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Ultimate Frisbee Inter-class Tourney
Last week, we had our inter-class ultimate frisbee tournament as a culmination activity for my 2 girls' classes. We usually have this at the end of every sem where the classes slug it out in intense yet friendly competition. I divided my two classes into smaller teams of 6-7 members so that each person can maximize her playing time. We had 8 teams ( Read more... ) -
Pathways and choices
Ultimate Frisbee: a game of pathways and Choose Your Own Adventure stories. On offense, you are presented with a myriad of choices,where each is a viable option to score but caution must be played, as you never know whether it's the defense attempting to bait you to make the wrong choice. On defense, your goal is to limit those choices of the ( Read more... ) -
Family and wings
Every Sunday for the past 2 years, we've been having lunches at home or at my kuya's place. For a change, we spent our Sunday at Bailey's family day and had lunch at Sunrise Buckets where we devoured wings and toasted to family and the 3-peat of the UP Pep Squad.
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random.
just realized I've never given 100% of anything
on anything. dunno if that's just how I am or if I just haven't found that something worth giving my 100%
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What an emotionally and physically draining day. Getting end of the semester blues, so I try to make up for more time by giving them more things to do. End result: tired like anything and my voice is gone.
Thankfully, two things today to keep me happy:
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The slow life
taking things easy. one moment at a time. Relishing simple things.
1. Preparing breakfast from scratch: homemade muesli and freshly pressed coffee.
2. The smell of books. (and not the kindle).
3. Receiving snail mail.
4. Wearing hand-knitted hats, socks and scarves made by my sister.
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Senses
The sound of the bed creaking in the middle of the night
Footsteps on the floor, thinking she'd wake up
Advice on how to pack.
Jumping in the pool and biking furiously back home, praying she'd still be there
The sound of my door bursting open, bells clanging and my dad calling us to the room. (I threw those bells away, I think)
