#seedbook

Notes from a lecture by artist Robin Deacon in my Narrative Forms class! It was super inspirational and really amazing to listen to. 

For reference/posterity’s sake, here are my seed book entries shown in my in-class presentation on 09/05.

Creating my seed book. My friend Angela had one and I am shamelessly copying her #bookofseeds #seedbook

My bedtime story #richdadpoordadforteens #พ่อรวยสอนวัยรุ่น #roberttkiyosaki #เคล็ดลับทางการเงินที่โรงเรียนไมเคยสอน #นพพลวราไพบูลย์ #จักรพงษ์เมษพันธุ์ #seedbook #ซีเอ็ด #บริหารธุรกิจ #การลงทุนส่วนบุคคล www.richdad.com #richdad นิทานก่อนนอน

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This is for my CONCEPT class. I will be posting stuffs like this everyday. uhh, bear with me na lang. Just random stuff. hahaha Parang ang sabaw nitong post na to. Just don't read this if you're not prepared with my crazy thoughts. :)) Taft is different when you bother to observe it. Your view about Taft would change when you observe at it carefully. You would hear different sounds, you would smell different scents and it would remind you about different things. As I was walking along the sidewalks of Taft, my mind was slowly being engrossed by the things I am hearing. I tried to concentrate on the weird smells of Taft but I was unsuccessful in doing so. The sounds of Taft was really amusing, amazing at times. Some people might think I am crazy for saying these but the hell I care? Yes for me it is amazing. It reminded me of the documentaries about different countries, most especially about India. I think it was a show in Discovery Travel and Living (or was it Discovery Channel?) where I heard the sounds of India. The blowing of horns, the sound of people chattering, the sound of footsteps. And now I badly wanna go to India to feel it. :p Smelly Taft. Taft is so polluted that there is hardly any other scent you can smell aside from the the smell of the smoke from jeepneys (don't you just hate smoke belchers?) and cigarettes, the two main causes of lung cancer. Well, I smelled the scent coming from McDonald's, you know cheeseburgers and fried chickens. And then I suddenly remembered how I used love McDonald's as a kid. Then it hit me, I am not really that fond of McDonald's anymore, I am so used to eating there that I am starting to hate it. In high school I usually ate at McDonald's when we were given a chance to eat outside the campus. Don't you just love the smell of their cheeseburgers and fries, oh and don't forget their yummy McFloat (which I haven't drank for almost a year now. abstinence! :p)? Another thing I remembered when I smelled the scent coming from McDonald's was the chicken in one of the certain eatery near our school, I really liked it for its err, unique sauce (and just now I am craving for this). To my high school friends, don't you just love Lopez for their yummy chicken? :) So why is my paragraph about the smells of Taft (this made me laugh) longer than the sounds of Taft when I said above that I was unsuccessful in trying to figure out the stench of Taft. When I rode the FX, all the sounds and the smell vanished. I was still thinking about my yummy chicken and about India while I was sitting comfortably inside. And now I wonder, would I still see Taft like this or would it just be the same as before? And now I just lost my train of thoughts.

Sitting alone in the benches of my alma mater, the sound of the fountain in front of me slowly drowned me into thinking about a lot of things. I stopped myself before being completely engulfed in those senseless thought of mine. I tried to close my but I realized that I would look stupid. I would look like a weirdo who's closing her eyes in public as if something is err, bothering me. I didn't really want to catch too much attention so I sat there quietly, observing my surroundings. The sound of splashing water, the sound of cars passing by, the sound of the college students' 'takongs' while they were walking and the sound of students happily chattering were slowly becoming music to my ears. These sounds are overwhelming. Then I remembered the time when I was still part of that school, when I was also one of the students laughing while telling my friends about foolish things. I started to miss my former school. Somewhat I wish that I am still part of this institution. I suddenly missed high school, I envied those high school students then I remembered that two years ago I was wearing the same uniform, walking the halls of our building and I was surrounded with my high school buddies. Flashback, flashback, flashback. I just love how few things can make you remember your high school memories. Suddenly it became quiet and all I could hear is the sound of water splashing against stone floor. I felt that none of my friends are coming because they are in their respective classes and I was getting bored sitting there alone. I realized, it was now time for me to leave.

I was happily munching my food while my dad was browsing through channels. Then I remembered that there is a replay of a certain UAAP basketball game in Studio 23. I asked my dad to switch channels, he was kind of pissed while telling me that there is no live game today and they'll just be showing replays. I answered him politely, I told him that I know they'll just be showing replays and I just want to take a look at it. So he switched the channel to Studio 23, and to my delight it was the DLSU-UST game lat August 28. I was so happy to see it because finally I will have a chance to watch it. I did not have the chance to watch it before because I was busy studying for a final exam. This was the game where Maui Villanueva 'saved' the game from going overtime. Then I remembred the first time I watched a championship game. It was last year; UE and DLSU were battling for the championship crown. My friends and I watched it live in Araneta. It's really fun watching a baskeball game especially if it's live. There is something with the intensity of the game and the adrenalin of the crowd that makes you want to watch more live games. It's really different when you watch the game live and if you just watch it on TV. When you watch it live, you can cheer your lungs out without anybody scolding you, you would feel the disappointment of the crowd, especially the alumni, when one player doesn't do well, the pride on your part if your team wins. Unlike when you're just watching on TV, you can't do the cheering without people telling to cut it out because you're starting to become like a crazy baboon, you can't sing the hymn because you would end up as laughing stock in your family and some other things. All of a sudden I recalled that there will be a game tomorrow between DLSU and FEU (again!) and I am totally disappointed because I can't watch it live. I hope the Archers win and the FEU crowd will stop being so pathetic by chanting "Luto!" tomorrow ad I also hope that FEU realize that they lost Thursday's game because of their turnovers and not because some DLSU people paid the referee. While typing the last part, I remembered that in last year's championship game, the UE crowd also started chanting "Luto!" when they realized taht DLSU would win the most coveted crown in the UAAP. I hope tomorrow's game will be clean and fair, I hope there would be no bad calls, I also hope that the green and gold side doesn't get so pumped-up cheering "Luto!" IF EVER DLSU wins tomorrows game, PEACE! ;p And lastly I really hope that I can watch another live game before this season is over. :)