Day 229: 08.21.17

It’s a holiday today! Woot woot! No work-day!

On the other hand, as I owe my students three weeks worth of Observation and Recordings (we use it to write reports and track progress), today is that day to cram it all up!


I have 15 students (16 tomorrow) that I have so much to say about already. Everyday, I discover something good and bad about these kids, so there’s really a lot to write. As of this time (6:21 PM), I’ve finished at least five, but I actually began around 1 PM. Of course there’s the occasional distractions with the wifi on, so… erm. Haha.

On the other hand, my time had been preoccupied learning the work-about of Microsoft One Note which is like a virtual notebook. Now, I thought my co-teacher was standoffish when she made a comment about me still using a notebook and pen to write down my notes, especially long ones like O&Rs. I just commented that I’m old-school, because well, I am. The age-gap was glaring at that moment, I tell ya.


That encounter made me think, well, why not try it. If I can find a good platform to use as a notebook, why not? And so I remembered MS OneNote and so here I’m using it.

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I like how I can organize the notebooks and have sections and pages as sub-folders. I made notebooks for my class templates, recordings, and even reports in the future. I’m also using this as my notebook for my UPOU class. I guess no more notepads for me? Nah. I still love notepads, but this is really great to have all my documents in one place, instead of having separate files in different folders in my computer drive. Moreover, the files are synced from my laptop to my desktop and phone, so I can work anywhere and still have the same files, just like how I use Google Drive.

So as much as I love old tricks, I’m definitely open to what technology can also offer for me.

Day 228: 08.20.17


So I’ve been on a hunt of light, entertaining rom-coms from Taiwan because I think it’s a subconscious longing to go back to that country. Sadly, the plans for December had been crossed out with no budget until now, no ticket yet, and my best friend has more important matters to use her money for. Although, I really really hope to come back to this country again, hopefully next year. Spring would be nice again. 😀

Anyhow, there had been a string of Taiwanese films I’ve watched before this one like “At Cafe 6”, “Yesterday Once More”, etc. They were so-so. This one is not any different.

I decided to watch “20 Once More” since it was well-recommended in different websites. It was easy to find a copy and so I was ready to go.

Overall, the movie had it going great, until the ending. What a shame.

The main character, the old woman, had no character development whatsoever. If the ending was any hint to change, it was like a short, unnoticeable burp then the screen rolls the credit. No one in the story actually had any development. By the end of the movie, I think the problem within the family, especially between the grandma and the daughter-in-law, had no clear resolution. I mean, the reason why the wife collapsed was apparently because of stress from the mother-in-law (grandma), right? Thus, why she was to be sent to the nursing home then she encountered that magical photo studio that turned her into her youthful version.

At the end of the movie, I still felt sorry to the mom as I did at the beginning. Being old and experienced doesn’t give one the right to be mean and overbearing. With age we feel entitled, but you can be wise and guide others without putting others down.

3/5 ⭐




Day 227: 08.19.17

Today marks the start of my student life again.

Well, of course, we’re all students until we die, but I’m literally enrolled in a course for the next three months.

Hopefully, this will be the last subject I’d have to take to be able to get a license exam for teachers in March. Of course, I hope I pass.

I’m not sure what I’ll actually gain from having a license at this age, but I guess I’ll realize it eventually. Hopefully, it’s a ticket for me to have a job in another country. I still want to be a teacher, believe it or not. I think I’m stuck with this job, and I’m fine with it.

Well, good luck to me! Tomorrow will be my officially crunch day because Saturday is no-work day for me, remember?


Day 226: 08.18.17

Friday is Friday, thus, FriYAY!


Got to hang out with my old co-teachers from Summit over Korean dinner. Had lots and lots of stories to share, of course. Too bad the Karaoke plan got iffed.


Anyhow, I was the “annoying customer” again in the restaurant we dinned. I’m the type to ask a lot from waiters and waitresses, but of course, only when needed. Although this side of me really only comes out when service is bad and slow.

Day 223: 08.15.17


I’m not sure what got into me when I suddenly made a decision to watch this film, but then I just went ahead and glued myself to the same fetal position for the next two hours of the film.

No wonder this film is considered one of the greatest of all time. Such a powerful, powerful film about human nature, humanity, and our ever conflicted feelings about hope for humanity.

The film touched on so many issues and concepts without being loud. Like Red (Morgan Freeman), I was as bewildered and enticed about the story behind Andy and his eyes.

There’s so much to rave about this film and all people should watch it, really. Even just to reinstate hope for humanity, no matter how cruel a situation one will be in.

Probably my favorite part of the movie was when the library was redesigned and more books came it. It was very symbolic of Andy’s hope for regaining normalcy and achieving a sense of freedom, even when the reality is more cruel than that. The library enriched literacy and cultured the inmates.

My experience and emotions in watching this film is reminiscent to when I watched “Schindler’s List”. It’s when beat of the story, you want to take in, then you don’t even notice the time.

Haaaay. Beautiful, indeed.


I have no idea to this day what those two Italian ladies were singing about. Truth is, I? don’t wanna know. I would like to think they were singing about some thing was so beautiful it cant be expressed in words and make your heart ache because of it.I tell you this voice soared higher and farther than anybody in a Gray place dares to dream it is like some beautiful bird flapped into our drab little cage and made these walls dissolve away. For the briefest moment every last man in Shawshank felt free.

Ellis Boy “Red” Redding, The Shawshank Redeption (1994, American Film)