Sea of Love.

by Cat Power


Come with me
My love
To the sea
The sea of love

I wanna tell you
How much
I love you

Do you remember
When we met?
That's the day
I knew you were my pet

I wanna tell you
How much
I love you

Come with me
My love
To the sea
The sea of love

I wanna tell you
How much
I love you




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DURP 2006-2008.

Below is a sort or authors' biography which i did for our paper in Planning Workshop (P210.1) - with little omission of the work division part. i'd like to believe we're sort of an interesting group since our class is composed of young and driven individuals. In the past (but correct me if i'm wrong) DURP is taken up by near-retirement age government workers for promotion so most of them do not actually end up as practicing planners after DURP.
so.
i'd like to say i really enjoyed the 3 semesters i was with the class. i learned a lot from each one of them and grew better as a person. i was also glad i decided to push through with the program despite the discovery of my pregnancy a month before the official registration to the program. i was actually more worried of going bankrupt in the middle of the school year/semester than surviving school work but thanks to these very understanding classmates i was able to pull through. Gogol seems to be a budding planner and is comfy hanging out with the DURP crowd.

In April we will be graduating and i will finally attend my graduation. I intentionally missed my UP bachelor's graduation 4 years ago because months before the graduation march i still couldn't find a job and by the time my graduation came, i was stuck in the worst job i could ever imagine. Finishing this program made me feel i now deserve the right for a UP graduation. 10 years ago i also almost missed my UP High school graduation but i wasn't able to runaway to far far away before the day came because i didn't have money. i fulfilled my obligation as a good daughter and attended it, anyway. okay. so. that is the litany of my UP graduation.

okay. here is the meat of the matter. Dwell.

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Keith – is one of the three architects of the class. He is also a practicing Master Plumber. He finished his BS Architecture from the University of San Agustin in 2002. He is the co-founder of the Sustainable Religion Movement. Gogol's tatay.

Kelly – is the Geodetic Engineer of the class who hails from Bacolod. He finished his undergrad degree in Feati University. He also plans to study law and is into debate about religion. While in Davao, he spearheaded the move for the creation of the “Sustainable Religion Movement”, which we will put up in the future in case we would not earn much as urban planners. His favorite best friend is his gout; loves to eat peanuts and drink beer. He was the financier of the class.

Sam – apart from being one of the three architects of the class, he is also honing himself to be a future politician. He is the chickboy of the class. He also gave moral support and tons of laughter to the rest of the class not only during the duration of the Workshop but throughout the 4 semesters of DURP.

Velma – is the proud mother of 2 boys and a baby girl that is yet to be borne. In addition to being a hardworking employee of DTI, she is also a singer and music teacher. She was the logistics, financial and the constant food provider during the Workshop and throughout the 3 semesters.

Jom – perhaps is the CAD Monkey of the class. He works in the Iloilo Flood Control Project and comes to class riding his classic scooter – complete with helmet, of course. He seems always sleepy in the class and wears ‘toed’ (heath) socks He is a good boy.

Rej – is the counselor of the class who had baby Gogol in the 1st year of DURP. She finished her BA Psychology Management from the University of Philippines Visayas-Miag ao. Her previous jobs mostly include working as research assistant to various professors of the University. Like Kelly, she also loves beer but never suffers from gout.

Gina – is Miriam’s mommy. She works as the head of the Planning Department of West Visayas State University. She feels she has become 20 years younger after spending a good 3 semesters with the Peter Pans of DURP.

Jonabelle – is an architect from Aklan. She is now in Dubai. She gave us moral support. Unlike the rest of the girls, she is the Technical type.

Miriam – is the youngest of the class, but definitely not a baby (waray na ya!!!). She finished her BS in Social Work degree from the University of the Philippines Diliman in 2002. She has previously worked as a Social Science faculty in the Western Visayas College of Science and Technology, Program Coordinator of the Local Governance Development Project of AusAID and MIGEDC and later as Project Assistant of the said project. She left Iloilo in February 2008 to pursue the greener pastures in education and career in Metro Manila.

All hail to the DURP 2006-2008 Class of UPV-Iloilo!

V for vendetta.

I found a reason
cat power

Oh I do believe
In all the things you say
What comes is better than what came before
And you'd better come come, come come to me
Better come come, come come to me
Better run, run run, run run to me
Better come
Oh I do believe
In all the things you say
What comes is better that what came before
And you'd better run run, run run to me
Better run, run run, run run to me
Better come, come come, come come to me
You'd better run



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working mother.

i envy those mothers who do not have to go to work every day.

the mother and child sit across me, at 11 o'clock. the mother, young and wrapped in skimpy clothes that bare her legs and her neckline; the kid, a fat boy about 3 eating a plateful of lunch with extra serving of rice waiting to be finished off with the rest of the food in his plate.

i've just been scolded by the japanese boss, complaining that it's no use letting me do the rest of the excel computations since it appears now that he is doing most of the job, having finished almost 70% of the work by himself. Well. On my end, the 6 of the 14 tables that i did won't compute for the saturation rate of the intersections --

GADDAMMMM TRANSPORTATION MATHEMATICS!!!! ----

because the intersections in Iloilo were so varied in all variations that could possibly take place in an intersection. and i have told him about my dilemma and he told me to just skip (skip skip and skip) those tables because he will just redo the formulas. now he wants to know why it won;t compute and it's really no use delegating the work to me. So with the tables he asked me to "ENCODE" after explaining the computations and concept behind saturation rates of intersection in less than 10 minutes in broken english with japanese accent he expects full comprehension and computation magics from the patient but depressed yours truly.

so it's a 5.0 mark for me.

thing is, a fellow japanese consultant who is also a member of the study team recently complained to me that when the big boss instructs him he only understands maybe 10%. he then would ask and big boss would explain again and he would understand 20%. he would ask again and big boss would flare up like a dragon. so he kept on wondering which of them spoke in different language. they are both japanese and could not understand each other. how enlightening.

in that case, i don't think i am the one with A problem.

and if not for the money (which is not even that big), i wouldn't want to be part of this project as i don't find it intellectually challenging, rather depressing and demeaning, him berating me for my inability to understand his instructions -- in broken english, of course. And every time it happens, i think of my situation with much remorse and think of Gogol.

i have to love this job.

zinesters.

by the way, jsut a short backgrounder about the title.

TATTLETALE was the title of the zine that my highschool friends and i did in college. There were officially the 3 of us (bles, me and joy) and some who came in later (noreen).

i owe the title to these brilliant underachievers, the restless intellectuals and the underrated revolutionaries of my time.

trouble in paradise.

i've been hearing about the buzz since last year and was hoping it wouldn't happen but i just confirmed it this week:

our Filipino consultant has resigned from our project.

i was rather sad because for a short time we've worked together during his visits to Iloilo i learned alot from him, academically and 'philosophically'.
i was also sad because i would have to face the japs all by myself now, without a fellow breed who could understand the idiosyncracies that his fellow Filipino have.
I engaged in this project hoping to understand better the career that i'd like to specialize in in the future...but all i constantly learn are the hardships of being a "secretary" and am constantly frustrated by the protocols of the government partners.

I am missing the kind of environment i had working as a staff to my professors in the university (except for the last one, but she wasn't human so it is understandable). I easily understood the quirks of the university people; their being normally abnormal. in the government, everyone wants to be normally normal so they all want to stick with the protocols despite the irrationality and inconvenience it would bring...everything is okay so long as they stick to the paper works and the "textbook" polity.
hay ambot.

well. we are young and we still have a lot to do to change society.

AND I DON"T WANT TO BE A WORKER FOREVER.