The first W!

It was a mud-spattered Monday morning at the field but team PIC’s dedication finally paid off as we completed our game victoriously!
Our First BIG W of the season! WAY to kick it Paradise in Cleats!

Halloween Experience by Noah

On Halloween Mr. Brad came and showed us how to carve a pumpkin. He talked funny and he was wearing a Japanese costume. We wanted the pumpkin face to be scary instead of happy. Mr. Brad also made us take the brains out, it was slimy. We named it killer head and said it again so we can remember it. We were very loud but Ms. Kathy wasn't mad. Then Mr. Brad left and there was an earthquake . We didn’t feel it cause killer head saved us. We went back to class and had a lot of candy.

Favorite quote of the day:
-Why are you wearing girls slippers Mr. Brad?

OPOTG!

My name made it to the OPOTG (Offensive player of the game) list for soccer! Wohoo! I don't know how they pick, but I'm not even gonna' ask. I just love that someone thinks I'm getting somewhere with this sport. Finally!
Lovelle also made it :D And although she's been featured on the NMIFA blog countless times, I'm still really proud of her.
Rhonda was picked too! another Wohoo! It wasn't too long ago when she was struggling with the thong-like shin guards.
http://nmifa.blogspot.com/2007/10/women-of-game.html

1st THOUGHTS

LIFE IS: a roller coaster ride, after the loops and the drops you just have to smile and thank God you’re still alive
LOVE IS: a word I Google-d up to find the right meaning but couldn't
GOD IS: my strength
THE PERFECT WEATHER IS: a long walk on the beach waiting for a beautiful sunset
THE BEST SPORT IS: soccer and “Citrus” whipping
I’D LIKE TO LIVE IN: Marianas Resort and Spa
ALL I WANT FOR CHRISTMAS: is for the people I love to get along
A DREAM COME TRUE WOULD BE: unlimited supplies for teachers!
VANILLA ICE CREAM IS: better with freshly baked brownies and whipped cream
I PREFER: being in an argument where I know the facts rather than saying “I just know I’m right”
GUYS: have an attention span of a seven yr. old (this is why I teach 2nd grade)
GIRLS: are often right
I REGRET: not going to Fen way Park while in Boston. Cuz now that they’re the Champs I would’ve been able to say “I’ve seen them play!”
I MISS: my family’s affection
MONEY IS: always a good thing to have
BEAUTY IS: skin deep
PEACE IS: what the world always needed
I LIED: about the number of pet fish that died in my classroom
THE ROOT OF ALL EVIL: is selfishness
THE MOST INTERESTING THING IS: how time flies
WARS ARE STARTED OVER: pride
LIFE AFTER DEATH: is full of angels playing a beautiful melody
HOMOSEXUALITY IS: a bizarre state of being
ANGER GIVES ME: EVIL THOUGHTS
IF I COULD PERFORM MIRACLES I WOULD: be physically fit while watching T.V, with a tub of junk food, all day
I WAS MOST HAPPY: when my family laughed together
TEARS SIGNIFY: character building
A SMILE: creates fewer wrinkles than a frown
CHANGE CREATES: new experiences
MY FIRST LOVE: was the Nissan NX (I took care of that baby), until rust engulfed it :’(
MY MOTHER: is a family martyr
MY FATHER: was the scariest person during my teen years
MY WORST MEMORY: having to explain why our class fish died to 24 seven yr. old
MY BEST MEMORY: head banging with my brother while singing the Bohemian Rhapsody
PEOPLE INTERPRETS ME AS: one who attended church camp
I AM BEST AT: staring at the computer for hours before I could complete a sentence
I POSSESS: a futon, a CD player that won’t work, and less than a hundred DVD’s
NAKEDNESS IS: now a private obsession because of the the Spanish influence
HOPE IS: being a better person tomorrow than I am today
DREAMS GIVE: me a reason to move on

All RAMEN-ed out

An old friend asked me how I was, my response: “I don’t think I’ve eaten this much Ramen in a week.”
I’ve taken a BIG step and it has been a bit overwhelming. The change and independence has done me well but the family consequences was something I was not ready for =(. The first night I ate cornflakes without milk since the stove was Kathy-proof. Tony’s 6 pack and Diana’s all purpose knife was the only thing I had aside from the beautiful roses that “spruced” up my place (thanks hun =). I did have a fence of a bed to sleep on and my clothes that served as a cushion. Although I think I’ve gone a long way after I’ve hit all the garage sales on island… I have a working fridge, a couch, some gratis painting, and a comfortable futon on the floor. Food wise: still Ramen for breakfast, lunch and dinner with the occasional instant oatmeal and spicy canned tuna. It hasn’t been a month and I might crash and burn the way some expect me too but every night I’m still praying for the best, for the choices that I made and will make.

FLIP FLOP's FIRST TRY...

Last Saturday, Rhonda decides to try soccer... and may I say with a hangover. She used my shiny cool dude shinguards. How she managed to use the ankle support like a thong is beyond me.












But it's not just soccer with Rhonda... it's a little bit of kickboxing and cart wheels











While the Thai soccer community drums a heavy beat, Angelo decides to join in the crazy "Flipflop" fun.










After a looongggg and hot soccer day... we waited and whined til the BBQ started!
WOHOO to Saipan Soccer!

Too old for home

When you come home at 2 and hear your mom say “is this a decent time?”
You’re too old for home.
When someone still adds a spoonful of rice in your plate though you chose not to eat
You're too old for home.
When you’re in a dilemma because you’ve neglected to clean the house this weekend
You’re too old for home.
When you’re twenty four… you’re undeniably too old for home.
Yet how do you explain this to parents who built this home for you?

Wear Sunscreen

Thanks for sending this Turkey! I did enjoy it but I don't believe you when you said "there is no hidden agenda"...

It appeared in the Chicago Tribune but wasn't an actual commencement speech...though it should have been.

Wear sunscreen.If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it. The long-term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists, whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience. I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they've faded. But trust me, in 20 years, you'll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can't grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked. You are not as fat as you imagine.

Don't worry about the future. Or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubble gum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind, the kind that blindside you at 4 p.m. on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing every day that scares you.

Sing.

Don't be reckless with other people's hearts. Don't put up with people who are reckless with yours.

Floss.

Don't waste your time on jealousy.

Sometimes you're ahead, sometimes you're behind. The race is long and, in the end, it's only with yourself.

Remember compliments you receive. Forget the insults. If you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters. Throw away your old bank statements.

Stretch.

Don't feel guilty if you don't know what you want to do with your life. The most interesting people I know didn't know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives. Some of the most interesting 40-year-olds I know still don't.

Get plenty of calcium. Be kind to your knees. You'll miss them when they're gone.

Maybe you'll marry, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll have children, maybe you won't. Maybe you'll divorce at 40, maybe you'll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary. Whatever you do, don't congratulate yourself too much, or berate yourself either. Your choices are half chance. So are everybody else's.

Enjoy your body. Use it every way you can. Don't be afraid of it or of what other people think of it. It's the greatest instrument you'll ever own.

Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it but your living room.

Read the directions, even if you don't follow them.

Do not read beauty magazines. They will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents. You never know when they'll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings. They're your best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on.

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard. Live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.

Travel.

Accept certain inalienable truths: Prices will rise. Politicians will philander. You, too, will get old. And when you do, you'll fantasize that when you were young, prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don't expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund. Maybe you'll have a wealthy spouse. But you never know when either one might run out.

Don't mess too much with your hair or by the time you're 40 it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but be patient with those who supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia. Dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it's worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen.

Nature's beauty at risk

After an exciting “go places, do things you’ve never done before” summer, my days spun in a much different direction. Sentimental moments and working took place. I haven’t felt that spirit I possessed those past two months (aside from the recent dancing, sunset, and wine).

Although yesterday was unexpected, I attended the Coral Reef presentation by Angelo Villagomez and Bree Reynolds, whom by the way are both “Taya Talent” players. It wasn’t like the usual Professional Development Day workshops I’ve been in the past years. After a session of facts and some brutal information about what’s happening to our island we headed out to Managaha and Kagman for a real-life connection.

We took a ferry with lots of food to BBQ, snorkeling gear and our free yellow pads. Of course Diana got lost and missed the boat. She did manage to hop on one of the tourist boats with Tony by offering half-eaten food. Anyhoo, we took a walk around the small 10-acre island, saw the Shearwater habitat (nocturnal birds that build their nests underground that also sound like babies crying), talked about the positive and negative effects of tourism, and observed the geographical change the island has gone through over the years. I even picked up sand dollars; about 7 of them in one area, after Angelo said “take nothing and leave nothing but footprints.” I was gonna sneak it out but I felt guilty and showed one to him before we were about to leave, to my surprise he pointed out that it wasn’t sand dollars but sea urchins -bummer!

The best part though was snorkeling! The others went ahead while Diana, Tony, Asap and I stayed to complete the paper work. As soon as we were ready, we got our gears on and for some reason Diana couldn’t get the snorkel stuck to her face and ended up with water in her goggles half the time (special Diana moments, hilarious!). Our mission was to see the corals and everything that goes with it so our initial thought was to go far beyond the buoy where less damage has been done. You see, I’ve only done this a couple times before, and both times with experienced divers. Diana and Tony are from Randolph, MA (Boston), so you fill in the blanks. Asap, who canoes, was basically our only chance of survival against the strong currents. The struggle was absolutely worth it. We saw at least five different species we could name. The others, we made names for, until Bree shared her amazing knowledge on what they were. Swimming with all those fish was an absolute stress reliever!

When we got back we headed out to a protected area where volunteers have planted trees a year ago. It was an awesome hike with a great view. More information was said but the one that stuck to me was “whatever we do to our land greatly affects our ocean.” It’s depressing how we, humans, are the biggest reason why nature’s beauty is at risk.

Not only did I meet new friends, and survived the swim and hike with battle wounds, I am now more aware and know that it is essential that we should try to make a difference.

Head Over Heart

Once I played the role of Aphrodite. I would never forget Ms. Jenny (my 6th grade drama teacher) jokingly saying “it s fitting since you look like someone who’s doomed to break hearts. I didn’t want to be that, other people might enjoy that lifestyle but it’s not someone I wanted to be. Whether I lived it or not is not really for me to say. Although over the years I’ve known people fight through heartaches and deceptions. I’ve met martyrs, my biological mom for one, always suffering for a good cause: to keep her family together, my good friend “Flip Flop”, now a single mother who was with her boyfriend for more or less a decade, a close personal friend, whose been through four long distance relationships and still ends up being oceans away from someone. Despite the pain we have shared and lived through, I still end up falling. Who doesn’t? The feeling of having someone you can share walks, good music and moonlit nights with somehow overpowers the notion of being hurt, and like many, being hurt over again. But is love really enough to go through confusion and inflicted agony? Do you really have to work as hard to make things work? Maybe time itself will tell, maybe its one of those passing thoughts.

Who knows?

I can still hear my dad telling me “The big guy placed your head above your heart for a reason” I guess he already knew I was vulnerable when it came to such things.

Learn from them

In less than thirty minutes I will be trying out for the Women’s All Star Team. I figured this would be the perfect time to write before I severely injure myself and loose the ability to remember my favorite quotes of the week.

Have you ever felt your knees weaken Ms. Kathy? I’m so nervous my knees wont stop shaking.
– Iza playing a game of steal the bacon.

Me: Repeat after me, say pin
Student: Oh, Ive done this before!
Me: Great, this should be easy, say pin.
Student: pin
Me: Now say it without the 'p', what’s left?
Student: p… p… p… pencil!
- Phil, trying to impress my teacher.

You're forgiven, just dont think about doing it again.
-Bri, conflict resolution

Every time I write I have this funny feeling inside and that’s where I get all my words and emotions from – Iza, future writer

Teaching. Well it's its own reward.

Where's his teacher?!

There’s a kid playing by the drainage! Where’s his teacher?

I thought to myself as I gratifyingly ate my turkey sandwich.

His rainy day boots will slip through that opening anytime soon. I would yell but he’s too far out. What kind of teacher would leave his/ her students unsupervised anyway?

I heard Mr. S blow his whistle just in time for the expected fall. The boy ran down the miniature slope as soon as he heard the warning. I went back to watching my students who were playing at our designated area. As soon as the recess bell rang the students ran in front of their classrooms pushing and shoving to be first in line. As I waited patiently for them to settle down I saw a pair of rainy day boots standing safely in my boys line.

A wonderful part of me

I’m not an opinionated person. Some might say I keep a lot of things to myself, the reality is I mostly try to understand why things are the way they are. But if I do feel the urge to express one, I jot it down. I write to visualize intense feelings, both in joy and despair hoping that it will help me through perplexing emotions.

Today, I received a letter from you. I know you’ve sent a couple of them not too long ago. I haven’t responded to most of them, intentionally. There were a lot of sacrifices made in the past and we both knew that it was something we fought and faced together. We separated because I felt that I had to leave. Yet you held on till this very moment and this is what’s causing much anguish. More than anything you know that hurting someone I’ve loved so much is the last thing I would do.

For almost three years I didn’t think it was possible to let go of you, and then he came along. Meeting him made me content. He gives me a reason…

I’m moving on but I want you to know that you are a wonderful part of me. With all sincerity, I wish you would find the happiness and contentment I feel with Christian.

Soccer Princess

After a trying game of soccer what do you do?
BBQ!
Chef Bradgelo has taken the liberty to start a fire and cook some delicious wieners on the sidelines. A free beer comes with it if your team loses and you show your poutiest face. Roxy will push you if you take one with a victory smile. These are some of the special things that happen only in Saipan.
Today the Women’s all star played a tremendous game against the men’s team from Hong Kong and Guam. Rule is: ask how the game was not what the score was. I only saw the 2nd half of the 2nd game so I got an earful of “priority speeches” from Lovelle. To make up for it I shall present this entry as a peace offering.
Lovelle, aka: ‘Lion on the field’ by Saipan soccer players and soccer fans. To me she is known as the unbearable sister who makes me look awful on the field. I’m naturally clumsy, that’s a given, but playing on the same team with the soccer pinay princess does not add points to my attempts to be coordinated. On the other hand, the slight facial similarity does give other people a reason to think that I’m good too. Congratulations today little sis you showed ‘em where you truly belong. Now all you have to do is to stop taking my ice cream after you’ve eaten yours!

Words Women Use

My friend Ellen sent this a while back.
To the men out there, learn the terminology to avoid future arguments. To all women, this will give you a good laugh, you know there's truth behind these words.
Words Women Use :
1. FINE: This is the word women use to end an argument when they are right and you need to shut up.
2. FIVE MINUTES: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five Minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.
3. NOTHING: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end in fine.
4. GO AHEAD: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!
5. LOUD SIGH: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing.(Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)
6. THAT'S OKAY: This is one of the most dangerous statements women can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.
7. THANKS: A woman is thanking you, do not question,or Faint . Just say you're welcome.
8. WHATEVER: Is a women's way of saying F@!$ YOU!
9. DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, I GOT IT: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something that a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "what's wrong," for the woman's response to "NOTHING"

G n' R: Bula Talent

Taya (translation: nothing)
Were my teammates in modesty mode while they were considering team names? After last nights game, my first after a month long slack of no soccer, I didn’t think our team had ‘taya talent’ we were more like ‘BULA talent’. Despite the 4-1 loss I witnessed great attempts and a whole lotta’ heart during the game. My only regret was holding back, too scared to get knocked out by men twice my size. It also felt funny playing against my teammates from last seasons women rec league, especially Captain Brenda. Before the season ends, we’ll take those Dreaded Pirates down…arrrr… especially when Angelo starts blasting “Welcome to the jungle” and Brad starts head banging.

Last Stop

A known misconception: Seattle or Washington State in general has the highest suicide rate because of its weather. I ‘googled’ it up and here are some fun tidbits I found. (I felt like a myth buster when I saw this.lol.)

• The western states have the highest suicide rates, with Nevada leading the nation at 23.93/100,000” (nice to know after I finally decided to move there)


• Most of western Washington has a marine climate, with cool summers and mild winters. In eastern Washington the Cascades act as a barrier against the Pacific winds. As a result this section has a continental climate, with hot summers and cold winters. Eastern Washington is also much drier, with only about 10 inches (25 centimeters) of precipitation a year in the south-central part of the state.

I visited Washington (Milton) to meet my sister’s family. This was my last stop for the summer. I was wondering what someone could do on a rainy day and if the weather could really affect my euphoric summer mood. After three days I got the answer to my question:

Photos taken by Rick Henderson (my sisters fiance)

"Do not feed wildlife. Might be carrier of disease."

I couldnt help it.


















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Meeting Chief Feather head and the shrunken head







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Of course my favorite F's: flowers, food, friends and family...

Thank You guys!

I'm back home! Just wanted to thank you all for taking me in. I had an incredible time, the best summer yet -- and of course none of that would be possible without you (I'm in my sentimental mode, its too early in the morning and my Saipan body clock isn’t kicking in yet). To my Kuyas and Ates, you have crazy talented children who give me reason to stay young physically and at heart, so keep up! To my niece and nephews, more wrestling, tennis, movies, skating, hiking, camping, mafia and maybe an attempt in skateboarding to come. To my newly found friends, Kevin Danny (aka: Jlo) Rick and of course Christian, thank you for your bigheartedness and making this trip thrillingly wonderful. And now I move on with you in my heart and mind, hoping to see you all soon.

My 7 last

I've been tagged by Brenda.

1. 1. Last drink: A margarita yard drink while walking around Las vegas strip

1. 2. Last live show seen: Mac King (Comedian/Magician)

1. 3. Last movie seen: Harry Potter: Order of the Phoenix

4. Last song someone sang to me: Happy Birthday

5. Last burger eaten: Sonic's Bacon Cheeseburger with tatter tots (it was soooo juicy)
6. Last (and first) time I saw my breath: Camping in Vermont (I miss the cold weather)

7. Last time I played soccer: Memorial Day Weekend (its been too long, sob)

Hike it out!

Destination: Red Rock Canyons, La Madre Trail








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Caution Signs Everywhere!

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Should we turn around?

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Not a chance, lets hike this bad boy!

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I need a break!

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After 3 hours...
Look! Spring Water....
















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We made it!
and now for a little snack...

The Lights of Summer

I was beginning to wonder if it was worth it.
If the sound of patriotism and impressive
pyrotechnics fireworks display was worth the 4 hour wait.
Comfortably I sat as the instrumental ensemble began.
The warmth of the night and the wondrous music filled the heavens.
I lay on the grass as the orchestra played a striking melody.
Then before the hour struck, The sky illuminated with madness
as the Philharmonic played rousing works.
It was a phenomenal sight.
But inside me was a hint of sadness knowing that it would all be over soon.
If only the warmth would stay a bit longer.
If only the wondrous lights didn’t die out.

The Ultimate Camp-out!

5 states within a month! From Vegas to Hollywood's behind the scenes at Universal. By the 2ND week I met the craziest characters of Randolph Massachusetts. We headed to Boston on a T with, Julie, Diana and Tony. We walked Paul Revere's infamous Freedom Trail for 4 hours, getting lost and trying to take Diana down under the beating heat of the sun, of course Tony succeeded. By night, we danced and drank all our troubles away. We headed to Vermont the following day with high hopes of crushing the boys in their ultimate camping cook off. To our dismay, they raised the bar with their Chub Chubs cowboy act. I would never forget how everything looked form Steve-o playing the harmonica while the rest of the guys were seated around the fire waiting for the phrase "New York City" getting ready for a water balloon fight. Everyday was something new, wiffle ball, knockout, mafia, jumping into a freezing grotto, road sing-along, and the crazy-wonderful friends I made. To Mammadukes, Deanna, Stephanie, Mai, Julie, Mandy, Bethany, Erica, Christen, I loved the company not to mention the rollover cuddles. To Dandan, Jon (special thanks for the recipe) J-poo, Mike, Chris, Tony, and Steve-o (u shur gotta purty mouth), the most talented group of guys Ive met, till next year. Of course, Diana, although I took you out every time in knock out, I still love you for tagging me in and having the smartest dog, Lucy. My first camping trip, and it was nothing short of AMAZING.

Venice in VEGAS

You don't just see Vegas in Vegas. For instance, the ambiance at the Venetian Hotel was Venice, Italy itself. We went for a stroll along a cobblestone walkway, and witnessed the inviting ride in an Italian gondola where newly weds were taken across the grand canal. It was sooo romantic. The entertainers walking around and the living statues at St. Marks square were just as inviting. Of course, I shouldn't forget to mention the famous Madame Tussauds where we saw Whoppi and the infamous ghost rider.

Family in Vegas

My first visit to the US of A and everyday has been fantastic. That long excruciating plane ride was definitely worth it. When I arrived, my kuya Bong (older brother) with Ron and Robby (his sons) took me around. He said as long as I stayed on Vegas time I'm less likely to get a jet lag. He drove on the free way and the tunnels, the speed was freaky marvelous. By the time we got home for dinner I knocked out on the couch and revived the next day. My ate Kris (older sister) then took me to their place. I finally got to meet the kids, Kaetia, Kris and Dominique. They're as talented and crazy as I pictured them. We wrestled in the pool, Kaetia and I against the boys--and of course we WON victoriously. Sorry MEN! (they said they weren't boys anymore) . We stayed up late watching movies or hung out by the pool singing and talking. Ive been here less than a week and its been incredible. I'm really blessed to have such marvelous family. As the saying goes "When you look at your life, the greatest happinesses are family happinesses. "

Dedicated to SVS crew!

Apologies my ladies. I haven't had the time to sit and add our wonderful "lava lava end of the year" bash to my blog. Anyhoo, for those of you who don't know, these are some of the ladies of the F crew. What does F stand for you ask? Everything! from Fabulous, Fantastic, Foxy, Fearless to Frenzy, Fierce, Filthy, Fortunate, Frantic, or maybe even Full of it j/p.

I am the invisible member, who lives vicariously through you, or as you like to call me "Fish killer" and here is my tribute to you.


C- controversial, is how it all started from "loosen up my buttons" and hoodies that went with the booties.

A - athletic, we all try to become from soccer and softball players to trench tech warriors

N - notorious, indeed, for breaking every "how my teacher looks like" stereotype

A - artistic when it comes to drinking and parties, from flip cups to jello shots, and mad hatters to lavas with style

R - responsible individuals who get to work on time even with a nasty hangover

I - intriguingly hot (cant argue with that)

E - every moment was as crazy wonderful as the last. So to my beautiful friends who will be moving on (Kimmy and Val) I wish you great luck and some tiny hope that you would somehow stay in touch

S - Shiny, oh oh shiny.