I'm a year older
As of an hour or so ago, I am now, 27 years old.
Last year, I witnessed the Seag and played one 15-minute of football.
Two years ago, I joined and backed out after the first game, a tournament in Don Bosco. My belated apologies to the organizers.
Three years ago, I was drunk for half the year. I was carrying placards in front of the police regional camp and got a rather lovely letter from my school's students affair office.
Four years ago, I got back in college.
Five years ago, I dropped out of college, and tried to find the answer to the question -- is there life after death -- prematurely.
Six years ago, I got back in journalism.
Seven years ago, I was in the height of activism, until someone I know, got bullet holes.
Eight years ago, a certain white crystaline substance was my constant companion. I got kicked out of Engineering.
Nine years ago, I got into media.
Ten years ago, I arrived in Cebu. Got on the dean's list for the college of Engineering.
Eleven years ago, I played my last DECS sanctioned meet, losing, 0-1, and getting the yellow card in the first game against a twice-to-beat-opponent.
Twelve years ago, I scored two goals in the second half, and got fouled for the winning penalty, trailaing 0-2, against ND Cotabato in the All Cotabato Coke Go For Goal finals.
Thirteen years ago, I watched from the bench, as our team -- touted as the first Mindanao team who could win the Coke national crown -- lost 0-1 from our next door neighboors,
Fourteen years ago, I played baseball.
Fifteen years ago -- I can't remember.
Last year, I witnessed the Seag and played one 15-minute of football.
Two years ago, I joined and backed out after the first game, a tournament in Don Bosco. My belated apologies to the organizers.
Three years ago, I was drunk for half the year. I was carrying placards in front of the police regional camp and got a rather lovely letter from my school's students affair office.
Four years ago, I got back in college.
Five years ago, I dropped out of college, and tried to find the answer to the question -- is there life after death -- prematurely.
Six years ago, I got back in journalism.
Seven years ago, I was in the height of activism, until someone I know, got bullet holes.
Eight years ago, a certain white crystaline substance was my constant companion. I got kicked out of Engineering.
Nine years ago, I got into media.
Ten years ago, I arrived in Cebu. Got on the dean's list for the college of Engineering.
Eleven years ago, I played my last DECS sanctioned meet, losing, 0-1, and getting the yellow card in the first game against a twice-to-beat-opponent.
Twelve years ago, I scored two goals in the second half, and got fouled for the winning penalty, trailaing 0-2, against ND Cotabato in the All Cotabato Coke Go For Goal finals.
Thirteen years ago, I watched from the bench, as our team -- touted as the first Mindanao team who could win the Coke national crown -- lost 0-1 from our next door neighboors,
Fourteen years ago, I played baseball.
Fifteen years ago -- I can't remember.
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Happy Birthday Mike.