Saturday, April 16, 2016

Strolling Along the Streets of Tsim Sha Tsui



Shopping. Disneyland. Peking Duck. Fried Rice. Wanton. Harbor Square. Bee Cheng Hiang. Egg Tarts. Almond Cookies. Leather. Fireworks. New Years Eve. Countdown. Hospital. Bonding. Love. Family. Friends. Blessed. Grateful. Customs. Salvatore. Independent. Second Home. Sky Tower. MGM. The Venetian. Buffet. Taoist temple. Ruins of St. Paul. Fast MTR. Salad. YSA. Cold mornings. Reconnected. Moving on. Soul Searching. Happiness. Rio Casino. Delayed flight. Fashion. lobby WIFI. Shamrock. Pasalubong. Duty Free. Lacoste. Loafers. Goodbyes. See you soon.

Hong Kong - Macau 2016

Friday, April 15, 2016

ELECTION 2016

Anyone can be a leader but not everyone can serve with the heart. This is something I believe to be important and it is also my main reason for running as your next AIT SC Councilor. 

Choosing to run was not an easy option. It required a lot of thinking, discernment and divine intervention. At first, I rejected the offer because I did not want to be half-hearted in running. I want to make sure that when I commit myself into something I will really fulfill my duties and responsibilities and exert my best effort. Despite, the many things that held me back, there was only one reason that pushed me and that is the burning passion to serve. 


I grew up believing in servant leadership - putting others before me - and in what I can offer to the community. And so i thought “why should i stop myself from serving others?” when I am capable and competent yet still remain to be grounded on my principles.



And that’s why I chose START together with Kaisa because i believe in their principles: Service, Transparency, Accessibility, Responsive Leadership and Thorough Consultation while at the same time fulfilling my responsibilities as a student. Lastly, If there are people who believe in me, then why shouldn’t i believe in myself?




Again, I am TONI Duque, your next AITSC Councilor!

2nd Year, BS Tourism – Consistent University/College Scholar - Member, UP Club for the Environment and Tourism, 2015 - present – Member, UP Student Action for Responsive Leadership in Tourism, 2016 – present – Executive Chairperson, Fast Research and Development Committee, DLSU, 2013 – Head, Contemporary Dance Club, 2011 – 2012 – Math Merit Awardee, Assumption College, 2012

🎤 so TONI's what you want, what you really, really want! ðŸ˜Š
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Tuesday, April 12, 2016

What Does It Mean To Be Human? (Entry 6)

We can eat, drink, sleep, dance, sing, cry, laugh, walk, run, write, read, speak, and many more. On the other hand, we can also murder, kill, judge, criticize, ostracize, rape, bully, discriminate, etc. The list goes on with the limitless possibilities we can do. But the question is: What does it mean to be HUMAN? Can one stop being human while still being alive?

To answer this, we must first answer the question what is it to be human? To be human is to have the ability to communicate with one another. It is also being able to understand abstract ideas that require the use of logic and reasoning. And lastly, our capacity to feel, portray and express our emotions is a distinct characteristic that only humans like us are capable of doing. All those things I mentioned are things that set us apart from other species. 

If that's our very definition of what it means to be human, then I believe that yes, it is also possible to stop being human while still being alive. This can be seen in Gregor Samsa's Metamorphosis. When he turned into a verminous bug, he lost the ability to speak. However, he was still capable of communicating through his movements. At the same time, he was still thinking aloud although his thoughts could not be heard. And he could still feel. On the other hand, since he can no longer work, and provide for the family... he was seen as useless. In fact, he was a burden for them. These people stopped caring about him. They grew tired of him. The man whom they once loved, was literally treated as an insect. It was as if they were just waiting for him to die until he did.

In that story, we can ask ourselves who among them was truly human? Was it Gregor's family who abandoned him and killed his hope little by little or was it Gregor who, despite being a bug, was still able to share his thoughts and feelings to those who could hear his silent words?

To be human, is to be selfless. In being selfless, we are able to feel and understand others. Given that we do, we do not just stop there but instead, we do acts of kindness, and be compassionate towards others. We only have one life. We might as well make the most out of it by touching the lives of other people. It is what I believe will make us truly human as seen in the story of the Metamorphosis.

Friday, April 8, 2016

Looking through Different Lenses (Entry 5)


There was never a day my parents and I never fought. If it's not mom who's mad, it's dad. They are always mad at me even with slightest things such as being late by 5 minutes, or eating little and slow. Aside from that, I feel that their expectations are far too great that I cannot live up to it. They expect so much from me - to be good in both being a student and a daughter. Yet, I always feel like I fail them. That no matter what I do, it's just not enough. However, all these are caused by misunderstandings brought about by miscommunication.

My parents have always been busy with work in order to provide for us while I put all my time in studying so that I can make them proud. With our busy schedule, and lack of time, it's almost impossible for us to meet and spend quality time. We do not get to update each other nor do we get to make kwento like before and I understand why. But somehow, this has affected my relationship with my parents. I feel that they do not know me anymore or that they know so little about me. To add on to that, our age gap and growing up from two completely different generations have been causing more misunderstandings. For instance, my parents imposed a rule that I have to be home by 12AM sharp. And I hate it because, nowadays parties start late. By the time I leave, that's when the fun starts and so I always miss out. Also, I am not always allowed to go out. At the very most, once a week. I do not understand where they are coming from but when I ask them, they always say "it's for your own good." Where's the "good" in that?

It's fair to say though that there were times I'd be home past my curfew and I'd go out more than once a week. Well, I'm grateful when they would let it pass and forgive me. However, there was this one time that they were very mad. And I had to explain. I needed them to see where I was coming from. To understand me. I'm already 2o turning 21 this year yet I feel like I still do not have the freedom to decide for myself. That's the only time I understood them. It's not that they did not want me to have a life. But it's because they wanted to protect me. It sounds cliche doesn't it? But really, they said that the world is scary. It can be dangerous. Anything can happen to me when I'm out there. Worse, they won't be able to do anything or they'll be too late. They understand that we are a partying-til'-the-wee-hours-of-the-morning generation but they just cannot change their protective instinct just like that. And as much as I think that it is safe (people doing drugs for example seems normal to me), they think that it is dangerous and it can destroy lives- my life to be specific. They wanted me to achieve my dreams and become successful even if it means I'd see them as evil monsters because they love me. They only wish the best for me. As my parents, they want to guide me in the right path/direction and help me grow into a better person. Because of that, I remembered what they always say: "My success is their success. My happiness is also theirs."I live in a time when my motto is "You Only Live Once" while theirs was "You Live Only Once" and those two are very different from each other. The latter gives more emphasis on living life and its importance. It tells us to make the most out of the precious life we have and serves as a reminder.

With that said, I always misunderstood them. I believe it is because I was too busy that I never made time for them; thus, creating a big misunderstanding between my parents and I. They wanted me to go out once a week so that I can spend the rest of my time with them but I failed to see that. They wanted me home early because they couldn't sleep knowing that I'm not home yet and it makes them feel anxious. I always wanted it my way and asked them to understand me when I could not even do the same for them. Now tell me, what better love can there be than that of my parents' love for me? I am truly grateful and be more than blessed to have them. Sorry and thanks mom and dad for the love you both continue to give to me. 😊