Ang bilis 2007 na!!!
Kita mo nga naman parang whirlwind lang ang 2006 sa bilis.
Ngayong 2006…
…naging 22 ako.
…nag-celebrate ako ng birthday ko with the young girls in Marillac, this is a first. Sana maulit.
…nag-one year ako sa work ko.
…bumalik si daddy from work.
…naging orphans kami for a month.
…maraming umalis na malapit sa puso ko.
...marami ring bumalik na dating umalis.
...naging rollercoaster ride ang buhay ko, may lungkot at sayang walang kapantay.
…marami akong natutunan na hindi ko makukuha sa mga libro.
…nabasa kong muli ang The Alchemist, ang ganda talaga!
…nirecord ang aking boses at pinatugtog sa harap ng maraming tao, isang line lang naman pero kahit na hindi ko talaga linya yan.
…nagtagpo na rin kami ni Oluchi, ang aking ipod, salamat Target.
…lumipat na ako ng kwarto, mas malaking space, mas malaking closet.
…marami akong nakilalang tao at naging kaibigan.
…may iilan na tao na mas nakilala ko pang mabuti at di naman ako nagsisi.
…nagustuhan ko ang kulay brown at green. Ngayon ko lang sila naappreciate.
…may ilang bagay na nagdulot ng saya pero marami rin ang nagdala ng kalungkutan.
…nag-enrol ako sa Condensed World Mission Course.
…natutunan ang hiwaga ng giving.
…namiss ko lalo si Aleli kasi nag-dodorm na sya.
…ang kauna-unahang pasko na wala kaming Christmas Tree, pero hindi naman ibig sabihin malungkot kasi hindi naman yun yung source of joy diba.
…na-addict ako sa Oliver’s – tuna sandwich at isang creamy egg mayo nga please.
… dalawang beses akong nag-over-time ng isang buong month (or more pa ata).
…first time ko nagcommute ng super late sa Makati na nag-iisa, hehehe as if scary naman.
…maraming beses din ako na-late sa work.
…naging super blog stalker ako, hahaha binabasa ko lang naman eh, nakakatuwa kasi malaman na may kapareho ka or kaiba na insights about some things.
…naging avid reader ako ng inq7.net. Pati newspaper ko online na rin hehe.
…nakapag-badminton ako kahit mejo busy.
…marami akong activities na namiss sa church.
…na-realize ko na tumatanda na nga ako hahaha. Din a ko maka-relate minsan sa mga nteens.
…hindi ako nahilig sa anumang tv show except CSI.
…2 beses lang ako ng nagpagupit ng buhok.
…nadiscover ko si Ms. Melanie (Lanie for short) ng Going Straight na masarap mag-manicure at pedicure hehehe.
…for the first time na-irritate ako sa isang Neutrogena product, which is unbelievable dahil since high school na-try ko ng gumamit nun.
…marami akong kaibigan na kinasal or ikakasal. Yung pinsan ko rin pala kinasal.
…naeenjoy ko na ulit ang oatmeal.
…masyado akong natuwa sa pasta, pizza at gelato ng Amici di Don Bosco.
…marami akong bagay/luho na binili na hindi naman dapat, in short sayang na pera :c
…may mga pangarap akong nabuo na sana ay magkatoo.
…mas naging conscious ako sa time, tipong super multitasker madalas. At alam kong mali yun – hurried sickness nga daw kung tawagin, palagi kasing nagmamadali kahit la naman reason.
…marami akong blessings na nareceive na maski hindi ko naman in-ask kay God eh pinrovide pa rin nya. Thank you Lord.
...na-realize ko ung mga attitudes ko na dapat baguhin at mga weaknesses na dapat i-overcome. Haay kakayanin!
…marami rin akong pagkakamali na nagawa pero importante natuto ako.
…mas unti-unti akong naliwangan kung ano nga ba talaga ang purpose ng buhay ko dito.
Sana mas maging makabuluhan ang darating na 2007 :o)
oOo
A happy, healthy, victorious New Year to everyone!!!
Friday, December 29, 2006
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
it's best when...
...good things come when you least expect them
...i open my eyes and smile because i had a beautiful dream
...i get the chance to strike up a conversation with a (nice/harmless) stranger when i commute or just anywhere
...i have my (KFC, mcdo, jollibee, ministop) two-piece chicken with rice and a drum of gravy for breakfast or lunch or dinner or merienda (?)
...i make someone smile
...i exchange good mornings with people on the street as i walk along ayala ave
...i watch lifestyle shows on days that i have nothing to worry about
...my cousins are sleeping over at our house
...i have my whole family to celebrate every single day with
...it's Christmas and everyone in our family is present and everyone's happy
...i know i'm ok even when others think i'm not
...i enjoy what i'm doing
...i cook not because i have to
...i'm home ;o)
...i open my eyes and smile because i had a beautiful dream
...i get the chance to strike up a conversation with a (nice/harmless) stranger when i commute or just anywhere
...i have my (KFC, mcdo, jollibee, ministop) two-piece chicken with rice and a drum of gravy for breakfast or lunch or dinner or merienda (?)
...i make someone smile
...i exchange good mornings with people on the street as i walk along ayala ave
...i watch lifestyle shows on days that i have nothing to worry about
...my cousins are sleeping over at our house
...i have my whole family to celebrate every single day with
...it's Christmas and everyone in our family is present and everyone's happy
...i know i'm ok even when others think i'm not
...i enjoy what i'm doing
...i cook not because i have to
...i'm home ;o)
Thursday, November 09, 2006
I'm on cloud nine..come, join me!!!
I don’t know what’s with me today.
I haven’t felt like this for a long time.
I’ve been commuting my way to Makati for the past two weeks. My Dad’s home so he’ll be the one taking my Mum to her office. I think it’s a great way for them to catch up and spend more time together. Then, he leaves the car at the Enterprise so my Mum and I can use it on our way home.
So anyway, this morning it was different. I was smiling the moment I hopped on the bus maybe because I got on it just after a few minutes of waiting, and I was still smiling as I walked along Paseo de Roxas maybe because the clouds momentarily hid the sun and it’s beautiful when the whole place suddenly gets shady and then it becomes sunny again. Moving on, my wait on the elevator was pleasant albeit it’s unsurprisingly sluggish.
I can’t explain what exactly it is that’s keeping me happy today. After all, I guess there’s nothing wrong with being happy for no specific reason. I’m just plain happy with my life, I guess.
oOo
A Date for Christmas
Yesterday, while bloghopping I came across this site. I think it’s great that there’s still someone like him who defines love more than the word itself. Although, I’ve always believed in my heart that there are still great guys who are like that in this crazy(/beautiful) world :o). I just thought that maybe it could have been more beautiful if we stop chasing or looking for ‘that person’. Yes, Christmas may become more special if we have ‘that person’ to celebrate it with. But, I think every Christmas or birthday, etc. that I celebrate without ‘that person’ is already special because who knows it might be my last holiday or my second to the last or my fifth..(ok, you get the point) without 'that person'. Thus making my every day un-ordinary.
Am I becoming senseless?
Anyway, visit http://datejoaquin.com.
Gaya nga ng sabi nya, I might just be your(and Joaquin’s) cupid.
:o)
I haven’t felt like this for a long time.
I’ve been commuting my way to Makati for the past two weeks. My Dad’s home so he’ll be the one taking my Mum to her office. I think it’s a great way for them to catch up and spend more time together. Then, he leaves the car at the Enterprise so my Mum and I can use it on our way home.
So anyway, this morning it was different. I was smiling the moment I hopped on the bus maybe because I got on it just after a few minutes of waiting, and I was still smiling as I walked along Paseo de Roxas maybe because the clouds momentarily hid the sun and it’s beautiful when the whole place suddenly gets shady and then it becomes sunny again. Moving on, my wait on the elevator was pleasant albeit it’s unsurprisingly sluggish.
I can’t explain what exactly it is that’s keeping me happy today. After all, I guess there’s nothing wrong with being happy for no specific reason. I’m just plain happy with my life, I guess.
oOo
A Date for Christmas
Yesterday, while bloghopping I came across this site. I think it’s great that there’s still someone like him who defines love more than the word itself. Although, I’ve always believed in my heart that there are still great guys who are like that in this crazy(/beautiful) world :o). I just thought that maybe it could have been more beautiful if we stop chasing or looking for ‘that person’. Yes, Christmas may become more special if we have ‘that person’ to celebrate it with. But, I think every Christmas or birthday, etc. that I celebrate without ‘that person’ is already special because who knows it might be my last holiday or my second to the last or my fifth..(ok, you get the point) without 'that person'. Thus making my every day un-ordinary.
Am I becoming senseless?
Anyway, visit http://datejoaquin.com.
Gaya nga ng sabi nya, I might just be your(and Joaquin’s) cupid.
:o)
Thursday, October 12, 2006
I am here not to start the race, but to finish it.
Things aren't so well right now.
But I don't think of them that much.
I'll just get upset.
I just remind myself, "These too shall pass.."
Besides, I am serving a God who is greater than all there is in this world.
oOo
it's hard to please everybody, and if you do, or even try, you'll end up making your life miserable..
but it's hard not to..
but i have to try..
But I don't think of them that much.
I'll just get upset.
I just remind myself, "These too shall pass.."
Besides, I am serving a God who is greater than all there is in this world.
oOo
it's hard to please everybody, and if you do, or even try, you'll end up making your life miserable..
but it's hard not to..
but i have to try..
Monday, July 31, 2006
You...
You are created for a deeper purpose.
You are worth more than you think you are.
You can give more - love, financial blesings, hugs, kisses, comfort, time - than you are actually giving now.
You are a blessing to many others.
You are precious and beautiful.
You are going to get there - that perfect place - in God's time.
You can be greater.
You may not be perfect but you can be better.
It is not an accident that you are reading this. Maybe God is telling you the same things now, check your heart.
Smile.
Life is beautiful, right?
You are worth more than you think you are.
You can give more - love, financial blesings, hugs, kisses, comfort, time - than you are actually giving now.
You are a blessing to many others.
You are precious and beautiful.
You are going to get there - that perfect place - in God's time.
You can be greater.
You may not be perfect but you can be better.
It is not an accident that you are reading this. Maybe God is telling you the same things now, check your heart.
Smile.
Life is beautiful, right?
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
Walking on water
It’s a sad reality that people can leave you in a second. Some will come back after a month or two sometimes even after a year. But the hardest is, when they don’t come back at all…for good.
As I was blog-hopping, I learned that a friend of one of my batch mates passed away early this year. I felt sad, and surprised because I don’t even know this guy but I felt just so heartbroken. Probably because he was just my age, but it was more because of the question “What if he hadn’t accepted Christ as his Savior yet? What if nobody had shared the Good News to him?” I felt guilty for the reason that it’s my responsibility as a Christian to lead more lost souls to Christ. Everyday more and more people are dying without even knowing who Jesus is, some are even unfamiliar with the name of Jesus. This is a heartrending fact.
oOo
On the lighter side, life has never been this great. I’m slowly picking up the pieces of my once broken life. I’m learning that it’s ok to commit mistakes, I’m not perfect, no one is except the Lord. And that makes it even greater, imagine I am living this life for the One who is perfect. What could be better than that, eh?
In the past, whenever I do something wrong, like when I know I had hurt someone else’s feelings, it would take me time to forgive myself. Thank God, I am now passed that stage. I have an understanding God. And He sees my heart ♥.
What’s important is that I am again willing to walk on water. I had stepped out of the boat 5 years ago, and never will I return to that boat, I’d rather let myself get in the boats of other people so that they too can experience what it’s like to walk on water with the Creator. That’s what keeps me floating.
As I was blog-hopping, I learned that a friend of one of my batch mates passed away early this year. I felt sad, and surprised because I don’t even know this guy but I felt just so heartbroken. Probably because he was just my age, but it was more because of the question “What if he hadn’t accepted Christ as his Savior yet? What if nobody had shared the Good News to him?” I felt guilty for the reason that it’s my responsibility as a Christian to lead more lost souls to Christ. Everyday more and more people are dying without even knowing who Jesus is, some are even unfamiliar with the name of Jesus. This is a heartrending fact.
oOo
On the lighter side, life has never been this great. I’m slowly picking up the pieces of my once broken life. I’m learning that it’s ok to commit mistakes, I’m not perfect, no one is except the Lord. And that makes it even greater, imagine I am living this life for the One who is perfect. What could be better than that, eh?
In the past, whenever I do something wrong, like when I know I had hurt someone else’s feelings, it would take me time to forgive myself. Thank God, I am now passed that stage. I have an understanding God. And He sees my heart ♥.
What’s important is that I am again willing to walk on water. I had stepped out of the boat 5 years ago, and never will I return to that boat, I’d rather let myself get in the boats of other people so that they too can experience what it’s like to walk on water with the Creator. That’s what keeps me floating.
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Getting lost in familiar roads
My Mum left this morning for the States. When I was on my way home from the airport, I got lost. I must’ve missed a turn or something. The funny thing was it took me more than 10-15 minutes to actually acknowledge that I, indeed, am lost. Although, I was already starting to doubt that I’m driving on the wrong side of the road. Once, I got on the right road, I found myself asking “What happened? How could I possibly get myself lost?” That wasn’t the first time I have driven in Parañaque, I’ve been there too many times.
Well, whatever is the reason behind my getting lost earlier, I don’t know, but it sure had happened to me before. The only difference is, it was not on the roads of Parañaque, it was on the roads of my spiritual journey. I have been lost heaps of times. I was too often blinded by a myriad of worldly things that I have forgotten the basics of life.
oOo
Life is so much beautiful.
Bravura!
Well, whatever is the reason behind my getting lost earlier, I don’t know, but it sure had happened to me before. The only difference is, it was not on the roads of Parañaque, it was on the roads of my spiritual journey. I have been lost heaps of times. I was too often blinded by a myriad of worldly things that I have forgotten the basics of life.
oOo
Life is so much beautiful.
Bravura!
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
i wonder as i wander
Man, everybody seems to be leaving.
My mum’s leaving for the glamorous US of A on the 23rd..i think.
An officemate left also, just this week. He’ll be working in Singapore.
My Momi Matet left last Sunday. She first went to Hong Kong for some tour, and she’s probably in China by this time.
And good old me is still here in good old Philippines. (Don't get me wrong, i love it here!)
I want some change in my life, something nice, something unexpected.
I want to go somewhere else, somewhere far.
I want to try skydiving or skiing.
I want to do something crazy and fun and memorable.
I want to treat everyone in my family to one whole week of vacation/relaxation in a really beautiful, serene, spectacular place.
I want to make all these I-want-to’s to come about.
Someday, maybe..i hope.
Lastly, I want to go back to His dwelling place. Feel secure and loved and understood. Please me see the path that leads back to You. And when I get there, I’ll leave no more. I’ll be content holding Your hand.
My mum’s leaving for the glamorous US of A on the 23rd..i think.
An officemate left also, just this week. He’ll be working in Singapore.
My Momi Matet left last Sunday. She first went to Hong Kong for some tour, and she’s probably in China by this time.
And good old me is still here in good old Philippines. (Don't get me wrong, i love it here!)
I want some change in my life, something nice, something unexpected.
I want to go somewhere else, somewhere far.
I want to try skydiving or skiing.
I want to do something crazy and fun and memorable.
I want to treat everyone in my family to one whole week of vacation/relaxation in a really beautiful, serene, spectacular place.
I want to make all these I-want-to’s to come about.
Someday, maybe..i hope.
Lastly, I want to go back to His dwelling place. Feel secure and loved and understood. Please me see the path that leads back to You. And when I get there, I’ll leave no more. I’ll be content holding Your hand.
Monday, May 15, 2006
A Time for Everything
A Time for Everything
Ecclesiastes 3 (NLT)
1
There is a time for everything,
a season for every activity under heaven.
2
A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3
A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to rebuild.
4
A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5
A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6
A time to search and a time to lose.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7
A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak up.
8
A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace.
o0o
Those verses are just perfect when I feel like I want to get over with this-and-that and can't wait to move on. Or when I'm in the why-is-this-happening stage. It reminds me that there's always a time for everything, no hurrying should be done but of course that doesn't give me the liberty to be lethargic.
Friday, May 12, 2006
Unfathomable
I can not pretend that
I understand it all
I can only trust in the beauty of Your promises
Who am I to question Your greatness
But still You listen to every word I say
When all else fail, You even take my place
To bear all the pains and the shame
Now I know
You are always with me
Beside me
When I look back and see all the mess I’ve gotten myself into
I am reminded of every tear I caused You
But You held me in Your arms and prompted me
That it was all part of the past
That You have forgiven me
That Your love for me yesterday, today, and tomorrow shall remain unchanged
Now, I still am not perfect
I still doubt and worry at times
But everything else is expunged when I’m reminded of You
Because You are the ultimate reason of why I’m here, of all these trials and triumphs
I now live for You
If I was a planet, You will be the sun
I will choose to be Mercury so I could be the one nearest You
So I could get a glimpse of Your every miracle
So I could hear Your every sigh
So I could watch You closely
So I could experience what it’s like to be intimately near You
o0o
I am not a writer, I was never one. I only become a writer every night when I record my everyday comings and goings in my private journal. Or when I do write on this blog.
But today, I don’t know what has gotten into me. I was able to find the words to express what’s in my heart.
I know the lines aren’t perfect, there’s no rhyme. It’s not a masterpiece. But it’s from my heart and it’s something special.
I’m just grateful for everything that has been happening for me and my family.Well, none of us (dad, mum and I) got promoted or had a raise. Neither one of my sisters received a special award last March. But I’m thankful. Knowing that even when I get stripped off of every material possession, of friends, of relatives, of the people I love the most... I will be fine. I shall be fine. I shall not be moved. For He is with me. He alone is enough. He is my strength, my provider, my comforter, my Father.
I understand it all
I can only trust in the beauty of Your promises
Who am I to question Your greatness
But still You listen to every word I say
When all else fail, You even take my place
To bear all the pains and the shame
Now I know
You are always with me
Beside me
When I look back and see all the mess I’ve gotten myself into
I am reminded of every tear I caused You
But You held me in Your arms and prompted me
That it was all part of the past
That You have forgiven me
That Your love for me yesterday, today, and tomorrow shall remain unchanged
Now, I still am not perfect
I still doubt and worry at times
But everything else is expunged when I’m reminded of You
Because You are the ultimate reason of why I’m here, of all these trials and triumphs
I now live for You
If I was a planet, You will be the sun
I will choose to be Mercury so I could be the one nearest You
So I could get a glimpse of Your every miracle
So I could hear Your every sigh
So I could watch You closely
So I could experience what it’s like to be intimately near You
o0o
I am not a writer, I was never one. I only become a writer every night when I record my everyday comings and goings in my private journal. Or when I do write on this blog.
But today, I don’t know what has gotten into me. I was able to find the words to express what’s in my heart.
I know the lines aren’t perfect, there’s no rhyme. It’s not a masterpiece. But it’s from my heart and it’s something special.
I’m just grateful for everything that has been happening for me and my family.Well, none of us (dad, mum and I) got promoted or had a raise. Neither one of my sisters received a special award last March. But I’m thankful. Knowing that even when I get stripped off of every material possession, of friends, of relatives, of the people I love the most... I will be fine. I shall be fine. I shall not be moved. For He is with me. He alone is enough. He is my strength, my provider, my comforter, my Father.
Thursday, May 11, 2006
...
Where art thou?
You who understand me best even in silence
You who play dulcet music to fill the deafening sound of stillness
You who whisper sweet words to complement the lovely night spent with you
Tell me.
Or should I just wait.
And wait.
It doesn't matter.
When all I really want is to be with you.x-ing the x
just because i'm still a lasallian at heart...and bored?!
( ) get caught by the DO
(x) wear inappropriate attire (shirt, shorts, and slippers)
(x) watch a UAAP la salle vs ateneo game live in araneta
(x) eat at AGNO
( ) smoke at AGNO
(x) hangout at AGNO
(x) hangout at a friend's condo
(x) sing the alma mater
( ) swim at the olympic size swimming pool
(x) have class in all the buildings (minus Mutien Marie and STRC )
( ) use the football field
(x) hang out in ampitheater
(x) watch something during the u-break in the ampitheater
(x) cross enroll
( ) be a 1st honors dean's lister
( ) be a 2nd honors dean's lister
(x) get a 0.0
(x) get a 4.0 (except P.E and NSTP)
(x) eat in mcdonalds
(x) eat in UM (KFC included)
(x) eat somewhere outside near the campus (not fastfood)
(x) borrow/reserve something in the IMS
(x) get a major or minor offense
(x) go out with 5 or more blockmates during freshmen
(x) walk around the campus with 4 or more blockmates after freshmen
(x) cut a class together with blockmates
(x) beg for a higher grade during course card distribution
(x) adjust
(x) be active in an organization
(x) be a member of TAPAT or SANTUGON
(x) be stereotyped by others according to your college (CBE, COE, COS, CLA, CCS, cED)
(x) get an alarm sound when you scan your id
( ) talk to your LAMB aside from LPEP
( ) be deceived by the false names of professors in the on-line enrollment
(x) pay surcharge
(x) go to the chapel
(x) hear mass
(x) visit the museum
(x) know a xerox lady
(x) sleep in the library
(x) get to know mang jack
(x) get to know jenny
( ) got/given something to someone during the valentines week
(x) have a class after 6:00 pm
(x) talk about someone passing by while on a bench in SJ walk
(x) study in conservatory
(x) print somewhere near outside the campus
(x) type somewhere near outside the campus
(x) cram
(x) do a last minute paper
( ) date a lasallian
(x) have a crush on your blockmate
(x) have a crush on your classmate
( ) have a crush on your professor
( ) attend a seminar outside lasalle
(x) talk to a lasallian celebrity (model, actress, vj, etc.)
(x) sleep in a class
( ) have/had a lasallian girlfriend/boyfriend
( ) be in a conflict with a professor
(x) witness pda inside the campus
(x) use a computer in the computer laboratories
( ) be drunk somewhere near outside the campus
(x) forget your ID at home
(x) get exempted from finals
(x) stay at school till 10:00 or later
(x) actually read a whole article in The Lasallian
(x) actually read a whole article in Plaridel
(x) took time to look at the 'Proudly Lasallian' stands in the campus
(x) thought that yuchengco restrooms are the best restrooms
(x) shifted / planned to shift
(x) read a whole book borrowed at the library
(x) eat inside the classroom
(x) get a txt or call with your cellphone not in silent mode during class
(x) spend money for 1X1 ID pictures
( ) break something in the laboratory
( ) ask the library for an endorsement
(x) entered the thesis room in the library
(x) searched a professor in the DLSU website
(x) park in the beach
(x) park in Sports Complex
(x) eat siomai (inside or outside near the school)
(x) tasked to photocopy for a bunch of people
(x) enter a job fair in campus
(x) buy a raffle ticket, donate something, sign a signature campaign inside the campus
( ) sell raffle tickets, ask for donations, made people sign signature campaigns inside the campus
(x) watch something at night in the yuchengco theater
(x) make a video for a class project
(x) make a powerpoint presentation
(x) give a very low evaluation to a professor
(x) eat inside the java cafe
(x) be pissed with a guard
(x) go to the clinic
(x) nearly reached / reached excess absences
(x) pick a popular professor (infamous, cool, generous, cute) for a subject
(x) be the one to make the 'mass overload sound' in an elevator
(x) buy something in the bookstore
(x) lose your cellphone
(x) wear inappropriate attire (shirt, shorts, and slippers)
(x) watch a UAAP la salle vs ateneo game live in araneta
(x) eat at AGNO
( ) smoke at AGNO
(x) hangout at AGNO
(x) hangout at a friend's condo
(x) sing the alma mater
( ) swim at the olympic size swimming pool
(x) have class in all the buildings (minus Mutien Marie and STRC )
( ) use the football field
(x) hang out in ampitheater
(x) watch something during the u-break in the ampitheater
(x) cross enroll
( ) be a 1st honors dean's lister
( ) be a 2nd honors dean's lister
(x) get a 0.0
(x) get a 4.0 (except P.E and NSTP)
(x) eat in mcdonalds
(x) eat in UM (KFC included)
(x) eat somewhere outside near the campus (not fastfood)
(x) borrow/reserve something in the IMS
(x) get a major or minor offense
(x) go out with 5 or more blockmates during freshmen
(x) walk around the campus with 4 or more blockmates after freshmen
(x) cut a class together with blockmates
(x) beg for a higher grade during course card distribution
(x) adjust
(x) be active in an organization
(x) be a member of TAPAT or SANTUGON
(x) be stereotyped by others according to your college (CBE, COE, COS, CLA, CCS, cED)
(x) get an alarm sound when you scan your id
( ) talk to your LAMB aside from LPEP
( ) be deceived by the false names of professors in the on-line enrollment
(x) pay surcharge
(x) go to the chapel
(x) hear mass
(x) visit the museum
(x) know a xerox lady
(x) sleep in the library
(x) get to know mang jack
(x) get to know jenny
( ) got/given something to someone during the valentines week
(x) have a class after 6:00 pm
(x) talk about someone passing by while on a bench in SJ walk
(x) study in conservatory
(x) print somewhere near outside the campus
(x) type somewhere near outside the campus
(x) cram
(x) do a last minute paper
( ) date a lasallian
(x) have a crush on your blockmate
(x) have a crush on your classmate
( ) have a crush on your professor
( ) attend a seminar outside lasalle
(x) talk to a lasallian celebrity (model, actress, vj, etc.)
(x) sleep in a class
( ) have/had a lasallian girlfriend/boyfriend
( ) be in a conflict with a professor
(x) witness pda inside the campus
(x) use a computer in the computer laboratories
( ) be drunk somewhere near outside the campus
(x) forget your ID at home
(x) get exempted from finals
(x) stay at school till 10:00 or later
(x) actually read a whole article in The Lasallian
(x) actually read a whole article in Plaridel
(x) took time to look at the 'Proudly Lasallian' stands in the campus
(x) thought that yuchengco restrooms are the best restrooms
(x) shifted / planned to shift
(x) read a whole book borrowed at the library
(x) eat inside the classroom
(x) get a txt or call with your cellphone not in silent mode during class
(x) spend money for 1X1 ID pictures
( ) break something in the laboratory
( ) ask the library for an endorsement
(x) entered the thesis room in the library
(x) searched a professor in the DLSU website
(x) park in the beach
(x) park in Sports Complex
(x) eat siomai (inside or outside near the school)
(x) tasked to photocopy for a bunch of people
(x) enter a job fair in campus
(x) buy a raffle ticket, donate something, sign a signature campaign inside the campus
( ) sell raffle tickets, ask for donations, made people sign signature campaigns inside the campus
(x) watch something at night in the yuchengco theater
(x) make a video for a class project
(x) make a powerpoint presentation
(x) give a very low evaluation to a professor
(x) eat inside the java cafe
(x) be pissed with a guard
(x) go to the clinic
(x) nearly reached / reached excess absences
(x) pick a popular professor (infamous, cool, generous, cute) for a subject
(x) be the one to make the 'mass overload sound' in an elevator
(x) buy something in the bookstore
(x) lose your cellphone
Monday, May 08, 2006
"Who am I?"
Who Am I
by Casting Crowns
album: Casting Crowns (2003)
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours
I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours I am Yours
o0o
gaaaah....i love this song. It's so true. How can God love me this much? I sin, i doubt, i even worry. Yet He forgives me. Thank you Abba Father.
by Casting Crowns
album: Casting Crowns (2003)
Who am I, that the Lord of all the earth
Would care to know my name
Would care to feel my hurt
Who am I, that the Bright and Morning Star
Would choose to light the way
For my ever wandering heart
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours, I am Yours
Who am I, that the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love and watch me rise again
Who am I, that the voice that calmed the sea
Would call out through the rain
And calm the storm in me
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours
Not because of who I am
But because of what You've done
Not because of what I've done
But because of who You are
I am a flower quickly fading
Here today and gone tomorrow
A wave tossed in the ocean
Vapor in the wind
Still You hear me when I'm calling
Lord, You catch me when I'm falling
And You've told me who I am
I am Yours
I am Yours
Whom shall I fear
Whom shall I fear
'Cause I am Yours I am Yours
o0o
gaaaah....i love this song. It's so true. How can God love me this much? I sin, i doubt, i even worry. Yet He forgives me. Thank you Abba Father.
untitled?!?
Ok, well, the moving to “that” place isn’t materializing as far as I’m concerned. Why?
Because I’m not doing anything about it anymore. I stopped gathering information about GRE and TOEFL exams plus these exams are so pricey. And, I have gotten tired of looking for other universities.
Also, I’m not really sure if that’s what I want for my life. Honestly, I just want a simple life. But then, of course the idea of living somewhere else excites me, who isn’t anyway.
Maybe, it’s not really about living somewhere else, maybe it’s because I just know that I’m made for better things. Not that I’m not loving what I’m doing right now, of course I love my job, I love where I’m at right now. It’s just that, there’s gotta be more than this.
So much for that.
I’ve been bloghopping this past few days, and I’ve read blogs of different people from different places and walks of life. Some of the blogs i have read are even written by local celebs. It’s a reminder that these young people that I see on billboards/tv are just as emo, as real as I am. I just hope that people would learn to respect their newfound niche online, it’s sad that there are those who’d post nasty comments on their blog. Well, it’s so pathetic. Give the guy a break! It isn’t that easy to pour out those sentiments and make it available for everyone to read. Well, in case you are a celeb blogger (*which is very unlikely to happen :o) *) and you’re reading this, keep it real!
oOo
"Ill that God blesses is our good, and unblest good is ill;
And all is right that seems most wrong, if it be His sweet will."-Hudson Taylor
Because I’m not doing anything about it anymore. I stopped gathering information about GRE and TOEFL exams plus these exams are so pricey. And, I have gotten tired of looking for other universities.
Also, I’m not really sure if that’s what I want for my life. Honestly, I just want a simple life. But then, of course the idea of living somewhere else excites me, who isn’t anyway.
Maybe, it’s not really about living somewhere else, maybe it’s because I just know that I’m made for better things. Not that I’m not loving what I’m doing right now, of course I love my job, I love where I’m at right now. It’s just that, there’s gotta be more than this.
So much for that.
I’ve been bloghopping this past few days, and I’ve read blogs of different people from different places and walks of life. Some of the blogs i have read are even written by local celebs. It’s a reminder that these young people that I see on billboards/tv are just as emo, as real as I am. I just hope that people would learn to respect their newfound niche online, it’s sad that there are those who’d post nasty comments on their blog. Well, it’s so pathetic. Give the guy a break! It isn’t that easy to pour out those sentiments and make it available for everyone to read. Well, in case you are a celeb blogger (*which is very unlikely to happen :o) *) and you’re reading this, keep it real!
oOo
"Ill that God blesses is our good, and unblest good is ill;
And all is right that seems most wrong, if it be His sweet will."-Hudson Taylor
Friday, April 21, 2006
i hate it. i'm hating it. i hate me. i'm hating me.
was: happy, carefree, excited, loved
now: hate. hate. hate. stubborn.
i know it's wrong but why am i allowing it to happen...
arggh.
life.
can be so complicated.
Tuesday, April 18, 2006
That perfect moment
I wonder what it's like to hold your hand
I wonder what it's like to caress your beautiful face
I wonder what it's like to just sit beside you under the dark sky
I wonder what it's like to share with you a cold drink or whatever your favorite dish is
I wonder what it's like to have your arms wrapped around me
I wonder what it's like to let my fingers run through your soft, brown hair
I wonder what it's like to walk barefooted with you along the shores of a serene blue beach
stalk me not
Ok, so I was browsing through some blogs of people I do not know and yes, of some people that I know of, a few of them doesn't know me (it's NOT stalking, it's uhmm..) I'm always fascinated whenever I see that 'other side' of the people I know. Be it their artistic, creepy, geeky, soft, and sometimes even their troubled side, I always find myself astonished. It just makes me more interested and keen to be acquainted with them.
Trust His heart
Life is so beautiful. Yes, not all are turning out the way I’d like them but that’s what makes life more beautiful. It’s the flaws, the unexpected realities, the unpredictable situations that reminds me to look up and trust His heart.
I’ve learned to trust Him, when nothing makes sense, for in the end what really matters is how much I’ve allowed God to take control of the things I can’t control. That’s the essence of His lordship over my life anyway. For now, I’m just being obedient (well, I try..).
I’ve learned to trust Him, when nothing makes sense, for in the end what really matters is how much I’ve allowed God to take control of the things I can’t control. That’s the essence of His lordship over my life anyway. For now, I’m just being obedient (well, I try..).
Friday, January 13, 2006
MOVED: reflections
Living a life that is not according to His will is the loneliest, worthless life..
Everything is pointless..
Everything is pointless..
Thursday, January 12, 2006
MOVED: something to read :o)
In 1991, when Rolling Stone interviewed Dylan on the occasion of his 50th birthday, he gave a curious response when the interviewer asked him if he was happy. He fell silent for a few moments and stared at his hands. 'You know,' he said, 'these are yuppie words, happiness and unhappiness. It's not happiness or unhappiness, it's either blessed or unblessed.'
This record was written somewhere between the blessed and the unblessed, between the godly and the ungodly by a few young urban professionals from San Diego. These songs are dreams and questions, bleeding together, breathing in and out- always somewhere between life and death. And I feel this tension, this distance now more than ever, like a numbing ache... deep inside. The distance between the way things are and the way they could be, the distance between the shadow and the sun. And this is where we exist: within the paradox. Living out our lives: oxygen and carbon and hydrogen and so on... This record was the attempt to make something beautiful in filthy backstage dressing rooms everywhere, trying to sing something true with a broken heart. This record was written about things that I don't understand.
And yes, there's more than a wink of irony in all of this: making music from our most intimate thoughts and selling these songs online for a dollar a pop. Singing an anthem every night about how "we were meant to live for so much more" and many times feeling like a failure; singing "I dare you to move"and feeling trapped. Both loving and hating all the fuss that the music has brought. Knowing that even Rock and Roll, perhaps the best job in the world will not make me happy (in the yuppie sense of the word).
And yes, this American life is absurd! a strange paradox indeed... Perhaps no amount of money, sex, or power has ever satisfied us before, but maybe today will be different! Maybe this new purchase will make me happy! And the sun rises and sets once more- another day, another dollar. A carbonated beverage will help to chase your insecurities away. This new product will help to fill the meaningless void I feel inside. And so I drink the beverage, wear the clothes, and watch the war on TV. meaningless. meaning less.
Do we hunt our ridiculous suburban dreams like the neighborhood cat? Have we quietly fallen in line with the advertisement? Are we driven by ego uncontrolled, our lives simply vain pursuits of meaningless ends? Do we attempt to validate our existence by materiel means, relational acquisitions, sexual conquests, fiscal achievement, and cultural prowess? It was another jewish man who said something like this a while back.
"All is meaningless,"
Declares the teacher.
"Meaningless, meaningless,
Everything is meaningless"
For me, there is a terrible, wonderful freedom in coming to terms with these un-happy, un-yuppie words. It's a strange consolation in our dizzy and breathless race for happiness to find that you will never outrun the horizon. It's an avalanche you can't escape. It's a fatal wound that you cannot heal. If you fall on this rock you will be broken, if it falls on you you will be crushed. You see, this album started with a blow between the eyes that I am still recovering from, that's really all I've got to offer these days.
So in the half-light glow of radio shows, music videos, and greedy billboard charts I am aware of a darkness that is beyond me, I am coming to terms with my unbelief. No, I don't believe in rock and roll. No, I don't believe in the success that we've achieved. And no, I don't believe in me. In a free market world of the bought and sold I feel caught in between. I believe I've heard about a man who was exploited to sell everything from indulgences to the wars of men. And yet he offered only one bitter pill that was not easily marketed. Maybe that's what this record hopes to be: a simple bitter pill of truth that steps outside of our hamster wheel and looks up at the stars and beyond.
Maybe Dylan was right when he said Rock and Roll isn't Rock and Roll anymore. I've met so many lonely, desperate, beautiful people over the past few years. Yeah, I've got a bitter pill to swallow, but it just might be true. Maybe our lives drift quietly by and we can't stop the current. Maybe this modern river leads to the sea of death, where no medicine can cure these ills. Perhaps our restless wanting is satisfied only outside of ourselves.
It was another jewish man who said something like this, "If you seek to gain your soul you will lose it." I am on a journey that will one day come to final terms with these words.
This record was written somewhere between the blessed and the unblessed, between the godly and the ungodly by a few young urban professionals from San Diego. These songs are dreams and questions, bleeding together, breathing in and out- always somewhere between life and death. And I feel this tension, this distance now more than ever, like a numbing ache... deep inside. The distance between the way things are and the way they could be, the distance between the shadow and the sun. And this is where we exist: within the paradox. Living out our lives: oxygen and carbon and hydrogen and so on... This record was the attempt to make something beautiful in filthy backstage dressing rooms everywhere, trying to sing something true with a broken heart. This record was written about things that I don't understand.
And yes, there's more than a wink of irony in all of this: making music from our most intimate thoughts and selling these songs online for a dollar a pop. Singing an anthem every night about how "we were meant to live for so much more" and many times feeling like a failure; singing "I dare you to move"and feeling trapped. Both loving and hating all the fuss that the music has brought. Knowing that even Rock and Roll, perhaps the best job in the world will not make me happy (in the yuppie sense of the word).
And yes, this American life is absurd! a strange paradox indeed... Perhaps no amount of money, sex, or power has ever satisfied us before, but maybe today will be different! Maybe this new purchase will make me happy! And the sun rises and sets once more- another day, another dollar. A carbonated beverage will help to chase your insecurities away. This new product will help to fill the meaningless void I feel inside. And so I drink the beverage, wear the clothes, and watch the war on TV. meaningless. meaning less.
Do we hunt our ridiculous suburban dreams like the neighborhood cat? Have we quietly fallen in line with the advertisement? Are we driven by ego uncontrolled, our lives simply vain pursuits of meaningless ends? Do we attempt to validate our existence by materiel means, relational acquisitions, sexual conquests, fiscal achievement, and cultural prowess? It was another jewish man who said something like this a while back.
"All is meaningless,"
Declares the teacher.
"Meaningless, meaningless,
Everything is meaningless"
For me, there is a terrible, wonderful freedom in coming to terms with these un-happy, un-yuppie words. It's a strange consolation in our dizzy and breathless race for happiness to find that you will never outrun the horizon. It's an avalanche you can't escape. It's a fatal wound that you cannot heal. If you fall on this rock you will be broken, if it falls on you you will be crushed. You see, this album started with a blow between the eyes that I am still recovering from, that's really all I've got to offer these days.
So in the half-light glow of radio shows, music videos, and greedy billboard charts I am aware of a darkness that is beyond me, I am coming to terms with my unbelief. No, I don't believe in rock and roll. No, I don't believe in the success that we've achieved. And no, I don't believe in me. In a free market world of the bought and sold I feel caught in between. I believe I've heard about a man who was exploited to sell everything from indulgences to the wars of men. And yet he offered only one bitter pill that was not easily marketed. Maybe that's what this record hopes to be: a simple bitter pill of truth that steps outside of our hamster wheel and looks up at the stars and beyond.
Maybe Dylan was right when he said Rock and Roll isn't Rock and Roll anymore. I've met so many lonely, desperate, beautiful people over the past few years. Yeah, I've got a bitter pill to swallow, but it just might be true. Maybe our lives drift quietly by and we can't stop the current. Maybe this modern river leads to the sea of death, where no medicine can cure these ills. Perhaps our restless wanting is satisfied only outside of ourselves.
It was another jewish man who said something like this, "If you seek to gain your soul you will lose it." I am on a journey that will one day come to final terms with these words.
-JON FOREMAN on Nothing Is Sound Album, SWITCHFOOT
http://www.switchfoot.com/musicmain.htm
http://www.switchfoot.com/musicmain.htm
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