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Eyes That Never See; Ears That Never Hear - from On the Anvil by Max Lucado

2009-04-13T12:05:00.002+08:00

He's a deadly snake. Mark my words. Satan's snake. Be on your guard.

He's sly and wily. He lurks in eery dark corner and musty hole. He strikes with abandon. The old, the rich, the poor, the young --- all are his prey. He worms his way into every life and seldom misses his target.

And what slyness! We never know when he will strike. When he will creep up, we never know. All we see are the results of his deadly bite: blank faces, nonreflective hearts, questionless minds, empty lives. A trail cluttered with broken hearts and tears.

Who is this snake? Greed? Lust? Egotism? No (even though they are just as deadly). No, I'm unmasking the vilest of hell's vipers --- complacence.

We live in a world plagued by complacence.

We're complacent to hope. Many people settle for a stale,vanilla lifestyle that peaks at age seventeen. Hope? What's to hpe for? Life is a paycheck and a weekend. Nothing more. You'd think we all had blinders. It's like one car after another driving off a cliff, no one daring to object. ike watercolor names painted on a sidewalk...washing away in an August rain.

We're complacent to death. Masked faces at funeral endure the procession; weep at the burial; and then, a few hours later, giggle at the television comic. "The only way to handle death is to accept it as inevitable. Don't question it or defy it. You'll walk away depressed. Close your eyes. Put your hands over your ears. There is no explanation". We stand complacent.

We're complacent to God. Churchgoers pack the pews and sing to the back of someone's head. Fellowship is lost in formality. One, two, three times a week people pay their dues by walking in the door, enduring a ritual, and walking out. Guilt is appeased. God is insulted. Are we so naive as to think that he needs our attendance? Are we so ignorant that we put God in a box, thinking he can be taken in and out at our convenience?

We're complacent to purpose. How in the world can a person be born, be educated, fall in or out of love, ahve a job, be married, give birth, raise kids, see death, cry, scream, giggle, drink, eat, smoke, climb up or down the ladder, retire, and die without ever, ever asking why? Never asking "Why am I here?" Or worse yet, asking why and being content with no answer. History is jam-packed with lives that died with no purpose. Neighborhoods reek with mediocrity. Office complexes are painted gray with boredom. Nine-to-fivers are hypnotized by routine. But does anyone object? Does anyone defy the machinery? Does anyone ask why?

Sometimes I want to stand at the corner of the street and yell, "Doesn't anyone want to know why? Why lonely evenings? Why broken hearts? Why abandoned marriages? Why fatherless babies?" But I never yell it. I just stick my hands in my pockets and stare...and wonder.

The most deadly trick of Satan is not to rob us of answers. It's to steal our questions.
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At the end of the chapter is a guide question, "What is the difference between contentment and complacency?"

Personally, complacency for me brings to mind idleness and/or lack of motivation/inspiration...state of being satisfied at the current situation because of simply wanting to do nothing more. When I read this chapter, it strikes me that Satan doesn't want us to challenge and to analyze , thus he "steals our questions". He suggests lies such as "I'm not harming anybody so it's okay this way". But if we stay "this way", we stagnate. Satan can twist complacency in many ways to make it look like contentment.

Complacency in God is being "lukewarm" in faith. God warns us of this in Revelations 3:15-16, I know your deeds, that you are neither cold nor hot. I wish you were either one or the other! So because you are lukewarm --- neither hot nor cold --- I am about to spit you out of my mouth."

On the other hand, contentment is exemplified clearly by no other than the apostle Paul when he shared that he had learned the "secret" of being content in any and every situation...he can do all things through Christ who gives him strength (Philippians 4:11-13). His contentment is in Christ --- in his promises, in his power, and in his faithfulness. Paul's contentment did not STOP him from doing God's work. Instead he kept running the race. He kept pressing on toward the goal (Philippians 3:14).

Contentment therefore, is also not an excuse to stop. Instead, contentment should urge us to continue, knowing that the Source of our strength cannot be exhausted. Let us share this "secret" to everyone. God bless!

Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Romans 12:11

On the Anvil by Max Lucado: No more Curtain

2009-04-11T22:58:00.002+08:00

Sidenote (first):
I just finished reading the book, On the Anvil, by Max Lucado, yesterday. I bought this at MV Doulos last March 28, together with two other books and a Hillsong album (United we Stand). As always, Max Lucado's books are easy to read and 'relatable' because of the way the writings are presented in illustrations you could picture out as you read along. He uses simple words creatively to animate your thoughts. His works are not just written, it's communicated .

I just want to share this short chapter on the book, in time for this season. (Will probably share another chapter in my next post.)
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Chapter 22: NO MORE CURTAIN!

The annual event always drew a crowd. The priest would solemnly ascend the temple steps, bearing the blood of the sacrifice. As the people waited outside, he would pass through the great curtain and enter the Holy of Holies. He would sprinkle the mercy seat above the ark and pray that the blood would appease God. The sins would be rolled back. And the people would sigh with relief.

A great curtain hung as a reminder of the distance between God and man. It was like a deep chasm that no one could bridge. Man on his island...quarantined because of sin.

God could have left it like that. He could have left the people isolated. He could have washed his hands of the whole mess. He could have turned back, tossed in the towel, and started over to another planet. He could have, you know.

But he didn't.

God himself bridged the chasm. In the darkness of an eclipsed sun, he and a lamb stood in the Holy of Holies. He laid the lamb on the alstar. Not the lamb of a priest or a Jew or a shepherd but the Lamb of God. The angels hushed as the blood of the Sufficient Sacrifice began to fall on the golden altar. Where had dropped the blood of lambs, now dripped the blood of life.

"Behold the Lamb of God."

And then it happened. God turned and looked one last time at the curtain.

"No more." And it was torn...from top to bottom. Ripped in two.

"No more!"

"No more curtain!"

"No more sacrifices!"

"No more separation!"

And the sun came out.

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At the moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom...Matthew 27:51 (NIV)

In Moses' time, the blood of the lamb was used to mark the houses of the Israelites so they will be spared of the destructive plague on Egypt (The passover - Exodus 12). In the same way, the blood of the Lamb of God will spare us from the judgment of God when he comes...IF we only believe and have faith that Jesus died in our place on the cross, and on the third day he rose from the dead and taken up into heaven and sat at the right hand of God...to believe that when Jesus died on the cross, our sins died with him...to understand that no other sacrifice is acceptable to God, except the sacrifice of his Son, Jesus. Through Jesus, we can have our relationship with God and be part of his family.

You just have to come to Jesus and believe in him and what he's done with all your heart. Accept him as your personal Lord and Savior. Humbly come to him as you are --- sinful and unworthy, weary, broken & lonely. Jesus will lovingly welcome you into his arms.

B1G4 shots!!!

2008-12-04T18:49:00.018+08:00

November 29 - December 1, 2008
Chateau Royale, Nasugbu Batangas

B1G 4 (Be One with God 4) Singles Retreat

for more pictures and information, please visit the official site http://beonewithgod.multiply.com/

I can't wait for the B1G 5 retreat (oh, did I really say that? This means I'll still be single by that time. Heh-heh!)

happy birthday nik-nik!!!

2008-12-04T18:40:00.004+08:00

it was my cutie-cute niece's 4th birthday last Monday, December 1st...

"i come in peace"

smile!!!

alien or tweety bird???

"too close tita...you're making me see double."

i wonder what will her reaction be when she looks at this post, say 10 years from now? "My tita is embarrassing me!", i guess that's one. no nik-nik, tita is so0o0o0o proud of you! just look at cutie you, posing just like the way i do... ;)

"i'm bored"

wait, did i write "10 years"?!? will blogger still host for free? will blogger survive another 10 years? will i be able to maintain this for 10 years? hmmmmnnn, 'nuff! it doesn't matter. i just did this post to greet nik-nik a happy birthday!

happy birthday princess aliyah monica!

all i want for Christmas is...

2008-11-21T18:20:00.002+08:00

macbook entry level...

or can I have this instead???puleeeeeeeeeeeeeeezzzzzzzzzzzzz...

what will i do with "my" mac??? lotsss!!! pictures, music, movies, anime, games, downloads, and of course...BLOG!

feel free to donate. anyone??? ;)

Bob Ong wisdom (on love)

2008-11-13T19:00:00.000+08:00

I received this email from Ana (my faithful clicker. wink-wink) yesterday but I didn't read it entirely. Not until last night when Karen, Edith and I had dinner at KFC was this email brought about. Ruby followed a little later and the topic was brought up again. I can't fully relate with them because I only remembered #19 but I can surely tell it's so0o0o0o darn funny with how they "laughingly" recite the lines that stuck to them. Well, just wanna share them. Have a good laugh!

1. “Kung hindi mo mahal ang isang tao, wag ka nang magpakita ng motibo para mahalin ka nya.”

2. “Huwag mong bitawan ang bagay na hindi mo kayang makitang hawak ng iba.”

3. “Huwag mong hawakan kung alam mong bibitawan mo lang.”

4. “Huwag na huwag ka hahawak kapag alam mong may hawak ka na.”

5. “Parang elevator lang yan eh, bakit mo pagsisiksikan ung sarili mo kung walang pwesto para sayo. Eh meron naman hagdan, ayaw mo lang pansinin.”

6. “Kung maghihintay ka nang lalandi sayo, walang mangyayari sa buhay mo.. Dapat lumandi ka din.”

7. “Pag may mahal ka at ayaw sayo, hayaan mo. Malay mo sa mga susunod na araw ayaw mo na din sa kanya, naunahan ka lang.”

8. “Hiwalayan na kung di ka na masaya. Walang gamot sa tanga kundi pagkukusa.”

9. “Pag hindi ka mahal ng mahal mo wag ka magreklamo. Kasi may mga tao rin na di mo mahal pero mahal ka.. Kaya quits lang.”

10. “Kung dalawa ang mahal mo, piliin mo yung pangalawa. Kasi hindi ka naman magmamahal ng iba kung mahal mo talaga yung una.”

11. “Hindi porke’t madalas mong ka-chat, kausap sa telepono, kasama sa mga lakad o ka-text ng wantusawa eh may gusto sayo at magkakatuluyan kayo. Meron lang talagang mga taong sadyang friendly, sweet, flirt, malandi, pa-fall o paasa.”

12. “Huwag magmadali sa babae o lalaki. Tatlo, lima, sampung taon, mag-iiba ang pamantayan mo at maiisip mong hindi pala tamang pumili ng kapareha dahil lang maganda o gwapoo. Totoong mas mahalaga ang kalooban ng tao higit sa anuman. Sa paglipas ng panahon, maging ang mga crush ng bayan nagmumukha ding pandesal, maniwala ka.”

13. “Minsan kahit ikaw ang nakaschedule, kailangan mo pa rin maghintay, kasi hindi ikaw ang priority.”

14. “Mahirap pumapel sa buhay ng tao. Lalo na kung hindi ikaw yung bida sa script na pinili nya.”

15. “Alam mo ba kung gaano kalayo ang pagitan ng dalawang tao pag nagtalikuran na sila? Kailangan mong libutin ang buong mundo para lang makaharap ulit ang taong tinalikuran mo.”

16. “Mas mabuting mabigo sa paggawa ng isang bagay kesa magtagumpay sa paggawa ng wala”

17. “Hindi lahat ng kaya mong intindihin ay katotohan, at hindi lahat ng hindi mo kayang intindihin ay kasinungalingan”

18. “Kung nagmahal ka ng taong di dapat at nasaktan ka, wag mong sisihin ang puso mo. Tumitibok lng yan para mag-supply ng dugo sa katawan mo. Ngayon, kung magaling ka sa anatomy at ang sisisihin mo naman ay ang hypothalamus mo na kumokontrol ng emotions mo, mali ka pa rin! Bakit? Utang na loob! Wag mong isisi sa body organs mo ang mga sama ng loob mo sa buhay! Tandaan mo: magiging masaya ka lang kung matututo kang tanggapin na hindi ang puso, utak, atay o bituka mo ang may kasalanan sa lahat ng nangyari sayo, kundi IKAW mismo!”

19. “Ang pag-ibig parang imburnal…nakakatakot mahulog…at kapag nahulog ka, it’s either by accident or talagang tanga ka..”

I never owned a Bob Ong book but I got to read Bakit Baliktad Magbasa ng Libro ang Mga Pilipino? (Why do Filipinos read books upside down?) (Don't get us wrong folks, we Filipinos read books like normal people do!) and A B N K K B S N P L A Ko?! (Wow, I can really read now?!). I borrowed them from Gretz who is an avid collector of his works.

Only after deciding to post this in my blog did I know (by searching the net of course!) that Bob Ong's identitiy is protected by his publisher. Wow, after his bestseller books he remained anonymous?!?! Amazing! I think he is one person the papparazzi should seek after.

This blog entry left me wondering now...Is he a Tsinoy? What amount of loyalty would keep his peers' mouths zipped about his identity? (Kudos to them!)Do they know him as Bob Ong in the first place? Why is he keeping his identity a secret? How would he feel if suddenly he's true identity is revealed...by a squealer? Will it bother him?

Okay, 'nuff of these. Whether Bob Ong goes public or not, it doesn't matter. Let's just enjoy his books. Which reminds me, I should borrow Stainless Longganisa from Gretz.

belated hapy birthday karen!!! 11/10

2008-11-11T12:44:00.005+08:00

belated happy birthday gurl! don't kill me,okay? ;) mwaaaahhh!!!

A Woman's Worth - Alicia Keys

You could buy me diamonds
You could buy me pearls
Take me on a cruise around the world
Baby, you know I'm worth it
Dinner light by candles
Run my bubble bath
Make love tenderly to last, and last
Baby, you know I'm worth it

Wanna' please; wanna' keep;
wanna' treat yourwoman right?
Not just told, but to show, that she knows she's worth your time
You will loose, if you choose, to refuse to put her first
She will and she can find a man who knows her worth!
Mmmmmmmmm

'Cause a real man knows a real woman when he sees her (when he sees her)
And a real woman knows a real man
Ain't 'fraid to please her (please her)
And a real woman knows a real man always comes first (first)
And a real man just can't deny
A woman's worth

If you treat me fairly I'll give you all my goods...
Treat you like a real woman should
Baby, I know you're worth itIf you never play me
Promise not to bluff I'll hold you down when it gets rough'
Cause baby, I know you're worth it

She rolls the mile; makes you smile, all the whilebeing true
Don't take for granted the passions that she has for you
You will lose, if you choose, to refuse to put her first
She will and she can find a man who knowsher worth!...OH!

No need to read in between the lines
Spell it out for you (spell it out for you)
Just hear this song 'Cause you can't go wrong when you value(Better value...)
A woman's, woman's, woman's, woman's Worth!

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gotta run...i know you're gonna kill me...

Test of Humility

2008-11-05T12:41:00.003+08:00

It is ironic when one asks another if he/she is humble and then the moment the person answers "Yes" then humility is quickly "lost". Probably it wasn't there after all. If this is the case, how would you answer then? Think about what John Flavel said:

"They that know God will be humble and they that know themselves cannot be proud"

Here are 7 characteristics to ponder on taken from last Sunday's sermon.

1. react to criticism

2. defensive when corrected

3. easily hurt

4. hard to apologize

5. blame others

6. focus on image

7. crave for recognition

How did I fare? Shamefully, I didn't do good. Got to work it out.

a closer look at Brooke

2008-10-27T07:48:00.006+08:00

the headstock...nice wood, eh?

the soundhole...

pix again are courtesy of gretz! (thanksomuchie!)

for the love of...guitars

2008-10-22T18:56:00.008+08:00

And then came Saturday, October 18, 2008...

Karen and Dino, her younger brother, accompanied me to Cubao at Salonga store last weekend. Dino happens to be a good musician, as what Karen always babbles (with pride!) at the staffhouse, so I asked Karen to tag him along so he can pick a good one for me. We went there and as we enter, I can't help but beam with so0o0o0o much excitement! A big smile even if my teeth hurt from the new powder blue ligatures I just had from my dentist appointment that afternoon. It didn't matter that time if I delay lunch for half an hour more (it was past 3:00pm then). It was like going to a fashion botique, and wanting to try on every dress! BUT it was Dino whom I asked to try and choose one for me. He tried this guitar which he was eyeing even before we went there. It has a tuner and pick-up already installed, but the problem is it is less than P5000, which means I can't use credit card for staggered payment. So I let him try this black guitar I saw hanging on the wall. Meet my baby Brooke, yep you read it right. It's Brooke and NOTCobralyn or Gorgonia or Thirdy...

Brooke has neither tuner nor pick up...but she's still a BLACK beauty (like the owner, of course! heh-heh). I bought her a strap and an electronic tuner. From now on Alvin and Alfred will be spared from tuning chores. I can only tune the lower G-B-E strings, based on "Linger" by the Cranberries. Even if I have the tuner I still think I should learn to tune by ear though. I'll get there, "one string at a time". ;)

After paying for it we went to Wendy's to eat and then to Timezone at Gateway. Karen and I played aracade while waiting for the videoke booth to empty. I understand then why Karen is so proud of his brother. He sang a Bamboo song (sorry I don't know the title), and then another (Masaya by Bamboo still), a Lifehouse, a Nickelback and finally a Freestyle. I remember he kept saying before we start that he'll just sing ONE song though. Well what can I say??? He can sing all he wants coz HE CAN REALLY SING!!! He's got a voice like Bamboo's (no wonder he sang 2 of his songs), plus he can play the guitar. Now I agree with Karen that Dino should join the PDA (Pinoy Dream Academy).

Now back to Brooke...heh-heh...After dinner at Karen's house I went back to Cavite and started learning "Desert Song" by Brooke Frasier and went to bed, happily, around 1:00am. And by the way, I can't get my hands off the tuner either, simply because I'm amazed there is such a thing! But again I better not rely too much on it and start learning to tune by ear.

Brooke and Blossoms kinda look alike. Both have curved backs and dark color. Blossoms by the way is a Lumanog while Brooke's an Applause (Ovation). Maybe subconsciously I wanted it to look like Blossoms here (What a great excuse to post my picture! heh-heh):

Picture courtesy of gretz who also took the picture of Brooke. I'll get to pose with Brooke soon. :)

Well, one down in my wish list. More to go, but I first gotta make that list...long. =p

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More of this at Karen's blog.

BH2 revision 3

2008-10-16T19:10:00.001+08:00

just tried changing some stuff...more improvements needed...

my "delta 3" (ala-ISO style, heh-heh) are as follows:
Added NASA image of the day. Added random stuff pertaining to me. Added "Kategorya ng Paghinga"

I have the NASA picture of the day in my facebook account too...I should've added astronomy in my random stuff. I guess I'll do it some time later.

I can't seem to make the "Kategorya..." list the actual number of posts. All shows the same number of posts. Somebody heeeeeellllpppppppp please! :(

I tried changing the color but didn't succeed. :(

Oh well...

Wishlist...and more

2008-10-13T12:40:00.016+08:00

This will be the start of my "Wishlist" posts...and I think it won't stop ;)

(edited: October 15, 2008)
I bought this dvd last Sunday at Megamall after the evening service. I was really looking forward to buying a Hillsong record - either their latest or the one with the song "From the Inside Out". Found it in their "Mighty to Save" album. As soon as I got home that night I quickly changed, brought down my uniforms, set iron, set the DVD player, and watched it while ironing my 3 uniforms for work. It is indeed a very good buy! I checked the 2nd disc which contains documentaries, drum tutorials, and guitar tutorials! But I don't have a guitar with me to try. Went to bed past 1 am. Here are the 2 discs inside:

Speaking of guitar...Karen told me there is this sale in Cubao, up to 50% off! Credit cards and installments are allowed and I'm so0o0o thrilled this coming Saturday because we're going there to buy me one (but only after we go to the dentist in Quezon Ave.). Blossoms, my Lumanog guitar, will have a baby brother (or sister). Wonder what to name it??? Hmmmmnnn...maybe Brooke or Marty, or Joel! Blossoms, btw, got its name from the first complete song I learned which is "As long as it Matters" by the band Gin Blossoms.

So why Brooke? Because I plan to learn "Desert Song" which she sang. I love Brooke Frasier's voice. It has "texture". Well just listen to her so you'll know what I mean. So why Marty? Marty Sampson sang "From the Inside Out". So why Joel? Joel Houston also sang it in one video I watched at YouTube. (Isn't it obvious I so0o0o love Hillsong???) These two songs will be my priority once I get a hold of my new guitar.

I was eyeing 2 guitars in Yamaha at SM Bacoor but these will be on sale next week. But I guess I can't wait for next week. Saturday, October 18, is the day! Heh-heh.

During our way home last night I just couldn't contain my excitement that I told my officemates that I'm going to buy a guitar on Saturday and I might name it Brooke. From there, lots of name came up, courtesy of the ever-creative Alfred. These are just a few I remembered:

1. Cobralyn - Hisssssssssssssssssss...from the House of Slytherin! This was the first suggestion from Alfred, really and we can't help but laugh. Need I explain why?

2. Gorgonia - i think this is a "she" but sounds more like a "she-monster" to me. I can imagine one instance, "Alfred, I can let you borrow Gorgonia", and anyone within hearing would think it's something creepy...like a pet dragon or something.

3. Philomena - so0o0o saintly...and Karen likes it :)

4. Junior - "Can I borrow Junior?" "Why, sure! Just take extra care of Junior 'kay?" Sounds like a baby-sitting thingy

5. Junior III (the third) - patterned after Alfred Jose III. Maybe it can have a nickname "Thirdy"

6. Globalyn - reminds me of Globe network

Uhhhmmm, thanks but no thanks Alfred. I'm fine with "Brooke"... ;)

Inside Out - Hillsong United

2008-10-02T12:46:00.005+08:00

This song is one of my growing fave song list from Hillsong...I especially relate to the first stanza. God is so0o0o0o loving. I can't survive without His mercy and grace.

A thousand times I've failed

Still Your mercy remains

And should I stumble again

I'm caught in Your grace

Everlasting

Your light will shine when all else fades

Never ending

Your glory goes beyond all fame

In my heart and my soul

Lord I give You control

Consume me from the insode out,

Lord, let justice and praise

Become my embrace

To love you from the inside out.

Your will above all else

My purpose remains

The art of losing myself

In bringing You praise

Everlasting

Your light will shine when all else fades

Never ending

Your glory goes beyond all fame

In my heart and my soul

Lord I give You control

Consume me from the inside out,

Lord, let justice and praise

Become my embrace

To love You from the inside out.

Lord my soul cries out.

Everlasting

Your light will shine when all else fades

Never ending

Your glory goes beyond all fame

And the cry of my heart

Is to bring You praise

From the inside out

Lord my soul cries out

lost

2007-07-17T12:32:00.000+08:00

it's been 3 weeks and 5 days now since we last talked. for the nth time i am torn between getting mad at you and getting worried. i want this to end. to end this right. i don't know which 'right' is it gonna be --- to compromise and go on, or just move on.

i just hope this wishful thinking reaches you now. please...God, please...

i hope you're well. i am not.

Gratitude

2007-04-12T18:23:00.001+08:00

excerpt from 'Six Hours One Friday'by Max Lucado
I am only in the part where it told that most of the time people tend to complain not of the 'lack of necessities' but of the 'abundance of benefits',...'bellyache over the frills, not the basics; over benefits, not essentials. The source of the problems are the blessing.'

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Gratitude. More aware of what you have than what you don't want. Recognizing the treasure in the simple --- a child's hug, fertile soil, a golden sunset. Relishing in the comfort of the common --- a warm bed, a hot meal, a clean shirt.

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'In everything, give thanks' --- I Thessalonians 5:18

nanay and eya

2007-04-03T07:44:00.001+08:00

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i should've have posted this yesterday...my baddd... :( it's been 3 years...i miss you 'nay! please tell 'Big Daddy' I am trying to be good and thank Him for His patience for me:)

broken

2007-03-22T12:51:00.000+08:00

this is what i'm feeling this week...uncertain, worried, confused, doubtful, angry, ashamed, guilty...i thought this won't happen again. you promised, remember?

i am torn between worrying and being mad. i am at the point of self-pity for feeling this way. funny how different emotions can actually come crashing all at the same time.

but this ain't a joke. i hate this. i wanna hate you...but i can't. or maybe i don't want to.

Gosh!!!

2007-03-02T18:42:00.000+08:00

it's been ages since i've been here! i only intend to paste a quote i kept in my outlook drafts and then log-off quickly. so blogger has upgraded already huh? i wonder when...i have no negative words for the old one though...let's see if i can be a new blogger also.

here's the quote:

"One can easily understand a child afraid of the dark. The real tragedy is when grown men and women are afraid of the light." -Plato

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btw, thanks to inuoe for the bday greeting :)

song#9 - Get Here (Oleta Adams)

2006-11-13T18:23:00.002+08:00

Get Here (If You Can)

You can reach me by railway, you can reach me by trailway

You can reach me on an airplane, you can reach me with your mind

You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man

I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

You can reach me by sailboat, climb a tree and swing rope to rope

Take a sled and slide down slow, into these arms of mine

You can jump on a speedy colt, cross the border in a blaze of hope

I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

There are hills and mountains between us

Always something to get over

If I had my way, then surely you would be closer

I need you closer

You can windsurf into my life, take me up on a carpet ride

You can make it in a big balloon, but you better make it soon

You can reach me by caravan, cross the desert like an Arab man

I don't care how you get here, just- get here if you can

I don't care, I dont care, I need you right here right now

I need you right here, right now, right by my side (yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)

I don't care how you get here, just get here if you can

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now why didn't i think of this song before??? hmmmnnn...mishyu ;)

do-re-mi-do-re-mi-du-uh???

2006-11-06T18:40:00.000+08:00

hmmmn...i wonder how this mini organ would sound??? anyway, i took this picture at a "tiangge" (like a flea-market-slash-bazaar) before the fiesta in Tanza. well i don't need to tell you anymore what captured my attention, right? ;)

office horror...NOT!!!

2006-11-04T07:54:00.001+08:00

yeah we woke up very early for 6am office, but so what? we enjoyed the day, donning our costume, "trying" to work 'til 2pm (well at least when the technical adviser is around!). the costumes were not strictly halloween-inspired. well there wasn't really any clear rules set, except that we are not to go into office wearing our uniform...just show up and have KFC and ice cream for lunch...and pose for the cameras!

...witches, office devils (not in prada though!), horny devil, chaka-doll wannabe, butterfly, ladybug, zombies, mummy (more of a "tissue roll"!), burol-attire, superman, ichigo (of anime bleach) with his zangetsu, spooky clown, preggy blacklady (that's me!) all prepped up for office the early morning of october 31st!

my personal pick for Mr. & Ms. Undas is ichigo and the black witch! ruby really wanted that title. i'm sorry ruby, but know that i picked you! and ichigo...well, ASTIG!!!

pikchur-pikchur!!! by the way...for the record...I AM NOT PREGNANT!!! i just added a twist to the blacklady profile ;)

more pix also at icequeen's and dreamcatcher's blogs :)

song#8: I don't wanna Sing by Rockwell Ryan

2006-10-09T07:31:00.002+08:00

Here I am stuck in a rut again

Just me, a blanket, a memory and a pen

I should probably go outside and find a place to play

But it's not the same when you're fifteen hours away

So I'll sit here a while and write a song

But it feels all wrong

Cause I don't wanna sing when you're not listening

I don't wanna go anywhere that you don't follow

I don't wanna be here when you're not with me

Cause no matter what I do it's better with you

I drift off to a dream and hold your hand again

A picture perfect scene with your hair against the wind

I pull you a little closer to fill the space between

When our love's as old as time and our hearts are seventeen

But I'll wake in a while, and sing a song

And it feels all wrong

Cause I don't wanna sing when you're not listening
I don't wanna go to anywhere that you won't follow
I don't wanna be here when you're not with me
Cause no matter what I do it's better with you
It's better with you
It's better with you

Cause I don't wanna sing when you're not listening

I don't wanna to anywhere that you won't follow

I don't wanna be here when you're not with me

Cause no matter what I do it's better with you

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feeling a bit better today...well, i am trying to feel better :)

song #7: That's All (Rod Stewart)

2006-10-07T21:50:00.002+08:00

I can only give you love that lasts forever,
And a promise to be near each time you call.
And the only heart I own
For you and you alone
That's all,
That's all

I can only give you country walks in springtime
And a hand to hold when leaves begin to fall;
And a love whose burning light
Will warm the winter's night
That's all,
That's all.

There are those I am sure who have told you,
They would give you the world for a toy.
All I have are these arms to enfold you,
And a love time can never destroy.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all,
That's all.

If you're wondering what I'm asking in return, dear,
You'll be glad to know that my demands are small.
Say it's me that you'll adore,
For now and evermore
That's all,
That's all.

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end note:...i just wish i could sing these songs with a light heart right now...

song#6 from cool clint's collections: Do I Need a Reason (D'Sound)

2006-10-07T21:41:00.003+08:00

today when I saw you
I knew it was just like the first time
When you met my eyes I came close
And I felt like the first time

To hold back my fear
and feel you so near
I’ve never been this far before
To hold back my fear
and feel you so near
I’m scared of falling into deep this time

Do I need a reason to tell you why
I’m singing you this song
Do I need a reason to show you that
I know where I belong
Whenever I am weary I lean on
this feeling that I have
I am so much stronger now
Thankful, yes I am

Today I’ll renounce them,
the doubts and the fears I’ve been nursing
I’ll fly like a moth to the flame
and I’ll feel like the first time

To hold back my fear
and let you come near
I’ve never been this far before
To hold back my fear
and let you come near
I’m ‘fraid of loosing and still I go

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end note: I am not even feeling good right now...but i like this song and i promised myself to look for it's lyrics and chords. haven't found the chords though :(

i really don't feel okay :(

another lyrics coming up, also from cool clint's collection...

The Best Kind of Love --- a forwarded mail

2006-07-05T12:15:00.000+08:00

I received this mail from my officemate, Von, yesterday. After scanning the title I quickly marked it as unread and forgotten about it yesterday so it is just now that I've read it.

I just wish for all of us that "falling out of love" will be the very least of our options. The "love" is still there (it is always there!) and it is us who stepped out (gave up) and fell. It is possible to "stay in love". We cannot undo what's been done in the past so we just have to work on the present and look ahead in light of love.

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The Best Kind of Love
by Jayson Areno

I have a friend who is falling in love. She honestly claims the sky is
bluer. Mozart moves her to tears. She has lost 15 pounds and looks like a
cover girl. "I am young again!" she shouts exuberantly.

As my friend raves on about her new love, I've taken a good look at my old
one.

My husband of almost 20 years, Scott, has gained 15 pounds. Once a
marathon
runner, he now runs only down hospital halls. His hairline is receding and
his body shows signs of long working hours and too many candy bars. Yet he
can still give me a certain look across a restaurant table and I want to
ask for the check and head home.
When my friend asked me "What will make this love last?", I ran through
all the obvious reasons: commitment, shared interests, unselfishness,
physical attraction, and communication. Yet there's more. We still have
fun. spontaneous good times. Yesterday, after slipping the rubber band off
the rolled newspaper, Scott flipped it playfully at me: this led to an
all-out war. Last Saturday at the grocery we split the list and raced each
other to see who could make it to the checkout first. Even washing dishes
can be a blast. We enjoy simply being together. And there are surprises.
One time I came home to find a note on the front door that led me to
another note, then another, until I reached the walk-in closet. I opened
the door to find Scott holding a "pot of gold" (my cooking kettle) and the
"treasure" of a gift package. Sometimes I leave him notes on the mirror
and little presents under his pillow.

There is understanding.

I understand why he must play basketball with the guys. And he understands
why, once a year, I must get away from the house, the kids - and even him
to meet my sisters for a few days of nonstop talking and laughing.

There is sharing.

Not only do we share household worries and parental burdens - we also
share ideas. Scott came home from a convention last month and presented me
with a thick historical novel. Though he prefers thrillers and science
fiction, he had read the novel on the plane. He touched my heart when he
explained it was because he wanted to be able to exchange ideas about the
book after I'd read it.

There is forgiveness.

When I'm embarrassingly loud and crazy at parties, Scott forgives me. When
he confessed losing some of our savings in the stock market, I gave him a
hug and said, "It's okay. It's only money."

There is sensitivity.

Last week he walked through the door with that look that tells me it's
been a tough day. After he spent some time with the kids, I asked him what
happened. He told me about a 60-year old woman that had a stroke. He wept
as he recalled the woman's husband standing beside her bed, caressing her
hand. How was he going to tell this husband of 40 years that his wife
would probably never recover? I shed a few tears myself. Because of the
medical crisis, because there were still people who have been married 40
years. Because my husband is still moved and concerned after years of
hospital rooms and dying patients.

There is faith.

Last Tuesday a friend came over and confessed her fear that her husband is
losing his courageous battle with cancer. On Wednesday I went to lunch
with a friend who is struggling to reshape her life after divorce. On
Thursday a neighbor called to talk about the frightening effects of
Alzheimer's disease on her father-in-law's personality. On Friday a
childhood friend called long-distance to tell me her father had died. I
hung up the phone and thought, this is too much heartache for one week.
Through my tears, as I went out to run some errands, I noticed the
boisterous orange blossoms of the gladiolus outside my window. I heard the
delighted laughter of my son and his friend as they played. I caught sight
of a wedding party emerging from a neighbor's house. The bride, dressed in
satin and lace, tossed her bouquet to her cheering friends. That night, I
told my husband about these events. We helped each other acknowledge the
cycles of life and that the joys counter the sorrows. It was enough to
keep us going.

Finally, there is knowing.

I know Scott will throw his laundry just shy of the hamper every night;
he'll be late to most
appointments and eat the last chocolate in the box. He knows that I sleep
with a pillow over my head. I guess our love lasts because it is
comfortable. No, the sky is not bluer: it's just a familiar hue. We don't
feel particularly young: we've experienced too much that has contributed
to our growth and wisdom, taking its toll on our bodies, and created our
memories. I hope we've got what it takes to make our love last. As a
bride, I had Scott's wedding band engraved with Robert Browning's line
"Grow old along with me!" We're following those instructions. "If anything
is real, the heart will make it plain." There are some people who meet
that somebody that they can never stop loving, no matter how hard they
try. I wouldn't expect you to understand that, or even believe it, but
trust me, there are some love that don't go away.
And maybe that makes them crazy, but we should all be blessed to end up
with that somebody who has a little of that insanity. Somebody who never
lets go. Somebody who cherishes you forever.

Hope you find this kind of love in your life.

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engrish 101

2006-07-04T12:24:00.000+08:00

Note: for those who doesn't knew me yet, the engrish grammar style of this specific blog entry are intentional. ~wink-wink~

this morning my officemate send via email this website about inaccurate construction of english sentence. after going through each one by one, i can't stop myself from laughing. in the other room they are laughing too but between us mine is shy laugh only. anyway, hear comes my top three picks. actually i did a hard time in choosing which is the most funniest among all the funnys...

#3. DISINFECTED OR IN LOVED???

#2. POWER SCRUBBER

#1. PET BOTTLE YARN

for fuller fun and laughs, click hear. i guarantee it will tickle your funneeeh skeleton. i also like the wool carpet, the toilet brush, the baby pig, and so on and so forth!

come to think of it, i usually bought before in the past when i was in high school until in college, this cutie engrish-inspired sationaries. they give off nice smell in fairness!

also, i begin to recall in my memory the nakakaloka entry last year of February.

okay, enough for now. happy engrish time!!!

nouns, verbs, and tenses

2006-07-03T12:39:00.000+08:00

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acid etch, acid etched, acid etching, chem mill, chemical etching, chemical machining, chemical milled, chemical milling, chemically machined, chemically milled , etched, metal etched, metal etching, photo chemical etching, photo chemical machining, photo chemical milling, photo etch, photo etched, photo etching, photo fabrication, photo machined, photoetched, photo-etched, photoetching, photomachined, photo-machined, precision etching

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nakita ko ito sa internet habang naghahanap ng supplier last week. medyo sumakit ang ulo ko nang mabasa ko ito. nalito na tuloy ako, ano nga bang service ang hinahanap ko nang mabasa ko ito. saan ka pa?!?! very specific di ba?

may isa pang nakakaaliw na website. noon lang kasi ako nakabasa ng business website na parang nagbabasasa ka ng annual/yearbook kapag binasa mo ang members' profile. aliw naman, in fairness!

BDO sux...your money...grrrrr...

2006-06-26T07:30:00.000+08:00

my G-string broke 2 weeks ago and a year hasn't even passed yet (in september)...that's what you get for buying sale items i guess. even if it's lumanog (what were you thinking you pervert!!! =p). okay, maybe it's because several times i am a bit hard on my guitar especially at times when i'm just so0o0o not in the right mood. my guitar's my "output". in one of my "concert" moments, here is how it went:

~~~
Scenario: Sa staff house ng girls, habang nagluluto si Alfred at si Ayrah naman ay nagpapaka-musikero sa isang tabi. Gitara ng gitara, ganyan.
Ayrah: Alam mo gusto kong magwala.
Alfred: Ano? Bakit mo naman gustong magwala???
Ayrah: Basta gusto ko lang magwala sa pagtugtog.
Alfred: Ah ok. Eh bakit mo nga gusto magwala nyan?
Ayrah: Ito lang kasi ang output ko eh..
(Output?!? Sa isip lang ni Alfred)
After a few seconds ay may realization ang Ayrah..
Ayrah: Ay mali outlet pala!
Alfred: Hahahahahahahahahahahaha!!! Pinx!!! Bumaba ka na dyan!!! Email na to!!!
~~~

(yes, we also have these records of vlooooopers katulad ng nasa blog ni manong guard)

anyway, to cut the story short, i just want to say that the G-string is the root cause (hala, fishbone diagram na ito!) of the BDO incident...

we went to sm bacoor last thursday to buy a gift for esh and to buy my guitar strings. a friend told me it is bought in a set. we went to yamaha but they only allow credit card purchase with a minimum amount of 500. the set costs 399. from the 3rd floor i saw one of this mini-BDO ATM you see scattered all over SM so I quickly decided to get what's left of my money.

"You have insufficient fund" (or something like that). I checked and it said i still have 608 (can't remember exactly) pesos and i only asked for 500 pesos. so i tried 400 pesos and i got cash. when i looked at my receipt, it said there that my remaining balance is 19 pesos!!! huwaaaaaaattt!?!?!?! arggghhhh...BDO sux! isn't it supposed to be around 10 pesos for interbank transactions?!?! even a 20 pesos will be okay but not almost 200. (in the first place why did i still insist when i read that my fund is insufficient??? grrrrr...)

so peeps, do not try using non-BDO ATM cards on those stupid machines...grrrrrr...they should have at least placed some warning or whatever. that was just too much transaction fee.

my only consolation that day is that after more than a week, i finally get to play blossoms again! oh also, i get to try a 14k-worth yamaha guitar :) nice! i'm tempted to use my credit card, but probably when it goes on sale (50% off i mean!).

...sigh...

perla

2006-06-16T07:51:00.000+08:00

i just remembered when we attended autodesk inventor seminar at the shang in makati, we are required to wear business casual attire. on the way i noticed us four girls are wearing pearl earrings. ang galing! with this i concluded (eureka!) that pearls are sort of girls' best friend! it gives this simple elegant effect that will neither overpower the kind of dress you're wearing nor will go unnoticed. an advice to guys...giving your girlfriend any pearl accessory will not go to waste and will be greatly appreciated.

gotta thank esh for her dangling pearl earrings! my pearl stud got detached that day (naka-glue lang pala!). with a drop of threebond (3M adhesive we use here) it will be wearable again in no time (that is if i don't forget to bring it to the office).

have you ever had a feeling...

2006-06-13T12:02:00.000+08:00

na ang nge-ngerks mo??? grrrrrrrrr...yoko na ng ganito. :(

adik

2006-06-03T07:50:00.000+08:00

b akit me pasok ngayon??? paano ba magising? pagkatapos magising, paano ba mag-isip ng trabaho? undertime kaya ako? sayang naman, kakasimula pa lang ng june.

bakit kelangang umuwi? pwede ba matulog na lang? zzzzzzzzzzzz...

buti na lang merong extra shadessss si esh...mukha kaming bawal na gamot gang kanina pagpasok, este artista pala!!! wahahaha...

4 na BH

2006-06-02T12:11:00.000+08:00

lunch: blog, mp3, iced tea, sandwich --- healthy wheat bread but unhealthy burger patty. hindi naman pala unhealthy ang meat, di lang pang-diet. antagal ko na palang di napapakinggan ang let her cry ng hootie and the blowfish. nag-flashback saglit ang jamming sessions sa tambayan with edwin and arg. pero si arg talaga yung naalala ko kasi siya ang tumutugtog ng "let her cry". kumusta na kaya ang hootie and the blowfish??? sana mabuhay sila ulet, kahit album ng "the best of HATB". hindi ko sure kung bibili ako ng album nila.

change channel...natuwa naman talaga ako at si taylor hicks (AI) ang nanalo!!! yahooo talaga. napaka-huggable, adorable, passionate, and sincere kasi ni taylor at ng pag-kanta niya eh...(pinigilan ko na lang di mag-comment about katharine.

announcement!!! para sa mga UPMCers na minsan ay napapadapo kay BH (naiintindihan ko naman kung bakit, la naman akong blina-blag eh. di ako bitter, pramis! hah-hah!). si eman ay may baby boy na nung may 26! galing noh!?! carbon copy sila eman and baby ethan gabriel (sana tama spelling ko). ako din...gusto ko na ng baby...twins, fraternal, para isang iri lang. tapos matagal na ulit bago ako mag-baby kasi naka boy-girl na ako eh...ayan, a glimpse of my family plan...haaaayyy...

saaaaddd...kasi wala na kaming limewire. bawal na din mag-download ng anime kahit di limewire. last episode ko ng naruto is 175, sa bleach 77 ata. calling arg! calling dax and mara! dalaw ako sa inyo, pa-kopya naman. :)

ano ba ito, kausap ko ang sarili ko. kasuap ko si BH. kausap ko iba-ibang tao! haaaayyy...

gusto kong matutunan ang tabs ng "huwag na lang kaya" ng true faith. ang hirap. haaaayyy...

sana makalipat na kami ng staffhouse. pang-3rd na lipat na ito. back to tanza, our first staffhouse. traffic na naman ang dadaanan namin pero mas accessible --- 7 eleven, mini-market, cellphone shop, mini-grocery, mercury drug, plaza (memorable sa inuman). and most of all...non-stop ang tubig (except kung maglilinis ng tangke, pero in fairness may announcement).

ano pa ba???

la 'wenta.

kala nyo lang wala pero meron...meron...

2006-05-19T07:44:00.000+08:00

...kaso di ko ma-compose eh. dami nang na-miss na bloggables ni BH. kelan kaya ako sisipagin. sinasabi ko naman minsan na pag dating sa opis may iba-blog ako. pero mas tempting si "blossoms" (my dear guitar) sa morning eh.

haaaaayyy...sana sipagin. sana magkaroon ng time...dami talaga eh. kaya din siguro ibang klase ang mood ko last week. masyado pa akong nagiging mataray. kailangan nang ilabas ito (heh-heh, marami pang ibang paraan!), kundi baka masira ang strings ng gitara ko pag na-sobrahan na!

talk to you soon BH. pramis! :)

nostalgia

2006-05-10T12:10:00.002+08:00

HOME --- Michael Buble

Another summer day
Has come and gone away
In Paris and Rome
But I wanna go home
Mmmmmmmm

Maybe surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel all alone
I just wanna go home
Oh I miss you, you know

And I’ve been keeping all the letters that I wrote to you
Each one a line or two
“I’m fine baby, how are you?”
Well I would send them but I know that it’s just not enough
My words were cold and flat
And you deserve more than that

Another aerorplane
Another sunny place
I’m lucky I know
But I wanna go home
Mmmm, I’ve got to go home

Let me go home
I’m just too far from where you are
I wanna come home

And I feel just like I’m living someone else’s life
It’s like I just stepped outside
When everything was going right
And I know just why you could not
Come along with me
But this was not your dream
But you always believe in me

Another winter day has come
And gone away
And even Paris and Rome
And I wanna go home
Let me go home

And I’m surrounded by
A million people I
Still feel alone
Oh, let go home
Oh, I miss you, you know

Let me go home
I’ve had my run
Baby, I’m done
I gotta go home
Let me go home
It will all right
I’ll be home tonight
I’m coming back home

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mixed emotions...hmmmmmn...
been playing this song over and over since monday...sigh...
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just now i feel like screaming...and crying...arrrgggghhhhh!!!

blag!?!?r u?

2006-04-19T12:36:00.000+08:00

kawawa ka naman, hindika na naaasikaso. sige na nga, i-a-update na kita...

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andami kasi eh.

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arrrggggghhhhh...di ko alam san umpisahan.

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random na lang (medyo recent)...bleach! asteeeeg din ito! kaso tinamad na ako nung matapos yung episodes sa soul society. new staffhous/apartment. new housemates. ang hapdi ng face ko. gaganda na ako in 2 weeks! hahah! no pain, no beauty! ngekkk! book for the moment: songs in ordinary time. book line-up - carry me like water, it was on fire when i laid down on it (me sense ba? baka mali title ko), passion ang purity, the cookie never crumbles, stupid white men, experiencing the heart of jesus (bday gift na hindi ko pa nasisimulan basahin)...nalimutan ko na yung ibang titles. booksale. left eye - 25, both eyes - 50 astigmatism. a pair of Nicole Miller correction glasses costing me 750 salary deduction for __ months. pero ayos lang! heh-heh.

random archive (coming soon! how soon?)...bora!

random question: bakit andami kong split ends???

song #?: Drops of Jupiter - Train

2006-04-04T07:42:00.003+08:00

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
With drops of jupiter in her hair, hey, hey
She acts like summer and walks like rain
Reminds me that there’s time to change, hey, hey

Since the return from her stay on the moon
She listens like spring and she talks like june, hey, hey
Tell me did you sail across the sun
Did you make it to the milky way to see the lights all faded
And that heaven is overrated

Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star
One without a permanent scar
And did you miss me while you were looking at yourself out there
Now that she’s back from that soul vacation
Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey
She checks out mozart while she does tae-bo
Reminds me that there’s time to grow, hey, hey

Now that she’s back in the atmosphere
I’m afraid that she might think of me as plain ol’ jane
Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back to the milky way
And tell me, did venus blow your mind
Was it everything you wanted to find
And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out thereC
an you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken
Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you’re wrong
Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation
The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me

Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet
Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day
And head back toward the milky way

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i remembered i like this song when i watched ace young of AI5 sang this song. i didn't like his version though. AI na naman bukas!

high-schoolish

2006-04-03T17:57:00.000+08:00

Ano ba ang mga nangyayari? Kabi-kabila ang problema. Kahit sabihin kong wag kong pansinin ang isa, di ko naman makondisyon ang isip ko na wag na lang. Nadagdagan na naman siguro ang white hairs ko nito! Halo-halong stress...magkakasunod. iba-ibang facets. di pa nga tapos ang isa, nadagdagan pa!

Bakit ba kasi uso sa atin ang crab mentality? Bakit kailangan ma-mersonal? Mabuti siguro kung lahat na lang kami um-attend sa seminar sa Thursday at Friday on “Professionalism”.

Pareho namang sides ang may pagkukulang. Nakita na namin ang sa amin. Eh sila kaya, nakita din kaya nila?

Nagkasundo na lang kaming tumahimik. Pero ang hirap pala. Ako na ang unang-unang bumabali nito. Hindi na nga kami mag-iingay, literally! Pero nahihirapan akong hindi mag-react sa mga naririnig pati na rin sa mga nakukuwento. Wala pa namang personal attack towards me. At least wala pa akong narinig o nalaman, but I’m sure meron. Paano pa nga kaya ako mag-re-react kung ako na yun?

Ika nga ni gurlfriend and her gurlfriend, “Very high-schooly ang atmosphere”. ..tsk-tsk-tsk…

Maayos na sana ito. I want peace.

again?!?!

2006-03-29T18:25:00.000+08:00

heard it for the 3rd time...ano ba kasi...haaaaayyy...

ano ba ito. minsan-minsan na nga lang mag-blag antipid pa.

everybody wants to rule the world...well, not me though :)

2006-03-10T06:56:00.001+08:00

Welcome to your life

There’s no turning back

Even while we sleep

We will find you

Acting on your best behaviour

Turn your back on mother nature

Everybody wants to rule the world

It’s my own design

It’s my own remorse

Help me to decide

Help me make the most

Of freedom and of pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

There’s a room where the light won’t find you

Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down

When they do I’ll be right behind you

So glad we’ve almost made it

So sad they had to fade it

Everybody wants to rule the world

I can’t stand this indecision

Married with a lack of vision

Everybody wants to rule the world

Say that you’ll never never never never need it

One headline why believe it ?

Everybody wants to rule the world

All for freedom and for pleasure

Nothing ever lasts forever

Everybody wants to rule the world

~Tears for fears

huwaaattt???

2006-03-01T18:13:00.000+08:00

tama ba ang rinig ko???

ako???

ako talaga???

as in???

A - K - O???

but why???

kala ko di ko na part yun?

baka naman nabigla lang or di masyadong mindful yung pagkakasabi niya?

pero twice ko narinig eh.

nakup!

baka magbago pa ang ihip ng hangin. pero kung hindi, "Lord ikaw na po bahala sa akin".

hbd lalyn

2006-02-27T07:27:00.000+08:00

today's my pretty friend's, lalyn's, birthday. the last time we've seen each other was august 2005 at my tita's wake. before that was at my mother's wake 2 years ago. mabin, lalyn, tetet, t'nene, t'lorie, t'olib were my tropa in makati and we get to "volt in" every summer vacation.

night jamming with kuya lean, spanish bread, tivoli ice cream cookie, pansit-sa-kanto at night. also the "kalbaryo" during holy week. we stay up all night during those times. they do the "pasyon" and by dawn we eat hot lugaw or sopas at the back of the "kalbaryo".

it's going to be march soon --- summer time. will i miss seeing them again this holy week, like last last year when i chose to go to the beach with my other friends? lalyn, mabin, t'nene, and me will be the only ones to meet if i do go there. maybe t'olib and t'lorie. tetet's in the US. well, i probably won't... tsk-tsk-tsk... my bad...

teka, bakit nga ba ako nag-re-reminisce? this morning i received a text from lalyn thanking me for remembering her birthday correctly (because i greeted her on the 17th! heh-heh). she referred to me as "ayang" in the text and upon reading it i suddenly felt my heart moved. drama ba? ewan ko ba. bigla kong na-miss itong babaeng ito...kasama na yung tropa... and the things we used to do on summer vacation and holy week. haaaaaayyy... sila lang kasi ang tumatawag saken ng "ayang", and in fact sila nagsimula ng "yang". minsan din "yayang" and i prefer to be called that kasi feel-na-feel ko yung endearment :)

hmmmm...

PDL 19

2006-02-23T07:26:00.000+08:00

Humility is not thinking less of yourself; it is thinking yourself less.

all work and (no) play

2006-02-15T12:56:00.001+08:00

location: "bat cave" ("dark room")

sonia: dali ayrah, pwesto na...baba pa para kita yung date.

ako: (all smiles...ngawit na ang panga pati ang tuhod kaka-bend)

sonia: ayan. sige wag kang gagalaw. (natatawa)

ako: (pakyut naman. natatawa pero pinipigil para maka-pose sa camera)

sir MR: tapos na kayo sa digicam?

ako: (nagulat at inalis bigla ang pagkakadikit ng mukha sa TV monitor)

sonia: sandali lang ser, isang shot na lang.

sir MR: ah sige, okay lang. tapos na ba kayo? 5 minutes lang tapos sosoli ko din.

sonia: (binigay ke ser MR ang digicam)

ako: naku sonia, nakakahiya. sana in-upload mo muna yung pix. baka makita ni ser yun.

kasi naman noh, oras ng trabaho kung ano-ano pinag-gagawa. =p

pagbigyan na, bithday naman eh. saka natapos na naman namin yung picture-taking ng set-up eh. (uy justification ito!) hanep sa emote noh? =p

i'm bored...

2005-12-22T17:11:00.000+08:00

"Never think about the mistakes you made. Think about the mistakes you will make."

thanks DC!!!

2005-12-12T17:25:00.001+08:00

this was posted on dreamcatcher's blog :)

just now i received a comment from officemate-slash-rocker john weezer that i should keep my fist closed when playing...a sign of a pro...well i guess it's obvious, i'm no pro (just started strumming this september). but i'm learning and trying to get "there" (where???). fyi, this was during AM breaktime, okay?! (mukhang guilty. heh-heh ;))

btw, my baby's name's blossoms. i can hear you ask me why? heh-heh...well, the first song i tried to play was "As Long As It Matters" by Gin Blossoms. "Gin" would sound like i'm a "tomador" (nagbagong buhay na ako eh!...owssss?!?!?!...pramis!!!) so i opted for the power-puffy "Blossoms" instead. :)

mini-mini-maynimoe

2005-12-12T17:12:00.000+08:00

sunset pix in different lighting effects taken from our staffhouse rooftop after setting the washing machine dial to 9. i remember more than a year ago, watching the golden orb set, sitting by the edge of the high wall in front of the Children's Village, was part of my daily routine. it was my stress reliever, my breather (my BH!). i miss those tranquil moments. can't seem to catch a good setting sun nowadays, mainly because office hours end at 6. so instead i am trying to appreciate the nightsky from the staffhouse rooftop (and also trying to count the number of planes passing by! heh-heh).

mini-mini-maynimoe...i don't feel like choosing one, i love 'em all...i lo0o0o0o0o0o0o0ove sunsets!!!

"putoblag" attempt

2005-12-03T18:15:00.000+08:00

this picture was taken last july 2 (i think) before we left eagle point resort in batangas. not me in the pic. these are my two officemates. sweeeeettt! i took this shot using my phone. i thought of posting this before, and other eng'g planning pix, but it is only now that i found myself not lazy enough to do it. =p i like the sepia effect here and the way the setting sun produced the glare (or whatever photographers call it!).

song #3: I didn't know I was looking for love

2005-11-30T08:05:00.002+08:00

I didn't Know I was Looking for Love Until I found You
Everything But the Girl

I was alone thinking I was just fine
I wasn’t looking for anyone to be mine
I thought love was just a fabrication
A train that wouldn’t stop at my station

Home alone, that was my consignment
Solitary confinement
So when we met I was gettin around you
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you…

I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, honey
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, baby, oh no
I didn’t know I was looking for love
I didn’t know I was looking for love

Coz there you stood and I would
Oh I wonder could I say how I felt and not be misunderstood
A thousand stars came into my system
I never knew how much I had missed them
Slap on the map of my heart you landed
I was coy but you made me candid
And now the planets circle around you
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you…

I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, baby
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you, baby
I didn’t know I was looking for love
I didn’t know I was looking for love

So we build from here with love as the foundation
In a world of tears won consolation
And now you’re here there’s a full brass band
Playin’ in me like a wonderland
And if you left I would be two-foot small
And every tear would be a waterfall
Soundless, boundless I surround you
I didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you
I just didn’t know

Didn’t know I was looking for love until I found you..
Love…love…

I just didn’t know…
love…love…

Until I found you

Didn’t know I was looking for love…
Love…love..
Until I found you…

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please help, anyone...
i can't find the guitar chords for this song. :(

special day

2005-11-25T17:00:00.000+08:00

First…
1. Post with comment/Commenter: bangenge/teacher mara, December 23, 2004
2. Posted picture: picture of the day, January 12, 2005
3. Anonymous comment na si Paradise pala: spot the difference, January 19, 2005
4. html trial posting: testing, January 28, 2005 (41 comments)
5. anonymice-hunting (ala-blue’s clues ito!): testing, January 28, 2005 (41 comments)
6. song selection post: Suddenly by Soraya, March 11, 2005
7. Poem selection post: The Woman is Planting by Halldis Moren Vesaas, April 26, 2005
8. appearance of wyzzzz: wyzzzie’s adoption, March 31, 2005
9. facelift ni BH: BH2.0, June 5, 2005

Stats:

# of posts: 95 posts
November, ’04: 3

December, ’04: 16
January, ’05: 17
February, ’05: 15
March, ’05: 16
April, ’05: 12
May, ’05: 7
June, ’05: 4
July, ’05: 5
August, ’05: 6
September, ’05: 2
October, ’05: 1 (huwattttt???!!! muntik na maging Buntong HiningaLO si BH))
November, ’05: 10 as of yesterday

most commented-slash-kulitan-threads: 41 comments
testing, January 28, 2005
cheesedog at instant french vanilla, February 17, 2005

huwaw!!! wan yir old ka na BH!!! happy birthday!!!

impluwenz ni D.U.K.H.A.

2005-11-22T17:49:00.000+08:00

1. uy gweeeeeeeeeen daw...medyo match sa kulay ni BH :)

Your Heart Is Green

Love completes you, but that doesn't mean you seek it out.When love comes your way, you integrate it peacefully into the rest of you life.
Your flirting style: Laid back
Your lucky first date: Walking around aimlessly and talking
Your dream lover: Is both enthusiastic and calm
What you bring to relationships: Balance

What Color Heart Do You Have?

2. di ko pa feel gawing blue si BH.

Your Blog Should Be Blue

Your blog is a peaceful, calming force in the blogosphere.
You tend to avoid conflict - you're more likely to share than rant.
From your social causes to cute pet photos, your life is a (mostly) open book.

What Color Should Your Blog or Journal Be?

3. could this be me??? probably my alter ego...

Your Birthdate: February 10

Independent and dominant, you tend to be the alpha dog in most situations.
You're very confident, and hardly anything ever shakes you.
Mundane tasks tend to drain you - you prefer to be making great plans.
You are quite original. When people don't "get" you, it bothers you a lot.

Your strength: Your ability to gain respect

Your weakness: Caring too much what others think

Your power color: Orange-red

Your power symbol: Letter X

Your power month: October

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

4. baka ma-kalbo ako nito kasi lagi akong nagpapahanap sa pamangkin ko ng white hair eh. teka, ano daw..."floors eveyone you meet"??? nilalampaso ko sila?!?! ngekkk!

Your Hair Should Be White

Classy, stylish, and eloquent.
You've got a way about you that floors everyone you meet.

What's Your Funky Inner Hair Color?

5. hidden talent nga ito --- You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel. --- i have yet to find this inner me...

Your Hidden Talent

You are a great communicator. You have a real way with words.
You're never at a loss to explain what you mean or how you feel.
People find it easy to empathize with you, no matter what your situation.
When you're up, you make everyone happy. But when you're down, everyone suffers.

What's Your Hidden Talent?

6. ...

You Are 22 Years Old

Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.

13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.

30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!

40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.

What Age Do You Act?

7. i object!!! i am very well suited to a monogamous relationship, excuse me! and i am not afraid of marriage, fyi.

hmmmmn...word for the day --- untramelled

The Keys to Your Heart

You are attracted to those who are unbridled, untrammeled, and free.

In love, you feel the most alive when things are straight-forward, and you're told that you're loved.

You'd like to your lover to think you are stylish and alluring.

You would be forced to break up with someone who was emotional, moody, and difficult to please.

Your ideal relationship is lasting. You want a relationship that looks to the future... one you can grow with.

Your risk of cheating is 100%. You are not suited for a monogamous relationship.

You think of marriage as something that will confine you. You are afraid of marriage.

In this moment, you think of love as commitment. Love only works when both people are totally devoted.

What Are The Keys To Your Heart?

haaaaaaaaaayyy...yun lang. sibat na ako.

morning mail --- three things

2005-11-22T08:38:00.000+08:00

3 things in life when gone, never comes back:

TIME, WORDS, OPPORTUNITY
3 things in life that are never lost:

PEACE, HOPE, HONESTY
3 things in life that are most valuable:

LOVE, FAITH, PRAYER
3 things in life that are never certain:

DREAMS, SUCCESS, FORTUNE
3 things in life that make a man:

HARDWORK, SINCERITY, COMMITMENT
3 things in life that can destroy a man:

LUST, PRIDE , ANGER
3 things in life that are trully constant:

FATHER, SON, HOLY SPIRIT

kit-kat muna

2005-11-21T14:48:00.000+08:00

kanina pa ako walang magawa. iniiwasan ko kasi ang pag-solve sa geometric-trigonometric equations. hirap eh. di ko feel magbasa ngayon ng mga prinint kong articles. susubukan ko pa lang gumawa ng work instruction after ng kit-kat break. sana sipagin ako. gusto ko nang umuwi. haaaaaaaaayyy...walang kwenta ang post na ito, pero ipo-post ko pa din.

sana yumaman ako sa google AdSense at AdSearch balang araw soon...;)

meet charles

2005-11-15T13:31:00.001+08:00

...our stressDOG in the office. what you do with a stressball, we do with charles ;) he's a japanese spitz-askal hybrid. i surely miss him this time. maybe he'll be back after his vax. ain't he a cutie?!?!

"love ko 'to" moments

2005-11-15T09:07:00.000+08:00

(unedited) pix sa McDo-Noveleta after church last wednesday(11/9). bilib ako sa convincing powers ni alfred dahil napilit niyang magpa-pre-birthday treat si karen sa amin. saya talaga ng libre lalo na nung gabing iyon dahil late na natapos ang service at di pa kami nagdi-dinner. onga pala, salamat ulet karen!!!		pero mas napasaya ang gabi dahil sa pictorials at kulitan na naganap matapos kaming mabusog. buti na lang pasara na sila at wala nang ibang customers masyado. heh-heh. may mga photoshop-edited versions pa nito c/o adrian posted by dReAmCaTcHeR!...psssttt...may effort ang hairdos nila aflred at adrian ;)

eksena sa baclaran

2005-11-14T18:04:00.000+08:00

malapit na nga ang Pasko. akibo na naman ang mga masasamang elemento. kaninang umaga, habang naghihintay ng saulog bus sa may ilalim ng tulay sa baclaran, nagulat na lang kami ng may biglang tumakbo sa may harapan at likod. isang bata, mukhang grade 4 or 5, at isang binata, mukhang college student pero naka-civillian at tsinelas ang porma. nakapaloob ang braso sa t-shirt na parang me hawak na patalim ang agresibong bata habang hinahabol nito ang binata. nang matapos ang sandaling habulan at paninindak (ng bata) nalaman na lang namin na nakuha pala ng isang grupo (ng mga batang snatchers ata) ang bag at cellphone niya. nasa bag ng binata ang wallet niya.

nakakalungkot, walang tumulong nung kasaluuyang may nagyayari sa aming harapon. ako mismo, biglang dumikit sa matangkad at kyut (heh-heh) na lalaking kapareho kong nag-aabang nung panahong iyon. nang makatakbo na palayo ang bata saka sinabi ng mga regular nang dyaryo boys doon na kanina pa daw minumukhaan ng mga bata yung binata. nag-suggest sila na isumbong daw sa mga pulis. nang makakita ng humaharurot na pulis na nagmo-motorsiklo, pinara nila ito. sumenyas si mamang pulis na "banda doon" daw kaso natakot na ang binata kasi binantaan daw siya ng mga snatchers na kilala na daw siya ng mga ito.

nung makasakay na ako ng fx saka lang ako nakapag-isip. sana pinatid ko yung bata o kaya hinampas ko ng malaki kong bag. siguro naman pwede na naming pagtulung-tulungan yun. kaso wala nga sa amin ang tumulong. bakit kaya hindi tumulong yung matangkad (at kyut!) na mama? o kaya yung mga dyaryo boys? kung tutuusin kaya nilang sindakin sabay pingutin sa tenga yung bata. sabi na mismo ng mga dyaryo boys na wala namang balisong yung bata, na nananakot lang daw yun. haaaayyy...alam ko wala akong karapatang husgahan sila dahil ako nga mismo hindi nakaisip tumulong nung panahong iyon. kaso bakit hindi binigyan ng babala nung mga dyaryo boys yung kawawang binata na minamanmanan na pala siya ng mga snatchers???

nagsisisi ako kasi hindi ako nakatulong sa binata kahit sa simpleng paraan. huli na nang maisip ko na sana man lang naabutan ko siya nang P50 (P150 na lang kasi pera ko). o kaya naman nilapitan ko yung pulis at pinapunta ko sa binata.

tsk-tsk-tsk...

may gusto pa akong tumbukin kaso uuwi na si alfred, ayokong umuwi mag-isa. mahirap na. bukas na lang siguro ang karugtong.

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notes to self:

para makaiwas sa ganitong sitwasyon, hindi na ako magpapa-gabi mag-isa sa baclaran. sinisiguro ko naman tuwing mag-aabang ako na mayroon akong mga kasabay. pero sa tingin ko hindi sapat yun. kailangan manmanan ko din ang mga tao sa paligid ko nang sa ganon ay pwede pa akong lumapit sa madaming tao o kaya'y kumausap at humingi ng tulong sa taong mukhang kaya akong ipagtanggol. naalala ko yung nabasa ko sa email (about rape naman yun) na "make eye contact" at wag ipakitang takot para maisip ng masamang nilalang na ito na hindi ka nga takot at tinandaan mo ang mukha niya. siguro kahit paano ay magkakaroon pa din ng epekto iyon sa nagnanasang gumawa ng masama sa atin.

para makaiwas na din, wag nang magpakita ng cellphone o alahas. maglabas ng payong na pwedeng pamukpok.

tama ba naman???

2005-11-14T17:53:00.000+08:00

habang mag-isang nagtratrabaho (ows??? pramis, totoo! heh-heh) sa kabilang kwarto, hindi maiwasang mapakanta, kaso sa isip lang (mas mabuti na din yun!). hindi ko maipaliwanag kung bakit bigla kong naisip ang weird na kulay purple na dinosaur --- korek, si Barney nga ang sumagi sa isipan ko. tapos bigla kong kinanta ang jingle like this..."Denver, the last Dinosaur. Heroes in a half shell. Turtle power!!!".

huwatttttt??? yan din ang tanong ko sa sarili. hindi ko alam kung saan nanggaling yun. ang mas weird pa ay ilang beses na pauilit-ulit ko itong kinakanta sa isip ko bago ko ma-realize ang ka-weirduhan nito. nyahahahaha...buti na lang at di ko ito kinanta aloud katulad ng madalas kong ginagawa.

kung kabisado niyo ang tono ng theme ng Denver, the last Dinosaur at Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles, try niyong kantahin. pwede di ba???

nyahahaha...labo ko , mehn.

speech 1

2005-11-14T17:43:00.000+08:00

medyo mahaba. medyo naka-relate. hmmmmmm...got this email from my officemate, joyce.

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GET A LIFE

Jose Dalisay Jr., PhD

Address to the Graduating ClassUP Baguio, 23 April 2005

Former UP President (Francisco) Nemenzo - whom I was privileged to serve - was frankly not too fond of the phrase “iskolar ng bayan” to describe the UP student. We are all, of course, scholars of the people in this university, in the technical sense that our studies are subsidized by the sweat of the poor, whose hopes we bear upon our shoulders.

But the President's point was that scholarship remains a distinction to be earned not merely by scoring well in an entrance examination, but by adopting a lifelong attitude of critical inquiry and rational judgment.

This, sadly, is something that many of us lose upon our entry into the University and our immersion in its life - not only its intellectual and academic life, but also its social and professional life. The curiosity ends, the magic fades, the writing dries up, and we retreat to a cocoon - to a dimly lit room marked "Me & Myself" - there to spend the rest of our career sulking over the next fellow's promotion and so-and-so's research grant.

"Get a life" has been one of my lifelong mantras. I have always believed that while a formal education is a wonderful thing, what I call an active life - with all its serendipitous detours and little accidents - is even better. It is a cliché by now to say that there are many things we can never learn in school - but for those of us who are in school, it is even more important to remember this.

Some of the best things happen when we step outside of our own lives and begin to be engaged in those of others. Often, the answers to our own problems lie in others, and in their larger predicaments. While involvement in a great cause can also create its own kind of blindness to everything else, I believe that, at least once in our lives, we should embrace a passion larger than ourselves; even the disillusionment that often follows can be very instructive, and will bring us one step closer to wisdom.

One of the best ideas I ever heard came from a friend whom I used to play billiards with until the wee hours of the morning: "Everyone," he said while cleaning up the balls on the table, "should be entitled to make at least one big mistake."

I would not have been the writer I became if I had chosen the safe path and stayed where I was supposed to be. It took me two years to finish my MFA, and only three to finish my PhD. But before that, it took me 14 years to get my AB.

At 12 - like your chancellor - I entered the Philippine Science High School. As my parents never tired of telling anyone who cared to listen (and even those who didn't), I was the entrance-exam topnotcher of my batch, No. 1 of about 6,000 examinees. However, what my parents didn't say was that after my first year in Science High, I was going to be kicked out - with a 1.0 in English and a 5.0 in Math.

What happened? Well, you might say that I got a life. From the grade-school nerd who read two books a day in our all-boys Catholic school, I suddenly discovered girls, parties, and fun. What did I do? I used my 1.0 in English to save my 5.0 in Math, by writing a letter of appeal that began with "At the outset, let me say that I bear malice toward none." I guess it worked, because they put me on probation for a year, and I survived PSHS by the skin of my teeth.

At 16, I entered UP as an industrial engineering major - and promptly got a 5.0 in Math 17, for too many absences - the bane of the arrogant Science High graduate, even the perennial flunker like me who thought he already knew more Math than he needed to know.

At 17, still a freshman, I quit college - over the tears of my mother, whose fondest hope was for me to graduate from UP just like she did. I wanted to join the revolution, like many of my comrades; at the same time I was impatient to get a job.

At 18, I was working as a newspaper reporter covering hospital fires, US embassy rallies, suicide cases, factory strikes, and typhoon relief operations.

I spent most of my 19th year in martial-law prison.
At 20, I was a husband and father.
At 26, I took my first foreign trip.
At 27, I learned how to drive - and went back to school.
At 30, I got my AB, and decided that what I wanted to do was to write and teach for the rest of my life, so here I am.

I have been shot at, imprisoned, and worst of all, rejected by more crushes than I care to remember. Aside from my abortive career in journalism, I once worked as a cook-waiter-cashier-busboy-janitor, cutting 40 pounds of pork and chicken every day before turning them into someone's dinner.

Much earlier, I worked as a municipal employee, checking the attendance of Metro Aides at seven in the morning, and then I studied printmaking and sold my etchings cheaply by the dozen in Ermita. Incidentally, it was at that printmaking shop that I met my wife June, who's here with me today, and for whose patience with my colorful moods I am forever grateful.

Some of these events have found their way to my writing; most of them have not and never will. I believe that creative writing should generate its own excitement, beyond whatever may have happened to the author in his or her own life. But neither can I deny that my outlook has been influenced by what I have seen out there, as bright, as indelible, and as disturbing as fresh blood.

If we are to abide by the Phi Kappa Phi motto to "let the love of learning rule humanity," we should first ourselves be ruled by the love of learning - learning from books, and learning beyond them.

On the other side of the equation, let me observe that there is, today, a nascent but disturbing strain of anti-intellectualism in Philippine politics and society. The vulgar __expression of this sentiment has taken the form of the suggestion that we can dispense with brains and education when it comes to our national leadership, because they have done us no good, anyway.

It is easy to see how this perception came about, and how its attractiveness derives from its being at least partially true. Many of our people feel betrayed by their best and brightest - the edukado, as we are called in our barangays - because we are too easily bought out by the powers that be. Marcos and Estrada had probably the best Cabinets in our political history, well-stocked with prestigious PhDs from places like Oxford and Stanford; but in the end, even they could do nothing against their President and his excesses.

For us UP graduates, the seductions of power will always be there. Power and wealth are also very interesting games to play, and few play them better than UP grads - the power side more than the wealth, as I suspect that Ateneans and La Sallites are better at making money than we are.

But even these can put you out of touch. I have friends in Malacañang and Makati who seem to have lost all sense of life, thought, and feeling on the street, beyond what their own commissioned surveys tell them. Worse, they seem to have lost touch with their old, honest, self-critical selves. They forgot all about Sophocles and poetry and mystery and music you can't buy at the record store.

To be a UP student, faculty member, and alumnus is to be burdened but also ennobled by a unique mission - not just the mission of serving the people, which is in itself not unique, and which is also reflected, for example, in the Atenean concept of being a "man for others." Rather, to my mind, our mission is to lead and to be led by reason - by independent, scientific, and secular reason, rather than by politicians, priests, shamans, bankers, or generals.

You are UP because you can think and speak for yourselves, by your own wits and on your own two feet, and you can do so no matter what the rest of the people in the room may be thinking. You are UP because no one can tell you to shut up, if you have something sensible and vital to say. You are UP because you dread not the poverty of material comforts but the poverty of the mind. And you are UP because you care about something as abstract and sometimes as treacherous as the idea of "nation", even if it kills you.

Sometimes, long after UP, we forget these things and become just like everybody else; I certainly have. Even so, I suspect that that forgetfulness is laced with guilt - the guilt of knowing that you were, and could yet become, somebody better. And you cannot even argue that you did not know, because today, I just told you so.

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grabe, medyo naisip at naalala ko lang, hindi pala ako nakarinig ng ganito. haaaaaayyyy...anyway, ang importante naka-gradweyt after toooooot years. heh-heh. ;)

God is good...

2005-11-11T18:05:00.000+08:00

"I sought the Lord and He heard me, and delivered me from all my fears" Psalms 37:4

I wouldn't want this day to end without expressing here how greatful I am to God. Dear God, You are so0o0o0o0o0o0o good, despite my doubtful heart and small faith. Thank you very much for taking away my fears. Thank you for giving me peace. Thank you for keeping him safe. I can't thank You enough.

I love You po!

......

2005-11-07T16:04:00.000+08:00

i had been wondering all night about what happened. i feel completely helpless. i can't think straight. i realized i didn't have enough options. the best i can do is pray hard, hope, and wait...desperately waiting. i've been trying my best to keep away terrible thoughts from my head. it's dragging this day slow.

one more day. tomorrow, i pray everything will be okay.

please be safe. dear God, please keep him safe.

it's all worth it :)

2005-10-14T17:31:00.001+08:00

kahapon lamang ay sinubukan kong gamitin ang milling machine nang walang assistance. bukod sa kapos ang parisukat na bakelight na nabuo ko (dahil kulang din ang aking pagsukat!), ay ito pa ang inabot ko. kapag nila-lock ko kasi yung stage ay kailangan ng konting pwersa na di ko nako-control kaya tumatama sa bakal ang braso ko. siguro isang gamit pa ulit at makukuha ko na ang teknik ni ranny, our "jig master". pero sa totoo lang masaya naman ako sa sinapit ko. kasi di na ako takot gamitin si milling machine. fwends na kami ;) onga pala, hello BH! na-miss mo ba ako? sabi nila blogmates-slash-officemates, "naghihingalo" ka na daw.

today...september 27, 2005...

2005-09-27T18:06:00.001+08:00

marks my first year of work in LSPI. thank you Lord for keeping me here where i learned many new things, met people and made friends, shared different experiences...

a random summary of my full and rich year...(uwi na kasi ako, zero tolerance daw kasi kami eh :) )

autocad. autodesk inventor. buntong hininga. laser diode. snell's law. lenses. gaussian beam. lost weight. staffhouse. cooking schedule. dishwashing schedule. general cleaning. 6S audit. adrian. sir eman. alfred. mark. aris. john. pinky. karen. nancy. joyce. edwards. von. mon. gretz. grace. kuya jojo. jerome. charles. seiki. seiki's kids. rannie and the milling machine. maintenance people --- domie, rannie again, cesar, monch, sherdie. manong mel's smiling face :). dishwashing sa eng'g. sonia. controlled room. ethel. LE room. tagaytay escapade. plaza sa tanza. jamming. dream building. splash island. padi's point cavite. bay walk. intramuros. YM! limewire. downloads. naruto lunch break ;) parts inspection. meann. measurescope. drilling machine. bakelight. MRTX. LE. okabe. suppliers. quotation. nihongo 101 (no more). zero tolerance. 26th birthday surprise. island's songs. serious and goofy eng'g pictorials. eagle point planning. evaluation. tinapay. breaktime. coffee.

oooopssss...gotta run. karen here :)

please vote...

2005-09-04T14:26:00.000+08:00

got this from the mail:

Dear Guys,

Did you know that the Philippines’ coconut geotextile ( a.k.a. coconet) for soil erosion control has been chosen as one of the 12 finalists in Newsweek and BBC’s (British Broadcasting Corporation) World’s World Challenge?

The World Challenge is basically a competition/search designed at identifying groups or individuals all over the world whose projects have contributed great impact at grass roots level.

A documentary about Philippine Coconut geotextile or coconet industry will be shown on the BBC World cable channel on September 24 around 8:30 GMT and will also be featured in the August 29 special issue of Newsweek.

“The World Challenge” already offers a tremendous exposure and publicity to our flourishing Philippine coconut geotextile industry and to our Philippine coconut fiber exporters. But it would be great liberation for our country, which has been getting very bad publicity nowadays, to win this prestigious competition.

To vote, please open www.theworldchallenge.co.uk and click the picture of Philippine coconet.

Please help us campaign for more voters by forwarding this message to your co-workers, friends and relatives.

Thanks

Melvin Joves

tita sit

2005-08-22T19:22:00.002+08:00

simula nang lumipat kami sa bulacan nung mag-gre-grade 3 na ako, madalas akong pumunta sa makati para mag-bakasyon. minsan pa nga kahit pasko hanggang bagong taon doon ako nagse-celebrate sa mga tita ko dahil masaya doon at nandoon ang mga barkada at pinsan ko. (nung medyo malaki na ako, naisip ko din naman na sayang ang mga panahong iyon na di ko ginugol sa piling ng mahal kong pamilya. pero wala na akong magagawa doon, tapos na iyon.) sa makati din, maganda, makulay at talaga namang bongga tuwing mahal na araw. paano ba naman pinagkakagastusan talaga ng bawat magkakapitbahay ang pagpapaganda ng mga kalbaryo dahil me pa-kontest ito. si tita sit ko pinag-re-rent pa ng traysikel ni tito ernek para mapasyal at malibot ang lahat ng mga kalbaryo. may 30 + ata lahat yun...

alam kong lab na lab ni tito si tita. sa katunayan, nakikita ko si tatay sa kanya --- kung gaano nila ka-lab pareho ang mga asawa nila. nakakataba ng puso. si tito kasi mali-mali kaya naman tuwing andyan siya, bagong uwi sa umaga, niloloko siya ni tita sit at ni ate lorie. kung minsan naman kapag sa gabi siya dumadating, kung ano-ano ang pinapabili ni tita --- balot, ice cream, wendy's meal, pansit, etc...ginigising pa talaga kami para kumain. doon nga lang ako kumain ng balot kasama ang sisiw eh, pinapapikit nila ako.

si nanay at si tita sit sa tingin ko ang pinaka-close sa magkakapatid. si tita ellen na din, medyo. tuwing nagkikita ang dalawa puro kwento sila sa isa't-isa. kalimitan tungkol sa mga karanasan nila sa mga pasaway nilang anak (ako yun!). naiinis si nanay kasi di sumusunod kay tita ang mga anak niya kaya si nanay minsan ang nagta-taray at nagse-sermon dito. madalas din biruin ni tita si nanay kasi mas matanda ito, medyo slow ang pick-up pagdating sa mga jokes. eh maloko pa naman si tita sit...hindi niya nakakalimutang tawagan o i-text si nanay kapag birthday nito. minsan magte-text yun para sabihin na pumunta naman kami doon sa kanya at dalawin siya..."Nen, punta ka naman dito"...

dati kasi pilay si tita sit. matagal din siyang pabalik-balik sa ospital dahil na din diabetic siya. taon-taon ito sa katunayan. nagbabantay pa nga ako sa kanya kung minsan. wala na yung isa niyang knee-cap. hanggang sa kinailangan na putulin na lang ang isa niyang paa, ilang taon na din ang nakakaraan.

si tita sit din pala ang nag-aayos ng buhok ko noong bata pa ako. magaling siyang mag-tirintas ng buhok, lahat ng klase --- pa-headband, isang braid, 2 braids, princess leia style --- magaling siya doon. mas magaling ke nanay...kapag wala si tito, ako ang katabi nito sa pagtulog kapag nagbabakasyon ako sa kanila.

birthday niya nung august 6. tinext ko nga kaso di nag-reply kaya akala ko nagpalit na ng number. nung december dinalaw ko pa siya sa makati med bago ako umuwi sa cavite dahil naoperahan siya dahil sa breast cancer. payat na talaga siya (lahi kasi sila ng matataba). pero masigla na siya nung nakita ko. nitong mga nakaraang linggo pala, humina na siya. naka-oxygen na daw at di na makakain, liquid food na lang na pinapadaan sa tube. wala kaming kamalay-malay sa bulacan. nakakainis yung ganon. bakit hindi ko kinumusta o tinanong man lang sa pinsan ko kung nag-iba na nga ba siya ng number? sayang talaga. hindi ko man lang siya nadalaw o nakumusta.

wala na si tita kahapon ng umaga. nakakalungkot. ito na naman...flashback na naman...di ko maiwasang maramdaman at maalala ulit ang nangyari nung isang taon...nanghihinayang na naman...mami-miss ko itong tita kong ito...sorry po talaga kung di ko na kayo nakumusta at nabisita ulit.

Sixta B. Reyes --- Tita Sit
August 6, 1948 - August 21, 2005

miswaHAHAHA!!!

2005-08-18T08:10:00.000+08:00

patawa talaga ito...check niyo ha. nasa blog link ko ito. baka din makilala niyo yung ibang non-fictional characters dito...taga-p6 lang po sila. heh-heh..Mga Kwentong Ate Guard

:aaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgggggggggggghhhh... (BH 5)

2005-08-16T07:42:00.001+08:00

.............grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr............hmph....................

these were supposedly my outbursts yesterday. well since last week actually...it all started with the parts delaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay, then assembly (why won't the screws fit?!?!), then inspection and adjustment (where i have to repeatedly screw and unscrew, assemble and disassemble the prototypes). i was sooooooooooo so frustrated yesterday had i the right to throw those stuff to the moon, i could have. since i can't and being the cry-baby that i am, plus the fact that i am all alone in the dark LE room, i resorted to crying. my boss unsuspectedly came and saw me. he thought i was sleeping (me? sleeping??? not with those stuff around me and in my head!) then asked me what's wrong...bottomline is, he made me list all the problems i encountered for a possible re-design of the prototypes. so today, we're going to have a meeting with the big boss. i pray everything will turn out okay. after this, i hope i can go back to the eng'g office now. i miss my PC which i only get to use it during breaktime to check my mails, YM! and blog. i had been ethel's "ampon" (what's the english term for this???) for almost 2 weeks now in the controlled room. thanks to her (i had the chance to know her better druring my OT's), to gretz and von for making me use their PCs for surfing, autocad, and chikka (heh-heh), to von again for lending me his muscles (it's so hard to pull out those inside cylinders), to mark's desk, to pinky for keeping me company when she has nothing else to do (ooops...heh-heh. don't worry ma'am doesn't read my blog, but sometimes her hubby does! :p), to japs (you're so pretty), to ate cris (for reminding me not to leave my cell phone in the LE room), to ate leah for the methanol...who else??? hmmmm...

ampon = adopted child. thankie alfred! ;)

ok, back to work. i still have to read some stuff...

texan timeline Ü

2005-08-11T07:29:00.000+08:00

Ü happy birthday Ü

random like raindrops

2005-08-06T07:08:00.000+08:00

sleepy. bed and blanket. lazy. hot coffee. is he feeling better now? general cleaning today. assembly. inspection. overtime. again? maybe. pillows. cuddle. hugs. excited. nervous. happeeeeeeeeee! worried. are you okay? i'm sorry. i need more time and space. "I could sing of Your love forever" by JOC --- nice song. happy birthday tita sit, mabin and wonald. belated happy birthday to val. dark office. 7 minutes more. mishyu...

updates

2005-08-01T07:38:00.000+08:00

it had been a very busy week last week. we moved out of our apartment late at night (2 late nights!) to a new one in a different area. exciting, fun, and tiring experience. lots of thanks to the men who did all, well most, of the hard and dirty jobs. the girls' house is aleady clean and fixed while theirs' up to now needs some more housekeeping. well what would you expect from them? heh-heh. but then their space downstairs is smaller compared to ours so they are having problems where to put away stuffs.

the new staffhouse is waaaaaay cleaner than the old old one. we are the first borders there. it's a duplex, the men right beside us. three floors, the third being the rooftop where we're supposed to do our laundry. but the girls' washing machine is still downsatirs :(...maybe later we'll ask the boys to bring it upstairs for us. the first time we learned about the rooftop before moving there, parteeeeeeyyyhhh came to our mind! there we won't be bothering neighbors late at night. heh-heh. there are 2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom. we are planning of buying stuffs next payday to make our place nicer, cleaner, and cozier. a little interior decorating maybe --- curtains, pillows, candles! i don't know with the boys...

the next good thing about living there is the traffic-free ride to the office. yehey! 10 minutes and we're there, no need to rush. but then unlike in the old area where we used to live there are no groceries, mister donuts, night markets, water-refilling station, drugstore, video city, internet shops, and 7-11 nearby. we really have to take long walks before we find one. but we did find one mini-grocery when pinky and me went looking for them yesterday afternoon. it was her idea to make us familiar with the place. thanks to her.

there are many cats and dogs (many kitty and doggy litters too!), tons of sari-sari stores and carenderia, and cute little kids! it felt safer now that i had slept there for 4 nights already, plus the fact that kuya jojo already changed the locks and nancy and me put on a latch to the terrace door in our bedroom. the neighbors seem friendly.

i think we'll completely get used to the apartment in no time...

hah-hah! i already had my monday mischief this morning. just after closing the bedroom door, i tried to get in again for my phone. i didn't know that the door was locked when i closed it. pinky has the only key to it but unfortunately her stuffs are still inside! poor aris, still sleepy lying on the sofa waiting for his turn to the shower, got involved in the blooper i made. it took him time to dislodge the door knob, probably because he's still sleepy and hasn't taken his breakfast yet. ;) thankie aris!

oh well...i'm still looking forward to a great day ahead. busy, but will still be great! Ü

one more...i just got to put this because alfred insisted. i was looking for the hammer in the other staffhouse so i went up (nobody's around downstairs) and knocked on the bedroom. alfred was there, halk-naked! he has his pants on so don't worry, it's nothing shocking or scandalous. heh-heh. i asked him to open the other room to look for it and then he remembered he hasn't put up his zippers yet (how do i correctly say that?hmmm...). but i didn't really notice it not until he turned his back on me and zipped his pants. heh-heh. also, the hammer didn't make it in time as aris already opened the door..(there alfred, satistfied?) aris also requested i should highlight his name. ;)

ok, work now...

mushy song #2: Love Moves (in Mysterious Ways)

2005-07-27T07:41:00.002+08:00

I always forget the lyrics. Last night I even bugged my roomate, who was doing her laundry, about the lyrics. This time I just got to post it down here.

Love Moves in (Mysterious Ways)

(written by Tom Snow and Dean Pitchford)

Who'd have thought this is how the pieces fit

You and I shouldn't even try making sense of it

I forgot how we ever came this far

I believe we had reasons but I don't know what they are

So blame it on my heart, oh

Love moves in mysterious ways

It's always so surprising

When love appears over the horizon

I'll love you for the rest of my days

But still it's a mystery

How you ever came to me

Which only proves

Love moves in mysterious ways

Heaven knows love is just a chance we take

We make plans but then love demands a leap of faith

So hold me close and never ever let me go

'Cos even though we think we know which way the river flows

That's not the way love goes, no

Like the ticking of a clock two hearts beat as one

But I'll never understand the way it's done, oh

Love moves... in mysterious ways....

originally sung by julia fordham. i like the local, acoustic versions very much, but honestly i can't seem to distinguish between MYMP's and Nina's versions.

happy singing!

kuwentong corny (edited title)

2005-07-26T07:35:00.000+08:00

kani-kanina lang, tanaw na tanaw ko mula sa jeep ang isang babaeng naghulog ng kauubos pa lang niya na mais. feeling niya ang laki ng basurahan niya, binuksan lang ng konti ang bintana ng kotse saka hinulog. feeling niya din siguro sinusundan siya ng basurahan kaya kahit anong oras pwede mag-tapon ng basura, mashu-shoot naman.

tsk-tsk-tsk...

naalala ko, nung pauwi naman ako nung linggo ng gabi, ganun din ang nangyari. nakasakay ako sa bus sa baclaran na naghihintay mapuno. katabi pa din ang isang babae na kumakain din ng mais. hapunan niya ata yun. pagka-ubos, tinapon niya sa may bintana ang pinagkainan. in fairness, in-extend naman niya ang kanyang braso para mapunta sa gilid yung basura niya kasama ng iba pang mga kalat na bahagi na ng dekorasyon ng baclaran. naisip ko nung oras na yun, bumaba kaya ako ng bus at pulutin yung mais? pero siyempre sa isip ko lang yun, over na kung gawin ko pa. saka madaming kalat na kasama, dapat pati yun pulutin ko din. parang gusto ko lang makonsensya man lang siya. isa pang tumakbo sa isip ko nun na bago pa man niya ihagis sa labas, hingin ko na lang yung kalat niya at kapag tinanong na lang ako kung bakit, sabihin ko na lang "gumagawa kasi kami ng compost pit sa bahay eh", sabay ngising aso para di siya mapahiya. grabe no, ako pa nahiya sa kanya.

haaaaaaay...

naka-kotse pa naman si girl number 1, tapos ganun siya. pero wala naman yun sa kung me kotse ka o wala, kung mayaman ka o hindi. nasa kinalakihan, konsensya, kalinisan sa sarili, disiplina. hindi naman siguro nakakaligtaan na ituro sa mga eskwela simula nung bata pa tayo na ang basura ay sa basurahan itinatapon. mahirap ba yun? kailangan bang bumalik ulit ng kindergarten para matutunan ulit ito? hassle ba kung ilagay muna sa bag o sa kotse o bitbitin muna ang kalat at saka itapon kapag me na-sight na na basurahan?

nakakalungkot. nakakainis.

wishful thinking

2005-07-21T12:31:00.000+08:00

ang sarap ng ganitong panahon. maliligo muna tapos balik sa kama, nakatalukbong ng kumot at maraming unan sa paligid mo dahil malamig. ang sarap matulog maghapon,babangon na lang para kumain kung di na makayanan ang gutom. nood ng tv, palipat-lipat ng channel. pero mas gusto ko pa rin ang mahiga na lang sa kama. haaaaay...wishful thinking.

nami-miss ko na din ang maligo sa ulan. kahit maginaw, sa umpisa lang naman yun. tapos mag-basketball, este shooting lang pala, habang umuulan....wishful thinking na naman. miss ko na tuloy si peach :(

masarap siguro kung maghabulan din sa damuhan ng naka-paa....hmmm...

feel kong kanta-kantahin ang, "...lalala lalala...tuwing umuulan at kapiling ka..." tapos magka-cuddle kami ng special someone. ayiheeeeeee! last na wishful thinking na ito. ;)

"...ula-aa-aa-aa-aan, sinong di mapapasayaw. sa ula-aan-aan-aan-aan. sinong di mapapasayaw sa ulan..."

muni-muni a.k.a. buntong hininga 4

2005-07-14T12:44:00.000+08:00

tama nga ba? pang-apat na BH na ba ito? hindi masama ang loob ko. hindi din ako malungkot. inis, maaari pa. naiinis ako sa sarili ko.

nais ko lang mag-isip, mag-tanda, matuto, mangakong magbago, at magbago. madaming pagkakataon na ang pinalipas ko. ilang okasyon na din kailan lang ang pilit nagpapaalala sa akin ng mga bagay na dapat matagal ko nang kinalakihan. batid ko naman na hindi ako makakausad kung mananatili ako sa ganitong kaisipan. hindi ako mapapayapa.

akala ko pa naman malakas na ako dahil sa isang napakahalagang desisyon na nagawa ko nang na nakaraang taon. pero tila naudlot ako sa paglakad. tinamad humakbang? natakot? pareho...

basta, ayoko nang mabagabag. gusto ko nang makawala. kailangan na muling magpatuloy.

naks! ang drama.

this will make you laugh :)

2005-07-13T09:56:00.000+08:00

patawa talaga. nakakatuwa. kasi don't buy pirated stuffs!!!
Bacstroke of the West

have a nice day everyone! ;)

para sa mag-ama sa sm north

2005-06-27T18:09:00.000+08:00

hindi tayo dapat mawalan ng pag-asa sa mga Pilipino. mayroon pa ring ilan na tapat, o sadyang may mabubuting puso. isang linggo ang nakakaraan nang mapanood ko bus patungong MRT ang balita sa unang hirit tungkol sa ilang pulis na nagsauli ng malaking halaga (milyon kung di ako nagkakamali). dahil pababa na rin ako kaya hindi ko masyadong nakuha ang detalye. nakakaganda naman talaga ng umaga ang ganung klase ng balita sa kabila ng napakalaking kontrobersya na nasa paligid natin. dapat noon ko pa ito nai-blog, pero dahil sa katamaran hindi ko na nagawa pa.

so bakit ko nga ba minabuting isulat ito ngayon kahit na huli na? dahil kasi ito sa isang pangyayarinung nakaraang sabado sa sm city north.

nagkita kami ni peach dahil sa matagal ko nang utang sa kanya na pangakong ililibre ko siya sa sine. nagpa-develop ng picture, nag-window shopping ng damit, nagsukat ng damit, pinasukan lahat ng sale ng sapatos, nakabili ng sandals, kinuha ang pinadevelop na pictures, nag-take-out sa BK, pumila sa sinehan, nanood ng batman. mukhang masaya ano? unwinding at updates ng buhay-buhay habang naglilibot. pero pagkagaling muna sa fuji, bago pa man maganap ang nasabing pangyayari, nahulog muna si cellphone. nakakapanindig-balahibo ito para sa isang dukhang katulad ko na magbibigay pa lang ng pangalawang hulog (36 hulog lahat) sa kanyang kuya bilang pagbabayad dito. patawa pa (pero di nakakatawa) kasi pinag-uusapan namin ang cp ko habang naglalakad. mas patawa pa (pero hindi talaga, pramis) kasi hindi ko namalayan may hawak akong sweater. akala ko na-shoot ko na sa bag.

nalaman na lang namin ng kalabitin si peach ng isang "angel". "Miss, nahulog po " sabay abot. pag lingon namin, hinihintay siya ng daddy niyang nakangiti sa kanyang anak at sa amin. shocked talaga ako nung na-realize ko na di ko pala na-realize na nahulog na si cp. thank you lang at ngiti ang naibigay ko kasi medyo huminto ang paligid ko nung time na yun (totoo pala yun!) at isa pa naglakad na din sila kaagad.

naiinis nga ako kasi hindi ko na masyado matandaan ang mga mukha nila. sana kinunan ko na lang sila :). hindi ko man lang nayakap o na-kiss yung bata. :(

bilib ako sa bata. mas lalo akong bilib sa daddy kasi siya ang nag-turo ng mabuting asal sa anak niya. maraming-maraming-maraming salamat talaga!

kung bawat pamilya may itinanim na mabubuting asal, wala nang magnanakaw (o mangungurakot). lalaking mga matatapat na mamamayan ang bawat isa. uunlad na ang ating bansa!

wow! ang sarap mangarap ano? habang may pangarap, may pag-asa. ituloy lang natin ito.

hmmmm...really???

2005-06-07T11:51:00.000+08:00

Which Naruto Character Are You?
Test by naruto - kun.com

time-space warp, ngayun din!!!

2005-06-06T18:36:00.001+08:00

Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Shigi-shigi...
Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Shigi-shigi...

Fushigi-shigi Makafushigi Ruwa
Fushigi-shigi Makafushigi Ruwa
Fushigi-girai wa yowamushi komushi Ruwa
(Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Ruwa)
Zuden to tataite keto-keto-ketobashite
(Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Ruwa)
Koro-koro-koro-korogase
Fukai tanisoko tsukiotose
Fushigi Fushigi Fushigi
Ruwa Ruwa Ruwa

Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Shigi-shigi...
Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Shigi-shigi...

Fushigi-shigi Makafushigi Ruwa
Fushigi-shigi Makafushigi Ruwa
Fushigi-girai wa nakimushi komushi Ruwa
(Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Ruwa)
Tsuite tsunette nage-nage-nagetobashi
(Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Ruwa)
Zuru-zuru-zuru hikizure
Fukai mizuumi hourikome
Fushigi Fushigi Fushigi
Ruwa Ruwa Ruwa

Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Shigi-shigi...
Shigi-shigi Ruwa Shigi-shigi Shigi-shigi...

Fushigi Songu; Mysterious Song
Lyricist = Uehara Shouzou
Composer / Arranger = Watanabe Michiaki
Singer = Koorogi '73

ayos ba na intro kay BH2??? di ako makahanap ng tugtog eh, sayang...

maraming salamat kay Fuuma Lear, este Master Yoda pala,sa pag-upgrade kay BH2. asteeeeeegg ka!!!

sabi niya, best viewed using IE or Netscape si BH2. di makikita yung cute fonts ko ni Mozilla :(

ano ba? hunyo na!

2005-06-06T17:19:00.000+08:00

inaagiw na si BH noh!!!
mag-post ka naman...
tama na ang naruto!

tsk...tsk...tsk...

ASTEEEEEGG si Neiji!!!

2005-05-31T19:22:00.000+08:00

LIBRE amusement

2005-05-23T18:09:00.000+08:00

It's been 2 consecutive mondays that i've missed riding the MRT because i didn't like to spend my 10 minutes waiting for the station to open. this morning i just waited 3 minutes. i ocassionally dozed off on my trip, which was good. and i was able to get a copy of Libre, which is what this post is all about...

here's what i read...geneva cruz on her cousin donna rumored of being a battered wife...

"Yong would never hit Donna. He's an opthalmologist; he really takes care of his hands. It's important that when he handles patients, he's not pasmado (shaky, sweaty hands)."

i couldn't help but grin after reading it on the bus to baclaran...it doesn't matter to me if the rumors are true or not.BUT...

hellooooooooooo??? Ö watta justification!!!

aliyah "nik-nik" monica

2005-05-11T17:57:00.002+08:00

meet my kyutie niece. she was born december 1st last year. ÜÜÜ

dear blog

2005-05-11T17:32:00.000+08:00

dear BH,

wag ka sanang magtampo. batid ko di na kita napagtutuunan ng pansin simula ng dumating sa buhay ko ang limewire. hatid kasi nito sila naruto at escaflowne. wag kang mag-alala, matatapos ko na bukas ang oav ng escaflowne (dapat sana ngayon kaso ako ang toka sa pagluluto), at iintayin ko na lang ang ipa-pa-burn kong naruto ke arg. makakaluwag-luwag na ang skedyul ko, pramis hanggang episode 30 na lang ang ida-download ko na naruto. kulang na lang ng apat!

baka naman isipin mo na puro na lang ako anime. hindi naman (60-70%. nyahaha!). nag-eensayo din naman ako mag-(autodesk) inventor. na-aaliw, nacha-challenge, nafru-frustrate kapag edit ng edit ng sketch, nananakit ang likod sa pag-gawa ng 3D models. sinusubukan kong i-reproduce yung mga models sa Invetor NG World Cup 2003. pangungunahan na kita, hindi ako sasali sa world cup...hindi PA. beginner pa lang ako, siguro isang buwang praktis pa. kasabay kong gumagawa si aris, sa katunayan ako ang nag-aya sa kanya. buti na lang walang pustahan kundi talo ako kasi nasa pangatlo na ata siya na model, ako 1 pa lang. kailangan ko pa ng ibayong pagsasanay. kapag nakagawa na ako ng escaflowne (including dragon mode ha!) sa inventor, senyales na iyon na sasali na ako sa Inventor NG World Cup! bwahahahaha...ang sarap mangarap. Ü

o ayan, naiintindihan mo na siguro ang kalagayan ko. inaasahan ko ang isang-daang porsyentong suporta mula sa iyo ha. i-imagine-nin kong sinasabi mo sa akin ala-justin/jessie, "Kaya mo yan Schlieren!".

lubos na humihingi ng pang-unawa,

Schlieren

naruto-limewire-escaflowne

2005-05-06T17:52:00.000+08:00

na-hook ako sa naruto. nakakatawa.. .ayos kasi ang limewire eh, ambilis. dami ko na na-download. kumpleto na ang escaflowne ko in 2 days lang. kaso madami-dami pa ang kelangang i-download na naruto kasi episode 18 pa lang ako as of today. hindi ko na kasi mahintay yung ipa-pa-burn kong copies from arg eh. nakakabitin kung di ko itutuloy .haaaay...

okey talaga ang limewire (kesa kazaa). dahil dito di ko na mapansin si blog. sa katunayan nga eh nagmamadali akong mag-type para masimulan na ang episode 18 (19 na ata ako?!).

o siya...na-kyu-curious na talaga ako kung paano mabubuhay si sasuke.

out!

logic ng isang 4-year old

2005-05-03T18:06:00.000+08:00

Matapos magwalis-(walisan) sa labas, pumasok sa loob ng bahay ang aking apat na taong gulang na pamangkin.

Ako: (Pagkakita sa mga nakalabas na tahi ng shorts ng kyut na pamangkin) O, bakit baliktad ang shorts mo???
Eya: Eh kasi nabasa yung "showt" ko eh.
Ako: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! (ang kyut niya, sabi ko sa sarili ko)

That was a nice laugh for me. And I really find it cute and charming...

hmmmm...parang may gustong ipahiwatig

2005-05-03T05:16:00.000+08:00

nakuha ko muli mula sa blag ni moowa

Your #1 Match: ISFJ

The Nurturer

You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.
A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.
In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.
You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.

You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.

Your #2 Match: ESFJ

The Caregiver

You are sympathetic and caring, putting friends and family first.
A creature of habit, you prefer routines and have trouble with change.
You love being in groups - whether you're helping people or working on a project.
You are good at listening, laughing, and bringing out the best in people.

You would make a great nurse, social worker, or teacher.

Your #3 Match: ISFP

The Artist

You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).
You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.
Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.
Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.

You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.

Your #4 Match: INFJ

The Protector

You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.
Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.
You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.
You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.

You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.

Your #5 Match: ESFP

The Performer

You are a natural performer and happiest when you're entertaining others.
A great friend, you are generous, fun-loving and optimistic.
You love to laugh - and you like almost all people equally.
You accept life as it is, and you do your best to make each day fantastic.

You would make a good actor, designer, or counselor.

What's Your Personality Type?

child psychologist. teacher, strike 2. social worker. counselor... wari bang gusto akong pabalikin sa BB.
kunwari lang! :D

my first company outing

2005-04-26T17:57:00.001+08:00

(obviously!) held at splash island in laguna last saturday, april 25.

with officemates:L->R 1) albert, jasper,pnut gritil, alfred, adrian & me!!!
2) aris, jasper, albert, pnut gritil, alfred, adrian & me!!!

1) my funny profile. i wonder what i was up to in this shot??? o_O
2) me with my nephews roi (middle) & jc relaxing at isla pawikan after being repeatedly battered by the thrashing waves at the harbor (just look at the 2nd pic for location Ü)

everyone packed up and boarded the bus around 4:30. eman & his siblings, and me & my nephews, were the only ones left... with the videoke! unfortunately the singing was stopped short (around 5:30 pm & they literally cut the electricity supply) because splash island closes before six. after rinsing, we headed home separately. i slept at my brother's house in cabuyao.

all in all it was fun! tiring! exciting! bitin but ayos pa rin! ÜÜÜ

poem #1

2005-04-26T09:53:00.001+08:00

The woman is planting
Halldis Moren Vesaas, Norwegian poet

The woman is planting a tree in the world.
On her knees, like someone in prayer,
Among the remains of the many trees
That the storm has broken down.
She must try again, perhaps one at last
Will be left to grow in peace.

She sees the hands outspread on the earth
As if trying to impose her calm
On its threatening tremors. Oh earth, be still,
Be still, so my tree can grow.

naaliw sa photoshop üüü

2005-04-20T14:40:00.000+08:00

shaks, 108.7 years old na pala ako...!!!

2005-04-19T09:52:00.000+08:00

...kung nakatira ako sa mercury :) ito ay ayon sa Your Age on Other Worlds. medyo tama din pala yung result ng quiz ko sa site ni moowa. septemer daw ang totoo kong birth month--- sa Jupiter at sa Pluto! maka-fly na nga dun! Ü

saka iniimbitahan ko kayo sa May 12, 2005, Thursday. birthday ko ulit. kita-kits sa Mercury! =p

Mercurian yrs: 108.7
next bday: May 12, 2005, Th
Venusian yrs: 42.5
next bday: July 10, 2005, M
Earth yrs: 26.1
next bday: ü
Martian yrs: 13.9
next bday: June 10, 2005, F
Jovian (uy bago to ah!) yrs: 2.2
next bday: September 12, 2014, F
Saturnian yrs: 0.88
next bday: July 26, 2088, Sat
Uranian (wala ba Vilmanian! yeahehe ü) yrs: 0.31
next bday: February 14, 2063, W
Neptunian yrs: 0.15
next bday: November 27, 2143, W
Plutonian yrs: 0.105
next bday: September 18, 2227, Tue

meron pang Weight From Other Worlds sa link kaso kelangan ko pa mag-install ng Java :(. hmph, mamaya na lang. na-curious ako sa weight ko.

third "so-so" post of the day

2005-04-15T18:01:00.000+08:00

i'm currently using my cute (well, he forced me to type this down. "utang -na-loob" for using his PC!) officemate's PC with it's huge monitor. nice! but my blog looked different from here. the font style is not showing properly. it's supposed to be Tempus Sans and not Times New Romans. :(

looks weird, and i don't like it. booooh...

friends, bloghoppers, anonymice...are you also seeing what i'm seeing from here? please do download Tempus Sans to give justice to my simple blogsite. i will really appreciate it. thanks! Ü

grabe, ang arte ba?!?! Ü

something to keep you busy this weekend

2005-04-15T17:53:00.000+08:00

found an interesting (well, at least for me) site where you can make your own shaky, wiggly, twirly models. it's really fun! check out the soda play link in my sidebar.

promise me you'll try it...take a peak at least. heh-heh.

have a nice weekend everybody ÜÜÜ

kung ano-ano lang

2005-04-15T12:50:00.000+08:00

wala akong mai-blog. wala akong mai-kwento. ano nga bang isusulat ko dito? o sige na nga, na-late kaming lima kanina kasi super traffic. nakapag-undertime tuloy, bawas na naman sa leave credits. yung sa kabilang staffhouse naman naglakad, nakaabot naman sila. ayan, tapos na. ano pa ba? sobrang antok ako dito. pikit muna ako sandali...wag na nga mabibitin lang ako. yes, uwian na mamaya! maganda na ang full house, maabutan ko pa yun. nainis pa naman ako kasi inurong pa ang oras, napupuyat tuloy ako gabi-gabi. pero meron din palang bentahe yun para sa akin at sa mga katulad ko na umuuwi sa probinsya tuwing buyernes. salamat dahil di na nagtratrapik sa NLEX. ay oo nga pala! meron akong little achievement for this work week ----- naka 1 mug lang ako ng coffee, ayos! kasi energen choco and vanilla flavor na ang iniinom ko dito. kapag nalilimutan bumili, ice tea na lang. ayan, nag-ding-dong na naman dito. makikipagbuno na naman ako sa anto0o0o0o0o0o0ok...

uy piktyur!

2005-04-12T12:44:00.000+08:00

pasensya na kung puro ganito

2005-04-07T18:19:00.000+08:00

hindi ko talaga mapigilan, kailangan ko lang itong iiyak. pagbiyan mo na ako BH, ito naman talaga ang silbi mo. kailanangan ko itong ilabas.

nanikip na naman ang lalamunan. sinadya kong itabi ang papel na ito. mahalaga sa akin. alaala ng huling labas naming tatlo. si nanay, si tatay at ako. hindi kami nakapanood pero balak ko talaga. sagot ko ang araw na iyon. hindi ko na matandaan kung bakit nga ba hindi kami nakapanood. basta napagkasunduan na sa susunod na lang. nagsabi na si nanay na "hidalgo" daw ang gusto niyang panoorin sa susunod na date namin.

hindi ako umuwi nung sumunod na sabado. tinamad akong umuwi. medyo madalas ko ding gawin yun.

nanghihinayang. naiinis sa sarili. maraming pagsisisi. march 20, 2004 ang petsa sa resibo. iyon na pala ng huling araw na makakasama ko siya.

tuwing nakikita ko ito, hindi ko maiwasang hindi ma-guilty. pero itatabi ko pa rin ang papel na ito sa wallet ko. malapit nang mabura ang mga nakasulat. pero sa totoo lang ayokong mabura yun. kahit pa ilang beses pa ako nitong paiyakin.

bakit ganun?

2005-04-06T12:22:00.000+08:00

ito na nga ang pagkakataon na madayo ko si brother's burgers sa ELJ tapos mukhang di pa ako makakabili? pang-asar talaga. sana sweldo na. sana merong manlibre saken dun.

haaaay...nap muna then off to ABS for audition. nyahahahah!

syempre hindi naman kayo naniniwala. i need to get a document from my previous employer. nanghihinayang ako sa undertime kaso kelangan na ma-submit yun bukas eh. sana makuha ko na din si cd copy ng holy friday escapade namin. =)

kwentong bio (plashbak na naman!)

2005-04-05T18:23:00.000+08:00

matagal nang nasa drawer ko dito sa opis ang mga dati ko pang files na nasa diskettes. dati ko pa balak i-scan ang contents nito para ma-check kung importante at may silbi pa ba ang mga files ko. i came across this cute, fink, floppy with a shiny minnie mouse sticker. duon nakita ko ang mga titles na nagpa-reminiscing mode sa aken, way back 2002. binuksan ko isa-isa ang 3rd and final exams pati remedial exams ko sa bio. andun din ang excel files ng average ng mga kids ko nung 3rd and 4th grading. naaalala ko dati, konti lang pumapasa sa kanila. sa star section nga meron pang bumabagsak. pero yung valedictorian nila nakakainis kasi nagmali pa (mga 3-5 na mali!). heh-heh.

mahirap nga ba ako magpa-exam? well, di ko naiwasang di sagutan ang sarili kong questionnaires kahapon. ano ito? how come hindi ko na masagutan? mahirap nga! hindi ko na kabisado ang mga scientific names, pati na ang mga eras, pati na ang mga class, phylum, family, etc.!!! natatandaan ko mayron pang code yung taxonomic order eh, pero sad to say na ngayon ay natandaan ko lang na mayroon pero di ko na matandaan ang tamang order. labo ba? shame on me.

one happy thought na naalala ko sa kabila ng frustration na nadulot ng di ko masagot na test questions ko --- jericho. i had this student in my advisory class na super tahimik (at least pag nakikita ko). sa bandang likod umuupo. meron naman siyang tropa. magte-3rd grading na kasi ako nung maging teacher nila kasi lumipat ng ibang school yung dati nilang adviser. nakakatuwa kasi bigla siyang humataw sa bio (pati math). ginawa ko nga siyang best in bio eh. laki talaga ng improvement niya sa subject na yun! tapos i remembered nung kuhaan ng card, yung mother (parents kasi ang kukuha dapat) niya ang kumuha tapos nabanggit nito na nagkukuwento pala ang anak niya sa kanya na nag-top siya sa bio at tuwang-tuwa talaga ang bata sa achievement niya! natuwa ako nung narinig ko yun, parang somehow na-feel ko yung galak nung bata sa achievement niya!

syempre sa high-school merong check-an ng notebook bago mag-periodical exam to ensure na meron silang re-reviewhin. buti na rin yun kasi kelangan talaga madagdagan grades nila eh. heh-heh. nakita ng mga students ko yung notes ko (hindi lesson plan ang tawag kasi parang lecture notes ko sa sarili ko yun), madami kasing kyutie stickers. advise ko sa mga kids na gandahan nila yung notes nila para ganahan silang mag-review or magbuklat man lang ng notebooks. ayun, patalbugan naman sila. makulay at ang daming stickers ng anime! aware sila na anime lover din ako dahil sinasama ko sa quiz at exams yung mga characters eh. panahon yun ng slam dunk kaya karamihan ganun ang stickers. alam nilang peyborit ko si kenshin na di ko maiwasasng gawing model/example sa mga lectures ko. madami din silang samurai x stickies (baka iniisip nila tataasan ko ang grade nila sa notebook!). kaso yung iba, over naman! as in sngkatutak! mas nanaisin mo pang tumitig na lang sa mga kawaii/bishounen anime characters kesa magbasa ng notes. meron din iba na astig ang artwork! galing mag-drawing! aliw na aliw ako mag-check ng notebooks nila eh, 4 sections pa naman yun kaya busog ang mga mata ko. yung mga creativity ng iba lumabas. meron iba ginawan ng script sila hanamichi about dun sa topic sa bio. yung isa naman ginawang model si Kenshin sa muscular system (asan ang muscles nun?!?). yun ang pinaka-nakakaaliw para saken. o sige na nga, biased ako. ayos talaga!

dati iniisip ko pa, nung 3rd year na sila (nasa Bantay Bata na ako nun), kung ganun pa rin sila mag-pasa ng notebooks? pati kasi sa ibang subjects nila nilagyan na ng stickers ang mga notebooks eh. nung 4th year na sila, ganun din ang tanong ko sa sarili. naging "legacy" ko kaya iyon sa kanila? mabuting "legacy" naman kaya iyon? mabuti naman ang intensyon ko, yun nga lang some of them overdid it. pag dating ng exams nila, marami pa ding bagsak :( mahirap daw akong mag-pa exam. sige na nga, agree na ako.

10 units of bio lang ang nakuha ko sa college at nag-enjoy talaga ako, pramis! humawak kami ng frog pero si groupmate ang nanghuli ng frog. yung mga sumunod na sessions naka-formalin na eh kaya kayang-kaya ko na. yun nga lang tuwing bubuksan yung lalagyan mapapaiyak ka talaga sa tapang ng gamot. di ako nandidiri dun kahit na bulatlatin pa at kitang-kitang tumitibok-tibok ang puso. di ko nga lang talaga kaya yung "pithing", yung tutusukin mo sa isang spot sa batok (me batok ba sila???) yung frogger para ma-paralyze. kinikilabutan ako kasi pakiramdam ko ako yung tinutusok. nakakapanghina ng tuhod. okei, enough na, kuwentong high school naman. one time sa lab, nasa platform ako together with the jars of froggers in my table. lalagyan ko na ng bulak na merong pampatulog yung garapon nang biglang tumalon ang pasaway na palaka! instant reaction ko talaga ay mapatili at umatras . nakakahiya, pero di lang naman ako yung nagulat eh. buti na lang nagtawanan lang kaming lahat habang hinahabol ng isa kong studyante si kero. hindi ko talaga kaya i-handle ang alive and kicking frog. dahil hindi ako bio major, nagpaturo pa ako sa isang bio major (UPLB) na co-teacher ko. dati nakabisado ko yung tinuro niyang mga main muscles ng frog, tapos yun ang itinuro ko sa mga kids ko. kahit pa walang gloves kaya kong hawakan ang skinned kero-kero kahit na dutdutdutdutin ko pa ang mga muscles nila habang tinuturo sa mga estudents...

Kingdom, phylum, order, family, class, genus, species. meron pa kong mnemonic na tinuro sa kanila dati, nalimutan ko lang. kainis talaga. basta something like "Kuya Pedro Ordered Family-sized Crust Garlic S...". di ko na talaga matandaan. grrrrrr...sana tama yung order ko. there's only one way to find out, at iyun na nga ang gagawin ko pagkatapos i-post ang entry na ito.

Yahweh-mail.com (ala-Bruce almighty!)

2005-04-01T18:03:00.000+08:00

~ edited ~

Dear Nanay,

Kumusta ka na? Alam ko namang super happy ka diyan. Miss na miss mo na din kami ano? Ang bilis, isang taon ka na pala naming di nakikita. Pero kitang-kita mo naman mula diyan ang mga happenings sa buhay-buhay namin. Kahit pa napapanood mo na kami from up there,hayaan mong isalaysay ko pa din ang mga kaganapang ito. Marahil nalulungkot ka minsan sa mga namamalas mo, pero ganun talaga eh, hindi namin maiwasang mangulila sa iyo sa maraming bagay at sa maraming pagkakataon. Lalong-lalo na si Denggoy mo, lalo na kapag nakakapuslit at naka-shot, ikaw ang bukambibig hanggang sa makatulog. Unang-una na lang ang mga masasarap mong luto. Hindi ko namana ang kasipagan at kasarapan ng mga menu mo (Medyo masarap lang yung luto ko!). Dinuguan-na-gusto-ni-kuya, paksiw-na-peyborit-ni-tatay, laing-na-special-request-nila-pag-reunion (peyborit din ni Denggoy mo), spaghetti-con-tahong-na-patok-sa-mga-labmates-ko-nung-college, diningding-na-super-preferred-ko-over-pakbet, at marami pang iba. Ayan, naglalaway na tuloy ako. Ikaw ang ever-loyal fan ko na nakasubaybay sa ANC channel, hoping na makita ako sa Bantay Bata program. Nung mawala ka, si Tatay hindi naman ako pinapanood dun eh (puro sa channel ng Dating Daan!). Kapag andun nga ako sa bahay pinapagalitan ko yun kapag nilipat niya yung channel dun eh. Kung andito ka, alam ko ding papaluin mo sa pwet yun eh! Kuhleetttt!!! Nakakatawa at nakakatuwa din kapag naaalala ko na nanggigigil ka sa panonod ng WWF sa Solar! Hah-hah, with matching kwento and commentary ka pa sa akin habang tutok ang mata mo sa tv. Mahilig din ako dun sa WWF nung nakakapanood pa ako, pero ikaw mas matindi saken kasi kilalang-kilala mo yung mga sikat eh. Peyborit mo pa si "The Rock"!!! Ako din!

Ang paborito mong apo, si Jiel-Jiel, ayun super payat pa din. Silang dalawang ng kuya Jamin niya. (Madalas mag-away yung dalawang yun, hina-high-blood ako!) Wala nang umaamoy at kumi-kiss sa kilikili ni Jiel. Si Eya naman, sayang hindi mo naabutan na mag-school. Nai-imagine nga namin kung gaano ka nakangiti at natuwa diyan nung nakita mo na naka-uniform at pumasok sa school si Eya eh. Napaka-daldal, mana sa mommy! Heh-heh. Top notcher sa nursery! Silang tatlong magkakapatid merong honors kahapon lang. Matitigas ang ulo (parang tita nila! heh-heh). Kung andito ka, takot lang nung mga yun sa 'yo. Ako ngayon ang pumalit sa iyo, the disciplinarian. Minsan din kini-kiss ko sa kilikili si Jiel at kinakagat naman sa braso at sa puwet si Eya. Ang Kuya Noel, ayun at meron na namang bagong pinagkaka-abalahan. Nais niya atang maging Lance Armstrong eh kaya kina-career ang pagbibisikleta. Nadisgrasya minsan, pero magaling na naman ata. Si Ate Thet naman, slim na dahil na-ospital sa taas ng kolesterol.

Sina Kuya Rico nagpunta nung birthday ni tatay. Kumpleto nga kami, ikaw lang ang kulang. Si Ate Mela naman tumaba. Nagtatalo yung dalawa kung kanino mas kamukha si Monik-nik eh. No doubt na yung ilong eh namana sa mama, so tangos! Yun ang unang-unang napapansin sa kanya ng mga tao. Pero sa tingin ko mas kamukha talaga ni kuya eh, pati ang kulay! Kulay natin! At sa tingin ko din, sa akin namana ni Monik-nik ang chin niya! Masuwerteng bata! Si Camille at JC masipag daw mag-alaga kay Monik-nik. Matangkad na si Camille, next year graduating na din yun sa elementary. Si Kuya J naman, ever maporma pa din at ang daming chicks! Tsk-tsk-tsk...

Si Denggoy mo??? Kitang-kita mo naman. Nakakapuslit ng isa hanggang dalawang boteng red horse. Sobrang miss na miss na miss na miss ka nun. Bukambibig si "Nena" niya o kaya si "Dear" niya. Nakakapuslit din sa pagyo-yosi. Buti na lang at madaming mga look-outs dun. Mga pinsan, tita, pamangkin, nagre-report "Si Daddy nagyo-yosi na naman sa may harapan." Concerned naman sila lahat dun kay Denggoy mo eh. Madalas ko namang ma-sikwester ang stick niya, minsan nga lang paubos na.

Ako naman? Kaka-regular ko pa lang nung Miyerkules. Nakakatuwa. Masaya ako sa trabaho. Masaya sa staffhouse namin. Kung makikilala mo lang ang mga makukulit kong opismeyts. Napanood mo naman yung performance namin sa Christmas party namin hindi ba? Ang sarap ng feeling ko nun! Wish mo daw dati na makatapos lang ako sa college, kuntento ka na at payapa ka nang mamamaalam. Naka-gradweyt naman ako (Thank God!). Tapos sabi din nila sa akin ng maraming beses na, kapag napapagkwentuhan niyo daw ako ang sinasabi mo naman gusto mong makitang makapag-asawa ako bago ka mawala. Nag-evolve ha! Wala akong magawa tungkol sa aspetong ito. Pero meron kaming deal ni tatay tungkol dun at alam mo na yun di ba? Naaalala mo ba yung lagi kong sagot sa iyo kapag gusto kong pagbigyan mo ako? "Nanay ka naman eh!". Ewan ko pero pakiramdam ko lambing ko sayo yun eh. Parang kapag sinasabi ko yun, naiintindihan mo na at natutuwa ka din na pagbigyan ako. Ano nga bang meron sa mga nanay? Napaka-lambot ng puso at napaka-mapagbigay! Natatandaan ko din na ang aga-aga mong gumising at ikaw pa ang gumigising sa akin. Naiinis ka kasi lagi kong sinasabi "5 minutes" pero 10 minutes na ata ang nakalipas eh ayaw ko pa din bumangon. Ayaw na ayaw mo ng late eh. Don't worry 'Nay, hindi pa naman ako nale-late sa trabaho ngayon. Pero lately halos buzzer-beater na ako tuwing Monday.

Madami pang kwento at alaala na hindi na maisulat dito. Siguro sa susunod na "email" na lang. Sa lahat ng mga nangyari, buhay na buhay sa isipan ko yung malaki mong ngiti sa mukha pati na ang malakas mong mga tawa. Nakakamiss yun.

Pakisabi kay Big Boss, "Salamat po for sparing you". Diyan hindi ka na naha-high blood dahil sa katigasan ng ulo namin ni tatay. Heh-heh. Hindi ka na bumyabyahe pa sa Caloocan para magpa-dialysis. Hindi ka na tinutusok sa braso nung malalaking needles! Yaiks, pag pinapanuod ko yun feeling ko sa akin tinutusok. Dyan wala ka nang alalahanin. Dyan di ka na nahihirapan. :)

Labyu 'Nay! Miss you very much! Mwaaaaaah...

Sa muling pagkikita,

Yor-wan-en-onli-gerl

Nanay/'Nay/Dear/Nen/Nena/Tita Nena/Ate Lena/Ka Elena

July 22, 1944 - April 2, 2004

para sa mga annoyingMICE, este anonyMICE pala!!!

2005-03-31T12:51:00.000+08:00

!!!B-E-W-A-R-E!!!

have you all met my pet wyzzz???

mag-a-adopt pa ako nang isang fierce pet --- isang big cat!!!

bwahahahahahahaha!!! (evil laugh)

magtago na kayo sa lungga niyo!

effect ba???

blog lang kayo ng blog dyan...

heh-heh =p

feeling goofy

2005-03-31T09:53:00.000+08:00

testing...from photobucket yaiks! bucket ngayon ko lang trinay ito? gawain ko kasi copy-paste nung mga naka-ready na nilang html code eh. mas madali pala ito. tsk-tsk-tsk...

this is not our best pose. happened on alfred's birthday celebration (1/10/05) at the staffhouse. kung meron kayo gusto makilala diyan sabihin niyo lang saken. =p

heh-heh...pakyut ako! =p

guilty pleasure

2005-03-29T18:00:00.000+08:00

#1: catching-up with old friends sa makati. matagal na din kaming di nagkikita-kita. halos isang taon na din. disappointed pa naman ako kasi hindi mag-o-overnight yung isa kong kaibigan dahil meron siyang lakad kinabukasan.

#2: sight-seeing ng mga kalbaryo sa makati. pabonggahan ito taon-taon. pinapasara pa ang bawat kanto dahil dun itinitirik ang mga kalbaryo.

#3: visiting relatives --- tita, cousins, inaanak-na-di-ko-pa-nabibigyan-ng-pamasko.

tsk-tsk-tsk...ito dapat ang mga nangyari nung biyernes santo. pero ano nga ba ang totoong nangyari?

nag-imbita ako ng mga kaibigan para makapasyal sa makati. maganda naman talaga dun tuwing holy week, hindi ka mag-sisisi sa pagpunta. yung isa, kagagaling lang sa swimming kaya pagod. yung dalawa naman, inaya ako sa swimming. so, ano pa ba? text ako agadkay friend at cousin na hindi ako matutuloy. di sila nag-text back. well, what do i expect? my baAaAad...

sumama ako sa mga dating workmates ko from ABS-CBN. free ride, free swim. konting gastos sa dinner along the way. nice beach. laiya, san juan, batangas. sa la luz! napag-alaman ko from alfred na doon pala nag-extra challenge kamakailan lang (nung guest host si pops!). wow, sosi pala kami!heh-heh. met a new friend, si kuya macky, who now works for GMA! met college "dudes" (puro "dude" at f-word kasi mga exclamation nila eh!) by the beach nung gabing dumating kami. rich kids (magallanes), cuties, and high! ang mga ever-protective guys na kasama namin eh naki-join at nakakamoy ng mabangong halimuyak sa beach na nagmumula sa grupo nilang nagtulos ng kandila malapit sa amin. mabango naman ang damo, in fairness. di ko nga na-recognize yung amoy eh. sinabi lang saken ni peach after namin bumalik sa cottage at makipag-usap sa kanila.

kinabukasan na lumangoy. di mainit ang panahon at sa katunayan ay paambon-ambon pa nga. picture taking kami sa rockies sa dulo ng beach. at dahil kasama namin ang photographer ng ABS-CBN Foundation, astig ang mga shots! kung di nga lang ako mahiyaing bata eh di nagpose na ako at nag-project sa camera! puro stolen shots lang ang saken. pero ang galing talaga ng eye ng photographer! basta, pag nakuha ko na yung cd copy ko, post ko dito yung pang-friendster pix ko! papalitan ko na din si blog pic :)

4 na kami nakaalis. stop-over ulit sa mcDo. dinner sa Gerry's grill malapit sa ABS, daan muna ng AFV HQ, tapos hinatid ako sa SM North Annex kung saan ako sumasakay ng fx pauwi. nag-enjoy talaga ako. yun nga lang, next friday pa ang sweldo. heh-heh.

kelangan mag-isip kung paano ako makakabawi sa mga inindyan ko.

markado na ang petsang ito

2005-03-23T17:25:00.000+08:00

Wednesday.
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