ANG PLANETANG: Posted at 05:32 PM
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IF I DIDN’T LOVE YOU Posted at 10:06 AM … but i’m tired and you don’t know how close i’ve come to leaving you you try my patience and you raise me to the wired it takes every ounce of my will and desire if i didn’t love you if i didn’t love you like crazy if i didn’t love you, baby as much as i do… Contrary to first impressions, this song is not for a person. In an interview, composer/singer Tina Arena said it was inspired by her music, and how it had brought both pain and joy to her life. No need to elaborate, the song speaks for itself. Made me think about the things I’m passionate about. Yes, things plural; for the life of me, I can’t seem to pinpoint just one passion. Music, theater, books, acads (amazingly enough, hehe) etc, and the organizations that focus on them. Identifying which is the most important to me is like asking a mother to choose which her favorite child is. They have all given me unforgettable experiences, treasured memories, and life-long friends. Happily, my single innate talent seems to be a total lack of hiya. Even though I’m not that talented in these fields, nadadaan sa kapal ng mukha. I do my best to give all of them equivalent, if not equal, time and effort. I have multi-tasking down to an art. But their sheer number and variety is exhausting, and inevitably, they sometimes conflict schedule-wise. My organizer is overflowing with appointments; stress is my seemingly constant companion. They have put me through lost sleep, skipped meals, headaches, short term memory loss (Dory? hehe), mood swings, frustration, gritted teeth and tears… i’d just walk out that door i couldn’t take it anymore i wouldn’t put up with what you put me through if i didn’t love you. I must be a masochist. I thrive in this crazy/hectic/frantic life. Because I love them all anyway. |
SWAK BA? Posted at 11:19 AM  J.R.R. Tolkien: Lord of the Rings. You are entertaining and imaginative, creating whole new worlds around yourself. Well loved, you have a whole league of imitators, none of which is quite as profound as you are. Stories and songs give a spark of joy in the middle of your eternal battle with the forces of evil. Which literature classic are you? brought to you by Quizilla |
Can't resist.. Posted at 11:26 AM
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MMM Posted at 06:41 PM MASQUARADE Last Tuesday, we had our Dormitory Christmas party with the theme “Masquarade;” we had to wear masks ala Phantom of the Opera. As usual, kinareer ito ng mga floormates ko sa 3rd Annex. Far from the makeshift paper-plate-with-eyeholes masks I expected, some had painstakingly hand-made (and quite gorgeous) masks. Others bought masks from Divisoria, not the plastic Halloween type but the kind that had sequins and feathers (parang Mulawin, heehee) Most actually wore gowns and fancy make-up/face paint; parang may prom or debut. Initially, I rebelled at the idea of going through the pain and torture of making myself look female. I had planned to wear a mask from Bacolod (bought it during their Masskara festival,o di ba authentic?) and a Bacolod t-shirt and tubao. I finally succumbed to peer pressure, though, and put on glittery make-up and ethnic jewelry. I borrowed a malong, folded it into a three-feet strip, and tsaaaraan! An instant strapless, knee-length dress. They never noticed that a few tucks and four safety pins were all that kept me from indecent exposure. Got inspired by the costume of Bathroom Voices, one of our plays in Batingaw last year. What happened then? The usual: eating, singing, raffle, exchange gift, games, and the much-awaited talent competition. The floor presentations were a good example of groupthink: all three groups did skits with voice-overs. Our floor almost had a grand-slam in the awards, but the 4th floor won in the presentation (because they did drama, hmp.) the 3rd Annex did an adaptation of “Dora, the Explorer” in search of the greatest gift, Jesus. MaRhea, my halimaw, I mean, hyper dormmate, did almost everything: plan, write, direct and do Dora’s voice-over. Astig! It also helped that one of my floormates, Ma’m Gema, is a Spanish professor and was able to translate/say some of the lines from the TV show. The party ended with a favorite occupation: picture-taking. Hay, my last dormitory Christmas party… *sniff* MASQUERADE = MRR AARG. My thesis is in limbo. Back to square one ako dahil di raw workable ang topic na pinasa ko last sem. And after a month, I have nothing to show my adviser except a pile of books and photocopies gathering dust. I am doing some really serious procrastination. Someone bash me on the head, please? I want to graduate, but I can’t seem to get the connection between this much-awaited event and doing my thesis first. A kuya asked me if I was doing the minimum amount of effort required for my thesis. My honest answer: no; I’m more busy with extra-curriculars. This mere masquerade of being a graduating student has to end… before the year does. Or else… waah, MRR (Maximum Residency Rule/6 years) is NOT an option! MANILA BAY At last, I had a bonding session with one of my closest, much-missed friends. For some unknown reason, we simply clicked during a one-month camp more than a year ago, and we’ve kept in touch since then. We have very different personalities, but we’re in the same wave-length so often, we call it telepathy. The past few months had been quite busy for us, with acads and responsibilities and all, that even though we had seen each other several times before this week, we were unable to talk at length. We spent an afternoon catching up on our lives; laughed and shared and sympathized and gave advice and, most importantly, just listened to the sound of each other’s voices and enjoyed each other’s presence. I had to adjust my hearing to a voice much softer than my dorm mates’ shrieks and my classmates/orgmates well-projected tones. I found myself rebuked, ever-so-gently, and prayed for. And as the day closed, I was reminded about who inspired my fascination and love for the heavenlies; we spent more than an hour just gazing at a Baywalk sunset, amazed at the beauty of His creation. * Han, Vito Cruz STREET… joke. Belated ulit. Salamat sa lahat, I don’t know what I’d do without you. Answered prayer ka po, promise. KTFHTC. Sa uulitin. * men are from israel, women are from moab Mary Did You Know |
PASKO NA! Posted at 11:27 AM Yep! Not just because… …Christmas decorations are (belatedly) sprouting up everywhere… …I can feel the cold air nipping at my nose (and toes, and other blanket-deprived body-parts) in the wee hours of the morning… … I had just given and received several exchange gifts… …I just sang (rather shrilly) in our church’s Vesper Choir Christmas cantata… …our family will be having a much-anticipated Northern Luzon tour/clan reunion/food trip in a week’s time. It must be Christmas. Despite… …the stormy weather and numerous resulting casualties… …my grandfather’s funeral … …not having done any Christmas gift shopping… …being a graduating senior student without a workable thesis proposal yet… …being sawi sa pag-ibig... ay oops, plagiarism…sa isang Kuya ko pala ito (haha, laglagan na!) Bakit kamo pasko na? Sabi sa kalendaryo eh. Hehe, wala akong maisip na profound reason…commercial break lang kasi ang blog na ito sa aking pag-reresearch ng topic. Haaay, favorite kong kanta ngayon ang Ligaya ng Eraserheads… “Gagawin ko ang lahat pati ang thesis mo.” Sa mga magtatangkang manligaw: makakuha lang ng uno mula sa thesis adviser ko, makakamit na ang aking matamis na “oo.” Why not?! Hay, di pa ako ganun ka-desperado. Pero kapag inabot ang aking kawalan ng March… baka tototohanin ko na. My feelings right now about my procrastination and thesis (or lack of it) can be summed up in the following quote: “When a man knows he is to be hanged in a fortnight, it concentrates his mind wonderfully.” So true. And here is a sharper rebuke from my QT last night, from Oswald Chamber’s devotional: “Whenever we experience difficulty, we are tempted to blame God. But doing so is evidence that we are refusing to let go of some disobedience somewhere in our lives. As long as we try to serve two masters, ourselves and God, there will be difficulties combined with doubt and confusion. We must have an attitude of complete reliance in Him.” |
Another One Posted at 03:24 AM
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525, 600 Posted at 01:55 PM HOW DO YOU MEASURE A YEAR? Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty-five thousand moments oh dear Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, measure a year? I love musical plays, especially the thorough-sung ones, and have managed to memorize bits and pieces of Les Miserables, Miss Saigon, West Side Story, Joseph and His Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat, etc. The way music and words and theater (my favorites!) combine so beautifully to tell a story is just fascinating. And though most of the plots tend to be rather contrived and fantastical, some of the songs reflect reality quite well. As this year draws to a close, the song Seasons of Love seems to echo in my head. It was the finale of the musical Rent, first staged abroad and then performed here in the Philippines several years ago. Made me think … how do you measure a year in your life? In daylights, in sunsets, In midnights and cups of coffee (hehe) In inches, in miles, In laughter and strife Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure, A year in a life? Can you reduce a year to numbers? Of moments spent, meaningfully or wastefully. Of the amount of caffeine (and other coping mechanisms) one needed to just survive. Of places visited, distances traveled, or of things experienced. Of people one came to know and people who have left, either temporarily or for good… Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes Five hundred twenty-five thousand journeys to plan Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes How do you measure the life of a woman or a man? 525, 600 One can measure it numerically, I suppose… But I hate math. So I won’t. HOW DO YOU FIGURE YOUR LAST YEAR OF COLLEGE? And as April looms ever nearer, I can’t help but look back. Maybe it’s a bit early to do so (since my thesis is still… hay.) How do you figure five years? In truths that she’ve learned - LOTS, the majority of lessons coming from outside the classroom, often in the last places I’d think I’d learn anything. Or in times that he cried -more times than I care to remember… I learned the power and comfort of a good cry. I am a camouflaged member of the fellowship of tears. In the bridges he’d burned -Regretfully I had left some hurt, broken and bleeding people along the way. I’ve also dropped my former course like a hot potato. And I’ve completely turned my back on dreams that just cannot be. Or the way that she died… -To myself. So that I can live a new life in Him. “The old is gone, the new has come.” …Let’s celebrate, remember a year in the life of friends… -I am immeasurably blessed because of them. You know who you are. Thank you. So how do I measure a year and a college life? Not by the old empirical, scientific, quantitative method, there are just too many intervening variables when you’re dealing with a human life. I prefer to do it qualitatively (haha, Chapter III ng thesis ko!)… By the greatest thing I’ve learned and witnessed and experienced… Remember the love… Measured in love. |
DIVISORIA Posted at 03:47 AM Though Manila born and bred, I can count on the fingers of one hand the number of times I’ve been to Divisoria. And those trips were quick, done with people older than I was and not in December. Faced with a long Christmas gift list and only 4 (gasp) days left ‘til Christmas Day, I eagerly joined Leyn and Yen in a Divisoria shopping spree. There was also the added challenge of buying me a Christmas outfit, since I haven’t bought any new clothes since last year. I was in for a major shock. Napasubo ako kahapon. *Gasp…gasp* Divisoria at Christmastime was a virtual sea of humanity. Add in a haphazard line of pedicabs, trucks, trolleys, jeeps, kalesas, itinerant vendors, etc. and you have chaos. An overhead view would probably show a scene that resembled a can of colorful squirming worms na binudburan ng asin. But there was a sort of order, since people seemed to get to where they wanted to go. Just not as rapidly as one would want to; 15mins to walk 4 blocks was not fast. With all the jostling, the three of us had to form a sort of human chain, hands firmly clasped, to keep together. Buti na lang may kasama kaming hustler; at five feet flat, Yen quite deftly led and barged a way for us through the throng. A rule of thumb in Divisoria (or any place with bargain prices): you spend the first three-fourths of your time there just looking, and then spend the last quarter frantically buying things. Our poor abused feet. We didn’t buy a single item in our first 3 hours there, and Yen left ahead of us empty-handed. But Leyn and I managed to buy three plastic bags of items in the last 30 minutes, as we walked back to the jeepney stop. Impulse-buying at its finest. Happiness! We ended the day with a dinner at Dencio's, with two of my favorite people: Ley and Leyn. Sarap ng sisig...lalu na kapag libre...alabu kuya! But sadly, di kinaya ng powers namin ang pagbili ng damit ko. Is it okay to give unwrapped gifts? Tinatamad na akong magbalot, hay. ANTICIPATED MOVIES I have not been inside a movie house in six months. Pathetic. Then again, I guess there hasn’t been a movie around that I would willingly splurge a meal’s worth of cash for. Goes to show how much I prioritize food. But I just might venture inside a cinema for these movies: Finding Neverland and Phantom of the Opera. My movie fasting is no match for the combined forces of Johnny Depp (siiigh) and an Andrew Lloyd Webber musicale. And I’m off to the Rice Bowl of the Philippines (yun ba ang tawag sa Region 3?) Sana nagyong pasko...(title?) |
NOT AN ONLYN QUIZ! Posted at 05:12 AM Ewan basta sinagutan ko nalang…(from Royce) Top 3 most visited Websites : 1.yahoo 2.tabulas 3.friendster TOP 3 Favourite Songs On Playlist: 1.seasons of love 2.nasaan 3.Christmas songs (kahit ano) TOP 3 Favourite Food : 1.rice 2.ulam 3.dessert (o di ba generic?) TOP 3 Favourite Drink : 1.coffee 2.coke 3.tang mango juice TOP 3 Indoor activities : 1.texting/calling sa cell (baka masnatch sa labas eh) 2.sleeping 3.reading TOP 3 Outdoor activities : 1.watching the heavenlies 2.galloping to a class/meeting I’m late for 3.travelling TOP 3 Accessories (That You Own) : 1.glasses 2.tubao 3.earrings TOP 3 Major Expenses : 1.food 2.load 3.net Top 3 Most Important in my life: 1.Jesus 2.people (family and friends) 3.acads Top 3 Favourite Hangout Place: 1.my dorm bed 2.ang unit sa remedies 3.svcf tambayan Top 3 Things You Do Everyday : 1.Quiet Time 2.Read 3.Communicate Top 3 Favourite Colours : 1.red 2.pink 3.black Top 3 Closest Friends: 1.the Lord 2.the lord 3.mi papa Top 3 Annoying Things: 1.being woken up without prior warning 2.unreasonable people 3.kapag nabibitin ako Top 3 That Can Make Your Week: 1.blessings/answered prayers 2.ANY progress in my thesis 3.one-day hibernation Top 3 YM chatmates: 1.joni 2.kuya tedi 3.monica Top 3 Persons You Miss Most: 1.KC2k3 pips (esp yung mga tga-ibang isla) 2.HS barkada 3.Dormmates (totoo!) Top 3 You Want For Christmas: 1. spiritual revival 2. “peaceful” time with my family 3.a good book |
see what boredom can do…(from xaris) Posted at 05:18 AM have you ever... 1. woken up early just to watch the sunrise? - 2weeks during Kc2k3 in cebu 2. debated changing your name? - yup.esp in kinder when I had a very hard tym writing the whole thing 3. titled your future autobiography? - WORK IN PROGRESS 4. kept a completely honest journal? - of course. what are journals for? 5. sung ecstatically in the shower? - day by day.. 6. attempted to yodel? - nope 7. traveled alone for a week? - to school..everyday 8. had a heart-to-heart w/ yourself out loud? - yes. fashion...have you ever... 9. made your own clothes? - I have no sense of fashion 10. shopped for T-shirts in the childrens dept.? -shoes pa 11. worn a feather boa? - nope (ang boring ko ata…) 12. worn thrift-store threads? - ukay ukay.. ob kors! 13. worn pj's on Casual Friday? -nung freshman ako, my dorm mate and I went to school in pj’s…hehe. 14. happily worn garbage bag in the pouring rain? - dahon pa ng saging oo 15. slashed clothing to make it sexier? - they slash/burst all by themselves...at di seksi ang dating 16. worn a "shrug"? - yeah. madalas. general cheekiness...have you ever... 17. strategically "cried"? -nah…hirap akong umiyak 18. crashed a party? -kapag bday party ng dorm mate. 19. played Truth or Dare? - yeah 20. spoken in a fake foreign accent? - Puerto Rican for a production of West Side Story 21. used a men's restroom? - yes, out of desperation 22. told someone to shut up at the movies? -nah, just tried to give them an evil look (tas narerealize kong madilim kaya di nila kita, so di ko na lang pinapansin). 23. laughed in the middle of an opera? - nope 24. stolen anything? - time |
IN EXILE Posted at 06:45 PM eat sleep travel chatter babysit eat and sleep some more yan ang buhay ko for the past three days haaay. saya. kasi tomorrow, oras na para magtuos kami ng isang malaking knapsack na puno ng libro at photocopy. kunwari may gagawin sa thesis, hehe. before pala ako mag buhay-patabaing biik, kumayod din pala muna. nagpunta ng batangas kasama ang mga vesper choir para kumanta sa Christmas cantata ng aming conudctor sa home church niya. kami lang pala nila ate allen (soprano), kuya leo (bass), at rodel (tenor), plus my trying hard alto, medyo kulang daw kasi yung boses dun sa choir nila. ganun talaga yung conductor namin, pinaghahalu-halo yung mga alaga nya sa CEU choir, Vesper choir at Lipa Evangelical church. ayus naman ang kinalabasan kahit 2 lang kaming alto; ang galing nung mga batang nag-choreo. afterwards, binigyan kami ng tig-3 lyanera ng leche flan at isang plastic ng kalamay. solb! kinikilabutan talaga ako sa kantang "Mary Did You Know?" Mary did you know that your baby boy would one day walk on water Mary did you know that your baby boy would save our sons and daughters Did you know that your baby boy has come to make you new This child that you delivered will soon deliver you Mary did you know? Mary did you know that your baby boy will give sight to the blind man Mary did you know that your baby boy will calm a storm with his hand Did you know that your baby boy has walked where angels trod And when you kiss your little baby You have kissed the face of God Mary did you know The blind will see, the deaf will hear the dead will live again the lame will leap, the dumb will speak the praises of the Lamb Praise the Lamb! Mary did you know that your baby boy is Lord of all creation Mary did you know that your baby boy will one day rule the nations Did you know that your baby boy was heaven's perfect Lamb And the sleeping child you're holding Is the great I am? Buti na lang may technology dito sa faraway land ng tarlac.ehehe. |
NC 2003 Posted at 05:27 PM like the miracle that happened in the summer of 2003, another unexplainable event happened in the Christmas break of that same year. pinayagan akong mawala sa bahay ng bakasyon ng aking super-strict parents. well, nagrefuse sila nung unang tanong ko pero nung pangalawa ok na daw. answered prayer talaga! last year was one of my best Chrismas vacations ever. 26 of us were in an island on a man-made lake. the other 400+ people were there para daw sa 50th anniversary ng ivcf, pero ang nangyari ay isang malaking kc reunion. we froze, we ate, we listened (zzz) to expositions, we sang, we danced, we played games, we talked,we got wet in the constant drizzle,we took tons of pictures, we star-gazed, we prayed for each other, we laughed, we cried, we caught up on newses... ang generally tried to cure ourselves of an infectious disease known as kc fever. did it work? only time will tell. KC mates: Miss you all. never cease keeping the faith heeding the call! For all eternity |
WHERE THE BATTLE IS WON OR LOST Posted at 06:03 PM pinaiyak nanaman Niya ako kagabi. by His loving embrace through songs... whom have i in heaven but You? there is nothing on earth i desire besides You my heart and my strength many times they fail but there is one truth that always will prevail God is the strength of my heart God is the strength of my heart God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever forever... and through His reminder and encouragement through His word: may purpose ang pinagdadaanan ko ngayon. and that He wants me to hold on to His promised best and not give up that easily. from My Utmost for His Highest: "Our battles are first won or lost in the secret places of our will in God's presence, never in full view of the world. The Spirit of God seizes me and I am compelled to get alone with God and fight the battle before Him.Until I do this, I will lose every time. The battle may take one minute or one year, but that will depend on me, not God. ...That is how surrendering to God begins. Not often, but every once in a while, God brings us to a major turning point - a great crossroads in our life. From that point on we either go toward a more slow, lazy, useless Cristian life, or we become more and more on fire, giving our utmost for His highest - our best for His glory." above all, He is reminding me to reurn to my first love, to Him. " 'If you will return, O Israel,' says the Lord..." - Jeremiah 4:1 Panunumpa |
Talinong totoo Posted at 06:33 PM
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Jesus Doesn't Care Posted at 06:38 PM You tell me no one would love you If they could see deep inside You say your friends might desert you If they knew the truth you hide, well There’s One who knows you better than You know yourself And He still loves you more than anyone else (chorus) Jesus doesn’t care what you’ve done before How you’ve rebelled or slammed the door No matter how far you’ve run or how long you’ve been untrue Jesus doesn’t care He still offers forgiveness to you For so long you’ve run from the father Into a life of sin And each time He lovingly called you You turned your back on Him No matter if your failures are great or small There’s no way to hide them He already knows them all (repeat chorus) How many tears will you cry Till you cry out to the Father An honest plea for mercy He will not deny Trust Him and you’re gonna find (repeat chorus) Disclaimer: Jesus Doesn't Care is copyright to its composer/writer, from the album Point of Grace. i don't (nor the person who typed this) own this song.  our daily bread Say that you love me |
