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independence day 2006-06-13 03:26:00 Kathleya and I joined the Celebration for the 108th Anniversary of the Philippine Independence. She was late on our meeting place. The program was held at the Liwasang Rizal. The program’s theme was Pagkakaisa Para sa Matatag na Republika. Everything was just like a wedding pictorial. Important people (or so are they?) were there just for the people to know that they are there. They were wearing Filipiniana dresses that really sucks. Imagine, they just go there to have a picture with the National Flag. Ahihi! How boring the program was! Pamela didn’t attend the GSP service for the said occasion. She told us she was sick (o, really?); we were worried for her so we told her not to come anymore (if ever she wanted to, for sure the program is already at its end). Upon knowing that she’s sick, we decided to go to her house, since her mother is not around. The only problem was that Pamela didn’t give the direction right away. Because of her clumsiness, Arnold, our bes ...

so striking 2006-06-12 03:26:00 Hera, a third year pilot student, is now a friend of mine and I am so excited on having a stimulating chat with her. She was borrowing a novel from me and so I recommended Agatha Christie’s A Murder Is Announced, which I had read for almost three or four years ago. On the other hand, I am looking forward on having a simple conversation with Christine, III-2. And her blog is my most favorite one, so far. I truly can’t help but crave for more of what she will post. I am psyched on discovering more of her thoughts. I must have been already tucked in my bed now since my bestfriend and I are going to attend the Independence Day Celebration on Plaza Rizal early this morning. But then I was compelled by random stances to fix my links at the sidebar of my web log. Now, as you can see, I have this sort of elusive hyperlinks… More on what I am thinking right now, I am still hoping that someday I will have the aptitude to write well. I am not confident on the way I write, that& ...

Comment ko sa isang blog 2006-06-11 03:22:00 Ewan ko ba pero binuksan ko ang blog mo kasi nag-tag ka sa tagboard ko… And suddenly I came across this post that interested me a lot. Ewan ko ba kasi pinapanood ko talaga ang DOND at CB. At ang masasabi ko lang. MAY TAMA KA! First off, I like Kris better on PGKNB and it really fits her personality. On the first episode of Deal Or No Deal I was really excited to sit on the sofa to watch (though I like watching GMA than ABS-CBN). It’s just that I really love Kris so much I made it a point to watch her everyday… The first time I saw the gesture for DEAL and NO DEAL, it made me think that it truly SUCKS!!! Hindi bagay kay Kris… Kagalang-galang siya sa paningin ko… Nakakainis bakit ganoon!!! Tapos, eto pa, tama ka talaga, pinahabang version lang siya ng Laban o Bawi kaya mas ifa-fancy ko pang manood ng LOB kesa DOND pero kahit na kasi nandoon si Kris kaya ko pinapanood. Yung tungkol sa 26-K girls inisip ko talaga kung pano niya nalalaman ung name ng bawat ...

nakakatuwa talaga :-) 2006-06-11 03:21:00 Bigla na lang akong hinila ng aking lola papuntang Megamall para doon magsimba. Then, nung uwian na (aba…hindi isinalaysay ang mga nangyari…hmph), umuwi na ako sa aking bahay… ang STUDY NET. My true agenda is to research about Stoicheometry for my Adv.Chem. notebook pero hindi ko na yun napagtuunan ng pansin dahil sa pagbabasa at pagba-blog. As usual, I opened my blog, my YM and my friendster. That’s a daily route, though. Subsequently, I opened Christine’s blog to see if she has a new post, but then I wasn’t able to read that short post of her because of what happened next. I returned to the window of my blog to see a comment from Christine. I appreciate it. Then, I did my minor agenda which is to post my archived writings (not to prolong my page but for the people to know me more in terms of my thoughts). After that, I noticed that there is a message in my tagboard. I opened the person’s blog and I was interested to read his post. Suddenly ...

"Araw ng Paglahok" 2006-06-11 02:59:00 Isang araw iyon ng Abril nang kinailangang bumalik sa paaralan upang lumahok sa susunod na taon ng pag-aaral sa high school. Hindi ako halos napanatag sa aking sinakyang dyip bunsod ng kung ano-anong bagay na gumapang sa aking isipan. Hindi ko alam kung ano ang mangyayari at kung paano tatakbo ang araw ng enrollment. Naalala ko tuloy ang unang araw ko sa Rizal High School. Kasama ko ang aking lola nang lumahok ako sa unang taon. Noon ay kinakabahan ako dahil takot ako sa maraming tao at wala akong kaalam-alam sa kahihinatnan ng buhay sa loob ng paaralang iyon. Halos maligaw kami sa paghanap ng ganitong silid at ganiyang silid. Punta kami doon, punta kami dito. Kinakabahan talaga ako noon, ngunit mas matindi ang nararamdaman ko ngayon: takot, na makita ang mga dati kong guro at kamag-aral noong isang taon; kaba, na baka wala pa akong marka sa Physics; takot, na matanggal ako sa pilot; hiya, sa pagiging tamad ko noong isang taon na pihadong magiging mitsa ng pagkakahulog ko ngayong Fourt ...

"Sa Pagkagat ng Dilim" 2006-06-11 02:57:00 Balot na balot ng karimlan ang napakalawak na himpapawid. Napakalamlam ng ipinahihiwatig na kapusyawan ng maharlikang mukha ng buwan na nakasabit sa kalangitan, umiinog katulad ng mundo ngunit hindi napapansin ng mga taong nagsisipaglakad sa ganitong disoras ng gabi. Iilang maningning na mga bituin ang masisilayan mula sa malayo, na kung mamamasdang malapitan ay mapatutulala ang kahit sinong hamak dahil sa likha nitong kabigha-bighaning liwanag. Tahimik ang paligid maliban sa panaka-nakang pagharurot ng mangilan-ngilang sasakyan sa lansangan, karamihan ay mga traysikel na pinaaandar ng masisipag na tsuper para sa ikaaahon ng kani-kaniyang pamilya, pandagdag kita upang pantustos sa kani-kaniyang naghihikahos na anak. Ngunit kaunti na lamang ang mga nilalang sa lansangan—isa o dalawang palaboy na gusgusin, mga pagala-galang aso at pusa, atbp. Pumasok tayo sa isang eskinita na natatanglawan ng isang nakabiting parol ng ilaw-dagitab. Tulad ng inyong nalaman, tahimik ang paligid at walang ...

"Bisikleta" 2006-06-11 02:55:00 “Matuto ka ngang magbisikleta! Ang tanda-tanda mo na, hindi ka pa rin marunong sumakay diyan! Ilang linggo na kitang tinuturuan, Lovi, hindi mo pa rin magawa. Pagtatawanan ka ng mga kaklase mo niyan.” Iyan ang naging banat sa akin ng tita ko nang minsang bumisita ako at ang best friend kong si Chris sa kanya at naisipan niyang ipagpatuloy ang pagtuturo sa akin. Hanggang sa hindi ko na kinaya ang mga sermon niya sa akin. “Napakasimple lang naman—” Pinatlangan ko ang kanyang malasirenang boses. “Ok, fine! Tita, wag mo na akong turuan. Ang sakit na ng tenga ko. Puro na lang sermon. Sermon. Sermon. Nakakawalang gana. Mabuti pa, ako na lang mag-isa. Hayaan mo, kaya kong matutong magbisikleta. At sinasabi ko sa’yo, Tita, huhuyasan ko. Ipapakita ko sa’yo na kaya ko.”Agad akong lumabas ng bahay habang siya ay gulat na gulat sa aking sinabi. Sumunod sa akin si Chris. “Lovi, gusto mo ako na lang ang magtuturo. Mapapagpasensyahan naman kita, e.” “No thanks, Chris. Just—j ...

“It Pays A Lot To Wait” 2006-06-11 02:54:00 written last May 20, 2006 One time, as I was walking along the corridors, I suddenly noticed this girl, sitting on a bench, sobbing, alone. With my inept talent of explaining why things go, I don’t know what made me approach her. The sunset’s grandeur leaped unto her burden as I advanced. As she looked to see who was coming, I swiftly realized that she is a friend of mine. I sat beside her; as I was about to ask why was she crying, she hugged me. In a while, she told me that she found out that her boyfriend had been with another girl; thus, she had insisted a break-up with his week-old boyfriend. It was a tough job for her since she really loves the guy. For seven days, she gave herself to him, she apparently showed him how much she loves him. But in that circumstance, it was truly painful to admit that she was fooled. With this situation, it came up to my mind that you could not be so sure in all of your decisions in life. In her case, she had dreamt to be with her boyfriend for a ...

“Ang Kuwento ng Isang Bata” 2006-06-11 02:53:00 written last May 17, 2006 Naisip ko na para palang lindol ang problema. Hindi mo alam kung kailan ito magaganap, ni hindi mo malaman ang gagawin kapag nangyayari na at pagkuwa’y lilikha ng mga kasunod na pag-uga ng lupa na muling lalambong ng pagkalito sa atin. Ngunit kapag nasasagi sa aking isip ang tungkol sa mga suliranin, o nababatid mula sa mga tao sa aking paligid, bumabaon sa aking alaala ang kuwento ng isang batang kilala ko. Ipinanganak siya sa isang masayang pamilya—kasama niya ang kanyang mga magulang, tatlong nakababatang kapatid na babae, lolo, lola at dalawang tita. Noon ay nakatira sila sa Pasig pero biglang nagpalipat-lipat sila ng tirahan hanggang sa mapadpad sa Cebu, Mindoro, Cavite, Davao, at babalik din pala sa Pasig kung saan nagpaiba-iba rin ng masisilungan. Isang umaga, habang masaya siyang naglalaro sa labas ng bahay ng kanyang lolo at lola, napansin niyang papunta sa kalsada ang kanyang ina at tatlong kapatid na lahat nakabihis pang-alis at may mga dalang b ...

"Why Time Is Valuable" 2006-06-11 02:52:00 written last May 17, 2006 During the past vacation, what have you done inside your house beside from doing household chores, watching TV, listening to the radio, and chatting with your pals through phone lines and internet? Have you lain yourself on bed or sofa doing nothing at all (or perhaps, just staring at the ceiling and wishing your special someone is beside you) or just standing by on a chair, twirling your hair, being idle for what seemed like forever? Let us admit this: there came a time in our lives in which we weren’t pleased about time. In other words, we often waste time, don’t we? Long before the invention of the clock that displaces time, commonly have hands and numbers and sometimes digital, the Chinese amplified an exceptional way of ascertaining the hour of the day. A small rope was tied in knots evenly spaced and then set on fire. It took the equivalent of 60 minutes for the cord to blaze from one knot to another. Each morning, a new “string of the hours” wou ...

“I Fell In Love” 2006-06-11 02:51:00 written last May 23, 2006 Staring at a long, narrow, quiet corridor with no company, just you. It’s what I always thought about talking to the Almighty One. Since He is a spirit, I often mistook it to be conversing to the subtle wind alone. I thought it is a stupid thing to “pray” because you have to close your eyes not to sleep but to have a conversation with someone you can’t see, you can’t feel and you can’t hear. But He Himself proved me wrong. One afternoon, I cuddled my pillow and cried having a feeling that I am alone and nothing can make me happy. Swiftly, a friend of mine asked my help to solve a problem between him and his girlfriend. After a couple of day, despite of the grudges I was bearing, I patched their relationship up and everything was fine again. Two lonely hearts were mended; two lovely people turned out to be happy again. I was surprised to learn that they were glad to have me in their lives. It seemed to be the first time I heard such compliment that ...

“Why Death Is Nice” 2006-06-11 02:50:00 written last May 23, 2006 I’ll die if I don’t get high grades.I’ll die if I don’t buy that cloth.I’ll die if she wouldn’t go out with me to see a movie.I’ll die if I don’t surf the net. I am a human, not a cat with nine lives but then I am still alive. Many times, I was chained and slaved by achievements, material things, hobbies and even lust. Everything turned out to be frustrating—no high grades, no recognitions by teachers, acid relationships, and drastic consequences—as I don’t get everything I wanted. The “me” dying for his needs and wants suddenly died. It appeared to be more than a physical death. I experienced a definitely different death. The Lord emancipated me form my bondages by showing me the world in black and white. I realized how simple it is to live with no vivid colors, no high hues of red, yellow and blue, just plain. The black and white world is as simple as one can imagine it to be. It made me recognize God’s fantastic creations and ma ...

“One Who Knows Best” 2006-06-11 02:46:00 written last May 23, 2006 One depressing night, I accused God of not loving me. Why? Because of unanswered prayer. I was counting on him, believing that I will get what I want as long as I believe I’ll have it. Moreover, I waited for it for almost half of my life. I spent a dull life with such agony that God is taking a nap every time I pray. And yes, I knocked as much as I could to discover that God didn’t want to open the door for me. It truly tore my heart. I have to admit that the unanswered prayer made me lose faith in Him. It turned me to question God if He did love me. If He did, then why did He snub my request? Ending: I didn’t put my trust on him. I forgot that God’s will is non-negotiable. And that is exactly why he does not answer us with just a mere YES… but with NO and oftentimes WAIT. We may not understand it fully, but that is His mystery. Never lose hope. God’s lawn has an endless number of daffodils. You are free to pick one—and that’s hope. He may not ...

september-october-november 2005 archives 2006-06-11 02:41:00 ang ikinaganda ng MTAPMTAP na naman. Ang pinaka-ayaw kong bagay tuwing Sabado. Tulad ng kinagawian ko sa loob ng nakaraang walong taon ng MTAP, MTAP, MTAP (puro na lang MTAP) ay gumising ako ng maaga—actually hindi maaga kasi alas-siyete na ako bumangon—upang makapaghanda. Mag-aalas-otso na at hindi pa rin ako nakalalabas ng bahay. Umaambon at kinailangan kong magdala ng payong. Ang problema ko pa ay hindi ko alam kung paano isarado ng maayos ang payong na iyon. Sumakay ako ng jeep na papuntang Marikina Palengke na dumadaan sa Rizal High School. Malayo pa lang ay parang ili-lethal injection na ako sa kaba. Ewan ko kung bakit. Ikaw ba naman ang mag-sembreak at bumalik kaagad sa eskwelahan. Ilang sandali lamang ay nasa eskuwelahan na ako. Umaambon pa rin kaya kinailangan kong buksan ang lavender kong payong na hindi compliment sa P.E. T-shirt at maong na pantalon ko. Tumila ang ambon pagka-akyat ko ng hagdan. Kainis! At sarado pa ang gate na dinadaanan ko patawid ng kabilang wing ng ...

"Halik ng Kahapon" 2006-06-11 02:39:00 I Ang mga bagong dating na biyahero ng eroplano ay nangagmamadali sa iba’t ibang direksyon upang malapitan ang mga taong naghihintay sa kanilang pagdating. Ang iba naman ay mangiyak-ngiyak sa pagpapaalam sa kanilang mga mahal na magtutungo sa ibang bansa. Isa ako sa mga taong tumatangis-tumatangis dahil aalis na siya. Hinatid ko siya dito. Ang pagkakaiba lang ay hindi niya dapat ako makita. Ganoon pa rin ang hitsura ni Brian-makisig ang matangkad na pangangatawan na sinaluhan ng maamong mukha at kapansin-pansing tindig. “Passengers for flight 812 bound to California, USA…” Ikinabingi ko ang mga katagang aking narinig. Oras na ng kanyang pag-alis. Aalis na siya dito sa Davao. Oras na… Nagsimula ang lahat nang magkaroon kami ng class party isang linggo pagkatapos ng graduation ni Brian. Lahat ay dapat na magkaroon ng kanya-kanyang date. Isa ako sa walang date kaya tinulungan ako ng ilan kong kaibigan sa pagkilala sa ilang posibleng date. Pero wala akong nagustuhan. Iminungkahi ...