there were two things i've been waiting for a long time. the first one has arrived around 0330H. finally, after 2 months of waiting...
the other one... i'll be expecting later this evening.
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Wednesday, November 23, 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
malapit na
4 days to go... haaay....
I was in G4 this afternoon to meet up with my twin (my old college friend) and return his anime collection who's been in my possession for a year now. A lot of people were there to watch Harry Potter, and I can't help but get really excited at the thought of watching it next Saturday.
I was in G4 this afternoon to meet up with my twin (my old college friend) and return his anime collection who's been in my possession for a year now. A lot of people were there to watch Harry Potter, and I can't help but get really excited at the thought of watching it next Saturday.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
A bad dream
When I woke up this morning, I remembered having a weird dream. According to it, I lost the tooth near my front teeth, and half of the another tooth was chipped as well. I also remember seeing two corpses lying in an elevated space of an open ground with grasses surrounding it.
I am not that superstitious but I still did what the others would have done when this happened… I bit my pillow and a wood which was believed to ward off anything bad that could happen. I prayed to God to protect and guide us as well.
How about you? Do you think that dream is sort of a warning?
I am not that superstitious but I still did what the others would have done when this happened… I bit my pillow and a wood which was believed to ward off anything bad that could happen. I prayed to God to protect and guide us as well.
How about you? Do you think that dream is sort of a warning?
A special day
It’s supposed to be an ordinary day, but nay, yesterday has become one of my not-so-ordinary day. There were no party, no thick crowd, and no booze to drink (well, except for papa’s nightly supply). It was simple yet I was able to celebrate it graciously and productively.
Days before I turned 22, a lot of people were already greeting me, through text or in YM. I was awake when the clock stroked midnight, and I wasn’t really expecting people to be awake and greet me. But thankfully a handful of people did. Kim whom I just finished dressing his wound at 12 greeted me instantly. But the first one who greeted me in text was Cathie_ganda, she’s a friend of a friend whom I met during their gig in their Church. The second was Sir Cesar, my sensei, and who was also celebrating his birthday the same time with me. The third one is Ham, who waited for the midnight (3am his time), and messaged me despite our 3-hour-time difference.
The rest of my friends followed. Usually I wouldn’t erase immediately my friends’ greetings, but with my phone’s limited capacity to store messages I was forced to delete it right after I thanked them.
To all my friends who greeted me, especially those I rarely see: thank you for your greetings.
I also have this childlike heart, and I really appreciated all the gifts I received. Geri Beri, my cousin dear was the first one who gave me a gift. I was really touched by that gesture. She gave me a memo pad with a cute green case, a keychain, and a post-it note wishing me well for my birthday. Mommy and Papa gave me money (yippee!), which I instantly spent when I had a check up yesterday morning (but not all of it). Ate Mi accompanied me when I visited the doctor and it’s a gift for me too. We had Double Dutch ice cream bought by Mom. Ate Jeneth gave me a Black forest cake. Mai visited me on my birthday and let me eat her choco corn flakes. And I received my popular look-alike stuffed toy--- sponge bob! Thanks Jebs!
We had a class yesterday, but fortunately I was able to wake up in time to attend the Mass and thank God. God is so good and He gave me so many blessings even if I’m not worthy to receive it. I’ve got a great family and loving friends. I’m so glad that He created me this way, my physical, mental, spiritual, and emotional side. I’m so glad He showed me love and made me capable to give back love to others. I’m so blessed and I thank God for it.
Days before I turned 22, a lot of people were already greeting me, through text or in YM. I was awake when the clock stroked midnight, and I wasn’t really expecting people to be awake and greet me. But thankfully a handful of people did. Kim whom I just finished dressing his wound at 12 greeted me instantly. But the first one who greeted me in text was Cathie_ganda, she’s a friend of a friend whom I met during their gig in their Church. The second was Sir Cesar, my sensei, and who was also celebrating his birthday the same time with me. The third one is Ham, who waited for the midnight (3am his time), and messaged me despite our 3-hour-time difference.
The rest of my friends followed. Usually I wouldn’t erase immediately my friends’ greetings, but with my phone’s limited capacity to store messages I was forced to delete it right after I thanked them.
To all my friends who greeted me, especially those I rarely see: thank you for your greetings.
I also have this childlike heart, and I really appreciated all the gifts I received. Geri Beri, my cousin dear was the first one who gave me a gift. I was really touched by that gesture. She gave me a memo pad with a cute green case, a keychain, and a post-it note wishing me well for my birthday. Mommy and Papa gave me money (yippee!), which I instantly spent when I had a check up yesterday morning (but not all of it). Ate Mi accompanied me when I visited the doctor and it’s a gift for me too. We had Double Dutch ice cream bought by Mom. Ate Jeneth gave me a Black forest cake. Mai visited me on my birthday and let me eat her choco corn flakes. And I received my popular look-alike stuffed toy--- sponge bob! Thanks Jebs!
We had a class yesterday, but fortunately I was able to wake up in time to attend the Mass and thank God. God is so good and He gave me so many blessings even if I’m not worthy to receive it. I’ve got a great family and loving friends. I’m so glad that He created me this way, my physical, mental, spiritual, and emotional side. I’m so glad He showed me love and made me capable to give back love to others. I’m so blessed and I thank God for it.
Thursday, November 10, 2005
Today is a great day
Today is a great day.
I only slept for 4 hours. I woke up for an interview survey. I walked under the pouring rain. I talked to strangers. I soaked my feet in the mud. I waited for 30min for my first class. I waited for 3 hours for another prof who would show up.
Ordinarily, that would irritate my not-so-patient self. But like I said… Today is a great day.
How come?
Perhaps because I talked to the person who melted my depressed self in the wee hours of the morn. Perhaps he felt I needed him. Perhaps he needed me. Perhaps. Perhaps.
I only slept for 4 hours. I woke up for an interview survey. I walked under the pouring rain. I talked to strangers. I soaked my feet in the mud. I waited for 30min for my first class. I waited for 3 hours for another prof who would show up.
Ordinarily, that would irritate my not-so-patient self. But like I said… Today is a great day.
How come?
Perhaps because I talked to the person who melted my depressed self in the wee hours of the morn. Perhaps he felt I needed him. Perhaps he needed me. Perhaps. Perhaps.
Soliloquy
You were talking with somebody. You were telling him about a very interesting story, complete with sound effects, face contortion, and body movements to highlight every scene. You were so excited. You laughed hard and expect your listener to laugh with you. He just stared at you. Worst still, he asked you to repeat your story.
How would you feel?
You were busy typing about your thoughts. Concentrating hard, putting the exact word to describe how you feel. Pouring your emotions to the only one who wouldn’t complain with your monotonous dialog… your dear blog. Suddenly, out of the blue, a window popped up, you were too stunned to even read it, and maybe too fast. But it only means one thing… you got disconnected and whatever you were previously and painstakingly typed were gone.
How would you feel?
@##&&%$$#*&^%$#@#@!~~
How would you feel?
You were busy typing about your thoughts. Concentrating hard, putting the exact word to describe how you feel. Pouring your emotions to the only one who wouldn’t complain with your monotonous dialog… your dear blog. Suddenly, out of the blue, a window popped up, you were too stunned to even read it, and maybe too fast. But it only means one thing… you got disconnected and whatever you were previously and painstakingly typed were gone.
How would you feel?
@##&&%$$#*&^%$#@#@!~~
Sunday, November 06, 2005
End of things
Sem break has come to an end, and it slipped past me without hardly noticing it. It was not spent on a beach as what the others would have done, nor out of town to see more of the evergreens. I didn’t spend much money, just enough for some caffeine to last the day.
I didn’t have the ideal sem break but I guess I accomplished much compared to my previous term breaks.
I cried. I laughed. I prayed. I thanked thee.
Everything that happened had a purpose, and I had some hint. It confirmed something good but also offered new puzzlement.
We talked. We shared. We collaborated. We praised thee.
My relationship with my God and family was renewed. After 3 weeks of strict observance, finally Lolo was advised to continue recuperating at home. He’s still got a tank of oxygen though, just to be in a safe side.
I read. I read. I read. I read.
Nothing left to do but read. I finished the last three books of the Mallorean series and it felt so good. I realized that I like David Eddings now better than Terry Goodkind. I’ve grown to like the characters which D has provided. He tied loose ends on each series and consistently inserted humor and erring that inevitably made them more popular and known.
I ate. I chomped. I devoured. I munched.
Watching somebody sleeps just after midnight makes one more light headed and indulgent of a good night sleep. Burger Mcdo or Jollibee fries will keep me fine.
I haven’t slept that much. The sleep from my eyes is now sweetly blocking my mind. It’s time for bed, it says.
Good night.
I didn’t have the ideal sem break but I guess I accomplished much compared to my previous term breaks.
I cried. I laughed. I prayed. I thanked thee.
Everything that happened had a purpose, and I had some hint. It confirmed something good but also offered new puzzlement.
We talked. We shared. We collaborated. We praised thee.
My relationship with my God and family was renewed. After 3 weeks of strict observance, finally Lolo was advised to continue recuperating at home. He’s still got a tank of oxygen though, just to be in a safe side.
I read. I read. I read. I read.
Nothing left to do but read. I finished the last three books of the Mallorean series and it felt so good. I realized that I like David Eddings now better than Terry Goodkind. I’ve grown to like the characters which D has provided. He tied loose ends on each series and consistently inserted humor and erring that inevitably made them more popular and known.
I ate. I chomped. I devoured. I munched.
Watching somebody sleeps just after midnight makes one more light headed and indulgent of a good night sleep. Burger Mcdo or Jollibee fries will keep me fine.
I haven’t slept that much. The sleep from my eyes is now sweetly blocking my mind. It’s time for bed, it says.
Good night.
Mulan
I didn’t grow up wanting to become like one of the Disney princesses with their prince charming saving them from the wicked witch. I remember saying that Belle of Beauty and the Beast is my favorite when I was in high school, just for the sake of having a “favorite”.
That actually changed when Mulan was showed sometime in my College days. I would watch it over and over again but still laughs with every comic statement that the lead characters would say.
Indeed, Mulan is my true favorite among the Disney characters probably, because I can relate to the character and actually day dreaming of wanting to become her. Firstly, she’s Asian. Her appearance and her culture is trifle close to mine. Secondly, she’s doing some karate moves, and I just love it. Thirdly, she’s determined to do what she must do as dictated by her heart. She’s brave, she’s smart, and she kick some ass.
Last night, it was my first time to watch Mulan II, though I know that it was circulated eons ago. Mulan II is about settling Mulan and Shang’s differences, compromising, and proving that their love for each other is strong despite and in spite of problems. Their 3 friends were also there (Chien-Po, Ling, and the short one which I forgot the name) paired with the 3 princesses; Mushu, and the cricket.
It’s mostly about love, of friendship, and of doing what your heart really wants. It’s really a good movie, and I would really want to watch it again.
That actually changed when Mulan was showed sometime in my College days. I would watch it over and over again but still laughs with every comic statement that the lead characters would say.
Indeed, Mulan is my true favorite among the Disney characters probably, because I can relate to the character and actually day dreaming of wanting to become her. Firstly, she’s Asian. Her appearance and her culture is trifle close to mine. Secondly, she’s doing some karate moves, and I just love it. Thirdly, she’s determined to do what she must do as dictated by her heart. She’s brave, she’s smart, and she kick some ass.
Last night, it was my first time to watch Mulan II, though I know that it was circulated eons ago. Mulan II is about settling Mulan and Shang’s differences, compromising, and proving that their love for each other is strong despite and in spite of problems. Their 3 friends were also there (Chien-Po, Ling, and the short one which I forgot the name) paired with the 3 princesses; Mushu, and the cricket.
It’s mostly about love, of friendship, and of doing what your heart really wants. It’s really a good movie, and I would really want to watch it again.
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