SFC!
[I composed the following entry a couple of weeks ago, only I saved it in my cellphone and didn't bother to post it online until now. =_=]
Rain poured heavily the whole afternoon.
"Even the weather reflects my mood. just like in drama movies," I mused, as I was riding a jeepney on my way home. I had just heard fom the Office of Student Affairs that they were no longer accepting applications for organization recognition, save for those few who had sent in letters of appeal. I had failed to do such, being uninformed, and thus our application ended in failure. Which didn’t really shock me actually, since for a long period of time I was not able to completely retrieve the data required from each of our members. I believe that if I had not been so complacent, I would have encouraged each and every one to cooperate. Instead, I felt so at ease, so unenthusiastic even, that the situation got out of hand. My false sense of security must have stemmed from the fact that I usually get what I want.
During my quest for college I applied only to two universities - UP and Others (Kidding! I meant DLSU-Manila.) I’m no genius but I managed to be accepted by both schools. When I applied for shifting, I was among the seven out of fifty-two applicants to pass. I applied for part-time work as a tutor once, and yet my employer whom I heard was quite picky, hired me right away. Now, forgive me if I seem to be boasting now, but what I’m really trying to point out is that I have always been so blessed to be given all these favorable happenings that I’ve sort of grown accustomed to them. Now, however, I must face defeat. Because of my irresponsibility, an entire organization’s progress would be impeded. I had such high hopes for UP-SFC, yet I myself seem to have shattered these hopes.
Anyway, I do know that it’s no use crying over spilled milk. There’s still a lot more things we can do as an organization - for one, we can build on our relationships. Strong relationships coupled with passion/active participation equals to a solid organization. It’s also great to be reminded that we’re working not for our own glory, but for God’s. We’re Students for Christ! Let us stand up to that name!
P.S.: I have recently lauched UP-SFC’s website. Check it out at http://upsfc.co.nr .
Weblogs | Comments (2)What’s been happening to me, in bullet-form
- I finally got my own shiny death note. Didn’t get it from a shinigami though.
I bought (or rather, I asked my father to buy) it from Comic Alley. ^^
Now whose name should I write first? kkk (Btw, if you don’t know what’s
this death note I’m babbling about, well then, poor you.)
- Last Wednesday, me and my parents went to see Dr. Avila. I
underwent a biopsy procedure (no pics here, sorry.) Why? You see I have
had these strange little lumps at the back of my ears, and sometimes
one even grows on my neck. They are painless, and recurring little
things, and after about a year of having them I finally told my
parents, which of course, caused them to panic. Heh. Naturally we went
to a doctor, and she prescribed some strong antibiotics which I had to
take for a week (which was hard for me since I find it really difficult
swallowing even just a single tablet. =_=) After that, my lumps (or
rather, lymph nodes) didn’t show any signs of improvement (No use
choking on all those pills. T.T) so I had to have them biopsied. It was
a very quick procedure, but it did cost a lot, considering it’s only a
single prick of a needle. I know I’d sound cliche but it did feel like
you were bitten by an ant — only it wouldn’t let go for about 20
seconds. Ouch. Anyway, the results revealed that it was nothing
serious. Lymphadentitis, or lymph node swelling. Right now the swelling has subsided, but doc says we should continue observation for 3 months. - Anyway, right after that, we went to the movie premiere of Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
We watched it at the imax theatre at the SM Mall of Asia. I could say
it was a so-so movie. Nothing really spectacular compared to the past
Potter movies. The lady who played Dolores Umbridge was rather good
though. Oh, and Snape. Even though he played a very little role, he
managed to capture his character perfectly. ^^ The last 20 minutes of
the movie we got to see in 3-d. I don’t know why, but security was
rather lax inside the cinema, so people were able to take pictures
before the movie began. I have pics of me wearing these huge 3d
eyeglasses (yeah I looked like an insect), but I’ll upload them later.
[edit: My mom deleted the pictures from her cellphone!! She thought I had transfered them to the PC already... GRRR. >.< ]
- Now, I wrote a rather long-ish and detailed narration here of how I
was riding the MRT at night, on my way home, when this lady began
preaching inside the train. But my internet connection crashed (Arrgh!)
and so I had to re-do this part. Anyway, it was my first time to see
anyone preaching inside the MRT, and surprisingly this woman didn’t ask
for an money or donation before she left. I began to admire that
woman’s faith and her courage to speak up to people who most likely
weren’t going to listen. She reminded us to pray - a message which
struck me because there are times when I get so engulfed with my own
problems and issues that I just forget the One who has always been
there for me, even though I didn’t deserve the least of His help. I
began to ask myself, what have I been doing for God and for his glory?
Lately I have been what I always have been: a slack. God so help me, I
pray that I may be able to get rid of my laziness and focus on what I
need to do! Speaking of which, I have school work yet undone. Papers
for UP-SFC’s recognition have not been submitted either. *sigh* I
should get back to life now. Ciao!
Notice this Friendster Ad lately?

Talk about insulting and degrading. I wonder why the Friendster management allowed this ad to show up on their website. Heck NO, we do not need to marry a USA man just so we can live our "dream life." Excuse me while I throw up. >.<
So long sweet summer..
So long sweet summer
I stumbled upon you and gratefully basked in your rays
So long sweet summer
I fell into you
Now you’re gracefully falling away . . .
Yet again I will have to say good bye to summer vacation and all its luxuries — to the endless hours of sleeping, gimmicks, more sleeping, surfing internet, watching tv, and, yes, more sleeping. It’s back to the real world. Back to school, and all the problems I have there that are still unresolved.
I do feel really bummed about it, but yes, life goes on, and so I’d just do what I have to do. After all, there are many other things in school I could look forward to - like meeting my friends, and doing stuff for our organization… And who would forget about getting allowances?! Hahaha.
Hello 1st semester ‘07-’08!
Yikes.. But what’s this? I only got 15 units during pre-enlistment. I need another subject!! T.T
Weblogs | Comments (2)Hidden messages in Children’s Rhymes and Tales?
I was surfing some website yesterday when I chanced upon the following text… And while these interpretations may be dismissed as plain old rumors which may or may not have any truth to them, I find it interesting to look at the following seemingly innocent rhymes and tales from a darker new perspective.
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The Little Mermaid
In the original version of this tale, the one written by Hans Christian Anderson, the little mermaid doesn’t get to live as happily-ever-after as she does in other retellings such as Walt Diney’s. In her quest for the love of a human prince and for an eternal soul (according to the tale, mermaids don’t have souls like humans, and although they have a lifespan of around 300 years, when they die they merely turn into sea foam and cease to exist.), she made a deal with the sea witch, cutting off her tongue in exchange for a potion which turns her into a human. She must then make the prince fall in love with her and marry her or else she will die and turn into sea foam. However the prince falls in love with another girl and marries her. The little mermaid’s sisters eventually made another deal with the sea witch in exchange for their hair. According to the deal, the little mermaid’s life would be saved and she could return to her normal life in the sea if she stabs and kills the prince before sunrise. She refuses to do this and thus meets her end. However, even though she died she is given the chance to gain an eternal soul by the daughters of the air.
Yeah.
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Snow White
This is speculated to be about the 7 stages of cocaine addiction.
Snow white (cocaine) meets:
Dopey: That fun high you first get on your first try.
Happy: That euphoric feeling of being high.
Bashful: aka being shy or silent about your addiction, avoiding the subject etc.
Grumpy: When you’ve been confronted and forced to give it up.
Sleepy: When you are off the stuff at first you get really depressed and sleepy.
Sneezy: You also get really sick. ie: sneezing, chills, night sweats etc.
Doc: You see them either when you finally seek help. . . or when you’re dead.
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Sleeping Beauty
In other versions of this tale, she was not awoken by a kiss, but was actually raped by "Price Charming" and awoke from the stirring of her twin children being born… Think they lived happily ever after?
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Ring around the rosies
Pocket full of posies,
Ashes, Ashes,
We all fall down. . .
This was about the black plague.
The ring was one of the first signs of the deadly sickness.
The Posies were stuffed into the pockets of the dead to quench the smell.
‘Ashes to Ashes’ refers to man being created out of the ashes and returning to ashes in death.
And the falling down part refers to finally succumbing to death.
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London Bridge is Falling down
Falling Down, Falling Down
London Bridge is Falling Down
my Fair Lady
Vikings tied the bridge to their boats and tried to row away. . .
It fell down.
Oh yeah, and the fair lady was Queen Elizabeth.
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Sing a song of six pence
A pocket full of rye
four and twenty blackbirds
Baked in a pie
When the pie was opened
the birds began to sing
isn’t that a dainty dish
to set before a king?
This was a recruitment tactic for pirates in the sixteenth century
the pie was the boat that would take the ship with about 24 buccaneers inside. Black birds were the pirates obviously and the king was Black beard himself. . .
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Jack and Jill went up the hill
to fetch a pail of water
Jack fell down and broke his crown
And Jill came tumbling after
This was about the reign of King Louis XVI and Marie Antoinette
Jack (George) and Jill (Mary) ascended to power to gain control of the waterways
The people revolted and killed Jack first (beheading)
And killed Jill after.
Fare Thee Well~

Dedicated to Kuya John~ aldol, lolo, and friend:
“A goodbye isn’t painful unless you’re never going to say hello again.”
-Author Unknown
“Why can’t we get all the people together in the world that we really like and then just stay together? I guess that wouldn’t work. Someone would leave. Someone always leaves. Then we would have to say good-bye. I hate good-byes. I know what I need. I need more hellos.”
-Charles M. Schulz
“Be well, do good work, and keep in touch.”
-Garrison Keillor
The Chronicle of a Dream.
Dreamt on the night of the hottest day in 2007 (so far) - 4/17/2007:
. . .
It was nighttime. I was with this big, tall guy. For some reason, I called him "papa" (though he has absolutely no resemblance to my father, and I didn’t use the term in another sense, as in gay lingo). I also held his hand. Then we went into a "floating market" as in the one in Neil Gaiman’s Neverwhere (which I was reading before I dozed off), and the guy I was with bought a large pink beaded necklace by exchanging it for his own. Banter trade. Just like in Gaiman’s novel. Anyway, he then hung the necklace around my neck, and sure enough I felt awkward and uncomfortable, the way any girl would when I guy she doesn’t like (i.e., romantically) shows, er, affection. I called him "papa" after all. I was starting to feel sorry that I ever said that, when suddenly there’s a concert being held at the floating market. I never saw the stage or its performers, all I knew was that the music was so loud, I couldn’t hear my own voice. Then I started playing around and shouting randomly at people, when suddenly the settings changed. The large tall guy was gone, and so was the floating market and the concert. Suddenly I was in some sort of bar, sharing a table with, of all people, a classmate of mine during my 2nd year in college. She was pretty much drunk, I think (I wasn’t, though. hehe) She was asking me a lot of questions. After that there was again a change of scenario. I was then on some sort of "hunt," Amazing Race-style, with my high school batch mates. Also I was able to do these giant leaps, which seems to be my special ability whenever I’m in dreamland. I mean, I’ve found myself doing those kinds of leaps quite frequently already. Maybe someday I’ll finally learn how to fly.
. . .
End of stupid pointless dream. I wonder what my subconscious could be telling me this time? =_=
Weblogs | Comment (0)Bye, Hanah… T.T
Our pretty aldol for UP-SFC. She went back to Korea yesterday. We miss her and will continue to pray for her. May God give her strength, wisdom, and peace of mind. Though she’s been with us for only a few months, we’ve learned so much from her. "You don’t exist for UP-SFC," she says, but rather "UP-SFC exists for you." ^__^
Karenai Hana; The Unwithering Flower
(Full Metal Panic Ending
Song English Translation)
A small flower is blooming
inside my heart,
The unwithering flower you
gave to me,
I was able to believe
strongly enough in myself,
So I’m not afraid anymore…
* I was happy meeting you,
And proud of our holding
hands,
Even though we look up to
different skies now,
See? I can walk on my own
now…
I laugh more during sad
times,
To hide the pain I feel
inside,
But you hugged me gently
without saying a thing
I felt as if it were like
opening a door frozen in ice…
I was happy meeting you,
Even though I could only
share my loneliness,
Even though we’re separated
now,
I still feel that we’re
somehow connected under this sky…
I didn’t say thank you…
I couldn’t even promise…
However, like on that day,
if the wind blows
Then I know we will surely
meet again…
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Poof.
I don’t think anybody bothers to read my blogs, so why write? Especially now that my life’s one whole heck of a mess — I just don’t have time for this anymore. So, why am I posting? Heck. Wala lang! I’m a hopeless procrastinator, and today I’ve chosen to waste my time by posting my ramblings here. >.< I’ve just finished cramming writing a written report for my english history class — my mind’s in a whirl right now.
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My grand mother (no, actually, my mother’s aunt) who had been staying with us for sometime, just passed away last Saturday. T.T She was on a bus (whilst on a Visita Iglesia) when she suddenly suffered a stroke and passed away during her sleep. We were all extremely shocked at the news (in fact until now I still am), and pray for the repose of her soul. If there’s one thing we should be happy about, it’s the thought that she died the way she wanted to — quick and painless, and in the midst of serving God. We believe she’s happy now where she is. My family and our community misses her a lot though.
× Among other things I have to worry about are my term papers. Drat! I have two to submit within the week. I haven’t even finished them both, so how the heck can I review for my exams (which are also within the week)? T.T Woe is me.
Okay. Whining time is over. I’m going to eat dinner now and resume work later. Oh, and I have 9 more pending friend requests here. They’re all strangers who haven’t even bothered to say hi, so maybe I should reject them? Nah. I’ll let them pend for a while. I want the list to build up. =] Bye. I’ll be back next week probably.
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