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School: Manila Science High School
Birthday: February 16, 1989
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Saturday, February 28, 2004
Allow me to share to you guys one of my all-time favorite songs:
"Out Of Reach"
Knew the signs
Wasn't right
I was stupid for a while
Swept away by you
And now I feel like a fool
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?
Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be
Catch myself
From despair
I could drown
If I stay here
Keeping busy everyday
I know I will be OK
But I was
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?
Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be
So much hurt,
So much pain
Takes a while
To regain
What is lost inside
And I hope that in time,
You'll be out of my mind
And I'll be over you
But now I'm
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?
Out of reach,
So far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be
Out of reach,
So far
You never gave your heart
In my reach, I can see
There's a life out there
For me
This is just so applicable in my life. If you're thinking about the guy that I wrote about yesterday, you're wrong. It's just between me and sickntired.. :P
What a day!
This morning our class met at Paco Park to discuss on our play for Filipino, Noli Me Tangere. Meeting time was supposed to be 10:00, but by 10:30, there were only about 6 of us there. Well we just decided to go to McDonald's and eat sundaes... A good way to kill time while waiting for the others to arrive. After half an hour, we decided to go back to the park just in case someone arrives.
By about 11:10, I am proud to announce that we have reached a grand total of 12 people present! Wohoo! We started discussing on the possible scenes and used the stairs to the upper veranda of the park for our brainstorming session. There was a wedding reception going on at the moment so we chilled out a bit by mocking the gay host who sounded just like Diego (from Bubble Gang)... Hahaha.. And the bride was jumping like a toad after she had tossed her buquet to her maids... You could just imagine how she looked... Haha.. =)
We then had lunch at Robinson's ever popular Food Court, where their specialties are re-re-re-refried and re-re-re-regrilled food... We had a good time eating on the considerably tasty food (disregarding the myths of their existence). We also some of the MOSELEy (yehbeh!) people in the FC.. (Hello to u all!) After staying a couple of minutes in GBox, we went back to Paco to finish the scripts.
Honestly, I didn't really feel that this day's worth writing about because it is so dull... But I just had this urging to blog and so this day's entry's born.
"Doubt that the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love." ("Hamlet")
"Out Of Reach"
Knew the signs
Wasn't right
I was stupid for a while
Swept away by you
And now I feel like a fool
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?
Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be
Catch myself
From despair
I could drown
If I stay here
Keeping busy everyday
I know I will be OK
But I was
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?
Out of reach, so far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be
So much hurt,
So much pain
Takes a while
To regain
What is lost inside
And I hope that in time,
You'll be out of my mind
And I'll be over you
But now I'm
So confused,
My heart's bruised
Was I ever loved by you?
Out of reach,
So far
I never had your heart
Out of reach,
Couldn't see
We were never
Meant to be
Out of reach,
So far
You never gave your heart
In my reach, I can see
There's a life out there
For me
This is just so applicable in my life. If you're thinking about the guy that I wrote about yesterday, you're wrong. It's just between me and sickntired.. :P
What a day!
This morning our class met at Paco Park to discuss on our play for Filipino, Noli Me Tangere. Meeting time was supposed to be 10:00, but by 10:30, there were only about 6 of us there. Well we just decided to go to McDonald's and eat sundaes... A good way to kill time while waiting for the others to arrive. After half an hour, we decided to go back to the park just in case someone arrives.
By about 11:10, I am proud to announce that we have reached a grand total of 12 people present! Wohoo! We started discussing on the possible scenes and used the stairs to the upper veranda of the park for our brainstorming session. There was a wedding reception going on at the moment so we chilled out a bit by mocking the gay host who sounded just like Diego (from Bubble Gang)... Hahaha.. And the bride was jumping like a toad after she had tossed her buquet to her maids... You could just imagine how she looked... Haha.. =)
We then had lunch at Robinson's ever popular Food Court, where their specialties are re-re-re-refried and re-re-re-regrilled food... We had a good time eating on the considerably tasty food (disregarding the myths of their existence). We also some of the MOSELEy (yehbeh!) people in the FC.. (Hello to u all!) After staying a couple of minutes in GBox, we went back to Paco to finish the scripts.
Honestly, I didn't really feel that this day's worth writing about because it is so dull... But I just had this urging to blog and so this day's entry's born.
"Doubt that the stars are fire; Doubt that the sun doth move; Doubt truth to be a liar; But never doubt I love." ("Hamlet")
Friday, February 27, 2004
"Everything You Want"
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return
[Chorus]
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
[Chorus]
But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for
Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return
[Chorus]
I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why
Why
I don't know
It's like this.
There are several butterflies in the garden. A butterfly-lover walks in, eagerly looking for a good butterfly. The man spent weeks, then months, with the butterflies in order to get to know them... one particualr butterfly grew very fond of him. The butterfly spent time with him, listened to his problems, cheered him on even if it sometimes sounded exaggerated. the man seemed to be happy as well anyway..
little did the poor butterfly know that "it" was being taken for granted because another butterfly, one which looked just like the man's best-loved butterfly who only appeared in his dreams, got the affection and sort of love that it wanted
what should the butterfly do?
should "it" tell the man?
"malay mo.. unlike the moth.. the butterfly will be treated in a "nicer" way.."- sickntired
the butterfly.. who had alwayse been second best.. or even third.. and so on.. also gets hurt.
and right now the butterfly is shedding tears for that man who walked unexpectedly into her life. that man whom it considered its "kuya." but the butterfly expected too much. and no one's.. or nothing.. is to be blamed but the butterfly itself.
see your "kuya" (who, by the way, you only call onein your heart and mind) standing over there with the real thing?
kaya nman ako'y nag-aamok.
and i can't help it.
bear with me.
p.s. thank you, sickntired, for bearing with me. you are one great friend. and thank you for filling in the void places that he left me with. words can't say enough of how much i am thankful for having u as an "ate." never had one, u know. God bless..
Somewhere there's speaking
It's already coming in
Oh and it's rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you're here and you don't know why
But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won't return
[Chorus]
He's everything you want
He's everything you need
He's everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don't know why
You're waiting for someone
To put you together
You're waiting for someone to push you away
There's always another wound to discover
There's always something more you wish he'd say
[Chorus]
But you'll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It's only what you're asking for
And you'll be just fine
With all of your time
It's only what you're waiting for
Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won't return
[Chorus]
I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don't know why
And I don't know why
Why
I don't know
It's like this.
There are several butterflies in the garden. A butterfly-lover walks in, eagerly looking for a good butterfly. The man spent weeks, then months, with the butterflies in order to get to know them... one particualr butterfly grew very fond of him. The butterfly spent time with him, listened to his problems, cheered him on even if it sometimes sounded exaggerated. the man seemed to be happy as well anyway..
little did the poor butterfly know that "it" was being taken for granted because another butterfly, one which looked just like the man's best-loved butterfly who only appeared in his dreams, got the affection and sort of love that it wanted
what should the butterfly do?
should "it" tell the man?
"malay mo.. unlike the moth.. the butterfly will be treated in a "nicer" way.."- sickntired
the butterfly.. who had alwayse been second best.. or even third.. and so on.. also gets hurt.
and right now the butterfly is shedding tears for that man who walked unexpectedly into her life. that man whom it considered its "kuya." but the butterfly expected too much. and no one's.. or nothing.. is to be blamed but the butterfly itself.
see your "kuya" (who, by the way, you only call onein your heart and mind) standing over there with the real thing?
kaya nman ako'y nag-aamok.
and i can't help it.
bear with me.
p.s. thank you, sickntired, for bearing with me. you are one great friend. and thank you for filling in the void places that he left me with. words can't say enough of how much i am thankful for having u as an "ate." never had one, u know. God bless..
Sunday, February 22, 2004
If you’re not the one then why does my soul feel glad today?
If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all
I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
I don’t know why you’re so far away
But I know that this much is true
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right
And though I can’t be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms...
HI everyone! The prom... THE PROM!!! it was great... really great! The quadrangle looked way, way nicer and the people around school seemed, uh, like prices and princesses.. waah..
THe prom was a total blast. The PTCC hired a band called Second Floor (I think they are from Malate). They were great! Parang concert... Everyone was jumping and dancing like mad people.. Some, (including I and some of the bHuRbZ) went up onstage to dance with the singers.. The teachers seemed to be shocked with the madness of the crowd.. But who cares?! It's our prom anyway!! =)
The best part was of course, the party thing. Aside from the funky upbeats, there were also some very good cuts of love songs. Lovers and friends alike slowdanced to the lovely songs... Hay.. Love was in the air talaga. The lyrics that I posted above was actually one of the most memorable songs of the night. It was played twice! One by the band and the other by the moblie. (NACOCONSCIOUS AKO SA GRAMMAR KO!! PERO WHATEVER... PAKI-CORRECT NALNG PO..)
This was also the song when my ex danced with me. It was our theme song kc when we were still together, and I was glad that he remembered. We're still friends.. =) Hmm....
My first dance naman for the night was my special friend (the one whom I've been talking about in my posts). The song was Through the rain, and that dance made the night simply a bliss. I'll miss this good friend of mine when he leaves..
My most memorable dance was with Kuya Omee. Honestly, he had already danced with some of my classmates so I thought that na hindi na niya ako isasayaw. I was watching him the whole time that he was dancing with them, and I can't help but get a bit sad and touchy.. Then we danced. Hehehe... He was telling me those things that I really needed to hear that night. Did I tell you that my night was filled with tears? I cried a lot that night, and when we danced, he said, "magpakatatag ka." Those were the only words that I needed, but that made me cry again. I will really miss this dear friend... and the other 4th year peeps who will be leaving MaSci this year.. The YMCA people, 4-Moseley, EJ, Vincent (Panda! :P), Lee Van, everyone.
Next year's prom won't be the same without these people, that's why I would treasure last Friday night's memories for the rest of my life.
Burbank Domination! =)
If you’re not the one then why does my hand fit yours this way?
If you are not mine then why does your heart return my call
If you are not mine would I have the strength to stand at all
I never know what the future brings
But I know you are here with me now
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am?
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
If I don’t need you then why am I crying on my bed?
If I don’t need you then why does your name resound in my head?
If you’re not for me then why does this distance maim my life?
If you’re not for me then why do I dream of you as my wife?
I don’t know why you’re so far away
But I know that this much is true
We’ll make it through
And I hope you are the one I share my life with
And I wish that you could be the one I die with
And I pray in you’re the one I build my home with
I hope I love you all my life
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I can stay in your arms?
‘Cause I miss you, body and soul so strong that it takes my breath away
And I breathe you into my heart and pray for the strength to stand today
‘Cause I love you, whether it’s wrong or right
And though I can’t be with you tonight
And know my heart is by your side
I don’t want to run away but I can’t take it, I don’t understand
If I’m not made for you then why does my heart tell me that I am
Is there any way that I could stay in your arms...
HI everyone! The prom... THE PROM!!! it was great... really great! The quadrangle looked way, way nicer and the people around school seemed, uh, like prices and princesses.. waah..
THe prom was a total blast. The PTCC hired a band called Second Floor (I think they are from Malate). They were great! Parang concert... Everyone was jumping and dancing like mad people.. Some, (including I and some of the bHuRbZ) went up onstage to dance with the singers.. The teachers seemed to be shocked with the madness of the crowd.. But who cares?! It's our prom anyway!! =)
The best part was of course, the party thing. Aside from the funky upbeats, there were also some very good cuts of love songs. Lovers and friends alike slowdanced to the lovely songs... Hay.. Love was in the air talaga. The lyrics that I posted above was actually one of the most memorable songs of the night. It was played twice! One by the band and the other by the moblie. (NACOCONSCIOUS AKO SA GRAMMAR KO!! PERO WHATEVER... PAKI-CORRECT NALNG PO..)
This was also the song when my ex danced with me. It was our theme song kc when we were still together, and I was glad that he remembered. We're still friends.. =) Hmm....
My first dance naman for the night was my special friend (the one whom I've been talking about in my posts). The song was Through the rain, and that dance made the night simply a bliss. I'll miss this good friend of mine when he leaves..
My most memorable dance was with Kuya Omee. Honestly, he had already danced with some of my classmates so I thought that na hindi na niya ako isasayaw. I was watching him the whole time that he was dancing with them, and I can't help but get a bit sad and touchy.. Then we danced. Hehehe... He was telling me those things that I really needed to hear that night. Did I tell you that my night was filled with tears? I cried a lot that night, and when we danced, he said, "magpakatatag ka." Those were the only words that I needed, but that made me cry again. I will really miss this dear friend... and the other 4th year peeps who will be leaving MaSci this year.. The YMCA people, 4-Moseley, EJ, Vincent (Panda! :P), Lee Van, everyone.
Next year's prom won't be the same without these people, that's why I would treasure last Friday night's memories for the rest of my life.
Burbank Domination! =)
Monday, February 16, 2004
Hay!!! My big day!! Happy Birthday to me!! Yahoo!!! wahahaha... :)
This day has been totally great. I woke up happy and alive for the first time since the year had started.. The sun seemed brighter, the wind felt nicer, people's faces seemed not-as-ugly (joke!) and all... I really am so thankful of tatay macky who gave me this really cute and a bit bulky stuff toy... It's not really the gift, but the thought that counts.. But I'm not implying that you shouldn't give me gifts, mind you! :)
Everything was in place, and everything and everyone was wonderful... Except that my dad is not around this special day with us. He has been touring the country since Friday, and I miss my dad so damn much. He called me up while we were on the car though, but it just made me miss him even more that my voice was quivering the whole time that we were conversing. This was the first time that my dad missed my birthday.... nakakapanibago... All my friends' gifts and greetings could cover up for my dad's place in the celebration of my 15th year of existence, but I guess I was still happy that they did care... I just wish daddy would come home soon and in time for our JS Prom...
...Which leads me to this question: Are you as psyched as I am? Whoa!!! Just 4 days to go... My dream date still hasn't asked me yet, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Thanks to everyone who remembered my birthday! To my friend (whom I've talked about yesterday... he had just greeted me a few minutes ago....), thank you! This day, really, had been filled with blessings from our Creator.
Thank you Lord for this wonderful day, and for the 15 years of magnificent life that youve bestowed upon my earthly body. Thank you for the gift of life, love and salvation... I love you Lord. Amen.
Just an announcement: Just today, Ron and Mark David cupped the gold in the Chemistry contest that they participated in. Congratulations! Keep it comin' man!
`Til here... Got lotza things to do pa... Peace out!
This day has been totally great. I woke up happy and alive for the first time since the year had started.. The sun seemed brighter, the wind felt nicer, people's faces seemed not-as-ugly (joke!) and all... I really am so thankful of tatay macky who gave me this really cute and a bit bulky stuff toy... It's not really the gift, but the thought that counts.. But I'm not implying that you shouldn't give me gifts, mind you! :)
Everything was in place, and everything and everyone was wonderful... Except that my dad is not around this special day with us. He has been touring the country since Friday, and I miss my dad so damn much. He called me up while we were on the car though, but it just made me miss him even more that my voice was quivering the whole time that we were conversing. This was the first time that my dad missed my birthday.... nakakapanibago... All my friends' gifts and greetings could cover up for my dad's place in the celebration of my 15th year of existence, but I guess I was still happy that they did care... I just wish daddy would come home soon and in time for our JS Prom...
...Which leads me to this question: Are you as psyched as I am? Whoa!!! Just 4 days to go... My dream date still hasn't asked me yet, but I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
Thanks to everyone who remembered my birthday! To my friend (whom I've talked about yesterday... he had just greeted me a few minutes ago....), thank you! This day, really, had been filled with blessings from our Creator.
Thank you Lord for this wonderful day, and for the 15 years of magnificent life that youve bestowed upon my earthly body. Thank you for the gift of life, love and salvation... I love you Lord. Amen.
Just an announcement: Just today, Ron and Mark David cupped the gold in the Chemistry contest that they participated in. Congratulations! Keep it comin' man!
`Til here... Got lotza things to do pa... Peace out!
Sunday, February 15, 2004
Backgroung music: Incomplete - Sisqo
Bright Lights, Fancy Restaurants
Everything in this world that a man could want.
I got a bank account bigger than the law should allow
Still I'm lonely now
Pretty Faces from the covers of a magazine
From their covers to my covers wanna lay with me.
Fame and Fortune still can't find, just a grown man runnin' out of time
Chorus:
Though it seems I have everything
I dont wanna be a lonely fool
All of the women, all the expensive cars, all the money don't amount to you.
So I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see.
That without you girl my life is incomplete.
Listen.
Your perfume, your sexy lingerie.
Girl I remember it just like it was on yesterday.
A Thursday you told me you had fallen in love, I wasn't sure that I was.
it's been a year-Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall.
But being without you just aint livin' aint livin'at all
If I could travel back in time, I'd relive the days you were mine.
Repeat Chorus
I just can't help lovin' you
But I loved you much too late.
I'd give anything and everything to hear you say, that you'll stay
Even though it seems I have everything.
I don't wanna be a lonely fool.
All of the women, all of the expensive cars, all of the money don't amount to you.
(you can have it all) I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see. (Just give me my baby)
That without you girl my life is incomplete.
Repeat Chorus
Hmmm actually this song never fail to remind me of him... He likes this song as much as I do, or probably even more... 'Tis just a simple song, and yet it sends butterflies all over my stomach, making me all dreamy and a romantic fool in an instant. What's in a song?
Anyway, this day has been great... really. Early this morning we went to church, at Bread of Life, and heard the word of God. (I actually go to church! Can you believe it?! hehehe.. ) The speaker came all the way from Switzerland together with this bunch of Swiss missionaries, and he shared about the history of Valentine's day (in much the same way that I did in my previous post)... Believe me, it wasn't that lively that I kept wishing that the Filipino pastor would soon take over. As lick might have had it, the pastor (the Pinoy one) soon took control of the podium and did his stuff. He shared this passage, Genesis 1:26-28 which, well, enlightened us on who really created love amongst men and women, kins, and peers - GOD. Praise the Lord, for his mercy endureth forever!
"Marriage often finds itself with a bald man on a table sitting across a fat lady." I just find this cool, and, well, true.
"Love roots from and is destined to follow only one explanation - eternity..." I find this quote to be soooo romantic... Oh well, I'm too young for things as destiny and eternity... but certainly not too young to love.
Bright Lights, Fancy Restaurants
Everything in this world that a man could want.
I got a bank account bigger than the law should allow
Still I'm lonely now
Pretty Faces from the covers of a magazine
From their covers to my covers wanna lay with me.
Fame and Fortune still can't find, just a grown man runnin' out of time
Chorus:
Though it seems I have everything
I dont wanna be a lonely fool
All of the women, all the expensive cars, all the money don't amount to you.
So I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see.
That without you girl my life is incomplete.
Listen.
Your perfume, your sexy lingerie.
Girl I remember it just like it was on yesterday.
A Thursday you told me you had fallen in love, I wasn't sure that I was.
it's been a year-Winter, Summer, Spring and Fall.
But being without you just aint livin' aint livin'at all
If I could travel back in time, I'd relive the days you were mine.
Repeat Chorus
I just can't help lovin' you
But I loved you much too late.
I'd give anything and everything to hear you say, that you'll stay
Even though it seems I have everything.
I don't wanna be a lonely fool.
All of the women, all of the expensive cars, all of the money don't amount to you.
(you can have it all) I can make believe I have everything, but I can't pretend that I don't see. (Just give me my baby)
That without you girl my life is incomplete.
Repeat Chorus
Hmmm actually this song never fail to remind me of him... He likes this song as much as I do, or probably even more... 'Tis just a simple song, and yet it sends butterflies all over my stomach, making me all dreamy and a romantic fool in an instant. What's in a song?
Anyway, this day has been great... really. Early this morning we went to church, at Bread of Life, and heard the word of God. (I actually go to church! Can you believe it?! hehehe.. ) The speaker came all the way from Switzerland together with this bunch of Swiss missionaries, and he shared about the history of Valentine's day (in much the same way that I did in my previous post)... Believe me, it wasn't that lively that I kept wishing that the Filipino pastor would soon take over. As lick might have had it, the pastor (the Pinoy one) soon took control of the podium and did his stuff. He shared this passage, Genesis 1:26-28 which, well, enlightened us on who really created love amongst men and women, kins, and peers - GOD. Praise the Lord, for his mercy endureth forever!
"Marriage often finds itself with a bald man on a table sitting across a fat lady." I just find this cool, and, well, true.
"Love roots from and is destined to follow only one explanation - eternity..." I find this quote to be soooo romantic... Oh well, I'm too young for things as destiny and eternity... but certainly not too young to love.
Saturday, February 14, 2004
Music: Dreaming of you by Selena
Happy hearts' day to everyone!... And to the singles out there (ahem!), as ate M put it, happy singles' awareness day!
Every February, all around the world, flowers, gifts, and chocolates are exchanged between love-struck people, be it among kins, friends or lovers... all in St. Valentine's name. Who is St. Valentine anyway? Let's have a little background check.
According to one legend, Valentine was a priest in Rome, 3rd Century, during the rule of Emperor Claudius II. The emperor outlawed marriage for young men, in a belief that single men make better soldiers than those who were married. Valentine, whe realized the prejudice of the rule, flouted the order and continued to perform marriage among lovers clandestinely. When his actions were discovered, however, Claudius put him to death.
Another story tells that Valentine must have actually been the first person to ever send a "valentine" message. When he was in prison, he fell in love with a girl who visited him during his detention. Before his death, as rumor has it, he left the lass a letter which he signed 'From your valentine.' And the rest is history.
So much for that. Believe me, this day had been pretty much ordinary for me. I woke up at exactly 12:30 pm, surfed the net for a while, then went to Rustan's for a shopping session with my mom. Though I actually taught myself to believe that I can be happy without a valentine, I still can't help but have a pipe dream.. I was with him, strolling together on Glorietta 4, walking with hands locked together, sharing a blissful romance under the wings of Cupid.. Everything was fine, UNTIL my inner voice told me to snap out of it. Oh well.. I'll be seeing him on Monday naman.. Hay.
Actually, there was something good that happened. This friend whom I've been missing for the past weeks messaged me (IRC) and we started conversing. I was cold the whole time, cold in a sense that my fingers were numb and that I was so tense. Nanibago lang siguro ako. I missed this friend so much, so it was really a blessing from up above for us to be able to talk again (well at least, on IRC).
Hope you guys had a nice, love-filled hearts' day! :)
P.S.: I am actually wishing that he would log in and chat on the IRC... but the thing is, I also think that he's too exhausted to be able to do anything other than to sleep.. (bHuRbZ, nakakarelate ba kayo? hit me back..)
Happy hearts' day to everyone!... And to the singles out there (ahem!), as ate M put it, happy singles' awareness day!
Every February, all around the world, flowers, gifts, and chocolates are exchanged between love-struck people, be it among kins, friends or lovers... all in St. Valentine's name. Who is St. Valentine anyway? Let's have a little background check.
According to one legend, Valentine was a priest in Rome, 3rd Century, during the rule of Emperor Claudius II. The emperor outlawed marriage for young men, in a belief that single men make better soldiers than those who were married. Valentine, whe realized the prejudice of the rule, flouted the order and continued to perform marriage among lovers clandestinely. When his actions were discovered, however, Claudius put him to death.
Another story tells that Valentine must have actually been the first person to ever send a "valentine" message. When he was in prison, he fell in love with a girl who visited him during his detention. Before his death, as rumor has it, he left the lass a letter which he signed 'From your valentine.' And the rest is history.
So much for that. Believe me, this day had been pretty much ordinary for me. I woke up at exactly 12:30 pm, surfed the net for a while, then went to Rustan's for a shopping session with my mom. Though I actually taught myself to believe that I can be happy without a valentine, I still can't help but have a pipe dream.. I was with him, strolling together on Glorietta 4, walking with hands locked together, sharing a blissful romance under the wings of Cupid.. Everything was fine, UNTIL my inner voice told me to snap out of it. Oh well.. I'll be seeing him on Monday naman.. Hay.
Actually, there was something good that happened. This friend whom I've been missing for the past weeks messaged me (IRC) and we started conversing. I was cold the whole time, cold in a sense that my fingers were numb and that I was so tense. Nanibago lang siguro ako. I missed this friend so much, so it was really a blessing from up above for us to be able to talk again (well at least, on IRC).
Hope you guys had a nice, love-filled hearts' day! :)
P.S.: I am actually wishing that he would log in and chat on the IRC... but the thing is, I also think that he's too exhausted to be able to do anything other than to sleep.. (bHuRbZ, nakakarelate ba kayo? hit me back..)
Thursday, February 12, 2004
Song: Anyone can see by Anna Fegi
If I could I'll try to know you
I would never let you go
Anyone can see what you mean to me
Anyone would know my love is there
waiting just for you..
On the night that you left me
I cried wishing you would stay, stay
Maybe I don't have much chance to tell you
I need you so, I guess you'll never know
Anyone can see what you mean to me
What you mean to me
Anyone can tell I feel for you so easily
Anyone can see...
This day's just like any ordinary day, except for the fact that the monster struck again... but I'm not just about to talk about her again, for the simple reason that I did not create this website for her and her half-wittedness.
I thought that everything would be ok until the day ends, but luck doesn't favor me that much. I really don't wanna talk about the incident which ruined my "perfect" day, but until now, I still can't quite get things straight. This was not the first that I've really grown to like someone, but somehow, its a first for me to get so affected by my peer's teasings.
Whatever... bsta, the moral lesson of the story? Never, ever let anyone know about how you feel... But really, that would be a toughie for me. I am a very public person, in a sense that the entire class and even some of my other friends know about my thoughts, feelings and stuff. Why do I always have this feeling that I should share my happiness and feelings to others for me not to burst with emotions that I keep on suppressing?
Note: I do tolerate other people's teasings, but for Pete's sake, it depends on the one who's doing the act. Teasing among friends is actually enjoyable and even justifiable, so now I feel a bit guilty for overreacting a while ago. I muttered a cuss word which might have offended a friend.. (ei berdflu, if by chance you're around, my apologies again...)
Anyway, what has been done has been done. Nothing could be done to change it. As for me, I have decided to just avoid this guy that I like, in a very desperate wish that by doing so, the issue would eventually die down. I do not know if this is the right thing to do, but this is all that I can think of right now. Anyone out there who can help me?
Hit me back...
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply gives you courage."
Courage? Why does it work for me the other way?
Wait... my heart and mind are actually having a dispute over this: am I in love? I hope not... because if I was... I am in a very, VERY big trouble.
Damn it.
If I could I'll try to know you
I would never let you go
Anyone can see what you mean to me
Anyone would know my love is there
waiting just for you..
On the night that you left me
I cried wishing you would stay, stay
Maybe I don't have much chance to tell you
I need you so, I guess you'll never know
Anyone can see what you mean to me
What you mean to me
Anyone can tell I feel for you so easily
Anyone can see...
This day's just like any ordinary day, except for the fact that the monster struck again... but I'm not just about to talk about her again, for the simple reason that I did not create this website for her and her half-wittedness.
I thought that everything would be ok until the day ends, but luck doesn't favor me that much. I really don't wanna talk about the incident which ruined my "perfect" day, but until now, I still can't quite get things straight. This was not the first that I've really grown to like someone, but somehow, its a first for me to get so affected by my peer's teasings.
Whatever... bsta, the moral lesson of the story? Never, ever let anyone know about how you feel... But really, that would be a toughie for me. I am a very public person, in a sense that the entire class and even some of my other friends know about my thoughts, feelings and stuff. Why do I always have this feeling that I should share my happiness and feelings to others for me not to burst with emotions that I keep on suppressing?
Note: I do tolerate other people's teasings, but for Pete's sake, it depends on the one who's doing the act. Teasing among friends is actually enjoyable and even justifiable, so now I feel a bit guilty for overreacting a while ago. I muttered a cuss word which might have offended a friend.. (ei berdflu, if by chance you're around, my apologies again...)
Anyway, what has been done has been done. Nothing could be done to change it. As for me, I have decided to just avoid this guy that I like, in a very desperate wish that by doing so, the issue would eventually die down. I do not know if this is the right thing to do, but this is all that I can think of right now. Anyone out there who can help me?
Hit me back...
"Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength while loving someone deeply gives you courage."
Courage? Why does it work for me the other way?
Wait... my heart and mind are actually having a dispute over this: am I in love? I hope not... because if I was... I am in a very, VERY big trouble.
Damn it.
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Song for the day: Bring me to life (by Evanescence)
I really am very proud of my dad, who is a great journalist and my personal hero. I grew up seeing him fight for the rights of underprivileged people, and risking his life in the process. I wonder if someday I could be like him.
Well anyway, today has been like any other day except that I had an encounter with the Missing Link. Yes, she actually provoked me to a point that I answered her back. Imagine comparing us with the other section? (Name of section withheld upon request… joke. Just make a wild guess) She kept on telling us, and mind you, she would never, ever let us forget that “that” section is better, more behaved and basta better. After delivering what had seemed to be her worst speech ever, the room became filled with annoyed faces and clenched fists ready to beat her up. But why, o why on earth did she single me out for making a face? Oh well maybe because I am sooooo biiiig. I was mad and I knew that when provoked, I can actually kill her. Wait... "kill" is not the right word... try "torture," "mutilate" or "salvage." So I just told her that I had something to say but I’d rather not say it for she might get hurt. Okay, SHE REALLY WOULD BE HURT. Which is like, marvelous… but no matter how many times we’ve been tempted to give this monkey a taste of her own medicine, we were also held back by this basic virtue that she never knew or have never shown to others: RESPECT.
I guess there would be a Part 2 tomorrow… But we would never let her insult us and the others again. We’ve had too much!
They say that we should love our enemies… Would anyone please teach us how to love this creature we truly despise?
That would be all for now.
I really am very proud of my dad, who is a great journalist and my personal hero. I grew up seeing him fight for the rights of underprivileged people, and risking his life in the process. I wonder if someday I could be like him.
Well anyway, today has been like any other day except that I had an encounter with the Missing Link. Yes, she actually provoked me to a point that I answered her back. Imagine comparing us with the other section? (Name of section withheld upon request… joke. Just make a wild guess) She kept on telling us, and mind you, she would never, ever let us forget that “that” section is better, more behaved and basta better. After delivering what had seemed to be her worst speech ever, the room became filled with annoyed faces and clenched fists ready to beat her up. But why, o why on earth did she single me out for making a face? Oh well maybe because I am sooooo biiiig. I was mad and I knew that when provoked, I can actually kill her. Wait... "kill" is not the right word... try "torture," "mutilate" or "salvage." So I just told her that I had something to say but I’d rather not say it for she might get hurt. Okay, SHE REALLY WOULD BE HURT. Which is like, marvelous… but no matter how many times we’ve been tempted to give this monkey a taste of her own medicine, we were also held back by this basic virtue that she never knew or have never shown to others: RESPECT.
I guess there would be a Part 2 tomorrow… But we would never let her insult us and the others again. We’ve had too much!
They say that we should love our enemies… Would anyone please teach us how to love this creature we truly despise?
That would be all for now.
Tuesday, February 10, 2004
This is actually my first time to blog and I can say that I am kinda nervous and excited at the same time. Hmmm I've though of blogging for quite some time before deciding on it... I really don't think that I have the time to post everyday but still, I wanted to try it. Kuya Jammy's and Kuya Omar's blogs actually inspired me in such an undefinable way that I decided to do my own. So much for the history of my blog.
Today’s classes followed the Friday schedule, meaning that the day would be cut at about 1:40 in the afternoon. Faculty members would be discussing about the new grading system, we were told. Oh well, let’s hope that our administration comes to its senses and realize the stupidity of the whole idea. Anyhow, the day continued as any other day for Burbank. As always, Burbank was mentioned in the flag ceremony, because aside from holding the title of the last students to descend their thrones in order to attend the much-dreaded flag ceremony, we are extremely talkative during the solemn (whatever) daily ritual.
I also came to realize that the flag ceremony is just another routine for us students. We pray, sing the Lupang Hinirang, recite the Pledge, and then sing the chart-topping hit Batis ng Diwa. It is just so dull. I have nothing against the ceremony but can’t we do better? Maybe we should get back to the old days wherein flag-raising ceremonies were held every Monday. They really can’t blame us students for the not-so-respectful (well at least the Officers of the Day think so) behavior we portray. Why don’t we trade places? Try singing and reciting the same songs and words every single day of the school-week and see for yourself the nostalgic feeling that builds up inside us. Having the observance everyday really doesn’t help but even impair students’ anticipation for a supposed weekly flag ceremony. Come to think of it.
That’s all for now…
Today’s classes followed the Friday schedule, meaning that the day would be cut at about 1:40 in the afternoon. Faculty members would be discussing about the new grading system, we were told. Oh well, let’s hope that our administration comes to its senses and realize the stupidity of the whole idea. Anyhow, the day continued as any other day for Burbank. As always, Burbank was mentioned in the flag ceremony, because aside from holding the title of the last students to descend their thrones in order to attend the much-dreaded flag ceremony, we are extremely talkative during the solemn (whatever) daily ritual.
I also came to realize that the flag ceremony is just another routine for us students. We pray, sing the Lupang Hinirang, recite the Pledge, and then sing the chart-topping hit Batis ng Diwa. It is just so dull. I have nothing against the ceremony but can’t we do better? Maybe we should get back to the old days wherein flag-raising ceremonies were held every Monday. They really can’t blame us students for the not-so-respectful (well at least the Officers of the Day think so) behavior we portray. Why don’t we trade places? Try singing and reciting the same songs and words every single day of the school-week and see for yourself the nostalgic feeling that builds up inside us. Having the observance everyday really doesn’t help but even impair students’ anticipation for a supposed weekly flag ceremony. Come to think of it.
That’s all for now…