Yes, I wasn't able to watch the E-heads concert.
The tickets wasn't the issue. I just dont have someone to go with.
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But then again, what have I to lose? I've already lost my life and she's already happy with someone else.
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If a picture paints a thousand words, I only need a word to get the whole message.
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bert para sa 'yo to (sabi ko na sau na alapaap unang kanta eh)
The white flag flies
Never for surrender
Never for defeat
It flies for Love
We have to choose
Our life's battles
But now I chose to
Love in Peace
In peace resides
My true love for her
Peace beckons
Selfless Happiness
30aug08 / 6f citisquare
Fr. Ranie Aquino writes about what's written all over my face since July.
Published 25 August 2008 at the Manila Standard Today.
WHAT PHILOSOPHERS DO
By Fr. Ranhilio Callangan Aquino
COMIUCAP is the acronym for “Conference Mondiale des Institutions Universitaires Catholiques de Philosophie”—The World Conference of Catholic University Institutions of Philosophy. It is meeting in Manila on Sept. 11 to 13. It is certainly a global event for philosophers, philosophy professors, students and dabblers. Not much is heard about it because, in the Philippines, those who bother about philosophy in more than a casual manner may very well qualify to be on the “endangered list.” Dr. Leovino Garcia, long a prominent figure in philosophy in our own part of the world and dean of the Loyola Schools at Ateneo de Manila University until recently, is the conference organizer. Jean Luc Marion, a revered name in the contemporary philosophical study of religion, will be the main plenary lecturer. Dr. Alfredo Co of the University of Santo Tomas will also be a plenary speaker. I will read a paper for one of the workshop sessions.
So what is this? A gathering of idle chatterers? It is the great misfortune of philosophy to be constantly put to work but seldom recognized for what it is. For some time, the sway that science and technology enjoyed over the discourse not only of academe but of the everyday world seemed to have banished philosophy to the fringes of worthwhile human concerns. Philosophers did not produce as scientists and mechanics did, therefore, they had little, if anything at all, to contribute to humankind. But we have learned better, I hope, and there has been disenchantment with science. Not that we do not need it, but that we realize its limits and the fact that it is not self-validating. Astounding developments have allowed the cloning of higher and higher orders of animalia. Cloning a human being seems to be just around the corner. But should we, ought we? It does not seem to belong to the province of science to provide an answer to such a threshold question.
There are different ways philosophers describe what it is they do. For some time, Aristotle’s distinction between proximate and ultimate causes seemed to offer a plausible ground for philosophizing. Pushing inquiry to its furthest limits in respect of anything at all—this seems to have been the insight underlying Aristotle’s claim of territory for philosophy: The ultimate causes and principles of things. We have not entirely rid ourselves of Aristotle’s spell, nor does it seem desirable to do so. Paleontologists and anthropologists have given us the progression of hominid species. At the end of the procession of fossil finds and genealogical trees, one is justified in asking: When did the human person first make his appearance? Immediately, the question strikes a different key and compels the thinker to shift gears. This is no longer a question to which an answer can be given by a closer examination of bones and artifacts. It is a question of what used to be called “the essence” of what it is to be human. What makes one human? Ayer once usefully suggested that unlike the scientist whose concern it is to unearth data, the philosopher is called upon to describe the facts made available. Do you call this interesting biped that asks questions, builds sophisticated habitation, ornaments and paints himself, and enters into interesting relations with others human or not? That is not a question that can be answered by more data. It is a question that calls on you to describe the data at hand.
Understood this way, it is not difficult to arrive at the realization that there is in fact so much philosophy that we do without acknowledging that we are doing it—and this is exactly why things can turn bad. If there is anything that can make a claim to global recognition, it is human rights. But what is it that makes the human person worthy of respect? More concretely, what are these and why should they be human rights? If bold claims are made for human rights, then quite obviously these questions cannot go unanswered, and such nebulous concepts as “inherent dignity” will not be left unexamined.
Talk to any youngster today about promiscuity, for example, as wrong and you will get the retort: “What is wrong to you may be right for me.” You Light Up My Life puts the philosophical position of many of today’s youngsters so succinctly: “It can’t be wrong if it feels so right.” To many, this is a good posture. What it is in fact is some form of relativism that is at best a highly questionable philosophical posture. At one time in my teaching career, one student complained that philosophy was abstract. I had to give him the disappointing answer that it was meant to be abstract and it is purposely abstract! That is of course no reason for a teacher of philosophy to turn students off by being deliberately incomprehensible—and this happens quite often when the teacher has not himself done good philosophy. He passes his own confusion to his students. But philosophy is in fact eminently practical in the sense that the way we live of our lives is a consequence of the philosophical positions we take. Loving another person unselfishly rests on the philosophical premise that it is meaningful and fulfilling to love. And it is philosophical reflection likewise that spurs us to ask whether it is in fact love with which I encounter the other, or one of its counterfeits. In fact, even the movement that goes by the moniker “postmodernism” has a significant social dimension to it. Whatever may be said against the articulations of its iconic figures, the distrust for what are called “meta-narratives” or pretensions at comprehensive accounts is in fact born of the recognition that putting on airs at giving an explanation for all things marginalized many others who had other explanations. The restiveness with which minorities, whether ethnic or religious, for example, make their presence felt is a consequence of the canonization of narratives and the confinement of others to the margins.
Philosophy is the reflective moment of humankind. It is that which allows us to distance ourselves from what we do and what we achieve. It is much-needed self-criticism. The passion for justice is vacuous without a thoughtful consideration of what justice is and what demands it makes. Similarly, in the philosophy of the law, while we have always believed that crime must be punished, it is worth our while asking how inflicting some detriment upon the offender—such as a loss of freedom or property (and in jurisdictions that still execute—life) makes society and life in society any better. I am not saying it does not. I only insist that the question should be raised and critically answered.
There is another tradition to philosophy—many times known as the analytic tradition. What it demands is that we be responsible about the terms we use and that we be able to give a logical account of the way we use them. If you label philosophy as “useless” for example, then you must be prepared with a logical account of what is “useful” and how philosophy fails this test.
It is a meeting of people with such concerns that will take place this September.
*from Mam Fleur's site*
Mmm...hmm...
It feels like a lifetime, a thousand days have passed
by
Since I held you close to me
If I could see that smile from my friend
I know that I could live again
I need you here with me
Heaven knows what to say
Even though for right now you're so far away
I hope and I pray
Somewhere in your heart I'll always stay
Girl, lately my sun doesn't shine without you
Never noticed what it feels like to be without you
Feels like I took my last step and my last breath in
my life ending
Had to say just what I was feeling, girl
Cause my sun doesn't shine, sun doesn't shine without
you
This is more for me than for you
Girl, I finally see there's no substitute
For what we have
Do you know how much I love you
Heaven knows what to say
Even though for right now you're so far away
Gonna tell you and show you
Do whatever I can do to get back to you
Girl, lately my sun doesn't shine without you
Never noticed what it feels like to be without you
Feels like I took my last step and my last breath in
my life ending
Had to say just what I was feeling, girl
'Cause my sun doesn't shine, sun doesn't shine
without you 
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the song was played kanina when we were having dinner sa dating In and Out sa West Ave. Salamat sa mga GS peeps :)
*kuha pa rin sa y!groups*
1. The sign in a flower shop in Diliman called Petal Attraction.
2. Anita Bakery
3. A 24-hour restaurant called Doris Day & Night
4. Barber shop called Felix The Cut;
5. A bakery named Bread Pitt
6. Fast-food place selling 'maruya' (banana fritters) called Maruya Carey.
7. Then, there are Christopher Plumbing
8. A boutique called The Way We Wear
9. A video rental shop called Leon King Video Rental
10. A restaurant in Cainta district of Rizal called Caintacky Fried Chicken
11. A local burger restaurant called Mang Donald's
12. A doughnut shop called MacDonuts
13. A shop selling 'lumpia' (egg roll) in Makati called Wrap and Roll
14. And two butcher shops called Meating Place and Meatropolis.
Smart travelers can decipher what may look like baffling signs to unaccustomed foreigners by simply sounding out the 'Taglish' (The Philippine version of English words spelled and pronounced with a heavy Filipino such as:
15. At a restaurant menu in Cebu "We hab sopdrink in can an in batol" [translation: We have soft drinks in can and in bottle].
16. Then, there is a sewing accessories shop called Bids And Pises - [translation: Beads and Pieces --or-- Bits and Pieces]
There are also many signs with either badly chosen or misspelled words but they are usually so entertaining that it would be a mistake to 'correct' them like.......
17. In a restaurant in Baguio City, the 'summer capital' of the Philippines: " Wanted: Boy Waitress"
18. On a highway in Pampanga: "We Make Modern Antique Furniture"
19. On the window of a photography shop in Cabanatuan: "We Shoot You While You Wait"
20. And on the glass front of a cafe in Panay Avenue in Manila: "Wanted: Waiter, Cashier, Washier".
Some of the notices can even give a wrong impression such as:
21. A shoe store in Pangasinan which has a sign saying: "We Sell Imported Robber Shoes" (these could be the 'sneakiest' sneakers);
22. A rental property sign in Jaro reads: "House For Rent, Fully Furnaced" (it must really be hot inside)!
23. Occasionally, one could come across signs that are truly unique - if not altogether odd. City in southern Philippines which said: "Adults: 1 peso; Child: 50 centavos; Cadavers: fare subject to negotiation" .
24. European tourists may also be intrigued to discover two competing shops selling hopia (a Chinese pastry) called Holland Hopia and Poland Hopia - which are owned and operated by two local Chinese entrepreneurs, Mr. Ho and Mr. Po respectively - (believe it or not)!
25. Some folks also 'creatively' redesign English to be more efficient. "The creative confusion between language and culture leads to more than just simple unintentional errors in syntax, but in the adoption of new words, "says reader Robert Goodfellow who came across a sign .....House Fersallarend' (house for sale or rent). Why use five words when two will do?
26. According to Manila businessman, Tonyboy Ongsiako, there is so much wit in the Philippines because "We are a country where a good sense of humor is needed to survive". We have a 24-hour comedy show here called the government and a huge reserve of comedians made up mostly of politicians and bad actors.
Now I ask you where else in the world would one want to live?
Think of this man....
He ran at a marathon even though he was handicapped.
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Lakas ng loob.
After Prometheus' theft of the secret of fire, Zeus ordered Hephaestus to create the woman Pandora as part of the punishment for mankind. Pandora was given many seductive gifts from Aphrodite, Hermes, Charites, and Horae (according to Works and Days). For fear of additional reprisals, Prometheus warned his brother Epimetheus not to accept any gifts from Zeus, but Epimetheus did not listen, and married Pandora. Pandora had been given a large jar and instructed by Zeus to keep it closed, but she had also been given the gift of curiosity, and ultimately opened it. When she opened it, all of the evils of mankind escaped from the jar, although Pandora was quick enough to close it again and keep one value inside: hope.
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Minsan tinuturing kong isang malaking curse (lol. the taglog word escapes me.) ang pagtahak ng isang buhay pilosopo.
Madami akong dahilan kung bakit ko ito nasabi, ilan dito ay:
[1] Ang pagiging kritikal masyado sa simpleng bagay. Katulad ng halimbawa sa kwento ni Kung Sung Lung, na ang isang puting kabayo ay hindi kabayo. Kabayo din naman yan eh, gagawan pa ng palusot. Parang lohika ng isang prof sa AB na baluktot. Siguro kahit papaano nahawahan tayo niya.
[2] Ang pagiging stoic. Minsan nagiging manhid, sa pamamaraan ng pilosopiya, sa pakikitungo o pakikiramdam ng iba.
[3] Ang lahat ay nadadaan sa lohika. Minsan ang maling gawain na napapalusutan dahil sa lohika, pero di lahat ng bagay ay nasasaklawan ng nito. Katulad ng pag ibig o yung mga salitang "take your time".
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Kachat ko nanay ko ngaun, naiiyak ako dahil ang sabi niya:
******** : pinag dadasal ka namin namomobrelema din c papa sayo dapat d ko na sabihin nagpapacheck up ka alam problema do to sayo gusto magkakasama tayo nagawa kami ng paraan
Miss ko na rin sila.
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Sa di sinadayang pagkakataon, para akong si Pandora na nabuksan ang kahon ( o jar) na pinagbabawal buksan ng mga diyos. Nalaman ko ang mga bagay na di ko dapat malaman, dahil [1] masakit [2] wala akong karapatan, pero katulad ni Pandora, nasilid ko agad ito, di ko napansin na ang PAG ASA ay naiwan ko sa loob. Paranoid but somehow surviving.
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Mahal kita. Maghihintay ako.
sinunod ko yung pinadala na message sa office, find something good in yourself.
Wala ako actually makita nun una pero, naisip ko, kumuha sa testi sa friendster:
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Gina
11/4/2003 7:03 am
Imon...better known to the Olgado
family as PACUNDO!! (honestly, 'till
now, i still don't know why he's called
that, hehe). The eldest of the tatlong
unggoy's (bwahaha) - seriously, this
guy is one of my most favorite cousins!
I saw him grow up and have been there
in practically most of the highlights
of his life...from the time we had to
bring him to the barber to shave his
head (cause he gave himself a haircut
at the age of 3 i think) and who could
forget the time when we were off to
Baguio and had to make a stopover in
Tarlac...everyone held their breaths
while some gave shrieks of terror
(hehe) as this 3 yr old little boy
tried to cross a busy street to get to
his uncle and cousins on the other
side...when we asked him why he did
that, all he could say was "tingin sa
kanan, tingin sa kaliwa tsaka guardian
angel" awww...now how could we be angry
at him after saying that? :-) Hence, to
the present and on his investiture, we
were also there...Mon, you might not
have been destined for the religious
life but i know that in your own way,
you'll make a difference in this
world...naks! Ok na ba 'to? Manlibre ka
ulit sa pier one ha! hehehe...BORACAY
ULIT NEXT YEAR!! kasama ang mama (and
i'm not referrin' to tita
vicky..hahaha) MWAH!
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Eviths
01/10/2004 2:20 pm
Imon! Besides chico and delamar, he was
the next person I met who's fond of the
harry potter series! My fellow Harry
Potter fanatic who laments for the
death of Sirius Black, blames Harry for
Sirius' death, gets annoyed at Cho's
aggressiveness during Valentine's day,
and, who looks up to Dumbledore after
his battle with Voldemort! If Harry is
the topic, there will be endless text
messages! I remember when he first came
to our house (he was wearing a South
Park shirt!) and was introduced by a
common friend (after the Alliance
thingy)... he was quite pensive until he
saw my Harry Potter book and right then
and there, we talked about the series
na! I'm sure they were there for an
interview and our common friend opted
to talk with my Mom than to join us in
our conversation'. I know that this
guy always give the wrong first
impression. And I must admit, I was
among those who judged him for how he
looks like and not for who he is. He's
a much better person once you got to
know this guy! Though we didn't get to
see each other already, he's one of the
few "brothers whom I'm still texting!
That's why when I thought I saw him
during the youth camp, I was about to
approach him until I realized that it
was his brother pala! He he he! Btw, I
thought you'll be in Beda (again)? I'll
be there next year! Nice to hear from
you! Hope to see you soon! 0=)
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Benedict
03/22/2004 10:20 am
If my brother is a television or movie
character, he would probably be much
like Francis from Malcom in the Middle.
Not because Francis and Ya Mon are both
the eldest brother, but mainly because
they share severalct characteristics.
First, they both screwed up in life one
way or another. Francis was thrown out
to Military school, my brother jumped
from series of colleges.They both dont
know where they are going next. (hey
just being honest here...)
Second, they are hard headed, they hate
rules, regulations and laws. They love
breaking them though.
Third -have you ever watched the
episode where Francis is so in love
with one girl that he hitched his way
from arizona and back only to find out
that the girl doesnt love him? Well my
brother would do the same thing if ever
he is in love.
Fourth, he ALWAYS gets us in trouble.
Pasimuno yang si "Pakundo"
Fifth, ewan ko, kasi sabi ng elective
teacher ko sa writing dapat daw laging
odd number ang number ng examples.
Bahala na lang kayo.
So there, my brother is the hard
headed, love struck, pointless Francis
(I believe these are good traits...)
and oh yeah I forgot he also has an
annoying laugh almost similar to jim in
the movie THE MASK
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Rhandell
02/15/2004 7:50 am
Ei pare! C Imon, he s 1 of my coolest
classma8, laging on d go, at my sense
kausap coz he admires ideas as he
admires girls though sumtyms we enjoy
lets say "evil" talks. . we have been
together for seven years and he is like
a brother 2 me, one of d few persons
dat when u ask for help will surely be
there. . . Pg d mo kilala taong 2 ul
misjugdge him as mayabng, pero as u get
to know this unique man ul be
memerized, he he, with his amzing
practical mind, superb athletic energy
and passion for experiencing all dat
life has to offer. Kung ikukumpara ko
srili ko mas mabait at mas malino to
sakn, I cud remember during highschool
days, he is my subbeadle . . kya lng
inutil, he he joke, dagdag problema pa,
Lyk me lagi yang nkangiti at naghahanap
ng maaasar, asar talo nga ako dyan
e. . . He lyks reading vry much d ko p
nga naibabalk libro nya kc kblgtarn ko
cia. HIs formators, i thnk, are a bit
wrong d way they see him, as a
progressive Christian d way he lived in
d seminary is a great example of living
ur humanity in a uniquely Christian
way. D evaluation may be partly right
or wrong for both of us through our
seminary years, nonetheless wat remains
important is dat these evaluations
become d vehicle dat brought d two of
us in a journey in the real and vivid
world dat i am sure will find us Great
Anakikos in d end. Pax et Valor tecum.
Salve!
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Hahaha. tama na muna. next time na lang ulit.
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Status: Hopeful and Freefalling.
A star up in the sky goes slowly passing by,
The lights below...they spell out your name.
You're comfort on my mind and you're with me all the time.
And lots of feelings that I can't explain.
I won't spend another night alone.
Out of every girl I meet, no other can compete
I'd ditch 'em all for a night with you.
I know you don't believe you mean this much to me
But I promise you that you do.
If I had one wish this is what it would be...
I'd ask you to spend all your time here with me,
And we'd be together forever.
We'd buy a small house in south central L.A.
Raise lots of kids then we'd both join a gang
Just as long as we're together.
The things you make me wanna do
I'd rob a quik-e-mart for you
I'd go to the pound and let all the cats go free
Just as long as you'd be with me.
I won't spend another night alone.
A star up in the sky goes slowly passing by,
The lights below...they spell out your name.
You're comfort on my mind and you're with me all the time.
And lots of feelings that I can't explain.
I won't spend another night alone.
Out of every girl I meet, no other can compete
I'd ditch 'em all for a night with you.
I know you don't believe you mean this much to me
But I promise you that you do.
If I had one wish this is what it would be...
I'd ask you to spend all your time here with me,
And we'd be together forever.
We'd buy a small house in south central L.A.
Raise lots of kids then we'd both join a gang
Just as long as we're together.
The things you make me wanna do
I'd rob a quik-e-mart for you
I'd go to the pound and let all the cats go free
Just as long as you'd be with me.
I won't spend another night alone.
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Got this from an officemate's blog. Saktong sakto. :)
Youve got your ball
Youve got your chain
Tied to me tight tie me up again
Whos got their claws
In you my friend
Into your heart Ill beat again
Sweet like candy to my soul
Sweet you rock
And sweet you roll
Lost for you Im so lost for you
You come crash into me
And I come into you
I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
Touch your lips just so I know
In your eyes, love, it glows so
Im bare boned and crazy for you
When you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
In a boys dream
In a boys dream
If Ive gone overboard
Then Im begging you
To forgive me
In my haste
When Im holding you so girl
Close to me
Oh and you come crash
Into me, baby
And I come into you
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show the world to me
Hike up your skirt a little more
And show your world to me
In a boys dream.. in a boys dream
Oh I watch you there
Through the window
And I stare at you
You wear nothing but you
Wear it so well
Tied up and twisted
The way Id like to be
For you, for me, come crash
Into me
-Dave Matthews Band
I do not love you except because I love you;
I go from loving to not loving you,
From waiting to not waiting for you
My heart moves from cold to fire.
I love you only because it's you the one I love;
I hate you deeply, and hating you
Bend to you, and the measure of my changing love for you
Is that I do not see you but love you blindly.
Maybe January light will consume
My heart with its cruel
Ray, stealing my key to true calm.
In this part of the story I am the one who
Dies, the only one, and I will die of love because I love you,
Because I love you, Love, in fire and blood.
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I remember her asking why I love her. This (referring to the poem) is what i always tell her. I think Coelho got a line from this poem for The Alchemist. I believe sa scene nung shepherd at ni Fatima sa oasis. Tinanong ni Fatima kung bakit love siya ni shepherd. then ito na nga sagot niya. yun. wala lang.
And because love battles
not only in its burning agricultures
but also in the mouth of men and women,
I will finish off by taking the path away
to those who between my chest and your fragrance
want to interpose their obscure plant.
About me, nothing worse
they will tell you, my love,
than what I told you.
I lived in the prairies
before I got to know you
and I did not wait love but I was
laying in wait for and I jumped on the rose.
What more can they tell you?
I am neither good nor bad but a man,
and they will then associate the danger
of my life, which you know
and which with your passion you shared.
And good, this danger
is danger of love, of complete love
for all life,
for all lives,
and if this love brings us
the death and the prisons,
I am sure that your big eyes,
as when I kiss them,
will then close with pride,
into double pride, love,
with your pride and my pride.
But to my ears they will come before
to wear down the tour
of the sweet and hard love which binds us,
and they will say: “The one
you love,
is not a woman for you,
Why do you love her? I think
you could find one more beautiful,
more serious, more deep,
more other, you understand me, look how she’s light,
and what a head she has,
and look at how she dresses,
and etcetera and etcetera”.
And I in these lines say:
Like this I want you, love,
love, Like this I love you,
as you dress
and how your hair lifts up
and how your mouth smiles,
light as the water
of the spring upon the pure stones,
Like this I love you, beloved.
To bread I do not ask to teach me
but only not to lack during every day of life.
I don’t know anything about light, from where
it comes nor where it goes,
I only want the light to light up,
I do not ask to the night
explanations,
I wait for it and it envelops me,
And so you, bread and light
And shadow are.
You came to my life
with what you were bringing,
made
of light and bread and shadow I expected you,
and Like this I need you,
Like this I love you,
and to those who want to hear tomorrow
that which I will not tell them, let them read it here,
and let them back off today because it is early
for these arguments.
Tomorrow we will only give them
a leaf of the tree of our love, a leaf
which will fall on the earth
like if it had been made by our lips
like a kiss which falls
from our invincible heights
to show the fire and the tenderness
of a true love.
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3rd poem posted for the day, and neruda ulit.
i love neruda's poems. nakakarelate ako. wala lang. share ko lang.
Take bread away from me, if you wish,
take air away, but
do not take from me your laughter.
Do not take away the rose,
the lance flower that you pluck,
the water that suddenly
bursts forth in joy,
the sudden wave
of silver born in you.
My struggle is harsh and I come back
with eyes tired
at times from having seen
the unchanging earth,
but when your laughter enters
it rises to the sky seeking me
and it opens for me all
the doors of life.
My love, in the darkest
hour your laughter
opens, and if suddenly
you see my blood staining
the stones of the street,
laugh, because your laughter
will be for my hands
like a fresh sword.
Next to the sea in the autumn,
your laughter must raise
its foamy cascade,
and in the spring, love,
I want your laughter like
the flower I was waiting for,
the blue flower, the rose
of my echoing country.
Laugh at the night,
at the day, at the moon,
laugh at the twisted
streets of the island,
laugh at this clumsy
boy who loves you,
but when I open
my eyes and close them,
when my steps go,
when my steps return,
deny me bread, air,
light, spring,
but never your laughter
for I would die.
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this poem is one of the chosen poems for "Berso sa Metro" gimmick of lrta. :)
Sadness, scarab
with seven crippled feet,
spiderweb egg,
scramble-brained rat,
bitch's skeleton:
No entry here.
Don't come in.
Go away.
Go back
south with your umbrella,
go back
north with your serpent's teeth.
A poet lives here.
No sadness may
cross this threshold.
Through these windows
comes the breath of the world,
fresh red roses,
flags embroidered with
the victories of the people.
No.
No entry.
Flap
your bat's wings,
I will trample the feathers
that fall from your mantle,
I will sweep the bits and pieces
of your carcass to
the four corners of the wind,
I will wring your neck,
I will stitch your eyelids shut,
I will sew your shroud,
sadness, and bury your rodent bones
beneath the springtime of an apple tree.
To most of you, I guess you've already known that I took a leap.
I took the risk of telling her what had happened and vowed to fix things.
I did it not because I have to (peer pressure, conscience, huli na), I did it because I chose to. I did because it was the right thing to do, and I know that I am responsible for my actions.
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These were some reactions to what I did (names were altered):
Destroyer: ULOL! Di nga?!
Summa: Good Luck. Pasensya na pero kailangan ko lang sabihin: gago ka!
The Team: Mali yan, mon. dapat di mo na inamin. inayos mo na lang ng di niya alam.
Boy Nikon: Tama yan.
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Now, I am serving my sentence. Sleepness nights, palpitations, paranoia, and, yes, envy ( or is it jealousy. words.) I was able to do what I have promised, but then again it does not secure me of forgiveness, moreso, love.
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We built our dreams together. These dreams I now try to attain. But without her, what is the use of living one's dream, when that dream was build around her, with her?
I wanted to achieve our dreams with her. I also want her with me, if ever we fail to actualize these dreams.
Loved and locked?
Right now, I cant say. But I do hope, at the end, it would still be us.
As most of you told me, trust her on this one. That I've done ever since, but i guess paranoia sometimes gets the best of me. I ask that you help me on this one.
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To feel you again in a tight embrace, was overwhelming. I was trying to stop my tears from falling. I missed you, sobra.
I love you Lis, now and forever, and each day in between.
*got his from Ate Gina's Blog*
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"When my grandmother got arthritis, she couldn't bend over and paint her toenails anymore.
So my grandfather does it for her all the time, even when his hands got arthritis too. That's love." Rebecca- age 8
"When someone loves you, the way they say your name is different. You just know that your name is safe in their mouth." Billy - age 4
"Love is when a girl puts on perfume and a boy puts on shaving cologne and they go out and smell each other." Karl - age 5
"Love is when you go out to eat and give somebody most of your French fries without making them give you any of theirs." Chrissy - age 6
"Love is what makes you smile when you're tired." Terri - age 4
"Love is when my mommy makes coffee for my daddy and she takes a sip before giving it to him, to make sure the taste is OK." Danny - age 7
"Love is when you kiss all the time. Then when you get tired of kissing, you still want to be together and you talk more. My Mommy and Daddy are like that. They look gross when they kiss" Emily - age 8
"Love is what's in the room with you at Christmas if you stop opening presents and listen." Bobby - age 7 (Wow!)
"If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate," Nikka - age 6
(we need a few million more Nikka's on this planet)
"Love is when you tell a guy you like his shirt, then he wears it everyday." Noelle - age 7
"Love is like a little old woman and a little old man who are still friends even after they know each other so well." Tommy - age 6
"During my piano recital, I was on a stage and I was scared. I looked at all the people watching me and saw my daddy waving and smiling. He was the only one doing that. I wasn't scared anymore." Cindy - age 8
"My mommy loves me more than anybody . You don't see anyone else kissing me to sleep at night." Clare - age 6
"Love is when Mommy gives Daddy the best piece of chicken." Elaine-age 5
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy smelly and sweaty and still says he is handsomer than Robert Redford." Chris - age 7
"Love is when your puppy licks your face even after you left him alone all day." Mary Ann - age 4
"I know my older sister loves me because she gives me all her old clothes and has to go out and buy new ones." Lauren - age 4
"When you love somebody, your eyelashes go up and down and little stars come out of you." (what an image) Karen - age 7
"Love is when Mommy sees Daddy on the toilet and she doesn't think it's gross." Mark - age 6
"You really shouldn't say 'I love you' unless you mean it. But if you mean it, you should say it a lot. People forget." Jessica - age 8
"Nothing, I just helped him cry"
"If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep the streets even as Michaelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep the streets so well that all the horsts of heaven and hell will pause to say, " 'here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well.' " - Martin Luther King Jr.
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Reminds me of the Canossian saying, " Bloom where you are planted."
*nakaw lang sa kapwa blogger*
1. Minamalat na naman ang puso ko..
*** paano kasi, laging sinisigaw ang pangalan mo..
2. Ikaw ba may-ari ng Crayola??
*** ikaw kasi nagbibigay ng kulay sa buhay ko..
3. Uy picture tayo!!
*** para ma-develop tayo!!
4. Kung ikaw ay bola at ako ang player, mashushoot
ba kita??
*** hinde, para lagi kita mamimiss..
5. Can i take your picture??
*** coz i want to show Santa exactly what i want for
christmas!!
6. Exam ka ba??
*** gustong gusto na kasi kitang i-take home eh!!
7. Lecture mo ba ako??
*** lab kasi kita..
8. Centrum ka ba??
*** kasi you make my life complete!!
9. Miss pwede ba kita maging driver??
*** para ikaw na magpapatakbo ng buhay ko..
10. Mahilig ka ba sa asukal??
*** ang tamis kasi ng mga ngiti mo..
11. Pinaglihi ka ba sa keyboard??
*** kasi type kita..
12. I hate to say this but... You are like my
underwear..
*** coz i can't last a day without you!!
13. Ibibili kita ng salbabida..
*** kasi malulunod ka sa pagmamahal ko..
14. Pwede ba kitang maging sidecar??
*** single kasi ako eh..
15.Me lisensya ka ba??
*** coz you're driving me crazy eh..
16. May kilala ka bang gumagawa ng relo??
*** may sira ata relo ko.. pag ikaw kasi kasama ko,
humihinto ang oras ko..
17. Grabe nakakatawa yung mga pick-up lines noh??
hahaha! May alam ka pa bang iba?? Wala na akong
maisip eh..
*** coz all i ever think of is you..
18. I'm a bee..
*** can you be my honey??
19. Nakakatakot diba ang multo??
*** pero mas nakakatakot kapag nawala ka sa buhay
ko..
20. Am i a bad shooter??
*** coz i keep on missing you..
21. May lahi ka bang aswang??
*** ang pangit mo kasi eh..
22. Naniniwala ka ba sa love at first sight??
*** O gusto mong dumaan ulit ako??
23. Mabilis ka siguro sa mga puzzle noh??
*** kasi kakasimula pa lang ng araw ko, pero nabuo
mo na agad..
24. Excuse me.. Are you a dictionary??
*** because you give meaning to my life..
25. Bangin ka ba??
*** nahuhulog kasi ako sa'yo..
26. Pustiso ka ba??
*** kasi, can't smile without you..
27. Pagod na pagod ka na noh??
*** maghapon at magdamag kana kasing tumatakbo sa
isipan ko eh..
28. Me butas ba puso mo??
*** kasi natrap na ako sa loob, can't find my way
out!!
29. Anung height mo??
*** ha?? pano ka nagkasya sa loob ng puso ko..
30. Hey, did you fart??
*** coz you blew me away!!
31. Sana "T" na lang ako..
*** para i'm always right next to "U"
32. Are you Jamaican??
*** kasi Ja-maican me crazy!!
33. Nde tayo tao..Nde tayo hayop.BAGAY tayo.BAGAY
tlga tayo.
34. Ako ay isang exam.kaya sagutin mo na ako...
*baka ma misinterpret pa ng iba.*
Paranoia is a disturbed thought process characterized by excessive anxiety or fear, often to the point of irrationality and delusion. Paranoid thinking typically includes persecutory beliefs concerning a perceived threat. In the original Greek, παράνοια (paranoia) simply means madness (para = outside; nous = mind) and, historically, this characterization was used to describe any delusional state. [Source]
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I haven't got any sleep from Friday morning until the dawn of Sunday. Di pa rin ako nakakabawi ngayon.
Paranoia kicked in and Karma came with a mighty blow to my being.
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Salamat sa mga kumupkop sa aking nung weekend. Salamat sa pasensya nyo sa kakulitan ko.
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PS: salamat ati abo sa advice :)
ashen and scarlet shades
the beam that captivates
such fascination unfolds
among thy progeny holds
...bida ang saya! 'Jya-bee' - Iya :-)
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Got this from Ate Gina's Site
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Kali, gawa ka Ode to McDo... hahaha.
Mag lagnat ako for two days, at tatlong bagay lang ang naiisip kong dahilan:
[1] Naulanan ako nung Sunday evening
[2] Nagpapanic ako dahil may paper sa Wojtyla class ni Dr. Aguas
[3] Talo ang UST. (hahaha)
So SL ako from Mon - Tue at humihingi ang supervisor ko ng medical certificate. Since submission din ng paper kahapon (tues, 08/05) nag decide ako na magpacheck up na rin.
Tinanong ko yung babae kung saan pedeng pa check up kasi nagkalagnat ako saka hinahapo ako (lol. nakalimutan ko kasi yung term na pulmo). sabi sa akin, punta po kayo sa 113, sabay turo ng direction kung saan.
Pag pasok ko dun sabi sa akin ng doctor, ano problem sir? sabi ko magpapacheck up po. tanong ng doctor, er, nasan ang pasyente. sabi ko, ako po. (pota may kutob na akong mali) sabi ng doctor, er, pedia po ako. (ANAK NG!)
Syempre cool lang dapat, di dapat ipahalatang mali, sabi ko, dito po ako pinapunta ng nasa desk eh, masakit po kasi yung likod ko pag umuubo at galing lang po ako sa lagnat. sabi ng doctor, punta ka sa cardio. ako naman, nag thank you sabay punta sa 3011.
Habang nasa pila ng mga magpapacheck up, napansin ko yung katabi ko may hawak na results ng test mula sa "Heart ekekek Clinic". nag text agad ako kay Robert kung ano ibig sabihin ng Cardiologist (di ko pa rin matandaan yung PULMO.) nag text si robert na tungkol sa puso yan. (WHAAAAAAAT?!) kinabahan lalo ako. pagtingin ko sa likod ko (nakasandal ako sa wall), saka ko nakita yung Dr. X, Internal Medicine - Pulmo... something. Shit. Mali na naman. Pero dahil nakapila na ako for 20 mins, ok na, bahala na.
Pagpasok ko, sabi ko agad kay dra. llarena, doc di ko po alam kung tama yung pinuntahan ko. tumawa siya at sinabing, tingnan natin kung tama o mali, ano ba nararamdaman mo. pagkasabi ko sa kanya, nagsulat siya sa mga papel na may check din siya nilalagay. sabi niya, you need to do these things bago kita bigyan ng solusyon, we have to see muna yung status ng puso mo (hahaha literal ito!). May acute myo.... (di ko maintindihan, parang sulat niya) ka. baka naapektuhan ng virus yung muscles ng heart mo kaya ka ganyan. nagpasalamat ako at umalis na.
ngayon naman, dahil di ko nga naintindihan yung sinabi niya nag try ako mag research. una kong nakita na heart problem na may myo ay:
Myocardial infarction or commonly known as heart attack. (click nyo yung word para ma redirect kayo sa wiki). pota. panic. hinga ng malalim. basa. haaaay. buti na lang. walang sinasabi about sa viral inffection. so search ulit, eto naman sunod kong nakita:
Myocarditis or inflammation of myocardium (muscular part of the heart). basa. amf. eto na nga un. hehehe. nakukuha para sa gamot. anyway, punta na ako sa hospital ngaun para sa check up at med exams (xray, cbc-esr ecg).
good luck sa akin :) sana pede kumopya sa exmas dun. hahaha. pychosomatic (aguas amf)
--- update 080608---
ok naman yung xray ko. wala naman daw abnormal (except sa curvature ng spinal column ko)
sa blood test naman, mukhang ok naman. (hahaha. para marunong ah)
sa ecg wala pa. tomorrow afternoon ko pa malalaman. :)
--- update 080808 ---
Just got my ECG result (wala pa yung sa ultra sound-doppler thing)
Yung diagnosis:
[1] Sinus Arrhythmia
[2] Left Ventricular Hypertrophy by sokolow lyon
hmmm... mamaya ko pa kakausapin yung Cardio ko. haaaay... nakakakaba...
--- LAST UPDATE NA WOOOOHOOOO 080808 ---
LOL.
ang sabi ni Dra. Llarena: yang "sakit" mo ay di actually sakit. pinanganak ka nang may ganyan. that is: prolapses sa heart valve. (nag drawing siya at kahit papaano ay na gets ko naman). kumbaga sa gate ng bahay at hindi pantay yung gate. kaya parang madaling mapasok or hindi makaharang ng maayos ang valves ko. oh well. walang operation na mangyayari (salamat) pero i'll be taking medicine for a week, tapos if ever may episodes na lang ulit iinom.
about dun sa gamot, Indenal (di ako sure basta katunog niyan) ang binigay sa akin. sabi pa sa akin:
Dra. : you'll be taking this medicine for a week. dapat araw araw, actually pero dahil bata ka pa, one week na lang muna. may negative effect kasi ito.
Ako: (wah) anong effect po?
Dra.: ah, eh, pag bata kasi may negative effect sa, um... libido.
Ako: (lols. pampalibog?) anong effect po dun?
Dra.: ah, eh, nakakabawas ng, er, sexual urge.
Ako: (anak ng!) ah. ganun po ba. depende pala kung paano nyo titingnan yung effect.
Dra.: hehehe (pota bakit kaya di pa ito umalis)
(wahahaha. mga stock holders ng McDo, eto na kalaban nyong gamot!)
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anyways, buti naman ok na.
Deo Gratias! :)
RULES
- Each blogger starts with ten random facts / habits about themselves
- Bloggers tagged need to repost the rules and write their ten things on their own blogs.
- At the end of your blog, you need to choose 10 people you’re going to tag and list their names.
- Don’t forget to comment on their site that they’re tagged.
- You cannot tag the person that tagged you.
- Bwal KJ. :)
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[1] I always wake up at 5:00am. Kahit gaano ako ka lasing o puyat, magigising pa din ako ng 5:00am. [better than the 3:00am - Emily Rose week. amf. creepy.]
[2] I entered the seminary when I was high school, because I wanted to learn how to play basketball. Unfortunately, I only learned the game when I was in 3rd year.
[3] I love sinaing na tulingan and monggo (balatong tawag sa Batangas). Di ako nagsasawa sa combination na ito. Nakakamiss na nga eh.
[4] I always pray 1 Our Father, 1 Hail Mary, and 1 Glory Be, every time I leave the house. A and few pray for us's (e.g. St. Francis De Sales, St. Anthony of Padua, St. Christopher, etc)
[5] I love math. I should have been a Math Major or an Eng'g student but I ended up taking philosophy. No regrets, though. :)
[6] When I am losing in an argument, I always raise my voice and I never admit that I am wrong until the last second. [baka manalo pa eh, hahaha.]
[7] I easily trust people. Kahit bago pa lang kita nakilala, o kahit tambay ka pa sa kanto. Basta di mo ako ginagago, peace tayo. :)
[8] I easily get the LSS. Kaya ayaw na ayaw kong marinig yung Blue Sky ng Hale, kasi ang bobo talaga ng kantang yun at ayaw kong umiikot yung tunog nya sa utak ko.
[9] Iyakin ako pero di ko pinapakita. [boys dont cry, men do. hahaha]
[10] Miss ko na parents ko. :(
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TAG KO SINA
- Bert
- Voltz
- Kali
- Eviths (hehehe binabasa mo din ito ngaun)
- Tracy
- Mam Fleur
- Monte
- Arrah
- Diaz
- Ged
