Iskulbukol

I’ve been doing a lot of thinking lately…I really wanna to go back to school come June.

posted by: blueberry010 at January 28, 2006 18:56 | link | comments (2) |
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Off to Narnia

The great CS Lewis knew what he was doing when he wrote all 7 books of Chronicles of Narnia. I read all seven books within one week last year. Yep, one book per day. I got so into the series that I named my iPod after one of the characters—Polly.  And just last week, I got to see “The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe, the 2^nd book in the series, which actually, is the first book he wrote. Lewis happened to write a prequel to that to explain how the Land of Narnia came about.

Reading those books made me even prouder to be a Christian. The Biblical symbolisms are very much evident, that is, if you know your Bible. Watching the movie made me remember of how God creative is, was, and will forever be, and this creativity He bestows upon writers like CS Lewis.

The teachings were so clear in the series that Christians could easily identify. Most obvious of which is the story of Salvation. In The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe, Aslan sacrificed it-himself to save Edmund from the White Witch. In reality, Jesus Christ died on the cross to save mankind from eternal damnation. Edmund Pevensie represents the whole of humanity as fallen from grace…as sinners. The White Witch of course is the Enemy, so cruel and so deceiving. Aslan, a lion, a perfect allegory to Jesus’ Lion of Judah’ is seen as someone so great, revered by all, and feared by The Witch. The Enemy here, The Witch, is beautiful because that’s what the devil can be and can do…he can deceive man into thinking that all things beautiful are good…that a good and abundant life is possible if you lean on the “best side”. Satan is like that, deceitful at all times. He lures God’s people to his side by offering a lot of seemingly ‘good’ things in the world. Remember what he did in beginning? Satan, in the form of a serpent, tricked Eve into partaking of the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge.

Peter Pevensie, the eldest of the four siblings, reminded me of Peter the Rock. In the New Testament, Jesus once said to Peter that He will be a ‘rock’ and upon it He’ll build His church. Aslan’s death reminded me of Jesus’ suffering before he was nailed on the Cross. The Lion’s dramatic death is similar to how it was written in the Bible. And the line “It is finished”…perfected the scene.

This is just one book I am discussing. Just imagine the wonders you can read on many levels in other CS Lewis’ works. The rest of the book in the Chronicles of Narnia Series, speak of many teachings. From “The Magician’s Nephew” about the Creation to the “The Last Battle” of the Revelation, Clive Staples Lewis brings to the imagination of many people the life we can have in Christ as He wants us to have.

As of the moment, I am reading Lewis’ “The Screwtape Letters“. I am not expecting it would become a movie because it talks about ‘hell’s latest novelties and heaven’s unanswerable answer”. So let’s just leave it that way…uhm yes, a book. I don’t think I wanna watch 2 devils exchanging letters eh? 

posted by: blueberry010 at January 28, 2006 08:20 | link | comments (3) |

This day last year, two hearts became officially one. Not in marriage but in a spoken and written commitment that they will forever love one another under the influence of their Matchmaker.

The girl went to the guy’s university and surprised him. The guy, still a student, had no idea what the girl he loves was doing there. She told him she went to her alma mater to get some stuff so she decided to drop by his.

And so they went to the parking lot because the guy was so hungry and wanted to have lunch right away. But the girl stopped her love from turning the car keys, handed him the card she wrote the other night, prayed, and cried over.

Her heart was beating so hard she could have fainted. She was wearing a yellow top that day…deliberately..because she insists she is the Yellow character in Trina Paulus’ story and her beloved, Stripe.

The guy opened the card and read it slowly…heart also beating fast. He almost cried when he finally saw the words, “And now, you can finally tell the world..that your bestfriend is now your girlfriend.” He looked up and saw her showing something that says ‘yes’. He couldn’t believe what he just heard. The guy kept on asking the girl but the girl was just smiling….almost crying. They held hands and promised love for each other.

They went off to have their lunch in some restaurant. They prayed to God and thanked Him for what He’s doing and still going to do. They’ve known each other since they were kids, been bestfriends for years, and now official and can publicly say that, ‘yes, there is Josh and Reah.”

One year later,  a lot has happened already. They’ve hurt each other many times, a handful of breaking-up threats, dozens of movie dates, thousands spent, shed buckets of tears, and more…but still, their undying love for each other just grows into His glory everyday.

Josh and Reah may never be the perfect couple in this lifetime but they are striving to become righteous because of their love for the Father, their families, friends, and their future. They believe that indeed, True Love Waits. That as they possibly took things in stride before there became a ‘they’…Yellow and Stripe will also wait in God’s perfect timing before they become one…and two separate beautiful butterflies…flying high under the heavens.

posted by: blueberry010 at January 08, 2006 06:46 | link | comments (7) |
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What a Year it Was

It was the first time I slept through New  Year’s Eve. I couldn’t control my drowsiness so I went to my room after my sister, bro-in-law, Nav, and boyfriend left. It was also the first time I spent that special event with Stripe and boy was I so glad. I like it better when we spend time together either at his place or mine. That way, we get to be with our families.
Enough. My entries lately overflow with eeecky mushiness. With what our 1^st year anniversary is coming up, expect to read more about me and Josh.

So…it’s already 2006. Seems like only yesterday when people were greatly anticipating the dawn of the new millennium. And now, 6 years later..the world is still the same…only warmer, smaller, and a little bit more complicated.

Year  2005 passed by so quickly for me. A lot of good has happened but I can’t seem to say that it has been better than the past years.  Though God has been especially gracious, His child is unusually feeling this way.

And so I promise to feel and do a lot better this year…to have a more positive outlook, be less evil, and be more productive, and hopefully.. generate more kaching-kaching! The Almighty Father has been missing me I know and I promise to make worship my topmost priority. I’ll make 2006 more special , make the most of my days and spend more days in His court.

posted by: blueberry010 at January 07, 2006 09:05 | link | comments |
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skip skip

Stolen from someone else’s blog

FOUR JOBS YOU’VE HAD IN YOUR LIFE
1 – Student Assistant
2 – Research Assistant
3 – TV Researcher
4 – Web Copywriter/SEO Specialist..at ngayon..Senior and Mother Hen … =)

FOUR MOVIES YOU COULD WATCH OVER AND OVER
1 – Shrek
2 – A Walk to Remember
3 – Just Like Heaven
4 – Harry Potter movies

FOUR PLACES YOU’VE LIVED
1 – Mandaluyong (For life!)
2 –
3 –
4 –

FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH (currently on-air)
1 – Extra Challenge
2 – Queer Eye for the Straight Guy
3 – Will and Grace
4 – Friends

FOUR TV SHOWS YOU LOVE TO WATCH on DVD
I haven’t but I wanna watch all seasons of the abovementioned shows. J

FOUR PLACES YOU’VE BEEN ON VACATION
1- Bataan
2- Baguio
3-  Pasig..(cge na nga..)
4-
(siyaks ‘to lang…pathetic..)

FOUR WEBSITES YOU VISIT DAILY
1- google.com/adsense …hehehe
2- motime
3- yahoo mail
4- webserver/srf  and server16/seotools for proj mgmt  server16/intranet to order food …(pathetic talaga…)

FOUR OF YOUR FAVORITE FOODS
1- French fries!!!
2- fried chicken
3- chocolate mousse
4- tinola

FOUR PLACES YOU’D RATHER BE RIGHT NOW
1- Heaven
2- Joshua’s arms
3- home
4- our matrimonial bed (wink wink…matrimonial..so pag married na  )

posted by: blueberry010 at December 28, 2005 09:36 | link | comments (4) |
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a not so merry christmas

It’s true to say than when you get older, gifts come in less. Gone are the days when Christmas gifts and cash would just pour in. How I wish I am young again so I’d just receive and not worry about what to give and to whom.

I had a hard time feeling the spirit of Christmas this year. It was only on the 23^rd when I felt it. Thanks to the extraordinarily cold weather that day. Christmas shopping and wrapping gifts for friend and relatives didn’t do me good either. It was difficult for me to feel it. I can’t figure out why.

Even writing this entry is hard for me. I am always online and got lots of extra time to blog but my mind, heart, and fingers just can’t.

Tsk ..tsk..tsk…somewhat depressing for a young woman like me.

I’ve got more reasons to have a merrier Christmas but I didn’t. As compared to last year, I’ve got more moolah because I received my first full 13^th month pay(which I all spent within a week),  got a boyfriend, I got promoted, got thinner (or so I think), etc….and surprisingly, I am HAPPIER. But why o why, I didn’t catch the Christmas fever. Sigh.

posted by: blueberry010 at December 27, 2005 13:38 | link | comments (2) |
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It’s amazing how one person is able to love another who’s as crazy as hell. How stripe manages to stay and be patient with me, I have no idea. God has been so good to us even if 1/2 of the relationship is totally insane–yep, me. We’ve been having a lot of fights lately but grace holds us together. The Author knows what He’s doing. I get so irritated easily with my ‘Hari ng Sablay’. I think it’s just normal to rant and rant about every little thing and tell ’em to Josh. Luck me,  my guy is so kind and understanding. I know I’ll never meet someone like him. Eversince we were kids, I am drawn to him in a very weird way.

11 months and counting….WOW.

Exactly 2 years from now..I wish one of my greatest dreams will come true.

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posted by: blueberry010 at December 08, 2005 08:50 | link | comments (10) |
amorish

untitled

Wait.Its gonne be worth it.

Time goes slowly
Placidly amidst the truth
It’ll be sooner than one thinks
Than what you pray for

Awaken. Love that was.

Kept for so long
Carefully put into place
So as not to mess
The bond you so cherish

Destiny. There is truth to it.

It just lies out there
Not wandering as known
Quietly it lands
On enduring hands
Loving hearts
Beautiful minds

Love. Such a strong word.

It goes before you
Creeps into your soul
Lurks unknowingly
To those who believe
There is someone
The heavens
Would graciously give

~~~ written about 2 yours ago. reposted for my friend and officemate rhiz.

posted by: blueberry010 at November 22, 2005 08:15 | link | comments (4) |
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unhappy birthday

sigh..i miss my guitarman. it’s his birthday today and i still don’t have a gift. what’s worse is that we’re not talking. i wonder what’ll happen tonight. i’m not sure if he’s coming with us. but i wont budge. i hope he realizes the things i want him to realize. i dont mean to make this a not so happy birthday for him but it’s his fault. shoot.

i am such a bad girlfriend.

yeah.

sigh.

posted by: blueberry010 at November 10, 2005 05:46 | link | comments (3) |
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Wala Lang….

After my Clickthecity-ish posts, I have finally decided to revive my blog and get serious with it. I haven’t been in the mood lately to blog. And yeah, I’m pretty sure you notice it.i’ve got lots to talk about but by fingers won’t let me. Even if I’m always online. ….my will says no and I dont  have the luxury of time either. Blog entries sit on my office pc and never find their way to  cyberworld. Now, allow me rant and rave in snippets. I just want you to update on what has happened, is happening, and will happen..Read  on.

> My officemate Rheena decided to leave for Shanghai. She’s there already. It was so unexpected. I had a hint it was coming but didn’t think about it could be a reality and that soon. I was for a moment shocked when I heard the news from other people but the moment the truth hit me…I was disoriented. I knew her leaving would mean something for me and that would mean more responsibility. But I guess God has other plans for her and for me. I am happy that she’s finally one step closer to her dreams. I know how much she wants that to happen …and now she’s gone…onto the land of the chinky-eyed and bicycles. I remember her saying, “opportunity knocks only once so I might as well grab it”.

Her leaving did me good however. I knew that her responsibility would be cascaded to me. I knew how much the boss was crushed with the decision so I promised him I’ll stay and won’t leave the team just yet. So for more than a month or so, I am a hen mothering 4 beautiful SEO chicks…all smart and talented…in-charge of what could be the country’s elite SEO gurus..hehe.  The weekly pep talks by macalua is getting to me…uugh!

> A few days after I found out of the changes at work, I experienced something so bad..i was deeply hurt and disappointed. My brother reformatted our pc and  unfortunately..very  unfortunately…missed  to copy my folder . It was so funny because that morning, I was only thinking of how i’d feel if my blog entries are deleted when motime suddenly decides to shut it down. I know I’d be very disappointed..but hey, not that soon. Why do I have to go through such? My files were so important. That missed folder had all my school papers, thesis, published and unpublished essays, poems, and plans for the future. Sayang. I was so nanghihinayang talaga. The moment I found out about it..(i had to find out for myself pa)…i screamed and hated my brother for what he did..or rather undid..i was throwing a fit. I so forgot my temper I pounded the mouse and the monitor.i was screaming so hard and stomping.. our house was shaking..(exag..but just imagine my anger..). I was outraged! I was trying to calm myself but failed. I thought I was going to have a heart attack . I was even having a hard time breathing. I was bawling like a kid..like crazy. And man…i just wont stop. My brother locked himself up in his room and we didn’t talk for days. I asked my boyfriend to call me. Talking to him didn’t do any good either because i was crying the whole time. He had to endure one crazy girlfriend. I was so depressed. The times and the thought I’ve spent on my writings were suddenly put into oblivion…into nowhere…into nothing. Just that. Kaput. Zero. Zilch. Nada. No more…i have nothing to show to the world . Just this, and this, a small magazine space, and 1/4 of a newspaper. My precious words are lost. I am silenced.

> The next day, I went crazy coz I found out that Polly (my mini) had a small chip off her edge. I still don’t know how it happened. Knowing that made me more what to buy an ipod photo in the future. I won’t sell Polly though, I’d probably give her to my bro. But not anytime soon, gimme at least a year and allow me to buy and itrip first. Wink wink.

> As already mentioned, macalua‘s pep talks are getting to me. His vision of being the Philippine’s top SEO gurus is appealing to me. Being in the industry for more than a year now has allowed me to know the wonders of search engine optimization. I more than like to make it happen. All I need is a new pc and a DSL connection. Calling all sponsors…

So there..this entry sounds so pilit though. Gawd.

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Here are few sites I find so interesting. Feel free to visit ’em and tell me what you think.

posted by: blueberry010 at October 21, 2005 14:55 | link | comments (7) |

crap…

posted by: blueberry010 at October 20, 2005 14:15 | link | comments (1) |

And there was silence….

posted by: blueberry010 at September 19, 2005 12:38 | link | comments (5) |

Piyesta na naman sa Kidapawan, Cotabato. Nakasabit na ang banderitas, panay na rin ang mga parada’t prusisyon sa buong bayan. Pero ang tunay na inaabangan ng mga tao… ang giyera sa kuwadra!

Ang labanan ng mga kabayo ang idodokumento ni Sandra Aguinaldo ngayong Lunes sa I-Witness. Bahagi ito ng kultura ng mga Bagobo at Manobo, kung saan itinuturing na simbolo ng kalakasan at katapangan ng isang tribo ang mga kabayo. Sa isang malaking kuwadra, pinag-aaway ang dalawang lalaking kabayo gamit ang isang babaeng kabayo. Ang kabayo ng tribong magwawagi sa laban ang siya ring tatanghaling pinakamalakas at pinakamakapangyarihan.

Pero sa paglipas ng panahon, tila nawawala na ang pangunahing diwa ng tradisyon. Sugal na raw kasi ang turing sa paglalaban ng kabayo. Ang dating dangal na hatid ng bawat panalo, napalitan na raw ng malakihang pustahan. Kaya naman hindi na natigil ang protesta sa naturang okasyon.

Ngayong Lunes, susundan ni Sandra Aguinaldo ang biyahe nila Garroto at Bad Boy, dalawang kabayong itinakda ang tadhana na lumaban sa tatlong araw na Horse Fighting Fest sa Kidapawan. Sisiyasatin ni Sandra ang pagsasanay na ginawa ng kanilang mga amo bilang paghahanda. Aalamin din niya ang dahilan kung bakit sa kabila ng mga pagtutol ng mga animal rights activists ay patuloy pa ring isinasagawa ang marahas na tradisyon.

Makikilala rin ni Sandra si Jeffler Transmil, na sa murang edad ay mulat na sa karahasang naidudulot ng horsefighting. Mariin ang pagtutol niya sa kanyang ama na wag nang sumali sa labanan ng kabayo.

Saksihan ang matinding giyera sa loob ng kuwadra sa I-Witness ni Sandra Aguinaldo, ngayong Lunes, pagkatapos ng Saksi sa GMA-7.

“GIYERA SA KUWADRA”
(Horsefighting)
On Sandra Aguinaldo’s I-Witness
September 12, 2005

A festive atmosphere fills the streets of Kidapawan, Cotabato. Bands are practicing, colorful flags have been hung and it seems the entire town is preparing for the fiesta. But the most awaited event of all is the annual horse fight.

Horse fighting, believed to be proof of dignity and strength among the tribal groups, has been practiced by the Mindanao people for centuries. Using a mare as a bait, two stallions from competing tribes fight it out for the female, resulting in a bloody battle. The winning horse determines which tribe will be declared the strongest in Mindanao.

But time has passed and the custom has begun to lose its essence. Instead of a game for tribal pride, it has become a large scale gambling event. Horses are trained for the cash their victory will deliver. And bets are placed not by tribesmen but by ordinary folk during the fiesta.

In this Monday’s I-Witness, Sandra Aguinaldo follows the journey of Garroto and Bad Boy, two horses whose fate is bound by the horse fighting tradition. Sandra delves into the training that both owners and animals go through in preparation for the horse fight.

Sandra meets Jeffler Transmil, a five-year old whose exposure to the cruel custom has prompted him to prevent his own father from joining the horse fighting festival.

Animal rights activists have long been protesting the violent tradition. And for the first time, horsefighting was cancelled in nearby Davao’s Kadayawan Festival. Will Kidapawan residents soon follow suit?

Find out on Monday’s I-Witness with Sandra Aguinaldo, right after Saksi on GMA-7.

posted by: blueberry010 at September 08, 2005 12:02 | link | comments (2) |

help!

Need your help friends.

Just text..

SS<space>VOTE<space>DAILY<space>TRIP and send to 2929

It’s for Joshie and his other band DAILY TRIP.

Kasali sila sa NESCAFE SOUNDSKOOL…

Sige na…P2.50 lang naman eh..

posted by: blueberry010 at September 01, 2005 13:33 | link | comments (3) |

Bloggie Anniversary

It’s my bloggie’s 2nd anniversary today!!! Seems like only yesterday when I first started to blog. I found home on my 3rd move. Hehe.

You can view my first few entries here and witness how I’ve matured…err changed through the years.

I’m busy right now but I’ll try to post an entry later.Hihi.

posted by: blueberry010 at August 26, 2005 17:48 | link | comments |

WIDE AWAKE!

see yah there!

posted by: blueberry010 at August 25, 2005 21:14 | link | comments |

just because…

posted by: blueberry010 at August 18, 2005 03:06 | link | comments |

Knees to the Earth

by : Christy Knockels

Wonderful savior

My heart belongs to thee

I will remember

Always the blood you shed for me

Wonderful savior

My heart will know your word

So let me embrace you

Always as I walk this earth

Be blessed be loved

Be lifted high

Be treasured here

Be glorified

I owe my life to you my Lord

Here I am

Beautiful Jesus

How may I bless your heart

Knees to the earth I bow down

To everything you are

Beautiful Jesus

You are my only way

So I will embrace you

Always as I walk this earth

Be blessed be loved

Be lifted high

Be treasured here

Be glorified

I owe my life to you my Lord

Here I am

> This song perfectly describes how I’m feeling right now. Good thing Pastor Jerry asked me to download, study and sing this song. But I won’t…I shall let others sing it.  Sayang..it would be nice pa naman if I sing and Josh is on guitar. 

posted by: blueberry010 at August 17, 2005 22:35 | link | comments |

thinking out loud

I have always been the type to reason out when my emotions are thwarted and when I think something is wrong. It’s natural and UP further thought me how to make intelligent and sound arguments when a certain person, system, or principle becomes illogical.

At home, I always get in trouble for my reasoning out. For me, it’s simply an explanation of my side with the issues I am directly involved in. I say what I want to say when I think my parents are wrong and when I’m not understood. My parents and siblings always regard my explanations as ‘pagsagot’ because sometimes I say them with much passion and more often than not, with a loud voice. But through the years, I have learned to express my opinions in a more respectful manner.

I have no fears even If I am talking to authority. I don’t kiss ass. I say what I think is wrong with the situation, what I can’t do, can still do, and suggest if anything be can done. For me, it is just an ‘expression’ of my opinions. When most people think it’s katarayan, me thinks it’s simply reasoning out. I say when I want change. I speak when I’m insulted. I scream when I just can’t take it anymore. I voice out whatever is on my mind….rather I always think out loud. I do these things with all honesty and respect as much as possible though.

I guess it’s the fighter within me (oooh..I can hear Christina Aguilera in the background..). Or maybe education has made me analytical..too critical…that there should always be explanation and logic to things.

I once confronted a friend’s mother about a certain issue which I think was simply sick. I admited that I was wrong on one thing. But I just didn’t like what she did and said so I told her without any qualms, “But honestly Tita, I didn’t like what you did”..(tsk tsk..there you go again Reah). I know not everyone can say that in front of another’s mother. I am not most proud of that but I’m glad I did. I have no regrets or whatsoever.

And just recently, I chose not to close my mouth. Err..my hand did the talking actually. Goodness..the guts. I don’t know what’ll be the outcome. I am not even sure I am understood or if my sentiments will be echoed.

Nothing is at risk. Just my image that is so sickening. But I do not care. All I want is for people to rethink of their actions and change for the better…or so I think. My doing such is for the right reasons.

I know a lot will never understand and even beg to disagree with me. People often tell me to just keep quiet and leave things as they are. That I won’t do….that would be too hard for me..you know, keep my mind and mouth shut.

I still have many years ahead of me. My mouth will soon tire…but my mind nevah.

posted by: blueberry010 at August 15, 2005 20:21 | link | comments (4) |
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Halikinoise

posted by: blueberry010 at August 12, 2005 05:18 | link | comments (2) |

I’d like to think that I’m not affected but I am. I really am. So shoot me.

posted by: blueberry010 at July 28, 2005 18:29 | link | comments (4) |
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oh.my.god. ____ has a girlfriend na..

nyak.nyak.nyak. buti nman…kasi may boypren na ko.

bwahahahahaha!

posted by: blueberry010 at July 26, 2005 18:37 | link | comments |
raves

It was a toss-up between the pink and the green. But I guess Polly and I are destined to be together. I couldn’t wait for him to arrive so I’d see her. Goodness gracious…now I have her. Hooray!

Two days after…the pink one came to me. Oh no. So sorry, I don’t like her anymore coz she’s so girlie. Glad to have my Polly in blue.

But I can use them both..depends on my mood. Hehe.

posted by: blueberry010 at July 22, 2005 12:27 | link | comments |
rants, raves

i’m getting tired of people whom i can’t relate to. i’m trying to be patient. but for how long? i’m reaching out but they can’t seem to grasp what i’m saying and doing. i should change my approach. i want them to know more about life. i want them to understand that such is such. oh please.

posted by: blueberry010 at July 20, 2005 12:21 | link | comments |

Wow. Susan Roces is on the streets now. I am not excited nor thankful that she has come. I mean, does she really know the essence of what she’s saying and doing? Not only her, but the rest of the Filipinos in Makati as well.

Okay. I so sound like a pro-admin but maaan, when will the Filipinos learn that rallies and confrontations are not always the solution. This time around, I honestly think that another People Power will never do any good to our beloved Philippines. There was only the 1986 and 2001 EDSA People Powers and never will there be a third. What do those Makati rallyists think they’re doing? I get their point. They want Arroyo to resign because they think she cheated. I pity them really as I pity the Lady President.

The whole world is probably watching right now, and laughing too because the country has become a land of rallies and demonstrations…that most Filipinos know only opposition, impeachment, people power, and for some apathy…but are afraid of reform.

It’s so obvious that I’m not for the president’s resignation. I commend those who believe that she still can do something for the country. I firmly believe and with all honesty I say, that it’s about time the government changes the system, do a major revamp, and get right with God and the people.

The last thing we need is a new president, an ex-media man to become the chief executive  if ever, transitions, another first 100 days, new cabinet members, and etc. All these and more would only cause major headache for most Juans. Kick GMA’s butt of Malacañang and then what? Install someone less capable and same time next year, plead for him to step down and have him ousted.

Since 1986, The Pinoys only know the streets to take their grievances to…out in the open. Why not learn and realize that there is a more “proper” place to settle things, perhaps like the court or the congress?

Unless there is change in the system and the hearts of the Filipinos, we can only do so much. Yes to Reform. Yes to Change. I hope GMA realizes that soon.

And people, instead of joining the multitudes in Makati or wherever, why not pause for a while and say a prayer. I’m sure most of us haven’t got down on our knees and pray. And what do you need to pray for? A lot man. Pray for yourself to make an informed stand on the issue. Apathy leads to death. Pray for all the Filipinos to be enlightened. Pray for Gloria, who is in deep trouble, to have the strength and courage, and the Holy Spirit to convict and guide her. For the healing of the Philippines. And lastly, for the economy to quickly recover.

So am I a loyalist? Nah. Just a simple citizen who hopes and dreams for the promises of God in the Philippines be fulfilled. Soon.

God’s glory be upon Gloria and upon Philippine’s glorious people. 

posted by: blueberry010 at July 15, 2005 07:35 | link | comments (5) |
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Nuninu Snippets

> > > My sleeping habits are now destroyed. Last Monday, I slept at around 6:30 am and the next day, slept from 11, woke up at 2:30 then I couldn’t sleep anymore. I got to sleep at around 8:am. Twas such a bad thing to happen to me. My body clock has not returned to normal since I was assigned to the GY shift. Thank God that I finally had a good night rest last night. I was thinking if I should get a new mattress coz for the past 2 nights…err…mornings, I’d get my well-deserved sleep when I’m on my parents’ or brother’s beds. Oh btw, got a new one last night.  Woot!

> > > My birthday went…well…okay..No big deal unlike in the past. I didn’t prep myself to get excited this year coz I didn’t feel like celebrating it.  Yeah..maybe just a little. It must be the hormones, or maybe, the fact that I’m getting older. Nyay. At 22, I’m already feeling and thinking this way. Scareness.

> > > Nobody greeted me on the eve of my birthday. Poor me. The first message came in at 5:26 am, the second from my mom, and Stripe’s came third( although he greeted me the night before). I woke up with a lot of text messages in my inbox though. Thank God for friends who remembered.

> > > July 11 was also a lazy day for me ..and a sick one. I was shirking the whole day.  I was just so sleepy and a lil bit dizzy. Even my officemates’ badgering didn’t do me good. I couldn’t take my dizziness anymore so I asked Stripe to pick me up at exactly 10. I thought that maybe it was just hunger pangs so I bought a burger meal from Jollibee and munched on yumburger and fries on my way home. Oh yes, I was right…I was just hungry. I even had a hearty meal when I got home. Takaw. Busog.

> > > I cant wait for Monday to come. Yipee!

> > > It’s payday tomorrow but I know I won’t be happy. I’ve got a loooooooooot to pay. I listed them all down with the corresponding amount, subtracted them from my usual salary, and voila! only 500 pesos will be left of me. Gudlak sa Kismet! Haha!

> > > My room is such a mess.I can’t get through. It has become ‘passage restrictive’ for the nth time. Will. Clean. Room. Saturday. Promise.

posted by: blueberry010 at July 14, 2005 19:27 | link | comments (2) |
snippets

I am not a GMA loyalist but I’m not going to the streets and join the people in calling for her resignation. The country can’t afford to have another People Power.

That’s all I can say. For now…as I am busy with problems of my own. But people, my seemingly apathetic attitude is not normal. I am more than willing to share my stand on the issue. It’s just that..it’s just that I’m tired. Can’t muster enough courage and will to put my knowledge into writing. I am better off with the debates going inside my head.

I am constantly praying for the president and the country though. I always pray that God would give her the wisdom and knowledge…comfort and strength amidst the tumultuos events…and courage to face the people..and the heart to face the future.

God bless the Philippines.

i want i want

Enough of the drama. Someone’s celebrating her birthday next week and these are only some of the things she so wishes family, friends, and boyfriend will give her. Hehehe..

22 Things I want for my birthday:

1. Iskin for my ipod.  Ha! I don’t have an ipod yet but I can smell it coming…(oh Lord please have mercy on me..please…please..please….). if and when I get a pink ipod mini, an iskin would be the perfect accessory. Make that white/translucent.
2. Digicam. I’ve been meaning to buy one. I am tempted. a canon ixus 30 is okay with me…but if you’re generous, I am more than willing to upgrade to an ixus 70
3. Havaianas or Happy Feet. Whatever happened to Stripe’s promise he’d buy me a pair of Happy Feet…I do not know. Now is the time…
4. U2 Shopping. The last time I went to ukay-ukay was with Mau last May. Bought a nice gypsy skirt that I absolutely adore. I wish someone would to take me shopping there. Shoot..im such a cheapskate.
5. New PC or a laptop. Again, I want and need one so I could pursue my many careers. Plus, wouldn’t a new set be a good addition to the garbage in my room?
6. PDA. Unnecessary but I want one. any colored PDA will do.
7. Car. A mini cooper or a Mazda 3….dream on…. the closest thing to having a nice car is that of Stripe’s…(baby, my dad’s willing to buy your car for 100k plus his daughter..wahahaha!)
8. Raket. I wanna go back to being a racketeer. I want an easy one that pays a lot of moolah. God-willing, I’ll begin to do some if that new pc arrives.
9. Time. I need 6 more hours in my day. I want to : do a lot of things, people to spend time with, sleep some more, work, and etc.
10. Trip to the zoo,park, or anywhere interesting and educational. Why? I haven’t been to one in years. I’d like to celebrate my birthday in a different setting this time. Besides, ain’t going to a zoo cool?
11. Gift cert to NBS or Powerbooks. There are a lot of books on my list I wanna buy. I just don’t have the money…rather the heart to spend on ‘em. Bad.
12. Nice dinner with my family. I wish my sister would be glad to sponsor this since I can’t afford one right now. I don’t remember the last time we went out together as a family. Sadness.
13. Orange or yellow chucks. I want my second pair. I have this grand plan of collecting classic chucks. Neat. Expensive. Coolness.
14. Flip fone.  I just want one.
15. Raise/promotion. I don’t know if this is possible. But hey, it’s a free world..i’m free to dream. Ayt?!
     
16. Fine jewelry. Give me some so I can start investing.
     
17. Jordi Labanda notebook. I want one! I want one! I want one ! You can buy one from that bookstore in Greenbelt 3..forgot the name. (Wink wink)
    
18. New bag. Mango’s on sale sistahs! Buy one for me.
     
19. Pair of jeans. I’m getting bored with the pairs I’ve got. Need to update my wardrobe. (Again)
    
20. Load. So I can say thank you to those people who will greet me.
     
21. Cash. To buy and do all these things. 
    
22. A day with Stripe. No explanation needed.

    Nuninunini..

posted by: blueberry010 at July 08, 2005 03:52 | link | comments (4) |

Death. Grief. Family. Reality.

Last last week was memorable yet surreal. Startling how a single text message can change my emotion. It was so sudden. Unexpected. My world stopped for a moment when I learned that my uncle, my dad’s older brother, passed away. After more than a month of staying in the  hospital, he finally gave in and spent life in eternity.

It was my dad who told me the news. I held my breath for awhile and immediately went to the ladies’ room. I was shocked and saddened. I couldn’t keep my emotions so I had to let it out. When reality hit me, tears began to fall. Nobody knew then that I was in tears inside that small cubicle. It wasn’t for my Tito though. It was more for my dad, his wife, the children, and the grandchildren. I just couldn’t imagine how they were feeling right that very moment.

It was all set. My uncle was supposed to go back to the province the next day. But I guess, God had other plans. I wanted to go home and comfort my dad. He said he’s okay and that we couldn’t do anything anymore but accept the fact.

I wonder how my dad really felt that day. It was him whom my uncle was calling and listening to always when he was still in the hospital. My parents would always accompany his wife and son while my Tito was in the ICU. They’re closest being the guys in the family. I knew my dad spent a lot of time in praying for and being with his brother.

Just before my uncle died, Daddy shared to him the gospel and made him accept Christ as His Lord and Savior. My tito did. What was most touching, was that after they prayed..dad kissed him on the forehead and my uncle suddenly opened his eyes. Scary it may be but I know what that meant. That he understood whatever my dad told him. I praise God for this.

So the rest of the family went to the province to pay our last respects. I remember the first time I looked at the coffin. I just couldn’t control my tears. I didn’t want to cry so I looked and went away. I hated that moment. I couldn’t bear to see him that way. He looked so different. So dead…so gone.

The whole family tried not to mourn during the wake. I saw how each tried to be happy and forget that another member has gone. They wouldn’t say it but I saw the sorrow in their eyes. We busied ourselves in playing with the kids and entertaining the guests. It became more of a reunion. Fiesta even more.

It was altogether different during the cremation.  The family went to Manila to have his body cremated. Now…that was unforgettable. I didn’t want to experience that again. I have yet to prepare myself for such event. I just couldn’t stand seeing my loved ones cry. Sigh.

I know he’s never coming back. The family has to move on. I have to move on. Everything about him will be missed. His cooking, generosity, the unique smell of his clinic…his endless ‘kamustas’, and more.  I’d definitely miss how he would always call me his “Little Miss Philippines’ even when I’m all grown up. I dread how he wasn’t able to meet the boyfriend I’m so proud of. He’ll never get to meet the escort to his “Little Ms.”

I fear for his youngest daughter. I don’t know how she is right now. I only knew that it was kind of traumatic for her when she learned that her dad’s dead. While in school, her ate called her to say that their daddy’s coming home that day. She was all excited and wanted to go straight home. But lo and behold, their dad indeed was back home….only without life and inside the coffin. I wasn’t there but I know I didn’t want that to happen to me. To feel so giddy and excited and only to be surprised that way. During my stay there, I tried to comfort her and spent time with her. She seemed to be okay but there were times when I’d see her crying at one corner.  I was the one who held her while crying during the cremation. Oh, how I felt for the kid. I was crushed.

Death already happened.
There is still life ahead of us.
Sorrow begone.

Now is the time to move on.

Wednesday, June 29

Last week was so surreal. Need to organize my thoughts first. I hope this aint stress. Promise..I’ll blog about what happened to me and the family. Sooooooon.
posted by: blueberry010 at June 29, 2005 14:09 | link | comments |

Tuesday, June 28
fete and wild

the boys in action…

old skool pare…nyahaha!

posted by: blueberry010 at June 28, 2005 23:01 | link | comments |
Wednesday, June 22
iGNITE Youth Conference

To all the passionate youth out there, pls do come…
IGNITE YOUTH CONFERENCE 2005
posted by: blueberry010 at June 22, 2005 22:13 | link | comments |

Monday, June 20
super late mr. and mrs smith post

I so heart this movie. Oh-kay. I know a few people who don’t because they said they got
nothing out of it…and that only Brangelina did. But the movie doesn’t really boast of any moral lessons. I think the producers only made the movie for the audience to feast on the fights, car-chasings, hi-tech ammos, and well of course..for us to ogle on both Brad and Angelina. The plot was definitely new(or was there any?). There was no explanation as to how and why they patched things up after the house was turned into shambles. I was like. “Yun na yun?”. I kept asking my bf and sis if I missed something. Just when they were facing each other and had the opportunity to shoot at the enemy, they simply stopped and had perhaps the best sex of their lives. But that’s okay. Really. Mr. And Mrs. Smith is pure entertainment and wit (wit—not the smarty wit but the funny wit). Truly entertaining…a feast to the eyes. I’m sure much of the audience thoughts weren’t provoked. And why not? Because as I said it was only entertaining. But I learned a little lesson or two from this movie. That money and career can never compensate for the lack of love and concern you feel. That even if you’re gorgeous, married to another beaute, famous, or whatever…you can never feel complete. Others may disagree but that’s how I see it. Take for example the Smiths, they live in a beautiful house, drive the most luxurious cars, and have seemingly the perfect career, but the façade well..is just a façade. Beyond beauty is deception, dishonesty, and pretentions resulting to loneliness. I just hope that not all would feel and experience such.

So do I like it? Yeah! Definitely. How about you?

posted by: blueberry010 at June 20, 2005 19:58 | link | comments (1) |

Thursday, June 16
Commuting, anyone?

Commuting—we have a love-hate relationship. There are times when I enjoy riding trikes, jeepneys, buses, and the now ad-laden MRT. I can very well remember the first time my parents allowed me to go home from school without them. I was in grade six then. During the last day of our graduation practices, my mom finally permitted me to ride the jeep for the first time in my life sans the ‘rents. I wasn’t really alone. My friends were coming over to our house for a little celebration so atleast I had them to accompany me. Ha!

So I finally learned. I had to but I didn’t always get to do that because during my first year in high school, I had school service and on my sophomore year, dad would fetch me. But still I learned and was allowed. Come my last two years in high school, atlast, I could know commute going home. It was the first time I experienced freedom because that meant I could go wherever and do whatever I want after school.

My commuting freedom was further exercised in college. I felt so powerful that I could take good care of myself and that I could ,again, go to places my feet would drag me. But of course, there was and there is still fear of commuting at night. The latest time I had to commute was 9:30 coming from UP. And just a few months ago, from Megamall going home at 11:30 pm. Not bad after all. I never liked commuting when the clock strikes past 10. You know how even bright streets of Manila can be dangerous. But then again, maybe it’s just really me.

Commuting enables me to meet interesting and weird people, places, modes of transportation, establishments, and other street stuff.. I enjoy riding the MRT because aboard it, you can see a variety of people and the ironies along EDSA.

And when I began to hate commuting, I can’t remember. And why?! It must have been the pollution that I so hate in every city of this region. How can you take joy when the darkest smoke would belch from the ugliest vehicles and the more luxurious ones? Plus the many lawless drivers, jaywalkers, the pink but ugly embellishments by the MMDA, and of course, some of those ruthless authorities who have no idea what they’re doing.

Or maybe because I am most used to being chauffeured by my dad and my boyfriend. All throughout my elementary and high school days, daddy would bring me and my siblings to school ensuring a safe trip. Yep, every single day. If he couldn’t do that, mommy would be the one to bring us. During college though, it wasn’t that often because UP was far from home and his work. Taking the MRT, FX, and jeep was the most practical way. Nowadays, he still brings me to the office. I love every time I’m in the car with him even if I have to be the one to pay for the gas for his rusty old Nissan.

Then there is my boyfriend Stripe with his beloved car Maria. There is a threat that his parents would sell the car and buy a Britney…a Vios. He wouldn’t want to part with Maria, but I think he has too before she, er..’it’ becomes unattractive and a cause for major migraine. I dread the day when he’d have to give ‘her’ up coz I know he’ll be so bummed. But I think loving Britney is far from being difficult.

Stripe and my dad. They’re the reasons why I sometimes don’t like to commute. I always find comfort in the passenger’s seat. Who doesn’t anyway? It’s their fault why more often than not, I’d rather wait long for them in fetching me or hail a cab than sweat and meet the perils of commuting.

I try to weigh the pros and cons of my subject. I am still, as always, undecided whether I love or hate it. I guess I have to live and leave commuting just that. Yeah, as something I can hate and love at the same time.

posted by: blueberry010 at June 16, 2005 23:17 | link | comments |
rants, raves
Tuesday, June 14
Playing Fete

13 Needles is playing on June 18, 2005 at the Fete dela Musique (Racks El Pueblo Parking- ROCK Stage) at exactly 4:30 pm. Do swing by and pray it doesn’t rain unlike last year.

Sked for ROCK STAGE(Racks El Pueblo Parking):

3:15-3:30 Death by Tampon
3:30-3:45 Taggu nDios
3:45-4:00 Sique
4:00-4:15 Rugis
4:15-4:30 Plane Divides the Sky
4:30-4:45 13 Needles
4:45-5:00 Severo
5:00-5:15 Silent Sanctuary
5:15-5:30 Still
5:30-5:45 Brockas
5:45-6:00 Shards of Ice
6:00-6:15 Kinky Hooters
6:15-6:30 Join Da Club
6:30-6:45 Happy Meals
6:45-7:00 Cog
7:00-7:15 Boy Elroy
7:15-7:30 Dicta License
7:30-7:45 Zoom Zoom Lunacy
7:45-8:00 Ciudad
8:00-9:00 (All stages freeze for Opening Ritual, drum jam parade from Alt stage to Main)
9:00-9:20 Sandwich
9:20-9:40 Monkeyspank
9:40-10:00 Kwjan
10:00-10:20 Itchyworms
10:20-10:40 Cambio
10:40-10:50 Pinoy Blonde Segment
10:50-11:10 Imago
11:10-11:30 Kapatid
11:30-11:50 Twisted Halo
11:50-12:10 Sugarfree
12:20-12:40 Hellbender
12:40-1:00 DRT
1:00-1:20 Boldstar
1:20-1:40 Greyhoundz
1:50-2:10 Razorback
2:10-2:30 Chicosci
2:30-2:50 Nuncy Spungen
2:50-3:10 Mayonnaise
3:10-3:30 Typecast
3:30-3:50 Monsterbot

(bands in bold are the nidol’s band friends )

posted by: blueberry010 at June 14, 2005 23:18 | link | comments |
Friday, June 10
weddings, etc.

now, scriptwriting and researching for this wedding makes me want to marry na. huwaw. haha!

but really, i’m having a hard time. they should have told me weeks before and not a day before. what’s worse, i haven’t seen the bride for more than a year now and i don’t know the husband-to-be. sigh, now..my skills are being tested.

oh wait, yeah..this happened to me already. merely 2 hours before one recital in UP , i had the shock of my life when my director friend told me that today..that day…surprise surprise! …was the actual recital…i was like…”huwat?!”..when in fact, he texted me the day before that it was supposed to be a dress rehearsal only. and what, i was wearing a tacky polo and capri then. to my horror, that day was really the ‘big day’.

maaan…i wanted to faint. but i had no choice. i shut him out of world..sat down…sulked for a while..panicked for an hour…and immediately wrote my script for the night. it went well though. bravo. hehe. but what i just didnt like was the fact that i emceed for a musical recital wearing tacky clothes. that was so so bad. bummer.

so tomorrow…and tomorrow..and tomorrow..i’ll just see how it’d turn out..

posted by: blueberry010 at June 10, 2005 20:55 | link | comments |

7-29-04

Do not be afraid when people do not believe the things you say.Do not fear when they mock you or turn their backs on you. To live in integrity is to bring honor to God. It doesn’t matter if the world does not understand a thing you say…or worse find you weird. What matters to God is a heart that is set on obedience to His word. There will be times that man is tempted to go against the Will, but God wants him to stand up for righteousness.

To become righteous means to be set apart. Do not be afraid to go against the norm and evil. Courageously step into the light. God is delighted when His people boldly show to the world the difference the Cross makes.

God wants the hearts of His people to be always set on Him.And because of His great love and abundant grace, they are given the strength and means to be people of integrity. He is fair enough to require somthing He knows can be achieved because He made evertyhing possible.

posted by: blueberry010 at June 08, 2005 12:25 | link | comments |
the walk

step off the stage and live

Here’s something for those people who frequently go on stage:

posted by: blueberry010 at June 06, 2005 13:54 | link | comments (1) |

idle mind

I am now assigned to the 2-10 pm shift(midshift). There has been a lot of changes in the team’s working sked. Starting with the GY(graveyard) boys being transferred to the am shift. As Karen once mentioned in her blog, it’s about time  they live normal lives. It’s been n years since they’ve been asked to work on normal hours(8-5). However, it aint 8-5 in our case…it’s 6 am –3 pm. It’s 3 weeks now that the boys were turned to normal people. (Hihi..or so I think.) I’ve been going to the office at 6 am for 2 weeks and a week on the graveyard shift. It was my first time to become an owl worker. It was fine with me. I saved a lot of money coz I was staying at my sister’s house. Since she’s on the graveyard too and her office is just a stone’s throw away from my building, I opted to stay at her place and go the office with her.  I also spent three mornings with Stripe. I would call every rendezvous with him during that week ‘lunch out in the morning’. It was the same week that his band would have gig every night…er morning. He would drop by my office for 3 mornings before he’d go home. Nice. Thank God for McDonald’s and Maria.  But what I hated most was what I call ‘pimple proliferation’. Huge zits popped out. I so hated it because even my wonder concealer can’t hide ‘em.  I had to wait for one week before that enormous pimple on the left side of my nose subsided. Yeah, subside has to be the word. And now I’m pimple free. Yey.
Here I am..bloody blogging coz there isn’t any decent internet connection. The company has been using dial-up connection. Hahaha! Just kidding… J There is a computer available but I can’t work. I’’m writing this on Word and would upload this later when I transfer to my workstation.   I hate waiting for the other people to end their shift. Knowing my teammates, they wouldn’t stop working even if the clock screams at them. I hate being idle. It gets boring and boring every minute. Haaay.

posted by: blueberry010 at June 02, 2005 19:37 | link | comments |

i should come more often to the 13needles’ gigs and show my support to the boys. and if  i do that , i’d get to meet the other great bands they are friends with. and gasp! be friends with them too. i’m getting tired of hearing stripe say , ‘he’s my friend’..’this band’s vocalist is my friend’..’that band’s drummer is my classmate’..and so on…and so forth…’ ..and man, i should be hanging out with the other misis(es)..sigh..if only i could… my interaction with them is limited to text messages and ym..and reading their blogs …bad bad bad…the misis club should be strengthened…hihi..

posted by: blueberry010 at June 01, 2005 20:16 | link | comments |
rants