Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
It Just Confuses Me More
For now I feel that I don't want to do anything yet. It's so hard when life is playing you around. You go and meet new people, you get to know them, get as close as you can, sacrifice your time and money, have different emotions, open up with them, admire them and court them. After these, what usually happen to me are problems suddenly intervene, you open up, fix your problem, then slowly you have to sacrifice your time being with her, slowly you loose contact and then without warning you have to leave and say good bye. All that you can talk about with her mostly are your past experiences with each other and what will happen to either of you in the future. You try to set dates where you can meet there are some who were able to meet but mostly if not postponed the date will be canceled anonymously.
And when things are about to get settled, when you have given everything already and moved on; she'll suddenly ask how are you through text, phone or online. And the next thing you know, that high feeling when you first met suddenly goes back.
HOT SEAT:
It's really good to hear from you again, it felt like I haven't talked to you for more than a year. See you next week
FINAL THOUGHT:
I hope I am wrong.
It Just Confuses Me More
For now I feel that I don't want to do anything yet. It's so hard when life is playing you around. You go and meet new people, you get to know them, get as close as you can, sacrifice your time and money, have different emotions, open up with them, admire them and court them. After these, what usually happen to me are problems suddenly intervene, you open up, fix your problem, then slowly you have to sacrifice your time being with her, slowly you loose contact and then without warning you have to leave and say good bye. All that you can talk about with her mostly are your past experiences with each other and what will happen to either of you in the future. You try to set dates where you can meet there are some who were able to meet but mostly if not postponed the date will be canceled anonymously.
And when things are about to get settled, when you have given everything already and moved on; she'll suddenly ask how are you through text, phone or online. And the next thing you know, that high feeling when you first met suddenly goes back.
HOT SEAT:
It's really good to hear from you again, it felt like I haven't talked to you for more than a year. See you next week
FINAL THOUGHT:
I hope I am wrong.
Wednesday, June 11, 2008
Met My Target
Well I had a bad start, it is really hard to wake up, buti na lang wala pang klase sa Trigo pero musta naman hindi ako nakapasok sa Socio ko, I hope wala pang ginagawa dun and sana hindi terror yung prof, I'll have my answer this Friday (patay); tatanga-tanga kasi eh nakakainis. I've met my target, that is to aquire at least 20 units this semester. Nakuha ko yung two important major subjects ko plus naka advance ako ng isang subject. For me hindi ako underload nor full load, so ayos lang. Thank God! naaprove yung dalawang petitions! I have to decode my sked again if not tomorrow by Friday. Problema ko na lang books and uniforms. I've met a few new people mostly from higher years, may naka-usap nga akong nag start sa university nung 2003, grabe, 2003 ah tapos he's taking up Chem 1.
So here we go, papanindigan ko na talaga ito and for sure babawi ako. Ei sa mga friends ko na taga Taft or dumadaan dun pa-uwi kasama na din yung sa Macapagal area: UP Manila, La Salle (dito alam ko madami eh), MDC, kasama pati UST at Adamson (ako lang pala dito, hahaha). Mag set tayo ng date (yung sanang hindi cloudy at uulan) na tumambay sa San Miguel Bay sa likod ng MOA, ipon din kayo ng pera!
Kuya salamat sa pagtulong mo sa akin sa pag enroll!
FINAL THOUGHT:
Through out this summer, I felt Him working and communicating on each and everyone of us. He knew that we really need a break and he did gave us one! Now, as always, we have to go back to our real world but at least He gave us something, He gave us gifts to use when we need them and a reminder that He will always be on our side. And I hope that we could be a LIGHT to the people. Like what the priest said to us, "Do not expect to see a miracle by God, but instead be a miracle to others."
Guys I hope we could still see and meet each other no matter what happens. I am really happy that I'll be growing with all of you.
Wednesday, June 4, 2008
Tagged by Rochelle
Rule:
List ALL the names you were called by and the people/person who called you that. Tag at least 5 members of your contacts and give a comment on their site for them to know they've been tagged. :D
David Alfred B. Divino: My given name -- also used by my Family especially Tita Tina
Isaiah: My name back then (Isaiah B. Balanon) when I was in pre-school and Grades 1-3 -- used by my previous preschool and Grades 1-3 teachers and classmates, my mom, dad and Tita Grace
David: I myself use it when I call at someones home to introduce myself, my previous HS and MDC classmates, my previous HS and MDC professors and Tita Tina.
Alfred: Yung nasa D.O. ng Adamson, Kuya G and Tita Tina
Mr. Divino: Tita Tina =)) , HS teachers, MDC College Profs, Jam (the heck), Enzo, sa mga formal occasions and yung mga tao sa registrar at admission ng mga schools na napuntahan ko.
D.A.: Famous & very much used -- by my family, cousins, PRYM, KOA, my friends, classmates and Sr. Noel
Dada: I prefer someone who's really close to me should use this, exception ang Family and PRYM -- sa PRYM mostly by Kuya G, Mel, Z, Aya and Thea (yung iba na nakalimutan d ko sinasadya, hehehe)
Avid: given and used by someone special dati, I called her Eiah naman. . .
Deh -- eh: only my dad
Sakristang Rakista: Kuya Gerald (pinsan ko, ampf)
Payatot: Tita Tina, Tita Grace, Dad and Min
Moses: Previous MDC 1st yr classmates (dahil sa kapal ng buhok ko nun)
Chard: Patrick (I am still pissed off of with this name, wag niyo na alamin yung isa, pu****@ sila!)
Dolphey: Yung mga naka-inuman ko sa outing ko nung First Yr sa MDC (Dahil sa aking cachupoy hair that I combed after our swimming)
Paolo Contis: Maniwala kayo o hindi they called me that -- by my Gr 4-6 friends
Lito Lapid: Patrick, Jene and Wei Chiang (Dahil addicted din ako sa arcade shooting games)
Rico Blanco: Maniwala din kayo dito o hindi they called me that -- by Enzo, Aki and yung isang C.I. sa MDC I forgot his last name.
1.) Kuya G
2.) Kat
3.) Diane
4.) Aya
5.) Karl
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Things Aren't Always What They Seem (5th Parable)
You may already know this story. . . I just like it!
Two travelling angels stopped to spend the night in the home of a wealthy family. The family was rude and refused to let the angels stay in the mansion's guest room. Instead, the angels were given a space in the cold basement.
As they made their beds on the hard floor, the older angel saw a hole in the wall and repaired it. When the younger angel asked why, the older angel replied, "Things aren't always what they seem."
The next night, the pair came to rest at the house of a very poor, but very hospitable farmer and his wife. After sharing what little food they had, the couple let the angels sleep in their bed where they could have a good night's rest. When the sun came up the next morning, the angels found the farmer and his wife in tears. Their only cow, whose milk had been their sole income, lay dead in the field.
The younger angel was infuriated and asked the older angel, "How could you have let this happen? The first man had everything, yet, you helped him," she accused. "The second family had little, but, was willing to share everything and you let their cow die."
"Things aren't always what they seem," the older angel replied. "When we stayed in the basement of the mansion, I noticed there was gold stored in that hole in the wall. Since the owner was so obsessed with greed and unwilling to share his good fortune, I sealed the wall, so he wouldn't find it. Then, last night, as we slept in the farmer's bed, the angel of death came to for his wife. I gave her cow instead. Things aren't always what they seem."
Rip of from: Enjoy Life! ...in the right sense
by Glenn Paul M. Gomez, SVD