A wrapped up Year end Report

Okay, this year has been a very fruitful one. There has been many euphoric moments as there are also dysphoric moments (let's include the whatever moments. hahaha). Let's wrap up this year 2011 with things to remember for the rest of my goddamn life.

I hope this would become my yearly tradition as I end a year.

23 Pesos

This day is definitely a holiday.

Yeah.

More than a Child

So I learned a very magical song. It's not like any Christmas songs out there. The tune is very heartwarming and very gentle, soothing to the ears and to the mind. The lyrics are, as the composer said, about Jesus' birth in relation to the reason He came. Ever since I've heard it when we had our practice, I was like mesmerized by it so I actually searched it on YouTube and found one video with the composer singing it. Great! Tis' my favorite Christmas song already and since today is Christmas, I thought of sharing this song.

That video is Larry Holder singing More than a Child, the title of the song. Listen to it carefully and be amazed! Here are the lyrics:

More than a child born in the hay,

Jesus, my Lord, on that first Christmas day.

More than the son of a carpenter man;

You carried the weight of the world in Your hand.

For You are the Hope of my soul,

All that I see, and all that I know.

In You, there is peace in my life,

For one day You came, as angels proclaimed,

The Light of the world for us all!

More than a star shining that night,

More than the shepherds amazed by the sight,

More than three wise men with riches of gold;

You, the Messiah, the prophets foretold

Would come, bringing newness and life,

Freedom from sin, deliv'rance from strife.

In You, there is peace evermore,

For one day You came, as angels proclaimed,

The Light of the world for us all.

Yes, one day You came, as angels proclaimed,

Redeemer and Lord of us all!

Hey, Merry Christmas by the way.

Let us not forget the sole reason why we celebrate Christmas: JESUS.  As John 3:16 says, "For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." Jesus was sent to us because God loves us really much and He wants us to be saved from the wrath of evil. And so He was born, in a lowly manger. And as John 1:14 says, "The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the One and Only, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth." 

This day must not be used for enjoyment but in celebrating for God's love and for Christ's birth.

Merry Christmas once again!

wuh--wait.

Okay. Okay.

Before I'm off to dream land, I just want to say HAPPY 2nd FOUNDING DAY to our pet MICHELLE! It has been two years of -- err -- meows. Hahaha. I can't remember the time when we first got to acquaint with HIM, but, okay, I hope he'll stay here more.

I do not know the exact birthday of him but all I know is that, he's already quite grown up when he first set his feet to us. Maybe one month old already? I don't know. Haha.

Back to December

I always hated this song. I don't know why, but I never really had this liking for this Taylor Swift song. While it is true that I am a fan of Taylor Swift, this song was never in my playlist. When it's going to be played anywhere, I would either change the song, the channel, or go somewhere wherein this music would not be played. Maybe because I was not used to listening Taylor Swift that way or maybe because it was not December when it was released as a single.

But when I got the chance to read the lyrics of the song, I grew to like it to the point that I started singing it almost always. What struck me most first was the chorus which says:

This is me swallowing my pride standing in front of you saying I'm sorry for that night and I go back to December all the time.

It was LEGEN--wait for it---DARY!

And there goes that catchy intro which me and my siblings can't get enough of. And so, here I am, blogging about my new craving. I maybe too late to say this, but, I'm a big fan of this American comedy series called, How I Met Your Mother.

Yesterday, my brother and I finished watching the first of 8 seasons. So, we were stuck in front of my laptop, watching 5 people go on to their lives like normal Americans do, and they would make the viewers die of laughter with their crazy antics and dialogues. It was like a drug that I was instantly hooked up and wanting more. I know the first season was during 2005. Hell, I was in grade 6 then. I don't know this yet. 

More than Christmas Programs

So I just came from two Christmas Programs today. One was the our departmental Christmas Program and the other one was the FamJam. So, okay, like any other Christmas Programs and Parties, we would all have the chance to enjoy, to play, to be happy, to exchange gifts, and dress like freaks. Of course, as a requirement for the signing of clearance, I had to attend both of them. To enjoy these, we had to pay more than Php300 for the consumption of both.

Forever a-Quote

I have a plan to create another blog. It's not another personal blog like this one where I will be writing anything under the sun. I will be posting some quotes I have collected. Actually, I am a quote collector albeit I am not that avid one who has thousands. To date, I have about 150 quotes, which I got from reading books, watching movies, listening to lectures, reading stories, etc. I have been into this business for about three years already. I know, I am a slow one. It's hard collecting quotes, you know. You need sharp hearing skills or that precious quotation will be lost forever. Haha. Good thing books are printed, so I could always peek at them when I rewrite them.


I actually have a notebook with all the quotes that I have collected. I think I have occupied a small number of pages. Hey, 150 quotes will not reach 50 pages of a notebook. Haha. But seriously, I do have.


I plan to make that blog by next year, since I'm a little busy this year with all those Christmas parties and extravaganzas going on. Well, for a start, here's one I got from the series, How I met Your Mother which I just watched a while ago:

"so that's the upside of hurt. sometimes they happen for a reason." Ted Mosby (How I met Your Mother)

I really did watch that show a while ago. I'm not a worthless cheater who would just get quotes from quote books or from the internet. I'm only cheating myself. And who knows? I may have a thousand of quotes in due time. Haha.

Love is...

being able to help other people without any exchange of money.


So yesterday I made history. In my own history book, of course.

So let me tell you a secret. In my 11 years of stay in my school, It was my first time to attend a rummage sale.  To define simply a rummage sale, it's when we sell our collected goods from It was exhilarating and very tiring. It was very unexplainable.

So this is how it went. All the collected goods were put in a place. Then, those from our adopted barangays would be given free stubs. They would spend those stubs in buying those goods appropriately. Php20 for 10 dresses, Php40 for dry goods, Php40 for rice, and I don't know how much the toys are. Of course, it was very fun to sell and to help them carry those heavy loads they had. I laughed watching some -- err -- volunteers selling the goods to them, especially at the clothes section. I tell you, they are better than some store salesladies. They can convince the buyers to buy the clothes they are holding. On the toys section part, the volunteers are those looking for toys to be given to the buyers. On the food goods and rice, we were the ones to carry them to their places -- considering the fact that majority of them are old people.

It's very fulfilling to help other people. This happy feeling of helping people is better than having been payed with money. I never needed money in exchange for volunteerism. I never needed requirements to go. It is because, some of the "volunteers" went there because of requirements. Me? NO! I came because of freewill and because of my deep intention to help. I did not give during the Christmas Drive, so this is my way to give back. Hey, it's not about the points that count anyway. Haha. next year, I'm certainly going to join again.

The Avengers

The Avengers. I'm so mindfucked right now. Haha. I don't know what mindfuck means, but when I'll do, I know I'm really mindfucked right now. Haha. Anyways, I came across a piture from 9gag. At first, I thought, "Please, Photoshop LVL 100." But, then, I was kind of convinced that it was true. So, I checked Google out. And so I was wrong. I was stunned by the big names and familiar superheroes that flashed before me.

Okay.


Ironman.

Incredible Hulk.

Captain America. (Though I've never watched the movie yet, I've watched the cartoons of this before.)

Thor. (Never watched it, but familiar with it.)

SCARLETT JOHANSSON! as Black Widow.

COBIE SMULDERS aka Robin Scherbatsky on How I met your Mother as Maria Hill.

Samuel L. Jackson.


Okay!

A star-studded, hero-loaded, fight-bombarded, and plot-charged film. I'm so watching this next year! I'll do every possible mean to watch this. If I don't forget to watch this film, I'm so gonna kill myself. Okay, not literally. HAha.

What to expect from this film?

I think it's gonna be finished with many question marks on my face. Why? Because of the number of main characters with different characteristics and storylines, there would be some lapses and unended plots. I mean, so, they live on other cities and they would immediately meet on one place and would fight together? Haha. How would that be enough for 1hour and 50 minutes? Hello?

Okay, it's too early to judge. I'm fucking excited! :D

Calypso

When I saw her, I remember the lines from my composition. Hahaha. 


i was enticed, hypnotized
when you walked by, i was mesmerized
you were radiant, your mystique
and your aura was so unique

Hahaha. Nevermind.


Well, anyways, a while ago, I went on a choir competition. This time was totally different because I was not a performer, just a mere spectator. It was a rather, unusual thing to just watch the show rather than be in the show. Haha. Nevermind, I wanted to try watching while the choir I was in would perform anyway. It felt different. I lauded when they performed. It was unexplainable. I got goosebumps after they sang their first song. Listening them perform the same song for two years led me to a conclusion that they've grown a lot! (It seems like I'm a critic here already. Well, FREEDOM OF SPEECH! Lol). I remember myself whispering some of the tunes of the song because I don't know the tune. Haha. Yeah.


Their next song was even more outstanding! They performed a christmas song that has been popularized by many many many singers. But theirs was different. It was the calypso version they sang. Yeah. This time, I had chills all around my freaking body especially when they were about to end. If only I can, I could have bowed down in front of them. The were outrageously excellent! Imagine, only high school students as good as those? They can beat the elder groups if they can! Hahaha. 


Well, Expect the expected, they won first prize! Haha. I came to a conclusion here. They won -- when I'm not a part of them. Maybe I'm the bad luck that kept them from losing. Haha. But, you cannot deny the fact that they all grew to be the best choir members and they've developed a lot, so I conclude, I did not bring bad luck to them, they just grew better. Haha.


Well, all I want to say is congratulations and keep up! Hahaha


Well, what's her name? I don't know. I've never seen her before. She was stunning with that red dress. She sang like an angel serenading everyone. Well, nevermind.


I'm sleepy.

An Epic Fail Poem

So, I came across my scratch of the poem I wrote during our press conference held last month. When I read it again, my mind began having it's own battle. One side of my brain says, "it's so good! Why didn't it win?" Another side of my brain said, "It's ugly. It deserves to lose. *evil laugh*" In any way, I felt that the whole world crushed when I was not one of the top 10, but now, I have come to realize that it's not only me who writes poems. Other writers are far more imaginative than I am. I'm just a writer from the waste land of broken dreams. But hey, I write, no one can take that away from me.

So going back to the poem, the task that we did was a Villanelle. I know that's the same format which made me win last year's press conference. Wikipedia cannot specifically define what villanelle is, but he can tell the format.

So, here is my epic fail poem. If you are keen with the poem, then you might get the format of the poem.


To the Unborn


I haven't even heard him sing
nor talk nor walk independently
he lost his life from the beginning.

His father left this poor young thing
his mother was lost, doing things foolishly
I haven't even heard him sing.

To the witch he went, she's pretty much regretting
the witch cried out, and took him out carelessly
he lost his life from the beginning.

He hasn't even seen the world rejoicing
he hasn't felt the love of a family
I haven't even heard him sing.

We all need to stop this event from happening
he, and all the young souls need to live happily
he lost his life from the beginning.

Don't kill them while they're inside agrowing
they need to experience living freely
I haven't even heard him sing
he lost his life from the beginning.


I know it sucks. Haha. But I did my best, so I still consider it a work of art. So, what'd you think?

Just Random Poems

Different poems. Yeah, I'm bored.




you run away, i run aground
the tunnels are creating a horrible sound
and when the yellow ribbons fall down
they make me weak, i'm caving in.
can you give me the medicine?
i already am to frown.
my brain seems to be malfunctioning
it aches so much, i'm dying!
please bring me a health clown.


***


are you the fluffy pokemon?
that brilliant nightingale astounding pokemon?
that pink fat pokemon?
that green-eyed smiling pokemon?
that easily-tempered pokemon?
that singer with marker pen pokemon?
that writing on faces pokemon?
that vandalizing pokemon?
that okay-i-don't-care-what-this guy-says pokemon?
that okay-i-don't-care-who-this-person-is-so-i'm-just-gonna-write-on-his-face pokemon?
okay, get a life! :D

MAXimum power!

I almost forgot. Today, we celebrate at home the 1st birthday -- err -- I mean, founding day of our pet, Max. He was adopted by our father last year when this little cat was about to be bumped by cars. He was skinny and feeble then. I don't know what's got into my father. He picked Max up and took it home. Now, after a year of crazy antics and broken glasses, we celebrate his awesomeness, his cute eyes, his despicable attitude, his meows, and all things about him. Yeah, it was not much of a celebration, but hey, it's a blessing that he's here!

Picture of Max when he was about two weeks old.

Yeah! Maximum power!

The Joys and Pains of One Man

And for my 90^th post, I’ll write a joyful one. Well, probably not.

I had a crush which may call Gaudete(It’s funny because yesterday was Gaudete Sunday – the Third Sunday of Advent). I stopped crushing on her for some reasons which I don’t even know. But, I tell you, she’s not the most beautiful girl in the world. She don’t have the most perfect hair, nor sense of fashion, but, I fell in love with her because of her simplicity and her nice personality.

I can still remember the moment when she became my crush.

I was in this group when I was in Grade 6. We were a bunch of weirdoes planning for Christmas parties and stuff for the school. Well, not much of weirdoes because we were all class officers at that. It was one hot afternoon when we got tired planning for that silly half-day event that one of my friends decided that we will play a game. In my mind, I thought of games where we would run and hide, or fight with pillows, or dance to the beat of the music. But it was not. She closed the lights and the room was dim. She assembled us all to form a circle. Wait, it’s not what it’s supposed to be. Well, it is. We were to play the classic game, “Truth or Dare.” Believe me, it was my first time playing that game then.

Her name, music to my ears.

And so we all sat down. It was a fresh start. I had all the laughs and jeers until the bottle pointed straight to me. Well, I was shocked for a moment. Why me? I thought myself. Well, Obviously, I can never escape the wrath of that bottle because I was part of the game, of course. If you ask if I chose truth or dare, I would always answer TRUTH, up to now. I never ever answered DARE yet, and never will I. *evil laugh* So, my classmate asked me that question that changed my life forever, “Who is your crush?”

I was silent for a moment. I don’t know who to answer. The truth is, I never had a crush that time yet. In my mind, all I was thinking of are games, and food, and games, and school… and games. I thought very deep for an answer, but when I wanted to give up, they tried to punish me by squeezing both of my hands. That hurts, you know! Haha. I thought very, very deep. Who is the most beautiful girl in our batch? Hmmm? Wait, I’ll just say, “Gaudete!” I answered. All of them smiled at me. I swear to God that I had no feelings for her that day, but I just said it.

The next questions just got worse.

For grade 6 pupils, those questions were really out of the box. They would ask, “if she was a thing in your bedroom, what would it be?” Others would answer pillow, or blanket, or whatever. I can’t remember my answer already. Hah. Hah. It’s more than 5 years ago!

The Virgin

On this day, ohh Beautiful Mother, on this Day, we give thee our lives.

December 8 is chosen as the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception. 


According to Wikipedia,the Immaculate Conception of Mary is a dogma of the Roman Catholic Church, according to which the Virgin Mary was conceived without any stain of original sin.


The solemnity is celebrated on December 8 and is one of the mandatory days outside the Sunday masses wherein Catholics are obliged to attend mass.


At school, we took part in the celebration of the day. We had our school mass. I knew from the start that it was going to be a normal mass. From the readings, to the offertory, to the communion. However, what was extraordinary during the mass was when we sang one of the communion songs. We were singing that song with all our hearts, but then, when that line was sung by us, it was as if, it hit me like an arrow. Some tears covered my eyes. It never fell down, because I stopped it from rolling. I know I've sang this song like a million times already, but it was only that time that I was deeply moved by the song, so much that it left me teary eyed. I love the Lord, it said repeatedly on all verses. 



I wanted to let them repeat this song again, but it they didn't. After all, if they did, I might be crying in front of the microphone already, and be embarrassed in front of thousands of students waiting in line to receive Jesus Christ through the host. Well, I could listen to it all the time, though.


I just love the Lord.


Well, after that mass, we had our group sharing of what and how our Church looks like and what our role is for the Church. There plenty of sharings. It was a pretty boring discussion and we're so glad that it finished fast. I might have taken a slumber if it went on slower than usual. Hah. Hah. 

In celebration of the Solemnity of the Immaculate Conception, we had a chance to watch one of the greatest love stories ever told and was portrayed in a movie. The Nativity Story is one heck of a movie to cherish forever. Majority of those were not in the Bible, however, it was very realistic which makes me think that it's a pretty accurate to what really happened. 


I was struck by the Nativity Scene wherein Joseph was the one who helped Mary deliver the baby Jesus. It was very heartwarming. Hah. Hah. I was also amazed by how the three magi computed for the exact time for the star. Everything was very good! I can't find any wrong on the show. 


I was disappointed by the tomato meter of this. It's just 38%! Gosh. I can't believe it. Ohh, well, it's they're own opinion of the movie. If I were to rate this movie, it would be 89%.


After watching the movie, we had our living rosary, the twisted way.


Instead of the usual, Holy Mary, we twisted it in a way that we pray for each country. For example, we would say, "Holy Mary, Queen of Virgins, pray for Canada, now and at the hour of our death, Amen." Isn't that nice? Pray for 50 countries around the world with Mary as the one we pray for. 


On this day, I would like to pause for a while and thank Mary for being so humble and obedient. She serves as an example for all of us. I would like to thank Mary for bearing Jesus Christ. It caused our salvation. I thank Mary for being a good wife to Joseph and being with him during those times. She's the first woman I have ever loved. Who knew what have happened to us without Mary, the Mother of God.

The Dialect Dilemma

You know what’s hard? It’s not carrying your another person and lifting her five feet above the ground. It’s not even taking up an entrance exam for College. It’s when you are very fluent in speaking your own dialect, but when it’s already difficult reading it. That’s hard.

Just a little a while ago, I had a sudden burden up on my shoulders. It was a rather boring Wednesday morning when I was suddenly pulled out from playing Feeding Frenzy. Who knew this could waste my time. I never knew where I was going. I was too innocent to know. Hah! Hah! What I didn’t realize is that I was about to embark to something I cannot back out. The people kept coming into that office as I sat and stare as one scary white lady spoke various things in front of us. I was like, “Okay. Why am I here?” Well, tomorrow’s the Solemnity of Immaculate Conception and that what they were planning about. I just sat there and waited for the meeting to finish. I went outside that room with only 19% knowledge of what I’m going to do. Hah! Hah! That’s not the worst part.

After one hour, we were given those pieces of paper which we are going to relate tomorrow during the group sharing. Okay. I did not read it at first. But when night came and I started reading them, damn it was so hard! I speak the dialect, but it’s so damn hard reading it, aloud! I would laugh at myself for being like that, but what else can I do? I grew up in a Filipino and English speaking school. I grew up barely speaking in the dialect. If we are to make a bar on my usage of my language and the dialect, the Filipino language would be higher than my Ilocano dialect. I can’t deny that fact. I would put the emphasis of the words on different syllables until I get the correct one. I don’t even know the definition of some of the words. Hah! Hah!

I read the small piece of booklet for about two hours aloud – with intervals of course because I was watching New Girl and Glee – and when I finished reading it, I was like, “Huh?” I only understood a little part of it. Okay, never mind the drama. Okay. Okay. Time to hit the hay. We’ve got a big day ahead.

singco

It's been a while.



Yeah. It's been days since I last surfed the internet. One obvious reason is that, I currently have no internet connection so I can't surf the net or blog at all. So, thank the school because they provide free internet for their students. With this free internet at hand, I now have the opportunity to surf the net again.

 Facebook was rather boring. For a FOREVER ALONE LVL 20 guy like me, we expect that the notification will just be few. For that almost one week without internet, I only had 12 notifications. HAhaha. Guess what, 78% are notifications with me not entirely connected with it, or just random people asking for requests. Yeah. I accept that.

Twitter was also boring. When was the freaking time when twitter became so alive?! Hahaha.

Youtube. I was surprised with the site. My eyes grew wide with the new look of YouTube. It's like, it's already harder to manipulate or browse at YouTube now. It's more stuffed, with less videos on screen. I had a hard time laughing. It's more like Yahoo! already than YouTube.  There are tabs which say, "Comedy," and, "Music," and other stuff. I kinda miss the old YouTube. But, they won't bring that back, ever. 

Argh. Whatever. You're actually boring December 5, 2011. Let's move on with the dates! :D

Hooted Up.

I was fourth year high school then. It was a boring weekend afternoon. I haven’t checked if I had any homeworks that time, nor projects nor any requirements. I was only watching television. Being a music fan myself, I would always tune in to Myx, the Music Channel in our country, or MTV Philippines. Well, I don’t know what else to watch – Disney Channel maybe or Star Movies. I don’t know. I don’t watch local shows.