time waits for no one..

Stay there.

2012-01-18T23:20:00.001+08:00

You were supposed to be a dream.. a beautiful paradise.
A land of hope and happiness.

I nurtured the thought, hoping that someday, all of these would come.
I know that I am not supposed to take care of you.
But deep inside, I really want you.

But then, as this grew deeper inside of me, you made my anxieties grew.
I can’t just get you out of my head. You’ve been bothering me every time now.

Before I clearly realized it, I created a monster.

You ate my peace. You gave me a lot of confusions. It’s starting to hurt.
I can’t escape from you for you always find your way to get me. You’ve been lurking behind the shadows. You’ve been visiting me on my sleep. You’ve been haunting my whole life.

Even if how much I wanted you, I just have to get rid of you.
Destroy you before you completely devour the whole of me.

It’s hard for me to kill you so I have to find some other way.

I buried you, hoping that you would just rot there in time.
No, you’re not dead yet. You were just buried alive.

The confusions and anxieties slowly grew smaller. Peace is slowly coming back to me and I’m slowly getting my life back in order.

I hoped this would just go on.

But no.

You’re also slowly making your way out of the ground.

Please no.

I just can’t have you back in my life now.

So no.

Please stay buried for the moment.
Please just stay there.

So that if ever the time comes that I would stumble upon you and decided to dig you up, I won’t get affected by your existence anymore… that you can haunt me no longer… that I would want you no more.

So please.

Stay there.

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I was supposed to point to a third person but decided to use “you” instead of “it”.
This could be figurative.. but who really knows? ;)

12.25.2011

2011-12-26T16:16:00.001+08:00

Happy birthday, Jesus :D
Merry Christmas, everyone!

Thank You, Lord God for the gift of family, friends, life.
Thank You for my ## years of existence.
Thank You for all the experiences, for all the people I’ve met, for the blessings, for making me ME.

Thank you, dear family for always being there, especially to my ever supportive parents.
Thank you, little sister for the letter. I find it so sweet.
For the relatives who were here, thank you so much.
I really had fun and I hope we could get together again some other day. [:

Thank you, friends who spent the day with me.
Thank you to those people who helped buy and prepare the oyster. XD
Thank you because I was able to light some candles.
Thank you because I had fun at the plaza.
Thank you for the food and drinks.
For the time, talks and all, I appreciate them so much.
Thank you for staying up late.. or actually staying up till early in the morning.
Thank you for watching the sunrise with me, although there really was no sun. XD
Thank you all for the greetings – all are read, appreciated and actually “documented”. :p

I hope that this would be another fruitful and fun year.
To everyone, I hope to have you until the end. [:

Love lots.

God bless always. ^^

Maybe.

2011-11-13T14:48:00.001+08:00

I’ve been reading old blog posts from my other blog – ChurvAYA and came upon this one. Reminds me of hmmmn.. ;]
Anyways, I’ll be crossposting this one here ~

I did like you.
Well.. I still do.
I just like you like you, not that I am in love with you.
Well, I love you.
But not that kind of love.
I know you are not mine.
And it’s really okay if I don’t own you.
But this uneasy feeling of knowing you belong to someone else…
Not that I am jealous.
Not that I want you for my own.
Maybe I’m just scared…
Scared that you might drift away from me.
Scared to lose you… even if you are not really mine.
Maybe I just learned to keep you.
…
You are special..
And maybe I was kind of hoping that I was special for you, too.
…
I have been thinking,
That maybe when it was in another place and time,
It could have been the two of us.
…
Not that I was wishing we will end up together..
Not that I want you for myself..
But then again..
Maybe…
Just maybe…
I actually do.

Faraway Love

2011-11-09T21:27:00.001+08:00

I have always looked at you from afar.
I don’t know if you have noticed me.
And maybe I am quite sure that you have not.

You are out of my league.
This distance…
Even if I try, I still can’t reach you.

Now, I sit quietly here as I look at you from afar.
No complaints. Just contentment.
For at least I know, that here in my heart,

you are always mine.

* Actually, this just pops out of my mind while I was staring at the moon again.
I have this unexplainable “admiration” for the moon. Just staring at it makes me feel I’m being sucked into another world. Or something like that. ~
Anyways, there. [:

Someday.

2011-10-31T13:42:00.001+08:00

It was time that allowed our paths to meet.

It was also time that parted us.

I don’t know why..

I don’t know how..

But I am certain that some time in the future, our roads will meet again.

And by then, everything would be fine.

Nothing to stop us.

Nothing to break us.

No hindrances.. no problems..

Just us.

…

It will happen.

Maybe not in this world..

Not in this timeline..

But, I have a feeling..

Somewhere.. someday..

It will come.

“To a world that answers NONE of them at all.”

2011-10-09T21:34:00.001+08:00

How did it become like this?

When did fate decided to take this turn?

Why does it have to be this way?

Is this what I really want?

Why does it hurt?

Do I deserve this?

Can we go back to where this all started?

…

No..

Can we travel back in time?

Way back before the day that started this all?

Could I change destiny’s course?

Or would it be better if we had not met at all?

That we shouldn’t have known each other?

Could that make things better?

Would that make me feel lighter?

…

Would I be happy?

Somewhere.

2011-10-07T23:28:00.001+08:00

I want to run.

I want to go to some place…
somewhere they can’t bother me…
somewhere they can’t find me…
some place nobody knows me…
somewhere nobody minds…
somewhere I can find peace…
somewhere…
… just somewhere far from here.

I want to leave.
Even for just a while…
Even for just a single day…
I just want to get away from here.

But then, I can still find myself standing on the same place…
As if my feet are glued to the ground.

No.
I have to go.
Just this once.

I have to let go of all these heavy feelings.
I have to rid myself of all the confusions.
Just for once, allow me to put them all down.

Maybe then…
Just this once…

I could finally fly.

It’s been a while.

2011-09-18T22:25:00.001+08:00

Last night, I saw my white-haired prince.

It’s been a very looooooong time since I last saw him.

This time, he’s also grown up.

But then…

This time, I’m too shy to approach him.
Like I can’t have anything to talk to him about..
As if we are strangers..
He seems so far away.

His back was facing me..
I can’t see his face.

But I know it is him.
I am sure.

I could recognize him of his hair.

I decided to go to him.

When I got near him, he turned around and faced me..
just to give me a hug.

No words were spoken.

…

Just a hug.

…

And then…

.
.
.

I woke up.

Muslim sees Jesus

2011-09-09T22:33:00.001+08:00

A friend from Facebook posted this one and I’m thinking of sharing this one here as well.

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Left to Die

By age 34, Nasir Siddiki, a successful businessman, had made his first million, but money meant nothing to him on his deathbed. Diagnosed with the worst case of shingles ever admitted to Toronto General Hospital , his immune system shut down and doctors left him to die.

The next morning I woke in a sterile room on the eighth floor of the hospital, my skin burning as though someone had doused me in gasoline and lit a match. I felt on fire from the inside out.

My doctor arrived and looked at me in wonder. “The blisters are multiplying so fast I can literally watch them grow,” he said. ‘”Your body isn’t fighting back.”

The next morning, in addition to shingles, I had chicken pox from head to toe. I was put in strict isolation. That evening my temperature soared to 107.6 degrees — hot enough to leave my brain permanently scrambled.

For days I continued to deteriorate. My nerve endings became so inflamed that a hair drifting across my skin sent shock waves of fire rippling through my body. By week’s end, I was listed in critical condition.

My Last Hope

In life, I’d been bold, self confident, a risk taker. But facing death, I was terrified. I had no idea what might await me on the other side. I’d been raised as a Moslem in London , England , and I understood Allah was not a god who heals.

My only hope was in medicine.

I eventually slipped so close to death that the doctors didn’t know I could hear them when they examined me. “His immune system has simply shut down,” one of them said.

“He’s dying,” the other confirmed. “His immune system must be compromised by AIDS.”

I don’t have AIDS! I wanted to shout, but I couldn’t form the words. Then it hit me. He said I’m dying!

The doctors spoke quietly to my co-worker, Anita. “In a few hours he’ll be dead,” they said. “If by some miracle he lives, he’ll probably be blind in his right eye, deaf in his right ear, paralyzed on his right side and he may be severely brain damaged from the high fever.”

Then they left.

They left me here to die! I felt like a drowning man going down for the third time. Gathering my strength I whispered a prayer. “God, if you’re real, don’t let me die!”

In His Presence

During the darkest hour of the night, I woke and saw a man at the foot of my bed. Rays of light emanated from him, allowing me to see his outline. I couldn’t see his face, it was too bright. No one had to tell me, I knew it was Jesus.

The Koran mentions Jesus; Moslems believe He existed, not as the son of God, but as a good man and a prophet. I knew this wasn’t Mohammed. I knew it wasn’t Allah. Jesus was in my room. There was no fear, only peace.

“Why would You come to a Moslem when everyone else has left me to die?” I wondered.

Without words, he spoke to me. “I Am the God of the Christians. I Am the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob.”

That’s all He said. He didn’t mention my illness. He didn’t mention my impending death. As suddenly as He appeared, He was gone.

The next morning, the same two doctors arrived to examine me. “The blisters have stopped growing!”

“We don’t know what happened, but the shingles virus has gone into remission!”

The following day, still in pain and covered with blisters, I was discharged from the hospital with a suitcase full of drugs. “Don’t leave home,” the doctor cautioned. “It will be months before the blisters go away, and when they do you’ll be left with white patches of skin and scars. The pain could last for years.”

Stepping outside into the morning sun, I looked like a cross between a leper and the Elephant Man. When people saw me, they crossed to the other side of the street. However, my mind was not on my looks; my thoughts were on Jesus. There was no doubt in my mind that Jesus’ presence in my room had stopped the shingles virus. Whatever else Jesus may be, I realized that in His presence miracles happened.

That fact left me with one consuming question: Is Jesus the Son of God as the Christians claim, or is He just a prophet as I was taught?

At home that evening, in spite of the drugs, the pain and itching was so severe I almost had to tie my hands. Even so, I fell into a restless sleep wondering about Jesus.

Learning to Live

The next morning, I woke early and turned on the television. Flipping through the channels, I froze when I saw the following words across the screen: Is Jesus the Son of God?

I listened intently as two men spent the entire program discussing this topic — answering all of my questions. Before the show went off the air, one of the men led the television audience in a prayer. My body was aflame with pain but I knelt on my living room floor anyway. Tears streaming down my face, I repeated the prayer and invited Jesus into my heart.

Immediately a voracious spiritual hunger sprang up within me. I had to know more about Jesus. In spite of my doctor’s orders to stay inside, the next day I went out and bought a Bible. First I read the books of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John. Still ravenous, I started in Genesis and read through the Bible during my sleepless nights.

Meanwhile, Anita brought me books and teaching tapes explaining the Gospel. I devoured them while continuing to study the Word of God. As my understanding of faith began to grow, I dug out a picture of how I looked before shingles. I prayed and asked God to make me look that way again.

Nasir and Anita Siddiki

Jesus, My Healer

One week after my discharge from the hospital, I woke and found my pillow covered in blisters. I must have clawed them in my sleep, I thought. I crawled out of bed and stepped into the shower. What had started on my pillow was finished in the shower: Every blister fell off my body!

Instead of being covered with patches of white and scar tissue, my skin was simply red and raw. It slowly healed, returning to its pre-shingles condition. When it did, I not only looked human, I looked like I did before I got sick, except for the scars that I still carry on my chest.

None of the doctor’s dire predictions came true. My eyesight was 20/20. My hearing was normal. My speech was unimpaired. I suffered no brain damage.

My healing was miraculous, swift and complete. I never suffered from lingering pain or any other complication. Not only did I have the worst case of shingles ever admitted to Toronto General Hospital , I also had the most miraculous recovery.

Jesus, the God of the Christians, showed up in the hospital room of a dying Moslem and healed me. But that wasn’t the greatest miracle He performed. The transformation that occurred in my heart was even more dramatic than the one that occurred in my body.

An international teacher and evangelist, Dr. Nasir Siddiki is the founder of Wisdom Ministries (WisdomMinistries.org). He lives in Tulsa , OK with his wife Anita and their two sons.

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Source: http://www.facebook.com/notes/geoff-waugh/muslim-sees-jesus-in-toronto-canada/10150797012550361

** Thank you, Janno for sharing this one. (:

“There are no games.”

2011-08-25T21:59:00.001+08:00

I got crazy for a while there when I saw this one showed up when I was about to play the PSP.

Yes.

It said that there are no games when there actually are.

I tried removing the games and putting them back.
Still, it would say that there aren’t.

I kind of blamed myself there.
I’ve just added this new game.
Maybe this is my fault.

I would feel really sorry for my sister who worked (or played, rather) so hard for her to “beautify” her farm.

I tried searching on the net for possible reasons why it would say that there are no games.

Tralala~!

I then came across this forum.
And there~!

I found out they’ve got the same problem after adding THAT GAME – the one I also just recently added!

PFFT!

THIS REALLY IS MY FAULT!

But thanks to that forum, the problem was immediately solved!

The game actually deletes the GAME folder.
So to resolve this, you have to put back the GAME folder.
Put inside the PSP folder. Create a blank textfile – name it new.txt – and put it inside the GAME folder.

That’s it!

Works like magic, eh? :D

All thanks : afterdawn

Thank you also to Riku and Herard for also trying to figure out what could be the problem.
Very much appreciated.
Arigatou! :D

Ayisharu.TK

2011-08-23T23:25:00.001+08:00

I’ve registered my blog on this site which offers free domain name, Dot.TK.

Now, you can actually just type ayisharu.tk (yes, not the whole ayisharu.blahblahblah.thing), and you will be redirected here.
Though the long URL still works.

Subarashii! :D

I don’t know how long I can have this domain name, though.

I’ve read about this from a Lucas’ blog.

Thank you for sharing this one.

** Click here to read his post.

Fairy Tail ~ HMN.

2011-08-21T16:08:00.001+08:00

On this same day, 21st of August, 2 years ago, I posted this one on my FB page:

“Fairy Tail (anime) SOON~!! ^^ can't wait~!! x3”

I was very much excited to see the anime out.
Though there were comments such as “I think it’s too early for an anime to be released.” and “I just hope the anime won’t ruin the manga.”, I was on high hopes that it would go just fine.

Now, I am kind of anxious.

The Edolas arc of the anime is nearing its end. The next arc would be the S-Class Trial arc – which is the latest arc on the manga.

I have thought of two possible things that may happen.

One is, they have to discontinue the anime.
And have like, a second season or something to be released on later dates.

The other is, FILLERS.
Yes. Amfin’ fillers.
And if they go with this, I would not be surprised if they’d put a few episodes about Lisanna – that one character that I really don’t find “important”. She’s got much exposure on the anime, though, compared with the manga.

Anyhow, I still hope the story in the anime won’t ruin my currently fave manga.

But if I were to choose between those two things that I thought would possibly happen, I’d rather go with the first one.
Discontinue and have a second season in the future.

I can’t stand the thought of seeing too much about Lisanna.

It’s just…

AMF.

In Our Eyes

2011-08-17T23:01:00.001+08:00

Let me start by citing a short personal experience..

A few months ago, I was ranting about this new fellow I have met.

Not that I was backbiting.
Not that I was talking bad about him.

It’s just that…
In him, I can see things I do not like.

Then there’s this friend who talked about how good this new fellow is.

All the compliments and praise.

And I asked myself, “Why?”

Why haven’t I seen this side of him?
Why?

Maybe because..

Sometimes, we see things not of what they really are but of what we choose to see.

Yes.

Sometimes, we are blinded by what we want to see..
To hear..
To feel..
To believe.

We have different views on things.

Take this as another example.

IAMNOWHEREFORYOU

In your eyes..

What do you see?

Stand Up

2011-08-13T12:09:00.001+08:00

I fell.

I fell deep.

It left me with bruises and some broken bones.

I was hesitant to stand. And I doubt I could walk well after the fall.

Those times were hard.

I don't want to face anyone.
I don't want to do anything.
I don't want anyone to feel pity for me.
I don't want to feel pathetic.

During those times I isolated myself from the rest of the world, a cane presented itself.

It was a beautiful crane... NOT.

It was actually ugly.
It doesn't suit my taste.
It is old.
It belongs to somebody else.
And I don't want use it.

I don't want to use such thing.
And I don't really need it at that.

But it is still there.. just waiting for me to use it.

I ignored it.
Well..
I tried to ignore it.
But I just can't.

Somehow, there's something about its presence.

Even if it knows that I don't want to use it, it's still there.. reminding me that I am not alone.That there is always something that would help me to stand up again.

When I held it for the first time, it's as if its telling me to try to stand up... that it is about time for me to forget the fall.

There may be scars left. But I should not stop living.

Life must go on.

Even with broken bones, I somehow managed to stand with the help of the crane.

And yes.. I was finally able to make a few steps forward.

The ugly old crane was not that bad at all. In fact, I love using it.
Thanks to it I was able to move on with my life.

Days passed and I was able to walk well again.. with the use of the crane.

I was slowly feeling fine.

My wounds were healed.
No more bruises.
No more broken bones.

But that would also mean, no more crane.

I have to stand up with my own legs.

Yes.

It is also about time to stop being dependent.

Life must go on.

Stand up.

* this I found on my drafts. XD

Update: Comments

2011-08-13T11:16:00.001+08:00

So.

I am now using Disqus as suggested by Aj.

Yes. It is a nice commenting system. :D

Thank you for suggesting this one. ^__^

Just another blog update.

That is all. :D

Whichever

2011-08-06T12:47:00.001+08:00

I am crossposting this one from my “more” personal blog – and with a few edits.
Here it goes…

I am watching those videos of a game I used to play before.

And I can't help but feel sad of this one.. or two? .. things of the story.

In one of the world,
there's this rich boy named Van who loves to paint.
He spends all his time painting...
because he is always alone.
His mom died when he was still young and his father just doesn't have time for him.
His father was a painter back then but stopped and got busy with business.
All he wanted was to have his father time for him.
He was never happy.

In another alternate world,
the same boy Van has to look for money in order to pay their rent.
His family is poor.
His mother died and his father spends his time painting.
He has to sell his "good" paintings in order to earn money.
Van and his father has all the time in the world.
But they aren't happy.

What made me sad about this is that, in whichever dimension, Van does not have true happiness.

Later on in the game, he joins the main character in its quest of finding the Frozen Flame and whatsoever.

I don’t know what happens with Van after this game was completed.

I just hope he is happy, at least.

101: HA’s.

2011-08-05T21:58:00.001+08:00

For today’s AYA 101, let’s talk about teh different “HA’s”.

Ha?
- I did not hear you.
- I beg your pardon.
Huh?
- I do not understand.
- I didn’t get teh point.
- I am confused.
Hah?!
- I am surprised.
- That is unbelievable.
Hah!
- I am unimpressed.
- You’re annoying.
- End of conversation.
Ha, ha.
- Sarcastic laugh.
Ha~~? (That tone when you’re trying to emphasize something)
- Do you understand?
- I don’t want to remind you again.
- Adds to teh sarcasm.
Hahahahaha. (can be verbal/written)
- I am laughing. (yeah, what’s more to explain? XD)
Haha. (written)
- I am not amused.
- I want you to stop talking to me.
- I am not in the mood.

So there ya go~

Meaning and definition are subject to change.
Teh “Ha’s” change meaning depending on use and situation. :p

Just dreams.

2011-08-04T00:44:00.001+08:00

I have been having “consecutive” weird dreams.

Yes.

Consecutive.

If any of you knows how to interpret dreams, or just love analyzing things or anything, I’d love to hear from you.

So, here it goes.

Snake.

I know, everyone has already dreamed of snakes once in a while. And I remember there are different interpretations of snake dreams, depending on what the snake is doing in your dream. But let me share this one.

I need to go to the bathroom.
So I went outside the house to find just a toilet bowl.
Yes.
Just a toilet bowl.

No walls and roof to cover you.
Just a toilet bowl.

And there was a man “guarding” it.
I asked if it is okay to use it.
He said yes.

As I approached it, I noticed this very huge snake head popping out from some kind of table-thingy – which also just came out from nowhere. It doesn’t really look like a snake but I just felt that it is one. So I immediately stepped back.

I don’t know what to do.
I thought of doing that pretend-you’re-a-statue-thing but seeing this huge snake, I decided to run back inside the house. Seeing me run, the snake chased me. As I got inside the house, I immediately locked the front door. But the snake in my dreams was just so wise that it decided to go around the house and enter through the backdoor. I hurriedly ran towards the backdoor, too. I warned everyone inside (3 people, to be exact) that there is this huge snake and they have to help me close everything – doors, windows, etc. But they were busy eating.
Yes.
Busy eating.

As I pushed the backdoor to close it, the snake pushed back so it could open it. So we were actually pushing the door, seeing who is stronger. With all the “pushing” I decided to let go and run as fast as I can to open the front door. I was hoping that if the snake would come in and see another open door, it would enter there – which would actually lead it out.

I opened it, stand over the table.
It worked!
The snake gently crawled out of the front door.
But I was impatient.
Before it even “fully” got out, I closed the door, hitting some part of the snake.
The snake crawled back inside again and under my table.

I woke up.

Sharks.

I was swimming on a beach with a few friends – who I really don’t recognize. I noticed that there was some kind of current pulling me away from the shore. I tried my best to swim so I could get out from the water – which was not really that hard.

Later when I got out, someone told me I was lucky.
There was actually a whale shark behind me and it was its meal time.
Not that they are dangerous, but the current was caused by this filter-feeding-activity-thingy.

A huge wave then came.
A shark was carried to the shore.
Yes. The kind that we always see on shark movies.

Another wave came.
Another shark.
A hammerhead one.

The third wave came.
Now, it’s the whale shark.

I don’t know what’s with these sharks.
It’s weird.

Chicks.

When I say “chicks”, I meant the baby chickens.

I was sort of watching some kind of show, or maybe there was this lecture.. well, I really don’t know.

Thing is, we were taught that chicks are surprisingly very amazing creatures.

When you prick a chick by its neck using its beak, it would “sing” beautifully.

Yes, they will bleed.
Yes, they will get hurt.

But they will be able to have beautiful voices.

Another amazing thing about them is that when they see a dying chick, they prick the dying chick’s neck and their neck as well, so that it could share its blood.

Their blood is some kind of cure.

Well, sort of.

Curse.

Here is this one thing that bothered me most.

I went to this some kind of place. It was something…… something I could not clearly explain.

Then there’s this couple who came to me and asked for alms. And they were kind of selling me something, too.

I have nothing to give them, and I don’t really want that something they’re selling so.. yeah. You know what happens.

But as I turned back, I noticed they were uttering something.

I tried my best to listen.
I realized it was some kind of curse.

Or like they are just really saying mean things about me.

But whatever.

I confronted them.

I got angry.

And I walked away.

------------------

There is still one, but I can’t clearly express it out.

I don’t really know.
This is just so weird.

It should have been better if I have dreamed of Never Land and my Peter Pan again.

Oh, how I missed it.

Peter Pan, where art thou!?
Take me to Never Land!

…

Well, I am really used to having weird dreams.
But this?

I mean, “consecutively”!?

There must be something.

There must be.

Or well, maybe, I really don’t have to take this seriously.

After all..

They’re really just dreams.

101 : Noisy. Silent.

2011-07-29T01:06:00.001+08:00

For today’s AYA 101, I’ll state some “meanings” behind my being annoyingly noisy at times, and my being disturbingly quiet some other times. XD

I don’t know if this would be true to all but here are what being noisy and silent means, IMO.

When I’m being noisy..

I am bored.
I can’t keep my mouth shut.
I want to be annoying.
I want to annoy you.
I have nothing else to do.
The silence is killing me.
I want to “think out loud”.
I’m just being a chatterbox.
I want to rant.
I want to rave.
I want to talk.
I am in the mood.
I just want to get your attention.

When I’m being silent..

I am bored.
I just want to keep my mouth shut.
I don’t want to annoy anyone.
I don’t want to be annoying.
I don’t want anyone to disturb me.
It may also mean that I am waiting for someone to actually disturb me.
I am annoyed.
I am irritated.
I’m enjoying my silence.
I am listening to myself think for a while.
I don’t want to listen to anything.
I am not in the mood.
I am being awkward.
I am thinking something really deep.
I just have nothing to say.
I don’t want your attention.
Or it could also be that I just want to get your attention. XD

So there ya go~!

AYA 101

2011-07-23T00:43:00.001+08:00

I am lacking of new blog posts.

So today, I have decided to have this “AYA 101”.

Yes. Just silly little AYA things.

As for this post, I would like to define some words.. the AYA-way.

So here it goes.

FRUSTRATION
- Going to McDonald’s just to find out that they’re out of coke float.

DEPRESSION
- That feeling when someone tells you “you’ve become skinnier”.

BOREDOM
- No internet connection.

Well, that’s all for now.

Until next time, folks. XD

Facebook vs Tumblr ?

2011-06-25T18:44:00.001+08:00

Let’s get straight to the point.

I have nothing against these two amazing sites.

I love Facebook! And I love Tumblr as well.

I just don’t get why people compare Facebook and Tumblr.
I mean, HELLO!? They are two DIFFERENT sites.

One is intended to be able interact online with people you know.
To keep in touch.
Where you can upload photos of yourself.
Where you can send IM’s to your friends.

The other is for blogging purposes.
To express what one wants to express.
Or in this case since only a few people “do blogging” (since most users only do REBLOGS), they repost stuffs they are able to relate with.

There’s this..
“Tumblr makes you love people you don’t know.
Facebook makes you hate people you know in real life.”

I don’t really agree. Maybe the reason you “love” those people you don’t know in Tumblr because you find their posts great. And you think they perfectly understand what you’re going through because their posts perfectly explains what you are feeling.
And maybe you tend to “hate” those you know from Facebook because you never saw them post anything about what you are feeling. As if they don’t care about you. Or I don’t really know why you just end up hating them.

You hate those that are having lovey-dovey posts on Facebook. But you love those Tumblr users posting pictures of them and their partner going lovey-dovey.

Again, I have nothing against these sites. Only the people using them. ~~(and I think I’ll be posting a rant about this one of these days XD)~~

Then people would go saying “Tumblr is better than Facebook”.

Why? Did people ever compare Youtube and Deviantart?

No, because there’s no point comparing. These are two very different sites with very different purpose.
But why is Facebook and Tumblr being compared? (and sometimes, they include Twitter in the comparison, too)

So there.

Facebook vs Tumblr?

I don’t think so.

Waiting

2011-05-11T23:03:00.001+08:00

Waiting is tiresome… Really.

But then someone asked me how come I don’t get mad even if he arrives very late.
And that it’s actually pretty good that I “do” some stuffs to keep myself entertained while waiting (like eating snacks, or playing on some kind of arcade, whatever).

And I really don’t know what to say.

I actually get mad.

I really hate waiting.

And then, just recently, I’ve made this GIF.

Maybe this would explain what actually happens. (:

So yeah. That’s it. Nyahaha.

Ja~

A Kid’s Definition of Love

2011-04-24T13:52:00.001+08:00

This is something worth sharing. (:

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13:13)

A group of professional people posed this question to a group of 4-8 year olds: What does love mean? The answers that they got were broader and deeper than anyone could have imagined.

“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

“If you want to learn to love better, you should start with a friend who you hate.” Nikka – age 6

“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.” 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

And the final one — Author and Lecturer Leo Buscaglia once talked about a contest he was asked to judge. The purpose of the contest was to find the most caring child. The winner was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife. Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there. When his mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said, “Nothing, I just helped him cry.”

Source: Spiritual Inspiration

Critics and Complaints Removed

2011-04-22T21:04:00.001+08:00

I have decided to remove that “Critics and Complaints” widget so that it won’t eat up much space on the top of my blog. I kind of missed it though. But this would lessen the hassle of readers scrolling down just to see the blog posts.

Anyways, I did not totally remove it. :p

I just MOVED it.

Tadaan!

Yes, I’ve added stand`alone pages. The Critics & Complaints are now on the About page. :D

You could check out my stand`alone pages by clicking them on the rightmost panel. [:

Word Made True

2011-04-22T14:02:00.001+08:00

I always have this feeling at times that I would love to look back on everything that happened to me. When I would view some old pictures.. view old blog posts.. open drawers and cabinets and find something I never could imagine I still have.. read old messages.. lie down and think of all those happy and not-so-happy memories… well, to put it up shortly, let’s call it “reminiscing”.

And then I stumbled upon this old blog post, where I shared briefly an experience I had on my high school graduation. And.. well.. I just wanna share it again here, too. (:

When I graduated high school, I have to say that other than my diploma, I received nothing at all. On that day, after taking a few photos, (yes, very very few photos), I felt as if my mother kind of felt sorry for me. Or maybe she thought that I may be envious of some who received something other than the diploma. Or maybe she expected something that I wasn’t able to give. Whichever, something triggered me to say something I think is not really necessary. I said, “On my next graduation, I’ll make you come on stage.”

Okay, that was greatly exaggerated. But I just said it.

When I reached college, that’s when I realized that yes.. I really did exaggerated my “cheer-up” phrase. And I was hoping that she could forget what I just told her on my HS grad day.

Yet.. Unexpectedly, and fortunately, I actually achieved something.

Yes..

On my college graduation, I actually made her come on stage.

That day, we took a lot of photos (yes, a lot of photos). When I had my picture taken together with my mom, I reminded her, “See? I told you that on my next graduation, I’ll make you come on stage.” (:

That was like one promise I never thought I could keep but I actually fulfilled. (:

Those words did not go in vain after all. (:

It may be unexpected.. but at least, I was able to keep my word.

No stronger feeling (:

2011-04-20T22:39:00.001+08:00

I had another wonderful dream.. so wonderful not to share.

Well, here it goes..

There was this person (I am not sure if it’s a he or a she but let me just use “he”) who is very faithful to God. He loves God very much. He spends his time reading the bible, and journeying deeper into God’s words. He listens to those who need help and gives them biblical advice. I was amazed to see how faithful and devoted this person is.

He then shares that every time he feels confused or that when he just needs some counseling, he turns to the bible and read it. He always finds the answers there. Everyday, he reads a verse or two to guide him through the day.

Then, I entered the picture. I want to hear some advice. I want to see if there is some bible verse that could lighten up what I am feeling right now. I read some sort of essay or something about God. I didn’t understand everything. Well, I actually did not understand anything at all, considering everything was just a dream (and it’s really hard reading in dreams!). So, instead of having to read everything (when actually I can’t really read anything), I decided just to ask him directly.

I asked if there is some bible verse that would tell me what to do or that would cheer me up. He asked me what’s the matter. And I answered:

“I have a lot of things in my mind right now. I am confused. I am bothered. I feel like I’m carrying something really heavy. I have a lot of conflicting feelings. I don’t know what to feel anymore.”

Then he pointed out to me that essay I am supposed to read and understand. He answered:

“Read the first few lines.”

I turned back to the essay and read it. It says:

“There is no other stronger feeling than the love of God. Yes, you do not need to worry. You are loved.”

At first, I was dumbfounded. How did I ever skipped this part? Or did I just forgot? Do I really have to have someone remind me that I should not dwell much on negative feelings and emotions? That there is an amazing God loving me?

And then, I felt relieved. Well, that was more than relief. I felt happy. I felt glad. I felt light.
Everything negative vanished that time.

Yes. There really is no other stronger feeling than this. (:

God loves me. God loves you. (:

I woke up.

But I did not dare forget that wonderful phrase I was able to read in my dream.

Everyone..

Let us open our hearts to the love of our Father.

“Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” – Matthew 11:28-30

Letting Go

2011-04-08T23:34:00.000+08:00

Let me start this topic by posting this video. (:

I think the video just made it clear. [:

We have to learn to let go..

Not that we give up but we have to let go of things in order for us to grow.. to make room for all the other things that are yet to come.

We know there are a lot of things that we want to have with us always and forever.

But we have to face the fact that if these things are not actually needed in this journey of life, we have to let go of them.

It hurts.

Yes.

It hurts very much.

But we have to endure it.

We just have to.

It's part of growing up. (:

Just let go. [:

McDonald Phils Commercial 2011 "BFGF"

2011-04-08T23:22:00.000+08:00

I've heard about this new commercial sa McDo and yes.. all of them says it's CUTE daw.

A friend posted this one on facebook so I got teh chance to see teh said commercial.

IMO, I really dun think it's THAT cute that everyone has to go GAGA over it.

Personally, I prefer the "KAREN PO" commercial, the "ANG HULING EL BIMBO" and some other which are way better and "SENSEFUL" than this.

I met with a friend and just like teh rest, she finds the commercial CUTE.

Am I teh only person who thinks this is not really THAT CUTE?

I browsed the news feed and saw there are more friends posting this video.

They all were like "Ang kyut!!!"

What surprised me was that there was actually someone who posted this comment along with teh video.

"I find the MAKERS of this commercial STUPID!!!!"

I was like "WOW! THAT WAS TEH BEST COMMENT EVER!!!"

A friend asked and he explained..

its because... If you see the effects of it ~~sa isa ka~~ (to a)7 year old kid.. or even 5 year old kid... THIS COMMERCIAL will cause a very big CHANGE on their perception about things... ~~Liman ka anang~~ (Imagine) lets say grade 1 n~~ang mga naa sa~~ (are on the) commercial... AND THEY ARE TALKING ABOUT HAVING A GF..?

ehhhh...?
The media is using lame things to attract the viewers... ~~CUTE SILA~~ (THEY'RE CUTE)... ~~pero~~ (but) LETS look at how this commercial would change the psychological state of the child whos viewing it....

~~Okay raman ni xa sa atoa~~ (They're okay for us)... We are in the right age to see this.. but for those whos still ignorant about things... this commercial is not really helpful...

lets not be colonized by western culture...

as our great hero said... "We must never seek happiness through other nations culture... Let make it through cultivating OURS"

:)

- Anthony Encarnacion

Which, IMO, is very well said.

Maybe this was also the exact same reason why I never really liked that commercial at all, despite teh fact that I do love McDo.

Well, there you go people.

Hope this would put some SENSE. [:

Regrets?

2011-03-17T21:18:00.000+08:00

A few years ago, there was this one thing I regretted.

One thing that I could have done but never did.
One thing that came, but won't come again.
One thing that might have changed the course of things, but not given the chance.
One thing that I so wished... yet, left it.

Yes.

I let the moment pass by.

Left that precious something without doing or even saying anything.

Just left...

Hoping that maybe things are better this way.

No.

I left..

Merely because I was afraid.

...

Yes.

I was scared.

I don't want things to change.

Or maybe I did.

But I'm scared it might not change the way I want it to be.

...

I left.

And by leaving, I left open a door which was never closed.

The thought of the open door haunts me.

...

Was it really over?

Time lead me back to where the open door was.

Was it fate?

...

I tried to change things.
This time, I am going to do that one thing I should have done long ago.

Yes.

I've done it.

But it was just too late.

...

Maybe it really was fate.

It wanted to teach me a lesson.

...

So there it goes.

Forever lost.

Only because I was too afraid to lose it.

How ironic.

How awfully pathetic.

Here is that one thing again.

This time, it's a bit different.

Should I make the same decision before?
And let another precious moment pass by?
And be haunted for the thought of not being able to do it?

Or should I do something?
Take risks of whatever would happen?
Could things get any better?

Which of which could be of less regret?

War and Peace

2011-02-18T01:50:00.000+08:00

We were asked to make a reaction paper for our Foreign Language class. This is a "dinalian" kind of work. I admit I don't have my best English there but because I lack new entries for my blog, I decided to might as well post this one here.

I often wonder – if people want peace, why would they engage to war? Is war the only way to obtain peace?

After watching the movie “Mulan”, I understood a little why in order to have peace, it is sometimes unavoidable to have war. It is not because both parties would want to hurt and/or kill each other. It’s not because both would want to conquer the other. Rather, it is because one would want to protect its people, its country – its home.

It doesn’t mean that when people fight in the war, they just want to fight. They fight because they want to protect those that they hold dear. They want to make sure that nobody would hurt or destroy what they love. They actually want peace. But in order to have this, they have to stand against those that would want to destroy this peace.

Yet, I still hope that this is not the only way. I still pray that the day would come when people would realize that fighting each other is not the only way to have peace. I still hope that there will no longer be people who would want to disturb this peace. And I hope that day would come soon – when Peace will no longer be associated with War, and when War is not the only answer in obtaining Peace.

Let’s Pretend :D

2010-12-24T23:01:00.001+08:00

So here’s a little something.

Let us pretend that it is your birthday.
You prepared this very big celebration for all your loved-ones.

Yes, everyone you love will be there!
They are very dear to you and is always close to your heart.

You are so excited to see them.

The awaited day is nearing and everyone seems to be talking about this celebration.

Yes, everyone remembered!

You are so happy.

But then they are busy.
Yes, busy asking the rest for some presents.
They are demanding each other to give them what they want.
They are busy satisfying their own interests.
And then they are talking about this other jolly old fellow.
They’re so excited to see him because they think he will give them gifts.

They seem to forget what the celebration is really all about.

The day of celebration came.

Everyone was warmly welcomed in your home.
You made sure they are all comfortable.

But they don't seem to notice you.
Only a few responded with gratitude.

They were exchanging their own gifts.
They were eating their heart out.
They were drinking and singing out loud.
And they were busy talking and waiting for the arrival of the jolly old fellow.

They seem to forget what the celebration is really all about.

And you have this slight feeling that you were ignored.
That you weren’t remembered at all.

But you don’t mind.
You just continued giving them what they need.
Because you love them.

And you hope next year will be better.

Now let’s pretend again.

Let’s call this celebration as Christmas.
The loved ones as everyone in the world.
The jolly fellow as Santa Claus.
And the “you” as our dear Savior, Jesus Christ.

…

Merry Christmas, everyone. (:

Who are we to demand?

2010-12-23T20:12:00.001+08:00

Two days more to go and it’s Christmas.

The day of the year we commemorate the birth of our Savior, Jesus Christ.

I’ve seen a lot – yes, a lot – of advance Christmas greetings. I feel glad seeing that there are still people who appreciate and love Christmas. Those that feel the spirit of Christmas.

And for those who does not, I’ve seen a lot – yes, also a lot – of rants and emoish shouts. They’ve been blabbing about how they don’t feel that Christmas is coming. I see.. and yes. I understand a little. I also got this feeling that this would be my loneliest Christmas (and birthday) eveeeeer~!
I mean, everyone in the household is busy. They’ve got their own businesses to attend to.
And it’s only me, my sister, my cousin and her sister who is always left here in the house.
And quite frankly, we don’t even have enough food left here. I mean, it’s all just canned goods!

During the Christmas break, my life has been monotonous – well, just like any other school breaks.
I wake up. I eat breakfast. I go online. I take lunch. I go online. I take a nap. I watch TV. I go take a bath. I go online. I eat dinner. I go online again. And wait for sleepiness to take over me.

No. I am not complaining.
Well, slightly, I am.

But I never demand.

I mean, who does that!?

Well, seriously.

I’ve seen a few – well, let’s just say it’s only a few – shouts demanding something for Christmas. And again, quite frankly, these just piss me off.

I won’t mention any names, or anything that they’ve posted.
But I would just like to clarify something.

CHRISTMAS IS NOT ABOUT RECEIVING.

Well, slightly, it is.
But you receive because someone gives.

CHRISTMAS IS ABOUT GIVING.

Not just about material gifts.
It’s like giving a part of yourself.
Like maybe your time, your attention, your love.

It’s something we need to share on Christmas.

We are not to demand properties.
We are not to demand time.
We are not to demand some this-has-to-happen-thingy.
We are not to demand those you-have-to-do-this-or-else-i’ll-do-that stuffs.

I mean, Christmas, with all due respect, is not about satisfying your wants, your vices, or own personal interests.

It has to be a day to remember Jesus’ birth.

We are blessed enough to have our families and friends on Christmas.
We are blessed enough to have a home.
We are blessed enough to have a Savior born for us – to save us from our sins and grant us with life everlasting.

We are blessed by God, our Father.

Yes.

Everything we have right now comes from Him.
He showers us with such blessings because we are His children.
Because He loves us.

Now, tell me.

Who are we to demand?

~ * ~

Merry Christmas, everyone.
And God bless you always. c:

My Amnesia Girl

2010-12-05T19:37:00.001+08:00

Trailer..

I’ve watched the movie a while ago with my family and I must say I pretty enjoyed the movie.

It didn’t turned out as what I expected – which is really very good.

I often heard people saying the plot might be the same with “50 First Dates”, but it really is not.

I won’t say much about the movie because I don’t want to end up spoiling anything.

All I can say is it’s worth watching. :D

TIME

2010-11-21T22:46:00.001+08:00

I’ve named my blog before as “AYA’s World” and eventually changed it to “time waits for no one..” – from a title of a song.

It reminds me that time is always running.
That I must not wait for tomorrow what I can do today.
That time won’t wait for me.

Yes.

Time did not wait for me.

Well, time was always one of the factors.

It was my “last”, that was his “first”.
Time did not allow us to be together for long.

There’s always this excuse, “I have no time.”
Where was it then?

Not enough to meet deadlines.
True.. especially when you’re tagged with procrastination.

So much to do, so little time.

Time management.
Great. Just what I lack.

And now, time made me miss the chance.

If only I could go back in time, I’d look for you.
I will find you.
And I will tell you that some time in the future, we will meet again.
And if time will wait for nobody, I would ask you..
To please..

..wait for me.

Well, what’s done is done.
What happened, happened.
I can’t go back. I can only move forward.

So whatever you can do now, you must do it now.

Don’t wait for next time.
It may not come.
Time will not stop for you.
Remember..

Time waits for no one.

This is PERSONAL (:

2010-11-10T19:51:00.001+08:00

Firstly, I would like to THANK EVERYONE who keeps on visiting my blog. (:
I would want to tell you that all your messages and comments are highly appreciated.
And yes. I’ve read them all. (:
And you’re always welcome here.

Secondly, I’ve noticed that my most visited posts are the declamation pieces.
Let me remind everyone again that I AM NOT THE AUTHOR OF THOSE PIECES.
I’ve searched for them, found them nice, and so posted them here in my blog.
With disclaimers, of course.

Thirdly, I am sorry to say but I AM NOT ACCEPTING DECLAMATION PIECE REQUESTS.
Again, I am not the author of the posted pieces.
And, I do not know how to make one.
And for all those who are asking me to search pieces and post them here, I tell you : You can do that yourself, right? (:

Lastly, this is not a place to request for declamation pieces.
THIS IS A PERSONAL BLOG.

But then again, don’t worry. You are always free to drop by anytime. (:
You are always welcome to leave comments, suggestions and other stuffs.
You are free to make requests as well.
But be reminded that I won’t entertain them. (: *sorry*

Anyways, that’s just it.
Have a good day, minna ~

God bless always. (:

~ message from the BLOG AUTHOR : AYA (ayisharu)

Likes time waits for new one..

2010-10-17T10:17:00.000+08:00

So owkei. I have this new addition to my blog.

TANANAN!!

Voila!!

See??

It's a Facebook LIKE button!

So yeah, you may call me "ihas" but I, actually, am IHAS! XD

ADMIN likes this. ((:

Loose Strings

2010-10-01T21:11:00.001+08:00

Here lies a rusty old guitar.

Playing the same music over and over again. Hearing the same melody time by time. Same notes, same tones. Same.. same.. same.

Nothing new.

All the same.

.
.
.

And then you came along.

You played music like no other. You let me listen to something I never thought I’ll ever hear. Something new.. something different.

.
.
.

And so I played along.

At first, I was hesitant. But then, you softened me.

We played something different.. something beautiful.

I never thought I’d be able to play this kind of music with you.
It was lovely.. yes. So lovely.

So lovely that even the rusty old guitar seems new.

Everything feels new. Everything feels different. Everything feels beautiful.

Everything becomes loveable.

Everything seems to be a start of something new.

.
.
.

Days of good music.

*sigh*

.
.
.

Then came a point when you don’t want this kind of music anymore.

When you get tired hearing our melody.

When you prefer playing with others.

When you don’t want me and my notes anymore.

When you just want to end all of this.

.
.
.

*sigh*

.
.
.

Here lies a rusty old guitar.

Playing music we used to play over and over again.

But it just sounds so different. Each tone seems missing.
Nothing’s the same.. nothing.. nothing.

.
.
.

Things change.
People come, people go.
It’s either you stay, or move on.

I may not be able to play that same music we used to play before.
Or even hear that music you made that I have always loved to hear.

But then, I have to continue playing.
Maybe a different music with someone else.
And hear music that others would love to play for me.

‘cause no matter how much I would want it, and whatever I do, I just can’t play that same old music again with you. And I cannot possibly do it with others.
I’ll just have to accept the fact that I can no longer hear the music you used to play before.

Yes.. I’ll never hear of it again.. ever.

.
.
.

Here lies a rusty old guitar.

Playing music over and over again.
Realizing it’s the perfect time to start over..
To let go of tones you used to make..
and to make much better music.

‘cause all that we are now are just loose strings.

Prepare

2010-05-03T23:52:00.001+08:00

I wanna share this dream I had one night.

…

I was dead.

Yes. You’ve read it right. I died… in that dream.

But I was still walking the earth.
I could still see everybody… but they can’t see me.
I could neither touch them nor hold anything at all.

I was a spirit… yes. Just a spirit.

I wanted to go to heaven to be able to finally rest in peace and reunite with the Father.

But I can’t.

Then something told me I could only enter the Kingdom if I was or will be able to read this specific bible verse.

It’s hard.

I can’t hold the bible.
I can’t tell people to open it for me.

All I can do is roam around the earth… as a spirit.

And then came the feeling of regret… for not being able to do things when I was still alive.

…

And then, I woke up.

…

The point of my "little “story” is that we should already prepare ourselves for Judgment Day.

Yes.

I feel that the Second Coming is really very near.

As early as now ~~*and it’s not really that early at that*~~ let us be ready.
The bible verse in my dream may not literally mean as a “bible verse”.
It may be something which all of us, as Christians and as persons, needs to do.

So then..

Let us prepare. (:

You’re All I Need

2010-04-24T13:55:00.001+08:00

I found this very “touching” video and I want to post it here as well. (:

Watch the video.. very inspiring.

It's Not My Time - 3 Doors Down

2010-04-22T11:37:00.000+08:00

Just wanna post this music video my friend shared to me. (:

Earth Hour 2010

2010-03-27T19:08:00.001+08:00

Earth Hour 2010 takes place on Saturday 27 March at 8.30pm (local time) and is a global call to action to every individual, every business and every community throughout the world. It is a call to stand up, to take responsibility, to get involved and lead the way towards a sustainable future. Iconic buildings and landmarks from Europe to Asia to the Americas will stand in darkness. People across the world from all walks of life will turn off their lights and join together in celebration and contemplation of the one thing we all have in common – our planet.

Official Site : Earth Hour

Please take part to this “one-hour-in-a-year” event. (:

Help save Mother Earth.

Never Land [?]

2010-03-26T20:37:00.001+08:00

It is the dwelling place of Peter Pan, Tinker Bell, the Lost Boys, and others. Although not all people in Neverland cease to age, its best known resident famously refused to grow up, and it is often used as a metaphor for eternal childhood (and childishness), immortality, and escapism.

Source : Wikipedia

Recently, I’ve been blabbing about Never Land. It all started when I’ve dreamt of my “Peter Pan” [again].

Yes.

I’ve dreamt of this guy I used to dream before.
Since then, I hoped to see him every time in my dreams. Thus, calling it my own Never Land.

But then, this so-called Never Land of mine became something else. It’s like my “escape world”. It’s as if I am writing my own fairy tale. All these stuffs making me busy – I want to escape them all – so I created my own world, where only the things I would like to happen HAPPENS.. Where everything goes the way I want it to.. Nothing to worry about.. No enemies.. No problems.
Only me and my Peter Pan.

Then, somebody told me to snap out of it. It’s called Never Land for a reason.

And then I thought..

Why is it called Never Land?

Maybe because..

It’s a LAND THAT NEVER WAS.. and NEVER WILL BE.

I have to wake up.
Return to the real world.
Face reality.

I don’t get everything I want. I can’t control what happens and what will not. I can’t make everything go my way. Life has worries. Life is full of problems.
And Peter Pan is really just my dream guy - a guy who only exists in dreams.

Wake up!

It’s time I’ve got to stop running and escaping from the world.
It’s time I have to face my responsibilities.

It’s time I have to grow up.

Yes.

I have to wake up.

It Rained

2010-03-19T23:39:00.001+08:00

Yes. It’s El Niño.
And yet,

IT RAINED.

Maybe for some, they don’t want it. Others just don’t care.
There are also those, I am sure, that are shocked. And yet, very thankful for having the rain. (:

If you still don’t get it, I am considering this rain tonight as a blessing.
Yes.

Everything is so dry – the plants, the land, the “air”… everything!

And then, it rained.

We often look for luck and so-called “good” things that we fail to see that everything we have, everything around us, are blessings. (:

And even if we are experiencing troubles and problems, the Lord does not abandon us. He still blesses us. (:

I won’t make this post long.

It’s just happy.
It’s kind of relieving.
It’s nice.
I feel blessed…

.. knowing IT RAINED. (:

Biggest Philippine Flag

2010-03-09T21:07:00.001+08:00

This is a once in a lifetime opportunity and we are lucky that the BIGGEST PHILIPPINE FLAG, as well as the SECOND BIGGEST FLAG IN THE WHOLE WORLD, would be displayed here in Cebu.

It would be displayed from March 9 to March 16, 2010 at Cabangcalan, Jubay, Lilo-an, Cebu.

Don’t miss it! :D

Ordinary Day

2010-03-05T01:39:00.001+08:00

It’s another ordinary day.

End of class – PRACTICE TIME.

Yes, it is the time of the day when my friends gather for their dance and sing practice.
Everyone is preparing for this so-called BREAK : A CCS FUN DAY event.
My paper bag could have been brought there, too, by these friends. I have to check it.
As I entered the room, I found a couple of them going all lovey-dovey, another, busy making something with their notebook computer, one practicing his dance moves, some who were just sitting around doing nothing.

The window was opened.

I sat at one of the seats facing the window. I watched the streets, the mall, the vehicles, the people.

It seems to be a busy afternoon.
(And just to be honest, I find things quite messy.)

I continued to watch.

Everyone’s got their own business and things to attend to. Everyone has their own destination.

I continued to watch.

My mind started to wander. It wandered among these people. It wanted to know the story of these people’s lives.

There were a group of students by the jeepney stop. I am assuming that they are waiting for a ride to go home. I looked at the jeepneys. The so-called “conductors” were busy getting passengers. Jeeps were full. Oh, how happy could the driver be because they’d be able to earn more. And then a delivery truck passed by. It seems like it still has a long journey to go before arriving at its destination. Would this driver made it for supper with his family? :\
Then I saw a husband accompanying his wife down the stairs. A boyfriend with his girlfriend who just came out from the mall, probably did a little shopping. Then here comes this huge truck with so many people riding it. Maybe they’re going to the southern part of the province or what. Then here’s this guy who’s waiting for his chance to cross the street. A man passed by riding his bicycle, keeping himself at the side of the road to prevent accidents. The traffic enforcer was there, so busy “enforcing traffic”. And there were a lot of people walking from here to there.

I smiled.

I just continued to watch.

I don’t understand but I actually enjoyed watching the busy life on the streets. These people I am watching at are actually playing this game called life. It’s just another ordinary day, but this day is actually another chapter in our lives. Who knows? This may be just another ordinary day for us, but among these people I enjoyed watching, one is actually celebrating his birthday, another may be celebrating a monthsary or anniversary, or a painful moment in his life. People have their own stories to tell, their own problems in life, their own heartaches, their own joys.

I continued to watch.

A thought then came.

“If I enjoyed myself watching these people, how much more does God do? He, who loves us dearly.”

I smiled again. God must see me looking at His people.

I continued to watch and I continued to let my mind wander around those people I see.

..wander..

And then, somebody put his hand on my head, saying “Oi! What are you thinking about?”
It’s as if my senses came back to where I really was.

Someone poked me at my waist.

My mind stopped wandering and came back inside the room I was currently at.
I then heard my friends calling, “AYA!”

I turned my attention to them.
I looked at them.
These are the people playing a role in my life.
I smiled.

And then I realized my paper bag was not inside the classroom.
I hurriedly stood up and started searching for it.

In this ordinary day, this is a new section in the book of my life.

Yes, this is my life – a life different and never the same with the people I was looking at before.
If somebody is looking at me now, he could see a different story.

I smiled again, and ran down the stairs to search for my paper bag.

Avatar : The Last Airbender (Movie)

2010-02-24T22:19:00.001+08:00

One year before the showing of this movie (July 2, 2009), I have already posted this one here. Here’s the link –> Click here.

I’ve become a fan of Aang, the protagonist and I get to like the series as well.
I’ve been waiting for this movie! Some time last year, a friend said that Avatar is going to be released on theatres. I was like “NO! It’d be on Summer of 2010!” Not that I don't like it to be shown earlier, but it's just that it promised to be aired on summer!
And so, he was actually referring to another Avatar movie. (-.-")

Anyway, here’s a new trailer.

I am definitely going to watch it!

Cebu Bloggers Society | 2nd Anniversary

2010-02-10T21:49:00.001+08:00

I joined CBS (Cebu Bloggers Society) last November, 2008 and since then, I’ve only been able to meet them twice – first was the mugshot`thingy at Fuente and second time was HobCon at Parkmall. I do admit I am not that active but I am glad that they still considered me as a member. (:

Anyways, let me repost this one from the forums.

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In two years, blogging in Cebu has ripened from just being a mere online diary to something that takes an active role in civic and social awareness.

One of the factors that contributed to this positive development in the blogging scene in Cebu is the creation of a local blogging community.

The Cebu Bloggers Society was founded on February 14, 2008, with the main goal of uniting Cebu-based bloggers into a well-bonded community. And indeed, after its creation, individuals with diverse backgrounds but with a common interest, which is to promote Cebu and advocate blogging as a key tool for progress, converged together to establish Cebu’s first and largest blogging community.

The Cebu Bloggers Society has really grown and evolved quite significantly. From its humble beginnings, the group presently has at least 80 members and the number is still bound to increase further.

And now, the group is already anticipating its 2nd founding anniversary! Dubbed as “CBS @ 2: The Cebu Bloggers Society 2nd Anniversary Celebration”, the event is envisioned to further strengthen the bond of friendship and camaraderie within the blogging community.
The anniversary celebration will be held on Sunday, February 14, 2010, 5-9PM, at the Celebration Hall of SM Storyland, Lower Ground Floor, SM City Cebu.

This big and important event won’t be possible without the help and assistance of the following:

MAJOR SPONSORS:

MINOR SPONSORS:

Batang Yagit
Jehzlau Concepts

Ain’t Perfect

2010-01-24T13:39:00.001+08:00

What’s so bad about other people looking up to you?
What’s so bad about them only looking at your good sides?
And what’s so bad about them thinking YOU ARE PERFECT?

It is when they see you’ve made a mistake, they think you are a failure.
When they see even a spot of black on you, they think you are bad.
When they see you doing something they never expected you to do, they get disappointed and look down on you.
And then they would say, “Sheesh! He/she is just like anybody else. And I thought he/she is perfect.”

Nobody is Perfect.

I am not perfect. I have my flaws. I can never meet everyone’s expectations.

I haven’t flunked on any of my subjects (so far), thank God. But I don’t do any “major” study or follow any study schedule at all. Let me call it “talent”, (lol). Just kidding! It’s more on “luck” and “memory”. But when they see me not studying or doing any kind of review, they’d probably think I am no longer interested in getting high grades and has become a mediocre. They'd probably think I am slacking off. Well, MAYBE I am a mediocre, getting all contented with a passing grade. But it still feels better getting a higher grade than just a passing one. I do my best, though, to be able to get a much better grade - something I could be proud of. Well, can’t say I really am a mediocre, after all.

When there are projects or assignments to be done and they find me online on my facebook account, they would then think “She’s not doing her assignment.”
Most of the people now does that, right? I mean, logging on their accounts even when they actually are busy on school works. That’s what we call, “COMMERCIAL”. It may take long to finish what needs to be done but at least I don’t get to sleep while doing my work.

I don’t spend my weeknights studying, mei gawd! (O_O)
I only study when I feel like it.
And don’t get any wrong ideas like I’ve taken my education for granted but it’s just how I’ve been. This is how I do things.

Some people probably think of me being “wholesome”. Though I am engrossed with some green jokes (especially the ‘scripted’ ones, those that can be mostly found on SMS), I actually find some funny (the ‘unscripted’ ones, those that pops out in the middle of a conversation). There are times I could even unconsciously crack up one!
I like watching movies and shows with moral. (:
But that doesn’t mean that those are the only shows I watch. In fact, I like reading ecchi manga and I sometimes watch ecchi anime’s, too. But I do avoid porno’s.
Watching such shows doesn’t make me a bad girl, right? It just disappoints SOME people because they expected me to be MORE WHOLESOME. (-.-")

I don’t smoke. I don’t use drugs. But I do drink.. occasionally. And when SOME people finds out, they’d think I’ve got bad companions because they engaged me into something they think is BAD. But I do wonder that if it’s other people they see drinking, it’s ok. How come with me it’s not?

“They” probably think I’m already on bed at 8-9pm. LOL! So early, eh?
Facebook gets “noisy” at nine! Bedtime could wait. XD
And speaking about time, I always lack TIME MANAGEMENT. (-.-")

SOME people may think I am already home at 7 or 8 in the evening.
But I spend the night outside in some occasions, and go home at dawn.
Most teens, I think, experienced that, right?
But that doesn’t make one BAD, unless if the night is spent doing some “bad” things.

I’ve got some expressions on my face that you might misunderstood. If you see me smiling, that doesn’t always mean I am happy. When you see me pouting, YOU JUST CAN’T DECIDE WHAT I AM POUTING FOR.

There are still a lot of things people don’t know about me. I am not the “little-miss-almost-perfect” SOME people think of me to be.

I don’t want people to look up on me because only a slight mistake would change their whole perception of me.
I don’t want them to expect much because they’ll only get disappointed.
I don’t want them to only see what they like in me because when they are able to spot something they don’t want, they’ll dislike me.
I don’t want them to think I’ll do whatever they want me to do because THIS IS MY LIFE AND I WILL RUN THIS THE WAY I WANT TO.
I don’t want anyone to think I am perfect, or even almost perfect, because I AM NOT!

. . .

Ain’t Perfect, got it?

Declamation Piece : I Killed Her

2010-01-19T22:15:00.001+08:00

I've noticed that the most visited post in my blog is the Declamation Piece page. And there are lots of those who would leave messages asking for any other piece.
So there, I bring you another declamation piece.

NOTE : **disclaimer** I am not the author of the piece below.

I KILLED HER

I killed her because I do love her. These hands, these hands that give life to many, killed her because of my love to her.

Ladies and Gentlemen of this honorable court, please listen to me, listen to my story before you give my verdict. I am Dr. Reyes, a cancer specialist. I was born in a slum district of Batalon. My father oh! I don't know him for I am a child of faith. My mother brought me up in such determination and my ambition was to escape the filthy and horrible place of Batalon. I was nourished with hope that someday I might live a life different from her. My mother had a burning faith that she turned the nights into days. All her efforts were not in vain for I pushed through with flying colors. My mother who had given her whole life to me had tears in her eyes as she pinned the gold medal on my proud breast.

Later on, I was sent as a scholar of the Philippines to the United States of America. I embraced my mother… tightly as I've reached the plane….."Mother, mother,.." I whispered. You will always be my best mother in the world.

After four years, I came back with laurels. I became a cancer specialist. I gave my mother everything but I was too late. I who had used to ease the pain of many, came too late to the life of my dying mother. I gave the best treatment but the grasp of death was so tight around her. My God, what is the use of ten years of study if I couldn't even use it at my mother's pain.

Then one night, I heard a strange cry. I run to her room. "Do you love me, child?"… she asked, as I embrace her. " Yes, mother….. If only I could get all your pain and agonies…"

" Then….. if you love me, end my sufferings, kill me… Let me die."

"But, mother, I promise to give life and not to end it."

God…. She did not deserve the unhappiness. She deserves to be happy.

I run to my room and came back with a syringe.

"Mother, forgive me…. God, please understand me…."

"Mother, mother, you must not die….. Don't leave, I love you. It was only a distilled water…..Mother…… Mother……. MOTHER……"

Now, Ladies and Gentlemen, give me your verdict. Yes, it was only distilled water which ended the sufferings of my mother.

Judge me….. Punish me………

GO, punish me………….. Thy will be done!!!

So there ya go!
Again, I did not make the piece.
I have no idea who's the author, either.

** FOR THOSE WHO ARE REQUESTING FOR DECLAMATION PIECE(s), PLEASE READ HERE. **

Meebo Bar && Emoticons

2010-01-03T00:06:00.000+08:00

HORAAY~!

So yeah! I've been working on some possible updates I could do with my blog. And as you could see, tralala~ I've got a Meebo bar just right over the browser's status bar! ^^

I've added a few widgets, too. Just like the Disclosure Policy, the Plurk widget and the widget from Formspring.

I've also added some feeds. And I have already been verified as the author of this blog at NetworkedBlogs on Facebook.

And maybe the most obvious update this blog has(seeing this post), are the emoticons.

Neat, isn't it?

I've always loved onion tou emoticons. They're so cute.

But the problem is, I am already used with writing blogs using Windows Live Writer. The emoticons are just installed at the browser (using scripts).
I hope I could somehow install these emoticons at Windows Live Writer.

Anyways, there.

Those are some updates of the blog.

Another New Day

2010-01-01T16:06:00.001+08:00

December 31, 2009, it rained the whole day. There were no carolers, or children playing outside. (well, we do know that even if it’s not Christmas, we still have people caroling time to time) It seemed to be a gloomy day.

I spent the day inside the house (well, just like the usual days). The mood was just not right for celebrating New Year’s Day. Only hours more left and it’s bye`bye 2009, hello 2010, but it still hasn’t stopped raining. I was in doubt that I could even see fireworks during 12am. And it was also kind of sad since I was really hoping to see the moon this time – since in my previous post, I mentioned there that there is going to be a blue moon on new year’s eve.

But then, even with the thought that I may not see fireworks this year, I still went up to our rooftop. And I was glad I did.

The sky was full of fireworks.

The mood was so different. It’s as if I am one with the people celebrating the coming of the new year. I can feel their joy. The rain was not a hindrance for these people to celebrate new year’s day. Then my sister, who I always called “weird”, added with such optimistic and innocent look, “God is celebrating with us! He sent the rain so it would add more ‘noise’!” I laughed a little at the moment there and said “Yes, you’re right. He is always with us.”

I looked again. The view at the rooftop is really very different from where I used to watch the fireworks before. Before, I could only see those that we’re from our own neighborhood. It was merrier, though. This time, it may feel a little boring and lonely but I could see the fireworks from those that are even really far away.

I could see that even during the sad times and all the problems, people still has time to celebrate and be happy. It’s a time of the year when everyone would forget about their worries for a while and just enjoy the company of the people around them.

One proof of this is that even when it rained hard, this doesn’t stop them from displaying those fireworks.

Then a thought came, I wish every day is new year’s day. So that everyday, people would find time to enjoy life, that they may sleep not having to worry about any problems at all, that they would have to think of what they need to change and improve for the coming days, that they would tell everyone how much they are thankful for having the people around them, that they would forgive faults in the past, that they would gladly share what they have, that they would say to one another “Next year na sad ha?”

If you think of it, December 31 is just like any other day but people are so worked up on the thought that it signifies a new beginning.

Well, IMO, everyday should be a new beginning. (:

Let those resolutions everyone has, last till December 31, 2010. :D

January 1, 2010. The rain stopped. It’s another new day.

Life @ 2009

2009-12-31T19:58:00.001+08:00

Just a few hours more and it’s going to be 2010.

But before letting this year leave and welcoming the coming of the new year, let me write some important points or highlights in my life during the Year of the Ox, 2009.

It has been a very blessed year. I truly am very grateful for everyone who has become a part of my life this year, for those who stayed, for those who showed love and friendship, for those who continually gave me support, for those who never turned their backs on me, and for those who also welcomed as part of their lives.

For all the experiences, the joys, the sufferings, the ups and downs, the sorrows, the bonds, the advices, the criticisms, the compliments.. I am thankful for them all. (:
These helped me become who I am today.

Here are some of those “highlights” in my life I am talking about.

~ JANUARY ~

My spiritual life bloomed.
I got pretty close with the Lord. (:

~ FEBRUARY ~

I experienced some kind of dilemma.
Let’s just say it’s something about friendship and love :p

~ MARCH ~

Well, this month, we were actually pressured with so many school works.
Projects to be passed, deadlines to meet, and we’ve got oral defenses.
But even with such busy schedule, we still have time with our barkada. (:
I passed all these obstacles, thank God.
And yes. I have become closer with the Lord. (:

~ APRIL ~

I felt the boredom. >.<
And I had a hard time deciding about taking summer classes or not.
Well, to fight off boredom, I visited those online communities I once was active at.
And I also decided to join new ones.
Still, maybe the only thing that made me grow as a person this time of the year is that my faith actually blossomed even more.
I can’t help but write things about God, watch videos and listen to Godly songs.
It was really a very refreshing feeling. (:

~ MAY ~

I made new friends.
Well, we’ve known each other like a few months ago but we only consider ourselves acquaintances back then.
This time we consider each other as tight buddies.
They were very welcome in the family and all.
Also this time of the year, I was going all emo`ish again.
It was something that I just don’t want to happen.
Or something like that.

~ JUNE ~

It’s classes once again :D
I missed my pretx~
Everything was all fun again! ^^
But there’s this one person who’s acting weird.
He seems to be ignoring and avoiding me. @__@

~ JULY ~

So the ignoring-and-avoiding issue was settled.
It was back to normal again. xD
Then here’s this “I-have-a-crush” issue again in my life.
Well, can’t say that was a crush, though.
But I do admire that person for his humility.
And then here’s this “He-has-a-crush-on-me” issue, too! XD
Though he did confessed but .. oh well.
And here’s another OUCHIE thing.
My cell phone got stolen. TT__TT

~ AUGUST ~

I bought a new phone.
The “I-have-a-crush” thing slowly faded.
I’ve wasted 3 hours of my life –.-
And nearing the end of the month, I get to notice another someone. (:

~ SEPTEMBER ~

School Intramurals.
I’ve got this very weird feeling.
It’s as if I am always looking for this someone yet I don’t know why.
And when I finally saw that person, my day suddenly feels complete.
Or something like that. >.<
It’s just so weird. 8-}

~ OCTOBER ~

We celebrated my younger sister’s birthday :3
And the weird feeling is still there.
This time, I feel like, somehow, we’re getting to know each other little by little.
And to add, I got disappointed with a friend.
There is a rumor about my circle of friends and it was just so amf.

~ NOVEMBER ~

So owkei.
It’s getting weirder and weirder.
But then it cleared out a little, too.
This time, I welcomed something new in my life.

~ DECEMBER ~

There have been some issues again.
And I guess it’s up to my frankness to clear those out.
There is a BLUE MOON this month, too :D
Oh, how I love the moon!
I celebrated my birthday.
We celebrated Christmas.
We celebrated his birthday. :p
And now, we would celebrate New Year’s Eve.

These are the events of my life on this year 2009.
And I hope that I have learned enough to face the upcoming days of the new year. (:

*~ HAPPY NEW YEAR! ~*

Blue Moon ♥

2009-12-30T14:48:00.001+08:00

I have this unexplainable love for the moon. Whenever the moon’s up (especially during full moons), I can’t help but stare at it. When it just rose up and appear on the horizon, it has this reddish color. The first time I saw the moon in that color, I was frightened. It’s as if that part there was burning. I thought the trees there were on flames. But no. It was only the moon. A few minutes later as it continues to rise up, its color becomes orange and then yellow. Most of the times, the moon is seen to be yellowish. But when the moon is high up to the sky, it turns white.
Beautiful. (:

But does the moon really turn blue?

Well, there is really a thing such as BLUE MOON, but that doesn’t mean that the moon actually turned blue.

BLUE MOON is the term used to refer to the second full moon of the month, since usually a month only has one full moon.

That aside, this year, we are going to have a blue moon on New Year’s Eve. (yay!)
There already was a full moon last December 2 and there’s going to be a second full moon on December 31. ♥

Plants vs Zombies

2009-12-29T17:05:00.001+08:00

Ohh! I would just like to share this game I am presently addicted at. xD

Well, maybe you all already knew of this game before I did, but I just want to post it here anyways.

The first time I saw this was at school. Everyone seemed to be busy, bringing their laptops with them at school. Then there’s this group of people surrounding as if they are watching some kind of movie or what. To my surprise it’s this game called Plants vs Zombies.
I was like “Watdaf is with that game?!”

But not too long and I got addicted to it as well. :D

For a trailer, here ya go!

Official site here –> http://www.popcap.com/games/pvz

Friendship : Past VS Present

2009-12-29T16:39:00.001+08:00

We were having this conversation with some friends when this topic about how “EMO”-I-was was brought up. And I just remembered something that might as well could consider me an emo back then.

Here are my views about friendship. ~~(I remembered writing something like this.)~~

~ PAST ~

FRIENDSHIP? Such a nice word. Thinking that we’ve got this people we call “friends”.
There are those we consider as “close” friends, “best”friends, “trusted” friends, etc. But does this so-called “TRUE” friends still exist?

I believe NOT.

We love to hear all those “FRIENDS FOREVER”-thing but the sad truth is, FOREVER doesn’t really exist. We may just be able to say those things when we are in good times with them, but just this little misunderstanding could break this kind of promises right away. And I hate to say this but even “LOVERS” could BREAK FRIENDSHIP. So how much could you prove this FRIENDS FOREVER thing everybody is talking about?

Then here’s another : “Walang iwanan”. I have always believed in that and I trusted them to never leave me. I remembered those elementary days, so-called friends promised me we’ll always be together. But what happened when we reached High School? THEY ALL LEFT ME. For what reasons?
Because they can’t stand the thought that they would be going on a Girls High. That all they could see are GIRLS.
Because they want a new atmosphere – a new school, new playground to play at, new classmates, new teachers, new school canteen, and new FRIENDS.

So what happened with “FRIENDS FOREVER” and “Walang iwanan” now?

Friends are only good when you’re on your best - comes to you when they need you. But if it’s your turn to need some help, they turn their backs and say “I’m sorry, I really can’t help you right now.”

These are some reasons (and based on experience, as well) why I never believed TRUE friends still exist.

But I won’t end this here. ONLY IF I HAVE MET SOMEONE I COULD CONSIDER A TRUE FRIEND will I finish this one. So for the meantime, I would leave this one hanging until I can find that friend I am looking for.

~ PRESENT ~

Who could imagine that such thoughts before would all be reversed?

I have changed and my perspectives in life changed, too. My views about friendship changed as well.

In the good and tough times, friends are always there. Though they may not be there physically but their support is what helps us keep going.

We don’t really need to be together all the times to prove that friendship is there.
FRIENDSHIP IS ALWAYS PRESENT as long as we keep each other in our hearts.

I’ve met these people I could consider TRUE FRIENDS.

Why? Because they’ve always been true.
And how are they true?

They don’t say nice words just to compliment or flatter anyone. They criticize. They tell me HONESTLY what they think of me. They tell me things that I should and should not do – things like a parent would do. They always support me in what I do and stop me from doing things they think would bring harm to me. They tease me – yes, they love to tease. But it’s their way of showing they care. It’s not cheesy pick-up lines or banats that they would use to soften my heart, but it’s their criticisms, teases and harsh words that would make me stronger. Yea, like they’re giving me some immunization-thingy so that small things like that would hurt no more.

At times I got so down, they were the very first to notice. Even if they don’t completely know the story or even understand what’s going on, they opened their arms, gave a hug and said “It’s gonna be okay.” Such words would bring me to tears. And they would continue, “We’re always here. But don’t ask for money, okay?” By then, such words would bring me to laughter.

They’re noisy, yes, very noisy. But noise is never a hindrance for these friends to listen to one another. Maybe the only problem I know these bunch of friends has is MONEY.

Yeah, we’re all broke. =.=
But that doesn’t stop us from having fun.

We don’t promise anything. But we are always hoping that OUR FRIENDSHIP would last for a lifetime.

We don’t say “Walang iwanan”, instead we say “Walang limutan.”

I have been so grateful to these friends I met.

And because of this, I would be able to finally end this post here.

NO. I haven’t met A TRUE FRIEND.

I HAVE LOTS OF THEM. (:

FRIENDSHIP. Such a nice word.

The Twelve Days of Christmas

2009-12-25T02:28:00.001+08:00

We are familiar with the Christmas song “The Twelve Days of Christmas”. But do we really know the meaning behind this song?

The Twelve Days of Christmas is probably the most misunderstood part of the church year among Christians who are not part of liturgical church traditions. Contrary to much popular belief, these are not the twelve days before Christmas, but in most of the Western Church are the twelve days from Christmas until the beginning of Epiphany (January 6th; the 12 days count from December 25th until January 5th). In some traditions, the first day of Christmas begins on the evening of December 25th with the following day considered the First Day of Christmas (December 26th). In these traditions, the twelve days begin December 26 and include Epiphany on January 6.

Source : http://www.crivoice.org/

Anyways, let’s not dig much into that. Let’s get to the deeper meaning of the song.

True Love = God.
me = every Christian.
Partridge in a Pear Tree = Jesus Christ, the Son of God. (whose birthday is on December 25th)
Two Turtle Doves = the Old and New Testaments.
Three French Hens = the Three Theological Virtues. (faith, hope and love)
Four Calling Birds = the Four Gospels. (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John)
Five Gold Rings = the first five books of the Old Testament, known as the Torah or the Pentateuch. (Genesis, Exodus, Leviticus, Numbers and Deuteronomy)
Six Geese a-laying = the Six Days of Creation.
Seven Swans a-swimming = the Seven Gifts of the Holy Spirit. (prophecy, ministry, teaching, exhortation, giving, leading and compassion)
Eight Maids a-milking = the Eight Beatitudes.
Nine Ladies Dancing = the Nine Fruits of the Holy Spirit. (love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, generosity, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control)
Ten Lords a-leaping = the Ten Commandments.
Eleven Pipers Piping = the Eleven Faithful Apostles.
Twelve Drummers Drumming = Twelve Points of Doctrine in the Apostle’s Creed.

So there. (:

Now we know that there is something more to this song that people keeps on singing.
It’s not just about “silly” or trivial things that are not even connected to Christmas.
There is a deeper meaning for that and this is because at that time, the practice of Christianity was not really totally accepted yet.

And now, we also know how we got twelve days of Christmas. (:

All I Want for Christmas is You - MCR

2009-12-24T00:01:00.000+08:00

Christmas is near! I just want to share this song "All I want for Christmas is You". This version is sung by My Chemical Romance.

I like this version a lot :D
Well, not to mention, this is the only All I want for Christmas is You version I've heard.

Anyways, let me share the lyrics, too.

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You

I don't want a lot for Christmas
There's just one thing I need
I don't care about the presents
Underneath the Christmas tree
I don't need to hang my stocking
Way above the fireplace
Santa Claus won't make me happy
With a toy on Christmas day
I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is you
You baby

I won't ask for much this Christmas
I don't even wish for snow
I'm just gonna keep on waiting
Underneath the mistletoe
I won't make a list and send it
To the North Pole for Saint Nick
I won't even stay awake to
Hear those magic reindeers click
'Cause I just want you here tonight
Holding on to me so tight
What more can I do
Baby all I want for Christmas is you
Ooh baby
All the lights are shining
So brightly everywhere
And the sound of children's
Laughter fills the air
And everyone is singing
I hear those sleigh bells ringing
Santa won't you bring me the one I really need
Won't you bring back my baby to me...

Oh I don't want a lot for Christmas
This is all I'm asking for
I just want to see my baby
Standing right outside my door
Oh I just want you for my own
More than you could ever know
Make my wish come true
All I want for Christmas is...
You

All I want for Christmas is you... baby

Waiting for.. this Christmas

2009-12-06T20:28:00.001+08:00

December. It’s month of Christmas.
It’s the time of the month where everyone puts up their Christmas trees, where there are Christmas lanterns on every house and Christmas lights are everywhere.
Carolers go to every house and Christmas songs and carols are played over and over.
Everyone seems to be busy preparing their Christmas wish list and some people are busy buying Christmas presents. Well, some are also busy asking for presents.
There are people who are excited for an upcoming Christmas bonus. Some are already dying for their Christmas break/vacation so that they could go home to their own provinces.

There are lots of things and reasons why people would love to have Christmas.
It is a festive occasion and everyone would want to be merry.

But what do we truly wait for Christmas?

Children – well, including NON-children – keeps on talking about Santa Claus who would give them gifts during Christmas if he/she has been a good boy/girl the whole year.
He rides on his sleigh carried by his reindeers, led by Rudolph(the red-nosed reindeer), and drops gifts down on every house’s chimney every Christmas Eve. In the Philippines, since we don’t have chimneys, we just hang our socks. When we wake up, we find candies inside and assume that Santa came and visited us.

But then again, is Christmas really about Santa?

“Christmas is an annual holiday celebrated on December 25 that commemorates the birth of Jesus of Nazareth.” – wikipedia

It is not the actual birthday but it is the day of commemoration of His birth.

JESUS, the Son of God, is our Savior – died on the cross to save us from our sins. He defeated death and we were granted with life without end.
He walked and helped us all throughout the journey of our life. He never left us.
He accepts us and forgives our sins. He loves not only those who were good this year, but also those who have walked astray. We can’t find Him riding on a sleigh carried by reindeers, but He is with us every step of the way. His gift of life everlasting is not only during Christmas. He doesn’t put candies in our socks but showers us with God’s love.
We don’t even need to have a chimney or to hang our socks for us to receive His gifts.

Now, let me ask you again.

What do we wait for Christmas?

It is said that Christmas is about giving – giving presents.. giving LOVE.
But what I noticed is that people are ASKING for presents.
Now, people are always looking forward to receiving Christmas gifts.

Again.

Think of the true meaning of Christmas.

What do we truly wait for?

Is it the bonuses?
The vacation?
The presents we are going to receive?
Santa Claus?
Or the commemoration of the birth of Our Savior?

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Just something to reflect on. (:

~* HAPPY HOLIDAYS! *~

No new posts

2009-11-21T08:41:00.001+08:00

In case you haven’t noticed, this blog has no new posts lately. Here could be some reasons.

I’m busy with other stuffs.
I spend most of my time on facebook.
I have no new topics on mind.
Well, I do have one, but then I can’t seem to get those words typed out.
I feel lazy.

Well, there you go! I hope I could finish that draft I’m making (and it seems I couldn’t find it o.0).

So there.

Fairy Tail Anime OUT

2009-10-19T16:25:00.001+08:00

The title said it all.

Hiro Mashima’s Fairy Tail has been animated and was released on the 2nd week of October 2009.

Here’s a summary of the said series courtesy of One Manga.

Lucy is a 17-year-old girl, who wants to be a full-fledged mage. One day when visiting Harujion Town, she meets Natsu, a young man who gets sick easily by any type of transportation. But Natsu isnt just any ordinary kid, he's a member of one of the world's most infamous mage guilds: Fairy Tail.

In the anime, they use the term wizards rather than mages (or I hope it’s just some slight problem with the subs).

I watched the anime at NarutoWire. To watch the series, click here.

I was told that zomganime has the quickest updates so it’s worth checking out.

I just hope they will not destroy the anime just like what happened to Rave (which was also made by Hiro Mashima).

My Driver

2009-09-17T14:03:00.000+08:00

My long day at school was over. It is time for me to head home.

I usually ride a motorcycle, or so-called "habal-habal" in going home.
As we were on the way, I watched again what's around me, looking for what other "emo" things that I could write here in my blog (yeah, things like the "A Stucked Takyan").

The wind blew my hair. (amf wind!)

I hold on to my book because it might fall along the way. (sheesh!)

It was hot and it was also very dusty. (*cough* *cough*)

There were vehicles in front of us and we could not just overtake right away. (tsk!)0

The driver started to drive fast. In a moment there, I was scared.
But then I felt that I should trust him.

That's when I remember a quote sent by a friend. It goes like this :

"An airplane on its return flight suddenly encountered a turbulence..
Oxygen bags started to be dispensed so all the passengers started to panic except for a boy who was playing with his PSP. When the trouble had gone, they asked the boy why he remained calm and how he seemed unafraid to die. With a smile, he answered : 'my dad is the pilot!' That's TRUST. If GOD is the pilot of our lives, there's no need to worry even if everything goes wrong."

In my case, I wasn't on an airplane.

...

I was on a motorcycle.

...

But somehow, I was able to link things.

GOD is the driver of my life.

And like in a motorcycle, I should TRUST Him.

The wind messing my hair?
It may be something in my life that would piss me off.
But then again, if you think about it, it's just the wind.
I can't just let the 'wind' ruin my life, right? ;]

Holding on to the book?
There are important things in life which you must hold on to - things you should not let go.
In life, these could be the people we love, or belongings which we consider dear to us.
Thus, we have responsibilities.
We have things to consider.
Let's not think of these as burdens but things - when gone - would make us incomplete.

The dust and heat were all part of the 'trip' in going home.
Same in life, we encounter such things before we are able to reunite with God, the Father, in Heaven.

Then I realized that I am always making myself busy. I mean, like looking for other stuffs around, when in fact if I look straight ahead, I could see the driver - just like in life.
Why do I need to look for other things to be busy with when I have nothing to do, when I could always just turn to God and spend time with Him.

...

There.

I arrived home.
I entered.
Yes. At last.

My haven.

...

If we think of it over, life is a journey.
Our destination is home, and in life, the home that God prepared for us is Heaven.
We encountered dusts, wind, traffic, and journeyed under the heat - the obstacles in life.

But let us remember, God is always there for us.

We only just need to trust Him to be able to go home.

Because in life, God is the driver. (:

Declamation Piece

2009-08-25T15:03:00.000+08:00

uhm..

Let's just say I need you right now...
I am in need of a declamation piece.
So....
I need you to give me one.

Or just choose which of these should I .. uhm... bsta! xD

*Disclaimer: I AM NOT THE AUTHOR OF THE PIECES BELOW. THE AUTHORS WERE ANONYMOUS FROM WHERE I GOT THEM.

BAD GIRL

Hey! Every Body seems to be staring at me..

You! You! All of you!

How dare you to stare at me?

Why? Is it because I’m a bad girl?

A bad girl I am, A good for nothing teen ager, a problem child?

That’s what you call me!

I smoke. I drink. I gamble at my young tender age.

I lie. I cheat, and I could even kill, if I have too.

Yes, I’m a bad girl, but where are my parents?

You! You! You are my good parents?

My good elder brother & sister in this society were I live?

Look…look at me…What have you done to me?

You have pampered and spoiled me, neglected me when I needed you most!

In trusted me to a yaya, whose intelligent was much lower than mine!

While you go about your parties, your meetings and gambling sessions…

Thus… I drifted away from you!

Longing for a fathers love, yearning for a mothers care!

As I grow up, everything change!

You too have change!

You spent more time in your pokers, mahjong tables, bars and night clubs.

You even landed on the headline of the news paper as crook, peddlers and racketeers.

Now, you call my name; accuse me in everything I do to myself?

Tell me! How good you are?

If you really wish to ensure my future

Then hurry….hurry back home! Where I await you, because I need you…

Protect me from all evil influences that will threaten at my very own understanding…

But if I am bad, really bad…then, you’ve got to help me!

Help me! Oh please…Help me!

~ * ~

Taken For Granted

“Christians? Christians?”

Have you heard that call? They’re looking for me. That’s definitely me. You’re in doubt and Why? You want me to give you proofs? Oh! That’s very easy.

Who told you to doubt that I am a Christian?

I am a Christian! How?

I went to church. I pray. I have my religion. I read the Bible. I love kids and I am giving them what they want. I sing gospel songs. Now you’re telling me that you are in doubt?

How dare you to question me?

Can’t you see? Or Are you blind? I am the true definition of a Christian. You’re so pathetic; you don’t have the right to question me that way.

What?! You want to ask me more?!… I’ll think about it for a second. Hmhm… Ok! I’m sure I’ll be able to answer all your questions fluently. Go… Ask me….

You’re asking me if I go to church every Sunday?! I told you… I GO TO CHURCH… ahmm b-bu-but not every Sunday. Every other Sunday I guess that’s fine with the Lord.

Why?! I-I-I have a project every other Sunday. Yes r-r-right, I have a project. The Lord understands that.

Liar?! I’m not a liar. I’m telling you the truth in fact I went to church last three Sundays straight and Oh my Gosh Cris is in the stage he’s starting to play the guitar.

Ooops I slip!

Ok fine. I went to church three times straight without absent b-because of Cris. He’s cute, he’s talented. And I’m still there for the Lord.

Liar? I’m not a liar. I am still a Christian. It so happen that I don’t have any projects that Sunday.

Ahhh! Fake?! I’m not a fake Christian; at least I go to church.

Don’t shout! Ahhh! I said I’m not a fake Christian, I-I-I pray… every other day. At least I pray.

No! I said I am a true Christian I read the Bible. I open it… Every time the Pastor is telling me to do so.

Ok stop. Why do we need to argue? I guess I really don’t know what Christianity is?

Ok! I go to church not because of Christ but because of Chris! I’m sleeping every time there is a sermon because I only love the music. I don’t read my Bible because I guess that’s boring. I sing… “Jesus, I surrender I draw nearer, I fall down” but the truth I’m not sincere with that. But I guess my works will be credited in his name. I share my blessings to the poor, i give gifts every Sunday and I have a religion I guess that works…I don’t know.

Right, Ephesians 2: 8-9 was right. It is not by works that I will be saved because Jesus is the only way. And I am so wrong I don’t even mind his sacrifices on the cross. I am supposed to be there because those are my sins. I forgot my purpose here on earth; you know what, he’s been good to me. But I always take him for granted. I’m doing things not for his glory but for my own. I should live for him because he died for me. I’m so ashamed now. But Lord you still forgave me. You’re so good. And you brought me to my knees.

Now I’m talking and standing in front of you and I don’t care if you are going to laugh at me. I care to tell you things that I believe I must tell you. He won everything in me and he’s been waiting for you too… If you believe you have him, you may now shout what Carman once wrote “Jesus is the Champion”.

Thanks for taking time to read. (:

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Strands of Hair

2009-08-23T22:39:00.001+08:00

23rd of August, 2009

I finally decided to have my hair cut. The last trim I got was last November of 2008. I love that hair. I mean, hello, 2k+!? Who'll never love that!?

Anyway, I wanted to have a haircut that bad because I just want a new look. I mean, hello, I have this hair since November the previous year! Who'll never get tired of that look!?
And also, it's a waste of shampoo! And seeing that combs are always "non-existent" in this house, I really need to have shorter hair.

When we were looking to where or who should cut my hair, I was beginning to have second thoughts.
Am I really gonna have my hair cut?

When we entered this certain parlor, I was starting to become hesitant.
Should I really have my hair cut?

When I sat on the black chair, I sighed.
I am really going to have my hair cut.

When my hair was being shampooed, I thought that after this, I would no longer have to use one sachet in every baths. Maybe half of it would already do.

When I returned to my seat, I was staring at myself in the mirror, thinking to myself that a few minutes after this, I am gonna have a new look.

Here comes the man with the scissors. @_@
He examined my hair, slowly taking a few strands, and *snip*.

I just watched by the mirror.

*snip*

Another batch of hair strands fell to the floor.

*snip*

Another fell on my shoulder.

As I watched every cut, memories and thoughts rushed by.

Those strands of hair on the floor were exactly the strands of hair I 'wore' on my first trip to Manila.

*snip*

Those strands of hair were what I had when I first met some of my online friends.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair that I had when I first played PSP.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair "7" loves to smell around.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair I had during my 18th birthday.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair I slept on for 10 months.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair that the breeze of Bohol blew.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair I used to hide my face when I feel the need to hide or when I am ashamed/embarrassed.

*snip*

Those were the strands of hair that gave me the new feel and look.

*snip*

It's done.

It's a new me - or rather, it just looks like a new ME.
I finally had a new look and, of course, shorter hair.

But there's this question I so want to utter, "Could I keep them?"

I want to keep those which fell on the floor and on my shoulders. I want to keep those strands of hair... for in each strand makes me remember some things that happened.
Each represents an important event in my life.

But as I turned, they're gone.
The kind lady already swept them off before the cut was even finished.
I can no longer ask for them. I sighed.

I looked at myself once again in the mirror.
There.
I realized.

I realized that I still have some hair with me.
After all, it was only a haircut.
I then realized that even though those cuts of the strands of hair were already in the trash bin, my memories are still here. I am still keeping them.

And even if how short my hair has become, it will always grow back, telling me that there are, again, another batch of experiences and events in my life - and that, time would come that I would need to have it cut again.

I finally had my hair cut.

*snip*

Recursion

2009-08-16T20:25:00.000+08:00

Recursion, in mathematics and computer science, is a method of defining functions in which the function being defined is applied within its own definition. The term is also used more generally to describe a process of repeating objects in a self-similar way. For instance, when the surfaces of two mirrors are almost parallel with each other the nested images that occur are a form of infinite recursion.

Source : Wikipedia

In our class, we simply refer to it as a method that calls itself.

To understand, here's a sample program code.
The program below is to compute the factorial of positive integer N.

A non-recursive definition is something like this.

pr = 1;
for(int k=1; k <= N; k++)
{
pr = pr * k;
}

But when we define a recursive method, it would be like this.

int factorial(int N)
{
if(N == 1)
return 1;
else
return N * factorial(N-1);
}

Just go with the code's flow.

Here are other examples of recursive methods.

/** Getting the product of two integer values **/

int product (int x, int y)
{
if (y == 1)
return x;
else
return x + product(x, y-1);
}

/** Displaying digits of a give number in a separate line **/

void display(int x)
{
if (x >= 10)
display(x/10);

System.out.println(x%10);
}

/** Getting the sum of the square from 1 to n **/

int sumofsquare(int n)
{
if(n == 1)
return 1;
else
return (n*n) + sumofsquare(n-1);
}

/** Prints odd numbers between 1 to N **/

void printodd(int N)
{
if (N!=1)
{
printodd(N-1);
if(N%2 != 0)
System.out.println(N);
}
}

/** Calculates the length of a linked list **/

int length(NodeOp p)
{
if(p == tail)
return 1;
else
return 1 + length(p.next);
}

So that's it.

Chapter 3 - Challenge Questions and Activities

2009-08-16T19:35:00.000+08:00

Given as an assignment last August 14, 2009 to be passed on August 17, 2009.
Questions and answers are, unsurprisingly, found on the last page.

1. List the seven-step process for converting human communications to data.

-the user inputs data using a hardware interface
-software and hardware convert data to a digital format
-application services initiate the data transfer
-OSI layers encapsulate data down the stack
-Encapsulated data travels across the media to the destination
-OSI layers at the destination decapsulate the data up the stack
-Data is ready to be processed by the end device

2. Describe the two forms of application software and the purpose of each.

Application software has two forms: applications and services.

Applications are designed to interact with us. Application is software for the user. If the device is a computer, the application is typically initiated by the user. Although there may be many layers of support underneath, application software provides an interface between humans and the hardware. The application will initiate the data transfer process when the user presses the Send button, or a similar action.

Services are background programs that perform a particular function in the data network. Services are invoked by a device connecting to the network or by an application. For example, a network service can provide functions that transmit data or provide conversion of data in a network. In general, services are not directly accessible or seen by the end user. They provide the connection between an application and the network.

3. Elaborate on the meaning of the terms server and client in the context of data networks.

The source end of data communication is referred to as the “server” and the receiving end is called the “client.” The client and server processes are application layer services provide the foundation for data network connectivity.

In some cases the "servers" and "clients" are devices that perform that role specifically and exclusively. For example:
A central file server may contain an organization's business data files that employees access using their client only workstations
Internet based examples include web servers and mail servers where many users access a centrally provided service.
In other situations, such as file sharing over a home network, individual devices may perform both server and client roles at different times.

Servers are both a repository and a source of information such as, text files, databases, pictures, video, or audio files that have been previously recorded.

The role of the server may be to manage communications as it occurs. This is referred to as "real-time" communication. Examples include a college student enrolment server where many users may be accessing the same database at the same time but everyone requires the same up to date information; or, a communications server setting up an IP telephone call where device network addresses have to be matched with the dialed telephone number.

The server process maybe called the "server daemon" and typically run in the background rather than under the direct control of an end user. These server processes make the data of the communication available to the data network. Server processes are said to be "listening" for a request from a client. When a server "hears" a request from a client, it exchanges appropriate messages with client as required by the protocol being used and then sends the requested data.

Client processes at the other end of the communication across the data network allow the user to make requests to obtain the data from a server. The client software typically uses a program initiated by a user. The client in initiates communication data flow from the server by sending requests for the data to the server. The server responds by starting to send one or more streams of data to the client. In addition to the actual data transfer, this exchange may include user authentication and identification of the data file to be transferred.

Although the data is typically considered as flowing from the server to the client, there is always some flow from the client to the server. A data transfer from a client to a server is referred to as upload and the data from a server is download..

Examples of common client/server services include:
DNS Domain Name Service)
FTP (File Transfer Service)
HTTP (Hypertext transport Protocol)
Telnet. (TELetype NETwork Service)

It is through the application layer client services most users experience the data network, hence the importance of understanding this area of networking.

4. Compare and contrast client/server with peer to peer data transfer over networks.

Client/server data transfer specifically refers to the centralized source end of data
communication as the server and the receiving and as the client.

With peer-to-peer data transfer both client and server services are used within the same
conversation. Either end of the communication can initiate the exchange and both devices are
considered equal in the communication process. The devices on either end of the
communication are called peers.

In contrast to a client/server model. where a server is typically a centralized repository and
responds to request from many clients; peer-to-peer networking has distributed data.Further

5. List five general functions that application layer protocols specify.

Functions specified by Application layer protocols include:
-the process that are to occur at either end of the communication. This includes what has
to happen to the data and how the Protocol Data Unit is to be structured. The application
layer PDU used in this course is called "data".
-The types of messages: these can include requests, acknowledgements, data messages
status messages and error messages.
-The syntax of the message: this gives the expected order of information(fields)in a message.
-The meaning of the fields within specific message types has to constant so the services can correctly act in accordance with the information

6. Give the specific purposes of the DNS, HTTP, SMB, and SMTP/POP application layer protocols.

All these protocols use a client/server process.

Domain Name System (DNS) provides users with an automated service that matches or resolves resource names and email domains with the required numeric device network address. This service is available to any user connected to the Internet and running an application layer application such as a web browser or email client program.

Hypertext Transfer Protocol (HTTP) was originally developed to publish and retrieve Hypertext Markup Language (HTML) pages and is now used for distributed, collaborative, hypermedia information systems. HTTP is used by the World Wide Web (WWW) to transfer data from web servers to web clients.

Server Message Block (SMB) describes the structure of sharing network resources, such as directories, files, printers, and serial ports between computers.

Simple Mail Transport Protocol (SMTP) transfers outbound e-mails from the e-mail client to the e-mail server and transports e-mail between e-mail servers and so enables-mail to be exchanged over the Internet.

POP, or POP3 (Post Office Protocol version 3), delivers e-mail from the e-mail server to the client.

7. Compare and contrast the messages that application layer protocols such as DNS, HTTP, SMB, and SMTP/POP exchange between devices to enable data transfer to occur.

DNS includes standard queries, responses, and data formats. DNS protocol communications are carried in a single format called a message. This message format is used for all types of client queries and server responses, error messages and for the transfer of resource record information between servers.

HTTP is a request/response protocol:
A client application layer application, typically a web browser, sends a request message to the server.
The server responds with the appropriate message.

The protocol also includes messages to upload data to the server, as when completing an online form.

SMB messages use a common format to:
start, authenticate, and terminate sessions
control file and printer access
allow an application to send or receive messages to or from another device

SMTP specifies commands and replies that relate to session initiation, mail transaction, forwarding mail, verifying mailbox names, expanding mailing lists, and the opening and closing exchanges.

POP is a typical client/server protocol with the server listening for client connections and the client initiating the connection to the server. The server can then transfer the e-mail.

All above protocols use server/client request/response messages. Whereas users see the applications that use HTTP (a web browser), SMB (file manager) and SMTP/POP (email client), DNS operation underlies these applications and is truly transparent to the user.

Source : CISCO (cisco.netacad.net)

BoF Comical Skit

2009-08-09T01:02:00.000+08:00

The BSIT-3 students of UC-Banilad won the BoF Comical Skit Presentation last August 5, 2009 during their PSITS Acquaintance Party.

It became the highlight of that night's event.

There were a lot of positive feedback. There was unity and cooperation among the members. It captured the attention of the crowd. It gave life to the so-called party.

Good thing someone recorded it.

So there.

Happy watching! :D

Uploaded by Junmark Hortelano of BSIT-3.

More to that

2009-08-08T16:12:00.000+08:00

Just last July 29 of 2009, I lost something dear to me.. Something I never leave the house without.. Something that would connect me to everyone I consider part of my life.. Something that would tell them that I am just here.. my phone. (=.=")

I was saddened by the thought that I lost not only the phone but almost everything in my life. I mean, all my contacts are there. My kapretx, my college buddies, my highschool folks, my relatives, my folks, my other friends, etc. I had that number since my first year in college where I first used SUN as my "primary" network and I tend to love that 'number' so much.

I kept my life records - yeah, all the highlights about my life - stored in the calendar. Everything - yes, just about everything - that happened that I do not wish to forget are all there since I got hold of that phone.

All birthday greetings I received there during my 18th birthday are all saved there. Even those messages that touched me, or those that made me laugh.

I have there the songs which holds some meaning in my life, and pictures which can only be captured once in this lifetime.

My manga reading list is there. All mangas I am currently reading and putting on hold are there. And now that I have lost my phone, I can't remember where I stopped. [i dun like bookmarking them]

And I just loaded it the day before. I wasn't able to use the load much.

The casing I bought from Manila and the AYA Butterfly accessory given by my sister were there with my phone, too.

Sigh.

It was only my phone that got lost but seems like a lot of things go with it. Now that I've thought about it, it was not really the phone that I am sad about but what was IN the phone.

I, trying to be an optimist, have to see the bright side of things.

So okay, I lost it.

Which means I don't have to worry about the prepaid load. And anyway, the battery was already deffective. An anonymous texter always bothers me, flooding my inbox. At least I was freed with some of these hassles.

But then maybe you'll think that those are just small stuffs and the so-called brighter side isn't actually that bright. So let's try to see things beyond that.

Though I no longer have my phone, the 'connection' is still there. It is something that cannot be taken away from us that easily.
I admit that at times, I feel unimportant, that they do not care because they don't even text me that much. But during that day, a lot - yeah, A LOT - helped me look for my phone. A LOT tried to contact whoever got hold of it. A LOT said they're gonna miss my GM's. It was somehow heartwarming. (:

Even if I did lost my phone, a lot of good things came. We were given this chance to get close with the rest of our batchmates through the BoF Comical Skit. And yes, our batch won.
We were also honored for winning the video making contest. And there are a lot of other good things that happened to me.

So, instead of getting all down and depressed about the loss of my phone, why not just think of all the other good things that happened even without my phone.

I remember my other blog post, "A Stucked Takyan".
When one leaves, it doesn't mean that we don't have anything else to hold on to.
Just as the saying goes, "When one door closes, another one opens."

The good things I mentioned may not be about seeing the bright side of losing my phone but those are things which still happened despite the loss of something dear to me.

It is similar with life.

In everything that happens, there is always something more to that. (:

~~/** makes sense? yeah.. i know alright.. it doesn't! xD **/~~

Always Number 2

2009-07-16T14:53:00.000+08:00

Hmn.. I am giving room here to someone who wants to express him/herself.
This may not be a true story (which I really think is NOT), but then I just wanna share.xD
Feeling of being number 2.

I hate it when they tell me to do things in order for me to be like them. I hate the thought of them wanting me to grow to be someone else. I hate hearing all criticisms about how I run my life and how they run theirs. I hate it when they force me to do this because they are also doing that. I always hate being compared because whichever angle I may look at it, I always end up being number TWO.
At home, my effort seems to be unappreciated while they praise every good thing that she does. Someone told me that maybe they treat me that way because they are already used of seeing me doing those things, but that doesn't mean I don't need some appreciation. With this, I always felt I am number 2.
At school, I always do my best. I always aim for the highest mark. But I just can't seem to overpass him. I am always number 2.
In love, I like this someone who said he likes me back. But with all his sweet caresses and tender words, I can see through all these pretensions that he likes someone else. And worse is that, he loves her more than me. I hate to admit but I am only his number 2.
In our circle of friends, I hide all my insecurities about my life by cracking jokes and be the clown. I update them with the latest news and trends. But there's this someone who makes better jokes than I do and has more interesting stories to tell. Still, I am number 2.
In my life, I want to do things my own way and for my own. But there's always a person or two who wants me to live my life the way they want. They want me to follow a path that they chose for me. Even in my own life, I am only number 2 in command.
Sigh.
I am always number 2.

-Anonymous

Again, this is just to give an idea on how number 2's feel.

New Layout

2009-07-14T16:30:00.000+08:00

So how does my new blog's look feel?

Hmn.. Not that I don't like my previous layout, (in fact, I LOVE IT), it's just that I feel there is a need for change.

I just want to see something new, that's all. xD
But I just can't seem to find something dark with shades of neon green so I would just be sticking with this one for a while (or maybe permanently).

I did only a little modification. I changed teh font styles to TREBUCHET MS, my fave!

Hope the new layout doesn't sore your eyes, or anything, eh?

Want a new template?

http://btemplates.com

CPDRC Inmates' Tribute to Michael Jackson

2009-07-05T14:36:00.000+08:00

As a tribute to Michael Jackson, whose song "Thriller" made them known, the CPDRC inmates performed another dance number.

Performed on June 27, 2009.
Completed in 10 hours after receiving word that the King of Pop passed away.

- byronfgarcia

The Last Airbender

2009-07-02T16:33:00.000+08:00

Avatar: The Last Airbender (also known as Avatar: The Legend of Aang) is an American animated television series that aired for three seasons on Nickelodeon and the Nicktoons Network. The series was created and produced by Michael Dante DiMartino and Bryan Konietzko, who served as executive producers along with Aaron Ehasz. Avatar is set in an Asian-influenced world of martial arts and elemental manipulation. The show drew on elements from East Asian, South Asian, and Western culture, making it a mixture of what were previously traditionally separate categories of anime and US domestic cartoons.

The series follows the adventures of the main protagonist Aang and his friends, who must save the world by defeating the Fire Lord and ending the destructive war with the Fire Nation. The pilot episode first aired on February 21, 2005 and the series concluded with a widely-lauded two-hour television movie on July 19, 2008. The show is now available on DVD, the iTunes Store, and the Xbox Live Marketplace, as well as its home on Nickelodeon.

Source of wikipedia.

Now, why am I blogging this?

It is because there is an upcoming live action film based on this series to be shown on July 2, 2010 directed by M. Night Shyamalan.

That would be one year from now, eh?

Anyways, here's a trailer..

BSIT SY 2008-2009 Picture Compilation

2009-07-02T16:11:00.000+08:00

This is my second time making a video (and just a picture compilation).

I love these guys~
I have nothing to do during my summer break so I decided to make something like this. and chenenen~!

there ya go~!

oh! I didn't really remove the audio from the video. Tell me if it's irritating to the ears :p
I planned to just lower the volume of the background music in that part, I just don't have the software to do so. :-/

Anyways.. yea.. so there!

RP Football Team

2009-06-23T21:24:00.000+08:00

MANILA - The Singapore Ministry of Health denied Tuesday the request of the Philippine Sports Commission to shorten the mandatory quarantine period of the Philippine football team to the First Asian Youth Games in the city.

After the quarantine, the team will go back to the Philippines, effectively ending their participation in the sports competition.

"Our football team's appeal is denied. They are scheduled to arrive [in Manila] on the 28th of June after the quarantine period is over," RP team chef de mission Col. Cesar Binag said in a text message to ABS-CBN News.

On Monday, PSC chair Harry Angping made the request, to shorten the mandatory seven-day quarantine period to four days to allow the Philippine football team to play its last two elimination round games in the games in Singapore.

The team was quarantined in a resort in Singapore after one of the athletes, a 14-year-old boy, tested positive for influenza A (H1N1).

The player arrived from Philippines with 17 other teammates and two coaches Thursday, and showed signs of fever after practicing the following day.

Source : ABS CBN News

I feel sorry for the RP Football Team. I mean, they already trained for it, they worked hard for it, they prepared for it and they are so excited about it. Sigh.

A(H1N1) at UCLM

2009-06-22T23:59:00.000+08:00

Three of the students from UCLM resulted positive of A(H1N1). Classes were suspended for ten days.

I don't know much about the details.

Stumbling upon a blog of another blogmate, it was mentioned there that one student from UC-Banilad also got the said flu. He quarantined, himself, though and I am not sure if he is already attending his classes.

I just hope that this disease will stop spreading. It caused people to panic when, IMO, dengue is even more dangerous than this A(H1N1) flu.

So that's it.

I'll update this post if something come up.

HobCon 09

2009-06-11T02:11:00.000+08:00

*click to enlarge image*

On June 20 & 21, 2009 the First ever HobCon Event in Cebu will be held at the Parkmall, 168 Ouano Road North Reclemation Area Mandaue City, Cebu! Highlights will be LevelUp! Live 2009-Cebu Regional & Cosplay Event!

For information about the LevelUp! Live 2009-Cebu Regional please visit www.levelupgames.ph

For Cosplayers, please send your registrations to Cane Events (caneevents@yahoo.com) with the following details for ID Purposes: (ALL SENT INFO IS CONFIDENTIAL AND WOULD NOT BE DISCLOSED TO ANYONE BUT CANE EVENTS AUTHORITIES)
1. Name:
2. Address:
3. Email:
4. Age:
5. Contact Number:
6. Cosplay Character:
7. Character Picture:

- you may Cosplay any character you want desu~ ^^v

FOR THOSE PEOPLE WHO WANT TO SHOWCASE THEIR TOY COLLECTION, PLEASE EMAIL CANE EVENTS AT CANEEVENTS@YAHOO.COM.

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visit site : caneevents.com

*would definitely attend this one~
and oh! CBS is a media partner~

naysu~

Summer Rain

2009-05-31T02:50:00.000+08:00

After all the complaints of the summer heat, here comes the summer rain.

During the summer, I have expected this to be my constant companion - boredom.
It has been with me since summer vacation started and together with it comes complaint.
I have always complained of how bored I am and how hot it is.

In some of the days this summer break, there have been some twists of my story.

One of which is when Anime Elites came back to life - the online community I so longed and loved. The warmth of belongingness of this online family added to the heat of my so-called summer break. It adds excitement to my online activities.

Another major event is when a certain somebody entered this scene of my life. This person which we'll call "Actor" has been playing a role in this chapter. We've already known each other way back but this is the first time Actor had played such a character.
I don't know and I am not sure why, but certainly, this person has changed something in my life. Actor added that heat of joy and confusion in my summer.

I went to a place that I longed to go back, a place where I kept some of my childhood memories, a place in which I could always associate with SUMMER. It was nice seeing them again. I felt like I have travelled back in time and became a child again. But shoot! I was wrong. I have never travelled back in time, instead, it made me see how much things changed - that today is always different from yesterday.I've been heated up with worries - worried that I may never be able to experience those things I used to do when I was still little.

Also, during this summer time, a new so-called epidemic shook the world - A(H1N1) flu.
Many people feared for the news about this virus was so hot.

SUMMER HEAT, then, for me is not just the heat of the sun, but also those things happening during the season.

But then comes SUMMER RAiN.

It's lonely.. it's sad.. not to mention I do dislike lightnings and thunders.

I got crappy internet connection due to this rain - reason I could not hang`out that much anymore at AE.
I am stucked staring at my mobile phone or playing with cards during rainy days.
Yet, it gave me time to relax - to find time to take a break for a while.

During the days of this summer rain, I was able to clear my thoughts and to properly assess my feelings about Actor. Maybe I was just not used with him doing this and that which almost lead me to jump to false conclusions. I am able to properly put him to that rightful place in my life.

My worries were washed away. There is something more to life and there are a lot of things that happened and will still be happening. I should never take my worries and anxieties too seriously. If all those things I wanted back would never come again, then I just need to accept that those things are better off staying there - just there.

Rain helped stop spreading the deadly virus.

With these, I have come to a realization that the rain is not just about being lonely, not just about being sad, not just about not being able to go outside and play, but it's something more.

It made me think of things I could never think of when days are hot and crazy. It made me feel something that warmth could never make me feel. It opened my eyes to things I could never see if it's sunny.

Summer break is over and the rainy days of summer began.

It's like a curtain.

It falls down... like a curtain.

*drip drip drip*

It indicates that my summer vacation is over.. and another chapter in my life has been done.

It closes this scene and is making me ready for the next one.

*drip drip drip*

After all the complaints of the summer heat, here comes the summer rain.

+ + +

~~Author's Note : This post is amf! wahaha.. words are just coming out.. O_O~~

You Belong with Me

2009-05-30T00:28:00.000+08:00

A music video - You Belong with Me by Taylor Swift.

No, I am not a big fan of hers.
Yes, I like the song.
Plus, the video's much cuter~

Here's the vid :D

♪ If you could see that I'm the one who understands you ♪
♪ Been here all along so why can't you see? ♪
♪ YOU BELONG WITH ME ♪

It's a BIG World.. not quite

2009-05-20T11:23:00.000+08:00

~~I've been stucked thinking about this entry's title since I can't seem to think of what title would fit this post.~~

Anyways.. here ya go~

On the first day of May, 2009, we went to Oslob, southern part of Cebu. I was planning to take pictures on the way home since I so love the horizon. When I saw that great view from where we were, I was so amazed by the sight that I forgot to take pictures.

The horizon was so wide.
It was a vast ocean.
The world is so big.

Then came this realization that I am nothing but a small pebble of this HUGE WORLD - that I have been thinking so much about myself when duuh.. the world is so much bigger than that.

Questions then came running through my mind.

Can I possibly fulfill my dreams which is as big as this world?
Can I really make a name and be known?
Can I be noticed?
Am I really somebody?
Can the Lord God really hear me?

Questions stopped coming after the last one.

Then I said, "Yes. I believe the Lord God hears me. I believe He always listens to me."

With that, these thoughts then came to my mind.

The horizon is not that wide for the Lord's sight.
The ocean is not that vast for the Lord's reach.
The world is not that big for the Lord's love.

After those thoughts, I was relieved.

I am confident I can reach my dreams.
I already made a name.
I am noticed.
And I know, I am somebody.

Yes...

It is a big world...

but not just quite. :p

Turn back time

2009-05-19T13:23:00.000+08:00

If only I could turn back time, I would go back to that time where all I could ever think about is to have fun.. When I content myself with playing with my toys and playmates for teh whole day.. when I could easily ease teh pain with a gum and a lollipop.. when i would only need to cry to get people around me give me what I ask.. when everyone else fights for my happiness..

yes.....

back when i was still a child...

where problems never trouble me..

where everyone is just a friend..... yes... just a friend...

why do people change so much when they grow up?
why can't we just stay the way we were when we first met?
why can we no longer do those things we used to do?
why are those memories.. just memories?

what happened to the old us??

bah!

...

i know... i myself has changed.... still....

....

it was a pleasure knowing these folks... and it will ALWAYS be...
they're one of teh reasons I so long to go back......

but now... they add up to teh reasons why I would hesitate to go....

I can't be what you ask me to become...
i could only be teh "ME" that you've known before..
i can't give what you ask..
all i could offer you is that bond we had for years..

......

cannot we go back to teh times when all we need is ONE WHISTLE to be there?
cannot we go back to teh times when we even forget we have our phones?
cannot we go back to teh times when we take turns riding teh bicycle?
cannot we go back to teh times when we never have to drink beer/alcohol to be able to converse?
cannot we go back to teh times when we dun need to force anybody to do this and that?
cannot we go back to teh times when all we ever wanted was to play all day long?

*sigh*

i miss teh old days......

if only i could turn back time... (=.=)

ayan, nag`EEMO na naman nang wala sa lugar.. wahahaha..
*sigh*
seriously... i miss our childhood days...

What's in a Name

2009-04-30T15:26:00.000+08:00

JESSA CYREL is my real name.

My name should've been Cyrel Jenebieve but my father's sister insisted on naming me Jessa, taken from the name JESUS for I was born on Christmas Day. I love Jesus Christ, my Saviour, but I don't like my name that much. Not only is it common but my mother was deprived of that only chance of naming her daughter Jenebieve. I prefer Cyrel for it could have been my first name and it was given by my father.

People used to call me only by nickies, and depending on the name or way they call me could I distinguish that person's standing in my life. It was only my dad who would call me Cyrel - and he prefers calling me by that name instead of Jessa. My mom would also just use "Jessa" if she's scolding me or if she's angry at me.

Oh yeah! Pronunciation is important.
If it is "Jisa", it would mean that the person is someone close to me.
If it is "Jessa", it may be a teacher, acquaintance or someone who just knows me by name.

It sounds very uncomfortable for me, I don't know why. And people who are close to me also finds it uncomfortable pronouncing it that way so I wasn't really used with that name.

During my HS days, I was called by different names by different people as pet names. There's "George", "Silver Friend", "kornix", "manghod", and many more. Hearing someone call me "jess" or "jessa" is creepy.

I have always wrote this name on my school papers, forms, raffle tickets and all but when I look at it and think that this name is MINE, everything would turn blank and all I could see is myself and that name in front of me. It's really hard to explain but I get this feeling that I have never owned that name. As if it's just a five-letter word given by my dad's sister to have it printed on my birth certificate, given so that people could just simply take out some of its letters and use those to call me.

JESSA JESSA JESSA JESSA JESSA JESSA JESSA JESSA...

See? It's happened again!

During those years with that name, I did not have a very happy life. I was always emotionally disturbed. I don't know how it feels to have true friends I can rely on, how it feels when I can freely express what I think and feel and how it feels when people trust me. I was always scared - scared to be left behind, scared to be rejected, scared to be lost, scared to be unnoticed, scared to be unappreciated, and scared to be forgotten.
My life was always full of anxieties, fears and insecurities.

When I reached college, people call each other by their surnames. I was determined to leave that old me behind and be someone NEW.

A couple of new friends added me on friendster. I used "AYA" as my net name. They thought it was my true name, so instead of calling me "Alao", they prefer calling me AYA since it sounds cuter. Eventually, everyone started calling me AYA.

I had a bunch of new friends whom I really treasure. I was accepted of what I am. I felt a sense of belongingness. I had the courage to express myself. I had a new name.
And it seems that with that new name, I had a new life.

It's only been two years since everyone calls me that but it seems like I have always had that name.
It may still be common in Japanese anime and manga but there is no other AYA they know. When they talk about me, they would not ask, "Which AYA?".
Everytime they utter my name, I felt that they have always believed in me.. that they need an AYA in their lives.
This name pictures out a new me.. a cheerful and happy life.
Holding this name makes me feel that I was reborn.

AYA AYA AYA AYA AYA AYA AYA AYA...

It is goodbye to that old life!

Yet..

My label is still Jessa.
When I stare of this name, my imaginings begin again. And their goes that fact that..
"Shoot! This is still my name."

This is the only name I could use in official and legal papers.
When I take exams, I have to use this name.
In filling up forms, I have to use this name.
In important accounts, I have to use this name.
In applying for jobs, I have to use this name.
In business, I have to use this name.

Because THIS IS MY NAME.

I don't know why but thinking of this name would make me think about that past life I had.

...

I have already said goodbye to that life.

...

But I am never going to say goodbye to THAT name.

I am holding on to it even if I think that AYA would suit me best, even if I don't like that name, even if I could associate it with that old life, and all the even if's.

I am hoping that someday, I may be able to use it - PROUDLY.
That someday, I would no longer have that uncomfy feeling if people calls me that.
That someday, with it is a MORE cheerful and happier life.

I have made a name and made a new life with it.
Now, I have to make a life out of THAT name.

You may say and ask, "Duh.. What's in a name? That you have to go over sentimental chuvaness over it."
Well, I tell you..

It meant something more to me than you think.

My name is my life.

JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA , JESSA , AYA . . .

As a Child

2009-04-28T00:11:00.000+08:00

it's time for bed..

*blank* time for sentimental stuffs . .

. . . all of a sudden, certain thoughts came rushing into my mind . . .

Back when I was still a child, my mom took really good care of us. She always buys us stuff we like, kisses us everytime she goes to work, gets back home and goes to sleep, hugs us every chance she gets, reads us stories, scolds us when we do something wrong . . things a mother would usually do. That's how I pictured a mother would really be - a person responsible for the household chores and in taking care of the children.

My father is a seaman so we hardly see each other. Honestly, when I was still very little, I often wonder when I see him at our house, "Who is this guy?". I forgot the time when I have totally understood that he really is our father. He keeps going outside of the country to work for us, and the only thing that would remind me he is still with us is when my mom had a tape in the recorder to record our voices and send it to him. We don't have stuffs such as mobile phones, internet, etc. on that time, so we only get to send letters and pictures if we get the chance. That is how I pictured a father would really be - someone who would be busy with work and sacrifices not to be with his family just to earn money for them.

Parents played a very important role in the family.
But then, I thought, "What is my role?"

When I was in elementary, we had a lesson about the family. It says that the father works for the family and the mother takes care of it - I was right! But there was an addition. The elder brother takes care of his younger siblings, the elder sister helps with the household chores, and the baby.. err.. I don't really know.

I had the chance to talk about it with my mother, thinking that she could answer every question I asked since she is a teacher. I asked her if what our teacher said was right - she said yes. I told her, "I can't help with the household chores! I am still little." She giggled. So I asked, "What is the role of a child?". She said, "A child gives joy to the family."
That time, I did not really understand it, but I hold on to that thought that I give joy to them.

I get to open that topic with my mom again. I just want to understand fully how a child could give joy to the family. "When the parents got home, they are usually very tired from work. But when they see their child/children, they get happy." was her very simple answer. But again, I did not understand why they would be happy. I no longer asked questions, all I know is that I, as a child, can make them happy - and that is my role in this family.
And I so my only goal back then was to make my parents happy.

Years passed . . .

I am a college student right now. I've been busy with lots of stuffs lately. I met so many new things I haven't encountered when I was still a kid. I have a barkada, I got myself a couple of mobile phones, I spend most of the times surfing on the internet, I get to work with codes and programs, I joined groups, I'm addicted to manga and anime(well..used to), and I got lazier.

My mom just got home from work, and she was scolding us for not doing this and that - for being lazy. "I was so busy with things at work and when I get home, do I have to do things here as well?!". I easily get annoyed with such sermons.

Then I remembered something..
"When the parents get home, they are usually very tired from work. But when they see their child/children, they get happy."

I sat and looked at my mom who was already sleeping on the couch. I was thinking "As her daughter, do I still make her happy when she sees me everytime she gets home from work?". I began to lay on the couch I am sitting on. I have been thinking a lot - my friends, about school, how to earn money, about the internet, about my interests, my plans in life, about the komiks/manga I am planning to make, anime or manga stuffs, my online communities, boy troubles, and almost about anything. I seemed to have forgotten what my goal in life was when I was still a child - when all I could ever think of was how to make my parents happy, when my only world was my family.
I then thought, "Have I still played my role in this family... as my parent's child?"

. . .

*blink*

I got up. Turned on the lights and kissed my sleeping mom goodnight. I then turned the lights off again.

Off to bed.

Night Rain~

2009-04-26T15:13:00.001+08:00

Amaya is an 'agent' sent by the Elite Org. to Emerald Academy
with a whole new Mission - recover a top secret document accidentally sent to
the said school, which happens to be Amaya's elite information. If anybody got
hold of it first and read the file, she is automatically exterminated from the
organization, which she considers as her only family.
She is considered to be one of the best elites in business, but
this new mission seemed to be pretty hard for her.
What could be in this new mission that makes it harder than the
other missions she had before?

This is a new komiks/manga I am planning to make.

+ Amaya means "Night Rain".
+ Amaya is called Yumi by her friends.
+ I used "Elite Org." in honor to Anime Elites, my online family.
+ Emerald Academy came from another of my original komiks with somehow the same genre. Later on, I would also use Ruby Institute and Sapphire School.

That's all for now~

-- ~~Night Rain info will still be subject to change~~ --

Summer Heat!!

2009-04-17T13:05:00.000+08:00

I have heard a lot of people complaining about the heat.
"It's so hot!" here and "It's so hot!" there!
And there are various advertisements about the summer heat! (coffee, shampoo, softdrinks, etc).
Everytime I go OL and open plurk, i see "Iniiiiiit!!"
I also receive GM's complaining about how hot it is.
And when I was thinking about what I should write about, my manghod(Ypoow/Jester) said "SUMMER HEAT!"

It really is sooooo HOT!!
I even turned our aircon on! Can't stand the heat.!

I wanna have some ice cream/halo halo/or anything cold!! (BRAiNFREEZE!!)xD
I wanna go swimming!! (SUNBURN!!)xD

mei gawd~!! (@___@)

nakaka`dehydrate!!!

You?? How would you beat the summer heat??

Draw with me

2009-04-15T01:49:00.000+08:00

I have found this vid from Ichiraku Forums.
I found the video cute and touching, quite disturbing at the end.

RobStar

2009-04-07T18:01:00.000+08:00

So owkei.. I've been a Teen Titans fan since high school but my addiction on that show stopped when the show stopped airing..(lewl)

I have always found Robin and Starfire a cute couple.. and after watching Teen Titans : Trouble in Tokyo last April 3, my "love" for them came back..xD

I've searched vids about this couple in youtube and i have found these two my fave ROBSTAR vids~

Everytime we touch

Crashed the Wedding

The Bridge

2009-04-06T23:45:00.000+08:00

My friend left me a message in my IM sharing me this link..
And I am so grateful he did..

The vid touched me greatly...
as the person who posted this on youtube says..

It is a very powerful portrayal of God's love, set in contemporary scenario..

*Bagay na bagay sa Holy Week*

time waits for no one..

Stay there.

12.25.2011

Maybe.

Faraway Love

Someday.

“To a world that answers NONE of them at all.”

Somewhere.

It’s been a while.

Muslim sees Jesus

“There are no games.”

Ayisharu.TK

Fairy Tail ~ HMN.

In Our Eyes

Stand Up

Update: Comments

Whichever

101: HA’s.

Just dreams.

101 : Noisy. Silent.

AYA 101

Facebook vs Tumblr ?

Waiting

A Kid’s Definition of Love

Critics and Complaints *Removed*

Word Made True

No stronger feeling (:

Letting Go

McDonald Phils Commercial 2011 "BFGF"

Regrets?

War and Peace

Let’s Pretend :D

Who are we to demand?

My Amnesia Girl

TIME

This is PERSONAL (:

Likes time waits for new one..

Loose Strings

Prepare

You’re All I Need

It's Not My Time - 3 Doors Down

Earth Hour 2010

Never Land [?]

It Rained

Biggest Philippine Flag

Ordinary Day

Avatar : The Last Airbender (Movie)

Cebu Bloggers Society | 2nd Anniversary

Ain’t Perfect

Declamation Piece : I Killed Her

Meebo Bar && Emoticons

Another New Day

Life @ 2009

Blue Moon ♥

Plants vs Zombies

Friendship : Past VS Present

The Twelve Days of Christmas

All I Want for Christmas is You - MCR

Waiting for.. this Christmas

No new posts

Fairy Tail Anime OUT

My Driver

Declamation Piece

Strands of Hair

Recursion

Chapter 3 - Challenge Questions and Activities

BoF Comical Skit

More to that

Always Number 2

New Layout

CPDRC Inmates' Tribute to Michael Jackson

The Last Airbender

BSIT SY 2008-2009 Picture Compilation

RP Football Team

A(H1N1) at UCLM

HobCon 09

Summer Rain

You Belong with Me

It's a BIG World.. not quite

Turn back time

Critics and Complaints Removed