merci beaucoup!

THANK YOU, Lord, for giving me cheeseburgers when i simply asked for a pan de sal. i have You, life is complete. everything else is frivolous. :))) let's flyyy..


P.S.
major major internship na! antoniette marie edang and lovely gallo, are u ready?! hahaha..

my 'movie of the sembreak'

"So if I asked you about art, you'd probably give me the skinny on every art book ever written. Michelangelo, you know a lot about him. Life's work, political aspirations, him and the pope, sexual orientations, the whole works, right? But I'll bet you can't tell me what it smells like in the Sistine Chapel. You've never actually stood there and looked up at that beautiful ceiling; seen that. If I ask you about women, you'd probably give me a syllabus about your personal favorites. You may have even been laid a few times. But you can't tell me what it feels like to wake up next to a woman and feel truly happy. You're a tough kid. And I'd ask you about war, you'd probably throw Shakespeare at me, right, "once more unto the breach dear friends." But you've never been near one. You've never held your best friend's head in your lap, watch him gasp his last breath looking to you for help. I'd ask you about love, you'd probably quote me a sonnet. But you've never looked at a woman and been totally vulnerable. Known someone that could level you with her eyes, feeling like God put an angel on earth just for you. Who could rescue you from the depths of hell. And you wouldn't know what it's like to be her angel, to have that love for her, be there forever, through anything, through cancer. And you wouldn't know about sleeping sitting up in the hospital room for two months, holding her hand, because the doctors could see in your eyes, that the terms "visiting hours" don't apply to you. You don't know about real loss, 'cause it only occurs when you've loved something more than you love yourself. And I doubt you've ever dared to love anybody that much. And look at you... I don't see an intelligent, confident man... I see a cocky, scared shitless kid. But you're a genius Will. No one denies that. No one could possibly understand the depths of you. But you presume to know everything about me because you saw a painting of mine, and you ripped my fucking life apart. You're an orphan right?"

- robin williams (good will hunting)

para kanino ka bumabangon?

ako?

bumabangon ako dahil may misyon pa akong dapat tuparin na ipinagkaloob ng Diyos. bumabangon ako dahil may mga tao ring bumabangon para sa akin. bumabangon ako para pamilya ko dahil sila lamang ang dahilan kung bakit ako nabubuhay; sila ang aking buhay. sino na ang magtitimpla ng kape ni papa kung wala ako? sino na ang magta-type ng mga papeles at liham ni mama kung wala ako? at sino na ang mang-aasar at mangingiliti sa kapatid ko kung ako'y wala na? nakakatawa. simple lng pero makahulugan. at sa panghuli, bumabangon rin ako dahil may kailangan akong patunayan, hindi sa ibang tao, kundi sa sarili ko.

eh ikaw, para kanino ka bumabangon?

ang manugtaho kung gab-i bla

"waay ko ambisyon maging rich. i just want to be free and do the things i want to do. there's something wrong with me, i think", says one of my high school friend. and she added, " gusto ko ya ang chaktuhan lng bla aw. kay ga praning ka man kung tam-an kaw ka rich." and she asked me what is my passion. i was caught off guard.

can't help but smile.

she's like snow white who fled the castle and prefers the company of her sweet dwarfs, or better yet, the princess who left kingdom far far away and live a cursed life with his ogre, happily ever after. there's really something wrong with her. WTFH, i want to get rich. everybody wants to!!!

i realize she has a point. i wonder how many percent of the world's population does not want, say, a yacht, a beverly hills mansion, or a limo. IS MONEY EVERYTHING???

NO. and let me tell you why. money can buy you clothes, but never the confidence to wear it with. it can buy you a queen-size bed, but never the quality of sleeping. it can buy you a creme brulee, but never the sweet tooth and the appetite to eat it. it can buy you a sumptuous dinner, but never the person to dine it with. it can whiten your teeth and buy you braces, but it can never buy the smile to wear it with. it can buy you books, but never the knowledge we can get from it. it can buy education, but never the things we learned outside the classroom. it can bring us to places we want, but never the experience of it. it can buy us a camera to capture moments, but never those moments, never. it can buy NASA a new space shuttle, but never the assurance for the astronauts to come back safe and alive. it can buy us a house, but never a home.

money may be something, but it isn't everything. and there are millions of reasons for that. :]

i believe that if God really wanted us all to be rich, he would have placed us in Jupiter in the first place at the dawn of creation. could you imagine planet Earth with 6 billion yachts, 6 billion mansions, and 6 billion limos??? Atlas would give up, and probably would throw us out of solar system. that's why God created michaelangelo, da vinci, einstein, shakespeare, and the manugtaho in our neighborhood. God wants to tell us to pursue our own passions in life.
follow excellence, and success will chase you. be the best of what you can be and leave everything up to Him. and most of all, be happy. because SUCCESS ISN'T ALWAYS HAPPINESS, BUT HAPPINESS IS ALWAYS A SUCCESS.

:]

i know some people want to be here. and i've wasted a lot of time -- a semester, without nurturing and fulfulling this blessing. oh how i hate myself for doing that. i believe there is a reason why i'm here, there must be! haist..

kaya ta ni keians! \m/
RAWR! :]

ignorance. is that a bad thing? i'm not after the utopia of knowing everything; i just disdain the feeling of not knowing something. is it a bad thing?