Hehe

After a long while of not posting, I just post this. I'm still sort of lazy to post anything, although I do have a lot to post about... :D

My LiveJournal Trick-or-Treat Haul
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oznerol ends up with 4 pieces of candy, and a clothespin.
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Sembreak at last!

Finally! The Hell is OVER!!! Wahoo!!! I came through after all.. tests weren't that bad. Miraculously, the math test was much easier than I expected. It reused a lot of questions. I hope I got that 120 I needed for a C+. Theo wasn't too bad either, we explained things okay I think. History was the hardest test, but hopeuflly, I didn't do too bad (hoping for the 80 I need for a C+). And philo was okay too. I got explain things, although the last question by Ice didn't go very well. I knew the answer, but I didn't get to back it up well. Oh well. At least Guss said that I did well (when me and Rod were on our way down from Theo orals.)

All-in-all it wasn't that bad. Plus, we played badminton right after my math test!! I was hungry and tired, but I didn't care! It was fun playing again.. and I want to do it again! After that we went to watch "Open Waters" in glorietta. It wasn't bad, but I'm NEVER going deep sea diving in my life! :P Daph's aquarium house will have to do.. hahaha :D

Finals...

In Philo we call this "darkness"suffering, death, STRESS, but, there is hope.. not just optimism (It's all going to be okay") but genuine hope... knowing that God is there, no matter what happens, to bring us into fullness. We may not understand what is happening right now to be good, because we, as our finite selves, cannot view how things really unfold, but we know that God does, and he intends good.. not because he has to, but because he IS GOOD and that is hope - having - faith in God.

[In my boredom - hopefully during sembreak - I'll probably write up some philosophical stuff here, I like philo, I like thinking, but not all the time- usually during sad or quiet times, late at night or early in the morning]

Random Number

Yes, it's the beginning of the end of the first sem: Finals! Which starts on Monday. But of course, an omen f for next sem arises.. my RANDOM NUMBER! And guess what it is? Well first, let me tell you that (assuming that I didn't miss any numbers) the 4th SOSE has 480 students (maybe with super seniors as well). My number is close to a number of Xaverians and people I know, so at least the line won't be as boring. And you know what my number is???

474!!!!

Yes, out of 480, I'm 474. Ain't that fun? Last sem I was 2, the sem before that I was dead last. It's so unfair. So I'll probably be using my early reg privilege this sem. I'll probably be getting Theo, Pol Sci and an elective. Since the AMC Elective probably wouldn't become full (Probably Math Finance) and of course my thesis class would be reserved. My only problem then would be Philo. As long as I don't get Philo in Filipino, I think I'll be fine. AND I have to get to the early reg place real early so that I can get a good sked.

Now on other things... I had my last Ma171 Long Test yesterday. It wasn't too bad. I just hope that I wasn't overconfident in answering numbers 1 and 2. Now I have to start studying for the finals. 6 chapters of Math, 8 topics (each topic has 1-2 readings) in Theo, 12 (I think) thesis statements in Philo and Philippine History since the 1940's (Japanese Times). And now I start studying. (Math first, because I accidentally left my Philo readings in school)

The Invitation

by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.

It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dream, for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shriveled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; if you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"

It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after the night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.

It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.

It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments.

copyright © 1999 by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

The Weekend.. and the weeks after...

My weekend... well, I was sick.. I think it was something I ate last Thursday (coz both me and Kat are sick). That's why I was feeling a bit weird... Well, at least it wasn't that bad. I wasn't able to play badminton though, I feel that I'm getting fat already. The only good thing is that I fized my room, and it's so much more livable now. I can actually study (I think, I haven't really tried. I'll try later.. hehe). Currently, I'm still feeling a bit weird, but I think I'll be okay by tomorrow. What else sucked was that my Dad brought home food from Emerald Garden, which I only got to taste a little... arggh!! It tasted so good... ah well.. next time (hopefully)

My day today was sort of bad. Theo was okay, Rod's my partner for the orals. And then in Philo, I had this really sucky objective test. Gus asked the thing that I wasn't abe tos tudy, because I didn't have notes of it. grrrrr.... I hope I get a D not an F, but things look grim. Gus also said that they'd return the papers this Wednesday.. another F or D.. :( We had a meeting after that with Sir Barcie, my group's thesis adviser. We cleared some stuff for the proposal and then talked a bit about what to do, and that we would have a lecture/meeting next week (yes finals week) probably Friday. That destroys my destressing (spa) plans, but hopefully not the EBling thing.

Speaking of finals, my finals sked is:
Monday 1145-1200 - Ph103 Final Oral Exam
Tuesday 930-1130 - Hi166 Final Written Exam
Wednesday 1210-1225 - Th141 Final Oral Exam
1330-1530 - Ma171 Final Written Exam

I'm scared of Wednesday. I need to start studying now.

Found it!

(Ah, here it is! There's no title though...)

"I don't know what love is...
But if it means wanting to hold your hand
if it means needing to hear your voice
if it means knowing you are always there
if it means thinking of nothing else but you
Then I guess, I have stumbled on love, unnoticed..."

Destiny

(wow, I'm on a posting spree.. hehe oh well, I'm not sure if I have any other poems stored there though... I was going to post one by Kat, but I'm not sure where I placed it a while ago.)

Two souls joined, heart to heart, love for love,
Joined by God from high above.
Their lives have crosses, their souls entwined.
They are one, in soul and mind.

Their love comes from God above,
Without whom we couldn't think nor love
His love He gives through family and friends.
Their love for us - it knows no ends.

These two are fortunate for they have found,
The trust and the love that makes them bound.
Many seek but have yet to find this treasure,
The value of which we all cannot measure.

Their bon, their love, cannot be broken.
Their hearts, with each other, can't be stolen.
so strong their love that even when questioned,
Only love, no hate, is mentioned.

When together, one can truly see,
that those two were meant to be.
But don't despair, I should say, too
that, truly, there is also one meant for you.

(Hmm when did I write this? I'm not sure anymore.. about the time I wrote the other I think? maybe a couple of weeks after..)

Desolation

(Here's something I made back in High School - around 2nd or 3rd year, I can't quite remember-, it isn't great, but its one of the few taht I actualy liked)

Alone...
So alone in greif and despair.
With not one friend:
Not one who thinks;
Not one who asks;
Not one who even cares!
Life has lost its meaning,
'Tis only death that awaits me,
So to death I will go.

In this desolate and heartless world,
Farewell I say, though not one listens.
My solemn goodbyes fall on the ears of the dead.
For to them I shall go, with them shall I be.
As I announce my goodbyes, I know that no soul cares.
No man nor woman sees my despair nor hears my cries
Goodbye cruel wordl, my life will no longer disturb you.
Goodbye, though no one cares.
Goodbye to you all, you shall see not my face, nor my works, forever
Goodbye to you,
Farewell.

Poem..

I was supposed to type a poem I had made a long time ago.. but... it just sucks so much.. ahaha :) here's an excerpt

Two friends I wish all the luck
For, each other, you both have found
In my ming, the thougjht has struck
Of the two of you, together and bound

I miss all my friends!

It's been quite a while since I've updated...

My brother's birthday passed, so did Ria's and Pam's. I had a lot to eat two dinners straight! Oh well, birthdays come only once a year (although I wish they weren't so close ogetether).

Speaking of birthdays it was Kat's birthday last wednesday (Happy Birthday Kat!!! *hug* *muwah!*). Spent most of my breaktimes with her, except in the morning, when I wasn't able to attend class because my classmate didn't reply to my text asking where our venue was, oh well (I currently have 7 cuts in that class).

Anyway, my paper in Philosophy, on "A Wrinkle in Time" by Madeline L'Engle, was due yesterday. I had such a writer's block! I don't think I know how to make papers anymore... I started on tuesday, but I only had one paragraph (a really short one at that) by thursday night! I didn't sleep that night just to finish the paper. Thankfully, I was able to finish AND stay awake in theo class. Philo came, we signed up for our final orals and I got a Monday late morning slot, and then we submitted the paper. I watched "Batas Militar" after that and heard Imelda's infamous "From womb to tomb" (sort of) speech. Well, I really don't know if it was infamous, I just wanted to use the word! :D After that, we were supposed to meet our adviser for our thesis/AMC project. The teacher wasn't there though, so we just e-mailed him and asked for a meeting this monday. We really need to get things started, or else we'll be incomplete for the first sem! :( I went back to the room and played a bit before we (me and Mic) set off for BD's house for some uhhmm.. socializing. :) BD didn't have too much, but the others did. They were all so sleepy after (mic sort of slept for a couple of hours in his car). The awake ones just drove the sleepy people's cars home (with them in it). It was a sort of convoy thingy. I got home the second, because my house was on the way anyway. When I got home, I took a bath, and then fell fast asleep on my bed. That was around 1+. What was frustrating is that my body made me wake up at 7! argghh... At any rate, maybe that wasn't so bad, because I fixed my stuff - and I mean FIX. I threw away a lot of useless papers and old invites. It was a trip down memory lane actually. I read so many old letters from so many people. I got sort of sentimental that time, but I didn't cry mind you. At this point, I told the maid to clean up the room first, because there was a lot of dust hiding behind my stuff. I'll be a good boy and fix my stuff again later, when I'm done with the computer. I love all my friends! It's a shame I don't get to see most of them anymore... but I do hope that they still have the same landlines or cel numbers so I can't contact them one day... :) For all my friends out there: I love you guys! Keep in touch okay? :D