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 bEaUty is eFfortLesS i saw this phrase on a bill board along edsa, [i think it was going north]... it was gretchen barretto's ad of plain and prints? i'm not that sure... dati yun yung page title ng blog ko... eh inabot na ko ng hiya kasi may isang taong dumalaw sa blog ko [yung madalas may message sa tag board ko] eh nabanggit nya yun... nahiya talaga ako... kaya yan pinalitan ko na lang... o;~:* fEaRLesS LövE *:~;o :: fearless love -- i liked this phrase kasi matatakutin kasi ako eh... that was before i let God deal with me... ngayon favorite verse ko na sa Bible yung... dapat naman talaga ganon di ba?... in all aspects of life. sa family, sa friends, sa relationships... with me, kaya ko nagustuhan to kasi... i felt it.. i mean i feel it --- the Perfect Love -- kaya nga ang daming fears ko dati na hindi na!.. huh???... labo talaga... dati kasi takot ako sa butiki, sa dark at higit sa lahat sa freaky clowns... ngayon di na ko takot sa kanila ---- ayoko lang sa kanila! there's a diff'rent kind of love... the one that's superior to all other love that anyone in this world can offer. i was so secured being in this relationship. no doubts, no regrets, no fears... the moment i let God control my life -- i had been and still am living in peace... and living in pure, holy and 100% love! i first heard the phrase "not just another face in the crowd" when i was still attending youth services in our galleria church. since then, i claimed that i am not just a face in the crowd. that i am made for something greater than what i thought i am before... ][ cLiCk Me!!! ][ 
 
::. an overcommer 1 John 4:18 Hebrews 11:1 Ephesians 4:29 Hebrews 13:17 2 Timothy 2:23 Revelation 3:19 Leviticus 25:17 James 3:24 Leviticus 19:17b Romans 14:13 Deuteronomy 32:9 ::. pRomisEs in bLuE... Genesis 9:11 Genesis 28:15 Exodus 4:15 Exodus 19:5 Exodus 4:15 Numbers 6:24 Numbers 24:9 Numbers 33:53 Deuteronomy 2:7 Deuteronomy 7:9 Deuteronomy 28:9 Philippians 1:6
 
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Peanuts - July 26, 2009
No-Wet-Hair and Use-Sunscreen POLICY It has been a long time cry of men whenever they're waiting for a girl that TAKES-SO-DARN-LONG to prepare. Here's why: there is actually a post in Yahoo! Answers asking "How come it takes girls so long to dress!?" some and most of the answers posted was that it takes a long time to decide on what to wear. some post their routine on preparing So i'm letting you in on an inside scoop to my routine (as if it's of any importance... hehe)
it's just with Zion that i got soooo much "litanya" whenever we would meet up, specially when he would pick me up at home.. he's there for the whole duration of me preparing for a day out. i mean i hear complaints with my friends (chorva.. hehe.. kat was always on time and mike?? second runner up.) before, a couple of times with my lovely-leader-who-just-got-married (love you te mel. mrs. falguera!) and at times with my ate and mother... but never was i berated on it than with Zion. NO-WET-HAIR!  when i was in grade school my ate (then in college at UP) told me never, never to go out of the house with wet hair. why? i didn't know at that time, but i never did go out of the house with wet hair. so i would always dry my hair in front of the fan before going to school. come highschool and my ate at that time is working uses a hair dryer, so.. i use it as well. college came i never cared much for my hair.. but i still don't go out of the house with wet hair. whenever i have the time i blow dry, then occasional ironing.. but most of the time - scoungees are my friend, and head bands. so that's the story behind a "no-wet-hair" policy USE-SUNSCREEN!  when i was in 2nd yr college, i had break outs. as in, almost acne like breakouts. so my VERY_GOOD_AND_LOVING ATE opted to have a dermatologist to help me out. so i frequented her clinic during college days. the first day i was in her clinic she blurted out, "your skin are not even, wear sunscreen". always, always whenever i would lie down on her treatment bed if you could call it that, she would always remind me of never going out of the house without sunscreen. so i did with matching umbrella. you would often see me in an umbrella when it's sunny than when it's dazzling with rain. just early last year did dr. chittina de ocampo (plugging... hehe  ) made me use moisturizer.thinking back, i never had the same sentiments with those that posted in the Yahoo! thing, that what took their time is picking out a dress. actually my routine was: * bathe * brush my teeth * moisturize my face * use sunscreen for my face * moisturize my body with UVA-UVB protection lotion * body powder * antiperspirant * then my hair routine * then powder my face * and lip gloss (i like using petroleum jelly) * then i dress up. i usually know what to wear before i take a bath so it's pretty much easy for me in that part. except when my mood swings another direction -- then it's another quarter of an hour off my time. so guys out there who ends up thinking if it's a strange phenomena why women take soo much time preparing.. it's actually different cases but still girls love taking their time. and besides as what one of the posts in Yahoo! Answers says, "Because it takes us that long to look good enough to make YOU look good :p" lolz  .
F * R * I * E * N * D * S they say FRIENDS are the FAMILY that you CHOOSE.  good thing i chose wisely... i have very few good good friends... choosey ako when it comes to my friends... i meet a lot of people -- i can hang out with strangers so long that they don't bore me... i like exchanging ideas and talking over differences so i could see the other side.. but i really find comfort with very few people that i would consider my F * R * I * E * N * D * S ... i am a self-confessed introvert and being in a crowd is painstakingly hard for me (except when shopping)... but i do go beyond my borders.. i can exchange pleasantries even with people i don't like -- not to be mistaken as being 'plastic' -- this for me is an act of kindness in my part -- you know, doing things you don't actually want to but you do it anyway... and i have a very very very low tolerance with 'talkative' people... except if you're hanna, (love you hanna) which is not so talkative, more of makulet lang... i can listen to rants -- but not the none sense ones, please! spare me... or i might just go blank... i have this mannerism that if i don't like what the other person's talking about (in a group setting of course) i just check-out -- you would completely lose me... anyway that's how i am in 'some' group gathering... plus i don't immediately go about telling people that i am 'friends' with someone that i just met in a party or a gathering... if i can't call her/him up in the middle of the night just to chat -- (and vice versa) i guess we're not friends... that's what the word 'acquaintance' is for.. just hope he/she still remembers you and don't mind being bothered with your 'fc-ness' (feeling close) attitude toward him/her... which i never have in my system (i hope)... but the family i choose are those that are really close to my heart... those that i get to have experiences with and those that i can trust in any life and/or death situations... this is just a small blog to somehow 'honor' the friends that stuck with me... am not mentioning names since if in the event that i forget to mention someone -- all hell might break loose... I LOVE GOD and the F*R*I*E*N*D*S he brought along my path... * postscript there was this one incident where i confronted someone (a leader) for making fun of one of my oldest bestfriend (way back in highschool) am not really a fan of confrontations but if the event calls for it, i'm soo there -- specially when it would involve my FRIENDS....
My Birthday Boy. 24.may.08 -- arguably one of the most fateful day of my LIFE  as i attend the last day of  i never expect that i would meet a man that could affect my life in a totally different way... no.. this is not one of those blogs that i make and wraps everything up in euphemisms... this is as real as it gets... SCENARIO: It was last day of the 3-day extravaganza of a once a year event that every CampusMinisters await for -- the Campus Harvest Manila 08.. it was really an event that we mark our calendars for.. the event itself as i know it, would be a memorable experience... in different levels -- first, because at that time i was already out of the campus and was having my JAVA Training at PhoenixOne.. second, i was having a hard time setting aside time for my campus ministry (makes me appreciate all the more the times i spent inside the campus)  *these are some of the girls under my leadership group that are entrusted to me (except for oj,orly ang vil at the back). Going back, i was late going into ultra's -- yellow tag area -- hanna and the girls (mariz & khei) was on the red tag area ... as i come in, the lights were off - it was one of ptr. ryan's effect with the candle lights -- needless to say, i missed his message :c aaww... since i too was from ubelt, his message for the CH was one we anticipated for.. anyway, as i was going in, i was praying that there would be a vacant seat along ringside so i won't have to climb up the seats and may have possibly disturb other CH participants -- and there i saw a vacant chair or two beside precilla and this other guy.. i thought to myself -- i have to make HIM move, by hook or by crook! i really want to sit beside precy -- good thing HE was a gentleman and scooched over the next seat.. yey! i was beside precy na!! (she was one of the girls under my LeadershipGroup)and then the lights came on -- and a voice called me by my name (naks!) at first i thought "maybe he read my name tag" and i was staring at him with a blank stare (as if regression of faces are running through my head) i was trying so hard to recall where i might have met him.. and then he helped me out by saying his name PAUL ZION the only reply i had -- ahh from QC ??? hence he was called by most of my church-girl-friends -- QC BOY! so there he was, the guy that i've been exchanging correspondence with for months (started march) was there... i recall him asking a couple of times for us to meet, but since i don't do meet-ups i kept refusing (arte!  ) after ptr. ryan's message was a praise and worship session -- my mind, once again was off to focus on MY FIRST LOVE -- HE once again made me cry -- i was facing tough decisions that time and i really appreciated GOD's comfort...Precy had to leave and join jez who i think was at the middle area of the court -- PAUL asked if i could stay with him since his friends are off somewhere -- i agreed, seeing that kat and the other pup people are only some steps up our place... plus he looks 'kawawa' hehe kidding! he could never look kawawa -- what with his oozing confidence (that's what we joke about now-a-days) so that's how i met PAUL ZION VALINO. the next we saw each other was the PUP-HOMEBOUND event (june) where he got to see how we we're as a family... ENCM-PUP i mean...  after that event, he treat me and my friends for dinner over at gateway... and the rest -- a series of getting to know each other... months and months of getting to know each other... after five (5) months of spending time with each other -- he gets to celebrate his 2*th birthday with me (age undisclosed. :p) so for MY BIRTHDAY BOY...  HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! * thank you for sharing your life. * thank you for the love. * thank you for being such an inspiration. * thank you for allowing me to see God's work in you and how He changed you. * thank you for trusting me. * thank you for pushing me to do better. * thank you for always listening to what i have to say. * thank you for treating me in such a way that no one ever did before. * thank you that everytime you look at me -- it's as if you were looking at me for the first time.. it always makes me feel giddy like a school girl  * thank you for making me feel like the prettiest girl in a room full of people. * thank you for bringing out the best version of me. * but most of all -- thank you for ensuring me that i would always be your SECOND LOVE -- next to GOD... OUR GOD...   looking forward to spending more birthdays with you... your gá, marlene.
Hidden Meaning Name at long last i found something that would add up to this long-forgotten blog.. but i'm excited to blog about everything new about me this season though... what with my biggest blog-fan by my side (thank you zion for appreciating...)but for now... something basic to post about -- about ME and MY NAME... hope it makes sense...
Sarcastic mode.  i think i am guilty of being sarcastic. most of the time sarcasm gets to me faster than jokes does. here are just a few of my guilty-somewhat-pleasures that feeds my sarcastic mode... * i watch the late show with david letterman * i watch the daily show with jon stewart * i read zafra's stuff (twisted books) * i loved alanis morisette's Jagged Little Pill album * i love, love anthony bourdain's in-sights (which most of the time is sarcasm) * i am friends with hoey (one of the most sarcastic person i know that really really get along with) * i am friends with reimon (which have a good taste in stuff, pareho kami :D) *** more to come. i think it's not a bad thing to have a sarcastic self sometime, just as long as you are not offending anyone. 
Onomatopoeia.  do you know what the word ONOMATOPOEIA meant? or maybe you have heard it sometime somewhere. according to wiki: Onomatopoeia (occasionally spelled onomateopoeia or onomatopœia) is a word or a grouping of words that imitates the sound it is describing, suggesting its source object, such as "click," "clang," "buzz," or animal noises such as "oink," "quack," "flap," "slurp," or "meow." The word is a synthesis of the Greek words όνομα (onoma, = "name") and ποιέω (poieō, = "I make" or "I do") thus it essentially means "name creation," although it makes more sense combining "name" and "I do," meaning it is named (spelled) as it does (sounds)(quack, bang, etc.). -end- as i was lying ready to sleep (mind you it's 3:10am; post valentine) i just had an "epiphany" or as what we so oftenlly know it as a "revelation" about that word... as how wiki has defined it, ONOMATOPOEIA is a word that imitates the sound it describes. but let me redefine it according to my humble understanding - ONOMATOPOEIA is a word we use to "call" something/some creature because of the sound that it makes. like for instance when we utter the word "meow" we immediately recognize it is pertaining to a cat. the meaning seemed so simple for such a complicated word. it made me ponder, if i were an object without a name but a sound... what would i be called? meep, toink? ming? clang? doy? klengkleng? (any more suggestions?  ) seemed weird for a person to be called by the sound that it makes - since we make so many of it.here comes the epiphany: how about our faith? my faith? i am called/considered as a Christian? but does it seemed like it? am i resembling the sound of a Christian? when people call me by my name, would they remember my faith? these were just the few question that got me thinking. AM I MAKING 'CHRISTIAN' SOUND? these things actually got me thinking back. from the day that i was in campus where i started my walk as a Christian. i heard somewhere that an introvert person touches a number of lives (i don't actually know the exact figure, but it was quite a few) in his lifetime. how about a leader? a Christian? a Christian Leader? that must be a whole new different figure. but how about an Introvert-Christian-Leader? now that's a different story altogether. maybe i can make another blog about it. going back to my point (the question is do i have any?) i hope the SOUND that i made back then touched tantamount number of lives while i was in the campus. i hope those lives that i touched make an effort to touch others as well. as i look back, i realized that there were times back then that i neglected. being so accessible to the campus as a student, i could have made my stay there more useful that it was before. i could have made more effort to Shout Out the Faith that i Profess instead on focusing to the few girls that i had. but then again maybe that's just what i was meant to do. as my Leader (ate mel  ) would tell me "you are in a transition stage" coming from the campus into the "real world" (to read about the blog that i made about it click on the linked word) in the same way i hope i won't be a tape recorder - the only sound it makes are the ones surrounding it. i hope i make my own sound. like a resounding gong. it has been my prayer that God's words to me would be a resounding gong in my life, in my heart. so i'm extending it. i pray that God's word be a resounding gong not only to me but also to the people that surrounds me. to the people that i influence. to the people that i acquaint with. this may be a bold claim, but i claim it! i am a far cry to a "Perfect Christian" (believe me i am far further away!) but i have Faith. Faith that it won't be by my own effort, it would be by God's Grace, My God's Grace. i hope that those reading these would take time to reflect on themselves as well. what was the sound that you made? what is the sound the you are making this season of your life? i hope you make a sound that fits rightly to what your heart is screaming. if it's a little out of tune. don't worry we have the Perfect Tuner. He's just a prayer away! God Bless you all!
Reality Check. "what is so great about the real world." these were ally mcbeal's argument of not wanting to go beyond their little firm's common cases... that is to take a homicide case... and then it got me thinking... i've been hearing a lot lately about reality... there was once a comment on my graduation pictures from a good friend welcoming me to the "real world" so what's so great about the real world anyway??? sarcastically speaking -- since when was i in the "unreal world???" it's like, was i living in some outer dimension of earth??? but to speak honestly i do think that the "real stuff" would start coming in sooner or later... well i was hoping that it would be sooner rather than later... good grief! i am not getting any younger... i remembered this speech that our co-graduate batch representative did; he said that... "PUP has prepared us for the real world..." well that wasn't the exact words but i think it's a little close to it... and as i was sitting there on a cheap monoblock chair - it hit me... i'm a graduate. before 2007 ends - i'll be ending my daily life-routine with this campus i've been in for the past 5years and 5months. it actually got me thinking, PUP indeed prepared us for the real events of the world. sure, i go to a public, most inexpensive university in the Metro (i guess) but that's what makes our eyes wide-open to the situations of the majority class of the inhabitants of this country. as what i once mentioned to the girls i was mentoring... "our campus is the mini-world" the diversity of people in it somehow gives us the sense of seeing a peek of what the wholeness of the world is. not to mention the issues that had been loudly rallied just outside the classrooms of the main building. there are walk-outs and students coming into classrooms presenting to some naive students their dilemma with the so called "system." i am a graduate of computer engineering in PUP. we are the inhabitant of a building wee distance from the main campus where people of different beliefs and principle get to go around influencing other students to adopt if not to join them in their cause... as i was saying -- in CEA (our building) we get to discuss our issues... in our case, our relationships with our professors. i will not get into details but i would just say one word that dreads every principle driven-CampusLeader in our university that is... COMPROMISE! it is indeed a very dangerous predicament if ever you are faced with it. just remeber IF YOU DON'T STAND IN YOUR PRINCIPLES YOU WOULD NOT BE ABLE TO STAND AT ALL. indeed! going back to the "real-world" epiphany: when i heard the speech that i mentioned earlier in our graduation, it made me agree with it right then and there... i said to myself "things we're never served on a silver platter for us" we would always have to make our education a little better. to be resourceful a little more. this what made us act more practically. i mean, we were educated well. some professors did live up to their profession... some just lived up to ____ (i'll not even go there). i'm saying that because some things for us was not that much accessible, it made us work a little harder to our own betterment. besides the regular curriculum we had, some of us deliberately tried to learn more programming/designing skills. some of us developed skills that wasn't taught inside the classrooms. just a side note: one of the best ability developed being an engineering student (CoE for that matter) is the ability to go on days without the regular hours of sleep. and also another art is encouraged as an asset if you are to be in engineering... and that is -- cramming. yes it is not a positive attitude towards being a good students, but once you mastered it... that's what makes the job done for us. plus the rush of almost not making it just in the nick of time could be a our own "fix" version what with our very irregular lifestyle. i guess this what makes pup-ians an asset in any company. we are very much willing to go on without sleep just to get our "fix". soon i would be in the business of job hunting. i cannot even imagine myself going out there again... i mean, i had my own share of company interviews before for my internship. for the longest time i've been a bum. i decided to take time off since january was the time that my brother and his family was back here for vacation... but now that february is almost here... *sigh. i spent my time-off staying late at night watching cartoons and having korean series marathon... i actually sleep 4am or 5am and up by 3pm... this was what life was for me... i don't go out much because i have no more allowance, but whenever i do i try to enjoy it as much as i can... i have a feeling that once i'm in that corporate world and some multi-millionare would be benefiting from my talents (as if...) it would be hard for me to enjoy my own time... so i guess reality is near for me... good bye late nights, good bye ATBG moments, good bye afternoon naps... hello real world! * funny because every time we are introduced to a new programming environment we always start with a program that displays... Hello World! talk about irony.
Solace. (undone) this is the best word that explains me (at least for this season of my life). sol·ace (s  l  s) n. 1. Comfort in sorrow, misfortune, or distress; consolation. 2. A source of comfort or consolation. i was feeling down this past few weeks that i somehow enjoyed a time alone to myself. if you know me you would think that it's just not possible for me to be alone. i hate being on my own. i don't go anywhere without tugging someone along with me. so i was spending my alone time at pup (while waiting for someone), and i was reading my favorite book -- the Bible of course, when i stumbled with this word and was stuck with it... Ecclesiastes 7 3 Sorrow is better than laughter, because a sad face is good for the heart. could it be true that a sad face is good for the heart??? well if it's from the Bible then it must be true... plus the one who wrote these words is considered the wisest man that ever lived... i think it's one thing to be sorrowful and another thing to find confort in sorrow... *sigh* * to be continued. * continuation.
Chronicle of mY sChoOL LiFe... 1st installment the average time people spend in school is 15 years. 1 year before grade school 6 years grade school (some schools offers up to grade 7) 4 years high school 4 years college years... but that wasn't always the case. me, i spent 16 1/2 years in school. some even spend more. specially those in private schools and those taking up multiple degrees. i decided to put up an entry way back my 1st semester of college. wala lang, i just wanted to make a "look-back" sort-of-an entry. so here it is. i'll try my best to tell it all... well, not all i guess, at least those that i remember. but first here are just some "sneak-peek" of my life prior my college years... KINDER STAGE: we were living in caloocan back then. i don't remember the first day of school but i do remember some days in school. there's not much to say, just that i remember in kinder that i always had the hardest time making a cube. i just can't seem to draw it. and also there was this incident where my cousin (the one that's making me hatid) made me go into the room next to the class that i was actually enrolled at. when my teacher saw me in the next room she decided to transfer me in another section altogether. the rest -- i can't remember na. * i had a bestfriend there her name is rizalyn m. denzo. i didn't heard from her since the day we left caloocan  i don't know if she still remembers me but i do remember her.GRADE SCHOOL: we then moved to mandaluyong. i started studying in Fabella about the second year of Grade School. it was fun. i had friends there that even right now i am still in contact with. i had so many fond memories then. i remember our camping days. i think we had two seasons of camp (scouting days). the first one was the camp of all the boys/girls scouts within our school. if i remember it correctly i was one of the JPLs (Junior Patrol Leaders). so, because it was inside the school, super takutan tlga... then we had to cook our food over the fired-logs. i don't know how ever did we survive it. but i remember my brother going to our school to bring me food... hehe... the next i think was the camp where other schools went to ours. it was like divisional thing, i'm not that sure. it was a bit fun. team work talaga s part ng school namen. i don't remember much of it but i do remember the end of it. i remember it because when we are about to go home my crush in elementary (landi, elem p lang may crush na ) anyway he gave me a single flower (though plastic) syempre elem p lang kaya kilig yon... mabango kasi nilagyan ng perfume... i know sobrang babaw - but i did remember it and i tried my best to keep that thing with me, but i think i threw it na...well, that wasn't the highlight of my grade school... i am proud to say that... i am an honor student. (smug!) i had honors since grade four. i was third honor grade 4 and 5. and i graduated as the salutatorian. naks!  shocking it may seem, but yes i am an early-bloomer-smart-girl. actually everyone in our group in elem (meaning my friends) was those in honor roll... i remember competing inside the school and outside. and oh yes, i competed for school pageants... yuck... UN and Mr & Miss Nutrition. i can't remember what i won but i do remember i was miss india then (bollywood???)i guess that's about it. but that's not all of it. and plus we still go out every once in a while. us - my friends back in elem. * my bestfriend in elem was rosemarie p. madera. we're like neighbors... i was always in their place... and she's just a day older than me.. cool huh... * my close friends since elem are karen, kilet, tanya, lester, and rhany. we still hang out every once in a while...  to be continued...
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