Reaching that End

Classes begin on January 3, 2013. And yes, it's getting clearer and clearer! There are still two more major exams to take, a number of recitations, a couple of reports, and whole lot of days to fill with excitement, challenge, fun and learning.

Some things just don't happen again. Sometimes, it just happens once, and if it happens again, it is never exactly the same. 

Earlier, I was sorting my school things. As I was making tabs, I came across my blabbers during lectures at the back of my notebook and it read, "Onting tumbling na lang. We're getting there. :)" Time flies fast, especially if you are enjoying the trip. Friendships were made, experiences from  both hardships and enjoyment, and those learnings one does not simply encounter and everything in between filled that chapter in my book. 

 In no more than 4 months now, the university will hold its commencement exercise, and yes,it's our turn. 

That Kind of Love

Pull me back into Your arms over and over

Your love will always be sufficient, more than enough

You are everything this heart yearns for

You are the Love that quiets the raging seas

The wind that blows beneath the skies can never tag away
that stubborn love You have for all

We were in Your mind long before we were born

You loved us from everlasting to everlasting

You had me in Your plans

You always had me in Your mind

Oh, Lord, You are ever patient

When my strings seem to entwist

You strum that harmony

And everything's all right

You guide me, You hold my hand

You lift me up

More than a thousand words

Your love never ceases

That Love, Lord

That Love

<3

Christmas is Christmas

Well, it's Christmas tomorrow! :D

I don't know exactly why, but for some reason, this Christmas has not been that really exciting for me compared the past ones. Maybe because my father won't be spending the season with us due to work, or maybe, there had been a lot of struggles? Or maybe there had been a short vacation for Christmas, or maybe... I just don't know.

Since I was a kid, Christmas, aside from my birthday, is the season I await to. The joy, the spirit and the weather just adds to that wonderful scenario a child would imagine for a perfect Christmas.

But let us not stray away from the true spirit of Christmas. It is when a child was born to save us. He giveth His child so that we can be free.

Pressumptions

Sometimes, our lives are closely knitted to a certain limitation that causes that common gap most know of. One may think one may knew one so well to pressume everything else but really does not. We put bricks in between and put posters across and spread that news of misconceptions and falsehood. It is unmistakeably an ignorance of ignorance.

Last Sem-Break

As the days are passing by, I cannot help but think of going back to school after the semestral break. But it is a whole lot different this time because it is the last semester.

It seemed just yesterday when I thought of how I would feel this very moment when the time comes that the transition from highschool to college is over and indifference has passed by.   Now, it is happening by the second-- the last semester, the last months of college life. Haha. Am I that attached to college life or what? Well, who won't be? In almost four years of stay?

I am just too excited for the things to come and just reminiscent of how the journey has been, and everything in between. :)

I am just blessed to have reached this point. In the days to come, He will be with me. He has been with me. The Lord never left.

I know I'll be writing more about it in the days to come. So this one's gonna be short. :))
<3

Crazy Little Things III

So this is the third part of my excitement series. HAHA.

This one is in Switzerland. 

"The 30km long Verzasca River is renowned all over the world for its clear turquoise waters. But while pictures of the sparkling waters are often taken from the mountains surrounding the river or from bridges crossing over it, it’s much rarer to see photographs taken from the bottom of it." See article.

*_*

...and this. I want to ride a really high(tall) roller coaster. This will be a life fulfilling experience. HAHA. Perhaps, this? The Kingda Ka, Six Flags Great Adventure, Jackson at NJ, USA which is 456 feet high. :)))))))

The drop seems exciting and... life threatening. Mehe.

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So you can read the past posts regarding this weirdness in these links:

Crazy Little Things I and Crazy Little Things II. :)

I hope in my lifetime I get to try all if not some of these. Hayy. *_*

Sherlock

During the vacation, I watched Sherlock Holmes I and II starring Robert Downy, who also starred in Iron Man. I liked it though. I also admire how the author, Sir Arthut Conan Doyle, wrote the story and how witty he made Dr. Watson and Holmes.

Personally, I admire Sherlock now. Haha. He is too witty. Though very weird.

Take Out What's Not Yours

It's not even madness.

It's not even anger.

Sometimes, you just fall down and you get bruised.

You keep walking.

You keep talking.

Stop.

Halt.

Grammars are nowhere to be found.

Words keep hiding.

Set it straight.

Break it.

Let there be no compromise.

You alone.

We keep thinking of what ought to be.

I keep thinking of what's not.

Take out what is not Yours.

Take out what is not Yours, Lord.

Take out what is not Yours, Lord.

Change it.

Break it.

Make it anew.

More than Beautiful

Did You rise the sun for me? Or paint a million stars that I might know Your majesty? Is Your voice upon the wind? Is everything I've known marked with my Maker's fingerprints?

Breathe on me. Let me see Your face. Ever I will seek You.

'Cause all You are, is all I want, always. You draw me close in Your arms. Oh God, I wanna be with You.

Can I feel You in the rain? Abandon all I am to have You capture me again. Let the earth resound with praise. Can You hear as all creation lives to glorify one name?

(Title: Always, by Hillsong United)
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Furry Black Cuddlers

So now, the kittens have grown. :)
From a palm-sized black kittens, they are now almost as long as my arm.

They love to cuddle and play more. :))

As it Gets Clearer and Clearer

Oh, yes. This is how dramatic one can be in her way towards that day. 

I have an extreme mixture of emotions whenever I think of it-- that march on the isle with that conventional music of graduation. Almost four years back, I was a freshman with an intense culture shock to what life college has to offer--you have your own schedule, everyone's on their own, you need to be independent, pursuing amidst terror teachers, learning to communicate with people of best differences, and most of all sticking to that goal-- you know you can (and hopefully WILL) reach at that finish line of this certain chapter.

I cannot enumerate each and every lesson I have learned by the book and not by the book, made up of those simple yes and nos, elaborations, exhaustions, fulfillments and what not. But most of all, I believe that what I have learned best at this time is to stand up for what one may believe in. And I mean-- by what 'I' believe in. It may not be mostly of this world, but I am humbled by the grace and strength given to me by my Creator over the days, months and years where I even have thought of loosing that end. He gave me the courage to believe that in His time, in His beautiful time, things will bear fruit. He did not promise that it will be easy, but He promised me that He will not forsake me all through out (literally). And I am overwhelmed, still, with that. 

Now, I have this picture, this blurry picture, of what will be in the months to come. And it will get clearer and clearer on that special day where I guess, an overwhelmed sigh will best describe it.

The Mediocrity of Clichés

A cliché can sometimes be mediocre.
It can also be a proof of unrelenting will to do what ought to be done.
It can also be a mere repetitive action that is neither mediocre nor good.

And it can also be tiring.

In the sunrises that pass, in every dawn that breaks,

The minds grow ponder on what ought to be and what is
And one can only determine fully what is until he finds it himself.

We run to pursue further.

How will you obtain if you don't know?

How will you posses if you can't go, pursue?

How can you hear if you're not willing to listen?

How can you find if you don't seek?

Can you understand if you knew?

Can you pursue if you possesed?

Can you continue listening if you keep hearing?

Can you find if you sought?

One must keep telling. One must keep pursuing.

Because someday, one may know.

One day, one may listen.
And soon, one can stand up.

One may understand.

One may lead.

Your own clichés will always be a cliche if it is done for the worth of doing it alone. 

Know that gist. Understand that process.
And committedly pursue that goal.

And mean it.

That Benefit of the Doubt?

Cheating is too mainstream. How about being an exception? Or being faithful?

But what happens then to friendship? to cooperation? to team work?
Or.. to true friendship?

Should it be proven (or is it proven) to the extent of providing answers to him and try 'help' a friend in need?

When is too much, too much?
Or when is enough, enough?

Or rather discipline a friend you know is in need but not tolerate his mishaps so he'll learn a lesson,
and maybe next time improve habits?
Or defy friendship and prove an untrue friendship and betrayal?

However, why do you do it secretly if you know it is for teamwork? Or it is for better friendship or better relations? Is it because it is wrong?
Or the stigma has just been established so well that it became so bad?

But in the first place, why enroll in an insitution (or educational system) where cheating is prohibited? Why not be in some place where it is legal and do the ninja? So everyone shall pass and prove their high capacity to do the ninja? But is there such a place? 

Some are just slowly making an underground education that demises the real one. It starts with these dilemmas, with these issues--- until we graduate and it happens in another level --- in the real corporate world, in the real deal of government chaos. That's why corruption happens. That's why backlogs occur. That's why stagnation persists. The interest is not real, it is not pure.

I can only speak for myself. I can never persuade others to the bridge I am standing. We have our own choices that define our lives at the end of the day.

You choose. You have all the right. It's just choosing a white paper to a black one or maybe choosing the grays and be matched to any other. 

Or you may also choose and be the opposite. It's really your call.
And it will always be your call.

Rhetoric Education

Let us be unequivocally prudent in the stewardship of our education. We study for our best application in the long run; not just for the mere short-termed excellence or success.

It would just be a rhetoric. It saddens me how the Y's have been in the limelight with the wrong perception of what education is. We have been studying the to do's and the not to but some end up blinded by the mere remembrance of it. All is in the head, all is in the head, and that's not education.

We know it's wrong, but some do it anyway. We know it is not for the good but we still can't help trying a little, still. It's like differentiating a white sheet of paper with a smudge of small ink of ballpen to a white sheet of paper smudged with a big brush of black paint- and at the end of the day, both sheets of paper are still tainted.

Mastering what is taught is exceptionally great and at the same time applying it. And mind you, it is never bad to know and even master what is written there. But what becomes the problem is when it stays just there, just for the mere purpose of short-termed sufficiency and bypassing the sole and genuine purpose of knowing it, thus, nullifying education.

Everyone have their opportunities. Everyone have their own guts and capacities to do something. But sadly, some use it to bypass the path to that title listed on that thin sheet of paper at the end of the day.

Say, "Let's be the change we wish to see in the world." or "Change begins in me." but at the end of the day, has it been done? Has it even been thought of? Or have you even applied it in the simplest of things? Take it in, think of it. We have been wanting developments and improvements, yes, there are some standing up for it.

Will you be one of the bystanders or one of the change-makers? You know your capabilities, you know what you think you can't. Test it and know that you can. 

Bear's Breeches

I know you are valuable.
I know you are worth it.
I know in time I'll understand you.
I know you are the difference.
I know I have to meet you.
And I'll appreciate you best, soon.

All these shall pass and until I understand you, the epitomy of genuine learning will be worth the sleepless nights, relenting the simplest corruption, the tiresome perseverance, those unseen hard efforts and those bad hair days that says it all will show that you are worth it.

You will bear fruit. You will be nourished and you will exemplify traditions.

In the realm of unharvested fruits, you will blossom and you will be the standard from the norms and common practice.

That Bridge that Bridges Bridges

I know we had to meet. And I'll appreciate you best, soon. :)

The End where it All Begins

Sometimes, you just reach rock bottom and you know you can just quit and turn around. But at the back of your head, you know it's not the end and you just keep pursuing until it bears fruit. ******

Break My Heart for What Breaks Yours

Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like You have loved me
Break my heart for what breaks Yours
Everything I am for Your Kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth into eternity

(Hossana, Hillsong United)

And There Existed that "Separation Anxiety"

People mattered a lot and sometimes being separated to them meant more than just missing them.

From the transfer I had, I cartainly had a hard time accepting that it was to come though  I already saw it coming. I knew it would take me quite long to adjust and adapt. I am missing people. I am really missing people, more than what the word "missing", itself, means. I am just excited to be with them again. I never knew I would feel this waaaay. HAHA. Am I being too dramatic already? Haha. :P Whenever I would see them along hallways, or somewhere, my heart is a little like falling and it goes with them as they pass. ;) Something like that. Haha. Do you now get the idea? Haha. :PP Few weeks from now, I would write an answer to this  self-proclaimed clamor and have another view on it. Trust me. ;) It's just what I feel right now. Sorry to bother. :) 

Nonetheless, I don't want to dwell in this so called "Separation Anxiety". Haha. I am looking forward to being with them again and again. Oh, yes. I am learning outside my box and I am... happy that my Maker wants me to go and experience someplace else where more than education, learning would be most appropriate to His daughter (which would be another story.) :)

(So this write up is just about people and it's just a part of the whole picture.) :)

PS,
And oh, yes. This one's an exception too. Haha. I told myself never to blog about sad matters or dilemmas. But, maybe, just maybe.. this one's an exception.  (For real.) Haha. O___o

Friends, if you can just read this, I miss you so muuuch! :* :(( :)

Yes, This One.

"Not that I have already obtained all this, or have already been made perfect, but I press on to take hold of that for which Christ Jesus took hold of me.  Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it. But one thing I do: Forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead. I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus. All of us who are mature should take such a view of things. And if on some point you think differently, that too God will make clear to you. Only let us live up to what we have already attained. Join with others in following my example, brothers, and take note of those who live according to the pattern we gave you." Philippians 3:12-17

And So the Internship Began

Recently, the internship has been a trend for us, third year students. Some of us were disapointed for some reasons, some ecstatic, and some are just there, having OJT-as a requirement. 

Since April, I was so frustrated to just have my OJT because I am really excited to be in a new atmosphere and to have that so called "OJT" where you get to experience a part of the realm of work.  So there goes the month of May and it went so fast. I was deployed at the Office I did not know of. The moment I entered the Office, I was seriously aloof and a little scared because everybody's quiet. You could hear voices from across the room, seriously. I thought all people there are just... quiet, silent and just serious. Good thing, another intern was with me when I entered the Office's pantry and talked to him.

I really like the moments where I have to rush here and there to get this and that, the authority and the pressure. Seriously. :) At first, I was challenged because the tasks at hand needed quick and prompt take. Later on, I got used to it. I really enjoyed it, though, honestly, in some parts of it, I really tire. 

The staffs in the office are cute and cool. Hehe. SRSLY. :)) They have their own way of being mushy, funny, cool, serious and encouraging. I don't exactly know why I am having this odd feeling but I think I somehow got attached to the people who ask me to do things. I like the rush and the pressure, mediocrity aside. 

For some reasons, at the end of the day, I want to say that I took this part of my college life by heart. I really want to make the most it. I know I can't be an Intern all over again. It's either I work there where I would be then, an employee already, and not a simple intern where things would be a lot different then. I just want to learn a lot from this experience and see how things would work for me. 

A lot of realizations were made. It's just fun, exhilarating, challenging and just enjoyable. If classes won't be just around the corner, I would love to extend, even just for a week or a short while. It's not only the tasks that makes me like and enjoy the internship, but also or I must say, it's the people in there that makes it a blast. 

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This is just one of those times. And you go one on one with Him because you know He'll always be the one who'll be making things well.

Things may be at its hardest and trials may be at its peak but I know, You, Oh Lord will see everything and everyone through. <3 ;)

Almost a Month

Here are the kittens! They are five. :) And they are becoming really active and playful. They tend to chase after my hand. They are really funny. However, if I'd be taking some pictures while they play, it would be too hard to recognize them because they are so dark and we got some not-so-high-tech cameras. :P

That is Hershey's paw. :P We decided to name them after chocolate brands. Hershey (yes, without an 's'), Tiffany, Royce, Kisses and Truffle(still tentative). Haha! Yess.

This' how they sleep most of the time. :)) I am the one helping them eat the kitten food. They are liking it so much that almost every day the amount of kitten food they consume increases. 

Two Dogs

I just got touched by these videos. :)


Blind Dog Living in a Trash Pile Gets the Most Beautiful Rescue - The End is Amazing from iluvanimals on GodTube.



Puppy Acts as Seeing Eye Dog for Another Dog - HEARTWARMING from iluvanimals on GodTube.

OJT :)

I am already too excited to have my OJT. :))))

Because.. Because..

You may not always appear to be an idiosyncratic exciter
Sometimes just a life afficionado
But not always for negation
A handful as you may always be
More than tolerable as well
Just like in a quilt, everything's abstractional

Clock ticks, seasons change, but don't have it missed
Regrets does not end up just there
Make use, don't just sell
It may not be understandable in a move
Probabilities are limited for some elixir
Make a bow, a smile and a hi
See through and have it a do

Pens and Papers

Pens and Papers are my greatest weaknesses. Yea. I don't think it's all bad that I'm bringing this up. Haha. 

With my pens, I write. I love writing my thoughts. I love making quotes, quoting people and writing their quotes that I like in a particular notebook I've most probably made. It's my hobby. For some, maybe it stresses them to make some compositions, or such crafts, but whenever I do, I enjoy it a lot, seriously. :) Writing, making crafts such as bookmarks, scrapbooks, notebooks, notepads, boxes, and else makes my day.

After sometime, I have realized that I have been into collecting and making notebooks, scrapbooks, mostly those that I find unique are the ones that I buy. But most of them, I don't use. It would feel a little heavy if I would need to use them due to the scarcity of those normal sterling notebooks here. However, most of them, I use in my journals, and other collection of writings. I don't use them as my notebooks in my school subjects. I wanted to have that unique style per subject per notebook, as much as possible, but that does not happen all the time. Anyhow, I love taking notes aslo. :P

Also, whenever I would feel bad, happy or whatever, I most likely would write it on my notepad or journal. I realized I have been collecting notebooks and pens when I was in second year highschool. However, even before that, I already designed my subject notebooks each. Before that, I have collected lipglosses. Haha. I had 23 lipglosses in just a year. Was not able to use it all, though. And it was just a waste of money, most of them expired before I got to use them and empty one canister of lipsitck. :l So, the season of collecting lipglosses ended within a year. O_o

Ever since, I just loved writing. Maybe that's why it branched out into the love of pens and papers. Since then, National Bookstore (in particular or some random bookstore) has also been a haven of light feeling. Haha. O_o I feel like a little child whenever I would go there. (Forgiveness please. :PP) It's like a playground. :) Where all my toys- colored pens, various papers are found. Until I found Papemelroti a couple of years ago, it then, also became a playground for me. I would stay there for a little while, and look at new products and stuffs. Some of which I like, especially that blank notebook with writings of blue ink in its front page of various quotations. I love blank papers. I can write 'borderless' or for the context of a notebook- margin-less. Hihi.  :D

Someday, when I get the time to know how to make a book of blank papers such as that one as I've seen in a movie, I would make or buy (or have myself a made to order somewhere of that kind) one. It's like that one seen in the Princess Diaries 2 (partly in Part 1 also) which is the personal Diary of Princess Mia herself. Thick, hard bound journal with cute textured papers (seemed absorbent for sign pens). (It's like this one in Papemelroti, but thicker pages and harder bound.) :P

This is my picture of them a year ago. *not updated* Tahaha :))

I also love stamps. :P

Can't Sleep

I am just having a hard time sleeping really early. I know it's not the best thing, you see. Good thing, it's vacation that's why it's a little more tolerated.

Even before the past semester, I am already sleeping at almost 230am in most days, even 3am. And now, It's already in the middle of the vacation and am still sleeping at 2am in the morning even before, when vacation started, I sleep at 4am, I even catch sunrises at 5am. I am also fond of it in a way, because I can write, read, think better or even reflect at these times better than day time since it's more quiet and there are few distractions- the noises of my pets, etcetera. Everybody's asleep, no one can bug me or talk to me. I have my focus. Am I that much nocturnal already? Ugh. My body clock is really having a hard time adjusting to my aimed body clock of sleeping at 10pm to 11pm, atleast, and waking up at 4am maybe, and doing, then, my devotions, writings, readings, reflections, etcetera. Am doing my best to change it.

However, in most cases, at around 1am to 2am, my mind begins to think of a lot of things, my mind begins to compose sentences that would have been my lessons learned for a day or even in random. My mind begins to be enthusiastic to read, and want to interact with articles, with my pen and papers-- to write. Am I that weird now? Haha. My mind is just so active in those hours. I would try to sleep and voila, after the next few minutes, I have just constructed quotes, passages, etcetera. No sleep happened. Not until 2am, I would be most probably awake. But atleast it's not that 'late' by now, it's already 2am that I actually feel myself wanting to sleep, not as before where I even reach 4am or 5am in doing things. 

Discipline. Discipline. Discpline.

A Surrogate Mom

Even before the semester ended, we were already aware of our cat being pregnant. However, I never come to think of it that cats would need a surrogate mom for her babies, since their breed is quite lazy for some things.

So the day came. I was even watching a 3-hour movie before I noticed she was to give birth. It was just right in time, my vacation from school. I got nothing to do. I never saw an actual Queen (pregnant cats) giving birth. So... there, she gave birth. Everyone in the house panicked for quite a while. We even called a vet. But she said, most cats can do it all by themselves, we just have to monitor them but not stress them that much. I really don't know what to do. I kept chasing her and looking after but mom said to leave her alone because she is looking for her nest (a place to settle and there, give birth). So I obeyed. Haha. And suddenly, I did not notice her for some minutes already. I got curious where she may be, so I looked for her. And... I saw her! She was beneath some dirty box at our dirty kitchen, so I tried cleaning it. However, it was a little deep. So I disturbed her, since it was dark inside, I could not see everything that's at the bottom part of it. So I tried patting may hand through the box, by that time, she left already. So I thought, all's clear. Then suddenly, I saw this black furry thing, like a small mouse, moving somewhere in the box. I ran to get a flashlight, and pointed it to the moving thing, and voila! There goes a kitten! A little moving kitten. I shouted and called my mom. My mom said I am stressing the cat and made her leave her nesting place. So we just transferred her in a bigger, cleaner box, but she's alright. So we left her there, with the first kitten. There was a curtain covering the box but it was well ventilated.

At the end of the day, she gave birth to 5 small, black kittens. I was the one who cut their umbilical cords, and helped our Queen in cleaning her kittens. I was the one tasked to check on them on a daily basis. So there, you got it. A Surrogate Mom!  :) The journey of 6 cats and a surrogate mom. :))) Haha.

He was Held Up, Wounded and Almost Hit by the Bus, and Stabbed

(I was left here at home and my parents with my grandma rushed my brother to the hospital due to his wounds that cannot be treated here at home.)

Minutes ago, we got a call from my brother's girlfriend. I was surprised that she would call my mom's number and ask her to put me up on the phone. With her voice shaking and abnormal breaths, she told me that my brother was robbed but he was already safe.

She told us that he was robbed. As the story gets clearer, it was said that two robbers bumped into my brother at Baclaran, as he was supposed to ride the bus, the two robbers got a hold of him and instead of the bus driver waited for him to get on, that SELFISH bus driver closed the door of the bus. SO my brother was left out in the open vulnerable with those two robbers. As a fighter, my brother fought the robbers, however, even before going home from his shift from the hospital, he was already dizzy due to the deprivation of sleep. So he fell on the ground as he fought the two who kept on pulling and getting his bag from him. He said, he was almost stabbed by the other man, (and I don't want to say that-- luckily, but) with the Lord, protecting his child, there was a Taxi Driver who pointed his Taxi's headlights to the scenario. So those robbers (though, the story of how they left wasn't that clear yet) got off him. So this Taxi Driver, though occupied by another woman, chose to rescue my brother from the scenario. They went straight here at home and the Taxi Driver, whose name, I do not know yet, but whom am really thankful of, as they arrived here, reported to my parents of what happened and my brother came inside our house, as anticipating as I am for his appearance, I still got shocked. He was so pale, so weak, with torn scrubsuit, red knees because of blood, his left palm red with the (I guess) first degree of skin peeled off, elbows bruised and bleeding, and feet with scratches, he entered through the door. I don't know what to react first.  I asked him what happened, but he can barely talk. Just murmurs. When he took of his shirt, there's even a small scratch on his right stomach. It was just so heart-breaking. So he sat down. He said, he can still take it, no need for him to be rushed in the hospital. (Yeah? See my brother's fighting spirit?) But we were already persuading him to be rushed to the hospital, because the wounds are deep. So in a little more discussion, he agreed. SO they left and I am left here at home with this feeling.

I am writing this in full faith that my Lord never sleeps and those who did bad to my brother will experience HIS WRATH.  Though we may not be able to catch up on them.. (but am still not loosing hope) and also to that BUS DRIVER who closed his door to my brother as he was rushing to the bus as these two men came rushing on him. 

Still, He takes care of His children. Am just so thankful.

Passion to Passion

It would be the most wonderful thing if one could have his passion done through his career. Though it may not happen at all times. However, in moments that I sometimes cannot find the passion in the sense of what I do all the time, I take time to find love in doing it. I am loving what I do because it changes the view. It may not always be 'do what you love' but sometimes, you also need to 'love what you do' in order to do what you may love. And it's not that I am not loving it still, it is now that I have started falling in love to what this field has something to offer. And most of the time, these impressions don't last and stay true for all the journey. Bad or good these impressions may be, in the long run, the obvious remains,  the truth stands out. And you'll just find everything else falling into order. And you'll just know that He orchestrated it in such a way that His plans for me are never enough for my own human comprehension. It'll just be the sweetest surprise. <3

Crash Landed

These have just been the most prevalent thoughts and ideas of mine for the past few days and it's just now that it was made bloggable by a triggering sermon made by our professor earlier. 

I don't know, but as he (our professor) was giving us his sermon and emotional sentiments on how disappointed he was due to some reasons which are true and some of which are perceived from his own authoritative-dominant point of view was just (this maybe an understatement, but honestly) heart breaking. I know deep inside, that those ideas and disappointment he shared would matter in ways, one, because right now, he's our prof, and second, maybe in the future, we would get back to those sermons and stand corrected, indeed. Yes, they would value, they would mean to us, however, from my personal mandate, yes, I was affected, even put it to the description- 'emotionally affected', but I was really curious if he was just challenging us in an Nth  Level now due to the shortcomings, but at the same time, I am wondering on why such a great demise from him. I know for myself that I would be an achiever in that yardstick prepared by my Maker.  I may not be able to deny my low scores on those written exams and prerequisites, but I am just rest assured that no matter how chaotic the world around me may be, there, His assurance is found written on the Bible that He holds the future in His hands. Sometimes, I can just imagine myself dying because of all these clamors, inclusive of all the worries and heartbreaks because of some mishaps. But at the end of the day, I would go running to the One who remains undeterred, the One who never forsakes, the One who loves eternally and the One whose grace and mercy never falters, and He is my Maker. I could feel the worst at times, and I know is not the best reply to how gracious He was. I am thankful that He does not let me go through all these pains, hardships and trials alone.

At the same time, I shall do my part with all I am, 100%, and we will face this and pursue.  

Love is Waiting

Love is Waiting by Brooke Fraser

Crazy Little Things II

I have posted here a write up entitled Crazy Little Things, and I think as far as time flies, my amazement on things just grows and grows. I don't know if this is a serious case of extreme appreciation of things, though. But I just feel like flying whenever I come to think of it. They're just.. oh-so-awesome. And someday, I want to see them also by myself. :)))

This one is Lake Toba. 

Well, this one is just near and is found in Indonesia. What's very interesting with this one is that this is a supervolcano and have exploded thousands of years ago. It was believed to have had the largest known explosive anywhere in Earth for some million years ('known', so what else do we not know, right? Still a lot. :))) And it excites me.

Love Tunnel

This one's in Ukraine. :) Cute. Haha.

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Aurora or The Northern Lights

Well, Northern Lights are produced primarily because of the energetic particles such as the protons and electrons of the solar wind in the atmosphere. See definition. It is so awestrucking, I guess. 

Double Rainbow

Another is the double rainbow. This one is a really wonderful phenomena. See definition. It's so awestrucking.

Finally, this one. To see an HH Object or the Herbig-Haro Objects.

Star formation. (*_*) These are view from supersonic jet from young stars. :)))))

Firsts

It was just so liberating to have rides home from Paranaque by myself for the first time. Congrats, Self!
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I have never travelled really far without someone with me... UNTIL I reached College. It was quite surprising for some of my college friends, I know, that I was not good at directions or even in traveling alone to places. I would always need someone to guide me and be with me in unfamiliar rides. And for the record, these are the places where I have gone (SO FAR) alone for the first time, without company:

1. Going to Bacoor and from Bacoor going home (when I went to Kath's House)
2. From Enchanted Kingdom going home (Haha! Achievement!)
3. From Paranaque (from Zet's birthday celebration)

In my ride to Bacoor, Cavite going to Kath's, it was not that nerve-racking because it's quite near to our place. It's just a jeepney ride away. I was just quite nervous if I would be missing landmarks and go to the end of the ride. But it was fine, though.

Earlier, my ride home from Paranaque was quite scary beacause, I have never been to Paranaque by myself and even going home from there by myself. But hey, I am old enough. I have been too innocent of commuting in different places for so long already. It's just rightful that I explore on my own. So I picked up myself and remembered all the directions Zet and her friends gave me. I was worried that I might forget a detail and go someplace else and just end up crying. But anyways, I told the Jeepney driver to drop me off at this certain place and good thing, he did. He even instructed me the right directions on where to cross the street and which corner to ride another jeepney. So there, in sum, I got home safe. Haha.

The worst feeling I had so far was when I rode that bus on my way home from Enchanted Kingdom.  It was seriously nerve-racking. It's just that I did not let it out and make my college friends notice that the idea of travelling home by myself for the first time is SERIOUSLY killing me... or has seriously killed me. I just smiled at them as I entered the bus. But deep inside: ("Gaaaaaaaah! Freakout. I'm dying. My heart's pounding and I am really scared!" Haha.) And those times, the farthest I have travelled alone was in Bacoor, Cavite! Haha. (Napakainosenteng bata 'ko. Shame on me.)  I really thought I won't survive. Good thing, a friend of mine knows the way and taught me how and even looked for that bus going to my place. While I was on the bus, seriously, I think the best description would be... PARANOIA and PALPITATION. Haha. But again, in sum, it went okay.. and fun. :)  A unique experience once in a while.

Uh... there. I think those are accomplishments already. Uh, yes? I think those are accomplishments already. Yes, they are. Yes. Haha! Also, I would want to go to MOA by myself and go home alone, with all the uncertainties. I don't know. But it's just that I have never went there alone. Also to Greenbelt, Trinoma, and also, before, during the Christmas season,  I wanted to see the Christmas Lights display in Makati ( I wanted to go there alone, but I did not dared to because I know I'll get lost. Haha. I can just imagine myself crying going to the Police Station claiming myself lost and having had my parents pick me up there. SHAME.), also, in Taguig and MarketMarket. Hahaha.

Here's my hashtag: Let'sTravelLuzon
HAHAHAHAHA. :)) SHAME.

Disfunctional

Could a space ship set off from its rocket without being noticed?
Could a fan blow wind, without you, feeling the breeze?
Could the sun shine without the earth being lighted?
Could the fishes be fishes if they weren't swimming?
Could you stand on a high mountain and not see the view?
It's inevitable.

Can you dance without your feet?
Can you shout without your voice?
Can you see without your eyes?
Ofcourse. Try doing it with your heart, it's going to be more than dancing, more than speaking and exclaiming, and more than seeing.

If oceans would not have waves, would one appreciate it better?
Without it's sounds and clashes, would you hear the ocean?

The deepest silence is just the greatest exclaim.
And the greatest of these can just sometimes be found in the greatest crests and throughs.
Inevitable things may be routinary, but if it's done by heart it's not seen as one anymore.
Then it becomes more important than inevitable.

Stop

Stop, just stop it.