Soul Purpose

I'm back

2006-09-21T14:49:00.000+08:00

Haha…
And it is like people actually read this blog

Anyway, I can't believe it has been 3 months since I last wrote anything here period.

It really feels like ages. The thing is, with all the teachers hounding me to do work, and all that, and still failed me by the way, is just uber crappy.

Sometimes I wish that I was just in the entertainment industry writing things for art's sake, not being shackled and enslaved by my science professors.

Another stress related issue is the recruitment of people for school projects, like the recent run for your rights campaign thing we did. Hay, it was brutal but also fun. I just don't know why I subject myself to such torture. It’s like I love being miserable. I really don't though. But things like studying to be a doctor, when I know for a fact that I am a great actress, singer, writer and dancer – talent that all of which comes naturally to me. Yeah, I know I sound horribly egotistic, but what can I do? I don't want to lie... hehehhe

So, I’m graduating next year, and I’m looking for a good medical school so that I would get better training (this is so exciting). My current school has its own meds school but its way, I mean WAY out of the city. I can’t go all the way that long. They said it is mountainous, I can’t do mountainous, how will I get my hair did?

Then there is this other school that the say is famous for their teaching techniques and training for medicine, however, I am getting confused because there has been talk that their quality has diminished over time.

Hay, I will come back and get you updated on this, if I get the time.

So that is it for now, thanks for the drop-by. :D

Question: When is it okay to deny?

2006-06-15T19:22:00.000+08:00

There are different points of view on the subject of "denial".

In my opinion, denial should be classified under a lie. For me, lies have certain degrees of harm that one should consider before hand. There are tactful lies (a.k.a. euphemism, so as not to hurt people's feelings... i.e. when your girlfriend asks you if she looks fat in that pair of jeans... I know this is not a fair question to ask but what would you say to her if you are afraid of the hellish wrath of a woman scorn), white lies, half-truths, lie due to exclusion of some facts, lies due to silence and true lies (not the movie!) which I fondly call the lie-lies, fictitious stories passed on to others as whole truths.

First, you must specify what kind of denial is it. Is it to purposely fool someone into believing some thing (the lie-lie) or not to say anything altogether (denial-lie)? And what kind of situation you were in that had led you to your "Denial"...

If it is a "lie-lie", and you are in that situation, due to your own misjudgments, and you will be harming some one else in the process; then, it is NOT okay to deny. He/she needs to know the "truth" in order to act accordingly. (Situation Ethics, Joseph Fletcher)

Another view point can use Ethical Relativism (an ethical doctrine claiming that there are no universal or absolute moral principle - Munson 1979, Pahl 1620), where one acts according to their own moral opinion of an individual because there is no objective basis for saying what is right or wrong in a particular social group. Does your "culture" allow your act?

For the pragmatists, they would ask if "denying" something would be practical (producing practical results), workable (it can be worked out), beneficial (benefits people, particularly to yourself) and useful (it can be used to yield good results). If all are satisfied, then yes it is okay to deny. (Pragmatism - Charles Pierce, William James)

Utilitarianism justifies action by its consequence. If an act has good consequence(s) for the greatest number of people, then it is good, and vise versa. (Bentham and Mill) However, if there is a rule that states that you MUST say what you are denying; then, you must tell especially when asked to do so.

For *Deontologists like Immanuel Kant, to deny for the sake of abiding by the rules so as not to be accused of any crime afterwards etc, is not moral; to deny for because you have a special duty to whomever, is moral. You must test your action according to its universability (if random people in any part of the world would do the same thing as you are going to) through a categorical imperative (mandates an action without conditions regardless of its consequence).

According to Kant, you are NEVER to lie under any circumstances, as this is intrinsically wrong. However, the problem comes when in certain situations, you find yourself in a predicament. For example, you are faced with a person looking for his cheating wife to kill her; you are obligated to tell him the truth if you follow Kant's ethics. Therefore, there should be a ranking of your "duties" in order of their precedence over each other.

The problem with many of these schools of thought is that there are no clear divisions or rules to abide by in telling one poor, confused soul what to do. So, in order to solve this, one must adapt an Epicurean school of thought, where one professes moderation as a moral norm in deciding what the poor confused soul must do. In the end, it is your own good night's rest that would ultimately be a factor in you decision making (Natural Law Ethics)

For further reading in this subject, or the authors of these schools of thought, Wikipedia has a wide range of information on the philosophies as well as their philosophers... Enjoy!

*Deontologists – A person practicing Deontological ethics or Deontology. From the Greek word "Deontos” meaning duty or obligation.

Timbreza, Florentino T. 2004. BIOETHICS AND MORAL DECISIONS. Eight edition. Manila: De La Salle University Press, Inc.

Gripaldo, Rolando M. 2005. THE PHILOSPHICAL LANDSCAPE: A PANORAMIC PERSPECTIVE OF PHILOSOPHY. Second edition. Manila: Philippine National Philosophical Research Society (PNPRS) c/o De La Salle University Press, Inc.

Circles And Round Things

2006-04-03T21:08:00.000+08:00

Looking like I am unconcerned with the way I look has been the problem of my mother since the time I wanted to choose my own clothes.

It's not that I don't want to look good, it's just that it's too much work. I had no problem what so ever wearing a T-shirt, a pair of jeans and sneakers to school, until I got tired of all the racket about looking better with my friends and worst my brother. See, we are living in a condo unit together and I never really noticed that he was vainer (if there is such a word) or maybe make that more vain (so that it sounds a little more normal.) than any girl I know; which is probably true for most of the male gender nowadays...

The crappy thing that happened today was that I just really did not want to put the effort to wear such uncomfortable clothes, like a fitting T-shirt; if you know me, you would know that I am blessed with them adipose tissues in my body. I just wanted to wear the loose white T-shirt that could ventilate air. The weather was hot and humid and hot so I really wanted to cool of some how without eating ice cream or jumping to the swimming pool or constantly chasing after the direction of the air conditioning.

So there I was in school, looking like I got splashed by a bus on the way, walking to class like I was dragging with me a heavy burden ("Mohawk" my dead cat for anatomy class and the weather was still bringing me down). Then, I proceeded to class still carrying the heavy burden and zombied my way through it like a lot of the time.

The day whizzed pass to the late morning. Due to the stress, I totally thought it was 12.50pm and I was super late for class, it was really 11.50am. So from ground floor, I went up to the lab and left my cat, went to the fifth floor to get my clearance for my other lab for chemistry, (I broke 2 test tubes)and then proceeded to go down to the 2nd floor for my intphil class, only to find an empty classroom. "GREAT!!" I thought. I really could not waste anymore time so I went back up to the 6th floor to review the cat.

On the way to the lab, I crossed paths with a really cute guy. I was really embarressed in my appearance and it didn't help that I had a big Zit on my face. I looked like trash!! I had to empty my mind about anything that will not be related to the test later that afternoon, so I just had to push the incident at the back of my mind.

It was now 12.40pm, I had to go to the INTPHIL class. I was now soaking in perspiration and my hair was a mess. And what's worst, on my way there, I saw the anime-like, effeminate athlete who looked really hot. He was caring and polite, and now he saw me - UGLY. I ran out of the way like my feet were on fire. TT_TT I know for a fact that he said to himself, "Oh Damn, UGLY!!"

I'm sure you know about "the Grouch", right? Yeah, he was there and yes, I wanted to bury myself into the ground. I just tried not to look at him directly and waited till he got out of the class before I did. He was so gorgeous in his maroon polo shirt...

Now, it was my exam. I really have to get a habit of reading even if the material is BORING. My theoretical was a mess... The only thing keeping my head up the deep shit I was in was the practical tests. Goodness!!

Then, this guy also from my INTPHIL class went to my lab classroom before my exam. I just sat in the corner trying to be unnoticed. However, I had to take a look. He was ok, moderate looking and self-proclaimed atheist. Well, whatever make him happy. I just got turned off because he was kind of, well a lot cocky. That was a real turn off. But that don't mean he dosen't have other qualities that I like... no one's perfect...

Then, finally I was gonna get out of school. And on my way out, I saw Blue Guy walking home at the central plaza. I avoided walking fast and prayed that my friends wouldn't walk that fast so we would not catch up with him. Thankfully we didn't. It was enough that anime-like, effeminate athlete (I think I'll call him Chocolate Man! Um, maybe I'll think of a better nickname...) saw me non-hot. I am satisfied with Blue Guy seeing me in my hot green and white outfit ( White fish net top over a green singlet tank,and white skirt) which I think I looked Firey Hot in... He so did a double take!!

Really, today just made me regret not choosing a better outfit like I did these past months. I just couldn't find the strength to go through the long painstaking decision of matching the outfits in a comfy yet HOT way.

Now I really want to dress up again. So, this is the cycle I would be dealing with.. I really wish it would be a Smaller Circle next time...

Science of Gossip

2006-03-24T21:08:00.000+08:00

Science of Gossip

Disclaimer: This is not a technical paper of gossip which gives an intense methodic process of research and survey. The content of this paper is purely for entertainment and is not to be taken as a reference to any major thesis or research paper. This paper is more of an informal discussion of the necessity of gossip in the world, and is therefore a lot more opinionated than it is objective.

Gossip, according to the Merriam-Webster Dictionary, is rumor or report of an intimate nature; as well as a person who habitually reveals personal or sensational facts about others. In this paper, we will discuss the matter of why our society has the addiction to gossip, why our society needs to gossip, and why it is necessary for us to gossip.

Our society has a definite addiction to know and to talk about a wide variety of things. This is especially evident in the content of the usual leisurely conversation of people, young, old, male or female. This is also evident in the exploits of people who have discovered the weakness of the people, by selling the community with magazines and tabloids all containing juicy bits of gossip about the celebrities, renowned politicians and other personalities. A Yahoo online search alone for the word "gossip" raked in a total of 44, 300,000 hits worldwide. This only supports the fact that people get their fix anywhere they can, be it on paper, verbally or on cyberspace.

The fact that people are curious makes then addicts, although their curiosity are most, if not all the time focused on frivolous matters such as our said topic. However, I cannot imagine a world where people would only speak of quantum physics, opportunity cost, chaos theory and other such serious matters. (Can you??) And even in such serious mediums, people still find a time crevice to actually talk about gossip. This is why there is often an argument at the office, a heated debate at the laboratory, and an exchange of blows at the cafeteria, a brawl of some kind; which would then initiate a new wave of gossip for those that are not concerned. It is the discussion of other people’s lives that make such activity so addictive, and people will carry this on as long as they are not the topic at hand. And they will still carry on gossiping about even after they get hurt in the process.

Gossip is also a form of getting information. These information however distorted they may seem almost always start from a small simple truth. An example of these would be in business where their secrets are supposedly more precious than gold. If a company is rumored to have an insider who sells secrets to the competition, or to their rich clients, then there might be some shred of truth to that (i.e. Martha…). However, one should be careful on isolating the truth from the piles of "lies" before sharing or taking action on them or you will feel the wrath of those concerned, like being fired from the job and being sued for defamation. On the other hand, if there is truth to what you have heard, then there is a great possibility of a raise, or some king of a reward.

There are also some sexist views on this topic. People would say that is you need news to spread quickly, tell it to a woman. A priest once said in a sermon that God chose Mary Magdalene (Mary of Magdala) to be the first to see Jesus alive after his resurrection. She then went on to tell Peter and John about the great news. This was probably done so that people will react to the sermon and listen, and not just dose off and have a nap in church. In these modern times however, even the males have got into the business of spreading the gossip. I have recently discovered that men do equal or more gossiping than females. Probably the females have grown tired of gossiping that they let other forces to take over, a little only thought. (he he…)

For the leisurely conversations bloated with such juicy gossips such as a certain Jane Doe who apparently has a crush with the resident hunk could be true. As some one important once said, "You don’t let out what you don’t want others to know." So in this context, Jane Doe actually wanted the resident hunk to know that SHE has a crush on HIM, if it were not obvious enough that she has been eyeing him for the longest time. Now this rumor can turn ugly by someone making a story about Jane Doe creating a Shrine of Resident Hunk, and then this would further snowball into Jane Doe obsessing, stalking and or lusting after Resident Hunk.

Then, there is the information getting, "Hey, do you know that (insert gender here) in the white T-shirt?" And then an informed person would divulge all the information about that person. That would probably be the basis of how to get to know about people at a remote range. This is the test range where you make a decision to pursue a courtship or not. Sadly for the females bounded by social and cultural traditions, we can only look in a very distant yearning that hopefully would be subtle enough to for him to get the message. (Yeah, like that will ever happen...) My point here is, that gossip is an essential for romantic engagements.

In conclusion, gossip is a drug that the society craves for. It is vital for the survival of the society. It is also a means for the people to acquire information about their potential partners for life. So the ultimate gist of this paper is to hopefully clarify questions about this topic. Gossip is not that bad once taken in moderation. If you gossip too much, it can harm you by many ways, like the said example of being fired. On the other hand, living without gossip, will make your life very dull. So there must be moderation in whatever you do, even in the exchange of gossip.

WHAT AM I TO DO????

2006-02-16T12:05:00.000+08:00

mixed signals are not only for the cell phones and TV sets. i know it doesn't make sense, and believe me you DO NOT want to be in my head right now. see, things used to be so clear and now it is so messed up that i want to cry...

so here's the summarized dilli-o (like that is still groovy these days... ;P) Here it goes...

a friend of mine gotten to know pink guy and i finally have a chance to get to know him but i am so afraid that i might not like him anymore due to my tendency to not like the dudes i like when i do get to know them finally and i don't want that to happen but i really really from the bottom of my heart want to know him sooooooo badly....... (breathe...)

did you get that??? Ü

now the ultimate question that i need to answer... DO I REALLY WANNA TAKE THAT CHANCE? THAT STEP... THAT LEAP.... T_T

HELP ME!!!!

Woo Hoo!!!!

2006-01-30T18:24:00.000+08:00

The greatest day of my whole life!!!! (Yet, :D)

The day started like it was going to be another bad day for me, I mean first, I overslept (again) but I had an exam! I was like a robot doing my morning routine with a frown on my face. I really thought it would be one of those bad day streaks that don’t ever seem to turn for the better. I never found a fix for those ever until I met my #1 crush, let’s hide him in the pseudonym of the "pink guy". You have heard of him before in one of my earlier electronic diarrhea, where I wrote a poem about him. (I'm so pathetic...)

Here is how he makes my day a little bit more tolerable, He exists!!!! And if you are thinking that we are actually conversing or are friends, you are so wrong. I can't and never will have the guts to walk up to a great Greek god of a guy and get his number or anything of that sort.

I was at the canteen and was contemplating deeply on whether I should have a sandwich or just have a rice meal because we were going to have another long day ahead of us but could I finish a rice meal in 10min 52sec? And don’t get me started on what type of filling or side dish I was going to buy...

Then, I decided not to eat anymore because I just wasted my 5min and 13sec to decide on nothing!!! (who has the time to eat in 5min 39sec??) I turned around and there he was, my pink guy (!!!) wearing the most beautiful brown polo t-shirt that fit his body like he was wearing nothing. He was cut in the way that it wasn’t disgusting (not like those steriod-pumped body builders like bodies). It was just right. He was in line to buy coffee. I naturally in this point just drew a blank. Luckily, I turned around to regroup before he noticed that I had a little bit of drool on my face. So unglamorous I tell you!!

I prayed hard that he would stay a little longer so that I would be able to sneak another or several more peeks at him. And you wouldn’t guess what happened next. Not only did he stay longer, he looked at me!! LOOKED... AT ME!!! I almost fainted right there and then but thank God my mother gave me strong knees and the ability to seem cool in the worst possible situation that can and will lead to embarrassment if not it were not handled with care.

In the effort to look normal for once, I ignored him. I just looked blank and seemed uninterested in him, like there were other guys that looked better than he did(*no one looks better than he does!). I never did have a sane mind.

I know he felt nothing for me. That is usually the story of my life, I’m used to it. But the fact that he looked at me today was just the fix I needed to turn my frown upside down...(I’m shuddering right now as I realize what I had just wrote but that is the best I can do right now...) Then, as fast as he materialized into my line of sight, he disappeared again into the sea of college students.

Now, I was thinking of going to class when I saw Mr. Joseph Yeo walking to someplace, and passed right in front of us (I was walking to class with my friend who had finished eating a sandwich while I mulled over what to eat to settling on eventually not eating anything.) He is the best basketball player, the best looking one of the bunch, and yes, he knows it.

In class, it was hard to concentrate. The only thing I saw was pink guy’s face flashing at every slide my lecturer was showing. Sitting in the boring class didn’t even affect me that much. It was my break; I remembered that I had to skin a cat today. It didn’t even bother me that I forgot my dissecting kit for our comparative anatomy class later. My friend even offered to lend me hers for the time being. But I was to take it in her condo. I did so and I saw Mr. Joseph Yeo again. I almost lost balance because my days in school are never this "hot male" favorable. And that loss of balance cost me a stare at the "hot male" in front of me. I was shy though, I looked down to the floor to avoid his eyes. Pathetic, I know...

The next class was philosophy. I sat in front so that I wouldn’t dose off out of boredom. In that class, my #3 crush always sat at the back. We will hide him in the name "the grouch" (hint: a clue to his name, which I only found out today, if you get my drift...) nothing really great happened there, only that I found out that I was smarter than the those people I was discussing philosophy with; which was ironic because we were talking about Socrates who said, "One thing only I know, and that is I know nothing." But hello!!! The issue they were talking about was in my opinion, not connecting to the actual topic we were discussing. It was fun because they were beautiful people (let’s call them "the perfect people"). Those who never worry about what they eat, or are bulimic; who knows...

If you don’t agree, just don’t say anything and let me be. I’ll take my pseudo - triumphs where I can get them and there are so little that goes around.

So those were the highlights of my day, a great day. My #1 crush looked at me; Yeo looked at me (I know it was due to me being a klutz but his look still counts!!!), I acquired my #3 crushes name, and found out the perfect people were not ever perfect. Sounds to me like a great day, ain’t it??

Thanks for reading this long description of my day, my great day; and also for agreeing with me that this is my great day. Hehehe... I’m not going to push it further. So that’s it. I hope that you will have a great day, too...

I’m still smiling,
Commonly used errors :D

...20...

2006-01-18T17:57:00.000+08:00

Hello World, I'm 20 now.

i know, you don't care. i just had announce it. Ü

i thought being 20 would mean somthing more, but alas, like mom said, it is just another number that brings you closer to the colorful world of mid life crisis. (i added that last one myself. hehe...)

can you believe that i was actually sulking a few months back because i was gonna be 20? but hey, i officially survived my first day as an adult, what could possibly go wrong now, right? seriously though, it still gave me the willies when I saw that "2" and that "0" together like that. i mean whoa. this is huge. this might actually be a turning point in my life.

still, i'm testing this new thing, so if i don't like it, i'll let you know. now you're maybe wondering, what in the world can i do about that? it's not like i could turn back time (and i probably would if i just knew how.) well, i'll do what most women do when they don't like their age.... Lie. i look the part anyway. haha.... but seriously, i am taking an optimistic view on this one. i won't let my age drag me down and so should you (if you are in this kind of a situation) like my mom said, it's just a number.

many things has happened that i know made me more mature even if it doesn't seem like it. happy ones, sad ones, angry ones, depressing ones (stories for another day). i have learnt to accept it and take it slow. i can't expect me to be perfect, no one mortal is. but i can try to be. i'm going with the flow and enjoying life. you can't savour the riches of life if you are always worried about it.

i should be preparing for this huge decade in front of me. i'll let you know how it is.

AN INTERESTING CONVERSATION

2006-01-18T16:47:00.000+08:00

this was sent to me by a friend through an email. i just thought that i would share it with you all... Ü

INTERESTING CONVERSATION

An atheist professor of philosophy speaks to his class on the problem Science has with God, The Almighty. He asks one of his new Christian students to stand and.....

Professor: You are a Christian, aren't you, son?

Student: Yes, sir.

Prof: So you believe in God?

Student: Absolutely, sir.

Prof: Is God good?

Student: Sure.

Prof: Is God all-powerful?

Student: Yes.

Prof: My brother died of cancer even though he prayed to God to heal Him.
Most of us would attempt to help others who are ill.
But God didn't. How is this God good then? Hmm?

(Student is silent.)

Prof: You can't answer, can you? Let's start again, young fella. Is God good?

Student: Yes.

Prof: Is Satan good?

Student: No.

Prof: Where does Satan come from?

Student: From... God...

Prof: That's right. Tell me son, is there evil in this world?

Student: Yes.

Prof: Evil is everywhere, isn't it? And God did make everything. Correct?

Student: Yes.

Prof: So who created evil?

(Student does not answer.)

Prof: Is there sickness? Immorality? Hatred? Ugliness?
All these terrible things exist in the world, don't they?

Student: Yes, sir.

Prof: So, who created them?

(Student has no answer.)

Prof: Science says you have 5 senses you use to identify and observe the world around you.
Tell me, son...Have you ever seen God?

Student: No, sir.

Prof: Tell us if you have ever heard your God?

Student: No,sir.

Prof: Have you ever felt your God, tasted your God, smelt your God?
Have you ever had any sensory perception of God for that matter?

Student: No, sir. I'm afraid I haven't.

Prof: Yet you still believe in Him?

Student: Yes.

Prof: According to empirical, testable, demonstrable protocol,
science says your GOD doesn't exist. What do you say to that,son?

Student: Nothing. I only have my faith.

Prof: Yes. Faith. And that is the problem science has.

Student: Professor, if I may ask, is there such a thing as heat?

Prof: Yes.

Student: And is there such a thing as cold?

Prof: Yes.

Student: No sir. There isn't.

(The lecture theatre becomes very quiet with this turn of events.)

Student: Sir, you can have lots of heat, even more heat, superheat,
mega heat, white heat, a little heat or no heat.
But we don't have anything called cold.
We can hit 458 degrees below zero which is no heat,
but we can't go any further after that.
There is no such thing as cold.
Cold is only a word we use to describe the absence of heat.
We cannotmeasure cold. Heat is energy.
Cold is not the opposite of heat, sir, just the absence of it.

(There is pin-drop silence in the lecture theatre.)

Student: What about darkness, Professor? Is there such a thing as darkness?

Prof: Yes. What is night if there isn't darkness?

Student: You're wrong again, sir. Darkness is the absence of something.
You can have low light, normallight, bright light, flashing light....
But if you have no light constantly, you have nothing and its called darkness, isn't it?
In reality, darkness isn't.
If it were you would be able to make darkness darker, wouldn't you?

Prof: So what is the point you are making, young man?

Student: Sir, my point is your philosophical premise is flawed.

Prof: Flawed? Can you explain how?

Student: Sir, you are working on the premise of duality.
You argue there is life and then there is death, a good God and a bad God.
You are viewing the concept of God as something finite, something we can measure.
Sir, science can't even explain a thought.
It uses electricity and magnetism, but has never seen,
much less fully understood either one.
To view death as the opposite of life is to be ignorant of the fact
that death cannot exist as a substantive thing.
Death is not the opposite of life: just the absence of it.
Now tell me, Professor. Do you teach your students that they evolved from a monkey?

Prof: If you are referring to the natural evolutionary process, yes, of course, I do.

Student: Have you ever observed evolution with your own eyes, sir?

(The Professor shakes his head with a smile, beginning to realize where the argument is going.)

Student: Since no one has ever observed the process of evolution at work and
cannot even prove that this process is an on-going endeavour,
are you not teaching your opinion, sir? Are you not a scientist but a preacher?

(The class is in uproar.)

Student: Is there anyone in the class who has ever seen the Professor's brain?

(The class breaks out into laughter.)

Student: Is there anyone here who has ever heard the Professor's brain,
felt it, touched or smelt it?..... No one appears to have done so.
So, according to the established rules of empirical, stable, demonstrable protocol,
science says that you have no brain, sir.
With all due respect, sir, how do we then trust your lectures, sir?

(The room is silent. The professor stares at the student,his face unfathomable.)

Prof: I guess you'll have to take them on faith, son.

Student: That is it sir...
The link between man & God is FAITH.
That is all that keeps things moving & alive.

NB:I believe you have enjoyed the conversation...and if so...you'll probably want your friends/colleagues to enjoy the same...won't you?...forward them to increase their knowledge...Have a nice day...

Silver

2005-11-11T22:12:00.000+08:00

I read this from an email I got that I just want to share right now... hope you enjoy this....

MALACHI 3:3 SAYS:
"He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."

This verse puzzled some women in a bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God. One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next bible study.

That week, the woman called a silversmith and made anappointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining silver. As she watched the silversmith, held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hotspot; then she thought again about the verse that says: "he sits as are finer and purifier of silver."She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment toolong in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, "How do you know when the silver is fully refined?"He smiled at her and answered, "Oh, that's easy - when I see my image in it"

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until he sees his image in you. If the spirit moves you, pass this on. This very moment, someone needs to know that God is watching over them. Whatever you're going through, you'll be a better person in the end.

enchanted kingdom = EK = | fun |

2005-11-06T06:47:00.000+08:00

I just woke up from a previous day of falling in line and waiting for my turn to absolutely make my stomach go upside down and inside out. That is the feeling when you take an early trip to EK for a whole day of fun and excitement.

Since it was a 3day weekend and we had nothing else to do, my classmates and I planned the trip to "enchant" and put some umph back into our boring, monotonous lives. The whole day Thursday was such a crazy moment for me 'cause I have been on the fence of whether my dad would allow me to go.

Usually, he would be so overprotective that I always felt a little light of my soul die every time I heard the word "no" for any thing that I ask of him; especially when it involves me going out with my friends on some trip w/o supervision of an adult... but HELLO!?!?! I'm gonna be 20 next year!!! Which I have mixed feelings about by the way 'cause I feel that I am losing another thing in my life; that is being a teenager too soon since I had an extended childhood thanks to air tight security of my dear parents. Don't get me wrong, I love them to the core, but they just have a way of babying me and my brothers too much that I fear that I might be too immature at times. Well, the first step is admitting to it, right?

Anyway, I only asked my dad about the trip the evening before the trip, which is totally a sign for self-destruction 'cause everyone knows that if you ask your parents at that point, there is a certainty that you are gonna get the answer you never want to hear if you are looking forward to going to that trip in the first place. A good daughter should always ask in advance so that both of you could plan on the things you are gonna bring, what time they can expect you home etc, etc, etc... However, in my family, timing is the essence. This was why I never liked asking them for permission, I never had a good sense of timing, though I am trying to improve on that.... To my surprise, my dad actually said yes. Remember this was the last minute asking of permission that no one is safe from... and I mean no one EVER!!!

I was so psyched to go that I couldn't sleep. I probably slept at around 1:30 to 2am. (Usually I’d be dead tired at about 9 or 9:30pm, I know boring...) I woke up to the sound of my alarm clock around 7am. I of course pressed the snooze button like always and dozed off, I woke up again and it was now 8:42, I was to meet my friend at her apartment building at 9.30am... Can I emphasize on how late I was? And this was the first time I was gonna be traveling with them, this was not a good way of impressing them. I got up, took the fastest shower of my life and got everything ready for the EK trip. Half way through getting ready, my dad asked me to slow down and eat breakfast first so I did gulfing down my breakfast in two bites... record setting!!! Hehehe Anyway, I took an extra pair of unmentionables, a comfy t-shirt, my favorite camouflage print 3/4 cargo shorts and a pair of slippers. I was expecting to get wet on riding the Jungle Log and Rio Grande.

I sent my friend a message that I might be 5 min late, kissed my dad goodbye and sprinted all the way to my friend’s house. When I got there, I met my friend’s mom for the first time and found out that I wasn't late, I was just in time. We were now waiting for the others to get there so we would be able to commute to Ayala Greenbelt via LRT where there is a shuttle to EK for only P200, round trip. We met up with our other friends at the shuttle station. They were saying that we were soooo long that they decided to get a bite to eat. They were there like a whole hour before the meeting time, DUH!!!

While in EK, I saw a handful of cuties... Ahhh.... they were so cute!!! That was why riding the super scary rides were a smashing good time... but for your information, I loved the ride even it there were no cuties... the rides are super cool. As I said earlier, my stomach was in knots but they were good knots. Haiz... if I were only more confident in myself... maybe I know more cuties and yes, be friendly with them and maybe be friendlier... hehehheheh a girl can dream, right?

My favorite ride is the Space Shuttle, 2nd is Anchors-Away. In the Space Shuttle, I saw this "Phil Am" looking boy in a cream colored shirt, he was kind of short and looked kind of young, around 16 but he was sooooo cute... That was why i didn't mind the long line and the super long waiting to get to the ride, hehehhe.... When he matures, he would sure be a girl magnet, if he isn't already.

I wouldn't mind going to EK again even if we need have to queue up at the end of a very long line, there just have to be hot cuties and no spoilt rides especially the Space Shuttle... I’m even excited just thinking about it!! Heheh

Well, till next time....

if you get bored, do what Skeeter does... SLEEP!!!

2005-10-20T20:17:00.000+08:00

this is a very interesting story that i came across while surfing the net for some news and stuff.... i know, i have a boring life.

imagine if you were narcoleptic... i feel so sad for the dog but i just couldn't help but giggle when i read this cause it reminded me of one episode in Scrubs, where they made fun of the guy who's narcolepsy was triggered by sexual arousal...

if you got time read it!! you can click the link or just read the one at the bottom if the link doesn't work... i got the story from a yahoo odd news.

Play Dead: Dog Diagnosed With Narcolepsy

Wed Oct 19, 9:54 PM ET

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20051020/ap_on_fe_st/narcoleptic_dog

CHUBBUCK, Idaho - What should be some of a dog's greatest joys in life have become Skeeter's worst nightmare. Food, a chance at chasing a squirrel, going for a walk, or even an opportunity to sniff another dog all have the same effect on the 11-pound toy poodle: he's out cold.

"He has no personality right now," Shari Henderson told the Idaho State Journal. "It is scary. I don't want him turning into a couch pillow."

The condition, narcolepsy, is extremely rare in dogs and has fascinated Skeeter's veterinarian, Walter Rowntree of Bannock Animal Medical Center in Pocatello. The condition is so rare, Rowntree said, that there are no statistics available about its prevalence in dogs.

"I called four or five colleagues to brag that I'd diagnosed a narcoleptic dog," said Rowntree, who first examined Skeeter on Oct. 11 because of an enlarged lymph node.

The condition is more common in humans but has been documented in some dogs, horses, ponies and a single Brahman bull. It is caused by a disconnect between the normal sleep-wake cycle, triggered by excitement that causes the afflicted to go from being awake straight into a deep sleep. In humans, strong emotion triggers attacks, and dogs have strong emotions about eating, Rowntree said.

Stanford University researchers who studied a narcoleptic group of Dobermans discovered the dogs all lacked a certain brain protein involved in wakefulness.

With Skeeter, initially, only the sight of food triggered attacks. His condition has progressively gotten worse, and Rowntree hopes the human medication he prescribed for Skeeter on Ritalin and an antidepressant — will help restore Skeeter's normal routine.

Rowntree also notified faculty at the veterinary school at Washington State University in Pullman, Wash., who requested video footage of Skeeter.

Skeeter once spent his afternoons roaming the fence line in the Henderson's one-acre yard. When Shari's husband, Darrell, took him for two-mile walks, he pulled on the chain wanting to walk faster.

Now that Skeeter falls asleep in mid-trot, the Hendersons place him in a stroller for his customary walk.

Skeeter can no longer eat regular dog food, so the Hendersons hand-feed him cooked vegetables and lunch meat. To keep Skeeter awake during the meal, they hold up his back legs and massage his neck.

Aside from the danger of falling asleep in mid-activity, Rowntree said narcoleptic dogs can live as long as healthy dogs.

But Rowntree also noted that there's no joy for a dog who can't stay awake to experience the things he once loved to do.

Damn!!

2005-10-06T19:30:00.000+08:00

Damn it, Damn it, Damn it, We LOST!! Hagh -Damn it!!

We were so close, FEU 73 and DLSU 71. no more game 3. and this season was Joseph Yeo's Last season playing for La Salle (i heard from this weird looking girl who's a Huge Fan Of Joseph Yeo.) Can i stress how stressing it is to almost taste victory again but only to lose it so quickly? i'm so angry and sad. (sorry for the lack of better the vocabulary right now, i'm just so tired and ... well, sad.) nothing is coming to my mind right now, i'm like a zombie or something. the lost is probably still sinking in.

it is amazing to see how my fellow schoolmates support the team even if we are far from the main action. however, having great funding from what we pay the school, the school has brought the game to those who didn't get any tickits to watch the game at araneta. and whenever the projector lost the satellite signal, the whole crowd goes mad and if the people who set those things up did not do anything , there could have been people that could get hurt. and the crowd that came, we could have filled two - thirds of the whole araneta coliseum. and a wave would have been amazing.

speaking of getting hurt, Joseph, after sinking in a two-point slam dunk, slid to the courtside and had some kind of cramps. i thought he would not get up anymore and to tell you the truth, i almost cried. everyone around me was tearing up, except the boys. but i could swear i saw a tear forming in the eyes of the dude beside me. i was shouting, "Oh My God, Oh My God, Oh My God... " and bracing myself for the worst. the crowd was booing the FEU players that came to the screen and a second of silence over came the crowd when the camera was trying to get a shot of poor injured Yeo, still at the courtside somewhere. He was being "taken cared"of by the medics at the scene.

a huge weight lifed off my shoulders once i saw Yeo walking to the DLSU bench. "YEAH! GO JOSEPH YEO!!"

he still couldn't play yet cause he needed to tend to his injury.

even if we lost this season, i'm not gonna fret about it. we still have next season to reclaim the throne. and believe me, we will!!

GO DLSU, ANIMO LA SALLE!!!

no one tells me anything....

2005-09-30T17:00:00.000+08:00

hahahha, maybe because i'm such a blabber-mouth. but the thing is even the most vital of things, they choose not to tell me. like not telling me if the driver is going to go for his day off. see, and i had plans to gas up the vehicle and go to my aunt's house.

and by the way, i don't tell all secrets. i have them locked up tight in a secret compartment under my bed.... oops, i shouldn't have said that but hey, i'm just trying to be funny... yeah i know, it's not working... heheh. i'm just trying to kill some time for my newly and last minute arranged ride. Super! its a good thing to have a big family, one of them's bound to have a spare car that another ride-less relative can use.

and one more freaky thing happened today, we found out that you can now see all the people that checked out your friendster account. So there's the end of my spying career. the whole thing that is essential to spying is the element of being discrete. and now thanks to that new added feature on friendster, the person you are spying on will now know you are spying on them..... Wait, Did you get all that?

however, it is interesting to see who has been looking at your account, plus you could send a smile to those that are looking.

one happy thing happened to a friend of mine, she found out that her ex-crush was looking at her account so that made her happy. see, it's really flattering to see who is looking at you when you are not looking.

hahah, i enjoyed the day today even if i was stuck at the computer lab trying to interpret numbers od things like mean median mode, frequency, range, variation, standard deviation and skewness oh yeah and coefficient of variation. Ü a headache, isn't it?

and nevermind that other people won't tell me anything. i'd just woudn't tell them anything too, like i won't tell them they look ridiculous in their outfit and that their jeans make them look fat or that their moustache makes them look like the have not evolved since the Pre-Cambrian period. Muhahahaha!!!

maybe i should just keep all those to myself, it's called tact, right? and i'm trying to be not so mean anymore. (unless i'm provoked in which case i'll slaughter them completely... Heheh!!)

it just occurred to me that you could associate the mathematical mean with the bitchy-mean.
ie - mean: an act that will put people in their respective central tendencies when they get too "high and mighty - ly" scattered in the head...

i don't think that made any sense at all. so i guess that is it for me, my ride is here and i still have to go a long way. if you had read this all the way up till here, kudos to you, i might not even try to read this again any time soon; but thanks for listening to me bellyache about my life. toodles :D

OUT

Its a sad day... good thing it's ending.

2005-09-29T20:01:00.000+08:00

a lot of things happened today.

1. english 3 self critique
2. couldn't save my work into the floppy
3. the fact that i'm still using a floppy
4. missing all the 3 quarters of the dlsu vs feu basketball game
5. Running to the central plaza just to catch the 4th quarter
6. meeting a new/old bitch during the game
7. dlsu lossing to feu by 2 points
8. manong dlsu team staff coach hitting arwind santos in the head after the great game...

i really thought it was a good game, we were always neck and neck at the 4th quarter. i heard that we even had a 49-24 lead during the first few quarters so it was all good despite the whole 2 point loss at the end. the fact of the matter is we played a great game. Joseph Yeo being a good sport that he is even congratulated Santos for that winning shot he made but one soar thing happened just 2 seconds later... manong coach staff knocked on arwind santos's head like it was a door. Of course, any one will retaliate when treated that way. there was almost a huge riot at the araneta coliseum.(form the TV perspective that is).

many of my classmates thought that manong's actions were very childish, and i agree that it was not called for. the best way to retaliate is during the game, not when everyone wants to celebrate or go home. releasing your anger on the other team's star player not only stirs up anger on the other team and their fans but also makes us, the losing team look bad, and looking bad does not really look good on us dlsu peeps. i sure as hell know it doesn't look good on me. that is why i don't like what i did for my speech in english 3. not only do i look over fed, i didn't even looki as professional as i would have wanted to.

and the damn computer in school lags so much it so belongs to the 20th century. i was so pissed at the computer for not working as fast as possible and at myself for not bringing a usb storage device so that i wouldn't have to use the floppy that is always Spaceless!! AND it's the 21st century!!! WHY IN THE WORLD AM I STILL USING THE FRIGGIN' FLOPPY DISC!!??

i'm sorry, i think i'm just tired and blue from what had happened today.

one good thing happend though. i saw my pink guy's friendster, and he looked so hot. the pathetic thing is that he doesn't even know that i exist!! well... story of my life. the guy i like would never ever know i like them. T_T i should just have the guts to ask them out huh...

but you can never do that here. it's like we ARE living in the 20th century where you have to wait for the guy to ask the girl if she wants to go out. where have all the girl power gone? its like all of it disappeared along with the spice girls.

anyway, i should probably go to bed now. i got an early class and i still need to do TONNES of homework. College is like high school without the fun, isn't it?

My Little Pink Pill

2005-09-26T19:05:00.000+08:00

when i feel down and all sad and blue,

the only thing that could ever cheer me up was my guy in blue.

and at the time that he left

my life felt so empty and unkempt

but since 3 weeks has passed

my life was filled again at last

cause my pink placebo

turned out to be my hero

he walks with me in his hands

and all i want to do with him is dance

now i realise what i was looking for

he was just standing there at the door

so i thank you my little pink pill

for not keeping me more ill

hahahah, what rubbish!! I just don't know what to do today... I am So BoRed!!! Haha.... anyway, my "little pink pill ", where ever you are... Thank You....

BTW, that's not the female "V", okay. that is not my drug of choice at the moment. i have no medically synthesized drug of choice period. i get my high from food and sweet movies so whatever man... i don't know, you decide for like whatever. HÜH??

Bad Day By Daniel Powter

2005-09-12T15:47:00.000+08:00

Bad Day By Daniel Powter

Where is the moment we needed the most

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

They tell me your blue skies fade to grey

They tell me your passion's gone away

And I don't need no carryin' on

You stand in the line just to hit a new low

You're faking a smile with the coffee to go

You tell me your life's been way off line

You're falling to pieces everytime

And I don't need no carryin' on

Cause you had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

Your camera don't lie

You're coming back down and you really don't mind

You had a bad dayYou had a bad day

Well you need a blue sky holiday

The point is they laugh at what you say

And I don't need no carryin' on

You had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad dayYour camera don't lie

You're coming back down and you really don't mind

You had a bad day

(Oh.. Holiday..)

Sometimes the system goes on the blink

And the whole thing turns out wrong

You might not make it back and you know

That you could be well oh that strong

And I'm not wrong

So where is the passion when you need it the most

Oh you and I

You kick up the leaves and the magic is lost

Cause you had a bad day

You're taking one down

You sing a sad song just to turn it around

You say you don't know

You tell me don't lie

You work at a smile and you go for a ride

You had a bad day

You've seen what you like

And how does it feel for one more time

You had a bad day

Had a bad day

This s a really cool song!! If you can't relate, just watch the video and feel gooey afterwards. It gives you this feeling of an overwhelming sense of rapture and happiness... Well, maybe if you are the hopeless romantic type at least... 'Cause even if you are having a bad day, there might still be that glimmer of light at the end of that tunnel. So smile and look glamorous for everyone to see; we don't have to look bad just 'cause we are having a bad day....

sickness and enlightenment

2005-08-06T10:27:00.000+08:00

there are many things you can do when you are sick. You could stay in bed all day, sleep all day, don't go to school, don't do homework and ask neverending favours from your able bodied family members; these are the times when you could ask your younger siblings for no holds bar favours and there aren't any conditions necessary to be given in return. it is this great miracle that happensduring these times of sickness. an even better miracle is when they actually do it with sincerity!!

Of course, these are the times when you do these favours because there will come a time at some point of your life, when you are sick, you know that the people you are taking care of will do the same for you. that is the ulitmate unspoken condition that we all have been given instinctively over years of social evolution.

if you have had the chance to watch documentaries of the evolution of mankind, you would only see these symptoms of social sincerity when mankind started socializing with other members of their clan.

So when sick in bed, enjoy all the benefits that you can squeeze out of family members. Savour all the breakfast in bed, the spongebaths, the siblings that now actually listen to you and by a strange miracle of sickness make them do what you want, when you want it and never hear a single word of complain. Ah, the sweet sound of silence outside your room can never taste this good...

need a change

2005-07-27T13:25:00.000+08:00

i never made a decision that was wild enough to change who i am.

always taking the safer route is really getting boring.

skin diving in the middle in an open sea ain't adventurous enough anymore
(which was what.. a week ago) to make me feel that rush of blood to the head that makes you feel alive... or maybe i am just too cooped up in this pigeon hole of a flat i call home.

i need to get out!!

the letter i will never send you

2005-07-07T19:27:00.000+08:00

dear guy i see around campus...

i only wish that i could be brave enough to tell you this in person but, i might not be able to muster that much courage ever. and i do want to get my point across as clear as possible, so here it goes.

First, i'm sorry for making you feel weird each time i look at you and/or ignoring you after i did, i know it was so immature and i shouldn't have done it. i know you have girls around you that are much more sophisticated and probably you will just shrug this off as one of those times some girl approach you out of nowhere, trying to get your number or something. it probably would seem to be one of those times right now, but i just want to say that i'm doing this because i don't want to act like i did before whenever i bump into you at school, i want to be able to give a friendly nod or say hi for that matter.

so this might is a long shot but i was wondering if we could be friends? i'm really not banking on you saying "yes" but it would be great to have a new friend to say hi to. and i know that it will feel awkward and down right embarressing for me if we did see each other after you read this, so i was hoping if we could forget all those silly things that i did and start a fresh.

Finally, i just want to say again that i am so sorry for my childish schoolgirl attitude and if it is alright with you, could we start over again?

Love,
girl you see around campus...