haha.. i just wonder why im online..

when i have an 2 exams tomorrow.. and 2 homeworks to finish..

gulay..

yey..

hay (*hinga*)...sa wakas ay natapos na naman ang isang masalimuot na linggo.. at sabado na!! (technically, oo, dahil 12:28 am registered sa pc clock..) haha! pero hindi pa panahon para magsaya, dahil may exam ako sa monday.. magkasunod na subject! argh.. argh.. basta, buti na lang, astig ang si God ko.. ika nga ng mga batang paslit, with Christ in my vessel i can smile at the storm.. la lang,. masaya kantahin.. too bad, di na ko uhugin gaya nila.. hehe..

gusto ko lang magblog ngayon.. ala lang.. para masaya.. at masulit ang matagal na pagkonek sa internet.. kamote.. na-jebs muna ako bago ako nakapag internet..

musta ako? sa ayaw mo o sa gusto, ikukwento ko.. hehe.. eto, boring pa rin ang buhay, dahil.... ....ayun. haha, korni.. niweys, kelangan ko mag-aral ngayong sabado at linggo, (at oo, hindi ako makakasama kay genoy sa meyrics!! argh!!) para maisakatuparan ang aking "vow" na at least, magkaroon ulit ng isang kaaya-ayang GWA sa sem.. so help me God.. ngunit bago ang exam sa aking suppoesedly 'fave' subj, may prakticals kami sa HK-93 (first aid) kay resusci anne, isang manikin para pagpraktisan ng CPR at AR.. haha... at pano ako magpapraktis para dun sa practicals????

ewan... basta... may resusci-anne ka ba? peram naman o...

at "magaling"(oo, sarcastic..) ang aming guro sa subject na yun, dahil parang hindi siya teacher.. nung previous practical exam sa AR, saka lang siya nagturo ng pointers pagkatapos ng exam.. pagkatapos naming magkalat at lahat, saka lang siya nagturo..!! KAMOTE, how on earth are we supposed to know what to do?! argh... oo, siya yung titser na tipong gusto mo na lang buhatin at ihagis palabas ng bintana.. swerte siya, masama pumatay ng tao... (haha! sorri!!!! =) )

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niweys, iwanan ang kawalang kabuluhan..
gusto ko lang ibahagi ang larawang ito na nakuha ko sa yahoo, sa mga forwarded messages.. gusto ko siyang ibahagi dahil ako sa sarili ko, maniwala ka man o hindi, ay 'may puso' sa mga tulad nila,kahit dito lang sa Pilipinas.. matagal ko nang inaasam na tulungan sila, at maipaalam sa kanila na mayroong pag-asa.. ngunit pano?? hindi ko naman kaya ng ako lang.. kanina nga sa iskul, isang pack ng graham crackers lang ang naibigay ko sa dalawang batang mag-babasura.. nakaka-frustrate.. lalo na kung alam mong sobrang maliit na bagay lang iyon, at hindi tatagal ang tinapay ng isang linggo, isang buwan, isang taon.. basta..

sana malaman ko ang reaksyon mo kapag nakita mo ang larawan,.. maaapektuhan ka kaya?
(senxa na, di ko na naedit yung pic..)
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"The PHOTO in the mail is the "Pulitzer prize" winning photo taken in 1994 during the Sudan famine. The picture depicts a famine stricken child crawling towards a United Nations food camp, located a kilometer away.

> The vulture is waiting for the child to die so that it can eat it. This picture shocked the whole world. No one knows what happened to the child, including the photographer Kevin Carter who left the place as soon as the photograph was taken.

> Three months later he committed suicide due to depression."

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sabi sa mail, "you don't have to worry,... be content of what you have... " ang message ng mga larawan (apat na depressing pictures sila actually..)

pero kulang ang mensaheng iyon...

di ba dapat iniisip din natin kung pano sila maiahon??? halimbawa na lang ba sila ng kahirapan? ng depresyon? ng kahinaan? ng ....

pano kung ikaw yung photographer???

( sana, kung totoo nga yung last part, wag mo naman gawin yun..! )

i just love the morning breeze touching my cheeks..
and the fresh smell of coffee...
and scrambled eggs..

everything's Almost perfect..


and yet,.. i still have to go to school.

hah... m not really yet inspired to blog a 'real thing'.. basta, maybe my head went blank again - cant even study for 30min straight!! argh.. dunno whats wrong..

dang..

hey..

whoever you are..

wherever you are in this cruel world..

drop me a message at my *NEW* tagboard..!!

haha.. la lang..


-bij

Lord, prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and holy, tried and ture
With thanksgiving, I'll be a living
Sanctuary for You

It is you, Lord
Who came to save
The heart and soul
Of every man
It is you Lord
who knows my weakness
Who gives me strength,
With thine own hand.

Lord prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and Holy, tried and true
With thanksgiving I'll be a living
Sanctuary for you
Lead Me on Lord
From temptation
Purify me
From within
Fill my heart with
You holy spirit
Take away all my sin

Lord prepare me to ba sanctuary
Pure and holy, tried and ture
With thanksgiving, I'll be a living
Sanctuary for You


>>> la lang.. love this song.. version by luna halo..

argh.. im sick..... =(

muscle fatigue

argh... its been a long while since i last jogged.. but the 2.2 km academic oval didnt seem that long..

sarap..


pero kelangan ko pa rin ng masahista.....

anyone???

hehe.. wla lang, i just felt "free" after yesterdays xam.. after a week of sleepless nights, after a week of head racking experience.. but i dont really have anything to blog.. dnt have anything interesting..

well, maybe something about drumming na lang..

something about drumming in this cursed "drumbeats" site at last...

>>

after only a few weeks (4 or 5? m not sure) of drum lessons with my drum master, he told me that all i have to do is to keep practicin' and keep drummin'... and he dnt have much left to teach me for the following sessions.. actually, last thursday, he just taught me a 6tet after the 5tuplet review, then made the talk.. dang!! dunno what to do...

i wish i had a drumset here with me at home..

i just wish i am drumming now.. i dont have to be bored.. i dont have to be online too much, and, what.. 'entertain' myself..? then i dont have to blog anymore... i dont have to update this site..

dang.. that was kind of frustrating.. i thought learning never ends.. i thought i could not learn a lot in a few meetings.. argh.. dunno what, really..

practice...

practice...

practice what??

RR LL R?
R L RR L R LL?
L R LL R?
R LL RR???

argh..

how??

argh..

ewan..

i need a drumset....?

Loose Bowel Movement II

nagmamadali kang pumasok.. mala-late ka na..
pagkatapos na pagkatapos ng mabilis mong paglunok ng agahan, mabilis na ang paglakad mo papuntang sakayan.
siksikan sa bus, nakatayo ka, hindi pa bumababa ang nakain mo..
pagdating mo sa klase, dumating ang hindi inaasahan..

sumakit ang tiyan mo..

pero hindi ka makatayo at makaalis dahil importante ang klaseng yun..
suplada rin ang titser, at alam mong bawal ang makaistorbo..
matagal mong pinigil ang sakit, tiniis ang bawat kirot -
ngunit 30 minuto pa lang ang nakalipas sa klase, isang oras pa..

hirap na hirap ka na, pero hindi mo pinapahalata..
nakakahiyang mahulaan ng katabi mo ang pinagdaraanan mo..
crush mo pa naman siya, mahirap na..
tinago mo ang pamimilipit sa sakit.

isa pang 30 minuto ang lumipas.

hindi mo na talaga kaya.
guguho nga ang iyong mundo, ngunit kailangan mo nang gawin ang dapat..
tumayo ka sa iyong silya, lumabas ng kwarto..
diretso sa CR..

masarap ang pakiramdam - isang malaking kaginhawaan..
parang exam sa chem16..

good morning!

its a pleasant monday morning..
still a plenty of things to do this week..

a whisper of prayer may be enough..
for me to gather strength from my Father..

and from His glorious riches above..
His love, He freely gives, i now receive..

andaming nangyari this week....



pero wala pa rin... =(

>> i signed up last week for the UP Powerlifting Team.. and i attended the app's orientation today...

i drank a good cup of coffee before i headed to school - but i think that was not really the reason why my heart beats faster and faster as i came closer to the UP Gym this afternoon. Signing was pretty easy last week as only a few students signed up to join but i didnt bother to find out who my co-applicants are or where they come from.. and i thought this second part of the application will not be as easier, especially when i didn't have a bit of a clue of what to expect, and what the org will expect of me. This will only be my second org in UP, (with Esbi) if i will be admitted - i decided to join so that i'll atleast have a course-related org during my mind-wrecking stay in UP.

The clocked ticked 4:30 and after a few hesitations while roaming around the gym, i finally proceeded to the weights room. I sat beside a girl - not knowing until later that she was one of my co-applicants.. there were only two of us, when some Powerlifting team members started to arrive one by one.. and still, i didnt know what will become of me. we waited a little longer for the 'others'(if there will be some..) to arrive.. while waiting, thoughts of my 19 unit sem, my chem exam next week, my HK141.2 thesis, my Psych 108 report the following week, my ISCF commitment, my band rehearsals, my busyness, my insanity - haunted my weary mind. Not a long while afterwards, two girls appeared and sat with us - then there were four of us.. i recognized one of them: she was one of my classmates in Biomechanics I, but i didnt really know her, so i didn't react much. Then as a miss approached us four, two or three more applicants appeared. The 'miss', by the way, was the present Powerlifting Team president.. and that was it! i mean, i didnt expect that the 'orientation' would be that simple.. she just told us about what the org expects of us, training schedules, blah blah.. nothing much at all.. and i was glad about it, except for the P20 penalty for training absences for applicants.. whew..

then another miss appeared in the scene - apparently, the vice president of the team while the 'applicant-friendly, welcoming' words came out of the presidents lips, i suddenly 'came to my senses'.. i was surrounded by long hairs - girls.. well, im not a sexist or anything, but i felt dominated.. it was the Powerlifting team anyways.. men are more built for the sport (physically, hormonally, etc..).. gulay.. i didnt realize it until the talk was about to end. gulay.. i was the only applicant guy pala.. wla lang..

here i am again..
longing for you.
cause you are all that i need
and its your mercy that i breathe..

your love overwhelms me always,
even when i go astray
you welcome me with wide open arms.

oh forgive me when i dont look up to you
and do things my own way..
but my every weakness makes me realize how i really need you.
and you hold me back again and again..

all that i am, for all that you are..?
make me worthy of your love, Lord..

Lord, i want to know you more.
i want to be deeper in love with you.
to stay in your merciful arms,
and follow your loving whispers.

i cannot really give you back anything..
for everything that i have are from you.

make me, and mold me..
use me -- i want to lift up your name always..

in my life, oh Lord, be glorified i pray..
you alone are worthy of our praise.

Drummers Prayer

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I pray thee, oh God of the misty sky
Just simple things in the average eye.
That you give me the power, as long as I can,
To keep drumming through life with foot and with hand.

I pray thee, oh God, just a humble space
At the back of the stage behind guitar and bass.
I care not as long as I'm playing a beat
And the music's in time with my hands and my feet.

I pray thee, oh God, that my throne be not jewel
But a simple black, leather, padded stool.
For upon that I sit more proud than a king
My sticks suit me better then some crown and a ring.

And I pray thee, oh God, that I always stay wild
That I never grow weak, that I never grow mild.
That playing shall never a burden become
That my life is an oath of the cymbal and drum.

Let my sticks be my sword and my drums be my shield
Let the bright stage before me be the battlefield.
And, oh Lord, let me triumph as long as I stand
And let music strengthen my foot and my hand.
Whether it be on stage, or just in a shed

Oh God, let me drum on until I am dead....

- Asia "Doom Drums" Charity