Nov 30, 2009

Big question

Life in itself is full of mystery. We unveil some of these secrets and sometimes, we go on, living, not even getting close to unraveling them.

I've heard someone say that every 25 million years, people go back to the world, in the form of a new human being. Some even say that every living individual in the world today was someone who once strolled the earth. This matter is wrapped in the context of reincarnation.

While we are in the subject of, I have one question: have you ever had bizarre memories of events, places and just about anything that has got nothing to do with the life and time you are in?

Well, I have. And it's bugging me lately. These flashes aren't irksome, but my curiosity is. My mind has this strong desire to uncover what these memoirs are. I feel like I would gain a broader understanding of my persona if I get a grasp on who I was. I really want to know where and who I am then, but as sorting this matter is quite pricey, not to mention tricky, I'll have to wait. It doesn't matter, just as long as one day I get my answers.

I'm really hoping that I'll get to fathom myself more when the day comes that I discover what they call my "past life" is all about. Nothing will be taken away from me if I believe in this spiritual theme. And besides, there are many whose "past lives" are more manifested than mine. A friend told me that all this is scary. But it's cool. Really.

For a little insight on what I am getting from little increments of those flashes, welcome the pictures.

I'm really in a hurry, so I've got to go now. 'Til then! :)

Nov 25, 2009

Cutie cute cute :D

Found it at Mark's blog. Made me smile :)

This lively pet hamster will keep you company throughout the day. Watch him run on his wheel, drink water, and eat the food you feed him by clicking your mouse. Click the center of the wheel to make him get back on it.

When shrews fall in love

Even the most cynical, tough and heartless person can hurt badly when they fall in love.

I have broken up with guys. I've seen my friends break up with their better halves, and partners breaking up with them. Majority of break-up scenes turn out quite the usual: the kind where people lament over the relationship that was and could be, where Elizabeth Kubler-Ross' 5 stages of grieving can be applied --- (DABDA) denial, anger, bargaining, depression and finally, acceptance. This is the archetypal acknowledgement. Expected. However, only few breakups drive out straightaway recognition; one moves on and continues living, like no break-up ever happened. Quite rare actually, but something common to me and a handful of friends --- females, of course --- the "Summer Finn" types.

To those not in the know, "Summer Finns" are ladies who enjoy being free and independent. Women who love being single; attaching themselves to someone is not a problem and detaching is likewise. (For further reference, I suggest you do a little research on the following characters: Katharina the Shrew, Kat Stratford and Summer Finn)

So anyway, these "Summer" friends of mine, me included, we have never fallen in love. Never. But today, today was different. A treasured cold-blooded just took a bite from a slice of love's cake.

Lessons learned. Even if (for us Summers) enjoying is for the here and now and serious stuff are for later, no one really knows. We don't know when we will fall in love, we can't control its coming either. We will just know, and when we do, most of the time we are caught ill-equipped. No one is spared from the hurt and sacrifice that comes with love. Skeptics are not invincible, their hearts also bleed and break when pierced by a sword. Misanthropists, shrews, can be tamed. Someday, someone, or something, will do just that.

Another realization. Heartbreak is an odd kind of pain because you're not dying, you're not even sick. For all intents and purposes, you are perfectly fine. Yet inside where your heart used to be, you hurt so much that you can't breathe, you can't sleep, and you can't stop the tears from falling. You may eat too much, you may not eat at all. Non-smokers light up, non-drinkers find a bar. A broken heart is the world's greatest equalizer. Because it can bring the strongest man to his knees.


Nov 22, 2009

Huzzah Efren!

CONGRATS EFREN!!! You're the man! Go PINOY! :) Sooo proud!

(CNN) -- Efren Peñaflorida, who started a "pushcart classroom" in the Philippines to bring education to poor children as an alternative to gang membership, has been named the 2009 CNN Hero of the Year.

CNN's Anderson Cooper revealed Peñaflorida's selection at the conclusion of the third-annual "CNN Heroes: An All-Star Tribute" at the Kodak Theatre in Hollywood on Saturday night.

The gala event, taped before an audience of 3,000 at the Kodak Theatre, premieres on Thanksgiving, November 26, at 9 p.m. ET/PT on the global networks of CNN.

The broadcast, which honors the top 10 CNN Heroes of 2009, features performances by Grammy Award-winning artist Carrie Underwood, R&B crooner Maxwell and British pop sensation Leona Lewis.

Peñaflorida, who will receive $100,000 to continue his work with the Dynamic Teen Company, was selected after seven weeks of online voting at More than 2.75 million votes were cast.

"Our planet is filled with heroes, young and old, rich and poor, man, woman of different colors, shapes and sizes. We are one great tapestry," Peñaflorida said upon accepting the honor. "Each person has a hidden hero within, you just have to look inside you and search it in your heart, and be the hero to the next one in need.

"So to each and every person inside in this theater and for those who are watching at home, the hero in you is waiting to be unleashed. Serve, serve well, serve others above yourself and be happy to serve. As I always tell to my co-volunteers ... you are the change that you dream as I am the change that I dream and collectively we are the change that this world needs to be."

The top 10 CNN Heroes, chosen by a blue-ribbon panel from an initial pool of more than 9,000 viewer nominations, were each honored with a documentary tribute and introduced by a celebrity presenter. Each of the top 10 Heroes receives $25,000.

"With the recognition they receive on our stage," said Cooper, who hosted the tribute, "they'll be able to help thousands and thousands of people. Through their efforts, lives will be changed and lives will be saved."

Maxwell sang "Help Somebody" from his first album in eight years, 'BLACKsummers'night.'

Lewis, a three-time Grammy nominee, performed "Happy," from her second album, "Echo."

All three performances echoed the spirit of the CNN Heroes campaign, which salutes everyday people whose extraordinary accomplishments are making a difference in their communities and beyond.

Presenters included Nicole Kidman, Kate Hudson, Neil Patrick Harris, Pierce Brosnan, Dwayne Johnson, Eva Mendes, Randy Jackson, Greg Kinnear, George Lopez and Julia Louis-Dreyfus.

"This record number of nominations is further evidence of the momentum CNN Heroes has built in just a few short years," said Jim Walton, president of CNN Worldwide.

"Viewers have been engaged by these stories of inspiration and accomplishment beyond our expectations. It is truly an honor to be able to introduce the CNN Heroes to our global audience every year."

Again this year, producer/director Joel Gallen served as executive producer of "CNN Heroes: An All-Star Tribute." Among his credits, Gallen produced telethon events supporting victims of the September 11 terrorist attacks and Hurricane Katrina, winning an Emmy Award and a Peabody Award for "America: A Tribute to Heroes."

The Kodak Theatre is best known as the first permanent home of the Academy Awards.

Click here for source and full story :)

Nov 21, 2009

Happy Thanksgiving!

Huzzah! It's that time of the year again ... yes Christmas, but what I meant was Thanksgiving. Big yummy stuffed turkey and or roasted chicken, sumptuous delectable pastries, and not to forget, the pumpkin pie! Indeed, it's Thanksgiving once more.

With Thanksgiving dinners, everyone is encouraged to share those precious events they are most thankful for for the year. But we shouldn't wait for this time of the year to come around for us to say and express our thank you-s. Everyday we should be grateful for all the blessings we receive --- big or small.

There are a of lot things we are to be thankful for, and here's three that's worth every ounce of merriment: life, family and friends.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone! :)

Here's a link to what I wrote for Thanksgiving last year.

Are you?

Got this from Mark Gosingtian :)

Nov 20, 2009

New Moon

Today's the premiere for the movie New Moon. Good thing I got ticket reservations or my siblings and I would've suffered from the horrendous, crazy and very looong line at the ticketing counter. The theater was full. And I mean FULL.

The movie turned out to be awesome. Better than Twilight --- the first installment of the saga. And even better than the book, I must say. But that's just me.

I love the colors used, the cinematography all in all. The Volturi scenes and the wolf pack scenes were my favorites. The stunts and fight scenes were, hands down, very cool.

The essence of every key event in the book was captured. Nothing that big was lacking for the people who have read the book to be able to notice. Of course everyone went "Awwww MORE!!!" at the end of the movie with that one line that had the power to hold the audience's breath, enough to make all those who left the theater say "Gosh it'll be another year 'til Eclipse". Enough to have everyone anticipate and already pine for November 2010. And what that one line is, you'll have to go find out for yourselves. Plus, it has all the elements guys would definitely love in a movie. Which goes to say that this is not a girly girl movie.

The Twilight Saga: New Moon was dazzling! I hope the good people at Summit and the crew and staff behind the production of make the upcoming movies uphill. It was really cool and fun guys, you should go watch the movie.

Oh, and by the way, the wolf pack --- Embry, Paul, Quil, Sam ... okay Jake included --- they are just H-O-T! All of them! Good job casting directors! Woot woot! :)

Nov 17, 2009

Chocolates in my sock

It was a tradition that vanished along with my Lola's passing.

Yes, apart from being a Daddy's girl, I too am a Lola's girl. Even as a little child of 5, I was always eager to take part in and experience the wonders of Christmas. My eyes would light up as I take in all the decorations I see in the places I go. I would help out in Noche Buena preparations, and just enjoy the atmosphere of the Yuletide season. And ever since, I already knew that Christmas would be my favorite time of the year.

The tradition is this. Just days before Christmas, my Lola (mother of my father) would tell me to hang a sock underneath the staircase, near the tree. She'd tell me about Santa Claus and what he has in store for good little girls like me. I would obey dutifully without any questions and hesitations, hang a sock and wonder what time Santa would come around to visit.

The next morning when I had already awaken, she would tell me to go check my sock to see if Santa has rewarded me for being a good girl. I would hurry to where my little sock was, full of excitement and anticipation. I would jump up and down in glee knowing that Santa considered me a good kid because of the chocolates he left inside my sock.

Lola would then take me to the dining area and tell me to always be a good and loving kid. My entire day would be spent looking at my chocolates and eating them slowly, one after another, as I would sing songs to Lola while she does her magic in the kitchen. As the night would again approach, I would find myself anticipating for Santa's visit as I slumber.

I miss Lola.

Nov 13, 2009

Royce' -- Choco love!

Earlier today, Mom (my aunt, I call her Mommy/Mom; I call my mother Mum or Ma) sent me a message asking what brand of chocolates I want for pasalubong. I was still half-asleep when my mobile beeped but when I read her message, I immediately got up. No kidding. So I replied, "Mommy :) Of course ROYCE' ... and you can also buy Patchi chocolates for me :) Thank you, thank you! Mwaaah! ;p" I love, love, love chocolates!!! Super!!!

I can't wait for my pack of Royce' and Patchi (if she does not decide to put me on a diet, hehe!). All this choco love is hyping me up. Sooo excited for the day those Royce' chocolates will land in my hands!

Nov 12, 2009

That's the spirit!

I found this written in a tiny piece of paper, sandwiched between papers of importance, all together stashed in my big day-to-day bag.

Our humanity is exhibited in the different emotions --- affect and mood that open us to the worlds of vulnerability and invincibility, unconsciously or otherwise. Hence we say, "I'm just human."

However, even if we are indeed imperfect mortals, that does not mean we have to allow ourselves to resign in our flaws. This should not stop us from reaching the stars. They say, "Great people are ordinary people with an extraordinary amount of determination" --- amen to that! As a matter of fact, the word "extraordinary" comes from two words: ordinary and extra ... but it is the "extra" that makes all the difference.


For quite a long time now, I haven’t written anything smart nor worth reading. It’s not a writer’s block; it’s one of those uncanny events that occur like clockwork, many times in a year, debilitating my pursuit to better my writing. One day you’re writing escalates to that pretty-damn-good-creditable-to-be-proud-of level. The next, you’re back to being that mousy person who tries to write but can’t come up with anything close to adequate. Is it just me, or does this come to pass other people as well?

I pick up my pen and start to scribble in my journal --- nothing. I rest my fingers in the laptop’s keys; stare at the monitor, and still nothing. It’s just so hard to start something you have no idea where and what to begin with. This eerie motley emotion of feeling insipid, riled, fraught, poignant and dejected all at the same time has given me the margin to long for the days when I considered my writing good.

The month is about to end and I still got nothing in my hands good enough for posting, let alone, an application entry for the Stegner Fellowship Program at Stanford University. I envy my Uncle Bong for his staunch ability and dedication to the craft of writing, not that we both went to college to study the art of. You should read his blog and or his column, by the way; his material’s really good.

Speaking of getting into a formal writing school; sometimes I find myself at the brink of asking my parents to support this little yet grand, and seemingly lackadaisical, quest of mine. It’s funny how unrealistic dreaming attacks you time and again, unguarded. I have to constantly make a conscious effort to nail my bubble firmly on the ground.

Well, here’s to grabbing another shot at trying to become the better, if not the best, writer I could be. I may still be a novice at this, but I'm going to try. My inadequacy ain't stopping me (that's the spirit!). Great writers started out as, what, students. Zero to Hero, here I come.

Nov 11, 2009

Notte Sento

Maria and I were sharing indie and foreign films and music.

This one's splendid. A short film of a girl who missed her train to Milan and what transpired in her one night stay in Roma ... bravaccio! Grazie, Maria!

Hope you enjoyed! :)

Nov 4, 2009

On Wars

Wise soldiers never wage wars sans battle plans and clear-cut military tactics.

One thing I learned from King Leonidas:
When you start something, make sure that other people don't finish it for you.

Nov 3, 2009


The UP! kid, Russell, personified.
AWWW ... just sooooooooo CUTE!!!! :)

Nov 2, 2009

When People Throw Stones

This must be your retaliation — love and truth for hatred and lies.

— Rudolph Stier

My siblings and I went home for a very short vacation. During our stay, we retreated to the Hermitage for unwinding, meditation and prayer. The family gathered one afternoon with Lola to talk and just enjoy each others company. My sister told Lola about the people who have been hounding her. This was her first time to tell Lola about this apprehension of hers, the rest of the family knew already.

When this pestering started, my sister's friends, the family and other people have told her, "No one would dare throw stones at a tree if they don't see fruits."

A few days ago, the same people gave my sister threats through text messages. Of course, I and the rest of the family's immediate reaction was anger. We were beyond belief in their going further overboard to cause my sister emotional and psychological unrest, considering that my sister does not even talk to them in class.

So we were there as my sister told Lola everything and how she feels with her current predicament. Lola listened quietly and hushed my sister who reduced into tears as she recanted and asked why this has been done unto her. She couldn't understand, actually, no one could; she had done nothing to anyone.

After hearing my sister, Lola got up and reached for the Bible. She then told us the story of King David and Shimei in 2 Samuel 16.

When King David came to Bahurim, a man called Shimei came out, cursing continuously as he come. And he threw stones at David and all the servants of the king. And all the people and all the mighty men were on his right hand and on his left.

Shimei cursed: ” Come out! Come out! You bloodthirsty man, you rogue! The Lord has brought upon you all the blood of the house of Saul, in whose place you have reigned; and the Lord has delivered the kingdom into the hands of Absalom your son. So now you are caught in your own evil, because you are a bloodthirsty man!”

Then Abishai the son of Zeruiah said to the king, “Why should this dead dog curse my lord the king? Please let me go over and and take off his head!”

And the king said, “What have I to do with you, you sons of Zeruiah? Let him curse, because the Lord has said to him, ‘Curse David.’ Who then shall say, ‘Why have you done so?”’

And David said to Abishai and all his servants, “See how my son who came from my own body seeks my life. How much more now may this Benjamite? Let him alone, and let him curse; For so the Lord has ordered him. It may be that the Lord will look upon my affliction, and that the Lord will repay me with good for his cursing this day.”

And as David and his men went along the road, Shimei went along the hillside opposite him and cursed as he went, threw stones at him and kicked up dust.

After the beautiful short story, Lola told us what the scripture was all about. She also told my sister that these perpetrators cannot attack her through her academics and extra school activities as she is one of the top students in her level and a Student Body leader --- these are obviously not her weak points; so to pull my sister down, they have to hit her heart. "This is God's way of purifying you, my dear", Lola said.

The best of life is swallowed up by the worst, and sometimes the worst comes in the form of mean-spirited strikes on our character. Yet, even heartless censure can be redemptive. God uses the worst that men can say about us to shape our character and strengthen us.

With what is happening to my sister, I also have a lot to thank her persecutors for.

a) I am thankful because had it not been for what they did, I would not be reminded of the value of patience and humility in times of troubles.

b) Their attacks have made me appreciate my sister and my family more. We are close, but our bond was further augmented because of this.

c) I have relearned the value of looking up to God in quietness and trust, and in completely resting myself in Him.

d) I am also reminded that justice is in God's hands, not in mine.

To end this, I would like to quote the chorus of the song "Still" by Hillsong United.
When the oceans rise and thunders roar
I will soar with you above the storm
Father you are King over the flood
I will be still
Know you are God
To all those who are in the same circumstance as my sister, always remember that pencils are sharpened to write beautifully. God is always there looking over us, He is just behind our back, we should trust in His loving goodness and mercy.

"Everything will be alright dear", Lola said when she called me a while ago.

Everything will be alright. Let us appreciate, not hate. Take care everyone! :)