tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-79370682012-01-09T17:30:23.613+08:00In order to look good (and be good) one must suffer.tranquillitynoreply@blogger.comBlogger1031100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1175391196039568362007-04-01T06:32:00.000+08:002007-04-01T10:33:16.046+08:00

De La Salle Canlubang Integrated School had their first graduation ceremonies last March 30, 2007, and I am just glad that I am part of that historical moment. After weeks of hardwork, practices with the students, polishing the movement on stage, stapling hundreds of programs and mass guides, it is finally over. I somewhat predicted that I would cry on my students' graduation ceremonies. But I

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Don't get me wrong. I definitely hate it when men consider women as "mere" women. We are not mere women. We are women. They are men. Women and men (or men and women) are both persons of equal dignity but of different functions. Their dignities are on the same level. This doesn't mean that I hate it that women are considered "mere" housewives. Women are not "mere" housewives. They (because I

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I was watching a year-end special on ABS-CBN featuring great Filipinos in 2006. What made me shed tears were their features on Filipina philanthropists. What is amazing is that these Filipinas were not surnamed Zobels or Ayala or Lhuilliers, but they are the ordinary Dela Cruzes. When you look at them, you know they don't live in Forbes park, or in any posh condominium in Makati. One was even a

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Following our report on ADB, I missed a call from an ABS-CBN guy. I returned his call and he was asking if I were available sana for an on-cam interview about the ADB report! Imagine?! Too bad I'm based in Laguna now that the ABS people couldn't make it due to time constraints. If I were in Manila right now, I could have had that on-cam interview!!! Major exposure! Hehehe. Even if it pushes

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1162130643664082342006-10-29T17:56:00.000+08:002006-10-29T22:04:03.673+08:00

Here's a summary of my Philosophy class on why persons work:Work is part of the humanization -- that which makes a person more human, and different from animals -- process of man. By definition, "work is the activity which man exercises in a free and burdensome way, with the purpose of acquiring the means to satisfy his own needs and wants."Let's face it. We have to work if we want to achieve

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I just saw an episode of Grey's Anatomy season 3 (don't ask me how I got to see it already) when our dear Dr. Preston Burke deals with his nerve problems in his right hand. He has lost control over his right surgical hand. The girlfriend forces him to practice and do home therapy to improve his "nerves" because she says, "You're Preston Burke. You need to practice." Christina implies that Dr.

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1160892913125136362006-10-15T10:10:00.000+08:002006-10-15T14:15:13.133+08:00

Last night, like any other time when I drop Veevs at her place, we have an hour or so "car talk" before she really goes down from my car. Yes, with the A/C and engine running. Good thing we still haven't been poisoned. :PShe was telling me how the people in her workplace were. She told me that most of her openly gay colleagues have recently gotten converted to "Victory", a Protestant sect popular

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1160626990105110452006-10-12T08:17:00.000+08:002006-10-12T12:23:10.113+08:00

Yesterday afaternoon, while my students were busy fixing their ReadingCorner for the competition, a student of mine called my attentionsaying that "how can Jesus feed 5,000 people with just 5 loaves and 2fish?". Of course, my adrenalin rushed out to explain to myself-proclaimed atheist student that it is because it was a miracle.God does exist. He counterargued saying that science cannot

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1158673710814666202006-09-19T17:42:00.000+08:002006-09-19T21:48:30.890+08:00

Here are some movies that I've been trying to acquire for the past years or whenever I remember to find them. :)1. Psycho2. Crime and Punishment3. The Birds4. Rear Window5. Oro, Plata, Mata6. Life is Beautiful7. Colors of Paradise8. Children of Heaven

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1158414801636424512006-09-16T17:47:00.000+08:002006-09-16T21:53:21.693+08:00

I have a long-standing hate relationship with some motorcycle drivers especially here in the province. They drive as if they have a force-field that will prevent them from being hurt. They drive as if there were no cars around them. Some don't even have sideview mirrors to monitor movement behind them. They just look in front of them and don't mind what's behind them. They go through every space

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I have always upheld the thought that teaching is really a thankless job. Literally because students don't really have the habit of thanking their teachers every after lesson. I don't remember verbally thanking my teacher for teaching me. Students normally realize that they ought to have thanked their teachers later on in their life when they become successful in the respective careers or most

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1156834207012098272006-08-29T10:44:00.000+08:002006-08-29T14:50:07.076+08:00

I heard a priest say once, "Charity [or love] is a one-way street." I immediately reacted in my head objecting to what he said. I objected because what I learned from Philosophical Anthropology class was that love has to be two-way because we cannot authentically love something that is incapable of loving. For example, we cannot say that we love our dogs because they do not love. They are just

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1156770933759877322006-08-28T21:15:00.000+08:002006-08-28T21:15:33.966+08:00

Omigosh. It's been quite a long time since I had a crush on someone a bit more realistic. Because so far, two of my crushes are already married, and first one is even high profile. It's only today, I think, that I finally had a more realistic crush. I didn't expect to meet him today, but I did. Sir Leo had to introduce me to him because he was a potential publisher for the yearbook. Anyway,

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1155606563882775452006-08-15T09:49:00.000+08:002006-08-17T12:01:04.390+08:00

I never wanted to become a teacher until that day I had the chance to help a poor community in Cadiz, Negros Occidental when I was going on third year in college. I gave up my selfish ways and learned to give more of myself to be able to share what I know. Then I decided to enter the service industry and become a teacher.My first four years of teaching was almost utopic. I did not encounter so

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1155597750576174592006-08-15T07:22:00.000+08:002006-08-15T07:22:30.583+08:00

Well, as expected, those who did not attend the forum still kept on complaining. Can't they just face the people involved? Don't they get stressed complaining and not do anything about it? I think it's just really crazy and unproductive. These are the people who lack integrity, and people in position ought to be people of integrity. They sadden me while they snicker in their corners for the tears

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1155473508518145492006-08-13T20:38:00.000+08:002006-08-13T20:51:48.530+08:00

After my grueling and almost traumatic experience with Smart's customer service, I am quite relieved after how my brother and I were treated at SM City Sta. Rosa. We needed to have his Telesulit replaced with a Budget Card becaust he thought that Telesulit is the prepaid card you can use to call abroad. Honest mistake on his part. He didn't know that there is exists a special land-based phone

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1155043057890734902006-08-08T21:17:00.000+08:002006-08-08T21:17:37.953+08:00

Pardon if I have not been replying to your texts or returning your phone calls because my SIM is still blocked ever since last Friday.I thought I lost my phone so I asked Smart to bar all outgoing phone calls from my SIM. Boy! Was I impressed with the quickness they granted my request! The next day (Friday), I was able to retrieve my phone because a kind-hearted soul surrendered my lost phone to

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1154862197353041542006-08-06T19:03:00.000+08:002006-08-15T09:54:28.943+08:00

Teachers can be angsty too.I just came from a small get-together with my MA friends yesterday somewhere in Ortigas. We were there planning for a friend's wedding, choosing flowers, conceptualizing, and squeezing our not-so-creative brains for a great theme. Of course, my "new" outspoken me could not help my mouth from blaring out some "candid" comments as were planning. A friend commented

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1146203813074907952006-04-28T13:56:00.001+08:002006-04-28T13:56:53.080+08:00

Great. My cousin gave us several coupons for a free pass to Universal Studios. There was only one problem: It was not transferrable. But as cheapskate Filipinos - or to be politically correct, as Filipinos trying to be smart - we nevertheless tried our luck. We had crazy ideas like to ask my cousin-in-law Aldo to represent himself as "Ed Halili". Anyway, we got to the booth, and thank God, the

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1146203793396922232006-04-28T13:56:00.000+08:002006-04-28T13:56:33.480+08:00

Imagine, I only double-checked my scheduled departure for Los Angeles the night before I was going to leave, and I already told the driver that we're leaving at 4am. Anyway, I tried to be calm at my own mistake, and patiently waited. The driver came and we sped off to the airport. Mom was with me to see me off the airport. Boy, what a long line to the check-in counter to think that I was only 2 1

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1144897772181194702006-04-13T10:45:00.000+08:002006-04-13T11:09:32.260+08:00

Just watched an episode of Youth Speak on Studio 23, and their topic was about how to spend the Holy Week. Here are some thoughts I remember from the episode: "I'd like to spend my Holy Week on vacation because the rest of the year I have already been suffering and I deserve a break." "Shouldn't we be doing daily sacrifices and prayer, and not just do it during Holy Week?" You find anything wrong

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The Upper Grades faculty was in chaos. It was 15 minutes before we needed to board the bus for our faculty outing in Batangas when we were required to sign our coordinators' evaluation of us. As I read consecutive ratings of 2.0 in my evaluation form, I was dumbfounded. I immediately thought I don't deserve such a rating, but being my submissive self, I signed without questioning them, accepting

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1144215869917102432006-04-05T13:44:00.000+08:002006-04-05T21:17:15.750+08:00

I didn't know we had such a television show. Last night, it featured local television personalities and they were made to look despicable. One actor was made up to look like having blisters all over his face and legs. He tried to enter a parlor and asked if he could be given foot spa. They declined him. He asked one of the customers if he could borrow her phone to text someone, and later on

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...we don't see the seed that died and fell on the ground." That was the refrain in priest's homily today. He talked about how superficial we look at events. In the Philippines, March is the month of graduation for most schools. He talked about the graduation he attended. He mused over some his impressions that most of the time, we see the flowers being handed to the newly graduates, the medals,

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I've always wondered why the EM course in UA&P is only for men. EM faculty would tell me that it's because men have less entrepreneurial "common" sense than women. Women, they say, are more entrepreneurial. Just take for example female public school teachers who are rumored to be selling tocino, longganisa, and insurance on the side. The wives of OFWs invest their husband's money to put up a

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I don't know if it's really providence or impatience that my sister with her husband has finally moved back into their house after a two and a half month squat in my parents' house. First, about providence. I've been complaining about how my brother-in-law has been disrespectful to me (to think that I'm older than him by a good 2 years, and to think that men mature more slowly than women), and

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Just last Friday, I gave in to my pride. My colleagues were teasing another colleague about being promoted. My horns started to creep out that instant, thinking that she does not deserve to be promoted because she is like this and like that. Of course, behind all those criticisms is my conceit to think that I ought to be the one to be promoted since I am an obedient employee. Call me

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It's Lenten Season once again and it's the same story. I remember reacting to last year's observance and I feel like I'm having a deja vú. I went to our newly opened SM City Sta. Rosa yesterday, Ash Wednesday. For us Catholics, Ash Wednesday marks the beginning of the Lenten Season characterized to encourage Catholics to sacrifice in preparation of the coming of the "groom". On Ash Wednesday and

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1140957189828202902006-02-26T20:33:00.000+08:002006-02-26T20:33:11.953+08:00

State of Emergency. The President just had to do it. Watching local news has become a trigger for my hypertension since I have reached my personal renaissance. The last time I perfectly recall religiously watching local news was when I was in highschool, and never again had I the time to switch to local channels. It is quite frustrating how the MASS MEDIA (loosely translated as "media para sa

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1140788582139149722006-02-24T21:43:00.000+08:002006-02-24T21:44:58.913+08:00

I am not crazy for telenovelas and moreso of Koreanovelas until I accidentally bumped into Jang Geum, the lead character in Jewel in the Palace. I originally bought it as a gift for my mother's birthday since she's crazy over these things. She already started watching it, when at the same time, at work, my colleagues talk about the "cooking competition" in the said show. When I went home that day

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1140786507638939432006-02-24T20:56:00.000+08:002006-02-24T21:08:27.666+08:00

Aside from entertainment, watching CSI makes its viewers reflect - at least in my case. My most recent reflection is on their 2nd episode of Season 6. I was wondering why the director chose to juxtapose two crimes scenes on one screen. At first I thought they used it to give the viewers some hint that these two cases were related - that is, one case is connected with the other. It was only at the

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Humbling. Very humbling. The priest made me cry inside and almost shed a tear. I was glad that he humbled me because humbling myself is not enough. I told him everything wrong I did with regard to my uncharitable dealings with my colleagues, and he scolded me. As I tried to defend myself, he would put me down. He shook me with realities that I have to face. He made me see the hypocrite inside me

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I just came out from a personal crisis of sorts when all the bad things just flashed before me that I suddenly felt my conscience bug me to apologize for all the wrong I've done. What follows is my public apology email I sent to all my colleagues:---------------------------------Perhaps some - if not all - will find what I am about to do foolish, stupid, insane, unnecessary, or inevitable. No

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1130676709206824422005-10-30T20:40:00.000+08:002005-10-30T20:51:51.056+08:00

Talk about the pains of looking good! Vanity is luxury. It hurts your precious time, patience, and pocket.Being dealt with like a soccer ball ("Let's shampoo your hair, keep your head steady, let's wash your hair, let's go back to the chair, let's wash your hair, let's go back to the chair, let's blow dry your hair") is no luxury.It was pretty annoying not to know what it takes to semi-rebond

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1130037131933075512005-10-23T11:11:00.000+08:002005-10-23T11:12:11.940+08:00

After that Megamall incident, I have yet another Driving Horror Story to tell you.I was driving home from Alabang after dropping off my voice teacher home and after taking-out some Yellow Cab pizza for family dinner. If you have tried driving along Zapote Road going toward SM Soputhmall, I would not need to recount to you the horrific traffic there. Just take it as it is: HORRIFIC. Good thing my

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Yes, driving. As in driving cars. I am a confessed cursing driver. I get easily impatient with uneducated drivers: jeepney drivers who drive as if they own the road, jeepney drivers who do not know how to use the side view mirrors to look if there are oncoming cars, bus drivers who don't care if there are oncoming cars (I think they become tunnel-visioned when they see potential passengers), and

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I saw an advertisement along South Superhighway announcing the 27th anniversary of the Jesus is Lord Christian community. Funny how big the writing is and the whole ad itself. I wonder why they only put 27 years when if Jesus Christ founded the one true Church, then shouldn't they put "2005th anniversary"? It's sad people don't realize that these are institutions founded by pure mortals 27 years

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Just met a friend this afternoon. First thing that came into my mind is this: How much he has changed! I actually commented the difference to him. Sometimes, we just think too squarely on how people are. We tend to put them in a box and expect them not to get out of their little comfort zones and remain how they are from the first day we meet them.We really can't size them up in one sitting. Man

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Single women reaching their 30th birthday experience an immense crisis of becoming an old maid.Though not yet 30 and still consider myself far from it, I think I am already in it! However, I see the crisis in itself as actually a crisis of vocation. What does God really want from me? What is He calling me for? Is He really calling me for a marriage vocation or to a single blessedness? At the

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1120919546433163712005-07-09T22:17:00.000+08:002005-07-09T22:46:49.516+08:00

Just had lunch today with two of my college friends at ebun, this Kapampangan restaurant at Greenbelt 3-and boy!-what scrumptuous bangus they have!!! I have a new place to crave for now. :)Anyway, in passing, I mentioned to them my "discovery" of Korean romantic comedies particularly My Sassy Girl. My older friend's immediate reaction: how cheap! Whoa! Both of my friends were surprised I can

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1120644766647842202005-07-06T17:56:00.000+08:002005-07-06T18:12:46.660+08:00

I wasn't such a freak for Romantic Comedies, but this one got my attention. Actually, it didn't initially attract me despite the many raves I heard about it from my friends. I wasn't enthused to get a dibidi copy of the movie until the other day when I did some "impulsive" buying. (I originally intended to look for a single dibidi of Dead Poets Society, and I end up getting 4 movies that are

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1120398446998738682005-07-03T21:43:00.000+08:002005-07-03T21:47:27.006+08:00

Just read through my other blog or poetry and - boy! - was I amazed! When I am really caught up in a melancholic state, I can't believe such creativity can ooze from my mind. It's amazing how melancholics tend to be more poetic than sanguine types or even a choleric ones. :) Feel free to browse through my other blog. I would love to hear from you and humble me a bit with your criticisms. I don't

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1120396814976171752005-07-03T21:06:00.000+08:002005-07-03T21:20:17.753+08:00

Probably the greatest feeling man needs is to feel that he or she is loved. Just try for once that no one loves you or cares for you, I think you'll go crazy. Maybe we can reflect on this need for love a bit more. Personally, I want to feel loved because it gives me the impression that I am important and that I am useful. How people love us is also one of our gauge for our goodness. Goodness is

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1120047922839128802005-06-29T20:17:00.000+08:002005-06-29T20:25:22.846+08:00

If you read my previous blogs, I think you'd like to browse through my February 2005 archives for it, my generous father gave me an ultimatum to get married by June 30, 2005. Today is already June 29 and tomorrow will already be June 30. Am I getting married yet? NOT! First of all, I don't have any boyfriend yet nor a decent suitor to consider. (My suitors don't persevere in their wooing me

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1120046267278862002005-06-29T19:49:00.000+08:002005-06-29T19:57:47.280+08:00

You must be wondering what bothered me a few days back when I wrote a poem on sadness. Yes I was sad and I still consider myself sad. I cannot deny that reality, but I cannot afford to reflect it in my public life. I also have my own "Green Mountain" to escape to. I guess I just have a knack for forgetting easily. It's a talent.What saddens me is my strong sympathy for those who are in trouble,

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I've been teaching in DLS-C for two weeks now and I could say that it's a pretty exciting two weeks. Let me recap the excitement for you:1. Getting to know my students and learn how to handle them (actually this is in progress).2. Experimenting on my loosening up and see how I can manage to keep my authority intact.3. So far, so good on my deadlines. (Whew! I thought I could not manage.)4. The

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Perhaps it doesn't showBut the sea inside me Is disturbed by your sadnessYou were jolly and gayIt is you I admireFor your total self-givingWhat triggered it, my friend?Is it my ignorance?Is it the world's injustice?I wish I could see youTo hug you, to cheer youBut restraint right now is bestFor you and for meThrough prayers I'll goHugging you, cheering you.

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Whew! It's been 2 1/2 months since I blogged! You must be wondering what ever happened to me, huh?Anyway, let me enumerate some milestones:1. I got busy putting up a Family KTV bar and resto here in the City of Sta. Rosa. 2. I left Makati and went back "to my roots."3. Started reporting for work in De La Salle Canlubang as a 2nd year English HS Teacher. (Wonderful, wonderful colleagues! Go

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Sheesh... teenage girls who are 12 going on 16? Dang, I hope your kids are not one of them. If they are, I hope you do something about it soon!

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1108470062940701742005-02-15T20:21:00.000+08:002005-02-15T20:21:02.940+08:00

1. Prayer is not to change God's will but to change our hearts.2. Lent is a time when we are reminded to give up some basic things [such as meat on fridays] so that we may once feel poor. Lent is a time to sympathize with the poor. 3. During Lent, we practice giving up what we like to remind us that there is one thing that we cannot give up: God.

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1108469826401770522005-02-15T20:17:00.000+08:002005-02-15T20:17:06.400+08:00

The recent bombing attacks of the Abu Sayyaf against our Filipino brothers and sisters who were merely coming from their 10 hour work schedule to earn their keep for their family can either jolt us or numb us. People already start complaining about how the government tries to secure the country against these acts of terrorism, but we can never absolutely blame the government for failing. Can I

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1108293429021357912005-02-13T19:17:00.000+08:002005-02-13T19:18:41.533+08:00

Como una promesa eres tú, eres tú,como una mañana de verano,como una sonrisa eres tú, eres tú,así, así eres tú.Toda mi esperanza eres tú, eres tú,como lluvia fresca en mis manos,como fuerte brisa eres tú, eres tú,así, así eres tú.Eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,eres tú el fuego de mi hogar,eres tú como el agua de mi fuente,eres tú el fuego de mi hogar.Como un poema eres tú, eres tú,como una

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1108192681378274122005-02-12T15:18:00.000+08:002005-02-12T15:18:01.376+08:00

Wonderful song. Just simply beautiful. I'd sing this to anyone who I think needs to be encouraged. I sing this whenever I receive some blessing. This could be my life's soundtrack. :)When storms have tossed your heartAnd left you weak and wanThen you must think upon something beautifulWhen all your fondest dreamsAre scattered here and yonThen you must think upon something beautifulThe tree

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107932585881280262005-02-09T15:03:00.000+08:002005-02-09T15:03:05.880+08:00

I bought my first pack of cigarettes in years. I have quit smoking for 8 1/2 years. It wasn't a smoke free 8.5 years but perhaps some 5 sticks escaped my fingers during this span. I probably bought a menthol pack once and didn't finish it. My sister gave me a pack two years ago which I kept in my cabinet for "emergency". When I had recently urged for a smoke, I thought I could still brave a stale

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107932563385943972005-02-09T15:02:00.000+08:002005-02-09T15:02:43.386+08:00

How would you know the truth?I am in an existential crisis of truth. I hear of several people's views (especially of opinions of how people are) and they all differ. I don't know who to believe. I don't know who to trust. There is only one person I trust. I trust God who is all-knowing. No matter how tainted people think of others, God knows who is telling the truth. I'll just have to trust Him.

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107696899497072902005-02-06T21:33:00.000+08:002005-02-06T21:34:59.506+08:00

I am nerdier than 56% of all people. Are you nerdier?

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107588869299007262005-02-05T15:34:00.000+08:002005-02-11T11:18:00.833+08:00

"Kasama Ka"Sana’y masabi sa awit kong itoLahat ng ninanais nitong puso koSana saan man patungo sa buhayMay pag-ibig, pag-asa; may saya at saysaySana sa bawat sandali’y matikman pasarap ng pagsasama,at simpleng ligayaTara na, sakyan lang, malay moAndiyan lang, andiyan lang… ang hinahanap mo!-From the TV commercial “I Wish” launched January 1, 2005 for Coke

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107585407979987392005-02-05T14:36:00.000+08:002005-02-05T14:36:47.980+08:00

No, I didn't have a boyfriend. I know I have told you about my friend and how lucky I am to have her as friend, but last night we have finally ended our friendship. She doesn't want to do anything with me anymore. She doesn't want to be associated with me. I tried to salvage the friendship by offering a simple compromise but she was not open. It's either we were really good friends or not friends

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107418785937301312005-02-03T16:19:00.000+08:002005-02-03T16:26:49.033+08:00

Got this from John Gibson's blog. Just to teach you some guys about simple logic. :-) ---------------------------------- Al seems to be having a moral disconnect... Here, I will try to help him. Al has said the following on Abortion: Women can choose about their life and their body (November 5th) Conserve Roe v. Wade (March 6) Abortion is wrong, but let women choose (Jan 2002) His Supreme

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107417989970819722005-02-03T16:06:00.000+08:002005-02-03T16:30:33.970+08:00

I hope this won't happen in our country, but I don't think it's not far. Perhaps, it is already happening! Ö Mass Tour: An Update- Holy Family Parish

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107417414718251142005-02-03T15:56:00.000+08:002005-02-03T16:31:09.813+08:00

Nice! Not that I want to live until I'm 101 or 104 but I wish I could marry someone who will be with me forever, too. What about you?

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107272485193922392005-02-01T23:41:00.000+08:002005-02-01T23:53:05.546+08:00

It's sad that Opus Dei is a favorite subject of criticisms among non-Catholics and Catholics (laity and clergy!) even. 1. They are for the rich and famous. (There is a jeepney driver in the Philippines who is a member.) 2. They ARE the landed rich. (Who doesn't need land to put up Catholic schools, convents, monasteries, and Churches?) 3. They think women are second-class citizens. (I don't

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107264746852203452005-02-01T21:32:00.000+08:002005-02-01T21:32:26.853+08:00

I thought of posting this to my blog. Very interesting impression of the King's English. Good read. :-)By Carla MontemayorSheffield-- I have always had a love affair with English, and for that reason I write in this language. I've encountered Singlish (the okay lahs of Singapore), Deep South English (brung and y'all), Japanese English (no R's), Ilocano English (all R's), and I have never had

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1107264430628361102005-02-01T21:27:00.000+08:002005-02-01T21:27:10.626+08:00

You read my previous blog when I talked to you about my dad's incentives? Yeah?Probably just an epilogue to it: I'm not giving in to these incentives. Just want to make it clear. I don't care if I get the condo for free because I'm getting married. No one should ever get married for these reasons. Don't get fooled again by parents who are giving you these incentives. No one should really hurry

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106926824791012842005-01-28T23:40:00.000+08:002005-01-28T23:40:24.790+08:00

cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid. Aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it deosn't mttaer in waht oredr the ltteers in a wrod are, the olny iprmoatnt tihng is taht the frist and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it wouthit a porbelm. Tihs is bcuseae the

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You Are 26 Years Old 26 Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe. 13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world. 20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences. 30-39: You are

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106925375878023782005-01-28T23:16:00.000+08:002005-01-28T23:16:15.876+08:00

I don't know if this the bright side of things, but my father gave me an ultimatum of sorts. Remember that "casual conversation" we had? Well, he also gave me an ultimatum. Maybe not so much as an ultimatum, but an "incentive." He told me that I can get more "benefits" and "inheritances" if I get married by June 30, 2005. Uh-huh. You read that right. Now, how many fathers would have actually told

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106925353275900752005-01-28T23:15:00.000+08:002005-01-28T23:15:53.276+08:00

My "dreams" were just shattered by my father's words. I have recently dreamt of my own flat in the City and a nice new economy car I can replace for my current 9 year old one, with the hope of actually being able to get one, based on my father's words: "I'll give it to you as advanced inheritance." Well, it was just a casual conversation which I took quite seriously since I trust my father a lot

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106487705522328172005-01-23T21:41:00.000+08:002005-01-23T21:41:45.523+08:00

"Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art... It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things that gives value to survival." Again and again, I almost lost the same friend. I have become too independent minded as to reach this point of thinking that I can live on my own without having a real friend. It has only caused me loneliness. I almost lost her. "He who has found a

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106311742706028882005-01-21T20:49:00.000+08:002005-01-21T20:49:02.706+08:00

"Man invented time just to be enslaved by it."Are we always running after time? Or is time running after us. Just a reminder: We created time, the clocks, the watches, not to be enslaved by them, but to help us manage our time.So will you still run after time?

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"We only have one life to live."I will live my life to the fullest. I will enjoy all my weekends and visit all the bars in Greenbelt. Life is too short, I better make the best of it. I will eat at all the fancy restaurants I can eat in. Are you going to live your life as if there were no hell? If you do, just remember that there is no second life to speak of. Don't say you were never told.

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106310818165922432005-01-21T20:33:00.000+08:002005-01-21T20:41:00.426+08:00

Okay guys. Let me get this straight. I'm sure we all have friends who call themselves "bading". Actually, they admit that they are not straight. "Ayoko ko ngang maging straight." Admitting so, they agree that they are somewhat "distorted" or "curved" - not straight. They know that they are in the wrong but willfully remain in the wrong. There are some who have "come out" but still want to pray

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106310215459944642005-01-21T20:23:00.000+08:002005-01-21T20:23:35.460+08:00

I'm sorry that our friendship has gone through a lot of trials, and most of the time, and I have to admit, I always seem to be the one to trigger these episodes. Like what I've said before, it has gone through an endless roller coaster ride that can give us a really twisted stomach and that makes us puke. It has been pretty smooth in the beginning of the ride until the loops have come. If we

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106143705737990012005-01-19T22:08:00.001+08:002005-01-19T22:08:25.736+08:00

So you guys maybe are interested in what happened to my check-up. One thing's for sure, it's not hyperacidity. What is it? It's what you call Irritable Bowel Syndrome. It's the over reaction or non-reaction of your large intestines which give you the pains, the diarrhea or the constipation. Cause? Stress. This is a common stress reaction in your body. When we are stressed, our organs are affected

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106143691498541482005-01-19T22:08:00.000+08:002005-01-19T22:08:11.496+08:00

I just came from a Philosophy class. "What? You're back in school? You never told me anything about going back to school." No, I'm not back in school. This Philosophy course is organized by El Cielito Foundation for "selected" people. Of course, since I work for it, I am privileged enough to be invited. Man! What an amazing course! I have always been a philo junkie but since I stopped going to

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1106039894793312582005-01-18T17:18:00.000+08:002005-01-18T17:18:14.793+08:00

Funny how you call them "wakes" when the dead is actually sleeping. Anyway, I just came from the wake of my friend's mom. Since I'm "educated" (due to frequent visits to them) in going to wakes, I thought I could survive the visit alone. I did survive it. So what's to blog about? Visiting wakes always reminds me of my own impending death. "Tricia, don't talk like that." I can hear you probably

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1105966907468981202005-01-17T21:01:00.000+08:002005-01-17T21:41:10.310+08:00

Let me update you with my funny tummies. It's more frequent now. After I eat, my tummy acts up and growls, and a curl for a 15 second pain. Then I go back to normal. That was in the early stages of my FTs. Today, maybe it's on its 4th day, it's not just 3 times a day anymore. My FTs act up almost like every 2 hours. I complained about it in front of my mom and she scolded me. Yes, I'm 20++ and

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1105775542633497262005-01-15T15:52:00.000+08:002005-01-15T15:52:22.633+08:00

Skipping breakfast and dinner has taken its toll on me.Living alone is quite a trouble when it comes to meals. You have problems eating breakfast and dinner on a regular basis. This is my case. I don't cook. If I do cook, I "cook" instant noodles or I fry whatever I can fry. So I only have the best of all unhealthy foods: monosodium glutamate and cholesterol. (Oily foods even aggravate the pains

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1105697375475251922005-01-14T18:09:00.000+08:002005-01-14T21:11:04.020+08:00

It's actually just simple. Immanuel Kant is one of the positivists (remember your Philosophy classes?). And who are the positivists? The positivists are philosophers or people who believe that what you see is what you get, and that only what science can find out is true. There is no such thing as a God. Pretty radical huh? Anyway, if there was anything good that we can draw out from one of his

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I had an "anonymous" visitor (and my first commentor!) on my blogspot last night. She commented on my "Cold Turkey" entry where I talked about my issues about having best friends. It is kind of nice to have someone else second my feelings. I was a bit assured.So how are we now?My best friend, let's call her "Martha," visited me a few days ago here at my flat. I don't know how the conversation

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1105254090840884732005-01-09T15:01:00.000+08:002005-01-09T15:01:30.840+08:00

If there were any boys I could call my own, these arethe boys of my life!Not that I'm a cradle snatcher, I don't even fall forthese boys. These are my highschool student volunteersfrom St. Michael Institute in Bacoor, Cavite who arewilling to devote an hour on Fridays and theirSaturday mornings to teach Catechism to public schoolchildren and be trained to be effective Catechists.One of my

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1105189310169329752005-01-08T21:01:00.000+08:002005-01-17T14:19:19.530+08:00

Yes, I was born on New Year's day. My mom had labor pains at 10pm, was brought to the hospital, encountering her OB-GYN and anaesthesiologist partying and the latter bordering drunkenness and sobriety. My mom had CS and I came out around 2am. Well, so much for being a 12:00mn baby, but 2:00am ain't that bad. I hated my birthday. It was quite emotional for me that everybody is celebrating with

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1105188751354492082005-01-08T20:52:00.000+08:002005-01-11T11:16:22.023+08:00

Went to Baguio with my whole family last December 27-29, 2004. It must have been my first since 2000. I was not really fond of going to Baguio. I hate long drives. Anyway, I gave my family a chance and so I agreed. Whoa! I didn't imagine how great The Manor Hotel was until I saw it myself! Anyway, we went to Baguio not worrying about the recent outbreak "Meningococcemia". Not one of us were

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I just came from a "simbang gabi" Mass at my parish. I arrived quite early because I was supposed to catch the earlier 6:30pm Mass but I got caught in really bad traffic and aside from that I desperately needed to fill my gas tank. So in the end, I arrived at the Parish at 7:15. What's 45 minutes wait?As I wait...As I waited, I took the opportunity to "pamper" my prayer to God by actually praying

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103455542608133452004-12-19T19:25:00.000+08:002005-01-09T19:52:01.016+08:00

We just finished the second day of a three-day leadership seminar for the local parochial high school students of Bacoor, Cavite. Being a provincial school, most of the students are not exposed to the sophistication of living in the City. The seminar we prepared for these 36 high school students were a series of team building and leadership activities, plus some classes on the basic truths of the

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103365322751203512004-12-18T18:22:00.000+08:002004-12-18T18:22:02.750+08:00

Gosh!I never felt so lonely ever! My best friend just left for a one-week retreat in Lipa who does not intend to reply to my texts at all during her whole retreat because she wants to do it "well". How the heck does one do a retreat well?! Well (hehe), by really talking to God alone without the usual distraction of the hustle and bustle of the city. She is in a different kind of retreat...

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103253399751175852004-12-17T11:16:00.000+08:002004-12-17T11:16:39.750+08:00

"Your celfone 918****** with good credit standing is now exempted from auto-Redirection even when over Credit limit. Pls call *888 or 5112890 for inquiries."Ain't that the best thing you'd wanna hear? I'm proud of myself that I get to pay my bills monthly even if it entails not leaving me enough money to spend for a better lunch. I hate having debts! I don't want to die with debts. Utang na

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103251898656264232004-12-17T10:51:00.000+08:002004-12-17T10:51:38.656+08:00

Not that I suddenly turned cold turkey because I got scared or anything. I just realized I am so cold to that friend of mine "I almost lost". Remember my previous blog about my friend? Well, we already reconciled and with what difficulty! It wasn't a happy reconciliation I should say. I have to admit that it was quite half-hearted on my part because I gave in to her conditions of being a "true

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103197520665561412004-12-16T19:45:00.000+08:002004-12-16T19:45:20.666+08:00

Ah yes. I would like to acknowledge biway for giving me the idea of blogging. Like how I explained in my very first entry for this blog, never really thought I'd make a "career" out of blogging. Biway, this song is for you: (just the "thank you" parts!) Bwehehe!How about getting off of these antibioticsHow about stopping eating when I'm filled upHow about them transparent dangling carrotsHow

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103192175316966602004-12-16T18:16:00.000+08:002004-12-16T19:46:56.650+08:00

This song is probably the most requested song among my crowd these days. Thought of postiing it just for that reason. Mata Mojofly Kamusta na, nandyan ka pa ba Wala na yatang ibang magagawa kundi tumawa Nandyan pa ba mga ala-ala Ang tanging bagay na naiwan sa 'ting dalawa 'wag nang paikutin ang isa't isa Lahat ng bagay ay malinaw na Di na rin kailangan pagpilitan pa 'di mo na kinakailangan

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103099446553054692004-12-15T16:30:00.000+08:002004-12-18T18:37:47.483+08:00

Wow! I was talking to a friend about his predicament with his feelings. I didn't advise him directly and told him what he should do. I just tried to ask him questions, put some sense into his current situation. What was the predicament? To marry or not to marry. He was planning to delay any proposal for marriage for another 5 years. I can't imagine some guy who already knows what he wants and

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Kitchie NadalMay gusto ka bang sabihin? Ba't di mapakali ni hindi makatinginSana'y wag mo na 'tong palipasinAt subukan lutasin sa mga isinabi mo naIba'ng nararapat sa akinNa tunay kong mamahalinO wag na wag mong sasabihinNa hindi mo nadamaItong pag-ibig kongHandang ibigay kahit pa kalayaan moKung ano man ang inaakalaNa ako'y isang bituin na walang sasambahinDi ko man ito ipakitaAbot-langit ang

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1103017481270746942004-12-14T17:44:00.000+08:002004-12-14T17:44:41.270+08:00

Getting married is not just a different level of falling in love. Marriage is a covenant between the couple and God. A covenant is not just a contract. A contract may be binding but there are provisions for it. A covenant doesn't have any provisions. It's a once and for all thing.Now, know this, are you just going to marry just anyone? Of course not. Careful deliberation (using both your heart

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1102865826188427212004-12-12T23:32:00.000+08:002004-12-12T23:37:06.186+08:00

Imagine!!! I just can't believe it. I'm a budding web developer!!! Bwahaha! well, not quite. I can only do small things. I was able to figure out how to position the tagboard on my blogsite. I thought that I'd get it instantly installed on my blogsite if I registered for one. To my surprise, I only got scripts! Of course, tried to figure out where the scripts might go, found the scripts for my

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1102840111462570372004-12-12T16:28:00.000+08:002004-12-12T16:28:31.463+08:00

I am about to lose a friend because of my disloyalty. I don't blame her for it. What is friendship anyway? People may have different opinions about friendship. My definition of friendship is that it is a relationship between and among people where a spirit of trust, honesty, understanding, and favors thrive. Best friends.It's hard to have best friends who expect a lot from you. It's hard to have

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1102833888043514472004-12-12T14:44:00.000+08:002004-12-12T14:44:48.043+08:00

When people are in love, they make things happen, but all sorts of things happen, too. When we fall in love for someone, we have to be ready to complicate our lives for him/her. Call it a paradox, but it's as simple as that. To make love simple, all we have to do is SIMPLY admit whether we truly love a person on not. I somewhat believe that questions of life are all categorically answered by just

tranquillitynoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7937068.post-1101976461330621132004-12-02T16:34:00.000+08:002004-12-12T23:32:33.030+08:00

I've been neglecting my blogspot. I thought that if I use MacJournal I'd be able to update my blogspot more often. So here it goes!!! :)

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I'm not talking about Pop Culture as Pop culture. I just intended that to be my title for blogging about population issues. Some humdrum economists who don't know any science proclaim the world as overpopulated. NAAAAH. The problem is definitely not overpopulation but poverty and world hunger. For starters, overpopulation is not the cause of these two main problems. The real problem is that the

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Reading up on feminism makes me see all the more how absurd this ideology is. It doesn't have any basis on the Bible and it instead destroys the real meaning of what is contained in it to suit the feminist's way of thinking. It is really just a distorted interpretation of Bible since they try to prove that their ideas are actually supported by the Bible. After reading about them, I also slowly

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I just attended a talk late this afternoon given by Mr. Manny Arejola, former Director of the Population Committee in the 1970s.. Not sure about the exact date though. He gave a very interesting eyeopener for all of us who were present on the politics behind any "decrease population"-related bills. Let me just give you some highlights his talk. (These information are based on Philippine

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