Tapsilog...este...bacon and eggs please...
"The fate of unborn millions will now depend, under God, on the courage and conduct of this army."---George Washington Aug 27, 1776, before the Battle of Long Island
Eloquence is a skill rather than a gift exclusive to those born to families of statesmen or lawyers. And because such a gift is rather an ability harnessed after much training, eloquence, just as many other abilities considered special or useful to this utilitarian world then should be due to everyone. Everyone should be given free or low cost quality education because it is everyone's right to live a life with an equal chance and equal opportunity to savor the bounties of this good earth. But of course, that is a rather long-shot view of mine...a world I long for.
By this hopefully reminding paragraph, you may as well have deduced or at the back of your head have conjured the thought that I am more of a non-conformist.
Convention is not always what works best for me...it doesn't even sound good to me.
The word practical stirs up much doubt in me, as if to be repulsed by the very sound of it. My idealism springs out of the belief I have that God indeed will take justice for the wronged and corrupted and will bring a new order of perfection to this forsaken earth someday, somehow. In my study of International Relations, and not Law, I am able to find for myself and others I want to benefit from this knowledge how this new order may take place and by what means. Even if it means I immerse myself in study and life of the human tendencies such as corruption, greed, distaste against another.
But of course you may also wonder as to why I subscribe to Christian thinking, a philosophy that is in the mainstream...the mainstream meaning a lot conform to it. Isn't that contradictory?
I have no answer for that. Only if the world becomes that of post-modernists am I going to be able to stand out and bring forth a new radical idea.
I like to think of it as this. Whereas a lot of people tend to see the reality of things, the value of money, or the very subtelty in atheism...you are of course entitled to your own...it is up to those who believe in a higher order and greater end to make more sense and be the change in this ever complacent world which is by itself becoming a non-conformist, defiled creature.
Old school...conservative...and right wing...that's what they call these types of lunatics. As to the right-wing part, I still don't get how idealists and other lunatics can be right wing and conservative while those in the so-called progressive left-wing seek only regime and system change...and be called radicals instead of lunatic daydreamers...very funny indeed.
Someday, somehow...this peace...Pax Theos...God's peace will reign and that order can never be reorganized, redone, reconsidered because there lies the assumption that everything will be or seem to be perfect...no structures to be organized, no craft to be redone, no decision to be considered anew.
Lam nyo, sa sobrang protective ko of my faith, sobra as in ultimo Academy Awards at Grammys (etc)speeches ginagawa kong basihan ng religiosity ng tao. Inaantay ko talaga, sino pasasalamatan nya? Is that person that open to professing his belief in God by thanking him first? What about his family? Tapos yung reaction din ng mga tao. Sometimes, wala na gaanong saysay lahat ng works ng tao kung di naman maganda paningin sa kanya ng mga malalapit sa kanya diba?
Nabutas ang maong ko nung Biyernes. Opo, sumabit sa pako ng bench sa opisina ng konseho ang maong ko na ala pang isang taon ang gurang at nawarak ang likod na bahagi kung saan nagkaroon ng butas na kasing laki ng mata ng tarsier na sobrang laki na tila kaya na silipin ang underwear ko...YES.
Galit sa akin yung bangko na iyon. Nasira ko yun once, bumigay sa weight ko at kalumaan na rin...diba defensive hehehehe.
But the point here e, lumakad ako ng may malaking butas na sinelyahan lamang ng pardible sa gitna ng Palma Hall bago nakasakay sa taxi pauwi...technically dumaan muna ako kay Mang Jomar...binilin yung maong ko tapos umuwi...syempre suot ko pa naman yung maong.
GOSSSHHHH! LMAO talaga, kasi nawalan ng saysay yung toncilitis ko habang nagsisigawan kami ni Marian at Kuya este Lola Jeff about me being self-conscious masyado at di naman halata. Sus, DI DAW HALATA hehe. Bigat na ng ulo ko nun.
LECHE eto pa pala. Sa econ, e di pinag-uusapan namin ni Jessa yung c0lor combination at yun lawit sa damit ni Mam Gochoco...sinabi niya ang GANDA ko raw sa Friendster pic ko na candid toddler shot...sabi ko naman: sana nga may magkaroon ng crush sa akin e. Sabi naman niya: Di nga Pao, crush kit (cyempre pabiro). Thanks talaga Jhe, aminado naman ako dahil sa sobrang sakit ng ulo ko inatake ako ng KSP tantrums ko e...the madaldal variation of it.
Isa pa nung Sabado naman, talaga sa Bento Box meeting namin sa JPGS, e di puro Ateneans, every now and then ako tsaka si Big Mac ng Geog, talagang nagchachant ng UNIBERSIDAD! The thing is, puro naka-white NSTP shirts (ano kamo?...di ko talaga ma-imagine...ang sama ko talaga hahaa) yung mga Ateneans (lumilingon nga ako baka nandoon mga katoto ko from ADMU at bigla na lang ako ipadampot hehe). Tapos yung cell ng Nokia na parang may bar-type na neon lights na nag-iiskrol hirap i-describe...nilagyan talaga nya ng Ateneo Boo!, tapos i-brinandish pa talaga sa ere. Whooh, go JPGS!!! Go UP Fighting Maroons (3-2)...suportado rin kayo ng Pansit ng taga Malabon ahahahahaha! (may banner talga sa Katipunan andun un)
Tapos nanood ako sa bahay ng Runaway Jury (req sa PS 171) at Hitch.
At sinabi nga nya (hitch) "Life is not about the amount of breaths you take in, but the moments that take your breaths away." Kung napanood nyo na iyon...ako si Albert Brennaman..yung CPA ata na mataba pero take note: GUWAPO at MABAIT. Thing is, hindi gumana yung mga pa-porma antics na in-advise ni Hitch para makuha yung girl of his dreams na tila imposible naman. Long story, but point is: love is not bound to a set of rules or the right formula.
Ala, kinikilig lang kasi ako sa thought na kung yung dambuhalang iyon ay nakuha yung million-dollar prize (as in literally) nya, what if ako na di naman kasing miserable niya naman ang nag-aim for the impossible? Do I have much to show for? People around me think I do have a lot...of pounds...hehe...este things that still and do matter to ladies...ANYWAY. Love that movie!
Sa Runaway Jury naman...ayan...idealism nanaman, or kahit on a plain level, yung kagustuhan ng taong panagutin ang mga nagkasala at tulungan ang mga nasaktan nila ang nananaig over a system of courts and laws, over money, over self interest...Rachel Weisz was charming as always...(yikee), Dustin Hoffman and Gene Hackman were ageless.
Kristian, ganito talaga blog ko, pasensya na kung ubos-oras pero ganito talga..hehe...I need to explain things, a lot of concepts in their detailed nature...a clutter of thoughts that seem to lead you nowhere but if seen in the prism would make you see it all the more perplexing and so you settle for shedding light on the matter hardest you could...
Ano pa ba latest? Hmm, Dom, will buy a Sun Sim from you soon papalit ako ng phone (odeba?) I don't know, nabiro ko lang mom ko, e si dad naman ala gaanong say sa ganung matters kasi enjoy sya kumakanta sa videoke sa baba hehehe....Ala kasing cam phone ko, e ako kasi, besides sa photogenic (ahem), pag nakakakita talga ng insipiring sight something to invigorate the senses, kukunan ko talaga...pero di ko magawa e...salat ako sa materyales. So yun, by God's grace, and my parent's approval, I may have a camera phone at last...looking for the Sony Ericsson model...have mentioned this some blog entries back...Bsides, GUSTO KO KAYU KUNAN HAHAH!
Ahh enough of retrospect for now.
HELL WEEK TONG WEEK NA TO, ACTUALLY, NEXT WEEK PALA HEHEHEHE!
Mau, don't worry, I am not a twisted soul sa bahay, masaya akong kuya, o diba pinuri sarili? Ask my sis, swerte sya pero ahem protective po akong kuya...ayan, the long line has to wait and I tell my sis, don't ever GIVE IN. Yes, it's one thing to follow your heart, and another to follow your dreams, and another to follow God's will in His time. Tapos I give her the newscaster-ish look and she gets it....I hope.
I tell her minsan kapag feeling out-of-place sa mga mayayaman nyang kaklase and fwends tapos asa fastfood sila: diba less effor sabihin na lang na tapsilog order please instead of that hard beef with eggs and garlic rice order please. I tell her that though we are financially blessed, that doesn't mean you go on frantic spending nights and you give who you are to the undeserving slut. Syempre, I do this in a very wholesome manner. TAPSILOG please!
The fate of millions...our children...will rely on our conduct here on earth as we live. With much at stake, would you want to toy around squandering what you have? you are your man.
There is much good in this world, much that we have a general term for smileys but no term for saddys or angrys.
This is a world where not form, but substance will matter. To hell with conforming to norms. Be the catalyst if it means being an agent for the better.
God be your source for fresh ideas to believe in, stories to share, experiences to be had.
Eloquence is a skill rather than a gift exclusive to those born to families of statesmen or lawyers. And because such a gift is rather an ability harnessed after much training, eloquence, just as many other abilities considered special or useful to this utilitarian world then should be due to everyone. Everyone should be given free or low cost quality education because it is everyone's right to live a life with an equal chance and equal opportunity to savor the bounties of this good earth. But of course, that is a rather long-shot view of mine...a world I long for.
By this hopefully reminding paragraph, you may as well have deduced or at the back of your head have conjured the thought that I am more of a non-conformist.
Convention is not always what works best for me...it doesn't even sound good to me.
The word practical stirs up much doubt in me, as if to be repulsed by the very sound of it. My idealism springs out of the belief I have that God indeed will take justice for the wronged and corrupted and will bring a new order of perfection to this forsaken earth someday, somehow. In my study of International Relations, and not Law, I am able to find for myself and others I want to benefit from this knowledge how this new order may take place and by what means. Even if it means I immerse myself in study and life of the human tendencies such as corruption, greed, distaste against another.
But of course you may also wonder as to why I subscribe to Christian thinking, a philosophy that is in the mainstream...the mainstream meaning a lot conform to it. Isn't that contradictory?
I have no answer for that. Only if the world becomes that of post-modernists am I going to be able to stand out and bring forth a new radical idea.
I like to think of it as this. Whereas a lot of people tend to see the reality of things, the value of money, or the very subtelty in atheism...you are of course entitled to your own...it is up to those who believe in a higher order and greater end to make more sense and be the change in this ever complacent world which is by itself becoming a non-conformist, defiled creature.
Old school...conservative...and right wing...that's what they call these types of lunatics. As to the right-wing part, I still don't get how idealists and other lunatics can be right wing and conservative while those in the so-called progressive left-wing seek only regime and system change...and be called radicals instead of lunatic daydreamers...very funny indeed.
Someday, somehow...this peace...Pax Theos...God's peace will reign and that order can never be reorganized, redone, reconsidered because there lies the assumption that everything will be or seem to be perfect...no structures to be organized, no craft to be redone, no decision to be considered anew.
Lam nyo, sa sobrang protective ko of my faith, sobra as in ultimo Academy Awards at Grammys (etc)speeches ginagawa kong basihan ng religiosity ng tao. Inaantay ko talaga, sino pasasalamatan nya? Is that person that open to professing his belief in God by thanking him first? What about his family? Tapos yung reaction din ng mga tao. Sometimes, wala na gaanong saysay lahat ng works ng tao kung di naman maganda paningin sa kanya ng mga malalapit sa kanya diba?
Nabutas ang maong ko nung Biyernes. Opo, sumabit sa pako ng bench sa opisina ng konseho ang maong ko na ala pang isang taon ang gurang at nawarak ang likod na bahagi kung saan nagkaroon ng butas na kasing laki ng mata ng tarsier na sobrang laki na tila kaya na silipin ang underwear ko...YES.
Galit sa akin yung bangko na iyon. Nasira ko yun once, bumigay sa weight ko at kalumaan na rin...diba defensive hehehehe.
But the point here e, lumakad ako ng may malaking butas na sinelyahan lamang ng pardible sa gitna ng Palma Hall bago nakasakay sa taxi pauwi...technically dumaan muna ako kay Mang Jomar...binilin yung maong ko tapos umuwi...syempre suot ko pa naman yung maong.
GOSSSHHHH! LMAO talaga, kasi nawalan ng saysay yung toncilitis ko habang nagsisigawan kami ni Marian at Kuya este Lola Jeff about me being self-conscious masyado at di naman halata. Sus, DI DAW HALATA hehe. Bigat na ng ulo ko nun.
LECHE eto pa pala. Sa econ, e di pinag-uusapan namin ni Jessa yung c0lor combination at yun lawit sa damit ni Mam Gochoco...sinabi niya ang GANDA ko raw sa Friendster pic ko na candid toddler shot...sabi ko naman: sana nga may magkaroon ng crush sa akin e. Sabi naman niya: Di nga Pao, crush kit (cyempre pabiro). Thanks talaga Jhe, aminado naman ako dahil sa sobrang sakit ng ulo ko inatake ako ng KSP tantrums ko e...the madaldal variation of it.
Isa pa nung Sabado naman, talaga sa Bento Box meeting namin sa JPGS, e di puro Ateneans, every now and then ako tsaka si Big Mac ng Geog, talagang nagchachant ng UNIBERSIDAD! The thing is, puro naka-white NSTP shirts (ano kamo?...di ko talaga ma-imagine...ang sama ko talaga hahaa) yung mga Ateneans (lumilingon nga ako baka nandoon mga katoto ko from ADMU at bigla na lang ako ipadampot hehe). Tapos yung cell ng Nokia na parang may bar-type na neon lights na nag-iiskrol hirap i-describe...nilagyan talaga nya ng Ateneo Boo!, tapos i-brinandish pa talaga sa ere. Whooh, go JPGS!!! Go UP Fighting Maroons (3-2)...suportado rin kayo ng Pansit ng taga Malabon ahahahahaha! (may banner talga sa Katipunan andun un)
Tapos nanood ako sa bahay ng Runaway Jury (req sa PS 171) at Hitch.
At sinabi nga nya (hitch) "Life is not about the amount of breaths you take in, but the moments that take your breaths away." Kung napanood nyo na iyon...ako si Albert Brennaman..yung CPA ata na mataba pero take note: GUWAPO at MABAIT. Thing is, hindi gumana yung mga pa-porma antics na in-advise ni Hitch para makuha yung girl of his dreams na tila imposible naman. Long story, but point is: love is not bound to a set of rules or the right formula.
Ala, kinikilig lang kasi ako sa thought na kung yung dambuhalang iyon ay nakuha yung million-dollar prize (as in literally) nya, what if ako na di naman kasing miserable niya naman ang nag-aim for the impossible? Do I have much to show for? People around me think I do have a lot...of pounds...hehe...este things that still and do matter to ladies...ANYWAY. Love that movie!
Sa Runaway Jury naman...ayan...idealism nanaman, or kahit on a plain level, yung kagustuhan ng taong panagutin ang mga nagkasala at tulungan ang mga nasaktan nila ang nananaig over a system of courts and laws, over money, over self interest...Rachel Weisz was charming as always...(yikee), Dustin Hoffman and Gene Hackman were ageless.
Kristian, ganito talaga blog ko, pasensya na kung ubos-oras pero ganito talga..hehe...I need to explain things, a lot of concepts in their detailed nature...a clutter of thoughts that seem to lead you nowhere but if seen in the prism would make you see it all the more perplexing and so you settle for shedding light on the matter hardest you could...
Ano pa ba latest? Hmm, Dom, will buy a Sun Sim from you soon papalit ako ng phone (odeba?) I don't know, nabiro ko lang mom ko, e si dad naman ala gaanong say sa ganung matters kasi enjoy sya kumakanta sa videoke sa baba hehehe....Ala kasing cam phone ko, e ako kasi, besides sa photogenic (ahem), pag nakakakita talga ng insipiring sight something to invigorate the senses, kukunan ko talaga...pero di ko magawa e...salat ako sa materyales. So yun, by God's grace, and my parent's approval, I may have a camera phone at last...looking for the Sony Ericsson model...have mentioned this some blog entries back...Bsides, GUSTO KO KAYU KUNAN HAHAH!
Ahh enough of retrospect for now.
HELL WEEK TONG WEEK NA TO, ACTUALLY, NEXT WEEK PALA HEHEHEHE!
Mau, don't worry, I am not a twisted soul sa bahay, masaya akong kuya, o diba pinuri sarili? Ask my sis, swerte sya pero ahem protective po akong kuya...ayan, the long line has to wait and I tell my sis, don't ever GIVE IN. Yes, it's one thing to follow your heart, and another to follow your dreams, and another to follow God's will in His time. Tapos I give her the newscaster-ish look and she gets it....I hope.
I tell her minsan kapag feeling out-of-place sa mga mayayaman nyang kaklase and fwends tapos asa fastfood sila: diba less effor sabihin na lang na tapsilog order please instead of that hard beef with eggs and garlic rice order please. I tell her that though we are financially blessed, that doesn't mean you go on frantic spending nights and you give who you are to the undeserving slut. Syempre, I do this in a very wholesome manner. TAPSILOG please!
The fate of millions...our children...will rely on our conduct here on earth as we live. With much at stake, would you want to toy around squandering what you have? you are your man.
There is much good in this world, much that we have a general term for smileys but no term for saddys or angrys.
This is a world where not form, but substance will matter. To hell with conforming to norms. Be the catalyst if it means being an agent for the better.
God be your source for fresh ideas to believe in, stories to share, experiences to be had.
posted by green and black chancellor at 3:02 PM
2 Comments:
uy, nakalimutan mong banggitin na prior to the shouting sa loob ng konseho ay ayaw mong kumain. pero sinamahan mo ako sa CASAA tapos ako naman, mega-buhos sa bowl ko ng ingredients (sa mongolian grill). ikaw, di ka nakatiis. kumain ka narin.
and yesss...may galit nga ang bench sa iyo. nasira mo siya once, gumanti naman siya sa iyo by making a nice rip on your pants. nakagawa siya ng right-angle rip. hehe!
grabe ka naman, akala ko pa naman hinihintay mong marealize ko na talagang mahaba nga ang blog mo. well congrats at naenggganyo mo na kong basahin nang buo ang blog mo, actually i ca nread it faster now! ;p hehe o diba improving?
anyway i thought you knew better, kaya lang inunahan mo ako... anyway, wala yun. nga pala, i have a lot to agree with what you have said. we should talk, i suddenly had a fit of information burst. i just wanted to let you know...
till the next entry...
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