It's A Sunny, Rainy Happy Day
When it's a sunny day what do you see
The big bright sun, shining down on you and me
It's a sunny day, it's a sunny day
It's a sunny and happy day
When it's a rainy day what do you hear
The cool rain drops falling down on you and me
It's a rainy day, it's day
It's a rainy and happy day
I'm happy with the sun
I'm happy with the rain
I'm happy with the sun
I'm happy with the rain
So thank thank you lord
For sunny rainy happy day
For sunny rainy happy day
For sunny rainy happy day
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Saturday, November 14, 2009
I Hate It when They Don't Mean What They Teach
They have the guts to teach us that it is important to have a low ratio of teacher to students in order to have an effective teaching
And yet today, our class skyrocketed to 60.
They have the guts to teach us what an effective room is.
And yet here we are, sardine packed in this hot, sometimes noisy room (it is behind the school's stage where programs of the CWTS are being held).
And yes they say that a teacher is a "holy" vocation/profession.
And yet they commit "unholy" acts, and is shameless about it.
What a great way to build a nation.
And yet today, our class skyrocketed to 60.
They have the guts to teach us what an effective room is.
And yet here we are, sardine packed in this hot, sometimes noisy room (it is behind the school's stage where programs of the CWTS are being held).
And yes they say that a teacher is a "holy" vocation/profession.
And yet they commit "unholy" acts, and is shameless about it.
What a great way to build a nation.
How Can They Stomach This?
It's nice to help.
There's nothing wrong when you extend help to your community.
It is a Christian thing to do.
But...
Is it still a Christian thing to do when you help, and you expect something in return?
Is it still virtuous to use the cloak of charity as means to evade your social responsibility of paying your taxes?
I think not.
How can some people make better profits out of the misery of others?
How can some people use other people's time, those who genuinely wanted to help?
How can a good gesture be good when it is rooted on an evil thought?
Money can't buy happiness.
Money can't be brought to our graves.
Money can't buy you a place in the afterlife.
There's nothing wrong when you extend help to your community.
It is a Christian thing to do.
But...
Is it still a Christian thing to do when you help, and you expect something in return?
Is it still virtuous to use the cloak of charity as means to evade your social responsibility of paying your taxes?
I think not.
How can some people make better profits out of the misery of others?
How can some people use other people's time, those who genuinely wanted to help?
How can a good gesture be good when it is rooted on an evil thought?
Money can't buy happiness.
Money can't be brought to our graves.
Money can't buy you a place in the afterlife.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Friday the 13th
Nothing scary happened.
Today is all about work. The last day of the week where all that can go possibly wrong went wrong. I cannot speak much of the trouble my higher-ups had undergone as I am not directly responsible (though affected) to fix some source code mess.
But I have my own mess, it's boring to tell it here all over again, but in a nutshell it's like going back home when you are already halfway to your destination because you forgot something important. It happened not just once, but a couple of times. It was and currently is exhausting.
Good that nothing of the supernatural kind of things occurred.
Today is all about work. The last day of the week where all that can go possibly wrong went wrong. I cannot speak much of the trouble my higher-ups had undergone as I am not directly responsible (though affected) to fix some source code mess.
But I have my own mess, it's boring to tell it here all over again, but in a nutshell it's like going back home when you are already halfway to your destination because you forgot something important. It happened not just once, but a couple of times. It was and currently is exhausting.
Good that nothing of the supernatural kind of things occurred.
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Fire
While taking my dinner break, I was startled when one of my office-mates yelled, "There's fire!" (of course in the vernacular). Because I am seated near the window, I quickly stood up and peek through and saw this glowing orange flame not so far. Many of my office-mates already crowding the window to take a look at the blaze, hypothesizing where the exact location of the fire is. I can also hear the siren from firetrucks as they rush to the burning houses.
Ashes. Maybe some charred debris. That's all what's left to the houses consumed by the fire. It's November and the cold wind of Christmas is being felt. How can those whose houses were destroyed continue to celebrate the coming season? How can they face another morning knowing that their homes are no more?
The clock stroked 9:00 and I have to go home - a place where many have just lost.
Ashes. Maybe some charred debris. That's all what's left to the houses consumed by the fire. It's November and the cold wind of Christmas is being felt. How can those whose houses were destroyed continue to celebrate the coming season? How can they face another morning knowing that their homes are no more?
The clock stroked 9:00 and I have to go home - a place where many have just lost.
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
Me: Worrier
Now I found out why I'm such a worrier. It's in the genes.
Even though I tried as hard as I can not to worry, I worry. I worry even in my sleep, it creeps to me like water on sponge.
Through the years though I have attempted and guessed triumph over worrying too much by taking risks, moving away from my home, a side trip to another career that is something new and unexpected of me, being literally in some place new. Those things I've done introduces to so much uncertainty that my mind just shuts up because it cannot calculate and analyze each and every possibilities, I know it sounds ridiculous but looking in retrospect it holds some truth. Being away from my comfort zone made me more spontaneous and a little less worried.
Being back to a comfortable place makes me worry, in an ironic sense. I worry because I have nothing to worry about. I worry about small insignificant details that I shouldn't need to worry about, I worry about things that though I am involved can't do anything about it and worrying just makes no sense, I know that I should not worry, but here I am worrying.
Remember when I said that it's genetic? Yes, it is. I think I got t from my father's side. Well to give you a short glimpse, my father is currently not well because he was recently diagnosed with an enlarged heart. In the stories that I've heard when he talks to my aunt (who accompanies him to hospital and doctor visits) I knew that he worries a lot, and I mean a whole lot.
I'm worried by my father's health and more on his mental health (he is not taking his illness well).
I'm worried by my own health and job insecurities (you've read about it here and there's no need to discuss).
I'm worried that all will be lost.
So help me God.
Even though I tried as hard as I can not to worry, I worry. I worry even in my sleep, it creeps to me like water on sponge.
Through the years though I have attempted and guessed triumph over worrying too much by taking risks, moving away from my home, a side trip to another career that is something new and unexpected of me, being literally in some place new. Those things I've done introduces to so much uncertainty that my mind just shuts up because it cannot calculate and analyze each and every possibilities, I know it sounds ridiculous but looking in retrospect it holds some truth. Being away from my comfort zone made me more spontaneous and a little less worried.
Being back to a comfortable place makes me worry, in an ironic sense. I worry because I have nothing to worry about. I worry about small insignificant details that I shouldn't need to worry about, I worry about things that though I am involved can't do anything about it and worrying just makes no sense, I know that I should not worry, but here I am worrying.
Remember when I said that it's genetic? Yes, it is. I think I got t from my father's side. Well to give you a short glimpse, my father is currently not well because he was recently diagnosed with an enlarged heart. In the stories that I've heard when he talks to my aunt (who accompanies him to hospital and doctor visits) I knew that he worries a lot, and I mean a whole lot.
I'm worried by my father's health and more on his mental health (he is not taking his illness well).
I'm worried by my own health and job insecurities (you've read about it here and there's no need to discuss).
I'm worried that all will be lost.
So help me God.
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Slums
If I will rate myself to what level of *success* I am right now I may have to say I am not anywhere near where I wanted to be (oowwh this will be another ranting).
And yes it was my decision to be back in Cebu.
And yes it was my decision to quit my part time job.
And yes it was my decision to not complete yet my practicum.
And yes it was my decision to (blah blah blah...)...
The universe is conspiring against me, it's like time is ticking away faster than I can make use of it. Like trying to hold on to sand, you just can't because it slips right through your hands, the more I grip, the faster it escapes.
Where did I get off my tracks? At what point did it happened? Or is this a cumulative result of the small bad decisions I made along the way? Maybe. Part of it I can blame because of health. I did some decisions because of health reasons. But having more time to relax - still I got sick, sicker than ever, when will I ever be given a break? I try earnestly to be as healthy as I can, not drinking, not smoking, not even partying- I choose to skip these activities to at least live a day not worrying if I'm too skinny or too fragile.
Is there redemption for me before this year ends? This year started off just right, no, this year started great! But now it will end with a whimper than with a bang!
I still hope not.
And yes it was my decision to be back in Cebu.
And yes it was my decision to quit my part time job.
And yes it was my decision to not complete yet my practicum.
And yes it was my decision to (blah blah blah...)...
The universe is conspiring against me, it's like time is ticking away faster than I can make use of it. Like trying to hold on to sand, you just can't because it slips right through your hands, the more I grip, the faster it escapes.
Where did I get off my tracks? At what point did it happened? Or is this a cumulative result of the small bad decisions I made along the way? Maybe. Part of it I can blame because of health. I did some decisions because of health reasons. But having more time to relax - still I got sick, sicker than ever, when will I ever be given a break? I try earnestly to be as healthy as I can, not drinking, not smoking, not even partying- I choose to skip these activities to at least live a day not worrying if I'm too skinny or too fragile.
Is there redemption for me before this year ends? This year started off just right, no, this year started great! But now it will end with a whimper than with a bang!
I still hope not.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Defying Gravity
Something has changed within me
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!
It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I am defying gravity
And you wont bring me down!
I'm through accepting limits
''cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change
But till I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love
It comes at much too high a cost!
I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And you wont bring me down!
I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And never bring me down!
bring me down!
ohh ohhh ohhhh!
press PLAY >
Something is not the same
I'm through with playing by the rules
Of someone else's game
Too late for second-guessing
Too late to go back to sleep
It's time to trust my instincts
Close my eyes: and leap!
It's time to try
Defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I am defying gravity
And you wont bring me down!
I'm through accepting limits
''cause someone says they're so
Some things I cannot change
But till I try, I'll never know!
Too long I've been afraid of
Losing love I guess I've lost
Well, if that's love
It comes at much too high a cost!
I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And you wont bring me down!
I'd sooner buy
Defying gravity
Kiss me goodbye
I'm defying gravity
I think I'll try
Defying gravity
And never bring me down!
bring me down!
ohh ohhh ohhhh!
press PLAY >
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