Friday, December 28, 2007
written on January 15, 2007
"If I had just one wish
Only one demand
I hope he's not like me
I hope he understands
That he can take this life
And hold it by the hand
And he can greet the world
With arms wide open."-- Creed
Dear Kids, last year just before New Year (2007) and right after it, we had to put an IV (swero) on Lola Letty, Sabine and Sadie to prevent dehydration from setting in because they had Acute Gastroenteritis.
This year, just before New Year (2008) and right after it, Sage got sick, so did Sadie. Gave us both quite a scare. the symptoms were benign but due to your parents' "OCness" when it comes to you guys, we did have sleepless nights.
Fortunately you guys are okay now.
1. There will be a lot of gore in the nobel prize awards.
2. Raul Gonzales, FG will prove that the old adage about tenacious grass is true.
3. Tony Blair will embrace the I.R.A. as a brother.
4. You will have a blast when you go to a SALE in Glorietta.
5. Song of the year: "Tatsulok"
Hindi Pula't dilaw tunay na magkalaban
(dahil away ng mga Politico ay moro-moro lang)
Hangga't marami ang lugmok sa kahirapan
at ang Hustisya ay para lang sa mayaman...
habang may tatsulok
at sila ang nasa tuktok
hindi matatapos itong gulo...
Saturday, December 22, 2007
"The blues is just a song about
the one who left,
or the one you couldn't have,
or both" --Anonymous
Dec. 22, 2007, 1:08 A.M. EST (06:08 UT) is this year's winter solstice. It's the time of the year when the night is longest and the day is shortest. Around this time of the year, people, especially from temperate countries, start to complain of depression. Which is kind of ironic since it's the holidays. To put it simply, the supposed happiest time of the year is just around the corner. The more people realize this, the more depressed they become about being depressed. They couldn't help but feel left out when everybody else only has happy thoughts.
Researchers blame the lack of sunlight that supposedly wreaks havoc on our body's chemistry which make us vulnerable to depression. they have a cheesy name for this:
SAD syndrome (Seasonal Affective Disorder)...
Some just call it the Blues.
I started to write about this because I just realized that I made more blogs in 2006 than in 2007. wala akong ibang maisulat e. anyway...
Sa mga blogger friends natin na mayroong SAD syndrome, hindi biro ang syndrome na ito. Better seek the counsel of medical personnel trained to handle this. and please take comfort in the words of another blogger friend:
"Talagang ganyan ang mga magaganda, binibigyan ng problema para naman fair sa ibang babae"
December 26, 2007
The song below ain't the blues. But it's my Christmas Carol and Religious Song (think Handel's Messiah) rolled into one.
It's my Creed.
When dreaming, I'm guided to another
world time and time again at sunrise,
I fight to stay asleep, cause I don�t wanna
leave the comfort of this place cause
there�s a hunger longin to escape from
the life I live when I'm awake
So lets go there
Lets make our escape
C�mon lets go there
Lets ask can we stay
Can you take me higher
To a place where blind men see
Can you take me higher
To a place with golden streets
Although I would like our world to change,
it helps me to appreciate those nights and
those dreams but my friend, I'd sacrifice
all those nights if i could make the earth
and my dreams the same the only difference
is to let love replace all our hate
Up high I feel like I'm alive for the very first time
Said up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine
Said up high I'm strong enough to take these dreams and make them mine
Repeat Chorus until fade
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
"A wealthy woman who was traveling overseas saw a bracelet she thought was irresistible, so she sent her husband this cable: "Have found wonderful bracelet. Price $75,000. May I buy it?" Her husband promptly wired back this response: "No, price too high." But the cable operator omitted the comma, so the woman received this message: "No price too high." Elated, she purchased the bracelet. Needless to say, at her return her husband was dismayed. It was just a little thing--a comma--but what a difference it made! "
Pag nakalimutan mo ang mga maliliit na bagay, pwedeng disaster ang haharapin mo. dun sa story sa taas omitted ang comma. sa Story sa baba (also from Our Daily Bread) dinagdagan naman ng comma...
"A panda walks into a café. He orders a sandwich, eats it, then draws a gun and proceeds to fire it at the other patrons.
'Why?' asks the confused, surviving waiter amidst the carnage, as the panda makes towards the exit. The panda produces a badly punctuated wildlife manual and tosses it over his shoulder.
'Well, I’m a panda,' he says at the door. 'Look it up.'
The waiter turns to the relevant entry in the manual and, sure enough, finds an explanation. 'Panda. Large black-and-white bear-like mammal, native to China.
Eats, shoots and leaves.'”
NOTE: Yes Atticus, I do read religious materials.
Deal with it. Capisce?
Saturday, December 15, 2007
Dear Koryn and Isabel, you two don't know each other. I haven't met either one of you. But for me, the song of Creed is the perfect description of both your "websites"... that And the movie 300. That's why when I came across this YouTube video with scenes from the Movie 300 spiced up by the song Weathered, I just couldn't let it pass.
Your strength is inspiring Koryn. I have read some of your entries... The most important parts (especially the ones with your picture in Bora wearing those skimpy two-piece bikinis). and your entries about what happened a few years back. and how you bounced back. I now have a faint idea why the Tequila in your website is elegantly black.
Isabel, with a little alchemy of attitude, your goth-like spunk can turn into golden courage.
"The day reminds me of you
The night hides your truth
The earth is a voice
Speaking to you
Take all this pride
And leave it behind
'Cause one day it ends
One day we die
Believe what you will
That is your right
But I choose to win
I choose to fight
To fight"-- Creed
Thursday, December 06, 2007
even after a long absence I have not forgotten.
Ready or not, I'm coming, Old friend.
So do your worst...
you bloody bastard." --Prayer to Poseidon
DearKids, the first movie Sadie watched was "Surf's Up" (on the eve of your Mom's Birthday this year) while Sabine was "Shaggy the Dog". Sage's first movie was "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone." Except for Ate Sage, you all enjoyed your first movies. But Ate Sage was practically traumatized. She was barely a year old when she saw on a fifty foot silver screen an image of fluffy, a three headed dog, descendant of Cerberus. She didn't get to choose her first movie. I chose it for her. I was trying to make a point.
DUMB of me.
HP was a controversial movie because some religious people say it's about seducing kids to join the dark side. I say, if your religious belief makes you scared of HP and Rock Music, then your faith is not founded on the Rock of ages, Christ. Regardless of that simple truth, there are artworks that should not be seen by kids even with adult supervision. You and Harry Potter taught me that.
That's why, I don't think I'm going to let you watch the Golden Compass. Not yet. But don't get me wrong. The author is an atheist but I believe the theme is not about killing God (which is dumb) but defying FALSE gods. That theme is as old as the scriptures. The books of Daniel, Jeremiah and all the prophets of old exhort us to kill Baal, Nimrod, Idols of Babylon, etc. And as I have said before two blogs down, when I mention gods in this blog, I'm referring to false gods, those humans we tend to idolize, those who present themselves as special messiahs but are just garden variety wolves in sheep's clothing. That's why I'm no fan of totalitarian bastards (tanong mo kay Atticus)... And ofcourse I'm also referring to those petty gods romanticized in greek myths like in the Poseidon Prayer above.
So someday maybe you will decide to see it with your barkada. But just like HP, remember, it's just a movie.
Now just in case you are wondering what is the most anti-catholic book I've read, well it isn't HP or The constipated Davinci Code. It's the THORN BIRDS. But the saving grace of that book is that it is just like me-- An ANTI-ABORTION FEMINIST.
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
William Cullen Bryant (1794-1878)
To the Fringed Gentian.
THOU blossom bright with autumn dew,
And coloured with the heaven's own blue,
That openest when the quiet light
Succeeds the keen and frosty night.
Thou comest not when violets lean
O'er wandering brooks and springs unseen,
Or columbines, in purple dressed,
Nod o'er the ground-bird's hidden nest.
Thou waitest late and com'st alone,
When woods are bare and birds are flown,
And frosts and shortening days portend
The aged year is near his end.
Then doth thy sweet and quiet eye
Look through its fringes to the sky,
Blue—blue—as if that sky let fall
A flower from its cerulean wall.
I would that thus, when I shall see
The hour of death draw near to me,
Hope, blossoming within my heart,
May look to heaven as I depart.
IN the Senator's case, he knows that if he surrenders, the cold, wintry jail cell awaits him; all his other friends will abandon him like flowers fallen to the ground and his political friends will migrate to the side of the winning party (the Government). But still, when there's HOPE in your heart there' s so much to live for: A new LOVE, a brighter future, or maybe, even just a glimpse of the fabled Fringed Gentian.
-- Ninang Nila Sage