This one reminds me of what some people say as "hitting two birds in one stone". Giving honor to a fellow blogger through the award and getting to know the blogger in depth through a tag. An award and a tag that I just coined to be a "Tag-Award".
Anyway, got this from prinsesamusang . At first I've known musang before as just a mere lover of cats in blogworld since most of her posts then were about her pretty and talented cat. Am not a cat lover to be honest, but because of musang's strong influence, i have learned to find joy with what funny things cats can do. But just when I thought that all her views were just about her cats, later I've seen the more inspiring musang with such wit in her posts. Thanks girl! Am not used to dealing with tags but i'll try give it a shot.
Top ten honest things about me:
1. Am a blogger since 2005 from other successful site i must say ( now still existing though). but due to personal matter, I came to be 'nyl' to try writing without being identified. i realized na mas masarap pala ang feeling nung you just write to inspire people (or not at all ) with what you do without people knowing your real identity.
2. I salivate each time I see green mango (di nman buntis!) weird parang aso!:D
3. I cry over sad movies. (tao lang!0)
4. I am not much into details..mas gusto kong tingnan ang isang bagay in one whole spectrum whether its an issue or an object.
5. I can't dance.
6. I am clumsy...madalas akong mabunggo sa mga door knobs at matapilok sa daan. In other words: no poise!
7. I love music..part of my system.
8. I hate competition. Magpagalingan na lahat ng tao sa mundo, wala akong pakialam..kaya kelan man di ako sisikat at yayaman..hehe!
9. I have not tried riding any carousel or ferris wheel.
10. The farthest place that I've traveled far is only through my imagination(joke lang!)..seriously it's the city of Cebu only.
Now am passing this on to all readers who might have wished to answer the tag. And whether you're just new in blogosphere or not..you still deserve this "honest weblog" award. :)
To do this one here are the mechanics :
“When accepting this auspicious award, you must write a post bragging about it, including the name of the misguided soul who thinks you deserve such acclaim, and link back to said person so everyone knows he or she is real.” “Choose a minimum of 7 blogs that you find brilliant in content or design. Or improvise by including bloggers who have no idea who you are because you don’t have 7 friends. Show the 7 random victims’ names and links and leave a harassing comment informing them that they were prized with “Honest Weblog.” Well, there’s no prize, but they can keep the nifty icon. List at least ten honest things about yourself. Then, pass it on!”
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Monday, February 2, 2009
My naive scent
If there's another thing I find myself funny and even silly, it's the naivety that I seem to have over things that some people labeled to be "branded". To be honest I am not the type of woman who knows so much about beauty products. My being a late bloomer of course is no excuse(haha!). That's a confession. Just that I am confined into what's conventional in my own viewpoint. A Lipstick or lip shiner and some face powder are the only women thing that I am used to wearing when I go out. And about this Talk Perfume thing, I use cologne more often than perfume. Strong scents would at times cause me headache.
Talking about naivety, well, I don't know if that's the right term but there's this funny story about my first time to have tried a quite expensive perfume. That was actually a gift to me from my cousin who just arrived from working abroad. He gave me this big bottle of imported perfume. Well, since I wanted to have it consumed than just preserving it as a collection and so I tried to use it almost every time I was out. But then as minutes would passed by, I wonder why I no longer felt its scent on me. And so what I did was that I kept spraying that perfume on my body until I realized that after a week, the bottle was already half empty. Oh, well,only later then some experts told me that there are expensive perfumes that you won't really smell its scent by yourself but just other people near you can. And I was like "wow!" when I realized how some men that would passed by me, looked at me at times like wanting to devour me. The bad thing is that I had no idea if it's about my perfume that might have caused them headache for its strong scent or something else because they were not talking in the first place! Now I've learned my lesson. I felt so embarrassed over that fact. Whew, my naive!:O
Talking about naivety, well, I don't know if that's the right term but there's this funny story about my first time to have tried a quite expensive perfume. That was actually a gift to me from my cousin who just arrived from working abroad. He gave me this big bottle of imported perfume. Well, since I wanted to have it consumed than just preserving it as a collection and so I tried to use it almost every time I was out. But then as minutes would passed by, I wonder why I no longer felt its scent on me. And so what I did was that I kept spraying that perfume on my body until I realized that after a week, the bottle was already half empty. Oh, well,only later then some experts told me that there are expensive perfumes that you won't really smell its scent by yourself but just other people near you can. And I was like "wow!" when I realized how some men that would passed by me, looked at me at times like wanting to devour me. The bad thing is that I had no idea if it's about my perfume that might have caused them headache for its strong scent or something else because they were not talking in the first place! Now I've learned my lesson. I felt so embarrassed over that fact. Whew, my naive!:O
Promises are not meant to be broken
I was surprised to hear Arnel Pineda's story when once in his life he was indulged into prohibited drugs. He bravely confessed that it almost ruined not only his life but also his family. His wife already thought of leaving him then. But God never comes late to all who seek for conversion. While there is more to life and while drug treatment is never impossible, Arnel's life shifted into a one big package full of wonderful hopes and promises.
Now, looking at how Arnel Pineda has gone far, already a successful singer of his time. I always believe that while there is life, there is also hope. If you know someone who is into the same situation, it is never too late to help them and be inspired like Arnel. Do visit too treatmentdrug.org as they will help you and promise to build your dreams again because for them promises are not meant to be broken.
Now, looking at how Arnel Pineda has gone far, already a successful singer of his time. I always believe that while there is life, there is also hope. If you know someone who is into the same situation, it is never too late to help them and be inspired like Arnel. Do visit too treatmentdrug.org as they will help you and promise to build your dreams again because for them promises are not meant to be broken.
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
five years curriculum
The CHED (Commission on Higher Education) proposed a five-year college curriculum for Liberal Arts(AB), Education and Nursing courses. The reason is that the CHED wants an even more quality graduates. OK, i got the point. Easy to understand , right? The intention is clear-QUALITY GRADUATE. But wait, do these people in this office stop to realize how bad our economy has become, financial crisis so alarming and and parents work their butt 24/7 only to sustain the needs of their children especially on educational finances? Well, I think I'll see more undergraduates in the next millennium if this proposed plan of CHED for 2010 will push through.
Well, I suggest that instead of adding one year for these courses, why don't they just plan on having more trainings and seminars for teachers for them to be even more effective in their fields? More programs that will enhance the capabilities of teachers in the teaching profession. The intention of CHED is however good for our future graduates but taking a closer look of the other side of the coin, one year is another burden to all parents or gurdians' part. Ang sa aking lang, hirap na nga tayong magpaaral ng anak sa college dadagdagan pa ng CHED ang pasanin ng mga magulang.
And so for me, I say NO to this proposal and yes to more trainings and seminars for all educators. Makisimpatiya naman tayo sa hirap ng buhay ngayon. There is an alternative to all our goals where none will be affected. Sa aking opinyon, wala naman yun sa haba ng taon ang learning eh, it's in the training grounds for the students to be competent when they graduate. And a good training ground already started by the time we learn the ABC's in kindergarten.
Well, I suggest that instead of adding one year for these courses, why don't they just plan on having more trainings and seminars for teachers for them to be even more effective in their fields? More programs that will enhance the capabilities of teachers in the teaching profession. The intention of CHED is however good for our future graduates but taking a closer look of the other side of the coin, one year is another burden to all parents or gurdians' part. Ang sa aking lang, hirap na nga tayong magpaaral ng anak sa college dadagdagan pa ng CHED ang pasanin ng mga magulang.
And so for me, I say NO to this proposal and yes to more trainings and seminars for all educators. Makisimpatiya naman tayo sa hirap ng buhay ngayon. There is an alternative to all our goals where none will be affected. Sa aking opinyon, wala naman yun sa haba ng taon ang learning eh, it's in the training grounds for the students to be competent when they graduate. And a good training ground already started by the time we learn the ABC's in kindergarten.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
who am i
One fine Saturday afternoon, while washing the dishes, a loud noise from one room in the house got me pissed off. I stopped to sneak what was the fuzz. And there I saw my 11-year-old nephew (my nephews are used to visit us home during weekends) singing loudly with the song online. I asked him to lower the volume finding my nephews already grown to be a little wild in their choice of music. I've always abhorred rock music esp. when it's just plain noise and lyrics have no substance. I do not see it an art in an aspect. Art has to have substance, i believe. However, as i looked at the lyrics of the song, i felt ashamed to have realized that what I thought to be just plain rock music that my nephew was so into, is a song about an ordinary one to an extraordinary God. I don't know if my nephew has really come to understand the meaning of the song other than just liking its melody. The following morning, I went to hear mass. The church is just a walking distance from where I reside. The theme of the mass was about "conversion". I don't know if it was just mere coincidence that while the priest went on with his sermon, he sang some lines from the song that my nephew just listened to on that Saturday afternoon. The priest associated the song to the theme of the mass that got me teary-eyed. I don't know if it's the music that moved me or the thought of an 11-year-old boy liking the song or must have been feeling the message of it at such an age. I don't know exactly what lesson does the music try to press on me but I know that if there's one thing that I learned on that very day, it's being able to control my emotion from the noise around me and listen more with patience to God's message of love out of life's cacophony. Here goes the song...
Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.
Bridge:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
Chorus:
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am yours.
I am yours.
Who am I?
That the Lord of all the earth,
Would care to know my name,
Would care to feel my hurt.
Who am I?
That the bright and morning star,
Would choose to light the way,
For my ever wandering heart.
Bridge:
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
Chorus:
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Who am I?
That the eyes that see my sin
Would look on me with love
And watch me rise again.
Who am I?
That the voice that calmed the sea,
Would call out through the rain,
And calm the storm in me.
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
Not because of who I am,
But because of what you've done.
Not because of what I've done,
But because of who you are.
I am a flower quickly fading,
Here today and gone tomorrow,
A wave tossed in the ocean,
A vapor in the wind.
Still you hear me when I'm calling,
Lord, you catch me when I'm falling,
And you've told me who I am.
I am yours.
I am yours.
I am yours.
Whom shall I fear?
Whom shall I fear?
'Cause I am yours.
I am yours.
Saturday, January 24, 2009
uneven..
Pasintabi sa mga kumakain habang nakikibasa.(But hey!this foot is clean!hehe!) I just couldn't help it. My sister has just been very kind to show me the difference :D
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Let's talk about age
I remember quite well when my language professor reminded us one time that, "it is unethical to ask an elder of his/her age." Well, she must be right. However, some of my classmates in language class weren't really convinced about her view, they tried to get other teacher's point of view, also from a lady professor of almost same age as our language prof. She was our teacher in literature. Her views went this way, "asking about one's age depends on one's sensitivity or openness about the idea. If you were to ask me about my age, well, that's fine with me. I am open to it."
Well, talking about sensitivity is a lot also different from talking about acceptance. Whether we like it or not, we will age. I've known some who cower over the idea that they're already in their early and mid 40's. They feel awkward to think about aging in their part. Sometimes I wonder what is it really about aging that we all are afraid to look at. Isn't it wonderful to realize that we have gone far enough in life? Well, unless one has aged and yet hasn't learned from life yet. I personally respect how some people see the aging thing as a big issue. To ask or not to ask about it..it doesn't really matter to me. But what really matters is that, even when we keep the idea of getting older within ourselves each year, we'll never forget to thank God about what we have become as a person to be so blessed to enjoy more about the things in life. :)
Well, talking about sensitivity is a lot also different from talking about acceptance. Whether we like it or not, we will age. I've known some who cower over the idea that they're already in their early and mid 40's. They feel awkward to think about aging in their part. Sometimes I wonder what is it really about aging that we all are afraid to look at. Isn't it wonderful to realize that we have gone far enough in life? Well, unless one has aged and yet hasn't learned from life yet. I personally respect how some people see the aging thing as a big issue. To ask or not to ask about it..it doesn't really matter to me. But what really matters is that, even when we keep the idea of getting older within ourselves each year, we'll never forget to thank God about what we have become as a person to be so blessed to enjoy more about the things in life. :)
Put a style on your windows!
Interior designing is not only every housewife's hobby but everybody's aim to modernize their homes. We want to make sure that no matter how simple our homes may be, we still aim to put a touch of elegance in it. One of the things that add grandeur to every home is decorating our windows and put style on them. As for my personal choice, I prefer the use of wrought iron double curtain rods as one of my window treatments . It is my very way to put a touch of elegance on them. I have always wanted to make things within my home full of life and surprises. And decorating is my life! When my mother just finished designing her two-storey house with four bedrooms in the second floor, I suggest that she may also start decorating her bedrooms' windows with war style curtain rods since I've known her to be still very much in love with the old antique styles.Well, at this present in time it is really time-consuming to search for the best materials for our home decors. Designing our home putting finesse on it can sometimes be pressuring. We may come to our friends or relatives to consult or ask for very good suggestions. Finding my mom at her age, I don't want her to feel the headache of choosing or looking for the best store in town for her home designing. I, then search the easy way for her. And so I suggest looking for the best Wrought Iron web store online for her windows. I found one superb store that offers also very good discount price for all! The wroughtironhaven.com has its way to give its customer a satisfactory service while offering 1,300 home & garden items for everybody to choose from. My mom is very choosy in her choice of color for her curtains and the designs of her windows. Well, I think I also got the same trait from her as I too am very particular with the styles of my home decorations. The styles that I mean do not only limit on how to decorate my windows but every little detail that I want to put into my furnitures. Style your homes with the touch of antique, elegant and timeless through wroughtironhaven.com .
Decorating our interior can be fun! I see life as full of surprises each time I start to do the make-over in my home. Friends couldn't help but feel awed and yet so much relaxed each time they see how I put grandeur in my interior. Of course I also would want to share how I've come up with the idea in designing. I need not to look and pay a professional interior designer to make my house even more elegant-looking yet simple. I told my friends that I only have one very good secret to make things possible without making me too tired to drive in town searching for the best home decors. And that even if I get too stressed coming from work, I still get to relax and get a good breathing space in my home. My very great help in all these is just a click away from my pc's keyboard and its nothing else but wroughtironhaven.com!
Tuesday, January 20, 2009
To note
I am packing up some old stuff in a storage unit while waiting for the breaking news about Obama's inauguration today. Watching Americans in t.v, hmm.. they must be excited.:)
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