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2 Corinthians 4:7-9 "But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed."
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    Monday, October 31, 2005

    On Friends and Sacrifices

    Today, I have realized that as I get older and in keeping the good friends I have now, I am subjected to make varying degrees of sacrifices for them. I must admit that they are actually difficult ones and although it isn't obviously given, I am expected to take these challenges as though I were leaving my comfort zone and walking on unfamiliar waters.

    Things were easy when I was little--like sharing your baon or fighting side-by-side with a friend against a bully in school. I gladly did them for my friends. But now, things get a little tougher. And with every decision I choose to make, I must take responsibility and even go out of my way for my friends.

    Still, I gladly sacrifice. Or offer what I have, for that matter. Because I know that with the quality of friends that I have, all this is so worth it.

    Thursday, October 27, 2005

    Sembreak...Ho-hum's...

    I hate rainy days. It ruins the mood for everything. Except a good cup of coffee, of course--anytime for coffee.

    OT: Last Tuesday (Oct.25), somebody dear celebrated his 2_th birthday. The moment I woke up, I sang the birthday song for him (out loud! haha!). Where is he?

    Saturday, October 22, 2005

    Why I'd Love To Be Jean Grey

    (Hep! DOCTOR Jean Grey, mind you!)

    I have just finished watching the first X-MEN movie on local tv. And can I just *scream* for a while!!! Okay, for the record, X-Men is the ONLY animation that I've grown to love since I was a kid (elementary). I have the fondest memories of it that still thrills up to this age. My classmates and I formed a group called, well of course "X-Men", and we would meet after class to play, well indeed "X-Men fight scenes/stunts". I had SOOO much fun with it! I could very well remember how I saved up for my very first (and actually, the only one I had) X-Men glossy comic book, brought it to class to show it off to my X-Men friends and got totally pissed off when my adviser confiscated it. (This is a confession:) I even tried to sneak in her desk to take my comic book back! (But to no avail, she has apparently kept it elsewhere.)

    I so love X-Men. That is why, after I have seen X-Men 2, I was very much engrossed when I've finally watched the first X-Men tonight. First, because of my long desired character, Jean Grey. Second, because of *scream again* Hugh Jackman!! The 37-year-old actor unbelievably swept me off my feet! Why can't Jean Grey just end up with Logan and not with Scott?! Cyclops (Scott) is so girly...he's my definition of a "girly guy"--suplado, pikon, seloso, OA sa pagka-protective and for some reason, I hate it when he's told to close his eyes and his character just leaves him, well nonetheless closing his eyes! Wala man lang show of emotions!! While on the other hand, this Wolverine...suave guy, presko, lakas ng dating, MACHO, siga...pero sometimes, masyadong brusko. Parang man of steel. Dun lumalamang si Scott. Scott fills in the "softy" roles. (I love the scene when he runs over to Jean after she fainted in the Cerebro and while holding her in his arms, tried to wake her up "Please wake up" *aaaww*) Syempre di patatalo si Logan! He also had his kilig moment when he woke up while Dr.Jean was examining his wounds and told him that this kid Rogue probably liked him. Logan said, "Yeah? Well, tell her my heart belongs to someone else" and later on kissed Jean's hand. Heehee! Haba ng hair mo, Famke Janssen! (weird name too)

    This exactly is the reason why it's so cool to be Jean Grey. Not only does she have an effortless super power (telekinesis...it's too easy to do her stunts, btw...just stand right in front of the villan and squint your eyes a bit), she also has the attention of two cuties!! Is that fair?! She's got it all--beauty, brains and BOYS! Haha!

    Oh Lord, please let me be Jean Grey in my dreams tonight!

    X's: I searched the net and found that Hugh Jackman actually played Gaston in some Beauty and the Beast theater presentation! *aaaww* Can't wait for X3!! Mark your calendars, fellow X-Men fans--MAY 2006!

    Saturday, October 08, 2005

    Smile Like You Mean It



    Did I just miss The Killers feature at Channel V?! I JUST DID!! I slept on it!! ARGHHH!! (points to Sleep) You are a traitor! You never did me good! Traitor! Traitor!

    Banas!

    I hate shy people.
    I hate mediocrity.
    I don't like to live my life with so many unaccomplished things.
    that I should've done even if it pains my sorry ass.
    just coz there are some things in life that are categorized under the term NEEDED.
    (such as...memorizing ALL the prototype drugs in Pharmacology)
    I am not happy about one-time achievements
    or some fifteen-minute fame.
    I honestly don't need it. (nax!)
    coz they don't really matter as you go on in life
    what people care about is how you sustain and carry on
    that's what I'm trying to do
    but at the moment,
    I just hate what I am becoming ever since I entered med school
    I hate people easily
    just coz I am expected to be tough
    and ravel through all broken glasses of disappointments with bare feet
    and yes, I am being hard on myself
    and I love it. (ngiiii!)
    because I hate people who are being such a baby
    and no way will I be one of 'em...pssh, (pissed sigh, i.e.) BABIES (for emphasis)
    I abhor tigers who are actually kittens.
    I hate the secular idea that when you're kind and gentle,
    people think that you are a weakling. and deformed.
    and they can disregard your feelings...just like that.
    I have a problem on picking up my old broken pieces
    and I would have to bleed on it for ages
    and if ever I stop bleeding on it
    I probably did not really stop bleeding
    I was only desensitized.
    I hate losing...
    without a fight.
    even if all I really had was a "fighting spirit"
    and nothing else
    I will still work it! (doin' the "gurlfriend" snap)
    this is not a poem
    and this goes out to no one
    but if no one actually defines someone and even anyone
    I don't care
    I just needed something (this, not even close) to vent my pathetic emotions on
    But because I am a Christian
    and I don't want to disregard to what God has already done in my life
    I will say sorry with sincerity and with all of my heart
    I may resort to crying for now
    but in time, I have better days ahead of me
    because redemption never failed me...yet
    I am a jar of clay
    full of hot, tasty coffee. *smile*



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