to everything there is a season
May 27, 2008The other night, I flipped through the pages of the Holy Bible. I was asking so many questions about life and my frustrations were once again settling in. I just asked HIM to direct me to the page that would answer my heart, and there, I found the most beautiful chapter that gave me peace.
Chapter 3
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- There is an appointed time for everything, and a time for every affair under the heavens.
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- A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to uproot the plant.
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- A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to tear down, and a time to build.
- 4
- A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.
- 5
- A time to scatter stones, and a time to gather them; a time to embrace, and a time to be far from embraces.
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- A time to seek, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away.
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- A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to be silent, and a time to speak.
- 8
- A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
- 9
- What advantage has the worker from his toil?
- 10
- I have considered the task which God has appointed for men to be busied about.
- 11
- He has made everything appropriate to its time, and has put the timeless into their hearts, without men’s ever discovering, from beginning to end, the work which God has done.
- 12
- I recognized that there is nothing better than to be glad and to do well during life.
- 13
- For every man, moreover, to eat and drink and enjoy the fruit of all his labor is a gift of God.
- 14
- I recognized that whatever God does will endure forever; there is no adding to it, or taking from it. Thus has God done that he may be revered.
- 15
- What now is has already been; what is to be, already is; and God restores what would otherwise be displaced.
- 16
- And still under the sun in the judgment place I saw wickedness, and in the seat of justice, iniquity.
- 17
- And I said to myself, both the just and the wicked God will judge, since there is a time for every affair and on every work a judgment.
- 18
- I said to myself: As for the children of men, it is God’s way of testing them and of showing that they are in themselves like beasts.
- 19
- For the lot of man and of beast is one lot; the one dies as well as the other. Both have the same life-breath, and man has no advantage over the beast; but all is vanity.
- 20
- Both go to the same place; both were made from the dust, and to the dust they both return.
- 21
- Who knows if the life-breath of the children of men goes upward and the life-breath of beasts goes earthward?
- 22
- And I saw that there is nothing better for a man than to rejoice in his work; for this is his lot. Who will let him see what is to come after him?
It’s really awesome. HE really is an AWESOME GOD. Ü
cloudy day
May 20, 2008I still can’t move on. I know I should be optimistic about things but law school has taught me that more than being hopeful, I should always be ready to accept things the way they are brought to me. Well, I got my grade list yesterday and I have to admit that I was so happy. I really, really love the list because I got good grades from good professors. However, one of my subjects showed 0.00**, which means I have to verify my grade with the registrar. I did but they ended up telling me that I should ask Atty. Zarah. I was so perplexed. I was floating, and I still am.
I sought Allen’s help and he in turn sought Boy’s (Atty. Ron) help. Boy was the one who asked Atty. Zarah. He just said that Atty. Zarah just called the school and she promised to take care of it. Whaaatt? What about my grade??? Is it good or bad? Well, I really don’t know. I still have to wait. Hayy. Kelan ko kaya malalaman? Sa takdang panahon? Kelan naman yun?
All I want and need to know is whether I made it or not. I don’t care about the exact number… It should be positive… It should…. 
tears, red tape and mango jacket plus blabbers
May 17, 2008I cried a bucket yesterday. I could not help it. I guess I was so emotionally consumed, harassed, pressured, name it! It is a job-related thing. I never cried over a job thingy except twice: when I was resigning from my two previous employments. (Weird. But I just hate goodbyes. Exit interviews. Wishing luck. I just get too emotional because of the attachment that I have developed during my stay, and it has always been years of attachment. Not that I’m old. I just started young. Ü Well, it’s one thing that I’m proud of. I was college graduate at the age of 19, and having said that, I’m also proud of the fact that I was already working even before I graduated. My independence started young. Oh, I’m starting to blabber so much).
The thing is, I cried yesterday. It was witnessed by manong (my driver when i’m on official business… kahiya). But I’m so thankful because he understood and he didn’t even ask questions while I was spilling tears at the backseat. I needed something major from PDEA. I just cried because there were so many changes in the procedure and the task just landed on my lap out of nowhere. It was something appropriate for a techie who knows the variance and percentage content of Hydrochloric Acid and other acids on earth (the what???). A production manager should have been there, but I was sent there and I failed to answer his questions. He could have asked me about the Periodic Table of Elements, and I know I could have answered well enough. I just had Chemistry 101, and nothing else. At the end of the line, the OIC said that I have to revise the joint affidavit, office hours on Fridays end at 12 noon, be back on Monday. Shitty shit! After battling traffic jam and harassing manong to find the easiest path, I still could not get what I needed. I cried because : no. 1 — I felt stupid for failing to answer the questions posed before me. no. 2 — I was too tired. no. 3 — I was angry. It was crazy. I should not have cried. But I did.
In the afternoon, I went to DENR-NCR to inquire about our lumber license. At 4pm, people were all set to go home — bags packed, computer solitaire, chitchat here, chitchat there, RTW sales, etc. The contact person was on the phone and I bet she was dealing with something outside her official functions. I was busy observing until I heard someone muttered, " uy..Asahi Glass…ano nga yung last year, CRUSTACIA!". (whattt???) So I asked Jen if they actually treated them out last year (in the form of representation expense). She said yes and confirmed that it was at Crustacia. I sent her text: "HUwaat? Mahal dun ah. Pinili ba nila yun? Lahat sila kasama kahit di kasama sa plant inspection?". Jen replied: " Hay nako! OO, lahat sila sasama. We were suggesting another place but they insisted na sa CRUSTACIA. At take note, nag-oorder sila ng gusto nila at may take home pa. Naka 14K nga kami last year!"
My goolai! 14K for lunch and for their attitude. ANG KAPAL NG MUKHA! We are not asking for anything other than their official functions! DENR-NCR, ibang level kayo. HOY GISING!
To end my day right, I just bought something for myself. I used spare money that "would" be arriving from sistah. Instead of using the sum for movies and starbucks, I bought a MANGO jacket. HIHI. But not from the store. I discovered a one of a kind store where you could find ORIGINAL pieces (really! ORIGINAL Zara, Topshop, Mango & G200!). I saw this jacket at MANGO and it’s worth 2k plus and I got it at Php 649.50.
So much for the blabbers! HAPPY weekend friends. And to those who are reviewng for the BAR exams: relax and breathe. Ü
manila zoo
May 10, 2008
asleep and enchanting
alone & hungry
black & bold
tall and slim
prada or gucci?
go figure!
go figure part 2!
neighbors
old & weary
suplado
doing its thing
COLLISION! Sobrang natuwa ako dito. Muntik na talagang sumalpok si ate. Buti na lang effective ang powers niya!
This is my favorite human shot.
"Iwan"
super tsuper!
May 1, 2008Sa linggong ito, dalawang nakakatuwang tsuper ang nakahuntahan ko.
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TSUPER NO. 1 (TAXI)
tsuper1 : ang init po ano?
ako: oo nga po eh. nakakasakit ng ulo. kumusta naman ang byahe niyo? Kumikita naman?
tsuper1: ayos naman po. pinagkakasya. madami hong gastos. graduating ho kasi ung anak ko sa UST eh. mahirap po maging single tatay.
ako: naku, single tatay? asan po ung wife nyo?
tsuper1: andun sa canada. hindi na bumalik. ako pa nga ang nangutang ng 100,000 para makaalis siya pero hindi na siya nagpakita.
ako: (speechless)
tsuper1: nakakakilabot nga ho. 8 months pa lang ung anak ko ng umalis sya. mabuti na lang at mabait ung anak ko at nag-aaral mabuti.
ako: hayaan niyo na ho yun. tutal malapit na ho makatapos ung anak niyo. kayang kaya niyo yan. teka kuya, dyan na lang po ako sa tabi.
tsuper1: salamat po.
ako: ingat po.
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TSUPER NO. 2 (FX)
may bumabang matandang lalaki. tapos pinagbuksan niya yung matandang babae sa likod at inalalayan.
tsuper2: ang sweet. matanda na pero ang sweet pa rin no? sana ganyan ang asawa ko pag matanda na kami. eh walang ka-sweet sweet sa katawan.
ako: hehe. bakit naman po? baka di rin kayo sweet?
tsuper2: nako hindi ho. sweet ho ako. alam niyo ba ung tatlong anak ko: 13, 12 at 10 years old tumatabi skin matulog. hindi tumatabi sa nanay nila. ewan ko ba. nagsisisi yata ang asawa ko kase nakapag-asawa sya ng unggoy.
ako: hehe.
tsuper2: mamaya nga uuwi ako ng maaga. may concert kase ung anak ko. kumakanta sa simbahan. magagalit yun pag di ako nagpunta eh.
ako: naku kaya bilisan niyo na ang pagpasada. congrats po sa anak niyo.
tsuper2: thank you.
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Naisip ko, ang hirap din naman ng trabaho nila. Ang init ng panahon. Ang bagal ng takbo ng trapiko. HIndi sa lahat ng panahon ay malakas ang kita. At madalas ay wala silang kausap.
Alam ko na ang mga bilang na minuto ng aming mga pag-uusap ay sapat na upang kahit papaano ay gumaan ang kanilang araw.
Hindi ko sila kilala. Marahil hindi rin nila ako matatandaan. Pero hindi ba’t mas masarap alalahanin kung ano ang nagawa mo para sa isang tao kaysa sa alalahanin kung ano ang pangalan mo? Ü
