the worst thing i have to complain about is too much ham, so its not too bad here.
take care all
tron
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Encounter with the ADAA Boss - Subscribe
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(To be edited) Early morning, I wrote a letter to Dr. Calasanz, the Associate Dean for Academic Affairs. I looked for his complete name, because that's what going to appear in the addressee part of the paper. And so I found, "Dr. Eduardo Jose E. Calasanz" and read some info about him, "Fr. Dacanay's bestfriend", "Got A+ from Fr. Ferriols". So I thought, he's really good. I had the chance to talk to Dr. Calasanz, the man behind the urban legend that he got an A+ from Fr. Ferriols (which I read when I searched on his name to know his full name). I had a problem with my load revision form. I forgot to furnish it to the accounting department and to the registrar, so that even though I already completed the course (I already took the final exam!), my grade will not counted under my second semester. When I gave my incomplete load revision form and have been called by Dr. Calasanz, he said immediately as I entered the room, "Alam mo kung ano 'to? KATANGAHAN!" (Do you know what this is? Stubborness!" I was laughing but also embarassed, because I know that the two secretaries outside were listening to our conversation. Dr Calasanz was wondering why I did such a thing. He interrogated me, "What school do you come from?" I said, "Pisay." He may be thinking that I am making a joke. But I really am. "Sir, is it true that you got an A+ from Fr. Ferriols?", He said, "No, no, that was only an urban legend. Even the article that was attributed to me was not mine." And there was comic relief. He asked me to talk to one of the teachers in the Political Science Department if they will allow me to enlist in one of the classes without attending to it. I would need more personality power. And more, interesting mode. I might take the class again, because I want to study the subject better, I guess. |
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When this happens Feb 21st, 2009 2:32:10 pm - Subscribe
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They say, learning to love yourself Is the greatest love of all. I say, that happens when the world has already told you, "You better love yourself, because the world does not love you anymore." Why should I share my problems If I can't solve my problems myself? I always talk about myself What I want to be What I am doing I never listen to what the other is really saying. I didn't even become sensitive to their own feelings. But, I will fix this. I will. |
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On my visit to GCF Main Feb 7th, 2009 1:46:28 am - Subscribe
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| Later I will visit my friends from Greenhills Christian Fellowship. Honestly, I had lost my spiritual high five days after the college camp I attended last October. I also know that I had already lost interest in the activities. But maybe it's because it's been a long time since I last attended a Sunday service. But I will go there because I love the people there and my friends are there: Tim, Jon, Najee, Jourd. I know some of them, but most of them they know me and love me. |
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Time, time Jan 15th, 2009 3:53:38 am - Subscribe
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There is time to study and a time to laugh, a time to pray and a time to be loud, a time to enjoy and a time to cry. There are always time for many things in life. The only thing that makes you different is how you spend your time everyday. You think but you are not acting that way. |
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hope you're all well. the worst thing i have to complain about is too much ham, so its not too bad here. take care all tron |
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Life is a test. Sep 26th, 2008 9:05:45 am - Subscribe
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| Problems can really destroy us, unless we choose to deal with them courageously. Yes, deal with them. Not escape from them. They will always be in our lives. And I think we will not be able to grow if we will only take them for granted. A lesson always lies hidden in each problem. So it's up to us whether or not we will do our best to overcome each problem and learn from it. Life is a test. Happiness is a choice. |
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I had the mother in law of all anxiety attacks last night. there were visions and uncontrollable crying. There was feeling 'lost' and small. I was engulfed by a wave that I didn't see or hear coming. Then suddenly I was under. Afraid. Lost . There was nothing I could do, except wait. |
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Unsent letter -MGF I try to talk to you And can't get past the weather The friend I thought I knew Found somethin' somewhere better So I'm hangin' on your line Thought we could speak together Don't know what it is with you You seem gone forever I'm spending all my time Driving 'round, faking clever With a girl who seem alright And another one who's better I don't know if I lied When I said we're not together But I tried to talk to you And somehow you seem gone... I know what could've been Try not to think about it Found it hard to live with this Longed to live without it My dreams have caught me out I find myself surrounded By the odds of our own ends Enough said about it I'm spending all my time Driving 'round, faking clever With a girl who seem alright And another one who's better I don't know if I lied When I said we're not together But I tried to talk to you And somehow you seem gone... I've given up some things I guess that doesn't matter Started other things I guess that doesn't matter I finally wrote your song Another unsent letter In a pile addressed to you Care of something somewhere better I'm spending all my time Driving 'round, faking clever With a girl who seem alright And another one who's better I don't know if I lied When I said we're not together But I tried to talk to you And somehow you seem gone... I'm spending all my time Driving 'round, faking clever With a girl who seem alright And another one who's better I don't know if I lied When I said that I'm together But I tried to talk to you And somehow you seem gone forever Yeah, I tried to talk to you And somehow you seem gone forever Yeah, I tried to talk to you Somehow you seem gone... If you know, then you'll see the irony of what was and what is. I'm crying tonight because I've lost two... two because I wasn't able to make the right decisions. The internet swallowed my post. So maybe you're not meant to know... There's nothing I wouldn't do for either of them... So I wish I were as cold as a cast iron cunt. |