back in abelardo hall
despite the frequent pangs of guilt, i decided to watch the up cherubim and seraphim concert at the expense of my last exam in neuro. i did have a whole lot of fun, so i guess it's okay.
the choir sounded really good, and their uniform reminded me of fruit-flavored
mentos candy.
plus, i got to see some very good friends whom i haven't seen in ages.
so yeah, i did have fun.Ü
verse for the day:
shout for joy to the Lord, all the earth, burst into jubilant song with music; make music to the Lord with the harp, with the harp and the sound of singing, with trumpets and the blast of the ram's horn - shout for joy before the Lord, the King. [psalm 98:4-6]
a short story
it was a rainy afternoon and classes ended earlier than expected. ants and i were on our way to the registrar to enroll when he suddenly stopped, and pointed to a tiny ball of fur on the sidewalk. it was a kitten, trying desperately to warm itself by curling up. he found it cute, though pitiful. i found it depressing. i never really adored cats, but the sight of the poor, wet kitten broke my heart. after enrolling, i dragged ants (though he hardly resisted) to a convenience store to buy a small, pink towel. we went back to the kitten, dried her up and wrapped her in the
bimpo. i went home feeling better.
the next morning, i passed by the kitten's spot. she was still there, all bundled up. i only realized that afternoon that the only reason the kitten never moved was because she was too weak. before going home to quezon city, i called mama and begged her to let me take the kitten home. i thought i could nurse her back to health. when mama saw the kitten, she noted the abnormal breathing. the kitten was dying. after a few minutes of listening to her agonizing gasps (i could just imagine people breathing the same way), she suddenly stopped breathing. no amount of nudging could make her breathe again.
i don't think i can be a doctor. i cried for a cat i hardly knew. in a few years, i'll be having real people dying in front of me. what are the chances that i'll cry for them too?
---
hay... dudugo na yata ang utak ko sa neuro.
happy birthday ge!
verse for the day:
the righteous cry out, and the Lord hears them; He delivers them from all their troubles. the Lord is close to the brokenhearted, and saves those who are crushed in spirit. [psalm 34: 17-18]
research daw
actually, we did write our research proposal. imagine, we were ambitious enough to cram what we should have done in one month into about 24 hours. kaya naman, di ba?
what actually happened: we started writing the actual proposal at 3:30 pm. yes, we spent the whole morning just talking about what to do. we divided the work to hasten the writing process. we watched tv, ate snacks and gabbed during the whole writing process. the verdict? it is now past 12 am and...
we're done. :D
verse for the day:
even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. they will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. [isaiah 40:31]
lola Ü
to my lola who gave me countless hugs and kisses;
who spoiled me rotten with food, toys and clothes;
who gave me my first lesson in english grammar;
who taught me how to sing and play the piano;
who sewed an entire kimona-patadyong set just for my
linggo ng wika presentation;
who read aloud countless books (complete with funny voices) just to amuse me;
who cooked the best kare-kare in the entire planet;
who absolutely loved dressing her grandchildren up;
who threw "slumber parties" for me and my cousins just so she could be with us more;
to my lola whom i still miss very much...
happy birthday.
verse for the day (for the materialistic people of the 21st century):
keep your lives free from the love of money and be content with what you have, because God has said, "never will I leave you; never will I forsake you."
almost two weeks in one post... right
ah, the thrill of doing so much... it's all coming back to me. :D
october 22 was enchanted kingdom day. naging bata ulit kaming apat nina mik, ate cissy and kuya omar. we rode all the "big rides," though i begged off when it was time for the space shuttle. i still hate roller coasters. >.< grabe yung rio grande. no one in our raft was spared. hindi halata sa pic, but we were drenched from head to toe. i was literally
itching to take a bath... despite the rapid deterioration of the park (fading paint, murky waters, lousy food, small staff size, etc.), the experience was still enjoyable. pag bata ka nga naman... :P
nung october 27, we went to divisoria to do our Christmas shopping. akala mo ang mura na ng finds sa tiangge at greenhills. pag punta mo sa divisoria, you see the same stuff for half the price! shoving past hundreds of people, getting wet in a slight shower and riding the lrt while carrying everything we bought just added to the fun experience. ang saya! i'm definitely going back next year.
last saturday, grandma came home from the states. that evening, the five of us, along with two of mama's relatives, ate a rather expensive dinner in bocarinos, a restaurant in the new world renaissance hotel. we celebrated three things that night: mik's birthday, my parents' wedding anniversary and grandma's arrival. the food was great, but what's so blog-worthy of restaurant was their knives. weird, di ba? pero cute.
we went to the cemetery this morning to visit my grandfather's grave. just when we were about to leave, biglang bumuhos ang ulan. what luck. grandma said her relatives used to tell her that rain on the 1st of november symbolized the tears shed by the departed. it's funny that they should cry when they're as happy as can be up there. we're the ones who should cry, being stuck in this horrible place. thank goodness for family, friends and God. i'd go insane if not for them/you. :)
verse for the day:
there are three things that remain - faith, hope, and love - and the greatest of these is love. [1 corinthians 13:13]
