Saturday, March 25, 2006

PdLR's Thought for the Day

Life, like love, can be compared to anything and everything.

Thursday, March 23, 2006

Randomness : Cut and Paste

"Cancel, Cancel" and Reminiscence

On days when I need to do research work and I don't have much time, I, too resort to the quick solution of "cut and paste". You take your resource and cut what you need from it, then paste it on your report or whatever project you need the material for. If need be, you'd paraphrase a bit--erase this sentence, change this word, reconstruct this clause--and make the text your own. It's a quick solution. It doesn't take much effort, and you're almost sure it'll work.

Cut and paste.

How many songs, short stories, novels, movies, TV shows... how many of these things seem to have the perfect solution to our everyday problems?

Cut and paste.

Don't you sometimes wish that you could do that to your life? Cut from the books and the songs and paste the messages and stories they have into the story of your life? Yes, it's easy to write a short story, isn't it? Just cut and paste stories from your own life. But doing the converse, cutting and pasting resolved stories into your own life, isn't something that can be done. Sure, you can learn from them, but the story of your life isn't something you can direct. You can't erase sentences, change words or reconstruct clauses. Because while you're the author of your dialogues and the master of your decisions, you can't direct the motions of everyone else. You can't control circumstance. Like Ralph said, "[Why read a short story] when you can watch it unravel in front of you?" Yes, and like the short stories you're reading for the first time, you don't know how it ends. You just have to wait for the story to pick up momentum, watch the plot thicken and pull you in, climax to a powerful confrontation, and slowly die out to an ending which holds some hidden Aesop fable moral that you can't find.

Cut and paste is just a technique bordering on cheating that makes research work easier.


When we were in high school, my friends and I had an expression in place of the then popular "Erase, erase": "Cancel, cancel". This was something we said whenever someone said something we didn't like. These were the words that were supposed to do exactly what they meant: cancel. Cancel out. Just like its definition during the math discussions that gave birth to it, "Cancel, cancel" simply meant to "remove from the equation". But, like math equations, you can only cancel out the extra terms. You can't cancel the terms that are part of the solution. No matter how hard you try to rearrange a complex equation, if all terms are important, the problem remains complex and thus the solution, elusive. Sometimes, if you force it, you come up with the wrong solution. All the hard work you did becomes meaningless.

Life isn't like Physics or Math. The solution isn't always short and simple when it's correct. The system can't be simplified into a frictionless surface or some perfect figure. And you can't always "cancel, cancel".



I've always preached. From the kindergarten days I spent gently patting the backs of crying classmates to these days I spend searching for the words to calm confused hearts of friends, I have always said the things I thought should be done. I'm selfish in that manner. It's always about what I think. My most common advice is "Think about it. Do what you will, but think about your actions first."

Ha.

I've always preached, but I rarely practice. I can be impulsive. I don't give enough thought to things. "Easier said than done" rings true. I recently promised myself that I would think before I did anything. To do this, I started reviewing the past. I am starting to learn from the mistakes I committed. I am searching for the right solutions.

Solutions. If there's one thing I learned from Chem 153, it's that you have to learn the definitions before beginning to solve. You have to understand properties, know the equations of state, and memorize the differentials before solving the problem.

Fortunately, my current problems are a lot like the problems I had when I was in high school. Today, things are just a tad bit more complicated. I already know the properties, I know the equations of state, and I have long taken to heart the differentials. So, why can't I solve the problem? Maybe it's because I didn't pay enough attention to how the problem was solved before. Maybe it's because I never even tried to solve the problem before. Maybe I cancelled out necessary variables.

It looks like I have to study a lot more.

Too bad I can't go back to the time I first encountered this problem, look at the solution, then, Cut and Paste.

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Dream: This is just plain weird

It seems as though a lot of people in the world believe that dreams mean more than what they are. Oftentimes, it's best to think of dreams as what they are: Dreams. But, sometimes, our dreams show us things we don't want to acknowledge in real life. Sometimes, patterns we don't consider important and consequently ignore in our waking moments become crucial in interpreting what our subconscious has long found to be interesting or important.

Anyway, I'll stop justifying why I keep on recording my dreams and get on with it.
The farthest back I can remember is a class of freshmen visiting one of the senior classes. I don't think I was a member of that class, but I believe Ivan and Atchong were (don't ask me why they're classmates here when they're two year levels apart). The place looked more like the new NIP building, but it seemed bigger in my dream.

I didn't stay in the class, Bei came up to me and called me. You wanted to talk to me for some unknown reason. Bei and I talk for a few minutes, discussing the multitude of probable topics, then she leads me to you. I remember Bei and myself being capable of flight, because we (literally) flew down the stairs. You come up to me and tell me it's important, but also private. You said there were a lot of prying eyes around us and we needed to find a safe place to talk. You take my hand and lead me through the halls. Again, it feels like we're flying. We reach a place which you call "meshy corner", but it doesn't look like the mushy corner in the old building. But there are bags all over the place where people are supposed to sit, and a girl tells us that the spot is reserved for some other people. We look for other places to sit and talk, to no avail.

Before I continue, here's some background information on the me in my dream. It seems as if I wrote something that was published in The Philippine Star that got me in a lot of trouble.

Anyway, when we finally find a place to talk, you give me a tight embrace. It's obvious that something is very wrong, but before you can tell me, you have to go. You don't ask for my help and I don't offer it, but following some unwritten agreement, I go after you to help you (you're running this time). Then, it suddenly feels like we're being chased. Rather, I realize that we're being chased by someone. That someone is big and powerful (magically speaking) and, according to my dream self's description, an insufferable tyrant. It seems as though the big guy has issues with you.

We run all around NIP, trying to get away. There is even a point where I am able to hide myself by changing forms. You're able to do this, too. We rest for a moment and I see, hiding nearby, a man who should be an ally of the big guy who's after us. He's also changed form and looks frightened. I take a moment to look around and see that we're outside. A few meters to our left is a large castle-like building made of pale fleshy pink stones. It's in ruins. I somehow know before I go into it that though it's filled about a quarter way to the ceiling with water, its architecture is magnificent. The big guy passes us and heads right for the ruined building. The man who is hiding with us goes after him and somehow, I know that our cover is blown. I see satyrs and centaurs running away, fearful of the one who is chasing us. We both head for the ruins. He sees you and you fight. I try to help and am able to, once. I think I managed to distract your opponent enough for you to be able to deliver a surprise attack, which we initially thought defeated him. But he comes back much stronger. When I felt that you're about to lose, I become very scared. Not wanting to see your apprently imminent demise, I fly away.

There is actually another matter I have to attend to. I head for the office of the paper I wrote for. When I get there, it's already being closed down by the police. The editor and I try to convince the police to reconsider, but they don't. As the printing machines, files, and computers are taken away, I watch with mounting guilt. I was of no help to you and I was of no help to the people I caused trouble for. I sit on the floor, but before I can scream in frustration, you call me from behind. Relieved to see you, I immediately jump up and give you a hug and ask if you're okay. You hug me back and tell me that it's over. The big guy was defeated. You won. You give me another tight embrace. As you do, I see over your shoulder our friends coming up the stairs. I see Phoebe first. She smiles at me. I pull away just as they come in. You try to talk to me, but there are far too many people.

I hear Ivan's voice. He and Leonard are picking on one of the freshmen that visited Ivan's class. Ivan asked the boy something like, "Di ba bumisita ka sa klase namin? Ano'ng schedule ng klase namin?"
The kid says something like, "Uh...Monday..."
Ivan says, "Patay tayo diyan."
Leonard jokingly reprimands the kid for not knowing the right answer. Ivan explains how the schedule can be derived from the section of the class.
I go to Ivan and kiss him. He smiles at me and puts his arm around me. I feel guilty for leaving you again when you say you have something important to say. But at that moment, I was missing Ivan.

And then I woke up. When I woke up, it was almost like I saw end credits roll down in my head. Here's the song that was playing in my head the moment I woke up.

Panalangin
by Apo Hiking Society

Panalangin ko sa habang buhay
Makapiling ka Makasama ka
Yan ang panalangin ko

At hindi papayag ang pusong ito
Mawala ka sa 'king piling
Mahal ko iyong dinggin

Wala nang iba pang mas mahalaga
Sa tamis na dulot ng pag-ibig natin dal'wa
At sana nama'y makikinig ka
Kapag aking sabihing minamahal kita

PdLR's Thought for the Day

Sometimes, the true worth of things are found in the richness of their history.

Tuesday, March 21, 2006

  1. If you die tomorrow to whom would you leave everything you own?
    • I don't really own anything that is exclusively mine. I imagine I would leave most things to my family, dLR, Katipips, Pats, and my other dear friends.
  2. Who is the one person that you could stand spending a straight 24 hours with and not get the slightest bit annoyed with?
    • I would imagine, Ivan. Actually, it would be easier for me to answer the question on who I would get annoyed with.
  3. What if you woke up tomorrow and you were someone else completely, who would you be?
    • Zsa zsa Zaturnah! (did I get that right? Ahahay!)
  4. If you could change one thing about yourself, what would you change (personality or looks)?
    • I want to change so many things about me, but when it comes right down to it, I don't really know what in particular I want to be different. I know, weird.
  5. If you could be a member of any band that has ever existed, what band would that be?
    • The band that first played the Philippine National Anthem.
  6. milk chocolate or dark chocolate?
    • dark chocolate
  7. waffles or pancakes?
    • waffles
  8. chocolate or vanilla?
    • chocolate
  9. eminem-please stand up or please shut up?
    • oh, please... SHUT UP!
  10. If you could be in any movie as the lead role what movie would it be?
    • Sharon Stone in Basic Instinct (buwahahahahahahahah!!!)
  11. If you could design your perfect mate whatwould he/she look like and be like?
    • oh my... I'm not really a looks person...
  12. What is the single most embarrassing thing thathas ever happened to you?
    • I embarrass easily
  13. fallen in front of someone you thought to be quite good looking?
    • Four words: Eia fell for Rey
  14. gone skinny-dipping?
    • Yeah! That was a really wild period in my life. I even had a canary yellow bikini! Yes... I was really wild 20 years ago. **wink**
  15. gotten in a car wreck where you are the driver?
    • I didn't exactly wreck the car. I was able to drive it to school afterwards.
  16. started laughing really hard so you just spitout what you had in your mouth cause you couldn't swallow?
    • eheheh.... no.
  17. swallow a bug?
    • Again, 20 years ago.
  18. If you won the lottery what would you do with your, let's say, 18 million dollars?
    • I'd put part of my money in time deposit then another part in a savings account. I would live on that money for awhile while I write a novel or something.
  19. get five piercings or five tattoos?
    • piercings.
  20. be stranded on an island with a clueless hottie or someone gross with survival training?
    • someone gross with survival training.
  21. have wheels instead of legs or wings instead ofarms?
    • no thanks. I'm happy with the way God created man.
  22. change your past or know your future?
    • if I had to choose, change my past. But if possible, I wouldn't do either.
  23. be normal and ignored or brilliant and disliked?
    • brilliant and disliked.
  24. have a boy/girl friend or a sweet car?
    • boyfriend
  25. Yummy food you make?
    • uhm... Lucky Me pancit canton?
  26. Is nipples a very funny word?
    • **lol**
  27. wanna go to Northwestern University?
    • Nope
  28. if you had to go live in borneo for the rest ofyour life & you could take one person on this earth,who would you take?
    • Borneo isn't far... Ivan.
  29. Would your bf/gf be a smoker?
    • higkh! NO!

Reminders : You know who you are...

Bastusan na kung bastusan.

Darling, before hostility breaks out, please remember your own words.
"Siyempre, mahal na mahal ko [siya] and everything follows, pati na patience and understanding"
"Pakiramdam ko hindi ko narereciprocate yung pagmamahal at attention na ibinibigay niya sa akin.
Trust me. I'm not paraphrasing. Before you make another impulsive move, remember what you said, rethink what you did, and learn from those things. The problem with emotional actions is they're governed by emotions. There's little logic or ethic or morality involved.

God speed.

Monday, March 20, 2006

Assuming...

Sometimes people are so hard to understand. Unfortunately, because we're social beings, we're forced to try and understand them. We try to search for the meanings of their actions and we try to search for the appropriate responses to these actions.

Socializing is taking one blind step after another, isn't it?

Case 1

I don't know why he picks on me. He's like a bully only, he's scrawny. Okay, so he doesn't really pick on me. He just nitpicks on almost everything I do.

At least it feels that way.

In retrospect, it's probably because his approval is important to me that I notice his being critical. After all, in some way, he *was* my boss. Also, maybe it's because I'm already feeling hostile towards him, consequently making me think that he's hostile towards me as well.

I did say once that when we don't know how people will react, we often assume that they will react the way we would. Alternately, I suppose, when we are in a bad mood, we view others in a bad light. He makes me feel lousy, so I automatically assume that he is a lousy person and is trying to make me feel bad. Ego trip, much? Maybe he isn't even thinking about me.

Ivan is right, I'm thinking about this too much.

So let's move on...

Case 2

Here's the deal, we're not even close.

He knows very well that I have a boyfriend. I'm not sure if I told him, but I'm pretty sure he's seen Ivan pick me up from class. I'm not exactly shy about showing people that I'm Ivan's and vice-versa. All our groupmates are well aware of this fact...

I think...


Anyway, whenever we chance upon each other online, he sends me an IM. I often find offline messages from him. He sends me messages even when he's in invisible mode (ie. when he's hiding from his friends because he has a lot of work to do). I didn't think he liked me when we were working together on our play. I thought he found me incompetent and annoying as a director. He's a cheerful guy. He has a great disposition, the type who greets anyone he knows with a smile and a happy, "Hi."

I could easily write this off as someone who's just being nice.

I don't know... I'm not attracted to him, so I don't see how I could possibly imagine him being attracted to me. I mean, if we look at it in terms of my theory of reciprocals. "Woman's intuition", Ivan calls it. I instinctively know that he doesn't just "like me", rather he "likes me likes me".

Ahh...weird. It's probably nothing. I just find it strange that he was worried that I was mad at him for no apparent reason, that he notices every little thing about my YM status (my avatar, my status message, the smileys that I use...), that he talks to me about everything under the sun...

He doesn't talk to me much in class.

Agh! Whatever!

I'm rambling. I'm not making sense. I should get back to 171 now...

Lyrics Trip: Fate is Beautiful from SailorMoon

Unmei wa Utsukushi
Image song: Sailor Neptune

Saisho ni mitsumeta ano toki (The first time we gazed [at each other])
Kaze no kaori ga shita natsukashii egao (The sweet wind on your dear smiling face)
Fushigi na chikara ni yobarete (Called by a mysterious power)
Meguriaeta imi ni kidzuite hayaku (Found out quickly what that chance encounter meant)

Hiroi sora no shita zutto sagashiteta
Atrsui anata no hitomi o

Kono unmei wa utsukushiku (This fate is beautifully)
Watashi no namida o kagayaka serukara (makes my tears shine)
Don'na omoide ga hikitomete mo
Mou nido to furimukanai son'na ki ga shita

Anata ni nobashita yubisaki
Fukai yami no iro ni somerarete yuku no
Tsumetai arashi ni mezameru
To'oi yume ga itsuka honto ni natte mo

Eranda subete o shinjiru koto ga
Asu o kaeteku chikara ne

Kono unmei wa uruwashiku
Watashi no suhada o kagayaka serukara
Don'na kanashimi ga oshiyosete mo
Mou nido to kizutrukanai anata ga ireba

Kono unmei way utsukushiku
Watashi no namida o kagayaka serukara
Don'na kanashimi ga oshiyosete mo
Mou nido to kizutsukanai anata ga ireba

Anata ga ireba (If you are close)
Anata ga ireba (If you are close)

I vow to translate this one day!!! (My Japanese is so rusty...)

Sunday, March 19, 2006

PdLR's Thought for the Day

Happiness and love can be elusive if you chase after them.

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For you, mutual respect is of utmost importance. You are comfortable and confident in your own skin, making you a great pillar of strength in all your relationships. Whether he's striving to climb a mountain or land a promotion, you have his back. Best part is, you know he's got yours too.

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You're fit to commit because you know what you want

You don't need us to tell you that you're on the right track. A cool and confident person, you know what you want; now it's just a matter of finding it. Even more important, you know that love is about much more than what kind of clothes they wear or car they drive. And you're ready to make it work.

You've gotten to a place where you are happy with your life, and you're ready to share it with someone special. So whether you've found them or are still looking, know that this time, you'll get what you want.

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Saturday, March 18, 2006

PdLR's Thought for the Day

Mornings are not overrated, nights out are.

It is done (a long-winded account of yesterday)

I never thought I could get through yesterday, but when I woke up this...

...err... **checks clock**

...afternoon . I realized that I actually did. I didn't get through the day unscathed, but I got through it nonetheless and it ended so beautifully.

I hope nobody minds if I rant and rave about yesterday.

Of course you don't...

So, here we go. The day started as lousy as I had expected. I got up at 3:30 AM to study for Chem 153. It was frustrating because for some reason nothing was registering. Maybe I was just really tired since it was the end of the week. I was in school by 7:15 AM. The exam started at 7:45 AM.

I feel bad for being so down just then when my friend Marianne had a worse morning than I did. Not only did she have to take that accursed Chemistry exam (it should have been easy. I recognized the questions from our assignments, but I was too spazzed out to remember anything), but her celphone was stolen on her way to school.

It's an MO I heard of before, the person beside you on a jeep would "drop coins" near your feet. He would then try to "pick up" his coins by pushing your legs aside. As your attention is focused on the guy whose picking up coins near your feet, an accomplice would pick your pocket. When the guy has picked up his coins, he would get off the jeep. The accomplice would describe your stolen belongings and tell you that the other guy had them and would encourage you to get off the jeep and run after the coin-dropping guy. If ever you catch up to the coin-dropping guy, he wouldn't have your stuff and you can't charge him.

She went through that and had to finish the AP 171 midterm to boot! Not to mention their Physics 192 project, which they would have to present on Wednesday.
Okay, back to the rest of my day. After the Chem exam, I headed straight for the Kas 2 exam. She came in half an hour late (as always), which was a good thing because it gave me time to study for her exam.

I got a pretty good mark on that one.

Now, the problem with a teacher who always comes in late is she always dismisses us late. This was NOT good because the PI 100 final exam, which came right after Kas 2, was composed of 10 essay questions. I was a good twenty minutes late for that exam. So... let's see... (90 minutes - 20 minutes)/10 essay questions gives me roughly seven minutes to answer each question. Thanks to lack of sleep, I couldn't put my ideas together! The PI exam left me unbelievably frustrated. But, I didn't really have time to think about how lousy I felt about my Chem and PI exam because I still had my Physics 196 final presentation to worry about. At the back of my head, it also began dawning on me that the person I assigned to take care of the UPPA special elections would probably not take care of it.



It's a good thing my brain was reduced to little more than lukewarm oatmeal swimming with random sexual fantasies, naughty dreams, murderous tendencies, and molecular dynamics. By the time my seminar was up, I wasn't functioning well enough to actually be intimidated by Dr. Magpantay's grilling (I think he was asleep for most part of the presentation, though).

Okay, that's done. I rushed to see what was happening in the UPPA elections. It was 2:30 PM by then. When I got to the tambayan, sure enough, my beloved Electoral Board member had not lifted a finger to open the polls. I didn't really have the strength to get mad, I had yet to eat and my day had yet to wind down. So, I announced that the elections would be opened at 3:30 PM, I checked my email for nominations and left for the Shopping Center (aka Dilimall) to print up ballots and a voters list.

The heavens were kind to me, because as I walked to the car, I saw Ivan.

My wonderful boyfriend made me smile with his own harrowing experience of the day.

WARNING! The following account may not be suited for very young audiences. Parental guidance is advised.

He went up to the men's room to take a leak. It was an "off peak time" for the restrooms because it was 12:30 PM (restroom peak times are during the class dismissal times, which happen at 8:30 AM, 10:00 AM, 11:30 AM, 1:00 PM, 2:30 PM, and 4:00 PM, plus or minus five minutes). Ivan wears sneakers, which apparently help him "sneak around" the halls of our beloved institute. His shoes make his walk very quiet. When he got to the rest room, he saw a guy standing there. What made this sight strange was the guy in red kneeling in front of him. My dear Ivan, wanting to give people the benefit of the doubt, assumed the two were just trying to fix the standing guy's pants. When Ivan got a better look, he saw that standing guy was standing in more than two ways and the guy in red was "helping him out". Think


The poor dear was severely scandalized.

It didn't really take me long to get the ballots printed and photocopied. I also bought an extra piece of manila paper just in case we would need a new tally sheet. We were able to open the elections at 3:45 PM. Not a lot of people voted, but I really wasn't expecting a big voter turn out considering the circumstances. We just had enough voters to reach quorum.

The elections didn't really fray my nerves. I was in a better mood, because Ivan was there and Earl, another member of the electoral board took over while I had my (in my opinion) much deserved lunchbreak. What pissed me off was someone had the nerve to be critical of me and my electoral proceedings (which, to be fair, I must admit were far from perfect) when I was doing the best that I could to make the elections work. I mean, DUDE! Sorry for being human and all, but I'm NOT YOU! I can only do so much!

Okay, that said, I need not elaborate on what happened. I just needed to say that I was pissed off. I mean, it was a really looooooong day and he was pushing me to the edge AGAIN.



For the umpteenth time in my life, Ivan to the rescue. He took me home and with a little bit of and a little bit of and a whole lotta , I was happy again.

I'm so lucky.

I suppose I've ranted and raved long enough. I have a lot more work to catch up on and I still need to rest up a bit more. Still haven't recovered fully from Monday night's stomach flu.

Friday, March 17, 2006

Song : Tao Lang (Filipino)

Sorry na
Kung anuman ang nagawa
Pasensya na
Kung may nasabing masama
Hindi ako perpekto
At kahit tao lang ako
Nagkakamali man
Mayro'n ding pakiramdam

Sorry na
Kung mayroon pagkukulang
Pasensya na
Kung may hindi ako alam
Hindi ako si superman
At kahit tao lang ako
Di ko man kaya ang lahat
Naghahanap rin ng pagtanggap

Sorry na (Sorry na at tao lang ako)
Pasensya na (Kung hindi ako perpekto)
Alam kong hindi ako ang
Taong pinapangarap mo
Ang kailangan ko lang naman
Ay kaunting respeto mo

Sorry na (Sorry na lang sayo)
Ayoko na (Ayoko nang magalit pa)
Pasensya na (Ako'y magpapaalam na)
Sorry na

Wednesday, March 15, 2006

PdLR's Thought for the Day

Iba ang pangarap sa panaginip. Ang pangarap inaasam mo, pinagdarasal, at palaging maganda. Pero ang panaginip puwede maging masama, puwedeng maging bangungot. Maliliit na detalye, malaking pagkakaiba na madalas hindi napupuna.

Lyrics Trip: "White Flag" by Dido

I know you think that I shouldn't still love you
I'll tell you that
But if I didn't say it
Well, I still would have felt it
Where's the sense in that?

I promise I'm not trying to make your life harder
Or return to where we were

Well, I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

I know I left too much mess and destruction
To come back again
And I caused nothing but trouble
I understand if you
Can't talk to me again

And if you live by the rules of "it's over"
Then I'm sure that that makes sense

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

And when we meet, as I'm sure we will
All that I was then, will be there still
I'll let it pass, and hold my tongue
And you will think that I've moved on

Well I will go down with this ship
And I won't put my hands up and surrender
There will be no white flag above my door
I'm in love and always will be

There are so many things I have to talk to you about.

There are so many things that I want to tell you.

You may not be a believer of the idea that whenever you give a part of yourself to someone, be that person a friend or something more, that part of you remains with that person no matter what happens. We were living in another place and another time when I gave a part of me to you. Whatever happens in a world that isn't real will most likely not belong to a world that is harsh with reality.
Unfortunately, I can never take that part back and you can never give it back. And, as opposed to what the song says, I've given up. I've surrendered.

This is my white flag to you. Kilala naman nating lahat kung sino talaga ang mahal mo. (Sige! Deny mo pa!)

You don't have to keep your promise. I won't hold you to it.

Monday, March 13, 2006

Lyrics Trip: Shakespeare in Love by Layla

He's fought and he's fallen
He's on his knees before he's on his feet
A sinister romantic
Oh, he's about to be and she's about to see

Teaching torches to burn bright
She's hanging on the cheek of night
A snowy dove trooping with crows
He never saw true beauty till tonight

She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
So he falls in love to feel that he falling
She'll let him know his heart
Oh, don't you know it
Oh, don't you know it
That's Shakespeare in love

He's fought and he's fallen
He's on his knees before he's on his feet
A glittery romantic
Oh, he's about to be and she's about to see

His bounty's boundless like the sea
His love is endless, just as deep
The more he gives the more he has
'Cause both of them are truly infinite

She'll take him to the brink of deliverance
Show him that much
Oh, don't you know it
Oh, don't you know it
So he falls in love to feel that he's falling
She'll let him know his heart
Oh don't you know it
Oh don't you know it
That's Shakespeare in love

That's Shakespeare in love


Wahahahay!!! In love ka na naman!

Monday, March 06, 2006

Lyrics Trip: Himala by Rivermaya

Pangarap kong (My dream is)
Makita kang (To see you)
Naglalaro sa buwan (Playing on the moon)

Inalay mo (You offered)
Sa akin ang (Me the)
Gabing walang hanggan (Never ending night)

Hindi mahanap sa lupa ang pag-asa ([I] Can't find hope on earth)
Nakikiusap na lang ([I] am asking [for a])

Himala (Miracle)
Kasalanan bang humingi ako sa langit ng (Is it a sin to ask the heavens for)
Isang himala (One miracle?)
Kasalanan bang humingi ako sa langit ng (Is it a sin to ask the heavens for)
Isang himala (One miracle?)

Panagarap ko'y (My dream is)
Makita ang (To see the)
Liwanag ng umaga (Light of the morning/day)

Naglalambing (Flirting (I cannot think of a translation))
Sa iyong mga (With your )
Mata (Eyes)

'Di mahagilap sa lupa ang pag-asa ([I] Can't find hope of earth)
Nakikiusap sa buwan ([I'm] Asking the moon [for])

Himala ([a] Miracle)
Kasalanan bang humingi ako sa langit ng (Is it a sin to ask the heavens for)
Isang himala (One miracle)
Kasalanan bang humingi ako sa langit ng (Is it a sing to ask the heavens for)
Isang himala (One miracle)




Not really sure why I put in the most literal translation of the song. Why did I put the song up in the first place?

Clue:
The first turn in Pusoy Dos should always have the three of clubs...


It's also the favorite song of one of my friends. Go figure. *smiiiile*

Sunday, March 05, 2006

PdLR's Thought for the Day

"There is always a stillness before the storm. One must always be wary of when it is calm and when it is still."
iRose Commander Katalina Adams
Taken from my un-(and probably never will be) finished novel iRose

Sing To the Tune of "Do You Hear the People Sing?"

I found this translation of mine from high school. I know it's futile, but I tried translating the last part of the Les Miserables musical finale to Filipino. I just felt like posting it because it seems so appropriate.


Nadidinig mo ba silang
Nababalutan nitong dilim?
Ito'ng awit ng mga taong
Liwanag ang hiling

Para sa kanilang dukha
May apoy na di napupukaw
Kahit anong dilim nang gabi'y
Bukas may araw

Magbabalik ang kalayaan
Sa lupa nitong Poon
Araro ay babalikan
Itatago ang bolo
Kadena'y nasira't
Lahat ay pararangalan

Mapapasali ka na ba?
Sino'ng matapang ang sasama?
Mayr'on ka bang mundong gustong
Masilayan sa kabila?
Nadidinig mo ba sila?
Dinig mo ba ang dagundong?
Ng hinaharap na bubuuin
Bukas
Yeah, I know, it's raw, unpoetic, and is almost completely the literal translation of the original. My Filipino has always sucked, but it has always been a dream of mine to translate the entire Les Miserables play into Filipino. I believe that the Filipino public would take well to the story because that period of time in France is very similar in nature to our current time and also, Filipinos will probably love the Cosette-Marius-Eponine and Fantine-Valjean relationships because Filipinos have always been suckers for romantic love.

But, I digress, here are the original lyrics.

Do you hear the people sing?
Lost in the valley of the night
It is the music of a people
Who are climbing to the light

For the restless of the earth
There is a flame that never dies
Even the darkest night will end
And the sun will rise

They will live again in freedom
In the valley of the Lord
They will walk behind the ploughshare
They will put away the sword
The chains will be broken
And all men will have their reward

Will you join in our crusade?
Who will be strong and stand with me?
Somewhere beyond the barricade
Is there a world you long to see?
Do you hear the people sing?
Say, do you hear the distant drums?
It is the music that they bring
When tomorrow comes


Tomorrow is always another day. Tomorrow will always have another sunrise. Tomorrow will always bring hope. For many people, tomorrow is the man who breaks so many promises he brought before he even came.