Wednesday, December 22, 2004

dominant intelligence

Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence
You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well. An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly. You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view. A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary. You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.

Wednesday, December 15, 2004

her god

I wrote this poem for a friend who was grieving back in 1998... This piece speaks of God's love and faithfulness, especially during the times when we need Him the most. It is also a reminder for us to tell others about God, for as the Bible says in Romans 10:14-15, "How can they call on the One they have not believed in? And how can they believe in the One whom they have not heard? And how can they hear without someone preaching to them... As it is written, how beautiful are the feet of those who bring Good News!"


Her God

I heard her friends; they're talking 'bout
A Father who loves her, no doubt
Their God who is the faithful One
And all the good things He has done

They said He has comforted her
Because He is her Peacemaker;
He felt her pain, knew her sorrow
By His grace, she'll face tomorrow

'said He allowed the circumstance
Yet never left, not even once,
But was with her through where she trod
Oh how I wish I'd know her God...

Tuesday, December 14, 2004

i'm pretty

here's an article i wrote about three years ago, which i dug up from my "baul" ;)


i'm pretty

The other day, a friend told me that he couldn’t understand why a common friend of ours has such low self-esteem just because nobody’s courting her. I told him I understood her. Naturally, he asked why. At that time, I couldn’t give him an explanation, because I didn’t know either; I just knew I understood. Now I do...

I grew up with other girls -- my sisters and cousins. I know I may sound boastful, but I can say that we have good genes. Now, you just can’t imagine the stress of being compared to pretty girls, and knowing you don’t measure up. Sometimes, it was all right with me, because I have my academics to be proud of. Other times, it wasn’t. You see, I wore glasses when most children my age don’t. I guess you could say that I looked like a nerd then.

Years went by, and my high school days began. Most of my close friends then had suitors -- being among the prettiest in the class. In fact, they were so pretty that they were chosen muses (in class, clubs, during intramurals, etc.) every year! Of course, courtship was a normal happening -- to others maybe, but not to me. I wondered -- I’m relatively intelligent, and nice to most everybody except to the bad boys of the class -- so why don’t I... And it dawned upon me that it was because I was not pretty.

I entered college, and I was overwhelmed with how many Christian guys in UP were. And were they “crush”-able! And like any other girl, I had crushes too -- three major ones at one time, in fact. My looks also improved by then, thanks to modern technology. (No, I didn’t get plastic surgery.) There were times when I looked into the mirror and actually liked what I saw.

But then I discovered that my “lovey-doveys” had fallen for other girls—girls prettier and far more beautiful than me. It was also during that time when I discovered that I wasn’t as intelligent as I thought I was. I wasn’t even as nice. In fact, there were times when I really hated myself. At the worst times, I even asked God to let me die, to take me home -- to heaven -- because I didn’t want to hurt people anymore. And I was very much depressed (the understatement of the year!). I began to ask God if anybody could ever love me.

It was during those times that God told me that in His eyes, I’m beautiful -- when He looks at me, He sees Jesus, and therefore, I look perfect! That’s because once in my life, I invited Jesus to be my Lord and Savior. So now He’s living in my heart. And someday I’ll be just like Him -- very beautiful!

Moreover, He told me I should find my security in Him. He told me that He loves me despite how I look. In fact, because of His great love, He even sent His Son to die for me on the cross, didn’t He? And He will never stop loving me, even if nobody else would. And for me, that’s what really matters... That’s all that really does...

Monday, December 06, 2004

vcd/dvd wish list

a list of vcd/dvd's (preferably original ones) i would like to own:

  • the incredibles
  • shrek 2
  • lord of the rings trilogy extended dvd version
  • how to lose a guy in 10 days
  • rush hour 1 & 2
  • matrix trilogy & animatrix
  • harry potter 1-3
  • sister act 1 & 2
  • finding nemo

  • Sunday, December 05, 2004

    a woman's question

    this is a nice poem; it expresses quite well a sentiment i have about guys ;)


    A Woman's Question
    Lena Lathrop

    Do you know you have asked for the costliest thing
    Ever made by the Hand above?
    A woman's heart, and a woman's life --
    And a woman's wonderful love.

    Do you know you have asked for this priceless thing
    As a child might ask for a toy?
    Demanding what others have died to win,
    With the reckless dash of a boy.

    You have written my lesson of duty out,
    Manlike, you have questioned me.
    Now stand at the bars of my woman's soul
    Until I shall question thee.

    You require your mutton shall always be hot,
    Your socks and your shirt be whole;
    I require your heart be true as God's stars
    And as pure as His heaven your soul.
    You require a cook for your mutton and beef,
    I require a far greater thing;
    A seamstress you're wanting for socks and shirts --
    I look for a man and king.

    A king for the beautiful realm called Home,
    And a man that his Maker, God,
    Shall look upon as He did on the first
    And say: "It is very good."

    I am fair and young, but the rose may fade
    From this soft young cheek one day;
    Will you love me then 'mid the falling leaves,
    As you did 'mong the blossoms of May?

    Is your heart an ocean so strong and true,
    I may launch my all on its tide?
    A loving woman finds heaven or hell
    On the day she is made a bride.

    I require all things that are grand and true,
    All things that a man should be;
    If you give this all, I would stake my life
    To be all you demand of me.

    If you can't be this, a laundress and a cook
    You can hire and little to pay;
    But a woman's heart and a woman's life
    Are not to be won that way.

    Wednesday, November 17, 2004

    500-year old daddy

    i wonder how it feels like to wait 500 years before a child is born to you. noah sure was patient (genesis 5:32) :-\

    Tuesday, November 16, 2004

    revenge

    i read genesis 4 today, and i didn't quite understand this particular passage:


    13 Cain said to the LORD , "My punishment is more than I can bear. 14 Today you are driving me from the land, and I will be hidden from your presence; I will be a restless wanderer on the earth, and whoever finds me will kill me."
    15 But the LORD said to him, "Not so [5] ; if anyone kills Cain, he will suffer vengeance seven times over."

    23 Lamech said to his wives,
    "Adah and Zillah, listen to me;
    wives of Lamech, hear my words.
    I have killed [8] a man for wounding me,
    a young man for injuring me.
    24 If Cain is avenged seven times,
    then Lamech seventy-seven times."

    * emphasis mine

    i wonder if these passages mean that lamech was the one who killed cain.

    Friday, November 12, 2004

    tree of life

    i wonder why adam and eve had to eat from the tree of the knowledge of good and evil instead of the tree of life. God did not forbid them from eating from the latter. :-\

    of navels and firstborns

    i wonder if adam and eve had navels. they didn't have to be born, so there was no need for umbilical cords and stuff. :D

    Friday, November 05, 2004

    ungas word of the day

    frankenstein

    pronunciation: 'fra[ng]-k&n-"stIn also -"stEn
    function: noun
    definition: what my code will be/look like after we finish the project :(

    see also www.m-w.com

    books i have read lately

    i've read quite a few books lately, as i've been busy playing computer games for hours almost every night to release my work-related stress. but i did manage to finish a few this month since i didn't have money to spend on shopping and late-night coffee sessions at starbucks with friends (thanks to my well-paying job).


    bible yesterday, after almost three years, i finally finished reading the whole Bible -- all 66 books in it. yey! i just wish i had written down my thoughts about the things i read there. if i did, this blog would not have been as empty as it is now :D oh well, i could still do it, as i'm reading from genesis again -- i just finished the creation story this morning. i'm making it a goal to find out how many times i can read the Bible over in my lifetime ;)

    bourne identity book i finished ludlum's the bourne identity last week. i know i should have read it back in high school or college. but you see, the books i read in high school were your average teenage pocketbooks (yeah, i was a teen-ager once :P) like sweet valley, nancy drew (i know i should have read this in elementary, but you see (again), we were busy playing in the streets when i was a kid), and that pocketbook series where p.s. i love you was a worldwide favorite (with p.s. meaning paul something(strobe?)). i can't even remember the books i read in college besides the math, physics, and history books that were required readings back then. (no, i didn't read mcnaught back in college, even if my freshman roommate had a collection of them. and i can't remember when i started reading grisham and clancy)

    bourne identity movie so about bourne, i didn't get to watch the movie, but i saw the trailer :D and i did watch the bourne supremacy, though i have yet to read the second book. i didn't think julia stiles' character was in the first book. my housemate also said that the movie was a lot different from the book, even the second one.

    well anyway, the book was a real page-turner, so i don't recommend reading it when you're trying to put yourself to sleep (i tried it once, and i ended up sleeping after two hours -- not that i grew sleepy by then, but because i had to sleep since our friendly neighborhood rooster was already screaming its lungs out. also because i knew that in half an hour, our friendly neighborhood neighbors would be doing the same -- screaming their lungs out). i just borrowed the second book from my housemate, and i'll start reading it this week (yeah, it was that good i had to read the second installment -- or maybe i'm just an obsessive-compulsive :D ).

    Wednesday, November 03, 2004

    ungas prayer of the day

    oh Lord, will you not take up our cause?

    Thursday, October 21, 2004

    senti

    I'm feeling a little sentimental lately, and since I can't seem to write a decent post, I'm just going to post this poem by Pablo Neruda which I discovered among the data I backed-up from my PC from my previous workplace.


    Tonight I Can Write
    Pablo Neruda

    Tonight I can write the saddest lines.

    Write, for example, "The night is starry
    And the stars are blue and shiver in the distance."

    The night wind revolves in the sky and sings.

    Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
    I loved her, and sometimes she loved me too.

    Through nights like this one I held her in my arms.
    I kissed her again and again under the endless sky.

    She loved me, sometimes I loved her too.
    How could one not have loved her great still eyes.

    Tonight I can write the saddest lines.
    To think that I do not have her. To feel that I have lost her.

    To hear the immense night, still more immense without her.
    And the verse falls to the soul like dew to the pasture.

    What does it matter that my love could not keep her.
    The night is starry and she is not with me.

    This is all. In the distance someone is singing. In the distance.
    My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

    My sight tries to find her as though to bring her closer.
    My heart looks for her, and she is not with me.

    The same night whitening the same trees.
    We, of that time, are no longer the same.

    I no longer love her, that's certain, but how I loved her.
    My voice tried to find the wind to touch her hearing.

    Another's. She will be another's. As she was before my kisses.
    Her voice, her bright body. Her infinite eyes.

    I no longer love her, that's certain, but maybe I love her.
    Love is so short, forgetting is so long.

    Because through nights like this one I held her in my arms
    My soul is not satisfied that it has lost her.

    Though this be the last pain that she makes me suffer
    And these the last verses that I write for her.

    Friday, July 09, 2004

    Plans for 2004 (Yey! My very first blog!)

    I plan to do the following this year:

    • Learn a musical instrument or two
    • Finish reading the Bible (Proverbs na lang and 13 more chapters in Psalms)
    • Go to Mindanao in December
    • Be a competent badminton player
    • Improve my WarCraft3 skills :D
    • Own a digicam