If everyone will care and share there will be no lack

No, I'm not aiming to becoming an ambassador for the United Nations or maybe yes I am because I have always had crazy dreams. But the thing here is, I have experienced both lack and abundance in this short life and when God provides through the kindness of people (and through other surprising ways, of course) I can't help but be amazed.

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Writing my put-my-back-into-it-list while keeping this is mind:

Young people, it’s wonderful to be young! Enjoy every minute of it. Do everything you want to do; take it all in. But remember that you must give an account to God for everything you do. So refuse to worry, and keep your body healthy. But remember that youth, with a whole life before you, is meaningless.


-Remember your creator while you are young

Bye Joker Mediocre

Don't know what's with rainy early mornings but it suddenly made me steer away from the dreamy post I was about to make.

Let me just face harsh reality at the moment.

Forgetfulness, I reckon you are a gift

A few days ago, I was able to clean up old stuff (out of necessity) since I moved to another dormitory. I had this big, dusty and heavy cardboard box filled with books and notebooks which I really wanted to get rid off, but I couldn't. The obsessive compulsive part of me wanted to ditch every dusty thing altogether while the sentimental part of me wanted to keep them all --you know, for the memories.

So there I went flipping and reading through

Art Portfolio

Been looking at the portfolio of different artists for hours now: Julie Cola Shen, Jonatan Cantero, Asaf Hanuka, and Tomer Hanuka. My favorite illustrations are from Jonatan Cantero. His works reminds me of Studio Ghibli Films with that sense of adventure and great imagination. The Hanuka twins are the pros! While Cola Shen is a budding artist. I pretty much can relate to her when she quoted Michaelangelo: Ancora Imparo (which means "I am still learning").

Draw Sky, Draw

I want to draw a child, pre-teen and teenage Sky... Wuuuuu! But assignments and required readings go first. Sigggghhh.

The Boy and the Girl.

Just before going to sleep at 1am today, I listened to HU U?, a talk about the difference of men and women. To my surprise 70% about the facts he said about men, I can related to; and to my horror, the facts about women, I completely disagreed (although I agreed with the 30%). And I thought to myself, why?

I remember one instance, in my social life wherein the girl friends I were with started girl-talking --about boys and stuff and I started panicking. I was uncomfortable with the topic of guys hitting on them. Hrrrrr, makes me shiver. I had to turn the conversation to a better topic and then I soon relaxed. Sigh.

Oh well. Even if I'm different from the stereotype girl (er, from one who dreams of princessy stuff), I believe that there are girls out there like me. I pray that I can use my difference to help humankind though (haha), specifically in relating with my future husband and children.

Dreaming of arting

Today I have been gawking, er, looking at the art of Kevin Libranda, Filipino author and artist of Pinoy Manga, Novus Karma. His DA lead me to another Filipino artist by the pseudonym Lires also in DA. I was like, these guys have just realized my dream creating drawings, illustrations, digital art and commissions--and I realized that I really have a long way to go. Today, I have a pencil, a blank paper and a burning desire to just draw. On the other hand, there are pressing matters to do. It seems like I have so little time and my forgetfulness always get in the way but no, no, no, noooo. Sigh.

Oh well, there will come a time that I can and will pursue this childhood dream.

Kevin's DA
Lires' DA

Be brave!

June 2011 to March 2012.
My last academic year in the university as an undergraduate student.
Must do my best.
Love the most.
Learn hard.
Serve with joy.

Yay!!!

^____^

Can't help but put it here. Very powerful.

Colossians 3:3-17 (The Message)

 ^3-4Your old life is dead. Your new life, which is your real life—even though invisible to spectators—is with Christ in God. He is your life. When Christ (your real life, remember) shows up again on this earth, you'll show up, too—the real you, the glorious you. Meanwhile, be content with obscurity, like Christ.

Note to Self

When you're looking at the one thing that discourages you,
When you're facing the things that make you feel insecure,
Remember that a new day is just around the bend.
God has promised you greater things.

Thinks and

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And thinks.

February ends, March begins

Was a roller-coaster-deviance-month for me. Had a lot of stuff to tell and rotfl about. I was thrown into this  fun and laughter and events and people and...

Wind

If time is gold then why am I treating it as mere clay? If I die young what seeds have I sown?  If I loved most, did I really?

Cyborg Princess

I have never really thought of myself as princess. Never played princess. Never loved princessy outfits. Never liked princessy stuff. Sometimes I ask myself if I missed half of my childhood because I never

Hope

It's coming.

I love you forever, Kune!

They saw the Earth rotate

They didn’t know.

In the cold,

(Orion turned his bow and arrow from night to dawn)

her mouth sang endless songs of monotone and

he listened in the dark in the damp in the dew in the grass

Algae Story

She never thought she’ll see such fiery sea

As if the stars fell and swam the bubbling current (they glow)

they dance to the songs of the sea unheard to thee

Definitely

And as I wait for you maybe I'm made more faithful. -Faithful, Brooke Fraser

Practice

Passion and compassion. I wonder why the word 'passion' is in the word 'compassion'. Maybe there should be passion in compassion. Maybe to be compasionate you have to be passionate first. Maybe you have to be passionate in showing/giving compassion. I really don't know. Still am in the process of making sense of things.

But one thing I do know is that I lack both. For now.

T^T

Kune died today. He was the cutest rabbit in the world.

Lalalalalalalala

I want to shout lala! ^__^ There's so much excitement I can't contain it. They say there's a season in your life wherein you're so confused and down and then there's a season in your life wherein you're excited and happy and sing-song and you don't know why and I guess I'm in that season right now.

Sunshine's coming

Weather forecast for today:  a gray cloud looms over the whole of the town of Los Banos but I feel the warmth from the sun behind.

Giggle

Seems like the stars are really giggling. ^_^

It's about time

Today is a sleep-deprived-monkey-apple-eating day. (Reason why I bought the apple: it was so pretty and shiny and blood-red.) Today's 12 January section in my planner is full of scrawlings--very chaotic. It's hard even for me to figure out what's this and that. It's a hectic-happy-busy-carefree-windy-breezy-dancy day. It felt like a hundred years, when some time ago I couldn't even manage making that cute little curve with my lips. I thought I won't be able to walk again with a spring in my steps.

I guess I can really sing the song I've been dying to sing: I'm walking on sunshine! WHOA! It's time to feel good! Hey! ^_^

January 9, 2011

I'm sure that I want to see the future. Not really the supernatural way, though. What I mean is, today, I want to look forward. I kept looking back at doors closed, opportunities missed, conversations that never happened. But 2011 is a spark of hope, yes, (however cliche that phrase is ^_^). I don't want to miss out the things that God has in store for me.

Today, I've got my eyes set on what happens next*. And so I move on.