at sixes and sevens

Thursday, June 01, 2006

After silence that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music. --Aldous Huxley

I can't leave without music... reading may be my passion but music is my life. The following songs are some of my favorites:


White Flag by Dido


Thank You by Dido


Fallin' by Alicia Keys


Karma by Alicia Keys


Me, Myself and I by Beyonce


Check on It by beyonce


I'll be Missing You by P. Diddy


Bad day by Daniel Powter

Wednesday, May 24, 2006

There was a particular conversation that I had with this friend which I can't stop from remembering almost everytime I hear her name. I don't know, she made quite an impression after that talk we had, it wasn't even actually a talk more like a chit chat... We were in our last year in high school then, of course everybody is busy in making up their minds regarding what course to take in college and what schools/universities to apply in. I'ved asked then this friend of mine if she has plans in taking the UPCAT (University of the Philippines College Admission Test) -the University of The Philippines by the way to those who do not know is the top university in our country, Philippine's Harvard, and that would mean tough entrance exams/ difficult admission- and answered right away that she have none. Wanting to know her grounds, I've asked her why when most of us wants to. What she said made my jaw hanging in astonishment. This was her answer: she wouldn't take the UPCAT because our assistant principal had frankly told her that she can't do it, no way for her to pass the entrance test. And I was thinkin right then after she uttered her reason, WHAT THE HECK! I really dunno what to say, I wanted to talk her into not believing that witch, but all i can say was at least she could give it a try. And seeing that look at her face, I know she have acccepted what our asst. principal had told her in as matter of fact kind of way. Clearly, she believes what everyone has to say about herself. I wanted to smack her in the head, in hope that she may wake up and start having some self-confidence, but I didn't have that chance.

To be honest I'm really annoyed with this kind of people. I mean, where's your self-worth when you keep listening to people who doesn't even know you that much or for that manner believing in people who only know you through your academic records. If there's someone out there who knows you inside out , it is you-yourself. Coulnd't you have at least little faith in who you are or what you are capable of doing. And why surrender when you weren't even yet trying. Giving up when you weren't even yet starting is cowardice. How could one move on in his life or how could one be succesful in life when you are easily led by idle talk and when you didn't have strength to push yourself into something. For me, one should always strive for the best, to continue to cultivate and improve oneself...

As for our assistant principal, I hate her for that. HEHE.. Mainly because that I wasn't expecting that she was like that. I mean, I expect her to encourage every student, to boost your psyche and not the other way around. My friend is not in the honor roll but that doesn't make an asst. principal an authority in deciding she'll never make it. Besides academic performance is just academic performance, you might not know that the person you perceive as a moron actually have a higher I.Q than everyone else in your class. I live with the philosophy of never under estimating someone because of her appearance or what he/she portrays in the public, you can never know.

Well enough of my rattling here, but let me leave a few quotes to end this...

"Only those who dare to fail greatly can ever achieve greatly" -John F. Kennedy

“Trust yourself. Create the kind of self that you will be happy to live with all your life. Make the most of yourself by fanning the tiny, inner sparks of possibility into flames of achievement." -Golda Meir

“Your chances of success in any undertaking can always be measured by your belief in yourself.”-Robert Collier

Sunday, May 21, 2006


Let me share to you an article that I accidentally read one day when I was browsing for a good book in the university library. The book contains articles and essays and this one definitely caught my attention when I was looking at its table of contents. The essay is very interesting, humorous too and ironic. Judy Dyfers in her essay enumerates the demands and wants of a husband making it a classic piece of feminism.

Why I Want a Wife by Judy Syfers (1971)

I belong to that classification of people known as wives. I am A Wife.

And, not altogether incidentally, I am a mother. Not too long ago a male friend of mine appeared on the scene fresh from a recent divorce. He had one child, who is, of course, with his ex-wife. He is looking for another wife. As I thought about him while I was ironing one evening, it suddenly occurred to me that I too, would like to have a wife. Why do I want a wife?

I would like to go back to school so that I can become economically independent, support myself, and if need be, support those dependent upon me. I want a wife who will work and send me to school. And while I am going to school I want a wife to take care of my children. I want a wife a wife to keep track of the children's doctor and dentist appointments. And to keep track of mine, too. I want a wife to make sure my children eat properly and are kept clean. I want a wife who will wash the children's clothes and keep them mended. I want a wife who is a good nurturing attendant to my children, who arranges for their schooling, makes sure that they have an adequate social life with their peers, takes them to the park, the zoo, etc. I want a wife who takes care of the children when they are sick, a wife who arranges to be around when the children need special care, because, of course, I cannot miss classes at school. My wife must arrange to lose time at work and not lose the job. It may mean a small cut in my wife's income from time to time, but I guess I can tolerate that. Needless to say, my wife will arrange and pay for the care of the children while my wife is working.

I want a wife who will take care of my physical needs. I want a wife who will keep my house clean. A wife who will pick up after my children, a wife who will pick up after me. I want a wife who will keep my clothes clean, ironed, mended, replaced when need be, and who will see to it that my personal things are kept in their proper place so that I can find what I need the minute I need it. I want a wife who cooks the meals, a wife who is a good cook. I want a wife who will plan the menus, do the necessary grocery shopping, prepare the meals,serve them pleasantly, and then do the cleaning up while I do my studying. I want a wife who will care for me when I am sick and sympathize with my pain and loss of time from school. I want a wife to go along when our family takes a vacation so that someone can continue care for me and my when I need a rest and change of scene. I want a wife who will not bother me with rambling complaints about a wife's duties. But I want a wife who will listen to me when I feel the need to explain a rather difficult point I have come across in my course of studies. And I want a wife who will type my papers for me when I have written them.

I want a wife who will take care of the details of my social life. When my wife and I are invited out by my friends, I want a wife who take care of the baby-sitting arrangements. When I meet people at school that I like and want to entertain, I want a wife who will have the house clean, will prepare a special meal, serve it to me and my friends, and not interrupt when I talk about things that interest me and my friends. I want a wife who will have arranged that the children are fed and ready for bed before my guests arrive so that the children do not bother us. I want a wife who takes care of the needs of my quests so that they feel comfortable, who makes sure that they have an ashtray, that they are passed the hors d'oeuvres, that they are offered a second helping of the food, that their wine glasses are replenished when necessary, that their coffee is served to them as they like it. And I want a wife who knows that sometimes I need a night out by myself.

I want a wife who is sensitive to my sexual needs, a wife who makes love passionately and eagerly when I feel like it, a wife who makes sure that I am satisfied. And, of course, I want a wife who will not demand sexual attention when I am not in the mood for it. I want a wife who assumes the complete responsibility for birth control, because I do not want more children. I want a wife who will remain sexually faithful to me so that I do not have to clutter up my intellectual life with jealousies. And I want a wife who understands that my sexual needs may entail more than strict adherence to monogamy. I must, after all, be able to relate to people as fully as possible.

If, by chance, I find another person more suitable as a wife than the wife I already have, I want the liberty to replace my present wife with another one. Naturally, I will expect a fresh, new life; my wife will take the children and be solely responsible for them so that I am left free.
When I am through with school and have a job, I want my wife to quit working and remain at home so that my wife can more fully and completely take care of a wife's duties.

My God, who wouldn't want a wife?

Saturday, May 20, 2006


12:05 nn today: I officially turned 19 and officially means that I'm a year older & not getting any younger. Actually I was surprised when my mom reminded me that it was my birthday today three days ago, and i was like WHAT?! Well, dear me... I have forgotten my own birthday! obviously oblivous of the days passing. Indeed time flies fast. I mean really really FAST...swoosh... Like any of my bdays, we had a small celebration with a few family friends invited. It's a bummer though that my cousins coulnd't come til tomorrow coz they're all out there somewhere with important things to attend to. Plus, i had a call from a friend which I haven't seen for a year now. Another plus, my mom had my cake done by the bakeshoppe that made my very first birthday cake, knowing they make their cakes really special (mom did an effort to go to the place even if it means a few more miles). Yeah thanks mom for all the effort, but this couldn't help from sinkin in: Man, that bakeshoppe made my first cake and now their makin my (drumroll!!) 19th, GOODNESS I'm aging! hehehe. Nevermind the cake was divine, it'll put Goldilocks and Red Ribbon to shame. Wait, got to stop myself before i get myself a smack in the head.

My...My...My... It's been 19 years, 19 years of being a pain in the ass to my folks (hehehe). But 19 years is enough to let me learn a thing or two about life, for me to commit mistakes and learn from it, to experience things I will never forget and some that i want to bury forever. It's 19 years on a journey in life.

To all people out there who is celebrating his/her birthday, well HAPPY BIRTHDAY!! in Tagalog MALIGAYANG KAARAWAN!!

Wednesday, May 17, 2006

Are you more...

01) Lawyer or accountant? accountant
02) Dentist or family doctor? family doctor
03) Chiropractor or massage therapist? massage therapist
04) Engineer or architect? architect
05) Sports announcer or news meteorologist? sports announcer
06) Garbage collector or sewage system inspector? sewage system inspector
07) Plumber or electrician? plumber
08) Lead hand/foreman or supervisor/manager? leadhand/foreman
09) Astronomer or astrologist? astrologist
10) Advice column writer or editorial column writer? advice column writer

Sunday, May 14, 2006

Legacy Of Alibata


Heiroglyph and Cuneiform script, few of the famous system of writing used by the ancient people to record history and so on and so forth. But let me present to you a script which I take pride in among others- Alibata.

Alibata, the term refers to its first two letters-alif and bet- was the system of writing used by our ancestors long before the Spaniards came to colonize the philippines. Also referred as Baybayin which in tagalog would mean "to spell". It's origin though is unclear, but its probably traceable to Kavi script, Sanskrit and Arabic script. The ancients used this to write their love letters and for business transactions rather than to keep record of their history and other more important matters. The script were written on bark of trees, leaves and bamboo tubes with daggers or other pointed materials as their pen and the colored saps of trees as their ink.

Today, the use of Alibata is obsolete and the script itself is almost instinct. The reasons are the following: first, only few writings have come down to the present because the Spanish missionaries have burned many manuscripts containing the Alibata and because our ancestors have written these scripts in perishable materials. Second, the indigenous people may have found it easy to adopt the Roman alphabet. Third, many filipinos just doesnt care much of their heritage. On the brighter side, some individuals are attempting to revive this legacy, the same reason why yours truly is writing this . In the hope to enlighten my kababayans about the Alibata script, and encourage them to treasure it, also to introduce the script to people who do not know it.

As much as i want to teach the usage of Alibata, the blogger is just a hard site to do so. But if you still want to learn on how to write the Alibata Script here are the following site that can help you anything regarding the matter.

http://fatoprofugus.net/alibata/ -site that discusses the script, its origins, usage guide, how to write, and of course lets you download alibata truetype font.

http://www.mts.net/~pmorrow/bayeng1.htm#method -an excellent site that discusses Alibata, teaches you how to write the script and also lets you download the script for windows or macintosh.

http://www.eaglescorner.com/baybayin/ -Includes an Alibata translator, translated Tagalog song lyrics, and alphabet

Hushed by the relentless embrace of Filipinos to Western culture, Alibata remains as another fragment of our own culture which we openly ignores. It is beacause to our mentality, almost anything belonging to our past are considered passe. Thus neglecting that very thing that identifies and makes us distinct from others. What we take pride in, instead, are those matters which in its every aspect is not Filipino.....

Wednesday, May 10, 2006

I'm not really into what's the latest happening in the internet, so bear with me when i was late in discovering its newest trend - podcasting. According to wikepedia- Podcasting is a method of distributing multimedia files, such as audio programs and music videos, over the internet on mobile devices and personal computers. Podcasting's essence is about creating content for an audience that wants to listen or watch when they want, where they want and how they want.

True enough, podcasting lets you find any videos you desire- from music videos to any category-and watch, upload, share.. well whenever you want and wherever you want .

For me, it has become a way of uploading music videos I love, especially those from other country which are too hard to find if it wasnt for podcasting. But for others it can be a ladder to Fame, i.e the two chinese boys. They got their shot for being famous after podcasting their lip synced version of back street boys- I want it that way.

That's all for now......

If you want to learn more about podcasting you can visit wikepedia and other sites about it, or if you'd like to pay the two chinese boys (the dormitory boys) a visit, you can click to you tube or their blog http://twochineseboys.blogspot.com

Podcasting Sites:
http://www.podcast.net/
http://youtube.com/
http://podcasts.yahoo.com/
http://www.grouper.com/
http://podcastalley.com/

Torete by Moonstar88



again, great song from another rockin' Filipino artist, this song is my all-time favorite...

Run by kitchie Nadal



Kitchie Nadal is a Filipino artist, and run is my favorite song of hers....

Fen Kai Lu Xing by REne Liu & Huang Li Xing



the two chinese boys(the dormitory boys) introduced me to this song, fell in love with it right away... this is the chinese version of the song Black Black Heart by David Usher....