again, i've learned

"surrender" makes you a winner, and does not equate to loser.

 

 

i'm posting way too many one-liners lately. i promise once i have the time and chunk coherence, i will blog "normally."

let me know what you think about this:

"God sometimes lacks subtlety, but only on days that we lack sensitivity and common sense."

unexplainable joy

i may be busy, i hardly get any zzzz, i get zitty, and i have certain complaints about life, but...

 

 

 

i find myself having joy and being at peace with myself.

 

 

and for some reason, i don't need to know the reason/s why.

 

 

 

//edit: i'm sorry! i can't help the mush.

i like lists.

many, many, many things that are occupying my thoughts at present:

1. consecutive prods: a wedding saturday night, a debut on sunday, and the ENLI worship summit from monday to wednesday. whew!

2. upcoming work at the EN07 world conference, which i really am excited about. i can't think about it without being all kilig. i've also met the girl with the similar name as mine--we'll be working on the same team, even!

3. the vcf singles' night which just concluded earlier was real fun! i really am looking forward for more of these events. yahoo!

4. my birthday, which is more than a week away. i like birthdays, i really do. for this year, i am giving myself a GIANT print bible. i prefer large type and large spaces when reading, and seeing this particular brown-and-orange bible in our resource center really caught my fancy. it may be really huge and heavy, but at least i have visual comfortability. besides, it's a good way for me to work my biceps.

5. seguing back to seriousness, i have learned many things this week. somehow God's making everything--even the bad, annoying, urghk! stuff--fall into place. everything's interconnected in a weird way. i can't explain it.

musing

i wish i could do prod forever

next in line

was on my way to work when i heard this song on the FX. back in the day (when i was seven, ok), i was majorly LSS-ing on this song without really knowing what it meant. fourteen years later, i fianlly i figured it out.

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Next in Line
After Image

What has life to offer me when I grow old?
What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold
('Cause) They say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical.

What's there beyond sleep, eat, work in this cruel life
Ain't there nothin' else 'round here but human strife
'Cause they say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical
Gotta be conventional, you can't be so radical.

(So I'll/And) sing this song to all of (my/our) age
For these are the questions we've got to face
For in this cycle that we call life
We are the ones who are next in line

What has life to offer me when I grow old?
What's there to look forward to beyond the biting cold
('Cause) They say it's difficult, yes, stereotypical.
Gotta be conventional, you can't be so radical.

(So I'll/And) sing this song to all of (my/our) age
For these are the questions we've got to face
For in this cycle that we call life
We are the ones who are next in line

And we gotta work, we gotta feel (we gotta feel)
Let's open our eyes and do whatever it takes
We gotta work, we gotta feel (we gotta feel)
Let's open our eyes, oh-woh.

i've got chills, they're multiplyin'

have you had that feeling where you've been doing something for a long time, and each and every time you do that certain thing it always feels like the first time?

amazing.

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elections are coming up in a few days. funny how your point of view suddenly shifts from one end to another.

in this light, i'd like to eat some words i've scribbled in this journal. i apologize for the rantiness and negativity. i really should DO SOMETHING instead of just whine and lament.

go go go pilipinas! hindi man ako rehistrado, pero may silbi pa rin ako!

what's in a name

yesterday i went to the ENLI building in fort bonifacio for the EN07 auditions. performers and production staff were needed for this july's world conference, and as usual, i was excited as all heck.

after a short wait i was interviewed by darlene, one of the directors. upon introducing myself she laughingly informed me that there was a volunteer who had the same name as mine, only spelled with a C.

of course, that got me really intrigued!  it's not every day that i meet someone with the same--or at least similar--name as mine. growing up i've always been associated with either the nail polish or the soap, which of course i royally hated to bits!

i even hated my name for so many reasons: aside from the previous, it was too uncommon, and too short. i remember asking my mom to have my name changed to "kim." mom laughed at me and told me that "kim" was a name for goats (i apologize to the kims who might read this. it was my mom's way of, you know, convincing me otherwise). unfortunately, my then four-year-old mind refused to accept that!

of course i learned to live with, and LOVE my name. daddy once told me that "karess" was a variation of the greek "karis," which meant graceful (click here). also, i learned to love its uniqueness and shortness. the one-of-a-kindness got to me, especially when signing up for log-in names. i didn't need to think too hard about what to use, hahaha!  

i lived with the jokes, too. ever wondered why my name is so long on your multiply contact list?

ang kulit!

click to see the insanity. it's weird-looking on thumbnail mode haha