A human being starts as 2 cells in different people. These cells unite and become an embryo. This is the conception of a human being. After 9 months, a baby is born. It would be loved by its parent/s. It would be given 24/7 attention. It would be cared for. It would become a part of a family.
This is what happens in every family. As the baby grows, it becomes more special to the eyes of its parents. As the baby, it is loved more. When he/she would start schooling, he gains knowledge that he needs in his life.
He/she grows into a teenager, then an adult, then a senior citizen.
We, the fourth year students of the UP High School Cebu, went to Gasa sa Gugma in Mabolo for their CWTS subject to hold an outreach program last friday. We planned to entertain them with presentations by the different platoons. We went there via Kaoshiung bus. As we entered the place, we started to be excited to give the old people in there the love and care that a family can give.
We arrived there about 2:30pm. We had to switch plans because there was a celebration of the holy mass at 3pm and we were only there until 4:15pm. Instead of having a program, we just gave them our company. We talked to them. Our hearts were touched with what we saw. We came to realize that in due time, we would be in their present condition.
Lola Lucia started to say this: 'gai ko ug sinsilyo sir'. I had a feeling that she was a beggar sometime ago. She was always repeating the alphabet song. More particularly, she was always repeating the part 'Q, R, S, T, U, V, W, X, Y, and Z'. I can't remember what she was saying because she was eating her words. I wasn't able to decipher what she was saying. But her expression everytime she finishes speaking was unforgetable. Her expression was that she winked her left eye and said 'oher!'. I don't know what that means but I remember it. But I was shocked with what the personnel in the place treated her. I saw that her was threatening to pinch her when she wasn't able to recite the 'Amahan Namo' and the 'Maghimaya ka Maria". I saw the whole thing. Whe was mean! That is no way of treating and old person. She should've understood Lola Lucia. Maybe I was wrong in judging that person. It is a stressful job to take care of dozens of old people. But threatening an old person? I rest my case. I am not the right person to judge the personnel.
Lola Lucia was carried away by another personnel. So I went and approached Lolo Diosdado Trinidad. Lolo Diosdado was saying that 'maghinigugmaay ta kay magigsuon kita'. I thought that in that visit, I would learn something that would be significant in my life. I won't forget that. He also said that we should forgive each other because of the same reason. I think that Lolo Diosdado wasn't able to do that. Maybe he is regretting what he did and tells people so that they won't do the mistake that he has done. Thank you Lo!
I accompanied another old person. But I wasn't able to know his name. He was very forgetful. The others told him that FPJ had died, he would react like this: 'ha? patay na si FPJ? dugay na?'. After a while, they would tell him again, and he would then react the same way. I could just feel the hardships that these old people feel everyday. I don't know if he would forget that we visited them.
Then, I went to accompany another old man. Unlike the others, he spoke in english. Every person that goes near him, he would say either 'You are handsome!' or 'You are beautiful'. It may seem odd, but I idolize him. He sees everything beautifully. He sees that every thing that God has made is beautiful. Yes, I idolize him. As he saw me wearing glasses, he said to me that I was a professor. I was shocked! He then told me that he was an engineer. I wasn't able to hear him say what kind. Maybe he was a mechanical engineer. He gave me a thumbs up. It felt good that a person that I just met would encourage me to study hard.
But it all had to end. We had to return to UP. As we said goodbye to the oldies we visited, tears were a common sight. It felt good to visit Gasa sa Gugma. When I would become a successful man, I would return there and donate what they really need.
I hope that they would all be safe.
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
addiction to computer games...
Ragnarok is battle at the end of the world in Norse Mythology. As time game title says, the game has some traces of Norse mythology.
During our sophomore year, Nico Martin Eñego and Paul Andrew Gutib introduced me to the game before the christmas vacation. At first, I asked a lot about the game. When I got the hang of it, I played it until majority of my money is spent. It needs load to play(it is a pay-to-play game). Now, I can't think of a reason why I got addicted to it. Maybe it was the graphics, or because it was fun.
My reason for playing computer games is that it doesn't only be fun to me, it is also my anger output. It is where I let my anger out. In Ragnarok Online (RO), your character kills monsters and get experience points so that they level up. I release my anger on every monster that I fight.
I think that was my first reason for playing it. I got better. When a person gets better, he wants to be better once more. So I created another account and started all over again. In my first account, my character was a hunter, the 2nd Job class of an archer. I think I name that character as 'danhenry09' or something else. Then when I created another account, I created a rogue, the 2nd Job class of a theif. Its name was '=manununggab='. In that account, I had 5 characters. I only remember the rogue because it was the character the I concentrated levelling up. I think it is already level 82. It is very difficult levelling up in this level because it needs a quite large experience points to level up.
I grew tired of the slow levelling up that I created 4 more characters in that account (1 account supports 5 characters). I anjoyed a little. But came to the difficult levels again. I soon realized that I spent about Php 800.00 on that account. (My first account was about Php 2000.00 because I had to rent a computer in an internet cafe because I didn't have a CD. That character was only about level 58).
I stopped because I have better things to spend for than just a computer game.
And again, I was introduced to another computer game. But it no longer needed load to play. I think it were Byron Douglas Enriquez and Robert Opone who introduced me to this game. It was midway in third year high school that they introduced me to the game. The game was DotA (Defense of the Ancients). More violence. My first game was quite bad. I was like a stray lamb waiting for a wolf to eat me. I was that bad. After many games, I raised my game a notch or two. I became better at it. I was now the wolf, but no one is the lamb. We played after classes. My savings really suffered because they were very small.
Now in the fourth year, I found no reason to continue at being addicted to computer games. Now I control myself from playing computer games.
Eventhough my savings are still little, at least I spent it on food and neccessary payments.
During our sophomore year, Nico Martin Eñego and Paul Andrew Gutib introduced me to the game before the christmas vacation. At first, I asked a lot about the game. When I got the hang of it, I played it until majority of my money is spent. It needs load to play(it is a pay-to-play game). Now, I can't think of a reason why I got addicted to it. Maybe it was the graphics, or because it was fun.
My reason for playing computer games is that it doesn't only be fun to me, it is also my anger output. It is where I let my anger out. In Ragnarok Online (RO), your character kills monsters and get experience points so that they level up. I release my anger on every monster that I fight.
I think that was my first reason for playing it. I got better. When a person gets better, he wants to be better once more. So I created another account and started all over again. In my first account, my character was a hunter, the 2nd Job class of an archer. I think I name that character as 'danhenry09' or something else. Then when I created another account, I created a rogue, the 2nd Job class of a theif. Its name was '=manununggab='. In that account, I had 5 characters. I only remember the rogue because it was the character the I concentrated levelling up. I think it is already level 82. It is very difficult levelling up in this level because it needs a quite large experience points to level up.
I grew tired of the slow levelling up that I created 4 more characters in that account (1 account supports 5 characters). I anjoyed a little. But came to the difficult levels again. I soon realized that I spent about Php 800.00 on that account. (My first account was about Php 2000.00 because I had to rent a computer in an internet cafe because I didn't have a CD. That character was only about level 58).
I stopped because I have better things to spend for than just a computer game.
And again, I was introduced to another computer game. But it no longer needed load to play. I think it were Byron Douglas Enriquez and Robert Opone who introduced me to this game. It was midway in third year high school that they introduced me to the game. The game was DotA (Defense of the Ancients). More violence. My first game was quite bad. I was like a stray lamb waiting for a wolf to eat me. I was that bad. After many games, I raised my game a notch or two. I became better at it. I was now the wolf, but no one is the lamb. We played after classes. My savings really suffered because they were very small.
Now in the fourth year, I found no reason to continue at being addicted to computer games. Now I control myself from playing computer games.
Eventhough my savings are still little, at least I spent it on food and neccessary payments.
problem with women and men...
This world is imperfect. Nothing is perfect, nobody is perfect. All of us have flaws. Once I get to know a person a little better, my perception on them changes. If we are in good terms, I see their good side more. But if not, I see their tainted selves.
The problems with women...
When I think about this topic, I tend to think about the female friends that I have. As what I have mentioned, I see their good side more. It is very hard for me to know what is wrong about them. But I can try, can I? All of what I can think of are in general. I don't say that all women are like this.
First of all, I think that women are just too sensitive. I am a practical joker. I make jokes. Sometimes, they hurt. And sometimes they don't. All I want is that in my own little way, I can spread the happiness that is inside me (or let happiness enter me). Even though some of my jokes are not offensive, they tend to be angry. They have an excuse because I know that I can be annoying at times, but please! If you just go with the flow, I know you will not be offended.
Women can be sensitive when it comes to the heat of the sun. They try to evade to sun as if it could cook them! It is just the sun, it won't bite. A little tan would not hurt, would it?
Women can also be so unfair. A male would be mean if he would hurt a female physically. And if females would spank males for example, the male won't retaliate because they would be branded mean. This doesn't give females the right to hurt males physically. ( I know that I am mean... I try to be good from now on...)
Another problem with women is that they idolize men by their handsomeness and shout it to the world as if there was an emergency. It is so irritating to the ears! (please don't be offended because I am just stating what is in my mind and I am entitled to my own opinion. If you want to have revenge on me, write about what I do that irritates you.)
I'll stop here about the problems with women and proceed to the men.
The problems with men...
I think of the flaws that I have. I also think of the flaws that other males have too. Once again, these are generalities. Not all males are like this.
Firsly, men are harsh. I know this because I am harsh. That is a problem about me. It can never be deleted that males need to express anger as violence. If we don't, all the anger we have would be expressed in a single target when we can no longer take it.
As you see, terrorists that are known are all males. Almost everything we want to have, we try to get it through violence. That is how harsh we males are.
Males are insensitive too. We don't easily understand what other people (esp. girls) feel. We see that they are fine where in fact deep down inside them, they are depressed or angry. All I can say is that all men should be sensitive to the feelings of others. We may hurt them without even knowing we did.
The two of these problems are only some of the problems that I can personally see in me.
I have no more to say.
I have no more to write.
If you are not reading this in the day,
Have a good sleep, thank you for reading, and goodnight!
The problems with women...
When I think about this topic, I tend to think about the female friends that I have. As what I have mentioned, I see their good side more. It is very hard for me to know what is wrong about them. But I can try, can I? All of what I can think of are in general. I don't say that all women are like this.
First of all, I think that women are just too sensitive. I am a practical joker. I make jokes. Sometimes, they hurt. And sometimes they don't. All I want is that in my own little way, I can spread the happiness that is inside me (or let happiness enter me). Even though some of my jokes are not offensive, they tend to be angry. They have an excuse because I know that I can be annoying at times, but please! If you just go with the flow, I know you will not be offended.
Women can be sensitive when it comes to the heat of the sun. They try to evade to sun as if it could cook them! It is just the sun, it won't bite. A little tan would not hurt, would it?
Women can also be so unfair. A male would be mean if he would hurt a female physically. And if females would spank males for example, the male won't retaliate because they would be branded mean. This doesn't give females the right to hurt males physically. ( I know that I am mean... I try to be good from now on...)
Another problem with women is that they idolize men by their handsomeness and shout it to the world as if there was an emergency. It is so irritating to the ears! (please don't be offended because I am just stating what is in my mind and I am entitled to my own opinion. If you want to have revenge on me, write about what I do that irritates you.)
I'll stop here about the problems with women and proceed to the men.
The problems with men...
I think of the flaws that I have. I also think of the flaws that other males have too. Once again, these are generalities. Not all males are like this.
Firsly, men are harsh. I know this because I am harsh. That is a problem about me. It can never be deleted that males need to express anger as violence. If we don't, all the anger we have would be expressed in a single target when we can no longer take it.
As you see, terrorists that are known are all males. Almost everything we want to have, we try to get it through violence. That is how harsh we males are.
Males are insensitive too. We don't easily understand what other people (esp. girls) feel. We see that they are fine where in fact deep down inside them, they are depressed or angry. All I can say is that all men should be sensitive to the feelings of others. We may hurt them without even knowing we did.
The two of these problems are only some of the problems that I can personally see in me.
I have no more to say.
I have no more to write.
If you are not reading this in the day,
Have a good sleep, thank you for reading, and goodnight!
internet connection...
Just last weekend, our internet connection was absent, AGAIN.
Some children of my lola (mother's side) live together in one compound. It is where their families live everyday. It is where I live. We call it the Yee Compound. Since each of the houses there have computers, the compound decided to have a LAN (Local Area Network). Just like in an internet cafè, the computers in our compound are linked together. This way we can share an internet connection. This way we can divide the payment for each month. This way we can save.
Our internet provider is Globelines. Sometimes, there is no internet connection. I hate it because I can no longer search the internet for some topics that I want to know (e.g. Norse mythology... but I am not adept at this topic because I just want to know about Ragnarok). Another reason is that I ca no longer go to blogger.com to post my entries.
Just this weekend, out internet connection was down. I was so unfortunate because I wasn't able to write my entires yet.
When posting a blog entry, I choose to type it impromptu because I can write good when my mind is motivated. When I open blogger and click on 'New Post', my mind gets motivated. I can write what is really on my mind. I can expound more. But if I write on paper first, I can not focus because I find it very hard to concentrate writing. It is because I get easily distracted and when I get distracted, it takes me a very long time to be motivated again.
I did not say that I can write very good entries when I am motivated. The writings that I do when I am motivated has more things from my mind that those when I am not motivated. I try my best to eliminated that. I want to write many things on my mind on any topic at all times. I don't want this to be a reason that when I need to write an essay, I will write only a very short essay.
Where is this going to? Am I going out of my topic? If you answered yes to the second question, I think so too! Isn't that weird?
I am just typing down what is in my mind. I hope you understand. So back to where this entry started.
I do not go to internet cafès to login to any of my accounts. One of the reasons is that I do not trust the people who are there. They may be watching other computer units but snooping to your keyboard when you type down your password. I have been hacked once, I don't want it to happen again. Another is that there could be a program that would take down everything that is encoded of the keyboard and makes a report about it. I forgot the name of that program. It is connected to hacking. So I would rather be late in my posts than risking the safety of my account.
I waited for the connection to return so that I can post in my blog. I hope that though I am not very motivated, I can write very well about a topic. I hope that what my mind thinks, I can type it down. I hope I can write the best post that I could write.
Some children of my lola (mother's side) live together in one compound. It is where their families live everyday. It is where I live. We call it the Yee Compound. Since each of the houses there have computers, the compound decided to have a LAN (Local Area Network). Just like in an internet cafè, the computers in our compound are linked together. This way we can share an internet connection. This way we can divide the payment for each month. This way we can save.
Our internet provider is Globelines. Sometimes, there is no internet connection. I hate it because I can no longer search the internet for some topics that I want to know (e.g. Norse mythology... but I am not adept at this topic because I just want to know about Ragnarok). Another reason is that I ca no longer go to blogger.com to post my entries.
Just this weekend, out internet connection was down. I was so unfortunate because I wasn't able to write my entires yet.
When posting a blog entry, I choose to type it impromptu because I can write good when my mind is motivated. When I open blogger and click on 'New Post', my mind gets motivated. I can write what is really on my mind. I can expound more. But if I write on paper first, I can not focus because I find it very hard to concentrate writing. It is because I get easily distracted and when I get distracted, it takes me a very long time to be motivated again.
I did not say that I can write very good entries when I am motivated. The writings that I do when I am motivated has more things from my mind that those when I am not motivated. I try my best to eliminated that. I want to write many things on my mind on any topic at all times. I don't want this to be a reason that when I need to write an essay, I will write only a very short essay.
Where is this going to? Am I going out of my topic? If you answered yes to the second question, I think so too! Isn't that weird?
I am just typing down what is in my mind. I hope you understand. So back to where this entry started.
I do not go to internet cafès to login to any of my accounts. One of the reasons is that I do not trust the people who are there. They may be watching other computer units but snooping to your keyboard when you type down your password. I have been hacked once, I don't want it to happen again. Another is that there could be a program that would take down everything that is encoded of the keyboard and makes a report about it. I forgot the name of that program. It is connected to hacking. So I would rather be late in my posts than risking the safety of my account.
I waited for the connection to return so that I can post in my blog. I hope that though I am not very motivated, I can write very well about a topic. I hope that what my mind thinks, I can type it down. I hope I can write the best post that I could write.
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