Tuesday, December 18, 2007

the confidant header

I crave for a brotherly affection . Out of curiosity I programmed the right key header file sometime summer 2004 if my memory serves me right . Instead of stdio.h , it 's jrs or abcksa . Oh! what a key ? Programmers shall call it a crime in the parlance of computer education ? That header became closer to my heart day by day as I try to weave the mat of craftmanship online . Every time I key in such header , I discover who is that" BIG BROTHER "

my fave song

Half the world is sleeping,
half the world's awake
half can hear their hearts beat
half just hear them break

I am but a traveler, in most every way
Ask me what you want...to know

What a journey it has been
And the end is not in sight
But the stars are out tonight
and they're bound to guide my way

When they're shining on my life
I can see a better day
I won't let the darkness in,
what a journey it has been.

I have been to sorrow
I have been to bliss
Where I'll be tomorrow,
I can only guess

Through the darkest desert
Through the deepest snow,
Forward always forward, I go..

What a journey it has been
and the end is not in sight
But the stars are out tonight
and they're bound to guide my way

When they're shining on my life
I can see a better day
I won't let the darkness in,
what a journey it has been...

Forward, always forward...
Onward, always up...
Catching every drop of hope
In my empty cup

What a journey it has been
And the end is not in sight
But the stars are out tonight
and they're bound to guide my way

When they're shining on my life
I can see a better day
I won't let the darkness in,
what a journey it has been...

What a journey it has been...

angel through the miles

He’s not a man of words , I simply do the talking and patiently lend me his ears every time I tried to reminisced the incidents that I have come across with . But behind his silence lie a sincere heart full of love and sincerity that you could hardly fathom it’s depth .Even the mariners who have already circumnavigated the vast Pacific ocean can’t give you the exact “ measurement “ of what he is thinking . No wonder , in some cases accuracy is not always exact . There could have always been an error .

He came to my life the moment that I was down . I didn't search for him . Suddenly , he knocked once and since I 'm the hospitable type about matters that concerns the heart , I entertained him . Although there are differences , we manage to make things work out . Even if bulges are still there - I hate those unwanted fats . Those are the climax of this grand finale of the journey we have started two years ago .

At first , I don't believe that opposite poles attract . North can never be south . South can never be north . Ideas clash because of differences in profession . Mine entails a lot of talking to earn a meager " peanut " for survival . For him , skill is needed . Skill coupled with an art and patience to the patients .

There were times I demand for quality time though patients demand his time . But lately , I tried to weigh things objectively . I learn to love his profession even if in some cases he neglected precious " spices " of the menu that needs to be tasted . Our schedule don't jibe .Conflict arises it is always man vs man and man vs group .

Man vs man , that he's always busy with work . I do admire him a lot for that , he's the hardworking type . A man of vision- he always want the best for people close to his heart . You might call him the ambitious type but for sure I can't blame him for that . Like me , he doesn't want that hardship should have a room for the " palatable dish " that he needs to cook when the proper time comes . But when such dish be tasted ? The answer depends upon the budget .According to him yesterday the pocket is still skinny and needs to be feed with tears of blood and sweat across the miles .

This angel and hero may be miles away but he still spread his wings even if in the first place he can't because of hectic schedule .This is for you my dear . You are the wind beneath my wings .I'm hoping that wings of yours will totally be opened when you are already in your " hometown " paradise to start cooking that dish I mentioned . Even if that menu will not be as palatable as chefs cook it I will always be very much willing to help you cook it .The only thing I'm wishing is give me the best ingredients .That ingredients would be a journey to be with you throughout my life till the last end of our dying breath . HAPPY HOLIDAYS my angel and my hero .

Monday, December 17, 2007

rotten devil has no room in a costly place

In the eyes of people I'm fine but behind the magic smile is a sorrow that hide the shadow of yesterday . Deep within my heart is hatred to someone who was once a part of my life . An angel from the prologue , a devil and monster in the epilogue . Stupidity is in my heart the moment he came to my life , thinking that he's good enough . Sad to say things doesn't worked out the way I try to figure out during the exposition. If possible I don't want to reminisced the memoirs of yesterday because it made me bleed so much ...

My heart bleeds through the years .. Physicians can't prescribe the right medicine . In the history of medical sciences no med. would be tantamount to that illness I have suffered ..Trust becomes trash . His final destination should be in the garbage .Rotten devil like him has no room in a costly place . Hell is at the helm .Regret comes last but it's too late . Yesterday can't be tomorrow . Tomorrow can't be yesterday . Yesterday has a dark shadow . Shadow that brings forth clouds , thunderstorms , super typhoons , killerquake and other calamities . Pastel colors still remains in my soul everytime i remember him . But as the cliche adage goes , there's no use crying over spilled milk . That milk has a new flavor now . Flavor that makes my life colorful.The pastel shades turned out to be rainbow . Multi- colors make the cloudy weather favorable .Although in this life journey , there is always a room of darkness . An excerpt from my favorite song goes ...

What a journey it has been
And the end is not in sight \
But the stars are out tonight
And they are bound to guide my way

God was my star when dark shadow was in the midst of my travel at that time . If not because of this great star I could have lost my path .The pain was such a killer ilness - similitude to a terminal cancer that needs constant chemotheraphy .Until finally , I was awaken when my angel whisphered my fave melody ...

An he said " cast your burdens upon me
Those who are heavily laden
Come to me all of you who are tired
Of carrying heavy loads ...








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Tuesday, December 4, 2007

prologue

let me try to reminisced the past with the memoirs that are indelibly left behind .join me in my journey as i try to unwind the incidents that happened in my life from the time of my existence in this paradise.

let's try to pause for a moment now ...

I saw the first light of the world on the 22nd of march, the youngest in a siblings of two both girls and belongs to a hand to mouth existence family.but guided with the ideology that " education is a way out poverty ". that serves on my part as a challenge in order to exert my utmost effort.

through god's help , i was able to reap the fruits of my toils last march 30, 1998 when i gra duated with the degree of BA English / Mass Comm from the UNiversity of northern phils. in vigan city, ilocos sur . right after graduation , i worked as a scriptwriter/ reporter of BNC productions, the first multi-media outfit in ilocos sur , a reporter columnist of the now defunct ilocandia news daily , a newly launched local paper in the province at that time. however , i found myself in the portals of the academe august 1998 at macro colleges inc. where i taught for more than seven years.but sad to say , it goes with the dictum.nothing is permanent , i decided to cut my services april 2007. that paves the way for me to be a part of a private tertiary institution in the city of pines. now , i'm happy to be a part of a computer school in la union.