Dont Quit (Poem)

Don't Quit Poem
by anonymous

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest! if you must; but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up, though the pace seems slow;
You might succeed with another blow.

Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor's cup.
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out;
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt;
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit;
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit.

The Hazelnut Tree and the Prophet

I am no writer nor anybody claiming high knowledge and eloquence in writing in the English language, but I do believe that through this I would be better in expressing my own thoughts rather than simply speaking it out. And note, I'm not assuring that this entry be freed from grammatical errors because there is no revisions nor proofreads made upon this entry. And also, this story would be made metaphorical rather than straight-forward telling of the story so to keep the characters involved undisclosed.
The tree has long rooted deep in to the soil of bondage, years of rain, thunders, cyclone, and other calamities have passed through it but still it is living, but it is filled with scars as it reminisce it's past. The tree bears fruit before, a couple of hundred year ago, it was blossoming with the most fragrant of all the flowers around the grass filled area while it's fruit is so sweet that people who have tasted it never forgets the sweetness of the hazelnut that it bears, thus giving it the popularity and appreciating cost of it's fruit.

The tree shall never forget how he was molested by the selfishness of a farmer. The farmer was always able to soil and to water his hazelnut tree, and he never forgets just how important the tree was to him. The tree was deeply attached to the farmer, whose songs and lullabies in the morning gardening enchanted to it to dance with the sound. The tree grows bigger and bigger, the tree is indeed very strong, but is not yet able to satisfy the greed of the farmer. The farmer is awaiting for the time that the tree be so strong and be capable of producing more by diving the tree into smaller parts and to be grown again bigger trees. Here you might question why don't the farmer just plant another set of seedlings rather than wait and divide, but you must remember how special and luscious the fruit this tree bears, the incomparable sweetness and fragrance, the incomparable wealth it deals to the farmer.

The farmer's greed can no longer be contained. He went off his house and decided to chop off a part of it's trunk, not just a trunk but a lot of it's trunk. Tree was indeed crying deep in his roots of how he trusted his owner to till him and to care for him for more centuries to come and to treat him with more love and affection, he had believed the farmer as his friend, he have believed the farmer as the one who truly care, he had been bare to the farmer, but all his efforts went to no avail. The farmer's greedy thought was fulfilled, the trunks of the tree were cut, the tree is bleeding in pain of the excision of his part.

The tree realized his faith, he is to be just used by the farmer as a tool to wealth, a tool to fulfill his selfishness, a tool to realize his goal. The tree had cried for decades, his main trunk was no longer bearing fruit, it was no longer blossoming fragrant flowers, it no longer produces leaves that covers the kids during extreme hot weathers, it is no longer productive, it no longer knows his importance of his life. He now simply cries and cries and slowly it drained all the waters from its body, it was slowly degrading, it is slowly drying up, it now only cries and nothing more.

The tree then slowly through his self realization that there is no such thing as trust, nobody can be trusted, even the sweetest of the farmers who would water you everyday, even the birds who would sing to you early in the morning, not even the kids that you have helped just for them not be burned by the scorching sun. The tree now knows that he needs to live for himself, he no longer needs anybody, he is now a tree independent from the bondage of the soil, the soil is no longer filled with the attachment to his farmer, he now ask nothing but the guidance of the Lord.

The tree, upon it's realization of the impermanence and the falsity of relationship, was now approached by the Prophet. The Prophet is capable of seeing the true nature of the tree, but the tree is not able to understand the Prophet, the tree stands barely affront Prophet who can see his spirit down to its roots but then the tree does not know anything about the Prophet. The Prophet came to to tree in it's time just after him recovering from his past experiencing from the farmer, the Prophet slowly became a friend of the tree by being a frequent visitor of the tree, and the tree sharing his experiences during the day to the Prophet. But never did the Prophet tell anything to the tree, never told him about his experiences in life, his viewpoints in life, his ideals, and even personal matters.

The tree is then again lost in its world. The tree is just finished with the recovery from his pain dealt to him by the farmer, and he had realized not anymore to value and to trust a friend. But the tree can't resist the feeling of joy and happiness with the time spent with the Prophet, the tree can say anything that he feels, he can tell the Prophet just about anything without being conscious of their relationship.

But the tree just cannot decide, he is lost. The tree is again blossoming with wild fragrant flowers, the tree again is building his house of leaves, the tree is again bearing fruits. But the tree is still lost, he don't even know how close he is with the Prophet, the tree doesn't even know if the Prophet sees him as his friend or simply a companion during his dark hours, the tree don't know how the Prophet feels, but he doubts.

The doubt is not gone till the time that the Prophet would be able to tell the tree his true feeling about their relationship. But definitely, this time the tree have learned it's lessons, the tree knows the difficulty in deeply believing a person, the tree would protect himself but he knows his self protection might lead him to lost the Prophet. But the tree is lost, he needs to find his way out.

Now is the time for you readers to help the tree decide, should he believe once again, our just shield himself out of fear?

A student's Life (Grab Chain to! haha)

Grabbed from Japax who have grabbed this from Jason

Every New Semester:

After First Week:

After Second Week:

Before the Prelims:

During the Prelims:

After the Prelims:

Before the Final Exams:

Once You Get to Know the Final Exam Schedule:

7 Days Before the Final Exam:

6 Days Before the Final Exam:

5 Days Before the Final Exam:

4 Days Before the Final Exam:

3 Days Before the Final Exam:

2 Days Before the Final Exam:

1 Day Before the Final Exam:

The Night Before the Final Exam:

1 Hour Before the Final Exam:

During the Final Exam:

Once Walk Out From the Examination Hall:

After the Final Exam, During the Holiday:

Sarbey

Instructions:

* Next to each number, write the name of the person who fits the description.
* Answer one question with one name.
* Don't reveal the questions to anyone who isn't doing the meme. Those who want to know what the questions are must do the meme on their own blogs, on pain of wrath from the meme gods.

1. Thadi
2. Clarisse, not the one in a2 :P
3. Dean Cruz, para dumali ang mga test
4. Michelle sa scout
5. Prof. Ireneo! haha
6. kov
7. Lenard
8. Eze
9. Eze/Dongs
10. Star/Cab scout officers, wahaha
11. faye? haha
12. Jannelyn?
13. Thadi
14. Brian Nicole? wahaha
15. si Pooh! haha
16. Sir Sam, wahaha
17. Camille Ang
18. Sino nga ba? haha
19. Obama
20. Lanie! haha
21. Di ko alam to? haha
22. Di ko rin alam to...
23. Sir Willie
24. Lakas naman ng loob nun! baka sya unahin ko! haha
25. Ella! haha
26. Haha, ala akong talent dito! magnet ako, wahaha
27. Crystal
28. Marvinson! haha, peace
29. My future girl friend
30. Happy Chinese New year! haha

Happy Chinese New Year!

Medicine vs. Accountancy

I feel really shitty everytime my parents would compare me to my brother.

My parents always believe that medicine is the king of the hill and all the programs below it are inferior courses that should not be given any consideration nor acceptance for being a difficult subject. In their mind, medicine is all encompassing science, nothing is greater than the study of medicine. Anything that is not concerned with medicine for them should not be considered as something to be taken seriously, in their minds if you are not taking up medicine then you should no longer work hard, rather just contribute to your housework first before you go to study.

And that's my case, being an accountancy student in a house where prejudism reigns is being maltreated to the end of your wits. Even while taking your preliminary or final examinations, you should still work hours of office work in our family business before they would allow you to start studying for your exams. Excusing yourself of the work is always denied, for they think that an accountancy program is a easy program which only requires simple addition and subtraction, for them accountancy is a course without importance with their comparison of the whole accountancy program to a single 3 unit subject in a medical degree.

Discriminated is what I can say. And also, I would like to note that the course itself is they who introduce me into, and not myself liking the program. I have chosen during my high school life to take up my degree in Chinese medicine in China, but it was them whom after I passed the entrance exam for the Beijing University of Chinese Medicine changed their minds because of the divination in a buddhist temple.

Although I will accept the fact that even at first, accountancy was never at my liking, but slowly I am able to adapt to it. But take still the fact, how at the beginning they praise the importance of accountancy, and yet now they would refuse all the time I need to use to review my subjects and even to rest my mind after the week-long strenous exam.

I hold no grudge against their decision of having me studying accountancy, but I would just like them to know that accountancy and medicine have their own difficulty, but none of which must be contrasted as an inferior and a superior. If I just have the right to speak to them how I would feel through this 2 years that have passed, but that would never be, I believe that they should understand how their cruel prison type of training is transforming me into a anti-social and passive person.

I am not writing this in an attempt to condemn them, but rather, I would like to praise them for their efforts in boosting the morale of others, but slowly degrading me.

A house is not a home. And I believe that I am not living in a home, but rather a house whose only nature is for me to work and to work and to work, no space for studying. Our house is not a place for non-medical students to study, it is a torture chamber for me. A house that feeds you but do not understand you, a house that needs you but don't appreciate you, a house where they care for you but to work for them, a house that teaches you but won't allow you to learn, a house whose strict rules is degrading it's own members, a house where education is not important, a house where child has ears but no mouth.

Again, I would like to emphasize that I don't hold any grudge against the family members, nor the house, but is just expressing the sentiments and the experiences of a non-medical student.

2A2 Christmas Party plus Paskuhan 2008 : )

The paskuhan 2008 day is definitely memorable, with all the events that happened on that day, nothing could be comparable to the experience of those fantastic GREEN games that we played there and also, what more can be more fun than drinking lots of alcohol to end a natural year.

It's been 3 years that I haven't attended any xmas party, plus 3 years of not drinking alcohols, I am really dumbfounded to see myself gulping 10 cups (200 ml each) of GSM blue and Lambanog plus sprite mixture. After those 10 cups, they are not just shots, and also note that each cups are toasted till dry not just a little sips per time, my face turned extremely red, but thanks goodness that I haven't turned tipsy or drunk, which I fear that I might blurt out lot of things. But still, after the 10th cup I was able to stop myself from drinking, I feared that drinking more might put me into a deep sleep at Angeline's gym, as well as to miss the Paskuhan fireworks display. But one thing that I really appreciated is the ability of the two girls who drinked with me, one was able to drink a shot less than mine while the other was able to drink 2 shots more than mine without even turning a little bit red.

But I was really hoping that I would be really drunk that I can tell a lot of story that a person awake might find awkward to speak to another person, but I was not able to reach that point because I controlled my drink... because the alcohol, 4 bottles of Or.Gy plus 1 bottle of GSM was put to empty by the three of us. But I still hope that the next time I'd be drinking, I'll be reaching that saturation point such that I can say it out without feeling of awkwardness and guilt.

After about 2 hours after the drinking session, I was already back to myself without any red pigmentation around my face, I together with those who remained to chat at the gym went back to UST already to start and enjoy the Paskuhan. And there I met Jannelyn.

I together with Jannelyn and Ezekiel went off to a walking tour around the University, and we decided not anymore to fill up the long line just waiting for the food be served for FREE through food coupons, we decided just to eat outside. And I have decided that it would be my treat as what I have promised Janie before as part of her birthday celebration. Thus we three ate together and chatted alot at the Shakey's espana, but our bill was the most funny thing that happened in there, our bill was just 600+ for a family size pizza and a basket of mojos plus a pitcher of rootbeer which actually costs 800, but of course we didn't request for a recomputation for it is their own stupidity that caused their cash shortage of 200.

At around 10:30 pm I went home together with Jannelyn because we are both going to the same direction, and thanks God, we both were safely home despite the fact that it was my first time to go home by myself at past 6 pm. Haha, I though I am still a kid who must always be guided back to my home.

Colorgenics

I loved how it described my current situation, 90% accurate, just read it below:

Enough is enough - and you feel that you've had enough for a while. You don't need any more battles. You just would like to be able to shout 'stop' and experience a little peace and calm - even if it be only for a little while. This doesn't mean that you need to cut yourself off from the rest of the world - it just means that you are seeking some respite, some physical or emotional relaxation that could release some of the the tension and possibly reduce the internal conflict.

You are experiencing considerable difficulty trying to achieve your goals. As a consequence of this you are becoming more and more irritable. Your friends and acquaintances are finding it increasingly more difficult to appease or to reason with you. You are the cause of your own problems. Don't be so impulsive. It is your vacillation that can lead to problems and uncertainties. Ease up a little.

At times one is burdened with more than one's fair share of problems and this would appear to be your situation at present. But you are adamant - you know what you wish to achieve - and by giving a little and taking a little you may well find that the realization of your dreams could become a reality.

You are an emotional, sincere and impressionable individual experiencing frustration and unnecessary stress. You are carried away by other people's enthusiasm and looking for that idealised relationship, be it in a business or personal situation, which you are able to share with a mutual depth of understanding. You have lowered your defences in the past and you have been hurt, so you are now extremely wary of being exploited. You are still ready to trust people on the condition that they are prepared to offer you proof of their sincerity.

You wish to safeguard yourself against criticism or conflict and to embed yourself in a protected situation. You are a difficult person to relate to and very difficult to please.

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Treasurer's Ultimatum

Life as a treasurer would be at it's best if the members of the organization is at cooperation, but it is life at hell when what you meet are imbeciles (referring just to some) and maybe morons whose mental capacity is below the expected. Without that girl just last Friday who have pushed me over my patience threshold, I wouldn't have written another entry till the summer vacation. But since this foolish ex-president lady would put me in jeopardy and accusing me of her own stupidity I think it is time for me to let my angst and hatred over collecting money over from the class be unleashed in a written form rather than verbally which I think her stupid brain whose brainwaves just simply can't catch up to my speaking speed. And I can't even understand how her idiotic mind can't simply understand British English and still find it funny, maybe her mind is only contained with her own Filipino colloquial English.

I would not have burst out of anger for this whole lofty weekend that would continue till Monday due to the Feast of Immaculate Conception, I would have enjoyed this long weekend relaxing and enjoying the cool December weather. But this lady an ex-president from another class who was moved over our class. An ex-president must have the true characteristic of a Leader, a leader should a responsible person who must be able to support the other members of the class as well as her officers. But her immature action of condemning to me her stupidity is simply outrageous. I have been long patient, but she brake the chain of my patience.

Over the semester I have resisted my fury to flow out if anybody would question the integrity of me as their treasurer. But here I would tell you, I don't even need a single part of your dirty money, I don't even need to use that dirty money that you are giving to me. And also let me tell you sissy, those money that I have collected for the past semester was not sufficient to cover all the cost of the test papers that we have taken during the finals period of the first semester, be thankful girl that I have not collected from you the missing part of which totaled more than 200php.

I am writing this not for the case that I am wanting you to feel gratified that I expend the remaining cost.

I am involuntary of being your treasurer. It is not my will to become a treasurer. It is you, or the section, who elected me to be your treasurer. You don't even pay me a single cent for being responsible in collecting the money. I have been diligent in paying the professors in due time for payment of their photocopied exam sheets. You are taking me for granted, you are thinking that it is solely my responsibility of collecting money.

I have written on the whiteboard during our computer laboratory class (December 3, 2008) that all payments are due on the next day, I doubt that not everybody have read it. But still on Thursday nobody approached me to pay for your debts. The students of the class are mostly irresponsible students who all just blame it either to me or to their parents that they lack the money. But I would tell you, if you lack money, don't order new books from the school it is up to you to find a second hand book. I'm always approached over by the Dean's office custodian to have me pay over our dues, it is hard for me to always tell him that the section are not paying their dues.

You order a book but you don't pay, how pitiful are you as a person, acting like somebody, yet your personality is a nobody. I don't have much time to waste with you.

Upon the start of the collection of the exam permits for the second semester, THOSE WHO WOULD NOT COMPLETE THEIR PAYMENT FOR THE ORDERED BOOKS AS WELL AS THE CLASS FUND THAT IS BEING COLLECTED FOR MORE THAN 2 WEEKS, SHALL HAVE THEIR EXAM PERMITS FROM THE DEAN'S OFFICE. I would no longer take the responsibility of collecting your dirty monies from you. You shall go by yourself to the dean's office and ask for how you shall take the exam, don't worry all deals were already agreed with the office.

This act as my ultimatum warning for all those who still have dues on me. As well as for the lady whose personality is at its worse. I would not give out the damn name of that poor lady, I would also say sorry to you if you would have read this entry, but it is your fault.

Note to Stupid girl: Don't tell me that there is a person who have not read the note that I have written over the computer lab, I have my eyes fixed on every person that have read the note. So don't use that stupid reason to accuse me of your own ignorance.

Add. note to stupid girl: I call you stupid not because I'm more intelligent than you, or maybe that's truly a fact, but still your actions pertaining to your past responsibility as well as for your age just doesn't much. I am hoping that the corporate world would never have a person like you who would just simply talk and talk as if someone of a superb intelligence. Please, don't proclaim your own stupidity.

Note to others: I don't know why you always like to ask what for am I collecting, because certainly you know, but you simply like to ask. Think before you talk.

Will be back on November

After the preliminary exams, I am really depressed with the scores that I got, many scores were rotten due to carelessness and mis-time-managament.
As I said in last post, I would actually want to post more clarifications on the issue of ghosts and the like, but since I need a little more effort on academics, I'll be leaving my blog posting till the end of the final exams.
Thank you!