Splatter of Thoughts

Splatter of Thoughts http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/ <center>Laugh away your sorrows. Embrace your enemies. Fight for your dreams.</center>  <center> <object height="110" width="300"><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="never"><param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/r42K_GIWw1"><param name="wmode" value="transparent"> <embed allowscriptaccess="never" src="http://media.imeem.com/m/r42K_GIWw1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"><a href="http://www.imeem.com/jukeboxmusic8/music/OR4t7b9z/the_postal_service_be_still_my_heart_album_version/">Be Still My Heart (Album Version) - The Postal Service</a></object></center> Fri, 9 Jan 2009 00:17:25 -0000 Sun, 4 Jan 2009 14:14:00 -0000 Splatter of Thoughts http://images.alibranchit1017.multiply.com/logo http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/ 100 100 CRUSH kaau nako c KUYA CARL. I can go on and on about his smile, his eyes, his hands, his fashion sense, his faith. =] http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/130/CRUSH_kaau_nako_c_KUYA_CARL._ Sun, 4 Jan 2009 14:14:00 -0000 Matthew 24 I think I was six or seven, when my Mommy told me to read this chapter in the Bible. We were living in Don Mariano back then, in that rental house at the end of the street where Whoever (wa ko kaila) decided to cement the entrance; right next to Ate Bebe's house; in front of Mr. & Mrs. Heron's house. Jeeez. My memory rocks. =] It was night, and I was in that small bed nga adjacent sa bed sa akong mum & dad. It made a freakin' 90 deg angle. Haha. =)) And you know that feeling when you were young? When your curiosity is at its early stages, and you're eager to do things just for the sake of it, especially because your dearest Mommy tells you to? Yeah. It was like that for me. So I took the Bible--NIV--enthusiastically. And that was the first time, btw, that I had actually read a passage from the Bible. =] I took it, and placed it down in my lap. Therefore, I had to bend my back a little. Signs of the End of Age. I swear I could feel the hairs of neck rising. And I swear, growi... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/128/Matthew_24_ Thu, 1 Jan 2009 17:20:00 -0000 #1 Pet Peeve this week. When people ask for other people's opinion, and slams it merely because the thoughts of others didn't match up or agree with theirs. If you can't take different opinions from yours, and you can't accept the fact that people have varying perceptions, then don't frigggin bother asking what other people thought of the subject! You're wasting your time. You're wasting other people's time that could have been better spent with more mature individuals other than your obviously narrow-minded self.     http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/127/1_Pet_Peeve_this_week._ Wed, 31 Dec 2008 20:57:00 -0000 "Salaga-doola, menchika-boola, Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo!" At a very early age, Love casts its spell upon us. And nobody bothers to save us from that enchantment because believing in fairy tale endings, pretending to be the Disney princesses, wishing for our childhood/next-door-neighbor crush to be the dashing Prince Charming, and hoping for that Love's first kiss are all part of what is considered "a typical and ordinary childhood." The fairy tale phase, they say, is as much part of a girl's childhood as much as playing house, dressing up Barbie with the latest pink and purple fashion, and having tea parties with their friends. The question is, when should this childhood illusion end, and when should the reality begin? People get abandoned; People get betrayed; People get poisoned; People get abused; People get taken advantaged of. And to some extent, we experience this brutality and unkindness throughout our lives, whereas, the obsession with Disney princesses, dolls, and tea parties end when we are introduced to better and bigger joys of... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/126/Salaga-doola_menchika-boola_Bibbidi-bobbidi-boo_ Wed, 31 Dec 2008 07:04:00 -0000 What's the most beautiful thing about life, for you? While I was taking a shower this afternoon, this question popped in my head. And just like any other question, I immediately wondered about it and tried answering it. This is what I came up with: Personally, the most beautiful thing about life is imperfection: the petty and clumsy mistakes that we do; the failed relationships despite the effort; the narrow-mindedness of our misguided perceptions; the indifference and complacency of mankind. I think it's through all these things that we are able to face the fear of other people's scrutiny and our own self-critic, that we are able to challenge ourselves so that we can strive to become who and what we want to be, that we are able to grow in the end and appreciate its pure and simple beauty in spite of its physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual complexity. Then, I remembered that I've actually asked myself this question before, in another time of reflection. The thing is, my answer was something about enlightenment and having the pow... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/125/Whats_the_most_beautiful_thing_about_life_for_you Wed, 31 Dec 2008 01:10:00 -0000 A B C... Regret In my short eighteen years of existence, I've constantly heard of people--whether in person or on television--saying that they do not have any regrets whatsoever at all. Really? If that were true, then why are these same people angry, bitter, and doubtful most of the time? If they truly didn't have any regrets, then why are they afraid of sharing memories in order to teach and inspire? What is it about regrets that people are ashamed of admitting to have felt in their lives? Those are certain questions about regret that I have neither answers to nor theories on. It's still quite puzzling me. Because the truth is, I don't understand why people pretend to not have had experienced that particular raw emotion. We're all human, after all. We make mistakes daily--however big or small, we lose control of ourselves, and we commit sins against our better judgement. And don't these actions often result to the same thing: regret? To be perfectly honest, it's been a long time since I've bega... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/123/A_B_C..._Regret Sun, 28 Dec 2008 19:29:00 -0000 Pastor Allan on Patience :-) Despite the weekly Values lessons every Monday morning @ CCGS, and daily household/other personal experiences, I still haven't quite fully mastered the Art of Virtuous Patience until now. Truthfully, it's both because I have a hard time understanding the concept and I also find it difficult to try. However, I think its idea might stick with me longer this time. Because this time, it didn't come from one of my mother's endless diatribes about time. This time, it came from last Sunday's service @ V.I.C.C.! Although patience wasn't actually the topic of yesterday's service, the little lesson in which Pastor Allan G. taught us enthralled me so much, that I thought--right there and then--that I would have to write about it, and share it. According to Pastor Allan, instead of making instant accusations and jumping to negative conclusions, we must first wait for God's help since He is always speaking to us. God's communication with us may not be to us directly and/or... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/122/Pastor_Allan_on_Patience_- Tue, 23 Dec 2008 04:58:00 -0000 "None are so hopelessly enslaved as those who falsely believe they are free" - Goethe Freedom speaks Freedom dares Freedom affects Freedom touches Freedom loves Freedom cares Freedom promises Freedom teaches Freedom gives Freedom inspires And yet, we continue to abuse. http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/121/None_are_so_hopelessly_enslaved_as_those_who_falsely_believe_they_are_free_-_Goethe Sun, 21 Dec 2008 02:12:00 -0000 A Dream Come True A part of me has always wanted to become a writer. Even back then, when I was little, I remember feeling high whenever I caressed the smooth pages of books and magazines; whenever I read the words out loud and envisioned the authors as they write it; whenever I smelt the fading ink and yellowing leaves of those pocket rectangular treasures. Slowly, my active imagination took hold of me. And although, I utterly despise being imprisoned by something unstoppable, I gave up easily. I mean, hello?! Writers, for me, are genuises. Whatever you say about scientists, writers are Einsteins. And through whatever genre it is that they convey their messages, I've always admired them and thank God for their dedication, time, and effort, to entertain as well as enlighten. However, it wasn't until the summer of '03, when I became completely convinced that being a writer someday is my fate, my destiny. The fire grew, until the old aspiration became a daily dream, an obstinate purpose in  my lif... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/118/A_Dream_Come_True Fri, 5 Dec 2008 06:26:00 -0000 Of Wands and Paper Clips Seriously. Who needs magical wands when you can use simple small green paper clips to fix the problem? http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/117/Of_Wands_and_Paper_Clips Fri, 5 Dec 2008 05:41:00 -0000 Pare Ko theme song. In theater, people always say break a leg; in dancing, people say rip a tight; in falling in love, should we say, break a heart? No, right? Because it's ill-wishing. It's not a goodluck expression anymore. Ironic, maxado, don't you think? You would think we should say "break a heart" more often, considering that's what usually happens in relationships. Plus, it tends to happen in reality more, compared to the other two expressions aforementioned. I'm neither saying I want to get my heart broken; nor the hearts of those I care about and love. In fact, I am tired of the pain, and I want to be at peace. For just a couple of months, couldn't I be just normal for a bit, and stop dreaming about Austin being right there in the park? Or stop hoping for another yet chance with Marlon, in the future? It is sooo extremely luod. SOBRA! And I refuse to see myself in this position. And no, it's not pride. I don't know what it is, but it isn't pride. Like kung hunahunaon nin.u, would you want ... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/115/Pare_Ko_theme_song._ Sat, 22 Nov 2008 03:15:00 -0000 "Are you a Club Girl?" hahahaha! should i be... flattered? nga naai oh-so-doable-gorgeous-guy nag.ask sa akoa ana?! hahahaha! but no. i'm not a Club Girl. i'm a Bar Girl. in the kind of bar with dim lights, people in round tables laughing raucously; people in round tables betting wildly; people in round tables sharing their latest agony. i'm a Bar Girl. & of course, the blinking jukebox with a variety of classic rock, oldies, & soft rock. hihi :-) GOOOOO 50's, 60's, 7O's & 80's! http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/114/Are_you_a_Club_Girl_ Mon, 17 Nov 2008 13:51:00 -0000 Julian Casablancas I loooove him. :-) I haven't listened to the Strokes in forever, and when I finally played their albums again... gaaaahhhhhh! mabuang ko nya. :D :D :D http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/113/Julian_Casablancas Mon, 17 Nov 2008 13:29:00 -0000 Happiness "Happiness is dependant on our perspective of life, and not the circumstances in which we are currently facing." - Pastor Allan G., V.I.C.C. http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/112/Happiness Mon, 17 Nov 2008 13:20:00 -0000 Bom Chicka Wah Wah Hahaha :-) T'is my most favorite axe commercial everrr. It's sooo bom chika wah wah! LOL this convo that my 11-year-old brother and I have reminded me of it. at Fry's (food & drugs... S: whoa. kusuga sa axe woi. D: ate sam, you should bom-chika-wah-wah him. S: hahahahahaha! kaging ka! di ko ui! D: sussss! cge na. pleeeeeeease? S: kaging kaau ka, dane! D: we're family, oui? (flashes http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/video/item/3/Bom_Chicka_Wah_Wah Sun, 16 Nov 2008 14:11:12 -0000 P.S. I Love You http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/music/item/20/P.S._I_Love_You_ Sun, 16 Nov 2008 13:52:44 -0000 Connection Thank God it's Friday!!! From long and exhausting hours of Pride & Prejudice annotations to AP AmGov "Presidential Campaign" projects to French orals & skits to Synthesis Reactions to metaphors to--finally--Series & Sequences (Blech!) in Calc--I survived. Woot Woot! I could barely get my thoughts organized, let alone actually talk/complain/discuss/blog about them in whichever blogging website I'm currently digging. I was that busy. Preoccupied. And other relating adjectives. And not being able to write about anything personal, anything enlightening, anything fun or stupid, anything at all... is painful for me. Beyond painful. It's terrifyingly agonizing. Because despite the air that I breathe, despite the use of my senses, my day amounts to nothing if I couldn't--at least--blog about it. Ya digg? This week is all about the connections: long & short, far & near, past & present, etc. No matter how hard we try to let go of a certain someone, a certain place, ... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/111/Connection Sat, 15 Nov 2008 05:44:00 -0000 Paint Not a single day goes by When her precious pilot point is high In perfect skinny lines that fly In echoing thoughts that cry   With mellow Lights, as yellow frights …sways Under the silvery moonlight Or basked in the blinding sunlight …lays   Of Grey’s Anatomy & American Beauty Laughter with the pain Till’ a kiss in the rain And though a battle is lost There is still some gain   Second fated tick-tocks, she abhors Swirly designed flip-flops, she adores Life is a tease Life is a journey Life is a battlefield   Her Creative Zen brings comfort Until memories of old distort C.A.P.T.I.V.S.H. who have stood against space and time F.L.C. who haunts and robs her of time   Just like an unfinished abstract art Whose meaning as well as any feeling Is still yet hard to understand Dazed and disillusioned up to point Yet stands firm and resolute to finish the paint   Nothing reminds her more of her life than the gray ocean With its undiscovered treasures, in its my... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/110/Paint Sat, 15 Nov 2008 01:53:00 -0000 "Change Has Come" <img class="alignleft" src="http://images.alibranchit1017.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SRH9agoKCC0AACe3-mw1/capt-3b630148defe4386879f3f497f98fb38-obama-2008-ilrg123.jpg?et=mv4VgjWJabNXg43VzsJzUQ&nmid=0" border="0">About twenty-one months ago, the worldwide media was kept busy, when Sen. Barack Obama (D-Illinois) stepped forward to announce his presidential candidacy for the Democratic party. Raised eyebrows and shocked gasps were the dominant and first greeters of this new, brave political pronouncement. Never before, has the Presidential seat in the Oval Office been pursued by a candidate whose skin color is not white. Although Barack Obama was born to a Kansas white woman and was raised by his white relatives, he openly acknowledged and embraced his Kenyan roots. And now that Obama is the 44th--and the first African-American--president to lead the United States of America, "change has come" indeed. But will he be able to deliver the "change" he promises America, and the world, in his several speeches? That is the question that continues to resonate universally. We are aware that the heavy burden of two World Wars, the ongoing war against terror, and the global economy have been passed on ... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/109/Change_Has_Come_ Wed, 5 Nov 2008 20:04:00 -0000 Enlightenment Around 1am, I finally finished my Hamlet packet (well, not quite. hehe. I skipped 3 q's), which was supposedly due last Friday. Pero because of God's good graces, Mrs. T. had the heart to not collect the assignment (Thank you jud kaau, Lord!!!). And, I just want to take a moment to blog about school stuffs, to help me get a little bit of perspective regarding my academic life: If I compared what kind of a student I am now to the type of student I was then, lahi ra jud ang difference. Sobra. Back in middle school, when I was in 7th grade, my grades were mostly A's and B's. It made me realize nga I had the potential to become a great student. As in honestly, wa jud ko'y ekkk about education. Like, when I was in gradeschool, I knew people who diligently studied and were constantly in Honor Classes, but pra sa akoa, who freakin' cares? Lahi lang sad jud pud akong priorities adto nga time sa CCS (but then again, I'm not much of a priority-heeding person). But then, I came here to America, ... http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/108/Enlightenment Mon, 3 Nov 2008 23:41:00 -0000 Definition of a Cock. Guys. As in, male guys. Do not, I repeat, do not bite my head off for this one. I'm not being sexist or anything. Simply for the sake of posting lang ni xa. Alrighty? Peace! "Cock: n. Male reproductive organ. Used as a secondary brain sometimes." - C.S.M.A. http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/105/Definition_of_a_Cock._ Sun, 2 Nov 2008 13:52:00 -0000 Go Honesty! Go Bling! :)) ahahahahaha. pastilan. =) this began my day. thanks Blinky! Blinky: naa koi g.kiatkiatan nga friend sa akong ig.agaw! Bunny: bang Bunny: haha Bunny: gwapo? Blinky: [hatag fs link] Blinky: okay lng... Blinky: he seems to have sex appeal but not so Blinky: ewww Blinky: i changed my mind, he's ugly diay Bunny: haha! meanie! Blinky: I'm just honest. http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/journal/item/104/Go_Honesty_Go_Bling_ Sun, 2 Nov 2008 13:45:00 -0000 Unspoken Thoughts Just check this out. Full of unspoken thoughts. :) http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/links/item/6/Unspoken_Thoughts Fri, 2 May 2008 01:58:30 -0000 Bianca Ryan from America's Got Talent Amazing. http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/video/item/2/Bianca_Ryan_from_Americas_Got_Talent Fri, 21 Dec 2007 05:25:28 -0000 Blinky's 18th Certified Adult. Haha! :-) http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/calendar/item/10008/Blinkys_18th Fri, 21 Dec 2007 04:46:20 -0000 Mom & Dad's Anniversary What should I get them? It's so hard. I was thinking of singing them a song. But then I can't sing them I song because I just don't sing for http://alibranchit1017.multiply.com/calendar/item/10007/Mom_Dads_Anniversary Fri, 21 Dec 2007 04:43:43 -0000