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Breakfast Sessions

So now I have thought of a great title. Breakfast Sessions, since I do this every morning when I wake up. Either before or after breakfast. This was still taken inside my lil bro's room and I admit I have a lot of mistakes here. Still a big room for improvement but this vlog what drives me to be better. haha.

I know my voice and guitar is waaaaaaaaay off key but here's my breakfast yesterday. haha.
Pardon my abysmal guitar skills.. :D

Lucky as popularized by Jason Mraz and Colbie Caliat

-tabbed by Totto Strand

Intro: C

Now do ya hear me talking to you
Dm7 GEm
Across the water, across the deep blue ocean
Am Dm7
Under the open sky, oh my
Baby I'm trying

C Am
Boy I hear you in my dreams
Dm7 G
I feel your whisper across the sea
Em Am
I keep you with me in my heart
Dm7 G
You make it easier when life gets hard

Am Dm7 G
Lucky I'm in love w…

Jesus Never Fails

On my way home from the office, a jeepney cut the jeepney I was riding, and it's rear slogan reads "Jesus Never Fails" It actually made me smile and I said to myself, I'll blog about this statement. So here I am, blogging about it without an actual train of thought. Just blogging what's on my mind.

The reason why it made me smile was because It's a nice thought, Jesus never fails. It is us who fail, we fail in a lot of things, sometimes blaming luck or fate when things didn't go the way we planned. Thinking about it more, there were times when Jesus could've failed. When he was praying, asking "My God, my God why have you foresaken me" he could've just given up but he rose to his position as God's Son and saved us all.

Maybe we can fail less if we change the way we think about things. If we dont blame anyone or anything about faults and disorders in our lives. If we start acting up instead of backing down. If we start being a person of…

An attempt for Bathroom Sessions

Okay, I haven't thought of a nice title for my guitar sessions and this first 1 isn't at the bathroom, it's in my lil bro's room. This is just an attempt so it's not a full song or anything.

Overjoyed as popularized by Stevie Wonder

C B7 Bb7M B7

C B7 Bb7M A

D Bm Em - A
Overtime, I've been building my castle of love
D Bm E - F#
Just for two, though you never knew you were the reason
B F#
I've gone much too far for you now to say
Bm E A
That I've got to throw my castle away

D Bm Em - A
Over dreams, I have picked out, p…

Loooong Weekend

This has been a tiring weekend for me. For starters, I don't seem to have a weekend cause of my jam-packed sched. I usually have my day off on Sundays but had it switched to Saturday so I could attend the Vicariate Youth Day (yesterday Nov. 7, 2009). The youth day started with a mass, then had a sustainable development talk. After lunch, we had a very tiring Amazing Race. (My team came in 7th! Go brown!!!! and no, there were more than 7 teams! there were about 15). Attended the 6pm anticipated mass, had dinner, waited for bry to call (2 hours of waiting!) dozed off at about 22:30.

I woke up at around 8am this morning from a very action-packed dream (I was in combat and was constantly running. It was also emotional and suspense-ful) and baked some brownies. Took a bath at around 10:30 and arrived at the office at quarter to 12. Made an exam for my beloved students and danced my ass off til 19:30. Bry arrived at the office and we picked on each other til 21:00. Arrived home at about …

Back on track

Okay, so I know i haven't blogged for a while, blogging lost it's novelty when I was soooo busy in school and so absorbed with work. Now I am not. I am not schooling and I'm not absorbed with work, so now I want to blog again! YAY for me!

I still dont know what to type in this blogsite though. When i first made this blog, I wanted it to have impact, to be a blog that people would visit because of it's content. I dont want it to be just an outlet of my screaming mind but silent lips. It seems though I have no choice but to do that.

I'm planning to make a vlog, but it would be videos of me playing the guitar and singing. I know I know it's not a pretty sight to see and it would definitely anger the savage beast, but it would be my motivation to try singing and playing the guitar properly. You have the option of not watching anyway. right? :D I'm thinking of a catchy tag for this vlog. How about bathroom sessions? since I plan to record the videos inside the bat…

My 21st

This is a rather late post. It's almost a month since my birthday, but I promised myself that I'll blog how Bry made my birthday really special.

It started off at my "salubong" party(Aug 4). He mingled with my/our friends and my office mates as well. There were also thrills during my birthday and a lot of talking. I really enjoyed my salubong and the HUG I got from him when the clock stuck 12! yay!

Bry and my/our friends went home at around 7pm, Aug 5. Bry still had work that day despite the non working Holiday imposed by the government. (Business is business as he say).

I stayed at home for the rest of the day, hid from the visitors which were mostly kids (mum's guests with their over-active kids. ok they're not over active, but I soo dont like kids!). Made a video presentation for fr. neil's birthday and watched the late president Aquino's funeral; cried at the replay of Kris Aquino's speech, blew out the candles of my yema cake, ate cake, ate meri…


Ok, this day isn't turning out well. I wont elaborate on the other things that occurred today. It's just that what happened just now really pissed me off.

One thing I hate about technology is spam. SPAM. Spam, is something that the user received unsolicited.

Spam mail is tolerable. It's easy to delete them. One look at the subject and you knot it's spam.

Spam text is slightly tolerable. If your cell phone has a preview or shows the first few lines of the text, you'd know if you want to read the message or not

SPAM CALLERS! now that I hate.

Yeah, I can't tolerate spam text that are in the form of somebody wanting to be your text mate. I mean, come on! I really hate receiving those type of texts. I rarely get those though, cause my friends dont give out my number (THANK GOD) and I dont leave/write my number in public places. In the occasions that I do get spam texts, I don't reply to them. yeah! HELL TO SPAM TEXTERS!

Yesterday, I received a spam text. I didn't …

Teacher! Teacher!

I've been a teacher for 2 weeks and 2 days now. I can say that being a teacher is equally hard and satisfying. My experience is not as tough as most teachers though. For starters, I only have 9 students, sometimes 3. I don't need to bring test papers home just so I could return them on time. I don't need to make a lesson plan. HAHAHAHAHA *insert triumphant laugh here*

One of the joys of being a teacher is seeing that your students are able to understand what you are saying. It's like saying "Oh Yeah! I can teach! I can teach!" IT FEELS GOOD. DAMN GOOD :)

Now I know why smart students are teachers' favorites. These smart students give the teacher a sense of accomplishment. They get the lesson. They are able to do it by themselves! YESSSS!

It's kinda scary though, being a teacher. I mean, yeah I teach them everything I know and have learned but a person retains only a certain percentage of knowledge from school. So that fraction of knowledge that I learned…

Missing out

Have you ever felt that you missed out in a lot? Well, the feeling's mutual.

My parents are strict. I rarely go out of the house. It's not that they don't allow me to go out, It's just that they somehow managed to get it to my brain that they won't allow me to go out.

Childhood Memories
Being a kid is fun, you get to play all and read all day. My parent's let me play around a lot. I didn't find the need to go somewhere for playmates because my cousins and I live together (father side) in my grandmum's house, and every Sunday, we go to my aunt's place where I get to play with my other (mum side) cousins.

When we left my grandmum's home and lived in a huge rental house in Marikina, that's when my I felt my parent's strictness, they always wanted our playmates to play at home, and they rarely let us play outside. It wasn't much of a bother then too, cause our playmates were all too happy to play at our place. Lot's of hiding places and …