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Name: Joey
Birthday: 1/5/1989
Gender: Male
Interests: play basketball, read books na hindi nakatatamad basahin, play basketball, beat my friend in nba live, eat
Expertise: expertise? di naman ako expert sa kahit ano eh. i'm just an amateur in all that i do. maliban sa basketball at nba live
Message: message me
Website: visit my website
Yahoo:  joey_player17
Member Since:
3/24/2004
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Igo and I's poem for English. It has no title since we can't think of a good one. I guess the best title for this one would be: Ano ba Talaga?
Oh how you tease me! One minute I’m soaring
And the next I’m falling.
Give me a sign, a hint, anything!
Just let me know what we are.
You are tantalizing!
You simultaneously please and
torture
My tired heart.
You reach then pull back
Reach then pull back
Reach then pull back…
I beg you stop!
Dear, subtly, silently, secretly
tell me
Are we destined
To be Cupid and Psyche,
Together happily ever after,
Or shall I live to be a Cyrano,
Forced to share the light
And not shine under it.
Anything, give me anything!
Pinch me, push me, or pat me.
Sing with me, sit with me, or smile
at me.
Reveal to me your intentions
Or I shall forever be blissfully
miserable.
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| Minsan by the Eraserheads
Minsan sa may Kalayaan
Tayo'y nagkatagpuan
May mga sariling gimik
At kanya-kanyang hangad sa buhay
Sa ilalim ng iisang bubong
Mga sikretong ibinubulong
Kahit na anong mangyari
Kahit na saan ak man patungo
Ngunit ngayon
Kay bilis maglaho ng kahapon
Sana'y huwag kalimutan
Ang ating mga pinagsamahan
At kung sakaling gipitin ay
Laging iisipin na
Minsan tayo ay naging tunay na
Magkaibigan
Minsan ay parang wala nang bukas
sa buhay natin.
Inuman hanggang sa magdamag
Na para bang tayo'y mauubusan
Sa ilalim mg bilog na buwan
Mga tiyan nati'y walang laman
Ngunit kahit na walang pera
Ang bawat gabi'y anong saya
Ngunit ngayon
Kay bilis maglaho ng kahapon
Sana'y huwag kalimutan
Ang ating mga pinagsamahan
At kung sakaling gipitin ay
Laging iisipin na
Minsan tayo ay naging tunay na
Magkaibigan
Minsan ay hindi mo na alam ang nangyayari
Kahit na anong gawin
Lahat ng bagay ay merong hangganan
Dahil ngayon
Tayo ay nilimot ng kahapon
Di na mapipilitang buhayin
Ang ating pinagsamahan
Ngunit kung sakaling mapadaan
Baka ikaw ay aking tawagan
Dahil minsan tayo ay naging tunay na
Magkaibigan
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| "To torment and tantalize oneself with hopes of possible fortune is so sweet, so thrilling!"
- Anton Chekhov, "The Lottery Ticket"
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| Wow. It's been a long while since I've last written something (of my own) here. Well, anyway...
In case you didn't know, I turned 18 yesterday (January 5). For those who greeted you, I thank you very much. for those who don't, I hate you...Nah I'm just kidding. I'm sure you would've greeted me if you saw me.
Okay, so I'm 18 years old. Now what?
My friends, when they learned that I've existed in God's world for 18 years already, first said, "Uy, legal na si Jocar." Yes, I can now legally buy/watch/read the things that your perverted minds are thinking of right now. But, guess what, I won't be buying those things because, well, they just show my age. Being 18, a young adult, I'm now given the responsibilities of voting, which I don't really want for now. I mean, really, it's discouraging to know that you're now, to some extent, expected to contribute something in this country of ours.
Hay.
Now that I'm 18, what's next? I don't know. I honestly don't know what I want. Aside from basketball, I don't know what makes me happy. As Igo asked, "What does it mean to be happy?" What makes me happy?
ACET results came out today. I was very nervous when I entered Ateneo and saw a crowd beside the Blue Eagle Gym, scanning the boards to see if their name or their friend's name is on the list of accepted applicants. I joined the crowd, and my name popped up in front of me immediately. Wow. I was in the list of accepted students. I felt great when I saw my name, together with several A-boys, in the
Director's List. I became even happier when I saw six of my classmates,
especially Igo, get the Merit Scholar thing.
Okay, I got accepted into the school I want to go to. I got into the course I want to pursue. Yet, everything seems so unsure. Is this really what I want? I don't know. Maybe I need to think about this a little bit more. In doing so, what do I consider? Hopefully, my top priority would be my happiness.
Okay, what a sad entry! Let's lighten up the mood, shall we?
When you were a child, didn't you just love hearing a "Happy Birthday" song for you? I did. It brought joy to my heart knowing that several people were welcoming my coming of age with me.
However, this year, no one, as in no one, sang "Happy Birthday" for me. I don't know why. Is it because I'm now 18? Well, that saddened me a bit. I realized, celebrating a birthday without the song just isn't the same. Does it really matter that you're singing for an 18 year old? Hah. I don't think so.
Luckily, some classmates/friends of mine sang for me while eating at Shakey's during lunch time. Boy, I'm sure I turned RED at that moment. I was saying to myself, "Grabe, ang sarap talaga pakinggan ang Happy Birthday song kung para sa'yo."
Wala lang.
Two (or three?) months to go, guys! It won't be long before we part ways (although a lot of us will still be classmates during college it seems hahaha). It won't be long.
So let's ENJOY the time we have in high school now. Let's end it great, on a high note. Yes, I know it's hard. Mahirap bumanat sa eskwelahan kung alam mong may kolehiyo ka na. But, come on, do you really want to see the Ateneo University's reaction when they see that your B+ in Math became a C? No?
Heh. I didn't think so.
Huling banat na.
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| Abraham Lincoln's Letter to His Son's Teacher
He will have to learn, I know,
that all men are not just,
all men are not true.
But teach him also that
For every scoundre1 there is a hero;
that for every selfish politician,
there is a dedicated leader ....
Teach him that for every enemy there is a friend.
It will take time, I know
But teach him, if you can,
that a dollar earned is of far more va1ue than five found....
teach him to learn to loose....
and also to enjoy winning.
Steer him away from envy, if you can, teach him the secret of quiet laughter.
Let him learn early that
The bullies are the easiest to lick,....
Teach him, if you can,
The wonder of books.....
But also give him quiet time
To ponder the eternal mystery of birds in the sky,
bees in the sun,
and flowers on a green hillside.
In school teach him
It is far more honorable to fail than to cheat.....
Teach him to have faith in his own ideas,
even if everyone tells him
they are wrong....
Teach him to be gentle with gentle people, and tough
with the tough.
Try to give my son
the strength not to follow the crowd
when everyone is getting on the band wagon ..
Teach him to listen to all men..."
but teach him also to filter all his hears
on a screen of truth,
and take only the good that comes through.
Teach him, if you can
how to laugh when he is sad.....
Teach him there is no shame in tears.
Teach him to scoff at cynics
and to beware of too much sweetness.....
Teach him to sell his brawn
and brain to the highest bidders,
but never to put a price tag
on his heart and soul.
Teach him to close his ears to a howling mob...
and to stand and fight
if he thinks he's right.
Treat him gently,
but do not cuddle him,
because only the test of fire makes fine steel.
Let him have the courage to be impatient....;
let him have the patience to be brave.
Teach him always
to have sublime faith in himself
because then he will always have
sublime faith in mankind.
This is a big order,
But see what you can do..... He is such a fine little fellow, my son!
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