tatak pinoy

Di mo ba nakikita ang ganda ng mundo

at saya ng buhay

Tulad ng agos ng ilog sa alon ay sumabay.

Di mo ba naririnig ang bulong ng hangin sa gitna ng dilim

Tumugon sa himig ng ating damdamin

Refrain:

Ito ang ating bansang kay ganda

Huwang mong isuko ang nasimulan

Ipaglaban sa kahit sino mang umapi

Ipagpatuloy ang laban ng ating bayani.

Chorus:

Isulong ang pangakong 

Kalayaan ng ating lahi

Ang pag-ibig sa ating bayan

Ito ang nagbubuklod sa atin.

Ilang beses mang madapa at maapak-apakan

Tayo'y tatayo at ipagmamalaki

Na tayo'y tatak pinoy.

Turo ni Rizal huwang maging mangmang

sa sariling bayan

Ngunit sa rurok ng tagumpay 

Ay huwang kalimutan lumingon

sa pinanggalingan

Siya man si Dimasalang, Laong-Laan

ay pinakita niya sa bawat Pilipino

Ang tunay na katapangan.

(Repeat chorus)

[an original by bsn 4C's ~ECHOLALIA~]

the rizal musicale

      Finally , it's done. And We LOST. oooops. 

       It took many wasted hours and days for me to accept the responsibility of being in charge. I've always said i didn't want hasul...and that i didn't want to be maldita and saputon... but this afternoon, i realized that the real reason was that i'm scared. I'm scared of my class losing with me leading them. And the turn-out of the musicale proved just that. 

      I hate that we didn't win because it makes me feel inadequate. Everything was all laid-out: great songs made by great people... the class finally cooperating. The other section had a well deserved win because their choreography was amazing. And i really really wish I made something like that for the class.  =( 

     But setting that aside, i was surprisingly and honestly happy about my classmates' performance. I usually feel bad about losing, for in aspects which involves creativity and performances, I've always believed in the aphorism that this society rewards people who win 1st place, and that nobody remembers who comes in second. But with today's musicale, i'm fine with saying, we didn't lose, we just didn't win first place! =p

      My classmates did well, not perfect, but they did very well. I knew they did their best for it shows in the way they sang their hearts out. I knew they wanted to do what was expected of them, and that made me very proud. There were flaws... yes, so many in fact, but in the end, it didn't matter. Every single flaw made the performance very very entertaining, and it was truly TATAK.FOURSEEE!♥
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      And hey, if we think about it, we only had 2 "real" practices. With that span of of time, what we did was our best... they just did better (and had more practices). So, Congratulations guys! I'm so proud of you!

hand of hope

The picture is that of a 21-week-old unborn baby named Samuel Alexander Armas, who is being operated on by surgeon named Joseph Bruner. The baby was diagnosed with spina bifida and would not survive if removed from his mother's womb. Little Samuel's mother, Julie Armas, is an obstetrics nurse in Atlanta. She knew of Dr. Bruner's remarkable surgical procedure. Practicing at Vanderbilt University Medical Center in Nashville, he performs these special operations while the baby is still in the womb.

During the procedure, the doctor removes the uterus via C-section and makes a small incision to operate on the baby. As Dr. Bruner completed the surgery on Samuel, the little guy reached his tiny, but fully developed hand through the incision and firmly grasped the surgeon's finger. Dr. Bruner was reported as saying that when his finger was grasped, it was the most emotional moment of his life, and that for an instant during the procedure he was just frozen, totally immobile.

The photograph captures this amazing event with perfect clarity. The editors titled the picture, Hand of Hope. The text explaining the picture begins, "The tiny hand of 21-week-old fetus Samuel Alexander Armas emerges from the mother's uterus to grasp the finger of Dr. Joseph Bruner as if thanking the doctor for the gift of life."

Little Samuel's mother said they "wept for days" when they saw the picture. She said, "The photo reminds us pregnancy isn't about disability or an illness, it's about a little peerson". Samuel was born in perfect health, the operation 100 percent successful. Now see the actual picture, and it's awesome... incredible... and hey pass it on! The world needs to see this one! -by Sean Keeling

groupmates

miss universe 2011 [haha]

The true pride of gensan, miss universe 2011, mommy D. ♥

This just made my day! 

-and i have nothing else to say-

^_^

-8th of September, 2011-

A part of YOU has grown in ME.And so you see, 
it's you and me, US. Together forever and never apart, maybe in distance but never in heart. ♥

We may have lived most of our years in different worlds, taking different paths... we weren't there for each other in our happiest and saddest times... but the few hours we spent after 8 long years apart, proved that no matter what happens - may it be changing schools, new friends, broken hearts, the pressures and stresses of college, GROWING UP - in us, there will always be those little girls who cared less about the world & the future; and more of fun, games &&& spending time together.  

I'm someone who finds it hard let go of the past, and this, for me, is a dream come true. ♥

-8th of September, 2011- 

Thank you girls, I wish we did this years back... I missed you!  Until next time. (.!_!.)