acknowledgment
Finally, a blog created by yours truly!
To everyone who has been baying with me patiently:
To the fig fen peepz who did nothin' but stay in front of Jollibee ad right after our shift. These creepy souls have been my constant companion during tear-jerking days and gloomy nights. They've been my fellas in Makati Republik every Friday night till the dawn of Saturday - to see them chill out with the band, slam the drums, strum the guitar, stretch their vocal cords at the top of their lungs and eventually form their own band, and to crazily dance wit' em till the sun shows its way up. Thank you guys for filling my life!
Great thanks also to Eden Licup, an angel thrown from heaven down here on earth to make me realize that it's still great to be good.
Thanks to June Castelo, another angel from Victory Church who persistently attends one-to-one with me so that I may know who our Father is...
I also wanna thank Pidro Shirt for my outfit, Dr. Jose Rizal Optical for my eyewear, and Dra. Vicky Bentong for my lyposuction! Hindi ako gaganda kung wala kayo! (haha! maniwala tanga!)
This blog is the fruit of indulgent effort in trying to absorb HTML, XHTML, and CSS. This is the very first blog layout created by yours truly. It's quite a scratch, but this is special... cuz this is my first! Keep on rockin' my world, guys! (O_o)
about-face
Cherie
a.k.a.
Che |
Chichi |
Cher
Chert |
Chux
about me
3 things i can't live w/o
- clean & clear oil control film
- shades, lalo na't mataas sikat ng araw
- flash drive w/ mp3 player - binenta q na po ung iPod Nano q
- at shemperdz, ang pinakamamahal kong computer na kulang na lang pakasalan ko)
dreams
to be a professional web designer, graphics artist, programmer, and technician in.... Alaska(?)
music
ROCK, esp Bamboo, Creed, Alanis Morisette, Vertical Horizon, and Matchbox20
50's, 60's,& 70's, like Frank Sinatra, Nat King Cole, Johnny Mathis - basta mga pang-lola na kanta
other songs sung by Eric Clapton, Eagles, Patti Austin, Norah Jones, Dianna Ross, Natalie Cole, Carpenters, Fra Lippo Lippi
and Rock Gospel by Hillsongs
(pakinggan nyo na lang lahat ng songs na naka-upload sa musiklaban column sa kanan. Lahat un love ko!)
music i HATE
boy band (ulk*)
idol
Raffy Tulfo (muah muah!)
Jade
crush
Brandon Routh a.k.a. Superman
evanescence
color
yellow |
black |
white
movies
any flick that has somethin' to do with computers! Example:
The Net |
So Close |
Firewall |
The Core
other flicks like:
Dangerous Minds |
Enemy of the State |
The Jackal
Moulin Rouge
(ako po ay nananawagan. pag may alam pa kayong flick about computers, tell me. gusto ko mapanood)
cartoon character
Mickey Mouse, my No. 1
Winnie, the Pooh, my No. 2
hang-out
Fig Fen tambayan right after my shift (11pm to 12.30am)
Makati Republik every Friday night till Sabado morning
matatagpuang gumagala sa Southmall tuwing Sabado
Festival Mall naman tuwing Linggo
Alabang TownCenter
at
SM Sucat
minsan sa Sabado at Linggo
pag wala naman ako sa labas, nasa bahay lang ako nagmumulto kaharap ang pinakamamahal kong computer!
greatest desire To have a successful career in computer and information technology...
To learn how to forgive... the person who hurt me...
To find someone who will love me truly...without any condition...or maybe he should find me...or maybe we should find each other...when God finally writes my much-awaited love story...
To know more about Jesus Christ...
To be a good person...
To live a better life...
To have a God-fearing family someday...
To become a blessing to other people...
I long for these prayers to be answered... May the desires of my heart be granted... Amen (O_o)
Jesus Christ
O Lord, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise. You perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down. You are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue, you know it completely, O Lord. You hem me in behind and before. You have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me...too lofty for me to attain.
Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there. If I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast
If I say, "Surely, the darkness will hide me... and the light become night around me," even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be.
How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand. When I awake, I am still with you...
Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.
Psalm 139
This was written by the director of music, David. This is my favorite chapter on the Bible, Psalm 139. I have been memorizing it. I love the way he has written this. I was thinking, where was he when he wrote this... I bet all he was thinking was God and everything he did were acknowledged to Him. I want to be like David. I want to build relationship with Jesus Christ the way he was able to establish his relationship with the Father. By the way, there is part in this chapter in which he did express his abhoration to people who spoke of God with evil intent. I did not include it hear, but you may read Psalm 139:19-22 to find out what that was all about. Cheers! (O_o)
Here is my love letter to Jesus Christ...
Lord, I know I have hurt you many times in my life. I have offended you in innumerable ways. I know you have wept for all the iniquities that filled my hands with blood... and for those actions in which I have hurt you, I realized that I was like crucifying you...again...and again...and again... Yet, you are there for me. You are still there when I cry. I ask for another chance. Change my life. Change my life jus' like how you were able to change June Castelo. Change me that I may be able to please you and that you can see favor in my eyes. Erase all the pains that bind me from knowing you. Break the bondage that precludes me from seeing you face to face. Reveal yourself to me and take away the veil that covers my eyes from knowing you deeper. Just change me... Change me, O Lord... Amen
robo-cat
age:
4 years old
birthday:
15 April 2002
favorite dish:
fish and friskies
Hi! I am Tripoddy, the robo-cat. This is my column. I am thankful 'cuz my master Cherie has decided to provide a space for me here in her blog. By the way, I am a miracle cat. I had feline panleukopenia when I was 2 years old. I thought I was goin' to die. I had seizure until I could not walk. Cherie saw the pain I was goin' through so she decided to bring me to a veterinarian in Vergon. Vet, that ugly doctor, said there were 9 out of 10 cats who can survive such disease and it was a guarantee that I would die :-( I witnessed how Cherie's tears flooded her cheeks that she could barely talk. That vet suggested euthanasia. I was so afraid that Cherie thought of the same thing cuz she did not want to see me suffer anymore. One shot of euthanasia costs Php 500. Mr. Uglee Vet said that it would be best for me to die peacefully than bear all the pains brought about by the virus deliriously swimming in my bloodstream. Good thing, she did not have any penny at that time so both of us went home with her parents. Cherie could barely eat and I was, too. The seizure just continued that night until the next morning. Cherie did not sleep that night, maybe 5 minutes of sleep every now and then because in 5 minutes the seizure would attack me. That night she just fed me. The next day she was in RFC to buy cerelac for me. I was worried bout her cuz she did not have any money. Her 2 sisters said I would die and that she was just wasting her time and money to make me live. Good thing again, she did not follow her sisters' advice.
Was Cherie able to understand my body language? I guess she did... She saw that I was doin' my best to crawl despite my seizure. She never stopped feeding me until...after 2 to 3 weeks I was able to be back on my knees and walk! Nga lang, it wasn't like before. That disease left a mark on me. I now walk like a programmed robot. Others say I walk like a soldier because of this robotic movement. Despite of that, I still feel lucky 'cuz I'm still alive. I think both our prayers were heard by God. I remember she wrote a letter to Him asking that a triple-colored cat like me would live. I'll search for that letter then I'll post it here on my blog, I mean column (hehe).
I wanna tell you guys that miracles still exist. Just like my master Cherie who was a miracle baby, I, too, am a miracle cat :-p God bless you!
Meowr
bukam-bularyo
abhor v.
to detest, regard with horror and disgust
preclude v.
to prevent | to make practically impossible esp. by anticipatory action
debonair or debonaire adj.
(esp. of young men) having attractive manners and vitality
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Batang Bata Ka Pa
I Batang-bata ka pa at marami ka pang Kailangang malaman at intindihin sa mundo Yan ang totoo Nagkakamali ka kung akala mo na Ang buhay ay isang mumunting paraiso lamang Batang-bata ka lang at akala mo na Na alam mo na ang lahat na kailangan mong malaman Buhay ay di ganyan Tanggapin mo na lang ang katotohanan Na ikaw ay isang musmos lang na wala pang alam Makinig ka na lang, makinig ka na lang II Ganyan talaga ang buhay Lagi kang nasasabihan Pagkat ikaw ay bata At wala pang nalalaman Makinig ka sa 'king payo Pagkat musmos ka lamang At malaman nang maaga Ang wasto sa kamalian III Batang-bata ako at nalalaman ko Inaamin ko rin na kulang ang aking Nalalaman at nauunawaan Ngunit kahit ganyan ang kinalalagyan Alam ko na may karapatan Ang bawat nilalang Kahit bata pa man, kahit bata pa man Nais ko sanang malamanang mali sa katotohanan Sariling pagdaranas ang aking pamamagitan Imulat ang isipan sa mga kulay ng buhay Maging tunay na malaya sa katangi-tanging bata Batang-bata ka pa at marami ka pang Kailangang malaman at intindihin sa mundo "Nais ko sanang malaman ang mali sa katotohanan" Batang-bata ka lang at akala mo na Na alam mo na ang lahat na kailangan mong malaman Sariling pagdaranas ang aking pamamagitan" Nagkakamali ka kung akala mo na Ang buhay ay isang mumunting paraiso lamang... la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la, la... *Doesn't this song make sense?
September 15
What is so special about this day? This day is special because it is my birthday. Way back 15 September 1982, I was born from my mother's womb. It was 6:23 PM when I was released from that li'l bag to live on earth... Not a lot of people are aware about my birthday. Maybe a few do, and those are my friends who, I believe, consider me special. The very first person who greeted me this day was my friend whom I call Panget*. He greet me 11:55 AM 14 September 2006. At work, there's Wolverine*. From chat-mates, there's Gil. From high school friends, there's Cinxzdy. Not everyone are aware of my birthday... and this has saved me from giving blow out!
I asked God....
I asked God, "Lord, do you still hear me? Why is it that You seem so far again? Why is it that I don't even feel your presence? Have you really found me, or was it just mere imagination? You made me see your face once, but why don't I feel you anymore? What have I done wrong to make you flee? Why is it that You seem to only hear *his prayer but seem to ignore my request? Am I not worthy enough as your child? Have you narrowed Your circumference to set your focus away from me? Have I done something to hurt you?"September 15 was it when Marla, our company QA approached me to take a picture of me. Okay, so was it for 'Starburst award', I thought... When later after lunch, she handed me the award for Email CSAT Champion. Woah... I was the champion for the month of August. 29 July 2006 was the date when I returned to work after being bedridden for 3 weeks. I didn't know that the emails I was writing were qualified for the win that August! Php1,000 awaited me. I received the award on September 15 Friday... It was my birthday... A few days before that day, I was thinking if God has really taken me for granted. I got sick again, bedridden for 1 week again! :-( Felt a bit helpless... then there was the award 5 days after going back from getting ill this September. God moves in mysterious ways...
Hillsongs
Included in this track are: Let the Peace of God Reign, Jesus Lover of My Soul and Shout to the Lord. These are some of the Gospel music I like ;-) temp unavailable
Kanlungan
Pana-panahon ang pagkakataonMaibabalik ba ang kahapon?Natatandaan mo pa ba,Nang tayong dalwa ang unang nagkita?Panahon ng kamusmusanSa piling ng mga bulaklak at halamanDoon tayong nagsimulangMangarap at tumulaNatatandaan mo pa ba,Inukit kong puso sa punong manggaAt ang inalay kong gumamelaMagkahawak-kamay sa dalampasiganMalayang tulad ng mga ibonAng gunita ng ating kahaponAng mga puno't halamanAy kabiyak ng ating gunitaSa paglipas ng panahon bakit kailangan ding lumisan?Pana-panahon ang pagkakataonMaibabalik ba ang kahapon?Ngayon ikaw ay nagbalikAt tulad ko rin ang iyong pananabikMakita ang dating kanlunganTahanan ng ating tula at pangarapNgayon ay naglaho naSaan hahanapin pa?Lumilipas ang panahonKabiyak ng ating gunitaAng mga puno't halamanBakit kailangan lumisan?Pana-panahon ang pagkakataonMaibabalik ba ang kahapon?Lumilipas ang panahonKabiyak ng ating gunitaAng mga puno't halamanBakit kailangan lumisan?Pana-panahon ang pagkakataonMaibabalik ba ang kahapon?There is a hanging question in this song sung by Noel Cabangon. He asked "Panapanahon ang pagkakataon, maibabalik ba ang kahapon?" I, myself, could hardly answer that... This song speaks of innocence, of freedom, of dreams... When you recall the faintest memory of innocence, you feel like dwelling to it once more. When you recall the immunization from obligation, the exemption from huge responsibilities, you feel like embracing it once again. When you remember how easy it was to dream, to croon oneself to grandeur sleep, you feel like not waking up again. This song speaks of childhood memories... Tingin ko, masarap uli maging bata kasi wala ka masyadong aalalahanin. Kaya lang, ayoko na maging bata muli. Ayoko na bumalik sa mga panahong umaasa ako sa allowance, mga araw na batas-militar yung curfew sa bahay. Ayoko na bumalik sa panahon na halos Linggo-linggo ako nakakarinig ng sermon sa Mommy namin. Mas masarap ngayong may trabaho na ko. Mas kontrolado ko na yung oras ko, kumikita pa ko! Pinakamasarap sa lahat ngayong gusto ko na yung trabaho ko! Siguro wala nang hihigit pa dyan. Mahirap yata magtrabaho tapos halos isuka mo naman yung ginagawa mo! Kaya yung tanong ni Noel Cabangon "...maibabalik ba ang kahapon?" Oo, maibabalik pa... pero sa alaala na nga lang... :-(
When over-working is not good enough
You think you enjoy what you do. You extend more time than what you could give. You become oblivious of your surroundings. You sleep lesser hours than what is needed until the next day you know, you’re sick. You began expelling air from your lungs uncontrollably. You take all the necessary medicines that you could find. You could hardly smile. The plan of creating a system for the company is delayed. You stay at home. Sleep. Sleep. Sleep. You wake up, you’re still ill. You cough, cough, cough, cough, but nothing is coming out from your lungs. You think you could reach your dreams by over-working? No, you can’t. You gotta give yourself some chance to rest. You gotta learn how to pause sometimes. You gotta learn that giving your best shot in work doesn’t mean you have to over-work. You gotta learn that enjoying one’s work means knowing how to relax sometimes. Now, I learned my lesson. I’m ill and I’m less productive. Two months ago I was bedridden. Here I am again, wishing for a better state.
Muntik lang
It was 2:15 AM. I was riding a jeepney sitting on the front seat on my way home. I was the only one infront aside from the driver who was controlling the path of the vehicle... I was thinking about a few things... about my work... how I enjoy it compared before. How I love solving technical issues, thinking about climbing the corporate ladder one day, thinking about taking additional courses to spice up my brain, when suddenly someone grabbed my bag! The driver took hold of my arms in shock when that guy who was my age attempted to rob me. The vehicle stopped while the guy was running away frustrated. My heart was beating fast. For a few seconds, I wasn't able to move. I looked at the path where the guy ran until he slowed down upon reaching the dark corner. I looked at him and he was looking back at me. I hurled at him "Leche ka!" across the street while I was still in that vehicle. The driver shouted to the guy "Kilala kita!" The lady in the jeepney asked "Ano yon?". I told her "Nanakawan nya sana ko." My voice was still calm but my heart was beating fast... It happened so fast and luckily, my bag was was still with me. Even if he was strong enough to take my bag, he failed to because I was wearing it around my body. There is really nothing so valuable containing my bag. I mean, nothing seems so expensive. I lost my original phone which was replaced by a second-hand phone. Its charger was in my bag. My wallet contained Php 90.00 amd some coins only. The ATM coudl also be in my bag, but it's got a secured pin isolating it from unauthorised access. Nothin' seems so valuable... Except for my bag... Well, my bag... My bag... I love my bag! It's a Dooney & Bourke All Weather Leather bag. (hehe!) Buti na lang di nya nakuha bag ko, kse kahit walang masyadong mahalaga sa loob ng bag na yon, mag-aalala naman ako kung nanakawan ako. Kaya buti na lang Muntik lang!
Good night
Today has been a long day for me. Yesterday, too. We did celebrate Ate Val's bday. We walked along Roxas Blvd. and ended up in MusicBox25. It's a Family KTV in LasPiñas. We went home 4 AM (as in morning) yesterday. Today... I stayed home. Next week I'll bring my family to our Church. Tomorrow is the first day of resolving technical issues! I checked on MAPUA School of IT. They're offering .Net Specialization. I just wanna feed my mind more and more and more! I'll take this course when my sched permits me in the future :) It's Monday, 2:25 in the morning. Time for me to sleep. Good mor-night!
Songs I Like
In My Lifeby Patti AustinSimply click the play button and please wait as the action is being loaded.
Although music is sweet
But the song incomplete
Now in my life,
Boy in my life
Something is missing
It's the truth, yes it's true
Still there's no me and you
Here in my life
Boy in my life
Something is missing
In my life there ain't no melody oh no
In my life there ain't no harmony
To let me sing a song
All I need is a cue when I'm waiting for you
Boy in my life
You are the melody
Coz in my life
You are the song
Baby, in my life
You are the song
You are my melody
To me baby, in my life
You are my song
Patti Austin, the daughter of a jazz trombonist and goddaughter of musical legends Quincy Jones and Dinah Washington, was the undisputed “queen” of the New York jingle session scene during the 70's. She sang the song If I Believe which is also my favorite :-)
* Please refer to Musiklaban for new songs.
Updates
01 September 2006, Friday - Training for Tech Support (Day 1) = 4pm to 1 am 04 September 2006, Friday - Training for Tech Support (Day 2) = 4pm to 1 am Promoted to Tech Support weeeeeh!Seems like 2-day training ain't enough. We'll start from the basics then we'll explore from there. The initiative is rest to us. It's still the same account, anyway 31 August 2006, Thursday - Votation for Team Name Attendance:6 agents on the floor out of 13, the others were on rest day Nominated names: Wolverhampton Highlands Result: Wolverhampton: 2 votes Highlands: 4 votes Point of contact: Myself, of course! I voted Highlands :-) Votes were sent via E-mail. Result was taken 11.45 pm and everyone was excited about it! We laughed our tummy out when 4 of us expressed our disgust about being called Wolverhampton-ers! Guess Highlander is better and easier to pronounce and best of all, easy to remember.
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