Monday, January 30, 2006

Wait and work

Yes, Lord. I am waiting. But could you give me something to do while I'm waiting, something else to focus my attention on? Like magazines in a waiting room. You see, I'm not good at this waiting thing.
I find it hard not to do anything to get what I want. It's hard. I guess I have trust issues. But we are fixing that, aren't we?

I know I'm waiting for the best. But this anxious feeling just won't go away, urging me to hurry things up, to settle for something less. But I'm learning to trust you. "Wait, wait, wait", You couldn't have been more clear about this. This is hard. But at the same time, it's good. I'm being molded.

Hay, waiting is hard work.

Wednesday, January 25, 2006

To Hope Once More

According to my teacher in Business Writing, during the first telecast of the Pacquiao-Morales rematch, the Philippines had zero crime rate. I'm not sure if this information is accurate but I do believe that the crime rate during this particular time was extremely low. There was minimal traffic, no crowds at the malls and streets were literally empty.

I wasn't able to watch because I was in a meeting, but every so often, one of us would receive a text message updating us on the fight. The entire Philippines stopped just to watch Manny beat up Morales.

For at least a day, the Filipinos were united in one victory, in one "triumph" of our race. It just shows how the Filipinos really desire for some hero to lift us up from the muck we got ourselves stuck in. The Filipinos are tired of constant bickering, blaming and pure chaos. We are tired of being cynical about our government, society and the entire system.

We want to hope again. Even for a victory in a seemingly trivial boxing match.

Who is to blame?

More than a week ago, I received a text message that a student in UPLB died of hazing during initiation rites of the APO fraternity. Soon the hype over his death began - news crew from different TV stations began covering the incident. Students were wearing white to show mourning. There was a candlelight ceremony for him. Graffiti against APO fraternity began appearing in different sites in the campus. He was suddenly a "hero" or a "celebrity" overnight.

Yes, we should ask for justice, justice for a life taken. It is sad that it had taken a life to realize the twisted way most UPLB organizations initiate their applicants. The org-oriented UPLB community needs to re-evaluate its view on
samahan.

Not only was a life taken but many others were damaged. Marlon Villanueva's friends are devastated. Resident members of the fraternity face the threat of dismissal from the university or even imprisonment.

We should ask for justice but we should not take Marlon Villanueva to be a hero or an unwilling victim. Had he lived and survived the initiation, he would have participated the same vicious tradition. Justice should be served, but it should not stop at that. The entire destructive and violent cycle must be broken- or there will surely be another Marlon Villanueva.


* this post was inspired by the argument Sir Den gave regarding the issue.

Sunday, January 22, 2006

"I know it's late,I know you're weary
I know your plans don't include me "
- We've got tonight by Ronan Keating

Wednesday, January 11, 2006

Lion's mane and blue skies

The sky has never been this blue in Los BaƱos since the not-so-new semester started. There are a few clouds in sights - hovering over Mt. Makiling. I am a lover of clouds for the very same obvious reasons other people like them - they're pretty, gives you shade from the sun, and provides amusement for hours. Besides, when there are heavy clouds, there will most probably be rain - my favorite weather.

Anyway, because of my love for clouds, I seldom have the opportunity to appreciate the clear blue sky. Well, today I do. There is something infinity-like with the clear sky. You can't seem to see where it ends and there are no clouds to distract you. I don't mean to include a realization to this entry. I'll just leave it at my newfound appreciation for clear blue skies.

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* those who haven't watched Narnia and plan to, spoilers ahead.

I've already watched The Chronicles of Narnia : The Lion, the Witch and the Wardrobe. Besides the fact that watching a movie at the Shang is an experience in itself, the movie was a surprise. I had apprehensions of course, since I've been a C.S. Lewis and Narnia fan since I was nine, I believe. But after crying at least a bucket, chuckling a lot and most of all thinking a lot, I'm verry happy with the movie.

It was very faithful, of course not a hundred percent faithful but faithful enough to put my heart to rest. It had very good casting, especially with the 4 Pevensies and the White Witch. A lot of the parts in the movie was exactly how I imagined it when I was reading it so just imagine my wonder and delight in seeing my imaginations materialize.

But best of all, the Aslan portrayal was very realistic and emotional. And the movie really highlighted Aslan's sacrifice and humiliation. When the ugly creatures shaved his mane, I was sobbing. To think that the King of Narnia being shamed and allowing himself to be 'mutilated and killed' for no apparent logical reason but sacrifice. Wow is the only word I can think of. And how grateful I am to my Saviour.