What I've learned in school this week:
1. In employment situations, everyone is (basically) just trying to impress each other.
Example 1: Hey look! I came up with this great product idea!
Sure, someone might need that product. But it also could get you a promotion.
Example 2: Hey look! I made 10 sales today!
More money for you, and your boss thinks you're a great salesman.
Example 3: Hey look! This boring snoring report is really well organized!
Menial work suddenly becomes praiseworthy!
2. In school, everyone is (basically) just trying to impress each other.
Example 1: I've got a 98% GPA!
Impressed future employers, friends and family members abound!
Example 2: You only studied for 2 hours? I studied for 10!!
Academic badge of courage.
Example 3: I understand the concept just fine, but the teacher is asking me to prove it with this busywork. I'll do it for YOU, teacher!!
Teacher feels satisfied seeing quantifiable results.
I guess what I've realized is that most actions are a double-edges sword. You may be TOTALLY jazzed about doing service, so you become the president of a service organization. But the fact is...it does look really good on a resume, and that never hurts, does it?
What I'm saying is - I just wish that we could all just be real people. I wish we could just get to know each other instead of feel like we have to impress each other. I should just be able to like to sing, and not have to feel I need to be the best singer for people to believe that it's a legitimate hobby.
Sure a resume scratches the surface to show what kind of a person someone is. But people are so much more than the objective outcomes they produce or positions they have filled.
And isn't learning supposed to be an individual thing? I'm in school because I want to be, taking classes that interest me, so I'm a better thinking and thus a better citizen of the universe? Why has education become a system of proven, executable outcomes focused on homework and test content, rather than the students and what they're absorbing.
I just feel like humans get easily distracted. In trying to formalize the emphasis of "important things" we just end up getting way off track sometimes.
And forgive me for the GIANT, sweeping generalizations I have made. These are all just extreme examples to help me maybe get my brain into words, which is usually sort of difficult.
Monday, October 18, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Monday, October 11, 2010
Jamie Solano: Her Happy Feeling
So Glad ... Inside ... that little flame of hope in my heart, blazing bright in me, drowning the darkness, Hope ... I've finally found you ... faith ... thank you for helping me find hope ... the world ... so full of life ... I don't need to be always in front of the computer ... I'm sure "He" is praying for me ... I know I can and will meet him, so, I can help him in return, to help him as he helped me ... to share a conversation face to face, to share the light of hope ... If I study hard enough, I will find you, I'm always here to listen, as the clouds drift in the clear blue sky and the moon that shares its warm moon beams at night ... always here, listening ...
I know that he doesn't mean to hurt me ... I know he loves me and I love him ... I'll be waiting ... right here, waiting for his return ... I know now ... I'll be alright for I am loved ...
I know that he doesn't mean to hurt me ... I know he loves me and I love him ... I'll be waiting ... right here, waiting for his return ... I know now ... I'll be alright for I am loved ...
thumbs up for my friend! She's good in expressing her feelings.
I decided to post her notes I saw in her paper she owned.
P.S. I asked permission if I can post this. She allowed me :)
Visit her on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/Shadow.Aryll13
Jamie Solano: Her Sad Feeling
So empty ... Inside ... that a little flame of hope in my heart, faded away into the darkness ...
Hope ... Where are you? Faith ... Please help me find hope ... the world ... so hollow ...
I wish I'm always in front of the computer ... "He" is always there to listen ... I wish I could meet him, so he can comfort me always, like he always does every night ... We always chat in the evening, always there to listen ... Someday I will find you ... I hope ... Always there, like the sun in the morning and the stars at night ... there waiting for me ...
He hurts me with his texts ... I know he loves me but .. he's leaving me ...
He's leaving me behind ... I don't know anymore ... I'm alright, just needed to cry to remove the pain.
From: Jamila Marie Diasanta Solano
Story from our Catechist
I felt good today. I heard another miracle from God. Mrs. Laurente shared a nice story about praying for the souls at the purgatory.
One day there was a poor lady who only have 20 dollars left in her pocket. She has no work. She decided to go to the church and pray to God. She prayed for the souls who are still at the Purgatory. She gave all her money as her offering to the church.
Now that there was no money left with her, she decided to have a walk going back home when someone suddenly approached her and asked, "Do you need a job? Just go to this address and you'll have the job you needed.". The man is a stranger with a very handsome face.
Since the poor lady really needed to find a job, she went to the address that the man gave her. As she knocked at the gate, an old lady opened it for her. The poor lady said at once, "Do you need a help?".
"Why yes. How did you know? I'm not even advertising it.", the old lady's reply.
"A man approached me and said that someone here might need a help, so I came here with no doubt.", was her only respond.
The old lady asked the poor lady to enter her house. The poor lady suddenly stopped as she saw a portrait of the man she saw earlier.
"This is the man who talked to me after I went to the church.", said the poor lady
"That's impossible. My son is already dead 10 years ago. Anyway, I'll hire you to be my helper around this house.", replied by the old lady.
See the lesson? Mrs. L said that every time we'll pray for someone's soul at the purgatory, doesn't matter if we knew them or not, can bring them to heaven and help us in return.
Perfect
I expected silence yesterday. Be perfect.
I covered that verse with some 9th grade guys Wednesday night and one started to ask "were supposed to be...?" He, and most of the others, hadn't considered that we are supposed to be perfect. I asked "what does it mean?" and started getting "but God knows we aren't perfect", "God sent Jesus because He knew we'd mess up" and "we can't be perfect." I loved the last one. We can't? My response was simply "why?" which was only met with silence.
We are called to perfection. Not simply doing our best. Not just trying to be as good or better than the best person we know. Perfection. So, why is it so easy for some to say "don't beat yourself up" or "you can't be perfect" when we mess up? I'm called to perfection so pointing out my failings and learning from my mistakes should be only a natural progression to striving for perfection, shouldn't it?
Why do baseball players take hundreds of practice swings a day? Why do golfers hit hundreds of golf balls a day? Why do musicians practice their instrument hours and hours each week? Why does anyone who wants to be the best in the endeavor work on being the best? The best strive for perfection. I don't know an accomplished baseball player who ever said they wanted to hit 3 out of 10. They did everything they could to hit 10 out of 10. I've never heard a professional golfer say they wanted to hit most of the fairways or make most of their putts. I've never heard of a musician saying they hope to play at least 90% of their notes correctly. They all want perfection. And, sometimes they achieve it. Plenty of baseball players have hit 4 for 4 in a game. Plenty of golfers have shot below par. Plenty of musicians have played perfectly in a concert. They did it because that is what they shot for. Not to simply do their best but to achieve perfection.
I have to ask, will I simply try not to make too many mistakes today or will I try to achieve perfection today?
Grace and peace to you.
I covered that verse with some 9th grade guys Wednesday night and one started to ask "were supposed to be...?" He, and most of the others, hadn't considered that we are supposed to be perfect. I asked "what does it mean?" and started getting "but God knows we aren't perfect", "God sent Jesus because He knew we'd mess up" and "we can't be perfect." I loved the last one. We can't? My response was simply "why?" which was only met with silence.
We are called to perfection. Not simply doing our best. Not just trying to be as good or better than the best person we know. Perfection. So, why is it so easy for some to say "don't beat yourself up" or "you can't be perfect" when we mess up? I'm called to perfection so pointing out my failings and learning from my mistakes should be only a natural progression to striving for perfection, shouldn't it?
Why do baseball players take hundreds of practice swings a day? Why do golfers hit hundreds of golf balls a day? Why do musicians practice their instrument hours and hours each week? Why does anyone who wants to be the best in the endeavor work on being the best? The best strive for perfection. I don't know an accomplished baseball player who ever said they wanted to hit 3 out of 10. They did everything they could to hit 10 out of 10. I've never heard a professional golfer say they wanted to hit most of the fairways or make most of their putts. I've never heard of a musician saying they hope to play at least 90% of their notes correctly. They all want perfection. And, sometimes they achieve it. Plenty of baseball players have hit 4 for 4 in a game. Plenty of golfers have shot below par. Plenty of musicians have played perfectly in a concert. They did it because that is what they shot for. Not to simply do their best but to achieve perfection.
I have to ask, will I simply try not to make too many mistakes today or will I try to achieve perfection today?
Grace and peace to you.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
self loathing
I was Charles Dickens in another life.
Or, maybe I wasn't him. Maybe I was that crazy lady in Great Expectations.
What was her name? Havingham? Haversham?
Havisham.
(I googled it.)
Remember her? The nutcase who stopped the clocks in her house to the exact moment of her betrayal at the alter and who never took off her wedding dress and lived in her rotting mansion with her crazy adopted daughter?
Is that me? Or, future me?
So, maybe I'm not the crazy spinster but I know something about Great Expectations. I am the queen of creating Great Expectations.
Always, always setting up expectations. Thinking things like "oh, this will be wonderful" or "oh, this is the person I will marry" or "oh, I am going to publish my book" or "oh, this moment will be the moment of all moments and I will always remember this impending moment."
And then it doesn't happen that way.
I spiral.
And it sucks because I wish I could just have a bad day and leave it at that. Why can't I just have a bad day? Why are bad days always accompanied by fear that the depression will creep back into my life? I am once again thinking things like "Do I need meds?" or "Can I beat this with theraphy?" and "Maybe if I stopped eating junk food, I'd feel better," and "I wish I could feel like my life is not out of my control."
Spiral down.
It starts with a tightness in my chest, a lump in my throat, a burning in my eyes. Anything to keep from crying.
Don't happy people have bad days when all they do is cry?
I don't know who I am sometimes, but I am not the famed English author and I am not a crazy spinster and I am not a boy with a stupid name and I am not a convict. But I know a little something about Great Expectations.
No Sweat
Matthew 5:48 - Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.
Grace and peace to you.
Grace and peace to you.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
T-SHIRT MAKING
Yesterday was T-shirt Making Day. The theme was LOVE & FRIENDSHIP. My group mates were Dela Vega and Solano, we made a great group, we had fun and enjoyed the moment. I'm not sure if we'll be able to win. Anyway, win or not, It's ok cuz we did our best.
Here are some photos of the t-shirt we made:
Jamie draw the design and I transferred it using carbon
Almost done
Here are some photos of the t-shirt we made:
Jamie draw the design and I transferred it using carbon
Almost done
Monday with Dad
At last, after a long time I was able to blog again!
Last October 4, 2010, our country celebrated WORLD TEACHERS' DAY, and because of that there's no classes! Hooray.
We, siblings, accompanied dad to go to the doctor to laser his right eye that day. We waited for almost 4 hours for him to finish. After that we had lunch at Tokyo Tokyo. After everything, we went to the mall and brought our little brother to the barbers. He felt anew and comfortable since it is his first time to visit a barber inside the mall.
After my brother's haircut, we went to the cinema and watched a 3D movie, The legend of the Guardians. It was really a nice movie because many values can be learned out of it. It's also amazing watching that with your love ones.
So I took some pics while it's still not starting:
End of the story.
Last October 4, 2010, our country celebrated WORLD TEACHERS' DAY, and because of that there's no classes! Hooray.
We, siblings, accompanied dad to go to the doctor to laser his right eye that day. We waited for almost 4 hours for him to finish. After that we had lunch at Tokyo Tokyo. After everything, we went to the mall and brought our little brother to the barbers. He felt anew and comfortable since it is his first time to visit a barber inside the mall.
After my brother's haircut, we went to the cinema and watched a 3D movie, The legend of the Guardians. It was really a nice movie because many values can be learned out of it. It's also amazing watching that with your love ones.
So I took some pics while it's still not starting:
End of the story.
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My Opinion for Today
What I've learned in school this week:
1. In employment situations, everyone is (basically) just trying to impress each other.
Example 1: Hey look! I came up with this great product idea!
Sure, someone might need that product. But it also could get you a promotion.
Example 2: Hey look! I made 10 sales today!
More money for you, and your boss thinks you're a great salesman.
Example 3: Hey look! This boring snoring report is really well organized!
Menial work suddenly becomes praiseworthy!
2. In school, everyone is (basically) just trying to impress each other.
Example 1: I've got a 98% GPA!
Impressed future employers, friends and family members abound!
Example 2: You only studied for 2 hours? I studied for 10!!
Academic badge of courage.
Example 3: I understand the concept just fine, but the teacher is asking me to prove it with this busywork. I'll do it for YOU, teacher!!
Teacher feels satisfied seeing quantifiable results.
I guess what I've realized is that most actions are a double-edges sword. You may be TOTALLY jazzed about doing service, so you become the president of a service organization. But the fact is...it does look really good on a resume, and that never hurts, does it?
What I'm saying is - I just wish that we could all just be real people. I wish we could just get to know each other instead of feel like we have to impress each other. I should just be able to like to sing, and not have to feel I need to be the best singer for people to believe that it's a legitimate hobby.
Sure a resume scratches the surface to show what kind of a person someone is. But people are so much more than the objective outcomes they produce or positions they have filled.
And isn't learning supposed to be an individual thing? I'm in school because I want to be, taking classes that interest me, so I'm a better thinking and thus a better citizen of the universe? Why has education become a system of proven, executable outcomes focused on homework and test content, rather than the students and what they're absorbing.
I just feel like humans get easily distracted. In trying to formalize the emphasis of "important things" we just end up getting way off track sometimes.
And forgive me for the GIANT, sweeping generalizations I have made. These are all just extreme examples to help me maybe get my brain into words, which is usually sort of difficult.
1. In employment situations, everyone is (basically) just trying to impress each other.
Example 1: Hey look! I came up with this great product idea!
Sure, someone might need that product. But it also could get you a promotion.
Example 2: Hey look! I made 10 sales today!
More money for you, and your boss thinks you're a great salesman.
Example 3: Hey look! This boring snoring report is really well organized!
Menial work suddenly becomes praiseworthy!
2. In school, everyone is (basically) just trying to impress each other.
Example 1: I've got a 98% GPA!
Impressed future employers, friends and family members abound!
Example 2: You only studied for 2 hours? I studied for 10!!
Academic badge of courage.
Example 3: I understand the concept just fine, but the teacher is asking me to prove it with this busywork. I'll do it for YOU, teacher!!
Teacher feels satisfied seeing quantifiable results.
I guess what I've realized is that most actions are a double-edges sword. You may be TOTALLY jazzed about doing service, so you become the president of a service organization. But the fact is...it does look really good on a resume, and that never hurts, does it?
What I'm saying is - I just wish that we could all just be real people. I wish we could just get to know each other instead of feel like we have to impress each other. I should just be able to like to sing, and not have to feel I need to be the best singer for people to believe that it's a legitimate hobby.
Sure a resume scratches the surface to show what kind of a person someone is. But people are so much more than the objective outcomes they produce or positions they have filled.
And isn't learning supposed to be an individual thing? I'm in school because I want to be, taking classes that interest me, so I'm a better thinking and thus a better citizen of the universe? Why has education become a system of proven, executable outcomes focused on homework and test content, rather than the students and what they're absorbing.
I just feel like humans get easily distracted. In trying to formalize the emphasis of "important things" we just end up getting way off track sometimes.
And forgive me for the GIANT, sweeping generalizations I have made. These are all just extreme examples to help me maybe get my brain into words, which is usually sort of difficult.
Jamie Solano: Her Happy Feeling
So Glad ... Inside ... that little flame of hope in my heart, blazing bright in me, drowning the darkness, Hope ... I've finally found you ... faith ... thank you for helping me find hope ... the world ... so full of life ... I don't need to be always in front of the computer ... I'm sure "He" is praying for me ... I know I can and will meet him, so, I can help him in return, to help him as he helped me ... to share a conversation face to face, to share the light of hope ... If I study hard enough, I will find you, I'm always here to listen, as the clouds drift in the clear blue sky and the moon that shares its warm moon beams at night ... always here, listening ...
I know that he doesn't mean to hurt me ... I know he loves me and I love him ... I'll be waiting ... right here, waiting for his return ... I know now ... I'll be alright for I am loved ...
I know that he doesn't mean to hurt me ... I know he loves me and I love him ... I'll be waiting ... right here, waiting for his return ... I know now ... I'll be alright for I am loved ...
thumbs up for my friend! She's good in expressing her feelings.
I decided to post her notes I saw in her paper she owned.
P.S. I asked permission if I can post this. She allowed me :)
Visit her on facebook: http://www.facebook.com/Shadow.Aryll13
Jamie Solano: Her Sad Feeling
So empty ... Inside ... that a little flame of hope in my heart, faded away into the darkness ...
Hope ... Where are you? Faith ... Please help me find hope ... the world ... so hollow ...
I wish I'm always in front of the computer ... "He" is always there to listen ... I wish I could meet him, so he can comfort me always, like he always does every night ... We always chat in the evening, always there to listen ... Someday I will find you ... I hope ... Always there, like the sun in the morning and the stars at night ... there waiting for me ...
He hurts me with his texts ... I know he loves me but .. he's leaving me ...
He's leaving me behind ... I don't know anymore ... I'm alright, just needed to cry to remove the pain.
From: Jamila Marie Diasanta Solano
Story from our Catechist
I felt good today. I heard another miracle from God. Mrs. Laurente shared a nice story about praying for the souls at the purgatory.
One day there was a poor lady who only have 20 dollars left in her pocket. She has no work. She decided to go to the church and pray to God. She prayed for the souls who are still at the Purgatory. She gave all her money as her offering to the church.
Now that there was no money left with her, she decided to have a walk going back home when someone suddenly approached her and asked, "Do you need a job? Just go to this address and you'll have the job you needed.". The man is a stranger with a very handsome face.
Since the poor lady really needed to find a job, she went to the address that the man gave her. As she knocked at the gate, an old lady opened it for her. The poor lady said at once, "Do you need a help?".
"Why yes. How did you know? I'm not even advertising it.", the old lady's reply.
"A man approached me and said that someone here might need a help, so I came here with no doubt.", was her only respond.
The old lady asked the poor lady to enter her house. The poor lady suddenly stopped as she saw a portrait of the man she saw earlier.
"This is the man who talked to me after I went to the church.", said the poor lady
"That's impossible. My son is already dead 10 years ago. Anyway, I'll hire you to be my helper around this house.", replied by the old lady.
See the lesson? Mrs. L said that every time we'll pray for someone's soul at the purgatory, doesn't matter if we knew them or not, can bring them to heaven and help us in return.
Perfect
I expected silence yesterday. Be perfect.
I covered that verse with some 9th grade guys Wednesday night and one started to ask "were supposed to be...?" He, and most of the others, hadn't considered that we are supposed to be perfect. I asked "what does it mean?" and started getting "but God knows we aren't perfect", "God sent Jesus because He knew we'd mess up" and "we can't be perfect." I loved the last one. We can't? My response was simply "why?" which was only met with silence.
We are called to perfection. Not simply doing our best. Not just trying to be as good or better than the best person we know. Perfection. So, why is it so easy for some to say "don't beat yourself up" or "you can't be perfect" when we mess up? I'm called to perfection so pointing out my failings and learning from my mistakes should be only a natural progression to striving for perfection, shouldn't it?
Why do baseball players take hundreds of practice swings a day? Why do golfers hit hundreds of golf balls a day? Why do musicians practice their instrument hours and hours each week? Why does anyone who wants to be the best in the endeavor work on being the best? The best strive for perfection. I don't know an accomplished baseball player who ever said they wanted to hit 3 out of 10. They did everything they could to hit 10 out of 10. I've never heard a professional golfer say they wanted to hit most of the fairways or make most of their putts. I've never heard of a musician saying they hope to play at least 90% of their notes correctly. They all want perfection. And, sometimes they achieve it. Plenty of baseball players have hit 4 for 4 in a game. Plenty of golfers have shot below par. Plenty of musicians have played perfectly in a concert. They did it because that is what they shot for. Not to simply do their best but to achieve perfection.
I have to ask, will I simply try not to make too many mistakes today or will I try to achieve perfection today?
Grace and peace to you.
I covered that verse with some 9th grade guys Wednesday night and one started to ask "were supposed to be...?" He, and most of the others, hadn't considered that we are supposed to be perfect. I asked "what does it mean?" and started getting "but God knows we aren't perfect", "God sent Jesus because He knew we'd mess up" and "we can't be perfect." I loved the last one. We can't? My response was simply "why?" which was only met with silence.
We are called to perfection. Not simply doing our best. Not just trying to be as good or better than the best person we know. Perfection. So, why is it so easy for some to say "don't beat yourself up" or "you can't be perfect" when we mess up? I'm called to perfection so pointing out my failings and learning from my mistakes should be only a natural progression to striving for perfection, shouldn't it?
Why do baseball players take hundreds of practice swings a day? Why do golfers hit hundreds of golf balls a day? Why do musicians practice their instrument hours and hours each week? Why does anyone who wants to be the best in the endeavor work on being the best? The best strive for perfection. I don't know an accomplished baseball player who ever said they wanted to hit 3 out of 10. They did everything they could to hit 10 out of 10. I've never heard a professional golfer say they wanted to hit most of the fairways or make most of their putts. I've never heard of a musician saying they hope to play at least 90% of their notes correctly. They all want perfection. And, sometimes they achieve it. Plenty of baseball players have hit 4 for 4 in a game. Plenty of golfers have shot below par. Plenty of musicians have played perfectly in a concert. They did it because that is what they shot for. Not to simply do their best but to achieve perfection.
I have to ask, will I simply try not to make too many mistakes today or will I try to achieve perfection today?
Grace and peace to you.
self loathing
I was Charles Dickens in another life.
Or, maybe I wasn't him. Maybe I was that crazy lady in Great Expectations.
What was her name? Havingham? Haversham?
Havisham.
(I googled it.)
Remember her? The nutcase who stopped the clocks in her house to the exact moment of her betrayal at the alter and who never took off her wedding dress and lived in her rotting mansion with her crazy adopted daughter?
Is that me? Or, future me?
So, maybe I'm not the crazy spinster but I know something about Great Expectations. I am the queen of creating Great Expectations.
Always, always setting up expectations. Thinking things like "oh, this will be wonderful" or "oh, this is the person I will marry" or "oh, I am going to publish my book" or "oh, this moment will be the moment of all moments and I will always remember this impending moment."
And then it doesn't happen that way.
I spiral.
And it sucks because I wish I could just have a bad day and leave it at that. Why can't I just have a bad day? Why are bad days always accompanied by fear that the depression will creep back into my life? I am once again thinking things like "Do I need meds?" or "Can I beat this with theraphy?" and "Maybe if I stopped eating junk food, I'd feel better," and "I wish I could feel like my life is not out of my control."
Spiral down.
It starts with a tightness in my chest, a lump in my throat, a burning in my eyes. Anything to keep from crying.
Don't happy people have bad days when all they do is cry?
I don't know who I am sometimes, but I am not the famed English author and I am not a crazy spinster and I am not a boy with a stupid name and I am not a convict. But I know a little something about Great Expectations.
No Sweat
Matthew 5:48 - Be perfect, therefore, as your heavenly Father is perfect.
Grace and peace to you.
Grace and peace to you.
T-SHIRT MAKING
Yesterday was T-shirt Making Day. The theme was LOVE & FRIENDSHIP. My group mates were Dela Vega and Solano, we made a great group, we had fun and enjoyed the moment. I'm not sure if we'll be able to win. Anyway, win or not, It's ok cuz we did our best.
Here are some photos of the t-shirt we made:
Jamie draw the design and I transferred it using carbon
Almost done
Here are some photos of the t-shirt we made:
Jamie draw the design and I transferred it using carbonAlmost done
Monday with Dad
At last, after a long time I was able to blog again!
Last October 4, 2010, our country celebrated WORLD TEACHERS' DAY, and because of that there's no classes! Hooray.
We, siblings, accompanied dad to go to the doctor to laser his right eye that day. We waited for almost 4 hours for him to finish. After that we had lunch at Tokyo Tokyo. After everything, we went to the mall and brought our little brother to the barbers. He felt anew and comfortable since it is his first time to visit a barber inside the mall.
After my brother's haircut, we went to the cinema and watched a 3D movie, The legend of the Guardians. It was really a nice movie because many values can be learned out of it. It's also amazing watching that with your love ones.
So I took some pics while it's still not starting:
End of the story.
Last October 4, 2010, our country celebrated WORLD TEACHERS' DAY, and because of that there's no classes! Hooray.
We, siblings, accompanied dad to go to the doctor to laser his right eye that day. We waited for almost 4 hours for him to finish. After that we had lunch at Tokyo Tokyo. After everything, we went to the mall and brought our little brother to the barbers. He felt anew and comfortable since it is his first time to visit a barber inside the mall.
After my brother's haircut, we went to the cinema and watched a 3D movie, The legend of the Guardians. It was really a nice movie because many values can be learned out of it. It's also amazing watching that with your love ones.
So I took some pics while it's still not starting:
End of the story.
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