Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Spelling Demons
- traveler. The British spell it with two l's, but Americans don't double-up, except in accented syllables (such as controlled, referral, propeller).
- coolly. Here, you're just adding the suffix to the root. (I know it still looks funny. But it's right. Trust me.)
- embarrass. Two r's and two s's. But then again, we have harass.
- unparalleled. Memorize this sucker. There's no other way around it.
- nickel. Is there any justice in the world?
- glamour. We can deal with this … but what about glamorous?
- resuscitate. That's why people learn CPR; they're too busy being heroes (not heros) to spell what they just did.
- genealogy. Like its first cousins mineralogy and analogy, one of a few words that doesn't end with -ology.
- pavilion. That's what we get for taking words from the French. Cotillion andvermilion also pose difficulty.
- dysfunction. Because so many people have it, better learn how to spell it (maybe a cure is easier?).
Sunday, February 20, 2011
My plans this coming summer vacation
Part of it is planning different activities this coming summer vacation so I won't get bored while I'm away from school.
These are the list of the possible things that may happen throughout this summer:
1. Print my own designed shirt.
Friday, February 11, 2011
Selling Raffle Tickets to the Grade 4 Students
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Must be the wackiest day of his life
Monday, November 8, 2010
Church is cool!
My family and I went to the church to attend mass. I was very happy in the morning because of the priest’s story in homily. He was narrating to us a wife who just got home from church and learned something new from the priest who led the mass earlier. She approached her husband and said, “Honey, the priest said that there is no marriage in heaven, that when we die. We won’t recognize each other anymore. It’s sad to know.
The husband laughed and faced his wife, “Why yes, honey! If there is marriage in heaven, it won’t be heaven anymore.” He paused. “You know. It will look like hell.”
Everybody inside the church laughed at the story. Many agreed because their understanding would be that those wives will never stop nagging their husbands even they are already in heaven. Heaven will still be a headache for the men.
And there was another one.
One day the priest asked a male college student why he didn’t choose to be a priest like him. The guy said, if he’ll be a priest, he won’t be able to marry a woman. The priest agreed with his answer and walked away. He found another person to interview, this time it was a female. He asked her, “Why didn’t you choose to be a nun? Being one of the sisters is not hard. All you have to do is pray inside the convent. Why?”
The female answered the same question like the first one. “Simple, if I’ll be a nun I won’t be able to marry a man.”
Back to the mass, the priest we were that moment pointed to the nuns beside us and said, “So they don’t have a boyfriend, do you, sisters? Or was that a lie?”
We laughed again for the second time.
The priest said something after that but I failed to hear it. All I heard at the last was, “Don’t worry, sisters. When I die and didn’t see any good looking man in heaven I will haunt you and tell you to date one, so you can experience how it’s like to be, right? Not bad.”
For the last time, the crowd laughed again. I laughed too, because they were laughing.
We ended the masses with smiles on our faces.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
that feeling.
It's like butterflies in your heart. It's not out of nervousness or anxiety. It's just a gentle fluttering. It's that moment in time when you feel loved. It's that spot where you feel content. It's that point where all feels right with the world and you don't even care if you die. It's also a feeling of timelessness. I really don't know how else to describe it, but it's just this feeling deep in my marrow. It's like feeling the past, present, and future all at the same time and it's pure bliss.
I'm not sure how often it happens, but I know that it doesn't happen so often that it becomes ordinary. This is everything but ordinary.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
NSF
Dear Sirs,
I recently received a notice on one of my checks that said "insufficient funds." In view of what is going on internationally with banks at the moment, I was wondering if you could advise me. Does that refer to me or to you?
Sincerely,
A depositor
Know-It-Some
I don't understand the correlation of predestination and free will. I affirm both and perhaps a lot more of it seems clear to me than to a lot of others I know, but I can't really put it all together in a nice, neat package.
I don't understand Quantum Physics. Not even a little.
I don't understand the Trinity. Oh, I believe it and I can explain a lot about it, but ... it's God and I'm not.
The other day I was waiting with other pedestrians at a street corner waiting for the light to change. A woman waiting with us became very agitated. A motorist across the way had part of his car in the crosswalk while he waited behind the bus that had stopped in front of him. She started to yell at him. "Don't you know that it's illegal to stop your car in the crosswalk??!! What's wrong with you??!!" And then she crossed ... against the light. I don't understand people like that.
Some of what I don't get isn't nearly as serious. I work in a "weapons-free zone". So why can't I get free weapons?
I bought a bottle of water from a vending machine and followed the instructions, "Get change here." So why am I still the same?
Why are some people lack toast and tolerant?
What exactly is a pullet surprise and why are people happy to get them?
Oh, the list goes on and on. I'd have to say that I'm not much more than a know-it-some. I think the better people get to know me, the more likely they'll think I'm a know-very-little.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Why do I feel stupid when I'm around him?
I have this blooper at the OPEN COLLAR. But this is not the only time that happened to me. It's almost like everyday when I am around him.
At the open collar an officer approached us and said, "When we call the family and love ones you can go near them and open their COLLARS."
That's a simple instruction, right?
Now It was the time to go near him (Mayo), I am so sure what to do. Suddenly, my mind was so mixed, like I forgot the whole thing. My excitement came over me. I'm running to go near him. Searching him in line. And there, I saw him.
Yeah, so I was near him now, So close.
He said,"no, not there. Here in front. Open one button in front, MY COLLAR."
Oh yeah, His COLLAR. Not the SCARF. Stupid!
Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Overheard Conversation
Wednesday, July 28, 2010
Meet Joe.
My mom bought in the market.
It's my brother's pet. He named him as 'Joe'.
After 45 days, we will make Joe as our dinner.


LOL.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
How To Eat An Ice Cream =]
Spelling Demons
- traveler. The British spell it with two l's, but Americans don't double-up, except in accented syllables (such as controlled, referral, propeller).
- coolly. Here, you're just adding the suffix to the root. (I know it still looks funny. But it's right. Trust me.)
- embarrass. Two r's and two s's. But then again, we have harass.
- unparalleled. Memorize this sucker. There's no other way around it.
- nickel. Is there any justice in the world?
- glamour. We can deal with this … but what about glamorous?
- resuscitate. That's why people learn CPR; they're too busy being heroes (not heros) to spell what they just did.
- genealogy. Like its first cousins mineralogy and analogy, one of a few words that doesn't end with -ology.
- pavilion. That's what we get for taking words from the French. Cotillion andvermilion also pose difficulty.
- dysfunction. Because so many people have it, better learn how to spell it (maybe a cure is easier?).
My plans this coming summer vacation
Part of it is planning different activities this coming summer vacation so I won't get bored while I'm away from school.
These are the list of the possible things that may happen throughout this summer:
1. Print my own designed shirt.
Selling Raffle Tickets to the Grade 4 Students
Must be the wackiest day of his life
Church is cool!
My family and I went to the church to attend mass. I was very happy in the morning because of the priest’s story in homily. He was narrating to us a wife who just got home from church and learned something new from the priest who led the mass earlier. She approached her husband and said, “Honey, the priest said that there is no marriage in heaven, that when we die. We won’t recognize each other anymore. It’s sad to know.
The husband laughed and faced his wife, “Why yes, honey! If there is marriage in heaven, it won’t be heaven anymore.” He paused. “You know. It will look like hell.”
Everybody inside the church laughed at the story. Many agreed because their understanding would be that those wives will never stop nagging their husbands even they are already in heaven. Heaven will still be a headache for the men.
And there was another one.
One day the priest asked a male college student why he didn’t choose to be a priest like him. The guy said, if he’ll be a priest, he won’t be able to marry a woman. The priest agreed with his answer and walked away. He found another person to interview, this time it was a female. He asked her, “Why didn’t you choose to be a nun? Being one of the sisters is not hard. All you have to do is pray inside the convent. Why?”
The female answered the same question like the first one. “Simple, if I’ll be a nun I won’t be able to marry a man.”
Back to the mass, the priest we were that moment pointed to the nuns beside us and said, “So they don’t have a boyfriend, do you, sisters? Or was that a lie?”
We laughed again for the second time.
The priest said something after that but I failed to hear it. All I heard at the last was, “Don’t worry, sisters. When I die and didn’t see any good looking man in heaven I will haunt you and tell you to date one, so you can experience how it’s like to be, right? Not bad.”
For the last time, the crowd laughed again. I laughed too, because they were laughing.
We ended the masses with smiles on our faces.
that feeling.
It's like butterflies in your heart. It's not out of nervousness or anxiety. It's just a gentle fluttering. It's that moment in time when you feel loved. It's that spot where you feel content. It's that point where all feels right with the world and you don't even care if you die. It's also a feeling of timelessness. I really don't know how else to describe it, but it's just this feeling deep in my marrow. It's like feeling the past, present, and future all at the same time and it's pure bliss.
I'm not sure how often it happens, but I know that it doesn't happen so often that it becomes ordinary. This is everything but ordinary.
NSF
Dear Sirs,
I recently received a notice on one of my checks that said "insufficient funds." In view of what is going on internationally with banks at the moment, I was wondering if you could advise me. Does that refer to me or to you?
Sincerely,
A depositor
Know-It-Some
I don't understand the correlation of predestination and free will. I affirm both and perhaps a lot more of it seems clear to me than to a lot of others I know, but I can't really put it all together in a nice, neat package.
I don't understand Quantum Physics. Not even a little.
I don't understand the Trinity. Oh, I believe it and I can explain a lot about it, but ... it's God and I'm not.
The other day I was waiting with other pedestrians at a street corner waiting for the light to change. A woman waiting with us became very agitated. A motorist across the way had part of his car in the crosswalk while he waited behind the bus that had stopped in front of him. She started to yell at him. "Don't you know that it's illegal to stop your car in the crosswalk??!! What's wrong with you??!!" And then she crossed ... against the light. I don't understand people like that.
Some of what I don't get isn't nearly as serious. I work in a "weapons-free zone". So why can't I get free weapons?
I bought a bottle of water from a vending machine and followed the instructions, "Get change here." So why am I still the same?
Why are some people lack toast and tolerant?
What exactly is a pullet surprise and why are people happy to get them?
Oh, the list goes on and on. I'd have to say that I'm not much more than a know-it-some. I think the better people get to know me, the more likely they'll think I'm a know-very-little.
Why do I feel stupid when I'm around him?
I have this blooper at the OPEN COLLAR. But this is not the only time that happened to me. It's almost like everyday when I am around him.
At the open collar an officer approached us and said, "When we call the family and love ones you can go near them and open their COLLARS."
That's a simple instruction, right?
Now It was the time to go near him (Mayo), I am so sure what to do. Suddenly, my mind was so mixed, like I forgot the whole thing. My excitement came over me. I'm running to go near him. Searching him in line. And there, I saw him.
Yeah, so I was near him now, So close.
He said,"no, not there. Here in front. Open one button in front, MY COLLAR."
Oh yeah, His COLLAR. Not the SCARF. Stupid!







