citius, altius, fortius!

ako si corbin!

isang nilalang mula sa isang all-girls school. at ngayo'y pumapasok na sa unibersidad ng pilipinas bilang isang CHK freshie. mahilig magbasa ng mga libro lalong-lalo na ang mga sinulat nina michael connelly, james patterson, lualhati bautista at nicholas sparks. nangungulila sa paglalaro ng softball. mahal na mahal ang pag-aaral ng arnis. mahilig tumunganga, mag-isip, magmuni-muni. at mahilig sa mga outdoor activities at mga hayop lalo na ang aking bebe.

taggity tag!



desiderata

Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.

Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.

Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.

Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.

Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.

You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.

Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.

With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
:)
[max ehrmann]


Monday, July 26, 2004

So yeah. I know I should be drawing right now. I just dont feel like it. uh..its too early? Maybe I'll do more if Im time pressured. whatever...*rolleyes*

Finished most of the tiny homeworks and I want to end it already! I want to finish that comiks for Filipino. It would have been much better if that project is individual not a group work... I could make it better. Dont need to ask your co-members if what i did is ok. dont need to worry if i get the story a little different than what was planned... and i dont think we can pass it tomorrow. Dont care about the additional points. Eh kung mamadaliin lang yang komiks na yan...panget din...so whats the use of the additional points diba?

oh yeah...Im not satisfied with my grade in algeb. I know im a bit...weird. saying that a 96 is not ok. well it is ok. but the mistakes i made is just so stupid...so...so...stupid. Must open my eyes a little more. I was supposed to add 2 two-digit numbers together...but i added the first digits then multiplied the 2nd digits together...how stupid of me to make that mistake...so so stupid. but hey...its still the first quarter...i can still try to get a much ok grade. lol

So...its raining...i just hope the raining will stop during clubs...im just excited to play softball...its been half a month....half a monnnth!!!! [edit: that month over there...is really year...] 

and...this is just weird. i didnt post any entry like that below. the one with 6 tiny pictures of i dunno... i dont know where it came from...so weird

and...im heres the poem i made yesterday for english class...

A Bucketful of Stones

Born into a world full of expectations
Suddenly embracing a spoonful of obligations
A baby does what he is expected to do
Cuddling close, giving joy as a baby should

Seconds, days, months, and years ticked away
Turning a spoonful slowly to a bucketful
A kid does what he is expected to do
Doing a little math, playing as a kid should

A sister and daughter I was born to be
Giving them more love than they expected from me
Trying hard not to give them problems
Hugging them if needed, and extras are given

A student I am when school came
Listening and understanding the lessons all day
To the teachers, whom I owe all my learnings
Deserve the love and respect I am giving

Here and there, a friend I am to everyone
Lending both my shoulders to cry on,
To both good and bad issues I listen to
Behind I don’t leave them but beside them I stay

Stones filling the bucket and currently is overflowing
Into their real forms I carve them
Accomplishing the things I should
And now, a baby and kid I’m not
But stones I cracked, being the imperfect person that I am
Struggling in every single way that I can
To turn these bucketful of stones into jewels 


posted by kcorbin at 7:35 PM

1 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

"oh yeah...Im not satisfied with my grade in algeb. I know im a bit...weird. saying that a 96 is not ok."

- that's not weird. that's being crazy! i'd probably kill just to have that grade back when i had (not algebra tho) trigonometry. shesh and here you are complaining?!
- nice poem...

8:45 PM  

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