So today's assignment for Blog Day....
If I can go anywhere, where will I go?
Hmmm....
Numerous choices.....
Tons of interesting stuff in each country....
Where to start?
Well, I'd probably go to California first to visit my aunt, uncle, and my new cousin at Azusa. After that I would go to San Francisco and see the Golden gate and probably go and see Alcatraz. Then, while still in California, I will go to Hollywood to... I dunno, audition, maybe (in my dreams)??? Then I would take a stroll down Universal CityWalk. Probably grab a bite at Subways and other restaurants and see interesting stuff. After that I'll go to Universal Studios and ride all the rides there (too many rides to mention specifically). Then I'll go to Six Flags at Vallejo and Six Flags Valencia.
After that I would head to Florida and go to the Universal Studios there. After that, I'll finally go to the theme park I've been dying to go to: Islands of Adventure. I would spend probably one whole day there, riding rides, taking pics, walking around, and eating!
I would then head to Georgia just to visit Six Flags White Water park then immediately leave!
After that I would head to Anaheim to look around the home of the legendary Mighty Ducks. Then I'd go to Disneyland!
After Anaheim, I would go to D.C to see historical monuments such as the Lincoln memorial. Then I would gaze at the Declaration with my own two eyes. Plus, I'd probably go and tour the White House all the while reciting the "Bushy Pledge of Allegiance" and probably get kicked out.
After D.C, I would probably spend a day just lying down at my hotel.
Then after that I will leave America....
AND HEAD FOR EUROPE!
First stop is England. I'll go around historical sights, take pics at the Big Ben, and tour Buckingham palace. While here, I'll probably attend Hillsong London.
After England, I'll go to France and finally see the Eiffel Tower and the Arc de Triomphe. Next, I will spend two days just going to the Louvre or maybe even three days. After that, I'll go to the beautiful church of Notre Dame.
Next I'll head to Italy and go to Rome to see the Coliseum and that big famous fountain. After Rome I'll go to Venice and enjoy the beauty of the famous canal city.
After that, I'll go to Greece to admire its culture and its past. Dunno much about it, so I'll just go around!
And then I would leave Europe to go back to Asia...
AND HEAD FOR JAPAN!
I will probably spend a week there, sightseeing and visiting my dad's friends and mine too. I'll go and buy tons of high-tech stuff. Plus, I'll spend some time on one of the beaches there!
And after all those tiring travels, I would go home.... TO THE PHILIPPINES!
I'll visit my family there and I will finally - FINALLY - be back here in Thailand.
If only I had the money to do all this stuff..... : (
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Friday, January 18, 2008
Resolutions.....
Okay, first of, many of you may be asking "Why the heck is he writing his resolution when January is almost over?". Answer: This is my blog classwork for English class, the very first of this year. The other previous ones were just me writing, but this for English class.
Anyway, a new year's come and what am I gonna do about it? Do I just sit here and do nothing? Do I party? Or.... do I change?
Everybody can do better. There's always room for improvement. And so that's what I'm going to do in 2008.... Improve. Change. Do better. Right my wrongs.
So where do I start? I have lots of personal stuff to change, that's for sure. And I fully admit it, though I may not specify it because it is personal. (Stop your groaning, cut me some slack! Your reading my blog, you're not gonna get in my personal life!)
Okay, first thing I want to do is to BREAK FREE....
From what????
Well, the big S-I-N.
Everybody sins, so i just want to break free from its bondage. I want me to have control over it and not have it control me. I want to have the power to say no. I want to have the power to resist temptation.But how do I dot his? With help from God and tons of trials. I don't care. Bring it on! I just wanna break free.
The next thing is the way I speak. I'm talkative no doubt, but I want to change the way i speak. I sometimes may say things that hurt other people or go way too far with jokes. Therefore, I want to be more careful with my words.
Another thing is this: my complete wholesome devotion to God. I want to live everyday - and I mean every second, minute and hour - for God. I want everything that I do to honor Him.
Here's another thing, but this is rather like a goal: the salvation of at least one relative. My relatives are Catholics, so I want them to be saved.
Plus, the verse in the Bible about walking blameless has been coming back to me every time. And yes, it did say blameless. So though it may seem hard, I will do my best.
Oh, and here's another resolution: get abs. Yup, I vow to do sit-ups every time I get home with a couple of those elbow push ups that Ms. Lauren taught me yesterday. By the end of the year, I may have a flat stomach. Mwahahaha!
As for relationships, I want to love my friends as much as I love myself and it's really hard, I admit. But what can I do? I might as well love 'em since they're my friends.
And oh yeah, about relationships...
Many people have been asking me if I have a girlfriend so some might be asking that now it's a new year, I might get one this year.
Well friends, the answer is no, I have absolutely no plans to get a girlfriend this year or the next year or the year after that. When the real girl for me comes along, then maybe I will. But for now....
Anyways, I think I wrote way too much and I therefore must end here. God bless and claim to be blessed.
Wednesday, January 16, 2008
The Most Ridiculous Rules Handed Down by a School
These rules are real, factual rules handed down by my school. They are ridiculous, and I have absolutely no idea what their significance is.
First, here are the OK rules.
All boys need to have hair that don't cover the eyes, the back of their neck, or their ears.
Okay, this one's in the handbook, so I'm cool with that.
All girls need to have their hair tied.
Yeah, that's a'ight too.
But then they go overboard...
Girls are NOT allowed to wear earrings.
Wait a sec! That ain't right, becasue here's what's written on the handbook...
"Earrings are acceptable on girls' earlobes only"
A bit contradicting, is it?
But there's more!
Students should wear the normal uniform (which is a polo and PJ-like pants) even on days when there's P.E. Students should change to their P.E when it's P.E class.
Whoa! What the heck? Is this right? Is this even legal?
Students should walk along the corridors with their HANDS OFF THE WALLS.
What's the matter? The walls sticky with super glue or somethin'?
Students should try to sing in tune when in Chapel Service.
Now what? We get detention if we don't sing it right?
Students should sit with hands near or on the floor during Chapel.
Oh okay. So if my feet are on the table, that's only a few feet off the ground so I'm assuming that's alright?
So you see, my school passes down weird rules. What's more is that sometimes they try and mess with our pockets too. So not only are they messing with my intelligence, the money gets affected too!
Oh well, what the heck... Guess I have no choice but to abide eh?
First, here are the OK rules.
All boys need to have hair that don't cover the eyes, the back of their neck, or their ears.
Okay, this one's in the handbook, so I'm cool with that.
All girls need to have their hair tied.
Yeah, that's a'ight too.
But then they go overboard...
Girls are NOT allowed to wear earrings.
Wait a sec! That ain't right, becasue here's what's written on the handbook...
"Earrings are acceptable on girls' earlobes only"
A bit contradicting, is it?
But there's more!
Students should wear the normal uniform (which is a polo and PJ-like pants) even on days when there's P.E. Students should change to their P.E when it's P.E class.
Whoa! What the heck? Is this right? Is this even legal?
Students should walk along the corridors with their HANDS OFF THE WALLS.
What's the matter? The walls sticky with super glue or somethin'?
Students should try to sing in tune when in Chapel Service.
Now what? We get detention if we don't sing it right?
Students should sit with hands near or on the floor during Chapel.
Oh okay. So if my feet are on the table, that's only a few feet off the ground so I'm assuming that's alright?
So you see, my school passes down weird rules. What's more is that sometimes they try and mess with our pockets too. So not only are they messing with my intelligence, the money gets affected too!
Oh well, what the heck... Guess I have no choice but to abide eh?
PEOPLE, THIS IS THE GOD I SERVE
People, this is the God I serve...
A few days ago my family went out to see a house since we're looking for one. My dad had a company car he usually borrows and he sometimes can take it home if nobody is going to use it. We then used this car to get to our destination.
We neared the house and my dad then got into a position to park the car. He drove the car near the sidewalk where in front of us another car was parked. The parking process was almost finished...
When my dad, instead of hitting the brakes, hit the gas pedal full on.
As I have said, a car was in front of us. So scientifically speaking, calculating the speed of our car and the distance of the car in front of us (which was not so great), our car hit its bumper real hard that it left a real HUGE dent.
What's more is this: my brother was standing up viewing the cars from the back window. At the collision, he was thrown off and when we saw him he was on the floor, his head underneath the front seat. My mom began praying fervently.
I quickly got out of the car, inspected the damage done not to our car car, but to the other. Seeing the humongous dent, I slowly walked away.
My mom and dad began frantically looking back and forth at our car and the other. We asked help form the Thai agent who was in charge of selling the house to call the owner of the car and he quickly did. I, meanwhile, went into the garage with my MP3 still playing.
I sat down, shaken. I quickly went into quick prayer and didn't even mind if my MP3 was still on. I asked God for guidance and for help, and I told Him he was the only one who could help us effectively.
After I finished my prayer, my ear caught the attention of the song that was playing, which was "Little Wonders" OST Meet the Robinsons, sung by Rob Thomas. The moment I finished my prayer, these lines were sung:
And I don't mind
If it's me you need to turn to
We'll get by
It's the heart that really matters in the end
At that very moment I felt complete peace and I grinned broadly. God has given me His answer, and I knew all I need to do is trust and have faith in Him. Like the song said, It's the heart that really matters in the end. If I trusted Him, then He is sure to save us from this trouble.
And that's what He did. The owner of the car could apparently speak English and we were able to communicate easily. Each of the cars had insurances, so they were all taken care of. In the end, we didn't pay (but we did admit it was our fault) and the owner of the car wasn't angry at all. However, the agent fro the house was like "I helped you! Pay me 4,000!" so we did. In return, we decided not to take the house.
Though it seems like this is all misfortune and mishap, it's actually loaded with blessings. First of, there were people beside the car we hit that were playing. What if my dad did miss the car then instead hit them? A human life is priceless compared to a car! Plus, the cars had insurances, so nobody on either side paid. The woman who owned the car could speak communicate easily because of her knowledge of English. And they weren't angry either.
So during the paperwork, I had a smile as i carried my brother because I knew God was there with us and He proved Himself once again an almighty and loving Father.
People......
This is the God I serve.
A few days ago my family went out to see a house since we're looking for one. My dad had a company car he usually borrows and he sometimes can take it home if nobody is going to use it. We then used this car to get to our destination.
We neared the house and my dad then got into a position to park the car. He drove the car near the sidewalk where in front of us another car was parked. The parking process was almost finished...
When my dad, instead of hitting the brakes, hit the gas pedal full on.
As I have said, a car was in front of us. So scientifically speaking, calculating the speed of our car and the distance of the car in front of us (which was not so great), our car hit its bumper real hard that it left a real HUGE dent.
What's more is this: my brother was standing up viewing the cars from the back window. At the collision, he was thrown off and when we saw him he was on the floor, his head underneath the front seat. My mom began praying fervently.
I quickly got out of the car, inspected the damage done not to our car car, but to the other. Seeing the humongous dent, I slowly walked away.
My mom and dad began frantically looking back and forth at our car and the other. We asked help form the Thai agent who was in charge of selling the house to call the owner of the car and he quickly did. I, meanwhile, went into the garage with my MP3 still playing.
I sat down, shaken. I quickly went into quick prayer and didn't even mind if my MP3 was still on. I asked God for guidance and for help, and I told Him he was the only one who could help us effectively.
After I finished my prayer, my ear caught the attention of the song that was playing, which was "Little Wonders" OST Meet the Robinsons, sung by Rob Thomas. The moment I finished my prayer, these lines were sung:
And I don't mind
If it's me you need to turn to
We'll get by
It's the heart that really matters in the end
At that very moment I felt complete peace and I grinned broadly. God has given me His answer, and I knew all I need to do is trust and have faith in Him. Like the song said, It's the heart that really matters in the end. If I trusted Him, then He is sure to save us from this trouble.
And that's what He did. The owner of the car could apparently speak English and we were able to communicate easily. Each of the cars had insurances, so they were all taken care of. In the end, we didn't pay (but we did admit it was our fault) and the owner of the car wasn't angry at all. However, the agent fro the house was like "I helped you! Pay me 4,000!" so we did. In return, we decided not to take the house.
Though it seems like this is all misfortune and mishap, it's actually loaded with blessings. First of, there were people beside the car we hit that were playing. What if my dad did miss the car then instead hit them? A human life is priceless compared to a car! Plus, the cars had insurances, so nobody on either side paid. The woman who owned the car could speak communicate easily because of her knowledge of English. And they weren't angry either.
So during the paperwork, I had a smile as i carried my brother because I knew God was there with us and He proved Himself once again an almighty and loving Father.
People......
This is the God I serve.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
The Last Legion
There be spoilers ahead, matey. Beware....
"The Last Legion" was a movie I saw yesterday and i must say it was quite good. Not very good and not that good, but good nonetheless. Good story, good acting, and this is one of those rare movies in which there's romance but without kissing whatsoever.
The movie starts out being narrated by a man named Ambrosinus, a Britain, who knows and searches for a legendary sword hidden from the world. Year ago, the boy king Romulus is crowned Caesar of the great empire of Rome. Ambrosinus is his tutor, who sometimes does "magic" which actually are only tricks. Odoacer, commander of the Goths allied to Rome, demmanded land form Romulus's father but he refuses. Romulus also meets Aurelius, a general.
That same night, Rome is conquered by the Goths. Aurelius's men are killed except for him and Romulus is taken prisoner.
Odoacer plans to kill Romulus, but Ambrosinus convinces him to keep him alive and Amborsinus and the boy are taken to an island as prisoners. On the island, Ambrosinus realizes that the place might be where the sword is hidden and he - being tied up - leads Romulus to find the sword, the sword for the one "destined to rule."
Ambrisinus and Romulus are rescued by the loyal Aurelius along with three of his men and an Indian female warrior, Mira. They then take the boy-king to a port where he would be transported to Constantinople. However, the Eastern Empire has betrayed them and sent men to kill Romulus. They are, however, unsuccessful. The group then travels to Britain to seek help from the Ninth Legion, or the "Dragon Legion", to see if they remain loyal to the emperor.
Traveling to Hadrian's wall, they realize that the legion has abandoned their posts to become farmers because of fear that the ruler of Anglia, Vortgyn, would attack them.
Ironically enough, Vortgyn wants the sword for his own. He sends the men of Odacer who he has teamed up with to kill the sons of the Blacksmith of the town Romulus was staying in. The people then find out Romulus is the king and they banish him and those with him.
Aurelius and some of his gathered men then take a stand from an attack from Vortgyn. The battle seemed hopeless, until the Ninth Legion took up their arms again and helped them. The battle is won when Ambrosinus kills Vortgyn and Romulus kills the henchman of Odacer who killed his parents.
In the end, Romulus tells the soldiers that there will be no more wars and he throws away the sword, which amazingly pierces a rock and gets lodged in it.
Years later, we see Ambrosinus telling the whole tale to a young boy. Amborsinus then says the Aurelius and Mira married and took Romulus as their own son. Romulus took a Celtic name, meaning son of the dragon: Pendragon. He married the girl he met at the town, Ygraine, and had a son: the boy Ambrosinus was talking to right now, Arthur. Ambrosinus also changed his name to Merlin and now served as Arthur's tutor.
At the ending, the camera pans to the rock with the sword lodged in it. Partially covered by moss, we see the blade with the words "ESCALIBVR" engraved upon it. We then discover that this is the legendary Excalibur, the sword of King Arthur.
Great movie, watch it!
"The Last Legion" was a movie I saw yesterday and i must say it was quite good. Not very good and not that good, but good nonetheless. Good story, good acting, and this is one of those rare movies in which there's romance but without kissing whatsoever.
The movie starts out being narrated by a man named Ambrosinus, a Britain, who knows and searches for a legendary sword hidden from the world. Year ago, the boy king Romulus is crowned Caesar of the great empire of Rome. Ambrosinus is his tutor, who sometimes does "magic" which actually are only tricks. Odoacer, commander of the Goths allied to Rome, demmanded land form Romulus's father but he refuses. Romulus also meets Aurelius, a general.
That same night, Rome is conquered by the Goths. Aurelius's men are killed except for him and Romulus is taken prisoner.
Odoacer plans to kill Romulus, but Ambrosinus convinces him to keep him alive and Amborsinus and the boy are taken to an island as prisoners. On the island, Ambrosinus realizes that the place might be where the sword is hidden and he - being tied up - leads Romulus to find the sword, the sword for the one "destined to rule."
Ambrisinus and Romulus are rescued by the loyal Aurelius along with three of his men and an Indian female warrior, Mira. They then take the boy-king to a port where he would be transported to Constantinople. However, the Eastern Empire has betrayed them and sent men to kill Romulus. They are, however, unsuccessful. The group then travels to Britain to seek help from the Ninth Legion, or the "Dragon Legion", to see if they remain loyal to the emperor.
Traveling to Hadrian's wall, they realize that the legion has abandoned their posts to become farmers because of fear that the ruler of Anglia, Vortgyn, would attack them.
Ironically enough, Vortgyn wants the sword for his own. He sends the men of Odacer who he has teamed up with to kill the sons of the Blacksmith of the town Romulus was staying in. The people then find out Romulus is the king and they banish him and those with him.
Aurelius and some of his gathered men then take a stand from an attack from Vortgyn. The battle seemed hopeless, until the Ninth Legion took up their arms again and helped them. The battle is won when Ambrosinus kills Vortgyn and Romulus kills the henchman of Odacer who killed his parents.
In the end, Romulus tells the soldiers that there will be no more wars and he throws away the sword, which amazingly pierces a rock and gets lodged in it.
Years later, we see Ambrosinus telling the whole tale to a young boy. Amborsinus then says the Aurelius and Mira married and took Romulus as their own son. Romulus took a Celtic name, meaning son of the dragon: Pendragon. He married the girl he met at the town, Ygraine, and had a son: the boy Ambrosinus was talking to right now, Arthur. Ambrosinus also changed his name to Merlin and now served as Arthur's tutor.
At the ending, the camera pans to the rock with the sword lodged in it. Partially covered by moss, we see the blade with the words "ESCALIBVR" engraved upon it. We then discover that this is the legendary Excalibur, the sword of King Arthur.
Great movie, watch it!
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
The Great Van Ride
"The Great Van Ride"....
It wasn't actually so great....
The only thing great about it was the hours it took me to get home.
Anyways, here's the story of "The Great Van Ride".
It was Monday, Jan. 7th, and I was half-happy half-bummed that it the holidays are over and that school was calling me back once more. As I hopped into the van I realized that I had a new van driver. What this usually means is this: new driver, new route. And as I presumed, he did take a new route which got us to school almost the same time like my previous van driver but he was only a few minutes late.
And so I spend eight hours in school, conversing with my teachers and friends on how their holiday went and told them about mine (how delicious the food was at a party and what a big pile of games DG gave me). After school, it was finally time to go home.
I hope into the van and reach for my MP3 as I always do when going back home (and coming to school) and plug it into my ear. I realize that the battery has run out, so with nothing interesting to do - in this case, listen to - I lazily went to sleep and waited for my turn to be sent home.
Now before we move on, let me just tell you some facts you'll be needing to understand this story of mine: the streets here in Bangkok have names (like any other country), numbers, and are referred to as sois in plural, soi in singular. My school is located in Ladphrao road Soi 112. Another thing is that I finish school at 3:00 and get home at around 4:00.
Anyways, continuing on. So I dozed off to sleep, occasionally peeking around to see where we were. When I finally rested fully and felt that my energy bar was completely filled (talking like i'm some kind of character in a game) i opened my eyes and assumed that I was finally on my way home.
I was correct, it was my turn to go home.
However, I rubbed my eyes and looked to my right and do you know what I found?
THE WORDS "LADPHRAO SOI 112" STARING RIGHT BACK AT FRIGGIN' FACE!
I couldn't believe it.
I could NOT conceive it.
How the HECK did I get back here?
I realized that the driver didn't know - or simply ignored - the shortcuts my previous driver took.
I sighed in anger, irritation, and disbelief.
It therefore took another hour to get me home, so I got home at 5.
The next day i dreaded the ride back home once more but luckily, the school found out how late we got sent home so they sent me and some other kids to another driver and I got home at an amazing record of 3:45.
Whew, thank God for ex-underground racer van drivers and shortcuts!
It wasn't actually so great....
The only thing great about it was the hours it took me to get home.
Anyways, here's the story of "The Great Van Ride".
It was Monday, Jan. 7th, and I was half-happy half-bummed that it the holidays are over and that school was calling me back once more. As I hopped into the van I realized that I had a new van driver. What this usually means is this: new driver, new route. And as I presumed, he did take a new route which got us to school almost the same time like my previous van driver but he was only a few minutes late.
And so I spend eight hours in school, conversing with my teachers and friends on how their holiday went and told them about mine (how delicious the food was at a party and what a big pile of games DG gave me). After school, it was finally time to go home.
I hope into the van and reach for my MP3 as I always do when going back home (and coming to school) and plug it into my ear. I realize that the battery has run out, so with nothing interesting to do - in this case, listen to - I lazily went to sleep and waited for my turn to be sent home.
Now before we move on, let me just tell you some facts you'll be needing to understand this story of mine: the streets here in Bangkok have names (like any other country), numbers, and are referred to as sois in plural, soi in singular. My school is located in Ladphrao road Soi 112. Another thing is that I finish school at 3:00 and get home at around 4:00.
Anyways, continuing on. So I dozed off to sleep, occasionally peeking around to see where we were. When I finally rested fully and felt that my energy bar was completely filled (talking like i'm some kind of character in a game) i opened my eyes and assumed that I was finally on my way home.
I was correct, it was my turn to go home.
However, I rubbed my eyes and looked to my right and do you know what I found?
THE WORDS "LADPHRAO SOI 112" STARING RIGHT BACK AT FRIGGIN' FACE!
I couldn't believe it.
I could NOT conceive it.
How the HECK did I get back here?
I realized that the driver didn't know - or simply ignored - the shortcuts my previous driver took.
I sighed in anger, irritation, and disbelief.
It therefore took another hour to get me home, so I got home at 5.
The next day i dreaded the ride back home once more but luckily, the school found out how late we got sent home so they sent me and some other kids to another driver and I got home at an amazing record of 3:45.
Whew, thank God for ex-underground racer van drivers and shortcuts!
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