boo,

boo
Originally uploaded by the_rabbi.

im really sorry....

..badjao..

this goes with the tune of a song that goes something like,, "alive, alive, alive forever more.. my jesus is alive, alvie forever more" something.. ehehehe

allum, allum, allum iya sa umol.
si isa ko allum,
allum iya sa umol.

allum, allum, allum iya sa umol,
si isa ko allum
allum iya sa umol.

magkalang magsukol, magkalang magsukol.
si isa ko allum iya sa umol.
magkalang magsukol, magkalang magsukol.
si isa ko allum iya sa umol.

i would like to thank my sponsors: the badjao's in the pediatric ward, if it werent for them, i wouldnt know the song,. and my classmates who gave me the lyrics or this song..

thank you fan!! lolz

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.



i forgot who the author was. something with max or i dont know.. hehehe i just loved the poem.. or whatever this is... ahehehe