"They also do no iniquity, they walk in his ways"
It's the end of January! I can't believe this. It means we're only 5 months away from graduation, and only weeks away from the contests.
I'm still lazy, but I'm getting better now thanks to memorizing the Psalm 119 exercise.
What doesn't get better is me when I'm in front of her. I attended the morning class today. Saw her after a long while. I wanted badly to talk to her but I didn't know what to say. It wouldn't help me too if I did, so I tried to sleep my self off a bit. Didn't work. She began the conversation, which became more like a monologue. But I always like to listen to her. That voice, that smile, that hair, those eyes when they're excited... I just can't get enough. Ah well.
No EC training today, for some reason. Arnis was a lot of fun though. Met Jess, a high school friend. He was still the same as ever: chubby and a bit... prideful. Got a paltos from the swings, since my grip was too big to hold the thin sticks which squeezed the skin on the right palm near the knuckle.
Asked for help from the princess today too. I was smiling the whole time, but it's not even comparable to earlier.
Haha. Me ranting all this in a public place seems crazy, no? What if someone was reading this? I'm not endorsing it, but it is linked to my Twitter and Facebook. Well I guess there's that part of me wanting to be discovered, not by me flaunting myself, but by someone searching for me. I think everyone likes that, deep inside. That feeling of being found.
Not that they don't know me; I mean, people think I'm nice and all, but no one can ever really read my thoughts. Not even my parents. Not even my brother. So if you're reading this, I guess it's, well, a part of me that I want others to see too. But then, if you're the chismis type you'd probably just skim over my rants and go straight to the lovelife things. So if you're reading this, then please read it whole. Maybe you'd understand me a little bit more.
Saturday, January 31, 2015
Thursday, January 29, 2015
January 29 2015 Thursday
"Blessed are the undefiled in the way, who walk in the Law of the Lord."
So from now I'll be memorizing Psalm 119 to help me get back up on my feet. I have more reasons than that though, those in my prayers. I don't know how to put it here.
I'm also reading a bit on Irish mythology. It's fairly interesting, perhaps because it's a little different. It's a bit annoying to read without knowing the proper pronunciation though, so maybe I have to also study a bit of that.
I wonder how the summer moon is doing?
I've been on the CW10 readings too, and I should say I'm motivated again to write. I still have to cook the ideas in my head though.
OKAY I just finished writing an r/nosleep inspired short story. I'm pretty proud of it. I'll post it tonight, too.
I catched up with DICE. No big twist; mediocre/common character development, I'm only staying for the combat scenes and theory.
So from now I'll be memorizing Psalm 119 to help me get back up on my feet. I have more reasons than that though, those in my prayers. I don't know how to put it here.
I'm also reading a bit on Irish mythology. It's fairly interesting, perhaps because it's a little different. It's a bit annoying to read without knowing the proper pronunciation though, so maybe I have to also study a bit of that.
I wonder how the summer moon is doing?
I've been on the CW10 readings too, and I should say I'm motivated again to write. I still have to cook the ideas in my head though.
OKAY I just finished writing an r/nosleep inspired short story. I'm pretty proud of it. I'll post it tonight, too.
I catched up with DICE. No big twist; mediocre/common character development, I'm only staying for the combat scenes and theory.
Wednesday, January 28, 2015
January 28 2015 Wednesday
You might be wondering why I barely have - or don't have - organization in my journal entries. To put it simply, I want to write the ideas as they come to my mind naturally and organically. Of course, if you want to be technical about it, organic does not mean natural and vice versa. But the word is used that way. Basta the point is how the thought flows here more or less should approximate overlapping waves of thought in my mind
(Apparently English does not have a word with the same interjection usage for basta, which came from the Spanish word bastar, which means to be enough.)
So what I wanted to say is I ditched my groupmates today. Kinda. Well, yes. I did have training until 8 yesterday so I arrived 10 pm so I could have - but didn't want to - stay up later to do the editting. I don't want to cram that. The copy should've been posted earlier and I don't want to suffer the consequences of that.
Selfish, but I've had enough. Though no one reads this blog, this is still a public post so I won't say any more.
I went again to engineering to failingly get my brother's TCG and submit my candidacy for graduation. The TCG was still unavailable and apparently they need an email screenshot of the automated CAPES reply.
On the way out I met the princess. We exchanged a smile and a hi. She's an eyecandy as usual. Since I got the pretreatment process in our plant design (according to plan) I think I'll ask some help from her.
Last note! Three whole arcs of Kubera updates were dumped in two nights. It's overwhelming! But I managed to finish it in an hour or so XD I just need to catch up with DICE (around 40 chapters I think, which would take around two hours).
(Apparently English does not have a word with the same interjection usage for basta, which came from the Spanish word bastar, which means to be enough.)
So what I wanted to say is I ditched my groupmates today. Kinda. Well, yes. I did have training until 8 yesterday so I arrived 10 pm so I could have - but didn't want to - stay up later to do the editting. I don't want to cram that. The copy should've been posted earlier and I don't want to suffer the consequences of that.
Selfish, but I've had enough. Though no one reads this blog, this is still a public post so I won't say any more.
I went again to engineering to failingly get my brother's TCG and submit my candidacy for graduation. The TCG was still unavailable and apparently they need an email screenshot of the automated CAPES reply.
On the way out I met the princess. We exchanged a smile and a hi. She's an eyecandy as usual. Since I got the pretreatment process in our plant design (according to plan) I think I'll ask some help from her.
Last note! Three whole arcs of Kubera updates were dumped in two nights. It's overwhelming! But I managed to finish it in an hour or so XD I just need to catch up with DICE (around 40 chapters I think, which would take around two hours).
Tuesday, January 27, 2015
January 27 2015 Tuesday
So last night I had another dream. I can't remember it though. I wonder why I'm dreaming more often lately..
Anyway, after CW 10 class I went to engg to unsuccessfully do two errands: get my brother's TCG and submit my candidacy for graduation. The admin had an unreasonably small schedule window for claiming of TCGs (9-10 am and 1-2 pm) and I still needed to print and fill out this CAPES thing (job application stuff; it's good that they do this).
On my way back to ChE to wait for my training I decided to buy kwek-kwek: those quail eggs irregularly covered in orange flour. As I put the thick, sweet sauce and the spicy vinegar I overheard two English-speaking guys (IE club, the dude type).
There was this asshole (yes, that's what he is) who thinks of picking up girls and getting their pussies as normal. "What's college without chicks?" to quote his milder sentences once. For one, it shouldn't be; and second, girls should never be treated that way. That's blatant objectification; but unfortunately, he's exactly the kind of guy that girls fall for. So much for brains.
His friend, though, was more sensible. "I'm happy the way I am," he said calmly when asked why he doesn't want to join IE Club OR get chicks.
That world is shitty (perfectly fine adjective; gives all the flavor I want to give) but I guess theirs is just different from mine. Not to say which is right or wrong, just different. It's a well-known fact that Christian girls are a huge pain to date, especially the more conservative ones; they make up lots and lots of rules they claim to be Biblical. That's a big turn off to both non-christians AND Christians. And to me too, especially if they can't even tell the difference between sweet worldly advice from distorted Bible verses from real painful Christian truth. Sometimes I think bad theology translates to stupidity. Of course that's not true, because good theology is also a gift of God. All good things come from above.
Admittedly sometimes I do feel jealous of assholes, like wanting to have the charm to pickup chicks and all. Especially when I'm spiritually unhealthy like now. I mean, they do stupid things and girls call them cute, but if ugly people (let's face it, we exist) do the same it becomes plain stupid. The fine line between romantic and creepy is charm, or the lack of it.
Not all girls are like that though. There's always plenty of people out there, waiting to be discovered. Unfortunately I'm not one to open up many and take their pearls, just to throw them away. At least, not anymore.
So I'll be waiting too I guess. Someday I'll find someone, if God wills.
Anyway, after CW 10 class I went to engg to unsuccessfully do two errands: get my brother's TCG and submit my candidacy for graduation. The admin had an unreasonably small schedule window for claiming of TCGs (9-10 am and 1-2 pm) and I still needed to print and fill out this CAPES thing (job application stuff; it's good that they do this).
On my way back to ChE to wait for my training I decided to buy kwek-kwek: those quail eggs irregularly covered in orange flour. As I put the thick, sweet sauce and the spicy vinegar I overheard two English-speaking guys (IE club, the dude type).
There was this asshole (yes, that's what he is) who thinks of picking up girls and getting their pussies as normal. "What's college without chicks?" to quote his milder sentences once. For one, it shouldn't be; and second, girls should never be treated that way. That's blatant objectification; but unfortunately, he's exactly the kind of guy that girls fall for. So much for brains.
His friend, though, was more sensible. "I'm happy the way I am," he said calmly when asked why he doesn't want to join IE Club OR get chicks.
That world is shitty (perfectly fine adjective; gives all the flavor I want to give) but I guess theirs is just different from mine. Not to say which is right or wrong, just different. It's a well-known fact that Christian girls are a huge pain to date, especially the more conservative ones; they make up lots and lots of rules they claim to be Biblical. That's a big turn off to both non-christians AND Christians. And to me too, especially if they can't even tell the difference between sweet worldly advice from distorted Bible verses from real painful Christian truth. Sometimes I think bad theology translates to stupidity. Of course that's not true, because good theology is also a gift of God. All good things come from above.
Admittedly sometimes I do feel jealous of assholes, like wanting to have the charm to pickup chicks and all. Especially when I'm spiritually unhealthy like now. I mean, they do stupid things and girls call them cute, but if ugly people (let's face it, we exist) do the same it becomes plain stupid. The fine line between romantic and creepy is charm, or the lack of it.
Not all girls are like that though. There's always plenty of people out there, waiting to be discovered. Unfortunately I'm not one to open up many and take their pearls, just to throw them away. At least, not anymore.
So I'll be waiting too I guess. Someday I'll find someone, if God wills.
Monday, January 26, 2015
January 26 2015 Monday
Hello! It seems I have someone who actually reads this. Or maybe it's just spam page view. Anyway, I want to add a dropdown menu (amongst three pending posts) for the pages list on the tabs, so I can merge my writings into just one dropdown tab for poems, etc., and maybe insert another tab. I know I was thinking about it, but I forgot. Quotes. It's about quotes like from Lang Leav and berlinartparasites and other famous old philosophers and what I think about them. Maybe even a quote of the day widget to the right. Not bad, eh?
So last night I had a nightmare. I woke up at home - or what I believed was home -- no, I was already awake then. My batchmate told me that the colloquium begins in a few minutes and I don't know what to do. I heard ma'am Melit saying something, but I can't remember. Of all the teachers, she had to be the judge. And I had nothing to present. That's what made it a nightmare.
But I already woke up before that to my Mom's voice. Except in my imagination it changed to a little girl's voice. I think reading too much r/nosleep stories are finally getting into me. I wish I was this enthusiastic in reading the Bible.
The nightmare tells me though, that somehow my slacking off is haunting me. Somehow. I don't know. I have always been the odd one, being a little bit too hardworking, doing a little bit too much, giving a little bit more than what was ever required of me. Everyone always hated it. That's how it is in the Philippines - you are always expected to be mediocre. Anything more than that and you'd either be a savior or a jerk: a savior to help them all the time, or a jerk who would think only of himself.
Everyone hates it except my mom, who never thought it was enough. She would always push me harder, against all irrationality just to satisfy her own desires. All the while I was being dragged to mediocrity by the powerful social pressures in my younger years.
I coped by living a lie- no, it is more accurate to say that I wasn't living at all.
Why am I telling all this? I guess I've had no one to talk to for so long. I mean talk as in 'big talk,' not just small talks and whatnot.
Let's just move on to my day. We cleaned the lab a bit, but it's naturally dusty in the area especially as long as the dust from construction is left without greenery to clean the air. That, and the smoke from the thousand unrelenting trucks and jeepneys and cars that pass every day through CP Garcia.
Then I ate the Jollibee Glazed Chicken. Not bad, I say. I still prefer the KFC Spicy Gangnam though (although its name is so bad).
I went to FCM to have a checkup. After dawdling around Facebook using the very slow but free globe mobile data for around 30 minutes, we finally entered doctor Muñoz' room. He had a cabinet on his left where filled (or littered, if you're one of the more annoying atheists) with lots of religious paraphernalia - a Jesus altar on the upper central shelf, some statue I don't recognize to its left, a crucifix to its right and a pope francis portrait below that crucifix. Below the altar is a soothing sound system that repeats every less than 10 minutes (it repeated thrice, I think, in the 20 minutes or so that we stayed there).
My mother was apparently allergic to cefalexin, so she was given different medication for her cough and colds. Doesn't help a bit with her irrationality though. More on that later.
So this swollen piece of skin on my underarms is apparently a follicle inflammation or something. And this pair of dark, rough, callous skin near my left ankle is apparently due to repetitive trauma/pressure, which I now know to be from indian sitting on a perfectly fine, old, wooden chair. No tumors. Thank God.
Now my mother is getting all frantic and hysterical because my brother doesn't want to upload his (required) video diary to UVLE yet (he would NEVER in his life make something like that). Add to that all three losses in ranked provisional games and it's really, really annoying (Filipino grammar) even though you try to understand her being sick and, well, a mother. Sick mothers are more incomprehensible than the relationship between gravity and quantum mechanics, and more terrifying than a galactic storm. But they're also more frail than twigs, such that you cannot just... I don't think there's an English expressiobln for this: di mo sila matiis. My dad's handling things so though both mom and brother are unruly, and the air is filled with tension (at least outside the room; I'm sitting on the bed typing this on my phone and letting the cool, #1 breeze of our Camel electric fan chill my head through my half-mucus-filled nose), the appearance of peace and quiet at least predominates. Aside from her coughing.
So there; that's pretty much my day.
Ah yes! I also finished the Duolingo Spanish tree, but no one noticed it. Or no one cared (I would have said 'gave a fuck' but I realize I'm reading too much of those and should refrain for now). I think if I was still that dick and feeler who denyingly flirted with everyone, I would have many others who would comment on that. But no. I guess friends are hard to find. Not that I don't have any, it's just that somehow this 'friend' idea I have is more like that of a companion, a girlfriend, a wife. It's not that no one fits; I just think people are too selfish about love. Then I realize that I'm also being selfish, because I want my lover to love just as much as I love her. And I'm also immature. So I want to rationalize these things before I commit.
Anyway, I'm happy about it, completing the tree. I'll just end this here in a happy note, though in reality I'm still annoyed. Auf Wiedersehen!
So last night I had a nightmare. I woke up at home - or what I believed was home -- no, I was already awake then. My batchmate told me that the colloquium begins in a few minutes and I don't know what to do. I heard ma'am Melit saying something, but I can't remember. Of all the teachers, she had to be the judge. And I had nothing to present. That's what made it a nightmare.
But I already woke up before that to my Mom's voice. Except in my imagination it changed to a little girl's voice. I think reading too much r/nosleep stories are finally getting into me. I wish I was this enthusiastic in reading the Bible.
The nightmare tells me though, that somehow my slacking off is haunting me. Somehow. I don't know. I have always been the odd one, being a little bit too hardworking, doing a little bit too much, giving a little bit more than what was ever required of me. Everyone always hated it. That's how it is in the Philippines - you are always expected to be mediocre. Anything more than that and you'd either be a savior or a jerk: a savior to help them all the time, or a jerk who would think only of himself.
Everyone hates it except my mom, who never thought it was enough. She would always push me harder, against all irrationality just to satisfy her own desires. All the while I was being dragged to mediocrity by the powerful social pressures in my younger years.
I coped by living a lie- no, it is more accurate to say that I wasn't living at all.
Why am I telling all this? I guess I've had no one to talk to for so long. I mean talk as in 'big talk,' not just small talks and whatnot.
Let's just move on to my day. We cleaned the lab a bit, but it's naturally dusty in the area especially as long as the dust from construction is left without greenery to clean the air. That, and the smoke from the thousand unrelenting trucks and jeepneys and cars that pass every day through CP Garcia.
Then I ate the Jollibee Glazed Chicken. Not bad, I say. I still prefer the KFC Spicy Gangnam though (although its name is so bad).
I went to FCM to have a checkup. After dawdling around Facebook using the very slow but free globe mobile data for around 30 minutes, we finally entered doctor Muñoz' room. He had a cabinet on his left where filled (or littered, if you're one of the more annoying atheists) with lots of religious paraphernalia - a Jesus altar on the upper central shelf, some statue I don't recognize to its left, a crucifix to its right and a pope francis portrait below that crucifix. Below the altar is a soothing sound system that repeats every less than 10 minutes (it repeated thrice, I think, in the 20 minutes or so that we stayed there).
My mother was apparently allergic to cefalexin, so she was given different medication for her cough and colds. Doesn't help a bit with her irrationality though. More on that later.
So this swollen piece of skin on my underarms is apparently a follicle inflammation or something. And this pair of dark, rough, callous skin near my left ankle is apparently due to repetitive trauma/pressure, which I now know to be from indian sitting on a perfectly fine, old, wooden chair. No tumors. Thank God.
Now my mother is getting all frantic and hysterical because my brother doesn't want to upload his (required) video diary to UVLE yet (he would NEVER in his life make something like that). Add to that all three losses in ranked provisional games and it's really, really annoying (Filipino grammar) even though you try to understand her being sick and, well, a mother. Sick mothers are more incomprehensible than the relationship between gravity and quantum mechanics, and more terrifying than a galactic storm. But they're also more frail than twigs, such that you cannot just... I don't think there's an English expressiobln for this: di mo sila matiis. My dad's handling things so though both mom and brother are unruly, and the air is filled with tension (at least outside the room; I'm sitting on the bed typing this on my phone and letting the cool, #1 breeze of our Camel electric fan chill my head through my half-mucus-filled nose), the appearance of peace and quiet at least predominates. Aside from her coughing.
So there; that's pretty much my day.
Ah yes! I also finished the Duolingo Spanish tree, but no one noticed it. Or no one cared (I would have said 'gave a fuck' but I realize I'm reading too much of those and should refrain for now). I think if I was still that dick and feeler who denyingly flirted with everyone, I would have many others who would comment on that. But no. I guess friends are hard to find. Not that I don't have any, it's just that somehow this 'friend' idea I have is more like that of a companion, a girlfriend, a wife. It's not that no one fits; I just think people are too selfish about love. Then I realize that I'm also being selfish, because I want my lover to love just as much as I love her. And I'm also immature. So I want to rationalize these things before I commit.
Anyway, I'm happy about it, completing the tree. I'll just end this here in a happy note, though in reality I'm still annoyed. Auf Wiedersehen!
Thursday, January 22, 2015
January 22 2015 Thursday
Did I say the summer moon acts like a kid? I take that back. Just now, she was more mature than me. Haha. En realidad, eso fue todos yo quería decir hoy. XD
Wednesday, January 21, 2015
January 21 2015 Wednesday
I saw his long curly hairs as I approached the driver's seat of the then-waiting UP-Philcoa jeep. He wearing his trademark bright green shirt and was pouting his lips. He was in the middle of eating something when I caught a glance of him. I looked away so fast I didn't even see what he was munching. I didn't want him to see me, but he probably did already. Well, it ended up as me remembering him as pouting, which is rather amusing.
I actually wanted to sit on the front window seat right beside where he is (it's one of the premium seats as I was telling my brother yesterday) but this woman wearing a hijab beat me to it, thankfully. It would've been awkward if I sat there beside him, since with that build it would've been impossible to not make body contact. He's not exactly my favorite person and I'm not exactly his either, and everybody knows it's always more awkward to make body contact with a not-so-close acquaintance than with a stranger. Peculiar, this jeepney culture.
But on second thought it would've also been amusing to see what he would've done if I did sit beside him, whether he will chat me up or ignore me or what. I'm pretty chill around awkward situations since I don't really care, and there's a sadistic side of me that gets amused with people fumbling in awkwardness against me.
I went directly to DChE and stayed at the third floor. My only class is plant design consultation at 1 PM. I met a lot of people while waiting and also interacted with my classmates, but I only chatted with Mesh. We were together for quite a while, since I went with her to get certification of graduation from Melchor Hall, which was far from DChE. Everything is far from DChE. I also met Trixy there; attractive and jolly as ever, perhaps even more so.
You might say I'm in love with her. People always do. No. Just no. I'm getting to that though. All these love songs in the FX after a tiring training in chemical kinetics (cue Janno Gibbs' Heart of Mine) inevitably makes me think of two people: her and the summer moon.
I still like her, undoubtedly. You know you're still not over someone when you still think she's uncontestedly the most attractive person around. (Yes, I think she's prettier than Trixy.) You know you're still not over someone when you stop to listen while in the middle of solving a problem because you heard her voice faintly - very faintly - from above. I wasn't imagining things though; she really was talking to friends on the fourth floor. They were even talking about me at some point, but I didn't hear much to know what they said (hey, I was trying to study).
As for the summer moon, I don't know. Sometimes she's immature, but hey, she's still young. I don't really mind it though; I like to talk to her. A girl gets really attractive when you like to talk to her. But though I like her and all, but I don't love her. Unlike her. We'll see.
I was pondering about my ideal girl (or lack of it). Gotta sleep now though. I'll write it tomorrow.
January 22 2014 Thursday 6:31 AM
So I was thinking, my lack of ideal girl. I don't really have an ideal, but it's not anything goes either. First, must be a Christian. It's hard to live with someone you can't share the sweetest things with (she's an exception). That's it actually. But I'd prefer it if she's attractive, intelligent, and all those things guys want (I'm a guy too -_-). But perhaps the most important preferences (need to emphasize that) are 1) the ability to read and 2) forgiving. Someone who can read me properly and see who I am past what others say wouldn't make all those stereotypes about me. And when you see who I am, you would need to be very forgiving. I used to think I want someone who would stay and be my partner, but I realized that would be selfish because then I would be asking her to leave her world and be part of mine. But as I wrote in Step, such a thing should be mutual. Unless, of course, we were in the same world/with the same mission to begin with. That's even better.
I actually wanted to sit on the front window seat right beside where he is (it's one of the premium seats as I was telling my brother yesterday) but this woman wearing a hijab beat me to it, thankfully. It would've been awkward if I sat there beside him, since with that build it would've been impossible to not make body contact. He's not exactly my favorite person and I'm not exactly his either, and everybody knows it's always more awkward to make body contact with a not-so-close acquaintance than with a stranger. Peculiar, this jeepney culture.
But on second thought it would've also been amusing to see what he would've done if I did sit beside him, whether he will chat me up or ignore me or what. I'm pretty chill around awkward situations since I don't really care, and there's a sadistic side of me that gets amused with people fumbling in awkwardness against me.
I went directly to DChE and stayed at the third floor. My only class is plant design consultation at 1 PM. I met a lot of people while waiting and also interacted with my classmates, but I only chatted with Mesh. We were together for quite a while, since I went with her to get certification of graduation from Melchor Hall, which was far from DChE. Everything is far from DChE. I also met Trixy there; attractive and jolly as ever, perhaps even more so.
You might say I'm in love with her. People always do. No. Just no. I'm getting to that though. All these love songs in the FX after a tiring training in chemical kinetics (cue Janno Gibbs' Heart of Mine) inevitably makes me think of two people: her and the summer moon.
I still like her, undoubtedly. You know you're still not over someone when you still think she's uncontestedly the most attractive person around. (Yes, I think she's prettier than Trixy.) You know you're still not over someone when you stop to listen while in the middle of solving a problem because you heard her voice faintly - very faintly - from above. I wasn't imagining things though; she really was talking to friends on the fourth floor. They were even talking about me at some point, but I didn't hear much to know what they said (hey, I was trying to study).
As for the summer moon, I don't know. Sometimes she's immature, but hey, she's still young. I don't really mind it though; I like to talk to her. A girl gets really attractive when you like to talk to her. But though I like her and all, but I don't love her. Unlike her. We'll see.
January 22 2014 Thursday 6:31 AM
So I was thinking, my lack of ideal girl. I don't really have an ideal, but it's not anything goes either. First, must be a Christian. It's hard to live with someone you can't share the sweetest things with (she's an exception). That's it actually. But I'd prefer it if she's attractive, intelligent, and all those things guys want (I'm a guy too -_-). But perhaps the most important preferences (need to emphasize that) are 1) the ability to read and 2) forgiving. Someone who can read me properly and see who I am past what others say wouldn't make all those stereotypes about me. And when you see who I am, you would need to be very forgiving. I used to think I want someone who would stay and be my partner, but I realized that would be selfish because then I would be asking her to leave her world and be part of mine. But as I wrote in Step, such a thing should be mutual. Unless, of course, we were in the same world/with the same mission to begin with. That's even better.
Tuesday, January 20, 2015
January 20 2015 Tuesday
It's been a long time since I met anyone from Chemical Engineering, or so I felt. Actually it was just a week since enrolment but enrolment wasn't exactly the most pleasant. Talking to Danzen made me feel like I was away from civilization for 7 years, maybe partly because I actually haven't talked to him for a long time - a few months, I guess - since he blonged to another block.
Anyway, we didn't even have a proper conversation; so much for friends. I asked about his vacation and their church and his subjects now and judo and future plans - I was listening and all even though I was doing my Duolingo routine - but when he asked me the same, I just couldn't answer. There's this problem with me wanting to hold a proper conversation when usually I just listen to people talk about their lives. I've been too affected by that book "How to Talk so People will Listen" which actually taught more on "How to Listen" than "How to Talk." Although I do talk a lot of nonsense when I'm in the mood - which I usually am - but they're all just small talk. People don't like it when you have big talk. Nobody likes to talk about their ideas and ideals. And by "talk" I mean not just saying things out loud and expecting the other to either agree wholeheartedly with a nod and a smile or disagree respectfully with a headshake and a smile. I mean "talking" to be something like writing an essay together; thinking and talking about a subject as if your two brains are joined together, slamming your ideals like a truck against the wall, seeing if it holds up to all sort of scrutiny. Nobody likes "big talk;" everyone just likes to listen to what they already belive in.
But though we hadn't had a proper conversation - I still think him a friend. I mean I can still sit comfortably and quietly with him around and do my Duolingo and really not be pressured to say anything yet acknowledge each other's presence. Okay, maybe I'm not comfortable enough to say "Je suis une mouche" out loud - I wouldn't have said it anyway, since we're in the library and all - but well he counts as a friend. Thing is, you can't really be sure if the other person thinks the same but it doesn't matter now. It'll show, sooner or later. I also met Joco but that was even less of a conversation. I hadn't much to say then and I don't have much to say now either.
I left the library 30 minutes before my one and only class today: CW 10 (Creative Writing 10). As I reached the third floor I kept thinking whether the room was CAL 310 or CAL 301, so upon reaching the top of the stairs I turned left as a force of habit and found CAL 310. There were people waiting outside an empty room and no one dares to go inside. Freshies don't dare to go inside an empty class room - that is, I would've easily guessed most of them were freshies if I were on my Sherlock mode but no, I was lost that day like I freshie. So I passed by that room and convinced myself that my room was actually CAL 301 and turned round the whole building, and I crossed the south side. Crossing the south side is a shameful thing to do in CAL, since it clearly shows you're lost and all those students going up and down the stairs could see that you're lost. Not that they actually looked, but anyway, it's still shameful.
So I went round the building and checked my Form 5 and returned to CAL 310, and finally someone had enough sense to actually enter the empty room. I didn't enter it first because I didn't want to be a pabida or anything; just attend class more or less incognito, maybe make a few friends along the way, but not flirt with girls - I don't do that anymore ever since she told me off - and definitely not a bida.
Well sir FLORES, EMIL FRANCIS (for all you teacher stalkers out there who want to get ratings for profs) is actually interesting and kind of funny, but he's one of those guys whose accent you need to get used to - unless, of course, you were brought up as an English speaker. I wasn't, but I'm not too bad at that and I say I can adjust more or less by next meeting. This first day of class he asked us to introduce ourselves and name a favorite fictional character. Everyone named someone the others don't know, as if it was a contest of hving your character unknown to others and show that you're a wide reader and all, which is supposedly cool. Honestly, I didn't really care about that, so I was just about to name Holden Caulfield from The Catcher in the Rye (book I was reading then; I finished it a few hours later) since you just can't not ignore that goddamn bastard. He sees things similarly to me and I mostly agree with him especially when he says that you can't really figure out girls and they make you crazy all that; only that he goddamn hates everything. I'm talking a bit like him now actually, my mind going off in all sorts of branches. It's natural, only that I now know how to express it. But I hadn't really finished the book so I can't really say what kind of person he was, so I thought of naming Hercule Poirot since I read The Labours of Hercules before that, but I wasn't too fond of him either so I just named Lawrence Wargrave from And Then There was None, which I read before the other one.
Wow, a long diary post. Something - someone is actually bothering me, but writing all this takes my mind off things. I mean, I can't really share it with anyone, can I? That's the very purpose of this public-private ranting media. That's all for today I guess.
Anyway, we didn't even have a proper conversation; so much for friends. I asked about his vacation and their church and his subjects now and judo and future plans - I was listening and all even though I was doing my Duolingo routine - but when he asked me the same, I just couldn't answer. There's this problem with me wanting to hold a proper conversation when usually I just listen to people talk about their lives. I've been too affected by that book "How to Talk so People will Listen" which actually taught more on "How to Listen" than "How to Talk." Although I do talk a lot of nonsense when I'm in the mood - which I usually am - but they're all just small talk. People don't like it when you have big talk. Nobody likes to talk about their ideas and ideals. And by "talk" I mean not just saying things out loud and expecting the other to either agree wholeheartedly with a nod and a smile or disagree respectfully with a headshake and a smile. I mean "talking" to be something like writing an essay together; thinking and talking about a subject as if your two brains are joined together, slamming your ideals like a truck against the wall, seeing if it holds up to all sort of scrutiny. Nobody likes "big talk;" everyone just likes to listen to what they already belive in.
But though we hadn't had a proper conversation - I still think him a friend. I mean I can still sit comfortably and quietly with him around and do my Duolingo and really not be pressured to say anything yet acknowledge each other's presence. Okay, maybe I'm not comfortable enough to say "Je suis une mouche" out loud - I wouldn't have said it anyway, since we're in the library and all - but well he counts as a friend. Thing is, you can't really be sure if the other person thinks the same but it doesn't matter now. It'll show, sooner or later. I also met Joco but that was even less of a conversation. I hadn't much to say then and I don't have much to say now either.
I left the library 30 minutes before my one and only class today: CW 10 (Creative Writing 10). As I reached the third floor I kept thinking whether the room was CAL 310 or CAL 301, so upon reaching the top of the stairs I turned left as a force of habit and found CAL 310. There were people waiting outside an empty room and no one dares to go inside. Freshies don't dare to go inside an empty class room - that is, I would've easily guessed most of them were freshies if I were on my Sherlock mode but no, I was lost that day like I freshie. So I passed by that room and convinced myself that my room was actually CAL 301 and turned round the whole building, and I crossed the south side. Crossing the south side is a shameful thing to do in CAL, since it clearly shows you're lost and all those students going up and down the stairs could see that you're lost. Not that they actually looked, but anyway, it's still shameful.
So I went round the building and checked my Form 5 and returned to CAL 310, and finally someone had enough sense to actually enter the empty room. I didn't enter it first because I didn't want to be a pabida or anything; just attend class more or less incognito, maybe make a few friends along the way, but not flirt with girls - I don't do that anymore ever since she told me off - and definitely not a bida.
Well sir FLORES, EMIL FRANCIS (for all you teacher stalkers out there who want to get ratings for profs) is actually interesting and kind of funny, but he's one of those guys whose accent you need to get used to - unless, of course, you were brought up as an English speaker. I wasn't, but I'm not too bad at that and I say I can adjust more or less by next meeting. This first day of class he asked us to introduce ourselves and name a favorite fictional character. Everyone named someone the others don't know, as if it was a contest of hving your character unknown to others and show that you're a wide reader and all, which is supposedly cool. Honestly, I didn't really care about that, so I was just about to name Holden Caulfield from The Catcher in the Rye (book I was reading then; I finished it a few hours later) since you just can't not ignore that goddamn bastard. He sees things similarly to me and I mostly agree with him especially when he says that you can't really figure out girls and they make you crazy all that; only that he goddamn hates everything. I'm talking a bit like him now actually, my mind going off in all sorts of branches. It's natural, only that I now know how to express it. But I hadn't really finished the book so I can't really say what kind of person he was, so I thought of naming Hercule Poirot since I read The Labours of Hercules before that, but I wasn't too fond of him either so I just named Lawrence Wargrave from And Then There was None, which I read before the other one.
Wow, a long diary post. Something - someone is actually bothering me, but writing all this takes my mind off things. I mean, I can't really share it with anyone, can I? That's the very purpose of this public-private ranting media. That's all for today I guess.
Monday, January 19, 2015
Last day of vacation
Las clases empiezan mañana. Vamos a ver qué va a pasar.
De todos modos, tengo solo una clase mañana, por tanto estoy libre relativamente. But tonight I started working again on Leviticus, a summary and comparison of all the Old Testmaent sacrifices . I hope I finish it too. I also plan to do Psalm 119. Was supposed to do What Pope Francis taught me article but I got lazy. I haven't even started helping my friend. Gonna make something tomorrow.
De todos modos, tengo solo una clase mañana, por tanto estoy libre relativamente. But tonight I started working again on Leviticus, a summary and comparison of all the Old Testmaent sacrifices . I hope I finish it too. I also plan to do Psalm 119. Was supposed to do What Pope Francis taught me article but I got lazy. I haven't even started helping my friend. Gonna make something tomorrow.
Sunday, January 18, 2015
Night at the Museum 3 - Secret of the Tomb
It's a rather impromptu movie day. Mama had a free movie pass or something since she accumulated enough points on her e-plus card (they're actually slightly useful). Maybe the bad thing about free movie passes - or free promos in general - is they tend to make you spend more. Anyway, we get to watch a movie and we were choosing between Taken 3 and Night at the Museum 3. There wasn't much of a contest since only Dad preferred the action movie.
I liked the Night at the Museum series; very creative and funny (although a bit stupid, but that's what makes it funny). Out of all three this one's probably the best. I don't spoil things for people, and the jokes aren't really funny if told in text. But I'll tell you, I was laughing from beginning to the end! And by laughing I don't mean putting on an amused smile and saying "heh" (which I also call a laugh) - I was stopping myself from laughing hysterically, right hand covering my mouth, knees slightly folded and feet lifted from the ground, bent to my left side while curled up on my seat. No puedo añadir más. :)) Supongo voy a salir ahora.
I liked the Night at the Museum series; very creative and funny (although a bit stupid, but that's what makes it funny). Out of all three this one's probably the best. I don't spoil things for people, and the jokes aren't really funny if told in text. But I'll tell you, I was laughing from beginning to the end! And by laughing I don't mean putting on an amused smile and saying "heh" (which I also call a laugh) - I was stopping myself from laughing hysterically, right hand covering my mouth, knees slightly folded and feet lifted from the ground, bent to my left side while curled up on my seat. No puedo añadir más. :)) Supongo voy a salir ahora.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
On Pope Francis' Arrival
The crowd is much, much bigger than that of the Nazareno. Literally millions of people neatly lined the highways, with fathers carrying children on their shoulders, people waving flags, shouting cheers, dancing, jumping; all just to see a glimpse of him, to take a picture in their camera, to receive a wave and a smile.
The people camped early in the morning. They waited more than 12 hours for this fleeting moment with the charismatic Pope. And as he passed and not disappointingly happily waved and smiled, the ear-shattering shouts of the people could almost be heard even through a reporter's microphone. "Hosanna to the Son of David! Hosanna in the highest!" I could almost imagine. I wonder; is he the savior they're looking for? Or is he just another moving idol motorcading on a moving altar?
I sat lazily on the sofa playing Pokémon, listening to the TV and glancing once in while my parents and my lola tuned in, commenting every once in a while. My brother kept watching Clannad.
"Hahaha! Nilipad yung sumbrero." Hahaha! His hat flew off.
"Kalbo kasi! Hahaha!"
"Dapat mas matagal niyang kinamayan yung mga sinners," He should've had a longer handshake with the sinners, as the reporter remaked that he spent less time shaking hands with the congressmen.
"Piling-pili yan!" As the two children hugged the Pope.
Hostility, fondness, apathy- all within the same family. I heard mockery in the streets and found satire among the atheists. I see realists digging up poverty amidst the festivities. I see Christians pointing the fanatics to Christ instead.
There are so many reactions, but will there really be change? Is this merely a temporary euphoria? After the height of the sensation will corruption decrease? I could already see people posting in Facebook, inspired and swearing to be better like on a New Year resolution's high, except thrice the dose. But would they really change for the better?
I have long believed that for a society to change, the community must change- a change in their values, a change in their hearts. The Pope can touch the hearts, sure. But can he change it?
No.
But God can. And I do hope that even through this man, He does.
The people camped early in the morning. They waited more than 12 hours for this fleeting moment with the charismatic Pope. And as he passed and not disappointingly happily waved and smiled, the ear-shattering shouts of the people could almost be heard even through a reporter's microphone. "Hosanna to the Son of David! Hosanna in the highest!" I could almost imagine. I wonder; is he the savior they're looking for? Or is he just another moving idol motorcading on a moving altar?
I sat lazily on the sofa playing Pokémon, listening to the TV and glancing once in while my parents and my lola tuned in, commenting every once in a while. My brother kept watching Clannad.
"Hahaha! Nilipad yung sumbrero." Hahaha! His hat flew off.
"Kalbo kasi! Hahaha!"
"Dapat mas matagal niyang kinamayan yung mga sinners," He should've had a longer handshake with the sinners, as the reporter remaked that he spent less time shaking hands with the congressmen.
"Piling-pili yan!" As the two children hugged the Pope.
Hostility, fondness, apathy- all within the same family. I heard mockery in the streets and found satire among the atheists. I see realists digging up poverty amidst the festivities. I see Christians pointing the fanatics to Christ instead.
There are so many reactions, but will there really be change? Is this merely a temporary euphoria? After the height of the sensation will corruption decrease? I could already see people posting in Facebook, inspired and swearing to be better like on a New Year resolution's high, except thrice the dose. But would they really change for the better?
I have long believed that for a society to change, the community must change- a change in their values, a change in their hearts. The Pope can touch the hearts, sure. But can he change it?
No.
But God can. And I do hope that even through this man, He does.
And Then There Were None
Just finished an Agatha Christie bestseller: "And Then There Were None," also known as "Ten Little Indians"
Brilliant! An extraordinary display of sheer genius! You can easily feel the tension from the very first page until the end of the murders (they're nothing special by the way), but the solution - man, that was perfect. I have read 2-3 of her works before, though while she managed to catch me offguard everytime, this one almost drove me crazy. I never would've guessed that twist.
I always doubted if she was truly the queen of detective fiction; I used to prefer Sherlock many times over. But this- this convinced me that she's maybe, just maybe, she's actually better than Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Brilliant! An extraordinary display of sheer genius! You can easily feel the tension from the very first page until the end of the murders (they're nothing special by the way), but the solution - man, that was perfect. I have read 2-3 of her works before, though while she managed to catch me offguard everytime, this one almost drove me crazy. I never would've guessed that twist.
I always doubted if she was truly the queen of detective fiction; I used to prefer Sherlock many times over. But this- this convinced me that she's maybe, just maybe, she's actually better than Sir Arthur Conan Doyle.
Tuesday, January 13, 2015
January 13 2015 Tuesday
Today I finished enrolment.
Technically it was finished yesterday, but we usually fix scholarship requirement submissions even before. Even that isn't finished actually... Certificate of Good Moral Standing wasn't readily available this afternoon, and I just remembered that I still need to submit TCG and Form 5 photocopy for the other scholarship.
Okay maybe I'm not yet finished with enrolment. Yes I prefer the British spelling; it's shorter.
Found this today too in CSWCD
It's Venus Raj! Hope I meet her sometime haha. I wonder if she's an interesting person.
Today I also bought some books from Ateneo Bookstore:
1. The Chronicles of a Death Foretold - Gabriel García Márquez
2. The Pearl - John Steinbeck
3. The Metamorphosis - Franz Kafka
4. The Catcher in the Rye - J D Salinger
What do you think? Unfortunately, I still have two Agatha Christie books and Don Quixote de la Mancha pending! I didn't read at all during the vacation.
Anyway, I think my blog is getting a little dusty again. It will; actually. I didn't expect Lyrics Review to be so time consuming, not to mention I still want to keep my Duolingo streak (currently studying four languages too). I also need to study for the upcoming contests. So by February I'll be a little bit more free. To keep this alive, I guess I'll be posting my CW10 submissions here soon.
Technically it was finished yesterday, but we usually fix scholarship requirement submissions even before. Even that isn't finished actually... Certificate of Good Moral Standing wasn't readily available this afternoon, and I just remembered that I still need to submit TCG and Form 5 photocopy for the other scholarship.
Okay maybe I'm not yet finished with enrolment. Yes I prefer the British spelling; it's shorter.
Found this today too in CSWCD
Today I also bought some books from Ateneo Bookstore:
1. The Chronicles of a Death Foretold - Gabriel García Márquez
2. The Pearl - John Steinbeck
3. The Metamorphosis - Franz Kafka
4. The Catcher in the Rye - J D Salinger
What do you think? Unfortunately, I still have two Agatha Christie books and Don Quixote de la Mancha pending! I didn't read at all during the vacation.
Anyway, I think my blog is getting a little dusty again. It will; actually. I didn't expect Lyrics Review to be so time consuming, not to mention I still want to keep my Duolingo streak (currently studying four languages too). I also need to study for the upcoming contests. So by February I'll be a little bit more free. To keep this alive, I guess I'll be posting my CW10 submissions here soon.
Thursday, January 8, 2015
January 8 2015 Thrillsday
Today we went to Enchanted Kingdom. There were 6 of us: Aaron, Esge, JP, Nate, and I.
Left home at 8, arrived at Philcoa at 8:44, met Jesus Dacanay at Mercury Drug (I was buying a bottle of water)-
The meeting was at 9:45 so we talked for a bit (until 8:37) at KFC while I had breakfast. He also bought a snack box. I took two to three pieces of fries, of course. I heard from last year's barkada meetup at QC Circle (I didn't write about it) that he already has a girlfriend. Of course I chatted him about it, and I don't want to comment anything here. Secrets are safe with me :P We also talked about his acads and nihonggo and other stuff. He still likes to talk about his views of the world. It's good to see he's doing well.
I then moved to McDo and found Nate there, waiting. Shortly after, Esge, Astro and JP came, with few minutes of intervals. We were waiting for Aaron but apparently we were going to meet up at the terminal (I didn't understand the text). He was at Cubao though, at Jac Alimall, but arrived there first nevertheless.
Left at around 10:45, window seat beside Nate-
We talked a bit about his family and their christmas break
Arrived at waltermart past 12, finished eating at Jollibee 12:54, entered EK-
My ride count: 1/1 Bump car, 1/4 Anchor's Away, 1/5 Space Shuttle, 2/2 Ferris Wheel, 2/2 Airplane thing, 1/1 Swan lake, 1/1 Rio Grande, 1/1 Log jam, 1/1 Horror house, 1/2 Disc, 1/1 Rialto, 1/1 Balloon, 1/1 Flying Fiesta
The denominators are low because apparently there was this school field trip which took a lot of space.
As you can see I'm not very fond of thrill rides. I tried them anyway, just to know how they feel.
The thrill comes from the drop feel, the one that gives butterflies in the stomach. The other swings and rotations and accelerations are simply a bonus. Good thing the EKstreme tower drop was under maintenance though; I don't think I'd like that one.
However, not everyone rides for the thrill: a lot actually are after the glory of surviving (basically bragging rights).
There's this sold out faith analogy: life is like a rollercoaster. You're not gonna enjoy it unless you trust that you won't fall.
If you don't overextend the analogy, it's actually pretty true. It's always a different thing when you're already riding the rollercoaster though. Faith isn't something you get in your head by reading an analogy; it's something you develop when you lean your body on a life support while the rollercoaster is overturned. Not an exact analogy though; as you can see, God seems out of the picture.
Left EK 7:02, finished dinner at Waltermart Mang Inasal 7:54, rode bus a few minutes past 8, bus left around 8:50
Home 11:22
Left home at 8, arrived at Philcoa at 8:44, met Jesus Dacanay at Mercury Drug (I was buying a bottle of water)-
The meeting was at 9:45 so we talked for a bit (until 8:37) at KFC while I had breakfast. He also bought a snack box. I took two to three pieces of fries, of course. I heard from last year's barkada meetup at QC Circle (I didn't write about it) that he already has a girlfriend. Of course I chatted him about it, and I don't want to comment anything here. Secrets are safe with me :P We also talked about his acads and nihonggo and other stuff. He still likes to talk about his views of the world. It's good to see he's doing well.
I then moved to McDo and found Nate there, waiting. Shortly after, Esge, Astro and JP came, with few minutes of intervals. We were waiting for Aaron but apparently we were going to meet up at the terminal (I didn't understand the text). He was at Cubao though, at Jac Alimall, but arrived there first nevertheless.
Left at around 10:45, window seat beside Nate-
We talked a bit about his family and their christmas break
Arrived at waltermart past 12, finished eating at Jollibee 12:54, entered EK-
My ride count: 1/1 Bump car, 1/4 Anchor's Away, 1/5 Space Shuttle, 2/2 Ferris Wheel, 2/2 Airplane thing, 1/1 Swan lake, 1/1 Rio Grande, 1/1 Log jam, 1/1 Horror house, 1/2 Disc, 1/1 Rialto, 1/1 Balloon, 1/1 Flying Fiesta
The denominators are low because apparently there was this school field trip which took a lot of space.
As you can see I'm not very fond of thrill rides. I tried them anyway, just to know how they feel.
The thrill comes from the drop feel, the one that gives butterflies in the stomach. The other swings and rotations and accelerations are simply a bonus. Good thing the EKstreme tower drop was under maintenance though; I don't think I'd like that one.
However, not everyone rides for the thrill: a lot actually are after the glory of surviving (basically bragging rights).
There's this sold out faith analogy: life is like a rollercoaster. You're not gonna enjoy it unless you trust that you won't fall.
If you don't overextend the analogy, it's actually pretty true. It's always a different thing when you're already riding the rollercoaster though. Faith isn't something you get in your head by reading an analogy; it's something you develop when you lean your body on a life support while the rollercoaster is overturned. Not an exact analogy though; as you can see, God seems out of the picture.
Left EK 7:02, finished dinner at Waltermart Mang Inasal 7:54, rode bus a few minutes past 8, bus left around 8:50
Home 11:22
Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Lyrics Review - Background
Alternative Titles
Lyrics
Chorus
I could play the background
I could play the background (I- I know)
Cause I know sometimes I get in the way
So won't You take the lead, lead, lead?
So won't You take the lead, lead, lead?
And I could play the background, background
And you could take the lead
Verse 1
It's evident you run the show, so let me back down
You take the leading role, and I'll play the background
I know I miss my cues, know I forget my lines
I'm sticking to your script, and I'm reading all your signs
I don't need my name in lights, I don't need a starry role
Why gain the whole wide world, If I'm just gonna lose my soul
And my ways ain't pure if I don't live according to Your Word
I can't endure this life without Your wisdom being heard
So word, to every dancer for a pop star
'Cause we all play the background, but mine's a rockstar
Yeah, so if you need me I'll be stage right
Praying the whole world will start embracing stage fright
So let me fall back, stop giving my suggestions
'Cause when I follow my obsessions, I end up confessing
That I'm not that impressive, matter of fact
I'm who I are, a trail of stardust leading to the superstar
Chorus
Verse 2
I had a dream that I was captain of my soul
I was master of my fate, lost control, and then I sank
So I don't want to take the lead, 'cause I'm prone to make mistakes
All these folks who follow me, gon' end up in the wrong place
So let me just shadow you, just let me trace your lines
Matter of fact, just take my pen, here, you create my rhymes
'Cause if I do this by myself, I'm scared that I'll succeed
And no longer trust in you, 'cause I only trust in me
And see, that's how you end up headed to destruction
Paving a road to nowhere, pour your life out for nothing
You pulled my card, I'm bluffing, You know what's in my hand
Me, I just roll and trust you, You cause the dice to land
I'm in control of nothing, follow you at any cost
Some call it sovereign will, all I know is you the boss
Man, I'm so at ease, I'm so content
I'll play the background, like it's an instrument
Chorus
Bridge
I know I'm safest when I'm in Your will, and trust Your Word
I know I'm dangerous when I trust myself, my vision blurred
And I ain't got no time to play life's foolish games
Got plenty aims, but do they really Glorify Your name?
And it's a shame, the way I want to do these things for You, yeah
Don't even cling to you, take time to sit and glean from You
It seems You were patient in my ignorance
If ignorance is bliss, it's 'cause she never heard of this
Chorus (x2)
Author
Lecrae Moore, featuring C-Lite (Andy Mineo)
Chords
Another version
Lyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
2/5 Chanty
Encouraging to Christians who want to commit
Edifying: surrender, commitment, sovereignty, purpose of Christianity (glorifying God),
Truth be told I'm not fond of hiphop and raps, but a friend of mine recommended this before. I didn't like it the first time but after a while I learned to appreciate it a little. Anyway, let's move on to the lyrics.
Overall, the song is focused on surrender, highlighting the difference between God and man while citing reasons such as God's goodness and sovereignty. I like that it doesn't focus on blessings and prosperity in exchange for surrendering one's life. In fact, Lecrae even acknowledges that it is possible to succeed by one's self
Listen
Lyrics
Chorus
I could play the background
I could play the background (I- I know)
Cause I know sometimes I get in the way
So won't You take the lead, lead, lead?
So won't You take the lead, lead, lead?
And I could play the background, background
And you could take the lead
Verse 1
It's evident you run the show, so let me back down
You take the leading role, and I'll play the background
I know I miss my cues, know I forget my lines
I'm sticking to your script, and I'm reading all your signs
I don't need my name in lights, I don't need a starry role
Why gain the whole wide world, If I'm just gonna lose my soul
And my ways ain't pure if I don't live according to Your Word
I can't endure this life without Your wisdom being heard
So word, to every dancer for a pop star
'Cause we all play the background, but mine's a rockstar
Yeah, so if you need me I'll be stage right
Praying the whole world will start embracing stage fright
So let me fall back, stop giving my suggestions
'Cause when I follow my obsessions, I end up confessing
That I'm not that impressive, matter of fact
I'm who I are, a trail of stardust leading to the superstar
Chorus
Verse 2
I had a dream that I was captain of my soul
I was master of my fate, lost control, and then I sank
So I don't want to take the lead, 'cause I'm prone to make mistakes
All these folks who follow me, gon' end up in the wrong place
So let me just shadow you, just let me trace your lines
Matter of fact, just take my pen, here, you create my rhymes
'Cause if I do this by myself, I'm scared that I'll succeed
And no longer trust in you, 'cause I only trust in me
And see, that's how you end up headed to destruction
Paving a road to nowhere, pour your life out for nothing
You pulled my card, I'm bluffing, You know what's in my hand
Me, I just roll and trust you, You cause the dice to land
I'm in control of nothing, follow you at any cost
Some call it sovereign will, all I know is you the boss
Man, I'm so at ease, I'm so content
I'll play the background, like it's an instrument
Chorus
Bridge
I know I'm safest when I'm in Your will, and trust Your Word
I know I'm dangerous when I trust myself, my vision blurred
And I ain't got no time to play life's foolish games
Got plenty aims, but do they really Glorify Your name?
And it's a shame, the way I want to do these things for You, yeah
Don't even cling to you, take time to sit and glean from You
It seems You were patient in my ignorance
If ignorance is bliss, it's 'cause she never heard of this
Chorus (x2)
Author
Lecrae Moore, featuring C-Lite (Andy Mineo)
Chords
Another version
Lyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
2/5 Chanty
Encouraging to Christians who want to commit
Edifying: surrender, commitment, sovereignty, purpose of Christianity (glorifying God),
Truth be told I'm not fond of hiphop and raps, but a friend of mine recommended this before. I didn't like it the first time but after a while I learned to appreciate it a little. Anyway, let's move on to the lyrics.
Overall, the song is focused on surrender, highlighting the difference between God and man while citing reasons such as God's goodness and sovereignty. I like that it doesn't focus on blessings and prosperity in exchange for surrendering one's life. In fact, Lecrae even acknowledges that it is possible to succeed by one's self
"I'm scared that I'll succeedwhich is, of course, not really success by Christian standards. He even describes the purpose of His surrender, which is to glorify God
And no longer trust in you, 'cause I only trust in me
And see, that's how you end up headed to destruction"
"Got plenty aims, but do they really Glorify Your name?"Lastly, there is one scriptural reference, reminiscent of Christ's words (Mk 8:36 and Mt 16:26)
"Why gain the whole wide world, If I'm just gonna lose my soul"Anyway, there's not much to say since the bulk of the lyrics are really just imagery on surrender.
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CSS and Enchanted Kingdom
Como he dicho, decidido cambiar el fondo de mi blog (As I have said, I decided to change the background of my blog). I even added CSS to change the opacity of the background. It's not half bad, if I may say so myself. I'm no web designer but I do want my personal blog to look nice and fresh so I'd still be playing around from time to time.
I'll be off to Enchanted Kingdom with some friends tomorrow. Hoy no tiene mucho que decir. Auf Wiedersehen!
I'll be off to Enchanted Kingdom with some friends tomorrow. Hoy no tiene mucho que decir. Auf Wiedersehen!
Tuesday, January 6, 2015
Javascript and Grades
Since the latest post included a lot of Bible references, I decided to add Reftagger script. I'm getting the hang of this thing. I'll also be playing a bit with the fonts and the backgrounds so bear with me.
Anyway, all the grades for the 1st semester are uploaded now. The other day, myfavorite prof just updated us that he didn't receive our Design Project AND the last lab report. I was really, really pissed off to the point that I wanted to report for incompetency. Good thing my dad was rather coolheaded then and just asked me to pray. Nonetheless, I thought it was gonna be a disaster but voila! A 1.00. Answered prayer. I only got 1.50 in PI 100 under Sir Florentino Iniego, even though it was where I was hoping for an easy uno. I mean, I joined the field trip and really did my best on the paperwork (okay, maybe not the group reporting, but still). Ah well, that's just how it goes.
As of now, my maintaining grade to get summa is 2.00. (Disclaimer: Not GC! My parents asked me). Really hope to graduate summa cum laude. I've been praying about this for a while now, too. Sadly, what I've learned this Christmas break is how to bum off, and I don't think that's good in the future, especially with my current attitude toward my groupmates.
We'll see. Ya veremos.
Oh, one more thing: To help me learn, I'll be writing in French, German, and Spanish from time to time. Eso es eso. Tschüss.
Anyway, all the grades for the 1st semester are uploaded now. The other day, my
As of now, my maintaining grade to get summa is 2.00. (Disclaimer: Not GC! My parents asked me). Really hope to graduate summa cum laude. I've been praying about this for a while now, too. Sadly, what I've learned this Christmas break is how to bum off, and I don't think that's good in the future, especially with my current attitude toward my groupmates.
We'll see. Ya veremos.
Oh, one more thing: To help me learn, I'll be writing in French, German, and Spanish from time to time. Eso es eso. Tschüss.
Lyrics Review - At the Cross
Lyrics
Oh Lord You've searched me
You know my way
Even when I fail You
I know You love me
Your holy presence
Surrounding me
In every season
I know You love me
I know You love me
Chorus:
At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There's no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Your glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now?
You go before me
You shield my way
Your hand upholds me
I know You love me
Refrain:
You tore the veil
You made a way
When You said that it is done
And when the earth fades
Falls from my eyes
And You stand before me
I know You love me
I know You love me
Author
Reuben Morgan & Darlene Joyce Zschech (Hillsong)
© Music Services Inc.
Chords
Background
Lyrics Review
4/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
4/5 Chanty
Encouraging to Christians in general
Edifying: God's Love, Faithfulness, Cross, Christ's death, worth of future hope
It starts off with a reference to David's Psalm (Ps 139:1). Nonetheless it doesn't proceed in the same way. Psalm 139 goes off into wonder and awe of God, but "At the Cross" begins with an assurance of God's unfailing love. It then describes a manifestation of God's love, His "holy presence," and also says His faithfulness is at work "in every season."
The chorus then declares that this faithful, unfailing love is completely manifest at the Cross. But it doesn't end there! He moves quickly onto the resurrection, the proof of God's power, and quotes Solomon (1 Ki 8:27) and also the apostle Paul's famous words in his letter to the Romans (Rom 8:31-39) in the form of a rhetoric question.
The third verse sees another aspect of God, as it is a reminder of the prophet Isaiah's words (Is 52:12) then quickly restates the assurance "I know you love me," which implies that these are another set of manifestations of God's love. By now, it is obvious that the song views God as a whole, all the while stating that all His actions are borne out of His love. This wholistic view of God makes it encouraging to Christians in general.
The refrain focuses on Christ's last words "It is finished!" (Jn 19:30) and the tearing of the veil (Mt 27:51). The last verse is not accurate, however, since the earth will not simply fade but will be destroyed by fire (2 Pt 3:7). It's very minor though; no need to change the lyrics in my opinion.
Listen
Oh Lord You've searched me
You know my way
Even when I fail You
I know You love me
Your holy presence
Surrounding me
In every season
I know You love me
I know You love me
Chorus:
At the cross I bow my knee
Where Your blood was shed for me
There's no greater love than this
You have overcome the grave
Your glory fills the highest place
What can separate me now?
You go before me
You shield my way
Your hand upholds me
I know You love me
Refrain:
You tore the veil
You made a way
When You said that it is done
And when the earth fades
Falls from my eyes
And You stand before me
I know You love me
I know You love me
Author
Reuben Morgan & Darlene Joyce Zschech (Hillsong)
© Music Services Inc.
Chords
Background
Lyrics Review
4/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
4/5 Chanty
Encouraging to Christians in general
Edifying: God's Love, Faithfulness, Cross, Christ's death, worth of future hope
It starts off with a reference to David's Psalm (Ps 139:1). Nonetheless it doesn't proceed in the same way. Psalm 139 goes off into wonder and awe of God, but "At the Cross" begins with an assurance of God's unfailing love. It then describes a manifestation of God's love, His "holy presence," and also says His faithfulness is at work "in every season."
The chorus then declares that this faithful, unfailing love is completely manifest at the Cross. But it doesn't end there! He moves quickly onto the resurrection, the proof of God's power, and quotes Solomon (1 Ki 8:27) and also the apostle Paul's famous words in his letter to the Romans (Rom 8:31-39) in the form of a rhetoric question.
The third verse sees another aspect of God, as it is a reminder of the prophet Isaiah's words (Is 52:12) then quickly restates the assurance "I know you love me," which implies that these are another set of manifestations of God's love. By now, it is obvious that the song views God as a whole, all the while stating that all His actions are borne out of His love. This wholistic view of God makes it encouraging to Christians in general.
The refrain focuses on Christ's last words "It is finished!" (Jn 19:30) and the tearing of the veil (Mt 27:51). The last verse is not accurate, however, since the earth will not simply fade but will be destroyed by fire (2 Pt 3:7). It's very minor though; no need to change the lyrics in my opinion.
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Monday, January 5, 2015
Lyrics Review - As We Gather
Alternative Titles
Some refer to this as "As We Gather (may Your Spirit work within us)" due to the existence of another hymn "As We Gather At Your Table."
Many confuse the chorus of the hymn to be that of "The Steadfast Love of the Lord" but it is actually a different hymn and currently the popular version is actually a medley of the two.
Lyrics
As We gather
may Your Spirit work within us.
As we gather may we glorify Your Name.
Knowing well that as our
Hearts begin to worship.
We'll be blessed because we came.
We'll be blessed because we came.
(Repeat)
Author
This is an old hymn, but some sources credit this to Mike Fay and Tom Coomes, some even to Maranatha singers. Unfortunately, I cannot find a biography for either of the two.
Chords
Background
Lyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
5/5 Chanty
Encouraging to individual and groups of Christians coming to worship
Edifying: worship, faith, God's blessing,
I'm rather fond of this hymn, even if it is simply looped. Some days I'd sing it for days and days on end. It looks so simple with very short lyrics, but I appreciated it more deeply when I learned more about worship. This hymn is practically a guide to worship!
The first two lines asks for the Spirit's presence, which is crucial in all forms of worship. The second states its goal: to glorify the Lord. The last part is a statement of faith, that God is good and He will surely bless those who worship Him. However, some put special emphasis on this, especially since it is a repeated ending line. It must be remembered that the goal of worship is not blessing, but to glorify God. Personally, I modify the last line to
"We'll be blessed because You came."
whenever I sing it, so that I still remain focused on God, while also saying that God does not owe us His blessing nor does He bless us "because we came." Another way to look at it, it means God's presence is our blessing.
Listen
Here is the popular medley
Some refer to this as "As We Gather (may Your Spirit work within us)" due to the existence of another hymn "As We Gather At Your Table."
Many confuse the chorus of the hymn to be that of "The Steadfast Love of the Lord" but it is actually a different hymn and currently the popular version is actually a medley of the two.
Lyrics
As We gather
may Your Spirit work within us.
As we gather may we glorify Your Name.
Knowing well that as our
Hearts begin to worship.
We'll be blessed because we came.
We'll be blessed because we came.
(Repeat)
Author
This is an old hymn, but some sources credit this to Mike Fay and Tom Coomes, some even to Maranatha singers. Unfortunately, I cannot find a biography for either of the two.
Chords
Background
Lyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
5/5 Chanty
Encouraging to individual and groups of Christians coming to worship
Edifying: worship, faith, God's blessing,
I'm rather fond of this hymn, even if it is simply looped. Some days I'd sing it for days and days on end. It looks so simple with very short lyrics, but I appreciated it more deeply when I learned more about worship. This hymn is practically a guide to worship!
The first two lines asks for the Spirit's presence, which is crucial in all forms of worship. The second states its goal: to glorify the Lord. The last part is a statement of faith, that God is good and He will surely bless those who worship Him. However, some put special emphasis on this, especially since it is a repeated ending line. It must be remembered that the goal of worship is not blessing, but to glorify God. Personally, I modify the last line to
"We'll be blessed because You came."
whenever I sing it, so that I still remain focused on God, while also saying that God does not owe us His blessing nor does He bless us "because we came." Another way to look at it, it means God's presence is our blessing.
Listen
Here is the popular medley
Sunday, January 4, 2015
Lyrics Review - I Surrender All
Alternative Titles
Some know this as "All to Jesus I Surrender"
Lyrics
All to Jesus I surrender;
All to Him I freely give;
I will ever love and trust Him,
In His presence daily live.
Refrain:
I surrender all,
I surrender all;
All to Thee, my blessed Savior,
I surrender all.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Humbly at His feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken;
Take me, Jesus, take me now.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;
Let me feel the Holy Spirit,
Truly know that Thou art mine.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Lord, I give myself to Thee;
Fill me with Thy love and power;
Let Thy blessing fall on me.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Now I feel the sacred flame.
Oh, the joy of full salvation!
Glory, glory, to His Name!
Author
Lyrics by Judson W. Van DeVenter
Background
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
4/5 Chanty
Encouraging to both new and repenting Christians
Edifying: faith, blessing, Lordship, distinct roles in the Trinity, meaning of surrender, joy of salvation, Salvation is God's alone, certainty of God's answer (implicit)
At first I really didn't like the melody of this song. I mean, it sounds a little too old even for me who grew up in hymns (Baptist by denomination, but I don't really identify myself with any). Completely scriptural; most of it are simply repetitions. What I do love about this is that it details what surrender exactly is:
Humbly at His feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken;..
Surrender is the forsaking of the self (humility) and the world. It does not, however, end with forsaking but says "Let Thy blessing fall on me." and this attained in the last stanza, the singer shouts regarding the all-satisfying blessings of God:
Oh, the joy of full salvation!
Glory, glory, to His Name!
The joy of salvation is not the end as many catch the hook-line-sinker of contemporary evangelists, but ascribing glory to God. In connecting the pleading 4th verse to the praising 5th, he implicitly says that God will surely answer anyone who asks. In addition, it acknowledges that salvation is of God alone. Notice that the singer says "I surrender" but also pleads "Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;" He acknowledges that salvation is God and God's alone.
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Andraé Crouch
Brian Littrell with some modification, inserting the following lyrics between the second and the third verses:
Lord, I give to You
All I ever have
And everything I was
And everything I am
Now I lay it down
I lay it at your feet
To Your grace, To Your power
I surrender all
and completely removing the last verse. This modification makes it slightly more chanty but still as encouraging, or perhaps even more.
Israel Houghton here does not recite the full lyrics but simply repeats the first, making it specially chanty (5/5)
Some know this as "All to Jesus I Surrender"
Lyrics
All to Jesus I surrender;
All to Him I freely give;
I will ever love and trust Him,
In His presence daily live.
Refrain:
I surrender all,
I surrender all;
All to Thee, my blessed Savior,
I surrender all.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Humbly at His feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken;
Take me, Jesus, take me now.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;
Let me feel the Holy Spirit,
Truly know that Thou art mine.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Lord, I give myself to Thee;
Fill me with Thy love and power;
Let Thy blessing fall on me.
All to Jesus I surrender;
Now I feel the sacred flame.
Oh, the joy of full salvation!
Glory, glory, to His Name!
Author
Lyrics by Judson W. Van DeVenter
Background
For some time, I had struggled between developing my talents in the field of art and going into full-time evangelistic work. At last the pivotal hour of my life came, and I surrendered all. A new day was ushered into my life. I became an evangelist and discovered down deep in my soul a talent hitherto unknown to me. God had hidden a song in my heart, and touching a tender chord, He caused me to sing. - Van DeVenterLyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
4/5 Chanty
Encouraging to both new and repenting Christians
Edifying: faith, blessing, Lordship, distinct roles in the Trinity, meaning of surrender, joy of salvation, Salvation is God's alone, certainty of God's answer (implicit)
At first I really didn't like the melody of this song. I mean, it sounds a little too old even for me who grew up in hymns (Baptist by denomination, but I don't really identify myself with any). Completely scriptural; most of it are simply repetitions. What I do love about this is that it details what surrender exactly is:
Humbly at His feet I bow,
Worldly pleasures all forsaken;..
Surrender is the forsaking of the self (humility) and the world. It does not, however, end with forsaking but says "Let Thy blessing fall on me." and this attained in the last stanza, the singer shouts regarding the all-satisfying blessings of God:
Oh, the joy of full salvation!
Glory, glory, to His Name!
The joy of salvation is not the end as many catch the hook-line-sinker of contemporary evangelists, but ascribing glory to God. In connecting the pleading 4th verse to the praising 5th, he implicitly says that God will surely answer anyone who asks. In addition, it acknowledges that salvation is of God alone. Notice that the singer says "I surrender" but also pleads "Make me, Savior, wholly Thine;" He acknowledges that salvation is God and God's alone.
Listen
Andraé Crouch
Brian Littrell with some modification, inserting the following lyrics between the second and the third verses:
Lord, I give to You
All I ever have
And everything I was
And everything I am
Now I lay it down
I lay it at your feet
To Your grace, To Your power
I surrender all
and completely removing the last verse. This modification makes it slightly more chanty but still as encouraging, or perhaps even more.
Israel Houghton here does not recite the full lyrics but simply repeats the first, making it specially chanty (5/5)
Lyrics Review Criteria
I have developed 5 criteria by which to rate a song's lyrics: Scriptural, Christ-centered, Edifying, Encouraging, and Chanty (in their noun forms haha). I'll try to put a numerical value like from 0 to 5 (unless otherwise specified), but then these are rather subjective. As such, in my opinion, it would be better to read my analysis and compare it with your own and of course with scripture. Since we're comparing with scripture, naturally, you'd expect secular songs to be of lower ratings here.
The description of the five criteria are as follows:
Scriptural
It's pretty straight-forward: lyrics are scriptural when they agree with scripture. Complications arise depending on one's theological stance (take "Bring the Rain" by MercyMe which has an Arminian outlook), so of course the numerical ratings here are especially less useful.
Rating
5 - no scriptural inaccuracy
4 - one or two minor scriptural inaccuracies
3 - many scriptural inaccuracies
2 - at least one major scriptural inaccuracy
1 - very little scriptural accuracy
0 - completely unbiblical
Well we define scriptural inaccuracies as major if it contradicts an essential doctrine and minor if otherwise. Ratings with less than 3 are not recommended at all, while those with 4 can still be editted. Secular songs obviously fall on 1 or 0, while Christian ones can range from 2 to 5.
Christ-centered
or God-centered. Pretty straightforward too. It is a bit of a dilemma rating 3 and 2 since they are not necessarily evil, but are an integral part of worship. However, complete focus on them is not good either. I put focus on "man's duty" over that of "blessing" because I think that the former is more noble than the latter. Obviously, secular songs would also either fall on 1 or 0.
Rating
5 - Complete focus on God
4 - Incomplete focus on God
3 - Complete focus on man's duty
2 - Complete focus on blessing
1 - Focus on worldly philosophy
0 - Focus on self-will or worldly pleasures
Encouraging
Songs can encourage us and other people too, especially during congregational worship. This is highly subjective though, and I will not use a numerical rating but instead specify under what kind of circumstances a song can be encouraging. This makes it very theoretical too, since I'd be using mainly my imagination.
Edifying
Edify is to build up or to teach. This shows how much one can learn by meditating on the lyrics of the song. Like the previous criteria, it would be better to not have a numerical rating here, but instead I will list the topics covered by the song.
Chanty
Tendency to become a chant. I'm not sure if this is even a word. Anyway, this might sound negative, but I think a chanty song is fine if it is both scriptural and Christ-centered. Chanty or repetitive songs are easily remembered and easily form an LSS (Last Song Syndrome). Nonetheless, we should worship the Father in "spirit and in truth," and "with all our minds" so do try to avoid mindless chanting. Like the other ratings, this is also subjective so it is best to read and see for yourself if what I say applies to you.
Rating
5 - Too chanty/repetitive
4 - Chanty chorus
3 - Has memorable lyrics
2 - Memorable tune
1 - Hard to memorize
0 - Not memorable at all
So that's that. I will be updating the two previous reviews based on this.
The description of the five criteria are as follows:
Scriptural
It's pretty straight-forward: lyrics are scriptural when they agree with scripture. Complications arise depending on one's theological stance (take "Bring the Rain" by MercyMe which has an Arminian outlook), so of course the numerical ratings here are especially less useful.
Rating
5 - no scriptural inaccuracy
4 - one or two minor scriptural inaccuracies
3 - many scriptural inaccuracies
2 - at least one major scriptural inaccuracy
1 - very little scriptural accuracy
0 - completely unbiblical
Well we define scriptural inaccuracies as major if it contradicts an essential doctrine and minor if otherwise. Ratings with less than 3 are not recommended at all, while those with 4 can still be editted. Secular songs obviously fall on 1 or 0, while Christian ones can range from 2 to 5.
Christ-centered
or God-centered. Pretty straightforward too. It is a bit of a dilemma rating 3 and 2 since they are not necessarily evil, but are an integral part of worship. However, complete focus on them is not good either. I put focus on "man's duty" over that of "blessing" because I think that the former is more noble than the latter. Obviously, secular songs would also either fall on 1 or 0.
Rating
5 - Complete focus on God
4 - Incomplete focus on God
3 - Complete focus on man's duty
2 - Complete focus on blessing
1 - Focus on worldly philosophy
0 - Focus on self-will or worldly pleasures
Encouraging
Songs can encourage us and other people too, especially during congregational worship. This is highly subjective though, and I will not use a numerical rating but instead specify under what kind of circumstances a song can be encouraging. This makes it very theoretical too, since I'd be using mainly my imagination.
Edifying
Edify is to build up or to teach. This shows how much one can learn by meditating on the lyrics of the song. Like the previous criteria, it would be better to not have a numerical rating here, but instead I will list the topics covered by the song.
Chanty
Tendency to become a chant. I'm not sure if this is even a word. Anyway, this might sound negative, but I think a chanty song is fine if it is both scriptural and Christ-centered. Chanty or repetitive songs are easily remembered and easily form an LSS (Last Song Syndrome). Nonetheless, we should worship the Father in "spirit and in truth," and "with all our minds" so do try to avoid mindless chanting. Like the other ratings, this is also subjective so it is best to read and see for yourself if what I say applies to you.
Rating
5 - Too chanty/repetitive
4 - Chanty chorus
3 - Has memorable lyrics
2 - Memorable tune
1 - Hard to memorize
0 - Not memorable at all
So that's that. I will be updating the two previous reviews based on this.
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Lyrics Review - All For Love
Lyrics
All for love a Father gave
For only love could make a way
All for love the heavens cried
For love was crucified
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
But still You forgive
If only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You
Let me sing all for love
I will join the angel song
Ever holy is the Lord
King of Glory
King of all
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
But still You forgive
If only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You (x2)
All for a love a Saviour prayed
Abba Father have Your way
Though they know not what they do
Let the Cross draw man to You
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You
Is You
Author
Hillsong United
Copyright © 2005 Cbs/Epic/Wtg Records
Although almost all sites I've seen attribute the song to Hillsong United, this one attributes the lyrics to Stevie Wonder and cites a different publisher, EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group. Personally I think it's Hillsong.
Chords
Background
There are no notable anecdotes regarding this song.
Lyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
4/5 Chanty
Encouraging to backsliders, aware of one's sinfulness, caught in sin (or caught in some form of addiction), those in repentance. Therefore basically Christians in general
Edifying: Father's sacrifice, forgiveness, prayer of Gethsemane, sufficiency of Christ
This song is very popular and the chorus is especially used as a meditation/chant. It's scriptural, but textually speaking slightly incoherent (meaning it does not form a story of any sort): the first verse focuses on the Father sacrificing His Son, the second is a praise, and the third recounts Christ's prayer in the garden of Gethsemane. The bridge recalls to mind the graces of God, which are a good transition to the chorus that declares how God is all we need for us. The lyrics quite accurately describes our spiritual condition and our heart's cry as Christians.
Listen
All for love a Father gave
For only love could make a way
All for love the heavens cried
For love was crucified
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
But still You forgive
If only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You
Let me sing all for love
I will join the angel song
Ever holy is the Lord
King of Glory
King of all
Oh how many times have I broken Your heart
But still You forgive
If only I ask
And how many times have You heard me pray
Draw near to me
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You (x2)
All for a love a Saviour prayed
Abba Father have Your way
Though they know not what they do
Let the Cross draw man to You
Everything I need is You
My beginning, my forever
Everything I need is You
Is You
Author
Hillsong United
Copyright © 2005 Cbs/Epic/Wtg Records
Although almost all sites I've seen attribute the song to Hillsong United, this one attributes the lyrics to Stevie Wonder and cites a different publisher, EMI Music Publishing, Universal Music Publishing Group. Personally I think it's Hillsong.
Chords
Background
There are no notable anecdotes regarding this song.
Lyrics Review
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
4/5 Chanty
Encouraging to backsliders, aware of one's sinfulness, caught in sin (or caught in some form of addiction), those in repentance. Therefore basically Christians in general
Edifying: Father's sacrifice, forgiveness, prayer of Gethsemane, sufficiency of Christ
This song is very popular and the chorus is especially used as a meditation/chant. It's scriptural, but textually speaking slightly incoherent (meaning it does not form a story of any sort): the first verse focuses on the Father sacrificing His Son, the second is a praise, and the third recounts Christ's prayer in the garden of Gethsemane. The bridge recalls to mind the graces of God, which are a good transition to the chorus that declares how God is all we need for us. The lyrics quite accurately describes our spiritual condition and our heart's cry as Christians.
Listen
JavaScript and the Near Future
I was copy-pasting a javascript for fluid width YouTube videos and after three hours I finally got it working! Three hours, I know; I'm pretty stupid. But really, I have zero knowledge on these kinds of
stuff.
Anyway, I should be learning javascript here. It's a great resource: starts with the basic and builds up with very detailed examples you can play around with, but unfortunately I should be really studying for the upcoming PIChE quiz bowl by now, or reading up on our thesis and fixing our plant design for that matter, I'm too lazy though; the last sem was incredibly toxic and the only thing I learned this vacation is how to chillax.
That said, I can see it'd be pretty hectic this semester, and of course I don't want to compromise my time with summer moon xD That means I have to cut down on other hobbies, but I think they'd make great material here too... Edit: I also plan to upload my other random journal entires here (yay for privacy! but like I said, this is my personal public-private space and although it's visible I'm not going to market it anytime soon.)
stuff.
Anyway, I should be learning javascript here. It's a great resource: starts with the basic and builds up with very detailed examples you can play around with, but unfortunately I should be really studying for the upcoming PIChE quiz bowl by now, or reading up on our thesis and fixing our plant design for that matter, I'm too lazy though; the last sem was incredibly toxic and the only thing I learned this vacation is how to chillax.
That said, I can see it'd be pretty hectic this semester, and of course I don't want to compromise my time with summer moon xD That means I have to cut down on other hobbies, but I think they'd make great material here too... Edit: I also plan to upload my other random journal entires here (yay for privacy! but like I said, this is my personal public-private space and although it's visible I'm not going to market it anytime soon.)
Lyrics Review - In Christ Alone
Lyrics
In Christ alone my hope is found,
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This Cornerstone, this solid Ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My Comforter, my All in All,
Here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone! - who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe.
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save:
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied -
For every sin on Him was laid;
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain:
Then bursting forth in glorious day
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me,
For I am His and He is mine -
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death,
This is the power of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No power of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand:
Till He returns or calls me home,
Here in the power of Christ I'll stand.
Keith Getty & Stuart Townend
Background
The authors say this about the hymn.
Of all the hymns we have written, this hymn is the most popular wherever we go. Ironically, it is the first hymn we ever penned together.
I had a strong very Irish melody that I could imagine a large crowd singing. I wanted it to become a hymn that would declare the whole life of Christ and what it meant. Something that could teach people the foundations of what we believed in Christ the God who changed all of history and who wants a relationship with each us.
Stuart penned a quite incredible lyric, which the two of us edited, developed and rewrote for a couple of weeks until it became "In Christ Alone".
As well as being a credal song, it fires people with hope that here is the God who even death cannot hold "No guilt in life, no fear in death, this is the power of Christ in me".
It's a relatively new hymn, You can see the full story here
For the record, Mr. Townend's website is also here
5/5 Scriptural
5/5 Christ-centered
2/5 Chanty
Encouraging to hopeless, doubting, in trial, afraid, uncomfortable, aware of sinfulness, guilty, afraid of death, threatened by man. Basically to all Christians
Edifying: incarnation, suffering, resurrection, future hope of return, freedom from sin, position in Christ, Christ as inheritance, redemption, Christ overcoming death, God's sovereignty, omnipotence,
This is one of my favorite hymns! It begins with a present view of Christ - who He is to the singer. Then the lyrics move on to recount the incarnation, suffering, resurrection, and future hope. It is completely scriptural; have no qualms about it. No wonder, since this was written to be a credal hymn.
5/5 Christ-centered
2/5 Chanty
Encouraging to hopeless, doubting, in trial, afraid, uncomfortable, aware of sinfulness, guilty, afraid of death, threatened by man. Basically to all Christians
Edifying: incarnation, suffering, resurrection, future hope of return, freedom from sin, position in Christ, Christ as inheritance, redemption, Christ overcoming death, God's sovereignty, omnipotence,
This is one of my favorite hymns! It begins with a present view of Christ - who He is to the singer. Then the lyrics move on to recount the incarnation, suffering, resurrection, and future hope. It is completely scriptural; have no qualms about it. No wonder, since this was written to be a credal hymn.
Listen
The author's version (Keith and Kristyn Getty)
Natalie Grant
And finally, I love this a capella version. Do listen to it!
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