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ELLE,  based on your responses, your top career area is Counseling and Guidance

Careers in this field often demand that you have a strong desire to improve the lives of others. Most likely, you have strong interpersonal skills, and enjoy working with people. It may also be important to you to work in a profession where you can be certain you're making a difference.

and so that is what the PhD certified online test at Tickle says...haha...so true...being an ENFJ type of person i am a natural teacher-therapist-giver...

ok..this time i'll really sleep it's 4 am already...

ciao!

Got this test from a Xanga blog when I was blogging (see what happens when you've got so much time in your hands)...kinda cute...analysis has some truth to it:

The results of your analysis say:

You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry. - maybe...i am a SUPER PLANNER, and i sometimes like to toy with the aesthetic factor...
You are a social person who likes to talk and meet others. -so true...so true...but i think not-so these days
You are diplomatic, objective, and live in the present. -don't really think i'm that diplomatic but there are instances when yes, i handled conflict unscathed,'m very objective, but i don't think i'm existential
You are a talkative person, maybe even a busybody!- well not really...i need perfect conditions to get into MOTOR-MOUTH mode
You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others. -definitely! no doubt about this one, haha...i guess this one really hits the mark.
What does your handwriting say about YOU?

this is a re-posting of Kuya Mike Sales's message on my Christianster account:

So you'll remember us

ALTERNATIVE PRAISE AND WORSHIP


I am Mike from the Lord is my Shepherd Christian Fellowship. I am involved in the music ministry and I want to make friends with Christians who like me are fans of alternative praise and worship music especially United and Hillsong, Sonic Flood, and other Christian artists. I have a band called 23rd Psalm and we just released our debut album. Our songs consists of guitar-driven praise and worship songs very much like United and Hillsong. We have 11 songs currently in the album, including an ALTERNATIVE RENDITION of MALAYANG PILIPINO'S "SA PILING MO".
Our songs are being played over 702 DZAS in the AM and NU 107’s Against the Flow in the FM. I invite you to listen to our songs on-line at any of these links:

http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=241604
http://music.download.com/3600-8436_32-100616581.html?tag=bookmark

Our album is available at all House of Praise outlets, The Phillipine Christian Bookstores nationwide, Back to the Bible in West Avenue , Lighthouse bookstore in front of SM West. I hope you give our music a chance to be a blessing to you. God bless you. Hope to hear from you soon.

Mike Sales,
23rd Psalm

ok...

i have realized that the depression streak occurred, because of three things:

(1) i did not watch what i was thinking,

(2) i did not do what i was supposed to do, and

(3) i did not plan my activities well.

and it can be summed up as me being -LAZY. If i continue to limit myself at what i cannot do, i'll probably feel more frustrated.
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An original from Malayang Pilipino Music

Sa buhay ko’y wala nang hahanapin pa

Kundi ang manatili sa piling Mo twina

Kay rami nang sinubukan, kay rami nang natikman

Ngunit walang katulad ang Iyong pagmamahal

Sa piling Mo’y may buhay

sa piling Mo’y may sigla

Ang puso ko’y lumalakas kapag kapiling Ka

Diyos ako’y Iyong-iyo

Ang puso ko’y baguhin Mo

Pagkat ako’y uhaw

Sa Piling Mo

Walang maitatago lahat ihahayag

Sa piling Mo’y malayang tumawa’t umiyak

Mga bigong pangarap na sa puso’y sumugat

Bibigyan Mo ito ng lunas babaguhin ang lakas

Sa piling Mo’y may buhay

sa piling Mo’y may sigla

Ang puso ko’y lumalakas kapag kapiling Ka

Diyos ako’y Iyong-iyo

Ang puso ko’y baguhin Mo

Pagkat ako’y uhaw

Sa Piling Mo

Diyos ako’y Iyong-iyo

Ang puso ko’y baguhin Mo

Pagkat ako’y uhaw

Sa Piling Mo

Listen to 23rd Psalm's Version at http://www.soundclick.com/bands/pagemusic.cfm?bandID=241604

I also loved the "rock" version of this song that 23rd Psalm played during the second night of our Triple Concert Nights. Technically, they were the front act for Tita Dulce (wahehe...close na kami? PA kasi ako ni Tita Dulce nung Tuesday, she was really nice and ma-chika) . 23rd Psalm also performed two of their songs, I just forgot the titles pero I really liked  "YAHWEH,IKAW". They are composed of Elisha Vero , Jasper Sales on guitar, Ely Silo, Joseph Reyes and Kuya Mike (?) I forgot kasi....sorry na lang poh...

Advertise ko lang po ang debut album nila, "Dakilang Pag-Ibig" from Rohi Music...out na po siya. whooeee! Hehe...fan nila ako kasi ang bait nila, true xtians tlga. Because of this incident that happened on the 20th of December, it was the second day of Raise the Standard Leadership+Worship Conference (RTH) at our church. Haay...we did not want to repeat the mayhem that happened the previous day kaya we were pretty strict with the attendees. I was in the registration table #2, pero I basically oversaw the whole "circus" sa entrance kasi all the other PA's were busy tas I was the only one left from the first day, Ate Yang, Kitten and Mjay had work na so bagong batch na naman yung kasama ko. Ne-ways I was in charge of the *gulp* money! Kasi may Php 150 na fee.

Haay... grabe ang kulet ng mga participants and it was really getting on our nerves. Registration was supposed to be from 1-2 p.m. only. Pero there were still people coming in kahit 3pm na...siempre wala na kaming rest from 9:30 am-10:00pm kami nag tata-takbo and inuutusan...kasi nga PA kami you know, PERSONAL ALALAY. So we were at the end of our rope so to speak, add to it the fact that I wasn't able to eat lunch. Ayun nga, at about 3 pm may dumating, 4 guys all toting guitars and an amp my first thought was "Wow, career naman nila masyado ang conference, they even brought their own instruments!", pero I thougth "baka guests sila or mag-pe-perform", I was surprised to find them registering for the workshops, 'cause they filled-up reg forms and paid Php100 each (kasi I asked them if they were going to attend 1 day or two days 'cause pag two days 150 pag one day 100 lang) and one of them said ( I think it was Kuya Jazz) , " Siguro one day lang" so I let them pay and ushered them to table 3 where Charl was in charge of giving the IDs. Sobrang nakulitan din ung mga ushers sa kanila kasi they were not seated,  they were standing sa middle ng daan , tas mejo ayaw nilang umupo nung 7:00 pm na, ako, di pa ako aware kasi busy ako nag-aalaga kay tita Dulce (ibang post yung experience na yun) . When I entered along with other "Dulce's Angels" sa sanctuary, tas pumunta kami sa front, HORROR OF HORRORS, nag se-set-up na yung mga SININGIL namin ng 100!

Waaah!!!! Taga The Lord Is My Shepeherd pala sila, the church in Tondo whose pastor is Mel Vero (yup, anak niya si Elisha), at si Pastor Mel Vero ay 1/4 ng the Four Lepers ang group na 1/4 din si Pastor Noli (Pastor namin!). Kakahiya talaga! Lahat kami from Ate Eich to April sobrang na "Oh No!" , imagine we asked them to pay, eh guests sila. SObrang na-shy ako, kasi harap na harap ako, at gitna pa...

Ayun, they performed and I really liked their songs kasi it's alternative rock with Christian lyrics...so cool talag...I'm planning on buying an album actually...They did not have such big egos, they were really kind unlike some we encountered in the three days they were so "pasaway" we just rolled our eyes and muttered a prayer under our breaths. Tas si Ate Eich ni-refund yung bayad actually sobra pa nga kasi Ate Eich thought na 150 yung binayad...hehe...Pero sabi nila ok lang daw kasi nag-seminar rin naman sila...oh di ba nag bait.PEro siempre guests sila eh...guests should be treated nicely....

Everything has to have a beginning and an end. That’s the stuff that fairy tales are made of, not only in make-believe worlds, but also in real life. There is birth and death, denial and acceptance, A and Z.

In love, the beginning is as equally important as the ending. There will be no “happily- ever -afters” without those “once-upon-a-times”. But, in application, these happily-ever-afters, seldom manifest in this world.

The silence was deafeningly loud…

Chelsea did not want to look up. She did not want to see the look on Seth’s face. She knew it was going to be hard, though not this hard.

Instead, she stared at the darkest corner of the stairwell, the one place where light never touches the walls. It was a quiet afternoon for the whole school and she had expected the serenity will wash over any guilt she has.

Why would she be guilty in the first place? She was doing the right thing. She knew her parents would approve of it, though they do not know Seth, will never know about Seth, she corrected herself. And her friends Katie and Sidney would too, because they have helped her in making this decision. They had assured her, countless of times before today that she would be all right, after the break-up.

The break-up.

For Chelsea, it was a weird thing to even think about it. It‘s not like we’re a couple or something, Chelsea justified herself. So, why am I doing this in the first place?

The moment that Seth stepped into her college life on a balmy afternoon, life as Chelsea knew it, rocked. Seth was not the type of guy that Chelsea would normally date. Or even like. He was the bad news boy, juvenile delinquent, playboy and Mr. Probation .He had blatant disregard for school rules, had different “flavors of the week” flings and trophy girlfriends. He was arrogant, cocky and self-centered. Chelsea too, was not the kind of girl Seth would go out with. She was straight-laced but not stuffy, she was everything Seth was not.

They were not supposed to even like each other.

So they were right after all, opposites do attract. And at a fast pace too.

Seth was drawn to her sweet demeanor and practical mind. For once, he met a girl who did not cling to him or thought he was a jackass. She was the only who took him for him, all the bad sides and good sides, even if sometimes he himself did not believe there was some good in him. He swore to himself that he would never let anything come in the way between him and Chelsea. She was a breath of fresh air for his stench. She still went with him despite the fact that her friends think he’s just a piece of junk. They were happy, Seth was happy, he never thought he’d be able to love and feel love in its purest form. And he hadn’t even kissed her yet. Dreams do come true, he said to himself, as he watched Chelsea sleeping beside him on the bus, her head on his shoulder. He felt as if forever was at his grasp, with her beside him.

His fears had come true.

The first thing that came into his mind was that Chelsea’s parents had forbidden her to see him. He knew them, from the way Chelsea talked; he knew what her folks were. Strict disciplinarians who knew how to pull the right reins on their children, Chelsea was an obedient daughter.

Seth looked at Chelsea, how could this be easy for her?, he asked himself. Chelsea was staring blankly at the wall. She had pulled him into the stairwell and quietly told him that they should not see each other again. Seth was more than shocked. Was it only yesterday that Chelsea had smiled up at him and told him that she had never been so happy spending an afternoon at the marina watching boats anchor and sail away, with the wind blowing on her face. She was a picture of sheer happiness, Seth was too.

Seth felt betrayed, was it all just a joke? Had the tricks he played on other girls finally exacted payment form him? If it were true, he would give everything, if he could just have Chelsea’s love.

Seth was too weak to stand so he knelt in front of Chelsea. He had done it countless of times before, to bring a girl back into his arms. But this time, it was more painful, like a knife into his heart. Chelsea closed her eyes shut.

“I thought you liked me” Seth finally managed to say. He was controlling his voice so it ended up more like of a whisper. Deep inside, his voice was quivering, like a child in fear. His head bowed down, he placed his hands on the floor. They too, were shaking.

“I do” Chelsea replied. She was rubbing her thumbs on the handkerchief she held. Seth was not making it easier. He could have laughed her off and said something like “You’re not that special!” in his arrogant way, and stomped off. Then she would find a reason to hate him and forget him. Things he did today only made her feel worse.

“You know I’d do anything for you, I have changed because of you” Seth said, his voice getting hoarse. He was trying to stop the tiny sobs that were building up inside him. He found it difficult to breathe. “Just give me a chance”. He looked up at her. Chelsea almost gasped, Seth was crying, tears were streaming down his face.

But she had resolved, not with anyone’s help at all, even though she knew lots of people would freely give their opinions about Seth. It was for the better. She liked him, she is afraid that she already loves him. She knew that even if their feelings were strong and it felt right, there is no guarantee that they would never hurt each other. She wanted whatever memories they had would remain happy and not be forgotten, not tarnished by fights and grievances. She knew that it would hurt for the moment but the beauty of what they shared will remain for a lifetime. She also knew some would think her a coward, for not fighting for her love, but what’s the use in fighting for it? She was a coward, because she wanted to love Seth forever and this was the only way she knew how.

“Seth” Chelsea said with desperation. She took his face in her hands. “The mere fact that I want to give you a chance scares me. I like you; in fact I may even love you. But what we have is too beautiful to just take advantage of. I want to remember you as what you are when I loved you and not what you have or will become. You, our love, it was too precious and I am not sure if I’ll ever have this again”.

“It would be more beautiful, Chelsea, that I promise, I would do anything”



“I am afraid, I can’t do that to you”, Chelsea sadly said. She leaned over to Seth and kissed his forehead. She stood up and slowly walked away, before Seth could even see the tears.


Seth watched slowly, as Chelsea walked out painfully out of his life.

If Noah Was A Filipino (Funny but Strikingly True!) It is the year 2004 and Noah lives in the PHILIPPINES. The Lord speaks to Noah and says: "In one year I am going to make it rain and cover the whole earth with water until all is destroyed. But I want you to save the righteous people and two of every kind of living thing on the earth.Therefore, I am commanding you to build an Ark." In a flash of lightning, God delivered the specifications for an Ark. Fearful and trembling, Noah took the plans and agreed to build the Ark. "Remember," said the Lord, "You must complete the Ark and bring everything aboard in one year." Exactly one year later, a fierce storm cloud covered the earth and all the seas of the earth went into tumult. The Lord saw Noah sitting in his front yard weeping. "Noah." He shouted, "Where is the Ark?" "Lord please forgive me!" cried Noah. "I did my best but there were big problems. First, I had to get a Mayor's permit for construction and your plans "did not comply with the codes". I had to hire their "engineering firm" and "redraw" the plans. Then I got into a fight with Municipal Fire Safety Inspector over whether or not the Ark needed a fire sprinkler system and extinguishers. Then my neighbor objected, claiming I was violating zoning ordinances by building the Ark in my front yard, so I had to get a permit from the municipal planning office. I had problems getting enough wood for the Ark, because there was a ban on cutting trees to protect the Monkey-Eating Eagle. I finally convinced the DENR that I needed the wood To save the eagles. However, the DENR won't let me catch any eagles. So, no eagles. The carpenters formed a union and went out on strike. I had to negotiate a settlement with the KMU. Now I have 16 carpenters on the Ark, but still no eagles. When I started rounding up the other animals, I got sued by an animal rights group. They objected to me only taking two of each kind aboard. Just when I got the suit dismissed, the DENR again notified me that I could not complete the Ark without filing an environmental impact assessment on your proposed flood. They didn't take very kindly to the idea that they had no jurisdiction over the conduct of the Creator of the universe. Then the DPWH demanded a map of the proposed new flood plan. I sent them a globe. Right now, I am trying to resolve a complaint filed with the DOLE that I am practicing discrimination by not taking godless, unbelieving people aboard! The BIR has seized all my assets, claiming that I'm building the Ark in preparation to flee the country to avoid paying taxes. I just got a notice from the BIR that I owe some kind of user tax and failed to register the Ark as a recreational water craft." The NBI and ISAFP each wanted a piece of the action alleging that the Ark would be used by the Magdalo soldiers to escape. The PNP on the other hand insists that Al-Ghozi might use the Arkto flee to Indonesia. Malacaang sees the opportunity to use the Ark for GMA's Strong Republic Nautical Highway presidential campaign sorties. Finally the Senate got thecourts to issue a TRO against further construction of the Ark, saying that since God is flooding the earth, it is a religious event and therefore unconstitutional. I really don't think I can finish the Ark for another 10 or 16 years!" Noah wailed. The sky began to clear, the sun began to shine and the seas began to calm. A rainbow arched across the sky. Noah looked up hopefully. "You mean you are not going to destroy the earth, Lord?" "No," said the Lord sadly...."The government is already doing that."

whew! this has been quite a day! i saw all of them...you know my most embarrassing moments, my ex-prospects, the "fathers" of my kids...well anyway... it did not bother me though because it's like so trivial to preoccupy myself with things that are not worth my while. I have spent too much time looking for "prospects" that in the process I gave a piece pf my heart to them which really bugs me. I don't want to give away my heart piece by piece to people who i feel deep down inside that they are not really meant for me. I mean, what would I give the MAN I am suppose to LOVE, scraps? Anyway what is it with me? I am so not into having a relationship right now but I guess I crave for the attention that a guy can give...YUCK!
I am aFRaid that if i continually set my mind that guys are jerks [which i do most of the time to keep them out of my mind] , I would not recognize... you know, THE ONE for me!!! gasp! What if I become so cynical that the ONE would not be able to penetrate my cold exterior and I pass him up? Oh-Oh major TRAGEDY...
It is not that i am afraid to love it is just that I am afraid to give myself to someone who is not meant for me...it seems to me like a waste of time! Yeah, I know some of you guys might be thinking, "Well, how will you know if he's the one if you don't try?". That's exactly my point, that's why I have this ACID TEST prepared, they won't even know it is the test unless they don't do it first. Of course, there are people who know about the type of ACID TEST, one is my best friend Aries and the other one is Jenny. But anyway, i have that test prepared so I would know. But I doubt if anyone will pass that test at all...because it seems so far fetched these days, just the idea of it is like so ancient! I have been lukin' for a place to rest my tired heart, can i stay in yours?

hey boy, what are you staring wide eyed for
have you not seen a broken heart before
well, I’m sorry but trespassers will be shot
need not ask me if I’m ready or not

all the love I have left is for me alone
pieces of the past are long, long gone
as of this moment I have this conclusion
this heart of mine is under construction

I’m on the rebound and I think you can smell
that I’m available as far as I can tell
you must understand that a little time is needed
before this mess of a heart has finally mended

I don’t need a repair man like you
damn, have you got no clue
don’t come near give me consideration
tears may fall,but I’m under construction