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1. Who was your FIRST prom date?
ila cruz

2. Do you still talk to your FIRST love?
sometimes.. busy ako eh.. (yea right!)

3. What was your FIRST alcoholic drink?
Tequila.. c/o sir solonia nung grade 6.. AJ, JR, Robert, Josh P., Mako would know why.. hehe

4. What was your FIRST job?
Car washer/Detailer..

5. What was your FIRST car?
Never had one.. but my first vehicle was a 93 Honda Super4.. i miss it!

6. Who was the FIRST person to text you today?
Feanne Mauricio

7. Who is the FIRST person you thought of this morning?
Feanne

8. Who was your FIRST grade teacher?
My class adviser was Norma Robles.. nung grade 1

9. Where did you go on your FIRST ride on an airplane?
Cagayan De Oro

10. Who was your FIRST best friend and are you still friends with them?
Robert Scott.. Still friends for sure, long distance lang hehe

11. What was your FIRST sport played?
Golf

12. Where was your FIRST sleep over?
JR Mingoy's house.. i think.. or Robert's or AJ's house?!

13. Who was the FIRST person you talked to today?
My Mom

14. Whose wedding were you in the FIRST time?
My Uncle Erik's wedding.. ring bearer ako nun

15. What was the FIRST thing you did this morning?
watch tv

16. Where was your FIRST vacation?
Puerto azul

17. FIRST tattoo or piercing?
no piercing.. first tattoo on my inner arm, its a cross with the words sacrifice and salvation, got it during colllege early 2nd year i think..

18. FIRST foreign country you went to?
HK

19. What was your FIRST run in with the law?
Swerving yata

20. When was your FIRST detention?
Grade 1.. I pushed a class mate off her feet while she was standing on top of a wall

21. What was the FIRST state you lived in?
State? as in state of mind? ngek. wala. paranaque all the way baby!

22. Who was the FIRST person to break your heart?
Ramon George. ESTE. ila cruz.. hehe.. jk lang Juls!

Erik honee, here are the gig videos :3 *huggle* I love you! - Feanne

Feanne,

My song for you, our soundtrack.. "She keeps me warm" by Urbandub.

~ The way that you flow like art
Making my breathing hard
You're touching me the right way
And me feel home.

She's keeping me warm tonight
Her kiss sets cold hearts on fire
Making me whole again
Made me feel hope.

Our lips like poems
Under twisted sheets and flesh
Come to me in silence
Cuz you need not once to speak
I'll come right in you
Through streets of quiet wonder
We lie together in lonesome city
Enveloped by shadows and safety
You made me feel hope. ~

Thank you for keeping me warm during the cold, for bringing me home when im lost, making me whole when i was in pieces... I love you! <3 

I have this office mate. He is so annoying. He is so bingi. He was in an accident before and now his leg has a metal bar inside. When he walks it creaks like a door from a really old shack, he should be dextrosed with WD-40 instead of distilled h20. Imagine that plus his deafness, talk about double-the-annoyance!

We call him Johnny metal-leg! Hahahaha!

:D :D :D

That Jesus is the Son of the one true living God!

I never thought that words from demons can be inspiring, giving me goose bumps at the thought of Jesus' awesome power, being the son of the all powerful God!

“Suddenly they cried out, saying, "What have we to do with You, Jesus, You Son of God? Have You come here to torment us before the time?" (Matthew 8:29).

Just thought id share this: http://www.crosswalk.com/whoisjesus/1522131/

I had a good weekend even if i had to work last saturday and today which is supposedly an off day for me.

Spent last saturday with my best-est friends, tho ate Hil was not with us. (Sorry talaga ate Hil). We pigged out on tons of pizza and played guitar heroes! I got hooked on that game because of ate Jan and Je, its a must-try for all you frustrated guitarists like me, hehe. it was a rare time actually, we dont really get the chance where all of us get to meet and hang out with Feanne in her house. Hopefully it wont be the last time. Feannes house is perfect for our "Thursday club" meetings, not to mention the humongous TV in their living room which is perfect for Guitar Heroes, hehe. Thanks so much my wifey Feanne for having us over. Cant wait to do it again, and this time i'll make sure that were complete!

Yesterday my Uncle Ru, my cousin Ace and I joined a fun shoot in our gun club in our village. Registration started at around 9am which was supposedly 8am. The course had 4 stages, each stage with different scenarios. The first round was a terrorist scene where the target papers simulate a hostage set up. 2 target boards were marked as the criminals and another 2 marked as hostages. Hitting the hostages will merit -10 points every shot. Shoot it twice you get -20.

The course was based on IPSC (International Practical Shooting Confederation )rules. Gun handling rules were applied tho disqualifications were not applied since it was just a  non bearing fun shoot. The first two stages had no limit to the number of rounds fired as long as you hit the targets, the other stages had a rule applied which was called a "Virgina count" where a shooter is required to shoot only the number of rounds allowed on a given target. Shoot more or less you get -10 per shot. It was harder cuz you cant just fill all your mags up and rain bullets on your targets to make sure you make the shots right. With the virgina count you have to fill your mags with just the right number of bullets so that you wont fire more than required, and also in such a way that you wont have to load the chamber when you have to do a mandatory change of magazine. this would mean that you have to add 1 more bullet in your first mag and lessen 1 bullet in your second one.

It was a good day for shooting. It was my first timed course of fire, non bearing, but the experience was awesome. Its so different when your time pressured and when youre up against other shooters you dont know compared to just standing and busting caps. The club had different types of shooters, there were old men, middle aged, a few young-ins like me hehe, and one lady. A shooter named Richard displayed awesome skill that made him top shooter for the day, he joined two categories: the single stack .45 caliber and the hi cap (compared to a single stack of only 7 rounds, a hi cap gun has 13 or more.) His run on the first stage was fast, he got it in only 12 seconds. From a sitting position shooting one target then running towards a grilled window shooting 2 terrorists then running to a small and low window while doing a mandatory magazine change shooting another 2 then the last one with also 2 targets. Imagine all this in just 12 seconds, not bad indeed!

My time in this stage was slow. My run was 23 point something seconds. My hands were shaky, i was nervous i admit, its really hard being under time pressure and having a dozen of pair of eyes watching you. My shots from the seated position were okay, i got both shots in the "A" ring which is the tightest and highest score grouping but running to the window and shooting at 2 targets between the grills were something new to me, I missed 3 times and got a -30. But doing the mandatory magazine change while running to the other grill-less window was even harder, I fumbled while inserting the mag into my 1911 45 Caliber norc which cost 6 seconds 6 seconds or so. This was a frustration for me but still it was loads of fun not to mention a good learning experience.

However nothings gonna beat my last run on the last stage. It required firing 5 rounds standing up from the15 yard line, 5 rounds kneeling from the 12 yard line and 5 rounds standing up from the 10 yard line using your weak hand. Sounds easy? hell no! Well actually yeah a bit, but the mandatory change mag was hard, at least for me since im new to this and my gun was all stock, with no magwell for an easier feed. I scored pretty well on the standing position, i got all "A" rings, same with the kneeling position all "A" rings as well, tho the mag change made me lose time again, but here's the kicker, walking towards the 10 yard line to to do the weak hand position i reached for my third magazine to load, and when i did i felt that it was unusually light. I saw that i seem to have forgotten to load it and the slide of my pistol was already locked signifying that i was out of ammo, i was in panic! That cost me 5 shots, 5 shots times -10 points = - 50!! ARgh! I failed, even if my previous 10 shots were all A-rings, i still failed. It was frustrating but in the same time it was hilarious! The people were actually laughing with and at me, it looked funny than stupid actually, or maybe it looked stupid thus making it look funny. hehehehe.. It was a frustratingly funny end to a fun shooting day! Sigh. Haha..

i promised myself that i'll practice more and do better the next fun shoot, hopefully i get good enough to join a real competition and represent our club! I also wish i had enough money to set my gun up, it helps to have the right kind of rig and mods on your gun. All in all i had a super fun time met several friends and learned a ton of shooting tips! Too bad tho that my Dad and my other uncle and cousin was not able to go. Dad was in CDO for almost week. I miss you Pop! next time we'll hit range again for sure!

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1. I dont like going to bed with out taking a shower first.

2. Growing up i dreamed of joining the US Navy SEALS and die a glorious and heroic death in battle or while in a recon mission. (Seriously)

3. I would try to watch different TV shows at the same time unless if its "Man vs Wild" im watching.

4. When i was in elementary i would always bring a first aid kid in my bag in case of an emergency and "Emergency food" which was a pack of chocolate cup cakes in case i get stranded. This was during the peak of my Boy Scout career in school. hehe

5. When i was in grade 5, I accidentally burned my friend Andrew's (Aleta) cotton beard(and his chin and nose) when he played an old man or santa clause in a school presentation. I was joking around with a lit match while i was standing real close to him, then his beard suddenly caught fire real fast and burned his chin and nose. Good thing the burns were only minor since Andrew quickly pulled off his make shift beard in panic. When he started crying i played fugitive and ran away to the back of the gym and hid till the day ended, but i was caught by the janitors and was quickly sent to the Principals office. (I actually had my first aid kit when this happened, but i ran away instead of treating him since i was the criminal)

6. Back in high school i was so obsessed with Natalie Portman that i kept and updated a scrap book of cut outs of her pictures, articles and write ups, much like a young school girl obsessing over a teen pop star

7. I like cold pasta/left overs and "makunat" na chichirya.

8. I dont like drinking through straws. I like feeling the coldness of my drink on my lips.

I dont really know who to tag, so im not tagging anyone. Hehe.

Here is another entry i posted a few years back. Again, this serves as my reminder for our calling as Christians.

The Cost of following... The cost of Loving

Sep. 20th, 2004 | 08:11 pm
mood: Nag-iisip
music: Start a fire - Among Thorns

Ive never felt so renewed, so revived, after that summer God took over me. Everything seemed so clear to me: the choices i make, the things that i go through everyday., everything. even the past mistakes i made. now i know why.

How do you share this to someone? how in the world will you get a person to listen and understand the things that you see, the things that you feel. it baffles every mind. unfathomable. no logic can ever decipher it. but the feeling is consuming. the reality is marvelous. and the power is unbelievable.

How do you share this to other people? it seems hard to talk to people you dont know about dying to ones self and letting the Lamb live in you. all the more is it hard to share this to loved ones or family, who, most of the time we neglect. ---- With out the fear of being judged by your own past sinful nature. (added today Aug 2, 2007)

It so hard not to get carried away. its so hard to conform to what "should be" according to scripture. Most Christians over look it, the very tiny things that we must be careful of. and these small things are the most difficult to change.

"Character is what you are in the dark... It is what you are when you’re alone."

my Cell leader told me that. boy! it is so true. i realized the kind of Christian i used to be. i had two faces. i was so different in church as to what i am with my friends. i tend to forget how i should be outside when im with my friends, but i was quick to be what i should be when im in church our church friends. it disgusted me. i felt ashamed. i was doing a lot of things that were contrary to what Jesus would’ve done. (WWJD) it may be old, but its true. we must always think what  Jesus would do in the situations that were in. most of the time i tend to forget. my being a teenager, my angst, my longing for love, my self expression, my mood, circumstantial feelings, and all that, with these things i often forget to ask myself WWJD? How will he react to it? what will his response be if Jesus was in a similar situation? its sad, cuz most teenagers relate to it. most christians for that matter. And we think that its ok, "its only for the mean time", or "God would understand". But do you know what i think? If you think that Jesus wouldn’t react like it, or behave like it, or respond like it, then it shouldn’t be your reaction, behavior or response. Its wrong. And this is the cost of Following... it is the Cost of loving. If we claim that we love Jesus, then we must follow Him. To follow Him is to love Him.

How much do we love Jesus? how far are we willing to go for him? do we say we love him, and in the same way be superficial, involve ourselves with worldly things, wallow in self pity and guilt, or dwell in all that emo-teenage-angst thing? and claim to be a Christian? its sad if in you, you say "yes". Because that’s not what we should be when we claim Christ is in our lives.

"To Live is Christ... To die is gain!"

La Lang... i was just thinking. :)

Heres a past entry i posted in my LJ a couple of years ago. Makes me feel bad seeing the inconsistency I've displayed during the following years. But, we are blessed that we have a merciful, consistent God.

Im posting this mainly to serve as reminder for myself about what and who we really are in Gods eyes. Nevertheless, I hope it induces enjoyment to those who will read it. Here it goes:

I wrote this one after the failed marketing project i headed for our org last 2004, i sold my cellphone (which was somewhat expense during that time) to settle our debts due to that incident:

0% Self Importance

Sep. 16th, 2004 | 01:49 pm
mood: God-Inspired
music: Jesus Freak - Dc Talk

So i woke up this morning from a good nights sleep, however, still not over bout what happened yesterday.

Yesterday i was walking, i habitually feel my pockets to secure my wallet and my fone. feeling that one of them was missing(My Phone), it reminded me that i sold it to pay our liabilities from what happened yesterday. *sigh*

I couldnt believe that something like that could ever happen to me. but because of it, i learned so much. spiritual and organizational stuff. im glad my sister was there with me through out the whole event. it was good to know that family was near amidst all the hell that was taking place. knowing that my sister was with me fueled my patience, my calmness, and my courage to face the responsibility and the sacrifice that i had to take. im glad she was there. i love my sister so much.. both of my sisters!

So... i got up from my bed, washed my face and got back to my room to do my morning devotion. I was eager to read what God had to say to me for this day. i was thinking that today Gods gonna reveal to me something significant to what happened yesterday. so i opened my devotional and read about sacrifice, humility and 0% self importance.

"Woah"

Ive read a lot of stuff about this, but today reading it again, was different from the time i read it before. It sank real deep in me, reading what servanthood is really about. The author talked about being ministers of the Lord and being like Him as well. i realized that the best way to actually serve God is to serve other people. and im talking about service with no bias, no grudges, and no expectations of being rewarded. As in 0% selfimportance.

I then realized that God was interpreting what happened yesterday. He was extracting the good thing that he had planned for me and telling me straight to my face through that devotional. it may seem insignificant to some, but, my being project head entailed the lessons of sacrifice, responsibility, and trust in God, that i had to learn. Which i did. the hard way.

having read all of this, made everything meaningful to me now. i felt real good. Proud that i did a good job. and i humbly give all the glory and credit to God.

it made me smile.

So, after taking a bath and changing, i made my way to school. suddenly it started pouring real hard. all i had was a 50 peso umbrella which i bought in shaw boulevard, and it was real cheap, the metal skeleton was made from die cast metal, which was really soft, too malleable for its purpose. i prayed that the wind wont blow too hard or my payong might fold outward. umpisa pa lang my patience was being tested righ away. so i got in an Fx all the way to vito cruz, and this lady beside me, kept on whining about the weather. every time the rain grew stronger, this lady would go "tsk tsk tsk" and the rain was weird, it would stop and pour, stop and pour, so this lady would "tsk" everytime. it annoyed me at first, i wanted to tell her "miss, di po titigil ang ulan kung angal kayo ng angal" but i thought, "hey, this is a perfect time for me to practice what i read about", so i held back, looked at her, and tried to see the person that she is and appreciate the possible goodness she possessed. She smiled at me as i looked at her, so i smiled back. it felt good. overcoming the selfish tendency to react impolitely or merely thinking badly about this person.

Oh yeah, what really ticked me off this morning, is this: while i was typing this, i was about to finish just to let you know, a lady passed behind me, so i moved to give her space, but she shoved me a bit, so i accidentally hit the reboot switch. everything i typed was gone. So.. this is actually re-typed. hehe. Hasel e no? But it felt good, i felt stronger everytime a trial comes and i get to over come it. it feels good knowing that, i can do anything through Christ who strengthens me.

Man! im so rich! rich with all the blessings any boy could ever ask for! I have my parents with me, i have two wonderful sisters, a good brother inlaw, wonderful couzins, good friends, my good health, a nice comfortable home and im supplied with all the things i need, by God. hah! My life isnt enough to thank the Lord for all of this.

"For we are Gods workmanship, created in Christ Jesus to do goodwork which God prepared in advanced for us to do"

Ephesians 2:10