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Life has never been so soothing when I got my cup of you, JAVA . Soothing. Relaxing. Enticing. Rich. Bittersweet. Oh, JAVA. How dark your essence is. How rich you can do for my everyday. Oh, JAVA. How could I never be wrong? When I met you, JAVA, I ever said to everyone: " Hello world! I finally took a cup of JAVA!" My dear, your Asian features enticed me. You can go public like the geishas of Kyoto. You can go private like the office women of Hong Kong. But for me, you are protected by me, my love, for you are like the dayang-dayang , a majestc princess of Indonesia. You also amazed me for your work seamlessly everywhere. You are beautiful in the great Windows of the mansions of Bill Gates . Steve Jobs craved for your alluring body, and he made you Apple-flavoured. Linus Torvalds and his chubby penguin Tux wanted to hug your ever-enduring cups. I met another named " C ", then she grew up and multiplied herself with classes. Now her daughter is known as "...

Natilaw nako ang atsal sa usa ka platitong kalderetang kambing. Lami nga pagka-parat nga pagka-halang. Lamas ra man na ang atsal. Walay hinabang gayud. Pero kon walay atsal dili lami ang nakaon nimong pagka-lami sa pagka-sarsa. KENNETH Atsal is a Cebuano term for bell pepper .

I dared to ask this question in my mind: “Will I be a person who will be remembered a lot here in UP?” To that, Rumi “answers” through a line of one of his poems: “Fall into his hands and you will weep like a cloud; Run from him and you will freeze over like snow.” While pondering upon Rumi's “answer”, I thought if I became too proud of myself lately. I became too selfish and self-centered. I did not care if I ruined the pride of my family, my friends – my whole circle of life. I began to catch a realization that the pronoun him refers to my God. I ran away from God and turned to my own way of showing myself that I am a student of UP, without recognizing my relationship to him. These days I feel so cold about my relationship to God, to my family and friends. I feel so empty inside that I am not really enjoying my growth as a person and as a part of the society. The Word of God says that when we draw near to him, fall into his hands, then we will weep in our sorrows while we...

Short ways are not always the right ways. It takes an algorithm to find the path that leads you to success. Infinite it was, finite I found it now. My path starts: zero, A; my path ends: x, Z. x: the length of the short way. Z the endpoint. Finding it took a long way. Think it over, quick! swiftly! O the infinity sign, get lost on that table! I need the path - the short way. Make my node permanent. I'll trace it when I end. Yes...A to Z. A to Z - the path - short way. Why it has to have a long way for the short way to be known? Maybe that's the way it should be; shortcuts take a long time...long time. Dijkstra, my dear. I see how you did it. Others have done their own proper way. But nothing in theirs is short. Never ever short. KENNETH (Fumbling over Dijkstra.)

This is a continuation of the My Seventeenth, My Stellar Life special. What present should I receive on my Birthday? I don't know. I don't want to know. I love surprises, though. Birthday Blessings Instead of counting candles, Or tallying the years, Contemplate your blessings, As your birthday nears. Consider special people Who love you, and who care, And others who’ve enriched your life Just by being there. Think about the memories Passing years can never mar, Experiences great and small That have made you who you are. Another year is a happy gift, So cut your cake, and say, "Instead of counting birthdays, I count blessings every day!" By Joanna Fuchs Source: http://www.poemsource.com/birthday-poems.html What blessings that I should have this year? This is a tag from Kuya Albert: (even when I'm not tagged...) Share 10 things that your readers don’t know about you. then at the end, you tag 10 other bloggers to keep the fun going. RULES: each blog...

I'm going back to school, isn't that cool? But I feel I came to the top, Never felt like a fool. Another year, another life. A time for peace, a time for strife, but what's life without school, A place where life is truly rife*. * extremely abundant Dear friends, It's another time for school. It's officially time for school in the University of the Philippines Mindanao. I'm now a sophomore of the prestigious National University. Encountering the Freshmen The 10th of June was truly a day. A total of 160++ freshmen (a decrease of about 70%), upperclassmen, the administration, faculty and staff arrived and gathered at the Atrium for the Opening Program. I can't imagine how few the freshmen are this year, not to mention the crises the nation has gone into. However, it's just the fact that we still have incoming students; that makes this year more exciting than the previous year. But what excites me most is that I've come to finally meet the freshmen stu...

i , an imaginary number am, may have a value, maybe not. but thought that I was found through computing the square root of negative-one. Why an imaginary number? I may be real; a part of the set of real numbers R . But Descartes observed that no negative real number can be taken a square root, because the square of a negative number is a positive number. His coordinate plate proves it. The graph of the squares of all real numbers is a parabola facing upward, therefore positive - nothing below it. The graph of the square roots of real numbers is a curve approaching to positive infinity from the right, but if I take the limit as my values approach the negative side it approaches zero ...and nothing exists beyond. No real number is seen on the negative. No real value, therefore imaginary, therefore i . If one day, an ingenious mathematician could make i real, i , an imaginary number am, would be no more. by KENNETH P.S: Linking: Glenn / Renzy / Ferizia My StumbleUpon Page