i can finally afford a UP fair

after a hundred years... hahaha, i don't think i want to live a hundred years.

i guess tonight's the final night of the centennial UP fair.

dropped by. out of nostalgia. out of curiosity.
an excuse to walk about diliman campus is welcome anytime. arrived around 10. unibersidad ng pila still holds true.
yes, there was actually a long queue to buy tickets at 70 pesos each.
and another much much longer queue to get in.
now i wonder how these students can afford the fee, when i couldn't, back in college.
the only time i was able to was when compsoc had a booth inside...

UP is still UP --- we are called to "SERVE THE PEOPLE"
no booze booths. unbelievable.
henna tattoo booths abound.
then there's graphic tees.
assortment of inihaw.
almost wholesome drinks --- think c2 (still too sweet for my taste)
perya.
tsubibo.
smokers. non-smokers. and more smokers.
lights. music. cold night wind.
then suddenly,time to go home.

bought a tee that says "LITTLE MISS FIGHTING MAROONS"
cute huh? sounds like little miss fighting moron too.
got myself a new fave tee.

"IS THERE ANY GREATER JOURNEY THAN LOVE?"

saw this ad last week on an old issue (november last year, i think) of newsweek magazine.
been mulling over it since. found out the more i think i know about love, the less i actually know about it.
live love, no answers needed.

cleaning up

lem and i left japan toward the end of last year and did a lot of cleaning up - project-related documents were shredded (hah! i did the shredding on a high tech shredding machine) desktops cleaned (those who've worked with me know how cluttered my machine desktop can get), hey i cleaned out the actual desktop(where the machine sits) as well. then there's packing up the past 8 months - grateful for what had been, excited for the homecoming.

being home is delight.
think comfort. of family. of friends. of understanding what you hear. of getting the gist of the song being played on a public transport (suddenly, it dawned on me that public transports in japan don't have any music being forced on the commuters). of not really thinking. home sweet home. (where almost all beverage is served sweet :p ) i guess it is now apt to say, home salty home.

got the hang of cleaning up, decided to clean up our room too. meaning, throw away stuff not needed (or give them away). get rid of paper stacks (aka fire hazards). fine, there are still a lot of stacks untouched...

then i came across a loose leaf torn from a spring notebook.
second year college. student camp. group presentation.
jeanette scribbled the words of a song with a blue-inked pen to be used as a copy as 4 of us friends from high school (aliks and sammy) sang to the other participants. (i tried very hard to sing, so i guess that qualifies as singing)

and the words still ring true, my wish for you too.

JESUS IN YOUR HEART

If I could have one wish I know what I'd like to find
If I could have one dream come true before my eyes
More than a pot of gold
More than a pathway to the stars
More than anything I know
I want Jesus in your heart

If I could paint a picture in my mind of what I'd like to see
If I could take you once inside my deepest dreams
More than a treasure's glow
More than a comet trav'ling far
More than anything I know
I want Jesus in your heart

He's more than all the world can give
When He truly comes to live
In your heart
Why do you try to search for more
When He's what you are looking for
In your heart

I pray you'll find Jesus
I want Jesus in your heart

a happy new year everyone!