Carmen Saeculare
Phoebe, Silvarumque.
Phoebus and Dian, huntress fair,
To-day and always magnified,
Bright lights of heaven, accord our prayer
This holy tide,
On which the Sibyl’s volume wills
That youths and maidens without stain
To gods, who love the seven dear hills,
Should chant the strain!
Sun, that unchanged, yet ever new,
Lead’st out the day and bring’st it home,
May nought be present to thy view
More great than Rome!
Blest Ilithyia! be thou near
In travail to each Roman dame!
Lucina, Genitalis, hear,
Whate’er thy name!
O make our youth to live and grow!
The fathers’ nuptial counsels speed,
Those laws that shall on Rome bestow
A plenteous seed!
So when a hundred years and ten
Bring round the cycle, game and song
Three days, three nights, shall charm again
The festal throng.
Ye too, ye Fates, whose righteous doom,
Declared but once, is sure as heaven,
Link on new blessings, yet to come,
To blessings given!
Let Earth, with grain and cattle rife,
Crown Ceres’ brow with wreathen corn;
Soft winds, sweet waters, nurse to life
The newly born!
O lay thy shafts, Apollo, by!
Let suppliant youths obtain thine ear!
Thou Moon, fair “regent of the sky,”
Thy maidens hear!
If Rome is yours, if Troy’s remains,
Safe by your conduct, sought and found
Another city, other fanes
On Tuscan ground,
For whom, ‘mid fires and piles of slain,
AEneas made a broad highway,
Destined, pure heart, with greater gain.
Their loss to pay,
Grant to our sons unblemish’d ways;
Grant to our sires an age of peace;
Grant to our nation power and praise,
And large increase!
See, at your shrine, with victims white,
Prays Venus and Anchises’ heir!
O prompt him still the foe to smite,
The fallen to spare!
Now Media dreads our Alban steel,
Our victories land and ocean o’er;
Scythia and Ind in suppliance kneel,
So proud before.
Faith, Honour, ancient Modesty,
And Peace, and Virtue, spite of scorn,
Come back to earth; and Plenty, see,
With teeming horn.
Augur and lord of silver bow,
Apollo, darling of the Nine,
Who heal’st our frame when languors slow
Have made it pine;
Lov’st thou thine own Palatial hill,
Prolong the glorious life of Rome
To other cycles, brightening still
Through time to come!
From Algidus and Aventine
List, goddess, to our grave Fifteen!
To praying youths thine ear incline,
Diana queen!
Thus Jove and all the gods agree!
So trusting, wend we home again,
Phoebus and Dian’s singers we,
And this our strain.
andito nnman kme. <3
andito nnman kme sa com lab at ndi ko na illay na uwian na dhil alam ko nang mei mapeh pa.
wahaha. a ha ha.
gumawa aq ng fan page sa fb. like nyo kahit isa lng follower ko dito.
ok.?
bsta.
post post post.
out.
wahaha.
si coffeepie to again.
andito kami sa comlab., gawa project.
pero out na ko..
uuwi na eh.
haha
bye bye..
Fiona’s diary-Facebook
I always thought that I was born ugly. That God didn’t give each and every person fair beauty, skills and abilities to use for their everyday life. Simple lang naman akong babae… NOON. But now, I couldn’t really explain what happened to my unpredictable life.
Ako si Fiona. 21 years old. 5’6’’ in height. 46 kg, 36-22-36. Bakit ko sinasabi ‘to? Kadalasan kasing tinatanong to sa mga beauty contests. Pero I never tried to join because I have the fear of being rejected and booed. I was born in a family with a below average financial status. In short mahirap lang kami. Ni hindi nga ako makabili ng kahit simpleng face powder eh. Hindi na nga pretty, no ways to be pretty pa. I am the eldest sa aming 12 na magkakapatid. Halos buwan lang ang tanda namin sa isa’t-isa. At dahil wala na kaming tatay at may sakit ang aming nanay, I was given the responsibility na pagaralin, pakainin, at buhayin ang mga kapatid ko.
Hindi naman sobrang bigat ng dinadala ko dahil tinutulungan na ko ni Aurora at Belle, mga kapatid ko na sumunod sa akin na graduate na rin ng college. Maswerte nga ako dahil hindi nagiging suwail ang mga kapatid ko.
Noong bata pa ko, palagi akong naglalakad ng nakayuko. Hindi ko maexplain kung bakit pero feeling ko talaga ang pangit ko. Tsaka parang pakiramdam ko lalaitin lang ako ng bawat taong nakakakita sa akin… harap-harapan man o sa isip lang. Parang wala akong maipagmamalaki sa mga tao, hindi ako maganda, hindi ako maputi tulad ng iba, hindi ako nagkakaroon ng oras para makapagsuklay, hindi ako honor student. Pero mabait ako.
Dati nga, nung high school pa ko, pag hinahanapan ako ng boyfriend nung mga best girlfriends ko… tinatanong nung boys-“maganda ba?”… sila naman, “mabait”. “Sexy ba?”… “mabait”. “Cute?”… “mabait”. Haay, kakalungkot isipin pero totoo.
Until one day, a friend introduced to me “facebook”. At that time, I was not really interested. Ang gusto ko lang nun ay Friendster. My mind is really blank about what is facebook and it’s features.
Nung una, bored ako dun, walang lay-out eh. Pwede maginstall pero sa Mozilla mo lang mavview. Pampabagal pa ng net. Masasayang lang ang 15 pesos ko sa net shop kakahintay nung background ko. Pero nung tumagal, natuwa na ko sa facebook. Andaming pumupuri ng pictures ko, feeling ko tuloy ang ganda ko. Parang naging way na nga lang yung facebook ko para magkaroon ako ng lakas ng loob, may maipagmamalaki pala ako?
Around September… year 2004, 15 years old ako nun, a guy asked me something. He wanted to meet with me somewhere near my school. Pumayag ako kasi ok lang naman daw kahit may kasama ako. Pero at that time wala talagang available eh, busy silang lahat. So I went there all alone. Everything went fine naman. He’s such a gentle man. He lets me speak out all the words before he try to interrupt me with what am I saying, which is an advantage for me kasi sobrang daldal kong tao.
Babanat nalang sya pag alam nyang wala na talaga akong masabi. Hindi sya tumitigil sa pagngiti. And from that moment, I felt the heartbeat. I knew that time that there would be something.
We went out for several days. Nagdate kami, kadalasan sa SM. Yun kasi yung malapit eh. Tska sagot naman nya palagi, hindi ko naman sya pinipilit, sya talaga may gusto. Literally, mayaman siya. His father is the president of a very popluar company here in Philippines. And his mother didn’t have to work that she could spend all of her time relaxing in spas. Oh I forgot to tell, his name is Shrek. : ) And he was the most handsome thing I’ve ever seen.
After a few months… naging kami. Legal relationship. Tanggap ng pamilya nya ang status ng family ko and I became very thankful about that. Ni minsan ay hindi inabuso ni Shrek ang pagiging mabait sa kanya ni nanay. Sinisigurado nyang before 6 pm, nakauwi na ko. Hindi sya tulad ng ibang lalaki na baka nga hindi pa ako pauwiin. Damang dama ko noon ang pagmamahal at pag-galang nya sa akin.
Masaya ako dahil wala na syang ibang hiningi mula sakin kundi pagmamahal. Handa syang maghintay ng tamang panahon para sa mga bagay na hindi pa naman talaga dapat.
Dalawang taon ang nakalipas… 17 na ako. Halos ang pamilya na ni Shrek ang bumubuhay sa amin nung mga panahong yun. Sinabi nalang nya bigla na kailangan nya magtravel papuntang Australia. Pumayag ako.
I waited… 1 week… 1 month… 1 year… he never came back. He never tried to communicate with me. Nabalitaan ko nalang na may anak na sya, which is the reason why he had to leave.
Akala ko nung una ok na… akala ko nahanap ko na yung perfect boy na magmamahal sa akin ng totoo at matatanggap ang kung ano at meron ako. Simula nun, hindi pa muling napapatibok ng ninuman ang munti kong puso. Siguro hindi pa sya nakakarecover.
Para sa akin, facebook ang pinagmulan ng lahat, pero para sa iba, dahil lang naman yun sa aking napakalaking katangahan. Ano nga ba naman ang ginawa ng facebook? Isa lang naman syang social networking site na nagaallow sa atin na makipagcommunicate sa ibang tao. May positive features, pero at the same time, may negative din. In every positive thing, there will always be a negative that would sooner or later show up and will let that thing prove it’s worth.
Shrek may not be the one for me. Kaya ko pa naman tiisin ang sumpa ng pagiging ogre kapag sunset na eh. Ang kapalit naman nito ay tunay na pagmamahal mula sa taong tunay na magmamahal. Ayos lang sa akin na maging ogre at mahanap ang taong totoo sa nararamdaman kaysa maging isang napakagandang prinsesa na ginagamit lang ng taong kasama nya.
Hanggang dito nalang muna. Gusto ko lang ishare… sa pinakamamahal kong diary.
confused… so complicated
yeah i know. every person, every human has their own problems, everyone of them has their own minds and perspective.
well i’m different from them. and i know that they don’t have the same mind with what i have.
siguro sa iba, sasabihin nila na, “kung talagang mahal ka nyan, kaya kang hintayin”
merong iba, “wag ka excited, pa easy-to-get ka xeh eh”
tapos yung iba, “magaral ka nalang muna, bata ka pa”
eh pano kung sa sobrang pagtitiis ko mapagod na xa.?
paano kung dahil nga hindi kme ok lng sknya na plgeng nsa iba attention nya.?
mahal ko, oo. ano ba dapat.? maging kami na o wait pa.?
eh paano kung hindi pren xa yung pra sken tpos nsa plged q lang pla yung totoo.?
paano ka magdedecide kung hindi ka sigurado.?
paano ko mapapakita yung pagmamahal ko kung hindi naman dapat at wala ka pa sa posisyon para gawin yun.?
paano kung sa huli mali nanaman.?
basta hihintayin ko pren yung sign. at hanggang ngaun ako lang ang nakakaalam nun.
walang dayaan..
sign yun na hinihingi ko kay Lord.
at alam kong bihira mangyari yun.
ako lang nakaisip nun.. imba talaga.
mahirap mahulaan yun..
hindi ko nga alam kung may nagexist nang ganun.
at kung sakaling mangyari man yun„ si coffeepie ang unang taong malalaman kong napangyarihan nun.
sign sign sign..
sana dumating na..
—coffeepie
snow balls on a warm summer night..
one day i passed by a very dark and empty street.. i hear nothing but sounds of crickets and i see nothing but lights of fireflies..
as i throw my attention on one side of the said street, i saw this little girl. then suddenly light conquered the whole place..
i saw her pale white feet bleeding.. and her teary eyes full of pain and suffering..
i tried to reach out for her and ask her about what happened.. but she replied with an innocent look, and bowed her head again
i tried to ask her more questions.. but she seemed like mute that even a single word didn’t came out her lips..
she stepped back„ and said, “be careful with whatever you do, think first.. so you won’t just notice that everyone’s trying to simply leave you and cut all their connections with you”..
i couldn’t really understand what the girl was trying to say.. i just sat down thinking of what can i do to make her lips smile..
i stared at her.. knowing that she is full of loneliness and fear. and that she could never be whole again..
i closed my eyes and started to reminisce.. a smile went out of nowhere making me feel like an idiot smiling alone..
almost an hour, my eyes were closed. and the only thing that made me open it was.. the memory that i consider as a nightmare, the thing that i wish i could erase from my memory.. the thing that made me suffer at the hands of loneliness and judgement..
again i looked at the girl.. she’s looking at me too. i’m wondering what she’s thinking.. until i noticed a man. wearing all black.. with bloods and a smile. he wanted to take the girl with him but she refused.. the man persuades the girl. then she looked at me.. and asked me, “what are you going to do now?”
i couldn’t understand her.. but i told her to hold on.
the man left..
the girl looked back at me.. paced and paced till she reached me. she looked at my eyes and i saw my reflection. that was the only time that i noticed that the little girl was like the girl in her eyes..
she whispered into my ears.. “i hope you made the right decision this time.. because you could never bring back the time”..
she entered my body and i felt like i’m carrying something really heavy that i can’t even have a minute to breathe..
i prayed. i remembered that God was the only one who was left with me when everybody left me alone. and i promised that day that God would be my greatest priority above all..
snow balls will never exist on a warm summer night. but God will always be inside our hearts, without us knowing that He is thinking about us. and that God will forever exist, no matter what season it is.. no matter when and where.
God will always be in our hearts to continuously guide us and help us.. God is the only One who could give us what we want—the eternal love.
..coffeepie
paalam na talaga..
now playing:: hello hello.. PARAMORE.
nakipagbreak ako sau dhl nssaktan aq.. nhhrapan aq.
at pinangako ko sa sarili ko nun na hindi ko hhyaan na hindi ka matiis kht mahal pa kta nun. walang sense ang pgmmhal kung wla ang ibang factors na nakakaaffect sa isang relationship..
pinangako ko nun na kahit mahal pa kita., titiisin ko na hindi makipagbalikan kahit anong mangyare.
at kung magmahal man ako ulit at nasaktan., hindi ako babalik sau at hindi kita gagawing takbuhan kung mahirapan ako.
gusto kong ptunayan na hindi naging mali ang desisyon ko..
wala na tayong koneksyon. kahit madami taung pinagdaanan at pinilit kong ipaglaban ka. kahit madami taung naging problema at madami dun ang nalampasan natin..
kahit nangako tau sa isa’t isa..
at ngaun sigurado na tlga qng di ako mkkabalik sau. dahil mei iba kna.
sana mgng msya kau., sbi q nman sau eh. mkkhnap kpa ng mas hgit sken.. hindi mo xa klangan kontrahin pag nagssoundtrip kaung dlwa.. xeh mgkaprehas kau ng trip. mahal ka pa..
magpasalamat kren dpat sken.. kung di ako nkpagbreak sau di mo xa mkikilala.. mei hadlang pa..
xempre mhirap din xeh mei nkaraan tau at hindi nga ako naniniwala sa past is past..
bsta sna lang mgng msya ka sknya at alam ko na mggng mas ok kaung dlwa..
ingatan mo nlang xa pra hindi ka nya iwan at hindi xa msktan.. at sna ingatan ka rin nya„
paalam na., forever.
—jho.
good morning
ingat kau..
“for God sees not as man sees, for the man looks at the appearance, but the Lord sees through the heart…”
1 Samuel 16:7