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Per Ardua Ad AstraI've heard so much of this talented beauty, an epitome of art and music and literature all together. But it wasn't until I listened to her songs closely did I appreciate their worth. I chose one of her songs, I've Got To See You Again for my piece in piano this semester. It's fun listening to how Norah Jones and the rest of the group divide the song as such: bass to the drums or bongos, melody sometimes to the guitar or the piano. But playing it all on the piano itself was pretty tough: in 4/4 time but the left hand had a different beat than the right. It had a slow rumba rhythm which made it very unique. For the nth time, I've listened to the melody and harmony behind the words. They seemed more important then.. Having swirled so many times inside my cd player, it didn't matter. I applaud Norah Jones and how she's so dedicated to her craft. I'm glad to be studying her music.
***I'm enjoying my Philosophy 172 class not because it was very educating or very creative. It was just plain and I was always dismissed 20-30 minutes early. Hehe. It's nice having a quiet, slow-moving class. Speaking of classes, I incredible enjoy my hip-hop dance class and am thinking of taking break dancing after that. It's just so cool and my instructor's amazing! We learned a sequence today, 1 count of 8 ala Michael Jackson suited up with a hat and a dangling chain. It was fun doing hip rolls and smooth crossovers and points. Hehe. I love dancing so much. As for Intro to Philo, it was very interesting reading Stace's article on the views of the ancient philosophical mind and the modern philosophical mind towards the world. The ancient mind believed in God, that the world was governed by spirits or a higher form, that the world had purpose and everything that men did had a cosmic purpose. The ancient mind believed that the world was a friendly world and that everything had inclination to goodness. The modern man, however, does not believe in God and so has a declining faith, believed that the world didn't have purpose and seeked more on determinism instead of the purpose of things. The modern mind rejected freewill because everything had a series of causes before it that's why everything is predictable. On another note, we also studied Castaneda's Becoming a Hunter where there was a clear, underlying thought that summed it up where it said: There is no reason to know about, but to become. There is no reason to try so hard to know things which eventually end up senseless. What is important is we become what we want instead of be figures of authority who just know about things and talk about things as opposed to actually living them out in our lives. Bottom line? School's getting pretty interesting thus far.
***Is it weird that suddenly long-distance relationships are plummeting to the slumps? I'm just thankful that I know Pao and I are willing to work everything out, no matter what. Thanks, baby, I just wanted to add that on here. Oh by the way, I miss you when you're asleep in the morning especially when you hug me and pretend you're still asleep. Hehe. Mwah. I wish we had more of those. :)
***I joined the Fullerton Workforce today and was looking for a job, preferrably a clerical one. There were several jobs posted on our job bulletin board at school and I wish I could get a job as soon as possible so I don't have to work for my old employer, who, out of the blue, decided to hire me again when in fact, he still ows me about a hundred dollars.
***I don't have classes tomorrow, which means that I can sleep! Well that's if my employer doesn't ask me to go to work tomorrow. That way, I can relax my sore body and actually do my homework on time. I can actually vacuum the house especially under the dining table and fix the laundry and put the clothes back to the shelves. Ay, ay, ay. What's new.
***I also had the pleasure of writing to www.sothere.com and my article was published just recently. I didn't post it here for personal reasons, but if you stumble upon it and read it, please read it for your own enlightenment only. Thanks. Off to the bathtub I go! Need to wash off the sweat I built up at dance class. :P Till next time guys.
I guess having lost my entire sidebar will not work for me, but it's no reason either to start anew. =)
I am Jik. I believe in miracles, and I believe in hope. I am not prude nor old-fashioned even though I believe that Love is very real and that it governs the world. I am not selfish even though I may be materialistic. I am not weak even though I sometimes crumble down to my knees. I am not poor even though I have very little in my bank account. I try to embody what courage is all about and I try to do everything in spontaneity. I invest a whole lot of passion in anything I do, and I am and always will be a dreamer. I admire people who uphold their beliefs in life, as I try to do so myself. I always strive for the perfection of character, and make myself into the person I want to become. I seek for the greater scheme of things, the tapestry of how everything falls into an exquisite, sublime plan. And my greatest fortune is having found the secret of my life. This I intend to share with all of you someday.
Makulit. Malikot. Mababaw. I'm thumbelina, sweetie, choknat, bitch, bastard, bruhilda, gaga, bubwit, baby, hoebag, dumbass, jiffy, jikinini, jikydoodles, gicgic, jikulit, jikywiky, jikaru, jikers, jikee, jikijik, jikjik, jik, jixie, jikita, jikita banana, jikitita, jikaboo, or what have you. I'm the Jik you know and ever will know.