tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-215640012024-03-05T00:13:50.715-08:00wild about....Time on its own ripe the leaves of destiny leaving nothing but a blown down dried and slowly digested mark. Though this is reality, fact is we have to enjoy every moment we are here so that memories, even only to few, will leave legacies of our personalities....sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-75968656223755790632010-10-29T20:07:00.000-07:002010-10-29T20:07:49.871-07:00The Saga of the Soul and BodyI've attended a lecture on Multiple Intelligences and I came to learn that I am a Visual person and an Existential person. Visual in the sense that I have to see things before I can fully grasp its meaning. Before I learn a thing or two, I have to have some sort of imagined concept, trying to visualize them so that they could retain in my brain.<br />
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Also, I came to learn that I am an existential person where I have a lot of questions about the my existence here in this life, what is its meaning and how am I suppose to know what is the truth about all of the theories that scientist and religion have to offer about this life.<br />
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I don't really know but I have this fancy about life. When I was yet a little child, I am thinking that I am alone and that I am enclosed inside this body, as if looking through the window of my eyes. I don't know where that thought came but I thought that I am the only one feeling this. I have shared it with some of my friends but to no avail, we can never explain and eventually, forget about it as growing up in this world is tough and you have to tough to survive. I still have questions, a lot of questions, some are being answered now that information is at hand through Internet, but like what other people said, there is no answer to all of the questions if are looking for them in the outside world. You have to look deeper within yourself because there, inside you, is the part of God that will help you know who you are. You don't really need to look far, look inside and you will see that truth shall set you free.<br />
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Because of this, I will have to look for it, but I don't really know how... hope that someone can help me figure things out...sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-67915638357598115932009-11-19T20:06:00.000-08:002009-11-19T20:08:30.582-08:00Wild about BSF PC Specialist<div style="text-align: left;"><a href="http://api.ning.com/files/siZ9oufoB676FHCuP9fKADzNid8G*BOigw40ozOWPQA_/DSC_5078640x480.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="133" src="http://api.ning.com/files/siZ9oufoB676FHCuP9fKADzNid8G*BOigw40ozOWPQA_/DSC_5078640x480.JPG" width="200" /></a>The <a href="http://bsfpcspecialist.ning.com/">ICT</a> Department of Bataan School of Fisheries now has its own social network group web site. Thank God ning.com was there to host networking sites for free. The site is good for students taking up computer classes in <a href="http://bsffamily.ning.com/">BSF</a>, whether college or high school. <a href="http://bsfpcspecialist.ning.com/">Alumni </a>are also welcome to join the network. This, I think, will benefit the students because lessons that they missed out will be posted in the forums section here and they can also post comments and questions if things are not yet clear to them. Hopefully, this will be a successful site for the ICT department of the <a href="http://bsfpcspecialist.ning.com/">BSF</a>.<br />
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</div>I have been <a href="http://stories-in-the-sand.blogspot.com/">reading </a>and writing a lot lately and was all too busy doing them. I am very fond of seeing through another person 's eyes through their shared stories. I am specially magnetized by history books, those dealing with <a href="http://stories-in-the-sand.blogspot.com/">ancients</a> and past. I am mystified to the very extent of dreaming some of them in my sleep, yet, it was all story. I am reading because I want to learn many things, unwrapped many hidden stones and see how things were in the writer's thoughts. I just wish that someday I could write as good as they do.sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-62673934343857310382007-08-01T17:42:00.000-07:002007-08-01T18:17:21.942-07:00So Many ThingsI am about to see my creator in a few days and yet i still want to do so many things, a lot of them unknown to many of my friends. I still have a lot of dreams to pursue, but how am i suppose to do all of that?<br /><br />How i wish i was a rich man so that i can do many things at once in a snap of a finger! I wish i could still play around with my kid, stay with him for a while and talk about stories when i was still a child. I would tell him my adventures and my dismay so that he'll learn all of them and one day, upon his age, he will seek adventures of his own. I want to tell him how joyful i was when he came to this world and made everyone happy and sad at times. I want to tell him how much i have loved him and yet i got no time to spare with him while i was still strong and making a lot of money. I want to buy him the world that he would wanted when he is of age. I want...but i guess i wont make any of my wish. I am too tired and weak, got no more than a pair of eyes to roll and see the room i was imprisoned for the past 4 years, I don't know what have come of me i wish i never wasted such time...<br /><br />With my face now seeing the light from above, i have no more objections but a lot of regrets to what i have done in this world. I don't want to be remembered this way by my only son, i want him to know the real me who have loved him so much. but this will be the end of my destiny and soon, i will be judge by what i have done and have not done on earth...................sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1162460451575414852006-11-02T01:34:00.000-08:002006-11-02T01:40:51.586-08:00wild about seminarsRecently, i have been thinking, why should we teachers have a lot of new seminars when the actual thing is that it is just a reformed curriculum in the past. Here in the Philippines, when you say seminar, it means that a new task is being given to teachers. How sad our life is. We are doing lesson planning everyday, thinks for short evaluation everyday, designs long examinations, check them later on, computes grades, design classroom interiors, creates intervention materials, and alot more. What happens to our private life? God, does this government doesn't know how difficult it is to think for a high level question that students simply could not answer? And that when these students failed, it was also a teacher's failure? How cruel....students nowadays never minds assignments, projects, exams, quizzes etc... They never mind whether they pass or fail. If they pass, then good for them but if they fail, take it all over again. They never really mind.sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1162395107731885822006-11-01T07:17:00.000-08:002006-11-01T07:31:58.706-08:00wild about halloweenIt was the time of the year where everyone is saying a little prayer for those who have parted with us. We consider them saints and upthere in the heavens visiting the mansions built for them. But this is not only for them, it is for all who have died and have their souls departed from their flesh. They who have been in this world and not yet recognized how sad their fate was. We should say a little prayer for them too.<br /><br /> In more than 30 years of life here on earth, i now consider belief to be the only thing that makes the world go round. those who really believes in something find their refuge on that something. They also find evidences that makes them believe more. Those who wanted to be rich needs to believe in themselves that they are rich else they'll not make it. Those who believe find what they are searching for. As quoted, "if you have belief the size of a mustard seed, this mountain will be moved into the sea."sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1161993895801982792006-10-27T16:56:00.000-07:002006-10-27T18:03:02.886-07:00wild about art<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/1600/alberteinstein.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/320/alberteinstein.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />I've been looking through the galleries in the museum and found almost all forms of art, in paint, watercolors, sculpture, and abstract forms. God, almost everything is called art, even junkies. I don't know why they call it art when all you can see are bunches of garbage. But there isone thing that made me really take a look the second time around and its not on the museums, it is on the net. You'll find a lot of other artist in their own developed mediums. I like, in particular the works of Scott Wade in his dirty car art. He published his art through the rear window of his car full of dust. Look at albert einstein's portrait. Isn't it a wonder? Einstein in your backseat??? For those of you who wanted to see more, visit <li><a href="http://www.dirtycarart.com/">car dust art</a></li> and enjoy his galleries of car dust paintings.sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1161704015614179282006-10-24T08:22:00.000-07:002006-10-24T08:33:35.673-07:00A Sad Life...Teaching is a noble profession, that is what they say. Well,I think its true for some and false to many who hopes to find a better life. Here in Asia, a teacher is always a teacher, students will always look up to you to seek help, guidance or just a plain "hello..., how are you?...." I think it has done so many good things to me as someone respected and obeyed. Someone with thoughts provoking changes and courage. But what will i become after this? Will be great? Will I be better than others? Will be rich?<br /><br />Yesterday, I came to a funeral of a late friend and teacher. She died of kidney failure. She was a widow without a son or a daughter. It is sad that I saw how she suffered and yet, noone is truely there to care for her. Her nephew whom she was with through these years vanishes himself in times he was needed most. I don't want to be like this. She had spent all her years teaching, retiring last year only to find out that she has a year to live in sufferings and pain. So sad, yet, this is better. A retirement that would relieve her pains....sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1161610487764210612006-10-23T06:28:00.000-07:002006-10-24T07:57:25.703-07:00wild about games...personally, i found that it very enjoyable to find someone else and challenge him to death on a computer game... though, in reality, it never could happen. I like sports a lot, like basketball, different races, bowling, ping pong, badminton and volleyball. These are the sports i grew up with in my generation here in asia. I play these games when i was still a lot younger. Unfortunately, it was no the case anymore. I can only look and criticize, it wasn't my field anymore and years without practice makes me a dumb player. Good thing there is computer. With a lot of new computer game programs that are so realistic in graphics, i could still find my self playing that game i like most without the sweat!sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1160928924005472892006-10-15T09:06:00.000-07:002006-10-15T09:15:24.006-07:003 decades of no return<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/1600/IMAGE_00046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/200/IMAGE_00046.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a>today, i lived for three decades. I've lived with a lot of love, a lot of decision, a lot of pressure and a lot of changes. Never had i imagined that this is life, that it is whatever you choose it will be. All is yours and none is responsible for it but you alone. As i go back to my footsteps in the sand of destiny, i have seen so many people walking with me, in joys and in pain, in triumph and in loosing. I have seen a lot of people who truely loved the person in me though i don't recognize it at once. I have seen and observed them all after a while and i am very thankful for having people like them all the time. To all of you, thank you very much!.sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1139200769188657942006-02-05T20:30:00.000-08:002006-02-05T20:39:29.220-08:00Wild About ComputersI have been, for the last 6 years of my life a computer enthusiast, mostly, love to play games. It was one of my window to escape from reality. I get new friends chatting the whole day, meet new acquaintances with on-line games and more. I am, mostly, well verse with personal computers running windows or linux. I am actually new to linux but i enjoy hanging with it and tweaking it. I can say that my ability with computers has increased in recent years esp now that i am teaching the subject. I am advance user with knowledge on macros and a bit of programming, but i still needs a lot to learn. I like exploring new possibilities with pc's that's why im into linux now. I am trying to learn how to deal with it and make it useful for me for im a windows user before.sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1138668569492408882006-01-30T16:48:00.000-08:002006-10-15T09:06:31.683-07:00wild about rides....<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/1600/Picture%20%282%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/320/Picture%20%282%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /></a><br />Never had i been to a place where i haven't been taken by a vehicle. My shoes, or my bike, they are my only rides. They take me to places where life is. They took me to school where i learn the basics of survival. My bike took me to a mountain where i have seen my destiny and my future. My sandals took me to where my beloved is. My rides had taken me to adventures rough and smooth, for me to learn and understand that life is just a ride where you have to enjoy and not to bore.sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1138606528153171602006-01-29T23:19:00.000-08:002006-10-15T08:51:00.530-07:00my son<a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/1600/Cholo_ngiti.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; float: right;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5052/2182/320/Cholo_ngiti.jpg" border="0" /></a> This is my one and only son who have manage to change my life completely. He has been my life eversince i learned that my fiance was pregnant, the major deciding factor why i have been married. Many of us, especially the bachelors go easy on responsibilities, just like i do. But when i learned that the boy was being conceived, i never doubted with my decision. He has to be with me for him and I was one. Its just like no other thing i have experienced. He came into being December 18, 2004 and i am so proud of how he had grown, groomed to be like me someday, only better. I have a lot of dreams, a lot of hopes and plans i want him to accomplish but it will always be his ways not mine. Whatever he chooses someday, i'll be glad to recognize it and support him with every endeavor he wanted. This, blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh will the future of my descendants holds....sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21564001.post-1138331470456242172006-01-26T18:32:00.000-08:002006-01-26T19:11:10.466-08:00First of All<div align="justify">All things, great or small, fat or thin and anything in between has a beginning. Like a point that starts a line, a line that creates a character, characters that combines to form a sentence and eventually create a paragraph where my story will be untold. Like how our universe came to be, in chaos and continuous change, arrived at a present piece of heaven with all of its small pieces in order, so was my blog to be has an order. This is the simple beginning of my thoughts to share, questions to ponder and pictures to roam the cyberspace. I hope that you will enjoy reading what my mind is capable of thinking.</div>sphero.perez.castillohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18116032303519644720noreply@blogger.com0