Monday, September 13, 2004
A Fairy Tale
Once upon a time... as fairy tales often start, before there were Red Roses as we know them, there was a princess who always gets what she wants. She was pretty, she was sexy and as princess often come, she was spoiled (someone asked me why she was able to get everything she wants, so I included a brief description of her).
As the princess came of age, suitors from all over the land came to court her. Gifts came in all shapes and sizes. Men of prominence all wanted her hand in marriage, spoiled bitch that she was.
Alas, the princess would have none of the riches that was being presented to her feet day after day. She wanted just one thing, a Red Rose, a thing that does not exist during that time. Men searched high and low for the a single Red Rose, but they could find none, as roses only come in pink and white then.
Suitors pleaded with her and offered her wealth and power and pleasures only king and princes are entitled to, but to no avail...she wanted her Red Rose and that is what she expects to get.
Time passed until one day, there came not one but a whole bouquet of Red Roses on the Royal Chamber. There was a buzz among the land as everyone is wondering who the prince or king or duke or baron who was lucky enough to provide the rare item that the Princess wanted.
Sadly no one would know who sent the Red Roses save for the Royal Gardener. As he lay dying in his rose garden, the last drops of his blood soaking the once white and pink roses, he took once last glance at the tower where the princess was waiting. As he breathed his last, he surveyed his now crimson-colored rose garden and smiled...
As the princess came of age, suitors from all over the land came to court her. Gifts came in all shapes and sizes. Men of prominence all wanted her hand in marriage, spoiled bitch that she was.
Alas, the princess would have none of the riches that was being presented to her feet day after day. She wanted just one thing, a Red Rose, a thing that does not exist during that time. Men searched high and low for the a single Red Rose, but they could find none, as roses only come in pink and white then.
Suitors pleaded with her and offered her wealth and power and pleasures only king and princes are entitled to, but to no avail...she wanted her Red Rose and that is what she expects to get.
Time passed until one day, there came not one but a whole bouquet of Red Roses on the Royal Chamber. There was a buzz among the land as everyone is wondering who the prince or king or duke or baron who was lucky enough to provide the rare item that the Princess wanted.
Sadly no one would know who sent the Red Roses save for the Royal Gardener. As he lay dying in his rose garden, the last drops of his blood soaking the once white and pink roses, he took once last glance at the tower where the princess was waiting. As he breathed his last, he surveyed his now crimson-colored rose garden and smiled...
Sunday, September 05, 2004
Treasure Hunt
I've always believed that treasures are for those who know how to look for them. Why would they call it treasure HUNT in the first place?.
I've finally stopped killing time in my room and started to look and re-discover the treasures around me. I can't believe what I was missing.
I spent the my whole rest day roaming around the UP campus, running an important errand for my cousin. Looking at the serene landscape and breathing the precious fresh air, I realized that whatever happens I can always find a sanctuary in my good, old alma mater. It is here that life seems so simpler, the pressures of the 'outside ' world seem forgotten. It is Lothlorien all over again.
Treasures abound that day, but I found the most precious one in the annual recital of the College of Music. It was my first time to attend such an event and it did not disappoint, given that I am not really a 'music enthusiast'. The students renditions of classical Filino music is fantastic and for a shilling of an entrance fee, one can be treated to a refreshing musical experience.
Treasures really are for those who know how to find them. I am glad I made the effort to scratch beneath the surface and found one that day.
NOTE: The musical recitals are scheduled every Thursday, it started last September 2 and runs until the first week of October
I've finally stopped killing time in my room and started to look and re-discover the treasures around me. I can't believe what I was missing.
I spent the my whole rest day roaming around the UP campus, running an important errand for my cousin. Looking at the serene landscape and breathing the precious fresh air, I realized that whatever happens I can always find a sanctuary in my good, old alma mater. It is here that life seems so simpler, the pressures of the 'outside ' world seem forgotten. It is Lothlorien all over again.
Treasures abound that day, but I found the most precious one in the annual recital of the College of Music. It was my first time to attend such an event and it did not disappoint, given that I am not really a 'music enthusiast'. The students renditions of classical Filino music is fantastic and for a shilling of an entrance fee, one can be treated to a refreshing musical experience.
Treasures really are for those who know how to find them. I am glad I made the effort to scratch beneath the surface and found one that day.
NOTE: The musical recitals are scheduled every Thursday, it started last September 2 and runs until the first week of October
