by Shirley | Feb 9, 2016 | Academically Speaking, Life
God willing, my hours tomorrow would be filled with such joy and placidity yet again as I embark on a trip to my second alma mater, the University of the Philippines Diliman, so as I may meet with my adviser on my plans for the upcoming semesters—apart from this one of course, where I didn’t have the chance to enroll due to various reasons. Alongside such a mission of mine would be another one of those job hunting routines I’ve been undertaking since November of last year; and this time, I’d be submitting a resume for one of the available vacant positions under the UP Department of Extension Programs. And this time, I hope to be considered for the (permanent) position since I badly need a job!
Updates on my trip shall I post, hopefully, on Thursday. Till then, please pray for my great desire to have 1) a job once and for all; 2) be reconsidered for enrollment for the next semester after my brief hiatus at University.
by Shirley | Feb 5, 2016 | Music
Just today, I have mentioned something on my Facebook wall regarding how Beethoven’s music has been helping me recover from wallowing in pain after that entirely cathartic and overly emotional relationship breakup I had September of last year and still have the gall to brood over until now. Of course, occasionally being at the same place with the person mainly responsible for one’s emotional stupor can be very challenging, notwithstanding the fact that memories (whether good or bad) would keep flooding the senses, eventually setting one’s mood on fire or worse, yet another anxiety attack. These days were very much crucial—of course, I won’t go into details; I’ll have to leave that to myself and perhaps my counselor or doctor some other time—and the strain to my emotional well-being has escalated in one way or another. So what better respite than to obtain a handful of Beethoven’s symphonies and masterpieces and torrent the whole thing to my hard drive? Since I’d want to play all those on loop via my CD player-cum-radio, I had to burn all 9 symphonies on blank compact disks which I successfully executed in a matter of hours by means of ImgBurn (the software, though, has this itsy-bitsy complication when burning audio files into CD format, not to mention that of handling. flac files—the format of my downloaded Beethoven music). With some labour of love and patience to boot, the entire collection of masterpieces are now ready for my auditory consumption and appreciation.
So far, with Beethoven’s symphonies accompanying me through my every day occupations, dwelling on uncalled-for nostalgia has been appeased to some degree. Ah, the magic of classical music…
(My next download would be a complete selection of Mozart: symphonies, piano concertos, missae, and all. Then, perhaps, the next few days might see me fiddling with Haydn, Bach, or more of Mendelssohn. Who knows.)
by Shirley | Feb 1, 2016 | Life, Quotable
Give sorrow words. The grief that does not speak
Whispers the o’erfraught heart and bids it break.
—William Shakespeare, “Macbeth”
by Shirley | Jan 26, 2016 | Microposts, Site Updates
New Site: The Daily Word
“The Daily Word”, a daily Scripture site (therefore religious in nature) has been launched today. Its primary goal is to share the Good News to all men, one or two daily verses at a time. This I sought as a personal advocacy for Christian awareness and meditation for people of all walks of life–regardless of denomination, fellowship, or church–in the midst of the everyday hustle and bustle where seeking God has been relegated to the backseat.
To visit the site, do click on the following link:
http://www.solitarythoughts.com/thedailyword
Just drop me a line if there may be problems when browsing the site. Thanks, and to God be the glory.
UPDATE TO THE UPDATE:
“The Daily Word” is now on its own subdomain. Do bookmark the site on its new home:
http://thedailyword.solitarythoughts.com
by Shirley | Jan 24, 2016 | Microposts
After a marathon of about for episodes of Gilmore Girls which I sort of watch almost on a daily basis when I’m bored, I have come to the conclusion of writing yet another micropost for today since words escape me when a streamline of thoughts come crashing in to overwhelm my subconscious unto my soul’s suffocation. Regardless, there is something queer about such overflowing ideas for they usually come at 11PM. Yes, the hour before the day passes onto the next, when the cock crows queerly at the sight of bats hovering around their cages. It might seem not too much of a fine time for concocting various ruminations concerning a myriad of things but 11PM seems to be my most finest hour in terms of the creative aspect: I envision short story plots, write my free verse, manage my blogging routines or simply conjure up even a trivial piece, and stare blankly onto space adjudging what ought to be a more viable “Gilmore Girls” ending to preempt Amy Sherman-Palladino’s version to be broadcast on Netflix supposedly this year. Now with all aforementioned preoccupation to the best of my abilities, 11PM seems to be ace for me: where the night paves away to yet another morn, towards a serving of a more enhanced version of daydreaming and imagination.
Till my next session of creativity.
