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Country: Puerto Rico
Birthday: 11/12/1987
Gender: Male


Interests: Playing basketball, listening to SENTI music..
Expertise: NONE. I'm humble eh. I don't do anything deserving of "expert" status. Unless you ask me to play NBA LIVE 2003 on the PS2. Hahaha.Ü
Occupation: Student


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Yahoo: dino_alcoseba@yahoo.com


Member Since: 5/18/2003

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Thursday, July 15, 2004

HEY! I've moved. :)

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Tuesday, July 06, 2004

    I never knew why people had to go to school. I mean, why the hell do we have to go to some place and study about things we don't really care about? Why do we have to follow rules and do this and that? Ang daming kaartehan. If we look closely, people don't need to go to school to succeed. You can just dream up some kooky concept no one has ever thought of before and kaboom. You're instantly famous. I realized that and thought about being that way in the future. UNTIL THIS YEAR. This year has been the best year ever and that's because I know what to do. It's not because of my class I'm happy. It's not because of my grades. It's not because I've finally understood Math. It's coz of the feeling you get being of service to the school. I don't believe you go to school just for the books. I don't believe you go to school just to talk to people and interact with them. I believe there is this much deeper thing I'd like to call service.

   Service is not defined as doing something for someone. Service is not defined as working hard. Service, for me, is the heart. It is not enough that you're doing something, it's that you're doing somethign and happy doing it for the sake of the school or class or whatever. It is your sincerity and dedication to that task set before you with a smile on your face. Service finds you (at least me) when you least expect it. You don't know when it hits you. You just wake up and realize that you want to do something for the school and for the betterment of the student population. Service is not usually seen, it is dirty work. It is going behind the scenes and immersing yourself in the task set before you. True service is not looking for awards nor praise. Service is a feeling in your heart knowing that you did something great. Knowing that is praise itself. I'm thankful the CSO and God taught me how to be of service. I have changed. I don't think anyone's noticed but I have. I know I have. I don't slack off anymore. I do things when they need to be done and I don't care if people say that it's always like that during the start of the school year. This is going to go on until the end of this year. The fuel of my burning desire to serve is not going to get extinguished. God started the fire and it's enveloped me. Blame Him. :)


Saturday, July 03, 2004

I

I'm not perfect..
I don't claim to be..
I'm not exactly the most good-looking person in the world..
I don't want to be..
I'm not gifted extraordinarily..
Though I wish I could be..
I can't give you anything..
I don't have diamond rings..
I don't have bouqets and bouqets of roses..
I'm not even promising a gift on your birthday..
All I have is the power of words..
It's the only way I can reach out to you..
I hope you see the simplicity and sincerity of my actions..
This is all I ask..
That you do not dismiss this as something already done to you in the past..
And that you think about it for 5 seconds..
And in that 5 seconds realize how much you mean to me..
Let that 5 seconds sink in and know how much I love you..
All I have is my soul..
Ready and open for you..


Saturday, June 19, 2004

                                        Accidentally In Love

 

   In the Ateneo High School, there are a lot of things one can learn. From theories to formulas, from the classic Shakesperean tragedies to learning to write an essay, from learning who killed who during the Franco-Prussian war, from learning to lead and learning to really care, from broken friendships to unending bonds formed, from finding love in the seemingly right places only to find out it is not meant to be, there will always be two things which stand out: The lesson of who God really is and why we are here. My Days With The Lord experience and my appointment as the Socio-Spiritual Cluster Head helped me realize that.

  

   I entered my 3rd year of High School not really knowing what to expect. I heard from a lot of people that this was supposedly the hardest year ever. “We’ll see about that,” I said to myself “This will be my year in academics.” Little did I know that things were not really what they seemed.

  

   As usual, I drifted through my 3rd year doing my homework in school and just studying at the 5minute bell. I was satisfied with what I was doing. I didn’t really see the essence of doing anything without cramming, it was just much too boring to do at home. I was going along this torrid pace until I was told by my classmates to join Days With The Lord. I heard about this “retreat” from my siblings and they told me that my life would not be complete without it. I signed-up for Batch 200 but I got in Batch 199 by accident. I just assumed I wouldn’t be accepted in Batch 199 since there were 45 people who signed up and they were going to shorten the list. I was just surprised when I saw a palanca envelope with my name on it. Big things do come in small packages.

  

   I packed my bags excitedly on February 12, 2004 in preparation for it. I did not know what to expect, naturally. But after I stayed for 3 days and 2 nights in the Ateneo and fully experienced who God is and what He should be for us, I’m not ashamed to say I was changed by DWTL. In Days, God is given a whole new image. Jesus is the brother of all, “Kuya Jess” to Dazers. He is the one we must run to whenever we are burdened with problems, He should be as close to us as our friends because He will always be there to listen and to respond according to what is best for us. Days also made me realize how much a lot of people love me. From the heart-warming letters I saw the sincerity and real emotions of my friends and family who took time out to write me palancas. But I also learned that the challenge is to go out of Days and live the Days experience. It should be no problem if you’re a real Dazer, because “There is nothing in this world that you and Kuya Jess can’t handle together.”

  

   After that experience came the shocking election of myself as Org Head. I didn’t have the experience or the knowledge on how to run an org, but still I went on anyway. Then, I was forced by the outgoing Socio-Spiritual Cluster Head to run for his vacant position. At first I didn’t want to, but my Days experience taught me to treat every event in my life as a gift, so I ran and got elected as the Socio-Spiritual Cluster Head. I attended a series of talks and leadership seminars informing us of our jobs and I realized what I got myself into. I was in charge of all 7 religious organizations and I got in one of the most dynamic sub-councils of the Sanggu-Hs. I had never experienced anything like that before. After a summer of working with my co-Cluster Heads in preparation for SY 2004-2005, I’m glad I was forced by the outgoing Socio-Spiritual Cluster Head to run. Call it a blessing in disguise, call it a wolf in sheep’s clothing, call it whatever you want. All I know is, through talking about the CSO’s (Council Of Student Organizations) aims and thrusts, through enjoying and working at the same time in our 3-day planning session in Antipolo, through typing up org write-ups, through beating deadlines, through contacting all the orgs under me, through making backdrops, I have come to realize one thing: This is what service is all about. We are here to serve people. They might not see and appreciate everything you’ve done for them, you might not even see the spotlight on you every so often, but at the end of the day, there is this funny feeling in yourself that makes it all worth it.I guess doing the right thing does that to you most of the time.

  

   After all these, I’m now accidentally in love, in love with God and in love with the work that is before me for SY 2004-2005. I now have a reason to go to school, I now see why I have to go to Mass, everything seems much clearer now. I have reason to believe in a wise man called Father Arrupe who said, “Fall in love, stay in love, and it will decide what gets you out of the bed in the mornings, it will decide what gets you through the day, it will decide everything.” Fall in love, stay in love. It works. 

 

FYI: This is my essay for the Ateneo College Entrance Test. :)


Sunday, June 13, 2004

Your Eyes

It's amazing..

How your eyes can express everything without a single word..
Yet it takes a million words to describe them..
How your eyes can tell me exactly how you're feeling..
Yet I really can't say what I'm feeling..
How your eyes look like stars which just sparkle everytime I tell you things..
How your eyes make my heart jump..
How your eyes make me long for more..
Even though I've already lost myself in them..
How your eyes are the first things I wish to see in the morning..
How your eyes amaze me..
How your eyes draw me..
How your eyes leave me breathless..
How your eyes make me miss you..
And I could not ask for more..



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