11 minutes
Gio: I dunno what i could do in 11 minutes. I could start making my calculus homework or my english paper, but wait, botany seems to be more fun. I could watch a plethora of 30 second tv commercials or eat my favorite cake. what is 11 minutes in this world for us? It seems like we don't notice that 11 minutes have passed us by. 11 minutes..so an ant's bite from time's eternal ticking. Well, i think you could make that 11 minutes more meaningful and not just be buried in the deep recessess or your subconciousness. Spend time with someone special or make something wacky or downright stupid. That 11 minutes will be something that you will remember as you grow older and hey, that same 11 minutes may be something that you share with someone to. And ny the way...speaking of 11 minutes, read Paolo Coehlo's new book and you'll find something on how to spend that 11 minutes..(*wink)
Imman: Hm.. I really havent finished reading 11 minutes yet mainly because of ES handouts, lit plays and filipino reading assignments.. Read Fest pare.. hehe.. anyways.. since I could not comment on the importance of 11 minutes.. (maybe on a later entry..) I would like to share an excerpt from paolo coehlo's eleven minutes.. here's an entry from Maria's diary on the day she met the swiss man..
Everything tells me that I am about to make a wrong decision, but making mistakes is just part of life. What does the world want of me? Does it want me to take no risks, to go back where I came from because I didnt have the courage to say "yes" to life?... Ive realized that sometimes you get no second chance and that it's best to accept the gifts the world offers you.... of course it is risky... If I must be faithful to someone or something, then I have first of all to be faithful to myself. If im looking for true love, I first have to get the mediocre loves out of my system. The litle experience of life I've had taught me that mo one owns anything, that everything is an illusion... Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them. And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking for things that arent mine; it's best to live as if today were the first or last day of my life...(coehlo 26) - kelangan ba may ganito? ayoko maplagiarism..
hm.. wise words from a wise man.. My friend jeric was looking for an entry about love.. but I was lost for words... I felt like jomari the time he broke up with ara. I couldnt express my thoughts with my own words.. I wanted to sing a song like jomari but Coehlo's words seem to encapsulate my thoughts. hm.. maybe next time when I would be as expressive and as verbose as coehlo.. and maybe if I gain more experience and insights.. then I could write my own entry about love..
Imman: Hm.. I really havent finished reading 11 minutes yet mainly because of ES handouts, lit plays and filipino reading assignments.. Read Fest pare.. hehe.. anyways.. since I could not comment on the importance of 11 minutes.. (maybe on a later entry..) I would like to share an excerpt from paolo coehlo's eleven minutes.. here's an entry from Maria's diary on the day she met the swiss man..
Everything tells me that I am about to make a wrong decision, but making mistakes is just part of life. What does the world want of me? Does it want me to take no risks, to go back where I came from because I didnt have the courage to say "yes" to life?... Ive realized that sometimes you get no second chance and that it's best to accept the gifts the world offers you.... of course it is risky... If I must be faithful to someone or something, then I have first of all to be faithful to myself. If im looking for true love, I first have to get the mediocre loves out of my system. The litle experience of life I've had taught me that mo one owns anything, that everything is an illusion... Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them. And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking for things that arent mine; it's best to live as if today were the first or last day of my life...(coehlo 26) - kelangan ba may ganito? ayoko maplagiarism..
hm.. wise words from a wise man.. My friend jeric was looking for an entry about love.. but I was lost for words... I felt like jomari the time he broke up with ara. I couldnt express my thoughts with my own words.. I wanted to sing a song like jomari but Coehlo's words seem to encapsulate my thoughts. hm.. maybe next time when I would be as expressive and as verbose as coehlo.. and maybe if I gain more experience and insights.. then I could write my own entry about love..
posted by imman and gio at 9:41 PM
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