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Then with a mesmerized eyes and half-opened mouth, his body would twitch into a convulsive dance he practiced for more than a week now. That's all because of Sean Kingston's "Beautiful girl" tune. He was disappointed as the commercial was cut short by the program and decided to resume his playing. So to cheer up the short-lived tiny dancer in him, I tried to sing the chorus of the song --  and it worked as he quickly danced with my singing. I was starting to like the song seeing my son's dancing, well that was until I sang the end part of the chorus, and stopped with realization... "Suicidal, suicidal"... Too young for that, I'll stick with Piolo's lyrics then. http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/224/Jas_Steps_and_the_Beautiful_Lyrics Tue, 25 Nov 2008 12:55:35 -0000 Wet Carton Sheet It rained hard on a Saturday afternoon as I was joining the linear crowd queuing to pass through the SBMA Bridge . People were whining and complaining on the unexpected turn of wet event. I was feeling irritated myself when something caught my eyes: Wet carton sheets, melting on the wet pavement. The sheets were dragged by the heavy footsteps of tired people passing by. At first it didn't occur to me how tragic the sight is -- It didn't occur to me, that the carton sheets belong to people in need of shelter, of clothing and of warm bed.  I imagined a few hours after the rain, that a wet shaking old beggar will look for her carton sheet, only to find it cold and fragmented into pieces -- just like her hopes and dreams. I saw the end the bridge, but it didn't end the gloom face I had. http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/223/Wet_Carton_Sheet Mon, 10 Nov 2008 14:48:41 -0000 Dark Knight : my 3d work <img style="width: 357px;height: 318px;" class="alignmiddleb" src="http://images.rsandagon.multiply.com/image/2/photos/32/1200x1200/13/batman.jpg?et=61MB8NE0GmljPfilGGcSiw&nmid=109600165" border="0">Done in Zbrush and Photoshop. http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/222/Dark_Knight_my_3d_work Sun, 9 Nov 2008 06:46:06 -0000 TEAM WACOM PHILIPPINES - 2D and 3D works by Ryan Sandagon Team WACOM posted my artworks at their group site. http://rsandagon.multiply.com/links/item/10/TEAM_WACOM_PHILIPPINES_-_2D_and_3D_works_by_Ryan_Sandagon Thu, 6 Nov 2008 14:09:48 -0000 A Week of Hospital Stories Jody caught Dengue, Typhoid Fever and some infections just last week. What followed was a blurred-adrenaline-rush situation I never imagined I'll be in. But I'd rather keep the experiences between me and Jody. I've compiled stories along the way, from Jody's sickness to recovery. :) -------------------- On the second night of Jody's sinusiodal fever, we've decided to go to a public hospital. We never imagined that the ER would be a loadful of stories to tell. As we waited for tests and medicines, I was able to observe real-life drama unfolding before my very eyes.LIQUID SUISA-SUICIDE: A half-naked man was rushed in the ER. He was pain-stricken, convulsive and was muttering curses in between groans. He was carried by two bare-footed men. The doctor immediately inquired what happened, and one of the bare-footed man answered "CHLOROX doc! Chlorox!" Turns out that the patient attempted suicide by swallowing a bottle of acid detergent. Minutes later, a woman hurriedly ran towards the ... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/221/A_Week_of_Hospital_Stories Sat, 1 Nov 2008 14:11:16 -0000 My Name Story All name rooted from a story. Mine was simple. I was named after the actor Ryan O'Neal. Mama would often tell me the story of O'Neal's movie "Love Story" which she enjoyed and watched while she was carrying me. She had a crush on the actor and decided him to be my 'katukayo'. Maybe hoping I could atleast get a genetic glimpse of his good looks. But they never imagined that Ryan O'Neal would lose his fame to drug addiction. This morning, he was in the news again. He was arrested in his Malibu house and charged with felony drug possession. But what made the news worse, was that he was using drugs with his son. I looked at Jajas while he was silently watching a movie, and decided to join him. What's with the name anyway... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/220/My_Name_Story Fri, 17 Oct 2008 17:05:29 -0000 Chapter Exams & Assorted Jas Stories CHAPTER EXAM Jas perfected his chapter exams as usual, but one funny thing we've noticed at the top of the test paper was the teacher-corrected-misspelled name . It reads: JULINA instead of Julian. He must've swapped the A and the N, probably too eager to answer the exam...or.. Nope, not my son. :) ---------------------- PLAYING AND PRAYING While playing the "Bug's Life" game, I told Jas that I might not be able to play longer than he wanted because my wrist was a bit broken. I asked if he could pray that I could finish the game. He knelled down the chair, clasped his hands and said "Lord, bigyan mong strength kamay ni Dada na makalaro po, amen". Then the game began, and I obviously lost it. "Sorry anak, di ko na kaya" I told him. I was waiting for him to feel sad about it, but instead he showed a gleeful smile with a very enthusiastic statement: "Ok lang Dada, napray ko ng hands mo. Makakalaro ka na ulit!". So I played; Me and my silly suggestion. ---------------------- CRIB Jas still d... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/219/Chapter_Exams_Assorted_Jas_Stories Tue, 14 Oct 2008 18:46:18 -0000 Me & My Guitar 1 Just a jamming session with my guitar... Covers of Pare Ko, Line to Heaven and http://rsandagon.multiply.com/music/item/38/Me_My_Guitar_1 Mon, 13 Oct 2008 16:23:02 -0000 A tiny prick of the soul I got pricked by a broken tiles yesterday The tiny sliver pierced the soft flesh between my middle finger's nail and skin. I was numb. I waited for the pain. My heart began to jump into ecstatic rhythm My pulse resonated like an earthquake I saw the slow circles of red spots forming beneath my translucent nail I enjoyed the tiny impulse of feeling It was foreign -- unwelcome yet something I provoked My mind suggested panic but I was obsessed and mesmerized by the experience Suddenly the empty numbness and the secluded sadness replaced by something lively, challenging, painful It made me realize that I was still capable of hurting capable of feeling capable of longing for something I was still breathing the unpleasant air from the restroom I smiled and walked out for help http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/218/A_tiny_prick_of_the_soul Mon, 13 Oct 2008 09:58:01 -0000 Tekken Drawing: Jin Transformation Just another doodle while taking a break from my work Tablet and PS -- 2.5 hours. <a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO5XWQoKCEMAAHOhOWw1"></a><a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO5XzQoKCEMAAHtqVmk1"></a><a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO5YWQoKCEMAAAawhxg1"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rsandagon.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO5YWQoKCEMAAAawhxg1/jinTexture.jpg?et=fpicpvoplFUZvjNClDg5wQ&nmid=0" border="0"></a><a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO5XzQoKCEMAAHtqVmk1"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rsandagon.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO5XzQoKCEMAAHtqVmk1/jinBlue.jpg?et=xxN3GpFKU1e4Nv9Mb5gRhg&nmid=0" border="0"></a><a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SO5XWQoKCEMAAHOhOWw1"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rsandagon.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SO5XWQoKCEMAAHOhOWw1/jin.jpg?et=MgyLMf%2Bq23clXr97BjWvOA&nmid=0" border="0"></a> http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/217/Tekken_Drawing_Jin_Transformation Thu, 9 Oct 2008 19:19:34 -0000 Baby Jorel: Our Superman in a Better Place If you were given a few months to live, how would you live it? -- I would live my life the way my 3-month old pamangkin did: To be a miracle. When baby Jorel was brought home after 3 weeks incubation at the hospital, we knew that he was fragile due to premature birth. He was the opposite of the fictional Superman. Yet he was the strongest person I've finally met -- and the most sincere in giving smiles, as if saying "Hi tito, nice to meet you. I love you too." If he was in pain, he never showed it and indulged himself in the pleasure of drinking milk instead. We would often tease him, "pataba ka baby ah" and he would flash a broken smile something between laughter and whining. Last Friday, Ate tet (baby Jorel's mom) was happier than usual. Baby baby Jorel is getting a bit fatter and his legs and feet were chubbier. Sadly, the happiness was temporary; As it turns out, baby Jorel's lower body was starting to swell: a symptom of kidney failure. He was rushed in the hospital that evening and... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/216/Baby_Jorel_Our_Superman_in_a_Better_Place Wed, 8 Oct 2008 01:54:22 -0000 Bluer than Blue Covers Just an attempt to revive a sad song. Enjoy!   <a href="http://www.imeem.com/rsandagon/music/DUKkDQnH/dords_bluerthanbluemp3/">bluerThanBlue.mp3 - dords</a> http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/215/Bluer_than_Blue_Covers Mon, 6 Oct 2008 16:44:28 -0000 Oct 06 Grow ----------------------- I woke up alone thinking about you I figured I'll walk still thinking about you If ever I've told you before that the feeling was never unsure I know that you'll start believing that something inside us have grown I know that deep inside believing that love has really grown You woke up alone thinking about me you figured you'd smile remembering how funny the things that I've told you before and the feeling was never unsure I know that you will start believing that something inside us have grown I know that deep inside believing that love has really grown (Interlude) Grow.. Now we're together the day is complete love We figured we'd talk until we fall asleep love althought the world is a bit unsure about tomorrow but still I know that every time we're thinking about each other love will still grow <a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/CreateWidgetAction.ns?type=0&objectid=bddc1195-e48a-4909-8106-589c480f95ae">     Get this widget </a>|<a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com/doc/bddc1195-e48a-4909-8106-589c480f95ae/love-grows---Ryan/?widget=flash_player_esnips_blue">     Track details  </a>|<a align="center" style="color: rgb(255, 102, 0);text-decoration: none;" href="http://www.esnips.com//adserver/?action=visit&cid=player_dna&url=/socialdna">         eSnips Social DNA &nbs... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/214/Oct_06 Sun, 5 Oct 2008 17:11:28 -0000 My son's very first medal - first honor, first quarter, first BOW! I grabbed this from Jody's youtube. She directed/edited/music scored/taught/gave birth etc... Enjoy! bow http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/213/My_sons_very_first_medal_-_first_honor_first_quarter_first_BOW Sun, 5 Oct 2008 16:54:19 -0000 otso otso I'm down... d o w n down below my usual self. That's why I have to psyche myself on thinking about the good things happening now: 1. I finished my 2.5 years of Masters education in Business Management. 2. I just bought a PSP for my gaming pleasure. 3. Jajas makes everyday a funny learning experience -- and he is waaaaaay smarter than me when I was young. Imagine a 4-year old kid who can explain the idea behind a time machine - and he does this before you can even say his name. 4. Jody laughs more now, even at my corniest jokes - and we enjoy walking outside again. Especially that her birthday is nearing just the corner of this weekend :) 5. Chrismas is playing on the radio -- and it's more than enough to make my childhood happiness spark again. I can't still think of other season more cheerful than Christ's birthday. 6. I still find time to write this blog despite the ballooning responsibilities. I can't believe that a few minutes of sleeping will be a source of guilt. I miss the time when my mam... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/212/otso_otso Fri, 3 Oct 2008 16:10:46 -0000 Prince of Persia: A Drawing Style/Mood: Prince of Persia, Desert Warrior Tools: Tablet, Photoshop and Camera Hours: 1.5 hrs<a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOKDZwoKCEMAAFvYn0s1"></a><a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOKDjgoKCEMAABfsgmE1"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rsandagon.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOKDjgoKCEMAABfsgmE1/princeOfPersia1.jpg?et=%2CHaina2lqWCgn96uJpptqg&nmid=0" border="0"></a> This was supposed to be an underwater scene, but then I can't stop creating lighting effects...must stop!!!! argghh! <a href="http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/hi-res/upload/SOKDZwoKCEMAAFvYn0s1"><img class="alignleft" src="http://images.rsandagon.multiply.com/image/1/photos/upload/300x300/SOKDZwoKCEMAAFvYn0s1/princeOfPersia3.jpg?et=vz5QnKbZ3Lu9SckfOoN%2CLQ&nmid=0" border="0"></a> http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/211/Prince_of_Persia_A_Drawing Tue, 30 Sep 2008 20:00:30 -0000 Remembrance: A Fiction It was solid black as the wave splashed through the shore. The sound of the silent rain was tolerable against her ears, and the cold damp sand was making millions of tiny pressure against her bare feet. She never took notice of the young lovers who passed by nor the fishermen trying to get the early morning catch. She was still as the wet boulders around here. In her time, she was walking with the woman she love. They were talking about the dark clouds then about the beach -- and then they weren't talking at all. But it was a fruitful conversation, healthy for their young souls. They smiled and laughed every once in a while, as they find wordless humor. Then it began to rain. Both of them looked up as if asking for more water. Silently, the older woman smiled at her daughter. It was time to go. Then slowly she opened her eyes and she knew her mom will always be there: in the beach, in the rain and in her heart. http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/210/Remembrance_A_Fiction Tue, 16 Sep 2008 09:41:58 -0000 Mama Mary's Birthday: A Jas Story Jody told me a funny story about Jas today. Our son, hurriedly running away from class, shouted excitedly, "BIRTHDAY NI MAMA MARY NGAYON !!!!!." Jody was curious on why Jas was a bit ecstatic -- and she got the answer as they walk away from the class room. My son quickly asked his mom " Saan ang birthday party mama?" Jody laughed and answered "Sa heaven" http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/209/Mama_Marys_Birthday_A_Jas_Story Mon, 8 Sep 2008 13:43:44 -0000 How Santa Died We called him Santa, resembling Father Christmas. His hair formed a bush of disarray. His often pouted mouth hidden underneath the gray mustache. His small cold eyes peering under the spectacles. He was perfect for the role --  But he lived a life not even close to the saint. He drank liquor like water - 1 Rhum every meal, and a red horse in between. He wore an unclean sando and shorts everyday; though he seemed to have enough money to buy him a decent meal and boose to last the whole day (Some said it came from his military pension) He muttered curses complaining about his joint pains and muscle aches. He cursed and often made fun of other customers in the "Bat Stop". He even made fun of our group, often referring to us as the "One very HAppy group!" with a bash of sarcastic laughter. He was grumpier than most old men I knew - probably because he was a foreigner living in a place strange to him. It was a common scene that we ignore his annoying insults everyday. And yet he spent... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/208/How_Santa_Died Mon, 8 Sep 2008 08:05:11 -0000 How I might have broken the E-heads <img style="width: 193px;height: 199px;" class="alignleft" src="http://i10.photobucket.com/albums/a116/cge/Eraserheads1.jpg" border="0">This is a narcissistic write-up of a conspiracy theorist who is way out of his mind. So read away while you've got a chance :) ------------ It was in my third year in UP Diliman that I got the chance to be up,close and personal with the e-heads: I was part of a group who would interview the band. It was a simple requirement in a comm III (speech) subject. I remember spending cash for preparing and faxing questionnaire to the band. It nearly ate my 1 month allowance. But it was worth the try, since Karin, the band manager then, arranged a short meeting after one of the band's gig. She only asked us not to dwell on topics about the band's college years. Apparently the band members were a bit sensitive about not being able to pursue their college courses - or maybe they just don't want to talk about old times. Equipped with a tape recorder and a questionnaire, we headed into the gig simply like 5 students lost between doing a homework and partying at a bar. Karin was kind enough to let us... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/207/How_I_might_have_broken_the_E-heads Mon, 1 Sep 2008 17:44:44 -0000 Gavin Rossdale - Love Remains The Same A thousand times I've seen you standing Gravity like lunar landing You make me wanna run till I find you I shut the world away from here I drift to you, you're all I hear As everything we know fades to black Half the time the world is ending Truth is I am done pretending I never thought that I Had anymore to give You're pushing me so far Here I am without you Drink to all that we have lost Mistakes we have made Everything will change But,love remains the same I find a place where we escape Take you with me for the space The city buzz sounds just like a fridge I walk the streets through seven bars I have to find just where you are The faces seem to blur They're all the same Half the time the world is ending Truth is I am done pretending I never thought that I Had anymore to give You're pushing me so far Here I am without you Drink to all that we have lost Mistakes we have made Everything will change But love remains the same So much more to s... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/video/item/13/Gavin_Rossdale_-_Love_Remains_The_Same Sat, 30 Aug 2008 16:36:28 -0000 Rain, MRT and the Comfort of a Stranger I was a college sophomore, and it was raining hard as I was heading to the MRT station. I prefer the weather as I was comfortably protected by my big blue umbrella. "My kind of day", I thought. I looked around while the red traffic light blinked to yellow. The billboard greeted the rain with utmost pride, jeepney drivers became active shouting as more passengers waved and people were busily running away from wetness; All, except one. She was no older than me, probably a college student in UP as well. She was silently covered by the windbreaker. She remained still despite the hard rain pounding on her damp hair and wet face. Something inside me pushed to offer goodness. So I walk beside her and asked "Gusto mong sumukob?". I got a lot of free space in my umbrella. She was surprised and she looked at me curiously, probably thinking that it was a pick-up line of some sort, but she nodded and settled under my umbrella. She began shaking her head and body like a wet cat. It was funny seeing... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/206/Rain_MRT_and_the_Comfort_of_a_Stranger Wed, 27 Aug 2008 08:15:53 -0000 Moving Away From Christ I never talk about Christ in my blog, or my belief towards Christianity. I often tell people that I believe in one God and I try to detach myself with religion as much as possible. I know that people would find this principle a bit agnostic, but I still classify myself as a believer in Jesus. There is one story, however, that I always keep inside me. A simple vision/dream/imagination/thought when I was just about to get to high school. A vision that will forever haunt me. It was the summer of 1994, and as a part of my mom's requirement, I joined a Christian Life & Spirit Seminar (CLSS) session. I vaguely recall the speakers' speeches (although I recall an old lady reading in her speech how "Bed of Roses" by Bon Jovi was related to the devil because the title of the song was similar with the verse in the bible...hmmm), but I remember vividly the last part of the session. The priest, who was facilitating the activity, asked everyone to close their eyes and follow his instructions. It ... http://rsandagon.multiply.com/journal/item/205/Moving_Away_From_Christ Wed, 27 Aug 2008 05:23:17 -0000 Saddest Playlist Just another play list I have in deezer. Enjoy Discover <a href="http://www.deezer.com/en/radiohead.html">Radiohead</a>! http://rsandagon.multiply.com/links/item/9/Saddest_Playlist Sat, 9 Aug 2008 04:45:30 -0000 2008 Digital Drawings Collection of digital paintings I made this http://rsandagon.multiply.com/photos/album/32/2008_Digital_Drawings Sat, 9 Aug 2008 04:25:14 -0000 First Time Covers - (Lifehouse ) percussion: jamstudio.com guitars: me vocals: me great song from http://rsandagon.multiply.com/music/item/36/First_Time_Covers_-_Lifehouse_ Tue, 22 Jul 2008 17:03:06 -0000