rants and raves May 3, 2007

rants:

1. Ukay2x used to be fun way back in high school, but now, my golly!  Foreign merchants have made a circus out of it.  It’s quite apparent that they are playing along our being “excited” when it comes to the rejects of the 1st world.

2. My beloved SE K700 has been giving me too much headache already.  First the battery charging (500 bucks), the joystick (700 bucks), and now, keys 3-6-9 and # are not working!!! On top of that, I carelessly submerged the spare 8310 in salt water!  Huhwat is it with me and cellphones?  Are my hands cursed when it comes to gadgets? Geez! I am stuck with an ancient version, but so far, has not failed me.

3. AC Milan defeated Manchester United on the UEFA Champions League semis.  How EVER could such a thing happened?  Well, the world knows how amazing Kaka is, but really, the top English team couldn’t even salvage a 3-0 defeat.  My heart is still breaking…

4. Nothing good on cable TV.

5. Maging Sino Ka Man being oh-so-dragging to the next level!  What is up with that?!?

raves

1. I’m finally done with my teaching demo. And all I can say is “not bad!”

2. Tatlong tulog na lang, Dumaguete na naman!

3. summer=shorts and slippers!!!!

4. Finally had the courage to drop the friendster blog…wasn’t that bad after all.  Whew! After all the melodrama…hahaha

5. The Sun and Sand and Sea….

6. Chocolates and cold water …lots and lots of cold water…

7. Making money out of old clothes, or clothes we no longer use..a.k.a. Garage Sale!

8. Badminton and endorphins!

9.  Ahhhhh, life!

count your blessings April 23, 2007

After months of tedious studying (just let me be, please!), and hours of excruciating lectures (okay, I admit, I did enjoy a couple of good ones…nerdo!), I, along with many other folks in this business, passed the recent CGFNS exam… hurrah for everybody! All glory goes back to the Lord. I honestly, have not been such a good girl, but still, The Man Up There was gracious enough to answer my prayers.

I can sometimes be such an ungrateful git. No cause could ever justify my nonchalant ways. However. deep inside, I do have a good and thankful heart. Really. A lot has been going on in my life lately that I wasn’t able to stop. breathe. and say thanks. But I really am thankful. Job offers left and right, opportunities to serve my God and serve my fellowmen, differences that were mended…my newly revised multiply (hahaha, mag plug ba naman!)…and of course, those things that are yet to come (my well-deserved and hard-earned bakasyon grande next month). So you see, I AM an immensely blessed kid. And every time I realize that, my cup overfloweth with thanks to the Lord.

why i love summer April 18, 2007

Summers..ahhhh!!! I can’t even begin to describe the feeling. It could be the laid-back atmosphere. Or the fact that I am born and raised on a tropical island(s). My love for the sun, sea and sand does not only happen during the post-March-pre-June season. It’s a love affair that lasts all year round. You know those days when you have a lot of things to say but fall short of being the articulate person you can sometimes be? Well, you just caught me having that said moment. So allow me to be ridiculously dull and let these pictures do most of the talking…

(above) White Island, Camiguin 2 years ago

White Island, Camiguin last weekend

What the hey?!? Can somebody puhlease! tell me what these capitalists are trying to do? I mean, okay, it sure could get HOT out there, but a few decent-looking huts will do just fine to protect mere mortals from skin cancer. The sight of such a sordid image broke my heart into pieces. Personally, the appeal of White Island isn’t just the white sand or the cool blue waters or the view…but it lies more on the feeling of blissful isolation and comforting peace she gives her sojourners. And I hope I’m speaking in behalf of the many who were charmed by the islet’s shores. Anyway, my mother told me that it was probably temporary, considering we were there shortly after holy week. I’m keeping my fingers crossed, though. Remember the capitalists I mentioned earlier?

…me header me borrowed from me multiply…

summer summmer summmmer April 17, 2007

my first widget post...hmph..can't seem to get this right though. i followed every step on the book.. somebody help me out please? thanks!

collide February 12, 2007

There is no particular reason why I chose to “disect” this song.  I was just listening to it a while ago and it just gave off this intense emotion (big thanks to how the music was building up to a climactic chorus).

Love IS an intense emotion.  It is also, in itself, an evolving matter that should not be rationalized.  They say when you start to feel the hurt, then you’ve felt what love is in its volatile form.  It is a given, because in relationships we sacrifice so many things.  Sacrifice means giving up something we hold on to as important and valued.  But like everything else in this world, things have to be in order and in a healthy balance.  You cannot hurt all the time, nor can you be in a perpetual blissful state.  It is but crucial to understand a few simple things:  honesty, trust, and a leap of faith.

With honesty you don’t have to be constantly in denial, with yourself and with the one you love.  It’s the key that frees you from your shackles, and enables you to sleep at night without any burden.  Trust releases you from unnecessary (and even the justifiable) paranoia.  It also makes you sleep peacefully at night. And that leap of faith, keeps you from missing out on the things that really matter.

I know these things because they’ve kept me on track (and sane!) for the past 5 years I’ve been in love.  I have been both hurt and happy, and experienced a couple of those intense emotions (and outbursts..hehehe), but every night, before I sleep, and every morning when the good Lord wakes me up, I’m still in love with same guy.

Where does “Collide” come in?  He told me he missed me when he heard the chorus.  That’s all.  (nahangal noh?…hehehe…but I meant every crap I said…really)

mr. imperfect = mr. right December 10, 2006

After such long, stunned, silence, I’ve returned…mwahahaha…

The sabbatical I took did not make me any wiser, though. In fact, it made me realize that the longer I think, the harder it is for me to put things into perspective, and write them down. Hence, I’ve given up on the whole “think before you leap” drama, and went home to taking a leap before actually thinking.  So here’s what’s currently inside my mind…

The perfect guy does not exist.  As human beings, it is but human nature to commit mistakes every once in a while, thus, making no one infallable.  However, it does not omit happiness, not at all… nor does it take away contentment.  It simply means that you can find the love of your life in somebody who’s short of being perfect.  I guess the reason why I’m saying all this is because I know a lot of people who are missing their chances at true love because they’ve set their bar up so high.  Some are just probably cautious from having their hearts broken, some are just too damn choosy, while others are just destined to be single…for the rest of their lives.

let me in, would ya please? October 30, 2006

People we love the most, have this tendency to “protect” us from whatever forces they deem hurtful. But the fact of the matter is, by doing so, they hurt us even more.  By believing that what we don’t know can’t hurt us, isn’t actually thinking.  Just being safe and stupid. 

why i write October 23, 2006

I write for many reasons, the apparent and the not-so-obvious. For one, I have always been a highly imaginative person filled with both concrete and abstract notions firing at rapid speed. This has come to my disadvantage, as much as it has to my advantage. You see, because of this, I am open to a lot of ideas, thus I tend to embrace a wider life picture. On the other hand, I easily get confused with this hazy mess that’s going on inside my pretty little head. Writing seems to put things into perspective. I can actually see what I’m thinking, and because I am able to process it again at another time, I have the privilege (and the agony) of correcting myself, or reinforcing what I initially believed in.

I think I wasn’t born this way– I wasn’t exactly born a writer. And I have yet to reach my full potential. At times, it has become a burden to punch in words that will mean something. Even with the presence inspiring ideas, it’s just difficult to come to terms with just a single train of thought, vis-a-vis a tangled web of sentiments. However, there are times when I’m in one with the keyboard. Just tapping away characters as they come to mind.

So why do I write? For many reasons, that’s for sure. Expression. Attention. Gratification. Learning experience. Journaling. Remembering. Passing time. But it’s basically just an outlet for whatever’s pent up inside my head (to avoid mental congestion, even if it’s not scientifically possible).

Why do you write?

happy ever afters October 20, 2006

I have always been a fan of happy-ever-afters. As a child, I grew up reading volumes of fairy tales and seeing most of them in technicolor, thanks to Mr. Walt Disney. From these humble beginnings, my idea of what love is– the romantic kind–was slowly taking shape.

A few years and all that magic is simply as it is: a figment of the imagination.

Don’t get me wrong. Love is good, in fact, it’s beyond good. But (yes, there’s always a “but”), it’s not all good. I’ve heard my friends talk, and myself think, and we all come up with the same conclusion. That based on what we’ve experienced and what we are going through, love was not picked out from glossy storybook pages.

it’s a trial and error thing October 13, 2006

There are two truths I’ve learned recently. You can’t really choose your friends AND you can’t say you don’t need one. 

We hear a lot of people tell us to be careful with who we hang out with and to be extra careful with who we trust our lives with.  But does it make any difference?  All my life, I’ve never made that an issue, but it’s really not a full-proof plan either.  Like everything else out there, friendship is a trial-and-error thing.  You get both the perks and the occasional peeves.  Nailing the perfect friend is a trivial pursuit, because in the end, all you get is crap.  It’s no shocker that friends have hurt me, betrayed me, talked behind my back and lied to my face.  But they’re still my friends.  On the other hand, I have friends who stood by me no matter what, who just listened to me when I needed them to do nothing else but that, who assured me that everything’s going to be okay. And I guess that’s reason enough to let people in, right? But it’s really more than that and to tell be honest, I can’t explain it yet. You may or may not admit it, people need people to get by. Even hermits? Hmmm…I am still to meet one.