0 Blame it on GranMa

Thanks to the borrowed courage from GranMa I was able to tell him how I feel.
Good thing there were no awkward morning after conversations about it.

Never again will I drink GranMa. It is a promise.

1 Recovery

A week after the mind boggling comprehensive exams, am still barking like a dog (not good) though I (think) I already had enough rest to relax my thoughts of any Communication related concepts and what nots.

Hell yeah, a few more days and I'll be completing most of my papers.


Btw, chopping of some of my crowning glory's unwanted inches and shaping my unibrow made me feel lighter than ever. Though my frizzy hair is still a prob, I am, however, loving the riot of my curls...think I have to buy a good ol' round hairbrush and a good styling product to tame the mane. :)

0 Appreciation

A reason to enjoy my work (no matter how shitty it could be at times)

Working at your own pace
In your own comfort zone

Just like now.

The busy streets of Makati on the background+hot tea+free wifi access+great sounds = chillaxing work mode

Simple, yes.
Shallow, yes.
Tranquil, definitely. :)

0 Tiny Creations Called Babies

Visiting a nursery and seeing little adorable babies makes me envy green of their parents. Wish I could have one without experiencing the pains of labor and delivery. Oh well, there is adoption but they say seeing the face of your child suffices all the birth pains a mom endures.

Too my future Aykah or Itoh...
In time my dearest, we will be together...:)

0 And she joins the world

She's almost at the finish line. Zooming out to nine months of wait while zooming in to years of motherhood.

Congratulations!

0 This made me teary eyed

This ain't about the published article that I wrote. What made me teary eyed is the thought that someone's more than willing to tell the world that am capable and that she's proud of me and my work (she photographed my article and uploaded it in Facebook, in the caption she stated how proud she was of my work). What even surprised me is that she won't bother uploading her own portraits (she's a total cam whore) but she made an effort to go online an make a folder showcasing the magazine article I wrote.


(a photo hacked from her FB account)

That lifted my almost doomed self-confidence.

Call me stupid, but yeah I was a lil 'jahe' over what she did (it really aint necessary) but hey it made me realized how loved I am.

Just what I need to start my next quarter life on a good note...

And to you my precious friend...gracias!

0 Unreliable Ako. Bow,

Ipinagkakanulo na ako ng mga luhang pilit sumisilay sa aking mata. Manhid na ang pakiramdam. Pagod na ang isip na umintindi. Na pagbulayan kung sino ang tama, ano ang mali o saan nagkamali. Mahirap pakitunguhan ang damdaming samu't-sari. Hindi pa man nakakapagsalita'y pagod na ang mga labing usalin ang mga paliwanag.

Unreliable.

Sa totoo lang, hindi ko na alam kung saan lululugar, kung paano makikitungo. Siguro nga'y sadyang hindi ko binigyang pagpapahalaga kung ano mang bagay ang meron ako. Ngunit paano mo pahahalagahan ang isang bagay na sa simula pa'y minarkahan ka na. Na alam mong kahit anong pilit mong ipakita ang iyong kakayahan ay hindi yun magiging sapat upang umabot ka sa standard. Maaring masyado akong naging "petiks."

Sabi nga, sa isang libong tamang iyong gagawin, ang isang pagkakamali ay magdudulot ng lamat na higit sa dami ng tamang naipakita. Sadya bang mas madaling sabihin ang panlilibak kesa umusal ng papuri't pasasalamat?

Siguro nga'y sadyang balat-sibuyas lamang ako, o di kaya'y nasaling ang pride. Aminado akong nakagawa din naman ako ng pagkakamali. Siguro nga'y mas naging matimbang ang aking mga pagkakamali.

Isisi na lang natin ang lahat sa akin ng matapos na ang rigodon...

0 Days Short Before 2010

Working my way to having a better and more fruitful year ahead.
WoW from someone in the land of maple leaves:

"If it's not working already, learn to let go..."

I will in a...
Month
Week
Day.

1 Click!

I know am still sloppy in terms of using my new baby but still lemme share to you some pics

0 The List

The latest members of my gadget/goodies kingdom

a.) Canon EOS 1000d
b.) Boxing uniform
-- Nike Cross Trainers
-- Yellow Hand Wraps
-- Boxing Shorts
c.) Red Swatch watch (got it for free baby!)
d.) 350 gig Fujitsu HDD
e.) A Starbucks planner

Wish list:

a.) A pair of purple 8oz Twin gloves
b.) Coffee maker
c.) Electric Fan
d.) Stove Top Oven
e.) DVD player

In the list which I made last year, here are my so-called accomplishments

a.) A Passport
b.) A Sun Cellular phone line
c.) Credit card approval
d.) A touch-screen mobile phone

And these are the things I miserably failed to do: (very lazy me)

a.) Submit my masteral requirements on time
b.) Get an SSS ID
c.) Visit NHMF regarding our home mortgage
d.) Settle dad's death claim
e.) Open a bank account

1 Inked

I now dub thee
"Water-bearing Hibiscus"

0 That salty water from the windows of one's soul

Working from home over the past month has given me a lot of idle time to reminisce the things that occurred this year. It is ending anytime soon but I feel like there are still a lot of heart-stopping moments about to unleash. With all those emotionally-challenging events, it is but amazing that tears were never a constant companion. In fact, it swayed away from stinging my eyes. One of the two, am already too numb or past circumstances had already molded me to become strong.

This coming thanksgiving, am planning to run away somewhere far. I know that island is such a happening place but to be in the company of strangers for days somehow gives me that inner peace since I don't have to deal with explaining myself. I could cry by the shore or sit by the rocks, write things in the sand, have my body tattooed and nobody would give a shit.

And yes, I miss the feeling of having cried my heart out... It makes me feel better. Guess I've cried my share when pappy left... :(

0 Solitude

While...

~raindrops kept pouring outside like there's no tomorrow
~everyone's getting married or preparing for motherhood
~some are enjoying being with their love

Here I am...

~ listening to the rhythm of the rain
~ sipping a hot cup of coffee
~ enjoying the bliss this solitude brings in the land I call 'home'

Alas! Life though not perfect but indeed at its finest... :)

1 Preso Kalayaan

Bukas, sa isang pirasong papel ay lalagda ako upang maging ganap na isang taumbahay.
Madami pa ang maaring mangyari, pero ang alam ko, siguro'y paraan na ito upang magsimula ako ng bago, mas bago. Ilang taon ko na ring iniinda ang mumunting kirot na hatid ng paligid na aking ginagalawan sa nakalipas ng dalawang taon. Sadyang kaybilis lumipad ng mga sandali. Heto ako ngayon at kumakawala sa bangungot ng kahapon, hindi sa paraang patakas bagkus marahil ay natapos ko na ang takdang taning upang inidahin lahat ng pait at makamtam ang kalayaang sadyang dapat ay matagal ng napasaakin. Malungkot ang maging tila preso sa apat na sulok ng aking tahanan ngunit na nakalipas na panahon ay naging piping saksi ang mga pader nito sa mga hikbi at luhang aking pilit na kinukubli sa mata ng madla. Sigurado, maraming bagay akong hahanap-hanapin. Ang tunog ng kalyeng sa simula pa'y mababakasan na ng kaginhawahan. Ang mga nagkikislapang ilaw sa mga mall at gusaling aking araw-araw dinadaanan. Ang busina at usok ng tambutso mula sa mga pampasaherong bus. Ang pikikipagsiksikan sa MRT, pagpilit gumising ng maaga upang dumating lang din naman ng late sa trabaho. Samu't saring bagay na naging parte na ng aking pang araw-araw. Alam ko, hindi ito ibibigay sakin ng walang dahilan o kung walang buting idudulot. Marahil panahon na upang pagbulay-bulayan ko ang aking mga saloobin, mga paniniwala at mga adikhain. Hindi ako sumusuko, bagkus humaharap ako sa panibagong yugto ng aking buhay. Sa mga nakasalamuha, nakatalamitam, nakaututang-dila at nakasalsalan ko ng isip...SALAMAT.

Oo. Marahil ako'y tila magiging isang preso sa aking mumunting sulok. Pero ang pasyang ito'y mas magdudulot ng mas malalim na kalayaan sa aking puso't isipan.

Hanggang sa muli bayan ng komersyo...Salamat sa mga alaala...

1 Next Chapter Please

Shock was indeed an understatement.
Human I am. I won't pretend that everything's fine. I'll cry a tear or two, but after that, I know I'll be better and far stronger. No use to crying over spilt milk.
We are all matured enough to face another day.
And to move forward to a more colorful horizon.

Whatever is in store for me, que sera sera...

0 Try

Try honesty.
Really.
It ain't a bad thing.

0 Gonna Catch Yah

After waiting for weeks and tons of good reviews from family and friends, I decided to give in...

See yah later, alligator!

0 Bull's Eye

So me. Exactly. Thanks Amber!

1 Pluma

Minsan parang ayaw ko ng sumulat.
Bakit?
Dahil parang hindi ko rin naman makuha kung anong gusto nila
At alam ko rin namang
Markado na ako.
Na hindi ako sing-galing tulad nila.

Sabi ng isang kaibigan, wag daw mag-alinlangan
Dahil ang antas ng talino ay iba-iba
At tiyak mapapanglaw ang may lalang
Pag ang talento'y di pinagyaman.

1 Onion Layers

According to the Social Penetration Theory, getting to know a person and starting to build rapport is rapid at the start but it becomes slower when one starts getting deeper and already nearing the inner core of the other person, which could range from his deep dark secrets, emotions and deep-seated values. Just like an onion, it gets tightly packed on the middle. Getting to the core means dealing with the depth and breadth of the person, which can be really touchy.

There is also a point when one depenetrates in a relationship, let's say something bad happens and you decided to start staying away from the person. You get to move away from his inner to outer core little by little until such time you become plain old acquaintances.

Lately, it seems like this whole theory is getting on me, on the reverse side though.

Little by little, am starting to move inch by inch away to most people. Or so I think.

Or maybe the circumstances lead me to this feeling and that it is not I who is moving away but them.

And during this times, I abhor studying communication theories... :(