Ondoy is a disastrous distraction

Friday night, September 25, I slept at around 5am.  Still crying as usual.  Its almost my honey’s 40 days and I haven’t coped yet.  Mama woke me up at around 9am.  She said we should pack up because the water was rising.  Sure enough I didn’t have to panic.  Its been more than 40years since it last flooded here (or so she says). more…

A little bit of Henry and Clare

The Time Travelers Wife

The Time Traveler's Wife

I read about “The Time Traveler’s Wife” from an ebook I got online.  I immediately start reading it.  At first, I breeze through it only when I have free time.  Recently, I’ve been wanting to finish it!

Today was a bit of another hustle and bustle day plus some additional irritating daily stuff that I just didn’t want to completely give into.  I woke up at 5AM to prep up for my sister’s second college entrance exam.  (I sometimes wonder if I have to do this again sometime soon).  She’s gearing up for USTET.  Exam starts at 8AM.

My honey was completely kind enough to fetch us and guide us to the right building, as you see, its his Alma Mater after all.  Earlier on, he’s been complaining about some pains and frequent sneezing.  Later this morning, he’s got fever.  He was flaming hot while we were out in Quiapo killing time.  This got me worried.  After taking a capsule of bioflu, I urged that we went back to UST to rest at the carpark.  It was pretty hot in there and seriously, if you’re not at all tired and sleepy, you wouldn’t imagine yourself wanting to wait and sleep out in your car.  Ours was the complete opposite.  Tired, sleepless / feverish, my honey and I dozed off.  I was knocked out, almost all senses were blocked out.  As far as I can recall, I was dreaming and in another far away land.. again. more…

Xmas thoughts

For years now, I have been working on my simbang gabi devotion.  Every 16th to the 24th, my sister and I have been faithful to our promise to complete the 9days Misa de Galeo.  This season, I really feel kinda weird. I’m wondering why on earth I’m not feeling the Xmas spirit.  Its not like I feel like I’m being a grinch of some sort, its just that the season and its spirit of joy and giving is definitely not sinking into me.

Every dawn since the 16th, I have been waking up at around 2:30am and get ready for the 3:00am mass.  Its been my nature to wake up first before my sis.  Though my eyes looked puffy from lack of sleep and that chronic tiredness from slaving daily at the office, I wonder why I still got the courage and strength to go to Mass.  more…

Dear Lord

Dear Lord,

I am not strong, but I feel I want to be strong everyday I wake up.  Make me a strong person  for the ones who depend on me.

I am not happy, but give me reason to be happy.  The world is full of beautiful things.  If I cannot use my eyes, open them please.  I want to appreciate the goodness in the things that you’ve given mankind.

I am full of negative, but I want to be optimistic.  Give me a light, kind and generous heart so that I may feel that the world is not my burden and I shall be free of this pain.

I am weak.  I wake up tired, and end up tired from everyday’s work too.  I pray you bless me with strength to overcome this weak sensation.  I do not need to infect the people around me with a gruesome attitude due to tiredness.

Lord, fill me with goodness everyday, that I may be able to restore goodness into my surroundings too.

Amen.

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Battle of thoughts

I thought I’d never hear myself say it, though I do think of it everyday as I try to brush aside the idea of leaving, I always think: “I’m not a quitter.”. Yes, I’d love to say it one more time… “I’m not a quitter.” The true winner knows his/her limitations. And loving oneself never meant quitting.

I am at this point in time, when as I write this post, I picture myself sitting here with an angel on my right and a devil at the left. But you know, I don’t want to listen to them. I am also at this point in time that Good and Evil has been into me. This is the exact moment that I shall play by Evil’s game and give into my human weaknesses, but go for the Good of loving my human nature.. after all, my body is the temple of God and my human soul is the fountain of Good. I will give in to tiredness and to lost of hope, in the light that I shall learn to give myself a break and start all over again… soon. more…

First Mass

The preparation

Yesterday was a very tiring day for me and my honey. We went to Greenhills, and spent the day looking for presents to give. We ended up feeling like we’ve never know how it is to take a quiet sit in one corner. At first the malls looked barren without people, as we arrived early at malls yesterday.. then it ended as though, there was no more space left to move!

Yes, feet aching and all, we got home (finally) and had a very much needed sleep. My day today began at 2:05AM. I was actually having a dream that a friend was ignoring me. It gave me a sad feeling. This feeling that you miss someone, but know that you are no longer a part of your friend’s life and is intentionally killing you from knowing the fact that you can never be a part of that life again.. Sigh.. more…

My hands are small

In the wee hours of the morning.. it was silent.. clicking sounds from the keyboard and rushing work to beat deadlines.  How I wish I had more hands.  My mind could try to imagine my work done, but my hands can’t cope.  I wish I could type faster.  I grab the mouse and my wrist hurt.  Its hurting from overwork.
I squint at the glowing monitor amidst the dark living room with sleeping bodies.  My family soundly sleeping at the hours while I work and wipe my teary eyes from overworking.. from staring too hard at the monitor and its small blurry letters.  Seems like my glasses are a bit smoky or just plain dirty.  I wipe the lenses clean, but to no avail. more…

What a happy day

All the while, I thought I’d never be writing a happy thought. But, here I am now smiling as I pour my heart out into this small space in the internet.

What a happy day it is! Though I may be lacking sleep, I have been looking forward to something. A happy feeling. Yes, the thought that I’d get to talk to a friend whom I missed had carried me throughout my long and tedious day. It didn’t matter if I wasn’t able to comb my hair as I ran outside the house to catch the first ride.. It didn’t matter if the sun was too hot at 8am.. It didn’t matter if I was kinda late.. I was just wanting to hear from a friend. more…

The violin

My mornings start with the urge to sleep.  (Isn’t it ironic??)

I had to get there first!  I have to be there before they arrive!  It was 07:10 and the meeting time is 07:30, and I haven’t left yet! Of course, you knew the next thing I did, was take the cab. :P (though from my place to UP is such a quick travel)

There were seven of us going to the UP Youth For IT Congress and our meeting place is at the Vinzons Hall, since most of them are not familiar with the UP Diliman Campus.  It was the first time we went out to attend a seminar/training/congress.  I was enjoying it though it was really quite hot outside and we were running out of seats.  Since we were interested with topics that’ll start by 11AM, we went to CASAA to grab some substantial breakfast.  When we got back, instead of being seated in the UP Theatre, we were then assisted to be seated in the Film Institute.  Finally we were comfortable with our seats.  We had the AM snacks, then lunch at Chocolate Kiss. more…

I rant

“The art of being happy lies in the power of extracting happiness from common things.”
- Henry Ward Beecher

I know it should be easy. It is easy to laugh at a very simple joke. It is also easy to smile at someone who smiles at you. But why can’t I?

I met someone in a donut store just some few months back. From that time on, I have been smiling at him whenever I’d see him in the mall. He has this happy smile on his face that makes me question my own happiness. The first time I met him, I received a good news, one that really excited me that much. Just two days ago, fancy we met him in the donut store again. As it was like the first time we saw him, we had a very light and warm conversation. If you’d just know the truth, we aren’t close friends, but we’ve been sharing personal stories. When I see him, I always have this feeling that he’s an angel… coming to me when I need him. more…