The price we pay for freedom is to receive the attacks of
the captives, and live the loneliness of always flying
higher than others.
However, after initial struggles, like a light that
lights up on time, the free ones receives the company
of those that, somehow, also want it for themselves.
I do not believe myself like a slave of my past or the past of my culture.
I like to believe that my soul exists outside of time, and in space I can use my free will with good sense.
I´m not talking about Thelema, because I don´t need to go against no egregore.
All the great human stories that speak of enlightened people have my respect.
To be free is to smile, despite being in a dark room,
in one long night, misunderstood, rejected, alone.
With the landscape and its mysteries as the true school,
only real friendship and company, even only in memories,
we will never trully be slaves or prisioners.
I´m not talking about Gnosticism, because Inner knowledge can not be labeled, and perhaps the greatest illusion of man is to think that he can pass on what he lives within himself.
Grimoires, hermetic texts, magic cards, all these
materials are only one thing: the attempt to pass
what in man and woman just happens naturally.
We are not slaves if we realize the beautiful magic within us and around us, wanting to teach the mysteries to everyone.
All the good feelings we can feel with our hearts, despite of anything: kindness, gratitude, inner peace, are gates to our minds to reach the heavens.
We will be free, even while behind bars, if our consiousness is clean.
unearthing words from my heart
20 June 2010
19 June 2010
i am me :)
ok.
i do admit i'm not the hottest thing on the planet. and i do admit that sometimes, guys i date fall for me not because of how cute or pretty i am but because of the fun they have with me in terms of conversation and what not. (go ask them :P)
i think miranda (from sex and the city) put it best when she said "sexy is what they think of me after we've had a long conversation."
anyway, self-deprecating remarks aside, i'd like to think i'm not bad on the eyes. and while i can sure lose a few pounds, i don't think my weight will threaten any guy's car's shock absorbers. i'm healthy. i went to a good school and am hopefully going to be a full pledge businesswoman very very soon. i speak ok english and i'm fun to be with. i believe in god, and i have some savings in the bank. i'm paying for my own miscellaneous and i smell nice. i don't think your friends will laugh at you if they see you with me.
moral? nothing!! blame my mind set tonite :P
i do admit i'm not the hottest thing on the planet. and i do admit that sometimes, guys i date fall for me not because of how cute or pretty i am but because of the fun they have with me in terms of conversation and what not. (go ask them :P)
i think miranda (from sex and the city) put it best when she said "sexy is what they think of me after we've had a long conversation."
anyway, self-deprecating remarks aside, i'd like to think i'm not bad on the eyes. and while i can sure lose a few pounds, i don't think my weight will threaten any guy's car's shock absorbers. i'm healthy. i went to a good school and am hopefully going to be a full pledge businesswoman very very soon. i speak ok english and i'm fun to be with. i believe in god, and i have some savings in the bank. i'm paying for my own miscellaneous and i smell nice. i don't think your friends will laugh at you if they see you with me.
moral? nothing!! blame my mind set tonite :P
12 June 2010
happy birthday, person i deleted from my life.
several years ago, i celebrated the birthday of a person i christened my great love after a couple of days of hanging out and getting swimmingly along. few years after, i was pissed off, mad, and had made the unilateral decision to delete him from my life without any ceremony whatsoever. i was done, i wanted to move on, and there was nothing there that i wanted to go back to anymore. it was a bad decision borne out of impulse and, most likely, loneliness and therefore best chalked up to experience.
early this morning, while watching a movie that turns a woman's heart into jello, a friend reminded me of so-and-so's birthday. i had almost forgotten about it, but apparently the fate's won't let me. and so, now, almost halfway into ex-love birthday, i am choosing to remember the good things, the happy moments, and the friendship that was lovingly offered when i needed it the most.
with everyone boasting of countless of "friends" on facebook, one can't but help ask herself really what friendships are made of, and whether, when one realizes her car batteries has died, there'd be someone to pick her up and say it will be okay. there's always the looming question that even with the hundreds of names on my cellphone, there's someone there i could call when i'm too choked up to breathe from crying my heart out. with the ease of getting in touch via YM and skype and facebook chat, would any one of the people i can reach via these messenger-type technology be willing to listen to me as i, for the millionth time, complain about my complicated life?
maybe it's time for an apology to the boy who's celebrating his birthday today. maybe i was wrong for giving up on a friendship with you, after all, you did prove yourself a good friend when i was at a low point. and maybe it's time to acknowledge that friendships do not need technology but require actual time and presence to flourish. maybe it's time to thank new friends who met me when i was the most alone in my life and helped mold me into the strong, fearless, and (semi)confident single woman i now am.
to rav 0423
early this morning, while watching a movie that turns a woman's heart into jello, a friend reminded me of so-and-so's birthday. i had almost forgotten about it, but apparently the fate's won't let me. and so, now, almost halfway into ex-love birthday, i am choosing to remember the good things, the happy moments, and the friendship that was lovingly offered when i needed it the most.
with everyone boasting of countless of "friends" on facebook, one can't but help ask herself really what friendships are made of, and whether, when one realizes her car batteries has died, there'd be someone to pick her up and say it will be okay. there's always the looming question that even with the hundreds of names on my cellphone, there's someone there i could call when i'm too choked up to breathe from crying my heart out. with the ease of getting in touch via YM and skype and facebook chat, would any one of the people i can reach via these messenger-type technology be willing to listen to me as i, for the millionth time, complain about my complicated life?
maybe it's time for an apology to the boy who's celebrating his birthday today. maybe i was wrong for giving up on a friendship with you, after all, you did prove yourself a good friend when i was at a low point. and maybe it's time to acknowledge that friendships do not need technology but require actual time and presence to flourish. maybe it's time to thank new friends who met me when i was the most alone in my life and helped mold me into the strong, fearless, and (semi)confident single woman i now am.
to rav 0423
yet another happy shower something
well, while i was quite happy with the radox shower cream, i saw this and couldn't resist.
for one, daphne osena is an olay girl and we all know how she's one of my idols.
and second, come on, there's a promo. who can resist a good deal? i know i can't.
the come on: i will not deny it -- more than anything, i bought the product cause it's buy one take one. i guess there's something about the feeling that i'm getting a really good deal that makes me want to whip out my card to make a purchase, whether minor or major.
however, it also claims to fight the 7 signs of skin ageing while you shower. for someone who's not into lotions, body butters, and creams, being able to do something miraculous for my skin while doing something that i have to do anyway (like showering) is a good deal.
not bad, not bad at all.
the verdict: it's an olay product, so to begin with, there's the psychological aspect that something good is going to happen to my skin.
unlike the radox shower cream that you can spread using your own hands, you'll need a bath glove or something similar to make sure the product is evenly distributed and that it foams, otherwise, it'll be too thick on your skin and difficult to wash off. it does leave a lotion-like feeling even after washing it off, something a bit similar to the filmy feeling after you was using dove soap. then again, it might just be cause i was rushing and failed to totally wash it off. in that case, my bad.
i'm not sure about the scent -- first whiff isn't so pleasant, at least in my opinion. but as you shower, a different layer of the scent permeates and it turns into something that i like smelling on me. at first i thought it was just cause i'd gotten used to the radox and truly liked that, but on my second and third showers with this product, i still experienced the same dislike-like feeling about the scent. i guess i'll have to get used to it anyway.
did it make any difference? well, so far nothing discernible yet. will i buy it if it isn't buy one take one? i don't know. but is it something that i'll recommend? maybe. after all, it never hurts to experiment once in a while. ☺
*i availed of olay's buy one get one promo at takashimaya cold storage, $12 for both bottes.
how many friends i have...who are they
Great question huh?. Yeah, I know, I know. Even a person who is a talker needs to have a clear topic sometimes. Enough said. Now, let me answer the question. I am known to be a person who is not that friendly. I have only a small number of friends that I count on, and count on me, to be with through thick and thin. Counting all my friends, I only need my fingers and toes, and go through them only once. Heck! I might not even go through all of them.
Let's see, I have only less than the fingers in my right hand to count as my friends in my workplace, about the number of the fingers in my left hand, plus or minus one, from my college years, and definitely less than the number of my toes in my right foot to count my high school friends. I might not be able to use up my toes from my left foot and the remaining fingers and toes from the other three to count the friends that I have whom I have met through different circumstances.
As I've said, I'm not a friendly person. I often come out as arrogant and snobbish when people first meet me. It's just the way I am at first. People get turned off by that. The people that stick around to get to know me better become my friends. I think I'm a nice person, and a fairly presentable one at that, but sometimes people don't get the things that amuse me. Things that I do sometimes fail to amuse the onion-skinned. I guess, things would've been much different if I did have a sunny disposition always.
I love the friends that I have, and if I could have more of them, why not? I'm thankful for my friends. And I hope that they are thankful that they have me. :) Done.
Let's see, I have only less than the fingers in my right hand to count as my friends in my workplace, about the number of the fingers in my left hand, plus or minus one, from my college years, and definitely less than the number of my toes in my right foot to count my high school friends. I might not be able to use up my toes from my left foot and the remaining fingers and toes from the other three to count the friends that I have whom I have met through different circumstances.
As I've said, I'm not a friendly person. I often come out as arrogant and snobbish when people first meet me. It's just the way I am at first. People get turned off by that. The people that stick around to get to know me better become my friends. I think I'm a nice person, and a fairly presentable one at that, but sometimes people don't get the things that amuse me. Things that I do sometimes fail to amuse the onion-skinned. I guess, things would've been much different if I did have a sunny disposition always.
I love the friends that I have, and if I could have more of them, why not? I'm thankful for my friends. And I hope that they are thankful that they have me. :) Done.
PMS????
I often think of my self as a fairly easy to please person. I said fairly because I know that I can be such a baby at times and whine for something that I think I need to get at that time. But all in all, I worry some, I make some pass.
Lately, I've been starting to be irritable about very small things. Like the fact that someone moved my computer mouse from where it should be. My SO joked that I should conserve energy and not vent out for sometime, and I lashed at him. It's not that its unlike me to be irritable, but I think I am doubly so.
The truth is, I was exhausted last night because of the mouse issue that I had to get over in the morning and hundreds of little things that I should've let pass instead of ranting on. I don't know if its the flu, or if its PMS. But if I were someone else other than myself, I would run for cover just to avoid getting lashed by the wild woman.
Lately, I've been starting to be irritable about very small things. Like the fact that someone moved my computer mouse from where it should be. My SO joked that I should conserve energy and not vent out for sometime, and I lashed at him. It's not that its unlike me to be irritable, but I think I am doubly so.
The truth is, I was exhausted last night because of the mouse issue that I had to get over in the morning and hundreds of little things that I should've let pass instead of ranting on. I don't know if its the flu, or if its PMS. But if I were someone else other than myself, I would run for cover just to avoid getting lashed by the wild woman.
perspective
There comes a time in your life when you feel really bad about things that are happening to you and then God shows you that you have it better than someone else.
It may be a person of your age dying, a friend’s dad passing away, or a baby being born prematurely.
And today, Thank you Lord for the life you have given me. I’m sorry if I was complaining the past couple of days. Thank you for putting me in my rightful place
It may be a person of your age dying, a friend’s dad passing away, or a baby being born prematurely.
And today, Thank you Lord for the life you have given me. I’m sorry if I was complaining the past couple of days. Thank you for putting me in my rightful place
09 June 2010
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too foolish to be a fool
They claim that basically we know the result or consequences of our actions. Foolish as we are we still continue to do things that we don't like the outcome.
Alam naman natin na nakakataba ang pagkain ng madami pero masarap kumain and then we get stuck and complain with the effects of fats in our body.
Alam na naman na natin na kailangan dumaan sa foot bridge para mas safe sa pedestrians when crossing the highway, specifically EDSA, still makikipag patintero tayo sa mga busses and cars na humaharurot sa EDSA. Gusto pa natin na nasisigawan tayo ng driver. Tapos parang tayo pa ang galit. Galit kasi napahiya sa maling ginawa.
And the cycle continues... I have to admit that because I got used to just facing the situations I am in, I tend to scrutinize every step and situation that I am placed to.
There are so many things that we already know the truth deep in our heart. But what if we are so full of the situation in front of us. That we fail to know, fail to feel, fail to evaluate until we realize that I was so foolish. I wanted it so much that I thought it was already this one. only to find out.... hindi pala yun. I was just excited to have the ball. I thought it was he ball. I liked the idea that I thought it was the ball. That I totally forgot that what I was holding was not the a real ball. It's shaped like a ball. Bounces like a ball. But it's shallow. There is nothing in it. It's a balloon.
Masyado na ako sa metaphors.
I just had to let it out.
If not i would really explode.
The sad part about it is that I don't know how to let go of my balloon. I've hold on so much to my balloon that I have forgotten to enjoy the party. The baloon might explode and someone might get hurt. The last thing i want is for someone to get hurt. In the process of trying to protect the balloon. I have forgotten the reason why I attended the party. It wasn't to get a balloon. I wanted to be with the celebrant. The balloon blocked my way. I wasn't able to move forward.
Do I blame the balloon? No I can't. It was my choice. I didn't see the consequences beyond the beauty of my flambouyant balloon.
But it can get so tiring. Walking and running around carrying a balloon. I've been taking care of my balloon that I neglected to feed myself, taste the cake, join the games, simply have fun and be myself. Iwas not able to do all those things as i have been paying more attention on my baloon.
How foolish right?!
But that's the fact. In the middle of having the balloon. Getting tired of having to carry it around... I stopped and looked at the whole party.... Then moments of reality faces me... Now what? What happened?
I thought my balloon was my ball. In the process of convincing myself that this is a ball have made me tired and sad. in the end...i learned the truth... ouchhh...pero yun ang totoo...
Unless, its okay for the balloon, to take out the helium para di lumipad ng malayo. Unless okay lang sa balloon na itatali ko muna siya sa isang chair and I will be sure to be back.
Di ko kasi alam... Akala ko alam ko...the truth is i know...though i dont like to believe in it..
Alam naman natin na nakakataba ang pagkain ng madami pero masarap kumain and then we get stuck and complain with the effects of fats in our body.
Alam na naman na natin na kailangan dumaan sa foot bridge para mas safe sa pedestrians when crossing the highway, specifically EDSA, still makikipag patintero tayo sa mga busses and cars na humaharurot sa EDSA. Gusto pa natin na nasisigawan tayo ng driver. Tapos parang tayo pa ang galit. Galit kasi napahiya sa maling ginawa.
And the cycle continues... I have to admit that because I got used to just facing the situations I am in, I tend to scrutinize every step and situation that I am placed to.
There are so many things that we already know the truth deep in our heart. But what if we are so full of the situation in front of us. That we fail to know, fail to feel, fail to evaluate until we realize that I was so foolish. I wanted it so much that I thought it was already this one. only to find out.... hindi pala yun. I was just excited to have the ball. I thought it was he ball. I liked the idea that I thought it was the ball. That I totally forgot that what I was holding was not the a real ball. It's shaped like a ball. Bounces like a ball. But it's shallow. There is nothing in it. It's a balloon.
Masyado na ako sa metaphors.
I just had to let it out.
If not i would really explode.
The sad part about it is that I don't know how to let go of my balloon. I've hold on so much to my balloon that I have forgotten to enjoy the party. The baloon might explode and someone might get hurt. The last thing i want is for someone to get hurt. In the process of trying to protect the balloon. I have forgotten the reason why I attended the party. It wasn't to get a balloon. I wanted to be with the celebrant. The balloon blocked my way. I wasn't able to move forward.
Do I blame the balloon? No I can't. It was my choice. I didn't see the consequences beyond the beauty of my flambouyant balloon.
But it can get so tiring. Walking and running around carrying a balloon. I've been taking care of my balloon that I neglected to feed myself, taste the cake, join the games, simply have fun and be myself. Iwas not able to do all those things as i have been paying more attention on my baloon.
How foolish right?!
But that's the fact. In the middle of having the balloon. Getting tired of having to carry it around... I stopped and looked at the whole party.... Then moments of reality faces me... Now what? What happened?
I thought my balloon was my ball. In the process of convincing myself that this is a ball have made me tired and sad. in the end...i learned the truth... ouchhh...pero yun ang totoo...
Unless, its okay for the balloon, to take out the helium para di lumipad ng malayo. Unless okay lang sa balloon na itatali ko muna siya sa isang chair and I will be sure to be back.
Di ko kasi alam... Akala ko alam ko...the truth is i know...though i dont like to believe in it..
happiness is a choice
my friend malk said that line to me a few years bck and since had stuck with me
-and
we say were happy when;
-were having fun with frineds
-we're inlove
-we're spending quite times with family
-we get a raise, promotion or job
-we buy something we've been wanting for a long time
-we are pleasantly surprise with someone or something
-and when we make other happy.
but sometimes we chance upon inspiring people that despite the not-so-happy situations their in , still find genuine happiness.
-the friendly dancing policemen who despite the heat of the sun , never fails to salute you with big smile that starts your day right.
-for friends who inspite of working in a so called toxic-environment still have the time to crack jokes wif you and share a heartily laugh
-the taxi driver stuck in traffic the whole day, who while listening to am radio stations shares with you his thoughts on how the country can be better.a
dont these people just make you smile and help you learn to appreciate the simpler things in life?
-and
we say were happy when;
-were having fun with frineds
-we're inlove
-we're spending quite times with family
-we get a raise, promotion or job
-we buy something we've been wanting for a long time
-we are pleasantly surprise with someone or something
-and when we make other happy.
but sometimes we chance upon inspiring people that despite the not-so-happy situations their in , still find genuine happiness.
-the friendly dancing policemen who despite the heat of the sun , never fails to salute you with big smile that starts your day right.
-for friends who inspite of working in a so called toxic-environment still have the time to crack jokes wif you and share a heartily laugh
-the taxi driver stuck in traffic the whole day, who while listening to am radio stations shares with you his thoughts on how the country can be better.a
dont these people just make you smile and help you learn to appreciate the simpler things in life?
how much does 21 grams weigh in your life?
they say we all lose 21 grams at the exact moment of our death...everyone.
the weight of a stack of nickles.,
of a chocolate bar,
of a hummingbird.
when life is taken, how much is lost.
how much is gained?
how much does a 21 grams weigh?
how much does your soul weigh?
i think with me.. 21 grams is equivalent to a whole lotta things that will negate each other so what's left for those who will survive me is just really 21 grams??
its a whole lotta smiles but a whole lotta brattiness too, its the weight 0f a 10-year old kid hop-skipping around, but the weight of a 60-year old lola contemplating on a rocking chair, its a ton of optimism and daydreams but another ton of curiosity and disbelief.
the writer in a fild said " i think the tru essence of humanity is contradiction". i think i pretty much fit that bill, being a walking irony myself. i would say that i epitomize the essence of humanity, in fact i am still in search of what is to be human, i would just say that i think (and i've been told) that mine is a young soul....willing to take non the world for all its greatness and all its sh**tyness, eager to absorb everything it can but remembering to filter out what it can't take , ready to take each moment as if it were new.
08 June 2010
it will soon end...with a goodbye
----the title says it all
----one day it will
----it will stop to hurt
----i will stop to ask
----i might even forget the reason
----might even will forget u
----how soon is soon?
----i still don't know
----i hope it's tomorrow
----somehow,,it will be good for me and you
----one day it will
----it will stop to hurt
----i will stop to ask
----i might even forget the reason
----might even will forget u
----how soon is soon?
----i still don't know
----i hope it's tomorrow
----somehow,,it will be good for me and you
reading a letter
the truth is, it has been there at my inbox for months already. i was totally aware of it's existence, though there's an utmost necessity of courage from my part just to open the letter and start reading it. at last, out of boredom maybe..i opened the email. a letter from the past....to bridge to the future...a reconciliation.
it was the sweetest letter. i had tears after i finish reading. everything come rushing, flashing across my mind. was it me? was it him? was it the two of us? the people around? time? reasons?
inside the letter is my own story. written with finess and care. i cannot think of anone who can write the story with more credibility than he has. with such validated facts. with utmost feelings that you almost can relive the past 12 years of my own life. something that i had overlooked already, or i simply had force to forget.
i realized that things have to happen, for whatever purpose----which we have to discover as days come by. like why do we have to leave? yeah because were going somewhere,,,but why? for what? how? and when?
the letter was a puzzle. the letter is my story. so my story is still a puzzle to me. im trying to build the whole picture,,no matter how hard it requires, i need to put the pieces all together. my life was and never was broken...emptiness of something maybe....of the loss piece? or the whole picture?
im still in search for the answer. of who's the person behind the story. i believed i knew him completely. the letter made me realized how mediocre i am in this game of knowing him. it was a shame. thruth is, being away from a person who knows you very much would mean freedom from who i was...it opens the opportunity to gain my new identity....without the shadow of the past. but sad that you sometimes miss the times, the good one---even the not so good ones.
"ang gusto ko lamang sa buhay ay yakapin mo ako"
a simple wish. for someone who's been so nice. it will break anyone's heart....to turn their back.
it was the sweetest letter. i had tears after i finish reading. everything come rushing, flashing across my mind. was it me? was it him? was it the two of us? the people around? time? reasons?
inside the letter is my own story. written with finess and care. i cannot think of anone who can write the story with more credibility than he has. with such validated facts. with utmost feelings that you almost can relive the past 12 years of my own life. something that i had overlooked already, or i simply had force to forget.
i realized that things have to happen, for whatever purpose----which we have to discover as days come by. like why do we have to leave? yeah because were going somewhere,,,but why? for what? how? and when?
the letter was a puzzle. the letter is my story. so my story is still a puzzle to me. im trying to build the whole picture,,no matter how hard it requires, i need to put the pieces all together. my life was and never was broken...emptiness of something maybe....of the loss piece? or the whole picture?
im still in search for the answer. of who's the person behind the story. i believed i knew him completely. the letter made me realized how mediocre i am in this game of knowing him. it was a shame. thruth is, being away from a person who knows you very much would mean freedom from who i was...it opens the opportunity to gain my new identity....without the shadow of the past. but sad that you sometimes miss the times, the good one---even the not so good ones.
"ang gusto ko lamang sa buhay ay yakapin mo ako"
a simple wish. for someone who's been so nice. it will break anyone's heart....to turn their back.
06.06.10 official marela's boring day
i am on a hide-myself mode since sat. i am officially bored. but i have to be thakful for this unusual me-myself time,,,i've got to learn things...
1. i learned that thinking a lot is good thing, but thinking too much is bad
2. i learned that soo much things can change in a span of 1 year. what you are going through now maybe the total opposite of what you are to go through one year from now.
3. i realized that it takes 20 mintes for four ice cubes to totally melt in a glass of water, and the same time for a cup of tea to turn cold
4 i learned five tips to be financially stable!
a. make sure to have a saving account (10% of salary must be going there each month)
b.pay off credit card debt
c.have health and life insurance.
d.invest in retirement plan
e.stop spending more than you can afford.
so there the end of. i can write and write of things i learned but this post is long enough. i was officially not bored after writing this, and now after clicking the publish button, i might be bored again. haizzz.
1. i learned that thinking a lot is good thing, but thinking too much is bad
2. i learned that soo much things can change in a span of 1 year. what you are going through now maybe the total opposite of what you are to go through one year from now.
3. i realized that it takes 20 mintes for four ice cubes to totally melt in a glass of water, and the same time for a cup of tea to turn cold
4 i learned five tips to be financially stable!
a. make sure to have a saving account (10% of salary must be going there each month)
b.pay off credit card debt
c.have health and life insurance.
d.invest in retirement plan
e.stop spending more than you can afford.
so there the end of. i can write and write of things i learned but this post is long enough. i was officially not bored after writing this, and now after clicking the publish button, i might be bored again. haizzz.
25 random things about marela
there was a time when this 25 random thingee has been all over internet.. basically you are to write just that, 25 random things, facts, trivia, about you so that people will get to know more about you. at first i told myself, i wuldnt ride the bandwagon, although i got to read more and more,,saw other people's random trivia that were similar to mine, and that makes me decide to start my own list. enjoy pala syang gawin eh...
1. when i was young i want to grew up like tweety de leon ;P
2.i enjoyed watching cartoons (till now)
3.i've shared room with my sisters until now (some clothes,,too)
4.i never went to any prom :((
5.travelling gives me extreme joy.
6.i can't take vitamin C or else i'll be bloated
7.i once got a perfect score in trigonometry. i don't know how does that happen..i hate math and math hates me back ..arghhh
8.i have a big red birthmark at my back where it fades slightly when im sick (any scientific explanation?)
9.i called my secondary school crush as "Skywalker"
10.i eat mangoes but don't drink mango juice. i drink apple juice but dont eat apple
11.as a kid, i use to enjoy eating rice with coke as soup (yummy combi)
12.i am a painfully shy and private person
13.i still dream of joining the Miss Universe Pageant ( im hallucinating )
14.i think i could be a philosopher, for real. it is my favorite subject, and i have this vice of asking one question afer another.
15.i had a perfect grade of 1.0 in history during college...super effort for Atty. Sulit whose my crush
17. i had a twelve year love-affair that didn't last
18. i love to be a south girl and would probably find it hard to consider living on the north
19. i can write using my left and right hands
20. i jogged for an hour once and did not even perspire a bit (have close pores)
21. im always been a teacher's favorite and bosses as well.
22. i dunno how to sing (sadly)
23. i bite my nails when im stressed, when im happy, when im sad, when im thinking...almost everytime!
24. i dreamt to be a corporate lawyer.
25. i consider lack of patience as my worst attitude.
**first written on fbnotes
1. when i was young i want to grew up like tweety de leon ;P
2.i enjoyed watching cartoons (till now)
3.i've shared room with my sisters until now (some clothes,,too)
4.i never went to any prom :((
5.travelling gives me extreme joy.
6.i can't take vitamin C or else i'll be bloated
7.i once got a perfect score in trigonometry. i don't know how does that happen..i hate math and math hates me back ..arghhh
8.i have a big red birthmark at my back where it fades slightly when im sick (any scientific explanation?)
9.i called my secondary school crush as "Skywalker"
10.i eat mangoes but don't drink mango juice. i drink apple juice but dont eat apple
11.as a kid, i use to enjoy eating rice with coke as soup (yummy combi)
12.i am a painfully shy and private person
13.i still dream of joining the Miss Universe Pageant ( im hallucinating )
14.i think i could be a philosopher, for real. it is my favorite subject, and i have this vice of asking one question afer another.
15.i had a perfect grade of 1.0 in history during college...super effort for Atty. Sulit whose my crush
17. i had a twelve year love-affair that didn't last
18. i love to be a south girl and would probably find it hard to consider living on the north
19. i can write using my left and right hands
20. i jogged for an hour once and did not even perspire a bit (have close pores)
21. im always been a teacher's favorite and bosses as well.
22. i dunno how to sing (sadly)
23. i bite my nails when im stressed, when im happy, when im sad, when im thinking...almost everytime!
24. i dreamt to be a corporate lawyer.
25. i consider lack of patience as my worst attitude.
**first written on fbnotes
curiosity killed the cat
why, and how the cat was killed by curiosity? i tried looking it up on google, askgeeves, altavista, but i found no answe. will curisity kill me too?
the past few days i've been so, so restless. im in a weired mood today cause malabo and sad thing happened to me today. maybe that's why im like this. aaacckk. anyway, i've been thinking about certain things i did last week that are awaiting for results. its like i did my part, now im waiting for the ones on the other side to do their part. should i just sit and wait? or do i follow up on them? if i follow up on them, i'd be too much of a nagging eager beaver. but if i dont, i'll have to stay in this limbo-like phase. and how about false hope? if people give you something to hope for, but then nothing happens, is it ok to be upset because you are given false hope? hay... hmm,, but still i wanna know why, curiosity kill the darn cat!
the past few days i've been so, so restless. im in a weired mood today cause malabo and sad thing happened to me today. maybe that's why im like this. aaacckk. anyway, i've been thinking about certain things i did last week that are awaiting for results. its like i did my part, now im waiting for the ones on the other side to do their part. should i just sit and wait? or do i follow up on them? if i follow up on them, i'd be too much of a nagging eager beaver. but if i dont, i'll have to stay in this limbo-like phase. and how about false hope? if people give you something to hope for, but then nothing happens, is it ok to be upset because you are given false hope? hay... hmm,, but still i wanna know why, curiosity kill the darn cat!
my leading men
meet Enteng-> my father. he's somewhat very linient when it comes to dicipline. we even have times of drinking session with him. must be proud of me as her daughter as nobody can win over me on our drinking sessions. i would say my father has a kind heart,, pure soul that is. sometimes i wish he's not as timid as he was, but then again...everything has it's own reason and time. something that he failed to get (which he truly deserve) we will try (as his daughters) to compensate.
meet Mr. Ehhem -> my crush during primary school. hahaha...hose days of pigtails and slippers going to school. im so proud of what he have achieved now. look ing back, he's one of the closest friend during those days. (i still keep the picture of us together)
meet Skywalker -> was my classmate during third level in highschool. will always ask for answer on Chemistry quizzes. skywalker cause he walks differently. haven't had the chance to be really close to him :( ,,,the last news i heard he's an Engineer already.
meet Mr. Pogi -> mini-mini-mini-mo ^.^ basta i met him in a very different settings. we still keep in touch once in a while, busy at our own career and life. recently had a reconnection wif him thru ym...was reminded of the most budget contraint date i ever had (should really call it a date?)..
meet RAV-> 12 years of friendship and other makes a space for trying for something new...a space perhaps, or time to validate if were really meant to be. we welcome the possibility of crossing out the future together. but then again, we will always be together in one purpose. to be a friend to each other...no matter what
meet Malkiel -> my bestfriend. sometimes we even think that we are twins. thinking the same thoughts at the same time, having same moods, our wavelengths really jive. since i met him during college my life had become easier, happier. we're still discovering the path of our own happiness...outside our friendship.
note: audition is still on for my lifetime leading man.
meet Mr. Ehhem -> my crush during primary school. hahaha...hose days of pigtails and slippers going to school. im so proud of what he have achieved now. look ing back, he's one of the closest friend during those days. (i still keep the picture of us together)
meet Skywalker -> was my classmate during third level in highschool. will always ask for answer on Chemistry quizzes. skywalker cause he walks differently. haven't had the chance to be really close to him :( ,,,the last news i heard he's an Engineer already.
meet Mr. Pogi -> mini-mini-mini-mo ^.^ basta i met him in a very different settings. we still keep in touch once in a while, busy at our own career and life. recently had a reconnection wif him thru ym...was reminded of the most budget contraint date i ever had (should really call it a date?)..
meet RAV-> 12 years of friendship and other makes a space for trying for something new...a space perhaps, or time to validate if were really meant to be. we welcome the possibility of crossing out the future together. but then again, we will always be together in one purpose. to be a friend to each other...no matter what
meet Malkiel -> my bestfriend. sometimes we even think that we are twins. thinking the same thoughts at the same time, having same moods, our wavelengths really jive. since i met him during college my life had become easier, happier. we're still discovering the path of our own happiness...outside our friendship.
note: audition is still on for my lifetime leading man.
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