People

I should be writing about our trip to Vietnam, but then i realized im poor at putting the scenery into words. So i'll just post pictures next time. And since my blog might be missing me or my "two" readers i am here now tapping keyboards with people on my mind with random topics....

....id like to say.

Thank you Malkiel for the wonderful trip. It was fun and a perfect way to get to bond with you and your family. Im sure Clara would be loving her Daddy Ninong more...hehehe....same shallow person like her mom.Sobrang totoo ang sinabi ni Daddy na sobrang mahal ang pagmamahal myo sakin where you had  to get to fly from Italy just to be with me :)....from the bottom of my wounded heart i so love you hahah.....promise ikaw lang ang bestfriend ko dun :P

Chio - lately lagi kitang napapanaginipan. i know why, its becos you dont want to see me sad and alone. I wont be alone naman, our superhero is still there, and atty jewel. so friend kung inaabala kita kahit nasa langit ka na, pero alam mo miss na miss ka na namin. miss ko ng sumakay kay "cattle" miss ko ng makausap ka. miss ko ng magbyahe na Passengers Seat ang tugtog. At miss ko ng may magsabi sakin ng Pretty Love.Bantayan mo si Enzo jan ha, at ang bago mong anak si Ibarra. 

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Mr. Lim, thank you sa chance to get to work with you and for believing in my craft and my ability.

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Thank you stranger, who reminds me how to be grateful with small blessings in life.

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Basta thankful ako. 

Feng Shoe

I’m so happy with Babette’s pasalubong from LA. She gave me this little picture book on shoes, purportedly written by ‘foot philosopher Lao Shu’, that even comes with a bookmark at the tip of which dangles a fabulous, golden high heel.




I went insane with Lao Shu’s quotable quotes:



1. Without the right shoe, nothing is possible.



2. White is to be used in a dress shoe only when the planets are aligned correctly and the seasons are just right – in June for a wedding, and only if you’re the bride.



3. If you find yourself wearing red shoes, you are highly likely, almost certain, to have a good day – or night.



4. Don’t wear plaid shoes - unless they’re Burberry plaid.



5. Don’t buy plastic shoe storage apartments. They’re ugly and unnatural. Don’t insult your shoes by using them.



6. Mixing shoes while storing is bad feng shoe. So, store six different styles of shoe in six different rooms. On second thought, you’d better move into a bigger house and buy more shoes.



7. The most auspicious days to shop for shoes are those days that end in ‘y’.



8. Before shoe shopping, calm yourself by meditating in the center of your shoe storage room. Chanting is optional. Possible chant: “I saw … them first … BITCH”.



9. Since feet swell as the day wears on, it’s best to shop in the late afternoon or early evening. This has the added bonus of giving you an excellent reason to leave work early.



10. You will know the right shoe when you put in on. Your feet will immediately bond with the shoes. Peace and happiness will reside in your soul. You will intuitively understand that you and the shoes have become one.



11. The higher the heel of the shoe, the closer you are to heaven’s gate.



12. Happiness starts within your sole.



(In addition to Feng Shoe, Babette also gave me this journal fit for a 'reform school girl'. It's so wild. I love it.)

The Happiness Project

I’m normally averse to self-help books. We’re all different so I don’t believe in any one advice that will work for everyone. Besides, it’s part of my whole arrogance, that I’m basically okay and do not need any advice from a total stranger far away. Haha.

I bought The Happiness Project by Gretchen Rubin bcoz I thought it was a memoir. It was that, all right, but it also turned out to be a self-help book for the most part. That was ok, tho, bcoz if nothing else, I got a lot of quotable gems from this book*:

1. There is only love.
2. What you do every day matters more than what you do once in while.
3. Sleep is the new sex.
4. Samuel Johnson: It is by studying little things that we attain the greatest art of having as little misery, and as much happiness as possible.
5. Oscar Wilde: One is not always happy when one is good; but one is always good when one is happy.
6. Pierre Reverdy: There is no love; there are only proofs of love.
7. You’re only as happy as your least happy child.
8. Woody Allen: 80% of success is showing up.
9. An anonymous blogger: Light a candle or STFU.
10. St. Therese of Lisieux: When one loves, one does not calculate.
11. If Mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy.

(*unless otherwise indicated, the quotes are by the author, Gretchen Rubin)

No Words

Whenever I don’t get to blog for so long, that can only mean either of two things: 1. I have no time; or 2. I have no words for what I should write about.

This time, it’s the latter.

Lately, I have had no words to describe what I’ve been going through because I’ve been too pissed, too annoyed, too overwhelmed, too overjoyed, too whatever. In other words, my emotions have been extreme the past weeks that had I chosen to write about it, I would have been liable for exaggeration.

But things have cooled down a bit the past couple of days. After a failed attempt to go to Coron, a winning moment against a legal issue at BIR, and an episode of vacillating between wanting something and not wanting it, I have again found my state of equilibrium.

As for the events of the past weeks however, I still have no words:

On Jessica placing 2nd on American Idol: ???????

On the Chief Justice being convicted: !!!!!!!!

On the megastar starting another mega fight on twitter: ?!?!?!?!

On K-12 being implemented: *********

On Cebu Pacific’s warning that there will be no more promo fares in view of the new CAB rules: xxxxxxxxxxxx

On the petition to recall Miriam’s appointment in ICC: ^^^^^^^

On five of my friends (all my age) being pregnant:

On the new salary adjustment taking effect this June: $$$$$$$

On my bestfriend getting married: ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

On my boss’s plans for next year: + – =

On MY own plans for next year and what I have been doing to get there: //////////////

On an ex-love finding his real calling: ( )

On me finding someone like him: ……………….



So obviously, there’s a good reason why I haven’t blogged the past few weeks. I still have no words.



No words.