Saturday, May 30, 2009
For Kai (sniff, sniff..)
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Labels: friendship
Cebu-Bohol Trip 2009
This was such a fun vacation for our family! At first, I was really excited since this is like the first vacation we had that is like a guessing game. No one knew when to leave, what we'll ride, where we'll stay or go! haha! Only 2-3 people know..We even knew that we were leaving at 1 am the next day during dinner time! haha! We were just tagging along and going with the flow..
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Labels: travel
Friday, May 22, 2009
The Meantime Girl
She’s the one you call when you’re bored because she makes you laugh. She’s the one you talk to when you’re feeling down because she’s willing to lend an ear and be a friend. She’s not the one you call when you need a date to your company’s Christmas party, or to go dancing with on a Saturday night. She’s the one you spend time with between girlfriends, before you find “The One”. You know, the one who you keep around in the meantime.
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She’s not one of the guys, not a tomboy, but you don’t look at her as a “real” woman, either. She’s not bitchy enough, moody enough, or sexy enough to be seen in that light. She’s too laid-back, too easily amused by the same things your male buddies are amused by. She’s too understanding, too comfortable – she doesn’t make you feel nervous or excited the way a “real” woman does. But she’s cool, and nice, and funny, and attractive enough that when you’re lonely or horny and need intimate female companionship, she’ll do just fine. You don’t have to wine and dine her because she knows the real you already, and you don’t have any facades to keep up, no pretenses to preserve. You’re not trying to get anything of substance out of her. She’s not easy, but you know that she cares about you and is attracted to you, and that she’ll give you the intimacy you need. And you know you don’t have to explain yourself or the situation, that she’ll be able to cope with the fact that this isn’t the beginning of a relationship or that there’s any possibility that you have any real romantic feelings for her. It won’t bother her that you’ll get up in the morning, put on your pants, say goodbye, and go on a date with the woman you’ve been mooning over for weeks who finally agreed to go out with you. She’ll settle for a goodbye hug and a promise to call her and tell her how the date went. She’s just so cool . . . why can’t all women be like that?!
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But deep down, if you really think about it (which you probably don’t because to you, the situation between the two of you isn’t important enough to merit any real thought), you know that it’s really not fair. You know that although she would never say it, it hurts her to know that despite all her good points and all the fun you two have, you don’t think she’s good enough to spend any real time with. Sure, it’s mostly her fault, because she doesn’t have to give in to your needs – she could play the hard-to-get bitch like the rest of them do, if she really wanted to. But you and she both know that she probably couldn’t pull it off. Maybe she’s too short, or a little overweight, or has a big birthmark on her forehead, or works at Taco Bell. Whatever the reason, somehow life has given her a lot of really great qualities but has left out the ones that men want (or think they want) in a woman. So she remains forever the funny friend, the steadfast companion, the secret lover, and you go on searching for your goddess who will somehow be everything you ever wanted in a woman.
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She doesn’t captivate you with her beauty, or open doors with her smile. Mainly she blends in with the crowd. She’s safe. She doesn’t want to be the center of attention and turn the heads of everyone in the room. But she wants to turn someone’s head. She wants to be special to someone, too. We all do.
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She has feelings. She has a heart. In fact, she probably has a bigger and better heart than any woman you’ve ever known because she’s had a front-row seat to The Mess That Is Your Life, and she likes you anyway. She obviously sees something worthwhile and redeeming in you because although you’ve given her nothing, absolutely no reason to still be around, she is.
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found this in Nang Maane's blog several months ago. I just forgot to post it everytime..hehe! I loved this post. It's so in-your-face! haha! Oh well, I'd rather be a meantime girl than a good time girl...
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Love and Bliss!
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Labels: life's little somethings, love
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
Pure Perfection...
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Labels: one tree hill, television
Monday, May 18, 2009
Mixed Mondays
I don't know why I feel so emotional today. I just do. (Hormones?! I really don't know!) Nevertheless, I feel like I can't contain my emotions, they just flow out..These things depict my mind, heart and soul now...
- Weddings almost always make me cry.
- Watching the Judy Ann-Ryan wedding made me cry and swoon and get envious
- I love the above mentioned wedding. I think it topped Lea Salonga's in my list. But I still love Lea singing her wedding vows
- "And if life should come to just one question...Do I hold each moment true?...no trace of sadness..always with gladness...I do." I love lea Salonga!
- I just got misty eyed by merely reading Flora's blog entry about her sister's wedding. It was just a short entry describing the place and how they also teared up. And I don't even know her sister! It was just beautiful. Love is.
- I am in a sing-song mode
- Beautiful Girl by Jose Mari Chan made me nostalgic
- "afraid for love to fade before it can come true..."
- "so close to reaching that famous happy end..almost believing this was not pretend..now you're beside me and look how far we've come..so far...we are..so close..."
- Wedding Dress by Matt Nathanson which was featured in last weeks OTH episode
- People Always Leave (in all its matter and form)
- Thinking of Chad and Hilarie leaving One Tree Hill makes me teary eyed. I'm getting sentimental over the friendships that I formed because of One Tree Hill and primary because of "Leyton"
- I am excited and anxious for tomorrow's season finale..I hope they get a decent send-off.
- books..
- love songs...
- being solitary
- envy..
- rainy day thoughts...
- paperworks...unlimited paperworks..
- deadlines
- limits...
- yesterday's medical-surgical-dental mission..view photos here.
- life path and career...
- love and lost..
- excitement..
- confusion..
- aniticipation...
- I wanna feel how it is to be IN love...
- (sigh..) (sigh...)
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Labels: life's little somethings, love
Saturday, May 16, 2009
Happy Day Tag-- Day 7& 8
I love this show!! It's only sad to know that Chad and Hilarie won;t be coming back next season...Just knew about this last Wednesday...tsk..tsk...I hope that Mark Schwann and the other writers would give them a proper send off next week! But still...Nothing's gonna be the same... (People Always Leave)
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Happy Day Tag-- Day 5 & 6
Friday, May 8, 2009
Happy Day Tag -- Day 4
Again, today was tiring. Homework and yesterday stuffs were trafficking my mind. Today was not a jolly happy day but or like a thankful happy day.
I finished only 1 case study out for the two that I should have finished earlier. So 4 out of 5 case studies were answered by moi already. Many more to go!! Today's target was supposedly 2 case studies and some fact sheets in another subject. I will finish it tomorrow.
I am anticipatory for next week...
"I can see clearly now the rain is gone...I can see all obstacles in my way..." lalala....(Hopefully!!)
Love and Bliss!
Thursday, May 7, 2009
Happy Day Tag -- Day 3
These past few days, I was once again, having weird dreams. The kind of dreams that make you wonder "what the heck?!". They were topsy turvy, jumping from once scene to another and involving unusual persons. I think I had 3 in a month now. I have read in an article that dreams are the outlet of your subconscious. They show suppressed thoughts, thoughts that you run away from but eventually have to face. A key to recurrent dreams is getting the dreams' main theme. As I try to remember my dreams, I eventually realized that I am in a state of being in a hurry; running away from being chased. I was running to get my bag, being in a hurry to get home and running away from someone. But someone always comes to the rescue to fetch me and helps to get me home.
The thing is, I have been thinking a lot lately. To work or not to work this year? As much as it is important to have a decision as soon as possible, I always see myself suppressing that thought. I am preoccupied with Graduate School these days. The assignments can be quite monstrous! I want to concentrate in getting my Masters but I am also thinking of the time that will pass with me not getting a clinical experience and seeing classmates who are passing exams and working makes me feel useless. However, if I will go on full semesters all the way, I can have my thesis done and hopefully graduate by March next year. And so, I am in a dilemma. A dilemma that I don't want to think about just yet. Something that I am running away from but stresses me a lot because I need to be in a hurry to make a decision. (Dreams do really make sense. And it's weird being your own shrink..haha!)
Now, the happy thing is, my prayers were answered. But the irony and funny thing is, those somebodys that help me get home is actually the somebodys that helped me in this dilemma. They did not exactly make me ride in their car and took me home, but they helped me in finding my answer. At the end of the day, problems do have solutions, comfortable solutions; just like what home is. The other day, my answer was 50-50. But today, it was confirmed. I am not working just yet. Ms. Timay and I talked this morning. I didn't care that my class was probably starting, I just had to finish that talk. Besides, it was really fun. And as much as I am an "angel to her", I think she is more and angel to me. The Lord answered my prayers. THE LORD ANSWERED MY PRAYERS!!! She just gave me a work opportunity which would allow me to focus on getting that second degree. I'm not even sure if that work means work=job=pay or work=help=no pay. It involves being in the secretariat for accreditation along with a buddy of mine. Nurse secretary..haha! The core of this relief is that I will have something to work on, hopefully sooner and hopefully it will happen, other than my assignments. Plus, I have something to place in my resume that will show what I did before applying for jobs. Now I just have to wait for reality top unfold. Hopefully, this is certain.
"Haze, indi ka lang anay mag-ubra ha.." never sounded that good. It gave me a sense of relief. This is a different kind of happey. This is not just "jolly happy" but more like, "happy inside".. Now, I can have a good night sleep. No hurrying...No running away...I am finally home.
Love and Bliss!!!!
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Happy Day Tag -- Day 2
I am happy because:
- I was spared in a reporting during our class because of the good ol' "saved by the bell". I was not able to prepare anything for the report. I was not able to find the book where my topic is. Ergo, no reading and Powerpoint presentation! haha! I was damn lucky!
- Tonight will be another American Idol performance night. I always love a good show!
- Shoti gave me another ping pong basic: the serve. (Last Sunday was the racket. I am such a ping pong dummy that 2 persons, one at my side and one on chat, were teaching me yet I cannot comprehend!) He borrowed a ping pong ball at school because he wants to play here at home. (He's playing like crazy now, all by himself, with the wall as opponent. I can hear ball ticks!) I cracked myself up because I was down on the floor chasing the ball because I cannot hit it. I cannot hit it because I have spatial difficulties with ping pong, I am not the sports type and I tossed the ball across and not towards me! haha! That's how I ended up in the floor! hahaha! I am such a schmuck!

Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Happy Day Tag -- Day 1
Today, our internet connection was restored. I was connected back to you...harhar! Yesterday, our phone line went off and was only back this morning. Only that, our line was switched with our neighbor's. Hence, we directed their calls to our phone number so that that can answer it there. Tsk, tsk...but thank God, it was restored back to normal during lunch time today! I have to do a homework and I need the internet to do it. I was planning to go out and use the internet station for it but luckily, I didn't have to.
And another thing. It was confirmed. I gained weight!!!! wohooo! For someone who has difficulty of gaining some pounds, the visit to the dress shop made me happy. I was trying on the top of my gown and it cannot be closed anymore. That was made almost 3 years ago. I know I could not fit in it since I also had another gown altered (big time!). I did not expect that the alteration is that big. 2 inches baby! hahaha! And the skirt, won't fit also. The waist can be managed but the hips don't lie! haha! Oh yeah, Shakira! Now you gave your song a whole new meaning! haha! My waist-hip proportions are always a problem with bottoms as always..hehe! Well, bottom line, I gained some lean and fats!
In response to this tag, I also have to tag certain friends...I tag Kai, Nang Maane, Nang Kim (TV Tuesdays also made me happy today, by the way), Marian, Nong Don, and Frankie..hehe..I tagged my blogspot followers...hehehe! You should also post you Happy 8 Days...
Love and Bliss!
Pacman eating power pellets, ghouls and more pellets
I am not a boxing fan. (I don't know how such an act of violence came about as a sport loved by millions.) All I know and am positive about is I am a fan of the man's spirit. He is an epitome of someone who triumphs over this dog-eat-dog world.
Playing Pacman in video games always thrill me. Maybe because it is one of the games that my lame video game skills can fit into. I always enjoy getting those pellets, strategically eating power pellets so that I can devour those colored ghouls. But lame as I am, I cannot last long in the game. Pacquiao is like Pacman. The nickname suited well. He is strategic in his game, knocking down all opponents.
Born into humble beginnings, he rose over the line of poverty, and I mean, rose over like water overflowing..just keeps going on..and on..and on...Who could have ever imagined that punches would be equivalent to millions or even billions of kaching. I would never advocate boxing as a source of income. But for someone like Manny, you can't blame him.
Anyway, going back to the Hatton match, I really admire Manny's humility. I watched the weigh in of both boxers. Hatton just came off too confident for me. Haughty Hatton..(Maybe he should change the lyrics of his theme song to that..haha!) They were asked to say a few words for their fans and Ricky Hatton was braggy telling the fans that they won't go home disappointed. (Ha!) All Pacquiao said was that they don't know what's going to happen the next day..and only God knows.
It was almost unbelievable that being a boxing supernova that he is, he did not unleash an arguement to Hatton's words. Instead, he kept the fight an open ended question. However, an evil question lurks in my head. Maybe he said that since he was not able to think of a nasty comment in English..haha! Sorry, but Pacman's english entertains me like a good comedy. haha! Nah..I think he meant that comment..Just this once, I will believe that the world is still good.
Undeniably, Pacman is an inspiration. He is an inspiration of someone who reaches for his dreams, someone who aims high, someone who doesn't forget his humble beginnings and most especially, someone who has strong faith. I am always moved ny his gesture of kneeling down in a corning and praying before and after a fight, most especially after. Sometimes, we are too overwhelmed with joy that we forgot where the joy came from. I think that prayers coupled with his mother's are his secret.
If only everyday is Pacquiao matches day. People seem to be angels during the days of his matches. hehe! People are drwan to the Pacquiao fever! However, it is unfair to wish someone to be beaten up just to provoke peace. And to think, that someone who will be beaten up is the source of peace..haha!
If only for Manny Pacquiao, "Ang sarap maging Pinoy!"
Love and Bliss!


