Celebrating with the storm

There is a storm today in my hometown. Even though the rest of the country is experiencing heavy rainfall and gusty winds, still, my thoughts seemed to occupy with the warmth this kind of weather bestowed in the four corners of our home and how it tightened our family's bond over the years. Don't get me wrong here, I would not wish any kind of disaster would fall on my hometown. I just couldn't pay no heed to the very obvious divine intervention flashed before my very eyes amidst every storm WE braved together as family.

Typhoon had always been one with us in the celebration of few occasions in our life. My ate Arra's debut, even Kaye's and Arian's  weren't spared ( the cakes as well! ). Even in my parents wedding anniversaries and my siblings' birthdays, typhoon has always been our constant companion. And it wasn't bad. Not at all. We have something to celebrate after all. 

During BER months, when the transition of habagat to amihan is at extremes and when most typhoons cross over from east to west, was the perfect time for us to build Christmas Tree. It wasn't the traditional one. Sometimes it was made of plastic straws or wraps of various colors tied together on small branches of tress my mother had found from the wreck of the storm. Often we would cover the small branches with crepe paper and glued in cotton balls at the tips, making it look like frozen snow.

How can I possibly loathe the existence of typhoon when it overflowed me with best memories of my childhood? How can I hate it especially today, when my thoughts are there at home with my loves, CELEBRATING MY FATHER'S BIRTHDAY ( ang tapal king ng bubong namin pag may bagyo).

Birthday Boy!

Happy Birthday Tatay, we will still be braving so much more storms. The heavens poured out bountiful blessings for you today, catch as many as you can! We Love you!

Sept 21, 2012

Pag naiisip ko ang friendster, napapangiti ako. Kasi dun nagsisimula ang pagsusukat ko sa dami natin napagdaanan sa buhay. :D Andiyan na dumaan si Multiply, Photobucket, Imeem, Meebo, MySpace, Tumblr, Twitter, Facebook, Pinterest, Google+ at ngaun ay Instagram. Hindi man tayo naka sign up lahat sa mga yan, at least na-surpass natin ang tagal ng pamamayagpag nila. >:) Kung maaalala mo din nagsimula tayo sa YM version 3, ngaun may version 12 na yata at kung mag level up yan in the years to come, sana kayanin ng OS ko >:).  How time flies. Dati rati, N21 lang ang standard ng pagiging techy mo, hanggang sa naging Iphone 2g, 3g, 3gs, 4, 4s at kung magiging mabait ka kay kuya for sure magiging 5 yan. =)) Speaking of techy, kelangan na din ng kapalit ng Nikon mo, kelangan mo sumabay sa pag upgrade ng mga gadget para may pattern ako kung gaano na tayo katagal na naglolokohan. hahahaha!  which means isusurrender mo na din sya sken, anytime now. =))

HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY bebegerl! Thank you for making it look like I take care of you when in fact you mostly do the caring and I do the taking.  :)) It gives me the sense of pride and belongingness. :) I know ngarag ka these days,  but do not forget to always have a "ME TIME" lalo na today when we recall how you burst out into the world. :) ILY to pieces. :)


-Qai

Monday mantra it is!

(mighty nephew of mine)

It is only through work and strife that either notion or individual moves on to greatness. The great man is always the man of mighty effort, and usually the man whom grinding need has trained to mighty effort.




#mondaymantraitis!

Hello goodbye!

I do not know if  I am going to cry.. but I know that if anybody speak to me or look at me too closely, the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of the throat and I'll cry for a week.

So here I rest my heart completely untouched.

       ( not me. But I can relate so much. )

:(

Such a lonely soul I am.

:(

An invite that made my day

This is something quick and short.

If you are familiar with "bahay tawa" when someone says " mababaw ang bahay tawa ko".  Then get this when I say " mababaw ang bahay saya ko ".

Like when a simple invite already made my day. :)

(I intentionally omit part of the names for privacy of the persons involved in this conversation.)

 Forgive the blogger, she can't help when she's excited. She gotta blog!!!

The RANT page

One of my favorite class in college which I never skipped and in fact, spared me from the insanely boring summer classes way back 2005; JOURNALISM.

Being that much fascinated by it, I gave up half of my allowance for a daily copy of the papers, be it Philippine Daily Inquirer, Manila Bulletin, or Philippine Star. Once a copy land on my hand, I instantly pin myself into the nearest chair and flip pages after pages. Even these days, I make it a point to pamper myself with a good read. But the glorious days of sparing some penny for a copy has ended as communication media blossomed on the www, making it easier for the netizens to get their daily dose of the current events. I mostly browse over opinion page. I find the columns there very appealing in the sense that the columnists were (for me) the replica of the brave heroes of the lost times. Valiant, Fearless, Bold, and Daring.

But how will I treat an article of this kind?

Those ugly murals under the edsa flyovers by Neal H. Cruz of inquirer.net.

Has the Opinion section of the broadsheets turned into a RANT page?

If that is so, I was not informed. I should have been informed!

Kopi Kwest

So I was on this quest of finding the best instant coffee in town. At first I thought of coffee shop-hopping but then again the funds and fuss going around my area seem to disagree with the plan I had in mind. So this bulb lit up above my head and the quest started. 

For a long time I was hooked at K B C, I thought this one is to die for, I was wrong. While running late   for an errand, G T W C landed on my lap. It became a daily routine since then to fill in my coffee stream with GTWC. K B C then became my second option in case GTWC run out of stock. Again, it went on for a month or two. I tried different blends in between, but nothing seemed to captivate my coffee buds. But just last week, Nestle introduced the fresh blends of nescafe and as part of the MANY benefits this work endowed upon me, I was one of the lucky few who got them first running on my stream! This may sound so overrated but these stuff are TO DIE FOR!!!! Well at least, for now.

Until next (blend comes out!) time.

How would you like being pricked?

Imagine a zit.

This little infection sits in your face one morning and your whole day is messed up before it actually begins. 

But what does a zit do? Nothing.  It comes and goes but definitely won't be a permanent resident on your face. You despise its existence and even curse as it progress into a full blown zit. But the thing is, you invite it in. Your lifestyle. Your mood. Your diet. They contribute to its production. For all you know, the zit doesn't like you back too. But what can it do? Your invitation is tempting and the poor guy's only wish is to have a vast space of its own to grow and populate. The guy doesn't like the nagging very much but you yell at it all the time. If only it can yell back. So the love-hate relationship between you and Mr. Zit survived for quite sometime.  

Then one fateful day, you summoned all your courage and pricked the little guy.

So Imagine a zit.

Imagine being pinned down in one corner. 

Imagine being yelled/cursed at for pathetic reasons. ( like for pogi points' sake )

Imagine the feeling of being unwanted and unwelcome in somebody else's world.

Imagine yourself being pricked. 

Desperate

This is a desperate call. 

If you ain't giving me one, I'll be force to get one myself.   

Don't say I didn't warn you people. 

Shake it off

Gotta shake off the unnecessary loads. ( cellulite included   )
Gotta detach myself from the cruel work world.
Gotta sit here and watch Poseidon bow before a goddess.  

Oh yeah.  This is Olympus.

Just something

How weird was it that so many bits and pieces, all diverse, could make something whole. Something with potential.

Perfect.

Happy Birthday Nanay!

You are the sunlight in my day,

You are the moon I see far away.

You are the tree I lean upon,

You are the one that makes troubles be gone.

You are the one who taught me life,

How not to fight, and what is right.

You are the words inside my song,

You are my love, my life, my mom.

You are the one who cares for me,

You are the eyes that help me see.

You are the one who knows me best,

When it's time to have fun and time to rest.

You are the one who has helped me to dream,

You hear my heart and you hear my screams.

Afraid of life but looking for love,

I'm blessed for God sent you from above.

You are my friend, my heart, and my soul

You are the greatest friend I know.

You are the words inside my song,

You are my love, my life, my Mom.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY NAY!
I LOVE YOU TO PIECES!

PBB at ang kilay ko. :D

Sobrang hooked ako sa panunuod ng tv nitong mga nakaraang linggo.  Resulta na rin ito marahil ng monotonous kong pamumuhay.
Gigising.
Maliligo.
Magtatrabaho.
Kakain.
Uuwi.
Kakain (ulit).
MANUNUOD NG TV (ayun oh!).
Matutulog.

Kaya pati ang panunuod ko ng telebisyon ay naging monotonous na rin. ( *tawa insert here )

TV Patrol.
Princess and I.
Walang Hanggan.
Dahil sa Pag-Ibig
PBB Teen Edition.
Dream High

Isama na rin natin ang Bandila  kung talagang hirap akong dalawin ng antok. (   *tawa insert here )

Ngunit, datapwa't, subalit, hindi nmn nangangahulugan na pinapanuod ko ang mga programang ito ay gustong gusto ko na ang mga ito. Sapat lang, wala sa to the nth level. Sadya lang monotonous ako. ( * grin insert here) 


Pero habang nanunuod ako ng PBB teen edition nung nakaraang araw, biglang napataas yung kilay ko. ( Which is soooooo wayyyyy out of my ordinary couch potato routine ). Nag iiyakan ang mga bagets habang nagkukwento sila ng mga issues nila sa mga Nanay nila. (Maybe because mothers day is just around the corner kaya ang topic nila is about their Moms.) I got an instant emotional shifts. Hindi dahil na-touch ako or na move ako sa mga kwento nila. I was actually shocked.  Lahat ng sinasabi ng mga bagets ay mga hinanakit nila sa mga Nanay nila, making an image like kawawa sila or whatever image they want to convey to the viewing public. Although I'm not a parent myself, nasasaktan ako para sa mga magulang nila. Hindi naman ako super close sa Nanay ko but I have a lot -and I mean A LOT of good things to say about her. Kulang pa ang oras sa primetime para isa-isahin ko kung kagaano ako ka-bless having a mother like her. And given the chance to be aired in a television show, I WOULD CERTAINLY SEND MY LOVE TO HER EVERYDAY AND SPEAK MY HEART OUT HOW LUCKY A DAUGHTER COULD BE, HOW BLESSED OUR FAMILY - kasi sya ang naging ILAW ng aming TAHANAN. Nakakalungkot, I don't think their Moms deserve that.

It's a reality show, yes. Yet still, it's just a show. Ang tunay na realidad ay ang ating pamilya. Ang tunay na emosyon ay nagsisimula pag lights off na. Pag tapos na ang palabas, sino ba ang totoong bida?

Hay. makabalik na nga sa monotonous kong mundo. (*tawa insert here)

Monotony

Friday today, oh there's the mood!! 

Rated SPG

Grrr!

Sadya nga bang may magnet ako to draw close toxic people?! Kahit saang lugar ako pumunta, kahit saang panig ako tumingin, kahit pa mag-tumbling tumbling at mag acrobatics ako, sangkatutak na mga epal pa rin ang nakakasalamuha ko.

Ito ba'y bahagi lamang ng isang pagsasanay para ako'y maging isang mahusay na hokage? Tang ina, hindi nmn ako si Naruto. Pero infairness, kapag sukdulan na ang bad trip ko, feeling ko lumalakas ang chakra ko. 

Sa mga times na bad trip ako ( like, every minute? ) pakiramdam ko there's a horrible beast inside me waiting to reveal itself and wreak havoc SA FACE NYA!    Although, talagang in a state of calamity na talaga ang face nya from the beginning, but swear I have nothing to do with it.  

On a serious note,  talagang hindi ko lang maintindihan or hindi lang maarok ng mababaw kong utak kung bakit may mga tao na soooobbbbrrraaaannggg nag eenjoy sa paninisi at pag uutos sa iba. Hindi nmn ako ang recipient ng pang aalipusta nya kaso AFFECTED AKO teh! Gusto ko magpalit anyo at tumawag sa kapangyarihan ng buwan! ( sailormoon?! ) at supilin pa ang mga kalahi nya!   

Kaso, ganda lang ang taglay ko.  

Naapektuhan na yata ng paglitaw ng SUPERMOON ang mood ko or dahil lang na-hook ako sa Naruto. 

K. Bye!

emotera

After a while, though, even the deepest sorrow faltered, even the most penetrating despair lost its scalpel edge.

Moodswings

I am in the mood that If I were under water, I would scarcely kick to come to the top.  

:(

Time Out

Dear Fate,

You know when the captain of the team says time out? he is in dire need of time to prepare a game plan for the next round. 

And you wonder why you always win? 

Cheater!     

UNHAPPY

I awoke each morning with the desire to do right, to feel right, to be a good person, to be (as simple as it sounded and as impossible as it actually was)  HAPPY. But during the course of each day my heart would descend from my chest into my foot.  Sometimes I was overcome by the feeling that nothing was right, or nothing was right for me, or nothing was ever right in the first place. I was fulfilled -  alone in the magnitude of my grief, alone in my aimless guilt, alone even in my loneliness. I am not sad. I can repeat that to myself over and over. As if one day I might convince myself . Or fool myself. Or convince others. ( the only thing worse than being sad is for others to know that you are sad ). I would fall asleep with my heart at the foot of my bed, and each morning would wake with it again in the cupboard of my rib cage, having become a little heavier, a little weaker, but still pumping.

I wonder why do people have to be this lonely? What's the point of it all? Millions of people in this world, all of them yearning, looking to others to satisfy them, yet isolating themselves. Why? Was the earth put here just to nourish human loneliness?-

Or my life just had unlimited potential for happiness? 

Hey, I just want to clear my head. 

wink!

EVERYDAY

Everyday, Lord I learn to stand upon your word. 
And I pray that I might come to know you more. 
That you would guide me in every single step I take.
That EVERYDAY I can be your light into the world. 

space invasion launch

Steamy weather?

Drained pockets?

Disrupted connection?

Boggled mind?

or just plain Bored?

Whatever it is, please stop invading my own personal space.

:(

Tadhana cover by Stef

Music either soothes the soul, stirs the spirit or pierces the heart. But how do you define a music when upon hearing you suddenly caught up juggling those three emotions, like getting all mushy, feverish, and ecstatic at the same time?



Everyone, meet Stef !

International WE-VAIN Day!

What really inpires me is the way you manage your personal and professional life so well!

Hats off to the women of the world!

WE grow up and become women. But as WE age, WE grow young.

Happiness overload.

Work has been a battlefield since the year started. Half of the stress I deal with everyday came pretty much from my bread and butter. So it goes without saying that distressing is a bit way off mark as to gradually change my course, I know I have to drop the cause of my stress. The downside is, I can't. There is so much more struggles to contain and wounds to patch and pains to nurse other than surmounting the stress my work has bestowed upon me. But there ain't no room to complain.

On the other hand, its been raining blessings on my other part of the world. Popping out like zits on an oily face. >:) I still haven't fully grasp these mighty gifts from the heavens when another unexpected manna is about to be delivered again.( Yeah baby, another baby!) I have to be somewhere near that world to at least experience the blessings and to fill my cup almost half empty now.

If happiness is a choice then I chose to stick with it even for a day on the first of march. I glued my butt to happiness, not because I deserve it but because ITS MY BIRTHDAY!. :)

Happiness loading......

Purple cake from Nanay!

Happiness overload.

Psalm 23 of a coffeeholic.

Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze.

It maketh me to wake in green pastures:

It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses.

It restoreth my buzz:

It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction,

I will fear no Equal™:

For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me.

Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks:

Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over.

Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life:

And I will dwell in the House of Mochas forever.

Hybernation period is over.

The way sadness works is one of the strange riddles of the world. If you are stricken with a great sadness, you may feel as if you have been set aflame, not only because of the enormous pain, but also because your sadness may spread over your life, like smoke from an enormous fire. You might find it difficult to see anything but your own sadness, the way smoke can cover a landscape so that all anyone can see is black. You may find that if someone pours water all over you, you are damp and distracted, but not cured of your sadness, the way a fire department can douse a fire but never recover what has been burnt down. But a morning kicked in with great surprise and the pain that was long been there vanished in an instant.

Dahil kahit may 4 na, ikaw pa rin ang da best. At kahit 3 ka, ikaw pa rin ang number 1.