Monday, October 29, 2007

what is a trashcan to you?

To a toddler, a trashcan is just something that holds his ugly toys. To a gradeschooler, a trashcan is just someting that contains his failed exams. To a high school kid, it contains letter of a former love. To a street kid, whatever the trashcan contains, so goes life.

We take things that we have around us for granted but we must stop to think that for some people, what we consider trash is a treasure to them. It is what they need to survive. It is what makes their life easier.

What do you have that is trash but could be something else to someone?

Sunday, October 28, 2007

to celebrate or not to celebrate?

My birthday is coming up in two days. Normally, I'd be all excited and gungho and be thinking of what cake I should get, what gifts I would receive, and what have you. Maybe its because I'm getting older or maybe I've just become too jaded but I'm just not into it this year. Maybe its because of the many problems I've gone through in the last few months or I've finally let go of that child in me who still celebrates birthdays.

I just don't know. What I just wanted before was to have a small celebration with family and friends. Someone who will give me a balloon bouquet, someone who will bring me cake, someone who will give me simple gifts, and someone who will prepare all of this without me being involved. Is that too much to ask? =p

So you out there, why don't you grab a slice of cake and tell me about your best birthday ever.

Wednesday, October 24, 2007

dream a lil dream

When I was a kid, I dreamt of becoming a flight attendant. I wanted to wear that cute lil outfit and fly from continent to continent for free. Then I realized that they were glorified helpers in a plane and decided that I'd rather be on the other end of the table.

I dreamt of becoming an executive secretary next. I know. Pretty weird for someone who was boyish and who could outpunch anyone in grade school. I wanted to be with the boss when there are dinnner meetings and look all fancy in a smashing outfit. Then I realized that I'd rather be the boss.

Next on my list of dreams was to be chef. I wanted to whip up fancy meals and served them to oohh's and aahhh's of people. I even dipped my hand at baking and was a bit successful at it. Then I realized that I really didn't have a signature dish and nothing I cook sets apart what I make from that of everyone else. Yes it was good but it was not mindblowing.

Then I wanted to be a reporter. You know, the one who's all poised and all that even with people killing each other behind her back. I wanted to report things as they were happening. Then Edsa 3 happened and my Mom saw these reporters with head wounds from the commotion. Poof! There goes my dream.

Lastly, I wanted to be a lawyer. Yes, a crimila lawyer and though I did pass the entrance test to take Pre-Law, my family was just too winded up and paranoid to let me. They had pictures of my car blwoing up soon as I get in. Tsk tsk.

So now, where am I? I work for the BPO of one of the largest banks in the world, handling all the complaints of our customers. Am I happy? I'm grateful for the fact that I have a job but to say that I am in love with what I do would be an overstatement. I'm grateful. Let's leave it at that.

What were your dreams?

Monday, October 22, 2007

stay in the room

I just saw an Oprah Primetime episode discussing a short film called Room 10. In the show, they showed a clip where an old man was speaking to a nurse. He was holding his wife's hand who was in a coma and he said to the nurse that he was happy that he was the one holding her hand after all these years.

The nurse then replies, you were lucky. He answers "Luck is the excuse of a lazy man who doesn't want to work. Luck has nothing to do with it. It's hard work. You get tired. tired of seeing the same person cross the room, tired of the same old stories, tired of the same fights." And she replies, "so there really is no secret?" He answers, "Yes there is. Stay in the room."

It seems so simple right? Stay in the room, don't leave, hold on, stay strong. Why is it then the hardest thing to do? Why do we immeidately head for the door when the going gets tough? Why do we hurt the one person we need to love the most? Why is it so hard to stay in the room?

Sunday, October 21, 2007

be my reason to dream

Has anyone ever told you that? How would you feel? How did it make you feel? Did you feel good about it or did it put a lot of pressure on you? Did it make you happy or sad because you did not want to be that person's reason for dreaming?

Modesty aside, I've been told this a lot of times in my past. Always, when I hear these words, I feel a lil tingle inside because it is such a romantic thing to hear and it makes me feel that I have touched a life or two. Sadly, when I part ways with the person, I then feel bad because oftentimes, that person will start letting go of their dreams.

On the other hand, I have yet to meet someone who has been able to make me say these words. I don't know. I've always dreamt for myself and now for my son. My son is my own so he kind of doesn't count. I think it's but natural that you dream for your son.

What about you? Have you met someone who was able to make you say, "you're my reason for dreaming?"

Saturday, October 20, 2007

reasons and season

There are some people in your life that would pass by, making you think that they will be there forever. There ar some people who pass by and stay, making you wish they won't be there forever. Whatever the reason is, I firmly believe that each person who passes by in your life has something to teach you, something to tell you, and something to share with you. It may be something good, it may be something heartbreaking; or it may be something insignificant but always, there will be something you will get from that person.

I often wonder why there were people in my life whom I wanted to keep and whom I thought would be a friend forever but soon, much too soon, they leave. Oftentimes, I feel heartbroken when they do and I convince myself to not let myself be hurt by someone, only to find myself being friends with someone new. I just pray that if this new person is someone I wanna keep, fate will let me.

Have you ever had that one person you wonder about from time to time? You know, that one person you think of someone who could have been a lifelong friend but as easily as they ease into your life, they were gone just as quick? Tell me your story.

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Scrapbook Materials

Got some new ones that were dirt cheap ... Php15 only .... beat that!

And I also got some cloth materials that are just so nice ... I think I'm gonna use them as belts or scarves ...
Really lovely colors no? And the fabric are just so rich ...

Saturday, October 13, 2007

got to believe in magic

Have you ever wondered what makes two complete strangers fall in love with each other? What is it aout that other person that made him stand out from the rest? Why did you choose that person to be the one in your life? Was it the way he looked at you; the way he smelled; the way his eyes lit up? Was it a line he said? A funny moment perhaps? Or was it that time you fell from the stairs and he rushed over to help you out, all worried that you may have hurt yourself? Could it be that he hates the way your consume coffee and yet he buys one because he knows it would make you smile?

Whatever it may be, I hope you will remember what it was that made you fall in love. If you have time, maybe you can even share it with me.

Friday, October 12, 2007

Who are you?

So tell me, who are you? What makes you tick? What makes you laugh? what makes you smile? I'm curious to know who my readers are (the very few but loyal.) Consider it a birthday gift since my birthday is quite near.

Grab a hot cup of coffee, tea, or chocolate and tell me, who are you?

Tuesday, October 9, 2007

if ...

If you have never failed, then you probably have not been "fighting" in the right "weight" class with the best competition. If you have never been hurt, then you have probably never gone after something that you loved. If you have never been frightened, then you have probably never put yourself on the line or cared about something enough to - - win or lose - - simply give it everything you've got. You know, give it your all. If you have never fallen, , then you have not grown or learned how to get up. If you have never lost, then you probably have not taken enough chances.

So if learning and living involves so much "failing" and faltering, how do you know if you've ever done anything right? You would know when you fall - - you fall, but your heart, it dances.

So keep falling and keep on dancing. Do you think your heart has danced enough?

* taken from a book I received today from a newfound friend. Ü

To those who know how to knit, please participate in this worthy endeavor by a good blogging friend of mine, GrayMama.

Monday, October 8, 2007

want some cupcakes?

(missing cupcakes was eaten by SO)

When I was a child, we would have cupcakes for merienda fromt ime to time. It was a special treat that we would get when we behaved or had really high grades. I would look forward to it since it was a rare occasion. My family was not poor by any means but we were not as well off as my other classmates as well. Back then, we had to earn w"treats" and in some ways, it helped us strived to be better since we knew that if you worked hard enough, there would be something that good in store for you.

Now that I am a Mom myself to B (my baby boy), I would probably do the same thing to him when he starts school. I don't want him to be a spoiled brat, hence, he should earn the rewards that will be given to him or the ones that he will desire so he would know the value of things.

For now, since he is still my adorable baby boy, he can have a cupcake or two if he wants simply because he is such a precious gift that keeps me inspired. As for you, why not grab one and tell me a story from your childhood.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

to holding on ...

Someday I will smile and find the warmth of my smile reflected back to me. Someday I will reach out and find that I only have to reach halfway for someone will be reaching out to me. Someday I will find the true meaning of the word love that many use so carelessly. Someday I will find someone with whom I can share. But for now I must try to know myself and the world around me. So when the time comes for me to give I will know the meaning of my gift.

I've decided to create a new blog because of all the turmoil that I've been through lately. I was watching a concert last night with my SO (significant other) and it was titled Inspired and the artists was just overflowing with so much happiness and inspiration that I thought, why not change the title of my blog to Inspired and be just like him?

And so this first post goes out to everyone who has had their heart broken and still believe that somwhere out there, there is one person meant for them; that that person you fought with vehemently this morning is the same person you will cuddle with tonight; that that person who made you cry buckets of tears will also be the same one who will wipe it away. To us ladies, for our inner strength in holding on to our SO, cheers!

Monday, October 1, 2007

ber months are coming

I am so happy. Yes, I am! I am so happy because finally things are starting to fall back into its rightful place. Hubby and I are okay now and it seems that he is changeing for the better. He even got me tickets to the Christian Bautista concert. He also got me some cd's that I have been wanting to buy and has exerted effort to being a sweeter hubby.

On that note, these ornaments that you are seeing on top are actually ornaments that I got from our visit to Tiendesitas. Guess how much they are? PHP20.00 each. Whee! So cheap and yet such a good find. I love cheap thrills. Hehe. Those of you who read my blog should know that.

Don't you think it's nice? Are you starting to get Xmas stuff?
Mommy Len said...
Nice to know that things are going well between you and hubby. Happy for you my dear!
Blogger Mike Abundo said...
Oh, good. You had us all worried there for a while. In my relief, I'm willing to overlook the fact that you mentioned Christian Bautista. :P

Thankfully, I'm spared the hype that makes people celebrate winter in a tropical country in October. :)