Thursday, March 27, 2008

a miracle is what we need

Right now, we are all suffering in our family. A childhood friend of my twin brothers, a kid who I've considered as a brother, has been diagnosed with acute liver cirrhosis. Every single article I've read says that the effects are irreversible. Irreversible. It seems so final. It is final. He's only 18 years old. Too youn to die. Too young to leave this earth. My husband says that its better this way. At least he won't suffer anymore. Some part of me agrees. Another part wants to raise hell at everyone over the injustice of this. I don't know how to handle this kind of situation. I've had two deaths in the family but in some way I was removed from it since it happened in the province and I was not able to attend the funeral. Please pray for him. If it is time for him to go, then let it be swift and painless for him. If he is to survive this, then please pray that we all have the strength to support him. Most of all, please pray for him and his family.

We love you Mark. You are my other lil brother.

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

The Papaya Dance

Recently, the Papaya Dance was featured in Good Morning America I think. So it was very amusing to me how they got wind of this Filipino craze .. it was even more hilarious when they started dancing and this Diane woman couldn't get it. What's even more hilarious is the Philippine Army dancing to it. Click it if you want to laugh and roll on the floor.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

a darling lil sister ....

She is fire. She can kill with a stare. She is ice. She can never be touched. She inspires admiration from both family and strangers. She is bratty and selfish, yet she is selfless and loving. She is snow, pure as light yet venomous as a black widow. She is a child, yet in her there is an inner strength that only a woman of years know.

She is a child, a lady, a woman. She is my sister. She is me. She is everything that I am not.

Happy 8th birthday Sis! Mwah!

*** here's B asleep, tired from all the playing that he did with his aunt an hour ago ...

Monday, March 24, 2008

ABC and its effect

B can now sing ABC, Twinkle Twinkle and Happy Birthday all by himself. After singing happy birthday, he would even make the blowing the canlde motion. He looks really cute. Ü Here's a picture of him showing off his budding modelling skill. Looks like he might take over Mommy after all.

I recently read in a magazine article that when you have a harmonious relationship with hubby at home and a fun atmosphere as well, it causes you to have less stress at the workplace. I think this is true. My work is quite risky since it deals with money and all but so far (knock on wood) I believe that I am coasting pretty well. I think the attitude that I've planned to adapt helps as well. I am aiming for a work life balance and believe in the FISH philosophy that you are able to choose your attitude. Granted that there will be days this will be difficult but I think most days, you really can choose how you will be.

Do you agree with me on this?

Sunday, March 23, 2008

What's on my desk?

This is my desk at my new office. Hehe. You can see the laptop and my phone and what have you.
What's on your desk?

Monday, March 17, 2008

fun with pictures

I recently discovered this fun application in Friendster. For those of you who are not familiar with friendster, its sort of like Facebook but more laidback I guess. Anyway, the new application I discovered is called the cartoonizer and what it does is turn normal pictures into sketches. It is so cool I tell you. See B's picture below.

Cool huh? Try it out yourself. Ü

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

seeking prayers

We're facing a bit of a problem and we need your prayers to help us get through this. Please pray for us to have strength and courage to overcome the situation we are in. They say that the lord does not give you problems you can't overcome and I believe that. I just need all the prayers we can get.

Monday, March 10, 2008

I remember the boys ...

but I don't remember the feeling ... anymore.

It's funny. Here I am sitting in front of the PC, making sure that I don't fall asleep so that I can sleep tomorrow morning and make sure that I am up and running when I go to the office at night and just you know, chilling out when out of nowhere, my MP3 plays a song that brings me down to memory lane.

It's actually a specific memory lane. One that I kind of want to share with you just to find out if others go through this sometime or maybe its just me.

For those not familiar with the title, its a song by Lea Salonga called I Remember the Boy. It talks about past loves and remembering them but not feeling the same way about them. And I do, I remember them all and the songs that they have dedicated to me or the songs that I associate them with. So here's my list. Ü

Mike. My high school sweetheart. My 1st boyfriend though not necessarily my first love. I remember him when I hear Somebody by Depeche Mode. I wish I could say that it was our song but it wasn't. It was his song with his first love who ended up being his wife. It still stings at times when I hear this because there were a few unpleasant memories that I associate it with. Wherever he is now, I hope he's happy. He taught me how painful love can be but he also taught me how wonderful a first kiss was.

Nald. My Dawson Leery and my first love. I don't know if I ever told him that he was my first love. After all, I only fully realized what he was in my life back in college when we kissed for the first and last time. I remember him when I hear Why Can't it Be or A Friend of Mine. Obviously, it was never us though I think that if we were brave enough, it could have been.

JP. My college sweetheart. I first fell for his best firend and then we fell for each other and thier friendship fell apart. I regret breaking their friendship to this day. He was really sweet and dedicated. He was my rock during the crazy times I had in college and he helped me through a lot of problems. Too much togetherness killed our relationship I believe. Our song was When You Say Nothing at All. Irony of all things was he hooke dup with a best buddy of mine which caused the downfall of our friendship. Payback's a bitch huh?

Karlo. He was the bestfriend. We were made to sing during an orientation at a time that I found out he was just leading me on coz he knew I liked him. It's amazing that I didn't cry at that time we were singing You Won't See Me Crying. He did though, a lot of times.

Zoltan. He was an actor and an older guy. I was only 17 then and he was 26 I think. Met him at an acting workshop where he was my big brother and then we kind of fell for each other. My Mom hated him for "taking advantage" and that drove me to end our one month relationship. I think I hurt him pretty badly. I'm sorry. It was the right love at the wrong time. I told him somewhere down the road, we might meet again. We never did.

Edward. Online love that ended online as well. Looking back now, he caught me at a time where I was still too insecure about myself, my life, my body, and my worth. I felt that he did not love me enough nor treasured me. I thought that he didn't care. I had too many expectations of him and when he didn't meet it, I got upset. Now I realized that he did love me, loved me a lot. A fond memory was a night that I slept over a friend's house to finish a documentary and everything that could go wrong went wrong. He came over and did everything to make sure that we would pass. When I was freaking out, he stood up, hugged me, and sang Say It to me.

Ryan. Last week, I had coffee with a coworker. A guy. I don't remember how we got to talking about exes but we did and I mentioned that Ryan was the guy that every single female dreams of having as a boyfriend. Romantic, thoughtful, sweet, loves with abandon, cute, tall, smart, funny, and all that. This coworker of mine answered, "So if he's so perfect, why is he an ex?" I was stumped. To this day, I ask myself why I broke up with him. The only reason I can think of now is so that I can meet my future hubby. At that time though, I just felt unhappy. I know I hurt him really bad and I know that in some ways, he will never forgive me though we talk occasionally now. our song was To Be With You. He serenaded me in his car with that song when I was still nursing a broken heart. He was so patient and so forgiving then of all the hurt I inflicted on him. He just kept telling me that all he wanted was to love me and to make me happy. How many guys do you know are like that? And that is what he did. He loved me and loved me and made me happy. Ours was probably the most tumultous of all my relationships but he was always there. He never left me hanging. I did.

Chip. My rockstar. I will never forget Iris. Too bad we weren't able to connect when you left and when you came back, it was already too late. It will always be a what if.

Reading this now, I realized that I have hurt a lot of people and been hurt by them as well. I am sorry for the hurt I've given them but I know that in the same way that thier hurting me made me a stronger and better person, I know that I did the same for them. So to you all, I hope you're happy now and that sometimes, you remember me too with a fond smile on your face.

Sunday, March 9, 2008

Sweet Valley Fever

Admit it! If you're in your mid twenties or older ... you are most likely one of the huge fans of the SV series. I know I was. Actually, I'm still trying to complete the series jsut for the sake of completing it. So let's go down memory lane and see how much of the following you can answer. Got the questions from here bdw. More information here too.

If you want to get rid of your Sweet Valley books, GIVE THEM TO ME PLEASE!

1.What was the name of the SVH sports teams?
2.What about the fraternity and sorority on campus?
3.Or the local pizza place?
4.Or the clothes boutique at the mall where Lila shoplifted all that stuff from?
5.Who was Nicholas Morrow?
6.Ken Matthews?
7.Dana Larson?
8.What was Liz’s favorite carbonated beverage?
9.What number was part of one of Jessica’s catch-phrases?
10.What identical item of jewelry did the twins wear?
I answered about 4. How many did you get?

Saturday, March 8, 2008

crayola party

You're invited! Grab a pad of paper and this box of crayons that I am giving you and start drawing to your hearts content. Come on, I know you want to. Doesn't a box of crayon give you that warm, tingly, fuzzy feeling when you see a box of crayons. I know I do.

I'm drawing a house right now, with a blue roof and violet windows. I know. Crazy colors but a lil color in your life can't hurt you. I think we all need more color in our life actually. When everything is all black and white or gray and brown, I feel that its too dry. It's boring. No life at all. My house will have colors .. will have that rainbow edge to it. I think a lot of people will like it.
What are you drawing?

Friday, March 7, 2008

too blessed to be stressed

Image from here.

I am blessed.

Yes, I am blessed because I have what matters in life ... these are the things that I look forward to at the end of the day.
  • a house to go home to

  • hubby preparing our room so that I can hit the sack since I'm on GY now

  • my son screaming "MOMMY" at the top of his lungs and grabbing his bike because he knows that we will go around the village when I wake up in the afternoon

  • family who love me no matter what

  • friends who have been there since time immemorial

  • my scrapbooks which help me relive the memories

  • my ability to say thank you and sorry when needed

  • others ability to forgive me

  • good health

  • security
  • and my God ... though I am not the church going type, I believe in God and I know he loves me no matter how undeserving I may be.
Are you blessed?

past, present, and future

20 years ago I …

was about to enter grade school
was still afraid of the dark
was a very lonely, scared little girl

10 years ago I . . .

* was nursing my first heartache
* about to finish high school
* was a real overachiever (cheerleader, team captain debating team, president of the choir, associate editor in chief, host, choreographer, theater actress, and so on)

5 years ago I...

graduated from college
got my first job and was promoted after 6 months
still with Eros … hahaha! (read post below to understand this post)

3 years ago I . . .

gave birth to a healthy and handsome baby boy
learned to be domesticated
patched things up with my family

So far this year I . . .

have switched companies and it seems, careers
have come to realize that I have really sucky financial management skills
am failing miserably in eating healthier

Yesterday I . . .
attended my first day in my new company
fell asleep with B asleep on my tummy
got my foot massaged by husby

Tomorrow . . .

I’m back on the graveyard shift
I will know if I am being issued a laptop by my new company
I’ll know what kind of an adventure I’m embarking on. Ü Wish me luck!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

6 things you really don't need to know about me

Six quirky things about me aka things you really don't need to know about me. Lol!

1) I can fart and burp like a man. Hahahahahaha!
2) My feet used to smell. It doesn't anymore.
3) I can eat 5 cotton candies in a row and not feel nauseous or sick about the sugar overload.
4) I can carry 2 hour conversations with complete strangers.
5) I'm a freak magnet. I was told this by a guy I used to date. It was because I seem to draw all kinds of guys, even freaks.
6) In college, as reminded to me just now by a friend, I thought that my ex was Eros reincarnated because he was so perfect. Seriously.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

To every guy ... (hopefully B turns out like this)

To every guy that's said, "Sex CAN wait."
To every guy that's said, "You're beautiful."
To every guy that was never too busy to drive across town to see her.
To every guy that gives her flowers and a card when she is sick or down.
To every guy who has given her flowers just because.
To every guy that said he would die for her.
To every guy that really would.
To every guy that cried in front of her...
To every guy that she cried in front of...
To every guy that holds hands with her.
To every guy that kisses her with meaning.
To every guy that hugs her when she's sad.
To every guy that hugs her for no reason at all.
To every guy who would give their jacket up for her.
To every guy that calls to make sure she got home safe.
To every guy that would sit and wait for her for hours just to see her for ten minutes.....
To every guy that would give his seat up...
To every guy that just wants to cuddle.
To every guy that reassured her that she was beautiful no matter what.
To every guy who told his secrets to her.
To every guy that tried to show how much he cared through every word and every breath.
To every guy that thought maybe this could be the one.
To every guy that believed in her dreams.
To every guy that would have done anything so she could achieve them.
To every guy that never laughed at her when she told him her dreams.
To every guy that walked her to the car and opened the door.
To every guy that gave his heart.
To every guy who prays that she is happy even if you are not with her...

Not many girls appreciate nice guys anymore...
And because of this, there are not many left out there...
I guarantee 90% of the men on your page will not repost this cuz they care more about their image.

My challenge for you is this.

If you are a nice guy repost this with: "I'm this guy" If you are a girl that thinks every guy should treat a girl this way repost this with: "To every guy" afterwards, leave a comment here with the link to your repost. Ü

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

say what????

Remember when I was moaning about not having a job? Well, not only have I gotten a job and started last March 3, but it seems that I am also going to be sent off to different parts of the world because of my job and I am even going to have an American Express Gold Card to pay for my expenses. Isn't that the coolest thing ever? Hehe ...

This is from someone who has never set foot outside my own country. Whee!!!! Ü
PS. Please pray for my hubby. He still has to find a job and being a houseband does not seem to suit him. Thanks guys!

Sunday, March 2, 2008

importance of maket value

My Market Value

I was at a gathering once and I overheard a conversation which pretty mmuch stated the importance of market value. They siad that everytime someone transfers or hops in the call center industry (to which I belong), one's market value raises. If it doesn't, then there is somethign wrong. I used to agree with this but I have come to realize that you must also be happy with the people you are working with and be happy in your workplace. No matter how big your paycheck is, if you are stressed every single day, it doesn't matter.

Do you agree with me? Or is it really all about the money nowadays?

Saturday, March 1, 2008

starbucks story

The weather could be sunny, rainy, or a bit overcast. The chairs comfortable, plush, and can sit anyone willing to plant their derriere for a moment or more. The ambience is very soothing to the soul and soft music is playing. The aroma of coffee is so strong that it gives you an instant energy boost soon as you enter the place.

Two strangers meeting for the first time and finding out they have a lot in common. They talk and talk, not noticing that hours have already passed. When they see the time, they are amazed. They both knew that they were officially hooked.
A group of friends come in and sit, chatting boisterously. They trade stories and war memories of statistics classes that they have just gone through. They share memories of the terror teacher they had and their crush who doesn't know they exist. This will always be the place where they would reminisce.

Two lovers deep in conversation; people unaware that their hearts were getting torn to bits and pieces. They are breaking up and much as they would love to be somewhere private, they know that they need to be here, the one place where it all started.

Families who don't see each other frequently grab a quick of coffee here to catch up on each other's lives. Really? He's married now? Whoa! Let's do this again. I miss seeing you.

These are just some of my Starbucks stories. These are the events in my life that Starbucks have been witness to. Falling in love, falling out of love, chatting with friends and catching up with family members. I feel lucky that Starbucks is now a part of my life and I hope that it will always be there to share my happiness, my pain, and my memories.

So feel free to sit down on the couch and have a drink with me.