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Wednesday, October 22, 2008

ironies

...it's how good i am at managing the affairs of others but flunk on mine.

...it's taking care of people's investments but spend all of mine.

...it's telling others to be strong but go chicken shit on my issues.

seasons


like we always fail to see and feel
how mysterious the leaves are during fall,
when the ghost of summer past haunts
and stalks our sanity with cold sadism.

like the supposed second best holiday;
how it turned into the box-office hit
of nightmare stories and drama anthologies
raking in royalties of sadness and gloom.

and so i chant, "viva la sol!".
it will pass, i tell ya - so goes my mantra.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

of kiddie pics, families and growing up

I've been browsing albums of old pics. And wow, what gladness it brings upon me when I look at them and remember the good old times. I never feel that way when I browse the newer pics. Two things. Either I had a happy childhood or I'm just a silly woman looking at silly pics.

*Ewww. Brothers and sisters looking all thin and wearing the fashion then. Hahahaha!*

Filipino families are known to be closely knit. We attend every family member's birthday party, or baptism, or confirmation, or first communion and every other "firsts". We stay with our parents 'til we get married and even after marriage! hehehe. That's not one of my plans though. We prepare foods (and booze, of course) during fiestas as if it will be the last fiesta in the world - with all the relatives coming to our houses and joining the occasion.

I scanned some pics (because I have a friggin' new all-in-one printer. It's not posh but hey, it does exactly what the manual says!



yay! my lovely mama!







ikkle beata...


And no matter how far you've gone down deepshit, your family will always be there for you. lovers will leave you, as well as friends, but never will your family hurt you or disown you. Even when you sometimes wouldn't appreciate the little things they do for you. Even when you marry rebellion all because of boring normality in things or otherwise.

And yes I had a happy childhood! and i hope i have grown up.

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Sorry, you were stuck with my sad self for a little while there. It's the heat and the caffeine!

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Saturday, October 11, 2008

kaibigan

kaibigan - friend


friends, how many of us have them? friends. ones you can depend on.



...and as sure as the rising and setting of the sun, friends do come and go. we bid them well. and we assure them we'll always have that same warm welcoming arms ready for their comeback. even when they talk crap about us. even when they accuse us. even when they seem not to appreciate the littlest but most thoughtful things we do. even when we mean nothing to them.

friends...


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Had a successful Quarterly Accounting Meeting today. Thanks to Mark and Ton for the assistance aka setting up the LCD Projector and putting it out. I have already facilitated four Accounting Meetings this year and im ready for my Performance Evaluation hehe.





Saturday, October 4, 2008

weekend blues

thank the demi-gods for weekends. we get to realize things.

1. i haven't taken pictures of street foods for mick. it remains a promise. don't worry mick. the Philippines doesn't run out of street foods. hehe.
2. life is too short to spend it thinking of the sad events of our lives. commit mistakes. learn from them. move on. be happy.
3. fyi, tita arlene has succumbed to death friday morning, around 2am. she was good to me and the rest of my friends. may your soul rest in peace. not to worry; we'll take care of Marldon.
4. wakes/loss of loved ones are ways of strengthening friendships. i love my friends. they are my rock. their happiness is my happiness. their worries are my worries as well.
5. people who are afraid to commit are never serious and never sincere with their feelings. i wish them maturity, a sense of responsibility and the balls to commit already. hehe... or just stay away so that both parties can move on and start dreaming more beautiful and mutual dreams.


sorry, it's the caffeine talking.