December 7, 2008 at 9:02 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Funny thing…
I received this email notice from my sister the other day or so (can’t remember)saying that i received a big kiss from her. Not knowing what it was (was hoping to see some animation but..), i clicked the link and was directed to a site called fanbox. Then i didn’t know what happened next or what i did but i was told that i’ve sent a big kiss to 214 people. So i was like waaaaaaaaaaaa!!!! I thought of those contacts…composed of old contacts that i didn’t know if i still remember them (good if they don’t remember me), those i’ve done business with, some foreign instructors, bank and real estate people, etc, etc…embarrassing! well, well…at least it’s a big kiss.
So if i had accidentally kissed you…should i say sorry? Nah…i’ll just say…it’s accidental! This one isn’t…mwuahah!
September 5, 2008 at 9:37 am · Filed under Uncategorized
There’s nothing more important to me than my freedom.
I can bear heart pains, I can bear loneliness, i can bear physical pain, I can bear extreme weather, I can bear total silence, i can bear eardrum-cracking noise but i can never stand being in a cage.
A cage not physical, a cage that somehow limit my capability of deciding, choosing and thinking. I can give up all but not my freedom. I believe that the most important thing we received in this lifetime is not life itself…not the act of breathing and feeling but the gift of freewill. I would rather die than to be tied and be bound. I hate systems, patterns, routines and predictability.
Some of us think that gratitude means slavery. Some of us think that giving help means power and control. Irritatingly, not many of us try to change this mentality. The newer generation continues to inherit that rotten mentality. What’s worst …the guilt it brings.
Cages…i’m not really fond of those unless i choose to get in! Freedom!
December 22, 2007 at 2:04 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Wow! It’s been a while since my last blog….
In time for Christmas i’m sharing you my hot cocoa recipe:
50grams of 70% dark chocolate (if you have higher the better for its anti-oxidant content)
2mugs (average size) of low fat milk for weight watchers; for kids, please use whole milk…they need it.
1 mountainful tsp of cocoa
1 tbsp of honey (or to taste)
(i use Freia brand for my chocolates)
Using a casserole, warm the milk in medium fire with the dark chocolate bar
when the milk begins to warm then add cocoa
stir until dark chocos melt then add the milk and honey before turning off the stove. (don’t let it boil like your eggs…hehehe)
THAT’S IT….MERRY CHRISTMAS AND ENJOY YOU HOT CHOCO DRINK!!!!
June 12, 2007 at 11:53 am · Filed under reflections
Cliche man pero totoo, ang bilis tumakbo ng panahon! Sa sobrang dami ng mga pangyayari sa buhay ko, minsan di ko na alam kung ako pa rin ba ‘yung taong ipinanganak ng nanay ko. ‘Yung batang lumaki sa kalye ng pasig.
I was packing some things para sa paglilipat ko ng bahay when i thought of these things…naalala ko ‘yung unang malaking hakbang ko papalayo sa minahal kong tirahan sa pasig. Sa loob ng 28 taon hindi pa ako nalayo sa bahay namin…napakalaking lakas ng loob ang inipon ko, marami-rami ring luha ang naubos ko habang nasa eroplano but I did survive the flight. Sa pamamalagi ko rito, nagkaroon ng oras na akala ko diko makakayanan…ang malayo sa pamilya at ang mamuhay sa ibang kultura. Buti na lang loner ako at sanay na hindi maka-relate. Hehehehe! (salamat sa mga friends at family na nagpayo sa akin)…So i survived. Now i’m about to be thrown out sa itinuring kong tahanan sa loob ng mahigit na limang taon. Panibagong lipatan na naman!!! Hindi man ako nangangamba sa pagbabagong ito pero i still feel sad leaving the place. Sentimental!
Habang pinagmamasdan ko ang mga kahon ng gamit naisip ko, dami ko na pa lang na-accumulate sa loob ng halos 6 na taon. I asked myself, gaano kaya karami rito ang itatapon o ipamimigay. The process of discarding…komplikado! Sumagi tuloy sa isip ko ang matagal ko ng pinagmumunimunian…..ang detachment! Disposal of everything i own…everything except some clothes; Magsimulang muli from scratch, maghanap ng bagong propesyon, mag-risk — in it’s true essence. Alam kong kaya ko…in fact kaka-excite nga. Hindi pa nga lang ngayon…pero sigurado…mangyayari!
Nakakainis na nakakatuwang tingnan ang mga boxes, hanggang kailan ko kaya bibitbitin ang mga ito?
May 31, 2007 at 12:29 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
Someday you’ll gonna realize
One day you’ll see through my eyes
But then i won’t even be there
I’ll be happy somewhere
Even if i can’t
I know
You dont really see my worth
You think your the last guy on earth
Well i’ve got news for you
I know i’m not that strong
But it won’t take long
Won’t take long
Chorus
Coz someday, someone’s gonna love me
The way, i want you to need me
Someday, someone’s gonna take your place
One day i’ll forget about you
You’ll see, i won’t even miss you
Someday, someday
But now
I know you can’t tell
I’m down,and i’m not down anyway
But one day these tears
They will all run dry
I won’t have to cry
Sweet goodbye
Chorus
Coz someday, someone’s gonna love me
The way, i want you to need me
Someday, someone’s gonna take your place
One day i’ll forget about you
You’ll see, i won’t even miss you
Someday, someday
March 4, 2007 at 11:59 am · Filed under Uncategorized
How i feel about govt off’l elections:
As a child: I didn’t really care. I was always outside playing. Maybe a little euphoric bec. of the campaigns that i didn’t really understand the meaning.
As a Teenager: Still no cares, but was glad for the few days of no classes since Rizal High School’s usually the voting site. But i did cry when F. Marcos left the country, wasn’t really relieved when C. Aquino was elected.
Early young adulthood: I was really passionate about elections. I even volunteered as a watcher…(kakangawit palang magsulat sa blackboard)
Late young adulthood: Still passionate but more on anger passion, by that time i was beginning to sense the hopelessness of phil. govt. When Erap was elected, i told myself….’i'm leaving the country!’ I worked hard on convincing those around me not to vote Erap. I absented myself from work just to attend the edsa revolution.
Adutlhood: Apathy, i told myself…nothing’s going to change. Whoever we elect, they’ll always be bulok (corrupt)…there’s nothing we can do. I didn’t need to vote.
NOW: I guess reaching the bottom would always result to an upward movement…thus sprang hope and new beginnings…new ways, fresh and full of hope. I decided not to waste my energy (my galet) to those sitting in gov’t positions instead i realized if i begin to channel that energy in looking out for my family, friends and those i can reach, take care of them in the RIGHT and best way i can, that’s good enough help for our country. As was said, always go back to the basic and what’s more basic than the family? Make our family the gov’t, serve them! And as what my only human idol said…kabataan ang pag-asa ng mundo! Educate the children! (I don’t mean sending them to school literally…but really educate them starting from our homes)
Vote wisely if we can but don’t expect it’ll change things, it won’t. Change would always come from within with God’s help. Instead, start good ripples. I believe even a small pebble can create ripples to a vast and deep sea. That’s my hope, maybe not for us living now but for the next generations!
The election is fast approaching, i don’t really believe that my vote will count since i don’t know those people, nobody really knows them except themselves. The real voting happens everyday within ourselves, electing yes or no in our daily decision making is what really counts!
November 6, 2006 at 3:52 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Nanay used to call me ‘amerikana.’ Not bec. i look like one but bec. I only eat pandesal or tinapay sa breakfast. They’d usually find me crying quietly not saying anything even when asked what’s wrong. Tito Meliton would always guess why…no pandesal for breakfast. Then nanay would go on blabbering of ‘kasi tanghali ka na magising, akala mo kung sino kang amerikana!’ Hehehe! But my dear tito Meliton, would come with the pandesal and not only that, he’d throw in a glass of choco drink (what was that again, the choco syrup, one in the dispenser wherein you’ll pull out the top and then squeeze the body?) Anyway, that was during grade school. Later in my life the ‘amerikana’ title had been forgotten but was replaced by….’akala mo kung sinong mayaman!’ LOL! I really find this ridiculous. What have i done this time? Well, i still get up later than everyone most of the time; I’d always find reasons to avoid washing the dishes; I’d complain when we’re having fish (but i do love galunggong) or gulay for dinner; when I’d get up early, it’s bec. I’d go biking or jogging; sometimes, I’d go swimming and all these were thought of, ‘things only rich people can do.’ There were times when I’d stop doing those things, afraid of the accusations but then I’d realize why stop? I love doing those, keeps me fit and gives me pleasure. If i can have ‘pandesal’ or ‘tinapay’ for breakfast, then i must be ‘amerikana’ and if i can do those things then i must be rich!!! Reflecting on that, indeed i am rich!
God gave us everything we need and money is just one of them (so i don’t really equate being rich as having lots of money.) Even when i was a child (clearly i didn’t have money at that time) i had everything i needed. My family provided me of things i couldn’t buy for myself and my environment, aided with my creativity provided me the rest.
How to be rich? Look up, smile, work your mind and be free.
Feeling poor? Ask yourself why… really, why?
By the way, i am now sick and tired of eating bread for breakfast, i now eat sinangag or pansit or whatever is left the night before for breakfast. I’ve learned to eat gulay but wouldn’t crave for it. I still wake up late during my off days. I still find reasons to avoid washing the dishes.
So, what would my title be now?
October 16, 2006 at 4:19 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Am i rushing things up? I’m not that old yet but we all know how we are, always trying to peep into the future. There are times when i just sit and think of what life’s gonna be when i’m old. I have this scene over and over in my head where i’m living in a cabin deep in the forest, with no computers, no tv, no money but with a transistor radio, a cellphone and a 4×4 car. This is my dream; this is what i’m wishing for myself when i retire; this is the life i’d like to live. Raising some chickens, cows, goats with a dog and a horse a monkey perhaps, lots of trees, vegetables and flowers, bonsai. Probably a butterfly garden. As much as i would like to keep a zoo that would probably be difficult since i’ll be old then but i’ll keep my garden so beautiful that i’ll open it for public viewing during weekends.
My time will be spent tending my backyard, fishing and (i would love to learn how to wood sculp so i don’t really have to buy my furnitures) and wood sculpting. In the afternoon, it’ll be good to paint, play the guitar or just simply doze off in a rocking chair (where i’d probably die of old age—>> cliche?) I’ll take my jeep, drive down the city to update myself, visit relatives and friends bringing something from my garden.
Thinking of those, calms and soothes me… snapping back to reality, i’ll think of how much of that will come true…these? Old, no money, cellphone, garden, the occassional visits to loved ones? As i mentioned, i’m not that old yet but in my journey, those things would be a constant resident of my thoughts.
‘The leaves are falling, the sky is getting darker;
The day and the night almost touch each other;
The wrinkling of skin, missing memories;
Time grows nearer, Lord, you’ve got to hold my hand.’ mgm
October 5, 2006 at 5:40 am · Filed under Uncategorized
Six or 7 years ago i’ve created a list of the *things i need to do or have before i die.* It was supposed to be a hundred things but i found out that there weren’t much and i was able to wrote down only 12. Some of it i’ve already done, some still in the process of being fulfilled. Today, i thought of another thing to add in that list….roadtrip without predetermined destination. Not necessarily driving a car, could be on a boat, train, plane or just plain hiking. Maybe a hundred days of just travelling with a backpack of clothes and my camera. Without rules, without predictability, without the unnecessary stress of preparation. No excess baggage!
Wow! A hundred days!!! Well, i should probably start working on thickening my skin for this one!!!
‘Birds fly to wherever they want,
They open their wings while befriending the wind;
Flying solo or in flocks, their freedom i envy the most.’ mgm
June 19, 2006 at 2:06 pm · Filed under Uncategorized
Hehehe! Feeling busy na naman these past few weeks. Wala naman talagang ginagawa. Siguro talagang daming araw ng pasok kaya parang kapag dumarating galing sa work eh bukas ng computer, nood ng sa piling mo at bituing walang ningning, di na makapag-aral kahit sandali tapos paglingon sa orasan eh nakatutok na pala sa dose yung mga kamay.
Tagal ng daytime ngayon, noong isang araw eh halos 4am na nakatulog ni hindi man lang dumilim. Siguro kaya mabilis ang oras kasi ang haba ng araw…huh? eh kasi pag winter sobra namang haba ng oras na tipong bawat butil ng niyebe eh napapansin sa pagbagsak nito. O siguro naman eh talagang maraming gawain…lalo na ngayon na busy ulit ang mga daliri sa pagtipa ng gitara. Ooooh! Mas masarap pakinggan ngayon, mas may taginting.
Pero hindi rin ‘yon dahil sa pagtipa ng gitara eh natigil naman ang panonood ng tv. Saan nga ba napupunta ang oras? Kung iisipin meron namang nagagawa pero parang kulang, parang laging pinipigilan ang orasan sa pagtakbo…ano bang hinahabol? ako lang kaya yun, na parang laging mamamatay sa paglubog ng araw… kaya parang dapat magawa, matikman lahat? Siguro nga…pero ang paghuhugas ng plato, paglalaba ng damit at pag tabas ng damo sa bakuran eh pwedeng-pwedeng maghintay yan bukas…o sa susunod na day off!!!
Next entries »
