Things I'm loving lately:
♥ Weekend outings with family
♥ The Praline Mocha of Starbucks being good enough to tolerate my sticker-collecting sis
♥ hearing "it's ok" or "you're ok"
♥ Having a kuya (well bro in law) for 3 weeks
♥ Being able to wake-up early (thanks to my jet-lagged family)
♥ loving people just because...
♥ a guilt-free and shame-free life
♥ going to work with no hesitations or a sick feeling in the stomach
♥ sweet little Faith and Bless
♥ Goals being met and getting over those that were not met
♥ New options I begin to see
♥ Looking forward to a new year
♥ My God who does not condemn but covers all sins
Monday, November 19, 2007
Christmas Wishlist :)
Is it too early for it? Well :)
1. Lose 15 lbs.
2. Macbook
3. A black corduroy jacket
4. Shopping spree
5. Assorted earrings
6. A raise
7. A Nikon D70 or D40
8. A Starbucks planner
9. ...But dates at the Coffee Bean haha
10.A bed :D
11. A trip somewhere far from here hehe
12. A new environment
13. A new hairdo
14. cell phone
15. A surprise
Lemmi think of more later.. :)
1. Lose 15 lbs.
2. Macbook
3. A black corduroy jacket
4. Shopping spree
5. Assorted earrings
6. A raise
7. A Nikon D70 or D40
8. A Starbucks planner
9. ...But dates at the Coffee Bean haha
10.A bed :D
11. A trip somewhere far from here hehe
12. A new environment
13. A new hairdo
14. cell phone
15. A surprise
Lemmi think of more later.. :)
Thursday, November 15, 2007
MakatiGirlOfMyDreams?
Yesterday I came across this site: nygirlofmydreams
I was like, "aaawww... that is so sweet and romantic."
It would be a great Meg Ryan or Drew Barrymore movie or something.
That SAME day as I was home bound, I decided not to take a cab (since it was still early, around 8-ish). I also decided to walk a different (seemingly quicker) route than what I usually take, walking as fast as i could because the drizzling rain threatens to pour out any minute.
As I cut through a certain parking lot, a guy approached me and introduced himself to me. We talked awkwardly for a few seconds (take note, my steps are not getting slower) and as we walked past a coffee shop, he asked if I would
like to have coffee with him. I quickly came up with a VALID excuse and walked
away as fast as I could.
Man you should've seen my face-- my expression was like a mixture of disbelief, amusement, fear and irritation hahaha. My first thoughts were like, "This guy is crazy or a maniac or whatever-evil-minded-term-goes-here."
Guys NEVER do that in Metro Manila with
total strangers puhlease!!!! It is so NOT cute!
I was like, "aaawww... that is so sweet and romantic."
It would be a great Meg Ryan or Drew Barrymore movie or something.
That SAME day as I was home bound, I decided not to take a cab (since it was still early, around 8-ish). I also decided to walk a different (seemingly quicker) route than what I usually take, walking as fast as i could because the drizzling rain threatens to pour out any minute.
As I cut through a certain parking lot, a guy approached me and introduced himself to me. We talked awkwardly for a few seconds (take note, my steps are not getting slower) and as we walked past a coffee shop, he asked if I would
like to have coffee with him. I quickly came up with a VALID excuse and walked
away as fast as I could.
Man you should've seen my face-- my expression was like a mixture of disbelief, amusement, fear and irritation hahaha. My first thoughts were like, "This guy is crazy or a maniac or whatever-evil-minded-term-goes-here."
Guys NEVER do that in Metro Manila with
total strangers puhlease!!!! It is so NOT cute!
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Paglimot at Pag-alala
Noong isang linggo naisipan ko nang itapon ang isang kahon ng mga materyal na alaala ng nakaraan-- mga sulat, regalo, tuyong rosas, diary, maging ilan sa mga larawan.
Sa totoo lang, nagdalawang isip ako-- nangamba na sa oras na itapon ko ang lahat ng ito ay tila itinapon ko narin ang lahat ng pinagsamahan namin.Hindi ba ganoon ang ipinahihiwatig noon?
Pero napaisip din ako. Sa mga panahon na kinikimkim ko ang isang kahon ng mga alaalang ito ay nananatili akong bilanggo ng nakaraan-- kung sino ako noon at kung sino sila noon. Ang kahon na iyon ay nanatili sa nakaraan at di nagbigay daan sa kasalukuyan.
Napaka ironic noh? The more I hold on to the memories and try to remember, the less I give the friendship a chance since I can't accept the fact that we are not the same people we used to be. Until we become mere strangers who once knew each other.
Akala ng lahat ay talagang nakalimot lang ako ng ganun ganun. May nag akala na di ko lang talaga pinahalagahan ang mga alaala. Sa totoo pala ay ako ang pinaka hirap makatanggap ng pagbabago; mag move-on. Kaya minabuti ko nalamang na lumayo at mag kibit balikat. Magsimula ng ibang buhay.
Pero mahirap palang mabuhay ng ganito. Gusto ko nang maging malaya. Malayang magmahal; malayang tumanggap.
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Para kay May- heto ang kwento ko. Kahit hindi ito ang inaasahan mong kwento hehe.
Sa totoo lang, nagdalawang isip ako-- nangamba na sa oras na itapon ko ang lahat ng ito ay tila itinapon ko narin ang lahat ng pinagsamahan namin.Hindi ba ganoon ang ipinahihiwatig noon?
Pero napaisip din ako. Sa mga panahon na kinikimkim ko ang isang kahon ng mga alaalang ito ay nananatili akong bilanggo ng nakaraan-- kung sino ako noon at kung sino sila noon. Ang kahon na iyon ay nanatili sa nakaraan at di nagbigay daan sa kasalukuyan.
Napaka ironic noh? The more I hold on to the memories and try to remember, the less I give the friendship a chance since I can't accept the fact that we are not the same people we used to be. Until we become mere strangers who once knew each other.
Akala ng lahat ay talagang nakalimot lang ako ng ganun ganun. May nag akala na di ko lang talaga pinahalagahan ang mga alaala. Sa totoo pala ay ako ang pinaka hirap makatanggap ng pagbabago; mag move-on. Kaya minabuti ko nalamang na lumayo at mag kibit balikat. Magsimula ng ibang buhay.
Pero mahirap palang mabuhay ng ganito. Gusto ko nang maging malaya. Malayang magmahal; malayang tumanggap.
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Para kay May- heto ang kwento ko. Kahit hindi ito ang inaasahan mong kwento hehe.
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