My New Play Pen

This is the new play pen wehehehehe




Windows everywhere


The loft




So what do you on your first day at work? Party of course!




One cool Boss



Layla's Paparazzi shot


Gangsta Boy Ben


Ben's post-birthday party

Word Of God Speak

by MercyMe


I'm finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it's okay
The last thing I need is to be heard
But to hear what You would say

[CHORUS]
Word of God speak
Would You pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That You're in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In Your holiness
Word of God speak

I'm finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice

[REPEAT CHORUS 2x]

I'm finding myself at a loss for words
And the funny thing is it's okay

Tomorrow

Tomorrow's a new day
ain't that a comfort?

Tomorrow God's mercy will be fresh again.

Tomorrow I will move in to a new house. To a new neighborhood. After almost 8 years in Diliman.

Tomorrow I will not go home to Pampanga as I usually do when my parents were there.


Tomorrow I shall face another challenge--

Get up. Face the day head on. Live the vision. Make a difference. Give glory to my Maker.

Tomorrow I will ask a fresh outpouring of His grace and Spirit, for that is the only way I could face all the morrows thereafter.

This is not to say I don't tremble nor fear nor think of retreating.

But tomorrow, God said He'd be there.

Chat Line

Chachie hates chatting with me, well simply because we don't chat... we e-mail! Sorry bout that gurl, all web-based messengers are blocked in my office.

So here's what I did, I installed a yaplet to my blog... haha. So now I could chat with people by simply having them click that black rectangular "Chat here!" button on the upper left side of my blog.

Well if anyone needs to talk, if you have a question, concern,or anything (or if you need Jesus in your life!) feel free to click that. I would be online most of the day (during weekdays). God bless everyone!

Tidbit Update

Black Eye

My eye is finally getting back to normal. I had a black swollen right eye for a few days. Fortunately, the bruise lined my eyelid elegantly much like a dark greenish-blue eye shadow.

No, I am not a battered wife. Er, I am not a wife altogether. I am more of a battered aunt. Migoy and I were on a tickle fest on my mom’s bed last weekend when in his glee, he accidentally gave me a terrible headbutt. Migoy sobbed for a few seconds, sobered, and resumed to his harot while I was still seeing stars and chirping birds flying around me.

Long weekend

I had an extra long weekend. Aside from the Monday holiday (*Salutes to Ninoy*), I also took a leave last Tuesday. I’m trying to spend as much quality time with my parents before they leave for the States. We had a post-birthday dinner at Teriyaki Boy Sunday night, went pseudo-shopping with sister last Monday, and strolled in the mall with parents (swapping ice cream cones with mom) Tuesday night. Reminded me of this article I wrote.

Moving

It just dawned to me this morning as I woke up— all the changes that would happen in a couple of weeks. Mom and Dad are leaving, possibly for good. I, not wanting to leave the Philippines, swallowed hard in realization of really having to live on my own. It’s not that I haven’t been living on my own for the past eight years, but somehow it's different when they are not a bus ride away anymore. Despite my 5-or-more-days-a-week stay in Manila, home has always been my parents' home. When things don't work out for me, they are ususally just there. When I suddenly decide to resign from work (which I have a reputation of doing), I go home. When I'm broke I go home. When I'm lonely, I go home. But would home still be home in a couple of weeks?

I am also moving to another apartment. After living with my friends (and my spiritual mom) for the past 3 years, in my comfort zone, Quezon City, I now brave to move for many reasons. I have been praying about this and I realized it is really time to break camp. The cloud is moving. I need to grow out of my comfort zones. Well that, plus the practical stuff of proximity to work.

*gulp* some growing up I need to do.

last blog for the week

I can't believe Starbucks is winning over CBTL. On my own blog, on my own poll! argh haha
Chuckie says I can't make people think like me. yeah. after the not-so-subtle attempts of brainwashing that i do on this blog, people still can't see the truth that CBTL is the best. hahharhar.


Btw, August na *wink wink*
Following after Chachie's subtle pre-birthday hints here's my list as well haha:

I desperately need:

*an ipod protector for my 1st gen nano
*black patent leather open-toed wedges/red patent leather pumps
*gym membership/4 lbs. dumbells

that's all i can think of now,darn.

Click this instead

It's my last blog for the week. I'm on leave tomorrow to do stuff with my 'rents... I'd prolly wont get to blog this weekend, so there. Ü

updates

Just a quick update

SSS ID

I finally received my SSS ID! yahooo!

After more than 2 years worth of contributions, I finally came around and arranged for an SSS ID 3 months ago. To think SSS is a few blocks from our place in QC haha. You couldn't imagine the ordeal I had to go through dealing with banks without this tiny card. hurmph. That's what I get for not driving or flying (or mustering my guts to get a TIN ID).

My sis in Pampanga texted: "Andito na pla SS id mo." And I replied: "Yehey! Ganda?" (err, like it matters?) Sis: "Ganda pix. May bangs."

Pantot

After watching a feature by Jessica Soho on Pantots (skunks), we affectionately call Migoy pantot. And he loves his new nickname haha. "Pantot ako!" He says. Funny kid.

Kids are so much fun. Migoy's current fixation is his recently-discovered language rule-- singular and plural. Like "Lolo... maraming lolo-- lolos!" One time he kept on asking mamu to "open [the] bak." mamu kept on asking, "what bak?" Later on, everyone figured that he meant the "box." Kung sabagay, isa lang. Eh di bak lang.

Back with the bangs

yep, after a couple of months of being bangs-free, i decided to get back with the bangs hehe. I got so bored last Sunday and had the strongest urge to get a hold of a pair of scissors... tadaaa!

Moving
Or at least I want to move... Ate Di offered to share her apartment in Makati. Moving near my workplace would save around 3 hours of travel time each day. No prob going home late, too. I need somebody to take my spot here in my qc apartment first, though. Is anybody interested? Message me for details:)

Adsense
I thought this earning through blogging was cool, so I added adsense to my blog... the deal is once you accumulate $100 to your account, a check will be sent by google to you. With the rate of my clicks... cguro in 10 years may check na ko! wahahaha

Leaving on a jetplane

Mom and dad are leaving in roughly a month. Haay... the last time mom left, it was undeniably sad around home. What more now that both of 'em are leaving? haaay...

Fragments of thoughts

Google

Google has been my bestfriend for the past four months.Although initially they (the bosses and engineers) came up with ideas of acquiring books, contacting consuls, visiting libraries and other research means, we still ended up with the good ol' Google. As in we google everything we need to write about and voila! instant article.

I got so google-attached that even non-work-related stuff I google almost by reflex. A couple of weeks ago, my friends and I ended up talking about butterflies and moths. Dan asked, "are all caterpillars green?" With no answer stashed in the recesses of my brain (why didn't my students ask that question when we had an entire semester talking about butterflies?), I told him that i'd get back to him. And so I googled it. And i did get back to him to tell him that no, not all caterpillars are green.

My sister once texted and asked about her hubby's doctor's diagnosis; i googled it. An officemates once asked about the usage of a phrase; i googled it. I remembered an old friend this afternoon; i googled him (stalker?!). Goodness, it is true. Almost all information is a tinker a way nowadays.

Zafra



Stumbled upon Jessica Zafra's blog. She's still funny as usual but it seems like the magic of Zafra left me. Is it because bitterness, sarcasm and acrid statements do not do it for me any longer? Or is it because she's been over-exposed and commercialized that she became less the hero that i once thought she was? And reading her stuff that didn't sell(these are blog entries, not published Twisted essays), I realized tha she is a geek capable of writing a lot of boring stuff, too. I have nothing against you jessica. just random thoughts.

Bus

I've always loved bus rides.I have had my share of traumatic bus rides,mind you. But nothing really stopped me from choosing busses over, say, the MRT.

I hate the MRT. I hate the fact na mabilis nga ang biyahe mo, naka-splat ka naman sa bintana, or worse, sa kilikili ng katabi mo. Besides, I don't get bored easily despite the traffic in Crossing ibabaw. You can leave me with nothing but my thoughts and a comfortable seat for a while and you won't hear me complain or see me become restless.

Lately may favorite bus ako. Yung purple na bagong bus. Ang luwag ng seats and may LCD screens sa harap at sa gitna. Kaya lang di ko na sha masyado fave ngayon. Kasi naman, aside from the fact na ang weird ng collection nila ng dvd's, lahat ng tao gustong sumakay dun. Siksikan na tuloy.

Bottom line

I have none. Just... fragments of thoughts lingering in my head.