24
the first (in a couple of years) birthday without a wishlist.
gawd im old.
salamat.
the first (in a couple of years) birthday without a wishlist.
gawd im old.
salamat.
Tags: in sedation
Apologies for the lack of posts... I think I've been :
* working too hard
* obsessing too much over Hallyu - Super Junior to be specific
* sick a lot lately
* discombobulated by the three reasons above so I had no time to write


I grew up without a mom.
Neither do I have a mother figure to look up to while growing up. It was always my Tito Mac who attended to my needs... always him who had my back when things are good, especially when things got a little shaky.
I can remember the feeling of not having a "family". It was a bit sad, seeing my classmates with their parents through PTA meetings and recognition day. I get still get a bit sappy when I think about how I got through puberty without having a mom, to chat with about periods and crushes and other girly things. I guess I would've skipped my NBA-jersey-wearing days if I had a woman I can talk to.
Don't get me wrong though, I love my Tito Mac and I am thankful I have him. I'd never be who I am today if it wasn't for him. I was just lamenting on how different it could have been if I had a mother.
And so, I was saddened when I came across the news that Cory Aquino, once a mother to the nation, passed away last Saturday as the heavens cried.
I broke down while watching Pres. Cory's documentary last night, when they showed a clip of her hugging a crying Kris Aquino (taken back at the "Joey Marquez" issue), the daughter sobbing her apologies. She was embracing Kris, as if telling her that things are going to be alright, that she didn't love her less despite the stumbles she took. I have always longed for that feeling, and for the first time in my life, I envied Kris for having her as a mom. She was proud to have her (Kris), as her daughter and stood by her no matter what -- something I didn't get from a mother for 18 years now.
My "mom and pop in one", Tito Mac though was there with me as I grew up, listening to him singing "Tie A Yellow Ribbon" and his Martial Law stories. As he shared how him and my aunt rallied for liberty, it grew upon me the role Mrs. Aquino played for Philippine history in one of it's startling revelations.
I have always admired Pres. Cory for her strength and unwavering faith. She led a nation through one of its biggest revolt, without anything to write at the "occupation" field but "housewife" when she filed for her presidential candidacy, and emerged victorious -- showing the whole world that anything could be done with people and faith, together.
Corazon, as her name in Spanish means "heart", became the icon for democracy, the embodiment of Filipino emotion, pumping life to her countrymen, and as if it wasn't enough, carrying her family through times of turmoil. She never had to shed blood to do what was right, but instead fought for what she believed in, longed for justice and freedom not only for her husband but for her country as a whole. Coups came and went but she stood like steel. She never had any ammo but people and prayers. When the time came to give away her position, she was never lured into the glory of power, handing over the seat as if to say "the job is done". She worked as a civilian attending political gatherings here and there, always the woman clad in yellow, clutching her rosary... the same soft spoken woman who urged the country to move as one and get back the freedom which was rightfully ours two decades ago.
As her family and the whole nation weep for the country's loss, rest assured she will always be remembered not only by the Filipino people but by the whole world -- a woman who showed grace under scrutiny, strength under trial... a mother who carried her kin and the Philippines in her cradle , a woman who has won each and every battle fought.
Rest in peace Mrs. Cory Aquino, may you and Ninoy guide the nation.
Tags: in sedation
One always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through.
Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters
Whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave the past the moments of life that have finished. Did you lose your job? Has a loving relationship come to an end? Did you leave your parents' house? Gone to live abroad? Has a long-lasting friendship ended all of a sudden?
You can spend a long time wondering why this has happened. You can tell yourself you won't take another step until you find out why certain things that were so important and so solid in your life have turned into dust, just like that.
But such an attitude will be awfully stressing for everyone involved: your parents, your husband or wife, your friends, your children, your sister, everyone will be finishing chapters, turning over new leaves, getting on with life, and they will all feel bad seeing you at a standstill.
None of us can be in the present and the past at the same time, not even when we try to understand the things that happen to us. What has passed will not return: we cannot forever be children, late adolescents, sons that feel guilt or rancor towards our parents, lovers who day and night relive an affair with someone who has gone away and has not the least intention of coming back.
Things pass, and the best we can do is to let them really go away. That is why it is so important (however painful it may be!) to destroy souvenirs, move, give lots of things away to orphanages, sell or donate the books you have at home. Everything in this visible world is a manifestation of the invisible world, of what is going on in our hearts and getting rid of certain memories also means making some room for other memories to take their place.
Let things go. Release them. Detach yourself from them. Nobody plays this life with marked cards, so sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Do not expect anything in return, do not expect your efforts to be appreciated, your genius to be discovered, your love to be understood. Stop turning on your emotional television to watch the same program over and over again, the one that shows how much you suffered from a certain loss: that is only poisoning you, nothing else.
Nothing is more dangerous than not accepting love relationships that are broken off, work that is promised but there is no starting date, decisions that are always put off waiting for the ideal moment. Before a new chapter is begun, the old one has to be finished: tell yourself that what has passed will never come back. Remember that there was a time when you could live without that thing or that person. Nothing is irreplaceable. A habit is not a need. This may sound so obvious, it may even be difficult, but it is very important.
Closing cycles. Not because of pride, incapacity or arrogance, but simply because that no longer fits your life. Shut the door, change the record, clean the house, shake off the dust. Stop being who you were, and change into who you are.
Tags: take-outs
For lack of better things to post (it's always work, work work for moi - and at the same time found the meme cute), this one I lifted off my FB page.
































.




Tags: photo blog, take-outs

Tags: photo blog, trips and things
I am surprisingly, in no mood to create a birthday wishlist this year, let alone write an emo post or anything about my yearly pre/post birthday depression. I figured people are always wishing for the same "Ms. Universe"-ish wishes everyday of the year (like peace and all that shitznick) so I'm just going to stay light and be thankful for everything that comes along my way everyday, no matter how good or bad it is, until I turn 24, 25, 26...
23rd it is on the 29th. Not bad eh? I'm thinking of summarizing the lessons I've learned into 23 sentences but I know it wouldn't be enough. Sorting out those lessons'll take time off my weekend so, wth. I guess you all know the gist as my life is an open book, a telenovela rather, waiting to be translated into a different language. :P
Next week is pretty exciting, since we only have 3 days to work and a very long weekend to look forward to (cheers for Thanksgiving!). Nevermind that I don't have any plans of going out or doing something to appease my working persona (except for seeing Twilight 3x) - but I might be spending my birthday wrapping gifts for the Gawad Kalinga kids together with my friends at Highfiber.org for our yearly TTNL - now that is something worthwhile. I couldn't imagine having a better birthday than making someone else, or a whole bunch of kids happy even in my own little way.
So, should I take this as the cul-de-sac of my materialistic nature whenever my birthday is looming? Get me that SB-600 will ya?
Have a great weekend everyone!
Tags: what-nots
Obviously, I have been too busy Plurking that's why I haven't updated this one for a while. Add it up to a list of things to do and work to get done, I'm swamped way past my eyebrows with stuff to accomplish before the year ends.
What happened the past couple'a days? Worked, ate, slept, dressed up as Yuna from FFX for Halloween (and won the competition!), got crazy over the Twilight Series (which the first book's movie adaptation will be shown on Nov. 26 here in the PH - explains the OST on my blog)... everything's pretty much the same as I always say - same old, same old.
Nevertheless, it's already November and y'all know what it means... my boitdey's comin' up!
So what 'dya expect from this post then? A post about how Obama won? Moscow-scandal? A list of the things I want *smug look*? .... The answer is Nope.
I have yet to figure out the things I want (except for the "Ms. Universe/slum book" staple answers that I really mean, need and want) so I'll just cap this post with a picture I took last November 2 at the Libingan Ng Mga Bayani.
Have a great day everyone! :)
Tags: photo blog, what-nots


moon phases |