My Yearly Tweet Cloud says,

I sleep. I tweet. I woke. I tweet.

I really can't imagine myself for not tweeting in a day. Well, some tweets are worthy to say which probably I couldn't have the courage to say in person and there are some that are needless and regrettable.

I'm totally amaze how everyone is one tweet away nowadays.

My Top Three Tweet Words: thanks, squidoo, time

So to all those amazing people I stumbled upon through my blogs, twitter, Squidoo lenses, FB.. You know who you are..

Thank you so much for rockin' my 2009!

A Sunday Slumber

Ideas don't come easy nowadays. I pretty much jump on the conclusion that perhaps I need more time on contemplating more on things about life in general (as if I ever did something to astound you!) like the soundest of mind of a 12 year old do, maybe lower than that. I just love to stay on that level of innocence where everything is carefree. I don't know. Life seems so simple and yet you wonder what if things be like for you after 5 years or even 10 years of your existence. Likewise, you don't even have to deal with all the craziness of having your mind preoccupied whether negative or positive thoughts. How I wish more positive thoughts only.

I miss those plastic glasses!

"Listen; there's a hell of a good universe next door, let's go.
-e.e. cummings

A Letter Attempt #1: Daughter to Father

Dear Pap,

Today as I am trying my best at least to make it all understand I suddenly I felt really tired thinking why things happen to be this way.. I've been trying to reach you in any means but I haven't even heard a single word from you. I know this may sound nothing to you and I know how you made things complicated for all of us. I am hurting by the hurt that you had cause at some point I am not the only one who are suffering with the pain and betrayal. I don't know if it's intentional or not I don't care but why does it have to be like a literal slap in the face.


I don't know to you but I am recalling all the good memories that we both shared as a family but it all seems vanished as I felt you just put everything into waste. What can I do? Maybe it is too late now. Somehow, the damage has been done. No more explanation needed. Isn't too obvious how you manage everything as if smoothly planned? How could do this to us? We don't have anything against you or caused you pain in any way or maybe in my part as your kid you had felt that I was failure. Yes, I've been a failure in so many ways. But I never turn my back with the reality that I had this disability that I have to go on with life like this. Pero ikaw you just left us hanging in the air.. Instead of holding us back even for sake of all the good memories that we had as a family.. You always turn us away.. Is that what is meant by your silence amidst in all this dilemmas. I am afraid of the person you are right now. It seems like I don't recognize you anymore.


I felt pity and scared for the future. I'm scared that because of all this we may lose everything or should say I already lose you as my father. I don't understand how this freedom made you into someone as you are right now. Some say that a parent's job is eternity. It is timeless and never ending. There are times I felt this void of absence of not having you in our life for quite some years now. Though it really doesn't matter in how you view it. As I am endless asking myself, do you ever miss me? Do ever take time to think about me? Do you ever cared if I can still make it through the day? And every time you are enjoying yourself with other's company or your son's company, do you ever think about me? us? Or do you ever take time to read my emails?

You don't know how I manage to spent the day in the little corner at home, in front of this dumb machine feels like my world goes by a slowly. I was sitting outside the porch the other day, I saw a girl like my age walking around with her group of friends talking about her someone special. I just thought maybe if things a little more different I can also be like that girl.. Somehow, I see myself in the shoes of that girl living life to the fullest though there maybe hardships along the way. It just reminds me of you how you are wasting your own life. Maybe I'm not the right person to tell you what's wrong and what is right. I guess, you should've know that.

Sorry for becoming too whiny in this email.. This is the only way I can think of to let it all out and somehow to reach out to you.. I hope one day we can possibly found the healing in each of our hearts.

Time can tell if all wounds heal and everything restored.

When all else fails, just breathe...

Nobody saw it coming. The storm has came and another has gone by. Maybe not yet. Anyway, it's quite fascinating to see the morning sun again, behind those transparent overcast blue skies. Somewhat hiding in the past couple of days from where am at.

Tirelessly, we prayed and prayed for another day in history hoping we can still be a part of it. I've never been a believer of the word 'lucky' but if there's a better way of describing it it would be that we are still blessed to be here more than anything else.

Just about now, I'm sitting here pondering how life's lessons old and new can let you see things in the other way around. Sometimes, you have to go through something you never felt before no matter what it is before you even realizes that maybe things have to go on purpose and maybe full of maybe's.

Some sort of finding the reason out of everything why things didn't meant to be or no matter how you tried to patch things up it falls down to nothing but silence. I barely find it hard to relate in all sorts of people in my life in general. I'm totally out of the loop! I don't know. It's not that I dare to isolate myself in a form isolation that I created myself but it always seems that way. An isolation I never chose to be an option it just came out and leading me nowhere. I don't want to call it very much destructive in a manner that I can always find a way to handle it one day at a time.

There are just some things that is so hard to explain to everyone. I can name all the issues and discuss the same issues all over again. Though times are changing I felt that I am not. I felt that I'm forever bridging a gap that I didn't know where to find even myself where am standing at.

It took me years and years to realize that people do change in many ways some for the better and there are some for the worse. The worst part is that I'm stuck somewhere in the middle where you can do nothing but to hope that you did everything to reach out even though all these years things became monotonous as if the I'm one who created all the mess.

Somehow, I can call it wounds that we all have to patch it up and if you have all the guts and the courage to talk about it it is up to you. Wounds and issues basically comes synonymous on how the way you handle it. I'm fragile and easily be sensitive in handling issues I'm speaking of issues in general. The only consolation I have is that I knew I want it all to get it off my chest..

After all that I've said and done, I realize how I'm not liking the social media after all this time. I do tend to hate the hate out of me as if it's not the source of my bread and butter. I just don't like how the truth screaming so loud
in my face and that is left for me is to felt some kind of fear in a good way.

Surprisingly, the other day I was opt to stalk someone as I've never done it before. Never in my life, I've never had 'real enemies for me to take advantage of these social networking.. That is so far one confessions I dare to say.

Though as my intro lines sounds promising and optimistic as it does, I am very much still in a sound of mind. Thank you!

Since it's the 6th day of October, amidst all the chaos there are still enough reason to smile as there always will a silver lining at the end of the day.

* Finally reached the goal to Top 100 Giant Club. Some of you might already know that it has been two years now since I started working on writing web articles online. It is so far one of the finest job in the world that I foresee in the next couple of years maybe two to five years from now. Adsense is pretty much the language of the internet marketing nowadays. All you need to have is a properly working backlinks, sincere recommendation and just being yourself. That is what I think the best way to sell yourself, your product and whatever you are born to do.

* I was thinking of coming up with my own website for various reasons. Methinks its more promising but I still need to learn all the proper tools out there that are available. An interactive, inspiring website domain would be sweet.

* Cutting off my TV time in the coming days to spend some time and to improve my style of writing. As well I will try not to let in my emotion (like today!?) get in the way as I went through the day.

* I'll be needing some discipline on how spend my time here also in the internet. No matter what I do I'm easily get lost browsing from one information to another. Multi tasking that is!

This is all in regards to my online projects here. I haven't thought about what's next but definitely everything is in the making.

Little Distractions

I tried to believe that today is much better than yesterday and it feels right...


Last night I found myself into a total exhaustion that I can't do nothing but to fell asleep in a much earlier time than I used to. I usually stay awake late hours after a couple hours of nap time to work on some new lens topic to prevent me from a bad case of procrastination. It is indeed a hard habit to break when it feels like I'm always caught off guard of what to write about in a days I badly needed it.

Anyway, I'm taking all the time I have here to be more productive hoping things will eventually put into place. I guess, that's just the way things are sometimes. The more it came unplanned the more it ease us up that it is going to be great amidst all the chaos of how it came to be. The same way how we came to be in this life somehow at first things came unclear and unplanned and then later on we realize how we are being part of a majestic plan that we are in this earth to have something to live for just like a purpose of making a difference. It doesn't matter how or when it came to be but the important thing is how everything came to finish. As I rest all my thoughts on the road to positivity that nothing can take away my peace somehow it took some time for me to realize how little distractions can easily bugged the hell out of me. It is like a monster underneath my bed waiting for me knowing I can't run.. I can't back out.. I can't hide anywhere of my own ordeal.

Frustrating how I tend to overlook at myself in this kind of situation where mostly the feeling of could have been, would have been and should have been enters at the back of my head though I am still living my own life one day at a time. I still put on the same clothes, put on the same smile, put on the same beggar's determination; as a way to cope up with the disability I'm trying to live with everyday. Not quite sure why I said that I'm very much still a normal person inside, because I really do. I digress. More often so far I'm still blessed sitting here pouring down all my heart into something I really enjoyed most. Maybe if I am not disabled I won't be here to share a story. My kind of story.

Goodbye August!

I guess, it’s now time to brush up this empty page. I don't know. For quite some time I feel like there's something within me that holding me up from writing on what concerns me at the end of the day.

Not sure why. Maybe because after all that is said and done I'm still blessed to be here and so far things are working on the way that is opt to be expected. There are certain things in life that is part of the madness that for the moment no matter how you tend to control it, it’ll therefore passes by after the long run of holding unto it… You therefore accept the things beyond your control but to accept. Everything becomes a matter of mind set to move on forward to what is more important in your life right now. There are still constant restraints along the way but it is what makes you a much better person without counting down the bruises. After all the while, it is indeed a lesson learned. That is how I would sum up the month of August.

Most of the time, I wrote things that reflects my personal way of life, my hopes and fears, the oddities I’m living in the past twenty three years of my life, the disability that pushed me away to enjoy the life of an average person does as well some of the tad part is not totally mine but from those amazing people that I happened to meet along this so-called “life”. Now I need to gather up my thoughts to positivity for this month and for the coming months so that whatever crisis arise I’ll not lose my sense of composure to stand the overpowering pressure from the outside forces. Don’t you think I need a break? There are days I how wish I could go time travel if there’s something like that is possible. What a sweet escape!

Today is a wet day. Gloomy rainy days are pretty much the weather lately. It goes to show that we are coming to the last quarter of the year when the weather a bit colder than the usual tropical sunny days. So far, I’m glad that my work is at home. Too many things to write about but I got a limited time up and down in my chair. Sleeping is pretty much a routine how I wish I can easily spend more in days when I can easily catch it. I’m more of a night person nowadays that makes this a perfect job in the world!

Finally, I got great treat none other than a new spankin’ mini laptop for work courtesy of Mom. I’ve been craving for this so so many many months now. After all the long patience and hard work, the fruit of labor is finally here... Sweet!

Gotta go back to my online writing projects now. Trying myself to busy..

I hope the sun shines from where you're at.

What If a Picture Talks #2

I've always loved taking pictures in an artistic way but I am no photographer even being an amateur one will not do.

A picture can really paints a thousand words! They must be brave enough to let the whole world hear what they want to say...

























I don't know. I guess, I am more like the writer in the family while growing up after tons and tons of paper assignments I've done being asked by some common friends and some I did for the sake of pleasing someone else. For sure I did learned my lesson well. Instead of holding colorful pens and paper, I am much more closer to the simple art of a written word because for me it talks more than the visuals that we see. A written word can swim deep through various human emotions and affects us until we can never be the same again. But, I had such deep appreciation for those creative minds who can both the world upside down with their incredible gifts of talent and artistry.

Inner politics is for ugly people

Changing times are inevitable. As well as the global economy is on recession. Someone might say that it is much better to be optimistic and have bigger hearts in the midst of a crisis like this. How is this? Again, it is hypocrisy not to think about the things that can provide us all the opportunity to a better life. As long as we worked hard on it, learned to balance our time and took on the faith that everything will fall into place as something on God’s purpose.

Oh well! Politics are for ugly people only. I tried to believe so and I'm not into much arguments and discussion lately. That's what you get when you attached yourself in this crazy either you can win nor lose.

So never argue at all unless it is seriously needed! Darn.

Off topic, this week I haven't started much a bit on the lens work. Still I'm not easily get the things done once I started something new distractions comes my way from here and there. I've learned a lesson to never let anyone take away your composure especially on the issues suddenly surfacing. I'm a sucker for a little less nonsense things and I admit I am easily get affected with issues. How I wish I can be a tougher skin as EVER!

Focus, focus, focus!

Cycle of madness

It’s a fine Saturday evening but why am I feeling stressed out and feeling a little bit of everything?

I’m tired of this humungous feeling of tiredness streaming out of nowhere. Period.

That’s why suddenly I felt that my system doesn’t work on the way it should. My mind can’t easily digest concepts of information I’m opt to do in writing as well in my future online projects. I’ve been doing some inner reassessment of how I’m doing with my life and everything in it. I was raised as someone to be the believer of things that somehow things might come my way hopefully. It was the same trait that both my parents would love to see me as someone who puts everything unresolved in the hands of the Most High. I guess, I did what I did to be the best that I can ever be.



For the most part, finding your inner peace sometimes can be deceiving and it is something you own when you are little and all of a sudden you grew up someone stole it away from you. No matter what you do, you still need to earn it as something worth of the price you pay. It’s just sad how we abruptly succumb to the change in the circumstances as if we have no choice with no resolution or whatsoever until you will never be the same again.

I don’t know. It seems that within me there are still so many things I need to absorb to let go like the certain madness that comes and goes. Maybe it’s neither all just a bad case of PMS nor a mental block overdue towards exhaustion. It was given that I’ve never been a healthy kid when I was child nor even I was while growing up. Little distractions easily puts me down in a certain manner that I really tried to hold everything in like everyone else. I remember the old high school days when I was being underestimated as a person who doesn’t have high regards in the knowledge of Algebra and all the academic nine yards in Mathematics. They try to measure my abilities in numbers as if it’s all that means in the world. I remember myself sitting at the first row because allegedly being a disabled child I was the number one priority; but you are all wrong. I never asked or begged people for them to prioritize me in the first place. If they doesn’t like the way I carry myself it doesn’t matter if I’ll be left alone forever on my own. Likewise, I’ve never been a good competitor while pursuing my academic pursuits.

Thinking way back then, it’s probably the most boring phase of my life nothing else.
Like what I said, perhaps it is all part of a madness that I need to go through. So far, I’m already done with it. But another milestone I still need to carry on every day. Life is pretty much a cycle. A cycle that has a beginning and an end but it also leads you into a conclusion that whatever you are right now it doesn’t fine you at all as a person...

Having said that, I'm ready to retire to my bed and call this "A Day!"



Breathe.
When all else fails, just breathe.
Live life as it is your last day earth.

Photo Search

I was on the verge of my everyday online research for some ideas hopefully to broken up the habit of procrastination at the same time when I found these amazing paper cut-inspired or should I say snowflakes inspired design walls in photos. It was actually posted already in someone else’s blog and I was really fascinated with its intricate and unique design of the artist. As well as the story it conveys being explained.




It was created by Jerry Goliszewski – a Polish artist. What a great irony he used which is inspired by a crumbled sheet of ice, the cracked ground or the rough surface of a congealed lava river and anything wrecked by natural forces of nature. Somehow, taken from old classic fairy tale that behind every sight of an ugliness it is where it lies a beauty that is deep within, incomparable and can stand the test of time.

Are you looking forward to a HUMP Day?

It’s a HUMP DAY, everyone! Who cares anyway? I really don’t know what to expect whenever this time of the week arrives. For sure for some of us, our total redemption from work, from school or from whatever that maybe comes when Fridays is finally here. Agree or disagree?


Careful, don’t be too pretentious somewhere along the way your weekend plans might go sabotage. Let’s just let it all be. Take one day at a time. There’s nothing any better than that advice just see to it you have all the enough time in the world. Sounds like I’m really much more of a weekend person. I’m all for it as long as it doesn’t give me any pressures for over thinking. AHA!

[via ffffound!

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Bridging the gap

After all the news of social media networking hiccups surfacing, it finally took its toll on me. I can’t remember when was the last time I had a few casual conversation with those people closed to my heart face to face. Well, except with the ones I had with mom a few hours ago and the tireless chattering with the busy buddies at home which leaves me to realize that I’m not invisible after all. The people in general that we encounter had this sort of connection to communicate, to inspire and to influence us even at a certain time of the day.



I don’t know. There are days when I really don’t feel like to be involved anymore. It’s not that I’m trying to reject any personal commendation or I’m not being grateful to them; I guess I’m just tired. Almost every day, I’m learning to bridge the gap between my own fears of uncertainty, the gap being in the world of abled people as well as forgiving myself which is the hardest thing to do at the end of the day. Some might say, how can you forgive others when you cannot forgive yourself? That is the question, I’m always asking. Had I given my best shot in everything that I can do today? What I am grateful for? Why can’t I find the courage to talk to my father in regards to all my deepest concerns? Have I done enough for all the special people that surrounds me including my mom to be proud of me as her daughter? What is my worst that I badly needed to change? How to let go of the things beyond my control and be passive if there’s no choice? Am I still ready to take risk like I did before?

Mostly, questions come up to me in a various ways and occasions. Writing about it serves as my way of contemplating on how life play smoothly as it is or am I getting there to where I’m supposed to be. The thing with writing your thoughts it comes and it goes sometimes it does give me a hard time to pinpoint on which is which I am anxious about that certain day. If I’m going to write it chronologically in a journal which I’d already done a few years back with my old notes, it would definitely take me some time to divert it as words don’t come easy at times. It’s like talking to the same old brand new person you once knew before but there you are you cannot grasp the right words. That is how I felt right now. Feels like I’m navigating through distant waters which I don’t know if I’m just trivializing things that is not going to happen at all. I guess, that’s how I would define my own set of hopes and fears...

For the meantime, let me leave it all behind this open page. Hopefully, someday I’ll get there to bridge the gap and wishing that this is all just nightmares in my wildest dreams.

Look who’s talking?

Breathe.

Ooops, my IP address got blocked!

What are the things that consummate your patience today? Have you been telling yourself lately, “is this the price I have to pay after all the hard work?” How much are you willing to still give in?

I guess, I am a couple of times.

Having a bad day is not a valid reason why not to write. I tried to believe so. I really tried to put up a clear picture of everything into perspective.

It is something within my nature to keep on trying even though I cringed at uncertainties at times. At least, you are not giving up.

Breathe.
Until everything clears.

I finally found the perfect match!

Sounds quite intriguing, I haven’t found the perfect match yet in life. No pun intended. But it could be this one. I’m talking about my new blog header. I just thought it was time to freshen up things a little bit. Yesterday, I was tired of playing around online so I started to create a few tryouts on any saved photo and putting on a customize text since my knowledge when it comes to graphic art is limited. So far, the feedback is not bad.


Sometimes, good things in life come unplanned.

What do you think?

The awakenings

Buzzzzz! Yes, I'm here. I've never been anywhere else. Since the time I woke up it seems that my mind is bound to do something else here and there. The tension of opposite where am I like how do I get everything started. The moment the morning sun awaken me, it sends me off an automatic radiating ball of energy even though at times it does give me a hard time to get on my shoes. Pronto, I'm ready!



In a typical days like this, I love working on my little writing sessions. My cozy little corner on the side were always composed of a wooden sofa, two pillows on the side so that I can rest my back on, a mini black painted glassy center table where I placed a bamboo centerpiece and a bottle of water to quench my thirst from time to time.

Basically, my space is pretty much open to anything. The everyday laughter, musings, noisy chattering of people where I mostly get my inspiration when I badly needed it. Who would have thought I am easily distracted at times but I never show it. I think as we got a little year older, we learn to take things as it is, we learn to embrace the shortcomings of others and even keeping it to our self and more forgiving as well.

You must give me a little credit for that.

Breathe.
It takes time to have a little patience.
Just breathe when all else fails.

The new arrivals!

There's something about the new arrival of the newlyborn kittens in the house, it never failed to bring joy and excitement. Here it is some of the photos from last night:




I am totally missing (my) broke camera well it used it to be own by everyone in the house. Since I have no choice. This is all taken out from my eagerness to preserve the precious moments.

Laugh out loud.
Breathe.
Live life to the fullest.

Wake up everyone with a purpose.

Finally, I manage to get out of my cave - of course with a little help from my friends.

The night before today feels just almost what I am doing right now. I've spent long hours opening and closing my eyes and yet I still couldn't SLEEP! I think this is what you get when your mind is pretty much preoccupied with the occurrences of the day so the tendency your system doesn't sink in the notion that you are ready to be fully asleep. Have you ever felt that before?

(Past forward...)

WTS focus: On the Youth (Spiritual Growth, Maturity & other factors)

I've never been moved like this for so long. You would just know those study articles that would just hit you on the right spot at the right place and at the right time.

I must have all the right to say that maybe because I was born in this generation of kids who knew more than their parents when they are at their age. It is said that in this generation, we have the technology, the luxury and the best of both worlds everything in our hands. And it is that we can almost grasp it until we become slaves of our own thirst and hunger for whatever we can think of.

We go for it and we tend to fight for it. But for whatever reason you may conquer the world it is still nonsense. It doesn't have any difference in a man continually living without understanding and knowing its purpose. As it is said in 1 John 2:17:

:"The world is passing away - so is its desire of the flesh and the desire of the eyes and the showy display of one’s means of life — does not originate with the Father, but originates with the world.

Does the picture say it all? What do you think?

Wake up everyone with a purpose!

(via ffffound)

Examine me and know my disquieting thoughts...

Once again, it's Saturdays. I always love the weekends like this. Who wouldn't love it, anyway? But not the weather.

Feels like it's one of those days when it seems that you haven't got the nerve to get up and you just want to stay in bed the whole day. Just blame it on the weatherman!

(Photo via Katalinaa)
Search through me, O God, and know my heart.
Examine me, and know my disquieting thoughts,

And see whether there is in me any painful way,
And lead me in the way of time indefinite.
-Psalm 139:23-24

Someone just randomly tweet asking, "where in the world are YOU today?" In case you might be wondering... News Flash: I've haven't got new stories to tell. Nothing pretty much at all. I've got nothing much to say except I'm not satisfied tweaking this header blog theme every now and then. It looks as though everything doesn't fit in. I was thinking of a classy font that goes my theme sadly I'm still unsuccessful.

Other than that, I'm stuck somewhere no better and no worse. I think that's best way to describe it. So far life is great. Would you believe that?

Probably, it's a good thing not to sweat for the little things. There are moments we just have to learn how to take things as it is. Easier said than done, I know. I've been through it and you are too. Most of the time I'm having a a hard time to reminding myself all over again...

Today's Self Mantra: "No one can take away my peace."

Truthful Words

I didn't wrote this one.. How I wish I did.

Be grateful for the freedom to see other dreams. Bless your loneliness as much as you drank of your former companionships. All that you are experiencing now, will become moods of future joys. So bless it all. Do not think your way superior to another's. Do not venture to judge, but see things with fresh and open eyes. Do not condemn, but praise when you can, and when you can't, be silent.

Time now is a gift for you. A gift of freedom to think and remember and understand the ever perplexing past and to recreate yourself anew in order to transform time.

Live while you are alive. Learn the ways of silence and wisdom. Learn to act, learn a new speech. Learn to be what you are in the seed of your spirit. Learn to free yourself from all the things that have moulded you and which limit your secret and undiscovered road.

Remember that all things which happen to you are raw materials. Endlessly fertile. Endlessly yielding of thoughts that could change your life and go on doing so forever.

Never forget to pray and be thankful for all things good or bad on the rich road; for everything is changeable so long as you live while you are alive.

Fear not, but be full of light and love. Fear not, but be alert and receptive. Fear not, but act decisively when you should. Fear not, but know when to stop. Fear not, for you are loved by me. Fear not, for death is not the real terror, but life magically is.

Be joyful in your silence, be strong in your patience. Do not try to wrestle with the universe, but be sometimes like water or air, sometimes like fire, and constant like the earth.

Live slowly, think slowly, for time is a mystery. Never forget that love requires always that you be the greatest person you are capable of being, self-regenerating and strong and gentle--your own hero and star.

Love demands the best in us. To always and in time overcome the worst and lowest in our souls. Love the world wisely.

It is love alone that is the greatest weapon and the deepest and hardest secret.

So fear not, my friend. The darkness is gentler than you think. Be grateful for the manifold, dreams of creation, and the many ways of the unnumbered peoples.

Be grateful for life as you live it. And may a wonderful light always guide you on the unfolding road.

Breathe.
Enjoy.
Live life to the fullest.

On Joy and Sorrow

Photo Courtesy of ms4jah

by Kahlil Gibran

Your joy is your sorrow unmasked.
And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears.
And how else can it be?
The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.
Is not the cup that holds your wine the very cup that was burned in the potter's oven?
And is not the lute that soothes your spirit, the very wood that was hollowed with knives?
When you are joyous, look deep into your heart and you shall find it is only that which has given you sorrow that is giving you joy.
When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

Some of you say, "Joy is greater thar sorrow," and others say, "Nay, sorrow is the greater."
But I say unto you, they are inseparable.
Together they come, and when one sits, alone with you at your board, remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.

Verily you are suspended like scales between your sorrow and your joy.
Only when you are empty are you at standstill and balanced.
When the treasure-keeper lifts you to weigh his gold and his silver, needs must your joy or your sorrow rise or fall.

RIP Kuya Charlie

See you soon in paradise,

Just something to talk about...

I've always been a believer of hopeful things to come whenever the day turns out to be not exactly the way I wanted it to be. Pretty much just like today. I guess, that's the way I learned how to console myself and somehow the same way my mom always told me to do so. Most of the time, I've tried questioning things which in the end I end up regretful for being misunderstood at times. Maybe I'm just being myself. The same way I'm trying to cope up with the feeling of uncertainty which usually comes at the unexpected time. And it lingers and never goes away...

Talk soon,

It's All About My Confessions

Ten things you wish you could SAY (don't tell us who it is)

1. What took you so long using my computer?? As if I have my own :|
2. When I was about six or seven, I was scared of Michael Jackson.. I thought he was a walking mannequin.. Now I felt sad for him.. Lost childhood.
3. Can you please shut up, dog??
4. Why am I having this dry, flaky dandruff? gross!
5. What are you looking at?? Are you some kinda jealous??
6. Can I have my money back??
7. Look who's talking here?
8. Who moved my cheese?
9. I tried to believe that it will be a blessed day!
10. What are the things you are grateful for?

Nine things about YOURSELF:

1. Very persistent once I started something.. maybe compulsive.
2. I love to write anything.
3. I'm a very random person who can be very loud at times. Not everyone knows that.
4. I am easily upset by little distractions.. So, I want some space it's not that I hate you.
5. I used to keep journals/notes along my bedside.. I used to write a few notes when I'm in the mood esp when having insomnia attacks..
6. I'm not an artsy-fartsy person.. Weakness ko yon..
7. I like to stay up late at night.. It is when creative ideas happens.
8. I'm not that easily attached to a person/people unless I get to know more about their intention..
9. I'm usually the peacemaker.. or the troublemaker sometimes. Ask them?


Eight ways to WIN your heart:

1. make me feel that you are sincere..
2. being true no lies..
3. pet my favorite cat, Macha or Inno..
4. tell me some stories
5. make me laugh
6. be there for me..
7. be considerate
8. patience


Seven things that cross your mind a Lot through the day:

1. Jehovah
2. loved ones
3. house safety
4. my house pets
5. writing
6. Squidoo
7. surprise visitors..

Six little STUPID things you want to happen to you before you die:

1. maybe, I love to try the most expensive coffee in the world.. yung civet coffee!
2. feed all the stray cats and dogs that I came across the street
3. earned some extra bucks to donate to charity
4. bungee jumping or ride a rollercoaster
5. Eat a big cup of Taho -
6. Spend some time alone in the beach..

Five turn offs:

1. being shallow
2. change smokers
3. social climbers
4. too bossy
5. lofty

Four turn ons:

1. kind
2. understanding
3. thoughtful
4. loving


Three smiles that describe your life:

1. ^_^
2. :-)
3. =]


Two things you wish you never did:

1. Unnecessary words
2. having not enough patience at times on people/things/circumstances.


One confession:

I haven't sleep yet since last night..

the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak

Darn for all the days of absence in blogging and for doubting myself at times. But on the lighter side, absence is not all bad. I'm doing a series of naps or sleeps whatever you call it, in the afternoon curling up with a good book and it really increases my appetite for anything nonsense that goes through the day. How about that? I don't know if it really matters for doing me any good.

It's just that there are days when I felt like I'm stuck somewhere that I can't nearly start my day right off to where I wanted it to be. As they say, the spirit is willing but the flesh is weak so I'm trying to convince myself that everyday is worth a try no matter what holds you of doing the last time.

I notice that since this month has started I haven't done any new pages yet on Squidoo or more often than not I'm not nearly done on updating those previous 80+ pages. It's not that I'm in a hurry myself or anything I just hope I wasn't neglecting in anything not just in Squidoo rather most especially in the so-called 'real-life outside'.

I'm sure I do all have the time. No, I'm not that bored. I'm actually enjoying the loads of stuff I'm learning on the way and the more I work on learning new things I learned that it is meant to be earned that way and that there is no such thing as tough things in life that you cannot do when you have eagerness and determination.

At the end of the day, you only got yourself not to compare with others but to trust that voice within yourself that you can do even the hardest things you thought you cannot do...

How do you want to be remembered?

Before we're about to end this week in history, the world mourn for the loss of a great friend, artist and the two biggest icons in entertainment. The first one succumbs to cancer and the other one found almost no life due to cardiac arrest. The sad thing about this, is that it all happens in one day. It goes to show that no one is exempted even famous people when one is about to face death's final curtain.

Now the question is: How do would you like to be remembered by those who have known you and most especially by God? What would people be saying about you today if you had died yesterday? What kind of reputation are you making for yourself? A very much personal question most of us don't often wished to answer or even cared about. I think there is nothing wrong to show some act of generosity as we open up a part of ourselves to others. I don't know if I'm the right person to blog about this but we are what we are on our own little ways we can make a difference and established a reputation not for the sake of having a good name or legacy towards this life. I think it is much more than what we instill just to boost our own egos.

The wise writer of the Bible book of Ecclesiastes said: "A name is better than good oil, and the day of death than the day of one's being born."

So how will you be remembered? If you had died yesterday, what would people be saying about you today? This is a question that might motivate all of us to improve on how we act. Yes, to be sure, "a good name is better than good oil, and the day of death than the day of one's being born."

9 Fruitage of the Spirit?
love √
joy √
peace √
long-suffering √
kindness √
goodness √
faith √
mildness √
self-control √

-Galatians 5:22-23

my first photoshop attempt

Original Photo Courtesy of Katalinaa