tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19011033703087715032024-03-13T07:27:53.084-07:00UnwrittenMemoirsA glimpse in the life, inner thoughts, musings and ramblings of a person living with a rare bone disease called "Idiopathic Carpotarsal Osteolysis" --
I wonder, what made you come here. I don't know what I'm doing here either. Anyway, we shall see where this blog is heading. I am nothing but ordinary...NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.comBlogger149125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-20669455905419497732013-07-09T06:40:00.003-07:002013-07-09T06:41:38.595-07:00A surprise from Grama Barb!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Just when I thought the day it's going to be an ordinary day, again?! It surprisingly turns the other way around... in a more happier note that is!<br />
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-74090313964057583822013-07-06T21:05:00.002-07:002013-07-06T21:05:21.975-07:00Late Post Weekday Recipe.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Now going back to the recipe, this is definitely the easiest recipe to cook at times when you are running out of ingredients in your kitchen as with just a few cooking minutes you can taste the fruit of your labor. All you have to do is to be innovative with what is available in your kitchen. Like how they say, making the most with what you have is a virtue. There you go!<div>
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Ingredients for <b><i>Guisadong Toge (Sauteed Mung Bean Sprouts)</i></b></div>
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* cloves of garlic, minced</div>
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* 1 tomatoes, diced</div>
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* 1 medium size kalabasa (squash), chopped</div>
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* 1 medium size sayote (chayote), chopped</div>
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* 1 medium size baguio beans (flat green beans) chopped </div>
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* 1/2 kilo Toge ( sprouted beans)</div>
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* 1/4 kilo chicken or pork, cut into small pieces</div>
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<i>Cooking Instructions:</i></div>
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In a pan, preheat a 1 teaspoon of cooking oil then add the garlic, onion and tomatoes and sauteed it all together. Now, when the garlic is a little brown and the smell is quite good. You can also sauteed the meat either chicken or pork that is cut into small pieces until it is mixed together. Then add the vegetables that is available in the kitchen and then the toge (sprouted mung beans) Let it simmer for awhile until the vegetables becomes tender. Add soy sauce, salt and pepper to taste. </div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-13445841464071324522013-07-04T12:12:00.003-07:002013-07-04T12:12:58.483-07:00Much ado about nothing <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
And then the heavy rain pours in the wee hours.<br />
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It just leaves me puzzled weary most of the time.<br />
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There must be something about this crappy weather that makes me want to be lazy and get under the covers the whole day but I got loads to do.<br />
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One exam done.<br />
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Two more to go and two essays I need to write.<br />
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There are days that I procrastinate a lot and there are days I get so motivated that I can't wait to get things done.<br />
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I'm pretty much a contradictions of a lot of things. </div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-21265335929749059412013-06-26T08:52:00.000-07:002013-06-26T08:52:32.203-07:00Can't find my focus.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
My heart is continually skipping a beat as I'm busy nursing at home one of my sick cat the whole day. It is kinda tiring as I can't focus myself on some other things. Every pet in the house becomes a family to me so no matter how chaotic they are at times I am often on their side. I guess, for every joys, ups and downs and winning and losing, they are always there for me and loving me unconditionally. I hope he gets better soon.<br />
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Life is never been that grand for me lately coming from an average middle class family and having an estranged <i>OFW</i> (Overseas Filipino Worker) father that makes my family struggling during the end of the month which a few people knew that. It just so hard keeping up with the tides of time where you really have to fit yourself and find your place under the sun. I got no job aside from working on in my computer with a few crappy articles and designs where I've never been good at it. I <i>really</i> don't want my disability to be an excuse here.<br />
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I know how much this too shall pass as I keep moving forward and continue the things I had started on. As much as possible I'm trying to keep everything to myself as positive as possible even the stuff that I wrote here but it is what it is. At some point in our life, we have to go through these series of phase of hardships no matter what you call it.<br />
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<i>Hakuna Matata. </i></div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-80777522003923130752013-06-20T23:17:00.001-07:002013-06-20T23:22:35.433-07:00A lovely quote from Bob Marley<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-family: inherit; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">“Only once in your life, I truly believe, you find someone who can completely turn your world around. You tell them things that you’ve never shared with another soul and they absorb everything you say and actually want to hear more. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">You share hopes for the future, dreams that will never come true, goals that were never achieved and the many disappointments life has thrown at you. When something wonderful happens, you can’t wait to tell them about it, knowing they will share in your excitement. They are not embarrassed to cry with you when you are hurting or laugh with you when you make a fool of yourself. </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Never do they hurt your feelings or make you feel like you are not good enough, but rather they build you up and show you the things about yourself that make you special and even beautiful. There is never any pressure, jealousy or competition but only a quiet calmness when they are around. You can be yourself and not worry about what they will think of you because they love you for who you are. The things that seem insignificant to most people such as a note, song or walk become invaluable treasures kept safe in your heart to cherish forever. </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Memories of your childhood come back and are so clear and vivid it’s like being young again. Colours seem brighter and more brilliant. Laughter seems part of daily life where before it was infrequent or didn’t exist at all. A phone call or two during the day helps to get you through a long day’s work and always brings a smile to your face. In their presence, there’s no need for continuous conversation, but you find you’re quite content in just having them nearby. </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">Things that never interested you before become fascinating because you know they are important to this person who is so special to you. You think of this person on every occasion and in everything you do. Simple things bring them to mind like a pale blue sky, gentle wind or even a storm cloud on the horizon. You open your heart knowing that there’s a chance it may be broken one day and in opening your heart, you experience a love and joy that you never dreamed possible. </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;">You find that being vulnerable is the only way to allow your heart to feel true pleasure that’s so real it scares you. You find strength in knowing you have a true friend and possibly a soul mate who will remain loyal to the end. Life seems completely different, exciting and worthwhile. Your only hope and security is in knowing that they are a part of your life.” </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #181818; font-size: 14px; line-height: 18px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">(</span><i style="font-family: inherit;">Very inspirational. You're the man!</i><span style="font-family: inherit;">) </span></span></span></div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-63909291134259470022013-06-20T23:00:00.000-07:002013-06-20T23:00:08.806-07:00Too tired to think. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Probably, it must have something to do with the weather. It's kinda lame, lazy and lethargic to begin with all the fuzz of the day. The heavy thunder storms in the afternoon is too much to handle. </div>
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This post is supposed to be posted yesterday but the connection has been on and off. I'm working on diversifying online income these days so I'm managing my time although I blame procrastination at times. </div>
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Well, that's life! I'll be back. :)</div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-57076090997398243702013-06-17T17:38:00.004-07:002013-06-17T17:38:48.290-07:00Here I am again?!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Finally, I'm back in my personal writing space.. I've been blog-less for quite some time now. I just don't know what to write anymore. Feels like nothing much new though as I turn around so many things has changed. Some for the better and some for worse but not really.<br />
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I'm just trying to exaggerate things as I have the tendency to think irrational. I am on my own sort of bubble at times where no one can comprehend. I'm pretty much weird, huh?!<br />
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Being the person that I am living one day at a time is never a big issue. I just go on with the day whatever goes through with it. Always expect the unexpected. A roller coaster ride of emotion seems also a struggle from day to day. I just don't let anyone ruin what I had started during that day no matter how good or bad it is.<br />
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Now as I am writing this the wifi is currently acting up its connection so I have to save it as a file so I won't start all over again.<br />
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There you go, these same old brand new issues more of like a quarter life crises in the making here, there and everywhere. Plus, online work is not working very well lately these past few months. I hope this storm will pass us through as I'm really trying my best to diversify and all that jazz but not an easy thing to do. It would take a lot of work. You have to stick to your goal and be consistent with it so that later on you will reap the fruits of your labor.<br />
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Giving up is never in my vocabulary, hopefully I won't eat the my word coming out of my big mouth. I also tried to do some art these days although I've never been the artsy fartsy person I'm telling you my passion and desire was there. I'm kidding about myself but it is true.<br />
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Yes, that's the wonders of self promotion right there. I'm hoping I can sustain in this business of kissing ass or should I say kicking ass.. This is nothing personal it is just a job that happens to be in the internet where I live and breathe in the past five years and it is going to be my sixth year this year. How time flies.<br />
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Well, I have no any other way. So I beg your pardon if it all sounds so plain and boring to you. This is my life so I'm living it and I've learned to deal with it. Oy!</div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-29042457193401512062013-05-16T05:50:00.001-07:002013-05-16T05:51:41.693-07:00Fire and Rain<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
<i>I've always been a big fan of Oldies but Goodies type of songs. It feels good. </i><br />
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<i>Fire and Rain </i><br />
<i>by James Taylor either Carole King</i><br />
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Just yesterday morning, they let me know you were gone.<br />
Suzanne, the plans they made put an end to you.<br />
I walked out this morning and wrote down this song,<br />
I just can't remember where to send it to.<br />
I've seen fire and I've seen rain<br />
I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.<br />
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I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, but I always thought that I'd see you again.<br />
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Won't you look down upon me, Jesus, You've got to help me make a stand.<br />
You've just got to see me through another day.<br />
My body's aching and my time is at hand and I won't make it any other way.<br />
Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.<br />
I've seen lonely times when I could not find a friend, but I always thought that I'd see you again.<br />
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Been walking my mind to an easy time, my back turned towards the sun.</div>
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Lord knows when the cold wind blows it'll turn your head around.</div>
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Well, there's hours of time on the telephone line to talk about things to come.</div>
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Sweet dreams and flying machines in pieces on the ground.</div>
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Oh, I've seen fire and I've seen rain. I've seen sunny days that I thought would never end.</div>
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Thought I'd see you one more time again.</div>
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There's just a few things coming my way this time around, now.</div>
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Thought I'd see you, thought I'd see you, fire and rain, now.</div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-6951265565400875002013-04-14T06:34:00.001-07:002013-04-14T06:34:52.093-07:00Cough. <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I felt sick with a runny nose and all on a hot summer days is so terrible. How can this be? I'm only spending my days inside my tunnel as I've never been anywhere lately. Cough. Phlegm. Boredom. </div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-84445591324276620882013-04-08T07:34:00.001-07:002013-04-08T07:43:55.243-07:0020 Random Questions<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
What a yucky day.<br />
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These saga of maddening heat continues that will probably last until next month or so. I've never been anywhere these days aside from keeping myself busy with online class or work vice versa. Things are getting so redundant for me nowadays. Anyways, I happen to stole some random 20 Questions on someone else's blog. Are y'all ready?<br />
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<b>1) Name 5 things you don't care about.</b><br />
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First of all, other people's crap sometimes it's much better not to care too much at all. Second, having an Instagram account or an Android phone. Third, not going on vacation anywhere. Fourth, being underestimated by certain people in my life. Lastly, being left alone at home with my four cats.<br />
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This scorching heat that becoming so unbearable these days. I feel so sweaty all over my face. I just hate working online in this warm weather.<br />
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<b>3) What is your favorite kind of peanut butter?</b><br />
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I always love the crunchy one.<br />
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<b>4) Pick a color that best represents your mood today.</b><br />
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I'm loving the color blue right now as I'm craving for something cool in the ambiance these days.<br />
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<b>5) Look to your right. What is the first thing you see?</b><br />
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The television set.<br />
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<b>6) Who was the last person to send you a letter in the mail?</b><br />
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Online school.<br />
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<b>7) What did you order the last time you went out to eat?</b><br />
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Halo Halo, a Filipino cold dessert. I really love it!<br />
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<b>8) How good are you at delaying gratification?</b><br />
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Moderately. Although sometimes I can't resist something good especially when it comes to food.<br />
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<b>9) What is your favorite "fair food"?</b><br />
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Ice Cream! Buco salad flavored.<br />
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<b>10) What was the last thing you baked?</b><br />
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I don't know how to baked. Sorry.<br />
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<b>11) Are you a good speller?</b><br />
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Yes, it is something I'm really good at. I'm a spelling freak ever since.<br />
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<b>12) When was the last time you went sledding?</b><br />
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I've never been. I live in a tropical country so didn't get the chance to sled in the snow.<br />
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<b>13) How many times have you been called for jury duty?</b><br />
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Never. I'm a good girl.<br />
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<b>14) Scrubs, ER or Grey's Anatomy?</b><br />
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I'm a big fan of ER but didn't catch up its whole episode per season. As well as Grey's Anatomy, I'm a super big fan because of McDreamy and Meredith Grey.<br />
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<b>15) What do you try to stay away from?</b><br />
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Noisy and cynical people.<br />
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<b>16) What is your favorite magazine?</b><br />
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Reader's Digest is one of my favorite magazine since I was a kid so I collect a few copies.<br />
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<b>17) Do you set your alarm clock on the weekend?</b><br />
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No, I just go on with what anything goes on through the day. That's the perks of living one day at a time.<br />
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<b>18) When you attend a wedding do you tend to give cash or buy something off the registry?</b><br />
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Well, I try to give something memorable but cash is still practical.<br />
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<b>19) Have you ever shot a bow and arrow?</b><br />
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Nope. I'm not an athletic person.<br />
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<b>20) What did you last receive in the mail?</b><br />
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Study materials for online class.</div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-29096382528388042722013-04-01T20:00:00.001-07:002013-04-01T20:00:31.962-07:00Maddening heat, blah blah!<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's the time in the year again where scorching heat is so visible no matter what you do. Well, I live in a tropical country so the summer weather is pretty much we have here lately.<br />
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Although I prefer a bit of rainy days that is when I can just be carefree and going on with the day. I'm missing the beach and all the fun it brings when I get totally burn out with the city life. I tired of my everyday routine. Online class. Online writing jobs. Me catching up my favorites shows. Pretty much with the same old brand new monotonous everyday itinerary.<br />
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Just don't get me wrong. But that is what it is.<br />
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To be continued...<br />
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-46663189892075193892013-03-03T06:17:00.003-08:002013-03-03T06:18:43.830-08:00Nothing fancy just a random thought...<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's been awhile since... Most of the time I procrastinate a lot on blogging something personal lately. Pretty much I've been caught up with the ups and downs in real life.<br />
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* The house renovation slash expansion is on pending. Wow, there's so many things to work on the house but we are getting there. <br />
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* I'm still continuing classes online at Penn Foster. That is what keeps me even busier aside from writing and working on articles.<br />
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* Finally my PMS'ing is over. Feels like it's the end of the world but thankfully it is not.<br />
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* Still need to persevere more to reached that stable online income monthly. How I wish I have that enough energy and time management to do all that.<br />
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* Don't dwell on people's negativity, problems, idiosyncrasies. I have plenty of that in my closet too.<br />
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* Be my own happiness and sadness.<br />
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* This is all for now. Thank you for stealing your time reading this entry. This all comes in random I must say. Nothing fancy or anything to astound you.<br />
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Carpe Diem! </div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-47755082182787699622013-02-01T03:52:00.000-08:002013-02-01T03:54:08.040-08:00Pebrero<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
And just as that here comes the romantic month of February.<br />
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Did I say romantic because this is probably the most anticipated month of the year for all the lovers. No, I won't talk about that. Or my much anticipated return of the season 3 of the The Walking Dead. Oh yeah. The heck with it this will mean another year older of me. I'm hitting the famous 27 club stigma though thankfully I'm still alive. But don't get me wrong I have so many things to be thankful for in this life.<br />
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How I was I can't be this overly dramatic all the time. So what is this a post turning twenty seven rants or should I say wishes.<br />
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I've been busy for quite some time now which I really do love and enjoyed alternating all these boring routines day after day. I keep myself on studying, taking up online courses, working on my content pages or do a little affiliate marketing here and there. How I wish I could have a little time for myself to unwind and explore the carefree outdoors. But it is always not my thing. I feel like I've been stuck here forever while everyone seems having the time of the their life here I am pondering how life can be so unfair and full of limitation. The same old story all over again. How about me at one time be limitless. No hold barred for the things I really want to do and hoping and wishing for.<br />
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Aw, I really want to travel the world someday. Maybe save up a couple of bucks that can cover up until my dying day. Build a tree house. Write a novel.<br />
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Wow. There's just a bunch to do. I really need to work hard on it.<br />
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I better start right now.<br />
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Namaste. I will write more soon.</div>
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As a part of Throwback Thursday, I happen to took a snap of my old <a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/naizaoclares/" target="_blank">Flickr</a> account out of nowhere. Somehow searching for a spark of new inspiration and ideas I've been longing for quite some time now.<br />
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<i>This picture was taken in the last quarter in the year of 2006 where the weather is soaking wet and there's another monsoon approaching. I recently drop out from college after spending a semester in Psychology. I just had my second reconstructive operation both in my lower extremities and my self esteem was really low at that time. I really felt so behind and an outcast I must say. Obviously, I still didn't know how to <a href="http://www.squidoo.com/lensmasters/NAIZA" target="_blank">Squidoo</a> back then but I have those so-called a whatever day blog. </i><br />
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Except from God, I only rely one person in the planet for the strength to carry on literally and that is my Mom and of course there's siblings, relatives and friends. It's just so hard for me not to look back because it is what made me right now probably more a better person.<br />
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It is said that in times of need you always got your family behind your back. There's nothing truer words other than that. No matter where you came from, no matter what you have, no matter who treats you like a family.<br />
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I decided to post this picture not because I pitied myself but because I just want to give credit those people are always who are always backing me up.<br />
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When at times I forgot to say it out loud, you should know that I'm so thankful beyond words.<br />
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Time really flies. </div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-50282816334141702782013-01-06T07:38:00.000-08:002013-01-06T07:38:09.145-08:00Q&A's Pick 5 Favorite Bands<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I really wanted to do one of these things! Oh yeah. Let’s get it on…<br />
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Pick 5 bands you love before reading the questions<br />
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<b>The Beatles</b><br />
<b>Bee Gees</b><br />
<b>Chicago</b><br />
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<b>Coldplay</b><br />
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<i>I’ve never met a person who doesn’t love the music of the The Beatles.. But to name a few, I love Yesterday, Imagine, Strawberry Fields Forever, Let it Be… many more.</i><br />
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How did you find out about 4?<br />
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<i>MLTR always been an all time time favorite of mine since elementary.. they are those few talented Danish guys who can really sing English songs in the 90’s.</i><br />
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<i>Now being without you </i><br />
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<i>Takes a lot of getting used to</i><br />
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<i>Should learn to live with it </i><br />
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<i>Living without you</i><br />
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<i>It’s all a big mistake </i><br />
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<i>Instead of getting easier</i><br />
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<i>It’s the hardest thing to take</i><br />
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<i>I’m addicted to ya babe </i><br />
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<i>You’re a hard habit to break </i><br />
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Favorite song by 5?<br />
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<i>Fix You</i><br />
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When did you first get into 2?<br />
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<i>My parents.</i><br />
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How did you first get into 3?<br />
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<i>My dad used to have a collection of CD’s from the 70’s-80’s bands so I was pretty much exposed to them.</i><br />
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Favorite song by 4?<br />
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<i>That’s Why You Go Away</i><br />
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A song by 5 that makes you happy?<br />
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<i>Every Teardrop is a Waterfall</i><br />
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Favorite band members from 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5?<br />
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<i>John Lennon, Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr, George Harrison</i><br />
<i>Gibb Brothers, Robin, Maurice and Barry</i><br />
<i>Peter Cetera</i><br />
<i>Jascha Richter</i><br />
<i>Chris Martin</i><br />
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Favorite album from 2?<br />
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<i>Spirits Having Flown</i><br />
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Best live band?<br />
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I haven’t seen any of them playing live in person. They are the legends. I only got to see them on YouTube.:)<br />
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-31905573849986717732013-01-01T11:49:00.000-08:002013-01-01T11:49:23.848-08:00Snaps right after New Year<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Finally, we survive again another year! </div>
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Thank you 2012 it's time for me to let you go. Bring it on, 2013. Please be more gentle and good to me or else. </div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-49307557456895850802012-12-30T11:25:00.000-08:002012-12-30T11:41:48.546-08:00Cats and coffee is a perfect combo.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
It's the time of the year again as much as I cringe the coming of these season I just can't believe we only got one or two days left before the end of 2012 (<i>2013 feels like I'm not ready yet!</i>).<br />
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Although having said that, haven't been here for quite awhile but I've always been here, there and everywhere. Cats and coffee is pretty much my best refuge these days. Does that make a perfect combo? Cats are chaotic sometimes and coffee stirs you up until you palpitate and gets you motivated to stay up all night and write. Did I say I'm such a night owl. In the finest hour of the night where everyone was asleep, I found myself puzzled weary why am I doing this for. It is given that I really need to work harder than anybody else I tried to rest my head to that thought. Whatever happens happens.<br />
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I feel much better today that I got the chance to get in touch again with special people in my life as it was supposed to be in the beginning. It's just that it is really hard to reach out especially when the gap is as almost as hard as the Great Wall of China I barely can get through. All I can do is to knock it out with all the strength that I have until it crack the surfaces at least to stop myself from breaking down. You cannot blame me when it comes to family it always tears me apart to the point of nervous breakdown. As it always been full of intermittent drama that is never ending. You should expect it.<br />
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This year is what a roller coaster ride of emotion. There are days feels like everything is so slow and there are days you really want to call it a day. Also, there are days feels like it easily gets into me so I ended up being tired getting stuck into this bubble or to what they call four corners. The routine can really burn you out to the extreme but so far that just me exaggerating things in my own perspective.<br />
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So consider this post as the usual everyday random rant post happens in the wee hours just to free my thoughts and to let go what is needed to let go at the end of the day.<br />
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Namaste. </div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-67809661618004665422012-12-22T12:05:00.000-08:002012-12-22T12:05:54.021-08:00Sort of a quarter life crisis in the making for a twenty six years old<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I admit it. I've been stuck in the rut for quite awhile now. Nostalgia just hits me today unlike any other day the impact was all so great that I just can't stop questioning myself, what I've been doing here? Where do I go from here? Sort of a quarter life crisis in the making for a twenty six years old like me (turning twenty seven years old two months from now) in this so-called earth. I'll let you know the reason once I found out why.<br />
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Then there's this things that are not just like before. Anyway, what do I expect I'm living in 2012 and a week from now it will be a new year. This is not the 90's or ending of the millenia anymore. Reality do sucks as much you are trying to find the escape it will haunt you in the face. For a long years now, I've been trying to create my own world where dreams have wings and it can fly like I can do anything that is possible. Now I woke up to that dream world that there's this certain limitation I have it on me. Why can't I be like anybody else?<br />
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Don't get me wrong but most physically challenge people like us feels that at a certain point in our lives. For a moment it took awhile for us to find our own wings to soar high. Though I only have a simple wish or you may call it a dream and that is to see the my loved ones especially my mother having a fulfilled life. She didn't ask me for anything but I feel I need to work out more for her. No matter how I can get in my online work somehow just to help her make both ends meet I would do anything for her. Forgive me for being too emotional writing this today. It's just that the feeling is so overwhelming that I couldn't even hold back my tears. I've battled so many issues in my life for most of the time it was a roller coaster ride. Sometimes it takes me up and just like today it takes me down I can no longer find my worth.<br />
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I know it is not how things supposed to be that way. Sooner or later, this too shall pass as if I'll be able to find my own worth again.<br />
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-9539937653815645022012-12-16T19:20:00.000-08:002012-12-16T19:20:05.067-08:00Weekend Snapshots.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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Getting up, update <a href="http://www.squidoo.com/lensmasters/NAIZA">Squidoo</a>, blogging, nap, watching movie online, nursing a dying cat, sew some pajamas... Pretty much that is how my day like on a weekend. </div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-43203628232622633412012-12-04T04:01:00.003-08:002012-12-04T04:03:53.181-08:00Don't mind me.<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I've battling with such a terrible case of a writer's block or sort of a PMS streaming somewhere in my system which I don't even know how long it will going to last. I've been worrying a lot in terms of dealing with people in general. They are really making me sick. Yep, I've been down for quite some time now as it is always been this sickening routine probably life is going to be this so unfair for me.<br />
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Anyway, moving on to that same old brand new story I just can't believe the year is almost over. As usual I probably won't make any resolutions this time around as I've always been. I just can't conform myself into something I can't done finishing. What a lesson learned. Aren't promises are made to be broken as the wise old saying goes. </div>
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Still feeling crappy. Don't mind me. </div>
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I thought it is more fitting to tell you how my day went was. Life has not always been that grand but it's great to enjoy moments where simple things can really make a difference to your day unbelievably. I've been dealing for quite some time with people's different idiosyncrasies which by the way I really can't stand. Anyways, it is not something to be taken personally so don't get me wrong.<br />
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-70778773021049712492012-11-28T06:35:00.001-08:002012-11-28T06:40:21.575-08:00Thank God for Wifi's<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
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I should have listen to myself more often to sit and write here whenever I have the time. I'm just too caught up with the things going on in real life. Most of the time, it is getting more complicated that I better wear the toughest skin as ever. <i>Such is life!</i></div>
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Anyways, the laptop is firing up long hours as I am catching up a series of new episodes of <i>The Walking Dead</i> and <i>New Girl </i>as well simultaneously every week. Yeah, I'm a sucker for zombies. Plus, these hot new Korean dramas and movies are totally enticing for me lately. I have no other way to survive these whole week of online work routines (<i>thank God for wifi's!</i>) as the television broke just a couple of months ago. Yes, it's not a big deal after all.</div>
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I'm totally pumped up that everything is on the internet nowadays. I remember watching movies in a VHS tape on weekends after preparing all my lessons and assignments for school which became an addiction and a habit at the same time. The availability is in our hands with just one click away anything is possible with technology. Everything is fast pace and even in learning you can educate yourself with the things you have never known before. How fascinating.</div>
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Looking back at life down memory lane, it was such a great learning experience where you can do nothing but to appreciate and embrace the simplicity of life where the kids of today may not have the chance to experience. I guess, generation differs after generation. A cycle that we all got into whether we are aware or not. But most of the time we want to break free from the chaos. </div>
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I admit I'm very fond of nostalgia as it hits me from time to time again. It is the kind of feeling of holding onto the memories of the past no matter how complicated the present as it never changes and it always been hiding inside of you. It all may sound too cliche but it is what it was and it will be. A feeling that something or someone has been lost but there's nothing to be regretful actually. </div>
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When I think about all this by now, feels I'm talking like a different person. We are all changing for a lot of possible reasons most of the time we aim for growth as an individual because we can't always be the same person like we were just yesterday. </div>
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Although to me everything feels like just yesterday. It all comes into a blur that everything happens so fast that I might not even know what I did in a matter of days, weeks or years. </div>
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-32827386400646233972012-11-06T08:33:00.001-08:002012-11-06T08:38:10.771-08:00Silent No More<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I <i>NEVER</i> tend to hate hate.<br />
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It's just that I'm too caught up with all these so many emotional turmoil from here and there that I barely didn't notice how much space it eaten up my time and attention to the extent of a nervous breakdown (<i>don't worry I'm still far from being insane!</i>). So far, real life can really be too disappointing at times. Well, same old story and issues nothing new. It is not supposed to be that way though it lingers. No matter how much I ignore what some people say about it is still bothersome. I guess, it is their problem anyway. I don't care.<br />
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For so many times I lost my own voice to voice out whatever emotion I felt during on a day to day basis whether I am angry, sad nor even when I'm at my most upbeat spirits. Now I just realize what about me letting go of this fear of standing to what I believe in no matter what would people say in my circles. Maybe because I'm the one who is more understanding, tolerant and careless towards anyone who would asked me any favor. So to speak, I just go on with the flow of things even if it makes everything worse. I do give myself a credit for that.<br />
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It just so hard to explain that sometimes I really do need space for me to grow and let go of these whatever that I need to voice out. I also do get angry at times but that doesn't mean I took grudges of anyone whenever I need to be myself. If you're not with me to the things that I say, well it is just fine for me. I don't hold your right to express the things you ought to say. We all goes through certain phases in our life when we need to spend some time alone for self reflection, meditation and even cast out the angst whatever your heart tells you. That's the same thing with crying. Crying doesn't really mean you are weak because people do cry for various reasons. But most of the time, we do cry for holding on to the pain or whatever that is for so long.<br />
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It is part of human existence. As a matter of fact, I do love to experience all that emotion in my lifetime to distinguish from one emotion to the other. But that doesn't mean I'm crazy. I'm just a weirdo. Mostly, it is just my way of embracing my skin, my uniqueness, quirkiness, vulnerability, flaws and everything that makes me human.<br />
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I am probably disabled in the outside but in my own world feels like there's so many things I need to do like learn a new art, places to explore, maybe pursue a new career, or write more lenses as always. I am a modern day dreamer dreaming of a wings so I can fly to somewhere I've never been before. Some say, it's not to late that if you are really wanted something why don't you give it a shot.<br />
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<i>Remember, losers are only quitters. </i></div>
NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-56402819338651406562012-11-05T07:18:00.000-08:002012-11-05T07:18:39.731-08:00Currents<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
date: 11/05/2012<br />
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<b>location:</b> obviously at home<br />
<b>eating: </b> Tuyo (dried fish) on top of a warm rice<br />
<b>drinking: </b> plenty of COFFEE and a glass of iced water<br />
<b>enjoying:</b> distance learning, blogging stuff, writing on Wizzley, HubPages and Squidoo<br />
<b>listening: </b> a random playlist from Linkin Park, OPM (Original Pinoy Music) to Tori Amos<br />
<b>wishing:</b> the major renovation of the house continues and be able pay the remaining mortgage.<br />
<b>thinking: </b> of sleeping earlier than 12MN or maybe not.. It depends.<br />
<b>making: </b> a mountains out of a mole hill.. just kidding! Working on my newest lens, hubs or wizz..<br />
or else finish all my Math exercises.. I hate Math.<br />
<b>feeling:</b> sick of PMS, sleepy, sad, nostalgic pretty much lately.. kinda tired too.<br />
<b>loving: </b> watching my cats and dogs sleep beside me in the couch while blogging.<br />
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NAIZAhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02532641536781150766noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1901103370308771503.post-2342423217501996052012-11-04T10:08:00.000-08:002012-11-04T10:21:24.271-08:00Have you ever been HURT so bad? <div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
I can't <i>believe</i> how much these level of hurt can make a great impact in my life. Have you ever been hurt so bad feels like you were living through hell all your life, a nightmare you kept on pinching yourself to be fully wide awake? I know we all do. Most of the time, we think to ourselves its better to run away from all of this mess.<br />
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A never ending battle I seem to fight with everyday wishing life will be fair somehow for me. I've been through a lot of ups and downs and a few bumps in the road but today was never like the day it was before. As it blocks out every positive in my system hoping somehow there is goodness among people. I should have known better how time flies, things change and people do change for the better and some even for the worse. I just can't stand the hypocrisy of some claiming they will stand behind you through the stormy times of your life but you always end up being alone.<br />
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Been tired of false hopes and irrepairable family relationships and individual differences that seems a never ending marathon of arguments and bad mouthing. I guess, it falls down to one thing: we can never be perfect neither do I am not perfect as we are all made of flaws and all. So don't try to look for perfection as for the moment you look upon it you'll end up in vain.<br />
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Never exaggerate your hope not until the specific things in your mind has finally materialize. It implies as well in dealing with people never lose hope but don't be too clingy for the memories are the only ones that stays. Be open with new ideas as well to criticisms that might can break or make your spirits at the end of the day. I know how much I wasn't aware to that until now and still struggling with how I am going to cope up whenever I'm down again to that darker road.<br />
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Now I'm writing all these things so that all the negatives will be erase and flew down somewhere I cannot go and to be at peace with myself knowing I didn't hurt anybody through these words. Sometimes, there are words that are better left unsaid. It does come so real to me. Someday, these things will be over and never an ounce of this hurt will ever hurt me again. It will surely does pass like a barred arrow which intentionally missed its target.<br />
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Hoping to write more positive thoughts next time.<br />
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<i>To be continued..</i><br />
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