Thursday, May 28, 2009
I just had the swellest day ever!
Spent the day with one of my closest friends, and boy, was I bloated with all the food and chisms! It's been such a while since "boo-ang" and I saw each other. I missed her a lot. It feels so good to know that you have a friend for keeps who's always there through hell and back.
Here's to a lasting and boo-tiful friendship, Mael Stephanie Dela Calzada!
Luv yah, Misis! =)
Sunday, May 24, 2009
I have never been the biggest fan of slippers, shoes, sandals and the like. Though I have occasional footwear fetish, it remains "occasional" to the true sense of the word. The occasional pair will most likely be BLACK.
A self-proclaimed follower of the religion that is practicality, I find black shoes to be most convenient for someone who is not so fashion-savvy (ahem). I have quite a number of black foot paraphernalia to go with my 96 ct. Crayola crayons-colored wardrobe. I have quite a number of them to merit a remark from the beau that my taste for footwear is downright BORING! Ouch!
Well, I can't blame the poor boy for having such a dowdy girlfriend. But you can't blame me either if the comforts of my pads rest on that workable, reliable pair of black moccasins. Boots, sandals, ballet shoes, doll shoes, black wedges, pumps, sneakers and what have you. Name it and I have their respective black versions.
I have this particular favorite pair which I call "Na-chus", my shortcut for Naturalizer. I had it as a present from one of my Aunts two years ago. At first glance, I dismissed it as ordinary. But once I had my sole in, I found the ultimate shoe heaven! It was the simplest looking pair of sandals yet the most comfortable I have ever had in my entire post-adolescent life!
From the church to the market, from birthday dinners to the mall, from boats to the beach - - that pair was my loyal companion. My "Na-chus" were a witness to a handful of secrets. If it were given a mouth, tongue and of course a voice, then I probably would have had my jolt of Pandora's box. Boo.
As of this writing, my "Na-chus" chance of spilling the beans on me is no longer possible. Even if you give the biggest trachea there is, my "Na-chus" already gave up on me. I was just a few meters past our gate when it snapped. I looked down on a pair that used to be my feet's best friend, now it sits in a cold corner of my shoe stall.
People tend to get the most out of things which they think is useful to them. Not only is it applicable on material stuff but also in real life, say, careers, relationships and friendships. Supposedly, the ideal scenario would be mutual but what usually happens is an infestation of parasites. Parasitism over Mutualism. Once they suck out everything you got, the words "bye-bye" is just around the corner. They drop you like hot, delicious french fries!
Thursday, May 14, 2009
They say that the amount of calories one ingests reflects the weight of emotional turmoil one is experiencing. The amount of caloric content is directly proportional to the emotional baggage. Really now?
So, is it safe to say that people on the streets - since they eat less, have lesser emotional baggage? No. No. No. The opening paragraph does not hold true in most cases.
I choose not to take the melodramatic path (blog-wise) this morning. What I want to really say is, I'm in pain. Stomach pain. I'M HUNGRY! And looking at that picture of an uber tempting hamburger is killing me! A chienne of a burger. crap. (salivates)
It's not that we don't have food for breakfast. I just don't feel like eating what's being served downstairs. I'm feeling hotdogs, pancakes and scrambled eggs as day starters. You might go, say, "Then cook, biatch!" and worrying that I might not know how. lol.
Uhm, I do know how to cook. Breakfast food is my forte, actually. Toasting and frying is so dang easy, isn't it? Haha! Where's mama when you need her the most?
Lazy people gets hungry..most of the time. But then again, there's always the convenience of FOOD DELIVERY. So happy. =)
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
An encounter with an ex got me thinking about my inability in the past and the inability of some people to burn their bridges all the way to the ground. Sure, sometimes its hard to let go and just move on, but there are times when it must be done. And so I contemplated why some people, again and again, refuse to do this. Why can’t they just let go, commence the proverbial “burning” and move on? If you’re going to make a decision, at least make a solid one. Don’t say “no” and then, bending under pressure from both inside and outside, decide that perhaps “yes” would be the best answer. It will only hurt you more and makes you appear pathetic. Make a decision and effing stick to it!
Now, I have in the past fallen under the category of not burning my bridges all the way down. However, that only led to greater dissatisfaction and remorse. It also pained the people i love and the people who loves me. Truly, if you have it in you to burn bridges, you should do it right. Ridding ones life completely of any outside nuisance or negative energy is ultimately for the best. Having taken the time and courage to eliminate those things, I find my life feeling much more free and I’ve loved in a way I’ve never loved before. I felt like a weight’s been lifted off my shoulders each time I eliminate something that wasn’t quite right previously, love-wise, life-wise.
Make no mistake, burning bridges does not leave one feeling empty or lonely. Each bridge you burn is replaced with a new, stronger bridge. Eliminating a friendship with a fake and an ex whose excess negative energies continually brought me down a peg on the mood scale, has led to stronger relationships with other old friends and my many new friends.
I find myself today in some of the best friendships with the best people I have ever known, and I wouldn’t trade it for Choos nor Manolos. I’m not looking back, I’m not asking “what if” I had just given in again. I’m looking at the present and keeping in mind the future, which looks so bright from this vantage point.
I have no regrets. My life is on the right path. I am moving slow but at least, in the right direction. My goals are clear and achievable. I have already achieved so many things, and many more are on the way. Slowly but surely, that is. I wouldn’t trade any of my decisions for anything in the world. Unless it’ll hurt the people I love so much, there will be no more second thoughts.
Tuesday, May 12, 2009
I just find this cute. Read on, =)
Lady: Why do you like me..?
Why do you love me?
Man: I can’t tell the reason.. but I really like you..
Lady: You can’t even tell me the reason…
How can you say you like me?
How can you say you love me?
Man: I really don’t know the reason,
but I can prove that I love you.
Lady: Prove? No! I want you to tell me the reason.
My friend’s boyfriend can tell her why he loves her but not you!
Man: Ok! Ok!!! Erm…
because you’re beautiful,
because your voice is sweet,
because you are caring,
because you are loving,
because you are thoughtful,
because of your smile,
because of your every movements..
Unfortunately, a few days later, the Lady met an accident and became a vegetable.
The Guy then placed a letter by her side,
and here is the content:
Because of your sweet voice that I love you…
Now can you talk? No!
Therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your care and concern that I like
Now that you cannot show them,
therefore I cannot love you.
Because of your smile, because of your every movement that I love you..
Now can you smile? Now can you move?
No, therefore I cannot love you…
If love needs a reason, like now,
there is no reason for me to love you anymore.
But does love need a reason?
I still love you… Because love doesn’t need one.
Did you ever find yourself in a situation when you wanted something so bad that you have to sacrifice the core of your tenets? Play your multiple personalities to a no-nonsense level? Give in to just about any whims? Bet you did.
They all say that if it’s meant for you, it’ll just unknowingly, land on your feet. And because present circumstance says that “it’s meant for you”, you give it a shot, disregarding the fact that you could end up hurting. There will always be those moments when giving almost everything isn’t enough. The jar of contentment isn’t the same for everyone. What I think is everything for me, could possibly be just nothing to someone else and vice versa.
This is where the manicured toenails come in.
In relationships, romantic or otherwise, just like the toenails, prepare for constant smudging and always be aware that a nail salon is built for a purpose. You wanted something so bad, then be ready to pay its price. You get hurt along the way, but for the greater glory of a relationship you believe in - be willing to concede and just have the nail salon repaint your toenails.
It’s a fact of life. Everybody hurts. That’s one big reality that no one is immune from. It’s just a matter of how you pick yourself up after the hurting and smudging. The cherry on the parfait is a relationship coming out well because of the sustained hurts. We learn from all those hurts, for crying out loud!
In a life like mine–full of needless hullabaloos, never ending theatricals and psychotic potentials, it’s clear-cut that I’m gonna be an anti-psychotics dependent. I dunno. My mind is in a whirl…so is this blog. =)
Monday, May 11, 2009
soft wind touching your face..
golden sun kissing your cheeks..
sparkling water playing with your feet..
Anybody up for some good ol' beaching?
Dang, I miss the beach. =(
A few months ago, I have decided to just stop the hating and just go on with life sans the haters. I have come to think now of the people who used to pester my life as "blessings in bitches' clothing", for without them, my closet would have been empty and downright boring.
So let me just give my biggest THANKS to all the flops who wear designers and not pulling it off. You truly made my hand-me-downs a CLASSIC!
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
We live to serve. Cebu Doctors' University Hospital's motto could most likely be the best motto for every nurse there is.
Working in a hospital scares me. People's lives depend in your very hands. The scope of responsibility is so wide that in every move you make, you think of every lawsuit there is that could possibly head your way. But who's complaining?
Not me. I have friends, classmates and some familiar faces who'll thread this road with me. That being said, the days ahead are going to be loaded (of course) and fun!
I'm excited to see them again. lol.
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Tomorrow's the big day. Will start work at the local private hospital. Time to get busy. Time to get my ass kicked! For a month or two, I was excited. But now, I'm just pretty burn out.
Work Dork Cork doesn't mean anything.
Crappy cerebrum ain't working tonight. Sorry.