welcome to my world

There are just some things that you would want to let go of… just wanna give it all up but then again, you just can’t. Just like what I’m doing right now. I’m doing a downgrade which supposedly had just 1 action number which really looked too easy but in the end had added 4 more and looks like I’ll be adding yet again another one *sigh*

What makes it more annoying is that I have this piece of code that really looks so messy that I redid my work 3 times already! And yet I still haven’t finished it yet argghh…

That’s how life is. There are just some moments that really drown you up to your head… sucking the life out of you… so gripping… yet you continue to wade through it. Not just wade but sometimes struggle.

There are times you just wanna say STOP! yet you can’t. Coz it is a part of you. Coz it is a situation that really challenges you, that makes you who you are despite the fact that you’re really tired…

Oh well. I’d better get back to work and finish my annoying downgrade

He came into my life bringing in no surprise
No cheap thrills, no nothing; he was just there.
He started out as a younger brother to me; my student, my charge, my responsibility.

But then his sweet demure brought me close to him
Our thirst each for a friend was quenched in the other’s presence
He was a listener to all my joys, doubts, fears, hesitations
And even my plans in my life
He became a friend.

That closeness didn’t stop there;
He was more than a friend, but became someone special
We give a hug, shared a kiss here and there
And all the rush of emotions, bottled up inside
Afraid to show what we really mean to each other

So we turn to other people
Seeking to others what we found in each other;
Trying to prove ourselves wrong
But that’s not how it’s supposed to be
It’s always to him I turn to for momentous events
And even to him I look for, the happiness I never experienced before.

And so he became my life
He became my world
He is my adviser, my partner in crime, my everything
And there came a time that I even thought we never could be
But we always find ourselves in each other’s arms time and time again.

Cliche aside, life do has a funny way of changing tides
With all the trials and pains
He came to be my champion.
He came to be that person whom I rely on
He’s a provider
He’s a confidant
He’s a shoulder to cry on to
He’s my best friend
He’s someone I”ll spend the rest of my life with,
The father of my child.

And as I keep saying:
He’s everything and more…
MY HUSBAND.

**NOTE:
Happy monthsary, Baby! ^_^ Whether we’re celebrating it for 37 months or just a month, it doesn’t matter. Time doesn’t matter cause every moment with you is special.
Love you *hugs*

I just heard this song today (while I was trying to do a tech specs for a mod). The first thing that got me was its melody. It’s mellow yet uppity beat somehow soothes and gives a "kilig" feeling. And then there’s the lyrics. It’s just perfect ^_^ How my baby calls me baby? The best!

To my baby, here’s a song for you ^_^ To 33 and a half months of ups and downs, of trials and challenges… and looking forward for more great times with you. Love you *hugs*

(The Way I am - Ingrid Michaelson @ Youtube)

The Way I Am   
by Ingrid Michaelson                                      

If you were falling, then I would catch you.
If you need a light, I’d find a match.

Cuz I love the way you say good morning.
And you take me the way I am.

If you are chilly, here take my sweater.
If your head is aching, I’ll make it better.

Cuz I love the way you call me baby.
And you take me the way I am.

I’d buy you Rogaine when you start losing all your hair.
Sew on patches to all you tear.

Cuz I love you more than I could ever promise.
And you take me the way I am.
You take me the way I am.
You take me the way I am.

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OK, so I know that September, or even October is not the month for women. In fact it’s way too off. The Women’s Month is celebrated during March. But hey, whoever said we can’t give our ode to great women on any other month?

One of the things or rather people I have high regards for are women of strength. They may be just strengthened through the test of time or just innately strong but it doesn’t really matter. What matters is that at the end of it all, they were able to come out of their situation scarred yet head held high and more ready to face whatever may come their way.

I have known a lot of women of strength in this lifetime. These women may not be popular. They may not be even that known in their neighborhood but in my heart I saw their struggle or have heard testimonies of how they were able to battle what life has thrown at them.

Single moms. I just raise my hands in surrender to these women. Imagine raising a kid or even kids on your own. With the scars that are left within them regarding their situation, still they’re just able to appreciate what they have been blessed with.

Cancer patients. They may have lost every hope when they knew about this and yet they fight this dreaded disease with all their will to live. And I can just shake my head with their conviction to go through this trial.

Rape/Sexual harassment victims. They have been robbed of their freewill to give themselves to someone they love. But despite the traumas they’ve been through, they opened themselves vulnerable yet again to the world, trusting and loving. And all I can do is give a hug for you, woman.

These are just some of the examples that women of strength go through. A lot more of women are going through different struggles in their lives. Whoever among you thinks that women are weak? It’s just so unfortunate that you have met the wrong women then.

I live to be inspired by these women daily. To go through my problems with a smile on my face every single day. To aspire for the dreams I’ve set for myself. To be the best that I can be with what I have. To express who I am and not be afraid to show the world the real me.

Cheers to these WOMEN OF STRENGTH. Someday I hope to even come close to what you are, woman! I salute you!

P.S.
This article was primarily inspired by Chel who celebrated her birthday last September 21. You just don’t know how much I admire you ^_^ HAPPY BIRTHDAY, girl!

P.S.S.
I’d also like to acknowledge women of strength that have inspired me to write this article: Ron (as always), Ni, Malou (thanks for being a great friend despite we’ve known each other for a short time. what you’ve shown me led me to admire you more and more every day), mommy Alma (your wisdom is just beyond your age), Dudai’s mom (her strength is just enormous), and of course my Mom (you’re just the best).

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Now playing: Maroon5 - Makes Me Wonder
via FoxyTunes   

I can’t really say that I have been out of the loop, that is blogging, for quite a time coz I had my latest article sometime early this month, specifically September 5. But I haven’t really produced any good articles of late. I’d say that the last good one I made was "The Park at Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, Ortigas".

Somehow I had trouble conjuring up emotions within me; emotions that are afraid to surface, emotions that are just too raw, all too new. But a lot of things have inspired me lately: a job that I have come to love, family and friends that never left me all this time, an upcoming trip to Hong Kong, being able to conquer mountains and most of all a newfound love. *blush*

So welcome me back! ^_^ I’m coming to the blogging world with a vengeance. Hopefully with more brighter, colorful, interesting and exciting stories to share with everyone.

I hope you’ll enjoy reading my articles again.

Oh and please do comment on articles that you really like and/or those that hit a nerve and touch you to your core.

God bless! ^_^

Wouldn’t it be nice if you only think of yourself? Not being dependent on someone for something… Wouldn’t it be nice if you can do things without taking into consideration the people or future events that might get affected by your decisions?

But it doesn’t happen that way. IT NEVER DOES. There is always someone or something that gets affected however trivial or insignificant that decision or action seem to be.

It sure is fun to be independent. And not being able to rely so much on others. It gives you a sense of freedom and fulfillment, as well. But in the end, even you, yourself have to rely on that someone or something, whatever that is. After all, it has been said, NO MAN IS AN ISLAND.

Relationships between people has always been fascinating and complex. You have your colleagues at school or at work. You also have what you call acquaintances. You have friends; despite them being annoying or sweet.  And of course, there’s our family.

As your relationship with another person becomes intimate, it becomes tightly linked then you become tightly attached to that person. In the process you develop dependencies. It’s just sad sometimes that too much dependencies lead to higher expectations. And when expectations are not met then well, it gets bitter… sour… Unless, of course, both parties learn to deal with it and let it go.

Relationships are that and everything. And the waiting keeps on going and going. I’m actually waiting for someone to finish up stuff. And I’m just bored at the office right now, wasn’t able to do anything because of some technical problems with our counterparts, yet again. ^_^

In an age where vanity is encouraged and physical appearances matter, along comes a song that deviates from all these beliefs. I love Mika for this song. This song is for me and for all big the girls out there ^_^ Don’t hide behind your fats. Show all those curves, girl! *wink*

BIG GIRL (You Are Beautiful)
by Mika

Big girl you are beautiful

Walks in to the room
Feels like a big balloon
I said, ‘Hey girls you are beautiful’
Diet coke and a pizza please
Diet coke I’m on my knees
Screaming ‘Big girl you are beautiful’

You take your skinny girls
Feel like I’m gonna die
Cos a real woman
Needs a real man here’s why

You take your girl
And multiply her by four
Now a whole lot of woman
Needs a whole lot more

Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy come on around
And they’ll be calling you baby

No need to fantasise
Since I was in my braces
A watering hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places

Big girls you are beautiful
Big girls you are beautiful
Big girls you are beautiful
Big girls you are beautiful

Walks in to the room
Feels like a big balloon
I said, ‘Hey girls you are beautiful’
Diet coke and a pizza please
Diet coke I’m on my knees
Screaming ‘Big girl you are beautiful’

You take your girl
And multiply her by four
Now a whole lot of woman
Needs a whole lot more

Get yourself to the Butterfly Lounge
Find yourself a big lady
Big boy come on around
And they’ll be calling you baby

No need to fantasise
Since I was in my braces
A watering hole
With the girls around
And curves in all the right places

Big girls you are beautiful
Big girls you are beautiful
Big girls you are beautiful
Big girls you are beautiful

I have numerous deadlines and yet, here I am with nothing to do. You think it’s impossible? Uh no. In my case, it’s not.

I’m so bored. Wanna do work now, as in, now. Unfortunately, I have to wait confirmations from my counterparts. Also, our servers are down. This is just crappy.

I’m looking for things to work on right now. Blogging came to mind. The problem is, I’m not in the mood. I have no mood-setters with me. Earphones, MP3s…

So what does one do while waiting for things to happen? Play RS? Tsk tsk tsk. Bad Wuwie… Bad Tweet.

Wish I can take a nap, instead. *sigh* Waiting for 6.35PM… Man, that’s like 6 hours away *sigh*

I first came across the term "morbid curiosity" while on a trip to Taal (with Alds, Che, Mario and Joe-e). That was one fun and eventful and an educational day… well, mostly for them.

Anyways, back to the topic. So what is morbid curiosity? I just checked on the net if there is any formal definition to this term. Unfortunately, there was none. I think Che just made this term up. (She has this funny way of twisting words around, making new terms or sounds. Miss you, Che!)

We say it is morbid curiosity when the curiosity of a person goes beyond the normal curiousness. We say it is morbid when the answer to one’s questions bring about negative emotions such as grossness, mind-revolting, or even… pain.

But then men are made to be curious: about their surroundings, predicaments, situations. Man has the ability to question everything; this is what most philosophers insist that separates humans from animals.

But then again, there are just some things that need not be known but we are just too curious to let it go. I often fall myself into this trap. Ever since I was a kid, I just keep on popping up questions. Just not that satisfied with simple answers, need to dig deeper to its core existence… its essential meaning.

Sometimes I wish I was never brought up to be that: question everything. There are times I just wish I learn when to shut up. But it’s like a disease. You just can’t get enough peace of mind until you’ve asked and been explained and told what it’s all about.

Oh well, I guess that’s just who I am.