Revelations, Reflections...

I recently learned of a lovely friend's heartbreaking story. A story of love and happiness turned sorrow and regret. Every girl's dream of good life and love, blown apart, washed away in a tsunami-esque manner.

However, amidst the brouhaha, I daresay that you, my dear, are still the lucky and blessed one. You have your family behind your back, and you have real friends who are willing to do everything to make you feel better. The mis-informed minority should not make a dent in the enlightened majority. What is important is that you know what the Mighty One knows. We may not be perfect, certainly we all have our faults, but let us rest assured that we are the ones on the right track. As my soul sister said, nothing beats sleeping soundly at night with a clear conscience. Only He can give you the strength you need. I wish you peace of mind, because nothing beats that. I wish you success in your new life -- and hopefully a new love we would soon be hearing about.

Do not fault yourself for loving someone. We always hope for the best in every relationship, don't we? And we are fully aware that when we give our heart to somebody, we also give him the power to crush it. There's always a 50/50 chance of that happening. It is how we move forward that matters. If we choose to put ourselves down and wallow in self-pity, then that becomes our fault. But if we choose to surround ourselves with positive vibes, good friends and continue to look fabulous (like you do, by the way), then there's already vindication in that. I love your positivity. Remember, you are blessed :)

Which got me into thinking. How much should we love? Or is that even a valid question? When we get into a relationship, we have every resolve to make it work right? So we give it our best shot, and that includes a lotta love and a lotta trust. Great if it works out and we end up being together for the rest of our lives. But what if it doesn't? Did we love too much? Or too little? Should we vow never to love the same way again, or repeat the exact same thing? Is it the same as getting a stone and hitting our own head with it if we love that way again? Or do we become man-haters? Or should we always believe in second chances, or new chances for that matter?

Everyone's entitled to her own opinion. As for me, personally, I believe in always giving my heart another chance to love. Love the same way, hope the same way, trust the same way -- with the past mistakes in mind. I guess the formula worked for me. If I didn't give myself another chance, and another chance and another (haha), I wouldn't have met my wonderful hubby. It's always in the aftermath that one realizes that indeed, everything happens for a reason.



So maybe some people are still in the stage where everything's happening and nothing makes sense at all. I guess all roads lead to that turning point in our lives where, after passing it, we look back and we're able to say, "Ah, so that's why it happened."

This Holy Week is a time for reflection. Maybe that's why I'm thinking this way hehehe. I hope everyone who oughtta think has already thought, and everyone who oughtta understand have already understood. Furthermore, I wish that whatever has been thought and understood shall eventually lead them to the right path.

Reaction to Satan's Letter to Willie

I recently read a creative blog (link posted by a friend) of "Satan" writing a letter to Willie Revillame.

http://worldofalbert.blogspot.com/2011/04/satans-letter-to-willie-revillame.html

I couldn't help but commenting:
"I agree specifically with user Khantotantra2.

Guys, this is a creative post. Doc Albert is entitled to express his opinion in a creative way as much as willie supporters are entitled to express their opinios by crying on TV to show support for their man. Kung tutuusin, may karapatan din silang magpost ng opinion dito pro sana walang personalan, wag na nila dirain [sic] ang pgkatao ng blogger dhil hindi nmn nya sinisira ang pgkatao nyo.

On the other hand, agree dn ako na nging OA ang reaction kay Janjan. Akala kc umiyak dhil napahiya. Hindi nmn. Umiyak cya dhil ntakot kay Mr. Balingit. Kng kalaswaan at moralidad ang pguusapan, mas mdami pang mas grabe na ginawa sa ibang shows. Pro wla nmn issue db?

Ang hindi lng tlga maganda kay willie is how he handles criticisms. Namemersonal eh. Ayan tuloy, nahahawa na ata ang ibang supporters nya, pati creative blog, pinepersonal. Hehe.

In the end, knya knya tyong opinion. Kung walang pumipigil sa inyo sumuporta kay Willie, wag nyo din sana personalin ung mga taong ayaw sa knya. Lawakan ang pang-unawa. "

As a writer with poetic license, I credit this guy for having good metaphorical skills. Altho i don't necessarily agree with some of his points, (e.g. that Willie would have wanted that Ultra Stampede to happen) I admire the blogger's grit in saying what he wants to say and receiving numerous bashings from Willie supporters for it.

I am neither a Willie hater nor a supporter. Sometimes I find him funny. Sometimes offensive. I recognize his desire to help the poor. But I also recognize how he, whether unwittingly or on purpose, manage to use his charisma for the masses as LICENSE to be arrogant and to defy authority.

His formula is using the "I'm-doing-this-for-the-masses…" ingredient. Example, something like: "Ginagawa ko itong lhat ng ito para sa masa. Para makatulong. Grabe ang pghihirap ko pra dito. Wala akong ibang hangad kundi tumulong..." (So far, this is true naman. But here comes the twist--) "Tapos pra sa isang maliit na bagay bbatikusin nyo ako? Sa dinami- damikong tinulungan, palalakihin nyo ang isang bagay? Gusto nyo bang matigil ang pgbbigay nmin ng saya sa mga kapwa? Eto n nga lng ang inaasahan nla eh, ngttyaga pumila sa labas pra sumaya mn lng at mbigyan ng pag-asa. Tapos dhil sa pmbbatikos nyo matitigil p ito?"

See? Though this is not verbatim, I want to point out his reasoning, how he manages to use the masses as a way of saying his detractors are the bad guys for criticizing his OWN wrongdoings. Or as a license for getting away with arrogance. That's what i don't like about him.

I hope the desire he has as he continues to help the poor is as much as his desire in banishing arrogance and tactlessness in his words and actions.

Ms. Venus Raj, WTH? (Why the hair?)

 I watched (some of the) Bb. Pilipinas telecast last night. I gotta admit, most of the girls' answers were good.

Moving forward, what actually disappointed me a bit was Venus Raj's hair. She looked like a tanned Sto. Nino. I was looking forward to her stately grace and poise (which she still had, yes), but I was major majorly distracted with her hair. WTH? (Why The Hair?) I missed her 1950's classic look and aura.

pic courtesy of Youtube (screencap)

However, I'm sorta kinda glad that her "major-major" slogan was picked up by Pizza Hut. I was actually surprised she became their image model -- being that pizza is not actually a common food for models. But good for her, she became famous, in a good way, because of it.

More power to you girl! Just get rid of that 'do. Your hair is better off straight. :)

The OFW's Wife

Now I know how it feels, sending off your husband to work abroad. I purposely left all our cameras (imagine, me, the camhoe?) so as not to remind me of this day.
Nevertheless, I'm surprisingly okay, doing better than I expected. Yeah I did cry the first time I walked into our room, when I saw his shirts and stuff scattered around. I realized, no one would use them in a long time, and no one will steal my blanket and bed space anymore. I got no one to wake up with everyday. Things I took for granted suddenly meant a lot.
However, I do realize that these are trivial things to cry about (but that don't stop me from doing so anyway). I oughtta focus my efforts on giving all the support I can give on his JobHunt: The Search for the perfect Job (that won't take him for granted).
I may have the license to cry me a river, but I know I also have the responsibility to accept the reasons for this temporary separation.

Certified Green Archer

Ok, maybe not green. Pink is more accurate. I wasn't talking about my school, by the way (I just had to use the pun, sorry). I was talking about Gandiva, the uh, archery place (archery place??) in Mall of Asia.

And well, no i'm not really certified as in certified, it's more of I'm now a certified FAN. I love it. I'm almost tempted to buy my own bow. *looks at the price tags* ok scratch that thought. eeeeek! I thought simple looking ones won't cost much!

Anyway, one of our project team mates tried this with his friends, and he brought us there. The first 6 shots with instructor are free, you just have to buy your own paper target. Then it's P500/hour unlimited shots with instructor, shareable by two persons (The hourly rate can be divided by up to 2 persons only). It's actually a good stress reliever to do something different this time.

Gandiva can be found at the Marina part of SM Mall of Asia (the back part facing the Seaside restos). It's on the opposite side of Burger King.

A-cute rhino

Nope, this post is faaar frombeing about the wildlife. It's actually a cute petname for my illness. Acute rhinopharyngitis. Or that's what I think the med cert says.

New Old Post: WAPAAK!

This post (in my friendster blog) was dated March 8, 2006. It was recently brought to my attention because of a spam comment. So then I decided to read my blog again, and was amazed at how similar my sentiments are, despite having very different situations already -- case in point, I was single and ready to mingle back in 2006 while I am, as you know, married with a bouncing kid today. But still, I could have written this today, with a few minor changes.

OMG. History has repeated itself. Read on.

WAPAAK!

yan ang buhay ko ngayon. parang palaging may amats, palaging masakit ang ulo, bangag, hilo, pagod. buti sana kng dahil sa gimik. ang masaklap, sa trabaho yan. pano ba naman, napasabak ako sa gitna ng giyera na walang ka-malay-malay kng ano ang pinag-aawayan. makabuluhan nga ang trabaho ko ngayon, kng ikukumpara sa kkaibang "level" ng pagpapanggap na natutunan ko dati. pero mshdong mabigat at malaking responsibilidad ang binagsak sa balikat ko, na kahit maghhumiyaw ako ng "wait! hindi pa ako ready!" eh no choice din. kulang sa oras. alam kong walang may kagustuhan pro nangyari. pro alam ko din nmn na kng bibigyan ng oras, mas gagaan… ata… diba?.. sana…

kaya ako ay ang pinakabagong miyembro ngayon ng T.G.I.F. - Thank God It’s Friday group. Ang mga nilalang na naghahanap ng happening pag biyernes dahil sa pressure sa trabaho. nagbabaka-sakali na ang pagka lango nila pag biyernes ay dahil sa tinunggang san mig o red horse at hindi dahil sa pag ngawa ng boss o kliyente.

buti nlng nung sabado, nag birthday ang kaibaigan ko. kahit naiwan akong mag-isang gumagawa ng trabaho na pang 2 tao, ayuz lng dahil alam kong magpapakasaya ako pagdating ng sabado. pero pano na ngyong linggong to? anong katuturan ng lahat, kng walang gimik? hindi din suweldo, dahil hindi ko nmn nararamdaman un. eh ano nga?

hindi nmn sa pag gimik lng umiikot ang mundo ko. pro bakit ba prang kelangan ng wapak pagkatapos ng linggo? bakit prang kelangan ang ending ay may happening tlga? cguro dahil wala akong choice. Hindi na ako natutuwa sa trabaho ko pero kailangan kong sumugod sa giyera, dahil hindi naman pwedeng mag "permission to fall out sir!" ang byuti ko. kaya consuelo nlng un. pang balanse, ika nga.

buti nlng, may nagpapa smile sakin.

kundi dahil sa knya, haaaay…

so, anong gimik natin ngyon?