GOOD MORNING SUNSHINE!

you think i looked like pablo when i was a baby? mweheheh :)

MORE BABY PICS! :)

*my sister tina and i went all the way to shakeys katipunan just to see our nephew pablo because he attended a kiddie party there. heheh :) now, don't you think that this super cute smile was worth all the trouble? :)

i get kilig pa everytime i see these pictures of him :) heheheh :)

The Invitation
by Oriah Mountain Dreamer

It doesn’t interest me what you do for a living.
I want to know what you ache for
and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart’s longing.

It doesn’t interest me how old you are.
I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool
for love
for your dream
for the adventure of being alive.

It doesn’t interest me what planets are squaring your moon...
I want to know if you have touched the centre of your own sorrow
if you have been opened by life’s betrayals
or have become shrivelled and closed
from fear of further pain.

I want to know if you can sit with pain
mine or your own
without moving to hide it
or fade it
or fix it.

I want to know if you can be with joy
mine or your own
if you can dance with wildness
and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes
without cautioning us to
be careful
be realistic
remember the limitations of being human.

It doesn’t interest me if the story you are telling me
is true.
I want to know if you can
disappoint another
to be true to yourself.
If you can bear the accusation of betrayal
and not betray your own soul.
If you can be faithless
and therefore trustworthy.

I want to know if you can see Beauty
even when it is not pretty
every day.
And if you can source your own life
from its presence.

I want to know if you can live with failure
yours and mine
and still stand at the edge of the lake
and shout to the silver of the full moon,
“Yes!”

It doesn’t interest me
to know where you live or how much money you have.
I want to know if you can get up
after the night of grief and despair
weary and bruised to the bone
and do what needs to be done
to feed the children.

It doesn’t interest me who you know
or how you came to be here.
I want to know if you will stand
in the centre of the fire
with me
and not shrink back.

It doesn’t interest me where or what or with whom
you have studied.
I want to know what sustains you
from the inside
when all else falls away.

I want to know if you can be alone
with yourself
and if you truly like the company you keep
in the empty moments.



*my favorite poem of all time :) this is how i choose to live and love :)

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hmm... i took MMPI in my Psychometrics class and the results there showed that i am most likely to have Hysteria... heheh :) interesting :)

i have a squeaky car
and it's only one of the many reasons why i've been SO irritable this week.

it happened last wednesday (july 14) along the quirino taft intersection. i was on my way to rob place to have dinner and watch a movie with faye when this taxi hit my car from behind. it was amazing how so many pedicab drivers flocked the site of the accident. as if that wasn't bad enough, i remembered that I didn't have a cell phone at the moment to call anyone, not even faye to tell her that i was going to be late.

last monday, since i needed to look for my sister's stapler and was positive that it was in the trunk, i tried opening it, only to find out that it wasn't there.

now, i can't close my trunk. the only thing that holds it is a ribbon to stop it from opening totally. it goes *squeak* *squeak* every time i drive.



it's so damn annoying.

this has been a hell week for me. This upcoming week better be a more pleasant one.

I taste like Menthol. I am refreshingly different; some people don't appreciate that. My sharp honesty gets up some people's noses, while others really enjoy it. I am something of an acquired taste. What Flavour Are You?

I'm not afraid
Of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard

I'm just trying to find
A decent melody
A song that I can sing
In my own company

I never thought you were a fool
But darling look at you
You gotta stand up straight
Carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere baby

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And now you can't get out of it

Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

I will not forsake
The colors that you bring
The nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing

I am still enchanted
By the light you brought to me
I listen through your ears
Through your eyes I can see

And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough
And you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now
My, oh my

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

Oh love, look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm 'til you discover how deep

I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all

You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it

And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass

And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along this stony pass

It's just a moment
This time will pass


*i just saw this song on my list of mp3s and listened to it again after so long...one of the few people who have been most influential to me once said that this was my song...his song for me. This was actually the reason why i downloaded it in the first place.

the lyrics of the song may not be sweet and it has been about 2 years already but i still remember EVERYTHING about him everytime i hear this song... :)

will somebody please explain again why i am up as early as 7:55am on a saturday morning?! i hate getting up early for org meetings...
oh well, at least i have tomorrow to look forward to.. i'm going to see pablo!!!! :)

my sister just conviced me to create a blog... i'm no poet and i'm not even a good writer. :) this should be fun.. mwehehehe :)