Tomorrow is the Annual Party. Damn it's my 2nd year here. I never really expected to stay this long. I thought I will get bored fast or give up easily. But the opposite happened. I thrived. I conquered. And I am feeling good about it.
Today was a gift. Work was a breeze. No drama, no aliens coming from outer space asking for upgrade and demanding freaks asking for complimentary stuff. So we ended up chatting a whole lot and playing hide and seek at the back office. We have an Exchange student from Korea. I was really impressed with all the traveling she has done so far which makes me even more confused if I should use my MBA money to study or to just T-R-A-V-E-L. And yikes... I am really hearting the new Chanel bag.
I have some serious thinking to do. And 60 days is ticking like a time bomb.
Manila here I come.
Can't wait to perspire heavily and get all wrapped up in smog.
For me you're still home. Even when you're dirty and complicated.
So what to wear for the Cowboys theme? I am not really feeling it. seriously.
Photos coming later...
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Sunday, February 26, 2012
This must be one of the best days of my life.
One missing child who can't speak English, the kid with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, the 19-year old guy from Indiana and a group of toddlers running around the lobby. Even though I felt like I was 110% used today at work I think I had an amazing time. Someone UP there is seriously thinking of me, always giving me reasons to smile.
Today is no extraordinary. First time I encountered being caught in the middle of a sandstorm. If you have seen the movie Mission Impossible in Dubai just now I can tell that it's not exaggerated. I had to literally remove sand from my ears, from my hair, from my eyes and not to mention a handful ( perhaps) down my throat. It was insane.
And expectantly, the lobby was jam-packed like a fish market. There's just nowhere else to go. You can imagine the intensity of noise we have to endure while talking and listening and smiling that until now I can feel like my jaw still hurts for some reason. But then, I just love what I do. And I am proud to say that I am really good at it.
I realized that it does hurt when you work at something and in the end you did not get it. But nothing can change the fact that I always give my best. I never do anything half-halfheartedly. If I get a NO at something, I don't have to fret because one day, somewhere out there somebody will say Yes. I should not be discouraged.
As I drown my sorrows watching Glee for the past three weeks now, I discovered that playing with Kids is the best cure for my blues. I don't mind staying with a lost child as we try to look for his parents. I don't mind talking to teenagers asking about this and that and observing how they try to act like a real Man. I started to feel so old now. Seriously. Ans life is still beautiful in spite of all the madness and the chaos.
They are shooting Britain's next top Model here. Flashback. I remember those days when I go-see for modelling stints back in the day. My body never changed. My boobs never grew a cup size. But I had the same feeling those ladies must have felt. Thank God I surpassed the insecurity and the awkwardness and the pressure. Now I am just as happy and content for my God-given gifts.
I can't wait to sun-bathe. So please sandstorm Go away!
One missing child who can't speak English, the kid with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen, the 19-year old guy from Indiana and a group of toddlers running around the lobby. Even though I felt like I was 110% used today at work I think I had an amazing time. Someone UP there is seriously thinking of me, always giving me reasons to smile.
Today is no extraordinary. First time I encountered being caught in the middle of a sandstorm. If you have seen the movie Mission Impossible in Dubai just now I can tell that it's not exaggerated. I had to literally remove sand from my ears, from my hair, from my eyes and not to mention a handful ( perhaps) down my throat. It was insane.
And expectantly, the lobby was jam-packed like a fish market. There's just nowhere else to go. You can imagine the intensity of noise we have to endure while talking and listening and smiling that until now I can feel like my jaw still hurts for some reason. But then, I just love what I do. And I am proud to say that I am really good at it.
I realized that it does hurt when you work at something and in the end you did not get it. But nothing can change the fact that I always give my best. I never do anything half-halfheartedly. If I get a NO at something, I don't have to fret because one day, somewhere out there somebody will say Yes. I should not be discouraged.
As I drown my sorrows watching Glee for the past three weeks now, I discovered that playing with Kids is the best cure for my blues. I don't mind staying with a lost child as we try to look for his parents. I don't mind talking to teenagers asking about this and that and observing how they try to act like a real Man. I started to feel so old now. Seriously. Ans life is still beautiful in spite of all the madness and the chaos.
They are shooting Britain's next top Model here. Flashback. I remember those days when I go-see for modelling stints back in the day. My body never changed. My boobs never grew a cup size. But I had the same feeling those ladies must have felt. Thank God I surpassed the insecurity and the awkwardness and the pressure. Now I am just as happy and content for my God-given gifts.
I can't wait to sun-bathe. So please sandstorm Go away!
Friday, February 24, 2012
Get it Right
What have I done?
I wish I could run,
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help
Hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions
Keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right, to get it right?
Can i start again, with my fate shaken?
'Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face mistakes,
But if I get stronger and wiser, I'll get through this
What can you do when you're good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
So I throw up my fists, throw a punch in the air,
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair!
Yeah, I'll send down a wish and I'll send up a prayer
And then finally someone will see how much I care
What can you do when you're good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
I wish I could run,
Away from this ship going under
Just trying to help
Hurt everyone else
Now I feel the weight of the world is on my shoulders
What can you do when your good isn't good enough
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions
Keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right, to get it right?
Can i start again, with my fate shaken?
'Cause I can't go back and undo this
I just have to stay and face mistakes,
But if I get stronger and wiser, I'll get through this
What can you do when you're good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
So I throw up my fists, throw a punch in the air,
And accept the truth that sometimes life isn't fair!
Yeah, I'll send down a wish and I'll send up a prayer
And then finally someone will see how much I care
What can you do when you're good isn't good enough?
And all that you touch tumbles down?
'Cause my best intentions keep making a mess of things,
I just wanna fix it somehow
But how many times will it take?
Oh, how many times will it take for me to get it right?
Why so serious?
Yikes. It's been a rough start for me for 2012. I had the extremes of things imaginable. And I keep my sanity through Glee, seriously. I am a Gleek. I used to sing and perform in High School and College so the show hit me to the core. I used to see myself having a rock-style life, hahah. But I guess I am no Avril Lavigne (only in the shower).
I am not in the best shape at the moment. I guess God is giving me the tests again. So I just have to hold on tightly. I know HE will never leave me. Life continues when you don't get what you want. I just don't want to lose it again.
I am really excited to know what's behind the BIG NO that He just gave me. What is the sacrifice for? Hold me. Tighter.
I am not in the best shape at the moment. I guess God is giving me the tests again. So I just have to hold on tightly. I know HE will never leave me. Life continues when you don't get what you want. I just don't want to lose it again.
I am really excited to know what's behind the BIG NO that He just gave me. What is the sacrifice for? Hold me. Tighter.
Thursday, February 23, 2012
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Monday, February 20, 2012
Saturday, February 18, 2012
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Splash
When you’re alone for a long time, and you’ve decided that you like it that way, your life achieves an equilibrium. All your energies are equally distributed amongst all the different sections of your life. You get the right amount of sleep. You excel at work. You’re productive on your days off. You have time for your friends, you have a healthy social life, and you only drink once a week, sometimes once every 2 weeks.
Your mind is sharp and focused. Emotionally, you achieve a sort of equanimity. You become attuned to that inner conversation you have with yourself, the one that gets a bit drowned out when you’re in a relationship and half your mind is occupied by someone else.
You achieve solitude, which is different from loneliness. You become like the surface of a calm lake, still and serene, like a mirror reflecting the sky…
Then you fall in love again and it’s like someone hurling a huge boulder right smack into the centre of that lake.
‘Nuff said.
credits to ala p.
Your mind is sharp and focused. Emotionally, you achieve a sort of equanimity. You become attuned to that inner conversation you have with yourself, the one that gets a bit drowned out when you’re in a relationship and half your mind is occupied by someone else.
You achieve solitude, which is different from loneliness. You become like the surface of a calm lake, still and serene, like a mirror reflecting the sky…
Then you fall in love again and it’s like someone hurling a huge boulder right smack into the centre of that lake.
‘Nuff said.
credits to ala p.
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Updating...
I am guilty of not writing much lately. I promised to update as much as I can but time never seems to permit me nowadays.
A lot of things happened lately. But most of the them I ended up writing in my journal while waiting for my bus to arrive. Some of the stories will suited best in the drama category but thank God that most of them I can still consider as comedy. I am gifted to see the funny side of things. I really do have a huge heart and it's quite easy to make me smile.
I will try to share my stories soon.
But for now, it's easier to post some of the craziest pictures I had lately with friends and family...
A lot of things happened lately. But most of the them I ended up writing in my journal while waiting for my bus to arrive. Some of the stories will suited best in the drama category but thank God that most of them I can still consider as comedy. I am gifted to see the funny side of things. I really do have a huge heart and it's quite easy to make me smile.
I will try to share my stories soon.
But for now, it's easier to post some of the craziest pictures I had lately with friends and family...
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