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Wednesday, July 25, 2007
And so last night while talking to my good friend, Mel, tears involuntary rolled down my cheeks. And then I started complaining how complicated everything seems. I whined about having to go through all what I am going through all by myself. I was weeping and I myslef was surprised. I have been doing things on my own since grade school so why complain only now? Maybe because for the rest of my life, I was one hundred percent sure that if I decided to quit, I could always turn back and go home to my family. But things are different now. For quitting is no longer an option. Unless I am determined to fail. According to Mr. Paredes, Life is like that. We all get kicked out of our comfort zones every so often and I might as well not resist it. I could either have a miserable time or I could seize this chance to discover new things. Yes, life is like that indeed. It has a kind of humor that mere mortals like us tend to forget every so often. But for all the jokes that do not make us laugh, theyre there to make you learn about the world around you and yourself. To teach you how to be strong or to remind you that honey, you are strong! Now that I have been reminded, I say, I am Superwoman.. for the Lord is my strength. Problema pa? Sige lang, bring it on! Bone painted the world at 12:06 PM |
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
Im raving and bragging today coz I finally have a Basic Life Support certificate, accredited pa ng American Heart Association. And I could really say that I worked for it. I am happy and I feel really really blessed even though the heel of my right palm was hurting throughout the compression exercises. But its all ok. God is still good to me. Bone painted the world at 3:00 PM |
Monday, July 09, 2007
For a long time, it had seemed to me that life was about to begin -- real life. But there was always some obstacle in the way, something to be got through first, some unfinish business, time still to be served, a debt to be paid. The life would begin. At last it dawned on me that these obstacles [are] my life. But I know, a god will soon rescue me. My God. My Lord and my savior. Bone painted the world at 9:31 AM |
Thursday, July 05, 2007
been gone for a long time but i guess, people are used to it by now. most of the time, i tend to be like the wind, i come and go without you noticing it. sometimes, you might even forget that i do exist. some did and do not care at all. but to those who are there just standing by, checking once in a while for vital (and otherwise) things for me to say, my big thanks. this time, i have no good excuse for the absence. i refused to blog because.. and just because. and the consequence i have to endure. as a natural aftermath of my long absence, i am currently struggling to finish this composition when actually, all i want to put is: im having lots of ups and downs but id like to believe i am learning and i will become a better person one day. i supposed some of you would ask how i am doing as i frequently do that when i visit your sites. well, lets see. most of the things i want to say have already been said. oftentimes by other people and in much much better way than i could. so let me leave you something i copied from The Phantom of Tollbooth. "wheter or not you find your own way, you're bound to find some way. if you happen to find my way, please return it. as it was lost years ago. i imagine by now it's quite rusty." - Norton JusterBone painted the world at 8:53 AM | |
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because if you choose silence, people take advantage of you.
because if you dont speak, they will tell lies. because if you dont care and simply live life, they make up stories. because if you are loved, others will bring you down.
sometimes, you need a place you can call your own. where all you see and hear is the truth. a place where you see colors instead of just black&white. a happy place. home.
