I know I haven't been much of a blogger but rather a "logger" lately. Excuses. Excuses. Actually I have been "cleaning house" (in my life at least).
Aside from the realities of life that has kept me preoccupied, I think a big block hit me right in my sinus. Make sense? Ya, I don't think so either.
Today, a nice nippy Saturday, while doing laundry, it sort of hit me - if and when I die, will somebody miss me? Will there be a lot of people who'd come to my funeral and have some sniffles? What have I done to the human race with nearly (emphasis on NEARLY - means NOT YET) four decades of existence? Geez, I don't want to be just part of the statistics.
Have you ever thought of the consequence/s?
We really don't have any say or control over our lifespan. But I believe we have some control on how we live and use our borrowed life for the goodness benefiting others. Thing is, before we get to be the next Dalai Lama or Mother Theresa - I suppose we should look at our own life at a perspective. And ask questions such as :
How have I been living my life?
Am I striving for happiness?
Have I planted a tree that actually survived and is living?
Do I love myself, and if I was to meet myself, would I want to be my friend?
Would I give myself an A if I was the teacher?
Have I made any impact on someone else's life over the years?
Have I done something good to a stranger in the streets?
Have I ever cooked a meal and actually loved it?
Do I treat others with respect and humility?
Do I have good manners?
Do I say Thank you and I love you enough?
Do I appreciate myself and see that I am a nice person after all?
I could go on and on..And I am pretty sure, you can add more to that.
You might ask, why the profoundness of this blog...I don't know. Maybe it's that time of year when the Ms.Universe pageant is just around. Ha!
Dream on!
Saturday, May 2, 2009
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
It Just Won't Let Go...
Two weekends ago, I had my supposedly "annual" visitor visiting me twice this year. And left me with a very bad cough - so there I was every night - I would cough and cough and cough then I bleeeeeewwwww - my brains out!(which explains I haven't been typing away much here. hint:no brains - sheesh!) No worries, Mr.taste-so-awful Buckley's has been tried and tested and so is Mr. Robitussin as well.
I was having sleepless nights and you know what "sleepless" nights do to you (except when you're in love) - you can't sleep!(well, what else can it do, but deprive you of getting any sleep) Okay, redundant - STOP.
So you could very well understand my furry friends why my thoughts are kinda garbled and misaligned.
And today, around 10 to 8, I woke up, and I was like, 'where'd my cough go?' - I have been waking up every couple of hours coughing since 12 midnight, 'blowing' my brains out - like it's gonna be the end of me (unfortunately for you - not yet). Suddenly I was able to lay on my side and sleep a few minutes more. I felt like a new(hu)man...my epiphany rambled on inside my head - woa! my brain's back!!!Like you can hear the heavens uplifting you and you're taken for a ride on those puffy clouds.....and then...
I got up and started coughing again. Geeez!
I was having sleepless nights and you know what "sleepless" nights do to you (except when you're in love) - you can't sleep!(well, what else can it do, but deprive you of getting any sleep) Okay, redundant - STOP.
So you could very well understand my furry friends why my thoughts are kinda garbled and misaligned.
And today, around 10 to 8, I woke up, and I was like, 'where'd my cough go?' - I have been waking up every couple of hours coughing since 12 midnight, 'blowing' my brains out - like it's gonna be the end of me (unfortunately for you - not yet). Suddenly I was able to lay on my side and sleep a few minutes more. I felt like a new(hu)man...my epiphany rambled on inside my head - woa! my brain's back!!!Like you can hear the heavens uplifting you and you're taken for a ride on those puffy clouds.....and then...
I got up and started coughing again. Geeez!
Wednesday, March 18, 2009
WWW (Wanda the Witch on Wednesday)
So there she was - Wanda the Witch on a Wet Wednesday. Our paths crossed again.(sigh) And I thought (and hoped) it never Will.
But anywho, I know you are thinking Who is this Wanda - Well, for one, her name is not Wanda (for pete's sake, I'm not that mean!) In fact, her name is not even close to Wanda! I just ended up hearing somebody else that she is Wanda..hep! Stop the confusion.
Okay, Wanda showed up by the door on a Wet Winter Wednesday. Not knowing What she stepped into doing today. Ha! Wanda Will be Washing the dishes (nope not to Wet her hair). But poor Wanda seemed so lost (and lazy) and it doesn't suit her - because everything should start with letter W, right? Okay okay...you know, the first time I met Wanda the Witch, I Was the one Washing dishes! And there she Was, taking her sWeet time pouring the pudding in tiny little cups and didn't know what spoon to use to avoid making the mess! Ha! That time, there I Was, Washing dishes (pots and pans), While Wanda kept bugging me, and asking me questions, 'Uhm, What should I use so it doesn't spill' - eeeow Wanda, use your head! (then maybe it Won't spill!)
So, I got home and there - I decided to Write and reminisce the other Wanda the Witch - I grew up with...
Ahh...don't you just miss those Sesame Street days!
p.s. I forgot to check if she Washed the dishes With Warm Water...
But anywho, I know you are thinking Who is this Wanda - Well, for one, her name is not Wanda (for pete's sake, I'm not that mean!) In fact, her name is not even close to Wanda! I just ended up hearing somebody else that she is Wanda..hep! Stop the confusion.
Okay, Wanda showed up by the door on a Wet Winter Wednesday. Not knowing What she stepped into doing today. Ha! Wanda Will be Washing the dishes (nope not to Wet her hair). But poor Wanda seemed so lost (and lazy) and it doesn't suit her - because everything should start with letter W, right? Okay okay...you know, the first time I met Wanda the Witch, I Was the one Washing dishes! And there she Was, taking her sWeet time pouring the pudding in tiny little cups and didn't know what spoon to use to avoid making the mess! Ha! That time, there I Was, Washing dishes (pots and pans), While Wanda kept bugging me, and asking me questions, 'Uhm, What should I use so it doesn't spill' - eeeow Wanda, use your head! (then maybe it Won't spill!)
So, I got home and there - I decided to Write and reminisce the other Wanda the Witch - I grew up with...
Ahh...don't you just miss those Sesame Street days!
p.s. I forgot to check if she Washed the dishes With Warm Water...
Friday, March 13, 2009
Gimme some ShooogaH!
It's that time of year - well at least in this side of the world. Where some trees has to sweat some bloody sap to make syrup hence, shoogah. Okay, don't believe a word I say - up to you!
So, our class has decided to get some of these tasty shoogah - where? WELL....where else? Of course some shoogah place they call some shoogah shack! So - been there done that - can't you tell I've had all the shoogah I neeeeed for my lifetime...
But I won't leave without sharin' of course - we're talking of shoogah - not honey!
So, our class has decided to get some of these tasty shoogah - where? WELL....where else? Of course some shoogah place they call some shoogah shack! So - been there done that - can't you tell I've had all the shoogah I neeeeed for my lifetime...
But I won't leave without sharin' of course - we're talking of shoogah - not honey!
Saturday, February 28, 2009
February 27, 2009. 10:30 a.m. I became one of the newest denizens of this country. As I sit there cramped in the small chair of that college auditorium, I realize, (aside from that I gained weight since I came here more than 6 years ago), I am the first generation of my family here. First generation. Wow. And in the next 100 years, my great great great great great (whew!) grandchildren will say, "my ancestor (that's me!) came here 100 years ago"! Yay! Okay, now I am practically sweating here. That just means, I have to start doing "great" things to be written about how I lived my life being the first person in my family to become a citizen of another country. Talk about stress!! Whew!
Okay, breathe in breathe out....Hummmmmmmm....
For starters, I am late for work. My first day of work. At the airport. Ha! Mom, I'm coming home!
In the meantime, this is the new anthem I have to study the lyrics. Hey, they gave us a free bookmark with the lyrics on it! Cool.. eh?
Okay, breathe in breathe out....Hummmmmmmm....
For starters, I am late for work. My first day of work. At the airport. Ha! Mom, I'm coming home!
In the meantime, this is the new anthem I have to study the lyrics. Hey, they gave us a free bookmark with the lyrics on it! Cool.. eh?
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
The Naked Truth
Do you ever feel you have exposed yourself to somebody without actually realizing it - until later?(that sounds redundant) Okay, before you raise your left eyebrow on me. Let me expound on it.
Writing, as I see it, be it in any form, is one of the oldest ways of expression. From the old fashioned letter writing, emails, and now blogging. It's a way of telling another how we feel, what our thoughts are. More like stripping yourself in front of somebody's eyes or for this instance for every soul who dared read your blog or just accidentally clicked on your site. Yay!
I started writing letters when I was 11. We moved out of the city, transferred schools and there began my correspondence with my first grade teacher! Well, Ms.Arciaga was actually very encouraging those times. I would write and she would answer back. Even if I don't remember what I wrote to her, I'm pretty sure it was just mere updates on how we (me and family) are adjusting to our new place. Or I could have spilled some juicy news on who's cute or creepy in my new class.
Moving on. During my junior year in high school, I began another correspondence with another teacher. This time, I wrote everyday! She became my journal. It didn't matter if she answered me back or not. I needed somebody to know what is on my mind. For heaven's sake, I was a teenager! But in fairness, she would sometimes write me back - mostly when she had to take a medical leave and probably got so bored at home.
I've written different forms - essays, articles, letters, poems. Poem writing as I see it is a way of conveying your thoughts with a shield, a transparency filter or password protected. Since a poem may always most likely have a different meaning to whoever reads it than to the one who actually wrote it. For me, poems are safer - it's like being half-naked.
Letters and blogs on the other hand are more intimate. More personal. So you are totally naked to the world - that is if you are blogging. Nonetheless, I love letters. Whether it be old fashioned or email. With blogging? I am not sure. But heck, I have already exposed my inner self in here - so might as well like it, right? Ha!
And each time I invite somebody to visit my blogsite, I get a little fidgety after I've typed my site link. Why you may ask, I feel that I am opening my doors to a friend, a colleague, a family member - who might think different of me. Say what? Yes! as if something will still surprise them. But who knows, maybe there are still a side of me that hasn't been exposed - maybe the right cheek of my butt? Ha!
Get some sleep, will ya!
Writing, as I see it, be it in any form, is one of the oldest ways of expression. From the old fashioned letter writing, emails, and now blogging. It's a way of telling another how we feel, what our thoughts are. More like stripping yourself in front of somebody's eyes or for this instance for every soul who dared read your blog or just accidentally clicked on your site. Yay!
I started writing letters when I was 11. We moved out of the city, transferred schools and there began my correspondence with my first grade teacher! Well, Ms.Arciaga was actually very encouraging those times. I would write and she would answer back. Even if I don't remember what I wrote to her, I'm pretty sure it was just mere updates on how we (me and family) are adjusting to our new place. Or I could have spilled some juicy news on who's cute or creepy in my new class.
Moving on. During my junior year in high school, I began another correspondence with another teacher. This time, I wrote everyday! She became my journal. It didn't matter if she answered me back or not. I needed somebody to know what is on my mind. For heaven's sake, I was a teenager! But in fairness, she would sometimes write me back - mostly when she had to take a medical leave and probably got so bored at home.
I've written different forms - essays, articles, letters, poems. Poem writing as I see it is a way of conveying your thoughts with a shield, a transparency filter or password protected. Since a poem may always most likely have a different meaning to whoever reads it than to the one who actually wrote it. For me, poems are safer - it's like being half-naked.
Letters and blogs on the other hand are more intimate. More personal. So you are totally naked to the world - that is if you are blogging. Nonetheless, I love letters. Whether it be old fashioned or email. With blogging? I am not sure. But heck, I have already exposed my inner self in here - so might as well like it, right? Ha!
And each time I invite somebody to visit my blogsite, I get a little fidgety after I've typed my site link. Why you may ask, I feel that I am opening my doors to a friend, a colleague, a family member - who might think different of me. Say what? Yes! as if something will still surprise them. But who knows, maybe there are still a side of me that hasn't been exposed - maybe the right cheek of my butt? Ha!
Get some sleep, will ya!
Saturday, February 7, 2009
When life just has to go on..
I know I have been incommunicado for awhile - since I turned 36! The last quarter of 2008 was kind of a blur. I couldn't see beyond the stressors presented to me. As the cliche goes, to make a long story short - I am back writing my crazy thoughts - again!
I am sure each of us has experienced at one point (or at many points) in our quaint lives - the challenges of human existence. That we had to persevere and survive all the obstacles that come our way - to live to tell the tale.
So, I guess I don't have to tell the tale. Ha!
If you have read my previous post - my "hectic" sked - well, that is all history now. I am now working at a different place. I couldn't say YET if it's a "better" place or not. I just started last month. You could say I am still testing the waters...and so far, being winter, it's still icy cold.
My cooking career quest is still ongoing. Don't ask me how many weeks I have completed - and I mean, completed five straight days! I am trying my best to complete a full week, but for some reason or another - there will always be something that would get in the way - believe it or not!
I suppose that's the disadvantage of going to adult education class - adults always have something to do.
The other day, I was "writing" in my mind on what to post here - and for some reason - I couldn't get my mouse to click on the site.
Anywho, it is getting late and I have things to do. Whew! adult life.
I am sure each of us has experienced at one point (or at many points) in our quaint lives - the challenges of human existence. That we had to persevere and survive all the obstacles that come our way - to live to tell the tale.
So, I guess I don't have to tell the tale. Ha!
If you have read my previous post - my "hectic" sked - well, that is all history now. I am now working at a different place. I couldn't say YET if it's a "better" place or not. I just started last month. You could say I am still testing the waters...and so far, being winter, it's still icy cold.
My cooking career quest is still ongoing. Don't ask me how many weeks I have completed - and I mean, completed five straight days! I am trying my best to complete a full week, but for some reason or another - there will always be something that would get in the way - believe it or not!
I suppose that's the disadvantage of going to adult education class - adults always have something to do.
The other day, I was "writing" in my mind on what to post here - and for some reason - I couldn't get my mouse to click on the site.
Anywho, it is getting late and I have things to do. Whew! adult life.
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Some Updates
I know, I know, before you start shaking your head in disbelief - yes! this is a new post! And it's a new season!
Okay, so for some updates (before my blogsite becomes obsolete, and writing blogs becomes the thing of the past).
First, today, Sunday, the 19th is my birthday. Woohooo! party time! Except there's no party. Instead, I am doing some laundry. I intend to do some meringue in a bit. And I plan to just watch tv all day.I am getting old. So, I should be practising what old folks do. Ha!
My days have been very hectic - with work and school. And recently, Sue finally had her operation. So my schedule has been crazier than usual. To give you a rundown :
6:30 - start waking up, eat breakfast, check emails.
7:15- leave the house, walk to work (approx. 11-12 mins)
7:30 - 2 - work, work, work
2:15 - arrive home, eat lunch take forty winks
3:00 - take a shower, prepare for school
3:35 - get out of house, catch the 3:41 bus
4:30 - arrive school, change uniform
5-10 - class - try to stay awake
10:01 - change uniform - really fast to catch 10:06 bus then run and catch train @ metro
10:54 - start walking, missed the 10:53 bus. 10-11 mins walk to home.
11:03 - eat very late dinner. do some homework, check emails.
12:00 - sleep....and sleep...
This schedule goes during weekdays. On weekends is another story. I have to cook my lunches ahead so I don't get so stressed in cooking at home in-between. Weekends I have to do laundry, clean the house. Do some homework. Practice some techniques I learned during the week.
And now, since Sue needs some assistance in getting around our small apartment, I need to revise my schedule a bit. Instead of taking my forty winks, I help her take her in taking a shower, or massage her foot.
Speaking about the operation. The revision hip surgery itself went well. BUT there's a complication that came with it. She ended up having a footdrop or Dropfoot. Which is causing her so much pain in walking and even while laying in bed. I can only imagine the pain she's going thru right now. So the least I can do is to help her make some chores easier.
If you ask me, school is fine. Our class is really a mixed bag of potatoes. Some nights you wonder if you are in high school or adult ed. It can be ridiculous. Our teacher chef is good. As a person and as a chef. During our first day of class, he told us that there are no losers in his class. (Which gave most of us a relief). But as the days go by, you know that there are self-proclaimed idiots in class - who I think are trying to relive their high school days. Maybe if my schedule permits, I will share more about what goes on in class.
Okay, in the meantime, my laundry needs some attending. Ciao for now my furry friends. Don't forget my blog....even if it doesn't make any sense sometimes. Keep warm...winter is just around!
Okay, so for some updates (before my blogsite becomes obsolete, and writing blogs becomes the thing of the past).
First, today, Sunday, the 19th is my birthday. Woohooo! party time! Except there's no party. Instead, I am doing some laundry. I intend to do some meringue in a bit. And I plan to just watch tv all day.I am getting old. So, I should be practising what old folks do. Ha!
My days have been very hectic - with work and school. And recently, Sue finally had her operation. So my schedule has been crazier than usual. To give you a rundown :
6:30 - start waking up, eat breakfast, check emails.
7:15- leave the house, walk to work (approx. 11-12 mins)
7:30 - 2 - work, work, work
2:15 - arrive home, eat lunch take forty winks
3:00 - take a shower, prepare for school
3:35 - get out of house, catch the 3:41 bus
4:30 - arrive school, change uniform
5-10 - class - try to stay awake
10:01 - change uniform - really fast to catch 10:06 bus then run and catch train @ metro
10:54 - start walking, missed the 10:53 bus. 10-11 mins walk to home.
11:03 - eat very late dinner. do some homework, check emails.
12:00 - sleep....and sleep...
This schedule goes during weekdays. On weekends is another story. I have to cook my lunches ahead so I don't get so stressed in cooking at home in-between. Weekends I have to do laundry, clean the house. Do some homework. Practice some techniques I learned during the week.
And now, since Sue needs some assistance in getting around our small apartment, I need to revise my schedule a bit. Instead of taking my forty winks, I help her take her in taking a shower, or massage her foot.
Speaking about the operation. The revision hip surgery itself went well. BUT there's a complication that came with it. She ended up having a footdrop or Dropfoot. Which is causing her so much pain in walking and even while laying in bed. I can only imagine the pain she's going thru right now. So the least I can do is to help her make some chores easier.
If you ask me, school is fine. Our class is really a mixed bag of potatoes. Some nights you wonder if you are in high school or adult ed. It can be ridiculous. Our teacher chef is good. As a person and as a chef. During our first day of class, he told us that there are no losers in his class. (Which gave most of us a relief). But as the days go by, you know that there are self-proclaimed idiots in class - who I think are trying to relive their high school days. Maybe if my schedule permits, I will share more about what goes on in class.
Okay, in the meantime, my laundry needs some attending. Ciao for now my furry friends. Don't forget my blog....even if it doesn't make any sense sometimes. Keep warm...winter is just around!
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