the happy heart

The heart is beautiful
And holds worlds of wonder
And loves endlessly
The heart is beautiful
It beats as it gets
closer to its dreams
Your heart is dear
Hold onto your heart
Feel it lift you
from your sorrows
Be happy today
and tomorrow.

-Morgan Green

the rain and the power of the majestic sun

though it seems rainy and uncertain. underneath the heavy clouds there's always a sun that will shine its way through. thank you mister sun, its much clearer now. and i shall wait for fate to bring the one i've been waiting for forever.

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great things that happened today:
- had lunch with my mum together with the kids and their yaya;
- had finally bought magic sing cord and now i can pursue my singing career;
- had nice massage at Wensha, damn! money's worth it;
- had seen HCTB movie finally and it was fabulous! LMAO all the time; and most of all
- had ended the night perfectly with hopes and dreams still burning in my heart.

even when it rained and it poured heavily, there's always something good that comes along.

XS.
take back what i said on two earlier blogs. definitely worth it.

last chance

last day of going out. finally i can join the kids together with my mum. but its raining for crying out loud. still i've got heaps of things i needed to buy. but on second thought. i might not be able to anyway. rather than running out of money when i go to SG. lets just be spontaneous and let it flow. i'll be okay.

tomorrow's my last night in manila. and i should stay at home. so this is it then.

its ticking...

matters unknown, do we still have time? i cant read it. probably i need to visit my eye doctor. few days to go. i hate to leave things hanging. if i can unfeel what i feel. i would do it. sometimes not sure if its worth taking the risk. you go on a path where each shade becomes unclear, grey and i do ask myself, am i really colourblind? i know its ticking, should i turn it loose? or should i just stop breathing and it would all go away. a predicament that i don't really want to be in. it sucks but maybe fate has brought me here.

the anxious sponge

sometimes our soul is like a piece of sponge. it longs for something to absorb. i kept mine near a sink with a broken faucet. maybe fate has brought it here. still i am minding that any moment the sink might be flooded and my sponge might be filled with water. i expected it to fully absorb the pouring water. but the faucet seems to ignore the mere presence of the sponge. just lying close within reach. waiting anxiously. bit of moist started to appear on all sides of the sponge. but still it is longing to be fully immersed in the leaking faucet's water.

Humidity makes me "Burst in Flames"

what is it that makes us shrewd? stupidity just goes under my skin and it so irritates me. vent it out, let it all out. at the end, nothing you can't do about it. accept it and move on.

humidity, partly is to blame. all e-fans on me. I guess flying the whole day made me exhausted and didn't care about mossies or the humidity. but going to SMB in the middle of the afternoon is just plain foolish. I had to endure the bid of sweats in my brow. haven't accomplished anything so far. good luck and the days are counting. 7 more to go, i hate it.

Anticipation and Excitement

I can't believe that I will be going home after nearly a year. I left Manila still troubled on how I am going to find my way to the direction that would make me happy. It was a struggle and the things that I've been longing to happen did not immediately emerge. It took some time, effort and patience before it slowly materialised.

Now that I'm heading back home for eight short days. I have to make a difference. Inasmuch as I wanted to plan ahead. I would want to remain spontaneous. It differs from the previous times I normally go home. This time I've got limited resources, both time and money. So I shall endeavour to find ways to seek happiness in priceless ways.

I won't deny that I feel this sense of excitement. The feeling is indescribable especially when you were preoccupied with so much things and the day suddenly arrives.

On another note, it was my first time seating on the Upper Deck of SG's A380. Its much better than the Main Deck, simply because its isolated. I was lucky enough to move to a cluster of seats, which was not occupied. Hence, I can sit like I am on business class (without the Champagne, of course).

the irreversible spell

it dawned on me that the consequences of our actions would impact our lives in subtle ways that affects our aspirations.

the fragments of a broken glass that shattered from an adverse force might later bleed the soles of our sensitive feet.

unmistaken that we thoroughly removed the debris of the wreckage, the unseen could even hurt us more. deeper.

later on we realise what seemingly we should have done.

but its too late as the irreversible spell can harm us in ways we have not fathomed it to be.

An Opportunity?

It has been two months of working with this new role and can I just tell you that the passion still burns. Given that I have been enjoying my work and still a lot of promises of growth. I just couldn't let it go. Not just yet.

I received an email from my French boss and he's been telling me about a better opportunity. I have to think twice. Yet again the pay is better. On the other hand I have already built my reputation with the current job. I couldn't just abandon ship. And it is against my own professional ethics. Or so I think it is.

But I always remember that opportunities only knock but once. I let my instinct decide for me then. Hence I said I am interested in discussing this job further. Just what 'Blink' taught me. The stupid book has some sense, I reckon. Might as well utilise what I've learned before completely throwing it in the bin.

Let us cross the bridge when we get there. At this point, the first step is to entertain the idea of a brighter road. And I shall completely step out of this gloomy cobwebs of uncertainties.

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