I knew there was something wrong when you suddenly popped-in sometime past midnight earlier. You broke the news to me and we embraced instantly. While embraced, you were sharing with me the tiny bits of your thoughts you were willing and capable of airing out. I knew it was tough for you to let those words go as you were doing your best to hold your emotions and not break down. I also know that tears were falling down your face at that time. I’m not sure if I was of any help at that time because as far as I remember the only thing I was able to muster was an encouraging smile, a short line of reassurance and an even tighter embrace. You said you wanted time alone by yourself that’s why you’re out in the middle of the night. Thank you for despite that time alone you wanted, you still included me no matter how abrupt and short. Stay strong. I’ll always be here.
Of personal disappointments and Unfulfilled expectations February 13, 2013
Personal disappointments and unfulfilled expectations.
Period. I’m leaving it at that otherwise I might be divulging much more information than I wanted to reveal.
The hormones have been acting like it’s on steroids or something. Please Lord, stop this hormonal overdrive as I know not how much more I could take.
Often times I find myself praying really hard to God. Asking for clarity, strength and will. Then soon afterwards, he leads me back to you.
This is all for you. You’re a constant reminder that I have to be strong. That I have to hold on and be patient. Your presence is a constant promise and reassurance that soon, as a matter of fact really soon, this will all be worth it. Then no matter what happens, it’s going to be all right.
So the big move has finally happened. I couldn’t believe it’s been 2 years in a row that I have been moving places. After several stressful days, I have finally moved to a bigger, prettier condo. Waddduupp?!!
The house hunting – I must admit I totally suck at apartment/condo hunting. I spent at least 1 week ogling through the internet. I was so proud of my system- search through sulit and other apartment hunting sites, cross-reference in google maps to check accessibility then check MMDA to see how the area is affected by flooding. 2nd phase entails me calling out the contact numbers and scheduling visits. When the day we allotted for the actual visits came, reality came down hard on me and made me realize that I was PALPAK. All my leads were palpak. Either the area was too crowded, it was too far from my office, the house looks sad and dingy, there was even one place na nag back-out na kami kasi mukhang di kakasya ang car namin! After a few hours I found myself really grumpy and close to tears in my frustration! Thank God I have the coolest, funniest and most pasensyoso dude driving for me, when he noticed na humahaba na ang nguso ko, he was like “ako na ang bahala, relax ka na lang jan”. Oh it’s moments like those, that I am thankful I have him in my life! And of course, suffice it to say that when he took over, did we find the perfect place for me!
The packing- I must say this was relatively easy for me. Not only because I don’t really have too much stuff in my place, but also because since I just moved to that apartment a year ago, I still have 3-5 boxes stacked that remain unboxed! Can you believe that? It has gone over a year inside a lonely box!
The actual move- Thank God for Lipat Bahay deals, we didn’t have to lift a finger. They are also very flexible with the time na we didn’t have to take a leave at the office and was able to do it after work hours. Lupit lang ng mga lipat-bahay boys they could carry 2-3 big boxes all at the same time. I’m sure if I dared each of them to carry the ref by themselves, they would be able to do so! They were so fast and efficient they were able to take off all my stuff form the old apartment and unload all those to the new condo in an hour tops! Moves like ninja!
The unpacking- oh was this fun. I thought I got a helping hand but the dude fell right asleep right after the last piece of furniture was dropped to the new place. I tried to get myself some sleep too kasi ayoko magpatalo but couldn’t because I could hear the boxes outside my room calling out to me asking to be unboxed. So there I found myself up until 4 in the morning unboxing and stacking things to their rightful place.
So there you go. A new, bigger and better place. Please be good to me and shower me with good vibes I need it now more than ever.
Me, myself and I February 7, 2013
So I was browsing sites at random and stumbled upon this cool new site and took the quiz. I was so happy about the result as it is a validation of what I have suspected all along… Yes, I may be pampered and diva-ish and some people may hate it when I bring out my A-type – sometimes miss know it all personality but above all that, I am first and foremost a caring and nurturing kind of person. HA! Take that haters!!! hahahah!
But seriously guys try this out, it’s fun!
Next to babies and dogs (because dogs are people, people!) oldies are my third most favorite group of people. They are adorable and they tell the best stories. Better than a 5 year-old kid and his tall stories (“kami merong prigirator malaking malaki, parang giant”) and perhaps a toddler who is just beginning to talk. Besides, who wouldn’t listen to the stories told by a person who’s frail hands and fine facial lines would tell that they don’t kid around. They talk about the Japanese occupation, the Vietnam war and if you’re lucky the panahon ng kastila. I mean c’mon, who needs history books when you can get that information first hand from someone who actually lived it.
Last weekend, as I was seated at Landmark’s foodcourt, an old couple sat beside me. They talked to me about their children and how Lolo fought for the Americans in the Vietnam war. How Ayala avenue looked like ages ago and how The Fort area used to be a baka-han. How competitive peso was to a dollar and how people did honest work for a living. We talked (or at least I listened) about a lot of things that I didn’t realize I have been chatting with them for close to an hour and had to go. Lolo perhaps liked me a lot that he requested me to stay to meet his son who is supposed to pick them up (sorry Lolo but I’m taken but you will make a good matchmaker). He was such a darling I wanted to smoosh his already smooshed face!
So yeah, Old People are made of Awesome!