HP7: A motherpotter story!

J.K Rowling said in an interview broadcast last July 26,2006 on Britain’s Channel 4. “

The final chapter is hidden away, although it’s now changed very slightly. One character got a reprieve, but I have to say two die that I didn’t intend to die.”(Full story here)

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torpedo

I was actually taking the dare about courting Marvin seriously. I asked the opinions of my male friends and I have their full support. Mga konsentidor! I’ve already prepared an outline of my plan. Read the Art of War again and again for tactics. Prepared a Gantt chart. I was ready for action when a saner part of me (.01%) bitch-slapped me and cried out “Are you out of your mind!? Haven’t you learned anything? Stop making a fool of yourself!” Of course I ignored it and went on with my planning. I tried to recall the techniques of my guy friends and my thoughts involuntarily drifted to those guys who actually courted me. Those poor souls. Those mental patients who deluded themselves into thinking that they actually feel something for me. What were they thinking? I’m still baffled until now. I’m not beautiful inside or out. Maybe somebody dared them too Anyways, as I thought of them, the word KARMA came to mind and it stuck there like glue. I believe in Karma, about reaping what you sow. And that changed my mind about going through with my plan. I know it’s better to have tried and failed than never to have tried at all. But I also believe in taking calculated risks. I don’t want to provide opportunity for karma to do its thing. I’m not gonna make it easy on “them”. No-uh! (more…)

Deal or no deal?

Me          : Marvs, lam mo saan nakaupo c Nonoy?

Marvin      : Upo ka muna

Me          : Bakit may ma-offer ka na juice, coffee or tea?

Marvin      : Wala, sarili ko lang pwede kung i-offer

Me          : (ay flirt!) Cge pamasahe ako mamaya Hehehe So saan table ni Nonoy?

Marvin : Sige hatid kita…….ay wala siya on leave pala

Me          :Wala na bang iba?

Marvin : Ako na lang… Me          : (Gago, di ka nga nagtext!) hehehe cge balik na lang ako sa mon

 

(While I was writing this, he called me up to say that Nonoy has arrived and so I went back to their office and so we “talked” some more)

I hate flirts. I hate those who flirt just for the sake of flirting. I hate it when I don’t know what the guys are thinking and feeling. I hate mind games. I hate guys who lead me on. I hate it coz I easily get affected and I’m too assuming for my own good. Oh yeah I flirt too but I don’t flirt first, I just flirt back.There’s a huge difference (more…)

why?

Who am I? Where did I come from? Where am I going to? Where is God? Are just some of the questions I’ve been trying to answer since time immemorial. Apart from these questions are some questions that others may deem unimportant but bugs me anyway.

Here are those questions that I haven’t voiced out yet and can’t seem to search in Google or Ask Jeeves.

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ruby

I’ve known Ruby since Kinder. We went to the same school from elementary to HS but we never really become friends. I have my own set of friends and she has her own set of friends. I remember not liking her coz she seems obnoxious but when I got to know her better I realized that she really is obnoxious hahaha. During college we entered the same school and took up the same course and ended up being classmates. Still we didn’t get close at first. (more…)

My struggle to be a non-Catholic

Because of that thing that happened that I’m not ready to talk about yet, I decided to once and for all, drum rolls please…quit my faith. Nope I’m not joking. It’s no laughing matter. I’ve thought about this through and through and did some hard core introspecting. (more…)

mantra

Last night something happened that made me weep. It caused this tiny flicker of faith in me to die. Will elaborate once I’m coherent. Something that made me see time and again that life isn’t fair. That the world is totally screwed up. It’s full of suffering and pain. People die. Children starve. Innocents are abused. For about an hour I just cried my heart out. Then I suddenly saw a light heard Travis’ acoustic version of Baby One More Time on the radio. And I started to laugh. I was crying and laughing at the same time coz the song reminded me of something my friend Agnes said. She said “What if the Gregorian Chant has their version of Don’t Cha by the Pussycat Dolls?” Imagine those serious faced monks chanting “Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me”

Get it? Okay you can lower that raised eyebrow.

Yes I am crazy!

But the funny thing is that this craziness is my secret to staying sane. Laughing as the world around me crumbles.

Never taking life seriously and keeping in mind that nobody has come out of it alive yet.

And reciting my mantra below whenever I feel those negative energies enveloping me.

Translation: SHIT HAPPENS!

losing my religion

After I re-read my previous entry regarding the crossroads retreat I felt bad. Coz It dawned on me how jaded and skeptic I’ve become. I also felt weird talking about religion amidst all the cussing, bitching and the sexual innuendos. I thought of starting a new blog. Something pure and untainted. But I changed my mind coz it wouldn’t be me. It would be just one side of me. And like I’ve said in my About me portion in my side bar, I’m a million of little bits. And truth is I’m still figuring out who I really am. Sigh..one of my life’s greatest mystery.

  Now I wanna explore this struggling Catholic part of me. I realized that I made up my very own version of my Catholic faith. It seems that I dressed it up and changed it in a way that will suit me. One of the perils of Catholicism is that it is so unbound and vast. It is also very much integrated with our culture that I sometimes forget where the line is between tradition and faith. Stop. I don’t think I’m equipped to start a discourse regarding the intricacies of Catholicism so I better stop here. And everything’s debatable anyway.

  So back to my introspecting.

  I realized that being lost ain’t so bad at all.

  Coz sometimes you have to lose your faith to find it again.

  And sometimes you have to lose yourself to find out who you really are.

silent prayer

Lord let me love you in silence

Let my heart speak when my mouth can’t

Let its rhythm be my song

Let its beating be my dance

It’s open and empty

Please enter and fill it

It’s yours…

crossroads

I attended a Crossroads retreat last Sat-Sun sponsored by some community.Why? Because I believe I am at a crossroad in my life right now. I don’t know where I’m heading. I was hoping that the retreat would shed some light and would be a venue for some needed soul searching. (more…)