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5 things that happened because of blogging
January 31, 2007Got tagged with this meme by Carey. Post about 5 things that happened because of blogging and tag 5 people after doing the post.Actually my answers are quite similar to hers but I’ll try not to copy paste her post 
Anyways my affair with blogging has been on and off . I actually started blogging last 2004 but after a few feeble attempts I stopped coz I lost interest and just went on with scribbling my thoughts in my trusty journal. Anyways, just last year anomaly introduced me to i.ph and something good must have happened coz I’m still blogging ‘til now.
1.I get to pry on other people’s live without their knowing it hehehe I get to read people’s thoughts and became a witness to real life dramas of real people. Kinda like watching a reality TV show or a series that drags on and on.
2.After reading through these people’s blog, I found comrades. I realized that I wasn’t alone. There are a lot of sick people out there who are good at hiding it. There are also those who are sane enough to be shrinks. Some of these people I get a chance to interact thru comments and other even become my friends and even adopted a Tita. Some I correspond regularly thru chatting, email, text and some even I met in person. So bring it on! (Check out my email and YM id on the side bar hehehe)
3.To blog or not to blog…that is the question. Whenever I have some new thoughts or ideas or processing some experience I immediately evaluate if I should blog about it. I have taken my offline journal for granted.
4.I earned a few bucks through paid advertisements. Check this site if you’re interested.
5.I finally found and end to my quest for Popsicle mp3s and even found some obscure mp3s through posting. Finding your searches through posting the right key words/tags in your blog and just wait to be searched. Thanks to google search
I’m tagging Marc, Jae, Psyche, Chelsea and Kathy.If you've done this meme, just disregard..if you haven't..humor me
avalanche
January 29, 2007In relation to my previous post. I was calmly back floating on the serene pond of my life. Waiting for the leaves to turn green and for the ice to melt when out of nowhere I heard a distant rumbling and before I knew it an avalanche is speeding its way towards me.
It was a lazy Saturday morning when I decided not to report for work coz I wanted to catch up on my sleep. I was out of town for a week and I always have trouble sleeping in hotels. So I called in sick for work and slept the entire morning. Later in the afternoon a friend invited me for a children’s birthday party and after that we went to the mall. And that’s when it happened. A year after our breakup I saw my ex. It was totally unexpected coz he lives 5 hours and a million light years away from my hometown. I felt my ears getting hot and I saw red everywhere. I feel this intense urge to split his skull open and scatter his innards all over the place. He was alone but he seems to be waiting for someone. . .maybe his alleged wife and baby that he boasted to me when I refused to see him a few months back. But I gained composure and decided to just ignore him. My friend and I decided to watch a movie, Zu Warriors which by the way abso-fucking-lutely sucked. The movie claimed that it was “the” Lord of the Rings of Asia but I didn’t see a ring anywhere and anybody resembling Legolas or at least papa-ble enough. And the plot..where was it? I felt like I was just watching a power point presentation of the sky, explosion, caves and flying objects.
Back to my drama, in the middle of the movie my phone rang and I accidentally answered without checking the caller. It was my boss…darn. He called to ask how I was and where I am. For a split second I thought of lying but with the Double Surround system, I knew I couldn’t pull it off so I told him I was inside a movie house. He then said that he’ll just text me. He didn’t, so I asked my officemates what he could have wanted. They told me he wanted to enroll me for the Management Development Program offered by UP. Dammit I really wanted that but I think I just blew my chance. Anyways, when I got home later that night I discovered I forgot my house keys and waited outside for quite some time for somebody to wake up. I got another shock when I saw a snarling Labrador beside me, fortunately it was chained. After moments of panic I my dad finally let me in and casually informed me that we have a new dog.
To top it off when I got to my room and turned on the radio, I heard Daniel Powter singing “Cause you had a bad day You're taking one down . . .” What a perfect ending to a perfectly ruined day.
Ok I just made that last one up just to make things more dramatic.
That night, I wondered if only I went to work that day, will things have turned out differently? Or days like these like catastrophes can’t be predicted nor avoided? Anyways, I can’t do anything about it now and I decided to let go of what if’s and go on with life and… blog about it
Floating
January 19, 2007
Life is not evenly distributed. It has its different states and phases. There are times when nothing seems to happen. That’s when you seem to have all the time in the world. When you can contemplate on all the mysteries of the universe. When you can savour all emotions. When you can seem to feel the blood coursing through your veins. When you notice how tiny your pores are. Sometimes this state borders on boredom. I usually call it my comfort zone. When you seem to be in some kind of a bubble, where the outside world is muted out. When you peacefully float where the wind carries you.
But then suddenly, comes the flood. The deluge of problems. When things seems to happen all at the same time. When you get your hands full and you got more than you can handle. When you don’t know what to do first. When everything becomes an intricate balancing act. When you don’t seem to be in control of things. When you just try very hard to stay afloat against the turbulent water and wait where the tide brings you.
Yellow
January 9, 2007Pink has always been my favorite color. But I also love purple because it’s supposed to be my lucky color. I have many things in all shades of blue and black and white too. I almost liked green…kiwi green that is. But never yellow. For me, Yellow is too yellow. It's too sun-shiny. Too happy. Too Smile-y. Too conspicous. Too loud. Too obtrusive. Too post it-y. It‘s garish. It hurts my eyes. It has no air of mystery. It doesn’t have much shade and hue…light yellow…dark yellow…all looks the same to me. An officemate gave me a yellow pillow. I love the pillow despite the color. Then others got the idea that I like the color. I don't know how they came to this conclusion when I never wore yellow or can't recall a piece of clothing I own that's color yellow. Maybe coz I love Pooh and he's yellow? But the yellow things keep on coming my way, a yellow cellphone holder that my officemate crocheted, yellow roses on my birthday, yellow piggy bank and etc. It even seems that I keep on hearing Yellow by Coldplay lately. What is this? Attack of the color Yellow? Or maybe sometime in my past I did something to offend yellow that now it comes back to haunt me. I didn't have the heart to inform them that I find the color repulsive. The yellow color has adopted me and I can’t seem to do anything about it. Oh well being around yellow might influence my disposition. It’s supposed to be cheerful and peaceful right? <–This was supposed to be my concluding statement but after googling yellow…came up with this…
Near the end of the 19th century, the color yellow was often associated with mental illness, specifically including insanity, and with other sorts of mental problems (e.g. depravity). -wikipedia
So yellow must really suit me.
So then I took my turn -Coldplay
Oh all the things I've done
And it was all yellow
Fortuneteller
January 8, 2007An officemate dragged me to go see a fortuneteller last Friday. I’ve always been open about mediums, psychics, Tony Perez, Jaime Licauco and other stuffs related to the paranormal/occult. But I never had in my life got my fortune read, thru card, palm reading, bolang crystal or whatever medium coz I know there are a lot of fakes out there. This fortuneteller however is a family friend of my officemate and she already attested about the credibility of the said fortuneteller. Anyways, there were 3 of us and we didn’t go individually but instead got in together witnessed each others fortunetelling. The fortuneteller was male and he used Playing cards instead of his usual Tarot cards coz he lost it in a flood. I was the last one to be read. Even before my turn he kept on dropping hints about me and said that among us three I have a dark side <insert evil laugh>. He said that I’m not who I seem to be. I am supergirl LOLS I tried to analyze what could be his basis for that…maybe coz I wore black that day? When it was my turn he instructed me to write my name and my bday and my suking tindahan introduce myself to the card and ask it my questions silently. And so I did, after shuffling the cards he said “Go forth and multiply” and chuckled and said that my question wasn’t addition but multiplication…errr I thought to myself… 7X7? He also said that based on my name I have a strong personality and joker daw. Maybe coz I can’t stifle my laughter during the entire ordeal? He also said that I have a dual personality and that I still am not sure who I really am and should contemplate on this. Yes I’m still torn between the call to be a dancer or a singer. He also said that in relationships I can commit but usually I’m the one being left out on the blue. Ouch. He also said that my cards turned out 4 aces so this is a lucky year for me and whatever I ask, his answer would be yes. That’s about all I can remember aside from the fact that I was deeply amused and promised myself that I would never go see a fortuneteller again. Also while waiting for my turn I got to thinking…I’m 27 in 2007 *gasps* isn’t that amazing? And I realized I was also 26 last 2006 and 25 last 2005 and so on and so forth. Then my common sense told me that so are 1 billion others born on 1979 and 1980, so it’s not really that amazing*smacks forehead*
There might be forces outside our control that influences our destiny but I still believe that the final outcome lies in our hands. As Henley would put it“I am the master of my fate I am the captain of my soul.”- Invictus
Crime Scene Puzzle
January 4, 2007Leigh forwarded this puzzle to me. I just find the answers of my friends amusing and this puzzle challenging esp. since I was not able to answer it…me who’s a self proclaimed modern day Nancy Drew…grrr…
Crime scene: In a condo unit, a dead man with a gun in one of his hands and a recorder on the other. A gunshot through his head. No sign of violence. The detective in charge took the recorder and played it " I am tired of my life.. I wanna die!" *gunshot* The detective askd "Is this his voice?" The deadman’s roommate replied "yes" The detective said " we must find the murderer"
How did the detectvie know it was murder not suicide?
What’s your answer? or any Wild guess?
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Reunion
January 2, 2007