Soul Mate

An Old Soul~ An experience soul who appreciates tradition. Mellow and wise, likes to be with others but also to be alone. Down to earth, sensible and impatient. A creature of habit, it takes you a while to warm up to new people.
Hates injustice, and very protective of family and friends A bit demanding, expects proper behavior from others. Extremely independent and doesn't mind living or being alone. But when he find love, he tends to want marriage right away.


Warrior Soul~ A strong person and sometimes seen as intimidating. She doesn't give up.Committed and brave. Truly adventuresome,she's not afraid of going to battle. Extremely protective of loved ones, root for the underdog.
Very picky about details and rigorous in her methods. Values honesty and fairness a great deal. She can be outspoken, intimidating, headstrong, and demanding. A hardliner who demands the best from themselves and others

Stump

"I don't know why it is easier to recuperate after a computer affair dies,.
I guess it has something to do with the fact that the intimacy does not actually exist in the first place. It's rather like waking up from a dream. The situations and characters which are believable during sleep do not seem rational in the light of day. When one looks back at a computer love after it has disappeared and its intoxicating effects have worn off,it is revealed for what is it -- an illusion. "
by:Matet

Ipe

"With love and patience, nothing is impossible"

In So Many Ways.....

From time to time, my co-workers would notice my "weird" affect.I've been having bouts of crying spells. Up until last night, one of the male newbies ask me about what's going on. I started pouring out my soul. I've never realized how mad I was.
He then asked me if I have been praying, and I admitted that I haven't, stating that I've made several wrong turns, and has forgotten to ask for Divine Intervention.
He then told me that it's ok to get mad, soon I will get over it and everything will be alright. For the longest time, I've longed to speak to somebody who understands what I am going thru. It was a good conversation. In fact, I've considered it one valuable christian conversation. Then I've come to realize that every wrong turns I made, HE is still there with me. He utilized all His resources to get my attention ...and I was just ignoring Him. Newbie whom I've judged from hearsay is giving me some rude awakening.
Fast Forward: Woke up late, and decided to go to Sonic for dinner. At the corner of Blue Grove and Pleasant Run, I've seen the red light on the other side of the road and Left turn lit up on my turf, but instead of hitting the road right away, for some reason, I decided to move my IPOD from my mug holder to the bottom part where I put my work ID. If I made a dash left turn as soon as I saw that green light (which I normally do), 2 cars that were running the red light on the opposite side, could've T-Boned my car and I would most likely die (mabilis ang takbo ng 2 sasakyan). And I uttered Thank YOU Lord. You have saved me once again.

Excerpt:
Being happy doesn't mean everything is perfect. It means you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.

Skunk Email

Being drunk and pissed off at the same time, is not a good combination to type up an email especially when you are trying to make a point. I lost my gaddam point. Don't even know where the fuck my email was heading to. I lost my brain somewhere between the 3rd glass of the cocktail and 5 benadryl. Geezaweezzzz! KAKAHIYA. When I found my sent mail, I was in disbelief that I actually made it. Well, at least I have proven something....."THAT WAS MY BRAIN ON STUPID ALCOHOL AND high DOSE drug (125 mg Benadryl lang naman). Pati ako nahilo sa english ko. I was challenged trying to understand that freaking email. bwahahahahaha. Now that is one funny piece of crap! I immediately flushed it down the drain.
I remembered earlier part of the day, between my lucidity and my drunken stupor state was....I was typing away none stop, and crying at the same time. If you are going to ask me what I was typing about....probably about my discombobulated thoughts. Unfortunately, it was sent...intended to be,not to humiliate my writing but to emphasize the thoughts I've kept within me.
It may be a funny piece of email under INFLUENCE, but I've made it....straight to whatever point it would take.
....and I've finally rest my case!

Tanong lang....

How would you feel.....if you find out that your bf is flirting with another woman and not admitting to it, then you got pissy and you refused to talk to him...then you haven't heard from him for the longest time....and by the time he communicated with you.....ME IBA NA SYA?

POHTAH......nakakatawa.....bilis mong mag move on GEORGE!!!


excerpt from a text message:
I called you (20)
times on
05/06/06 10:30
but the operator
kept on saying:
"Sorry the subscriber is
having SEX!!!
Please try your call
after 4 more
rounds."

Pity Party

I've been having a pity party this month. I'm putting up a list of what my friends and family had been telling me. It would be a long list. So it will be in a constant update. Your comment is higly appreciated.

From Tonet of Binondo, Manila ( my niece)
SALAWIKAIN:
Aanhin mo ang marangyang kama na yari sa Narra kung di ka naman masaya sa iyong kasama...
Mabuti pang mahiga sa damo.....kung kasama mo'y magaling .....KUMABAYO!

BONSAI of Harinawa, NY (txt msg)
SUS...u think magagawa mo yun? confront mo sila ganun? and then what? mag iiba ba ang feeling mo after?
if u feel tirapyutik den by ol mins.

Java da Hotty of San Francisco, Malate (chat)
kahit mahal mo ang isang tao, kung niloko ka na, what's the use of continue loving that person?

Matet of Upthere Somewhere, Kinetiket (voice mail)
Hello NINANG, ngayon ko lang nakuha mga messages mo. I hope you're feeling ok.....Ksszzzzkkk Kssszzzkkk....kwek kwek..........(thank you for using Tmobile)....i dunno....ikaw basta...concern ko ikaw....sana nakatulog ka.....ayun lang....im driving.....and its paking raining......call me ok......bye!


Lolo of Lovesfield, Manila (bag phone)
TULOG NA
tulog na mahal ko
hayaan na muna natin ang mundong ito
lika na, tulog na tayo.

tulog na mahal ko
wag kang lumuha, malambot ang iyong kama
saka na mamroblema
tulog na hayaan na muna natin sila
mamaya, hindi ka na nila kaya pang saktan
kung matulog, matulog ka na…

tulog na mahal ko
nandito lang akong bahala sa iyo
sige na, tulog na muna

tulog na mahal ko
at baka bukas ngingiti ka sa wakas
at sabay natin haharapin ang mundo
tulog na hayaan na muna natin sila
mamaya, hindi ka na nila kaya pang saktan
kung matulog, matulog ka na…
hanggang makatulog ka

to be continued

The Essence of Depression

After several months of confinement, I now have the guts to cut throat....errrr....to start blogging.
In the past few months, I've been in a topsy turvy situation. And finally, after several seething moments, I've come to realize that this is not the end of my time nor a call for ambien or anti depressant overdose. I must admit, today I have to call in sick to analyze what kind of life I've been to, and what the heck did I just do. I laid awake all day today, thinking over and over again what part of my relationship went wrong. OH yes, I remembered. I'm probably one of those bitches that gives up easily on people whom I cannot trust. And I just don't wanna go back. I JUST DON'T. Why should I? I am the one running my life. Not them. I deserve to be happy and not miserable.
Ahhhhh...thank God for all my friends who stuck with me all through out. May I say that you are all special. Pag namatay nga lang ako, wala akong kayamanan na ipapartida sa inyo!!! nyehehehehehehehe.

I remembered that lingering song in my head that goes " I did my best, but I guess my best wasn't good enough..."
Kaya pala when he left, ito rin ang kinakanta ko sa banyo, "Alam kong meron ng iba, sa kilos mo'y nadarama, mukhang ako ay kinalimutan mo na wala ng masasabi di ba."

One thing I can say is that.......It would take time for me to cope up with all these changes happening in my life, but I bet yah..... I am a better person than before.

PS: Special mention kay Bon Sai, letche ka....meron ka pang nalalaman na "if u feel tirapyutik den by ol mins...." YOUR PEYS!!!!

Screwed

I dont know what you are thinking about.....
But I have loved everyone that I have loved.....
I just don't understand the cheating part.....

The Misadventure of Misty Liling (Par Deux)

(sa madaling sabi, heto na naman ako at ready to strike my keyboard...la pang pasyente eh!)
Ang nakaraan:
(Basahin kaya ang sa baba nitong post ko...ng hindi na ako mag kwento pa!)
Napagtigil ako sa aking ginagawa ( flipping the chart pretending to be busy kuno). At hinarap ang aking sekretarya. Hinintay kong humupa ang kanyang iyak. Wala naman akong magawa. Sadyang matigas ang ulo ni Misty pag dating sa tinatawag na PAG IBIG.
Ilang beses ko na rin nabanggit sa kanya na kaiingat na sya sa pag pili ng makakasama nya sa buhay. Pero sadyang sabik din sya sa pag kalinga ng tao na talagang magpapaligaya at magiging tapat sa kanya.
"Ma'm Jen, kahit naman po ang mga kaibigan nya ay nagsasabing mabait si Corey eh. Tinanong ko ang isa nyang kasamahan sa trabaho, mabait ang personalidad nya at talaga namang matulungin. Ang hindi ko lang talaga malaman kung bakit hinayaan nyang mahulog ang loob ng babaeng yon." "Nakita ko sa mga text messages nya, na nag papaalam pa sya sa babae kung anong gagawin nya at me kasama pang "MUAH" or "TSUP!" Pati ang pasakit ng likod nya, ang pag alala kung kumain na ang isa't isa ay hindi nila nakakalimutan sa mga text or YM messages nila. Kahit sa madaling araw, bumabangon pa ang babae at nag la log in para lang makapag usap sila. Tama ba yun??

Nakatingin pa rin ako sa malayo, gusto ng bumukas ng bibig ko at sabihing "argh" pero hindi ko magawa. Mahirap nga namang isipin at nakakasakit ng dibdib.
Isa ako sa mga saksi ng ikinasal si Misty at Corey sa huwes. Ala Vegas style pa nga sa bilis ng kasal eh. Tipong napa talikod lang ako sandali at napabahin, pag harap ko, KASAL na sila. Potaena, where is da piktyur!?

Niyakap ko na lamang si Misty. Lalong bumunghalit ang kanyang iyak (patay! basa na sa sipon at luha ang see-thru top ko!). Inabot ko sa kanya ang Kleenex Box, at umupo sa harapan nya. Tama na yan. Alam kong mahirap isipin ang mga bagay na yan. Huwag ka na lang mag dwell sa situation. Kasi the more you think about it, the more na maiinis ka lang sa sarili mo at sa kanya. Huwag ka na rin mag isip ng masama sa pag uusap ng dalawa. Hayaan mo munang linawin ang sitwasyon, at makinig ka rin sa irarason nya kung bakit nakarating sa ganoong pag uusap sila nang babaeng yon. Hindi siya kumibo. Bagama't yun ang naka pag pa ampat ng konti sa kanyang malakas na palahaw.

" Huwag kang mag alala Ma'm Jen. Hindi pa rin naman ni minsan nasira ang mga trabaho ko. Gusto ko lang i verbalize itong nangyaring ito sa amin. Sana nga hindi totoo ang hinala ko. Pero, ewan ko ba....sadya atang nawala na ang tiwala ko sa kanya. Natatakot akong hindi ko na maibalik pa ang normalcy sa relationship namin.Laging nasasaisip ko ang tanong na "BAKIT?"

Huwag mo munang isipin ang mga nangyayaring ito, Misty. Maaaring napag isip isip rin ni Cory ang mga ginawa nya, at mag kakaliwanagan kayo. Balang araw, mapapatawad mo rin sya, pero alam kong hindi mo pa makakalimutan ang situasyon na ito.
It takes time Misty, it takes long $#*Q$&)Q$)Q time....but you'll get there.

(itutuloy)

The misadventure of Misty

Tawagin natin sya sa pangalan na Misty.
Misty Liling po ang buong pangalan nya. Sya po ay labing- siyam na taong gulang ang pag iisip, pitumpu't dalawang taong gulang ang hinanakit sa buhay ( times 3 o pagka minsan ay times 4 ang nadadagdag sa original nyang edad sa kakaisip sa problema) pero sa aking kaalaman, sya po ay nasa edad na lagpas na sa kalendaryo pero patok pa rin sa lotto.
Dumating sa opisina ko noong isang araw si Misty at luhaan. Ni halos makapag bigkas ng buong salita ang kaawa awang babae. Palibhasa, makailang beses na rin syang bigo sa mga nakaraan nyang "relationship," pagkatapos ay heto na naman at panibago na namang problema ang ihaharap nya sa akin. "Madam, (hikbi, nasisinok na sa kakaiyak), hin (hik) di ko na kaya ito" Ano ba itong nangyayari sa akin. Sabay sabay na dagok sa dibdib itong nararanasan ko. "
(potek, talagang paying attention na talaga ang nag babasa!).


teka antok na ang author ng komiks. Ipagpatuloy na lang po natin ito sa susunod na pag gising ng diwa ko. Antok na ako eh. Bukas naman uli...maganda ang storya ni Misty eh.
BTW, Thank you very much for Sharon (Hairmonix) for my hair and make up. I would also like to thank a very good friend of mine, Mr Lee, for providing me fictional names for my story. Kung hindi dahil sa yo....na masugid kong taga subaybay....wala akong "SUPPLIES!"

FOS!!!

Gotta tell you a story about a friend of mine....and here it goes.....

Nahuli nya na me kulukadidang si boylash! Nyahahahahaha. To think, uutakan pa sya ni mokong. Very clever very clever. So my friend na tawagin na lang natin na Gurlaluh, went straight sa hospital after na hinatid si boylet sa destination nya (work),for emergency treatment ng SVT.... she was given a drug to slow down her heart rate. Mantakin mong for the last 2 days, ang heart rate ni gurlaluh is in the 180's! Fart george! That's like flushing down your toilet 180 times, puro sediments na pina flush mo....you're not getting enough circulation in your bod!
Sabi ko sa kanya, Manash, how does it feel like maloko ka ng tao! Sagot nya.....kaya nga nag kaganito heart rate ko, Iniiputan na ako ng #@#)@$&%&#( NYA SA ULO KO, AND SO.....kailangan ko ng i flush 180 times. That's funny! FUNNY and SICKENING!
gadamit.....hindi ko rin akalain na magagawa nung boylet na yon ke gurlash eh. Sabi ko nga eh....pede na syang mag work sa FBI and CIA after her admission. Fortunately, she only stayed sa ER for a couple of hours. Her SVT was due to stress. Dayum girl, XANAX lang katapat nyan....mag overdose ka....... =))

........

Slowly everything sinked in.
I had a big outburst of crying spell while I was at work.....finally I realized that my mom is gone. I have no one to call home. I am now all by myself. I am going home again, but no one to go home to. I used to call her to talk about nothing. Mag papakwento lang ako ng kahit ano. Pupulot ng kung anu- anong chismis. She will no longer be there to listen to my grip, hear my cries, ease my pains, headaches, and be proud of my achievements in life. She will not be able to know now what's going on with some of her screwy family members (which is a good thing), that I have to deal with.
I dont know if my next trip will be my closure....
And just like other maki-nanay like me, my only wish for is...if I can only turn back the clock....to the time when I was still a young child.... I will not change a thing. If only for the second time around, feel her love, listen to the sermons, our long walks in Bel-Air, maramdaman uli ang "palo ng chinelas sa pwet" coz she doesnt want me to go to my friends house to attend a pool party, to see her happy face when I finished my college degree in USTE, when she visited me in US, and everytime I go home sa Silay.
I still think she just went to the market, and will be back again in a few.....
If ever, nanay....."I still like lumpiang sariwa from El Ideal for breakfast!"

And for my smarty ass cousin who insulted me by saying " Wa ay ka kabalo nga patay na si nanay mo," like I dont know what's going on.....the only thing that I can say is, which I have failed to tell you.....


"PUTANG INA MO!!!!

Thanks for flying *&^#@#@ Airlines

I am so back, but has no energy to elaborate my so called "vacation." That was the first time of me coming home without my mom. Up until now, nothing had set in to my system. The blogging world is not a place for me to discuss on how I felt now that she is gone. I guess, I am not prepared for it yet....

Now back to my usual grip. Have you ever thought what airlines you would like to take when you want to go for a so called "safe" vacation trip? Have you ever thought what kind of crew you would encounter in this small enclosed space you called "airplane?" I haven't thought about it, until now.
I became an expert traveler. Attitude speaking, do not ever pissed off the "flip" attendants. I really don't know what the heck they are doing up on the air ( prestige maybe) but deng! Flips are short tempered. Wag mong uutusan ng basta basta na kuhanan ka ng tubig kahit nasisinok or nasasamid ka na and you're turning blue. Busy pa sila sa pinag kaka bisihan nila. You better not ask for additional soda ( for a big time soda drinker like me...I learned to bring my own soda)...dahil if they're serving juice and water, gadamit....para kang 6 yrs. old taking a breakfast forcing to drink juice even if it kills your stomach.( ANO! TUBIG OR JUICE? Ma'am, may I go out! I wanna wiwi!).
Insults???? You better not be a japanese who has limited knowledge of english lingo. This American attendant told this jap lady that she better take her own private jet after she asked for a switch because she is not comfortable sitting between two men. I was so shocked! Shocked?? Thats an understatement. I want to smack her `til she can drop fucking dead. Nakalimutan ata ng isang yon na if not for this "frequent flyer" tourists, walang kikitain ang company nila, baka kasama pa syang masisibak dahil mukha na syang uugod ugod!
Now to push the whole incident.....while at work I have encountered another SOB! Oh excuse me, another flight attendant that is way too drunk and way too belligerent at the hospital. On top of that, she and her friend was drinking in the room and just verbally abusive to the staff.
How would you like to fly in a confined space with this kind of people? Sige nga....I dare you to. I hate judging them because of their personality in and out of their work. But geez people, don't your company told you that you as their employee, you should maintain the integrity of your being. (as a Human being na matino....and not being an idiot. Being a wholesome human being, and not "WHOLEsama ng ugali mo meng!)
Tangneneng....I am flying home again. I am afraid for what I am going to encounter. This time, I need to shut my eyes, forget the whole thing ( I guess), and forgive me, again for the umpteenth million time.....I will rely my survival up on the air for some ample people who still thinks that their attitude, responsibility, and the manner they speak towards their passengers, will make me comfortable towards another long haul flight.

GoodBye `Nay

I woke up today realizing that nanay is gone. For several days, I've been crying and was unable to work and sleep. As I torture myself to finish this blog for today, I just could not find myself pacified with whatever comfort I have right now. I wouldn't be here without her support. I could not find words to say how to describe her.
........it is against my will to go home and take you to your final resting place. I'd rather remind myself of your happy face when you saw me the last time I was back home....like when you are watching us soaked up in December rain.
Goodnight, nanay!

Discombobulate

I'm having a brain dead moment. There are certain things in life that I still don't understand. One, why I remain stupify. Two, why I (sic) just simply don't get it. I'm probably what they call "mentally challenged" in medical world. In a nice way in my own dialect it'll be "kulang ang pag-iisip." In my own lingo and to the rest of the women out there......"ISA KANG TANGA!" These are the questions that boggles me. Why is it that certain men, are not satisfied with their own slice of cake, but instead, they want the entire piece. Or they just can't burn their freaking bridges. I'm good in burning my own bridge, kasama na ang small town that way there will be absolutely, zip, nada, communications. But hey, they know the ways on how to get on to your nerves and track you down, and trying to lure you back to them, and then, suddenly it'll hit them na..... "arrgghhhh, I can't decide, I need more time." I will give you more freaking time. You need space? I'll give you space, in fact I will give you the entire earth so you can have your fucking space. Space your face! I say one is enough, two is too much. You ask for it, DANG, you got it.
Alam mo, you have so much time in your hand..... so much, that you are not satisfied of what you have right now, instead, you found ways to make yourself more confused.
I am very sorry that it has to end this way......and that you made a fool out of yourself. I am sorry that we can't go back in time. We just got to move on.
I'm done with my crying spells.
I've completely totally accepted the whole fact that you are an........................."Idiot" and it has no cure for it. The sad part of this is that, you will actually breed, and that you will actually grow and multiply.
I'm done using this stage, and I have spoken.

HUH??!!! Ano ito?

Only Love
Message:
I'm over you somehow
Only love knows how I have the strength to move on again...
The more you put me down'...Cause love knows how it gave me the strength to move on.
Spent so many days wondering what's my chances
I never thought I'd be alone.
When all I really needed was answers.
For the love that you've given to me. I was in need.
Where we are where we're at...
Boy I could not see every night that I cry,
I needed you here by my side.
But now I'm over you.
Had to use my mind,
Couldn't use my heart I didn't wanna see us apart.
This vision is so clear to me
That we were not meant to be
I couldn't see the desire inside
wouldn't let me be every night.
That I cry...I needed you here by my side.
But now I'm over you.
Life goes on until the new beginning.
Set me free from all of these feelings.
Now I can see that love's no guarantee.
That's why I hold it all inside of me only love knows how.....



dyek dyek....ano to? kanta ba to tula or isa na namang biktima.
05/28/05 edited version: langya ka dyek timely manner ang banat mo dito. dayum girl....I know you are reading my blog. Malunod ka sana sa pitshy pitshy at sapin sapin. Miss ko na talaga. Baka maligaw ako ng pilipinas....madaming kwento...kwentong kasagingan at kabaklaan at kung anu ano pa...you are not going to believe it. I promise I swing by and bigla na lang ako mag papatawag na naman ng EB. Hows July kaya for a rainy EB sa dampa Libis!

BH

No its not about Broken Head or a Broken Hynie it's all about being broken hearted. A lot of people had been asking me how it feels like (how dare you to ask me noh... kala mo sa akin, expert na talaga....OO na, expert na nga!) to be in that situation. Man, it's gut wrenching ( sa kakasuka dahil hindi makakain) ulcerogenic, mass production of eye mo, with free eyebag on the side, a taste of a soda in a can with cigarette ashes (nakalimot akong natistisan ko pala ng abo ng sigarilyo ko eh) and feel ko I want to have an instant death . Kaya lang hindi ko kaya ang last part eh....instant death. Duwag ako.
I remembered the good `ol days ng malaman kong ang first love ko eh nakabuntis (he claimed a one night stand affair daw) after na hindi nya mahintay matapos ang bakasyon ko after board exam. A guy whom I cared so much tapos eh, nag bakasyon sa `pinas nakakita ng old crush dineny to death ako til well.....sila na. And so on and so forth and so forth and........
Naalala ko noon ng may nag sabi sa akin na....."kapag daw umuulan sa pinas, tanda daw ito ng pag iyak ng kalawakan kasama na rin daw ang pag palahaw nya." `Nak ng teteng george! Dinramahan mo pa ako. You are one son of a FART!
Sabi nga ng karamihan "Where did I go wrong?" Tanong ko rin sa yo ito, "saan nga ba ako nag kamali?" "Ano ang aking pag kukulang?" Bakit hindi ka makapag hintay sa time frame na binigay ko sa yo? Hindi naman ako nag bigay sa yo ng pag subok na kinakailangan mong makipag sapalaran pa o lulusutan. Pang unawa lamang ang aking hinihiling. Mahirap nga ba itong dinggin?
Ang lahat ng ito ay isang pag hihinagpis at itatago na lamang natin sya sa pangalang Brenda.......
Brenda Mage

DUH

I am not a Monday person, and one thing that I hated most is to go to my work place and be pissed off.
For starters, as I was driving along I 35 (madami pong freeway ang Dallas) at around 11 am....this stupid driver who was driving a Sports Chedeng couldn't wait to get to his death, so he was swerving in and out of the freaking 3 lanes. Anyway, he was in front of me and probably driving 80 MPH when he switched his lane to the right, when he decided to go back because he never realized that the traffic is worse on that side (DUH). Now akala nya, because he was on a chedeng, it will protect him from a violent death...right? WRONG! DA AMF changed his lane again ( sa lane na occupied ko na) without signals, (nasa blindspot nya ako) and just pretending na wala ako doon. AND VOILA. Nag hihiyaw ang busina ko hanggang makalagpas ako sa tarantadong letcheng yon. OHH!!!! Im so livid. I never knew na masarap palang mag busina hanggang makalagpas ka doon sa binubusinahan mo at sasabayan mo pa ng irap....as in UMF ANTANGA TANGA MO!!!! I guess na realize nya yung gross mistake nya na he just slow down like a desert turtle. Kung namatay ako kahapon....ang swerte ng makakakuha ng life insurance ko! hehehehehehe.


My milk shake brings all the boys to the yard,and they're like,its better than yours,damn right its better than yours, I can teach you, but I have to charge. la la la la la la......

April Fools Move!

Finally we will be out of this memorable apartment. So at this time...(anong oras na nga ba) we're packing, faxing, fucking, packing and blah...blah...blah....
I will be seeing you around peepholes.....I'll keep you posted.



And to my boss, who is always there when I needed him most......

Sometimes I wonder what life would be like if I never met you, because fifteen years down the line, I have never loved anybody else as much as I love you. I love you more than life itself.