blue room

oooooooooohhhhh truck!

i just finished re-reading one of my favorite books by one of my favorite authors: "By the River Piedra I Sat Down and Wept" by Paulo Coelho. i have read this book n times. i so love the words by the author. most part of it talks about taking risks, which is one of the things that i still need practice with. and, of course, a lot about love. well, love and taking chances…whew! NOSEBLEED…it’s the kind of book you’d want to read when you’re feeling blue or whatever emo-ness you feel…haha…no, i’m not blue right now…just kinda bored when i saw the book sitting on my table and reading is really one of my simple pleasures, so i read…and i feel like sharing some of my favorite quotes from the book…so here:

"You have to take risks. We will only understand the miracle of life fully
when we allow the unexpected to happen."

"Love perseveres. It’s men who change."

" We have to listen to the child we once
were, the child who still exists inside us. That child understands
magic moments. We can stifle its cries, but we cannot silence its
voice. The child we once were is still there."

"Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worst kind of suffering."

"Only the happy can spread happiness."

"Feelings should always be allowed to be free. You should not judge a future love by past suffering."

"Love does not ask many questions, because with thinking comes fear.
This might be the fear of being scorned, of being rejected, or of
breaking the spell. However ridiculous this may seem, that is how it
is. This is why one does not ask, one acts."

"I opened the window and my heart. The sun flooded my house and Love flooded my soul."

"No one can avoid defeat. That is why it is better to lose a few battles
in the fight for your dreams than to be defeated without even knowing
why you are fighting."

"Anyone who loves needs to know both how to lose himself and how to find himself."

"Perhaps love makes us grow old before our time and makes us young again when youth has passed."

OK, i think i need to stop. i’m giving you nosebleed already…haha

aaaaaaahhhhhh!!! addict na pod ko aning Internet dah…this is bad! it’s consuming my time, preventing me from being productive…tsk! tsk! tsk! this addiction has to stop…SOON!

just had a great cellphone conversation with my sister last night, while i was checking papers at the office. i called her coz my load was about to expire and i remembered her.

like many conversations we had, we talked just about anything naay sense man o wala. she’s in manila for an exhibit. we talked about our december plans, our busy-ness, and this new expression she got ["what's up with that?"], which you can basically just insert in any line. she also mentioned about the "world poverty day" (is there really such a day?) where we are supposed to "stand for poverty"…what? isn’t that supposed to be "stand against poverty"? 

anyhow, i always enjoy chatting with my sister. mura man gud ug puro senselessness ang iya ipang-storya pero actually siya ang usa sa pinakasenseful nga tao i know. i never knew we would be this close. i remember when we were very little kids, we were always mistaken for twins kay, though we don’t really look alike as she’s light i’m dark, mama and tiya would dress us up the same clothes. partner jud na kanunay. we used to fight a lot too. mura jud mi’g iring ug iro. haha. since i’m older, i was given the responsibility to look after her. i hated it so much kay there were times when she was being pasaway but i was the one being scolded instead. and she was so maldita, under jud ko niya kanunay. i was always the first one to cry during our fights. things changed when the youngest sister came. siya man gud mosumbong kang mama ug papa kung nag-away mi so we both ended up getting scolded. and so we agreed to keep our fights silent. i guess that’s where the agreement, which later turned to closeness, started. haha. funny how and what makes things turn around.

now with her being away to nueve ecija, kung magkita mi magpalibre jud ko niya. panagsa ra mi magkita but we always make the most out of it.

i just wanna share one of my favorite songs ever. (also my ringtone at the moment). it’s so simple yet so beautiful. enjoy!

BUSES AND TRAINS
Bachelor Girl

Hey Mom
Why didn’t you tell me
Why didn’t you teach me a thing or two
You just let me go
Out into the World
You never thought to share what you knew

So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I’ve sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again

Hey Mom
Why didn’t you warn me
Coz about boys is something i should have known
They`re like chocolate cake
Like cigarettes
I know they’re bad for me
But I just can’t leave ‘em alone

So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I’ve sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again

I wanna do it again
Oh, felt so good

Hey Mom
Since we’re talking
What was it like when you were young
Has the world changed
Or is it still the same
A man can kill and still be the sweetest thing.

So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I’ve sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good

So I walked under a bus
I got hit by a train
Keep falling in love
Which is kinda the same
I’ve sunk out at sea
Crashed my car, gone insane
And it felt so good
I want to do it again
I want to do it again

wwwwwwwooooooaaaaahhhhh! it’s a great sunny sunday today. i love it. and i can’t help but blog about it. the usual, we went to church. i was actually there for half the day. it feels great to fulfill my church duties. it gives a feeling of worth, that i actually have a purpose. first, senior’s choir. then, children’s choir. last, junior’s choir. yes, that’s three services in a row. later naa pa jud practice. i’m that busy with my church activities and though sometimes gutom and kapoy pa jud at times, that don’t compare to the happiness i feel after a job well done all for His glory.

after church, me and my sister are back at our small crib. we were too lazy to cook lunch so we just lunched on cake [c/o ate liezel] and coffee. yes, coffee and cake at lunchtime—-nothing feels better for an addict like me. i actually planned to take a nap after but decided to check my mails and upload some pics from my phone instead. finally i have uploaded a pic of me and sister mulan, been meaning to do so for months but i either forget or got overcomed by laziness. those pics were taken at the faculty room yesterday i after we attended (but did not actually finish) the graduation rites. she was actually gisapot na bcoz her credit card bill (nga iya gidaladala) was missing when i realized nga wala pa ko pic namo duha in my cellphone. so, partly to cheer her up, i asked her to take a pose with me. then one pose led to another and another. that’s the story of the three pics of us.

then i checked my YM and chatted with jey, my beloved manghod. as always, i enjoyed the chat. he introduced me to a very nice song. it’s lemonade by passion. very nice indeed, both the music and the lyrics. another addition to my already beautiful day. thanks, jey.

and so now i’ll be off the computer and take another bath. it’s so hot, another bath would make my day even nicer before i’m off to choir practice. bye…

(notice i didn’t talk about work? well, that’s another story i’m afraid would change the mood of this entry)