in my world

In my world I am my king. I praise myself. I brace myself.

In my world I shine every moment. I laugh everytime. I conquer everything.

In my world there is nothing but happiness.

In that sanctuary… In my world…

i.am.happy.

sometimes... no often times i seem blue because i choose to write that way. i refuse to admit my happiness because it's easier to put in words the gloomy feelings. the ink of my pen, the will of my fingers to type is uprooted from a feeling of unhappiness.

but i am happy. i just dont know how to describe that feeling. i love being loved... cherished being prioritized by someone. thankful that i have him. glad that he's acts the way he is.

loveyou hal ^_^

what joy?

my joy was in the past
a laughing shadow of a twinkling eyes
a careless enjoyment of a light spirit

the present is dull
a routine of shamed pride and insecurities
a cycle of irritation and mistakes

the future is uncertain
like the path of a falling star that brought light and then darkness

what the rain brings

its raining again. the tiny droplets are fast becoming pools of cold water. the plants still fresh from morning dew are now covered with spots of mud.
our building is silent, almost trembling with the unknown possibility of the future. the air is suspiciously calm, almost as rigid as the windows now used to being shut.the lanterns hang in deep sleep as if christmas is not coming any sooner.

and i... i am stuck, stranded in a feeling brought about by this rain. a feeling of shuffled unhappiness, confusion and only mild contentment. the rain does not bring the usual feeling of gladness anymore. it somehow betrayed us, brought the coldness to the innermost feelings of individuals.

i am not happy. i doubt anybody is...

red alert

why do gurls need to suffer from dysmennorhea?

why do we even suffer at all, every month?

i hate it.. makes me weak.

darn it!

why can't they just wait?

my brother has gotten his girlfriend pregnant.. AGAIN! now my mom is forced to let them marry.. with her having to sacrifice. she is going to fund it.. well that's if she can find a company where she can loan...

i pity her and i hate my brother. an irresponsible brat!

overtimesssssssss

that's my dream laptop... and the given purple dark chocos...

that picture was taken during our work overtime yesterday.. we went home at 11:30 last night and still have to come to the office at 8 this morning. it was exhausting but i i love working with friends. im gald they were asked to help.

i was trying not to get stressed last night but it really pissed me when the person who volunteered to get me home was showing that he's in a not-so-good mood for having to wait for hours. it made me want to resume my plan of renting a room here in basco.

the boss left today... i got to go to mass. it's mama mary's day so its a mass of obligation.

i have to get home early.. rest... sleep... hibernate..

my new fun friends!

one thing why i love my new job... i got new friends and they're fun to mingle with. they're nice, intelligent and helpful! no one is above one another, no competition.. there is just work, fun and friendship around us. love it!

i'm thankful i have young work mates, we can bond and connect.

this picture was taken on a holiday. we cooked and ate out. that actually is beside a beach but the sun was still so high up so we looked for a shaded area and ate.

...

haypi bertdey my love..

deviating from the cause of holiday

we were supposed to be in sabtang! (friday, holiday in commemoration of ninoy's death)

but ryan didn't want to go and opted to join his class for a picnic at disvayangan... so we decided not to go to sabtang, instead we ended up surprising joy baldomar at her house in itbud.

it was fun and fulfilling. we brought with us a dressed chicken to cook, but when we arrived we hit the sea at once to gather 'abung' for lunch. there were four of us, waldo, ara, leila and me plus joy. lei and waldo were first timers, didn't really know how to find those rich in iodine 'abung', (smaller versions of tahong)

the place owns a magnificent view... (pictures to follow)

we got back to joy's house after an hour and started cooking. lunch was delicious and everyone was so ganado... i cooked spaghetti for snack and we ate it all, superb deal! im good haha.

we drank matador and got home at around 9pm..

we're sorry ninoy for not even thinking of you when we were given this holiday, but we love you though for being a dignified hero, husband and a father... chenez!