This is Goodbye

Since my first entry in early July 2004, blogging has been a big part of my life, through the good and bad and contemplative and angry. I tried to be careful about the identities of the people I wrote about and it generated mixed reviews. I tried to be civil but still ended up being vulgar for quite a few bits.

To be honest, blogging can be rather narcissistic for there would be a sense of pride when the stats counter jumped. And despite the once in a blue moon misunderstandings, I did enjoy writing for myself, friends and family in the past 4.5 years.

However, I’m at a different place now – spiritually (not in the religious sense), mentally and emotionally. And blogging cease to exist there. I’m a little tired of the self-censorships on the entries. I’m also fail to see the need of trying to stake a claim in the world by throwing my thoughts into cyberspace. Most importantly, I’ve learnt the merits of introspectiveness and the power of undisclosed information.

I’ll continue to write about things that happen to me, my thoughts and feelings. In fact, I have always written and accumulated diaries since I was 7. And I’ll continue to write to/for those I love.

Maybe I’d blog again, someday. But it wont be here, nor anytime soon.

Esto es adiós – farewell.

Merry Christmas

What is Christmas? It is tenderness for the past, courage for the present, hope for the future. It is a fervent wish that every cup may overflow with blessings rich and eternal, and that every path may lead to peace. — Agnes M. Pharo

“Christmas gift suggestions:

To your enemy, forgiveness.

To an opponent, tolerance.

To every child, a good example.

To a friend/family, your heart.

To yourself, respect.”

All along

As long as
tengo mi familia con yo
nothing else matters.

Your Heart Will Lead You Home

“But somehow right before your eyes 
the sun fades away 
everything is different 
and everything has change 

If you feel lost and on your own 
and far from home you never alone you know”

Quantum of Solace

“The only people you need in your life are the people who prove they need you in theirs.”

White Houses

“Change is a funny thing. We are never quite sure what we are becoming, or why. Then one day we look at ourselves and wonder who we are and how we got there.”

Life is just strange. We may never get all that we want. But if we look closely enough, we discover that we already have all that we need. 

Impeccable

My aunt’s taste in bags is.
Which is turning me into a bag whore.

Of intellect and being un-feministic

In my next bid to be more intellectual – an unceasing but never seeming to last long enough quest – I shall read an hour EVERY day. Blog voyeurism does not count. Gossip news do not count. Textbooks do not count. 

Betraying the “I’m an independent woman; hear me roar” statement, thank God for fathers, brothers and troopers (OKAY, so I technically have only one of each). If not for them, televisions, internet connection and furniture wont be fixed. If not for them, I wont have moved successfully. If not for them, I’d still be living in a stone-age warzone. Now, I’m just living in a semi-warzone.

P.S. Before I move again, I’d better have an army of men to order around for everything. Or I’d made tons of money to pay my way out of having to actually do any unpacking/putting things up/dragging things around/yadda yadda.

One of the most adorable woman I know

“Do you know,” whispered Mother as if she had discovered the secret of the century, “our new neighbour’s son has a tattoo!” 

Clearly forgetting that her daughter proudly wears one too.

Yesterday’s lunch

And he in the picture makes me believe that every male chauvinist would encounter a female who is his match. Sometimes, one needs to wait two generations later. 

He is the reason why I’m never a girly girl and had an incredible childhood. He is also the reason why I would never smoke and be the least bit accepting towards MCPs. Very often, I lament how lucky he is to have all he has despite all he is not. Once in a while, I remember how lucky I am to have him in my life for the past 22 years.