masalama 2011---marhaba 2012!

It's a new year!!!
It"s a new sunrise...of HOPE, PROSPERITY and HAPPINESS
It's a new beginning....of THOUGHTS, WORDS and ACTIONS
It's like a new day...of ENERGY, STRENGTHS and IDEAS
It's like a bunch of new things.. of PRAYER, FRIENDS, FAMILY and LOVE.

May everyday glow with good cheers, blessings and love.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!

masalama 2011---marhaba 2012!

It's a new year!!!
It"s a new sunrise...of HOPE, PROSPERITY and HAPPINESS
It's a new beginning....of THOUGHTS, WORDS and ACTIONS
It's like a new day...of ENERGY, STRENGTHS and IDEAS
It's like a bunch of new things.. of PRAYER, FRIENDS, FAMILY and LOVE.

May everyday glow with good cheers, blessings and love.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!

masalama 2011---marhaba 2012!

It's a new year!!!
It"s a new sunrise...of HOPE, PROSPERITY and HAPPINESS
It's a new beginning....of THOUGHTS, WORDS and ACTIONS
It's like a new day...of ENERGY, STRENGTHS and IDEAS
It's like a bunch of new things.. of PRAYER, FRIENDS, FAMILY and LOVE.

May everyday glow with good cheers, blessings and love.

HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!!!!

Bleeding

How can you find a way..
out of such bleak despair
when pain blocks out the sense of happiness
and you are too weak to care.

 Your eyes reflects the anguish,
of inner tension, inmost fears.
The pain is throbbing  one again
yet, I cannot shed a tear.

I'm tempted to escape and run
this life that tethers me.
the pain stirs deep within
yet I strive to overcome.

Confining me to the agony
of a personal living hell.
Desperate during intervals
to control thyself again.

As I rock in silence,
hugging my heart's pain
mystic acceptance fill my senses..
with HIS words.."thy will be done".

The "highs" and the "lows" of life.

I must admit lately my happy pill isn't giving me enough reasons to be happy at all. I just can get it all out of my chest, for reasons I really don't know. It's been weeks since my last down moments and until now i couldn't regain my old self from that distressing incidents. It must be because of too must homesickness, I'm into another post separation anxiety from my family and love ones. Most especially when I need them the most at my side,  'coz really, sometimes no matter how they bombard you with encouraging words, it won't really fill the empty space beside you. The real warmth of their embraces, the tight hugs and pat on the shoulders will most definitely  fill it all up. That's all I'm really missing so much right now.

How can I be ok?

 God do help me make it through in days to come.

Hear my cry, O God; listen to my prayer. From the ends of the earth I call to you, I call as my heart grows faint; lead me to the rock that is higher than I. For you have been my refuge, a strong tower against the foe. I long to dwell in your tent forever and take refuge in the shelter of your wings. (Psalm 61:1-4)

Old friends pass away, new friends appear. It is just like the days. An old day passes, a new day arrives. The important thing is to make it meaningful: a meaningful friend - or a meaningful day. ----Dalai Lama

lipat kwarto

Expect the unexpected.

Today was one happy day, a day to be thankful for the things, simple as it may seems but worth thanking for. I now believe that no matter how people tries to put you down, there are still a few good people who will pull and uplift your spirit. I am indeed so blessed for people like them who makes my life here in the desert a lil more comforting.

Their small acts of kindness makes me realize whom I must trust. Now I know, and thanks God  for giving me these people.

I wish and pray that my new surroundings will make me happy now, unlike my previous abode where I was an outcast. I pray that they will treat me well as I treat people well. I wish that they will respect and know their boundaries as I will respect and know my boundaries too.

A new day, a new beginning.

hakuna matata dear new roomies!!!!

missing home

I can feel the cold breeze of December in this side of the desert already and it makes me miss Holidays in the Philippines again. This will be the 2nd year that I'll be celebrating the Yuletide away from my family. I'll be missing again all the Simbang gabi's and the midnight mass.I miss seeing a Christmas tree  2nd year in a row. Usually when "ber" months starts I was the one in charge of decorating the house and I super looked forward in doing this. I'm not that good at decorating but I like playing with stuffs. Each year I make it a point to create a theme for christmas decors. The last christmas I was at home, my theme was blue and silver christmas tree. Huge silver and blue balls where hanged together with old trinketssave from the pasts years. I miss my giant christmas sock too, a gift from my tita mhel way back when I was 8 years old which I still keep and hung every christmas. 

 I'll be missing the scent of the lechon (roasted/ suckling pig) everyday in our house. It's like fiesta everyday at home because of the parading lechon of all sizes. I miss all the dinuguan and igado which I indulgently devour each day, ( not minding all the cholesterols). I miss helping mama and papa prepare stuffs for our  daily lechon feast.  Those where the days when no matter how sleepy we are, we will wake up so early and help in the roastings and count our share of wage which actually we didn't dare ask mama to give us. It's just our way of joking around and telling our workers that as we work, we too share in their daily wage. Merely writing this part makes my mouth so watery and suddenly craves for a crispy lechon skin at the moment.

this is how a day for us in december is

Another thing I super miss doing during the holidays is the exchange of gifts and the gift giving we traditionally do at home. Actually the act of opening of gifts happen not during christmas day at home. We open and give our gifts every new year. I don't recall why, but it has been a yearly act for us to open after the break of new year. No matter how  inexpensive it is, the enjoyment of opening it simultaneously is the happy part of this activity. For this year I am assigning my sister dianne to take charge in picking a common gift that we can all give to our parents. If only I can send them right now, I'll be sending them this SONY BRAVIA  3D LED tv I am currently eyeing. Bullseye to the price tag though.

 But undeniably what I miss most about this time is my family, my comfort and my wings. For without them I cannot survive the cruelties of desert living. I miss teasing mama's workaholic holiday stress. I miss hugging papa every now and then especially when we debate on some issues. I miss my sisters, my constant debate mates, my gala companions and my "chikamates". There is so many good things I love about my family. I am proud of what i became  because of them.