Manila, Manila, I keep Coming Back To Manila

The song is in my head! And yes I’m coming back to Manila albeit only for a very short vacation starting this Friday until Sunday! Wohooo!

I planned this trip with my sister last year but had to cancel because the holiday was cancelled by our ever dearest new president Abnoy (oopss, Noynoy I mean).

Aside from my sister I am also with my SpEd classmates but they will be going there earlier than me, we will just meet there when I’m there.

It’s been almost a year since I was in Manila. The last time was last June when I went to Bora and had an extra day to stay. I miss living in Manila, I’m not like everybody else that loathes it. I actually love the place, but not as much as I love my own Cebu City.

Itinerary includes: Ocean Park and EK. Although I’ve been there I’m still thrilled to go there again. I’m sure I’m going to ride the MRT (I miss the MRT) and go to the malls.

Even though it is just a short stay, it’s enough to quench my Manila thirst.

Stuck in a Moment

It’s been a month since I am on this state, “limbo”-like, though I’ve never been to limbo, but I guess limbo is like this. You await for something, knowing that you are waiting for something yet you must do something before that something you await comes… – confusing? My point exactly!

I thought that finally I can stay put on someplace – this place – yet I’m already thinking otherwise.

It’s just some feeling though, I’m not finalizing it yet, and if there’s anything I’ve learned from the past is to NOT be compulsive about my actions and decisions. I promise to myself that I will study and learn as much as I can and weigh the pros and cons of the situation before I make any decisions.

For now I guess I’m just tired of the “beach” outing last weekend that I’m just so low in energy.

The 3am Blog

Ok so I'm awake this very early, and it is not December for the Misa de Gallo, it is for the beach! Yes the beach, I always wanted to go but because of the weather, the crazy weather, I didn't, but now? Yes!

To what beach? Bantayan island. The last time I was there was like ages ago back in 2005. As I remembered it, it was a beautiful white sandy beach.

I don't know how to swim, but I like to just be on the shoreline watching the waves, the beauty of nature including those that walks. I like to be on the beach because it pauses time away from the razzle dazzle of city life.

I've been standing here and being bitten by mosquitos bit by bit waiting for my ride, where are you newfound acquintance?

So excited already, my camera's gonna love the love!

Road Block

I am currently in a roadblock. I don’t know where to turn or if I should move in the first place. I’m imagining myself to just be out of my body and see the other side (no! not die but just see the other side). Am I waiting for a good outcome or is waiting a bad idea? My instincts tell me to just do what I can do to get out from this situation and face the consequences of my actions good or bad, and just charge it to experience.

On the other hand, waiting does pose the same amount of risk and consequences as moving.

I’m on the move, so wish me good luck!

Windows Phone 7 “Atatness”

I know this feeling
The rush and excite it brings
For I know that I wanted
And I wanted it dear

Download increased my thrill
For it is slow as a snail
How can I progress
When the progress bar does not increase?

I already downloaded
Lots of references and
Tutorials, videos, blogs
Name it and its already embedded

Can’t wait for this night
Should post a thing from the emulator
That will make known to the world
Windows Phone is not yet over.

Email Phobia

Recently I noticed that I hate opening my emails, like Yahoo and even my own corporate email account which is one of the first applications I open when I turn-on my office workstation. It’s like I’m afraid that it brings only bad news. I hate bad news, who doesn’t right?

The Truth.

The reason that I hate opening Yahoo emails is that it is the email account where I can be reached by my previous part time job. You see I left it hanging, my status with them, and I have some serious issues to make-up that I don’t have the courage to face them yet. I know it’s kind of cowardly and running away from the problem instead of facing it. The problem is that it’s dragging on and I want to let go, but I’m stuck.

Karma.

Like a chain, now I feel a little mortified when I’m about to open my corporate account. For it feels that at any moment I will be reprimanded and it will completely ruin my day. Specially on Tuesdays when we had this weekly meetings about status and progress.

I know the time to face my problem is getting nearer and nearer and I have no other option but to face them head on.

Is there a safety helmet designed for such “incidents”? I need a hard one, I’m afraid for my life.

Slingshot Effect

This concept has been used for ages by those people that design spaceships. Instead of burning fuel to reach a destination let’s say another planet, they use a neat trick by making the probe (or whatever space ship) build momentum by circling another celestial body (like the moon) then because of whatever force will “slingshot” the ship to its destination, less fuel more efficient.

But this blog is not about physics or astronomy. This is about, just a piece of my thinking.

In the early days, like 7 years ago, I was like burning to get into a destination. With so much to prove and idealism to fuel those dreams, it doesn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I’ll get there, albeit worn out and jaded.

But, I did get there. Jaded. A little bit. Ok, more than a little bit.

And as a promise to myself, or to learn from the experience, I said “I would never do that again…”.

So passed the years that I’m just an Earth-bound satellite, never really excelling, just not high enough to escape Earth’s gravity.

And yet, I get tired of being mediocre all the time. I miss the challenge. I miss the fire.

I did not know when it started, but I’m actually accelerating. Will I let myself to get burnt out this time or will I use the slingshot effect? The latter is promising but I need a lot of math instead of just raw desires, and math in this case is strategy.

And today, I’m expecting a lot of bad news. Maybe I will get scolded, or embarrassed or ridiculed. I don’t know. I don’t really know. But this is the feeling that made me realize I’m stepping out of my comfort zone again. To take on new challenges. To take on new responsibilities. To breath a new meaning to this life.

For this renewed ties to myself I say, “Bon Voyage!”

The Dreams

1st Episode: The Taxi Ride

I was travelling by plane, when it landed I hop into a taxi. The taxi driver said that some routes are closed and we need to go the other way. He told me that I can borrow his bicycle so that I can go to my destination faster. I complied and carried some sort of package and cycle my way to my friend's house. 

When I arrived at her place, she asked "Where is your bag? Did you get the plate number of the taxi?",that's when I realized that I did not take note of the number. I felt desperate and stupid because I left my things there. My friend texted my number as to our location and hoping that the taxi driver will deliver my things.

After some moment, the taxi arrived and the good samaritan driver returned my things. I felt relieved and woke up.

2nd Episode: Rain and Singing Cat

My friend invited me to her wedding anniversary. I was in a yellow shorts and white t-shirt and carried an extra yellow shirt. When I arrived at the place and tried to wear the yellow shirt I felt off and decided I should wear something more formal and decided to go back home and change. 

On my way, heavy rains fell and I was soaked. I find shelter in a store with a transparent wall (I think it was glass/window shield). Another friend of mind mine with her boyfriend riding a jeepney, passes me by and upon seeing me laughed hard. 

The rain stopped and I decided to just walk home since it is near. The "trisikad" driver tells told me to go to the other side of the road since they are not allowed to take passengers on where I was standing.

When I was about to sit on the "trisikad" I saw three (3) common pets yet are strange. 

The first I recognized was a very fat cat sleeping. The next thing I notice is the puppy which is playing on the seats, the puppy looks like a stuffed toy and not real. The strangest of them all is the singing cat that has a body of a bee. "Hey Ya" is the song it is repeating as I remembered. Another strange thing about the cat is that its body can be folded like an envelop. 

A man said that these pets are trained. Also they are being "lent" from somewhere and they teach them new tricks as to improve and add more to their skills.

I look up the sky, it was dark and full of brightly shining stars.

Heartful

Yes, it's obvious that I am not fond of the V day.
It's one of those days that I really hate, actually not hate -it's such a strong word, maybe just dislike.

Think of it, suddenly the world is Full of Love! Eeky. Wherever you turn you see hearts. Bread shaped like hearts, table mats cutouts of hearts, lovesongs over the air, I predict heart contact lenses this year.

Business is booming especially those that sells flowers- the other season where flowers are in demand comes 9 months after, All Saints/Souls Day. Hotels, motels, pension houses, cottages, parks, vacant lots are teeming with couples expressing their "love" for each other by exchanging bodily fluids. 

Everybody is such in a loving mode but not so much love that it's zero crime, only a Pacquiao match can do that, that you feel the world is on a better place even for just a day.

The only thing I like about V day is the romantic themed movies, studios local or international, are releasing. It's a guilt free pleasure to just watch those films and just forget your problems, be it a problem of the heart but seriously the head gets all the problems.

Anyways, Feb 14 has become embedded in our culture that it really is useless to rant against it -better why not enjoy it. And this year it would be spent with my 2 little angels.