himay? himaymay? ano daw?

nagsimula sa nanginginig kong himaymay...

ano daw? himaymay?
diba hinhimay ung food
tanong ng Miss Best in Filipino...

at nag-umpisa na nga ang pagitingan sa pakikipagtalastasan...
hahahahah!

Best in Filipino (B): datapwat alam mo ang mga kamalayang tulad nyan hindi mo parin masasabing ikaw ang magaling magtagalog 

Me: hindi ko ipinagmamagaling na ako ay linang sa pananagalog...akin lamang ipinagkakamapuri na may iilang kawikaan akong hindi mo nababatid

B: hindi mo maipagkakailang masyado ng malalim yan para sa isang tulad kong pinanganak nitong mga nakalipas na taon lamang.
hindi ko mawari ang iyong sinasabi 

Me: sa aking hinuha ay hindi mo nag mauunawaang lubos...

B: ikaw na nga ang maalam sa mga bagay na tulad nya... di mapagkakailang madami ka ng napagdaanan.. gaano ba kalayo ang agwat ng ating edad? 

Me: Ang mga nagugupo daw ng kalaban ay sadyang humahabi ng ibang kakatwiranan tulad ng pagbanggit ng taon ng pag-aaral...nagbago na ba ang kurikulo ng panitikang pilipino?
o sadyang hindi na ito inukilkil sa isip at nanatili na lamang sa mga kuwaderno? 

B: di lang sa paaralan at pagupo sa bangko natutunan ang mga bagay na yan.
sabi igalang ang nakatatanda, kung kaya mananahimik nalamang akong isang hamak na bata

Me: ang pangungutya ay hindi mabisang panangga sa kulang sa kalinangan

B: ang alm ko ang bwan ng wika ay sa agosto pa... ngunit subalit datapwat bakit natin ginagawa ang mga gnitong bagay hahahaha

Me:ibo-blog ko ang ating talastasan 


thank you for crazy, corny, funny moments like this.
mababaw man...masaya pa rin.
ikaw na nako-corny-han... :P
tayo na malupit ang age gap...
basta. 
happiness.

"you don't wait for a moment to be perfect...you seize the moment and make it perfect." *winks! *winks!

foodie day

today is a foodie day

cast of characters:

fresh lumpia from tita rina

nuggets from mcdo

big mac chix from mcdo again

papparoti from sweet pea

free bfast from the office

wow! happy tummy, aren't we?

summarize happy

today is a happy day!

ate will buy me shoes (bullied into buying...har har har!)

nin messaged me on my wall

i got free lunch

happy day, indeed!

i will get pasalubong from qatar

BL loves me... *winks!

edited as of 6:10.
I am special...and I am reminded of that. just now.
:D
a smile can be THIS wide pala.
:D

THIRST-day

Prayer without ceasing is only possible in a life of thanksgiving.#AnnVoskamp

"Continue earnestly in prayer, being vigilant in it with thanksgiving."-- Colossians 4:2

Have a blessed Thirst-day. May our hearts continue to 'thirst' for Him and find ways to get to know Him more deeply...

talk jitters

ahhhmm... what do you want me to do po? how do you want me to proceed?

scared a bit... my heart clings to you and assurance overflows. i am loved.

Revisited

Sometimes we need to revisit the past, not to wallow in misery, but, to better rejoice in appreciating where we are now. Today, I am reminded that the cotton candy got its stuffing and the turtle is holding its head high...not in boastfulness, but in jubilation.
This is not my story, this is His glory.
Joy. Peace. Love.

A visit to little Cheche

Due to the recent East London trip, I feared losing a lot of my 'unpublished' blogs... Thank God, Yahoo is doing their job to save and file, thus, I was able to retrieve all of my folders. :D 

Still, I found myself wanting to look back to good memories some years ago... and more willing to share today.

Hurt No More.

I don’t remember which part of the program the song ‘Still’ was sung… All I remember is that we were standing and singing…

I couldn’t remember hearing the entirety of the song, too…  All I know is that when I heard the lines, ‘Find rest, my soul. In God, alone,’ I started crying unabashedly.  I suddenly found myself alone in the huge hall.  Crying out to God.  Telling Him how tired I am.  Really, really tired.  I am having a hard time writing now; I can feel my eyes welling with tears just by remembering how it happened.  The line was ringing in my ears.  No other lyrics became audible except that, it’s like it automatically blurred into fading…

And then, with the line repeating in my mind, I talked to Him, “Ama, pagod na pagod na po ako.  Ang sakit-sakit po.  Ikaw lang po ang makakapag-alis ng sakit na nararamdaman ko.  At alam ko po, kapag naalis po yun, mararamdaman ko ang kapayapaan mo at magiging madali ang pagapapatawad ko.”  I was simply repeating these words, telling Him I’m tired and I do not know any tiredness beyond this is still possible.  I am telling Him how weak I was.  How I can feel that I’ll fall anytime soon.  It’s beyond physical tiredness.  It’s simply unfathomable.

Before the song came to an end, I felt a certain feeling of calmness.  I don’t know how to call it but the closest thing I have in my vocabulary for that feeling is peace.  The song is continuously being played at the same time, I was feeling peace from within.  I was still crying but this time, I was smiling.  I saw Jesus’ face, so peaceful, so calm; smiling at me.  Beside Him is Mama Mary nodding her head as if agreeing to what Jesus was telling me.  I am not hearing anything; I am just seeing them, feeling them.  I know that they were comforting me.  I also know we went to the little Cheche and I asked Jesus to tell little Cheche to forgive.  That it is over.  That there is no need to fight.  That she was not neglected.  And I remember Jesus telling the little girl, you are loved, Anak. You are loved. Ahhh…the little Cheche was smiling back while I was drenched, literally, in tears.

We came back to the hall.  This time I felt very light, though still crying.  The aura of calmness and peacefulness still remains.  When the song ended, I couldn’t stop uttering the words, Thank you.  I just said thank you over and over again. I felt peace.  I felt joy; sheer joy. I felt loved.  And I am affirmed that peace, joy, and love like this can only come from Him. 

Onwards to a new journey.

I am taking my life one day at a time right now.  I know I have succumbed to a lot of weaknesses in the months that passed and I am fully aware repercussions from those actions will arise.  But, I am not a bit bothered.  I am enjoying my journey for I now appreciate that He is journeying with me.  I am reminding myself always that triggers will come, fangs of negativities will arise…But I can easily chide my self into making her realize simply that she is loved and that’s all that matters now…I am loved.  I am loved by Jesus, the lover of my soul.

A note for you:

This composition is a piece of my being.  No grammar check, no assurance of subject-verb agreement.  Just plain writing from within.

I do not write to seek refuge.  I simply want to write it down.  So when I look back, I’ll remember how God became victorious that day.

I may have fallen a thousand times in the months that passed…

But I just don’t want to look back at that…I just want to move on.  I decide and I desire to move on.

Praise be to His name, my rock, my fortress, my salvation.