Kelan Nga Ba?

Sa tuwing magkakaroon ng mga pagtitipon ng mga kamag-anak - birthday party, kasalan, lamay, family reunion - lagi ko na lang naririnig ang mga katanungang kahit ako'y hindi ko masagot. Kelan ka ikakasal? Kelan mo ipakikilala ang nobya mo? Kelan kami makakatikim ng mainit na sabaw?

Ewan ko. Hindi ko alam. Ako man ay nananabik sa mga araw na iyon.

Minsan, dinaraan na lang nila sa biro, minsan ako naman ang nagbibiro.

Sa pagiging unico hijo at pagiging "pinakamabait" (sabi nila yun, walang kokontra) at "pinakamayaman" (akala lang nila yun) sa pamilya, talaga namang masasabing ako ang kanilang apple of the eye. Kaya naman, di kataka-takang maging sentro ako ng usapan. Ang pangit nga lang, ay sa iisang topic lang umiikot ang usapan. At sa ayaw nila't hindi, iisa lang din ang aking sagot - ang paulit-ulit na "wala pa e!".

Darating pa ang maraming reunion at darating pa rin ang maraming katanungan at hindi ko pa rin alam ang isasagot ko. Sana lamang, di sila mainip, pati na rin ako.

Happy to be in Stress

I am happy I had a stressful week this week.

Lots of work to do, but still manages to find time for myself.

I am happy because for the very first time after a long while, I will not charge a single minute of my time this week to the idle jobcode.

I am happy because now I have the feeling of productivity.

Yes physically, and mentally, it is very much stressful - two projects, two fulltime committee works and a training - yet it feels satisfiyingly good. Ironically this week, I had a very good night sleep.

I would rather be stressed because I have many things to do, than to be stressful thinking what to do with so many time.

A Dozen Pink Rosebuds

Japanese dreams are now getting into reality. Requests has been made, documents are on the process.

Thank God for this wonderful birthday gift and to that special Lady in my life, I gave her a dozen of pink rosebuds and a resounding "Yes!" she gave me.

Fruitful "Me" Time

I always do "me" times. One of which is yesterday.

After office, while my officemates played badminton as part of our regular work-life balance in our department, I opted not to join but rather have my "me" time.

My agenda: to look for a leather belt, buy vitamin supliments and eat.

Here's what happened:

I usually start my "me" time with a prayer (at kung sinisipag-sipag ako, binubuo ang misa) at the nearest church. I would pray that I would have a good "me" time. But rather, this time, I asked God for a fruitful "me" time. And that's what happened.

I first came to National Book Store to see some good titles. I found this book written by my favorite author Bo Sanchez entitled "How to Live a Life of Miracles". It is priced Php250. So I thought it would be the same price as in Powerbooks. So I went to powerbooks only to find out it is priced Php295. So I went back to National and finally bought the book. Presto, I saved Php45.

Next agenda: Leather belt.

So I went to Memo and Celio just to find out their belts cost Php1,000+. No way! Agenda: crossed. Not this time.

As I was about to go to the Food Choices to eat my dinner, a man with a leaflet of WWF appproached me and invited me to sponsor their cause. Without batting an eyelash, I said yes. I don't know what's in me to actually agree to sponsor them that quickly, after all it would be a continuous donation (on a monthly basis). Whew. I am not easily been dragged to that sort of giving but somehow I did. Well that's ok, I said to myself, it's for a good cause.

After eating my dinner, I went to Mercury for the vitamins I am to buy, went back to office for the 7 o'clock shuttle.

At the dorm, I read the book that I bought. And to my surprise, I read it in one sitting! (Actually in one lying! hehehe). That I never had done in my lifetime.

That night was the best, so far, and I may say the most fruitful "me" time I had.

Cold War

I think I am in a silent war against a friend (sabihin na nating very close friend because for a time many think ako lang ang nakakaintindi sa trip nya).

I confronted him through e-mail when I read something from his blog. Malayong malayo sa pagkakakilala ko sa kanya. I didn't mean any harm to him when I confronted him but it seems he's not also used to me being like that.

He stopped writing from his blogsite but somehow I manages to peek into his new one, without telling him, in fact, I never talked to him after the confrontation. His words are striking. Whenever I read his posts, I feel pressed down.

I know I should not confronted him that way. It's my fault. I am honestly admitting I had a fault there, but I don't have any bad intention writing that "sermon" to him.

I lost a friend. I think I have insulted him. I am wrong. The damage has been done. I am sorry my friend.

But to tell you frankly, I am hurting too. I felt insulted also, specially the blog posts you have after my "sermon" to you.

I don't know if you are also following my blog posts the way I do to yours. But if you happen to, I would like to tell you I do not mean to insult you, or to break your spirit.

Let's have a time-off (sabi mo nga "Just stop there" so I will).

For a while, just enjoy your new found friends.

Time will come we'll forget about this.

Until we meet again, I would gladly tell you personally my apology.