Scenes from my so-called life

Okay, maybe not quite. I have a cold, which for me is one of the worst kinds of dis-eases.The sniffles makes you feel like crap but it doesn't really incapacitate you. You just feel - well, crappy. Here's what Hay has to say about colds: Too much going on all at once Mental confusion, disorder. Small hurts. Quite right. I have so many small worries right now, which, by the way, I take full responsibility for. How did I get to this? Resistance; plain, old resistance. Because I failed to listen to my Self. I really ought to practice saying no more often to be able to say yes to some bigger things. A good thing that has happened though, was that I have become aware of what I wasn't listening to before. Now, I can go about shifting. Thank you, Universe. Hay, sayang it had to come to this. But, well, I live, I learn. Mucus accumulates in my nostrils, I still learn. I choose to recharge. Now to plan my vacation.

Please Listen Author Unknown   When I ask you to listen to me and you start giving me advice, you have not done what I asked.  When I ask you to listen to me and you begin to tell me why I shouldn't feel that way, you are trampling on my feelings.   When I ask you to listen to me and you feel you have to do something to solve my problem, you have failed me, strange as that may seem.   Listen! All I ask is that you listen. Don't talk or do - just hear me.   And I can do for myself; I am not helpless. Maybe discouraged and faltering, but not helpless.   When you do something for me that I can and need to do for myself, you contribute to my fear and inadequacy. But when you accept as a simple fact that I feel what I feel, no matter how irrational, then I can stop trying to convince you and get about this business of understanding what's behind this irrational feeling.   And when that's clear,

Coffee and Talk It could be a cup from McDonald’s A brew in styrofoam Which we’ll sip with delight As the campus we roam We’ll sit in the field And look to the sky And watch as stars twinkle And wish we could fly We’ll laugh and tell stories Of life and whatnot We’ll share our experiences And whatever we’ve got It could be a tall frappuccino In a trendy café We have each other Which makes everything okay I’ll ask how your day was Had it been good or maybe great? We’ll talk about now and tomorrow A grand time we create We’ll laugh and tell stories Of life and whatnot We’ll share our experiences And whatever we’ve got And now we’ve been given time More stories we could gather Which someday we’ll share When again we’re together So until we meet again I always will pray That God keeps you safe and loved Every night, every day. So, my dear friend, I’ll look forward to when... We could l

Habang hinahanap ang mga MP3 cds ko iba nahanap ko. Ang mga back-up cds ko ng mga sinulat at kalokohan ko nung bandang 2002-2004. Ito dalawa sa mga kalokohan ko dati. Mahilig ako kumain ng ampalaya               Nakakatuwang nakakaiyak na…A basta, yun na yon! Nakakalitong i-define lalo na kung di mo alam ang depinisyon. Nakakaleche!               Ba’t nga naman kasi ganon? Magmamahal ka na nga lang masasaktan ka pa! Paksyet, pare! Di ko talaga magets. Kaya nakakaburat magmahal eh. Ang laki na nga ng puhunan, wala ka na ngang tubo, sa huli luging-lugi ka pa!               Tignan mo si Sam at si Frodo. Mahal ni Sam si Frodo pero tanga si Frodo! Ikaw ba mas gusto mo ng Smigol/Gollum kaysa kay Sam? Putsa! Ang laki naman ng ikina-cute ni Sam ‘no? Masabihan ka pa ng, “I can’t carry your burden, but I can carry you!” Hanep, pang-tunaw ng puso. Pero ano? Tinalikuran siya ni Frodo! Hanep pare, pinauwi niya! Di ko gets! Di niya lang alam kung ano namimiss niya!           Wow,

(Inspired by a conversation with Angge last Sunday and Jeco's Guilty Pleasures.) That's what I told people back in college when they asked me why I was the way I was. Now, I conveniently tell people, "Mass Comm ako eh," to explain why I can appreciate the clothes worn by the characters in Sex and the City The Movie. But those are just excuses. They say it's being in touch with my feminine side. Well, whatever. I read Sweet Valley Twins and Sweet Valley High back in elementary school along with my Marvel and DC comics. I never got into that Hardy Boys bit though. I played and still play basketball, tatsing, habulan, luksong baka, soccer and other physical sports. But I also played and would probably still play 10-20 and Chinese garter. I've cried and will probably still cry in some movies (Patch Adams immediately comes to mind) and have voluntarily watched my fair share of chick flicks. But I didn't flinch during the battle scenes of Braveheart and haven

Wake up Rise from the drama of your dreams And realize them Greet awareness with surrender And live Life awaits your sweet presence Embrace it The hand that guides reaches out Take it It is a new moment Let all be love   -Red’s musings 9/15/2005