When I was on my way to work yesterday, my light bulb went on. I think it will be great if my lovely ubes and I could put up an exhibit this May. Watchathink guys? Will discuss the details on sat

When I was on my way to work yesterday, my light bulb went on. I think it will be great if my lovely ubes and I could put up an exhibit this May. Watchathink guys? Will discuss the details on sat

Is life just getting sadder or am I just getting harder to please?
What’s so great about bubbles? I wish I liked anything as much as my kids like bubbles. It’s totally sad; their smiling faces point out your inability to enjoy anything. That part in knocked up sums up how I’m feeling.
I’m miserable. Mainly because I’m not where I planned to be right now. Gahhh! I know I don’t have the right to whine because there are people who are in a much more miserable state. But it’s just really sad how life, fate, destiny or whatever energy counters you from getting to your dream and being happy.
Life is like the waves, and I’m an angry and stubborn little crab that holds onto anything and pulls itself to get to where it wants to be. But the waves so much powerful and it pushes the crab to another direction. The crabs getting tired and is thinking of just going with the flow.
Because of life, because of certain circumstances, we get stuck somewhere (or we just go with the flow). We think we can just accept the situation in the meantime, but sooner or later, we get so used to it, we just settle for it. And our dream just…dies.
Hope this crab will still hold on. If ever it lets go, hope the waves will take it to the same shore not too far away from where the crab originally wanted to be, para walking distance lang

Monday is my least favorite day of the week. It’s hard for me to wake up especially because I still feel like slothing around all day. But this Monday is special. I got out of bed with excitement when my sister told me that our cat, Aika, finally gave birth to three veryyy cute kittens!
You may know this already, but I still would like to mention, that Aika is our dog Akira’s daughter. Yeah, it’s weird. Akira adopted Aika and Akiko (another cat that has gone MIA) right after her puppies died. She breastfed them, bathed them, treated them as if they were hers. And now, Akira’s a proud grandmom (we haven’t shown her the kittens though, she might eat them all up).
You might have noticed, our pets have this Japanese name thingy going on. So some names that I’m considering are Asuka, Hoshi, Izumi, Jiro, Kaito and Yuki. We don’t know their genders yet, but I’ll try to find out as soon as I get home. One is very much like Akiko. Black, orange and white. The other is white with a gray circle patch on top of its head and another patch on its back like a backpack. Gaaah soo cute. And the other is pure orange. It’s our first time to have an orange cat.
I want to go home noooww!!! But I have a feeling it’s gonna be a long day because my boss is on leave, and Sheryl, the other assistant is on labor already. All the preggies seem to be giving birth this Monday.

This is a serious one.
Ever since Sirius died last year, I cannot help myself from worrying too much. I tried so hard to understand and I recovered from it after a while. But when everything got fine, Akiko was taken away from us. I thought it was unfair because it was my time to be happy. Isn’t that how it was supposed to be? Happy, sad, happy, sad? By why did I get two consecutive sads?
Because of those two incidents, I am constantly afraid of what may happen. I admit that I wasn’t able to enjoy my stay in Malaysia that much because I wanted to be home with the rest of my family. I wanted to be sure everything’s ok.
And to add to my paranoia, a number of people I know are getting sick. One officemate collapsed in her bathroom the other day because of an unknown pain she felt in her stomach. Another has to get her breasts examined because her nips are excreting puss. And my boss just got admitted to a hospital because his lower abdomen was aching.
I pray so hard for this feeling to go away. I don’t want to be afraid anymore.


My sister and I went to a bookstore earlier. She was looking for a board game we used to play when we were younger. Game of Life. It’s a fun game, even had the PS version of that. While browsing through the items, i was reminded by my friend Dale’s suggestion to have a Board Game Night. I’d like to suggest to my UBEs that we have it every first saturday of the month. We can play, order pizza, just hang out. It would be nice to do something different. Im getting tired of our usual makati dates
plus, it would be a lot cheaper!

Free. Free from work. Not permanently as i had hoped though.
I did the same things, things that mean nothing to me, over and over and over again. Dark circles were starting to form under my eyes. My hair lacked fullness. My lips always dry and pale. My back constantly aching. My life is being sucked out of me.
I just had to do something about it. So I went back to KL for a short vacation.
Departed from Manila last thursday. Nobody dropped me off the airport. Nobody fetched me from the airport. Had to get to the city (which is 45mins away from the airport) all by myself. Time to grow up, kid.
I’ve been staying at my sister’s condo for 4 days now. She has taken me to some places i’ve never been to here in Malaysia. We went to Genting highlands, the most famous tourist spot here i suppose. And just a while ago, we visited a farm and we got to ride an ostrich (will post a photo soon)! its nice to feel so alive again!
I found myself singing the song “freedom” (not sure if that is the title, but im sure you know that song too!) aloud for 2 days now. But i don’t think that the feeling of being liberated from work has caused me to burst into song.
I think i just got free from something else, too. Allow me to dwell on the details of that a bit later.