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HOPE



Several caterpillars are piled up on top of each other, climbing on... climbing on.. to the top. Then one of them asked, "Where are we going? What's on top?". A caterpillar replied,"I don't know, nobody seems to know but everybody's trying to go there so maybe it's worth all of this," as they struggled not to get squished by the other caterpillars.

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Musings on Strength and Courage



Strength is waking every morning knowing that this day is the same as most yesterdays,
Courage is admitting defeat and playing on even if chances are slim,
Strength is keeping a happy and cheerful smile even if your heart is breaking,
Courage is trying something different even at the expense of dignity.

Strength is letting your body work even if you spirit has long been gone,
Courage is being ecstatic and loving towards people knowing that one day they can be the source of your pain and misery.

Strength and Courage are needed as you decide if each day is really worth living.
Veronika Decides to Die - "To desire death is to desire life



In two crucial phases of my life, I may be egotistic but I feel that the Universe send me two books by Paulo Coelho to guide and to comfort me. "The Alchemist" taught me to follow my heart and to take risks in the face of uncertainty and now, amidst feelings of bleakness, I had "Veronika Decides to Die".


In the first few chapters, I saw myself in Veronika. In fact, there are a lot of Veronikas out there living in complete apathy and hopelessness. This may be the latest maladies of our generation. I remembered a time when I was younger when I thought that I wanted to die. Then, as I was walking along East Avenue, I was hit by a motorcycle. Unscatched, (thank heavens that I only have few swellings and bruises) I thought to myself as I limped back home, "God has a silly sense of humor and I just laughed even if my whole body ached and I was literally seeing stars just like Bugs Bunny."

This sto…
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Last of All Days



If today was the last of all days
Would it change how you feel, who you are
Would you rise for a moment above all your fears,
Become one with the moon and the stars

Would you like what you'd see looking down
Did you give everything that you could
Have you done all the things you wanted to do
Or is there still so much more that you would

Follow your dreams to the end of the rainbow
Way beyond one pile of gold
Open your eyes to the colours around you
And find the true beauty life holds

Would you live for the moment like when you were young
And time didn't travel so fast
Be free in the present and joining the now
Not tied to a future or past

You would've probably said what you wanted to say
But doesn't it strike you as strange
That we'd only begin to start living our lives
If today was the last of all days
"FRieNdsHiPs ArE LiKe GlAsS... It MiGhT bE BeTtEr To Be BrOkEn Up ThAn To GeT hUrT TrYiNg To PuT iT bAcK ToGeThEr."
All Men Are Dogs?

Yes, most of the time, hearing the horror stories of my friends I came to realize that some men really are dogs. Some even can go down the level of being subhuman. Of course, men being men will defend their own like women will try to be protective of those who were agrieved.

I really hate it when men act like nothing is wrong. There is really something very different about the wirings of the hearts and brains of men and women. Don't get me wrong, there are women who are also despicable in their treatment of men. But of course, we don't hear about it because we're women and men will go the the extreme to not let the women who hurt them know that they indeed were hurt.

I have to get this out of this system. I loathe men who are insensitively cruel! (some readers may know that this post only have one person in mind). I have a theory that this guy (I don't want to call him man anymore) is on a cruel revenge streak. Maybe he was terribly hurt by someone in h…
The Pinkalush team...




I am so proud of my teammates. :) Where else could you find players who will dive for the ball, run with all abandon, and shout, shout and shout some more? Where else could you find unyielding post players who only played basketball for the first time but are willing to give it their all, with fouls to prove their worth and sacrificing their heels and ankles just to get the ball.

I am looking forward to more great games and so much more from these wonderful ladies. mwah!
Avenue Q --- Grown-up Sesame Street



I have been listening to the Soundtrack of Avenue Q (2004 Tony Award winner for best musical) and I was laughing and swaying to the beat. It's a play that every yuppie can relate to. It delves on various topics close to our hearts (apartments, making ends meet, searching for life's purpose, gayness, porn, friendship, infatuation, love, etc). Another thing about Avenue Q is that the characters are all puppets and the voices sounded like characters from Sesame Street like Ernie, Bert, etc. I can't wait for this play to be staged here in the Philippines.

My favorite character is Rod! You guessed it right... Rod is gay! But he's still in the closet. The song that I really dig is the song "If you were gay". In this scene, Rod was reading "Broadway Musicals of the 1940s" (if this is not a clue to his sexuality then I don't know what is). His friend Nicky was telling him about an incident on the subway where he was mis…
"Some girls you marry, some you love." - Daniel Beauxhomme
"Love can withstand the storm, cross the earth and survive even in the face of death" - Agwe




Last Saturday, amidst the dreary and rainy weather, we braved the elements to watch the play "Once on this Island". Aside from the unfriendly weather, we were seated at the balcony seat. Not so bad if this was just an ordinary theatre but the seats at the Carlos P. Romulo theatre are arranged by "floors". Thus, we are seated a good three floors from the stage. Of course, even if I was terribly afraid of heights, I think we had good seats because we have a good view of the actors' faces. Not bad... not bad at all.

(Note: I heard that this story was an adaptation of the Little Mermaid so I was expecting mermans or mermaids but alas all throughout the play, there were only ten islanders on the stage. All humans... all clothed... hayy..)

I had high expectations with this play because I was able to li…
My new blogger homey...

Thanks fayeatot for my cute and girlie blog template! MWAH!
Thanks for the patience! I am a self-confessed HTML-ignoramus person talaga. hayyy...

For those who want a new blogger template, go to Fayeatot! :)
Ode to Cabbies....



They can make or unmake our day. They can make us believe in humanity's altruism or make us loathe that they ever existed. The smell of leather and clean upholsterty can lift us to scent bliss or make us turn blue because we instinctively hold our breath upon closing the taxi's doors when our nostrils realize that there's a peculiar aroma emanating from the car's interior.

I am one of the fortunate ones (or unfortunate) whose place of residence is "walkable" to the place where I work. So, I always ride the taxi because taking the PUVs from our house to the office will take me about 30 minutes compared to just a mere 10 minutes if I take the cab.

In a good day, I will be walking along Nicanor Street a.k.a Reposo St., then the first taxi that I'll hail, "Hail Mary!" it will stop and without any questions or arguments I will be ushered in. There will be a polite and friendly greeting of "Good Morning Ma'am!" just li…