gone are the days

i have been listening to my favorite bunch of kikays in the podcast for over 3years now. and today's topic caught my attention and got myself into thinking... the episode is entitled 'dear favorite ex'. we are not unearthing anything from my past... sorry to disappoint you! =P

there was a point in the conversation where an entry said, #DearFavoriteEx, isn't it enough you unfriended me in facebook? you even had to block me?

i sighed a relief. i am somewhat thankful that at this day and age when everything is dependent on social media, i am done with such shenanigans.

allow me to be a bit nostalgic here. i remember it was year 2001 when i get invites to join friendster and was told to 'accept' their request. back then, i guess the standards of social dominance relies upon the number of friends that is connected to you and how much posts you get. geez i can't even remember how friendster worked anymore. hmmm i think pictures and messages were the important features for me then. the thing i hate about it is the 'people who has viewed you' feature. yeah, its flattering that guys were checking me out (aherm!), but of course i had to be careful not to peek at other people's profile. hello, stalker alert haha!

year 2009, i deleted my friendster account. too much unpleasantries and woes. i joined the world of facebook and started anew... new friends, new memories, new disposition, new circles. we mature (you think?!), and became responsible social media participants. the dynamics evolved a lot over the years. 

and going back to the podcast episode, i am moved to post an entry... just for fun. 

#DearFavoriteEx, i didn't want to say i told you so, but i told you so!

today's word indeed

Jeremiah 29:11 

11 For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.

figuratively

a sudden glimpse

the touch of a glance

a flare of smoke in sight

a cling of shadow

right up in the corner

a symbol of hope anew

a tingle of chime

the sway up on the stage

a lingering note attune

a flame of desire

the burst of unconfined ecstasy

a delightful filling of senses

a solitude of notion

felt deep heart and soul

a gift of life's essence

65 Melbourne Cafes You Should Have Had Breakfast At…

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international women's day

cheers to all women who may be deviant, but purposeful.. who revels in all honesty... courageously surpasses the trials of life... and triumphs in all walks of life.

an empowered woman is not afraid to admit her age and proudly wears all her battle scars and wounds which rightfully claims her stake in the society.

self-worth

one of my favorite movies which i can watch on repeat. people are eccentric, special, and querky in maybe the most subtle way. we'll only recognize them if we pay attention. 

yes, i deserve better. 

"the way people treat you is a statement about who they are as a human being. it is not a statement about you." - anonymous 

swoosh

well february is as expected, short. and yet, it's the month i wanted to kick away fast.

a lot of friendly visits and gatherings happened this month which is most wonderful. and of course, the little Noah's 9th birthday is the highlight of all. 

the baking promise is gearing up. i found the guts to create that awesome yogurt muffin cum cuppies haha! and the boys bullied them by saying, "wow scones!" hmmmppp!!!

march. please be kinder. 

SAF 44

even after staying abroad for more than 10years, i still love my home country and would like to go back soon if fate permits. but maybe just for a vacation to be with family and friends, and also to explore the beautiful islands that we haven't been to. 

in the context of going back to settle for good, i don't think so. the battle of citizens with paying taxes, gruesome traffic, unrelenting government officials and rampant crimes are enough factors to stay away. 

with the recent events that took place in Mindanao, the 'mis-encounter' incident between the 44 SAF members and the MILF, the country again was shaken. how can the officials involved in the operation not plan the whole thing properly without sacrificing those lives? no proper coordination, that is their excuse. and why was it that the suspended official was the one who manipulated the operation? why did the president allow this puppetry?

i have seen the hearing sessions of the senators and the people in question who were involved. it is very frustrating how these representatives conduct the sessions... everything was in chaos! it took almost 30minutes at the beginning just to introduce the parties, to agree on the conduct of participants, and to decide on the next session of the hearing (even though they have not yet progressed). and most of the participants, would say irrelevant statements or senseless thoughts, just to be heard and known. oh well, election time is near. 

one of the most powerful statement that affected me the most was from Philippine National Police OIC Deputy Director General Leonardo Espina. he was emotional during his speech delivery seeking justice for the 44 Special Action Force troopers' lives that was claimed in Mamasapano, Maguindanao. 

justice for the fallen SAF 44... no to Bangsamoro Basic Law!!!

 

word

That is why it is so important to let certain things go. To release them. To cut loose. People need to understand that no one is playing with marked cards; sometimes we win and sometimes we lose. Don't expect to get anything back, don't expect recognition for your efforts, don't expect your genius to be discovered or your love to be understood. Complete the circle. Not out of pride, inability or arrogance, but simply because whatever it is no longer fits in your life. Close the door, change the record, clean the house, get rid of the dust. Stop being who you were and become who you are.

Paulo Coelho, The Zahir

tethered

You will find that it is necessary to let things go; simply for the reason that they are heavy. So let them go, let go of them. I tie no weights to my ankles.

C. JoyBell C.