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

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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.

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my son once asked, why do weekends go by so fast? and i, myself, ask the same question sometimes. today i gave him a sound answer: when you enjoy your time so much with the people that you love, time is inconsequential and somehow non-existent. you won't realize how much time has passed because all that matters is the bliss of life at that moment. and when you become conscious of your schedule, then time makes itself known.

now as promised, i have been back to my kitchen and have been familiarizing my different senses. yes, i find food sensual in all aspects. don't get me wrong, but food tasting is sexy *wink*. 

here is the round up... i had cravings for leche flan after a flan for dessert during our team christmas party at amigos. the first attempt needed some adjustments with the sugar and milk content. so we are happy with the 2nd product. 

next on the list was an experiment using bamboo shoots. i partnered it with prawn, a bit of capsicum, ginger, chili and coconut milk. it was vibrant. 

the lasagna is the serving climax of this january episode. this is my first attempt to try raw ingredients from here, and they did not disappoint. i like the sauce sliding from the pasta, rather than it being dry. 

to wrap up, i attempted another experiment... with salmon. yes, a very brave decision indeed. but surprisingly, the output was sensational. 

so there... hoping to be more daring next month and get out of my comfort zone. 

baking it is! =)

balancing act

a lot has been said about fairness and justice. ultimately, who or what decides our fate and grants our existence justice? what is the measure of fairness amongst men?

it seems that in our society, the most powerful, the most knowledgeable, the most influential, has the first dip into the scale. in the case of rich versus poor, the former has all the means available for him to twist and turn the rules to be in his favor. another classic example: the tyranny of landlords against the small folks in suburban areas. the society allows it because the simpletons are not educated about their rights. they only wanted to continue living peacefully.. as long as they have a home and their livelihood, then its enough. they do not have the luxury and time to stop and fight. 

men against women. husband and wives. one will always dominate in superiority and opinion just because of gender and cultural values. how do you justify an act that is unreasonable, and yet it is believed to be favorable for all? when is it the right time to insist equality? 

in the end, we just leave it to Karma. 

fiction. maybe.

it was not intentional.. says the budding conscience. who could blame them. that smile.. that notion of feeling. it is that sense of belonging, of being wanted, of being flattered, of being important, of being seen. it is the sense of being. 

he was at the peak of his youth.. she just stepped into the society. his story was a mystery she wanted to unfold. her smile was an unending twitch to his senses.. a torment he's willing to endure in this lifetime. his eyes mesmerizes her to be subdued, to totally surrender and just say yes to his invitations. her soothing and calming voice makes it impossible for him to resist. he is completely hypnotized and caught in her charms and wit. 

unfortunately, some people are meant to fall in love, and yet, they are not meant to be together. the push-and-pull urge.. to move forward, or to reel back to reality. he is, in fact, very much occupied with a new enthusiast. she is hindered by her own limitations. she is, by society's standards, a fine woman of substance belonging to this world. amidst it all, they very much adore each other. 

there is no escaping. it is what it is.

and that must be the end of it.

maybe. 

first entry on 2015

the title is a dead giveaway.

2014 flew by in a flash. admittedly, i had time, but i was speechless. guilty as charged, i was threading in unfamiliar surroundings that offered few worthy memos. and so this year, instead of planning (as with my reliance to physical planners), i have decided to trust Evernote for my everyday mementos. yes, a journal indeed. and i have started using the Calendar app in my fone.

and to add flavor, i made a pact to myself.. to make each day count. (i don't want to pressure myself into resolutions.) if not each day, at least each month. i have encouraged myself not only to write, but also to go back to my love of cooking and baking. each month is an adventure to explore taste buds, and tinker with the oven. for this month, nothing new but more of familiarizing thyself with my specialties.

new colleagues also encouraged me to my habit of reading. i have three new books to add to my stack. therefore, i am attempting to read at least six-ten books this year using Goodreads to track my progress. first on my list is Catch-22.. maybe a review could follow afterwards. 

so ifone, don't fail, don't get stolen, don't get lost, don't swim towards the toilet.

january. lets begin.