Monday, December 31, 2007

New Year's Resolutions You Can Keep

Have you broken your last New Year's Resolutions?
Well, here's a rather crazy list that you can keep.

1. Gain weight. At least 30 pounds.

2. Stop exercising. Waste of time.

3. Read less. Makes you think.

4. Watch more TV. You've been missing some good stuff.

5. Procrastinate more. Starting tomorrow.

6. Stop bringing lunch from home: Eat out more.

7. Get in a whole NEW rut!

8. Spend your summer vacation in Cyberspace.

9. Don't eat cloned meat.

10. Create loose ends.

11. Get more toys.

12. Get further in debt.

13. Don't believe politicians.

14. Break at least one traffic law.

15. Avoid airplanes that spontaneously drop 1000 feet.

16. Don't swim with piranhas or sharks.

17. Associate with even worse business clients.

18. Spread out priorities beyond ability to keep track of them.

19. Wait around for opportunity.

20. Focus on the faults of others.

21. Mope about faults.

22. Never make New Year's resolutions again.


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Saturday, December 15, 2007

death

what is it about death? was it the end? or the start of a new life? all i am sure about is everyone cries when somebody dies. and you never got to see that person again…

was it that bad? was it too painful? am i numb of the pain? is it alright to feel the loss and then move on so fast? was i suppose to grieve for a longer period of time?

i can not blame those who mourn for so long... but i can not also blame those who haven't shed a tear either. i never knew what goes on in their minds. much more in their hearts. everyone deals with the situation differently. and everyone seems to have their version of the story. i myself is confused and i don't know what to believe in. but the truth of the matter is, the dead will not come back... i just hope he had the best days of his life...

Monday, December 03, 2007

home...? to where?

yeah, she is… coming home, that is. it was a childish decision actually. or rather a very impulsive decision. she had a fight with dad. which of course didn’t turned out right. that’s why she decided to go home here in Luzon. She’s in Mindanao, you see. They have been living there for more than two years, because of complicated matters. but to make that complicated matters a little understandable, they were there supposedly to start a new life. Yes, restart their very shattered life. Yup, as their child i actually accepted the fact that they were doomed if they didn’t start to pick up the pieces of their life at that moment. it was a relief actually to see them off and board that plane going to Davao. I did said to myself: alas, new life! when i visited them the first time, they were doing ok. They were not living the life of kings and queens. not even a very well-to-do kind of living. they have a small sari-sari store during that time. they were doing good. they had petty quarrels as some couples usually do, but that’s it. oh, by this time i have actually accepted the fact that were still together because of companionship. love..? well, it was there, not evident though. but I’m not worried. as long as they got along together just fine. my dad was not a very good husband, you see. but my mom was not innocent either… during their not so good times as husband and wife i actually think, well i actually believe they would be better persons individually if they just live separately. but my dad’s relative insisted that they should not. they even “asked” my mom never to leave my dad. well, my dad was a very dependent man. he likes the feeling of being taken care of. i believe that he can live alone, but i firmly believe that he would make a mess of himself if he would. my mom, well, she is a fighter. i believe that she can, in fact compete in the world out there. with a little push and encouragement… and a little fashion tips… hehe. but i adore them both in their own special ways.

haha.. anyway, this latest events got me thinking really. what really happens? if it was that serious that my mom decided to leave for Luzon why did my dad decided to take her to the airport. and even suggested going with her in the first place? ah.. weird. maybe they just well, treat each other as companions and nothing more. i mean, come on, if they were in love there would be a lot of crying and cursing. and sobs, and the “i-don’t-know-what-to-do” moments, right? but there was none. my mom seem to be very excited of going home and actually have a lot of plans on where to go and what to do. although i am very worried of my very dependent dad. he seem very lost. because at the last minute he decided to stay behind and invest the money that was supposedly for the ticket. how would he eat? how can he manage the store? will he be able to pull it through? he should have gone home to… probably stay with my sister, if mom and dad really want to cool things off… but then, my little sister is still with him. am i worried about my sis? no, am not. she’s always been a fighter. she understands a lot of things i am not capable of understanding when i was her age. i moped around and turned to the wrong friends during those times. but my little sis, well, she has a way of handling herself. although she breaks down once in a while (which is normal, of course). i am still planning on taking her out of the responsibilities she already got. i still wish of giving her the best times of her life when i graduated from college and had a decent job. eventually, she will have to worry about nothing but herself. anyway, back to my dad… i am deep worried. but, we sisters just joked about the situation. the thing is, my mom can’t last a long time being away from my dad. she care a lot to let him alone for so long. unless, she is very determined on changing their way of life. for herself or the both of them. but if i can say what my mom lack, it is determination. and she really need peace of mind.

well, i am off to fetch my mom from the airport in a few hours. she is very excited to see andrei. and i am very excited to show off my son! let’s see what happens next…

mom's coming home!

for good or not...?
i don't know. it was a childish decision actually.
anyway, i can't say that i don't miss her. because i do. i just wish she would go with my dad.