Rinet

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives means the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. - Henri Nouwen   My good friend is celebrating her birthday today. Today marks the end of her quarter life crisis. Twenty-six years and she have done so much in her life. She has her own...

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My Key to Nowhere

And now I can finally move on. I can finally live with “water under the bridge” thing. To you, thank you for the apology. I know I have forgiven you, but there was a part of me that was angry because I thought you were too proud and because I thought that you were putting all the blame in me. The word “I’m sorry” meant a lot to me. And yes. That’s how important being sorry is to me. I admire people who can let go of everything totally....

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Of Happy Tunes and Upward Glances

A friend of mine send me this video in my email. I thought this is one of those videos with our funny faces or her video being a porn star. :) But it is not. And it is way better than Carabuena’s video of maligning an MMDA officer, even better by the videos I made or have seen that speaks of love. This is a video of selfless love. A supreme act of the heart.  This video touched my heart and I thought, I want to be a part of this advocacy. I may not be able to give a million peso, but I want to be able to bring them my sunshine, my love...

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A bit of luck for everything

I don’t have everything. I have so many imperfections and insecurities. I lived a life and am still living a life wherein I have to work my way to get something. Life is unfair.  But I am very much blessed with people around me. I always say that “malakas ako kay Papa God”, “favorite ako ni Papa God”. It is because I never felt alone during my hardships. When I want something, I get it. Not because of my persistence alone but because God...

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Level up, baby!

I don’t understand why some people will try so hard to take one’s sunshine. I’m very furious about this hater(s) my friend has. All she does is to post or email her harsh comments about her life, her past and just everything about her. And also, my friend’s facebook account has been hacked, and what this hacker does is to post unnecessary, below-the-belt status and comments. For those who have been cyber- bullied or bullied in any way possible:...

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Not a TomKat fairytale

For how many weeks now, I am so into Katie Holmes and Tom Cruise's break-up. Every morning, I visit People.com to know what the latest is. I was shocked, maybe as shocked as Tom Cruise when I found out about the divorce. They seemed to be very happy together. In pictures, there was nothing but smile and happiness and contentment. Katie seemed to be a lucky girl who married his Prince Charming and Tom Cruise is., well Tom Cruise is Tom Cruise....

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TIME MACHINE

Is there a real Doraemon? I envy Nobita for he have this friend who can give him anything that he desires. Anything seems to be in Doraemon’s pocket. If along the way, I bumped into Doraemon, I will ask him just one thing. I’ll ask him to lend me his time machine. Doraemon and his time machine There are times that I wanted to go back to time. To express unsaid appreciation, to take back hurtful words, to give way to emotions outpouring,...

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L.O.S.T

I’m bad at directions. People who know me can account many stories to prove how factual that is.  And people who don’t, can conclude that immediately once they asked me the “where” questions.  It’s just that, even I tried so hard to pay attention to street names and numbers, landmarks and any other signage, I just can’t. I have this kind of stupidity, a rare kind in which I can be lost a few times in places that I’d already been....

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Your story. My promise.

It’s been a while since I last write about things that matter to me the most (love letters not included).  I guess it’s been a decade since I made a promise that I won’t write again, that I won’t be read again without paying tribute first to the person I admire the most. To the woman I look up to the most. To my mother to whom I owe my life with. I don’t intend to start my blog with melancholic writings. But I know, this is something that I...

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