Sabihin mo na kung ano’ng gusto mo kahit ano’y gagawin para lamang sa’yo.

Yummy!!!

*Picture courtesy of my friend Myra… thanks, My!

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If only I could:
…turn back time I would’ve taken a different path.

If only I knew why:
…I am such a klutz in my finances, I would’ve been richer by now.

If only I could meet:
…George Clooney, I’d ask for a baby *wink*

If only they didn’t have:
…mental and physical defects, special kids would’ve live more happily.

If only I could have a car:
…I want a Ford F150!

If only I could have this age again:
…14 yrs old so I can go back to second yr highschool.

If only this wish could come true:
…my brother and mom to be alive once more.

If I had a Million dollars I would buy these things:
…house & lot for my family, cars for all of us, gadgets (iPod, iBook, Blackberry for me), a farm and beach resort

If only I could anything right now, I would eat:
…I would love Gerry’s Grill’s sisig and Starbucks’ chocolate cake *yum*

If only I didn’t have to eat:
…payat na siguro ako!

If I could have one dream come true:
…to become a Julia Roberts (so I can be paid $20M per film)

If only I could be:
…a really good novelist

If I could meet one singer:
…I’d love to meet Norah Jones!

If I could meet one actor/actress, it would be:
…Mel Gibson

If I could change one thing about me it would be:
…fats go away!!!

If I could have one thing, I would have:
…love to travel around the world with tons of pocket money to spend *bwehehe*

If only they didn’t play this song on the radio:
…that Toni Gonzaga song *grr* di maalis sa isip mo!

If I could go anywhere in the world, I would like to go to:
…Europe, spec. Spain!

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I will be extremely busy next week doing nothing but the 2007 Budget of two of the companies I’m currently handling. Try ko mag-blogging on the side pa rin, parang coffee break, yey!

So, happy weekend, everyone! Hope all of us will have a great week ahead!

Let me end the week with something that hopefully will inspire all of us…

Write poetry.
Love Deeply.
Walk barefoot.
Dance with wild abandon.
Cry at the movies.

Live your dreams.
Don’t lose faith in God.
Don’t grow old. Just grow YOU!

When you give someone your time, you are giving them a portion of your life that you’ll never get back.
Your time is your life. That is why the greatest gift you can give to someone is your time.
Relationships take time and effort, and the best way to spell love is T-I-M-E because the essence of love is not what we think or do or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.

God is good all the time!

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I’ve two guy bestfriends, Derek and Lem. If you’ve read one of my previous posts, Lem’s mom died very recently of complications to diabetes. It was cardiac arrest due to multiple organ failure. This morning, I got another very sad news, this time about Derek. His father died yesterday morning at 4AM due to cardiac arrest as well. Two deaths in less than a month! Tsk. Tsk. My mom died similarly to Lem’s mom but her main illness was a rare kidney disease. It was just last September 29, 2005. A big loss to me.

Losing a parent is no joke. Yes, we’re already in our late 20s. But admittedly, we’re very much at ease when our parents are there when we come home at night. Iba kasi iyong alam mo na may madadatnan kang naghihintay sa iyo. Iyong may matatakbuhan ka kung may problema ka. Iyong may mainit na yakap kang matatanggap kung kailangan mo. And in our case, we’re very close to our parents so it was doubly hard for us when we both realized our mothers were really gone.

If you’re going home to your parents house, or visiting your parents, give them a hug, a smile, a comforting word or two. It would go a long way, believe me. Try chatting with them. If you’re harboring a grudge or is currently angry with them, please find it in your heart to forgive. If not, pray for a possibility of forgiving them. Life is too short. You never know when they will be gone. You just don’t know. The chat that you’ll forego tonight could be the last that you’ll have with them. The hug or kiss that you wouldn’t give them upon arriving home could be the last. You never know. We never know. So let’s go acknowledge our parents’ presence NOW.

Before it is all too late.

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Bad trip! Hay naku. Ewan ko ba talaga. Kainis! Isasabak ka sa isang gerang malamang sa hindi talo ka! Naiinis talaga ako! Aargh!!! Gusto kong sumigaw ngayon pero kapag ginawa ko iyon, baka pulutin ako sa mental hospital. Inis! Inis!

Aarghhhhhh!!!!!

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It’s my time to shine, my time to fulfill my destiny and to become all that God intends for me to be.
- Annette Aguado

Two Choices

What would you do? You make the choice! Don’t look for a punch line; there isn’t one! Read it anyway. My question to all of you is: Would you have made the same choice?

At a fund-raising dinner for a school that serves learning disabled children, the father of one of the students delivered a speech that would never be forgotten by all who attended. After extolling the school and its dedicated staff, he offered a question:

“When not interfered with by outside influences, everything nature does is done with perfection. Yet my son, Shay, cannot learn things as other children do. He cannot understand things as other children do. Where is the natural order of things in my son?”

The audience was stilled by the query.

The father continued. “I believe,that when a child like Shay, physically and mentally handicapped comes into the world, an opportunity to realize true human nature presents itself, and it comes, in the way other people treat that child.”Then he told the following story:

Shay and his father had walked past a park where some boys Shay knew were playing baseball. Shay asked,”Do you think they’ll let me play?” Shay’s father knew that most of the boys would not want someone like Shay on their team, but the father also understood that if his son were allowed to play, it would give him a much-needed sense of belonging and some confidence to be accepted by others in spite of his handicaps.

Shay’s father approached one of the boys on the field and asked if Shay could play, not expecting much. The boy looked around for guidance and said, “We’re losing by six runs and th! e game i s in the eighth inning. I guess he can be on our team and we’ll try to put him in to bat in the ninth inning.”

Shay struggled over to the team’s bench put on a team shirt with a broad smile and his Father had a small tear in his eye and warmth in his heart. The boys saw the father’s joy at his son being accepted. In the bottom of the eighth inning, Shay’s team scored a few runs but was still behind by three. In the top of the ninth inning, Shay put on a glove and played in the right field. Even though no hits came his way, he was obviously ecstatic just to be in the game and on the field, grinning from ear to ear as his father waved to him from the stands. In the bottom of the ninth inning, Shay’s team scored again. Now, with two outs and the bases loaded, the potential winning run was on base and Shay was scheduled to be next at bat.

At this juncture, do they let Shay bat and give away their chance to win the game? Surprisingly, Shay was given the bat. Everyone knew that a hit was all but impossible ’cause Shay didn’t even know how to hold the bat properly, much less connect with the ball.

However, as Shay stepped up to the plate, the pitcher, recognizing the other team putting winning aside for this moment in Shay’s life, moved in a few steps to lob the ball in softly so Shay could at least be able to make contact. The first pitch came and Shay swung clumsily and missed. The pitcher again took a few steps forward to toss the ball softly towards Shay. As the pitch came in, Shay swung at the ball and hit a slow ground ball right back to the pitcher..

The game would now be over, but the pitcher picked up the soft grounder and could have easily thrown the ball to the first baseman. Shay would have been out and that would have been the end of the game.

Instead, the pitcher threw the ball right over the head of the first baseman, out of reach of all team mates. Everyone from the stands and both teams started yelling, “Shay, run to first! Run to first!” Never in his life had Shay ever ran that far but made it to first base. He scampered down the baseline, wide-eyed and startled.

Everyone yelled, “Run to second, run to second!”
Catching his breath, Shay awkwardly ran towards second, gleaming and struggling to make it to second base. By the time Shay rounded towards second base, the right fielder had the ball, the smallest guy on their team, who had a chance to be the hero for his team for the first time. He could have thrown the ball to the second-baseman for the tag, but he understood the pitcher’s intentions and he too intentionally threw the ball high and far over the third-baseman’s head. Shay ran toward third base deliriously as the runners ahead of him circled the bases toward home.

All were screaming, “Shay, Shay, Shay, all the Way Shay”

Shay reached third base, the opposing shortstop ran to help him and turned him in the direction of third base, and shouted, “Run to third! Shay, run to third” As Shay rounded third, the boys from both teams and those watching were on their feet were screaming, “Shay, run home! Shay ran to home, stepped on the plate, and was cheered as the hero who hit the “grand slam” and won the game for his team.

That day, said the father softly with tears now rolling down his face, the boys from both teams helped bring a piece of true love and humanity into this world.

Shay didn’t make it to another summer and died that winter, having never forgotten being the hero and making his Father so happy and coming home and seeing his Mother tearfully embrace her little hero of the day!

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There are only two immediate superiors that I have truly appreciated in my life. bgl and ayl.

bgl taught me a big lesson in life. I am what I am now because of him. I’ve gone from naive and idealistic to mature and pragmatic. I became jaded and in a way, it made me a better person. Not for the good, I guess, but still this is a better version of the old me.

ayl taught me everything I know about accounting and ms excel. She taught me a lot… patience, perseverance, humility, camaraderie at work, generosity. She treated me like we’re on the same level, like she’s not the boss. I miss her a lot!

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I am a frustrated writer. I have a dozen or so notebooks/pads with stories written on it. No endings. I always have these crazy plots that I bring life into but in the middle of it all, my mind goes blank. Oh well, so much for being a writer. In fairness to myself, I have several that I completed. But only I have read it.

What do I love about writing? Bringing to life characters that you only dream of. It’s true that a character brought to life is somewhat a part of the one who made it. All those characters in my stories have a trait that I myself have.

If I can make myself start from scratch again and can choose everything from day 1 here on earth, what would I be? Here goes…

• Would love the name Fiona or Phoebe Dominique (why? just like the sound of it!)
• Would love to have taken up ballet dancing, swimming and piano lessons in the early years of my life (although, I did take up piano lessons when I was seven yrs old and dropped it because my lesbian teacher used a wood ruler when I made mistakes) and judo, karting and fencing in my teens
• Would love to have been more active back in highschool and not be the bully that I was (he he he)
• Would love to have been more refined than be more mannish as I am right now although I am happy that I do not have the impluse to don girly clothes and put on so much girly things
• Would love to have read the classics and the fairy tales when I was still young
• Would love to have taken care of my skin and hair more than leave it as they are (remember, I am mannish by nature)
• Would love to have been more disciplined in what I eat (course, you know why )
• Would love to have been more caring towards my friends. This is one of the many serious frustrations I have. I didn’t take care of the ones that truly mattered. They know who they are. Sayang!
• Would love to have taken up journalism than accounting (although, come to think of it, if my mom had requested this in another lifetime, would have said yes to her again and again)
• My secret dream parttime job?? To become a disc jockey and write Tagalog love stories on the side (he he he, i know, i know… baduy sa iba sa akin hindi)
• Would love to have maintained an active social life and travel often
• No regrets toward my relationship with my family.

These are the things my mind conjures when it is pouring outside. Sarap mag-isip!

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Some pictures from Che’s wedding…

Che and Macky pose outside the church

They were wed this afternoon at Our Lady of Light Parish, Cainta, Rizal. They’ve been together for more than ten years now! My friend was so radiant, her happiness makes her glow!

I’m really happy for them!

At the reception…

Oops… ubos na food, hehehe. Gutom na kasi kami ni Jing :p

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