Monthly Archives: October 2011

Promotion is sweeter the 2nd Time Around :)

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Finally, the result of my technical exam was released earlier today! The result? Let’s just say, GOD IS GOOD!! I am so happy like a happy meal. Lol.

After almost two months of waiting, I finally got what I have prayed for – my second promotion! (Yes, the exclamation point is really necessary. Lol.) Finally. Thank you, Lord. Since I waited for almost two months, I cannot help but nurse a sort of “panic” about the result of my exam. Out of sheer desperation, I remember forwarding every single silly chain text message that I received while waiting for the long overdue result. But today, I feel like I am salvaged.

I feel so much better now because earlier this week, I was full of doubts – questioning my decisions, and my judgment. I, for a while, felt like I am heading to the unknown without a plan for a good monumental escape.

The timing was really perfect. God is really good. When you are at what you can consider a low point of your life, He hugs you with this kind of good things to remind you that everything is worth it and that all else will be okay.

Thank you, God.

Only in the Philippines: Kwek-kwek Lovin’

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Kwek-kwek lovin'

 

Here’s a dose of lovely cholesterol. My favorite streetfood next to isaw. I took this photo yesterday. I ate a total of nine kwek-kwek. It’s over-priced in our canteen. In the street, you can buy four of it for ten bucks but on our office, it’s three-for-ten. Demmit.

 

P.S. The only time I put Vinegar in my food is when I eat kwek-kwek.

Spell Odd: m-y-(space)-m-e-m-o-r-y

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There really are things that you will always remember for some reason that even you cannot understand. Weird, I know but not as weird as remembering the birthday of my classmate in grade school, who goes by the name Walton. His birth date is October 10, which was yesterday. Man, I am not even close to the person and never was and no offense meant but it’s not like he is someone special or significant in my life. But I never missed remembering his birthday since I-cannot-remember-when. This made me wonder, if someone, somewhere, remembers something about me too the way I remember Walton’s birthday every year no matter how insignificant I am in his/her life.

First Love Never Dies

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Sometimes, you realize something and it breaks your heart.

 

Okay. I miss dancing. I still want to dance. I want to come back. But the more that I want it… the harder it is to reach. The feeling is like entering a place you know by heart only to find out that nothing there is familiar anymore. I guess I’ve been gone for so long. I don’t know where and how to pick up. I always believed that if I really want it, I’ll find a way to go back. But then, I realized that it’s not always the case. Wanting something so bad doesn’t mean you’ll get it. Not possible especially if you’re not willing to make a sacrifice. You cannot serve two masters at the same time.

 

I tried to find a tangent between dancing and my professional career but it is just so hard. I don’t think I can meet the level of commitment that dancing is going to require from me if I ever decide to go back. And it’s not like I can sacrifice my career for dancing. Reality check. I am not as good as others. There’s no bright future waiting for me in dance. And I need something stable. I need a fallback.

 

For now, I will just keep my faith that my decisions will bring me to the right path. I am not losing hope because my love for dance will never end. No matter what happens, it will always be what it has always been to me - my first love.