Mind of a fickle

Back when I was still in grade school, my ambition was to become a civil engineer. Having been exposed to its world (my daddy *lolo* was a CE), my feeling was that I want to follow his footsteps. What with the travels and seeing your handiwork (like the Magallanes overpass - that was one of my daddy's project), it was definitely something I could get into. However, my kuya E told me that if I pursue this dream, I would definitely become more tanned as I was then. Call me vain but that stucked in my mind. Come 6th grade, I have this barkada who has an ate who is learning computers. She told me that her ate can create computer games. Wow! For a 6th grader and for someone with limited experience in gaming (I only played pacman and space invaders in Atari, and of course not to forget the addictive game and watch), I was definitely amazed and attracted to its lures. So, from 6th grade on, it was Computer Science for me. Mind you, being the fickleminded that I am. I almost convin...

Love moves in mysterious ways Sung by: Julia Fordham Who'd have thought this is how the pieces fit? You and I shouldn't even try making sense of this I forgot how we ever came this far I believe we have reasons but I don't know what they are So blame it on my heart Love moves in mysterious ways It's always so surprising When love appears over the horizon I'll love you for the rest of my days But still it's a mystery How you ever came to me Which only proves love moves In mysterious ways Heaven knows love is just a chance we take We make plans but then love demands a leap of faith So hold me close, never ever let me go 'Cause eventhough we think we know Which way the river flows That's not the way love goes Love moves in mysterious ways It's always so surprising When love appears over the horizon I'll love you for the rest of my days But still it's a mystery How you ever came to me Which only proves love moves In mysterious ways Like the ticki...

I just spent two stressful days at home. Frequent calls from work doesn't do justice that I am on child-care leave. Yup, dawter T has been nursing a high grade fever since Monday night. Pre and I were not able to sleep well as we have to constantly check dawter T's temperature as we are both scared that if it reaches 40+ (which it did!), she might go into convulsion or something. With constant prayer, dawter T (now with rashes on her body --- I hope it's just bungang araw ) is now ok. We're still wary, of course. Thank you, Lord! Hopefully, the worst is over! *** Work was work. Early this morning, I got a call from the ISP of one of our clients that he managed to open the ports that we need to connect Lotus Notes to the outside world. Mid morning, Starlight called and bugged me about it. Told him, we're still working on it and that I am on leave. I will do it first thing tomorrow. Na-dah! He doesn't want lah! He wants it done by today! So, two of my...

Few weeks ago, I prayed for humility. And, God gave me the answer today. God impressed on me that He knows everything... sees everything... And, it's not for me to please people, but to please Him. Justice will be served by Him.

Main Entry: tur·moil Pronunciation: 't&r-"moil Function: noun Etymology: origin unknown: a state or condition of extreme confusion, agitation, or commotion This is what I feel these days. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- THANKS to : http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary?book=Dictionary&va=turmoil

My close friend, Mader L, gave birth to a very pretty baby girl, E last Wednesday. We visited them during lunch the next day. E is so cute! Chubby cheeks, pouting lips, and whenever she opens her eyes, it seems to those who looks at her, that she's trying to understand what people are saying around her. Anyways, E's birth story was unexpected . I dunno if I will be able to recount the real story but I hope I do justice with it. E's the third child of Mader L and Ninong Mah. For the first two boys, Mader L, gave birth in the normal way. So, despite her size and all, she's someone whom you'll admire. And of course, this being the third child, we were all hoping that it will be an easy pregnancy for her. It was. Though, photo finish for Baby E for turning at her 38th week. Her 40th week came, cervix still not dilated. But, not quite worried, because during the first two, her experience was to give birth at 40th+ week. Wednesday came. Her OB (also my OB) asked her to co...

Excited pa naman ako. Akala ko totoo na! Hmph! Ang tinutukoy ko ay ang FDW levy na dapat ay bumaba sa $295 from $345 ngayong buwan na ito. PERO indi nangyari! Tsinek ko ang aking bank account at ang dineduct ay $345! Bat ganun? Sa aking pagkabasa, tanda ko ay applicable sa lahat. O mali ba nabasa ko na para sa bagong kumuha lang ng FDW yun? Sayang din ang $50 na yun, pede na idagdag sa sweldo ni Ate A. Hayyy, mapupudpod na naman daliri ko kakatawag sa MOM. *-*-*-* Ok ok, mali pala ako hehehe Sa May idededuct pero ngayong April effective... Wrong mistake!

Sometimes what we say, write or think unknowingly hurt somebody. And then, we'll realize what we did and try to apologize profusely hoping it's not too late. I have always tried to careful but there are times when I become careless. With that, I apologize.

Last April 2, we found out that my blood sugar is at level 3. I was shocked and scared. I don't want to have gestational diabetes! Then, when they measured dawter A, she was 200g bigger than her ate at six months. Wahhhh! (Pahirapan na naman to sa paglelabor!) The thing is last March, I pigged out on sweets. Name it, I think I ate it. From bars and bars of chocolates, pints of ice cream, countless turon, kilos of fruits, hayyyy... Why Oh why? I felt it would not happen to me just because it didn's happen the first time. Now, I am on a diet. I haven't touched a single chocolate bar. I cut down on my carbo. Even fruit juices, I am staying away from. I alight one bus stop before my normal stop and walk all the way home so as to exercise. And all I can say is : it's hard! I wished I haven't pigged out on all those sweets.

Photo taken when my newlywed cousins dropped by in Singapore for their honeymoon. This is at Margaret Drive, hawker center with the best chicken rice! Isn’t she lovely Isn’t she wonderful Isn’t she precious Less than one minute old I never thought through love we’d be Making one as lovely as she But isn’t she lovely made from love Isn’t she pretty Truly the angel’s best Boy, I’m so happy We have been heaven blessed I can’t believe what God has done Through us he’s given life to one But isn’t she lovely made from love Isn’t she lovelyLife and love are the same Life is aisha The meaning of her name Londie, it could have not been done Without you who conceived the one That’s so very lovely made from love The song was composed and sung by Stevie Wonder. I like it a lot! I dedicate it to my dawter T!

We have registered dawter T for Nursery last Friday at Holy Spirit Kindergarten. I was able to get to the school at 8AM. All the students were lined up for the morning assembly. They sang their National Anthem, said their morning prayer (I was so happy coz dawter T will be praying at school) then they sang some religious songs. The school grounds were just ok. Only the basic necessities were there. After the registration, the principal showed me the room for Nursery. Like the grounds, it was just ok. There is a separate room for the pantry where the kids will eat. I almost cried seeing all the kids. I became too sentimental for my own good. I was getting ahead of myself. Imagine, at 3 years old, dawter T will be going to school without me (we went to a playgroup where the parents can accompany the kids). And, now, good friend B and I were commiserating on how to let go our first borns especially the school bus part. Imagine, during the first few days, you are waiting for the school bus...

Last Sunday, I finished reading a Christian fiction book (courtesy of sister C) entitled LEFT BEHIND. It's about the rapture. It was sure scary. Imagine if all your loved-0nes were taken by God and you were left behind to experience all that was written in the book of revelation : World War III, the coming of the anti-Christ, plague, great earthquake and that's to name a few. The thing is, being left behind, without all the catastrophe is painful enough. I, for one, don't want to see my loved-ones' clothes in the bed but without their bodies in it. I don't want them to disappear before my eyes. Don't get me wrong that I don't want them to experience the power of God's love, it is just that --- I want to be with them. After reading the book, I examined my life at the moment. What is it that will make God decide to leave me? Oh, I am not a good person, I am not the Christian that I want to be, I pray for convenience, I am lazy. So many things has hindered ...

My husband calls me "botsok" meaning tabachoy! And, he passed it to my dawter... He didn't really teach her but my dawter, the "gaya-gaya", followed her daddy. Arghhhh! Anyway, here's the story. Yesterday, we bought her this McDonald's happy meal. With the meal came a Hello Kitty make up/mirror kit (but it was a crayon and papers inside). She opened the kit, her daddy said, "whoo, pogi!" Dawter closed it then opened it up again, she said "Chichi naman, whoo, ganda!" Then, she closed it then opened it up for the third time, this time, she said "Mommy naman, whoo, boksok!"

I always find myself not holy during Holy Week here in Singapore. Oh well, I grew up with a notorious religious thus I was expected to abstain from eating pork, chicken and beef during Fridays of the whole Lenten season attend a series of processions starting from Holy Wednesday afternoon til Goof Friday join the Visita Iglesia on Holy Thursday night where we recite the stations of the cross mass on Friday afternoon then dawn procession on Sunday Easter Sunday mass then have to --- Reflect... Reflect... Reflect... Here in Singapore, I don't get to do that all. Yes, we do abstain but there were instances that we ate chicken hehehe. My family started to do #3 since last year but we usually go the churches every Good Friday before we head off for the Good Friday mass. After that, we just "relax" at home. The thing is I didn't feel the mood to reflect. I guess not seeing the senakulo or no continuous religious shows didn't help. Or, maybe it's just me.

I don't know if dawter T has finally grasped the meaning of goodbye. But, I think she had. One instance was when my cousin and her new hubby who lives in the U.S. stopped by here in SG for their honeymoon. When my sister C and I boarded the taxi with them with big suitcases and all. She wailed and wouldn't want me to go inside the cab. Then, today, it was sister C's turn. She's going for a 3 day holiday in Laguna, Philippines. Sister C said that dawter T was just staring at her and her bags. Wouldn't say anything, stoic. Hahaha... I wonder if she feels any kind of loneliness. I wonder if she feels abandoned. After all, earlier, she asked me for her passport! Hehehe...

When I was still pregnant with my first baby, I have been quite insistent about the name Andrea (ganda naman, diba?). First, it's my Lolo's name if he was a girl hehehe (his name is Andres), it's also the middle name of my papa's ate, and I like it coz I can use Andi as the nickname. However, for a valid reason which I can't write, hubby doesn't want it. Oh well, so dawter became Althea. On this second pregnancy, we wanted the baby's name to start with B (A-B-C e!) but couldn't find the right name (some B names are already used by our other friend's babies). So, when we found out we were having a girl, dawter and I started calling the new baby Andi. And, I asked hubby to look for a B name that can be shortened to Andi. I don't want dawter #2 to get mad at me for calling her Brandi or Brenda. Hayyy, it's so hard to choose the right name! One day, hubby called me, he was watching NBA (I can't remember if his team was winning but he was defi...

The death of the pope has triggered different feelings with people. Last Monday, my husband and I were talking about it. He's a Catholic, mind you, but had different beliefs. We talked about the pope and that if there should really be a pope. The pope is the leader of the largest Christian congregation that goes way, way back. Some popes became political as told from our World History books. Some remained the missionary they were. But, I believe that there should still be one... P.S. I first learned how they choose the pope through Dan Brown's book --- "Angels and Demons".

I have different set of friends. From different stages of my life. They came from different walks. Different folks, different strokes. "Ako na yata yung taong maraming best friends..." Let me share them with you. I have an ultimate best friend whom I also call my HUBBY. I share with him almost everything. The thing that I can't share with him is my bathroom (when I say MY, it is really MINE!). Kung pede lang maglagay ng sign na bilog na may palda sa labas ng master's bedroom toilet namin, I think I would have done that. It's not for anything else. Even after 3 years of marriage and 2 years of bf/gf relationship, it's still hard for me to have "bathroom talks" when I am doing number 2. Unlike some people I know na kahit anong "baho", oh well! My other best friend, I grew up with her. She's my tita E. She's my idol! In a lot of ways, in a lot of things! She's the neatest person I know! Yun lang, saksakan ng iyakin mwahahaha pero I...