Wednesday, December 5, 2007
25.. quarter of a century.. Gosh, Im getting old! Feel like Im experiencing the so-called quarter life crisis...
Characteristics of quarter-life crisis may include:
- feeling "not good enough" because one can't find a job that is at one's academic/intellectual level
- frustration with relationships, the working world, and finding a suitable job or career
- confusion of identity
- insecurity regarding the near future
- insecurity regarding present accomplishments
- re-evaluation of close interpersonal relationships
- disappointment with one's job
- nostalgia for university, college, high school or elementary school life
- tendency to hold stronger opinions
- boredom with social interactions
- financially-rooted stress
- loneliness
- desire to have children
- a sense that everyone is, somehow, doing better than you
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Thursday, August 9, 2007
Sagittarius (Nov 22 - Dec 21)[?]
The Bottom Line
Questioning where you are going is always a healthy thing to do. Check yourself.
In Detail
When did you get the idea that having doubt in your life was a bad thing? Sure, it might cause you to pause your progress right in the middle of a nice groove, but questioning where you are going is always a healthy thing to do. So don't hesitate to check yourself today. Even if you're happier than you have ever been, just do a bit of a review of how you're feeling about things. Take your emotional pulse and confirm that you know what you're doing -- and want more.
Thursday, July 12, 2007
it hurts to see you soaring high knowing i can't join you as you explore ethereal skies.. but no matter how high you might fly and wherever the wind may take you, i'll keep watching you from the ground with admiration and hope that at end of day when you're tired and in need of a place to rest your weary wings, there's no other nest you'd want to come home to but my heart.
Monday, June 18, 2007
This blog's is still 'under construction' (may igaganda pa ba?! haha!) but I can't help but write about what happened to me today. I had a funny experience with BALIGANG - a sour fruit that grows in Bicol - it belongs to family of berries or syzygium fruits. It looks like these blueberries but they're darker:
Anyway.. to continue...
I had a very tiring day today. Before I went out this afternoon to go to the Church and the mall, I washed my clothes, cleaned my room and the CR. As usual, I only had biscuits and a mug of Nesvita for my breakfast. I ate lunch after the mass, which is around 4:30 pm, so I was starving.Just outside the Church there were many vendors selling fruits and all sorts of food. I saw two stalls selling baligang. I love eating balgigang - its sour and sweet taste is just so addictive! Well, you bet upon seeing them here in Cebu I longed to buy and eat some. But since I still had to eat lunch at a nearby mall and go to Ayala, I looked past the baligang and hurriedly rode the jeepney.
So, I ate at Robinson's Place and right after I finished eating, I hurried off to the jeepney stop since it's already 5pm. I wanted to be back home by 6:30pm, at least. Unfortunately, I got caught in a heavy traffic buildup caused by a VERY LONG procession. While waiting inside the jeep, I saw fruit vendors along the street and yes you guessed it right, i saw the baligang again! I was so tempted to go off the jeep and buy some baligang but decided not to be so impulsive for that damn fruit!
Okay then, never mind that baligang, I said to myself and patiently waited for the procession to end. Few minutes later, I was in Ayala. Apart from the fact that it's Sunday, there's a sale so it's so crowded. It's a nice place to shop but I just went to the adjacent Metro Gaisano-Ayala mall. Strolled there for about two hours looking for a nice piece of skirt I needed for - never mind, it's another story.
By the way, in Ayala...I saw this girl dancing on top of a box near the display window. I thought she was a manequin. I really got scared thinking that the manequin moved - thank God, I soon realized she's an albino and her skin is as white as a manequin! (FYI, i'm scared of dolls - especially moving dolls and barbies - anyway, this again is a different story.)
So that makes up Wow Mali # 1.
After finding a nice skirt, I decided to go home. While finding my way towards the mall's exit (near the Jeepney terminal), I passed by a food stall selling Shawarma. I bought one as I was starving again. All the nearby benches were occupied; I had nowhere to eat my Shawarma so I decided to take it home instead.
On the way home, my baligang mania started to bug me again. To cut a long story short, I went back to Sto. Rosario Church again and bought baligang. FINALLY, i'm gonna taste baligang again! I was like a preggy woman craving for a particular kind of food, or rather, fruit (sabi nga sa bikol, garu ako nagalihi!).
I bought a cupful of baligang for only P10. The little girl who was tending their food stall was so nice that she gave me extra baligang - you bet I was so happy! :-D
I was smiling while I was walking towards the jeepney. I had a very long day - a fulfilling day, i thought. I accomplished what I intended to do early that day and bought baligang, which I have been itching to do since I saw them! I was about to cross the street when I realized I forgot to ask for salt. My baligang isn't complete without salt! But it's almost 8pm and I was already so tired so I rode the jeepney, thinking I can just buy salt from the nearby karinderya (eatery).
The Church is just a few blocks away from where I live so it didn't take long before I reached the karinderya. I asked the 'boy' tending the store "may asin kayo?" He stared at me as if he can't understand what I was saying so I asked again, "may asin kayo?" He said, "naa" - that's bisaya word for 'meron' (yes, we have). So, I said "pabili ako ng asin." Then he said, "ha?" - he looked puzzled again as if he did not understand what I said. So I asked again "may asin kayo." Then he said "wala" - grrrrrr! haaaay...
I left the karinderya and went to a canteen within the nearby dormitory. Unfortunately it was already closed. I was already so tired - I have a plastic bag and the shawarma in one hand and my handbag and the baligang on the other. But I need to buy salt or else I won't be able to eat my baligang, so I went to another karinderya, just a block away.
Finally, they have salt and they gave it for free! I walked home so happy and very excited to eat my baligang. When I reached home, I immediately ate my sharma and prepared the baligang. I placed them on a bowl, sprinkled enough salt, covered it with a small plate and began shaking it. After a minute of shaking, I took one fruit not minding the dripping violet-colored juice and tadah........... it didn't taste like what I expected. It wasn't sour and it wasn't sweet either. When my mom called, I told her my 'baligang story' and she laughed. She said it must be duhat (java plum or black plum). I searched for it online and yeah, they look almost the same. It was so frustrating but I couldn't help but laugh at myself when I remember all that I've been through just for that fruit!
Anyway.. to continue...
I had a very tiring day today. Before I went out this afternoon to go to the Church and the mall, I washed my clothes, cleaned my room and the CR. As usual, I only had biscuits and a mug of Nesvita for my breakfast. I ate lunch after the mass, which is around 4:30 pm, so I was starving.Just outside the Church there were many vendors selling fruits and all sorts of food. I saw two stalls selling baligang. I love eating balgigang - its sour and sweet taste is just so addictive! Well, you bet upon seeing them here in Cebu I longed to buy and eat some. But since I still had to eat lunch at a nearby mall and go to Ayala, I looked past the baligang and hurriedly rode the jeepney.
So, I ate at Robinson's Place and right after I finished eating, I hurried off to the jeepney stop since it's already 5pm. I wanted to be back home by 6:30pm, at least. Unfortunately, I got caught in a heavy traffic buildup caused by a VERY LONG procession. While waiting inside the jeep, I saw fruit vendors along the street and yes you guessed it right, i saw the baligang again! I was so tempted to go off the jeep and buy some baligang but decided not to be so impulsive for that damn fruit!
Okay then, never mind that baligang, I said to myself and patiently waited for the procession to end. Few minutes later, I was in Ayala. Apart from the fact that it's Sunday, there's a sale so it's so crowded. It's a nice place to shop but I just went to the adjacent Metro Gaisano-Ayala mall. Strolled there for about two hours looking for a nice piece of skirt I needed for - never mind, it's another story.
By the way, in Ayala...I saw this girl dancing on top of a box near the display window. I thought she was a manequin. I really got scared thinking that the manequin moved - thank God, I soon realized she's an albino and her skin is as white as a manequin! (FYI, i'm scared of dolls - especially moving dolls and barbies - anyway, this again is a different story.)
So that makes up Wow Mali # 1.
After finding a nice skirt, I decided to go home. While finding my way towards the mall's exit (near the Jeepney terminal), I passed by a food stall selling Shawarma. I bought one as I was starving again. All the nearby benches were occupied; I had nowhere to eat my Shawarma so I decided to take it home instead.
On the way home, my baligang mania started to bug me again. To cut a long story short, I went back to Sto. Rosario Church again and bought baligang. FINALLY, i'm gonna taste baligang again! I was like a preggy woman craving for a particular kind of food, or rather, fruit (sabi nga sa bikol, garu ako nagalihi!).
I bought a cupful of baligang for only P10. The little girl who was tending their food stall was so nice that she gave me extra baligang - you bet I was so happy! :-D
I was smiling while I was walking towards the jeepney. I had a very long day - a fulfilling day, i thought. I accomplished what I intended to do early that day and bought baligang, which I have been itching to do since I saw them! I was about to cross the street when I realized I forgot to ask for salt. My baligang isn't complete without salt! But it's almost 8pm and I was already so tired so I rode the jeepney, thinking I can just buy salt from the nearby karinderya (eatery).
The Church is just a few blocks away from where I live so it didn't take long before I reached the karinderya. I asked the 'boy' tending the store "may asin kayo?" He stared at me as if he can't understand what I was saying so I asked again, "may asin kayo?" He said, "naa" - that's bisaya word for 'meron' (yes, we have). So, I said "pabili ako ng asin." Then he said, "ha?" - he looked puzzled again as if he did not understand what I said. So I asked again "may asin kayo." Then he said "wala" - grrrrrr! haaaay...
I left the karinderya and went to a canteen within the nearby dormitory. Unfortunately it was already closed. I was already so tired - I have a plastic bag and the shawarma in one hand and my handbag and the baligang on the other. But I need to buy salt or else I won't be able to eat my baligang, so I went to another karinderya, just a block away.
Finally, they have salt and they gave it for free! I walked home so happy and very excited to eat my baligang. When I reached home, I immediately ate my sharma and prepared the baligang. I placed them on a bowl, sprinkled enough salt, covered it with a small plate and began shaking it. After a minute of shaking, I took one fruit not minding the dripping violet-colored juice and tadah........... it didn't taste like what I expected. It wasn't sour and it wasn't sweet either. When my mom called, I told her my 'baligang story' and she laughed. She said it must be duhat (java plum or black plum). I searched for it online and yeah, they look almost the same. It was so frustrating but I couldn't help but laugh at myself when I remember all that I've been through just for that fruit!
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