Friday, 25 June 2010
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...to love truly, incredibly and ridiculously...
more often than not i find myself mesmerize with the twists and turns in this journey i call life..with every choice i make it is as if new decision and further consequences open up and later only overwhelm me with where i am now and how i ended up like this..i often wonder what it takes for me to sustain the choice to live and to love..others say i must be really strong..but i know deep in my heart that i am not..i tend to curl up and cry everytime i can't bear the hurt..i feel the pain and regrets of how unfair life can be..life is unfair coz i had given my best but still got left behind..
unfair coz i had been true but all i got were lies & false promises..
unfair coz i chose him over everyone else yet he choose another over me..
unfair coz i asked him to stay and he promised he would yet later on walked away..
unfair coz he has moved on yet i'm left here stranded..
...i am not strong because everytime i hit these solid walls, i feel the pain and cry..
..but more often as i look in fear over what looms ahead of me, i find that i must be very brave..coz everytime i fall, yes, i do cry but i go and stand back again..for i have to be brave for myself AND more for that certain soul who would be brave enough to say..
"i choose you and i choose you still.."
that person who is brave enough to stay on the track, never going down the ride..
brave enough to maintain the bond even when it becomes painful to do so..
brave enough to say i will bear the ache of watching you grow up,
or watching you be sick,
of watching you grow old..
..and together we will bear the confusion over what to do,
over how to love each other best..
..and he will love me through the whirlwind, sandstorm or firestorm..
i haven't met this brave soul..or if i have, i must have not yet realized it..
..when people say i am strong, i will say that i am not..because i can not face pain or hurt..i can not stand and force myself to combat all that life has been throwing at me..i am not strong for i am more than what it takes to be strong..
i am brave..
..because i have the courage to face what lies ahead..to look up and say..
there's still that brave soul waiting for me..
to love me truly, incredibly and ridiculously..
i learned one thing today, it takes MORE for a man to be brave than to be strong...
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
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calm...
After crying my eyes out this weekend…everything’s calm now… well, Ponpon would be staying here at the Dubai office. He was the graphic artist before but now he is with another brand and is taking the designer position. *whew* I really thought he’s going to leave…that’d be poor, poor me. But everything’s fine..for now. I’m still waiting for some life joke that would leave me crying and then laugh at it after some time.
Now, what have I been up to the past few months. I’m almost 3 months away from home and everything has been like a roller coaster ride. I dunno what the next bend would be. I stopped planning ahead because everything change the moment I do!! From now on, I would just be leaving my future to someone up there who controls each and everything that’s been happening around me.
I am getting old. I turned 28 last Mar. 6 to which Paolo you didn’t greet me. Not that I expected you to know my birthday but anyway I just wanted to mention it..*teehee*.. 28 is old, right? I wanna have a baby sometime nxt year. To whom and how, I dunno. Hahaha! See I told you I’m not planning anything. If by next year it happens, well then good.. If it doesn’t oh well, the year after nxt year then. I think I’ll pass the stage of dreaming of a nice wedding. Again, if it comes, good..if it doesn’t. I dunno.. hahaha..geesh, 28 yrs old.. that IS old..I am old.. but calm..for now..
Sunday, 14 March 2010
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Is this part of yet another joke?
Yesterday I had one of the most crushing day. Since the boss of the designs department here in our company is being moved to INDIA, some graphic artists are being given the choice to move to India or go home and quit their job. Ponpon is one of those that’s been given that option. Either he goes with his boss to India or go back to the Phils. Ooohhh, sad sad sad… He’s thinking of going to India with his boss but he’s not yet sure...Poor ol’ me would be left here in UAE all by myself… boohoo! I’m not really in the mood to blog today…I have a lot on my mind… why oh why do I hafta be left out again? Do I really hafta pretend I’m strong as others thought me to be? Sometimes, I guess it would be but normal to break down and cry for a while…*sob*
Sunday, 14 February 2010
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..my life has been an ultimate joke...
I miss blogging..not that I have nothing to write about..actually, I got TONS..loads!...oki how do I start..
..it's been really a while..it wasn't really a year but i couldn't believe it's been just 8 mos. since i broke up with my fiance (ex-fiance now)…and haven’t talked much to him since then..
I got to meet and bonded with super dooper old friends..(old meaning, like in childhood…need to clarify just in case he’s still sensitive about the “being old” issue..).
I left my good ol’ company which from my past blog I’ve been working like a maniac…
Christmas passed without me NOT totally enjoying the holidays because the day after Christmas (Dec. 26th) I will be leaving for the UAE…and yes, I am now in a different country working..well, now I’m blogging since factories are closed in China because of Chinese New Year and work has slowed down..oki, to clarify that we are coordinating with China for the samples and production of designs but yes, I am in UAE…stories I’m gonna write later….
I spent my first new year without my family…sad, sad.. I was wishing total strangers a happy new year in our flat (this what they call the condos here)… I tried to be really pessimistic that time and wishing with all my heart that it would indeed be a “happy” new year for me.. I was like, a week away from the Phils and believe me when I say I was sooooo gloomy that time..
I went to Iran for 3 days for my change of status visa from tourist to resident visa..well, it was 3 long miserable days…I had to stay at Kish Island..it is a small island..the beach is beautiful! But we girls HAFTA wear this long robe (yep, up to the ankles!) and have to cover our hair with a cloth they call shella EVERYTIME you are outside…so much for enjoying the sun more so going out to swim…plus there were rumors that filipinas were being kidnapped and raped…so as per my better judgment stayed inside my not so nice cheap hotel room and stayed out of trouble. 3 long days..I made some pretty good friends though..and this count as one heck of an adventure..travelling alone to an unknown island..no mobiles, no wifis.. the island had an old internet shop which you need fall into line and wait for hours (if you’re lucky, it would just be an hour wait..).. you hafta pay 1dirham/min if you’re going to call someone outside the island..the hotel accommodation sucks..as I’ve said it was a cheap one..not that there were any choices..and I stayed there whilst I waited for my resident visa to be faxed to the hotel…it was nerve racking because thoughts like what if the company do not send my resident visa I would be stuck in Iran and can’t go out of the country because I do not have a visa…anyway, I got my visa the day when the hotel decided to change their fax numbers…grrr…everyone was panicky since phone lines and internet were all down at the island..so after a morning’s stressful wait for lines to go up I got my UAE resident visa and got a late night flight back to Dubai…
…so after 3 days of stay in Kish Island I’m back to my work…it didn’t took much adjustments with my work here and the Phils..mainly because it’s the same industry... Garments..designing..but this time I’m not the one who does the design..i’m part of the quality control of my company..but basically it’s the same..there are 8 filos in the company and the rest are of different nationality..mainly, they are Indians but they are okay and nice in their own way..I’m still excited to learn different things from them..oh well, I’ll tell more of them when I’m like 4 or 6 months here already…
hmmm, lemme see what I can tell about the middle east..UAE in particular..i love the lights! J love the weather..more of baguio climate but they say it’s an oven in the summer but hey, I’m enjoying the weather now..Sharjah (that’s where I’m staying..),is one of the emirates of UAE. Dubai and Abu dhabi are mainly the famous emirates. Sharjah is more conservative compared to Dubai which, I guess is more liberated..No liquor in any form, beer, wines you name it, in the groceries here (damn!..) oh well, I guess my tummy won’t get bloated here..there are a lot of filos here..and when I say “a lot” I mean take a dozen steps or so and you’ll see one..at the shops, at the park, at the mall, everywhere..it just feels like home when one “kabayan” smiles at you eventhough you don’t know him or her…I like this place it just doesn’t feel like home but I still like it just the same..
..and yeah, I’m still lucky I have Ponpon with me..it’s just part of my life joke that after I’ve blogged my “farewell” to him and ending it with I’ll see you in a while, here I am with my good ol’ friend…funny that having worked in two companies together for so long here we are: working in the same company (again..), living on the same flat (with a bunch of filos), discovering the ins and outs of UAE, being really independent, cooking dinner after we’re exhausted from work, doing the laundry…funny, it felt like playing house…staying up late to chat and reminisce those days back in the Phils…chatting online eventhough he’s just on the other side of the wall..and with webcam too...other’s thought we were dating..but nah, I’ve known this guy for too long..even heard his deepest darkest secrets…nah..I can’t be beginning to like him..or can’t i?.....
Damn! Life’s a joke…funny that just a few months ago I was trying to book a summer getaway for me..trying to free my schedule for ria’s wedding…trying to look through some island in the Phils where I can have a vacation…so much has been planned but in 2 weeks time..boom! I’m here..
..new work..new friends..new home…new neighbors..new everything..
trying to be strong…trying to be happy…trying not to miss my family…trying not to think that in less than a month it would be my birthday..trying to enjoy each and every adventure life has been throwing at me…trying to stay young…and basically, trying not to fall for my best bud…
My life’s a big joke controlled by my ultimate Prankster up there and I say bring it on!
Thursday, 12 November 2009
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have you ever experienced as if you lived in another dimension for the past couple of days and when you finally get back to your senses it felt like "hey, it's friday?!..what happened the past few days.." it felt like i was possessed this week..possessed with toooo much work and i've been really into it that i haven't been really "living" everyday..i mean, i felt like a workaholic machine during the day and staying at my desk till late and going home just to sleep and then get back up in the morning and be the same work maniac. I remembered that my workmates would just shake their head at me and look at me as if i was a hopeless case, even ditching out lunch and coffee breaks. okay,okay..i have been insanely busy with work and now i have to stop it and just relax (a little..still got tons of work..) and take it easy for today. I would try not to get too busy and blog...yay! not unlike someone out there who i haven't heard for almost a week now..(ahem!) i haven't been kidnapped or dead or out looking for possible boyfriends..which i hope i can find time to do or date maybe..so there, i've explained why i was not visible for the past couple of days. Hey, Pao! your turn, what happened to you?!
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