Inspiration(s) Part I: the super fuel of them all
I have to admit it, I am not that vocal when voicing out my appreciation to those who deserve it. Especially nowadays when I have all but become a recluse – an anti-social person as my aunt would say. I denied it, of course. But somehow I think I am turning into one.
Hah! Me? Anti-social? Puhleeze!! Could I be? Naaahhh… could i? hehehe well, I hope not. 
Anyway, out of a self-therapy I have put myself through, today is appreciation/appreciation day. And first inspiration I would like to share are.. well, who else? But my darlings… 
my baby frankie – uber kulit n entertaining… now, if he does not inspire you to move more and be young.. i dont know what will..
my other baby, sophie – ahhh “the terror”.. honestly, she drives me to my hair-tearing point. but she is a sweetie.. and she never gets mad at me.. no matter how irate i must be sometimes.
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*sigh* i think i would have hung myself on a tree earlier if these two were not here making sure i kept my head up.
Because I just don’t
What would you do if one day you woke up and you realized that you have trust issues?
A sad thought, really… trust is a must. Because if there is a tear in the trust, then all protection and hope of achieving happiness is a lost cause. Seriously.
Riding the motorcycle yesterday, while on my way to the old creaky house where all sad memories lie, I realized that somehow I must have dropped “trust” along the way. Sad to say, I have no idea where I dropped it and under what circumstances did I manage to lose that important thing. It was probably during that cold night when mother dear and I chose to explore the great grandmamma in depth. Yeahp… I think that was it. Or it could be that instance – two years ago – when somebody sold me out to the dragons. I will never know. All I know is that I have lost it and I need to get it back. But it is harder – that getting it back part – than losing it, isn’t it?
I do not know what to do next, honestly. A part of me is suggesting that I go see a psychiatrist. Hmmm.. maybe I should. One of these days… or maybe my cousin would do? She’s been talking with people at the asylum lately, maybe she would do to counsel me.
Raindrops and musings and whispers of breezes
I’ve had a lot of time to think about… about the way it used to be. So many things have changed and I thought it was fine with me. Somehow these damn thoughts filtered through the bliss I thought I was filled with. It poisoned my mind, and threatened my security.
I started from being that flat tire leaning on the wall staring at everybody while waiting for myself to bloat up. I did, anyway, in some other sense and so I started rolling. Being without force or direction, I went one way, and found myself headed back. Confused, directionless, clueless, moving in circles. And then it hit… I stopped and dropped flat on the hard asphalt road.
Somebody with soft hands helped me up and moved me onto the side of the road.. away from the maddening crowd. He dusted me off and told me to be patient. He said that I should not rush things as they will reveal themselves in due course… I nodded in belief, still shaken by the events that just transpired. Needless to say, I think I might have stocked those wise words at a shelf marked, “valuable treasures – do not open unless necessary.” Bad move. I agree.
I had been able to move since then, at a steady pace, if I may add. Up until a few months that is. That was when a respected mentor suddenly became a screaming baby-shaped root and scattered bits of shrapnel on my path. Since then, my tire has been blown – again – but good to say that I am having it fixed. Something tells me that somehow I was meant to hit one or two of those shrapnels… just probably a shove after the numerous pushes I have had to make me reflect on those words once received. And now, as I sit, once again by the side of the road, edging out for movement, I plaster those words inside my head. “in due time…” a shorter version of words that would more or less change one’s life.
The daredevil in me tried to speed things up… neglecting what’s most important – my family. For now, they are back in the forefront of everything. I just hope I do not lose my way again.
boredom kills but photos are much more interesting
see.. this is what you get when somebody is vacuuming the company “lawn” and you are forced evicted from your little nooks. hehehe… early birds get the smiles. 
left to right: Sir Iggy, Daphy Duck, Laybelen, Reygen the Patronus, ehn2, moi, ibby da wibby
Same people above… except that Chrissie PooH has now joined us (far left)
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I believe that there is absolutely no reason for anybody to stop smiling. Despite all the BS that life throws us.. may it be a babyish prison guard, a dementor, or souls who try to drag us to the pits of hell.. A laugh and the company of friends can always freeze hell over.
I shall be writing more soon.. promise!
Vanessa Anne Hudgens
See, I like her… hehehe maybe it is because she is half Filipino? Well, that is partially the reason. But i simply think she looks pretty.
I just think it is a shame that those nud3 pix of her came out. Seriously, I understand that sometimes one might feel like taking special pictures for that special person. Hey! It is a free world. Besides, i bet she is not the only person who does things like this… It simply is unfortunate that somebody thought it would be nice to share special pictures like that.
Bad judgment – YES. But she did apologize, and that is pure plus points in my POV. I never heard somebody who has their S3X Tape out or nud3 pix out who did that previously, instead, I heard some even sold it. hihihi…
Hey, people make mistakes… and some people need to get hit HARD before they realize that what they did was pretty stupid, especially if you are a somebody.
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To Miss Vanessa Hudgens: I honestly hope that something like this does not happen again. 
There’s no business like show business! If you are living in that world, you have to at least make yourself a bit foolproof. Good luck in your ventures!!
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.: I know… shhhh.. I have been reading gossip and entertainment shows too much.. :.
