Waiting

Each passing day ends and begins with a sigh. For each morning signals a beginning of another endless dream while each night is another futile attempt at consoling a weary soul. How could time be so dawdling when one needed it to be running fast? How could time pass and leave with just a memory that wouldn’t last?

If time is a distance, then walking around the world wouldn’t matter at all. What happens, what has transpired and what might occur will surely be destinations worthy of an endless voyage. But it is not. Instead, it’s a drift of intangible moments. Moments that will never be the same again. So every second shouldn’t go to waist. Every minute is treasured. For they will never happen again. And these are nostalgic souvenirs of two random souls.

When minutes slid into hours and hours into days, a repertoire of keepsakes are vaulted and kept safe. Only are these wonderful trinkets visited and reminisced in the coming vast expanse of solitary days and lonesome nights as a soul waits for the fulfillment of a yearning. And although waiting comes with this painstaking effort of patience in enduring the listless flow of time, until that fateful day is within reach, here you’ll find a soul shall wait.

Inside A Mind of A Modern Woman

If I like my nails colored in RED and my lips painted with the same color, it does not mean I am a whore or someone whose very job is selling what's "down under" for money. The color looks good on me. So, if I were you, mind your own business.

If I like my shorts and skirts SHORT, don't you dare say I am asking for it. I am not exposing any private part from my waist down so, beat it and stop drooling like a rabid dog, you pervert!

If I like my dresses SEXY and a bit REVEALING, it does not automatically signify that I am cheap. I have the right to wear any piece of clothing man has ever made and designed as you have the right to eat, breathe and live. My little black dress would neither cause a war nor a catastrophe so, stop looking at it like it's a curse form hell. I know how to dress myself within the bounds of decency and morality. And I dress according to what the occasion calls for.

If I like to put on my MAKE-UP and look GOOD, it does not mean that my face is the only thing that I could offer. Those expensive palettes and the effort putting them on boosts my confidence on the darkest hours of my life while facing the most demanding and nasty creatures ever created.

If I strut with my killer HEELS on; NO, it does denote that I am a hooker getting late for an "appointment". Those painstaking heels help me achieve a good posture. It makes me look graceful while I balance myself in an upright position.

If I go out in my COUTURE-LIKE ENSEMBLE and my COIFFURE, it does not indicate that "what you see is what you get." There is more to me than meets your eye.

If I go out and have a little FUN, don't you even think that that is all I can do. I work hard but, I party harder. I deserve a break from all the stressors I get to face on a daily basis.

If I am being FRIENDLY, don't you dare think that I am being FLIRTY. They are two different words. Go check the dictionary so that tiny and prehistoric brain of yours could learn something.

If I want to FLIRT, do not get the idea that all I want to do is to have sex with any guy I meet in the soonest possible time. Flirting a little spices up things but, I am in control and I am way ahead of you in the game that we are playing.

If I am comfortable with my SEXUALITY, do not get me wrong. Sexuality encompasses an individual's gender identity and expression and not just the sexual behavior, preferences and orientation.

If I SAY what's on my MIND, it does not imply that I am tactless or that I am a nagger. I have a voice that needs to be heard. And you are either deaf because you can't hear me or maybe you're just narrow-minded.

If I ASK too many questions, it does not stand for "BLONDE DUMB WOMAN". First and foremost, I am not blonde. Second, I am intelligent. And third, my curios and brilliant mind feeds my intelligence.

If I KNOW what I WANT and have my way to it; honey, it does not connote that I am a hardheaded spoiled brat. I work my ass out to earn what I have and be where I want to be.

If I DEPEND on myself, it does not mean that I am a lone wolf. I am INDEPENDENT and I do not rely on those people who clearly just can't get the job done.

If I want a MAN'S work, do not give me that "you're a woman and you can't do this" sexist declaration. I am a woman and I am as capable as you are. Do not look down on me. I may be the person you need to get the job done.

I am a WOMAN living in the twenty-first century. But don't you dare see a weakling. I speak. I think. I fight. While feeling and looking good.

Serendipity

Things happen for a reason.

There is no coincidence or pure luck. For what will be done, will be done even in the smallest intended act. For what should be said, should be said even in the slightest whisper of words. What is meant to be will be.

The entire universe conspires to bring forth a significant memento of life in a blink of an eye and before you know it, a revelation of transformation.

No matter how random a circumstance might appear, it is not trivial or inconsequential for there is a chain that links every single thing in this world. Newton said it perfectly. "For every action there is an equal but different reaction."

It is not by chance that a person dies. He will not die in vain for his death might become a catalyst for change or perhaps the courage that fuels unity and freedom.

It is not by chance that a child is born. His birth is not insignificant for there will always be a meaning to life. He might live to be the liberator of the oppressed, the hope of the desperate or perhaps the mind behind the remedy of the sick.

It is not by chance that two lives intertwine. No man is an island. There will always be the other half that completes him. A lover, a friend, a sister, a father or a child that becomes the ultimate reason for his existence. A person that makes the journey through life worthwhile.

It is not by chance that I met you. I may not know now why fate brought you to me. This may or may not be the making of a love story. But if I'll live to see my hair turned gray and I find myself sitting on the front porch looking after my grandchildren, I would like to look back at our memories and find out why you came along and why people call it Serendipity.

Huli Kang Trust Issue Ka!

Yan ang hirap sa mga taong may TRUST ISSUES, may sarili silang version ng katotohanan.

So, bakit ka pa mag-e-explain 'di ba? Kung alam mo naman na kahit gaano mo sabihn ang totoo eh 'di rin naman sila maniniwala. Para kang tanga. Magsasabi ka ng totoo pero 'di ka naman pala pakikinggan. Pano eh masyado silang busy sa kanilang "web of truths". Kaya ikaw, matuto kang tanggapin na yung sayo eh "web of lies". Bongga! Gagamba ka na ngayon. And speaking of gagamba, kasing liit ng isang gagambang bahay ang mararamdaman mo kapag kinonfront ka na ng mga taong may trust issues. 'Yung tipong sila na lahat ang may karapatang magsalita at ikaw ang tanging karapatan mo lang ay tumahimik. You have the right to remain silent. Lawyer please!!

'Eto pa. Pag ang taong may trust issue eh magtatanong aba eh aakalain mong nsa NBI ka for questioning. Kaya kung ako sa'yo maghanap ka na ng abogado mo at wag na wag kang magsasalita dahil anything you say or do can and will be held against you in a court of law. Bang! Nosebleed sa Miranda Warning ang show mo. Kaya kung ako sa'yo, ito ang sasabihin ko; "I swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. So help me God." Ano daw????

Pagkatapos ng mahabang usapan eh kunyari tatahimik sila. (Take note, wag kang mag-interfere sa kanilang declamation speech dahil lalong mag-iinit ang mga ulo ng mga 'yun. Gusto mo World War 3?) So, syempre cue mo na yun magsalita kasi kung di ka magsasalita, ibig sabihin totoo ang sinabi nila at sila na ang tama. So ibig sabihin ikaw na ang mali at ikaw na ang salarin. Hala ka! Ipapapulis ka na nila! Pero ang nakakawindang eh kung magsasalita ka o mag-e-explain ka eh syempre ang dami mong sasabihin 'di ba? Kasi nga you'll go through even the smallest detail. (Ganyan kasi ang mga taong may trust issues, ultimo tinga mo sa ngipin nakikita nila) Kapag ginawa mo yun, they'll take it as guilty ka kasi you are being defensive. Wow lang ah? Ano ba talaga kuya? Ang gulo no? Tumahimik ka man o hindi ganung usapan rin ang lalabas. Ikaw pa rin ang may kasalanan! Hala sige time mo na to para sabihin ang mga katagang; "Wala po akong kasalanan. Maniwala po kayo mamang pulis!", "I did not kill anybody!" at "Inosente po akong tao! I am not guilty!" Pero sad to say, kahit magplead ka ng "not guilty" eh ang verdict mo eh "guilty as charged". I-li-Lethal injection ka na! Parang nasa China ka lang no?

Kaya para matahimik na ang mga kaluluwa ng mga taong may trust issues, isa lang ang dapat mong gawin. BE TRANSPARENT. Yung tipong lahat ng gagawin mo eh alam nila. Paghinga, pagdumi, pagligo, pagkain, pagpalit ng napkin (sa babae), pag-inom ng alak este tubig pala, pagkasama ang barkada, pagkasama ang pamilya, pag nagsimba, pag nagpunta ng mall, pag may katext na iba, pag may kausap na iba, pag nananaginip sa gabi, pag nahilik sa pagtulog at kung anu-ano pa. Wala kang magagawa. Kelangan mong gawin 'to lalo na kung MAHAL mo ang isang taong may trust issues. Patay! LOVE na. At kung ayaw mong bumangon sa pagkakahimlay ang kaluluwa ng kanilang mga pagdududa, wag ka magsisinungaling or else masasabihan ka talaga ng tumataginting na; "GO TO HELL!" este "Liars go to hell." pala. At higit sa lahat wag ka magpopost ng picture na akma mong iinumin ang baso ng beer habang 'di ka nakatingin! Dahil kahit nagkamali ka lang sa pagpulot ng baso dahil 'di ka nga nakatingin eh tandaan mo "A picture paints a thousand words." At sa susunod tignan mo ang baso na hawak mo! 'Wag ka masyado tsismosa madam! Tumingin-tingin ka naman.

Tsismosa ka kasi. Tsk!

♪♬Tumingin ka man sa akin♬♪ AY MALI PALA! ♬♪Lumayo ka man sa akin at ako'y iyong limutin masakit man sa damdamin pilit pa rin titiisin♪♬ Tagay pa mga 'pre!

I thank you. Bow.