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Sunday, August 30, 2009

August in one breath

Title: August in One Breath


Dear Diary

I was doing up a new blogskin but it turned out less than ideal - it was late - oneish in the morning therefore I decided to make do until I spot something better.

The turnout of events have been more or lees mundane.... dinners, drinks, movies, Yoga, shopping and etc.... this month there were more socializing activities since it is my month-long break from evening classes. I am kind of addicted to these risotti and paella dishes these days....you can guess where I have been dining of late! So many of my close friends' birthdays fall within this month. I love Leos and Virgoes.

Work .... I realize I shall not discuss it too much here. It would be tiresome for those who do not know the inner workings, and too much information for those who are within the organization. I have been selected to be part of the Recreational Club. Hmmm.....




On other  nights free, I have been able to fine-tune on my fashion projects - though to my utter regrets I did not get to do much writing. 

Disturbing things have been happening - I need to walk out of this circle so I can get the peace that I need- inner and outer. A lot of our ailments and troubles are often psychological and self-induced. More often than not, they topple our sense of balance and we start imagining illnesses like itchiness, physical pains and emotional burdens etc. We need to develop a sense of well-being to be healthy in totality...  I need to mediate more. Need to exercise more. All that French and Italian food are starting to show on me again.



A lot of natural disasters have been occurring around the world of late. Do you believe they are linked to misdeeds of the people or country itself? Do you believe that Mother Nature does paybacks too, as well? I would retaliate too, if I were Her.



Like how every human who inflicts pain and causes harm to another deliberately, should be dealt with equally.

I know.... I am vindictive... but don't religious teachings preach the doctrine of "helping those who help themselves first" as well?



I miss the days of technology-free lives so dearly. The days of pen-pal letters exchange, the days of enjoying entertainment outside of the phone, TV or internet. You know, gathering together under the stars to talk and drink? Shopping should not be part of virtual reality.  I have an article all about the loathings of modern technology...oh well. We have come this far it would not be possible to turn back time to a technology-free zone.



Friends... they come and they go. Only a handful stays throughout our lives... But the important thing is, we should never stop making new ones. There is a thing called Fate that slowly brings people together.... destinies written in the stars long ago. Star-crossed friends. Beware the enemies though..... .... ....



Do we truly know how we look like in life? I do not know.. like a friend, *Charmaine once mentioned, that the face we see in our mirrors always seem to differ from the us in photographs. I told her it might be the lighting or angle... but it is not untrue.  More often than not, the way we view ourselves tend to differ from how others view us. Even physically...   Perhaps that is why some people can have odd eyes, swollen face and clefts on cheeks and still think they look beautiful. And vice versa.   Often, the idea of beauty varies from individual to individual as well... Those who enjoy sweet, soft beauty would go for women with round faces, soft, pale features and gentleness. Those who enjoy dark, sensuous beauty would go for women with defined bone structure, colder dispositions and deeper connection. Those who enjoy atheletic beauty would go for au-natural clothes, makeup, fuss-free appearances and simplicity.

I think I talked too much in this entry. It is time to retreat to deeper, calmer waters for relaxation. I shall see you again on the next full moon. Till then.

Au revoir




Saturday, August 01, 2009

Trailing after July

Title: Trailing after July


Dear Diary

The trend of me writing about July after feeling August's hot breath upon my face ....still precedes.  I just cannot seem to write about the events of a month within this month itself. I seem to be trailing after memories all the time....  I guess this might be due to the fact that I am still updating my hardcopy diary - i..e. the quill and parchment variety - more diligently.

July was busy. Work has taken a turn for the worse - the gap between my pay and my workload is stretching further and further apart. Were it not for the fact that my Deities were the Ones approving of this job in the first place- the "diving under currents during a financial tsunami" theory, and the fact that I am awaiting graduation.... I would have went back to an industry that churns better payouts. While this is a rich learning ground, it is tiring attending masquerade parties on a daily basis.

I have one more trimester left till graduation. Just in time for Christmas.

Despite the busy workload and studies/exams, I have managed to squeeze in time for meeting up with *Priscillia, a short, fun beach trip with friends, shopping trips with colleagues and *Charmaine (the latter was our memorable visit to the huge new mall that turned out disappointing) and a mild Bachelorette dinner for a lovely "Queen" Latifah. It is always good catching up. There are more to come.

I do not understand why - someone can tell you he loves you over and over, but the one thing he knows you are perpetually upset by - he would not eliminate. He would watch me endure those long journeys, watch me get upset by utter humiliation, watch us fight over this same issue time and again. And now even my younger brother is going to get what on beau is supposed to have gotten three years ago - and mon beau is still searching. It is one thing to be lazy and un-resourceful. It is another thing when, someone provides all the resources to facilitate smooth purchases, but the purchaser is still passive. One day, these small disappointments shall accumulate and turn into hatred. I dont know how much more I can endure, on this issue that makes me feel so .....cheated.

And then perhaps, he would understand why I dont want to be friends should we break up because of this issue.

Lately, I am hooked to "The Poe Shadow" by Matthew Pearl. I love the Poe mystery, and the elegant, gentlemanly self-narrative tone of the lead character.  I also love Vangelis' album.

Yesterday, it was the first time I discovered I could surf the net from my mobile phone. Out of boredom, I hit on the Google button on  my LG phone. To my amazement, it connected me to a browser, and I could even blog from there. It was tempting, but I did not succumb.