Clean Slate

 

New year. The long awaited time came for me to start the year right. 2013 has not been very good to me I must say. It was in fact the most traumatic wherein lessons were learned the hard way. I had my share of regrets I can't turn back time though to straighten things up.

 

12:01 when everyone was busy celebrating the start of 2014 with fireworks and food and festivities, I was inside the sleeping quarter of my office silently uttering a prayer of thanksgiving to GOD for everything the past year has given. It wasn't a smooth ride, it was a roller coaster one actually. A ride I badly wanted to forget. Yet amongst it all, I am still thankful for all the lessons learned, the broken heart, the betrayed trust, and the awakened fairytale not to mention the prince turned coward running with his horse when my castle collapsed.

 

I thank God for the pain he allowed coz it made me stronger. I thank Him for the broken trust, coz I learned who my real friends are. I thank Him for the betrayal coz it taught me to be cautious. I thank him for the lessons learned the hard way coz it will forever remind me not to do the same mistake again.

 

Now that the new year has come. It is like a new chapter for me. New memories to make. My heart is not completely healed yet. It's still on process. But soon enough I will be completely okay.

 

I promised myself to start anew. I refuse to think about him. Every memory of him is associated with pain and betrayal. I will start all over again. I promise I will be much better, much stronger than my old self.

"No, this is not the beginning of a new chapter in my life; this is the beginning of a new book! That first book is already closed, ended, and tossed into the seas; this new book is newly opened, has just begun! Look, it is the first page! And it is a beautiful one!” JOYBELL C.

Back to my old self

Standard. 

The word that has been bothering me today. In my own definition it is quite broad and technical to explain. Let's just say I've been a strict compliant  way back when curfews has to be followed, grades has to be maintained, family should always be a priority, and so on and so forth. I reckon being my old judgemental, idealistic self,  I used to be proud setting and aiming some realistic goals to my self and to others. Work must be exceptional and deadlines met before due.

 

My standards served me well. I am until now respected and known for such principle. It wasn't a smooth ride though.
As I grew older,  counting the numbers left before I reach the end of the calendar days, I kinda realized that most my playmates, classmates, colleagues, are into the marriage thing-y. Diving in the pool of loneliness I recalled one conversation I had with my college friend  before we graduated,

 

Her: Why is that you seem to be so picky with guys?
Me: I dunno.
Her: you know the problem with you? Your standards are too high no guy could ever reach it. That's why no one dares.

 

That statement got stuck on one corner of my stupid brain. Yeah, I did stick to my so called standard till I passed 25. Then came 26. Oh no! Im getting older.

 

So yes, my judgment got better of me at one point in my life I did settle for sub standard. At last, fairytale for me. At least I won't be in one corner just listening when every girl in the room has something to say about romances and escapades. And the rest was history.

 

To make the long story short, after those make believe and happily ever after, I'm now back to once upon a time. 

 

My lesson?? I should've stick to what I was taught. That fairy tales never really exist. There is no such thing as Neverland where you think of wonderful thoughts then you'll find yourself up in the air. Reality hurts. Life is always unfair. Either you deal with it or you get trampled upon.

 

After all the heartaches, and betrayal, and pain so paralyzing, I came to settle with one thing. I don't need to lower my standard for a guy to love me. If he's worth it, he will find no difficulty in winning my heart. I don't need a Prince who roams around till he hears my voice that'll draw his attention. I want a knight who'll climb the tallest tower and demolish bridges just to prove that I'm worth fighting for.

 

 

Lump in my throat

"You're letting me go?"

She curled her upper lip, her expression painfully bitter as she took a step back from him.

"Apparently,...I never had a hold of you."

She turned down sharply, and without another word striding down the street into nowhere.

She never once looked back and that was a good thing. If she had, he'd have seen her crying real tears for the first time in a long time, and he would have known that she'd lied. And lied big.

For anyone who saw her, knew they were watching a heart in the process of it breaking. =(

I WILL MISS YOU

Like a comet pulled from orbit,

As it passes a sun. Like a stream that meets a boulder, 

Halfway through the wood. 

Who can say if I've been changed for the better? 

But because I knew you, I have been changed for good 

 

It well may be, 

That we will never meet again, 

In this lifetime. 

So let me say before we part, 

So much of me, Is made of what I learned from you. 

 

You'll be with me, Like a handprint on my heart. 

And now whatever way our stories end, I know you have re-written mine, 

By being my friend... 

 

Like a ship blown from its mooring, 

By a wind off the sea. 

Like a seed dropped by a skybird, In a distant wood. 

Who can say if I've been changed for the better? 

But because I knew you, 

Because I knew you, 

I have been changed for good.

 

~Stephen Schwartz

 

 

... Renovated Heart

I was never proud of my past. If given the chance to change it, I will. I've known the Lord almost all my life. I've been raised in Sunday School where I learned being a christian and gave me life to serve since I was a kid. Yet too many times I stumbled, I failed, I ran away. Too many times I put my faith in jeopardy and shamed the cross I've sworn to carry.

Impatience took the best of me, I made the biggest mistake of my life. Jumping out of God's hands and plans for me. Giving my heart to someone not even worth. Totally forgetting that He has plans for me and my future. I turned my back from everything I believed in. Leaving my cross behind for something cheap and useless.

Yet too many times I shamed the cross, His forgiveness is always there. Turning point came when I had my heart not only broken, but shattered into a million pieces I can't figure out how to put it back. How stupid of me to trust myself doing my own thing. As I recall my sins committed, all I can utter is a silent prayer of thanksgiving for another chance. Another life. I know I am forgiven. This time no turning back.

I walked away countless times, yet I was forgiven over and over. I was God's prodigal daughter. The rebel. But He loves me too much I can't afford to hurt Him again. I gave Him all the pieces left of me for the promise of restoration. Never again will I let myself fall from His hands cause this time I asked Him to hold it tight and hold me close.


"...I WANT TO BE KNOWN AS THE 28 YEAR OLD WHO IS FOOLISHLY IN LOVE WITH A PRINCE SHE CAN'T SEE. I WANT TO REJOICE WHILE HOLDING THE ROSE OF SINGLENESS, EVEN WHEN MY HANDS BLEED FROM ITS THORNS. I WANT TO RESIST THE URGE TO ENVY THE PAIRS GROWING IN THE MIDDLE OF MY NEIGHBORS GARDEN. I WANT TO BE ROOTED IN THE SIMPLE TRUTH THAT UNRIPENED PAIRS TASTES LIKE LIES AND LINGERING LONELINESS. I WANT TO PUT JESUS ON MY BULLET WOUND AND CLING TO HIS HEART WRENCHING HOPE BECAUSE HE WAS KIND ENOUGH TO BE A BAND-AID WHEN HE SHOULD HAVE STAYED KING.."

Q8 throwback

There's that feeling again. Way way back I resented, even hated that place too much I told myself I'm never gonna go back. Yet the saying is true, whatever you hate usually becomes a part of you. It has been lately that I've been feeling homesick towards some territory totally different from my norm and beliefs.

I was never a racist and I will never be. No matter how difficult it may seem to work in a foreign country, I have learned to be adaptive with their lifestyle, culture, food, language, and people.

Kuwait is my second "home". I miss the culture of greeting everyone with peace ( Asalamu-alaaykum) and the politeness of the people greeting you back though you may not even know each other by name. I miss the night life where everyone is almost out by night and drooling during the day. I miss the food, the abundance they even have more than enough to share to anyone. I miss the family gatherings, the Eid, the fasting, the everyday chimes of all the churches (masjid) to remind the time for prayer.

I miss the horrible heat during summer and terrible cold on winters. I miss talking to other people from any country in Arabic. I miss the I-CANT-BELIEVE-YOU`RE-PINAY look on the faces of my fellow countrymen when all the while I'm often mistaken as either Nepalese, Korean, even Chinese.

 I miss playing basketball with Kuwaiti school kids. I miss just staring at the sky counting how many planes and jets are passing all in broad daylight. I miss my Hindi and Sri Lankan friends who taught me to adapt with the environment. I miss the yesterdays.

I miss ya dadoo. Intay habibi Mali. One day I'll see u again. Aheb ya wayeed.

Someday soon I'm gonna set foot on my second home again. If given the chance, very soon I will.

... on the edge...

... cold morning.. and working while your sick is no fun at all. I was already used to the fact that I'm pushing myself to the limits of working till I'm dead tired. But being workaholic is my way of getting my mind cleared off of some debris I've been wanting to get rid of.

The talk I've had with Vebs is being constantly replayed in my mind. The fact that we are no different with our walk and our past...tackling the issue of forgiveness when you've been hurt too bad all you can think of is, Why in the world when you don't even deserve such?

There are times when we badly wanted to move on and we let time to pass by, we think that time really heals all wounds. We believe that we were able to move on. Yet, one day you'll realize when another action has been executed by that same person whether intentionally or not, is tempting you to recall what has been done.

 Damage. Irreversible like an incurable disease that'll plague your life more just than a scar.When all the while you think you are fine, all the skeletons hidden in your closet will instantly resurface giving you a hard blow in the gut. 

I've given much than I should have. I lost much than I deserve. Yet I'm moving on as I'm expected. 

One thing more, and I'm praying hard for this... 

That I'll be able to forgive totally and completely, more than what I'm capable of.

fairytale indeed..

....torrent of tears...yes, i'm trying to stop it... when you are filled with constant haunting of thoughts and run around of alot of mem'ries you try to stay away from...fact is, there is no turning back now..

.......separate lives in a few weeks..yes, im strong enough now to handle it...

.....................when all the while you thought your world is a fairytale.

QUESTION now is...

.........WHAT HAPPENED TO PIXIE DUST???

...LITTLE FACTS

1.  I hate surprises. Don't ask me why..i just hate it. 

2.  I'm scared of spiders. (I love spiderman though..lol) 

3.  Photography is my passion. 

4.  I'm a bookworm...Im a wide reader...I love books! (...extravagant spender of such.) 

5.  I love watching movies. 

6.  I never outgrew fairytales and barney. 

7.  I love scrapbooking.

8.  I cook so I like guys who loves to eat.

9.  I'd like a guy who can play an instrument and sing. 

10.  I'm detailed in each and every way. 

11.  TIME IS GOLD for me. ( i don't like being late...i hate to be the one waiting..and I hate to let people   wait for me as well..) 

12.  I LOVE SUNSETS. 

13.  I love roadtripping.. 

14.  I'm not fond of ice creams and cotton candy's. 

15.  I hate "HAIRY". LOL 

16.  I love trampolines! 

17.  I love kids, toddlers, babies~!!! 

18.  I blog. 

19.  I'm a travelbug. 

20.  I like backpacks and colored socks. 

21.  Extravagant on perfumes and scents.

22.  I'm a coffee addict. 

23.  I hate cats! 

24.  I've been wearing a wedding ring since I was 21 yrs old. 

25.  I'm a fan of Arab and Hindi cuisines. 

26.  I'm workaholic.

27.   I don't usually like eating fishballs and street foods. 

28.  IF-YOU-THINK-YOURE-SMART-THEN-PROVE-IT type. 

29.  Inquisitive by nature. ( i ask, ask and ask) 

30.  I am a competitive type (...with myself, with school, or even at work)

...missin' mieyah!!

.... On lunch. Alone. It's during this wee hours in the morning where me and my buddy Mei usually spends time after some stressful calls half a shift time. My tummy is rattling screaming for something yet I was kinda used to the idea of sharing a meal or two with a friend.

It's been a week since our account moved some if its agents to a different line of business and most of my pals where included. Life again. We just have to learn that nothing is permanent in this world.

I miss the fact that there are things we usually do like some coffee somewhere after work, or heading off for some spa or scrub, or just a simple window shopping to ease some stress. I miss the times where at her very young age I can talk to her like just about anything. I miss the insights and since we are of different temperament I tend to learn things which us not pretty normal for me.

I miss you meiyah dude. I have no one to share my lunch with anymore. =(

(#itsagurlthingy#)

TWENTY THREE!

   

• 1. What is more difficult for you, looking into someones eyes when you are telling someone how you feel, or looking into someones eyes when they are telling you how they feel? 

  A: ...telling them how I feel I guess. I tend to be more blunt and straight forward most of the times.

• 2. Think of the last time you were REALLY angry. WHY were you angry? Do you still feel the same way?

  A: ... don't wanna talk about it. I try not to remind myself of any negative emotion and I do not like saying anything nasty to anyone esp. if somehow I've been hurt by anyone I love..I'm rather good with hiding my emotions.

• 3. You are on a flight from Honolulu to Chicago non-stop. There is a fire in the back of the plane. You have enough time to make ONE phone call. Who do you call? What do you tell them? 

  A: My MOM and SISTERS. They know how much I love them. I'll tell them if I wont survive then I'll see them in heaven.

• 4. You are at the doctor’s office and he has just informed you that you have approximately one month to live. Do you tell anyone/everyone you are going to die? What do you do with your remaining days? Would you be afraid? 

  A: I don't think I will be afraid. For sure I'll be sad. Yet I'll pray for a miracle and yes I'll tell those I love.

• 5. You can have one of the following two things. Which do you choose? Why? Love and Trust. 

  A: TRUST. You can Love without Trusting, but you cannot Trust without Loving.

• 6. You are walking down the street on your way to work. There is a dog drowning in the canal on the side of the street. Your boss has told you if you are late even once more, you are fired. Do you take the time to save the dogs life? Why or Why not? 

  A: I don't think so. Priorities I must say. 

• 7. Would you rather be hurt by the one you trust the most or the one you love the most? 

  A: ...been through both..trust me i'd rather not talk about it.

• 8. Your best friend confesses that he/she has feelings for you more than just friendship. He/she is falling in love with you. What do you (or did you) do/say? 

  A: ...Did that mistake once. I regretted it.

• 9. Think of the last person who you know that died. You have the chance to give them 1 hour of life back, but you have to give up one year of yours. Do you do it? Why or Why not? 

  A: NO. I won't mess up with God's timetable.

• 10. Are you the kind of friend that you would want to have as a friend? 

  A: No not really. I would like the opposite.=)

• 11. Does love = sex? 

  A: NO. Not at all. 

• 12.Your boss tells your coworker that they have to let them go because of work shortage, and they are the newest employee. You have been there much longer. Your coworker has a family to support and no other means of income. Do you go to your boss and offer to leave the company? Why or Why not? 

  A: NO. Not unless I have my reasons.

• 13.When was the last time you told someone HONESTLY how you felt regardless of how difficult it was for you to say? Who was it? What did you have to tell the person? 

  A: HIM.. months back I guess. Sometimes it's just too hard to know the truth, whether you were loved or you were just making up stories inside your head. I needed to know if I even mean something to him...(and the rest is history.)

• 14. What would be (or what was) harder for you to tell a member of the opposite/same sex, you love them or that you do not love them back? 

  A: that I love him. I'm not used being honest about it..lol

• 15. What do you think would be the hardest thing for you to give up? Why would it be hard to lose? 

  A: dunno. Maybe the feelings I usually have towards a person. It has always been an issue for me..I cannot easily move on..it takes me years.

• 16. Excluding romantic love, when was the last time you told someone you loved them. Who were they to you? 

  A: My family.

• 17. If there was one moment and one time in the last month what would you change and why? 

  A: Can i change that question??..if there's one moment I wanna change and if given the chance to turn back time it would be sometime early 2012.

• 18. Would you give a homeless person CPR if they were dying? Why or Why not? 

  A: NO. I don't know how to do it.

• 19.You are holding onto your grandmother’s hand and the hand of a newborn that you do not know as they hang over the edge of a cliff. You have to let one go to save the other. Who do you let fall to their death? What was your rationale for making the decision? 

  A: that's hard. tsk tsk!

• 20. Are you old fashioned? 

  A: Sometimes. Like i love it when a guy would write me love letters and give me flowers...or we'll go walking on the beach and watch sunsets, or go for some star gazing..or enjoy some picnic with the family...and even, him singing a song for me.

• 21. When was the last time you were nice to someone and did NOT expect anything in return for it? 

  A: When it comes to material and financial matters, I never expect anything in return if I choose to help just anybody. I was raised that way and will stay that way. I stick to my principle.

• 22.Which would you choose, true love with a guarantee of a broken heart, or never loved at all? Why? 

  A: a broken heart.. That's how i learn..that's when I grow.

• 23.If you could do anything or wish anything, what would it be? 

  A: I could've wished for all this pain to just vanish. Yet i can't do that. That would even be impossible. I already got what I asked for..FORGIVENESS and SECOND chance. I'm alot more stronger and better now.

Some thought to ponder...

... And it was pointless to think how those years could have been put to better use, for he could hardly have put them to worse. There was no recovering them now. You could grieve endlessly for the loss of time and the damage done therein. For the dead, and for your own lost self. But what the wisdom of the ages says is that we do well not to grieve on and on. And those old ones knew a thing or two and had some truth to tell, for you can grieve your heart out and in the end you are still where you are. All your grief hasn't changed a thing. What you have lost will not be returned to you. It will always be lost. You're left with only your scars to mark the void. All you can choose to do is go on or not. But if you go on, it's knowing you carry your scars with you.

 

― Charles Frazier

...breath taking!

...whoa!!....I say this is the most beautiful and striking song by Phil Collins.. the emotion too strong for a musician to clearly understand and play every lyric and note..

...AWESOME INDEED!!  =)

 

You called me from the room in your hotel
All full of romance for someone that you met
And telling me how sorry you were, leaving so soon
And that you miss me sometimes when you're alone in your room
Do I feel lonely too?

You have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
We can't go on just holding on to time
Now that we're living separate lives

Well I held on to let you go
And if you lost your love for me, well you never let it show
There was no way to compromise
So now we're living (living)
Separate lives

Ooh, it's so typical, love leads to isolation
So you build that wall (build that wall)
Yes, you build that wall (build that wall)
And you make it stronger

Well you have no right to ask me how I feel
You have no right to speak to me so kind
Some day I might (I might) find myself looking in your eyes
But for now, we'll go on living separate lives
Yes for now, we'll go on living separate lives
Separate lives

.

Heart Strings..=)

.....I came to a point in my life where I was about to leave everything behind and just start a new life. Fresh new slate as what they call it. While fear, hurt, regret, and doubt blurred my vision...they stood as my comfort. They worked their way making me smile when I don't even feel like I want to. Prayed for my recovery when I thought nobody seemed to care till' I came back to my senses that yes, LIFE MUST GO ON...no matter how painful..no matter how unfair..

...working on this post replayed one conversation I had with one of them..that day when I decided to just RUN and never look back.

ATE: where do you think your going?

ME: anywhere but here.. I can't do this anymore.

VEE: you're running away.

ME: maybe.

VEE: KIM, THERE ARE A LOT OF US WHO LOVES YOU. YOU WILL RUN FROM ONE PERSON IN EXCHANGE FOR ALL US? ARE WE NOT ENOUGH?

 

......Yes, at one point I've been a coward. Maybe because I gave too much and lost thrice. Yet, I'm grateful for all the pain that made me a much stronger person now. God gave me my smile back.. my heart? NO NOT YET... it's still shattered slowly nursing back to health. One step at a time.. Anyway these folks prays for me..one day I'm gonna have my heart back.. WHOLE and fully recovered.

TRIPPERZ!

...... Snap shots.... Memories... and mere seconds.

................................... I WILL MISS THESE.       (-_-)

BESTIES DAY OUT!

... A musicians Heart

....This is what I love the most, Loving God. The talent He has given me, the passion for music, and the drive to learn is taking root at the very core of my being. I LOVE THE LORD with my everything. I may have strayed too many times but I was forgiven twice as much. The chance to live a new life with a self-less purpose aimed at glorifying Him and Loving Him alone.

...I know better now. I'm forgiven. I'm starting anew. I'm going to run the race...for HIM till its time.

MY MUSIC. MY HEART. MY LIFE...FOR HIS GLORY.

... UN-forgettable (LATE BLOG = CHERISHED MEMORIES)

... Another fun trip with bestie..Impulsive road tripping I say could really be F-U-N!!!... 'twas the sweetest thing he did by far...He brought me along a very peaceful beach resort near our place where we were able to enjoy some fresh air and serene environment. Oh well, the memories are bitter-sweet.. a total mix of emotion where I am totally aware of the fact that we are going to part ways one way or another. 

Friendship remains for a lifetime.. will stand still no matter the distance, the tantrums (LOL!!!), the busy work schedule, and the priorities. But I guess that's how life works. And yes, people come and go. We just have to work on being someone worth remembering. 

I have always prayed, always hoped that whenever you remember me buddy... laughter will echo at every corner of your being, a bit of void for you to feel at times you will miss my company (trust me, I can feel it too..we have connection just in case you never realized it yet..lol), and smile will tug on the corner of your lips. 

..."This is not a goodbye, my darling, this is a thank you. Thank you for coming into my life and giving me joy, thank you for loving me and receiving my love in return. Thank you for the memories I will cherish forever. But most of all, thank you for showing me that there will come a time when I can eventually let you go.
I love you.."

 ― Nicholas Sparks

 

 

FOR HIM...

I'll be working on this song...One day, if he's the one, I'll be singing this song for him...=)

Katharine McPhee - Terrified ft. Zachary Levi

Zumba Mega Jam!!

...it's been a while since I blogged..Hectic work sched inhibited me from doing so, that means I have some juicy events to share..uhmmm, lemme start with my fun bonding workout with my Zumbalicious Ladies. Held an event to highlight our passion for some sweat party this time to support SUNTOWN CAMP FOUNDATION, INC.which assists children diagnosed with cancer or in remission together with their parents to help them understand and accept their situation. Party held at IKTHUS compound last SEPT. 26 with ZJ SAMUEL SALAZAR, trainer of Beyonce (ooohhhlalaala!). Mind you, I was captivated by his smile and dimples...lol...

It is uplifting to know that through these we can help save a life. Who says fun is just fun after all??..In short, we had a really good time!.yiz!...UP FOR THE NEXT CHALLENGE GURLS!!

***...having F-U-N!!***

***im captivated..lol...***

..just bumped into it...

....funny how i came across this video...(teary-eyed)... I've always respected the Valenciano Family not only because they are into the entertainment business but they are a great lover of GOD. Even if I may say that as of the moment, my heart is frozen shut and I can only see clouds of gray when I try to look at the future, no matter how bitter I am when it comes to Happily-Ever-After, I know deep within I still long that hopefully one day by any miracle I can have one too...One I'll share my life with...One I'll sing and dance with...One I'll serve God with...

Who knows?..right?..God can give that as a gift for me...=)

>>>Paolo Valenciano and Sam Godinez Wedding<<<<

..girl rocker

....I have always been a Musician by heart..I love to sing though I was not gifted with the ability to perform on stage with such confidence...LOL. Earlier this year I brought home my baby SABELLE (right). I am a fond of Taylor Swift's kind of guitars ( #Rock-ish with a feminine touch#), so I bought myself one. 

My sisters and I are quite a band when it comes to this stuff. While my younger sister LOVE is on keyboard, the youngest HONEY is on vocals. We often compliment each other with our gifts. All given for God's glory. =)

SABELLE AND FERNANDO

sissies bonding...=)

Book-eeesh!

Being a certified bookworm I am a sucker for books, and books and books. I already have my own library and I am an extravagant spender when it comes to such. Oh well, guess it runs in the blood. My MOM is my mentor. And my sisters are as well! She usually buys for me any book she comes across and she handed me this one and said I might be interested in reading in..(..lol..RUB IT IN MOM..I KNOW I'M ALMOST 28..WHAT DOES THIS MEAN???..HAHA!..)

Anyway, when it comes to relaxing I usually surround myself with a wonderful books and few cups of coffee. I carry along Sabelle (my guitar) with me just in case I feel like strumming strings and singing my heart out. Was often ridiculed during my college days for spending so much time inside the bookstore in search for a treasure. I even experienced going back and forth MV DOULOS when they came to visit Bacolod for 5 consecutive days just to hunt the second book for the Redemption series authored by my favorite Karen Kingsbury. When all the crew I came across with already told me that there are no more stock left, I was persistent until the 5th day. Seems like I already established a hearstring connection with this goodies. Like I can hear them screaming on one of those shelves and I just need to dig deeper to find them. Book hunting has been my passion eversince. This is something I will never get tired of...=)

thanks mom..=)

=(

..it hurts!

...spent my time surfing after some gig and catching up with my church friends when out of the blue I accidentally bump on her blogsite..and yeah, I read it...I read it again..read it over and over...and you know what?...I felt that knife again...that very same knife that cut my heart into pieces.

You really love her. Something you never really felt towards me. I realized I've been playing Russian Roulette all this time....stupid game of chances it is...I hate you today..I just hate you...maybe I hate you more for not loving me..for not caring even once...or even not at all...=(

..cup-o-cofee

...My usual routine..not so hectic for a day off from work..for a morning person like me, a dose of caffeine is always a big help in perking up my adrenaline for the day..My mind is often wandering to and fro for the things I need to accomplish before hitting the office for a week long of mind buggling stressful environment coupled by being around a dynamic team often up for some competitive fun and work combo.

...I'm grateful enough for the blessings and troubles at the same time. Now is a Stress Free Day....YEY!

...my daily devotion...

...SHADES

...This is where you can find me when I'm usually looking for some time to think, when unusual circumstances arises and I needed time to breathe. At times when I'm just feeling neutral and I wanted to enjoy God's wonderful creation, I usually just pack my bag and carry along my camera and spare myself from the busy city life.

...I've always been a Beach lover. Aside from Photography which is my past time, Reading as my relaxation, Cooking as my stress reliever, Blogging as my hobby, Zumba as my exercise, Music as my heartstring...SUNSET is my Best friend.

...This is where I can freely let my pour my thoughts out with no hesitations and limitations whatsoever. It is where I can be myself with no one to please. This is where I am happy when all my world seem to be turning the tables inside out. 

...My solitude and space. =)

...“She never got a chance to fall out of love, to do it properly, slowly and thoroughly, and the result was he was like a phantom limb. Gone but still there. And like a true phantom limb, the preponderance of feelings associated with him were painful.”
― Sarah Dunn

...looking back once again..

...it kills me sometimes when I do this. But after a while I feel better. So I just let my tears wash away the painful memories I know I should have already forgotten. Someday I'm gonna be happy again. One day I will learn to love again. Time will come, hopefully out of the blue, I can finally say that I moved on. And I'll look back on all these scars and bruises as a reminder that once in my life, I trusted...I loved...I was left behind...I was hurt..I tried..I failed...I regretted...yet I accepted..I forgave...I moved on..and I'll keep on moving on...occasionally looking back and find myself smiling again for all the lessons learned...

Belly-FUN indeed!

...Lately I figured out that is nothing wrong about trying something new..yep, I am quite apprehensive when it comes to changes..I usually ask for opinions whether this'll work or not...Always on the go, my ZUMBALICIOUS gurls went to try BELLY DANCING..oh yeah, that's stepping up!..LOL. After immersing to the strenous Combat Zumba, now we're into lavishly sexy exercise somehow dreaming someday, somehow we will have that Shakira or even J.LO body we've been trying to work on...haha!

...Thanks to our Japanese Instructress Ms. Kimmy Asai, we've had so much fun and enjoyed every minute of this workshop. Looking forward for the next endeavor, we have proven to ourselves again that working hard to achieve a goal as individuals is a good thing, but having a so called TEAM to help you reach it is way better...=)

......TILL THE NEXT ADVENTURE GURLS!...YIZ!

....swayin'...swayin...

....love it!

=)

...petty sentiment

...when will that be??

..WISH I WAS HER...

COMBAT ZUMBA-LICIOUS!!

....Had a blast with mah gurls when we went to try COMBAT ZUMBA last night sponsored by ECLIPSE GYM, HEALING AND BODY DESIGN. We went to experience a kind of Zumba where we got to stretch our bodies to the limit. And yeah, it paid off!..Not only we had FUUUUNNNN, but we also proved that we can always try something new. Always on the go to learn something new while enjoying the sweat party!..

...Whoever says we can't do it??...Well here's what we gotta say, DON'T DARE US!...

....CAN'T WAIT FOR NEXT SWEAT PARTEYY!..WE DID IT AGAIN GURLSS...YIZ!..=)

**who says were not having fun???**

**parteey!!!**

***sweatin' the night!!!**

life verse

             ....Been holding on to this BIBLE verse since I was a lil' kid...I know that I have a God who holds my future though I myself can't guarantee what it may bring..Shaken or Still, His kindness and love continually draws me back to where I belong...TO HIM.

 

 

JEREMIAH 29:11