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I was disappointed last night with the turnout of the grey cup when the roughriders won already and then lose. Ditto with my road test, I passed already and then I failed. I call that Roughrider moment! But as old Tom say ” What can we do? It’s done. ” There is wisdom in this. Firstly, that things could change at the last minute so don’t lose hope. Secondly, for whatever is done, it is already done. All we have to do is accept it and move on.

But I’m going round the bend that’s why I am ranting.

After what seems like forever, I finally talked to E. ( Or was it the other way around? )

That made my day.

It could be depressing living in this side of the world when my family and friends are far away in the other side. It’s been a constant struggle of longing. It could be cold here too. And dark.

And so that simple exhange of “how are you” was like magic. It’s like a cold water to a thirsty mouth. Or perhaps strength to the weak. Hope to the hopeless. Or power to the oppressed.

I just had a funny talk with a friend about things like this. She said it’s a different feeling. Something that puts you in harmony with everything. I said, it is orgasmic.

A friend asked me if I am already rich. I chuckled and said “no, I’m not”. I might be earning a decent salary but that doesn’t mean I am rich. I added that while money is important, it is not the most important thing to me.

I told my friend, I am more concerned on the welfare of my fellowmen especially those who have nothing. I want to be of more use – to be the best that I can be, and to use my capabilities to the fullest to be able to serve God.

This thought make me smile as I know I might have made him raised an eyebrow. Other friends will react the same too if they find out about this. I guess, it`s not in my personality. But inside me, I know this is what I want to do.

Looking back this past year, I realized I have made a big progress. Things that I am very thankful for.

But life isn’t all about reaching and living your dreams. You can have all the money in the world and still find yourself unhappy. What is success without sharing it with the people you love? It’s like an empty victory. I am reminded of a movie I watched as a young boy. It’s a story of a poor girl who dreamt of becoming a singer. She was determined to make it big and she succeeded. At the pink of her career, she suddenly quit and left the spotlight because she realized she was compromising her family for the sake of her career.
Her story inspired me and taught me to value people more than peronal achievements and even dreams.

As I think of my life, I am happy I’m not compromising lots for my career. Although I sometimes think of changing career and be of more use.

I never thought I would enjoy living in a small town that’s why I feel sad about moving to the city.

I want to serve God.

I am a self confessed hopeless romantic. Yet I’ve been single these past years. Thoughts of serious relationship crossed my mind and I even found the right one for me. But I’ve been hurt really bad by same person over and over again. I’ve been through tough times. Which made me tough these past years. I stopped crying and it hardened my heart.

It’s been four years now. I thought I was doing good but no, I’m not. Had the chance to talk to EC last week and I started to break down. I did everything but nothing happened. I started crying again. Yeah I’m 25 and I cry like a baby.

I just though this goal about riding a hot air ballon is romantic. I’d love to go and ride one but I’ll make sure I have somebody special with me, I still hope it could be EC. If not, then I’ll give up doing this =(

I am a self confessed hopeless romantic. Yet I’ve been single these past years. Thoughts of serious relationship crossed my mind and I even found the right one for me. But I’ve been hurt really bad by same person over and over again. I’ve been through tough times. Which made me tough these past years. I stopped crying and it hardened my heart.

It’s been four years now. I thought I was doing good but no, I’m not. Had the chance to talk to EC last week and I started to break down. I did everything but nothing happened. I started crying again. Yeah I’m 25 and I cry like a baby.

I just though this goal about riding a hot air ballon is romantic. I’d love to go and ride one but I’ll make sure I have somebody special with me, I still hope it could be EC. If not, then I’ll give up doing this =(

i gained weight. i look old.
I burned my skin when I went for my holidays in toronto and vancouver. I shaved my head as well. My friend took a picture of me and I look really different.
But it’s never too late. I’ll work harder this time

I am sad.

This is one thing that I won’t tire doing. I want these people to know that there are still people who care. =)

No opportunity yet. When I travel I bring lotsa things in my suitcase.Too heavy for me. Also, it would be better to go with a friend or two. I dont have friends here who share the same interest.

But I really would like to do this.

Been passive this past year.

I guess it’s time to update my 43things.

Now is the right time.

I had good times with my relatives here in Vancouver. It feels very comforting that I have relatives in this unfamiliar terrain.

Staying with my aunt and uncle and cousins brought back memories some 20 years ago when we were all still in the Philippines. Now Lots have changed. And yet a bigger part remained the same as i could remember.

I am ever glad for this visit! Hoping to be back for the Olympics. I hope my ‘rents could come.

Lost contact with few friends these past months. Probably because of distance and time difference. Or perhaps more. I’m thinking how easy it is for some people to forget. Me, I’ve learned to forget and most especially forgive.

To you my old friend who is turning 40 this 1st of September,hope you are doing fine. If u happen to read this, I hope this will make u smile. But I doubt it, coz u don’t even know this site exists.

Happy birthday!

haven’t done this lately here n canada. Because im scared of the ” homeless” people. they don’t look homeless to me but they beg for money.. hmmm.. i remember i was in bus depot in edmonton a couple of months ago and there were so many of them. I gave a penny to an old lady becuase I thought she shouldn’t be out there at that time as it was almost midnight. But she didn’t look homeless at all. An Addict? Sigh

I am planning to move to Regina. That would mean I have to start all over again. From scratch.

I feel sad about leaving.

But I have to do it.

It’s stressful to work with lazy people. I happened to work with two today.

They don’t deserve what they’re getting in their paychecks.

Boy was I ever tired.

It is wise to learn from your mistakes. But it is wiser to learn from the mistakes of others.I think, little by little I am becoming wiser and wiser. I am learning from my experiences and I am glad for the changes that I am making. And I am learning from others as well.

When everything seems to be out of control, what else should you do but be brave? Show the world you are tough. Like, say after a break up with a loved-one, would you still cry and ask for him/her to come back? This would only make you look like a fool. Don’t beg for love. Coz if he/she is really the one for you, then he/she would come back on the right time. Crying might help but don’t show ‘em you’re crying. Let go, and be tough. ( Sorry for the example ). But I’ve seen really tough people. If I were in their shoes, I do not know how I’d make.

i started to feel better so I decided to go back on my previous diet.

Now tell me, given that I am a “nurse”, why am I so hard headed? I, of all people, should understand my condition and my need to change my bad eating habit. Tell me what’s driving me to do otherwise?

I feel bad about my health, my weight, and how I look. I feel bad about myself.

Ok, This time, Ill try harder.