Rest in Peace

Michael Jackson, the sensational child star who rose for years with stage breaking dance moves and sold over 26 million copies of his Thriller album; and whose scandals left him to fall from his throne, has already passed away. MJ was pronounced dead in UCLA medical center (I could just imagine if I'm one of the ER nurses there at that time, damn!).

Sympathetic Mode to his family.
Inggit Mode to UCLA ER Nurses.

Count Thy Blessings

I had a short chat with my best friend Vica. Though we're miles away, we never fail to connect all thanks to Skype (yup, that's one blessing I should count : Thank heavens for the Skype inventor. Sheer genius). She always hear first hand about my life's miseries and how 'bipolar' I could get. And I am grateful as well that she never complains (at least if she does, she does it internally "^&*^@!%@! Madz" or something like that. And yes, that's also a blessing I count).

Vica Bes knows. As in really knows. She could listen to me for hours just crying or just shreiking how life could be so unfair. Reality is, life does suck and don't tell me sometimes ... it sucks ... all the time. My life has been on the rocks these days (as if there's anything new) and it doesn't help that I whapacked someone at work (cheers to me), and the fact that my mom is 'the M stage' (if you know what I mean). It also doesn't help when dad sides mom and no one else takes my side. Me against the world. Something pathetic like that.

But earlier this morning, Vica skyped me and we talked seriously about life and she told me one by one the blessings I have comparing it to those who wish to be on my shoes. She mentioned a hefty list of stuffs that I should appreciate. She told me that I may have problems but who doesnt anyways. Then we had a nice time peaking into the future and talking about us being successful and 'superlative' rich and yes, that was fun too.

To make things short, Vica just slapped me awake. At this point, she gave me a boost. I was feeling really down and maybe I still am but I guess I do have lots to think about, a lot to be thankful for. Somehow I get what my friends (Kim and the others) keep telling me before. Count your blessings. Count your blessings. And I would always reason out ... "I'M NOT GOOD IN MATH!"

Apparently, when you do count your blessings? It doesn't really need any special math skills. Just simple addition and multiplication. I am, anyway, smarter than a 5th grader (I think).

About-to-be-revived-mode.

A Little Prayer of Patience

Source: COSMOPOLITAN MAGAZINE June 2009
The Prayer of Patience by Rissa Singson-Kawpeng

Lord today I ask you to teach me to be patient...
Help me realize that there is purpose in waiting.
It is not a waste of time. You are preparing me for what it is to come.
And I believe your plans are beautiful and beyond what I can dream of or imagine.
So, mould and make me into a woman who is pleasing in your sight and in men's.
And when the time is right, send me the man who will be my partner for life.

AMEN.

*sigh* exactly what i need because sometimes I feel like the walls close in. Patience is a virtue? Yes, it is. But I guess it's something learned and developed through time.


FEELING BLUE MODE.

Under Construction

I have nothing much to say except that I've been gone for a while having experienced and gone through things I never thought I would ever go through in my life. But like all avenging scorned protagonists or long lost characters from movies and plays, I think I also deserve another comeback.

And I must admit that to this comeback, I have no idea of how to return - a walk in the red carpet perhaps or maybe go through the back doors. I'm just glad that i found once again a slight (yes, slight) reason to write again, to reconstruct (like my blog title says) and to slowly come out of the shell I've kept myself.

And no, I have not been pregnant and been forced to a shot gun wedding. Thanks for asking.

I'm looking forward to blog once more.

And I would like to thank Kim for pushing me, literally (?!) to blog once again. And I seriously think she'll flip coz she's expecting this blog on June 16th! Yeboi!

And F*ck! I forgot how things go in blogger. Need to experiment. Boom!