Tuesday, March 29, 2005

Onion sprouts



Hora!! that's one of the onion bulbs i forgot to throw when i got busy with packing. well at least the leafy sprouts look healthy. (of course it's clean! :p) mian chopped them and mixed 'em with the Arroz Caldo. nyahahaha!

Friday, March 25, 2005

Life is Like a Boat

i was watching the first episode of Bleach (japanese anime), and when i heard the ending song, i instantly fell in love with it. i somehow managed to snag an mp3 of it and below is the lyrics.
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Life is Like a Boat
Rie Fu (Bleach OST)

Nobody knows who I really am
I never felt this empty before
And if I ever need someone to come along
Who’s gonna comfort me, and keep me strong

We are all rowing the boat of fate
The waves keep on comin’ and we can’t escape
But if ever we get lost on our way
The waves would guide you thru another day

遠くで息をしてる 透明になったみたい
暗闇に思えたけど 目隠しされてただけ

祈りをささげて 新しい日を待つ
鮮やかに 光る海その果てまで ええ

Nobody knows who I really am
Maybe they just don’t give a damn
But if I ever need someone to come along
I know you would follow me, and keep me strong

人の心はうつりゆく 抜け出したくなる
つきはまた新しい周期で 舟を連れてく

And every time I see your face,
The oceans heave up to my heart
You make me wanna strain at the oars,
And soon I can see the shore

Oh, I can’t see the shore…
When will I see the shore?

I want you to know who I really am
I never though I’d feel this way towards you
And if you ever need someone to come along
I will follow you, and keep you strong

旅はまだ続いてく 穏やかな日も
つきはまた新しい周期で舟を照らし出す

祈りをささげて 新しい日を待つ
鮮やかに光る海その果てまで

And every time I see your face,
The oceans heave up to my heart
You make me wanna strain at the oars,
And soon I can see the shore

運命の舟を漕ぎ 波は次から次へと私たちを襲うけど
それも素敵な旅ね どれも素敵な旅ね

Tuesday, March 22, 2005

Last days...

farewell parties, farewell dinners, skill transfers, packing - i didn't think it could be that physically demanding, especially the packing. i realized i accumulated stuffs i don't even need. but i can't just throw them away because precious memories are attached to them.

two years. not bad.

i am still the same person basically, just a little older (ouch). longer hair, learned to cook a little, saw Lisa Loeb's acoustic concert once, owns a pair of Michel Klein knee-high boots, has tons of pictures, and generally laughs more. (my mother will kill me if she reads that sentence - for severe violation of the parallelism rule in sentence construction. not to mention it's just a very long phrase actually, no proper subject and predicate. why the hell am i thinking about grammar, this is a blog, not an essay writing contest). anyway, i still have axieties, but nothing too big to sit on. nail-biting will do it.

i am fully aware of the things i'll miss once i'm back to the philippines - starbucks, impulsive shopping, ski (obviously) , Body Shop and GAP splurging, Kirin Lemon Gogotea, Baskin n Robbins, Mike's, etc. etc...

but then i could go to Fitness First, compose text messages in my cellphone without having to shift between english-japanese-whatevers modes all the time. my hair can be trimmed more than once a year, i can eat mangoes and banana Qs all the time, go to movie theatres anytime, continue my driving lessons, i don't have to wear the annoying thermal stuffs and gloves and mufflers (my boots, too. unfortunately). i can go to davao whenever the budget would allow.

you see, i think it's just a state of mind. wherever you are, you always have enough options how to splurge your hard-earned moolah. we gain or loose weight regardless of the place. we can get scared, excited, hurt, and happy all the same.

Thursday, March 10, 2005

bad hair day

i'd give everything to be anywhere else other the office today. i'd do anything - anything , just not the things that i have to do for the next couple of hours (or more). the most comforting thing to do that i could think of at this moment is to bite my nails. but i already cut my nails so short last night so i don't have that option. damn. have to settle with the blog.
the bestfriend sent me a message saying she is so furious with her boyfriend. to accentuate the occasion, i supplied additional adjectives such as 'lousy cretin', 'ninny', 'dunce', 'thougtless imbecile', 'hung-hang' to add to her ' stupid', 'passive hound', and 'bwcit'.
nyhahahaha.

Wednesday, March 02, 2005

Abashet

stumped with so many chart works. abashet, except for the mini-tutorial on lotus notes database thing the boss told me to give to some hapless girls here, i'd pass as a secretary. to hold off the growing annoyance, i browse my favorite section in inq7.net - Lifestyle from time to time. some creative entrepreneurs and their businesses were featured, particularly girls around my age, doing things i also soooo love doing - artsy crafts. in high school, i used to skip favorite TV shows, teenage flirting sessions, and school homeworks in favor of my hobby. i actually earned good money (at least for a 14-year old anyway, hehe ) out of the greeting cards i made. i should've taken Fine Arts or something, but i wouldn't survive it because i don't know how to draw. darn. well in fairness comp sci was not that bad, it got me here after all. hehehe. but u know, in times when we you abhor what you are doing at work (the way i do now), you'd always end up thinking about the thing your heart really yearns to do. for me, its doing something artsy crafty with my hands. one thing i'm really passionate about, makes me forget about time and all the cares in the world. too bad making a career out of it is not enough to pay for my insurance. abashet.

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