Got Nothing To Do

I was getting bored and so I bloghopped. A lazy hobby of mine, this is becoming a favorite. Anyway, I came across this Trivia or whatever-you-call-this from Tsin.

Try it and you will see that it's funny, if you have the least bit of humor in you. Like I did! :) You may want to try your friends' names first. *wink

Anyway, a couple of weeks back, I made a photocopy of my hand on an all-in-one printer. Again I was bored. It was running out of black ink so it may have produced the one below using the 3 colors of ink.

scanned copy of the print

It's funny how it made me think about Titanic. Ha Ha Ha! I know it's weird. Well, I'm bored. That's why. Now then, let me get back to, uh, sleep...

swing me swing swing,

chiclois ♥

My Name is Gossip

I am more deadly than the screaming shell of the cannon.

I win without killing.

I tear down homes, break hearts, and wreck lives.

I travel on the wings of the wind.

No innocence is strong enough to intimidate me, no purity pure enough to daunt me.

I have no regard for truth, no respect for justice, no mercy for the defenseless.

My victims are as numerous as the sands of the sea and often as innocent.

I never forget and seldom forgive.

My name is Gossip.

~Morgan Blake~

This is the message I received last Sunday from James 1:19

My dear brothers, take note of this: Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry.

I remember a story about anger. It's called Nails in the Fence.

There once was a little boy who had a bad temper. His Father gave him a bag of nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, he must hammer a nail into the back of the fence.

The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence. Over the next few weeks, as he learned to control his anger, the number of nails hammered daily gradually dwindled down. He discovered it was easier to hold his temper than to drive those nails into the fence. Finally the day came when the boy didn't lose his temper at all.

He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper.

The days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that all the nails were gone.

The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence. He said, 'You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence. The fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out. But It won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound will still be there. A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one. Remember that friends are very rare jewels, indeed. They make you smile and encourage you to succeed They lend an ear, they share words of praise and they always want to open their hearts to us.'

Nanay and Tatay, I am sorry.

I'm sorry for complaining so much before. I know you only want to give us, your children, the best in life that you could give. I'm sorry for ever belittling you or thinking . You both deserve only love and respect from me.

Friend, I am sorry.

I'm sorry for having lied to you. I'm sorry for backstabbing you. I'm sorry if I ever hurt you with spiteful words. You deserve better.

For everyone else, I AM SORRY for hurting you at all.

Please let this prayer be a reminder for me to always keep a tab on my tongue, keep it in check so I won't say a needless hurtful word to anyone. AMEN.

BANDSLAM

A friend shared a video of the trailer of the movie in Facebook. That’s when I first heard about it. Bandslam. My friend is a big fan of Vanessa Hudgens-Zac Efron love tandem. She is probably the BIGGEST fan I know of High School Musical, a series of movies showcasing Disney talents (which the love team were first introduced to the screen), that appealed the mainstream audience and it went hit.

Since Vanessa Hudgens starred in Bandslam, she’s just gotta watch it. It’s life or death.

Ultimately, the show hit town and she went crazy. My friend did. She decided both of us were gonna watch it and yeah, we did. Today, after a crazy day at the office, we watched or rather enjoyed the movie.

Bandslam talks about a teenager named Will who was an outcast in his school, like every protagonist probably started in every teen movie. Anyway, he and his mom had to move and so everything changed for him. Is it for the better? Well, I’m not gonna be a spoiler on this one. But personally, I think the movie is cool. It’s not like the other movies in the teen/chick-flick bunch that has a plot that’s SO predictable. Plus Vanessa Hudgens is not her usual high-spirited, bubbly, and outgoing self. She’s rather downplayed here, which is good for the movie. I still love her voice, I mean my friend did. Well, I guess you better check this video out in Facebook. Hit me!

It’s a smash between high school pains and passion for music and space for a lot of weirdness. A lot of songs especially those listened to by Will on his iPod and those that were actually sung by the band are great. Let’s go over a few songs by hitting on the Bandslam Official Site here and go over their soundtracks.

My favorite part was when Will showed to the class a video for his Human Studies project. But he has weird expression on his face especially every time he slightly bows his head, and raises his eyebrow with mouth slightly ajar, as if asking the big question, “Huh?!” which makes me raise my brow too. Sheesh.

My short personal review: I’d watch it again, though this time with my bowl of cheese popcorn and soda, in the comfort of own home. *dreamy smile*

Life is short, have fun and watch Bandslam! It’s showing in theaters near you.

I CAN´T GO ON, I´LL GO ON
I can’t watch the movie, I’ll watch the movie!
chiclois ♥

You're killing me, breaking me down

Move in a little closer

Take it to a whisper

Just a little louder

Say It Again. Marie Digby.

No other four-letter word in the dictionary is as talked about as any other. It may have different meanings for different people, although it stems from the same universal pool of emotions that we all draw from. Of all the aphorisms alluding to love, this one struck me most.

"We all want to be serious writers, pero ang totoo, we want to write the greatest love story of our lives, and ang pinakamimithi natin is, na maging totoo sana ito."

Ripped off from callboi

Now enough about that. Let me show you who inspires me these days.

Tristan Prettyman. When I end my day at the office usually at daybreak, I listen to her sing just to lighten my mood as I wrap up. Love love love! For sampling, click here!

Meiko. She may sound like Colbie Caillat or not, but whatever! She writes good songs that hooks me happy. I wanna feel how I wanna feel forever, I want you! If you're on myspace, hit me to listen to her!

Everyday I discover something new. Some days, I discover something that turn them into instant favorites.

Vincci. VNC shoes in the local market (Manila only) I first got hands on them in Malaysia. When I put them on my feet, they would not want to wear anything else anymore. Well, except Havaianas, of course. Haha! Those flip-flops are another story to tell. Anyway, I bought about 4 pairs and I feel as if they are not enough. Seriously. It's sad VNC is not available in Cebu, though. If it were, I'd be sure to have more photos to share. *wink

KFC Pasta Alfredo and Karamel Krunch. I know, I know! I have already blogged about Mr. Karamel Krunch before but I really loved it. My tastebuds have already known Ms. Pasta Alfredo since pasta was first introduced to KFC.

A lot of times, I bloghop and it's really fun. Sometimes, its more fun than writing an entry for your blog. hee hee! So these two new discoveries have a permanent place in my blog, Recharge! I hope you enjoy them as much as I did.

Patty Laurel. She was an MTV VJ in 2003. Basing on one of her blog posts, she is a schoolteacher. She had been blogging for more than 4 years now. I read her blog when I'm bored and I need inspiration on what to post on my own blog. Reading her is fresh and I feel very grounded.

Callboi. Ryan Buquir. This blog is for those who are bored with constantly working graveyard shift, or for those who are happy and gay, and for everyone else who would like to have a hearty laugh. Warning: Some posts may be NSFW (Not Safe For Work) ;D

Sure to love you,

chiclois ♥

Nuggets of Wisdom

Some feel-good nuggets of wisdom a friend sent me in a text that I would like to share with all of you. Start each day reciting one nugget a day until all will become your mantra in life.

1. Be kind to yourself.
2. Looking good is feeling good inside.
3. You're not out to please everybody.
4. Expect little but do your best and dream BIG.
5. Smiling is healthy.
6. Laugh your heart out.
7. Live light & right and keep it simple.
8. Failure is a good starting point.
9. You are blessed, don't forget to say thanks. and most importantly...
10. GOD answers!

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

It was already morning and I was in a hurry. My boyfriend, Angelo, called out to me. He was riding a golf cart to take him to the farthest hangar in the area. He is a pilot.

"I'm gonna fly out today. Will you come with me?"

Oh what sweet words! But...

"I can't. I'm already late... I have a patient I need to attend to right now." Adrenaline is pumping thru my veins, pushing me to pick up my speed.

Angelo tried to keep up with me.

"I really hope you can come with me..."

I smiled sadly and kissed him,

"Fly now and kiss me from the heavens. I love you."

He paused for awhile before going away on another direction. And I continued on my path to where my job is waiting. I couldn't abandon anyone, whatever the prize. I am after all, a surgeon, USAF surgeon. I turned left and then, I only saw darkness.

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.

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Then, I slowly opened my eyes trying to get accustomed to the morning's brightness. I look around and I realized I'm still on my bed with pillows strewn all over the place. Gawd!

It was all just a dream.

still dreaming,

chiclois ♥ osedill

roses and lilies on the 8th

One by one, people gather round to offer her flowers.

Most of them were roses. Red, pink, yellow, white, and peach roses were all over the place.

There were lots of lilies too.

Some were carnations and daisies, they were all white and lovely.

The smell was heavenly.

I can still recall the feeling of joy that transcended upon me. It felt as if it were my birthday then. When I'm with her, I really feel blessed. Seeing all those roses and lilies around her gave me a feeling of contentment even if only for a while. Though I was standing for an hour to join the commemoration of her birthday, it didn't matter. I could never remember a time when I was so happy surrounded by so many flowers. Mind you, I'm never the type to enjoy being given flowers. I love to give flowers instead.

Because of the venue, I did not get the chance to take pictures and let you enjoy what my eyes feasted on. So I can only share what I'd hope to give her on that day.

a personal favorite: single white lily

Happy Birthday Mama Mary.

I love you

languor

Everyone told me this would happen: Looking at a blank period in your noise page.

You don't have anything interesting to post anymore or nothing juicy comes out of your mind that it worth mentioning. I don't blame anything. I don't blame anyone, not even myself for it will only be futile. Trying to force oneself to write an entry with a bare mind is like rubbing your hands to make them cold while you're out in the rain without any shelter.

Inspiration. Is this what I need? Where do I get this? I feel tired these days, as if the humdrum of everyday has caught up with me. All of my energy was used up during my birthday vacation in Malaysia. I haven't even written about it here, which I was really excited to do when I was still there but I didn't have the time to do. Now that I have the time, I can't seem to find the energy or the drive to inscribe a few words and photos for my 26th nativity.

And it's not only in blogging. Even at home, I procrastinate basic chores (to think that laundry is the only real chore I have left to do). I don't want to tell exactly how long I haven't done any household chore, always finding excuses not to do it. I noticed that I no longer run movie marathons, which I used to do at least once a month even during weekdays. I also need to start on exercising, but I keep putting it off. Though I know, this has been long overdue. I don't keep up with my friends that much, catching up is just leaving a comment on their status on Facebook. Boo.

Anyway, forgive me, I'm just rambling here. I'm not even sure why I bother to come up with reasons why. Let's just hope I go back to my usual self ASAP! I know you're looking forward to it o we can enjoy chiclois again.

incite my mind now!

chiclois ♥