Some inspiration

It has been raining and storming the past couple of weeks.  Although it does create the perfect temperature to self-impose a holiday (because it is such a shame to waste a perfectly good bed weather), we still begrudgingly drag our feet to work while we curse the day we ever left school, since apparently, that’s the only institution allowed to declare typhoon holidays at the very last minute.

So in my head, we need a little inspiration to get us to Point B.


So suit up, load your guns, and brace yourself, dear working class.  It is time to yet again kick this week’s ass.

 

Dead Letter 2

Hi.  I am happy for you.

I think that’s the thing that I’ve always meant to say.  To be honest, I have always felt I did you some sort of injustice, like I never was the person you deserve.  You were too good for me; I was not good enough for you.  So you see, I am happy for you.

It has been that long since I last saw you with such elation.  And I am happy for you.  You were a good friend to me, even if I can barely say the same about myself to you.  You deserve to be as happy as you are.  And I’m glad you took the time to be.

And I am happy for you, my dear, dear friend.  The years between knowing each other were lost at some point, and it’s not really entirely on fate.  I avoided you and I should not have.  After all, judging by the way you knew me then and the way we talked, you were one of the closest people in my life.

And my dear dear friend, thank you for being happy for me too.

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The wisdom of Calvin and Hobbes

So yeah.  I don’t think it comes as a surprise that I am a potty mouth.  I don’t think my mom will ever wake up to the day when she would approve of my potty mouthness.  I don’t think there will ever be that day, in this lifetime or the next or the next.

Do you even remember the first time you said a bad word?  A good ol’ PI or fuck or shit or dammit?  I can.  And it is that funny incident when I was in Grade 1 that led me to the guidance counselor’s office and had my parents pick me up.  Yes, I got in trouble in that early of an age.

But then I wonder what would have happened if I didn’t have a healthier channel of expressing my anger.  I get pretty pissy actually.  If I didn’t learn cursing, I would have been…

an alcoholic/drunkard.

A drunkard. But then again, I am kind of now. But not in that big way. I'm a good drinker. Though it does happen often already.

a female bodybuilder.

Freaky muscles transforming my boobs to skin.

Or a really angry person.

Yes, I can be like this. Most of the time I'm angry.

So I guess I have to thank God’s good humor for allowing me to find cursing as a channel for my anger.  I know it makes me look crass and makes people think I’m a sailor, but.. yeah.  I need it.

Wisdom can come at a very young age.

See?  You can learn much better things from comic strips.  :)

Can you finish this sentence?

I cannot wait to tell you all about the Big Bang Bazaar that happened this weekend (and by all, I mean the good, the bad and the ugly!), but for now, I just want to know what you think.

If it’s not evident yet, I am a romantic.  Hopeless sometimes, but I think most of the time hopeful.  I like to think that everything has a purpose and that we were brought to where we are for a reason.  But that doesn’t necessarily mean I surrender everything to fate.  Some things, I make happen still.  Or at least I’d like to think so.

And some things just come to me.  I like imagining things, and sometimes, it almost feels like I willed myself to make something happen.  Like I thought about it too much that it had no other choice to be here.  Like the night I met Dylan.  I said, I miss feeling something powerful.  And when I first met Dylan, I was just superbly annoyed.  Like amazingly annoyed for no reason whatsoever.  The rest, as they say, is history.

So how about you?  Do you still remember the times when it felt like you willed something to happen?

How about you finish this sentence for me then? :)  It doesn’t have to be addressed to the night you met me; I don’t love myself that much (haha).  Think of the night you met this person and see if you willed this person to be in your life.  What were you thinking then?  What were you doing?  Do you think fate brought you there?  Was it a coincidence?  Was it purposeful?  Or was it a mere happenstance?

Let’s make this your dead letter. :)

Two pounds and something to be madly passionate about

It is no secret that I recently took more aggressive steps in losing the unwanted weight gain through Plana Forma.  So far, I’ve been having a ball, though I am still thoroughly upset that I wasn’t able to go to the weekend classes.  Hopefully, I can make up for it this week.  The goal would be four classes at least this week.  Now I just have to teach Ted how to get there so he can pick me up after the workout.

I hopped on the scale this morning.  I do this every week just to check if there’s any additional items I should be worried about (aka pounds).  Much to my surprise, I lost 2 pounds!  I don’t know where else to attribute it to because all I did this week was the Plana Forma classes.  I didn’t run (much to my dismay) and I am sure as hell I didn’t make any alterations to my eating, so there.  Let’s see what my weight will be should I reach my four-class target this week.

Lately, I’ve been so crazy about Pinterest.  It’s basically a virtual inspiration board of everything and anything you can think of.  The faux artiste in me has been pinning like crazy; I wouldn’t be surprised if I’d be pegged as less than productive this week.  But here are some of the cool finds I got from Pinterest.  You’ll have to request an invite, but I think I still have some referrals up my sleeve.  Should you be interested, just let me know and leave a comment below!

The good thing about Pinterest is the fact that you can customize your inspiration boards.  I have cute stuff, food, places to visit and fashion as some of my boards.  You can create as many as you want!  There are even DIY pins, images of DIY project that come with a link to DIY!  Hahahaha.  DIY DIY DIY.  I guess I’m encouraging you to make 2011 a crafty one.  As of the moment, I am going crazy with all these quotes.  I mean, who wouldn’t?

Well, without further ado, go crazy for my pins!