When it feels blue..

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|Legeng of the blue sea|

|Ngayong ko pa lang sisimulang panoorin|

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|Masama bang hindi sumabay sa simoy ng iba?|

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A Simple Truth About Happiness: When everything feels right

Before I take my deprived rights on sleeping, I would like to kiss my tears away by spending some minutes on my page while I’m trying to convince you (whoever’s reading) that my post has something to do with your life.. and your feelings.. And your thoughts. Haha nyanya

I am pondering about how people find happiness in different ways. Some find it in shoes stored in cabinets with skeletons. Some find it in food like “Arrghh food is forever and I want to marry as many food as I want because I love to eat and it makes me fat”. Or people find it in books and coffee and cookies and music and beaches and cars and places..

Want some more?

Cosmetics and dogs and cats and alcohol and smoke and dresses and photographs and curtains and papers and stickers and spoons and movies..

Or maybe we could find happiness in family and friendship and work and love and tranquility and peace and time and trust and hope and faith..

And I could add some more and finish this post in year 3000 or even more.

Maybe because we always try to find happiness in everything.

But today somebody reminded me that happiness will never be a “find me” puzzle. Because happiness (I would say) happens not completely because it’s the right time nor person nor place nor situation.

But simply because IT FEELS RIGHT. And it takes tons of courage and guts to jump into that it-feels-right feeling.

(And when something goes wrong that’s the time we forget what happiness is.)

-TOO MUCH FOR TODAY. A very loooong start of the week. My happiness is sleep. 🙂 ❤

Untitled, just some random thoughts and this series

“It is when you finally let yourself fall from the sky of randomness without fear. You just fall and love. You live and then survive.”

Believe me or not, it took me over an hour to think of the title for this one. I think I failed. *laughs*

I’m still having my Stendhal syndrome caused by the series I have just watched and soaked myself with tears because it was one of the series I would watch even after a decade.

For a week, Descendants of the Sun was my snack box after I got home from work. It wasn’t a typical love triangle, turning into square, pentagon until it becomes a decagon. Nor a classical drama of being a rug to riches.

It’s more of a real life story colored with love, pain, sacrifices, tears, happiness, strength, promises, courage, dignity and trust. (If you have watched it, you would know.)

It has shown that life means nothing if we’re not dedicated, passionate and true to what we do. Whatever path we deal with, it takes a courageous heart and a strong will to protect what we love, whom we love..

It has shown how a person can be so bold—cross a war, outstand an earthquake.. but then our deepest fear is to lose the person who carries our heart. Maybe we’re not afraid of losing ourselves, but we’re scared to lose someone. And to see that person burst into tears just because we’re not there.

This series or this movie or whatever you call it, will get old. Maybe some people will not be able to watch it. I’m just glad that I have had a glance of such. Whoever thought of the story, it’s brilliant. Sooo brilliant.

It kinda taught me of something though

..that love really entails trust. And you’ll always learn it the hard way.

And.. It is when you finally let yourself fall from the sky of randomness without fear. You just fall and love. You live and then survive.

Kwentong Pancit Canton: Isang seryosong panawagan

“Lumaki na siya. Iba na. Iba na ang lasa.”

 

Habang mahimbing na natutulog ang nanay kong kulot, tatay kong panot at pamangin kong mataba (haha) kasalukuyan kong hinihintay maluto ang Pancit Canton na nakuha ko mula sa raffle sa opisina. Lumaki na siya. Iba na.

 

Iba na ang lasa.

 

Isa ‘kong fan ng Pancit Canton. Halos lahat ata ng flavor nakain ko na. Pero ang pinakapaborito ko sa lahat ang Calamansi.Ito ang kinakain ko sa tuwing wala akong kasama sa bahay. (Hindi kasi ako marunong magluto.) Ito  ang tumawid ng puyat-days ko nung Nursing student pa ‘ko. Ito rin ang nagtaguyod ng pagsusunog ko ng kilay nung nag-aaral ako ng Accounting sa college. Ito rin siguro yung naging panawid gutom naming magkakaibigan sa tuwing pupunta kami sa mga bahay bahay ng bawat isa lalo na pag may school projects. At higit sa lahat, eto ang kinakain ko ngayon.

 

Malaki na ang packaging nito. Mas mataba ang mga noodles. Nung una ko ‘to makita sa tindahan, feeling ko lumaki din mata ko. Kasi yung dating tasa na pinaghahainan ko ng Pancit Canton, naisip kong mapupuno ko na siya!!!! Naexcite ako. Sobra.

 

Pero parang nag-iba yung lasa. Hindi ko po alam kung kulang yung sahog o masyadong marami at mataba yung noodles kayo hindi kinaya ng sauce.

 

Ganun pa man, kung mababasa niyo po ‘to, mahal ko pa rin ang Pancit Canton. Kahit nag-iba na ang lasa. Medyo nasaktan lang ako. Eh kung ibang noodles yan, ano bang pakialam ko. Hindi ko naman kinakain yun. (Pero nakain naman ako ng Yakisoba minsan.) Kaso hindi ko lang inexpect na manggagaling sa inyo na mabago ang lasa. Walang kwenta o madrama man ‘to, pero ang noodles na ‘to ay isa sa bumuo ng aking pagkatao. Kasi dito ko mas nakilala ang mga kaibigan kong baliw, dito ko natutunan na kahit gabi na, may karapatan kang gumising at kumain, na kahit anong anghang ng Pancit Canton, eh dahil sa gusto mo, kakainin mo pa rin hanggang sa mabusog ka.

 

Siguro sa ngayon, sisimulan ko ng sanayin ang sarili ko. Na kahit pala Pancit Canton na iyong nakasanayan mula pagkabata.. pwede pa lang mawala.

 

-burrrpppp! Nabusog ako. 🙂

RTW: Reason To Work

RTW: Ready To Wear

Yan ang alam kong RTW. Pero kahapon ko lang nalaman na may iba pang katumbas na sa salita ang bawat letra. At yan nga ay ang REASON TO WORK.

Rason para magtrabaho. Rason para makapasok sa opisina. Rason para magpursigi. Rason para magsipag. Rason para mahalin ang trabaho. Rason para makalimot. Rason para umusad. Rason para magpatuloy. Rason para magmove on sa buhay.

Rason. Rason. Rason.

Puro na lang rason.

Kaya ba pagdating sa pag-ibig nilalagyan na din ng makukulay na rason?

Why did you love the person back (in the first place) ? Why.

Someone had asked me then, why did you love him? And I just said, “Just because.”

Hindi dahil sa walang direksyon ang pagmamahal mo sa taong yun, pero dahil walang sasaktong salita, pangungusap, kaisipan, o paliwanag o rason ang pwedeng magdescribe ng nararamdaman mo para sa taon yun. At sa pagkakataong makahanap ka na ng rason kung bakit mo minamahal ang isang tao, mangamba ka na.. Baka makahanap ka na rin ng rason para saktan siya.

-Haluh. I’m okay. 🙂 Medyo pangit lang ang gising. WORK! WORK! WORK! Para sa kaban ng bayan!