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Friday, November 30, 2012
Friday, July 13, 2012
bUSY ME
On Sunday I am going to enter graduate school. I am going to
study Master’s in Public Administration.
I promise to do very well and exert all my
efforts into self improvement. My strength is for development and not for my
husband’s habit.
My stumbling blocks is going to be my stairs up…I will just
step into it... I will be very busy to have time for crying…
God have mercy on me.
Getting out of hand
Yesterday…
My husband fetched me in the grocery store…as I entered the
car I knew he got alcohol effect…for the first time he admitted that he got too
many.
I just stared in disappointment and inhaled
without exhaling a thousand times…trying to control his speed in driving… thank God we arrived safe
at home after numerous lined up accidents. I just let him sleep and did the
laundry, brushed and cleaned the bathroom… my tears fell in my cheeks while
doing the errands… times that I wish to have a father to discipline my husband.
I feel like in a dome with me, myself and I, no one really cares for my
situation.
I exhausted myself and dozed to sleep…this is going to be a
habit I guess.
Early this morning I learned that in
their drinking session yesterday he was attacked by his drinking mate with a
bolo. The commotion though was
controlled by my cousins… His drinking habit is getting out of hand and he
might lose his life in irrelevant manner.
I plan to brush the floor of our whole house after office.
Off Beam
I hate occasions, special occasions because I know that I will
have to deal with different person.
Yes my loving husband seems to turn into stranger every time
alcohol is in him. Considering my phobia with drunken person aggravates the
situation. I cry in silence and sometimes in hysteria.
Just last Sunday my neighbor’s child celebrated his 1st
birthday, a license to drink for my husband. I forced him to go home as I noticed
his over drinking. He kept on talking about his money spending in my
advantage and it really hurt me. I cried all night and got swollen eyes and
because of that I decided not to go to office because my appearance will only
reveal my situation.
It surprised him why I
wasn’t able to go to office and asked why I cried. He just laughed and admitted
that he got out of control. He then promised over again not to do it but still
insisting that he is not doing wrong.
Once I confessed my problem with a friend, I am not really
happy with his drinking habits and she took it as if nothing was really wrong. My
husband remains calm and sleeps after the drinking spree…though he is a quiet
drinker, he drives a vehicle and he had put my life and other’s lives into
danger many times because of that. Days after over drinking he will surely have
asthma attack, cough and high blood pressure and still he will insist that he is
not off beam.
Oh Lord has mercy on me!
White Lies
In my younger years
my teacher taught me that when a person ask you “How are You?”, you will answer back “
I am fine, thank you!”. The teaching emanates in my personality.
Every time a person inquires how I am doing ’I graciously say
“Oh no worries”.
At this moment I am answering in view of brightening
somebody’s day… not to impart the misery I am going through…talking about white
lies.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Choice
I am sad…yes I am….but I am right…yes I am… Is it just
alright to be right and sad about it? Talking about life choices.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Flores the Mayo
Month of May is month of flowers. Roman catholic celebrates it with flower offering to the image of Virgin Mary and ended with a parade of beauties that signifies the queens and saints. The Santacruzan which signifies the search of Queen Elena for the cross of Jesus is the final event in month of Flowers...
This religious practice, as tourism booster campaign of the province was practiced in Provincial Capitol where I work. Though employees with different faith like me got exemption to participate, my seniors asked me to be well rounded...well rounded means joining every activity of the institution where I belong...Disaster on my part...My unconventional faith almost affected my professional standing. Though I became very vocal with my own beliefs of not bowing down to any idols and my apprehensions of God's rage with pagan practices ' I met them half way. I gave in and I joined the event but I did not compromise my religious preference. I was there like a tourist covering the event and an employee that supportive to the Provincial Capitol.
With due respect the world will be brighter if we accept those who love violet and those that prefers yellow...
Love for Breakfast
Good Morning...It was just last Sunday when I woke up with ready breakfast...a tasty pig knuckles cooked with bamboo shoots, a not that easy recipe to cook especially in the morning... I appreciate my husband's effort to impress me...I also love the food that he cooked...Thank you my husband for this another way of saying I love you!
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
High School Reunion
What's good with High School reunion is that you got to see old friends and feel the warmth of their usual friendship. The interest on how your classmates did and who among the lovers end up together. What I love with our latest get together is the laughter that we once again shared and no one asked about careers and success as a person...We just ate together, played games and shared contact numbers... We all had hell of fun...
Weight Success
2008 up to present weight monitoring... |
It is no secret, my weight management problem.By just merely drinking water I am gaining pounds... Once my Aunty asked me the reason of staying fat and the question strike me... Little by little I increased my physical activities, then I maintained a certain slimming coffee that greatly helped me in suppressing hunger. When I made the picture in here many got interested in my diet...30 kilos lost in 4 years...many are ordering my coffee now and they're getting the expected result as I did...
sECRETLY tAKEN
My office mate with reading glasses and paired with magnifying lens in reading text messages. |
We laughed in success that we caught her wearing eyeglasses and still with magnifying glass as reinforcement...We posted the pictures in face book as other ways of reading text messages...after a while she laughed...she actually browsed herself in facebook and saw the stolen pictures we posted...
Kat kat the Barbie Doll
This little girl or should I say young big girl Katkat got her bangs cut and with a pink backpack full with toys every time she visits me. She reminds me of Dora the explorer. To my surprise she exclaimed in disappointments when I called her Dora...she is a barbie she claimed...I secretly laughed and asked myself ...how could a pink back pack, a round face with full bangs signify Barbie!..I just gave in to her....
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Friday, November 30, 2012
Friday, July 13, 2012
bUSY ME
On Sunday I am going to enter graduate school. I am going to
study Master’s in Public Administration.
I promise to do very well and exert all my
efforts into self improvement. My strength is for development and not for my
husband’s habit.
My stumbling blocks is going to be my stairs up…I will just
step into it... I will be very busy to have time for crying…
God have mercy on me.
Getting out of hand
Yesterday…
My husband fetched me in the grocery store…as I entered the
car I knew he got alcohol effect…for the first time he admitted that he got too
many.
I just stared in disappointment and inhaled
without exhaling a thousand times…trying to control his speed in driving… thank God we arrived safe
at home after numerous lined up accidents. I just let him sleep and did the
laundry, brushed and cleaned the bathroom… my tears fell in my cheeks while
doing the errands… times that I wish to have a father to discipline my husband.
I feel like in a dome with me, myself and I, no one really cares for my
situation.
I exhausted myself and dozed to sleep…this is going to be a
habit I guess.
Early this morning I learned that in
their drinking session yesterday he was attacked by his drinking mate with a
bolo. The commotion though was
controlled by my cousins… His drinking habit is getting out of hand and he
might lose his life in irrelevant manner.
I plan to brush the floor of our whole house after office.
Off Beam
I hate occasions, special occasions because I know that I will
have to deal with different person.
Yes my loving husband seems to turn into stranger every time
alcohol is in him. Considering my phobia with drunken person aggravates the
situation. I cry in silence and sometimes in hysteria.
Just last Sunday my neighbor’s child celebrated his 1st
birthday, a license to drink for my husband. I forced him to go home as I noticed
his over drinking. He kept on talking about his money spending in my
advantage and it really hurt me. I cried all night and got swollen eyes and
because of that I decided not to go to office because my appearance will only
reveal my situation.
It surprised him why I
wasn’t able to go to office and asked why I cried. He just laughed and admitted
that he got out of control. He then promised over again not to do it but still
insisting that he is not doing wrong.
Once I confessed my problem with a friend, I am not really
happy with his drinking habits and she took it as if nothing was really wrong. My
husband remains calm and sleeps after the drinking spree…though he is a quiet
drinker, he drives a vehicle and he had put my life and other’s lives into
danger many times because of that. Days after over drinking he will surely have
asthma attack, cough and high blood pressure and still he will insist that he is
not off beam.
Oh Lord has mercy on me!
White Lies
In my younger years
my teacher taught me that when a person ask you “How are You?”, you will answer back “
I am fine, thank you!”. The teaching emanates in my personality.
Every time a person inquires how I am doing ’I graciously say
“Oh no worries”.
At this moment I am answering in view of brightening
somebody’s day… not to impart the misery I am going through…talking about white
lies.
Thursday, July 12, 2012
Choice
I am sad…yes I am….but I am right…yes I am… Is it just
alright to be right and sad about it? Talking about life choices.
Tuesday, June 5, 2012
Flores the Mayo
Month of May is month of flowers. Roman catholic celebrates it with flower offering to the image of Virgin Mary and ended with a parade of beauties that signifies the queens and saints. The Santacruzan which signifies the search of Queen Elena for the cross of Jesus is the final event in month of Flowers...
This religious practice, as tourism booster campaign of the province was practiced in Provincial Capitol where I work. Though employees with different faith like me got exemption to participate, my seniors asked me to be well rounded...well rounded means joining every activity of the institution where I belong...Disaster on my part...My unconventional faith almost affected my professional standing. Though I became very vocal with my own beliefs of not bowing down to any idols and my apprehensions of God's rage with pagan practices ' I met them half way. I gave in and I joined the event but I did not compromise my religious preference. I was there like a tourist covering the event and an employee that supportive to the Provincial Capitol.
With due respect the world will be brighter if we accept those who love violet and those that prefers yellow...
Love for Breakfast
Good Morning...It was just last Sunday when I woke up with ready breakfast...a tasty pig knuckles cooked with bamboo shoots, a not that easy recipe to cook especially in the morning... I appreciate my husband's effort to impress me...I also love the food that he cooked...Thank you my husband for this another way of saying I love you!
Wednesday, May 30, 2012
High School Reunion
What's good with High School reunion is that you got to see old friends and feel the warmth of their usual friendship. The interest on how your classmates did and who among the lovers end up together. What I love with our latest get together is the laughter that we once again shared and no one asked about careers and success as a person...We just ate together, played games and shared contact numbers... We all had hell of fun...
Weight Success
2008 up to present weight monitoring... |
It is no secret, my weight management problem.By just merely drinking water I am gaining pounds... Once my Aunty asked me the reason of staying fat and the question strike me... Little by little I increased my physical activities, then I maintained a certain slimming coffee that greatly helped me in suppressing hunger. When I made the picture in here many got interested in my diet...30 kilos lost in 4 years...many are ordering my coffee now and they're getting the expected result as I did...
sECRETLY tAKEN
My office mate with reading glasses and paired with magnifying lens in reading text messages. |
We laughed in success that we caught her wearing eyeglasses and still with magnifying glass as reinforcement...We posted the pictures in face book as other ways of reading text messages...after a while she laughed...she actually browsed herself in facebook and saw the stolen pictures we posted...
Kat kat the Barbie Doll
This little girl or should I say young big girl Katkat got her bangs cut and with a pink backpack full with toys every time she visits me. She reminds me of Dora the explorer. To my surprise she exclaimed in disappointments when I called her Dora...she is a barbie she claimed...I secretly laughed and asked myself ...how could a pink back pack, a round face with full bangs signify Barbie!..I just gave in to her....
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