Friday, May 22, 2009


So in answer to my last post, I just found out this afternoon when I got home from work the reason why my friend did not answer all my calls. There was an urgent call yesterday from her boss to go to work. And they did not finish early. And then after work her and her husband had dinner. Poor me, waiting for her call the whole night at least to tell me the reason why she blew-up the whole plan “again”. There was no call from her. But to be honest I did not get mad. I was just frustrated thinking that she did it again. I was gonna stop trusting her since this is not the first time. But in fairness to her, I got her message today explaining the whole thing. And that she called me earlier yesterday on my cell to abort the plan. But gee…. My cell was off at work. And when I turned it on there was no sign of voicemail or something like it used to. Damn! So, after she told me that she left a voice message, I checked my voicemail right away. And yes, it was there. Gosh, now I feel guilty. Sorry my friend. It was my cellphone’s bad. Opssss…

But I am really glad that you folks are fine.

Thursday, May 21, 2009


I’ve been sitting here for a while waiting for my friend to call me back. She called me yesterday. And we decided to go for a walk at that place called Greenlake. I told her that I have to go home after work to make my husband’s lunch. And when I am done I will call her. Yes, I had finished cooking a long time ago and I called her 3 times already. But I did not get any feedback yet. I don’t know if there is something going on or what. I called her home phone, her cell phone and her husband’s phone. But no one answered. I was so excited earlier but now it’s gone. I got headache instead. I just called her home phone again like less than a minute ago but still nobody’s answering. Well, I will wait for a little bit. If there is no call its means we are not going. I am hoping that everything with her is fine.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009


I would like to thank my friend Vivien for another tag. Thank you!

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This is the easy way and the fastest way to :
1. Make your Authority Technorati explode.

2. Increase your Google Page Rank.

3. Get more traffic to your blog.4. Makes more new friends.

Rules :
1. Start copy from “Begin Copy” until “End Copy” to your blog.
2. Put your own blog name and link.
3. Tag your friends as much as you can.

1. Picturing of Life 2. J
uliana’s Site 3. Hazel-My Life, My Hope, My Future.4. Jeanne-The Callalily Space5.My Family is my Life 6. The Simple Life of a Baghag 7. On A Wonderful Day Like Today 8. House Everything 9. The Creativity in Me 10. Travel and Photography 11. Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow 12. You Are My Sunshine 13.Song to Remember 14. Super Blog 15. Philiippine Tv Marathon 16.Simply Blue 17. Breaking the Boudaries 18. Top Five 19. A Simple Life 20. Simple Happy Life 21. Things That Matter Most 22. Business Matters 23. Amiable Amy 24. Beyond Photography 25. Ghe 26. You are next

I am tagging the following Friends:

Tuesday, May 19, 2009


It’s been two nights in a row that I have not gotten enough sleep. No matter how I tried to close my eyes and put myself to sleep I still can’t. There are few things bothering me right now. I still have not get a positive feedback regarding the project that we are working on back home. It’s been a month. There are times that I am losing hope. But I think as long as they are still working on it, there is still hope. I’ve been so stress at work too. Oh, how I wish I was born rich then I don’t have to work. But too bad I was born poor. So no matter how stressful my work is and no matter how tired I am I have no choice but to deal with it. Gosh! What a tough life.

Monday, May 18, 2009


I got this award from my friend Vivien. Vivien and I are friends for more than 3 years. We came from the same island, Cebu. I knew her through a friend. It was a blessing. We met a few times when we were still in Cebu. And we stayed in the same hotel in Manila when we were processing our k1 visa in which she was of great help. We’re both in US right now but in different states. But we still communicate. She is far from me and I am far from her. But you know what? She is my closest friend and a dear friend.

Anyway, thanks for this award Vien. God bless your.
And give this award to my co-bloggers: tipsandcara and Marley


I was so thankful to my co-worker, a very nice lady who gave me a ride home. It was a perfect timing that Ashley was on her break and I was about to walk to the bus stop. I was scared to walk and stand at the bus stop. We just found out that there were people who saw a bear 2 blocks away from work. I don’t know if they find it yet. But when I left work two helicopters were on bear hunting. It’s crazy! Where did the bear come from? I have not seen bear in real, only on TV. I hope they caught it. Then, I don’t have to worry tomorrow on my way to work. Scary!

Thursday, May 14, 2009


I was wondering the whole day yesterday why my dream was that weird. Early morning yesterday I woke up with a weird dream. In my dream, I was in a bad mood because of that water pump that we are working on back home. The reason why I was mad wasn’t clear. But I knew I raised my voice to the people I was talking to; my brothers, mama, my family. I thought I scared them because they just bowed their heads down and said nothing. But somebody from behind talked back in a sort of angry manner. It was my father. And I yelled back at him. It was funny because I was yelling at him in English. I bet was really mad. Then I woke up. I got scared. I dream of my father a lot. But he is usually calm and just sort of part of the crowd. He says only a sentence, a way of saying “hi, I am here. I am visiting”. But in that dream I yelled at him. I never raised my voice with him or talked to him like that when he was alive. But in that dream I yelled. I was so guilty. I was trying to ponder what the meaning of that dream was. I did not realized until later today that yesterday was his birthday, May 13th. He is 59 years old. Oh my gosh! I forgot and even Mama and the rest forgot. Now I am guiltier.

Sorry Pa. There are so many things going on in my head which made me forget things even the most special one. But I guess it’s not too late to greet you.


Wednesday, May 13, 2009


My papa passed away November of 2004. He had a stroke and was in coma for 3 days before he finally gave up. He did not say anything before he went to coma. There was no sign at all that he is leaving us, although he kept asking for my sisters who were not present on that morning in the hospital. He was complaining that severe pain in his head and his stomach. He always wanted food because he was hungry. He was vomiting. He told me that he wanted to sleep and he closed his eyes. He was still puking. I was relived when he was asleep and so were my brothers. But then he never woke up after that. We tried waking him up and so the doctors but he remained sleeping. He looked so pale on that first day. On the second day we’re hoping for his recovery since he looked better. He was not as pale as the first day but still he was sleeping. We kept waking him up but no response. There were several times that we saw tears running down on his cheeks. I don’t know or we don’t know if he wanted to say something but he can’t say it. He had a fever in that afternoon, a high fever. We managed to move him to an air-conditioned room hoping it will calm down his fever. He was better for a while. But very early on that third day, he started flinching. We tried to calm him down by talking to him until he stopped. But he did it again and again. The doctor was telling us that a respirator will help. So we agreed. When everything was ready, they put the tube into my father’s mouth down to his throat. Papa was in so much pain. I was not in the room but I saw his feet twisting everytime they tried to push the tube down to his throat. My brother was screaming to stop them. “Stop! Are you trying to kill my father?” this is what my brother said. We were glad that his regular doctor came. He did the procedure smooth and easy. He was yelling at the other doctors for not using the right tube. The one they tried was too big and it probably sliced his throat. When I went to the room it was so messy and wet. They had to clean the blood that came out from my father’s mouth. I don’t know how much blood was there. After that everything seemed fine. Papa looked calm and in peace. But it only took about 3 or 4 hours and then he was flinching again. Doctors and nurses came and did everything but I guess he was already tired. We asked them to stop doing the CPR after doing it several times and there was no response. We were waiting until our father gave up his last breath. It was so painful. All of us were not ready. I miss him all the time. And may be he missed us too. All I know he visits me in my dreams often.


Friday, May 1, 2009


He is soooo cute. Sometime, he gets so tired that he falls asleep at the table.