Nala’s whisper

Is this the day?

When I get to meet “HIM”?

I was at Max’s restaurant celebrating SAM’s birthday and Ley’s baptism…

when the lady said..Its time to show our mascot..

MAX’s has a mascot..? It can’t be HIM.

It blew me away..I’m not ready..

MAX’s is equal to…you know who….

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then..I met Chickie Boy…

hehehe..

Kidding aside, Thank you Aldrin and Leah! I had fun.

This is just one of my AHA experiences in life that money can’t really buy. Believe it or not, I am one of those who are into self help books. Weird huh? Well, I spend a lot on these books. Its not because without it I won’t have direction.  I have always been honest to admit that everytime I go through different points in my life, I have always been interested on other people’s advice or other people’s insights. I love hearing about people’s experiences in life, how things worked for them, their mistakes, etc. I have a huge number of great friends, acquaintance or just anyone around me to chit chat about life on a daily basis with that I am blessed.

My hunger for life experiences does not actually stop there. I see real life experiences in songs (videoke songs most of the time — that’s why I love it), movies and books. With that, Bookstores are a haven of life experiences for me. Points in my life deserves a book that should go with it.

When I am in bookstores, I initially buy the books that other people recommend. Well, sometimes out of boredom, I just spend lots of time in the bookstore and just buy a book I like..just because…just because..just because.  For today, I was supposed to buy a book on overcoming procrastination (which I really really really really needed) but I just found one book that seemed more interesting.

I heard of a book that Oprah recommended and I saw it. Its The Secret by Rhonda Byrne. Part of me believes in Oprah even if I don’t really know her that well. I base it I guess on the things that she does and how she reacts to other people’s experiences. I think we both see the world in a very idealistic way. Part of you wants to make a difference. For her, its a reality and for me, its still a dream. So there, I bought it just because..just because..Oprah (someone I had to admit I adore) recommends it.

 When I got home and I was ready to read it, It seemed interesting.

Foreword:  — from The Secret by Rhonda Byrne

“A year ago, my life had collapsed around me. I’d work myself into exhaustion, my father died suddenly, and my relationships with my work colleagues and loved ones were in turmoil. Little did I know at the time, out of my greatest despair was to come the greatest gift.”

That just drew me to know what the secret is. To hear lessons from people who failed a lot in life and still pulled it off is always a blessing.

The Secret is —–

The book started explaining what the secret it. I was like — “So that’s the secret?” The next chapters would explain other people’s view about it, how it changed their life, how to apply it in other aspects of life.

To take you straight to the point, I do not believe it. There’s more to life’s meaning than just relying on the power of the mind. Everthing that was amazing which happened in my life happened, not because of “The Secret”, absolutely not because of it. I did not read it thoroughly (which makes me ” NOT A CREDIBLE REVIEWER OF THE BOOK”) because I did not want her thoughts mess with my personal drive and strategy on how I live my life.  Obviously, Its way beyond what I can do. Its beyond my mind. My drive has nothing to do with the power to control the end – result.  I believe in honesty, sincerity, prayers, blessings, grace and dependence.  

Don’t get me wrong, I’ve been open to other people’s points even if I don’t believe it but this one seems dangerous. I think that in finding yourself, you don’t have to stick to an idea that fits you. Its also in seeing the difference that you get to see your beliefs clearly.  With that, I just took two steps from the million miles of walk to my journey of self discovery. Whew, that makes buying the 600 pesos book worth it.

P.S. So there… just let me know if you are interested to read the book. Read it and just tell me about it. In that way, the information may come to me not as intimate as how I read a book personally.

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When I heard this? Its one of the words that would usually enter my ears, pass by my brain and not trigger anything from the heart.  When I was actually in the process of doing that, I had to stop myself and tell myself that I might be missing something great here.

Is it just me? These words mean a lot, right? Its somehow romantic..intimate… This is something. This should be something. It would mean the world to anyone to be understood. Inspite of making crazy, bad and weird decisions, you are still understood.

Even in the professional level, it means something. That’s why I say it all the time when I really mean it…total emphasis..with the nodding of the head.

I get you. I get your whole story.  I get YOU. You make sense to me. You make PERFECT sense to me. Whew..that’s romantic.

“Apple of the Eye” idiomatic expression - favorite; liked 

Apple Picking is a common activity done in the upper state of new york. Well, since my cousins live in the area..we did try apple picking. We went there and bought huge bags where we can place our apples. We rented long poles that would allow us to get the apples from way on top of the trees. When we got to the tree area, apple picking does not seem hard to do because..hey..there are lots of apples. Also, there are lots of trees.

My strategy is to get the apples that I could effortlessly reach. Sure…I can get lots of apples doing that. No need for the poles. But, when you gaze among the branches of the trees and look above. There would be sweet apples above. They are red…hmmm. It gave me a feeling that no matter how many apples I got from my reach, I had to try and get those apples above me. My eyes are dead set on those apples. Using the poles, I had to stretch my way up and do all the tricks just to get the apple. I want it fall into my bucket and taste it. Even if this would mean that I would have to topple other apples beside it . There will be an apple that will catch your eye and make you do all effort to get. If you give up, then you’ll go on to the next tree searching for a new apple…knowing at the back of your head that you missed one apple that would most probably have been the sweetest and the most scrumptious ever.

Whew..apples..

…some taken just because they are the nearest one…some taken just because they already fell to the ground and are good to the belly anyways…some taken just because someone already got the apples that they really like, they take the second option.

For all apple pickers, please be nice to apples. If you don’t get the ones you really like, please don’t topple other apples down. Let them stay on the branch to grow and be as red as it can be. One apple picker might one day drop by to see that that particular apple is a special one.

Now, I know what it means to be the apple of the eye. Its more than being just liked. Its more than just being a favorite. Its a breathtaking expression.

To be the apple of someone’s eye is like saying — Among a number that is just like you or better, among hundreds of options, i choose you. With that, I’ll do whatever it takes to have you.

Whew..I hope this is real.

US 2007 

All of sudden..I’ve changed…

  What’s Your Song?

  My Result: Every Breath You Take  

Romantic and soulful, it’s no surprise its your signature song. When it comes to a night on the town, we’d guess you’d rather enjoy a candlelit dinner for two or a low-key night hanging out with friends than a wild party or chaotic club.

And while your signature song may not bring the house down, it never fails to inspire that loving feelin’ in everyone. So, keep it up. It’s nothing short of breathtaking!  

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Thanks everyone who keeps on reading my blog although I prefer that we keep in touch in real time hahaha. 

If you want to know what’s on my mind, visit me, call me or text me.

If you want to know what I think, visit me, call me or text me.

If you want to know ALL MY STORIES, visit me, call me or text me.

If you want to know what I feel right now, visit me, call me or text me.

If you want to see all my pictures, visit me, call me or text me.

If you just want to talk nonsense or has sense, visit me, call me or text me.

If you don’t think we are close enough to call each other, visit or text…do it anyways hehehe..

Please do so because I will do the same thing to all of you and screw your life.

I have figured out what to do with lots of confusing things in my life right now… got the direction I needed to pull all loose strings together.

I love blogs but it just makes me sad to think that I am updated with some friends based on what I read in their blogs. I became complacent that I  longer initiate seeing them and knowing how they are in real time..tsk tsk tsk. Reading Blogs is good alternative to keep in touch for busy people but it ruins my whole idea of what friendships deserve.

See you around..besides I’m always available…We’ll make time.

I’ll still update my blog but not as often as before. It is just because I am so in love with writing hehehe..  :) Also, expect me to screw your sites once in a while with all my pep talks and crazy ideas. I still love blogging… hehehe