wanderlust

i’ve always thought gingerbread houses were silly things. you put so much effort into building something and making it look so pretty. but in the end it’s so pretty that you don’t wanna eat it. so then christmas passes, and you’re left with this stale gingerbread house that’s not exactly edible. and then what? it’s a shame to throw it away, especially after all the effort that went into it (or knowing that someone actually bought it for you). so you sit there with a plastic smile on your face and nibble away till its all gone. or you give up and throw it away.

at least we have something nice to look at for the next few weeks, right?

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after another non-fight leading to an i’m-sorry-for-being-hormonal phone call:

according to mike feir, this gingerbread house was all part of a master plan (that i unconsciously foiled!) according to him, he wanted to give me something that would last a long time :) to which i replied, uhhh don’t diamonds last a long time too!? mike’s wise words: “diamonds are for old people!” me: “WHAT!?!” mike: “well, if i gave you diamonds 20 years from now you’d be ecstatic. but if i gave you a gingerbread house 20 years from now, you’d probably throw it in my face! so i might as well give it now while i can!” :)

HAHAHAHA. what a day! just another reason why i love this boy so much <3

single serving friends

I KNEW IT WAS A SCAM!

so this “sheena” called me up just now, and (1) invited me to go to this Rich Dad Poor Dad workshop at AIM tomorrow afternoon and then (2) if I’d like to join her as a partner for this business venture with anti-aging products.

A 2 week scam. I’m somewhat impressed! I told her to email me about it, but she pressed that we should meet in person about the project.

SHADY! so I said I was a busy student that needed to focus on school.

weird! this after the insurance scam incident! DO I LOOK LIKE AN INNOCENT FOOL!??! hahaha

written on Nov 24th, 2009 8:20pm:

strange thing happened today. well, it wouldn’t have been as strange if it were in the states, but the fact that something like this happened in Manila is… not usual.

i made a new friend while shopping at the bookstore. a girl about my age asked me about where she could buy the new Belle de Jour planner, and we chatted for a bit. she ended up getting my number, and then saying goodbye.

the first few things that ran through my head

1. she’s going to scam me in 5 minutes and ask for money
2. she has an accomplice that is going to try steal my phone/ipod/wallet
3. she’s going to try to convert me
4. she’s hitting on me (!?)

well, apparently none of these initial freak-out ideas were true and i think maybe she was just… normal and friendly. why is that so weird these days!?

in Fight Club, they talk about single serving friends - the people you talk to on the airplane. you can open up and talk about your deepest secrets with them for that 6 hour ride, and then you walk away and never see each other for the rest of your life.

it’s funny that i can be so candid with strangers or new acquaintances, and yet when i see an old classmate that i was once friends with but no longer talk to, we can be barely get a hello out of each other.

maybe if we were all just a little bit more friendly this city wouldn’t be so paranoid about every person that walks by.

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i’m still kinda waiting for the catch though.. what did she want?! what was the ulterior motive behind her chattiness??

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hmm. too bad it wasn’t a cute guy HAHA.

forever

I just realized The Time Traveler’s Wife is such a stupid stupid movie.

who the hell would actually believe when someone says that they’ll love you forever? that you’re “meant to be”? the stupid girl in the story was basically coerced into loving the dude from the future. she loved him because she knew she would in the future. but what made her decide to love him in the first place?

stupid. destiny? forever? stupid stupid.

Hellow poh mamser!

In leadership class today, we disscussed enneagrams.

#2: The Helper

We’re the ones that go around assisting everyone, checking to make suer everyone’s ok. Warm, concerned, nurturing, and sensitive to other people’s needs.

Unfortunately, we need to be needed. Something that’s quite addictive :O And when we don’t get the appreciation that we need (& deserve), we disintegrate into #8, and get very angry and assertive. (Which is so true! When I’m pissed, the world knows it!).

But our periods of most growth happens when we become #4, the romantic in touch with her feelings. Which IS VERY VERY TRUE! I’ve achieved the most personal growth through creative and artistic endeavors. ^_^

Yay! hahaha watching #6 & #7 was so funny. hahaha paranoia & the noisy people!

does God have a hotline?

& so the evangilism starts again, as if I didn’t have enough of this for 12 years. this is the small part of me that most of my college friends don’t know - the part that spent weeks in depression over the fact that my friends and family might go to hell, the girl that would come to class late because she was weeping after a sermon, the girl that got ostracized her senior year for standing up for what was right.

born-again Christian? Catholic? religion is a very big can of worms that I opened a long long time ago. probably at the age of 6, when my first grade teacher asked me “Do you have Jesus in your heart?” And for the next 12 years the same speech would be repeated, only as I got older, it got more complicated. other words were thrown in. things got emotional. I’ve seen people change, I’ve seen people turn back to their old ways, I’ve seen many more lie through their teeth.

I think at the end of the day, it doesn’t matter to me what you call yourself. What matters is how you treat mankind, God’s creation, the values and integrity you have for yourself, that you have a personal relationship with God instead of paying a person to hear you admit your sins so you feel better, you say sorry when you are wrong, you stand up when human rights are violated, you send the love of God to others through yourself.

I have heard all the speeches, I know all the right things to say to get the door-to-door religous salesmen off my back, and I have seen and heard things from all kinds of religions that will shock and amaze you.

What would Jesus do? Well, Jesus talked and listened to people. And He also healed people. & that’s what I plan on trying to do. WWJD.

home

family - the people that get on your nerves by simply doing nothing, the people that love you the most, even though you get on their nerves for doing nothing.

and boy do they get on my nerves. i have a dad who replies smugly when asked a question, a mom who hovers way too much (despite my 22 years of age!!!) and a sister who is constantly on the phone with that boyfriend of hers. but i better watch my tongue, one false move and i’ll end up in her blog. haha.

i have missed the ocean. looking to my future, i simply can’t imagine living in some landlocked city. i’d go insane.

things have been (very) rough in the relationship department, but we’re hanging on. what else is there to do but have hope?

things were best under the ocean this break. you don’t have to say a single word, and you still understand each other. it’s just slow breathing in a vastness of blue.

1 more week.