life…oh! life…

Making a long story short!

Hmmm??? July 4, 2008

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Child-like Happiness February 18, 2008

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When I see children laughing, screaming and running with boundless energy, I am compelled to remember how fun it is to be a kid. I can still vividly relive the joyous moments when I created paper dolls, playhouse and pretended to be someone – a princess, a mom, a baby, a teacher, a wicked witch or any character I could imagine. Games like block jack (hopscotch), German soccer, “shatom”, Chinese garter, patentero, “bahaw-bahaw” and “buwan-buwan” are some of the popular games we used to play in PI. Petty/nonsense arguments, teasing and name-calling with playmates also made the memory funnier…By and large, my childhood was happy.

Below is a simple poem I made; dedicated to all the children in the world. May every kid enjoy his/her childhood for it passes only once.


 

Dreams January 16, 2008

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Reflection: “What do I really want?” January 4, 2008

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Have you ever got a feeling that you don’t really know what you want? When you are on the verge of wanting to change career or whatever? or Just wanting something else???

Today, I came to reflect and recognize I have endless wants, desires, aims, etc. I believe this is not reflective of unhappiness of what or where I am now because I am contented – life is good in general and I am thankful for my husband, my family, my friends and everyone who touched and made my life more meaningful. However, my contentment doesn’t mean I am complacent with everything because I cannot STOP trying to BE better. If by chance and fate I’ll succeed, great! If not, I’ll try and try and try…There’s a place I wanna be, a person I wanna be and yet it is undefined and it is boundless.

In my opinion, we are all alike; we never get satisfied with everything – little things, major things and what have you. At some point, we will want something and we just don’t stop…but then again, I don’t know. I can only speak for myself =D

My drama mode today made me wrote this poem: