The nights are slowly getting cooler.
While Summer has overstayed a bit longer… Autumn is showing signs of taking over.
Good night!
Social media
Why I am still still stuck with blogging?
Because I just can’t be bothered with other trending platforms at the moment.
Maybe someday soon.
For now, I will be here.
I’ll get there, one way or another.
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Pent-up emotions
Do you keep it inside of you?
Do you drink alcohol till you drop?
Do you cling on to friends, for fear of doing anything you would regret later on?
Do you cry in public places and moving transportation?
Or do you hide until the time you realize that the world has already moved on…
and it’s only you left moaning, crying, wasting tissues and squeezing hankies dry?
Do you binge on everything?
Or do you rather obstinate on anything?
Do you instead lounge into denial?
Or continue to live a lie?
That low life-scum pretense of a man who cheated
Does he really deserve your time, wealth and health, by bringing you down lower than earth!
Day two: How are you?
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Mind concept
Winning a game, reaching a goal, even if in the end it’s still a loss – does it even make sense?
How you got there – baring all bottlenecks, trials and obstacles is the grand price of it all!
Day one. My Waterloo: I have a list! Can you guess?
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A man and a woman
How does a woman enjoy her day off and holiday at home?
Well, it really is simple.
She wakes up early. Washes her face, perform her morning rituals and then proceed to the kitchen.
Empty the dishwater.
Bake a cake.
Tidy up the kitchen.
Work on the ironing.
Prepare coffee and lastly, clear up the clutter in the living room and the dinning table.
Two hours later, Man comes into the room.
Greets woman good morning. Gives her a hug.
Does his morning rituals of brushing his teeth, measuring his weight and drying his bike outfit which was soaked the whole night.
Then he declares: “I will clean the coffee maker”
He places water in the coffee maker water tank, adds the cleaning liquid and then press the “on” button.
Great!!! His day hast started!
And yours?
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Seasons upon Love
In the wee small hours of dawn,
The sky opened up to a yawn,
The silent blow of the wind whistles
As the sun crept slowly in the meadows.
Butterflies like to flutter
Winglets with so much color,
It flips, it swing’s, it dances,
From flower to flower it stops to hover.
Water flows down along the river bed,
My hatred washed away with it,
My feelings slowly dissipate…,
Into the depths of the ocean where it ends!
I think I may love again
I’m ready to be hurt again,
Only this pain I can endure,
When summer turns to autumn
and winter ends too soon.
The snow in my heart melts into spring…
Like joy to a child with her silly grin
Lessons in life carried on till the end,
Like a love that endures time and time again.
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Sorrows of a Wee
Another day, another week, another month till finally…Another year!
Hoping all will be better, safer and virus clear.
Alas! Covid has mutated,
And leider, so is her dear.
Her life has crumbled, her heart is aching.
A child is at the clinic for grieving,
To what I call a lame attempt at dissipating.
What start is this? I ask myself
Never did I imagine it would all end up like this.
The mother is a wreck, the daughter – well, needs to be checked!
Now, a camera in the room is the only solution.
Like Big Brother, watching her every motion.
Who is to be blamed for this tragedy?
Surely not the child herself – that’s definitely a nee!!!!
The parents as one could also be to blame.
But, — really? It’s all just a shame.
The mom blames the father,
And the father just shrugs his shoulders.
Whatever it is, the child must never be left
Alone on a platter, her inner self slowly shattered!
She feels neglected.
She feels suffocated.
Perhaps sometimes, even intoxicated!
From all the toxin in and out of her abode.
The only solution for her is to float.
Fly away and never come back.
Come back to this hellhole, what she though was not.
Growing up in the belief that she was a princess.
Shedding all her guards down, now she’s feeling like s**t!
A loss of time and effort and nothing to gain.
Now, she is living in pain.
Is this a tragedy?
Or can this be destiny?
The child wallows in sorrow, what should have been glee!
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A bit too early to speculate….
To you! – it’s still not here!
Maybe, next month or in a year!
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The innocent “hi”
… just like a rose… pretty but thorny! Your friendship is beautiful but it pricks here and there until my life is stung… not from a bee but from your prickly personality!!!
I chanced upon someone online tonight. It was really a surprise, since I have not heard from that someone for a long, long time. As I was doing some harmless (except to my CC!!) online shopping – I stumbled into a post by that person. The individual posted a comment about the place where I was shopping. I noticed the name and thought it sounded familiar. Okay, I give in, of course it a just a pen-name, that person’s blogger name. It made a click in my mind anyway, so I decided to take a break from online shopping. I went to look/see and drop in to the blog-sites that I used to follow. I have a list of other bloggers whom I have encountered in the world wide web way back when I jumped into this bandwagon. Sadly enough, many have gone or have left their blogs unattended, just like mine.
I guess those bloggers have moved on. They have moved on or shifted to an easier, media platform where one doesn’t have to take care of the whole layout, cleaning spams, and maintaining the homepage regularly. I must say, I, myself did succumb to it as well. I also joined the craze of other social media platforms where one can write and or share comments with everybody else. Open and easy to post or write whatever is on anybody’s mind.
In the beginning I was also fascinated. I was so ecstatic to have met people again whom I have not seen or communicated with for a very long time! The thrill of getting to know them again became a drug. I got hooked and started looking for more. The curious in me started working overtime. I was so excited to find out what has happened to whom, etc. Until the time that it became so loud and chaotic online as well. Intrigues and bad intentions slowly crawled in the renewed “friendships”.
Miscommunication and/or misinterpretations if intentional or otherwise became rampant. Somehow, I slowly realized why I lost contact with them in the first place.
Then I asked myself: Was it really a case of: I lost contact or was the cut-off intended because of one or more reasons. There must have been a reason why I lost track of my “old cherished friends” before.
I am not just talking about the usual reasons, like: we have moved house/city, changed schools, went to the province, moved abroad or moved up in life. No, somewhere along the way, something must have happened. Either grave or trivial, criminal or lackadaisical-the cut off must have been well intended.
Clearly, it was not difficult to cut ties in the old days. We didn’t have the luxury of the social media or search engines then. If one wanted to cut connection with another, the only medium was to stop personal meetings, telephone calls and or does not write via the old medium—the snail mail!
And after so many years, like everything else, whatever that reason was then, the human and emotional/psychological aspect played a higher ace and everything else was forgotten. One moved on, got so enraged in the highs and lows of life, bigger success or deeper failures made us so engulfed in the current trial that we are experiencing making us forget what happened before. The heartache, the failure, the stab in the back, the malice-all forgotten. What is important is the present, the now, the current challenges and success.
Then, it happened. It started with a simple: Hi.
Just like that. This two letter word. So ignorant, so clean. so simple. It is a stealth. A bomb ticking to explode on a given time. If stepped on or when the pin is ticked off. Why would somebody want to step on it? It baffles me still. Because, it may be hard to understand, but there are people who thrive on it. They intentionally approach or even take an extra mile to look for that certain person, befriend, earn their trust, pretend to care, extend help and or just be someone whom one can rely on… and then boom!
Perhaps, because of the thrill? The adrenaline? The excitement?
Maybe it is really with criminal intent?
Or maybe, it is a sickness – psychological or simply a mind game which one gets the adrenaline rush from. Worst case is, it’s out of boredom in life.
Whatever the reason may be. Whatever may have caused a tragedy or a happy end it may also be!
It is still a drug that one can get hooked into. And it is known that if one gets hooked – life becomes a cycle. The rotation never ends. The story would just go on and on and on. There is never an end but only a sweet but vicious circle of hope and disappointment and maybe even death.
Most human being need this drug… Heck! Every human being needs a certain kind of drug.
Question is: which one are you? Do you need the drug? Or are you a victim to the drug?
**(Footnote)** To somebody, what you are looking for is not in this entry. 😉
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Silly thoughts on a warm summer day!
I like my memories… I like the skies… I like the berries and I like the pies!
I love snacks!!!
Well, who doesn’t?
Who doesn’t like that light meal in between or that bag of chips – once ripped, you just can’t leave.
Who doesn’t like that extra sweet slice of cake or sweet delicacy – more like candy actually!
Snacks makes one happy. Snacks make me happy…
Snacks gives comfort. Kids love them like crazy. Adults love them because, well, the child in them can’t seem to resist – perhaps because they bring back cherished memories???
So, yes. I like snacks…I love snacks. I love chips, cookies and biscuits. I also love fruit snacks. Dried, fresh, baked, or fried.. I love them all!
Snacks gives me satisfaction. I thread through memory lane whenever i open a bag of chips… or munch on candies. It takes me back to my childhood and my memories live!!!
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Ang maling akala…
Naalala mo pa ba?
Nung bata ka pa:
“Pagbilan nga po ng colgate… yung close up po ha“
Yep, that is just an example..
Kasi medyo naging ganun po ako… hehehe.
Admittedly, I used to say that as well… siyempre, nung bata pa ako!
Ang nakaka hiyang aminin ngayon ay ito…
…sa tinagal tagal ng panahon,
…makaraan ang maka buluhang EDSA rebolusyon
…sa lawak ng dagat na tinawid ko,
…matapos akong matuto ng 2 pang banyagang linguahe,
…sa milya milyang mileage na naipon ko—
Ngayon ko lang na laman na ang „pig-pie“ na paborito kong meryenda mula noong bata pa ako…
Ito pala ay isang pabula… isang malaki at kamangha-manghang pangyayari…
Wala palang pig… este porki meat… este baboy sa pigpie na kina-lakihan.
Ito pala ay purong harina at asukal lamang…
At ang aking pani-niwala pala ay purong maling akala lang!
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Excuse my flaming…
There is really no way I can say this nicely. It cannot be painted with sweet niceties. It is just so grossly real. It is morbidly real. It is the new normal. The corona pandemic is definitely not an illusion. It is reality!!! It is tragically happening and alarmingly spreading around the globe. The USA being the far most greatly affected. Their death toll is rising everyday. Their infection rate is double if not more than the total infections around the globe. AGAIN, It is for real!!! Those who really believe otherwise, think again. But, I beg you to stay healthy and not get infected.
What is so surreal is the fact that there really are people who believe otherwise. There are thousands, (i hope not more in number) who do not believe the corona pandemic is happening. I still cannot fathom that a longtime family friend is one among the thousands that I mentioned. He thinks everything about corona is a farse. A bad political propaganda. He believes that ordering the people to stay at home means taking away his freedom. He think that if he will be infected with the virus, then so be it. Fine… I get it. You can say: “it is your destiny, call it fate if you will.”
But what about the others who could get infected by you? Won’t you feel the guilt that you are responsible for their illness? That you caused them pain? What about the people in the medical field, who are working so hard to help heal those who got infected? They who have to sacrifice themselves and their families from getting infected because of your inverted belief? They work day and night for many hours and in doing so, risking their own lives… just because you don’t want to stay home. They sacrifice themselves, not being with their family, not being with their children, just because you think you want to keep your freedom.
I know that there are thousands of people around the globe who also believe that the Corona virus is NOT real. Those who claim that the pandemic is only a political propaganda, I’d say drop d**d. Honestly, I don’t know how you would react if you get infected with the virus yourself. Those who think that the virus is just a normal influenza, try drinking tea as remedy. Try taking colds medicine, Or you think a hot footbath will be enough to cure you…go ahead and see if it works. See if it really would work. Now, promise though, that after taking the normal or usual way of curing oneself from the regular influenza and colds and you are still not virus free, that you would then stop this blabla about everything else just being a propaganda! That is of course, if you survive from the virus.
It really is very simple. You, as a family member, a friend, a relative a colleaugue, can make a sacrifice of following the rules and take responsibility. You as a Christian, a believer in Christ, must somehow feel responsible for your co-citizen, your neighbors and co-workers. YOu can help by doing the necessary easues to break the infection chain. The sooner we start on it collectively, the faster we can get out of this pandemic.
If it still does not convince you otherwise, then you must be sick in the head! But you can’t put the blame on the corona virus for this anymore! You can take responsibility for your own sick mentality.
To the rest who are sane enough to comprehend what is happening, let us help each other. We can prevent getting infected or passing on the infection to our family members, relatives, friends and work colleagues by taking extra precautions. By following the rules. By maintaining distance from other people. By using the medical face mask whenever one is out in public. And by regularly washing or disinfecting the hands rigorously. And best is, if possible, to just stay at home. No unnecessary trips. No big gatherings. Only when we make these sacrifices can we help solve the problem of the virus spreading exponentially. Soon, this will be over. There is hope. There is help. There is still light at the end of the tunnel. Especially, now that the vaccine against it has been discovered. Soon, it will be easier to fight it. prevent it from spreading and eventually, we can all go back our usual routine. Before the covid times. The long-long ago times of normal living.
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Coffee anyone?
Gooooood moooorning www!!!!
Does anybody know how important the expiration date for a coffee disc is? Yeah, I know.. I should just google it. To which I did.
According to uncle “Google”:
“A coffee pod will remain fine to drink for years after the ‘best before’ date, which is there to indicate a period of optimal freshness. However, if you have coffee pods where the foil has dipped or collapsed into the capsule, then air may have gotten in and the pod may not be suitable for use…”
And according to: Coffee Perfectionist
“The ‘best before’ date is usually around 1 year from the date it was created. Coffee capsules are hermetically sealed to protect the coffee from light, oxygen and moisture. A coffee pod will remain fine to drink for years after the ‘best before’ date, which is there to indicate a period of optimal freshness.”
Seems like, it is still safe to use up the discs that are still left lying around in our office coffee nook. Since the lockdown, I have been the only one visiting the office regularly. Everybody else has been ordered to stay at home. I do drink coffee but not as often as the other colleagues. I normally switch from coffee to tea every now and then. Hence, 3 extra packs of coffe discs are still waiting to be used up. Problem is: lockdown has been extended. So, those discs are just waiting to be popped.
I am relying on the info I got that they will not go bad for another year. Hopefully this lockdown will not last that long anymore.
Yes, I wish that the pandemic is not my present, like everybody else. I live to hope that nothing much has changed. I live to hope that all those who suffered and perished from the pandemic are still with us in the present and did not feel any pain at all. I will stay hopeful and maintain that what I believe in is true, will stay true and so it shall be. Am I going insane? Can it be that, I am now a certified schizophreniac? I tell you, it may also be one of the effects of the virus.
These thoughts run around in circles in my head each and everyday for the last 9 months. I am still good… just like the expiring coffee discs, I will be okay. I will stay well and keep myself healthy… so as to keep others healthy as well.
Ya’all…. Take care every one!! Let’s hang in there. Vaccination has rolled out in the whole wide world. The virus will be defeated soon!
Have a happy weekend 🙂 🙂
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In the wee hours of the morn… again!
Had a long day at work…yesterday.
Okay, I’m thinking I really should’t have opened that can of beer at 2am last night because I came home from work just dragging myself like a zombie. Well, a lesson learned is a lesson learned.. even in my very young age. lol:
So, I grabbed something to eat and 10 minutes later, I was out splattered on my sofa in deep slumber. Next thing I knew, it is already past midninght and the whole place is bathed in total darkness. So, I got up, deciding to move to the bedroom… and then I realized that I still need to do some knitting and stitching… hehehe.. oh, I mean, I still need to do some twitching and quitching with my blog.
Now, again at 3:37am, am awake and thinking while getting some work done, I should get myself something to drink… and play on youtube some oldies in the background. Just to try to damper the howling wind out in the weee hours of the morning.
John Denver, Willie Nelson’s Always on my Mind and Jim Croche’s Time in a Bottle … with my glass of….yeahhhhh, milk! 😆
I heard from some firefly whopping by, that a glass of milk should help bring me to dreamland again…
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Flippin’ over to sentiments in my mind
Today, January 21,2021 is supposedly “the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century …” Don’t know if this is true but, well, just being myself with the howling wind outside this cold winter morn. 😆
I’m just getting sentimental.. at 02:00 am. Yep, am enjoying a can of my fave lemon-beer mix drink while listening to Sir Elton John’s …. “the bluuuess….ahhh..ah..ahh…. “!