Entries from October 2008 ↓

Presembreak:

Dinner Date at Likha Diwa with my Philcoa Bible study group… for the first time, I managed a perfect attendance (no absent) record for a bs! Probably because I was the leader, hehe. We’ll have a three-week vacation, then the group will resume meeting on November 13. Topic will be on workplace issues. Young grads and professionals are welcome to join, we meet every Thursday 6:30pm at Mcdo Philcoa.

lovingly made by abi, the wondergirl!

 

from left: minnie, gift (aka bisita), phoebe, tine, me, abi and faith o.

Sembreak the first week:

Monday: Meeting for Ifugao Leadership Camp preparations. Now they tell me that I have to give a short talk on being single…Bwahahahahahahahaha!

Tuesday: Excavating packing my things and moving them from QC to Makati. Then a praise and worship and 2 chapter Romans marathon with the D3 girls. I also heard about something that made me sad. =(

Wednesday: Excavating packing my things and moving them from QC to Makati PART 2 (yes, I am a packrat). Then off to dinner at Pancake House for my brother’s 24th birthday with the whole family, including my almost 5 month old niece. She wore a pink checkered dress (think tablecloth) and a pink bib. She ate her fair share of jelly, banana, and icecream in little portions fit for a toothless mouth. We had to feed her; she kept staring at us as if saying, “subuan niyo naman ako.” Or she flailed at her mother’s arm as if asking for a piece of whatever food was near her. Poor little monster is teething; she gnawed my fingers until they were sore. We weren’t complete though; I miss Roy… he is still in Tarlac.

Thursday: Excavating packing my things and moving them from QC to Makati PART 3. How I managed to accumulate all these junk/papers/stuff in less than a year is beyond me. Maybe they breed? Sprout like mushrooms? Anyhow, also bought a sleeping bag and had a dinner date with Ida and Che, my svcf up manila co-conspirators who are very very hard to pin down. One’s a nurse at PGH, the other is a med student at UP. Halimaw sila parehopero mahal ko sila. =)

NOW: Got bags to pack, a talk to prepare, and a blog to post.

TOMORROW: First day of my parttime job, LGI class at Cosmo, and then I’m off to:

Courtesy of: http://www.pbase.com/bobbyw/image/65629511

I think I have an attention deificit problem. In English: I can’t wait.

I start fidgeting if made to sit still for more than 15 minutes, or talk to my seatmate, or doodle, or all three. I raise my hand in class even before the teacher has finished asking the question. I peek during those exams that say “Do not open the booklet unless your facilitator has given the signal.” I usually open gifts immediately upon receiving them (in the hopes that they are edible and thus must be saved from spoiling). I hover when people cook, then consume the food in around 5 minutes flat.

The only times I can be still while waiting is when travelling (I don’t have much of a choice, jumping off a plane is suicidal) or when I’m reading. Uh… then again, I often look at the last few pages to see if the book is worth my time.

But now I have to. Wait, that is. For something to happen. For people to come or go. For plans to come into being. For the next step to be revealed.

Stop grabbing opportunities just because they are there. Stop impulse-everything: shopping, eating, sleeping, deciding. Keep quiet and wait for all the facts. Keep faith, let go, and let God.

I need to learn how to wait…Wait until I am ready. Wait until it is the perfect time.

Because God has something great in store.

“For the revelation awaits an appointed time;
it speaks of the end
and will not prove false.
Though it linger, wait for it;
it will certainly come and will not delay.” Habakkuk 2:3

I don’t like a man who doesn’t sleep, says God

Sleep is the friend of men

Sleep is the friend of God

Sleep perhaps the most beautiful thing

I have created

And I myself rested on the seventh day.

But they tell me there are men

Who work well and sleep badly

Who don’t sleep.

What a lack of confidence in Me.

- by French poet Charles Peguy

 

Three more papers and two days before SEMBREAK.

Sleeping is good, but it can wait until Saturday.

the world is not a pleasant place to be

to be without

someone to hold and be held by

 

a river would stop

its flow if only

a stream was there

to receive it

 

an ocean would never laugh

if clouds weren’t there

to kiss her tears

 

the world is not

a pleasant place to be without

someone

(by: Nikki Giovanni)

 

I am officially in senti mode. Not just because of my lack of productivity paper-wise (I hate finals week). but because the little monster bundle of spit-up joy (my niece) moved out of the boarding house last Friday with her parents. Leaving me with no more alibi to procastinate, no more stress absorber, no more squirming 6kilo dumbbell to weightlift, no more painful gums to gnaw at my fingers, no more fussiness to avoid. Sigh. I miss A.J.

Also, my “sentiness” was not helped by watching West Side Story at the Meralco theater. First, it’s a tragedy; people die left, right and center in the story ripped off from Shakespeare’s Romeo and Juliet and you leave the theater with the feeling that “this is one lousy world…” Second, instead of the main actress who played Maria, we ended up with the alternate, a pretty young thing whose sweet voice just couldn’t handle those classical soprano parts. I winced all throughout the renditions of Tonight, Somewhere, the Quintet, and One Hand One Heart  because of the missed high notes. Tony was okay musically, but acting-wise… Kuya Albert, mas magaling ka sa kanya!!!

On the bright side, I enjoyed the bonding time with my sisters, the lost-in-Ortigas car trip, and the Korean dinner afterwards. My eyes also feasted on the wonderful set and lighting design and my ears delighted in the Filharmonika as they accompanied the play live. I left Meralco inspired to take up musical theater again… I remembered the excitement of being on stage, roasted alive by klieg lights and under the scrutiny of hundreds opf eyes. I also fellin love with the supporting cast and company: Riff, Anita and Bernardo were amazing! And of course, the dancers were great… could have been tight in terms of timing, but I really can’t complain since I can’t do a double pirouette while singing high notes. My favorite songs are America and Officer Krupke.

I have a new dream: to be a triple threat (a theater performer who can act, sing and dance well).

Dance? Me? BWAHAHAHAHA.

Finally, despite my being alone and being lonely, I continue to praise God. Due to my solitude, my quiet times the past weeks are very meaningful. And, He protects me constantly. This morning, I woke up at 7:00 am to screams. My housemate just got back from nightshift to find her room had been broken into. Someone broke the padlock/door latch and stole money and jewellry from two rooms, taking advantage of the fact that no one was around that weekend. My room is smack in the middle of theirs, but the thief “passed over” my door, probably because I had a double lock. Thankfully, he or she did not notice that my double lock was broken.

God is good indeed.