Haha my computer at work has broken down! But why am I laughing? Work is pending and it will eventually catch up on me with awful revenge! Grr... Why does it have to get fixed so soon!
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Thursday, February 11, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Tuesday
Another very exhausting day, what's new between the moon and Manila? It's always been like this, busy and when you stop, you will definitely go hungry, so what do I want being busy or going hungry?
I wish there is a job that I could never get tired of after 5 years of doing. It is exhausting to be always definite and precise about things, I want my creative juices to flow beyond the rigorous adhering to rules of shapes and distance. I want to be an artist and not exactly what an architect does! ... I breathed hard on that one... I may be out of my mind to think that I don't want to be an architect anymore but I wish I knew what I want.
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I wish there is a job that I could never get tired of after 5 years of doing. It is exhausting to be always definite and precise about things, I want my creative juices to flow beyond the rigorous adhering to rules of shapes and distance. I want to be an artist and not exactly what an architect does! ... I breathed hard on that one... I may be out of my mind to think that I don't want to be an architect anymore but I wish I knew what I want.
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Monday, February 8, 2010
fabulous.
Okay, so I dont understand anything about the lyrics except for some english parts, this is a Korean girl group performing in the Philippines, I was mesmerized. How cute! ^^
I'm Filipino but have no trouble understanding Mariah Carey singing to her songs or Taylor Swift or watching those english movies because most people here do speak and understand english very well, but now I get a chance to know what it's like to be Korean or Japanese or Thai listening to music I dont understand but still like it. I'm now liking many songs that are Korean and Japanese not caring for the lyrics or if they are in Hollywood all I care is when they are entertaining and good quality.
cheers to music, it bridges us across language barriers!
Friday, February 5, 2010
Some Class
From the time I was again gone from the bloggie world though I intended to stay and write my heart out in all the days of my life, I failed to do so but I have plenty excuses why (and I thought of a better excuse this time besides being sickly and ridden with work,) I have actually caught up with Culture and the arts! Yes, yes I did read Pride and Prejudice finally and now halfway reading Sense and Sensibility, and have acquired a copy of what a tour to the Louvre in Paris would be like... I have not shelved that dream, I will still be able to go to Paris as my supposed travel in 2006 was cut short prior to my birthday all because WORK has called me back! Work. It's a love and hate relationship as you all know it is 60 percent of my being and the rest of the 40 is shared among family, friends and karaoke. But without my work I wouldn't be walking the historic streets of Boston nor drool on the picturesque Venice, work has taken me to places and countries I thought I'd be ready to die upon seeing! 2010 and I'm still alive I guess that's always the feeling when you find something very very nice you feel you owe your life to it!
It's nothing to boast, my being in several dream countries were because of work assignments, without it I won't even own a passport. I have seen the " exotic" as they say, the progressive, the poorest and the coldest and warmest places in the world, yet the more I see the more humbling the experience... I don't walk their streets as a usual tourist but live in their neighborhoods, learn basics of the language,eat what they eat and adjust to the time in wherever region of the country our buildings are needed to be built.
My travels have not made a louder version of myself but made me see how life goes on for others parallel to mine and will continue to exist even when I'm gone!
To me in my world in my own understanding, there is no race, there is no color, there is no such big difference in the way people want to be valued, our difference is in our convictions reflecting into our character making some evil and others angels.
I will let you know when I will be going to see the world again this year, if were able to get some projects in Dubai I'll take you all with me!
Meanwhile, pray that this year will all be better for us!
Kisses!
Sassy.
It's nothing to boast, my being in several dream countries were because of work assignments, without it I won't even own a passport. I have seen the " exotic" as they say, the progressive, the poorest and the coldest and warmest places in the world, yet the more I see the more humbling the experience... I don't walk their streets as a usual tourist but live in their neighborhoods, learn basics of the language,eat what they eat and adjust to the time in wherever region of the country our buildings are needed to be built.
My travels have not made a louder version of myself but made me see how life goes on for others parallel to mine and will continue to exist even when I'm gone!
To me in my world in my own understanding, there is no race, there is no color, there is no such big difference in the way people want to be valued, our difference is in our convictions reflecting into our character making some evil and others angels.
I will let you know when I will be going to see the world again this year, if were able to get some projects in Dubai I'll take you all with me!
Meanwhile, pray that this year will all be better for us!
Kisses!
Sassy.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
helloooo world
...and before I begin I would like to say many thanks to everyone who has been so nice in welcoming me back into the bloggie world even if I had been a delinquent writer for coming and going with many inevitable excuses... I still have some more here, I should be lying in bed and get that much needed rest and twiddle my thumbs for a bit longer ... but heck! I'm writing!!! I miss you all really bad that this keyboard will have good chances of breaking, mah fingers are burni'n!!! type!type!type!
So anyway, I found myself lying in bed groggy that Friday evening...a pretty woman in white had pat my shoulders calling my name with a "miss" ... I'm "mrs." my brain called out, I knew this is how it's going to be, I'd be in bed with oxygen mask on and wont have any recollection of whatever happened inside the Delivery Room...(I have not given birth!)though I wish I had!:) I love babies! All the women beside my bed in the Recovery Room had babies wheeled in for them to nurse and I got none, the humor in me wont STOP even if I was there lying motionless in bed, my brain had worked several jokes about babies being given to me by mistake and I would take them home. ANYWAY! I just had a D&C, a procedure that they consider so common they assured me I'd be OK and will be back on my feet the next day... well... seems like they're right. I feel okay more than I expected though I'm taking precautions, why push myself when I can lounge around and file sick leave at work? This is the best time to be eating and sleeping right while I can, 'cuz once I'm back into the "work force" I'd be my old self...always wanting to do healthy stuff but actually can't, BUT I vowed to go to the gym once I feel perfectly better! promise!
Well... LIFE... the sleep that they had put me to was not the sleep I thought it would be...I thought I'd feel rested and calm, but when I woke up, it was odd that there seem to have been a blank space in my memory, where I could not recall anything other than the whole process of being butt-naked with Doctors and nurses moving about preparing me for the procedure... aarrgghhh... I know.... you will hate the feeling too, of being without control and butt-naked! I had tried covering my face but you know that wont work...they still would know me, my hospital records hang at a corner!^^ I was laughing at myself, in my head I was!...WELL, I could be dead when I wake up and none of it would matter! How would I know if I'm not dead yet when I wake up??? Well...glad that I was wheeled outside to see my mom and the husband at the waiting room...their faces skewed with worry! BUT I gave them a thumbs up and joked "it's a BOY!!!" ... my mom immediately "shhhuuushhh" me, "you shouldn't be making all that gestures and talking!" OKAY, I'm alive. I love GOD. He never fails me. I knew I'd be okay and I trusted the Doctors and Nurses that there'd be NO video or photos that'll surface of my butt-naked encounters with the instruments! Nasty!
Amazing how these drugs can switch you on and off consciousness...
Amazing are these Doctors and Nurses and everyone who save lives for a living! hats off to the REAL LIFE HEROES!
xoxo
sassy.
So anyway, I found myself lying in bed groggy that Friday evening...a pretty woman in white had pat my shoulders calling my name with a "miss" ... I'm "mrs." my brain called out, I knew this is how it's going to be, I'd be in bed with oxygen mask on and wont have any recollection of whatever happened inside the Delivery Room...(I have not given birth!)though I wish I had!:) I love babies! All the women beside my bed in the Recovery Room had babies wheeled in for them to nurse and I got none, the humor in me wont STOP even if I was there lying motionless in bed, my brain had worked several jokes about babies being given to me by mistake and I would take them home. ANYWAY! I just had a D&C, a procedure that they consider so common they assured me I'd be OK and will be back on my feet the next day... well... seems like they're right. I feel okay more than I expected though I'm taking precautions, why push myself when I can lounge around and file sick leave at work? This is the best time to be eating and sleeping right while I can, 'cuz once I'm back into the "work force" I'd be my old self...always wanting to do healthy stuff but actually can't, BUT I vowed to go to the gym once I feel perfectly better! promise!
Well... LIFE... the sleep that they had put me to was not the sleep I thought it would be...I thought I'd feel rested and calm, but when I woke up, it was odd that there seem to have been a blank space in my memory, where I could not recall anything other than the whole process of being butt-naked with Doctors and nurses moving about preparing me for the procedure... aarrgghhh... I know.... you will hate the feeling too, of being without control and butt-naked! I had tried covering my face but you know that wont work...they still would know me, my hospital records hang at a corner!^^ I was laughing at myself, in my head I was!...WELL, I could be dead when I wake up and none of it would matter! How would I know if I'm not dead yet when I wake up??? Well...glad that I was wheeled outside to see my mom and the husband at the waiting room...their faces skewed with worry! BUT I gave them a thumbs up and joked "it's a BOY!!!" ... my mom immediately "shhhuuushhh" me, "you shouldn't be making all that gestures and talking!" OKAY, I'm alive. I love GOD. He never fails me. I knew I'd be okay and I trusted the Doctors and Nurses that there'd be NO video or photos that'll surface of my butt-naked encounters with the instruments! Nasty!
Amazing how these drugs can switch you on and off consciousness...
Amazing are these Doctors and Nurses and everyone who save lives for a living! hats off to the REAL LIFE HEROES!
xoxo
sassy.
Thursday, January 14, 2010
This Day
This day will be awfully weird I will go in the hospital and stay there for 2 days but I feel fine I could run the Boston Marathon!!!...well NOT but I'm pretty sure I feel great. So why? Because I will have to undergo D&C...yeah that sucks, for all the women out there who had one please wish me luck, I'm not a huge fan of hospital beds and needles!
Love,
Sassy
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Love,
Sassy
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Wednesday, January 13, 2010
This device
hello 2010! I'm using blogpress to make my blogger account mobile because I've missed many many occasions to write due to my constant coming and going from work anyway I've missed you all so so bad that I will try to read as much of the posts you made and will promise to leave sweet comments afterall I wouldn't be here if I didn't care! So here I am hope the bloggie world still wants me.
love,
Sassy.
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love,
Sassy.
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