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| HIDDEN BEAUTY: Summer 2010. Anawangin Cove |
Warning: Do not be deceived.
Fifth of September 2010
I know it is because of caffeine, or of someone who might be thinking about me, that I was not able to sleep well last night. Not that it was any different from my regular nights - my beloved work has been rewarding me with an average of 4 hours of daily sleep since I was employed (I am counting ten years now). In addition, chicken cock-a-doodle-doed like crazy and the neighborhood was up and about so early. I was conscious of my own breathing, my mind was restless, light rays incident on my eyes brought so much pain, my throat was dry and itchy and my nose throbbed - oh! Whoever could sleep through all these might really have the Avatar's focusing power - when the arrow tattoo on his head would shine and his eyes would turn ghoul-like bright.
I am in the last leg of my vacation-in-disguise and I can say I am getting used to it. This recuperating period slash official leave of absence slash break has gone deep enough into my system that I am finding it hard to focus on things I would like to do to prepare for my comeback. Right now, the only thing that catches my attention to get serious is the fvooh fvooh sound in my right ear (which is back from the leave it took when I was positive with steroids). This, which maybe staying for good until eternity, might be my cross according to Fr. Necralgia, as even Doc Norman could not explain what it is. (I have undergone a series of hearing tests already and all turned out normal, even the scans cannot identify any reason for such, or any evidence that would support my personally-observed fvooh fvooh sound). Whew!
Yesterday was a blast; it was very special. I had my scheduled visit to Doc Norman who I am growing fond of every time. He's such a sweet uncle. My bestfriend visited, accompanied and chatted with me like we never saw each other for a long, long time. Just imagine how it is to miss someone for days - someone you have grown accustomed to be with almost everyday of your life. We attended mass, dined, enjoyed each others' company, splurged on coffee (not our normal selves for we always think of how much a cup of coffee can feed a hungry soul) - all thanks to Him for all the provisions.
I had my nose cleaned (literally vacuumed), but then again, clearance will only be given next week so I cannot be in school yet no matter how well and ready I am. I have missed a lot already and will be missing some more. Practice time? Getting ready for the big move? Uh-oh! I actually tried pulling some strings but to no avail. :((
I listed down wishes and dreams last night. I remember how our Social Graces teacher back in college made us write a hundred wishes that we would like to have/make happen within the next five years. It was tasking, believe me. I even had at least five numbers there wishing to bring back dead-but-oh-so-missed kins to life just to complete the C. But, though I lost the list to Ondoy last year, I am pretty sure most of it have been realized already. Besides, more than 5 years have passed. Thank you, Maj, again for the answered wishes, prayers and dreams. I have a new list now and I hope that the items would come by faster this time. ;)
I told my wall I miss the stolen shots. Yes, I admit I was so hurt when all that I hold dear (in the aspect of my personal wealth which is not necessarily monetary) were easily taken away. But I do not expect a miracle to come to my rescue and bring back what was stolen. Firstly, the data were corruptible and secondly, the Lord would want me to hope for better things to come, to appreciate His creations once again and to be in sync with nature once more. I strong in my faith that He would always want to make me involved and active and motivated and inspired. Ondoy's wrath and Scratcher's misbehavior have taught me so well to let go. I have learned my lesson, I have faced my fears, I have overcome very difficult challenges - all, with Him by my side. I was made stronger. I may not have fully recovered by now but I am sure that I am better than the last time when I dared asked Him why. I never imagined ever questioning Him, but oh well, I am just human, and sometimes, I lose control. So help me always, God, increase my faith.
Fifth of September 2010
I know it is because of caffeine, or of someone who might be thinking about me, that I was not able to sleep well last night. Not that it was any different from my regular nights - my beloved work has been rewarding me with an average of 4 hours of daily sleep since I was employed (I am counting ten years now). In addition, chicken cock-a-doodle-doed like crazy and the neighborhood was up and about so early. I was conscious of my own breathing, my mind was restless, light rays incident on my eyes brought so much pain, my throat was dry and itchy and my nose throbbed - oh! Whoever could sleep through all these might really have the Avatar's focusing power - when the arrow tattoo on his head would shine and his eyes would turn ghoul-like bright.
I am in the last leg of my vacation-in-disguise and I can say I am getting used to it. This recuperating period slash official leave of absence slash break has gone deep enough into my system that I am finding it hard to focus on things I would like to do to prepare for my comeback. Right now, the only thing that catches my attention to get serious is the fvooh fvooh sound in my right ear (which is back from the leave it took when I was positive with steroids). This, which maybe staying for good until eternity, might be my cross according to Fr. Necralgia, as even Doc Norman could not explain what it is. (I have undergone a series of hearing tests already and all turned out normal, even the scans cannot identify any reason for such, or any evidence that would support my personally-observed fvooh fvooh sound). Whew!
Yesterday was a blast; it was very special. I had my scheduled visit to Doc Norman who I am growing fond of every time. He's such a sweet uncle. My bestfriend visited, accompanied and chatted with me like we never saw each other for a long, long time. Just imagine how it is to miss someone for days - someone you have grown accustomed to be with almost everyday of your life. We attended mass, dined, enjoyed each others' company, splurged on coffee (not our normal selves for we always think of how much a cup of coffee can feed a hungry soul) - all thanks to Him for all the provisions.
I had my nose cleaned (literally vacuumed), but then again, clearance will only be given next week so I cannot be in school yet no matter how well and ready I am. I have missed a lot already and will be missing some more. Practice time? Getting ready for the big move? Uh-oh! I actually tried pulling some strings but to no avail. :((
I listed down wishes and dreams last night. I remember how our Social Graces teacher back in college made us write a hundred wishes that we would like to have/make happen within the next five years. It was tasking, believe me. I even had at least five numbers there wishing to bring back dead-but-oh-so-missed kins to life just to complete the C. But, though I lost the list to Ondoy last year, I am pretty sure most of it have been realized already. Besides, more than 5 years have passed. Thank you, Maj, again for the answered wishes, prayers and dreams. I have a new list now and I hope that the items would come by faster this time. ;)
I told my wall I miss the stolen shots. Yes, I admit I was so hurt when all that I hold dear (in the aspect of my personal wealth which is not necessarily monetary) were easily taken away. But I do not expect a miracle to come to my rescue and bring back what was stolen. Firstly, the data were corruptible and secondly, the Lord would want me to hope for better things to come, to appreciate His creations once again and to be in sync with nature once more. I strong in my faith that He would always want to make me involved and active and motivated and inspired. Ondoy's wrath and Scratcher's misbehavior have taught me so well to let go. I have learned my lesson, I have faced my fears, I have overcome very difficult challenges - all, with Him by my side. I was made stronger. I may not have fully recovered by now but I am sure that I am better than the last time when I dared asked Him why. I never imagined ever questioning Him, but oh well, I am just human, and sometimes, I lose control. So help me always, God, increase my faith.
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