Just got back from the mall, Im supposed to go to a dinner with my team, but half of them cancelled at the last minute, so I followed suit... instead, I wiled my time going to the mall, window shopping, so that my time and effort in making paganda will not be sayang...I end up buying a christmas gift for my brother eventhough the holiday is still 3 months away...
Im really an impulsive buyer... When I see something real nice... I convince myself that my son, my brothers, my mom or my hubby would really appreciate it and in the end, I buy something totally unnecessary...
Hay nako, for the past couple of months, I've been trying to save money but just blew it up on something totally unnecessary... Have you ever done that?..
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Those Street Kids
I was riding the jeepney earlier, it was sweltering hot in the afternoon. Our jeepney stopped on a red light and 2 kids climb in. One sat on the passenger area while the other one with the sack, full of scrap and trash hang outside the jeep...
The driver shouted where do you think you are going? They replied: To the junk shop, not far ahead. The driver shouted: scram...
No my maternal instincts are awaken, my hear goes to them. I can see that already, they are subject to the injustices, inequality, rejection and partiality of society and they are aware of it. I can see the shame and hurt in their eyes... And these kids are only 8-10 years old who is already earning a living for their family....
Also, I was going home early in the morning, a light rain fell, people where already running for shelter since these are the days of flu outbreak... This image, this memory will forever be etched on my heart...2 siblings, presumably, are sleeping on the streets... amidst the chaos, totally oblivious of the rain. The older one covered the smaller child with his oversized dirty shirt. It is cold but that's all they have amidst the cold weather...
I almost ran to them, but social norms prevented me. All I can do is look at them with pity...Where is the Goverment? Where is Dswd? I even ask Where is God?
The driver shouted where do you think you are going? They replied: To the junk shop, not far ahead. The driver shouted: scram...
No my maternal instincts are awaken, my hear goes to them. I can see that already, they are subject to the injustices, inequality, rejection and partiality of society and they are aware of it. I can see the shame and hurt in their eyes... And these kids are only 8-10 years old who is already earning a living for their family....
Also, I was going home early in the morning, a light rain fell, people where already running for shelter since these are the days of flu outbreak... This image, this memory will forever be etched on my heart...2 siblings, presumably, are sleeping on the streets... amidst the chaos, totally oblivious of the rain. The older one covered the smaller child with his oversized dirty shirt. It is cold but that's all they have amidst the cold weather...
I almost ran to them, but social norms prevented me. All I can do is look at them with pity...Where is the Goverment? Where is Dswd? I even ask Where is God?
Lost Intimacy
How do you bring back those intimate moments? Those times when by just looking at each other, you seem to read each others mind...Those times when your eyes lit up when you hear his voice... when shivers run through your spine at the meerest contact of your skin...
How do you bring back the laughter during the dullest occasion. Or the tears on the moments of triumphs....how...when all that prevails right now is the mundane activities of daily living. No more talking, no more romance, no more sweet nothings, no more intimacy... I guess I see life through rose colored glasses but I am hurt...
How do you bring back the lost intimacy?
How do you bring back the laughter during the dullest occasion. Or the tears on the moments of triumphs....how...when all that prevails right now is the mundane activities of daily living. No more talking, no more romance, no more sweet nothings, no more intimacy... I guess I see life through rose colored glasses but I am hurt...
How do you bring back the lost intimacy?
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