Wednesday, October 1, 2014


Wednesday, October 1, 2014

A rather stressful day recapped my September. I was really piqued at work. I think I'm already biting more than I can chew, I could use a getaway right now. Tired and almost at my wit's end, I still have a lot to be thankful for nonetheless.

I thank God for waking me up each day, one after another, to face a brand new day with a strength to carry on. I thank Him for all the blessings He bestowed upon me.

Thankful for this blog for being my chum that I share with him (so is my blog a male now? I think I should  give him a name. haha) almost every thought I have, good or bad. For listening without judging, without complaints, without getting fed up with my rants and other things that are not even share-worthy. And of course, for helping me hone my writing skills.

For Rhett, my human alarm clock. For his silly antics that start my day with a smile. And for reminding me to appreciate life's simple and little things. It's because of him I began to see things beautifully.

For friends who are always there through thick and thin; who never fail to give me a hearty laughter or two each day.

For Jan, who acts like a sponge whenever I vent out my frustrations. For always being there to put a smile on my face no matter how rough my day has been. His gentle kiss before we part ways makes me happy that I go home leaving all the crap behind, looking forward to seeing him again the next day.

And last but not the least, to life itself. For constantly reminding me that shit happens and I am a survivor to a daily those of it.

Overall, September has really been good to me. Come October, let the rumpus begin!

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Sunday, September 28, 2014

Friendster Testimonials

Sunday, September 28, 2014

If there's one thing I miss about the now defunct social networking site, Friendster, it has to be the testimonials. I was digging my old Yahoomail (yep that one's still alive), and I never thought I'd stumble upon (some of) my Friendster testimonials. Now, I remember saving them before because I printed them for my scrapbook project in college (thank God for that). I read them again and found myself laughing and *sniff* almost crying. Gawd, I just realized I miss a lot of my friends.

Anyway, I'd like to share with you what my friends said about me. You may not be interested about it but I'll post anyway. Who knows? Yahoomail, like Friendster and Multiply, may be blown to oblivion, at least I still have them testimonials saved here in my blog. These are unedited. So whatever you read here, just keep it to yourself, okay? You can laugh. The hell I care. Haha. Some may be embarrassing, but since it's already a thing of the past, I don't mind sharing this. What my friends said about me is still pretty much the same Sarah you know right now. :)

Warning: This is very long. And some texts are really hard to read. Pcenxa npo. Pnahon p po i2 noong usong-uso p ang txtspk. Hahaha.

Confession #3: The Perfect Crime

It's past 2 am and I couldn't sleep. I guess no matter how much I try to become a day person (even when I already am working during normal office hours), being nocturnal is already in my system. I couldn't take it out. You see, my brain is more functional at dawn. By functional, I mean, it is active but not normal. My brain goes crazy, to be more accurate. Yep, plain crazy. A lot of crazy ideas run through my mind that are sometimes too hot to handle. There are times when I need to let my thoughts out especially when I feel that my mind is on fire and is about to explode.

This is one of those times.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

The calm before the storm

Thursday, September 25, 2014

For so many days (or maybe it took months), ranting has been quite my favorite activity. I've been blogging about not having anything to do at work but in a gentle way of course so it doesn't really sound like a rant. But it is. Sans the bad-mouthing and the i'm-so-angry-i-can-hit-you-with-my-words kind of post.

I have been so relaxed you think you'd envy me because I am doing nothing while I'm getting paid for it. But that's not always the case. And it's not what you really think it is. Time is running paaaaainfully slow when I am doing nothing. And it is very tormenting to see that what you thought was an hour that passed is actually just five minutes ago. Now, can somebody explain to me this change in the space-time continuum?

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Somewhere only we know

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Somewhere Only We Know
by Sarah Andres

Take my hand and hold it tight,
     I'll take you to the clouds tonight.
Don't fret, don't rush, just take it slow,
     I know a place where we can go.

Where stars abound that light the sky,
     we'll fly like birds and soar up high.
I'll hold you close, be at your side,
     this is a roller coaster ride.

We'll run away where fields are green,
     where flowers bloom the bees will sing.
We'll explore the world, go high and low,
     we're heading somewhere only we know.

To be with you is like paradise,
     wrapped in your arms 'til the sun will rise.
We bask under the moonlight's glow,
     we are somewhere only we know.

My second take on poetry. Hardly even poetry. Haha. Mura kog bata. Pero lingaw man diay ni. :)

Sunday, September 21, 2014


Sunday, September 21, 2014

I never really figured out why I love thunderstorms so much even as a kid, despite its startling sound and God forbid, the aftermath it may bring. Don't get me wrong, I just love the flashes of lightning and the roaring thunder that follows. I love the smell of the rain and the sound it makes on the rooftop. It's been an hour since the dark skies are lighting and the first roar was heard. I would have watched the spectacular beauty from our balcony if only the wind isn't too harsh and cold outside.

Thunderstorms, however despised by many, are kinda relaxing to me. Therapeutic and soothing as a matter of fact. Best if spent snuggled up on bed - because nothing beats feeling safe in the arms of your love  while having a warm fuzzy feeling all over as the storm rages violently. It's like finding inner peace while everything outside is in chaos.

Wish I could spend a night like this with you, Lab. Haha. I miss you on nights like this.

Feels like the first

There's always the first time for everything. And yesterday, it's my first time to see a starfruit (balimbing) as big as this. No kidding. I was even told this isn't its full size yet. Well, I just thought I'd share this with you because I find it peculiar though it might be common for some.
It's even bigger than my hand! :)
Anyway, I'm not here to share about first times. Because if I do, I don't think I would finish listing, if not everything, the most significant ones that happened all through out my 29 years of existence. No. But I still have something to share though. :)

I woke up at 2am and since I couldn't go back to sleep, I decided to watch a film which unexpectedly gave me the same feeling the first time I watched it more than ten years ago. I regret watching it again because all the more I couldn't go back to sleep. So I thought I'll just type away a few things on my mind as I wait for sleep to come. So now I'm sharing with you things that I've read, watched, or done to which doing it again still feels like it's the first time.

Here goes...