My big day's about to come two weeks from now. I was supposed to write this days ago but since I've always been from home on mornings for three straight weeks, I had to postpone writing until today.
I was browsing the older entries I wrote about in the past and came about the post I made two years ago prior to turning 24. Well, it was only until two weeks back that I realized how those wishes just came to happen. Some of those aren't exactly what I wanted but then, consider these:
I asked for this at 24:
and got this at 26:
Might not be exactly the same. But it's still love, love, love!
On that blog entry, I wished for this:
And just months back, I anonymously received this at the office:
It's not as many as I wanted but it's still a rose -- and more inportantly, it's RED.
It's fun to think that wishes do come true for real. Wishes just like prayers that are delayed are not denied. It only takes four letters.
W-A-I-T.
I still haven't planned what to do for the big day. All I know is that it's going to fall on a weekend. And the gift that I wanted? It's finally here. Though I hope someone would give me a reinforcement to go with it.
Move over Martha Stewart, I'm almost there! :-)
That falls exactly on this day, and you may ask what was that for.
Well, that stands for the length of time when I got my freedom. The length of time as a single Yup, for the longest time, it's what I have always looked forward to when the 18th day of each month comes.
Each month. For 33 months. I have to admit that while the first few months were hard to face the pain just got fed up of me because for trying (hard) to ignore it, it fully subsided when I reached the second year. Back then, whenever this particular day arrives, it's a roller coaster of emotions running inside. Now, call it weird,but lately reaching this day is like a milestone.
Especially when that comes and I'd find myself dateless. That's like a clean slate.
Now, I know some of you may call me pathetic for what I've written. Some too, may say I'm kind of a sociopath but let me explain. My decision to stay single is not out of bitterness; to go solo happened first by chance and eventually, by choice. It was something I made out of my own will -- and probably one of the most difficult but the best decision I had made. I cannot remove friends from the picture who'd urge me every now and then to hop in and join the in a relationship bandwagon. Quoting the late Steve Jobs, "as with all the matters of the heart, you'll know when you find it".
I still believe that finding someone for everyone is a law of the universe. I know that there will come a point when I will eventually find one for me. On the topic of prolonging this state until January next year? Why not? I'm thinking of staying this way up to three years (at least :-p)
Quoting Snow Patrol from their song,
Chasing Cars:
If I just lay here,
Would you lie with me
And just forget the world.
As short as that.
For I could no longer find the words to illustrate the present.
Have you got your copy of Reader’s Digest Asia October 2011 issue?
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| No, it's not about the Angry Birds craze! |
I just did! And I feel giddy about it.
I will go straight to the reason why this issue makes me squeal in giddy delight. And it’s because of this:
My friend, Jay Jaboneta and his brilliant project Zamboanga Funds for Little Kids graces this month’s Heroes page of Reader’s Digest Asia. Since Jay first announced his “debut” on RD few days short of his birthday last month, I have already looked forward to it. To the fact that I had been checking out National Bookstore branches as early as the third week of September.
Excited much, huh?
Now, back to the topic, this month’s Heroes story narrates how Jay, a fire starter as how he once defined himself in his FB profile, was able to positively utilize social media and put that into a worthwhile endeavor that is now helping kids in Zamboanga City and in Masbate as well. And for that achievement, he was even invited to the Facebook headquarters in California to share that idea with people from different parts of the world.
And if you think that was enough, the said effort made Jay one of the seven modern day Filipino heroes in the initiative Pitong Pinoy of Yahoo! Philippines.
How cool is that?
But nothing would be more awesome if you too could extend a helping hand. So, if you want to know more about the inspiring story of how someone was able to ignite change, and how you could possibly help and become fire starters, get your copy now or visit their
Facebook page.
PS: Jay, if ever you get to read this one, don't worry about your pictures. It looked relevant to the article naman eh :-)
I am multitasking as of tonight, listening to the radio on my laptop, answering an email and writing this post.
All while reading the news about the death of Apple CEO Steve Jobs. Now, I don't own techie gadgets like a Mac Book or an iPad, I was able to experience at least the comfort of an iPod. And I would like to attest that his innovations had indeed changed the world. In my case, his invention saved my sanity at a time when I cannot get anywhere on a stormy, powerless mornings two years ago.
Steve Jobs's innovation through Apple had reinvented technology. It had made our lives easier but more to that, it saved us from the maladies of intellectual hunger and eventually, being foolish.
Steve Jobs had changed the way we live. You've contributed much to our lives and to our existence. You will surely be missed.
Thank you, Mr. Jobs.
It has been a week (well, almost) since I prematurely left work. It never really dawned on me at first but during the weekend, it started sinking in that Monday would be different. Yes, I was in the office last night but it was not for the whole eight hours but for only 10 to 15 minutes.
I still haven't told people I have left. At least not unless they asked.
And since Thursday last week, I had been finishing tasks that were left neglected for the past ten months that I was employed. Today, I threw up the bags to the washer and when mom asked what I was doing, I told her that I am washing the stuff and later on hide it in the closet.
Some things need rest, myself and as weird as it seems, even my things. Of course, at some extent, there was a tinge of pain pinching my heart as well.
But then likewise, goodbyes are necessary.
If there are positive effects that I left work, its saying bye-bye to the "unknown" subordinate that sent my goosebumps rising and Mama would no longer have to be worrying when I travel to work at night.
I was about to sleep a few minutes before midnight when I checked my mobile phone before dozing off and found this message from my best friend, Apple:
The message read:
"Lex, I'm teary. You didn't know how happy I was having you with me at work. I felt comfort when you're with me sa office."
I will be lying if I say I did not cry after reading that message. Apple and I had been together as friends for a decade now. We've been through a lot. She had seen me through those happy and tough times. She had been there with me during my struggles, including those moments when I was waiting for a tough decision on a certain event that in a way changed the course of what my life is at present. We were more than just mere confidants and friends.
Someone once said, a friend is either a brother or sister that God created but you never had. And I'd like to believe that while we treat each other as best friends, Apple is probably the [twin] sister I hoped to have.
Today while at the church (I'm back to the parish where I originally am from), it dawned on me. By tomorrow, Monday's going to be different. There's a feeling inside me that I find it hard to describe. Of course, given the personal concerns I have at present, I can't help but think about not being with Apple at work as well. Knowing that she too is going through a hard time, it's as simple as just being there to listen that I know I get to comfort her.
Apple, in case you get to drop by, I just want you to know that while I might not be physically around the four corners, I'm just a call and text away.
