I consider myself to be lucky if not blessed. There have been instances in the past that could have been disastrous if the breaks didn't come my way. It would have altered my life entirely.
When I was about to enter high school, I thought I didn't qualify in the school I wanted. In my carelessness, I didn't see my name when the results came out. If it hadn't been for a phone call from a friend, I would have enrolled in another school.
In college, in anticipation of our graduation, our class went to Bataan for a weekend of relaxation and celebration. After a whole afternoon of swimming and island hopping, it was now time to take the banca-ride back to the resort. Halfway through the trip, our vessel ran out of fuel. We were floating aimlessly as dusk approaches and the waves started to get bigger. Fortunately, another banca came by with an extra canister of fuel and we're able to reach the shore.
A few years ago while on my way to a party, we decided to take a shortcut into Balara to get to Marikina faster. Think aout this, if the car you're driving is a compact sedan like the Kia Pride and you're facing an unfinished bridge with knee-deep floodwater running over it, you should turn back and look for another way. But, no... our over-zealous driver didn't think so and drove the car across. With the water rushing up to the window, we had no recourse but to push forward and amid the cheers of the bystanders made it across. That is one shortcut I'm never gonna take again.
I'll be celebrating another birthday in a few days and this one, in my opinion, is the halfway point in my life, but that's just me. I've accomplished so much more than I expected and dreamt of and I'm truly thankful. If God intended me to go beyond that is up to Him, after all, I owe it entirely to Him. If there's one thing I've realized all these years is nothing is so bad that God's goodness cannot match. So when the chips are down or things don't come my way, I say to myself, "Don't worry, everthing will turn out okay."
Monday, October 18, 2004
Saturday, October 09, 2004
being like boys again!
29 september 1984
I don't remember what happened on that day. I was still a freshman in high school in the only Royal and Pontifical University this side of the Pacific. There's probably a protest rally somewhere. Confetti and streamers flying in the air. The peso is sliding against the dollar. The price of crude is also sky high which is a cause for jeepney to cry "fare hike!". On the TV you see Tito, Vic and Joey on Eat!., hey.. wait a minute...this happened 20 f*#@in years ago!!!
20 years hence, I am in a hotel lounge with my classmates from that day. There's only 8 of us but it seems like old times. One member of the gang came home after 7 or 8 years in New Jersey. We're catching up, reminiscing while drinking beverage that was prohibited back in high school and staying up later than the curfew. Times do have changed. Alas, we've all grown up. Butch, our balikbayan friend mentioned that nothing much has changed except for our waistlines, and for some, their civil status.( hey... at least I got one!)
We never acted our age that night. Even if you hear the same stories over and over, it's always interesting because there's 8 sides of the incident now. The only instance we behaved like adults was when the discussion turned political and about business, but only for a short while. We agreed to cut our night short because for most of the gang have work the next day. Before the pleasantries and goodbyes, we all agreed to meet again before Butch goes back to the U.S., and this time, bring along our respective partners. Even so, count me in.
Twenty years is already a lifetime to know and stay friends with anybody and I hope we stay that way. A family friend mentioned a long time ago that the face that you remember your family or friends with is the same, no matter how long you've known or how many years have passed since you last saw each other. For me, It's quite true.
I don't remember what happened on that day. I was still a freshman in high school in the only Royal and Pontifical University this side of the Pacific. There's probably a protest rally somewhere. Confetti and streamers flying in the air. The peso is sliding against the dollar. The price of crude is also sky high which is a cause for jeepney to cry "fare hike!". On the TV you see Tito, Vic and Joey on Eat!., hey.. wait a minute...this happened 20 f*#@in years ago!!!
20 years hence, I am in a hotel lounge with my classmates from that day. There's only 8 of us but it seems like old times. One member of the gang came home after 7 or 8 years in New Jersey. We're catching up, reminiscing while drinking beverage that was prohibited back in high school and staying up later than the curfew. Times do have changed. Alas, we've all grown up. Butch, our balikbayan friend mentioned that nothing much has changed except for our waistlines, and for some, their civil status.( hey... at least I got one!)
We never acted our age that night. Even if you hear the same stories over and over, it's always interesting because there's 8 sides of the incident now. The only instance we behaved like adults was when the discussion turned political and about business, but only for a short while. We agreed to cut our night short because for most of the gang have work the next day. Before the pleasantries and goodbyes, we all agreed to meet again before Butch goes back to the U.S., and this time, bring along our respective partners. Even so, count me in.
Twenty years is already a lifetime to know and stay friends with anybody and I hope we stay that way. A family friend mentioned a long time ago that the face that you remember your family or friends with is the same, no matter how long you've known or how many years have passed since you last saw each other. For me, It's quite true.
rhythm method...
I learned a new phrase today and it's Circadian Rhythm. A newspaper article described it as the body's natural clock. The same article is about ways to defeat insomnia by doing sleep-inducing habits.
I never had an difficulty sleeping, except only when I'm anxious. I reason probably is because I have I mole in my nape. I could already hear Vincent's voice ...." nunal sa batok, antukin daw..(ala Funky Town). I cannot explain it but every instance that my back touches a level surface, I'll be sleepy in a matter of minutes. Staying asleep though is different. I am, on most occassions a light sleeper. I'm always roused at least once a night and catches sleep again after an hour or so. I can't remember when was the last time I had a good night's sleep. In the movie "With Honors", Simon has a pebble for every memorable event in his life and has a pebble to remind him of "the best night's sleep he ever had." I hope I could get some of that.
I've been able to sleep soundly the past couple of months, probably not many reasons to be waking up in the dead of night. Also, work and other activities has my body begging for more rest. It isn't a surprise to see me in front of the TV trying to stay awake watching CSI: Miami. I do hope I can't stay awwke for a bit longer periods so I can finish "Debt of Honor". It's been 8 months and I'm still in chapter 10.
I never had an difficulty sleeping, except only when I'm anxious. I reason probably is because I have I mole in my nape. I could already hear Vincent's voice ...." nunal sa batok, antukin daw..(ala Funky Town). I cannot explain it but every instance that my back touches a level surface, I'll be sleepy in a matter of minutes. Staying asleep though is different. I am, on most occassions a light sleeper. I'm always roused at least once a night and catches sleep again after an hour or so. I can't remember when was the last time I had a good night's sleep. In the movie "With Honors", Simon has a pebble for every memorable event in his life and has a pebble to remind him of "the best night's sleep he ever had." I hope I could get some of that.
I've been able to sleep soundly the past couple of months, probably not many reasons to be waking up in the dead of night. Also, work and other activities has my body begging for more rest. It isn't a surprise to see me in front of the TV trying to stay awake watching CSI: Miami. I do hope I can't stay awwke for a bit longer periods so I can finish "Debt of Honor". It's been 8 months and I'm still in chapter 10.
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