Mara,

Today you join me at 23. I wonder how you're celebrating your birthday... Maybe you've chosen to spend it like any other day... Maybe you're going out with your friends there... Perhaps a date with someone new? I just hope you're NOT choosing to spend it pining over a particular someone.

Now I don't mean to lecture you on your birthday of all days but why not? I was here first. Bleh!

Here are little nuggets of wisdom from me to you.

1. I cannot believe I'm saying this but for now, enough of the hopeless romantic churvas. I mean, we all want true love. We all want a happy ending. But we can't very well expect to have all that in just a few tries. Weren't you the one who said that expectations is what kills a relationships? And let me just add that assumption is the mother of all fuck-ups. So, do me a favor and just loosen up a little. By that I mean, stop thinking about being alone or ending up alone. Stop worrying about the one. Stop looking for the one. Take it from me, love will come in its time. And the one, whoever he is, will find you. In the meantime, be open to possibilities.
2. If you do feel the need to get all nostalgic, focus on what you did wrong and learn from them.
3. You are an amazing woman. Don't settle for anything less than you deserve.

There is an acceptable length of time to grieve the loss of a relationship and there is a point at which it's simply a waste of time. I am telling you these things because I have been wanting to shake you to your senses. They say with age comes wisdom. Let us try to be able to stand and say we learned our lessons well.

All I'm saying is, stop grieving and start living. Because for someone whose blog is entitled an overdose of life, you sure haven't been doing much of living.

So live... Love... Learn... You're not getting any younger. HAHA

Love you mam...

Happy Birthday!

gulong ng palad

I've neglected my blog for good reason. For one thing, I've been busy with the city hall's Employee's day where I was forced to wear a grass skirt and dance the tahitian dance. Yes, that hip rollin, booty shakin, all around tiring dance. And no, I'm not posting a picture. Bleh!

But, I have another more serious reason for the long absence. And that, my friends, is none other than that useful yet evil thing called money.

It's been tough for us and our business lately... I'm not even gonna go into the details because it's gonna be too depressing for me. Suffice it to say that lately, I've been walking around wondering how people survived, where they get their money and envying those who I think have more than what I have. Heck, I even envy my childhood memories when there seemed to be no problems and I could get almost everything that I wanted.

I have led a life that was sufficiently blessed. I was never lacking. Except of course when I run through my allowance too fast. We were rich. Although I never felt that we were because my dad raised us to content ourselves with what is enough. Never too much. Just enough. So that when the time comes when we don't have a lot, we'll still manage. I never thought that the day would come that that would actually come useful. And though we've been taught to stick to the necessities, it still doesn't seem to be enough.

They say, the less money you handle, the simplier life is. So true. If we didn't have this much in investments, we won't have this much to lose. Yesterday, we were flourishing. Now we're just trying to make it through the day. I look around and some of the people we know who used to come to us for money are now the ones who have the money. Gulong ng palad.

I tell you, be kind to everyone when you're goin up cos you never know who you'll need when you're goin down. It's friggin hard... I admit, I'm used to being up. I don't know how to deal with going down. But still, as they say, life goes on. When the going gets tough, the tough get goin. And when you've hit rock bottom, there's no way to go but up.

I sure hope so.

Palin Schmalin

Allow me to tap into my colonial mentality for a bit...

I can't help but get hooked on the events leading to the upcoming American elections. And I can't take it anymore. I would like to know who here feels that Sarah Palin is fit to be America's next vp and next in line to the American Presidency. Heck, Matt Damon has had his say. And if he can have his opinion (him being a mere actor stud hehehe) why can't we?

And for the record, I DON'T think Palin should win.

Eight ways to kill a cat; Eight ways to love a woman

1. Outpurr her. Begin with sly innuendo, build up to a crescendo with your words.
2. Outlick her. Start at her temples, dimples, every little goosebump, every tiny wrinkle, downdowndown to her rawr.
3. Outslink her. Dip and dodge and wiggle your way out of every hole or every catfight. Nimbly climb your way down her tree.
4. Outstare her. Gaze her down till you have her pinned against the wall, your eyes burning away at her cattiness until she can only whimper.
5. Outplay her. Find a bigger ball of yarn. Better yet, spin it yourself. Have more fun than she can handle.
6. Outnap her. Nap, nap, nap till she yearns for your lap. Give her a dose of her own sleeping pill.
7. Outshed her. Shed your inhibitions like she would cat hair – on the couch, on the rug, on the bed. As you would your clothes, just shed.
8. Outmouse her. Trap her mice. Be catty but nice. But leave her to her every device.

And when you get down to her 9th life, love her. Love your cat. Love her purr, her lick, her slink, her stare, her games, her naps, her hair, her every wile. She is now a keeper.

23

Ever since I turned twenty I cringe at the thought of turning a year older. Aiken and Mara were my constant companions on such occassions. Hence, we developed our own little tradition on the eve of my birthday. We had martinis with cherry on top.

And in the spirit of that tradition, this is how I spent my birthday this year...


Their martinis didn't have a cherry on top, but I can honestly say my substitute was way better. haha


For the longest time, I have always felt that my song is REAL by Plumb. I have always felt like that song was written for me. This year, that song truly becomes mine.

This year, I toast to life, to love and to friendship... At last, I found something real.

september

Okay, it's my birthday month. Along with a handful of others. It's good to know I'm growin a year older with some crazy/beautiful people. hehe

So, before I rant about getting old (grr), here's some interesting things to note about my/our birthday month.

• According to the Georgian calendar, September is the ninth month. But, on the Roman calendar, it was the seventh month. September has had 29 days, and 31 days; but, since the time of the emperor Augustus, it has had only 30 days.
• Childhood Cancer Awareness Month
• Children's Good Manners Month (how ironic)
• Cholesterol Education Month (who knew?)
• John Gruelle received a patent for the Raggedy Ann doll in September 7, 1915 (my birthday hehe)
• 9/11 (who would ever forger what that means)
• Gemstone: Sapphire
• Flower: Morning Glory
• Zodiac sign: Virgo and Libra

I'm obviously bored. Not a good way to start any month. hehe