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Control of Your Heart

I just read this piece from Inspirational Stories , and I think it's worth sharing. (Highlights mine.) A wise and understanding heart does not repay a hurt with a hurt. In doing so, the heart is diminished. Fissures form. Love leaks out. Every pain given in return for one received, changes the contents of the heart. It is no longer defined by love, wisdom and understanding. It is redefined by the bearers of hurt and hate, pain and prejudice, meanness and madness, sorrow and sadness. You give away control of your very own heart. The despair of being hurt is healed by overcoming it , not clinging to the hurt and inflicting more of it on the world. When darkness is added to darkness, no one can see, no one can love. Everyone loses. Love is not always warm and fuzzy. Sometimes it's the integrity we hold on to when we're tempted to strike back. Sometimes it's the honor that keeps us from exchanging the valuable contents of our heart for the harsh satisfaction of lashing b

Monday Pick Me Upper Delayed: Meltdown

Once upon a time there lived a king. The king had a beautiful daughter, The PRINCESS.. But there was a problem. Everything the princess touched would melt. No matter what; Metal, Wood, Stone, Anything she touched would melt.. Because of this, men were afraid of her. Nobody would dare marry her. The king despaired. What could he do to help his daughter? He consulted his wizards and magicians. One wizard told the king, 'If your daughter touches one thing that does not melt in her hands, she will be cured.' The king was overjoyed and came up with a plan. The next day, he held a competition. Any man that could bring his daughter an object that would not melt would marry her and inherit the king's wealth.. THREE YOUNG PRINCES TOOK UP THE CHALLENGE. The first brought a sword of the finest steel. But alas, when the princess touched it, it melted. The prince went away sadly . The second prince brought diamonds. He thought diamon

The End of a Journey

I always get like this when a trip comes to an end. This time is no different. I thoroughly enjoyed going alone - solitude really does have its perks. With 3 more hours to kill before my flight, I have finished a good bit of work - thanks to mobile Internet and Le Cafe, a coffee shop right in front of the airport. Feeling more than a bit restless, I took the chance to snap a few photos using my phone. That's a nice piece of artwork, isn't it? I think it would fit quite well in my living room. The lounge where I have been working these past few hours. The "VIP Lounge" - I don't know why and how. Restless Numi. Arrgh...not looking forward to going home and everything associated with it.

Mi Casa en Siquijor

I expected something more luxurious, but I got something else - a cozy little house and a yard of my own. The size is perfectly fine, although I wish the bathroom were nicer (yup, am very particular). The fixtures are quite basic - no hand dryers, no hot water, etc. Other than that, I am quite content with what I got. This place is full of quaint decor, and you'll find a lot of things to catch your eye during a short walk around the premises. Here are a few items. You just can't help but grin back at him. This makes me want to eat some crab. Maybe I will - I brought enough Claritin anyway. This is the pathway from the beach to "my" house: I even got an arch! The yard. Casa Mathilda. I fell asleep quite early last night, but I kept waking up because of the crickets, the birds, and the tuko (that's one noisy gecko) outside. I think there was a pack of them! I'm sure I'll get used to these sounds soon enough.

I Think I'm in Paradise

I think I always say this when I am at the beach, but it is true every time. That's the sight that greeted me when I arrived at Casa de la Playa earlier. I haven't gone into the water yet - my schedule says work for a couple more hours - but I am already thoroughly enjoying my stay here. Last night was another sleepless night for me as, I have to admit, I was quite apprehensive about the trip. True, I forgot several important things: acne body wash jacket disposable razor sunglasses. Except for the jacket, I was able to find substitutes. I got a pair of knock off Oakleys in town for 85 PHP (less than 2 USD)! They're obviously not the real thing, but they'll do the job. More updates later on. That clump of trees is calling my name!

Dexter's Shenanigans

My poor baby has a boo-boo. He's got this thing on his left eye, but it seems to be getting better now. But, he's also shedding so he's been in a mood all freaking week. How a turtle can be in a mood - you tell me! I just wanted to show some photos of him horsing around. Isn't that a good turtle? I think he needs more toys; and since he seems to like exercise, I wonder if they have any pull up bars for turtles? (His mommy sure could use them!) Another thing I just found out is that turtles at this age should eat every other day. Guess what? Dex eats twice or thrice a day! No wonder he looks so fat. I guess my turtle's obese. I've been feeding him once a day since yesterday.

My Own Chow: Baked Tilapia and Zucchini

I love to eat - that should be pretty obvious by now. As you know, I have been staying away from beef and pork for a month now. With beef, I have been successful (although I really could use a huge steak right now). With pork...well, I have had a meal or two. For the most part, though, I have been wracking my brains crazy for fish dishes. While I love fish, you can only have so much of the same thing after a while. The only positive thing I can think of about this regimen is that there is absolutely no need for phentermine , or any diet pill! Anyway, one of my favorite kinds of fish is tilapia. For my friends outside of the Philippines, I think it's called the same in English. Alternatively, it can also be called St. Peter's fish. The flesh of this fish is white and tender, making it perfect for grilling or baking. The flesh is sweet and juicy - you don't really need much seasoning at all. In the Philippines, we normally eat the whole fish - no need to chop off

Kutchay Dumplings from Causeway

Causeway is one of the more popular Chinese restaurants here, and when I craved for dumplings the other night, we had some food delivered. What better food to eat while watching The Big Bang Theory, right? It was very good - most of it anyway. My friend decided to go healthy and order kutchay dumplings. For the life of me, I cannot figure out what they are. All I can say is that I felt like a goat chewing that stuff for ages! Just take a look at that...GRASS! Seriously, you will have no need for even the best best weight loss supplements if you eat kutchay dumplings every single day. Now will someone please tell me just what kutchay is? Even the name doesn't sound good!

Mile-Hi Diner in Eastwood

When you've been living in one area for a while, you establishments get old. Even though you have your favorite haunts, you still tend to yearn for something new every now and then. That's why I was quite excited when I saw the Mile-Hi Diner open for business in Eastwood! I had dinner there a couple of weeks ago, and it seems that it is not a bad place to eat at. Of course, their fare is basically diner food, which means that you won't like it if you only eat healthy stuff. After a meal at Mile-Hi, you would probably have to go for an irvingia gabonensis weight loss regimen. Anyway, I had some pork chop, which was quite good. Then again, it was the first time in weeks that I had had pork, so my tastebuds might have been a bit off. I am 100% sure that the buffalo wings were great. They were really spicy and the skin so crispy. Just looking at that and writing about it is making my mouth water. Oh wait - what's that? I was pleasantly surprised to see that they

Na na na na...It's A Beautiful Life

I don't watch much TV, but when I do, it's usually Discovery Travel and Living. I guess having been bitten by the travel bug is something you can't mess around with. Even if I find myself being tortured by the scrumptious concoctions they whip up in the shows, I just can't help myself. Truth be told, I am even more tempted by shows like Glutton for Punishment, Man versus Food, and the like. I guess that is a reflection of how much I like food! The thing that really got me when I first saw their theme song/video is Anthony Bourdain's line at the end: "I'm here. What's holding you up?" I would always say "I am not being paid to travel and do what you do. That's what's holding me up, fracker!" Now my life has changed somehow, and while I cannot do what those guys on TV do, I am at least more mobile and can start living the dream. Oh, I still have my duties and responsibilities, but there are fewer things holding me up and t

My Own Chow: Baked Chicken and Taties

Inspired by a friend who posts photos of the food she makes on Facebook, I decided to come up with another series on this blog - My Own Chow. Basically, I'll be writing about my forays in the kitchen. I've always liked to cook, but the past year hasn't exactly been conducive to spending time in the kitchen. After the surgery, I have been experiencing digestion problems. I guess it's nothing new, but I have to be more careful of what I eat these days. The good thing about making my own chow is that I have more control over what goes into my food - not much need to worry about the best slimming pills now as I really can't use much fat and oil. Otherwise...never mind, TMI. One thing you ought to know (if you don't already) is that I am a carnivore to the core. I love my steak and can't get enough of it. Thing is, I can't really eat that - for now. So I am having to come up with all sorts of dishes with only fish and chicken. I can't believ

Monday Pick Me Upper: Funny French Idioms

Time for a language lesson, folks. I know we all know a bit of French - we all say "Pardon my French" every now and then, right? ;) I bet that you'd be pleasantly surprised at real French, though. A couple of weeks ago, my friends and I got on this French idioms kick. What's really amusing is the literal English translation of some of these idioms. A little searching via Google helped me continue my laughing streak for a while... C'est la fin des haricots. In English: It's the last straw or that's the end of it. Literal Translation: That's the end of the beans. Les carottes sont cuites. In English: I've had it. Literal Translation: The carrots are cooked. Devenir chêvre In English: To become enraged Literal Translation: To become a goat Pleuvoir des cordes In English: To rain cats and dogs Literal Translation: To literally rain ropes Here's a special favorite of mine: Chantez pour une bourrique, elle vous donnera des crottes. Lite

My First Stint as a Ticket Seller

Yup, I have a new job - selling tickets at the gate. Well, it's not exactly stable, but I think I have found one of my callings. ;) Seriously, I had a great time manning the booth last night at the Lymbyc Systym gig at Club Dredd. I struggled a bit at the beginning - I had to smile and be chatty and all that. PLUS I had to make sure I gave the right amount of change and so on. It wasn't exactly rocket science, but I was apprehensive for a moment there. It was definitely a good night, all that was missing were the "regulars" and all the crazy talk (how about rv towing and NASCAR? Go figure!). Take a look at some of my best moments. ;) See, I was a very friendly ticket seller. Of course, that was one of my friends I was handing the ticket to. With the Zippo girl and the manager. Photo op with Jared (?) of Lymbyc Systym. His brother, the other half of the duo disappeared. With everyone who hung around after the gig. And there's the thing that made it even

WANTED: Firebending Master

Yeah, I've been spending too much time watching Avatar: The Last Airbender. In spite of the title of the anime, I found myself hooked on the idea of firebending, and not airbending. I think earthbending is pretty cool, too (and waterbending for that matter); but I guess I just like playing with fire. Ask my hands - they'll testify to that. Earlier tonight (or last night, actually), I did my first stint as a "ticket seller" - more about this gig in the next post. Anyhow, I got this pretty cool Zippo out of it (plus a couple of beers, wooh!). In my excitement, I filled the lighter with too much fluid that it spilled all over my hands. If that wasn't stupid enough, I had to immediately light it. That shiny red cross and glittering star was just too much for me to handle, I guess. You can surmise what happened - the fluid on my hands caught the flames and for a few seconds, my hands were on fire! Either I was tired or I really am overdosing on Avatar, becau