"Child, it is not for you."
"But, God, how many times should I take these failures?"
"Let play a game, my child. Let's put it this way: just think of the chances you take are white eggs. Your aim is to find the golden one. While you haven't found the golden egg, take those white eggs. Those white eggs are the experiences and lessons, the more you get eggs, the more experiences and lessons learned. You can do anything with those found white eggs. You can either cook those or sell those. Don't give up until you found the golden egg, I say to you, you'll surely find it."
I was on a bus, riding home, rejected from applying call center job in Ortigas. While crossing the main roads, raced with some jeeps and buses, with all billboards we passed... God and I had a conversation.
Tuesday, November 13, 2012
Saturday, November 03, 2012
Piercing and Tattoo
02. Talk about your piercing or tattoo, if you have any.
I got my ears pierced during my er... 2nd grade or 3rd. I remember, my one pierced got infected when I was in 3rd grade but nothing serious. It was just kinda hard for me to take off shirts that time because it would touch my infected earlobe and it hurt. I never got anymore piercing since then till I reached (oh here we go remembering what-age-I-got-that-I-got-this again... aahh.. when was it??) my teen years. I asked a friend to do me another ear piercing, also in the left earlobe. For the first time in my life, I felt my ears were over accessorized. Not long, the hole gone. It was more like a wound throughout the time I had it so I decided to let it heal by not putting anything on it except disinfectant alcohol. It's not surprising, my friend who did it was a genius, she didn't do anything or used anything to make the piercing safe and clean. Well myself is a genius, too as I let her do it to me. And I wasn't contented, cos I asked her again to do me another piercing, this time on the upper part of my right ear called the helix or rim. This was real hurt as it is the hardest part of our ear. Same thing happened to my third lobe pierced, got slightly infected, as though it's getting worsen whenever I place an earring in it. It became swollen and darken, my boo told me to quit puncturing earring any part of my ears except the common earlobe pierced. So that was the end of it, but I could still feel the scar inside the skin.
Tattoo! No, I don't have any. I'm not sure if I'm going to have cos first: Rey, my boo, doesn't want me to. He doesn't have any tattoo. Second: I dunno if 50 years from now, it would still look good on me. Tattoos are becoming greenish as you get old, aren't they? I'm not sure If I would like myself to get permanently inked. But I do tattoo myself, using my gel pen during school time. I draw small heart on my right middle finger, on the side, in the end close to my palm. I always think it's nice and cute. I sometimes fancy wrist tattoos like these:
These are cute. I would like to have wrist tattoo. Not permanently though.
Monday, October 29, 2012
"Covero Tubero!"
Okay. Let's do this blog challenge that I took and posted months ago:
01. Your middle name and how you feel about it:
Hmm.. middle name is the maiden name of your mother, right? Well, Filipinos refers the middle name as the abbreviated name between the given first name and last name or surname like my mine, Lara Melissa C. EraƱa, letter C is abbreviated for Covero, my mother's maiden lastname. I heard some countries they refer middle name as the second or the third name on the given first name like Shane Steven Filan, Steven is the referred middle name. Shane Steven Filan by the way is the most beautiful man in the world.
So to my middle name... well how do I feel about it? there's nothing actually. I've never felt insecure about my name, well aside it's too girl for me but I don't see any name that I would want to change to. The only time that I felt ashamed about having it is when I was in 2nd grade. My classmate asked what my letter C stands for and I answered "Covero" then he burst out laughing, saying "Aah.. Tubero! Tubero pala nanay mo eh!" Translation: he called my mother a plumber, as my middle name and the Tagalog word for plumber are sound alike. Could you just imagine that? I'm already bullied because of me being an ugly duckling let alone having funny sound attached on my name. I was scared. I don't wanna be a laughing subject anymore. Thank God he got over it moments later and didn't tell a co-bully about it. Maybe because it's forgettable, they don't always see the name as I always put the first initial of it like we does, unless it's required.
Well my middle name completes the person that I am. It's my grandfather's name that my mother took and used until she married my father. Now, I both used those last names. It doesn't matter how funny they sound, but it's my parents names. 'Nuff said.
01. Your middle name and how you feel about it:
Hmm.. middle name is the maiden name of your mother, right? Well, Filipinos refers the middle name as the abbreviated name between the given first name and last name or surname like my mine, Lara Melissa C. EraƱa, letter C is abbreviated for Covero, my mother's maiden lastname. I heard some countries they refer middle name as the second or the third name on the given first name like Shane Steven Filan, Steven is the referred middle name. Shane Steven Filan by the way is the most beautiful man in the world.
So to my middle name... well how do I feel about it? there's nothing actually. I've never felt insecure about my name, well aside it's too girl for me but I don't see any name that I would want to change to. The only time that I felt ashamed about having it is when I was in 2nd grade. My classmate asked what my letter C stands for and I answered "Covero" then he burst out laughing, saying "Aah.. Tubero! Tubero pala nanay mo eh!" Translation: he called my mother a plumber, as my middle name and the Tagalog word for plumber are sound alike. Could you just imagine that? I'm already bullied because of me being an ugly duckling let alone having funny sound attached on my name. I was scared. I don't wanna be a laughing subject anymore. Thank God he got over it moments later and didn't tell a co-bully about it. Maybe because it's forgettable, they don't always see the name as I always put the first initial of it like we does, unless it's required.
Well my middle name completes the person that I am. It's my grandfather's name that my mother took and used until she married my father. Now, I both used those last names. It doesn't matter how funny they sound, but it's my parents names. 'Nuff said.
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Kindle Problem
It's been nearly two months since my ate gave me this Kindle Keyboard 3g and I fell inlove with it. Well you can actually see it on my previous post. I have finished reading some books there and I was nearly half way through The Time Traveller's Wife then one day, it got stuck on its screen saver which is Amazon advertisement. I held the OK button which is supposed to do and nothing happened. I assumed it's battery low so I charged it and left for hours but no development. Then I searched on the internet regarding the problem and it seems like I'm not the only one having this dilemma. Lately, I can now explore through my book on Kindle, can read few pages but minutes, or seconds later.. it stuck again. You know you lose your interest reading cos you can't flip another page all of a sudden then it reboots itself and sometimes you lose your bookmarks. This is really frustrating for me. I still have so many books to read there and to download and I'm excited to finish those. My ate says it's brand new, her boyfriend actually bought it this year and definitely still covered by the warranty.
I really love my Kindle. Please come back to normal :(
Sunday, September 30, 2012
It's been a year
Woah. It feels like just yesterday when I went to Smart Araneta Coliseum to see my ever beloved Westlife in concert. I remember I was nervous minutes before the show started. Seeing the coliseum getting packed of people from the general admission section down to the ground. The stage with closed curtain, any minute now, Westlife will be behind that huge cloth. I'll be seeing Shane. Surely, it was a night to remember.
Up to this minute, I still dunno why I wasn't in the fangirl mode that time. I scream whenever I see them on tv but I too starstruck I guess... seeing them in flesh. Upclose. That's something else.
Up to this minute, I still dunno why I wasn't in the fangirl mode that time. I scream whenever I see them on tv but I too starstruck I guess... seeing them in flesh. Upclose. That's something else.
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