I am writing again…
April 26, 2009
After a couple of months of writing hiatus, I am back again. I want to share my life again. I don’t know where my motivation to write again comes from. I just feel the urge to do so. I am happy that I am doing this again. This is all for now. In the coming days, I would write more on the following topics.
1. Slumdog Millionaire. This is one rare movie I have loved this much. Really great!
2. Of Plaids and Whisky…. I met this wonderful person from, you’ve guessed it, Scotland through Facebook.
3. Today’s homily. I have been wanting to share priests’ homilies of Masses I attended to but today’s was simply great. It was so short, comic and inspiring
I hope I could have the wisdom, courage and inspiration to write them real soon. 
Eureka! Eureka!
February 15, 2009
This is what Archimedes exclaimed when he had found out his mathematical rule (which led to greater mathematical discoveries) .
Eureka! I silently told myself as I have finally found that special someone I have constantly been praying, searching, hoping and wanting. As I get to know this person more, I have all the more reasons to smile, to look forward to something beautiful. It maybe too early to tell how this story of us would end as it has not totally begun but what can I do? I can’t help but be excited to what the future awaits for us. I guess it is my being optimistic again inspite of how little has happened so far.
A couple of days ago, we chatted for almost a day at FB. Then we talked for more than two hours on the phone. It was indeed refreshing. Finally, you feel that you have just found your match. You realize that this person is what you been looking for, fits your taste to the T, shares your views yet you remain complimentary in terms of differences. We have not even met, not just yet, but I can’t take the smile off my face. I always check my phone for new sms’s, my faceboook for new messages.
Still, I keep myself grounded. I am praying that everything we are hoping with each other would be affirmed once the D-day comes. I am keeping my fingers crossed until then.
Am I found?
February 3, 2009
I thought I was a couple of weeks ago but I refused to be so. Perhaps, it is not yet time. Maybe, it was not really meant to be. It was just my first date with this person, hoping that the universes conspire and so after, I could proclaim mightily that I was found! Unfortunately, things unfolded the way I half-expected. There was no magic but fleshy desires. There was no future to uphold, only moments to savor.
That first date was followed by a second and third one and most probably by a fourth and fifth and so on. But that’s all about it. Just dates, no commitments, no strings attached, no expectations for now. Who knows? What we may have overlooked (and continue to overlook now) may turn out to be beatiful someday. Well, this one is worth taking slowly. Though, I am neither waiting nor expecting. I am just enjoying the ride ’til it last.
One thing is definite. I shall be found… soon!
GOD is awesomely great, always!
January 20, 2009
One of my closest friends email this to me and was touched once more by how awesomely great God is. He may not give what we want but He will surely surprise us with His never-ending kindness. I am sharing it today and will always go back to this entry to make me grounded thru His love that heals and endures.
One night I had worked hard to help a mother in the labor ward; but in spite of all we could do, she died leaving us with a tiny premature baby and a crying two-year-old daughter. We would have difficulty keeping the baby alive, as we had no incubator (we had no electricity to run an incubator).
We also had no special feeding facilities. Although we lived on the equator, nights were often chilly with treacherous drafts. One student midwife went for the box we had for such babies and the cotton wool that the baby would be wrapped in.
Another went to stoke up the fire and fill a hot water bottle. She came back shortly in distress to tell me that in filling the bottle, it had burst (rubber perishes easily in tropical cl imates). ‘And it is our last hot water bottle!’ she exclaimed. As in the West, it is no good crying over spilled milk so in Central Africa it might be considered no good crying over burst water bottles They do not grow on trees, and there are no drugstores down forest pathways.
‘All right,’ I said, ‘put the baby as near the fire as you safely can, and sleep between the baby and the door to keep it free from drafts. Your job is to keep the baby warm.’
The following noon, as I did most days, I went to have prayers with any of the orphanage children who chose to gather with me. I gave the youngsters various suggestions of things to pray about and told them about the tiny baby. I explained our problem about keeping the baby warm enough, mentioning the hot water bottle, and that the baby could so easily die if it got chills. I also told them of the two-year-old sister, crying because her mother had died
During prayer time, one ten-year old girl, Ruth, prayed with the usual blunt conciseness of our African children. ‘Please, God’ she prayed, ’send us a water bottle. It’ll be no good tomorrow, God, as the baby will be dead, so please send it this afternoon.’
While I gasped inwardly at the audacity of the prayer, she added, ‘And while You are about it, would You please send a dolly for the little girl so she’ll know You really love her?’
As often with children’s prayers, I was put on the spot. Could I honestly say, ’Amen’. I just did not believe that God could do this. Oh, yes, I know that He can do everything, the Bible says so. But there are limits, aren’t there? The only way God could answer this particular prayer would be by sending me a parcel from homeland. I had been in Africa for almost four years at that time, and I had never, ever received a parcel from home. Anyway, if anyone did send me a parcel, who would put in a hot water bottle? I lived on the equator! Halfway through the after n oon, while I was teaching in the nurses’ training school, a message was sent that there was a car at my front door.
By the time I reached home, the car had gone, but there, on the veranda, was a large twenty-two pound parcel. I felt tears pricking my eyes. I could not open the parcel alone, so I sent for the orphanage children.
Together we pulled off the string, carefully undoing each knot. We folded the paper, taking care not to tear it unduly. Excitement was mounting. Some thirty or forty pairs of eyes were focused on the large cardboard box. From the top, I lifted out brightly colored, knitted jerseys. Eyes sparkled as I gave them out. Then there were the knitted bandages for the leprosy patients, and the children looked a little bored. Then came a box of mixed raisins and sultanas – that would make a batch of buns for the weekend Then, as I put my hand in again, I felt the….could it really be? I grasped it and pulled it out – yes, a brand-new, ru b be r hot water bottle. I cried. I had not asked God to send it; I had not truly believed that He could. Ruth was in the front row of the children. She rushed forward, crying out, ‘If God has sent the bottle, He must have sent the dolly too!’
Looking up at me, she asked: ‘Can I go over with you and give this dolly to that little girl, so she’ll know that Jesus really loves her?’
That parcel had been on the way for five whole months. Packed up by my former Sunday school class, whose leader had heard and obeyed God’s prompting to send a hot water bottle, even to the equator. And one of the girls had put in a dolly for an African child – five months before, in answer to the believing prayer of a ten-year-old to bring it ‘that afternoon.’
‘Before they call, I will answer’ (Isaiah 65:24) This awesome prayer takes less than a minute. When you receive this, say the prayer, that ’s all you have to do. No strings attached. Just send it on to whomever you want – but do send it on. Prayer is one of the best free gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards.
Onto the next….
January 1, 2009
This has been my mantra everytime I let destiny take its own course, especially during failed relatiosnhips. :) Onto the next! The optimistic person that I am, I always look forward to better things to come. Thus, I embrace 2009 with all positivity. 2008 was a good year but I am almost definite that 2009 would be life changing.
This year begins my journey to my fourth decade of existence as I turn 31. I am taking braver and bigger steps to achieve my personal goals in life. With God’s grace and the support of those dear to me, I would stride my way to success.
Well, if all my efforts have gone futile, I would simply say, Onto the next!
For now, I would just play to win!
My Colorgenics
December 27, 2008
Found this at www.goldinuniverse.com and is quite accurate. Whew, it really sums up my feelings now. Bravo to its creator, Prof. Paul Goldin!
Name: Reyginald
Date: 12/27/2008
Colorgenics Number: 17302465
At this time you are feeling ‘uptight’ and you are urgently in need of rest and relaxation; but perhaps even more than that you need to overcome that feeling that you have been ‘hard done by’ and treated with a complete lack of consideration. Maybe you have, but whatever may have been the cause of your inherent anxiety, you regard the situation as intolerable. Your are, however, sufficiently competent to turn that situation around – you have overcome similar problems in the past, and really this one isn’t too different.
Being impulsive and irritable, your desires and needs are paramount. You do things with insufficient thought – with little regard to the consequences that may follow. As a consequence of this attitude, you may be experiencing stress and conflict.
Enough is enough – but the problems never seem to stop. They never stop. You feel, and maybe you are right, that the problems seem to go on and on and you have indeed had more than your fair share of trials and tribulations. But to give you credit – you bounce back time and time again – you stick to your beliefs because deep down you have that inner knowledge, that ‘belief’ system that in the end, everything will turn out OK – and you are right -it will!
For whatever the reason, you find it extremely difficult to sustain relationships – that is to sustain them in the manner that you would wish. You are a very gentle sort of person, full of feeling, sensitivity and susceptible to love and affection, looking and longing for a partner with whom you can enjoy ‘All things bright and beautiful’ – someone with whom you can seek out the more esoteric things of life. But up to now this person has only existed in your imagination. You are very choosy, appreciative, refined and extremely artistic in temperament and it is your hope to seek others who will allow you to form and express your own taste and judgement and who at the same time may assist you in your intellectual or artistic growth.
You are inclined to be too trusting and you feel that you need to be on your guard against the possibility that your endeavours and actions may be misunderstood. Too often you have been taken advantage of and you have been mentally abused. Now you are seeking a relationship which can provide peace of mind, where you can be yourself and not have the need to put on a false front.
My favorite number is 7 but…
December 27, 2008
I got this from my Facebook account. Almost everything is true except a single negative trait. I don’t think I am discontented.
Your Life Path Number is 6
Your Life Path Number represents the path you should take through life and the talents and skills you have to make your journey a rewarding one.
Your Life Path Number makes you a both a healer and a provider. You maintain a balanced life and are looked upon by others as a stable and trustworthy person. You are sympathetic and caring, which makes you a good listener and counsellor. You are able see the best in people around you.
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Two Two at a Glance!
November 17, 2008
few months of preparation
several months of sleepless nights
22 days of store construction
4 days of training from Korean Head Office Trainer
17 days of selling fried chicken
17 days of working straight from 11am – 2am
431 orders of chicken served
455 bottles of Beer sold
134 bottles of Soju served
10 friends visited and enjoyed Two Two
Hundreds of Korean customers ate here
8 service crew members
1 yaya for me
4 Korean partners
1 Filipino key person
Two Two Fried Chicken
8101 Pearl Plaza
Love our fried chicken two two times more!
Tired Tired at TwoTwo
October 28, 2008
With less than a week before the soft opening of TwoTwo Fried Chicken Restaurant, I am beggining to feel the stress and pressure. High expectations are placed on TwoTwo. Would it conquer the Philippine market when in fact no Korean Restaurant has become everyone’s favorite? Looking at the menu and the plans in-store, I hope to challenge this truth. For now, I need to overcome the tiredness… I just hope I don’t burn out.
Status Quo
September 17, 2008
There are a lot things to be done yet I am seemingly tired to lift a finger. I am not in my element for reason/s I am still trying to figure out. I could feel that sadness is haunting me. I am not miserable to begin with, though. But everytime I wish to unravel what’s wrong, it points to my lack of inspiration.
For weeks, I am not writing any on this blog. I was asked by a friend why I haven’t updated my blog. I reasoned out my lack of inspiration to do so. I think I am going circles now hehehe. Told you, I am not at my best.
Status quo for now as I make a list of what intend to accomplish in the next few days. I think this would aid me to be more focused.
