In My Own World

Was Ed Sheeran right when he said that, "loving can hurt?"  Personally, I believe that it can. Not all the time, though, just sometimes. The million dollar question is, how often is that "sometimes?" That's the thing about sometimes, you know it doesn't last, but you will never see it coming. Anyway, maybe we can all agree that loving can really hurt. A priest said on one of the online masses that I watched that loving someone can really cause you pain. Because if you love someone, you will always have compassion towards the people that you love. I also read somewhere on the internet that, "the person you love the most hurt you the most," and I couldn't agree more. Anyone can hurt you physically, but it takes a special person to hurt you emotionally. You can be the toughest person on earth, but for sure there is always that one person you have a soft spot for.  Love often hurts when the person that you love doesn't meet your expectations, ...

My bucket list is already full of places that I want to visit. Of course, Paris, France is present on the list. I really wanted to visit the Eiffel Tower the first time I saw it in picture. As what Audrey Hepburn said, "Paris is always a good idea."  I also dreamed of visiting all the Disneyland in the world. 8-10 years ago I really wanted to visit Disneyland in Hong Kong, since it is the nearest one. I wanted to go to that place simply because they say that it's "the happiest place on earth." During my early 20's, I was really longing for happiness. I thought that going to a Disneyland would give me an instant happiness and I also wanted to experience being a kid once again.  Then there was a time when I had a dream that I was in Bali, Indonesia. What surprised me most was that in my dream I was with my (past) chrush's sister. I mean, of all people why her? 😳 Since then Bali, Indonesia climbed on top of my bucket list. I know the place before, but my a...

Since it's still my birthday week, allow me to share with you one of the most memorable birthday celebrations I had—my debut. It wasn't that long ago since I just celebrated my 18th birthday last Tuesday. Just kidding. I celebrated my debut 12 years ago, but for me it feels like it was only last Tuesday. I am not a fan of big parties. I don't want the traditional kind of 18th birthday wherein there are 18 roses, 18 gifts, 18 bills, 18 cars, 18 houses and lots, 😲😅 etc. I only want a simple celebration with the people who are close to my heart.  I celebrated my debut two times. The first one was at home during my birthday. It was a simple celebration with my family and some relatives with the classic "handa" during birthdays— pancit, spaghetti, lumpiang shanghai, fried chicken and cake. There was a typhoon during that time, so it was raining hard almost the whole day. It was holiday that time, because if I remember it right it was Ramadan.  I attended the mass ear...

So, I guess this is it. It's official, I'm 30 years old already. Is this the time where I already need to invest in fancy china wares? 😲 It feels like it was just yesterday when my mother forced me to wear the dress that I wore during my baptism. It was was a school day, and it was my 7th birthday. I was baptized a day before my 7th birthday. So, the dress hasn't been laundered, yet, but only the two of us know. Now you know it also, so that makes us 3. I am not a fan of wearing a dress ever since, hence the forcing. But because I was under her spell, I wore that fuchsia pink dress together with a pair of pearly white sandals and a pair of lacey, white stockings.  That's the thing about this life, sometimes you have to set aside what you really want to do and do what other people tells you. Not because you can't decide on your own, but because you just want to make them happy. But it doesn't have to be like that always, of course, we have a free will to do what...

Since in just 3 days I'll be another year older (if God permits), tonight I feel like reminiscing. I want to look back in the past (almost) 10 years and share with you some of the highlights of my 20's.  I still have a vivid memory of my 20th birthday. It was my last year in college. We were working on our thesis that time. We were in the library, I together with my 3 frIends. It was lunch time already so we're heading out. Outside the library my three friends surprised me with a cupcake with two candles on top together with their gifts laying on top of the table. Then after we had our lunch, we went back to school. Upon entering our classroom, my classmates started singing "Christmas In Our Hearts." LOL. Of course, Happy Birthday. It felt like I was back in grade school once again. I cried that night of my birthday, because of the letter given to me by one of my friends. Those were happy tears, though.  The start of my 20's had been quite eventful. I was 20 y...