;p

cookie et moi

“So much present, inside my present, inside my present - so, so much past.”

Fiest. I'm merely quoting.

Lunch was bitch slap today. I'm sometimes very politically correct, sometimes too kind when I already should be saying things like- oh screw her if she's like dut, or yeah, I intend to let an aswang eat your baby, and both of us would be cool. I'm epokreta like dut, or maybe I'm taught to always say kind things to people who are hurting even if that means choking me and tearing my heart, innards, and all of me apart.

Yawn.

There are times when I feel like crying that I'd wind up- laughing as I speak.

My whole being is becoming a pattern- of rotten-ness, of listlessness, and of madness.

And yeah. My class is weird. I just want to go to Guimaras.

Even my posts do not contain anything of value.

Today I learned that I shouldn't be reading into things OA-ly. That I should take people at face value. And yeah, meron pa:

two things hurt me today-

a Christian professing his being a Christian but could lie to me point-blank.
and
yeah, the hunger in Sudan- hellyeah, I'm affected like dut- I sometimes wonder why a good God would allow an innocent child to go hungry.

That's why I appreciate a warm bread so much.

nasty bikers ;p

my patooties. ;p grainy photos from ma's phone.

LOUIS PASTEUR:
When I approach a child, he inspires in me two sentiments; tenderness for what he is, and respect for what he may become.

There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

yes, they're kulitis. ;p

my showmanship

is a dawg-show!

class photos can be so funny. i found this on one of my learner's facebook. kaloca.

i'm trying to humor myself. my summer is sooooo arid and empty. and so Agrabah-tic. i get the kick out of having lunch with some two guys who call people names. i am laughing my arse off most of the time during these lunch breaks.

yes, i like girl friends. pretty ones. i like boy friends. the tough lookin' ones.

out of the humdrums of the daily life.

If you want happiness for an hour, take a nap.

If you want happiness for a day, go fishing.

If you want happiness for a year, inherit a fortune.

If you want happiness for a lifetime, help somebody.--Chinese proverb

I really should do something good for self this summer. A post-Easter gift to self other than acquiring ballets flats, 2 pairs at a time.

I wanna run.

I realized that I don't want to run away from this job because this is the very reason why I moved here in the first place.

And I find happiness in playing teacher.

I wanna get a degree.

So I can be a preschool teacher some day. I gave up on the idea of having children. Yes, I get baby jealous but, yeah motherhood has never been on top of the wishlist. I really wanted greta-dom yah know.(:

And I wanna learn a new skill.

To be able to drive an automobile. To be able to really scuba dive without being scared of carrying a tank. To be able to do something worthwhile and productive with my two hands.

And I promise to take care of my teeth. That it pays to floss, brush in between meals, and eat healthy, and not smoke.

Sayang today. I missed Tino during lunch break. :( [Lol, kung maka Tino ko, daw correct ko.]

kairi and the alphabets

tonight, singing and dancing to "do the alphabets".

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions--the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss or smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.--Samuel Taylor Coleridge

and one happiness of life is kairi cate conson. (:

So this is love, this is love, this is love.

The rest of our Sunday. We camped out on the living room for about an hour.

The real menace in dealing with a five-year-old is that in no time at all you begin to sound like a five-year-old. ~Joan Kerr, Please Don't Eat the Daisies, 1957


Children are contemptuous, haughty, irritable, envious, sneaky, selfish, lazy, flighty, timid, liars and hypocrites, quick to laugh and cry, extreme in expressing joy and sorrow, especially about trifles, they'll do anything to avoid pain but they enjoy inflicting it: little men already. ~Jean de La Bruyère, Les Caractères, 1688


There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million. ~Walt Streightiff