Pink Panther Files

Wednesday, July 20, 2005

It Comes in Threes

Three Names You Go By
Mara
Kaka
Tongka

Three Screen Names You've Had
intentionally left blank … pa-mysterious effect

Three Physical Things You Like About Yourself
Eyes
Lips
Hands

Three Physical Things You Don't Like About Yourself
Logs … este legs pala
Big tummy
… and Big Feet

Three Parts of Your Heritage
Pinoy
Chinese (ninuno)
Spanish (ninuno)

Three Things That Scare You
butiki
moomoo
late night phone calls (baka kasi emergency)

Three of Your Everyday Essentials
celfone (makes me wonder how I survived before without this gadget)
cologne or any light perfume
lip balm

Three of Your Favorite Musical Artists
the smpo, smmc and of course, mr. C

Three of Your Favorite Songs
kahit ika’y panaginip lang
quando, quando, quando – Michael Buble
hold you down – J Lo

Three Things You Want in A Relationship
love, trust & respect din (same talaga chie!)
I also want the romance & the surprises

Three Lies and Truths in no particular order
lies:
1. I’m a good singer
2. I’m a good dancer
3. I’m Kris … hehehe … masyadong showbiz diba … kaarek!

truths:
1. I laugh & talk a lot (esp. when drunk, nervous, excited, etc.)
2. I want to host my own talk show
3. I procrastinate a lot

Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you
broad shoulders
eyes
lips

Three of your favorite hobbies
hanging out with friends
reading
watching TV and movies

Three things you want to do really badly now
vacation
sleep
write my book

Three careers you're considering/you've considered
talk show host
lawyer
entrepreneur

Three places you want to go on vacation
a beach I haven’t been to
Bangkok (where the shopping never ends)
Europe

Three kid's names you like
nathan (I think my sister will beat me to this)
alex (unisex diba)
bianca

Three things you want to do before you die
have a family
see the world
leave a legacy (ambitious ba?)

Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy
the way I cross my legs
my built
I love boots and rubbershoes

Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl
so many bags
so many shoes
can’t get enough of shopping (kahit broke na … cge pa rin)

Three celeb crushes
brad pitt
Orlando bloom
Richard gere

Three people that I would like to see take this quiz now
amor
jing
joanna
...at kung sino pa ang may panahon ;D

Thursday, July 14, 2005

JOY (deep in my heart ... come on sing with me)

Paradise is here or nowhere: You must take your joy with you or you will never find it.

Orison Swett Marden (1850-1924)
Founder of Success magazine

Monday, June 27, 2005

Distractions

The Lord is kind. He provides enough distractions to get my mind off things that if given the time, will make me sulk into despair.

God's blessings are sometimes disguised as distractions, such as the following that came my way:
1. a new love interest
2. a new adventure to look forward to
3. a new enemy (I'm not really sure if this should be counted but I'm including it anyway for reasons that i cannot explain ...)
4. a new job offer
5. a new found friend
6. the end of a term and the beginning of a new one
7. a new business venture
8. and so much more (but due to time constraint, this was all that I could think of at the moment)

I thank the Lord for the gift of distractions!

Thursday, June 09, 2005

Remnants of May and early June

Sometimes, it is difficult to understand why certain events happen ... especially those that cause anxiety or pain. No matter how much you try to convince yourself that it can't be that bad or that it's bound to get better ... the feeling of anxiety and pain just refuses to go away. I keep on psyching myself that the Lord does not give a burden so heavy that you cannot carry it ... and then I remember the story of the ant and the missing contact lens. A hiker lost her contact lens while climbing the mountain. The chances of locating the contact lens was next to impossible. But her co-hiker saw this ant, moving quite slowly as compared to the rest of the ants ... and the story goes that the ant was carrying the missing contact lens. One of the mountaineers made a caricature of the ant saying, "Lord, I don't know why you're letting me carry this burden, but if this is what you want me to do, then I will." And maybe, just maybe, we may be carrying these burdens because we are supposed to help not only ourselves but others as well, in the process. I feel so much nicer thinking of burdens in this light.

Well, so much has happened over the weeks or even months of blog silence. There's a lot to write about, but I couldn't muster the courage to do my postings. There have been endings (some happy and some that are not so happy) and there are new beginnings. There has been denial and acceptance ... and while I will often be associated with laughter, tears came to me too. I still dare to ask why ... and for some reason, the reply that I still get is why not. Do I stop there? For now, maybe. I honestly want to stop saying that I'm ok now, because I'm not. And while I am earnestly wishing that there could be somebody there for me now in this moment of my life ... I think that this is something I have to go through on my own. I want to stop the rush ... to actually believe that some matters are best left on its own ... that the good things will find its way to me. I want to let go ... and to stop being afraid.

There are still dreams waiting to be realized. There's still hope and probably, second chances. And tonight, I will sleep with a wonderful thought ... that tomorrow is bound to better ... and if I get lucky, the anxiety and the pain might just fade away.

Saturday, April 23, 2005

Why Me?

When I hated you, you loved me.
When I did you wrong, you did good unto me.
When I gave up, you came along and picked me up.
Now all I can say is thank you.
Now all I can wonder is why me?

When I drank too much, you put me in a treatment center.
When I was promiscuous, you protected me from disease.
When I judged others, you showed me my need for forgiveness.
Now all I can say is thank you.
Now all I can wonder is why me?

In my sins I spit on you and mocked you,
In my rage I nailed you to a tree
In your pure love you didn't spit back,
You just looked up and prayed for me.
Now all I can say is thank you.
Now all I can wonder is why me?

The answer is as simple as your beloved name
Jesus, the Lord, who saves me from my shame.
Abba, the one who makes it rain on me again.
Holy Spirit, the one who heals me and makes amends.

Why me? because i'm bad, and I need you.
Why me? because I failed, and couldn't save myself.
Why me? because YOU WANTED TO, and that's good enough for me.

By Erin Broussard


This was sent to me by one of my egroups and after reading it, I knew I just had to post it here.

Thursday, April 21, 2005

Closure

The moment of truth has arrived. For years, I have waited ... and actually feared that this particular love story of mine will not have a happy ending. But then again, because I half expected this moment would come ... I was prepared and was a real good sport in the end.

So finally, this is it ... closure ... what I was actually asking from God ... and He gave it to me.

And now, I console myself with these words:
"If we lose something, we lose it for a reason. That reason might be hard to understand but whatever it is ... we just have to believe that God takes away when He has something better to give."

Another love story has just ended ... and yet, there will be another one ... and perhaps, it will end happily this time around.

Thursday, March 31, 2005

Quando, Quando, Quando

A few days back, the man of my dreams (and this I mean literally) just asked me when we will get married. We were probably too drunk then ... we really didn't know what was going on ... but the question popped out of nowhere. I didn't know how to react then, and all I can remember now was that I smiled at him as though my bright tomorrow has just arrived. That was our moment and now, it's just a memory that probably means nothing at all ... now. Somehow, I wished that there was tinge of seriousness when he said what he said ... that he meant every word of it. What's a girl to do?

And so the song plays on my mind ... tell me when will you be mine ... quando, quando, quando ...