Maling Akala

I reserve my right to say nasty words because doing so will be an unbecoming of a yuppie in me. But im not manhid; in fact i'm deeply hurt. That's why i dont want to hurt others by publishing my sentiments in here because i know how it feels to be hurt, especially when the person who hurts you is someone who is, in your full knowledge, a real true sincere(redundancy is intentional) confidant of yours. Well, i'll just sing Brownman Revival's Maling Akala ^_^

Wealth is for community, friendship

The priest who celebrated the mass this afternoon at UP Chapel gave a pretty good and inspiring homily. He drew his sermon from the Gospel, which was about a parable of Christ. It's a story of a dishonest steward who squandered a portion of his master's riches. Despite his dishonesty, the master commended the steward when he learned that even if the steward wasted his money, he shared it with other people.

The priest said that wealth is not bad since it came from God. However, God's main purpose for giving it is for us to enjoy it with our friends, neighbors, and our community. Wealth is for friendship. God gave us wealth so all of us will have a good life.

When wealth becomes the center of your life alone, then it ceases to become wealth, and you cannot be called wealthy because of your greediness. You are living that wealth not according to God's purpose.

So the message is for us to spread our fortune not only to the people close to our hearts but to the needy as well.

November 1 partying was relief

Ok it’s 12nn now! I am finally home. I am so sleepy and I wanna pamper myself with at least 5 hours of sleep. But for some unknown reason, I can’t fall asleep yet. So I am writing this piece hoping that the lullaby of the words and emotions will put me into rest.

After attending mass yesterday, I went directly to Cubao to meet with my Bessy and another guy friend. We headed to Fourth Estate in Sucat, Paranaque, the venue hehehe. We partied till 5:30am. It was in the house of a friend so we had the right to parteeehh…all night long. Red Horse with Royal was of no thrill so my BI bestfriend was to the rescue. Thanks to the nearby Mini-stop, a bottle of Tequila witnessed the rest of the fun. It almost drowned me to drunkenness but a smart girl wouldn’t allow so. So I was still in control, felt the LOL moments, memorized quotable quotes, enjoyed camera-whoring and controlled emotions from pouring. Yes I have problems but I don’t want to spoil our fun together.


I love my best pals for organizing the party. I know it was for me because they knew about my sprouting depression hehehe. We talked about high school memories especially crushes, relationships and teenage-playfulness. We talked about failed relationships, yes failed relationships, period =)

We talked about almost everything. We had paksi (laughter) all-night long and yeah, laughter is a very effective medicine indeed so I wanna prescribe it to every one. All of them, including me of course, are very camera-shy so we set another record of 350 shots hahaha. We beat the first record. Record breaker kami parang si Sarah Geronimo!!! Yahoooo…..

There, as I am writing this entry the pictures are now entering my email area of responsibility, signaling a Facebook upload activity in soonest time possible. Weyzch... lemme check! =)