Burn for me baby

I got burned. Literally.

Was getting ready for a bath last Friday and tripped and landed on the kettle full of water. Boiled water spilled on my lower cheek, neck and chest. I was red as ripe tomatoes and tender as freshly boiled potatoes. OOOOOOOUCH!!!!

It hurt like hell! First aid was a handy jar of petroleum jelly and cold water and ice. My skin looks ghastly. I feel terrible. I feel ugly. I feel stinging pain and wish it would end soon.

I now empathize with the elephant man. But I learned from a National Geographic TV Show (about yawning) that I am more empathetic than most. :) And too much empathy is not such a bad thing. wehehe.

Humor me will you. I need major cheering up.

Disease of the mind

The diseases of the mind are more and more destructive than those of the body. - Cicero

I took my Dad to the hospital today for a CT Scan. He's been having weird blackouts. All of a sudden he forgets how to use his cellphone when minutes before he was thumbing it like an accountant would a calculator. We are to get results three days from now.

I, on the other hand, have been ordered to get a chest x-ray which I have managed to postpone for nearly a week. I'm having trouble breathing and have an increasing bad dose of asthma which I also choose to forget. It's bearable in the morning but at night, all sort of things worry my mind about my unknown diseases. The worry of the mind is much worse than not being able to breathe.

I am hard-headed like my father. We all are. It's not an excuse.

Neglect

I've been neglecting blogging. But that's not all I've been neglecting. I have piles of books to read, a lot of stories to write about, and I haven't exercised in about 6 months. I have been pretty occupied. Hope I could have a vacation soon.

Launched yet another website. Day after that, I got a call from a prospective client in Los Angeles, USA. A Pinoy architect. And she liked my website! Woohoo hoo! A designer liked my website. Hope all this will not go to my head. And hope that my life will not revolve around this business.

But still, I thank God for all my blessings. :)I couldn't have done it without his help. Amen!

What would you do if you knew you couldn't fail?

Inspired by Superhero Journal

• quit my job and concentrate on my own creative business


• marry the guy i love


• have kids


• leave home and back-pack through Europe


• feed the hungry (all of them)


• create world peace


• make the earth greener


• cook


• lose weight


• finish school

In that order :)

the things our parents make us do

Was it Mitch Alboom who said that parents destroy their children permanently? I think it was in one of his books.

Anyway, my Dad called me after a very long day at work to complain about a family affair I didn't want to take part of. The gist is, he wants me to confront this person about a transaction she arranged with my Dad because this trouble is affecting my Dad's health. Normally, I would step in when it comes to health issues involving my Dad. But lately, and I say this with a bad case of guilt, I think my Dad has been using health as an excuse to get what he wants. And I'm getting pretty tired of him complaining to me and making me do things that I really have nothing to do with.

So why do I feel guilty? Because it might really be affecting his health and I just can't see any outward signs of its effect - me being ignorant when it comes to anything medical. And this should be a small favor compared to all the favors I had to ask my Dad to do when I was growing up - and I'm sure there were plenty. And to add to this guilt, I impassively refused to have anything to do with a transaction I know nothing of.

We, however, agreed that I should look into it or at least ask for the why and the what to get a clearer picture. Pero for some reason, I do this with a heavy heart because I don't really want to get involved because it concerns relatives and you know how ugly that could get.

Remember the days when the things that our parents make us do is just the simple things like taking a bath daily and brushing our teeth. Then it graduates into wearing an ugly frock to a ball, kissing people on the cheek even if you don't really know who they are, or taking a course you never wanted to in the first place?

Ay, the things our parents make us do. (sings) Oh when will they ever learn? Oh when will we ever learn?

nothing

I was talking to the ex yesterday afternoon. Five years after the relationship ended, we have managed to stay friends. The conversation turned to relationships and the "marriage" bit again. I told him that after hearing all of my friends talk about their failed or difficult marriages, I am convinced I will never be the marrying type. But people tend to generalize that just because I don't want to get married means that I don't want to be in a relationship. I find this foolish. Think Oprah and Goldie Hawn. I am all for that.

Does this mean I am losing all my morals by accepting living-in as an option? I certainly don't want it for my younger nieces and nephews if they ever go into a relationship. They are just too young. My reasons are simple. This live-in thing is still a lot of responsibility. It means being responsible for someone else not of your blood. It's just like raising your own kids, only they are much more grown up and can talk back to you. :) Me, I am old. The Viking disagrees with me. But thats exactly how I feel. And I am comfortable being this old.

About morals, maybe I not have any anymore. :) But I seriously doubt it.

It's the weekend. I still remain a recluse. And I don't mind.

Excuses

There will be times when circumstances can't be avoided. Things just are and situations are exempted from criticism and are excusable.

But excuses can only go so far. If the wrong done is done repeatedly, it invalidates the exemption. It no longer becomes a "special case". Things just can't be that way all the time. I'm sorry to say this. But it is no longer excusable. I have had enough.

Hello World

For someone who have been writing for a very long time, I am gradually finding myself without words. Like now. This is due to my life which now revolves around my work and my computer. I don't go out. I don't even go to movies anymore. I don't call people. I've stopped reading novels. My God! I have become a recluse. Married to my work and chained to Kimberly.

This has got to stop. I've been watching the Biggest Loser. I want to lose weight. And I have also been watching the Starting Over House. I want to change to. So goodbye computer. I am off to et a life. For at least an hour. hehehe.

Have no heart

A friend of mine told me that if he had a chance to re-marry, he would choose a girl like me. I had not heart to tell him that a girl like me wouldn't want to marry a guy like him.

I'm tired. I really am.

The weather is not helping.

I wish I could just stay in bed and block the world. But even in sleep, my mind wanders.

STOP my little frisky friggin brain.

I have no heart.

I can't afford to have my mind to wander off too.

Hello World

Sings: I feel pretty, Oh, so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity Any girl who isn't me tonight.

Wala lang. My pimp of a friend has sold me to lots of possible clients by presenting them my website. Now, they all want one. :D Joy!

And my office monitor has been upgraded to a flat screen. Smaller than the one I used to have, but, hey, I'm not complaining. Look at all this free space to accommodate all my clutter.

And despite of all the work packing in my In Box, I miraculously finished them all. Well, not really all. I did miss one or two minor reports but no harm there.

I will be swamped next week. I have trainings - FOUR! - one after the other. I will give talks and worse, I will have to memorize ANG PANUNUMPA NG KAWANI NG GOBYERNO. Hehehe. Now you know.

PECO was suppose to cut off our lines today. But they didn't.

And I have my third offer to go to Denmark. Opportunities just makes me real happy.

Me feels like Will Smith when he got the chance to be a trainnee to be a stock broker in the movie, Pursuit of Happiness.

I'm broke but ... I feel pretty, Oh, so pretty, I feel pretty and witty and bright!
And I pity Any girl who isn't me tonight.

On the brink of something

Not yet at my wits end but getting there. Almost. I keep picturing the beach and how nice it would be to be able to shut everything out. I NEED A VACATION!

But I can't just now. I have trainings left and right. My Dad keeps asking me to do stuff for him that he is certainly capable of doing but just want to avoid. And he keeps forgetting he can ask his six other children to do it for him. My officemates keeps asking me questions they already know the answer to, but need to ask anyway. The maid, the maid is driving me nuts! I suddenly really hate the world right now.

I wish everybody would leave me alone because I'm starting to feel like a doormat. I like helping people, but sometimes I just really want to be left alone.


SHUT UP PEOPLE! LEAVE ME ALONE!

Incidentally, I've been watching a lot of the TV series Criminal Minds. I won't make a good Profiler but I wonder ... if I have the makings of a serial killer.

Be afraid. Be very afraid.