i come home from work tired and sleepy ready to jump into my bed after 12 hours. yesterday, i was 29 years old. today i turn 30... and what a sad day to turn 30, because just a few hours ago i admitted a 2 year old boy who just lost a mother, a brother, a sister and their home in a fire. i heard from the ER nurse that his dad is still waiting for a telemetry bed down in the ER.
it was the most difficult admission i've done not because the doctor's orders were complicated (that was actually the easiest part) but because it was hard to act like i wasn't affected while i was asking the grandmother and the aunt questions for the admission history. i mean how do i ask them about allergies, about their family health history and about that 2 year old's usual bowel movement pattern without eliciting tears from them and not looking like an insensitive jerk. that was so not the way i thought i would start my birthday. i felt sorry for the family's loss. i felt sorry for the boy who all of a sudden has no mommy to come home to. all throughout the time i was starting an IV line on the boy, i kept thinking about what's in store for him in the future and with all the support i've seen from the family, i know that he's gonna be okay.
anyways, i forego sleep and pondered on what i would do today now that i'm 30. i don't wanna do anything special or anything different. i just wanna be with myself.
when i was in grade school, i used to think that i would feel differently when i get to the big 3-0. that i'd be this really matured person who would scoff at people being silly in their carefree ways. i thought that i'd turn into this strict-librarian-type of person who wouldn't know how to have fun. i honestly thought that being 30 would totally suck. but it surely doesn't.
i realized that at 30, i could still watch spongebob squarepants and enjoy it's (sometimes) sick humor. that i could run around the hallways of the apartment building with nicolas (adriana's dog) running after me without feeling silly. i could still play games and ride bikes with my friends kids in the park during our once a year picnic. that i could sit in the playroom with my toddler patient and color books or finish a jigsaw puzzle or just watch the fishies in the tank as they gobble up the fish food and still call it work. i guess i could put it in this perspective. i could still be a kid at heart and get away with it being 30 and all.
a friend asked me the other night over the phone what would be the worst part about seeing my 20's go away? i guess the fact that i cannot go back to it all. that there were a lot of things that i haven't done or tried to do because i was too busy, too lazy or too scared to do it. excuses... excuses... this time there shouldn't be any at all.
3.13.2007
2.20.2007
life is what happens when you're busy with something else
these past few weeks was a busy time for me. busy in a fulfilling accomplished sense. you see at the end of the month, me and my housemate are moving in another unit, 2 floors below the one we live now. that means we have a lot of packing to do. if you knew of my procrastinating abilities, you'd be proud of me when i tell you that i've packed most of my stuff that needs to be packed. my cds, books, photo albums, out of season clothes and other stuff are all neatly packed in boxes and suitcases. of course there's more packing left to do, but getting a headstart this early is such an accomplishment for me.
in between the packing and going to work, i helped out my friend with his 'super secret surgery'... he he he. i had to drive an hour and forty five minutes to philadelphia to become his personal driver/travel nurse/slave. i had to endure 8 hours of boredom in the surgical waiting room of the philadelphia hospital, was mistaken for his girlfriend and later on for his wife by his doctor and the PACU nurses (which we both laughed about later on) and had to drive back home late in the night by myself (yes dennis, i am writing these things to make you feel guilty...joke!) oh the things i'd do for a friend. see, i'm not such a bad friend after all.
the nice part about it all is that i was able to update my calendar, fix all my schedules and was able to make all the calls that i needed to make in the eight hours that i was waiting for the "super secret surgery" to be over. now for some reason, these things i can't do if i'm just lounging around the apartment doing nothing. the mysteries of life i'd say.
anyways, the weather is getting colder by the day. freezing in fact. the good thing is no blizzards/snow storms in our area...yet. i am probably one of the few people happy about the fact that there is not much snow this year. i love it! oh and i noticed that daylight seems to be stretching until 6 pm now. i just can't wait for spring.
in between the packing and going to work, i helped out my friend with his 'super secret surgery'... he he he. i had to drive an hour and forty five minutes to philadelphia to become his personal driver/travel nurse/slave. i had to endure 8 hours of boredom in the surgical waiting room of the philadelphia hospital, was mistaken for his girlfriend and later on for his wife by his doctor and the PACU nurses (which we both laughed about later on) and had to drive back home late in the night by myself (yes dennis, i am writing these things to make you feel guilty...joke!) oh the things i'd do for a friend. see, i'm not such a bad friend after all.
the nice part about it all is that i was able to update my calendar, fix all my schedules and was able to make all the calls that i needed to make in the eight hours that i was waiting for the "super secret surgery" to be over. now for some reason, these things i can't do if i'm just lounging around the apartment doing nothing. the mysteries of life i'd say.
anyways, the weather is getting colder by the day. freezing in fact. the good thing is no blizzards/snow storms in our area...yet. i am probably one of the few people happy about the fact that there is not much snow this year. i love it! oh and i noticed that daylight seems to be stretching until 6 pm now. i just can't wait for spring.
2.03.2007
deathly hallows
well, well, well ...it seems that all that anticipation and waiting and theorizing is gonna end in july 21. everyone is excited. well at least everyone who knows what the hell quidditch is or who has a bit of knowledge about the rise and fall of "he who must not be named" should be excited. it is afterall the last of the series. the seventh book that will chronicle harry potter's adventures in the wizarding world. unlike the 6th book which i read in a matter of hours, i am gonna take my time and savor every page and every chapter of this book.
oh man! can you tell how excited i am? times like these, i miss my younger sister and jazz and dr. dada who shares my childish passion over the potter books. i actually pre-ordered it from borders the other night and called up my sis to tell her that i got one for her too. which made her crazily happy.
oh! and borders is giving away snape stickers. how cool is that? i hope they still have some left when i can finally find time to go to a borders store. in the meantime, i have to force myself to get some sleep so that i could survive my 12 hour shift tonight.
oh man! can you tell how excited i am? times like these, i miss my younger sister and jazz and dr. dada who shares my childish passion over the potter books. i actually pre-ordered it from borders the other night and called up my sis to tell her that i got one for her too. which made her crazily happy.
oh! and borders is giving away snape stickers. how cool is that? i hope they still have some left when i can finally find time to go to a borders store. in the meantime, i have to force myself to get some sleep so that i could survive my 12 hour shift tonight.
2.01.2007
the peter pan in me
i've been meaning to post on my blog for the longest time but certain things that we call "work" kinda gets in the way. at first i thought that doing 12 hour shifts every other day was good for me. apparently, it wasn't. it just screwed my tried and tested sleeping pattern that was working very well for me for almost 3 years. good thing i'm back to my usual schedule of either 2 days on-2 days off or 2 days on-3 days off routine. yay for me! now i can spend quality time with my bed like a normal person would. you know, like sleep when there is no sunlight creeping through my window blinds.
anyways, i can't believe i haven't blogged about my recent trip to florida. oh yes! i was one of those fortunate souls to have spent 5 days away from the freezing cold. we were actually driving through the streets of miami when the first snowfall of the year in the tri state area was happening. how is that for a treat huh?
of course the reason for our florida trip wasn't only to escape the cruel weather but also to catch up with our college friends who are now based there. my god! it's been 10 years since we graduated from college. a lot of things have changed , but still more have remained the same. sure were 10 years older, were talking about taxes, mortgages and stuff, sexual orientations have differed but i still see us as the same kids who slaved over nursing care plans and tried their best not to sleep in mrs. veloso's class. i don't feel like i've grown old at all. i've matured...yes, but like peter pan i refuse to grow old. i'm stubborn like that.
in less that 2 months i'll be celebrating my birthday. i'm excited. i can't wait to be 30........ NOT!
anyways, i can't believe i haven't blogged about my recent trip to florida. oh yes! i was one of those fortunate souls to have spent 5 days away from the freezing cold. we were actually driving through the streets of miami when the first snowfall of the year in the tri state area was happening. how is that for a treat huh?
of course the reason for our florida trip wasn't only to escape the cruel weather but also to catch up with our college friends who are now based there. my god! it's been 10 years since we graduated from college. a lot of things have changed , but still more have remained the same. sure were 10 years older, were talking about taxes, mortgages and stuff, sexual orientations have differed but i still see us as the same kids who slaved over nursing care plans and tried their best not to sleep in mrs. veloso's class. i don't feel like i've grown old at all. i've matured...yes, but like peter pan i refuse to grow old. i'm stubborn like that.
in less that 2 months i'll be celebrating my birthday. i'm excited. i can't wait to be 30........ NOT!
1.06.2007
looking back on 2006
| About You... | |
| Name: | nerie |
| Nickname: | yeng |
| How old were you in 2006?: | 29 |
| What was the most important thing you discovered in 2006?: | smug girlfriends are worse than smug marrieds |
| What will you always remember about 2006?: | the trips |
In 2006 did you... | |
| Keep your New Years resolution?: | never made any |
| Go on a holiday?: | oh yes i did! |
| Change jobs?: | nope |
| Buy anything from eBay?: | no, but i checked it out a few times. |
| Prank call someone?: | i don't do that stuff. |
| Get drunk?: | yes, but not drunk, drunk...if you know what i mean. |
| Get high?: | no |
| Fall in love?: | with nicolas (adriana's dog)...yes! |
| Break up with someone?: | nope |
| Get married?: | what? and give up my precious sleep hours? |
| Get divorced?: | no |
| Stop speaking to someone?: | hell yeah! |
| Kiss someone?: | yes |
| Kiss someone whose name you can�t remember?: | no |
| Make a new friend?: | yes |
| Do anything embarrassing?: | a few times and trying my best not to remember them. |
| Do something that you thought that you would never do?: | yeah, that 9 mile kayak that i thought was the death of me. |
| Do something you have always wanted to do?: | yes, and that is to travel more. |
| Do anything that you regret?: | never regreted anything i've done. |
| Do anything illegal?: | is jaywalking illegal? |
| Break a promise?: | there were times... |
| Lose something?: | i do tend to lose my mind sometimes. |
| Go crazy?: | you bet. |
Best of 2006... | |
| Movie: | borat... great success! |
| TV Show: | grey's anatomy |
| Song: | there were just too many |
| Album: | nothing in particular |
| Thing you bought: | the clothes |
| Memory: | memories of the cruise |
Worst of 2006... | |
| Movie: | the omen |
| TV Show: | reality talent shows |
| Song: | anything hip hop |
| Album: | can't say |
| Hangover: | for some reason, i don't get a hang-over |
| Memory: | nothing |
About 2007... | |
| What do you want in 2007?: | happiness and contentment |
| Is there anything you would do differently in 2007?: | i guess i'll just take it one day at a time. |
| Do you think it will be a good year?: | i'm hoping |
| What do you look forward to most about 2007?: | vacations... anything that would keep me away from work! |
| Do you have a New Years resolution?: | nope, i never get to keep them anyway. |
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12.15.2006
can questions make you think?
Could the world change in one moment?
Can fans suck air in rather than blow air out?
Are stars really light bulbs so far away in the universe that we see them as tiny lights twinkling in the distance?
Could all the lovers and friends that you have known come back in a flash and all be waiting for you downstairs for tea?
Can time stand still when we slowly take back the words we don’t want to say but still do and wish we hadn’t?
Will roads move into the sky as cars become airplanes?
Can a man write or sing without the fear of being put down by other people around him for their lack of initiative and not doing anything productive or surprising?
Can we avoid not correcting what we once wrote?
Could anger and pain and fear and everything else just be words and not felt?
Can fame touch me in the fifteenth minute of the fifteenth day of the fifteenth-month?
Can the year have 20 months?
Can you not laugh and think this is unwanted?
Is there one huge soundtrack for life?
Can phone calls ring inside your head?
Can lunch be had for dinner?
Can Mondays not be called Mondays?
Can people have a good and bad meter?
When the bad meter reaches a limit and then good takes over?
Can orphans all over the world be called a family?
Can music be played in outer space?
Can sound be heard with a smile?
Can I come back and continue rambling?
Can magic happen?
Can animal be used to describe a person who’s more civilized than a human?
Can we touch sound?
Can water be an intoxicant?
Can pants be reinvented to look more like jeans?
Can lies be detected by loud beep with a red light on the top of your head?
Can kids have their own planet?
Can there be fewer questions?
And more answers?
Can the highway run through the office?
Can raindrops be an aphrodisiac?
Can cancer be a cold that goes away?
Can miracles come in through the post?
Can a question end with an answer?
Is a kid an adult shrunk to fit?
Are dogs nicer people because they have a shorter lifespan?
Why do people fight?
If you were homeless and hungry would you look at the homeless and hungry differently?
Can flowers grow into the sky?
Have you ever heard the sky complain?
Is the sea a place where all your dreams are wet?
In heaven will angels play the blues or rock n’ roll?
Is forever a long time?
Can a reason be no reason at all?
Do animals know they’re naked?
Can you write a long story and throw it away before anyone else reads it?
What if everyone was running to work?
Will tomorrow make a difference?
Is madness a place were people have cable connections but no remote?
Are words parallel universes?
Will you ever read this to someone on a rainy may morning?
Will you buy me a beer once this is done?
Can people be paid for sleeping?
Why are floors cold?
Can you not try to answer that scientifically?
Are beaches portals to other planets?
Did anyone ever reply to that mail you sent?
Did you return that call?
Did Jesus ever do push-ups?
Is anger a joke gone out of control?
Will you publish my book?
Do sad people make funny faces by themselves?
Have you ever wished so hard for something you never got?
Is love the reason we’re here?
Do elephants wear jogging shoes?
Do you need reservations to go to heaven?
Will the parking be full there?
Are all people inherently nice?
Are people with beards bored of shaving?
Do birds take the bus home from work?
Is this boring you?
When the wind whispers in your ear do you listen quietly?
Where do lost things go?
Do they have a heaven?
Wouldn’t everyone on this planet have lost something or the other?
Can paperclips be the answer?
Does never ever come?
Is someone making the world spin?
Is he getting dizzy?
What takes you to the point of no more?
Can dancing give you hope?
Are you trying to be clever?
If it’s the human race then why aren’t you running?
Is the end of a paragraph the start of a new one?
Is stupidity profound if you look at it the right way?
Is temporary a place where nothing stays the same?
Has God commissioned a writer to script out your life?
Is crazy a word that can be used in a sane world?
Do you believe in magic?
Can you be frank without changing your name?
Is patience something that takes a long time to get?
Will a group of people who disagree on everything jointly agree on dis agreeing?
Doesn’t anyone use full stops anymore?
Do animals listen to music and talk to their friends about it?
Do roads really go anywhere?
Can you walk to the edge of the universe and not fall off?
Do plants ever go green with envy?
Will the questions ever stop?
But why should they?
Does anyone really care?
Is this the place where dreams come true?
Can you answer my questions?
Can we share the world that we have?
Are children the ones with the answers?
Why am I like this?
Do I need help?
Are theses words places where thoughts can hide?
Can I go on like this?
Is love dead?
Is love alive?
Is love the reason why we’re here?
Can I stay here?
Can I love again?
Am I in love now?
Are you reading this?
Or have you gone to sleep?
Are you dreaming?
Are angels watching over you?
Have you forgotten to do something today?
Will you do it tomorrow?
Or the day after?
Will you remember to do it?
Or should I remind you?
Did you brush your teeth in the morning?
Did I?
Why can’t we brush our teeth in the middle of the night?
Or not brush our teeth at all?
Can I keep writing to fill up this page?
Would you really care?
Have you paid money to read this?
Will this whole thing look better if it’s set in a bigger typeface?
Is this the day before tomorrow?
Why do people dream?
Do dogs dream?
Why do we eat food?
Why do we become greedy?
Why are people biased?
Is work the wrong way to live?
Will you ever save the world if you’re stuck in a meeting?
Is money everything?
Are our hands actually legs?
If dreams are sweet why can’t we taste them?
Can you hands be used for walking?
Wouldn’t it be great if all people were blind and deaf and dumb?
Would we help each other then?
Would we lead each other?
Has God dug that ditch we’ll fall into?
Are God and the Devil in cahoots?
Is a spelling mistake really a mistake?
What if the correct spelling's a mistake too?
Don’t you just love the sound of the acoustic?
Why are we so close to other humans?
Are you looking out the window?
What happened to my childhood?
Is it still there?
Can you please bring it back for me?
Is Tull any good?
Do you like the stuff they do?
Is there a copyright on love?
Why don’t people smile at other people?
Would they do it if they got paid for it?
Can people be paid to sleep at work?
Can you imagine an entire office sleeping at work?
Would I be hard work?
Why are all pigs painted pink I cartoons?
What is a movie?
Is it s subconscious attempt at reason in a world filled with none?
Is this the sentence to give faith to all other sentences in a world of unconnected sentences?
Would you start a sentence with and?
And why would you do that?
Isn’t it a crime?
Where is God?
Is he here?
Or here?
And why do you always start His name in capital?
Does He have a Wife?
Are we their kids?
Do you have family pictures?
Can I learn all the chords on the fret board?
Is a new day the start of something new?
What if I woke up early on a Sunday?
Are you drinking enough water?
Would this make one boring book?
Why do people keep secrets from each other?
Do I have to keep speaking to myself?
Are these questions answers in disguise?
Can I have one more chance?
Why do you want to let it go?
Do wishes come true?
Is there love on the other side of the river?
Is there a river on the other side?
Is there another side to the river?
Is there love there?
Is there someone inside you asking you a question?
Can you ignore that question for much longer?
What is it asking you?
Why is there so much air?
Why isn’t anyone breathing?
Why do I feel sleepy all the time?
Do you think I could go on like this?
Am I really any good at this?
What am I good at?
Are empty pages masterpieces that we have to unfill?
Is this already written in the stars?
Did they really land on the moon?
Why am I so lazy?
Is laughter the best medicine?
Have you had it today?
Does a poet really need the pain?
Can’t he have an aspirin instead?
Is purpose a word with ambition?
Is ambition a word with purpose?
Is life an interruption to living?
Is ha a funny word?
Or is ha ha funnier?
Can you?
Seriously?
What?
Do you think this is a waste of time?
Or is it worthwhile?
Why do we try to outsmart each other?
Is a habit?
Is a friend of mine reading this?
Is he or she recommending this to someone else?
Can someone tell me where I am?
Does anyone know where they are?
Do you think I should stop?
Who do you think you are anyway?
Should I write this down or type it out straight away?
Do they have animal police?
Is never a place we’ll never see?
Does a candle lit in one part of the world give light to another part of the world?
Are sleep clouds that walk?
Do dogs talk to each other about taking their masters for a walk?
Do birds play in a band in the evening?
Is magic a reversal of reality?
Can you run around in circles and not fall down?
Are my Parents Gods in disguise?
Is love a drug?
Are all creatures hooked onto to it?
Do cars complain to the roads about going on long drives?
Are cows really jazz musicians?
Would you like to take a walk while I keep writing?
Are they more questions out there?
Do you really think so?
Is wasting time really a waste of time?
Do barbers cut their own hair?
If they do, how do they cut the hair at the back?
Do you irritate people by creaking your chair over and over again?
What if a star fell down into your loo?
Would you flush it away, frame it or sell it to a museum?
If water is running where does it go?
Do you remember all those things you learned in school?
Do you remember the sunlight on your way to the football field?
Do you remember your friends?
Do you wish you where there again?
Do you colour inside or outside the lines?
Do you dance all by yourself?
Is music everywhere?
Are we not really listening?
Should I leave the rest of this page empty?
Can I tap into my subconscious more often?
Do you have the answers?
Can you send them to me?
Can you keep a secret?
Where will you keep it?
Do you think about your old love?
And the promises you made?
What ever happened to those promises?
Where is fame?
Is it around the corner?
How does it look?
Will I know it if it hits me in the face?
Do you need to be lucky to have luck?
Or will plain luck do?
Where are the angels they promised?
Is one sitting next to me?
Is God invisible?
Can I see God if I try hard?
Do fish dream of a dry day?
Do butterflies every cry?
Does the earth know that humans are going nuts?
Is evolution and extinction the way the cycle moves?
Can it be changed with a little thought and understanding?
How many hours do you sleep?
Do you dream of childhood days?
Aren’t they great dreams?
Why do people screw up other people’s trips?
Do they really have to that?
Why do you always think you’re smarter than the person next to you?
Has it become a habit?
Will I ever finish this book?
Are there any answers hidden in the middle of all these questions?
Aren’t jokes really funny things?
Have you heard the one about the horse and the priest?
Why do people fight?
Why do birds fly?
Does that answer you question?
Does heaven have a pub?
Is there a sea in heaven?
Do people live in clouds there?
What are you thinking of right now?
Why can’t pencils come with built in ideas?
Where do rubbers go when they die?
Are they erased?
Why do you always think so much?
Have you ever stopped to listen at the blind man singing on the road?
Do frogs listen to hip hop?
Do flowers change colour after they inhale the factory fumes?
Why is man the dumbest animal of them all?
What if you’re one of the characters in the video game played by some kid sitting in a video game parlour with a running nose?
Do bats play cricket?
Do crickets know how to bat?
Are sparrows trained fighter pilots in disguise?
Do you really think God has a plan for you?
What if it a re-run?
What if it’s one long joke?
Can I end this question with an answer?
Did you see that?
Does love stay in a lonely hotel room down the road?
What if love and hate are really good friends?
Why can’t words be pictures?
Or are they pictures that are painted in your mind?
Does your name have to be the same everyday?
What if you’re really a child wearing grown up clothes?
Do dreams come for a reason?
Or are they just entertainment?
Can God really help us out?
I think it’s been a while?
How about now?
Will night turn into day and vice-versa forever?
Why does that happen everyday?
What if the sun shone at night for a change?
Do dogs ever disco?
Why are you laughing?
What if we could pick the life we wanted to live from a library?
Have your ever tried sleeping on the wall?
Do you know how to pick a lock?
What if it rained right now?
Wouldn’t it be great?
Have you ever fixed a drink by holding your glass up to the sky when it’s raining?
If you knew the answer to life would you share it with me?
If you had enough to eat would you give you food to someone else?
Is five minutes on earth five hundred years on another planet?
Do you have five minutes to spare?
Is your memory always that good?
Why do we make so many mistakes?
Have we ever learned from any of them?
Must have been a good mistake huh?
Did summer ever spring a surprise on you?
Or was it autumn?
What if God called when you were in the loo?
Would he call you back?
What is this whole thing about?
Can fans suck air in rather than blow air out?
Are stars really light bulbs so far away in the universe that we see them as tiny lights twinkling in the distance?
Could all the lovers and friends that you have known come back in a flash and all be waiting for you downstairs for tea?
Can time stand still when we slowly take back the words we don’t want to say but still do and wish we hadn’t?
Will roads move into the sky as cars become airplanes?
Can a man write or sing without the fear of being put down by other people around him for their lack of initiative and not doing anything productive or surprising?
Can we avoid not correcting what we once wrote?
Could anger and pain and fear and everything else just be words and not felt?
Can fame touch me in the fifteenth minute of the fifteenth day of the fifteenth-month?
Can the year have 20 months?
Can you not laugh and think this is unwanted?
Is there one huge soundtrack for life?
Can phone calls ring inside your head?
Can lunch be had for dinner?
Can Mondays not be called Mondays?
Can people have a good and bad meter?
When the bad meter reaches a limit and then good takes over?
Can orphans all over the world be called a family?
Can music be played in outer space?
Can sound be heard with a smile?
Can I come back and continue rambling?
Can magic happen?
Can animal be used to describe a person who’s more civilized than a human?
Can we touch sound?
Can water be an intoxicant?
Can pants be reinvented to look more like jeans?
Can lies be detected by loud beep with a red light on the top of your head?
Can kids have their own planet?
Can there be fewer questions?
And more answers?
Can the highway run through the office?
Can raindrops be an aphrodisiac?
Can cancer be a cold that goes away?
Can miracles come in through the post?
Can a question end with an answer?
Is a kid an adult shrunk to fit?
Are dogs nicer people because they have a shorter lifespan?
Why do people fight?
If you were homeless and hungry would you look at the homeless and hungry differently?
Can flowers grow into the sky?
Have you ever heard the sky complain?
Is the sea a place where all your dreams are wet?
In heaven will angels play the blues or rock n’ roll?
Is forever a long time?
Can a reason be no reason at all?
Do animals know they’re naked?
Can you write a long story and throw it away before anyone else reads it?
What if everyone was running to work?
Will tomorrow make a difference?
Is madness a place were people have cable connections but no remote?
Are words parallel universes?
Will you ever read this to someone on a rainy may morning?
Will you buy me a beer once this is done?
Can people be paid for sleeping?
Why are floors cold?
Can you not try to answer that scientifically?
Are beaches portals to other planets?
Did anyone ever reply to that mail you sent?
Did you return that call?
Did Jesus ever do push-ups?
Is anger a joke gone out of control?
Will you publish my book?
Do sad people make funny faces by themselves?
Have you ever wished so hard for something you never got?
Is love the reason we’re here?
Do elephants wear jogging shoes?
Do you need reservations to go to heaven?
Will the parking be full there?
Are all people inherently nice?
Are people with beards bored of shaving?
Do birds take the bus home from work?
Is this boring you?
When the wind whispers in your ear do you listen quietly?
Where do lost things go?
Do they have a heaven?
Wouldn’t everyone on this planet have lost something or the other?
Can paperclips be the answer?
Does never ever come?
Is someone making the world spin?
Is he getting dizzy?
What takes you to the point of no more?
Can dancing give you hope?
Are you trying to be clever?
If it’s the human race then why aren’t you running?
Is the end of a paragraph the start of a new one?
Is stupidity profound if you look at it the right way?
Is temporary a place where nothing stays the same?
Has God commissioned a writer to script out your life?
Is crazy a word that can be used in a sane world?
Do you believe in magic?
Can you be frank without changing your name?
Is patience something that takes a long time to get?
Will a group of people who disagree on everything jointly agree on dis agreeing?
Doesn’t anyone use full stops anymore?
Do animals listen to music and talk to their friends about it?
Do roads really go anywhere?
Can you walk to the edge of the universe and not fall off?
Do plants ever go green with envy?
Will the questions ever stop?
But why should they?
Does anyone really care?
Is this the place where dreams come true?
Can you answer my questions?
Can we share the world that we have?
Are children the ones with the answers?
Why am I like this?
Do I need help?
Are theses words places where thoughts can hide?
Can I go on like this?
Is love dead?
Is love alive?
Is love the reason why we’re here?
Can I stay here?
Can I love again?
Am I in love now?
Are you reading this?
Or have you gone to sleep?
Are you dreaming?
Are angels watching over you?
Have you forgotten to do something today?
Will you do it tomorrow?
Or the day after?
Will you remember to do it?
Or should I remind you?
Did you brush your teeth in the morning?
Did I?
Why can’t we brush our teeth in the middle of the night?
Or not brush our teeth at all?
Can I keep writing to fill up this page?
Would you really care?
Have you paid money to read this?
Will this whole thing look better if it’s set in a bigger typeface?
Is this the day before tomorrow?
Why do people dream?
Do dogs dream?
Why do we eat food?
Why do we become greedy?
Why are people biased?
Is work the wrong way to live?
Will you ever save the world if you’re stuck in a meeting?
Is money everything?
Are our hands actually legs?
If dreams are sweet why can’t we taste them?
Can you hands be used for walking?
Wouldn’t it be great if all people were blind and deaf and dumb?
Would we help each other then?
Would we lead each other?
Has God dug that ditch we’ll fall into?
Are God and the Devil in cahoots?
Is a spelling mistake really a mistake?
What if the correct spelling's a mistake too?
Don’t you just love the sound of the acoustic?
Why are we so close to other humans?
Are you looking out the window?
What happened to my childhood?
Is it still there?
Can you please bring it back for me?
Is Tull any good?
Do you like the stuff they do?
Is there a copyright on love?
Why don’t people smile at other people?
Would they do it if they got paid for it?
Can people be paid to sleep at work?
Can you imagine an entire office sleeping at work?
Would I be hard work?
Why are all pigs painted pink I cartoons?
What is a movie?
Is it s subconscious attempt at reason in a world filled with none?
Is this the sentence to give faith to all other sentences in a world of unconnected sentences?
Would you start a sentence with and?
And why would you do that?
Isn’t it a crime?
Where is God?
Is he here?
Or here?
And why do you always start His name in capital?
Does He have a Wife?
Are we their kids?
Do you have family pictures?
Can I learn all the chords on the fret board?
Is a new day the start of something new?
What if I woke up early on a Sunday?
Are you drinking enough water?
Would this make one boring book?
Why do people keep secrets from each other?
Do I have to keep speaking to myself?
Are these questions answers in disguise?
Can I have one more chance?
Why do you want to let it go?
Do wishes come true?
Is there love on the other side of the river?
Is there a river on the other side?
Is there another side to the river?
Is there love there?
Is there someone inside you asking you a question?
Can you ignore that question for much longer?
What is it asking you?
Why is there so much air?
Why isn’t anyone breathing?
Why do I feel sleepy all the time?
Do you think I could go on like this?
Am I really any good at this?
What am I good at?
Are empty pages masterpieces that we have to unfill?
Is this already written in the stars?
Did they really land on the moon?
Why am I so lazy?
Is laughter the best medicine?
Have you had it today?
Does a poet really need the pain?
Can’t he have an aspirin instead?
Is purpose a word with ambition?
Is ambition a word with purpose?
Is life an interruption to living?
Is ha a funny word?
Or is ha ha funnier?
Can you?
Seriously?
What?
Do you think this is a waste of time?
Or is it worthwhile?
Why do we try to outsmart each other?
Is a habit?
Is a friend of mine reading this?
Is he or she recommending this to someone else?
Can someone tell me where I am?
Does anyone know where they are?
Do you think I should stop?
Who do you think you are anyway?
Should I write this down or type it out straight away?
Do they have animal police?
Is never a place we’ll never see?
Does a candle lit in one part of the world give light to another part of the world?
Are sleep clouds that walk?
Do dogs talk to each other about taking their masters for a walk?
Do birds play in a band in the evening?
Is magic a reversal of reality?
Can you run around in circles and not fall down?
Are my Parents Gods in disguise?
Is love a drug?
Are all creatures hooked onto to it?
Do cars complain to the roads about going on long drives?
Are cows really jazz musicians?
Would you like to take a walk while I keep writing?
Are they more questions out there?
Do you really think so?
Is wasting time really a waste of time?
Do barbers cut their own hair?
If they do, how do they cut the hair at the back?
Do you irritate people by creaking your chair over and over again?
What if a star fell down into your loo?
Would you flush it away, frame it or sell it to a museum?
If water is running where does it go?
Do you remember all those things you learned in school?
Do you remember the sunlight on your way to the football field?
Do you remember your friends?
Do you wish you where there again?
Do you colour inside or outside the lines?
Do you dance all by yourself?
Is music everywhere?
Are we not really listening?
Should I leave the rest of this page empty?
Can I tap into my subconscious more often?
Do you have the answers?
Can you send them to me?
Can you keep a secret?
Where will you keep it?
Do you think about your old love?
And the promises you made?
What ever happened to those promises?
Where is fame?
Is it around the corner?
How does it look?
Will I know it if it hits me in the face?
Do you need to be lucky to have luck?
Or will plain luck do?
Where are the angels they promised?
Is one sitting next to me?
Is God invisible?
Can I see God if I try hard?
Do fish dream of a dry day?
Do butterflies every cry?
Does the earth know that humans are going nuts?
Is evolution and extinction the way the cycle moves?
Can it be changed with a little thought and understanding?
How many hours do you sleep?
Do you dream of childhood days?
Aren’t they great dreams?
Why do people screw up other people’s trips?
Do they really have to that?
Why do you always think you’re smarter than the person next to you?
Has it become a habit?
Will I ever finish this book?
Are there any answers hidden in the middle of all these questions?
Aren’t jokes really funny things?
Have you heard the one about the horse and the priest?
Why do people fight?
Why do birds fly?
Does that answer you question?
Does heaven have a pub?
Is there a sea in heaven?
Do people live in clouds there?
What are you thinking of right now?
Why can’t pencils come with built in ideas?
Where do rubbers go when they die?
Are they erased?
Why do you always think so much?
Have you ever stopped to listen at the blind man singing on the road?
Do frogs listen to hip hop?
Do flowers change colour after they inhale the factory fumes?
Why is man the dumbest animal of them all?
What if you’re one of the characters in the video game played by some kid sitting in a video game parlour with a running nose?
Do bats play cricket?
Do crickets know how to bat?
Are sparrows trained fighter pilots in disguise?
Do you really think God has a plan for you?
What if it a re-run?
What if it’s one long joke?
Can I end this question with an answer?
Did you see that?
Does love stay in a lonely hotel room down the road?
What if love and hate are really good friends?
Why can’t words be pictures?
Or are they pictures that are painted in your mind?
Does your name have to be the same everyday?
What if you’re really a child wearing grown up clothes?
Do dreams come for a reason?
Or are they just entertainment?
Can God really help us out?
I think it’s been a while?
How about now?
Will night turn into day and vice-versa forever?
Why does that happen everyday?
What if the sun shone at night for a change?
Do dogs ever disco?
Why are you laughing?
What if we could pick the life we wanted to live from a library?
Have your ever tried sleeping on the wall?
Do you know how to pick a lock?
What if it rained right now?
Wouldn’t it be great?
Have you ever fixed a drink by holding your glass up to the sky when it’s raining?
If you knew the answer to life would you share it with me?
If you had enough to eat would you give you food to someone else?
Is five minutes on earth five hundred years on another planet?
Do you have five minutes to spare?
Is your memory always that good?
Why do we make so many mistakes?
Have we ever learned from any of them?
Must have been a good mistake huh?
Did summer ever spring a surprise on you?
Or was it autumn?
What if God called when you were in the loo?
Would he call you back?
What is this whole thing about?
12.07.2006
bookstore love
i was driving to the mall the other day and berating myself for signing up again for 4 nights of 12 hours work in a row when i remembered that it is going to be on christmas week. meaning, i will be at the hospital christmas eve and christmas night and will be spending christmas day sleeping in my pajamas because there's really no point of celebrating it because christmas for me is being with family and my family is nowhere near me right now. sad, i know.
anyways, i was at borders this afternoon and that kinda cheered me up. i looove bookstores! in fact i love them so much that i'm thinking of working in one or (if retirement money permits) have my own bookstore when i retire. ha ha, i wish!
i don't know, bookstores have this atmosphere that keeps me at ease. they're diffrent from libraries. libraries are constricting, bookstores aren't. i noticed that everytime something is bothering me or if i am getting restless with life in particular, browsing through the racks and shelves of books calms me and relieves my stress. this was even when i was still in pinas. when i have a misunderstanding with a co-worker or with my mom or whatever was bothering me before, it's always national bookstore to the rescue.
when i was in pinas, a mall trip for me is incomplete without a stop at national bookstore or even a second hand bookstore such as booksale or was it bookshop? when i meet up with my friends or with my sister after work, the meeting place would always be at a national bookstore. i don't know why? we probably thought it was less painful waiting up for someone who is an hour late if you're distracted by the books... he he.
i've always thought that i would stop buying books when my bookshelves wouldn't have room left in them. wrong! my books are now piling up on my bedroom floor and i still went home today with a copy of neil gaiman's anansi boys from borders. go figure. when i came here three years ago, i practiced as much restraint not to bring all my books along with me. of course my sister was the happiest because i had to leave most of them to her. she made up for it though because when i came home a year after, i brought most of her books with filipino authors back with me to the states.
i don't know if i'll ever get tired of reading. i guess i won't. but lately my schedule has been so terrible that reading a chapter or two in one sitting is out of the question. damn i miss my books!
anyways, i was at borders this afternoon and that kinda cheered me up. i looove bookstores! in fact i love them so much that i'm thinking of working in one or (if retirement money permits) have my own bookstore when i retire. ha ha, i wish!
i don't know, bookstores have this atmosphere that keeps me at ease. they're diffrent from libraries. libraries are constricting, bookstores aren't. i noticed that everytime something is bothering me or if i am getting restless with life in particular, browsing through the racks and shelves of books calms me and relieves my stress. this was even when i was still in pinas. when i have a misunderstanding with a co-worker or with my mom or whatever was bothering me before, it's always national bookstore to the rescue.
when i was in pinas, a mall trip for me is incomplete without a stop at national bookstore or even a second hand bookstore such as booksale or was it bookshop? when i meet up with my friends or with my sister after work, the meeting place would always be at a national bookstore. i don't know why? we probably thought it was less painful waiting up for someone who is an hour late if you're distracted by the books... he he.
i've always thought that i would stop buying books when my bookshelves wouldn't have room left in them. wrong! my books are now piling up on my bedroom floor and i still went home today with a copy of neil gaiman's anansi boys from borders. go figure. when i came here three years ago, i practiced as much restraint not to bring all my books along with me. of course my sister was the happiest because i had to leave most of them to her. she made up for it though because when i came home a year after, i brought most of her books with filipino authors back with me to the states.
i don't know if i'll ever get tired of reading. i guess i won't. but lately my schedule has been so terrible that reading a chapter or two in one sitting is out of the question. damn i miss my books!
11.20.2006
sailing...takes me away... to where i've always heard it could be
after so much procrastination and getting distracted by a lot of things, here is my post about THE CRUISE. the cruise which is a first for me but isn't going to be the last. the cruise which i could only summarize in three words: FUN, FOOD and FRIENDS.
i have to thank a lot of people who made my first cruise a memorable one for me (naks! parang nanalo ng award!).
Joyce, who made it possible for us to book a cruise with the help of the Liberty travel person, you're the best! thanks for putting up with me and hannie.
Hannie who was a delight to be on a cruise with despite her having symptoms of ADHD whenever we are thinking on what to do next (he he he!). swak talaga ugali natin dalawa.
all the folks we dined with on table number 178 of the imagination dining room, you guys were very nice!
the filipino band who plays every night in romeo and juliet who gamely lent us their instruments just so we could have a feel of how it is to be rockstars, mga kuya... all of you rock!
to the kuya who served us drinks and gave us discounts and freebies every time, ha ha... hindi mo kami nalasing!
to the guys who made our beds and cleaned our room everyday and gave us a reason to smile by creating animals and stuff out of towels, we thank you. george gives you an extra hug too because you gave him company on the times when the three of us were out on the deck or exploring the ship.
to the old lady from new jersey who gave us encouragement on our very first attempt on snorkeling...waah! i still wanna be able to snorkel when i get to your age.
to the regulars of the karaoke bar... grandpas johnny, jr and i forgot the other guy's name, thank you for giving us entertainment on the nights that we were there. you rock too... in your own geriatric way he he he.
to the kayak guide for being very patient with joyce and hannie on their first kayak stint, you taught them well. now their looking forward to another kayak adventure..he he.
to the people who were kind enough to agree to become our photographer on some of our shots, thank you. without you there wouldn't be a trio in our pictures.
to all the pinoy staff of the ship, ang galing nyo! excellent service, keep it up!
and to all the characters and faces we met during the cruise... si friend who is fond of dancing with choreography, the african-americans who dominated the dancing floor and the karaoke bar most of the time and the numerous drunken people who amused us every night... one big thank you for making the experience memorable.
now if you don't wanna read my ramblings and my thank you's to people and just wanna get to the good stuff, you can go HERE and i'll let the pictures tell you all about it.
i have to thank a lot of people who made my first cruise a memorable one for me (naks! parang nanalo ng award!).
Joyce, who made it possible for us to book a cruise with the help of the Liberty travel person, you're the best! thanks for putting up with me and hannie.
Hannie who was a delight to be on a cruise with despite her having symptoms of ADHD whenever we are thinking on what to do next (he he he!). swak talaga ugali natin dalawa.
all the folks we dined with on table number 178 of the imagination dining room, you guys were very nice!
the filipino band who plays every night in romeo and juliet who gamely lent us their instruments just so we could have a feel of how it is to be rockstars, mga kuya... all of you rock!
to the kuya who served us drinks and gave us discounts and freebies every time, ha ha... hindi mo kami nalasing!
to the guys who made our beds and cleaned our room everyday and gave us a reason to smile by creating animals and stuff out of towels, we thank you. george gives you an extra hug too because you gave him company on the times when the three of us were out on the deck or exploring the ship.
to the old lady from new jersey who gave us encouragement on our very first attempt on snorkeling...waah! i still wanna be able to snorkel when i get to your age.
to the regulars of the karaoke bar... grandpas johnny, jr and i forgot the other guy's name, thank you for giving us entertainment on the nights that we were there. you rock too... in your own geriatric way he he he.
to the kayak guide for being very patient with joyce and hannie on their first kayak stint, you taught them well. now their looking forward to another kayak adventure..he he.
to the people who were kind enough to agree to become our photographer on some of our shots, thank you. without you there wouldn't be a trio in our pictures.
to all the pinoy staff of the ship, ang galing nyo! excellent service, keep it up!
and to all the characters and faces we met during the cruise... si friend who is fond of dancing with choreography, the african-americans who dominated the dancing floor and the karaoke bar most of the time and the numerous drunken people who amused us every night... one big thank you for making the experience memorable.
now if you don't wanna read my ramblings and my thank you's to people and just wanna get to the good stuff, you can go HERE and i'll let the pictures tell you all about it.
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