I had planned to go to CCP yesterday to get my router back from Tad as well get my Microsoft Office CD from Betty, but I ended up just meeting Betty for lunch because Tad and the rest of the Actors Company had to go to Assumption.

Lunch talk with Betty, from the annoying weird texts I got, to Chekov reading (aba, pa-deep, haha), to other Betty-tales, which led us to slipping inside the relatively quiet prayer room. Aba, confessional ba ito? Ahehehe. Well, at least hanging out together that early afternoon, even for a brief time, brightened both our spirits a little.

I had told Claire that I was planning to visit Atlantis that very same day, so it was off to Makati next. She had mentioned that Nicco was also going there, so I told him to drop off my Our Town DVD (which he has for the past year and a half already) so I can just pick it up at the office. Apparently, he was going there to pick up his custom-made Spring Awakening jacket, but because the delivery guy was super late, he was still in San Juan and I had to wait for him to arrive. Hehe, ended up checking out photos in Ate Sally's laptop from their Hong Kong trip. Kuya Boni and I even laughed out loud when we noticed a magazine that was sent to Atlantis that day. My name was still the addressee, hahahaha!

The jacket delivery guy finally arrived after at least 2 hours, so Claire had to sort everything out because the sizes sort of got mixed up. When she finally sorted part of the groups of jackets, Nicco and Kelly finally arrived. Hahaha, syempre it took a while for Nicco to find the jacket that fit him, because the size order got a little confused.

One observation, it's so funny to see Nicco actually speaking straight English to everyone, and being so OC with the jacket that will fit him. So unlike that Nicco I knew from years before, back when I was the one who was talking to him in straight English and being so OC with everything in sight. Pseudo-siblings have switched certain traits, hahaha. And to think that he used to tease me because of my "burgis/conyo" accent. Hey, I only adapt certain accents depending on the people I'm talking to, which also applied to him. I bit my tongue and decided to not to tease him in front of everyone... and told him so when we found each other online last night, hahahaha!

I was planning to wait for Tad to get out of Assumption, but then he and Riki happened to have a recording with their voice teacher in Cubao that very evening, so I found myself walking to SM Makati because Teena had mentioned in her Facebook about Gonuts Ice Cream, which was reminiscent of good old Coney Island Ice Cream, so I immediately ignored the strawberry (my favorite flavor of any ice cream) and went ahead and bought a scoop of bubble gum, which was my all-time favorite Coney Island flavor. And it has bubble gum bits, yay! Hahaha, I just had to ask to put it in a cup so I can save the bubble gum bits for last.

Man, that bubble gum ice cream made me feel like a kid again. But now that that craving's gone, I'm now craving for one of Peaberry's cheeseburgers again. I wonder who'll be my next victim that I can drag along with me to the cafe, hehehe.

Posted by tymeless at 12:59 PM | speak up!

Courtesy of Peachy's spamming, hahaha.

So please make us happy and buy tickets. =) See you in February!

Posted by tymeless at 11:53 AM | speak up!

Why cant I do anything
Anything for you
I say that I love you so
Still Im not see-through

Oh, my Lord why must I be
Loving me so selfishly?
Jesus died and made me whole
Yet I dont live for thee

Why cant I just listen close
Closely to your words
In one ear and out it goes
and I speak absurd

God, you pick me up again
Fallen, beaten, bruised in sin
Then I turn my back again
Doing what I choose

Lord, your glory fills the earth
More than thoughts can say
Still I spit right in your face
Still I act okay

Lover of us sinners, you
Ate and broke your bread
We deserved to live your pain
But you still died instead

.... I'm so sorry. So sorry. Why oh why do I keep hurting you?

Posted by deeflores at 12:17 PM in Personal | speak up!

I remember those times when I've always had my fists up ready to shut up the people who are ready to take me down. It seems so far, but I'm not that much wiser or older from where I was. I am at a point in my life where God is becoming more real in every single thing that I do. And slowly, that is transforming my fists into open palm stretched out to surrender.

I'm still making this work in my life. Everyday, God teaches me something that breaks me. He uses painful experiences, struggles within the ministries, and other people to point out what I'm doing wrong. It drains me and makes me cry so hard. Still sometimes I put my fist up until I realize I am stopping God working in me. I am preventing God to shape me to a person that I'm supposed to be.

God maybe using someone to correct me not to hurt me purposely, but to beautifully change me. I used to think that other people don't have the right to call me such and such... but they, the godly Christian people, did and they still do. Because that's when God talks to me. And God has every right to anything.

Posted by deeflores at 12:10 AM in Personal | speak up!

Text message yesterday from some stranger: Eow poh kamuzta na poe u? Kaen nah poe u ng deener ahh. c",)

So I politely asked: Sorry, who's this please?

The reply: Wow galeng poh u mhag izpell ng wordz ahh. Parah poe niu pinapah mookah zakin nah ang julogz coe. Haha!

Annoyed, and somewhat thinking this was someone's idea of a weird joke, I asked: No, really, who's this please?

The reply was: Nasl poe?

I stopped replying. Ano ba yan.

First thing I thought, what the heck is this person doing? Is this some way to find a textmate? Ang cheap mo ha. And please, what is it with that weird text language? I mean, I'd understand if you shorten words so you can save the space and put everything in one text message. But those weirdly-spelled words with the unnecessary extra letters? It's as annoying as those Q's and X's that people use to substitute other letters that still seem fine on their own.

At aba, before it was just "ASL." Ngayon "NASL" na? Takot na ba ang mga may gusto ng textmate sa anonymity? Baka takot sa mga "hologram" (as Tad and Chrome would call them).

It's so sad how some people's spelling just worsens with the use of text language. Sure, you can shorten words when you send text messages, but there are still some people who still use text language for emails, chat, and other stuff where there really isn't any valid reason to shorten certain words. People won't take you seriously if you keep doing that.

Oh well, just my two cents. And if ever that anonymous texter really was a practical joker sent out just to annoy me, may araw ka rin.

Posted by tymeless at 09:10 PM | 4 left me a note!

I am finally and slowly moving away from Tabulas by uploading and posting my art work somewhere else.

I'm still getting used to the change, but I can actually have more than one blog under one username w/c I find very cool. =)

Another change is actually getting my art out there... somewhere over the wires and waves? Well it's on the internet and it cannot be anymore public than that. I was pretty insecure with my skills as an artist ... w/c is why presentations are the worst. I feel like I want to hide and disappear when I show my artwork. BUT YOU KNOW WHAT?! I got this gift from God for a reason... and if I keep it to myself then it wouldn't be much of a ministry. So I gotta get used to this. I have to be less sensitive about it.

So my art is finally organized. The rest of the room needs some work though. Haha!

Posted by deeflores at 12:46 PM in Personal | 2 left me a note!

My last Facebook status had read: "... is amused at the fact that no matter how long you've known the people you love, you still learn something new about them. It makes your friendships and relationships more interesting and exciting day by day."

So true. Even though you think you know a person inside and out, no matter how close you already are, you still discover something new about them, like a new quirk, a new hobby or talent, or just something that they've been keeping for quite a long time. Or it just tells us that we still grow and learn something about ourselves and others every day. That's what also makes me love my friends and loved ones even more.


Randomness. I inherited a laptop from my brother 3 years ago, then it crashed and when I was about to have it fixed, we couldn't find the adapter because my mom had misplaced it along with a whole bunch of wires and cables. Never got around to buying a new adapter because I had resorted to using the PC again. Even though every file and raw photo in the laptop was very precious, I learned how to detach myself and have a clean slate again. The laptop stayed in my room, untouched, like a huge paperweight or bookend.

But surprise, while my mom was looking for a spare antenna this morning for one of our old radios, she finally found the bag that had the laptop's adapter inside, along with an extra mouse, a USB cable and two 3 1/2 floppy disks, hahaha. After 3 long years, my laptop was alive again. Of course, I had to check and reformat the darn thing and re-install some stuff this entire evening, but yay, at least I have a working laptop again. And to think that before I had to look for the adapter 3 years ago, I was about to pay someone to do all that stuff for me, when I could actually do it myself.

Posted by tymeless at 12:22 AM | speak up!

That is a poetic way of saying, I have an extremely messy room...

My artwork is all over the floor.

I need to document and archive my art properly...

Actually I need to take care of it properly. LOL

I need a portfolio.

LOL. Yeah, Totally not blog-worthy.

Posted by deeflores at 05:08 AM in Personal | 4 left me a note!