Sunday Morning
Made my own breakfast - scrambled eggs with grated cheese. Ippo's favorite. But I enjoyed it more because of Layla's sinangag and mommy's adobo.
Saw some old episodes of Gilmore Girls. Reminds me of my college days. I don't have the patience to wait for the weekly episodes anymore. Thank goodness for DVD.
I went to mass. Wow.
I thought we were so late but the cathedral was also late. Talk about blessing. I'm still amazed at myself for looking forward to hearing the sermon. Really, I don't mean to be a bad person but I usually don't pay attention in church. I would really love to keep this up.
Sunday Afternoon
Despite being sleep deprived, I saw my girlfriends Det and Georgie. Det even dropped by my humble apartment so we could cab together!
Sunday Evening
We had dinner at the Stock Market in Bonifacio High Street. Det, you are funny.
Georgie and I brought Christmas gifts. Det complained because we never talked about bringing gifts so she insisted on buying us coffee. So thank you Det for the last sticker on my second planner. Too bad they are out of stock.
Oh, and sticker swapping is not a crime.
Spotted. John Estrada with his kids. Never mind the kids. He is still a hottie.
On our way home, Det and I planned on taking Bikram yoga. Hmmm. Lets see if something good comes out of this.
At home, I opened my Christmas presents. Lyn, yours is my favorite.
Lyn gave me a framed photo of her, me and Diane. A picture taken on my birthday. I love it. Thank you.
Made it to work in one piece. I am always thankful when I commute and get to my destination without getting held up.
Monday Morning
Caught up with AJ. Thank you for listening AJ. Always nice hanging out with you, even without the cake. I think I'll hold off on that Atom.
And now I'm off to NBS to use the P300 GC I received from the XPS Kris Kringle.
Monday, December 29, 2008
Monday, December 22, 2008
Servant
I’m not a regular church-goer. That should explain why I don’t know any church songs other than “Our Father” and “Kordero ng Diyos.” My Sundays are spent at work. If I am free on a Sunday, I would be asleep, or switching between Showbiz Central and The Buzz, or out for groceries or coffee.
I am Catholic. My grandparents are devout Catholics. My parents, though big sinners, are Catholic nonetheless. I went to schools named after saints and the Holy Mary, but I’m the worst Catholic school girl, I can’t even lip sync to church hymns.
Yesterday, I missed out on the regular Sunday mass, but after some last minute Christmas shopping, I was able to attend the 6th of the Simbang Gabi. And to be perfectly honest, I would not have gone if nobody had asked me to hear mass.
During mass, the priest spoke of positivity, gratitude and generosity. I was amazed when he started speaking of those virtues. Amazed, because even though I am not the most virtuous human being, I am very much aware of my generally optimistic attitude.
I don’t know why, how and when it started. But ever since I can remember, I’ve always been the type to say that there are other people who suffer more than I do, and for that alone I should be very grateful. Yes, I have my share of problems, but they could not be worse than the struggle of so many others. And always, I know that there is something to be learned from every kind of pain I have to endure.
Last night I realized that I want to work on the third virtue - generosity. I’ve always used lack of time as an excuse to set societal vocation aside. No more excuses though. I am thirty and its so pitiful to even have excuses at this age.
I have no idea where to begin, but when I am old, I want to look back and say I was successful in serving my creator, even if I am not an excellent Catholic.
I am Catholic. My grandparents are devout Catholics. My parents, though big sinners, are Catholic nonetheless. I went to schools named after saints and the Holy Mary, but I’m the worst Catholic school girl, I can’t even lip sync to church hymns.
Yesterday, I missed out on the regular Sunday mass, but after some last minute Christmas shopping, I was able to attend the 6th of the Simbang Gabi. And to be perfectly honest, I would not have gone if nobody had asked me to hear mass.
During mass, the priest spoke of positivity, gratitude and generosity. I was amazed when he started speaking of those virtues. Amazed, because even though I am not the most virtuous human being, I am very much aware of my generally optimistic attitude.
I don’t know why, how and when it started. But ever since I can remember, I’ve always been the type to say that there are other people who suffer more than I do, and for that alone I should be very grateful. Yes, I have my share of problems, but they could not be worse than the struggle of so many others. And always, I know that there is something to be learned from every kind of pain I have to endure.
Last night I realized that I want to work on the third virtue - generosity. I’ve always used lack of time as an excuse to set societal vocation aside. No more excuses though. I am thirty and its so pitiful to even have excuses at this age.
I have no idea where to begin, but when I am old, I want to look back and say I was successful in serving my creator, even if I am not an excellent Catholic.
Random
The past couple of weeks have been crazy. But because I am me, I am still standing. I survived like nothing hit me. The best thing about it is that I can still put a smile on my face. And no one can take that away from me.
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