Exceeding Expectations

And I guess God knows how to tell you what He needs to tell you WHEN its time.

Earlier this morning I was writing about being on my fuel reserves and having so much hope and expectation that my upcoming vacation was going to be super.

About 20 minutes later, in church, the pastor mentions that,

"The gift of Christmas, Immanuel, exceeds all expectations" (for any present you may want to receive)

Thank you Lord for the reminder. Please help me live and breathe the real meaning of Christmas this year.

thought

there's a lot of hope in my heart for this Christmas. nothing specific, but in general i am hoping and praying for good things. peace, especially. i'm at the point where i am running on my fuel reserves and i know i am about to crash soon, so praying for an awesome and meaningful recharge this Christmas season.

the strong and the weak

Strong people have their weaknesses that leads them to moments of darkness.Weak people on the other hand shine in their moment of strength. I wish I was weak right now.

agh. feel like such a pig.  been doing but basically lazing around at work and eating and chewing and eating.  Down to the lounge at the airport on the way home.  And here i was worrying about fitting in a gown tomorrow for my friend's wedding.  Good luck to me. I have no idea... must be compensatory eating.. but why? Hmmm...

bah

just got to work on a monday morning and i feel like crap!!!

....a tribute...to a baby girl i never met

with sweet memories come horror stories. officemate told me about a 13-month old baby girl who died when she swallowed an insect accidentally. The insect punctured her lungs from the inside :(  Broke my heart, breaks it still to think about it.

Hope you're in Heaven with our Lord, Baby Charlotte

Chocolate Cake

I was reminded today of the last time I tasted an Alex III chocolate cake.  It was one August 12 during college, 2004, if I'm not mistaken.  It was during a 6-9 PM class and he delivered it.  Yum.

Reminder 1: Good memories did exist.  There is nothing in life that I should regret.

Our team secretary ordered a BTS (Better than Sex) chocolate cake from Ms. B's Cakery (Central, Hong Kong) today to celebrate the August "stars".  I would have to say, it was one of the best chocolate cakes I've ever had.

Reminder 2:  Good things are still to come.  There is no need to worry.

interesting thought

Had a very interesting weekend (and Monday) catching up with a cousin I haven't seen for ages and his girlfriend.  Just made me realize that no matter how far apart family is raised, and how different you think you are from each other - as long as your family, something binds you together, and you're more similar than you think.

rusty chinese

你陪不上我
还是我被不上你
两样都伤心

one of my favorite lines that i pulled on mom one day was like...

"akala ko rin dati ganon.  pero duamating yung oras at panahon na lumipas din yung akala.  tinanggap ko nalang na mali pala ako."

tagalog. at na-appreciate ni inay. San ka pa?

sometimes

...all you need to get by is a hug.

little things

It's the little things that matter, they say.  The whipped cream on top, the cherry on the sundae, and maybe, even, the lemon on the tequila shot.  :)

reflections on bungee jumping, adventures, people, hong kong, and life in general

when i was about 12 - 13 years old and a survey comes out if I would like to try bungee jumping some day, without a doubt, I will say yes.

when i was 16 - 18 years old, I will have a 3 second thought to it, but I will still say yes.  I tended to go towards the extreme side of personality tests when it comes to these kinds of questions.  - i was willing to try a lot of things.

when i was 19 - 21 years old, it took me more than 5 minutes, and the answer now would be, maybe...

by the time i turned 23, it was just a thought, and the silent answer of my head would be no, i will never bungee jump.  never tried it, but i just seemed to have lost the 'interest' and the 'gut' to even try. 

a lot of people thought that my move to Hong Kong was such a bold move.  Moving out, living alone, working in a different country even.  But with that move, I think what i brought along was practicality and the sense of being grounded, and I forgot to pack along even a little dash of adventure.  Until now, when I go out, I somehow make sure I am home by midnight or a little later - haven't gotten wasted (which is a good thing), tried anything out ordinary. 

I lived a quiet, ordinary, 'boring' life.  I don't really regret it, but I am learning that the nature of living that i have chosen of work-home-work-sleep-work vicious cycle might just not be the ideal living to be done at this age of 25. 

Today, I have had 4 people telling me to start "going out" - whatever "going out" means.  I know somehow what they meant, why, even cab drivers here in Hong Kong have been slipping in a word or two about a girl like me should be dating (why in the world do they like conversing with passengers so much?) - ugh. and SIGH. altogether.

I do miss being in the middle of a good crowd.  But even after 2.5 years here, i've left my crowd - who in turn - has not left me, but has learned to live without me - and to live their own lives.. I don't know what to do at this point.

I do want these things.  I do want to be a little bit more 'active' and adventurous, and try a lot of things, but really, it is going to take more than a want to be able to get myself to change the routine I brought along with me and to get more players into the scene.

Oh heaven help me - i want to be able to believe I'd say yes to bungee jumping again. i'm too young to be old.

"sad"

i find it interesting that if you search google for "sad" photos, you get tons of frowning/depressed clowns. creepy!

Coming and Going

People come and go. But how come I feel I'm always around?