Sister Act

Last weekend, I spent a whole afternoon with nuns. Yeah, you got that right... NUNS! :-) And according to Kuya Arnold, they're not plain nuns but they're of the Carmelite Order and are those that we normally call monghas. They live in a monastery and are normally not allowed to venture outside of the monastery grounds.

However, last Saturday, they were allowed to go out since they were doing a recording of hymns and errr... spiritual songs. Duh. I obviously don't know what I'm talking about here. Hehe.

Anyways, spending time with them was fun and interesting and at the same time "stressful". I had to be very vigilant with the words coming out of my mouth. I couldn't just say shit or fuck. That's pretty hard for someone like me, lemme tell ya. Haha. I could just imagine the look on their faces if they heard me say those cuss words in front of them.

Two of the nuns actually thought I was Kuya Arnold's daughter. Hahahaha! Ayuz. =)


Songwriting 101

I have a dream.

I've always wanted to write a song. Not the sappy ballad types, but something deep (and probably dark considering my state of mind) and edgy. I actually tried doing so a couple of times... but... bleh. My lyrics suck. They turn out to be erm... sappy. Double bleh.

Anyhoo---for two consecutive nights now, I have been at it again. And after hours and hours of wracking my brain for something sensible but at the same time creative, I end up with two lines. Yeah... just two lines of mediocre ramblings. Ack. Hate it.

I envy those who can actually write songs in one sitting. I wish I had that talent.

But I won't give up. This is something I've always wanted to do. I don't actually intend to get my song released (if and when I finish it). Neither am I dreaming of a big hit (although that wouldn't hurt if ever! hehe). Just to be able to write one is good enough for me.

After that, I'm moving on to my next dream.

I'm going to write a book.

Woo hoo!

I hope I get to do both in this lifetime. =)


Snoop Doggy Dog Pt. 2

Once again I decided to be Sherlock Holmes for a day.

I thought it over for like a hundred times before putting the plan into action. I wasn't sure if I was ready to get another shock of my life. However, I figured that nothing can be more shocking than what I discovered the first time. So I went ahead and snooped.

There were no new discoveries, really. Basically what I gathered on this new exploration are mere confirmations of what I found out the first time. Though I can't actually say that they're 100% confirmed. More like 80-20. I'm still leaving 20% for B of the D (err... benefit of the doubt).

I guess I will only get my confirmation if I:

(1) Confront the person involved (although that person can vehemently deny everything... so, so much for that)
(2) Catch the person in action (although I don't think that will ever happen. I'm sure this person is very very careful... so, so much for that too)
(3) Get the person to 'fess up (I think it will take a miracle for this to happen).

So I guess I won't really have my confirmation then. Crap.

Then again, I wonder if I really need to confirm things. Will it change anything? Will things get better? Or should I just leave it alone?

After all, I'm not the one hiding skeletons. So why should it bother me?


Oh, happy day!

I rarely feel happy these days.

But the other day, I somehow felt a moment of bliss. It may be just a flitting moment but I'll take that. Beggars can't exactly be choosers.

I hope real life can be like photos that you can actually capture only the best moments and freeze it forever.

This is one moment I'd like to be in for the rest of my life:



And this:



And this:



These too:









Tough luck.

Because life doesn't work that way.