tweets retweeted..

read this tweet by Jon Foreman today and the first thing that came to mind is my husband. We argue a lot this past couple of days cause Im on that time of the month. I know real well that I'm stretching my husband's patience to the brink and I'm just so thankful that I'm blessed with such loving, amazing person in this lifetime....



and at this moment we scream on top of our lungs, both of us...

"You won't destroy us... This evening and tonight, we'll take care of each other." -Jens Stoltenberg

of corneal abrasions and SL.

I was sent home from work last night cause my left eye was soooo red. The sight was so blurry and it hurts when it hits a certain light. My boss suspected it is Sore Eyes and so he got me logged out in a flash cause I might infect my colleagues. I went straight to Makati Med around 10pm and got it checked. It was corneal abrasion, something scratched my eye. My husband insists my long wearing of contacts as the culprit and I think so too. So buh-bye good ol' contacts for now.

Corneal scratches hurt a lot. But whats worse? No eye cosmetics until it heals. I'll miss my gel liners. :(

The Doctor has given 3 days estimated healing time. Good thing I was on plotted leave today and rest days tomorrow and Thursday. Almighty Father, I put my sickness on your caring hands.  :)

::travel song of the week::

I will always see Alanis Morisette in a different light amongst all the female musicians in this lifetime. Her music was the first angst-driven ones that I listened to in my early pubescence. I think her cool and I always will.

and through this masterpiece I appreciate her more not just as an artist but a sole entity as a whole. Imagine the guts it took to release unsent letters to your ex-lovers and making it a hit.  Spilling her guts for all the world to see... and I'm a fan.... a fan touched in a sweet way. :)

"Unsent"

dear matthew I like you a lot I realize you're in a relationship
with someone right now and I respect
that I would like you to know that if you're ever single
in the future and you want to come visit me in california
I would be open to spending time with you and finding
out how old you were when you wrote your first song

dear jonathan I liked you too much I used to be attracted to boys
who would lie to me and think solely about themselves and you
were plenty self-destructive for my taste at the time I used to say
the more tragic the better the truth is whenever I think of the early 90's
your face comes up with a vengeance like it was yesterday

dear terrance I love you muchly you've been nothing
but open hearted and emotionally available and supportive
and nurturing and consummately there for me I kept drawing you in
and pushing you away I remember how beautiful it was to fall asleep
on your couch and cry in front of you for the first time you
were the best platform from which to jump beyond myself what
was wrong with me

dear marcus you rocked my world you had a charismatic way
about you with the women and you got me
seriously thinking about spirituality and you wouldn't let me get away
with kicking my own ass but I could never really feel relaxed and looked out
for around you though and that stopped us from going any further
than we did and it's kinda too bad becasue we could've had much more fun

dear lou we learned so much I realize we won't be able to talk for some time
and I understand that as I do you
the long distance thing was the hardest and we did as well as we could
we were together during a very tumultuous time
in our lives I will always have your back and be curious about you
about your career about your whereabouts

of guys and lust..

    Talk about crazy, yeah, I'm actually wailing off my precious fury while typing this. I really don't understand the male species. They're all physical. All about physical. Its irritating and hurtful for us women. I know its so freakin absurd having this mentality towards the opposite sex knowing that I've spent more than half my life with male partners, be it sexually or platonically (if there is such a word). I remember Mo Twister ( a local radio jock here in Manila) once said "Girls, stop buying all those bags and clothes cause we guys don't really care about them. All we see is your butt and your boobs." ... and man its sooooo true.

    While on a bus ride home I saw a couple holding hands while the girl leans on the guy's shoulder. The guy, as moronic as he is, keep staring at/ leering on the busty girl sitting in front of him. I almost want to throw something to his face just to defend the sleeping girl beside him. It made me ponder on how most guys can really be animals no matter how decent a woman treats them...sigh... I appreciate my husband more and more.