102 posts tagged “life in general”
I knew the answer all this time; I was just blinded by idealism.
Note to self: DEAL WITH IT.
I've read his books, Da Vinci Code and Angels & Demons, couple years back. I would have to say I appreciate Angels & Demons more; nonetheless, I admire his style of writing, the twisted plots he concocts, and the post-reading discussions brought about by his stories. His books gave me firsthand experience of the literal meanings of "page-to-page" and "cannot put the book down". I was hooked.
My cousins and I have always been intrigued by conspiracy theories about religion, church, politics and science --- generally about the world we live and we don't live in. I won't deny the fact that there are various topics that are in strong contradiction to my belief as a Christian; however, I love discussions. It challenges my mind.
Here's a screenshot of The Lost Symbol from its official website:
Speaking of conspiracy theories...
Here's one that seems to be a theory-no-more, considering the series of calamities happening lately:
It could happen. Maybe not in 2012, but I know it will.
I saw a large print AD at the MRT on the way to work. It'll be shown this November.
I can't wait to watch it.
Frankly, this is the last thing
But let's face it: aren't we, the whole of humanity, killing the world slowly?
Sucks to admit the truth.
It was only now that I saw it thru HBO.
I couldn't say the flick was that good nor bad; however, it did alarm me with a resounding question:
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Now here's a little secret that I'd shamelessly confess:
I'VE ALWAYS WANTED WORLD PEACE.
Life is quite a journey. Of whether I'd classify it as smooth sailing or turbulent, I'll never know.
I wouldn't know.
All I know is, I'm just taking a leap of faith one day at a time.
As if the "ride" wasn't enough to drive me to the edge, different voices wouldn't stop clogging my head. These voices are either my own or other people's. If I'm not cautious, playing them all at once leads to nothing but an unbearable noise.
Everyday, like everyone else, I have to deal with these voices in all aspects one can ever imagine ---
It's hard.
It's challenging.
It's ever-draining.
I have two choices with regards to these voices: to listen to it, or to shut it down.
To complicate this thing, I have to further classify it into two categories: the good and the bad. Now, now... there can NEVER be an in-between. It has to be one or the other.
All it takes is to learn the art of choosing.
The only tricky question is this: how can I distinguish one from the other?
I know for a fact that one's destiny is determined by his choice; God has laid all options out. Yet, I also can't discount the fact that there are "voices" that influence our choice/s --- all of which, we have to be careful in dealing with.
If we aren't, what will become of the world?
More importantly, what will become of us?
Not every voice is worth listening to. Distinguish hearing from listening. If you know for yourself that a certain voice drags you in the slums, isolate it. Clear your head from it until it realizes that it has no place to be but outside your system & out of our life. It's not worth your time.
I still am not perfect in doing this, but as one of my favorite cartoons would say, "knowing is half the battle."
Then, there are voices that are worth listening:
The voice that lifts your spirits up and tells you that you can get by.
The voice of optimism.
The voice of possible reality.
The voice of hope.
Everyday is a new day, as I was often told. Of what each day brings, of what voices I will hear or listen to, I'll never know.
I wouldn't know.
Again, all I know is, I'm just taking a leap of faith one day at a time.
I've always been a fan of images. I started way back in grade school, as far as I can remember. It was a field trip to an indoor aquarium exhibit held in Makati. I recalled how my mom got mad when the pictures were developed: most shots didn't include me. The pictures I took consist mostly of the marine creatures, my classmates, my teacher, the bus driver, and structures we passed by during the course of the trip.
It was always the same complaint: most of the photos taken way back then were either of other people, scenery & structures. Obviously, it is at some point the exact opposite of what it is today (I took creative shots of myself, thanks to technology).
Enough stalling.
To continue, it was last quarter of 2008 that I made up my mind acquiring my own camera. My own baby named "Quiane", a Nikon D60 bought in Hidalgo, Quiapo. It served as the most reliable tool for visual documentation these past couple of months, I just couldn't be grateful enough.
That being said, I believe that it's time to take this hobby up a notch. Lately, I've also been tasked to document other people's lives (birthdays, christening & just recently, pre-nups). Most are pro-bono, but the thing is, documenting memories for other people gives me fulfillment as an artist. It also helps when I see their satisfied faces upon showing them the final output.
In a way, being a graphic designer also helps. There are some aesthetic things that Quiane is limited to, which I think a design software is probably the best candidate. No, I'm not a traditional photographer. I believe that one should embrace change if it'll bring a positive output to something.
2009 really is a fruitful year. So far....
...and yes, I must admit: It can be quite challenging in the pocket, given the economic crisis. But I reckon it best to consider the fact that increasing my knowledge of things is advantageous to my individual growth.
On our way home from work, my colleague surprisingly told me how she envied my style. At my age (so she said and I must emphasize), I hardly look like I'm in my late 20s. That... and that she could pass up as my mother.
Personally, I divulge on that certain 'something'... whatever IT really is... which 'apparently' reflects something good.
Or maybe on a serious note, tracing down the subconscious, another reason could be my "half-full" view in life. I'm an optimist, obviously and that, my friends, probably does help. I can't exactly guarantee; but truth be told, it does feel like one of those explanations beneath it all.
Heart of the matter: whatever helps me look or feel young, I'm just happy to be. Because sooner or later, age will reflect in my physicality. I may no longer be fit to dress rugged and yes, I realize the need to act (and dress) my age. Yet for the time being, I'm just going to enjoy N-O-W. You see, I like that I can still get away with my 'extra' youth factor!
In my younger 20s, I was fretting about reaching 27. HAH. Now that I'm 27, quite frankly, I don't seem to care at all. I found acceptance that life goes way beyond all these things.
What do you know?!
Wisdom does come along with age-ing.
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*I'm about 5'1" tall. Or short. You decide.
Never mind that I look "too" happy there. Lol. Maybe I am!
'Met my friends for an afternoon flick of Harry Potter & the Half-Blood Prince. The movie was blah, but I guess for most Potter fanatics, they'd probably say "GREAT!". Sorry to disappoint, but I very much prefer light reading such as *hint-hint* Twilight Saga, thank you very much. Haha!
I wouldn't even start comparing Rowling's masterpiece with Meyer's as they are totally separate. Obviously, many would rant if I do. So yep, I'd shut my mouth and stop right there.
I guess this is where the saying "Different strokes for different folks" come in. :-)
The main highlight, really now, is spending time with friends. I haven't seen them for a month and obviously, there's a certain looking forward to actually be with them. Just this afternoon, I casually told my friend that it amuses me how we managed to keep the friendship alive for more than ten years! Amazing! We've been classmates since high school, but the friendship transcended in college wherein most of us got into Business Major (sure, I'm a Graphic Designer now, what can I say?! C'est la vie!).
Of course after blurting out that sentiment, we reverted to our obligatory "retail" therapy, Rockefeller dinner* & after-dinner coffee at 6750. A little surprise happened though: most of us got starstruck. A reunion of Gimik cast happened at Marciano's, just beside Rockefeller in Greenbelt 3. News has it that Marvin Agustin is a parttime owner of the bistro, which is the reason why the all-star cast decided to dine there.
P.S. By the way, the only person that got me starstruck was Judy Ann Santos-Agoncillo, f'realz.
*Dinner constitutes of the usual Rockefeller menu: Baked White Fish, Bourbon Baby Back Ribs, Vegetable Rice, Calamares & Red Wine. YUM!
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Next in line:
A visual self-document which I'd probably look back when I get a tad older and wiser :-)
XOXO,
J
Blah.
Now, now... what are the odds of making Ortigas a part of my daily routine?
Obviously, we all know the answer to that, don't we?
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I'm close to experiencing vertigo, thanks to an early morning meeting (after work), plus a couple of research over my profession, plus my routinary Vox blog-check. Haha.
The only thing that keeps me looking forward later is the fact that it is the weekend.
And my french class.
And my new projects.
And a possible fancy food trip.
But who knows?!
It is weekend. Anything can happen.
Someone's jealous. :-)
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Okay. I realized my battery level is running low and I've released enough energy from work-out this morning. Haha! Yes, finally over & done with day 1 at the gym...
(...after seven months, I think.)
I reckon I deserve that much needed rest. And a pat on the back.
Good night, Universe!
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