Time is now

"Delay complicates life."

Too much thinking will lead you nowhere. Some of the best times in life often happens when we become spontaneous with the situation. Allowing oneself to flow on the current of events. Moving without thinking about the outcome.

Clock is ticking. Time wasted will never return again. If so, why are we pending our self in forgiving others? Why are we putting a halt in achieving what we know will makes us happy? What's keeping us?

I just noticed, happy people think less and act more. Delay complicates life. And there's a big difference with delaying and waiting for the right timing. The more delay you make, the more complicated life becomes. However, willingness is a good start.

The time to be happy is now. Not later. Not tomorrow. Choose not to delay myFriend. . . .

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Mt. Pinatubo Adventure, the Crater

"Life is either a daring adventure or nothing. Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature." ~Helen Keller

Mt. Pinatubo, the Crater

Note: Thank you to theHikers for this amazing adventure, Romeo(our tour guide) and manongDriver.

* Date: December 12, 2007 5:30 AM -5 :00 PM

** the three panoramic shots of the Crater were taken from my Nokia 6110 Navigator phone

Why?

"Be reminded that stupid people also gets weary and blind ones often get stacked to someone they never intend to be with."

Sometimes having the truest intention won't let you win a relation. If a person does not have even the slightest affection towards the other, that's stupidity on the part of the one who loves and continues, while a lost on the one being loved who looks afar and remain blinded.

Be reminded that stupid people also gets weary and blind ones often get stacked to someone they never intend to be with. So why does this happen? I guess for us to learn and appreciate. Learn from the mistakes we make and appreciate the things that happens and comes to us.

Ah, the beauty of mistakes. Such a phenomenon that marvels me. See, there are mistakes we commit in our life that once we learn a lesson from, we never attempt to do the same act because we know in the end we'll only get hurt. Hence, we do the right thing.

However, there are certain instances of mistakes that we obviously know will only profit us pain, but we tend to do the same act over and over. Why? Either we're still hopefully stupid, or lost, blinded by our idealism...

myHeart

"...vices extends life. Too much clean living is not good at all. So live in balance, myFriends."

I would like to thank myCadiologist, for understanding my sentiments yesterday. Seeing that I am not satisfied with the first impression diagnosis, myCardiologist immediately scheduled me for an echocardiogram (also popularly known as 2D echo or cardiac ultrasound).

Fortunately, every thing's normal. I guess, this really was just stress. Over fatigue..

Since I am still lucky that no major risk is manifesting in my body, I would like to appeal to all the people who will be able to read this post to please do take care of your health. As my stand to health still goes, prevention is better than cure!

However, sometimes I just wonder...vices extends life. Too much clean living is not good at all. So live in balance, myFriends.

Bitter-sweet reality

"A sad part of being a problem solver is having my own dilemmas unresolved. Such a bitter-sweet reality. However, should this became my purpose of existence, won't it be the most noble irony we could have?"

I am very thankful to those people whom have entrusted their problems to me. I consider each one of you guys a blessing. Blessings in disguise! ( kidding aside ) :)

Seriously, bringing up a concern to someone is not an easy task (especially those make or break, awkward situation). I so much knew the feeling when merely uttering the problem to somebody can lighten the burden being carried. The relief of having shared a thing that bothers to someone you know will understand is priceless.

A sad part of being a problem solver is having my own dilemmas unresolved. Such a bitter-sweet reality. However, should this became my purpose of existence, won't it be the most noble irony we could have?

Toilet Bowl

"My appearance did not matter to them, but my purpose eludes the form! "

Recently, I have unravelled a God given gift. I am not sure on what term to use in order to describe it, however, I thought of using an inanimate object to associate this God given talent. A toilet bowl.

I have discovered it one time I was able to chat with myHSCrush. She previously confide to me her problem with her husband and her reasons on going abroad. At one point of the conversation, I jokingly told her that I would write a post about our conversation. Poof! There it was, in front of me. The hidden gift I had all the while.

The situation of listening to other people's problem is not new to me. Topics range from financial difficulties, love and fidelity issue (ehem) , dreams and plans, personality and insight concerns and other issues just to name a few.

I love listening to their thoughts and the things that stir in their mind when I so much knew that by merely lending an open ear, reserving a few minutes of my time and giving my personal thoughts about the situation creates an aura of calmness, relief and security to them.

Such a fulfilment to me when at the end of the day, I know I was able to help someone even through my simple way of receiving all the shits they carry. My appearance did not matter to them, but my purpose eludes the form!