SHE's On!

don't rationalize everything

2011-01-24T11:27:00.000+08:00

If you are confident of the love that you give
and secure of the love that you get,
you don't need to count up anything.
There are just things that are ridiculous to quantify.

Unpredicted

2009-03-27T15:45:00.006+08:00

Life's a magic and it doesn't fail to amaze me all the time.

Sometimes in life we have to suddenly face situations, which prior to the realization we wouldn't even dare to think about. I've learned the wisest way is to spontaneously accept the truths rather than deny them. And, like magic, things turn out unexpectedly okay. =)

Not just a while...

2006-09-12T18:25:00.000+08:00

It's been more than a year since i last contributed to this page...sobrang dami na ng nangyari...the sweet girl i used to be is still sweet of course!...but now already a mom...

yes...happily commissioned to be Pete's wife and Brent's mother.

I promise to make up to the readers of my blog...hope u still would spend time to read my stories.

In the meantime, i'll leave you guessing what had happen to me in a year's time that passed.

Ghastly doldrums ... highly contagious

2005-08-10T14:21:00.000+08:00

Never had I felt so idiot as I did yesterday.
Well for quite sometime (hahaha !!!) but t'was kinda terrible yesterday.
I think I was that 'slow-slow-slow-to-uptake'.
(i'm sorry there's over usage of this word --->VERY)
"Hey, Sheryl take no notice of that !"
--- murmured by the moral coder of my psyche.
And I did!
Lalalalala...I went home (happy?...huh! n0t really )
Anxious? Yeah! what elzzzze....
As told...just ignore.
So I went early to bed...hurr, dive into my soft pals right away.
With an empty stomach?...N0t of course!
Not yet thrown myself into my nocturnal cavern when the celfone dinned.
"Hello, yes?...blah-blah-blah...oh!...really?...whhhat!?!"
(Sorry... a secret to be kept in my bedroom)...Hmmmnnn...
Anyway that ranked 2nd for the day...
Another reason --- doldrums-some (Ei! is there such a word?!)
C'mon...it's time...hoaaay!
zzzzZZZZZzzzzzzzzZZZZZZzzz
Stirred twice but in each a middle is a deep zzzZZZzzzzz....
...Morning has broken, like the first morning.....& so forth.
Nice day! Nice weather. Cold & a little cloudy.
Huh! gosh! I suddenly remember...shaider is waiting...yooohooo! Sheryl.
Yaaay!
Anyway....so...so...so...so...
What's this... something I must look toward to... is there anything unusual today?
Hmmmmmnn... I guess so.
>
>
>
>
>
>
And to make the long story short.
It also didn't turn out to be a good day for me.
Haaaah!

I'm tired!
Tired of typing this gibberish story...hizzz, don't even think of this as story.

....bye mano pet

2005-08-01T13:32:00.000+08:00

Synapse

Throbs in here inside me
Then enliven my psych
Deliverance follows the rush
Throughout this soon corpse of mine
Breaks my core, scrutinizes my soul
Awakes the evil passion in me
Then, done, my fleeting euphoria.

(sayonara pet)
ADB
01/08/2005 1:31 PM

A reason, a season, or a LIFETIME

2005-07-21T11:38:00.000+08:00

People come into your life for a reason, a season, or a lifetime. When you figure out which one it is, you will know what to do for each person.

When someone is in your life for a REASON . . . It is usually to meet a need you have expressed. They have come to assist you through a difficulty, to provide you with guidance and support, to aid you physically, emotionally, or spiritually. They may seem like a godsend, and they are! They are there for the reason you need them to be. Then, without any wrong doing on your part, or at an inconvenient time, this person will say or do somethingto bring the relationship to an end.

Sometimes they die.
Sometimes they walk away.
Sometimes they act up and force you to take a stand.

What we must realise is that our need has been met, our desire fulfilled, their work is done. The prayer you sent up has been answered. And now it is time to move on.

When people come into your life for a SEASON . . .Because your turn has come to share, grow, or learn. They bring you an experience of peace, or make you laugh. They may teach you something you have never done.They usually give you an unbelievable amount of joy. Believe it! It is real! But, only for a season.

LIFETIME relationships teach you lifetime lessons; things you must build upon in order to have a solid emotional foundation. Your job is to accept the lesson, love the person, and put what you have learned to use in all other relationships and areas of your life. It is said that love is blind but friendship is clairvoyant.

(Author Unknown)

where's my stethoscope?

2005-07-01T09:28:00.000+08:00

i grew up with the conviction that i'd become a doctor one day. i studied hard since grade school and always put my name on top of honor list. i knew it would be a big help if i belong to the 'intelligent cohort'. when i finished high school i was so determined to get a medical course when i enter college. luckily,(if it was really luck)i was accepted as a bsbio student in up tacloban. i was very happy then, thinking i'm almost there, i've had the first step. i told myself after finishing bsbio i'd proceed taking up med proper. i couldn't recall everything but suddenly it seems that i've waken up from a long dream now seeing myself a psychology grad and not a med practitioner. i am not on the rescue of ill people but now on the rescue of papers on deadline here in the office where i work. all i could remember is i was working too hard to reach my dream yet i failed. i'm so optimistic then but when checking on reality i knew that my parents can't afford to send me to medical school when i still have two younger siblings who are also in college - the reason that i decided to shift to another course. i have to trade-off my dream of becoming a doctor with my two siblings stopping college education if i insist. but still i didn't give up, together with my decision of shifting to psychology, in my thought was - 'if i can't be a doctor of people who are physically ill maybe i'll try to be a doctor of those who are mentally ill.' rationally, that was what's in my thought then. not a bad option, right? they say 'experience is what you get if you don't get what you want.' true enough and the experience i gained has taught me to become resilient. my not becoming a doctor didn't kill me anyway, i've become stronger knowing that i can be better of as something else other than just being what i dreamt of becoming. now i work in a multinational organization and i'm enjoying each new task that comes with my everyday work deal. getting stronger and wiser each day.

__________
01 july, 2005
9:16 am
adb

etching lang! assignment kc ng pinsan...'my dream & i' daw

oN mY oWn...FiNaLly

2005-06-09T17:00:00.001+08:00

Nothing
is
as
exciting
&
wonderful
as
living
on
your
own
place.
Self-empowering!
It's
so
rewarding!
Well
i'ts
not
actually
the
primary
reason
why
I
finally
decided
to
be
on
my
own
hub,
you
might
think
I'm
just
sick,
deprived
of
freedom.
No.
They
say
being
financially
independent
is
a
different
kind
of
freedom
which
only
a
few
strive
to
be
serious
at.
And
I'm
one
of
the
few.
You
don't
have
to
have
a
lot,
you
just
have
to
know
when
enough
is
enough
for
when.
(An' labo nun ah!)
Each
milestone
in
our
life
has
a
corresponding
level
of
liberty
we
are
entitled
to
have.
The difference
is
that
people
embrace
and
use
freedom
on
a
wrong
timing.
Readiness
is
critical
here.
Don't
give
yourself
a
dose
of
liberty
you
cannot
sustain.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY!

2005-05-25T14:36:00.000+08:00

Yes, a very happy birthday to my blog! One year old blog...I don't know if you've gone a long way...nevertheless your existence proves you can go along way. Congratulations too!

hehe...

Managing for Development Results

2005-05-25T14:21:00.000+08:00

Learn about MfDR.

Please visit the MfDR site of ADB.

(Please click the title above. Thanks.)

Disclaimer:

This is a personal invitation.

My blog has nothing to do with this organization and vise-versa.

Tacloban Board Forum

2005-03-15T10:11:00.000+08:00

The Famous San Juanico Bridge

Come and join us!
Let's discuss relevant issues of today.

Whew!...a visit again?

2005-03-09T15:09:00.000+08:00

The 1st quarter of 2005 is almost edged and its only now that I got the time to drop a line here again. There got a lot of things that happened at the onset of this year...many I've forgotten already since they are just part of my day-to-day encounter with mortals. ("huh?" to myself) But, the one I won't forget is the new year's welcoming treat for me...t'was the opposite actually. My cellphone was stolen in my office...waah! Nokia 8250 - you're right not so sophisticated model yet my pocket was badly jeopardized coz i bought a new one. It's not included in my budget to get new unit the soonest so I felt bad.

The lesson i got after: "Don't leave your cellphone on top of your table even if you are just at an officemate's table behind you coz you'll never when someone is gruesomely ^on-guard^ to get your phone. "

And guess who's the culprit? See the clue in here. ;)

MaLiGaYaNg PaSkO !!!

2004-12-23T11:14:00.000+08:00

It's been quite sometime since i had my last post.

Sometimes I visit my blog but never had ample time to even drop a line for a new subject.

Christmas is near but unlike the previous years this time I don't feel keyed up at all.

What do you think could be the reasons!?!

Hmmnn...Let me lay down some personal reasons.

--- I don't live with my family anymore.

--- My Xmas vacation is shorter now because of work schedule.

--- My parents are not yet in good terms with each other.

--- I miss having a boyfriend.

--- Or maybe just due to the sad Xmas atmosphere I feel all over.

I may not be very exulted on this Christmas season yet I've got all the reasons to SMILE and be THANKFUL. And if i have to count the reasons then, it shall be thousand folds greater than my list above.

And for this and for whatever it is, I wanna shout to the world -

*********************

* MALIGAYANG PASKO! *

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Control Your DOPAMINE and/or SERATONIN

2004-12-23T10:28:00.000+08:00

Laughing is a sign of joyous release and pleasure.
Therefore, laughing is good.
It is an obvious behavioral display that adds dynamics to human interactions.
It is an inherent social behavior,

yet not a sort of mysterious emotion that cannot be controlled.
Laughing can also become a nuisance

especially when someone does it UPROARIOUSLY in the wrong place.
In this sense laughing can be considered as a noise.
Sometimes we think we are just plainly being happy about something

– We laugh till we drop!
. . .but, we never know when we annoy people in our vicinity.
When our laughing becomes noise – a sound undesirable by the recipient

as defined by Mr. Webster,
it certainly becomes distraction or disturbance.
Apparently, there are people who become irascible

when they come across a noisy atmosphere.
Hence, it’s a boon to be mindful of the right place to make noise

. . .that gets us out of trouble, too.

Diamonds are forever…so as my friendship with you.

2004-06-30T10:31:00.000+08:00

Friend…friendship…Definitely one of the most talked about stuffs in the world.
You might wonder why am I trying to write another piece since there are incredibly lots of written articles about it already. For your information, it’s justice for my writing. I have to have my own story to share. It’s actually the friendship quote below that enthused me to do this. I have no down pat when and where I first read it but I had memorized the lines.

“Friendship is not about looking for gold or silver among the rocks of life.
It’s about seeing each others coal through the fire until diamonds are formed.”

See! Isn’t it stirring? This is one of the most beautiful friendship quotes I’ve ever read.

***In my Chemistry I’ve learned that diamonds are made of pure carbon, same component found in the lead of pencils we use. You may perhaps wonder why is lead softer than diamonds if they are made of the same material? I’m not trying to be an expert here or what but as far as I can remember carbon atoms in diamonds are perfectly symmetrically bonded so the structure is very hard. Diamonds are formed underneath the earth and those we see today were formed million if not billion years ago. Whew! Laborious job for my memory. Sorry, I cannot elaborate on how they surface from underneath because I will need time to review my Organic Chemistry and Earth Science and that’s not going to finish my script today.

Hey, don’t get too carried away with diamonds…this is about friendship.
I chose diamond to compare with friendship because they have myriad in common.
I will only have to say a few or I will spend the whole day listing them down one by one before I’m finally done with this.

Diamond formation undergoes extensive processes to become the finest it can be.

Friendship undergoes ordeal, conquers it and survives it to have the bond as strong as ever.

Diamonds are precious.

True friendship is priceless.

Diamonds are rare.

True friends are extraordinary.

O here, I’ve just found one great difference between the two – their availability.

If you lost a diamond you can readily buy a new one in shops if you have sufficient money for it.

If you lost a friend there is no readily available alternate you can find in any store.

Therefore I conclude, true friendship is still more valuable than diamonds.

True friendship is indispensable!

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tHiS aRtIcLe iS eSpEcIalLy wRitTen FoR mY fRiEnDs.
...yA kNoW wHo y0u aRe FoLkS!
...hOpE wE kEeP oUr FrIeNdShIp In 0uR hEaRtS f0rEvER.

Why are online personality tests interesting?

2004-06-28T11:12:00.000+08:00

*many of them are absolutely free

*results are easily available

*it takes only a few minutes of your time

*you can forward same test(s) to your friends online

*you can compare and share results with your friends online

*you won't have troubles with test administrators who are not good at giving instructions :)

*it's a worthwhile hobby than peptalk with tedious people :)

*it's like self-evaluation, knowing more about yourself and your tendencies.

*good results boost self-esteem while bad results means the test is unreliable :)

*you can take the test several times until you get the results you want :)

... & many more.

Surf the net and try some, I'm sure you'll enjoy.

EXCUSE ME's don't really get the excuse most of the time...

2004-06-28T11:06:00.000+08:00

I ride the MRT everyday and there are these people I encounter who like to go ahead of others in the escalator and you will hear them say, “Excuse me, I’m in a hurry.”
And I’m sure within their thought, “I might be late for work.”

But hey, don’t they realize that we’re all in a hurry…that we’re all hoping to arrive early for work?

When you are conversing with someone and a person passed in between you, says “Excuse me” you just pave the way so the person can pass. Would you give time arguing that he/she should have chosen other path rather than where you are standing? I’m sure you won’t.

When I eat in fast foods like in the most populated bee-chow-hub, I notice some people asking for a share in the table space or a chair for them to occupy and you’ll hear them, “Excuse me, is someone sitting here? Can I occupy this seat?

Don’t they realize that it’s unlikely for the people who seated there first to refuse? Of course, they don’t want to be perceived unkind by the people around. But that doesn’t mean you’re allowed to sit there… or maybe others won’t care anyway it’s a commercial place and they own not a single seat there and you don’t need an excuse for providing one for yourself.

And one thing more, undeniably observable with a lot of folks around…When people sneeze, after the ‘achoo!’ thing you’ll hear them say, “Excuse me.” Again, they are not really excused for that. Watch the people around if this happens to you, they stare at you as if you are SARS virus carrier…well, who knows then. Funny ‘coz this has happened to almost everybody and not just once they said “Excuse me.” I was thinking probably the most appropriate to say after you set-free virus from your nose is “I’m sorry.”
What do ya think?

Summing up, the “excuse me” thing is no longer a claim for a pardon. It’s turns out to be a reflex. Try to figure out from the examples above.
It definitely means that “excuse me” is most of the time uttered unconsciously…much like saying “thank you” without quintessence at all.

So what!?!

Well, it’s just this actually…next time, watch out when you say “Excuse me” and asked further “Am I really excuse?” before you proceed to whatever.

…

Excuse me. I have to go back to work now.

It's hard to let go of my Romeo and find a new one...

2004-06-25T15:48:00.000+08:00

I saw him sneaking a look at me.
What’s in he’s thought? What’s happening? I’m clueless.
I approached him. Silence rang the place. Only heartbeat could be heard, fast, beating fast.
He’s trying to move away from me. Why? I’m not trying to scare him or what!
I went nearer and nearer. Now we met in the eye. He remained still this time.
I stepped back to the door and closed it to make sure he’s not going out of my room any moment. I went back to him.
Wait. What’s that on my bed? I stopped. I feel that my feet is numb.
I look around for a moment…

“Blood! Oh God!”
I ran out of the house quickly to ask for help.
“Help!.”
Thanks a good-natured neighbor heard me.
We hurried to my room and ask the man to help me call a medic.

“Romeo, you will not die…. You must not die!
Don’t leave me my Romeo.”

But he did.
It was his fate.

Weeks passed. I arrive home each day with no one meeting me in the doorway like before.
I have no one to play with anymore after office deal.
I’ll miss my Romeo. I guess it’s now time to let go of Romeo.
Goodbye Romeo.

I’ll pass by my friend’s pet shop after office today.
I’ll find myself a new doggie.
I’ll train him not to jump over the neighbor’s barbwire fence because it may lead to his death.
I’ll never let another Romeo die.

Little trouble with meet-market....

2004-06-25T11:41:00.000+08:00

Why are some people (I'm referring to singles) so excited in finding themselves a date when I am not. Many friends would offer help to find me a date,...excuse me I don't ask them to. I'm boyfriendless (if there's such a term) for two years already and I haven't went out on a date with someone since i broke up with my x-man (he's not Cyclops or Wolverine, you might think)last June 2002:(:(:(....But hey! I'm happy with myself being not attached with any man at this moment.

I just actually would like to share a certain instance when i was made to meet a man
(working in the same hub)where i am now and this is what happened...

A new girl friend of mind and her also new friend in the workplace agreed to introduce me to a guy...but it was just a joke I thought until someone came up to me along with the new friend of my new girl friend (you're confused now!)...Oh my! and he's trying to introduce the man to me...of course it's not a novel experience to me anymore to be introduced to a guy but hey what is this I'm hearing from my new girl friend's new friend (...I'm sorry but we need anonimity here) "I plea for him to come up here and then just that, blah-blah-blah..."
***HELLLLOOOOOO! did I ask you to do that for me?...Actually there's nothing wrong with getting to know a man, what bothered me is that i sounded like asking for a favor i never really did (saving my ego?!? with the thought of: "I am neither interested to know any man nor desperate to find myself a date or what!!!) And to my shock, I just heard myself saying the following: "Did I ask you to do that for me?", "Is it part of your job here to be introducing me to whoever?" ---all to the new friend of my new girl friend while ignoring the guy beside him.
Now, question!?!: Was I rude? Was it because I just didn't have a nice sleep last night that i got so hmmmnnn, early in the morning?...let me clarify, i didn't scream at him at all, I stay poised but with cheeks red-hot of shame and quite slighted...in the first place, I myself didn't know I'd feel that way.

See! I'm rationalizing things now when I knew I should have done it earlier.
By the way, I wrote a letter for the guy but of course it's not for him to read.
I love to write so I'm just putting them into inscription now. My writing, again, my emotional outlet.

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Dear Sir,

I just would like to apologize for this morning’s incidence.
I’m sorry if I appear rude to you. Please don’t think I am
too egoistic for ignoring you.
Honestly, I don’t even remember your name.
In fact, I’m hesitant in doing this but just let me for my peace of mind.
I just would like you to know that I’m not cool enough
to engage in stuffs like the one that happened this morning.
I’m not interested to know anybody of you at the ABCD* for reasons
other than ask assistance from you when I need one.
It’s not really a big deal but I just want to get away with
ignominy that I feel for myself for acting the way I did during that time.
Thanks for wanting to know me anyway, if you really did.
Again, I’m sorry...It was just a girl friend’s joke that lead to this.
It just really didn’t make me feel good early in the morning.
.....But I’m definitely FINE!

Sheryl

* let's hide the office acronym.

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And now, rememb'ring what happened...i could just laugh hard at it as a joke.
Oh life!

A set off

2004-05-17T15:17:00.000+08:00

It is a new day once more
New sights, new beginning
Books clutter everywhere
Seemingly tired of an overnight deal once again
Sun throw off its beaming rays, warm fresh
There in the room hang about untimidly the whole
day
On the table rests a paper and pen
Dusty, gives the impression of redundancy
On the other side a silent wall
Yet speaks loud of its invitation to be smarten up
The dweller sighs with something just got in mind
Fair enough, noshing is over
The time has come to free stockpile of lexis in
mind
Time to uncover subtle sentiment
Now clear, sure enough
Just broken a cloudy aspiration
The wall now speaks stridently
Thanks to the lipstick from a messy nook of the
room
Thanks to some thoughts put into words by the
dweller

Don't go off the road

2004-05-14T05:48:00.000+08:00

“Don’t do that! Don’t do this!”
“Overheard” we mumble to ourselves or even answer back to our parents “I’m no longer a kid, I know what I’m doing”.
But how much do we really know about the consequences of the decisions we make? How responsible could we be for our behavior? Does being old enough make us effusively in charge of ourselves? I’m afraid not.
When we start to believe that we possess specific behavioral freedoms, we also start to fret on even the littlest attempts that would limit these perceived freedom we confer to ourselves.
Have you experienced even a slight argument with your parents because you were not allowed to do something you know you can be in charge of?, with the annoying reason that they do not trust you yet to do that stuff whatsoever it is. It’s quite disappointing, I must know.
Conversely, I grew up as an independent being…self-regulating, autonomous and more words of the same meaning. Actually, all of us siblings did but thanks to the fact that I’m a first-born that I enjoyed it more than the two. I never had big troubles on asking permission from both parents, which most growing youngsters had. I can do literally whatever I want. I enjoy the freedom some growing girls never experienced. You may think it’s impossible but that is true.
The secret is responsibility.
At a very young age I already learned that this stance matters a lot in this world. There are just things that I should not do or try not to do for reasons that I cannot hold myself truly accountable for them yet. If you learn to live with this, you will not find it hard to win your parents’ trust. It is hard to be purposely conscientious about our behavior. The point here is that we should learn how the automatic-filter-for-our-acts operate and decide sensibly what to do with the scum.
Now, it is more comprehensible that parents do not get in the way just because they want to, they’re there preparing us for the big thing we yearn for – Freedom…That is when we know how not to go off the road and if we misguidedly do, at least we know how and when to get-off of the wrong way.

Am I a writer?...

2004-05-13T04:47:00.000+08:00

The Preformation

They say I can be a good writer but I’m in qualm of it. I want to believe and thank the people for observing my potentials. Perhaps, I’m writing now because I want to bear out to myself that I can be someone they want to witness evolve out of me. I actually want to write articles and see them published, read and admired by many. I have wanted this since I was a kid but never really poured much attention to feed this desire. I have tried writing before, in my high school years; even became a contributor of our school broadsheet but that never really overjoyed me. I want more at this instant. I yearn for my writing to be enhanced, finer. I want to write now not because people notice me as having the would-be peculiarity of being a writer. I am going to make salient articles, laudable pieces. People will read my text over and over again until they are restrained. With my soft sentiment I will embrace each extol I will heed from my readers and commit to memory all practical criticism I may get. But, utmost is my triumph inside of me. I have become what I pine for! I am a writer, by heart and by soul, unchained and heady.

Its beginning…

Now, I start my journey to paving a new trail to just before a reverie. Hesitation begins to sink because confidence outgrows it. My hand eagerly scribbles what my mind exerts. My eyes then gaze to hail the product of this stream. My heart lurks for the creation of the new headway I make. This is the true beginning of it all and to terminate when, that I do not know or perhaps no ceasing at all. Maybe though asleep I’d still continue to note down. As I try to outline in my thoughts the words I’m going to write, I make a promise to myself to commit to this passion. Writing will no longer be just a hunger that I need to suffice. It will be a definition of existence. It will core the metaphor of the long ago, the contemporary and the expectations. Furthermore, it will turn out to be the finest annals of life. It will pilot a reader to a world beyond his being. The ardor of wanting to read more of my work will mount. Critiques will come into the scene to tip off that everything made sense. On or after will surface my faux pas in writing to mold me to become the finest I want to be. From my writing will emerge a new person in me, an avant-garde of my own. My writing will be my identity.

A sensible lover of life

2004-05-12T15:54:00.000+08:00

...that's ME!
You don't just have to love life or live life to its fullest.
You have to love and live life sensibly to make a more meaningful stay here on earth. Remember we're just temporary dwellers here.