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So Many Questions….

manilenya — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 20:57:05 +0000

I Got tagged! Thank you FIC. Appreciate it much! —(copied even this lol!) Enjoy my blabbering, it’s nonsense though. I don’t like doing meme except Unconscious Mutterings, but it seems I hobnob with a spontaneous talkative seat mate, only I don’t have any seat mate around…Just my laptop.

1. what date is it?
::It’s July 20, 2008, FIC (FilipinoinCanada) passed this meme to me 2 days ago.

2. what time did you wake up?
:: 10:30am (Thank GOD it’s Sunday!)

3. did you go somewhere yesterday?
:: No, I have no life.

4. what did you do there?
:: I have never been anywhere, I was here sitting the whole day

5. how old are you?
:: can’t believe I am old already

6. are you mature or immature?
:: what is in between? or?

7. what do you call your mom and dad?
:: Nanay and Tatay, I want my future (If I am still giving a chance) children to call me the same too. How was it when my children call me “Same, I want milk”? That I don’t know? LOL

8. are you an only child?
:: I have two beautiful sisters.

9. where do you go shopping?
:: Zellers, Giant Tiger, Shopper’s Drugmart…that’s the nearest store.

10. do you like school?
::I want to go back to school and not.

11. do you like books?
::I have tons but still untouched.

12. do you want to get married?
:: again? nope not yet.. I can live without the it. Living in is fine for now lol!

13. with whom?
:: with my laptop

14. are you spoiled?
:: nobody will spoiled me

15. what’s the most flattering compliment you ever got?
::nobody compliment me either.

16. only girl/boy in the family?
::we’re three girls

17. if you were to marry a celebrity, who would it be?
:: anyone of them lol!

18. would you like to meet Josh Hartnett?
:: Oh my! can I marry him?

19. where do u think ur bestfriend is?
:: I don’t have bestfriend

20. when was the last time you talked to your bestfriend?
:: I said, I don’t have bestfriend.

21. you think she/he needs you now?
:: I DON’T HAVE BESTFRIEND…….

23. what do you want for your birthday?
:: peace of mind, enjoying the present.. I mean the NOW, love to get some gift though.

25. if you were to buy a car, which car would it be?
:: I don’t know about cars.

26. a duet with heart evangelista?
:: how about……

27. do you wear make-up?
:: sometimes

28. what lip balm do you use?
::I don’t know lol!

29. would you get a tattoo?
:: I want one.

30. belly pierce?
:: got a big belly…lol nope!

31. how many kids do you want?
:: I have one, if anyone could help me have another two please? lol!

32. do you have any homework?
:: nope, those review sites don’t like me..they said I am too stupid to earn online.

33. any song that you’re listening to?
::I listen to everything

34. do you believe in spells?
::want to learn if it’s true and I will spell Y O U!

35. where do you want to go now?
:: I want to go anywhere, but I can’t

Who wants meme?

Unconscious Mutterings: My 13th

manilenya — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 05:19:59 +0000

This is my 13th mutterings, since I joined this party of subliminal game of words. I say that this is the only meme which made me stay and unceasingly posting every weekend. I always wait for Sunday to come. If working with 10 words in a certain time makes my mind running and seize my apathy off, I want to do my mutterings every second of the day.

Flicker :: hover
Styling :: gel
Episode :: 1
Sexier :: George Clooney
Studious :: scholars
Mushroom ::soup
8 minutes ::nineteen minutes (Jodie Picoult’s book)
Bald :: man
Immunity :: Survivor
Sectioned ::divided

Please join us here if you enjoy reading it.

I am sailing……

manilenya — Sat, 19 Jul 2008 08:26:06 +0000

—–across the sea…to be near you…to be free….

Ay palaka!

manilenya — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 06:43:02 +0000

I saw this beside the pool this afternoon. I was so excited grabbing my camera because this toad seem wants to play around, it didn’t even jump away from me when I was aiming my camera at him/her…whatever lol!

I so love my workplace; I described it like a zoo. Last time my employer catches a turkey from the bush, I got some pictures of it, but I was using my cell phone, so the images didn’t turn out well. If only I can take pictures of deer as close as this toad, that would be very pleasing.

David beats Goliath…again

manilenya — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 05:02:04 +0000

What is the difference between spending my weary Sunday afternoon inside my dreary room (which is looked like a dorm, my friend say) with cluttered books, baggy and some mails (not to mention the junk foods, drinks, strings of hairs that fell off my head -I am getting bald soon, me a bald lady, I can’t imagine how I am going to look like- and some personal belongings) and sitting in the shaded part of the park with my current reading and two bags of groceries and of course my undying point and shoot camera?

Because I was again, attacked by monstrous boredom - I compare him with Goliath, and I am David, ready to sling a stone to strike my opponent (monstrous boredom), but instead I hit the shower room, wear my once used jeans and I didn’t forget my shirt of course. I picked my book -the single women’s best friend according to one movie I have watched - and beat the humid weather and yet again, the lonesome street.

Beside the cluttered stuff, I missed my laptop. But I wasn’t in a miserable state as I am just sitting or lying down the floor inside my room. I was so relaxed with the breeze that sways my hair, I even want to meditate, if not for the roaring sound of the orange helicopter around the hospital nearby, I think I would be able to do that.

My muttering: can’t smile…..

manilenya — Sun, 13 Jul 2008 05:18:28 +0000

Lunanina says and I think…….

Intimated :: proclaimed
Brush :: paint
Masquerade:: ball
Procedure :: step by step
Tattoos :: I am dying to have one
Square :: root
Tuck :: nip
Boyfriend :: looking (lol!)
Badass :: mean person
Thousand :: dressing

This word game is called Free association - described as a “psychonanalytic procedure in which a person is encouraged to give free rein to his or her thoughts and feelings, verbalizing whatever comes into the mind without monitoring its content.”

If you want to join please feel free to visit Unconscious Mutterings hub.

Bubbly

manilenya — Sat, 12 Jul 2008 07:58:07 +0000

I blogged about how I was so upset when this child called me idiot because I kept her toys while she was still playing with it. I admit that I was kind of distressed during my first few months working with the youngest daughter of my employer, the new environment was so different for me that I don’t know how to muddle through when I am with the three siblings, especially when all of them are gushed with rage (lol! As in I am feeling I am in the middle of war whenever they are fighting).

However, working with them for almost a year now is a work in progress, although I sometimes still having a hard time with this little girl, I know I can sway with her moods now.

She’s not calling me idiot anymore. There is yelling and screaming now and then but she knows when to stop when I say stop.

She sometimes calls me mom, and then she remembers I am her nanny. She called me step mom once that jolted me from my sit. Of course, if you say step mom, there’s only one that comes to my mind and that is the wicked step mom in the fairy tales, so I asked her to call me God Mother instead.

“Why are you calling me step mom/God mom anyway?” I asked her.

“Because you are just like my mom, you are feeding me, bath me, taking care of me, and you love me. I love you God mom.”

Today, she was so bored, I came to her, and she shoo me away. When I lay down in the laundry room, it puts a smile on her face and decided to join me. I say that we had fun playing Frisbee outside, and I asked her to join me playing basketball, she refused at first but join me after when she saw that I was having fun.

When I saw her turn in her bubbles, I grabbed my point and shoot camera and got some pictures of her. She is always a stunning model to me.

US$700 goal for Nikon D60 and my mutterings

manilenya — Sun, 06 Jul 2008 04:50:34 +0000

I said that I have to move my butt from laziness. I feel so sluggish making a post after three consecutive sponsored posts; it is so unlikely of me if you’re going to ask some friends/readers about this whole blog monetizing changes in my site. A blogger who once thought that making my blog a business will corrupt my mind (pardon my little brain exposing my then thought.) Even so, I have to accept now that I enjoy it, when I see my PayPal account accumulate some bucks from advertisers.

I enjoy everything about it, except of course if I know nothing about the given task, it screwed up my mind, it seems like playing a 2500 piece of puzzle, It’s challenging though. I have to read the product or the sites first before I do the task and finding myself typing a blah blah blah in the end. Still, I have to be thankful because the advertisers accept the posts.

My next? That’s a big problem, what do I know about a hen party? But still I have to do that assignment, especially now that I intended to buy Nikon D60. I said, I want to get the camera by hook or by crook (insert a cynical smiley face here), and I don’t have anything in mind where to get the money to buy my next baby but doing some product or site review and maybe affiliation soon.

I’m doomed to pursue a business until I get my US$700. Wow! I just set a goal now, I can’t believe it.

Now I want to show you this photo I took yesterday afternoon, after playing in the trampoline, yes I played with them, and I did nothing but to scream while the big girl, Miranda, doing her usual gymnastic stunt in the trampoline. It just makes me believe that I am getting older and older; I can’t do the jump as higher as the kids do anymore and my knees are now complaining (Jesus! I want to cry.)

They asked me to change into a bathing suit after the trampoline fun and go straight to the pond, but I declined. I told them I’ll just watch them because I didn’t bring any bathing suit, I’m too shy to wear one, maybe some other time.

I could be better if I’ll post as the photographer of a real action gymnast stunt by this pretty and surprising Miranda in the dock. She’s good, I wonder why she stopped attending her gymnastic class. What’s funny here is she did a lot of stunts in the dock but scared to touch the turtle with her feet while swimming in the pond.

Please note that Miranda is only 13 years old, so hands off guys lol! I love this girl

I don’t forget my Sunday activity of course: my mutterings.

Notification :: letter
Cheat :: hacks
Top Ten :: entrecard droppers
Draft :: outline
Unbelievable ::Miranda, she’s really good
Cheap :: tricks
Spontaneous :: Derivation <–always on my inbox
Harass :: pester
Lipstick :: red
Transpire :: come out

Come and join us here.

Beware of some pert online, get some tips.

manilenya — Thu, 03 Jul 2008 06:27:25 +0000

I remember a friend I met online; she was 18, playful and likely to get romances online. Every time she’s not around, different guys were looking for her in the channel. She’s chatting with them and exchanging text messages with them, maybe exchanging the wobbling messages too. That, I don’t know. I was just guessing.

One day this girl text me and her messages were full of despondency. She said, she has to meet this guy from the net; they planned to watch a movie (on their first meeting). But then, this guy had to beg to be excused from the date because he had to do an important thing, that’s after he saw her. That’s awful! I want to kill the guy, especially when my friend told me that after the guy left, he sent another text message saying “I don’t like you,” he didn’t even say sorry.

If I am going to put myself in her shoes, maybe I am going to kill that guy and then myself. Not a very Romeo and Juliet story, I know.

I already told you that it’s possible for me to try online dating, but I don’t want to meet a pert like the guy above online, so I need safety measures….I need tips that I could get in Onlinedatingtips.org, it is a free guide to online dating. I hope, I won’t get lost and run into some lippy chap.

But oops! It just cross my mind to check. I am still thinking, but it doesn’t mean I am going to hook myself to some strangers

Breaking the vow to celibacy

manilenya — Wed, 02 Jul 2008 03:15:50 +0000

I have just finished reading one article in the magazine I recently bought, and it’s all about regrets, about being sorry for themselves and about living with sadness which seems like most people enjoys having it beside them while watching drama shows on their television sets.

Funny how the author have mentioned celibate/celibacy in her steps on transforming their way when people will tell the story of their past, it totally struck me. I first encounter the word celibacy in Bo Sanchez interesting editorial column in Kerygma Magazine.

His vow to celibacy. He wasn’t married yet. I am separated and he’s being adorable (I find him one through his writings) was the subject of my imagery. In my mind, I also declared my oath to celibacy.

That’s why I was so wretched when I found out a year ago that he’s married with two kids. Kidding! Lol

Seriously, it’s been 10 years, since I decided to stay single again, and it’s like, I’ve been grieving for the lost of a relationship - now, I need to explain that it is not my relationship to that person that cause my grief but the word and true meaning of the “relationship” itself – all my life.

I spent a decade of celibacy rather than celebrating my freedom, and I know it’s not good because I just nailed myself to unhappiness. I utterly missed life.

Now, how can I talk about this topic? I’m a kind of not open with this one, but I also want to digress in my usual detachment.

I don’t have a social life outside the net, so it’s impossible for me to meet new friends. I don’t go out a lot, and most guys I met online seems not interested (and so do I – it’s hard to put meaning into friendship, it will just leave you nothing but yourself in the long run)

How about Dating Services? I tried to click the ad in one of my dreary post, I didn’t know why that post generated an online dating ads. I clicked it and I joined out of curiosity, but I didn’t engage myself to its online paid services, for I still have apprehension to this kind of thing.

I know, I need to take the extra step of signing up to one of these paid for online dating services, and I am still collecting some nerves to thrust myself to strangers.