12.25.2012
Merry Christmas Everybody!
Happy Christmas Everyone! Happy Birthday, my dear Jesus!!!
Rant Break:
1. My internet has been fouling me up since last night. I am so super-annoyed. I always end up with "page can't be found". Globe Broadband by Innove, you suck (hmm, mentioning Globe Broadband may be the solution to my next rant!)
2. I added Adsense on this blog, wondering if I could ever get clicks or views since I don't want people seeing me on a different light, which means this blog would not be advertised, no shares, etc, and oh, yeah, I just included this blog on my "About Me" Google Plus Page. Like people would click and check this out naman. So, anyway, why am I getting ads with pictures of young women with the imploring word "Meet Me" and a "Find a Foreign Husband" ad below the first post? So, I am literally scattering Globe Broadband in this post as my keyword, with the fervent wish that Globe's ads would run instead of those ladies. I can't even understand what context Google read my blog to be to include those ads, which I will leave them be, by the way. Hirap atang maapruban ng Google ads (oops, and I am so trying hard to make this blog a purely-English posting zone heehee.)
Rant Break Over.
I practically missed my Christmas Mass. See, I told the Papa Vince that we will go to mass early, but I bargained for another hour of sleep, making my target mass at 8AM, which I did, by the way. I reached church in the middle of consecration though. I.WAS.CONFUSED. I checked on my cellphone's time (I have never worn a watch ever since I lost my watch at the veggie counter at SM Grocery)swearing it is impossible I am that late.
Father, who was talking in clear English, by the way, unlike the other Indonesian Priest (when I was younger, we had Belgian priests. Now, we have Asian priests from Moslem countries) must have given a very long sermon. That, or he sang his way throughout the whole mass (including the sermon) way slowly. I was whispering to the Vince if this is a high mass or something which took hours, but the priest is not wearing a cap or something like Bishop Carlito Cenzon does (and Globelines, I tried researching the name of the cap, but I just ended up with "this page is unavailable." I don't even know if I will be able to post this.My post's future is in your hands, Globe Broadband, good or bad hands, I do not know).
I figured out this must be the 7 AM mass, which I intended to attend, and I partly wished I should have gone earlier, because the priest gave wisecracks before ending the mass. His sermon must have been a blast. I am so in need of good sermons. The Baguio priests just don't dish out sermons well, except those new priests from the San Pablo Seminary. I once attended a mass at Our Lady of Grace chapel, the chapel just across the street from our house, and Father recorded the sermon on TV (ABS-CBN) earlier then showed it to us. Which is a good thing, because the recorded sermon was funny. The priest had such a great sense of humor.
The mass ended at 8:30, by the way. Had I not been with the Vince, I would have patiently waited for the next mass. But I was with the Vince. The guy who insists he comes shopping with me at SM then claiming that his tummy is aching and needs to go. (Tip: Never go shopping with your husband or boyfriend. Ever.They are such "Un-Joys". Unjoy was a word coined by Nicole when she was three. "Papa is Un-Joy" when she meant "killjoy" haha.)
So, we ended up looking for a place to eat breakfast. In Baguio, you can never get to eat at those Chinese places before nine. And I don't even consider Chowking a Chinese restaurant (Have you noticed I don't like fastfood/). Last stop, at a fastfood-Jollibee.
And oh, I had a feeling I won't be returning to church today...
But we (with the kids) did, but at Pink Sisters. There was no mass though. I missed going to Pink Sisters, by the way. By next year, I would try to attend the Vespers twice a week at least. It is my comfort place, I swear.
Adrian had a blast writing for his petitions. They were not even petitions. They were letters like "Dear Jesus, Happy Birthday! Love, Adrian" and "Dear Jesus, You are good and I love you so much. Love, Adrian" I bet the nun who would be reading his letters would smile.
We went to to John Hay Technohub later for Starbucks. My kids claim Christmas is boring, but I was happy. We are complete. We are happy. We are in the best of health.
12.24.2012
My New Home!
I have successfully migrated this Live Journal blog to blogger. It is still a subdomain, of course, and I am thinking if I should get a custom domain for it and try to monetize it later, but I still have to seriously contemplate on that.
For one, this is supposed to be my secret rant diary, because my Project:Me, Only Better blog is supposed to be my positivity vibes blog and my Mommy Unwired is, of course, my mommy-matters blog. I need somewhere to vent up, with crazy things happening to me lately. Part of me wants to keep this a secret, kasi nga I sooo want to stop making blind items na. There are so many kontrabidas in my professional life. Nature ko is not to talk at all, so all those hate (yes, I know it is a strong word. Ma'am Ventura, my English teacher back in high school told us hate is such a strong, evil word it is not even the opposite of love) gets all bottled up. I know I wrote a post about not spreading negativity in the blogosphere, and I swear, I believe I should not. Kaya nga, dapat personal ito. Kaya lang, sayang if pwede mamonetize hehe.
Uyy, barely seven minutes to Pasko!Woohoo! Father said don't be cozy and nice nice. There is no perfect Christmas daw. Not yet. Not now. Stay there and make Christmas complete to other people.
One of the happiest times, but one of the painful ones for other people daw. Ayun, quarelling. Paging si Halle Berry. That does not make better by not talking to her, but I will see. Bahala na. Sabi ni Father, me pag-asa daw.
Gosh, si Father is so bonggadels. Yung kumukut-kutitap daw is pag-asa. He always talks sense, si Father Orbos.
Okay, I have to stop typing cuz may senti moment. I had to put my hand on my heart and feel God with me. "Paano ang pasko na alay ko sa yo?"
So, anyway, Merry Christmas, and see you everyday, cute blog!
12.03.2012
What's Up
I survived NaBloPoMo and I am joining again for December, using my brand new blog, Project Marie. Sorry neglected na blog na ito, although I originally intended to write my thoughts here everyday. So seriously contemplating on making this private actually para di na ako magbablind item. I want it to be somewhere I can vent and maglalabas ng inis at wagas na kaligayahan.
Lapit na christmas and haven't seriously decorated yet. will attempt to do tomorrow.
Have to go at antok na po ako
Lapit na christmas and haven't seriously decorated yet. will attempt to do tomorrow.
Have to go at antok na po ako
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