Messages in my Inbox

The current phone that I have, a Motorola which I am not even too sure what the exact model is, can only hold a certain number of text messages. Unlike my Nokia phone, this Moto phone would constantly alarm me when I am nearing to get my inbox filled with messages. Everyday, it does that because I am the type of person that does not erase messages easily.

There are 3 reasons why a message takes my inbox as its permanent address.

1. The message, usually a quote or a joke, made some kind of impact to that teeny- weeny, puny, feeble, measly, little, small (I can still go on and on but I know you get it by now, hehehe) emotional spot in my body.

2. The message, holds a very important information that I am usually too lazy to transfer to my journal.

3. Finally, it's a message I still have not sent a reply.

Here are random messages that are currently boarders of my Moto Inbox.

"R u bc? Nway, i now understand hw u felt wen u said u wanted 2 get out of ur comfort zone nd liv on ur own. m beginin 2 feel dat way 2, a nid 2 challenge dogma! Sigh!"

"I love you is 8 letters long. But then again, so is bullshit."

"Unit ***. Cityland Condominium, __________________ Makati City."

"Thought for the day: Never make the same mistake twice, there are so many new ones to make. Try a different one each day!"

"You don't die from a broken heart; you only wish you did."

I am a Winner!

Yeah, that's what I am. You can call me that from now on!!!

I happily declare that the Battle of the Bulge is now over and I WIN!!!

It feels so great to reach your goal. I have set this goal last March and I was hoping that by July I will reach my target weight. It's so amazing that I got to the peak of the mountain even a month before!

Now, the real battle starts as I try to maintain my weight. I constantly weigh myself and check what I eat. It's not as stressful as it seems. In fact, I enjoy it tremendously. It feels good to be at my ideal weight.

I still have to lose some inches in my mid section but I have nothing but optimism that I can have that 6 pack abs that I am wishing for. Soon, my friends, soon. :)

Everything seems to be falling into place. Well, at least in this department.

As I mentioned, this is just the beginning. More self development and improvement to come.

The Best is Yet to Come

I have nothing but optimism as I anticipate the coming of the rest of 2008.

Settling In

Last week, I moved in to the place I now call home here in Manila. It is a 3-bedroom condominium unit that I share with a few friends from my hometown. I occupy one of the 2 smaller rooms with a room mate. I don't mind sharing a place with these people because I have known most of them from way back. Most of them were part of the Puerto Galera trip recently that was super fun to say the least.

The place is settling more than anything else. I have taken out most of my stuff from the suitcase for the first time in a little over a year. Something I have never done in the place where I stayed prior here. Before, my clothes remained in the suitcase and laundry bags and I learned to live that way. That's why it was a pretty weird feeling to set aside the suitcase for a while. It still encases some of my stuff that I don't use anymore that I am planning to bring home when in August. I cannot believe how many clothes I have that I don't actually use. They are just excess baggage that I don't really need. So for now, they remain inside the confines of the suitcase and set aside for good.

Not just for clothes but for the stuff in our life that we do not need, we must learn to carefully choose, encase them and set them aside. If we carry these excess baggage, they will only bring us down. Remember, it will be hard to rise when heavily burdened by things you do not need.

I am Homeless.

I never ever in my entire whole life imagined that there will come a time that I will be "homeless". It is something I would imagine for those who I see on the streets of Manila, wearing gray shirt when originally it should be white, with hair equivalent to a nightmare to a hair stylist and the look of a total mess. I know I am far from that but unfortunately, it seems like I am one of them... homeless.

I just got booted out from where I live. I was supposed to be with a group of friends, however that planned did not work out for some reason God can explain. I then decided to move to this studio type apartment in QC that's so calling out my name when I first saw it. However with God's grace, it did not push through. Thus, now me being homeless.

I know this won't be for long because I declare and conspire with the forces that rule this world that soon I will live in a very nice place and I will look back at this moment in my life with a smile on my face and an understanding why it had to happen.