Sunday, April 01, 2012
Earth Hour
Is it just me who finds it ironic that for earth hour, some participants lighted candles? Hello, that produces carbon dioxide!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
Sydney Aquarium
One rainy day while we were exploring Circular Quay, we decided to hop on the ferry and visit the Sydney Aquarium!
So, I realized that I'm horrible at taking action shots or I need a better camera (like that would solve it). We spent a good part of the morning at the Aquarium.
I especially loved the tunnel (which I don't have a picture of) where you can see the fishies and the sharkies swimming above and around you!
Friendly dugong. Someday I will swim with them in Donsol or wherever.
Colorful fish...I only got pictures of a few because I was too busy looking. :)
Manta rays? These are two different kinds, note how the, uh, eyes and lips are different.
A picture of a ray swimming below a school of fish -- before I figured out the camera settings for low-light pictures.
Seahorse! And not just the ordinary kind. This one's leafy? weedy? ferny?
Sea turtle!
Sharks!
These dog sharks are resting on the ceiling of the aquarium tunnel (or floor, from their perspective) right where the vent causes warm (or was it cold?) water to flow into the aquarium.
I haven't been to the Manila Ocean Park. Is it anything like this?
So, I realized that I'm horrible at taking action shots or I need a better camera (like that would solve it). We spent a good part of the morning at the Aquarium.
I especially loved the tunnel (which I don't have a picture of) where you can see the fishies and the sharkies swimming above and around you!
Friendly dugong. Someday I will swim with them in Donsol or wherever.
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| Dugong |
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| Dugong |
Colorful fish...I only got pictures of a few because I was too busy looking. :)
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Manta rays? These are two different kinds, note how the, uh, eyes and lips are different.
A picture of a ray swimming below a school of fish -- before I figured out the camera settings for low-light pictures.
Seahorse! And not just the ordinary kind. This one's leafy? weedy? ferny?
Sea turtle!
Sharks!
These dog sharks are resting on the ceiling of the aquarium tunnel (or floor, from their perspective) right where the vent causes warm (or was it cold?) water to flow into the aquarium.
I haven't been to the Manila Ocean Park. Is it anything like this?
Monday, March 26, 2012
"Your blog's so depressing."
"Are you depressed?"
"No, I'm not depressed."
"Your blog's so depressing."
"Well, I'm not depressed. (Defensive much?) It's just easy for me to write depressing and sad stuff. I don't know why. Writing upbeat and lovely stories takes more effort."
"You sure you're not depressed?"
"How many times do I have to say that I'm not depressed? Well, not clinically diagnosed anyway."
"You know how they say write what about what you know? So maybe your writing's so depressing because you're depressed."
"Sweetie, I know sad. I know happy. I know contentment. Drama just comes naturally. Besides, while I'm sure a lot of people will be interested to read about tax (humblebragging), I don't think I could keep that up. Then I wouldn't have any outlet. THEN I'll be depressed."
snicker. snicker. (thanks G for this useful expression)
"No, I'm not depressed."
"Your blog's so depressing."
"Well, I'm not depressed. (Defensive much?) It's just easy for me to write depressing and sad stuff. I don't know why. Writing upbeat and lovely stories takes more effort."
"You sure you're not depressed?"
"How many times do I have to say that I'm not depressed? Well, not clinically diagnosed anyway."
"You know how they say write what about what you know? So maybe your writing's so depressing because you're depressed."
"Sweetie, I know sad. I know happy. I know contentment. Drama just comes naturally. Besides, while I'm sure a lot of people will be interested to read about tax (humblebragging), I don't think I could keep that up. Then I wouldn't have any outlet. THEN I'll be depressed."
snicker. snicker. (thanks G for this useful expression)
If we go on as we are now
I'd get used to not talking to you.
Pretty soon, I'd learn that I can live my life without you.
I will go on to live my life without you.
Maybe someday I will also realize that none of these mattered to you.
And then maybe we could go back to normal.
The way we were before I wanted more.
Pretty soon, I'd learn that I can live my life without you.
I will go on to live my life without you.
Maybe someday I will also realize that none of these mattered to you.
And then maybe we could go back to normal.
The way we were before I wanted more.
Friday, March 23, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
My soulmate died on the day I turned 18
When people ask me why I can't seem to make relationships work, I always say I TRY to make them work, it's just that something is always missing. He's not the One. And I'm not going to find the One in this lifetime because he died on my 18th birthday. I get strange looks because of this statement. Here's my story:
The day started out ordinarily enough. I had just the one class that day. A mind-numbing session of Econ 100.2 held at the auditorium, with 3 other blocks.
I remember while waiting for class, I was flirting and laughing. Because I was young and happy and had my whole life stretched out before me. I spent class alternately listening and watching the graphs being flashed on the screen and passing notes and giggling with my seatmates.
It was a normal day, until it wasn't.
I was on my way home when it happened. A sudden crushing sadness that made tears spring to my eyes. The kind where it grips your lungs and you can't breathe. If I didn't know better, I would have said that a dementor had gotten into the car with me. But it wasn't, because it wasn't cold. (Back then I didn't know about dementors anyway, Harry Potter hadn't yet made that big an impact in the Philippines).
I blinked back the tears and tried to breathe, and I wondered what had happened to me. I had no obvious reasons to suddenly feel so sad.
I wrote off the entire incident as hormones or maybe a chemical imbalance in my brain, but it has always stayed with me. Until now, I haven't felt that same level of loss as I did that day.
But since that day, I have had this empty place which nothing can seem to fill. I may be happy but there's that. Empty. Dark.
I never met him. And I don't have flashbacks of past lives bothering me. But this lifetime is really screwed up. He wasn't supposed to die. I don't know how many lifetimes it will take until all the circumstances are right for us to meet again. Because it was supposed to be this lifetime. And now I think he's lost. And I still have my whole life stretched out before me. Or lifetimes.
Until my soul finds yours.
The day started out ordinarily enough. I had just the one class that day. A mind-numbing session of Econ 100.2 held at the auditorium, with 3 other blocks.
I remember while waiting for class, I was flirting and laughing. Because I was young and happy and had my whole life stretched out before me. I spent class alternately listening and watching the graphs being flashed on the screen and passing notes and giggling with my seatmates.
It was a normal day, until it wasn't.
I was on my way home when it happened. A sudden crushing sadness that made tears spring to my eyes. The kind where it grips your lungs and you can't breathe. If I didn't know better, I would have said that a dementor had gotten into the car with me. But it wasn't, because it wasn't cold. (Back then I didn't know about dementors anyway, Harry Potter hadn't yet made that big an impact in the Philippines).
I blinked back the tears and tried to breathe, and I wondered what had happened to me. I had no obvious reasons to suddenly feel so sad.
I wrote off the entire incident as hormones or maybe a chemical imbalance in my brain, but it has always stayed with me. Until now, I haven't felt that same level of loss as I did that day.
But since that day, I have had this empty place which nothing can seem to fill. I may be happy but there's that. Empty. Dark.
I never met him. And I don't have flashbacks of past lives bothering me. But this lifetime is really screwed up. He wasn't supposed to die. I don't know how many lifetimes it will take until all the circumstances are right for us to meet again. Because it was supposed to be this lifetime. And now I think he's lost. And I still have my whole life stretched out before me. Or lifetimes.
Until my soul finds yours.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Royal Botanical Gardens
I don't have a lot of pictures here...but it was a huge place. With lovely little benches. You can sit down and admire the ocean/harbour. All the different kinds of plants and trees. It was lovely and so green. E and I enjoyed a couple of picnics in this place.
A huge tree with fantastic spreading branches. It reminded me of another tree, except this one's in real life:
How about this one. Is it lazy or has it given up? I don't know what type of tree this is. Or maybe it's an overgrown vegetable?
A huge tree with fantastic spreading branches. It reminded me of another tree, except this one's in real life:
How about this one. Is it lazy or has it given up? I don't know what type of tree this is. Or maybe it's an overgrown vegetable?
Sydney Government House
a.k.a. my dream summer house. LOL!
From the driveway, with the other tourists.
The back veranda, or was it the side?
Close-up of one of the panels
The back/side portion of the house, with the fountain.
Sadly, we didn't make it to the indoor tours. :(
From the driveway, with the other tourists.
The back veranda, or was it the side?
Close-up of one of the panels
The back/side portion of the house, with the fountain.
Sadly, we didn't make it to the indoor tours. :(
Monday, March 12, 2012
Sunday, March 11, 2012
I've got my head in the clouds
Because I need to forget about real life for a while...
Somewhere along SCTEX:
In front of Clarkfield, Pampanga's Nayon Pilipino:
Heh.
Somewhere along SCTEX:
In front of Clarkfield, Pampanga's Nayon Pilipino:
Heh.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Healing
What my horoscope says for today:
F*ck you f*ck you f*ck you.
And for the last time, f*ck you.
For anything to heal, certain circumstances must be created. Healing can only take place in particular environments and enough time and patience need to be given for something to heal properly. You appear to be in a process of healing now in some way. You are adjusting to a new set of circumstances that probably aren't easy to adjust to at this early stage. Before this month is through, you will be very aware of how much better an awkward situation has become. http://www.freehoroscopesastrology.com/I'm glad my horoscope agrees with what I'm setting out to do.
F*ck you f*ck you f*ck you.
And for the last time, f*ck you.
I should, no?
This is the last time you will hurt me. It was a long time coming but hey, sometimes I hold on for all the wrong reasons.
I need something to make this quick and painless. I hope I can just remove you from my life with the precision of a surgical strike (I'm mixing up my metaphors or something).
Lines drawn. Give me the strength to never cross it.
I need something to make this quick and painless. I hope I can just remove you from my life with the precision of a surgical strike (I'm mixing up my metaphors or something).
Lines drawn. Give me the strength to never cross it.
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