Thursday, December 20, 2007

Anxious

So anxious with something deep inside, oh God help me to understand the thing that's beyond my control.

I kept myself busy to forget some thudding underneath, hope the coming Christmas will give me so much joy and contentment.

Monday, December 17, 2007

Talking about my Favorite topic hehe!

Taking a break from writing diary...

A royal thing ^___^

Currently, there are only ten European royal houses that exist: Belgium, Denmark, Great Britain, Liechtenstein, Luxembourg, Monaco, Norway, Spain, Sweden and the Netherlands. Other royal houses were abolished in the second world war when communists overtook the government and the monarchs were forced to abdicate. Greece retained its monarchy status until 1969 when King Constantine II was forced to leave the country by the military Junta, the monarchy was abolished in 1973.

Among these former monarchies, only three previous rulers are still alive until today. King Michael of Romania, Tsar Simeon II of Bulgaria and King Constantine II of Greece who now lives in London with his wife Queen Anna Marie (sister of Queen Margrethe II of Denmark). Constantine, is a brother of Queen Sophia of Spain and the closest cousin of Prince Charles. As descendants of Queen Victoria, they are all listed in the line of succession to the British throne with King Michael being the nearest because he is a great grandson of Victoria's second son, Prince Alfred, the Duke of Edinburgh.

Sunday, December 16, 2007

Early Dawn Mass

Happy to establish a good friendship with someone. I always admire him because of his very prim personality. He's very intelligent too! I adored guys who are really smart and intelligent, I am in great awe with them!

Tomorrow morning is the first Early Dawn Mass, very excited to wake up and attend the mass even if I will going to walk in the street alone. I am not afraid of any bad elements anyway because Bonifacio street is so safe.

I am determined to complete the nine novenas this year. Good luck to me haha!

Wednesday, December 12, 2007

Wonderful Time of the Year

Christmas is in the Air!! Excited to attend the Early Dawn Mass at the Cathedral. I can't wait to wake up each morning and go to the church hehe!

Sad to say, I'll not be returning home to Surigao this holiday season because I am currently saving so hard for our Retreat in Baguio next year. But I will be sending money for my parents to spend on Christmas.

Haaay! So many anxieties, so many tension. Felt so restless in the office, don't know what is it, a certain emotion perhaps, errrrr!!!

Hope to find answers to many questions...

Sunday, December 9, 2007

The Year that was...


HIGHLIGHTS OF MY YEARS 2004-2006

MY YEAR 2006

Two Thousand Six. I was bubbly, vibrant and full of great anticipation for the best outcome.

New hope, new beginnings, new start. It seemed everything was perfect. I made a return to my old job which I missed terribly. My hands were full of expectations and excitement. I was able to unite with my old friends and had a wonderful reunion. I also had a great crush working at Sun Cellular, hahaha!Oh such a very foolish feeling then I found out he has a live-in partner, Arrgggh! So the emotion died a natural death hehe!

 I celebrated my birthday with two of my good friends, Lorna Borja and Mhai-mhai Pesadas, at Kuya Ed because there's a package called "free birthday treat for the celebrant" so I was able to save, hehehe!

After living several months with a relative somewhere in Maa, I decided to move to a rented room near the school I worked.  I lived in a room with three other occupants and I became closed to them, I got to know lots of people, met new friends and wished that my life would tell a different story this time.

I continued writing and reading books. I created the initial plot of the Queen Consort during this time, but neglected it for the next years because I still need additional research to accurately work on it.

I went home in December for the Christmas holiday because I did not return home in 2005. It was a wonderful holiday celebration with my family in the province, I was able to eat foods not usually found in the city. We had a reunion, then visited some of my high school friends and spent quality time with them. 

MY YEAR 2005


A very agonizing year for me. So many sad events happened, so many frustrating circumstances occurred.

Two Thousand five was the year I lost some of the most important people I adored and loved.

In January, my paternal grandmother suffered a bad fall and had a hip fracture, she was 97 years old and despite her frail body she still sufficient energy to move around. She would love to talk, love to read books (in her lifetime she never wore eyeglass, she had a fantastic eyesight until her death), love to share stories from her younger days. What amazed me was her ability to recall significant events in her life, at her ripe age she had a terrific memory.

My grandmother was a woman of deep faith in God, she had served the Catholic church as mother’s butler for most of her life and part of the Apostolada group,she prayed the rosary everyday, novena and never missed Sunday masses. Her intense devotion to the Catholic faith influenced all of us in the family and her passion in serving the parish was inherited by my father and my uncle who are both Lay Ministers in our home town.

During this time, my grandmother, once very active and strong-willed now needed a support to walk and even going to the batroom. There were nights that I would go to her room and talked to her, she still managed to throw some smile and humor, but clearly, she was already suffering hard.

My grandmother was transferred to my uncle’s house by March. My father visited there frequently and he would update us about grandma’s condition. One day she would feel better, the other day would not.

Towards the end of this month, sad news about the deteriorating health condition due to some illness of Pope John Paul II was also broadcasted on television. It sent a terrible blow to my heart since he was my favorite and would often pray hard to let me allow one day to see him.

I kept praying for the Pope’s condition, asking God to let him live longer for the sake of mankind. But on the 2nd of April, devastating news of his death hit the world like thunderstorm. What made it so unforgettable was, it happened on my birthday (though April 2 in Europe the date of his passing was at the early dawn of April 3 in Philippine time).

The news was relayed to us by our Parish priest on the 3rd day of April during a Sunday morning mass. I tried to appear calm and cool but my throat began to constrict with emotions and tears. I cried when I reached my room. I watched his funeral on TV.

Another news on royalty made me upset. Prince Rainier III of Monaco died on April 5 after a lingering illness and his only son ascended the throne as Prince Albert II. Elsewhere in Europe, Prince Charles of England married his long time mistress, Camilla Parker-Bowles which pissed me off.

Back home, another terrible agony swarmed in my already devastated emotion.

My grandmother died in the morning of May 5. It was the most upsetting moment of my life. Though at her age (98 years old) we were already expecting this would eventually happen, her demise was still agonizing. I cried as if I never cried in my whole life. In the past decades since birth that I became very close with my grandmother, I must admit there were times that we couldn’t get along. One root of this misunderstanding was her obvious favoritism to my cousins that would lead sometimes to competition. 

Weeks after her funeral, my father’s blood pressure rose to unimaginable level, we rushed him into the hospital but several days later the doctor advised us to bring him to Davao City and because the hospital in the province is a government run, the doctor recommended DMC, but I and my mother were hesitant to bring him there because of the unimpressive service of this hospital. I wasn't mistaken, when we reached at this damn hospital we experienced a very rude service so we moved to a private hospital.

By December, I moved back to the city for good. I first helped my friend run a beauty shop at the mall. Several months later I moved back to UIC.

MY YEAR 2004

Two Thousand and Four. Another milestone....

After spending two years in the province, turning down two job opportunities (one in a rural bank and one in a government office) I decided to go back to the city.

My parents thought I was mad for refusing two wonderful jobs, but I felt life would be totally miserable if I would remain in a remote place where luck equates madness.

Traveling back to the city gave me hope and freedom. It felt as though my spirit had a total make-over and my self-esteem regained its lost magic. A former colleague and good friend, Helen Montero, was generous enough to welcome me into her home. Finally, I landed a job in a travel placement company with a boss I often described as impossibly arrogant and ruthless, less than two months later, I quit.

I spent Valentine's Day with my former colleagues in UIC, dining until the wee hours. It was truly liberating, we hopped from one restaurant to another. Then came April. The month I dreadfully described as revolting. It was not a pleasing month, oh, not when I saw my age breathe a new era.

I ended up going home. But we had a fantastic Christmas and New Year celebration in the house.