Riding Through it All ...

Fengshui? Yes, Fengshui! It literally means "wind-water". Fengshui is the use of the laws of heaven and earth to help improve life. Though I do not believe in fortune telling, I believe in Fengshui. And as a matter of fact, my belief has grown remarkably over the past years, less probably because my entire family puts it on a pedestal and worships it, but more probably because I have read a couple of Fengshui books, and I have made some observations and comparisons between the events of my life predicted and those in the actual reality. And surprisingly enough, there seems to be a shocking abundance in commonalities. I believe that in life, despite how much effort is put into ensuring that everything goes in the course of the most desired direction, there are always times when life derails, mainly because of the human-related ability and management, but partly also, I believe, because of the laws of nature. Anyways, I have just subscribed to the Fengshui master by the name...

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Aging is a natural process when everything about your body gets rusty and slow. Your eyes are blurry. Your ears lose the ability to catch sound of the dropping of a ball two hundred meters away. Your nose gets congested and is deprived of its usual capacity. Your back aches to the point where resting itself against something soft and comfy is just simply heavenly. Your belly bulges at an eerie rate despite your attempt to curb its growth. Your arms and legs are no longer as agile as they used to be, and muscle pains are part of your daily complaint list. The worst part of them all is having lazy bones. You don't feel like waking up early. You put important things off. You do not want to stand up again once your butts rest on something comfortable for a while. Sent from my iPhone

It is the day when the rain comes pouring down, smashing its anger into its hard earth. It is the day when streets are way beneath the surface of the floods. It is the day when coffee shops like Browns and Gloria Jeans are packed with young pathetic shelter seekers. It is the day when something as simple and light as a bowl of piping hot Pho can warm your stomach and your soul. It is the day when I go, "Holy Shoot! I almost forget what day it is!" It is the day of someone's birthday. It is the 15th of May! ... and despite years, it is one of those days when memories comes flashing past my eyes ...

Nothing to say ... Just this!

Heart is like a remote control of your body when it comes to love. The heart skips a beat, races, and sometimes pounds so hard. You do not need a university professor holding a Phd to tell you whether you are in love because when it does one of these, you know you are falling. Heart can manipulate your brain and your body to jump into crazy routines, the kind the typical YOU would never do in a million years. But heart can be fickle too, and this is the ugly part. Since your functioning is at its finger tips, it can pump into your veins totally different sets of emotions, the annoyance, the frustration, and the like, and this is when you know you are actually falling out of love. Since heart can be a dangerous device, it is sometimes meant to be broken, and therefore, deprived of its usual manipulative capacity! People break it so that all the authority is left to the head to grasp hold of, and not the heart!

So, my broken watch is fixed!!! YAYYYYY!!! Before you go, "Dude, seriously? You seriously are going to blog about A WATCH?", I feel the need to defend myself against your prejudgment. First of all, yes, it is about a watch! But this entry sheds light, not so much on the physicality of the watch, whose appearance is, with little doubt, attractive to the point where you cannot resist laying your fingers on, but on an important lesson even a watch--a soulless, heartless, and mechanical piece of metal--can teach us, or at least, me about life and love. Well, I got hold of the watch two years ago, and it was a birthday gift from my elder brother. Radiant and sporty, the watch won my heart. The lust I had for the watch did not last long, though, and before i knew it, I started taking it for granted. I rarely rubbed its face clean with a piece of cotton or anything. I sometimes was too careless to the point where I smacked its face with hard surfaces. Though each time it hurt me, ...

1. I talk to myself once in a while, and yes, I mean, just myself! 2. I talk to my dogs as if they understood me--or maybe they really do? 3. I turn the music on in my room after work, and start dancing to anything that I hear. 4. I have a nail clipper in my car, and when the traffic gets awfully congested, i clip my nails. 5. I sometimes wear the same shirt for three days! 6. I cannot stay at home from 5pm to 7pm; I have never tried because the thought of doing so can almost literally kill me. 7. If I find a pimple on my head, I tend to be obsessed with it--i touch it very often, and i do not know why. 8. I can eat stewed beef soup with bread every morning for months and still enjoy it. 9. When i am stressed, I enjoy DRIVING, aimless driving. 10. I am a perfectionist who procrastinates, and i suffer as a result of the combination of the two.