Holding Hands

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Petronas Towers in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia.
I took this photo last May 2010.

This truly is a sight to behold.
No amount of words or camera technology can really capture the majesty of this man-made structure. To be able to visit and catch a glimpse of the towers is really an experience that does not only marvel the eyes, but also awakens so many emotions. It really is an art.

Weekly Photo Challenge: Color (Colors of Southeast Asia)

**This post is in response to: WEEKLY PHOTO CHALLENGE: COLOR.

I’ve been failing to catch up on Daily Prompts.
I don’t know if it’s the topics… or my laziness… or both.

I’m stuck.
I’m tired.
I’m uninspired.

I’m a roller coaster of emotions lately.
Swinging from one mood to another.

Okay. This is not something new.
I am a roller coaster of emotions ALL THE TIME.
And being away from my family and closest friends is driving my sanity one block away from cuckoo-ville.

Wait a minute.
Shouldn’t I be already used to this? Being alone?
I am. I totally am.

It’s just that there’s so many changes in my life lately that my being alone right now is kinda adding to the “losing it” drama. Or maybe this is just PMS. I don’t know.

ANYWAY…

I’ve also missed last week’s Photo Challenge
I’m just not the type of person that usually takes (or remembers to take) photos in general.
But I promise to make up for that. I just have to remember to take a picture every hour for a day!

Ugh.

I can do this.
I just wish I can turn down the emo a notch.

Stuck

Soda Diaries: Finally!

Finally, I drank soda after 55 days of abstaining from it.

I got a 1.5L bottle.
(instagrammed it immediately, of course!)

After 55 days… 😀

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Don’t worry! I didn’t finish the entire bottle.
I just downed one glass.
And honestly, I’m all set.

Maybe it’s because I am more of a soda-in-can kind of drinker (yes, there’s a difference in the taste depending on the container. Trust me. We addicts can tell! And the ones in cans are my favorites!) , but I am actually not craving for soda that much anymore.

Well, okay. I missed its taste and “kick”!
But now I know, I can resist giving in to it unlike before.
Now I know, I can live not getting to drink it at least once a day unlike before.
I now have the will!

I open the fridge.
I see a bottle of soda… and I grab the bottle of water instead.
I pat myself on the back.

Talk about change. 🙂

The Transporter

Nothing transports me back to my past better than smelling something familiar.

A whiff of a former love/crush’s cologne.
A barbecue aroma in the center of my college quad.
A smoker’s breath after finishing a stick.

My memory is always strongly guided by my sense of smell, which in turn also heightens my sense of taste. This has been the culprit for me craving food occasionally from a certain fast food chain.

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Getting to smell Jollibee’s Chickenjoy (a meal consisting of fried chicken with rice and gravy) instantly transports me back to my childhood. And getting to finally taste it again will flood me with different stories to tell involving the family, major childhood events, and chickenjoy.

So, no matter how I seem to think I’m fed up of eating it, one smell and I’m already coming back for more. I know I’m not the only one alone in this. Ask Filipinos who were raised in the Philippines, girl or boy, rich or poor, we all have our own Jollibee and chickenjoy stories. And even kids today, they still continue to create their stories with the store and food.

**This post is not a paid ad or anything. This is in response to Daily Prompt: The Transporter.

Escape!

In my time and age, there seems to be only one thing I always (I mean ALWAYS) escape from.
And this is WORK.

Well, not directly.
More of like: the “corporate world” and “IT services”.
The demand of always needing to be able to deliver with speed and quality.
High quality products, speedy delivery… but all with a low-cost.
Now, how the hell do you do that without ending up being like a zombie and feeling like a slave?

Anyway, I am lucky with the company I’m now in because the demand for the three things I mentioned above is still not that highly realized and asked for. The culture and environment are still humane and not that stressful. Just the right kind and amount of stress. Good stress.

Good or bad stress, I have found myself a few escape routes from these harsh realities of globalization and capitalism. Some have no planning needed at all to execute, has immediate effects, but wears off easily. While some require added patience and careful strategies but are instant uppers and have effects of escape that lasts longer.

1. Travel

Yup! Nothing beats literally escaping from the physical place where you feel stressed and worn out. This makes you feel like entering a new kind of reality. Also, getting to experience, eat, see and learn new things from travelling is like a breather for the brain, the eyes, tummies and taste buds. The experience will leave you with days and weeks of something new to talk about and a lifetime of memories to treasure.

2. Theater

Aah, yes. Getting to see theater plays is like a safe haven for me. A new dimension and a new sense of learning. In every show I see (even though some shows I’ve seen many times or already memorized the soundtrack), I get to discover a whole different perspective and awakening. Awakening, not only of the mind, but also of the emotions. Perfect escape from the same-old cycle of emotions that working for a corporation has to offer. Watching theater shows (especially musicals) will leave me smiling, dazed, and on a high for at least a week after seeing it. Though, the thought of getting to see a show already gets me distracted and hyper all the same.

3. Movies and TV shows

Just like theater, movies and TV shows are major forms of escape for me. A movie can leave me all cried up or laughing or whatever. Even seeing trailers of films will make me forget momentarily the pains of getting up to work the next day. TV shows, however, are like different mini realities for me. Especially now, with so many good shows to watch out for… I have become overwhelmed. But grateful all the same for their existence.

An actual (sad?) story of Escape:
I remember this one time when I was still with my previous company, I was so low and worn out that I plunged into a mild depression (I guess it was only mild. haha). I didn’t go to work for a week. I didn’t change my clothes for a week (and yes, didn’t take a bath for a week!). I ate only once a day for seven days. I did not speak to anyone. And all this time, I was in front of the tube and saw all six seasons of Entourage.

4. Blogging, online courses, and reading

Getting to learn new things is one big escape for me. Especially when the subject are totally different from each other. I love getting to learn these things from self-studying, signing up at online courses, reading blogs and books… I even enrolled and got credits for a Master’s degree (Don’t ask! haha). Also, sharing my thoughts, curiosity and realizations from these learnings are equal escapes for me. So blogging, tweeting, and researching more and more are temporary breaks from the twilight zone that is work.

5. MUSIC

There is not an escape more fast and effective for me than listening to music. It has long been proven. One negative vibe or cluttered mind? I pop earphones in both my ears, have the volume on full blast, then fire the beat, worries and stress away!

This post is in response to Daily Prompt: Escape!.

Soda Diaries: 49 days

Oh yes. I’m way past my pledged no-soda day!
It’s been 4 days since I passed The Soda Challenge deadline and I still haven’t drank one drop.
It’s not that I don’t crave it. Because I really really do!

I am actually scared.
I am scared that once I start drinking again, I will be drowning myself with it yet again.

I am also scared for my kidneys now.
Just a month ago, I would’ve just brushed aside all health worries.
But hearing dialysis stories from friends (one friend has a sister that goes to dialysis twice a week indefinitely, and another friend who’s a nurse that’s assigned to help perform dialysis to patients), I got spooked… Because I know that that will be one possible future for me if I don’t control my soda drinking and don’t start drinking more water.

So what about my “No day but Today” mantra?
Okay. I am still living for the day. I believe so.
I don’t mean to not drink sodas ever.
Maybe now I should just add the mantra:
“Too much of one thing is bad.”
So everything should be in moderation.

Don’t hold yourself back.
Seize the day in moderation.
In this way, you can start living your present to the fullest but not being to dumb enough to acknowledge that the future is inevitable. Also, you’ll be able to seize every moment that the future present brings.

Confusing?
Such is life. 🙂

*sigh*

Hopefully the next soda diary entry will be about me getting to drink soda once again.
*fingers crossed*

Al Amanecer

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Quote source: Sunrise from In the Heights
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