Saturday, April 30, 2005
Sunrise

there is nothing like dawn... with the sun just rising, and the world around you is slowly waking up... there is still a coolness in the air left over from the night before. and for that moment, the dream of possibilities is enormous. there is none of the morning hectic, the tired afternoon and sleepy nights.

i look out my window from my 10th-floor apartment, and it's just me, my cup of coffee and endless possibilities.



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Thursday, April 28, 2005
Heads up

A few months back, I used to post some of my poetry on the right sidebar. I realized that once I changed it, the past poems disappear from the blog...

That is why I decided to set up another blog, purely for my poetry. You can find it here. Feel free to drop by and dissect my inner workings.

Also, I thought I'd share this with you guys... I found this quote by a guy named Garrison Keillor (found it so appropriate):

Nothing ever bad happens to a writer - it's all material.



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Tuesday, April 26, 2005
Notice

To those following this blog (are there any?), you might have noticed that I am no longer "Lost in Hong Kong"...

I'm trying to minimize the negative vibes in my life. I refuse to be lost anymore.

p.s.
the comments link is working now so anyone who wants to give me a piece of their minds... yah, you can...



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Sunday, April 24, 2005
Gratitude day

To you...

thank you for breaking me. thank you for showing me a world that is not perfect. thank you for deeming me worthless, thus making me question my self-worth. thank you for making me feel hopelessness, giving me a want to end my life.

you did me a big favor. with everything you did and with everything that passed between us, i have learned not to take myself and my life for granted. you broke my spirit and sent me spiraling down to my lowest, you inadvertently taught me that my lowest is not the end of the world. realizing this, every fulfillment and achievement, big or small, i see now as a radiant blessing, like rain kissing the earth after a long spell of dryness.

you took away my innocence, thus taking away my ignorance. i have then learned to be guarded, avoiding mistakes naivete accompanies. i have weathered your storm and i remain standing. i now look in the mirror and see a strong woman, formidable and steadfast in its stance.

you never gave me a chance and that urged me to better myself. i still may be insignificant to you, but i now have an awareness, a kindness and humility that my seventeen-year-old self couldn't have earned otherwise. i no longer need to satisfy you, you taught me acceptance. i may never be good enough for you, but i am learning to accept myself as is... bruises, scars and beauty within.

you broke my heart and my spirit. for years, i have lived in misery and discontent. i never believed that i could truly heal. that was until today, when i offer you my gratitude. all this time, i was giving you my loathing, my anger, my hatred... then my indifference and, finally, my apologies. none was giving me the closure i needed. i finally realized that i have to end it within myself. i could not force you to do what you haven't learned yet.

you pushed me to the edge of my cliff and gave me no choice but to take that leap. i considered giving up and plunging down. it seemed so much easier, it was an option better than living with the pain you brought into my life. with darkness surrounding me, i was forced to look for light in me... my faith, which i thought i have lost.

believing in something bigger than me has set me free. God still has a plan for me and who am i to get in His way?

falling is no longer an option and that leaves one thing: learning to fly.

i am letting go of you now. you can no longer hurt me. i am done living with your shadows, there are no more monsters chasing me. i can look at myself now and marvel at how far i've come and how much more i can offer. with all that you've done to me, i learned lessons no book can teach me. i have since learned to regard myself as worthy and capable, reveling in every moment i breathe. i now know that no matter how much material things i gain, nothing is as priceless as my peace of mind and soul.

for that, i thank you. i am taking flight.



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Tuesday, April 19, 2005
The doctor is out

Sometimes I freak myself out. My mind can wander so far away from reality that I literally have to shake myself to return to the present. Lately, it's become so worse that I lose sense of time. Sometimes, I forget whether I've already done something, so I do it again only to realize that, yeah, I've already shampooed my hair twice.

It freaks me 'coz I know I need to be in the present, especially when I'm walking down the street, or helping -a- with her homework. I would sometimes debate myself on the pros and cons of spreadable butter. Signs of early dementia.

I am in serious need of adult conversation.



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Tuesday, April 12, 2005
Howling

Just saw Howl's Moving Castle... and it was okay. I still enjoyed Spirited Away more than this one though... I felt I was rushed throughout the movie and some plots weren't given enough time to develop.

The graphics, though, are amazing! Man... to imagine a world like that and put it into paper, better yet, film! I'll be looking forward to the DVD release of Howl's, that way I can really enjoy the graphics and have it English-dubbed. It's hard to enjoy when you have to read subtitles (very fast at some points) and follow the action at the same time.

Yep, no one does it better than Hayao Miyazaki!



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Friday, April 08, 2005
Desperately needing a life

Which desperate housewife am i?

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Thursday, April 07, 2005
Auto mode

I think somebody switched off my emotions this past few days. I actually feel like a machine programmed to do my daily tasks and not feel anything.

You see, -r- is on a business trip right now. He'll be gone for a week (he just came back from his two-day trip in Shenzhen) and it's just me and -a- here. I think I'm blocking all emotions or else, I'll be moping around due to lack of any adult social interaction.The conversation can only go so far with a six-year-old, you know.

It's weird that I still don't have any "real" friends here in Hong Kong. I tried befriending some of the moms in -a's- school but we don't mesh well. -r's- officemates are ok, though... we just don't hang out that often to really form a strong bond.

So now, I feel like I'm one of my Sims, with someone out there just controlling my every move. This is just so weird.



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Monday, April 04, 2005
Gosh darn it...

... the chickens were fooling around again!


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Sunday, April 03, 2005
In mourning...

Rest in peace, Karol Wojtyla.



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