crane

life isnt always what we wanted

most of the time, life ih never been fair

we get what we wish ever not to have, yet that is what we get

we end up questioning if we really do deserve such

but answers are just way beyond our means.

then we become lonely and sad, thinking life is really cruel, infact harsh

life indeed is, but still life is what we make it.

we can actually get what we wnat in life.

beleive in karma; you get what you give

or say, you’ll rip what u sow

its two different qoutes, but share the same implication.

be good to others, and others will be good to you;

be tough to others, and they’d be tough on you

worthy you, if u happen to hit on a weakling ofr they cannot fight back

but mind you, not all those who seem weak, are really what you think they are.

as a saying goes, dont judge the book by its cover, for some are just small but terrible. be careful with how you deal with life, it could hit u back, badly!

qouting a state from my favorite poe "desiderata", " speak ur truth clearly…. and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant, they too have their stories"

"do not compare ur self with other, you may become vain and bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself"

these are just but exerpts from the said poem, but if you ponder on it, it could teach you more about life.

we are created to be highly sociable beings, let us be, and be civil about it.

life will then be all so well

take it from me, i just ahad it, just learned my lesson…..

"waitress", i hailed in time to fill my grumbling tummy. i just gotten inside the mall to take my meal. had been hungry even when i was still hearing the mass, my regular sunday obligation. there you see different facies of people. some facies of content, of happiness, of loneliness, but the funny yet a fact, is that u see people falling asleep in the middle of the mass. i wouldnt want to sound like a hippocrite, i myself do sometime feel sleepy while hearing the priest’s sermon! well, this sunday wasnt that special aside from my sunday encouters with my creator. i go to him to thank him for all htat has transpired from the previous week, especially for the blessing that i’ve received, for my family and friends and for this life he has lent me, but most importantly, for all the trials he has sent along my way. trials which other people may take as a curse, but to me, it is a blessing!

not long then, i saw a waitress heading to my table, she handed me a menu and patiently waited for me to pick my choice of meal. "one regu’alata napolenata and a bottle of mineral water pls. and oh, pls give me some olive oil and balsamic vinaigrette for the garlic breads" i ordered with a smile. "would that be all, sir" the waitress asked politely with a smile. "yes" i replied. "that would be all fo now. thank you…" she then repeated my order to confirm and immediately left to forward my order to the kitchen for the chef o prepare. the resto was a cozy small place inside the mall; authentic wood furnitures, and well combined with few yellow light bulbs that gives accent to the room. as i waited for my meal, i was left iwth a blank thought. nothing specific was on my mind. anything would just pop in. there is a thought of what to study after my meal, what possible questions might come up in tomorows exams, and if i should head directly to my usual study place, the bigbucks coffeshop. oh, did i mention what im into? its in my profile, anyway, to save u the hastle, im a medicine student, ambitious one to become a cardiovascular surgeon, and i do have lots of exams almost everyday, thats the reason why i was stating about exams few lines back. well, just a thought.

inside the resto, most tables were filled with foreigners, and just a few locals. and if there are any, other than me who is alone, they are mostly in a company of an alien.

10 mins have passed, my food was then served. the palatable aroma of my order filled the atmosphere that clouded my space. my salivary glands suddenly became active and i could fill my mouth starting to get filled with its secretions. "yum!" i mumbled. i started mixing the vinaigrette ang the olive oil and deligently spreading some butter on my toast. took the slice into two and dipped the first half to the vinaigrette and had my first munch! i finished all four slices, and feeling satisfie, i strated hitting on my meal, my "rugu’alata napolenata". i savored everything in my plate and ended in contentment and satisfaction. and in a very filipino way, a great meal usually ends up with a "burp"! "burp! excuse me", i mused! looking around, i searched for the waitress and called up my bill, and the soonest that i settled my account, i left the place so greatful for having had a good fill. i thought im gonna leave the mall right then and head to study, but i was wrong. i ended up here in a cafe, checking my emails and friendster, and actually made this blog!……

07-17-05 (idea italia/netopia, ayala center, cebu city…)