My Cup of Tea

My humble apology did not set quite well and did not melt the stiffness that divide between the now visible barrier. So I lifted everything to God and just wait for the final judgment of my destiny. To save what is left for my system, I bushed myself with intense  household chores : scrubbing the floor, doing laundry, dragging my bed and the little wood cabinet into a different position. As if it was not enough, I buried myself into reading books until midnight then concluded the last 30 minutes listening to heartwarming songs to help me drift to sleep. Every time I am down and ready to freeze with emptiness, I seek comfort to music, from  James Ingram , to  Barry Manilow  to Serge Mendez to  Billy Ocean , sad and moving songs softly filled my spirit with its comforting melody and somehow lift the burden inside.  Well, when you are in the lowest point, it is easy to convince yourself that the world played unfairness and that you've had months of bad days and

I squirmed hardly on my bed and surprised to see the clock ticking already past 9:00 in the morning. My head seemed ready to burst with intense pain that I got up swaying on my feet. I could scarcely recognize the  yellow airmail I put in my table to ponder on the contract sent by Dorrance Publishing, I planned to make a review on it but my mind seemed not cooperating. I hardly sleep last night with so much thoughts and anxieties tousled my troubled brain. What is it again? Barely two years, I found myself trailed again in the same route, this time, I am afraid everything will never turn out good. I am bitterly hurled on the wrong side of the road already and buried me as unrepentant fool. I tried to placate, sort of humility, but it seems everything had been shut down. My tired mind seemed run out of possible actions that could pacify a boiling spirit and all I could do now is to concede defeat. But deep inside I know I didn't mean anything, just want to show some degree

Getting a good rest...and staying in my room most of the time. Though I feel better now, there are times that prickly issues reappeared in my mind like restless ghosts that there's a surging need to blurt it out to unload its monstrous effect in my system. But I am often misunderstood, viewing me as repulsive and indignant and dismissing my rant as an immature resentment of a woman deprived of whatever little piece of happiness she is incapable of achieving. But it doesn't matter to me now, at least I fired my last bullet, not to launch an assault but to release the burden that kept thudding in my mind from that unresolved squabbles. Last night, I tossed some old files from my cabinet, rearranged the stuff in my room and flipped several pages of my previous journal entries. So I re-read the content, sort of tripping-down-memory-lane. It's crazy how far I'd traveled this journey, of letting myself duped with senseless thing.  I sat back and pulled another n

Blessed Pope John Paul II Today marks the beatification of the great Pope, John Paul II, whose amazing life on earth became the source of inspiration to many people. Me, too, always drew inspiration and strength from him, praying to God and Mother Mary fervently through the late pope's intercession for most of the troubles and despair I felt in my life. I felt great after making such prayer in his name. I know how close he is to God and Mother Mary now. Watch the story of Pope John Paul II's life-Part I Part II Part III I grew up admiring his image, back in my childhood years, I thought he was God. He became my favorite world's figure and dreamed to see him in person, until one day, news of his date spread the world and made me so sad. Now, he will be raised to the altar and declared Blessed, the last step for canonization. Today, nothing more important than hearing him one day becoming a saint.

I tried watching the royal wedding yesterday at Studio 23 but it was cut due to PBA games, so I waited for the re-broadcast at The Royal Channel courtesy of the BBC news. Finally this morning, I was able to finish viewing the whole event and super enthralled with the magnificent presentation of the royalty's ancient ritual of pomp and pageantry, though less-than magnificent compared to the glittery ceremony of William's parents' wedding in 1981. The couple's public kiss on the balcony of Buckingham Palace after the ceremony. After the wedding they will be known as The Duke and Duchess of Cambridge William's wedding was not the first royal wedding I viewed via Youtube. I'd watched the video files of the weddings of Prince Charles and Lady Diana Spencer, Prince Andrew and Sarah Ferguson and Prince Edward and Sophie Rhys-Jones. But this latest royal wedding is more unique because I'd seen it live through BBC coverage, much have change for the past deca

Kate Middleton and her mother, Carole Middleton, can be compared to Sir Thomas Boleyn and his daughter Anne Boleyn. Both great schemers. But unlike the Middletons, the Boleyns were aristocrats. THE BOLEYNS During medieval period, being linked to a King or a future King is like acquiring a large Estate, it would also enhance their standing in the society, so parents pushed their daughters so hard to be near to the royals. Sir Thomas Boleyn was exactly one of them. When his two daughters, Mary and Anne, were growing up, he made it clear they would be hovering around royalty. He sent both his daughters to the French court to be trained as Ladies-in-waiting.  When Anne returned home, she became an accomplished and well-educated woman ready to become a mistress of a King. Her father and uncle, Thomas Howard, the 2nd Duke of Norfolk, moved forward to place her in the English royal court, they introduced the young Anne to the notorious King, Henry VIII. Anne first served as one

Why the wedding of Prince William and his commoner girlfriend is being sensationalized by the media as if it is the most important thing in the world that could save the world from the global crisis? Though, I  posted several entries in my ROYAL WORLD blog about their upcoming wedding, I am not totally drawn with their union, the only reason I followed the event is because Prince William is a royalty and my royal blog talks about European royalty, and it is just very logical to include his wedding event. But unlike other people, I am not fascinated with his non-aristocratic bride-to-be. I've been a royal watcher f o r nea rly 20 years now . I am one of those royalists out there who strongly opposed the inclusion of commoners into the royal fold, this personal displeasure is probably shared by most conservative royals in the European royal court.  Andrew Morton, biographer of the late Princess of Wales, Diana, said it more blatantly: "Drafting commoners into the