Don't go far off, not even for a day
Don't go far off, not even for a day,
Because I don't know how to say it - a day is long
And I will be waiting for you, as in
An empty station when the trains are
Parked off somewhere else, asleep.



I am excited to finally try out illustrated journaling.

I am excited to renovate my best friend's room.

I am excited to finish my Personal Development Plan.


One thing that I am worried about is this major catastrophe that happened there.

Please be OK.


Cute as a button

No, Im not pertaining to "Evita" the Argentine political leader.
Im talking about my neighbor's restless 2-year-old kid who I happen to adore so much.

Evita lives a house away from us. Her mom, around 18 years of age, is good friends with my Mom. They usually drop by our house during the afternoons and today was not an exception. Before Vita could even enter our humble home, you'll hear her calling out my name or mom's name. Her voice echoes as she repeatedly screams out each of our names. If she can't find me downstairs, she'll go up our spiral staircase fearlessly and raids my room. She speaks in a monotonous voice like that of a robot or android. We like to mimic her manner of speech a lot. She rummages through my things all the time, looking for anything that might interest her.

The telephone receiver inside my room caught her attention today. She kept on dialing random numbers and murmurs things we don't understand. Probably bored by common things, Vita pulled our telephone across the room like a leashed animal and continued screaming "Lapit!(Closer!)".She remained that way for like 10 minutes or so.

Sitting in front of my laptop while waiting for my pictures to finish uploading, I amused myself by watching her intently. By now she was seated on my bed, attacking the telephone mercilessly. The phone might misbehaved or something. She continued poundin the receiver to the concrete floor muttering "Stop it!" again and again. I was shocked hearing foreign words from her mouth. Until now, I still wonder what the telephone receiver did to deserve such a beating.

To keep her from completely ruining the telephone(which is not far-off as the receiver is already black-and-blue), Mom decided to give her a bar of chocolates. You shouldve seen the look on her face at the sight of chocolate. She ate chunks at a time, not at all bothering to chew the chocolate properly. She finished the entire bar in a breeze.

Evita can be annoying at times but more than that I love how she keeps me refreshed and youthful. Our household bursts to life whenever she's around. She always reminds me, that God can use ordinary people to act as fissures wherein eternity flows through. She's not just an entertainment but a source of joy to her family and mine. She is a constant reminder that God uses humble things of this world to stop me dead in my tracks and make me re-evaluate whether I am fixing my gaze on heavenly or earthly things. And I love her for that.

Got to keep an eternal perspective always
to be as blissful as Evita

The pictures here are the only decent ones I captured.
I wish to show you more but Vita refuses to stay put for a picture without being distracted by anything she sees.

Colossians 3:1 (New International Version)

1Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is seated at the right hand of God.




I promise to elaborate later.


Beloved. Sinta.

Love is waiting til we're ready, til it's right
Love is waiting

It's my caution not the cold
there's no other hand that i would rather hold
the climate changes, I'm singing for the strangers about you
don't keep time, slow the pace
Honey hold on if you can


music therapy

I have loved Plain White T's music since the day they started out.
And this entry is for them and my being a hopeless romantic.

Hey there Delilah
What's it like in New York City?
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl, tonight you look so pretty
Yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you
I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah
Don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely
Give this song another listen
Close your eyes
Listen to my voice, it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Hey there Delilah
I know times are getting hard
But just believe me, girl
Someday I'll pay the bills with this guitar
We'll have it good
We'll have the life we knew we would
My word is good

Hey there Delilah
I've got so much left to say
If every simple song I wrote to you
Would take your breath away
I'd write it all
Even more in love with me you'd fall
We'd have it all

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me

A thousand miles seems pretty far
But they've got planes and trains and cars
I'd walk to you if I had no other way
Our friends would all make fun of us
and we'll just laugh along because we know
That none of them have felt this way
Delilah I can promise you
That by the time we get through
The world will never ever be the same
And you're to blame

Hey there Delilah
You be good and don't you miss me
Two more years and you'll be done with school
And I'll be making history like I do
You'll know it's all because of you
We can do whatever we want to
Hey there Delilah here's to you
This one's for you

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me.

It was just so sweet of him to make songs for his girl.
Yea, Delilah is a real, living and breathing human being.

And this song is like the romantic version of Canon in D.
It makes me wanna run and jump in the middle of a secluded sunflower field.
Could that place be Blue Lagoon, Cloud 9, Bear Lake, Jellyfish Lake or Tres Cruces and its legendary sunrise?
Who knows? ;)

One day we will all find out.
but for tonight, I will have to stop stressing myself and trust my Maker.
and thats enough for me.