*knock on wood again*

This entry is probably a conjuction of the entry *knock on wood* - http://secret--lover.blogspot.com/2009/08/knock-on-wood.html

Prologue: Search Google for these strings to know more media details of this entry: "typhoon ondoy ketsana philippines manila september 26"
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Last Saturday, alot of lives were lost. Properties, crops, homes, and people's lives were destroyed at that fateful day. Thousands of families displaced, children have been missing. At the height of the calamity, some stood brave, some cowered inside their homes. But nonetheless, almost all were humbled by the unusually mighty storm, and we all knew what was going to happen when the aftermath comes - disaster in epic proportions.

I was one of those millions of people who got threatened by the calamity. I am very lucky to be here typing and updating my blog, and I thank God for giving me this chance to continue my life, and for keeping my family and community intact. I also thank Him for saving alot of people with his modern day heroes as His instruments (including an eighteen year old boy who saved more than thirty people, but couldn't save himself - see link below). I just wished they could have saved everybody.

Life is not exclusively about waking everyday, having your meals, going to work or school, being with your loved ones, and everything else that people normally do everyday. It is also not only about the past, how you have lived your life, your achievements, your embarassments, etc. It is also about the future, the direction you are taking, the dreams and especially the missions, whether they are long term or short term.

I am very concerned to those people who has lost their lives - who are going to be the people who will carry on to their missions? Who will continue catching their dreams? I perfectly understand that in most circumstances, it is virtually impossible to carry on a person's mission who just passed away. But that would be really unjust - you were sent here in this world for a purpose, and no one can fulfill that purpose if you died without fulfilling that purpose.

Especially that eighteen year old boy. As a young man, I am very sure he had a lot of dreams to chase. He had his own missions. But at that very moment, he stood still and thought of his fellowmen's lives first before his own. Before his dreams. Before his life mission. He helped more than thirty lives to go on and continue living and chasing dreams, for the cost of his own. Who will continue his legacy?

I thank God and the heavens above for giving me this chance on seeing the calm after the storm, for enduring the calamity and live to tell the tale about it. But most importantly, for helping me continue the mission this blog is all about, along with my dreams. I'd still want to chase my dreams, eventhough they seem unreachable. And I still want to live the day that I look at her face, telling her how much I am feeling for her, even if that would be the last day I'd be living.

Now that there are two incoming typhoons in the country. We better brace ourselves for these, and pray that they will not be as desctructive as the previous one.

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The story about the eighteen year old boy - http://www.theage.com.au/world/philippine-man-loses-own-life-after-saving-30-20090928-g8o4.html

Facets of My Life

I hope it gets interesting for the readers to wonder who I really am in the flesh, especially to those who have followed my blog through the months. If you guys still do follow this, I hope I could personally thank all of you. :)

Have you ever wondered that someone within your world may be living a double life now? Not that I am saying that only a few like me are doing something like this. But there may be people right under our noses who try to sneak in the world with a different...anonymous identity.

In the real world, I wake up everyday, get ready for work and work my ass off in the office. I have my meals with colleagues or alone, do my stuff. On weekends I pretty much hang around with friends or bum in the house. Pretty much a normal guy would do. And it has been a cycle.

In this other facet of my life, I come in as a totally anonymous guy, with a lot of things to say, mainly about this certain girl and my memories of her. I have been trying to sort my thought of her out into blog entries - I'd say most of them are so beautiful because they came straight from my heart. I thought my blog would catch zero attention, but so far, it caught the attention of few but very nice people.

I had been wishing this thing that I have been doing would help me silently scream my heart out to random people, just to ease the pain of having so much feelings for someone very unreachable. So far, I have been loving the feeling that there are people who would take time to read this blog and listen to the stories of a total stranger. In return, I read and listen to what they have to say and give my two cents to them. Cyber friends? I am hoping so.

Relating these two facets of my life, only one person in the world can connect these two - meaning this person and I know the identity of each other, and we just met right here in blogspot. But for the rest of the world, you can wonder that I may be your friend just sitting right beside you while you read this, or I may be your colleague that always seem to be thinking deeply, or your own brother. I may be that random guy you saw drinking with some buddies in a bar nearby. I may be that barista who served you the coffee you ordered last weekend in a small coffee shop. I may be anybody to you who fits the description of a male yuppy.

With this very short entry of mine comes along a very good lesson: People come in different shapes in sizes, but they are not always seem as how they appear, as all of us I believe, have our own burdens whether we choose to keep or to let out to others. If these people share to you their hearts and tell you their stories, listen to them. Don't ever make a crap out of them. You'd never know the true person behind the one who's sharing a part of himself/herself to you.

Again, for those few who still follow my blog, I send you my warmest gratitude.

P5: "Looking forward for tomorrow..."

Deliberately skipping the fourth entry...
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This entry was basically written, in the timeline sense, in parallel to the sixth paragraph of the entry Blurry -> http://secret--lover.blogspot.com/2009/07/blurry.html. But I will go to more detail in this entry.

Do you guys know the feelings of looking forward to meet your childhood crush, and you know you're going to meet her really soon? You try to imagine and visualise what you two will be doing as soon as you are in each other's presence. That's pretty much how I was feeling before seeing her that time, but she wasn't my cihldhood crush.

Looking forward in seeing her was something I was carrying along in my heart. I would always think of her, imagining her voice in my head. It was crazy I say.

Too bad I couldn't see myself on how my eyes sparkled when I saw her again. I must have been so dazzled and so stunned by her sight. Those little eyes of hers just hit me right to my heart. But no dazzle could stop me from taking an opportunity of having a great day with her. I sat beside her and took a few pictures of us.

We did some stuff, basically playfully embarassing ourselves in front of people. But I didn't mind; I knew she didn't too. We were like two kids walking and enjoying themselves around, without parents to watch over us.

Now, try to imagine the feeling of ending the day and spending it with her, and you may have not done some of the things you visualised earlier, but still you did enjoy it with her. That's pretty much how I was feeling after that day being with her.

After a fun filled day with her, I really felt high. Being with her was so much fun after not seeing her for several days. I really enjoyed that day, and I am sure, she did too. I was so high, I took out the prequel and made this entry.

At the back of my mind, I was already aware of the tight schedule we had. I wished not to waste much time while we still had it. That day ended, with me looking forward for tomorrow.