The law of attraction

I think the reason why I've been pissed off lately and been having so many bad days is that I keep talking negatively. I know it's okay to rant about stuff that gets to you, but I guess if you do it all the time, you just attract even more bad energy.

A wake up call was when a friend of mine told me that he thought I should speak only of good things about the person that makes me feel bad. That way, that person will eventually make me feel good. It's hard and must be the most challenging thing in the world to do but I'm going to give it a shot. He also told me that God put that person in that person's position and me in mine for a reason. I don't mean to be preachy or anything like that, but having some quiet time and talking to Him the past few days have helped a lot. Maybe that's why I've been having better days, too.

So I will think of the good things and the good things will come back to me. (:


The piemaker knows everything

Pushing Daisies is a "forensic fairy tale" that focuses on Ned, a piemaker with a mysterious ability to make the dead live again. The gift is not without its complications, however: if he touches this being a second time, they'll be dead permanently. If they live for more than 60 seconds, somebody else nearby will die. (Quote: "It's a random proximity thing"). It's a gift that he puts in good use to help a private investigator friend, Emerson Cod and his childhood sweetheart, the once-dead Charlotte "Chuck" Charles. —from Wikipedia

Another new series to add to my growing list of downloadables. I love it. It's such a charming show. And I love the narration. I love that he makes pies. I love that his first kiss isn't pretty at first look, but beautiful by the end of the pilot. ♥ Wait for the scene when they "hold hands."

I think my dreams

have started coming true.



Last I Checked, Yeah.

Hilarious. Roch and I are spending our Sunday night, checking out the Candy Multiply account. From 812 pending invites at around 3 hours ago, maybe, we're down to 289 invites. Hahaha!

And yes, we're both HUMAN! Kthxbye.


Time space warp, ngayon din!

The best fair you'll ever go to. (; If you're in high school, or want to relive high school (ha ha), drop by the NBC Tent this Saturday with your September ish of Candy. It's going to be loads of fun!


I Dreamed a Dream

I had the strangest dream ever. I don't want to elaborate, but I have a feeling it's because of my disappointments at work lately. You know it's something big because my job has nothing been short of stellar since I started.

Googled what dreaming about the office means:

To dream of your work office, indicates that you cannot seem to leave your work at the office. You may be overworked or have too much on your mind. Alternatively, it symbolizes your status, accomplishments and your place in the world.
— Office entry from the Dream Dictionary here

I remember waking up feeling so terrible because the dream had something to do with everyone on the team (not my "peeps," who I love dearly) being against me. ): Nobody had my back and it was "me against the world." I'm not really sure what that means, but I've always believed that dreams are the opposite of reality.

It just worries me that whenever I do remember my dreams upon waking (I usually wake up with no recollection of what I was thinking of in my sleep.), it's always something bad or weird. /:

Guess who's back?


Note to self: Breathe.

I am blessed to be able to witness such small surprises and tiny treasures in my life.

Everyday I try to teach myself to let go of all the "bad" things in my life. To just take a deep breath and let it go. But most of the time, when I'm stressed or feeling out of my element, I catch myself with tears welling in my eyes. It happened again this week, in front of my computer at work. But I took a deep breath, shook my head as if to wake myself up, and went on as if nothing had happened. Until someone noticed and asked if I was okay. After which followed this line: "At the end of the day, it's just work."

And it scared me because for a moment, I thought that it was all I had at the end of the day. Then, the weekend comes and I'm reminded of the wonderful life that I have in my family, my friends, and my passions.

There is more to my life than just work after all.


Drier than usual

Dear Diary,

I baked cookies today. They were not my usual fare of chocolate chip cookies. There was banana, peanut butter, and walnuts. I should've skipped the additional 2/3 cup of flour since my butter was barely a cup. I ended up with not-chewy cookies. They were more cakey than anything, but I must admit they were still pretty good. I should've added one more banana because you can barely taste it in this batch. I guess I put too much PB and too little banana. I can't wait `til next weekend so I can re-do this recipe and come up with chewy cookies.


Don't forget to always stock up on unsalted butter. One block per recipe!

Simple Pleasures

♥ my mobile Tamagotchi named Pupu
♥ an accomplished assigned article
♥ an out-of-town trip
♥ another baking spree (to try, PB and Nutella cookies!)
♥ instant chicken pandan (just fry and you have instant ulam!)
♥ a trip to the salon
♥ chatting with my best friends scattered all over the world late at night (:

Oh, how I love the Internet.