All posts by Reah Padla

Me On Ice

The last time I stepped on ice was more than 2 years ago with Sharm and Karen. I don’t remember much of that last two hours. All I could remember was I was perspiring despite the coolness inside the rink.

Last time I checked, my unused ice skating shoes were dirty. How I wish I can wear ’em again and glide on ice.

I’ve just seen Stars on Ice on TV and felt envious of the contestants. When Megamall first opened the skating rink for public use, I remember bugging my parents to enrol me in skating lessons. But it was too expensive then, so i just accepted the fact that I can’t and convinced myself that I can never be like them pretty girls and boys on ice.

But what do you know…I took lessons when I entered college. Haha! Good thing Megamall Ice Skating Rink opened its doors to UP students. Yes…I took ICE SKATING as my PE. I took two levels. For 2 sems, I was enjoying my time in ice every week. Once…even thrice a week. And sometimes, I’d be on ice for 5 straight hours!

I have my own ice skating shoes.I still have the pair with me. I once thought of selling them when I was broke but I didn’t for sentimental reasons. It was mine and I don’t want anyone beside me to use it…(damot no?).

And believe it or not, if only I accepted one of the coaches’ offer to join the Women’s Hockey team..I’d be one tough hockey player by now..just like Sharm. Teehee. I forgot the name of the coach, but he approached me casually if I wanted to join. It was only then that the skating  management was forming a women’s team and he noticed me. Was I that good? I don’t know. Maybe he saw how much time I spent there, with the shoes and all..or maybe the fact that I’ve been spending much time and money there. So what happened? I didn’t join because of the expenses. Training was free but I had to buy my own gears. Imagine that? New pair of hockey shoes? The sticks? Helmet…etc. I knew then that we couldn’t afford that. Haha. But if we could…maybe just maybe….

I miss my time on ice. I don’t know how much 2 hours on ice would now cost me. I’d like to try the rink on MOA. I’ve been asking Josh to try it with me but he doesn’t want to. I asked my brother but he doesn’t want to go with me. Pffft.

I don”t know when’ll be the next time I’d feel the cool wind on my face…glide…then fall. Do the turns…and the super low jumps I can do. I don’t even remember how to do them. I guess..it’s only when I step on ice that I’d be able to remember what I know.

So..sino gusto sumama sa kin? 😛

Waiting In Vain

Why is it that waiting have to be so difficult?

The adage ‘Patience is a virtue’ seems to be a far possibility for me.

You wait…and wait…for nothing.

Every night…I cry myself to sleep.

Really.

For reasons I know not.

God. Help me.

As I take the Cross…and follow…lead me.

Take up the Cross I am so finding hard to carry.

One of these days…I might just…

might just give up….

give up…

will.no.will. not. will not give up.

Every night, I cry myself to sleep.

Every night, I cry myself to sleep.

Every night, I cry myself to sleep.

every night..every single night…

I dread the time when I have to lie on my bed…because that means I’ll have to cry some more.

When loneliness sets in…I just turn to God.

Turn to God….and still…wait.

HATE LATE?

I just finished my last slice for the night.

Because my loneliness came with extreme craving for pizza, I decided to order again from Pizza Hut. Finally! Lsst week, I tried ordering online but didn’t receive a return call from any of their representatives so I called 8-McDo instead. My brother dared me that I won’t buy tonight but since the kids were excited when I told them I’m gonna order …I called 9111111 and ordered one family size Cheesy Bacon and a bottle of Pepsi plus the free Pepperoni Pizza. I have to make use of the PalmCard before it expires. :p

Open the box already!!!
My cousins Juju and Etoy both excited to have their slice
Only 7 slices left….

So good..that I forgot that I have work to do and am way past my deadline.
Pfffft.

One of these days, I’m gonna sue every pizza company in the Philippines because of their effects on me and my family. Ha!

I Want a Kenneth Jay Lane

First learned about this from my friend Kookie. She sells fruity necklaces and I managed to buy two: strawberry and the other one an apple. But I still can’t get over the original.

This…

Kenneth Jay Lane Strawberry Necklace

 

I have long gotten tired of accessories. I, one day, felt am a bit too old for all the kikayan. But you know, once a kikay, always a kikay. Haha. So I am desperately wanting to buy this Kenneth Jay Lane. Costs about a hundred dollars. I wouldn’t dare spend on this but I am hoping one good soul would purchase this for me. Nope. I’m not expecting Joshie to buy me but a friend on the other side of the world. :p

And hey, I just bought a Custo Barcelona sling bag that I absolutely adore. :p

(Just don’t tell my boyfriend that I’m back to my old ways…Hehe.)

Me Bum ‘Til When

I am now on my 3rd week of being a bum. I must say I am enjoying every minute of it. Well, except for the heat. We have no airconditioning so I have to do with electric fans and the windows wide open. And of course, the 2 baths a day and frequent change of clothes.

My days are ordinary. I’d wake up at around 7 or 8 am. Time alone with God. Text Joshie. Eat breakfast. Clean the house. Do some errands like go to the bank or to the grocery. Bathe my cousin Julliana. Have lunch. Do whatever chores. Then go online from 4pm to 12 am.

It is no secret that I am doing some freelance. I am working at home and I need to be contactable at those hours. I am currently enjoying what I am doing but I don’t know ’til when I’ll be having this job. Lately I’ve been thinking what if my boss suddenly decides that he won’t need me anymore. That would leave me jobless…a true blue bum without any money. It would mean I’d have to go job-hunting again. Look for job ads,send resume, go to interviews, etc. Right now, I honestly don’t think I can handle that. Because I don’t want to do that ever…ever again. I don’t know. I just wish Josh and I have a business we can call our own so we no longer have to work…and just have money work for us. (Rich Dad Poor Dad eh?). You see, yesterday was his last day at work. Yep. He also resigned. That leaves the two lovers turned bums.

But you know, I honestly believe that we are bums for a reason. I don’t know. We’re not really bums. We have homebased jobs. Me at my place and my freelance. And him working for his dad. We could very well become officemates you know. I could work at his place while he can also work at mine. Just bring our laptops and connect to the Net then off we go to work. We already set a schedule : Mon and Wed – my place ; Tues and Thurs – Bel-Air ; and Friday anywhere there’s wifi..err..Starbucks Rockwell? A dream perhaps. I am dreaming really that I won’t have to work. But hey, I need to face the reality soon. I don’t know where this freelance job will take me or ’til when. I just know that I have to make the most of my free time. To do good and to spend time with the people I love. I still hope and pray this job would work out.

I am thinking of getting guitar lessons from my boyfriend. Seriously. Or take singing lessons. Or ice skating. Or cooking or whatever. I only have 2 hours left in my driving lessons and I can’t wait for it to be over. Driving made me realize that I don’t want to drive unless I’ll be driving my own car bought with my own blood and money. And that it’s really better if I’ll just hire a driver. Haha! Anyway, because I already have a student permit…Josh no longer have any reason not to let me drive his car. Teehee.

Enough…I’m not making any sense I know.

I am Pregnant

I am pregnant. Pregnant with gratefulness, dreams, thoughts, and burdens.

Gratefulness. Thankful to the Father for He has blessed me with so much in this world. I was chosen to become part of His Kingdom. I am blessed to have been given then privilege of knowing Christ for who He really is.That I was born to a family who loves me very much. I have a boyfriend who is the man God created Him to be. Friends who are true. Church who cares. Work that gives me all the freedom in the world. Provisions. Good health. Sound mind. Faith. And more.

Dreams. I dream a lot.I dream of giving my family the best. Get married. Have beautiful, smart, and talented children and raise them well. Have a business. Travel. Buy my own car. Buy an LV bag. Spend full time in ministry. Help the church. Or be known as a woman after God’s own heart.

Thoughts. They’re thoughts so I’d like to keep them exactly where they are…in my mind.

Burdens. My heart carries burdens for the youth. For the young people I know to be wiser in their ways. I am burdened to make them understand that no, it is not okay to have relationships with someone of different faith. That no, it is not okay to disobey your parents. Not to involve your family in your choice of a boyfriend or a girlfriend. Not to be intimate with persons of the opposite sex unless you’re ready for marriage. Not to hide. Not to commit fornication. Not to be promiscuous. Not to get pregnant or get someone pregnant outside the bounds of marriage. I long for them to understand that love is a wonderful experience when you allow God to author it. That love approved by God, family, friends, and the church is best. But more on their relationships, I long for them…for us….for us to glorify God with our hearts, mind, and souls.

I am pregnant. With all these things….I wish to give birth soon…to see them come to life.