My Dreams Came True.

I never thought that it could happen. Not ever! I was absolutely beyond belief, in my mind, I had to reassure myself that I was awake.

Since I was 18, there were two things I've wanted to own: a black leather jacket and a pair of knee high boots. Call me crazy, but I just wanted to have those. Not to impress anybody but I was always a fan of that edgy-chic fashion. I have always imagined I would be walking around wearing those boots, with everybody staring in amazement. Haha! I imagined I would be hanging out with a couple of friends wearing my leather jacket and my friends would say, "Wow Marge! Fashionista!" I've always felt that I could carry myself well with that style. And now, my dream of donning the leather jacket and knee high boots is a reality.

My godparents are on a two-week vacation from Australia and they have surprised me with the best gifts in the world! They bought me the perfect black leather jacket and gave me not one, but two pairs of boots -- one ankle high and the other knee high. I was in great shock! It felt so good trying them on (despite the fact that it was a wee bit hot in Dudad's place where I tried them on for a couple of seconds). Perfect. Just perfect. There are no other words to describe how great it was to see them on me. I couldn't wait to wear them! Hell -- I was actually dreading to take them off me! But I knew I had to take them off. It's not nice to flaunt them, you know. Hehe...

I can't help it...I'm just so happy to have the jacket and the boots. Wonder why? Ask no more. Just take a look at the pictures...then maybe you'll understand.

Need I say more?


Till my next blog entry,

Unexpected (A Letter to the One I'm Meant to be with)

Life is so unpredictable. Changes always come along, in big or small ways. I don't know what happened that this sudden change has turned my world upside down. I don't know exactly what it is; it just hit me, but there is something really special about you.

It might be all the things I see on the surface -- the things that everyone notices and admires about you, qualities, capabilities and a wonderful smile obviously connected to a warm and loving heart. These things set you apart from everyone else. But it may also be the big things...the person you really are that I hope to know more someday. And it might also be the little things...the way you walk and all your actions. I receive so much joy just being able to see a smile in your eyes. If I ever figure out the magic that makes you so special, I'd probably find out that it's a combination of all these things. You are a rare combination of so many special things. You are really amazing.

Inside of me there is a place where my sweetest dreams reside, where my highest hopes are kept alive, where my deepest feelings are felt and where my favorite memories are safe and warm. I find that you're on my mind more often than any other thought. Sometimes I bring you there purposely just to make my day brighter. But more often, you surprise me and find your own ways into my thoughts. There are even times when I awaken, I realize that you've been a part of my dreams. Then during the day, when my imagination is free to run, it takes me into your arms and allows me to linger there knowing there's nothing I'd rather do. I know my thoughts are only reflecting the loving hopes of my heart because whenever they wander, they always take me to you.

Only the most special things in my world get to come inside my heart and stay. And now, I realize how deeply my life has been touched by you.


Yours forever,

A Conversation I Never Thought I'd Have.

It's me, myself and I -- to hell with the world!

Those were the words that kept playing in my head after a conversation I had with someone I never thought I'd ever talk to about certain things. Those, my dear readers, are the words of my very wise professor, Mr. Eric Bugaoan.

It was like a big step for me to finally contact people from college to let them know I was still here. For months, I thought I would be able to just close that door and live my life...as if nothing happened. But of course something did happen. I can't change that -- no matter how much I want to. It was as if fate made it happen. That after the long months I have been out of reach to these people, I would finally get the chance to talk to them again. Then again, I'd rather think that I made it happen. Not fate. I guess I was ready to open up to these people, which is why I finally decided that I reconnect with them.

I had meetings scheduled this afternoon. We are starting the traveler's guide to Boracay and since my boss is busy with the August-September issue of InFlight, I was put in charge on the guidebook. And since I was doing business out of the office, I met up with my professor after I did my errands. We met up at Powerplant, a place I haven't been to for a long time. Sitting comfortably by the corner in McDonald's, I caught a glimpse of the man I haven't seen since four months ago. My professor.

Never in a million years did I expect that I would be talking to my professor about the "incident." Maybe because I've always thought of him as my professor and just that. It never crossed my mind that he could simply be a friend I can talk to. True enough, he was that. Throughout our conversation, I didn't feel that it was really a conversation between a teacher and a student. We were just two people; a friend giving words of wisdom, words of encouragement to a friend in need. I may not have been too vocal as Sir Eric would have wanted me to, but Lord knows how grateful I am for the short time we have spoken to each other.

Everything he said made perfect sense. I've heard it from my parents before. Maybe I just suppressed it so much and hearing it once again just brought everything back. Tears were welling up in my eyes, just waiting for me to let it all run down my cheek. Sir Eric pointed out, I was selfish. I was too selfish to share the weight of the world; too selfish to share my problems. "Life is too serious to be taken seriously," he said. "It's me, myself and I -- to hell with the world!"

He was right! I cared too much of everyone else, I leave little or none at all for myself. I was too good of a person, he claimed. I needed to be a little meaner than my usual self.

After that talk, I felt like a heavy weight was lifted off my shoulders. It was finally the beginning of that closure I was looking for. I'm finally starting to make peace with others. And maybe by the time that ends, I'll be able to make peace with myself.

So here's my blog entry.

Dedicated to a professor turned friend.

Blogging During Lunch Break.

Maybe some of you may think that this is totally uncalled for. Blogging while in the office, when I should be doing work. Well, I disagree. I disagree a lot. First of all, it's my lunch break, which means I can do anything during my free time. Second, there's absolutely no rule about blogging in the office.

This impulse to blog was prompted by my very dear friend Jan Silan, who just posted his latest entry in his blog a few hours ago (note: go and check out his blog at I Am Jan Silan). So thanks to him, I am once again adding a new entry here.

Working in SEAIR has been a blast since I started. Maybe it's because I love what I'm doing, maybe it's the people who I get along with...or maybe it's because I've already met celebrity or two in the office. All of these reasons are just the peak of the iceberg. I may be a newbie but working here, being entrusted with interviews and client calls tell me that I am good at what I'm doing. It may seem arrogant to you, my readers and fellow bloggers, but I am simply proud of the fact that I have this job.

It's a very time consuming job, true. But I wouldn't really say I'm so busy I have no time to have fun anymore. Believe me, even during work hours, I get the chance to log in my YM, Skype and GTalk. Not that I am such a lazy person that I don't get work done. Logging in these accounts is a necessity. I chat with potential sponsors and contributors through YM; GTalk is where I let my bosses know about the developments in the magazine and whatnot; and Skype is where I talk to the editor-in-chief, since she's based in London.

But it's really exciting! Everything I imagined it to be, honestly...maybe even more. I love coming into the office where people greet me, "Good morning, Ma'am Margie." I like looking at my to-do list and see that I actually have tons of things to do. I even have take home work today. But that's all right, it's a Friday today. I get to get off work early. Therefore, I get to have some fun...hahaha!

Commercial: As I am sitting here in my office space, Jasmin from Marketing just asked me to buzz her in YM.

The funny thing I hear a lot from people recently is there incessant pleading for me to give them free tickets to wherever. Hmph! Just because I work in an airline. Let's see what happens. *Evil laugh* Also, I recently found out that a few of my classmates have applied in SEAIR but I am the only one who's working here. I wonder why they applied in SEAIR. Oh well...let's see if I get to have them as my coworkers.

Time's up! Lunch break's over. Going back to work.


Signing off,





P.S. Belated happy birthday to my friend from Fine Arts, Francis Barican!