I don’t remember being fascinated with birds ever.. But looking back, I now recall that I have lots of fond memories with their kind.

Memory number 1:

My mom used to have a number of lovebirds on our front yard.She had fun creating cages for them, buying stuff for them and even talking to them.. yes talking to them!! I guess it somehow helped herto de-stress since the inability of birds to answer back makes them the perfect venting-out-partner.

Memory number 2:

My sister used to sing this song about the little Maya being chased by a cat. It goes like this:

Pretty Little Maya sat on a tree

Up went the pussycat and down went he

Down went the pussycat, away Maya ran

Said the pretty Maya “catch me if you can”

I really wish I could share the tune of this song, it has this LSS (last song syndrome) effect. Aside from that it makes you feel young again.. :)

Memory number 3:

I remember how I wickedly schemed on getting the talking parrot toy I saw at Giftgate from my Dad.

I asked him If he would give everything to me just to make me happy and since he would say yes, I made him say it out loud without him knowing that I was recording it. Talk about black mail.. :P

(what can I say.. I was young then.. I’m sorry Dad!)

Memory number 4:

My sister got chased by a cute lovebird at her school which made her bring the stubborn bird at home. We named the bird fifth floor because that’s where the bird pursued her until he was sure that he will be adopted, up to this day fifth floor is still alive and enjoying life alone on his cage.

(note: we got fifth floor a partner since as far as we know love birds can’t exist alone, but to our surprise having a partner didn’t really affect him, didn’t even care when his partner died.. weird!)

Memory number 5:

My husband is just fascinated with birds! He enjoys looking at them, observing them and talking about them (about where they go, why they behave as such, facts about wind surges etc)

There was even a time when my mom caught a pigeon and I witnessed how they both tried to care for the bird (my husband also made a cage for him).. But seeing Magdalena (that’s what we call her) sad made them decide to finally let it go.I saw the sadness in his eyes as he bid goodbye to Magdalena. I even recorded that moment and took pictures to immortalize it, but I can’t find it! Damn!

There was also an instance when my husband tried to pet chickens. Just the same he created cages for them, cleaned them, fed them.. unfortunately the chicken’s purpose in this world which is to be either eaten or be in fights at derby prevailed, ending his pets life.

(note: it was the oldies at our place who pressed on having the chickens cooked)

And I guess that’s it, I might have missed some more memories but the real reason why I’m writing this entry is because I got to experience one cool moment with a little bird called Lowland White-Eye. The bird is really small and tamed. Doesn’t mind if she/he is cupped in your hands and doesn’t mind having her/his picture taken. The bird can even hang upside down! Here are other information about the cute lil’ bird:

Scientific Name:Zosterops meyeni

French: Zostérops des Philippines

German: Luzonbrillenvogel

Spanish: Anteojitos Filipino

Other common names: Luzon/Philippine White-eye

Habitat: Second-growth, scrub and gardens

Birdwatch note: Common Luzon endemic. Travels in noisy, conspicuous flocks. White eyering, yellowish green upperparts, lower breast and belly whitish. Does not overlap altitudinally with Mountain White-eye

I know in the past that I have not shown and expressed the kind of fondness other people has for these creatures, but that doesn’t mean that I care less and having that moment with the little tiny bird made me feel like I was connecting to something beautiful created by Papa God other than humans. 

And as weird as this may sound, the bird’s innocence, fragility and her willingness to be held at despite the uncertainty of possibilities of being killed or caged reminded me how trusting can go a long way.For me, connection can only happen once you allow yourself to let a flicker of trust to get in and it made me think that my hesitation to trust just because I was protecting myself from being vulnerable once I give in is making me miss the beauty and wonders that’s yet to be discovered on every human being and animals alike.

three years! almost three long years of putting up with vanessa the vanette! almost like one hell of a roller coaster ride! she did a good, no… actually a great job of making sure my life was both comfortable and miserable!

miserable because:

-          just like a real human being she goes through a lot of crazy mood swings, one minute she’s traversing the road smoothly.. and the next minute she ‘d refuse to start working; there was even a time when she stalled at julia vargas! it almost made our hearts palpitate because once the towing department spots you, it would mean just one thing.. goodbye P2500!

-          there were times when we spent almost half of our salary because she just decided to well.. not work.. from contact points to spark plugs, to tail lights (for crying out loud), ac, tires, suspension.. just name it and we’ve been through it

-          there were times when I felt she was insanely jealous of me.. (paul is like her boss) i remembered when paul started teaching me to drive and  after a few minutes of going round the neighborhood, she just stopped, killing my excitement and making us spend the day with the mechanic

 (note: actually there are times when i feel that she intentionally breaks down just so paul can spend more time with her at the auto (mechanic) shop than with me!)

comfortable and easy because:

-most of the the time i don't have to commute going to work or other places (imagine having to endure long waits for public transpo and fights with dishonest taxi drivers

- she made sure we got safely to our honeymoon destination trip

- very reliable especially when we need to do some errands (like picking someone up from airports and terminals or taking someone there etc)

-  still being able to go out despite heavy downpour

- not having to spend more money every time we decide to do one of our impromptu trips (read: ROAD TRIPS!!!:p)

- saving us the agony of walking under intolerable heat

- bonding and mushy moments i get to share with his boss paul every time we’re cruising the streets

and the list goes on..

i hate to admit it but even if i loathed her at some point, i also learned to love her.. and watching her for the last time, pull away from the drive way made me cry.. as cheesy as this may sound i’m not ashamed to admit that vanessa the vanette (the wicked vanette, that is!) scored a place in my heart.. all the memories she gave me both good and bad taught me a thing ot two.. i will never ever forget her.. she’s the best rival and a friend a girl could ever have..

you’ll be missed vanessa and i love you! there i said it! 

bye vanessa! sniff sniff ;( 

                            

  

I don't know why I'm writing, all I know is is need to get my hands to do something or I'll go crazy. I just feel so lost i don't even know how to start this entry, just so lost I don't even know what i'm feeling.

I've always been like this anyway, ever since I was young, I don't know what I want, what I wanna become, where I wanna go, what I wanna do and so on and so on. I myself is getting tired of my indecisiveness and I hate it. All i'm sure of is what I don't want, and I think that's progress at the very least.

Anyway I think that I need to start wrting to rediscover myself (again). Having this way back, actually made me happy. In some ways I got an idea as to who I was or what I can be. And right now I just need all the help I can get to find myself again.  I think that this time I have buried myself way to deep on my own created blackhole and I know that no one can help me but me. I have to climb my way out.. one way or another..

i just wanna share this information i got from an email.. these past few weeks.. my hands were aching like crazy!! i know how important computers are nowadays and i know that even kids are exposed to this machine.. this is like a reminder to not forget the very thing that operates this useful creation and that is our very own HANDS!!

Read on:

Please take good care of your wrist while using the keyboard and mouse of your computer.  
 
Long term repetitive action stress can lead to Carpal Tunnel.
You could end up going under a surgery that looks like this:

Scary right?!? But fret not because below are the exercises that we can actually do to save our dear hands from the horrifying Carpal Tunnel Syndrome:

note: When doing each of these exercises, the hand should be flexed until a sensation of stretching is felt in the arm. The position should be held for 10 to 15 seconds for each of 10 repetitions. Do this set of exercises three times a day.

Exercises 1 and 2 flex and extend the hand and stretch the wrist. Bend the hand as shown in the photos and apply moderate pressure to it with the other hand.

1. Wrist Flexion  Bend the hand being exercised backward (palm away from you), as shown in the photos. With the fingers of the other hand, apply pressure.

2. Wrist Extension  Bend the hand being exercised forward ( palm toward you), as shown in the photos. With the fingers of the other hand, apply pressure.
Exercises 3 and 4 are similar to 1 and 2 except that an object, such as a pad provides the resistance to the hand, instead of your other hand.

3. Wrist Flexion against surface  With your arm held vertically, press your hand, palm down, on a firm surface, as shown in the photo.

4. Wrist Extension against surface  With your arm held vertically, press your hand, palm up, on a firm surface, as shown in the photo.

Exercises 5 and 6 involve the side to side range of motion of the hand.

5. (Radial Deviation)  Place your hand palm downward. Grasp the fingers of the hand to be exercised with your other hand (as shown in the photo) and twist the hand toward you. Keep the hand horizontal.

6. (Ulnar Deviation)  Place your hand palm downward. Grasp the fingers of the hand to be exercised with your other hand (as shown in the photo) and twist the hand away from you. Keep the hand horizontal.

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