The Benefits of Oregano

Oregano (Scientific name: Origanum vulgare) is also known as Wild Marjoram, Mountain Mint, Origanum, Wintersweet and Winter Marjoram.

Hand of Hope: Samuel Alexander Armas

A picture began circulating in November. It should be "The Picture of the Year," or perhaps, "Picture of the Decade." It won't be. In fact, unless you obtained a copy of the paper, you probably will never see it.

Tracey Connelley, Baby P's Evil Mom, Shows NO Remorse

I have never been affected by any story as much as Baby P's story has affected me. Yesterday evening, I found myself sobbing twice! I just can't get over the sheer horror of the story.

Baby P's Murderers -- Why Are They Being Protected?

In my country, it has never happened before that the media and the people have been forbidden to actually reveal the names and faces of TC and SB, the murderers of Baby P.

That Winter The Wind Blows Finale: Did Oh Soo Die?

Over the holy week break, I spent the entire four days just watching the 15 episodes of this Korean show. Yes, I am a self-confessed Korean drama addict. I already have my favorite actors and actresses; albeit, I don’t know their names.

Dec 30, 2013

8th Years

It wasn't easy.
It isn't easy.
But somehow we're doing just fine.
I wanted to play with words. And write something impressive, but I don't feel like it.
The truth is marriage is a nitty, gritty business. It takes a lot of hard work, and I supposed it'll be the same for the next 50 years.
But we're doing it. We're committed to
do the work. And that's what matters. 
Love? Oh, love is there. It never left. It just grew stronger and deeper over the years.

Dec 26, 2013

Doing the Right Thing

Doing the right thing… it’s not as easy as one would think. It sucks.  It definitely sucks. Especially when it means losing something that means so much to me…

Giving up something that makes me happy – it’s not easy.  But it is something that I need to do.  It is something that I cannot afford to keep.  I can’t wait for the shit to hit the fan. Before the shit hits, I need to let it go.  But I don’t want to. God, I don’t want to.  I’ve been deprived of the choice though. I can no longer choose. It has been chosen for me.  And I can’t insist…I can’t force.  It would be unfair. It would be hell.

How do you let go of something you look forward to everyday?

How easy is to let go of a thought that has been possessing you?

I wish it is easy.

But it will be easy. One day at a time. I’ll get used to things…

I will not look forward to anything.

I will not think of anything.

I will just live life the way I’ve always lived it – and maybe somehow things will work out the way they should.

I hate the tears. They pour easily. They pour no matter how many times I try to wipe them. I hate them.

I hate you. Somehow that thought slips through every now and then. I hate you. I hate you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

Life. It is indomitable puzzle. Why things happen  - I don’t know. I just need to learn how to relive it, like I’ve always lived it 2,246,400 seconds ago.

And I will learn to love, love, love things that I’ve always loved – and learn to forget things I should have never cared for in the first place.

But I love you. I do. I do.

Sucks, huh?

The paradigm of a complicated existence.

Dec 9, 2013

A Rainy Thursday

Apparently, this old woman was lying on those stairs for an hour, being beaten cold by the rain, before Paige and I saw her and called the police for help.

I don't understand how people could look at her and continue on their merry way. The indifference is shocking.  This was last Thursday.