You can't please everyone

I had an interesting situation last night. Being the leader of a guild, I had to make a choice. Going with either direction is good enough, as each choice can stand on it's own merits. However, I quickly realized that going with one decision will not go well with one group of people and the other choice will not go well with another group.

It really put me between a rock and a hard place and... I caved in. I tried to go for a compromise, and the funny thing is that I upsetted both camps in my middle-way approach.

I'm learning as this goes by.

Livin' full.

Don’t let a day pass where you didn’t laugh at yourself, cry cause you were hurt, and feel grateful at the simple things life has to offer. And the most important thing of all is to be vulnerable. Be the most vulnerable that you can be and be thankful when you are. For only when we have experienced the complete joy of living do you actually see that there’s nothing to be afraid of. When you realize there’s nothing to be afraid of, all the masks and walls we built around ourselves fall away and all that is left is who we truly are.

Yema!

About 3 nights ago, I decided to try my hand at cooking. Or more truthfully, my belly ached for filipino dishes. One of my favorite things when I was a kid was yema. I like them so much, in their cellophanes and they would usually be brittle. I liked them!

So what I did was look up the ingredients on the Net. I found out that is was so simple. So, I went and bought the ingredients and did it. And it has been worth it! Yum yum. Every meal, I'll get a spoonful. Hehe, I didn't put it in cellophanes e. I just need to tweak the ingredients a bit next time to suit my taste.

Fond Memory

There are certain things that stay with you no matter what. Memories or feelings that even as you grow old, they’re still there. And at times, you even yearn for them. And the funny thing is that they’re so mundane, it’s so hard to see that during that time, they’re the best things that life has to offer.

When I was still in college, I used to buy morning pandesal in our university cooperative. I don’t know why, but thinking about it gives me the same fondness that you get when you reminisce your childhood memories.

I would usually come to UP (University of the Philippines) in the early hours of morning. You can still feel the cool morning air as the sun has just recently risen. I would park at the back of COOP (that’s what we call our university’s cooperative). Then, as I got out of my car, I just enjoy the pleasant aroma of pandesal being baked. I would buy a few of them, and eat them to my heart’s delight. They’re some of the best tasting pandesal I’ve had.