One of my valuable material possessions that I simply cannot live without is my MacBook. My Macbook is almost 2 years old now, and I am stil proud to own such wonderful machine. I love my MacBook and I am very much concern abut it that any tiny scratch and nick causes me to panic. I like to rub and smell my MacBook…(insane) But anyway, it stilll got that I-am-new-smell and I marvel every program in my powerful Mac. Don’t get me wrong, but I also have a Windows Desktop which my children and I share, but the Mac is simply just for me.

Lately, I noticed a few smudges on my screen that I started to panic. I researched before touching the smudge. The Help Section said I could use paper to clean it. Well it did not work, and my heart sunk. Damn!

One of the main problem of these all-white MacBook is the maintenance of its pristine color. Now, I actually wished I got a Black MacBook, but anyway, the white was so pure and so tempting, I snatched it at the Mac Store in Megamall not minding the price until it created a huge hole into my bank account. At any rate, my MacBook has never crashed on me to date… Well, who can blame me? I still love my MacBook…

I cannot believe that Jollibee’s Champ is now P115. For my children, Jollibee is a mecca and they are still enamored with the red bee as ever. It is a good thing my children does not favor the burgers as much as the chicken and the burger steak meal. Having four rascals on my heels every time we hit the city, and the usual request is a meal at “Ja-bee.”

Good thing my children are plain at hearts and only asks for Burger Steak with Rice and the usual fries and coke and yes, they love the peach mango pies. For a family of 5, a meal at Jollibee costs more or less P500.

In our neighborhood sari-sari store, the sot of rice is now P46 per kilo. Never in my life have I seen the price of rice this high. I have heard that the National Food Authority (NFA) is already selling cheaper rice at P36 per kilo according to my neighbor. But why is this rice cheaper?

One of my relatives said that the NFA rice is no good… that eating it gives you stomachache and headache. When did eating cheaper goods the cause of tummy ache, I wonder. My father suggested that the cheaper rice were imported from the US where GMO rice are grown. He surmissed that the rice were “treated” with more chemicals than locally grown rice, perhaps why some people are experiencing some symptoms of headache and stomachache.

Do you think there is any truth in all of this?

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By night an atheist half believes a God.

Edward Young, The Complaint, or Night Thoughts on Life, Death and Immortality

In front of the house we are renting is a House of Praise. I call it such because they sing with glee each Friday and Sunday of the week. It is actually a ruckus to some, but to me, I welcome the lively singing of songs of praise. Not those songs the Catholics like to sing. Ie. song of forgiveness and sinfulness, etc, but songs about being alive, thankfulness and rejoicing. I love the drums and the upbeat music. It stirs up my soul and makes me wonder why I am not with them and here inside my house. What is up?

I was born and raised Catholics by my parents. My siblings and I were all raised in a household where all rooms have altars and statues of saints and gods. I knew nothing less but what is being taught in the house and in school since we all went to private secular institutions. We went with people who belonged in the same church and went in the same circles.

My parents belonged to a prayer group for awhile, which means people come and go into our home to pray and eat– at least for a young child that is what it appeared to me. When I went to UP for college, I was exposed to other students from everywhere. It dawned to me how cloaked I was in the province being that I was sheltered and had no knowledge about other people, other cultures and other religion nor have any idea how to interact with other people raised in other cultures.

Having taken Philosophy in college with the hopes of proceeding to law. The course was like manna from heaven for me. One of the graces from Philosophy that I got were the fact that it had helped me bring focus my spirituality and beliefs in question and then strengthened. Not only can I justify my own stance and belief in that Being, but the fact that I am able to understand thoroughly where the belief that I had been raised to was from, and the fact that I was able to sculpt my own beliefs.

In the university, while my classmates gladly called themselves, atheists, I gladly called myself an agnostic. This is the belief that it is impossible to know whether or not God exists, while an atheist does not believe in God or deities. Yes, it is impossible to know God exists. In reality, the chrisitian movement was based on stories. It is up to us to either believe in the stories, and I happen to believe in the merits of the stories. Simply because it does make sense. However, I am very selective on what to believe and what not to believe. I believe in world order. I believe in limits and restrictions. I believe that we should not lie, covet, and not steal. The need to respect other people’s bounderies and beliefs is also important. These are some of the ethics I want my children to learn.

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