Tarot Barcarding

You are The Empress
Beauty, happiness, pleasure, success, luxury, dissipation.
The Empress is associated with Venus, the feminine planet, so it represents, beauty, charm, pleasure, luxury, and delight. You may be good at home decorating, art or anything to do with making things beautiful.
The Empress is a creator, be it creation of life, of romance, of art or business. While the Magician is the primal spark, the idea made real, and the High Priestess is the one who gives the idea a form, the Empress is the womb where it gestates and grows till it is ready to be born. This is why her symbol is Venus, goddess of beautiful things as well as love. Even so, the Empress is more Demeter, goddess of abundance, then sensual Venus. She is the giver of Earthly gifts, yet at the same time, she can, in anger withhold, as Demeter did when her daughter, Persephone, was kidnapped. In fury and grief, she kept the Earth barren till her child was returned to her.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

I’m back from CDO. Sniff. I miss home. I miss mom. Pa. Lola. The small streets. Jay. Xet. Mitz, lingawa jud ko. Love, Autistic.

Share and Enjoy

diss job and don't feel bad about it

Career in a rut. The next best thing to do is go home to CDO and digress.  W-wwwell, not for long. Barbie celebrated her being 25ness at their family’s restaurant with friends on the 17^th.

Hit Fu’s License to Party. Seen kathy Chu and Nadja, OMG. MIA kaya sila for months na ha.

 concluded at Tablon where Splakoys were again barricaded at the streets for illegal racing

 Actuality here.

it was never a picnic

“Dad, I’m undergoing a major career crisis. My job is boring me already and the change of body clock does not work at all. And how could you tell mom that I’m irresponsible enough to manage any business?” This text message was sent yesterday. He never texted back.

And the dad came twenty-four hours after. Papa arrived early morning with my uncles because of a family emergency and they are all going to Cagayan on Friday. Of course I thought he’d go over the apartment and haul all my stuff, LBC them to CDO and thats it, Goodbye Cebu. Goodbye to unbridled independence just because I was whining of a so-so career that I chose two years ago. I prepared an arsenal of rebuttals on why I should not let him plot my future when he said he and the rest of my uncles were just meeting people to take to Cagayan. And here I was stressing out on bidding The Queen City of the South adios.

My father couldn’t possibly make me. He has always condoned my truancy ever since he realizes how futile it is to make decisions for a hard headed daughter who will still find a way to bludgeon him just to get her way. I want to think that I’m spoiled but that’s not really true. Not an only child, just my dad’s only problem. I just like the part where I coax, and plead, and cry and surprisingly revel in the fact that he won’t give in or else he’d no longer be the tough cookie who I am so proud of. Tough, Pa is.

Dad’s being here in Cebu is proverbial. Like he knew mid-crisis that it’s that time of the year to, what else, remind me that its best to be home and pack my stuff. He does that every year and I can’t believe it was just two years ago that I asked Rona what its like to be away from home and getting my toes all curled from the excitement of the idea. Rona and my dad should be the ones arguing, perhaps.

Continue reading »

Share and Enjoy