Miss International 2005 - A Filipina

Okay, this email has been in all my accounts already and I have forwarded it only once. I am giving the job to everybody else to disseminate the recent feat of one Filipina. So I decided to put it here in my blog so people can see that I am actually happy for this too.

Savor the winning, shining moment of the FILIPINA.....

I'm sure you've heard Ms. Philippines won in the Ms. International
Pageant 2005!

"MABUHAY! representing the democratic and freedom loving people of
the pearl of the orient, I am Precious Lara Quigaman, from the
beautiful country of THE PHILIPPINES"

The interview question and her winning answer :

Q: "What do you say to the people of the world who
have typecasted Filipinos as nannies?"

A: "I take no offense on being typecasted as a nanny. But i do take
offense that the educated people of the world have somehow denigrated
the true sense and meaning of what a nanny is. Let me tell you what
she is. She is someone who gives more than she takes. She is someone
you trust to look after the very people most precious to you - your
child, the elderly, yourself. She is the one who has made a living
out of caring and loving other people. so to those who have
typecasted us as nannies, Thank you. It is a testament to the loving
and caring culture of the Filipino people. And for that, I am forever
proud and grateful of my roots and culture."

The Art of Malling

In an effort to lose weight and cure boredom, malling has been the most common activity for most people in UAE. We have so many malls, others I have never heard of.

Yesterday Djahanne, Maria and I went malling which started with Mugg & Bean. Then off to taking photos of us wearing this new fad of crocheted head caps.

It was fun. I ended up buying two shirts, one black blouse which I thought I might wear for the upcoming Marine Ball, in case I decide to really go. Phil Collins will have a concert in Dubai on the same night. Decisions. Decisions. Decisions.

The Everest Peace Project

Reading this article brought a lump in my throat. Maybe the world is going to become better....

And I miss mountain climbing...

On another note, I was actually looking for some exhilirating experience to undergo because I feel like a sensible part of me has died. This came into my mind... And it won't let go of my thoughts... Or my thoughts won't let it go.. Something between the two has been tugging each other. Something divine. Something promising.... Skydiving.