"Pawn" is often taken to mean "one who is easily manipulated" or "one who is sacrificed for a larger purpose."
No
matter what their status in the society, and no matter how wounded they
can get, they willfully get up and stand firm…ever ready to defend
and uphold the so called "larger purpose".
Topic of the week is a contest among bloggers at one of my blog sites. For this week this the topic and what I have to say.
"If one day, your important half and your mother both fell into the sea at the same time, who will you save first?"
So, the question simply asks who will I save first. I would assume that I can save them both.
It’s a case to case basis really:
1. If both of them know how to swim, it wouldnt matter whom I’m going to save first.
2. If one doesn’t know how to swim, I’d save that person first.
3.
If both doesn’t know how to, I’d be in a dilemma. Maybe I’d be saving
first that one nearer to me. Then try to come back as soon as possible.
Moreover,
I believe when you’re in that situation, you wouldn’t have any time to
think who to save first. When your adrenalin is rushing like a
thunderbolt, you don’t need to think. Who knows, you can save them both
at the same time. If I can only save one of them, and since I love my
mom so much, I’d do anything to save her…and I love my other half as
much too, so I’d go and sink to the bottom with him! What else can I
do, he’s my life. If I’d lose him, I’d lose mine (life) too. Got my drift???
hehe
"I wanna sink to the bottom with you. The ocean is big and blue.
Yeah, I wanna sink to the bottom with you."
P.s.
Reality
check, my partner is a guy so I expect him to be man enough to save
himself! I know my mom doesn’t know how to swim well, so I guess I’d
be saving my mom first after all 
I just copied the
title to Borlette’s comment to one of my blogs. Borlette, or Lette as
we fondly call her, was trying to say what I am to her. In her words,
she called me a "gem". According to my bestfriend Merriam-Webster, a
gem is a highly prized or well-beloved person, if you’re relating to
one. Knowing what she had to say made me feel so lucky to have a
friend like her. She’s been so real towards me all along, despite the
proximity and the distance we still managed to maintain a mutual
friendly relationship. We are actually worlds apart, she’s currently
living in Belgium with her loving husband and I’m here in the not so
laid back queen city of the south, Cebu. Exchanging messages from our
online forum and sometimes a whacky voice chat over the net. I haven’t
actually met her in person yet, but it feels like having her since time
immemorial. I’m not really sure why we managed to grow a simple and
yet real friendship. One thing could be, transparency. We don’t put a
facade toward each other. We share problems with families, friends,
and ordinary things that spice up our daily existence.
People
doesn’t really need to put much pressure on how a relationship can
work. We just have to be palpable, in this case others would know to
deal with you.
I
know, it’s hard to find real people. As Alanis would put it: "it’s
like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife". Ironic as it
may seem, but that’s reality. And if you ever find a gem, regardless
of how you found it, treasure it. For they come not in a bagful, but
in a single piece of a needle in a haystack.
Ah,
surprises! How many people do you know love surprises? Do you like
surprises too? If you’d ask me, I dunno. I mean, it’s not that I
don’t like surprises or much less hate ‘em. It’s just that I can’t
stand the thrill brought by a surprise. More often than not, I tend to
pester someone just to squeeze out the surprise intended for me. I
really don’t know why I can’t stand waiting, maybe I have less patience
to start with! 
I just came home from
the mall, to get some grocery items. Before I could get to the
supermarket, I was roamimg around to check some things in the
department store. After some time, I didn’t realize my feet brought me
to the infants’ section of the store. Checking baby thingies, tiny
clothes and cute and colorful feeding bottles. I had a great time
checking on things for I love children, with the thought of having one
of my own. There was this stand of infants’ socks that caught my
attention, so I immediately looked at them (touched ‘em even). While I
was at it, the sales girl approached me and asked "for how old (baby)
ma’am?". I was taken aback (of course I don’t have one yet!), and I
couldn’t say a word. It got worse when she looked down at my tummy to
check if I was pregnant! Haha! I was dumbfounded and just muttered
"Err, I’m just lookin’ miss", with me smirking obviously! Haha! I
immediately trudged awkwardly away from the sale girl. Whew!
Well,
that’s some haps that spiced up my usual boring afternoon. If you
would ask me, yes I wanna have a child of my own at my age. I would
say, a baby and a loving husband…makes sense to me!
A sweet kiss.
Apprehensions of tomorrow.
The morbidity of a burial place.
Baby born.
Life span.
Being in love.
Survival.
Failures and success.
Strange feeling.
Worry.
Complexities in life.
Genuine friendship.
Lost loves.
Pure love.
Faults.
Things unsaid.
Innocence within.
Responsibilities, lifetime.
Maturity.
Cherrished memories.
A bliss.
Sorry.
A story of my life.
Thank you.
"Adding a total of a love that’s true, multiply life by the power of two", as the song goes. How beautiful it is indeed if we all live life to the fullest with love in our hearts, don’t you think? Regardless of
its variations, as long as we give and share love to others we always
are reciprocated with bliss. When we love, we don’t expect something
in return. We are contended for the opportunity that we are able to love and care for someone that is dear to us. Love has always been willful, never doubtful, never been iniquitous…
Therefore love unconditionaly and truthfully. You will always be rewarded with joy, or may even be greatful for being able to love than not to love at all. 
Miriam Webster defines vanity as:
Main Entry: 1van·i·ty
Pronunciation: ‘va-n&-tE
Function: noun
Inflected Form(s): plural -ties
1 : the quality or fact of being vain
2 : inflated pride in oneself or one’s appearance
3 : a fashionable trifle or knickknack
A
vain person is not someone that should be thought as someone who
doesn’t do anything but looking good at all times. I’d say people are
vain in nature, it’s just that some would prefer not to be as vain as
other people do. Vanity is usually associated in women, for women are
more conscious when it comes to physical appearance. I for one can
attest to that (haha!). Well, who wouldn’t want to appear pleasant to
others? I don’t know with you but I do!
What
I’m trying to say is, some people would think that being vain is a sign
of pride and sometimes an evident manifestation of too much
self-regard. I don’t really think that there’s something wrong with
being vain. More often than not, it adds confidence to oneself. A
feeling of pride, but not in a boastful way. If someone would mock you
for being vain, don’t feel bad, instead take it as a compliment for
that someone might have noticed your good looks (hehe). And if they’d
try to hate you, well let them hate you more for being more vain.
There’s nothing more sweet than a simple and effortless vengeance.
As for me, vanity is not a sin. Don’t hate me ’cause I’m beautiful. Fight back!
Am I seeing some eyebrows raised? 
In a zoo in California, a mother tiger gave birth to a rare set of
triplet tiger cubs. Unfortunately, due to
complications in the pregnancy, the cubs were born prematurely
and
due to their tiny size, died shortly after birth.
The mother tiger after
recovering from the delivery, suddenly started to decline in health,
although physically she was fine. The veterinarians felt that the
loss of her litter had caused the tigress to fall into a depression. The
doctors decided that if the tigress could surrogate another mother’s cubs,
perhaps she would improve.
After checking with many other zoos across the
country, the depressing news was that there were no tiger cubs of the
right age to introduce to the mourning mother. The veterinarians decided to
try something that had never been tried in a zoo
environment.
Sometimes a mother of one species will take on
the care of a different species. The only "orphans" that could be found
quickly, were a litter of wiener pigs. The zoo keepers and vets wrapped the
piglets in tiger skin and placed the babies around the mother
tiger.
