Many issues involving late adulthood in relation to modern time had been driven out. You may say that it’s not a common thing to converse with- what’s the big deal? Yeah, but consider this: our grandfathers and grandmothers are part of this big community.

From infancy to adolescent to late adulthood stage, we undergo a lot of changes. Now spew all your favorite theories about Freud, Erickson, personality, behavior, you name it.. It’s true as you know. The only thing that is certain in this world is change.

As grown- ups in the changing world, how are we able to adjust? Not only have our days become longer but life per se seems to move faster- once again facilitated by technology. We’re getting the hang of maximizing the space in the planet. From horse- drawn carriage to fast cars, bullet trains and jet airplanes. From bulky analogs, we made wee cellphones. From typewriters and conventional mail to computers, fax machines and e-mail.

Contrary to popular belief, the use of [these] modern technologies is not just for the young age. Have you seen the Bayan DSL Lola Techie commercial? It shows a pleasant (yet strict-looking) lola (grandmother). One thing is certain, though, after communicating with her grandson JR via webcam, there’s truth- and oh, most evidently- in the rumor that she is no doubt one of the techie lolas in the world. Mind you, she’s using facebook. She even knows how to poke in Facebook.

Even my grandmother, Auntie Fely in New York is updated too in the cyber world. We kept communicating through Geni and yahoo messenger. Especially when I have something to asked. *grin. And oh, one more thing, she finally got her iphone to work. She’s back to texting and filling up her 3G with more photos and videos of her apo (grand daughter), Thea. A techie lola, indeed.

It therefore, isn’t a big surprise that despite the fact of their old age- perhaps some of them… but not all of them- they also enamored, enthralled, enraptured by the marvel of modern technologies. They could wax rhapsodic on its merits and sheer beauty for hours. Let’s not forget that we created equal, not just in the level of gender and race but (more importantly) by intellect- and age is, is but a number progressing with inevitabilIty. Yes, age doesn’t matter.

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WOULD A LOVE SURVIVE IN HIDING? Like everything else that has life and that breathes, will it suffocate in the torment of rules and ill fate? They say love can see in the dark, but for how long? Our feet stand in the same ominous place now and I am grieving. For when love has finally found us, it is when we decided to take flight, away from the eyes of those who would take you away for me.

And for this I have to stay away. And you can’t be too close. And it pains me. Even God knows how I crave for your presence—so intoxicating to my soul that I would lock you in an embrace and not let go, if I could. I’d rather chew on these fleeting moments rather than walk alone in this dark path. My love is strong, but I am afraid my heart would crumble to pieces on the ground without knowing that you’ll be with me till the end.

The day dissolves into night, so fast that frustration is eating me up from inside because I am once again reminded of how powerless we are against the arms of time that strangles us. When this stolen moment ends and when we finally walk away from the shelter of our sanctuary built in stealth and endless longing, I will once again miss you, from the moment I turn my back till I take the last step to see you again. It’s strange because even at this moment with your back against me, my arms around you and my hands intertwined with yours, I still miss you terribly. I believe that the only times I forget to miss you is when I’m sporadically thrown into a stupor where my daydreams plunge me to a place where you do not exist, leaving me standing alone before a dead end. My nightmares are the only entities that kept you away from me, but they are still unable to purge you from my thoughts. You are everywhere, even in dreams.

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As days turned into weeks and weeks into month, I am dead bored. Perhaps I’m already far from my original dream. There are so many things playing on my mind as time seemed to pass me by.

Sino nga ba ang nagsasabing madali, especially when you have to wait the result of the board exams and yet you’re still thinking if you passed? It’s either you have nothing to do about or di mo pa nasasagap ang tamang inspirasyon upang makapagmove on.

Waiting for the results can be very challenging. I am almost out of my wits just thinking of the outcome. I am at the pit of desperation as I just allow myself to watch television all day long in order to fight extreme boredom.

Are my four years in college worth all troubles? Will I become a good nurse as I imagined myself to be? There are many questions running in my mind. There are lot of things to ponder about. Waiting indeed can be excruciating.

I will just hope and pray that it will turned out to be a positive result for me. Good Luck to me!

The success of every endeavor generally manifests itself in its seismic impact whether enermous or minute. The response to the adidas Wanted Old Shoes promo could be called a seismic convulsion.

adidas Wanted Old Shoes (WOS) Promotion generated an influx of inquiries all over the archipelago, galvanizing adidas users to bring in their old sports shoes but still functional and in decent condition to over 100 participating adidas stores nationwide in exchange of as much as P1,000 off for the next purchase of any adidas shoes. And most important, donating their old pair to Pamulaan, the only educational institution of its kind dedicated to the indigenous peoples in the Philippines.

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