Well, hello September! How time flies! It's officially the start of the 'ber' months leading to Christmas hehehe. I can already feel the Christmas wind at night. :)
Some people say that the FM stations start to play Xmas songs and do Xmas countdowns by the start of this month. Some also advise people to start Xmas shopping as early as September. Me? Nah, I'm a last minute Yuletide shopper. And mind you, most of the things I actually buy are for --ME. Hahaha. Usually I give out aguinaldos to godchildren, nieces/nephews, and cousins. This practice makes me totally broke by the time January sets in (the fact that January 15 - payday- is way too faraway does not really help.)I don't really have any Christmas shopping resolutions, save for one which is to go to Christmas bazaars this year instead of the malls. I heard it's cheaper and you can get good deals.
How about you? How's your September? :)
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Waiting
A scar that burns
deep into my flesh
something that time cannot regress
it sits there, waiting
for a cure - an antidote that can heal
or a way to stitch the dying flesh.
It is like waiting for a train that would never come
or that would never come back
You missed it by an hour
You were out of your league
it has gone long ago since you arrived
It was the last train to catch.
It is like waiting for the white hot tears to stop
For the widows to give up, to stop their mourning
For the sky to turn a violent shade of green
The hollow feeling to close up
The gap to be filled
Something that even time cannot heal.
A memory that sears my heart
that stings into my mind
a darkness that i cannot fathom
it sits there like a Pharisee
mocking me with its sneers and jeers
waiting to crucify me.
deep into my flesh
something that time cannot regress
it sits there, waiting
for a cure - an antidote that can heal
or a way to stitch the dying flesh.
It is like waiting for a train that would never come
or that would never come back
You missed it by an hour
You were out of your league
it has gone long ago since you arrived
It was the last train to catch.
It is like waiting for the white hot tears to stop
For the widows to give up, to stop their mourning
For the sky to turn a violent shade of green
The hollow feeling to close up
The gap to be filled
Something that even time cannot heal.
A memory that sears my heart
that stings into my mind
a darkness that i cannot fathom
it sits there like a Pharisee
mocking me with its sneers and jeers
waiting to crucify me.
Friday, July 30, 2010
15 Random Things
1. Finally, I got to watch Inception yesterday.
2. I definitely need to watch it again because I don't really understand perfectly the idea of a 'totem'.
3. I am currently addicted to Baking Life in Facebook.
4. I'm too lazy to write. Most of my posts in Tumblr are reblogs; most of my blog posts are in bullet points (like this one).
5. We have an adopted cat named 'Mackerel' and no, she's off limits inside our house.
6. My mom talks to the cat and tells it to "Get lost".
7. I absolutely loooove anything coffee.
8. I have plans to work in New Zealand. Why NZ, i also don't know.
9. My reading list consists of Gaiman.
10. I'm a geek.
11. I tried Twitter but I'm really not interested.
12. I'm running out of things to say.
13. I'm a Patrick Starr fan.
14. I've been using my motorolla phone for the last 3 years and I absolutely love it.
15. It's Friday and so I'm going to 'the place to be' ---> GT tower 12th floor. :)
2. I definitely need to watch it again because I don't really understand perfectly the idea of a 'totem'.
3. I am currently addicted to Baking Life in Facebook.
4. I'm too lazy to write. Most of my posts in Tumblr are reblogs; most of my blog posts are in bullet points (like this one).
5. We have an adopted cat named 'Mackerel' and no, she's off limits inside our house.
6. My mom talks to the cat and tells it to "Get lost".
7. I absolutely loooove anything coffee.
8. I have plans to work in New Zealand. Why NZ, i also don't know.
9. My reading list consists of Gaiman.
10. I'm a geek.
11. I tried Twitter but I'm really not interested.
12. I'm running out of things to say.
13. I'm a Patrick Starr fan.
14. I've been using my motorolla phone for the last 3 years and I absolutely love it.
15. It's Friday and so I'm going to 'the place to be' ---> GT tower 12th floor. :)
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
The Kindness of Strangers
I was heading home last night and I was at the LRT station waiting for the train to arrive. Three trains have already passed by bursting with people all wanting to go home. A few more minutes a mob of people eager to get home was at the train platform. It was hot, humid, and there was no wind blowing.
That's when I started to feel a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. No, this can't be happening again, I thought. Two years ago, in December, I fainted at the LRT station inside the train. I recall I was standing and when I woke up I was seated and people were fanning my face. Two years later I did collapse again.
I was certain I was going to die. It felt like I was dying. And no, I'm not exaggerating. I'm claustrophobic, by the way, and that doesn't help either. I started to yawn - a sign that oxygen-rich blood was not reaching my brain. And the I broke out a cold, clammy sweat. I knew I was going to pass out when I felt a thousand pins and needles endlessly piercing through my neck and the base of my head. Then, I lost consciousness, everything went black. I fell to the platform floor and it was a good thing the lady behind me (with her good reflexes - thank God) rushed to cradle my head before I totally hit the pavement.
Next thing I knew, a guy was holding me by the armpits (dyahe moment) and seated me in a chair the security personnel was offering. They fanned me, gave me water and candies, and applied White Flower on my forehead. That was Andrea and her friends. Andrea even accompanied me all the way to my station.
I'm overwhelmed with gratitude to these people who helped during this brain-zapped moment. This post is not enough to thank them, I know. So in return, I'll pay it forward to another soul.
That's when I started to feel a sick feeling in the pit of my stomach. No, this can't be happening again, I thought. Two years ago, in December, I fainted at the LRT station inside the train. I recall I was standing and when I woke up I was seated and people were fanning my face. Two years later I did collapse again.
I was certain I was going to die. It felt like I was dying. And no, I'm not exaggerating. I'm claustrophobic, by the way, and that doesn't help either. I started to yawn - a sign that oxygen-rich blood was not reaching my brain. And the I broke out a cold, clammy sweat. I knew I was going to pass out when I felt a thousand pins and needles endlessly piercing through my neck and the base of my head. Then, I lost consciousness, everything went black. I fell to the platform floor and it was a good thing the lady behind me (with her good reflexes - thank God) rushed to cradle my head before I totally hit the pavement.
Next thing I knew, a guy was holding me by the armpits (dyahe moment) and seated me in a chair the security personnel was offering. They fanned me, gave me water and candies, and applied White Flower on my forehead. That was Andrea and her friends. Andrea even accompanied me all the way to my station.
I'm overwhelmed with gratitude to these people who helped during this brain-zapped moment. This post is not enough to thank them, I know. So in return, I'll pay it forward to another soul.
Thursday, June 17, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Weight Gain Blues
As per the ideal weight calculator, my ideal weight range is 55 - 57 kilograms. I am, what, currently only 45 kgs. Which means I have gain 10 - 12 kilograms. BRING IT ON. I am not at all obsessed with my weight but if this means I can eat more than I do, well, that's freakin' good. LOL.
Follow this link to compute for your Ideal weight:http://www.xenical.com.ph/idealbodyweight.html
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
What do you do All day?
I chanced upon this book while I was browsing through Booksale in search of a second-hand “Perfume”. I’m trying to find every book in the “1,001 books you must read before you die” list. I was debating on whether to get “The Color Purple” or “What Do you do all day?” and I finally purchased the latter, thinking I’ve glossed its title over the 1,001 list. Surprise, surprise. I reviewed the list come Monday to cross it out (yeah, I know what a geek I am) and I realized it wasn’t there.
Anyway, I’ve been reading through a couple of chick lit recently and I enjoyed reading this book. It’s about the modern American stay-at home mom who most of the time thinks about the things they miss when they decide to stay at home completely with their kids. The thing I liked about the book is that it’s not at all dramatic, no woe-is-me moments. It’s narrated in a breezy tone; humorous and well-written. The kind of book that’s simple enough to capture the mundane, so that the readers also understand well enough the dilemmas presented in the plot.
I guess the gist of the novel is that you cannot have the best of both worlds. Working mom or housewife, there will be certain things that you will need to sacrifice once you’ve chosen which path you want to take. The key is in appreciating what it is you’ve got and find a way to fill in what you think is missing.
It was a good weekend read. I also liked the popsicle-stained book cover. :)
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
Blog Lag.
Four-month lag, that is.
In between February and June were a flurry of things I got caught up with. I've put up a new travel and food blog, got a lot of work done, survived a hideous looking haircut, watched as my thesis partner moved to Singapore,and quarreled with good old friends while on vacation. All in four months' work.
I kept putting off writing in this side of the web because I might just be babbling away (like right now)insignificant things just for the sake of writing something in this blank space. But, hey, this is my blog. Heehee.
The thing is, the fact that I'm writing here means I need to practice writing again. Being on blog leave doesn't necessarily (or at all) sharpen my writing skills (if I have any, at all). So, you can expect more 'regular' posts here from now on. And no more, 4 month lag in the near future.
In between February and June were a flurry of things I got caught up with. I've put up a new travel and food blog, got a lot of work done, survived a hideous looking haircut, watched as my thesis partner moved to Singapore,and quarreled with good old friends while on vacation. All in four months' work.
I kept putting off writing in this side of the web because I might just be babbling away (like right now)insignificant things just for the sake of writing something in this blank space. But, hey, this is my blog. Heehee.
The thing is, the fact that I'm writing here means I need to practice writing again. Being on blog leave doesn't necessarily (or at all) sharpen my writing skills (if I have any, at all). So, you can expect more 'regular' posts here from now on. And no more, 4 month lag in the near future.
Monday, February 15, 2010
A one-paragraph reaction to Percy Jackson and the Lightning Thief
Too many characters and scenes omitted. I didn't expect the movie to be faithful to the book version but at least they could've kept the important characters such as Ares, Mr. D., the Oracle, Clarisse, and most especially Kronos. Without Kronos, there was really no point to it at all. There was even no mention of the prophecy. How do they propose to build up/connect to the other installments without the Titan and the prophecy, then?
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Stalker files
I'm a stalker. Sheesh.
It's not that hard to admit it, especially if you're not the 'I'll-follow-you-to-your-house-and-scare-the-wits-out-of-you' type of stalker. I'm just someone who likes to stalk people by viewing their facebook profiles every waking day.
Yes, I'm caught up with the social networking hullabaloo of our lifetimes. It's a very good distraction on a slow workday. And, sometimes, I think I'm a little obsessed with this social networking phenomenon. I always challenge myself to log-off entirely for even just a single day; to resist the urge to socialize virtually, to dispel the notion of stalking people on Plurk, Facebook, etc. But really, I always fail. Or if I manage to log-off for half an hour, I'm either really busy working or feeding another addiction - playing PvsZ.
It's funny how people seem to include SN in their daily routines; to think that the Internet was just invented 10 years ago or so (I'm not sure exactly when so correct me if I'm wrong). It makes me wonder if SN sites are just another fad until some better invention or site will take over. Or will I stalk people forever? Substitute face-to-face communication with chat, Plurk, or Twitter? Hump, I don't know the answer.
It's not that hard to admit it, especially if you're not the 'I'll-follow-you-to-your-house-and-scare-the-wits-out-of-you' type of stalker. I'm just someone who likes to stalk people by viewing their facebook profiles every waking day.
Yes, I'm caught up with the social networking hullabaloo of our lifetimes. It's a very good distraction on a slow workday. And, sometimes, I think I'm a little obsessed with this social networking phenomenon. I always challenge myself to log-off entirely for even just a single day; to resist the urge to socialize virtually, to dispel the notion of stalking people on Plurk, Facebook, etc. But really, I always fail. Or if I manage to log-off for half an hour, I'm either really busy working or feeding another addiction - playing PvsZ.
It's funny how people seem to include SN in their daily routines; to think that the Internet was just invented 10 years ago or so (I'm not sure exactly when so correct me if I'm wrong). It makes me wonder if SN sites are just another fad until some better invention or site will take over. Or will I stalk people forever? Substitute face-to-face communication with chat, Plurk, or Twitter? Hump, I don't know the answer.
Saturday, February 6, 2010
One Word: Thumbtack
It was painful like a thorn stuck in your thumb. She did not know what to say. She looked at him with a blank stare. And in return he glared at her. The air was filled with tension so intense that it was hard to breathe.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
One for the Books: The Friday Night Knitting Club by Kate Jacobs
Question from the reading guide: In your opinion, what is the main lesson of The Friday Night Knitting Club?
Answer: It's to give everyone - including yourself- a chance. Within the core of this book lies the central theme of forgiveness.
The Friday Night Knitting Club is a collection of women, each with a different story to tell. It is set in a New York Knitting shop called Walker and Daughter. Its owner, Georgia Walker, is a single mom trying to raise her bi-racial daughter named Dakota. She had her share of grief as the people she loved most either left or betrayed her - first her bestfriend Cat (who ditched her for college) and then, her boyfriend James who ran away when she told him she was pregnant. Her life changes when these two characters walk back in her life demanding her attention, and most of all, her forgiveness.
I was never one for chick lit/drama books. Nonetheless, I loved reading this book. Maybe because it talks about friendship as much as it talks about second chances and forgiveness.Also, I loved how the different women, with personal outlooks of their own, synergized and settled their differences through an old/traditional activity-knitting.
Final words: Life is what you make it and it's up to you how to knit or purl yours.
Tuesday, February 2, 2010
Hmmm...Makapag-blog nga.
'Yown. Naisip ko lang kasi anorexic na tignan tong blog ko.
Kaya i-popost ko na lang 'tong sinulat ko sa OneWord today.
Keyword: Snap
"And then she snapped. Just like that. All her hidden anger burst in one spastic shot. She looked at him with deadly eyes, with a coldness he could feel even if he's far from her."
That's all I can write in 60 seconds about "Snap". It seems pretty lame. I don't know, I just can't seem to have the gusto to write anymore. I'm not even making sense.
Kaya i-popost ko na lang 'tong sinulat ko sa OneWord today.
Keyword: Snap
"And then she snapped. Just like that. All her hidden anger burst in one spastic shot. She looked at him with deadly eyes, with a coldness he could feel even if he's far from her."
That's all I can write in 60 seconds about "Snap". It seems pretty lame. I don't know, I just can't seem to have the gusto to write anymore. I'm not even making sense.
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Pins and Needles
Tattoos are sexy, I guess, especially when you choose the right design that suits you. I had an officemate who had one recently. It was nice and -yes- sexy. A cursive writing stamped across his forearm which reads: Redemption. One might wonder: why Redemption? I'll leave it to you how you want to permutate or speculate on this. I don't want to dwell on what personal battles this acquaintance might have.
I've always wondered why people get tattoos. Explain it to a hemaphobic like me. The thought of needles make me sick. Is it for aesthetic purposes? Or is it like a shoutout? A personal statement?
The point is, I am considering getting one. Something gory, with arrows and hearts, snakes even. Riiiight. Kidding aside, I'm thinking a small tattoo on my wrist. Something that can pass as mindless ink scribbles. Barely there, yet once etched cannot be erased. Something that will read: Absolution. My mind's not made up yet. If I do decide to get one, I'll do it in March. Or April even.So that the scars will always make me remember.
I've always wondered why people get tattoos. Explain it to a hemaphobic like me. The thought of needles make me sick. Is it for aesthetic purposes? Or is it like a shoutout? A personal statement?
The point is, I am considering getting one. Something gory, with arrows and hearts, snakes even. Riiiight. Kidding aside, I'm thinking a small tattoo on my wrist. Something that can pass as mindless ink scribbles. Barely there, yet once etched cannot be erased. Something that will read: Absolution. My mind's not made up yet. If I do decide to get one, I'll do it in March. Or April even.So that the scars will always make me remember.
Monday, January 4, 2010
2009 Year-end Survey
1) DRINKING BUDDY OF THE YEAR?
Shet. Parang wala. Di ata ako masyado nag-inom ng 2009.
2) LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD (longest friend/s)
Same as last year’s. My true blue high school clique.
3) NEWCOMER AWARD - COOLEST NEW FRIEND/s?
Strat-mates. Cathy and Jonna.
3) HIGH POINT OF THE YEAR?
Zip line sa Linyon Hill with Mayon Volcano in the background.
4)LOW POINT OF THE YEAR?
Birthday ko. Nang nakasagap ako ng di magandang balita.
5) BEST HOLIDAY?
Labor Day! Wohoo Potipot escapade.
6) YOUR SONG FOR 2009?
BAD ROMANCE! Bagay na bagay.
7) MOVIE FOR 2009?
For me? UP.
10) WHO DID YOU SPEND VALENTINE'S WITH AND WHERE?
Lemme check my planner. Haha. Hmmmm…seems like I spent it with Ivan and Zandra. Singing our (broken?) hearts out.
12) WHAT WERE YOU FOR HALLOWEEN?
One of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs. Probably sneezy. Achooo!
13) RESTAURANT OF THE YEAR?
McDonald’s. Hehe.
14) KISS OF THE YEAR?
June 5, 2009. Yes, I keep tabs.
15) BEST DECISION MADE THIS YEAR?
Leave and let live. Hahahaha.
16) WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR NEXT YEAR?
Be a bit bitchy. See if it suits me. Bwahahahaha.
17) MOST STUPID IDEA WHEN DRUNK?
Drunk dialing. Then having the worst feeling in the morning, asking yourself: Why?Why?Why did I had to send him that message?” Worst than your looming hangover.
18) TV SHOW/s OF THE YEAR?
May Bukas Pa. Hekhek.
19) MOST LOYAL FRIEND(s)?
I have to give this one to Zandra.
20) BIGGEST CHANGE OF THE YEAR?
Switching gears.
21) NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION?
Nada.
Shet. Parang wala. Di ata ako masyado nag-inom ng 2009.
2) LIFETIME SERVICE AWARD (longest friend/s)
Same as last year’s. My true blue high school clique.
3) NEWCOMER AWARD - COOLEST NEW FRIEND/s?
Strat-mates. Cathy and Jonna.
3) HIGH POINT OF THE YEAR?
Zip line sa Linyon Hill with Mayon Volcano in the background.
4)LOW POINT OF THE YEAR?
Birthday ko. Nang nakasagap ako ng di magandang balita.
5) BEST HOLIDAY?
Labor Day! Wohoo Potipot escapade.
6) YOUR SONG FOR 2009?
BAD ROMANCE! Bagay na bagay.
7) MOVIE FOR 2009?
For me? UP.
10) WHO DID YOU SPEND VALENTINE'S WITH AND WHERE?
Lemme check my planner. Haha. Hmmmm…seems like I spent it with Ivan and Zandra. Singing our (broken?) hearts out.
12) WHAT WERE YOU FOR HALLOWEEN?
One of Snow White’s 7 dwarfs. Probably sneezy. Achooo!
13) RESTAURANT OF THE YEAR?
McDonald’s. Hehe.
14) KISS OF THE YEAR?
June 5, 2009. Yes, I keep tabs.
15) BEST DECISION MADE THIS YEAR?
Leave and let live. Hahahaha.
16) WHAT ARE YOUR PLANS FOR NEXT YEAR?
Be a bit bitchy. See if it suits me. Bwahahahaha.
17) MOST STUPID IDEA WHEN DRUNK?
Drunk dialing. Then having the worst feeling in the morning, asking yourself: Why?Why?Why did I had to send him that message?” Worst than your looming hangover.
18) TV SHOW/s OF THE YEAR?
May Bukas Pa. Hekhek.
19) MOST LOYAL FRIEND(s)?
I have to give this one to Zandra.
20) BIGGEST CHANGE OF THE YEAR?
Switching gears.
21) NEW YEAR'S RESOLUTION?
Nada.
Road trips and Resolutions(literally)
So there goes 2009.
I don't have resolutions for this new year except maybe for being a little more bitchy, just for a change. If you could call that a resolution, then I guess I did make one. I'm trapped between wanting and not wanting to fulfill this certain resolution. But, we'll see how I fare. Bwahahaha! Joke.
I spent the Christmas vacation with old college friends at San Juan Surf Resort in La Union. When I say old, it refers to the length of time we have known each other and not exactly about our ages. Whoa, talk about getting defensive and stuff. Well, if you get to think about it, as everyday passes you get older. Not younger; but inevitably closer to an older age; one day closer to say 24 y.o. - well, you get the drift.
Anyway, as I was saying, we went to this great surfing resort in La Union. We stayed for 3 days and 2 nights. On the 2nd day, we decided to go on a side trip to Vigan. This decision was utterly made on the misguided idea that Vigan is only two hours away from where we were staying. Ha-ha. Guess what? It took us 6 hours - 6 friggin' hours -to arrive. We left the surf resort at around 1:30 pm and arrived at sundown in Vigan. I was on the verge of throwing tantrums while riding the bus. And, mind you, the bus that we rode in deserves a major tantrum. Imagine all the unnecessary stops, the ripped cushion seats, and the long hours of waiting…and waiting…and waiting. Plus, we were starved. The plan was to have lunch at Vigan but we ended up having dinner instead. Where? Jollibee Vigan branch, the place to be, that's where. Do you know the term "galit-galit"? That's how we were while eating. After dinner, we returned to being our perky selves and were now able to laugh about the suspected jinxed trip. At least, there was the calesa ride to be happy about. I’ve been to Vigan before but I was alone on that trip. Well, not exactly alone – but with my boss, on business trip.
So much for my road rage this past holiday season. Come to think of it, I’ve been to many new places last year: Potipot, Boracay, Bicol, La Union, and Vigan. I’m surely looking forward to traveling this year. In June, I’ll be going to Iloilo with Cathy and Jonna. Who knows where else I could go in between now and the end of the year.
Before I close, here are a few snapshots from our La Union trip. Happy New Year everyone!
I don't have resolutions for this new year except maybe for being a little more bitchy, just for a change. If you could call that a resolution, then I guess I did make one. I'm trapped between wanting and not wanting to fulfill this certain resolution. But, we'll see how I fare. Bwahahaha! Joke.
I spent the Christmas vacation with old college friends at San Juan Surf Resort in La Union. When I say old, it refers to the length of time we have known each other and not exactly about our ages. Whoa, talk about getting defensive and stuff. Well, if you get to think about it, as everyday passes you get older. Not younger; but inevitably closer to an older age; one day closer to say 24 y.o. - well, you get the drift.
Anyway, as I was saying, we went to this great surfing resort in La Union. We stayed for 3 days and 2 nights. On the 2nd day, we decided to go on a side trip to Vigan. This decision was utterly made on the misguided idea that Vigan is only two hours away from where we were staying. Ha-ha. Guess what? It took us 6 hours - 6 friggin' hours -to arrive. We left the surf resort at around 1:30 pm and arrived at sundown in Vigan. I was on the verge of throwing tantrums while riding the bus. And, mind you, the bus that we rode in deserves a major tantrum. Imagine all the unnecessary stops, the ripped cushion seats, and the long hours of waiting…and waiting…and waiting. Plus, we were starved. The plan was to have lunch at Vigan but we ended up having dinner instead. Where? Jollibee Vigan branch, the place to be, that's where. Do you know the term "galit-galit"? That's how we were while eating. After dinner, we returned to being our perky selves and were now able to laugh about the suspected jinxed trip. At least, there was the calesa ride to be happy about. I’ve been to Vigan before but I was alone on that trip. Well, not exactly alone – but with my boss, on business trip.
So much for my road rage this past holiday season. Come to think of it, I’ve been to many new places last year: Potipot, Boracay, Bicol, La Union, and Vigan. I’m surely looking forward to traveling this year. In June, I’ll be going to Iloilo with Cathy and Jonna. Who knows where else I could go in between now and the end of the year.
Before I close, here are a few snapshots from our La Union trip. Happy New Year everyone!
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