I Forgot Valentine's

Oh I forgot it's Valentine's today. HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY!

It's also the birthday of my friend Lisa so happy birthday to her too even if she might not even read this. ^^ (But of course I already texted my greetings.)

I think having Valentine's Day for your birthday is cool and uncool at the same time. Cool because whenever people think of Valentine's, they'll remember it's your birthday. And it's cool to know that your birthday falls on a "holiday" and it's even associated with love, right? However, you can be cheated of your birthday because you'd just get the same gift for your birthday and Valentine's. So if your loved one is a cheapskate, sorry for you. Haha.

I don't have an actual Valentine's date today but I "dated" a male friend a while ago at Jollibee. He didn't give me chocolates. Worse, I treated him lunch.

Why was I having an unromantic lunch at Jollibee? We went to a nearby hospital because our friend's dad needed blood donors (though we weren't able to donate blood).

Talk about having a bloody Valentine.

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For Enday

This bloggery (blog post) is lovingly dedicated to my kambal (twin) in the blogosphere, Enday.

I just read her hurt over people who are judging her emo bloggery as entry for an online emo-writing contest. Some bloggers were saying that her blog is considered a humor blog so it was not appropriate to post such emotions. Worse, some didn't even believe her.

I think it's very cruel of those bloggers to judge Enday and misinterpret her purpose. Who would post such painful memories on her family if it were not true? And what would she gain? Can't a funny person have a soft spot, a broken heart? Ironic but I believe that the saddest stories come from those who laugh the most. I'm really infuriated with these people who wrongly judge my fellow blogger. She was just being true to herself but she was told a liar. She was just reaching out but she was told inappropriate.

Well, we have to accept that there are such people in the world. They say life is unfair but I think we make it so. Anyway, I'm here for you, kambal. Hugs.

Pacquiao vs. Diaz: Lethal Combination?

As I've finished Pacquiao's fight in GMA, with nine rounds spanning more or less two hours, I didn't feel the lightweight championship a lethal combination.

I'm no boxing fan (as perhaps most Filipinos are, but only watch Manny's fights as support for the Pambansang Kamao [National Fist]) yet I noticed even at the start of Round 1 that the outcome will be Manny's victory (despite knowing the true outcome, which really is Manny's victory). Just seeing Round 1 made me pity Diaz' measly attempt to knock Manny out.

By Round 3, hard-hitting blows hasn't fazed Diaz. One commentator even remarked that perhaps Diaz eats steel for breakfast. Hehe.

With the onset of Rounds 4 to 8, I couldn't help but admire Diaz' endurance for despite the fact that he won't be able to beat Manny, he stood firm and strong while taking Manny's power shots. Again, the commentator retorted that Manny might need to use a hammer to knock him down already. Haha. (The commentators were becoming comedians, huh?)

Of course, the anticipated Round 9 came and I was wondering how Diaz would be knocked out after all the endurance he's shown. Then he dropped on the floor. Won't budge. Manny won! What I liked was Manny even tried getting Diaz up on his feet though Manny was stopped by the surge of the people on the ring.

I love watching knockouts but I wasn't so satisfied with this fight because it wasn't as competitive as I expected. From the start, Diaz wasn't at par with Pacquiao, by speed or strategy. Still let's give Diaz an A for endurance. :)

Anyway congrats, Manny! Mabuhay ka! I know this isn't your last fight yet. We've seen you getting better and better each fight. Indeed you've gone a long way and I congratulate you for that more than your victory today. ;)

image from http://www.gmanews.tv/

Tech Tags: Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao, David Diaz, Lethal Combination, Filipino, boxing, knockout

Pacquiao New WBC Lightweight Boxing Champion

For the third time, ABS-CBN 2 has announced the outcome of Pacquiao's fight even before GMA 7 has televised the championship.

You see, we don't have cable television so we only watch Pacquiao's fights in GMA. However, since GMA has a lot of commercial endorsements in between all rounds of all the boxing competitions for today, I flip TV channels so I can also watch ABS-CBN's showcased movies. I've noticed that whenever Pacquiao has a fight at GMA, ABS-CBN always shows Star Cinema's recent movies.

As the news advisory stated, which is still being flashed at Pasukob, Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao defeated David Diaz by knockout in the 9th round. Well I haven't seen the fight so I can't comment yet except congrats to Manny and the Filipino people once again, ei? :D

Well, as of this post, there's still no Pacquiao-Diaz Lethal Combination fight in GMA. I can wait. ^^

image above from www.saddoboxing.com

Tech Tags: Manny "Pacman" Pacquiao, David Diaz, Lethal Combination, boxing, GMA, ABS-CBN

Bo and Harry Potter

First to the Last Harry Potter Book!

The ff. National Book Store branches shall open at 7:00 AM on July 21, 2007 to give you the latest copy of the anticipated ending of the Harry Potter series:

1. Cagayan de Oro Borja
2. Gaisano Bacolod
3. Glorietta
4. Greenhills Missouri
5. Katipunan
6. Mango Plaza Cebu
7. Olongapo
8. Q-Plaza
9. Quezon Avenue
10. Rizal Avenue
11. Robinsons Ermita
12. Robinsons Galleria
13. Shangri-la Plaza
14. Shopwise Sucat
15. Siliman University Dumaguete
16. SM Mall of Asia
17. SM North Edsa
18. Superbranch Cubao
19. Taft Avenue
20. SM Megamall


Bo’s Book Festival!

For Laking National Card holders (or those who want to make pabili to those card holders of which I am one):
Get a 10% Discount on the following books available at National Book Store authored by Bo Sanchez.

1. YOU CAN MAKE YOUR LIFE BEAUTIFUL
2. YOU HAVE THE POWER TO CREATE LOVE
3. HOW TO BE REALLY, REALLY, REALLY HAPPY
4. FILL YOUR LIFE WITH MIRACLES
5. SIMPLIFY AND LIVE THE GOOD LIFE
6. SIMPLIFY & CREATE ABUNDANCE
7. HOW TO FIND YOUR ONE TRUE LOVE
8. 8 SECRETS OF THE TRULY RICH
9. YOUR PAST DOES NOT DEFINE YOUR FUTURE

Offer is good until July 31, 2007.


BTWH

1. I released my Filipino version of Onde o Mar Acaba (if you haven't noticed). I consider this one of my rare achievements. Truly. ^_^

2. I and my calugurans didn't go to Nueva Ecija as planned due to bad weather. There's still next time. ^_^

3. Of course, I watched Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix. I think I liked Harry Potter 4 than this one. I was waiting for one of the main characters to die but realized at the end of the movie that he will die on the sixth installment yet. Wrong anticipation. Wehehe. XD

Not in the Mood

My energy died down last Sunday. I just don't know why.

Perhaps my jolly tank needs refueling.

But I need to blog so let me have a quick post instead.

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Work's back to normal.

Well, not the network connection, just the tasks. So if ever I can't post for the next couple of weeks, I'm out of civilization.

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There, I changed my layout. A crisper, cleaner look, ei?

What do you think?

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Watched Transformers last Sunday evening with Tetay at SM Clark. The cinema was full-packed and the front seats were the only ones left so we just imagined we were watching in IMAX instead. (Despite the hurting eyes. Hehe.)

Good film though, in spite of negative feedback I get from fans of the original TV series. Good thing pala I didn't watch the cartoons when I was a kid; therefore no prejudice on my part.

Kewl effects! :D

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My friend, Loyme, is back in the Philippines. Welcome home, Loim!

Thanks for the nifty wooden pen. ^_^

Hopefully I and my calugurans will visit his hometown in Nueva Ecija by the following weekend.

Here's a pic of us at Chic 'n Ribs around 3 AM last Sunday.

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Ciao!

~.~

Indelible Ink Day

May 14, election. The undying question remains: So what?

I have this icky indelible ink sunk in my nail that gnaws at me.
Go figure.

Yep, I exercised my right to suffrage.
Despite the anticipated (and welcomed?) electoral fraud and violence.
Despite the hopeless situation we're mucked in.

Well, I still have hopes for good governance.
Someday.
Soon?

I believe that we have to stick it out for our country by not being passive or indifferent. Where is nationalism in our veins?
A call to Filipinos! (Here we could insert plackards calling for attention. Weehee.)

If only integrity and morality can be poured onto politics like indelible ink. That would be the time.

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This is to remind me of my naivete:

There is no nightlife on Indelible Ink Day.

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My sis traced back our roots by interviewing our parents for a project on family tree. I was in awe when we found out that my paternal great-great-grandmother lived till my father was 6 or 7 years old. (My father was born on 1947.) She died at the age of 110.

If my calculations are right, Lola Dorothea was even older by Jose Rizal for approximately 10 years! She lived to experience the whole colonial times! The days of Rizal, Bonifacio, Aguinaldo... There was no Philippine flag or anthem yet. Perhaps she may have passed by Cavite for the inauguration since Batangas is just a few blocks away. (Yeah, right.)

My imagination could have gone on and on. I wished she had lived to tell me of those times. Those times that are now embedded in our history books. Wow.

Love Therapy Among Others

It seems that love is crazily brewing inside the small circle that I call world. Particularly with my girl friends and their textmates, if any or more. Hehe.

One who has a textmate till the wee hours of the morning.
One who is stalking her crush. (Don't ever do that again, I say!)
One who is encouraging a prospective suitor but loving someone else.
One who is not really encouraging a prospective suitor and/or loving someone else.
And I'm not telling who these are.

We single girls here in the office are setting up our "love therapy" sessions. Hahaha.

Lemme share an SMS message I got from Nhut long way back:

Think about this...
Anyone can make you happy by doing something special,
but only someone special can make you happy without doing anything.

That got me.
Ugh.

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Speaking of SMS messages, here are some that stood out from spams I got this week.

Gems of wisdom:
You're never too old to learn something stupid.
Smile... Tomorrow will be worse.
Never miss a good chance to shut up.
Don't hate yourself in the morning. Sleep till noon.
Don't run, you'll just get tired.
Don't steal. That's the government's job.
The number of people watching you is directly proportional to the stupidity of your action.
He who laughs last, thinks slowest.
Never take life seriously.
Nobody gets out alive anyway.
Always remember, you're unique. Just like everyone else.
(Hehehe)

Never let go of anyone that you couldn't go a day without thinking about.
There just might be a very good reason why they're always on your mind.
Sometimes it's the brain that knows too well what the heart tries so hard to deny.
(Awww...)

If the sun has not been made...
I would have been the hottest thing ever created.
(Whoa!)

Tanong:
Bakit di pwedeng magsuot ng hairnet ang mga kalbo?
Kasi...
Magmumukha silang...
Microphone!
Nyahaha!
Extreme! Extreme!
Magec Seng!
(Wahahahahaha. This is my favorite! ^_^)

Browsed through my pic archive and found this:

Taken by Tin at Ridgewood Residence on our stay in Baguio last January 2007.
Just found it appealing my sentimental state.
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BTWH:
Anticipating...
1. Harry Potter movie on July. (Am I right?)
2. Bo Sanchez' 8 Secrets of the Truly Rich. (No budget yet. Weehee.)
3. Bob Ong's McArthur. (Not yet available in NBS. *sob*)

Found Julia Campbell's blog on her stay in the Philippines. May God bless her soul.

strawberries yum yum

We went out to La Trinidad, Benguet for strawberry picking last Sunday. (Singing Strawberry Fields forever...)

As we ventured through the field, we saw Ate Sari's stall just in front of her strawberry lot. My officemates were enticed with the freshly-picked strawberries in the boxes, therefore leaving us all buying her goods. At first she was too timid to answer our questions but eventually perhaps she felt there was no escaping our curiosity. So here's some facts I just found out that day from Ate Sari.

* Those tiny things on strawberries (that we teasingly compare with blackheads) are the seeds that they plant. I honestly didn't know that. To think I never even imagined how strawberries could have emerged if I thought there were no seeds. (Germination anyone?)
* After planting the (blackhead-like) seed, we'll have to wait for 4 months before it grows into a beautiful blossom of a strawberry.
* After picking the ripened berries, just wait for two days and voila! Strawberries once more! ^_^
* The pickers do not own the plots in the Strawberry Fields. The government does.
* Just like any other job, the pickers applied to the government for the plots so they can earn a living.
* Ate Sari said that when she was still young, the fields were originally planted with wheat, not strawberries.

Aside from the strawberry info, we found out from Ate Sari's helper that most of the residents in Baguio are not really native Igorots but Ilokanos who've migrated there. It seems the government has leased the strawberry plots to Igorot families to sustain their living.

So this is Neri signing off with a handful of strawberry candies, a cone of strawberry ice cream and a bottle of sweet strawberry wine. Cheers!

six wa(l)king hours

Last night I met with Prick at Megamall to watch Happy Feet and accompany him to shop for his costume for his upcoming company Christmas party.

Sardines at MRT
I left work at around 6pm and traversed the road towards MRT. As usual a whole bunch of commuters crammed up the train despite growls and shoves. Sometimes I'm just amazed by how people seem stuck in the glass windows of MRT and still breathe. I was astounded last night how one lady got in despite her foot stemming out of the door. When the doors were signalled to close, she eventually put her foot right in the nick of time. Simply amazing.
Of course I didn't have the chance to get in that batch and had to wait for another train. I don't think I'm that powerful.

The Torture of Malling
So I met up with Prick at Mega A. Fortunately he was famished and we decided to eat first. I missed Teriyaki Boy so I suggested we eat there. That was at the Mega Strip B. After the dinner treat, we went back to Mega A and shopped, well he shopped, for clothes and colognes at Penshoppe and Oxygen. I just smelled all the perfume testers.
I don't know the exact amount he spent but I saw the cash registry at Penshoppe. I was dumbfounded. I'm not used to buying stuff... 3 items... for more than 1k. Call me thrifty but I just don't see the practicality in this. I guess I'm just poor hehe. That's why even if I liked one or two colognes I smelled back there, I debated with myself for the measly 75 pesos. I appraised my whole outfit yesterday and it didn't even sum up to 500 pesos. Bite me.
So back to the feet-killing stroll at the mall, we got lost. That brought more torture to our aching feet already. We didn't know where Bench was and checked with the directory. All it told us what it was at Mega A UGF. What kind of map did they have?! It just had numbers alloted to the stalls but the directory had no numbers of any kind to check with the map! Or were we just dim due to exhaustion? I've got no sense of direction whatever and Prick mistook LG to UG so we walked all the way from Mega A to Mega B once again then back to UG from Mega B to Mega A again. We had to circle our way to Mega A UG to find the much-sought-after Bench stall. Prick bought jeans while I smelled more colognes.
We headed for the department store afterwards so he could buy pajamas for his sister's birthday. The night had no luck to make Prick buy what he ought to buy. No pajamas fit for her sister, no costume for him. At least I found my gift for our Kris Kringle at the department store, worth less than 80 pesos. *big smile*
The feet torture prevailed till we saw the cinema for we bypassed another floor before we got there. How lucky life can be.

Unlikely Ending for Happy Feet
It was so delightful once I had the opportunity to sit in the cinema. It was heaven. I fought the urge to doze off for that was my primary goal --- to watch Happy Feet, not to torture my feet. My feet ain't happy that time. They must have cursed me to death.
The film was enticing to start with. I loved the penguins especially the baby ones. Mumble was so cute, particularly when he tap danced. However I didn't like the ending. I hate it. Why didn't they maintain the beauty of the film till it finished? The start was great, the middle part carried on the grand graphics and cool music but the ending just flopped. Where did it go? Why did that happen? Why did they force that resolution to the penguins? Argh. But I still love Mumble and the baby penguins.
I went home by midnight.

(sour) friendships and (melted) chocolates

I've recently had my first fight with my best friend. Well, not necessarily fight because he didn't mind the whole thing; while I was crying rivers of tears from anguished infliction. He didn't know I was really serious when I said I'd want our friendship to end. I meant it.

It was all through SMS.

That's the problem with SMS, you don't know the tone and expression of the sender. It's for your own (mis)interpretation. That's what happened to us.

We were in the middle of a depressive conversation and he joked something about a topic I'm too sensitive about. Usually he's a corny joker (but I still laugh at his jokes XD) but this time the act was lousy, insulting even. The actual matter was that he was talking about something else, I was thinking of another thing. Disaster. To think it was too early in the morning for such arguments... 2AM. Chaos ensued.

Honestly speaking, I'm really emotional. Despite the logic I possess, nothing can justify the tears that well from the deep hurt in my heart. Haha. Sentimental nonsense to others but that's what I am. Perhaps that's why I love having a male best friend. He's the practical balance to my zany feelings.

So I can't imagine the ridiculous expression on my best friend's face when I lashed at him on SMS. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned." Haha.

Emotions ran high lasting till 4 in the morning. I didn't sleep well afterwards and I had to get up by 7AM for a training. The whole day I was not the usual abnormal self. All because of him.

To cut the story short, we're kinda ok now. We've still got to talk one-on-one by next week but we could now laugh it off.

I've realized whatever happens for both of us, we are bonded by a friendship rooted on laughter and tears, joy and sorrow, triumphs and failures. I can't throw all those ten years of memories. Neither can he.

More cheers! :)

a bad recitation day

since i was in grade school, i was recognized for being an honor student. perhaps that led me to the belief that i can be good, that i've done something right in my life.

but life ain't school. there are no written exams to take and formulae to solve. i've not been good in recitation and hated the anticipation of it. perhaps that's what i'm having now... a bad recitation day.

i've not been prepared on the questions i'm answering, on the difficulties i'm hurdling. yeah, that must be it. i must be on the other side of the room, standing due to misunderstood gutteral sounds coming out of my mouth. at least i was not foaming. *wink*

i don't like boiling blood, especially if it's mine. i am not a warfreak; i've always been calm. that's why i hate feeling this way.

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soliloquy

if i was incapable, perhaps i am. i'm no expert in what i'm doing. i'm just being myself. if that's not enough then find another one who is. i won't kiss ass or play the image of someone who knows what he's doing even if he doesn't. i'm not a very good liar and i can't lie that much.

if i was not doing anything then perhaps what i'm doing is just nothing. just tell me instead. i don't need to hear it from someone else. i would understand if it were someone else who said it, but it was you, of all people who should know. i guess i should have known better.

caluguran

chokaran... repapips... friendship... barkada... kaibigan...

kahit ano pang itawag, iisa lang naman ang ibig sabihin...

pero gusto ko pa rin ang sa salitang kapampangan: caluguran. sa bagay parang sa kaibigan na may "ibig"; sa caluguran naman, "lugud". in short, pagmamahalan. bakit nga ba ako nagdadrama?

sa tanang buhay ko kasama ang aking barkada, last saturday lang kami naka-"gimik". baduy mang maituturing sa iba, nata-touch ako. kahit na di kami kumpleto, masaya. (at kelan ba naman kasi makukumpleto ang mga pips e last count ko, 21 na kami). hindi naman sa nang-iinggit ako sa mga di nakasama (pito lang kasi kami, biglaan e) pero masaya talaga. siguro dahil naramdaman kong naging matatag kami sa loob ng walo hanggang sampung taon (more or less)... na sa dami ng mga pinagdaanan naming assignment, hirap, pawis, luha, at sandamakmak na tawa, magkakasama pa rin kami hanggang ngayong may sari-sarili kaming trabaho.

nabuo lang kami nang third year high school na... hanggang nag-branch out sa iba pang gustong makisabay sa trip namin. dati mcdo lang, mayaman na kami. makabili lang ng burger meal at mag-stay ng isang oras mahigit para sa dakdak, masaya na kami.

lumipat sa tambayang bahay ni joyce, mas nakatipid. pare-pareho kasi halos ang sitwasyon sa buhay, okey na ang kaunting chichiria, manggang hilaw at bagoong para makaraos sa chikahan. kapag may birthday celebration pa nga, minsan ang ulam ay tilapia at balasenas (talong) pero ang tawa namin abot hanggang dulo ng apu. hanggang nauso ang pambansang pagkain ng pancit canton, tortillos cheese, kwek-kwek at kung anu-ano pang mamisong pagkain.

nag-aral, nagsigawa ng project, nag-production number sa klase, nagtapos ng high school, nag-college, nagka-lovelife (ang mangilan-ngilan), nakipag-break (ang halos sa mangilan-ngilang nagka-lovelife)... pero andun pa rin ang samahan at puntahan sa bahay na tambayan.

nauso ang christmas party at parlor games... hanggang nagsipagtapos ng college... nagkaroon ng sari-sariling trabaho... meron na ngang may sariling pamilya... pero wala pa ring nagkakatuluyan sa'min ha, kahit na akala ng iba sa pics namin e sweet daw kami sa isa't isa...

heto at kagagaling lang namin nung sabado sa "gimik." sa tinagal-tagal naming magkakasama, puro tambay sa bahay, overnight at pagtitipid ang ginawa namin. pero di nakahadlang sa kasiyahan, tawanan at sharing ng mga problema. kaya siguro sa'kin malaking bagay na ang nangyari sa'min. lumilevel na kami, ika nga ni pepe.

kung dati, tilapia at balasenas, ngayon sisig at litsong manok na. kung dati, pinagkakasya ang kaunting barya sa bulsa, ngayon sari-sariling offer na sa share sa bayad. kung dati videoke kina joyce, ngayon pwede na sa chic 'n ribs. kung dati, tubig lang o coke kung maswerte, ngayon may konting san mig light na. konti lang naman hehehe.

umabot kami ng alas tres ng madaling araw nung linggo. oo, ganoon kami katagal talaga magkwentuhan. may halong tawanan at seryosohan na yun.

nakakatuwa na biniyayaan ako ni Lord ng mga kaibigang hanggang sa pagtanda ay makakasama ko. siguro gumigimik pa kami nun. sabi nga namin, pag may mga anak na kami, kasali na namin sa parlor games.

Here's to the old times and the best of new ones
Here's to a song of glee
Finding our way from illusions to realities...

I'm growing up, getting down
Putting my both feet on the ground
With all my friends behind me
How can I go wrong this time?... :)

of funerals and weddings

last sunday, my aunt died at 5 o' clock in the morning.

my uncle (her brother) was tending her while she was sick. he said he just took a pee and when he came back, my aunt was not breathing then. it wasn't a great loss, as if i was devastated. my aunt had neurosis and didn't interact with people normally... causing a distant relationship with most of the kin with her. i could liken her death with a fleeting butterfly that passed by the flowers, doing her share of work, not more.

we didn't know the exact cause of her death. she didn't complain of any illness despite the growing lump in her throat, which bled a few days before she died. however she didn't eat much, if she even ate at all. it was coming to her yet the thought of someone i once used to see in my childhood, laying now in the coffin makes me kinda sad. yet i know it's better for her, to not feel pain anymore, to be with the Father.

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last sunday, i attended pepe's brother's wedding. the ceremonies started at 5 o' clock in the afternoon.

i and tetay had no gift yet we went to the church and even at the reception. it was just pepe's mother's invitation which kept gnawing at me to come to the event.
in her own words (in kapampangan): "ena kayu magregalu. basta atyu kayu, makuswelu na kami."
[translation: "don't bring gifts anymore. as long as you come, we're happy already."]

i was touched by her words and i felt like her child, too, that's why i felt i should come to the wedding. so i dragged tetay along. to sum it up, pepe really was happy to see us in the church.

we didn't have the chance to greet the newly-weds. we were so ashamed of ourselves with no gift.

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it's eerie if you notice the time of the said events. coincidence, ei? as i told my friend, life just continued its cycle... of life, love and death...

tambak

that's the word for the past week and perhaps some days to come...

tambak...

namutawi sa mga labi ng mga tao lalo na nang nagkaroon ng "inter-company" basketball competition (kuno) nung friday. ba naman yan lang ang made-describe ko dun... tambak... halos kalahati ba naman ang score... tambak! ulit-ulitin ba... pero di ko kinakahiya ang mga boys namin dahil syempre proud pa rin akong cheerer at watergirl... yup kaming tatlo nina lisa at chen naging cheerers, watergirls, at somewhat babysitters na rin sa mga bata... masaya naman... kaya sayang at di nakasama si nhut (nagpadala ba naman kasi sa *toot* [di ko pwede sabihin e])...

after a long long time, nakapaglaro uli ako ng patintero courtesy of the little kids. nakakatuwa nga si tristan (aka june liit) dahil bawat mataya e umiiyak. so after 2 strikes, naisipan na naming wag syang isali sa magkabilang team. he had a team of his own ika nga. di naman nya napansin na kahit sinong maging taya, sya di natataya. wehehe :D

so after the tambak episode, pinakain kami kina ma'am maiel (the winners)... nagkaron tuloy nang hamon for a rematch para naman daw si sir june naman ang mag-treat next time. afterwards, nakapanood pa kami ng dvd kina sir june courtesy of tan's (aka boy kalog... peace! :D) DVDs. [note: di ko na sasabihin kung sino si aka boy tuod dahil sumama ata loob... peace uli! :D]

di na ako nakauwi nang pampanga this past weekend (waaaaahhhh)... super stressed out tuloy... tambak na kasi sa defects, tambak pa sa stress. stress reliever ko na nga lang pag-uwi sa pampanga at makita si ponky (ang pusa ko) , di pa nangyari. kaya ayun super toxic.

kaya anong naisip kong gawin nung sat para matanggal ang stress? bumili ako ng libro ng paborito kong filipino author (bob ong) --- stainless longganisa. antagal ko talaga sa national... ewan ko ba, there's some comfort on being surrounded by books and reading them, of course... napaisip pa tuloy ako nang nakita ko ang scrapbook area... pwede ring hobby. dapat talaga magkaron ako nang hobby na di kelangan masyadong mag-isip para di na maragdagan pa wrinkles (kung meron man, pero wala pa sana) sa fez ko. biruin mo ba naman, programming na nga living ko tapos hilig ko pa magbasa ng mystery novels, mag-solve ng puzzles, at mag-compose ng poems. siguro deep fried na brain ko... no wonder...

sa wakas nakabili na rin ako ng fluffy pillow!!! at bumili na rin ako ng cute bath towel para di mahirapan sa paglaba ng towel ko sa apartment... talagang sinunod ko kapritso ko that day para lang matanggal stress... which i guess suited me at the time. di ko naman pinagsisisihan dahil ang simple lang naman talaga ng joys ko. mababaw lang talaga kaligayahan ko :) biruin mo naman unan lang na malambot, masaya na ko :D

pagkauwi, himalang nilinis ko ang mga jalousy ng bintana (note: lower part lang dahil di ko na maabot ang sa itaas... wehehe) at winalis ko ang buo kong kwarto. yup, that was a miracle! :P inumpisahan ko na ring maglaba afterwards kaya super pagod na ko at gutom... worse thing is walang food sa apartment (wala na palang gas)... kaya after maligo (which i don't do usually at evening, sobrang dumi ko nga lang talaga that time sa nanlilimahid na alikabok mula sa windows), straight ako sa jabi with my pambahay outfit :D

hayyyy... ang habang post na ito. tama na muna.. till next time, napagod na ko... tambak din tong post, no? ;)

kids having sex?!!!

i was chatting with my housemates last night and ended up with a lot of ideas and stories passed on.

we read an article from a tabloid stating that an "innocent 'bahay-bahayan' turned to a sex bout." i was so shocked to learn that a 5-year-old boy and a 3-year-old girl had sex while they were playing at the latter's house. the girl's mother caught them in the act and filed criminal charges on the boy. the boy is now under custody of DSWD as per told in the article.

questions kept popping in my head and blurting out my mouth... how did this come to be? why did they do that? how were they able to do that in the first place? what did they feel when they did that? could you say it was lust? should the 5-year-old boy be accused of rape already? should he be jailed for doing so?

my housemates agreed that the kids might have watched it in television and tried to imitate the sex scenes. or it might be imbued by the spreadout of nude bodies in tabloids and other printed materials elsewhere.

our babysitter even added her story regarding the matter. once she saw her 4-year-old niece having sex with another 4-year-old boy. it seems they have a relationship. to think they were just 4-year-olds! they even don't know how to read and write and the first thing they know is sex already! she lost her virginity at the tender age of 4!

ah! what has the world gone into? what more in the generation of my future children? tsk tsk tsk... parental guidance is most needed nowadays but less applied.

in the brink of poverty

yep... we're low on money here right now... even a single centavo matters :D

since saturday, we've felt so poor and humbled for lack of money. we've met at gateway mall, chic and elegant (coz it's still new, mind you :D) , though we're out of place there. we can't even buy decent candies at the candy store without thinking of the precious grams! (a hundred grams of candies cost 130 pesos already so we really didn't want to consume the complete hundred grams. we need to save every penny!)

now i'm at a loss of words (and money) to describe how hopeless we are. wehehe. in my case, i need to spend at most 500 pesos this whole week so i can survive next payday. how poor can i get? think of squeezing everything...

actually i'm not into money really. i don't care how much anyone's salary is because i don't judge one's character on his earnings. however, given the situation... i do realize that money is important (but not everything, not the essence) to live in this world due to our necessities. everything we need has a price... thank God air isn't still in that list. how cruel can the world get if that happens...

hearts day once again

valentines day... a day for flowers... chocolates... dates... all the romantic works and notions... it's the great day of love... of affection... of showy lovey-doveys...

it's also a dreadful day for singles who treat it so damn special that they focus their attention on the loss of a special someone to date instead of focusing on more important things...
actually, i don't care if i don't have a date today. it's just the boys here in the office (specifically vince "baduders") which constantly tease us single girls of our zero lovelives.

but i guess it's just like christmas... valentines is not seen as what it should be... beyond the flowers, chocolates and candlelit dinners. it should be more than that though less grandiose.

i had a great hearts day before it even started. i was even sick with my inflamed left tonsil and lymph nodes yet i visited pepe, a friend who was sick too... to find out that he's not sick anymore. so we visited tetay, our other sick friend (yep, we were all sick friends :D), who has chicken pox (pepe and i were afraid at first to go for fear of contamination :D). off we went with the coconut i gave to pepe, which we will eventually share with tetay.
we had a bulblit dinner (pepe and i were requesting tetay for candles but she did not consent due to shame for the neighbors) outside her house, overseeing the big bright full moon. it was beautiful... just the three of us dining and chatting and laughing at our own stories. i was touched because after almost nine years we were still there like we used to when we were still in high school.

the night ended with a cold breeze embracing me while i was going home.