aint it just the most wonderful time...

I’ve been uber blessed with so many things this Christmas season. To think I haven’t been able to really prepare much. I used to make it a point to give a really well-thought-of gift to my really close friends. But I dunno, I just didn’t feel that Christmassy until the day itself.

Anyway, here’s sharing what I got this year. The bags, the slippers, the pc…

I’m eyeing on two new shirts. For myself of course. I am so addicted to Topshop. I’ve been burning munny on simple shirts from that shop, argh.

when it rains pineapples...

It was Drew Barrymore’s Lucy in 50 First Dates which got us driving all the way up to Tagaytay one wet December weekend.  Hehehehe…inspired by her statement that they pick pineapples on birthdays:  “it’s a tradition!”.  And so my bestfriend Rachelle drove us to the hills and the traffic just to have late birthday lunch over at RSM and hopefully go picking some of them pineapples later.  However, the weather wasn’t too cooperative.  It was drizzling on our way up and then it just started to pour buckets and buckets soon after.  We got to RSM in one piece though. The food was excellent or perhaps we were just sooo hungry at 5pm…either way, we enjoyed the food.  Loved the kare-kare and the dessert.  

After late lunch cum early dinner, we had to rush back to Manila so that Cecille can make it to her brother’s thanksgiving dinner in QC… We also checked out the pineapples…no pineapple pickings though..just those being sold along the roadside. Rachelle also bought nice flowers..  We got a good deal on this really nice yellow and pink mums ... We also got us some mushroom burger for baon in case we still get hungry going home.  But alas, the way home proved to be problematic we were stuck in traffic for what- 45 minutes just a few meters from the town proper. I had to call trapik.com to confirm the situation and lo and behold, traffic was backed up from Carmona to Bicutan and so it would be impossible for us to make it to QC that evening. Apparently, it was raining real hard over in Metro Manila too.  Our designated driver cum birthday celebrator Rachelle was already getting tired of driving all day we could see how she’s so sleepy and all. So we decided that we either rest or spend the night in Tagaytay…  so we drove back up and got us one of those transient places…  we stumbled upon a certain 5R house by the roadside.  We got us a pretty nifty room.  The bed was huge and it even had pull-out.  For 1200php twas a great bargain. We were to leave at around 5am so I could make it back to my boardwork at 9am.  Twas quite fun cuz we never really planned anything like staying in that place. We couldn’t change clothes. We didn’t have stuff with us also so we had to sleep in our clothes. We wanted to watch Pinoy Big Brother too just for the hell of it…that night being the so called Big Night.  oh well, I  just slept through the damn thing hehehehe…I couldn’t even make any more conversations.  So tired because I started my day pretty early that Saturday. Well at any given day for that matter..hehehehe.
Anyway, we were talking about Emily Rose, the exorcism on our way back that evening, so in the morning driving back home, we were tryna scare ourselves as fog was really thick and twas still pitch black dark with only the reflectors guiding us .   Twas a great trip cuz we managed to get back to Manila in an hour and a half. Fogs withstanding….hehehehe… twas fun..truly memorable.  Gad we’re no longer kids. Man, the girls are already engaging in long driving.  

I’m going back to the gym by tomorrow, I promise.  I’m still recuperating from last week’s setbacks.  Geez. I hope to fully recover this week as this is the last weekend before Christmas.  My sister is coming home this Friday and I expect to be loaded by the weekend..hehehehehe…w800i…come to hotmamma!!! Hahahaha…

I’ve yet to get back on my paperworks. I am seriously needing to finish stuff, like the IEPs and the evaluations and the journal and stuff…things needa be signed and all.  Anyway, I’m keeping my fingers crossed that I wont get sick anymore so that I could finish everything before the week ends.

Oh, I’m gonna be pineapple picking myself soon.  Interesting! I didn’t know that my folks had our place in Silang planted with pineapples!!! Hopefully for my birthday, I could bring my friends up there..

Oh them pineapples!!! Yum-yum-yum!

today could have been the greatest if only...

It was “the” day today.  Earlier today, I was subjected to a critical evaluation by my prof in practicum.  If you’re to ask me how I did? I think I did pretty okey. But the kids were pretty terrible. I mean, they were’nt too cooperative earlier. They were so amazed by my professor’s videocam. Mam Bustos was cool about it though..Said twas understandable... Josh and Jp were particularly obnoxious and grrrrrrrr.  But no sweat, they are my kids after all.  Oh well, if I was gonna get a bad grade, then so be it. I’m not gonna push it.  

I have been out of dream for the past coupla days.  I didn’t show up cuz a chunk of my allergens could be found on that uber shite construction floor.   Aside from the fact that it already caused me a few days off my work calendar, I’ve been spending so much on the expensive drugs to keep me well. Sheesh. It’s so hard when sickness hits you especially if it directly affects your source of income- my voice!  Dang!  

When I had to go home for the afternoon, I was especially sad to find out that our dear Buttercup was feeling really weak all of a sudden. Before the day ended, he bid adieu like Akrho.  I dunno what’s wrong and I could only get sadder. I caught my niece crying in the corner. We basically took care of Cupcup as we would like to call him.  He was this sweet, really playful mixed breed Labrador retriever looking pup.  He was part of Tuni’s first batch of litter.  They were three then …Blossom, Bubbles and Buttercup…yup, after the Powerpuff girls. But Cupcup was the only boy in the brood.  Blossom left us earlier on because of a disease. Oh man, I’m getting teary-eyed now.  I love that dog. After Bourghie, he prolly is the next one I really liked.  I dunno…it just came as a big surprise cuz he wasn’t that sick the day before. Oh man.

I dunno…I ought to be happy that I’m recovering well from my allergic bronchitis, and that munny is coming in ever so smoothly even though I’ve to spent so much also again because of my allergies and all…

My sister’s coming home for the holidays, and we’re all excited. After four years, this would be the first time. She’s bringing the husband too.  She already promised us a shopping spree and it got me hearing cash registers and ding ding ding. She’s getting me a new phone.  Yippee… I’m confused as to what I wanna get. It’s a toss between the SE w800i and the w900i… Sony Ericsson’s definitely my brand of choice. I don’t think I could ever go back to Nokia.  But a lot of my friends are actually pimping the N90 … but I’d rather go for the dark horse.  See the thing is if I’d go for the more expensive one, she might not get me other stuff like a new digicam or that nice gym stuff from the Stella Mcartney line of Adidas.  Speaking of gym, I’ve been sidelined by so many things that I wasn’t able to go to gold’s for the entire week. Uh-oh!!!  But I plan to get serious again by next week.  I need to. Ayayayay!!!

Oh well, I’m just thankful I’m still in one piece. Life should get better from here.  

Just wanted to say goodbye to my sweetykins, Cupcup.  Sleep tight my baby Buttercup…Cupcup Baby we’ll miss you!

the yahoo of the bristles

For sentimental reasons, I got really sad upon finding out that two of my old mailboxes have been deactivated by yahoo. To think that the other one was my first ever email addy…sigh! I’ve had that for years and years. Dang! Full of memories, I’m telling you…early goof offs actually. I wasn’t able to save the messages there but somehow it’s okey… like it’s a good thing I believe. More like a blessing in disguise.  I really don’t have the heart to delete the account myself, not even the messages.  But I suppose it was God’s way of ridding me of my past mistakes. That particular mailbox pretty much contained a bulk of my stupidity from years back… Oh well, the sigh could better yet be one of relief, I’d like to think.

Anyhoo, I have yet to write about my recent pilgrimage to Manaoag. Yes, finally, after several postponements, things had to happen just so I could finally finally go to Pangasinan to say my thanks to the Lady.   I had with me two of my best buds from high school both of whom are going there for the first time. I tell you, eventhough the trip was exhausting, I could very well say that it was well worth it.  As expected a real darn bad headache on the way back ruined my evening. But what do you know, just a simple breathe in breathe out tactic kept me goin until, I finally succumbed. Consequently, I wasn’t able to come in for my morning duty at trapik. Oh well…so much for trying.  My apachichi was happy to wake up beside me anyhow. You shouldve seen how he reacted when he opened his eyes and I wasn’t in a hurry to leave at all.  Well we played and played until I had to go to school and be with the other kids.  It’s not often that I  get to stay in the mornings and just not do anything.  Hay….you know me. Work is essentially my lifestyle. But I wouldn’t be complaining about it. I actually love it cuz I chose it. Hay…

As of writing I’m coughing. And to think I’d be having my teacher evaluation tomorrow.  Oh my goodness. I dunno what I’m gonna do…

Getting off-kiltered as always…here I am also raving about my current obsession, peanut butter cups. Gad, I’m so addicted to it these days.  I’m also all praises to this oral b toothbrush I now possess thanks to my tita’s kindness. The bristle bomb is actually part of the huge lot that my Tita Carmen sent from the states.  I dunno-- prolly I’m just weird but I enjoy the weird looking rubber bristles on the side. Love the color too…

In Memoriam...

He was born March 16.  In 1994, we got news from a family friend that we’re having him around.  Blue-eyed liver patched.... Yup. That was what he was…  ole adorable blue-eyed…but he was quite fierce. I don’t even remember being able to pat him. I was actually scared of him…Gad, he’s huge.  

His name’s Akhro. He got separated from his family early on. In fact after only 2 years, everyone in his family passed on.  

We tried to give him the best as much as we can.  He’s pretty special too in every sense of the word... He’s actually epileptic. Akhro, the fierce epileptic...how more ironic could it get now?

I miss him already. I suppose we all do. It’s pretty sad thinking about the last days of his life. I never got to say goodbye to him.  Apachichi was able to during the afternoon. And Apachichi would forever remember him. Though he couldn’t say it yet, the gestures and the pointing to the picture I have in my bag captures his innocent yet sincere sentiments about Akrho, the fierce epileptic.    

Take care baby Akhro… I know you will. Bourgie’s up there with you.  You’ve spent a lot of your years together.  Sleep well, ole blue eyes…

After 11 years, he left us one Tuesday evening.  It was eight of the month, and it was the saddest of the month…

So long our fierce epileptic… we’ll see you again Akrho…


  

When the cocks go shuttling

In the heat of the afternoon I dared go meet up with Lot to play baddie…

After months and months, I finally got reacquainted with my racquet… geez I thought I lost my game already…but after warming up for several minutes, got my groove back.

Playing from 230 to 4pm, twas no joke. Twas a good play at 75 bucks. Best deal for a play-all-you-can set up.  I’ve gotten used to shelling out more than that back at Smashville in Ortigas.  Sweat glands worked overtime that hallow’s afternoon.  I had to go back to the office right after. I’m having second thoughts of going to the gym since they’d be closing at 9 and I’m soooooo spent.  Gaddd.

I heard about an old acquaintance getting his girl pregnant. I wasn’t too shocked. I couldn’t be. Me the lola, remember?  Anyway, there goes another example of how we can’t have it all.  I wish his family well. I hope he’s ready for the big plunge into parenthood. I know I wouldn’t be. It’s pretty scary.

Flashback to Saturday…Rachelle, Cecille and I went onto our great shopping adventure. Destination: 168 mall in Divisoria.  With our pockets still full fresh from payday Friday, we braved the heat of the late Saturday morning and got ourselves in a thick stack along Kalentong going Manila.  We got bored to our wits in traffic. Thankfully, we stuffed ourselves earlier with a delectable brunch from our fave resto—you guessed it, Yoshi…  

Even though I didn’t get to indulge in any cardio activities in the gym, all the walking that we got ourselves into would have more than enough made up for it…hahahaha…

And how was my shopping cart? Nothing much… I didn’t get to buy much. Although I had the munny, I didn’t even attempt to splurge.  I didn’t think I’d need any of those I saw.  I got to buy some giveaways for the kids though… Rachelle had plenty of shopping bags to carry… She even went back the next day and the next day..hahahaha…Talk about shopping addictions. I know I had mine a coupla years back. I don’t know if I’m still gonna get attacks anytime soon.

Fast forward to today, for the first time in months, I got to sit down and plot my journal and daily time record for practicum… Thank God, Mam Therese is the ever understanding professor… argh, if not!  Anyway, I’m prepping myself up for my great observation/ evaluation.  I’m to schedule it and I decided to do it on the 16th and 22nd. Hmmmmh… Weirdness.  I needa exert a little more effort on the last few weeks of my stay in Wee Care. I feel as though I’ve been very lax and  very complacent…Traits I’ve always hated. Darn!  

Oh, where are you island boy when I need you most… hay!!!

Can’t wait for my sister to get here … she promised to buy me stuff..I’m gonna ask her to buy me a phone… My bro already promised me a laptop… and then I’m gonna get me that trip to Hongkong with lotsa pocket munny for my birthday …oh goody!!! Disneyland wait for me!!!

In the meantime, I’m wishing myself all the luck in the world to pass this practicum in a jiff. It’s screwing up my already crazy sked… and then there’s a thesis to think about.. hopefully, october 2006 would  mean an MA for me… and then an island boy to forget about….oh when will I ever??? Tsk,tsk…tigas ng ulo!!!

cheese attacks on a monday afternoon...

I’ve found me a new emote-like-anything-kinna-song.   Call it uber cheesiness…but I dunno. I think it’s so much better than any Celine or old Mariah for that matter… so here goes…tantantanan…. Ladies and gentlemen, Kelly Clarkson…

Because of youI never stray too far from the sidewalkBecause of youI learned to play on the safe side so I don't get hurtBecause of youI find it hard to trust not only me, but everyone around meBecause of youI am afraidI lose my wayAnd it's not too long before you point it outI cannot cryBecause I know that's weakness in your eyesI'm forced to fakeA smile, a laugh everyday of my lifeMy heart can't possibly breakWhen it wasn't even whole to start with

to be is to believe

What would you do if you suspect your friend’s committing adultery?
I know it shouldn’t be my problem anymore. It’s this person’s life.  I am just a friend. No matter how concerned I am, I don’t think that this certain friend would even appreciate my thoughts on the situation.  

It’s just that I happen to care a lot about this person…but what can I do, I’m just a friend…sad, sad!

It’s funny that I’d feel bad that my friend would get involved in something like adultery when years ago it was somebody close to me like myself  hahaha, got in the same mess.  Forgive my juvenile delinquencies. At 23, and on top of my game, my goals were pretty short term and selfish.  

Now at 29, the short became long and ish became less…yup.  I’ve gone thru the phases, painful and fun, and I am just glad I did.

My friend’s older. Hopefully, this person would also realize that there’s so much to be thankful for. This friend of mine is pretty smart anyway.  But sometimes it’s just not enough that you’re smart. You got to have friends to keep you on track… I wish I could do that for this friend.  I want to…but remember how it felt like when it was happening to me? Well I do understand that one should go thru this in order to learn and rehabilitate. Oh well.  Exactly how I imagine this friend would say…” oh well”, when it finally hits the fan for this person… I know this friend only too well.  Or do I really?

Off tops:  island boy rang me… didn’t say anything though.

oh those late nights ...

Just when you are about to call it a night, you stumble upon a tall, lanky,geeky dorky looking funny redhead on cable tellie…

You ask yourself: what’s this about? What’s he about? Why’s he jumping on the stage? Trying to be funny and all?  

And then you find out for yourself:  this is pretty good…next to another red-head named Archie Andrews, this guy really rocks!  He’s funny and even funnier is how he puts himself down. But make no mistake-- the dude is actually a low-profile overachiever…having graduated with high honors (read: magna cum laude) from no less than Harvard University.  And you say to yourself, geez-he’s a geek in disguise…well he certainly is…

But there’s more to this guy who was once described by a dude from the Washington Post as a “living collage of annoying nervous habits. He giggles and titters, jiggles about and fiddles with his cuffs. He has dark, beady little eyes like a rabbit. He's one of the whitest white men ever." –( Tom Shales, The Washington Post)

I caught this beady eyed Irish lad  from 2 years ago right when I was still into David Letterman…I hated Jay Leno for unknown reasons and it almost rubbed off on him but he was able to redeem himself.  How could he not…

Well, this is how he gets to you…

Mr. O’brien simply:

1. Clasps his hands during his monologue, between setup and punchline


2. Often knocks over his desk microphone (on purpose)


3. His sketches sometimes have a surreal tone


4. Makes extensive use of chromakey, puppetry, and cheap-looking models pulled by threads


5. Sometimes switches into a silly voice or affectation and back again, similarly to Robin Williams but not so manic


6. Often jokes that his show is underfunded and unpopular due to its late time slot when it is, in fact, highly successful


7. Often moves outside the camera frame or very close to the camera during his monologue


8. Often hops around like a bunny


9. Often manipulates his pompadour


10. Often makes fun of his red hair and large head


11. Always does a hop and gesture with the band at the beginning of his show


12. Almost always comments on the audiences' applause before his monologue


13. Often makes fun of Kirstie Alley and Ruben Studdard for being overweight. Paris Hilton and Michael Jackson also make easy targets for him


14. Performs the string dance at the request of guests on his show, and sometimes on his own

Can you tell that I really look up to this guy?

Wait til you read about his scholastic endeavors…
After graduating as the valedictorian from Brookline High School (Brookline, Massachusetts), O’Brien entered Harvard University. Throughout his college career, he was a writer for the Harvard Lampoon humor magazine. During his junior and senior years, O’Brien served as the Lampoon's president, making him only the second person ever to serve as president twice, and the first person to have done it in 85 years. He graduated magna cum laude from Harvard in 1985 with a concentration in American History and Literature.


His credits?
Writer - filmography Late Night with Conan O'Brien: 10th Anniversary Special (2003) (TV)

1. 50 Years of NBC Late Night (2001) (TV)


2. Saturday Night Live: 25th Anniversary (1999) (TV)


3. Saturday Night Live: The Best of Phil Hartman (1998) (TV)


4. "Late Night with Conan O'Brien" (1993) TV Series (writer)


5. Lookwell (1991) (TV)


6. "The Simpsons" (1989) TV Series (writer) (episode 4.08 "New Kid on the Block") (writer) (episode 4.12 "Marge vs. the Monorail") (writer) (episode 5.03 "Homer Goes to College") (writer) (episode 5.05 "Treehouse of Horror IV") (as Watch Conan O'Brien)


7. "Saturday Night Live" (1975) TV Series (writer) (1987-1991) ... aka NBC's Saturday Night (USA: original title) ... aka SNL ... aka SNL 25 (USA: new title) ... aka Saturday Night Live '80 (USA: new title)


8. "Not Necessarily the News" (1983) TV Series (writer)

Producer - filmography

1. "Late Night with Conan O'Brien" (1993) TV Series (producer)


2. "The Simpsons" (1989) TV Series (producer) (1991-1993)


3. Lookwell (1991) (TV) (producer)

Truly a rarity on late night tv…never thought that my insomnia would give me something good…didn’t know that it’d come out as a 6 foot 4” red head…

Lemme end this  by sharing with you a part of his commencement speech at harvard back in 2000…


I've dwelled on my failures today because, as graduates of Harvard, your biggest liability is your need to succeed. Your need to always find yourself on the sweet side of the bell curve. Because success is a lot like a bright, white tuxedo. You feel terrific when you get it, but then you're desperately afraid of getting it dirty, of spoiling it in any way. I left the cocoon of Harvard, I left the cocoon of Saturday Night Live, I left the cocoon of The Simpsons. And each time it was bruising and tumultuous. And yet, every failure was freeing, and today I'm as nostalgic for the bad as I am for the good. So, that's what I wish for all of you: the bad as well as the good. Fall down, make a mess, break something occasionally. And remember that the story is never over. If it's all right, I'd like to read a little something from just this year: "Somehow, Conan O'Brien has transformed himself into the brightest star in the Late Night firmament. His comedy is the gold standard and Conan himself is not only the quickest and most inventive wit of his generation, but quite possible the greatest host ever." Ladies and Gentlemen, Class of 2000, I wrote that this morning, as proof that, when all else fails, there's always delusion. I'll go now, to make bigger mistakes and to embarrass this fine institution even more. But let me leave you with one last thought: If you can laugh at yourself loud and hard every time you fall, people will think you're drunk. Thank you.

Only  a few people can come up with something hillarious as that but still sensible…  Only Conan the O’brien can do that… well, I hope someday I could too…

smmmmmmmmmmmmmmannnndayyy!!!

Today is a Monday…the day of the week when I am almost always late…hahahaha... but hey, it’s been a week since I got the good news. I have yet to go back to visit the Lady..but I promised to do so, so I will… just tryna fix the sked… whoaaaa…what a year!!! It’s like everything’s really happening.  

I got to treat the folks to an awesome dinner from Superbowl… we enjoyed it a lot.  Bring out the Chinese blood, why don’t we… I got to spend time with my little babies… my pamangkins and apos…dang!!!

Sales have been pretty good over the weekend… I think I earned me a grand or so by selling some ek tickets… and then I got to splurge some of that on some beauty products.  I got me some eye shadow and cheek tints…I’m prepping up for Saturday’s wedding..dang, I didn’t know how huge my participation was until last night, and boy, oh boy, I didn’t know that it would be a lot…look, I’d be the first reader during the ceremony..then in the reception, I’d be co-hosting plus I’d be a well-wisher..not to mention that I am also organizing my friends’ attendance…geez… ( Rein,rein! Tsk,tsk,tsk!)  but hey, anything for a friend…(please don’t tell island boy na lang!..it would be  a big ish na naman..drat!)  Speaking of, we have yet to talk since last week’s argument… well ze boy wants ze hot mama to give up something she loves because something happened in the plantilla…aaaaaahhh..cryptic talk again… well, it’s like I am supposed to be something but twasn’t meant to be eh…oh come on, I passed the board na nga eh…let’s just be thankful…we can’t have it all and what I have will do…at least for now.  It’s not my m.o. at all to be overestimating and reaching for champaigne wishes and caviar dreams as Robin Leach would say it…by the way I just found out recently that this lifestyles of the rich and famous dude is actually straight....hahahahaha…and I thought I had the gift of gaydar eversince.

I’m on the tail-end of my practicum…and I’m starting to feel the panic attacks… I have tons of paperwork to accomplish plus I need to prep up for my great observation evaluation…grrrrrr…dang dang dang..dug dug dug…
waaaaaaaaaahhhh!

I wish I had the wits and the smarts of Conan O’brien… I’m gonna do a full-feature of him in my next post…and find out for yourself why I’ve always been addicted to this guy…

hours later...

Just a quick one…

I MADE IT!!!

CONGRATULATIONS TEACHER ODET …We did it…

my sentiments exactly

I don't want to go another day
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
Seems like everybody is breaking up
Throwing their love away
I know I got a good thing right here
That's why I say (Hey)

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

I don't want to go another
So I'm telling you exactly what is on my mind
See the way we ride
In our privated lives
Ain't nobody getting in between
I want you to know that you're the only one for me
And I say

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

And now
Ain't nothing else I can need
And now
I'm singing 'cause you're so, so into me
I got you
We'll be making love endlessly
I'm with you
Baby, you're with me

So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's all that counts
So don't you worry about
People hanging around
They ain't bringing us down
I know you and you know me
And that's why I say

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

Nobody's going to love me better
I'm going to stick with you
Forever
Nobody's going to take me higher
I'm going to stick with you
You know how to appreciate me
I'm going to stick with you
My baby
Nobody ever made me feel this way
I'm going to stick with you

            Stickwitu –pussycat dolls

thank god it's mwondway....

My weekend wasn’t that bad but it wasn’t as happening as did the previous weekends… aside from my being flat broke, I just didn’t have much drive in me to actually put an extra umphh.. I dunno. I prolly am still tired. I never really cared to organize to my life til last night when I had the urge to color code my practicum biz…  I had fun going through the stuff I have already managed to put out in the name of teaching.  It’s been more than a month already..and look ma, look pa,  I still am standing…I just try to avoid computing my expenses…boy, oh boy!!!

the powerpuff babies...

guess who's the only girl?hehehe..my grandkids...sean alec,nicole francesca,and ramchand benjamin...

fall out girl...

Down, down in an earlier round
And Sugar, we're going down swinging
I'll be your number one with a bullet
A loaded god complex, cock it and pull it
--SUGAR, WE'RE GOING DOWN,fallout boy...--

it's kinda depressing today...lemme talk cryptic and say it's a wipe out...i'm actually lost for words.i actually dunno what to do...i'm in the middle of work and i get this crap about something and voila, my lacrimal glands have gone haywire...damn it!damn the torpedos...sheesh...is this what i get for working too hard? and this being couldn't even understand what i've been going through...i think supportive will never be part of his m.o. ever...geez...why did i get myself into these...it's been almost 5 years and still. gad...grrrrr..never felt so helpless in my entire life...

oh what a glorious monday....

It’s been a crazy Monday I should say…it’s like there’s this bad feeling to it…almost ominous, but nonetheless, twas able to redeem itself in the end..or did I ? hmmmh…

And why so? First up, I forgot my charger. I was already on the critical red zone bar when I left the house. I didn’t wanna go back for it since I was running late.  Well, come to think of it, I’m almost always running late.  Ask my dad. Hehehe.  As if that’s enough. I just had to be late again for my class.  Thanks to the long queue in the Xerox place I go to, I had to go to another one that had a really slowpoke Xerox-er…hehehehe.  I could have had it photocopied earlier if not for another bad trip- our very incompetent asiatrust payroll bank just wouldn’t roll out some cash… like it’s keeping munny from us. Grrr, had to go another bank and pay an extra 10 bucks..darn!!!

Anyway, I made it to school just the same.  I held the class minus the colorful antics. I wasn’t able to really really prepare materials. I know, I know, sue me now, kill me. I’s short-changing the kids.  Well, in my opinion, I still didpretty good.   I was able to engage them...and they delivered. Twas a good day for them I suppose. Fresh from the weekend,I  take it they are still eager to socialize with teacher and classmates… I was only able to dish out three activities since I ate up 15 minutes of their time (I made them wait for me…bad teacher!!!). I sat in for the workshop class at 1 with teacher Japeth and made some mess with the glue and some papers… Turned out pretty well though, save for my fingers… geez.  And so everything’s done… I’s ready to pack away after a coupla minutes with Kathleen. But the sudden downpour prompted me to stay put for awhile… I was kinna worried I might have to plunge into some floodings along the way to Ortigas…ooohh, how I wanted to go home already. Gad.  

So I made it to Ortigas in one piece.  I got a little wet, but my trusty red brolly did it’s job of keeping me generally dry…I say, generally…it could only accommodate so much of me you know..hahahaha…so much for  my orange tote…  I was already thinking of my late-lunch/early-dinner menu…gad, I’s pretty hungry. Too much mental activity.  

Onto Jollibee- I got me a single piece chicken joy and dalandan juice meal…couldn’t help but buy an extra mushroom burger for a possible meryenda…highly likely though to my thinking. I think I’m this close to getting me ulcers…tummy was really hurting that I had to appease. And it’s gym night. needa fill up… I don’t eat dinner when I get home from the gym eh…

Back to work…twas the usual swing of things… except for half of the tigidig twins made me raise an eyebrow or two…geez. She kept me on hold for too long that I missed the report altogether… and as if that’s enough..my other station forgot that Mondays are gym class-nights…   so there, I was about 15 minutes late… and to think it’s supposedly Reagan’s (our cardiofunk guru )  last class for the next 3 months.. hopefully by next year, they’d bring him back…I like him.. I learned a lot of moves from him.. I was telling my friend that we can actually use his moves for everyday living..hahahaha… right before we left the gym, his gf, Jammi approached us and asked if we could help keep him in galleria .  Well why not. I’m gonna try to.  I’d be asking Mays and prolly Ms. Babes and Anna.

Even with the day's low points, thankfully, Monday went smoothly during the later part... so i could prolly say that it redeemed itself...

quiz me baby one more time

a bit of school work here guys....sharing with y'all....
you might want to indulge...
island boy said this was a joke ..harhar...
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Sibika at Kultura
Long Quiz
September 15, 2005

Pangalan :________________________________________                 Marka: _______

Lagda ng Magulang:  ______________________________


I.  Piliin at salungguhitan ang tamang sagot sa mga sumusunod.  (8 points)

1. Ang  ( likas na yaman, gawang tao, milagro) ay tumutukoy sa mga bagay-bagay na matatagpuan sa kapiligiran na pinagkukunan ng mga pangunahing pangangailangan sa ating pamumuhay .

1. Sa ilalim ng mga (bundok at mga kabundukan, tulay , bangketa ) nakukuha ang karamihan sa ating mga mineral na metal at di-metal.

1. Ang likas na yaman ay biyayang pinagkakaloob ng ( Panginoong Diyos, kapitbahay, baranggay tanod).

1. Makukuha ang  (perlas, plywood, asukal) sa ating yamang tubig.

1. Ang pilak, ginto at bakal ay mga halimbawa ng yamang (mineral, tubig, alahas).

1. Gumagamit ng yamang mineral na ( semento, asin, bigas) sa pagpapatayo ng gusali.

1. Matigas ang mineral na ( metal, di-metal, tubig).

1. Ang gulay at mais ay halimbawa ng yamang ( tubig, lupa, mineral).

II.   Lagyan ng tsek (   )  ang wastong pangangalaga at ekis ( x )  ang hindi.
      (10 points)

_______ 1.   Paggamit ng lambat sa paghuli ng isda.
_______ 2.   Pagtatanim ng puno sa pampang ng ilog.
_______ 3.   Pagtapon ng basura sa  ilog Pasig.
_______ 4.   Paggamit ng dinamita para sa mas madaming huli ng isda.
_______ 5.   Pamamaril ng ibon at usa.
_______ 6.   Pangangalaga sa halaman.
_______ 7.  Pag-aalaga ng hayop.
_______ 8.  Pagbabalik muli sa tubig ng maliliit na isda.
_______ 9.  Pagsusunog ng mga halamang gulay.
_______10. Pagtapon ng mga kagamitang gawa sa tanso, bakal at ginto.

1. Pangkatin ang mga sumusunod na mga kayamanan ng bansa. Isulat sa     tamang kahon. (12 points)

kabibe o shells         asukal          ginto           pusit            bangus     
pilak                           bigas          mais           korales      chalk
asin               punong narra

Yamang Lupa




Yamang Tubig




Yamang Mineral




goodluck…
prepared by:
teacher indi

Boy Bawang Nation

This just in…the Supreme Court has just given the dreadfully horrific e-vat a go… and in a few days or so, pro or con, we will all feel its pangs. Mamang Cabbie from last week has just mentioned how that one July morning hurt his business what with the gas prices sky rocketing like there’s no tomorrow. I feel for these people. They’ve been so much a part of my life. Imagine, meeting 2-3 cabbies a day? Since I’m not so good in Math, I won’t even try to count, but all I can say is that it’s a good number. But anyway, at least one of them would have an interesting and inspiring story to tell while we get on with our sojourn. I’d miss them a lot once I start driving. I told my dad this morning that it’s like so impractical to be bringing the car to work especially in my case…I hold 2 jobs… I travel edsa four times a day… I dunno exactly how much that translates to gas mileage, but I feel that it’s supposed to be a lot since we’re also to consider other factors such as the weather condition and my stress level…hehehehe! Oh well, the only promising thing that I heard all day was my dad saying he’s willing to take care of the gas, so that sorta encouraged me again...hmmmh… Anyway, going back to e-vat, I wonder how this is going to affect the cost of boy bawang…which we get for a buck from the nearby store… I dunno..this is something I picked up from my folks who are soooo into “BB”…well, apparently, it’s not just them, it’s a phenomenon getting bigger by the minute...I always loved chichacorn. I remember being in the chichacorn diet back in highschool. Twas crazy, cuz I wouldn't eat anything but that. I have it for recess, for lunch and for merienda. It's tipid and yet it's sooo yummy. I can't believe I'm back into the habit. Well, chichacorn is far better than the other junk foodies, well at least I'd like to think..hehehehe... I just wish the Boy Bawang industry would not be affected by the e-vat scare. Imagine how many lives will be affected. A single buck still means a lot to some people.

just for kicks...

I’m on my second week of internship and what can I say, it’s a pretty serious task and lots of passion and commitment required. I’m never going to complain. Nope. Not even if they ask me to tutor on day 2 and facilitate a class of 5 on day 3… I couldn’t be any prouder of myself for having achieved something that I was dreading. Well one of the many things I’ve been dreading. (speaking of dreading—as of writing, no word yet on the recently concluded board exam which btw, I am still not confident about)

Anyway, such blessings-those kids are. How can you not love them? In my Crossroads class I have 5 special kids…Josh, Tommy, Jp, Rr and Wesley. Interesting kids I should say. Most of them diagnosed as showing an impression of autism and I’ve one cerebral palsy case. They are my kids now. In my hands, is the biggest responsibility I could ever handle…I’ve to facilitate their learning and this is way serious stuff. Not to mention I had to adjust my schedule to fit all these into my life. I had to compromise my earnings a bit just so I could get on with this. Definitely serious stuff. So unlike me…hahaha.

Oooohhh, I forgot. Almost a week ago, I got me some thai foot scrub. Heavenly--I could do that everyday you know…really serious pampering there. Wish I had more munny to spare for that. But the practical side of me would scold me every time. Like haunt me for life..hehehe. Sure-- spend all your hard earned moolah feeding them masseurs and masseuse…hehehe.

Anyway, my gym buddy’s always procrastinating about going that it’s getting to me. Nah, but I’m still adjusting anyway to my recently adjusted sked. So I’ll prolly get back in my gym-buddyless psyche in a few kicks or so , so until then, I’m not going to be too hard on myself. Hmmmh…

oh when the days...come marching in!

something I’m loving these days… from Jay Kay and the rest of Jamiroquai who owns just about all my dream cars… I'm still composing the rationale while I like it so much..tell you the story soon...


"Seven Days in Sunny June"

The pebbles you've arranged
In the sand, they're strange
They speak to me like constellations
As we lie here
There's a magic I can hold
Your smile of honey gold
And that you never seem to be in short supply of

[Chorus:]
Oooh, so baby let's get it on
Drinking wine and killing time
Sitting in the summer sun
You know I've wanted you so long
Why do you have to
Drop that bomb on me?

Lazy days, crazy dolls
You said we've been friends too long
Seven days in sunny June
Were long enough to bloom
The flowers on the summer dress you wore in spring
The way we laughed as one
And then you dropped the bomb
That I've known you too long
For us to have a thing

[Chorus x2]

Could it be this?
The stories in your eyes
The silent wings
You'll fly away on

Seven days in sunny June
Were long enough to bloom
The flowers on the sunbeam dress you wore in spring
Yeah, yeah, the way we laughed as one
Why did you drop the bomb on me?

[Chorus]

Could it be this?
The honeysuckle blessings you seem to show me
Could it be this?
For seven days in June I wasn't lonely
Could it be this?
You never gave me time to say I love you
Could it be this?
I know you don't believe me but it's so true

Don't walk away from me, girl
I read the sories in your eyes
Don't you walk away from me, girl
I read the sories in your eyes
Don't you walk away from me, girl
I read the sories in your eyes
Don't you walk away
I read the sories in your eyes

And you've been telling me
We've been friends for too long
Why do you want to drop the bomb?
Telling me
We've been friends for too long
Why do you want to drop the bomb?
You tell me we've been friends for too long, yeah
I think I love you
I think I love you
Why do you want to drop that bomb?