singing in the rain...

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don't bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I'm not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I'm ok
But that's not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin' to do

It's hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I'm doin' It
It's hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I'm alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin' with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That's what I was trying to do
Ooohhh....

--- what hurts the most, rascal flatts

definitely my new emo song!!!

world's most beautiful family

when boredom hits the fan...

this is what i do during my spare time... hehehehe...

speed the second time around...

Wow, I'm just about excited to see this one... "How do you hold on to someone you haven't even met?"...

Piercing. Aching. Geez.

basking in the afterglow (of American Idol)

Well what do you know our Southern Boy won and guess who’s really happy with the results??? Me me me… Hehehe…I shoulda made a bet- but nah, I don’t engage in things like those. Anyway, I’m just thrilled about this year’s competition however Season 4 will forever be in the books as the best! I was so hoping that Bo would grace the finale so he and Tay-tay can do another mean Alabama anthem…hehehe!!!

Props to Katharine-- at some point, I liked her. I mean she could sing not to mention that she’s gorgeous. If I’d really wanna look good, I wanna look just like her with or without the wardrobe malfunction. I like her locks, I like her height, her butt— but nope, I’m nowhere near turning into a lesbo…

This year’s finale by far outshined the other seasons. What with the presence of yet another American idol, Prince. I loved it more though when Taylor and Katharine sang one of my all time favorite duets—from Dirty Dancing: “I’ve Had the Time of My Life”. Although I was more hoping last year that Bo and Carrie would sing that one, I was just as thrilled to listen to Kaylor and see them having fun with the song. See, those AI folks better take suggestions from me from now on…hehehehe…

Overall, I had a fantastic time this season. The finale show more than made up for my share of upsets and disappointments.

Here’s hoping for a bigger and better season next year.

And still I go: GO GO Soul Patrol!!!


By the way, here’s congratulating Mr. Hicks. Mr. Clive Davis just signed him up for a promising album.

Another American Idolatry...

If you backtrack a bit on my posts, about a year ago, around this month, I was praying for a Bo Bice victory in the AI Finale. Twas quite disappointing but I’ve accepted that Carrie was just as deserving. This year, it’s definitely a different story with Tay and Kat… a season that’s been full of so much disappointments and overrated performances. Whatever happened to the show we the loyal viewers always asked… I’ve been actively participating in a forum. I tried to stay away from pinoyexchange though. Folks there lack the humor. I just am not in my fighting form. It’s a lot more sedated over at girltalk. People there think they know their stuff and so do I…haha…No but seriously, most to the posters from gt are first time idol viewers. How could I possibly tell? Well, they don’t even remember how twas in the fourth season. When you just sit there watch and see who’d wow you…I mean, you’re always in for a surprise since everyone is equally talented and equally dedicated to win…well at least for the guys…okey, okey—it seems I’m being partial to bo and company but really, I’m sure you’ll agree with me that they were more talented last year than this season. I don’t remember contestants so obviously forgetting lyrics and off key..perhaps pitchy but not totally out of key… I believe there’s a big of a difference…

As of writing I’m eagerly anticipating the performances. Buzz about Carrie and a Clay participation, including a Dione- Burt set would get anyone excited…right??? Right…

Here’s hoping that our boy Taylor can really show what he’s made of…go Alabama boy!!!

it's the p word...

Procrastination is a disease I have acquired since time immemorial… Gawd!!! Too many backlogs, I dread. It’s as if I’m really enjoying all these delaying tactics I have mastered over the years.

My backlogs: --my internship requirements
--two books due…
-- MY THESIS…
-- my braces
-- my driving project


Wahhhhhhhhh… somebody please…kick me around…as if the pressure isn’t enough…please, oh please…

The coming month is pretty crucial. Summer’s officially over and it should be my last semester in school. I cannot afford to spend another year. I have given myself enough time to take it easy and just cruise…but nooooooooo… I needa go go go go!!!

And then after all these, I shall reward myself with a trip to the US… yes, I think I’ve saved enough and besides, daddy’s a willing victim. Bwahahahahah..=0)

Of cruising and chocnut martinis...

If I were prolly filthy rich, I would be cruising every weekend with my friends. And when I say cruising, I’m referring to the literal meaning… Twasn’t that  pretty from the outside, but wait til dear ole Tennessee Walker starts sailing away…You’ll wish you had worn a sailor’s hat with matching sailor shirt and sailor skirt..hahahaha… Seriously, my office has outdone itself in presenting this single mingle thingie along the bay. I wouldn’t say much on the people that participated. Hmmmmh, let’s just say, they aren’t plu (people like us, new term I learnt from Karen aka dj Sexy Terry , hahaha).  Anyway, as I was saying, the event was surprisingly enjoyable. Hehehe…but I suppose, the presence of friends made all the difference. I was in the company of a friend from gradeschool, Tala plus Dindi, Karen and Robyn. As expected, we had a blast. The food was great. The wine was perfect. And the company was absolutely fabulous. When you put together several talkative girls—expect unending retorts on virtually anything under the sun. It was a girls’ night out indeed.  But there were times when my boss MJ sits with us to strike up a conversation.  As if he could handle what we’re mouthing at that time..well, let’s just say that the “birds and the bees” were basically the hot topic for the night … At least, the cruise set a good venue for us to get together.  It’s not often that we get to be carefree and easy what with our crazy skeds… I hope this is a start of a new adventure for this bunch of girls… speaking of which, we have set our hearts in getting together for a water spa experience next weekend..next stop- Ace Water Spa…hehehehehe…but going back to Saturday, as soon as the ferry docked we were off to sit down and have some drinks for the road…destination? Makati…we were supposed to check out Mezze  but we realized that twas too early for anything so we just decided to  just do what we love to do….talkkkkkk.  And talk was all we did from the moment we got to M Café til they closed shop on us.I enjoyed my choco drink...some had bailey's coffee and a chocnut martini...from Robyn's review,when my system would allow, I'd indulge myself in some of those... Hehehe.  Time to head home at around 130am.. I got home at around 2am and prayed I’d be able to wake up at around 5ish to make it to my 6am shift at Dream. Call it crazy but I really had a fab Saturday.  I’m so set for next Saturday…wohoooo!!!

thought babbles...

• I’ve been seriously thinking of getting a Brazilian…I’m thinking of doing it myself though. I still don’t have the guts to have someone pull off the life of me down there…hehehehe…

• I miss my Ayee already. Good thing, my dad still gets to clean him. Speaking of my dad, he’s got them shingles and so I have been officially sleeping elsewhere for a week and a day now.  My left hand though always aches in the morning.  My suspicion is I tend to sleep on it. Imagine all the weight on one poor hand.  

• I better start driving Ayee already. I’ve been spending waaaay too much on cab fare. So what’s keeping me from driving? It’s just me..out of convenience. I’m lazy to drive. I wanna sleep while in transit. If I’d be driving already, I won’t be able to sleep nor sight-see…hehehehehe…

• I was supposed to fix my passport already, but then my dad got sick so all plans whatsoever just went kaput… I still have tons of backlog… Once I get my passport, I’m off to HK and if my dad would remain true to his word, I could go visit my sister in New York and my brother in Canada.  Hmmmmh…

• I’m currently craving for chocolate. The dark bitter ones. Hmmmmh..

the ire of it all...

Just when you think you're doing your best for the job, in comes some real deep-thinking person you admire so much that even if he screws up your life, you still give him the respect he doesnt deserve.

Soundcheck...

Enough is enough
No more walkin' round wit my head down
Im so over being blue
Crying over you
And im so sick of love songs
So tired of tears
So done wit wishing you were still here
Said Im so sick of love songs
So sad and slow
So why can’t I turn off the radio?
~So Sick by Neyo
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My current emo song…hehehehe.. I can't turn the radio off though..else, i'd lose my job!!! make that jobS!!!

Random Reactions...

Strange reaction…

I just got word of who my adviser will be…(drum roll please!) …it’s, it’s Dra. Camaraaaaaa…. Oh, I feel so gifted now! Hehehehe..well she just happens to the be the Directress of this association for the gifted...a consultant for that Promil campaign. So now, you know why… best of luck to me…and my friend too.. We’re both attempting to create something worth everybody’s while. I hope!!!

As of writing Im browsing through four books here and I am starting to dread the thought…uh-oh!!!



It’s a Friday and I usually get to reminisce on this day more than any other day of the week. Thanks to Friday Magic Madness…the show which brings back a whole lotta memories with the music..it simply takes you back in time.

Joey the morning jock said something ‘bout his favorite 80s flick being an inspiration. Now I can talk about a lot of favorites from that decade but dang, it was this Italian- American dude which really got me to write a  manuscript for  a possible movie starring, me ofcourse and him…hahahaha…Hey, I was only 10 years old and just starting to appreciate the typewriter.

So Joey was talking about Karate Kid Part 2 being his personal favorite which inspired him to take up karate lessons…and here I am thinking about Ralph George Macchio.   I just checked his age, he’s already 44.  It’s only now that I realized that he was already in his 20s when he played a teenager’s role.  How cool is that… His career’s still moving. He’s pursuing Broadway in the last coupla years and he’s been part of a couple of indie films.  

The year was 1986 when part 2 came out, and I could still remember watching on the first day.  But, lo and behold the line was really long. I remember being with Ate Cha and Beth.  And I almost cried in frustration because my sister didn’t want to stand in line.  Ofcourse I was ready to do anything for Ralph.  Sis tried to appease me by buying me a cassette copy of the soundtrack. CDs were only for the filthy rich at that time.  Anyhow, the tape came with a postcard of no less than, yeah, Daniel LaRusso…naks!!! Naturally, that made me happy so I agreed to go home already so I could listna tape.  But when we got home, listening to the tape made me even giddier to go back to the cinema and queue up even by my lonesome… But just before the day ended, hehehe, I got what I wanted. Last full show…hehehehe…that’s how bratty I could get at 10 years old…

Anyway just sharing his updated pic…hard to believe he’s almost 50…
but, ummmh..he’s looking good actually at least not as lanky as before.  



Oh well.. all the crazy things one can do… for the GLORY OF LOVE… so much pun intended!!! Bwehehehehe…

Speaking Tongues...

Can’t quite put a finger on it.  But I’ve been having this nagging feeling that I should be doing something.  And see that’s the problem I don’t even know where I should start, and what should I really be doing now. I can think of about a hundred things to change and improve on, but I dunno.

I admit, I have lost the drive. The umph. That so called motivation. That moving force. Forzaaaa!!! Shhhhh!  But I have been taking my jobs for granted. Been laxing around. I dunno. I feel I’m only working at a measly 65%.

Well, anyway…backtracking on the December that was:

OH BROTHER
My sister was home for the holidays. She got here on 16th.  I finally met my bro-in-law.  He’s Jewish by the way, and he has completely transformed my career-driven sister to a submissive wife. Bleh! But still he makes for a really nice Kuya, mind you. He instantly warmed up to all of us, although we’re kinna weirded out by the occasional fasting and this didn’t just involve food. We’re also talking about skipping the time for socializing.  Like closing to the world of sorts.  Something admirable especially in a world full of distractions and earthly endeavors, you know what I mean.  Anyway, another admirable trait of Kuya Henry is that he’s pretty generous. Yup, he was the one who got and picked up our pasalubongs. I got a SAKS leather demi backpack and cute Tommy Hilfiger hand bag.  And then I got my eye on my sister’s Bare Minerals makeup line…gad, the best makeup I’d ever seen. Ofcourse it’s not available here.  My sis was about to give it to me when Kuya Henry said they should buy me my own set suited for my skin tone. My sister’s kinna peachy and so I’d be needing something lighter. Oooh…and by the way, my sister’s into that PROACTIV skincare solutions, and to my surprise, it’s actually working. I thought that was all a hoax.  Well prolly they’re selling fakes here in the Philippines.  But, yeah, it’s working pretty good on my sister. She looked really good and flawless.  She actually looked about 5-8 years younger.  Dang!!! They got to spend Christmas day with the rest of the brood. They came to the house and tinkered with the newly bought HP.  Kuya Henry wanted to teach dadi and mami how to use the internet for their real estate dealings.  But you know, nothing beats face to face interpersonal discourse when purchasing lots and all... and for years on end, it’s been working well for my folks.  Oh but I’m digressing. Back to my ate and kuya, so well, Kuya Henry’s pretty game.  He sings well, and to our surprise my Ate now sings, and she digs broadway musicales too…whoaaaaa! When my ate attended their school reunion hosted by our eldest kuya, they got so aliw with the Wow Magic Sing. Naks!!!They plan to get one soon... well Kuya’s not so hard to please.  Little things could already make him smile. Like the pineapples in Tagaytay.  Yey, them pineapples again.  He’s pretty excited to build a house in my dad’s newly acquired lot in Silang, Cavite.  Lotsa pineapples I hear. hehehehe… and we’re right at the back of Ponderosa.  So should I decide to quit all these things in the city, I could just go up there and sell pineapples by the roadside. Plant some vegetables and be a vegan or something. That’d be nice.   So again, going back to doctor sister, we are now pretty convinced that she’s happy with her new life.  That’s quite good. They want to bring all of us to the States.  They have two houses there. Either we stay in New York or Florida.  Oh well, there’s just no place like home, if you ask me.

HURRAH FOR THE SEASON
We usually spend it a few days before Christmas. But this year, with all our crazy schedules, we didn’t have a choice but to spend it on a dead weekday after Christmas since the big C came in on a weekend. Well we just decided to do at our friend’s place.  While I was still scrounging for the exchange gift my baby asked for, they already prepared the pesto and the salad and the wine, the homemade brownies, even the much talked about chicken galantina from Dulcinea.  (Much talked about cuz it costs 700 a kilo).  We’ve been doing this since we were in college. And each year, I would say just gets better.  I still have yet to realize my wish for us to spend a Christmas get-together with a socio-civic relevance.  
Anyway, gift giving time, who gets what  :  Alma got what she wished for and even more, as Mommy Che gave her  the white bag she wanted including the Secosana bag that she was tryna avoid.hehehe…Then Ces handed Che the translucent powder she asked for  while Alma gave me the Dupe flips I was wishing for.  The bed sheet cum pillowcases went to Ces as she wished, thought I wouldn’t be able to find one.  Who woulda think that we’re actually in our late 20s??? Pics to prove…

DREAMING OF A PARTEEEEEEEH!
It almost didn’t happen.  But tis the season to be happy and so why not?  It was also a chance to see old faces from Kool to Dream... catch up with the kwentos and all --over sumptuous food we brought to the table...take pictures as ever… and simply have a fantastic time…weeeeeeeeh!

BANG BANG BABY..
I spent 3 grand on fireworks….well worth every cent.  Twas oh so beautiful!!!  And take note, I was the one who lit most of the pyros… thanks to the  katol technique I saw from one of the tambays in our neighborhood.  Hehehehehe!Astig!!!

IF THE SHOE FITS…
Kuya Henry and Ate Cha’s gift was a pair of shoes from Naturalizer. I so adore them.  I insisted that they actually fit eventhough they were a size 9…well my right foot slid in perfectly and that’s what I was tryna show everyone…until I tried fitting the left pair.  Oh gadddddd… twas killing me.  Anyway, my sister gave me the receipt, and so I was able to have them exchanged for a size 10… but twasn’t that easy you see. I had to call in and ask if they could locate me the pair in that size.  They did…in Alabang!!! I thought I was supposed to go all the way to Alabang Town Center. Thank god…I just had to wait for a few more days and I can pick it up at Megamall.   I have yet to use them though.  It’s the rainy season, and I’d be doing a lot of walking. Not such a good idea.  Unless they’re sneakers, it’s not everyday that I’d get shoes that cost a couple of grand. Me the cheapskate that I am. Me the bargain hunter that I am. Me the one with the hard to find size.  Sigh.  

LEAFING THROUGH A JOURNAL
I was never a coffee junkie. Not even if I tried to.  But I’d been eyeing on that Starbucks planner since a friend brought it up.  I’d seen the one that came out last year, and I kinna liked it.  And so, I looked forward to the 2006 edition.  I tried asking the biggest coffee addict that I know that wouldn’t be interested in keeping such a girly stuff.  No matter how I tried begging him, pressuring him and all, he just wouldn’t give in. He said he’s gonna give me gc’s instead to spend for the coffee.  How sweet it is, right??? Dang…sigh!  Anyway, I got me a  simple pda from Kuya Henry and Ate Cha for my birthday… that’ll  try to make it up for the planner.  

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