pumunta kami sa puerto princesa city, palawan
kung saan kinukulong ang nagkakalat sa daan
Namangha kami sa UNESCO World Heritage Site Underground River at mapulong Hunda Bay
Kumain ng tamilok at humawak ng buwayang buhay
Jai guru deva om Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world Nothing's gonna change my world
*** the asshole house members who formed the Con Ass pushing for the Charter Change or CHA-CHA can kiss arroyo’s ass all they can, but the Filipino people will never buy their scheme. all this while, the Philippine Constitution’s provisions have always tended to sway into the ruling class’ favor and serve their personal political interests and lust for power and wealth. and the issue of changing and / or adding provisions in the Constitution would never be about the welfare and good of the people any more than the old provisions would. so what’s cooking? — arroyo’s lust for more limitless power and more wealth, that’s what’s cooking! arroyo’s greed is always as obvious as the sun shining in the sky on a summer’s day. her majesty, the dwarf devil who has a giant mole in malacanang and her troops of ass holes in congress and senate would never wholly convince the Filipino people ever that CHA CHA will solve the political and economic problems of the country. they can’t even begin to fool the people now. they better stop cooking up the CHA CHA. or all hell will break loose…. .which could also be better. a-ha!
*** tsktsktsk. i really have to start reading jane austen novels now. the complications of the human relationships being experienced by my old friends nowadays are quite beyond me. not that i would like to interfere in their personal lives. but sometimes i just wish they would be sensible in their relationships, handle themselves with sensibility and let go of pride, prejudice and terrible, unreasonable jelousy.
*** am i bad for having this bad feeling about “someone i know”’s interest to another someone i know? not that my opinion would matter anyway. besides, it would not be good to meddle with these kind of affairs. but i am hoping they would not get together for a higher level of relationship. i do hope not!
*** now i really should be making another effort to make my plans of traveling abroad a reality. there are times when i become very competitive and these days, i am being attacked with a large dose of this attitude. i want to achieve more than others i know achieved. i want to be able to go to places that other people i know have gone to – and even more! i am not attacked by insecurity. i am being hit with a terrible wave of my competitive spirit — i need – no – i want to achieve more than they had ever achieved!!!
*** if only i can have full reign of all of my earnings, i would be able to spend it on all the things i’d like to do in life now. if only. still, my responsibility to my siblings weigh heavily on my shoulders. i need to forgo most of my heart’s desires and concentrate on helping them with their education first. anyway, delayed gratification is not bad at all.
i’ve got a lot more thoughts crammed in my head – swirling in and out of of my consciousness, but i’d be damned if i can sort them all out well enough and blog about them all without confusing readers into tearful boredom.
i just saw some parts of the 2003 romantic christmas movie, love actually. hell, blast and damn or words to that effect by the way to youtube.com for deleting the juiciest parts of it.
well what was i doing watching a movie when i am supposed to be working? well, first i already finished my tasks of the day over the weekend, and so, i was digging around friendster and found out that a friend of mine favors this movie well – if he does actually puts in factual things on friendster – so that got me interested.
i was quite surprised that this particular movie genre appeals to this friend of mine, whose special attention and affections i have been vainly trying to capture ever since i was 16 years old.
the movie makes one feel good to be in love. it gives people faith and trust in love. it also teaches people to fight for love – practically just be in love.
i liked it. for after all, i am in love. very much so. to the person who had been the embodiment of my daydreams. you see, all those times i was rooting for my friend, i was imagining, daydreaming about a lot of fantastic scenes and all these daydreams and imaginations came true when my kamahalan commandeered his way into my life and my heart.
there. i got that out. whew. the stuff i sometimes become compelled to write about after seeing romantic movies. this is practically why i limit myself to mystery and horrors. i like the challenge of wanting to scream every after a good scare but proving to myself that i know the next scene enough not to be surprised about it. but with romantic movies, it all makes your head feel light and dizzy.
i really must stop. i am babbling.
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- Kenny’s Mega Mall
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- Flo and Me
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- Fen and Kai
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- bonding with my girls
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- picnic grove, tagaytay
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- overlooking taal lake and taal volcano
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- overnight swim at sun city hot springs
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- visit rizal musuem and biggest claypot at calamba, laguna
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- at burnham park, baguio city
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- at mine’s view park, baguio city
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- lourdes grotto
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- botanical garden
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- club manila east
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- games
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- mega structures team building
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- AITS company get together
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- late lunch, dampa style
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- san miguel by the bay
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- Mall of Asia bay view area
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- MOA bonding with my girls
and may is ending. on monday, the first day of the middle of this year begins.as the first 6 months of this year have gone, along with it are 3 persons i personally know, now gone never to return.
first is uncle iloy, my mother’s eldest brother. it was sad that the 2nd trip i ever made to isabela has been because of his death. the last time i saw him, i was just 7 years old and i am sad that i would not have the pleasure of really knowing him as a person, and not just an uncle who brought us pasalubongs.
the next person is steve basilla, our high school batch alumni president. he was among the ones who strived for our batch to finally have a reunion last april (which i failed to attend because of the isabela trip.) sadly, it was also the last time he would ever attend a reunion of our high school batch for last may 6, he suffered a heart attack and died instantly. i was quite shocked when i heard the news. it is a tragic fact that he was too young to die, and his wife, also our batchmate, is too young to be widowed.
the last person i heard who passed away this month was the mother of anthony lawenko, our former high school classmate and CAT commandant. during high school, anthony’s mother was an imposing figure for us. their family came from the US during our 2nd year in high school and anthony transferred to our school and became our classmate. the woman has lots of influence in the school and our town. during our college years, they went back to the US, taking along anthony whom we all missed. now because of her death, anthony may probably be going back to our hometown at least for the burial. i am sad for him because his homecoming would not be a pleasurable one.
while i do not really understand the forces that urged me to write this tribute to the 3 who died this first half of 2009, all i really realize is that life always takes us by surprise and we can either be the one surprised or we can be the surprise itself. either way, we must really make the most of what we have today and seize every happiness that come our way.
the fact that life is short is also not lost on me. i have quite a number of friends who lived very short lives indeed. even so, their deaths have not been that tragic, because they lived their lives full to the brim.
now i make a solemn promise to myself – no more bitching about broken and unfulfilled dreams. no more thoughts of what should have been or what if. whatever comes my way, i’m gonna enjoy it until it lasts.
my heart is skipping with joy! i finally completed my elizabeth peters collection!!! as in WHOOOOOPPPPPEEEEEE!
that’s one down from among my list of wanna-accomplish this year.
finally! i can read the entire amelia peabody adventure series (that’s 18 precious, precious books, in all) in their proper order!
i was literally giddy with excitement when the Fully Booked staff at MOA handed me the copy i reserved. it does not matter that this final copy is priced way above all the others. what matters is that i finally found a copy of it. i should have gotten a copy last year, but the one i reserved for at Fully Booked, Gateway branch failed to contact me. probably the copy they requested from another branch never arrived.
oh well, here is the image of the book i bought:
delayed gratification in this case is certainly well and good. i can’t wait for that long weekend holiday to come, for me to have an amelia peabody series reading marathon!
to know more about amelia peabody, my favorite fictional character and the protagonist of the series i am always excited to read over and over again, check out this link: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Amelia_Peabody
i had very few girl friends ever since i became equipped with the knowledge that making friends can be good for my being (i actually came by this knowledge a bit late, mama said that until my pre-school years, i always hid behind her skirts and cried with fright everytime i see groups of people, making her afraid that i would grow up without socializing).i have more close guy friends instead of girls. probably because i have no apparent talent of being a great friend to girls.
- i am not apt to talk about my serious personal girly problems to anyone other than myself (not even on this blog!).
- i do not have that long of a patience to hear trivial girl issues being unloaded unto my “totally clueless” being.
- my concept of “kilig”, “gwapo”, fashion, beauty and even having fun are different from the conventional type of girls of this era and women of my age.
it takes quite a lot of time for one girl to consider another girl as part of her exclusive group of girlfriends. i was never a part of an exclusive girl friends group before during elementary and high school. i had a total number of two closest girlfriends during these periods of my life. and they remain among my closest and bestest girl buddies.
it was only in college when i found 6 other kindred girls and became part of an exclusive girl group. and this was because we all have a penchant for driving our professors nuts with our arguments and weird questions, a shared appreciation of fiction books, impromptu beach night outs and hard drinks, basketball and determination to make good in all of our subjects.
my next set of girlfriend group was just around the time of my quarter life crisis (26 – 30 yrs old. haha) and composed of kai, flo and fen. we all started out as workmates. freelance racketeers and now, somewhat an exclusive group of pals, with our own set of codes, secrets and favorite activities (which is obviously eating!)
we get to contact each other almost every minute of every 24 hours of a day. because we connect through YM and are online everyday. but we never get to see each other always.
this month of may, though, we spent some serious bonding time. we met and saw each other almost every weekend.
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- may 1, labor day bonding at the mega mall
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- may 9 – 10 – travel to baguio
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- may 15 – kai and i were together on our company get-together
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- may 23 – foodies at mall of asia
oh, we have lots of other plans to bond. hopefully, these plans would come into fruition. but for now, the times we were able to make in order to be together are really fun and truly cherished.
that’s why we usually agree on taking tons and tons of pictures everytime we bonded.
the problem with old flames is that they die ever so slowly. even if the burn does not sting you anymore and there is nary a flicker, the embers are still there for you to look back and remember…
or am i right or it’s just me? i seem to have trouble forgetting about old flames. and my daydreaming and fantasies just go into a merry dance every time i do remember them.
it’s like something unfulfilled that keeps coming back to haunt you, making you wish that a time would still come for you to fulfill them or that a magical time machine would come along to bring you back to the past and change it. though in harsh reality, you are aware that it’s all just smoke – they go up and disappear on you.
my heart is a wanderer,
