Wednesday, June 30, 2004
Kyan Douglas of Queer Eye for the Straight Guy is an painful reminder of that theory. It is unfair how gorgeous men like him are gay. It is almost criminal.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
For some reason, Rachmaninoff always transports me back to college.
For a moment, I am back in AS, walking down the halls. Instinctively, as I reach the lobby pillars, I take a left, outside the glass doors to my tambayan. Seven faces, three coke bottles, one guitar and a deck of cards greet me. An hour later, my first class of the day starts. Six hours later, I head towards The Coffee Beanery. More faces. Another chair is added to the already full table. I get a familiar hello from the waiter. I do not even look at the menu. The day is far from over. Night falls as we head towards the other end of campus. As we make our way through the dark, unpaved walk, adrenalin is high. In the almost secluded SSWC, we begin.
Our music echoes through the night. Little else is heard. Nothing else mattered.
Monday, June 28, 2004
I woke up this morning feeling empty. Tears began to fall down my cheeks.
I miss watching the the sunset with him, talking as the night fell. We would always end up in heated discussions about everything, and in the end, we would just agree to disagree. We have gone through so much, but no matter what happened, I knew I was safe in his presence. He would always ask me to sing his favorite song, and for a moment, I knew that for one person, no one sounded sweeter. No matter what people said, I was proud of him. He was the reason why I wanted to make something of myself. To say I loved him would be a ridiculous understatement.
I have been through denial, shock and anger. All that is left is deep sorrow. I have stopped blaming everyone, myself included. This is not the end, and I will get through this.
Father and daughter movies will never look the same to me again.
Friday, June 25, 2004
"Colin Farell has a new movie. He plays a bi-sexual Alexander the Great. Half of the time, he is 'Alexander the Great'. The rest of the time, he is 'Alexander the Fabulous'."
-Jay Leno on "The Tonight Show with Jay Leno"
Thursday, June 24, 2004
I was home alone last night, and I was planning to spend a quiet evening in my room, in front of the TV. As I settled on my couch, I saw that "Sleepless in Seattle" was on HBO. Perfect. I am such a sucker for sappy movies. I put on a cooling mask on my face to relax. Everything was set then. A quiet evening, a romantic comedy, a beauty ritual and a bottle of water beside me. Aaaahhhh... this is the life.
I was so into the movie, that towards the end, I was on the verge of tears. There was only one problem, though. I couldn't cry. On that note, I couldn't smile either. By that time, the mask on my face had hardened, and it was impossible to show any emotion whatsoever, not to mention that the front of my shirt was a little wet because when I tried to drink water from the bottle, I couldn't open my mouth properly.
Maybe next time, my beauty ritual should be hair-related.
Wednesday, June 23, 2004
I'm not so sure about the "brillance" part, but the "anger" sure sounds like me.
How to make a tinamaldita Ingredients:
5 parts anger
5 parts brilliance
3 parts leadershipMethod:
Add to a cocktail shaker and mix vigorously. Add lovability to taste! Do not overindulge!
Personality cocktail
From Go-Quiz.com
We met some new people today at the badminton court. When our time was up and we were about to leave, a guy came up to us and said that he and his friend needed two more players, and if we were interested, we could come and join them. Erik and I, being the badminton addicts that we are, idulged them. How good can they be? They were middle aged after all, I told myself. Did I want to bite myself after that. Not only were they really good, we were already exhausted having played for two hours already. We found ourselves panting and running around our side of the court like maniacs. I couldn't see straight anymore, and my sense of badminton logic had been stripped off me. After three very long and very tiring sets, Erik and I won by a close call. I wasn't even sure we won until the other pair congratulated us. But damn, they were good. I guess we were lucky tonight.
The moral of the story? There is none. It's just nice to meet new people. Oh, and don't judge a book by its cover (harhar). I have to go catch my breath now.
More often than not, the greatest signs of true friendship are the simplest gestures... remembering that you really wanted a piggy bank for your room while she was shopping, picking out the peppers from your dish because he knew that you weren't a fan of spicy food, giving your blog an overhaul because you are technologically challenged... not the most grandiose of actions, but moments like these make me a whole lot less cynical.
I have made many, many friends over the years, but few of them have truly touched me. Little do they know that those small gestures are what keep me going. Somehow, the biggest ordeals aren't so devastating because they are around.
Never underestimate the power of your actions. They may mean the world to some people.
Saturday, June 19, 2004
Spending time alone can do you wonders on some occassions, but can actually drive you insane in others. At times, I am grateful for the serenity, for the opportunity to reflect on my life. There are times though, that the silence can be deafening, and that I would much rather subject myself to activities that require all bodily functions except my brain. Indeed, that would be so much easier than to face every single nagging thought that enters my mind. Maybe I am just a coward, more often than not afraid of having to reconcile where I am and where I want to be. Still, I have no doubt that this is a phase. Slowly, my life will go back to normal, and I will take it from there.
Friday, June 18, 2004
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Wednesday, June 16, 2004
What first planned out to be coffee at Rockwell turned into a vodka fest at a gas station beside Magallanes. A cousin of ours visited from Butuan, and since they took care of us when we were there, we took her our for what was originally planned as "coffee in Rockwell". We met her at her sister's condo in Makati bringing Chocolate Mousse from Becky's Kitchen, which we planned to take with us to Starbucks in Rockwell. Since it was around 11pm on a Tuesday night when we got there, there was pretty much nothing going on, so we decided to just go have a drink in Select Magallanes. By that time, the chocolate mousse resembled an ice cream cake because it tossed and turned in the box on the way. We bought every flavor available of vodka and spent the night with a sugar high, just drinking and laughing. I guess the stuff didn't settle too well at the pit of my stomach since I ended up feeling like crap the moment I got home.
But the melon vodka was worth it.
Vodka and chocolate mousse do not mix.
Monday, June 14, 2004
My sister and I went to Divisoria last Thursday to buy stuff for my nephew's first birthday bash. Since the theme of the party is going to be "Kiddie Olympics", we immediately began looking for toy stalls as soon as we set foot inside the building. In no time, we were surrounded by hanging balls (haha.), plastic badminton rackets, miniature billards tables and a lot of people. It was unbelievable how cheap everything was (that was, after all, the reason we chose to shop there in the first place.). Divisoria is a shoppaholic's paradise. If you have the eye for quality and a few hundred bucks in your pocket, you will definitely be able to leave the place with a bag full of great buys.
In the midst of all the squeezing into tight places and haggling, there were a few Laugh Out Loud moments which cracked us up, especially during the ride home.
- Since the theme was sporty, we were looking for toys with balls as a design. We found a gun with a plastic soccer ball attached at the top. It looked interesting, and it definitely fit the theme so we picked it up. When we pulled the trigger, though, the ball spinned opened, revealing a small chinese statue inside. Oh, and while this happened, The Lambada played in the background. Can't imagine it? We can't imagine how this toy was thought of either.
- We found small plastic eggs being sold in one of the stalls. My sister picked it up, and when she opened it, we found a bubblegum-like paste inside. The next thing we knew, both our hands were covered in the sticky substance, and we had no idea how to get it off. The owner of the stall, a pleasant Chinese middle-aged man, apparently took pity on us and patiently showed us how to get the gunk off. We just had to dab our hands with the whole platic egg with the gunk inside. The sticky stuff eventually came off. We were so embarassed, and we ended up buying the darn plastic egg.
- We were looking for a new casing for my sister's phone (her cellphone is her son's favorite toy, and it isn't spared from the banging and drooling), and we found a very nice-looking color which looked really good on her phone. When we got home, our other sister pointed at the cardboard box from which the casing came. It read "MOKIA".
- We were thinking about what kind of candies to put inside the lootbags, since my sister wanted even the candies to have a sporty theme. We were looking inside a candy store when a jar on the topmost shelf caught my eye. Inside the jar were small candy balls wrapped in aluminum with numbers on them. I assumed they were small billard candy balls, and I had the helper climb up and retrieve it for me. After much effort on his part, we had the jar in our hands. We looked around for more candy, and when we were ready to pay for everything, my sister gave the candy jar a closer look. Upon inspection, we discovered that they weren't candy billards balls. They were candy lotto balls. No wonder there was a ball with the number 23.
- It must have been pretty obvious to everyone that we were shopping for a children's party, because as soon as we stepped out of the establishment with everything we had bought, a man came up to us out of nowhere, handed us a "calling card" made out of a cigarette carton cut-out, and said, "Ma'am, kailangan nyo po ng clown?." At first, we were bewildered. We later on realized that it was because I was holding a big plastic bag full of plastic balls, and my sister was carrying a bag full of candies in one hand and a pabitin in the other. Can't get any more obvious than that.
Divisoria is a whole new world. I had fun shopping there, but I can't imagine how people regularly go there. That place is insane! Oh well, my sister and I are planning to go back sometime October to shop for clothes. Wonder what moments we will go through then.
Where Does the Time Go?
Julia Fordham
If I could have a pound for every moment I've spent worrying
On all the little things in life that frankly there's no hurrying
Then I would be a rich girl I wanna be a rich girl soon
But going at this rate I think that it might take
Till there's life on the moon...
Where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Where does the time go? Does anyone know?
If I could have a sneak preview to all the earthly reasons
It takes to make the theme of time then I'd be a girl for all seasons
And I wouldn't have to worry I wouldn't have to worry oh no no no
It just seems kind of funny that there's some things I'll just never
Know
Like where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Where does the time go? Does anyone know?
We were only just saying just the other day
How it's really amazing how the days just seem to slip away
And it's right before my very own eyes
Oh there's some things that we'll never, we'll never know, like
Where does the time go?
Where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Tell me where does the time go?
Tell me where does it go?
There's some things we'll never know
If I could have a pound for every moment I've spent worrying
On all the little things in life that frankly there's no hurrying
Then I would be a rich girl and I wanna be a rich girl soon
But going at this rate I think that it might take
Till there's life on the moon...
Oh where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Oh where does the time go? Does anyone know?
Oh tell me where does the time go?
Where does the time go?
I've been counting all my days, I've been counting all my nights
Tell me where does it go?
Where, where, where, where, where does it go?
The time go, the time go, the time go
Where, where, where, where does it go?
Does anyone know?
I've been counting all my days, I've been counting all my nights
Till I can be with you
Julia Foprdham and memories from the time I call college always puts me in a very sentimental mood.
Sunday, June 13, 2004
The sad thing is, these quotes were actually said...
1. Teacher: "When was the last time you were grounded?"
Student: "Kase, binuksan ko yung ref, tapos basa yung kamay ko..."
2. "This is the first time I am with three prettiest in one room."
3. A customer was standing in line at an italian fast food. He called for the food attendant's attention while pointing at the stuffed pizza.
Customer: "Miss, ano'ng filling?"
Attendant: "Ah, ok lang ako."
4. "It controils ole."
5. A guy was trying to impress his date by pretending to be into golf as well.
Girl: "What's your handicap?"
Guy (a bit flustered): "My right eye can't see."
6. Call center interview.
Interviewer: "What is your pet peeve?"
Applicant (With hand "swimming" gesture): "Hehe. Oscar, my pis."
7. "Yung favorite movie ko, yung 'Love Story', starring Warren Beauty."
8. Beauty Pageant host: "And the 'Best in Friendly' goes to..."
9. Question and answer portion at a provincial beauty pageant.
Judge: "What do you think is the greatest weapon of women against men?"
Contestant: "Prayer."
10.Talk show featuring local beauty queens.
Host: "What do you think is your greatest achievement?"
Beauty Queen: "My family."
Suddenly, I'm dizzy.
Saturday, June 12, 2004
Someone I know is annoying the hell out of me. He is presently one of the most insensitive and tactless people I know. It's not like he purposely says things that rub me the wrong way... at least I think he doesn't... but when he does, it gives me a feeling not unlike indigestion. Maybe I am just a wee bit sensitive, considering recent events, but lately, when I do get to talk to him, I find myself cringing and wanting to pull my hair out of my scalp.
Oh well, the guy is my friend, and I will have to get over this feeling soon. He's a good person, blessed with a different method of showing that he cares. In the meantime, I will stay out of his path, lest I end up bestowing someone bodily harm.
Thursday, June 10, 2004
I spoke with my nephew on the phone last night. Aside from "Ma-ma" and "Pa-pa" and "Da-da", he can now say "Paaaah-bohh". That absolutely made my night. I just wish they lived nearer so I could see him anytime I want. He has an attitude like a haciendero with a horde of workers, a head shaved like an inmate, and a belly that resembles a middle-aged man who is addicted to beer... I am absolutely crazy about the kid. I find myself missing him the very moment I leave him. It makes me want to spoil him rotten when I am around. I know it's not the best idea, so I have to restrain myself.
News flash...
Allegendly, the role of Cho Chang has been casted, and they have chosen this girl to play the part:
Cho Chang
Rumor has it that Heart Evangelista tried out for the part... thank god the dimwit didn't get it.
Wednesday, June 09, 2004
Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban disappointed me a little. Although I am a huge fan, and I would go see it again in a heartbeat, it wasn't the best installment of the movie. I guess this is due to the fact that the new director, Alfonso Cuaron, isn't exactly a Harry Potter fanatic. During one of his interviews, he admitted that he hadn't even read the books. How is that good marketing?
It's not that I hated the movie. Like I said, I am such a huge Harry Potter fan, that it doesn't really matter. The book was indeed darker (the cinematography literally was), and the characters were more mature this time around. What the hey, Daniel Radcliffe is looking hotter and hotter every time. Besides, they are currently filming The Goblet of Fire, and they have a new British director on board. At least that's something to look forward to.
Monday, June 07, 2004
I was channel surfing last night, when I came across Cito Beltran's program "Straight Talk" on ANC. His guest was a very well-spoken, pretty young lady. Although I had no idea who she was, I was mesmerized by the way she spoke. She was so eloquent and interesting, and it made it very difficult to flip to another channel. After about 10 minutes, I realized that this girl was Patricia Evangelista, the UP sophomore who bested over 60 contestants from over 35 nations in a Public Speaking competition held in the UK. I have received the transcript of her winning speech numerous times through email, and even then, I was very impressed by how well she wrote.
It was when she was asked to give her speech on air, when she captured my emotions. Maybe I am just a nerd with nothing better to do but watch a talk show on ANC, but there was something about her, the way she gave her speech, and the way she was obviously passionate about what she had to say that grabbed me. Maybe it was the fact that I knew exactly what she meant, because my own family is going through the very same thing she was talking about; family pictures getting emptier and emptier each year. My own mother has decided to leave in order to work in the US. Most of my relatives are already there. I guess every single Filipino has a tito or tita in the US, or somewhere oversees.
In my opinion, the beauty of this piece is that it did not condemn Filipinos for wanting to search for greener pastures elsewhere. It was not a self-righteous and preachy speech, attempting to change the system. It merely painted a picture of what is really happening, showing us that no one is really spared from this. It gave me a whole new perspective on this occurrence. Who knows, if things don't look up for the country in a few years, I just might start thinking about leaving for a while. It does make more sense.
Sunday, June 06, 2004
Kookie is a Blog Savior, if there is such a thing. I hadn't realized how utterly pathetic my previous template looked like until she came over and fixed it. How she did it (much less figure out how to do it herself) amazed me.
But then, I'm just a technological ditz.
Butuan was the perfect place to go to at a time of grief. Aside from the family being the most amazing support group one can ever have, it helped a lot that it provided much-needed comic relief when it most counted. I felt like I was living in a "big fat greek world." That place is a sanctuary for me. Not being able to go there as often as I want to makes me appreciate it even more whenever I do get to visit. I wouldn't trade it for anything.
Immediately after my father was laid to rest, we all felt like a huge weight was lifted off our shoulders, and it made smiling a whole lot easier. Life can now go on. God bless his soul.
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