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"On a night like this I could fall in love
I could fall in love with you
In this dark so dense, we talk so soft
The way young lovers do
The days last sight turns to cool nights breeze
And this love hangs thick like these willow leaves
Ive hid myself away from this
But your silhouette is the Judas kiss
On a night like this I could fall in love
I could fall in love with you. -Until Now, Dave Barnes"
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On first impressions: People are not what they usually seem. Yung akala mong sinasaktan, masokista pala. Yung akala mong nanakit, sadista pala. Maari bang mangyari ito ng sabay? Oo. May mga taong kayang manakit habang sinasaktan. On different personalities: Hinde por que hindi ka nagagalit ay hindi ka nasasaktan. Nagkataon lang, na iba’t- iba ang levels of maturity ng bawat tao. May mga taong imbes na magalit ay iniintindi na lamang ang mga nakakasakit na tao at pangyayari. Pero hinde nangangahulugan, na hinde sila nasasaktan. Ika nga… “silent water runs deep.” On second chances and second best: If you have set your standards, Live with it. Never settle for the second best. Because even the second best, Doesn’t deserve second chances. |
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Paradox and Irony (Prologue)* The paradox of love is to be selfless. If you love someone with all your heart without expecting anything in return, then that is selfless love. However, human nature obviously hinders us from achieving selfless love because we always expect, hope and yearn to fulfill our needs and desires. We will never be contented of what we have at the moment, no matter how much was already given or received. Prologue : Paglisan sa Kaarawan 202300H June 2007 Tick. Tack. Tick. Tack. Mahimbing ang pagtulog mo. Pinagmamasdan kita. Wari'y parang napakapayapa ng kapaligiran habang natutulog ka, maliban sa tunog ng kahel na orasan. Parang walang aalis matapos ang isang kaarawan. Gusto mo maging masaya tayo dahil ipinagdiriwang natin ang panibagong taon ng buhay ko pero alam natin na bukas, ikaw naman ang lilisan. Ang pagdating ng bagong yugto sa aking buhay ang siya namang pag-alis mo (Irony). Lub. Dub. Lub. Dub. Pinakinggan ko ang iyong paghinga. Ang bawat pagtibok ng puso mo ay nangungusap sa damdaming 'di mo na dapat inamin isang taon na ang nakalilipas. Kung hindi mo sinabi ang nararamdaman mo noon, sana'y nakaligtas tayo sa sakit na haharapin natin sa mga susunod na araw na magkahiwalay tayo. Sabi mo noon, hindi mo na kayang kimkimin pa ang damdaming iyon. Ang mahalaga para sa iyo ay maparating ang mensahe sakin, kung ano ang tinitibok ng puso mo simula pa nung tatlong taon na tayo na nakilala mo ako. Kahit alam mong hindi pa oras, pinangunahan mo na ang pagkakataon (Irony). Hindi ko na ginustong ipahinga ang diwa ko kasabay ng payapa mong pagtulog. Dahil natatakot ako na sa paggising ko ay wala ka na sa tabi ko. Ang gusto ko, kung aalis ka, makikita kita sa iyong paglisan. Kahit masakit na makita kang naglalakad papalayo Kahit maihahatid ka lamang ng aking mga mata sa iyong sasakyan. Kaya pinagmasdan na lang kita habang natutulog, pilit na tinatatak sa aking gunita ang hitsura ng iyong bagong gupit na buhok, ng iyong maamong mukha, ng iyong nangungusap ng mga mata, ng iyong malalakas na bisig na tatak ng isang Ayer. Ngunit nangingilid na ang luha ko. Dahil alam kong simula bukas ay hindi na kita makikita. Sa mga darating na Pasko at Bagong Taon, ni sa susunod na kaarawan mo at kaarawan ko, wala ka rito sa piling ko. Ngunit dahil laging buhay sa aking diwa ang iyong mga katagang ayaw mong makita o marinig akong umiiyak, pinigil ko ang paghikbi. Kahit alam nating pareho na emosyonal ako (Irony). Tick. Tack. Tick. Tack. Oo. Emosyonal nga ako pero kinubli ko ang pagluha dahil hindi ko ginustong masayang ang bawat oras, minuto at segundong natitira na kapiling kita. Sa iyo ko hinugot ang aking lakas. Wala kang nakitang ni isang luha na pumatak pagmulat ng mga mata mo mula sa mahimbing na pagtulog. Kahit pareho natin alam na walang kasiguraduhan ang kinabukasang haharapin natin na magkalayo sa bawat isa. Kahit kinukubli mo ang iyong emosyon habang binabasa mo ang mga sulat ko sa iyo --mga sinulat ko sa iba't ibang kulay na papel sa panahong nakadestino ka sa malayo at hindi kita nakikita-- nadama ko na kagad ang pangungulila mo sa akin kapag malayo ka na. Nangingilid na ang luha mo. Hindi mo na nga ginustong tapusin pa ang huling sulat na hawak mo. Dahil ayaw mong ipakitang mahina ka. Dahil alam mong ikaw ang pinagkukunan ko ng lakas. At sa oras na magpakita ka ng bahid ng kahinaan ay maimpluwensyahan mo ako. Dahil ayaw mong maging madamdamin ang huling sandali na kasama mo ako (Irony). Lub. Dub. Lub. Dub. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- * Prologue of a work in progress, a novel entitled: "Paradox and Irony " Odezza Files, 2008.
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Para sa naudlot na UP fair, Para sa tawanang walang humpay, Para sa kakulitang ‘di masaway, Para sa kuwentuhang walang tigil, Para sa kainang walang pigil, Para sa musikang walang katapusan, Para sa marami pang taon na pagkakaibigan. Masaya ako at nakilala kita Hinde lamang bilang si “Joss-sua” na taga Sourcing Kundi bilang si Josh na nakaka-appreciate ng sining, musika at buhay. May ilan pala na humahanga sa iyo Dahil sa iyong edad ay nagpapakita ka na ng potensyal, Na balang araw, magiging matagumpay ka sa larangan na iyong tatahakin. Isa na rito ang malapit kong kaibigan, itago na lang natin sa pangalang Janeo Na kasama ko na malugod na bumabati ng sayo "Maligayang Kaarawan!" (Shhh...Hinde alam niya alam na sinama ko ang pangalan niya dito. Mahiyain yun eh :> ) ---dez 01.01.08 |
MILKSHAKES*
Daydream delusion
Limousine eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and MILKSHAKES
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don't want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we're going
Launched in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I'll carry you, You'll carry me
That's how it could be
Don't you know me
Don't you know me by now
*Poem read in "Before Sunrise 1997 by Richard Linklater, starring Ethan Hawke and Julie Delpy)
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*The original was sent as a testimonial to Olibeer (while in China) =)
- " I perceive him as a radical bourgeoise,
coming from a greener field of archers
has not hindered him to share the same cynicism
on parodies of life.
I see him as a hopeful romantic,
believing that something good
may come out of spontaneous encounters
strangers connecting,
and then after 7 years of separation,
they connect again on their second meeting.
I think of him as a lost soulmate,
sharing the same passion for love,
friendship, music, and Linklater.
Its quite ironic that we havent crossed paths yet,
but just like branches in the river flowing downstream,
caught in the current,
the keyboards at our fingertips defy the distance
(and the weather) at the other side of Asia :>"
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Remnants of my past :  http://marikitpikit.livejournal.com/ http://marikitpikit.buzznet.com/user/main/
(Reminded me of how sentimental i was during AFP days)
I've created two blogs back in 2004: livejournal and multiply. Then after four years,(since most of my friends kept their multiply accounts), I've chosen to re-activate the multiply account, migrating the old entries from the livejournal account to multiply (peer pressure!). Work in progress : http://dez1981.multiply.com/
(Short-term memory loss hindered me from creating my favorite html marquees ;> ) |
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Mi e tu… The sunrise and the sunset… The yin and the yang… Whenever I feel cranky, your perkiness lightens up every mood. Whenever you feel like bursting, I am your shock absorber. Whenever I feel like hating the world, you listen. In moments on solitude, we find solace in poetic intimacy. Regardless of distance, time, motion and even gravity (airborne or static), We share our innermost feelings. You said you wont care about what other people will say because spontaneity is your middle name. As long as we act upon our emotions at the moment, we are ecstatic. And so as you soar the altitude of life, I find myself keeping pace. Anticipating your promise of “very soon,” all these made me more of an optimist now. Don’t keep Cupcakes waiting. Tu me mangues… Semper fidelis… Moi.
- - - Unpublished letter to C-130 dtd 23 Mar 08
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Mar. 23rd, 2008 @ 06:27 am
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“Let’s defy distance, Words connecting us, Feelings shared between, Beyond boundaries, Always missing you. (dez 08.08.07)” - - - Unpublished haiku for C-130 dtd 08 Aug 07 |
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"I know I am not patient but love is. I may be selfish but love is not. But lately, I have became like love: more patient, selfless. Love teaches me how to sacrifice and compromise. Because if it does not, it's not love. It's just convenience.”
- - - Unpublished Letter to Stellar dtd 22 Dec 06
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The original was sent as a message to Mr. Flores =>
* Let me tell you a story of a Neophyte. Neophyte was a self-confessed pessimist who didn't believe in happy endings and toy baloons, used to isolate herself from office cliques who have their own idiosincracies. She used to whine about work-related conflicts, used to be impatient of everyday nuisances that work life brings to her. She didnt open up to anyone until 2 Newbies came along : Neoprint and Neocolors. Then, when "love" found her last Dec 11, the self-confessed pessimist transformed into a sweet and thoughtful girl - optimistic, who believes that love can move mountains -barriers to Long Distance Relationships (LDR). She became a hopeful romantic-coming to work with a smile, greeting everyone with her cheer and influencing those around her including Neoprint (Neocolors, the other member of the triad has been passive lately because she has her own struggle to win back a love once lost).
* Neophyte's optimism about life and love went on and on for 3 blissful months of being together with the "oNE/the Matrix." But recently, Neophyte decided to end it all, saying that there's no perfect time to say goodbye. Why? Because she felt she needed to be assured that "the oNE" will fight for her and stand by her -against all odds, all boundaries: be it spatial or time and motion. Indeed, Neophyte is a neophyte in her own right because she said that she has never been intoxicated with emotions as intense as she felt with "the oNE"
* When she finally decides to let go, the
sunny disposition was replaced with a gloomy aura. She has been constantly questioning "what if's and what have nots" She has been engulfed in a web of depression that "breaking up" has done. The smile faded. The cheer blurred. All that was left was cynicism about love and life. She seeks solace from her support group: her close friends, including Neoprint. Neoprint, as a confidante, can only shed some light on her personal experiences with a love that once lost due to LDR. She wanted both Neophyte and "the oNE" to both understand that LDR is more complicated than any other type of relationship for it entails 2 mature people to handle volatile emotions. She cannot dictate nor intervene. She can only advise and share her insights as results of her personal experience of LDR. * Let us find wisdom in the words of Neoprint to her former love: "I know I am not patient but love is. I may be selfish but love is not. But lately, I have became like love: more patient, selfless. Love teaches me how to sacrifice and compromise. Because if it does not, it's not love. It's just convenience. (dez 22.12.06)
-- Unpublished Letter to Stellar dated 22 Dec 2006"
***Disclaimer : Pseudonym serves its purpose
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After 3 years, I checked an old site : http://marikitpikit.livejournal.com. That brought back the days when I was so well-versed in creating html tags, drop-down marquees and other techie commands that were used in blogging. It was Mar 2005 when I last posted an entry in that site. It was a very emotional post wherein close friends left their comments. After that day, I have put my penchant for writing to a pause, thinking that silence in blogging can help me forget...
Now as I read my previous posts from that account, I can't help but take a trip down memory lane, recalling my youthful zest, my sentiments, my cynicism, and my exuberance when it comes to life, love and friendship. After 3 years, here I am again, regaining my position in the borderless world called "cyberspace."
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There will always come a point in your life when you just have to tell yourself "enough is enough." You will come to that final moment when all you want to do is to cry -but not even a single drop falls because all your sad tears have fallen long before, all your innermost heartaches have been poured out, and all your fragile emotions have been exhausted. Never does it happen with much greater impact on matters which are work or career related -only occurs on matters of the heart.
The emotional and turbulent disturbances that have long tortured you finally came to an end. Yes, reality bites you when you had ended a relationship; but reality engulfs you more when you had parted ways on a bitter note. More often than not, your young heart crumbles into bits and pieces when the closure has been unclear, when the tiniest flicker of hope has turned into exasperation and when the bittersweet ending has become a haunting memory.
Tonight, I am writing my saddest lines
...because I am hurting,
I am hurting because I am normal, and
I am normal because I am human.
Indeed, I have completely felt the alter ego of loving i.e., hurting. It maybe too clicheic to say but "in any relationship, hurt becomes inevitable."
And so,what can be the most valid rationale for entering a relationship if hurt and/or being hurt is deemed to happen? The depth of its most plausible answer cannot be even fathomed. What I can only be sure of :
There is no reason to mourn for a living person.
/Odezza files 2005Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  exhausted Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: OST of il Postino |
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May. 30th, 2005 @ 05:21 pm
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You like the ones that understand you.
What kind of guy are you most attracted to? (CUTE anime pics)
brought to you by QuizillaKung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  amused Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Love Song - 311 |
You are the little prince.
Saint Exupery's 'The Little Prince' Quiz.
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I saw this from Jie. I was moved by his comment on his "flower" persona. hehe :>Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: hopeful Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Love Song - 311 |
How do thought processes change as one reasons?
To simulate your intellectual and emotional experience using only concrete reasoning patterns, try this: Petals Around the Rose FYI: Si Bill Gates daw, he spent one and a half hour to figure this out! Hmmmm...
Paunawa: Just think out of the box and let your creative mind work! Good luck and be the next "Potentante of the Rose" :winking: Parang gusto ko na ata magdala ng 5 dice sa mga debut na pupuntahan ko. Bwahahaha! Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: amused Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Beached- Angelo Baladameti |
“Ganun pala kapag nabibigla, kahit anong pilit mong umiyak, wala ni isa man luha ang papatak dahil sa realidad na kinakaharap mo…”
It has been five Easter Sundays since I last saw him. He was young, vibrant, full of life and energy. Yet he kept from us the reality of his health condition –that he had a congenital heart ailment. We were never aware of that fact. We always thought he was fine and dandy, since he has always been a good provider and the strong pillar of our family.
“May mga bagay na nagaganap sa di inaasahang pagkakataon…”
I was on my way to my street dance class rehearsal when my mobile rang. It came from an unknown caller who told me that my Daddy was rushed to the hospital. I did not believe when I heard those words. No one in our family was ever brought to the hospital. I was sure Daddy wouldn’t want to be brought to that ammonia-smelling and cleanliness-freakin’ building, if not for a major cause. Then it finally hit me: Something terribly bad happened to my Daddy. At that moment, my heart beat faster; my world stopped to a halt. I forgot everything that I planned and organized for that week –my upcoming street dance performance, my summer finals, and my forthcoming 19th birthday. All I had in mind was to go and immediately see my Daddy. When I rushed to the hospital, the only person who knew where I was going was my street dance partner, Chie. Little did I knew that after I left the campus, Chie proceeded to the CHK gym to tell our group of the fateful call I received which changed my life forever…
Chie followed me to the hospital where he saw me standing outside the ICU room –alone and catatonic- because I never believed what I saw: Daddy was in a state of helplessness. At that instant, my life was shattered into pieces, my heart was torn into bits and my body was shaking for I cannot believe that it was really happening to me -to our family. After my mom and sister arrived, we spent three long and sleepless nights waiting for a good sign…
”Mahirap na kapag nasanay na kayo-kayo lang, sa oras ng pighati, kayo rin lang ang magkakaramay…”
We lived away from extended family. My sister and I were raised knowing that the world only revolved around the four of us: Daddy, Mommy, Me and Ogie. We were never close with relatives of second and third degrees of consanguinity. That was why no one of our relatives knew what happened after that fateful phonecall, until my mom called them during Daddy’s third day at the ICU. For the gruelling and sleepless nights spent within the corridors of the ICU, only the Maxwell –my high school friends- were there to extend their moral and emotional support to me. Some of them withstood the two hours travel from UP Manila and La Salle Taft just to comfort me and ease my burden. But none of their funny cracks can answer my confusion. I was hoping that everything was just part of the bad dream that I used to have when I am febrile and suffering from a high fever due to cough and colds; that everything will end as soon as I wake up…But the possibility of death confronting Daddy was never a delusion. It was a reality that I had to face squarely. In the midst of my struggling consciousness in between naps, I only recalled the words that Chie blurted when we were seated near the hospital’s nursery, “Tignan mo yung mga bagong ipanganak, napakapeaceful nila diba? Wala silang ni isang problema. Sana maging ganun ka din. You should try to count your blessings. Isipin mo anjan ang Mommy mo, si Olga at kami na mga kaibigan mo, para naman gumaan ang pakiramdam mo.” When I heard those words, I felt a short moment of peace, of calmness and of strength. Indeed, I needed to be strong for my mom and sister (That’s why I never gave myself the chance to sulk and cry).
After three long nights in coma, my Daddy finally left us without saying goodbye. As soon as the realization sank in, I knew that my life will never be the same again without him. No more out-of-town trips, daily mundane musings and a father figure who will share my joys in accepting my college diploma and bringing me to the altar on my wedding day. It was as if my life was taken away from me –my hopes, dreams, and expectations- which Daddy and Daddy’s girl built together.
“When God closes a door, He opens a window.”
It has been five long years after that life-changing phone call but my fondest memories of my Daddy are still fresh. I have mourned and accepted; I have picked up the pieces and survived; I have managed to finish my degree in time and landed a job that I know was very close to his heart. Now that I am living my life just how he wants it to be –to live in the truest sense of the word, i.e., to contribute something to the society in my own and (not so) little way. For the past two years that I am working for the government, I know that he has been with me in every red carpet walk, hosting stint, Huey ride, and out-of-town workshop and conference. I know that he is proud of the little glories that I have achieved and accomplished on my own. Daddy, happy birthday... We miss you…Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  melancholy Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: You'll be Safe Here - Rivermaya |
*These thoughts should have been written long before the emotions were poured…
Although I am driven by my emotions/empathy, fuelled by my passions and constrained by my thoughts, I am still the master of my actions. I can use my emotions for my own benefit. I can control the turn of events. I am an achiever and a dreamer. I do what I want and what I ought to do.
I am like a fragile glass. My emotions are so delicate that any single comment or action can make my emotions crumble into tiny pieces. I am such a drama queen and an emotional juggler at the same time. I am so much affected by my emotions and driven by my passion and zest for life. I am bounded by my emotions. They dictate how my day will turn out, how my writing will reflect my daily musings and my day-to-day existence.
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10 things I have learned (from him) after 3 years of solitude:
1. To know what passion and intensity mean;
2. To trust my instincts and emotions more than my rationality;
3. To rationalize less –to be less of an OC organizer/planner;
4. To resist my conservativeness;
5. To act on how and what I feel at the moment/ To express what I feel;
6. To become showy or demonstrative of my emotions through my actions;
7. To assert myself;
8. To appreciate simple things like stargazing, night to dawn talks, candlelight conversations, watching movies, going to church, long distance calls and mundane emails.
9. To accept people for who and what they are; and
10. To say sorry.
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Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  stressed Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Ice Cream - Dido |
Kim, Gi and Me, taken during Lester's 21st Bday...Don't we look fresh
despite the 2-hour travel? :> 'Nuf said. |
(I read excerpts of this entry as part of the eulogy delivered during Jeff's interment, on behalf of the Maxwell Class '98)...
The realization that life indeed is short and death is sure have daunted us on the second day of year 2005. One of the Maxwell boys, Jeff, passed away while in the ICU of Makati Medical Center. He was killed by a close range gunshot inside his Makati office. The killer was known yet the nature of the death was senseless. Wanted: Sherwin dela Cruz "http://www.friendster.com/user.php?uid=6237531 (The details of his death remain undisclosed while the investigation is ongoing). Jeff was full of life and energy. For 22 years, he had tried to live a peaceful and happy life. He had lived and loved. Even in the last minutes of his life, he had loved. Indeed, he knew that the essence of living is loving.
The last time I saw him was during the Maxwell Christmas Dinner (see previous blog entry). He was in his in his usual cheerful aura, clad in a green checkered polo, which empahsized his Chinese mestizo features. Before he came, I talked to him on the phone to ask his specific location, so that we can estimate his ETA (Estimated Time of Arrival) at Alabang Town versus our ETD (Estimated Time of Departure) going to Dencio’s Sucat. When he said that he was still along Moonwalk, Jeusa even gave a standing joke : “O Dez, kung gusto mo ikaw na lang maghintay kay Jeff, tutal ikaw naman nagsabing hihintayin siya.” However, it was Ness, Alfie (Ness’ bf)and Ayma who waited for him since it was Ness’ Sentra which will convoy Iyah’s Revo. So the first party consisting of Iyah, Arvie, Julie, Prime (Julie’s bf), Irish Mae, Ellen, Sam, Draide and me went ahead to reserve our tables at Dencio's Sucat. After a 15-minute drive, Ness’ party arrived ahead of us and managed to reserve a table for 15 people on the waiting list. After 10 names ahead of us, we got the longest table in the middle of the restaurant. It turned out to be the last Maxwell dinner with Jeff –no signs, no premonitions,and no whatsoever. The only thing unusual with him that night was he didn’t join the post-dinner tambay at Julie’s place since he said that he had to work early the next day. On New Year’s eve, I got my last text from him :
God balances our lives by giving us enough blessings to keep us happy and enough burdens to keep us humble. Let us enjoy life in all humility. Have a happy new year! Sender: Jeff-Sun, 31 Dec 2004, 20:51:12
The next night, I gave him a drop call, pangulit lang. However, it was quite unusual for him not to text me back to ask why I was making kulit. But it didn’t bother me. Maybe he was busy, I thought. (Yun pala, he was then struggling between life and death at Makati Med).
02 January 2005, 1230H, Theme boutique, Ground Floor, Alabang Town Center. I received a call from Jeff's sun number. It was quite a surprise to me that a girl’s voice was on the other line. It was his older sister. “Dez? Ikaw yung frend ni Jeff nung high school diba? Nabaril sya kagabi sa office. He didn’t make it to the operation. His body will be brought to St Jerome Alabang... Oo, ikaw pa lang ang unang sinabihan ko sa mga high school friends nya. Diba nag reunion pa kayo nung Sunday?...Yes, pls tell them...” At first, I thought it was a practical joke, but in between his sister’s sobs and mine, I was convinced that the bad news was real. Reality bit me. I was catatonic. Buti na lang I was with my mom that time who told me to relax and not to panic. Instinctively, I immediately called Iyah and within seconds, Iyah was already crying on the other line. Minutes later, the news spread to the rest of the Maxwell people. Since I was in a state of shock, my mom practically had to hold me while we walk through the ATC crowd for I didn’t have a clear sense of where we were going.
2200H. St Jerome Emiliani Parish, Ayala Alabang.
Everyone was there –his family, his friends, his classmates,and his churchmates. We saw Jeff in his worst state –lifeless. It was a shocking and sad experience for all of us. It was very ironic that “andun lahat ng Maxwell boys dahil sa isang nawala.” We are all in grief. We are in sorrow. We demand for justice for the senseless killing of our dear friend. May our little hope on the local justice system set the course for the investigation and the case.
His last entry in his blog meant something. As what Draide stated in our e-group, and I quote: “ang sobrang creepy. look at his very last words...
Naway ngayong 2005, tuluyan na akong makawala sa kapit ng mapait na nakaraan ko sa dumaang taon at maging malaya nang sundan ang ilaw na alam kongmagdadala sa akin sa tunay na kasarinlan.
To quote from Draide : "and this was posted at 1:56pm. you know what, he knew how he was gonna die daw. ung friend kse ng officemate ko, friend si jeff. nakwento nya na one time daw nahirit ni jeff...
Ako nga alam ko pano ko mamamatay e... head injury"
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In loving memory of our dear friend, Jeffrey Wernher Lim Gonzales, who joined our Creator at the age 22. Thank you for spending your high school, college and post-college life with us. A part of Maxwell and Friends was lost yet the memory of the good times shared will remain with us forever. As we all pray for the repose of your soul, let justice take its natural course. We always pray that you may rest in peace. Farewell to you, our dear friend, Jeff.Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: depressed |
In anticipation for 2005 -the year of the rooster i.e.,our Chinese natal year, the Maxwell and Friends celebrated a decade of friendship at Dencio's Sucat a night after Christmas '04. It was a fun-filled evening shared by fifteen guys and gels who have already shared ten wonderful years of laughter, birthdays, joyrides, mocha frap, sisig, jose cuervo, snake wine, intellectual discourses and bangkero stories. At 1700H, we came up with our own wish lists while having mocha fraps at Starbucks ATC. Subsequently, we procured our gifts for our respective "baby" within the vicinity of ATC for the next 30 minutes (mala Amazing Race ito!). It took us dinnertime before we headed to SLEX where we had our traditional (opo, mga tradisyunal pa rin kame) kris kringle. Thanks to generous Irish Mae for giving me a brand new Carlton yellow badminton racket from Olympic Village as my xmas gift (yipee!)
After consuming much of Jethro and Rommel's (our new found friends from Dencio's) precious services for taking our pictures, we found the most opportune time to unwind with a bottle of Jose Cuervo and some beer at Julie's place. Yep, we didn't forget the importance of lemon and ice, so we went to Shopwise Filinvest en route to Julie's humble nest...
So much for words. As clicheic as it may sound but actions really speak louder than words. Buti na lang, these "actions" were captured in digital. So peeps, here are our priceless Kodak easy share moments. As we say in Deutsche: Gluckliches Neu Jahr!!!Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  bouncy Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Miss You - MYMP |
Last sunday, i became a ninang for a not-so-ordinary baptismal. At 0800H, I arrived at Makati earlier than expected. The girls were still on their way to the rendezvous, so i decided to have a solo breakfast while waiting for the other ninangs.
 Powerpuff gurls inside the caru
 mother figures (practicing!)
 fraternal triplets(2 half-blooded German and 1 full-blooded Ilocana) |
I'm having birthday blues even if it's not really my birthday. Yes,someone else is celebrating his 24th birthday... Labo noh? Basta, i wish him well. I always wished for his happiness and that's what he always needed.
Sometimes we need to do things to signify closure -things that are beyond the normalcy of reason. And this is what I am doing right now(and should have done before):
Thank you for the memories. Thank you for teaching me things that I could have never learned and could have never known (until you came along in my life). You opened up a lot of new things for me: taught me how to value spontaineity over rationality, how to act on what i feel at the moment and how to express more of my feelings more in actions rather than thru words. Now that we have our own separate lives, I wish you to have the things that I was not able to give: patience, understanding, and commitment. Sana'y maligaya ka na ngayong kaarawan mo.
Indeed, memories belong to the past... Now, I am trying to live for the present and for the future.
*People say its better to
have loved and lost than
to never have loved at all,
but it hurts less to not know
what you're missing than
to miss something you know you love.
You know you have really loved someone
when all you want is for them to be
*truly happy*..even if you're not a part of it.
-Author unknown Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: depressed |
I got this chuvaness from Ala and Claire. Made me a lil bit hopeful amidst the manic-depressive state im feeling right now. Just follow these steps as simple as cooking a hard-boiled egg(hindi yung malasado ah) :>
" The Christmas Elf Story
Step 1
Mention from whom u got this from.
Step 2:
List down ten holiday wishes. The wishes can
range from simple or medium, (burned
cd of Arabian, Middle Eastern songs or finally my
own copy of our Divulge concert - hint at Tristan!),
or craziest ever ("I wish Bradd Pitt would appear
at my doorstep, naked, horny and willing" - good
one, huh?). Just make sure that these are really
what you WANT.
Then, make sure that if u post this to ur
anonymous blog, u'll put in some contact info for ur
elf.
Step 3:
Surf other posts or blogs that have posted this
and see if u can make a wish come true. Spread
the love and cheer. Remember though that this
project has no guarantees. Give and you MIGHT
receive.
Enjoy!"
My turn. All I want for Christmas are:
1. Pink I-Pod
2. Body to body massage by an authorized reflexologist (a hawaiian lomi-lomi will do)
3. Bakasyon grande sa beach while stargazing (kahit saan basta may tubig! :>)
4. Palm Zire 72
5. Milk Rebonding (just to try if 6K is worth the milk) Mweheheh!
6. Peace of mind
7. Butterfly kisses (grabe, i miss these :<)
8. Someone to snuggle with during the cold winter simbang gabi nights and the countdown to new year (naks, feeling when harry met sally :>)
9. Patience
10.Maxwell and friends reunion (dapat lahat kaming 19 andun!)
So, can anyone volunteer to be my elf? :> *wink wink* hint to ... |
Last Friday night was not the usual fun-filled-get-together night for the Maxwell and Friends. While waiting for Draide and Ayma at G4, we decided to use our freebies at Timezone G4. Four of us (side by side) played one racing game each at left corner of Timezone. After that 3-minute game, it only dawned to us that Iyah’s bag was missing when she cried out “Asan ang bag ko?” for several times. At first we taught that her bag just slipped under the platform of the game seat. But after several minutes of looking for nothing, it was clear that Iyah’s bag was gone in a split second/without even batting an eyelash. Instinctively, everyone tried looking for her bag under the steering wheel, at the back of the screen -everywhere. It was plain and clear that Iyah’s bag was stolen –inside Timezone G4.
Timezone G4 is a relatively small gaming center as compared to its other branches in Alabang Town Center and Glorietta 2. You can take a tour of all the games in one complete round. Imagine that you are a protractor and Timezone is a circle, If it was 2-dimensional, it’s just like measuring a complete 360 degrees circle since there was only one entrance/exit, the counter is found in its radius and you can finish seeing all the games in one complete turn. Just a small feat for a guard who seemed "well-equipped" with security earfones and cameras. -That’s why it still remained a mystery on how the bag disappeared from our senses…”Ang haba naman ata ng kamay nung kumuha / or hinde kaya hinila ng stick kaya walang nakapansin?” The possibilities here are endless…
I immediately asked the counter if they have some sort of a lost and found station and briefly informed them that one of our companions lost a personal belonging. After few minutes, the guard approached us telling that there was a brown satin shoulder bag found on the other corner of Timezone. When he presented the bag, it was the same bag Iyah brought when we went inside Timezone 10 minutes ago –minus her cellphone, wallet, cash, ATM cards, IDs, driver’s license(good thing, the car keys remained inconspicuous to the thief). Before we left Timezone, Arvie left his contact number in case a good Samaritan will return Iyah’s ID and drivers license (aanhin naman kaya nung kumuha yung lisenya at ID ni iyah??)
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Reality Bites
The mood became morose and quiet. We all sympathized for Iyah’s lost belongings and upset mood. But that didn’t change the fact that Rommel and I are still/soooo narcissistic! Hehehe! Paumanhin, but we really cant help but take pix in the midst of a life-changing situation:
 Me and Draide(while Arvie and Iyah were busy calling the banks to terminate the ATM accounts)
 Draide the man!
 Ayma and Iyah
Luckily, everything went fine after we left Glorietta area. Since the night was still young, the gang decided to spend some dawn-to-morning chitchat to plan our annual Christmas party over cups of coffee and tea with pancake (thank you Pancake House!) at Starbucks, along the Bonifacio Drive, Fort Bonifacio. Fortunately, Iyah was back on her toes with her bangkero stories about her pre-school Lasalista students and their pasaway yayas.
On the side: Arvie overheard that one of the gals in the group on the other table shared the same fate as Iyah’s –she also lost her handbag on that same night. To quote from the girl’s companion: “Buti na lang cellfone lang yun nawala” Tsk tsk tsk. But not for Iyah :<
*Lesson for the night: As clicheic as it may sound but “Always take care of your personal belongings.” Never be confident that it will not happen to you… You’ll never know when or where it will happen... It happened to us during the most unexpected time, ergo it can happen to you…As they say, during this time of the year, thieves and pickpocketers are on the loose –even at Timezone and Starbucks! |
Note: See archive for previous entry which described the nitty-gritty of this event.
What: LJ d KJ's 23rd Natal Day
When: 012000H Oct 2004
Where: Krua Thai and Starbucks Megastrip
Theme: Children's Party (complete with party hats and mini torotots)
Who: Chie, Kim, LJ, LA and Dez
Lets vault in! Chie, Kim, Me(hidden) and LJ with our own mini party torotots(inspired by the Yahoo Messenger Party Emoticon).
Chie and I during the "Blow the torotot" contest. It wasn't a surprise that Chie won. hehehe(no pun intended for caroline!)
Me with the celebrator. I was showing the gang some "blowing exhibitions". teeheehee :>
Kim Possible, Minnie Mouse, and Spongebob (referring to our party hats)
Chie, Dez, and Kim at the cashier's counter of Starbucks Araneta procuring a birthday gift(Bakit kaya hinde na lang kame sa Starbucks Megastrip bumili, e dun din naman kaya nag-celebrate??). Look closely how expensive our gift was! I handed the barista a fresh and crisp sky blue peso bill! Talking about generosity here, ehem, ehem :>Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  anxious |
Sa tanang buhay ko, ngayon lang ako nakatanggap ng postcard. Hinde kasi senti yung mga kakilala ko so wala silang tradisyon na magpadala ng postcards pag may okasyon. Just today, i received this postcard in my mail (kahit na walang okasyon).
Also today, 2 people asked me at the same time to watch Before Sunset tomorrow on its first day of screening: Bok and Pare. I was one of the few who saw the prequel "Before Sunrise" in its VHS format some million years ago at Pare's house. It was a romantic movie with a simple plot pero sobrang mushy nung storyline,kaya nga lang, di ito sumikat. Nabitin ako dun sa ending... And so, when we saw its trailer last month, we anticipated more mushy dialogues...Bring out the popcorn!!! :>
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*Bok, next week na lang tayo manood ha. I already made a pact with Pare and Kim to watch it on its first screening day :> Promise, i'll let you watch Part 1 bago tayo manood nung sequel :>Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  ditzy |
Last night, i had dinner with two people who i havent seen for the past month : Jeff and Julie Jam.
Julie dropped by my office para sunduin ako. Then we went to Greenbelt to meet the other peeps. Only Jeff and Arvie were available that night, so we just had dinner at Food Choices. While we were caught up in the middle of bangkero stories and the legend of the "lolo with the pink jogging pants," we saw the ex-bf of one of our female friends...At kasama nya yung new gf nya. Akalain mo nga naman, sa dinadami dami ng kainan dun, nagkita kita pa kami. Sa dinami-dami ng kainan sa Makati...coincidence nga naman...
Haay, I suddenly felt sad for our female friend. Kasi naman, after 2 months (or so we thought) of their breakup, the ex-bf found a new gf kagad. Napatanong ako sa sarili ko when i heard the news, "Ganun ba kabilis magpalit ng gf?" Para bang kotse na after 6 years na nakasama mo sa malalayong trips, nasubukan mo ang tibay ng makina at gulong sa mga rough and rocky roads, nabantayan mo ang milyahe, saka mo naman ipapagpapalit sa isang mas bago at magarang kotse na mas sikat at mas stylish? naiisip ko tuloy, hindi pa pala guarantee yung 6 ++ years na ginugol para masabi that a relationship will turn out well. Take the case of our female friend, she was in a relationship for 6 long years. She and the guy practically grew up together. They spent high school and college life together.Tapos yun pala, maghihiwalay din sila. Tsk tsk. Nanghinayang lang ako sa buhay na ipinagkait dun sa frend namin. Sayang yung mga taon na sana nag-enjoy siya sa high school at college life na hinde na kinailangan nasa anino siya ng bf nya. Sayang ang mga panahong nakalampas dahil iyon ang mga pagkakataong para matuto just by interacting with her other friends and classmates (na hinde friend or classmate ng bf nya.) Imbes na napahalagahan niya ang social interaction, nakulong lang siya sa apat na sulok ng mundo na ikinahon para sa kanya ng bf nya... Ewan ko, pero my empathy always stays with the one dumped. Sabi ko nga nun, mabuti na habang ngayon pa lang e nangyari na yun, kaysa naman sa nakakahon siya sa buhay na pinili ng ex-bf niya for the rest of her life. *sigh*
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*Pasintabi sa mga tinamaan. Ang mga nakatala sa itaas ay mula sa ganang opinyon ko lang naman. Batu-bato sa langit, ang tamaan...ay pikon! :>
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  cynical |
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Oct. 21st, 2004 @ 09:49 am
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Just taking a breather in a day's work. Kaka-stress e :> Check this out
Which File Extension are You?Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: distressed Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Somewhere I Belong - Linkin Park |
Last night, five Maxwell and Friends(the same peeps posted on my Frendster account primary photo excluding Chie) spontaneously met at Starbucks Alabang Town Center. No important agenda was tackled. The group only wanted to get-together one month after Arvie's birthday party was held.
1800H. Arvie texted me an hour before the meeting to ask me if i can go to Alabang. I was running some errands in a nearby supermarket when I received his text. After one gruelling hour of waiting in line, I still managed to go home and change into a new outfit before meeting Chie.
2030H. Met Chie and we went together to ATC to meet the peeps. We had to drop by Kameraworld for Chie's half body pix for BPI. The salesperson asked us, "Kayong dalawa po magpapa-picture?" We both blurted out a loud laugh...Hehe, "That was the silliest question I've ever heard, " I remarked. Afterward, we proceeded to Food Choices to take out some chicken and fries.Dun na lang namin kainin sa Starbucks. Pasaway.
2100H. Arrived at Starbucks ATC where Arvie, Ayma and Iyah ALiyah were waiting. The three already had dinner so we moved to the topic of the day: CHie's lovelife.bleep bleep. Had my favorite hot green tazo tea to keep me warm... We were couple of feet away from Edward Mendez (who played Derek in GMA 7's Love to Love). Such a lanky but good looking guy. He looks the same as he is on screen. Kaya lang sabi ni pareng arvie, parang mas malaki daw yung ulo nya kaysa sa katawan nya. bwahahaha :>
2300H. After a couple of hours of laughing, bickering, mocking, teasing,and laughing again, we had to call it a night because everyone needs to get up early the next day. For the nth time, Arvie was our official driver for the night.
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Unwinding the Wind
Amidst my work-related stress, I was able to catch the House of Flying DAggers in Greenbelt 3 last Friday night. I had to hold my breath for every deathdefying stunt/ dagger-throwing of Meiplayed by Zhang Ziyi, Jin a.k.a. Wind played by Takeshi Kaneshiro and Leoplayed by Andy Lau Taknah. I appreciated every martial art move -reminds me of "Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon" and "Hero." Zhang Yimou, the director, has described the picture as "not an ordinary martial arts film, but a love story inserted into an action movie." Indeed it is a love triangle among Jin, Mei and Leo. But what caught my attention were the different kissing scenes. Ganun pala kissing scenes ng mga Chinese... And so, I realized there are different kinds of kisses according to motives. Here are a few of the classification of kisses I derived from that flick:
1. Kiss to Pacify - how Mei kissed Jin after the bath scene; both parties wanted to pacify the other to pursue their respective motives.
2. Kiss to Conquer -during the first part of the movie when Mei danced for Jin, the latter attacked the former just like a maniac :>
3. Kiss to Deceive - how Mei kissed Leo (set in the lush green bamboo backdrop); parang napilitan siya coz deep inside she realized she loved Jin more than Leo.
4. Kiss of Passion - how Jin and Mei kissed after they were trapped by million of bamboos after the soldier's attack in the field. Dito na na-reveal that they are deeply in love with each other.naks.
5. Kiss of Life - when Jin kissed Mei after she was stabbed with a flying dagger from Leo. Moments after the kiss, she came back to life to save jin by pulling the dagger from her chest.
I personally appreciated the over-all package of the movie, from the casting to the musical scoring. I can earnestly give 5 stars ***** Cheers!
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*Thanks jie for the dinner! Grazie tante ;>
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  contemplative |
Disillusioned is the right term to describe how the rest of us in the AFP Joint Staffs are contemplating right now, especially those who personally knew MGEN GARCIA, introduced him to numerous military engagements, acquainted with him during seminars/workshops, and dealt with him during socials... Nobody wants to be put in the limelight esp if it involves a large chunk of money and some politicking. Haay, our Executive Officer will be representing J4 later in the Congressional Hearing. He will speak in behalf of the AFP Logistics FAmily. Let's see what happens with the turn of events.Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: cynical |
Just recently, i found a nice way to relax before i loose my senses in the midst of work related paranoia. Check out this site to try your control skills while having a good laugh on the side.
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I only got 64 meters.
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: numb |
Many things transpired today. In the morning, I came from an opening ceremony of one of our courses at AFPCGSC. It was a simple ceremony held not in the usual auditorium with cocktails but held just inside one of the classrooms (due to the austerity measures). So far, so good.
Back at the office, LJ texted me lunchtime saying "Pare, basahin mo Philstar page 15. I've got goosebumps." Unfortunately, the office didn't have a subscription of the Philstar so I just checked it on the website. Gosh, what a news. I wonder what the j5 girls are feeling right now... Buti na lang, I dont personally know him, or else I will feel the same. Coincidentally, I was chatting with one of my buddy officers,Star-bak, regarding the same issue. Mood: in aghast
Afterwards, I saw Noringai's YM status: patay na si rio diaz. Grabe, I thought she was doing ok and on her way to recovery. Such a bittersweet ending. Mood: sad and melancholic
Just few minutes ago, Star-bak called me on my cellfone just to tell me that he was disconnected. Yeah right, what a big deal. When I reviewed our recent exchange of messages in YM, i noticed that there was a hanging issue about a how a person who will use gay lingo may be misinterpreted as gay. Duh! Talk about being traditional and modernist..Feeling ko na-miss lang ako nun e! Nyahaha! Whatever. Mood: distressed
After eating 2 honey-dipped donuts for merienda, I still am surprised of the news and of the events. Sometimes, unexpected events can make me feel... unhealthy.
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Tongue twister for the day: Minister Spilios P Spiliotopoulous, Hellenic Minister of National Defense. What a name!
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: anxious |
Last Friday, my best bud, LJ d KJ, celebrated her birthday and we had the greatest children’s party of all time. 'Ika nga "Minsan lang tayo magiging bata," so we have to seize every moment... It took me a week to think of the surprise concept. I thought of giving LJ a surprise children’s party, complete with party favors. Luckily, I had Kim Pucca with me on thurs, when we went to a toy store in Cubao to buy some party hats and mini-torotots(just like the YM’s party avatar). We were supposed to buy balloons and party trinkets for parlor games e.g., pabitin and piñata, but we opted not to because the venue for the party wasn’t definite yet. We also thought of giving her our own version of “talking” bouquet of flowers –it had hidden notes from some of her close friends and officemates***
Behind the scenes
01 Oct 2004. Friday. Lunch time Kim and I decided to buy a bouquet of flowers at Cubao to surprise the celebrator later in the evening. Lester d’ Jester and Chie-pot tagged along with us while we shot a mini-video of the “behind the scenes” or the “making of surprises for LJ”
1200H-1330H. The four of us went to Farmers market to buy a bunch of Malaysian mums. It took us 30 minutes to pick the colors of the flowers (instead of choosing a ready made bunch at the corner). Afterwards, we went to Starbucks Araneta Center to get a nice gift for LJ.
1330H. We arrived at GHQ where we needed to attach the notes to the flowers and to conceptualize the whole plan.
1400H. Kim was able to print the notes but haven’t cut or rolled it either.
Surprise visit
1600H. The celebrator came from DND and unexpectedly dropped by our office en route to hers. I just started arranging the flowers and was caught off-guard by her arrival (Buti na lang mataas cubicles samin, kaya naman I casually slid the flowers under my table). Kim, on the other side of the world, was cutting and rolling the printed notes when she saw LJ. But LJ never had a clue of what was happening. I contacted Chie and told him my plan.
1700H. “Kung bakit naman kasi naisipan pa ng celebrator na dumaan pa sa ofis. Haay…pano na yung flowers, pano na yung grand entrance, pano na yung surprises? Maunsyami kaya?” These were my random thoughts while I was arranging the flowers.
Surprise #1
1800H. While LJ, Kim and I were on our way to the lobby, Chie appeared from nowhere and gave LJ the bouquet of flowers (which I handed to him while LJ was at the other room). Then, we started singing “Happy Birthday” while an Army officer was walking with us and saw the whole surprise #1.
Star-Studded dinner
1900H. We arrived at Krua Thai Megastrip and had an expensive dinner. We had a dose of spicy Thai cuisine, Thai tea, Thai rice, Thai chicken, Thai spare ribs, thai veggies and thai toothpick. Thanks to Wilbert the waiter, the cozy ambience, the thai accessories and trimmings and the look-alike of celebrities who made our Thai dinner so much fun!! (We saw Mother Ricky Reyes, Aegis lead vocalist, etc)
I personally liked the fountain at the corner of the resto (which reminded me of the 1000 fountains Viktor Navorski made for Catherine Zeta-Jones in the movie “The Terminal”). The wash area was very much similar with the big porcelain bowls which served as sinks in Dencio’s Tagaytay.
2100H. We decided to wait for Lester d' Jester a.k.a LA at Starbucks Megastrip. Luckily, we found our favorite spot empty (the large sofa between 2 lamps near the brewing area) and settled there just like how we celebrated 2 birthdays three months ago (My birthday in June and Kim’s birthday in July).
Surprise # 2:
2100H-0100H. LJ decided to let Kim and Chie order our coffees, so Kim had to make her way to the counter to instruct the barista to give a hot tea in a personalized Starbucks mug for the birthday celebrant. It was the Surprise #2.
Surprise #3: Child at heart
While the celebrant shut her eyes, we wore our party hats and got our own mini-torotots. As she opened her eyes, she saw Kim donned with a Kim Possible hat, Chie with Blues Clues, and I with Mickey Mouse (We saved the superman hat for LA’s arrival). We had our own version of parlor games: Longest time one can blow a torotot, most number of torotot blows in one minute and Torotot exhibitions. We all unleashed the inner children in us. I couldn’t break Chie’s record of 85 blows (I only had 70). Chie was the last person who ran out of breath while we were blowing the torotot (Hmmm…I wonder why…)
Surprise #4:
Afterwards, it was the time for the talking flowers to take the centerstage. Unknowingly, the celebrator didn’t decipher what the talking flowers were all about. In order to help her, we instructed her to open the tiny piece of rolled paper in the middle of the bouquet which said:
“The Siren holds the key for she has the gift. A shimmer of something. Mysterious. Elusive.Hidden. Tissue and Wrappings. Secrets and surprises. The unveiling of the unexpected. Taran…tan…tan (cono tone)”
12 notes were written in small pieces of papers rolled into tubes. 5 came from the celebrant’s officemates, 1 from her boss and 4 from us (Kim, LA, Chie and Me). LJ was teary-eyed when she read aloud each note.
Surprise #5:
0000H. When LA arrived, we showed the celebrant the video clip we taped earlier when we bought the flowers. It was a 5-minute video taken with a Palm Zire 72.
Surprise #6:
0100H. Before we left Sbux, I handed LJ a 1-page personal letter written on a 10-year old Tiny Toons stationery. I wrote that letter before we took off GHQ.
Surprise #7:
It rained when we left Ortigas. We took the Kalayaan route while we talked about PG-13 themes. While we were about to drop off Kim at McDo Philcoa, we had the slightest accident (Thank God nobody was hurt!) An unknown vehicle bumped the side mirror of the Toyota Corolla that LA was driving. It happened in a split second along the dark highway of Philcoa (We didn’t get the plate number because it speedingly left us after the incident.)
0200H. As soon as I got home, I texted LA to check on the damage. I offered to accompany him to the service center but he refused. Buti na lang, gasgas lang daw. Whew!
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***Thanks Marinelli for collecting the notes from the girls and MAJOR BUCA. Mwah!
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  surprised Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Every Breath You take - Sting |
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Ayma posted this on our e-groups. Hopefully, this will be the last part in the series of sentimental entries posted:
After 'After A While'
After 'after a while'
You want to hold a hand not to chain a soul
but to enjoy its company,
and you want someone's lips to kiss,
not because you are lonely but because you are happy,
and you want to give presents
and you want to make promises.
After 'after a while'
You begin to accept your defeats like an adult,
but like a child, will want someone to listen and care,
and you want someone who will build roads with you
today so maybe you can pave the way for your future together.
After 'after a while'
You want someone's sunshine and warmth,
but also accept the rain and the cold,
and you want to give flowers picked from your own garden.
And when your garden is picture perfect,
you want it to be more than a picture
even if it means having to be imperfect
because you want someone in it to stay and to live.
Then you'll see that there is such a thing as love...
and that you were made to live in someone else's garden.
and you'll know that there is more to life than yourself."</b>
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*Friend, keep the flames of hope burning in you. Don't stop believing in love...God has a lot of whole new experiences in store for each one of us :>
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: optimistic Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: My Happy Ending - Avril Lavigne |
At isa pang makabagbagdamdaming post mula sa aming minamahal na e-groups. Drumroll please (and another box of tissue)...
"After A While
Veronica A. Shoffstall
After a while you learn the subtle difference
between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn't mean leaning
and company doesn't mean security.
And you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts
and presents aren't promises,
and you begin to accept your defeats
with your head up and your eyes open,
with the grace of an adult not the grief of a child.
And you learn to build all your roads on today
because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for paths.
After a while you learn
that even sunshine burns if you get too much.
So plant your garden and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure...
That you really are strong...
And you really do have worth"
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Una si Sam,ngayon naman si Ayma -ang mga nagsesenting Maxwell *teary-eyed*
Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y:  gloomy Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Crash Into Me-Dave Matthews Band |
Sam posted this on our e-groups. Mga sentimyento
ng isang nagmahal...madamdamin...emosyonal.
Para sa mga nagsesenti dyan, here's one dose for you (pakiabot muna ang tissue):
"I HATE idle time. Past hurts resurface and you experience what you felt before.
Weeks and weeks have passed since the love of my life left me. She gave me three main reasons but she says the list goes on. It was a Friday night when she broke the news to me. I was at her place and she just came out and told me that it was over.
I feel so rotten.
Last I heard from her, she's been seeing a couple of guys already. Maybe the only good thing that came out from this break-up are the songs I was able to write for her. But I'd gladly give up writing good songs if it would make her come back. What good are songs if they were inspired by heartbreak? I'd rather have a love present than good heartbreak songs.
Damn. I miss her so bad.
I miss her smile. This was what drew me to her. She has that perfect smile that could make anybody melt deep inside.
I miss her scent.
I miss the way she walks as she glides onto the pavement as she drags her feet.
I miss the way she laughs.
I miss the way she leans toward me to have me kiss her nose.
I miss waking up beside her.
I miss the way she leaves notes for me.
I miss calling her baby.
I miss hugging her.
I miss kissing her.
I miss holding her hand.
I miss taking care of her.
I miss watching her sleep.
I miss running my fingers through her hair.
I miss making her laugh.
I miss teasing her.
I miss loving her. ...
I miss the way she loves me.
I miss the woman who showed me what true love is.
I miss how being loved feels like.
I will never be loved the way she loved me -- that's for sure. That's what makes it even more painful. What really bites is that the moment I realized that I'd want her to be with me until my dying days, she had let go already. I will never forgive myself for being so dumb.
I have my share of not being able to hold the other end of the line and I definitely have my regrets. I regret not showing how I really felt. I loved her. She's that one woman in my life that I can truly say that I loved so much that it hurt. But it was me, I never showed her how much I cherished having her in my life. I loved her and I showed it to her but she wasn't satisfied... she was right. I know I could've given more. I know I could've showed her more. I was too scared to. Past relationships have brought me to this and I feel bad that I came to this. If only I believed more and loved more, maybe she wouldn't have decided to leave. Maybe.
In the end, all I had were regrets and apologies for my lack.
I'd like to take this chance though to say sorry for all the things I did and didn't do. I did realize a lot of things and that is why I'd like to get this out...
I'm sorry for neglecting you.
I'm sorry for acting weird whenever I was out of town.
I'm sorry for failing to say 'I love you' at times before putting down the phone when we went beyond years.
I'm sorry I failed to say good morning whenever I got up.
I'm sorry for being stubborn.
I'm sorry for not staying with you the whole night whenever I had gigs and you were around.
I'm sorry for getting the last bite/piece.
I'm sorry for making you feel "not enough" when you were more than enough.
I'm sorry for putting up a fight when we had misunderstandings when all I had to do was stop, think, and say "sorry."
I'm sorry for not showing how I really felt.
I'm sorry for not showing up enough at UP.
I'm sorry I wasn't always there to help or comfort you when it came to schoolwork and school problems.
I'm sorry that I didn't put up a guard when someone was trying to take you away from me.
I'm sorry for not sending enough sweet messages to your mobile.
I'm sorry for not being all that mushy.
I'm sorry I didn't hold your hand enough whenever we walked around.
I'm sorry I didn't write enough letters for you.
I'm sorry I gave delayed gifts.
I'm sorry I didn't shop enough for you.
I'm sorry I didn't wash enough dishes.
I'm sorry I didn't tell you often how beautiful you really are in my eyes.
I'm sorry for not embracing you enough.
I'm sorry for not telling you enough that I value having you in my life.
I'm sorry I didn't get to dance with you enough on the kitchen floor.
I'm sorry I didn't cry enough whenever we fought.
I'm sorry I wasn't that responsible then.
I'm sorry that sometimes, I missed out on the little things.
I'm sorry I was selfish.
I'm sorry I didn't help pay the bills.
I'm sorry that I wasn't all that imaginative in thinking of things to do with and for you, traveling with you, making a mix CD for you with songs about love, writing a little book about us, drawing doodles for you to keep, writing a song for you that was inspired by your love and not because I lost you, and lying beside you on the beach.
I'm sorry I didn't let you know that you are the most important person in my life.
I'm sorry that I didn't assure you that I wanted it to be you forever, early on.
I'm sorry that how I loved you wasn't enough.
I'm sorry that I realized all of these a bit too late.
There was a phase after the break-up that I desperately hoped for things to go back to how it was. I hoped to wake up from this bad dream. But of all the people I'd expect to give me a wake up call, it was her. We had a couple of conversations where she reminded me that it was over. I shouldn't expect anything from her anymore. I had nothing to come back to. But still... The one that gave it away was when we talked the other day. She told me that she's been dating. It's been less than two months and it was too hard for me to accept that the person I've been with for more than four years has been going out already so soon. I told her that it seemed so soon but the answer she gave me crushed everything I held on to... "Hello? It's been two months already!" I've been on the other end suffering from what happened and there she was dating. She has the right, but I wasn't dating because I was hoping. I didn't want to throw away four years that easily. But I was mistaken because it was that easy for her to get on with her life and that was the last nail that shut the coffin of hope.
Now what?
I'm here writing about a love lost as if it would do me good or would it? I have thought of giving up but as they say, "while there's breath, there's hope." It's just hard to wake up each morning being depressed, then the thought enters your mind that, "I'm here in pain and she's somewhere else happily moving on with her new guy." Imagine how painful it is to feel that, every waking day.
I pray that none of you will experience what I went through. I've gone through a couple of relationships already and nothing can compare to the pain of having the person you love so dearly, stolen from you.
I'm not that strong a person when it comes to love. If I didn't have God in my life and my music, I would've killed myself already. Without her, I didn't see any more reason to live. Call me pathetic but that is how I feel.
I have nothing else to do now but write. Write about my emotions. Write about my life. Write about anything just to keep me sane. I am still alive and I will continue to write.
I just hope one day that we'll end up together. I pray that our paths may cross once again and when that day comes, we'll never have to part again. Right now, I will just have to wait and see. It hurts to be away from her and hoping is not as easy as it is said. It is really difficult to have to hang on to uncertainty when every time the phone rings, someone knocks on the door, someone sends me a text message on my mobile, or an e-mail, I'd wish that it's her. I'd wish so badly for it to be her.
It hurts that when the time came that I finally found the person I'd want to spend my life with, she lets go of what we have. I've never felt this degree of wanting someone so bad that you see a life with her and that you cannot imagine yourself with anyone else anymore. I didn't want freedom any longer. I wanted her.
It would've been easier to let what happened pass if she didn't mean anything to me or if love wasn't something that I strongly felt for her. But she was my world. She was my muse. She was my everything. And I was happy. That is why it isn't easy. It isn't easy at all.
Now, I sit here unable to move on and simply hanging on to a hope that is quite unsure. Until my prayers are answered, my heart would be an empty vessel because one Friday evening, I lost the world. And my life has never been the same."
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This was posted on our e-groups but the sender's source wasn't mentioned. I wonder kung hinalaw ito from his personal experience *teary-eyed*.
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Kapwa
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Sep. 27th, 2004 @ 10:00 am
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How do you explain the concept of “kapwa” to an American?
I was caught-off guard with this question during one of the organizational TWG meetings involving an American resource person(pilot by profession) for automation, systems analysis, and Patrol Craft Fast (PCF). During the discussion, the Chairman asked me to explain this concept to a full-blooded American male protestant. Shifting from a technical perspective to a sociological one (think of hard sciences versus soft sciences), I thought that it would entail a whole course on Sikolohiyang Pilipino for an American to fully grasp the concept.
Naisip ko, paano mo nga naman ipapaliwanag sa isang Kano ang konseptong hindi man lang niya kinamulatan at kinalakihan. The concept of “kapwa” is distinctly peculiar among Filipinos (just how a person in the military will use the word). Ang konsepto ng “kapwa” ay mahirap matanto ng isang Kanong namulat na may “Messianic Complex” na tahasang taliwas sa kinalakihang konsepto ng “bayanihan” ng mga Pinoy. Kung ang Kano ay may “individualistic” na pagtingin sa mga bagay-bagay sa paraang kaya nilang gawin ang isang bagay na hindi na kinakailangan pa ng tulong ng iba, alinsunod sa konsepto ng “Protestant Ethic” ni Max Weber, ditonaman papasok ang malaking kaibhan ng mga Pinoy kung saan iniisip ng iba sa atin na hindi na kailangan maghanap ng trabaho dahil si Ninong na ang bahalang magpasok sa atin o di kaya’y ok na ang magrelax- relax sa trabaho dahil bahala na si Kumpare sa aking promotion. Hindi ko naman nilalahat na ang konseptong “kapwa” sa ating pang-araw araw na pamumuhay ay nakakasama, ngunit ang mga derivative nito tulad ng “padrino system” at “utang na loob” na minsang nakabubuti sa atin ngunit kadalasan at nakakahamak sa iba. Maaring ang mga ito nga ang downfall ng konsepto ng “kapwa.” Nakatuon tayo sa kung paano natin ituturing ng tulad ng ating pamilya, kamag-anak at kaibigab ang ibang tao. Nakakalimutan na natin na hindi nakakabuti sa kanila ang sobrang pagtulong o pagasa sa kanilang maaring maitulong sa atin.
Mahirap nang alisin sa ating sistema –sa sistemang sariling atin- ang kulturang namana pa natin sa ating mga ninuno. Pero dapat isa alang-alang natin na may mga katangiang hindi na maganda ang naidudulot sa atin. Ilan lamang ang pagtangkilik sa “padrino system” and “utang na loob”na nagpapalaganap ng graft and corruption sa ating bansa,. Kung isasapuso lang natin ang pagbabago…Mahirap talaga, pero ‘ika nga “It’s worth a try.”
When the Chairman spontaneously asked me to explain the concept of “kapwa” to an American, I could have simply answered, “The concept of kapwa is best described by how Filipinos regard what Americans consider as ‘others’ .” Instead, I uttered, “There’s no direct English translation for the word ‘kapwa’. Although Americans can consider the word 'others' as its nearest translation, Filipinos don’t treat their kapwa as others, rather we treat them just like how we treat our own family and friends.” If we treat them well, then we also treat our kapwa well, regardless of kinship or any blood relations.
Indeed, a simple question requires a simple answer.
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Disclaimer: Ang paggamit sa salitang “Kano” ay walang anumang bahid o tono ng discriminasyon o galit. Sa ganang akin lamang.
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Q:What is the best surprise that a birthday celebrator can receive?
A:If his close friends will surprise him on the first hour of his birthday.
Q:What is the worst thing that can happen on a surprise bday celebration?
A:If the birthday celebrator leaves the venue even if the surprise party havent started yet.
These were what transpired when Arvie Zobel de Ayala, one of my guy bestfriends, celebrated his 23rd birthday five nights ago. It was a spontaneous birthday surprise that his gf, Iyah Aliyah, thought two hours before the clock stroke 12 MN. Chiepot and I just came from an educ forum held in Makati Shangri-La, then spontaneously met Iyah ALiyah at Starbucks Alabang Town Center to surprise the celebrator while spending a night out with his officemates in Krokodile Grill Greenbelt. Iyah Aliyah just came from a wedding reception at Parque Espana that's why she was clad in a dark blue long dress.
We drove to Krocodile Grill Greenbelt hoping that the celebrator will be surprised to see us. But no! Kami pa yung na-surprise! Kasi naman, Iyah Aliyah instructed the celebrator to text her before he will leave Greenbelt. But the booze had a strong effect on the celebrator which made him text her: "Hon, Im already home na."even before the supposed "surprise party" have started.
"Huwaaaat??"
It was everyone's initial reaction (with jaws dropped) after we received that text. At that moment, we were already along Ayala Avenue, the exact place where I was, two hours ago! Without any hesitation, Iyah suggested that we will go to Cavite then, to pursue the surprise that surprised us.
And so, that Friday was the longest day and night of my life. After eight hours in the office, four hours in Makati, two hours in Alabang and then five minutes in Makati again, four Maxwell and Friends(Me, Iyah, Ayma, and Chie) were bound to the celebrator's house in Cavite. From Cavite, we travelled back to Las Pinas for a yummy take-out pizza from Yellow Cab. Then, we drove to Iyah Aliyah's house where we spent a dawn of movie marathon and some early morning snacks.
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*Although I incurred a slight allergy just by eating 2 grams of anchovies topped on pizza, t'was one of the Maxwell birthday celebrations that I wont ever forget :>
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I only get goosebumps when I'm chilling due to fever and flu or when I stay up late at night watching the stars while waiting to catch a cold. Just earlier, I got goosebumps while watching a flash site about how a wildest dream came true...Think about how 276 people, without the slightest idea, will react to a great surprise in store for them; think about $7M worth of cars. Try checking out this site to experience your own spine-chilling goosebumps...hehehehehe
http://www.pontiac.com/wildestdreams/index.jsp?cmp=op_pontiac_g6
http://www.cnn.com/2004/SHOWBIZ/TV/09/13/people.oprahs.surprise.ap/index.html
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*Ayma, how I wish na kasama din tayo dun!!!*winking*
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U-nibersi-dad ng Pi-li-pi-nas
Ma-tata-pang, Ma-ta-ta-li-no
Hindi na-tatakot kahit ka-nino...
Buong maghapon nasa Araneta Coliseum lang kami nina Mommy, Ogie at LJ nung Sunday. Buti na lang nag eat-all you can kami (minus LJ) bago pumasok sa loob, kaya naman todo/all-out cheer at talon para sa UP Pep Squad. Balak ko nga sanang maging apolitical kahit isang oras lang. Kasi naman, galing sa isang La Salista ang tickets ko, tapos ang hawak naming mga lobo ay may tatak na "Ateneo", so san pa kami, diba? Ganunpaman, we still cheered for UP. Kahit na nakalimutan ko na yung ibang lyrics nung chant, kahit na hindi ko suot ang pink UP T-shirt ko, kahit na matagal na akong hindi dumadalaw sa tinubuang campus, todo cheer pa rin.
Syempre, expected na ang pagkapanalo ng UST. Mataas ang expectations sa kanila dahil sila rin pala ang nag-first place last year. In fairness, sabay-sabay naman talaga ang moves nila, halos walang mali at talagang pinaghandaan ang costume at presentation. Buti na lang at nag-second place pa rin ang UP habang third place ang FEU. Pinatunayan talaga ng UP na hindi kailangan gumastos ng malaki para manalo. Konting ingenuity at originality, kahit hindi gaano ka-kompikado ang moves, hinding-hindi talaga papahuli ang UP. Congrats UP and carry on!
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*Thank you Nessy for the tickets!!! Ang mga lobong galing sa Ateneo ay hindi pinapasok sa MRT.
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I’ve used this statement once when I was still writing the series of nostalgia speeches for the former AFP’s Deputy Chief of Staff for Logistics a.k.a. J4, General Castellano, before he retired in March 2004. I can’t recall whether it was delivered by J4 during his sentimental visit to Clark or Lipa, but definitely it became part of his remarks then, following my style of quoting “quotable quotes” to give a fresh and vibrant(youthful) perspective to the 2-Star General's speeches. And now, I have decided to use it again as the main title for the new look of my blog/journal.
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Sights of tranquil waters and breathtaking nature, a love story and a mushy storyline –these are just some of the things that “take my breath away, ” which at the same time, were all embodied in the movie “The Notebook ” by Nick Cassavetes.
The theme and the chemistry
The movie simply delved on the passions of young love, the intimacy of romance, and the sacrifices that a lasting love can endure. It talked about love in its simplest form –young love.
Everyone of us has a soft spot for love stories;everyone of us has experienced being in love: learning to love and losing a love;learning to sacrifice for love, etc. –all boiling down to one common theme i.e., experiencing lasting love at its sweetest stage. This was exactly what Allie Hamilton (Rachel Mc Adams) and Noah Calhoun (Ryan Gosling) effectively portrayed in the movie. Despite its predictable plot, particularly the part when Noah’s kids visited him in the nursing home, the burning sense of anticipating the story’s ending made the movie more appealing (to me which somehow gave a me a short trip down my memory lane). I truly applauded the chemistry between the protagonists which made the viewers (LJ D'KJ, Lester D' Jester, Kim Pucca, Zinaski and Friends) swoon like high-schoolers. As what the movie’s casting director noted, “it is the only movie where you can find the leading lady kiss her leading man a million times.” I also admired how the youthful glow of both Rachel and Ryan made the movie ever charming, despite its pre/post-World War II settings.
Actually, I intended to get a copy of Nicholas Sparks' novel (to check on some possible deviations) prior to writing a journal entry on this subject. However, I still need to wait for my turn for Kelly KIMay’s paperback version of “The Notebook”.
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*I preferred to use the word “lasting” in lieu of “real” to describe Allie and Noah’s love, to attest some of my non-modernist views.
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lakeview1 photo by: marikitpikitA breathtaking picturesque view of the lake somewhere in North Carolina where the movie "The Notebook" was set. Haay, ang ganda naman. It seems very peaceful and tranquil.* sigh*. Kung close tayo,i-text mo ko kasi ngayon ako'y: relaxed Makinig ka! Kakantahan kita ng: Take My Breath Away - Berlin |
"If there’s one guy whom I truly miss right now, it’s him.
We’ve shared a lot of things in common -same passions, moments together, equal thoughts..."
Same passions.
We both love the beach. Every month, we would travel to his hometown in Pangasinan to experience the cold waters and fine sands of secluded beaches. He always knew that I love to travel -he would ask me during Friday nights to accompany him for joyrides and road trips en route to NLEX or SLEX.
Moments together.
Although we were both self-confessed resisting conservatives, we used to go to St. Jerome Emiliani in Alabang to hear mass together. Afterward, he would take me out to lunch anywhere in Alabang Town Center. We would spend long afternoons strolling around the mall ‘til our feet ached to surrender.
Equal thoughts.
We used to read newspapers together -we would take turns in reading the lifestyle and entertainment sections. Whenever he’s free, he would drive me to UP and wait for me at AS Parking Lot ‘til my classes end. Then, he would steer his wheels toward our all-time favorite McDonalds’ drive-thru counters. We were both obsessive in planning and organizing. I can easily remember dates while he compulsively keeps up with early schedules and remained punctual for every appointment.
“Sabi nila kapag palagi mo kasama ang isang tao, nagiging magkamukha na kayo...”
In our case, I was born to have the same features as him…The only feature that i got from my mom was the shape/contour of my face. The rest were from him -my Dad. I miss my Dada… I terribly miss him now.
*To be continued...
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Q: "Wie ist ihr name?"
A: "Meine name ist ..."
In my quest for finding a speedy printing shop which can print my pix saved in Jurassic diskettes and CDs, I accidentally passed by Book Sale at Festival Supermall, Filinvest Alabang. In a small corner, I saw a paperback about ideas for baby’s names. While browsing, I found meaning for some very familiar names. (Disclaimer: Listed below are the only remnants of my selective memory. Pasensya na sa mga ibang hindi nailista dito. Hayaan nyo, I-try kong bumalik dun soon!)
Me - Odezza
The nearest translation I found for mine was:
Odessa (Greek) =odyssey; long journey
(Hmmm, kaya pala parang kelangan muna ng mahabang paglalakbay bago nila ako matarok. FYI: Mahilig din ako maglakbay)
My Sis- Olga
Good thing meron itong direct translation!
Olga (Greek) = holy
(The same meaning for Helga)
Ammiel=holy too!
Frances = free
(the same for Francis, Francia, etc)
Pamela = honey
(Teka, diba honey is sweet? E bakit si Pam mataray?;)) ahehehe!)
Kim = boy’s name
(Oi kim, lalake ka pala! :>)
Gerald = mighty spearman
(Hmmm..matalas? matalas ang...isip! ehehhehe)
Ryan= little thing
(Haha, tumpak na tumpak yan ah!)
Lester= the lucky one; the lucky camp
(Don’t worry, mas lucky ka kay Luis)
Angelo=angel
(The same for Angela, Angelito, Angelina)
Ergo, Lester + Angelo =Lester Angelo = the lucky angel!
Gi = wala, kasi tagalog yan. E foreigner yung may akda nung basehan ko e! :p
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"Kaliwa...kanan...kaliwa."
I used to dream of being left-handed -when writing and driving. I even wondered how my Dada drew and computed engineering formulas using his left hand while I scribbled and doodled using my right. It was like looking at a mirror (sabi nila I was Dada's Girl daw). The only difference was: Dada was curly.
I know only 3 people who are left handed and 1 ambidextrous. Aside from Dada, Lester D' Jester and Ella Enchanted were also born left-handed. As for the ambidextrous, only Bimborotot was the only person I knew who can write my first name with his left hand while his right hand simultaneously scribbles my last name.
I also wanted to be ambidextrous. If I am a teacher, then I can easily check or cross out my student's papers with my left hand while I put my comments with my right.
If I will be ambidextrous, then I can lead a worry-free normal life under abnormal circumstances. If for example, I accidentaly cut my right index finger, then it will be easier for me to write with my left hand.
But my left hand isn't that idle at all. I may not be ambidextrous but I can use both hands in multi-tasking. I can cut my toenails with my right hand while putting pink nail polish with my left. I can put my MRT card just right into its slot using my right hand while my left hand closes my bag which the guard left opened after he/she inspected.
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"Hear 'ye, hear 'yo!"
Here is a rundown of UP Film Institue's screenings for August:
9 Aug - Y Tu Mama tambien
11 Aug- Insiang
12 AUg- Lilies
13 Aug- 5 Senses/Creme glacee, chocolat et autres consolations
16 Aug- Amores Perros
17 Aug- Taking Lives
18 AUg- Dr. Bethune:The Making of a Hero/5 Senses
20 AUg- Lilies/New Waterford Girl
23 Aug- El Crimen del Amaro
24 Aug- Twisted
25 Aug- Bayani/The Survivor and the Disenchanted
26 Aug- Angel Eyes
31 Aug- Lucia
AT the Videotheque:
28 Aug- Turking Delight/Spetters/The Fourth Man
*contact 9263640 local 4589/4440 or log on to www.upd.edu.ph/`film_ctr or email upfilminstitute@hotmail.com
Enjoy!
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"Oist, punta tayo Megamall mamaya..."
It's amazing how enthusiastic Bok Paning and I felt when Ryodan said that there will be Classic German Silent movies re-runs (sponsored by Goethe-Institut Manila)in Cinema 6 SM Megamall for all Thursdays of August:
05 August-Metropolis (Rubber Inc)
12 August-Faust (Tots Tolentino and Friends)
19 August-Last Laugh (Syzygy)
26 August-Nosferatu(Garlic)
*local bands indicated in parenthesis will provide the musical scoring
Buti na lang my conference yesterday was postponed that's why i was able to catch METROPOLIS by Fritz Lang. At 1945H, a long line for movie-goers whose profile include foreign students (Deutsche-speaking students), familiar UP students from CAL, and the like was occupying the ally between Cinemas 1 and 6. Ryodan told me that he even saw Eric, his blockmate during his BAA days (who also happened to be my Blockmate during Socio days) while Bok Paning and I were looking for some Swirly Bitz and Jamaican Patties.
What was shown last night was a new digitally restored version of METROPOLIS. It was like METROPOLIS meets I,ROBOT. This first ever sci-fi film acclaimed by New York Times as a "feverish dream of the future" envisions year 2026 with a techno-classic-melodrama musical scoring. Since this was produced right after the industrial revolution, it could be foreshadowing of what the world would be like if a revolution went out of control. With themes about capitalism, dialectical materialism and German expressionism, this movie is worth your long attention span even without the sappy theme songs and high tech color effects. It is no wonder that this 1927 film has become a monument to Lang's artistic vision and craftmanship which took him 16 months to realize, using a cast of 37,383, and with a cost staggering to $2M(a lot of money during that time).
Since it was my first time to watch a full-length silent movie, i can give 4 ****stars for this film (in a scale of 1-5 with 5 as the highest).
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