happy new year!!!

will post more later =)
meanwhile, i so wanna have this shirt:

Merry Christmas!

sleepy during mass

every year i try to complete the 9-day simbang gabi tradition and so far, i haven't missed, thanks to three alarms and my brother pounding on my door waking me up if i don't hit the off button on the alarms fast enough.
every time i go to church, i can't help it but i feel sleepy. it's so hard to keep awake during the hour and a half-long mass. but i have to wake up. i need to be up.
it got me thinking, maybe Christmas is like that too. a time to wake up. a time to be aware of what we have and be thankful for them. sure, Christmas is the season of giving, and we would like to receive gifts, but is that what Christmas is all about?
do we really need all the material things under the tree?
sometimes it's hard to be grateful for what we have when we're so busy looking at what others have. it's hard to appreciate our blessings when we're busy noticing other people's blessings.
this year had been difficult for most of us (yes that includes me) and it's easy to lose hope, to feel that God forgot about us. but i know that's not the case. we're still here. we still live. we reached christmas. our lives will always be the best blessing.
may we all remember what truly counts this special day =)

Let's volt in!

10 quick and painless things you can do to help save the climate

1. Disengage.
This also applies to transformers and voltage regulators. When left plugged or on standby, your home appliances are still using energy – and that’s energy you pay for that benefits no one. Hitting that power button and unplugging your appliances when not in use saves you roughly P2300 a year.

2. Whip out the clothesline.
Forego the clothes dryer and hang your laundry out in the sun to dry instead. Clothes dryers average 1,600 watts of energy per hour, so if you wash and dry your clothes every two weeks, that computes to around P120 slashed off your monthly electric bill.

3. Eat everything on your plate.
Or at least just take, cook or buy only as much food as you can finish. Uneaten food that goes straight to the garbage adds to the trash you produce, and when you reduce food waste you automatically decrease your carbon emissions.

4. Check your tire pressure constantly.
Optimal tire pressure helps your car burn fuel more efficiently. If you own a car and are looking to get more mileage from your vehicle, keeping your tires inflated right hits two birds with one stone – it reduces your carbon emissions while giving you more value for money.

5. Keep a close watch on your air filter.
Score another one for the motorists: replacing or cleaning out your air filters also helps your use your fuel more efficiently. You can have this done along with your tire pressure adjustments whenever you have your oil changed.

6. Better yet, travel on two wheels, or on your own two feet.
Walking or biking beats a fuel efficient vehicle every time. Because neither mode of transport requires the burning of fossil fuels, choosing the heel over the steering wheel is the best way to cut back on carbon while still getting to your destination.

7. The matter of meat.
Most Pinoys love eating meat so much that it’s a non-negotiable, even when it comes to climate advocacy. However, the slightest reduction in meat consumption can still impact your total carbon emission, so for every week, make at least 3 to 5 meals meat-less. Remember, a little effort goes a long way!

8. Spare the pulp.
Rainforests are Mother Nature’s very own carbon dioxide regulating systems. Without their gallant stewardship, we wouldn’t be here today! We need to keep them alive and flourishing if we want to stay in the game. So be it tissue, a note pad, office documents, paper coffee cups, or store paper bags, think twice – there is always an alternative to paper!

9. Lighten up.
You’ve probably deduced by now that the more fuel or energy efficient you are, the less carbon dioxide emissions you make. The same rule stands for lighting – fluorescent bulbs trump incandescent bulbs every time, which is win-win for everyone since it’s both carbon and cost efficient.

10. Shop wisely.
On your grocery or mall run, bring a sizable canvas tote and stash everything you buy inside. This saves you and the businesses you support on plastic bags. This habit not only reduces your waste but also lessens the need for production of problematic plastic.

let's do our share. click the link to learn more.

Tik Tok Rock!

this i DO NOT like

i'm sorry but i love christmas =(

happy thoughts naman

i know this is late but i guess we all need something to be happy about and be proud of amidst the terrible things happening in our country

CNN Hero of the Year

follow efren at twitter

God save their souls

from this site: Maguindanao massacre

This timeline is very helpful in letting you know what happened at Maguindanao on November 23, 2009.

click here

i really really wish the people responsible for this massacre go straight to hell!

OMG! CAN'T WAIT!

i dunno what to say

Kurt Cobain’s suicide letter, addressed to his childhood imaginary friend Boddah, written while he was high on herion.

To Boddah

Speaking from the tongue of an experienced simpleton who obviously would rather be an emasculated, infantile complain-ee. This note should be pretty easy to understand.

All the warnings from the punk rock 101 courses over the years, since my first introduction to the, shall we say, ethics involved with independence and the embracement of your community has proven to be very true. I haven’t felt the excitement of listening to as well as creating music along with reading and writing for too many years now. I feel guilty beyond words about these things.

For example when we’re back stage and the lights go out and the manic roar of the crowds begins., it doesn’t affect me the way in which it did for Freddie Mercury, who seemed to love, relish in the love and adoration from the crowd which is something I totally admire and envy. The fact is, I can’t fool you, any one of you. It simply isn’t fair to you or me. The worst crime I can think of would be to rip people off by faking it and pretending as if I’m having 100% fun. Sometimes I feel as if I should have a punch-in time clock before I walk out on stage. I’ve tried everything within my power to appreciate it (and I do, God, believe me I do, but it’s not enough). I appreciate the fact that I and we have affected and entertained a lot of people. It must be one of those narcissists who only appreciate things when they’re gone.

I’m too sensitive. I need to be slightly numb in order to regain the enthusiasms I once had as a child.

On our last 3 tours, I’ve had a much better appreciation for all the people I’ve known personally, and as fans of our music, but I still can’t get over the frustration, the guilt and empathy I have for everyone. There’s good in all of us and I think I simply love people too much, so much that it makes me feel too fucking sad. The sad little, sensitive, unappreciative, Pisces, Jesus man. Why don’t you just enjoy it? I don’t know!

I have a goddess of a wife who sweats ambition and empathy and a daughter who reminds me too much of what i used to be, full of love and joy, kissing every person she meets because everyone is good and will do her no harm. And that terrifies me to the point to where I can barely function. I can’t stand the thought of Frances becoming the miserable, self-destructive, death rocker that I’ve become.

I have it good, very good, and I’m grateful, but since the age of seven, I’ve become hateful towards all humans in general. Only because it seems so easy for people to get along that have empathy. Only because I love and feel sorry for people too much I guess.

Thank you all from the pit of my burning, nauseous stomach for your letters and concern during the past years. I’m too much of an erratic, moody baby! I don’t have the passion anymore, and so remember, it’s better to burn out than to fade away.

Peace, love, empathy. Kurt Cobain

Frances and Courtney, I’ll be at your alter.

Please keep going Courtney, for Frances.

For her life, which will be so much happier without me. I LOVE YOU, I LOVE YOU!

more cheeeeeezeee

Pacquiao wins seventh title in 7 classes

Thanks Manny. We needed that.
Good job!





photos from yahoo.
credit to: GABRIEL BOUYS/AFP/Getty Images

sobrang cheeeeeeeezy!

sheeeeeeeesh!

i thought the brazilian was enough, apparently some people want to go all the way

click here:imperfect vaginas

something to think about

The more things change, the more they stay the same. I'm not sure who the first person was who said that. Probably Shakespeare. Or maybe Sting. But at the moment, it's the sentence that best explains my tragic flaw, my inability to change.

I don't think I'm alone in this. The more I get to know other people, the more I realize it's kind of everyone's flaw. Staying exactly the same for as long as possible, standing perfectly still... It feels safer somehow. And if you are suffering, at least the pain is familiar. Because if you took that leap of faith, went outside the box, did something unexpected... Who knows what other pain might be out there, waiting for you. Chances are it could be even worse.

So you maintain the status quo. Choose the road already traveled and it doesn't seem that bad. Not as far as flaws go. You're not a drug addict. You're not killing anyone... Except maybe yourself a little. When we finally do change, I don't think it happens like an earthquake or an explosion, where all of a sudden we're like this different person. I think it's smaller than that. The kind of thing most people wouldn't even notice unless they looked at us really close. Which, thank God, they never do. But you notice it. Inside you that change feels like a world of difference. And you hope this is it. This is the person you get to be forever... that you'll never have to change again.


- excerpt from Ephram Brown's speech
-Everwood-

no significant difference

please get out of my head and my heart

doing our part

sooooo many people...but soo many meds too!









by 4pm, we were able to fill this many prescriptions!



soooooooo tired!

let's pray harder

Legazpi bishop asks Filipinos to say powerful prayer
By Joanna Los Baños
Inquirer Southern Luzon

LEGAZPI CITY, Philippines—-As typhoon “Pepeng” intensified and moved toward Northern Luzon, an auxiliary bishop in the Archdiocese of Legazpi encouraged Filipinos to pray the “Oratio Imperata for Deliverance From Calamities,” which he said was a powerful prayer that spared Albay from disaster after Supertyphoon “Reming” struck almost three years ago.

The prayer has been recited since October 2007 in all the churches in the archdiocese during Mass.

“Many have already asked for a copy of the prayer and it has already reached the United States,” Auxiliary Bishop Lucilo Quiambao said.

He asked that the prayer be recited in the parishes, homes and communities.

Albay has not been affected by major typhoons and calamities for the past three years and the bishop believed one reason the power of prayers.

In November 2007, authorities predicted that the province would be hit by typhoon “Mina.” However, it changed direction and most Albayanos were convinced it was a “miracle.”

The bishop also appealed to Bicolanos to help the victims of typhoon “Ondoy.”

In a circular, Quiambao said schools and communities may bring their donations to the Social Action Center in the city or to the Annual Diocesan Marian Youth Pilgrimage Rally in Barangay Baño on Saturday (Oct. 3).

“We have been recipients of so much generosity and love from people all over the world after typhoons Milenyo and Reming devastated our place, it is but proper and fitting that we return the favor now that we are given the opportunity to heed Christ's teaching to help our neighbors in need,” Quiambao said.

The Oratio:

“Almighty Father, we raise our hearts to You in gratitude for the wonders of creation of which we are part, for Your providence in sustaining us in our needs, and for Your wisdom that guides the course of the universe.

“We acknowledge our sins against You and the rest of creation.

“We have not been good stewards of Nature.

“We have confused Your command to subdue the earth.

“The environment is made to suffer our wrongdoing, and now we reap the harvest of our abuse and indifference.

“Global warming is upon us. Typhoons, floods, volcanic eruption, and other natural calamities occur in increasing number and intensity.

“We turn to You, our loving Father, and beg forgiveness for our sins.

“We ask that we, our loved ones and our hard earned possessions be spared from the threat of calamities, natural and man-made.

“We beseech You to inspire us all to grow into responsible stewards of Your creation, and generous neighbors to those in need.

“Amen.”

Let us pray

Prayer or Blessing Against Storms

Jesus Christ a King of Glory has come in Peace. † God became man, † and the Word was made flesh. † Christ was born of a Virgin. † Christ suffered. † Christ was crucified. † Christ died. † Christ rose from the dead. † Christ ascended into Heaven. † Christ conquers. † Christ reigns. † Christ orders. † May Christ protect us from all storms and lightning † Christ went through their midst in Peace, † and the word was made flesh. † Christ is with us with Mary. † Flee you enemy spirits because the Lion of the Generation of Judah, the Root David, has won. † Holy God! † Holy Powerful God! † Holy Immortal God! † Have mercy on us. Amen!

Another Prayer to Avert Storms and Hurricanes


Father, all the elements of nature obey your command. Calm the storms and hurricanes that threaten us and turn our fear of your power into praise of your goodness. Grant this through our Lord Jesus Christ, Your Son, who lives and reigns with you and the Holy Spirit, one God, forever and ever. Amen.

question!

Can we just keep our feelings in secret boxes that no one can ever open but ourselves?

time to make a list

Christmas is in the air and I better start making my list. The LIST. And I should stick to a budget too. Last year I blew up the budget, but hey, at least those who got the gifts were happy!

Where can I look for not so expensive but pretty gifts?

Help, anyone?

still kinda pissed

According to the Journal of Personality and Social Psychology Envy (also called invidiousness) may be defined as an emotion that "occurs when a person lacks another’s (perceived) superior quality, achievement, or possession and either desires it or wishes that the other lacked it." It can also derive from a sense of low self-esteem that results from an upward social comparison threatening a person's self image: another person has something that the envier considers to be important to have. If the other person is perceived to be similar to the envier, the aroused envy will be particularly intense, because it signals to the envier that it just as well could have been he or she who had the desired object.

frustrated

i heard some news this week and it was so frustrating. i feel so betrayed. all i did was to help. turns out the person was talking shit behind my back.
i am hurt.

nice project

A New York girl has pledged to wear the same outfit everyday for 365 days. Before you say "eeewww...", she has seven of the same dress. Her goal is to promote sustainable fashion and to raise money for charity.

i love it!!

go visit the link!





http://www.theuniformproject.com/

John Hughes Dies at 59

your movies have captured and influenced a generation. you will be missed, john hughes.

read: http://www.nytimes.com/2009/08/07/movies/07hughesobit.html?_r=1&hp

so sad.
will watch his movies in a while.

rest in peace Tita Cory

absorbed

" The unconscious mind writes poetry if it's left alone."
--Dr. Kamen to Edgar Freemantle
(DUMA KEY by Stephen King)

sad sad sad

i watched MJ's funeral service and i was not able to hold back my tears. i especially bawled when this happened:



rest in peace MJ.

RIP MJ

sad sad sad =(

girl power

Obama's speech in Cairo. It’s a little long – 55 minutes but it's AMAZING. It’s one of those speeches that will be quoted forever. My favorite part of the speech is when he got into women’s equality –



“i am convinced our daughters can contribute just as much to the society as our sons…..i do not believe that women should make the same choices as men in order to be equal.and i respect those women who choose to live their lives in traditional roles but it should be THEIR CHOICE.”

hmmm...

"Some people are like slinkies--Not good for anything, but it still brings a smile to your face when you push them down the stairs."

it's my tatay's birthday!!

wala lang.....pease include him in your prayers...he's a senior citizen na! hahaha =)

one summer weekend

Summer 2009. I needed a new set of May 1 memories so off I went to Pagudpud with jaq and khriz and eeva and Toots and his friends for a much needed R and R. We then had a little tour of Ilocos before going back to Tuguegarao to catch our bus back home.
Travel time to Pagudpud was 6 hours because we had some pit stops and I was quite hungry by the time we got to the resort but the place was beautiful so a little hunger was okay with me =)
When we got to the place, we made a beeline for the “kusina” and started preparing our late lunch. Thanks to toots’ friends who helped cook our menu of inasal na manok, piniritong manok and the girls’ masterpiece: stuffed tilapia. Yum!
So we scarfed down everything and looked around and had moments (postcard-perfect moments, perhaps?) and took pictures. Then dinnertime came. After dinner, we had a little game called ping-pong-pang along with some alcohol (hahah…sorry EJboy, I really don’t like beer) and that’s when we really got to know each other in our little group. Then some chikahan followed suit. That’s when I found my new memories. Hahaha.
And what did we talk about? The most obvious of course: our love lives. We found out we’re mostly broken up with our (in)significant others or about to break up. And what’s funny was that our stories were very similar.
The next day, we had a hearty breakfast and went on a mini-tour of Ilocos. We went to another beach which was somewhat like boracay, only less commercialized. We also visited the windmills (that power Ilocos..so awesome…and huge!) and the Bojeador lighthouse (we didn’t see some ghosts but someone saw someone’s underpants…khriz? Hehehe). Of course, we had to taste the local delicacies: empanada and bibingka. The empanada was really different from others I’ve tasted before and the bibingka was like that of estancia’s, only more chewy. Suffice it to say that we were fuuuuuull when we ended our Ilocos escapade.
On the way back home, I thought about what we talked about that night (and morning and while going back to Tugue) and I remember a similar conversation I had with some friends a few months back.
Breaking up is never easy. Breaking up properly is a skill some people just don’t have. And unfortunately, I ended up with two of these no-breakup-skills dudes.
Anyway, some points my friends and I agree on when it comes to breakups are as follows:
1. breakups should always be done in the flesh
- never via email, chat (ehem), phone, or text message (ouch); and never ever
have your friend break up for you (agi!!!)
2. never breakup by scheming the other party into doing it for you
- do not provoke the other party into breaking up with you; that’s being a coward
3. do not breakup on or a few days before/after a milestone
- not on your birthday or her birthday; not on Christmas, New Year or
Valentine’s day (ouch liwat ah!)…heartless pig!
4. breakups should be clear
- “things are not going well” is not a sentence that means “we’re breaking up”;
do not assume that the other party gets your “message”; do not think that by
avoiding the other party, s/he will get the message that you’re breaking up;
be clear; own up to your decision
5. never break up by cheating
- that’s just plain nasty! And that karma thing? That’s also the golden rule.
You might end up in deeper shit and your ex will get the last laugh…
bwahahahahaha!!!!
So guys and girls…breaking up is hard to do. It is one of the most painful things to go through, but as they say, what doesn’t kill us makes us stronger. Shit happens. And there will always be reasons why these shitty things happen. Meanwhile, it’s up to you to help yourself get over the breakup. I can’t do that for you. Our friends or your family can’t do that for you either. Decide that “enough’s enough”. Decide to move on and be happy.
Breakups happen because someone better is meant for us, and in due time, we’ll meet that someone.
For the meantime, we’ll always have the movies for our kilig fill. Tama ba, nancy jane? Heheheh =)

PS



OMC! Here’s to a long-lasting friendship with you guys and girls. Tapos na ang tugue-ilocos high five. Boracay high five up next? Wheeee! =) Halong gid pirme toots, eeva, ej, kimmybear, doni, beegee, neju + cake! Palangga kamo namon! Powerhuuuuuuuuuuug =)

American Idol finale

go KRIS!!!!

KRIS for the win!!

*i love underdogs eh*

mother's day

We’re riding a taxi back home. It’s a long drive home. We talk about a lot of stuff. We discuss the progress of tatay’s special secret golden birthday in a week’s time. She’s excited – said she can’t wait to see how he will react. I get excited too. I love surprises and I can’t wait to pull this one off. She said the party will push through, whatever happens (we worry about some guests who have not RSVP’ed yet).

She then asks about school. I reply it’s ok; I remind her about the deal we made regarding my being on the dean’s list. She replies I’ll get my refund tomorrow after I finish my duty hours. She knows I plan to use it to buy my dad’s bday present. She says she’s happy that I heeded her “suggestion” (coercion maybe? hahaha) to take up pharmacy and though I am not into it still, I will learn to love the course and will see the reason/s why I am where I am right now. I tell her that I wanna prove I’m not a quitter and besides, I’m really beginning to like it; I’m even enjoying all the extra-co work/activities I participate in. She tells me she appreciates it and that she’s happy because had I left and gone to another school, we would not have spent more time together, even just like this moment. I give her a kiss. She smiles that big smile I soooo love and gives me a kiss and a hug back.

She said her leg hurts – said it’s prolly because of the barefoot procession we joined the other day and the trip she took yesterday. She lifts her leg and I notice that it’s a bit edematous. I don’t like what I see. I tell her we should go see a doctor. She agrees.

We reach the hospital. After she talks to the doctor, she tells me she’s checking herself in. She instructs me to go home, says she’ll be fine; says I better go and rest at home because I have duty tomorrow; says to tell dad to go there and stay with her instead.

I follow what she says but I first kiss her again and give her a big hug.

The next day she had her first heart attack. I did not know ‘til I got to the hospital after my duty. I got pissed. I went to her and told her I love her, asked her to fight. She couldn’t talk because of a tube attached to her but she scribbles her messages on a notebook dad prepared and left by her bedside. She scribbled “(I’ll) try. Take care of lola. And bim. And tatay. Pray. Love you”. I hold back my tears.

My brother and I talked to her doctor and the doctor said she’ll be fine; said she’s got a good chance to recover and that we should not worry.

The following day she had her second attack.

I got so pissed. I talked to her doctor again. She said the same thing she said the previous day.

I believed the doctor. Still. I held on to her doctor’s words. She’ll be okay.

My dad’s birthday came. She was in a coma already. We had dad’s birthday celebration inside and outside the ICU. Our “guests” were the folks of the other ICU patients and whoever visited that day (not that they could come in and really see her). Even Tito Berting (Arch Piamonte, her cousin) was there; he “talked” to her and prayed with her. The people in the ICU were curious why we’re having a party. I told them she said the party should push though. Whatever happens.

My brother and I had some time together. We talked. I asked him how he feels. He replied he’s ok. He’s positive she’ll be alright. I told him that if worse comes to worst, it’ll just be me and him and dad. He’ll have to trust me and listen to me coz I’ll be “nanay” then. He said he trusts me but we’ll have to talk about everything first before making a decision. I agreed. I love my brother for that.

After the “party” I was left in the ICU to stay with nanay. I think I must have had 8 cans of coke at least just so I can stay awake the whole night.

The next day tatay and bim arrived to relieve me of my duty. I went home.

As soon as I got home, the phone rang. It was my brother asking me to go back to the hospital ASAP.

“Check mate”. That was all he said.

My heart shattered.

I hurried back to the hospital.

She’s gone.

I went to her side. She was still warm. I keep stroking her forehead and holding her hand. Tita May tells me I can still talk to her, she can still hear me.

I did just that. I asked her why she did not wait for me to come back. I told her I love her and will always think of her. I promised her I will take care of lola, and bim, and tatay. I said goodbye.

They wheel her out of the ICU.

Then I totally lost it.

I regret going home that morning. I hated myself for not being there while she was being revived. I still had a lot of things I wanted to say to her.

That was May 31, 1998. Eleven years ago. And I only talked about this now.

They say time heals all wounds.

Not this one. Not any time soon.

It still hurts. I still feel bad. I still hate myself for not being there that time. I still find it hard to live in a world where she doesn’t anymore.

Saying that I mss her is an understatement. I miss the hugs, the kisses, the long talks, our travels, even our fights. I miss just having her beside me.

Happy mother’s day nanay. I know you’re watching over us. I love you and I always think of you. Thank you for 18 wonderful years together.

killing time

I love to read. Drop me off at any bookstore and you can come back for me a few hours later, still not bored, probably curled up at a corner reading or scanning through at least 3 books/magazines.
It’s such a wonderful way to pass time. Time’s not actually wasted coz I get to learn about something different each time I’m there.
Yesterday I went to the bookstore near my place and the following caught my attention:

1. What Shamu taught me about life, love and marriage by Amy Sutherland

How the secrets of the wild kingdom’s wranglers can help with your own primate. Her rules:
1. accept that some things may never change
2. ignore the behavior you don’t want
3. and make sure you compliment the behavior you do want.
4. don’t blame yourself when the primate behaves badly.
5. pick your moments wisely
6. keep your mate happy

(hmmm…..makes sense)

2. Happiness is an Inside Job: Practicing for a joyful life by Sylvia Boorstein, Ph.D.

The book tells us that to practice “wise effort” – if you’re anxious, you can consciously decide to calm down.

(do we really need a book to tell us that?)

3. Perfumes: the Guide by Luca Turin and Tania Sanchez

A collection of over 1200 critiques of different scents. Hilarious!

(I love perfumes so this one’s just my type!)

4. Pugad Baboy XX

PM Junior’s 20th. Polgas. Mang Dagul. Brosia. Everyone else. Need I say more?

5. Marie Claire’s last issue

sniff sniff =(

yummy!

khrizna's going away "party" at her favorite place..hahaha

bye bye khriz!

pretty nails

what i read

her favorite hangout

that's how much we drank!

bad bad bad

things are not going well for me today. i got locked out just this afternoon and when we got home, wet from the pouring rain, my roomies and i were shocked to see our pad flooded! OMFG! apparently, our 5gal water container "slipped" and caused the flood. i dunno how that happened but when we got home, we just saw the container on the floor and water everywhere.
i just finished mopping.
wanted to vent.

greeting

It's just been a year and yet you've become one of my dearest friends. See, it's not an age thing (hahaha). or a distance thing (10hours!! my glutes hurt!). it's about sharing resources (but please be careful naman), getting resources (stat, anyone? hahaha) emote-full moments and trinoma and starbucks and coffee bean and tea leaf (cheese cake), siomai, tokyo tokyo, jag+red bull (that didn't push through)...and tugueg-locos + OMC syempre!

last year we had our little celebration in the middle of the night at jaq's. this year i know you're celebrating it with your girl and your powerhug friends so i hope you enjoy your day.

i wish you a happy, healthy life. you're a good person and you deserve all the best.
thanks for being a friend and for introducing me to those wonderful people. god bless you and your loved ones always.

take care of eeva coz she's just awesome. give her a big hug and kiss from me =)

nurture your omc friendship. always make time for them (ehem) and take care of those who need you most when the moment calls for it(ehem ehem). be a role model to the younger ones (ehem ehem ehem) too. i've never met a bunch of cool, sensitive guys til a few days ago (naks! OMC nga eh) and as i've said, i'm super thankful for that. next year ulit...hopefully.

so...happy birthday! powerhug! high five! kiss kiss, hug hug! BILPOT!

bad noon

ok..i was set to post something about my recent adventure but lo and behold, i got into an OC moment and started cleaning the pad. so i was done and i took out the trash. and then.....I GOT LOCKED OUT!
so here i am, waiting for the locksmith (who btw charges way toooo much) so i can get in. bad bad bad =(

pautwas

I realized that no matter how you try to live your life the best way you know how, there will always be people who want to ruin what good thing you have. I don’t know why they do it but I sure do know how they’re doing it. ‘Tis a small world after all (sing with me!) and everyone’s connected in one way or another (news do travel fast you know). I pray for them. And for myself. Lord help me; give me patience and strength not to retaliate.

Mu na lang anay.

fish spa!

bad bad bad days

I had the flu last week and it was not so bad for me coz it was the holy week and I had nothing to do/nowhere to go to so I figured I’ll get better by the weekend. I did feel a bit better so my roomie and I decided we will celebrate easter by going to mass and hanging at the mall. So we left early in the morning to have breakfast and hear mass. Although we had a hearty breakfast at one of my favorite places, I felt that something was not right about what I was eating. So we ate and went to the chapel for the mass. When we reached the chapel, everything spiraled downward. Five minutes in the chapel I was feeling dizzy. I told myself it must have been my body adjusting to the shift in temperature coz the chapel had a/c and we came from the summer heat. I thought it will just pass. It didn’t. While the gospel was being read, I was feeling more dizzy, my tummy was rumbling, I got clammy and my vision started to blur. I started to panic and closed my eyes telling myseslf “don’t panic. This will be gone when you open your eyes.” It didn’t. I nudged my roomie and made her feel my arm which was already cold but I did not want to alarm her so I just said I’m going to the restroom. the cr was packed and I felt like puking and my dizziness was threatening to make me faint so I decided to take a cab and go home (my place was about 5-10mins away). Good thing manong driver was a nice soul who even offered to take me to the hospital (I said no – I was too scared for myself). When I reached home, everything I ate came out. It was terribly awful. I felt like my guts were being twisted. My roomie, who was left in the chapel was clueless to what was happening to me. She eventually found out after the mass when she went out of the chapel and read my numerous text messages (the chapel we went to had no signal for ALL networks inside it. We were told that the signals are blocked inside the chapel to ensure that the church-goers concentrate on the mass. Not exactly a bad idea  ). So she went home and found me lying in bed, super feverish but still clammy. I didn’t want to go to the hospital but she was adamant so we compromised: if my condition still stays as is by evening, I will drag my big ass out with her. Thankfully it did not come to that but my tummy still felt awful for the next two days and my flu came back so I’m still sniffing and sneezing til now.
On Monday I went to school to follow up on my thesis but sadly, my adviser wasn’t there. Having nothing to do, I decided to do some more research and after leaving the library, I passed by the atm to get some funds for the week. Bad bad bad: the machine ate my card. I immediately reported the incident inside the bank and was told to go back the next day to get my card back.
Yesterday I did just that but I was stumped. The bank won’t give me back my card because it did not have my name on it nor my signature (yes yes yes, it was my fault. I should have signed it as soon as I received it). The bank manager told me they will be mailing my card to my bank. So I had to call my bank in lilo and ask them to put my account on hold. I asked my bank to allow me to do otc transactions but I have to wait for a few days for my request to be given a response. Hokey. No more extra funds for me then. Bad bad bad.
This morning, I went to school once again but my adviser wasn’t there still and I was informed that she filed for a leave of absence and will be back on or before the week’s end (oh please let it be tomorrow!). bad bad bad.
I’ve been having bad bad bad days. food poisoning? Check! Atm kashetan? Check! Thesis delay? Check. Still having the flu? Check! it’s soooooo frustrating.
Damn.

holy monday

i am having a hard time with my internet connection. i guess it's a sign: i should lessen my net activities coz of the holy week. hehehe


have a blessed holy week.

see you all soon =)

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