Merry Mix Up

my current theme song...

2007-09-10T18:53:00.000+08:00

"Androgyny"When everything is going wrongAnd you can´t see the point of going onNothing in life is set in stoneThere´s nothing that can´t be turned aroundNobody wants to be aloneEverybody wants to love someoneOut of the tree go pick a plumWhy can´t we all just get alongBoysBoys in the girl´s roomGirlsGirls in the men´s roomYou free your mind in your androgynyBoysBoys in the parlorGirlsThey´re

Carrot, Egg and Coffee

2007-08-27T20:21:00.000+08:00

(Lifted the feel-good story from my sister's blog, Angela's Ashes. The comment at the end is mine.)You will never look at a cup of coffee the same way again. A young woman went to her mother and told her about her life and how things were so hard for her. She did not know how she was going to make it and wanted to give up. She was tired of fighting and struggling. It seemed as one problem was

RE: hey

2007-08-16T19:03:00.000+08:00

Hi Ry, Read your email last Monday but I haven't had time to reply. We decided not to get the wifi internet at home since the connection is so irregular, and I haven't had time to drop by an internet café, so I haven't even updated my blog yet. Updates - well, I finished one painting a couple of weeks ago - when I got sick and had to stay home. Another watercolored naked lady, with a

Closing Cycles

2007-08-02T14:01:00.000+08:00

Closing CyclesBy Paolo CoelhoOne always has to know when a stage comes to an end. If we insist on staying longer than the necessary time, we lose the happiness and the meaning of the other stages we have to go through. Closing cycles, shutting doors, ending chapters - whatever name we give it, what matters is to leave in the past the moments of life that have finished. Did you lose your job

so tired

2007-07-28T10:04:00.000+08:00

I don't know why but I've been feeling so out of it lately... actually eversince I got sick, maybe even way before that. I just feel sooooooooooo tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally. I feel like I have nothing to give anymore; I've been sucked dry and all I have is this shell of a person just trying to do what needs to be done.I wanna go back to my writing, do some painting, do the laundry,

This made me laugh...

2007-07-26T14:23:00.000+08:00

This has been going the rounds of email, but have you actually seen him with Natalie Imbruglia herself?Torn

home sick :(

2007-07-26T10:45:00.000+08:00

This is the third day that I'm home sick. Fever is gone, but the wooziness remains. Although this isn't exactly the kind of 'vacation' I want, I'm still grateful that somehow I've been granted some time to rest, to sleep, to stay in bed the whole day. My entire body may be screaming bloody murder (this is how it feels getting old - when everything literally hurts), but at least I don't have to

No Expectations

2007-06-26T19:07:00.000+08:00

This is something which I've been trying so hard to practice lately - not to expect anything from anyone, and to appreciate every single thing a person does for me and Tonic. It's hard, especially if, after a stressful day at the office, there's this great urge to be pampered, but I still end up coming home to a messy house, unmade bed, and dinner waiting to be prepared. Or when I wash the

me and my moleskine

2007-06-25T17:04:00.000+08:00

Thank you, Ry. And yes, because of my pretty moleskine, I'm again trying to write. With emphasis on trying. Sigh.My wish? - To be able to fill the entire journal with essays and sketches worth showing to anyone who cares.Wish me luck...

Connie Talbot

2007-06-23T18:26:00.000+08:00

My bestfriend the hermit showed me this video and yes, this is amazing. This is actually the first time I heard about this show (I'm not a TV person, sorry), and I don't give a damn about it (unlike some people who are so into what's that show - American Idol... love you Ry), but manohmanohman, this little girl is amazing.

Yes, Michel, I'm drooling...

2007-06-11T23:22:00.000+08:00

Got these pictures from Michel and I wish I can drop everything and spend a week in this paradise for a much needed recharging.I've been working Saturdays (will be doing so for the whole month of June, and probably July too oh dear goddess help me) with weekdays packed with meetings and trainings, am in the middle of moving house (most of my stuff are still in bags and boxes), and Tonic's about

Got this in my mail today...

2007-06-11T23:11:00.000+08:00

An Invitation to A Free Educational Concert "When We Change, the World Changes" Experience an event like no other Greetings of Peace! We are pleased to inform you that this year marks the start of the year-long celebration of the Brahma Kumaris' 25 th anniversary in the Philippines . We are staging an educational-concert event entitled "When we change, the world changes" on Monday,

snippets

2007-05-23T19:49:00.000+08:00

Election 2007I hate politics. But after reading Ryan's blog, I got to have my say too about the latest election. I wish I can be as acerbic as Ry, but all I can do is tell it as I see it. My dad lost, so it would sound like I'm sour-graping here. But no, since in the first place, I never registered for this last election. Come to think of it, I have never been a registered voter. Most people,

Bikol Writing

2007-05-14T21:48:00.001+08:00

Kun totoong may Bikol writing, haen ngonian an diyaryong nakasurat asin nababasa sa Bikol? Haen an mga libro? Haen an literature? Yaon saen an modern sequel that will supply the missing parts of the epic fragment Ibalong? Haen an mga bagong rawit-dawit, tigsik, osipon asin nobela na matao nin buhay sa paghorop-horop asin imahenasyong Bikolano? (Marne Kilates, Some Pangs of Conscience, Some

2007-04-27T00:00:00.000+08:00

Happy Birthday, my Byronic Hero!

whoa...! i can write cuz i don't have to go to work tomorrow! yey!

2007-04-26T22:18:00.000+08:00

Something work-relatedI don't really like writing about work since work is work - it feeds us, it clothes us, it keeps us alive, but I find it a bore when people talk about nothing but work. (But what really pisses me off are people who do nothing but complain about their job - damn, if you hate it so much, leave!) But I just have to write about this one.I received an email from one of the upper

damn the yellow train

2007-04-25T17:57:00.000+08:00

If there's a service catering to the public that embodies everything that our government is, it's the yellow line of the LRT (yes, the one from Monumento to Baclaran) - it's too crowded, it's unreliable, and everytime it breaks down (and it often does believe me), it doesn't offer any explanation or apology; it expects everyone to just grin and bear it. After all, us commuters don't really have

Top 100 Women's Fiction - do I have time to read them all?

2007-04-21T22:23:00.000+08:00

In 1996 (yeah, a lifetime ago, but I came across the article just now, sorry), Erica Jong came up with an informal survey in an attempt to come up with a list of women's fiction.After interviewing writers, critics, novelists, and poets (250 female and 30 male), she came up with the following list: (The ones in red are those I have already read. Pathetic. I still have a lot of reading to do. Too

Unwritten Law (Louise Gluck)

2007-04-07T17:41:00.000+08:00

Interesting how we fall in love: In my case, absolutely. Absolutely, and, alas, often-- so it was in my youth. And always with rather boyish men-- unformed, sullen, or shyly kicking the dead leaves: in the manner of Balanchine. Nor did I see them as versions of the same thing. I, with my inflexible Platonism, my fierce seeing of only one thing at a time: I ruled against the indefinite

bleh

2007-03-29T18:43:00.001+08:00

My Mood:I think you know why.

Ten Years

2007-03-18T18:32:00.000+08:00

My bebe celebrated her tenth birthday last March 8. Ten years. Ten crazy years. Ten not-so-perfect years. I don't know how I can sum up the past ten years in one sentence but suffice it to say that I did my best to be a good parent to my little girl. Although I know that, forgive the cliche, even my best hasn't been good enough to spare her from heartaches. I'm just so lucky that I have been

Vienna Teng Live -

2007-02-17T19:21:00.001+08:00

for my byronic hero -Eric's Song - Vienna Tengstrange how you know inside meI measure the time and I stand amazedstrange how I know inside youmy hand is outstretched toward the damp of the hazeand of course I forgiveI've seen how you livelike a phoenix you rise from the ashesyou pick up the piecesand the ghosts in the atticthey never quite leaveand of course I forgiveyou've seen how I liveI've

Some people have no sense of humor...

2007-01-27T18:45:00.000+08:00

The "Why Are Men Happier" is a forwarded entry which I find pretty amusing so I decided to post it here for lack of something more thought-provoking. Now why should you take that seriously when you know better? Oh, and do I even have to defend myself? Am I a feminist bitch? I'm a bitch but hey, I have my Cinderella complex too! Get a life.

Pics

2007-01-25T23:15:00.000+08:00

Why are men happier?

2007-01-22T16:53:00.000+08:00

Men Are Just Happier People-- Your last name stays put. Your garage is all yours. Wedding plans take care of themselves. Chocolate is just another snack. You can be President. You can never be pregnant. You can wear a white T-shirt to a water park. You can wear NO shirt to a water park. Car mechanics tell you the truth. The world is

Thank You.

2006-12-30T23:41:00.000+08:00

My life wouldn't be my life if it doesn't have its share of drama, and yes I've had my dramatic moments this year, but not as bad as the previous years. For that I am grateful. The rare times with my friends - dinner with Elden and other Pisay people early this year, Pat's visit, Ryan's visit, the Tia's Cantina dinner/inuman with old old old friends, the post-homecoming inuman with da boys at

Finally!

2006-12-30T23:23:00.000+08:00

Apo Hiking Society's Jim Speaks on Marriage

2006-12-27T16:20:00.000+08:00

A Very inspiring article Jim Paredes (of Apo Hiking Society) wrote in the. Phil. Star. His view on marriage is very enlightening. Humming In My Universe Exactly 29 years ago on Oct. 29, Lydia and I walked down the aisle. She was 20 and I was 25, both of us wide-eyed but so sure of ourselves and our decision to stay together forever as we plunged

The Christians and the Pagans

2006-12-20T16:17:00.000+08:00

I already posted this song sometime ago and I'm posting it again in celebration of Christmas. Yeah, after bitching about it, I still have to admit that Christmas is worth celebrating. In a quiet sort of way. Amber called her uncle, said, "We're up here for the holiday, Jane and I were having Solstice, now

5 Freaking Shopping Days Before Xmas

2006-12-20T16:10:00.000+08:00

Of course I'm depressed. So what else is new? Christmas brings out the bitch in me. I can go ala-Jessica Zafra and write a hate entry. As in I hate the traffic, I hate the holiday rush, I hate the pressure, I hate the spending, I hate the weather, I hate the flurry of parties, I hate, I hate, I hate.Yeah, I'm really getting too old for this. I have neither the youthful energy nor the childish

Thank You!

2006-12-16T21:53:00.000+08:00

For those who answered my call for help - salamat na maray sa tabang na tinaw nindo (thank you so much for all the help you've given).Mikko (and his racing buddies), Ms. Malou (and her relatives), Treb (whose donation came all the way from the Middle East), Bents (the first to answer), Auntie Juliet.I'm sending the box to Bicol tomorrow via Cagsawa (the bus). My parents will be giving them to

Typhoon Reming: I need your help to help these people

2006-12-03T18:10:00.000+08:00

It's pretty disconcerting when a calamity happens so close to home. For the past three days, I've been in close contact with my family, trying to stay updated with what has been happening in Daraga, my hometown, one of the towns hit by the recent typhoon. What is so disturbing about this is the fact that the barangays hit by the mudflow were not the usual barangays along Mayon's danger zone. Some

Latin Aero

2006-11-29T21:16:00.000+08:00

I know I shouldn't even write about this since I can already actually hear my friends giggling (and I know i'll never hear the end of it, especially if I end up not losing weight at all), but here goes - had my first session of Latin Aero last night wehehe...Yes, dearies, I enrolled in Latin aerobics. (Go ahead, laugh.) And though I went home last night with my 32-year-old bones moaning and

Song of the Goddess

2006-11-29T21:06:00.000+08:00

I am the Great Mother, worshipped by all creation and existent prior to their consciousness.I am the primal female force, boundless and eternal. I am the chaste Goddess of the Moon, the Lady of all magic.The winds and moving leaves sing my name.I wear the crescent Moon upon my brow and my feet rest among the starry heavens.I am mysteries yet unsolved, a path newly set upon.I am a field

Vanessa Daou

2006-11-26T19:02:00.000+08:00

Why am I obsessing over her? Because she released an album (in 1995 pa!) of Erica Jong's poems! Sultry voice, sexy lyrics.

my christmas wish list (nainggit kay ryan)

2006-11-26T16:29:00.000+08:00

No, actually, we have the usual kris kringle thing at the office and we were asked to come up with a wish list. I decided to take it a step further, and instead of coming up with a wish list of items worth at most P500, I came up with my wish ko lang list. As in wish ko lang magkatotoo...1. a two-week vacation by the beach (eat, drink and be merry...)2. Hongkong Disneyland with T and C3. a new PC

Yes, Anonymous, I'm back...

2006-11-23T22:01:00.000+08:00

Well at least I'm still trying to write (emphasis on TRYING)- my mind has been drowning in insurance these days that everytime I think I inevitably end up wading through underwriting guidelines, product features, NARs and NAVPUs. Talk about information overload.But anyway, I'm not here to talk about my job (no, sweeties, I don't sell insurance - leave that to the agents) - it's such a bore when

The Christians and the Pagans (Dar Williams)

2006-11-17T23:42:00.000+08:00

Amber called her uncle, said, "We're up here for the holidays.Jane and I are having solstice and we need a place to stay."And her Christ-loving uncle watched his wife hang Mary from a tree.He watched his son hang candy canes all made with red dye number three.He told his niece, "It's Christmas Eve, I know our life is not your style."She said, "Christmas is like Solstice and we miss you, and it's

next step: write.

2006-11-17T00:09:00.000+08:00

When? Good question.(Btw, mobile blogging doesn't work - ended up losing my entries before I could even send them. I keep hitting the back button. Argh.)

mobile blogging

2006-10-16T18:43:00.000+08:00

out of sheer desperation, i finally decided to create another blog, one wherein I can post thru my phone. it's still so new, but here's the link:Merrymixup

makes sense, actually...

2006-09-10T23:17:00.000+08:00

Men, according to OprahIf a man wants you, nothing can keep him away.If he doesn't want you, nothing can make him stay.Stop making excuses for a man and his behavior.Allow your intuition (or spirit) to save you from heartache.Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be.Slower is better.Never live your life for a man before you find what makes you truly happy.If a

photo update

2006-07-16T23:35:00.000+08:00

three years: the new seven-year-itch

2006-06-02T21:00:00.000+08:00

the thought occurred to me as i was leaving the office earlier. and the thought stayed with me while i changed trains. and it stayed with me even as i was braving the rain. and with this thought comes another thought - if love is too mutable a thing to live for (yeah, three years is it's shelf life these days), where the fuck do we find ourselves ten years from now? laughing our asses off with

Sweet...

2006-05-08T18:18:00.000+08:00

Find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hot......who calls you back when you hang up on him... ...who stays awake just to watch you sleep...... who kisses your forehead......who wants to show you off to the world when you are in your sweats......who holds your hand in front of his friends......who constantly reminds you how much he cares about you and how lucky he is to have you.

My Very Pretty Baby

2006-05-04T19:46:00.000+08:00

Enough said. :)

Leila wants a new template but Leila is tired...

2006-05-04T19:18:00.000+08:00

Yes, Pat and Ry, this blog badly needs some updates, including a nice new template. Before I do that, a bit of an update at least but not the template, here's the current overplayed song in my head (God I love this song...):Angel (Sarah McLachlan)Spend all your time waitingFor that second chanceFor a break that would make it okayThere's always one reasonTo feel not good enoughAnd it's hard at the

guess who...

2006-04-19T16:57:00.000+08:00

Wala lang...

2006-04-19T15:14:00.000+08:00

You shouldn't think too hard about what to do next, or you'll just end up paralyzing yourself with worry and doubt. When things start to happen on their own, you'll know what to do.***Haha. Another bull's eye horoscope reading. Too many things happening (about to happen anyway, but the ball has already started rolling) and I've been having these anxiety attacks everytime I think about MY

Quotable Quote

2006-04-18T17:23:00.000+08:00

"I may not have been completely honest with you but I have been completely faithful to you."Go figure.

The Frog Prince

2006-04-10T17:25:00.000+08:00

Once upon a time, in a land far away, a beautiful, independent, self-assured princess happened upon a frog as she sat, contemplating ecological issues on the shores of an unpolluted pond in a verdant meadow near her castle. The frog hopped into the princess' lap and said: Elegant Lady, I was once a handsome prince, until an evil witch cast a spell upon me. One kiss from you, however, and I

I'm just a kid and my life is a nightmare... (but then again, so is mine, baby, so is mine...)

2006-04-10T15:19:00.000+08:00

This is Tonic's current favorite song. We went to Batangas over the weekend and she had this playing over and over and over again. Oh god, what comes next - welcome to my life? :/***I woke up it was 7I waited til 11Just to figure out that no one would callI think I've got alot of friends But I don't hear from themWhat's another night all aloneWhen you're spending every day on your ownAnd here it

Happiness is... part II

2006-03-29T19:41:00.000+08:00

(Magpakasaya muna tayo... sa init ng panahon, mahirap na kung pati ulo natin, mainit din.)1. Time to blog.2. Sudden heavy downpour on a sweltering summer day.3. Mini monay. (Say that a hundred times using your most boses-pekpek and somebody's bound to hit you on the head with a bag of pandesal.)4. Ice-cold water on a dehydrating day.5. A nice summer tan.6. A long bath.7. Somebody to talk to and

if you know what i'm talking about then i'm probably talking to you

2006-03-27T12:49:00.000+08:00

I never expected it to come from you. Which is perhaps why it hurt more than it normally would.I can dismiss it with a laugh had it come from other people. I can hold my head up, glare at the tactless moron, and bitchily remark- "Hah! Why should I feel that way?" Again, had it not come from you.But it came from you. Like you were expecting it. Like you were merely waiting for me to confirm it. So

my current theme song

2006-03-20T07:23:00.000+08:00

Aeroplanered hot chili peppersI like pleasure spiked with painAnd music is my aeroplaneIt's my aeroplaneSongbird sweet and sour JaneAnd music is my aeroplaneIt's my aeroplanePleasure spiked with painThat motherfucker's always spiked with painLooking in my own eyes hey lordI can't find the love I wantSomeone better slap meBefore I start to rustBefore I start to decomposeLooking in my rearview

sometimes it's so nice to just bitch about things...

2006-03-20T07:14:00.000+08:00

Ugly Girlby Fleming and JohnWhen I saw you at the grocery storeyou were sharing a shopping cart with herand I couldn't turn and run awayI didn't know what to sayYou introduced us for the first timeand I had to look her in the eyebut you could not imagine my surprisecan't you seeyou're leaving mefor an ugly girlDoes she talk about politicsand all the stuff that used to make me sickdoes she smoke

Women's Month

2006-03-17T07:11:00.000+08:00

The Hebrew Talmud says: "Be very careful if you make a woman cry because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib, not from his feet to be walked on. Not from his head to be superior of, but from the side to be equal with. Under the arm to be protected and next to the heart to be loved."(from a text message I received)

2006-03-16T08:13:00.000+08:00

I shouldn't be doing this. I have an exam to encode, a lesson to prepare, and a body to bathe (yeah, I haven't bathed yet... i-announce daw! :P) but I just have to write.What should you do when you are plagued with insecurities? When no matter how much you try to do your best you still feel like you're not doing enough? When you somehow couldn't get rid of this feeling that people are talking

Happy Birthday, Universe!

2006-03-08T12:19:00.000+08:00

It's my baby's 9th birthday today. Happy birthday, honey!

i'm alive, alert, awake, enthu--ngzork...!

2006-03-07T07:11:00.000+08:00

goddamit i can't even find enough time to stay in one corner and rant...anyway, yeah, i'm still alive...will be posting some sensible stuff soon.i hope.

what now?

2006-02-24T15:21:00.000+08:00

So, will they arrest Cory too?

Like I said, she's paranoid

2006-02-24T15:13:00.000+08:00

Feb. 24, 01:17pmFull text, Proclamation 1017What follow is the full text of Proclamation 1017declaring a state of national emergency: (from inq7.net) MALACAÑAN PALACEMANILAPROCLAMATION NO. 1017PROCLAMATION DECLARING A STATE OF NATIONAL EMERGENCYWHEREAS, over these past months, elements in the political opposition have conspired with authoritarians of the extreme Left represented by the

Of EDSA, paranoia, corruption and poverty

2006-02-24T08:50:00.000+08:00

An unexpected holiday! Yay!DEp Ed and CHED suspended classes today, and although yesterday I was hoping today would be a holiday, I wasn't really counting on it, considering how GMA can be so inconsistent about these things. She would declare a holiday for the most incongruous reasons (kulang na lang mag-declare ng holiday kasi mabenta bangus sa palengke), and then ignore the more important

First year bloggin

2006-02-22T11:29:00.000+08:00

It's my blog's first year anniversary. Wow. I actually managed to keep writing for a year. Wow. ***So much has happened over the past year, and yet things have somehow stayed the same. I haven't spent time with Ryan since I started this blog, but I'd spent time with Pat. (See the irony here? Ryan is just five hours away by bus, while Pat is eighteen hours away by plane. ) I've lost V again; again

laugh- and the world laughs with you; cry - and you have to blow your nose

2006-02-19T18:11:00.000+08:00

that was what besprend and i did yesterday - laughed ourselves silly even though we both felt like crying - out of sheer frustration.we were both laughing so hard as we tried to imagine grabbing a fistful of our hair and hitting our heads against the wall til we both bleed enough para matauhan kami.we were talking about how men can be so fucking clueless - that were it not for our kids, we would

V Day and more...

2006-02-16T00:05:00.000+08:00

It's odd how the word 'valentine' is not in my phone's dictionary. Found out about this only when I replied to the two valentine text greetings I received yesterday.So how did I spend the day? Declared a holiday and pampered myself mwahaha...! And later that night, had a date with not one, not two, but three guys! Another mwahaha!(Yup, this is what SJ called - "looking at the silver lining,

system clean up

2006-02-10T18:24:00.000+08:00

It never occurred to me until today how mesmerizing a defragmenting hard drive can be. I was staring at the screen for most of the afternoon, following the progress of the blue boxes as they swallowed the greens and the reds, and watching the blank spaces disappear. It was amazing. And the PC was so OC about it, doing everything over and over again until all the data were neatly in place.How I

the soundtrack of my life ... for now.

2006-02-09T19:03:00.000+08:00

"Bullet With Butterfly Wings"(Smashing Pumpkins)The world is a vampire, sent to drainSecret destroyers, hold you up to the flamesAnd what do I get, for my pain?Betrayed desires, and a piece of the gameEven though I know - I suppose I'll showAll my cool and cold - like old jobDespite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cageDespite all my rage I am still just a rat in a cageThen someone will say

sigh.

2006-02-04T23:22:00.000+08:00

This is how much loneliness hurts - keeping all your thoughts to yourself because nobody's there.This is what happens when you limit yourself to just one person. And that person has built a wall between you two.This is pathetic.This is sad.

Two poems from Edna St. Vincent Millay

2006-02-04T23:18:00.000+08:00

What Lips My Lips Have Kissed, and Where, and WhyWhat lips my lips have kissed, and where, and why,I have forgotten, and what arms have lainUnder my head till morning; but the rainIs full of ghosts tonight, that tap and sighUpon the glass and listen for reply,And in my heart there stirs a quiet painFor unremembered lads that not againWill turn to me at midnight with a cry.Thus in winter stands

tagboard

2006-01-27T04:54:00.000+08:00

Btw, I placed a tagboard on the sidebar for your comments, reactions, mga panawagan, at pagbati.If you hate my blog's new look, tough.I'm still so sleepy...

blog skin / edna st. vincent millay

2006-01-26T23:19:00.000+08:00

took me forever to find a skin i like. thanks to blogskins for this - the creator has a link on the sidebar. if only i had the time, i would love to design my own, except that, yes pat, there are only 24 hours in a day.anyway, what do you think? sorry ry, i just had to go gothic black again. but the pic of the ocean has some redeeming value...and oh, yes, i just recently discovered how good edna

Live and Let Live

2006-01-25T08:15:00.000+08:00

If I do not want what you want, please try not to tell me that my want is wrong. Or if I believe other than you, at least pause before you correct my view. Or if my emotion is less than yours, or more, given the same circumstances, try not to ask me to feel more strongly or weakly. Or yet if I act, or fail to act, in the manner of your design for action, let me be. I do not, for the moment at

dumb dumb dumb

2006-01-24T00:21:00.000+08:00

i won't explain anymore how stupid i was, but i'm just glad i managed to salvage this site again. i thought i already lost it. whew.anyway, i created another site, which is actually just a more creative version of kodak gallery. it's a photoblog, but since i don't have photoshop installed in my pc yet, these are just plain pictures. besides, i don't really have much time to mess with photoshop

For Bestestprend P and Besprend V

2006-01-18T12:10:00.000+08:00

and for all of us who are currently feeling (deep breath) sigh... - you too, ChristineBetter DaysHard times are fallin' on youEven when you smile I see the hurt come throughAnd I know it feels like it's never gonna endYou say nothin's been right for a long timeAnd every step you take is an uphill climbI see you’re reachin' outSo let me tell you friend thatBetter days are comin' aroundI know you

Husband of the Year Award

2006-01-18T11:54:00.000+08:00

3rd Place goes to : Albania2nd Place goes to: SerbiaAnd the winner of the HUSBAND OF THE YEAR AWARD is: IrelandAh, the Irish are true romantics. At least he's holding her hand. (Actually he is afraid she might run away with his beer!)

sore

2006-01-18T08:37:00.000+08:00

sore (adj) - painful; causing annoyance; severe; distressed; annoyedAccording to Ryan, I'm sore. You bet I am. Physically, emotionally, mentally. And it's not even the deliciously sore feeling one gets after a good bed session. I'm just sore. Sore at the world too.The year just didn't start right. Barely three days after I went back to reality, I needed a vacation again. Hell, I needed a vacation

Tired.

2006-01-16T02:11:00.000+08:00

You've been sick. But now you're well again. And there's work to do.(Kurt Vonnegut)

Byronic Hero

2006-01-04T11:10:00.000+08:00

The Byronic Hero--so named because it evolved primarily due to Lord Byron’s writing in the nineteenth century—is, according to Peter Thorslev, one of the most prominent literary character types of the Romantic period:Romantic heroes represent an important tradition in our literature . . . . In England we have a reinterpreted Paradise Lost, a number of Gothic novels and dramas . . . the heroic

Besprend V and her

2006-01-04T10:24:00.000+08:00

Sad that you’re such a stuck-up little bitch occupying an imaginary pedestal– you have such a sweet name pa naman. But then again, you’re no jasmine, girl; if anything, you’re a dandelion – a pretty little flower, but a weed nonetheless.***Good thing V is a good guy - but then again, have you ever appreciated that? You practically make him your slave and you still have the temerity to complain.

happy new year and all

2006-01-03T16:41:00.000+08:00

as my generic text message went -wishing you all a better year - better finances, better relationships, better sex life.happy new year everyone.***it's depressing. you don't check your mail for 10 days and all you have when you finally check it are 35 messages from entities you don't even know, much less care about. and two forwarded messages.but then again, what do i expect. i haven't emailed

home alone

2005-12-21T05:57:00.000+08:00

Everyone left for Bicol around 430 this morning and I suddenly found myself home alone. It was pretty disconcerting at first; after the early morning hustle and bustle, everything was suddenly so quiet I could actually hear myself think! I don't miss the noise, but I miss Tonic. It never fails - I always have this empty feeling everytime she's not around. That's motherhood for you...So why did I

gaya-gaya!

2005-12-21T04:43:00.000+08:00

How You Are In LoveYou take a while to fall in love with someone. Trust takes time.You tend to give more than take in relationships.You tend to get very attached when you're with someone. You want to see your love all the time.You love your partner unconditionally and don't try to make them change.You stay in love for a long time, even if you aren't loved back. When you fall, you fall hard.How

hug?

2005-12-19T09:48:00.000+08:00

my current mood:I’m so tired of this holiday rush. I need a hug! Preferably romantic…(artwork courtesy of my student, angel-gray)***V asked me earlier who’s the R I wanted to sleep with, even for just a night (see The Five People entry). It didn’t take him long to guess who I was referring to, after which he texted me – "What makes you think papatulan ka nun?" If he weren’t one of my dearest and

9 shopping days before christmas

2005-12-16T08:49:00.000+08:00

Christmas? Bah, humbug! :/Damn...it's that time of the year again, and I guess I'm struggling with my seasonal depression again (it never fails - I get depressed on Christmas, my birthday and Valentine's Day). My siblings are already done with their christmas shopping (I think, considering the number of gifts under the tree), while I'm doing it on a per need basis. I needed gifts for the teachers

a wedding

2005-12-16T08:24:00.000+08:00

Next to June, December is wedding month – malamig, lahat gusto may kayakap. My high school friend, Cocoy, was married earlier this month, and, in spite of my cynicism about weddings and marriages, I couldn’t help but be amazed (and get all weepy) when I read his email detailing the ceremony. Theirs was a non-traditional wedding, but filled with love, laughter, and yes, that all-important

The Five People

2005-12-16T08:09:00.000+08:00

lifted this from Pat's blog***At this point in your life, can you name Five People......you wished fell off the face of the earth?J, sya lang cuz I normally have a high tolerance for people – live and let live I say...who deserved the death penalty?None – only the Goddess has the right to take away life...you will cherish for the rest of your life?Tonic, bestesprend, B, my family, my small circle

bato-bato sa langit, ang tamaan… guilty.

2005-12-14T00:47:00.000+08:00

I’ve been meaning to write this for quite some time already but I didn’t want to be mean. But this is the only way I can get this off my already overloaded system, so pasensyahan na lang. I just had to say this.Nobody knows me the way I know myself so don’t even dare to assume that you know me well enough to pass judgement over me. You see the smile, you see the laughter, and sometimes you see

awww...

2005-11-30T07:39:00.000+08:00

Sunday night.Tonic was busy scribbling something on a sheet of pink stationery. Her stuff was strewn all over the carpet and I was getting annoyed because of the mess. After almost an hour of reminding her to clear the floor, she finally stood up, exclaimed, "Delivery!" and handed me a green envelope. When I opened it and read the note she had written, I got all mushy. Here’s what she wrote,

Teaching Is Not for Wimps

2005-11-20T06:17:00.000+08:00

What do you want to be when you grow up? A teacher.Why? Revenge.That’s from Ernie Bushmiller’s comic strip, Nancy, the girl with the microphone-hair, and, if you think about it, Nancy must be right – what else of a motivation does one have to become a teacher other than exacting revenge? Because nobody in her right mind would want to be involved in something that is sure to turn her hair white,

doc on vacation

2005-11-17T08:35:00.000+08:00

a stress-free doc mike looking good away from pgh hehe...

ang ganda ng lola mo!

2005-11-17T08:25:00.000+08:00

see what love can do... sigh...

Happiness is...

2005-11-17T01:51:00.000+08:00

Savoring my first mug of coffee in the morning (brewed or instant, it doesn’t really matter) along with my first stick of yosiA long refreshing shower and nice smelling sudsy soapFresh newly laundered towelsReading a good book in bedCuddling in bed on a rainy dayFree nonstop Internet accessBlogging!Slow hurry-free weekend morningsA clean house and a nice good-food dinner to come home to after a

Warning (Jenny Joseph)

2005-11-17T00:37:00.000+08:00

nice poem, but why wait til you're an old woman to loosen up? ... :p***When I am an old woman I shall wear purpleWith a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer glovesAnd satin sandles, and say we've no money for butter.I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tiredAnd gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bellsAnd run my stick along

ako ba talaga to? medj...

2005-11-17T00:27:00.000+08:00

Your Personality ProfileYou are elegant, withdrawn, and brilliant.Your mind is a weapon, able to solve any puzzle.You are also great at poking holes in arguments and common beliefs.For you, comfort and calm are very important.You tend to thrive on your own and shrug off most affection.You prefer to protect your emotions and stay strong.The World's Shortest Personality Test

Tonic's Short Story

2005-11-15T09:23:00.000+08:00

I posted one of Tonic's short stories. Check it out. :) The link is on the sidebar. Thanks!

Desiderata

2005-11-15T09:02:00.000+08:00

I'm trying to make this my paean, but I tend to choke on the "Neither be cynical about love..." part. :p***Go placidly amid the noise and haste,and remember what peace there may be in silence.As far as possible without surrenderbe on good terms with all persons.Speak your truth quietly and clearly;and listen to others,even the dull and the ignorant;they too have their story.Avoid loud and

got this from jam

2005-11-11T17:31:00.000+08:00

GET A LIFEJose Dalisay Jr., PhDAddress to the Graduating ClassUP Baguio, 23 April 2005Let me thank you, first of all, for the honor of addressing you, the graduating class. I had always dreamed of doing this - preferably as a valedictorian, but that was not to be, so I must settle for second best, the role of the guest speaker.I hope you will not be offended or disappointed if I say that what I

Lists of Inanities

2005-11-11T16:37:00.000+08:00

Hah! Ryan has been kidding me about finally following his and Pat's obsession with lists. So here are more lists for you, honey. ;P***Books I forgot to include in my previous entry:1. Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov - this is hilarious; it's actually the misadventures of a middle aged man obsessed with nymphets; it may offend the sensibilities of stupid readers but really, it's hilarious.2. Tropic of

books

2005-10-29T19:28:00.000+08:00

I was reviewing the other day the books I've read over the past five months, and here's a list of what I remember so far:1. Stranger from a Strange Land by Robert Heinlein. I keep referring to this book as The Man from Mars, mainly because it's about this man from Mars (duh.), who is actually human but was born and raised in Mars, and his struggles as an Earthling. It's one of Heinlein's better

bits and pieces

2005-10-24T20:42:00.000+08:00

Tonic left for Bicol earlier with my parents and my youngest sister. Again, we promised NOT to miss each other. So before the bus took off, we were hugging and kissing and telling each other, "I love you but I won't miss you..." :P***Freedom. For one week. Before I leave for Bicol on Saturday. And spend a week with my family. And old old old friends.My sisters are planning a Halloween party at