♥ whispers of a flutterbyprincess♥

Goal: To participate in relief operations for Sagip Kapamily in Meikawayan Bulacan for typhoon Ondoy Victims

Date: Sept. 29, Tuesday.

Meeting place: Mo. Ignasia Gate... ABS-CBN Studio Tour Office

Time: 7:30 pm
ETD: 10:30 pm
ETA in Meikawayan, Bulacan: 11:30 pm - 12:00 mid night

TL: Cherry and Avel

Gov. Mendoza provided the 10 wheeler truck.


Had the privileged to serve and take part in one of MANY sagip kapamilya relief operations. I was suppose to start last September 28, Monday... but due to crappy communication lines... was not able to join the first batch.

Got to Mo Ignacia gate around 7:30 ish... got inside the loop and prepared for this important night. Tied up my hair in ballet buns... and secures my bangs with a black headband... for less worries and hassle free movements while giving out the relief goods to the victim of typhoon Ondoy.

8:00 pm Met up with Ethyl, my friend way back in college... from our thesis making in Baguio, PMA.

8:00 pm to 9:30 pm hanged out inside the studio tour office... YES... HANGED OUT! unfortunately, our friends from ABS told us that the relief volunteers were restricted due to some concerns regarding security of their artists and security of the volunteers themselves... and not only that, since we will be the one's who will distribute the goods to the relief center in Bulacan, it is much better to save some energy.




10:00 pm... assembly of volunteers behind the mother Ignacia gate., but inside ABS-CBN...
This is one of th highlights that I truly liked about the Sagip Kapamilya... we created a human chain... carried what goods to be carried over till the 10 wheeler truck got full...

10:30 pm... left Mo. Ignaia Compound and went to the volunteer center behind I have 2 eggs restaurant... again... created a human chain to carry over cartons to give people in evacuation centers as their mat for sleeping I had so much fun loading goodies and other materials inside the truck that I didn't even realize these would make me end up sore all over the next day...

11:30 pm... waiting... waiting... and waiting for go signal...

12:00 midnight we left quezon Ave...in convoy, Riding at the back of an F150 pick up... *YES AT THE BACK! among the 10 San beda mountaineering Org guys and a girl* (of course this is my friend, Ethyl) ... with a 10 wheeler truck, an elf with guys from other mountaineering clubs.

THIS IS THE PART THAT I also enjoyed too much! FIRST time to ride, travel out of town, and volunteer for Sagip Kapamilya in an open 4X4... WHOOHOO!!!

some bumps here and there, like of course THE obvious... NO back riders in an open elf and Pick up is allowed in North Express Way... *toinks* so we had to wait for about 30 mins or so for our Skyway Patrol escort...

1:15 am... FINALLY reached our destination... but to our dismay... the barangay Captain did not personally welcome us, the kagawad who were suppose to wait for us did not notice our arrival. *oh well... who wouldn't notice a TEN WHEELER TRUCK that has Bulacans Governor's face all over... right?* the reason behind it was, they were drinking right in front of their municipal.

1:30 am... the guys unloaded the relief goods inside the 10 wheeler truck because the truck can't actually fit inside the streets going to their barangay hall... and upon knowing that our TL agreed that the barangay will be the one to distribute the relief goods the following day. WTF! I personally wanted to make sure that the relief goods would wind up in the houses or the people who needed them most... that's plainly one of the reasons why I volunteered to give my time and body for human labor, so I could some what make sure this happens... BUT what can we do?.. the Barangay captain ordered the Kagawads to tell us that we should not wake the neighborhood anymore... because it's already late and that, they were tired... ok ok... the Captain had a point... BUT... for me... it's not a good enough reason.



2:oo am we have reached their barangay hall... and the place where there was flood up to chest high BEFORE... when we got there, it barely reached my knees... and i'm only 4'11''....
(ok... ng evaporate na or na wala na yung tubig baha when we got there)... but even so... we should have prioritized those areas who are in GREATER need of help...







seeing this... I personally got disappointed, and felt that I wasted my time... If i wanted to help out... I should have just gone around UST campus where there was actual flood... *I kept quiet* and kept these nagging thoughts to myself... I thought I was the only one who was feeling this way... my friend Ethyl questioned the kagawads... but to our dismay... they said they were just following orders. together with the rep. from abs, we took a look of the barangay hall... gawd! asenso! may aircon! haha.... *just really really hope this will be reported back to persons concerned*



ANYWAY... beiang with people who almost have the same goal as mine (btw that's helping out Typhoon Ondoy victims)... I felt good... at least good enough in spite what had happened...

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Dad taught me how to shoot. From Air Gun, to a riffle, and pistol. It was in the family to be passionate about guns... (=

Dad taught me nasty stuffs that ladies like me have, or could not imagine doing. Like:

a. kill a bird and or rats by shooing it.

b. strangling mouses on the sticky mouse trap

Dad taught me the basics when inside the bathroom

a. clean behind the ears

b. scrub the body with towel

c. use bath comb when shampooing and rinsing hair

d. recycle bath water to use for flushing

e. wash undies after taking a bath

f. how to propertly wash hands. The o.r. Doctor way

g. to ALWAYS squeeze the toothpaste tube by the rear end.

h. ALWAYS think of the next person who'll use the bathroom... replace water in the timba or drum.

Dad taught me the importance of having good and complete set of teeth. (At my dad's age of 62, he still have comple set of teeth.)

Dad taught me that no matter how computerize or hi – tech the world can get... reading the book IS still the best way to go.

Dad taught me that effective communication thru proper questioning and note taking, while on email,personal or thru telephone call, is still the best. SMS are just there to complement communication not to REPLACE it. Having and sending SMS is not a reaon to slack off on communication.

Dad taught me to know my limit, accept my limitations and take measured steps at all times. (tho I often times forget this)

Dad taught me that Jesus Christ is my savior.

Dad taught me to present my self well, at all times.

Dad taught me that being BLIND or having disabilities CAN BE an advantage. (my dad is blind, but it never became an issue to him or anyone who knew him)

Dad taught me to overcome fear... tho I haven't overcome the fear of sleeping without any lights on. This is ONLY in my room in our old house. HAHA

Dad taught me to learn how to bend like the bamboos when the wind calls for it.

Dad taught me to persevere and excel in the things that I get my self into.

Dad taught me to continue to strive for the very best in everything.

Dad taught me to not want things that aren't within our means. Dad taught me to live frugally.

Dad taught me to be trust worthy.

Dad taught me to value and always have palabra de honor

Dad taught me to be analytical... tho at times I often find myself to be a katipunera... Sugod ng sugod.

Dad taught me not to be a burden to any body else. Learn to pick your own self, learn to help others pick themselves.

Dad taught me important legal actions like:

a. Never speak unless your lawyer is with you

b. venta con facto

c. pre-nuptial agreement

d. Never sign anything that concerns with the Pulis, Army, Work, or anything. This leads to;

e. When in doubt ALWAYS consult a lawyer

Dad taught me to pick my fights. And Dad taught me to start a fire when you have a VALID reason

Dad taught me to understand and adapt to whatever situation that I am in.

and the most important thing that Dad taught me... was Dad taught me to be myself. Being a bastard does not define who you are or who you'll be.

There are sooo many things that taught me... it's just sad that I forget the wisdom dad has shared with me sometimes, but

I love my dad. I am lucky to be his daughter.

August 1, 2009 - Former President Corazon C. Aquino lost her battle to cancer of the colon @ 76
August 1, 2009 - 10 hours @ Taguig for Family Viewing
August 1-2, 2009 - Former PCCA's body in La Salle GreenHills for public viewing
August 3, 2009 - Motorcade from Greenhills to Manila Cathedral...

As we were waiting for the Former PCCA's motorcade at the 32nd floor of Philam Life Tower, people gathered along Makati Ave. and around Paseo De Roxas where Ninoy Aquino's Statue was... there were yellow confetti's, and in the background, songs of makabayan theme were played.

People were patiently waiting and eager to see the Former PCCA, MOTHER OF PHILIPPINE DEMOCRACY, an exceptional example of Women Empowerment, a mother, a fighter and a FILIPINO woman.

I know it's such a bore to read about the life and love life of a person. But I wanted to share some things. Some things that might help people. Please be patient, I am really not a good writer, I usually miss spell words and my grammar might get off track from time to time, but just bare with me... you'll get something out of this... may it be negative... or positive. I do hope it's the positivity of this writing that you would remember, despite the negativity of it. (huh?) just read on...

I use to think that I had it all going... I came from a middle class family who has given not just what I needed but also what I have selfishly asked for. But don't get me wrong, tho, I got every little thing I have whined about, I never was a brat. The reason I got what I wanted, was because I had Aunties and Uncles who treated me like their little princess. But my dad, being an upright man that he is, he was the one who balanced and corrected my attitude. To the point of acting differently when I am with my dad and with my Aunties and Uncles.

I had the nothing but the best clothes, toys, hobbies like target shooting and hunting, trips, summer classes, ballet school and performances at PICC and the Meralco Theater, education and whatever things that a little girl ever dreamed of. At least that's what I thought, and at least I thought these things would help me to become a better person.

When I was in college, I met a boy, that forever changed who I am, who I thought I was, and one of the reason why I am who I am today. I have met alot of diffrent guys, dated some, and loathed some. But this particular boy was diffrent from all he guys that I have met. I did not know whether to loath him or like him. At first I loathed him so much that I didn't want anything that has to do with him... But in the end I lost and he has won my heart.

We started as friends. We confided to each other. We have shared our happiness, and dramas in life. He was the first guy who connected with my weirdness, and defied me with the ideals that I have learned in life. He spoke to me like he trusted me with his life, and I also begun to trust him with my life. With this, without knowing, I had developed a stronger feeling towards him. I hesitantly told my self that I was falling for this guy.


Now I know that. YES it is true, like what Paolo Chelo wrote,only LOVE can change a person.

I have given my all,and defied my dad and family, who has always been nothing but good to me. Argued with friends who felt and knew that I was getting into deep shit. But what I did, I let my self fell so hard, that now, as I am typing this and crying at the same time, I wish I could have just listened to all of them. YES... you can say I am regretting it all. But there are things in life that you should not...

I have lost everything... even my weight. From 95 lbs, over 2 years, my weight went down to 86 lbs. I looked like a sick old maid. I have forgotten to take good care of myself... at one point, I looked like an old maid... because I have given him everything... and left nothing for my self... Yes, I am correlating my weight loss to my love life and life experiences. (=

what I am trying to say is... when you love... there will be tendencies that you'll forget everything and everyone.. you feel like everyone disappears and only the 2 of you remain... this is not bad at all... BUT always try to remember tho how much cliche it is... to save a little love for your self... because you'll never know what will happen... people change... whether you like it or not... but what is important, is that you know who you truly are with or without the person you love.

so here's now what i will do... i'll bring back my weight like before... like I'll bring back the old honey... I will take care of my self... the way I take care of my BB... I will continue to be happy... with or with out my BB... Anyway, Happiness can only be found in one's self... NOT in money, beauty, and other people...

Getting my weight back to 95

July 30, 2009 actual weight: 42 kilos 92 lbs.

Height: 4' 11"

Ideal Weight for Height: 44.88 kilos / 45 kg - 98.73 ibs / 99 lbs

Ideal Weight Range for Height: 89 lbs - 109 lbs

Target Weight: 95 lbs

Weight to gain: 3 lbs

so let's see... how i will gain this 3 lbs...

I have yet again experienced that "spirit of the Stairway" french phrase... In French: esprit d’Escalier...you know the thing that happens to you when ...that moment when you find the answer but it’s too late. This happened to me over the weekend. and one of the reasons why I so freaking got angry!

So you’re at a party and someone insults you. You have to say something. So, under pressure, with everybody watching, you say something lame. But the moment you leave the party…As you start down the stairway, then - magic. You come up with the perfect thing you should’ve said. The perfect crippling put down. That’s the Spirit of the Stairway. The trouble is, even the French don’t have a phrase for the stupid things you actually do say under pressure. Those stupid, desperate things you actually think or do.”

It's like i always mentally pass out when i get into a fight. i can't find the right words to express how i truly feel... i just blurt out whatever stupid thing that crossed my freaking brain... it's like i always get into fights, but i never learned how to win it...

seriously, it is becoming stupidly boring to always get into fights with the wrong subject, wrong place and time, and always loose it. i wanna learn how to fight ice with ice, fire with fire... not the other way around.

i have heard this phrase from my boss during Sun-Phil's team building. To be honest, it was the first time I have heard of it. (= that is why it has struck me so immensely.

in his speech he reiterated to us that, in the challenges that life brings you, you won't be able to win them all... you just have to accept the fact that, as humans you have limitations... BUT you always have your forte in some things... take note of SOME... NOT all things (=

may it be work... love, or life in general... we have our limitations, so always remember, DON'T BE A HERO...

Well, This pertains to why I got so angry and hated so much over the weekend... I DID everything in my power to help out... BUT my efforts were just unappreciated. Thanks to B... but now all is well... I hope so...

wheeeeeeeeee! got my blog back! (= i was talking about in on twitter yesterday... more of wishing... then fast forward now... i saw my old blog!... will be soon be updating here! it's still a mess right now but it's a good start! (= gotta go!

As I take the moment to unpack the year that was, I find these precious souvenirs:

1. Things I tasted, looked at, smelled, heard, and touched:
For the first time ever, I ate at the hospital canteen!!! (1st day duty in veterans 12/12/05), la coste pink, bath and body cotton hand wash and cologne, pinoy music appreciation is back in my vocabulary : )

2. Experiences I will cherish:
Spending a day in manila zoo with the ust adopted community kids for UST-UNICEF, and being their ate for a day. The AIESEC XPERIENCE in Subic. The retreat in Caleruega Batangas…and that breathtaking view that made me feel that I was not and never was alone. Night outs with my best friend 3x. Practicum (and it’s still on going…) food service in ihaw1 and albergus…kakapagod sobra! Pero enjoy xa. Hospital practicum…veterans… (I think it’s a sign form God that, I really should take up geriatrics after college) and up next…the community practicum…alaminos, Laguna! (For a month, i’ll be living with my blockmates…pinoy-ust big brother bang version ito?!?)

3. Life lessons I need to learn:
To Take my time… not to rush…and just hush…once in a while

4. This belief I outgrew:
that if you give everything…time, love, affection, care, concern, all that mushy eeeky things… a lady’s man will and can change. But NO… once a babaero…always will be a babaero for life. *ahem* CHALLENGE: to every self confessed, or unaware, or just plainly pasaway babaeros out there: patunayan nyo na mali ako at pwede mabago yan. coz I lost hope na… *ahem* ku…ya …da..de..at kala mo nka ligtas ka… IKAW din noh!*winkZ*

5. This conviction I lived by:
I’ll be who I want to be…and no one can stop me! You can TRY… and that’s all you have…

6. These risk I took:
…still…BATTLE SCARS...Giving so called “love” a chance…still the same… but am happy : )

7. These sufferings strengthened me:
Overspending and being broke… to being sobra kuripot then over splurge… ewan ko…buti na lang wala akong card! Buti na lang

8. What influenced me most:
Mi PAPA’

9. What I regret:
Being impatient… and I should have just felt his heartbeat than looking straight into his eyes that night… he was a liar… a damn good liar. He STILL IS a liar… a very good liar…

10. The persons who meant so much to me:
EVERYONE…from the ones who thought that they made my life a living hell… kala nyo you’ve succeeded? NO… thank you pa coz you’ve even made me STRONGER! All I can say is…what comes around goes around… what comes up must go down… haha… then of course, my family, dade specially, my real friends (you know who you are) and my Lord and my God…

11. My unfulfilled desires:
Before graduation, I must go to Thailand, after graduation, I’ll go to Hong Kong, after reviewing for the board examsq and after passing the board, I’ll go to Korea, Japan, and to Berlin for the love parade. then …still…I want to go bungee jumping, trek the crater of mt. Pinatubo, go to bora with friends ONLY, go to paris (hoy von! Bago matapos ang 1st year ng work ha???!!!), go to spain (ms. paula gonzales, my dearfriend… is your offer still good? *winkZ*)…buy an ipod, WORLD PEACE! - Tschüs! Adios! Año 2005!

DEC. 05 :HOLLYDAZE…

… am starting to like someone… : ) *teehee*

and been over partying…(is there such a thing?) Hehe… it all started with the crazy text from my besy 3xc, she was inviting me to watch cueshe’ (sp?) in metro bar that was Thursday nov. 30. when I got there…saw the poster of hale and sugarfree gig on dec. 1, Friday… I was dieing to go. Hale and sugarfree in one gig???? HALE YAH! SUWEEEET! So I went there with Dave (thankx Dude!!!!!). By Saturday, my tita wanted to go to metro bar… so…3 days straight… plus the make up for my lates in my food service practicum… buti buhay pa ko ngayon!

Then yesterday dec. 9… 3xc, archie (hubby ni 3xc) paolo, cat and me went to bluewave macapagal and cat’s sister followed also. And we partied the night away with southboarder! Jay was really nice! ; ) thank you!... anyways… tom. Dec 12, DOOMS DAY! It’s the start of my practicum in Veterans… huhu…takot tlga ko sa hospital!...huhu…
wish me luck!

NOV. 05

… loosing grip of someone… : (

Practicum months are here…fist stop…ihaw1 At philcoa… at fists, really…to be honest… I HATED the thought of me being in ihaw1. hello??? Ano ang ihaw1?... well, I totally regret for saying that… it’s a lapse in my judgment. For the fist 2 weeks there… I’ve learned how to work the cash register, chop onions endlessly, pack veggies and pork sisig endlessly,… and to simply just knowing how to deal with a handful of different personalities. There are the cute-astig-friendly-to-reklamadors-impatient-bitches customers. Then just simply getting to know 4 good people from my section the other section was even a triumph for me.

Then… for the 3rd week for the food service practicum… my golly!!!! Albergus… a subjugation…I hate how people treat one another there… or maybe it’s just that, I still need more time to understand, investigate even how things work there…again…another lapse in my judgment. But I guess the “system” works for them….25 yrs. Na sila. But don’t get me wrong… I met 2 wonderful persons there that I just adore! Lola Pinay…who travel across Europe with her barkada! WOW! And Lola Bawang…(hehe) 2 legends in Albergus that has witness how the establishment started and grew.

Hospital… coming up!... I hear Veterans is one FEAKY and eerie place…hehe (here we go again…. Haha!)


Experience THE AIESEC XPERIENCE…

Met a lot of people from different schools… form the NLDS_AIESEC in subic. We became people who work hard and party HARDER! : )
Wishing I could go to the NATCON this dec.

On being ALL ALONE…

We had to go to school to get all the things needed for our practicum…clearance, recommendation…and other stuff… I went to school alone…left school still alone. Well, in my group…we usually wait around for each other… even if one is always late… *ahem* waiting and being there for each other comes naturalLY in the group. But this particular day… everyone was so busy going around, panicking, being hot headed all of a sudden *ahem* then being and feeling alone and left out *ahem* well, suddenly this creepy feeling just ate all my confidence out…and I (of all people) gone wild and started to feel this way…ALONE. Felt that, our group no longer feels the same way towards each other…that nagkalimutan na at nagkaiwanan na… yes they were busy with their own stuff... not just stuff…but with their future....practicum yun noh… I felt that there was no waiting anymore… no backing up for each other anymore… that my expectations for my friends was not met. That they left me hanging… even in the ride going to my aunt’s place… I rode in the middle then we were nearing SM manila and the passenger on my left side got off… so as the passenger on my other side… so I was the only one who was still in the middle. I was stuck in the middle (literally tho in a different meaning)… then it hit me… I was stuck in the old days where my life became so routinized sa mga nakaugalian na. na kung saan comportable ako. Then I realized… (finally) I was being selfish… being immature…being palaasa… plainly being stuck in the past, and won’t let in new experiences, experiences good or bad that will mold me as a person. Now, I find solace being alone. I find happiness and satisfaction when I accomplish things all by myself. The formula is: to just balance it. ALONE = with OTHERS. After all… no man is an island. I maybe alone now but never will be alone… my friends will always be there for me. Their thoughts, encouragements, cheers and all the memories from the past and still to come…they’re there for me, like I am there for them. WE CHANGE A LOT BUT STILL THE SAME…I KNOW WE ARE COOL

OCT 05 :

THESIS THERE… THESIS HERE… THESIS EVERYWHERE!

We finally finished our thesis…our work of love and labor! thank GOD! We presented it before our dear prof. Fe. San (the mother at diyosa ng nutrisyon!) and our panelist.. our blockmates. : ) WE DID GREAT! I can say that we totally experienced how to make a real thesis! A very good one, might I add. Again… In this journey, we met loads of people who were so kind enough to help, guide, mag asikaso, at manlibre sa amin ; ) people who will forever change our lives! THANKX GUYS!

FINALS… OKTOBER TEST!


My golly… remembering how our finals just passed us by…well ok …passed me by…oh how time flies.... and that one particular test that I TOTALLY HATED!... the one that was right before nutdis…the prof. moved the schedule to an earlier time pa! how insensitive can she get! Well am glad that over.

JULY - SEP. 05

Still working on our thesis and feasibility study.

Wedding of my best friend TRIXIE…. Hands up…. They wanted to go on with it… hope it really last forever… : ) I wish them all the very best! I can see naman that they REALLY wanted to be together…and no one will stop them from being MR. and MRS. MOLINOS. Kudos To the newly weds! : )


JUNE 05

The study team went for the 3rd time to Baguio. AGAIN??? you say… yeah we did! Hell yah! Now Baguio is just like an extension of our school…home…
Shoy and me will forever remember that one nakakainis at nakakabwisit an bus company! Don’t get me started how we were able to manage to go to Baguio. Well, thankfully, by the time we crossed the boundaries of the town before Baguio proper, we were able to sit our selves properly…then boom! in five mins time… we were in Baguio already… then again…how time flies!
Spending a time with shoy in that bus, in that embarrassing moment was really something! Now… I can say that…WE ARE CERTAINLY CERTIFIED TRAVELERS! No obstacle can stop us from reaching our destination! Kudos to my partner in crime…SHOY! : )

We tried our best to get every detail, information, and kung anu-ano pa for the completion of our thesis… we worked our asses off… but still we enjoyed our “work-post vacation break” : )

MAY 05

THESIS APPROVED!

We were allowed by Lieutenant Bonifacio Agas to conduct our expose’… I mean… our thesis… our title…

PHILIPPINE MILITARY ACADEMY FEMALE CADAETS’ MEAL:
NUTRITIONAL ADEQUACY OF SELECTED 20-25 YEARS OLD PMA CADET’S MEAL FROM APRIL TO SEPTEMBER 2005

it's been awhile since my last post... tinambakan ba daw kami ng thesis...feasib., case studies, at kung ano ano pang studies!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! hehe pero enjoy...kahit WALA pa ako nasisimulan. hahaha

Von emailed this to me... makes sense...so i posted it here... true! that platonic relationships aren't complicated... TAU LANG ANG NG PAPAKUMPLIKA...hehe (o ako lang?...hmmm) wahahaha

Things learned from intergender friendships (General Advice Article) THE PREMISE of this article lies on theprinciple that sometimes, loving a person doesn't mean it has to be romantic and loving a personfor the rest of your life doesn't mean you have to end up marrying them. Can a man and a womanjust be friends? I'd say yes and they should be. Hindi dahil kinaibigan ka, liligawan ka na. Notevery guy who befriends you has an ulterior motive. Get over yourself. Don't flatteryourself. There is a reason why he befriended you, but don't automatically assume that it's because he wants to be your so-called boyfriend. Ifthis will be the principle you'll follow every timesomeone asks you to be his friend, you're gonna miss a great deal from the friendship. Hindi dahil mabait sa iyo, nililigawan ka na.There are people who are natural ly sweet and kind. There are people who are innately goodand no matter how wicked you seem, they just find it so easy to be kind to you. It doesn't meanhe is courting you. Don't put yourself through unnecessary stress trying to figure out if he'scourting you or not. Because I think if he is, you won't have to guess, you'll know and you'll be very certain about it. Hindi dahil he talks to you a lot, he loves youna. You don't befriend a person if you absolutely abhor him, right? Chances are you make sensewhen he talks to you, or you're probably verypatient listening to him. The two of youprobably connect on some level but why does it always have to be assumed to be romantic? Being twointelligent, mature human beings, you need to accept that it's nice to share a cup of coffeeover a stimulating conversation, and that you don't have to automatically put romantic connotationto it. Relieve yourself of the pressure. It's just coffee and a shared interest. Hindi dahil cute ang friend mo, crush/love mona siya. This is the most amusing thing that hit me lately. People always assume that becauseyour friend is cute or should I say, hot (because cute is a word you describe your high schoolcrush while hot is a word you use to describe a hunk), "lakas amats mo na for repapips!" Let me just say this, at least from my own personal experience, I'm just nearsighted, I haven't gone blind. I can still appreciate God'screation! However, there will always be weird things,crazy things, stupid things that will keep you, believe me, from having a crush on him. First of all,you'd know his history with women, enough to judge what's good for you. Second, don't you justhate it when a guy who's absolutely always put together, who looks intelligent enoughpronounces the word country as "kawntri" and the word mango as "meynggo." Call me crazy for judginga person just because he can't pronounce these words right. I admit, I'm crazy. Hindi dahil you hang out with each other mostof the time, you'd end up being boyfriend- girlfriend. Self-explanatory... There are athousand, no million different reasons why things don't always turn out that way. There is no oneproven formula. For all we know, the reason why he likes hanging out with you is because he likesgetting kikaytips from you. He probably plans on being kikay himself and he needs a mentor. A dinner with a guy friend does not necessarilymean equateto a date. Especially if you're paying for your share no. Hello? Three thingsto consider:> the place, the topic and how the two of you actually planned to meet. First, how it wasplanned? If it were a date expect that he would ask you out at least three days before the actualdate to giveyou some lead time, to give you the notion that you are not just a filler on hisschedule. Second, the place, if it were a real date, the both of you would want real food and a placewhere you could really talk things through. Don't go out with a guy to a movie on Friday night ifyou're really serious about him. Going to a movie is more like treating him like a "filler" justbecause you had nothing to do on a Friday nightso you might as well go out. Topic. Ha! You wouldn'tbe talkingabout chikang artista, chikang opisina or argue if the one girl's boobs are real or not.You wouldbe probably talking about sensible, quitepersonal stuff. I therefore conclude that platonicrelationships are never complicated; people just have tendencies to complicate them

SUPER SIZE ME

It’s a clear and graphical description of what MCDIET can do to you and your health. For Morgan Spurlock, very heroic thing to do! Well done!

Americans are fat. Two out of three Americans are overweight or obese, but where does personal responsibility end and corporate responsibility take over? On the heels of two teenage girls suing McDonald’s for making them obese, director Morgan Spurlock sets out to discover what has made people in America so fat. The result is “Super Size Me,” a hilarious and often terrifying look at the effects of fast food on the human body.

Spurlock decided to conduct an experiment in which he would subject himself to a diet of nothing but McDonald’s fast food for a month. He only allowed himself to eat what was available over the counter at the restaurant (including water), he couldn’t super size unless asked (he ended up being asked 9 times all told), he had to eat every item on the McDonald’s menu at least once, and he had to eat breakfast, lunch, and dinner every day. Throughout his descent into the maelstrom of crappy food, he visited doctors and health professionals to track his decline in health.

At the beginning of the experiment, Spurlock clocked in at a svelte 6’ 2” tall and 185 pounds. His cholesterol was a healthy 168, his blood pressure 120/80, and his body fat measured 11%.
A month later, Spurlock’s weight had shot up to 210 pounds, his cholesterol was 230, and body fat had increased to 18%.

Rather than just following Spurlock as he visits new and exciting McDonald’s restaurants, “Super Size Me” shows interviews with medical professionals, advertising executives, and persons on the street in order to get a better idea of why people eat so much fast food, and what their attitudes toward the companies are.

“Super Size Me” presents a scathing indictment of the practices used to lure people, especially children, into eating fast food. McDonald’s sets itself up for exactly the kind of lawsuit it was subjected to simply because of its targeting of children with clowns, “happy meals,” and cartoons.

Spurlock has used a great deal of humor to address an issue that is rapidly becoming unfunny in this country, and he should be commended for it. “Super Size Me” may be an example of one man’s battle with the bulge, but it has much more to say about the alarming rate in which Americans are packing on the pounds.

CHARLIE and the CHOCOLATE FACTORY…and the LOVE for FAMILY

The message: children and parents alike are punished for their bad behavior

Here are some other thoughts to ponder on…

• Families…on being so protective, always on your back making comments about what you should and shouldn’t do which makes a lot of us irritated but you know what… They do that because they just want to protect you… coz they love you.
• Charlie won the factory… and Willy Wonka gained a family…
• Moral lessons thru the songs the Oompa-Loompa sang
• 5 different personalities… lesser rotten got picked…who are you among the 5 kids? Charlie is one saintly, well-behaved kid, Augustus Gloop – the fat kid, Veruca Salt – the spoiled brat, Violet Beauregarde – the incessant gum chewer, and Mike Teavee – video game whiz.
• The attitude of the people inside the store who wanted to make loko Charlie just to get their hands on the ticket… LET’S TRY NOT TO BE LIKE THEM!
• Dreams do come true… chances are up to you…
• Once in a lifetime opportunities… it can never be valued by money… people, the “stupid ones” value money more and are willing to pass out once in a life time opportunities…
  
  

But… did it ever cross your mind that the story of Roald Dahl’s Willy Wonka and the chocolate factory is like THE life of Michael Jackson?

“Consider the reclusive lifestyle, the fetishes of wardrobe and accessories, the elaborate playground built by an adult for the child inside.” It was as if Roald Dahl was a time traveler who visited the future and grew fascinated by Michael Jackson and decided to write a spoof about him in his time without anyone really knowing the source. The only problem with that idea was that since he was the only one traveling to the future, no one else in the world would get the joke…. (get’s mo?)

In this film, 5 lucky kids get invited to Wonka’s magical Chocolate Factory: two little boys, a fat kid and two annoying girls. Each time a girl asks Wonka a question, he barely gives them a second of attention. The same goes for the fat kid and the television kid. Wonka is only interested in one little boy here: Charlie, the sweet and well-mannered kid without a pot to piss in. This would be the kid to tickle Michael Jackson’s fancy, should any of those molestation allegations be true. (hehe) At the end of the film, he even asks Charlie to live in his factory without bringing his family along. The film justifies this type of action from the character with perfect reasoning but it still brings wonder to the viewer’s imagination.

…hehe… que casualidad!

CAUTION: vulgar words coming your way…my apologies…but I just can’t help it…tao lang ako… tapakan ako… lalo na ang palimya at daang-daang pamilyang damay…IBANG USAPAN NA YAN!

Ok… people specially those from the freakin’ government have a thing for the obvious… but don’t do anything bout it. and IF they do decide to act, they opt for the dark side…or lemme say who ever party bids the highest for their INTERGRITY, PERSONALITY, MORALITY, (oo nga naman, why would they settle for thank you, gratitude, and clean conscience… if they can get more out of being practical with the reason of “kasi-po-iniisip-ko-lang-ang-aking-pamilya-kaya-ko-tinanggap-ang-perang-inalok-sa-akin” at least nga naman, they would look good kasi they were just thinking about THEIR family… eh naisip ba nila…pano ang justice? How about the families that are living around the villa? E How about just plain doing your f*cking jobs? NANDYAN KAYO TO HELP PEOPLE…not to deprive them from their rights!... geez man! You freakin’ know who d f*ck you are! MAGKANO BA BINAYAD SAYO at you are dropping the case??? Huh??? Isn’t it obvious that what you’re trying to do is INJUSTICE? C’mmon man… imbecile shit! Good for nothing son of a b*tch! Sige…what goes around come around! tignan nlang natin where ka pupulutin! Have you ever heard of KARMA? Are you deaf or just plain stupid? It’s LOUD (AWFULLY LOUD!) and clear (crystal clear!) that the establishment you’re protecting IS a PAIN in our ears?! Kapal mong humarap at tumungtong sa pamamahay namin! If I were you…I’d check my GMRC. Go back to basics… do some research (and phu-leeease… DON’T BE BIAS… and don’t get ruled by money… it won’t do any good for your application form for heaven) don’t bother to show your aZ here!

WHAT I AM...to me

Hell week is coming (prelims) I remembered Tapy was the one who coined it THE HELL WEEK. He used to say that whenever I was reviewing while talking on the phone with him. Usually he would tease me and just say “mag tiwala ka sa kandilang naka tirik”… hay…that coquetear-ation died a natural death. hehe..(if you do wish hard to forget... you'll eventually WILL forget. specially with the help from reliable friends...and shoulders to cry on...you'll forget an asswh*le) am NOT BITTER...that's so last year! am just telling the truth that he was a royal asswh*le.

Anyway… hell week is fast approaching. I usually study in starbucks but this time, I was on a mission to find a better (will there be any coffee place better than starbuks?...friends, if you find one…tell me ok), more convenient and cheap place for me to study… (you’re thinking, why not the library or better yet, at home?) Well, our house is near or should I say, an open target shooting range (which the GOVERNMENT SHOULD CLOSE its OPERATION due to the fact that it IS a NUISANCE for our neighborhood and hello??? Isn’t it obvious… It’s located in a residential area. NOT an ideal place) is located at the back of our house. And the library in school is… let me just say…is not conducive for studying. (more of for sleeping)


Well, today Vonne (ei you!) and I finally checked out FUDGE. A localized starbucks near UST situated along españa. Well, the place has a convenient location for students of the university belt. The choices of foods are a bit limited, only serving some known coffee mixes, pastas, and dulces. I would say, I had a high expectation for the place, but it didn’t match up with what I expected. Or so I thought… I’d give 2 1/2 cups (5 being the highest) for their selection of coffee mixes. It costs extremely low. Just fit for the budget of students. Von not a fan of coffee, liked the frap coz it only had a hint of coffee in it. But I didn’t (any coffee addict won’t either) … the jasmine tea that I ordered was quite good tho. Jasmine herb is known to calm the sense which is good for “ngarag” students. We’d give 4 spoons for their pasta selection (which they only serve tuna carbonara and the chili version of it) both were delish! Even the pasta alone can be eaten. Plus a rich serving of the tuna/milky sauce equals a scrumptious meal worth the students’ money. Though the ambiance was a bit too inviting for sleeping…it is fine for meeting place and the mezzanine… just fit for lovers (dark and all...*winkZ*) ; ) well, being along the university belt, just expect different kinds of people.
Though I didn’t successfully found an alternative place for studying, I found another place for hanging out... (It has a potential…just place aircon and few tables outside for smokers to stay) All in all, location, food, and drinks wise… it’s not that bad at all…


Random thoughts…

If you had to choose…What would you prefer?

A lover who loves you more than his life which you don’t feel anything for him/her… Or
Someone whom you love more than your life which he/she don’t feel anything for you…

I’d choose the latter… I don’t know why… but I’d choose it. Anyway… FOR NOW.


when i do get a chance to review, or decided that i'll do good in school..there's always an interruption in school...like may events and all, no classes, programs... then yung drive or momentum ko gets lost again... why is it that way? it's ironic..

Things am looking forward to after the HELL WEEK

• watch movies…

1. Charlie and the chocolate factory. (with my lil bro and sis)
2. Kill bill 1 and 2 (because of that season ender of CSI directed by Quetin Tarantino)
3. CSI season ender (yes…i’ve been living under a rock. I blame it on our cable company!) least we still have wowow. Watch CSI every tues channel 90, 8 pm (thank you james!)
4. Roman Holiday
5. Casablanca (have to remind shoy for the vcd)

• go shopping (Trixie… my besy…better get ready chica!)

• G.A. for nutrition students (pink sistah effect)

• Edukasiyahan… HALE and MYMP… hell yea!!!!!!!!!!!!! Champ-ion!

• Parokya ni Edgar gig at myrics, españa (Aug. 22)

• HALE gig at Virgin Café tomas morato (Aug. 28) which reminds me… I have 2 reserve tickets for that gig. Look for music students to reserve tickets (Izvet…my friend)

• Read Nick Joaquin’s Cave and shadows (ok…not really but…could be. Well, it’s my book report for our phil. Lit course…hehe)

• Finish reading twisted 7 (buy the twisted series…very motivating, and just a thrill to read what’s going on in mind of a Jessica Zafra)

... Tenía una charla con mi amigoayer por la noche y él me preguntó cómo hacía con mi vida delamor... Dije que era solo y feliz, y eso ahora, a este punto en mi vida, No deseé complicar cosas. Entonces le preguntó lo que significa una vida complicada a mí, porque, cada vez que él me ve, Parezco tan feliz. Él incluso insistió encendido si usaba una máscara. Sí, estoy quizá... bien, olvídese de quizá... sí, Estoy usando una máscara. (hey, no consiga me... la incorrecta no orgullosa de ella... que es laverdad) finjo que soy feliz cuando soy trago totalmente y hacia fuera. Finjo que soy bien cuando no estoy realmente. Conjeturo que soy el gran pretender(sing con mí) porque, He engañado a muchos de gente alrededor de mí en el pensamiento deque estoy satisfecho con la manera que mi vida está resultando ser. (no solamente perteneciendo a mi hehe de la vida del amor...) aveces, consigue así que cansándose para hacer para creer que todo ESTÁbien. (no sé quién estoy convenciendo... si usted o yo) para el final deldía, cuando estoy todo solo, Me siento agotado, y tensionado todo para arriba sobre las cosas tontas que no sonnormalmente un problema con la gente mi edad. (porque pienso demasiado... extremadamente demasiado mucho., que consigue tan irritante ya. Esto alternadamente me hace privado de sueño. Si soy o no usando una máscara, al infierno con lo que piensa la gente. Esto es lo que me siento.