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Just three weeks ago, I posted this.

And then yesterday, I saw this gift waiting for me in the passenger’s seat of Panget’s car.

I could hardly deny I was in state of high excitement upon recognizing that cloaked in the Fully Booked plastic was the book of my favorite comic strip.  I finally got the book I had wished for! But, Panget’s surprise was just a slice of my happiness.  What certainly the source of my elation was that my guy actually cared to make it available for me without being asked.  Yes, I surely showed how badly I wanted to own C&H on my aforementioned entry, but only because my feet were soaking in the mud of dejectedness when I posted it.  It was after I learned that this hilarious book is still not readily available in shelves of any bookstore in the Philippines.  Little did I know, while I was still examining further on how I could purchase it from abroad, there was my guy, already had it ordered for me on the date of my “wish” entry! ♥

(Hay..  Andami mo nang nagiging surprise sakin, Nget. Why do you seem to never fail?  Maliit man o bonggang moment, you just know exactly how to make me feel special!  All because you care to listen.  Or is it because you just know me too well and we’re always in sync?)

Hmm, I now covet a black Montero Sport! Haha!

Happy birthday, Ma!

 She makes her family’s life incredible in this world that is otherwise unbearable.

We are certainly blessed for having you! I love you, Ma!

Mas panira ka ng umaga!

Nung isang buwan lang, meron akong nirereklamong insidente tungkol sa pagbaba ng mga pasahero ng pang publikong sasakyan sa mga lugar na ipinagbabawal. Makikita nyo dito ung sinulat kong reklamo.

Ngayon, may reklamo ulit ako! Pero di tulad dati, wala nang pasaherong nanenermon o pumuputak dahil hindi binaba sa gusto niyang babaan… dahil this time, nagpilit yung pasahero na itabi yung jeep. Ang resulta, mas panira ng umaga! HINULI NA NG TRAFFIC ENFORCER YUNG JEEP NA SINASAKYAN KO! Anak ng teteng!

Pwede ba, para dyan sa mga taga QC City Hall, wag nga kayong baba ng baba sa gusto nyo lang babaan! Pag sinabing hindi pwede at may nanghuhuli dyan, intindihin nyo naman! Tagalog naman ang ginamit na lenguwahe ng drayber, hindi ba? BAWAL DYAN! Pag sinabing bawal, HINDI PWEDE ang ibig sabihin non! At uulitin ko mula sa una kong reklamo, kung tinatamad kayong bumaba sa tamang lugar dahil lang madadagdagan kayo ng extra limang hakbang aba, poblema nyo na yun! Wala kaming pakialam kung may pigsa kayo sa singit o dahil late na kayo, kahit ano pang rason nyo sa pagpara sa choice of place nyo, wag niyong ipilit! Try nyong mag ipon pang taxi niyo araw araw para kayo ang magdidikta sa drayber san kayo ibababa!

Lahat kaming pasahero ay walang nagawa at nanood lang sa drayber ng jeep at traffic enforcer na mag sigawan sa kahabaan ng bente minuto sa daan dahil lang ayaw magbigay ng lisensya nung isa, tapos yung isa kinakalas na yung plaka ng jeep! At dahil busy yung drayber na makipagpataasan ng boses sa enforcer, hindi namin siya masingil sa pamasahe namin para makalipat ng jeep! Ikaw ba naman, makukuhanan na nga lisensya, gugustuhin mo pa ba mawalang ng pera? Ang lalong nakakagigil pa, eh yung city hall employee–yung lintik na taong nagpilit pumara sa maling babaan–ayun, naglaho na. Malamang ay nakapag time in na (at malamang ay nagpapahinga sa upuan niya at kumakain ng agahan habang nalalamigan ng aircon ng opisina nila) habang kami nakatigil sa initan! Peste talaga yan, dahil sayo na iisang pasaherong matigas ang ulo, ilan ang naperwisyo? Ha???? Wala man siyang kaalam alam na may labing limang tao na nasa tabing kalsada at mukang tangang nanghihingi ng syete pesos sa drayber na may busangot na na muka gawa ng kamalasan niya sa umaga.

Hay buhay Pinoy!

Will see you soon!

She’s a sweet smart doll.  She’s my niece and one of my favorite models since I started practicing digital photography.  It saddens me that she left for the States last Friday and would possibly not come back until six years.   

I remember my mom asking me if I have pieces of memories of my uncle who left us for heaven when I was 2 years and 9 months old.  And I know I have, only I pull it all out from picture frames and photo albums in our shelves until now.  Lianne is half a year shy from her 3^rd birthday.  Thankfully, this little girl already knows how to surf the internet at her age and most likely, through that, we’ll still have a part in her as she grows up away from us, physically.  Hmm, children and internet, it actually leads me to think… are kids now becoming robots?  Haha, but that’s another story.  I just hope this cute lil one hasn’t turned into a robot when we fetch her at the NAIA airport years from now. 

See you again soon, Kuya Noel, Ate Iya, Jia, and Lianne! :) Take lots of care! We miss you, guys, already!

Would somebody please buy me C&H Book? :)

Sarcastic.

Funny.

Stupid.

It’d be my perfect lil book.

LOL

Thank you

Talent is one thing heaven deprived me of when I was being clumsily devised inside my mom’s womb.  Hand me the Magic Sing and I will just sing to a tune or two. (Limited lang ang vocal range ko.  Sobra!)  My neighbors can attest to it that way back in 90’s, I was murdering Donna Cruz’ Rain and Kapag Tumibok ang Puso on multiplex on a full blast karaoke volume! Walang kahiya hiya! Hahaha!  I can only imagine how sorry they were for me.  Yikes!  You could also ask me to try to draw anything with a pen and paper and I will give you doodles!  I remember my teacher and classmates laughing at my project in T.H.E. class on my 2nd year in highschool.  Boy, was it embarrassing!  We were given an assignment to draw our dream house on a ¼ illustration board and while everyone else was presenting their multi-dimensional houses, I presented this hideous looking stick-figured mala-bahay kubo house with a chimney on it!  You can only imagine how loud the class’ laugh was.  Teenage years were emo years pa naman!  Rawr!  Or another thing you can push me to do is to dance.  But I can only promise you wriggling shoulders and hips that may not be simultaneously grooving with the beat of the music.  Banong bano talaga!  So the poor little me had accepted that she could not specify anything she is good at…  Until some people made her realize otherwise.

Using one of my boyfriend’s DSLRs, I took this photo of my dad while he was cycling, and posted it on Facebook.

I then got these comments.

And after that, I received this.

I have been into photography since college but it is only now that I have learnt I am gifted.  I know I am not artistic and that I am way far from being an impeccable photographer, but receiving this kind of appreciation from two special good men are more than enough to make me feel proud of myself.  Thanks to them!

Hooked.

   
I honestly cannot explain why, although, I am not bothered that I am… very much hooked.  I would even agree with Time Magazine’s report that it is one of the worst inventions people came up with, however, Farmville has been a stress-reliever for me in one way or another. So, kanya kanya lang yan.

Happy Birthday, Pa!

Ang pogi mo talaga… Penge namang pera o, please? Love you! ^_^

Panira ka ng umaga.

Di ko gets bakit may pagsesermon na nagaganap sa loob ng jeep pag binababa sila ng driver na medyo malayo sa destinasyon nila. Ate, eh kung bawal nga doon, ikaw ba ang magbabayad ng pang-tong ng driver pag hinuli siya ng MMDA?  Kung gusto mo ng saktong babaan, aba, mag ipon ka ng pang taxi mo! Hindi yung may pag-na-nag ka pang nalalaman bago bumaba! Tsk!

Fits us, perfectly.

This morning, my phone was ringing and when I got ahold of the person on the other end, he just uttered, “Babe, pwedeng kumanta?” and the confused me just said “Huh?? …Sige po.” 

And without any sound of hesitation, he went ♫ Say it’s true, there’s nothing like me and you… I’m not alone, tell me you feel it too… ♪

He then explained that he just got out of a convenient store where he had heard that song.  Suddenly he found himself ringing my phone to share it with me.

Now here’s mine.  A song I’d like to share with him.

This describes me and you… together.

 ♫ Who knew that I could be here so unexpectedly, undeniably happier… sitting with you here, right next to me. ♪ 

I’m not a fan, but listening to her sing makes me feel light.

I super like the part when she raps. Partida, di pa professional ang pag record. Win!

Wanted: POWERNAP!

Read pages of a book in the car on my way to work this morning.

Twitter-ed, Facebook-ed, Betamax-ed, Yahoomail-ed, and MicrosoftWord-ed on my work computer from morning til afternoon.

Watched tv on lunch break.

Scheduled to watch Here Comes the Bride in a movie theater tonight.

Ugh. Major Eyestrain!!! But I don’t have the time to take a nap! :(  Good thing it’s FRIDAY already.  Can’t wait for a long relaxing sleep tonight!

Confused. Or not!

YEESSSSS! (Shouted like I have just found a 200 peso bill in a pants’ pocket when I am just borderline BROKE. You know how that feels, right? Haha.)  Such a reaction came from me when I have successfully logged into this blogsite.  Oh I so miss my Betamax!!! I really thought I had forgotten my password! 

I am actually back here because of two reasons.  One is that it is Friday petiks here in the office and I got all day to surf the net (weeeeee!), and another is that I wanted to create an account on tumblr.  But instead of signing up on that site, I thought, why not just use my Betamax blog and enjoy the same things people enjoy on that site.  And besides, Max (my blog’s nickname) and I have gone a long way since 2007.  I’ve tried to mingle with so many sites such as friendster, facebook, and twitter, and he’s still here, waiting for me to spare him some of my time.  Err, don’t think of me as weird now. Haha. It’s just that I had an experience losing a blogsite.  My walangpakialamanan.blogs.friendster.com page suddenly became “a non-existing blogsite address.” without me deleting it or anything.  I think it just destructed itself when I was no longer updating it.  Anyway, back to tumblr thingy, I am thinking of just posting pictures, quotes, rants, and random stories here, in other words, I’d like to reformat my Betamax to a more tumblr-y mode.☺

That shouldn’t be a mess, right? 

Sabi ko nga, eh.

Sabi ko nga magbabalik loob na ako sa blogging, but still nilalangaw ang site ko.  Amf.  Kasalanan ng facebook ito!  Rawr! Oh well. Salamat sa mga napapadpad pa dito.   At pasensya kung di ko po kayo nabibisita.  Will make up for it, papakita na ako sa mga pages nyo.  Hihi.  See you guys around! 

Pssssstttt!

Anybody here?

I’m back! ^_^

 *yawn*

But it’s almost 12 midnight, and I gotta rest…

Will all see you soon! (…if there are still peeps visiting my blogsite..)

Goodnight!

A Deeply Moving Post.

…is what I want to offer as my latest entry, but, I am yet again thinking out loud.

Why do days and nights seem to be in sudden short of supply?  Last time I checked, I was looking forward to summer, hoping I would finally get the chance to get away with my friends to any vacay spot in the country.  But, the insentient I was just deciding against each and every plan they made with the reason that I can’t have a break in my work schedule.  “Wala ng free VL slot…” “’diba pwedeng week days na lang, pag rest days namin,” my usual lines which usually disappoint them because they know, I’ll be again a drawing or an imaginary friend to them. 

A ditto usual situation with my family.  

Ang hirap ko i-book kala mo artistang mala-judy ann santos ang kasikatan.  I even can’t squeeze in my schedule my log in times to my blogsite, friendster, facebook, and multiply sites.  Major loser talaga!

Now I realize it is already July.  Oh, okay, where did March, April, and May go again?  Wait, could probably a wicked witch have had put the same spell on me as with sleeping beauty that made her sleep for a hundred years…?  (Err.. for me, a hundred days lang.)  It just makes me sad that this seems to be the point when I could no longer differentiate a day from others.  I couldn’t even remember how many rest days I did not drone on.  I now find pag mumunimuni and pagtunganga sa glow in the dark stars ko sa kisame very relaxing and worthwhile.  Just scares me a bit that I would keep on spending days like this, without me accomplishing anything—outside work, that is. 

Guess I just jabber on this thought because last night was my off when I had the chance to have dinner and coffee again with my uber kulit friends.  Recognized how tremendously I missed them, missed laughing with and at them, and how, of course, I miss those people who I haven’t been with in a long time.  Intellicrap (my ex web writer officemates) and Everfrendz (chosen group name defines it already, high school friends), I need to see you asap.  And to my college friends, LB ulet, set na set na, wala ng atrasan ha?

In less than 15 hours, I’ll get ready for work, again, a monotonous cycle kind I know I don’t want to run away from yet. Oh well, it’s the 30^th day of the month again… sweldo time!  Oh yeeeeaaaaahhhh!  One of the good things why my work rocks, a derivative in my boring life’s equation I wouldn’t like to just brush aside.  Ipon lang, Ja, ipon lang muna, it’ll sure pay off. 

I honestly want to post something again that is beautifully written, (again? kung meron man na nga before) but really was just thinking out loud on this one.  It’s just too bad I have pure twaddle ideas in my mind most of the time, and I mean most of the time.

A… C… phlegm…

Kung mahilig ka sa tanga moments, matatawa ka dito. Hence, I love this vid.

Sarap tumawa, pare.

Bow.

Di ko na alam.

Digging away to find peace of mind.

Being here is just too jading.

Marvin’s Day.

January 11.  It was Marvmarv’s birthday, and of course, dahil feeling the best girlfriend si Melmel, she organized a “parang pang tv series” na surprise party for him. Just so kunwari special na tao naman si Marvin.  Haha.  Love you “baby love” Sandoval!  Big boy ka na!

Held at Juju’s place. Palpak ang “party popper” namin, di man lang umabot ang confetti sa ere.  Hence, natawa nalang kami kesa nasurprise and bday boy.

Potluck Smorgasbord. Goldilock’s sansrival, siomai, puto, lumpia, palabok; Andok’s manok, liempo and atchara; Yellow cab’s Charlie Chan (or what Marv likes to call Mr. Chan) and spaghetti; Thai resto’s pah shui (whatever spelling it has) and kung ano pang noodle yun; home made mac salad; Tita Juliet’s (???) Korean BBQ chorva; Coke, Sprite, Magnolia mango juice, Atonov,  and Novellino.  Bushuuuuug! (dislclaimer, though, food in the pic is not yet complee, obviously)

This surprise woulnt be complete without props (i.e. happy birthday sign or whatever, balloon, huge hallmark greeting card (signed by people who dont exist), and of course, the cheap party popper.

The lucky bastard birthday boy with his girls.

People who made this possible.

Di halatang may mga plastic yan sa bulsa!

We’re glad it went well, kahit maraming di nakapunta.  So, pano?  Planuhin na natin surprise nyo sa birthday ko ha?  

Asa. Haha.

My 2008 Christmas

Most can agree, it didn’t feel Christmas at all.  Firstly, breeze was not that cold unlike in early December.  It was just like any night of February and March.  Secondly, carols were scarcely heard on streets and all you can listen to is your neighbor’s Aegis songs over videoke they rented 3 days before the holiday, which they keenly used each night till 25th.  Imagine the nightly noise.  Also, majority of the houses in our village was not decorated anymore with fabulous lanterns and fancy lights.  Was that because of tighter budget or just finally saying no to the monotonous yearly “Labas. Kabit. Tanggal Tago.” process?  Anyway, moving on, I have to have traffic mentioned.  Still a severe pain in the ass.  Why wasn’t it any different on the eve of Christmas?  Traffic was still heavy when you expected everyone to be at home indulging in booze, preparing their own special fruit salad, trying to curb their kids’ urge to open gifts until 12mn, or just doing any holiday whatever.  Don’t people celebrate in front of their Christmas trees anymore?  Why were they everywhere?  And when I say everywhere, I mean Novaliches and the stretch of Commonwealth.

These things I am bitterly antagonistic about are, actually, just my description of my Bisperas.  And on top of it, I needed to hurl myself to the office because I had a shift that night.  At exactly 12 midnight, about 5 fagging hours from “log out”, I was in my comfy chair, in front of the computer, gibbering with someone over the headset (whose Christmas was yet to be celebrated after 11 hours), welcoming the most wonderful time of the year.  Err, why is now there a tone in my head?  Last Song Syndrome, perhaps.

Hmm… Thinking about it now, maybe it’s not that bad after all. My first alas dose without my family, that is.

You see, at least, I still had my Noche Buena.  Grabbed a bite whenever I had the chance to put a customer on hold or mute, and chewed as fast as I needed to.  I packed my mom’s lengua with her continuously improving white sauce, had Riel’s which was his mom’s roast turkey with gravy, and Ramram’s was his wife’s spaghetti with meatballs.  Of course, with my Chuckie drink slash dessert.  Noche Buena solved!

Aside from that, we, in our team, decided to have a real celebration, which we can call “Pagsalubong sa Pasko, Eastern Time!”  At 8am of 25th, right after work, we unrelentingly searched for a gimikan open on a holiday.  We checked our usual tambayans and all were closed.  “Buti nalang rollback ang gas,” said driver number 1, “kung san san tayo sumuot at naghanap, puro sarado.”  Eventually, we found one.  Nova Stop!  Haha.  Pinagtyagaan na, may beer tower naman eh.  It was a great bonding moment with my friends from the office, and bow, I was wasak. (Obviously, picture was taken in the office.)

Family (before leaving for work), check.  Food, check.  Beer, check.  More food, check.  My friends from work, check.

So, yeah!  Thinking about my Christmas now, it’s not that bad after all.

Aaaarrrggghhh!  My head! Damn hang over.