On former CS and SND’s death
February 8, 2011He should not have committed suicide.
Para naman di siya sanay sa Pilipinas at sa mga ningas cogin nitong trials. Because the truth is, eventually, his decision to end his life, along with the revelations, hearing sessions, and corruption, shall all be forgotten by the Filipinos.
Baka nga pwede pa sana siyang magpresidente, sa sobrang bait ng mga Pilipino.
Sayang lang.
Happy Birthday, Babe!
January 29, 2011“When someone loves you so much,
you feel like you are the luckiest person… no matter what.”
I love you! 
Oh, hi there, 2011!
January 1, 2011Nothing gets better when you celebrate and welcome a promising new year with your family.
I am wishing everyone a healthy life all-throughout twenty eleven!
‘Tis the season.
December 24, 2010So, I was on blogs, Facebook, Twitter, and Tumblr, reading posts when I realized how some people are actually planning to spend a sad holiday.
My simple wish: May everyone be happy as I am today. Not that I am saying I am perfectly happy and that nothing cuts my way while cruising along the happy road once in a while because we know that reality makes that kind of life insuperably unattainable. I just focus on the positives and shrug off the not-so-positives. Say, your loved ones are in overseas and you dearly miss them, do the celebration with them over Skype. Ganon din yun kung tutuusin! Or if you do not have enough money for everyone’s gifts, give them the cheapest BUT useful thing you can get! Pag ginamit na nila ung gift, maaalala ka pa nila. If you’re in the SMP group, find something to be un-bitter about to get your mind off being single and broken-hearted on Christmas day. Besides, it is CHRISTMAS we are celebrating and not VALENTINE’S! So, c’mon people especially the younger ones, you should know that BEING EMO AIN’T ALWAYS COOL and there’s no such thing as BLUE Christmas. Don’t give in to peer-pressure!!! Sayang ang pasko eh, minsan lang yan nacecelebrate kada taon. Instead, read the line at the upper part of this page and repeat it a hundred times everytime you are at a low-ebb. “LIFE DOESN’T HAVE TO BE PERFECT TO BE WONDERFUL.” Yeah, a hundred times of that line will surely uplift your spirit. Or if your mind’s got tangled up, then thrice of it will do. Haha!
Well, ain’t it true? Ang sarap ulitin. Life doesn’t have to be perfect to be wonderful.
In view thereof, I am wishing everyone a TRULY merry Christmas. Let us enjoy the holidays! And may God always bless everyone.
at the UPLB Christmas Tree
THEY turned 30!
November 25, 2010Thank you for keeping the promises you made right in front of the altar 30 years ago, even if I was not there to witness it. Despite the significant incompatibility, you two could manage to be strong together, thus, you give us the basic comfort everyone wants and needs—a strong happy family.
We are never cheesy with each other and I know it would feel weird reading super kind and sweet lines from your Bunso. So I’ll just suddenly stop here. Haha!
Well, for everyone else, the following pictures being showcased are from the 4days 3nights trip (20-23Nov2010) we had in Cebu and Bohol to celebrate my parents’ wedding anniversary. It was our second time in these provinces, but on our first trip in 2006, Crown Regency was not yet constructed, which has the rides we were really dying to try. Another thing, we really love everything Bohol has to offer—people, places, and sceneries—so, it was not hard for us to decide if we shall visit a province we have not gone to before or if we shall just revisit… and now, I know for sure, this will not be the last time I would be in Cebu and Bohol.
"I have never set foot in Mindanao.."—NOT ANYMORE!
October 31, 2010I have been in so many parts of Luzon and some parts of Visayas, but never been in the largest island in our country. Until this week!
It was one of the “biglaang yayaan” of my boyfriend’s cousins. And so, isa isa na kaming nagpa-book! To Cagayan De Oro!
First adventure —White water rafting on Cagayan De Oro River, which I didn’t know is the boundary of CDO and Bukidnon (Hi to my Social Studies teachers in elementary! Blame it to my short-term memory! Haha.)
Then we savoured the food at Panagatan in Misamis Oriental, which was just a 145-peso taxi ride (one-way)from CDO. Panagatan, as its name suggests, is a seafood restaurant by the bay.
After our adventure (and dinner!) on water, we headed to Barangay Dahilayan, Bukidnon for an air adventure. Well, sort of! Hahaha!
I checked Mr. Google and got this ZipZone decsription fom ExploreCDO.com
“Dahilayan Adventure Park is famous for it’s longest dual zip zone consisting of dual carrying cables each 840 meters long from point to point, safety cable is also 840 meters long. Total length of cables is 2,460 meters. Elevation drop is 100 meters with estimated speed ranging from 60-100 KPH.”
So, only now I understood why it was such an awesome experience!!!
Just kilometers away from the ZipZone Park, we went straight to Del Monte Clubhouse to have a taste of their famous steaks! Yeah meeeeen, MEAT!
After several slabs of meat and a 10-pound weight gain, we toured the CDO’s city proper for some pasalubong! And when I say some, I mean 90 kilos of additional baggage weight on plane just cause of pasalubongs! Hahahaha! Well, it mostly contained 30 kilos of fruits, and I-don’t-know-how-much-kilo-of-pastel and CDO t-shirts! It’s always fun to turn the place upside down just to find the perfect pasalubong for your family and friends, even if it usually costs you much! And their appreciation, oh men, it is just priceless! It so feels nice to know they recognize the fact that you were thinking of them while you were away and while you were having fun! (Emo moment? Haha, sorry!)
Definitely, this getaway was uber exciting and greatly memorable! It was a 4-day delight and now, I can say “I have never set foot in Mindanao —no more!”
:D
Don’t wait until it’s too late.
October 17, 2010
Just sharing a story I stumbled upon on Facebook. Some say it’s Paulo Coelho’s.
This great story which i received through email, i am told, is from Paulo Coelho’s blog. Not my own story. sharing this to friends.
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.
SON: ‘Daddy, may I ask you a question?’
DAD: ‘Yeah sure, what is it?’ replied the man.
SON: ‘Daddy, how much do you make an hour?’
DAD: ‘That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?’ the man said angrily.
SON: ‘I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?’
DAD: ‘If you must know, I make 150 pesos an hour.’
SON: ‘Oh,’ the little boy replied, with his head down. SON: ‘Daddy, may I please borrow 75 pesos?’
The father was furious, ‘If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don’t work hard everyday for such childish frivolity’s.’
The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.
The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money? After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down , and started to think: Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that 75 pesos and he really didn’t ask for money very often.
The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door. ‘Are you asleep, son?’ He asked. ‘No daddy, I’m awake,’ replied the boy. ‘I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier’ said the man. ‘It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the 75 pesos you asked for.’ The little boy sat straight up, smiling. ‘Oh, thank you daddy!’ he yelled.
Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills. The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again. The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father. ‘Why do you want more money if you already have some?’ the father grumbled. ‘Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,’ the little boy replied.
‘Daddy, I have 150 pesos now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.’
The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
It’s just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.
Do remember to share that 150 pesos worth of your time with someone you love. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours… But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.
Uh-oh!
October 8, 2010“That’s why everyone hates you,
because of your f*cking attitude!!!”
-Michelle to Jon on Survivor Phils., Celebrity Showdown
If a romantic relationship has altered into something like Michelle and Jon’s, I believe, it’s time to end it. Too much drama kills. No one wants to die unhappy.
UAAP Season 73 Cheerdance Champs
September 12, 2010Sa mga nagtatanong kung bakit sunflower ang pompoms ng UP: Natatakot kasi kami na kainin ng zombies ang aming brains.
Thank you University of the Philippines Pep Squad, for yet giving us again the BRAGGING RIGHTS! Wag lang pag uusapan ang Men’s Basketball. Haha!
Could have been just another morning.
September 6, 2010
This morning, I rode a jeepney to my work, just like every other weekday morning in the past 10 months that I have been part of my current office. And just like each of those mornings, I take out my paperback, read it through the ride or sometimes, when I have offered myself only five hours of sleep or less the night before, I fall asleep in between the novel’s pages. This morning was a hangover of that five-hours-or-less sleep. I was in the middle of my nap when I was woken up by a strong bump on the jeepney I was riding. I immediately learnt that we hit the tail of another passenger jeep at Philcoa. The driver and his wife, who was the kundoktora, said that our vehicle’s brake failed to halt it. She was explaining while she gave out the balance of our fare. Great, I whispered. Although I am not sure if my voice was soft enough for a whisper because the girl at my left looked at me, as if wanting to tell me “I know, right? This sucks.”
I was able to get to another jeepney right after I claimed my fare balance. While I was sitting in a jeepney, my mind was wandering.
This day would be remembered by me because something unusual, something out of the ordinary happened. I tried to recall any other mornings I spent on the road going to work. In a week, I have got five days for work. The product times four weeks, and then its product times 10 months. Oh! Minus around 20 days for non-working and my self-declared holidays. Roughly, I already have 180 mornings and among those days, I would able to remember just less than 8 mornings, because probably, something unusual happened to those as well. Like when it was raining so hard that I felt my feet already soaked in water, inside my favor shoes that I just wanted to cry along with the clouds. Or when I suddenly turned illiterate and not able to read well the placard showing Ever/Libis/Rosario and not Libis/Gate1–which eventually lead me to several road turns and made me found myself walking at the pavement of a street unknown to me. 8 mornings. It is like our minds have black holes which suck in every idea that we do not frequently use or any
My mind reminded me of something, an idea I have read in one of the novels I finished on the road. If we cannot remember everything that we do or everything that happens to us, could it still be considered that it actually happened? And say, it did in fact happen, well, what is the point of going through the heap of experience if you are not to keep it at least in your own memory?
I now wonder what is the point of all the happiness and hassles in life. I asked the driver to pull over at Aurora, since I will be transferring to a Libis/Gate1 jeep to get to the office. By that time, my brain has stopped inquiring and I started to appreciate the fact that I, along with about 19 other passengers, almost died from an accident had our jeep cruised at a higher speed with its loose brake. I started appreciating the experience that we could have died in the middle of the Commonwealth Avenue which is not a fab place to die at. We are all still alive, free from bruise. I went on with my day not knowing if I would remember everything tomorrow and if there is something special that I should tattoo in my head so that I will not forget it. Nonetheless, I would certainly remember thanking God yet for keeping me safe despite the mishap.
Sa katatapos lang na hostage drama…
August 23, 2010Thank you pala kay Manong Driver. Imagine, kung hindi niya sinigaw na “Wala na, patay na lahat sa loob,” nung pinatakas siya, hindi pa gagalaw ung assault team palapit sa bus? Akalain mong fake info lang pala ang magpapalakas ng loob nila para sugurin si Mendoza! Muntik na tayong mag antay hanggang mag Ms. Universe!
I’m this shallow.
August 22, 2010
(his Facebook status on 19 August 2010)
Telling me you appreciate the simplest things I do for you gives me that great happy feeling. Learning that you let everyone know how much you do, like you are just so proud of me, gives me a greater kind of happiness. It’s like the feeling of a frolicsome kid in a toy store. Imagine the euphoria.
Me, asking.
August 21, 2010
Why don’t I pity the holdaper caught on video while he was brutally being “punished” by Pulis Maynila?
Despite the confirmation of his wife and relatives on national TV that he certainly lived an unlawful life and that he was convicted due to it several times already, everyone’s feelings are riveted only on the angle of torture and violation of his human rights. Hey, what about, how many innocent commuter had this holdaper stabbed for “free” wallets, phones, and purses? Has anyone on media cared to ask and report about it? I mean, didn’t that person disrespect and violate THE LAW? Just a reminder.
I understand that everyone is entitled to our constitution’s human rights and I don’t mean to offend the holdaper’s family (nor the human rights activists.) I know that they are having hard feelings about the torture and the killing thereafter. He is their loved one after all, we can expect nothing less from them but to react that way. But, come to think of it, if he had not violated any law, would he be in that situation in the first place? And if all of this did not happen—if he were not caught, not treated that way, and continued to live—would he have a good epiphany? Maybe not be contented with just being a holdaper and decide to find a decent source of income or perhaps just simply turn himself to God? Would his family be certain that he won’t go back lurking on streets, waiting for some victims? Would he be back praying instead of preying?
A question goes for his family as well, have they asked themselves if they actually did something to make the man change for the better which would have somehow prevented the incident from happening? Or did they just applaud him each time he brought home good food in spite of the knowledge where it actually came from?
Again, I’m just asking.
Likely, not so many would be happy with what I am pointing out here on my entry, because at the end of the day, everyone’s being maka-Diyos at makatao. And believe me, I am that as well. On the other hand, I am just being rational and I always believe all stories have good and bad side. And with this “torture story”, it’s like I don’t see any other side. Tell me again please… Why should I pity this criminal?
Dengue-free!
August 20, 2010Natakot ako bigla while watching TV Patrol kanina. Basta, ang mga narinig ko lang, puro LAGNAT, DENGUE, WALANG NAKITANG SYMPTOMS, STAGE 3, NAMATAY.
WOW!
And since, matindi-tinding lagnat ang naramdaman ko kahapon, ayun, ginising ko ang nagpapahinga kong nanay at humarurot kami agad paputang hospital!
We just got home and thank God, negative ako sa dengue.
Now I can have goodnight sleep! Be safe, everyone! 
Way too cool!
August 16, 2010
So I made myself believe that it was puppy love and not love as in luuuuurrrrvvvvveeeee! It’s okay, I can move on. Although it will take some time…
So yeah, these lens tumblers are way too cool. Ergo, way too pricey!
…and too not worth it for me. But still, gotta give it to the person who produced these. Awesome, awesome idea!
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July 24, 2010Just 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!
July 20, 2010
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!
