sa ilang beses kong pagkanta sa harap ng maraming tao, lagi akong pumapalpak. kahit pala sa pagsasayaw.
last friday, dahil sa isang activity sa office, napilitan akong sumayaw. well, kung tutuusin, hindi naman din gaanong nagpumilit si audrey. pumayag na rin ako. ang totoo kasi niyan, enjoy ako sa pagsasayaw. yun nga lang, kulang ako sa talent dun. sa tingin ko naman e hindi ako mukhang tanga kapag nagsasayaw. well, minsan lang pala. pero most of the time, hindi naman. pero hindi ko rin masasabing magaling akong sumayaw. hindi tulad nina pogs, irish at christa. at dun sa pagsasayaw namin, nalaman kong marami pala akong officemates na magagaling sumayaw. si sol, si joey, si lancer, si tati, si jesse, si choy... ang dami nila!
sa totoo lang, nahirapan din akong mag-memorize nung kakapiranggot na sayaw namin. sa lagay na yun, pinadali na nga ni christa yung mga steps namin. nakakatawa nga ako kasi bago nung presentation namin, pina-practice ko siya talaga. kunwari, kapag nag-aantay ako sa pila ng fx pauwi, ginagawa ko yung steps sa utak ko. syempre, may konting galaw ng paa at balikat. tapos, lagi ko na lang naiisip yung mga kantang ginagamit namin. sabi ko nga sa sarili ko, wag lang akong magkalat ok na ako.
actually, hindi ko alam kung nagkalat ako o hindi. basta marami akong nakalimutang steps. pero feeling ko naman, marami sa amin din ang nakalimot. sabihin na rin nating malaking kahihiyan yung ginawa ko (hindi ko na lang isasama ang mga officemates kong sumayaw kasi baka naman maayos ang pagsayaw nila --- hindi ko na sila pinapansin habang sumasayaw sa harap). pero ok na rin. yun nga lang, baka dalawang taon na ulit bago mo ako mapasayaw ulit ng ganun.
Sunday, May 22, 2005
Wednesday, May 18, 2005
summer surprise
the post below should have been here days ago but due to sickness (a.k.a. laziness), it took me a while to get something written...
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i was walking back to the office via the makati walkway, sweating profusely because of the summer heat. as i was wiping away the sweat off my face when i heard someone call my name. putting my glasses on, it took me just a moment to recognize where the voice came from.
kuya aids!
the last time i saw him was during our aots graduation and it has been a while (almost five years now). we immediately started talking and updating each other on what's going on in our lives and with our friends' lives (syempre pa, e mga tsismoso kami). as usual, time was just too short (as we needed to go back to our respective offices). we did promise to keep in touch, however. so hopefully, it will not take us another five years to see each other again.
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i was walking back to the office via the makati walkway, sweating profusely because of the summer heat. as i was wiping away the sweat off my face when i heard someone call my name. putting my glasses on, it took me just a moment to recognize where the voice came from.
kuya aids!
the last time i saw him was during our aots graduation and it has been a while (almost five years now). we immediately started talking and updating each other on what's going on in our lives and with our friends' lives (syempre pa, e mga tsismoso kami). as usual, time was just too short (as we needed to go back to our respective offices). we did promise to keep in touch, however. so hopefully, it will not take us another five years to see each other again.
Tuesday, May 10, 2005
i need a dream interpreter
i had a weird dream last night. i dreamt of this guy (let's call him X) whom i already know. fragments of the dream are already hazy and i don't remember the details but i distinctly recall us planning to get married. we were just going to have a civil wedding and he asked me if i was okay with it. i told him that i was a bit disappointed since that was not what i imagined my wedding to be but it's ok. (for some reason, we needed to get married right away --- but i am sure i was not pregnant in my dream --- hehehe!). then, i think there was a time that X thought that i didn't want to go through with the wedding that i had to tell him i was and that everything was ok between us. but for some reason, i think he was not convinced or thought that we should not get married and the wedding was called off. i, together with my mom, went to their house to talk to his family but they were really angry at me about the wedding being called off.
then i woke up.
the story might not be weird and may even be possible in the real world. but what is puzzling me about it is that i'm not the least attracted to the guy! i know X and he knows me and there have been instances when we talked and joked around. but no sparks, no fireworks, pffft... nothing. so how come my mind is conjuring up these things while i am asleep?
then i woke up.
the story might not be weird and may even be possible in the real world. but what is puzzling me about it is that i'm not the least attracted to the guy! i know X and he knows me and there have been instances when we talked and joked around. but no sparks, no fireworks, pffft... nothing. so how come my mind is conjuring up these things while i am asleep?
Monday, May 09, 2005
goodbye, prof
last sunday, i received a shocking news from myn via sms:
doc araneta was one beloved teacher in up eee. he might have had a reputation of being a "terror" but outside of the class, he was very easy to talk to. he had a ready smile for everyone.
i remember very clearly our family was invited to go out of town. my parents were persuading me to go but i adamantly refused saying that i had to attend doc araneta's class. you see, doc araneta always checks the attendance. and i still believe, up to this day, this is the only thing that saved me from a failing mark.
no matter how hard i studied or how prepared i think i am i always get lost when i am faced with doc araneta's exam. my scores range from 30 to 40 out of a 100. always. but you don't really know how much you need to pass doc araneta's class. and so, with a prayer and your complete attendance as weapons, you may actually pass. just like i did.
it's a sad sad day for the up engineering community to lose someone like doc araneta. moreso, for his family. i hope it's consolation for them that he is dearly loved and will be sorely missed.
Dr Araneta just passed away due to an accident. His body will lie at d UP chapel. Pls pray 4 his soul.
doc araneta was one beloved teacher in up eee. he might have had a reputation of being a "terror" but outside of the class, he was very easy to talk to. he had a ready smile for everyone.
i remember very clearly our family was invited to go out of town. my parents were persuading me to go but i adamantly refused saying that i had to attend doc araneta's class. you see, doc araneta always checks the attendance. and i still believe, up to this day, this is the only thing that saved me from a failing mark.
no matter how hard i studied or how prepared i think i am i always get lost when i am faced with doc araneta's exam. my scores range from 30 to 40 out of a 100. always. but you don't really know how much you need to pass doc araneta's class. and so, with a prayer and your complete attendance as weapons, you may actually pass. just like i did.
it's a sad sad day for the up engineering community to lose someone like doc araneta. moreso, for his family. i hope it's consolation for them that he is dearly loved and will be sorely missed.
Thursday, May 05, 2005
ilocos
dubbed as the "boracay of the north", pagudpud is a stretch of white sand beach in the ilocos region. though the sands of pagudpud is not as powdery fine as boracay, you would appreciate its facade as it is not as commercialized as its visayan counterpart.
before we reached the beautiful shores of pagudpud, we travelled for seven hours from manila to vigan. after a hearty breakfast of longganisa (jollibee's and not vigan longganisa as we hoped), we started walking through the stone path that characterizes the old city in the north. the excitement when we got off from the bus could not sustain us for long and soon enough our feet were aching. everybody took the opportunity to ride the kalesa to go sight-seeing. we first went to the bell tower in the next town --- we saw the whole of vigan atop the tower. then off we went to the house of father jose burgos which was converted to a museum. we didn't have enough time after that so we just passed by some other places in vigan aboard the kalesa. after that, it was time to say goodbye to vigan and hello to laoag.
the cua residence in laoag was a welcome sight for all of us, much more so the food that was readily prepared at the table. after filling our stomachs with ilocos' special vigan longganisa, everyone's enthusiasm was restored. our first stop was paoay church, the oldest church in the country. we were a bit disappointed to see that we just missed the time when it is open so we just contented ourselves in taking pictures outside. after that, we went to malacanang of the north, the place where the late president marcos and his family stays when they were in ilocos. the place was still beautiful eventhough some areas were not fully maintained anymore. and the view from the balcony of paoay lake was simply breathtaking! and since the real reason why we went all the way from manila to the north was to go to the beach, we proceeded to currimao. we first went to the coral beach, where everyone dipped their feet into the cool water except me! (more on that later.*) we decided to go to currimao beach to get the rest of their bodies (and my feet) immersed in the water. it was a great way to end the day with the sunset as our background.
at this point, everyone was tired and ready to call it a day. the guys were actually excited to go out since they wanted to go to the casino but their spirits were dampened when we said they could go on their own. but einstein's mom persuaded us to go to fort ilocandia and so off we went again, with tintin craving for ice cream and rose, for cake. fort ilocandia was a big resort with everything that one might need to entertain themselves. there's a gym, a pool, a casino, a karaoke bar, a sports bar, a cafe and the beach, of course. well, i would imagine it does not come cheap either.
the next day, we heard mass early at a nearby church. returning home, we found the rest of the folks awake and after another hearty meal, off we went to pagudpud. in the middle of the long ride, we decided to go beyond pagudpud and head for patapat bridge first. i couldn't remember why this was a famous bridge but the view of the sea was fantastic so we did not let the opportunity to pose in front of the camera slip by. a long ride back, we finally arrived in pagudpud at around noon. eventhough the sun was shining full blast, we went on a banca and headed to a more secluded part of the beach. the one great thing about pagudpud is the crystal clear water. i finally got my chance to swim in the cool waters of ilocos. alas, time flew by and we had to go back home. on the way, we stopped by the lighthouse and took more pictures of the breathtaking sea. soon, we were packing our bags and our loads of pasalubong and heading back to manila.
it was a tiring trip, with around 19 hours of travel from manila to pagudpud and back but the trip was well worth it. ilocos is definitely a place to visit!
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*i was going through my things while packing for currimao when i realized that i left my bathing suit back home! *pok* i was kicking myself for leaving the one important thing that i need for the beach. good thing i packed a sleeveless shirt and a pair of shorts "just in case". when we were ready to go, i reached inside my bag to check if my slippers were there. and when i felt the plastic bag at the bottom of my bag, i thought i was good to go. stupid me. the plastic bag contained my after sun gel (something we "inherited" from art) and no rubber slippers. and since currimao coral beach would strip my feet raw if i attempted to walk barefoot, i was not able to enjoy the coral beach. (still kicking myself for the stupidity).
before we reached the beautiful shores of pagudpud, we travelled for seven hours from manila to vigan. after a hearty breakfast of longganisa (jollibee's and not vigan longganisa as we hoped), we started walking through the stone path that characterizes the old city in the north. the excitement when we got off from the bus could not sustain us for long and soon enough our feet were aching. everybody took the opportunity to ride the kalesa to go sight-seeing. we first went to the bell tower in the next town --- we saw the whole of vigan atop the tower. then off we went to the house of father jose burgos which was converted to a museum. we didn't have enough time after that so we just passed by some other places in vigan aboard the kalesa. after that, it was time to say goodbye to vigan and hello to laoag.
the cua residence in laoag was a welcome sight for all of us, much more so the food that was readily prepared at the table. after filling our stomachs with ilocos' special vigan longganisa, everyone's enthusiasm was restored. our first stop was paoay church, the oldest church in the country. we were a bit disappointed to see that we just missed the time when it is open so we just contented ourselves in taking pictures outside. after that, we went to malacanang of the north, the place where the late president marcos and his family stays when they were in ilocos. the place was still beautiful eventhough some areas were not fully maintained anymore. and the view from the balcony of paoay lake was simply breathtaking! and since the real reason why we went all the way from manila to the north was to go to the beach, we proceeded to currimao. we first went to the coral beach, where everyone dipped their feet into the cool water except me! (more on that later.*) we decided to go to currimao beach to get the rest of their bodies (and my feet) immersed in the water. it was a great way to end the day with the sunset as our background.
at this point, everyone was tired and ready to call it a day. the guys were actually excited to go out since they wanted to go to the casino but their spirits were dampened when we said they could go on their own. but einstein's mom persuaded us to go to fort ilocandia and so off we went again, with tintin craving for ice cream and rose, for cake. fort ilocandia was a big resort with everything that one might need to entertain themselves. there's a gym, a pool, a casino, a karaoke bar, a sports bar, a cafe and the beach, of course. well, i would imagine it does not come cheap either.
the next day, we heard mass early at a nearby church. returning home, we found the rest of the folks awake and after another hearty meal, off we went to pagudpud. in the middle of the long ride, we decided to go beyond pagudpud and head for patapat bridge first. i couldn't remember why this was a famous bridge but the view of the sea was fantastic so we did not let the opportunity to pose in front of the camera slip by. a long ride back, we finally arrived in pagudpud at around noon. eventhough the sun was shining full blast, we went on a banca and headed to a more secluded part of the beach. the one great thing about pagudpud is the crystal clear water. i finally got my chance to swim in the cool waters of ilocos. alas, time flew by and we had to go back home. on the way, we stopped by the lighthouse and took more pictures of the breathtaking sea. soon, we were packing our bags and our loads of pasalubong and heading back to manila.
it was a tiring trip, with around 19 hours of travel from manila to pagudpud and back but the trip was well worth it. ilocos is definitely a place to visit!
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*i was going through my things while packing for currimao when i realized that i left my bathing suit back home! *pok* i was kicking myself for leaving the one important thing that i need for the beach. good thing i packed a sleeveless shirt and a pair of shorts "just in case". when we were ready to go, i reached inside my bag to check if my slippers were there. and when i felt the plastic bag at the bottom of my bag, i thought i was good to go. stupid me. the plastic bag contained my after sun gel (something we "inherited" from art) and no rubber slippers. and since currimao coral beach would strip my feet raw if i attempted to walk barefoot, i was not able to enjoy the coral beach. (still kicking myself for the stupidity).
Tuesday, April 19, 2005
i should start screaming
i cry when i am pissed. it's probably the way my body releases the pent up negative energy that i try to keep bottled up. sometimes, i even try not to cry. although, i very seldom succeed in doing that.
obviously, i am not a confrontational person. as much as i can, i try not to stir up arguments eventhough sometimes it's the right way, or even the only way to go. i guess i've always seen confrontations as a point of no return. once you've said something, you cannot take it back. and the scars that the argument leaves tarnishes the relationship you have.
i know, i know... arguments are a part of any relationship. i just never got used to it. even when i was young, i would often just cry in a corner and never speak up. i am very outspoken when it comes to my opinions as long as they are never directed to someone.
my aunt has said, too many times before, that the probable reason why our maternal grandmother suffered from alzheimer's is that she kept her feelings bottled inside and thought too much. so now i am wondering... in the distant future, will i walk the same path as her?
obviously, i am not a confrontational person. as much as i can, i try not to stir up arguments eventhough sometimes it's the right way, or even the only way to go. i guess i've always seen confrontations as a point of no return. once you've said something, you cannot take it back. and the scars that the argument leaves tarnishes the relationship you have.
i know, i know... arguments are a part of any relationship. i just never got used to it. even when i was young, i would often just cry in a corner and never speak up. i am very outspoken when it comes to my opinions as long as they are never directed to someone.
my aunt has said, too many times before, that the probable reason why our maternal grandmother suffered from alzheimer's is that she kept her feelings bottled inside and thought too much. so now i am wondering... in the distant future, will i walk the same path as her?
Monday, April 18, 2005
back home
yes, you can blame it on my overactive imagination.
i was waiting with pearly in chubby china when eden called to tell me they were lost. i told them to just stay where they are and that i was coming over to get them all the while thinking if my guess was right. i was half expecting to see her boyfriend with her when... mommy bhing comes out from behind the plants! i was so happy and excited to see mommy bhing, i couldn't help but squeal! :)
welcome home, mommy!
i was waiting with pearly in chubby china when eden called to tell me they were lost. i told them to just stay where they are and that i was coming over to get them all the while thinking if my guess was right. i was half expecting to see her boyfriend with her when... mommy bhing comes out from behind the plants! i was so happy and excited to see mommy bhing, i couldn't help but squeal! :)
welcome home, mommy!
Friday, April 15, 2005
anticipation
i'll be seeing my friends from my old company in a few minutes and i am very much excited. first off, art and pearls will be formally announcing their wedding plans to the group. i am still working on my surprise which actually caused me to sleep at 1:30 in the morning today. but all is well... i really did not care about the lack of sleep because i'm sooo used to it anyway. second, eden is announcing something. my first thought was she's going to be introducing her boyfriend to the group but this is always my first thought when a friend wants to "announce something". then other thoughts came into my mind that got me doubting my initial hunch. but then i got to talk to her for a while in ym that had me thinking that she's indeed going to introduce someone. she even said i'd be happy about it. hmmm... new thoughts coming to my over-active imagination. and then i got to read her latest post... and... OH MY GOOOOD!!! is that it??? woooohoooo!!! :)
Tuesday, April 12, 2005
on crushes
we were in one of our breaktime moods yesterday when the topic of relationships came to the picture. sarah and sol, both asked me at one point what i wanted in a guy. well, if they told me i could go on and on with my list and they had the whole afternoon to listen then maybe i would've told them. but the truth is, i never had a "type". i mean, my crushes did not come from the same mold. i actually think they are very diverse. in retrospect though, i think the one thing they had in common was that i had a very easy time talking to them. i told sol and sarah that i didn't want to be working too hard to keep a conversation with a person --- like knowing the latest technology or needing to read the newspaper everyday to keep up with the current events. nor do i like someone who is dimwitted. and all of my past crushes were somewhere in between.
in the middle of our conversation, i told them that i was over the period wherein i was feeling sorry for myself not having a boyfriend. admittedly, i sometimes think about it once in a while, wondering if and when that person will come into my life but it doesn't bother me as much as it did before. the thought lingers in my mind for a second or two and goes flitting to something else.
i even miss having a crush. that giddy, heady feeling you have when you see that person or when he smiles at you or even when you just think of him in the middle of the day. i don't have that now. and truthfully, i sometimes wish i had a crush on somebody in the office --- so i'd get inspired to go to work everyday. hehehehe! :)
in the middle of our conversation, i told them that i was over the period wherein i was feeling sorry for myself not having a boyfriend. admittedly, i sometimes think about it once in a while, wondering if and when that person will come into my life but it doesn't bother me as much as it did before. the thought lingers in my mind for a second or two and goes flitting to something else.
i even miss having a crush. that giddy, heady feeling you have when you see that person or when he smiles at you or even when you just think of him in the middle of the day. i don't have that now. and truthfully, i sometimes wish i had a crush on somebody in the office --- so i'd get inspired to go to work everyday. hehehehe! :)
Wednesday, April 06, 2005
in memoriam --- karol jozef wojtyla
if there was ever a time that i would want to be very good in expressing what i have in mind, that would be now. i so want to be able to create something that is befitting this great great man, a person who has been an true inspiration and spiritual leader. but even if i do come up with something quite extraordinary (which i doubt), it would still not be enough to honor him. the only thing i am sure of is that every word here comes from my heart...
the only time i ever got to see him in person was in 1995, when he came to the philippines for the tenth world youth day. and that is a memory i will cherish for life.
pope john paul II was the only pope i knew. and though i never got the chance to be near him, he has always been an inspiration to me. i realize that now. i believe he has had a profound impact on the lives of many many people, not just catholics.
i could not even begin to express the sorrow that i felt when i learned that he passed away. i knew at the back of my mind that this day would surely come. i just didn't realize that it would come so soon.
the night before he died, i said a prayer. i think it is one of the most heartfelt and sincerest prayers that i have ever said. i asked the Lord to make him well. i asked the Lord to give him strength. but after a while, my prayer changed.
"Your will be done."
as i was walking home a couple of days back, i said a prayer to the pope --- believing that he is in heaven with the Lord. i asked him to guide the cardinals that would choose his successor, that whoever they choose would be worthy. i asked him to intercede for us and pray not just for our country, but for the whole world. i asked him to look after us and that i know this would be an easy task for him as he has been doing this for a long time already.
even as i write this, i have to stop myself from crying with the sense of loss that i feel. but i also believe that the reason that this is so is because he has already done his life mission. and that is why he has been called back to be with God once again.
goodbye, pope john paul II. we love you! you will forever be in our hearts.
the only time i ever got to see him in person was in 1995, when he came to the philippines for the tenth world youth day. and that is a memory i will cherish for life.
pope john paul II was the only pope i knew. and though i never got the chance to be near him, he has always been an inspiration to me. i realize that now. i believe he has had a profound impact on the lives of many many people, not just catholics.
i could not even begin to express the sorrow that i felt when i learned that he passed away. i knew at the back of my mind that this day would surely come. i just didn't realize that it would come so soon.
the night before he died, i said a prayer. i think it is one of the most heartfelt and sincerest prayers that i have ever said. i asked the Lord to make him well. i asked the Lord to give him strength. but after a while, my prayer changed.
"Your will be done."
as i was walking home a couple of days back, i said a prayer to the pope --- believing that he is in heaven with the Lord. i asked him to guide the cardinals that would choose his successor, that whoever they choose would be worthy. i asked him to intercede for us and pray not just for our country, but for the whole world. i asked him to look after us and that i know this would be an easy task for him as he has been doing this for a long time already.
even as i write this, i have to stop myself from crying with the sense of loss that i feel. but i also believe that the reason that this is so is because he has already done his life mission. and that is why he has been called back to be with God once again.
goodbye, pope john paul II. we love you! you will forever be in our hearts.
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