Friday, July 07, 2006

RAIN

I had to take a pause last night on my way to the terminal to take it all in.

The smell of the freshly bathed asphalt after a sudden downpour, the raindrops that find me in the mild drizzle that followed, the rustling leaves of the trees that line up benavidez, the distant but still audible howling of the wind, the woman with her blue umbrella and black 2-inch pumps scurrying along pass the men who find refuge in mini-stop and doughnuts, the icky feeling of my slippers absorbing the dirty rainwater puddle that i brilliantly unconsciously chose to stand on despite the dry land that neighbors it 2 inches to its left, the entire gloomy, grey, gotham city aura of makati.

I was standing on X and I was happy.

My geads I really lurveeee the rain!

Sana I have moments like that everyday. Even if it lasts for only 10 seconds. Even if it's followed by an overcrowded shuttle ride, the cancellation of an order after I've bought all the ingredients, and the gas running out in the middle of baking. Because it is these 10 fast, fleeting seconds that take our breath away and make us feel truly alive in a lifetime of an otherwise mundane existence. And not because it is pregnant with meaning and purpose, but because in those ten seconds, you dont need one.


"Anyone who says sunshine brings happiness has never danced in the rain”

i got this quote from jenni's blog, and i love it. The last time I played in the rain was in majayjay with my chums. Wait let me find a picture. Okay, never mind, I'm so fat pala there. But anyway, I lurveeeeeeeeeeee the rain. Tapos gigi wanted to wash na her hair since we were drenched anyway, but as soon as she lathered up, finish na the rain. So she just played volleyball with shampoo in her hair. Hee hee. So funny. okay fine, i will post it na nga.















And i also found this other quote which will be my mantra from now on in all other aspects in my life.

"The best thing one can do when it's raining is to let it rain.”

Thursday, July 06, 2006

INGRID! and CISV

I already heard a lot about her before I even knew what she looked like. Riya constantly talked about her and their adventures in India. So when riya told me that Ingrid was going to be the leader of the norwegian delegation again when it was my turn to go, I knew it was going to be a great camp.

Jenny (the british leader) and I took our day off with Ingrid. And since she's been there before, she knew exactly where to take us. She brought us to this wonderful place where they sold traditional indian shoes. She took us around downtown lucknow in search of various pasalubongs and stuff. She took us to this pub where these two old and drunk indian men tried to chat us up (and while we said yes to free drinks, we said no to everything else.) She took us to Aryan restaurant which, without question, gave me my best taste of indian food yet.

Ingrid can sing tong tong tong tong pakitong kitong off the top of her head, not one syllable mispronounced. She insisted that my kids call her tita. She had the most infectious laugh and gave the tightest hugs. She was mortified of mice and cried several times in camp when this one little one we called pinky ocassionally dropped by quite nonchalantly in the middle of our meetings.

She rode the camel with me and we both screamed like little girls when the poor animal stood up to take us around the football field.

She also has the most beautiful skin I have ever seen.

Her delegation was the first to leave camp. On her last night, I went with her to say good night to the kids and watched her sing norwegian lullabies until they all cried themselves to sleep.

She's just really an all-around amazing person.

And she's coming to the Philippines in December.

Woooo Hoooooo!!!!! I'm so excited.


me and ingrid. woooo hoooo!!!!!











****

anyway, all this talk about ingrid has suddenly made me miss camp.

Every night, we would all gather around the lullaby room and well sing lullabies. (Hoy joel stop rolling your eyes!!!) Anyway, we dont sing naman twinkle twinkle noh, we sing nice songs naman. Favorites were yesterday, leaving on a jet plane, and for some reason, Hotel California.

This song was one of my favorites :-), I will sing it now.


TIME OF YOUR LIFE


Another turning point;
a fork stuck in the road.

Time grabs you by the wrist;
directs you where to go.



So make the best of this test
and don't ask why.

It's not a question
but a lesson learned in time.




It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.




So take the photographs
and still frames in your mind.

Hang it on a shelf
In good health and good time.




Tattoos of memories
and dead skin on trial.

For what it's worth,
it was worth all the while.



It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.




It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.


It's something unpredictable
but in the end it's right.
I hope you had the time of your life.

Friday, June 30, 2006

Nay, Tay,



Maraming salamat po sa tinatawag nating genes.

Nagmamahal,
inyong mga supling

Wednesday, June 28, 2006

goodbye eddie



Say hi to carolina for me.

Monday, June 26, 2006

Limang araw, walang juice!

Let's review my last week shall we;

5 days
8 events
7 of which I managed and emceed
3 in pasay
2 in cebu
1 each in olongapo, paranaque, and manila
2 regional reports submitted to Hong Kong

and that was just for 1 client

I have 2 more.

I dont know how to describe the state that I was in at the end of the week accurately so suffice it to say that i was drained to the deepest recesses of my bone marrows. Tuyo't na tuyo't at walang katas at sabor.

Buti nalang may perks rin... birthdays of 3 people I love dearly (happy birthday adi, mama and bobby), a new life for a friend whose despedida I slept through (sorry carmen and rock the u.s. good), 30 hours of sleep over the weekend, and 5 episodes of prison break.

Hindi pa rin naman balanse ang good sa bad noh, pero im okay na rin.

Kasi sometime soon, ayan na ang silver lining after the storm, ang bright light at the end of the tunnel, ang rainbow after the rain, ang window na bubuksan ni lord after the closing of a door, ang grand landing of the majestic eagle.

Kaya ba ni ets?

Saturday, June 17, 2006

I AM NOT WHAT I DO!

an accounts person should:

1. be organized.
2. be time-conscious.
3. care enough to anticipate client's requirements.
4. give a shit about whether the brand is as big as it should be.

I:

1. am not.
2. really am not.
3. do not.
4. really do not.

It begs the question; what am i doing here?

Friday, June 16, 2006

sa itim, sa puti, sa abo.

Last night, while baking my wonderful flourless chocolate cake, i caught bits and pieces of a che-che lazaro feature on the Legenda case.

Legenda is the biggest hotel and casino chain in Subic Bay. It is owned and operated by a malaysian company and managed by this bald and very ma-amo looking non-Filipino (not sure if malaysian or singaporean or korean but definitely not filipino and definitely reminds me a little of pat morita - sumalangit nawa.)

Anyway, last april i think it was, PAGCOR closed them down because of non-payment of taxes since 2001. That's 5 years of operating a business in my country without giving my government what is due them. Thats 5 years of duping us under the pretense of being "lugi" when your bacharrat and poker tables were never empty even on stormy tuesday nights. Thats 5 years that I've been working my fat ass off so i can give my fair share to better this country and you did not.

Mali ka don Legenda. Maling-mali.

Pero teka muna.

Around 500 employees displaced? 500 employees with families depending on them?

BAH --- 500 is a small number compared to what their back taxes can do to our economy. They're casualties of war I thought. We cant win big if we're not willing to lose a little. Right? right.

But damn this che-che with her fair and balanced reporting. She introduces us to two of these 500. Both are women who were dealers at Legenda. Both the breadwinner of their families. Both have mouths to feed and children to send to school. Both now jobless, pesoless and getting more and more hopeless each day the casino stays closed.

In an ideal world, Legenda, who of course claims to be completely innocent of any wrong doing and who is in fact asserting the benefit of their existence by promoting local tourism and economy in Subic Bay, would pay PAGCOR and the government what they should and all these 500 peeps will go back to work and their children back to school.

But it's not an ideal world.

Either Legenda stand their ground and wins and the Philippines will be 300 million pesos poorer for it. Or they stay closed and we have to add 500 to the unemployed millions who are desperating looking for non-exixtent jobs in a struggling economy.

Itim pa rin eh. Pero parang umaabo na rin.

****

Sabi ni house md (who rocks by the way),

"WE ARE WHO PEOPLE THINK WE ARE. REALITY IS IRRELEVANT."

To his employees, this pat morita-ish manager is fighting for their right to survive. He meets with them every night, knows them by name, and reassures them that he will not give up the casino so they can keep on living. He is a hero.

To the rest of us Filipinos, he is an opportunistic foreigner who exploits our resources and does not have the decency to pay for it. He lies and manipulates to get the better end of the deal. He is a thief.

I'm sure he is somewhere in the middle. A combination of everyone's idea of who he is. A hero, a thief, and a pat morita clone. But like house said, reality is irrelevant. Everything is really just perception.

******

Okay, since i was baking while listening to cheche, im not sure sa figures.

******

Flourless chocolate cake available at compulsive eaters for only 380.00. order na.

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

I LOVE DOGS!

Around ten years ago, I told someone (jenni i think) that I would be happier if I gave birth to a litter of boxer pups than human babies. If that had happened, I wouldn't have been freaked out. Wouldnt have complained or anything. I would have just assumed that God loved me enough to give me that extra bucket of happiness that only dogs can give.




I recently read an article about a new hybrid of a pug (love pugs) and a beagle (LOVE beagles) christened PUGGLE.

God how cute noh.






When I told my brother bob about it, he told me about this other hybrid of a labrador and a poodle christened LABRADOODLE.




Slight mixed emotions ako dito. I need to meet an actual labradoodle first before i can have a solid opinion of them cos baka lang hindi sila photogenic.


And then, home came pats with his story of a dog with narcolepsy. Narcoleptic dogs - wow. Never have I felt so sad and laughed so hard at the same time. Well, at least, laughed so hard since guy goma.


rusty the dachshundand for the more heart-breaking
skeeter the poodle

And yesterday, I had lunch with riya, therese and jali when in came this bit of trivia (thanks to pretty jali) that the basenji does not bark.

Well color me purple and call me bruce (ha?!? - basta rumide ka nalang) but momma, if a dawg don't bark, would ya still call 'em dawgs?

Ay ewan. Hemingway, eto sya.

Basenji



They don't bark. They growl, they yoddle, and they crow but no barking. ha?!? since all the dog im exposed to right now is the very barky slugger - this is really amazing.

I love these creatures!!!!!!!!

Okay God, you know that thing i said to jenni and repeated again in this blog, feel free to take me up on that.

***

In a related matter (related to promise), my good friend from law school proposed to his girlfriend last christmas.

Here's how he did it.

Christmas eve, he gave her a stuffed toy na dog.

New years eve or day or sometime thereafter, he gave her a ring with this pablo-neruda-must-be-kicking-himself-in-the-head-for-not-coming-up-with-it-himself-proposal.

are you ready for it?

here goes.

"last christmas, i gave you man's best friend. Tonight, I will give you a girl's best friend."

Naiyak yung girl. meron akong feeling na not because of love.

Thursday, June 01, 2006

Why oh why do I keep doing this to myself?

1. I haven't eaten anything with a face since January 3, 2005. Thats two days short of a year and a half of, if you know me, impressive self-control. And yet why can't I seem to train myself to stop eating when im puking-level full na. Kailangan pa bang kumain pa kung dumating ka na sa point na tapikin ka lang sa likod eh susuka ka na. Hindi na diba? Eh bakit hindi ko kayang tumigil? Ilang beses ko na rin tong pinagdaanan. Ilang beses ko na rin tong pinagsisihan. Natututo ba ako? hindi. HINDI!

2. I have 3 major delivarables and 1 pitch presentation on monday. Naumpisihan ko na ba ang trabaho? Syempre hindi pa. So malamang, mamayang gabi, hindi na naman ako makakatulog sa kaba.

***

Ayoko na talaga maging ganito. Mamamatay ako ng maaga sa ganitong buhay eh. Busog na nga, kabado pa.

Monday, May 29, 2006

Apparently...

slugger hates children.

I miss carolina.

Friday, May 26, 2006

There is a land called Passiva Aggressiva...

... and you are its mayor.

-Patrick Dempsey as McDreamy-




Grey's Anatomy. I love this show. It's funny. It's smart. It's honest. It's painful. I just cant get enough of it.






And, of course, this one here.

Tuesday, May 23, 2006

okay.

i'm gonna say it this once because it has to be said. and then i will bury it in my subconscious again and pretend its not true.

i miss being in love.

there. it's said.

and i have a feeling that the reason why i miss it these days is because of this guy. because i really really really love him.



Tuesday, May 09, 2006

So why don't you leave already?

exactly.

don't call me unnationalistic, don't call me an ingrate, don't call me a traitor to my country and don't call me an escapist. i want to leave. i've been wanting to leave since the day i found out that the world is so much bigger than isabela. i'm not leaving in search of greener pastures, i just want to see all the pastures out there - green, red, snow-covered.

okay, let me rephrase that.

it's not that i want to leave, i just really really really want to go somewhere else.

i want to ride a camel and see the pyramids of giza,
i want to ride a gondola and smell the waters of venice,
i want to play poker in a casino in monaco,
i want to party in ibiza and look for colin firth in london,
i want to avoid the landmines of vietnam and pose a-la lara croft in angkor wat,
i want to rapel down that clift in palawan and climb up mt. pulag

i want to be somewhere else. and when i get there, i know i will want to be someplace else again.

so why dont i leave already?

exactly.

Note to self: be a doer ets. enough talk. lets do.

Tuesday, May 02, 2006

eh ang saken lang naman

hindi lahat ng away pinapatulan
hindi lahat ng opinyon kailangan isigaw sa mundo
hindi lahat ng opinyon na taliwas sa yo eh kailangan batiin ng asim
baka may matutunan kang iba o makaintindi ka lalo kung shumut-up ka muna at makinig
at kung nakikinig ka muna bago mag-react, baka hindi ka ganyan kataba,
masyado ka kasing umi-eat your words eh

minsan kasi, okay na ang okay lang

in other words, wag masyadong masikip ang bra.

relax lang man.

relax lang.

Thursday, April 27, 2006

Seasons of sweat (in collaboration with mamu, inspired by leoy)


to all pinoys who are frying under the philippine sun, sing with me now


525,600 celsius
525,000 people who sweat
525,000 different odors
from people sweating and looking all wet

In greenbelt
In landmark
In sm or even glori
In churches
in kalyes
like shaw boulevard

In MRTs
In LRTs
And even in PNBs
In banyos
In bancos
in our muslim brother's mosques

525,600 celsius
how do you measure the heat in this land?

what about hemps?
what about hemps?
what about hemps?
people with hemps
people with hemps
people with hemps

Wednesday, April 26, 2006

Monday, April 24, 2006

A sunday with mommie

Sometimes we forget that people are more than the labels they wear in our lives. That mothers are more than mothers and aunts are more than their sisters. That they lived in interesting times with far more remarkable stories to tell. And that sometimes, the best way to spend a hot Sunday afternoon is to listen to them.

**
Ets:
How did Abuela know that lolo was cheating on her?

Mama:
It was a small town naman. Everybody knew already that papa was having an affair with his secretary. I think that when he wanted to leave her, he couldn’t because she was menor de edad and her father was the chief of police who threatened him. So he just stuck it out with her.

Ana:
I think I know na why tita milagring doesn’t like lolo very much. Didn’t Naty beat her up once tita?

Mama:
Ah yes. That Natividad with her mother and her brother chased after milagring on her way home from school and beat her up. She was only in grade 4 can you imagine. And she went home all dirty and bruised with bald patches of hair because they pulled it out. Buti nalang tunying and quiting saw what happened and stopped it.

Ana:
What did lolo do when he found out?

Mama:
He was in Manila at that time trying to win mama back. But when he came home and heard the stories, he believed the version of Natividad.

Ets / Ana (in unison):
Ha?!? How can he do that?

Mama:
Because this natividad claimed that Milagring was calling her the four-letter word (PUTA!) But actually it was your tita marilou who was really very angry at her and who shouted the four-letter word everytime she would see them. But marilou was the strong one so they couldn’t touch her, so they ganged up on milagring.

And when papa went home and found out, naku, he really beat up marilou and blamed her for what happened to milagring.

Ets / Ana (again in unison):
What?!?!?

Mama:
You know, after that, marilou locked herself up in the room for 4 days and did not come out. She was just in the corner, crying. Lola tried to calm her down but she really wouldn’t stop. She just kept saying over and over that nobody loved her and that no one was gonna take care of her.

So mama called me up in tears cos I was also in Manila at that time and she told me to please come home and look after my sister. So I left school and went home and stayed with Marilou until she was better. Kawawa naman.

Ets:

Ang kapal. Why were they so angry ba?

Mama:
Because my lola refused to let them in the big house. And for Naty that would have been the greatest recognition. But my lola was firm and she really told her one day that the only in-law I will ever receive in this house is Victoria. So Naty was very frustrated.

Papa kept on trying to sneak them in but my Lola never accepted them. One time, this Naty was really crazy ha, one time she even pretended that she was possessed by my Lolo.

She went there to the ancestral house and with a deep voice said “I am Paco. Come here and give me a kiss. And please let Natividad live here so I can live here again.”

My lola just looked at her and said “My god you’re crazy. You’re not Paco. You’re Naty and you’re not welcome here.”

Ets / Ana (laughing so hard):
No way! Really? She pretended to be possessed?

Mama:
Yes. And my God how she got the whole town believing ha. Even your tita marissa went there to the farm to have a conversation with “paco.”

And you know one afternoon, I saw naty in town and I really went to talk to her because I’ve been hearing that Papa wasn’t sleeping anymore because of her craziness. So I told her “hoy, What are you trying to do? Are you trying to kill my father with these ridiculous stories of yours?”

You know what she did, she looked at me and said “Why are you afraid of me? I am paco.”

So I told her “You are not Paco. You are crazy. And you are the kabit of my father do you hear me? You are not Paco, You are the kabit!”

Ets / Ana:
hahahahahhahahahahahahaha. My God she was really crazy noh.

Mama:
Tapos one time, papa tried to bring that natividad and Maryanne to the big house (Maryanne is their first-born child) because Maryanne was sick raw. You know I couldn’t stop myself. I was already married but I went to the big house to throw them out. That was the ultimate insult already. And I knew that the best way to hurt Naty was to hurt her daughter so I drove her out of the house.

And papa was there and he stopped me ha. He had the nerve to tell me that I had no heart. I told him “Why? Where was her heart when she beat up Milagring? Where was yours?”

Ets:
Do you think Abuelo regretted it in the end?

Mama:
Yes. He did. You know, a few months before he died when he was already losing his sight, he started calling out for us and and mama. And naty told him that we had all already died, can you imagine? Naku, how he cried when he was told that. And Zeny (my aunt who lived right beside them) literally heard him howling through the night in agony. So finally the next morning, she went there to ask how papa was doing and when papa asked her if it was true that his children and Victoria had died, she told him that we were all still alive and in Manila. You know, he got down on his knees raw talaga and started thanking the Lord that we were okay and he just kept on crying.

Ets (teary-eyed):
God, really?

Mama:
Yeah. He died a lonely man. How sad.

**

My mother is the 3rd of 8 children. That’s 8 not counting that 2 my Abuelo had with Natividad.

Its funny how the first 4 have such wonderful memories of my lolo while the younger ones had no amor for him at all. They were the ones who were greatly affected by his adultery. They were the ones who walked the streets in old tattered shoes while his daughters with Naty paraded around town with new shoes and matching bags.

**

Men suck!

Monday, April 10, 2006

COMPULSIVE EATERS - the resurrection

The logo needs redoing.
The products need tweaking.
The line needs finalizing.
And the owner needs some financing.

But the passion and the energy is back baby yeah!!!!



let's do this. and this time let's do this all the way.

Friday, April 07, 2006

I give you frodo, the light of elindil

President Arroyo had her 12th birthday a couple of days back. In celebration, the New York Times came out with a lovely editorial piece entitled "Dark Days for Philippine Democracy." The editorial pretty much called PGMA a would-be dictator and implored their President Bush to caution ours not to cross over to the dark side.

PGMA's people (from the presidential spokesperson to our ambassador to the US) are, of course, desperately scrambling to defend her. They say that the opposition's "irresponsible political efforts are impacting international perceptions." They are, yet again, justifying the reasons behind the president's actions these past couple of months. They, as expected, refuse to see that maybe, just maybe, the editorial's concerns are valid and should be considered the next time they have a cabinet meeting. That these 'perceptions' are in fact reflections of what is.

I am embarrassed to admit that I've been too tired and too busy to give a shit about what has been going on. When she declared a state of emergency last february 24, I was busy launching a spa. When I heard that she ordered the arrest of Randy David and several others, I remember briefly thinking "Wow! Marcos is back!" and went on ahead to make sure that the floating candles were lit and the ushers briefed. And when i found out that the military were closely monitoring opposition publications, tv and radio stations, i thought "ahhh... that isnt right" and then proceeded to google what hair style i wanted and where i should get it from.

However, now that my hair has been cut (3 times at that) and the spa has been launched and other projects are done, i have no more excuse to ignore what is up with this country.

The truth is that the future scares me. This country is thirsty for a leadership that is bigger than one leader. This country is hungry for a government that will put the needs of its people first and political agendas last.

In 1986, the world watched in awe as millions of Filipinos came together to drive a dictator to exile in a revolution that did not see a single drop of blood. Today, the world is watching still, but this time in fear, cos we seem to be heading back to where we started.

I dont want to second guess the president. I will give her the benefit of the doubt, because I'm a piscean who believes in the good of people, that she is acting as a president who wants the best for this country. But when you claim that you're protecting democracy by curtailing it, especially when its still highly unnecessary, may pagka nonsense ka ata sa part na yon.

You're farting paranoia ma'am and it stinks all the way to New York.

So to you frodo, on your birthday, I give you the light of elindil. May it allow you to see beyond your paranoia and acknowledge that maybe your detractors have a point. If you just pry yourself away from your cha-cha campaign, I'm sure you will see this.

***********

Yesterday, the US ambassador to the Philippines was interviewed about her take on the New York Times editorial. Sabi nya "We are happy (or proud - i forget) that the media are free to express their opinions in our country." or something to that effect.

tsk tsk tsk

***********

Although hwag naman sanang seryosohin ng US ang concern nila sa democracy natin noh. Baka feeling big brother na naman etong mga kanong to at pasukin tayo.

tsk tsk tsk