Tuesday, November 29, 2005

Christmas, Maxi and Me

I haven't been updating much lately. Maybe because things are picking up a whole lot faster than I expected.

From the top of my head, I'm thankful for a lot of things. A loving family, a gorgeous special someone, a demented yet highly loveable dog and everything in life that I can wish for.

Hay, ang boring no pag ganun lang ang isusulat no? Actually, I just wanted to let that out before anything else. Christmas is fast approaching and the nostalgia is there. It sure feels great that the winds are getting frosty.

Do you believe that medical quirk where a specific sensation like smell or touch could trigger a flashback on a certain event of your life that you hold dear?

I have so many of those. One of them would be coming out fresh from a shower and a light nippy December breeze would pass by. Brings me straigt back to a memory when I was 11 years old and vacationing in my grandpa's house. It was Christmas time as well, and there were carollers on the street. I don't know why I always remember that period, but all I know is, it surely makes me feel good.

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Pinoy pride moment once again.

Our first ever entry to Sundance Film Festival:



Sundance. Wow.
Go Maxi. :)


To those who haven't seen this film, you're missing out on something good.

It will be showing tomorrow nationwide (I think). My 100 pesos helped send it to Montreal, Canada. Tangkilikin ang sariling atin.

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I just spent a day in HEAVEN.

My best friend just gave me an overnight stay for 2 at NURTURE SPA in Tagaytay.

Ako pa naman ang dakilang laitero sa mga lugar. Lahat na ng resort na napuntahan namin I always find something to nitpick. Isa pa lang ang hindi ko nalalait, at yan yung Regency sa Bora. Akala ko wala na kong mahahanap na ganun. Yun pala, its just 2 hours away lang from Manila.

An overnight stay in one of the most beautiful places in Tagaytay, full course meals, a full body massage, foot spa, body polish, facial...you name it, we got it.

Everyone was so polite, so welcoming; the accomodation was a hybrid of old and new, modern ammenities hidden in vintage effects; complete privacy from the world (very conducive to...uhm, intimate matters. hehe) And to top it all off, the crisp climate of the highlands of Tagaytay. I really can't find fault in anything.

Maria Criselda, I lab yooo!!!! Panalo talaga ito.

Pictures in to come up in the (very near) future. (pinagdadamot ko pa, ang ganda kasi talaga e. hehe)

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Wala lang. Bukas, izzz my Berddday. Im gonna party like izz my berddday.
And to those asking: in my previous post, I wrote I was turning 34. I was lying then. I'm really 38. . .ha!. :)

[Music of the Moment: Don't Forget About Us - Mimi ]
[Mood: anticipating ]

Sunday, November 20, 2005

Icicles For Nosehairs

Is it just me, or is it freezing cold in here?

Nope, its not me. Well, its not really "throw-water-from-a-pail-and-watch-it-turn-to-ice-in-mid-air" freezing (or the variation "spit and watch it turn to a subzero missile of gross" numbing cold),

...au contraire, its that distinct Filipino shivery cool.

Shietz, after 3 years, the weather gods finally got it right! It's actually cold on a '-ber' month!

Its in the air. And I love it.


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Come on, you have got to admit, this is one lovely cover art


Clicky clicky, largey largey.


OPM rocks.

I'm also on the look out for other vintage songs. Songs that go: "Kampana ng simbahan ay nangigising na..." and "Kay lamig ng simoy ng hangin.." It just brings me back to the days when life was carefree, and a brand-new toy is all that I'm looking for under the tree.

Wait a minute, what am I saying? I'm still looking forward to that brand-new toy under that tree.

So, I know its couple of days off, but here's a Merry second-most-important-day-of-the-year (next to my birthday of course!) everyone!

[Music of the Moment: OPM Christmas ]
[Mood: shiverrrrry ]

Sunday, November 13, 2005

With Great Power....achuchuchu..

"Show them an oyster... There are two types of male oysters, and one of them can change genders at will... and before man crawled out of the muck, maybe he had the same option... maybe originally, we were supposed to be able to switch genders, and being born with just one sex is a mutation."
- Grissom



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What does:



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Have in common? We have both been dangling from buildings saving innocent lives.

Kakaloka.

Kaninang umaga, magkahalong drama at action ang gumising sa bahay. I usually wake up at around 6am to get ready for work (which is at 7. Imagine mo how near the office I live.) Same old, same old lang naman, until Ate Perly (the housemaid) told me that Junjun (ang sosyal na Askal sa bahay) is already awake. It seemed kinda odd to me that he is no where to be found. I get a tongue bath everytime this adorable doggy gets a whiff of me. Hindi sa hinahanap ko ang tongue bath when I called out to Jun jun, pero all I heard were whimpers coming from upstairs.

Ate Perly told me that he went up (read 4th floor, we live on the 3rd) chasing after pussies (and by pussies, I mean cats on the roof). Our rooftop is a favorite cat casa. This dog always gets a kick out of surprising hapless felines in the heat of lovemaking. Maybe this day the evil kittens got their revenge on sweet old Junjun, because he was doing that pained dog cry. At first I didn't make a fuss out of it. I just thought he got nicked by some sharp claws or something. But then 10 minutes later, I got uneasy.

So for the heck of it, I thought it would be funny if I could sneak up on Junjun the same way he is doing the cats. To my surprise I didn't see him anywhere yet I could hear him still whimpering. This was when I got scared.

I ran over to the edge of the roof. Jun jun was hanging on. Figuratively and literally. The only thing keeping him from falling would be a tiny gutter. (see diagram, marvel at the hyper-realistic depiction)

the drama oh the drama.


At first I didn't know what to do. I woke up my mother (dad is no where. as always.) and my sisters telling them that Junjun was on the roof, hanging on to his dear life. My mom ( who loves this little rugrat like he was the fifth child) panicked and started screaming. My sisters soon followed. Everyone was shouting orders to the maids, telling them to get some guy to go up there and save our little doggie.

(Wait a minute, I'm the only "man" in this household!)

People outside soon turned into the usual usiyosero crowd. You know, those good for nothings who are just there to watch and just blurt out stupid remarks like "Ay, kasalanan yan ng may-ari" or "ang liit naman ng aso" to the "Ayyy!! mahuhulog na ang doggie!!". Why don't you just grab a popcorn while you're at it?!?

Ate Perly managed to call two guys (a father and son duo) to help us out. Unfortunately, these two were pansies. The younger one even blurted out, "Shit, ang taas pala. Takot ako sa heights." Kung di lang siya cute at yumminess ang katawan, nasapak ko na siya. Of course, its gonna be freakin high up...We are on a rooftop, Einstein!!

Mom was already crying. Seriously! She really loves this dog. Jun jun is her companion day by day. Since we're all grown up now and do not need any more caring for (and the fact that dad is virtually non-existent), my mom pours all of that love to this little mutt. I can't bear the sight of her welling up in tears.

So what would any red-blooded man (ahem) do? Do it yourself! (Ding! Ang Bato! -choz.)

I got this rope tied it to the end of a long rod, and did a Western. I lassoed little Junjun (like so)

to the rescue


It was so dang hard. Imagine, roping a squirming dog who keeps on whimpering and looking at you with desolate eyes. Imagine overcoming my own fear of heights and not minding the onlookers who think they know it all. Imagine pulling on the rope with the constant fear that it might break.

Nevertheless, we were able to do it. In fairness to them, the 2 guys did help in pulling the lasso, este rope. When I hesitated at the last minute at the fear that the rope might break, they heaved with all they've got and managed to pull Jun jun up in the nick of time.

So this is us after the harrowing experience. (again, gape in awe at the photorealism)

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I came in late because of this action/drama/comedy morning. Ok lang. At least one of my fears had been defeated. Bungie Jumping and Skydiving here I come.

Now if only I can get over my fear of going bald, it would be super.


* I would like to thank my left and right hand for a spankin use of the oldest Photoshop known to man (well, at least to me that is) Photoshop 5!! Its so old, its like MSPaint, only with airbrush. (Its a ripped version and its running on illegal resources in the office. I'm evil like that.)

[Music of the Moment: That's What It Feels Like - J.lo song streaming from my mahadera seatmate's workstation.]
[Mood: super ]

Saturday, November 05, 2005

Drawing The Line

Hay,



Empirical proof that supermodels can't "see" (relatively) ugly people. Tuloy lang ang hitad rumampa. No, wa siya nakita. Deadma.

Lesson for the day: Beauty is a candy. Sometimes its crap disguising as candy. Nonetheless, shallow people flock to it like buffoons and gobble it up till the sun sets on them. (and if you're not 7 foot 11, carrying a banner is the only way to get attention.)

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No names. No details. Just a memoriam.

Another wake up call. A lovely couple I know, who have been dating for an eternity (well, 3 years in our world IS an eternity), is calling it quits. Its utterly unfortunate for the aggrieved party. I share my sympathies with you, my dear. You're young, definitely beautiful, and you have a mind that can cripple anyone. Maybe the Higher Power has other (read: better) plans for you.

Hay...

Lasciate ogne speranza, voi ch'intrate.~Alighieri

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Masaya ka nga, malungkot naman ang mga taong malapit sa puso mo. Buhay.

[Music of the Moment: slice of silence ]
[Mood: in between ]

Friday, November 04, 2005

Found

Deleted a flowery opening paragraph here. Sabi nga nila, things are best said briefly.

Ok na.

Na meet the parents na ang drama (well if you count my mom and everyone else EXCEPT my dad as "the parents"). Even Jun jun (the sosyal na askal) grew close to him.

So ito ako:
Happy Gofer
(insert Numa Numa Song here)


Happiness caught up to me.

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P.S. Congratulations to my (real life) sisters. One has just been promoted and one got a part-time job (she's still in college). Although I don't say this much, you have to know that I love you both.

Mana talaga kayo sakin. <3

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P.P.S. November na. Countdown till D-Day begins. Hint: Birthday month ko na. I'll be celebrating my 34th birthday. . .Yeah, I'm 34 and I look 23. Got a problem with that? Thank you Likashilka Emerald Papaya. :)


Moi and Cris. Metrowalk bodies. Take that Baywalk bimboes! :)


I'm getting fat. I'm 34 and I'm getting fat. Holy cholesterols.




[Music of the Moment: Because Of You - Kelly Clarkson ]
[Mood: like I've never been before. ]