1.) FROM FAYE: “No one falls in love by choice, it is by chance. No one stays in love by chance, it’s by work. No one falls out of love by chance, it’s by choice..”
- This is one of my personal favorites because I never analyzed it that way before. Only you can decide who to stay or go in your life. Only with your permission can other people continuously hurt you. It’s true also that time can make you forget but still at the end of the day, you’ll be the one to decide about it
2.) FROM TIFFANY: “Ang pag-ibig ay parang imburnal. Nakakatakot mahulog... At pag nahulog ka, it’s either by accident or sadyang tanga ka lang.“
- in English: Love is like a canal. It’s scary to fall into it. And if ever you fall, it’s either by accident or you’re just stupid!
3.) FROM BATO: “Anong gagawin mo sa bagay na nawawala? Hinahanap. Kung di mo mahanap. Pinapalitan. Kung di mo mapalitan? Kinakalimutan. Eto ngayon ang tanong... Ano gagawin mo sa bagay na nawawala, na di mo mahanap, di mo mapalitan at di mo makalimutan?"
- for your answers, kindly text me.. hehehehe
4.) FROM ALVIN: “Love is like a roll of tissue paper. You’ll never know how much you’ve wasted till you reach the end and there’s none left. Then it’s sad to realize that much of it was wasted on SHIT after all…”
- At first read, this quote sounds really bitter. But closely, it has sense. You fall in love then after it ends, you dwell on that someone you lost. Then when this really great person comes, you wouldn’t care shit about that ex. You’d begin to realize you absolutely wasted time, effort and tears to someone not really worth it. Yeah, I know.. Bitter… hehehe
5.) FROM YNA: “Be careful in letting go of the things you thought are just nothing, coz maybe someday you’ll realize that the one you gave away was the very thing you’ve been wishing for to stay”
- Remember, nasa huli lagi pagsisisi…
6.) FROM VIC: ”Sometimes you got to run away to see who will run after you. Sometimes you got to talk quietly to see who’s really listening. Sometimes you got to step up to fight only to see who’s standing by your side. Sometimes you got to make a wrong decision only to see who’s there to help you fix it. Sometimes you got to let go of the one you love just to see if they love you enough to come back to you.”
7.) FROM MY: “Prayer of women to God: I pray for WISDOM to understand my man; LOVE to forgive him; PATIENCE for his moods, because if I ask for STRENGTH, I will beat him to death..” =)
Tuesday, May 15, 2007
Monday, May 14, 2007
Tribute To My Mama
My mom isn’t the typical mother you usually find at home. For as long as I remember, she was always out. She’s a career woman, you know. We never almost got to see her, either she was always in a hurry in leaving the house for work in the morning or arrives home when we’re all asleep. It didn’t help also that she left our house when she and papa separated. My brothers and I were left with the care of our yayas and eventually, our Tita Judith came to take care of us.
I always envied my friends’ moms. When I was in kindergarten, my teacher would give recognition to the neatest girl and boy in class everyday. I longed to see my name in that blackboard but she never chose me because I didn’t have somebody to fix my hair before I go to school. What I did was, I brought my hairclips and asked our bus mother to do my hair on the school bus on the way. She didn’t choose me that day and I thought because she knew it wasn’t my mom who did my hair. I stopped trying ever since.
She also wasn’t there when I went up the stage to get my yearly certificates. She wasn’t there most of the Parent’s Day at school. She wasn’t there during the grand Jubilee Celebration at high school where I was part of. And she wasn’t there when I received my MVP award for the Catholic Education Association of the Philippines volleyball league. These were only SOME of the instances in my life that she wasn’t there. She would always say that she has appointments that day. She was so busy I guess. She would just give me toys and when I reached my teenage years, would just give me money to spend. I guess this is one of the ways she can make “bawi” for her lack of time. These are also the reason why I always want to spend time at my friends’ homes. I would bask the attention their mothers shower us. While my other teammates have their moms constantly cheering them on during games, I have my boyfriends in the stands. I relied on my friends to go with me to malls and talk to them about my secrets.
But come to think of it and in fairness to her, I know she tried. She left notes in my room and I would read them over and over when I wake up. I would love the smell of her perfume on me after she hugs me. Sometimes, she would drive all the way to my school just to get my letters for her because that’s the only time we could communicate. During the rare free times, she would take us biking at CCP, go shopping or take us out to eat. I savor these moments when we were with her because I wouldn’t know how long we could spend time with each other again. She would lecture, nay, nag me about almost all the lessons in life: how to be strong and never let others take advantage of you, to finish school and not get myself pregnant on the way, how not to give everything when loving someone, how to be punctual and respect other people’s time, how to take good care of my skin, how to breathe properly when I’m palpitating and a lot more.
The weird thing is that though she was always not visible, but I can always feel that she’s there. During my teenage days, when I’m out, there’s this beeper message from her telling me to go home. She established this rule that I can only take phone calls during weekdays at 8:30 to 9pm, after that I have to be asleep already. My boyfriends can never go to our house when she’s not around. And when passion is getting a little bit too far with my boyfriends, believe it or not, I can almost hear her nagging me in the background and with that, I stop myself.
Now that we’re grown ups, I appreciate her more. I became grateful for all the nagging she gave me because it helped me cope up in the real world outside. I also appreciate the time (only this year) when this guy broke my heart. When I woke up after the breakup, I went to her room while she was getting ready for work. I cried my pitiful heart out while she held me. I felt better after that. I knew that no matter how many people would come and go in my life, my mom would always be there and would never leave me. Of course, me, raiding her beauty products in her room also has its benefits. It’s like having a beauty bar where I can try all the products without the guilt of buying any. I appreciate also her bailing me out every time I get caught by police people while driving. She never tells me what she says on the phone to the policeman that lets me off the hook. But still, I’m grateful. And whenever I get hospitalized, she doesn’t stay with me. I have my good friends, and usually my then boyfriend, stay with me. But, whenever I have to checkout of the hospital, she’ll be the one to do that. Siyempre, with nagging like, I should’ve taken care myself more so that she wouldn’t have to leave work just to bring me home. Pissed off, I know, but still, at the end of the day, she’s there to bring me home.
With all these, I could never exchange my mom with anyone else’s. She may not be perfect but that’s who she is. She loves us and I know, no matter what her issues are, she will always be there for me.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms!!!!
I always envied my friends’ moms. When I was in kindergarten, my teacher would give recognition to the neatest girl and boy in class everyday. I longed to see my name in that blackboard but she never chose me because I didn’t have somebody to fix my hair before I go to school. What I did was, I brought my hairclips and asked our bus mother to do my hair on the school bus on the way. She didn’t choose me that day and I thought because she knew it wasn’t my mom who did my hair. I stopped trying ever since.
She also wasn’t there when I went up the stage to get my yearly certificates. She wasn’t there most of the Parent’s Day at school. She wasn’t there during the grand Jubilee Celebration at high school where I was part of. And she wasn’t there when I received my MVP award for the Catholic Education Association of the Philippines volleyball league. These were only SOME of the instances in my life that she wasn’t there. She would always say that she has appointments that day. She was so busy I guess. She would just give me toys and when I reached my teenage years, would just give me money to spend. I guess this is one of the ways she can make “bawi” for her lack of time. These are also the reason why I always want to spend time at my friends’ homes. I would bask the attention their mothers shower us. While my other teammates have their moms constantly cheering them on during games, I have my boyfriends in the stands. I relied on my friends to go with me to malls and talk to them about my secrets.
But come to think of it and in fairness to her, I know she tried. She left notes in my room and I would read them over and over when I wake up. I would love the smell of her perfume on me after she hugs me. Sometimes, she would drive all the way to my school just to get my letters for her because that’s the only time we could communicate. During the rare free times, she would take us biking at CCP, go shopping or take us out to eat. I savor these moments when we were with her because I wouldn’t know how long we could spend time with each other again. She would lecture, nay, nag me about almost all the lessons in life: how to be strong and never let others take advantage of you, to finish school and not get myself pregnant on the way, how not to give everything when loving someone, how to be punctual and respect other people’s time, how to take good care of my skin, how to breathe properly when I’m palpitating and a lot more.
The weird thing is that though she was always not visible, but I can always feel that she’s there. During my teenage days, when I’m out, there’s this beeper message from her telling me to go home. She established this rule that I can only take phone calls during weekdays at 8:30 to 9pm, after that I have to be asleep already. My boyfriends can never go to our house when she’s not around. And when passion is getting a little bit too far with my boyfriends, believe it or not, I can almost hear her nagging me in the background and with that, I stop myself.
Now that we’re grown ups, I appreciate her more. I became grateful for all the nagging she gave me because it helped me cope up in the real world outside. I also appreciate the time (only this year) when this guy broke my heart. When I woke up after the breakup, I went to her room while she was getting ready for work. I cried my pitiful heart out while she held me. I felt better after that. I knew that no matter how many people would come and go in my life, my mom would always be there and would never leave me. Of course, me, raiding her beauty products in her room also has its benefits. It’s like having a beauty bar where I can try all the products without the guilt of buying any. I appreciate also her bailing me out every time I get caught by police people while driving. She never tells me what she says on the phone to the policeman that lets me off the hook. But still, I’m grateful. And whenever I get hospitalized, she doesn’t stay with me. I have my good friends, and usually my then boyfriend, stay with me. But, whenever I have to checkout of the hospital, she’ll be the one to do that. Siyempre, with nagging like, I should’ve taken care myself more so that she wouldn’t have to leave work just to bring me home. Pissed off, I know, but still, at the end of the day, she’s there to bring me home.
With all these, I could never exchange my mom with anyone else’s. She may not be perfect but that’s who she is. She loves us and I know, no matter what her issues are, she will always be there for me.
Happy Mother’s Day to all the Moms!!!!
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Soulmates
I came across this really nice blog about soul mates. She wrote: “Soul mates do exist. That there is truly someone made for you. But it’s up to you to make a choice. We may meet our soul mate by chance but loving and staying with our soul mate is still a choice we have to make..”
I believe in soul mates. In fact, I believe that I already met him. I realized that the moment we had our first conversation. First, I was making pa-cute to him but when we got to talk, I got totally engrossed with him: his face, his views in life, his “hirits”. God, he was perfect. Well, like they say, nobody’s perfect, until you fall in love with them. And maybe that’s what happened, I dunno.
My soul mate and I could talk for hours about anything: his goals, my goals, our friends, our family, “chismis” and other random stuff. We could also be somewhere, sitting or lying around and not saying anything, still it felt like we’re having the time of our lives. We have this romantic and comic bond that some couples envy. We enjoyed simple things. To all those who know me, that’s pretty big. I, who cannot eat “isaw” in the streets and who only drinks mineral water, found myself enjoying eating bread called “putok” with cheese whiz and sipping a plastic of sprite, sitting on a street curb in front of a bakery “sa kanto”. When I told my friends, they said that if my mom & dad saw me, they’d probably have a heart attack hehe. And he, the One-Time-Anti-Havaianas-Critic who would almost condemn me for the number of my Havaianas at home and who would always say “Asus! Mas gusto ko pa Spartan ko dyan!”, would now own a pair (which he wears everywhere) and is requesting ANOTHER ONE for his birthday! We learned a lot from each other. Before I met him, all I knew was new clothes, parties and shallow stuff. Now, I think twice before spending. I do not need expensive gimiks to enjoy. On the other hand, I taught him to, you know, once in a while, enjoy the fruits of his labor J.
For a while then, bliss was on our side. I could say those were my happiest days. I never felt so alive and happy before that. Unfortunately for us, timing wasn’t on our side. External stuff affected what we had. Things that at first we didn’t want to consider but now we felt are taking its toll on us. We didn’t know how to cope with it, much less fix it. That was when we separated. It was painful especially knowing that you have already found him. I didn’t want to let go but as the fucking cliché goes, “you have to let go, if he’s yours he’ll come back, if he’s doesn’t, he never was in the first place.”
We still see each other once in a while nowadays. One can never deny the chemistry that is still there between us. I try hard to fight it. I try hard not to hug him and bury my face in his neck to whisper, “Gago ka! You’re my freaking soul mate! Come on, I wanna start all over again. We can do things right this time around. Promise, I’ll never buy another Havaianas if it bothers you so (crossed fingers!).” But no, I see that he’s doing fine, my pride cannot take what my heart wants me to do. I just allow myself to be secretly “kilig” when sometimes I catch him looking at me like he once did.
With all these, the above blog was right. It’s always a choice. Destiny could always shove your soul mate to your face but it’s always you guys who decide if you would stay together.
I believe in soul mates. In fact, I believe that I already met him. I realized that the moment we had our first conversation. First, I was making pa-cute to him but when we got to talk, I got totally engrossed with him: his face, his views in life, his “hirits”. God, he was perfect. Well, like they say, nobody’s perfect, until you fall in love with them. And maybe that’s what happened, I dunno.
My soul mate and I could talk for hours about anything: his goals, my goals, our friends, our family, “chismis” and other random stuff. We could also be somewhere, sitting or lying around and not saying anything, still it felt like we’re having the time of our lives. We have this romantic and comic bond that some couples envy. We enjoyed simple things. To all those who know me, that’s pretty big. I, who cannot eat “isaw” in the streets and who only drinks mineral water, found myself enjoying eating bread called “putok” with cheese whiz and sipping a plastic of sprite, sitting on a street curb in front of a bakery “sa kanto”. When I told my friends, they said that if my mom & dad saw me, they’d probably have a heart attack hehe. And he, the One-Time-Anti-Havaianas-Critic who would almost condemn me for the number of my Havaianas at home and who would always say “Asus! Mas gusto ko pa Spartan ko dyan!”, would now own a pair (which he wears everywhere) and is requesting ANOTHER ONE for his birthday! We learned a lot from each other. Before I met him, all I knew was new clothes, parties and shallow stuff. Now, I think twice before spending. I do not need expensive gimiks to enjoy. On the other hand, I taught him to, you know, once in a while, enjoy the fruits of his labor J.
For a while then, bliss was on our side. I could say those were my happiest days. I never felt so alive and happy before that. Unfortunately for us, timing wasn’t on our side. External stuff affected what we had. Things that at first we didn’t want to consider but now we felt are taking its toll on us. We didn’t know how to cope with it, much less fix it. That was when we separated. It was painful especially knowing that you have already found him. I didn’t want to let go but as the fucking cliché goes, “you have to let go, if he’s yours he’ll come back, if he’s doesn’t, he never was in the first place.”
We still see each other once in a while nowadays. One can never deny the chemistry that is still there between us. I try hard to fight it. I try hard not to hug him and bury my face in his neck to whisper, “Gago ka! You’re my freaking soul mate! Come on, I wanna start all over again. We can do things right this time around. Promise, I’ll never buy another Havaianas if it bothers you so (crossed fingers!).” But no, I see that he’s doing fine, my pride cannot take what my heart wants me to do. I just allow myself to be secretly “kilig” when sometimes I catch him looking at me like he once did.
With all these, the above blog was right. It’s always a choice. Destiny could always shove your soul mate to your face but it’s always you guys who decide if you would stay together.
A NIGHT IN NANA’S SINGLE LIFE
I’ve been single for quite sometime now… A first for me. For as long as I can remember, I’ve always had a boyfriend so all these are pretty like new to me J. Going out now doesn’t include a particular someone. I’ve been used to dates and I’m just starting to get used to going out again with different people and friends.
Let me just share my day last Saturday. I didn’t have plans that day except meeting Vivian for dinner. This dinner was long overdue coz I haven’t seen her for the longest time and we’ve always planned to meet up each other but for some reasons, either one of us will cancel the meeting.
12:00 pm: I woke up, had lunch and watched The Queen on DVD…
2:00 pm: I took a nap hehehe.
5:00 pm: I woke up again and took my bath. I blow dried my hair and picked my outfit. I wore my denim ragged mini skirt, an empire cut floral spaghetti strapped top and my favorite black high Havaianas. So summer! Anyways, I was going to the dentist first (something I’ve been meaning to do since I received by med card). I texted my friend if he could accompany me coz I’m scared of dentists. Especially now that I think all four of my wisdom tooth needs surgery. They’re hurting like hell nowadays. I texted also Tiff and Victor if they’d like to join me and Vivian to dinner. My friend didn’t reply (I think it’s either he doesn’t have load or has drained battery on his way home). Tiff has dinner with her family but might come later while Vic was in Fuego, resting (lucky him!). Then, I left for the dentist. The dentist I chose has clinic there in Kingswood. When I arrived, I didn’t realize that it was only by appointment. Disappointed, I made an appointment next Saturday. With that, I was still early for my dinner date with Vivian.
5:30 pm: I decided to pass by my Tita Nene’s office in Greenbelt to make “chika”. I always enjoy my talks with Tita. I missed her office because I was once a “tambay” there for quite a while. She said she’ll ride with me to Greenbelt on her way home.
7:15 pm: Tita and I drove to Greenbelt. She went me to the parking and then when we went up to the mall, we parted ways. She was going home to Moonwalk while I was meeting Vivian in Fuzion.
7:30: I saw Vivian and Omar waiting for me outside the restaurant. My friendship with Vivian goes all the way back from high school. We never fell out of touch and I’m grateful for having someone like her as a friend. When they saw me, she said that I was so thin daw (well, I get that often nowadays). We took a table outside and placed our orders. I had Carbonara and iced tea, Vivian got a cheese burger while Omar had lemon chicken with rice. The friend I texted before I went to the dentist texted that his batt was drained and he was already on his way home the time I texted. (See? I was right!) Anyways, as usual, Vivian and I had chika nonstop. She graduated top of her class in UP Law school (I’m so proud of her!) and will be taking the bar this September. We talked about Abby, on how she looks cute pregnant and how much we missed her. We talked about our high school days, how our batch mates are now, friendster people, politics, my non-existent love life, my dramas, our exes, and their “naudlot” na engagement. Of course we had to talk about their future wedding, “Encantadia” theme and everything. I’m one of the bridesmaids and apparently the Sun Fairy. Okay fine, I only agreed to wear bright yellow (definitely not my color for goodness sake!) with wings, because one, she’s one of my closest friends and two, provided that it’s a tube gown. So we ended dinner, with “beso-beso” and a promise that I will pray for her bar exams. After that, I went to sketchbooks to buy the 10th anniv issue of Cosmo because the magazine stand near the ticket booths was out of stock. On my way to the car, I texted Erwin. I didn’t feel like going home yet. Erwin replied saying that he was with Boyet and we could meet up at Bonifacio High Street.
9:30 pm: I met up with Erwin and Boyet at Coffee Bean. They ordered coffee and cheesecake while I had vanilla shake. It was so hot and humid outside. Peak of summer, I guess. I excused myself to look for “teps” for me and Erwin. While I was talking on the phone with Yna and Jay (they are asking if I can meet them at Gilligan’s), I saw my college friends drinking at this restaurant: Paolo, Dicky, Arjay and Agie. We exchanged hellos and good banter for a while then I had to excuse myself again to go back to my friends. I also saw my good friend Celine. I was so thin daw (see told you that I get that often). I told her that’s what happens if you don’t have boyfriend. Then she looked at herself and love struck as she was, she said, “oh really, therefore it’s okay lang”. She was with her boyfriend and they look great together. I’m happy for her J After Coffee Bean, we went to Boyet’s friend’s restaurant (Miss Desserts) at Serendra. She served us the most delicious low fat carrot cake that I ever tasted! Yummy! It was already 12 am and by this time, Yna was texting non-stop to meet them na at Gilligan’s. So I made paalam to leave for Gilligan’s in Park Square.
12:30 am: I met up with Jay and Yna at Gilligan’s. Jay’s my guy best friend ever since my grade school days and Yna’s his better half who I adore. We exchanged stories till like 2 am then Dwight arrived with his friends. Dwight is Yna’s best friend. They introduced me to him sometime February this year, I think. We became text mates, with him always starting the text with “Hi nana,J” I never forgot the time when I came home from gimik at 2am. Dwight and I were texting and I mentioned that I felt like eating Siomai. So there was Dwight arriving at past 2am at our house with North Park’s siomai. Touched ako J. So not just because of the Siomai but also because of the nice person that he is, we became friends. This sparked the never ending teasing of Yna and Jay. Anyways, after Dwight and his friends left, Jay got our bill. Right after that, two kids selling flowers approached Jay. He bought one for me and one for Yna. I panicked at first. You see when we were in Ilocos, in all the churches that we visited, I consistently wished for 3 things: for my family, career and love life. Regarding the last one, I told Him that I was already tired getting hurt but I don’t mind waiting this time as long as the next one would be The One. The sign that I asked for was flowers. Not just ordinary flowers, he must give me the particular arrangement of flowers that I liked. So when Jay gave me the rose, I thought this was not counted because first, Jay’s my best friend and he’s happily with Yna, God wouldn’t want that and second, the flower was not the one I wanted. Yeah, I like roses but not the way it was presented that time. So, di counted yun! J So while I was driving on my way home after that I thought that I had to post a blog about this night. This will be one of the many Saturdays in my new single life: with my friends, meeting old and new people and just enjoying the moment….
Let me just share my day last Saturday. I didn’t have plans that day except meeting Vivian for dinner. This dinner was long overdue coz I haven’t seen her for the longest time and we’ve always planned to meet up each other but for some reasons, either one of us will cancel the meeting.
12:00 pm: I woke up, had lunch and watched The Queen on DVD…
2:00 pm: I took a nap hehehe.
5:00 pm: I woke up again and took my bath. I blow dried my hair and picked my outfit. I wore my denim ragged mini skirt, an empire cut floral spaghetti strapped top and my favorite black high Havaianas. So summer! Anyways, I was going to the dentist first (something I’ve been meaning to do since I received by med card). I texted my friend if he could accompany me coz I’m scared of dentists. Especially now that I think all four of my wisdom tooth needs surgery. They’re hurting like hell nowadays. I texted also Tiff and Victor if they’d like to join me and Vivian to dinner. My friend didn’t reply (I think it’s either he doesn’t have load or has drained battery on his way home). Tiff has dinner with her family but might come later while Vic was in Fuego, resting (lucky him!). Then, I left for the dentist. The dentist I chose has clinic there in Kingswood. When I arrived, I didn’t realize that it was only by appointment. Disappointed, I made an appointment next Saturday. With that, I was still early for my dinner date with Vivian.
5:30 pm: I decided to pass by my Tita Nene’s office in Greenbelt to make “chika”. I always enjoy my talks with Tita. I missed her office because I was once a “tambay” there for quite a while. She said she’ll ride with me to Greenbelt on her way home.
7:15 pm: Tita and I drove to Greenbelt. She went me to the parking and then when we went up to the mall, we parted ways. She was going home to Moonwalk while I was meeting Vivian in Fuzion.
7:30: I saw Vivian and Omar waiting for me outside the restaurant. My friendship with Vivian goes all the way back from high school. We never fell out of touch and I’m grateful for having someone like her as a friend. When they saw me, she said that I was so thin daw (well, I get that often nowadays). We took a table outside and placed our orders. I had Carbonara and iced tea, Vivian got a cheese burger while Omar had lemon chicken with rice. The friend I texted before I went to the dentist texted that his batt was drained and he was already on his way home the time I texted. (See? I was right!) Anyways, as usual, Vivian and I had chika nonstop. She graduated top of her class in UP Law school (I’m so proud of her!) and will be taking the bar this September. We talked about Abby, on how she looks cute pregnant and how much we missed her. We talked about our high school days, how our batch mates are now, friendster people, politics, my non-existent love life, my dramas, our exes, and their “naudlot” na engagement. Of course we had to talk about their future wedding, “Encantadia” theme and everything. I’m one of the bridesmaids and apparently the Sun Fairy. Okay fine, I only agreed to wear bright yellow (definitely not my color for goodness sake!) with wings, because one, she’s one of my closest friends and two, provided that it’s a tube gown. So we ended dinner, with “beso-beso” and a promise that I will pray for her bar exams. After that, I went to sketchbooks to buy the 10th anniv issue of Cosmo because the magazine stand near the ticket booths was out of stock. On my way to the car, I texted Erwin. I didn’t feel like going home yet. Erwin replied saying that he was with Boyet and we could meet up at Bonifacio High Street.
9:30 pm: I met up with Erwin and Boyet at Coffee Bean. They ordered coffee and cheesecake while I had vanilla shake. It was so hot and humid outside. Peak of summer, I guess. I excused myself to look for “teps” for me and Erwin. While I was talking on the phone with Yna and Jay (they are asking if I can meet them at Gilligan’s), I saw my college friends drinking at this restaurant: Paolo, Dicky, Arjay and Agie. We exchanged hellos and good banter for a while then I had to excuse myself again to go back to my friends. I also saw my good friend Celine. I was so thin daw (see told you that I get that often). I told her that’s what happens if you don’t have boyfriend. Then she looked at herself and love struck as she was, she said, “oh really, therefore it’s okay lang”. She was with her boyfriend and they look great together. I’m happy for her J After Coffee Bean, we went to Boyet’s friend’s restaurant (Miss Desserts) at Serendra. She served us the most delicious low fat carrot cake that I ever tasted! Yummy! It was already 12 am and by this time, Yna was texting non-stop to meet them na at Gilligan’s. So I made paalam to leave for Gilligan’s in Park Square.
12:30 am: I met up with Jay and Yna at Gilligan’s. Jay’s my guy best friend ever since my grade school days and Yna’s his better half who I adore. We exchanged stories till like 2 am then Dwight arrived with his friends. Dwight is Yna’s best friend. They introduced me to him sometime February this year, I think. We became text mates, with him always starting the text with “Hi nana,J” I never forgot the time when I came home from gimik at 2am. Dwight and I were texting and I mentioned that I felt like eating Siomai. So there was Dwight arriving at past 2am at our house with North Park’s siomai. Touched ako J. So not just because of the Siomai but also because of the nice person that he is, we became friends. This sparked the never ending teasing of Yna and Jay. Anyways, after Dwight and his friends left, Jay got our bill. Right after that, two kids selling flowers approached Jay. He bought one for me and one for Yna. I panicked at first. You see when we were in Ilocos, in all the churches that we visited, I consistently wished for 3 things: for my family, career and love life. Regarding the last one, I told Him that I was already tired getting hurt but I don’t mind waiting this time as long as the next one would be The One. The sign that I asked for was flowers. Not just ordinary flowers, he must give me the particular arrangement of flowers that I liked. So when Jay gave me the rose, I thought this was not counted because first, Jay’s my best friend and he’s happily with Yna, God wouldn’t want that and second, the flower was not the one I wanted. Yeah, I like roses but not the way it was presented that time. So, di counted yun! J So while I was driving on my way home after that I thought that I had to post a blog about this night. This will be one of the many Saturdays in my new single life: with my friends, meeting old and new people and just enjoying the moment….
Tuesday, April 10, 2007
HeLLo ILoCoS!!!
One of the lighthouses in Ilocos 
With Erwin, pictorial at Fort Ilocandia... Laughing our heads off!
Aspiring Lifeguard! Lolz!!!!
This is what Boyet calls the Golden Hour.. Nice lighting for the pictures.. One of the old churches in Ilocos
Nana - Erwin - Boyet... Thanks to Boyet's tripod, finally, we had a pic with all three of us together!!!
Pagudpod in Ilocos... Nice beach...
Solitary rules!!! =)
This is it!!!! The nicest picture of the batch!!!
I recently discovered how to put these pictures together!!! Im addicted to it!!!
Monday, April 2, 2007
Sometimes you got to run away to see who will run after you...
Sometimes you got to talk quietly to see who's really listening...
Sometimes you got to step up to fight only to see who's standing by you...
Sometimes you got to make a wrong decision only to see who's there to help you fix it...
Sometimes you got to let go of the one you love just to see if they love you enough to come back to you...
Some of my Europe Pictures =)
Moulin Rouge in Paris
On my own in the streets of Austria
Cathedral in Austria
Who could forget the tram going home to Papa's house. I got caught not stamping my strippencart! yikes!!!
At the famous Red Light District. One Helluva Night!!!
Canals in Amsterdam... One of the places where they shot Ocean's Twelve
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