zoolander is in the house!!

Hahahaha! Our very own Joaquin Zoolander is turning two on the 28th! Too bad we can't attend his Incredibles-themed party this weekend.

**photo from their photosite. Pahiram Kuya Jun!

little big boy tales

Last week, before The Little Big Boy went back to school, Mommy asked him:

"Ano kelangan ko ba magleave para masamahan kita sa first day?"

I thought, "You will accompany him and together you will sing, The First Day Funk?!?".

LBB answered, "Wag na, baka nakayuko na ko nun pagdating sa school."

Hahahahahha. LBB is already fifteen and in second year high school. Nakakahiya nga yun!

The situation was both funny and sad. Funny because maybe Mom did not realize that our LBB is now a young man and wouldn't want to be labelled as mama's boy. Sad because his actions and words are now "grown-up". When he was about five, he kept on insisting that he wasn't a baby anymore. Until now, that simple fact haven't sunk in. Ugh!

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LBB's first week in school went on smoothly. Except maybe for the surprise quiz in Religion where he got a very low score. They were asked to write down the usual prayers from their heads...under time pressure...right minus wrong. Vivid memories of my time back in school when writing the National Anthem was a tedious task kinda shook me. In short I reacted "violently", being a grade-conscious ate that I am.

"Kapag nagdadasal ka ba kay God, you cannot take your time?"
"Will God tell you, hurry up, and say your prayers, I'm busy?"

Of course not! But then again, I know I shouldn't be the one to complain. It's LBB's call, he promised anyway to do better next time. Besides, it's just the beginning of the school year. And Mhel said, maybe the quiz was just the teacher's way to instill discipline. I did not listen to the explanation, harharhar.

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LBB is maturing before our eyes. He is starting to do things his way and on his own. Next year, he will be allowed to get his Student's License to drive.

Aaaaarrrrggghhhhhh!!

LBB, stop growing up!!!!

katuwaan

Because I'm bored and haven't got anything better to do. Teehee! Another one of Friendster Bulletin Spams...

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first, name 20 people you know.. (these are the first that came to mind)

1. Rommel
2. Daday
3. Mae
4. Gian
5. Ryan
6. Caroline
7. Rissa
8. Odie
9. Jacq
10. Arlene
11. Sherry
12. Jun Ma.
13. Joaquin
14. April
15. Des
16. Mikaela
17. Tanya
18. Mark V.
19. Anna
20. Rossann

Then, fill this out according to the people you chose!!!


1. Who is 8 going out with? Odie is now married to Wes.
2. Is 9 a boy or a girl? Girl :-)
3. Would 11 and 2 make a cute couple? Nah!! They're both girls! And never would I doubt their preferences. Sherry's married and Daday's smitten with ... hihihihi
4. How about 18 and 4? Definitely not! They're both boys!!!!
5. Whats 17s work? Tanya's a lawyer currently working on tax issues of clients.
6. When was the last time you talked to 12? Just the other day when their package arrived. :-)
7. What is 6's favorite band? No idea. We discuss more mature things eheheh
8. Does 1 have any siblings? Nope! Only child.
9. Would you ever date 3? Not in a romantic date of course! Hahaha!
10. Would you ever date 7? Same answer as in question number 9!
11. Is 16 single? As far as I know, yup Mikaela's single!
12. What's 5's last name? Same as mine!
13. What's 15's middle name? Ah eh "bwahahahaha"?!?
14. What's 10's fantasy? Can't tell.

15. Would 14 and 19 make a good couple? First, they're both girls. Second they're both taken.

16. where does 20 work? PNB
17. Tell me a random fact about 11: She's my only sister.
18. And 1: He's my beloved and my life.
19. Have you ever had a crush on 16? Nyehh, haller!
20. Where does 9 live? Tondo near Abad Santos.

21. What is 4's favorite color? Not sure... red, blue and green?! Based on the colors of his purchases...

22. Are 12 & 13 best friends? Possibly. Mag-ama yan eh!
23. Do you like 20? Of course.
24. Does 8 like 19? They do not know each other.
25. How did you meet 15? Badminton at GHBC thru Baddicts!
26. Does 10 have any pets? None that I know of...
27. Is 12 older than you? Yup! He's older than my sister who's older than me.
28. Is 2 the sexiest person? She is sexy in her own ways...;-) WELL SHE IS SEXY, believe me. Period. :)
29. Have you ever given 1 a hug? Always!
30. Is 5 single? Nope.

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Yey, I'm done. I just dunno if I made sense and did not actually waste my time answering the questions. Nyahahah! At least, may bago akong post!

it figures

About a month or so ago, mommy was ninang to the wedding of her former staff (the bride). The invitation was hand-delivered by the couple themselves and it was I who received it. The groom is unfamiliar although he works in the same agency. But the guy's family name was vaguely familiar. On the day of their wedding, I received an excited call from mommy and her assistant -- the groom happened to be a brother of an old friend of mine, let's call him PB, and someone whom I lost contact with since middle of 2000. And I started asking myself "why did we lose contact?".

Rewind to middle of year 1999....

PB was a close friend of a guy, RL. I started dating RL in May, I thought our relationship was special (RL was my first "boylet" after more than 4 years). PB and RL worked in the same office and PB also lived in RL's house. So they were pretty close. I only hear PB's name in our conversations and there's nothing bad RL could say about him. There were times when I call their office and RL wouldn't be around. And PB would gladly talk to me and ease my boredom. On RL's birthday in October, I was expecting to be out with him, thinking that since we date exclusively, he would choose to spend a special moment with me on his special day, right? Wrong. He was apparently out of the office all day on client-calls. PB happily talked to me and pointed out that if I was special, RL would have taken a leave from office and spend the day with me. I knew PB made sense. But I refused to acknowledge the fact. PB also asked me why I was keeping it with RL when it was obvious RL was neglecting me. Because I never dump, I wanted to scream. Anyhow, PB and I became good phone buddies. He even offered to pick me from school one day and we had dinner. Simply platonic and scary because it was the first time we met (I'm usually paranoid about meeting people alone).

In December of 1999, reality slapped me. RL said he will have to stop seeing me and blabbed men's foolish mantra "It's not you, it's me", what a fu***** as****e! It was PB who later on confessed that in truth, RL has a girlfriend since June...and it was the same girl I loathed so much. It was the girl who flirted, came to the office in almost see-through dresses and white underpants, and RL denied flirting back. PB said RL kept me because I was the kind RL could bring home to his mother. And the girlfriend? Was someone he brought home only when the parents were at work and the brothers were in school and she was some slutty girl who could easily leave a pair of thongs in his bed.

Of course I was angry. And PB was there to comfort me. He never left me even after I graduated from college in January 2000. He was there to drive me around prospective employers. He was a loyal friend. Until around May, he said he was starting to fall for me. PB said RL was so stupid to let me slip away. He was offering me something RL never had to guts to give. I refused because I couldn't give anything in return. I said I wasn't ready. And he was gone.

I thought he left because I couldn't love him back and he couldn't take it. Last night I was chatting with a friend...she said something about not lying and being fair. And suddenly, some repressed memories are remembered.

You see, my story with PB did not end with me saying I was not ready for a relationship. It ended when I happily told him the news about some guy I started to go out with. He reminded me that I told him I wasn't ready yet and we argued. And then he was truly gone.

RL hurt me so much that I did not realize how badly I hurt PB. It's not that I wasn't ready. I was being unfair by not telling him the truth that I did not see him as my significant other. I guess I was afraid to flat-out bust him since he has become a really good friend. But he left just the same.

PB left his card to mommy's assistant but I haven't had the guts to call him or send an sms. But realizing now why we drifted apart, I'm so ashamed I don't know if I should even say sorry.

Do you?

Do you ever wonder what your life would have been if you:

1. ...were born to a different family?
2. ...are somewhere else...not here as in where you are now?
3. ...made a little more mistakes in your life?
4. ...picked a totally different choice ala "choose your own adventure"?
5. ...realized very early on what you truly wanted in life?
6. ...were born sans the physical imperfections you deem affecting your social life?
7. ...are more strong than meek (in some aspects)?

Well, I do. I have so many questions in mind. Depression sometimes strike when I ask myself. And when I'm through brooding too much, I realize my life has been perfect all along. Because I choose to make it perfect. I'm still sad though. Must be the rain.

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It's hard to write and share updates and happenings when you are affected by things that shouldn't even affect you in the first place.

I'd say I've been struggling to put things into perspective and just, for once, think positive about everything that's happening to my life right now. So depressing that I cried myself to sleep one night.

And maybe I should stop bloghopping for a while...or at least stop visiting some sites other than my friends'. I love to read but I will have to content myself with other materials like my books (which reminds me, I have previously bought books I haven't started reading as of yet!).

Drama lang...

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On a lighter note, let me share with you my...

Sunday morning AAAArrrggghhhhhhhh moment:

Room phone rings at 6am...

Me: (half-asleep of course!) Morning...
Lady: Pwede kay Sarah?
Me: Sorry po, you got the wrong number...

And I obviously put down the phone. But it rang again after about two seconds...

Me: (slightly irritated) Hello...
Same Lady: Pwede kay Sarah?
Me: Sorry ho, wala hong Sarah dito...
Lady: Eh saan nagpunta?
Me: Aba ewan ko ho. Wrong number nga kayo eh...
Lady: (hindi yata ako iniintindi) Mommy niya ito, saan ba siya nagpunta?
Me: Eh wala nga hong Sarah dito dahil mali nga po ang numerong tinatawagan ninyo naman eh!
Lady: Eh, ano ba ito 747...

I didn't let her finish. Call me rude for putting the phone down while she was still talking. She was starting to bug me and I just hate people for waking me up because of nonsense!!!

talk of the town

I am very productive today.

10:45am - Opened my eyes.
10:46am - Played Text Twist, Bejeweled and Solitaire (in that order) in my Palm.
11:20am - Dragged myself from bed to shower and fix myself.
12:15pm - Went down and watched Eat Bulaga's "Kaya mo 'to".
12:30pm - Bloghopped a little.
01:15pm - Left Sta. Rita for Obando.
01:20pm - Drove thru Mcdo Balagtas for my lunch.
01:35pm - Left Mcdo (yep, took that long to get my order considering I was driving thru. You bet the manager received some nasty comments about their inefficiency...wasted my time!)
02:10pm - Arrived at Obando.
02:20pm - Ate my Cheeseburger.
02:30pm - Signed five checks.
02:40pm - Facial.
03:50pm - Pedicure.
04:30pm - Chicka with Staff and Mommy...who's having her footspa, manicure and hair spa until I realized I needed hair spa (and trim) myself.
06:30pm - Hair spa with head, arms and back massage.
09:15pm - Helped Brian secure his birth certificate via E-census in the Internet (and I had to download IEver.6 yet!!)
10:00pm - Left Obando for Sta. Rita.
10:30pm - Safely arrived and realized I forgot my dinner!

See? I'm productive today and everyday! My day isn't over yet though...

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Driving tonight, I was listening to RX's Heard on Thursdays. The topic was "First day of school experiences". Oh how I miss being in school!! Let me share my story which happened during the first few days in college.

Before the regular classes which usually started June 1, we had a bit of orientation regarding the university and how to get by everyday like where's the Library (as if it mattered where the Lib is!), the Canteens, the Buildings, the Offices etc etc. It was also a perfect time to meet for the first time our Block. Some of them I've met during the Physical Exam, Enrollment and ID pic session. But there's this guy who looked like a goon we got easily scared of him, let's call him Mr. B. Even the guys avoided him. He had this icy look and very deep voice. When the day was over, he was gone right away. While the others stayed a few more minutes.

On the first day of classes, I felt that our block became so close easily that came lunch time, we all went together. And there's no way avoiding Mr. B. We can't let him alone right?! We were all new and we had to support each other. After spending time with Mr. B, we realized he's not masungit or scary at all. I found out he lives in the north and takes the LRT when going home. And so all of us going north, agreed to ride the train together later on. Those rides were the days we did not miss the signs. One rainy afternoon, Mr. B brought out his umbrella...with floral design! Another day, while climbing the LRT stairs, we noticed something peculiar about the way Mr. B walks. Aba, kumekendeng ang lola niyo! And soon we cannot deny the fact the Mr. B is really a Miss B! Much more when he/she confided in me that he/she would like to shave his/her legs but cannot because his/her family will find out his/her doble-cara identity!

Miss B is one of my best memories of college! And truly, some first impressions never last!

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I heard some shocking news this afternoon.

"Sabi patay na. Pero kanina sabi buhay pa. Pero kung buhay pa siya, swerte na rin kahit na nakatusok pa ang icepick sa bungo niya..."

When you hear things like these, you wouldn't help but not ask what in the world are they talking about! It's no kwentong-barbero everyone in our town have heard about the incident which happened on Monday afternoon.

A beauty parlor, two barangays away from mine, was held up. The owner closes the shop on mondays but stays in the shop to clean up the place. Apparently, two men went in, hit the owner's face twice with a figurine and stabbed the head at least fifteen times using an icepick and took an amount reportedly amounting to p75k. The body was later on found by a client who didn't know the shop is closed on Mondays. This happened at 2pm...in broad daylight...and nobody noticed the two men. The body (still alive) was rushed to the nearby hospital and was later transferred to Chinese General Hospital. Now they say the owner has died (but no confirmation yet)...


Mannnnnnnn, I can't talk about death in two consecutive entries!!!!!

My initial reaction was to remind my staff that if something similar would happen to our shop (knock on wood!!!), they can just give the cash (not that I keep that much money) as long as no one is hurt. If lives are at stake, there's no point fighting back.

And then they told me the owner's name. And I was shocked because the owner is a girl (who owns a licensed gun by the way) and was my beautician for about seven years before she transferred to her current location. And my heart sank. She was such a nice lady, although has strong personality for a lot of people.

It's funny when you see on TV news like this and shrug your shoulders and then suddenly realizing you KNOW the victim. Goosebumps all over me. Let's all pray for Ghie, that she may surpass this ordeal. I can't tell if she's really dead but a bruised soul like hers needs all the prayers.