2008

What would you do if you knew you would not fail?

Your answer to this question is my wish for you this 2008.

fountain

So what happened to Pyrolympics? There haven't been any news about it. I am always looking forward to watching the spectacular fireworks exhibition from different countries. Although it causes so much hassle going to MOA coz of the heavy traffic and hurly-burly of a lot of people, the pyrotechnics display is surely a good treat for everyone. Those colorful firecrackers that light up the sky, create a loud bang and transform into various shapes like spaceships, hearts, diamonds, etc. give more reasons to enjoy the holidays. It's sad there's none this year. Or are they going to have it this January? If you have any details regarding the Pyrolympics, please let me know right away.

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joy & happiness

ahoy! kumusta naman may admirer ako. hihi. Received this bouquet of flowers today. I was sluggish the whole morning because I haven't been getting enough sleep lately. But when this was delivered to me in the office, I was awaken from my imaginary slumber. I rambled through my thoughts and tried to remember if I ever went to a flower shop yesterday, drunk or depressed, and bought a bouquet for myself. But I prolly wouldn't do that coz it will cost much. Plus if I was the one who purchased it, I'll pick a sunflower.

Sooo... to conclude, these flowers are pretty -and- they're from someone sweet =)





Click on the link below to know the meaning of Pink Roses:

Pink Roses

erratum

Okay Shrek is spelled as

s-h-r-e-k

and not

s-h-r-e-c-k.

Tao lang hihi.

Schreck is the German word. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shrek

greeting card

This is the product of my "being sick" and "staying in the house all day". My body was tired of resting and I needed to do something else. Thought of making one of those 3D like greeting cards in time for the coming holidays. I don't actually have a recipient. I just asked myself if I can make one, and judging from the outcome...yeah I can make one or something like it.

thalia

Name: Thalia
Type of Animal: South American Sea Lion
Genus: Otaria
Species: O. flavescens
Statistics: Female and approximately 150 kg.
Physical Description: black with dark brown coat
Diet: fish, squid and crustaceans
Skills: dance, smile, growl & bark, teach people to conserve nature
Others: mother to a young sea lion, Madison

Thalia-inspired Sea Lion Woodcraft

sunset, priest & asking

Our building admin always celebrates First Friday Masses. Fortunately, my officemates and I were able to attend yesterday's mass. Masses are usually officiated at the rooftop of the building, overlooking the cities of Muntinlupa and Paranaque. A dazzling sunset and a cold wind serves as a wonderful backdrop to the venue.

I tried to focus on the mass. You know to listen attentively and contemplate on the readings but my attention was just somewhere else. I kept looking at the sunset. Seriously, it was really really gorgeous. With its fiery red-orange color and captivating roundness, the sunset effortlessly charmed me. It was already halfway down the skyline, with clouds gathering on the side, the sunset's radiance looked hot and serene at the same time. Watching it seems to vanquish my troubles away. At that moment, I felt that there is really someone up there, omnipotent and kind, watching us.

My attention was then stolen by the voice of the priest greeting the attendees of the mass in his
homily. I noticed he was a homosexual. I'm sure of it! His voice, the way he speaks, the way he nods and sighs and waves his hands. Yeah even my officemate gave me that odd look when I looked at her. Just the same, I don't question his capacity of being a priest. I believe anyone can serve God as long as he has the purest of intentions.

Anyway, the priest talked about preparing and celebrating for the coming birth of Christ. He said that Christmas is not just the season of giving like everyone knows, it is also the season of asking. I was like, wait a minute... what did he say? And I heard him reiterating that Christmas, as much as it is popular for giving gifts and sharing one's blessings it is also the time when people should ask. It is the chance for us to ask God what he wants us to do with our life. To ask him if we have been able to serve him and make him happy. It is not just the thought of giving and sacrificing. You have yet to first ask God, what he wants from you. In doing so, you will be able to give him something that you know are of his plans.

On that note, I guess the priest's idea was brilliant. Sure it is a good thing to give, but I think that when you give try to make sure it is valuable. Because what's the point of giving when it has no value right? And so you need to ask. Ask God what he wants to receive. Ask yourself what your neighbors need and ask yourself what you can do so that life will love you back. When you find the answers to all these, you will be positive that what you are giving makes an impact. Then, your act of giving or sacrificing will not be put to waste.

Upon realizing this, I tried to look at the sunset again. To humbly ask God what he thinks he should be getting from me this season. But as I looked at the horizon, the sunset was already waving its last goodbye. Only embers and the shadow of the round ball exhibited from the horizon.

I'll just talk to him later.

12-5-07

As much as I hate posting melodramatic things on my blog buuut I feel like crying right now.

I feel like our conversation this afternoon was just ordinary for him. There's so much that I needed to say but he ruined the moment. I was on the verge of blurting things that could either lead to -- make or break, all or nothing, fight or flight. Whatever.

I can't remember where I got the courage to be the first one to say hi. At least I tried to be bold. I am proud of myself on that part. But he just brushed off the convo. Like everything seemed normal. I mean it's as if our communication with each other didn't ice out for more or less a month. While I tried to be serious, he was back to playing his antics and sense of humor. He doesn't get it -or- he understands but tries to be oblivious.

After a few words, I decided I can't continue it anymore. I couldn't possibly imagine talking some meaningful matters while he attempts to alter the mood and lead the conversation somewhere else. I hate it when people try to play around when I'm serious. Coz I only get serious once in a blue moon. And when I'm serious, I'm serious. Minsan na nga lang, ganun pa.

Honestly I know he was masking the topic of the discussion, giving both of us the convenience not to be able to talk about something that is sensitive. I guess he was such a coward. I wanted to remind him that I'm a smart girl. I know when people like me and I also get it when people don't like me and I try to accept it as best as I can. I just want the truth. But of course I couldn't get that coz he was careful.

Screw one-sided affection.

I'm tired.

Where's My Shreck??!

proud tita

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And theeeen on Nov. 28, 2007............

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Her goal was to win a medal and so she got it. A silver medal was awarded to my niece during their Public Speaking Contest in school last week. It took some preparations -- from letting her listen to a recorded version of the poem before she sleeps to asking her to recite even while strolling in the mall and weeeell it all paid off... I'm suuuuper proud! Im sure my sis is waaaaay prouder. She also can deliver the poem by heart, she was the first parent to arrive during the contest proper and sat on the first row of chairs at the back of the judges. I almost thought she would be the one to stand up when the emcee called the name of my niece, thank God it didn't happen.

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sore

I hate people who take credit for other's ideas! Gaaaawd, shame on them! Mahiya naman sana yong mga ganung tao sa balat nila. Can't they be true to themselves? They should atleast acknowledge that it was another person and not them who created that something. Don't they realize that the pride they feel is just superficial? And I can't even think how they take pleasure when they know in their hearts the true story!

tour eiffel part 2

Continuation..........

Name: My Leaning Eiffel Tower =D
Date started: Nov. 19, 07
Time started: 8:50 pm
Date finished: Nov. 19, 07
Time finished: 10:20 pm

lines...lines...

I'm a sucker for punchlines.

Here's one from the movie I've recently watched. I was dragged by my friends, didn't really have plans of watching it. But when I knew Derek Ramsey was part of the cast, I was mega excited couldn't have second thoughts... larga agad.

Going back, I've managed to secure this line which was delivered by the lead actress. This one is a winner =)

"Kailangan ko pa bang matae para maniwala ka?"

tour eiffel

Bought this woodcraft thing for 35 bucks. What a bargain! Kind of noticed it among the multitude of designs available. There's just something about the Eiffel Tower. I know , I know. I'm just reminiscing the.... Okaaay... stop.





Anyway, I had this in my hands last Saturday and I just started building it 12 am of Nov. 19. I thought this should be easy. I just have to conjoin the different pieces to create a wood replica of the Eiffel Tower. So basically I started at the bottom part. Good news is there was no trouble connecting the bottom pieces which if I may say are the legs of the tower. Bad news is, it was very difficult to let the legs stand up without breaking the connecting pieces. Alright, I'm no engineer nor architect here so it's just acceptable if I may be having problems building this one. But really, it took me an hour just to let the legs rise on its own. And theeeen when I added the second layer which is like a square piece of wood that should fit on top of the legs of the tower... whoaaaa! Everything dismantled! Hala Goodluck! The one hour I've spent constructing the base went to nothing.










I think the reason why I was having a hard time making the base of the tower unshakable is because the sides of the pieces which need to be fastened to the other parts do not have a uniform size. So my agenda now is to find a glue gun, stick the pieces so that even if it is touched, it won't break. Hopefully I'll get it right next time. I can't imagine I spent one hour just for the bottom part!



To be continued....

jordin sparks

Jordin Sparks - Tattoo
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tinkerbell

Go back to your Wendy.

She’s still the one, right?

At least I’ve tried.

Darn I’m bitter. But yah I am bitter. Bitter and sad.

ospital

Great. Hospitalization fees tend to echo the oil price hike happening these days. It feels so awful that the very means that can save a person’s life is worth the sweat, blood and tears of another. I wish that ishee gets well really really soon. I hope her wounds will heal quickly. I know sugar is already stressed. Stressed coz of lack of sleep, stressed coz of the pressure to find cash to pay for the bills, and most especially.. stressed because ishee needs her to be strong at this point in time.

I realized that money indeed makes the world go round. No matter how people say that one can live without it, I guess from what happened last Saturday I am now a convert. The baby's life was at stake and the hospital insisted an initial deposit. How's that? What could have happened if they found no one to lend them some funds during that time?

Gosh. I know that hospitals are still up for profits amidst the fact that they are the lifeline of everyone else in this world but to charge a hefty amount.. that's really contrary to the very reason why they were established.

All I can say is even though we weren't much of a help with the bills, I know more than that, sugar needs moral support.. at dun umaapaw kaming friends niya.

Celestina

I can't get enough of Pinoy Bags!!! Still surfing the net and voila! I have a new reason again to be proud. Featured in the Vogue Magazine December 2006 issue is Maristela Ocampo and her elegant works of art (that includes bags) made from Philippine indigenous materials. Celestina, the name of her product line for bags captured the foreign market and are selling like hot pancakes in the US and HongKong. Celestina items are also available at Vivre.com.

Iba ang Pinay!

Tatak Pinoy Bags

PhilBags
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Interested to see more Philippine-made bags, I browsed the net and found some remarkable pieces, compiled and made a short video clip. I thought mine is already beautiful but these are fabulous! Long live Creative Pinoys!!!

Proudly Pinoy handbag

Displayed below is a handbag that I bought from a recent trip to Bicol. I feel lucky to have this beauty. It's very chic and comes in a very low price. Bought it accidentally at a local store. I noticed this bag while rummaging through the "pasalubong products".

shower song

This is so so last century but it's my "shower song" lately. To be able to sing this song is what keeps me looking forward to take a bath when I still want to doze off for a few more minutes. What's your "shower song"? =D

Survivor - The Search Is Over
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period

It's hard to make someone notice you. To make him see you when he is surrounded and his eyes are fixated on a flock of scrumptious vixens. It's difficult to show him that what he might be looking for is actually right in front of him. That what he might be needing is not a 36-24-36, heart-pounding, face-that-can-launch-a-thousand-ships lass but a girl whom he can talk 24 hours a day, who brings comfort instead of jitters and who enjoys to be beautiful in the simplest way. Its depressing to be who you are when you know you are not enough and his heart melts for another person.

where's my Shrek

Got a text message this morning. Here it goes:


There are times you'd choose Prince Charming. He'd take you to his castle & dance with you, but would allow you to leave when the clock strikes twelve.

Sometimes you'd meet Spiderman. He'd give you the sweetest kiss and vanishes for all time.

Then you'd find Peterpan. A good guy who will take care of you and fly with you against the winds but then you'd notice that his heart still belongs to Wendy.

So be like princess Fiona...

Find your Shrek. Not perfect but real.

I'm listening

God answered me when I saw this today:

You truly are a good God. Talk to me. I will listen.

table

There's an adrenaline rush when you see that somebody whom you have a romantic history. Last Tuesday, I was with my officemates waiting for our orders to arrive at my much-loved resto somewhere in BF when a familiar face grabbed my attention. I knew it was him! Even though it was just a glance, I recognized the guy right away. It was one of those awkward moments. Tugging behind him was a petite girl clad in a chic yellow ensemble,his date that night.

They took the table which was parallel to the table next to where I was seated. They sat beside each other on one corner, giving them a view of my left-front-angle. I only bore my eyes on them once. After that I never dared to look again. I knew he saw me too. I'm sure. That time was just not right. Me sitting with my officemates whom I forgot to mention beforehand that they are a couple and that guy sitting right next to his date and then me playing the third wheel to the couple and then an icebreaker to that guy who was having a date that night. Get the picture?

Silly me I began to feel giddy. I hate those kinds of occasions. I think of things like how the guy was enjoying that moment where he can see me lonesome. I just hate it. Not that I have grudges, it was the situation which I did not like. Afraid to spoil my evening, I tried to focus my channel to my officemates and my mobile phone. Simultaneously, I tried to chat, text and savor the pasta I ordered. It somehow worked. What surprised me was when my officemate said that the guy whom I was talking about could hardly eat his food. Of course I hesitated to believe her, but when the guy requested another table, that was when I had a big smile on my face.

I heard them telling the waiter to offer a bigger space because they could hardly fit on that corner since two of their companions arrived. I thought that was quite an excuse. On my way out of the resto, I passed by them seating on their new corner. The table was of exactly the same size as to the one previously occupied by them, nothing changed except that it was far from where my officemates and I were seated. Guess he did not liked the view as well.

When my officemate found out afterwards that the guy was a schoolmate of mine, she was startled. Told me what a snob we were to each other. I was thrown off guard by her comment. Thinking that I was spooked to say even a simple "hi" to him. But it did not matter. I just didn't want to do it first. I don't have any attachments to him, but the thought that he has a companion and I was alone is a not so great idea for me. Sounds childish, but I think I have yet to mature on that phase. On his part, I don't know his reason. It wasn't a good picture after all, two people who knew each other but obviously did not want to greet the other party. Pride, that's the word.





Follow-up:

The day after, I saw him again in one of the malls in Alabang, though he did not see me. It was strange. But this next is more erratic. Just today I saw him for the third time unexpectedly. Again, he did not see me.

snow white

How do you deal with an older sister whose face mimics of a 20 year-old miss and whose body screams the word sexiness?! Extremely difficult to handle.

Since we were kids, she has been acting as the Snow White while I am the insecure Witch Queen. She is the hallmark of beauty that never aged with time. At some point, I was almost convinced that she has been to the fountain of youth, judging from how she looks like after getting married and bearing a daughter.

She can command anyone's attention by just strutting her own style. She's a total head turner amidst her simple ways of making making herself look attractive. When entering a room, she's the first one that gets noticed except if the people are my friends.. but yes even my friends notice her first sometimes.

She gets to wear figure-hugging blouses and tight-fitting jeans. She can pull off wearing mini skirts and spags anytime she wants. She can even wear summer outfits during cold months all because her body fits well with any type of clothing. On the other hand, I remain loyal to a wardrobe which I think flatters my body.

She has always been a doll to the public. Always receiving praises of her childlike face and tempting figure. While I, submerge into that dark spot waiting for a gesture of appreciation.

So tell me how do you deal with it?

For twenty-two years I've managed to create my own formula to serve as an antidote. If you are in the same boat, I'll let you in on this:

Accept that she's pretty and sexy but know that you can top that.

Pauline

written: Oct. 23, 2007

It would have been easy for me to have a puppy a long long time ago if only my family (except for my brother) was a little bit more compassionate to animals. My mom hated dogs because of their smell. We once had a dog named casper but he died. I guess if casper had the chance to talk, he would have crushed our hearts by scolding us on how he was treated in the house. I was young then, I just let others handled him the way they wished. Therefore after having casper, no other dog followed.

So a trip to Bioresearch last Oct. 20 was something ordinary. I was just dragged by everyone. My brother, who for some reason after buying a number of animals seems to be building a mini zoo at the back of our house, persuaded my parents to take a look inside Bioresearch. Going there for me was a chance to view firsthand everything my brother narrated to us, nothing more.

When we entered the place, different kinds of aquatic animals welcomed us. My mom, a cousin of mine and I led the tour. Upon approaching the next section of the animals that were displayed, my cousin and mom pointed towards something. When I looked onto the direction where there eyes focused, I saw a big box, one that's a bit rustic and has been used to contain a printer. Inside the box were three golden brown, curly haired, cute puppies that wiggled and peeped onto our side. Delighted, I immediately ran towards it. I touched the puppy one by one as if it was the first time that I was able to see puppies. I really felt overwhelmed. I kept on touching and playing with them until my dad and brother saw us. They too had the same reaction. And to my surprise, everyone adored the puppies, even my mom and dad.

We asked the man and woman sitting beside the box regarding the whereabouts of the puppies. They told us that the breed of the puppies is poodle and that they were going to sell it to Bioresearch. I was shocked when my dad instantly proposed to the them to just sell 2 puppies to Bioresearch and let us buy the remaining one. The couple hesitated. They told us that they already committed the three poodles to Bioresearch. My dad kept on insisting. And so after a few minutes, the couple finally said yes and instructed us to make the deal with them outside Bioresearch. At the parking lot, when we were about to pay and the couple was suppose to hand the papers of one of the puppies, an officer of Bioresearch approached the couple and asked them regarding the puppies. The wife was summoned by the manager and so we had to wait for them to finish talking before we can buy the puppy.

While waiting, I already carried with me the poodle that we were suppose to get. I chose her among the three puppies because her color is different from the two. Hers is darker and warm. She has an inviting eyes, and there's a certain sweetness and playfulness by the way she behaves. When the wife came back, we received a bad news from her. Bioresearch did not want to get just two puppies. Hence, we were not allowed to buy one.

Everyone felt really sad. But I guess I was the saddest because on our way home I never stopped talking about my adoration for the poodle. Initially, I was already telling everyone that my dream came true. I was hoping for a puppy all this time. However, we went home empty handed...

...Not for a long time. Before we arrived at our house, my dad got a call from the owner telling him that one of the poodles was still with them and they would like to sell it to us. All of us were uplifted. Suddenly my brother was in high spirits again and everyone was smiling. I told mom, alas this time around my dream is not just a dream anymore... it's going to be real. As real as touching and cuddling the puppy when we met with the couple. They disclosed how they were able to get away with selling only two puppies. The wife said, she knows the feeling of having a puppy that you really like and she knew how we felt when we were not able to get the poodle. She confessed that when she saw me handing back the poodle, she felt sad as well. And so she talked to the veterinarian of Bioresearch and begged him for the longest time to give away one pup. I think going home that moment was one of our happiest trip of going home.

We call our poodle Pauline. The reason? Nothing special. After brainstorming a hundred names of pups, we ended up going back to one of our first choices. Pauline.

Pauline is a blessing. She makes us smile. She brings out everyone's kindness. She gathers us in one place. Pauline lets us feel as if we are a child again taking care and taking full responsibility of his first pet.

PAULINE

Original Name: Chardin of Ridgemont Club
Breed: Poodle
Sex: Female
Birth date: August 18, 2007
Color: Apricot
PCCI Reg. No.: 11948A7

against the tides

Sometimes you just know...

I think I am destined for a greater cause. I think my footsteps will mark a path different from the usual ones. I want to see the world. I want to know what else is there. I want to know if it is really as splendid as most would describe it. I think I have to take a leap. I think I have to listen to myself, to realize my houghts and follow the beat of my heart. I think I will be happy to meet different kinds of people. I think I want to write well and converse well. I think I should take that time off from the usual environment that I was brought up so that I will know what I am capable of doing. I think I have yet to unfold my greatness. I think I will soar high and spread my wings if I will just focus and believe in myself. I think its time to be brave and patient.

stupid

written oct. 15, 07

I missed the second session of my dance class all because of that stupid meeting. I call it stupid coz instead of clearing things in the office it has worsened the awful feeling that’s building inside of me.

Now I know how it feels like when one has to suck it up. You know that time when your so much in agony coz you cannot do what you’ve planned for the reason that you gotta do what you’ve got to do.

We were suppose to join the Rumba class. Too bad I needed to stay two hours more. I knew I should have just left earlier without informing anyone. But that would be rude… kind of imagined the reaction of my boss.

At least my dance class dream finally materialized last Monday. That was our first dance session. We were taught to dance Chacha. I found the steps easy. I think I could have just browsed the net for instructional videos or pix and I’d still end up learning how to dance it same way in the dance class. Nevertheless, I enjoyed the session very much. Just the thought of dancing is already a bliss to me. Plus, my friend was also there, we were partners by the way. So made all my efforts of going there worth it.

Hopefully, next week I’ll be able to attend the third session. I don’t want to waste the money that I shed for the dance fee, much more waste my gusto for dancing.

burst

To be happy right now is a little bit hard to do. I have a headache and it’s because I had a long day today.

I cried two times.

First was when my boss cried in front of me.

Second was when I realized I won’t be ok with what will happen.

I need a hug. I need a corny joke. I need a hand to hold.

Feels like I’m about to burst.

wristwatch

There is no stopping me from loving wristwatches! I loooooooveee them! Although I'm confused how I ended up liking those intricate timepieces, I'm glad I did. I want to have a collection. But my collection won't be base on certain factors like for instance the brand, or origin, or resale value. I just want to get a hold of watches that make me wanna stay awake all night when its not in my hands yet. Watches that do not only speak of time but also converse the owner's mood or personality. I kind of inherited this addiction from my dad. He seems to be stuck in the wristwatch craze as well. But unlike me, his taste is more of sophistication and value. I on the other hand, don't mind wearing groovy or big or bizarre wristwatches as long as I feel that there is a connection between me and the wristwatch. Usually, I opt for watches that are unique, chic and stylish. Doesn't matter the value, although I always fall into the pricey ones.

Believe me, obtaining a wristwatch that I really like can put a smile on my face even on the most deadly days. I think that there's just something special to this kind of jewelry. Watches are subtle yet significant. When I wear a wristwatch it gives me a certain pride that I am able to wear it. It is the only jewelry that cannot be worn with another one at the same moment. It is made for a purpose and also crafted for attraction. Compared to a necklace, ring or bracelet, a watch is carefully made for precision. It amazes me that inside a tiny container are so many details that work together to create a function. I choose to have a wristwatch than any other jewelry because I feel that it is uncommon, more sensible and charming.






And to add up to my newly started collection, an 8066L Alexander Christie, a gift from my last birthday.













What better way to preserve the fineness of wristwatches than to clean and care for them. The link below will direct you to a site where "Watch Care and Handling" are discussed.

Watch Care and Handling

dabarkads

Golly I'm psyched we've all managed to come together in one place again. Not that we were all present literally but at least majority was there. Credit belongs to Kym =P I've got to say its one of my most memorable day this year.. thinking that its been almost 3 or so years since we had like this. I'm really blessed to have these people in my life. Although we tread our own paths, our hearts remain intact.

Still feels like high school days.. just more stories to tell and no more curfews =)


when: Oct. 6, 2007
where: Kym's place
what: despedida/get together

how do you say...

"Hello sis, san na kayo?
Whaat? Bakit ang tagal niyo dyan?
Di na kami susunod. Layo niyan eh. Dito na lang kami mag-antay sa loob ng Rustans.
Oo, dito sa may..... sa...... Shu....
sa Shu.... Shu Uem... (palingon-lingon sa paligid kung meron taong nakikinig)
Basta dito sa tapat ng Dunhill, to your right pag galing escalator."


I need to stop twisty terrible tongue twister brand names from torturing me. Especially those notorious French and German fashion labels. As much as I enjoy looking at their products, it annoys me that I cannot sometimes ask a saleslady about the merchandise for the reason that I am not sure how to pronounce the brand. Likewise, when engaged in a conversation it's such a burden to mention some designers and boutiques. It's quite embarrassing to say words incorrectly.

I browsed the net and found some sites which offer audio files to help people pronounce brand names. They're pretty helpful. A person may not have the means to buy those expensive goods (like me) but at least he may be able to speak the brands decently.

Read on. Although it requires a lot of patience and it cannot be learned overnight, it may somehow help.


1.) Designer Pronunciations

2.) German Words

3.) Watch Brand Names

DTWS

While surfing the web for dance videos... I discovered this:

Apolo Anton Ohno

- American short track speed skating competitor
- two time gold medalist in the Winter Olympics
- has won five Olympic medals over his career
- has been the reigning U.S. short track speed skating champion since 2001
- has won the U.S. men's title a total of eight times






for more of AAO, click this: Apolo Anton Ohno



Julianne Hough




- American Professional ballroom dancer and television celebrity
- youngest and only American to gain the titles of Junior Blackpool World Latin Champion and International Youth Champion
- became an assistant choreographer in Gwen Stefani's "Wind It Up" music video
- third professional to win a Dancing With The Stars Championship
- has a hit single "Will You Dance With Me"





for more of JH, click this: Julianne Hough



So what's the point of the info?


It's because I'm hooked with their "Dancing With The Stars" performances. Actually they joined the fourth season of DTWS and became the Champion.




Below are my favorites...



Apolo & Julianne - Rumba

Apolo & Julianne - Samba

Apolo & Julianne - Pasa Doble

Apolo & Julianne - Waltz

Apolo & Julianne - Mambo

Apolo & Julianne - Freestyle

Apolo & Julianne - Chacha

Apolo & Julianne - Quickstep

random

Agnes De Mille once said that "To dance is to be out of yourself, larger, more beautiful, more powerful."

I'd like to experience that.

I'd like to be insanely comfortable to move with grace, to swing my hips.. do crossovers and grapevines, to glide and to turn without hesitation...

I'd like to know if I can be one with my body, if I can command myself to extend my arm longer, jump higher and do a routine better than I would have imagined I would do it...

I'd like to take my audience into a reverie.. I'd like to cast a spell on them, like nothing in the world exists except the dancer in front. I'd like to make each step, each wiggle a word and each dance a story.

I'd like to dance and not give a damn.

sudden

I'm alarmed that in the span of one week, three death news has come to my awareness. First is the death of my best friend's grandfather, the primary reason why little lulu is in town right now. Next is the death of my officemate's brother-in-law. And the latest is the passing away of my boss in my previous employer. The common denominator of the three is the word "sudden".

1st story:
Daddy (the name we call for the grandfather of little lulu) passed away because of heart attack. Everybody was shocked coz Daddy did not have a history of heart attack. It was told that he began to have chest pains in the afternoon of September 28. Due to the intensity of the pain, he was immediately brought to a nearby medical clinic. The doctor who examined him advised the person who was with Daddy to bring him to a bigger medical establishment. While on the way to the hospital, Daddy died. He died because of heart attack and he died the same day that he got the chest pains.

2nd story:
His family was suppose to celebrate the accomplishment of his son but being an On-call Engineer of Meralco, the brother-in-law of my officemate went to work on a Sunday. An unexpected concern from a Meralco subscriber prompted him to go on duty. He told his son to wait for him. He returned home lifeless. It was his cold body that greeted the longing heart of his family.

3rd story:
Stuck in traffic and already furious, my previous boss had a fight with a lawyer. The lawyer made a counterflow along Shaw Boulevard, my previous boss got irritated by the move and began a spat with the lawyer. As morbid as the reaction of the lawyer may sound, he shot my former boss. The girl who was with him got out of the car hoping to ease the argument, she was shot as well. Right there and then, two people died just because of traffic.


I feel for the family and friends of Daddy, my officemate's brother-in-law and my previous boss. For the hearts who are grieving, I pray that God will give you comfort and strength. Let's keep our faith strong. Condolence.

testing slide.com

Tried slide.com. Made a presentation for my debut pix. Didn't really have any remembrance that looks something like this. I just had a copy of the plain video and an album. So I decided to use the pictures for a little experiment and see how slide.com works.

ela-ela-ey-ey

Rihanna Ft. Jay-Z Umbrella
Uploaded by papounette2005

survey time

Don't you just loooooove surveys?!

be honest sa lahat ng ilalagay at wag lang maglagay para magpapansin...here it goes!

Top 5 na ginagawa mo pagkagising:
1. hush my alarm clock
2. check the time
3. pee
4. toothbrush
5. eat

Top 5 na favorite mong past time
1. listen to music and sing
2. surf the net
3. read lifestyle/beauty and wellness/current events
4. play badminton
5. blog

Top 5 na favorite mong subject
1. travel and leisure
2. people
3. music
4. business
5. fashion

Top 5 na gusto mong kainin
1. seafoods
2. buffalo wings sa don hen

3. new york's finest pizza
4. mango bravo
5. salad sa cpk

Top 5 na gusto mong puntahang place
1. San Francisco
2. Australia
3. Paris
4. Japan
5. Bohol

Top 5 na gusto mong kanta
1. forevermore
2. change the world

3. collide
4. crazy for you

5. be my world

Top 5 na hate mong ugali sa isang tao
1. liar
2. feeling superior
3. slave driver
4. two-faced
5. walang isang salita

talk about worrying

I happen to stumble on this article in the web. After checking my yahoo mail, I signed out and the homepage of yahoo appeared. This was one of the featured story: "Why Women Worry So Much". The article which was written by Andrea Thompson acknowledges the fact that women are inclined to worry more than men. According to the study, scientists discovered that the female species are prone to become additionally apprehensive compared to males because they often believe that an awful incident that formerly occurred might happen again. The research conducted in September and October of 2007 was participated by children and adults alike. Results revealed that females tend to associate events base on past-to-future thinking. Presupposing that a bad occurrence will be repeated, like for instance a person who hit a female in the past might hit her again in the future, thus leading her to stay away from that person because she's worried that the latter may do the same thing for the second time.

If this declaration will continue to become predominant in women, then the descendants of Eve has got a really big problem. Having read the article, it led me to think that if women are more worriers than men, does this mean that women are generally pessimistic? How come men don't usually link past events to the future, are they more open minded and do they possess a more willful heart? Are women frail enough not to put anchors in their lives and believe for a favorable occasion instead of a gloomy vision? Moreover, if men are not the type to have a past-to-future thinking, does this mean that men tend to move on quickly from events in their lives than women?




Indeed, there are a lot of points that need to be given attention. I admit I am sometimes imbued to worry so much base on the same reason that the study reported. I become anxious especially when similar characters and setting revolve around the event. My mind reasons out that history might repeat itself. But most of the time, it is through my gut feel that I commence myself to think of not so good things. For example, I am usually good in telling if an event might occur or not. Before an event will happen, there are already details in the story that lead me to consider if I should worry or not. Part of the details are the events that happened in the past that I might be able to find a connection in the present situation. So there you go, I also worry as much as how the article described women do. Although, I'd like to shake off that habit, once in a while it maneuvers back to my system.

So is worrying a good thing or not? I don't know. Somehow, I think to worry is acceptable if it will not consume you and dominate your decision and approach to life. When someone worries, it means that the event/person involved is important. So to some extent worrying means you care a lot. On the other hand, I think that constant past-to-future thinking is not really advisable. Doing it will just hinder blessings, favorable responses and exciting surprises. Plus, will add wrinkles to your face. Talk about aging and worrying.

I guess that women should try to fix the habit of 'past-to-future thinking' because as the saying goes, "Worry never robs tomorrow of its sorrow, it only saps today of its joy."

S for Sudoku

So I have a new diversion when I've got nothing to do or when I feel haggard.

Sudoku.

I just bumped into this pastime when I was in Powerbooks the other day. Just browsing through the lifestyle section of the bookstore, I fancied this book called 'Pinoy Sudoku' and checked it out. I've heard about this puzzle game a year ago but was not really interested to try it. It is only now that I got acquainted.

Wikipedia describes Sudoku as:

Sudoku is a logic-based number placement puzzle. The objective is to fill a 9x9 grid so that each column, each row, and each of the nine 3x3 boxes (also called blocks or regions) contains the digits from 1 to 9, only ONE time each (that is, exclusively).

The puzzle setter provides a partially completed grid. The general way to solve the problem is when you insert a new number it should be unique in that particular region(blocks)and also in that particular row and column

-- www.wikipedia.com --

Honestly, I am not adept with puzzle stuffs but kind of challenged myself to finish the book even if it means filling it out for a long time. Gotta squeeze my brain yah know... *grin* You might as well try it. Who knows?!

no reservations

What is that one thing in your life that you have to have no reservations? The question may sound tough but there are certain aspects in our lives that we need to be bold. For some people that aspect may be their principle, faith or ambition, but most would affirm that it is their loved ones which call for a lot of bravery and dedication.

Watched the premiere night of No Reservations last Sept. 21. The movie is starred by Catherine Zeta Jones and Aaron Eckhart. The lead role Kate(Zeta Jones), is a fussy and committed head chef who is endowed with an illustrious career in one of the opulent restaurants in Manhattan. Upon the death of her sister, she will be compelled to take care of her niece who is having a difficult time moving on. Apart from the emotional baggage she has to deal with, her uncompromising character is shaken when a new sous-chef comes into the picture. Nick (Eckhart) is a nonchalant chef who loves to sing opera while cooking and is gifted with a charisma which would help him land a job in the restaurant where Kate works. Abashed by the sudden dislodge of her power in the kitchen, Kate tries to get rid of Nick in her work area, only to realize that Nick may be the one person who can help her connect with her niece and get her to fall in love again.

The movie did not wow me, but in a way it pinched a small portion of my heart. Reminding me of lessons in life that are so fundamental that people often forget. I certainly would have loved if Zeta Jones groomed herself more. I think that she was not at her most endearing beauty in the movie but I guess that's because of the role she portrayed. I'm just accustomed to seeing her regal and charming all the time. It would have helped also if the director added some more twists in the story coz while watching, I seem to have predicted what will happen next and thats a taboo for a good script. Anyhow, it all boils down to being there and watching the movie and enjoying the time.

I thought of making a list of the things that people should have 'no reservations'. Go on contemplate:

No Reservations in...

1. comforting a friend
2 nurturing your health
3. encouraging a fainthearted
4. following your passion
5. speaking your mind
6. making yourself look attractive
7. letting a loved one feel how special he is
8. trying out a new activity
9. saying no to what is truly wrong
10. praising God

off-the-cuff

"it's hard to wait around for something you know might not happen...

but it's harder to give up, when you know it's everything you want..."

late as usual

Met with my college friends last sept. 15 at MOA. Ate yummy sisig, had fun in timezone, enjoyed the fireworks display, window shopped til the wee hours and indulged ourselves with coffee and late night chitchats.


Here are some pics taken during the night:

dackie - foof- ysa

bright boy meets gorgeous

moa billiards hall

late people

3budi & glenn