I was finally able to have a rendezvous with my college buddies - Karene, Berna, Khriz, Kathy, Dean and Bonna (who was not able to make it at that time) at Gateway Mall in Cubao. Its been a long time since I was the only one who was not always present due to family matters and then some during these gatherings. It was my first time in the posh mall. I was a bit surprised that the food court area was too crowded. Most of them college kids who were having their post UAAP banters. Quite ironic since none of us managed to bring our digital gizmos along. So we ended up with no pictures at all. Had our late lunch at Burgoo's. Later in the afternoon, shopped with Rolypoly while enjoying the sights and sound in the area since it was his first time in the place, too. After that, we went home.After being inside that mall where I only get to have a view of it from the glass windows aboard the MRT, it felt like it was a bit misplaced - like trying to squeeze itself through among other structures, some are dilapidated at its finest. Its more of sandwiched between the Araneta Center and I forgot what the other landmark was.Upscale shopaholics could now flock along the busy strip of Cubao to this new mecca where most of the labels are unheard of, that is because I'm not an upscale shopper myself. The exhibit bazaar area has little space for people to occupy unlike Megatrade Halls which stretches from end to end. One resto which caught my fancy was the Pizza Bistro where every tables has a wine bottle ready and their menu is not your usual fare. Its Pizza hut made even better.A bit of trivia: you could find here the first outlet of Taco Bell in the country. I first heard of Taco Bell in graduate school wherein we were asked to do a case analysis on their company. And the good thing about going to this mall is that you need not dress to the nines because it has this laidback attitude even if the stores are screaming thousands of pesos right out of your pocket.
| 9/28/2005 08:04:00 pm
How could one really make the distance seem shorter? Is it by burning lines, an exchange of sweet nothings of two people separated million miles away?
Barrage of electronic mails or a sms messages even? Much as I would like to come up with the closest possible answer, I am inclined to shove the idea away. For the life of me, parting ways has never been so easy to take.
Never could I remember any physical separation without a tinge of emotion involved. Think overcast skies amid the backdrop of grays with foreboding downpour ahead. Just the perfect scene for a gloomy feeling. Its in moments like this that its really hard to imagine even a ray of sunshine to get through.
This is a test that destiny has put me into. And I know that someday we'll just laugh about this.
| 9/22/2005 06:45:00 pm
Once again, I find myself lost in a maze that was the kiddie party which was held in Batangas to celebrate the first birthday of my cousin, Erich Jeremiah Paul. This time, I'm not just a mere spectator but a soundsystem operator and a player (against my own will) on an entirely weird version of Trip to Jerusalem.
I laughed hard enough for hours on end at just about everything. The clown is too gay for his own good. Hehehe...He's better at a gay bar. I'm not sure if the kids find some of his lines funny. There's just too many kids all over the place which lead me to think that such a sleepy barrio could hold too many lads going about excitedly. You wouldn't miss the place, its right smack infront of the old church. Atop the elevated grounds are the two ancestral two-storey houses where my relatives live and their grounds are spacious enough for grand celebrations.Back to the kiddie party...Imagine one of the games require that the winner should climb up the coconut tree to get the three coconuts. The clown of course was joking but no sooner than he finished this line that some of the kids clambered out of their seats to do just that. Grabe tlaga buti na lang he was quick to say that its not that really the obstacle. My sister pala was the co-emcee. For what reason, I do not know. Hehehehe.
There was a series of games for people of all-ages, for kids and kids-at-heart. There was even a game for married couples. Hahaha. Obscene. Not.
Earlier that day, we attended a wedding. Papa's included in the entourage. He has a number of exposures in the wedding entourage lately. This earned our pang-aasar - same old barong tagalog. If you'll look at him in those pictures, you wouldn't know which wedding is he in.
This always happens. When papa is in his hometown (Batangas), he would be the butt of pang-aasar in the family (kami lang ha not the extended members). Some of the people we come across who would turn up to be our kin pala, would ask papa if the three girls he's with are his daughters. Papa would tell them na he only have two daughters yung pangatlo kasi si mama. Too bad, my brother wasn't able to go due to school matters. He's building miniature skycrapers for his project. That's what he gets for pursuing Architecture studies. Ooops, dapat pala I should sound encouraging.
And I can't help but include this in my entry: I am living way beyond my means. Translation: I don't have any money until the next payday! And the fact that I've splurged a payday's worth over my family member's luho (or neccesities depending on your definition) during the mall sale last weekend isn't the reason since I have paid via my credit card. I'm making the ends meet as of the moment courtesy of the generosity(?) of some friends. I'm really grateful I have friends like these people. Names witheld. Kasi di ba acts of generosity(?) should be best kept in secret?
And before clicking the publish post button, I would like to wish a good friend many happy returns on her birthday today, Charo Barrot! Ayan madadagdagan na entry results for Charo Barrot sa google page.
| 9/20/2005 07:04:00 pm
Yesterday I was crossing the street when off went a snapping sound. One of the straps in my strappy, white sandals sprang loose right in the middle of the busy intersection. I was able to manage it the whole day but I'm not wearing those strappy heels again. I have to get it back for the nth time to the shoe repair shop. This is the first time I was able to send a pair of shoes to a repair shop. Most of the time, I just throw those shoes which wouldn't be of use anymore. Those that I held of great importance even if they are not on a running/walking condition anymore, I keep in shoe boxes.I consider shoes as an investment although they wouldn't last that long on me. Probably the reason behind would be the long walk home and the uneven surfaces I get to trudge on. I have this propensity to get shoes on sale, which happens most of the time anyway, thereby I get to have the price reduced to a minimum. If the need be arises, sige I'll be buying shoes on its regular price.If I were to keep those worn out shoes, I would have an imeldific collection by now, come to think of it everyone would! Just think of the money people are spending on shoes. And some local shoe retailers in the country are manufacturing shoes which are not of high quality kaya madaling masira, Marikina-made shoes are an exception ha. Oh well, what I realized in this entry is, if you want to have shoes that would last long enough to battle the extreme weather conditions ahead, you really have to spend a fortune. But this is not logical enough if you want your feet to be in good shape. Its not good kse to walk on the same heel length on a daily basis lest you develop a problem in walking. I can't remember what the exact word for it, you could consult your doctor about it or refer to the medical journal or just ask me later I'm sure it would pop in my head but now I'm back to work again.
| 9/07/2005 04:50:00 pm
The past weeks turned me into a busybee in the kitchen. I wouldn't have known we have that egg yolk separator tucked at the farther end of the kitchen cabinet had I not been entrusted the task of making the leche flan. If you think I'm the only one in the family who has this acute tendency of spilling things here and there, then you're mistaken. Halfway through manually beating the mixture, mama has tipped over the bowl which sent it oozing down the dinner table. Had she not acted fast enough, there wouldn't be anything left but the thick yellowish residue stuck on the sides of the bowl. And then we also made some all-meat spaghetti, which earned good reviews from the rest of the family. Then my sister thought of grilling mussels with quickmelt cheese on top. The barbecued porkchops ala Korean also turned out ok. Although there's nothing much I could do with the fatty part which got burned. We have fresh tilapia straight from Batangas and some hotdogs. Those grilled delights with cucumber salad.Ahh, there's nothing like the rainy season to tempt the palates.
| 9/05/2005 07:45:00 pm
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Just turned 23. Not that young anymore and not too old either. One of the few reasons why she had a good excuse to mess up her life and still get away with it.
She is a self-confessed blog addict. The blog design reflects the total opposite of her personality. She is innocence personified - prim and proper, goody-two-shoes but could turn your life into a nightmare at the least provocation. Nothing is too complicated that her not-so-average mind could comprehend.
{*Profile*}
I took delight in trivial things. I could cry bucket of tears over light drama flicks while feel-good movies make me feel fuzzy all over. Despite the sheer crappiness of horror stories, I still hate those gory and morbid scenes that will leave anyone with that sick to the gut feeling. I love the sound of the waves crashing into the shore and the heavy downpours on lazy afternoons. Although i'm almost always caught with a bunch of people, I savor moments in solitude--staring into blank spaces, totally leaving the worldly troubles behind and just lingering in silence. I'm a self-confessed bargain hunter. New finds never fail to fascinate me--it make my melatonin levels shoot sky-high.
{*Career*}
Corporate girl who commutes from three to five hours on daily basis; started being a corporate slave a few weeks before graduation;
she's been working for two years; just a few months shy of getting that much-coveted MBA degree from an international academe.
She wants to carve a niche in her pursuit for world domination (as if she's bent on it!). Future career plans include being a
financial journalist or lifestyle writer; preschool teacher, etc.
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The Capricorn woman has a strong ability to understand human nature the way no one else does.
She has the ability to analyze and understand any concept well and possess a good memory.
It is not easy to deceive her. She has a very business savvy nature.
Conservative by nature, prudent and economical - a Capricorn women can amass a lot of wealth in her life.
However it is also not uncommon for Capri woman to indulge in sporadic spending spree - leading to temporary financial hassles.
{*Random Things*}
RAVES :-)
1. people who could carry a good conversation 2. combing beaches 3. furred pets 4. nice bed to retire every night 5. Shopaholic series by Sophie Kinsella 6. Body Shop's Moonflower scents 7. Marks and Spencer's Waterlily line 8. serendipity (not the movie) 9. a bowl of hot soup 10.moments in solitude 11. mango shake 12. chocolate chips 13. white sandals 14. pearl earrings 15. flared-cut denim 16. McDonalds 17. free invites to special events 18. good, old love songs 19. herbal teas
RANTS ;-(
1. heavy traffic 2. appointments delayed at the last minute 3. people who hate me for who I am 4. long queues 5. allergies 6. oil prices shooting up 7. boring seminars you've spent a good amount on 8. racial discrimination 9. bad hair days 10.carbon monoxide 11.sold-out tickets 12.freezing temperature 13.clutterd spaces 14.Calculus subject 15.excessive politicking 16.mismatched outfits
{*....*}
I'd so love to go to Boracy after few years of blowing my chance to go there on a free acommodation basis.***
I want to go on 5,000 shopping spree for free or get all the books on my must-read list at Power Books w/o shelling any bucks.***
I want to enrol in yoga class.**
I want to hone my culinary expertise by going to cooking classes.*
I want to do a commentary on a place long-forgotten.**
I want to be involved again on a project funded by international organization.**
I want to explore caves and tell the difference between stalactites and stalagmite up close.***
I want to build the world and furnish it with love (from a song).***
I wouldn't mind doing undercover job.*
I'd trade places with a wanderlust stuck in some chic city.
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ANNA
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Pronounced: AN-a (English), AHN-nah
Latinate form of HANNAH. It appears briefly in the New Testament belonging to a prophetess who recognized Jesus as the Messiah. It was also borne by an 18th-century empress of Russia and by the the main character in Tolstoy's 'Anna Karenina', a woman forced to chose between her son and her lover.
RACHEL
Gender: Feminine
Usage: English, Jewish, French, German, Biblical
Pronounced: RAY-chel (English), ra-SHEL (French)
Means "ewe" in Hebrew. She was the favourite wife of Jacob and the mother of Joseph and Benjamin in the Old Testament.
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