I wanna live in our fridge,

With our pitchers of water, mom’s bottle of Coke (siya nalang nagsosoftdrinks samin haha), leftover pasta ate cooked during her week-long-leave, and our rolls of film still waiting for their developing funds.

 

 

I can’t stand the scorching heat today, to think kahapon umulan at bumaha kaagad sa Ust area (haha nagtaka pako!). Anyway, it’s my rest day today, so house lang ako. I am trying to read teen forums on “what’s in” right now, so I know what to add in my Anagon Collection site (visit! visit!)… I am super hooked with Uaap lately that I’ve been a pabaya owner of my own (virtual) store. ;p [Cinareer ko ang Ustedyante, hehe!] Now that “laglag” na ang team namin, I need to replenish my site (Anagon, not Ustedyante) para may makita namang bago dito hehe! :D At mabuhay ang kumikitang kabuhayan! Hehe!

 

 

Soooo, girls, ano na nga ba ang uso? :-)

Post away kung anung gusto nio makita/bilhin! =)

 

Salamat!

 

 

 

*peace*love*

 

Went to “school” today to attend yoga, which was unusual because I often attend Thursday classes. Ang dami palang umaattend every Tuesday, kaya ang saya! =) Today may classmate akong lalaki, ang funny lang kasi bihirang may umaattend na boy sa yoga classes kaya benta hehe! Buti nalang hindi galit sakin si Ate Hannah coz I wasn’t able to attend last Sunday’s Yoga Philippines convention, napuyat sa eheads---pero naka-attend naman ng Uaap game hahaha.

 

After yoga, super stressful because it rained. Had several meetups din at different times, so nakapag-pila pa ako sa alumni office after lunch baka sakaling makabili ng ticket for Saturday game (last game na namin huhu)—and then for Sunday’s Cheerdance Compe. Ang badtrip pala nun, kailangan may alumni i.d. para maka avail nun ticket—and ticket lang, you can’t buy for your friends. E katext ko narin si geo non baka mabilhan ko sya for the 2^nd game on Saturday—na cause ng mga mahal na ticket: Ateneo versus Lasalle Round 2!

 

Nakakatawa kasi plan narin namin ni Geo na magtutulungan (naks) kami sa pagbili ng tickets for Saturday—ang last day ng USTe para sa first game vs. up, and ang rivalry match. So pinatext nia sakin ang “Kuya Scalper” na source ko ng tickets on a few games, syempre ang pagkakatanong ko kung magkano UST-UP sa Saturday (para hindi mahalan)—ang tinext nia:

 

Upper B – 700

Upper A – 1100

Lower – 4000

Patron – 4500

 

Shet naman talaga o-o, haha! Bago ko pa reply-an na ang mahal naman, eto follow up text ni Kuya: “sabay sa ateneo lasal ang game nyon” ---naku hindi pwede utakan si Kuya hahaha. Ang nakakatawa pang mga text ni Kuya Scalper:

 

“Ky avril lavinge kn lng manood sep.3 bgyan kt discount 1400 ang tket bigay q lng 1000”

Hahahahahahahahahahha! HAHA! Kuya hindi ako fan sorry! Pero ayos sa discount a! Haha!

 

“Out na ust wag knang manood mghanap kn lng tcket s school nyo ako bbli sat hehehe!”

Napareply ako dito LOKO ka kuya! Haha! :D Business minded, natalo pa Anagon Collection, hahaha!

 

 

 

Yun lang =) Ay by the way, dahil whole day ako sa UST, and even met Missy at naka-bonding kahit sandali, pauwi nako when I caught a “Tiger on the loose” sa campus haha. Syempre sunod ako ng onti, tapos nauna ako bigla dahil may mga girls na nagpa-pic sa kaniya, tapos nag stop ako kanwari sa tapat ng teller machine sa tabi ng main (pasimple—style na bulok hahaha), pag talikod ko ---sakto sya na! :D So ako:

 

Me: “KHASIM!” (Feel ko na-barok ko pa name nia hahaha) “Ok lang mag-papic???”
Khasim Mirza: ”Sure.” (Man of few words, hahahaha)

Me: “Thanks! Ay tabingi sorry… *took another pic* Manonood parin ako sa Saturday!” =D

Khasim: “Thank you.” (Hay buhay, ………mag salita ka naman! Hahaha!)

 

 

Yun lang, adventure. ;D

 

*peace*love*

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Text Quote for the Day goes to:

“How would you know if youre happy?

It’s when youre alone, yet you don’t feel lonely or incomplete.

It’s when everything is wrong, yet you find simple reasons to smile.

Its when you wake up every morning without any regrets from yesterday. =)”

 

THIS is HISTORY! :-)

 

I speeded my work in Sofitel just to witness music history. I wasn’t sure if I’ll buy a ticket even though magisa lang ako, so nag gcash narin ako, in case.

 

 

Tumambay ako sa kalye in front of the VIP entrance around 6.30 pm to wait and see—baka ok na dito. A lot of people were already coming, lots lots of celebs and supportive people from music industry, and a whole lot more people came and find their spot here and there sa labas—nag fee-feeling Woodstock kami don --haha!

 

It was fun at first, but my stomach started to rumble and there was no sign na mag sstart na. Then my sister’s friends saw me before they went inside to meet Ate, and offered her extra patron ticket --hulugan. Napaisip parin ako if kukunin ko, but dahil sa text-an namin ni ate, na-kuntento nako sa labas—kuripot mode! Tinanggihan ko yun ticket by saying “Ok na ko dito, VIP pako! Kalye nga lang!” Hehe!

 

And besides, one of my goals lang naman is to witness this akala-ko-impossible Reunion Concert. Ang saya rin na makita ang “riot” “outside the fence”.

 

Anyway, naglakad muna ako pa-High Street to buy anything to eat, tapos hindi ko napansin yung ticking countdown sa big screen—so nun narinig ko yung sigawan, hindi nako bumili, napa-brisk walk ako pabalik! Sabay rinig ko: Maaaay ‘sang umagaaaa, na tayoooo’y magsasamaaaa…

 

Unang rinig ko talaga ng boses ni Ely Buendia, nakakahiya na pero teary-eyed ako =)

 

Nakaka-high! Paiba-iba ako ng pwesto everytime I see na kumukumpol na sa area ko ng mga “barkada in black”—complete with costume yun a! Ang scary nila, yung iba may skateboard pa. I texted ate: “Punk concert ba to?” Hehehe!

 

Natutuwa rin ako nung Fruit Cake, naglalakad kasi ako paikot non, sa streets, and I see people sa motor nila or sa car nila (yung isa may roof-window thing pa a!), singing Life is a piece of—caaaake!!!

 

Ligaya: Gagawin ko ang lahat pati ang thesis mo!

Sembreak: Naaalala kitaaaa!

Grabe--Nakaka-sayaw! =)

 

Tapos nung With A Smile na yung tinugtog, nag-balik high school talaga ako—inaral ko before yung chords nito haha! =) You can’t win at everything but you can tryyyy

 

Huwag Mo Na yung song while I was walking unsteadily na to Boni High at super gutom nako, around 9pm na at last kong kain lunch pa, but napapakanta parin ako with them: Ewan kooo, o hindi ko alam, pwede bang wag nalang natin pag-usapaaaaan…

 

I chose to eat sa SB para outdoors, feel ko talaga mahihimatay nako if I stayed longer sa crowd kaya relief din to. Then I realized biglang hindi ko na marinig yung sounds…or nag stop? Then I went back after eating and nalaman kong nag break narin pala, tamang tama.

 

THEN dun naganap yung announcement.

 

Anyway, I am glad I didn’t spent money for a ticket kasi medyo madami akong luho lately kailangan magtipid-tipid----BUT nakapanood parin ako kahit ganon. Nakaka-high till now…nasabi ko kailangan may drama talaga tong concert of the year na to e! Hehe! 30 songs daw dapat ang naka-lineup, ayon sa kuya guard na nakabonding ko sa labas –proteksyon din sa mga J.J. hehe!

 

Sayang hinuhulaan pa namin ng ate ko days before kung ano ang mahiwagang last song.=) Naisip namin Para sa Masa or Minsan. Narealize ko hindi din nakanta yung Magasin, at ang classics nilang El Bimbo AT Pare Ko! Ang dami pa!

 

Yun lang muna! Napakwento lang sa adventures ko =) Ayaw ng mom ko pa na pumunta ako mag-isa, but I don’t know kung sino na ang free sa busy friends ko ayoko na mang abala hehe! May mga nagsabi rin na mga nakita kong friends during the concert na “Wow mag-isa ka pumunta dito?” –hehe, naisip ko kahanga hanga narin pala yun? parang normal lang naman, napapanood ko sa tv. Hehe…kung gusto mo pumunta, why cancel it dahil lang wala kang kasama? Hehe!

 

Yun na muna haba na pala! =) Basta HAIL ERASERHEADS! For the most controversial concert of the year! -----from originally free and sponsored ng sigarilyo (may online registration pa!) then biglang change organizer, to not moving it kahit last minute ang bilihan ng tickets, to the sudden cutting of the concert ng 10pm palang! [bitin kung bitin!]

Get well idol! =)

 

Feeling VIP, hehehe

 

Serendra residents, aba kung ako VIP, sa "Balcony" naman sila, hehehe!

 

 

Ely: This next song is all about love, and i wrote it all by myself..

They try to tell us we're too old...

Too old to really be boooold!

(haha tama ba!!??)

 

Sayang ang sweet sana kung "Too ooold to really be in loooove..!" Hehehe!

 

PS: Hindi ko sila nasilayan, ang daming tents, gapurat lang at sa big screen ko lang nakita si Ely. :p

 

 

 

 

*peace*love*

 

 

Tickets will be officially released on AUGUST 28 through Ticket World. You may start calling now to inquire/reserve at 891 9999. Ticket prices are PhP 1030 and Php 2060.

 

 

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Reposted from several Multiply sites.

O sino na ang sasama sakin sa labas ng concert area?? ;D Sountrip nalang tayo hehehe!

I left home for yet another “interview” (2^nd time for this month!), but in my maong pants and my signature-gray floral blouse [one time, ana recognized me sa mall nung suot ko yon KAHIT nakatalikod ako AT nasa baba ng escalator—haha!]. Anyway, I wasn’t expecting any horrors awhile ago, now that I am one year from being “amateur” in interviews (haha!). Oh, medyo siguro konting kaba lang, but not nerve-wracked ala my first interview (in my Mom’s clothes—her awkward black slacks and more-awkward corporate-ish top and the black shoes I wore for my grad---HAHAHA)

 

 

 

Anyway, I realized din siguro I wasn’t that nervous na because, first, I know that I am not like there to impress anyone to land in a spot in their employees list. Swerte lang, ahem, freelance writer na nga ako. ;D That’s my second reason. My tita referred me to her HR friend in Sofitel (dating Westin Philippine Plaza) because they are looking for a freelance writer. I called yesterday, and they asked me to go to the hotel today na kaagad (natuwa naman ako, ang tagal na hindi nag hotel pamilya ko since krisis! Hehe!)

 

 

 

 

 

 

As expected, hindi siya interview, more on kwentuhan =) The HR is a friend of my tita so we were struggling for common-stories and people na we might know and about my little biz and random things about our lives. The good (great!) thing that happened today, though, was they treated me sa Spirals! =) Oh the luxurious life, haha! B-U-F-F-E-T! :D

 

[from sofitel.com--dito kami sakto umupo hehe]

 

Anyway, after the long lunch break (ang sarap talaga ng cheese and desserts pag sa hotel! Wah!) … they talked to me again about what I will be doing for them. Bale my assignment is to make a newsletter/mag with articles on the hotel’s involvement in social responsibility. Medyo mahirap pala—since deadline na by the end of August (which is less than a week lang naman haha)…and ang konti pa ng sources/info handed to me as of the moment. So tomorrow (or later!), August 27, babad uli ako sa PC! Haha!

 

As for the compensation? Hahahaha…walang detalye on exact figures (haha patay ako sa Manager ko, a.k.a. my mom haha). But they also promised accommodation and Spirals uli—yeah! Kahit krisis, makakatry uli pamilya ko ng luxurious life for a night (hahaha) yun ang mahalaga ;-) —ang saya maging freelance writer!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

…..that is, kung may assignment! WEHEHEHE!

 

 

 

*peace*love*

 

PS: Ainj, naalala ko ikaw everyday hotel, sosyal!

PPS: Ang hirap sa mga manunulat feel ko ang babaw ko rin, freebies lang natutuwa nako—bayad nako nun (Hehe!). Baka nga pakapehin lang ako, solb nako! ;D

I really enjoyed the Claylettes Workshop I attended yesterday. First, this will allow me to be more “creative” with the accessories I will be making in the future—since I’ll be making pendants myself, and hopefully—the beads I will be using rin.

 

And second, I love to learn talaga! Sabi ko nga before, if I have all the time and the money, one of the things na pagkakaabalahan ko is attending those “lessons”/workshops and learn! =) I want to have a new hobby once in awhile—minsan kasasawaan ko din yun stinart ko. So “on to the next!”—and playing with clay is, so far, addicting!

 

I have the photos of what we made during the classes HERE. =) If you want to learn clay-art too, then visit http://claylettesworkshop.multiply.com !!!

 

Here are some of my “masterpieces” at home:

 

There’s a Twilight book, a sandok, broken-heart, mug, pen, Oreo dunked in a glass of milk, and a slice of cake

 

For the drummer and the vocalist

 

Lomo versus Digital

 

French fries! =p

 

***

Since today is a holiday, and everyone’s here at home the whole day, ate, Cea, and I watched the remaining episodes of One Tree Hill Season 5 that lacked in the last pinirata dvd I bought months ago. Since matagal-tagal narin, sa wakas may complete version na sila Kuya DVD, hehe!

 

SoOo…ang masasabi ko ay bitiiin naman. =p And narealize ko I will never outgrow the Tree Hill cast—parang kahit paulit-ulit (ulit!) nalang ang problema nila, parang hindi ata ako magsasawa! Hehe!

 

Besides, parang the flow of the story nakiki-ayon sa stage kung nasaan ako sa buhay ko—nung highschool sila na parang mga college students narin naman—I was still finishing my college life in UST. Tapos ngayong post-grad nako, P.Sawyer, Brooke Davis, Lucas, Nate, Haley, Mouth, and the rest of the gang are also struggling their way through “the real world”. =) Ganon padin, as I have said eons ago when I first got addicted to this series: Everything is Tree Hill. =)

 

So yun lang! =)

 

 

*peace*love*

 

“Maybe you aren’t the people you fell in love with because you weren’t trying to be the persons you fell in love with.” =)

- [not sure if accurately quoted from] The psychologist of Nate and Haley, OTH5

 

"If you don't ask people for something, you just don't expext things to happen, you know?" - Peyton Sawyer, OTH5

Tuloy daw!

Sana totoo na to!

Here's a repost from iceconyelo.multiply.com ---thanks sis! =)

E-heads Concert Update (Not free anymore!)

Aug 24, '08 10:05 AM for ice's network

 

Walang nang registration. Magbabayad na. Pwede na kahit teens. Ano pa, hindi na CCP.

Sana totoo na to!!! Excited na sa updates on Tuesday!

*peace*love*

Today is August 21, marked as Ninoy Aquino's Day. 

 

Aside from catching a few parts of the Boy and Kris show this morning (featuring tees and merchandise dedicated to Ninoy), I've also seen lots of yellow posters bearing our hero's name or his pop-art-ish face plastered sa mga dingding na nadaanan ko habang nagcocommute.

 

Went to UST today and finally attended yoga class for this school year...nakakamiss din a! :D Ate Hannah actually texted me this morning to ask if i will attend, eh i am really planning to since I have meetups sa ust. =)

Anyway, 25 years may be too-long-a-time already, and some of us may not be born yet (lots of us!) during this historical event ... but have you watched a TV special featuring this  guy sporting thick-framed-glasses with nothing but witty-words (and substantial at that!) to say to his listeners? Have you read an article—in this past 25 years—all-praise of this guy printed in our 500 peso bills? Have you seen the footage of how he was shot in the airport, and pre-that-scene---how he already predicted that that will be his fate? Pagnaririnig ko yung: “The Filipino is worth dying for.” ---nakaka-goosebumps parin :-p

 

I didnt realized naka-yellow tee pala ako today hehe =) I wasted time at good ol' Nitro(got nostalgic hehe) after yoga and while waiting for my last ust meetup---and visited the blog of Chris Tiu, when I saw that he posted the homily of Father Jojo Magadia  during the mass for the 25th Anniversary of the Death of Senator Benigno Aquino, Jr.---celebrated at the Gesù, Ateneo de Manila University last August 17. A bit long, but read on if you have the time =)

 

 

Long Live Ninoy!

I look up to him more than his words, prinsipyo, and actions----it was his (great) love for the Philippines and its people.

May he be an inspiration to more generations.

***

 

 

When I was telling a group of friends about this Mass for the 25th anniversary of the death of Ninoy Aquino, the common reaction was disbelief: “Twenty-five years? Already?”

Even more striking was the conversation that followed. One said, I was driving my car when I heard the news and I felt so heavy and distressed and sad, and there was this strange emptiness inside. Another said, I was just coming out of class, when word spread on the crowded corridors of our school, and many were stunned and confused and outraged. A third one said, I was at home, and a friend called me, and as I heard the news, the tears started coming for reasons I could not understand.

One after another, my friends and I recalled, how each one remembered that day so vividly, where we were, what we were doing, the thoughts and the feelings that hit us when the news broke out, what we did after, how we all found time to fall in line with the millions of Filipinos from all walks of life who paid their respects at Santo Domingo Church, how some of us joined that unforgettable twelve-hour funeral march from Santo Domingo, down España, crossing Quiapo and Luneta, and all the way to Parañaque, singing and praying, as millions more lined the streets in solidarity, chanting “Ninoy, Ninoy!”, dressed in the signature yellow.

I remember feeling so proud of being Filipino and so proud of Ninoy Aquino, and so emboldened by his death, to continue the fight, and to take part in the next three years of nonviolent struggle, and to join the Filipino people in assuring each other with Ninoy’s immortal words, “Hindi ka nag-iisa.” Yes, those were graced days of unimaginable courage, and I consider myself so blessed to have been part of that.

As I look back, I ask myself, how did Ninoy Aquino do it? How did he leave such a mark on many of us? Was it the disbelief and shock that blood was spilled? Was it the incredible audacity of a man who knew he was risking death, and yet went on with such determination? Was it the sacrifice that was so strikingly and powerfully communicated? Was it the dignity that came with courage recovered?

I suggest that there were two fundamental experiences that marked those days--REDEMPTION and CONVERSION.

First, Redemption. In the Old Testament, the idea of redemption boiled down to something quite simple. It had to do with the payment of a price, in order to release the enslaved or imprisoned or oppressed. It had to do with ransom, in order to liberate and grant freedom to one who is held captive. It had to do with setting free from a power that controls, that burdens, that possesses and imposes and dominates, that makes people unable to take their lives into their own hands, and determine their own futures with dignity. The sacrifice of Ninoy Aquino left such a mark on us because it redeemed us who witnessed the boldness and bravery of someone who was willing to give up his life for those he loves.

The Filipino is worth dying for, Ninoy said, and that anchored our actions in those days. It gave us a share in his vision, his daring, his tenacity. It gave us a spirit that was so fresh and infectious. It made us creative, thinking out of the box, in our ways of fighting the injustices of those days, to the point of being playful and even enjoying ourselves. It gave us a staying power that didn’t give in to petty discouragements, through three long years of seeming impasse. It gave us energy and faith to just hang on, no matter what and no matter how long. Ninoy’s death was our ransom, our redemption.

We were saved, because through his sacrifice, we felt a new strength. We were won over by the power of good and righteousness that Isaiah speaks of in today’s First Reading. Observe what is right, says the Lord, and do what is just, for my salvation is about to come. And Ninoy’s sense of what is right and just gave us a new vitality.

Second, Conversion. In that most touching 1973 letter Ninoy wrote to Senator Soc Rodrigo, he recounts his experience of solitary confinement. He was already in prison, when on March 12, 1973, he and the late Senator Pepe Diokno were ordered to get dressed, and thereafter, the two were blindfolded, handcuffed, and flown by helicopter to an unknown destination.

In that letter, Ninoy writes: “When my blindfold was finally removed, I found myself inside a newly painted room, roughly four by five meters, with barred windows, the outside of which was boarded with plywood panels. There was a six-inch gap between the panels and the window frame to allow slight ventilation. There was a bright daylight neon tube that glowed day and night. There were no electric switches in the room, and the door had no knobs, only locks on the outside. The room was completely bare except for a steel bed without mattress. No chairs, tables, nothing.

“I was stripped naked. My wedding ring, watch, eyeglasses, shoes, clothes were all taken away. Later, a guard who was in civilian clothes brought in a bedpan and told me that I would be allowed to go to the bathroom once a day in the morning, to shower, brush my teeth and wash my clothes [two shirts and underwear]…. the intention was to make us really feel helpless and dependent for everything on the guards.”

In those days of solitary confinement, Ninoy reached a point of desperation and desolation, as he questioned the justice of God. He told Soc Rodrigo, “I remembered your famous words: Hindi natutulog ang Diyos…but I felt, at that moment, he was having a very good sound siesta and I was afraid when he finally woke up, I would have been gone! … Would God allow me to die without seeing my family? What terrible crimes have I committed to deserve this fate? The magnanakaws are living it up and I who tried to walk the narrow path of public service with integrity am now about to meet uncertain fate? Is this justice?

And then, something happened. “Suddenly,” Ninoy relates, “Jesus became a live human being.” And he awakened to the truth that in Jesus was “a God-Man who preached nothing but love and was rewarded with death…. who had power over all creation but took the mockery of a crown of thorns with humility and patience. And for all his noble intentions, he was shamed, vilified, slandered, and betrayed.”

“Then as if I heard a voice tell me: Why do you cry? I have gifted you with consolations, honors and glory which have been denied to the millions of your countrymen. I made you the youngest war correspondent, presidential assistant, mayor, vice governor, governor, and Senator of the Republic, and I recall you never thanked me for all these gifts. I have given you a full life, a great wife and beautiful lovable children. Now that I visit you with a slight desolation, you cry and whimper like a spoiled brat!

“With this realization, I went down on my knees and begged His forgiveness. I know I was merely undergoing a test, maybe in preparation for another mission. I know everything that happens in this world is with his knowledge and consent. I knew He would not burden me with a load I could not carry. I therefore resigned myself to His will.”

This, my friends, is conversion. And it is this conversion that we were invited to in those three years of struggle against the dictatorship--a conversion that meant working and giving it our best, but in the end, knowing that we could only depend on God. It was a conversion that meant accepting our limitations, and allowing the Lord to move in and fill in the blanks, and bring all the loose ends together into some unity. It meant surrendering everything, and then allowing ourselves to be surprised by the Lord’s ways, as he would later show so wonderfully at EDSA in 1986.

For Ninoy, and for those who saw his conversion, it also meant embracing the ways of active non-violence, which called for courage and daring. It sought reconciliation, and not the defeat of an adversary. It was directed at eliminating an evil, not destroying an evil-doer. It entailed a willingness to accept suffering for the cause, should it be called for, but never to inflict it. It rejected hatred, animosity or violence of the spirit, in addition to renouncing all forms of physical violence. It demanded a fundamental faith that in the end, justice would prevail. And that is why, the conversion to non-violence also means an openness to even the inclusion of the dogs who depend on the crumbs that fall from the master’s tables, an openness to receiving the aggressor who turns away from his old ways, an openness to reconciliation and forgiveness, after repentance.

As I look at the Philippines today, I feel sad. I am sad about the brazen corruption of many who are supposed to serve in public office.

I am sad about how we Filipinos have become so tolerant of injustice and oppression, and how we do not challenge ourselves enough, and easily let ourselves off the hook. I am sad about how many have given up integrity to claim their share of the booty that the powerful dangle before them.

I am sad that so many of our people have to leave their homes and their families, in search of employment overseas, because the country could not offer them opportunity.

I am sad about the acts of violence all around, from the violence of the criminal, to the violence in Mindanao, to the violence of poverty and hunger and inequality and miseducation. This morning we received news from the Assumption sisters, asking for prayers because of the war that has just begun again in Lanao del Norte.

I feel sad about the greed of those who abuse power, and selfishly cling to it at any cost. And through all this, it is so easy to be discouraged. But if we were to give in to this discouragement, then this commemoration of the sacrifice of Ninoy will have been merely ritual, and nothing more.

Instead, today, I suggest that we are asked to step back for a moment, and look back to the life of this man, twenty-five years after the great sacrifice of his life. We are invited to consider that what Ninoy’s experience really tells us is that the struggle is really not meant to end, that the true offering of self is a daily and ongoing oblation that can only last a lifetime, and that the fight for justice must go on, ever-renewing itself, and ever re-creating itself in the face of new injustices. We are challenged to re-tell the story of Ninoy to our young, those who did not see, firsthand, those years of amazing spirit, and to rekindle in them that fire that burned so strongly in many of us.

My friends, if we are to live through all the difficulties in our country today, if we are to persevere with dignity and determination, we can draw our strength once more from Ninoy, by reclaiming the redemption he offered, and the conversion he shared. This day, we thank the Lord once more for all our Filipino martyrs and heroes, men and women, known and unknown, whose lives have been a great light and a source of hope, that feed into the work of continuing national transformation.

Today, we pray very especially for President Cory Aquino, for healing and for strength. We pray for peace in Mindanao. We ask Ninoy to pray for us and intercede for us, for we know he is with the Lord he sought to serve, the Lord in whose redemption Ninoy participated, the Lord in whose hands we entrust our lives and our loves, confident that he will bring us his peace. Amen.

***

Photos from:

lonerprince.blogspot.com

http://www.codexlagman.com/

 

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*peace*love*

 

 

"Pilipinas kong minumutya
Pugad ng luha ko't dalita
Aking adhika,
Makita kang sakdal laya!"

Cheers to Nationalism!

Dahil wala akong magawa (at ginawa) ngayong araw na to.

…at natawa ako dito. ;D

 

 

eto lang mapopost ko tonight hahaha. Enjoy!;D

 

Salamat Liv!

 

 

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Boy: Miss, para kang chicharon

 

Girl: Bakit naman?

 

Boy: Ang sarap mong papakin!

Hehe

 

(Singit si Bakla)

 

Bakla: Ako riiiiiin parang chicharon!

 

 

Boy: Oo. Kasi nakakahighblood ka, leche!

 

I think I found my personal style the moment I realized my love for "Granny Fashion". I am not sure if it's vintage because I am too cheapstake for designer classics, and my mom wasnt well-aware of the value of her clothes decades post her teen-hood--->I am not lucky to have the clothes "owned by mom" during her fashionista years.

Anyway, way before vintage is "cool", I said to Momsy Marlene that I will take being called (my style) "Lola" as a compliment. Ang weird since the term "lola", when used in fashion, may mean baduy or too-conservative or whatever. But then, I grew to love em-----floral blouses, sloppy cardigans and all. ;)

Well, because of my fashion talk with Sis Kat G yesterday, I realized that the way I dress---though does not cost much as compared to others [thrift shop-department store fan!], is appreciated. ;) One person who notice what i wear is enough for me! haha!

Then she pointed me to a site which she always follow, a blog of an American-residing fashionista featured in Teen Vogue webbie because of her what-i-wore-today blog. The moment Sis Kat G saw what I wore when I entered Chowking----she said it reminded her of the blogger. We have same coverup daw, and almost same style. =) So yes I made sure to take down the site so I wouldnt forget.

Hand Me Over is the blog of Wendy, who is a self-confessed: "Diagnosed with compulsive(window)shopping disorder, but on medication a.k.a lack of funding." =) Here are some of my favorites:

 The sloppy blazer

 

My version [HAHA]

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Little Miss Flower Child

My Versions (hehehe)

My version HAHA

 

I am yet to wear skirts when going out, ohhh the woes of every commuter. ;) Plus, I am yet to learn wearing shoes (so pretty) although uncomfortable---especially when going up the steep MRT-LRT stairs. =p Hehehe! But for now, I am happy to have found a site to follow "religiously". ;)

Let's talk fashion! =)

 

 

*peace*love*

 

Photos from handmeover.blogspot.com =)

 

1. Chowking Congee: YES, the new “Congee-natic” commercial is effective sakin! Although I wouldn’t really care if they used all forms of technology [mms, text, blog] para naaayon sa panahon ang kanilang new product ad (Cea nakakahawa ka!) …Adding century eggs and the salted eggs in the congee—this made me crave for lugaw! Hahaha!

       

 

 Ang Salap! :D

 

2. Ms. Quibilan’s cookies!!!: My ate was a student of Ms. Quibilan’s advisory class in st.scho high school—so she knew her Multiply account ;-) Ate said this inspired her to bake na talaga. Here’s a pic of one of my fave lit teacher’s [Ms. Sunshine, along with Ms. Dela Rosa! Hehe!] yummm-my cookies!

 

The "perfect" cookies I've ever seen!

 

3. Friday’s Mac and Cheese Bites!: –Also, because of the new Friday’s commercial ;D [oo, naiinfluence-ahan ako ng media, hahah]

 

 I think I cant live without cheese! Haha!

 

I was planning to cross out one food from this list kanina by eating in Chowking at the same time as my Saturday UST meetup-chikahan with Sis Kat G---one of my old buyers narin-turned friend =) I think we enjoyed our talk on Vegetarianism, fashion, and writing—that I actually forgot to order my hot congeeeee! :D when it was time to go narin naman, I didn’t planned to stay late for food ;D I think I am growing the habit of the French Women—kahit paunti unti—because of the book I’m still trying to finish now! Haha! I am (I think!) losing little-by-little pounds---the healthy way na po! Be proud—no pills! :D I want to be a good influence na hehehehehe.

 

 

 

Anyway, I wouldn’t want to ask you for your food cravings, at madali akong mahawa pag dating sa pagkain. Haha! But anyway, since food will definitely be part of my list of favorite conversation-topics [HAHA], then, post away! ;-)

 

 

 

 

 

 

*peace*love*

 

 

Photos from:

Sunshq.multiply.com [cookies]

www.pinoyrose.com [congee]

Marlene Cinco, Chai Dela Cruz, at Lyka Tadeo!

 

 

I received a text from Emsky this morning kung ano daw ang kailangan pag feature writing. Emsky is a batchmate sa Candy Council 7, and fellow Thomasian din majoring in CA. Natuwa naman ako sa text since favorite subject ko yun-kay Sir Cuartero! :D And love ko talaga ang feature writing.

 

So sinabi ko yun powerful lead. Naalala ko everyweek sa Feature Writing subject may required kaming output. Naalala ko yun food-and-resto review na may araw na the whole class went on a “fieldtrip” sa Chinese resto Tramway—ang sarap ng buffet haha! :D Favorite namin nila Lyks, Chai and Marlene yun goto/lugaw, umupo na kami halos sa kalapit-table for our nth serving haha.

 

Mayroon din kaming interview with an Indian man (si Dass!) who can foresee the future. I am not sure if all the things he said to us before was real, all I can remember was hindi na kuntento ang quartet naming sa classroom interview na yun, nagpa-schedule pa kami ng interview sa kaniya—at binigay nia naman address nia haha! Dun naming siya nainterview uli (for magazine naman naming The Unexplained—hahaha!) … and dun nia sinabi na ako daw ang yayaman. Hahaha! Kaya totoo man siya o hindi, maniniwala nalang ako! *wink*

 

So after texting Emsky about the “good leads lang talaga”---natanong ko if anong topic nia, baka sakaling may maisip ako na lead/angle…sabi nia “Yung kay Marlene!”

 

A few weeks ago (or months?) Emsky texted me if I know people na PR practitioners. Syempre naman, I texted her number ni Jan (ABS!), ni Diet (Campaigns!), and syempre hindi ko malilimutan nanay Marlene (Oasis!). Nalaman ko din na a few weeks after that, si Marlene yung napili ng prof nila from their list, and nainterview nila ang kaibigan kong palaging late. Hahaha! :D (sayang di ako naka-epal para pagtawanan sya hahaha! Sabi ko pa “daanin mo sa accent!” yun interview hahaha!)

 

 

Anyway, today lang na Emsky texted me again re feature writing did I found out na its for Sir Dimalanta’s! (Ainj! Naalala ko yun fieldtrip natin sa Greenbelt hahahah!) … Natuwa naman ako :D Fave ni Marlene yun e, at sya pa ang napili ni sir sa list hahaha!

 

AND! It did brought back funny memories na back then iniyakan ko! :D Emsky texted na dito pala kami na F.A. (failure due to absences! Naalala nio yun blog kong yun!??? Hahahah!) … E bilang na bilang ko yung absences ko nun (hahahaha) kaya alam kong hindi ako dapat FA nun, so iyak ako! Si Marlene kasi parating late! Hahahaha!

 

Good thing, para hindi kami i-tuluyang bagsakin, binigyan kami ng sobrang late notice project (in a few days lang—I think a day nga lang ang nilaan!) TO INTERVIEW THE Ophelia Dimalanta! (for those who are not familiar with her, i-google nio! Heheh!)

 

Naalala ko pa talaga yung kaba pre-interview. Wala kaming appointment, plus I know her name, read it lots of times sa mga Philippine Lit books! :D A really good writer-poet! :D So intimidating! :D But the thing is, the interview went well! Ang fun! =) And turns out, anak niya pala si Sir Al! :D And so our topics weren’t solely about Mrs. Dimalanta, pati si Sir asa conversation naming ;-) Ang bait ni Ma’am, and ang funny ng moment!