I can't make you love me (Bonnie Raitt)
Turn down the lights;
Turn down the bed.
Turn down these voices
Inside my head.
Lay down with me;
Tell me no lies.
Just hold me close;
Don't patronize.
Don't patronize me.
Chorus:
'Cuz I can't make you love me
If you don't.
You can't make your heart feel
Something it won't.
Here in the dark
In these final hours,
I will lay down my heart
And I'll feel the power;
But you won't.
No, you won't.
'Cuz I can't make you love me
If you don't.
I'll close my eyes,
Then I won't see
The love you don't feel
When you're holding me.
Morning will come,
And I'll do what's right;
Just give me till then
To give up this fight.
And I will give up this fight.
Chorus (1x)
Friday, March 31, 2006
Senti Song for the lonely heart
What if (Kate Winslet)
Here I stand alone, with this weight upon my heart,
And it will not go away
In my head I keep on looking back, right back to the start
wondering what it was that made you change.
well I tried but I had to draw the line...
and still this question keeps on spinning in my mind:
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the man I used to know?
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
if we could only turn back time,
But I guess we'll never know.
Many roads to take, some to joy some to heartache,
Anyone can lose their way
And if I said that we could turn it back, right back to the start,
Would you take the chance and make the change?
Do you think how it would have been sometimes?
Do you pray that I'd never left your side?
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the man I used to know?
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
if we could only turn back time,
But I guess we'll never know.
If only we could turn the hands of time.
If I could take it back,
would you still be mine?
'Cause I tried but I had to draw the line,
and still this question keeps on spinning in my mind:
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the man I used know?
What if I had never walked away?
'Cause I still love you more than I can say
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
if we could only turn back time.
But I guess we'll never know.
(softly) We'll never know.
Here I stand alone, with this weight upon my heart,
And it will not go away
In my head I keep on looking back, right back to the start
wondering what it was that made you change.
well I tried but I had to draw the line...
and still this question keeps on spinning in my mind:
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the man I used to know?
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
if we could only turn back time,
But I guess we'll never know.
Many roads to take, some to joy some to heartache,
Anyone can lose their way
And if I said that we could turn it back, right back to the start,
Would you take the chance and make the change?
Do you think how it would have been sometimes?
Do you pray that I'd never left your side?
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the man I used to know?
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
if we could only turn back time,
But I guess we'll never know.
If only we could turn the hands of time.
If I could take it back,
would you still be mine?
'Cause I tried but I had to draw the line,
and still this question keeps on spinning in my mind:
What if I had never let you go?
Would you be the man I used know?
What if I had never walked away?
'Cause I still love you more than I can say
If I'd stayed, if you'd tried,
if we could only turn back time.
But I guess we'll never know.
(softly) We'll never know.
Emotional Rollercoaster
This week has been one hell of an emotional rollercoaster for me! I'm going through a really rough time now. This is probably the biggest mess I've gotten myself into. All 28 years of my life there wasn't any major problems that came my way. Come to think of it, all the problems I've had before are so petty that it shouldn't be tagged as a problem to begin with. It makes me puke out of disgust. But this one is no joke...I can't believe that I've gotten myself into this mess.
I wished I could turn back time and redo everything. But I know I can't do that. I really have to face reality that I made a mistake and that's why I'm in this mess. I didn't mean to hurt other people...but sadly, they're hurt and there's nothing I can do to make them feel better. I know somehow someday I'll regret this...regret hurting them so bad. I just hope that I'd be able to make up my mind on what I really want for myself soon...I hope and pray that it's not too late.
I wished I could turn back time and redo everything. But I know I can't do that. I really have to face reality that I made a mistake and that's why I'm in this mess. I didn't mean to hurt other people...but sadly, they're hurt and there's nothing I can do to make them feel better. I know somehow someday I'll regret this...regret hurting them so bad. I just hope that I'd be able to make up my mind on what I really want for myself soon...I hope and pray that it's not too late.
something to reflect on
Life is no straight and easy corridor
along which we travel free and unhampered,
But a maze of passages
through which we must seek our way,
lost and confused, now and again
checked in a blind alley.
But always, if we have faith,
God will open a door for us,
not perhaps one that we ourselves
would ever have thought of
But one that will ultimately
prove good for us.
A.J. Cronin
Friday, March 24, 2006
Kayo ba?
As i'm typing this everything tells me that i'm about to make a wrong decision, as if i haven't made enough mistakes in my life. haha! But then again, mistakes are just part of life right? After reading all your stories the more pressured I got to write and share my own story. Well, I really didn't expect that anyone would even reply to that message. Thanks to jorge for taking the first leap. Now I really have to write my story.
Okay, so what should i write about? Something interesting i guess...or i might just bore the hell out of you guys. Like the meeting i went to a few hours back. I swear i wanted to scream just for kicks! hehehe!
Going back to my story...
I'm writing about the question I always get from you guys way back college. There were some who were brave enough to ask me face to face while some would just stick to making face. "Kayo ba?" sounds familiar right? After x number of years, here i am attempting to answer your question as truthfully as i can. That way when we bump into each other in the future I wouldn't get that question again. I swear I get asked that question a lot! I lost count already.Well, i must admit it's a great ice breaker for those people i barely spoke a word to in college. hehe. But really it's not because I don't want to give a starightforward answer...it's just sometimes there's no straightforward answer specially when dealing with feelings and all that mushy stuff we're so crazy about.
"Kayo ba?" The answer to that question actually depends on the time the question is asked. If you're one of those people who asked me sometime between 1995-1998...well, the answer is a big fat NO.What? You waited 8-11 years just to get a negative? Don't fret...we were just dating that time...and things were a bit complicated to say the least. If you asked sometime 1999 - 2002, the answer is YES. We're very much together during those times. Then for some weird reason we broke up. Break ups make you realize that you dont own anything. It has taught me that nothing really belongs to me but I got through with a little help from friends.
I don't know about you guys but I'm a believer of second chances so when love came knocking on my door again sometime 2003, i decided to give it another try. With the hope that this time things will be different. And I wasn't disappointed. Things were different. For a time I thought we were doing really well. Fast forward to last quarter of 2005, for unknown reasons it ended. Even until now I don't know what happened and why it ended. Again I'm reminded that nothing really belongs to me. Anyone who has lost something would understand me. But I'm not mad or anything, somehow all these has taught me to live my life as if it were my first or last day. Atleast now, when somebody asks you "kayo ba?"...you can replyback "It's Complicated"... thanks to friendster for making it so much easier! It's complicated is way so much better than an awkward silence. hehe.
So ask me again that question. "Kayo ba?" It depends who you're referring to. All I can say is whoever this person is...atleast I've gained one very happy day in my life. Considering how things are around us, one happy day is almost a dream.
Okay, so what should i write about? Something interesting i guess...or i might just bore the hell out of you guys. Like the meeting i went to a few hours back. I swear i wanted to scream just for kicks! hehehe!
Going back to my story...
I'm writing about the question I always get from you guys way back college. There were some who were brave enough to ask me face to face while some would just stick to making face. "Kayo ba?" sounds familiar right? After x number of years, here i am attempting to answer your question as truthfully as i can. That way when we bump into each other in the future I wouldn't get that question again. I swear I get asked that question a lot! I lost count already.Well, i must admit it's a great ice breaker for those people i barely spoke a word to in college. hehe. But really it's not because I don't want to give a starightforward answer...it's just sometimes there's no straightforward answer specially when dealing with feelings and all that mushy stuff we're so crazy about.
"Kayo ba?" The answer to that question actually depends on the time the question is asked. If you're one of those people who asked me sometime between 1995-1998...well, the answer is a big fat NO.What? You waited 8-11 years just to get a negative? Don't fret...we were just dating that time...and things were a bit complicated to say the least. If you asked sometime 1999 - 2002, the answer is YES. We're very much together during those times. Then for some weird reason we broke up. Break ups make you realize that you dont own anything. It has taught me that nothing really belongs to me but I got through with a little help from friends.
I don't know about you guys but I'm a believer of second chances so when love came knocking on my door again sometime 2003, i decided to give it another try. With the hope that this time things will be different. And I wasn't disappointed. Things were different. For a time I thought we were doing really well. Fast forward to last quarter of 2005, for unknown reasons it ended. Even until now I don't know what happened and why it ended. Again I'm reminded that nothing really belongs to me. Anyone who has lost something would understand me. But I'm not mad or anything, somehow all these has taught me to live my life as if it were my first or last day. Atleast now, when somebody asks you "kayo ba?"...you can replyback "It's Complicated"... thanks to friendster for making it so much easier! It's complicated is way so much better than an awkward silence. hehe.
So ask me again that question. "Kayo ba?" It depends who you're referring to. All I can say is whoever this person is...atleast I've gained one very happy day in my life. Considering how things are around us, one happy day is almost a dream.
Thursday, March 23, 2006
Taco Night
I've gotten used to having my mom cook dinner for us. Well, it's been almost a week now since my mom left for davao...and it sure sucks going home without food on the table. Anyway, for some weird reason i decided to do some cooking. Yah i know this is scary! hehehe! Well, it's been awhile since i last cooked "real" food...and i somehow miss doing it so i got off my butt and decided to wear the mommy hat just until my mom gets back.
Tuesday night i cooked daing na bangus and sinigang na hipon. My guinea pigs were very much willing to taste my cooking. Hehehe! Ahem ahem...my sinigang was a hit! To think i was just working with whatever was left in our fridge. A little more practice and I'll finally have something to brag about. Sean suggested that we make tacos next time. Well, I'll keep that in mind.
Wednesday night i cooked crispy friend chicken and tortang talong. Uhhhmmm...i used this pillsbury ready mix fried chicken coating and it wasn't what i wanted for my fried chicken...but not that bad. I'll make my own coating next time! Tortang talong is one of my faves and it's not difficult to cook. Hehehe.
Thursday night is taco night. Due to insistent public demand. hehehe! Yah right! This was my brothers idea...it did sound like a good idea to begin with. I consulted with my friend ryan, who runs a resto in cebu, on how make tacos.
You need the following:
Taco Shells
Garlic - diced
Onions - diced
Ground Beef
Salt & Pepper to taste
Soy Sauce
Tomato Sauce
Cummin (1/2 tsp per 1kg of beef)
Red Bell Pepper - diced
Tomatoes - diced (take out the seeds)
Cheese - grated
Lettuce - shredded
Hot Sauce
First, heat some oil in a pan. Saute the garlic until golden brown and then add the onions. Next, add the beef until it turns brown. Add soy sauce, salt, pepper, tomato sauce and cummin to taste. Then add the Red bell peppers. Saute until beef is cooked. Set aside.
For the salsa, in a bowl mix the diced tomatoes and onions. Add salt and pepper to taste.
Now it's time to assemble your taco! Get your taco shell, then put lettuce followed by your cooked ground beef. Add the Salsa you prepared earlier. Add some cheese and hot sauce.
Here's a pic of the taco we prepared.
Tuesday night i cooked daing na bangus and sinigang na hipon. My guinea pigs were very much willing to taste my cooking. Hehehe! Ahem ahem...my sinigang was a hit! To think i was just working with whatever was left in our fridge. A little more practice and I'll finally have something to brag about. Sean suggested that we make tacos next time. Well, I'll keep that in mind.
Wednesday night i cooked crispy friend chicken and tortang talong. Uhhhmmm...i used this pillsbury ready mix fried chicken coating and it wasn't what i wanted for my fried chicken...but not that bad. I'll make my own coating next time! Tortang talong is one of my faves and it's not difficult to cook. Hehehe.
Thursday night is taco night. Due to insistent public demand. hehehe! Yah right! This was my brothers idea...it did sound like a good idea to begin with. I consulted with my friend ryan, who runs a resto in cebu, on how make tacos.
You need the following:Taco Shells
Garlic - diced
Onions - diced
Ground Beef
Salt & Pepper to taste
Soy Sauce
Tomato Sauce
Cummin (1/2 tsp per 1kg of beef)
Red Bell Pepper - diced
Tomatoes - diced (take out the seeds)
Cheese - grated
Lettuce - shredded
Hot Sauce
First, heat some oil in a pan. Saute the garlic until golden brown and then add the onions. Next, add the beef until it turns brown. Add soy sauce, salt, pepper, tomato sauce and cummin to taste. Then add the Red bell peppers. Saute until beef is cooked. Set aside.
For the salsa, in a bowl mix the diced tomatoes and onions. Add salt and pepper to taste.
Now it's time to assemble your taco! Get your taco shell, then put lettuce followed by your cooked ground beef. Add the Salsa you prepared earlier. Add some cheese and hot sauce.
Here's a pic of the taco we prepared.
Wednesday, March 22, 2006
Movie Review: Hostel
We watched Hostel last sunday at Glorietta 4. What can i say? Gory!!! This movie will make you squirm in your seat. There were scenes in the movie which made me want to cover my eyes but i forced myself to watch it or else i'd kick myself afterwards.
This movie is not for everyone...especially those that can't stomach really gory scenes. Hehehe! Well, it's worth watching! If you're brave enough and if you have the stomach for it...then go!
This movie is not for everyone...especially those that can't stomach really gory scenes. Hehehe! Well, it's worth watching! If you're brave enough and if you have the stomach for it...then go!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Massimo's (Part 6)
US Angus Beef - Php895 per plate. Meat is tender...well done. But I'm not a big fan of steaks...so much for that...hehehe!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Massimo's (Part 5)
Cannelloni - more like meat lasagna. Uhhmmm...nothing great. But looks really yummy right? It's all in the presentation!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Massimo's (Part 3)
Pumpkin Soup -Trixie ordered this. The rest of us wasn't in the mood to order a soup.
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Massimo's (Part 2)
Ceasar Salad - serving is a bit small for it's price. It's good but i've had better!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Massimo's (Part 1)
I've read good reviews about this place way before we even decided to go to tagaytay. Trixie mentioned that it was even featured in F some time last year. Anyway, i even made reservations the day before just to make sure we get a table.
Funny when we got there we were the only ones dining in that place. As if we dont want to have the whole place to ourselves.
Massimo's has a homey feel...really nice ambiance. If only i could say the same for the food. Well, lets just say for its price...i expected more.
Funny when we got there we were the only ones dining in that place. As if we dont want to have the whole place to ourselves.
Massimo's has a homey feel...really nice ambiance. If only i could say the same for the food. Well, lets just say for its price...i expected more.
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Bag of Beans (Part 2)
On a Diet Breakfast : sunny side up, bacon, bread and brewed coffee.
Yum! Yum! Yum!
Yum! Yum! Yum!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Bag of Beans (Part 1)
Big Girl's Breakfast
Trixie ordered this breakfast platter: pancake, cheese omelette, bacon and brewed coffee. Big appetite huh? We'll see...
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Cliffhouse
After our hearty breakfast at Bag of Beans we made a quick stop at Cliffhouse for some picture taking.
Buon Giorno, Cafe Breton and Fire lake Grill are located here.
Monday, March 20, 2006
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Carlo's Pizza (Part 3)
Creamy Pasta
Trixie ordered Pasta Alfredo to match our Pizza.
Yummy too!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Carlo's Pizza (Part 2)
Say Cheese!
We had to take a pic first before eating it.
Yummy pizza!
Take my word for it!
Tagaytay Roadtrip: Carlo's Pizza (Part 1)
After a relaxing massage at Sonya's Garden...we decided to grab a bite before we go back to manila. We ended up at Carlo's Pizza. good choice!
So if you're in Tagaytay and you happen to crave for pizza..head to Carlo's Pizza...their food is great and very affordable.
Friday, March 17, 2006
Off to Tagaytay
My friends and I will be off to tagaytay tomorrow for some R&R.
Here's our sched:
7:30 - meet sheila at shell magallanes station
8:30 - meet trixie at festival mall, filinvest, alabang
10:30 - late breakfast at bag of beans, tagaytay
12:00 - lunch at massimo
3:00 - massage at sonya's garden
5:00 - pizza at carlo's
6:00 - back to manila
I hope it will be cold in tagaytay tomorrow! I'm keeping my fingers crossed!
Can't wait for tomorrow.
Here's our sched:
7:30 - meet sheila at shell magallanes station
8:30 - meet trixie at festival mall, filinvest, alabang
10:30 - late breakfast at bag of beans, tagaytay
12:00 - lunch at massimo
3:00 - massage at sonya's garden
5:00 - pizza at carlo's
6:00 - back to manila
I hope it will be cold in tagaytay tomorrow! I'm keeping my fingers crossed!
Can't wait for tomorrow.
V for Vendetta
We watched V for Vendetta last wednesday at Greenbelt 3. We had plenty of time to spare since the movie is scheduled to start at 840pm. We had chicken inasal for dinner. Nothing great I still prefer the original chicken inasal in bacolod. I think all restos here in manila serving chicken inasal are just trying hard copycats except for the chicken bacolod resto in katipunan and the one being sold at salcedo market every saturday. =)
Going back to the movie...I agreed to watch the movie even though I had no idea whatsover what this movie is all about except that natalie portman is in it. Anyway, the movie turned out really well...in fact, it's simply spectacular!!! I love it! You don't need to read the novel inorder to appreciate the movie. Hugo Weaving portrayed Vendetta's character very well..intelligent, mysterious, compassionate, ruthless and poetic! I don't know for some reason i can feel the intensity of his acting...the words that came out of his mouth...i was glued! I could feel the emotions behind the mask. Natalie Portman also did great...i could feel her rage...her fear...superb acting!!! I got emotional over some parts in the movie...you can't help but get carried away. This is one movie you can't get out of your head even after watching the movie.
Best Movie of the year so far!
Plot: In a story where Germany won a future World War and Great Britain is now a fascist state, a masked vigilante known only as "V" conducts guerrilla warfare against the government. When he rescues a normal young woman (Portman), she joins his struggle against the forces of oppression...
Tagline: Remember...Remember the fifth of november.
Friday, March 10, 2006
See how this story goes...
Albert started this story in our yahoo groups...everybody was supposed to contribute to the story...of course, i had to contribute! hehehe! I'll update this whenever someone contributes their part and see where this story goes... happy reading!
Glancing
by Yahoo Groups TCA Class 94
Her chocolate skin is glistening...a mixture of sweat and soap and water.
She feels hot. Washing clothes at 12 noon is not a very bright idea.
She sat on a low stool and spread her legs wide. More of that glistening _mocha skin is exposed now as her smooth thighs reflects the mid day sun.
I should have worn a bra, she thought.
Washing clothes really makes one wet. The tips of her breasts try to peek through the soft white cotton tee shirt she's wearing.
She thought ...I probably look like one of those sexy Tanduay calendar girls. Well, except that they were not washing clothes. Nobody's here right now. Maam and Sir are at work. Im all alone and I dont think anybody could see me out here. Ill just take off my shorts and wrap a towel around my waist.
Why is she standing up ? What is she doing ? Is she going back inside ?
Dont go back yet. Wait...she's taking off her shorts...
She turned her head. Turned her head at the deserted house next to the fence. She looked at the dark window in that old house.
(Tine's Contribution)
She stared at it for a long time. The glaring summer sun was making it even more difficult for her to see clearly what lies behind that dark window.
"I should've borrowed ma'am's Gucci sunglasses!" she told herself. Sir gave it to ma'am as a gift last christmas and Ma'am really liked it. She wore it every single day...like when she's out jogging in the park, or buying fish in the market, or simply having tea with her amigas. I tried to borrow it once but Ma'am would'nt let me. She said it's only for rich people like her. Anyway, i heard those tanduay calendar girls wear gucci sunglasses as well. I should get one! It would be nice to wear those sunglasses when i'm out doing the laundry. Haaaaaay!
Just when she was about to look away from the dark window, she saw the brown dingy curtains moved! In panic, she quickly grabbed a towel to cover herself! Is someone watching her from that window? who could that be? How long has he been watching me? Is he drugs addict?
Ryan's> >> >
"hey Zante! waaasuuuup!!?", Joey shouted coming in from an old 1970's wooden apartment door. Zante was stunned, quickly covering himself and moving away from the window. Zante is a professor in a reputable university in the city. heheaded the computer engineering department who had been recently awarded the department of the year. everything in his department is well organized and well informed. every exams are computer generated and encrypted with 512bit cipher strength. he also teaches one of the pre-requisite major subject before graduation. it was not an ordinary day, why? Zante had been to the deans office for reasons nobody knew. "what you are doin?" joey asked. as if in doubt to why Zante was half naked and smiling. "whhyyy, uhmmmmm... i was just looking down the window", chuckling as he scratched his head.
Zante's>>>
"I was just looking down the window to get my spare key," Zante continued. "I hid it here, in case I'd lose my key. I realized that I left my key in the office when I got here. I had to rush from school to get my proposals for the robotics design that the department will be undertaking next school year. My dean needs it badly right now, so I have to excuse from the office just to get my designs here. Just have my memory gap. Not realizing i don't have the key with me." Zante smiled. Joey asked, "Why are you so wet and half naked?" Zante replied, "I really hate the feast of john the baptist. You see, those people from the barangay threw pails of water on my way here. It just happened that I opened the windows of my car because the airconditioner broke down. just a series of misfortunes." Zante smiled again."REally? Well I guess I should watch out for those people on my way to downtown." Joey chuckled.
Across the street, Zante found out Ryan was using his high tech binoculars that could see through any wall using state of the art technology focusing. He was focusing on something....... His focus was what was beyond the window where Joey found Zante looking for something... Joey, amused, said, "What is Ryan up to right now?"
Glancing
by Yahoo Groups TCA Class 94
Her chocolate skin is glistening...a mixture of sweat and soap and water.
She feels hot. Washing clothes at 12 noon is not a very bright idea.
She sat on a low stool and spread her legs wide. More of that glistening _mocha skin is exposed now as her smooth thighs reflects the mid day sun.
I should have worn a bra, she thought.
Washing clothes really makes one wet. The tips of her breasts try to peek through the soft white cotton tee shirt she's wearing.
She thought ...I probably look like one of those sexy Tanduay calendar girls. Well, except that they were not washing clothes. Nobody's here right now. Maam and Sir are at work. Im all alone and I dont think anybody could see me out here. Ill just take off my shorts and wrap a towel around my waist.
Why is she standing up ? What is she doing ? Is she going back inside ?
Dont go back yet. Wait...she's taking off her shorts...
She turned her head. Turned her head at the deserted house next to the fence. She looked at the dark window in that old house.
(Tine's Contribution)
She stared at it for a long time. The glaring summer sun was making it even more difficult for her to see clearly what lies behind that dark window.
"I should've borrowed ma'am's Gucci sunglasses!" she told herself. Sir gave it to ma'am as a gift last christmas and Ma'am really liked it. She wore it every single day...like when she's out jogging in the park, or buying fish in the market, or simply having tea with her amigas. I tried to borrow it once but Ma'am would'nt let me. She said it's only for rich people like her. Anyway, i heard those tanduay calendar girls wear gucci sunglasses as well. I should get one! It would be nice to wear those sunglasses when i'm out doing the laundry. Haaaaaay!
Just when she was about to look away from the dark window, she saw the brown dingy curtains moved! In panic, she quickly grabbed a towel to cover herself! Is someone watching her from that window? who could that be? How long has he been watching me? Is he drugs addict?
Ryan's> >> >
"hey Zante! waaasuuuup!!?", Joey shouted coming in from an old 1970's wooden apartment door. Zante was stunned, quickly covering himself and moving away from the window. Zante is a professor in a reputable university in the city. heheaded the computer engineering department who had been recently awarded the department of the year. everything in his department is well organized and well informed. every exams are computer generated and encrypted with 512bit cipher strength. he also teaches one of the pre-requisite major subject before graduation. it was not an ordinary day, why? Zante had been to the deans office for reasons nobody knew. "what you are doin?" joey asked. as if in doubt to why Zante was half naked and smiling. "whhyyy, uhmmmmm... i was just looking down the window", chuckling as he scratched his head.
Zante's>>>
"I was just looking down the window to get my spare key," Zante continued. "I hid it here, in case I'd lose my key. I realized that I left my key in the office when I got here. I had to rush from school to get my proposals for the robotics design that the department will be undertaking next school year. My dean needs it badly right now, so I have to excuse from the office just to get my designs here. Just have my memory gap. Not realizing i don't have the key with me." Zante smiled. Joey asked, "Why are you so wet and half naked?" Zante replied, "I really hate the feast of john the baptist. You see, those people from the barangay threw pails of water on my way here. It just happened that I opened the windows of my car because the airconditioner broke down. just a series of misfortunes." Zante smiled again."REally? Well I guess I should watch out for those people on my way to downtown." Joey chuckled.
Across the street, Zante found out Ryan was using his high tech binoculars that could see through any wall using state of the art technology focusing. He was focusing on something....... His focus was what was beyond the window where Joey found Zante looking for something... Joey, amused, said, "What is Ryan up to right now?"
How it went...
I was home by 6:45pm thanks to the reckless-drag-racer-wannabe- taxi driver...i almost reached my boiling point because of his driving skills but decided to keep my cool. Breathe in breathe out! To make matters even worst...when i got off the driver said: "thank you misis!" and drove off!!! That was it! Dear old me a Mrs? Awww Cmoown!!! Mrs - rarely spelt out as Missus is a form of address for a married woman as defined in google. This is the first time...let me repeat that...First Time that i was addressed to as a Missus! Do i look like one already? Argghhhhhhhhh!!! I'm used to being called "nene" or miss...but never...i repeat NEVER was i addressed to as missus!
To release my frustration i changed into my gym clothes and hurried off to the gym. That taxi driver was my motivation to burn those extra bulges off! 7:00pm: As expected the gym was packed! I was controlling my temper...of course i had to fake a few smiles to my gym "friends". hehehe! Bike, stretching, dumb bells, leg press, abs machine, glutes...after an hour i was done! That was my shortest workout ever.
8:00pm: Hurried home and took a shower. I have to get ready for dinner with albert. I settled for a black sleeveless top and my fave jeans. Hmmm...that was fast!
8:45pm: Albert and I wanted italiannis...we were craving for their bread and sicilian chicken salad! But we only have an hour to eat and usually we take more than an hour when eating at italiannis. So Italiannis is out of the question.
Albert: How about Heaven and Eggs?
Tine: Nah...it's too HEAVY! hehehe
Tine: How about A Venetto?
Albert: Sounds good. Lets go!
So we headed off to Glorietta 3...only to find that A Venetto was full! Yech!
Anyway, we ended up eating at Teriyaki Boy.
9:30pm : Had coffee with Pam, Carlo, Rosanne, Lovely, Anwar, and Albert. I introduced albert to everybody for the first time (except anna coz they met last dec at chloe's party). As expected everybody loves him...well, atleast that's what they've told me. Anyway, how can you not like albert? He's very sociable, smart, can talk endlessly, full of wit matched with a great sense of humor.
Beat that.
We all had a great time. It was filled with stories about a friend getting married this june and how we so want to stop the wedding(hehehe), the reason behind maya's absence-pressures of the bar exam, rosanne's reunion with her baby, mysterious back spasm of pam, my new boyfriend, how the wolrd is too small that albert actually knows lovely's bf, anwar, from college, and anna's life as a full time mom to chloe. I found myself laughing and having a great time. Too bad we had to end it by 1am!
Btw, thanks to rosanne for the coffee and chocolate kisses! Have a safe trip back to the US. Til your next visit!
To release my frustration i changed into my gym clothes and hurried off to the gym. That taxi driver was my motivation to burn those extra bulges off! 7:00pm: As expected the gym was packed! I was controlling my temper...of course i had to fake a few smiles to my gym "friends". hehehe! Bike, stretching, dumb bells, leg press, abs machine, glutes...after an hour i was done! That was my shortest workout ever.
8:00pm: Hurried home and took a shower. I have to get ready for dinner with albert. I settled for a black sleeveless top and my fave jeans. Hmmm...that was fast!
8:45pm: Albert and I wanted italiannis...we were craving for their bread and sicilian chicken salad! But we only have an hour to eat and usually we take more than an hour when eating at italiannis. So Italiannis is out of the question.
Albert: How about Heaven and Eggs?
Tine: Nah...it's too HEAVY! hehehe
Tine: How about A Venetto?
Albert: Sounds good. Lets go!
So we headed off to Glorietta 3...only to find that A Venetto was full! Yech!
Anyway, we ended up eating at Teriyaki Boy.
9:30pm : Had coffee with Pam, Carlo, Rosanne, Lovely, Anwar, and Albert. I introduced albert to everybody for the first time (except anna coz they met last dec at chloe's party). As expected everybody loves him...well, atleast that's what they've told me. Anyway, how can you not like albert? He's very sociable, smart, can talk endlessly, full of wit matched with a great sense of humor.
Beat that.
We all had a great time. It was filled with stories about a friend getting married this june and how we so want to stop the wedding(hehehe), the reason behind maya's absence-pressures of the bar exam, rosanne's reunion with her baby, mysterious back spasm of pam, my new boyfriend, how the wolrd is too small that albert actually knows lovely's bf, anwar, from college, and anna's life as a full time mom to chloe. I found myself laughing and having a great time. Too bad we had to end it by 1am!
Btw, thanks to rosanne for the coffee and chocolate kisses! Have a safe trip back to the US. Til your next visit!
Thursday, March 09, 2006
Hectic Day
Whew! I'm almost done with my report. Yey! It's 4:43 in the afternoon couple more minutes and i can leave the office. Hehehe! I'm having coffee with my high school friends later at 930pm. That means I have to be home by 630pm then proceed to the gym for a 1.5 to 2 hour workout. Should be done before uhmmmm...830pm? Still got time to shower and dress up. Errrr! I don't have anything to wear!!! Eat dinner? Hmmm...i'm not sure about this. I guess I'll just have to grab something to eat on my way to greenbelt. I sure hope I'll get there on time...wish me luck!!!
Btw, Happy Birthday Sheila!!! Have a great one girl!
Btw, Happy Birthday Sheila!!! Have a great one girl!
What I'm Reading Now: Eleven Minutes By Paulo Coelho (Part 3)
From Maria's Diary, on the eve of buying her ticket to brazil:
Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers. In short, he was a creature made to fly about freely in the sky, bringing joy to everyone who saw him.
One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him. She watched his flight, her mouth wide in amazement, her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement. she invited the bird to fly with her, and the two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.
But then she thought: He might want to visit far off mountains! And She was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird. And she felt envy, envy for the bird's ability to fly.
And she felt alone.
And she thought: "I'm going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again."
The Bird, whow as also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.
She Looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said: "Now you have everything you could possibly want." However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she bagan to lose interest. The bird, unabale to fly and express the true meaning ot his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid him any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning his cage.
One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds.
If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.
Without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door. "Why have you come?" she asked Death. "So that you can fly once more with him across the sky." Death replied. "If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again."
Once upon a time, there was a bird. He was adorned with two perfect wings and with glossy, colorful, marvelous feathers. In short, he was a creature made to fly about freely in the sky, bringing joy to everyone who saw him.
One day, a woman saw this bird and fell in love with him. She watched his flight, her mouth wide in amazement, her heart pounding, her eyes shining with excitement. she invited the bird to fly with her, and the two travelled across the sky in perfect harmony. She admired and venerated and celebrated that bird.
But then she thought: He might want to visit far off mountains! And She was afraid, afraid that she would never feel the same way about any other bird. And she felt envy, envy for the bird's ability to fly.
And she felt alone.
And she thought: "I'm going to set a trap. The next time the bird appears, he will never leave again."
The Bird, whow as also in love, returned the following day, fell into the trap and was put in a cage.
She Looked at the bird every day. There he was, the object of her passion, and she showed him to her friends, who said: "Now you have everything you could possibly want." However, a strange transformation began to take place: now that she had the bird and no longer needed to woo him, she bagan to lose interest. The bird, unabale to fly and express the true meaning ot his life, began to waste away and his feathers to lose their gloss; he grew ugly; and the woman no longer paid him any attention, except by feeding him and cleaning his cage.
One day, the bird died. The woman felt terribly sad and spent all her time thinking about him. But she did not remember the cage, she thought only of the day when she had seen him for the first time, flying contentedly amongst the clouds.
If she had looked more deeply into herself, she would have realized what had thrilled her about the bird was his freedom, the energy of his wings in motion, not his physical body.
Without the bird, her life too lost all meaning, and Death came knocking at her door. "Why have you come?" she asked Death. "So that you can fly once more with him across the sky." Death replied. "If you had allowed him to come and go, you would have loved and admired him even more; alas, you now need me in order to find him again."
Tuesday, March 07, 2006
What I'm Reading Now: Eleven Minutes By Paulo Coelho (Part 2)
Extract from Maria's Diary, written that same day when she met Ralf Hart
Today, while we were walking around the lake, along that strange road to Santiago, the man who was with me-a painter, with a life entirely different from mine-threw a pebble into the water. Small circles appeared where the pebble fell, which grew and grew until they touched a duck that happened to be passing and which had nothing to do with the pebble. Instead of being afraid of the unexpected wave, he decided to play with it.
Some hours before that scene, I went into a cafe, heard a voice, and it was as if God had thrown a pebble into that place. The waves of energy touched both me and a man sitting in a corner painting a portrait. He felt the vibrations of that pebble, and so did I. So what now?
The painter knows when he has found a model. The musician knows when his instrument is well tuned. Here, in my diary, I am aware that there are certain phrases which are not written by me, but by a woman full of "light"; I am that woman though I refuse to accept it.
I could carry on like this, but I could also, like the duck on the lake, have fun and take pleasure in that sudden ripple that set the water rocking.
There is a name for that pebble: passion. It can be used to describe the beauty of an earth-shaking meeting between two people, but it isn't just that. It's there in the excitement of the unexpected, in the desire to do something with real fervor, in the certainty that one is going to realize a dream. Passion sends us signals that guide us through our lives, and it's up to me to interpret those signs.
I would like to believe that I'm in love. With someone I don't know and who didn't figure in my plans at all. All these months of self-control, of denying love, have had exactly the opposite result: I have let myself be swept away by the first person to treat me a little differently.
It's just as well I don't have his phone number, that I don't know where he lives; that way I can lose him without having to blame myself for another missed opportunity.
And if that is what happens, if I have already lost him, I will atleast have gained one very happy day in my life. Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle.
Today, while we were walking around the lake, along that strange road to Santiago, the man who was with me-a painter, with a life entirely different from mine-threw a pebble into the water. Small circles appeared where the pebble fell, which grew and grew until they touched a duck that happened to be passing and which had nothing to do with the pebble. Instead of being afraid of the unexpected wave, he decided to play with it.
Some hours before that scene, I went into a cafe, heard a voice, and it was as if God had thrown a pebble into that place. The waves of energy touched both me and a man sitting in a corner painting a portrait. He felt the vibrations of that pebble, and so did I. So what now?
The painter knows when he has found a model. The musician knows when his instrument is well tuned. Here, in my diary, I am aware that there are certain phrases which are not written by me, but by a woman full of "light"; I am that woman though I refuse to accept it.
I could carry on like this, but I could also, like the duck on the lake, have fun and take pleasure in that sudden ripple that set the water rocking.
There is a name for that pebble: passion. It can be used to describe the beauty of an earth-shaking meeting between two people, but it isn't just that. It's there in the excitement of the unexpected, in the desire to do something with real fervor, in the certainty that one is going to realize a dream. Passion sends us signals that guide us through our lives, and it's up to me to interpret those signs.
I would like to believe that I'm in love. With someone I don't know and who didn't figure in my plans at all. All these months of self-control, of denying love, have had exactly the opposite result: I have let myself be swept away by the first person to treat me a little differently.
It's just as well I don't have his phone number, that I don't know where he lives; that way I can lose him without having to blame myself for another missed opportunity.
And if that is what happens, if I have already lost him, I will atleast have gained one very happy day in my life. Considering the way the world is, one happy day is almost a miracle.
What I'm Reading Now: Eleven Minutes By Paulo Coelho (Part 1)
I came across this book accidentally while looking for something to read while my parents and siblings went out of town last week. Anyway, I read the first few pages and i liked it...and so i decided to "borrow" it from my sis (without her knowing) hehehe.I haven't finished reading the book yet since i'm spending almost all my weeknights at the gym. In a panic mode for a much needed workout and by the time i get home i'm usually dead tired that i only manage to read a few pages before my system shuts down to lalaland.
Anyway, i really like this book...so i'm posting some of my fave parts of the book...hope you guys like it too!
From Maria's diary, on the day that she met the swiss man:
Everything tells me that I am about to make a wrong decision, but making mistakes is just part of life. What does the world want of me? Does it want me to take no risks, to go back to where I came from because I didn't have the courage to say "yes" to life?
I made my first mistake when I was eleven years old, when that boy asked me if I could lend him a pencil: since then, I've realized that sometimes you get no second chance and that it's best to accept the gifts the world offers you. Of course it's risky, but is the risk any greater than the chance of the bus that took forty-eight hours to bring me here having an accident? If I must be faithful to someone or something, then I have, first of all, to be faithful to myself. If I'm looking for true love, I first have to get the mediocre loves out of my system. The little experience of life I've had has taught me that no one owns anything, that everything is an illusion-and that applies to material as well as spiritual things. Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever (as has happened often enough to me already) finally comes to realize that nothing really belongs to them.
And if nothing belongs to me, then there's no point wasting my time looking after things that aren't mine; it's best to live as if today were the first (or last) day of my life.
Monday, March 06, 2006
Choices
In our life's journey, we make choices...a lot of them. More often than not, these choices shape us to who we are now. Sometimes whether we like it or not. I've made a lot of choices...good ones, well-thought-of ones, i-so-wanna-kick-myself ones, i-completely-forgot-i-did-that ones and ones that put a smile on my face. Funny thing is i don't regret having made those choices. I believe these choices brought me to where i am now. I'm happy where i am now...right this very moment as i'm typing this...yes, i am happy and contented. And that's a lot coming from me.
A very Orange Sunday Afternoon
I tagged along with albert, jake and rica last sunday. We went to brothers burger in rockwell to satisfy their craving for burgers. It was actually their very-late-lunch at 330pm. Since they were all eating i was forced to eat 1 baby brother burger (emphasis on the word "Baby"). Okay okay...no one forced me alright...what can i do? I would feel out of place if i didn't order some food and besides those burgers are just too good to resist.
We then walked our way to powerplant to do some window shopping.
Check this out!
Notice how albert and jake wore the same colored shirts? hehehe! Orange must be the color of the day! Can't resist the urge to take a pic of them!
After some window shopping...i noticed that there were quite a number of people wearing Orange. It was so weird! Every shop we went to there's always an Orange-clad person. I can't help but laugh it looked like there was a jailbreak or something!hehehe!
It was one Orange afternoon alright!
We then walked our way to powerplant to do some window shopping.
Check this out!
Notice how albert and jake wore the same colored shirts? hehehe! Orange must be the color of the day! Can't resist the urge to take a pic of them!
After some window shopping...i noticed that there were quite a number of people wearing Orange. It was so weird! Every shop we went to there's always an Orange-clad person. I can't help but laugh it looked like there was a jailbreak or something!hehehe!
It was one Orange afternoon alright!
Crazy about Polly's Chocolate Cake
After work last friday, i hitched a ride with my officemates to buy Polly's Chocolate cake in magallanes. I felt like i kid so eager to have a taste of polly's yummy chocolate cake. But of course, i waited til i get home...i even went to the gym first to work out before enjoying my chocolate cake. So much for my workout right? hehehe!
I was supposed to post a picture of the best chocolate cake i've ever tasted. But i forgot all about it after i took my first bite. Blame the chocolate cake, okay? Anyway, take my word for it when i say it's sooooooo good!
Head over to Select, Shell Magallanes Station and buy yourself one box of Polly's Chocolate Cake for only Php360.00
I swear i can eat the whole box in one sitting! But of course i'm trying to cut down...so a slice or two or three is enough for me. =)
here's a pic i got from a blogsite i often visit www.dessertcomesfirst.blogspot.com
this site makes me crave for yummy desserts...i sure want to try the other desserts posted here...don't you think the pics look so yummy?
I was supposed to post a picture of the best chocolate cake i've ever tasted. But i forgot all about it after i took my first bite. Blame the chocolate cake, okay? Anyway, take my word for it when i say it's sooooooo good!
Head over to Select, Shell Magallanes Station and buy yourself one box of Polly's Chocolate Cake for only Php360.00
I swear i can eat the whole box in one sitting! But of course i'm trying to cut down...so a slice or two or three is enough for me. =)
here's a pic i got from a blogsite i often visit www.dessertcomesfirst.blogspot.comthis site makes me crave for yummy desserts...i sure want to try the other desserts posted here...don't you think the pics look so yummy?
Wednesday, March 01, 2006
Movie Review : Shopgirl
Movie Fave #1 : Shopgirl
Starring: Steve Martin and Claire Danes
Rating : 4/5 stars
Relationships don't always fit like a glove.
Some nights alone, she thinks of him.
Some nights these thoughts occur at the same moment.
And Ray and Mirabelle are connected whithout them knowing it.
As Ray Porter watches Mirablle walk away he feels a loss. How is it possible, he thinks, to miss a woman whom he kept at a distance so that when she was gone he would not miss her. Only then that he realize how wanting a part of her and not all of her has hurt them both. And how he cannot justify his actions except that...well, it was life.
Cleaning out my closet
My mom has been complaining about my overflowing closet. She wonders how i still manage to get the clothes i want in that messy pile. Well, honestly i dont! Hehehe! After staring at my closet full of clothes i finally decided to deal with it fair and square. No more excuses...I'm going to clean it out! Yah you heard me...i'm cleaning out my closet! I have to hurry before i change my mind. Hehe!
First thing i did was i emptied my closet including the drawers...taking out one clothing at a time, dumped it all on my bed and with a sigh i sorted it by category:
- Pile# 1 - Office slacks
- Pile # 2 - Casual Pants and Jeans
- Pile # 3 - Cropped Pants and Shorts
- Pile # 4 - Beach Wear (Shorts, tank tops, Swimwear, etc.)
- Pile #5 - Casual Tops
- Pile # 6 - Long Sleeves & Formal Tops
- Pile # 7 - Sleeveless Tops
- Pile #8 - Party Tops
- Pile #9 - Dresses
- Pile #10 - Jackets and Blazers
- Pile # 11- Gym Wear (Jogging Pants, Socks and Sport Shirts)
- Pile #12 - Sleepwear
- Pile #13 - Underwear
- Pile #14 - Towels, Bedsheets, Pillowcases
- Pile #15 - Clothes that don't fit me anymore
Key learnings:
- Cleaning out my closet is soooooooooo EXHAUSTING! So start early and do it on a lazy sunday afternoon when not much action is happening that way you won't miss out on anything.
- Learn the art of folding clothes. Yah...you need that to make your closet look good and organized. Try color coding them too! Makes life easier!
- Letting go is so hard to do. But when it doesn't fit you anymore...you have to let go. I know it hurts but you have to do it! So just close your eyes and throw it out.
- Clothes bring back memories. I never imagined I could get emotional over clothes. Remember that plain tee you wore when you first met your boyfriend? How about the perfect fit slacks you cried over coz he just couldn't understand why you had to buy 3 of 'em? Or that cute jogging pants you wore to your first work out ever...and that perfect halter dress you bought for only a hundred bucks? These are priceless memories. sniff sniff!
- Measure your growth. I'm surprised at how many clothes dont fit me anymore. Is it because i gained some weight? Nah, i think i was just too skinny before. Yah! That explains it period.
- I can't get enough of 'em. I love clothes. I admire the cut, the color, the style, the fabric...the stitching... the texture...the cute buttons...i could go on and on!
- Always go for Quality over Quantity! Nuff said.
- You can never go wrong with classics but add some personality in your style to make it truly your own.
- If you found the perfect fit...won't hurt if you buy two or three of 'em.
- If it makes you feel good...go ahead and indulge!
I can't be more proud of what i've done! I've successfully cleaned out my closet! It's so nice looking at my now more organized closet...now it's so much easier to get my hands on what i needed. Saved me precious time and hey, i even have space for new clothes! Yey!!!
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