Wednesday, April 30, 2008
U2's Coexist
It says coexist
Jesus, Jew, Mohammed, it's true
Jesus, Jew, Mohammed, it's true
All sons of Abraham
Father Abraham, Father Abraham
Where are you now
Father Abraham, look what you've done
You've pitted your son against your son
Father, Father Abraham
No more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more
No more, no more, no more
No more, no more
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Amidst Rice Crisis
It was only during my late high school days that I have learned to love my physique. I am petite and my curves are on the right places. Some would say, I am blessed with such wonderful “twins” and “lower cheeks” – to think that I am pretty slim. Growing up, I always wonder how come I was never on the heavy side. I was never cute – with such super chubby cheeks and flabby arms to boot but I have my nice “frame”, expressive eyes from Dad and pointed nose from Mom.
Although I can eat two cups of rice in one sitting, I don’t gain weight. Promise, I eat like a rockstar or a carpenter or those men who work in Pier who can carry tons of whatever on their shoulders. I have tried taking some gain weight pills and am still drinking milk every effing day but still to no avail.
Lately, I have been experiencing stress like no other or maybe I am just not used to dealing with so many things to do in one go. Yesterday was one of those really heavy days – everything is priority and I am having a hard time deciding which should go first. And then it happened. I skipped lunch and the moment I realized I haven’t eaten anything yet after a heavy breakfast, my knees suddenly got weak and my roaring carpenter side got hold of me. Before I knew it, I was already taking my third rice and my one piece chicken wing was still sufficed. Hilarious, I know but that’s me.
I look back and would still catch myself smiling or sometimes laughing about me eating three cups of rice in one sitting with just a piece of chicken wing.
Amazing!
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
Busy Bee
Yesterday, I caught myself having these text exchanges with an old friend, Kiko who was just “worried” about my sudden silence online – I don’t write on my blog and post pictures and videos for closest friends to see.
Kiko: What’s up?
K: Hey Kiks! I am good. How are you?
Kiko: How am I? Eh ikaw nga itong tahimik…
K: Ha? Those who think I am tahimik are those who don’t know me at all. Labo mo ah. ;)
Kiko: No, I mean. Suddenly quiet ka online kasi,
K: I see. Honga, quiet nga akow lately. Work is tiring eh. I don’t have the time to publish
This text exchange lasted for almost an hour. While my left hand was busy sending text messages using 2 mobile phones (of course, not at the same time), my right hand was used for sending fax messages, replying to email messages and reviewing reports on the computer. Call it multitasking, baby.
So to my closest friends who are wondering whatever is happening to me lately, my utmost thanks for even bothering to wonder. I appreciate the texts, notes on my blog and email forwards – I am just so caught up with work.
I cannot wait for another holiday!
Monday, April 21, 2008
Beautiful Day
Few hours after our plane landed from Bicol to Manila last April 6th, Hon and I have decided to watch U2 concert 3D version in IMAX Theater, MOA – which surprisingly cost us around a thousand bucks. The last time I checked, an IMAX Theater ticket costs around 350 bucks only… how time effing flies! Oh well.
Although I love their songs and the wonderful messages they’re trying to convey (hey, Bono is not only a great musician but a humanitarian as well), I still don’t quite consider myself a fan – unlike my Mom and beau. I can only think of one culprit – my age (I was born 1983). You see, during their heydays, I was not even born yet – or maybe I was too young to appreciate rock and probably too busy with Francine Pascals’ writings, art classes, skateboarding and Matchbox.
Now, back to the concert… it was absolutely great. With our huge, orange 3D glasses on, Hon and I caught ourselves singing our hearts out with our heads banging every so often. I was surprised that I actually know their songs by heart – and I don’t even consider myself a fan!
Now, there are some whispers going on that U2 is having a concert here in Manila (I heard, it is still under negotiation) before the year ends and am suspecting that the ticket prices will hurt some purses and bank accounts. And as early as February, Hon has been nudging me that we spare some bucks for this concert. I can only give him a smirk and that look in my eyes – as if they’re shouting, “the last time I checked, am saving up for my wedding or whatever.”
Uhm. Before I start blabbing nonsense, I suggest that you check this U2 3D out, feel the Buenos Aires breeze and sing “Beautiful Day…”
Friday, April 11, 2008
Supposedly Bad
I just pulled the plug;
The exchanges are no longer enticing.
More words meant more pain and tears now.
I have to retreat;
For this is not the battle I should be tackling.
The trembling sound of your voice -
Words we use - degrading;
Surprisingly, I have gotten used to it.
I started wondering -
What else should I be doing to make it right?
While, I still bask on certain goodness -
I fear that they’re never enough;
An old self opens her mouth, saying - “just paddle on”
My current self has started to argue -
“But I am getting tired!”
Or this is just another phase; this’ll pass.
Still I wonder - must I always have to ask for a permission -
Is it okay to talk; to be hugged; to be caressed?
Tell me.
Or why I am even fighting just to be heard.
Heard myself almost shouting and cursing;
I am no longer my old self -
Evolved; evolution - whatever.
Teach myself to be tougher like a wicked man.
Love myself more; forget about the miseries;
My gut is shouting; this’ll be over.
I should just zip it; just shut up.
...
Or maybe, I am just a bad person.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
Bicol Adventure: Mt. Mayon
For some strange reason, on the day Hon and I were supposed to leave Donsol, the ever elusive sun just started shining so bright. While on the road going to Legazpi, my heart started to sink and almost shouting - I want to get pretty tan lines! But as my beau stroked his hands on mine, I was assured that I will enjoy Legazpi as much as I did in Donsol.
Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Bicol Adventure: Butanding
It was my beau’s idea that we celebrate our 5th Anniversary with the Butandings in Donsol. At first, I actually didn’t quite like the idea of swimming with the Butandings. I mean, I have always loved the water and have tried a number of water sports but the idea of swimming in the same water where these giant whale sharks live scare the wits out of me.