April 29, 2006
6:58PM
Santiago City, Isabela
DAY ONE
And after a grueling 8 hour road trip from Manila that started around 11pm yesterday, 3 hours later than the scheduled expected time of departure, I find myself in Carig Plaza Hotel in Santiago City, Isabela, the host province for the 5th Mid-year Convention of the Philippine Association of Medical Specialists which Papa belongs to.
Our car was quite dirty by the time we got here; we were following this insanely speedy (but more like reckless) bus driver and unlike Manila, Cebu and Lucena City where the sun is relentlessly scorching, Bulacan, Nueva Ecija and Nueva Viscaya, which we passed through on our way to Isabela, were blessed with much rain; hence, we travelers were cursed with muddy roads that made our efforts to make our car spiffy clean all for naught.
The first thing Papa, Mama, Baneng and I did when we got here was of course, to eat breakfast, and in all fairness to the hotel staff, the food was enough to satisfy our starving tummies and ravenous appetites. With regards to the accommodations, our room was no Presidential suite but all the basic needs like air-conditioning, extra mattresses, beddings and the all important TV are here and considering we are in a town where tricycles are the preferred mode of public transportation, situated in a province where most of the land are used for agriculture than tourism; then this place is as good as it gets.
While Papa listened to the morning talk about GERD (gastro-something reflux disease), the rest of the family spent the morning here in the room getting much needed shut-eye. By 12, we had lunch and then later, we fixed the plans for our Banaue and Sagada trip on Monday, May 1.
On a side note, May 1 is Labor Day and I just want to vent out my frustration because the nearest Starbucks was 7 hours away and for the second time (the first time was last Easter Sunday), I won’t be able to use the Treat-your-friend-to-a-Starbucks-drink coupon I got from my Starbucks planner. Garr…
We were supposed to go on a city tour after lunch at 1pm but as expected, my sister and I got bored to death waiting for the tour that started 2 hours later. Incidentally, by the time my sister and I were dying from boredom and heat, Hunnie and the C5 gang finally found a beach to spend the rest of the 1st day of the annual Canto Cinco outing… And how I so wish I was there.
Iinggitin ko na lang sila siguro ng mga litrato ng sarili ko na napapalibutan ng libu-libong kilometro ng Hagdan-hagdang Palayan pagbalik ko ng Maynila. Mwahaha! Pero iingitin din nila ako ng mga litrato nila… Tsk.
The city tour was not quite the city tour I expected. We spent more that 30 minutes on the road to get to our first stop, Magat Dam, and although the scenery was quite breathtaking, we only spent less than 10 minutes there and a lot of our time was wasted driving on rough roads. Also, the rest of the stops were dropped out of the itinerary since we had to attend an anticipated mass in the Shrine of our Lady of Lasalette an hour later.
The Shrine is definitely a place I would like to visit again someday (along with Kamay ni Hesus Shrine in Lucban, the Loboc Church in Loboc, Bohol and the Museum of the Basilica of Sto. Niño in Cebu City). Large tableaus, which I think were made up of wood, stone and plaster, depicting Jesus and the Stations of the Cross surrounded the quaint chapel situated on a hill and fronted by a tall, magnificent statue of the Lady.
After mass, we headed back to the hotel and the medrep who drove us to and from the Shrine gave us some useful tips on where to taste the best culinary offerings of Santiago City. Maybe tomorrow, Nengerz and I can go food-place hopping while the parents bore themselves to death with the lectures.
For now, we can just chill here in the room and wait for the parents to wake up for dinner… NAGUGUTOM NA AKO!
Hay… I do hope I can bring home some kakanin and pasalubong for my Lola, cousins, Hunnie and C5.
And on another sidenote, the cable here has Pinoy Big Brother 24/7 channel! All day, pure reality TV entertainment without commercial breaks! Yahoo! Crush ko si Kim! Kim ang cute mo!
I MISS MY HUNNIE! (O di ba, sabay bawi!)
7:51 PM
^___^
April 30, 2006
11:43PM
Santiago City, Isabela
DAY TWO
PBB
Watching Pinoy Big Brother on the 24/7 PBB channel
Enjoying immensely
Realized when taking shower that I am a sucker for teeny bopper romance chuvaness
Laugh-out-loud enjoying PBB teens Bam and Niña flirting and bickering with each other
Crush ko na talaga si Kim. Mabuhay ang mga astiging Chinese!
Yuck
Tears from heaven
Earlier today, I went teary eyed during the final song number of the movie “The Fighting Temptations”
Naalala ko tuloy ‘yung homily last Sunday sa UP Parish. Sabi ni Father what’s-his-name, na sa Misa, madadama mo ‘yung presence ni God kahit sa isang phrase lang na sinabi nung pari, o kaya isang awit na kinanta ng sobrang ganda… Eto siguro ‘yun
Weird
Mom and Me
“Nami-miss ko ‘yung pagkabata ng mga bata. Parang ang bilis kasi ng phase na yun tapos grown-up na agad”
“Pagkabata? Alin? Bakit naman?”
“Parang sila (turo sa mga bata sa kabilang mesa). Kasi ‘yung panahong bata kayo binuno naming sa pagtratrabaho, puro sa katulong kayo. Namimiss ko tuloy ‘yung mga labas na gaya nito”
“…”
11:58PM
Tuesday, May 16, 2006
PS2; MedSchool Blues; Chinese Gods
April 28, 2005
7:26 PM
These days, I find myself falling back again to what my routine was right after graduation: wake up late, play PS2, miss lunch, play PS2, eat late lunch, play PS2, take a bath, eat dinner, play PS2, internet, midnight snack, sleep…
Ang baboy.
As expected from last night’s PS2 marathon, I woke up late today at noon and found my sister eating sandwich in her room while watching the TV.
I wanted to leave early to go to the bank and get some moolah for my laptop accessories but the lure of my PS2 was so irresistible. So I spent the rest of the day in my sister’s room playing Shadow Hearts: From The New World.
I think I need therapy. I need to lessen my playing time.
At 5pm, I called Dr___ for the update on my appeal for admission into UPCM and found out that my fears were realized: my GWA was too low, my interview was average and the high NMAT score I got couldn’t compensate for the other requirements. Although Dr___ said that I belonged to the top 10 waitlisted males (this definitely made me smile), the sum of what he said was basically, my chances of getting into the final shortlist is too slim.
Eto pa ang masaklap, sabi ni Dr___ , “Nag-Chem Eng’g ka pa kasi!”
Hay… no time for regrets.
Flashback to last Sunday, Mrs. D, the founder of Brains Training and Review where I reviewed for the Chem Eng’g licensure exam and the NMAT (Mag-enroll kayo dito! Galing ng turo!), approached me after the 11am mass and asked for updates regarding my medical school applications. After hearing my concerns, she didn’t say much but the phrase that stuck to my head was: “Whatever the Lord gives…”
Later on our way home, me and my sister Banengers stopped by Chowking and bought 2 Half-Dozen Halo-Halo and 2 fortune cookies. I can’t remember what my actual fortune was but upon cracking open my cookie, the white paper strip read something like “Be satisfied with what you have and you will not want anything else.”
What a coincidence eh? It’s like the Chinese gods are watching me.
Magpa-Feng Shui kaya ako.
HUNNIE I MISS YOU!!!
7:59 PM
7:26 PM
These days, I find myself falling back again to what my routine was right after graduation: wake up late, play PS2, miss lunch, play PS2, eat late lunch, play PS2, take a bath, eat dinner, play PS2, internet, midnight snack, sleep…
Ang baboy.
As expected from last night’s PS2 marathon, I woke up late today at noon and found my sister eating sandwich in her room while watching the TV.
I wanted to leave early to go to the bank and get some moolah for my laptop accessories but the lure of my PS2 was so irresistible. So I spent the rest of the day in my sister’s room playing Shadow Hearts: From The New World.
I think I need therapy. I need to lessen my playing time.
At 5pm, I called Dr___ for the update on my appeal for admission into UPCM and found out that my fears were realized: my GWA was too low, my interview was average and the high NMAT score I got couldn’t compensate for the other requirements. Although Dr___ said that I belonged to the top 10 waitlisted males (this definitely made me smile), the sum of what he said was basically, my chances of getting into the final shortlist is too slim.
Eto pa ang masaklap, sabi ni Dr___ , “Nag-Chem Eng’g ka pa kasi!”
Hay… no time for regrets.
Flashback to last Sunday, Mrs. D, the founder of Brains Training and Review where I reviewed for the Chem Eng’g licensure exam and the NMAT (Mag-enroll kayo dito! Galing ng turo!), approached me after the 11am mass and asked for updates regarding my medical school applications. After hearing my concerns, she didn’t say much but the phrase that stuck to my head was: “Whatever the Lord gives…”
Later on our way home, me and my sister Banengers stopped by Chowking and bought 2 Half-Dozen Halo-Halo and 2 fortune cookies. I can’t remember what my actual fortune was but upon cracking open my cookie, the white paper strip read something like “Be satisfied with what you have and you will not want anything else.”
What a coincidence eh? It’s like the Chinese gods are watching me.
Magpa-Feng Shui kaya ako.
HUNNIE I MISS YOU!!!
7:59 PM
Insomniac
April 27, 2006
3:19 am
It is in the wee hours of the morning, if you manage to muster the energy to keep your brain functioning, that you find your imagination working in overdrive…
The simple rustling of maple leaves caused by a sudden gust of air could be as bizarre as the grunt of a sleeping giant whose popping out in your head reminded you of the meeting you have with The Boss-with-a-troll’s-nose later this morning…
And I don’t want to write anymore.
3:25 am
3:19 am
It is in the wee hours of the morning, if you manage to muster the energy to keep your brain functioning, that you find your imagination working in overdrive…
The simple rustling of maple leaves caused by a sudden gust of air could be as bizarre as the grunt of a sleeping giant whose popping out in your head reminded you of the meeting you have with The Boss-with-a-troll’s-nose later this morning…
And I don’t want to write anymore.
3:25 am
Tuesday, March 14, 2006
Backlog; Narda
There was this certain Jesuit priest who reminded me that I am in his Jesuit blog links and this made me feel obliged to blog about something and in checking my previous posts, I found out I had previously unpublished (and unfinished) stories which were about a month overdue
This was written last February 17, at around 3:18 PM. Hay... kapag tamad ka talagang mag-blog...
LSS: Narda by Kamikazee
This was written last February 17, at around 3:18 PM. Hay... kapag tamad ka talagang mag-blog...
^___^And I find myself in Alva Computers here at Padre Faura, Manila...
This is a bizarre day. I woke up to the sound of "You'll Be Safe Here" and heard a sweet voice , and the voice was able to shake me out of the fringes of dreamland (you're such a persuasive girl Tricia), prod me to walk down the flight of stairs and shout out to Ate Henny to heat some water for my bath (No, I don't have a bathtub but the convenience of having someone else to heat the water for you is such a joy to have) . It was 7am and I had a 9am funeral mass singing engagement at UST; Tricia just wanted to make sure I won't be late. But then, usually when I wake up and I am not ready to walk the real world, I lie down on the couch while waiting for the sound of the whistling kettle... unfortunately this time I didn't hear any sound and instead, I was jolted out of slumber by the sight of my cellphone clock displaying "8:00 AM".(Nice. LATE NA NAMAN. Utang na loob, kelan ba ako magiging maaga? Kapag puti na ang uwak? Kapag puno na ang salop? Kapag presidente na si Kristeta?)
I arrved 15 minutes late at the UST chapel where the funeral mass of Dr. Bienvenido Rivera, the father of Fr. Jboy's best friend, Fr. Robert, was being held. He was a professor at the UST Department of Medicine and Surgery, and from what I've seen and heard about him, he seems like a good, modest and intelligent teacher and doctor and was very much loved by his family, colleagues and students.
It's just sad that I missed the homily when I got to the Chapel. It would have been really nice to hear about how this doctor lived his dreams, raised his family and changed people's lives...
-___-
After the mass, my fellow choir members, Persia, Precious and Edz were walking along Espana towards Morayta and somewhere outside a computer cafe, there was this pool of red liquid that the sisters, Persia and Precious, almost stepped on. We were a bit puzzled at first but seconds later, it dawned on us that what we just passed was a crime scene and upon close scrutiny, around the pool of coagulated blood, there was blood splatter, footprints, white chalk, candles and a makeshift police line made up of straw. Edz was rattled; Precious and I started theorizing about what happened and Persia was so curious, she asked a fishball vendor about the story. Apparently, around 10pm the night before, a gay "parlorista" got shot point blank and the suspect fled after. The suspect is still at large by the time we passed the area.
Grabe... dugo.
-____-
This bloody friday was also the day I first donated blood. While killing time in UP Manila, I chanced upon a blood letting drive for the kids at the Phil. Children's Hospital and I figured this would be the chance to finally do what I had wanted to do a long time ago and besides, I wanted to find out what my bloodtype is. :)
So it turned out I was Type A+.
Later I found out that my hunnie is also A+.
Our blood is compatible! Oh joy!
Awit na nananawagan
Baka sakaling mapakikinggan
Pag-ibig na palaisipan
Sa kanta na lang idadaan
Nag-aabang sa langit
Sa mga ulap sumisilip
Sa likod ng mga tala
Kahit sulyap lang Darna
LSS: Narda by Kamikazee
Sunday, February 12, 2006
Lovers' Mass and Old Friends; Jogging for Fitness; TRESE
To those who still visit, I feel like I owe you guys some stories so I'll try and write fast as I still have a lot to do tonight...
^___^
Today, Tricia and I attended a Valentine's Mass (or Lover's Mass as Fr. Jboy calls it) at the UP Parish. Fr Jboy had a really heart warming homily about loving forever and making promises and the UPCSC and C5 sang beautifully (albeit the really sucky sound system which really, if you're reading this Father, needs an overhaul).
Please do check Fr. Jboy's blog @ http://faithofacenturion.blogspot.com for today's homily, it's a really good read.
Later in the evening, I had dinner with Tricia's blockmates / Engineer friends, Sheila B., Rea and Crismar at Mangan, SM North. Meian was there earlier but she had to leave (she's still on house arrest... you better get a job soon Meian! Mag-attend ka na ng practices!) and 5 minutes before we left the mall, Olan caught up with us.
Mangan is a nice restaurant... good ambiance, attentive waiters, great tasting food... but really, the food is just ordinary Filipino cuisine with high price tags.
Hay... It's quite a nostalgic experience seeing old faces and reminiscing about good times past... The last time I was with Sheila B. was 2 years ago(?), still at SM North, and I bought worms for my fish, as well as my Perry's Chem Engg handbook. Speaking of Chem Engg books, I'm thinking of selling my books and donating my exams and whatnot to whoever needs them
And this means... Time for some house cleaning. Gah!
^___^
Yesterday, Tricia and I jogged around Ateneo... I still cannot imagine how she pushed me into jogging but I'm actually enjoying the activity, even if we're doing it only once a week (BUT we've been jogging for the past 3 Saturdays now!). I wish we could jog more frequently; I don't think I'd enjoy jogging on my own anyway but we'll see.
^___^
I've been reading this locally made indie comic from Alamat Comics founder Budjette Tan and artist extraordinaire Ka-Jo Baldissimo... and I just want to share it to all of you reading this.
It's called TRESE and if you like crime stories with a cool chick kicking Aswangs' asses and racing Tikbalangs, then check it out at:
http://tresekomix.blogspot.com
I'll try and follow up with a review but then... matagal pa yun siguro. Hehe.
^___^
Please pray for me. I have a major interview at the medical school I want to get into this coming February 20 and it's a make or break situation...
^___^
Wow. It's been three months already since I last wrote something... Here's hoping for more stories to share. Ingat kayong lahat! Give carrots this Valentine's Season!
^___^
Today, Tricia and I attended a Valentine's Mass (or Lover's Mass as Fr. Jboy calls it) at the UP Parish. Fr Jboy had a really heart warming homily about loving forever and making promises and the UPCSC and C5 sang beautifully (albeit the really sucky sound system which really, if you're reading this Father, needs an overhaul).
Please do check Fr. Jboy's blog @ http://faithofacenturion.blogspot.com for today's homily, it's a really good read.
Later in the evening, I had dinner with Tricia's blockmates / Engineer friends, Sheila B., Rea and Crismar at Mangan, SM North. Meian was there earlier but she had to leave (she's still on house arrest... you better get a job soon Meian! Mag-attend ka na ng practices!) and 5 minutes before we left the mall, Olan caught up with us.
Mangan is a nice restaurant... good ambiance, attentive waiters, great tasting food... but really, the food is just ordinary Filipino cuisine with high price tags.
Hay... It's quite a nostalgic experience seeing old faces and reminiscing about good times past... The last time I was with Sheila B. was 2 years ago(?), still at SM North, and I bought worms for my fish, as well as my Perry's Chem Engg handbook. Speaking of Chem Engg books, I'm thinking of selling my books and donating my exams and whatnot to whoever needs them
And this means... Time for some house cleaning. Gah!
^___^
Yesterday, Tricia and I jogged around Ateneo... I still cannot imagine how she pushed me into jogging but I'm actually enjoying the activity, even if we're doing it only once a week (BUT we've been jogging for the past 3 Saturdays now!). I wish we could jog more frequently; I don't think I'd enjoy jogging on my own anyway but we'll see.
^___^
I've been reading this locally made indie comic from Alamat Comics founder Budjette Tan and artist extraordinaire Ka-Jo Baldissimo... and I just want to share it to all of you reading this.It's called TRESE and if you like crime stories with a cool chick kicking Aswangs' asses and racing Tikbalangs, then check it out at:
http://tresekomix.blogspot.com
I'll try and follow up with a review but then... matagal pa yun siguro. Hehe.
^___^
Please pray for me. I have a major interview at the medical school I want to get into this coming February 20 and it's a make or break situation...
^___^
Wow. It's been three months already since I last wrote something... Here's hoping for more stories to share. Ingat kayong lahat! Give carrots this Valentine's Season!
Friday, December 16, 2005
Sunday, November 27, 2005
Frustration.
It’s intangible and yet it persists like an irritating pimple which seemingly, like a demented, sadistic man, decides to torment you by growing at the middle of your back where you can’t reach it.
It taunts and it leaves you drained; it feeds on all your negative thoughts, bitter feelings and rancid emotions, and then it engulfs you and possesses you so it can transfer itself like a deadly virus to all those in close proximity of your being.
Frustration will make you doubt yourself. It will make you reevaluate the choices you made that brought you to your current state, and it brings upon you its most potent weapon: regret. And when regret takes hold of you, then either you shake it off, or you dwell on it, clothing yourself in its coldness, isolating yourself until you realize you’ve fallen into depression... There is a reason why being alone is lonely.
However, there are ways to combat frustration. Like all enemies, it has its own weaknesses. And your secret strength, something that you always knew but rarely occurred to you, is that you have a choice: either to give in to it or give it up and move on. And the latter is precisely what you should do: move on, shake things up… live life. Never give in to frustration and convert the negative to positive energy, positive feelings such as…
…Love.
Love is such a powerful defense. Surrounding yourself with your loved ones is like hiding from a torrent of flaming arrows under a roof made out of shields held upright by warriors you trust.
Knowing that somebody is there for you is quite comforting
Knowing that you’re not alone can make you feel like you can conquer the world.
Loving and knowing that you’re loved can make a big difference.
And hopefully, when you let go of your regrets and when the ranting stops, you realize that love is everything you wanted, everything you needed, and more.
It’s intangible and yet it persists like an irritating pimple which seemingly, like a demented, sadistic man, decides to torment you by growing at the middle of your back where you can’t reach it.
It taunts and it leaves you drained; it feeds on all your negative thoughts, bitter feelings and rancid emotions, and then it engulfs you and possesses you so it can transfer itself like a deadly virus to all those in close proximity of your being.
Frustration will make you doubt yourself. It will make you reevaluate the choices you made that brought you to your current state, and it brings upon you its most potent weapon: regret. And when regret takes hold of you, then either you shake it off, or you dwell on it, clothing yourself in its coldness, isolating yourself until you realize you’ve fallen into depression... There is a reason why being alone is lonely.
However, there are ways to combat frustration. Like all enemies, it has its own weaknesses. And your secret strength, something that you always knew but rarely occurred to you, is that you have a choice: either to give in to it or give it up and move on. And the latter is precisely what you should do: move on, shake things up… live life. Never give in to frustration and convert the negative to positive energy, positive feelings such as…
…Love.
Love is such a powerful defense. Surrounding yourself with your loved ones is like hiding from a torrent of flaming arrows under a roof made out of shields held upright by warriors you trust.
Knowing that somebody is there for you is quite comforting
Knowing that you’re not alone can make you feel like you can conquer the world.
Loving and knowing that you’re loved can make a big difference.
And hopefully, when you let go of your regrets and when the ranting stops, you realize that love is everything you wanted, everything you needed, and more.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
Malapit na...
...matapos ang kontrata ko sa Ginebra. Bum na naman, pero pwede ring estudyante ulit. Tingnan natin. Nakapagod maging empleyado.
...matapos ang review class ko sa NMAT. Shit.
...ang NMAT. Seryoso na ito. Shit.
...ang birthday ni Tricia. May gift ka na hunnie, sana magustuhan mo. :)
...ang Christmas. Sana may mapulot akong pera by that time.
woofy
...matapos ang kontrata ko sa Ginebra. Bum na naman, pero pwede ring estudyante ulit. Tingnan natin. Nakapagod maging empleyado.
...matapos ang review class ko sa NMAT. Shit.
...ang NMAT. Seryoso na ito. Shit.
...ang birthday ni Tricia. May gift ka na hunnie, sana magustuhan mo. :)
...ang Christmas. Sana may mapulot akong pera by that time.
woofy
Thursday, September 08, 2005
Tired
Materials Testing Room
QA Dept, GSMI Lucena
Another day... at least when I got here this morning, I had a bundle of Gran Matador Brandy 700 mL cartons waiting to be processed. Not unlike yesterday when God probably sensed I had too much work last Tuesday so he held all deliveries... Oh well. Back to boring routine work.
^___^
I'm currently listening to Pilgrim's Theme from the Vesper's 3: My Heart's Thanksgiving CD. Read the lyrics and see why I (and Angel too, if you're reading this, di kita inaagawan ng kanta) love this song so much...
QA Dept, GSMI Lucena
Another day... at least when I got here this morning, I had a bundle of Gran Matador Brandy 700 mL cartons waiting to be processed. Not unlike yesterday when God probably sensed I had too much work last Tuesday so he held all deliveries... Oh well. Back to boring routine work.
^___^
I'm currently listening to Pilgrim's Theme from the Vesper's 3: My Heart's Thanksgiving CD. Read the lyrics and see why I (and Angel too, if you're reading this, di kita inaagawan ng kanta) love this song so much...
Pilgrim's Theme
Lyrics: Johnny Go, S.J.
Tired of weaving dreams too loose for me to wear. Tired of watching clouds repeat their dance on air. Tired of getting tied to doing what's required. Is life a mere routine in the greater scheme of things?
Through with taking roads someone else designed. Through with chasing stars
that soon forget to shine. Through with going through one more day. What's new? Does my life still mean a thing in the greater scheme of things?
I think I'll follow the voice that calls within. Dance to the silent song it sings. I hope to find my place, so my life will fall in place. I know in time I'll find my place in the greater scheme of things.
Each must go his way, but how can I decide which path I should take? Who would be my guide? I need some kind of star to lead me somewhere far. To find a higher dream in the greater scheme of things.
The road before me bends. I don't know what I'll find. Will I meet a friend, or ghosts I've left behind? Will I even be surprised that You're with me in disguise? For it's Your hand I have seen in the greater scheme of things.
So here I follow the voice that calls within. Dance to the silent song it sings. I hope to find my place, so my life will fall in place, for Yours is the voice in my deepest dreams. You are the heart, the very heart in the greater scheme of things.
Why don't we follow the voice that calls within? Dance to the silent song it sings. One day we'll find our place, for all things fall in place. For all things have a place in the greater scheme of things.
Sometimes you'll really feel weary especially when every new day seems to be like the day before... when the routineness of work gets to your nerves and you seem to have a hard time finding meaning in what you're doing...
And things can get more confusing when even you don't know yourself what path you want to follow, when there are far too many stars in heaven that you want to reach, when the dreams that you weave, whose designs intertwine into something unapparent, are seemingly too grand for you...
^___^?
Last Sunday, somebody said to me in a sort of exasperated way that I'm always tired. I know that she meant that as a joke but...
I guess there's a hint of truth in that statement. I am tired. I don't know why I'm having a hard time waking up in the morning, going through the day, and even sleeping. I'm getting fat and I'm too tired to do something about it that I'm looking for too many reasons not to exercise. I'm getting lonely and I rant about not having friends in Lucena but I don't go out of my way to meet new friends or keep in touch with old ones. I'm losing my will to chase this dream of becoming a doctor but then, here I am again with a grander dream of marrying the girl of my songs and owning a publishing/printing house to boot. I rant while trudging down this beaten path... I rant... rant... rant... rant...
I'm always tired. Or maybe I'm just plain lazy...
Hm...
^___^
I think this is enough.
If only it would be that easy to leave my old self behind like that guy running down an unpaved path in the Nike (or was that Adidas?) commercial... Oh well.
Wednesday, September 07, 2005
Bored
Materials Testing Room
QA Dept, GSMI Lucena
Right now, I find myself bored... nothing to do around here except to think. I can probably sleep if there's nobody around but I'm scared I might fall into a deep slumber and wake up to find my co-workers watching me drool. That won't be a pretty sight.
It's a good thing I texted Tricia. She said I should write... and yeah, I SHOULD write. It's been a long time since I 've updated my blog, and I should be putting into good use the vocabulary words I've been jotting down from various texts (e.g. Reader's Digest, Fudge Magazine, Abarat...) I've been reading. Anyway, thanks for reminding me Hunnie... I miss you.
^___^
It's really been a boring day and I'm so bored I don't know what to write. It's already 12:51 by the time I started this sentence and you've already spent so much energy just to read something that took me until 12:52 to finish.
And if you're still reading this, then thanks. You are probably one of my true friends.
^___^
It seems you still have the energy to read this sentence so I should take this opportunity to invite you to visit my choir's blog:
http://cantocinco.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog
or you could click THIS.
We'll be waiting to hear from you. :)
QA Dept, GSMI Lucena
Right now, I find myself bored... nothing to do around here except to think. I can probably sleep if there's nobody around but I'm scared I might fall into a deep slumber and wake up to find my co-workers watching me drool. That won't be a pretty sight.
It's a good thing I texted Tricia. She said I should write... and yeah, I SHOULD write. It's been a long time since I 've updated my blog, and I should be putting into good use the vocabulary words I've been jotting down from various texts (e.g. Reader's Digest, Fudge Magazine, Abarat...) I've been reading. Anyway, thanks for reminding me Hunnie... I miss you.
^___^
It's really been a boring day and I'm so bored I don't know what to write. It's already 12:51 by the time I started this sentence and you've already spent so much energy just to read something that took me until 12:52 to finish.
And if you're still reading this, then thanks. You are probably one of my true friends.
^___^
It seems you still have the energy to read this sentence so I should take this opportunity to invite you to visit my choir's blog:
http://cantocinco.blogs.friendster.com/my_blog
or you could click THIS.
We'll be waiting to hear from you. :)
Friday, July 15, 2005
49 minutes; Huwag Mag-type; Miss ko na ang C5; Bum Society; Farewell; Sprite Ice; Friday na!
4:11 pm
Materials Testing Room
Quality Assurance Dept
GSMI Lucena Plant
Meron pa akong 49 minutes para tumanga, umidlip, makinig sa Vespers 2, magbasa at magsulat. Ba’t naman kasi ganito ang sked ko? 4 pm, wala nang Logistics so wala na dapat deliveries at wala na akong trabaho. But no… Oh well.
^___^
Wala na naman akong maisulat. Sabi ni Neil Gaiman, para sa mga nagsisimula pa lang na manunulat, mainam na magbasa ng magbasa ng mga bagay na hindi mo kadalasang binabasa, tapos ayun, maghanap ng ideya sa paligid… at magsulat ng magsulat.
Huwag mag-type. Magsulat. Kung pwede bolpen at lapis, mas maganda…
Kaya eto, nagsusulat ako sa likod ng lumang labels ng Gordon’s London Dry Gin at alam niyo? Wala pa rin akong maisip na topic na maisulat… Ay. Meron na pala.
^___^
Nakikinig ako ngayon sa Vespers 2… Kung hindi ako nagsusulat ngayon, siguro nakatulog na ako sa saliw ng ihip at kwerdas.
Nami-miss ko na naman ang Hunnie ko, kasalukuyan kasing pinapatugtog ang If I Could Touch You ni Fr. Manoling. ‘Yan ‘yung unang natutunang kanta ni Hunnie at napag-solo na agad siya. Ganda!
Hay… I miss you Tricia… I miss Canto Cinco!
Kagabi kumakanta ako ng The Majesty And Glory Of Your Name para sa mga misa sa linggo. Naaalala ko nung huli akong nag-lunch kasama ang C5, nasa Wok Dis Way kami sa Katips tapos after kumain, kumanta sila (ang C5) ng The Majesty… Hindi ako makasabay at medyo na-sad ako kasi ang ganda-gandang pakinggan at panoorin ng more than 10 people, singing in harmony na lumalabas ng restaurant papunta sa parking lot…
Nakakainggit na nakakabighani na nakakapangulila sa mga panahong isa akong dakilang bum na walang ibang ginawa kundi kumanta…
^___^
Speaking of bums… Wala na. Tapos na ang Bum Society ng C5.
Unang nawala si Persia… isa na ngayong dakilang UMIIBIG na titser sa Mapua.
Tapos ako… Quality Assurer, taga-sukat ng bote, label, carton, caps, crowns, SOB at kung anu-ano pa dito sa GSMI.
Tapos si Tricia… ang aking hibang na hunnie na nababaliw na sa pagtuturo sa mga moth-fearing Povedans.
Tapos eto na… Si Abbey. Lilipad nang patungong US, magpapakadalubhasa sa pag-aaral at pagsusulat ng mga aklat pambata.
Hay… Mami-miss ko ang Abbey na ‘yun. Isa pa ‘yung hibang at adik umibig. As in… Stalker yan! Stalker! Hahahahaha! Biro lang Abbey.
Mami-miss kita talaga… Sobra. Susulat ka sa amin ha? Sulat kamay, wag i-type, para masaya di ba?
^___^
Farewell my dear… I hope someday you’ll find a place where your beauty, which had been long obscured from view, but still emanates with penetrating radiance, will be revealed for all to see and admire…A place where your voice will be heard without having to pass through a wall of silence and ambiguity. May you grow in God’s love and compassion, and may you never forget the power of your voice, our songs and our music.
Always remember that you have a place to come back to, a home, a family that you helped nurture into something quite remarkable, something that God has seemingly planned to use to spread his message of love.
We will miss you… rise from the abyss… soak in the rain…fly with the wind… sing!
^___^
Maiba ako.
Kahit na ka-affiliate namin ang Coca-Cola Bottlers Phil. Inc, I strongly advise you NOT to drink the newly released Sprite Ice if:
(a) It is not ice-cold
(b) You don’t want to feel like you’ve brushed your teeth… tapos hindi ka nagmumog.
^___^
Friday na! At 4:41pm pa lang! Shiyet! 19 minutes pa bago mag-5pm! Sige… magbabasa muna ako.
I’ll see you soon Hunnie… Yipee!
Materials Testing Room
Quality Assurance Dept
GSMI Lucena Plant
Meron pa akong 49 minutes para tumanga, umidlip, makinig sa Vespers 2, magbasa at magsulat. Ba’t naman kasi ganito ang sked ko? 4 pm, wala nang Logistics so wala na dapat deliveries at wala na akong trabaho. But no… Oh well.
^___^
Wala na naman akong maisulat. Sabi ni Neil Gaiman, para sa mga nagsisimula pa lang na manunulat, mainam na magbasa ng magbasa ng mga bagay na hindi mo kadalasang binabasa, tapos ayun, maghanap ng ideya sa paligid… at magsulat ng magsulat.
Huwag mag-type. Magsulat. Kung pwede bolpen at lapis, mas maganda…
Kaya eto, nagsusulat ako sa likod ng lumang labels ng Gordon’s London Dry Gin at alam niyo? Wala pa rin akong maisip na topic na maisulat… Ay. Meron na pala.
^___^
Nakikinig ako ngayon sa Vespers 2… Kung hindi ako nagsusulat ngayon, siguro nakatulog na ako sa saliw ng ihip at kwerdas.
Nami-miss ko na naman ang Hunnie ko, kasalukuyan kasing pinapatugtog ang If I Could Touch You ni Fr. Manoling. ‘Yan ‘yung unang natutunang kanta ni Hunnie at napag-solo na agad siya. Ganda!
Hay… I miss you Tricia… I miss Canto Cinco!
Kagabi kumakanta ako ng The Majesty And Glory Of Your Name para sa mga misa sa linggo. Naaalala ko nung huli akong nag-lunch kasama ang C5, nasa Wok Dis Way kami sa Katips tapos after kumain, kumanta sila (ang C5) ng The Majesty… Hindi ako makasabay at medyo na-sad ako kasi ang ganda-gandang pakinggan at panoorin ng more than 10 people, singing in harmony na lumalabas ng restaurant papunta sa parking lot…
Nakakainggit na nakakabighani na nakakapangulila sa mga panahong isa akong dakilang bum na walang ibang ginawa kundi kumanta…
^___^
Speaking of bums… Wala na. Tapos na ang Bum Society ng C5.
Unang nawala si Persia… isa na ngayong dakilang UMIIBIG na titser sa Mapua.
Tapos ako… Quality Assurer, taga-sukat ng bote, label, carton, caps, crowns, SOB at kung anu-ano pa dito sa GSMI.
Tapos si Tricia… ang aking hibang na hunnie na nababaliw na sa pagtuturo sa mga moth-fearing Povedans.
Tapos eto na… Si Abbey. Lilipad nang patungong US, magpapakadalubhasa sa pag-aaral at pagsusulat ng mga aklat pambata.
Hay… Mami-miss ko ang Abbey na ‘yun. Isa pa ‘yung hibang at adik umibig. As in… Stalker yan! Stalker! Hahahahaha! Biro lang Abbey.
Mami-miss kita talaga… Sobra. Susulat ka sa amin ha? Sulat kamay, wag i-type, para masaya di ba?
^___^
Farewell my dear… I hope someday you’ll find a place where your beauty, which had been long obscured from view, but still emanates with penetrating radiance, will be revealed for all to see and admire…A place where your voice will be heard without having to pass through a wall of silence and ambiguity. May you grow in God’s love and compassion, and may you never forget the power of your voice, our songs and our music.
Always remember that you have a place to come back to, a home, a family that you helped nurture into something quite remarkable, something that God has seemingly planned to use to spread his message of love.
We will miss you… rise from the abyss… soak in the rain…fly with the wind… sing!
^___^
Maiba ako.
Kahit na ka-affiliate namin ang Coca-Cola Bottlers Phil. Inc, I strongly advise you NOT to drink the newly released Sprite Ice if:
(a) It is not ice-cold
(b) You don’t want to feel like you’ve brushed your teeth… tapos hindi ka nagmumog.
^___^
Friday na! At 4:41pm pa lang! Shiyet! 19 minutes pa bago mag-5pm! Sige… magbabasa muna ako.
I’ll see you soon Hunnie… Yipee!
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Minsan Last Week
0729 AM
Materials Testing Room
GSMI Lucena Plant
Hay… Looks like another boring day with boring routine work. Nakakabobo magsukat. Wish ko lang magka-problem or something para busy ang araw na ito… para makapag-isip. Kasi kapag nagkaka-problem, iisipan mo ng cause pati recommendation, at least nayu-utilize ng KONTI ang pagiging engineer…
Eh kahapon nga ng hapon, walang deliveries so ayun, naggugupit lang ako ng tags para sa training manuals namin. SHIT. Pathetic.
^___^
Break.
Kwentuhan kami ni Ma’am Ansel about movies, Dan Brown and the Catholic Church. Masaya kakuwentuhan itong si Ma’am Ansel. Dami kwento.
May 2 kids siya, si Adeline at Anceline na sobrang cute and pretty kids at masusundan pa ng isa this August. Pinagpupustahan na nga sa QA kung ano ang kasarian ng bata.
Tapos I found out that Nica teaches her kids in pre-school! Small world! Hi Nica!
^___^
Kakaiba talaga gumalaw dito sa GSMI. Papano, pamilyado na ang lahat, maging babae, lalaki o bading. Kung hindi production ang pinag-uusapan kapag lunchbreak, ang topic ay kids o kaya pagbubuntis.
Kung anu-ano tuloy ang pumapasok sa utak ko… di ba Hunnie?
^___^
Hm… Stop muna. Mag-encode lang ako. Babay!
Materials Testing Room
GSMI Lucena Plant
Hay… Looks like another boring day with boring routine work. Nakakabobo magsukat. Wish ko lang magka-problem or something para busy ang araw na ito… para makapag-isip. Kasi kapag nagkaka-problem, iisipan mo ng cause pati recommendation, at least nayu-utilize ng KONTI ang pagiging engineer…
Eh kahapon nga ng hapon, walang deliveries so ayun, naggugupit lang ako ng tags para sa training manuals namin. SHIT. Pathetic.
^___^
Break.
Kwentuhan kami ni Ma’am Ansel about movies, Dan Brown and the Catholic Church. Masaya kakuwentuhan itong si Ma’am Ansel. Dami kwento.
May 2 kids siya, si Adeline at Anceline na sobrang cute and pretty kids at masusundan pa ng isa this August. Pinagpupustahan na nga sa QA kung ano ang kasarian ng bata.
Tapos I found out that Nica teaches her kids in pre-school! Small world! Hi Nica!
^___^
Kakaiba talaga gumalaw dito sa GSMI. Papano, pamilyado na ang lahat, maging babae, lalaki o bading. Kung hindi production ang pinag-uusapan kapag lunchbreak, ang topic ay kids o kaya pagbubuntis.
Kung anu-ano tuloy ang pumapasok sa utak ko… di ba Hunnie?
^___^
Hm… Stop muna. Mag-encode lang ako. Babay!
Tuesday, July 05, 2005
Fine Time
I hope we could spend more time together
A few hours is better than never
If we could only make it longer
The whole day would be fine
Ganito na lang ba lagi? Isang araw sa isang linggo… sa dalawang linggo…Hay. Kasama kita buong araw noong linggo at sobrang saya ko. Nakakapawi ng pagod. Dama naman di ba? Dama ko rin naman ang saya mo… Nakakataba ng puso ang pakiramdam na minamahal ka ng isang taong nag-uumapaw sa kabaitan at pagmamahal.
I think its time to clean your car
I’m not home if someone calls
We could go out for a date
We could sing some songs we hate
Why not swim in someone’s pool
Jump a crane 12 stories high
Have a picnic in my room
Sit outside and watch the moon
Nagawa na ba natin 'yun? 'Yung tumambay sa labas at panoorin ang buwan? Hindi pa yata... huli tayong nakaupo sa dilim sa ilalim ng buwan eh nung retreat sa Tagaytay... Ang ganda ng gabing 'yun, medyo marami mang istorbo, kakaiba pa rin ang pakiramdam kapag mahal mo ang kausap mo... kayakap mo...
Naisip ko lang hindi na natuloy yung mga swimming na binalak natin kasama sina Abbey at Persia pero sobrang astig naman yung sa Laguna, yung lumangoy tayo sa ilog, umakyat at naglakad sa putik, sa ilalim ng matinding sikat ng araw at sa huli, ang buhusan ng tubig mula sa rumaragasang talon. Ang sarap mong kasama... ang saya mong kausap... ang galing mong mag-alaga ng mga batang myblue... ang ta-- este, ang sarap mong kasamang kumain. =P
We could drive into the malls
Or stay home and watch TV
I don’t care if we don’t have lunch
Just as long as we have iced tea
I could take you to a film
Hunt for books and magazines
Is that new song out on sale
I think your dress is kinda pale
Nakakaaliw kang kasama sa mall. Tahimik lang most of the time, pinapanood ako o kaya ang mga tao. Tahimik na naglalakad, may bakas ng ngiti sa mga labi. Hindi ka masyadong mahilig magpapasok ng mga shops, o kaya magtingin ng mga damit at magsukat ng sapatos. Kaya minsan naiisip ko kung ok na sa'yo yung magkasama tayo o or bored ka lang sa akin o nahihiya kang magsukat na kasama ako. Kaya pagpasensiyahan mo na ang kadaldalan ko, at pagiging praning ko kasi ang tahimik mo eh. Hehe.
Natuwa ako noon sinabi mong naaaliw ka sa akin nung nag-light up ang mga mata ko after nating pumasok sa isang comic store. Naaaliw naman ako sayo sa tuwing may makikita kang astigin na gift wrapper o kaya makapasok ka sa mga bookstores na maraming children's books o kaya sa isang crafts shop na maraming abubot na pang-regalo. Nanggigil ako sayo at gusto kitang yakapin at kurutin kapag nakakakita ka ng cute na bata or cute na aso dahil ang cute din ng boses mo, biglang tumataas at nagtutunog gigil. Pero alam mo, malakas kang mang-okray ng mga taong nakikita natin sa mall pero hindi masyadong halata...
There are times when disagree
My heart sinks to the sea
I’m always anxious when we kiss and make-up
Please don’t tire of understanding me
Hay... Eto yung ayaw ko. Kapag naiinis ako pag pasaway ka, or naiinis ka kasi pasaway ako. Pero alam mo? Hindi kita matiis, sobra. Kahit na madalas masungit ako at puno ng poot, alam mo namang kahit sitsitan mo lang ako eh tatakbo ako agad papunta sa tabi mo. Ikaw pa eh ang lakas mo sa akin.
Salamat sa pagintindi...
Being with you makes me feel so safe
I don’t care if we go out of town
I don’t care if we sleep all day
Basta’t kayakap ka ay okey
Sana matuloy yung balak nating pumunta ng Intramuros, Manila Zoo, National Museum, Tagaytay at pati na rin yung place na gusto kong puntahan sa San Pablo. Basta, kahit saan, kahit sa Baywalk lang ulit, kasama si Neng, tapos makikinig tayo kay Toto. Ok na yun, basta kasama ka. Iba kasi pag kasama ka, nakakawala ng pagod, nakakaalis ng problema, masaya, masaya, masaya, ngiti mo pa lang ulam na. Ang cute ng dimples mo!!!
A whole week would be fine
A whole month would be fine
A whole year would be fine
A decade would be fine
A century would be fine
Fine fine time
Forever would be fine
Habang buhay? Pwede na yun... sobra.
Happy 2 months Hunnie. :)
A few hours is better than never
If we could only make it longer
The whole day would be fine
Ganito na lang ba lagi? Isang araw sa isang linggo… sa dalawang linggo…Hay. Kasama kita buong araw noong linggo at sobrang saya ko. Nakakapawi ng pagod. Dama naman di ba? Dama ko rin naman ang saya mo… Nakakataba ng puso ang pakiramdam na minamahal ka ng isang taong nag-uumapaw sa kabaitan at pagmamahal.
I think its time to clean your car
I’m not home if someone calls
We could go out for a date
We could sing some songs we hate
Why not swim in someone’s pool
Jump a crane 12 stories high
Have a picnic in my room
Sit outside and watch the moon
Nagawa na ba natin 'yun? 'Yung tumambay sa labas at panoorin ang buwan? Hindi pa yata... huli tayong nakaupo sa dilim sa ilalim ng buwan eh nung retreat sa Tagaytay... Ang ganda ng gabing 'yun, medyo marami mang istorbo, kakaiba pa rin ang pakiramdam kapag mahal mo ang kausap mo... kayakap mo...
Naisip ko lang hindi na natuloy yung mga swimming na binalak natin kasama sina Abbey at Persia pero sobrang astig naman yung sa Laguna, yung lumangoy tayo sa ilog, umakyat at naglakad sa putik, sa ilalim ng matinding sikat ng araw at sa huli, ang buhusan ng tubig mula sa rumaragasang talon. Ang sarap mong kasama... ang saya mong kausap... ang galing mong mag-alaga ng mga batang myblue... ang ta-- este, ang sarap mong kasamang kumain. =P
We could drive into the malls
Or stay home and watch TV
I don’t care if we don’t have lunch
Just as long as we have iced tea
I could take you to a film
Hunt for books and magazines
Is that new song out on sale
I think your dress is kinda pale
Nakakaaliw kang kasama sa mall. Tahimik lang most of the time, pinapanood ako o kaya ang mga tao. Tahimik na naglalakad, may bakas ng ngiti sa mga labi. Hindi ka masyadong mahilig magpapasok ng mga shops, o kaya magtingin ng mga damit at magsukat ng sapatos. Kaya minsan naiisip ko kung ok na sa'yo yung magkasama tayo o or bored ka lang sa akin o nahihiya kang magsukat na kasama ako. Kaya pagpasensiyahan mo na ang kadaldalan ko, at pagiging praning ko kasi ang tahimik mo eh. Hehe.
Natuwa ako noon sinabi mong naaaliw ka sa akin nung nag-light up ang mga mata ko after nating pumasok sa isang comic store. Naaaliw naman ako sayo sa tuwing may makikita kang astigin na gift wrapper o kaya makapasok ka sa mga bookstores na maraming children's books o kaya sa isang crafts shop na maraming abubot na pang-regalo. Nanggigil ako sayo at gusto kitang yakapin at kurutin kapag nakakakita ka ng cute na bata or cute na aso dahil ang cute din ng boses mo, biglang tumataas at nagtutunog gigil. Pero alam mo, malakas kang mang-okray ng mga taong nakikita natin sa mall pero hindi masyadong halata...
There are times when disagree
My heart sinks to the sea
I’m always anxious when we kiss and make-up
Please don’t tire of understanding me
Hay... Eto yung ayaw ko. Kapag naiinis ako pag pasaway ka, or naiinis ka kasi pasaway ako. Pero alam mo? Hindi kita matiis, sobra. Kahit na madalas masungit ako at puno ng poot, alam mo namang kahit sitsitan mo lang ako eh tatakbo ako agad papunta sa tabi mo. Ikaw pa eh ang lakas mo sa akin.
Salamat sa pagintindi...
Being with you makes me feel so safe
I don’t care if we go out of town
I don’t care if we sleep all day
Basta’t kayakap ka ay okey
Sana matuloy yung balak nating pumunta ng Intramuros, Manila Zoo, National Museum, Tagaytay at pati na rin yung place na gusto kong puntahan sa San Pablo. Basta, kahit saan, kahit sa Baywalk lang ulit, kasama si Neng, tapos makikinig tayo kay Toto. Ok na yun, basta kasama ka. Iba kasi pag kasama ka, nakakawala ng pagod, nakakaalis ng problema, masaya, masaya, masaya, ngiti mo pa lang ulam na. Ang cute ng dimples mo!!!
A whole week would be fine
A whole month would be fine
A whole year would be fine
A decade would be fine
A century would be fine
Fine fine time
Forever would be fine
Habang buhay? Pwede na yun... sobra.
Happy 2 months Hunnie. :)
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
Downtime; Ang Dungis Nun!; Ka-Greenwich; Ka-takawan At Ka-babuyan
10:44am
Materials Testing Rm
QA Dept
GSMI Lucena Plant
Downtime… Eto pala ang nakakaburat sa work. Wala kang magawa. Wala naming net dito sa office, dati meron pero cost-cutting kaya tinanggal. Kakaiba, halos walang deliveries today… 2 deliveries pa lang ngayong umaga, formed carton GMB 700, flat oval bottle 375. Tapos nandito pa si Maam Ancel so dalawa pa kaming walang magawa dito sa office. Tinuruan nga pala niya akong mag-encode ng dimensional analysis ko sa PQMS, tapos iyon, nakapag-encode naman ako. Chicken.
Ngayon, mga 30 minutes na akong nakatunganga lang. Nakakatamad namang aralin yung training manuals namin, puno ng stuff na siyempre ngayon ko lang na-encounter, ayaw ko namang magtanong ng magtanong kay Ate Ancel. Tapos nakakabaliw pa tingnan yung specifications ng products lalo na yung sa labels and caps, ang hirap i-differentiate ng light, standard and dark swatches/color guides. Parang pare-pareho lang.
Color-blind nga yata ako gaya ng sabi ni Deedee.
Buti pa kahapon, ang daming deliveries!
Kahapon, meron pang naiwang deliveries na kinailangang i-record at tatakan from last Sunday. Although yun nga lang, feeling ko nag-accept ako ng stuff na hindi ko naman alam kung mapapanindigan ko kung sakaling for rejection pala dapat. E malay ko ba sa mga defects nun, hindi pa naman ako marunong tumingin. Unang araw ko pa lang yun. Nangangapa pa rin ako sa procedures sa dept, tapos hindi pa ako marunong kumuha ng percent defects. Malay ko pa kung ano yang hitsura ng mga defects nay an. Hay… still have a long way to go… Routine naman yung job eh so ok na siguro a month into the job e ok na ako.
Pero nakakairita man ang job kasi sobrang mabusisi, ok pa naman ako so far tapos sobrang saya at friendly pa ng mga tao dito, lalo na ang mga kapwa ko QA’s although hindi rin ako makapag-bond ng maayos sa kanila kasi puro babae, tapos yung iba pamilyado na kaya puro anak at pagbubuntis ang pinag-uusapan. Hay… as long as mabait sila. J
^___^
Ang tagal naman ng lunchbreak! Shit, nagugutom na ako.
^___^
Hm, hindi pa ako nakakaikot dito sa planta. Hindi ko pa alam kung saan ang mga production lines, kung san ang warehouse… everything. Tapos there might come a time na kapag sa lines na ako naka-assign, I have to inspect the deliveries, the equipments, and the products. Buti na lang may Quality Inspector kami dito, at least siya yung nagco-conduct ng visual inspection ng deliveries instead of us QA’s eh sus ko, kung may around 1200+ pallets na dumating, kelangan nilang mag-inspect ng 26 cases of bottles to look for defects and what not. Iba pa yun sa mga dumarating na 2nd-hand bottles na washed and unwashed! Ang dungis nun na nakakapagod pa! Astig talaga yung si Rommel, yung QI namin. Bait pa, siya kasi yung kasabay ko umuwi kasi kapag papauwi na siya, ibig sabihin wala nang deliveries so pwede na rin akong umuwi. Hehe.
^___^
Meron nga pala akong cute na discovery dito sa office… CD ng Greenwich. Sulat ko dito yung lyrics nung kanta
Ka-Greenwich Kita
Intro:
Kailan lang tayo nagkakilala.
Pero parang super ka-close na kita
Ka-gimmick, ka-text, o ka-tropa
Kaibigan, ang sarap mong makilala
I. Ka-village, ka-tambay, o ka-barangay. Ka-kilay, ka-kulay, ka-height o ka-size
Ka-bus, ka-jeepney, ka-MRT
Sa madaling salita, whoever you may be…
Chorus:
Ka-Greenwich na naman kita
Dito rin tayo nagkita di ba?
Ka-pizza, ka-join ang barkada,
Ka-close ang feeling sa isa’t isa
Ka-Greenwich na naman kita
Ka-hati, ka-share sa iisang pizza
Sarap ka-join bagong ka-kilala
Sarap ka Greenwich
Up to sawa
II. Ka-school, ka-carpool, ka-office, ka-service, ka-joke o ka-chismis, basta’t about showbiz
Ka-FX, ka-floor o ka-elevator
Ka-bonding ang lahat, like never before
^___^
Wah! Siyempre na-miss ko bigla Hunnie ko. Ka-Greenwich ko yun sa tuwing nagke-crave ako for pizza… ka-takawan din at ka-babuyan… Haha! Hunnie, di tayo healthy magkasama. :)
Demo dapat nun ngayon, kaso nagkasunog sa karatig building nung school kaya hindi natuloy. Swerte ng hunnie ko, takot na takot yon eh. Malas lang niya at mahihibang na naman siyang muli sa susunod when it could have been over today. Oh well…
I love you hunnie…
Watch tayo Batman: Begins!
Materials Testing Rm
QA Dept
GSMI Lucena Plant
Downtime… Eto pala ang nakakaburat sa work. Wala kang magawa. Wala naming net dito sa office, dati meron pero cost-cutting kaya tinanggal. Kakaiba, halos walang deliveries today… 2 deliveries pa lang ngayong umaga, formed carton GMB 700, flat oval bottle 375. Tapos nandito pa si Maam Ancel so dalawa pa kaming walang magawa dito sa office. Tinuruan nga pala niya akong mag-encode ng dimensional analysis ko sa PQMS, tapos iyon, nakapag-encode naman ako. Chicken.
Ngayon, mga 30 minutes na akong nakatunganga lang. Nakakatamad namang aralin yung training manuals namin, puno ng stuff na siyempre ngayon ko lang na-encounter, ayaw ko namang magtanong ng magtanong kay Ate Ancel. Tapos nakakabaliw pa tingnan yung specifications ng products lalo na yung sa labels and caps, ang hirap i-differentiate ng light, standard and dark swatches/color guides. Parang pare-pareho lang.
Color-blind nga yata ako gaya ng sabi ni Deedee.
Buti pa kahapon, ang daming deliveries!
Kahapon, meron pang naiwang deliveries na kinailangang i-record at tatakan from last Sunday. Although yun nga lang, feeling ko nag-accept ako ng stuff na hindi ko naman alam kung mapapanindigan ko kung sakaling for rejection pala dapat. E malay ko ba sa mga defects nun, hindi pa naman ako marunong tumingin. Unang araw ko pa lang yun. Nangangapa pa rin ako sa procedures sa dept, tapos hindi pa ako marunong kumuha ng percent defects. Malay ko pa kung ano yang hitsura ng mga defects nay an. Hay… still have a long way to go… Routine naman yung job eh so ok na siguro a month into the job e ok na ako.
Pero nakakairita man ang job kasi sobrang mabusisi, ok pa naman ako so far tapos sobrang saya at friendly pa ng mga tao dito, lalo na ang mga kapwa ko QA’s although hindi rin ako makapag-bond ng maayos sa kanila kasi puro babae, tapos yung iba pamilyado na kaya puro anak at pagbubuntis ang pinag-uusapan. Hay… as long as mabait sila. J
^___^
Ang tagal naman ng lunchbreak! Shit, nagugutom na ako.
^___^
Hm, hindi pa ako nakakaikot dito sa planta. Hindi ko pa alam kung saan ang mga production lines, kung san ang warehouse… everything. Tapos there might come a time na kapag sa lines na ako naka-assign, I have to inspect the deliveries, the equipments, and the products. Buti na lang may Quality Inspector kami dito, at least siya yung nagco-conduct ng visual inspection ng deliveries instead of us QA’s eh sus ko, kung may around 1200+ pallets na dumating, kelangan nilang mag-inspect ng 26 cases of bottles to look for defects and what not. Iba pa yun sa mga dumarating na 2nd-hand bottles na washed and unwashed! Ang dungis nun na nakakapagod pa! Astig talaga yung si Rommel, yung QI namin. Bait pa, siya kasi yung kasabay ko umuwi kasi kapag papauwi na siya, ibig sabihin wala nang deliveries so pwede na rin akong umuwi. Hehe.
^___^
Meron nga pala akong cute na discovery dito sa office… CD ng Greenwich. Sulat ko dito yung lyrics nung kanta
Ka-Greenwich Kita
Intro:
Kailan lang tayo nagkakilala.
Pero parang super ka-close na kita
Ka-gimmick, ka-text, o ka-tropa
Kaibigan, ang sarap mong makilala
I. Ka-village, ka-tambay, o ka-barangay. Ka-kilay, ka-kulay, ka-height o ka-size
Ka-bus, ka-jeepney, ka-MRT
Sa madaling salita, whoever you may be…
Chorus:
Ka-Greenwich na naman kita
Dito rin tayo nagkita di ba?
Ka-pizza, ka-join ang barkada,
Ka-close ang feeling sa isa’t isa
Ka-Greenwich na naman kita
Ka-hati, ka-share sa iisang pizza
Sarap ka-join bagong ka-kilala
Sarap ka Greenwich
Up to sawa
II. Ka-school, ka-carpool, ka-office, ka-service, ka-joke o ka-chismis, basta’t about showbiz
Ka-FX, ka-floor o ka-elevator
Ka-bonding ang lahat, like never before
^___^
Wah! Siyempre na-miss ko bigla Hunnie ko. Ka-Greenwich ko yun sa tuwing nagke-crave ako for pizza… ka-takawan din at ka-babuyan… Haha! Hunnie, di tayo healthy magkasama. :)
Demo dapat nun ngayon, kaso nagkasunog sa karatig building nung school kaya hindi natuloy. Swerte ng hunnie ko, takot na takot yon eh. Malas lang niya at mahihibang na naman siyang muli sa susunod when it could have been over today. Oh well…
I love you hunnie…
Watch tayo Batman: Begins!
Friday, June 17, 2005
Sa Wakas; Belgian Bites; Si Mama Talaga; Ang Tatay Kong Groovy
Natapos ko na sa wakas ang papers ko today…
Nakakapagod pala mag-drive ng halos buong araw…
Pasaway pa kasi under ako sa agency, eh tinatawagan ko kanina, walang sumasagot. Sana naman sa pagdaan ko doon bukas, may tao.
Excited na ako para sa Lunes, mukhang masaya ang work. Mabusisi pero masaya.
Sana sa Lab ako ma-assign…
^___^
Na-miss ko Hunnie ko today.
Siya kasi ang nag-introduce sa akin ng Belgian Bites ng Mister Donut.
Eh sobrang pagod ako kanina sa SM nang nakakita ako ng Belgian Bites…
Kaya ayun. Nangulila.
Hay…
Bwiset iyon, sira iyong coffee machine nila. Mahal na mahal ko pa man din ang coffee ng Mister Donut. It’s not Starbucks pero lasang brewed naman ang coffee nila (malay ko ba kung brewed nga iyon), tapos mura pa!
Naalala ko tuloy iyong review days ko sa Brains. Sa Quezon Ave kasi ang class, tapos para makarating doon, sumasakay ako ng bus sa EDSA tapos bumaba ng Quezon Ave tapos naglalakad. Eh umaga iyon, siyempre antok pa ako kaya ang ginagawa ko, bumibili ako ng kape sa Mister Donut tapos dadalhin ko sa class. Naiinggit nga sa akin si Joy sa tuwing may dala akong ganoon.
Btw, Joy, hindi ka pa nanlilibre!
^___^
Weirdo ng nanay ko. Nagpakananay talaga siya sa akin ngayong araw na ito, as in gusto niya akong samahan sa lahat ng pupuntahan ko at aayusin na papers tapos ang kulit-kulit magtanong ng mga kulang pang papers. Tapos lahat na lang yata ng kakilala sa ganitong office eh iniisip para madalian daw ako sa proseso, eh yun naman yung ayaw ko, yung naghahanap ng pakikiusapan para mapadali ang lahat.
Si Mama talaga.
^___^
Tatay ko naman, tatay talaga. Hinahayaan lang ako sa mga bagay-bagay na gusto kong gawin, wala masyadong sinasabi sa kung ano man ang gusto niya para sa akin. Mas maingay pa nga si Mama about me not working and being in a choir than Papa .
Siguro kasi musikero din ang tatay ko kaya naiintindihan niya ako. Tsaka groovy si Papa, nakaka-appreciate yun ng music ko, be it Liturgical, Pop, Acoustic, Rock… Basta yung mga uso ngayon, nakakarelate yun. Favorite nga nun ang MYMP at ang South Border.
Ang pinakapriority ng tatay ko sa buhay ay ang magtrabaho ng trabaho para mapakain kami, tapos kapag may opportunity na lumabas at makasama ang family, kinukuha niya lagi. Walang pagod din yung mag-drive papuntang Manila at sobrang worried sa mga anak niya lalong lalo na sa only daughter niyang kasama niya for 16 years na ngayon ay nasa dorm na sa Manila.
Physician ang tatay ko at sobrang mahal yun ng mga pasyente niya. Ang pinakamatanda niyang pasyente ay 94 years old; bilib ako sa doon at may pasyente pa siyang ganoon na katanda, parang Fountain of Youth yata si Papa kapag nagpagamot ka sa kanya.
Kaya sa tatay kong groovy, musikero, doctor at ama,
Happy Father’s Day!
Nakakapagod pala mag-drive ng halos buong araw…
Pasaway pa kasi under ako sa agency, eh tinatawagan ko kanina, walang sumasagot. Sana naman sa pagdaan ko doon bukas, may tao.
Excited na ako para sa Lunes, mukhang masaya ang work. Mabusisi pero masaya.
Sana sa Lab ako ma-assign…
^___^
Na-miss ko Hunnie ko today.
Siya kasi ang nag-introduce sa akin ng Belgian Bites ng Mister Donut.
Eh sobrang pagod ako kanina sa SM nang nakakita ako ng Belgian Bites…
Kaya ayun. Nangulila.
Hay…
Bwiset iyon, sira iyong coffee machine nila. Mahal na mahal ko pa man din ang coffee ng Mister Donut. It’s not Starbucks pero lasang brewed naman ang coffee nila (malay ko ba kung brewed nga iyon), tapos mura pa!
Naalala ko tuloy iyong review days ko sa Brains. Sa Quezon Ave kasi ang class, tapos para makarating doon, sumasakay ako ng bus sa EDSA tapos bumaba ng Quezon Ave tapos naglalakad. Eh umaga iyon, siyempre antok pa ako kaya ang ginagawa ko, bumibili ako ng kape sa Mister Donut tapos dadalhin ko sa class. Naiinggit nga sa akin si Joy sa tuwing may dala akong ganoon.
Btw, Joy, hindi ka pa nanlilibre!
^___^
Weirdo ng nanay ko. Nagpakananay talaga siya sa akin ngayong araw na ito, as in gusto niya akong samahan sa lahat ng pupuntahan ko at aayusin na papers tapos ang kulit-kulit magtanong ng mga kulang pang papers. Tapos lahat na lang yata ng kakilala sa ganitong office eh iniisip para madalian daw ako sa proseso, eh yun naman yung ayaw ko, yung naghahanap ng pakikiusapan para mapadali ang lahat.
Si Mama talaga.
^___^
Tatay ko naman, tatay talaga. Hinahayaan lang ako sa mga bagay-bagay na gusto kong gawin, wala masyadong sinasabi sa kung ano man ang gusto niya para sa akin. Mas maingay pa nga si Mama about me not working and being in a choir than Papa .
Siguro kasi musikero din ang tatay ko kaya naiintindihan niya ako. Tsaka groovy si Papa, nakaka-appreciate yun ng music ko, be it Liturgical, Pop, Acoustic, Rock… Basta yung mga uso ngayon, nakakarelate yun. Favorite nga nun ang MYMP at ang South Border.
Ang pinakapriority ng tatay ko sa buhay ay ang magtrabaho ng trabaho para mapakain kami, tapos kapag may opportunity na lumabas at makasama ang family, kinukuha niya lagi. Walang pagod din yung mag-drive papuntang Manila at sobrang worried sa mga anak niya lalong lalo na sa only daughter niyang kasama niya for 16 years na ngayon ay nasa dorm na sa Manila.
Physician ang tatay ko at sobrang mahal yun ng mga pasyente niya. Ang pinakamatanda niyang pasyente ay 94 years old; bilib ako sa doon at may pasyente pa siyang ganoon na katanda, parang Fountain of Youth yata si Papa kapag nagpagamot ka sa kanya.
Kaya sa tatay kong groovy, musikero, doctor at ama,
Happy Father’s Day!
Ingay; Dream Jobs; Happy for Hunnie
7:22 AM
Sa Labas ng SSS Lucena
Shit. Ang aga ko.
Ang init dito, grabe.
Ang ingay sa Lucena sa umaga, puro tricycle ang maririnig mo.
Dumadami na ang tao dito sa labas, buti na rin pala maaga na ako dumating.
Hay…
^___^
On Monday, working doogi na si Woofy.
Quality Assurer ng GSMI Lucena Plant. Naks! Quality Assurer. Not really my dream job but this will do for the meantime. Good naman ang pay for a contract job, and I’ll only be away from Manila for only 5mos. Plus, I get to live with my parents and get reacquainted with the people, the culture, and the laidback lifestyle here in Quezon.
Come to think of it, ano nga ba ang dream job ko?
Noong bata ako, gusto kong maging scientist. Walang specific field, basta scientist; as if ganoon kadali iyon. Noong mga panahon na iyon kasi, hindi ko pa alam kung ano ang engineer. Ngayon alam ko na, laking kaibahan pala ng engineer sa scientist. Nyahaha! Anyway, let me make a list of my dream jobs tutal wala naman akong magawa ngayon…
- video game designer
- recording artist (dream in progress)
- owner/CEO ng San Miguel Corporation
- owner/CEO ng Jolibee Corporation (Walang kokontra, dream job nga eh)
- astronaut
- Don Carlos Palanca Award winning writer
- Comic book store owner
- Publisher of cutting-edge Pinoy comic books and my own hobby magazine
- Animated film producer / owner of an animation studio
- Asawa ni Hunnie at tatay ng little Woofies and little Hunnies
^___^
Pocha naman o, ang tagal magbukas ng SSS.
Ang cute ng Hunnie ko kahapon, nagfreakout dahil sa isang interview… wait, hindi pala cute yun. What I meant was nakakaaliw siyang magfreakout, nahihibang na madrama and all… Naisip ko lang na hindi ko pa siya nakikitang ganoon. Worried pa naman ako dahil hindi ako sanay kapag nagfrea-freakout siya. Oh well, at least she was fine later that night. Her story about how the interview went was quite amusing, as in everytime daw may tanong sa kanya, ang una niyang naiisip na sagot ay sarcastic answer tapos biglang mare-realize niya na, oo nga pala, kailangan ko palang galingan.
Hay… Hunnie ko. Hibang.
Btw, malapit na siyang magkaroon ng work… Yay! Kahit hindi iyon ang preferred job niya sana, proud pa rin ako sa kanya. Kahit na disaster ang interview niya, mukhang kukunin naman siya talaga kaya masaya naman ako…
Happy for you Hunnie. :)
Wednesday, June 15, 2005
How My Day Went; "Masanay ka na!"
I only have 35 minutes to write so I’ll make this quick…
Ang sarap talaga ng may car! Been driving around Lucena City the whole day… and here’s how the day went.
Woke up later that planned kasi puyat sa pagiging hingahan ng poot ng Hunnie ko. I was supposed to go jogging with my parents at around 6am but they did not wake me up; it turns out Papa was not feeling well. I was also supposed to go to the local SSS office to apply for an ID but then by the time Mama and I got there, the quota of 70 new applicants per day was already met. Silly me, I was already warned by Papa yesterday that the SSS line would be quite long. Oh well.
Next stop was PhilHealth. It didn’t take too long there, and now I am guaranteed (I hope) some discount if I get hospitalized. Funny thing, I almost committed a major blunder: I was already walking towards the Campo/Bayan jeepney parked by the highway when I realized I brought a car. Silly, silly me. Oh well, at least did not totally forget my car unlike this really cute lass who forgot her wallet when she left her house and realized she did so when she was later in line to pay for LOA fees. Poor thing… good thing there was this stranger who was a friend’s uncle who offered to pay for her.
Anyway, I went home afterwards and played my beloved PS2 for 2 hours, my daily allowance for indulging in console role-playing goodness. I then left for the Barangay Hall to get my clearance but my silly mom gave me directions to the wrong hall. So I had to drive back past our subdivision, and I had to take a wrong turn and ask around 4 people (who all gave different directions) to get to where I was going. The people at the Barangay Hall were friendly though, and the treasurer, Tito Manny, was an acquaintance of my parents whom they met in Couples for Christ.
I then went straight to my parents’ clinic afterwards; there were lots of patients and medreps waiting to get treated and attended to. One happy note: Tita Luz, my parents’ secretary, a nurse, and sister of the late husband of my mom’s sister, showed me a list of Papa’s patients and patient fees for the day and there must be more than 30 names there. Good day for my dad. :)
I waited for my mom to finish her work and hung out at Mug Café which was located across the street. It is a small place, furnished with a blue sofa, some aluminum tables and nice, soft, comfy chairs and it is well-lit by the afternoon sun; a good place to relax and hangout whether with friends or alone. I ordered a cup of Café Americano (which was quite bitter for my taste) and it took them forever to cook a Cheese Pizza which was nothing out of the ordinary but is quite enough to please my growling stomach.
After that, I walked towards the main avenue that runs through the city and went to Avenue Bookstore. I was in for a surprise when I looked through their textbooks and found three hardbound copies of Perry’s Chemical Engineering Handbook selling for only 3312.50 pesos (which was quite cheap according to my Hunnie). So for anyone I know who wants a copy, just text me.
I also went to a small pet shop across the street. It was a cramped, hot and foul-smelling shop, with cages of lovebirds stacked right beside poorly lit aquariums containing different fishes swimming in murky waters. Further inside, you’ll see stacks of poorly maintained cages containing two Japanese Spitz, a Dachshund and a Shitzu. The Spitz and Dachshund both sell for only 3500 which was quite cheap and if I had the money, I would’ve bought all of them just to take them away from that awful shop.
(Man, it’s 11:10 and I’m already 10 minutes past my planned sleeping time… oh well. On to my entry)
After that, I went to SM to buy a polo for tomorrow as well as some briefs and groceries (or rather, C2 and junkfood). Then back to my place to watch CSI while watching dinner.
What a day. To tell you the truth, even though I’m sad about being away from Canto Cinco and my Hunnie, and not getting a more permanent job in Manila, I think I’m going to like living and working here. Congrats nga pala sa Hunnie ko... She's going to be a teacher. :)
^___^
I overheard an amusing story my mom told a medrep while I was in the clinic. Actually, my mom told the medrep lots of stuff. She talked about the job offer here and my plans to go to medschool next year. She talked about how Vanessa is in Manila right now, studying. And she talked about Papa, and that part made me smile.
Sabi daw kasi ni Papa, “Ganito pala yung pakiramdam kapag iiwan ka na ng mga anak mo ano? ‘Yung magiging tayong dalawa na lang ang sa bahay…” And my mom was laughing… sabi niya, “Masanay ka na!”
I then realized that maybe that’s part of the reason why they insisted on me to take the contract job here. Baka nangungulila sila… hindi kasi sila sanay.
Ang sarap talaga ng may car! Been driving around Lucena City the whole day… and here’s how the day went.
Woke up later that planned kasi puyat sa pagiging hingahan ng poot ng Hunnie ko. I was supposed to go jogging with my parents at around 6am but they did not wake me up; it turns out Papa was not feeling well. I was also supposed to go to the local SSS office to apply for an ID but then by the time Mama and I got there, the quota of 70 new applicants per day was already met. Silly me, I was already warned by Papa yesterday that the SSS line would be quite long. Oh well.
Next stop was PhilHealth. It didn’t take too long there, and now I am guaranteed (I hope) some discount if I get hospitalized. Funny thing, I almost committed a major blunder: I was already walking towards the Campo/Bayan jeepney parked by the highway when I realized I brought a car. Silly, silly me. Oh well, at least did not totally forget my car unlike this really cute lass who forgot her wallet when she left her house and realized she did so when she was later in line to pay for LOA fees. Poor thing… good thing there was this stranger who was a friend’s uncle who offered to pay for her.
Anyway, I went home afterwards and played my beloved PS2 for 2 hours, my daily allowance for indulging in console role-playing goodness. I then left for the Barangay Hall to get my clearance but my silly mom gave me directions to the wrong hall. So I had to drive back past our subdivision, and I had to take a wrong turn and ask around 4 people (who all gave different directions) to get to where I was going. The people at the Barangay Hall were friendly though, and the treasurer, Tito Manny, was an acquaintance of my parents whom they met in Couples for Christ.
I then went straight to my parents’ clinic afterwards; there were lots of patients and medreps waiting to get treated and attended to. One happy note: Tita Luz, my parents’ secretary, a nurse, and sister of the late husband of my mom’s sister, showed me a list of Papa’s patients and patient fees for the day and there must be more than 30 names there. Good day for my dad. :)
I waited for my mom to finish her work and hung out at Mug Café which was located across the street. It is a small place, furnished with a blue sofa, some aluminum tables and nice, soft, comfy chairs and it is well-lit by the afternoon sun; a good place to relax and hangout whether with friends or alone. I ordered a cup of Café Americano (which was quite bitter for my taste) and it took them forever to cook a Cheese Pizza which was nothing out of the ordinary but is quite enough to please my growling stomach.
After that, I walked towards the main avenue that runs through the city and went to Avenue Bookstore. I was in for a surprise when I looked through their textbooks and found three hardbound copies of Perry’s Chemical Engineering Handbook selling for only 3312.50 pesos (which was quite cheap according to my Hunnie). So for anyone I know who wants a copy, just text me.
I also went to a small pet shop across the street. It was a cramped, hot and foul-smelling shop, with cages of lovebirds stacked right beside poorly lit aquariums containing different fishes swimming in murky waters. Further inside, you’ll see stacks of poorly maintained cages containing two Japanese Spitz, a Dachshund and a Shitzu. The Spitz and Dachshund both sell for only 3500 which was quite cheap and if I had the money, I would’ve bought all of them just to take them away from that awful shop.
(Man, it’s 11:10 and I’m already 10 minutes past my planned sleeping time… oh well. On to my entry)
After that, I went to SM to buy a polo for tomorrow as well as some briefs and groceries (or rather, C2 and junkfood). Then back to my place to watch CSI while watching dinner.
What a day. To tell you the truth, even though I’m sad about being away from Canto Cinco and my Hunnie, and not getting a more permanent job in Manila, I think I’m going to like living and working here. Congrats nga pala sa Hunnie ko... She's going to be a teacher. :)
^___^
I overheard an amusing story my mom told a medrep while I was in the clinic. Actually, my mom told the medrep lots of stuff. She talked about the job offer here and my plans to go to medschool next year. She talked about how Vanessa is in Manila right now, studying. And she talked about Papa, and that part made me smile.
Sabi daw kasi ni Papa, “Ganito pala yung pakiramdam kapag iiwan ka na ng mga anak mo ano? ‘Yung magiging tayong dalawa na lang ang sa bahay…” And my mom was laughing… sabi niya, “Masanay ka na!”
I then realized that maybe that’s part of the reason why they insisted on me to take the contract job here. Baka nangungulila sila… hindi kasi sila sanay.
Our House Has 3 Gates; Angels and Demons
Our house here in Lucena has three gates: one for the passenger jeepney, one for the garage that holds a car and a Revo, and a small gate that most guests go through which leads to a porch and the front door. Upon entering the front door, you’ll find our living room and if you walk forward towards the wall (where the TV cabinet that houses our ancient stereo system, as well as wooden carvings of the face of Jesus and the Sto. Niño on top of speakers are all lined up), you’ll see two doors to your left and a door and the main dining area to your right.
Ivan and I used one of the rooms to the left as our room, while Vanessa had the other room to herself. My parents occupied the room to the right, which incidentally has a door that leads to the porch; Papa and Mama used half of their room as their clinic. Their room was smaller than our room; in fact, our room was originally designed to be the Master’s bedroom. When the time came for the Master’s bedroom to live up to its name, the walls had stickers on it, the paint was falling off, the wooden-tiled floors had lots of wooden tiles missing, and the closets had puncture marks from pins that Ivan and I used to put posters and whatnot of our favorite cartoon characters.
I don’t quite remember the exact year when we moved to this house; we first lived in a small house about 10 minutes bike ride from here, and I had my earliest memories there… or rather, most of my baby pictures were taken there, including my first birthday and pictures of me and my brother in sando and briefs. My brother had his first kiss at that street, he was only 5 when I was dared to kiss our neighbor. But I couldn’t and so my brother was dared. He went for the kiss. Hehe.
Right now, I’m here in my sister’s bedroom (which was the room my parents used when we were kids) and I’ll be using this room for at least the next three months. Right now, my sister is in Manila and she had just started taking BS Psychology in Holy Spirit. And even though I’m quite scared for her being a stone’s throw away from the circus that is Malacanang, I am proud that she had finally taken a step out of her sanctuary and braves the scary world that is Manila and college-life.
Anyway, it’s quite funny that I had already made this my room in one night: I took out the small TV my sis was using and put the big TV that was in the living room, then I had set up the Playstation 2, then I rearranged the abubot that my sis has piled up to make room for some of my stuff and I had filled her closet with my clothes. Exciting… it’s been quite a while since I actually felt I lived here. Ever since I went to Pisay for highschool, everytime I stay here in Lucena for the weekend or the summer vacation, I felt like I’m forever a guest because I don’t have my own room. They displaced me since I rarely stay here, especially when college came where a whole sem would pass before I go back home. Now I have a room again, and quite frankly, I’m giddy.
You might be wondering what I’m doing here in Lucena… I’ll be working here. Nothing permanent though, its only for a 3-5 months. I still want that perfect job in Manila, close to my Hunnie and to Canto Cinco. Obviously, I’m not that excited about working here but then again, I keep in mind what Sheila texted me, that this will give me time with my parents, at hindi nabibili yon. I also keep in mind what K told me the other day, na kapag sumuweldo na ako, malayo man ako sa Hunnie ko, hindi ko na proproblemahin ang pamasahe para puntahan siya. :)
^___^
Right now, the new series True Horror is showing in Discovery and the host (who is a Buffy the Vampire Slayer veteran… let me find out who this is in a while), was tackling real life Demons and exorcism.
And they showed footage of an actual exorcism… creepy stuff that you don’t want to see but you won’t be able to take your eyes off. He interviewed Father Gabriel, the president of the International Society of Exorcism (or something like that) in Vatican City, who has faced many adversaries, from Lucifer to Lilith. They also reenacted the exorcism in 1556 called the Miracle of Laon, where a 16 year old girl French girl named Nicole (not sure about the spelling) was possessed by Beelzebub for at least 2 months before finally exorcised leaving her body broken, her sanity hanging by a thread, and the whole community of Laon, France believing that demons and God exist.
I have always been skeptical about the existence of these demons. I am equally skeptical about angels and spirits too. It’s just not believable when you can’t seem to sense them nor see them. And yet the Catholic Church says they exist, and so somehow, I still believe that they exist. And I have these friends in Canto Cinco that actually experienced Succubus attacks... as well as being saved by angels.
During the Canto Cinco outing in Laguna, we hiked and swam a river to a small waterfalls; it was our way of taking a break from the hectic ministry work and communing with God’s handicraft. It was quite an experience; but what made it really memorable for me was when I believe “my” guardian angel made his/her presence known to me. Let me retell how it went…
There were parts in the hike where we have to swim against long stretches of downstream-flowing water. I am not much of a swimmer, but I did brave swimming against the river, aided by the small backpack my Hunnie brought which I carried for her. Along the way, I noticed that I had scraped the sando I wore on the moss-covered rocks and it was stained. I tried rubbing off the stains from the sando but it just won’t come off. There was something peculiar with the stain; it outlined something so I showed it to Deedee. Upon seeing it, she said to me, “Julz! Angel yan!” I was perplexed but then when I looked at it, it did outline the shape of an angel as viewed from the side. I wish I could show it to you right now but I don’t have the means (maybe on Sunday). Anyway, it was an angel facing to the left; you’ll clearly see the head, its garment including the sleeves, and its wings. I couldn’t believe it. I even laughed to myself at how stereotypical this angel looked like. But then… how many times would you see a stain from scraping against moss-covered rocks that is shaped like an angel?
But hey, I’m still not a total believer. I’m still skeptical about these things but it is quite nice to know that I am being guarded by heavenly beings and that somebody of pure goodness is looking over me.
Ivan and I used one of the rooms to the left as our room, while Vanessa had the other room to herself. My parents occupied the room to the right, which incidentally has a door that leads to the porch; Papa and Mama used half of their room as their clinic. Their room was smaller than our room; in fact, our room was originally designed to be the Master’s bedroom. When the time came for the Master’s bedroom to live up to its name, the walls had stickers on it, the paint was falling off, the wooden-tiled floors had lots of wooden tiles missing, and the closets had puncture marks from pins that Ivan and I used to put posters and whatnot of our favorite cartoon characters.
I don’t quite remember the exact year when we moved to this house; we first lived in a small house about 10 minutes bike ride from here, and I had my earliest memories there… or rather, most of my baby pictures were taken there, including my first birthday and pictures of me and my brother in sando and briefs. My brother had his first kiss at that street, he was only 5 when I was dared to kiss our neighbor. But I couldn’t and so my brother was dared. He went for the kiss. Hehe.
Right now, I’m here in my sister’s bedroom (which was the room my parents used when we were kids) and I’ll be using this room for at least the next three months. Right now, my sister is in Manila and she had just started taking BS Psychology in Holy Spirit. And even though I’m quite scared for her being a stone’s throw away from the circus that is Malacanang, I am proud that she had finally taken a step out of her sanctuary and braves the scary world that is Manila and college-life.
Anyway, it’s quite funny that I had already made this my room in one night: I took out the small TV my sis was using and put the big TV that was in the living room, then I had set up the Playstation 2, then I rearranged the abubot that my sis has piled up to make room for some of my stuff and I had filled her closet with my clothes. Exciting… it’s been quite a while since I actually felt I lived here. Ever since I went to Pisay for highschool, everytime I stay here in Lucena for the weekend or the summer vacation, I felt like I’m forever a guest because I don’t have my own room. They displaced me since I rarely stay here, especially when college came where a whole sem would pass before I go back home. Now I have a room again, and quite frankly, I’m giddy.
You might be wondering what I’m doing here in Lucena… I’ll be working here. Nothing permanent though, its only for a 3-5 months. I still want that perfect job in Manila, close to my Hunnie and to Canto Cinco. Obviously, I’m not that excited about working here but then again, I keep in mind what Sheila texted me, that this will give me time with my parents, at hindi nabibili yon. I also keep in mind what K told me the other day, na kapag sumuweldo na ako, malayo man ako sa Hunnie ko, hindi ko na proproblemahin ang pamasahe para puntahan siya. :)
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Right now, the new series True Horror is showing in Discovery and the host (who is a Buffy the Vampire Slayer veteran… let me find out who this is in a while), was tackling real life Demons and exorcism.
And they showed footage of an actual exorcism… creepy stuff that you don’t want to see but you won’t be able to take your eyes off. He interviewed Father Gabriel, the president of the International Society of Exorcism (or something like that) in Vatican City, who has faced many adversaries, from Lucifer to Lilith. They also reenacted the exorcism in 1556 called the Miracle of Laon, where a 16 year old girl French girl named Nicole (not sure about the spelling) was possessed by Beelzebub for at least 2 months before finally exorcised leaving her body broken, her sanity hanging by a thread, and the whole community of Laon, France believing that demons and God exist.
I have always been skeptical about the existence of these demons. I am equally skeptical about angels and spirits too. It’s just not believable when you can’t seem to sense them nor see them. And yet the Catholic Church says they exist, and so somehow, I still believe that they exist. And I have these friends in Canto Cinco that actually experienced Succubus attacks... as well as being saved by angels.
During the Canto Cinco outing in Laguna, we hiked and swam a river to a small waterfalls; it was our way of taking a break from the hectic ministry work and communing with God’s handicraft. It was quite an experience; but what made it really memorable for me was when I believe “my” guardian angel made his/her presence known to me. Let me retell how it went…
There were parts in the hike where we have to swim against long stretches of downstream-flowing water. I am not much of a swimmer, but I did brave swimming against the river, aided by the small backpack my Hunnie brought which I carried for her. Along the way, I noticed that I had scraped the sando I wore on the moss-covered rocks and it was stained. I tried rubbing off the stains from the sando but it just won’t come off. There was something peculiar with the stain; it outlined something so I showed it to Deedee. Upon seeing it, she said to me, “Julz! Angel yan!” I was perplexed but then when I looked at it, it did outline the shape of an angel as viewed from the side. I wish I could show it to you right now but I don’t have the means (maybe on Sunday). Anyway, it was an angel facing to the left; you’ll clearly see the head, its garment including the sleeves, and its wings. I couldn’t believe it. I even laughed to myself at how stereotypical this angel looked like. But then… how many times would you see a stain from scraping against moss-covered rocks that is shaped like an angel?
But hey, I’m still not a total believer. I’m still skeptical about these things but it is quite nice to know that I am being guarded by heavenly beings and that somebody of pure goodness is looking over me.
Saturday, June 11, 2005
Grabe Pala Ang Buhay Artista
Noong nakaraang linggo, June 5, galing ako sa Pagsanajan kasama ang Canto Cinco para sa pangalawang araw ng shooting ng music video ng O Bayan ng Diyos na kinanta ng Himig Heswita…
Grabe pala ang buhay artista… Nakakapagod! Four ng umaga ang calltime sa Jescom… umulan pa ng malakas ng gabing ‘yon kaya ang putik ng kalye, ang daming debris. Akala ko nga hindi na matutuloy ‘yung shoot pero sa awa ng Diyos, natuloy naman…
Sa isang resort sa Pagsanjan ang shoot. Nakakatawa ‘yun, may banner sa entrance na nakasulat e “Welcome Showgirls” or something to that effect. Nyahaha!
Canto Cinco sa Pagsanjan
Fiesta dapat yung set pero pagdating namin ‘dun malayo sa fiesta yung dating kasi parang kulang sa dekorasyon… pero astig kasi kapag nakita niyo yung video, iisipin niyo na oo nga, fiesta nga ito.
Sa ilog ang mundo'y tahimik...
Mayroon kasing scene na sobrang laking salu-salo, as in mga taongbayan na nakapalibot sa isang malaking lamesang puro pagkain tapos kumakain at nagsasaya… coolness.
Eighteen (yata) kami nun na pumunta mula sa Canto Cinco. Kami yung “talents” (shiyet… ang sarap pakinggan!). Mga taumbayan ang roles namin… pero wag ka, ang mga taumbayan naming lalaki, ang puputi! Mukhang mga taga-Maynila. May mga pasaway pa sa amin na ayaw magsuot ng duster kagaya ni Persia at Deedee na nagpa-special request pa sa direk.
Eighteen (yata) kami nun na pumunta mula sa Canto Cinco. Kami yung “talents” (shiyet… ang sarap pakinggan!). Mga taumbayan ang roles namin… pero wag ka, ang mga taumbayan naming lalaki, ang puputi! Mukhang mga taga-Maynila. May mga pasaway pa sa amin na ayaw magsuot ng duster kagaya ni Persia at Deedee na nagpa-special request pa sa direk.
Ilan sa mga taongbayan, left to right, top to bottom: Edz, Patot, Roma, Vic, Eric, Jett, Sheila, Deedee, Persia, Noel M.
Masaya naman ang shoot, nakakapagod nga lang kasi siyempre nasa initan, tapos humid pa nung araw na yun. Siyempre ang daming paulit-ulit na takes, pero ang galing kasi ng mata ng director namin, si Direk Sherman So (na siyang director of photography ng Kampanerang Kuba).
Direk So (nakatalikod) plus the Taongbayan Singers
Ang mga role na ginanapan ko eh naglalakad na may hawak na basket ng prutas (hindi birong dalhin kasi may pinya, santol at saging sa basket na yun), nagpipilit na tumutugtog ng gitara (yung souvenir guitars na maliit at apat lang ang string) na nakahiga sa damuhan na may sombrero sa ulo,
The Taongbayan Instrumentalists, left to right: Eric, Will, Jett, Rina at ako na nakahiga. If you look closely, dalawa ang aking chin... chubaboy
tsaka taumbayan na tumatawid sa ilog at bumabati sa mga nakasakay sa bangka. Grabe yun, wala dapat akong balak na mabasa pero kasi sa scene, nakaabang kaming mga taong bayan sa magkabilang gilid ng ilog tapos may mga bangka na dadaan sa gitna. E ang kaso, may mga Krung-krung na nakasakay sa bangka na dumadaan din, mga galling sa Pagsanjan falls, tapos yung isang bangkero, sinagwan ba naman kami! Ayun, basang-basa kami nina Deedee, Eric, Roma at Tricia ng tubig. Buwisit yung bangkero na yun.
Taongbayan na tumatawid sa ilog, left to right: Eric, Roma, Tricia, Woofy, Patot, Allan, Deedee, Persia
Anyway, meron siyempre sa aming masusuwerte na overexposed sa camera, kagaya nina Eric, Patot, Jett, Sheila at lalung-lalo na si Herbie na siyang naging star! Gumanap siya na isang batang malusog na nanghabol ng manok upang gawing tinola. Hehe.
Kakaiba talaga itong experience na ito. Nakakapagod dahil sa sobrang init, at tagal pero sobrang fulfilling. Sayang nga hindi ko nakita nung isang practice yung partially-edited version ng video pero I'm sure kapag nakita ko 'yun eh sobrang maaliw ako. Wish ko lang ngayon eh sana kasama ulit ang Canto Cinco as talents para sa video ng Kapayapaan. :)
Left to right, Top row: Vic, Edz, Celina, Allan, Jayson (Patot), Herbie, Will. Second Row: Precious (Deedee), Sheila, Tricia, Eric Rina. Bottom row: Roma, Persia, Woofy
Canto Cinco na!
Thursday, May 12, 2005
Retreat
It's funny how i went to Caleruega last weekend hoping to get a couple of questions answered and coming back to good ol' Manila with the same questions unanswered.
It's true that I have gone back from the retreat with a clearer sense of who I am and what I want to do but still, the question of what to do in a span of a year before the next schoolyear starts is still bugging me, three days after communing with God and nature.
Those reading this post who knows me and heard my different stories about how I am going to the States this August, or how I am planning to enter a game design school in the States, or how I want to be a doctor will probably be rolling their eyes again and thinking, "What does this guy want to do now?"
And this is my answer: I might not be leaving for the US anymore and if that's the case, you might see me in Manila taking up Medicine next school year.
It's quite ironic how I couldn't see myself as a doctor when I was a kid and here I am wanting to be one. Check my gradeschool yearbook or ask any of my gradeschool classmates in Lucena City, and I would always say how I wanted to be a scientist. Haha! How innocent...
But then again, I am now a scientist. I am now an engineer. I am now what I wished for when I was a kid. Looking back though, I know that what I did not want to be was a doctor. I did not want to be like my mom and my dad who most of the time were not there... but are they really not there?
One of our activities during the retreat was to make a map of our lives, putting emphais on the important crossroads that we took. And one thing I realized that day was how I had taken forgranted of my parents, blaiming them for not being there when in fact it is clear that it is through their love and guidance that I am here right now.
I love my parents. And I want to be like them. It is only recently that I realized I wanted to be what they are: two devoted doctors who love their craft and their family just as much. People who tried their best and gave their all to keep us, their family, and the sick people they help happy.
So what to do? I am what I wanted to be... I guess I might just try being what I am now. *Sigh* there's far to many unsure things in my life and one of them is if I can keep this desire to be a doctor burning well until the next school year... I certainly hope so. And I ask for your prayers.
It's true that I have gone back from the retreat with a clearer sense of who I am and what I want to do but still, the question of what to do in a span of a year before the next schoolyear starts is still bugging me, three days after communing with God and nature.
Those reading this post who knows me and heard my different stories about how I am going to the States this August, or how I am planning to enter a game design school in the States, or how I want to be a doctor will probably be rolling their eyes again and thinking, "What does this guy want to do now?"
And this is my answer: I might not be leaving for the US anymore and if that's the case, you might see me in Manila taking up Medicine next school year.
It's quite ironic how I couldn't see myself as a doctor when I was a kid and here I am wanting to be one. Check my gradeschool yearbook or ask any of my gradeschool classmates in Lucena City, and I would always say how I wanted to be a scientist. Haha! How innocent...
But then again, I am now a scientist. I am now an engineer. I am now what I wished for when I was a kid. Looking back though, I know that what I did not want to be was a doctor. I did not want to be like my mom and my dad who most of the time were not there... but are they really not there?
One of our activities during the retreat was to make a map of our lives, putting emphais on the important crossroads that we took. And one thing I realized that day was how I had taken forgranted of my parents, blaiming them for not being there when in fact it is clear that it is through their love and guidance that I am here right now.
I love my parents. And I want to be like them. It is only recently that I realized I wanted to be what they are: two devoted doctors who love their craft and their family just as much. People who tried their best and gave their all to keep us, their family, and the sick people they help happy.
So what to do? I am what I wanted to be... I guess I might just try being what I am now. *Sigh* there's far to many unsure things in my life and one of them is if I can keep this desire to be a doctor burning well until the next school year... I certainly hope so. And I ask for your prayers.
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