LESUDS (PEYUPS kunyari para sa Lasalista)

I have never written anything in tagalog. Today, just because I feel like it, I will write in my native language.

Nakaugalian ko lang na dapat malinis parati, maayos parati, (okay, sige aaminin ko na na nung nasa manila pa ako, yung mga pantulog ko sobrang panget talaga, semi-yagit-look, mga lumang t-shirt ng kuya at daddy ko na naluma ko na rin) hindi naman yung parang magsasantacruzan ha, pero kung baga presentable.

Nung Sabado na yun, "prepared" ako, binibiro pa ako ng barkada ko na wala naman daw press dun sa party, bakit ko daw ginagalingan. Hindi naman masyado. Although bago yung pang-taas ko nun, ecru na linen. Simple lang naman ako nun eh, jean with camel jacket, bag and shoes. Tapos sobrang liit ng bag na yun kaya ang laman nalang pera, dalawang kaha na yosi, susi ng bahay tsaka cel. Ang bait bait ni Big Jay, nag volunteer siya na sunduin ako sa bahay, ang laking tuwa ko rin kase ang layo talaga ng party, North, sa Quezon City.

May mga nagsabi sa akin dati na ang mga taga south lang daw ang nagsimula ng north-south thing, dati daw kung taga-saan ka, simpleng ganun lang ang tawag, halimbawa, taga QC, taga Parañaque, taga Greenhills, taga Antipolo, etc. Isang araw daw yung mga taga-south nag-initiate ng North, South, East, West (hindi ko alam kung ano ang meron sa west, roxas blvd? reclamation?) categories, so nagtuloy tuloy na.

So pasok kami sa bar, pinaclose ni Gold para sa birthday party niya. Ang daming sumasayaw, may mga umiinom, ang saya ng lahat. So syempre hinanap ko yung celebrant, bumati, konting small talk, tapos diretcho sa bar. Mestizo ang bar tender, okay, good for him, hindi siya makwekwentohan ng mga problematic na malalasing kase mahihirapan mag-english. Double Kahlua on the rocks, si Jay, beer.

Akyat kami sa second floor.

Nandun na si Rain tsaka si Dionette. May kausap din silang someone na hindi ko kilala, medyo mukang D.I. Lapit kami ni Jay, pinakilala sa amin si Tonton, kwentuhan kami. Si Tonton nakatingin sakin, medyo creepy. Dating si Maris, usapang Accenture na. Si Tonton biglang kinausap ako "Tama! Oo nga! Magka-volleyball tayo sa AVL!", sabi ko "Yup", sabay banat siya ng english "Yeah, that's why you looked so familiar... so... you play a lot?". Eye roll.

Tuloy tuloy lang ang inom, yosi tsaka kwentuhan. Shifting ang mga kausap namin ni Jay, kung sino ang napagod na sumayaw, aakyat, iinom sandali, yosi break, baba, tapos next group na ulit.

Sa kabilang table may lasing na lalaki and babae na nagaalaga, randomly gumigising yung lalaki, sasabihin "Could you please look at my forehead?" minsan naman "Do I have a gash on my forehead?". Iba ibang phrases pero parepareho lang ang idea.

Si Janis dumating, tumabi sa akin, lasing, pulang pula. Uminom daw siya ng Adios Mother F*cker (AMF), adios daw talaga. Aalis na siya bukas, puntang Shanghai, sabi ni Aa "On her way to be a Rich B*tch". Rich B*tch tawag naman sa kanya, oo daw, rich b*tch daw siya.

Maya maya dumating si Jaisa, may ka holding hands na lalaking lasing, pagod sila galing dancing-dancing. Umupo si lalaking lasing sa pagitan namin ni Janis, si Jaisa bumaba ulit sa dance floor. Si Janis napasandal sa katabi namin, hindi na talaga kaya. AMF.

Dumating si TJ, may dalang Faust! Tuloy ang party!

Kinakausap ako ng katabi ko, nagkwekwento tungkol sa mom niya tsaka sa kung ano ano pa. Nag AMF din daw siya. Si Rain hiniram ang camera ko. Bago lang, maliit na maliit. Masmaliit pa sa cellphone, masmaliit pa sa deck of cards, mga kasing laki ng gamot pang asthma. Picture picuture si Rain. Si Janis pinicturan na patulog na. Kami ng katabi ko, na-picturan na parang nagliligawan.

Nilabas ng katabi ko ang cel niya, parang nairita ako kase yung screensaver niya playboy bunny. Sabi ko "Nice logo", sabi niya "It is not my phone". Pahiya ako, pero okay lang, lasing na siya, ako hindi. Hindi niya na alam ano ang flow ng conversation. Hiningi niya ang number ko. Hindi ako nagbibigay ng number sa kakakilala palang. Never. Sabi ko "ummm 0 9 1 7 5 3 3... ask TJ".

Tumayo na siya, balik sa baba, dancing dancing siguro.

Akyat si Jaisa ang Chuch. Malungkot si Jaisa, nalaman niya na may GF na si Tonton. (Hindi ko ma-get kung bakit to begin with, hindi niya alam na may gf na si Tonton eh madalas niya naman kasama sila TJ, ako nga alam ko na may GF si Tonton eh first time ko lang siya ma-meet)

Madaming madaming Faust later, uwi na kami ni Jay, sabay daw si Chuch and Jaisa. Tuloy tuloy and sob story ni Jaisa about Tonton, si Chuch, patiently na kino-console siya. Sabi sa iba nalang daw, madami naman daw single dun sa party.

Nahatid na namin ang dalawa, sabi ko kay Big Jay "O, go, kanina ko pa to hinihintay, patugtog mo na ang favorite please". Binuksan niya ang glove compartment, kinuha ang case logic, naglabas ng recordable cd, pinlay.

"Jealous of the girl who caught your eye, they say it's a perfect match...".

Tawa kami pareho, sabay kanta.

Nag-windows na rin kami, para makapagyosi kami. Kanta parin.

After nung song, sabi ko "Ulit kaya?". Inulit namin.

After nung song, sabi niya "Ulit kaya?". Tawa kami. Inulit namin.

After nung song, sabi niya "I-de-dare mo ba ako? I-repeat lang natin hanggan bahay niyo?".

"Dare"

Pababa nako ng car, "Thank Big Jay ha, text moko pag nakauwi ka na", sabi niya "Dare hanggan bahay ko, i-repeat ko lang".

"Dare"

The Endless drawn as "The Charmings"

Heroes

I saw the last episode of season one yesterday, and while I thought it was odd that it took the crew two or three season breaks to come up with the ending, when the solution has been done so many times before.

I mean even Totally Spies has done it at on point, and they are clueless spies!

Cyclist?

Fun, fun, fun, fun day!

I was with my good friends today. We went cycling, ate laksa at one of the featured establishments at Macan Places Lost and Found, talked, walked, talked, had desserts, talked, made plans to go cycling again next weekend and went home.

My bottom and legs hurt like hell, but I don't give crap about it.

I can't wait till next weekend.

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It is funny that a few days ago, I saw an MTV feature about the greatest combacks and on the list was Lance Armstrong.

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I know of someone who is very much frustrated by the fact that he can't put on speed by stepping on the pedal until his knees are no longer bent, this is done by raising you bottom from the seat, as if you are standing up and bent to hold the handle bars. I can almost hear him now "Hassle, hindi ako talaga makatayong nagpepedal".

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When I was 11, I took matters into my own hands. I bought a can of silver gray paint and painted my bike. Not nearly halfway through the project, I ended up also painting our garage floor. My Dad pretty much took over the project at that point, it included lining the floor with newspaper, sanding off the old paint and talking out the wheels and the other parts of the bike that shouldn't be painted.

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My first bicycle was a BMX. It was a birthday gift from my parents. Funny, I don't remember ever asking for a bike.

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Wouldn't it be nice if you could just take off work on your bike with a basket, full of divine food on perfect weathered afternoons to go on a picnic with THE one?

Worst Movie Ever

John Tucker Must Die is the worst movie ever. So do your darn best to NOT watch it. If you have already seen it, pray you forget THAT part of you life.

My beau argues that the title should go to Reptiles, I would not care to confirm.

Here is a good one...

Thessalian says "Sometimes inaction is itself action, of course".

Little By Little Everyday

Earlier, I had made up my mind to write about this girl I got quite fond over-analyzing.

I was going to write...

I'm glad she had finally managed to get herself a man, after all the effort and experiments she has gone through, it is high time that she crack the the code and figure out the formula. Apparently, a visit to the salon, skimpy tops and an easy attitude were all she needed to seal the deal. Good for her. Yey!

Did you notice my tongue touching my cheek?

I was starting off with this paragraph and then write what I really thought, but I changed my mind. I decided to drop it and pay her no mind.

There. A baby step to becoming a better person.

Peter Pogi

I was never a fan of Peter Petrelli. I do not care to elaborate more on that.

In the last episode that I saw, he had a scar across his face. Why would he have a scar if he could heal completely?

If the reason behind this is that he exploded and thus did not have enough power in him to rejuvinate at that point, it would mean that his healing ability is now compromised. So, moving forward, at the event that he is injured, he would not be able to completely recover. I should expect that he would no longer be invinsible in the coming episodes. Otherwise, it is, yet again, another ploy by the producers to support his pa-pogi stints.

Birthday Bash

Sell Out

I admit it, I am a sell out! I decided to do the 10-things-I-want-to-tell-other-people-without-revealing-to-whom-I-want-to-relay-the-message-to entry. So, here it goes.

1. I'm so sorry I hurt you. I hope by now, you understand why I went cold turkey the way I did, I thought it would make it easier for you.
2. You deserve more.
3. Nobody asks for it. Clearly, your actions do not cause the episodes.
4. You need help. Please see someone, talk to someone. It is long over due, but it is not too late.
5. Any moment you are ready to look me in the eye and acknowledge that indicent, I'm ready to look right back at you.
6. Thank you. I am a better, happier and more positive person because of you. Days would be perfect if only each one could start and end with you.
7. I'm so glad I met you and it is such a blessing to stumble into a bus and be confronted with the beginning of a friendship. It is funny how she brought us together. Singapore is a happier place because you are here.
8. I miss hanging out with you. Friday nights are so different without you. I miss talking about our week over kurant 7s. I'll see you when I come home. (BFF!)
9. You inspire me. I love you so much. I want to be there for you always. I'm sorry that I can't be with you and your family as much as I want to be, but know that you are constantly in my thoughts. Thanks for taking care of me all these years. I am very lucky to have you in my life.
10. Thanks for giving me a home. I always look forward to spending time with you. This is wonderful, the way it was intended to be.
11. I hope at one point, I get to see you again, to thank you. You played a major role in my younger years, you always cheered me on, you went to swimming competitions with me, you brought me to my piano lessons, you made me feel that I could do anything if only I set my mind to it. I know you had your reasons. It is a tragedy that you were forced to that decision.

I intended to write only ten, but there was just one more message that I had to put in.

Graced with THAT chance

Hey Grace, I bet you remember this one....

MINISCULE POSSIBILITY

Do you know someone smart who seem to fall for the wrong guy constantly?

She do not lose her head each time. It is just that she thinks differently.

It is this thought: "If there is a remote chance that this person could be the one, then to hell with reason, I'll throw caution into the wind, put my heart on the line and give it my all, f*ck it, it doesn't matter, for the smallest of chances to be with HIM, I am in."

Saving the Girls with Grace Through Courtship

I had afternoon coffee with Grace today. As usual, I enjoyed the company and conversation immensely. I am suddenly reminded that it had been a long while since I had the chance to really talk to her, her workload is terrible.

We talked about everything and nothing at all. It was a long coffee break and at one point we talked about relationships--not our own, but of those close to us. She says I should write my thoughts down. So now I am. I'm very cooperative that way.

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Here is a wonderful person, happy, content, successful. She has everything. And suddenly she gets a bonus, she meets someone and decides that he is a "Maybe". They suddenly have limited time for anything else, they are clearly falling in love--only they don't. Or most likely, one person doesn't fall. And that one person walks away.

While this is a common happenstance, it would be quite interesting if it has happened more than a couple of times to one person.

What's up?

The answer came to me a few years back. I was talking to my brother about our sister who has started to date her bestfriend for six years. We had a long discussion about courtship then.

I think that conversation had a huge impact on me.

Sometimes courtship is eliminated completely. Others might say that it is old fashion and it is a waste of time, that maybe one should just get on with it and just break up if it doesn't work out. I respect that. It is good that way to some. Afterall, it is very easy to fall into the trap of the promise of a great love. The thought of a perpetual honeymoon stage is very tempting, hence it is no easy task to wait.

Personally, I think that if a man do not rush to be in a relationship with you and spend a significant time getting to know you, he would realize that the you are not only eye candy but also a smart, interesting, thoughtful, witty, kind and inspiring person.

If he just spends more time getting to know you, he would find that you are so much more that what you seem to be. You then become a person to him and not a wonderful idea of a partner.

With that being said, an important question comes to mind, "How could an equally wonderful person, fail to fall in love with you?".

Happy New Year to Me

It is my first day as a 27-year-old and I feel as thoughI have matured already!

I woke up at 7AM and started working on my laptop. Not work as in things to do in the office but work on my laptop because of some pestering pop-up that I have encountered lately. I have to upgrade some spyware.

(This is unthinkable, I am never do anything before going to work except take a bath, brush my teeth, eat breakfast, decide what to wear, change)

I am holding my breath, hoping that trojan horse would gallop away.

Birthday Date

I had dinner with my brother tonight to celebrate my birthday (my sister in law is in Hong Kong on business) and there was some interesting scribblings on the resto's wall. The one that I liked most was...

Burgundy makes you think of silly things

Bourdeaux makes you think of fun

Champagne makes you do them

Things to Do Before 28

So I have 366 to do all the listed below. So help me God.

1. Get a second Life Insurance Policy
2. Read Alexander the Great Trilogy
3. Watch a Singapore Sunrise
4. Learn to blow dry my hair
5. Give away clothes I no longer wear
6. Accept that public transportation and high heels just don't mix
7. Eliminate negative thoughts
8. Help Johnny Depp get an Oscar
9. Discover Wentworth Miller's talent
10. Limit midnight snacking to thrice a week

Hopeless Romantic

I was spending a weekend holiday with my beau.

In the middle of the night, I woke up, shook him and said "I think a giant zit is growing on my forehead", I then reached for his hand so that he could feel the bump.

I am such a romantic.

I won't let go at any price...

I was not able to sleep much last night.

I got home late, passed 3AM. So after fixing up, I was ready to sleep at around 4. Only... I turned on the telly and found myself staring at Molly Ringwald. Pretty in Pink was showing in HBO, and it almost just started!

I hated the dress then. Nothing has changed.

I caught myself smiling like and idiot then. Nothing has changed.

I didn't get why Andrew McCarthy gave me goosebumps (the good kind) then. Nothing has changed.

I'm still hung over. Hung over Pretty in Pink. Hung over Andrew McCarthy. Maybe hung over missing some sleep.

And I am still singing If You Leave in my head!

I'm a Geek Goddess

I was watching Beauty and the Geek last night and I was not able to answer a geek question. I must really be a geek.

Geek Question: What was Arnold Schwarzenegger's 1977 movie about body building?
Answer: Pumping Iron

I am positive, in fact, I am willing to bet my life that Migs would know the answer to this!

Desire and Despair

Dream and HIM

Just before I was about to get off the car on our first date, he handed me a paper bag with three disks inside.

What were in the disks?

The full set of Sandman and The Dreaming Comics, Sandman Special Features and even The Endless Profiles.

It made my heart beat faster.

I had, at that point already read the entire Sandman Series but that didn't make me less excited about the disks.

I suddenly wanted to run into the house and start scanning through the disks.

Migs or Morpheus?

Tough call.

I can't believe that it has been three and a half years since.

And I am still in love with both men.

Migs AND Morpheus.

Rage Against the Dying of the Light

I remember seeing an episode of Friends wherein Phoebe was turning 30, there were a few things that she wanted to do before her birthday, things that would seem trivial to most people, but being that happy, childlike person that she is, it was not a surprise that these meant a lot to her. Of course later on, Ursula comes to make her life less happy. Apparently they were turning 31 that year (Ursula had somehow gotten a copy of their birth certificate). This caused Phoebe to panic, because she had other things wanted done before her 31sth birthday (meeting a portuguese person, going to sniper school and getting the perfect kiss).

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While having dinner, my brother says that after his birthday this year, his waistline would finally be less than his age.

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My good friend, Big Jay, the gentle giant/badminton monster as dubbed by Aa explained to me over Rustica pizza and beers a couple of years back, that there are three stages of twenties (similar to the 9 levels of Dante's Inferno, it gets worse as you move from one level to the next, working your way deeper into hell).

20 - 23 Early Twenties
24 - 26 Mid-twenties
27 - 29 Late Twenties


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In ten days, I graduate from being mid-twenties and advance to the next level. Parting is such sweet sorrow. Abandon hope all ye who enter here.

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I clearly remember driving to work singing look at me, I'm 23, beautiful, a sight to see tonight. A little dress to draw the press.... I was actually 23 then!

And my parents thought I was beautiful.

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At this point, I refuse to write about MY waistline.

Seriously...

While I enjoy watching Grey's Anatomy, I NEVER, at any point felt as though there were lessons to be learned from the show. I saw all episodes from Season 1 through Season 3 and not one episode changed my mind.

It never fails to surprise me when I see entries for random blogs I'd visit once in a while that feature such titles as WHAT GREY'S ANATOMY TAUGHT ME or LESSONS FROM GREY'S ANATOMY and the like. This is just plain alarming. One person even had a WHAT I LEARNED FROM DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES entry as well.

The show is entertaining, the idea is to have an interesting mix of people, all a bit looney about different things at different levels. This and a wide range of physically ill victims with their own stories to tell create a series of supposed relate-able events to mimic real life. Oh yes, a good looking established doctor--surgeon would go to a bar, pick up a random girl, have casual sex and fall madly in love with her. Yes, one night stands lead to each man's greatest love. Har har.

Now when intelligent twenty-something women start having realizations based on the sometimes trite lines in the series, you'd think nothing except that maybe, the end is near.