pinoy sunday

Thanks to my friend's foreign colleague, we got wind of Pinoy Sunday.

It delights me whenever I come across good Filipino movies or movies with Filipino actors. This one in particular had all Filipino cast with a foreign director.

As we were watching--on a Saturday (BUT... seated on a couch!) we were talking about experiences working away from home and agreed that no matter where you are in the world, the stories are well, the same.

I won't go as far as writing these stories, as I don't want to spoil anything. But I do want to say that these ring true to the life of a Filipino abroad, and I found myself laughing and feeling that pinch in my heart almost alternately.

Manuel and Dado were factory workers in Taiwan and as you guessed, had an interesting incident involving a couch. Obviously, it wasn't just a couch. Like all other proverbial errrr, couches.

No heavy drama here (which I love!).

There were some things that got lost when the movie was subtitled--but that couldn't be helped. I'm sure though that people who can't understand Tagalog (that is the Filipino language), will warm to Epy (Manuel) and Bayani (Dado) who played the lead roles.

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I hope that more people watch this. It is also a good reminder that for some people, Sundays could be quite literally the only thing that they look forward to--for months even. So maybe, one ought to cut them some slack if they could be quite chatty or seemingly rowdy, remind yourself that if you were in their shoes, you'd be excited on Sundays too.

usually

when your (true) friends don't like the guy you're dating, it isn't because they "don't understand", but because YOU don't understand.

you get what you give

This week, my mom sent something over.

Next week is my sister in law's birthday.

Last week, I got my sister in law her birthday present.

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This Thursday, I got what my mom sent me. I loooooove it so much.

Next Thursday, my sister in law will get my present. I hope she (at least) likes it.

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My present is exactly EXACTLY exactly like her present.

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Does this mean that I think like my mom?

Does this mean that my mom thinks of me the same way I think of my sister in law?

things always work out

I remember being overly stresse about the thought of shifting offices.

My worries ended when I was told that I woyld be staying in the old office--only to be surprised, two days before the move that I was in fact being relocated to the "other" office.

Obviously, i didn't have too much time to worry because I'd soon find out how that would work out for me.

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Two weeks after the move, I find that I like the new office more. In fact, I felt disappointed that I needed to report to the old office tomorrow.

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As difficult as it is to believe sometimes, things ALWAYS work out.

foolish, foolish heart

Come mid afternoon, I felt something funny.

My heart was fluttering. Literally. Obviously, not in a good way.

It was as if my heart was struggling to beat. Like it was great effort to beat.

I did the easy test to see if I was having a stroke.

It is quite handy to know. It is funny how I once attended a seminar and sort of "never forgot" about the three steps.

1. Smile
2. Raise your arms to the side like you are forming a letter T
3. Recite a full sentence

I forget now the reasons behind each one. But if you find yourself unable to do at least one. You must NOT PANIC and try to force yourself to cough.

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I tried all three exercises and I was able to do each one.

Still not convinced, I forced myself to cough.

Still fluttering.

I sat down, placed my hand on my heart and took big, long inhales and even longer exhales.

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I got better eventually.

The fluttering had gone, but my heart feels funny. Not sure if it is psychological.

Is this really what being thirty-something means?

from D to something else

What's that?

It is a half moon (vertical orange wedge shape) found at each side of my pants.

It is funny how I know if I had eaten too much based on this. Sun dial?

Obviously, whenever I over eat--my stomach expands. And well, my pants needs to adapt.

Just like that, both sides, the half moon turns into and inverted rainbow. An ark even. Or... a smile! Now that I think about it, yes. A smile.

As if the pants is expressing appreciation for the hearty meal ;)

dating.com

No idea if there is such a site. I'm not really endorsing a particular one.

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I just read an article in The New Yorker about online dating. Well, it really isn't dating online because you date in person, isn't it? But merely get contact information online.

It talks about the various sites and how they do the matching. It is an interesting piece really.

It is quite similar to what I do. No. Not matchmaking. Sometimes, I need to interview people and based on that, publish my finding to help the business make decisions. I also find correlation.

Obviously, the site takes these findings further and turn them to weighed business rules to perfect the matching algorithm.

It would be interesting to work for these sites.

I bet UAT will have a life of its own.

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We--my ex colleagues and myself once, in a drunken conversation talked about setting up a site solely for breaking up. We even bought a couple of web addresses on the spot.

The next day, we were back looking into the medical software. How exciting.

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I once had dinner with a friend who was was wanting to meet someone.

So I asked her about her other activities and people she meets.

To make a long story short, she is out there but is just not meeting anyone who interests her. Not even uninteresting ones from a certain demographic.

I casually suggested going to a dating site. She looked at me as if I suggested throwing up to lose weight.

And I explained.

I will not do the whole spill again.

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There are some people who are not comfortable saying "I want to find someone". Someone to share my life with, someone to tell me everything will be okay, someone who will always choose me. Someone. Whatever the dependent clause that comes after it is.

Why?

Because it is a sign of weakness? Because people might think that I'm unhappy? Because Filipino women in the general sense were taught to wait? Because I'm having the time of my life with my single friends? Because I don't need a man? Because men are pigs?

Maybe not the pigs part.

For a lot of reasons.

But really. What is wrong with admitting to that?

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I don't think signing up is an indication of anything but honesty. Admitting YOUR truth.

What you do after you "meet" potential matches determines your worth.

It is not the .com that cheapens relationships, but the childish behavior and lack of self respect.

Disclaimer: Don't be stupid, like a lot of things such as binge drinking--there are risks associated meeting up with strangers! But that is not exclusive for dating sites, isn't it? Think ebay sellers :-p

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Do I have an account?

I hate to say NO after stating my case. But I'd hate to run the sequence of events the last four years too.

Sorry.