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Control tip #4

December 11th, 2009 | 2 Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

commute at least once a week.

take the bus to work and then walk, to be more specific. it’s actually refreshing not to be behind the wheel, being the one weaving through traffic. just close your eyes or stick those headphones in your ear and turn the music up, because there’s always that ‘backseat driver syndrome’ that might suddenly kick in.

walking too will only take a few minutes of morning sun and it won’t hurt much. unless peeling is a more important factor in your life.

(sorry, no contempt there… just sarcasm. :p)

so, walk. i’m beginning to enjoy it actually.

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rehab tip #3

December 2nd, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

when you’re driving down a bumper-to-bumper EDSA, and your temper meter just cannot help but go way east of the dial, watch the billboard ads!

and then you forget about the undisciplined bus drivers, the wang-wangs* weaving through the already-impatient traffic thinking it would part like the Red Sea, the motorcycle drivers (no more adjectives needed there), and the other cars as irate as you.

instead, you will spend a wonderful time admiring Dingdong’s tacky billboard ad, all the beauty centers’ secrets to a new you, that bright LED widescreen on Guadalupe and of course, Derek Ramsay’s awesome abs (if that’s not already the cause of traffic).

;)

*i forget the colloquial term used for convoys

temper rehab tip #2…

November 25th, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

…when you discover a little shortcut that has actually been there all along. and it cuts your time spent in traffic.

i’m beginning my temper rehab and these are my tips. let’s look at the bright side, shall we?

;)

and do share yours!

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perfect moment 1…

November 23rd, 2009 | 1 Comment | Posted in What's it like to be me

…when the coffee you’re drinking is just the right temp. it was scalding hot and you wait for it to cool down. finally, you’re rewarded for the patience.

too many times we miss those great (albeit simple) moments that make our day. stop and smell the flowers, sabi nga. it’s my way of temper rehab.
;)

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Mia’s birthday checklist

November 14th, 2009 | 1 Comment | Posted in What's it like to be me

it’s not much, just a small dinner party on Friday. for adults. hehe. Mia only has 2 baby friends (and those are her 2nd cousins too) eh.

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a pre-christmas monologue

November 13th, 2009 | 2 Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

merry christmas, self. what would you like for christmas?

i haven’t really thought about it.

right.

ah, yes i have. i want an EF 50 1.8 II.

that’s pretty ok. it’s within budget, i think.

of course it is. and a notebook. one without any lines in it.

sure. where do you buy one?

i don’t know. fully booked?

but that’s expensive stuff. wag na, iba nalang. sketchpad ayaw mo? those don’t have lines in them. malaki pa.

you’re such a killjoy. cheapskate.

hey.

fine, how about a calvin and hobbes collector’s edition book?

heeey.

fiiiine. Odd and The Frost Giants will do.

ok.

ok then.


Stranded

October 17th, 2009 | 3 Comments | Posted in All about Mia, Apathy kills, What's it like to be me

like i said, September 26 for me and Mia was a different story. since our company decided to push through with the Family Day though it was raining (not as bad), i still decided to go. Mia was even dressed up for the occassion already!

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i asked my brother to come with me (because i needed an extra pair of hands to hold on to mia while driving) but he preferred to stay home. what a blessing that turned out to be. so we picked up another officemate and went on our way.

Imelda Avenue in Cainta was already flooded halfway (around the area of Makro Cainta), probably half of the tires were submerged. Rexi (the camera) unfortunately wasn’t able to take photos because i was too busy navigating following a truck. :D

by midday after getting to Club Manila East in Taytay, the rain was already pounding hard. we were all confident that since the resort was a bit elevated, there wouldn’t be any problem with the water. the show went on.

family-day

that's the whole company (of 25), with family and minus a few who couldn't make it

lo and behold in about an hour or two, the muddy water was already thigh-deep out on the street and was beginning to flood the parking area. fortunately it didn’t rise any further but that meant we were all stranded inside CME. i already planned to go home right after lunch but the idea if submerging my car with me and Mia inside didn’t really sit well with me.

in the meantime, my mom has already been texting me not to come home anymore because there were flash floods. particularly on our street, which is sloping down towards a dead end, the water has been coming down faster than expected. my 2 brothers thankfully were aware enough to start bringing some appliances upstairs when the water started to come into our garage. the garage was thankfully empty. my mom had our other car with her in Cubao.

when the water started to come into our living room, my brothers started to bring some furniture up onto the higher level of the kitchen. (that turned out to be futile later on). they also thought about bringing in the 3 washing machines but unless you were Superman had a crane to do that, good luck with that.

by the time my dad came home, the water had rushed into the house waist deep in the kitchen and the ref was managed to be transferred upstairs. all the rest of the furniture were unfortunately left.

to make the long story short, my mom had been able to go home in the evening since the water had subsided by then. the cleaning that had to be done was unbelievable. and my mom being the cleanfreak that she is, had shifted to high-gear OC. i can imagine how that was.

i, on the other hand, had been worrying about Mia’s milk and diapers (i had only brought enough for one day) since we had to stay overnight. but God provides, that much i had been assured. one of the resort’s personnel and our HR manager braved the floodwaters and managed to get to SM Taytay. (thank you, thank you!)

by Sunday afternoon,we still weren’t sure if we’d be able to go home because the waters outside and in some areas where we planned to pass were still too high. but the sun shone, a la Noah’s Ark and a dove came bearing an olive branch. :)

so Mia went swimming! (forgot to download the photos)

we were finally able to go home when we got news that we could take the Valley Golf-Masinag hiway route. the mess (an understatement) that is Marikina was disheartening. even more so when i realized later that a lot of people washed up on the river banks died.

to say that we were blessed and that my family was spared isn’t even the point.  there were so many others who weren’t and who still need help.

pictures of how Ondoy damaged the house here

you can still help. click here to find out.

it ends tonight

like i said, this blog has had nothing new in the last 2-3 weeks. so it ends now. i think, what am i supposed to write about? oh hey, i’ve forgotten, i take pictures too.

blue green is my favorite color. it’s melancholic in a lot of ways, but it’s different.

like how i want my life to be different in so many ways. i think, when will that be? and then,

“It’s never too late to do what is right.” -Charles Swindoll

i think i’ve done something right. i’ve donated blood, scraped up all remaining excess stuff in our house to give away to those who need them more, and did not complain how the stinking floodwater reached up to chest deep to spoil everything my brothers weren’t able to save (meanwhile, mia and i were stranded in Taytay).  but i still feel that it’s not enough.

hay, Lord. when will that be? and then,

“…how many times have I broken your heart? and still You forgive, if only I ask…”

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our matriarch

August 21st, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in Family Matters, What's it like to be me

my mom can rule a country. seriously. she’s the best dictator while micromanaging. there’s some sort of ={ and >=( there, but this week has been nothing but realizing a lot of stuff about being The Matriarch of the house.

i think almost all mothers — who were born in an era when courtship didn’t mean just sending text messages (in shrtct txt lingo), everyone knew the value of hard earned money because they actually worked for it, and Values isn’t a subject — are like that.

when my mom got confined at the hospital for dyspepsia and gastritis (because of the gall stones i think, forgive my lack of medical knowledge), i had a taste of that. it was difficult, really, to take on all the responsibilities of having to cook pinakbet only to fail miserably, do the laundry and find that the washing machine hates me, keep the house in order, and make sure mom had what she needed in the hospital.

i realized she gave so much of her time to make sure we had everything we need. and with it came so much pressure, so much stress, so much sacrifice. no wonder she gets grumpy when we forget to pick up after ourselves or during the weekend when i fail to take over the kitchen. now i know, because i was almost like that the past week.

mom me and miamy mom’s home now, but still confined to the bed and the couch. on another note, i thank God for family. these are the times that you’re thankful to have a big clan who’s always there to check on you and help out. i thank God for my brothers (one of which is even handier at home than i am) who willingly help out around the house.

so mom, even if you can’t read this, i still want the rest of the world know that you’re appreciated, you were missed, and that i will now try to cook during weekends even if i have much to learn. :D

i’ma easy riding rush-seeking vulture

well at least that’s what my Visual DNA says about me :) :

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in the pink corner….

June 29th, 2009 | 4 Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

tomorrow, tuesday. Patty and I will start on this “visual adventure” as she calls it. and because my mind’s dictionary is malfunctioning right now, i’ll let the photo speak for itself.

ivp

just not in the mood

June 23rd, 2009 | No Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

i was supposed to come up with part 3 of my Sg trip, try and look for something interesting to blog about, and rave a bit about my National Geographic Store spoil, but i’m just not in the mood.

where’s that muse when you need her?

oh, and before i forget…

The Graveyard Book

this just made my day. working with my earphones on just made all the difference even if the rain was raging outside our building, i was hours away from home and i knew that i was going to be stuck in horrible traffic on the way home.

and then there was rain

i was fighting sleepiness while driving in horrible traffic (what’s new) in SLEX, northbound today. my eyes were really getting heeeyveee… and any time i could really doze off because we were just inching forward, sometimes not at all for a full minute.

i’ve turned up the volume on my radio, sang to it (even if i didn’t know most of the lyrics, so what if i looked stupid nodding and tapping away on the wheel), and even attempted to dance. nothing worked, i was still sleeeepy.

and did i mention it was scorching hot outside? i just came from calamba because of work and it was unbelievable that only a couple of hours before, it was pouring. the heat did not help at all.

i already had some brilliant ideas to keep myself awake, which i’d say, aren’t as brilliant really, but i had nothing else. i considered calling an ex but thought that was a bad idea even if he was the one who came to me first (and i said no excuses, what the hell was i thinking?) and was already contemplating on scrolling down to the-one-that-got-away’s number, when i prayed out loud, “Lord pleeeease. don’t let me get sleepier.”

and then there was rain. hard-pouring, pounding, visibility-up-to-50-meters-only kind of rain and i literally had to keep my eyes open to watch out for any road object (which include cars without their hazard lights on). i got home and immediately fell asleep as soon as i hit the bed.

talk about sense of humor. if there’s anyone who knew just how to amuse me just when i need it the most, it could only be Him.

:)

One of those ads again

June 1st, 2009 | 1 Comment | Posted in What's it like to be me

you can tell this is going to be a quick ad-bashing post again. :)

ever seen the new Bench billboard ad towering above the Buendia flyover when you’re coming from The Fort? it’s Jay-R, posing in tidy whities and a nice big smile.

WTH. that was a good wake-me-up sight. or not really. i mean, who poses for an ad wearing white briefs and smiling? has ‘awkward’ written all over it.

and the worse thing about it is that it was a back-to-school ad. :D

(who has been directing these Bench photoshoots!??)

“Intexticated”

May 22nd, 2009 | 5 Comments | Posted in What's it like to be me

i hit a motorcycle last tuesday morning.

i picked up my phone to dial a number when this motorcycle suddenly became an unmoving fixture just about a foot from the hood of my car. i stepped on the brakes hard and soon enough, but not hard enough. so his rear end hooked onto the front of the car and saved his life.

i could’ve killed the guy.

it’s funny that same morning as i was leaving the building of our (ex)distributor, i read (glanced is more like it) a snippet of an article posted on the bulletin board that said, “Don’t be intexticated” and had a photo of a wrecked car. so yeah you guessed it right, it was a reminder not to text and drive.

funny. that was a premonition, i guess. kind of like when i wrote this short story, and a few weeks later i find out i was expecting.

funny. that i knew at some point a car accident will be the cause of my nonexistence. and i didn’t take it seriously. i know i’m a good driver, but i didn’t have to let it get into my head.

so thank you, Lord, for waking me up at the right time. guess it served its purpose. i’ll be more careful this time.

maybe i won’t have that dent on my hood fixed just yet as a reminder.







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