Random Facts

It's been a while since I blogged. I usually don't go online when I am home and I just enjoyed a 3-day off from work. This weekend, some of officemates/friends and I are going to Morong, Bataan for my most-awaited out-of-town gimmick this summer. I may not be able to go online for a few more days but I just can't wait to see new places and bathe in the ocean!


Before the short hiatus, let me just fill this up.


Tagged by Chiqui-girl. ;)



Share 8 things that your readers don’t know about you. Then at the end you tag 8 other bloggers to keep the fun going.


– Each blogger must post these rules first.
– Each blogger starts with eight random facts/habits about themselves.
– Bloggers who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their eight things and post these rules.
– At the end of your blog, you need to choose eight people to get tagged and list their names.
– Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog.


1. I started collecting books when I was in high school. Most of these were Sweet Valley, Sweet Dreams, Love Stories and Christopher Pike. I filled up my 5-level book case in a span of 3 years when I started working and buying books using my own money.


2. My sister and I have a complete W.I.T.C.H. mag collection starting from issue number 1. A friend used to offer me money to buy the entire collection 3 years ago but I refused. ;)


3. I had a fascination of the English royal family, not just because I fancy Prince William. Haha! Princess Diana died when I was in first year college and I used to collect magazines and read articles about the British monarchy. I wrote a term paper about the royal family for my COMM II subject and got the highest grade for that. ;)


4. If I can choose a pet or an animal companion, I would choose a dolphin (water) or a panda (land). I want to go to China and visit the pandas (especially the babies!) one of these days.


5. I kept a written diary since I was in grade 4. I stopped when I was in high school and started blogging again when I was in college. I still have my diaries from grades 4 to 1st year college and when I read it, I laugh at my shallow grievances, crushes and school woes. I can also see the changes in my handwriting as I grew older or depending on the mood I was in when I wrote a certain entry. It's pretty interesting.


6. I am 100% Ilongga. We speak the dialect at home but I haven't gone back to Bacolod City (my hometown) for more than 12 years now.


7. I am a geek and a lot of people know that, but then I wouldn't be a "Lord of the Rings" fanatic without the convincing powers of my friend, Laurice, who dragged me to watch the movie. I read "The Hobbit" 2 years before the LOTR trilogy movie was shown and I didn't finish it because I got bored. Hahaha! After the movie, I read the LOTR trilogy books. Then, I read "The Hobbit" again and finished it in about 2 days. Now, I can't wait for "The Hobbit" movie to be shown. ;)


8. I had my first kiss when I was 23 years old. I was wary about getting into relationships because most of the men who broke my heart turned out to be gay. I still am careful about that even until now. =)


I tag HMC, Day, JZ, Mae, Maroi, Laurice, Ian and Karenine! =)

Disturbingly Profound

I can be profoundly disturbing sometimes too. Hehe! It has been a while since I answered a Blogthings quiz. I missed it so, here's a new one:

You Are Disturbingly Profound

You're contemplative, thoughtful, and very intense. Taking time to figure out the meaning of life is a priority for you. Because you're so introspective, you often react in ways that surprise people. No one can really understand how you are on the inside... and that disturbs them.

Are You Disturbingly Profound or Profoundly Disturbing?

I guess I have to agree with the results.


Anyway, anyone out there who wants to recommend a nice and not-so-expensive resort in Laiya, Batangas, with available rooms for about 18 people on April 18-19? I can't wait to go out of town and have fun this summer! =)

Into the Unknown

I am tired but I am ok. They say the only thing that's constant in this life is change. Change is good sometimes. We learn from change. The downside change brings to OC (obsessive-compulsive) people like me is getting all whacked out when the routine suddenly gets affected.


In the near future, there will be some changes-- at work and at home. I can live with it. I have to experience it even if not all of them are welcome. I guess that's a part of being human. Nevertheless, there are several things I am looking forward to in the coming weeks. Summer, for example, would mean a chance for me to go out-of-town with friends again. Finally. My family might also go home to the province (Negros Occidental) after more than 10 years come June if finances allow.


There are also things I am dreading about. I still cannot imagine where I am, career-wise, before the year ends. I guess I'll just take this one day at a time. My mother is still in the province and my Lola actually suffered a mild stroke as well aside from her gastric ulcer. She spent 5 days in the ICU and I am glad that she's feeling better now. I don't want to think of the finances anymore or where I could be a few months from now. I don't even wanna think of my non-existent love life. It just so happened that the "Drew" I've been thinking about lately is not the "Drew" I expected him to be. It is very disappointing.


No, I don't wanna think about it. I am getting a headache again. Let me just leave this song. This one's almost perfect again:


"Stop and Stare"
~* by OneRepublic*~


This town is colder now
I think it's sick of us
It's time to make our move
I'm shakin' off the rust
I've got my heart set
on anywhere but here
I'm staring down myself, counting up the years
Steady hands just take the wheel
Every glance is killing me
Time to make one last appeal for the life I lead
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving, but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone gets scared
But I've become what I can't be
Ohhh
Stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, can you see what I see
They're tryin' to come back, all my senses push
Untie the weight bags I never thought I could
Steady feet don't fail me now,
I'm a run till you can't walk
But something pulls my focus out, and I'm standing down.
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone get scared
But I've become what I can't be
Oh stop and stare
You start to wonder why you're here not there
And you'd give anything to get what's fair
But fair ain't what you really need
Oh, you don't need
Stop and stare
I think I'm moving but I go nowhere
Yeah, I know that everyone get scared
I've become what I can't be
Oh, do you see what I see?

"Drew"

My sister said the lyrics are so high-school! Hahaha! But this is how I feel. It's almost perfect, really. I just have to change the name "Drew". I heard it being played several times before while I get ready for work. That night I came from the wake, I was in the cab going to work again when the song played. I just looked out the window and listened to the lyrics. Yes, I've been loving this song lately. I wonder if "Drew" will ever realize it?


Teardrops on my Guitar
(by Taylor Swift)


Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see
That I want and I'm needing everything that we should be
I'll bet she's beautiful, that girl he talks about
And she's got everything that I have to live without


Drew talks to me, I laugh cause it's just so funny
That I can't even see anyone when he's with me
He says he's so in love, he's finally got it right,
I wonder if he knows he's all I think about at night


He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do


Drew walks by me, can he tell that I can't breathe?
And there he goes, so perfectly,
The kind of flawless I wish I could be
She'd better hold him tight, give him all her love
Look in those beautiful eyes and know she's lucky cause


He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only thing that keeps me wishing on a wishing star
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do


So I drive home alone, as I turn out the light
I'll put his picture down and maybe
Get some sleep tonight


He's the reason for the teardrops on my guitar
The only one who's got enough of me to break my heart
He's the song in the car I keep singing, don't know why I do
He's the time taken up, but there's never enough
And he's all that I need to fall into..

Drew looks at me, I fake a smile so he won't see


I can't help it. I feel like I'm back in high school again. =(

Rainy Days

Despite the summer heat outside, it seems like hard rain has been pouring over my life the past weekend.


Sunday was relatively peaceful. I attended Palm Sunday mass at Greenbelt church. I have started going to mass regularly for the past 3 Sundays now. After mass, I spent some time alone reading a book. That place is beautiful. Sunday mornings, when there is no mall crowd but just church-goers, give me quiet moments in that otherwise noisy mall. I got home at midday and I was able to catch on sleep.



Greenbelt church


When I woke up Monday morning, I learned from my sister that my grandmother was rushed to the hospital again. She was vomiting blood. I had the idea that it was severe gastric ulcer because of her medical history. My mother flew to Bacolod Monday afternoon to visit my Lola. Lola has started pooping blood as well. As of this blog entry, she is in the ICU and has been transfused with 5 bags of blood. I hope and pray that everything is going to be alright. Whatever God chooses to do for my grandmother, I just pray for strength for my family. When in stress, Mama doesn't sleep and eat. My siblings and I have been reminding her to put some food in her stomach otherwise her own ulcer may be aggravated.


Let me rewind a little bit. Monday morning was my sister's Oath Taking ceremony. My parents were supposed to go. Of course, it was a milestone for her. I can remember my own Oath Taking a few years back and it was an unforgettable moment. Because of what happened to my Lola, my mother decided not to go. I was going to take her place instead. I saw my sister's sad face and I knew I had to convince my mother to go. Even if it means us (my brother and I) buying her tickets for her and bringing her luggage to SMX (oath-taking ceremeny venue) so she can go directly to the airport. Since my mother is just going to take advantage of cheaper priced tickets, she said she had to be at the airport really early and that means missing my sister's oath taking. I was really disappointed and I was angry too. My first thought was, how can my mother choose to go to the province over my sister's Oath Taking ceremony? Her decision just goes to show what her priorities are. So, we went on with it. The ceremony was, for the most part, touching. I can't help but think that my mother was supposed to be in my place beside my father. But after the updates that we are getting from Bacolod, with all the things going on with my grandmother, I felt guilty of thinking that way. Yes, my mother had a choice and I just realized she would have loved to be there for my sister but my grandmother can't wait. I can just imagine how torn she was then. She had to make a decision. I am so sorry.



Papa and sis






with Papa



with sis


Monday evening, I received another sad news. Tien Dalao, a good friend from way back in my Montalban (Rizal) rotation days, a very lively and sunny personality, a smart, young, creative, sexy and sassy girl, a gifted Occupation Therapist, someone who would never fail to light up another person's day, passed away from pneumonia complications. I was flabbergasted! I mean, she just posted some comments on my blog a few weeks back. OMG. I felt numb. I was in a meeting that time and I just felt like I was lost for a moment. I didn't know how to react. I asked when the burial date is and my college classmate told me she had no idea and we have to call the funeral home. OMG. I mean, how could that happen? It's summer already and I was looking forward to her pictures on her blog! I wanted to see more pictures of her, the people and places she would have seen. I can imagine her surfing or just being a beach bum somewhere remote and untouched. I'm going to miss her and the way she always makes people, especially her special "kids" happy.



pretty girl



Tien in Batanes


I stole these pics (some of her latest) from her Xanga site. I hope she doesn't mind. I know she's probably smiling where she is right now. She has touched a lot of lives. Her mission in this world was complete. I am going to miss her wonderful pictures and deep thoughts. I am going to miss her.


Tonight, I am going back to work. I will momentarily forget the craziness the weekend brought me. I will now have to focus on the uncertainties of my so-called career. Life must go on as they say. But I know it will never be the same again..