Fuck today. Started really bad. Didn't have food on the table. My mom just left for church. Argh. Went to work and hoped my morning would go well after a big breakfast from McDonald's (who knows why I'm craving for it). There's a new McDonald's branch near the office and for some reason, other offices too. Friends and I went there to see tons of people lining up just get their friggin' sundae or pancakes... to go. UGH! I wish I trusted my instincts by just grabbing a bite at Starbucks. Nasty appetite.
On a different note, I feel that my hair was really kind to me today. I think I was able to tame it with that L'Oreal Out-Of-Bed thingie. Nicely messed up. I love it. I'm hoping to see my honey later. *crossed fingers*. I'm starting to be a bit horny. Waaahhh... I also can't wait for Saturday (tomorrow). I will be conducting a church choir so the first rehearsal I will be attending to would be tomorrow, I'm excited. Although I may not see my honey come rehearsal time, he understands that I want to do this and I'm hoping for his support. *mwah to my honey* Weekend's near. Can't wait!
Friday, May 09, 2003
Monday, April 28, 2003
Got me thinking... this is something we should all think about.
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's or even the early 80's, probably shouldn't have survived.
- Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
- We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. Not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.
- As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
- Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
- We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. Horrors!
- We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
- We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
- We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
- We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the street lights came on.
- No one was able to reach us all day. No cell phones. Unthinkable!
- We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms. We had friends! We went outside and found them.
- We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
- We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
- We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
- We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not poke or put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
- We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
- School leagues had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
- Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade.
- Tests were not adjusted for any reason.
- Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
- The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. And you're one of them! Congratulations. This is also for those who have had the good fortune to grow up as kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, "for our own good."
According to today's regulators and bureaucrats, those of us who were kids in the 40's, 50's, 60's, 70's or even the early 80's, probably shouldn't have survived.
- Our baby cribs were covered with bright colored lead-based paint.
- We had no childproof lids on medicine bottles, doors or cabinets, and when we rode our bikes, we had no helmets. Not to mention the risks we took hitchhiking.
- As children, we would ride in cars with no seat belts or air bags.
- Riding in the back of a pickup truck on a warm day was always a special treat.
- We drank water from the garden hose and not from a bottle. Horrors!
- We ate cupcakes, bread and butter, and drank soda pop with sugar in it, but we were never overweight because we were always outside playing.
- We shared one soft drink with four friends, from one bottle, and no one actually died from this.
- We would spend hours building our go-carts out of scraps and then rode down the hill, only to find out we forgot the brakes. After running into the bushes a few times, we learned to solve the problem.
- We would leave home in the morning and play all day, as long as we were back when the street lights came on.
- No one was able to reach us all day. No cell phones. Unthinkable!
- We did not have Playstations, Nintendo 64, X-Boxes, no video games at all, no 99 channels on cable, video tape movies, surround sound, personal cell phones, personal computers, or Internet chat rooms. We had friends! We went outside and found them.
- We played dodge ball, and sometimes, the ball would really hurt.
- We fell out of trees, got cut and broke bones and teeth, and there were no lawsuits from these accidents. They were accidents. No one was to blame but us. Remember accidents?
- We had fights and punched each other and got black and blue and learned to get over it.
- We made up games with sticks and tennis balls and ate worms, and although we were told it would happen, we did not poke or put out very many eyes, nor did the worms live inside us forever.
- We rode bikes or walked to a friend's home and knocked on the door, or rang the bell or just walked in and talked to them.
- School leagues had tryouts and not everyone made the team. Those who didn't had to learn to deal with disappointment.
- Some students weren't as smart as others, so they failed a grade and were held back to repeat the same grade.
- Tests were not adjusted for any reason.
- Our actions were our own. Consequences were expected.
- The idea of a parent bailing us out if we broke a law was unheard of. They actually sided with the law. Imagine that!
This generation has produced some of the best risk-takers and problem solvers and inventors, ever. The past 50 years have been an explosion of innovation and new ideas. We had freedom, failure, success and responsibility, and we learned how to deal with it all. And you're one of them! Congratulations. This is also for those who have had the good fortune to grow up as kids, before lawyers and government regulated our lives, "for our own good."
Friday, April 25, 2003
Wednesday, April 16, 2003
The Philippines, and most of the Catholic world, is celebrating Holy Week. Sucks that it had to fall on me and my boyfriend's first year anniversary. We will, however, take our revenge on coincidence. I hope it pushes through. We'll be checking in at the Pennisula next week. It's my honey's birthday on the 26th. I'm still thinking what I can get him. I won't be giving him that Bluetooth thingamajigger. It's kinda expensive. Although I wish I could.
Earlier in the day, I just learned that I could purchase a Nokia 7650 for only Php 100 ($20). That would've been really cool. But I was persuaded by my friends and my boyfriend not to. It's not that big of a need for me now as my 8890 is still good. It sure would've been cool though. That's fine.
I'm so weird. When I had so many things to do here at work, I was so pissed coz I can't do other things aside from work. Now that I'm free, I still can't do stuff just coz I'm stubborn. When there's work, the load's really bad. When there's not much work, the (lack of) load is still bad. Sheesh. I need to get a life.
Earlier in the day, I just learned that I could purchase a Nokia 7650 for only Php 100 ($20). That would've been really cool. But I was persuaded by my friends and my boyfriend not to. It's not that big of a need for me now as my 8890 is still good. It sure would've been cool though. That's fine.
I'm so weird. When I had so many things to do here at work, I was so pissed coz I can't do other things aside from work. Now that I'm free, I still can't do stuff just coz I'm stubborn. When there's work, the load's really bad. When there's not much work, the (lack of) load is still bad. Sheesh. I need to get a life.
Monday, April 14, 2003
After a decent talk with my honey last night, I am now firmly resolved to improve myself physically. I need to get rid of this horrible (absolutely horrible) gut. Lately I've been noticing that my pants are getting a tad too tight on the waist so that's not very good.
I used to proclaim my fabulousness because I don't go over 170 lbs in normal conditions. But last night, while talking to my honey over the phone, we were chatting about excercises for the calf muscles when I suddenly stepped on the weighing scale in my bathroom. To my horror, I saw the numbers 180 go past the marker/indicator. I almost fainted. If not for my honey calming me down, I would've fell of the weighing scale and hit my head on the floor. After calming me down, he was able to get me off the scale and relax a bit more. He then encouraged me to go step on the scale one more time. With my eyes closed, I stepped on the scale. Right foot, then left. I was on the friggin' scale. Openned my eyes. Looked down. WHEW. I'm 175 lbs!!!! YEE HAW... I know I know, it's still not as fabulous as I would've wanted it to be. Now I'm aiming, not for weight reduction, but visible results. Less gut, leaner look. More streamlined, and I need a friggin' chest!
Food intake for the day:
BREAKFAST
five protein cookies with semi sweet chocolate chip
non fat milk
SNACK
cup of coffee
small portion of rice cake
.... hope I can last. Pray for me will yah! Thanks!
I used to proclaim my fabulousness because I don't go over 170 lbs in normal conditions. But last night, while talking to my honey over the phone, we were chatting about excercises for the calf muscles when I suddenly stepped on the weighing scale in my bathroom. To my horror, I saw the numbers 180 go past the marker/indicator. I almost fainted. If not for my honey calming me down, I would've fell of the weighing scale and hit my head on the floor. After calming me down, he was able to get me off the scale and relax a bit more. He then encouraged me to go step on the scale one more time. With my eyes closed, I stepped on the scale. Right foot, then left. I was on the friggin' scale. Openned my eyes. Looked down. WHEW. I'm 175 lbs!!!! YEE HAW... I know I know, it's still not as fabulous as I would've wanted it to be. Now I'm aiming, not for weight reduction, but visible results. Less gut, leaner look. More streamlined, and I need a friggin' chest!
Food intake for the day:
BREAKFAST
five protein cookies with semi sweet chocolate chip
non fat milk
SNACK
cup of coffee
small portion of rice cake
.... hope I can last. Pray for me will yah! Thanks!
Friday, April 04, 2003
Monday, March 17, 2003
Friday, February 21, 2003
In this world where every human being seeks for stability, certain things come to my mind. Before anything else, I'm an artist. A son, a boyfriend, and a best friend. Being an artist, I don't think I'm living the life I want. I once chatted with my manager (he was in Dublin) and we were talking about how crappy things are in Manila, why were we working so late, and other shit like that. I told him that it was just the way us Manila folks work. He told me that it's not worth it. Asked me what I would do if I were given the choice (anything). I answered, sing. When he asked why I'm not singing I was lost for words. I had nothing substantial to give him as a response. Am I to be one of those people in the movies who never went for their dreams and just became content with easy living?
I've always imagined being an artist (quasi Bohemian at most). There too much running through my veins and I fear that one day I'll just burst... into song. :)
I was told by a friend that it shouldn't be that difficult to live that dream, but not in the Philippines. I agree. Stability is still a big factor for us Filipinos. I then told that manager that, maybe it's the encouragement, the push I need that's not there. I'm thinking I'll need someone to drop kick my ass on a stage to sing my guts out.
So, should people still reach for their dreams given the high amount of risk involved? Should I attempt for being the person I truly am? What the FUCK should I do???
I've always imagined being an artist (quasi Bohemian at most). There too much running through my veins and I fear that one day I'll just burst... into song. :)
I was told by a friend that it shouldn't be that difficult to live that dream, but not in the Philippines. I agree. Stability is still a big factor for us Filipinos. I then told that manager that, maybe it's the encouragement, the push I need that's not there. I'm thinking I'll need someone to drop kick my ass on a stage to sing my guts out.
So, should people still reach for their dreams given the high amount of risk involved? Should I attempt for being the person I truly am? What the FUCK should I do???
Monday, February 17, 2003
Just thought I'd post on something that's been on my mind. I have affirmed to myself that I will be moving out from my parents' house an live on my own. Me and my honey haven't finalized plans but there are plans of moving in together. We won't be together all days of the week though as we would definitely need time for ourselves and be with our respective families on weekends or special occassions. I am just curious as to how things will pan out. If we'll actually do well with living in one place for a long period of time. I'm also hoping that we wont end up on each other's necks by the first month. I have heard some stories but I don't know if those stories would apply to us. Watching Sex and The City isn't helping much. I don't know if I will actually be used to having someone around that often. I remembered the whole single eccentricities we all have would get dumped because we are sharing a place with another person when we live in together. Do we really have to sacrifice our single lifestyle for a piece of bliss? Why is moving in so damn complicated when all we really want is to be close to the person we love? Are gay men really for domesticated paradise?
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