Just came back from an overnight trip to Tagaytay. Funny how having visitors from abroad can make you appreciate what you have here in the Philippines more. There are places we went to, like horseback riding and going up the Taal V, that I wouldn't have gone to if they weren't here...
Anyway, I also spent the past few days bonding with my cousins, especially the 2 girls. I saw them last year when I visited Toronto, but I guess it's different when they're the ones visiting and I'm the one showing them around. Being the only girl in my family here, it's a little weird to have other girls in the house. I'll be the first one to tell you that, ordinarily, I'm very territorial when it comes to being the only girl in the family (also the main reason why I'm not too keen on having daughters-- I like being the princess of the house). But having them over has been super fun! We've been engaging in the high-points of girl bonding-- gossiping about celebrities, getting facials and manicures, talking about boyfriends and love lives (haha, a definite favorite!) and shopping. And, what's best, I got to bunk with women who're not my grandma or my mom! Haha! What fun it is to share a room with girls-- especially if they're family :)
Because of all this, I guess I don't mind as much not being the only girl in the family.. Maybe I should rethink this having-a-daughter thing. (wink wink)
Friday, July 29, 2005
Sunday, July 24, 2005
ode to my filc girls
My Friday nights haven't been as much fun in quite a while as last night had been. All thanks to my FILC girls.
I don't know exactly what was different with us that night, but we were uncharacteristically game for round after round of drinks and staying up later than usual. We were just on a roll-- with the chatter and the ideas and the jokes and the stories. We would laugh (quite loudly at that) one minute, then be all contemplative the next. We'd argue on a point, then we'd later come to agreement. We'd be in touch with reality and update each other on what's new in our lives; then the next minute we'd be exercising our imaginations and dream of living abroad (and bunking together) and traveling for fun.
This morning, in fact, my mom asked how come I hang out with these girls more than anyone else in my life? Well, apart from my boyfriend, that is. And I just didn't know what answer is satisfactory to explain why. Underneath it all is still the bond we established in the 1 year we spent hip to hip. But it's a bond that transcended the internship and blossomed into a solid friendship. One that's based on trust, honesty and laughter. We may not be carbon-copies of each other, but we're complementary. Must be why we hardly ever clash. Or, worse, get bored.
More importantly, this friendship is one that's based on a true sense of solidarity and-- I dare say-- a deep commitment to one another. All too often, friendships water down through the years due to either lack of time or lack of interest. Life just gets in the way of things, and as time passes, most friends either don't have enough time to catch up or just don't even bother.
But the truth is, as is true with spouses, friends are people you commit to. But, with all that happens in our daily lives, that's a lot harder to put to practice as it is to preach. That's why it's quite admirable that the 4 of us make time for one another. As in purposely carve out a piece of our regular schedules to meet up and to have fun. We choose to stay relevant in one another's lives. And I think that's integral to the survival and to the upkeep of a relationship. Without that, all you have, really, are memories. And as nice and valuable memories may be, they're not enough to keep a friendship alive.
I know I may have gushed about this foursome more times than I can ever count, but it's just that I can't help but feel thankful to have them in my life. They say you'd be lucky to have at least 1 true friend in your lifetime. Well, guess what? In these girls, I already have 3.
I don't know exactly what was different with us that night, but we were uncharacteristically game for round after round of drinks and staying up later than usual. We were just on a roll-- with the chatter and the ideas and the jokes and the stories. We would laugh (quite loudly at that) one minute, then be all contemplative the next. We'd argue on a point, then we'd later come to agreement. We'd be in touch with reality and update each other on what's new in our lives; then the next minute we'd be exercising our imaginations and dream of living abroad (and bunking together) and traveling for fun.
This morning, in fact, my mom asked how come I hang out with these girls more than anyone else in my life? Well, apart from my boyfriend, that is. And I just didn't know what answer is satisfactory to explain why. Underneath it all is still the bond we established in the 1 year we spent hip to hip. But it's a bond that transcended the internship and blossomed into a solid friendship. One that's based on trust, honesty and laughter. We may not be carbon-copies of each other, but we're complementary. Must be why we hardly ever clash. Or, worse, get bored.
More importantly, this friendship is one that's based on a true sense of solidarity and-- I dare say-- a deep commitment to one another. All too often, friendships water down through the years due to either lack of time or lack of interest. Life just gets in the way of things, and as time passes, most friends either don't have enough time to catch up or just don't even bother.
But the truth is, as is true with spouses, friends are people you commit to. But, with all that happens in our daily lives, that's a lot harder to put to practice as it is to preach. That's why it's quite admirable that the 4 of us make time for one another. As in purposely carve out a piece of our regular schedules to meet up and to have fun. We choose to stay relevant in one another's lives. And I think that's integral to the survival and to the upkeep of a relationship. Without that, all you have, really, are memories. And as nice and valuable memories may be, they're not enough to keep a friendship alive.
I know I may have gushed about this foursome more times than I can ever count, but it's just that I can't help but feel thankful to have them in my life. They say you'd be lucky to have at least 1 true friend in your lifetime. Well, guess what? In these girls, I already have 3.
Wednesday, July 20, 2005
10 pounds!
I gained 10 pounds without even realizing it! Oh my God, how could that have happened? 4 of my black slacks don't fit anymore and I've been wearing more skirts than before just to fit into clothes better. It's only this morning that I actually weighed myself, after my friends last night validated what my mom has been saying-- that I've gained weight. A lot of it. So I sauntered off to the scale this morning after waking up just to see....
OH MY GOD! It took all my willpower not to pass out in front of the weighing scale this morning. Whatthe...?! That's it, no more meryenda and no more late-night McDonald's. I'm going to take this weight off. Seriously.
OH MY GOD! It took all my willpower not to pass out in front of the weighing scale this morning. Whatthe...?! That's it, no more meryenda and no more late-night McDonald's. I'm going to take this weight off. Seriously.
Monday, July 18, 2005
sibling loyalty
We may tease each other endlessly and push at the other's buttons tirelessly. We may poke fun at each other and play dumb games. But at the end of it all, our loyalty will always be to each other. No one messes with my brothers without messing with me. And vice versa.
Such a nice feeling, to be honest. It's like growing up with 2 loyal bodyguards, both taller and bigger than me but both listen to everything I tell them =)
Such a nice feeling, to be honest. It's like growing up with 2 loyal bodyguards, both taller and bigger than me but both listen to everything I tell them =)
Saturday, July 16, 2005
FINALLY!
The day has come :)
I even reviewed the plot of the 5th book to refresh my memory and prepare myself for this...
I even reviewed the plot of the 5th book to refresh my memory and prepare myself for this...
Wednesday, July 13, 2005
my wallet is bleeding....
Ever since I got my own credit card a year ago (and stopped leeching off mom and pops), I've always tried my best to curb my spending. My gauge with the credit card is to keep the outstanding balance within 4-digit figures. So far, I've been keeping within that limit. Maxing it out sometimes, granted. But still within 4 numbers.
4 numbers, good. More than 4 numbers, bad.
So you can just imagine my shock today when I received my statement and voila, 5-digits! OMG! I'm going to kill myself now.
I will not spend anymore. EVER.
4 numbers, good. More than 4 numbers, bad.
So you can just imagine my shock today when I received my statement and voila, 5-digits! OMG! I'm going to kill myself now.
I will not spend anymore. EVER.
Sunday, July 10, 2005
for the nth time...
We've had a million of these conversations before-- talking about the past scenarios wherein we would've met each other sooner.. been together sooner.. loved each other sooner. Since it was a common friend who'd introduced us and fixed us up, the subject of conversation has often circled around the numerous past chances that we would've come to know each other. She was persistent-- this common friend of ours--and has the honor of being the first person who's ever been convinced we're perfect for each other (she pushed this idea for about a year or so). She created so many opportunities for us to meet. She presented us with one too many chances, actually... (thank God she still kept the faith!)...
One was during our many gimmicks with our Uno friends. One was during the Mr. Law School pageant. Another was during the celebration of his successful thesis defense. Another was during Li's last night here. So many would-have-been encounters that never happened. As if fate had other plans-- that we would meet under another set of circumstances-- circumstances that would let us know the other in the best possible light... to have us meet each other on our best possible days, in the best possible ways...
As if this was all meant to be. Wrapped neatly into life's best little packages...
I love you. And I love the way you came into my life.
One was during our many gimmicks with our Uno friends. One was during the Mr. Law School pageant. Another was during the celebration of his successful thesis defense. Another was during Li's last night here. So many would-have-been encounters that never happened. As if fate had other plans-- that we would meet under another set of circumstances-- circumstances that would let us know the other in the best possible light... to have us meet each other on our best possible days, in the best possible ways...
As if this was all meant to be. Wrapped neatly into life's best little packages...
I love you. And I love the way you came into my life.
Saturday, July 09, 2005
award-winning!
Despite missing the offsite teambuilding outing yesterday, I've just been informed that I won 2 awards-- the first one, a rather serious award-- an acknowledgement of the stellar performances of 2 of the programs I handle (Hey, what about the 3rd one? I love my programs equally as I would if they were my children.. Oh, what the heck, appreciation is appreciation..). The second was for being Ms. Congeniality of the entire Cards Business Group. Hahaha! This caught me by surprise-- to think that it was reportedly a unanimous vote!
If only for that, how I wish I was there yesterday.
On the other hand, considering I got much-needed rest, maybe not. Hehe..
Oh, wait.. now, that's not so congenial, is it? Maybe they should rethink my award =p
If only for that, how I wish I was there yesterday.
On the other hand, considering I got much-needed rest, maybe not. Hehe..
Oh, wait.. now, that's not so congenial, is it? Maybe they should rethink my award =p
Thursday, July 07, 2005
the cleaning lady
I took the day off today because I could feel my body about to give way from all the stress and fatigue caused by OT work. My body was practically yelling out for mercy and calling me to put a halt (no matter how temporarily) to its misery. So yes, I happily obliged. After all, that's what sick leaves are for. And I am sick. Sick and tired.
Anyhoot, my most productive activity for the day is cleaning out my room. I started with the closet-- emptying it of clothes that either do not fit me anymore or have lost my interest in ever donning them again. The lucky beneficiary is our maid, who welcomed my discards with open arms.
Next was the rest of my room, including my desk and my vanity table. I realized midway just how much junk I had! As in, things that are about 6-8 years old were still kept. I ended up filling 3 big sacks with garbage I had coddled for way too long.
Made me think of how irrationally sentimental I can get, keeping things whose value I no longer have recollection of. There were some things I hardly even remembered having in the first place.
There were, however, items that held so much meaning, they almost made me cry. Most notable of such things was a Christmas gift from my recently departed friend, Missy. It was a simple gift-- a coffee mug set complete with saucers and teaspoons. I never ever thought of using it-- as if to use it would wear it down and compromise the last memory she ever gave me. It was from the Christmas immediately before she fell unconscious and slipped into a 3-year coma. It came with a card carrying a message I won't soon forget.
Funny how this simple thing can represent so much of the past, and can trigger so many different emotions. When others can easily lose their meaning at the snap of a finger or at the toss of a wrist.
Funny how we can house so much junk over the years, carrying them and keeping them without even remembering why. Funny how amidst all that junk, is a little treasure that holds more value than all the other items combined.
I miss you, dear friend.
Anyhoot, my most productive activity for the day is cleaning out my room. I started with the closet-- emptying it of clothes that either do not fit me anymore or have lost my interest in ever donning them again. The lucky beneficiary is our maid, who welcomed my discards with open arms.
Next was the rest of my room, including my desk and my vanity table. I realized midway just how much junk I had! As in, things that are about 6-8 years old were still kept. I ended up filling 3 big sacks with garbage I had coddled for way too long.
Made me think of how irrationally sentimental I can get, keeping things whose value I no longer have recollection of. There were some things I hardly even remembered having in the first place.
There were, however, items that held so much meaning, they almost made me cry. Most notable of such things was a Christmas gift from my recently departed friend, Missy. It was a simple gift-- a coffee mug set complete with saucers and teaspoons. I never ever thought of using it-- as if to use it would wear it down and compromise the last memory she ever gave me. It was from the Christmas immediately before she fell unconscious and slipped into a 3-year coma. It came with a card carrying a message I won't soon forget.
Funny how this simple thing can represent so much of the past, and can trigger so many different emotions. When others can easily lose their meaning at the snap of a finger or at the toss of a wrist.
Funny how we can house so much junk over the years, carrying them and keeping them without even remembering why. Funny how amidst all that junk, is a little treasure that holds more value than all the other items combined.
I miss you, dear friend.
Sunday, July 03, 2005
Saturday, June 25, 2005
mango mania
You'll know it's the end of a fashion season when Mango finally has its season sale. You'll know it because everyone's talking about it. And everyone is flocking to all 5 Mango stores in Metro Manila to finally score that bag or that top they've been eyeing for months.
A colleague was the one who gave me the tip yesterday-- in a frantic whisper "Uy, sale sa Mango! First day today!" . At first, I got excited. 50% off in Mango can actually get you some pretty neat stuff.
One thing made me hesitate, though... What I hate about Mango's sales are the lines. The miles and miles of people lining up, clutching 10k worth of merchandise. These notorious queues can take up a good 1-2 hours of your time, depending on what hour of the day you arrive and which branch you head to.
Worse, you'll find that a good 50% or so of these people lining up are actually men. No, no, these men don't shop at Mango. Their girlfriends/wives do. And they have the godforsaken task of queueing on their beloved's behalf, while the ladies wander off in search of more stuff to lay upon the guys' already-fully-laden arms.
Aw, poor boys. All in the name of love. Either that or takot kay komander. So, shut up and line up ka.
I often wondered what I would do if I had a boyfriend and a Mango sale was going on. Before, it was easy for me to raise an eyebrow and think these girls selfish-- expecting their boyfriends to wait through such an impossibly long line just so they can buy stuff. Granted, they may be good deals, pero mahiya naman kayo....
Seemed like I was meant to test myself yesterday. Dennis and I made plans to have dinner at Rockwell, and it happened to be the 1st day of the Mango season sale. As we were walking towards Mango, I started to wonder how I'll handle this situation. Will I end up like one of those girls I had judged in the past?
As expected, at 7pm, the sale was in full swing. The voice decibel was as high as a rock concert, with people shouting above the crowd, yelling out sizes, colors and what-have-you. I looked at the line and estimated that about 25 or so people were lined up. I looked around to see if there were stuff that would catch my eye. Predictably, there were. There was a bag I liked (at a price I liked even better), several tops and a dress that I thought would be a nice addition to my wardrobe. Dennis ran into a fratmate. I thought to myself, Good, keep chatting, so I can keep looking.
After looking around for about 10 more minutes, I started the weighing game: Do I want these things enough to make Dennis line up for about 1-2 hours? If I do, then I better tell him now, while I go and try on the dress... On one hand, we'll miss our dinner plans... On the other, c'mon, how long will this sale last pa?
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
I was so torn.
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Finally, I decided, I can't make him do that. It just wasn't worth it. I knew he'd do it if I asked him to, but would it be worth it? Sometimes you gotta choose your battles.. and your favors...
So, I put everything back down and walked back towards him. He smiled and asked "O, where do I line up?" I said, "nowhere" with a smile. If I read correctly, he seemed proud of me.
So we walked out and headed to Crustasia for dinner, where we spent about an hour or so laughing and talking, recounting the day that had just passed.
In hindsight, that hour-or-so could've been spent in a queue, in a store, under garish lights, hungry and tired.. where we probably would've fought, and ill feelings would've been exchanged..... Instead, we spent those same minutes laughing and talking and bonding and having fun. Only interesting stories and loving words were exchanged.
Those clothes I saw in Mango may have been really good deals... Half-off. But skipping it proved even more worth-it. Ironically, skipping the sale was the best deal of the night. Hands-down.
A colleague was the one who gave me the tip yesterday-- in a frantic whisper "Uy, sale sa Mango! First day today!" . At first, I got excited. 50% off in Mango can actually get you some pretty neat stuff.
One thing made me hesitate, though... What I hate about Mango's sales are the lines. The miles and miles of people lining up, clutching 10k worth of merchandise. These notorious queues can take up a good 1-2 hours of your time, depending on what hour of the day you arrive and which branch you head to.
Worse, you'll find that a good 50% or so of these people lining up are actually men. No, no, these men don't shop at Mango. Their girlfriends/wives do. And they have the godforsaken task of queueing on their beloved's behalf, while the ladies wander off in search of more stuff to lay upon the guys' already-fully-laden arms.
Aw, poor boys. All in the name of love. Either that or takot kay komander. So, shut up and line up ka.
I often wondered what I would do if I had a boyfriend and a Mango sale was going on. Before, it was easy for me to raise an eyebrow and think these girls selfish-- expecting their boyfriends to wait through such an impossibly long line just so they can buy stuff. Granted, they may be good deals, pero mahiya naman kayo....
Seemed like I was meant to test myself yesterday. Dennis and I made plans to have dinner at Rockwell, and it happened to be the 1st day of the Mango season sale. As we were walking towards Mango, I started to wonder how I'll handle this situation. Will I end up like one of those girls I had judged in the past?
As expected, at 7pm, the sale was in full swing. The voice decibel was as high as a rock concert, with people shouting above the crowd, yelling out sizes, colors and what-have-you. I looked at the line and estimated that about 25 or so people were lined up. I looked around to see if there were stuff that would catch my eye. Predictably, there were. There was a bag I liked (at a price I liked even better), several tops and a dress that I thought would be a nice addition to my wardrobe. Dennis ran into a fratmate. I thought to myself, Good, keep chatting, so I can keep looking.
After looking around for about 10 more minutes, I started the weighing game: Do I want these things enough to make Dennis line up for about 1-2 hours? If I do, then I better tell him now, while I go and try on the dress... On one hand, we'll miss our dinner plans... On the other, c'mon, how long will this sale last pa?
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
I was so torn.
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Hmmm...
Finally, I decided, I can't make him do that. It just wasn't worth it. I knew he'd do it if I asked him to, but would it be worth it? Sometimes you gotta choose your battles.. and your favors...
So, I put everything back down and walked back towards him. He smiled and asked "O, where do I line up?" I said, "nowhere" with a smile. If I read correctly, he seemed proud of me.
So we walked out and headed to Crustasia for dinner, where we spent about an hour or so laughing and talking, recounting the day that had just passed.
In hindsight, that hour-or-so could've been spent in a queue, in a store, under garish lights, hungry and tired.. where we probably would've fought, and ill feelings would've been exchanged..... Instead, we spent those same minutes laughing and talking and bonding and having fun. Only interesting stories and loving words were exchanged.
Those clothes I saw in Mango may have been really good deals... Half-off. But skipping it proved even more worth-it. Ironically, skipping the sale was the best deal of the night. Hands-down.
Tuesday, June 21, 2005
great effort... thanks but no thanks
Dear Bossing,
Thank you very much for pouring 2 hours of your time (I know it's in limited supply these days) to try to talk me out of leaving. I was very flattered to see how much of an effort you made.. to make a big case about the reasons I should stay. I was honored to see how valued I was in the team and to see the plans that were being made for my advancement in the organization. It doesn't apply to everyone, I know... and rest assured that the effort won't just be appreciated. It will be remembered.
What you did reminded me a little of an IMC presentation, where you pitch an idea and try your hardest in the Q&A to convince the person you're talking to to see things your way. But, I'm afraid it didn't work out quite the way you may have hoped. After taking into consideration the things you said, I still think this would be a good move. I am also not sure of exactly how it will turn out, but I'll try my best, work my butt off, and hope to high heavens that it wasn't a mistake. But the heart of it is that this is a chance I want to grab-- risks and all-- rather than pass up and wonder later on what could have been. I understand where you're coming from, but I also hope you see how the organization has not (and probably won't be any time soon) been fulfilling the expectations I have of it. This is not about money, as I kept telling you. It's about exposure, training and growth.
I also thank you for being such a great mentor. Having you for a boss not only strengthened me in terms of skills and knowhow, but also in terms of character and attitude. Yours is a path I greatly admire, and do hope that I can mirror even just a quarter of your success. I wish you all the best, as I know you'll be wishing me in the choice I'll make.
- Your Little Flower Girl
~~~~~
In other news... I hope my nego worked and that they'll give me what I want. Please please please! That's all I'm waiting for :-) Icing on the cake, admittedly, but a girl can dream...
~~~~~
Desperate Housewives is sooo addicting! Thanks to my good friend V, I'm incredibly updated in the episodes. When I went online to check out the synopsis of the episodes they've shown so far in the US, (just to see if a suspicion I have about the storyline is correct), I was delighted to discover that I am keeping up with their pace! Yay! Coolness!
~~~~~
Thank you very much for pouring 2 hours of your time (I know it's in limited supply these days) to try to talk me out of leaving. I was very flattered to see how much of an effort you made.. to make a big case about the reasons I should stay. I was honored to see how valued I was in the team and to see the plans that were being made for my advancement in the organization. It doesn't apply to everyone, I know... and rest assured that the effort won't just be appreciated. It will be remembered.
What you did reminded me a little of an IMC presentation, where you pitch an idea and try your hardest in the Q&A to convince the person you're talking to to see things your way. But, I'm afraid it didn't work out quite the way you may have hoped. After taking into consideration the things you said, I still think this would be a good move. I am also not sure of exactly how it will turn out, but I'll try my best, work my butt off, and hope to high heavens that it wasn't a mistake. But the heart of it is that this is a chance I want to grab-- risks and all-- rather than pass up and wonder later on what could have been. I understand where you're coming from, but I also hope you see how the organization has not (and probably won't be any time soon) been fulfilling the expectations I have of it. This is not about money, as I kept telling you. It's about exposure, training and growth.
I also thank you for being such a great mentor. Having you for a boss not only strengthened me in terms of skills and knowhow, but also in terms of character and attitude. Yours is a path I greatly admire, and do hope that I can mirror even just a quarter of your success. I wish you all the best, as I know you'll be wishing me in the choice I'll make.
- Your Little Flower Girl
~~~~~
In other news... I hope my nego worked and that they'll give me what I want. Please please please! That's all I'm waiting for :-) Icing on the cake, admittedly, but a girl can dream...
~~~~~
Desperate Housewives is sooo addicting! Thanks to my good friend V, I'm incredibly updated in the episodes. When I went online to check out the synopsis of the episodes they've shown so far in the US, (just to see if a suspicion I have about the storyline is correct), I was delighted to discover that I am keeping up with their pace! Yay! Coolness!
~~~~~
Friday, June 17, 2005
wanting out
I want out. Now.
I know it's only a natural part of life to have bad days. Bad work days, for that matter. But lately, I've been having a bad work period (as in, more than just days or weeks)-- I just want to dump everything pending and leave the darn bank. There are so many reasons-- more than I can ever elaborate on in this blog. All I can say is I just want to head straight to the way out... and hopefully never look back.
Today was the worst. In a steady string of 14-hour days, today brought me news that I'd be expected to deliver 16-hours per day next week. Are you freakin' nuts? It's not like I live in the neighborhood, you know? And the work load you're adding is not as easy as you make it out to be. Incremental, by virtue of the word, means extra. On top of. Over and beyond. Sobra.
Add to that the recent developments internally... and extenal opportunities that have come up... All I want to do is leave. Hit the road towards better, brighter horizons.
I know it's only a natural part of life to have bad days. Bad work days, for that matter. But lately, I've been having a bad work period (as in, more than just days or weeks)-- I just want to dump everything pending and leave the darn bank. There are so many reasons-- more than I can ever elaborate on in this blog. All I can say is I just want to head straight to the way out... and hopefully never look back.
Today was the worst. In a steady string of 14-hour days, today brought me news that I'd be expected to deliver 16-hours per day next week. Are you freakin' nuts? It's not like I live in the neighborhood, you know? And the work load you're adding is not as easy as you make it out to be. Incremental, by virtue of the word, means extra. On top of. Over and beyond. Sobra.
Add to that the recent developments internally... and extenal opportunities that have come up... All I want to do is leave. Hit the road towards better, brighter horizons.
Sunday, June 12, 2005
loco for choco
Makati Shang has the Ultimate Chocolate Buffet, a.k.a. paradise for all lovers of chocolate. There's an endless, bottomless array of chocolate delicacies, cakes, brownies, cookies, ice cream, drinks, and everything else you can think of. It's only open from 6-9pm (a.k.a. dinner hours) but hey, I didn't miss 'real food' at all when I was stuffing myself silly with chocolate, chocolate and more chocolate. Dark, white, milk... Whatever you want, they've got it!
You really have to try it! Heaven, I tell you...
You really have to try it! Heaven, I tell you...
Friday, June 10, 2005
i love weddings!
My boss got married today! Well, the engagement has been long in the making, but it was... accelarated when my boss received his expat assignment to India. As a result, he and his then-future bride decided to jump the gun and get married ahead of schedule.
For a hurriedly-prepared wedding, it was beautiful. Everything was low-key but classy, simple yet elegant. They managed to stay within budget, but unless you actually knew that for a fact, you wouldn't notice that they had cut corners. The food was sumptuous and totally filling-- an 8-course meal complete with a fondue fountain-- the band was great, the dresses were beautiful, and the venue was very elegant. The programme flow was seamless, & the video of their love story was touching yet funny. I still can't get the image of Yael as the maja rajah out of my head. (Hahahahahahahahahaha!)
'Twas a blast. I do wish them all the best. One look at them and you'll know they're meant to be together. Not even India can stand in their way.
For a hurriedly-prepared wedding, it was beautiful. Everything was low-key but classy, simple yet elegant. They managed to stay within budget, but unless you actually knew that for a fact, you wouldn't notice that they had cut corners. The food was sumptuous and totally filling-- an 8-course meal complete with a fondue fountain-- the band was great, the dresses were beautiful, and the venue was very elegant. The programme flow was seamless, & the video of their love story was touching yet funny. I still can't get the image of Yael as the maja rajah out of my head. (Hahahahahahahahahaha!)
'Twas a blast. I do wish them all the best. One look at them and you'll know they're meant to be together. Not even India can stand in their way.
Sunday, June 05, 2005
now that's love
There's nothing more relaxing in this world than strolling along the bay, with his arms wrapped around you, as you playfully discuss how to spend the rest of your lives together. The murkiness and smelliness of the waters down below are barely noticeable, because in those precise moments, there exists no one else but you two. There exists no other love than the one that's coursing freely from your heart to his.. and back...
Cheesy? Who cares... It's my life now... There's no one I'd rather hold and be held by, know and be known by...
What can I say? I'm just dizzy with love for you...
Cheesy? Who cares... It's my life now... There's no one I'd rather hold and be held by, know and be known by...
What can I say? I'm just dizzy with love for you...
Wednesday, June 01, 2005
i want you...
From far away, I saw the store sign "SALE". So I eagerly entered Kate Spade..
I found you.
You were 'on sale.'
P11,800.
Shet ka.
Monday, May 30, 2005
spoiled
Got the new Joss Stone CD and I am in love with her music. I love her voice, and I especially love this song (for obvious reasons, I think):
I kinda thought that I'd be better off by myself
I've never been so wrong before
You made it impossible for me to ever
Love somebody else
And now I don't know what I left you for
See I thought that I could replace you
He can't love me the way you do
'Till now I never knew
Baby
I'm spoiled
By your love boy
No matter how I try to change my mind
What's the point it's just a waste of time
I'm spoiled by your touch boy
The love you give is just too hard to fight
Don't want to live without you in my life
I'm spoiled
I kinda thought that I'd be better off by myself
I've never been so wrong before
You made it impossible for me to ever
Love somebody else
And now I don't know what I left you for
See I thought that I could replace you
He can't love me the way you do
'Till now I never knew
Baby
I'm spoiled
By your love boy
No matter how I try to change my mind
What's the point it's just a waste of time
I'm spoiled by your touch boy
The love you give is just too hard to fight
Don't want to live without you in my life
I'm spoiled
Sunday, May 29, 2005
great weekend
My weekend started off great with back-to-back interviews and a Madagascar premiere on Friday. I skipped work altogether and decided to devote the entire day to 2 things. One is to career advancement (more details about this next time) and two is to my boyfriend, who I haven't seen in 3 days (haha, kala mo matagal na matagal na.. wala lang....) Plus, Madagascar was such a cute movie. I loooooved David Schwimmer as the giraffe :)
Friday was followed by a nice, relaxing Saturday lunch with my girls, with a bit of shopping on the side. When my boy finally came to pick me up, he surprised me with a huge bouquet of red roses. Oh my gohd, it's been a month na pala and I forgot about it. (hehe, who says these things are the exclusive turf of girls? I hardly even remembered!) Afterwards, went to Mass at VV3 and finally got to introduce my boy to G (and vice versa). Glad to see that they hit it off enough for me to leave them alone for a bit :) Then it was off to a nice, cheap dinner at Seaside with a few rowdy frat boys and their girlfriends...
Today was a perfect cap to such a perfect weekend. It started slow, with me finally getting 10 hours of sleep.. then a lazy lunch with my brothers, then off to a store opening with my boyfriend in the afternoon. An uncle of his opened a shop along Wilson, and I got to meet a few more Chan's in the little salu salo there. Afterwards, got to do a little window-shopping and more eating as we hung out in Greenhills, chatting about random shtuff while waiting to meet with a certain person..
Then it was dinner with my family at night. As usual, my grandma stuffed Dennis silly-- she kept putting food on his plate and insisting he wasn't full yet, when I knew he was already eating to the brim. Haha! But aside from that, I loved seeing that he enjoyed my family's company, especially my brothers. The thing with boys, I notice, is that sports will always be the perfect ice-breaker.
After dinner, we weren't ready to part ways just yet, so we hung out at Baywalk for a while. Did more talking pa, as if we haven't spent the last 3 days together. I love lazy moments with him... not really doing anything... just talking... As we discussed different issues & scenarios, I saw even more just how in sync we were-- in terms of life goals, priorities, values, opinions, non-negotiables, etc.
I know it's only been a month, but I feel like I've known him for forever and that I've loved him for far longer than I actually have. I don't know exactly where this feeling comes from, but it just makes me feel really really secure. No matter how much things change (and pretty soon, I'm expecting a big career change), I know that I won't be making decisions alone and facing obstacles/ problems alone. I'll have him with me... him who takes me for what I am and celebrates my weak points as much as he does my strengths. Someone whom I can talk to about anything and everything... Someone I trust with my heart and with my life... Someone who'll be the staunchest supporter of everything I do and the firmest believer in what I can do... All in all, just someone who loves me. Loves me with a love that makes me feel I can conquer the world. I know blessings come in many forms, but by far this is the best one of all.
Friday was followed by a nice, relaxing Saturday lunch with my girls, with a bit of shopping on the side. When my boy finally came to pick me up, he surprised me with a huge bouquet of red roses. Oh my gohd, it's been a month na pala and I forgot about it. (hehe, who says these things are the exclusive turf of girls? I hardly even remembered!) Afterwards, went to Mass at VV3 and finally got to introduce my boy to G (and vice versa). Glad to see that they hit it off enough for me to leave them alone for a bit :) Then it was off to a nice, cheap dinner at Seaside with a few rowdy frat boys and their girlfriends...
Today was a perfect cap to such a perfect weekend. It started slow, with me finally getting 10 hours of sleep.. then a lazy lunch with my brothers, then off to a store opening with my boyfriend in the afternoon. An uncle of his opened a shop along Wilson, and I got to meet a few more Chan's in the little salu salo there. Afterwards, got to do a little window-shopping and more eating as we hung out in Greenhills, chatting about random shtuff while waiting to meet with a certain person..
Then it was dinner with my family at night. As usual, my grandma stuffed Dennis silly-- she kept putting food on his plate and insisting he wasn't full yet, when I knew he was already eating to the brim. Haha! But aside from that, I loved seeing that he enjoyed my family's company, especially my brothers. The thing with boys, I notice, is that sports will always be the perfect ice-breaker.
After dinner, we weren't ready to part ways just yet, so we hung out at Baywalk for a while. Did more talking pa, as if we haven't spent the last 3 days together. I love lazy moments with him... not really doing anything... just talking... As we discussed different issues & scenarios, I saw even more just how in sync we were-- in terms of life goals, priorities, values, opinions, non-negotiables, etc.
I know it's only been a month, but I feel like I've known him for forever and that I've loved him for far longer than I actually have. I don't know exactly where this feeling comes from, but it just makes me feel really really secure. No matter how much things change (and pretty soon, I'm expecting a big career change), I know that I won't be making decisions alone and facing obstacles/ problems alone. I'll have him with me... him who takes me for what I am and celebrates my weak points as much as he does my strengths. Someone whom I can talk to about anything and everything... Someone I trust with my heart and with my life... Someone who'll be the staunchest supporter of everything I do and the firmest believer in what I can do... All in all, just someone who loves me. Loves me with a love that makes me feel I can conquer the world. I know blessings come in many forms, but by far this is the best one of all.
Saturday, May 28, 2005
almost home free...
Just one more leg, and then it's all systems go.
Lord, I know you've been showering me with enough blessings to last a lifetime.. but I hope you won't mind me asking for another one.. Just this one last thing, Lord.. Just this one last thing to seal the deal. Hope it goes the way I want it to...
After that, it's done! :) (fingers crossed) If it's meant to be, it will happen...
(Please tell me it's meant for me!)
Lord, I know you've been showering me with enough blessings to last a lifetime.. but I hope you won't mind me asking for another one.. Just this one last thing, Lord.. Just this one last thing to seal the deal. Hope it goes the way I want it to...
After that, it's done! :) (fingers crossed) If it's meant to be, it will happen...
(Please tell me it's meant for me!)
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