Showing posts with label Dear Mahal. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dear Mahal. Show all posts
Monday, March 26, 2012
Sunday, March 04, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Travel Note - MV Logos Hope 1st Time in Manila
Itinerary:
1:45 - Meet up at the Head Quarters, Bicutan (our house)
2:00 - Lunch at Rai Rai Ken, SM Bicutan
4:15 - Logos Hope, Pier 15 South Harbor, Manila
7:45 - Bulalo Point, Tagaytay
9:50 - Mushroom Burger, Tagaytay
11:30 - Miguel's Place, Buendia
12:00 - Home sweet home! :)
Sunday, February 12, 2012
32nd Birthday - Jopet
For the person who loves me and whom I love even more, happy 32nd birthday!
I pray for you all the best things in the world. May God bless you more and more each day!
Thank you for being one of the super wonderful blessings in my life. I love you much!
Kiss :)
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
When I grow up...
Little girls would often talk about their dream of becoming a princess, which more often than not would only be realized during the celebration of their 18th Birthday or their wedding day. I never dreamed of these things. As a matter of fact, my 18th birthday was organized by my mother and my cousin. Me, I just arrived the night before the celebration. I don't even want to attend weddings - nagugutom kasi ako sa haba ng program during the reception. But I love the wedding ceremonies. From the moment the groom enters the church up to the part where the officiating priest would say "you may kiss the bride" I love every minute of it. For me, that is not just the union of two souls but of three individuals – the man, the woman, and God – that is being witnessed by the people closest to the couple. After each wedding, I would often wonder what the couple would look like after say... 5 years or 10 years or even 50 years when all the romance is gone.
Early last year, while Jopet was reading his new comics and I was playing Bejeweled in my mobile phone, he said “Pag tanda natin, siguro ganito pa rin tayo, no?” I replied “Yeah, most likely.” A few weeks later, he sent me the Married Life drawing. Once in a while we would talk about our life in the future. Without being cynical, we are open to the fact that as couples grow older romance fades away. Oh, we are not yet married but we know that when that time comes, (hopefully) we will stay and keep our promises to each other that is to have and to hold.
Anyways, in relation to my opening paragraph, what I wanted when I grow up is not to become a princess nor to be a fairy. I want so much to become a mother. I want to have children of my own. When we attended our pre-CANA seminar at the Center for Family Ministries-Ateneo de Manila University (CEFAM-ADMU), our counselor assessed that I am a parent-child. I was not shocked when she told me that I just didn't know that there is a term for it pala. I blame Inay, Taluts, and Mama for it. Nah, in truth, I could never blame them, because in terms of taking care of their kids, these three are the best-est. That’s it, these are my dreams: to be the best mother to my children, the most caring and loving wife to my husband, and an obedient daughter to my God. And everything else will follow.
Early last year, while Jopet was reading his new comics and I was playing Bejeweled in my mobile phone, he said “Pag tanda natin, siguro ganito pa rin tayo, no?” I replied “Yeah, most likely.” A few weeks later, he sent me the Married Life drawing. Once in a while we would talk about our life in the future. Without being cynical, we are open to the fact that as couples grow older romance fades away. Oh, we are not yet married but we know that when that time comes, (hopefully) we will stay and keep our promises to each other that is to have and to hold.
Anyways, in relation to my opening paragraph, what I wanted when I grow up is not to become a princess nor to be a fairy. I want so much to become a mother. I want to have children of my own. When we attended our pre-CANA seminar at the Center for Family Ministries-Ateneo de Manila University (CEFAM-ADMU), our counselor assessed that I am a parent-child. I was not shocked when she told me that I just didn't know that there is a term for it pala. I blame Inay, Taluts, and Mama for it. Nah, in truth, I could never blame them, because in terms of taking care of their kids, these three are the best-est. That’s it, these are my dreams: to be the best mother to my children, the most caring and loving wife to my husband, and an obedient daughter to my God. And everything else will follow.
Thursday, December 22, 2011
Kurapika and Judge Zorro (without cape)
We are only 19 in our office (11 permanent and 8 project staff) and yet here we are, having our very own cosplay. :) Fun! Fun! Fun! Excited na next year!
Wednesday, December 21, 2011
Like having a two-year old kid
Yesterday I asked Jopet to look at my first entry on what "Love is...". I think he appreciated it because the next thing I knew he volunteered to draw something that i could post along with my next "Love is..." which is holding hands.
He sent me this:
I was all praises for it because it was so cute. However, as i looked closer, I saw that the two people in the drawing are looking at a bombing site where planes are sending out missiles and everything. I immediately called him to ask for a revision. Napakakulit! Parang 2 years old, talaga naman!
After a few minutes of coaxing, he sent me this:
Much better di ba?! :)
Thank you, my lovely toddler.
He sent me this:
I was all praises for it because it was so cute. However, as i looked closer, I saw that the two people in the drawing are looking at a bombing site where planes are sending out missiles and everything. I immediately called him to ask for a revision. Napakakulit! Parang 2 years old, talaga naman!
After a few minutes of coaxing, he sent me this:
Much better di ba?! :)
Thank you, my lovely toddler.
Thursday, November 03, 2011
I'm just a kid...
Dear Mahal,
Good morning. I know I am not the friendliest person on earth these past few days. I am sorry. You have been so kind and patient and loving. Salamat. I promise to be kinder and... yun lang, no more na.
I just wanted to let you know that I love you so so much. Wag ka na magalit ha. Kakantahan na lang kita...
Wait, wait... kapareho lang pala siya nito...
Kiss na! Love you...
...always and forever,
Jing
Good morning. I know I am not the friendliest person on earth these past few days. I am sorry. You have been so kind and patient and loving. Salamat. I promise to be kinder and... yun lang, no more na.
I just wanted to let you know that I love you so so much. Wag ka na magalit ha. Kakantahan na lang kita...
I’m just a kid and life is a nightmare,
I’m just a kid and I know it’s not fair.
Wait, wait... kapareho lang pala siya nito...
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
I think I'll go eat worms!
Big fat juicy ones,
Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm!
Down goes the first one, down goes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm!
Up comes the first one, up comes the second one,
Oh how they wiggle and squirm!
I bite off the heads, and suck out the juice,
And throw the skins away!
Nobody knows how fat I grow,
On worms three times a day!
Nobody likes me, everybody hates me,
I think I'll go eat worms!
Big fat juicy ones,
Eensie weensy squeensy ones,
See how they wiggle and squirm!
Kiss na! Love you...
...always and forever,
Jing
Wednesday, November 02, 2011
Eternally beautiful
Posted by Jim Paredes
on Saturday, 29 October 2011
in Thoughts, musings, ruminations, music in the mind
Eternally beautiful
Posted on November 01, 2006 by jimparedes
Humming in my UNIVERSE By Jim Paredes
The Philippine STAR 11/05/2006
Exactly 29 years ago on Oct. 29, Lydia and I walked down the aisle. She was 20 and I was 25, both of us wide-eyed but so sure of ourselves and our decision to stay together forever as we plunged into matrimony. We were sure, the way young people tend to be certain, that it was going to be an adventure. But little did we know that it was going to be a big one, probably the biggest one we’d ever know.
Getting married is like signing a blank check. You have no idea how much it will cost you. You are committing an unquantifiable amount of material and emotional capital – time, money, patience, sacrifice, and an infinite number of things you have not even begun to imagine that you must deal with eventually.
Many of them are real minefields as Lydia and I, like all couples, soon discovered. There are the in-laws, kids, expenses, the balance between career and family life, personal habits, sex, jealousy, etc. There is also the process of arriving at a “negotiated settlement” on how to deal with things like getting along with each other’s friends, child rearing, spending habits, religion, hobbies, and how much “independence” the partners should be allowed. The institution of marriage, as we inherited it, was very complicated.
One of the things I found out much later in our married life is that there is a difference between a love affair and a marriage. A love affair has a dynamic that is different from a marital bond. Generally, love affairs are not meant to last. They are meant to have a beginning and an end. Why? Because they are about two separate people bonded by romantic, oceanic feelings of what seems like love. They live for the intense feeling, riding it as far as it will go and split up when the thrill is gone.
Marriage, on the other hand, is the experience of life by two people as a couple. Many times, new couples discover that they are not an easy fit, as Lydia and I discovered early on. That’s why in a marital relationship one must necessarily give up big parts of himself/herself to the union to get a payback. While one may still want some privacy and independence, one cannot have them without a large dose of a shared life. From the start until the end, marriage is about two people experiencing one and the same lifetime.
It starts with romance and the sexual thrill of being with each other, but you can only count on those for so long. Anyone married for more than 10 years can attest that there are times when the attraction which seemed so strong when you first laid eyes on each other as single people can be non-existent for long periods. Viewed from the perspective of a love affair, that is certainly not a good thing. One may feel like the journey has reached a stretch of uninteresting flatlands. The joyride is over.
But from the perspective of a long marriage, this is simply a hiatus of sorts, or may even be the first signs of a qualitative change in the way one loves. It can be disconcerting at first but if you stick around long enough, the picture starts to get clearer. While gone may be (from time to time) the breathtaking highs and exhilarating moments, something else may be happening. Author M. Scott Peck put it so well when he wrote that “the death of romantic love can be the start of true love.”
In our early years, Lydia and I felt that being married meant we had to do something dramatic all the time to keep it going. But as we got older, the doing often gave way to just being. Where before, love had to be “proven” by the sparkling diamond on her finger, or the great trip abroad, or the special dinner with wine in some plush place, love in our 29-year marriage feels no compulsion to prove itself as dramatically. Having long walks, conversations after dinner, holding hands during long drives, snuggling in bed or just simply being together – sometimes without even talking – have often taken the place of all that. While sex can still be as great as ever, the truth is, as an older couple, we have discovered other ways to remain interested in each other. There is not only comfort but magic in the “ordinary,” as one realizes that love can be expressed in simply caring or supporting each other’s steps towards personal and spiritual growth.
One of the big recent highlights of our journey as life partners was Lydia’s big cancer scare three years ago. We felt so helpless as we tried to deal with the fear of losing each other. But we took it on as a couple. As far as we were concerned, we both had cancer. Those were days of great emotional upheaval. Ironically, they were also moments of calm and assurance. Even as we cried about it, we also learned that we loved each other enough to willingly suffer together because, paradoxically, by doing so, we eased each other’s pain.
This may sound flippant, if not cruel, but looking back, I can say that if I could only guarantee survival, I would recommend cancer to everyone because of what it has done for Lydia and me. It has been such a rare opportunity to meet and accept unconditionally the hard-to-take faces of love that we often run away from. Yet when we bit the bullet, we opened ourselves to greater depth and began to see the face of the Divine in the other human being we had chosen to love. Only then did we realize that all the suffering made sense.
In the end, the very suffering we undergo turns into something eternally beautiful.
on Saturday, 29 October 2011
in Thoughts, musings, ruminations, music in the mind
Eternally beautiful
Posted on November 01, 2006 by jimparedes
Humming in my UNIVERSE By Jim Paredes
The Philippine STAR 11/05/2006
Exactly 29 years ago on Oct. 29, Lydia and I walked down the aisle. She was 20 and I was 25, both of us wide-eyed but so sure of ourselves and our decision to stay together forever as we plunged into matrimony. We were sure, the way young people tend to be certain, that it was going to be an adventure. But little did we know that it was going to be a big one, probably the biggest one we’d ever know.
Getting married is like signing a blank check. You have no idea how much it will cost you. You are committing an unquantifiable amount of material and emotional capital – time, money, patience, sacrifice, and an infinite number of things you have not even begun to imagine that you must deal with eventually.
Many of them are real minefields as Lydia and I, like all couples, soon discovered. There are the in-laws, kids, expenses, the balance between career and family life, personal habits, sex, jealousy, etc. There is also the process of arriving at a “negotiated settlement” on how to deal with things like getting along with each other’s friends, child rearing, spending habits, religion, hobbies, and how much “independence” the partners should be allowed. The institution of marriage, as we inherited it, was very complicated.
One of the things I found out much later in our married life is that there is a difference between a love affair and a marriage. A love affair has a dynamic that is different from a marital bond. Generally, love affairs are not meant to last. They are meant to have a beginning and an end. Why? Because they are about two separate people bonded by romantic, oceanic feelings of what seems like love. They live for the intense feeling, riding it as far as it will go and split up when the thrill is gone.
Marriage, on the other hand, is the experience of life by two people as a couple. Many times, new couples discover that they are not an easy fit, as Lydia and I discovered early on. That’s why in a marital relationship one must necessarily give up big parts of himself/herself to the union to get a payback. While one may still want some privacy and independence, one cannot have them without a large dose of a shared life. From the start until the end, marriage is about two people experiencing one and the same lifetime.
It starts with romance and the sexual thrill of being with each other, but you can only count on those for so long. Anyone married for more than 10 years can attest that there are times when the attraction which seemed so strong when you first laid eyes on each other as single people can be non-existent for long periods. Viewed from the perspective of a love affair, that is certainly not a good thing. One may feel like the journey has reached a stretch of uninteresting flatlands. The joyride is over.
But from the perspective of a long marriage, this is simply a hiatus of sorts, or may even be the first signs of a qualitative change in the way one loves. It can be disconcerting at first but if you stick around long enough, the picture starts to get clearer. While gone may be (from time to time) the breathtaking highs and exhilarating moments, something else may be happening. Author M. Scott Peck put it so well when he wrote that “the death of romantic love can be the start of true love.”
In our early years, Lydia and I felt that being married meant we had to do something dramatic all the time to keep it going. But as we got older, the doing often gave way to just being. Where before, love had to be “proven” by the sparkling diamond on her finger, or the great trip abroad, or the special dinner with wine in some plush place, love in our 29-year marriage feels no compulsion to prove itself as dramatically. Having long walks, conversations after dinner, holding hands during long drives, snuggling in bed or just simply being together – sometimes without even talking – have often taken the place of all that. While sex can still be as great as ever, the truth is, as an older couple, we have discovered other ways to remain interested in each other. There is not only comfort but magic in the “ordinary,” as one realizes that love can be expressed in simply caring or supporting each other’s steps towards personal and spiritual growth.
One of the big recent highlights of our journey as life partners was Lydia’s big cancer scare three years ago. We felt so helpless as we tried to deal with the fear of losing each other. But we took it on as a couple. As far as we were concerned, we both had cancer. Those were days of great emotional upheaval. Ironically, they were also moments of calm and assurance. Even as we cried about it, we also learned that we loved each other enough to willingly suffer together because, paradoxically, by doing so, we eased each other’s pain.
This may sound flippant, if not cruel, but looking back, I can say that if I could only guarantee survival, I would recommend cancer to everyone because of what it has done for Lydia and me. It has been such a rare opportunity to meet and accept unconditionally the hard-to-take faces of love that we often run away from. Yet when we bit the bullet, we opened ourselves to greater depth and began to see the face of the Divine in the other human being we had chosen to love. Only then did we realize that all the suffering made sense.
In the end, the very suffering we undergo turns into something eternally beautiful.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Happy 28th Birthday!
Dear Mahal,
Happy 28th birthday! Thank you for everything.
Love always,
Jing
~~~
SHOW ME YOUR SMILE
APO Hiking Society
Show me your smile and then kiss me
Tell me you love me again
Come to my room and then lye in my bed
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it just doesn't show
Giving is my way of loving
It’s the only way that I know
I've got nothing much, I’ve got nothing to show
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it doesn’t seem so
CHORUS:
Love me forever,
Love me all night through
Love me for a lifetime
I live my life for only you
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it doesn’t seem so
Show me your smile and then kiss me
Tell me you love me again
Come to my room and then lye in my bed
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it just doesn’t show
Happy 28th birthday! Thank you for everything.
Love always,
Jing
~~~
SHOW ME YOUR SMILE
APO Hiking Society
Show me your smile and then kiss me
Tell me you love me again
Come to my room and then lye in my bed
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it just doesn't show
Giving is my way of loving
It’s the only way that I know
I've got nothing much, I’ve got nothing to show
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it doesn’t seem so
CHORUS:
Love me forever,
Love me all night through
Love me for a lifetime
I live my life for only you
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it doesn’t seem so
Show me your smile and then kiss me
Tell me you love me again
Come to my room and then lye in my bed
I love you, you know
Although sometimes it just doesn’t show
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Special weekend
I was given a special weekend...
I went home last Friday with my Mama and Papa. For two consecutive Fridays, they waited for me so that we could go home together. For some reason, I know they like it this way Рme going home every weekend instead of every other weekend. These days, going home has been everybody's priority because of Miguel. By the way, I had a meeting at Los Ba̱os last Wednesday and immediately after the meeting I went home to Alaminos to see our little angel. I was so sad last Tuesday when i heard the news that his doctor found a lump on his lung (not sure whether it is on the left or on the right).
Anyways, I was able to spend time with him and his parents, with Inay and Carlo, with my Mama and Papa, and with Jopet last weekend.
... with Miguel
Miguel and his new socks/shoes. He is getting taller and taller every time I see him. His dietician said that he gained .3 kilo since the last time she saw him. But he still needs 1.3 kilos in order to meet the standard weight for his age, which is 5 kilos. Nevertheless, we are very happy for the improvement. I was quite amazed at how much milk he consumes every day. Five (5) days lang sa kanya yung milk niya na 500g samantalang dati 2 weeks yun. =) So yes, I am certain that he will be ok now. In his own way, he is assuring us that the battle he is fighting is something that he will win in the end. =)
... with Inay and Carlo
The age difference between these two persons and the chemistry they create never cease to amaze me. =) Papa asked me to go to SM to have his cell phones fixed. So i asked Inay, who is currently staying with us in Alaminos, to accompany me. When we’re about to leave Taluts called to inform us that Tito Mike will bring Carlo with him to our place. When Inay heard this, I though I saw sparks in her eyes. Kapag si Carlo kasi ang pupunta ng SM isinasama lagi niya si Inay. This time, its Inay’s turn to bring Carlo to SM. It was an adventure for me, because we were not with Mama or with Taluts or with Papa. I was the one in charge of the two lovely persons. =) Here are their pictures together. I found it so beautiful that the 70 years age difference is almost negligible because of how much they love each other. Inay assisted Carlo while he played at WOF. On the other hand, it was Carlo who assisted Inay while she shopped for a faucet replacement and some toiletries.
... with Jopet
Two weeks ago, Jopet promised to do something for me but at the last minute, he told me that he was not sure if he wanted to do it! I was furious, kung hindi ba naman talaga siyang naghanap ng away ng ganun. Kung magkalapit lang kami, I could have punched him. But like all our misunderstandings in the past, this one did not last longer than a day. I do not know how he does that but he has his way of making me smile. Marunong maglambing!
We usually meet in Bicutan. But last Sunday he insisted on meeting me in Alabang. Travelling all the way from Fairview to Alabang just to meet me was actually enough, but wait! While having our lunch, he asked me to close my eyes because he’s going to give me something. After much hesitation, I just covered my face and looked the other way. Then he showed me this..
He said, “Nagustuhan mo no? Kasi may lalagyan?!” Sabay smile. Then he showed me the handle of the container. Panalo! :) He stayed until yesterday so that we could have lunch together. :)
~~~
Last Sunday, while looking at the picture of Mark Bautista, he commented that it was edited in Photoshop because of the lighting. I asked why the artist/photographer had to do that, he told me that it was for Mark Bautista to look like he is “wired”. After explaining what being “wired” means, I asked, “eh ikaw, wired ka din?” Sabi niya... “No. I’m plump.” Haha! Tawa talaga ako. I thought he would insist that he is “wired” din. Buti na lang hindi kung hindi lagot siya samin ni Arlene. =D
Seriously, I super like it that he is a bit on the plump side. :)
~~~
Jopet and I are like afternoon and night, dawn and mid morning. Not opposite but not really alike. I would like to think that we just complement each other. And we exert effort to work on our differences.
He is adjusting on..
- Walking. Growing up in LB, I am very fond of walking. He hates it. We almost always fight every time I ask him to walk even short distances. But lately I observe that he is exerting effort in spending time walking with me to different places - kahit pa malayo-layo ng konti. =)
- Messy room/house. I hate it every time he does not put something back to its original place. As in hate! Last weekend I saw that he arranged the seat cover and the slippers and the papers on the table after using them. =) He even washed “some” of the dishes that Arlene used. =)
On the other hand, I am learning how to..
- Use electric fan.
- Lessen my kasungitan every time may nagugulo siya sa gamit ko.
There are still a lot to learn but we are taking one happy step at a time towards achieving them.
~~~
My Super Crush
Before: Mark Nelson
Now: Dereck Ramsey
=)
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Happy New Year, again!
Two years. I never thought we would last this long, but then we did.
Thank you…
for your patience whenever I am having my mood swings;
for your time, whenever I demand for more than what you are giving me;
for your beautiful and contagious laugh, whenever I am lonely and sad;
for your kindness, whenever I am too mad to even be kind at you;
for your sweetness,
for your hugs,
for your prayers,
for your love.
For everything, thank you.
I love you so much.
Hindi ko malimutan kung kalian, nagsimula matutong ikaw lang ang mahalin… :)
Kiss!
Thank you…
for your patience whenever I am having my mood swings;
for your time, whenever I demand for more than what you are giving me;
for your beautiful and contagious laugh, whenever I am lonely and sad;
for your kindness, whenever I am too mad to even be kind at you;
for your sweetness,
for your hugs,
for your prayers,
for your love.
For everything, thank you.
I love you so much.
Hindi ko malimutan kung kalian, nagsimula matutong ikaw lang ang mahalin… :)
Kiss!
Tuesday, June 07, 2011
Pang tele-novela na dialogue
3:15 pm, through text
Jopet: Paano kung magising ka na lang isang araw at malaman mo na hindi mo na ako mahal?
Jing: Mamahalin pa rin kita. Aalahanin ko nung una pa lang kitang minahal. Ikaw, paano kung magising ka na lang isang araw at malalaman mong hindi mo na ako mahal?
Jopet: Hindi na lang ako gigising...
~~~
Anu kayang nakain ng bata? Tsk! =)
Jopet: Paano kung magising ka na lang isang araw at malaman mo na hindi mo na ako mahal?
Jing: Mamahalin pa rin kita. Aalahanin ko nung una pa lang kitang minahal. Ikaw, paano kung magising ka na lang isang araw at malalaman mong hindi mo na ako mahal?
Jopet: Hindi na lang ako gigising...
~~~
Anu kayang nakain ng bata? Tsk! =)
Sunday, May 08, 2011
Thank you
He left for Los Ba̱os at around 3:00 pm; he arrived at 6:20 pm Рalmost three and a half hours ride from his place to the venue just to attend my graduation.
Having seated in the front row, he asked me to look at my left where some of the guests stood, and there he was all lovely in his green polo. He waved. I smiled.
He silently clapped his hands for me. I have never felt so loved and so proud to be where I was that time. I finally graduated after a year of cramming for my thesis. And he was there, with my family, sharing the glory with me.
I got back to my seat after receiving my diploma. He was there at the side again, clapping his heart out. He told me later that he was so proud of me and that I looked beautiful in my Filipi̱ana gown with sablay. I looked like a princess daw... prinsesa ng mga tribu (sabay tawa). I wasn't sure if he believed me when I told him that I super love the sound of his laughter Рso sweet and sincere, kahit na puro kalokohan lang ang pinagtatawanan.
Later that night, I remembered thanking God for sending me someone to love.
6:25 pm
Jopet: Tingin ka sa kaliwa mo.
6:26 pm
Jing: Ang guwapo mo naman.
Having seated in the front row, he asked me to look at my left where some of the guests stood, and there he was all lovely in his green polo. He waved. I smiled.
6:26 pm
Jopet: I’m so proud of you kahit pangit ka.
6:27 pm
Jing: Thank you, pangit ka din. I’m so glad you are here. I
love you.
He silently clapped his hands for me. I have never felt so loved and so proud to be where I was that time. I finally graduated after a year of cramming for my thesis. And he was there, with my family, sharing the glory with me.
I got back to my seat after receiving my diploma. He was there at the side again, clapping his heart out. He told me later that he was so proud of me and that I looked beautiful in my Filipi̱ana gown with sablay. I looked like a princess daw... prinsesa ng mga tribu (sabay tawa). I wasn't sure if he believed me when I told him that I super love the sound of his laughter Рso sweet and sincere, kahit na puro kalokohan lang ang pinagtatawanan.
Later that night, I remembered thanking God for sending me someone to love.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Instead of a RING...
he gave me this...
December 12, 2010
Lola Itang's Pension House and Restaurant
Puerto Princesa, Palawan
December 12, 2010
Lola Itang's Pension House and Restaurant
Puerto Princesa, Palawan
Tuesday, April 05, 2011
D'Birdie Love
Hindi ko malimutan kung kailan
Nagsimula matutong ikaw lang ang mahalin
At di ko malimutan kung kailan ko natikman
Ang tamis ng iyong halik
Yakap na napakahigpit,
Pag-ibig mong tunay hanggang langit
~ "Pag-ibig" by Apo Hiking Society
I love you D'Birdie. So much.
Nagsimula matutong ikaw lang ang mahalin
At di ko malimutan kung kailan ko natikman
Ang tamis ng iyong halik
Yakap na napakahigpit,
Pag-ibig mong tunay hanggang langit
~ "Pag-ibig" by Apo Hiking Society
I love you D'Birdie. So much.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
One year and one quarter
Because I Dreamed You
by Gail Vareilles and Tommy Faragher
You’re heart and soul above the rest
You’re cutest when your hair is messed
I love that your belly’s almost fat
The way you scratch my back like a pussycat
All my life I was looking for you
I didn’t know how I was going to find you
So then I dreamed you
I had to dream you
I love the way you apologize
I’m always right in your eyes
I love the way when you’re with me
Pretty girls walk by but you don’t see
All my life I was looking for you
Then I knew how I was going to find you
I had to dream you
I had to dream you
The sweetest dream, a dream come true
Out of the dream, and in came you
You hold my head while I fall asleep
Your love for me, a river deep
All my life I was looking for you
No one ever loved me like you do
Because I dreamed you
So glad I dreamed you
All my life I was looking for you
No one ever loved me like you do
Because I dreamed you
Because I dreamed you
by Gail Vareilles and Tommy Faragher
You’re heart and soul above the rest
You’re cutest when your hair is messed
I love that your belly’s almost fat
The way you scratch my back like a pussycat
All my life I was looking for you
I didn’t know how I was going to find you
So then I dreamed you
I had to dream you
I love the way you apologize
I’m always right in your eyes
I love the way when you’re with me
Pretty girls walk by but you don’t see
All my life I was looking for you
Then I knew how I was going to find you
I had to dream you
I had to dream you
The sweetest dream, a dream come true
Out of the dream, and in came you
You hold my head while I fall asleep
Your love for me, a river deep
All my life I was looking for you
No one ever loved me like you do
Because I dreamed you
So glad I dreamed you
All my life I was looking for you
No one ever loved me like you do
Because I dreamed you
Because I dreamed you
Monday, February 01, 2010
Integration Process
Jopet and I attended the 2010 Comics, Manga, & Graphic Novels Seminar hosted by Glasshouse Graphics Inc. yesterday from 10 am to 8pm at the De La Salle - College of Saint Benilde.
Having attended numerous scientific meetings, conferences and fora, this seminar took me into a whole new dimension by introducing me into the world of graphic arts – world full of beauty and intricacy. People who attended the event were overflowing with passion for their craft that they willingly share their portfolios to fellow artists for their comments and criticism, which I think were all constructive.
Jopet’s work entitled “Wolverine” was chosen by Mr. David Campiti, CEO and President of Glasshouse, as one his many examples in his lectures. For a brief moment, I felt what it was like to be a mother, beaming and proud as the two other budding artists recognized him (I even heard a hint of admiration) as the one who created the featured “Wolverine” art. =)
Immediately after the seminar at around 8:30pm, we proceeded to Quiapo to visit its famous Church. Since it was my first time there, we said our wishes (I hope he really did… because I did =), bought a dvd worth 50pesos and went home at around 11:00 pm.
It was a fun and fulfilling day, full of new learning and new experiences. A process of integration – his world into mine and my world into his.
Having attended numerous scientific meetings, conferences and fora, this seminar took me into a whole new dimension by introducing me into the world of graphic arts – world full of beauty and intricacy. People who attended the event were overflowing with passion for their craft that they willingly share their portfolios to fellow artists for their comments and criticism, which I think were all constructive.
Jopet’s work entitled “Wolverine” was chosen by Mr. David Campiti, CEO and President of Glasshouse, as one his many examples in his lectures. For a brief moment, I felt what it was like to be a mother, beaming and proud as the two other budding artists recognized him (I even heard a hint of admiration) as the one who created the featured “Wolverine” art. =)
Immediately after the seminar at around 8:30pm, we proceeded to Quiapo to visit its famous Church. Since it was my first time there, we said our wishes (I hope he really did… because I did =), bought a dvd worth 50pesos and went home at around 11:00 pm.
It was a fun and fulfilling day, full of new learning and new experiences. A process of integration – his world into mine and my world into his.
Wednesday, December 02, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
Happy 2nd Birthday
Dear GG,
I just finished listening to my recorded conversation with Arlene last May 9, 2009. You see my 2-year old cell phone has this feature that can record anything including telephone conversations. Anyhow, the last thing that I said in that phone conversation with my BFF was “Arlene, I am now appointing you to be part of my Search Committee”. Thirteen days after, she introduced me to you.
It was one of my goals for 2009 – to go and visit a new place every month. It started when we went to Sagada last December 2008. Since then, I had been to different places. For May, it was Cagbalete at Mauban, Quezon. I prepared for this trip. I was so excited to go somewhere new to forget the old.
You were such a snob when I first met you. You did not even look at me when I offered you some cookies. It was like you had a stiff neck or something – I was seated behind you, remember? During the whole trip to Cagbalete, you did not even acknowledge that I exist. But I did notice that you have a firm hand when you helped me get into the boat.
It never even occurred to me that you and I would become friends – much less sweethearts. And yet here we are... on our 2nd month already. It seems like I have known you for years! The Universe never fails to amaze me. Just when I was ready to give up on love, here it comes offering me something that I could not resist – your friendship and your love.
I know many people would not agree but, I want to thank you for being very kind to me and for being so loving. Probably it also helped that you are into explaining things. Not once did I feel that you don’t love me. And even for that alone, I am very grateful.
The other night, you were thanking me for loving you. I wanted you to know that I feel the same way with you - thank you for walking into my life, unexpected and unannounced, bringing in with you wonderful and (if I may say) out-of-my-world things. But most of all, I want to thank you also for loving me.
Looking forward to more days, more months, and more years ahead with you.
Mwah! =)
Hugging you tightly...
I just finished listening to my recorded conversation with Arlene last May 9, 2009. You see my 2-year old cell phone has this feature that can record anything including telephone conversations. Anyhow, the last thing that I said in that phone conversation with my BFF was “Arlene, I am now appointing you to be part of my Search Committee”. Thirteen days after, she introduced me to you.
It was one of my goals for 2009 – to go and visit a new place every month. It started when we went to Sagada last December 2008. Since then, I had been to different places. For May, it was Cagbalete at Mauban, Quezon. I prepared for this trip. I was so excited to go somewhere new to forget the old.
You were such a snob when I first met you. You did not even look at me when I offered you some cookies. It was like you had a stiff neck or something – I was seated behind you, remember? During the whole trip to Cagbalete, you did not even acknowledge that I exist. But I did notice that you have a firm hand when you helped me get into the boat.
It never even occurred to me that you and I would become friends – much less sweethearts. And yet here we are... on our 2nd month already. It seems like I have known you for years! The Universe never fails to amaze me. Just when I was ready to give up on love, here it comes offering me something that I could not resist – your friendship and your love.
I know many people would not agree but, I want to thank you for being very kind to me and for being so loving. Probably it also helped that you are into explaining things. Not once did I feel that you don’t love me. And even for that alone, I am very grateful.
The other night, you were thanking me for loving you. I wanted you to know that I feel the same way with you - thank you for walking into my life, unexpected and unannounced, bringing in with you wonderful and (if I may say) out-of-my-world things. But most of all, I want to thank you also for loving me.
Looking forward to more days, more months, and more years ahead with you.
Mwah! =)
Hugging you tightly...
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