Saturday, July 4, 2009

Serye

26 June 2009, Friday.

12 o’clock noon:

It was a slow and quiet day, which, for the office, meant no clients to entertain or paper to file. A colleague voiced out his desire to watch a movie. Taking my eyes off the computer screen for the first time since I arrived that day, I suggested Transformers: Revenge of the Fallen, a choice that was immediately seconded by the rest. So was the movie worth the afternoon sneak from the office? I would have to say ‘yes’ for the simple reason that it’s the nastiest piece of metal action there is.

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6 o’clock in the evening:

It being the last Friday of the month, we proceeded to Indulgence Spa for our monthly massage as soon as we arrived at the office. For Php350.00/person (anti-stress massage), we got the steam room, shower, and an iced tea for free. Maybe it was the rather long robot movie, or maybe the weeks prior to this day were just too tiring, that I slept through all those pushing and pulling. The next thing I knew, the masseuse was waking me up.

8 o’clock in the evening:

We decided to have dinner before we head home, and as the strip where the spa is located is lined with food establishments, we picked Pancake House. The servings were still small, the prices were still exorbitant, and the dish I had, Roast Beef Special Set, was not so special. I should have gone for the pasta dishes.

 28 June 2009, Sunday.

10 o’clock in the morning:

I had to go to the mall to buy some gears needed for a class I intend to enrol in. All done, I passed by Astroplus (The Block), one of the two stores – the other being Odyssey – I go to for my discs, and got myself Michael Jackson’s 25 Thriller in memory of the King of Pop. Surprisingly, I never had an album of the guy.

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1 o’clock in the afternoon:

Lunch was with my cousin whom I affectionately call ‘Krungkrung’, and we discussed about life in general over Jollibee burger value meals. I never hide the fact that I’m a McDonald’s fan, but I visit the Bee now and then. My favourite is their Jolly Hotdog, about the only chow I order when I stop by the chain. But on that day, I had a Cheesy Bacon Mushroom. The melted cheese was heavenly, the bacon was alright, the hamburger patties were kind of dull. I scraped off the mushrooms.

30 June 2009, Tuesday.

12 o’clock noon:

Lunch was at Wok Inn, and I highly recommend their sipa dish – ground beef/pork/chicken wrapped in lumpia (spring roll) wrapper garnished with tasty spices - and for a more flavourful touch, dip these rolls in their special sauce.

3 o’clock noon:

After some official business that could not be delayed, we had refreshments at Eve’s Cafe and Diner. Nothing really extraordinary with what we had – Cookies n’ Cream for me, Strawberry Smoothie for two of my colleagues and Latte for the other.

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6 o’clock in the evening:

A bit of a background: The office always makes a bet whenever Manny “Pacman” Pacquiao has a fight. When I was hired in December 2007, I was immediately listed as one of the bettors against Pacquiao. I didn’t mind; I’d vote for anybody versus Pacquiao. The Pacman had two fights since I was hired: Juan Manuel Marquez and Oscar dela Hoya. Both times, the office had dinner paid for by the losers in the bet.

My third Pacquiao bout was with Ricky Hatton. This time around, dinner was at Little Asia (Tomas Morato Avenue), a restaurant that offers delectable Asian recipes. The dishes were very reasonably priced, and we had hefty servings of every viand we ordered.

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2 July 2009, Thursday.

5.30 in the afternoon:

I so missed my former colleague and good friend, so was extremely glad when she decided to show herself after months of isolation. With three other present colleagues/friends, I had a dinner-cum-karaoke session-cum-swapping stories-cum-fun. It was at Pork Barrel, Congressional Avenuethe office frequents the one located at Kalayaan Avenue – and while the venue was not as nice and the food was not as good as the one at Kalayaan Avenue, the company more than made up for the flaws of the place.

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Whew.

Friday, July 3, 2009

Blame the rainy season…

Ulan by Cueshe

Lagi nalang umuulan
Parang walang katapusan
Tulad ng paghihirap ko ngayon
Parang walang humpay
Sa kabila ng lahat ng aking pagsisikap
Na limutin ka ay di pa rin magawa

Hindi naman ako tanga
Alam ko nang wala ka na
Pero mahirap lang na tanggapin
Di na kita kapiling
Iniwan mo akong nagiisa
Sa gitna ng dilim at basang-basa pa sa ulan

Pero wag mag-alala di na kita gagambalain
Alam ko namang ngayon may kapiling ka nang iba
Tanging hiling ko sa yo
Na sa tuwing umuulan
Maalala mo sanang may
Nagmamahal sa yo---ako

Lalalalalalalalala...

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Random Images

…In the eyes of a child, there is joy, there is laughter; there is hope, there is trust, a chance to shape the future;

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For the lessons of life there is no better teacher than the look in the eyes of a child…*

*excerpt from The Eyes Of A Child by Air Supply

 

 

 

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Saturday, May 16, 2009

My take on Danny Gokey

Except for Season 3, I have never followed American Idol as closely as this season’s. From the very first audition date to last Wednesday’s (Thursday in my country) Eliminations, I was glued to the television and hyperventilating over each contestant’s performance. And for the first time in 8 years, I have found my favourite Idol ever in the person of Daniel Jay Gokey.

He came off as cocky, arrogant to some; but, undeniably, he can sing. He may not be the most creative contestant this Season - I take my hats off to Kris Allen on that category, and I hope he wins (hahaha!); he may not be the most versatile – that belongs to Adam Lambert (such a nice guy); he may not have the hottest voice – I’m all for Matt Giraud on that score; still, I find Danny’s charm magnetic, and he drew me like no other contestant did (not even Michael Johns of Season 7 had such an effect on me), enough for me to take the time off everything and write about him on my blog.

His Rat Pack performance was my favourite of his performances, and I totally agree with Randy Jackson when the dude said Danny could record songs in that genre. Plus, he looked hot in a suit.

But why, oh why, did he have to go screaming during Rock night? Granted it was not his type of music, he could have turned that genre to his advantage if he had an ounce of creative juices up his sleeves. But then again, he’s not Kris, so I rest my case.

Ironically, his best performance was to be his swan song. Nevertheless, it was a good season, made even better with him around. I was loving every bit of him – from that really stylish haircut to his trendy glasses. And I’m going to love every bit of him that’ll come.

Danny or no Danny, I’m so looking forward to next week’s episode of the Idol show. And it doesn’t really matter who wins, for me anyway. The top two deserve the spot.

Monday, May 11, 2009

A Walk To Remember: Teenage Stuff

A Walk to Remember

Landon Carter could not wait to get out of Beaufort. Your typical high school student, he lived one day at a time, with peers who could not care less about school.

Jaime Sullivan, the town Reverend’s daughter, was the most boring person in school: immersed in books, seated alone in the cafeteria, spent the weekend teaching underprivileged kids. Her greatest ambition was “to witness a miracle.”

The two were very unlikely to get together, much less be seen together. But when Landon got into trouble at school, he found himself in Jaime’s company. He asked Jaime to help him read lines after school, for the drama he was unfortunate to have been forced into. Jaime acceded, with one condition:

Jaime: You have to promise not to fall in love  with me.

Landon: That’s not a problem.

I need not go on to inform everybody that Landon Carter, hot-shot in his school, fell in love with Jaime Sullivan, the school’s most obscure person. That’s the beauty of the movie: two people who are unlikely to fall in love with each other, do fall in love with each other. The plot may not be novel, but the movie could have been spectacular. Sadly, it wasn’t. The way it was made had in mind those stories from the Sweet Dreams books, books I read when I was in primary and secondary school. Having said that, I am thus disappointed that aside from the names of the characters, and the place that is Beaufort, I lost Nicholas Sparks’ novel. I’m thinking that coincidentally, the movie carried the same title as the novel. So did Nicholas Sparks intend the novel to be for lovesick teenagers? Or did he have the adults in mind too? Because, honestly, all I got from the movie was teenage stuff. Poignant, yes. Sweet, yes. But it spelled TEENAGE in neon lights.

I totally digged the soundtrack though.