Entries for September, 2004

My Wubsies

After gazillions of shots, we finally got one that we liked.

Click! -> Carrie. Charlotte. Miranda. Heh.

Which reminds me.

My friend and I had an SATC marathon again. Season 6 this time, minus the finale. Wow. It was great. And as always it catapulted me into a pensive mood - the fruits of which I shall keep to myself.

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Saturday. D-day. Agh!

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unbeknownst | 12:32 PM

I feel like -

Crap.

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unbeknownst | 08:47 PM

Introversion

We make up cages of our own design and we wonder why our lives are as they are.

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I need to learn how to be more tolerant. At my current level of irritability, I'm getting myself real nice and ready for an early heart attack.

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Sshh. Close your eyes, take a deep breath. Exhale.

Let's work on that sluggish smile reflex now, shall we?

Coldplay's The Scientist Sock it to me.

unbeknownst | 10:53 PM

PAR-TAY!!

I PASSED! I MADE IT!

Yeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeyeye!!!!!!!!

I am now a licensed Medical Technologist!

Yes!

AND the number one placer is from the University of Santo Tomas! Wuhoo!!!!

Now the sad news is I am officially unemployed. Hahaha!

But still - YEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY!

Thank you God! Wihee!!

Queen's We are the Champions 31 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 03:09 PM

Where are the Noah Calhouns?

Yes, I watched The Notebook.

Yes, I was one of those who suddenly got a case of the sniffles during the movie.

I had read the book about two years ago and I cried while reading it, too. Hehe.

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(I come up for air.)

They leave me with no choice. I have to go with them. I don't know how I feel about it. They didn't believe me then, and they still don't believe me now. Well, their stubbornness made me ponder about it. I just don't want to -- anymore. Or maybe I'm just telling myself that. Maybe I'm just plain scared.

Oh well.

Sugarfree's Sinta 13 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 06:59 PM

Bring me to the haven.

There are so many things I want to do. What if I won't be able to do all of them? What if I find myself doing too many things at once and not be able to handle them? I think I need to learn what I can do now and what I can put off.

I don't want to find myself one day looking back on my life and wishing I did this and tried that.

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You know what? I miss you. When we talk everything seems to fall into perspective. You're what I need right now. Kick some sense into my system.

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Let me be.

I already keep too many thoughts and emotions inside. If I keep them all to myself, I'm sure I'd burst at the seams one day.

Please don't judge me if you don't know where I'm coming from. This is precisely why I end up keeping things to myself. All by my lonesome doesn't sound too bad right now.

Ludlum's The Scorpio Illusion 10 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 05:54 PM

Babble

I smell tuyo. I miss it. I'll have that for breakfast.

My lolo's being cute again. He came from the bakery with a paper bag in his hands, proclaiming, "PANDE-KOWKOW! PANDE-KOWKOW!" Hehe.

I forgot where I got this URL but it was what I needed. After hearing Salma Hayek's interview, I decided that I liked her, and that she had a sensible head on her shoulders.

http://www.oprah.com/omagazine/200309/flash/200309_shayek.jhtml

Did anybody catch Sting last night on Oprah at Studio 23? Ibang klase talaga.

Sting's Moonlight 12 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 07:43 PM

Help. Please? Coffeetalk.

I didn't like the double chocolate chip muffin of Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf. It desperately needed moisture. Their pasta dishes, on the other hand, were superb.

Why are coffee places like this? WHY?

The best cakes and sweetstuff I've tasted so far are from Figaro. (and Bizu, but they don't count because they're more of a pastry shop - they have a sinful cheesecake brownie.)

Please, if anyone here can recommend which food to order in which coffee places -- tell me! Help me save my mom's hard-earned money! Hehe.

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Sometimes I feel like I'm blogging about nothing. Crap.

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unbeknownst | 01:56 AM

The Day That Was

It’s official. I am now a registered professional. (Do I say that with dread?) Hehe. I spent the morning at the Professional Regulation Commission falling in line, pasting my pictures, filling up forms and finally signing three times in the Roster of Registered Professionals. Naks. I saw our proctor at the Board Exam. I distinctly remember him telling me after the last test that I’ll pass. He said it was just a gut feeling. When I saw him this morning he said, “I told you you’ll pass!” We chatted while I waited for my other friends to finish registering. I was touched that he remembered me. That was nice of him.


Familiar Strangers

Do you know any familiar strangers? You know, they're the people whom you see all the time and sometimes smile at. I got to talk to one of mine this morning. He was a classmate in review class. We never talked to each other before but I liked seeing him in class. He's good looking and dresses well. (and I wouldn't be surprised if he liked Cher or Madonna or Regine Velasquez. Need I say more?) While I was asking for a form to fill out he suddenly came up from behind me. We became instant friends. I accompanied him while he had his picture taken and he accompanied me while I finished registering. How nice.


Sugarfree on MTB

(Was it MTB? I'm not sure.) A PRC person turned on the television at noon. I was waiting in line so I got to watch Sugarfree play Sinta with this actor. This is just my opinion but I wish the guy had more respect for the band, and the song. It seemed like it was his first time to sing in a band, and he was getting pumped up by the experience. It seemed as though he wanted to upstage Ebe and he was close to screaming the song instead of singing it. Sinta isn't a rock song. Maybe he didn't know that. Hmm - maybe I'm just being too much of a critic.

Oh well.


I started my Figaro food adventure this afternoon. (It's Chino's fault! Heh.) It was a Fudgy Oatmeal Bar. They heated it before they served it. It was in a perfect state of gooey-ness and sweetness. The perfect compliment to the strong-flavored iced cafe mocha. Would have been better with a cup of Barako but I needed a cool drink. Mmm-mm, nevertheless.



Ah. My first long-winded entry.

John le Carre's The Tailor of Panama 23 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 01:21 AM

1 gallon = 3,785 milliliters

Shakey's and their service charge.

It was a date. Off I went to SM North (which, I have to say, is the easiest and most convenient mall to go to for me) to meet up with two other medtech friends. We had lunch at Shakey's where we got our phone calculators out so we could decide what we could eat since one friend only had 160 pesos to spare. We finally decided on a thin-crust 8-inch bellybuster, mojos and chicken and pasta meals for each of us. After a bellybusting meal, indeed, we got the check and found out that we forgot to include the service charge. FIFTY pesos for service charge? And we hardly even saw the waiters and waitresses.

Verdict: I never liked Shakey's pizza. The chicken was good, though. I'm not a fan of mojos.

Blood talk

After some walking around to get the food down, we went to Philippine Children's Medical Center to donate blood. My friend and I are trying to make our donations constant. We have this goal of becoming galloners, which will only happen after the ninth donation. (usual donation = 450 milliliters; hence, the title. I only have five more to go!) What could be more fulfilling than giving a part of yourself to someone who needs it?

Having spent a good part of last year as an intern at the PCMC lab, coming back meant seeing familiar faces. It's always a nice feeling to come back but everytime we do, before entering the door, we have attacks of shyness. It wasn't our place anymore.

Filled out the form. Weight. Pulse. Blood pressure. Physical exam. Then off we went to the bleeding room.

I wish I allowed the intern to get my blood. I wanted him to, but I suddenly panicked. When he placed the tourniquet on my arm, my pulse started racing and my breath started coming in short spurts. A staff-friend bled me instead. Next time I'm going to make sure I ask for an intern and I'll prepare myself for it. How else would interns learn unless there would be people courageous enough to allow them to stick needles in their veins? I should help them, I was once an intern too.

I felt good, nevertheless.


The music

Rehearsal. I could feel just how much we've improved. It was great. Sam, ang gwapo mo talaga.

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Two days ago it was jefoks' birthday. I met her officemates, who were an easygoing bunch. It was nice meeting new people with no hang-ups and whom you could engage in good conversation. With alcohol in our systems, we amused ourselves with Erap jokes, corny jokes, Uno Stacko, a frisbee and Dance Revo. I'm no fan of beer but man, it never tasted so good.

New Order's Regret 4 tweaked.

unbeknownst | 01:59 AM

It's just the way it is.

Last Friday night.

The gig was good. Nothing beats the rush you get when you play. I was so taken by this one song of ours that I could literally hear my heart pounding OVER the music.

(This one time, early this year, I felt the emotion of the song so intensely that while I was singing, my cheeks twitched - like I was in danger of crying.)

A friend was able to get footage of the set. I haven't seen it yet, but I have listened to it over the phone. I could hear all the mistakes I made. Hehe. My bandmate said that sometimes I was obvious because I would flash this guilty smile. Tsk. I should stop that, I know.

Art

Pardon this - I'm no art critic.

The exhibit at Big Sky featured Nix Puno. Man, the guy is good. It was amazing how much life he captured in his paintings. The characters were done comic-style, but with much more detail, in my opinion. He had the facial expressions down pat. The paintings were funny but made you think. I want to describe some of his paintings but I wouldn't be able to give them justice. You have to see them for yourself. The exhibit will run until October 17 (I think). Big Sky is at Doña Juana Rodriguez corner 14th Street in New Manila. (It's across the McDonald's on E. Rodriguez plus a few steps.)


Of Sea Lions and Orcas

I watched Be the Creature on National Geographic last night. There were these two guys who spent more than twenty days just trying to catch orcas (killer whales) hunting. The prey were baby sea lions who were still learning how to swim. An orca would suddenly swim up to the beach and grab a pup, then it would twitch its whole body until it was back in the water. It was amazing to see because these orcas were endangering their lives when they did this. There was a possibility that they wouldn't be able to get back into the water - which meant eventual death. My heart went out to the sea lions who were caught, and I wondered why they didn't try to get out of harm's way when they saw the whale. One of the guys said although sea lions are really fast in the water, they have difficulty moving around on the sand, so even if they wanted to evade the whale, they couldn't. Hay.

Yes, I was fascinated by the show. I love animals, just as long as they look non-threatening. Heh.

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unbeknownst | 10:56 AM

Rambling 3

Remind me that wit and nonchalance can only get me so far. Here I am again, being indecisive and unsure and shy and assertive all at the same time. Ack. I'm blabbering again. This is the typical me. I got to talk to one of my best friends an hour ago. She knows how I tick, thank God for that. Someone else would have given up on how silly I sounded.

Someone told me before, after reading my blog, that I was sort of like playing chess with someone. I desire results but don't want my intentions to be known. And I couldn't help thinking that there was some truth to that. Well hey, it's happening again.

I feel frumpy and silly. I'm making no sense.

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unbeknownst | 12:47 AM

Pardon your French*

So.

Yeah.

There's a roller coaster inside my stomach. It's been going at full speed for the past hour or two. Wahh. My peanut butter and jelly sandwich for breakfast is threatening to make a reappearance.

Ick.


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*FULL-FLEDGED. Not full-pledge.

Pronunciation: -'flejd
Function: adjective
1 : fully developed : TOTAL, COMPLETE [a full-fledged war]
2 : having attained complete status [full-fledged lawyer]

Okay?

Okay.

Whew.

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unbeknownst | 12:24 PM

Oathtaking

Manila Hotel, Fiesta Pavilion. September 29, Wednesday.




The food was bad.

Casa Marinero, Inramuros, Manila. Testimonial Dinner (expenses shouldered by UST!) afterwards.





The food was better.

*to be updated.

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unbeknownst | 02:04 AM