Okay, so I am once again your resident jerk. To those whom I consistently blog, my sincerest apologies. It's just that you make me life so colorful and meaningful. And that's you, anonymous!
But enough of that. It's time to refocus my energy on the lighter side of life. From now on, no more writing about sentiments, about friends, about my life in general. Except, of course, in cases where there is a dire need to write about me.
Beginning today, I'll be writing about life's comedy of errors.
I was with a friend yesterday and she told us a story about her household help.
"I was going to a wedding sometime ago and I asked my maid to call a local hair salon for me -- Jun Encarnacion. I told her, 'Could you call up Jun Encarnacion for me. The number is listed in the directory,'" she recounted.
"She came back and told me she couldn't find it! I asked for the directory and asked her where she looked."
"'Isn't it under N for Encarnacion?'" the maid quipped.
My friend almost threw the directory at her in surprise and amusement. At least she made an effort. A for effort (read: ay-fort)?
Wednesday, January 26, 2005
Monday, January 24, 2005
The Rain After the Rainbow
People say that all good things must come to an end. In fact, if you think about it technically, all things, no matter if it's good or bad, must really come to an end. Happiness, just like a rainbow, ends abruptly, just like that. Think about the last time you were happy. How fast did it fade? Or did it fade at all or just instantaneously disappeared? How many time has tragedy replaced bliss? Does it always follow that there is rain after a rainbow has appeared?
Contrary to what many people say, life is really a rain after the rainbow thing. Who ever said that there's a rainbow always after the rain? Not in our lives, I don't think so. It's more of like the calm before the storm. Only, what we do feel are momentary blissful episodes followed by a period of tragedy, remorse, guilt or what have you.
I just came back from a weekend trip to a city far south of where I live. I was with some friends and we talked "business." I should say that it was a good trip. It was one of the more memorable local trips I have had for as long as I could remember.
Fast forward to today. A friend got angry at me. A former MBA classmate forgot who I was totally and even asked me if he knows me (now tell me, am I really that forgettable?). And to think it was just two days ago when I had the greatest ride of my life this month. And now, I'm back to the rain, the storm, the tumultuous sea that is life. And the worst thing about today: I am continuously craving for chocolates despite the fact that I'm on a diet. Why do you always crave for something that is not given to you or that you don't have? I guess that merits another blog entry.
Anyway, I promised myself not to be oversly sensitive this year. Who cares if people get mad at me? Who cares if someone forgets my name? No one! And that's just the way it is in this world. Sheesh! I should get a life (thanks to anonymous for this)!
And now, I'm off to search for that next calm. I am once again starting that quest for the next rainbow in my life. Damn. I hate rainbows.
Contrary to what many people say, life is really a rain after the rainbow thing. Who ever said that there's a rainbow always after the rain? Not in our lives, I don't think so. It's more of like the calm before the storm. Only, what we do feel are momentary blissful episodes followed by a period of tragedy, remorse, guilt or what have you.
I just came back from a weekend trip to a city far south of where I live. I was with some friends and we talked "business." I should say that it was a good trip. It was one of the more memorable local trips I have had for as long as I could remember.
Fast forward to today. A friend got angry at me. A former MBA classmate forgot who I was totally and even asked me if he knows me (now tell me, am I really that forgettable?). And to think it was just two days ago when I had the greatest ride of my life this month. And now, I'm back to the rain, the storm, the tumultuous sea that is life. And the worst thing about today: I am continuously craving for chocolates despite the fact that I'm on a diet. Why do you always crave for something that is not given to you or that you don't have? I guess that merits another blog entry.
Anyway, I promised myself not to be oversly sensitive this year. Who cares if people get mad at me? Who cares if someone forgets my name? No one! And that's just the way it is in this world. Sheesh! I should get a life (thanks to anonymous for this)!
And now, I'm off to search for that next calm. I am once again starting that quest for the next rainbow in my life. Damn. I hate rainbows.
Monday, January 17, 2005
Stag
I've never been to a stag party before. Nor have I been invited to one.
Yesterday, my friends/badminton buddies were talking about the stag party they held last week for one of our badminton buddies who is getting married this Friday. If only I knew they were coming up with one, I should have insisted on going.
Quite surprisingly, after feeling a little left-out, I was immediately swept back to reality that I have my goals this year, and being too sentimental about things is definitely not one of them. Cool. I just succeeded in psyching myself that there will always be other chances. Besides, I could always throw myself a stag party anytime I want to. It will just be me, with all the perks of a stag party all to myself!
I am a stag, anyway, and I deserve to party!
Yesterday, my friends/badminton buddies were talking about the stag party they held last week for one of our badminton buddies who is getting married this Friday. If only I knew they were coming up with one, I should have insisted on going.
Quite surprisingly, after feeling a little left-out, I was immediately swept back to reality that I have my goals this year, and being too sentimental about things is definitely not one of them. Cool. I just succeeded in psyching myself that there will always be other chances. Besides, I could always throw myself a stag party anytime I want to. It will just be me, with all the perks of a stag party all to myself!
I am a stag, anyway, and I deserve to party!
Monday, January 03, 2005
Miss Flor
Miss Flor is our household help. She is married and has three kids so there is no hint of infatuation from my side. She is just so funny that her antics deserve a blog entry of its own.
I remember sometime last year when my brothers and me were singing karaoke. She happened to pass by with her broom and listened in awe as we outbelted each other. As my youngest brother ended his song, she commented, "Nice voice! But you need to furlong your notes to make it better." My brothers and me looked at each other in utter amusement. Of course, furlonging it would prolong the beautiful melody, hence the song as well.
And then there was a time when we wanted to go the mall. She told my mother not to go there. "There are so many people in the mall today. There is a sales." And sales would be the year-end sale of the mall to dispose of its holiday apparels.
Yesterday, while doing the grocery, I asked her to get some apples from the fruit section. Normally, a person would get a clear plastic bag from a rack and fill it with apples. The person should then hand the bag over to a grocery personnel to have the bag weighed and stickered with a bar code. As I approached Miss Flor, I noticed that the apples were scattered all over the grocery cart. I asked her why the apples were not in a bag. She told me that they looked for a bag of apples and found none. As you know, the apples were not pre-packed and she was looking for the pre-packed ones. I told her that it needs to be stickered with a bar code. She replied that it already has a sticker, pointing at the label of the apple. I almost dropped the apples because I really wanted to laugh and roll on the floor.
She has a lot more antics but I left them in my Alzheimer's bank. She is really a comic relief and provides the family with a de-stressor every now and then. And that, my friends, is why Miss Flor deserves a space in this blog site.
I remember sometime last year when my brothers and me were singing karaoke. She happened to pass by with her broom and listened in awe as we outbelted each other. As my youngest brother ended his song, she commented, "Nice voice! But you need to furlong your notes to make it better." My brothers and me looked at each other in utter amusement. Of course, furlonging it would prolong the beautiful melody, hence the song as well.
And then there was a time when we wanted to go the mall. She told my mother not to go there. "There are so many people in the mall today. There is a sales." And sales would be the year-end sale of the mall to dispose of its holiday apparels.
Yesterday, while doing the grocery, I asked her to get some apples from the fruit section. Normally, a person would get a clear plastic bag from a rack and fill it with apples. The person should then hand the bag over to a grocery personnel to have the bag weighed and stickered with a bar code. As I approached Miss Flor, I noticed that the apples were scattered all over the grocery cart. I asked her why the apples were not in a bag. She told me that they looked for a bag of apples and found none. As you know, the apples were not pre-packed and she was looking for the pre-packed ones. I told her that it needs to be stickered with a bar code. She replied that it already has a sticker, pointing at the label of the apple. I almost dropped the apples because I really wanted to laugh and roll on the floor.
She has a lot more antics but I left them in my Alzheimer's bank. She is really a comic relief and provides the family with a de-stressor every now and then. And that, my friends, is why Miss Flor deserves a space in this blog site.
Reflections
Long time no blog once again. It has been about two weeks since I last visited this site.
Anyways, happy new year to you, Cerebro! I guess there is no better time to do some reflections on the past year than now. It was indeed a crazy year for me and for the people around me.
On Sentimentalities
The past year has been an emotional roller coaster for me. A lot of sensitivities were sparked inside due to some outside forces. I had a lot of sensitivity issues with friends, with my best friends, with family members and with classmates. It had been hard, trying to control the angst and the feelings of deprivation and rejection. It was so hard that all of those just got loose. Never mind who was at fault, although I must admit that all those bad days were spurred by my insecurities, I just had to vent it out, making me the most transparent person this side of town.
I lost a friend and almost lost one of my best friends somewhere along the way (nope, it wasn't registered in this blog. It happened long before this blog was created). It was a good thing that new relationships were formed and new friendships were established.
On Travels
One of the greatest things that happened to me last year was the opportunity for me to travel to Australia. I got a chance to spend some time with one of my best cousins and a few of my best friends in the land down under. I was also able to visit a southern beach in the country, the world-famous Boracay. It was truly a stormy experience, that beach trip.
On the other hand, there were some trips that I planned on going to but did not materialize. I wanted so much to go to Hong Kong with my best buds. In fact, we were planning it as early as January of 2004. They pushed through with it, I got left behind. Where are your financial rainfalls when you need them?
And then, there was this supposed trip to Thailand just before Christmas. It would have been the perfect opportunity for me to see Phuket in its grandeur. Now, all that is left are remnants of a very wet and submerged graveyard. And truly, I am very thankful that the problems I had last year didn't end up as horrifying as the ordeals of the victims of the tsunami. May their souls rest in peace.
On Weight Loss
I guess one of the greatest achievements I had last year was my significant weight loss. After painstakingly losing about 80 pounds in a span of a year, I was able to reap the physical benefits of the feat during the holiday season. Relatives who only saw me during the holidays were quite surprised by the changed. All I could tell them was, "I'm on drugs!"
As of today, I am still overweight by 10 to 15 pounds. I have an entire year to lose it, though. Slowly but surely.
Resolutions
I don't really believe in resolutions. If it happens, it happens, I say. I do, however, have goals for this year. I intend to travel abroad at least once this year. Hopefully, I could travel abroad more. I also intend to lose 20 pounds more, just to be on the safe side. Hello Home TV Shopping!
I also would like to strive hard to minimize my sentimentalities and being too emotional to a bare minimum. Who would want to lose best friends? I also would like to spend more time with my family, although I have yet to figure out how I can do this.
Financially, I would like to be able to save my first hundred grand, or even my first million. The first is just a stone-throw away. The latter, a shot at the moon. Who knows? I might win the lottery one of these days (wish*wish).
But I guess my greatest goal is to be able to finish my MBA and migrate to Australia either latter part of this year or early next year. My goal is to fix all my papers before the year ends.
And to you, anonymous, it will be another year of intriguing comments for me! My goal would not be to please you but rather generate interesting comments from you.... from all of you (wink*wink).
Here's to another year of blogging!
Anyways, happy new year to you, Cerebro! I guess there is no better time to do some reflections on the past year than now. It was indeed a crazy year for me and for the people around me.
On Sentimentalities
The past year has been an emotional roller coaster for me. A lot of sensitivities were sparked inside due to some outside forces. I had a lot of sensitivity issues with friends, with my best friends, with family members and with classmates. It had been hard, trying to control the angst and the feelings of deprivation and rejection. It was so hard that all of those just got loose. Never mind who was at fault, although I must admit that all those bad days were spurred by my insecurities, I just had to vent it out, making me the most transparent person this side of town.
I lost a friend and almost lost one of my best friends somewhere along the way (nope, it wasn't registered in this blog. It happened long before this blog was created). It was a good thing that new relationships were formed and new friendships were established.
On Travels
One of the greatest things that happened to me last year was the opportunity for me to travel to Australia. I got a chance to spend some time with one of my best cousins and a few of my best friends in the land down under. I was also able to visit a southern beach in the country, the world-famous Boracay. It was truly a stormy experience, that beach trip.
On the other hand, there were some trips that I planned on going to but did not materialize. I wanted so much to go to Hong Kong with my best buds. In fact, we were planning it as early as January of 2004. They pushed through with it, I got left behind. Where are your financial rainfalls when you need them?
And then, there was this supposed trip to Thailand just before Christmas. It would have been the perfect opportunity for me to see Phuket in its grandeur. Now, all that is left are remnants of a very wet and submerged graveyard. And truly, I am very thankful that the problems I had last year didn't end up as horrifying as the ordeals of the victims of the tsunami. May their souls rest in peace.
On Weight Loss
I guess one of the greatest achievements I had last year was my significant weight loss. After painstakingly losing about 80 pounds in a span of a year, I was able to reap the physical benefits of the feat during the holiday season. Relatives who only saw me during the holidays were quite surprised by the changed. All I could tell them was, "I'm on drugs!"
As of today, I am still overweight by 10 to 15 pounds. I have an entire year to lose it, though. Slowly but surely.
Resolutions
I don't really believe in resolutions. If it happens, it happens, I say. I do, however, have goals for this year. I intend to travel abroad at least once this year. Hopefully, I could travel abroad more. I also intend to lose 20 pounds more, just to be on the safe side. Hello Home TV Shopping!
I also would like to strive hard to minimize my sentimentalities and being too emotional to a bare minimum. Who would want to lose best friends? I also would like to spend more time with my family, although I have yet to figure out how I can do this.
Financially, I would like to be able to save my first hundred grand, or even my first million. The first is just a stone-throw away. The latter, a shot at the moon. Who knows? I might win the lottery one of these days (wish*wish).
But I guess my greatest goal is to be able to finish my MBA and migrate to Australia either latter part of this year or early next year. My goal is to fix all my papers before the year ends.
And to you, anonymous, it will be another year of intriguing comments for me! My goal would not be to please you but rather generate interesting comments from you.... from all of you (wink*wink).
Here's to another year of blogging!
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