My LIFE... My Laughters, My Tears...

Saturday, May 14, 2005

Nobar mEeTiNg aNd tHaT giFt pAcKaGe

Had a meeting with PPMIP buddies last Thursday night at mas Wawan's house. Discussed about the upcoming plan, Nobar 2(Nonton Bareng 2). PPMIP is again planning to screen indo movies. just like what we did last year. It was just a light discussion. And it's still going to be a long way to go...

After the brief meeting, (or should i say during??? coz some were still discussing about Nobar) i had a little chat with ade re our past relationships. hiks... i haven't been talking about that in "decades". It suddenly reminds me of the past. Speaking about relationships, i almost forgot what it means. =) Whether or not the past still resides in my mind, I still don't feel ready to start all over again. The bottom line is that it's not easy to find someone who is sincere and who shares the same value as you do. Especially if the emotional connection just isn't there...

As soon as i arrived home from the meeting, i was surprised to receive a package sent by my senior high-schoolmate, Yuki. (Thanks ya Ki). It was nicely wrapped. He sent me 2 books, which are "Sekuntum Mawar untuk Remaja" by Ust. Jefri Al-Bukhori and "Cambuk Hati" by Dr. Aidh bin Abdullah Al Qarni. I haven't been reading these kinds of readings for such a long time. I've read a few pages and i'll continue reading. I feel much better inside.

It's Saturday, i'm at work. And i'm excited to join the team building later. We'll be off from Manila by 3 pm. I'll be spending my weekend in Calamba, Laguna. Hope it'll be a great one.

Wednesday, May 11, 2005

MoOdy Me, yEt sO mUch tHinGs HavE tO bE dONe

It has been a long time since I last updated my blog. So much things have been going on… good and bad… happy and sad… one thing for sure, I’ll just update this blog with the good and happy stories of mine, on the other hand, I’d rather keep the bad and sad stories on my own. There is no use of putting it here anyways… lets start, it’s going to be a long story… here we go…



Ok, last April 28th, I, along with teh Maria and Ido performed a Balinese dance, Tari Puspanjali at Zen Garden, in Greenbelt, Makati. We volunteered that dance for a charity dinner. The evening will fund proven art therapy programs to help street children in Manila. Facilitating organizations are the Albert Schweitzer Association Phils. Inc., Childhope Asia Philippines and KNK Philippines. It is a private initiative by a group of volunteers from local and international businesses to help street children. It was quite a good event, wherein some of the street children of the art therapy program also performed some dance and song numbers. There were also some other Asian dances. It was kinda flattering when some other performers admired our dance and costumes. They were really interested to join our dance troupe. Oh well… I don’t even know myself when the routine dance practice in the embassy will ever start again…



The day after, April 29th, I joined the team dinner at Giligan’s Island Restaurant. It was a celebration for what the team has accomplished for the past 2 months. There were games, and lots of giveaway prizes. Got a prize for working on the bulletin board. Cool… decided to go to V bar with my Thai officemates, and it came to the point where I influenced some of my Indo friends to join the gimmick.

I had to go to Camp Crame sometime last week to process the documents of the recovered Pajero. Well… it was quite a hard thing for me to do, coz I just don’t master on these things… have to go back there again this week because I lack some documents. I know… going to Camp Crame would be a thrilling adventure… I’m hoping that all things are going to work out as planned and a.s.a.p.

Okie okie… now it’s time to write about my recent weekend. Watched “Shattered Glass” after work, last Saturday, May 7th. It is based on a true story… it’s not hard to imagine that those kind of people really do exist. Lies after lies after lies… “did I do anything wrong? Are you mad at me?” that’s Steven’s line in the movie… I hate it so much. Moving on, went shopping for summer stuffs in Glorietta with Anis and JJ. We were doubtful at first if we are really going to go to Splash Island the next day. It was just the plan of the three if us to spend time on a weekend. Not enough information if we can commute going there, besides, it’s outside Metro Manila, to commute is not a good idea. Turned out that the plan went smoothly since we were able to rent an adventure, with a very good price. Went there about 9 am, it was supposed to be just the three of us, but then we bumped into other Indo people from the embassy at the Splash Island gate, so that’s good. We got to hang out all together. Stayed there until about 3 pm and decided to go to San Lorenzo, just to meet up with some friends. Seshdi was also there and it was a rush idea of her to invite us dinner at her house. Her parents were nice. The crazy thing is that I and my friends went swimming in Seshdi’s house that evening! Hello?! It was kinda late, and was so unplanned, but why not? I was still wearing on my swimsuit ;p

I enjoyed my last weekend, had so much fun. Hey… I said I had fun, but I did not say that something is not bothering me. So what does that mean? argh… Nevermind me…

I’m now listening to OPM, Kitchie Nadal and Gary Valenciano. It was recently purchased. Kitchie Nadal sounds like Alanis Morisette on her song entitled “same ground”. While Gary Valenciano’s One2One, I used to have his album, but it was lost along with the carnapped Pajero. I love every single song in that album. Gary duets with top Philippine female singers. Awesome.

Went back to Camp Crame yesterday May 10th, to process the car documents. Waited for quite a while just to have it signed. But that was actually not a big deal, because I immersed myself talking to one of the young police officers there. He was the one who helped me out with the papers. He is some sort of an investigator or something… while waiting for my papers to be signed, he was asking me about how I came to the Philippines, how did I learn Tagalog, how do I like it here, basically about my stay here in this country. Then we talked about school, course that we took in college and stuff. OMG, he even showed me his pictures when he was still in college. He’s actually still pretty young, he’s in his early 20s. I asked for a phone number, not necessarily cell phone number you know… I needed a contact number just in case I need further assistance to process those papers. We then turned out to exchange cell numbers. Well, that was fine. At least he told me that I can contact him in case I need his help, in case of emergency. That sounds cool. At least I know someone who can back me up if I’m in trouble somewhere.

So I went to Glorietta right after, went there to develop pictures and to buy some groceries. Guess what, that police officer was starting to text me. So what happened was we became textmates last evening while I’m busy buying groceries in the supermarket. He even asked for my landline number, and I gave it after a couple of thoughts. And whoops, when I arrived home, got a message, again, from that PO, this time he asked me if he could call to my landline. It was a liitle late, like 1030 in the evening, worried if it’s going to be a long conversation, I decided to tell him that my sis is using the internet, therefore the phone is busy. I also took off the phone handle so that it’ll be a busy tone. So it was some sort of white lies. I know I know… that’s bad, but I do have the rights to avoid men, just not in the mood. (sshhh… I’m really hoping that this guy never would have the chance to read my blog, or else, I’m dead).

Whoa… I’m feeling pretty much moody at this time, which I hate it myself. I do not eat healthy, do not exercise, all i wanna do is just to sleep. I have a tendency to be so much more sensitive than usual. I’ve been thinking of so much things lately, my brain is working so hard to figure out what can I do to make myself feel better. Life has been harsh and I just don’t mind sitting all alone to make sense of every little thought. Guess I’m at the stage of feeling this severe emotional distress. Does that sound that awful? Well… that’s how life goes… ok. So I’m a little neurotic, I worry about things too much.

Took some online personality tests, to be able to know and understand myself. The result turned out to be so much accurate and I agreed to most of it. Amazing. Readers, you may read the results on the comments. ciao for now =)