Loathing Clara!

Have you ever experienced hating a stranger? Or a villainous character in the movies or TV series? Or someone that doesn't even exist? (ngekk!)

Just a while ago, I had a chance to multitask (live streaming while having a class, chatting and blogging, which I always do). lol. And Mara Clara was on, a remake of a popular drama of the same title in the 90's. 

Guess what?

I was totally affected and wanted to slap Clara's face till it bled because of what she did to Mara and Susan. Wow, she's so effective and her acting is superb that until now it's getting in my nerves. Hahaha. I am so pathetic. 

Bravo! Its high ratings speak for itself. 

Mara Clara, Monday to Friday before Imortal.  
 

Medical Exam

Wew! At last, my medical exam is over! As in over! I just have to wait for the result next week (which is so nerve-wracking) :D

Anyway, I am confident that I am fit to work. At least I know I am healthy. Jeddah, I am coming...sana!

I had my medical exam at St Peter and Paul Medical Clinic in Manila. It is just a typical clinic, not really modern nor first-class but to be fair it has a lot of good things to boast for. 

[/] - Waiting time is very short (I was lucky, Friday is not usually a busy day - according to the lady guard).

[/] - Processing is organized.    

[/] - Nurses and staff are friendly.   

[/] - Well ventilated waiting area.

[/] - Good looking doctors especially the one who did my physical exam.

[/] - only P2,600 - considering it was a general check up.

....wait, did I mention that the doctor was good-looking? :D



There were also a few things I noticed which are not really standard. 


-> The dentist checked my teeth, wait...did he? I mean, a few seconds after I opened my mouth he just said "Ok, you may go." Wow! that was fast! I was really expecting him to give me some advice or even recommend that I have them cleaned because of the nicotine. Well, thanks doc for making me not waste my time and money. LOL! 


-> Another one, the nurse who was assigned in the blood testing section had difficulty locating my veins. Was she really sure of what she was doing? It added up to my agony since I get really scared just by looking at blood...and I saw tubes of blood on the table. Yikes! Goose bumps! 


As a whole, it was a relatively good experience. Thanks God! (Deep sigh).


Now, after 2 weeks of abstinence, I am back! lol.


Hello Marlboro Menthol and Red Horse! I can't wait to puff and drink you later! 

on dieting

'Oh my God! Look at you! You look pregnant!' 

I always get the same obiter dictum or jeer every time I see my friends. As if we don't see each other that often. But I can't blame them. That's the reality I have to face and eventually accept.

Back in college when I was very skinny because of too much pressure and the occasional skipping of meals, I envied some of my classmates and schoolmates who were chubby. BTW, the reason why I had to skip meals was not because of dieting or being too preoccupied with a lot of things, but of being so spendthrift, leaving nothing for the rainy days. Pathetic me. 

Those were the days. 

And it has been almost 10 years now that I've been consistently gaining at least 2 kilos a year. Do the math and be surprised. 

Gone are the days when I could effortlessly use my feet to touch my then fuller hair. Yes, I was sort of a contortionist. LOL! But now, even the simplest things like putting on my socks, tying my shoelaces or trimming my toe nails are literally no picnic at all.  

Mind you, I feel bad about myself once in a while, especially when I see people my age with a body to die for. And then I start to imagine...a bald man with the physique of a swimmer. It's so phantasmagorical! Wake up bitch! LOL.

Then dieting sometimes crosses my insane mind. 

No rice for dinner for a week...more rice a week after even during snacks. Wattapak!

Plus frequent boozing around with some friends with oily food on the side...it's like counting my days to the grave. Well bad habits are indeed easier to fabricate than good ones because they are quite agreeable to our lazy and selfish nature. 

"Ang hirap!", deep sigh***

Boracay...for the second time.

Hindi talaga nakakasawa pumunta ng Boracay. Fine white sand, crystal clear blue water, beautiful scenery, hospitable locals, fresh air, captivating smile of tourists, and more. And for my second visit, it was even more memorable. I wish I were a native of Boracay so I could visit as often as I could without spending much. Pero nakakasawa din siguro. Hehehe. Anyway, wait for me Bora, be there before YOU know it. lol

I'll stay here next time around...LOL

This one is a popular site. A must when you are in bora.

waiting for our bangka...

Beauty and the best!

mobbed by sexy ladies...jovy, ace, mae, mylyn and ate mara..

nice shot kuya chris

ano? gusto mo ng away?

Cheers!

snorkeling...kahit lakas ng alon.

picture perfect...except for the bald man! LOL

Alak pa! Party parteeeh!

the absence and presence of color!

a song for you dear...

more tagay!

wala lang

picture picture!

Leaving Boracay with a smile!

High School GMRC Subject: Is it still necessary?

"Tita, bili muna ako ng food", I shouted running hastily to a small carinderia just in front of the house.

"Ok", Tita's response in a low tone, while enjoying her coffee. Inaantok pa sya.

I was just a few steps away from the house when suddenly I heard an annoying voice coming from the 3rd floor of a school building. (Harap ng bahay namin ang likod ng Juan Sumulong High School).

"Kalbo!" an indistinctive yell from a boy. So I looked up and saw a few rowdy boys at the window, hiding behind the dirty curtains. 

"Kalbo, kalbo!", some ill-mannered students chorused. 

"Gago, f**k you!", the 'fitful ungracious me' replied angrily while some of our useserong neighbors were going out of their house. 

I was not supposed to raise my voice nor react violently, but I was already at the end of my rope. I was so damn pissed off because it was the second time that it happened. 

"Di na pwede to! This is way too much to just let it pass", I emotionally whined. 

So I dashed to the school and looked for the guidance counselor's office. I first slowly narrated what happened in straight English (that usually happens when I am in extreme emotions) to the teachers and the guidance counselor who were present. 

"Is this how you teach your students? To disrespect others who have done no wrong to them?", I continued, trembling with anger but still keeping my cool.

But in the middle of my litany, one of the teachers rudely interrupted and said, "Sir, diverse kasi ang students namin". 

Wattapak! Diverse na kung diverse! 


With all due respect to the teacher, yes it is difficult to handle such students coming from different economic levels. I should know.


The least that she could have done was to appease and assure me that the incident would never happen again, instead she gave an unsolicited and insulting opinion. It was a far cry from what I expected.



"So ganun nalang po maam, palalampasin nalang po natin ng ganun dahil sa 'diverse' na yan?" I was almost bawling.


"Sige po, imbestigahan ko po sa taas." the guidance counselor interrupted.



To make the long story short, the guidance counselor asked all the students in that room to write a letter asking for an absolution and promising not to ever do it again! Why all? Well, the usual, nobody wanted to squeal. Somehow whistle-blowing is something they don't learn at school.


Only GMRC where everybody gets an A or B.



What is happening to our future leaders?


Have the public school teachers been incontestably and morally doing their responsibilities as second parents to the students?


I am not making a hasty generalization here!


I think it's high time we realized that quality education doesn't only mean producing first rate graduates but also morally upright ones.



Anyway, after what happened, I can't say I'm satisfied with the action taken by the school. I am not sure either if the students realized what they did. But one thing I am positive about...pag inulit nila, di ko sila tatantanan. I will show them my bad side (not evil), let's see whose future will be at stake. Scary :D


Moral lesson: Mag wig para di malait! LOL!

a song for you...

This song is for Kurt and Alyssa! Hope you both like it!
I just wanna say THANK YOU!




Thank You by DIDO.

farewell Alyssa and Baby Kurt!

Perhaps, the saddest thing that you can say to anyone is "goodbye". And I am feeling sad now because my two Korean friends who have become a part of my life and career are leaving me (and the company) behind coz they are going back to Korea...for good. 

The girl in the right picture is Alyssa. She fondly calls herself Magandang Alyssa. She is very bubbly and shares a lot of interesting stories about her life and friends. She is indeed beautiful in and out. She is also very funny. I hope she finds her true love and settles down in the not-so-distant future. Thank you for your kindness, Alyssa. 

The guy in the right picture is Kurt. Not a lot of you would agree but he is so adorable, huggable and lovable. LOL! I call him baby coz he is like a baby...walang kokontra! He is a kind-hearted guy who loves gadgets. He might be soft-spoken (and sometimes effeminate)but he really is a gentleman. No partialities whatsoever! Thank you for everything, Kurt!

We will surely miss the two of you! Thank you and good luck on your future endeavors. Gamsainmida! Saranghae!

Happy Heart's Day!

Maraming salamat sa mga nagbigay ng kendi at tsokolate, lalong lalo na sa mga makabagbag damdaming mensahe. Special mention to Jael's message in Spanish language. Whatever that means...kahit mura pa...thanks alot.


Well, those simple gestures really move me especially that it has been years since I last received a bouquet of flowers and expensive gifts coming from someone special (though there were instances when I had to give 'em money so they could afford to buy something for me). What a pity! But, again, thanks to my pensive colleagues. I thought the day would pass without getting anything! LOL! I just love it!


Hmmm..wait. A date? How can I have a date when I don't even have someone special? Well, I'll find a way to end this day with a bang! The night is still young! LOL! Don't be naughty! PAK!

Philanthropist, anyone?

...'alms spare me a piece of bread!'

...'ate/kuya pahingi po piso!'

...'ate/kuya pwede akin na po pagkain mo?'

These are just a few words that we often hear from those downtrodden we see in the streets, on the footbridge and practically everywhere in the metro. And what saddens me most is to see children begging, tagging along their months-old younger siblings! Tapos kung magbigay pa tayo minsan may kasamang diri. I know the feeling coz I'm speaking based on experience. But come to think of it guys, Madame Bea Zobel de Ayala, an affluent personality and a socialite was kissing and hugging the so called 'uncivilized and dirty' Manyans without ostentation, as shown on Che Che Lazaro's special valentine episode on tv last night, February 13.


Frankly, I haven't been very aware that a number of rich people go out of their way to help people until last night. They really go the distance for a charity.

The episode really touched my heart and it dawned on me that I haven't really been able to help my less fortunate neighbors in my own little way aside from giving them 'barya'. And if you really think that giving them money will help the government eradicate this perennial problem of poverty, you'd better think twice. I believe that this social dilemma that hardly lingers our society really needs to be prioritized by our government officials...but that's another story.

As the cliche goes, 'give them fish and they'll eat for a day, teach them how to fish and they'll eat for a life time'.

Ang tanong? Pano? Di ko rin alam eh. If I had the money, I would be able to help them how to fish. Pero mali eh. There must be something that we can do even if we are not Madame Bea or Sir Jaime Zobel de Ayala. There must be a way! And I am dying to know it, seriously!

"The power of giving comes from a selfless act - where you simply give from your heart. This act of giving is not tied to any special event, holiday or celebration - it is merely a time when you give from the heart because you want to share what you have, show your appreciation and you give because you truly care. There should not be any other motive behind it. You don't give so that you can get something in return. You give because you want to."

So, question? How far will you go to help?