When they say Don’t I know you?
say no.
When they invite you to the party
remember what parties are like
before answering.
Someone telling you in a loud voice
they once wrote a poem.
Greasy sausage balls on a paper plate.
Then reply.
If they say We should get together
say why?
It’s not that you don’t love them anymore.
You’re trying to remember something
too important to forget.
Trees. The monastery bell at twilight.
Tell them you have a new project.
It will never be finished.
When someone recognizes you in a grocery store
nod briefly and become a cabbage.
When someone you haven’t seen in ten years
appears at the door,
don’t start singing him all your new songs.
You will never catch up.
Walk around feeling like a leaf.
Know you could tumble any second.
Then decide what to do with your time.
- Naomi Shihab Nye
Friday, August 29, 2008
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
meme from litz
The Rules:
1. Write something about 15 different people.
2. You can NOT say who they are.
3. If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell.
1. Thank you for everything. If not for you I don't know where id be.
2. We hardly talk and yet I seem to look for traces of you in them.
3. You care. And you need nothing in return from me. If only all people are like you. Even me.
4. Ur annoying at times, but i see a part of who i was in you. hope you also overcome..
5. Ur full of surprises. Once i got past the shell, ur surprisingly all soft and gooey inside.
6. I thought u were different. Boys would be boys,huh? Im cool.
7.If only you were real. More than just an infusion of fantasy with bits of reality in my head.
8. If only you are not too afraid. You wouldn't get that old being like that. :p
9. When u came, you brought us back together.
10. I miss you, but more than that, I miss who u were.
11. I don't want to leave you hanging like this. For a long time, it was as if you were my only reason. please don't lose hope because of me.
12. I still hope ur here. u were my childhood hero. i even surprise myself by seeing so much of you in me.
13. Dude, thanks. I really needed a friend that night.
14. You think its nothing; that i should just ignore it and go on.I really don't want to disappoint you but I think i risk having a nervous breakdown if i keep on like this.
15. I am glad you are finding yourself now. i see ur still a bit scared of this being real deal, but ud get used to it.
1. Write something about 15 different people.
2. You can NOT say who they are.
3. If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell.
1. Thank you for everything. If not for you I don't know where id be.
2. We hardly talk and yet I seem to look for traces of you in them.
3. You care. And you need nothing in return from me. If only all people are like you. Even me.
4. Ur annoying at times, but i see a part of who i was in you. hope you also overcome..
5. Ur full of surprises. Once i got past the shell, ur surprisingly all soft and gooey inside.
6. I thought u were different. Boys would be boys,huh? Im cool.
7.If only you were real. More than just an infusion of fantasy with bits of reality in my head.
8. If only you are not too afraid. You wouldn't get that old being like that. :p
9. When u came, you brought us back together.
10. I miss you, but more than that, I miss who u were.
11. I don't want to leave you hanging like this. For a long time, it was as if you were my only reason. please don't lose hope because of me.
12. I still hope ur here. u were my childhood hero. i even surprise myself by seeing so much of you in me.
13. Dude, thanks. I really needed a friend that night.
14. You think its nothing; that i should just ignore it and go on.I really don't want to disappoint you but I think i risk having a nervous breakdown if i keep on like this.
15. I am glad you are finding yourself now. i see ur still a bit scared of this being real deal, but ud get used to it.
mood for drama
Perfect.
Perfect for drama, that is.
With Beauty and Madness playing in the background, (along with other cheesy songs this supposedly shuffled list is spewing out), dim pinlights, untouched food on the table-- this is too dramatic, cruelly dramatic.
With the familiar taste of bad habit in my mouth i ponder on who i was, who i was before that, who i am now, and who i am becoming. I shudder.
yes, i speak in riddles again. sue me.
Perfect for drama, that is.
With Beauty and Madness playing in the background, (along with other cheesy songs this supposedly shuffled list is spewing out), dim pinlights, untouched food on the table-- this is too dramatic, cruelly dramatic.
With the familiar taste of bad habit in my mouth i ponder on who i was, who i was before that, who i am now, and who i am becoming. I shudder.
yes, i speak in riddles again. sue me.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Of Quarter Life Crises and Other Random Thoughts
Nang dahil iniwan ko ang house keys ko at ayaw magising ng kasambahay ko(at wag mo nang itanong kung bakit ang aga kong lumuwas ng maynila), naisip ko munang maglakad lakad. Sa banayad na sikat ng araw at malamig na simoy ng hangin, ako'y nakapagnilay nilay ng mga mangilan-ngilang bagay:
* wi-fi man sa labas ng gate, di rin pwedeng tumalungko at mag on-line. Baka masita ng guard.
* hindi lahat ng masiyahing tao ay masaya.
* habang tumatanda ka, mas maraming matatalino at fascinating na tao kang makikilala na hindi taga UP (wehehe)
* sa dami ng yugto ng ating mga buhay... meron ba talagang mananatili magkpakailanman?
* mainam man na mabuti ang tingin sakin ng mga tao, hinahanap hanap ko parin ang mga taong alam ang toyo ko.
At mabuti naman at nagising na si Layla.
#############
BTW, In the spirit of my quarter-life crisis, I now have Japayuki Hair.
Lookie:
* wi-fi man sa labas ng gate, di rin pwedeng tumalungko at mag on-line. Baka masita ng guard.
* hindi lahat ng masiyahing tao ay masaya.
* habang tumatanda ka, mas maraming matatalino at fascinating na tao kang makikilala na hindi taga UP (wehehe)
* sa dami ng yugto ng ating mga buhay... meron ba talagang mananatili magkpakailanman?
* mainam man na mabuti ang tingin sakin ng mga tao, hinahanap hanap ko parin ang mga taong alam ang toyo ko.
At mabuti naman at nagising na si Layla.
#############
BTW, In the spirit of my quarter-life crisis, I now have Japayuki Hair.
Lookie:
Saturday, August 16, 2008
Birthday Update
I can't really remember the last time I felt this special on my birthday. Despite the failed surprise attempts (i.e. Text message: "Di ba po birthday ni ate meg today? Let's surprise her... Pwede ba kayo?" My reply: "Oo, pwede naman ako.") I really appreciate the effort.
I was also surprised how my officemates were able to sneak in the cake without leaving a trail. And the effort to walk a guy through buying a cute present was heartwarming haha.
That day Lu texted me, "So what do you want to do ba?"
I replied, "Go wild. Eat lots of gelato and sing off-key."
Actually, I typed from the top of my head. And I meant it more in a figurative way really.
But after the planned dinner at Amici (where yes, I had my gelato fill), they brought me to Music 21 where I got to sing my heart out mindless of those musical technicalities called notes. Oh yeah. I sang like a drunk boy in puberty, but who cares. Never mind that I was a sober 26-year old female. It was my freaking birthday.
I got pretty special stuffed presents too (aside from my one year supply of kikay things?). The aforementioned stroke-victim bear, a stuffed uhm, hand warmer is it? which I am not sure if it is winking or...*horrified gasp* could it have suffered stroke too? and a quadriplegic, but awfully adorable, pup.
Seriously, thanks guys.
*hugs*
(*sorry for those not included in the photos... for some reason, there weren't much group photos that night)
I was also surprised how my officemates were able to sneak in the cake without leaving a trail. And the effort to walk a guy through buying a cute present was heartwarming haha.
That day Lu texted me, "So what do you want to do ba?"
I replied, "Go wild. Eat lots of gelato and sing off-key."
Actually, I typed from the top of my head. And I meant it more in a figurative way really.
But after the planned dinner at Amici (where yes, I had my gelato fill), they brought me to Music 21 where I got to sing my heart out mindless of those musical technicalities called notes. Oh yeah. I sang like a drunk boy in puberty, but who cares. Never mind that I was a sober 26-year old female. It was my freaking birthday.
I got pretty special stuffed presents too (aside from my one year supply of kikay things?). The aforementioned stroke-victim bear, a stuffed uhm, hand warmer is it? which I am not sure if it is winking or...*horrified gasp* could it have suffered stroke too? and a quadriplegic, but awfully adorable, pup.
Seriously, thanks guys.
*hugs*
(*sorry for those not included in the photos... for some reason, there weren't much group photos that night)
Friday, August 15, 2008
Tuesday, August 12, 2008
The Revenge of the Chubby Chicks
First.
The history of the monicker.
Layla (my temp roomie) and I were thinking of a theme that will suit our freshly painted almost-pastel green walls, our cheesecloth-like curtains, floral bedsheets (in pastel colors) and curtain rods with chipped white paint.
Me: "Oh! There's such a style, right? A bit rustic and all?"
Layla: "Yeah, it's called 'Shabby Chic'."
Me: "Great. Now we have a theme. Chubby Chicks. and oh. Liz is not allowed in here."
So.
The Chubby Chicks went out to have a wild night last night. It had been a long day for the both of us. We went to the mall and we shopped for desks and chairs. Pretty wild, huh?
But it didn't stop there! We got ourselves stuffed with meat at Tokyo Tokyo, had extra rice and upsized our red iced tea!
This is our way of getting back at Cat-teeh (Korean pronunciation of Cathy , I guess?) for making us eat lame veggies and fish day after day. I thought that was a good blog title so. there.
The Revenge of the Chubby Chicks (against Cat-teeh).
(And oh, it sounds like the day ended uneventfully, but we had Dairy Queen ice cream to end our wild night. I even wonder if it's LEGAL to have so much almond slivers in your chocolate ice cream hehehe).
The history of the monicker.
Layla (my temp roomie) and I were thinking of a theme that will suit our freshly painted almost-pastel green walls, our cheesecloth-like curtains, floral bedsheets (in pastel colors) and curtain rods with chipped white paint.
Me: "Oh! There's such a style, right? A bit rustic and all?"
Layla: "Yeah, it's called 'Shabby Chic'."
Me: "Great. Now we have a theme. Chubby Chicks. and oh. Liz is not allowed in here."
So.
The Chubby Chicks went out to have a wild night last night. It had been a long day for the both of us. We went to the mall and we shopped for desks and chairs. Pretty wild, huh?
But it didn't stop there! We got ourselves stuffed with meat at Tokyo Tokyo, had extra rice and upsized our red iced tea!
This is our way of getting back at Cat-teeh (Korean pronunciation of Cathy The Revenge of the Chubby Chicks (against Cat-teeh).
(And oh, it sounds like the day ended uneventfully, but we had Dairy Queen ice cream to end our wild night. I even wonder if it's LEGAL to have so much almond slivers in your chocolate ice cream hehehe).
Monday, August 11, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Massages, Naps, and Endorphins
Whoa. That was one of the best massages I've ever gotten. We got this flyer advertising home service massage, and it's even cheaper than Indulgence spa's full body massage! I've been dreaming of a massage for the past month, so I just had to call for one after dinner. huwaw, ahlaveet.
I needed that. I've been stressing the past few days. plus the body beating from the trip last weekend. PLUS the sinuses acting up. Been emotional the past couple of days, too. I SOO DESERVED THAT MASSAGE.
AND I also needed the afternoon break. while the computer guy was tinkering with our computers, I got to take a short nap. That no drowse neozep soo pulled my leg. (Figures-- it says "non-drowsy" neozep. It probably meant the tablet itself aint sleepy. it dint promise not to make me drowsy).
I also needed this endorphin rush with my goofbud ben. thanks dude.
(the closest i can get to a roller coaster ride. and i still shrieked like hell)
I needed that. I've been stressing the past few days. plus the body beating from the trip last weekend. PLUS the sinuses acting up. Been emotional the past couple of days, too. I SOO DESERVED THAT MASSAGE.
AND I also needed the afternoon break. while the computer guy was tinkering with our computers, I got to take a short nap. That no drowse neozep soo pulled my leg. (Figures-- it says "non-drowsy" neozep. It probably meant the tablet itself aint sleepy. it dint promise not to make me drowsy).
I also needed this endorphin rush with my goofbud ben. thanks dude.
(the closest i can get to a roller coaster ride. and i still shrieked like hell)
Monday, August 4, 2008
I Survived Galera
I have a shirt that says "I survived Sagada." And I honestly think they should sell shirts that say "I survived Galera."
I know it's lame.What's there to survive anyway? (When I didn't even join the jungle tour that didn't involve any jungle wahaha)
Well.
1. Boat rides on unfriendly waves.
I know August is a crazy time to go to the beach but who can stop crazy sunblock-bathing Korean bosses and a sunshine-mantraing, extremely positive (well in this isolated case) Canadian editor?
2. Crazy sunblock-bathing Korean bosses and a sunshine-mantraing extremely positive Canadian editor. (haha they're cool really)
3. Walking on the non-beach. In the rain. To get souvenirs for friends. (and uh, self)
4. Being dragged by a moving boat while chugging gallons of salt water. (first time snorkler, what can I do?)
5. An entire Saturday on an island with nothing much to do but sand play, take pix, and get room-service henna. (yes, coz I passed up the aforementioned [non]jungle tour).
6. The horror of a micro SD card messing up 3 days worth of photos.
7. Wading in an extremely rocky beach without getting (new) cuts and bruises.
8. And wearing a swimsuit. without crowds running for their lives. Or kids having nightmares tonight (i hope).
Yes. I survived indeed. And I deserve that shirt!
On a different note,this was the most profound scene of the entire weekend:
(while fishing on a boat)
Liz: I feel tugging.
But I only get tiny nibbles.
*YELLS*
Stop nibbling, you fish!
COMMIT d*** it!
Whoa girl. We all hate nibblers, calm down ;)
ah lav et.
Story told more coherently here.
(Will post more photos soon)
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