Sunday, October 26, 2008


I am not a bit intrigued with Stephanie Meyer’s Twilight series. I was with my friend Ziella at the book fair last month when she was blabbing non-stop about the book and the movie. Of course I am well aware of the books and the movie, being a really inquisitive person (in a good way) I keep myself abreast with what’s happening to the world, politics here at home & outside Pinas and most importantly with Hollywood… even about Comicon for that matter. It was because I cannot think of anything to ask from Zie for my birthday that I agreed to receive all 4 books. They were actually beginning to accumulate dust on my shelf. I was just bored last night that after dinner I grabbed the first book (Twilight) and began flipping through the pages. The next thing I know it was already 11 pm and I am almost done with the book. I tried to retire early last night then continued to finish it this morning. By 10 am (although I was up early I was at the Church first thing this morning) I was on the second book. I can’t say I liked it a lot, it was an easy read that is why I was able to finish it quickly. What’s really annoying with books turned into movies is that when you’re already aware as to who’s gonna play who, the characters you’ll imagine while reading are the actors & actresses who’ll starred in it. My mind was already filled with images of Robert Pattinson & Kristen Stewart and I don’t like them both. They both look really sickly skinny in my opinion but I’ll give them the benefit of the doubt and will declare my opinion once again after watching the film this November.But because of this book I have developed a little crush with the werewolf Jacob. I’m really a sucker for the underdogs. I don’t usually like the heroes, the lead roles, the protagonist. I am always after the bestfriend, the supporting actor, the “other” guy. The guys who ended up being killed or broken hearted in the end. Jacob would be a nice second name for my soon to be born nephew. I am gonna name my new nephew (he’ll be born this December) and you might be wondering why I am doing the naming stuff when I am not even the parent. I’ll tell about this story next time. For now all I can say is that I am the one in-charge and even the parents doesn’t have a say on this matter *bwahahaha*.

Going back to Twilight, I’ll have to agree with the raves that S. Meyer did a very creative job in prolonging the saga of the Cullens, the Quileute and Bella Swan. You may or may not even like the story with the teenage unbelievable underworld but it’s a good way to pass the time. My realization… I’d like to have a real life crush soon even if he’s a werewolf or a vampire.

Monday tomorrow… enjoy everyone!

Friday, October 17, 2008

Trip To Manaoag

I've been to Manaoag a couple of times already and boy the devotees there -- a lot. I was a little worried at first because I'm with my mother who was just recently been confined to the hospital. She requested this trip as a Thanksgiving gesture to the Lord since she's slowly recovering. It was a blessed trip because when we arrived at the shrine there were just a few people on the line to the image. When we were done the people started to arrive. After lighting some candles, praying to the image and attending a mass we drove back to Manila. On our way home we had lunch at Fresh Fish in Tarlac. Here are some pictures of Mama, Kuya (who agreed to drive us) and my Auntie Ela:Mama with a new friend - Manong Guard

Fresh Fish

Mas mukha silang mag-ama kesa mag-ina

Auntie Ela with the restaurat's humungous rice

Photo Op uli ni Mama

An Afternoon with my HS 'kada

Met up with Luchie, Mark & Yong 2 weeks ago at GB3 for an afternoon of window shopping, make over (for Luchie), coffee and dinner to catch up on what's up with the four of us. Here are some pics:

Luchie's after (the make over) look


kunwari starstrucked si Mark

Monday, October 06, 2008

September to Remember

I have not written any drama entry for a while now so here’s one for all of you to endure (hehehe)… after all I was a drama queen first before I became a sleepwalker.

September was a very emotional month for me. Not just because I got a year older but because any situation involving my family is really major for me.

My Ma got sick, she was hospitalized and I have discovered that I still got a lot of strength hiding somewhere within me. The softie interior I have became one with the exterior I project – tough. I am really blessed because I have an intact loving family and I am gifted with the bestest friends in the world – they made me laugh and they were there to console me when I am about to break down.

On my birthday I was a little down because I was celebrating it while waiting inside Asian Hospital for the doctor to arrive as I accompanied my Ma on her check up. By dinner time, I was truly exhausted after all the errands but I am still very thankful to my parents, my siblings & my pamangkins for the special dinner and coffee. To my friends too for all the greetings.

I felt like I aged 10 years & not just a year this time. I have felt the grave responsibilities bestowed on adults. I have to make sacrifices and decisions and I have to make them fast but sure.

I have learned how it’s like to be in a superwoman’s shoes although I really can’t consider myself one… chores, fending for my pamangkins (who are all makukulit – in a good way), taking care of my Ma’s needs, driving to the grocery and drugstores, going to the office, being sick the whole time, sleeping at around 11 pm then waking up at 5 am. I truly admired my Mother because she can all of that and more when we were kids.

This month made me braver that I was even challenged to conquer my own phobia. Injecting insulin was not a problem for me, I aced it the first time. The struggle though was with blood. I need to monitor my Ma’s blood sugar 2 times a day which means that I need to prick her morning & evening, drew the blood drops out of her finger, test it & record the numbers. The first try was unsuccessful, I felt nauseous that I ended up lying in bed for a couple of hours because I was too weak to get up. It was funny and sad but I promise that the next day I’ll perform better.

It was truly a September to remember. I would like to give thanks and special mention to Rovs (you really made me feel stronger and not alone my friend), to my bestfriend Luchie for always checking up on me because she knows no one would take care of me while I took care of my family and to Jeng & Dines for simply being there with me making me laugh and letting me feel that I’m with my own army to defeat any obstacle.

So there goes my Maalaala Mo Kaya moment. Happy Monday to all!