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Saturday, 29 August 2009 Plug lang... Nood kayo. Kung may sakit sa puso at matanda na huwag na lang. Andito ako. hahahaha. Thursday, 27 August 2009 Looks that i am loving right now... I am loving this look simply beacuse i cannot wear the usual bikini. May higad nako sa puson dahil sa CS ko. High waist cut siya kaya kayang i-hide ang aking hiwa kaya happy. Madali lang for me ang mag-bounce back to my usual frame. Too bad walang pa akong nakikitang ganitong design sa mga bikini stores. This cut reminds me of Wonderwoman. Mataas din kasi ang waist niya Next  This i love. the whole ensemble most especially the jacket. Actually, yung jacket lang naman ang gusto ko dito. Acid washed jeans are ok but i still like my jeans ripped sa dulo for that more bitin bahala na feel. Yung heels they're nice. This is a Balmain jacket. Mahalia. Di naman ako tital fashionista na kelangan lahat ng gamit designer stuff. But the jacket is a work of art. What else do i love about this? Oh, the attitude ateng. It's like, i'm not into fashion, but it just so happens that i unconciously dress like one. Belat! Next  This look i love on Musa. Oversized blouse and mushroom printed tights. Cute na cute. Plus the giraffe headband. and i'm loving also her tetchie agbayani skin. Babies can get away with anything really. Musa here, wants the pin PotPOt has on her fairy costume. So fasyon. Thursday, 20 August 2009 Good Morning Quezon CityGood morning talaga dahil ang aga ko nagising. It’s 5 am and we’re here again in Capitol Med. Di ka talaga makakatulog ng maayos sa ospital. Every 20 or so minutes in comes a nurse checking out the tempearature, the poo poo, the wee wee and all that nursing stuff they have to attend to. They come most especially in the morning where they have rounds. Musa is here. She had rashes similar to tigdas hangin and her blood is under monitoring for dengue prevention. I’m fine. I don’t feel that Musa has dengue or if she has we are in the prevention stage. What bothers me most is the money. Ganito ata talaga when you have kids and things on your back. Musa is about to turn one and everyone is expecting for some birthday blowout in some Jollibee or Mcdo like Pinoys here are used to. I’m so not resigned to that. I still like the traditional birthday party sa bahay na may mga basagan palayok and pabitin and apple eating game. Anyway, birthday parties don’t come cheap. Oh, we have a house to build and now comes this hospitalization that could blow us again 5 figures. I’m 5 months pregnant. And I feel the earth move under my feet. Carole King help me. I have always been unshaken with money stuff but now, I feel it in my bones creeping into my marrow. Gotta get this feeling off and even though how Mother Teresa it may sound, I am still pacified by prayers that we will always be provided with God’s grace. About my pagbubuntis, ok naman siya. Getting bigger. I just hate hate it when people tell me that: ay, lalake yan… tinatagyawat ka. Ay , lalake yan, mukha kang haggard and pagod. Subtext Question: Am I even asking your fucking opinion?! Did I have myself knocked up just so that you could tell me how unsightly I look? What if I come up to you and tell you as a matter of factly that: Ay, ampanget mo. Pero anyway, Good Morning! Tuesday, 18 August 2009 Reconnectioni remember a blog i wrote here about reconnecting with some people whom i haven't had any connections with for such a long time. Well, God has been reading my blog and granted 2 of the three people i listed.
One is Marie Mamawal who suddenly rang me up out of nowhere and offered me an acting raket. She just remembered me, after all these years, that i could act. We caught up with each other, being a nanay and both media whores by day. And then that's it. After the one day shoot, i never got a text from her. Two is Mafhel. A long lost bestfriend in highschool. She came here because of business. And hardly she was ever home in her one week stay here. So i got two hours off her busy schedule before she could fly back again in a matter of hours back to her NY beloved. How do you pack 12 years of being apart in just two hours? I think we did. We just talked, we didn't meet in some coffeeshop or eat out. We just hung out and just dazed around her room that smelled of books and old laundry. Just like before. Isn't that more profound than just meeting up in some Starbucks and pretending to talk about life? Now for the third person, i don't know if God will grant us to cross our paths again or will he call me for a raket or something. Friday, 14 August 2009 In between writing deadlines...Here's what i got from another blog.
Principles of Success: 1. Wherever you are, be there. - the power of FOCUS 2. Whatever you are looking for, you will find it. - the power of PERSPECTIVE 3. If you think you can, you can. If you think you can't, you can't. - the power of CONFIDENCE 4. Whatever you work on, you become. - the power of FORMATION 5. Whoever you admire, you copy. - the power of MENTORSHIP ** I love number 3 and number 5. I think i've been applying it in real life. I'll apply it more--- The power of reinforcement! So back to work! Thursday, 06 August 2009 There's no place like Home... We're gonna move to our own house come the end of the year of early next year if possible. Our own nest coming from the usual blood sweat and tears. In our part, coming from puyat, puyat and sakit ng ulo. Pag nasa showbiz ka kasi it cannot be helped that puyat is synonymous to... air. Ganun talaga. Hindi pa naman ito ang dream house namin dahil basically it's a starter house. Maliit lang siya. Duplex kasi. Good for a family of three actually, good enough for added extensions when the money and time comes. OK na rin. It's better than renting houses forever or even staying at your parents house. Mga Pilipino kasi normal lang na mag-stay sa bahay ng parents kahit kasal na kayo or kahit siguro dalawa na ang anak niyo. It's a no-no for me. I've been accustomed to living my own life, failing at times, getting up, making mistakes and learning from them. Ang sarap, makes you feel so alive. Sabi nga ng iba kahit lungga pa yan basta kayo lang ng asawa mo at wala kasamang biyenan or what mas maganda. Hirap din makisama sa magulang, lalo na sa mga kapatid ng asawa mo. Ultimo ulam at pambayad paminsan ng kuryente iaasa sayo or the other way around which is nakakahiya naman. Nag-anak anak ka hindi mo masuportahan at umaasa ka pa rin sa nanay mo. Get up dear! Pangarap din ng bawat tao siyempre na magkaroon sila ng sariling bahay. And amidst all that's happening financially, we are still comforted by the fact that we have our own. Masarap na pinaghihirapan ang isang bagay, it makes things all worth it. Meanwhile, magbi-birthday pa si Musa at manganganak pa pala ako. Wednesday, 05 August 2009 Cory at Pera Cory died last Aug 1 of cardiac arrest. She was stricken with colon cancer. I don't know where the heck is the colon but the colon giving up on somebody like Cory made all Filipinos proud to be Filipino again. Yes. Nakakalungkot dahil namatay na si Cory. Kasi isa siya sa mga shining light ng Pilipinas. Sa paglisan niya parang puro dilim ang iniwan niya sa bansang ito dahil sobra sobrang kabastusan na ang ang nangyayari sa Pilipinas. Madaming hirap, madaming mayaman di mo malaman kung san ba nangggaling ang yaman at maraming nangyayaring bagay na paminsan kung iisipin mo pa sila, mas nanaisin mo na lang na isipin ang sarili mo. May nabasa nga akong isang status sa Facebook: na ang mga Pilipino naalala lang nilang Pilipino sila kapag panalo si Pacquiao at itong insidenteng to--- ang pagkamatay ni Cory. Nega ba to? Siguro. Anyway, i've always been a Filipino at heart. Wala sa automatic na feel ko na umalis ng bansa dahil mahirap ang buhay dito at mas malaki ang kikitain sa ibang bansa. Yes. Mahirap naman talaga ang buhay at never siyang pinadali para sa lahat. Nasa tao lang yan. Pero i feel i have the sense of duty to stay here, to make things a liitle bit better dahil hindi ako nawalan ng pag-asa na magbabago at magbabago. Maaring di ko na maabutan ang mga pagbabago dito pero i know it will. *** Umuwi na pala ang mga long lost cousins ko na nasa London. Almost 15 years na kami di nagkita-kita. Natatawa lang ako dahil habang kumakain kami ng sobrang sarap na pagakaing niluto ng aking pinsang chef merong mga ganitong conversation mula sa mother -in-law ng pinsan ko na based sa London: Cousin chef is serving the food. Mother-in-law based in London is making tikim. Mother-in-law: Ang sarap naman ng luto mo hija! Me: Siyempre tita, chef yan. Pero batang bata pa! Mother-in-law: O eh anong ginagawa mo dito sa Pilipinas? Pumunta ka na ng London! Mas maraming pera dun! Mas malaki ang kikitain mo! Me: (Smirk) Sige. Wala namang masama kumita. Pero nakakarindi na itong pera-pera na lang sa buhay ang importante. Pag-umalis ang pinsan ko hindi na makakatikim ang ibang Pilipino ng masarap na pagkain kundi itong mga Londoners na ito. |
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