Wednesday, January 30, 2008

On Valentine's night, here's something for couples...and singles too!


This invite came with the following message:
Just in case you're all looking for something this coming Valentines, here
is an event that might be good for you and that special someone! Lucia is the
violinist of Josh Groban and she is wicked wild. Check out the attachment for
more details! Bring the freak on!

Hmm... Too bad, my Valentine's night will most likely be spent with my family and daughter... No worries =)

Monday, January 28, 2008

Peter Pan and Neverland


I just realized that I'll be really sad when the time to finally say goodbye has come...

Neverland was Peter Pan's playground. It was where he hung out with some rowdy little rascals and played around with tiny, long-legged fairies in short tutus. It was just the most awesome place to be for boys like Peter who do not want to grow up--there are no chores, no grown ups, no rules and most of all, there's no time... or a sense of it.

But there was Tinkerbell, one of those fairies he fooled around with, who preferred Peter Pan among the other rascals. To her, he was special. Though she won't ever admit it. And though he would only take her for his ego.

In case you ever wondered how Peter thought of Tinkerbell, here's something which Tinkerbell could only hope that Peter really thought.

You're a--you're a complex Freudian hallucination having something to do
with my mother and I don't know why you have wings, but you have very lovely
legs and you're a very nice tiny person and what am I saying...

It was comforting for Tinkerbell to know that Peter Pan liked her for reasons that were not underneath her skimpy skirt. But to what extent...that obsessed her and often drove her bitchy.

But the worst of Tinkerbell's fears was Wendy Darling. Wendy was the girl who came from the real world... where there were teachers and homeworks, parents and punishments, and curfews and birthdays.

She made a difference to Neverland; a difference that's far beyond the work of Tinkerbell's wand nor the goodness of her tiny heart. It was a difference she caused to Peter Pan, the boy who would not grow up. For in time, Peter left his timeless playground to start a family with Wendy Darling.

It's a sad ending. But it's a fact that boys and fairies will never match. Except maybe mutually, when they can be just friends, or parasitically, when one of them takes advantage of the other.

Well, Peter Pan can always come to visit Tinkerbell in Neverland: the place which is in-between sleep and being awake.

But the thing is, she belongs in a world that existed only in Peter Pan's memory. That's why it's Neverland: it never existed.

Click here to read my old, old entry called Tinkerbell: The Bitchfairy.

A heartache leave...I WANT!

Got this from Yahoo! News. Wouldn't it be great to have it here in the Philippines? Otherwise, I'd have to call in another sick leave to nurse my would-be broken heart...

TOKYO (Reuters) - Lovelorn staff at a Japanese marketing company can take
paid time off after a bad break-up with a partner, with more "heartache leave"
on offer as they get older.

Tokyo-based Hime & Company, which also gives staff paid time off to hit
the shops during sales season, says heartache leave allows staff to cry
themselves out and return to work refreshed.

"Not everyone needs to take maternity leave but with heartbreak, everyone
needs time off, just like when you get sick," CEO Miki Hiradate, whose company
of six women markets cosmetics and other goods targeted for women, told Reuters
by telephone.

Staff aged 24 years or younger can take one day off per year, while
those between 25 and 29 can take two days off and those older can take three
days off, the company said.

"Women in their 20s can find their next love quickly, but it's tougher
for women in their 30s, and their break-ups tend to be more serious," Hiradate
said.

Hime & Company staff can also take two mornings off twice a year as
"sales shopping leave", so they can race to stores to hunt for bargains.

"Before, women could take half-days off to go to sales, but you'd have
to hide your shopping bags in lockers by the train station," Hiradate
said.

"But with paid leave, we don't have to feel guilty about bringing our
shopping bags to work, and we can enjoy the best part about sales shopping --
talking about our purchases afterwards."
(Reporting by Chisa Fujioka)

Yahoo! News: Japanese firm offers "heartache leave" for staff

Saturday, January 26, 2008

HOT

Found these while getting my weekly celeb updates from Perez Hilton.




This was taken during his latest trip to Sierra Leone as a UN Ambassador of Goodwill. Sigh... I'm such a weakling for athletic guys with a heart for the poor.

Here's what David blogged in his official website:

“I’ve just returned from visiting Sierra Leone in Africa as part of my role as
UNICEF Goodwill Ambassador. I was honored to be invited and though I saw many
problems and issues to tackle, I was heartened by the incredible and selfless
work UNICEF and other agencies are doing on the ground to help. I was also
humbled by the people of Sierra Leone who despite the problems they face, keep
smiling and are hopeful for the future. They made me feel extremely welcome in
their country and I will never forget the experience.One in four children die in
Sierra Leone before they reach the age of five and many of the diseases that
children suffer can be prevented. I genuinely hope that by visiting the affected
areas and spending time with some of the people there, it will draw the world’s
attention towards the problems children face not only in Sierra Leone but
similar situations across the world. If you want to make a donation to the
fantastic work that UNICEF does then please
click
here
.
Thank you
David”

Click here to read Perez' Any Excuse To Take His Shirt Off.
More on David Beckham.

Note/Photo credits: Sorry for the graffitis on the pics. Those were grabbed from Perez Hilton's blog.

Addicted to Funpix

Showcasing my favorite Funpix creations. If you wanna try it on your own pictures, then go to Slide.Com.

Groovy mum and fab baby!




Making my way through the paparazzi



Wanted coz I'm HOT



Postcard from Bora


Is it your eyes or is it just my man-boobs?

Feat. Teri's mus-cels and my Creamsilk hair

BE. UGLY.


The gay royalties and their cowboys


Hed Kandi: Kandi Lounge 2008


Track Listings
Disc: 1
1. 4hero Morning Child
2. Dame Shirley Bassey Slave To The Rhythm The Glimmer Twins Remix
3. 12th Floor Take It Back
4. Waldeck Memories
5. Andy Caldwell I Can't Wait
6. Moca Latein
7. The Snugs Strugglin' Rephrase Mix
8. Physics Don't U Want (Love)
9. D'Stephanie Rock The Disco
10. Sneaky Fox Broke
11. Peter, Bjorn & John Feat. Victoria Bergsman Young Folks
12. Office Gossip Say It
13. IKON Breaking All Good Funk Alliance Remix
14. Wez Clarke & Maxine Hardcastle Feat. The Lovely Laura on Sax Another Chance
Disc: 2
1. Simian Mobile Disco Hustler
2. DJ T-Rock & Squashy Nice Pretty Girl With A Crooked Smile
3. Pacha Massive Don't Let Go
4. Rodney Hunter Feat. Earl Zinger Physical
5. D'Nell 1st Magic Groove Shur-I-Kan Remix
6. Tennishero Midnight Love
7. Studio Life's A Beach Todd Terje Remix
8. Ananda Project Where The Music Takes You
9. Dorfmeister Vs. MDLA Boogie No More Reverso 68 Remix
10. John Dahlbäck Wonder
11. Miguel Migs Let Me Be Petalpusher Vocal Mix
12. Restless Soul Feat. Shea Soul Tricks
13. Osunlade April
Still hard to find...

Thursday, January 24, 2008

My Valentine's Wishlist

Well, is it time to move on now?

For almost three years, I hung on to my first gen iPod Nano out of sentimentality and practicality. With just 2 gigs of memory, I tried to squeeze in all the songs that I felt like playing over and over again on my long road trips.

It gets tiring after a while.

(FYI, it had to rest in its box for some time.)

But just when I thought that I was better off without an iPod, I saw a super 100 times better evolution of my iPod: the PINK third generation iPod Nano.




It has bigger memory (8 gig's the highest) and better resolution so it can play videos aside from just being a mere music player and a convenient memory stick for photos and other files. Both of this without sacrificing its Nano image of chic and tiny.

But I say that most of all, I like it coz it's pink!

Yeah, it's too chic to be true but isn't it the best Valentine's day present for myself?

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

Brokeback Star Found Dead


My morning was shook by news that Heath Ledger was found dead in his lower Manhattan apartment. To read and watch news about it, click here.

When I watch Dark Knight, for sure, I'll be feeling the same goosebumps which I felt when I watched Aaliyah in Queen of the Damned.


Photo credit: CNN.com

Saturday, January 19, 2008

Looking forward to...

Can't wait 'til Hot Mimi releases her next album, "That Chick." With Cupri, will.i.am and T-Pain collaborations, I bet the songs will be really, really hot for the summer.

Click here to read Billboard's Mariah Rolls with T-Pain, Dupri on New Album.

Meanwhile, everyobody's raving about Paula Abdul's single in Randy Jackson's new album Here's a teaser which I got from imeem. I think you have to log in to listen.

Anyway, even Perez Hilton likes the song. YEY! Dance like there's no tomorrow, Paula!

A Saturday Morning at Ateneo

During last week's get-together, I was told by my friend Tanya that diplomas for DS '05 grads are already available at the Office of the Registrar. So I thought that going there on a Saturday morning was a great idea.

I took pleasure in walking from Bellarmine to Admin (Xavier) because of the good weather and less human traffic. There were only few students who took Saturday classes and as Rick Olivares wrote in his blog, "that was a blessing because on a day like this the solitude and nostalgia were in perfect communion with the leafy greens and wide-open spaces."

But earlier, when I was to be dropped at Bellarmine, I was surprised to see a traffic build up in front of the Church of Gesu. It was only after I saw the Jesuits and some nuns that I realized it must have been the funeral mass of Fr. Honti.

Many of us, Filipinos, may have never met Fr. Hontiveros during his lifetime. But for sure, we have all sang the words of his mass songs. His music stays with us.

Click here to read Pananagutan and Fr. Honti, an Atenean's write-up about Fr. Honti's passing.

Anyway, I realized that it's been nearly three years since I left the Ateneo. Aside from the new buildings which grew like mushrooms all over the Loyola Schools complex, I noticed too that there were more ATM machines. It was a good thing coz I needed one that morning.

Just for kicks, I thought of visiting the Archives to look at some yearbooks. It was a bit embarrassing coz I asked for older yearbooks only to realize that Rick O was the guy who sat in one of the tables. Anyway, I think he's too busy to notice what I asked the lady for.

So after secretly laughing at the yearbook pics and write-ups of some people I know through work, I decided that it was time for me to go home. Of course, I did not forget to drop by the college chapel. I thought I was lucky coz there were confessions but apparently, they were for a class who's having their recollection. I think I'll come back before Ash Wednesday. I miss confessing to a Jesuit.

I went to have lunch at Shakey's after. I did not mind pigging out alone since I used to do that a lot, especially when my college friends/flatmates were out. But just when I thought I had my own peace and quiet with pizza and chicken, a group of 30 college kids came in. Ayayay! But hey, it wasn't as if I never became a part of such group. I remember trying out all the restos in Katips and Libis with my blockmates as a college frosh...

Okay, I'll stop at this point.

Thursday, January 17, 2008

God is my CEO


Today, I found myself in a series of fortunate events.

It may have been chance but the timing required and the odds to beat for luck to occur is just too hard to ignore. I believe that luck, its antithesis and serendipities are all the work of the hands of God.

It may have been a matter of choice. But then again, the series of choices we make--sometimes no matter how mundane and meaningless they are, lead us to a great masterplan, which is that of God's.

God is the CEO of the whole wide universe. Just like every CEO in the corporate world, He has a vision for humankind. And it is in this vision that we align our own mission in life. We have to share in God's plan for us to be able to feel the fullness of life.

(I remember Marcelo, my theo teacher at Ateneo, give the best explanation of why freewill exists even with God's plan around.)

I know I'm never the best person to talk about God. At times, I feel so unworthy. But I love him. I tell you, my dear readers, that it is by these series of events--fortunate or not, that I have found God and learned to love him.

That's why when Budd Davidson said that "to be in the right place at the right time is a spiritual experience,"

I couldn't agree any less.


* * *

My ever favorite depiction of God in a movie is that in the movie Bruce Almighty. God as a powerful middle-aged black man in a white suit. Yes, it is very unconventional. But I love it. And I love the contrast of his white suit on his skin. There is just something about that contrast that says He's both human and divine; that He's both a laborer of love and a CEO of mankind.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Malang at Eighty


Opens January 23, 6:30 PM Art Center, SM Megamall, Mandaluyong City.
(The show will be ongoing from January 23 - February 5, 2007.)

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

A chic find for the corporate chic!

Can anyone tell me what this picture is?

Make a guess...



It's the new laptop from Apple, silly.

It's so thin it can fit inside a brown envelope.







(Pictures taken from the Apple website.)

Sunday, January 13, 2008

Guess what? I'm in love!




I knew it and I have seen it coming. But it came only on the day that Batang Pinoy Ako* was conceived.

I fell in love with Manila.

It was because of those frequent solitary trips to Manila, which the project required, that I found my new subject of deep passion and interest.
Learning more about the city is a journey of self-discovery. Manila is the heart and soul of every Filipino. Filipinos do not have to travel far to find themselves. The answers are all in this city.
And so I make an announcement: I am creating a new blog. It will be a blog of all my travels--because just like everyone else, I dream of seeing the world and immersing myself in culture. But it will all start with the one which is closest but yet unexplored: the Philippine capital, Manila City.

* Batang Pinoy Ako is a cultural tour which we are organizing for the indigent children of Baseco, Tondo.

Photo credit: Skyscrapercity.com. The globe/fountain is now replaced by Lapu-lapu's monument.

Friday, January 11, 2008

Coming Home


I get really nostalgic whenever I have to pass by Katipunan Avenue. The lively strip of road houses many of my fondest memories of youth--quite lost after I became a young mother. I can always associate a face, an event or an object to a certain portion of the stretch that starts from the border of UP and ends at White Plains' intersection. But for me, the most special of them all (aside from Ateneo, Unit 802 and friends) is the boy who lived in the outskirts of the avenue.


Rare trips to Katipunan is like coming home to him... if only he knew that this is how I feel.

Nicole Richie's Preggy Look


Found this while browsing through the Top Socialite. I would love to have that preggy look... but not anytime soon.

BTW, heard she and Christina just gave birth to their kids at Cedars Sinai. CONGRATULATIONS to both 'em hot mamas! XD


* * *
Nicole and Joel Madden's daughter is named Harlow Winter Kate Madden. Woo-hoo! Cheers to the lovely couple! =)

Shocking new details about Britney's meltdown

LAPD reports say...

- When the cops showed up, Britney was locked in the master bathroom with Jayden James.
- Britney refused to come out for nearly three hours. When she did, all she was wearing was panties.
- Britney was incoherent, screaming at the cops, "What the f*** are you doing in my house? I know who you are." She continued ranting, "I don't need your f***ing help." At one point Britney, whose moods swung wildly from laughter to rage to sobs, hollered, "You will do as I say."

Read more of the shocking details at Perez Hilton: Popping Pills!

Ermmm... I think she really needs help.


Update:

Here are some really scary pics of Britney from the meltdown. Makes me think she really, really needs help.




Friday, January 4, 2008

Britney Paparazzi: K.Fed Gets Sole Custody of Britney's Kids


Made for Britney supporters, not for her critics.


The latest scoop on Britney.
US Court awards sole custody of Britney's sons: Sean Preston and Jayden James to Kevin Federline. That's sad news but I guess it's just the right decision for now. Britney should really get some help.
As K.Fed's lawyer said, there are no winners here.

How I Finally Ditched that Yo



Just like any drama queen for a girlfriend, I called it quits with Mr. Yo for quite a million times already. And as always, all the goodbyes resulted into reconciliation. So after a day, two days, a week, a couple of weeks or a few months at the longest, Mr. Yo and I are one again.

As the old, familiar saying: you sow an action and reap a habit; you sow a habit and reap a character; you sow a character and reap a destiny goes, I started smoking as a mere social action. I admit--without the slightest bit of shame, that I tried smoking out of satisfying my curiosity and succumbing into peer pressure. Later on, this mere social action became a habit. It became an activity after class, during long breaks, before and after an exam, after eating and while drinking coffee and booze.

It was a costly habit. Just like most women I know, I started with West Ice, Capri and DJ Mix strawberry. Let's say that I consumed a pack a day (including the bums), at P50 a day then, it could've been enough to feed someone everyday. Since I've gone for the cheaper Winston and Marlboro Lights, every year, I spent P9,000 for cigarettes.

Because it was hard to let go of something which became a habit. I pretty much became dependent on cigarettes. Mr. Yo was my ever reliable buddy. He accompanied me on stressful days like on hell weeks when there were so many papers and exams. He was there with me on cold, lonely nights when I was faced with teenage heartbreaks. And he made the best partner-in-crime: he made gimmick and drinking nights funner than what could've been without them.

I was a Yosi Girl and it was both a character and a fate which I did not feel like changing.


You see, those informational campaigns didn't work on me (and I guess on majority of smokers). I was grossed by the chemicals present in a stick of yosi and what that stick can possibly cause to my body organs. But it did not move me to stop smoking. The dad or the uncle of who who had to live on soup and Jell-Os coz solid food just can't go through his throat did not also bother me at all.

Yes, I have been cautious. As a part of an organization which advocates against cancer (good grace, I know I've been such a hypocrite), I decided that if I cannot quit then I might as well become a responsible smoker. I only smoked in designated areas for smoking and I made sure that no non-smoker--without their consent, inhaled the fumes of my cigarette. I thought that if I sinned because I knew that I was killing myself out of the habit, I was doing less evil by sparing others from second hand smoke.

I may not have died from a smoker's disease but then came the day when I slowly started to zoom into the teeny weeny effects of smoking on my skin, breath and respiration. Yes, I hated the eeky smell that the cigarette left on my fingers and clothes. Yes, I dreaded the fact that smokers' skin age faster. Yosi became that bad for me that even my body refused another puff whenever I forced myself to smoke.

How I quit started with an act. It was an act that sprang from the will and the choice of not smoking. Soon, refusing to smoke became a habit. Then because habits make a character out of us, I was no longer among the smoker's click. Nobody in the office thought of me as Yosi Girl. Even former yosi buddies did not think of me as a smoker anymore. And because of this, I was able to reverse my destiny.

I am happy that I no longer feel the urge to smoke. I am happy that I no longer feel tempted by friends who smoke. And most of all, I am happy that I can already cope with stress, heartbreaks and other problems without the aid of Mr. Yo.

I realized that quitting is an act of self-empowerment. If you ditch that yo for good, then you stand an inch higher on your heels.

* * *
Thanks to the power of institutions to change habits. Laws and ordinances that prohibit smoking in crowded places made people smoke less. Yes, thank you Ateneo for the smockets or the SPGs (later on, wala na talaga). Thank you Mayor Binay for making Makati the first Philippine city to prohibit smoking in buildings; Davao and other cities followed.

And thanks to my daughter. Because of my pregnancy and breastfeeding days, I knew that it was indeed possible to quit. So for her, I give her the assurance that I won't leave her because of dying from a smoker's disease.

Images from viraltrivedi.wordpress.com, www.crestock.com and www.library.nhs.uk.

Britney Paparazzi


Made for Britney supporters, not for her critics.


The latest scoop on Britney.

This time, it involves the paramedics.

Britney was taken away by paramedics and police from her house in Beverly Hills after a custody fight with her former husband, Kevin Federline.


I think Britney really needs psychiatric help. Unlike so many people condemn her for all her attention-getting antics, I completely understand her. The divorce was hard for her. I don't see her as a bitch or as bad person. We've seen what she gave up for Kevin and her kids; for the family that she wanted to raise. As things didn't turn out the way she wanted them to be, Britney's way of coping was not as easy for other people. I'm not putting the blame on media and the paparazzi but I think it's a factor.

Britney is struggling and I believe it's a humane act for everyone to cut her some slack. It's just so sad that so many people are acting as crabs by pulling her down even more!


A twist of events: Britney chases a paparazzo.

We wouldn't know what really happened during that night but hey, it's about time that the paparazzi get a dose of their own medicine.


These are all for now, folks. Watch out for more Britney updates.

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

Greetings to All!