praktis ako ng praktis!

Most of the time I feel like that kid in the lucky me commercial. The crybaby who said to his mom with tears staining his chubby cheeks “praktis naman ako ng praktis”, when he learned he didn’t make it in the tryouts. Well, I haven't really been practicing, in the past two months. Actually I’ve been in hibernation, so to speak, when it comes to the matter of regular exercise; so I have no right to compare myself to the kid. But I share his frustration. Mine’s been accumulated over the years, as I tried so hard to maintain a slim figure through diet and exercise, afraid of going back to my old form—that fat kid everybody loves to squeeze because he’s so squishy-soft, but low in self-esteem coz he’s physically different from all the normal-looking kids around him. But yes, as the past entries lamented, I’ve been letting my guard down. I’m still far from that picture that I loathe looking at, but I will not wait for the time when reality meets history. In the last four days, I’ve been trying to go back to yoga. My sessions have been itty-bitty ones, not the full-length sessions I used to do. Small steps, but steps nonetheless. I’ve my exercise bag with me now, so that after office I could go back to working the treadmill at the gym. As I said in my previous entry, no weights first. I just want to feel the regularity of exercise coming back to my system. Yes, it’s me again back to “praktis ng praktis”, lets just hope I get to see some results in due time. Sabi nga ng nanay sa commercial, “tomorrow is another day”.

your one minute gentle

nahihilo ako. kelangan ko na talagang magbawas ng kain. ang hirap naman kasing magpigil. kakakain ko lang sa chowking ha--sulusyon ko sa hilo. haay.

i'm discovering the joys of stop-motion animated movies once again. thanks, coraline! napadaan tuloy ako sa friendly neighborhood muslim vendor, and bought an 8-in-1 disc movie collection. marathon ito mamaya.

fuck, napurga ako sa commercials ng mga pulitiko sa bus kahapon. kanina din ulit, kasi maghapong bukas ang tv sa bahay. one could tell malapit na talaga ang election. ang kaisa-isang commercial to make my day e yung commercial ng lucky me about a boy na praktis ng praktis pero di pumasa sa tryout. hehehe, kulit.

tumambling ako sa usapan kanina nung mga kapwa ko nag-aantay na tawagin ang number ng bank teller. apat daw ang thesis nya. hello, buhay ka pa. pinagchismisan din nila yung mga batchmates nilang nakikita nila sa facebook. may koment si ateng bangka sa lahat ng mabanggit na pangalan. sobrang taba. sobrang payat. mukha nang matanda. hindi na nya babalikan yung isa--napagsawaan na daw nya. napalingon ako. hello ate ang ganda mo.

sunog sa kabilang kalye

Maaga akong nagising, mag-aalas singko pa lang ng madaling araw kanina. Ginising ako ng landlady ko. May sunog daw sa kabilang kanto. Naglabasan din yung ibang mga nagrerent para silipin ang kaguluhan sa kalsada. Fire-out naman na nung lumabas kami at naki-usi—usok na lang ang natatanaw namin coming from the roof of houses. Buti na lang mabilis mag-respond ang mga bumbero namin. The last thing i want to do is to haul my things outside the street at magtatakbo palayo sa nasusunog na unit ko. hehehe. wa-poise.

So ayun, balik na kami sa kanya kanyang unit. Got to meet two renters na nun ko din lang nakita, and malamang yun na rin ang last na pagkikita namin. May kanya-kanyang mundo dito, most of the renters here work at call centers, and malamang yung iba kakarating pa lang from work, nag-reready matulog. Yung iba naman have day jobs like me, and malamang papagising na din to prepare for work. Ako, well nakaleave ako at pauwi naman ng province later, hehe. Since medyo mahaba na din ang tulog ko, i took advantage of having rested my body quite sufficiently, to do something i haven’t done in a while. Since my operation, i had zero physical activity relating to exercise so i tried my left wrist for the first time in nearly two months, if it can already withstand the pressures of chaturanga dandasana. Ok naman, nakaka-balance naman ako with the yoga push up position pero i notice that said wrist and arm kinda tremble with my weight when i lean forward, getting to the full pose. Yes, the operation weakened my wrist. Not the one to easily give up, i pushed myself to meeting the 14 repetitions of a full sun salute cycle i set myself to do on the outset. Natapos ko naman. Yan, puro sun salute muna in the next three days or so, just so masanay ulit katawan ko with exercise. Next week i’ll be including treadmill na, kahit pakonti-konti. Lifting weights will have to wait a little longer. Kung sa body weight nga lang sa yoga, nanginginig na ako, how much more with actual weights? Gudlak.

After that, i got to editing some pictures still in my sd card. Gotta remind myself to buy a reserve card; grabe, in just two months of shooting with cocoy (my Nikon dslr) napuno ko na kaagad yung freebie na sd card, hehe. Pwede na ko umuwi after typing this, actually, pero may bilin pa si geloy, and that anime shop doesn’t open til 12 noon. So i guess, i can still upload some pictures for flickr, and go to the fort to buy cupcakes at sonja’s. Shet, antakaw ko. haha! Hindi kaya!! Gusto ko lang naman patikman si ate, di pa kasi nya natitikman yun. Layo kasi ng the fort kung sasadyain ko straight from work in the evening tapos byahe na din kaagad ako pa-probinsya.. e anong oras na kaya ako makakarating non, no?!

of ugly sick pig and meat falling off the bone

Go on, sear me a beauty
That’s it—tender, falling off the bone
That one sure looks tempting enough;
Succulent, til the last drop
that’s bound to glaze my lips, wet my tongue
Stoke my hunger for more
As you stoke that fire to a roaring splendor

I intended to post this one over at my poetry site but i was never really comfortable with it to begin with. I honestly think its crap. It must be that i’m still not over with the holiday bug—all those delicious food, haha! Well it just goes to show that gluttony and poetry do not mix very well.

My office pc is finally working—was just delivered today. Now i can finally go back to REAL work. I hope it doesn’t bog down on me again. Hah! So much precious data.. can’t afford to lose a single one.

Anyways, i’t gonna be a real quickie.. its nearly seven in the evening; in a short while the floodway will be teeming with schools of fish all wanting to be out. But this has just to get through : the ugly sick pig incident has finally reached a satisfying ending. Its a hard battle, but i ended victorious. All the hard work has finally paid off, thanks to the people who rallied behind my cause. The ugly sick pig has fallen to the ground. And i couldn’t be anymore happier.