7.14.2009
on ryan and friendships
I consider myself lucky with the friendships I have formed over the years. Even during my elementary and high school days, I haven’t been one who will easily end up in big groups. I’ve always been someone who’s more inclined to forming one or two close-knit associations with a classmate, a dorm mate, or an officemate, at specific points in my life; the luck there, I suppose, is that those friendships remained, even after years of not seeing the other. I guess it’s partly because when I choose to reveal myself to a person, its usually a no-holds-barred session that will always end in that person knowing me from head to foot, even, as they say, in the tiny moist crevices (an advice to you, dear gentle reader : don't take this literally, ok? hehehe). Thank you, ryan for the gift of friendship. I’ve said this through text, and in facebook; but I somehow feel the urge to thank you here, too. thanks friend.
7.05.2009
possible stalker in da haws.
paranoid lang siguro ako but i think i am being stalked.
nope, scratch that. make it
paranoid na siguro ako kaya i think i am being stalked.
to those privileged few who knew the backstory concerning ugly-sick-pig, no, this is not an ugly-sick-pig related incident.
having had so many things happen to me in just a year's time, at first glance, ugly-sick-pig could easily be the most probable creature-candidate to stalk me. but judging from the cunning way this thing has been done, i doubt ugly-sick-pig's hooves are the marks i'm currently investigating on. from the evidence gathered, this stalker has far more cunning than ugly sick pig will ever have or ever possess. and it just sickens me that this creature just won't leave me be.
ganun na ba sya kamiserable, if ever my theory slash hunch proves to be right? well i guess if you're old, ugly and unloved, its THAT easy to be miserable, di ba? i'm praying though, that i go wrong with this. i just have my hands full with so many things right now, that the last thing i need is to be followed around by this creature from hell.
...not that i resent being followed. i thank you, and love you guys for following me! ;)
this entry is intentionally cryptic. decrypt at your own risk.
nope, scratch that. make it
paranoid na siguro ako kaya i think i am being stalked.
to those privileged few who knew the backstory concerning ugly-sick-pig, no, this is not an ugly-sick-pig related incident.
having had so many things happen to me in just a year's time, at first glance, ugly-sick-pig could easily be the most probable creature-candidate to stalk me. but judging from the cunning way this thing has been done, i doubt ugly-sick-pig's hooves are the marks i'm currently investigating on. from the evidence gathered, this stalker has far more cunning than ugly sick pig will ever have or ever possess. and it just sickens me that this creature just won't leave me be.
ganun na ba sya kamiserable, if ever my theory slash hunch proves to be right? well i guess if you're old, ugly and unloved, its THAT easy to be miserable, di ba? i'm praying though, that i go wrong with this. i just have my hands full with so many things right now, that the last thing i need is to be followed around by this creature from hell.
...not that i resent being followed. i thank you, and love you guys for following me! ;)
this entry is intentionally cryptic. decrypt at your own risk.
7.04.2009
camwhore reprised
a good friend of mine from a previous job and i have recently gotten together after a long time of no communication. the silence is not deliberate, we just got busy, i guess.
we kept each other's numbers in our respective lists though, checking on each other's being once in a while, at friendster or on facebook; but nevertheless went on living our own lives, not knowing when we'll ever be meeting again. indeed, prior to our meet-up last wednesday at the megamall, it has been 2 years since we last saw each other; and it has been six years since that emotional farewell party from my first job where she was one of the well-wishers; and sometime along that period i reckon, preceeding by just a mere month, of course figures my long, intimate conversations with her before breaking the news that i'm leaving for another job. yes, we were close. and its a bit saddening that we haven't maintained regular communication over the years except for a trickle of "hello, musta?" once in a while. so when out of the blue or by a freak accident of nature in which we got to truly engage each other up again over facebook's messaging system last wednesday, we decided to meet up that very night.
*** (yes, lets call her "***" for the time being) was her usual beaming self when i saw her from the corner of my eyes, standing up from her station in a villman net shop at cyberzone. she has been waiting for me for over an hour already, i guess--though i have apologized early on in our short messaging conversations that i cannot, try as i might, leave early from work to meet her. all my previous worries dissipated when i saw her familiar, out-of-this-world smile greeting me. she was wearing a pink shawl made of slightly shimmering fabric that i don't remember to jive with her taste of clothing accessories back when we were still officemates; it suited her fine features perfectly though. after an unexpected warm hug from her (wow, she really did miss me, hehehe) and exchanging the requisite pleasantries, i soon learned that the shawl in contention was indeed not hers, but another officemate's. whew. good to know that i still know her afterall.
we had our dinner at amici's. we ordered their fruti di mare pizza which effortlessly ranked 10 in gentle's levels of scrumptiousness. at the onset we agreed to divide the pizza equally for two but she wove her magic over the course of dinner conversation that i ended up eating around five or six slices. shit. all those hours at the gym going down the drain as easy as one-two-three. she laughed again. while spooning her vegetable soup, she casually put forth a subject i've been meaning to avoid ever since the first "hello" was uttered: so, are you willing now to pose nude for me? (for the backstory click here)
gulp.
we kept each other's numbers in our respective lists though, checking on each other's being once in a while, at friendster or on facebook; but nevertheless went on living our own lives, not knowing when we'll ever be meeting again. indeed, prior to our meet-up last wednesday at the megamall, it has been 2 years since we last saw each other; and it has been six years since that emotional farewell party from my first job where she was one of the well-wishers; and sometime along that period i reckon, preceeding by just a mere month, of course figures my long, intimate conversations with her before breaking the news that i'm leaving for another job. yes, we were close. and its a bit saddening that we haven't maintained regular communication over the years except for a trickle of "hello, musta?" once in a while. so when out of the blue or by a freak accident of nature in which we got to truly engage each other up again over facebook's messaging system last wednesday, we decided to meet up that very night.
*** (yes, lets call her "***" for the time being) was her usual beaming self when i saw her from the corner of my eyes, standing up from her station in a villman net shop at cyberzone. she has been waiting for me for over an hour already, i guess--though i have apologized early on in our short messaging conversations that i cannot, try as i might, leave early from work to meet her. all my previous worries dissipated when i saw her familiar, out-of-this-world smile greeting me. she was wearing a pink shawl made of slightly shimmering fabric that i don't remember to jive with her taste of clothing accessories back when we were still officemates; it suited her fine features perfectly though. after an unexpected warm hug from her (wow, she really did miss me, hehehe) and exchanging the requisite pleasantries, i soon learned that the shawl in contention was indeed not hers, but another officemate's. whew. good to know that i still know her afterall.
we had our dinner at amici's. we ordered their fruti di mare pizza which effortlessly ranked 10 in gentle's levels of scrumptiousness. at the onset we agreed to divide the pizza equally for two but she wove her magic over the course of dinner conversation that i ended up eating around five or six slices. shit. all those hours at the gym going down the drain as easy as one-two-three. she laughed again. while spooning her vegetable soup, she casually put forth a subject i've been meaning to avoid ever since the first "hello" was uttered: so, are you willing now to pose nude for me? (for the backstory click here)
gulp.
7.03.2009
this is not a goldilocks-paid writeup
i'm at sm megamall now. i just payed for my monthly electricity consumption at the bills payment section of the mall, and later proceeded to have my lunch at goldilocks. i ordered beef caldereta and fried rice like i always do, whenever i find myself dining here. looking at the attractive pictures of their menu displayed before the counter, i was tempted to try one of the combo meals which looked tempting enough (pork barbeque, laing, pancit and rice), but decided to opt for my first choice instead.
my love affair with the goldilocks caldereta goes back some fifteen years ago, when CSI Mall (yep, after the famous tv series, but obviously its predecessor), the first big mall in pangasinan opened its doors at dagupan city. i was around twelve then, i think; and i thought to myself "wow, such a huge mall with nice airconditioning!" hahaha. promdi talaga. well, we go to manila every now and then (refer to previous posts) but dagupan is the closest thing to a bustling metro that's well within reach whenever tatay needs to buy stuff, see sights or just go check on whats new. so there i was, with tatay; and i think nanay and ate were there too, but my mind is a bit hazy on this bit of detail. it was already noontime when we've already finished making the rounds of the newly-opened shops. we soon found ourselves at goldilocks with its clear floor-to-ceiling glass panels, so people outside the mall can be all the more enticed with whats being had by its hungry patrons.
tatay being the foodie expert started pointing at this and that dish, and soon enough he had the perfect pairing ready for us to feast on : beef caldereta, fried rice and lumpiang shanghai. just imagine--tender beef slices in a spicy-creamy tomato sauce concoction topped with green peas, potatoes and grated cheese. pair that with the steaming, multi-textured goodness of their fried rice with sliced ham, carrots, garlic and onions... lovely. of course, lumpiang shanghai perfectly complimented the fried rice and provided a good contrast with the saucy caldereta. yum. i think i had two orders of fried rice then. hehehe.
that was my first goldilocks experience; and to a young promdi boy of twelve years or so, it was a sumptuous one. i remember the late afternoon sun warming my skin as we traveled back to urdaneta after a day of scouring the streets of dagupan; but moreso, i remember the caldereta, the shanghai and the fried rice.
so whenever i find myself in a goldilocks restaurant, i always have this pairing in my mind's catalog, ready for easy pick-up. its like having a little part of tatay with me wherever i go. uy, its been an hour na, since lunch. maybe that part of tatay is being digested na as we speak. hehehe.
when i was in first year college and still learning the ropes of living by myself (and SM City North Edsa was the only SM City known to me), i remember how the caldereta i used to order there being so much closer to the caldereta of years passed. that one was much bigger in serving, too, than the one i just had (and is currently digesting in my stomach). the taste is still close to the caldereta of CSI Mall's opening day, but the serving is an itty-bitty version of the glorified caldereta in my mind. even the size of the fried rice was halved. i didn't order shanghai btw, as i'm a bit on a tight budget (and shanghai is far too common nowadays--even our canteen in the office has a similar-tasting dish offering). well, what am i really saying? all i'm saying is that i'm just a bit disappointed with the experience. and that's the whole point of this blog, really.
well, ang nagagawa nga naman ng isang buwang pagkawala. hehehe.
my love affair with the goldilocks caldereta goes back some fifteen years ago, when CSI Mall (yep, after the famous tv series, but obviously its predecessor), the first big mall in pangasinan opened its doors at dagupan city. i was around twelve then, i think; and i thought to myself "wow, such a huge mall with nice airconditioning!" hahaha. promdi talaga. well, we go to manila every now and then (refer to previous posts) but dagupan is the closest thing to a bustling metro that's well within reach whenever tatay needs to buy stuff, see sights or just go check on whats new. so there i was, with tatay; and i think nanay and ate were there too, but my mind is a bit hazy on this bit of detail. it was already noontime when we've already finished making the rounds of the newly-opened shops. we soon found ourselves at goldilocks with its clear floor-to-ceiling glass panels, so people outside the mall can be all the more enticed with whats being had by its hungry patrons.
tatay being the foodie expert started pointing at this and that dish, and soon enough he had the perfect pairing ready for us to feast on : beef caldereta, fried rice and lumpiang shanghai. just imagine--tender beef slices in a spicy-creamy tomato sauce concoction topped with green peas, potatoes and grated cheese. pair that with the steaming, multi-textured goodness of their fried rice with sliced ham, carrots, garlic and onions... lovely. of course, lumpiang shanghai perfectly complimented the fried rice and provided a good contrast with the saucy caldereta. yum. i think i had two orders of fried rice then. hehehe.
that was my first goldilocks experience; and to a young promdi boy of twelve years or so, it was a sumptuous one. i remember the late afternoon sun warming my skin as we traveled back to urdaneta after a day of scouring the streets of dagupan; but moreso, i remember the caldereta, the shanghai and the fried rice.
so whenever i find myself in a goldilocks restaurant, i always have this pairing in my mind's catalog, ready for easy pick-up. its like having a little part of tatay with me wherever i go. uy, its been an hour na, since lunch. maybe that part of tatay is being digested na as we speak. hehehe.
when i was in first year college and still learning the ropes of living by myself (and SM City North Edsa was the only SM City known to me), i remember how the caldereta i used to order there being so much closer to the caldereta of years passed. that one was much bigger in serving, too, than the one i just had (and is currently digesting in my stomach). the taste is still close to the caldereta of CSI Mall's opening day, but the serving is an itty-bitty version of the glorified caldereta in my mind. even the size of the fried rice was halved. i didn't order shanghai btw, as i'm a bit on a tight budget (and shanghai is far too common nowadays--even our canteen in the office has a similar-tasting dish offering). well, what am i really saying? all i'm saying is that i'm just a bit disappointed with the experience. and that's the whole point of this blog, really.
well, ang nagagawa nga naman ng isang buwang pagkawala. hehehe.
7.02.2009
ow-em-ji.
o-m-g. i really have to clean up the room. and not just walis the floor ya know. it has to be major. like punas and stuff. (whoah, why am i talkin in a freakin kolehiyala way all so suddenly???)
last night i had major coughing scenes, one after another; something that just happened on the spot. like michael jackson's death. or david carradine's. (more on david's, later). i think it has something to do with the dust sticking to almost anything and everything inside that little abode i have been occupying for almost a year now. and when i inhale, ya know, like when the lungs expand to take in a fresh gust of air, its those sticky particles of dust that get through. and so the coughing scenes.
if memory serves me right, the last time i did a major clean-up, like arrangin things and stuff, was when shattershards and eyvicat slept-over around december of last year, after spending a day touring the metro and its obscure, out of the way eating places together with chyncha and the rabbit. hehehe. i'm so freakin clean and organized ya know! waaaiit! before those eardrum-shattering reactions, hear my alibi first wil ya? puhleaase??!
well... arrivin rather late from work, as i get off by around seven in the evening.. i have to wait for yet another twenty minutes for the shuttlebus to leave and take us directly to the mrt; takin the train and arrivin at boni / shaw by eight pm, eating my dinner then goin straight to gym for my evening workout. arriving home i barely have enough energy to do anything but to watch my anime! it ain't fair!! and what? you still expect me to dust things and be the freakin maid?? no way!! i've to sleep, ya know. i'm onto my sixty-second episode for one piece, btw. hehehe.
i'm in a net shop at boni right now, my precious globe visibility kit (now repackaged by globe as "tatoo") having left my care some two weeks ago. by leaving i meant, slipping from one's pockets unbeknownst to the gentle one. adik kasi eh, pati ba naman kasi sa bus papunta ng manila nag-iinternet; ayan tuloy, nahulog sa bulsa. i should'av just waited to arrive at boni and just surfed to my heart's content there! but nope! it just can't be! five hours sitting and doing nothing but staring at endless stretches of fields and houses (and occasional cuties along the way) is just not the way to go. i'm a type A personality; i've to always have something filling up my time, else i go bonkers. boinnng!!
so why am i here at the netshop? well, aside from the obvious (typing away, dear gentle reader), i had to check my email for an e-ticket and print it for tomorrow's seminar i am to attend, with shattershards at SM City North Edsa. the seminar's on blogging and how to make money out of what you babble about. sounds interesting? i hope. for myself and shat's sake hehehe. well, i really don't know what the particulars are of the said seminar, as i am just working on the overview eyvicat gave me, when he got ourselves registered for the event through mother zephyr. eyvicat's at cebu now, so its gonna be me and shats tomorrow, sitting it out for a 9-5 session that, i hope won't spell itself as b-o-r-i-n-g! welwelwel. pray its not, dear gentle reader.
about the david carradine item i babbled in my intro, well its this news article that came out at Time (i think) not one week ago saying that "Bill" from Tarantino's fourth opus Kill Bill, was found dead in a hotel room somewhere in Asia, his cause of death being "auto erotic self asphyxation" or something like that. its not as big an item like jacko's death but having read the item somewhat sent shivers down my spine. an officemate asked me what i make out of the clinical term the magazine printed as cause of carradine's death. i said to her its just another way of saying he died from "sobrang sarap". Time is just decent enough not to treat his death as tabloid fare; had it happened here and not in other parts of Asia, i bet our tabloids will have had a grand time feasting on poor David.
oh well.
last night i had major coughing scenes, one after another; something that just happened on the spot. like michael jackson's death. or david carradine's. (more on david's, later). i think it has something to do with the dust sticking to almost anything and everything inside that little abode i have been occupying for almost a year now. and when i inhale, ya know, like when the lungs expand to take in a fresh gust of air, its those sticky particles of dust that get through. and so the coughing scenes.
if memory serves me right, the last time i did a major clean-up, like arrangin things and stuff, was when shattershards and eyvicat slept-over around december of last year, after spending a day touring the metro and its obscure, out of the way eating places together with chyncha and the rabbit. hehehe. i'm so freakin clean and organized ya know! waaaiit! before those eardrum-shattering reactions, hear my alibi first wil ya? puhleaase??!
well... arrivin rather late from work, as i get off by around seven in the evening.. i have to wait for yet another twenty minutes for the shuttlebus to leave and take us directly to the mrt; takin the train and arrivin at boni / shaw by eight pm, eating my dinner then goin straight to gym for my evening workout. arriving home i barely have enough energy to do anything but to watch my anime! it ain't fair!! and what? you still expect me to dust things and be the freakin maid?? no way!! i've to sleep, ya know. i'm onto my sixty-second episode for one piece, btw. hehehe.
i'm in a net shop at boni right now, my precious globe visibility kit (now repackaged by globe as "tatoo") having left my care some two weeks ago. by leaving i meant, slipping from one's pockets unbeknownst to the gentle one. adik kasi eh, pati ba naman kasi sa bus papunta ng manila nag-iinternet; ayan tuloy, nahulog sa bulsa. i should'av just waited to arrive at boni and just surfed to my heart's content there! but nope! it just can't be! five hours sitting and doing nothing but staring at endless stretches of fields and houses (and occasional cuties along the way) is just not the way to go. i'm a type A personality; i've to always have something filling up my time, else i go bonkers. boinnng!!
so why am i here at the netshop? well, aside from the obvious (typing away, dear gentle reader), i had to check my email for an e-ticket and print it for tomorrow's seminar i am to attend, with shattershards at SM City North Edsa. the seminar's on blogging and how to make money out of what you babble about. sounds interesting? i hope. for myself and shat's sake hehehe. well, i really don't know what the particulars are of the said seminar, as i am just working on the overview eyvicat gave me, when he got ourselves registered for the event through mother zephyr. eyvicat's at cebu now, so its gonna be me and shats tomorrow, sitting it out for a 9-5 session that, i hope won't spell itself as b-o-r-i-n-g! welwelwel. pray its not, dear gentle reader.
about the david carradine item i babbled in my intro, well its this news article that came out at Time (i think) not one week ago saying that "Bill" from Tarantino's fourth opus Kill Bill, was found dead in a hotel room somewhere in Asia, his cause of death being "auto erotic self asphyxation" or something like that. its not as big an item like jacko's death but having read the item somewhat sent shivers down my spine. an officemate asked me what i make out of the clinical term the magazine printed as cause of carradine's death. i said to her its just another way of saying he died from "sobrang sarap". Time is just decent enough not to treat his death as tabloid fare; had it happened here and not in other parts of Asia, i bet our tabloids will have had a grand time feasting on poor David.
oh well.
6.29.2009
season pilot : wala lang
in the days leading to the broadcast of this season's pilot episode, i have been thinking hard on what to write, going back to my days of inactivity, searching the big events, the little moments, and everything in between. it has to be big. it has to be grand. epic. profound. funtabulous. nothing short of mind-blowing in all aspects; it is after all, the greenbackseat--the online chronicle of a gentle life.
should i write about my work-out days at the gym? my love affair with the treadmill and how the headcoach irks me everytime i see him? should i write about those two old tribeswomen i see every night at the boni mrt station, begging for alms from train commuters? or perhaps how, some nights ago, while sipping coffee from a kopiroti shop, i had this "nescafe" moment--it just felt like i'm shooting a commercial with every sip, haha!
sorting out those little details is enough to get me excited. everytime i think of something, another completely unrelated one pops out of my head, like a mushroom springing forth from the earth. (a glorious image, don't you think?)
i even thought of writing about how i think nanay has aged gracefully, and how she always looks young before my eyes; but i never intended my opener to get too melodramatic so i scratched the idea before it ever got to be a full-blown one. i suppose it'll be enough to say that i take from my mom a lot. some would say i got my (hot) looks from tatay, but the unseen ones (uhm, aura?) i got from her. magaling kayang magproject ang nanay ko. hehehe.
anyways i'm wearing my (newly-bought) luffy pendant today. luffy is monkey d. luffy--the 12 year old kid with the infectious laughter, and the main character in "one piece" anime which i soo love; and i'm not feeling so teenager-ish today. not at all. haha!!
i was at comic alley yesterday, looking for one piece collectibles to put on top of my desk at the office, amidst a sea of teenagers that gush at naruto, deathnote and bleach. the saleslady was secretly laughing at me in all probability as it took me quite some time to decide which is better for a pendant--a straw hat one or a pirate skull? it was such a hard decision to make, really, such that i already purchased zoro and sanji action figures but still, i haven't quite figured out what, out of those two choices, will make a better statement when i wear them. imagine me being stuck in that predicament while i was wearing my monday uniform--a long sleeved barong tagalog. hehehe.
i ended up buying the straw hat pendant, and i couldn't have been much happier with my choice. two of my officemates noticed it already; well, whadayaknow? they like it too, much as i do. surprised, surprised? nope, not quite. i've always known i have such excellent taste. hehehe. :)
with the zoro and sanji action figures, i decided they're better off at home than in the office. they're too much precious to be left idling around. what if somebody just picks them up? there are lots of people lounging at the library afterall, and one can never be too trustworthy, even if they're just action figures.. well because they ARE action figures!
well. so much for a profound, funtabulous, mind-blowing season opener. dang!
should i write about my work-out days at the gym? my love affair with the treadmill and how the headcoach irks me everytime i see him? should i write about those two old tribeswomen i see every night at the boni mrt station, begging for alms from train commuters? or perhaps how, some nights ago, while sipping coffee from a kopiroti shop, i had this "nescafe" moment--it just felt like i'm shooting a commercial with every sip, haha!
sorting out those little details is enough to get me excited. everytime i think of something, another completely unrelated one pops out of my head, like a mushroom springing forth from the earth. (a glorious image, don't you think?)
i even thought of writing about how i think nanay has aged gracefully, and how she always looks young before my eyes; but i never intended my opener to get too melodramatic so i scratched the idea before it ever got to be a full-blown one. i suppose it'll be enough to say that i take from my mom a lot. some would say i got my (hot) looks from tatay, but the unseen ones (uhm, aura?) i got from her. magaling kayang magproject ang nanay ko. hehehe.
anyways i'm wearing my (newly-bought) luffy pendant today. luffy is monkey d. luffy--the 12 year old kid with the infectious laughter, and the main character in "one piece" anime which i soo love; and i'm not feeling so teenager-ish today. not at all. haha!!
i was at comic alley yesterday, looking for one piece collectibles to put on top of my desk at the office, amidst a sea of teenagers that gush at naruto, deathnote and bleach. the saleslady was secretly laughing at me in all probability as it took me quite some time to decide which is better for a pendant--a straw hat one or a pirate skull? it was such a hard decision to make, really, such that i already purchased zoro and sanji action figures but still, i haven't quite figured out what, out of those two choices, will make a better statement when i wear them. imagine me being stuck in that predicament while i was wearing my monday uniform--a long sleeved barong tagalog. hehehe.
i ended up buying the straw hat pendant, and i couldn't have been much happier with my choice. two of my officemates noticed it already; well, whadayaknow? they like it too, much as i do. surprised, surprised? nope, not quite. i've always known i have such excellent taste. hehehe. :)
with the zoro and sanji action figures, i decided they're better off at home than in the office. they're too much precious to be left idling around. what if somebody just picks them up? there are lots of people lounging at the library afterall, and one can never be too trustworthy, even if they're just action figures.. well because they ARE action figures!
well. so much for a profound, funtabulous, mind-blowing season opener. dang!
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