Wednesday, December 31, 2008

2008 in Pictures

Wednesday, December 31, 2008

Saturday, December 27, 2008

Vacation Mode

Saturday, December 27, 2008

For the past few days, I have been wanting to write a sensible post. But my bed beckons me. It's like I can sleep all day long and still long for more. And when I'm awake, I can't seem to take my eyes away from the pages of the book I'm reading. And when I'm in front of my laptop, all I do is chat with my boyfriend. And when I'm not doing all those things, I'm glued to the television getting fashion tips from Gossip Girl with my kid sister.

I guess my mind is also on vacation mode right now.

Thursday, December 25, 2008

"Celebrating a Christless Christmas"

Thursday, December 25, 2008

My thoughts exactly:


"For much of my life, I felt guilt about our happily godless Christmases. I worried that we were leeching off of someone else's holiday. When Bill O'Reilly railed about "Christmas under siege," I felt complicit. If I was content to listen to Christmas-themed pop songs instead of hymns, to open presents with gusto instead of heading to church, or to dig right into the meal instead of saying grace, was I diluting the holiness of others' celebration? Was I insulting Jesus? Cheapening the experience for Christians?"

"Some evidence suggests that Christmas itself was merely a reappropriation of the pagan festival of Saturnalia. If that is in fact the case, my godless Christmas is more an insult to ancient Romans than to Christians. Since there aren't too many of them left, I won't let it worry me."

"The best thing we nonbelievers can do, in fact, is be honest about not celebrating the religious side of Christmas."

Quoted from No Reason for the Season: the Joy of Celebrating a Godless Christmas by Tori Bosch, posted 23 December 2008 at Slate Magazine.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

One Such Place

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Not so long ago, I asked you to “take me to the places on the earth that teach you how to dance, the places where you can risk letting the world break your heart….the places where the earth beneath my feet and the stars overhead make my heart whole again and again.”


And you did. This deserted beach is one such place.

And it wasn't just the place. It was the moment and, above all, the company.

I can never thank you enough.

Monday, December 22, 2008

Hand-holding and Relationships Going Awry

Monday, December 22, 2008

Everywhere I see couples walking hand in hand – while crossing the street, shopping at the mall, walking leisurely in the park, or walking hurriedly along a crowded sidewalk. There is something really sweet about a couple holding hands in public. In some ways, it’s even more intimate than kissing.


What makes hand-holding more special than other public displays of affection? It’s a non-verbal way of announcing to the world that the person whose hand you’re holding is your significant other. While holding his or her hand, you are actually saying, hands off, he or she is already mine. It’s also a way for couples to publicly pledge their commitment to each other. Holding your partner’s hand is giving him or her comfort and warmth.

Hand-holding is togetherness; a display of mutual affection; something that couples take pleasure in. Most of all, it’s about a couple connecting with each other and going through life hand in hand. It’s the physical and emotional link. Once the connection is cut, the relationship inevitably goes awry.

Everywhere I see couples holding hands. But sadly, there are more couples around me who have ceased holding each other’s hand. That connection that was once there is now all gone, like it never even existed. Starting out young and still not knowing what they wanted in life, they have unknowingly grown apart. It’s like waking up one day to realize that the person they’re with is a total stranger to them. What appeared to be singular relationships, tried and tested through the years, have crumbled.

Is it anybody’s fault? When a relationship starts to unravel, can it ever be stopped? When the all-enveloping rapturous passion for each other has all withered up, is it reason enough to give up? If there is no love left, what’s the point of holding on? If you hold out your hand and he or she not only refuses to take it but slaps it away, not once but again and again, will you still keep on trying?

Hand in hand - it's the only way to go through life as a couple.

Saturday, December 20, 2008

One Leaf On His Tree

Saturday, December 20, 2008

I am currently reading Toni Morrison's A Mercy (Knopf,
2008). The following passage I am quoting from the book I find really moving:

He had already ruined Florens, since she refused to see that she hankered after a man that had not troubled to tell her goodbye. When Lina tried to enlighten her, saying, "You are one leaf on his tree," Florens shook her head, closed her eyes and replied, "No. I am his tree." A sea change that Lina could only hope was not final. (p. 61)

I was Florens not so long ago. But not anymore.

Friday, December 19, 2008

Movie Date

Friday, December 19, 2008



It's been a while since I last went to the theater to watch a movie. I usually watch films in the comfort of my cave. So last Friday came as a shock to me. The movie tickets now cost twice as much; there's already a seat plan where you can choose your seat; the seats can be reclined for more comfort and arm rests are now movable! I was so amazed that I couldn't hide my ignorance from my date!




Thursday, December 18, 2008

Early Christmas Goodies

Thursday, December 18, 2008

It's not yet Christmas (or Festivus for some of us) but I've already received several gifts - gifts that I truly appreciate for they are exactly what I need,and they appeal to the different aspects of my personality as well. Books by my favorite authors (the giver knows what a bookwork I am) a pink grapefruit body cream and a vanity mirror (they know how kikay I am, too), a travel mug (so useful for my coffee addiction), a cellphone with a matching girly pink pouch (to replace the ancient one I'm using), magic matte (for blotting my oily face), a pair of custom made key chains and a chupa chups lollipop.


Wednesday, December 17, 2008

Do high-heeled shoes empower or constrain women?

Wednesday, December 17, 2008

According to Germaine Greer:

"...despite the known facts about the stress on the knee caused by wearing high heels, women have no intention of giving them up. Those now unfashionable psychoanalysts who explained women’s psychology as a perpetual struggle between narcissism and masochism might have had a point."

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Minutiae of Faults, Quirks and Tiresome Qualities

Tuesday, December 16, 2008

I am guilty of always being overly critical of a friend’s boyfriend/life partner/husband during the initial meeting. I can’t help but give him a thorough examination – from the roots of his hair to the tips of his fingernails to the color of his socks. Does he have a weird accent? Does he suffer from a penury of conversation such that his vocabulary consists simply of yes, no and okay? Does he use too much hair product? Can he discern the subtleties and layers of an argument? Does he talk and act like an overgrown three-year old? These are the sorts of questions that run through my mind during the first encounter. It’s wrong, I know, but I don’t really intend to judge. I just want to understand what makes the person tick.

The idea that it is now my turn to introduce my boyfriend to my friends, who are as fastidious as I am, gives me a feeling of apprehension. Letting my boyfriend be put under a spotlight and undergo such harsh scrutiny—though I’m certain he’d win my friends over, anyway—is painful enough; for him to be reduced to a gossipy anecdote is what’s worse.

My friends can be really vicious in spotting my significant other’s minutiae of faults and quirks. What they may fail to see is that these tiresome qualities are what endear him more to me. It’s just the surface that is visible to them. Peeled off all the defensive integuments is the true core of the person I fell in love with - something that others won't be able to discern.

Monday, December 15, 2008

Accomplishments

Monday, December 15, 2008

Today was our year-end company meeting where we presented our accomplishments for 2008. As I was making my department’s presentation, I realized how much I was able to do – much more than what was originally planned in January. It’s either I really had a productive year or I just underestimated what I could accomplish for twelve months. Either way, I’m happy with how things worked out.

Being productive at work while still having time to devote to people and things that matter to me – that’s what makes 2008 a truly rewarding year.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

bluebook

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

We were ambling along the shaded walk when I saw this odd shirt being sold at one of the booths set up for the reunion. It’s designed to resemble one of the most dreaded things in college life – The Bluebook. I couldn’t help but laugh. I liked it so much that D bought it for me.


It reminded me of those days when, after a really hard exam, we wait with bated breath for our graded bluebooks to be handed back to us. As bluebooks are one by one returned, exclamations of YES! or SHIT! could be heard around the room. Some would give anything for at least a 3.0, while others would virtually die if they get a grade less than 1.0.

Kayni, Dina, Artemis, Natalie, Fren, Martha doesn’t this shirt remind you of the good old days?

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

What We Have In Common

Tuesday, December 9, 2008

What do the Pilak Girls have in common? It’s definitely not our taste in men for it ranges from the archaic to the postmodern, from the serious, intellectual types to the cutesy, boy-next-door ones. Our taste in everything else – books, clothes, movies, music – vary too. It’s also not our chosen professions for we’ve all pursued different fields. So what is it then?

Besides graduating from the same secondary school and being each other’s you-go-girl-cheering-team for many years now, the one thing that we have in common is our capacity to endure painful relationships and, against all hope and logic, our self-sacrificing devotion to make such relationships work. Our minds an insane fusion of self-deception and lucidity, we have this certain tendency to try so hard to make things work and push ourselves to the limit though we know that it’s time to let go. Though wearied in spirits, we give our all; we give too much; we continue to endure. All of us—at one point or another--in a seemingly endless pit of black despair, have been afflicted with this mindset: despite everything that has happened, against all glaring reason, I still want him in my life.

Girl, you need to get your mind right. How many times did I hear those words uttered to me by my friends while I was busy wallowing in melodrama? It took years for such words to sink in and take effect. Though it pains me to do so, it is now my turn – my obligation as a friend – to say those very words.

Eighteen Days


It’s been announced. It’s now official. Our Christmas break starts from the eighteenth of this month till the fourth of the next – for a total of eighteen days. Eighteen days of sleeping late, bumming around the house, DVD marathons, pigging out, doing nothing and being unproductive, reading till the wee hours of the morning, and hanging out with my family. Yipee yay! I can’t wait!

Monday, December 8, 2008

UP Baguio Reunion

Monday, December 8, 2008


It’s quite amusing to attend a school reunion with your boyfriend who is several batches ahead of yo u, have been living in another country for many years now and still knows more people there than you do. That’s exactly what happened to me when D and I attended the UP Baguio Alumni Homecoming last Friday. Half of his batch was there and there were only two of us from Batch ’95!


With batchmate, Jerico




The new Secretary's Office (Office of the University Registrar) all glammed up for the reunion.


The new College of Social Sciences building and the old 20s (with the familiar announcements on the wall).



And some places never change. My all-time favorite spot in campus - the Library.




Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Getting Rid of Social Clutter

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Last week I started freeing my life from clutter – not physical but social clutter. First I deleted people I don’t really give a damn about from my Friendster account. Why would I want to be updated on people who are practically strangers to me? It just doesn’t make sense. Then I removed 75 percent of my phone contacts. I realized that there are only a few people that I am—and really want to be--in constant communication with and those who I am not have to go. It’s like making life simpler by getting rid of the nonessentials and plainly retaining the vital ones.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

First Stop

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

D and I spent a fun, fun weekend together. Our first stop was UP Diliman where we strolled along the Academic Oval and all around the campus (with him showing me his college and old hangouts), paid homage to Oble and watched an irreverent, laugh-your-butts-off funny comedy/musical show by UP Samaskom - the Live Aids Silver UP Centennial Edition.

Quezon Hall


The UP Theater


The Carillon Tower

 
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