Wednesday, June 26, 2013 0 comments

from zombies to aliens

WORLD WAR Z
It's a Brad Pitt movie for crying out loud! Of course I'm gonna rate it high! But in all honesty, this is one great movie to watch over and over again.

From the beginning to end - my eyes were glued to the movie screen. It was kind of scary in the beginning because the story was fast-moving and it felt like you were running along with the people in the movie. Running away from you-don't-know what.

Family factor - checked
Action scenes - checked
Cool Effects - checked
Pinch of comedy - checked
Solving a mystery - checked
Awesome ending - checked




MAN OF STEEL
 D and I have been looking forward to this! This superman movie is definitely far different from the rest. Gone is the boy-next-door factor for Clark Kent. He did not attract girls in this movie. No cheesy and corny parts! No rescuing girls in distress!

The history of planet Krypton was unveiled and narrated clearly. The movie focused on telling Clark Kent's story - his origin, his struggles, and how he reached the decision of standing up for the human race. 

Of course, the action scenes were A+


WARM BODIES

My brother watched this movie in the cinema and he told me that it was funny. Well, I could go for a funny movie. But unfortunately I wasn't able to watch it in the big screen, rather my officemate downloaded a clear copy for me :)

So for the love of zombies!!! Hahaha. Yeah, there are too many zombie movies now and blame it on Edward Cullen. And I must say that the lead woman looks so much a-like with Kristen Stewart. 

This movie is not the typical zombie-movie we usually see.
Yes, it's a love story! It's just a light romance with cheesy, funny and corny lines narrated by the lead guy zombie

Well, I didn't regret the hours I spent watching so it was fine :)




Monday, June 17, 2013 0 comments

pap-pa-rap-PAPA

to the man who taught me how to tie my shoe laces,
how to keep the right lace over the left lace,
and to always shine my shoes before school days
no matter how long the miles these feet have walked
i would always run home

to the man who taught me how to ride a bicycle,
who invited me to ride with him on weekends to the green fields and hills of our island,
instructed me how to shift gears on uphill and downhill trails,
when to use the front and back breaks,
how to adjust my breathing pace,
to not push myself too much - to just pause and take a rest,
and when to stop pedaling to enjoy the view

to the third person who taught me how to draw
well, lolo and lola came first & second in my list
as a kid i am always fascinated with your caricatures Pa
then you guided my every pencil stroke
taught me the proper drawing skills
let me played with my imaginations with your pens

to my invisible supporter
it is seldom that you come to the competitions i join,
to recognitions and graduation,
to the events i organize
but i know for sure that you support me because
you accompany me on my late-night planning & worrying
you give me ideas and suggestion

to the man who didn't limit his kid on knowing, learning, and experiencing
you let me do the electrical works when we set-up christmas lights
you let me climb the trees
you let me climb to the rooftop and fix the antenna
you let me paint our house
you let me join competitions from quiz bee to poster making to landscaping to street dancing
you let me contribute opinions on our house renovation
you let me wander far far places as you silently wait for my return

to the man who bought me my very own typewriter
so i can work on my school projects and paper
it made me explore words that i can type into the pages
then in college bought me a computer
so i can work on my programming subjects
it sure did exercised my brain cells
you have always supported my studies 

to the man who secretly sneaks at my room every night
to check if i am already home 
and sometimes tucks me in 
as a child Pa, one of the most magical thing that I continue to treasure is...
to fall asleep in the sala watching tv then waking up the next day at my bed
Superman could be real!

to the man who shared his music to his child who has an old soul
i love guessing the song title and artist with you on weekends
then you tell a story about the song and the artist
i love sharing a cup of coffee during rainy days at the veranda as we listen to the radio
i love to get scolded by you when you catch me listening to the music of the new generation
i love hearing you sing those old songs then somehow comically change the lyrics - hahaha

to the man who religiously do the household chores 
instead of hanging out with friends you prefer to go home early to do the grocery and cook
you are so stubborn that you don't know the word - REST
i admire your calloused hands that do the laundry, cooking, cleaning, small repairs, and more
i wish that i could lighten the burden as i try to share those chores with you
i am your ROBIN in all your father-missions!

to the man who would cook a special dish only for me (hehe)
just because i am not a fan of a fish-dish
you always try to cook another viand for me
you have spoiled my taste buds
and it doesn't end there because you even teach me your cooking prowess

to my talk-buddy!
every morning before we go work
every night as i come home
you tell me how you're day went as i tell you mine
you give me your opinions and stand on an issue
you somehow listen to mine and contradict annoyingly - hahaha
to the one of the greatest story-teller
you filled my heart with wonder Pa!
 
and when you became a grandfather
i witnessed your tenderness
i witnessed how you loved that little boy like he was you're own
you were the only one who could stop that little boy from crying when he has tantrums
there is something in your swing - only you can do that!
you would always talk to that little boy even he can't utter words yet and he would try his best to respond
and it was amazing Pa!

you see Pa, i have always followed whatever you tell me
because I trust your gut, I trust your intentions
i read the graduation speech you wrote for me, but i skipped some of the lines (hehe)
i took the government exams you asked me to
i ran for public office when you asked me to
i took the college degree you asked me to, but eventualy I shifted
i would skip school or work when you ask me to just to perform a task
but there's one thing i would do without you asking me
i will stay by your side - believe me :)
i won't chase those elusive dreams if that means being apart from the family
i will be here...

Pops, i wanted to grow up with you looking at me
I didn't want to be far from your sight because I wanted your eyes to witness
That i am your kid - your very own reflection!
 
 
 
HAPPY FATHER'S DAY PANG!
 
 

Thursday, June 13, 2013 0 comments

i.BIKED.for.a.SCHOLAR

Sacrifice one day of hard labor for a scholar. Every pedal to the finish line means sending a less-fortunate kid to school. How could you decline such opportunity, right? Muscle pains will go away in days with the help of medicine but the impact you will bring to a kid's life is lasting.

Once again, I made my life extraordinary by participating in the Bike for a Scholar advocacy of the Couples for Christ. It's not a competition with winners and prizes - plainly a fun run. And what you get out of it - FULFILLMENT!

Actually, it was far from what I expected. I had no plans of joining because I kissed my biking days goodbye a long time ago. But when our Singles for Christ chapter head informed me that none from our sector would be participating, the urge grew in me. I felt like I had a responsibility to represent our sector so I held my hand up and volunteered - not knowing about the challenge that I will face.

So I asked permission from my father that I will be borrowing his mountain bike. Borrowed an amount of money from my brother's allowance to pay for the registration. Then an hour before the event I pedaled my way to the starting point.

To my disappointment, there were no participants from the SFC community. Only the Kuyas and the Ates from the Couples for Christ community. I wanted to back-out. Why? Because I am not comfortable being in a crowd where I have no one to talk to. I don't see a familiar face even. I waited for a while. I endured more than an hour in the registration area. Then light bulb lit up! I said to myself, "Hey, you can just join with everyone in the starting line then find an escape route". 

Yes, that's the plan! But to my surprise, the route was different! MAJOR FACEPALM moment. Why? Because #1 I don't have an escape route, #2 The route is 10x farther than I thought, and #3 it would be shameful and impolite to exit the activity. 

Hush hush. Okay, I decided to do it and go for it. It was definitely tiresome especially in the uphill trails where I am catching my breaths and my knees are about to surrender. But in the end I enjoyed it! I've mingled with the Kuyas who kept on throwing jokes along the road. I've met new friends! They might be +10 years older than me but there are a lot of things we can talk about and share about. Oh boy! I can tell you a bunch of good stories about the experience.  

And I am the only GIRL participant! How cool is that huh! \m/



























My Prayer
Dear Lord, may this simple sacrifice lighten the burden and bring happiness to others. Heal us from any physical pains and nourish our spirit with joy for we have embraced a challenge to serve you. I pray for the education of the kids and for the people who will become instruments to them. I pray for all families Dear Father that they may be graced with the camaraderie that I witness within our community. Continue to bless us with this kind of opportunities Lord and grant us with a heart that is willing to sacrifice and serve - a heart that is MISSION READY. 




Monday, June 10, 2013 0 comments

thursdays with rudy

Last month, a very dear person to me has passed away - Kuya Rudy.

He was my 5-year partner when I was still serving my post in the local government as SK Chairman - that was way back 2002 to 2007. Kuya Rudy and I were scheduled on office duty every Thursdays.

I was a college student back then so I often skipped on fulfilling my office hours. But I never heard a single complain from Kuya Rudy. He would love to cover for me. Honestly speaking, he treated me like his own child. I would always tell everyone - "pinangga gyud ko ni Kuya Rudy!".

He would always welcome me with a smile and would often tease me on always wearing jeans. He keeps on asking me - "when would I see you wearing a skirt or dress?". Hahaha. Even when my years of service were over, when we cross paths he would still greets me with the same charm.

5 years of government service was fun and fulfilling with Kuya Rudy. We traveled to different places like Cagayan, Iligan, Cebu, Bohol and Camiguin. We had plenty of laughs and stories to tell - too bad I wasn't able to capture them in photos since digital camera wasn't trendy during those years. We attended seminars and he would always tag me along to some of those meetings.

There were also occasions that we shared bottles of beer. And he is mostly remembered thru the song "Sa Langit Walang Beer". Oh Kuya, you are our advance party in heaven! When our time is up in this world and we enter the gates of heaven... we entrust to you that by that time "sa langit meron ng Beer" and you will welcome us with overflowing drinks! We are sure you will be close buddies with San Miguel.

Farewell Kuya Rudy! Much love to you and to your family!


Your Thursday partner,
Sunday, June 9, 2013 0 comments

unfriend me



For the sake of lightening up the load - I will pour out some of the baggage in this post. I know that I tried my best not to write off in my blog some of my personal concerns. But I have thought about this a lot - and this means a lot of thinking! I have overworked my brain cells thinking! (hehe)

Where do I start?

Okay, I am hurting. But wait, not on the maximum level... I am just admitting publicly that my heart is breaking. It's nothing to be ashamed of but at the same time its not something I should shout out to the entire world. But then again, I have carefully thought about this and I will be cautious with the words that I will be writing.

Someone told me about a year ago that I get too attached to a person easily - that I trust quickly. Actually that got me wondering. Maybe she's right. I just don't pay attention much when I am loving a person that I consider important to me. This goes to my friends. But what's so wrong about that? When you care and love - you should not hold back right? There should be no doubt at the back of your head!

During my elementary years, I had a bestfriend. I was truthful to that friendship and what I remember most is I never missed a birthday or Christmas without giving her a card. The friendship went on for years but when we reached high school the distance grew between us. Although we remain friends up to the present time but we don't categorize ourselves as bestfriends anymore. 

Then I had another bestfriend in highschool. I remember that I made sure that she felt special to me. On her worst days, I stood beside her and offered her my helping hands. But then again something happened that brought us apart. We encountered huge conflicts and misunderstandings. Time healed everything and now we remain friends, see each other once in a while, and I stood as godmother to her 2 kids.

After that, I met new friends and the list keeps adding up. I always have a tendency of being too extra caring for a friend. I get too overwhelmed. And when a conflict arrives, I get myself in trouble because I am not very good in such situations. I often get myself hurt. The worst part is I am not in my best attitude. When I get hurt - I shut off. I conceal myself in silence as I slowly depart from the friendship. When trust is questioned, it is hard to rekindle the closeness and restore the bond. Honestly, I am not the forgetful type.

Maybe this is because of extremities. I love a friend to the extremes! And when that same person chooses to hurt, offend, and betray me... I could spare that friend with anger to the extremes as well. With anger I mean, erasing that person in my life - finding ways to never be of any connection to that person.

But at some cases, I was able to overcome this ill character. I have this friend since childhood and we call ourselves "barkada" - she got married secretly. Well, I'm not sure if you can really consider it as a secret because on the day of her wedding she texted me, "Kay, I am getting married today". Oh believe me that I was so furious at her. Why? Because how can she keep us, her friends, not informed of a milestone in her life? How can she not consider us of becoming a part of that occasion? Shouldn't you share that with the people who are important to you? I did questioned our friendship and I hated her for quite a long time. Then eventually we had an opportunity to talk - she has reasons of which until to the present day I cannot consider. But I have come to accept the events because it was her day and it was her choice. I can't be self-centered and think only about my feelings.

Over the years, I became used to these lines...

"Kay, I gave birth"           -    it came as a shock because I never noticed that a friend was pregnant! But I went rushing to her house to check on her and the baby she delivered. I became the godmother of that child and the child after that :)
 
"Kay, today is my last day at work"    -    What?! How could I not be informed ahead when you were my closest person at work? I didn't gave her a kind send off and I am sorry for that because I was fickle minded. Good thing is we remain friends now and we regularly see each other.

Now here comes another unfriendly times... a friend that used to be very close to me (sorry for using past tense) is about to tie the knot on i-don't-know-when. It pains me that she kept it from me. Actually I started to get the hang of it because she didn't tell me in the beginning that she's dating someone new. I didn't knew that they were official but thanks to facebook's status I got the news. I didn't know a lot about her lately. Then I just recently got the news from facebook again that she's engaged. FACEPALM! Was I an awful friend to be exempted? I think I believed too much on our friendship, I think I hoped too much from her, and I think I expected too much - again. It would have been nice to share that moment with her, share the planning part, share the feeling - SHARE!!! But then again she chose not to and I cannot question that. And I am in pain. I cannot even afford to tell her straightly. For more than a month now, it would seem that I am avoiding her. I am quiet to her. I don't know. I can't hurt her with the words that would come out from my mouth. Maybe I'll just wait for facebook to tag me along in the wedding pictures - if that would even happen :)


TO SELF: Always share life's moments with those people who matters to you. Let them know that you love them. Make them feel you love them. Find ways to help them out. Be there for them because that matters. Be yourself with them - do everything you can. Do not forget those who stood by your side and those who tried to be on your side. Appreciate. And if still you fall short, regret not for love given is not love wasted.





 
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