Saturday, January 31, 2009

5 More Days to Go...

Thank God for the Internet, I could already plan where to go, what to do, what to expect and what more to discover in Davao. And this is getting so exciting every minute.

S..okay, Ive never been to Mindanao. The farthest Ive been to is Boracay and I remember telling Hon at that time that I couldn't believe I'm at the Visayas again.

So expect me to say on Friday.. "OMG, I'm at Mindanao area today!"

My to-do list:

- Have fun
- Relax
- Discover Davao
- Experience New Things

Places to go to:

- Pearl Farm
- Crocodile Farm
- Eagle Sanctuary
- Eden Nature Park
- Camp Sabros Zipline
- Malipano Island
- People's Park
- Japanese Tunnel
- Samal Beach

I actually wanted to see Mt. Apo, but it might be impossible considering we only have three days and were gonna leave in the morning. So were gonna go hustle and bustle on Friday and Saturday (Yep, no resting after the plane ride) to go to the following places. And just maybe, Pearl Farm is too rich for us because their day tours are costly and you have to be there the whole day to maximize what you paid for (with the buffet and activities). So maybe we'll visit other beaches near the area or something.

And then maybe, we'll be feasting on these...

How I wish I could spend some more time there. Maybe someday, when I have the courage to ask for a week's vacation. hehehe.

I cant wait for my first summer escapade. :D I'm starting to pack my bags later. And sunscreen is a must, well, aside from the camera that I'll be bringing and my tons of stuff to add.

Later all! I just wish I could share my juicy news for now. :)

Nytienyt dearies!

Sunday, January 25, 2009

Kung Hei Fat Choi Everyone!!!

Happy Chinese New Year to all!!!

It is the year of the Ox in a few minutes. Some say that your year and the current year will be of bad luck, but I dont actually believe in that. I can still feel that I will be lucky and everything I want will be in plan.

Like talking with Hon Hon about all the things were disagreeing about these past few days have been resolved already. And we both hoped that we wouldnt have the same fight again. We figured that were really both hard headed but that's how we are. Guess we just have to stick more for each other and stuff.

My Davao trip, on the other hand will happen. I am absolutely positive on that. Figured that I cant tell my Mom face to face without having to cry tears and blood so I texted her this afternoon (while she and Dad are away at Nova) and she said that "Galing mo kasi magpaalam, may ticket ka na pala". Well, for some, that would really be a bad thing, but she doesnt have a choice but to let me go, so there. Still lucky. :D

On my career move, well, I dont wanna say it yet because I really wanted for that to push through so I'll update in the coming days. If its positive, but please do wish me luck! :D

That and more, I am positive that 2009 will open a lot of opportunities for me. Since I am starting the year traveling, maybe I could somehow make most of the year doing that. But of course, I need all the funding I could get and the guts to tell my Mom I wanted to or needed to, whichever comes first. hahaha.

But for now, lets celebrate this coming Lunar year. It never hurts to do what the Chinese do right? After all, Im part Chinese too, thanks to Lola Rosario. hehehehe.

Enjoy the night guys! Again, Happy Chinese New Year! And may we all be lucky...

Thursday, January 22, 2009

Oh How Good it is To Be Young...

Aww, this is so sweet. Jenna and Barbara Bush, wrote an open letter at the Wall Street Journal for Sasha and Malia, now-President Barack Obama's kids. So touching, and well, President's children have all the luck! hehehe. :D

Sasha and Malia, we were seven when our beloved grandfather was sworn in as the 41st President of the United States. We stood proudly on the platform, our tiny hands icicles, as we lived history. We listened intently to the words spoken on Inauguration Day service, duty, honor. But being seven, we didn't quite understand the gravity of the position our Grandfather was committing to. We watched as the bands marched by -- the red, white, and blue streamers welcoming us to a new role: the family members of a President.

We also first saw the White House through the innocent, optimistic eyes of children. We stood on the North Lawn gazing with wonder at her grand portico. The White House was alive with devoted and loving people, many of whom had worked in her halls for decades. Three of the White House ushers, Buddy, Ramsey, and "Smiley", greeted us when we stepped into her intimidating hallway. Their laughter and embraces made us feel welcome right away. Sasha and Malia, here is some advice to you from two sisters who have stood where you will stand and who have lived where you will live:

-- Surround yourself with loyal friends. They'll protect and calm you and join in on some of the fun, and appreciate the history.

-- If you're traveling with your parents over Halloween, don't let it stop you from doing what you would normally do. Dress up in some imaginative, elaborate costume (if you are like us a pack of Juicy Fruit and a Vampiress) and trick-or-treat down the plane aisle.

-- If you ever need a hug, go find Ramsey. If you want to talk football, look for Buddy. And, if you just need a smile, look for "Smiley."

-- And, a note on White House puppies--our sweet puppy Spot was nursed on the lawn of the White House. And then of course, there's Barney, who most recently bit a reporter. Cherish your animals because sometimes you'll need the quiet comfort that only animals can provide.

-- Slide down the banister of the solarium, go to T-ball games, have swimming parties, and play Sardines on the White House lawn. Have fun and enjoy your childhood in such a magical place to live and play.

-- When your dad throws out the first pitch for the Yankees, go to the game.

-- In fact, go to anything and everything you possibly can: the Kennedy Center for theater, State Dinners, Christmas parties (the White House staff party is our favorite!), museum openings, arrival ceremonies, and walks around the monuments. Just go. Four years goes by so fast, so absorb it all, enjoy it all!

For four years, we spent our childhood holidays and vacations in the historic house. We could almost feel the presence of all the great men and women who had lived here before us. When we played house, we sat behind the East sitting room's massive curtains as the light poured in illuminating her yellow walls. Our seven-year-old imaginations soared as we played in the enormous, beautiful rooms; our dreams, our games, as romantic as her surroundings. At night, the house sang us quiet songs through the chimneys as we fell asleep.

The InaugurationThe EconomyAdvisersForeign AffairsPersonal LifeIn late December, when snow blanketed the front lawn, all of our cousins overtook the White House. Thirteen children between the ages of two and 12 ran throughout her halls, energized by the crispness in the air and the spirit of the season. Every room smelled of pine; the entire house was adorned with thistle; garlands wound around every banister. We sat on her grand staircase and spied on the holiday dancing below. Hours were spent playing hide-and-go-seek. We used a stage in the grand ballroom to produce a play about Santa and his reindeer. We watched as the National Christmas Tree was lit and admired the chef as he put the final icing on the gingerbread house.

When it was time, we left the White House. We said our goodbyes to her and to Washington. We weren't sure if we would spend time among her historical walls again, or ever walk the National Mall, admiring the cherry blossoms that resembled puffs of cotton candy. But we did return. This time we were 18. The White House welcomed us back and there is no doubt that it is a magical place at any age.

As older girls, we were constantly inspired by the amazing people we met, politicians and great philosophers like Vaclav Havel. We dined with royalty, heads of states, authors, and activists. We even met the Queen of England and managed to see the Texas Longhorns after they won the National Championship. We traveled with our parents to foreign lands and were deeply moved by what we saw. Trips to Africa inspired and motivated us to begin working with HIV/AIDS and the rights of women and children all over the world.

Now, the White House ballrooms were filled with energy and music as we danced. The East sitting room became a peaceful place to read and study. We ran on the track in the front lawn, and squared off in sisterly bowling duels down in the basement alley.

This Christmas, with the enchanting smell of the holidays encompassing her halls, we will again be saying our good-byes to the White House. Sasha and Malia, it is your turn now to fill the White House with laughter.

And finally, although it's an honor and full of so many extraordinary opportunities, it isn't always easy being a member of the club you are about to join. Our dad, like yours, is a man of great integrity and love; a man who always put us first. We still see him now as we did when we were seven: as our loving daddy. Our Dad, who read to us nightly, taught us how to score tedious baseball games. He is our father, not the sketch in a paper or part of a skit on TV. Many people will think they know him, but they have no idea how he felt the day you were born, the pride he felt on your first day of school, or how much you both love being his daughters. So here is our most important piece of advice: remember who your dad really is.

--credits to the Wall Street Journal

Frustration At Its Best

In work, it seems hazy.

My boss now handles two departments. We rarely see her.

They have already found their CorpComm. something I would never apply to because my boss isn't there but note that I could probably do whatever she can do. Not that I am competing or anything.

Some people aren't fair for the positions they've been handed to. They use their power and influence. But lacks common sense and respect for others.

That being said, I am open to the idea of looking for something new. Something I have never tried before. Somewhere I could grow. And somewhere that's not bull.

Don't get me wrong, I love my job. I love most of the people here, but I cannot stand how some people can be unfair. I hate bullies. They make people's lives miserable. They keep on thinking that they can get away with everything. So I feel sorry for the people who has been working their asses off just so they could provide things for themselves. And I hate people who get credit for things that other people worked hard for.

So yeah, I'm frustrated. So goodluck if you can ever see the right people who will be so hardworking for the jobs you want for them.

As for myself, I am moving on...slowly. Without you even knowing.


Yesterday was our 32nd monthsary. But things didn't really fall into place. I wanted to sulk, but figured I cant do anything anyway. And I am really confused on how I really feel. Its that sad and mad feeling over again. I just hope I can get it over with.


Davao cannot be rescheduled nor cancelled. Mom didn't allow me to be there yet. So help me God to think of Plan B.

Oh well, I'm not really in a mood to blog warm and fuzzy things right now. Hopefully, everything will slowly fall into their rightful place. With all my fingers crossed, at that.

Later y'all. :D

Monday, January 19, 2009

I Appreciate it But...

Ohkay, so I know they are concerned, but please, don't take everything seriously. Not because I got Maro's bouquet automatically means I am next to get married. And not because we are wishing and hoping to get rich immediately means I wanted to start a family right away.

Last night, even though my Mom couldn't recognize my "I-am-still-not-on-speaking-terms-with-you" face, she asked me if I was going to get married already. So apparently, Anne's Mom, Tita Josie asked her about it(the one I posted at friendster or one of blogs I guess). And as seen on Facebook, Juvi took the status "Engaged to Patrick", as I am getting married real soon.

Now I definitely wanna clear them all up...

First of all, I am not, and not soon, to be married. Not at least I could get an easy trust fund for my future kids. So that is a very long shot of getting it. So if I am telling about wanting to move out of the house, it is not because I wanted to walk down the aisle soon, but because I'm freaking twenty-three but my parents still treat me like THREE. And lastly, Patrick may have browsed me on the idea of getting married, telling me that he wants it at 2011, but its a long road ahead. So many things could and might happen, but for now, they are merely plans. Because that's what we do, and if we couldn't get it, well, there's gotta be another plan to negotiate.

So there, I hope everything's clear because I couldn't get the look on my Mom's face out of my mind when she asked me that. Its crazy because I'm still traditional, you know, like I don't want or I could never elope and I'm still the "ask my parents first then drop one knee and ask me with a diamond ring" girl. And, I might have screw most of his plans, but I still wanna do it his way, you know, just so were clear about that.


Crazy Idea: Me.Wants.To.Go.Back.To.School:

..But for the shallow reasons. Saw these three college girls on my way home from MOA last Saturday and they were like talking about school and crushes and all that stuff I would enjoy if I were in college. I don't know, I could just feel the collegiate air that time. Or if given the chance, why not, though, for now there isn't any concrete reason for me to go back to school because I don't want to teach and it means I have to sacrifice my work. And I don't want to do that. Besides, I happy being here. And where I am right now is bliss. :D


For two days, I have been obsessed with ETC. I know all the juicy gossips on Inside Edition and Daily Ten, been stricken on some black mothers try to bleach their children just to have lighter skin (which is crazy, if you ask me), chased the paparazzi on TMZ and my most favorite, dissing actresses on Chelsey Lately. And I discovered I'm really maldita. hahahaha.

Gotta go. Bye y'all! :D

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Laughing Out Loud Today

Got this one from YahooNews. First, there was Beauty and the Geek Reality TV. Now they have a flirting course? What's next? heheheh

BERLIN - Even the most quirky of computer nerds can learn to flirt with finesse thanks to a new "flirting course" being offered to budding IT engineers at Potsdam University south of Berlin.

The 440 students enrolled in the master's degree course will learn how to write flirtatious text messages and emails, impress people at parties and cope with rejection.

Philip von Senftleben, an author and radio presenter who will teach the course, summed up his job as teaching how to "get someone else's heart beating fast while yours stays calm."

The course, which starts next Monday, is part of the social skills section of the IT course and is designed to ease entry into the world of work. Students also learn body language, public-speaking, stress management and presentation skills.

"We want to prepare our students with the social skills needed to succeed both in their private life and their work life," said Hans-Joachim Allgaier, a spokesman for the institute at Potsdam University where the course is being offered.


That was really hilarious. And ironic at the same time. I mean, why don't they just send their computers to the needy students here in the Philippines so we can use it more effectively and not just use technologies for FLIRTING? I know, I'm not in a position to sway them because its their country, but there are more things that are more important than teaching geeks to find love in the internet.

I would agree with the stress management and all that stuff, but flirting.

There are a lot of weirdness in this world. hahaha.


Mom and I are still on non-speaking terms. Well, she talked to me the other night but I was answering generic po and opo to her. I know I'm being a bit rude, but hey, Ive got my principle to protect. And that's not easy.


Ohkay, I'm affected by this one:

I don't know, I'm a Chuck-Blair team-up fan, and this by far is the most touching scene of them. I hate Chuck for always rejecting B. And Blair's just right for dumping him. Can I relate to that? hahahaha. :P

..Not anymore. LOL.

And I dunno what'll happen to Dan and Serena. I mean, sharing a brother? Well, they're not really related naman, but everything freaks those two out, so I don't know.

Pardon my fangirling again. I'm just amusing myself because I'm still either sad or mad. Whichever comes first.

Gotta go. Please please pray for me to be allowed to go to Davao. I really really really wanna go. :D

Tuesday, January 13, 2009

Suddenly Its All Gloomy

Everything feels so hazy.

The issue with my Mom and the Davao Trip, Abu Sayyaf and war zones.

Like Davao is a war zone. I think she should refresh her geography first. I hope my Mom can read blogs sometimes so she would know how her 23-year old daughter thinks. That her 23-year old daughter can manage her own life, go on trips once in a while, and that her 23-year old daughter is FREAKING TWENTY THREE YEARS OLD ALREADY!

Okay, I just had to let that one out.


Hon says I'm so melodramatic. And that's coming from a guy who's gonna be at Davao with me. And that guy could end up going there with Jon only. So heartless...but were okay now. I figured Im THAT melodramatic too. But you know, when you already have your trip all planned out, and your Mom says no, THAT IS A PROBLEM. Its a huge deal. Our tickets are not even cold yet. So I'm sad, and mad.

And Im seriously thinking of moving out of the house, if more problems arise and she still defends her oh-so-iron heart over her only daughter.

Because seriously, I would fight for this trip. I may not seem like the person stooping that low, but this is important for me. And how about the days when she was trolling around the Philippines with her friends and leaving the house to ourselves? Couldn't she count that for making up to me? No. She didn't. So Im going and she couldn't stop me, even if she puts metal chains all over me and lock me up.

(Ohkay, I may seem stubborn this time, but Im just soo pissed, so please, pardon the angst. I love my Mom, but not as of the moment.)

Just so you know, my Dad was helping me yesterday when I was asking permission. And he's saying yes, and convincing my Mom to let me go. And she accused me of being "LAKWATSERA" and that was the last straw for me. There's that dignity I was defending, thank you very much.


Things are also not good in the office. I don't know. There are a LOT of issues lately. Maam Kit wants me to show my shine, but I don't know how would that be possible. I wanted to, most of the time, but its either my chances are too slim or I just so over climbing up for it. Oh well, maybe when I find my inspiration.

..After I go to Davao. hahaha.

Lord please let me go, mabait naman ako eh. *sometimes*.

Gotta go! Muah!

Thursday, January 08, 2009

Of Fantasies and Daydreaming..

One gloomy day, Girl asked Boy, "After the couple of years we've been together, could you say that you still love me wholly?" And he answered "If not, then why did I just dreamt of us planning our wedding?"

For some, this might be the most romantic moment. Like the world revolved around your head. And as it continues to spin, you're not really sure what just happened. But as for me, I've already planned my wedding since I was seven. Seriously. And Ive learned through the weddings Ive attended too. :P That I want a nice church/garden wedding, where I could walk down a long aisle, if possible, I want tulips instead of roses (nyahahaha mahal yun damn.) that I want pink as the motif, and the most essential of all, is that there should be fireworks, so I want an afternoon wedding at that.

On our First Year Anniversary, Hon gave me a ring. And said that it is his pre-engagement ring to me. And if you really know me, you wouldn't be surprised that I said "Ito na ba talaga yun?" :P Just like the time when I got the bouquet from Maro's wedding. hehehehe. I don't know, I couldn't react right. So hopefully, the next time he asks for my hand to my parents, I could have the rightful mind to do the exact things.

But I don't wanna be pressured. I have always believed that there's a right time for everything. And when all our affairs are finally over, maybe we could settle for forever.

...And he says 2011

Maybe, so I could be in the same year as UST celebrates its 400th year existence. hehehehe


So meanwhile, I guess we really have to save up. And enjoy what we have. It will be a bumpy ride, but I know we'll get there. So for now, hello flight 5J 963 and Davao, please wait for me. 29 days to go! :D

We were all discussing the 10 long holidays for 2009, and boy, was I ever been happier. I just hope that when we all decide to travel somewhere, my Mom would finally agree to it. And I'm crossing all fingers when I said that.

Excuse me while I go back to my reality. And face my happy ever after...for now :D

Wednesday, January 07, 2009

So Who's Gonna Wake Anyway?

I so love this song by Hayden Panettiere. And who ever thought she could sing? One of my favorite Heroes cast, Claire. :D

Whoa... Whoa...

You don't buy me flowers
You don't buy me drinks
You don't drive me anywhere
We're totally insane

We used to talk for hours until the night was through
But recently your ego is goin' through the roof

Maybe I need a wake up call
Cause your too comfortable
You think because you bagged me,
You don't have to work at all

Seems like I gotta do wrong to get your attention
But maybe when I call this man up,
You finally start to wake up
I think I'm gonna have to cheat to keep your eyes on me
But maybe if I make you jealous,
You'll finally start to wake up

This is your wake up call
This is your wake up call
So wake up, wake up
You better wake up

You underestimated the kinda chick I am
Cause I don't have a problem finding someone else
I put my little black dress on and go out to the club
And you wonder what's goin' on
'Til tomorrow when your boys tell you I was dancing with someone

You're takin' me for granted
Boy, you're really slackin'
If I see somebody I like, I might have to grab him
Time is runnin' out but you didn't do me right
So, I'm-a get mine back, you better wake up

This is your wake up call
This is your wake up call
So wake up, wake up (Seems like I got it all wrong)
You better wake up


So the video also stars Sebastian Stan right? (Leighton Meester's boyfriend). Wow, so my favorite actresses Claire and Blair (that rhymed! :D) can sing too. And they have someone in common with the clip.hehe.

But the moral lesson of the song, is for guys who doesn't appreciate their girls. hahaha. Which some of us are guilty of doing sometimes. I mean who didn't make their boyfriends jealous for some guy trolling around them? But of course, we do that in moderation. :P Really, the song is right for some, like when guys already got your everything, they would start ignoring you and get so presko that they don't need to impress you anymore.

..Or maybe I'm just over analyzing again. Anyway, I love the song. It feels so summer-y. Like listening that song in the beach or something. :D


This has been the hellish week Ive ever been to. Well, parts of it. Since the long holiday, web queries have piled up, I had too many letters to send, my boss became toxic downstairs and the supervision I could get was with Sir Melan and Miss Ivy. Adding to the hellish feeling is being sick with sty, which I am unsure where it came from and having to avail of an undertime to see an ophthalmologist.

In all fairness, I get to see Richelle, one of my former classmates in CWTS at UST. Actually, she saw me when I went to the Megaclinic and had my consultation at the Lasik Eye Surgery. Turns out, she's a nurse there now. Let's see if I could invite her at sometime. hehe.


Anyhow, I have to go. My throat is aching again. Time to sleep I guess.

Moochies! :D

Monday, January 05, 2009

Ria's back from Iloilo!

..And boy, have I got a new inspiration. :D

Meet my Ate Obry. She used to be like my size now. Actually, if you could see our pictures before, para kaming pinagbaligtad. So because she's my ate, I would be thin again like her. hahaha. Ang kulit lang eh. :P

Anyway, I'm back from the province yesterday. And jet lag isn't part of my thing. hahaha. I'm just so happy that I'm starting the New Year with a travel opportunity. Next month, will be more exciting because were going to Davao, and this time, for a real vacation. Yay!

Day 1: Because of our New Year Celebration at Novaliches, we got home late that it took us until 2AM to pack our bags. Only my Dad could check in his stuff so we have to carry lighter things going there. At 5, we were already up and raring to go to NAIA 3. Super layo! Unlike the MIA Domestic, NAIA 3 is located at the Villamor Air Base, but the system is much better. They have wider waiting areas and people aren't cramped up in one space while waiting for their flights. But as expected, food prices are way too high. And kudos to Cebu Pacific because the flight was not delayed.

When we got there, Iloilo also has a new airport. The last time we went there, it was situated at the back of SM City Iloilo. This time, it was even farther. But also way better.

We stayed at my tita's house, my Mommy Liberty and Daddy Ednar. They now have two grandchildren, MC and KC. It was the first time Ive seen KC. And like the typical Lumandog, she looks Chinese (and even Korean, as she tells everyone). At dinnertime, we went to my Tita Lucy's house and tried to fit the gown I'm gonna be wearing at the wedding. And again, I was teased on how fat Ive become, and they're not used to it. Believe me, I am also not used to it, but I'm coping. Hopefully, I wont have to cope any longer. :P

After the dinner, my cousins, nieces and Lester slept at the hotel so we could all be pretty the next day. KC was so engrossed with my brother. She's super cute. :D And she's so madaldal. If we could only understand Ilonggo, maybe we could all get together some more. So all we do is nod whenever they talk their language. And the funny part was whenever we talk to them in English, they would answer in Ilonggo again. And that's what we call a language barrier. hahaha.

Day 2: Finally! Ate Lory's big day!

My Ate is already 34. (hahah. binuking!) But anyway, she doesnt look her age. Its amazing how close we were even though were many miles apart. I remember telling her that she and Ate Obry are my favorite cousins. Sayang lang because I was expecting other Lumandog families to attend the event. I don't know if they weren't available or something. But nonetheless, it was a very intimate event.

Ate Lory and Kuya Kent (her husband now!) looked alike. I think that in a glance, you could see if couples would end up together. And they were a perfect pair. It was so heartwarming to see Kuya Kent cried tears of joy while thanking everyone who attended their wedding. I hope that someday, my groom would be like that. heheheh. I don't know, its just that its feels so great to see a guy not to be ashamed of everyone to see his softer side. Its so honest and inspiring. :D

After the wedding, we were supposed to roam around but ended up going to SM Iloilo because they were too tired to look around. I even brought an unused swimsuit, so imagine my disappointment when Mommy said that we should not go to Guimaras because the sea waves are probably huge that time. Sad...

Day 3: Uwian Time

In the morning, our family went to the cemetery to visit Lola Sayong and Lolo Juan's grave. Afterwards, we went to Papa's lot in one of the subdivisions in Jaro. It was the lot he inherited from Lola. But we don't have a house there. After all, no one would live there naman. So he's investing to it instead. Then we went to the Jaro Cathedral.

When we got back to our Tita's house, I was so touched that our relatives went there to bid goodbyes. They brought us food and pasalubongs. I don't know, I will miss them all. I wanna go to Dinagyang, but I have an upcoming Davao trip so I guess it'll be impossible for me to go there again.


Yay! And now, we are back to work again. I just hope I'd be not too sleepy today.

Gotta go! :D


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