This piece makes me feel envy in different ways. How i wish my hands took the beautiful photos of the sadhus, and breathtaking shots of Varnasi’s sceneries. Oh how i wish it was me in this adventure. But most of all, I wish I had the spiritual ‘security’ of the sadhus. I am envious, but I am grateful. For this stunning stunning work, thank you.
I have no idea who Robert Jeffrey is, what he does, or where he’s from. But what I do know is that he worships Madonna (or at least used to). I stumbled upon this insanely charming video while I was back-reading on my Facebook newsfeed. The link was posted by one of my favorite college professors, Sir Chong, and Like-d by Madame Inton, another favorite professor, so I knew I just had to see it.
NOW YOU HAVE TO SEE IT! FOUR MINUTES OF PURE AWESOMENESS
How adorable was he?
PS. Make this go viral!
I performed to MADONNA’s “VOGUE” in the Summer of 1991 when my parents took me to Hampton Beach Casino in Hampton Beach, New Hampshire. A business in the casino at the time gave tourists the chance to lip-synch to their favorite pop songs in front of a blue screen background, and I was lucky enough to partake that summer.
In honor of the twentieth anniversary of MADONNA’s “TRUTH OR DARE” and in celebration of MADONNA’s upcoming “W.E.”, here is my nine year old self paying tribute to the woman who changed my life and continues to inspire me just as much today as twenty years ago.
**I wanted this to be a photo blog entry but I just had to share this: If you’re going to Baguio, make sure you drop by Kaffee Klatsch (where it is exactly, I am not sure just look for it, ask around!). The place was too beautiful for my digital camera (thus the sucky pictures). It’s a coffee shop that opens only in the evening and it features local acoustic acts. I was kinda bummed out when I found out that it was a coffee shop because I was hoping to get some (alcoholic) drinks with my friends, but I wasn’t disappointed. I ordered for their house specialty Klatsch Cup, a stronger version of Cafe Mocha, and boy was it delicious!!!
Thank you Michelle, Angel, Nikka, Meg, and Len for an awesome weekend! :D
I was browsing through one of my favorite sites, My Modern Met, when I saw this dazing photo by Adam Taylor. The photo is just too beautiful, I couldn’t help but save it on my laptop. But the reason I’m blogging about it now isn’t merely its loveliness. I wanted to share this photo because of the impact it had on me, and I’m hoping other people out there could experience it too.
When I look at the man in the photo, it seems like he’s asking me so many questions. Questions that I should be asking myself. Questions that I should be answering myself. Questions I just never bothered to ask myself. Questions I’ve been trying to dodge. I may not be spending ‘Holy Week’ the way most Christians and Catholics would spend it (since I’m not a Catholic anymore), praying and visiting different churches (okay, so I may be visiting churches with my family because they’re Catholics). But thanks to this photo, I am reminded there’s something else that I can do (perhaps something I should do) this Holy Week. I am reminded that I can use the time to, well, mull over things.
Praying and visiting churches may not be in the list of my agenda for Holy Week but reflecting on the past choices I’ve made and contemplating on my future definitely will be. Questions that I should be asking myself. Questions that I should be answering myself. Questions I just never bothered to ask myself. Questions I’ve been trying to dodge. You have them all too, I’m pretty sure of that. Perhaps you can do the same. Contemplate.
Ah, 12 more days of college!
“College? Been there. Done that,” a friend posted not so long ago in our batch’s Facebook group, OrCom 2011 rocks.
As I type this, I’m in disbelief. I am done. Done writing my thesis and done defending it in front of my adviser and panelists (I even cried in front of them). All of the sleepless nights have finally paid off and in just a couple of weeks I’ll be going up the stage to grab my hard-freakin-earned diploma.
These past few weeks in the university were anything but easy. A lot of times, it felt like everything was surreal. Not the wtf-I-can’t-believe-this-is-really-happening-to-me kind of surreal, but more like I-haven’t-gotten-any-sleep-poke-me-I-might-be-dreaming kind of surreal. Sleep became an option (an intolerable one at that!) but it didn’t matter because I knew I wasn’t alone. All I had to do was think of the people I have in my life and all the stress just goes away. Throat’s throbbing already, tears may come out anytime but I’ll try my best to control them because Angel, Ellis, KC, GJ, and Dion might think their friend has turned mad.
Mama and Papa, thank you for being my shock-absorbers during these stressful times (or for my almost 20 years of existence!), for being patient and loving parents to such a disobedient daughter. I love you two dearly.
Nanay, my beautiful and indulgent lola, you always know how to make me smile. You’ve been my inspiration in all these, and you always will be. After I graduate, tables will turn and I promise I’ll be the indulgent one this time around.I love you so much!
To Lola Salud and Lolo Dolfo, the power couple of the clan, thank you for the wonderful holidays, the wonderful food, and the wonderful love. You two are always in my heart.
Thank you my one and only Kuya for being forbearing during my pasaway times, I know I had a lot and I owe you one big hug. Your pretty sister loves you!
To Tita Neth, my lovely aunt, thank you for the delightful weekends, scrumptious meals, and juicy showbiz chikas.
To my wonderful little cousins who always make me look forward to weekends and holidays, thank you for always making me feel like silly kid I really am.
To Andrea, the world’s tiniest (and sexiest!) wonder, you have no idea how happy I am that I have you as my bestfriend for almost half my life already. I love you so so very mucho.
Ellis, my beautiful make-believe girlfriend, my constant partner in crime, and the Chong to the Ke, you’ve made such a great impact (read: damage) in my life, and for that I love (read: despise) you. My college life never would’ve been this awesome without you.
Kimberly Lorenzo, my sexy make-believe ex-girlfriend and my Chow Queen, no one comforts me like you and your squishy arms do. My love for you is greater than my love for Ocho and Buwi combined.
Pamela Enriquez, my Mums and my Diva, thank you for always being the caring one. Your strength (and fierceness!) has been an inspiration to me. You have no idea how much I love you.
Diane Pili, my pseudo-adviser and kapanalig-in-the-balcony, my love for you is bigger than the future you hold (Imagine that!). Throughout all this, you’ve been the reassuring one, and I thank you for that.
Angel Lencio, my soul sister, and Rainier Aundreyzel, the Master to the D R E, (you guys are a package deal), the rockstar couple, you guys have no idea how happy I am when I’m with the two of you. Thank you for being such good influences to the Ke, and for the metaphysical, ontological, and epistemological discourses we’ve had over ‘crimson stallion’.
Patti Detera and Sandoy Cortez (package deal #2) thank you for being such talkative creatures and never running out of things to say to me. My love for you two is greater than my love for Chicken Sisig. HAH!
Anne Cortez, another tiny wonder and living proof to the saying great things come in small packages. I never thought that so much love and inspiration could be in such a lovely little girl. You’ve been a great blessing in my life for that I thank the Higher Power, not you. :)
Mina Loyola, I couldn’t be any more thankful for allowing me to be part of your Gleek experiences. But more than that, I want to thank you for being the sensible one, for listening to me when no one else would. You may not realize it, but I’ve always looked at you as an ate.
GJ Villanueva, my dark and twisted Georgina, thank you for being the devil’s advocate. Your out of this world humor gives me stomach gas all the freaking time and I thank you for that.
KC Morono, the Kiccibear of my life, thank you for letting me play on your iTouch like a mad person. My dear Sarah Loyola, the girl who never runs out of skirts and dresses, thank you for your wide
fore… smile. Call me even after we graduate from college, okay? Eya Sio, LRT rides will never be the same because of you. Sorry if I make fun of you, but believe me when I say I do it because I love you. It surprises me how much you three have grown on me. I love all of you!
Jerick Olpindo, a.k.a. Tito Jake, you deserve a special mention for being my pseudo-statistician. Thank you for always being so cool and willing to help.
Zid, Gem, Claire, Lem, Lara, Erose, Marie, Shun, Jen, Xy, Jody, Karen, Kim, Roanne, Sharyl, Aira, Yayie, Diane, Jeca, Allen, Rhea, Earl, Mavic, Larraine, Justine, Precky, GenePao, PatSy, Shecai, (Sexy Car)Mina , Dion, Eric, Joed, Nic, and Grace, all you guys are rad! You have no idea how happy I am for having such awesome awesome batchmates (AND I SAY THAT WITH CONVICTION). I’m sure all you guys are gonna go places!
Kitty and Perry, I decided to thank you girls together because I just realized that saying Kitty Perry sounds like Katy Perry.
I love you OrCom 2011! From the bottom of my heart, I love you guys thiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiis much.
Dr. Henson, thank you. To my very brilliant college professors, Dr. Sarile, Ma’am Adeva, Ms. Aclan, Sir Burn, Sir Chong, Madame Mikee, Sir Timbungco, Sir Chadwick, Sir Barry, Ms. Martin, Sir Villar, Ms. Pagtalunan, Ms. Pam, Sir Arcilla, Ma’am Wacnang, Sir Ponsaran, and Sir Mesina, thank you very much for sharing your wisdom. My life is changed because of you. Seriously, I can’t thank all of you enough.
To my panelists, Ms. Aclan and Ma’am Rondaris, and my statistician, Sir FJ Singun, thank you very much!
To the very sweet Ate Novs, I am eternally grateful to you.
often cranky CAS guards, to the friendly cafeteria people, to Lola Yosi, thank you!
Always and every time, it takes my breath away how I’ve met a lot of great people throughout my college life. The encouragement and inspiration I’ve received from all of them overwhelms me to infinity I just want to burst into tears (the happy sort).
I want to express my sincerest gratitude to everyone who was with me during my silliest moments, petiks episodes, and toughest times of my college life.Thank yous are just not going to suffice and I love yous aren’t going to do it either. As I end this, I am still in disbelief. In disbelief of how blessed I am to have such wonderful people in my life.