Things to look forward to...

Eoni (my first niece!) would be coming soon this July!

My driving classes (Saturdays and Sundays of July for a total of 10 hours). Driving confidence that would allow me to zip to Tagaytay on weekends with family.

Finishing my MPA course end of this year, of bad case scenario, first quarter of 2007.

Travel to another Asian country - Bangkok, Thailand or Vietnam...or maybe a Winter Korea???

Another BS Singers concert? Hmm, let's cross our fingers, shall we?

Losing weight. Ahh, the eternal, ever-present resolution on my new year's list.

Mastering the Korean language.

PS: In one of Patty's posts, she shares the good effect of kissing (passionate) on losing weight...and since I've been slaving my (big) butt off at the gym lately and not seeing any improvements (except for my newly acquired biceps...give me Pacquiao anytime!), I'm seriously considering the idea...Hmm, but first, we shall have to select a kissing partner...that will be quite hard...Maybe I better stick to my gym and diet torture aka regimen.

Questions...

Have you ever wanted something you don't really intend to keep?
Have you ever reached for something and when it's within your grasp, you realize it's not what you wanted all along?
Have you ever dreamed of something and then got scared when it slowly materializes?
Have you ever ran a race for a goal and suddenly wanted to run backwards and lose?

It seems that lately, I've been building a sandcastle. I know it's not for keeps, and I know it's just that, a sandcastle...I have doubted I could build it, now, the sandcastle is taking shape. And I have mixed feelings about finishing it because I know the tides will just wash it away again anyway...and I know I can't take it with me. I know the sandcastle belongs to no one, and I have no one to show it to, as well. And it's not for a sense of fulfilment, but just the thrill. Was it a waste of time? Am I foolish to doubt myself now that it's here?

And then, as always, there's this "come-here-go-away" me. I am flame. I didn't mean to invite the moth, but my ego flirted with it and now, it's too near and I won't have it burned. It's never my intention to hurt anyone, but I can't turn moth away either. How can I tell it to stay a distance from my flame?

Numbers Game

Was tagged by Patty...I've prepared mine days ago but couldn't post much, so I've to update it... here goes:

10 FIRSTS

1. first best friend: Hmmm, kinda hard since I wasn't the friendly type in school...maybe Tina, who was first my busmate before we became friends in elementary..
2. first screen name: ElectricFun
3. first pet name: Pogi, a white puppy
4. first piercing: my ears when I was a baby
5. first crush: Jonathan Knight ng NKOTB (Patty, pano ko aangal e rivals tayo)
6. first school: NFWC (Forgot what it stands for...)
7. first house location: Loyal Bulusan, Sta Mesa Heights resident ako
8. first kiss: Do I really need to answer this one?
9. first thing bought with your savings/allowance: I've been saving since I can remember...maybe a Christmas gift for my dad
10. first perfume: Poison

9 LASTS
1. last time you smoked: a few months back, after a very very "gluttonic" bonding with my female colleagues. just one cig. swear!
2. last food you ate: Dinner...ahhh, rice, tuna and KIMCHI!
3. last car ride: Do FX taxi count?
4. last phone call: This afternoon at the office
5. last song you listened to: Alone Again...theme ng Ally McBeal
6. last words you said: "Pa-internet!"
7-9: sorry, Patty's list was just up to here.

8 HAVE-YOU-EVERS
1. dated a best friend: Almost!
2. been arrested: Hopefully never.
3. been on TV: I'm not quite sure...maybe during the Bench and Jerry event...
4. eaten sushi: yes. happen to be one of my favorite Japanese food
5. cheated on your BF/GF: is flirting cheating?
6. been on a blind date: Never
7. been in love: Who haven't?
8. cried in public: Unfortunately, frequent

7 THINGS YOU ARE WEARING
1. Red shirt
2. An old 10-year old shirts that would be better off as a rag
3. Slippers
4. Pair of earrings
5. Ring6. Underwear
7. A smile

6 THINGS YOU HAVE DONE TODAY
1. Went to MPA class
2. Bought more scrapbook paper at National Bookstore
3. Went on line to research on Research Management
4. Did one page of my Korean scrapbook
5. Decided to buy the Sony W30
6. Tried on my new pink shoes

5 FAVORITE THINGS
1. My books
2. My shoes
3. My cellphone
4. My MP3 players
5. My clothes

4 PEOPLE YOU TRUST THE MOST
1. God
2. Mom
3. Dad
4. My sisters (obvious ba, am family-oriented)

3 THINGS YOU WANT TO DO BEFOREYOU DIE
1. Travel
2. Have Kids...the natural way...husband a must
3. Own a library

2 CHOICES
1. vanilla or chocolate: chocolate
2. hugs or kisses: errr...depends...

1 PERSON YOU WANT TO SEE RIGHT NOW?
1.) Him...(identity withheld for the meantime)

Tagging: Mau, Eve, Beige, Mai, Iris

If Boredome Could Talk

...it would go like this...

Arggghh!

Back to the vicious cycle of warm, humid nights, long-almost endless days and boring nothingness. There's not much to do, hence not much story to tell.

It's been more than a month since our Korea adventure and I'm dying to get out and see new places again. I guess "anywhere but here" would be a good place to escape to. But then, I have to shave off some more moolah off my money tree to get anywhere...Sigh, how come our Western counterparts can afford to travel with just their two years worth of wages? My two years' savings would basically cover...a taxi ride to the airport and back. Duh. Oh, okay, plus some noodles for chow.

Anyway, scrapbooking my adventure to Seoul is going painstakingly slow. I've sat two days on it already and just discovered I missed printing about three pictures of our second day (the one near Hoehwa Station) , lost my GyeongbukGung admission ticket, and don't have any idea at all about scrapbooking. Now I have backaches to add to my long list of discomforts. And to think I still have Singapore 2002 to do after this. Yikes!

Blah Blah Yak Yak

It's a long weekend before the school year 2006-07 officially starts.

Because today, 12 June, is Philippine Independence Day. Yes, believe it or not, we actually celebrate it, not that it means anything at all - we're still pretty darn hooked up with addictive Hollywood and our Caucasian idols. We still think fellow Filipinos are indios and not worth as much as our fairer conquistadors.

Anyway, since it's Independence Day...let's see how I can personalize it...

I've finally knocked some sense into me. I'm fairly grounded and don't give a fig about what people might say, but I found I have too much self-love to just wait around for something I don't really need at all, but just fancies at the moment. Well, actually, the moment just passed and so now, hmmm...next flavor please. So now, Ms. Independent me can be anything at all, anytime, without worrying that I don't know anything about the topic at hand.

I've also finally decided to keep committed to the dancing ministry. I don't know why, but however much it demands of me, inspite of the hurts and disappointments I get because of it, I can't seem to give it up. Dancing is my first love, and there's joy in the knowledge that I just don't dance for the heck of it. I dance to worship, and I worship by dance. Other people think of it as corny and foolish, but if they see our moves now, they might be tempted to join.

It brings to mind the Pentecost 2006 event. Pride is a sin, but I can't help it, our dancers were so blessed. Even though hours before the event started, we were so harrassed and demoralized (and I was crying like a baby, wanting to wipe my nose on Elmer's shirt because, darn, the guys didn't offer any hanky at all - where's a gentleman when you need him?) because of some techinical problems, I am so happy that people were imitating us. They took pictures of us and thanked us for dancing. We may not have been as "precise" and as synchronized as the other community's dancers were (think synchronized swimming) but we were equally anointed and more blessed. we were not on stage like the hunky-macho-gwapito-pint-size-all-male dancers but the people were looking at us, watching us, smiling at us.

Anyway, no pictures yet...as if I can post them here...blog seems to be having a tech glitz these days...so just check my flickr account for picture updates....

Yawn

Hmmm. For lack of anything to post, I'll just say that lately, I'm getting used to sleeping at 1 am and waking up at 5:30. I have to knock some sense into my stubborn noggin' sooner or later, before I keel over.

Luckily, food keeps me awake for the better part of office hours. But until when...that is the question.

Arggghhh!

Tama ba namang magparamdam?

It is so weird, once a guy you think of as a good friend suddenly starts to make subtle gestures of wanting to be more...Like text messages of "what if I'm in love with you" and such...

I am beginning to feel guilty (again) and embarrassed...that maybe I led him to think "IT" could happen. IT = US = NO WAY.

Oh, Wolverine, Hugh Jackman, Brad Pitt and Jang Dong Gun...where are you guys?

Back to Earth...

The past couple of weeks have been devoted to dance practices. Nyt gym sessions have to give way to rehearsals for Pentecost 2006.

And finally, now, some rest and well-deserved treats...if ever I can get out of the house. I'm so totally spaced out and tired with all the preparations for Pentecost. Plus, the weather is a drag. One moment it's raining, then it's warm and humid like ... well, like Manila, I guess.

I'm now planning my next get-away. I think this is going to be quite an expensive obssession...travelling. Plus the scrapbooking that will follow...teehee!

So now, back to earth for Dhing, the space girl. Next week, we'll start with Subject No. 8, if ever PCU will deign to settle their mind on what subject and professor...Back to the choir and the gym and to Korean telenovelas.

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Ok, so I admit, i'm totally "crush"-ing this guy. So what!

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It's funny, but I had a slight "tampo" with someone who doesn't even matter that much (romantically that is). Just wanted to make him feel that I have the upper hand...He he. How bad can I get?