Stress

Stress

That confusion created when the mind must override the body's basic desire to choke the living crap out of some idiot who needs it!

Thus, I apologize to those people whom I've snapped on lately. I'm kinda back on track na. Peace tayo. :P

Dahil impraktikal daw maging romantic

Pero aminin nyo… masarap at nakakmiss ang feeling ng kinikilig.

Kelan ba ung huling beses na napangiti kayo sa kawalan dahil bigla nalang bumulong sa inyong utak ang pamilyar na boses ng isang tao hanggang sa sumilip ang kanyang mata at tuluyan na ngang dumungaw at natanaw ang mukha nya sa iyong alaala?

Diba ang saya?

Naalala ko lang ang komentong ito nang sa limang besses ngayong araw (na umabot hanggang gabi) galing sa limang magkakaibang tao ang nag tekst sakin ng mga kalungkutan nila. Me isang galing sa isang failed date (kasalanan ko ata at pinakilala ko sila). Ang pangalwa naman ay nagsasawa sa buhay mag isa kahit na tuloy tuloy ang magagandang pangyayari sa buhay nya.Kabaligtaran naman ang pangatlo sa pagkakaroon ng masasaklap na mga pangyayari at wala syang kadamay. Ang pang apat ay kakabreyk lang sa kanyang irog. At ang pang lima ay hinahanap ang walang closure na ex.

Napansin ko lang… minsan kasing umikot ang mga mundo nila sa isang tao, o sa isang ideya. Namimiss lang nila ung ideya na me kaakap, kadamay, kausap, kasangga, at ung isang bagay na di ko pwede banggitin sa napaka wholesome kong blog. Basta pag nakalimutan nyong nabuhay kayong magisa, at minsan lang nagkaroon ng kasama…

Dito siguro nagiging impraktikal ang pagiging romantiko.

Wag nyo lang sana paabutin dito at paikutin ang sarili sa ganitong pag iisip ay magiging ok naman kayo.

Sa pagiging romantikong impraktikal sinisilang ang mga Emolords. Madami akong kilalang mga batang Emolords. At hindi sila masayang kasama. Nakakdrain ng dugo.

Pero sa tamang timpla, ok maging romantiko. Nagbibigay ito ng ngiti sa iyong mga labi. Wag lang sosobra kasi mapagkakamalan kang baliw.

Pero tandan, hindi lang sa BF o GF o asawa pwedeng iapply ang pagiging romantiko. I-channel ang pagiging romantiko sa pagiging sweet sa mga kaibigan. Mahirap kasing kinikimkim ang pagiging romantiko, nakakabaliw lang talaga ito.

Ano ba ang gusto kong sabihin? Ay wala lang naman. Gusto ko lang mag ipon ng mga positive energy dahil naubusan ako ngayon araw. Limang oras ako nagtytype ng mga pagcocomfort. Kinonti-an ko nalang dun sa mga alam kong mature naman. Dinamihan nalang dun sa mga tingin ko’y me suicidal tendency. Sa huli, para nalang matapos, nag book ako ng kadate dun sa isa. Pwede nako magtayo ng speed dating service.

Basta… ano ba alam ko sa mga bagay na ito. Di dapat yata ako ang tinetext nyo, si Ewik siguro dapat. Mas madaming alam un. Katawan ko lang ata ang kaya kong i-offer na solace sa kalungkutan nyo. Di ko kayang magpayo. Mas madami pa siguro akong pagkakamali sa pagiging romantiko ko kahit pagsamasamahin nyo pang lahat ang kaeklatan nyo. Kaya di nako magpapayo, makikinig nalang ako.

Pero para sa mga naiinip na sa kakaantay… pakinggan nyo nalang si Michael Buble… “I haven’t Met you yet.”

(next week na ulit ako magpopost, trabaho muna)

Things I never liked till you came

i never liked numbers until i watched you do math.

and somehow between the derivatives and the way you made the calculations dance, i fell in love with the logical precision of how they added up, the poetry you weaved on graphs with a pencil behind your ear and a slow smile curling your lips. and when i sat on your lap, counted the kisses, multiplied the desire, divided the distance and subtracted the inhibitions, i decided i might be mathematically inclined after all.

i never liked roller coasters until you took me on one.

and somehow between the buckling down and the gripping your hand as the car shook forward, i fell in love with the stomach-dropping, jaw-aching beauty of letting go and finding yourself flying instead of falling. and when i looked over and saw your grin stretching your face and your quick laugh getting stolen by the wind, i decided that i might like losing control and free-falling after all.

i never liked the rain until you danced with me in it.

and somehow between the getting soaked and the holding you close as your breath steamed against my ear, i fell in love with the passionate way it bulleted against the ground and the way i could fling my heart in the sky and watch it shower down around me. and when you dipped me low and caught my mouth, i decided i might like the way the storm raged around us and the way we were completely and utterly alone after all.

and i never liked falling in love until you dragged me down.

and somehow between the tripping and the falling on my face, i fell in love with the way you caught me before i scraped my knees and the way you made it the most beautiful thing i’ve ever seen. and when you spun me out into the star-studded night, when you swept me off my feet, when you kissed me boneless, i decided i might enjoy breaking myself apart for you after all.

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Blogger’s note: I don’t have the luxury of time to write a new post, thus, whoever wrote this one, thank you thank you for putting into words what my heart longed to say.

And as for laughing and dancing in the rain, that’s one thing I so wanted to do with someone. Sana magawa ko minsan. Kinilig lang ako ng sobra hahaha! Kiddin’

Darn! I’m such a romantic loser! Haha!

Upuan by Gloc 9 feat Zelle

Kayo po na naka upo,
Subukan nyo namang tumayo
At baka matanaw, at baka matanaw na nyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Ganito kasi yan eh...

Verse 1:

Tao po, nandyan po ba kayo sa loob ng
Malaking bahay at malawak na bakuran
Mataas na pader pinapaligiran
At naka pilang mga mamahaling sasakyan
Mga bantay na laging bulong ng bulong
Wala namang kasal pero marami ang naka barong
Lumakas man ang ulan ay walang butas ang bubong
Mga plato't kutsara na hindi kilala ang tutong
At ang kanin ay simputi ng gatas na nasa kahon
At kahit na hindi pasko sa lamesa ay may hamon
Ang sarap sigurong manirahan sa bahay na ganyan
Sabi pa nila ay dito mo rin matatagpuan
Ang tao na nagmamay-ari ng isang upuan
Na pag may pagkakatao'y pinag-aagawan
Kaya naman hindi niya pinakakawalan
Kung makikita ko lamang siya ay aking sisigawan

Chorus:

Kayo po na naka upo,
Subukan nyo namang tumayo,
Baka matanaw, at baka matanaw na nyo
Ang tunay na kalagayan ko

Verse 2:

Mawalang galang na po
Sa taong naka upo,
Alam niyo bang pantakal ng bigas namin ay di puno
Ang ding-ding ng bahay namin ay pinagtagpi-tagping yero
Sa gabi ay sobrang init na tumutunaw ng yelo
Na di kayang bilhin upang ilagay sa inumin
Pinakulong tubig sa lumang takuring uling-uling
Gamit lang panggatong na inanod lamang sa istero
Na nagsisilbing kusina sa umaga'y aming banyo
Ang aking inay na may kayamanan isang kaldero
Na nagagamit kapag ang aking ama ay sumweldo
Pero kulang na kulang parin,
Ulam na tuyo't asin
Ang singkwenta pesos sa maghapo'y pagkakasyahin
Di ko alam kung talagang maraming harang
O mataas lang ang bakod
O nagbubulag-bulagan lamang po kayo
Kahit sa dami ng pero niyo
Walang doktor na makapag papalinaw ng mata niyo
Kaya...

Wag kang masyadong halata
Bato-bato sa langit
Ang matamaay wag magalit
O bato-bato bato sa langit
Ang matamaan ay
Wag masyadong halata
Wag kang masyadong halata
Hehey, (Wag kang masyadong halata)
(Wag kang masyadong halata)
Yeahhey...

STOP THAT STORM!

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Warning: this might be along post to others, thus you also have the option of just listening to the podcast.

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Ondoy, then Pepeng, practically left us all Filipinos at a standstill… crops all drenched, fish all washed away to the shores, houses submerged, cars overturned.

But then the standstill went on over to a "rampage". A rampage of what we Filipinos often times call… Bayanihan.

Could all these disasters be man made? Caused by our own inequities and disregard towards the laws of nature? A very possible fact.

Could all these have been allowed by God to teach us a very valuable lesson? A most daunting reason for if so, we must be doing something really wrong.

I’ve embedded above what our pastor has to say to all of these. Some of which are funny facts, but they speak much truth. This is also one of the few instances that we hear him bring up the facet of politics in all of these.

I’ve transcribed some of the highlights, but I do implore you all, please do listen to the podcast. I usually write posts for myself and care not if these are being read, but this time, I find real importance in sharing this all to you. Kindly share these as well to others.

Now, let us juxtapose our recent storm with that underwent by Jonah (please take note that below is not the exact transcript of the podcast above but is a mixture of the blogger’s own thoughts and that of the podcast minus some of the political insights).

THE STORM

Jonah was called by God to go to the great city of Nineveh to preach, but instead, Jonah headed on the opposite direction and tried to flee from God. (Read Jonah 1: 1-3)

Then the Lord sent a great wind on the sea, and such a violent
storm arose that the ship threatened to break up… Jonah 1: 4.

Can this storm be described as a godly call, caused by human disobedience, and perhaps be man made (or at least induced)?

I think so.

With such a storm, the most natural reaction of anyone, would be fear… and the most likely action after is to pray.

Sometimes these are often wake up calls for us all who have forgotten how to call on His name. “Storms” can make people remember God. “Storms” can make people realise what’s truly important.

Also, in other instances, the most insensitive reaction or rather (in?)non-action, would be to sleep on the situation.

Most of us would actually do this in times of our own “storms” and Jonah is no exception.

…But Jonah had gone down below deck, where he lay down and fell
into a deep sleep. Jonah 1:5

And what did the other men in the boat do? As accustomed to being faced with a problem, they had to find out the cause and the most likely solution. And all sorts of investigation pointed towards Jonah.

But what to do? Jonah then gave them the most obvious answer. Jonah fled from God’s grace and disobeyed His commands. The most obvious solution is to bring Jonah back to God’s mercy.

Pick me up and throw me into the sea. He replied. And it will
become calm, I know that it is my fault that this great storm has come upon you.
Jonah 1: 12

But the kind sailors instead did their best to row to land instead of heading to Jonah’s request. It was, after all, a brutal thing to do throwing someone out to sea. And with how they treated a problem, they remind me so much of Filipinos. Ready to tread sorts of hardship… “magtiis” becomes like air we breathe. And in times of disasters, we hold on to ourselves, not even to our politicians, but to private citizens willing to help out in their own private ways.

But since the storm was after all, allowed by God, who are they to combat its wrath. Left with no more choice, they then resorted to throwing Jonah off the boat.

They then took Jonah and threw him overboard, and the raging sea
gre calm. Jonah 1: 15

And as we all know of the story, God provided one big fish to house Jonah for three days and three nights till the fish was ready to spit him out to shore.

The fish was an instrument of divine restoration for Jonah. In it was made “Jonah’s Prayer” which I bid you all to look at (Jonah 2: 1-10).

And to those who does not know, the story did not end with Jonah on the shore. Jonah then went out to the original plan of God to go to Nineveh and preach his word.

HOW IS THIS RELATED TO OUR PRESENT STORM?

Each of us may as well be symbols of Jonah who in times of “storms” sleeps off solving problems we ourselves have caused.

Or the Jonah who had treaded out of God’s laid out path, politicians who have neglected their duties, bystanders who have been incessantly and unmindfully throwing trash just anywhere.
But in the same manner, we can also be the Jonah who have repented, faced all consequences, mended faults and finally was able to appease the cause of the storm. Change is after all, what we need, and it comes and start from within.

The storm can be a symbol of our ACTUAL/ LITERAL storms, or they can also be SPIRITUAL, EMOTIONAL or even POLITICAL. Each of us has their own storms.

Storms that have led to the flooding of streets with clogged drains out of our own trashes; overflowing of our rivers due to the lack of original water/ river paths which we have “reclaimed” to be new lands.

And sometimes we forget why our ancestors built their houses on stilts such as our bahay kubo. Aside from the heat, the elevation protects them from water rising, Tagalog after all means Taga-ilog (which manila originally had plenty of).

And my most favourite character in the story is the Fish.

Notice the use of the fish. It was used as a vessel to isolate, teach, be humbled, guide, navigate and deliver Jonah to his “Nineveh.”

Three days and three nights were spent on self restoration.

And notice that it was when they threw Jonah out that the storm suddenly stopped.

And I firmly believe that with the recent storm that we went through, we were somehow able to throw out our own Jonah’s.

And along with this reason, I believe that the second storm that was supposed to hit Manila again didn’t push through also because MANY HAVE PRAYED.

It’s funny how recent events, wether the death of a democratic icon, the destruction of homes by a storm has brought out the best in all of us.

And as we continuously throw out the “bad Jonah” in us, we are continuously placed in our own “Fish” for our own correction, restoration and redirection.

And whether or not there’s truth to outrageous rumors of having the “end” being near, I think God is still good, making us ready for that day.

So, what “Jonah” have you thrown out recently?

Or shall we throw out the Jonah in the Malacanang palace? (sorry my own attempt to humor).

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Special thanks to:

Day by Day Christian Ministries Techie stuff divisision for the cd copy. And since I don't have much time in my hands, thanks to friends who have helped me out in splicing, file convertions.. techie things that I really wouldn't know anything about and for uploading in podbean. Now... back to work, back to work... see you next weekend! But I do have some autoposts for you in the coming days. hehe.

Ng dahil sa gulaman...

Ng dahil sa gulaman, nalungkot nanaman ako.

Dalawang lingo na ang nakararaan, excited ako na magtawag ng family gathering para sa Mamay (lolo) naming na mag bebertdey ngayong Oktubre 13. Ninety nine (99) na sya ngayon pero dahil sa me pasok, ngayong lingo (Okt 11) nalang naming iseselebreyt.

“Gagawa ako ng graham cake.” Eksayted kong bulong sa sarili. Eto lang kasi ang alam kong gawin.

Namili na ako ng mga sangkap. At kanina lang, namili ako ng presh na mangga para ihalo dito.

At dahil mas perky pa ako sa utong ni *****, at excited makakita ng tao, minarapat kong mauna na ngayong sabado sa Batangas at gawin na ang Graham keyk.

“Perpekto!” Sigaw namin ng mga kasama ko ng matapos magawa.

Gelatin nalang ang kulang sa ibabaw.

Nagpakulo, hinalo, at dahil mababa ang EQ ko, ibinuhos ko agad ang gulaman.

Tinitigan ko lang sya ng todo. Coffee jelly ang aking binuhos sa dalawang tray, sa isa pang pares ay raspberry naman.

Kinabahan ako ng todo, pero nanuod nalang ako ng PBB. Pero nang balikan ko… WAPAK!

Sinipsip lang ng graham ang gulaman ko. Matubig ata masyado. Malabsak. Nandiri lang ako.

Budburan ko daw ng gulaman powder. At dahil kumusot na ang aking mukha, minarapat nalang ng aking irog na bumili ng isa pang gulaman, at mag init at ibuhos ulit ito sa cake.

Alam nya marahil na aatakihin nanaman ako ng aking depresyon.

Natapos remedyohan ang graham cake, pero di parin ako mapakali. Bibili nalang ako ng totoong cake bukas.

Itatapon ko nalang ang apat na trays ng graham cake ko.

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At dito nagsimula ang pag e-emo ko. Para kasing lahat ng mga bagay na gusto kong gawin, lahat ng mahawakan ko, masama ang kinahihinatnan. Parng graham cake ko lang.

Wala na at akong nagawang tama sa buhay ko. Mukhang lahat pinipilit ko lang remedyohan, pagtakpan, hawiin ang mga pagkakamali at pilit tinatama.

Pero sa huli, pangit parin ang kalalabasan.

Isa nanaman akong “disappointment” sa sarili ko.

Ang saya gumawa ng graham cake para sa iba. Pero pag para sakin na, wala na. Sira na.

Kung tutuusin, maayos naman ang dati kong nagagawa. Me starfish na design pa nga ung iba. Pero bakit sa sarili kong graham cake di ko magawang maging masarap? Di ko magawang magmukha syang Masaya?

Hay ang buhay nga naman, parang isang graham cake lamang!

Pasta craving satisfied by Pasta Bibiana

A tally of what usually comes to mind every second would prove “food” to be the winner. Not owing to the fact that every commercial break would have food in it, every TV show would have food featured in it (whether being cooked, thrown at or just merely ogled at), food is, and will always be, the most mind permeating thing in the world (crossing blood brain barrier and all).

Growing with my dad and his two-food-menu-list: Take it or leave it, I’ve come to appreciate real food and marvel at how it is prepared. And having Pasta being on top of my faves, I think it is just right for me to get all excited at a new business venture by a friend (of course, involving pasta).

Withstanding the recent storm, good friend and blogger, Kuya J, treaded on with pursuing his endeavour and opened his new business in Robinsons Place Imus on October 2, 2009.

Ferdinand Point, father of modern French cuisine, once quips, “

If the divine creator has taken pains to give us delicious and exquisite things to eat, the least we can do is prepare them well and serve them with ceremony.” Of course I should be talking Italian rather than French, but food is God's gift, Italian or French alike.

Indeed, what makes Pasta Bibiana different is the “ceremony”. You’d be sure that Bibiana’s pasta is cooked with much attention and love. Months prior to the birthing of this new pasta haven, I’ve had the chance of sampling several of kuya J’s pasta recipes, cooked specifically for Mamang Bibiana. A delicious treat indeed. And with Red designing the kiosk for this pasta treat, Pasta Bibiana became a history of family and friends.

Named after kuya J's Mamang, Pasta Bibiana proves to be more than just a pasta place. It is the marriage of your choice of sauce poured over your Semolina pasta made from Durum wheat, enriched with vit B complex, fiber and protein, a mere 99 calories with less than half a gram of fat. you have the choice of red or white sauce topped with pork, beef, or tuna, or you could also have your pasta salad dressed with fresh fruit, tuna corn, or crabmeat sauce.

Easy nuf? I think so, too.

Partner your pasta with your choice of sandwich, I’d suggest you try the Tofu sandwich. I’d say, Yuuummmie!

Priced at 29 Php for the sandwich and 41 Php for your pasta, plus your free pandan water to go with the pasta, you already have easy access to home cooked gourmet.

Delicious. Affordable. Healthy. Plus a loving pasta history.

Those are what Pasta Bibiana is all about.

Visit this new find at 2nd Floor, foodcourt @ Robinsons Place Imus.

Remember… A healthy life, is a full life!

New Spring Awakening showing date

If you are one of those who bought tickets for the September 26 showing at the RCBC plaza tower, which was then postponed to October 3, 8pm, due to typhoon Ondoy (Melor)... well...

... it was then again rescheduled to October 11, 8pm due to typhoon Pepeng (Parma).

I'm starting to really hate the weather. Home based work na nga ako, ayaw pa talga ako papanuorin ng play.

Dinasalan mo bset ung ticket ko no? umamin ka? LOL

In any case, you may call Atlantis at (02) 892 7078 or 484 7278 for any concerns.

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On another note, since we are all again preparing for Pepeng... I suggest you all head to Sir Rody's advise on having your hairdryer as #1 in the list of packing up in preparation for the flood. Read Gibbs post on this, cracked me up like hell.