I'm on a high.

Pierre Castro is Out!

2008-12-06T12:14:00.005+08:00

Look at our little boy! Isn't he the cutest? Our dear Castro came out 26th of November around 3:00 in the afternoon. Majal, my sister-in-law did not notice her water bag break that morning. They told me she had dry labor. As in, gasyagit jud daw sa kasakit!hehe He weighed 3.5 kilograms. Cute-cute guid nga baby and perti kabuot-buot. Waay guid gamo. Sige lang sleep. Mahibi lang pag-babath time. More photos here. I can't wait to go home this Christmas.

Welcome to the world, our dear Castro!

For April

2008-12-03T11:20:00.017+08:00

Just got back yesterday from a weekend at my parents'/ my hometown. I have adorable photos of my nephew, Castro, but that would have to wait until I finally get to post them. (Oh, I miss him already.)

Anyway, it's 22 days before Christmas! Can you believe that?! I'm crossing my fingers that my company would give us a Christmas bonus. (And yeah, I don't mean the 13th month pay.) I think this year would be my happiest Christmas because we now have our little boy. But it would still be different if I'd have some extra cash to shop for myself and for everybody. (hahaha everybody, huh?) I'm doing this post as per April Joyce's request thus, the title. I could have used 'My Christmas Wishlist' instead but I learned it's not good to advertise your personal needs. So yeah, this is all for April. I'm making this sort of wishlist for her (because she's been asking me what I want for Christmas and that I should make a list where she could choose from..) So, here goes:

1. Black Strappy Platforms

I kind of haven't gotten over the gladiator madness even though it's so last season. But I'm thinking, a strappy platform would be a safe choice. Well not really as high as the one below but something like it..

2. Black Clamdiggers (edit: black bermuda shorts)

I can wear them to church eventhough they technically are tailored shorts.
(edit: I kinda misused the word. I didn't know what to call them so I'm using clamdiggers. Basta I'm imagining a a knee-length tailored shorts. Whatever you c

all 'em.)

3. White Tailored Shorts

I got one from a thrift shop (I love thrift shops!). I thought it was the perfect pair for me but it's kinda big, I realized.

3. Dark Skinnies

I need to have the perfect dark denims. And yes, I want skinnies.;p

4. Gray Skinnies

I will totally look like a short-legged horse but I don't care.lol

5. Black Tote (either a quilted carry-all or a shoulder/sling bag..the one with chains..)

Hmmm...Micor told me she's getting me a carry-all so maybe a chain sling bag will do. I'm thinking a Chanel-esque but not a counterfeit.;P

6. WAYFARERS!!!!

I'm totally obsessing over wayfarers but Raybans are kinda mahal. I found one in Charles & Keith and they are lovely and easy on the pocket, I guess.

7. Black Flats

Yeah, black flats...preferrably pointy..or a Tory Burch-esque will do. =D

I guess that's all I have in mind so far. Or if you still can't figure out what to give me April Joyce, you can never go wrong with black 2-piece bikinis. I love you April!

11.27.08

2008-11-27T22:09:00.005+08:00

I was absent for work today. Toothache. I had like four Tylenol caplets but the pain comes back like in every 30 minutes to an hour. I need a stronger pain-reliever. I also took antibiotics. Talk about self-medication, huh? I just slept the whole day because I couldn't take the pain. I don't want this to last 'til tomorrow. It makes me so irritable and fidgety. Yeah, yeah...I will be visiting a dentist this Saturday but I'm afraid my molars will be extracted. Damn those retainers! They ruined my teeth. Sigh.

Anyway, I was told by Micor last night that maybe somebody tried to break in our apartment. You know that thing that holds the padlock? It's kind of twisted. There are scratches on the area where our padlock is installed. The apartment owner already warned us that the people who used to occupy our apartment lost a laptop because somebody broke in. No wonder we have like four double locks in our main door. Scary.

On a lighter note, my brother's girlfriend just gave birth yesterday around 3:00PM. Pierre Castro is officially out!=D I'm so excited to see him! I'll be coming home this weekend so expect photos of our little angel when I come back. I'm the happiest auntie in the world right now.

I Need Redbull, Quick!

2008-11-24T11:38:00.015+08:00

No, it's not hang-over. I guess I have stressed myself much lately. It's three weeks before the wedding. And just last weekend, we threw Micor her "Last Fling Before the Ring". I've never really been to any shower parties before and being the MOH-slash-maidzilla, it's kind of a hard task for me. And with almost all of our closest female friends M.I.A., it makes it even harder. I have no idea how it goes (well, except for the ones you see on T.V.- strippers, pole dancing, and all those naughty stuffs you could ever imagine). Thing is, her office mates also threw her a surprise shower party two weeks ago. And yes, they had strippers and stuff. Of course we couldn't do anything like it- not another cake with a vital part on it! I remember Micor telling me how her whole shower party went and at the back of my head I was like "holy cannolie, what are we gonna do now?". I thought, I am more of mushy than fun...why not do something really touchy for Micor. With just two weeks to plan things out, I texted all our close friends here in Cebu to help me out. Initial plan was to have it on the 15th but Micor's mom came to visit so we had to move it to the 22nd. I imagined renting a hotel room for a potluck party...Everyone should come in white... The whole room should be filled with balloons and ceiling drapings... There should be a tarpaulin that everyone could sign... Then we'll bring gifts.. And for those who couldn't make it, they are to record a video message for her. Whew! I never thought planning a surprise party would be that stressful! Fast forward to November 22nd, Micor had no clue (I guess). DJ, who just came to Cebu to attend the party, cooked pasta at home (she stayed at our place) and brought it to my office because Micor might see it when she gets home (It was a Saturday and we only work half day). All our other friends who were coming to the party either had work or nursing review that they couldn't help in preparing things especially the hotel room. I have to thank DJ and Meme (Micor's cousin and our roommate) for lending their time and effort that eventhough the balloons won't blow up and we couldn't hang the tarp perfectly, they were there to lift up my spirits. While everyone were already preppin' up for the night, we were still at the hotel room past 7:00PM figuring out what else we could do with the room so bare. Micor was already asking where we were and we could

only give her alibis. Good thing she is so naive that it never crossed her mind that we were up with something!hahaha Fast forward again to 9:00PM; we were on our way back to the hotel. We told Micor we were having dinner somewhere in Lahug but we have to drop by Northwinds Hotel because DJ's aunt was 'staying there and she had to see her really short'.

It wasn't the best surprise for Micor but we did make her really happy. We had a photocake with her hatest photo on it (haha), our good friends came, Sway and our friends from Singapore called, and the movie we made for her was perfect.

Now I want to thank all the people who made things possible...

Gladys, for finding a way to make the movie and for staying up late just to download the files
Sheena, for lending her laptop
Ludwig, for making the tarp
Nikki and his family, for making the video messages
April Joyce, for patiently sending her video message eventhough it seemd impossible
Charlie, for going out in the cold just to record her message and for editing it before her defense materials
Paul, Botoks and Melcha, for the Pancit Malabon (evethough you guys are so broke right now)
Doreen, for the two bottles of wine
Nanang and Bing, for the chicken, vodka and drinks
Karla, for her presence and most especially for bringing the naughtiest gift
Karen and Mama May, for your moral support since day1 and cutting your allowances just to spare some amount for the party
DJ, for 'crossing the seas' just to attend the party and for helping me out in the preparation and also for cooking the best pasta
Meme, for buying the balloons we never got to blow up!hahaha of course for hanging the tarp that almost broke your leg..hehe
Achie, for the financial help..it would have been more fun if you made it..
BURX SG, for the entertainment of the night..(I won't elaborate..haha)

We went to Formo and Vudu afterwards for Micor's last night out as a single woman.=)

Thanks God, I can now sleep well..
Oh! We still have the wedding! tsk tsk tsk...

Updates

2008-11-15T11:01:00.007+08:00

I haven't realized how much I have abandoned this blog until a friend of mine asked why I was missing. So yeah, it's like three weeks since my last post (well, not that I religiously blog. ) or should I say rant post. Ever since we transferred to our new apartment, I haven't had the chance to transfer my photos from Micor's computer. (Read: no internet connection) It's really different if you are talking about something and you have pictures to show. I have like a couple of saved drafts actually: our housewarming, Micor's engagement party /our trip to Siquijor, a friend's wedding (which reminds me..Tibang you owe me pictures from Paljett's wedding!).

Anyway, updates...updates...It's less than a month 'til Micor's wedding. Later this afternoon we're going to check the flowers. I have a 'misalette' to encode and invitations to work on. The very much hands-on bride-to-be is very much stressed right now so the MOH has to do what she needs to do. The wedding favors are 80% done (the bride-to-be did almost all the work). So I'd like to show you our labor of love...Taaadddaaaaannnn....

The wedding theme is vineyard with red wine as motif. We bought these miniature wine bottles 'fridge magnets' (whatever you call it) from a gift shop and they're just perfect for the theme. The personalized wedding monogram completed the presentation. The boxes were hand made by moi and Micor . (well, mostly Micor!haha She even used algebra just to get the boxes' dimensions perfect!) The tags are also personalized- with Micor and Nikki's sort of caricatures. They're pretty no?=) Next time I will post pictures of our DIY invitations and the wine bottles for the principal sponsors. I couldn't be more proud of our labor of love.

My Series of Unfortunate Events

2008-10-22T19:42:00.002+08:00

And so my story continues...

I'm in a net cafe in Ayala right now to have yet again another important document scanned and emailed to a Cisco switch supplier so we could finally pick up the items. I am tired. And hungry. Oh, starving is the word. I only had two cupcakes and two cups of chocolate drink the whole day. *sob*

Right before I came to this internet cafe, I went to LBC to send my officemate a labeler they forgot to bring with them to Laguna. The person in-charge asked me to buy a bubble wrap for the labeler before I ship it. I went to National Bookstore but they don't have any. I just bought an envelope with 'built-in' (haha) bubble wraps because I was so desperate already. When I came back to LBC, the LBC lady told me it won't do. My item might break and it will be their liability, whatevs. So I went out again to find bubble wraps. Good thing they had them at True Value.

I'm going home after this post. I'm just super exhausted. I can't live another day like this tomorrow.=(

Boss, Where Are You When I Needed You?

2008-10-22T15:31:00.002+08:00

Just when I thought I could get used to it, I realized I'm better off with my old life some days ago. Closing a deal would have been good news to all of us in the company. But if my everyday would be as kaarrrazzyy as today, I think I might be hearing voices any time soon. Koren gone haywire? tsk tsk tsk.. Doesn't sound nice!

My officemate's phone call woke me up this morning. Of course it had something to do with work! So I lost yesterday's enthusiasm- first thought of the day: WORK???!! Whatever happened to sunshine and scrambled eggs! Okay, I don't want to get into details because I don't want to sound too technical and that here I am doomed yet nobody would care because they wouldn't understand a word I'm saying.hahaha (I'm getting pathetic now.) What actually happened today? Here's what happened today: 1) I was and still am bombarded with work that writing this is somewhat an escape 2) Everything goes wrong-- our orders, dealership application, even our schedule (we're working on this project in Laguna) 3) My desktop has gone haywire too (this morning it logs off by itself every 5 minutes and writes 3-4 letters in 10 seconds that it took me forever to finish one purchase order) 4) Our printer needs a new toner but I couldn't order a new toner because it requires a purchase order and I couldn't fax the purchase order to our supplier because our fax machine is busted. I could email the PO but then I would have to print it then have it signed by my boss then scan it but our scanner goes with our fax machine so yes, it's busted too. Now that goes to number 5. 5) Our scanner is as useless as our printer. I had to go to this internet cafe in Ayala to have ani mportant document scanned so I could email it to a supplier pronto. But the net cafe could only scan a portion of my document because their scanner is only good for 8 x 11 size bond papers and below. Crap. I had to go to National Bookstore to have its size redused but I could barely read the letters. blah blah blah 6) My boss is M.I.A. and whatever concerns my officemates have, they'd go to me. My list could go on actually. It just drains me to enumerate how bad this day is for me. I could just imagine how worse it could get tomorrow. Sigh. I'm living a nightmare. Got to stop now. Still need to work on other stuffs.

I WANT MY LIFE BACK!!!!

PS
This just came in. Boss is in the hospital. Stressed maybe. I don't want to be next!

I Feel Like A Super Woman!

2008-10-21T18:35:00.004+08:00

I am just so stoked today. You know that feeling where you try to squeeze everything into your itinerary and you almost couldn't make it on schedule and yet at the end of the day you accomplish them all? That's what I am feeling right now. Far better than doing nothing in the office, no? I feel so useful. *grin*

Hello 8th!

2008-09-30T09:48:00.004+08:00

We moved in our new apartment last Saturday. (Note: we were kargadors for the day. ) It wasn't the one near our old place. Goodbye attic. Turned out that the owner of that building wasn't so sure when we could transfer there because of the electricity. Whatevs. We need to vacate our dear Centennial homes unit before the 30th,which is today. Anyway, we found this place 30-40 minutes away from the 'civilization'. It's far from our workplaces but it's also far prettier than our old flat. And the door's in rusty orange! Weeee.... Okay, I'm not really sure if it was painted orange; I think it's the varnish and the natural color of the wood.haha It has two bedrooms, one toilet and bath, one little kitch, living room, etcetera, etcetera. And the best part? It has a number of huge windows so ventilation is good and natural light could come in. I will post pics soon. We're having our little housewarming tonight. Friends are coming over. I hope to go out of the office by 5:00 PM so I will still have time to go to the groceries. I'm cooking and we're having wine! (Excited much?)

Rant: Impulsive Buying

2008-09-24T13:35:00.004+08:00

Impulsive buying is an enemy. MUST.STOP.NOW.

As much as I don't want to make a post out of this, there's no one I could vent this out to. It's stressing me out! Funny that the only people I could talk to right now about this whole "rant" thing are two guy friends online. Like they care about anything I'm saying!. (April, this goes out to you! Where are you?)

So yesterday was a friend's birthday and she invited us out to dinner. As mentioned in my last post, we were to come in black. I bought the dress from Veronica's Closet and had it shortened. But then I totally underestimated my size that when I got them, I realized I looked like an egg roll! So I called up a friend who is also going to the party to ask if we really are to come in black because if not, I could just grab some random dress from my closet. She told me that it's now okay if we come in whatever color. I had this floral dress in mind. All I need is a wide brown belt and I'm good to go. Two hours before THE dinner, I met up with Micor in SM to get the birthday girl a present. We also checked out some dresses in a couple of stores because Micor wasn't so sure what to wear either. Then Meme came; she wanted to get a dress for herself too. I was looking at their finds and I was like " I will really look granny-ish tonight!"

What to do?
Get yourself a new dress too!

Wow, it all happened so fast. Before I knew it, I was at the counter already, handing a basic black dress to Micor. A black dress I'm not even proud to show to everyone. I had no problems with it until I saw our pictures. So I'm in a remorse mode right now. I could have gotten myself a better dress, something fun and not flat. Something I wouldn't just hang in the closet to age. It was totally an unplanned purchase and definitely not a good find.

Anyhoo, we had fun. The dinner was at Port Seafoods, Waterfront. It was a buffet and I'm proud to announce I did not eat rice! And I did not get out of the restaurant full. Woohoo!!! We went to Loft, then Pier One and Formo after for some cocktails. It was all good, well, except for my dress.

I sound too shallow with this post. I jsut find it "sayang" - me buying a dress I don't like when most of the time I just go thrift shopping. Sigh.

Where Have All the LBD's Gone?!

2008-09-18T16:34:00.008+08:00

photo from: Anna's Closet

Now, where are those little black dresses when you need them the most?! I need an LBD pronto! A friend is celebrating her birthday come Tuesday and everyone should come in black. I'm in desperate need of a black dress! blah.

Anyhoo, Veronica's Closet is selling this really nice dress online but it's in black and white. Black and white still has black on it, right? haha I'm thinking of getting it. Have it shortened a li'l bit perhaps.

On a totally different note, I found the cheapest gladiator sandals in the world! P299.00, beat that! After almost a year of waiting for the fad to reach this side of the planet, I finally got hold of my own pair of black gladiators (not the style I have in mind but it will do--just so I could satisfy my long-overdue craving.lol). I'll post photos soon. Below is from Urban Outfitters. Anyone kind enough to buy me one?=)

It's a Boy and this Time it's for REAL!

2008-09-10T10:58:00.004+08:00

Yup, a baby boy on the way it is.
My sister-in-law just had her ultrasound last Monday and they are having a baby boy.
My first nephew, wow!
My brother wanted a cool name for his son. He asked me awhile back on what I think about Che Castro (from Latin American revolutionary leader, Che Guevara and Cuban revolutionary leader, Fidel Castro). Err, the Castro is okay but Che? It doesn’t sound right.
One time I was browsing over Bryanboy.com and read about his Pierre Hardy sneaks obsession. Hmmm, Pierre.
Pierre sounds cool.

How about Pierre Castro, I suggested. I totally forgot about it until yesterday I asked my mom what they are naming our little boy.
She said: “Pierre Castro.”
Me: Are they sure about that?
Mom: Yup, they said you gave that name.
Me: Oh, okay. Cool. (Well, our conversation-slash-text-message-exchanges didn’t really go that way, but kinda like it in Ilonggo dialect.)
In my mind I was like: If in the future, well God forbid, my nephew’s classmates will tease him about his name, I’ll be the person to blame!haha

I hope to get hold of the ultrasound result soon. I want to frame it.=)

I Really Liked Being the Girl behind the Orange Door

2008-09-01T15:24:00.009+08:00

photo by: judi0lyn

Brooke Davis' front door is red.
Mine is even cooler. It's in orange...

But now we're moving..I will no longer be the girl behind the orange door.=(

After more than a year of finally settling in a place we now call home, the owner informed us that she sold the property and we have to move out on or before September 30.

I cried. We cried. We learned to love the place despite its imperfections.

Three years in Cebu, seven houses. Right now we are checking this place a few blocks from our apartment. I think we found our 8th. It just doesn't have an orange door.

SomeTest Shots

2008-09-01T15:15:00.022+08:00

More than a week ago, my friends and I went on a trip to Bantayan Island. The place was amazingly picturesque. Everywhere I look, I would find beautiful photography subjects. It's just that, I don't own a camera. What can be more frustrating than that! Anyway, I'm glad I was able to get hold of Micor's. It's an entry level point and shoot Olympus digital camera with some features she didn't even bother using. I was totally amazed how her Macro shots turned out.

I was actually hoping to create image thumbnails in GridView (or whatever you call it). But since I don't have any idea how to do it, this is how things turned out.

Couldn't even show larger version of the image when you click them. *sad* =( (I really need tutorials..)

My 25th!

2008-08-12T18:24:00.002+08:00

Today, I am a quarter of a century and a day old. It’s amazing to know I’m now 25! Wow… My mom had me at 25!=)

I’d like to thank the people who sent me text messages..those who left me Friendster and Facebook comments and messages…The people who called me and messaged me in my Yahoo! Messenger. You know who you are…THANK YOU VERY MUCH! It meant a lot to me. Of course I have to give credit to Butch (Jucile’s boyfriend) for being the first person to greet me at 12:01 AM of August 11^th. And to those who kind of forgot, you owe me a gift y’all!haha

For the past years, I would celebrate my birthday in my hometown together with my family. And since this year my birthday falls on a Monday (I have work), it would be my first time to have it in Cebu. And as much as I want to go out with friends to celebrate it, I didn’t have any money to spare. On the other hand, I also didn’t want it to end just like any ordinary day. So I decided to just cook some pasta at home after work. My two room mates (Meme and Micor) promised to take care of the fruit salad, cake and a half kilo of lechon. Paul, Melcha and Gem came to our house. If I only knew we’d have enough food, I would have invited my other closest friends. Gem also gave me another layer of cake, by the way.

Maybe in the days to come I would make a list of things I want to do before I reach 30. Hmmmm….

Another year, another blessing. Thank you dear Lord!

My Not So Sassy Girl

2008-08-12T18:20:00.003+08:00

Last Sunday after church, Achie and I went to see My Sassy Girl. I couldn’t say I’m the biggest fan of the Korean version (or should I say the original) but it sure did make me cry and fall in love. (cheesy mode)

I was expecting much from the movie after the success of the Korean version. But I have to say, it was a disappointment. It was mediocre. I don’t know but it tried so hard (especially the actors) to measure up with the original especially on its humor. And the setting to be NYC? Please!

I don’t recommend the movie. But if you are curious on how it compares to the original, don’t watch it on cinema. Download it.

Happy Slip

2008-08-06T03:05:00.006+08:00

Okay, this is a really quick post. It says 3:13 AM in my phone.
(Gosh! The last time I stayed up this late was during our Prison Break marathon. And that was like some months ago.)

Okay, I'll get into the bottom of this...
My friend introduced me Happy Slip today (well, technically yesterday because it's now past 3AM, whatevs..)

Why did I just know about her?! I'm probably the last person on earth to not see her vids in Youtube!

She cracks me up big time!

Weeeee...Am now a fan! I swear.

If you're from Mars and you don't know what am talking about, click here.

My eyes now hurt so..goodnight/ goodmorning! Be sure to wear your happyslip!=D

It's a Boy....NOT!

2008-07-23T17:57:00.003+08:00

Finally, I’m back in the office -- back in the real world! I did not know my one week sick leave could serve as my holiday. Well, I did get a time off from work. (wide grin) It’s surprising though that today feels like a typical Monday (when it’s actually a Wednesday). You know that going-back-to-work-after-a-weekend kind of feeling. Maybe if I had more than the prescribed anesthesia last week, I wouldn’t even remember that exactly a week ago, I was on a boat to San Carlos City, anxiously thinking about my so-called operation.

The Second Appointment

A week before I left for San Carlos City (the day I had my first gyn visit), I was advised by my doctor to have my polyps removed as soon as possible. Polyps, by the way are otherwise known as tumors but I’d rather use the word “polyps” because tumors sound terminal or whatever. Anyway, the procedure would cost about P20,000 to P35,000 depending on the hospital that I’ll be admitted in. We are a little short of budget right now that we had to consider other options. I totally understand that my family doesn’t want to compromise my health. It’s just that if we could find someplace else where the procedure isn’t as expensive as Cebu’s rate then it would be better. So, it’s San Carlos Doctors Hospital. The doctor who will do the procedure is the same doctor who removed my aunt’s fibroids like a year ago.

After about four hours of travel, I arrived in San Carlos City 12:30PM that Wednesday. (Wow! I was like wearing the exact shirt I’m wearing today!) I directly went to my aunt’s house where my father was waiting for me. I had lunch there. More like my last lunch before I’d be lying on the operating table!haha I don’t know but my family was kind of excited to go to the doctor that we were an hour early for my appointment. With me were my aunt, cousin and my stage father. (My mom had to stay home. My father didn’t even give her updates until I got out of the operating room. More on that later. ) Outside the doctor’s office, I was like talking and laughing the whole waiting time but my pits wouldn’t lie! They were like sweating like never before!haha The doctor came in about 15 minutes past three in the afternoon. I was first in line. She did not do a pelvic exam on me anymore.(Thank goodness!) Instead, I just showed her my ultrasound result and she just scheduled the procedure. Our conversation was like:

Doctor: So, unsa man? When do you want them removed?
Me: Anytime, doc.
Doctor: When was the last time you had food or water?
Me: About 12:30PM but I finished lunch past 1:00.
Doctor: Ok, no more food intake for you. We’ll do it 7:00 tonight.

Inside I was like, “Whaaattt??!!!” Okay, that was it. The doctor’s secretary did blood typing and hepatitis test on me. It hurt! Yaayyy! After 24 years on earth I finally learned my blood type! I’m an A+!

The Emergency Room

After my check up we went to the ER to be admitted, whatever. I hate emergency rooms! You could expect someone bathed in blood would be rushed there anytime! Eewww.. I was just lucky to be the only patient there at that time though. Whew! I changed into my watchamacallit gown then the nurse checked my vital signs...etc, etc, etc.. They asked me to remove my nail polish! (Nooo!!! Not my newly painted pussy red nail paint! Aarrgghh…) Anyway, I was talking non stop to my cousin, Krisna when another hospital staff came to me. She took blood samples for my complete blood count (CBC). Is that even necessary? I don’t like needles! It truly was a day of my ‘many firsts’!. After the ER experience, I had my first wheelchair ride. Hahaha Mr. wheelchair guy took me to my room. We had cable TV. Woohoo! I was glad my father loved me that much that he didn’t put me in the ward station. (sigh)

The Operating Room

I swear it was my first time to be lying on a hospital bed in a hospital gown and all the works.hehe I had my first ever IV therapy (intravenous therapy which people usually call ‘dextrose’) my whole life. Did it hurt? Of course it hurt! I could bitch slap the nurse!hahaha joke! Maybe some minutes before 7:00PM, the nurses came back for my ‘pre-anesthesia’ shots, whatever. Okay, they said it was for sedation. One was through IV and the other was IM (intramuscular slash injection). It was the most painful injection ever! If tattoos would hurt that much then I think I wouldn’t get one in the future!hehehe My arm was swollen for days!

After the shots, Mr. wheelchair guy took me to the OR – probably the scariest place to be in! The nurses made me lie down the operating table while waiting for my doctor and anesthesiologist and while they were preparing their stuff. The room was so quiet. Well, it wasn’t really that quiet because the nurses were talking but it would really help if they had radio in the operating room! They placed a medical cap on my head, some clip-like thingy on my left index finger, and a BP apparatus on my left arm. I talked to everyone in the room, maybe to ease the tension. One of my nurses, by the way, was gay. I love gay people.=) I wasn’t knocked out yet when the doctor and anesthesiologist came in. The latter asked me questions like if I had allergies and stuff. I told him I had asthma. The last words that came out my mouth were: “Doc, pila ka minutes before mutalab ang anesthesia?” I slept during the whole procedure. I was under general anesthesia. They did D&C (Dilation and Curettage) and Polypectomy on me.

The Recovery

I believe I was in the recovery room that time already when I heard people’s voices. I was kind of scared at first because I thought the procedure isn’t over yet and that I was already awake!hehe They brought me to my room and the attendants transferred me to my bed. I was fully awake about 9:00 or 9:30 PM. (What time is Pinoy Dream Academy aired again? My cousin was watching PDA that time.) I don’t know but I think my oxygen made me sick. I asked people inside the room to remove the apparatus. My father told me I was super pale and my blood pressure went down like 90/60! Or maybe I was just hungry because after I had some food, I felt okay. Hey, there was no pain, no discomfort down under. Thank God! And by the way, my dinner was Caldereta. My tita brought me some food from a party. Right before my procedure I kept telling everyone that I’m craving for Caldereta and Pato Estofado!hahaha Wish granted. They just didn’t have duck.

I don’t know if it was my medicine or the dextrose which made me want to pee like every 30 minutes to an hour. My nurse was so shocked to find out that I was in the bathroom when she came in my room to check my vital signs. She told everyone that I’m not supposed to stand up yet and instead I’m only to try to turn side by side!hahahha I didn’t want to use a bed pan! No way! I had like four to five trips to the bathroom the whole night.

I was discharged after lunch the next day. I came home to Canlaon with my dad. It was my long awaited vacation ever. Hehehe It’s just sad I missed my Trekkers class and The Dark Knight’s opening day.

I am to have my follow-up check up this Saturday. I will also know the biopsy results that time. I’m all well now. For those who prayed for my so-called operation, thank you very much. I’m back on track.

Health Stuff

2008-07-10T17:19:00.004+08:00

It must have been the numerous trips to my pedia which made me want to be a doctor while growing up. I still have a vivid picture of my doctor’s clinic – there were toys all around, so much eye candy! What do you expect; I was a kid!haha But when I realized you’d be dissecting cadavers in med school, I totally dropped the idea of wanting to be a doctor or anything in the medical field. The thought of blood, scalpels, syringes and even just the smell of the hospital just freak me out! Oh well, I have to give credit to myself for being a healthy kid that after my asthma, I would only visit the doctor for vaccine shots. I have not tried being admitted in a hospital so much more being ‘dextrose-d’. Now you can just imagine my horror yesterday when finally I decided to pay my friend’s gynecologist a visit for the first time!

It wasn’t any regular check up actually. I experienced some abnormalities down under for months now and when I heard four of my friends have been diagnosed to have an ovarian cyst, I fretted. My plan was to schedule the check up Monday. Then it became Tuesday and then finally Wednesday. No one could go with me so I made a solo trip. Some courage I got there huh…going to the doctor alone.=) It was very much a nerve-wracking experience, I tell you. From the moment I entered the doctor’s clinic up to lying on the examining table and finally when getting the results. Sadly, the doctor saw something during my pelvic exam. You bet there was some dropping of pants scene! She advised me to have a transvaginal ultrasound to check the rest of my reproductive organs. By the sound of it, you probably get a picture on how the test will be done. That was like past 11AM. And since another gyn (and in another building too) will do the procedure at 1PM, I went to Ayala for lunch. I was kind of like in a complete shock when I got out of my gyn’s clinic. I don’t know if I should cry and breakdown that moment. And since I have no one to comfort me, I texted my closest girlfriends about the news. I went to Max’s to have a nice meal to somehow compensate how I felt. I am very much thankful to my girlfriend’s boyfriend, Leo, for leaving work in the afternoon to accompany me the rest of the day. I met him at Max's. He brought me goodies from Davao. (Thanks, Ben!) So there, I had my ultrasound after lunch. (Be posting the results after I scan them.) I brought the results to my doctor for final advice/ opinion. (Drum rolls, please) I have a cervical polyp, an endometrial polyp and an intramural myoma. There is no known cause on how I got them. They just grew inside of me and that they have to be removed as soon as possible except for the myoma. My myoma is inside the uterine wall and it will be hard to remove. It won’t have any impact on my reproductive function as long as it won’t grow bigger.

Leo and I had pizza afterwards. I was calm after the diagnosis actually. At least I still get to laugh about the whole experience. I already told my Dad. My Mom? Maybe next time. She has hypertension.=( Haaaayyy...Wish it were a nightmare. Hello surgical table, hello general anesthesia, hello dextrose, hello recovery room!!!

P.S.
If you experience something unusual down under and you feel there are abnormalities (bleeding, heavy period, pain, whatever), go to your gyn. Take it from me.
Were the examinations painful? No. There was a bit of discomfort but they weren't painful. Or maybe it comes with the choosing of a good gyn.=)

His Answer...Achie's Pre-Birthday Celeb....The Sunday Gathering

2008-06-16T18:57:00.004+08:00

So many things have happened to me this past week but I never had the time to write everything down. It’s during these times when I wish I own a laptop which I could carry around just so I could blog anytime, anywhere. It’s really different if you write things down while you are at the peak of your emotions and cerebral juices are overflowing.

Some months ago before I started blogging, there would be times when I’m already in bed and thoughts would run thru my head like crazy that I have to grab a paper and pen to jot them down. Sometimes, I save them in my phone but most often than not, those pages of raves would only remain thought bubbles---unexpressed.

Now that my notebook, literally my freedom wall, is upgraded to a blog, I still experience the same sentiments as before. I thought it would be different because I have unlimited internet access in the office and I could post as many blogs as I can the whole day. But then the irony of life strikes --- my important life ‘happenings’ would take place either when I am about to leave the office or worse, during the weekend (that I have to wait ‘til Monday to write about it.) These make me want to go obsolete again and just grab a piece of paper just like the old days!

Since I find it ‘sayang’ if I don’t get to share the happenings the past week, I will try to recall as many details as possible and put everything to writing.

HIS Answer
Part Two of God’s Little Miracles
Thursday, June 12, 2008

Perhaps people who don’t know the other side of me would find it odd to read something I wrote with a religious undertone. I could choose to stay discreet but my faith, no matter how frail it may seem sometimes, has done so many great things in my life and I want to share it with everyone.

Two posts ago, I wrote about how financially challenged I was. Well, I still am but things have been a little lighter these days.

It was a Thursday. Our bookkeeper told me to do the fund transfer for our June 15^th payroll that day so if in case our bank’s online banking is down, we could prepare a credit memo and I could go to the bank the next day. I checked my email and found all our payroll calculations. I computed my pay- house rent and other bills, groceries, food allowance, fare, cell phone load, etc., etc. It wasn’t enough no matter how much I cut down my expenses. (FYI: I don’t go out.)

The phone rang. On the other line was our bookkeeper again. She told me to put the fund transfer on hold because there were supposed changes in our payroll that she missed to include. “Nakalimut ko. Naa man ta mo increase ni Tangoan.” she added. Translated: I forgot. You and Tangoan were supposed to have an increase.

WOW! Just three days after that post. Three days and my prayers were answered! I tried to forget about what she said because it might get jinxed! Haha

I left the office around 7:00 PM. Just after I went out our door, my superior called me to tell me that my increase was approved by our big boss in Hawaii. Double wow! Talk about God’s timing huh. It’s just amazing how He does things. My superior told me weeks before about a possible increase come July. Why approved in advance? I don’t know. Ask God. I know He has something to do with it.

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Achie’s Pre-Birthday Celeb
Saturday, June 14, 2008

Ate Carey is celebrating her birthday on the 21^st of June. Original plan was to have dinner at Spice Fusion in BTC then go to Formo afterwards. It is supposed to be our glam night since we seldom, really seldom go out. But then her husband left for Japan and will be back by July 2 already. So instead of a big party, she decided to have a simple advance celebration-- a dinner with her closest friends, then she’ll just go home to Dumaguete on the day of her birthday.

So it’s Pier One in IT Park Saturday. Problem is, Achie called me about her new plan a day before. I was like in a semi panic attack because I had no idea what to wear! It will be a simple celebration alright but we all know how women could be camwhores these days. With my very limited wardrobe and my doubling weight, I did fret.

I settled for a floral knee length skirt and a black shirt. Not a good choice but I didn’t want to show some skin; I’m growing an ogre these days. Read FAT. And besides, I really thought we might just have coffee afterwards! Holy Connolly Batman! I looked like Gloria Labandera in the making when everyone else was ready to party! I was so uncomfortable the whole time.

Anyhow, it was a good night. I had fun. I’m also happy that Achie loved our gift.hehe Food in Pier One, by the way, is all right and price is affordable. Much, much cheaper than Gerry’s Grill. I loved their Chopsuey and Crispy Pata. But since they just opened about a week ago, the place is jam-packed, while their service needed improvement. Right after dinner, Achie’s friend Ren and Eva had to go home early. Since, it was still early to call it a night, Micor, Achie and I went to Coffee Bean to talk about Micor’s wedding. (Achie btw, is planning and coordinating Micor’s wedding.) Then another friend of Achie’s, Princess, followed.

Last stop was Formo. I loved the place especially the music and the thought that the place was not crowded with teens that couldn’t wait to grow up. I just had a bottle of vodka and that was it. I somehow survived my manang get-up! Haaayyy…

Thanks for the night Achie. I had fun! Next time we go out, I will be glammed up na for sure!

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The Sunday Gathering
Sunday, June 15, 2008

Not having enough sleep the night before, I had to have coffee before going to the Sunday service the next day. I know my Narcolepsy could strike any time, any place and I just hate it when it happens when I’m in church. As I was sipping my coffee, I heard my neighbor’s stereo playing Nat King Cole songs, songs that my father would sing to us when we were kids! Then I remember it is Father’s Day and I promised myself to text my Dad early in the morning. He gets ultra sensitive when it comes to stuffs like these. Little did I know, we were to pay tribute to father’s in our Sunday gathering. Too bad he wasn’t there with me. But it’s all okay; I don’t want to get all melodramatic with him.

I have the best dad in the world. He is close to perfect and he is the only father I want to have in case there is a next life. I was really overwhelmed by the service. There was this song that was sang to fathers and it best fits my Dad. I’ll download the song soon. Here’s the lyrics.

You're My Hero
by Teresa James

I would ride on your shoulders
And look out on the world
Pretending I was big and tall like you
When you were there to hold me
I never was afraid
You made me feel there's nothing I can't do

If I'd spread my wings to fly
When I was very small
I knew that you'd be standing by
To catch me if I fall

You're my hero
Chasing the monsters from my room
Going on trips around the moon
The one who's always been there faithfully
You're my hero
And 'cause you're my Dad...
I'm twice as blessed and lucky to be me

As I kept on growing
We often disagreed
But you let me find myself in my own way
And it's funny, how just lately
I've come to recognize
How wise you are becoming every day
There's so much you've given me
I hope I've made you proud
You're everything a Dad should be
And it's time to tell you now

You're my hero
You didn't have to say a word
Your love was the message that I heard
Inspiring me to be all I can be
You're my hero
And 'cause you're my Dad...
I'm twice as blessed and lucky to be me

I know I am very blessed to have Papa Remo though he tends to be a stage father at times. But I like it that way.hehe

To those who have a not so good relationship with their dads, here’s something I got from the tarp outside Touchpoint just before the gathering.

“We may not all have perfect fathers…And in some may have left wounds that are difficult to heal. But you can always choose to forgive. Forgiveness does not change the past..But it does enlarge the future.”

Lastly, I’d like to share this story of a father and son who really touched my soul. I learned about this from last year’s Father’s Day tribute, still at Touchpoint’s Sunday gathering.

Happy belated Father's day to all Dads! and Happy Birthday Achie!

Nang Dahil kay Juan

2008-06-12T12:09:00.006+08:00

As I have said in my old Multiply post, I have been following Brian Gorrell's blog since day four. Now that the blog has evolved (He changed his blog description to: Recovering my STOLEN 70,000 dollars from Delfin Justiniano Ocampo Montano II, Philippines News, Manila's 'HIGH' High Society, World Politics, HIV/AIDS Awareness, Homophobia, Gucci Gang(CL) and the rest.), I still am an avid reader.

Some days ago, a colleague of mine forwarded me a letter from Juan dela Cruz. Here is its content:

When I was small, the Philippine peso was P2.00 to the US dollar. The president was Diosdado Macapagal. Life was simple. Life was easy.

My father was a farmer. My mother kept a small sari-sari store where our neighbors bought sang-perang asin, sang-perang bagoong, sang-perang suka, sang-perang toyo at pahinging isang butil na bawang.

Our backyard had kamatis, kalabasa, talong, ampalaya, upo, batao, and okra.

Our silong had chicken. We had a pig, dog & cat. And of course, we lived on the farm.

During rainy season, my father caught frogs at night which my mother made into betute (stuffed frog), or just plain fried. During the day, he caught hito and dalag from his rice paddies, which he would usually inihaw.

During dry season, we relied on the chickens, vegetables, bangus, tuyo, and tinapa. Every now and then, there was pork and beef from the town market.

Life was so peaceful , so quiet, no electricity, no TV. Just the radio for Tia Dely, Roman Rapido, Jonny de leon Tawag ng Tanghalan and Tang-tarang-tang. And who can forget Leila Benitez on Darigold Jamboree?

On weekends, I played with my neighbours (who were all my cousins). Tumbang-preso, taguan, piko, luksong lubid, patintero, at iba pa. I don't know about you, but I miss those days.

These days, we face the TV, Internet, e-mail, newspaper, magazine,grocery catalog, or drive around. The peso is a staggering and incredible P44.00 to the US dollar.

Most people can't have fun anymore. Life has become a battle.

We live to work. Work to live.

Life is not easy. It was in Saudi Arabia in 1983. It was lonely, difficult, & scary. It didn't matter if you were a man or a woman. You were a target for rape. The salary was cheap & the vacation far between. If the boss didn't want you to go on holiday, you can't.

They had your passport. Oh, and the agency charged you almost 4months of your salary (which, if you had to borrow on a "20% per month arrangement" meant your first year's pay was all gone before you even earned it).

The Philippines used to be one of the most important countries in Asia.

Before & during my college days, many students from neighboring Asian countries like Malaysia , Indonesia , Japan and China went to the Philippines to get their diplomas. Like Thailand , they went to study agriculture in UP Los Banos and earned their bachelors in the Phils and now we import rice from them. Its opposite now.

Philippines used to be the exporter of any agriculture products but now its different. We import because not much land (farms) they can cultivate due to private sectors who focused on developing houses, buildings, supermarkets, mall and others.

What happened now?

Whats the government doing?

Checking their own pocket, their own personal interest and pork barrels.

Wow!

Until 1972,like President Macapagal, President Marcos? was one of the most admired presidents of the world.

The Peso had kept its value of P7.00 to the US dollar until I finished college . Today, the Philippines is famous as the "housemaid" capital of the world.

It ranks very high as the "cheapest labor" capital of the world, too. We have maids in Hong Kong, laborers in Saudi Arabia, dancers in Japan , migrants and TNTs in Australia and the US , and all sorts of other "tricky" jobs in other parts of the globe.

Quo Vadis, Pinoy? Is that a wonder or a worry? Are you proud to be a Filipino, or does it even matter anymore?

When you see the Filipino flag and hear the Pambansang Awit, do you feel a sense of pride or a sense of defeat & uncertainty?

If only things could change for the better...... . Hang on for this is a job for Superman. Or whom do you call?Ghostbusters. Joke. Right?

This is one of our problems.

We say "I love the Philippines .. I am proud to be a Filipino."

When I send you a joke, you send it to everyone in your address book even if it kills the Internet.

But when I send you a note on how to save our country & ask you to forward it, what do you do?

You chuck it in the bin.

I want to help the maids in Hong Kong ...

I want to help the laborers in Saudi Arabia ...

I want to help the dancers in Japan ...

I want to help the TNTs in America and Australia ...

I want to save the people of the Philippines ..

But I cannot do it alone. I need your help and everyone else's.

So, please forward this e-mail to your friends.

If you say you love the Philippines , prove it. And if you don't agree with me, say something anyway.

Indifference is a crime on its own .

Juan dela Cruz

I think it's beautiful, a good read actually. I grew up in the boondocks and although I am already a child of the 80's, I could still relate to some parts of Juan's letter. I have to be honest though, I do not get how forwarding this letter to everyone could change the nation. Oh well, I forwarded it to Brian anyway.

This morning when I checked my email, I received a reply from Mr. Gorrell:

Re: Juan dela Cruz

Wednesday, June 11, 2008 5:53 PM

From:"brian gorrell"

To:sassy_koren@yahoo.com

Hi dear.

Wow, thank you so much for the great link. I will put it on the blog.
I would like to include a picture. Any suggestions?

B

Wow! He received over 100,000 emails so far and he has opened about 4,000 of them. I am lucky to be one of those 4,000. Such a fangirl!hahah

So, he posted a Juan dela Cruz entry yesterday (which I only got to read today) and here's an excerpt:

Dear Readers,

Thank you gracious peeps, for the wonderful e mails and comments.

Thank you for drowning out the ignorance and depravity found elsewhere.

I'm humbled by the kindness and understanding.

Lets all keep it up!

Thank you as well, to the reader who has introduced me to Juan de la Cruz.
I find this entire subject and concept fascinating, and I found Juan's accompanying letter to be an excellent one. One of many that could be written.

To view the entire post, click here.

'Yun lang pow. I just want to share it to everyone. Enjoy the rest of the day!=)

God's Little Miracles

2008-06-02T18:11:00.005+08:00

Since I started this blog, more often than not, I would write about movies, boys, shopping, looking good, and sometimes about my being impulsive and irresponsible. I know I had not written a handful but if you go back to all my entries, you would know how shallow I could get or how my little joys could revolve around anything material and superficial.

Today, I woke up in high spirits. I don’t know why but my heart is just filled with bliss, I could cry. I knew I had to write about it.

These past few weeks have been difficult for me. I am financially challenged right now and as much as I don’t want to dwell on it, I could not deny the fact that I NEED MONEY.

About two weeks ago I received a bad news from a close friend. He needed a big amount of money for something very important. It was not a life and death situation though but maybe, or maybe not, a little something to that scale. I have known this person for almost eight solid years now and although I don’t have much, I knew that I had to help him. I lend him a small amount of money which was like 1/15 of the amount that he needed. It was not big but it meant my meal and transportation allowance for more than a week that I had to barrow from the office money (which is a big no-no but I paid it already). I may be broke, I may not earn much but right that moment I felt that it was the right thing to do. Fast forward to two weeks later, he would not return our calls and text messages (He also owes the same amount to my other friend, Micor). Well, you do the rationalization but it caused me to withdraw the maintaining balance from my ATM. Then another dilemma came-- our housemates are moving out of the house by end of June. And since they we’re the original occupants of our apartment, they shouldered the advance rent and security deposits way back. For the last two months of their stay, they decided to just use that security deposit. Meaning, by the time they move out, we will be paying the apartment owner the advance rent and security deposits just like when you first move in an apartment. Before 30^th of June, my other housemates and I each need to come up with an amount which is more than what I earn every half of the month. Micor and I had to sell some of our stuffs to raise money.

It’s crazy! Totally draining! But guess what I have been doing lately. Just this payday, I bought a new bag from Schu. It was on sale and my most trusted bag is almost giving up. (Oh well, I could give you all the justifications in the world!) Also, you might have noticed I have been going to the movies a lot lately. Then, almost every day, I would take a cab when I could ride a jeepney to the office. I am certain that God really is testing my will power everyday and often times, I fail. I feel guilty on how I would find myself in this constant struggle whether I’d eat out or not or whether I would buy those two pairs of CMG shoes for Php999 (yes! 2pairs for P999) or not. It’s ridiculous! See how shallow I am? I want to punish myself for that! It’s really embarrassing. There are much, much greater things to think about on earth than a pair of wooden platform sandals to go with my bag or a new pair of dark skinnies to match a top I have not worn! I feel so guilty I could spend a thousand for a bag but I don’t give to church anymore. It feels really bad.

I suppose the whole thing have bottled up that last Saturday I was drowning in guilt; I could not sleep. There were a lot of things that kept running in my head. The next day is church day and I don’t know but it dawned on me that I should give some amount to church. Okay, not just any amount… Say, one tenth of what I earn. (I should not be writing this but I want to share my story.) I would not say that I knew what I was doing. I doubted it. God knows how much I only have by now. But that’s what my other self was telling me to do. And I did. I gave a portion of my earnings to church yesterday. I felt great but at the same time anxious that my resources left would not be enough. But I’m letting God do His miracle. I’m not even counting how much I have in my pocket now.

Today, I woke up full of enthusiasm. If most of my mornings I wake up late and rush to the bathroom to shower, today was different. I was able to say a little prayer when I got up. And I did not take a cab to the office. Cabs usually cost me P50.00 from our apartment to the office. I could save as much as P37.00 if I only take two jeepney rides. But would you believe today I was able to save P40.00? Two generous jeepney drivers gave me P5.00 each for my change instead of P3.50. Call it coincidence but hey, how often do these things happen to you? I paid P10.00 to each jeepney that I took. There were other passengers. The driver could always ask if they have loose change or if I have P1.50. I believe those were only two little miracles on top of God’s GREAT miracles today. It’s like His way of telling me that I should not worry because He is there, that things will be alright no matter how broke I am, and that I should not doubt His words.

The day is dawning and with God’s grace, my Monday has been beautiful so far. Thank you Jesus!

Philippians 4:6
“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.”

Malachi 3:10
“Bring the whole tithe into the storehouse, so that there may be food in My house, and test Me now in this,” says the Lord of hosts, “if I will not open for you the windows of heaven and pour out for you a blessing until it overflows.

More beautiful scriptures here.

Got CARRIEd Away

2008-05-29T17:15:00.007+08:00

So, I watched Sex and the City yesterday. It's still so surreal. The long awaited movie is finally out.

It's my second time this year to go to the movies alone, by choice. I could have waited 'til Saturday to watch SATC but I couldn't do it. I had to watch it yesterday or I'll die waiting for Saturday to come (which is tomorrow, btw). *grins*

As much as my heart is so full of wonderful things to share about the film, I just can't. I feel like I might not do it justice. Well, maybe a few words -- it's absoposilutely amazing!!! I laughed, I cried, I fell in love...and am watching it again on Sunday ....and again when DJ comes to Cebu!

Haven't seen the movie yet? What in the world are you waiting for? You wouldn't want to miss one half of your life, would you? Then how about refreshing your SATC memories... Click here.

Sex and the City, Here I Come!

2008-05-28T17:30:00.006+08:00

It's a Wednesday. Meaning, it's change picture day!=D Guess what's out in the cinemas..... Sex and the City! Super happy, happy, joy, joy!

I've never tried watching any film on it's first day. I'm sure it would be a long queue! But I couldn't help it...I need to watch it TODAY! Am like the biggest fan of the girls ever! So, I pretended I'm not broke and dropped by Ayala this lunchtime to check the schedule and the ticket availability (their online reservation is not working). Weeeee...I now have my ticket! Php130 for sure seats, middle part, 3rd row, balcony. I'm going to the movies again...alone! Can't wait! Can't wait! 5 more minutes and am off to Ayala!

(Geez, am being impulsive again! Aarrrggghhh!!!

I Got Hit by the Jericho!

2008-05-24T19:06:00.012+08:00

It's been awhile since I last went out of the theater REALLY stoked. *grins*

First off, thanks Paul for helping me decide on which movie to watch. You don't need to read this post because I'll be like repeating everything I just said to you.

So I watched Iron Man. The movie started 3:40 in the afternoon. I brought no food so I could concentrate on the movie. It was a free seating. I got there early so I had the chance to choose the best seat -- third row, middle seats of the balcony. Luckily, the woman in front of me was short so I got a full view of the screen. It was so funny, I actually found myself seated in between two couples. And guess what, the ones in front and behind me were also love birds! But I was there with me and myself and it was all good!

Here's the whole synopsis courtesy of Yahoo! Movies:

Tony Stark is a billionaire industrialist and genius inventor who is kidnapped and forced to build a devastating weapon. Instead, using his intelligence and ingenuity, Tony builds a high-tech suit of armor and escapes captivity. When he uncovers a nefarious plot with global implications, he dons his powerful armor and vows to protect the world as Iron Man.

Prior to watching the film, I absolutely had no idea about Iron Man. I knew zero about the character and the story itself so I had zero expectations too. I have to say Jon Favreau did a great job! I'm all praises, actually! I think Transformers can now step down the throne. (I still love Transformers but it's now second to Iron Man.) I was really wowed! Loved it! I could watch it over and over again! No tacky parts, musical score was great, best of all, they chose the perfect cast --Robert Downey Jr., Terrence Howard, Gwyneth Paltrow and Jeff Bridges. I have to admit though that at first, I actually thought why in the world would they get Robert to play the role?! A superhero? Based on his past films that I happen to see, he has the tendency of being gay-ish! But I was totally wrong! He did pull it off! (I love you Robert Downey Jr.! I'm sorry Shia, I met Bob first.) Terrence Howard who played the role of Rhodey also did great plus he's just so sexy!hahaha

Just one thing though, the whole 2 hours, 6 min. film felt like a pilot episode of a series. I wanted more! I couldn't wait for the sequel. And thanks again Paul for telling me to stay a bit longer after they finish rolling the credits. They were never wrong for choosing Samuel L. Jackson for whatever his role would be for the sequel.

I am now officially an Iron Man fan!

Indy Vs. Iron Man

2008-05-24T13:09:00.000+08:00

I used to have this ‘Koren Day’ maybe about a year ago where I would spend the day out alone. It’s usually on Sundays after church. I would eat out, catch a movie, and shop (or should I say window shop) alone. I so miss that. Well it’s mostly the catch-a-movie part that I totally miss. I think the last film I watched alone was…Oh my gosh! I couldn’t even remember! I think it was In the Land of Women, I’m not sure. Anyway, on my way to the office yesterday, I saw this…movie guide??? (What do you call that again, the one near malls where they place the movies showing? Movie guide! haha) Anyhoo, Indiana Jones 4 is now showing!!! Okay, I’m not sure if I did like Indy when I was a kid but for sure I did watch one or two of the trilogies because my father is a big fan (and he gets to decide what everyone watches.hehe). Another film that I would want to see (but didn’t have the chance because I was always broke) was Iron Man and it’s STILL showing!!! I got so excited! I need to watch any of the two! There, it got me really baffled big time. I have missed so many great movies and I get disappointed if I only get to see them on pirated DVD’s because you won’t FEEL the movie. You miss details that you aren’t supposed to miss.

It was like a neck to neck competition between Indy and Iron Man last night that I had to text my film-critique-wannabee friend(hahaha), Paul to ask his opinion. According to him it was a no braider. It’s definitely the Marvel superhero. Marvel over Spielberg? Okay, let’s weigh things. Indy is by George Lucas and Steven Spielberg. Though I am not a Ford fan, I love Shia and Cate Blanchett. Iron Man, on the other hand, stars my other favorites Gwyneth Paltrow and Robert Downey Jr. I loved Bob since his Chances Are, Only You and Heart and Souls days. Uhm, wait a second. Robert Downey Jr.? Iron Man? I could only imagine him doing romantic comedy films! Okay, I haven’t really seen another Bob movie after his Heart and Souls and I could only remember him being arrested for substance abuse but I still love him and I gotta see his amazing new physique in Iron Man. I actually don’t know Iron Man and his story but I also just realized I don’t like movies that have too dusty setting (except for Hidalgo) so it’s a ‘Goodbye Indy, I’m giving Jon Favreau a chance.’ Let’s see. I’m off to the movies in awhile. Weeeeee…..=D

Play and Feed

2008-05-16T16:39:00.002+08:00

Thanks to a friend's post, I found a new interest- enhancing my word-hoard. I love it!

FreeRice is a vocabulary game site (just like those trivia-ish online sites); It's just that you play and feed hungry people at the same time. With every right answer you get, 20 grains of rice are donated to the UN World Food Program. Isn't that great?! You just don't enhance your vocabulary, you help end hunger. I have to warn you though, it's kind of addictive! Enjoy!=)

Warning: Scammer on the Loose

2008-05-15T18:04:00.004+08:00

Perhaps I got this email later than you guys did. I can't believe I fell for it.

Donation From Mrs Susan Morgan

Thursday, May 15, 2008 5:21 AM

From:"Susan Morgan"

To:sus_morgan17@k.ro

From Mrs Susan Morgan
N�[38 Rue Des Martyrs Cocody
Abidjan,Cote d'Ivoire

ATTN:DEAREST ONE OF GOD

I am the above named person from Kuwait. I am married to Mr.Abram Morgan,
who worked with Kuwait embassy in Ivory Coast for nine years before he died
in the year 2004. We were married for eleven years without a child. He died
after a brief illness that lasted for only four days.

Before his death we were both born again Christian. Since his death I
decided not to remarry or get a child outside my matrimonial home which the
Bible is against. When my late husband was alive he deposited the sum of
$2. 5 Million (Two Million Five Hundred U.S. Dollars) in the bank here in
Abidjan in suspense account.

Presently, the fund is still with the bank. Recently, my Doctor told me
that i have serious sickness which is cancer problem. The one that disturbs
me most is my stroke sickness. Having known my condition I decided to
donate this fund to a church or individual that will utilize this money the
way I am going to instruct herein. I want a church that will use this fund
for orphanages, widows, propagating the word of God and to endeavour that
the house of God is maintained.

The Bible made us to understand that blessed is the hand that giveth. I
took this decision because I don’t have any child that will inherit this
money and my husband relatives are not Christians and I don’t want my
husband’s efforts to be used by unbelievers. I don’t want a situation where
this money will be used in an ungodly way. This is why I am taking this
decision. I am not afraid of death hence i know where I am going. I know
that I am going to be in the bosom of the Lord. Exodus 14 VS 14 says that
the Lord will fight my case and I shall hold my peace.

I don’t need any telephone communication in this regard because of my
health hence the presence of my husband’s relatives is around me always I
don't want them to know about this development. With God all things are
possible. As soon as I receive your reply I shall give you the contact of
the bank here in Abidjan. I want you and the church to always pray for me
because the Lord is my shepherd. My happiness is that I lived a life of a
worthy Christian. Whoever that wants to serve the Lord must serve him in
spirit and Truth. Please always be prayerful all through your life.

Contact me on the above e-mail address for more information’s, any delay in
your reply will give me room in sourcing another church or individual for
this same purpose. Please assure me that you will act accordingly as I
Stated herein. Hoping to receive your
reply.
Remain blessed in the Lord.
Yours in Christ,
Mrs susan morgan

I had so much in mind after reading the email. First I thought of it as a scam but then the gullible side of me was just overpowering. Yes, I replied to the email introducing myself (hahaha). I was thinking Bread of Life - Dumaguete needed funds to build their center so I made mention of the church. Goodness gracious great balls of fire! At 25, I fell for an internet scam.

I received the above letter 5:21 AM today. I forgot what time I replied to the email but just this 3:23 PM, I received the scammer's second letter.

From Sister Susan Morgan/Photo Attached Below

Thursday, May 15, 2008 3:23 PM

From:"Susan Morgan"

To:"saSsykoren"

Message contains attachments

i and my late husband.jpg ()

Dearest In Christ,

Greetings to you in the mighty name of our Lord Jesus Christ, i am very
happy for your quick response to my mail, well i am not afriad of the death
because i knows where i am heading to, my only problem is to see the desire
of my late husband come to accomplishment now that i am alive, so dearly
one in Christ i want you to assure me that you will never let the trust i
have in you down, that you will use the fund accondingly to the will of the
Almighty God.

I know you are surprise in receiving this letter, but as a servant of the
living God, you should know that our ways is not his ways, my Bible tells
me that God works in many ways and all things works out for good to them
that believed in Christ Jesus, all i need from you is to assure me that you
will never betray the trust i am trying to entrust in your hand for the
work of God, you may asked me how i got across your email, the bilbe said
that who is me is greater than who of the world, the Holy Spirit that leads
me to you will never let us down only if you can beleive with faith.

Please, I want you to understand that this benevolence is in fulfilment of
the desire and decision of my late husband which I am persuaded to
actualize,this fund is desiginated for humanitarian and Charity services
with special emphasis, which must be disbursed with every appropriation,
accountability and prudence to the glory of God.

Meanwhile,i could have donate this money here in my country,but the reason
is that before the death of my late beloved husband he warned me not to let
his relatives know about this money because they are unbleilvers ( muslim)
and he don't want an atom of this money to be use in anything Islamic,and i
don't intend to disobey him even in death.

I will want you to send to me your full names and address to enable me
swear an affidavit on oath on your behalf that will officially and legally
approve you as the new beneficiary to this fund, so that even if i am no
more, your claim to the fund will not be in doubt. I will be sending you
the certificate of deposit of this fund immediately after the affidavit is
ready.

I will want you to kindly be fast on your arrangement on how the fund will
be transfered to you before the fall of the crises in Ivory Coast, since
the political affair has affected their economy. Infact, the saints have
been fasting and praying for peace for the country since the attacked of
the rebels.

Ensure you reply this letter and the needed information immediately for the
proccess of this transaction on your behalf. Most Important: I will like
this to be so confidential and sincerelity, also bear in mind that can not
call you on phone, all our comminucation will be via-email because of my
late husband relatives.

Thanks and may God bless us all.
Sister Susan
Morgan.

It didn't sound right. You can't give away your $2.5 Million to some random person on the net. It was just absurd. (The photo, by the way, couldn't be opened.) So, I googled Susan Morgan and Abram Morgan hoping I could find something. I found zero. I then searched the address mentioned above. Results flooded. Turns out that the scammer also goes by other aliases: Esther Khaled, Rebecca Williams, Anita Adams, Jennifer Bruce, Morine Silver, etc. There is no Kuwait Embassy in Ivory Coast also where the supposed late husband of the letter sender worked.

Naglilipana na ang masasamang luob sa mundo! How dare they use the name of God to scam other people. But truth is, this isn't new at all. I replied to the second email. Let's see what happens.

Guys, please be warned. Spread the news; tell others about this scam. God bless us all!

The Devil is Stepping on My Eyelids

2008-05-09T15:50:00.005+08:00

Is it clinically proven that humans need at least eight hours of sleep a day? I only get an average of six or so. What happens to me then? Does this cause Narcolepsy because I think I may be Narcoleptic.

According to Wikipedia, the main characteristic of narcolepsy is overwhelming excessive daytime sleepiness (EDS), even after adequate night time sleep. A person with narcolepsy is likely to become drowsy or to fall asleep, often at inappropriate times and places. Daytime naps may occur without warning and may be physically irresistible. These naps can occur several times a day.

Hmmm...I couldn’t recall how this started but it sure is not healthy. Let me remember the last time I had eight hours straight sleep. Err, grade school? Okay, I may stay up later than my friends do but what's sleeping at 12 midnight to 1:00 AM and waking up at 7:30 to 8:00AM. I just find it unfair when other people stay up all night long to party but still manage to get through the day as if they’ve had 48 hours of sleep. In my case, it has always been a major problem. Let me share with you some of my not-so-good experiences with my so-called ‘semi-narcolepsy’ disorder.

I don’t copy notes in high school. Sometimes if I do, I’ll just tear my notebook page by page because I wouldn’t understand my handwriting. (Just imagine how much I’d spend for photocopies every subject that I have.) If my professors announce to check our notebooks to serve as class project, I’d borrow from my classmates and copy notes for the whole grading/quarter of the school year (whatever) all at one night so I’ll have something to submit the next day. One time in my Religion class in freshman high, our teacher gave us a pop quiz. We were to dissect the message of the song “Ironic” by Alanis Moresette through S-E-E process. I hurriedly scanned my notebook before the test started. I remember seeing the first few lines of my not-so-complete notes – “S of the S-E-E process stands for sharing of food and so on…” I had a hard time looking for that part of the song which had a thought on sharing of food! So I wrote down “It’s like 10,000 spoons and all you need is a knife...” Sounds like talking about food right?LOL. After the test, I asked my classmates how they answered that part, only to know that it wasn’t sharing of food but sharing of feelings. Tsk tsk tsk

During my high school graduation, I missed the message of the speaker because I slept almost the whole time while she was giving her speech. And take note - that was on the stage of the Luce auditorium. (Highschool batchmates, if you have a copy of her message please let me know.)

Come college, Ms. Redillas (Pol. Sci. 11) asked me to step out of her class if I wanted to sleep. I looked around because I did not know it was me that she was referring to.

Mrs. Barrera of my Chemistry (lecture) class, no question, was really strict. I could have died of heart attack in her class, I swear! I didn’t have friends in her class because all my other batchmates enrolled in a different section. No friends = no one to borrow notes from/ no one to help me if I didn't understand the lesson/ no one to pinch me every time I fall asleep. So, I did whatever I could to keep up with the lessons. I had complete notes; I completed the semester with a good Chem. grade. Thanks to Nescafe 3-in-1. It was part of my lunch just so I wouldn’t sleep through Mrs. Barrera’s 1:00PM Chemistry class! Btw, I didn't know there's such thing as cold coffee that time. eek!

The list could go on forever- I slept in church, in the cinemas, in the school cafeteria, even in our review classes for the board exam! But now that I'm working, I actually thought that my 'semi-narcolepsy' disorder went away or so I thought. This week (after some time of being narcolepsy-free) my please-give-me-a-bitch-slap-coz-I'm-sleepy disease came back knocking on my door. The devil is again stepping on my eyelids! Grrrr...I can't sleep at work! And I am so not drinking coffee. Am not a fan.

If anyone of you knows any remedy for this aside from getting an 8-hour sleep, it would be very much appreciated. And no, thank you very much but there is no way I'm going to the doctor!

Happy Birthday Boyfriend!

2008-05-09T14:10:00.003+08:00

It’s JA’s 28^th! Happy Birthday Jude Anthony! Sorry I can’t be there to celebrate your birthday with you. But am seeing you…tomorrow!=) Can’t wait! I love you mucho! muaahhhh!!!!!=*

Miss Aye was in Town

2008-05-08T23:10:00.012+08:00

One of my most favorite persons in the world came to visit last May 6 after like five months. Happy, happy, joy, joy!!!

April Joyce dropped by Cebu for two days before going home to Dapitan for a vacation.

Day 1: May 6, 2008. Dinner. Movie date. Pizza.
I was a third-wheeler. We watched this cheesy Tagalog film then went to IT Park for some pizza afterwards.

Day 2: May 7, 2008. Leo's 26th. Dinner at Golden Cowrie. Karaoke. Club.

With April Joyce around, it's always fun, fun, fun! Walang Tulugan! Thanks girlfriend!

Dream Destinations

2008-05-07T11:35:00.014+08:00

I’m looking at a friend’s Travel Stories post and am so jealous of her. I'm envious of people who are given the opportunity to travel, be it around the country or abroad.

I love traveling that I could put it on top of my list of interests. It's just that it would sound preposterous cause I never really get to travel (well, except around Negros, Ilo-ilo and Cebu!haha). I'm stuck in the boondocks for almost 25 years of my life and the only time I got out was during a Manila field trip in college (I can totally relate to you Kat.). Of course, you also need to have the luxury to travel. I don't have that. Sometimes I wish I had Samantha Brown's job. Just imagine the perks when you host a travel show!

Here are my top 5 dream destinations (so far):

1. Venice, Italy

I want to have a picture of myself kissing (Wentworth Miller) under Ponte Dei Sospiri on a gondola on a sunset, period.

Bali, Indonesia

I actually don't know what to expect in Bali. Well, I know it has beautiful beaches but I also know the island has more to offer. The real reason why I got into this whole I-want-to-go-to-Bali idea was this Indonesian crush I had in high school. It was crazy because it made me embrace everything Indonesian! I promised myself that before I die, I will visit Bali.....and am keeping that promise.

3. Santorini Island, Greece

The moment I saw Santorini being featured in Discovery TLC, it was love at first sight. Amazing, amazing view. Greece itself has a lot of stories to tell. It would be a very interesting trip if ever.

4. New York, U.S.A.

First stop, Manhattan! I want to walk the streets Carrie Bradshaw walked in her Blahniks. Then there's NYC. I want to visit Parsons then dine at Serendipity III. Whew! I’m thinking of not just a visit to NY. I actually want to work there!LOL.

5. Paris, France

Predictable, it’s no surprise. Who wouldn’t want to go there?

Those are just five of my dream destinations. I change my mind every now and then though. Right now I'm thinking anywhere around Asia or Australia or Hawaii perhaps.=)

Talk About Impulsive Buying

2008-05-05T10:30:00.029+08:00

I’m a self-confessed closeted social-climber who loves fashion but couldn’t afford even the cheapest designer clothes that scoring a Marc Jacobs piece in the ukay-ukay is already a piece of heaven within grasp. Despite that, I don’t worship fashion. Give me a quiz pronto and I’d totally flunk it.

I only feed my fashion-hungry soul through television, those glossy pages and through window shopping. Yes, window shopping! It’s like the therapy of all therapies. When it comes to dressing up, I have the ukay-ukay and some affordable local shops to the rescue. Forgive me but I refuse going to local flea markets and department stores. I know they have the cheapest alternatives but flea markets and department stores are synonymous to mass production and imitations (told you I’m a social climber! Sounded as if I don’t wear polyester! haha).

One local retail shop that I truly love is Plains & Prints. I have an eye for intricate details and construction and P&P is just the answer to my couture-ish craving. I must admit, for a r-e-g-u-l-a-r girl like me, P&P is still a bit pricey but I go there every now and then for my so-called therapy.

Yesterday though, I was in a dilemma. I’ve been eyeing this P&P sundress since Saturday. It’s been months since I last shopped but there are really times when I get too impulsive. So there, I gave myself overnight to contemplate about it. After church yesterday, I went directly to P&P and fitted the dress for the last time. To my surprise, the sales attendant told me that it’s actually a top and not a dress! Oh my! I’ve been in the store for half an hour already trying on other stuffs before supposedly buying the dress. It was a total let-down. I just can’t leave the store after all my try-ons! No can do. It would be too dyahe for me... Then, my impulsive social-climbing arse stepped in. I looked for the most affordable top just so I wouldn’t leave the store empty-handed. Guess what I got myself: a navy blue matronly top that would pass for a Latin American/Mexican costume/ graduation toga. What has gotten into me?! I hope I can still pull this off. I'm kinda lovin' lola stuff nowadays!haha

So much for the social climbing 101. Adios!

Meet the Future Mrs. Miller

2008-04-28T16:54:00.009+08:00

Dear God,

You know how pathetic I could get sometimes.
I'm pretty sure though you already know what I have in mind even before I hit the new post button some minutes ago.

I just have this little wish, if you don't mind.
(It's four months before my birthday, I know.
But if I do this on my birthday, it might already be too late.)
It's only a wish anyway so I am not expecting it to come to reality.
But I also know what people say about wishes.
The 'be careful on what you wish for' thing...
So I'm thinking that it would be best if I ask it from you no matter how crazy I'd sound.

Okay I totally understand that with people having this same wish, I'm like on the millionth page (on queue) already but I'm being positive. (crossing fingers and toes)
"Have a little faith." says Michael Scofield.

I want to make it clear though.
This ain't no mockery, I swear.
I'm really dead serious about this.

I totally understand too that there are greater things on earth to worry about but will it hurt if I get this selfish sometimes?

Besides, I'm not on a rush.
My wish will due in 5 years so everything's cool for now, I guess.

Ummm...Here goes my wish...

If I reach 30 And still haven't settled down (and I'm not in a serious relationship), can I marry Wentwoth Miller? Can I?

It could still be possible right?

But if you say no, I wouldn't mind.
Really.
Afterall, you know what's best.

Who knows you might make it three and not five years.=)
Kidding.

But THANK YOU.
I know you are listening.

Love,
Koren

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For now I will have to forget about this so if my wish gets answered in 5 years (or maybe 3), it will come as a big surprise. Can you just imagine if that happens?! hahaha XD

Friends Forever?

2008-04-25T13:26:00.001+08:00

Today is quite a fine day.
Quite a fine day to feel dejected.
Such poignancy is so much distressing to my spirits.

It's been days actually.
I learned from my friends, rather closest friends, that they are leaving the country for good. They are flying to Singapore to find a job anytime this year.
Target date is June.

Am I happy for them?
Of course I am!
See my grin?

It's about time.
We will be 25 this year!
We're getting old.
Need to have serious careers.
It's getting late.
And hellloooo!!!! It's only Singapore dear.
A 3.5-hour away...
Everybody's flying to Singapore. It's not like they are migrating to Mars or something!
Besides, it wouldn't make a difference anyway.
We've taken different paths after the board exam some years ago and W e A r e O k a y.
We've been okay.

(Last Christmas party together, with Jedan and Donald Green M.I.A., Dec. '04)

I mean, we may see each other more seldom than seldom, like once-in-a-blue-moon seldom... Never get to have a real get-together ever-
Real get-together as in all of us 16 are present,
Real get together like having a Christmas costume party at Badong's place,
Real get-together like going on a vacation (yeah, vacation that never pushed through!)...
But despite that, we are good, as in good good.
We chat online every now and then, we exchange text messages (hi-hellos), we call each other sometimes...
So yeah, we're good.

Then why sound bitter?

I too have my plans.
But not this year.
I have my reasons.

Come December is one of our barkada's wedding.
We've all talked about it before.
Everybody will be part of the entourage.
Well, not exactly entourage but everybody has his/her part in the whole celebration.

I'm super excited.
We all are.
I'm the maid of honor. Woohoo!!!
Most of all, it will be the barkada's reunion.
All sixteen of us together and all glammed up.
Isn't that amazing?

We all know Charlie wouldn't make it because her graduate studies will not be over until February 2009.
That would mean going home to PI from Korea in December then going back to Korea again then going home March after school is over.
That would cost her much.

Then some weeks ago, the two others in Singapore said they wouldn't make it too.

Sad.

But nothing could ever be sadder than the news I got Tuesday: The three others are leaving for Singapore this June. (Whhhaaaatttt????!!!)
I got confirmation just today.

Matter of career and friendship eh?
More of priorities, I guess.
Am I being selfish?
Then I'm sorry.
It's their prerogative, I know.
I very much understand that.
It's just sad because once you find a job anywhere outside the country, you know you cannot go back to PI that easily ESPECIALLY if you've only worked for less than six months to one year.

What happens to the wedding now?
Yesterday you are very excited about it and the next day you are leaving the country and not sure if you could attend?
You might want to tell the bride about it.
About your plans- that you might not make it on her wedding day.
It wouldn't be nice if I'd be the one to tell her that you are okay if she gets proxies for you for the entourage.

Sad.

I remember back in college how we'd all talk about our future plans.
How we'd want to spend our lives together.
We'd all live in one subdivision.
Our kids will be playmates.
And eventually be BFF's like us forever and ever.

Baloney.

I never really had much interest with my course but I finished it.
I don't want to shift to another course because I don't want to be separated from THEM.
And I wouldn't make it through Civil Engineering if not because of them.

I love them.

We had an exceptional friendship.
Incomparable.
Friendship that is tested by time.
Tested by space.
Eight years... Almost a decade.
All sixteen of us.
May be separated by choice.
But not by heart...I hope.

We cannot be together forever.
That's a fact.
But maybe at least we won't let the friendship die.
Let's celebrate it every once in awhile.
Just like the old days.

On my wedding day I want everybody to be present. Still I hope you can make it to Micor's too.='(

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So it's not all the time I'm stoked.

I'm a Newbie!

2008-04-23T16:47:00.001+08:00

Wow! I'm just so stoked right now. Finally, I got my hands on blogger. I have my multiply where I keep all of my blogging attempts but right now I'm just super inspired (by Bianca) to keep my 'stuff' in one place that is solely for my blogs and blogs alone. Sounds as if I blog a lot noh? Okay, I don't (hahaha) for reasons: one, I don't own a PC/laptop (which really sucks!), two, nothing interesting going on in my life to write about or so I thought, and three, I don't have the passion for writing, not until I was left with no choice but to write for an intensive composition subject in college. This time I'll try. I'll really try because for so long I have been wanting to have one (blog). Seriously. Seems like I haven't had the chance to document the happenings in my life no matter how great or small and it's just sad. Gosh! I'm super behind with this blogging thing! (blushing and now turning read!)

So from now on this will be my little domain, a little sanctuary where I'll keep all my thoughts, rants and raves, my secrets that won't be secrets anymore and practically everything that wishes to escape my inner core and wants to be in black and white. Woohoo!

So why superchopsuey? I chose it because it's random. It means nothing and I love the thought of it. hahaha I didn't know choosing a domain name would be so hard. I thought of so many names before I came up with superchopsuey: dariaunleashed (I was Daria in the making in high school) , mydotcom (wala lang) , karenkalena (my multiply name), etc. But now that I keep saying my domain name, it already sounds nakakaumay! Eeewww... And now that it's nakakaumay, I might change it tomorrow to...I don't know what!hahaha Okay, I will be changing it soon.

Err, how would raspberryblackcurrant sound?

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Okay, it's uberstoked now. I just thought superchopsuey is really nakakaumay and since I'm always always (or most of the time) stoked, so there- uberstoked! woohoo!!!

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I swear I just realized I'm a super late bloomer blogger. That even is an understatement! Where was I all those years? It's just sad. I could have documented a lot of things way way back. It would have been fun going through older posts. Sigh.