So we attended a children's party over at Jim Haw's house, and we ended up playing a board game. We played Cranium, a fun mix of all the games we usually play: Charades, Pictionary, Guess that Song, Trivia, and more. Brendel was really good in humming. And Jim Haw? He's an encyclopedia. PFT! Kuya Andrew, of course, did well in drawing stuff. Lyle was good at sensing which trivia questions are trick questions. Some people, they sucked at spelling. LOL! I was the only one who didn't win a single game. :'( What made the game really fun were the boo-boos we made along the way. Chattee did a really fun acting out of "Karaoke Bar." LOL! And the clay sculptures were hilarious. Try sculpting on clay the expression "Can of worms." In a minute! Here are some samples of what some of us drew... try guessing what they are: (The clue/category for all is "thing" except for B which is a "band.") FUN TIMES!
Amazed at Love
I am amazed at how love works. Among the billions of people in this world, one person finds and chooses another. Who, in turn, finds and chooses him. Amazing! Billions of people. Each unique. In seven continents. Separated by oceans. And yet people find each other. Some, have known each other for a time and suddenly realize that they love each other. But others, through serendipity, forces of nature, and chance... Even when the odds are against them, they somehow find each other and choose to be together. I find love, it's oddities and complications, and everything in between very puzzling. A mystery. Perplexing and yet very inspiring. Stories of friends, relatives, clients, and random strangers vary. From the simple to the epics. Each one different. But all of them end up somehow finding the one who is also looking for them. Amazing! Post inspired by my cousin's marriage proposal made of FAIL but full of LOLS! Congratulations to Brian! And lots of good luck to Aimee! :) Dili pa too late to back out. HAHA!
5 Months Since
5 months ago, our paths crossed. And it has been a very bumpy ride. There are a thousand reasons not to love you, but I still choose to remain here, alone in my commitment to you. Not blind to reality but hoping against hope. If I were a pious person, all my prayers would be about you, for you... but I am not pious. If I were a believer of fate, destiny, and signs, I'd be holding on the to faith that somehow, things will go my way. But I am not a believer. All I have is hope. Hope that either I will get tired or that you will give us a chance. And I will hold on to that for as long as I can. Whichever comes first, I hope it will make me happy. It's been five months. But I am not tired yet. Not yet.
Friendship Kayak
Last night, I received a message from Ate Jojie Alcantara inviting us bloggers to the press conference for Friendship Kayak. Kuya Andrew, Chattee, and I were a bit late when we arrived at the event shortly after 11 this morning. But we didn't miss a lot. The three paddlers, Singaporean motivational speaker and accomplished adventurer Khoo Swee Chiow, Visayan Buzzy Budlong, Dabawenyo Arnel Gabutero and their support boat staff have just arrived at the shore of the Pearl Farm Marina. After a brief lunch, we gathered for the press con. Expedition Manager Toby Martin kicked things off by explaining what the Friendship Kayak is. Last year, while visiting the Philippines for a talk, Swee Chiow, having climbed the seven summits in one year and holding two Guiness Book of World Records titles, was inspired to have another great adventure. Fascinated by the Philippines' 7,107 islands, Swee Chiow proposed the idea of kayaking through the archipelago. Through various circumstances, Swee Chiow teamed with Toby, and fellow paddlers Buzzy and Arnel and planned to kayak through the archipelago from August to November 2009, coinciding with the 40 years of friendship between the Philippines and Singapore. Also going on board for the adventure…
Ok Lang Ako
"Ok lang ako," that's what I say when I am not fine but don't want people to know. Growing up, I was brought up to do as I please, say what I want, and not to be shy. But something happened along the way and I learn to be less like myself and say things I don't mean. And until now, I would answer "Ok lang ako," even when I'm hurting so bad, even when I am struggling, even when there's nothing more I want to do except lie in bed and stop living. Nowadays, I say that line more often. "Ok lang ako." Even when I am not. Because I do not want people to fuss. I do not want people to think I am weak, that I cannot handle myself, that I do stupid things. I know I am not perfect, nobody is. But I do not want people to see me for who I really am... weak and lonely. I know that's not all I am right now. But that's how I feel. And this blog post, it's nothing more than a confession that I am starting to crumble... near my breaking point. That no... hindi ako…
Rally
Last night, I saw on my cousin Mae's Facebook status message that one of her dogs died. I have never been a dog lover but I was somehow affected and saddened by the news. The story of how Rally became my Mae's dog is so quaint and unique. And he has been with my cousin for 11 years since. Mae shared her story on FB: Rally has been a dear friend and companion for several years now. He became a part of our family last April, 1998...Lemme share to you his/our story. My dad was running for VM for the 1998 elections. It was the peak of the campaign period since election day was just a month away. One sunny morning, my dad, brothers, and an entourage attended a rally a few blocks away from our house, on their way back, a mixed breed jap spitz/ chinese poodle/whatever dog followed them all the way to our house. He got inside our garage area and sat on the white wooden bench outside our house. He was as white as cotton and as cute as cupcake (cute ba ang cupcake? ah basta..that's the best way I'd describe him). I even remember my…