Thursday, September 17, 2009
In My Life
Yup, yesterday I was able to watch In My Life with my parents and lil bro - considering it was showing on its first night. We were a little bit late, but that's okay. Sulit naman yung bayad sa ticket, eh.

Why?

I really, really loved how the actors portrayed their roles. They had chemistry, especially John Lloyd Cruz and Luis Manzano. I'm still talking about their roles here, okay? :) But I have to say that their .001 second kissing scene was a shock! Ha, ha.

How about Ms. Vilma Santos? Still the same. Still great. One good thing about her is that she always thinks before accepting any role, that's why she ends up starring in blockbuster movies. In this movie, she's a mother who tries hard to find "quality time" with her son, but never seemed to find it. They almost had it in the end, but fate's so cruel that made it never happen again.

Basta, the scenes were all very good. They were so good that I couldn't help but cry on the second half of the movie.

The part that I loved most is when Ms. Vilma Santos (Shirley) tries to impart that parents did everything for their children to have a good future, but they were just ignored when their children got what they wanted. True, right?

And one thing I learned is to appreciate life. You'll never know what's gonna happen next.

In My Life is a very good movie. Haven't watched it? Watch na! :)


(WANAWANA) ♥ 8:53 AM
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Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Did I Change?
Mama and I had a talk a while ago, she admitted to me that I was very, very quiet this day (even our maid noticed that).. and all I did was to sleep. She had enough of the reason that the medicines I take had that very strong impact on me, to the point that I spend the whole day inside our bedroom -- snoring.

I am starting to be not as bubbly as before, she added. Now she thinks that my attitude before was because of... Okay, I'm going too far na.

The maid told her this morning, "Nagdadabog ba siya? Pero siya naman yung naglipit ng plato." She just said, "Masama lang yata yung gising."

When I heard this I replied, "Hindi kaya ako nagdadabog. Hindi kaya ako galit." I said that in a pa-tweetums mode.

My mom did not consider my answer, I think. That's because she told me, "Your happiness is only because of *toot*."

I wasn't able to think of anything to say and so she continued, "Papa's already worried. You don't know that we're actually talking about you everyday. Pinapalampas lang yung mga times when you roll your eyes in response to every single corny thing that he did." She even told me that Papa's aware of me ignoring him when he demonstrates his love for me.

One thing that struck me most was when she said that I should not add to the things that give stress to Papa.

Obviously, that's her subtle way of saying, "ENOUGH OF YOUR FANTASIES AND GO BACK TO YOUR OLD SELF."
(WANAWANA) ♥ 7:24 PM
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Wednesday, July 15, 2009
On TRYING to lose weight
Ever since I was discharged from the hospital last year, my mom would always tell me, "Kain ka lang dyan, kailangan mo 'yan." I forgot to make kwento about I being diagnosed with viral encephalitis, an inflammation of the brain. Blah. I stayed for like a month in that hospital, so long that I surprisingly weighed 99 pounds.

Well, now at least you have an idea why I was out for several months.

Going back, yes, I did eat a lot. From that day forward, I never stopped munching something every minute. From that day forward, I never stopped gaining weight. Gosh. Just this February, I noticed that my cheeks are starting to get filled in.

Now? If I would calculate how much weight I have gained, I actually loaded 40 pounds inside me. People would always tease me, "Ang taba mo na ha!" or in subtlety, "Hmpf! Ang laki na ng pinayat mo!" Geez. Mama even said, "Konti na lang at doon ka na sa plus-size section." I'm getting insecured na tuloy to the point na I rarely go out and hang out with friends, or even with my family. Since I don't have much to do, my only option for losing weight is to be on a crashed diet. I started to skip meals or atleast eat a little - just a little - each passing day. Kung hindi lang sinabi ng doctor na I should rest for a year, edi sana nasa school na ako ngayon, doing something and get stressed with it. Haha, I know that would help.

Ayoko na talaga maulit yung petty arguments namin ni Mama regarding my weight. Feeling ko lang kasi na she wants me to be like the other pretty, sexy girls she sees on TV.

But anyway, I appreciate much that they bought a mechanical stationary bike just two Sundays ago. Desperado na kung desparado, but my parents just wanted me to lose calories and not to be a couch potato for a year. They wanted me to be in shape. Now I get to use it twice a day. It's somehow effective. In a week, you can see progress. Blah. I'm not trying to advertise here, okay?

Sana lang talaga may pagtutuunan 'tong ginagawa ko araw-araw.
(WANAWANA) ♥ 9:05 AM
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Thursday, July 9, 2009
So Cake-y!
They bought that cake, that's why I love them. :)

SUGOD!

One more time!

After eating?
(Daisy, Alec, Marion, Frankie, the fat ME, Xandra)

The pictures were taken on the 27th of June, three days after my real birthday. It was really nice to spend my 17th with them. :)
(WANAWANA) ♥ 3:10 PM
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Monday, June 29, 2009

Eudaimonia, the Greek word for happiness.
Just go to www.coraline.com and make your own!

Why that word? Well, that's what I felt when I celebrated my 17th birthday. Although it turned out to be simple, at least my friends were there. SOMEONE even made it colorful and memorable. Haha.


(WANAWANA) ♥ 2:55 PM
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Thursday, June 18, 2009
I did general cleaning on my blog.

I don't know if that's the right way to describe what I did a few minutes ago. But... whatever. I just deleted the things that should be deleted.

Huh?

Basta, nagbabalik lang po. :D

(WANAWANA) ♥ 12:05 PM
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Saturday, November 8, 2008
A Love of Another Kind
If you were my classmate, then you most probably have an idea what I am about to share.

As you may have already known, the class of IV-St. Rita had their spiritual retreat last October 26 to October 29. I truly regret not being able to make kwento about what happened from the first day up to the middle of the third day. So, let us just fast forward things, shall we? When we went back to our school on the 29th, our parents surprised us when we saw them seated inside the chapel. We barely had the time to talk with our parents because we celebrated the Holy Mass right after all students found their relatives (what a weird way to describe that).

Little did we know that our parents prepared a program as a way of welcoming all of us back. There were even three parents who were asked to share about their daughters. I did not know that my father was included there. But I had the idea when Mr. Arcilla approached my father and said something I have not overheard.

Then... (drum roll please), my father was finally called to stand in front. The feeling that I had was weird. I wanted to shout, laugh and cry... all at the same time. But something inside me told me that I should listen attentively to what he was about to say. As expected, wa diri wa didto. Until now I cannot figure out why he had to associate the parable of the chicken and the pig to his unconditional love for my mother. Anyway, at least the people present in that gathering already know that my parents love each other so much that they would do anything to make that love be known to all.

Papa described me through my name, which he used as an acronym. And the ff. are what he told us:
J - joy
O - outstanding achiever
A - a very religious lady (Whichever way you look at it, it is wrong. Mali ang pagkakagamit, mali rin ang grupo ng mga salita naglalarawan sa akin. But since that's how he wanted to describe me, then it is already forgivable.)
N - w/ noble ideas.
N - nonstop quest for knowledge
A - artistic

I must tell you that his nervousness (which he shouldn't have) was evident that time, that's why the acronym was out-of-this-world. Curse you if you think that what he said was ridiculous. At least my father was there to tell you that he loves me and that he knows me very well.

Expressing love does not require good grammar nor high intelligence. The thought and the action are the two things that matter more.

What he did made me realize how lucky I am to have a father like him. Mainggit ka. :D
(WANAWANA) ♥ 7:26 PM
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