Delamar starts writing!

I just have to write about this!

I have already posted here that I'm a fan of the Chico & Delamar tandem of RX93.1's Morning Rush program.

Chico started blogging for more than a year already and it's been really a treat so far reading them. And after so long, Delamar had finally gave in and started writing! So far, she has 3 posts and the last really hit me bigtime...made me leave a comment myself that could've been a blog entry already. Here's the link of Del's entry.

Did you see and feel the similarity of the sentiments, huh? huh? huh? LOL

Haaaayyyyyyyyyy....

...i want my 'Marley'

I just watched 'Marley & Me' on DVD.

I have loved dogs ever since I was a kid. I would often get the puppies of our pets from the 'silong' of our house each time our pet would give birth and take care of them...

I have already taken care of a poodle and a spitz during my stay in Proj. 4 with my Tita Tessie's family.

I will always love and want to have dogs...It's just a matter of time...I will...Soon...

We idolize you, Mr. Francis M.

I'm no avid fan who watches his every gig whether live or on TV. I'm just a music lover. And a Filipino who recognizes what the late Francis M. had contributed not only to the music industry, but more importantly to our beloved country.

He's the modern hero. Used the power of music to convey and remind every Filipino that there's always something we can do for our country. His music might not have erased the spreading disease of the government, but still...in one way or the other, it has awaken some if not all of us.

I won't be an expert here analyzing his music. I just wanna express that I'm affected by his death.

The last two days, it has been recalled that he's been part of my and my classmates' growing up. I can remember one of my classmates/best friends, Cherry, was really infatuated with Francis. And "Cold Summer Nights" really had been a fave.

We'd sung and danced with his hits. And hearing them now sung on TV as tribute for him, singing along with them, surprised me coz my voice was cracking...that's beside the point that I'm not a good singer.

I am saddened. I am grieving for the industry with this loss.

Mr. Francis M, Idol, we'll miss you...Pls say hi to Bro for us. We love you.

bumped off

I had made plans already on how I'll spend this Saturday....today...

But my Tita Baby had other plans for us. She scheduled her lab tests, x-rays, bone-scans and already expected that I go with her. (Right now, as I am typing here, the bone scan procedure's ongoing in front of me...the last for today)...

Pls allow me to rant a little...a few days ago, we've discussed that we'd go here on a weekday...she just had to advise me the soonest so I can give notice of my leave. So I've already made plans for today...for the weekend....work quietly at the office...and then finally play in GBC where I'm already missing my friends.

Now I'm not sure how I'll manage...If I can still play later...We've arrived here in Capitol Med before 7am. And yes, I'm getting sleepy now...Only a few minutes more before Epi will expire. The signal here's not so good and I'm just trying to manage my internet usage here.

I still have to thank technology for allowing me to endure the long waiting hours here.

And I'm hoping we'll go home soon so I can still catch up what's left of Eat Bulaga where they're currently giving a tribute to Francis M., who died yesterday. :(

Northern Downpour by Panic at the Disco

If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed
Then we should feed our jewelery to the sea For diamonds do appear to be Just like broken glass to me

And then she said she can't believe
Genius only comes along
In storms of fabled foreign tongues
Tripping eyes, and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its love

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely

The ink is running toward the page
It's chasin' off the days
Look back at boat feet
And that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me

Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn
Unraveled words like moths upon old scarves I know the world's a broken bone But melt your headaches, call it home

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down

Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugarcane in the easy mornin'
Weathervanes my one and lonely

Sugarcane (hey moon) in
(Hey moon) the easy mornin'
Weathervanes (hey moon) my
(Hey moon) one and lonely

Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon)
The easy (hey moon) mornin'
Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon)
One (hey moon) and lonely

[Continues in background:]
Sugarcane (hey moon) in (hey moon)
The easy (hey moon) mornin'
Weathervanes (hey moon) my (hey moon)
One (hey moon) and lonely

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
You are at the top of my lungs
Drawn to the ones who never yawn

Hey moon, please forget to fall down
Hey moon, don't you go down
You are at the top of my lungs
Drawn to the ones who never yawn

XXX

I'm still waiting for my mp3 copy of this song...I really love this song!

Happy New Year!

It's the year 2009!!!

Again, was less senti compared to previous years. Kept busy with the pictures of the past events kaya no time to really reminisce on what happened since 2008 started.

Like what I've sent thru text to almost everyone last night, I wanna thank everyone for being a blessing, in your own little ways, and being part of my 2008.

Here's wishing that this new year will be full of happy moments and peace for all of us!

God bless us all! :)

Happy Holidays!

It's the Christmas morning!

I hope and everyone is enjoying celebrating the Holiday Season...with or without gifts or even receiving the gifts that were not needed nor wanted. It's the season highlighting Giving and of course, Loving.

May God continue to bless you with good health and graces! :)

being a kid again

Madalas dito sa bahay ang mga pamangkin ko sa pinsan na sina Elaine (16), Lerissa (12), at Eliezer (4). Mga dalaginding na ang unang dalawa kaya madali namang kausapin. Madalas nga lang akong hingan ng load! (Bakit ba kasi uso na sa mga batang-bata ang cellphone?! Dapat pang college lang yan onwards!!! hehehe)

Si Izer ang madalas kong kaaway...hehehe...Natural na makulit na bata na nag-aastang matanda kung minsan...Minsan gusto nya akong paalisin dito sa bahay...Minsan naman hinahanap-hanap daw ako pag di wala pa ako rito...Minsan iki-kiss ako, madalas hindi...Haayyyyy...

Marami na syang mga nabanggit na nakakagulat...Anjan yung sabi nya: "Tita Chelle, akin na lang 'tong coin (10 cents)...ibibigay ko kay Tito Gary (pinsan ko rin) wala raw kasi syang pera..."

Eto ang latest...kagabi lang...

Nakauwi ako rito sa bahay around 9pm...inilapag ko yung bag ko at dalang supot sa may upuan at kumain muna....Chika-chika...kwentuhan...at good mood sya kagabi kasi binigyan ko sya ng sunkist...di nya ko iniisnab...

Nung tapos na akong kumain at magbibihis na sana, natural na bibitbitin ko mga gamit ko papuntang kwarto, tinanong nya ako bigla: "San ka pupunta, Tita Chelle? Aalis ka na naman?! Kadarating mo lang, aalis ka ulit?!"

O di ba? daig pa ang tatay kung magsalita?! Sinakyan ko na lang ang trip nya....kunyari aalis nga ako...tinanong ko na lang, "Ayaw mo ba akong umalis?"

Umiling ang bata!!! Wagi ako!!! Labs nya ako!!! yeeha!!!! Sana laging ganoon...

...asa pa ako!!! hahahaha....

Undas 2008

Just got back from the Loyola Memorial Park, here in Marikina.

This year's different for me dahil iba ang kasama ko, sina Mommy, Kuya Awad, Ate Loida, Elaine, Rissa, and Izer. The past years kasi, syempre ang nakasama ko eh ang mga Auntie Tessie.

Mabuti na lamang at di lumakas ang ulan, tumila pa nga pagkadating namin sa Loyola.

First stop (naks, parang Amazing Race...hehehe....May pagka-amazing race naman talaga kasi nag-take effect na ang one-way scheme sa paligid nang Loyola): Puntod ng Daddy (tito ko) at ng nanay ko. Muli, ako na naman ang unang nakakita. :) May mga bulaklak na't kandila na halatang nanggaling sa mga Auntie Tessie. Talaga kasing nauuna silang pumupunta ro'n para makaiwas sa dami nang tao at masikip na trapiko. Mabuti na lamang at nandun pa ang mga kandila't bulaklak. Dati kasi, mabilis nawawala, nakukuha nang kung sino man.

Nakakatuwa si Izer, ang 4-yr-old kong pamangkin. First time ko syang makasama sa sementeryo at buti na lamang, good mood sya. Tinanong nya kung sino o kaninong libingan ang nasa paligid nang puntod nang mga nanay. Nung una, di ko alam kung pano sagutin. Naisip ko na lang na basahin ang mga pangalan sa mga lapida at buti na lamang ok na yun sa kanya. Ayun, nawili, pinagtuturo na ang lahat ng lapida. Sorry na lang sa mga di ko mabasang lapida at di ko sila napakilala kay Izer. Hehehe. :)

Isa pang insidente, nu'ng kumakain kami ng taho, bigla na lang niyang tinanong kung gusto rin kaya ng lolo niya (tito ko) na kumain ng taho. Sabi ko na lang, naku wag na lang, bawal kasi diabetic... :) yung chips na lang ang inoffer nya. Pinaglalagyan niya ng tig-iisang piraso nung chichirya ang bawat lapida na puntahan namin.

Sunod naming pinuntahan ang area kung saan andun sina baby Edward (bunsong anak ng mga Auntie Tessie), lolo Pascual, lola Luming, tatay, pinsan kong si kuya Daniel, at kuya ko na si James. Bonding kami ni Izer kasi ako talaga tinatanong nya kung kani-kaninong mga lapida ang nasa lapida. Dahil siguro ako lang ang nagtyagang sumagot sa kanya. hehehe.

Marami nang tao ang nandun. Marami nang tent at mukang marami talagang nagpaplanong mag-overnight na ron. This time of the year's really another time for families to spend time together, quality time pa. Nakakatuwang isipin na buhay pa rin sa mga Pinoy ang diwa ng Undas. Well, di ko naman din alam how other countries celebrate All Soul's Day nor if indeed they have this kind of celebration.

***kilig moments***

Was I able to mention here that I always try not to miss Chico and Delamar's Morning Rush over the radio (RX93.1, 6-9am)?

What makes it more fun listening to them is their hourly Top 10 topics. This segment highlights their sense of humor whatever topic they have for the day.

But, wait, I don't mean to talk about their sense of humor right now. LOL. Their topic for today made me think. And made me miss feeling sooooo kilig. I really do miss being so kilig...

Haaaayyyy....can't describe how much I miss it...

The Man Who Can't Be Moved

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by The Script
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Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not
I'm not gonna move,
Got some words on cardboard got your picture in my hand,
Saying if you see this girl can you tell her where I am,
Some try to hand me money they don't understand,
I'm not... broke I'm just a broken hearted man, I know it makes no sense,
but what else can I do, How can I move on when I'm still in love with you...

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

Policeman says son you can't stay here,
I said there's someone I'm waiting for if it's a day, a month, a year,
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows,
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go.

Coz if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

People talk about the guy
Whos waiting on a girl...
Oohoohwoo
There on no hole in his shoes
But a big hole in his world...
Hmmmm

Maybe I'll get famous as man who can't be moved,
And maybe you won't mean to but you'll see me on the news,
And you'll come running to the corner...
Cos you'll know it's just for you

I'm the man who can't be moved
I'm the man who can't be moved...

Cos if one day you wake up and find that you're missing me,
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I can be,
Thinking maybe you'd come back here to the place that we'd meet,
And you'd see me waiting for you on the corner of the street.

So I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

I'm not moving...
I'm not moving.

Going back to the corner where I first saw you,
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag not I'm not gonna move.

*blank*

My mind, that is. I know I have a lot of things to say ('coz there are really lots of things in my mind lately), but I just couldn't start.

It still seems that I'm making myself an outcast on so many things. *Sigh*

Hope I can post something with more sense soon...

So long...