Friday, May 27, 2011

leave the extra bags



I loved today, bow.

After six months in Manila, we finally went back home to Laguna. Hooray! I missed home. And to ‘reward’ ourselves despite the heavy downpour, we decided to go to the movie house. It was my first time to watch a film together with my brother.

Here’s a little review of Kung Fu Panda 2:

(Haha. I had the nerves to assess the flick, as if naman critique talaga ko.)

Since the title of the movie is a giveaway, the flick was of course action-packed. Magtaka ka kung drama pala ito, noh?

Every now and then, Kung Fu Panda never failed to throw punch lines that were not corny. We were laughing our asses off with Po’s funny antics! And Po was soooo cute, cuddly and charming. *drools*

The plot of the movie was about Po’s inner issues—he found out that he was adopted, which was a shocker, right? Since he’s known-father’s a goose. Okay I’m not gonna tell you what happened but clue, it was a happy ending of course and hinted that a sequel is to come. *winks*

The movie was able to inject morals in between the fighting scenes, without appearing too preachy or corny. For one, it taught me the power of inner peace by letting go of our extra luggage.

The cinematography was impeccable (how I wish the local movie was as good) and realistic.

Bottom line: a must-watch, worth every penny

We ended up having dinner with the whole family.

I loved today, bow.

*photo from google

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Bored

I'm done with my ojt in Manila Times. Yay!

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What your name means http://www.paulsadowski.com/NameData.as


You entered: nickky faustine pambuan de guzman

There are 29 letters in your name.
Those 29 letters total to 120
There are 11 vowels and 18 consonants in your name.

Your number is: 3

The characteristics of #3 are: Expression, verbalization, socialization, the arts, the joy of living.

The expression or destiny for #3:
An Expression of 3 produces a quest for destiny with words along a variety of lines that may include writing, speaking, singing, acting or teaching; our entertainers, writers, litigators, teachers, salesmen, and composers. You also have the destiny to sell yourself or sell just about any product that comes along. You are imaginative in your presentation, and you may have creative talents in the arts, although these are more likely to be latent. You are an optimistic person that seems ever enthusiastic about life and living. You are friendly, loving and social, and people like you because you are charming and such a good conversationalist. Your ability to communicate may often inspire others. It is your role in life to inspire and motivate; to raise the spirits of those around you.

The negative side of number 3 Expression is superficiality. You may tend to scatter your forces and simply be too easygoing. It is advisable for the negative 3 to avoid dwelling on trivial matters, especially gossip.

Your Soul Urge number is: 5

A Soul Urge number of 5 means:
The 5 soul urge or motivation would like to follow a life of freedom, excitement, adventure and unexpected happening. The idea of travel and freedom to roam intrigues you. You are very much the adventurer at heart. Not particularly concerned about your future or about getting ahead, you can seem superficial and unmotivated.

In a positive sense, the energies of the number 5 make you very adaptable and versatile. You have a natural resourcefulness and enthusiasm that may mark you as a progressive with a good mind and active imagination. You seem to have a natural inclination to be a pace-setter. You are attracted to the unusual and the fast paced.

You may be overly restless and impatient at times. You may dislike the routine work that you are engaged in, and tend to jump from activity to activity, without ever finishing anything. You may have difficulty with responsibility. You don't want to be tied down to a relationship, and it may be hard to commit to one person.

Your Inner Dream number is: 7

An Inner Dream number of 7 means:
You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning.


* i don't see myself as a mystic, ecclesiastic though!

Friday, May 20, 2011

acting, sidetracking, aching...

I am sad, sad with how humanity is rapidly turning into monsters.

My pop never forgets to caution me about how ruthless the city is. I guess growing up in the province edifies me that it’s okay to trust people. But
boy, it’s different in Manila.

Along Taft, I witnessed how a lola donning an elegant piece of jewelry (earrings) was robbed off by a kid. Yes, an adolescent. The boy quickly placed his both hands to lola’s earlobes and snatched the trinkets. Noong una, parang nag-load pa muna ang utak ni lola, natigilan…then ayun, she hollered like a mad man. The robber on one hand, nonchalantly walked away as if nothing happened. Too bad I didn’t see what happened next because the jeep I was riding already moved.

Eh anong pake ba nila kung gustong mag-suot ni ‘la ng mamahaling earrings? Why do we have to conform with the corrupted city?

Imagine how frightening it was to observe a robbery incident but, what is more alarming is if you are the target of these monsters.

It was five in the afternoon, I was riding a jeep on the way to Trinoma, when around seven men hailed the jeepney I was riding. Mukha silang matino, but yeap, looks can be deceiving. To distract our attention, kunwari may nainitan at kailang lumipat sa shady seat, may nahulugan ng barya at kung anong pang ka eklabuhan.

I noticed that most of them were starting to sit beside me, I thought, “ang luwag-luwag naman ng jeep, bakit sumisiksik sila sakin?” Then I saw a man gazed on my side leg where my phone was. Then ayun, bigla kong naalala ang paalala ni papa—naïveté has no place in today’s world. Heck, I quickly put my phone in the other side of my pocket. After some time, na-notice siguro nilang di nila ko madedekwatan, then may isang sumuka akala mo lasing, di naman. While he was doing his acting piece, and everybody bought his little drama, ayun nadukutan na nga yung isang kuya. He lost his phone.

Thank God, nobody was harmed…

Manong driver said that what happened was a modus operandi of notorious monsters. To divert our awareness, little drama is set up for an easy sidetracking. I guess these monsters enrolled in an acting workshop first before doing their assignments.

Ergo, don’t let your guards down, you’ll never know. Parang sa lovelife lang yan eh, (but this is another story all together)…

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

run!

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Like Emil, I never like running.

A while ago, I had to sign papers for the flame. I was late from my appointment with sir cuarts so form our house I ran and dashed off like a mad man.

I kept on cursing on the way to school. Damn. I realized I did look foolish while running. Whenever I move, I could imagine how I looked like—with unruly hair, sweat dripping, and glasses that kept on sliding.

My shin hurt so much, add to the fact that I had cramps the other day.

Panting like a hound dog, I faced sir cuarts like I was the most beautiful AB student he’s ever seen. I didn’t care if I looked stupid. What was important was his signature!

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So this is how it feels like to be an Assoc Ed., huh? Jen Ows, our EIC told me that she plays the role of a papa, ergo I am her mama.

Never did I realized that being an EB require me to run errands around—to take care for letters , the well-being of my co-writers… if these are my tasks, then I would gladly resign from office.

I would be satisfied to play the part of a plain writer—after doing the legwork and beating the deadline—voila! My role is done. But no, I was given a major, major part to hold the flame from falling apart.

The school year hasn’t started yet so I still have time to demote myself as a humble writer, but hell no, I won’t run again. *wink, wink*

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It was exactly a year ago when series of events happened to me. I chanced, no make that, met a friend, things turned out fine, but I ran away, too far. When I realized my idiocy, he was miles away, and I could not catch up…

Tomorrow is the first death anniversary of my lolo…

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

*bats eyelashes*

I hate inconsiderate people…

…and I’m talking about the smokers. I don’t have any issue per se with them, bahala kayo sa buhay niyo kung gusto niyong mag-yosi. But, don’t bug the people around you! I mean, ‘wag mong ibuga sa pagmumukha ko yung usok mo! #$%^$^@ ka!

…those commuters who would give their fare to you as if I am beside the driver, but is really miles, miles, miles, away from him. Did I just say miles? Come on, malaki ka na, ibigay mo direcho ke manong driver bayad mo.

… the passengers who-don’t-give-a-damn-to-lift-up- their-butts-and-move-an-inch-away- from –you-since-the-jeep-has-lots-of-free-space, anyway. Dude, we’re not friends so please, usog ka ng konti.

…and oh! Almost forgot, ‘yung mga naka-sideview umupo ng jeep. Know what I mean? Yung naka pang miss universe mode pag umupo, with matching hawak sa hand bar. Urgh! I hate it when they do that. They occupy almost three spaces. *bats eyelashes*

…those people who have all the time of their lives to stay in front of the foodchain counter and then choose what to order. Mini mini mayni mo. Man, you should have made up your mind sa pila pa lang. what’s more annoying is pagharap niya, tadaah! May dalang 10-peso icecream. WTH.

Be thoughtful of others, puhlease?

Saturday, May 7, 2011

i digress


HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY! Ma, words are not enough to prove how grateful I am to you. :*

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Good Samaritans

A friend told me not to trust anybody: a man curious of what time was it could be a rapist, a girl lost for directions could be a swindler, a beggar could be anything (yeah you got the picture) because everyone has his own motives, he said. I guess my friend has grown cynical.

Lately, I realized that there were still people in need of real help, without the hidden agenda. And there are people still willing to help without asking anything in return.

I was on my way to DFA when someone behind kept on hollering “Ate! Ate!” since my name—Nickky Faustine—did not have any “ate” in it, I snubbed the calling. When I reached Cuneta Astrodome, I guessed that somebody got tired from shouting, ran past me, and gave my I.D. OMG. I was like, ‘thank you so much, I love you na!’ imagine how long that ate has been calling me, just to give my I.D. O___O


I was always lost. I’ve never liked directions. I sucked with places, hence I loathe traveling alone.

Last Thursday, my ojt required me to go to Pasig. I was in front of Megamall, frantically looking everywhere. Shoot. I was lost, again.

I approached Kuya ‘pasig-police-whatever’ to ask where is this, that, those.

“Go there (pointing to a tall building), when you see a stoplight, go left, then left again.”

To the left. To the left. Whatever.

So I followed his instruction, walked briskly, and chased others who I hoped for were also going to the same destination.

Much to my surprise O_____O kuya ‘pasig-police-whatever’ followed my trail and gave me a lift. Whoah! He offered me a free ride.

Snubbing the precautions my friend told me that police officers couldn’t be trustworthy, I hopped on the motor and prayed that kuya would really drive me to my destination.

I would never want to be cynical, just cautious I guess. Believe me, there are still good Samaritans out there. So ate and kuya police, salamat po! :D

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I feel for you

“Last year, first sem, I ran away from somebody and regretted it. I was clueless and love-fool. By the time I realized my mistake, he was already miles away.”

I feel for you.

“I reverted to doodling in my notebook and scrutinizing my phone whenever I felt like threatened so I would seem busy.”

I feel for you.

“I’m a bitch I’m a lover I’m a child I’m a mother. I’m a sinner I’m a saint, I do not feel the ashamed. I’m your elf I’m your dream. I’m nothing in between. I’m a bitch I’m a tease, I’m a goddess on my knees when you’re hurt when you suffer I’m your angel undercover.”

I feel for you.

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What could have been?

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