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Pugita

naisip ko ang isang pugita (octopus). sila ay pwedeng sumuot sa napakaliit na butas. to illustrate: 1. kumuka ka ng isang bond paper 2. butasin sa gitna ang bond paper na kasing laki ng piso 3. i try mo ipasok ang kamao mo sa butas ng hindi napipilas ang papel 4. marerealise mo na hindi ito posible dahil hindi ka naman pugita.

ang mga pugita ay may natural ability na tinatawag na flexibility. ibig sabihin, madali silang nakakamaneuver sa mga sasisikip na spaces na kinasasadlakan nila sa madilim at masalimuot na underwater world. napakahandy din ng abilidad na ito lalo na at nakaparaming predators lurking behind the shadows and dark alleys of the ocean.

kahit gaano na nakagipit ang sitwasyon, ang mga trusty pugita ay nakakahanap pa rin ng maliit na butas para makatakas sila. minsan kung wala talagang masisiksikan, dumidikit sila sa ibang bagay at nagbeblend in sa tulong na kanilang kulay at texture. isa na namang proof ng flexibility ng ng pugita, in a broader sense.

laging may paraan ang mga pugita. kadalasan, nasa background lang sila, immersed in their own pugita business. karaniwan makikita ang mga pugita na kumakain ng mga maliliit na isda at nagaadhere sa natural order of the food chain. pero when push comes to shove, ang mga pugita at nagpapakita din ng aggressiveness, gaya ng pakikipagwrestling at pagkain sa isang matipunong pating. syempre nanalo si pugita sa tulong ng kanyang malalakas na tentacles. iyak naman si pating. pinatutunayan nito ang dalawang bagay: first: pwede talunin ang mga hari and second: panapanahon lang yan.

kaya, just when you’re ready to give up, remember: hanapin mo ang inner pugita na nasa kaibuturan mo. isipin mo: WWPD (what would pugita do?). 😀

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Doraemon-isms

wise words from my favourite futuristic robo-cat.

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“Hindi porke kaya mong gawin ang isang bagay ay dapat mo na itong gawin”
 
 
“Hindi mo dapat iniiyakan ang nakaraan. Isipin mo bakit nasa harap ang mga mata? Ito ay para lagi mong nakikita ang iyong hinaharap”
 
 
“Mahirap maging matanda. Wala nang mas matanda pa na titingin sa’yo”
 
 
“Wag mong ipakitang malungkot ka sa ibang tao kung wala kang balak mag-share ng problema. Para kang nag-alok ng hopia pero ayaw mong mamigay”
 
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(mula sa multiply ng isang nagngangalang miss potato, na ninakaw nya naman daw sa friend nyang si donna. hindi ko sila pareho kilala.)

share kayo kung may alam pa kayo.

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isang sulat

eto ay isang sulat para sa aking future offspring. parental guidance is advised.

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dear anak,

welcome sa mundo! isa ka na ngayong official inhabitant ng earth. una sa lahat, gusto kong i-wish ka ng maligayang pagdating at goodluck, because youre gonna need it. 😀

being here isn’t so bad. marami ka ding matututunan, una na yung umasa sa iba para sa mga pangangailangan mo. hindi sya magandang trait paglaki mo pero very useful kung icocombine mo sya with youre natural ability to make people swoon and be at your beck and call, you being a baby and all. kaya lang anak ang wish ko lang sana maoutgrow mo agad and iyong palaasa ways, at wag ka sana magexpect na lagi akong avilable para hugasan ang poopoo sa wetpu mo everytime. i mean, i have a life too, you know..

marami din na magagandang places dito na pwede mong iexplore, anjan ang pyramids of Egypt, Disneyland, Australian outback, Africa, Europe, at syempre pa ang Pinas. Wag mong kakaligtaan na tangkilikin ang bansang pinanggalingan ng ina mong nagbibigay sayo ng malulupit na payo gaya nito. sa iyong paglalakbay, pwede kang matuto ng maraming bagay tungkol sa relationships, geography, navigation, money management at mga ibang lahi na may mga nakakarimarim na tradisyon. ang maiipapayo ko lang sayo, magingat ka sa mga mandurukot para makabalik ka pa rin sa bayang sinilangan mo. there’s no place like home, tandaan mo yan.

gusto ko din na bigyan ka ng idea kung ano pang pwede mong iexpect sa iyong stay here. maraming masasamang tao na ang tanging silbi sa mundo ay pagdusain ang mga taong gaya natin, kaya wag kang magpapatalo sa kanila. lumaban ka ng ngipin sa ngipin, dahil anak, ang kabutihan kailanman ay nagwawagi sa kadiliman. kelan ba natalo si voltes V, ultraman at si bono?? nevah. pero wag ka rin naman mawawalan ng tiwala sa human race. ang mundo ay puno rin ng mga mabubuting tao, its just up to you to sift through the junk. be picky with your  friends. isa pang point: stay away from the likes of the gucci gang.

anak, isang magandang bagay ang education. pero hindi ito ang end all and be all the pagiging tao. tingnan mo si bill gates. pero super nice din kung meron kang diploma saka magandang grad pic. kaya magaral ka. kung siswertehen ka at magmana ka sa akin ng talino, wag mong kakalimutan na hindi lang brain cells ang nagpapaikot ng mundo. mas mahalaga pa rin ang puso. kaya stuff your heart with good deeds and repent for being an asshole sometimes.

matuto kang manamit ng maganda. or else, itatatwa kitang anak kita.

isa pa sa mga perk ng pagiging tao ay pwede kang mainlove. syempre pwede rin mainlove ang mga hayop at halaman, pero if you cant go to a French restaurant and have a nice expensive dinner, what’s the point? anyways, maraming beses na iisipin mong inlove ka nga pero ang totoo, lonely or nalilibugan ka lang. so hold back, anak. wag kang pa-rape. good things happen to those who wait.

wala akong ineexpect from you (bukod sa lahat ng binanggit ko sa taas na para naman sa overall na ikabubuti mo). kung bigyan mo ako ng cruise trip across Europe, matutuwa talaga ako, but thats not completely necessary. ang gusto ko lang maging isa kang masayang tao, dahil iilan lang talaga sa mundo ang totoong makakapgsabi ng ganito.

nagmamahal,

mum

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In Memoriam

My beach days are in sabbatical.

Im reposting this in memory of my beach-bumming days in the majestic shores of the Phils.

Here in Dubai, they simply pale in comparison. I miss home.

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The ocean calms me. Even as i sit here in front of a computer, the mere utterance of the word “beach” brings back feelings of serenity and silence. The past week i had a dose of that. Not as much as i want, but as the bitter, dampening bit of a saying goes, “everything good has to end”. As i stare at its vastness, i cant help but think how it must be to have such strong command over the things around you, without even trying. I am aware of her power, but the reverence i feel about her has little to do with that.I think the ocean, very much like me, is a mass of contradictions, but of course at a tantamount scale. She is simple and grand at the same time. She cajoles and she commands, lulls and screams, tickles and punches, provides and takes, praises and punishes. But i certainly am not complaining. After all, who am i to question such beauty? As i listen to her love songs and occasional ballads of hate and disgust, i am simply drawn and could not get away. the intoxicating notes make me forget that my skin is getting a massive sunburn, hell, i can even be heat stroking and i doubt if i’ll notice.

As the day comes to a halt, the sun waves goodbye, while giving me a very important message. A promise and a warning: “I’ll see you again tomorrow. Take your sunglasses and sun tan, your book and yourself, and get as far away as possible. surely, you wouldn’t want to be caught in the night with her.Now, scoot.”

The ocean, devoid of the grace of the sun, holds much promise as it does danger. This tells me two things: 1. such grandeur certainly comes not without a catch, and more importantly, 2. her character defines her actions, as with every man or woman, but she does so unrelentingly until she, in her own measurement, is satisfied.

I am thrilled and honored to be her lowly subject.

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Hello, stranger

i dont know what’s coming over me nowadays, but im finding myself drawn to people that i dont know. more and more striking up a conversation with a taxi driver is becoming effortless to me, to think that before i would not even be caught dead exchanging as much as 3 words max with them (i was a snub-brat that way, which i have dutifully outgrown, thank you very much). as i see my kabayans walking past me in the sidewalks or in the malls, i often find myself wondering how their holding up here in Dubai, or if they have kids and how much their salaries are, or if they’re cheating on their spouses in the philippines with a less-than-charming but with money to spare ‘pana’, or even with another kabayan. i thought i was bored with my own routines, and thinking about these stuff is my way of entertaining myself.

and i thought about it some more, and i’ve realised that the small world that i have created for myself is beginning to be a little too small for me. not that its stifling me and i need to break through, or any sort of existential crap like that. i think i just need little sparkling confettis to.. i dont know.. confettize my small world.

in the present goings on of my life, i dont get to meet a lot of people. im mean, my job spares me from having to deal with egomaniacal journalists and moronic clients, but it also confines me to a certain corner of the office, where the only people i get to interact with are the waterman, the newpaperman, the groceryman and my fidgety arabic editor. major B with an O-R-E.

I’ve never been a likeable person. Let’s just say that when you first meet me, you will not be taken aback by my presence, you wont bother to impress me, and you will not catch yourself wondering where i’ve been all your life. im a simple girl, and i never really had that ‘ooommph’ that turns people’s heads. Im more of a get-to-know girl, and you really have to dig deep, coz i take the meaning of ‘inner beauty’ to a whole new level. And this being the way that i am, my social life now borders from miniscule to almost non-existent.

I can almost relate with the stalker types and the way they take interest in people who are farthest away from their own circle. the mystery of a stranger is actually pretty intoxicating- a fact that i will never dare admit before i had this ‘small world’ realisation – because my ego refuses to let me take so much interest in a person who’s got nothing to do with me. now, older and hopefully wiser, i have come to terms with the fact that meeting other people can be a nice experience too.

thinking about it, most of the new things that i learn come from people whom i just met. lately, my ideas are sparked by useless facts that i need not know about and interesting bits on life, the universe and eveything, which i have gathered from new acquaintances. for example: i learned from my relatively new senior at work that when writing the word ‘which’, it should always be preceeded by a coma (,). very useful, indeed. 😀

i am not depressed. but sometimes, i just feel saddened by the shallowness of of my understanding of things.i want to change this. i have realised that i get easily inspired by passionate people. this is not to say that my current clique is lacking in passion, but i think im just seeking a bit more of ‘new’ passion to infect my dull little life.

so, if you have time, hit me up. we can talk over coffee or a couple of beers, and maybe you can inspire me. i would like to inspire you too, but satisfaction is not guaranteed. 😀

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random thoughts while waiting for lunch break

nakakatawa kasi may besties kame ni jay dito… tas the past two weeks na hindi kame nagkikita kung anong nangyayari sa kanila, nangyayari din sa amin. especially the arguments. parang may cosmic powers na nagiinfluence sa utak namin ni rj para mag-inarte in the same manner on the same issues. wala lang, nakakatanga.

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sobrang saya ko kasi yung pana kong officemate nagbakasyon na. hindi naman dahil sa ayoko sa kanya kasi mabaho sya. kasi actually mabait naman sya. natutuwa ako kasi lagi na lang sya inaalipusta ng boss ko na pana rin. as in, ang hayup kong boss, walang respeto. to think na 27 lang sya tas yung officemate ko 45 na. grabe, hindi ko maintindihan kung anong problema nya dun sa isa. sarap nyang tadjakan.

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mag-aaply na ko ng lisensya!!! tangina kasi nakakainis na magtaxi e. bukod sa sobrang mahal, ang hirap pa mag-abang. hindi ko rin naman makuhang magbus kasi naluluko ako sa tagal ng byahe. sana makuha ko agad sa first try pa lang (good luck!). aakitin ko yungnagbibigay ng driving test with my compelling charm and personality. chos.

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natutuwa ako sa bago kong multiply. yung mga titles dito songs from my favourite musicals. hehe. natutuwa ako kasi may mga taong nagcocomment sa blog ko na di ko naman kilala. tas nagcocomment din ako sa blog ng mga taong hindi ko kilala. hindi ko kasi to ginagawa dati. wala, nakakatuwa lang.

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free lunch sa office courtesy our officemate na may birthday. tamang tama kasi wala akong baon. haay, tagal mag530.

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retail therapy

“the mall is a very dangerous place”, jay once told me. when  heard it, i just laughed it off, coz, you know, he’s a guy, and guys never really dig the pure, unadulterated bliss we women get from shopping. i dont know any girl who doesnt like shopping, and if one claims to be one, she’s either too sanctimonious to admit that nice, pretty, useless things make her happy, or she’s a zen monk who lives a simple life in the mountains of Tibet, which also makes her a man, and thus proving my point that all girls like to shop.

so much is our love for shopping that we even coined a pseudo-medical term for it: retail therapy. and therapeutic it is. but shopping, as we know, is not just a girl thing. guys also like shopping, but they cant spend the whole day prowling the mall, the impatient creatures that they are. might have something to do with they way they always prefer the faster, fuss-free way of things, poor bladder control or ADHD.

shopping requires a lot of patience, sensibility, technique, eye for detail, and for girls like me with limited resources, a lot of math, which i am never good at. but i have all the rest, so i guess im not that bad.

the other main thing about shopping is you cant really do it without money. unless youre one of the gucci gang, who just makes palista. which is really cheap, which i am also not. sometimes. 😀

some say the uncontrollable urge to buy things is a sickness. it is, actually. i mean, if youre so addicted to it that you blow your entire salary on a pair of designer whatever without regard to how youre actually gonna pay your other obligations, i gotta say you need some serious help. but occasional splurging is acceptable, and sometimes necessary. because amidst the everyday dullness of existence and your firm resolve to hold up and let the whole business of life roll off your back and still be a fully-functioning member of society who dutifully though begrudingly pays his/her taxes, i think we all deserve a nice little treat once in a while.

that is why, last night, i bought the following:

1. yellow sundress to wear to the beach

2. cool faux-ceramic pendant in a long gold plated chain

3. board shorts and tank tops

and i do not feel guilty at all. 😀

there were times, when i was still a newbie here in Dubai, that i am compelled to bring a calculator when i go to the supermarket, coz i was still unemployed then and obviously money is a concern. i hated it. firstly because i am so used to just throwing stuff in the cart when i go grocery shopping with my mom. secondly, i forget to punch in the stuff i grab, and then remember that i am computing after i have already added something like 5 items already and i have to do the whole thing over again. its embarassing and depressing. however, this taught me one very important thing: responsible money management. its a bummer, but it stops me from going bankrupt. definitely the lesser evil.

on that note, i wanna share this excerpt from A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami:

“I peeled another ten-thousand-yen note from the wad of bills in my pocket. The wad showed no sign of going down no matter how many bills I used. Only I showed signs of wear. There’s that kind of money in the world. It aggravates you to have it, makes you miserable to spend it, and you hate yourself when it’s gone. And when you hate yourself, you feel like spending money. Except there’s no money left.
And no hope.”

happy responsible shopping! 😀

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