Anything & Everything

Sent by a friend: "But it's always you I run home to, take me back, take me home away from here back to where I am free" -"Los Banos" by Sugarfree Dalawang oras mula sa usok-infested streets of Metro Manila matatagpuan ang aking personal heaven dito sa mundo. Matanaw ko pa lang ang Mt. Makiling mula sa South Superhighway, kinikilig na ako. Wala naman akong girlfriend sa LB. Lalo nang wala ding boyfriend. Kahit ka-fling na pwedeng balikan, wala naman akong pupuntahan. Pero yung feeling pwede mong itulad sa pagpunta mo sa bahay ng mahal mo matapos ang isang buwang walang pag-uusap o pagkikita. Nasa LB ang org ko, pero hindi naman kami close ng mga orgmates, actually parang iwas pa nga sila sa kin e. Nandito sa Metro Manila ang mga kaibigan ko. Nasa Pasig ang pamilya ko. Wala naman akong ancestral roots sa Los Banos. Mayroon lang talagang hindi maintindihang connection sa pagitan ko at ng napakagandang lugar na to. Bakit kaya ako napaibig sa Los Banos? Suspect :...

A kabatch sent this and I think only a true blue elbi-nian would understand this, only up to a certain batch yata coz the recent batches have seen a lot of changes in LB. 1. Kilala mo si Mang Pogs. 2. Nalilito ka kung saan nakalagay ang banga ni Mariang Banga. 3. Tubig na lang ang tingin mo sa gin. 4. Ginamit mong reviewer ang mga old exams para sa mga midterms, prefi at finals sa math, stat, chem,physics, eco etc. 5. Hindi ka sumasagot ng UP (yupeee) kapag tinanong ka kung saan ka graduate.hahaha! sagot mo elbi. 6. Taga-elbi ka kapag kilala mo yung professor na nagbi-bike ng naka-barong na kupas. (Si climax! kalahating albert einstein, kalhating mang pandoy) 7. Ok lang pumasok sa mga klase kahit naka pambahay/pantulog attire ka. 8. Pag nagtanong si manong driver ng "may animal ba dyan?", at may sumagot ng "meron po" ay di ka natawa. 9. Pag nagtanong uli si manong driver ng "may mens ba dyan?", at may sumagot uli ng "meron po" ay di ka natawa. 10...

new changes are being implemented in our company..of course we are all hoping its for the best of everyone. its hard though, there is always an adjustment period and right now its kind of hard...my fault i think because i allowed myself to deteriorate (what a term!) and now writing better stuffs is taking a lot of my gray cells working again...or should i say it working overtime again. let's see where this will take me...i'll keep you posted.

i saw my son's cellphone had three unread messages, told him about it and asked if its okay to read....three messages all coming from a girl, asking my son if it's okay that he text back, if they could be friends, telling him her friend likes him. OMG....this is my baby ur talking to, my one and only boy, my unico hijo,...he's getting text messages already....i did not know if i was going to cry or laugh....oh how it is to be a mother and to realize that ur baby is no longer a baby. my son is 10 years old....how swift time flies, it seems that just yesterday he was crawling... learning to walk...and now its like he's always on the run...and he's definitely getting text messages and cute love notes from girls. the last 10 years has not been a bed of roses...it has been one long roller-coaster ride...well, that's what parenting is...if anyone can honestly tell me parenting is one smooth ride or just a bed of roses, i would like to get to meet them..i would really ...

right now am listening to the music of gary granada and it has brought me a lot of memories....long before my son came, these memories were the most treasured ones because this was of the time i was happiest the most, where i was able to be myself, where my life meant some thing, happily working with the farmers, religiously taking part in the task of giving them the education the government has not given them, empowering them and helping them realize their small dreams thru the projects we created. during those days, because i was away from my family, it was music which was able to sooth my aches and my hurts...because no matter how happy i was being with them it was also an arduous task. it was physically and emotionally difficult..physically, because the mountain is not kind to those who are blind as a bat, like i am, the treks were long and oh so tiring that made waking up the next day so hard. emotionally it was draining because you will feel for the people, the children who were ...