Blue Pencil Chronicles

AJ has forever been raving about this certain chocolate that tastes so good. The best thing about it is that it’s available almost anywhere (in Mini Stop outlets) and that it’s manufactured locally. Truly one product to be proud of, if we believe AJ’s story. Heh.

Piqued with curiosity by reading AJ’s article on the Goya Dark Mint Chocolate, I immediately set out hunting for this tasty catch. When we passed by Mini Stop in DM Rivera Street near Sts. Peter and Paul Parish in Makati, I didn’t hesitate and bought myself a pack.

When I finally found a pack of the chocolate (the last one at that), I quickly grabbed it and headed for the counter to pay. Holding it in my hand, it felt as if it didn’t even contain anything. Product of the packaging, I thought to myself.

When I got back at the car and opened the box, however, I found out something else about this chocolate: (more…)

I’d like to thank the person who thought of saving a day from a busy year for us to be able to show appreciation and gratitude to one of the most important persons in our entire existence: our moms. So, to whoever you are and wherever you may be, thank you a bajillion lot!

But come to think of it, moms must be so underappreciated that we have to set aside a special day devoted entirely for them, no? I think that says something. We need to appreciate our moms more, because they have one of the thankless and hardest jobs in this world: raising us from our bratty toddler years to our rebellious teen years and onto the day they let us fly on our own. Sigh… I just can’t help but wonder what this world would be without moms? It must be one disastrous place, even more of a wreck than my apartment room right now without my mom telling me to clean it. Heh.

So, to all the moms out there, Happy Mother’s Day! As for my mom… here’s a little something I prepared for her. I love you mom! =)

So yeah, I practically lost my sense of time.  And with it goes my sense of date, of moment, of anything remotely close to any temporal concept ever known to man.  Good thing my sense of space is still intact, otherwise I’d be traveling through time and back and may just end up somewhere in the World History I wouldn’t wanna be in.

Blah, I tend to blabber, I know.  Anyways, I’m just posting a quick update to let you all know I’m still alive.  I’m currently undergoing on the job training over at Philippine Daily Inquirer right now, and the internship blog I’ve set up for it is the one that’s more updated (or, come to think of it, it’s somehow updated.  LOLz).

So what else are the highlights of recent weeks?  Gawrsh, April’s flying by the window already, and sooner than we think, May’s happily waiting by the door with all its happy, shiny teeth full of newly-blossomed flowers.  Gah.  Time flies by so fast, that’s why I have any concept of time anymore.  Been sleeping 4-hour nights lately, waking up at the most ungodly of hours, aggravated by the fact that it’s freaking summer and I’m not getting that much sleep.  So on weekends I try to get back on my sleep (or uber lack of it), which basically makes my body clock go haywire and by Monday I end up experiencing major backlashes again.  SO YEAH, DEATH TO THIS ROUTINE.  Good thing I’d soon be finishing.

So, that’d be all for now.  I’m getting hooked on American Idol lately, some musicals from outer space, Counter-Strike and Grand Theft Auto, and I just can’t let this summer pass without touching a grain of sand, feeling the sun on my skin and breathing in fresh, cold, flowery air.  So yeah, just guess where I’m headed.  Hopefully every plan this summer will push through.

How’s your summer so far?

The next several weeks are going to be hectic, in a word.  Haggard, if you may.  That’s the main reason why I haven’t been blogging lately.  And I can’t promise myself to blog often during those hectic days.  Oh well, that’s the life of a student.  Furthermore, my UP Planner has become my trusty chronicler lately, so whatever I want to say, I put there.

In any case, this serves as an advance warning for the coming whiplash.  See you after the long lull.  =)  Hope you’re still there.

So yeah, basically, once again, just like before, I bailed out on my blogging. Bleh. Hehe. I just couldn’t stand seeing that last entry over and over again for the past week so that basically pressured me to blog tonight. Haha. And what I’m gonna post isn’t very sensical, but a friend interviewed me about blogging for her Media Ethics class, and I’m posting my answers here. Yay, how fun! Now go read. (more…)

So yeah, since weekend wrap-ups, round-ups and syntheses are the latest fad online, I jump in the bandwagon and provide you with my own version of a weekend recap. And this being a personal blog, I intend to do this in the old-fashioned, journalese, web-log kind of way, the one we got used to when blogging was just in its nurturing stage.

To tell you honestly I missed blogging by just simply narrating what transpired in my day, so that’s why I’m doing this. I don’t know why I keep on trying to be profound in coming up with “articles” instead of just “entries” for this blog. So suffice to say, this segment will attempt to fill that void.

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As most of my Twitter followers know, I lost my precious wallet the night I went home from the Trinoma Bloggers’ Food Tour. Of course the apparent conclusion that the heavens have smitten me because of being such a glutton during the tour rang up. But no matter how I looked at it, I could not hide the frustration and, quite pathetically, the pain that something so precious to me got lost.

I don’t quite know what happened. I may have dropped it in the jeepney on the way home. It may have slipped out of my jeans’ back pocket. Somebody may have stolen it. I don’t know. What I do know is that it’s gone.

Of course, had this been any other precious thing, I wouldn’t sound this pathetic. It didn’t have that much money in it, just enough to make me survive for a day or two. It wasn’t such an expensive wallet either, it’s just a Girbaud synthetic leather wallet given to me by a dear friend around three or four years ago. (more…)

Sans the fireworks and firecrackers that marked the birth of a New Year past 12 midnight last night, it is now January 1, the first day of the year, and it is but apt to look ahead and explore the vast blank canvas we are once again tasked to paint with little colors of our lives.

But before proceeding with the future ahead of us (no matter how bright or dim it may be), it is also but apt to look back into the masterpiece we have painted the previous year–all the strokes, the dashes, the lights and the shadows, the uphills and downhills, the light and dark moments–they’re all worth reminiscing and worth learning from, especially because they will be pivotal in drawing the next future for us.

And as per tradition of my blogs for the past couple of years, I’ll have to name this year with something that describes its entirety. Last 2004 I named it The Year of Discovery, 2005 The Year of the Two, 2006 The Year of the Change. 2007, I believe, would be aptly named The Year of the Risk–for all the times I had to leave my comfort zone, for all the time I had to take on a challenge, for all the times I took a leap of faith (and times I fell, and times I rose from falling), and for all the times I took a chance… this year, it was definitely worth taking risks, for I’ve reaped many rewards because of it.

So come journey back with me and forever remember the significant moments of my life this year.

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It’s kind of ironic and fortunate at the same time that it comes raining down quite heavily right after Christmas Day.  But somehow it showed and reinforced how gloomy the atmosphere is.  Then again it’s the perfect atmosphere for me to write this Christmas post while sipping a hot Swiss Miss Choco sitting comfortably here at our dinner table, with “Ever Ever After” by Carrie Underwood playing in the background.  Somehow I’m imagining sitting in one of the couches and Starbucks, trying best as I could to drown out the noise and let the world hear my fingers speak.

So, popping the big question this time around, How did my Christmas go?  Surely it beats the other Christmases I’ve experienced, and for a number of reasons.  But I’d have to note that I really didn’t feel Christmas until a few hours before the clock struck twelve, as I’ve mentioned in my previous post.  There was not a deluge of text messages greeting me Merry Christmas unlike the previous years, but then I guess that’s an after-effect of the cruel system Globe imposes on its subscribers during this peak season.

But I’d also like to note how some other people didn’t feel the Christmas “spirit” as well.  I’ve been to several blogs saying the same things and asking the same questions I did.  Multiply blog posts consisted of people saying they didn’t feel the Christmas that much this year.  Is it the world?  Is it the Philippines?  Or is it just us getting older by the day, forgetting to “feel” Christmas because of all the realities we’ve come to deal with?  Quite honestly I grapple for an answer but couldn’t find one, so I guess I’ll just leave it at that.

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