Wednesday, December 31, 2008




Tuesday, December 30, 2008


I just finished working my through this album in multiply. I just got the photos that my dad took a few hours ago. 

Here are some of the photos. Imagine seeing them up close.


I wrote about Christmas Day in Quezon (entitled: UNTITLED). I didn't have the photos with me before. I uploaded them now for everyone to see. Nakakaiyak.

It's in my facebook, so no worries about having to reveal your identity in viewing. I just want you to see. CLICK HERE.

Sunday, December 28, 2008


Ib and I were supposed to hang out with Franco and JB at Four by Force, which is a cool place to drink and chill with friends, by the way (located at Granada St. (?), near the parols). I don't mean to rub this "een", Ib, if ever you're reading this. She lost her wallet with 5,000 in it. I just travelled to Marikina (with Tatang, of course). Fun night with the Badet. Just get ready for the emotional blog entry in the latter part, I am just thankful for our friendship. BADET FOREVER.

Marcos Highway seems never ending, especially on the way back to my place. Christmas lights along the way were only but a few. Does that symbolize how lonesome people are this Christmas, especially all the single ladies? (Put a ring on it). WEH.


Don't rub it "een". Never mind the people who forget about the past. It is an act of cowardice, these people would only get items on sale in a super market, like canned goods. People who choose to do otherwise will get good stuff in Bergdorf's and Barney's.

Here's another thought.

When people say, "we know each other all too well"... Does it mean knowing each other really well or just choosing to believe that you actually know each other. It's a battle between knowing each other in moments of hue and beyond that.

All these are what we talked about. Sort of a sum-up.


Saturday, December 27, 2008


On Christmas Eve, the whole family feasted on food that could last us for a week and handed out gifts wrapped in pretty gift wrapping paper. There were no carolers outside, considering it was 12 midnight but we could hear the children lining up.

Christmas in Mauban will always and forever be FUN, plus some other MIXED EMOTIONS to complete the baggage. Since 1988, the Lim family has been giving a one-time dole outs to people who are not so blessed in life. An apple, an ABL shipping shirt, and money (they started with P10 in 1988 and escalated—a new word in my vocab, I intend to use this in everyday conversations, get ready IPE!—to P50 this year). Almost 2,600 people—children, grandparents, and parents, lined up outside our house this year for toys, old clothes and toys, an apple, P50, an ABL (credit: Albert B. Lim, my Kong-kong) shipping or a Skippy shirt for the little ones, which is truly bongga (the Skippy shirts, I mean)! Kidding aside, these kids will work their way through the crowd, fight danger even—climbing up the pointed rails of our home in sheer desperation just to get what, fifty-bucks. While I was busy, giving plastics to the kids whose smell I wouldn’t usually let pass (thanks to my colds, I got absolved from it, but that’s not my point), it got me thinking how much pride parents, especially fathers would have to put down while watching their hopeful children accept these things, when in truth, (or just what I know of) they should be the one providing these things. I mean, in the world that I know, or choose to know, these are just things that are handed to us, these things are complained about, “just 50 pesos? Anong bibilin ko, candy?” or “ayoko yan, hindi branded!”

Reality bites. Hard. And as much of a cliché the saying is, it is true. Go to Mauban on holidays. Hear the children cry in agony because others are stepping on their feet. See the grandparents faint because of the stampede that the children caused.

The gates do not open until 8:00 am.

Saturday, December 20, 2008


The best Christmas Party ever! People were down with alcohol--thanks to Sober Club. Thank you, one and all. I love you! (Photo credit: Original photos form Shao and the doodles are by me using Apple's Paintbrush)


Wear me with attitude, one that will last 'til next season. I am vintage, for a lifetime and beyond.

But sometimes, we need a time out. Just don't treat me like a worn-out overalls you use when painting the roof, one that you take out of your attic once a year.

Wednesday, December 17, 2008


Yes, I wanna pack up and go (not Hanson's Get Up and Go). I've no inkling as to what holds this packing and leaving bonanza, but all I know is I want my own apartment and have a hot roommate. Okay, STOP.

Happy Holidays, everyone! Have you gone Christmas shopping already? I know I did. And more? Sure.

BC Christmas party later. 


Senseless. My deepest apologies.

Wednesday, December 10, 2008


Gorgeous dress by Shai Dela Merced. The next big thing, as Karryl puts it. This was shot in DLS-CSB, S.D.A. Building. Good thing we had a free cut in IPE!

Friday, December 05, 2008


I think it's the first time, at least this sem, that I slept at 11:00pm and woke up at EXACTLY 4:20 am by 3 alarm clocks, which I thought was impossible for me to do. I've never woken up by an alarm clock EVER. So, it's a first, literally. Okay, I have to read.