Wait for me, Baguio

For some resons, parang tao yung Baguio no?
Kailangan akong intayin.

Whoa. Just finished packing. I can't actually wait for tomorrow. It's been quite awhile since I last went there.

But tomorrow my friends and I will sure kick ass in Baguio.
How? Uhm, I'm still not sure. haha

*Contents of Jen's suitcase:

1. a denim jacket (I get cold really easily)
2. a white cotton jacket (If someone stole my denim one, I'll have an extra)
3. my new DKNY sweatshirt (yeah, new.)
4. tees, jeans and bermudas
5. flip-flops
6. heater (in case the hostel's heater broke, I wouldn't die)
7. The 2001 Likhaan Book of Fiction and Poetry (The perfect time to read this is when I'm sipping some hot coffee by the porch, overlooking the pines)
8. some papers and pens ( I was planning to do the MP10) project there)
9. mp3 player (thanks Maia, for putting songs on it)
10.my planner and organizer
11. extra blanket
12. Chay (my turtle/alligator/penguin stuff toy named after my Mom)
13. toiletries and cosmetics

Whew! That's it. I guess, packing can be a bit tiring.
Oops, Gotta go. Have a seminar to attend and a poetry reading to organize!
Ciao.

a dash of dream, a pinch of patience

I love cooking.
Or I will love to learn this art. That's better.

To be honest, I'm actually in love with the smell of different spices and ingredients when they got mixed together. I adore the aroma of fresh meat (Ugh, for some), sliced veggies (Blech, for my veggie-hating cousins) and of course, sauteed garlic and onion. And lastly, I enjoy putting the cooked food on some dainty china ware and place them on the dining table with that look of approval from the guests.
Wow. That's an art. An obra maestra.

I wish I'm a great cook. I really long to be one.

You see, I came from a family of great cooks.
According to my clan history, my great, great, great grandfather was a chief baker and so was his wife. My grandpa, a certified Kapampangan, can make the perfect Hamonado and the town's most delectable leche flan in a flash. My grandma and her mother are both great chefs during their adulthood. My Mom cooks sumptuous Japanese dishes (my favorite) like she's been doing it since birth. While Tita Beth, my youngest aunt can actually do all sorts of dishes. From Chinese to Indian, from Kare-kare (another favorite) to Cordon bleus.

But it seemed that my roots forgot to pass the "legendary skill" on me.
Hey, don't look at me in that way. I know naman how to cook kahit papaano.
Just you know, the basic frying and baking.
Besides that, I'm history.
I didn't even know how to cook sinigang. Tsk,tsk,tsk. What a pity.

And so, I made a promise to myself.

Every weekend when I'm in Baliuag, I'll cook.
I'll practice the art little by little.
I know I wouldn't learn how to cook like a pro overnight so gradually, I'll do it.

And that sinigang, I swear, it'll be next week's assignment.

February 14
Happy Valentine's Day..I'm single, so what?

I have to admit that I was actually grinning when I woke up.
Not because it was Valentine's and I'm expecting for a "special someone" at my door with a huge bouquet of flowers, waiting for me to wake up,
(though I did receive some "worth the blush text messages")
but I was happy. Last Monday, TOOcool gang decided to watch concert at the UP sunken garden for our Valentine's date. It was our way to be happy and not be envious of the sappy couples that will be around us that day.
But the moment I enter our classroom,
It went ugly.
That Monday too, we've decided to wear something red today. However, to my dismay, only three of us succumbed to that plan.
I said,"'di ba, red?" and my friends started explaining their reasons for wearing black, purple and fuschia.
I knew getting infuriated was too much, I mean, this is so shallow but I really felt bad that time. Can't help it.I feel so rotten.
I hate it when people, especially those I love break their words.

It was really hard to fake a smile whenever some of them ask me,
"Uy, okay ka lang ba?" and "Galit ka ba?".It was really difficult especially when Alvin was cracking jokes all the while on our way to Mang Jimmy's for lunch.
Thank God, I had my shades on. I swear, naluluha na ko sa kapipigil ng tawa.

(For a change, let's add some photos dito sa blog ko. Hindi puro nalang words,words at words.)

*Here's a pic sa classroon namin. See, I looked happy. "di masyadong halatang galit ako."

* This one is taken sa Mang Jimmy's. Again, I looked happy.


However, by 2 o'clock, I think I failed. I realized that yep, I was angry but those people who are so "pasaway" that they wear purple and black when said wear red are my friends. I guess, I love them. And it's hard for me to actually ignore them.

By four pm, we were acting like little rascals.
nakalimutang may nangyari kanina
This how wacky we have celebrated the Heart's Day.
*This is Maia, pretending she's in Baguio

* This is my twin, the uhm, mineral water model.

*Presenting the gang, the wacky/pasaway/weird/ but COOL gang in their insane shots.

* the little girl is Aica, Brin's new found love

*Foot loose


Happy Valentine's day, everyone.
To those who are in love, good for you.
To those who are still looking for someone to love, good luck.
To all of us, spread the love!!!

*To my family, old friends, SOLID 6, Teacher Mila, and to the guy I once love,

POST-less

Yep. I'm really post-less.
Not that nothing special/worth sharing/exciting happened for the past week.
Actually, a lot happened yesterday. However, the pics weren't uploaded yet so, I guess, I have to wait.
Oh well, siguro random thoughts na lang muna.

I thank Maia, Anna, Joanne and Rayka for that wonderful malling we had just a few hours ago. I know you guys are a bit sad because our attempt to ice-skate failed. But I promise, we'll try it again.

My greatest thanks to Joanne again for that sleep over. It was my pleasure to have you in my place. And of course, I'll never forget that "worth the blush" moment sa jeepney.

Kudos! to the whole UPJC gang. The photoshoot was beyod amazing. Wonderful make-up, Dano! Ate Anna, you're really, really cool. I swear, if I'll have one peso for every smile and laughter you gave me, naku, mayaman na ko talaga.

Right now, yes, at this moment, I can't wait to see the pictures from the shoot because I'm soo excited to show them to my friends.

Okay, yun lang.
Post-less pa ko ng lagay na 'to ha.

Of Love and Changes

They say it's the Grandest thing...
February 01

I was sprawled on the floor at 7 pm and is having a one-on-one meeting with my Kas1 readings when across me, Ate Cats suddenly turned her CD player on, picked a suspiciously-looking CD then shrugged.
I was on the verge of memorizing the Philippine map when the song playing caught my attention.

BOTH SIDES NOW
Joni Mitchell

Rows and floes of angel hair
And ice cream castles in the air
And feather canyons ev’rywhere
I’ve looked at clouds that way

But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on ev’ryone
So many things I would have done
But clouds got in my way
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It’s cloud illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all

Moons and junes and ferris wheels
The dizzy dancing way you feel
As ev’ry fairy tale comes real
I’ve looked at love that way

But now it’s just another show
You leave ’em laughing when you go
And if you care, don’t let them know
Don’t give yourself away

I’ve looked at love from both sides now
From give and take, and still somehow
It’s love’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know love at all

Tears and fears and feeling proud
To say I love you right out loud
Dreams and schemes and circus crowds
I’ve looked at life that way

But now old friends are acting strange
They shake their heads, they say I’ve changed
Well something’s lost, but something’s gained
In living ev’ry day

I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From win and lose and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all
I’ve looked at life from both sides now
From up and down, and still somehow
It’s life’s illusions I recall
I really don’t know life at all

It was from the film "Love Actually" played when Emma Thompson was controlling herself from hysterically crying after she found out that the necklace her husband bought isn't for her. That's one of my favorite parts. Not all wives are like that.
Not showing the bitterness they feel so their kids won't worry for them.

The song, obviously is a song of heartbreak. A song of a person who first thought that love is the coolest feeling in this world. True. But not at all times.
One should be looking at both sides of it.
Its give's and takes's, its pain and pleasure.
After all, nobody wants to wound up getting hurt.

January 30
No more Mr. funny guy

At 10:30 am, I found myself doodling on my ultra big scratch paper(courtesy of Ate Mara) on Nat Sci 2 class. ON CLASS!-while the professor is actually talking about ribosomesoriginoflifechemthingwharver. I was alarmed. I mean , I don't do that in class. Yeah, call me nerdy. Call me a geek.

You see, we are supposed to have two professors in this class. One for Geology, one for Biology. The first half of the sem goes to Sir David, the ultra cool-uber-funny-
guy who never fails to crack some corny jokes that send all of his students rolling on the floor. And today, unfortunately, we have to end Geology and head right away to Bio.

The new professor is fine. She looked really sleek and professional. Mga nasa early 40's siguro. But unlike Sir David, the new professor seems really serious. Nothing bad about it kaya lang, parang my classmates and I are so used to having a fun and carefree teacher that today, We're sorry but I guess we can't help it, 3/4 of the class have already gone to Slumber Land. If not, some of us are whispering to each other, daydeaming, reviewing for the next subject or doodling.

I guess, the "oh-so-jolly" times are gone. I think I should deal with this na lang.
Tsaka, malay natin, after a couple of meetings, our new prof would loosen up a bit.

(Sigh...)