Godchildren

I just realized that in a span of 18 years, I have already acquired 19 godchildren. Averaging 1 godchild a year must be quite a feat, considering I’m not a politician.

1. Tetet
2. Kirby
3. Jolas
4. Angela
5. Noning
6. Diether
7. Xyxy
8. Maica
9. Dominic
10. Julia
11. Denden
12. Janray
13. Liam
14. Cassandra
15. Daniel
16. Moymoy
17. Rubie
18. Fifi
19. Xanti

Advanced merry christmas to all of you!

Assuming?

During my last job interview, the ex-future boss curiously asked what my zodiac sign was. I promptly replied with “Leo” and he excitedly said in the vernacular “Ayay, hait!” and we had a good laugh at it. Yet he never called back. Was I taken in for another good time? I have been in this particular situation exactly 3 years ago and I seem to be taken in for another ride this time. Sad. People say awful stuff usually come in threes. Well if they’re really true, oh please let the 3rd one come quick so I can finally find or settle with a decent (and permanent) job soon.

World Teachers' Day

Just so I won’t forget them, these are the teachers I have spent half my life with:

Sr. Lina
Sr. Mary Jean
Mdm. Erguero
Mdm. Lim
Ms. Aris
Ms. Sanchez
Mdm. Estillore
Ms. Serquiña
Mrs. Legaspi
Ms. Agasid
Ms. Tiempo
Sr. Doria
Teacher Noble
Teacher Obed
Ms. Cubillas
Ms. Basilgo
Mdm. Paras
Mdm. Daiz
Ms. Famador
Ms. D. Perez
Ms. Alcantara
Ms. Ang
Ms. Imbong
Ms. Villacrucis
Ms. Ranile
Ms. Mahinay
Ms. Bongo
Brod. Alex
Ms. Salvacion
Sr. Gemma
Ms. B. Perez
Mr. Tamayo
Sirmund
JV Villacin
History and Philosophy Professor ?
Mrs. Yap
Mdm. Cabanda
Ms. Bartolo
Karl Roque
Biko
Ms. Generalao
Dr. Vaño
Mr. Mayo
Mdm. Bañez
Mrs. Ramirez
Mdm. Lastimosa
Mrs. Etemadi – my favorite
Ms. Kangleon
Mrs. Manuel
Prof. Gotiangco
Dr. Jadloc

Apologies to the rest of you whom I could no longer recall. Nevertheless, thank you for molding me into what I have become today.

Happy Teachers' Day!

Anonymous

With my random thoughts hardly seeing print these days, I have indolently been posting stuff from my long-abandoned Tumblr account directly into my FB account, which promptly alarms my blog’s one and only follower (generically named Anonymous) who immediately texts me the moment she feels being left out from my blog’s updates!

Thank you Lord for people (or just one person, at least) like my good friend Anonymous who diligently takes time to scan my written thoughts every now and then. How I wish this head can finally come up with something, or anything at all, to write about you. Or your trees, perhaps?

Life is a Verb

Walk. Alone and away.
Laugh. Really, really hard.
Run. Chased dragonflies in 4th grade.
Work. 19 years.
Read. @ 5 years old.
Swim. 20-something feet, deep seas of Olango, sans life vest!
Listen. EBTG's Rollercoaster over and over again.
Learn. How to drive.
Travel. Leaves me sleepless in excitement.
Jog. UP Jogathon.
Love. Love, love, love!
Pray. When things are just so hard to take.
Cook. Even hot water gets burnt!
Plan. Hate being asked what my plans are. Do I look like a freakin' garden?
Dream. Most nights.
Do. Beating deadlines.
Enjoy. Dipping in the beach.
Teach. Was once an Art tutor. Ha!
Grow. Fingernails. On a weekly basis.
Eat. 3 times a day or more.
Plant. Your own garden and decorate your soul, instead of waiting for someone to give you flowers.
Make. Love not war.
Nurture. Cherish.
Sing. To my heart's desire.
Write. When thoughts flow out.
Play. To kill time.
Create. Something worthwhile.
Celebrate. Small things.
Smile. When the paycheck comes on time.
Climb. Mt. Tapyas' 700+ steps.
Row. To paddle or to line up?
Sip. Sweet brewed coffee.
Craft. SuperCat.
Nourish. Feed the hungry.
Add. Calculator please!
Use. Tinker me please, says my D5000.
Fix. Arrange me please, says my room.
Call. When the bill’s not overdue.
Hug. Atom hugs me!
Imagine. Till you drool.
Look. Before crossing the street.
Be. Kind for everyone is fighting a hard battle.
Daydream. Dream on.
Feel. The rain.
Taste. Ate durian just for the heck of it and found it, well, overrated.
Give. Sure!
Prove. No need.
Grow. My own jackfruit tree.
Get. I don’t care how you get here, just get here quick!
Accept. It’s always either the sweetest or the hardest part.
Become. Just what I have imagined to become.
Cheer. For every goal the Azkals make.
Design. As the need arises.
Do. Again?
Breathe. All the time.
Draw. Pretend.
Build. Relationships.
Know. Bike.
Juggle. ATM cards.
Increase. Lose weight.
Let. Me Be The One by Mathew Sweet.
Move. Read it as “mo-vie” in 1st grade.
Think. Out of the Box.
Relax. Frankie Goes to Hollywood.
Shoot. Loved the feeling but don't feel like doing it again. Ever.
Share. Even the last piece.
Risk. Dare me not.
Succeed. To the next level.
Win. End of the battle.
Uphold. Keep up!
Wonder. ???
Connect. Once in a while.
Attract. Takes time.
Surprise. !!!
Battle. If it’s worth it.
Believe. Yeah, I do.
Dance. Wish I could moonwalk.
Dare. Too cold to be challenged.
Reserve. More like it.
Go. I would, if I can.
Greet. With a smile.
Hop. Feeling giddy.
Lead. Who’s in charge?
Follow. After you.
Prepare. When you’re prepared, you get lucky.
Protect. Bahala na si Batman.
Talk. When I feel like it.
Wait. Half my life.
Hold. My breath while I put an end to this.

Poor Shamcey

Some people's idea of winning doesn't seem to be such a winner at all.

After successfully placing 3rd runner up in the world’s most prestigious beauty (and brains) pageant, this is how a local paper present the country’s currently most beautiful lady.

How sad.

Daily Amusing Facts: Half-py Birthday!

My cousin’s ever dependable yaya have spent the first half of her life celebrating her birthdays every June 12th. On her 25th year, she claimed her baptismal certificate and only then did she find out that her original birth date was actually June 19!