tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-75473832011-12-18T13:43:30.297+08:00Let me clear the debris of info overload for you. All you need to know are the top three.Vanessahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09356580257006975506noreply@blogger.comBlogger321100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7547383.post-22504842340624820222010-06-22T19:14:00.002+08:002010-06-22T19:30:52.616+08:00

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Tuesdays are coding, so I usually hitch with my Dad in the morning.  During these car rides, as I maneuver through caloocan to ortigas, Dad likes to fill in the morning with either curses about Gloria... or wax poetic about his young policeman days. In the 80s, Dad was a fearless sergeant who chased crooks in Quiapo and other parts of Manila. This morning, he recounted how he got shot, and

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 Location: Typhoon Ondoy Victims, Pasig Evacuation Center @ ULTRAOctober 5, 2009Knowledge Channel Soup Kitchen  1) 95% of the kids and adults i saw don't have slippers 2) A lot of the kids are resilient. Staying at the evacuation center can be like a prolonged picnic..., with many new friends to make, and eating on the floor with a bigger family - about 3,000 members in the new family. 3)

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lessons i am learning recently: 1)  It will take time for parents to truly see the "adult" you I just had an awkward but honest conversation with my mom.  We are not the type of family that talks about thoughts and feelings, so those two minutes of talking felt like having constipation  -- its gruelling, but I'm glad for the release.  She doesn't approve of some of my life choices, but she

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Things I learned from UP1) Dogs, no matter how trained in the arts of nefarious plotting, will simper for a ball.2) Eager beaver scouts never give up. They sure come in handy when you are lost and alone in a rainforest.3) Discovering a lost paradise isn't the greatest adventure -- but doing mundane things with someone you love is.4) Missing someone who left leaves a blank space for you to

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I have avidly scoured blogs for a cozy place to stay in Tagaytay. I have been gambling on blog reviews lately. Sometimes trying out blog-recommended places turn disappointing, but sometimes I strike the goldmine.Several blogs point out to a small yet scenic place called Andanita Lakeview Hotel. It’s an Indian-Mediterranean “bed and breakfast” type with six themed rooms ranging from Spanish to

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Kung Fu Panda Movie Review"He was so deadly that his enemies would go blind from overexposure to PURE AWESOMENESS.There is no charge for awesomeness. Or attractiveness.It mattered not how many foes he faced; they were no match for his bodacity."From Kung Fu PandaOnly a few animated movies could make me watch twice. Kung Fu Panda gets in my list and shoves away Shrek.Plus Points:Stunning

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Sometimes it is a choice between doing what you like, and doing what you think people will like. I have never posted about American Idol in my whole bloggin history, cuz I didn't care much for it. But after watching filipina Ramiele Malubay getting in, i found my self watching almost the whole of season 7, right until it was a battle between David Archuleta and David Cook.Archuleta is candy sweet

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ANGST, REBELLION, ACTION!I wonder why some movie reviews have the need to re-tell the plot of the movie when they can go straight to whether they liked the film or not?Anyway, cutting to the chase, I liked the fifth Harry movie. Maybe because after the film Prisoner of Azkaban, I realized that I wasn't enjoying the films much because I kept comparing it to the book.Now that I have tried to watch

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Moriones masks displayed at the Boac Hotel, sold for Php 3,500 each. My first glimpes of Marinduque Momentary shade at the Torrijos beach Inside the caveLike travelling the esophagus of a giantDarkness coiling around my eyesightSo I beamSweaty me on the way to the Python Cave after 10 minutes of waiting for the jeep to move GRRRRRRR!!!! After one hour of waiting for the jeep to move. The jeep

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Goin thereJac Liner TerminalLRT BuendiaBeing the praning person I am, I was two hours early for the bus ride. Cuz it’s first come first serve basis, so I want to make sure I have a seat. The bus arrived 8:30pm, and we left round 9:20pm. That’s worth Php 550 (manila to Boac, Marinduque). A scrawny teenage boy sat beside me. I was thankful I purchased a malong which became my blanket, dressing room

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(I wrote this in my other blog two years ago, a great reminder for me)There’s this shrunken old woman who’s always stationed in front of our office building. Her hair is yellowish-white – the same color as her ancient teeth, and she wears this weary expression that makes my heart droop in pity. She’s old, yes, but she is always out there in the EDSA fog selling candies and smokes. Shouldn’t she

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thank you Ces for my LEAP wallpaper. Me likey!:) happy happy joy joy

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I love the 80's! The bangs standing up courtesy of the spray net, the happy tunes free of angst, the electronic keyboard trip... and most of all the funny dance moves.So when I watched the movie "Music and Lyrics" which opened with this hilarious parody of an 80s MTV, I knew I had to put it in my blog to cheer me up.That's Hugh Grant who plays Alex Fletcher, a happy 80s rockstar has been. He did

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Sigh. This LEAP video captured perfectly how special I felt during my Leap graduation night. This is a great reminder, to move forward with character and courage.I am beautiful. I am great. I am loved. I am love.I am complete.I SURRENDER!(kudos to Coach Adelle for the this video)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JyrM9riUY7YThe LEAP Song: REACH by Gloria EstefanSome dreams live on in time

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There is living and there is lifing (pronounced as Life-ing).. i like inventing words of my own, perhaps just for the joy of creating something new.. or maybe because a part of me wants to defy the laws of grammar and syntax.I had two full weeks of work, and more importantly, play.Last January 6, 2007 I went with friends (Rhea and Ces) to the La Mesa Ecopark.The purple bike I rode cost P70 an

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The universe is designed in such a way that layers will either hide, or reflect, the core.When I was in elementary school, I liked drawing the layers of the earth and would pay special attention to the core. It reminded me of an avocado seed peeking out from the fleshy layers of the sliced fruit. Ofcourse later on I learned that the inner core was made of the densest most solid iron and the outer

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LEAP: Love, Excellence, Abundance, PowerI just graduated from this life seminar called LEAP last December 16-17, 2006. LEAP is the seven week program wherein i went through modules that required physical as well as emotional involvement to help me realize my dreams...Some had money goals of earning 1 million pesos, some set up their own foundations or enterprises. I completed a draft of my modern

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I am a hot babe.Even though I'm claiming it, there are some cringing embarrassment at the periphery but i choose to ignore it.. because it is more fun being a hot babe than being a beautiful person who is blind to her own greatness..This life seminar i am taking called LEAP is helping me bring out the me I've always wanted to be. I feel so happy and blessed to be re-discovering and reclaiming

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I have just let go of someone special.. and this story by Murakami disturbed me.. On Seeing the 100% Perfect Girl One Beautiful April Morningby Haruki Murakami One beautiful April morning, on a narrow side street in Tokyo's fashionable Harujuku neighborhood, I walked past the 100% perfect girl. Tell you the truth, she's not that good-looking. She doesn't stand out in any way. Her

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Cute names are usually four-lettered. Take for example.. Narf.. Nerd.. Herd... Bleh...For those of you who haven't watched M. Night Shyamalan's "Lady in the Water" I suggest you watch it, especially if you are into modern fairy tales involving a water nymph awakening the writers, gilders, and guardians in ordinary people.The message of the movie for me is how people come to realize their life

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Bakit nga ba?Just when I thought I'm done with our magazine report, the press coordinator says we need to add one more page. And then later on, she calls to say we need two more.. what the f???! And so I go to the pre-press house, sat down with the lay-out artist to make those magic pages, then after the final page count we realize we didn't need to add any more pages after all since the final

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Just last week several long lost friends of yore have set up a get together with me, but in one way or another, be it the raging storm or the sudden all-nighter in the publishing house.. those get together I longed for were all cancelled. Partly because I let it, but mostly the conflicting schedules bites.One talkative officemate says that when she isn't able to talk to someone for eight straight

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To the 30,000 people who squeezed in around the perimeter of Ultra (now Phil. Sports Arena), this steel gate was the gateway to money and prizes worth 2 Million Pesos. Little did they know that for 74 of them, this gate will be their portal to a crushing death.The stench of a cooped-up and people-crowded place (think Quiapo underpass) was still in the air when I went to Ultra last Monday (

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Yesterday I watched in DVD “Just Like Heaven” and “50 First Dates.” Both main characters were in a car accident before they met their “destined” partner. I guess for a love story to be worth making a film for, you have fill the story with every single scenario why the couple couldn’t be together – she’s in a coma, he’s alive; she has short-term memory, he wants to have a long term relationship

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Take away the struggles of trying to learn new spells to get through the tournament, and the forboding sense that Voldemort is getting stronger and that a Death Eater is inside Hogwarts, and that Harry is once again shoved into a situation he didn't want to happen but now he has to slay dragons for it.. then you have the Goblet of Fire the movie which was all about the game of the Tri-wizard

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I like Blogger more than Livejournal. First I don't need photo hosting to put cute pictures like this<===I have a lot of papers I fail to throw out. I've been with more than 5 companies and my room still has files and folders from all of them. I should throw them out someday. I can't be stuck with ghosts of past works.Oh, I like blogger more because I dont have to memorize all the useless HTML

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I recently had chamomile tea with a couple of fellow writers who, like me, are working in a job away from writing. We agreed that the only time we got to write creatively anymore is through the blog. Otherwise, it is only memos, technical reports, mundance correspondences.I have to make a buck (or in my case, a peso) and delegate my creative pursuits for saturday. But my saturdays are devoted to

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Miniscule. No matter how hard you try, no matter how many lives you had the unfortunate opportunity of ruining...you are nothing but an ant scurrying across the expanse of the universe.The Creator made giants out of trees. Our pathetic skyscrapers are nothing in comparison to the magnificence of trees that will certainly outlast buildings, if we don't cut it, that is. I think the Supreme Being

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ever get the feeling htat you have lain in your bed the whole night without really sleeping at all? i remember tossing and turning, thinking about the three year report im supposed to hand in, what chapters needs to be rewritten, people i need to call. so first thing in the morning, i barely notice the birds chirping on my windowsill, or the rice coffee in my mug, or the dry vienna sausage

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theres nothing more conforming than mondays. Mondays are silver handcuffs with key holes the size of a pin cushioned in your mouth. In willful disregard of the rush of feet towards offices and schools, I ploughed towards the opposite direction while they run towards confined spaces of neat little cubicles, desks, chalk powder, xerox machine, computer monitors staring, i skated towrds couches

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