Saturday, December 24, 2005

A Blessed Christmas To Everyone

Christmas Eve '05 finds me thinking about my past Christmases. I have a lot of things to be grateful for - my immediate family is still complete and both sets of grandparents are still alive (Thank you Lord.) I don't know why, but this Christmas will probably the most meaningful yet so far. It is not just marked with gifts, with many noisy get togethers (because it is) but this time I feel and know that there's an underlying happiness in me that runs so deep, and no words would do it justice. I feel and know I am loved by the people who I love most, and even if there's just one person missing in my life, it's okay. He's just gonna be the icing if ever.

Here's a song that I always, always sing every Christmas starting from my freshman year in college. And it pretty much says what I really want for Christmas, so if you can do at least one of the things mentioned in the song, please tell me, ok? =)

Law! I want, no, command you to demand my Christmas gift to you in the soonest possible time! Alam mo na yun, hahahah! I'm so happy!

If anyone wants some information on Gawad Kalinga, please contact me and I'll gladly bring you to its best coordinator/team leader, Lawrence! See you one Saturday!


My Grown Up Christmas List

Do you remember me
I sat upon your knee
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies

Well, I'm all grown up now
And still need help somehow
I'm not a child
But my heart still can dream

So here's my lifelong wish
My grown up christmas list
Not for myself
But for a world in need

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

May kindness rule our lives
Not just the strong survive
Sweet tears for all the thousand years gone by
This is the world I pray
We will all share someday
Help me begin by reaching out my hand

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(This part is from Kelly Clarkson's version)
As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree

Well heaven only knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul
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No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end
This is my grown up christmas list

What is this illusion called the innocence of youth
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth
(there'd be)

No more lives torn apart
That wars would never start
And time would heal all hearts
And everyone would have a friend
And right would always win
And love would never end, oh
This is my grown up christmas list

This is my grown up christmas list


Have a very blessed and meaningful Christmas everyone!

Thursday, December 15, 2005

Of Shellfish and Cheesy Novels

Hikaru, Ash and I were having lunch the other day, and I told them how ashamed they'd be of me if they were to see how I eat my shellfish at home. Ashamed, because even if I know how to shell shrimps and crabs, I'd always have one of our househelps do it for me, even with guests around, because I'm far too lazy to do so. (But it's only in our house that I do this, ok?)

Hikaru related how she and her ex-boyfriend would argue over meals, since her ex doesn't know how to shell shrimps and crabs and she'd always end up doing it for him all the time. Thus, she cannot eat immediately and that irritated her to no end. Ash, on the other hand, was the one who can't shell crabs (she could do shrimps, though) and in her previous relationship her ex patiently shelled the crabs for her. Problem was, she can eat the crab meat faster than her ex could shell it, so his one-liner was always "o, dahan-dahan naman..."

Not to be outdone, I quipped, "Wala kayo sa ex ko..." after which the three of us erupted into giggles. "Hindi pa siya nagbabalat ng hipon or ng crab para sa akin kasi wala pa siya..." I continued, high-fiving Hikaru across the table. Aaaahhh, the joys of being a member of the SSB Ü


Ukay? Ukay!

Today was the first day of the ukay-ukay at the canteen of the Head Office. I bought three uh, novels by uhm...Barbara Cartland for just Php 20. For those of you who don't know, Barbara Cartland was the predecessor of historical romance (read: cheesy) novel writers like Sandra Brown, Judith McNaught and Shirlee Busbee. The books were printed in 1974, making them older than I am. Yes, I read those kinds of novels wherein the leading men knew how to treat women RIGHT. Just the right amount of Manliness, Possessiveness and Tenderness...sigh... (hahaha I can see Hikaru cackling evilly at the background. I'm such a sap.) Which of course, I think, frustrated me to no end since all the leading men portrayed in those novels don't exist. (Maybe I really should settle for an Imaginary Boyfriend. Or those Genetically Engineered men Hikaru mentioned in her blog.)

Ash, surprisingly, shared my love of the novels written by the best writer of romance novels (ugh cringe cringe even though I love the books), Judith McNaught. My favorite is Once and Always, then Whitney, My Love. Ok, I can hear my guy friends screaming "Yuckkkkk!" in their college-boy accent from the school on The Hill in the background. Ha, they'd never guess in a million years that I looooove that kind of sap. Hehehe. And, oh guys, these novels were the ones that educated me on what happens when a man and a woman, uh...get intimate. I started to figure that out on my junior year in high school when I started reading the stuff. Wahahahahaha. So it's really been an educational experience for me =P all the breathless panting, moans and groans (oh dear, I can see Law and Jayvee having nosebleeds now.) Bad, bad Tabachoy! Hahahahahahahaha!

Sunday, December 11, 2005

I Love This Song

Lay Your Hands
- Simon Webbe

Sometimes life can be a burden
Tryin' to stay one step ahead
I feel the world upon my shoulder each time
I'm standing out on the edge
And my hopes have all deserted me
Like they washed away in the sand
And it's hurting my pride
Tryin' to survive
But I know I stand a chance

When you lay your hands
Oh yeah
'Coz it's the only thing I have that still makes sense

(Oh baby, when I'm calling out)
Give me love and affection,
Keep telling me, show me the way.
(Oh, if you see me falling down)
Lift me up from the shadows
Will you take me away to a better place?
(And when I'm in my darkest hour)
You're by my side, to turn the tide,
Until the suffering fades.
When life is getting me down,
getting me down, I'm close to defeat,
Come and lay ur hands on me.

Feel this road is getting longer now
And i'm too far away from home
Still I gotta keep on moving on
But I can't do it on my own
Baby keep my head above water
Help me swim for my life
'Coz the game is getting harder
The strain is gettin stronger
And I can only face the fight

When you lay your hands
Oh yeah
'Coz it's the only thing I have that still makes sense

(Oh baby, when I'm calling out)
Give me love and affection,
Keep telling me, show me the way.
(Oh, if you see me falling down)
Lift me up from the shadows
Will you take me away to a better place?
(And when I'm in my darkest hour)
You're by my side, to turn the tide,
Until the suffering fades.
When life is getting me down,
getting me down, i'm close to defeat,
Come and lay ur hands on me..

'Til I'm healed again,
Rediscovered my strengths,
Those bitter blues are gone...
Oh, gone...

(Oh baby, when I'm calling out)
Give me love and affection,
Keep telling me, show me the way.
(Oh, if you see me falling down)
Lift me up from the shadows
Will you take me away to a better place?
(And when I'm in my darkest hour)
You're by my side, to turn the tide,
Until the suffering fades.
When life is getting me down,
getting me down, i'm close to defeat,
Come and lay ur hands on me.
Come and lay your hands on me.


It makes me feel wanted and needed. *blush* =)

Sunday, December 04, 2005

Don't Cha

We had our annual bankwide Christmas party last night and it was so awesome! The venue was really tight but ‘twas alright. What made the night even more memorable was that our team (THE Red Team) won all the competitions! The fashion show, the Php 50,000 grand prize and the dance competition: all of which the first place were taken home by us.

I was especially proud of the dance we did. I was part of the team who seriously kicked ass on stage! Our dance number was a (very naughty) jazz rendition of the song “Don’t Cha” (Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was hot like me!) The whole crowd (not just the Red Team) was screaming so loud, it continously pumped adrenalin through my body all throughout the dance. We looked like hookers, man! (Read: fishnet stockings, booty shorts, metal chains, false eyelashes and scraps of cloth for tops. Beat that!) I saw all of our bosses (both male and female alike) hooting and cheering for us! It was great! Our team moved as one. Sabay sabay, pulidong-pulido yung moves namin! We were oozing sex appeal on stage. Hanep, promise!


Don't cha just wish your girlfriend looks hot like we do!


Oli, Jen and Moi


After we changed back