I don't understand why people insist on going out of Manila at this time...though it is exactly for these same folks going out that I get to enjoy being left here when there's no traffic,no noisy vendors and no commuters jostling each other. I imagine that Manila during the Holy Week was like the 60s when the city's population didn't yet balloon to millions and the local transportation office didn't yet give permits to every pesky jeepney and tricycle that applied to run the block. This is exactly what I wish the city to be, less of course the dirt, the pollution and ... Continue Reading...
Part 1: TV, Part II: TV, Part III: Game Boy, Part IV: Game Boy…
My apologies for the long title :P Am just sharing what my son uttered to me when I asked him how his day was... Looks like a loooooong summer indeed! ... Continue Reading...
Back in the groove…almost
My apologies for a lack of post lately. Been very busy with my half-sordid, half-cluttered life. Some of my friends can almost believe that I court disaster like honey attracts the bees, my name might as well be "Calamity Ajay." :P Here's the rap sheet: - some mean intruders barged into our apartment one early morning and took with them our living room TV, DVD player and my computer's CPU. In its wake, a friend can only comment: "Ang malas mo naman!" (translated into: "how unlucky you are..) While my son mourned the loss of our almost 10-year old TV which he ... Continue Reading...
What I want for my xx birthday
It's almost the end of the month, the time of the year when there's the urge to deny my failures, my blunders, my inconsistencies, and my real age (hehe);when hope springs eternal and I once again make resolutions (because after all, it costs nothing to make one) and I believe against belief, hope against hope, in the crap friends tell me that like wine, I am getting better (not bitter) with age. Yes, it also costs me nothing to believe in this crap, as well as the time-worn cliche that age is a state of mind. Because age is a state of mind, I will believe that I will ... Continue Reading...
I got short hair…how liberating
MeMeMe Hexcuse me, this is a rather narcissistic post and I hate talking about myself. But for a lack of an appropriate blog topic and the fact that nobody seems to have noticed (heheh), allow me to embark on a supercalifragilistic post on why I decided to cut my hair short one day and out of the blue. Needless to say, this decision has liberated me. I figured that most women I know grew their hair long to please their partners or attract the opposite sex. Some friends I know would never - for the life of 'em - chop their mane without consulting The Husband ... Continue Reading...
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