Thursday, March 31, 2011

Couldn't be any TRUER.

Dear Juliet,

Para makabawi sa previous nega entry ko, let me show you a new video by Mikey Bustos about the Filipino CR. This is really funny and full of truisms!


Stuff that I found interesting in this video:

1. Sarsi Cola. Haha. I bet the rich kids of today don't know Sarsi. Meron pa kayang Sarsi Cola sa ating mga sarisari stores?

2. All You Can Eat is not really Filipino. We Filipinos usually say "Eat All You Can." We had a short discussion in class about the difference between the two phrases. My prof wasn't able to tell which one is more correct, but she agreed with me when I said that "Eat All You Can" is more inviting as compared with "All You Can Eat."

3. Good morning maam/sir is definitely Filipino. I don't know how I should react when sales peeps greet me that way.

4. Whitening creams and soap. LoL! I once tried a papaya soap. I can't say it worked though. Now, I'm no longer too conscious of my skin tone. I mean, ang ganda ko na kaya as a kayumanggi. Baka sumobra na ang kagandahan ko kapag pumuti pa ako. ROFL!

5. Greenhills. He probably hasn't heard of or gone to Divisoria. Haha! Quite sosyal ha!

6. Plucking off gray hair. Haha. My mom used to ask me to do this when I was little. Now, di na nya kami ma-uto ng kapatid ko ;p

7.Water from Narnia. Parang death by Titanic. Malamig sisig. Haha! Clever metaphors there, Mikey! Sisig, though, is supposed to be sizzling hot ;p

8. Too bad, it's difficult to transcribe 5:51 of the video. Haha.

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Monday, March 28, 2011

Work Rant.

Dear Juliet,

For the lack of a proper venue to express my grievances, please allow me to post here my utter disappointment toward work stuff.

It's just sad that I have to justify the validity of my corrections to the typesetters. I'm not belittling them and their jobs, okay? In fact, I have high respect to them. However, I got upset by this recent incident. When I noted that the size of an illustration be decreased, I was asked in a very curt and meaningful tone, "Bakit? Ayaw mo ng malaki?"

It's kinda insulting that the decisions involving my job are deemed as based on mere preference. They don't realize that my corrections are results of the faults I find from their output and that my corrections are well-thought of. I don't make them just to give the typesetters a hard time; I make them in order to improve the books I'm editing aesthetically, grammatically, and most importantly, substantially.

Tsk. Disappointing. Sila, pag may reklamo sa editors, direcho sa head. Pero pag ang editors ang may problema sa typesetters, wala naman silang naririnig from us. Hay.

Anyway, this entry is posted via blogger mobile. I'm anticipating that this entry is poorly formatted. But my intention anyway is to release the BV.

~Happidezz on mobile

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Happiness! ♥

Dear Juliet,

We always say HAPPINESS is a choice. But is it, really? At one point in my life, I chose, even forced myself to be happy. But happiness' choice was to keep eluding me. All I ever wanted was to be happy again. I tried everything to be able to smile, but to no avail. I thought I had permanently lost grip on happiness and will never be happy ever again. But then I realized that though happiness is a choice, it's also okay to be sad and feel pain. That way, you'll have a solid ground--a perfect place to start in order to effectively pursue happiness; a jump off point so you'll really appreciate the transition of conditions, emotions, and moods.

You might be asking why I'm philosophizing about happiness. Wala lang. I've talked about happiness in quite a lot of entries in this blog, but it's just interesting that happiness can also be achieved through proper perspective. You know how we always rant about our jobs, about school, about financial matters? There's always a more positive perspective to deal with it. That instead of saying, "My job stresses me out. It's so demanding, blah, blah," we can see it the other way: "Thank God I have a job that stresses me out and demands the crap out of me. There is someone out there who needs a job, but isn't blessed with one."

Sometimes, we're also too preoccupied on just one thing, on only one goal that we see little sources of happiness as impuissant and unsatisfactory. Again, it's perspective that controls our happiness. The way we think things affect our mood, our happiness. So it is suffice to say that we also control our happiness. Kaya naman lately, I've been really exerting an effort on seeing the brighter side of things. The school stuff which pressured me, I faced them head on one by one. Now, I'm happy that I'm down with only one more requirement to accomplish--a final exam for my Registers of English class. I have one more week to prepare for this exam and I hope to do well. As for my other subject, Discourse Analysis, I've already completed the requirements. Yey! I can say I'm proud of my performance in this course. Though our prof is dubbed by some as kinda inept, I learned a lot from her. I also exerted a lot of effort doing my paper for this course. I spent two nights [one for the draft and another for the final paper] without sleep just to write it and I guess all my efforts paid off. When I submitted my soft copy to my prof's e-mail, her reply was, "Got the hard copy too yesterday.  Thanks!  You're such a responsible student.  Keep it up." See, lahat ng paghihirap ay nauubos din. Happy, happy, joy, joy indeed! :)

It's also great and refreshing to think that aside from ourselves, others, even strangers, can also bring happiness to us. An example would be these videos from Coca-Cola.


The video above spells FUN and is really inspiring. Someday, when I'm all rich and able, I'll have a roving vehicle going about the streets, spreading happiness through goodies I've personally prepared. But this is going to be a charitable project, so it's limited to the street children only. Hehe, ambitious lang ako ;p


Sana magkaroon din ng happiness vending machine sa school! Haha. That'll be overly COOL! Ang galing lang ng Coca-Cola. I love that they really give much thought on their advocacies and on their other commercials as well. There are actually more Coca-Cola happiness trucks/machines in other countries and it's interesting how the commercials are able to distinguish the kind and quality of happiness different peoples enjoy in their respective countries.

Happiness can also be those simple experiences in life, like this happy Thursday afternoon I had. I've been meaning to write about this day, but then I'm either too busy or sleepy or lazy the past days. So that day, I took off from work at noon to give time for this paper I'm doing with my ENG 158 group mates. I successfully accomplished my task [interview 10 CAL students] on time, with the drawback of sweaty and smelly armpits because of the leg work I did around the FC and CAL buildings. LoL! I decided to buy a shirt from the Shopping Center before meeting with my group mates in order to smell and look decent before them. Hayun. Happy naman kasi I felt accomplished. Plus, I had a new shirt.


After the meeting, I decided to eat at Jollibee before heading home. I was craving for the Tuna Pie then. Right after alighting the jeepney, I was given pleasant afternoon greetings by the traffic enforcers in front of Jbee Philcoa. It was a nice feeling being smiled at by strangers, so I smiled back at them. I entered Jbee with a positive vibe and immediately ordered my tuna pie and sundae. I chose to be seated at the couch for a more comfortable snack time. Though I was eating alone, a cute little boy accompanied me. He played peek-a-boo with me. I made faces at him when he looked my way and surprisingly, he seemed amazed. He was so adorable, even with spaghetti smudges on his face. He got me entertained the whole time that I didn't really feel I was alone.


And then there were these four kids who caught my attention. From their looks, I assumed they were street children. They bought one, just one Coke float and shared it among themselves. They were really happy with their individual straws at hand. In one Coke float, the four of them found happiness. Their happiness was so simplistic that I suddenly began to feel ashamed of myself. I have a lot compared to what these kids have, so why am I still moping around, thinking that I'm the most kawawa of all? Hay. Again, it's a matter of perspective.

Here's another reason to be happy--an article I read about Robert Pattinson. Yes, I'm a Twilight dork. so what? LoL. In this article, he said, "I’m not mushy but I have a romantic soul. Having grown up with two older sisters I have a deep respect for women. Sex and feeling for me go hand in hand."

Whoa. A man of that kind, of that soul, of that face, of that body still exists! *FAINTS* hahahaha!

Hoping, waiting, believing. 
★ Happidezz

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Uso pa ba ang harana?

Dear Juliet,

If a guy in white shirt, jeans, and sneakers comes up to me, brings out his guitar, and sings this song for me, I might die right then and there! This song is so beautiful. It's been in my playlist for so long, but I remembered its sentimental value just today when my phone randomly played it. This song overwhelmed me somewhere, some time. I just can't bring myself to point out what that moment was. Probably, I heard it in an episode of OTH, I don't really remember.


I'm Yours - The Script

You touch these tired eyes of mine
And map my face out line by line
And somehow growing old feels fine
I listen close for I'm not smart
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

You healed these scars over time
Embraced my soul
You loved my mind
You're the only angel in my life
The day news came my best friend died
My knees went week and you saw me cry
Say I'm still the soldier in your eyes

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
And though I may not look like much
I'm yours
And though my edges may be rough
And never feel I'm quite enough
It may not seem like very much
But I'm yours

I may not have the softest touch
I may not say the words as such
I know I don't fit in that much
But I'm yours

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Wednesday, March 23, 2011

Digital Native

Dear Juliet,

All the while I thought that I was a digital native, that ICT stuff and high-tech gadgets are not alien to me. But after the symposium I attended this afternoon, I realized I'm not; there are a whole lot more to learn about technology. If I had the resources, I'd be glad to tap on every techy gadget there is on the market. I can only do so much with my not-so-expensive lappy tappy and my not-so-over-the-top Morticia phone. Hay. I want a tablet! I WANT A TABLET! And a hot boyfriend too. Bahaha! But the tablet is top priority. Please, Lord. I need ca$hing, Ca$hing!

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Sunday, March 20, 2011

A Good Cry

Dear Juliet,

This is gonna sound so baduy and so high school. But yes, I cried over a Taiwanese series called They Kiss Again. It's the kind of crying that makes one feel better and breathe easier after. Do you have those too?

Photo credits here.
Anyway, I just finished re-watching the series which is about a couple who married at a very young age. The character of the girl, Xiang Qin, was established to be childish, stupid, and annoying. She described her love toward the guy, Zhi Shu, as "one-sided." She did all the effort toward winning the guy's heart back in high school and eventually, she succeeded when they got married. They went to college  as husband and wife, and there, all the comedy and drama occurred. Xiang Qin thinks that her husband, being the genius and introvert that he is, did not care about her at all. Little did she know that her husband loved so much her despite her imperfections; that without her, his life would not be complete at all.

This clip right below is my favorite scene in the series. The girl left home after finding out she has an incurable eye disease which she could pass on to the child she is carrying. She didn't want to burden her husband, so she ran away. Her husband found her in his hospital office. The guy was a doctor, by the way. So here, try to watch it. It's so heart-warming. It's kinda long, but this scene is where I really cried like a baby.


Isn't this just what every girl wants? A guy who will assure her that no matter what happens and that no matter how imperfect she could be, his love will never perish; that nobody will ever complete his life as perfectly as she does; that he will be SCARED if he ever loses her; and that nothing, as in NOTHING, can make him lose his love for her. This might be the reason why I so relate with Xiang Qin. She yearns for someone who will accompany her through the uncertainties life has to offer. Lucky her, she has found her match. As for me, I might have to wait a little longer. My Zhi Shu will come, I'm sure. And someday, I'll be as lucky as Xiang Qin. Like her, I will exert all my effort to make the marriage last happily and endure every ups and most especially, all the downs. Sigh. Now I'm really looking forward to that someday.

You probably don't know, Juliet, that I was once ready for marriage. You know, at one point in my life, I felt that I was really prepared to leave my family and start a new life with the guy I loved. I was so certain of him that I was already willing to give up a huge part of my life for him. But then again, it's good that no marriage happened between us because he is clearly not worthy of what I was willing to give up. He was not the guy for me. He easily let go of what we had and that makes him NOT at par with Zhi Shu. He is not the perfect husband material.

Someday, my Zhi Shu will find me and then, we'll also have a family as bonded and as happy as Xiang Qin's. I'll be close to my brothers and sisters in law. My mother in law will love me and my father in law will get along well with me. Someday, all of us will live happily ever after.

LoL. Sabi ko naman baduy di ba? Pagbigyan na. After all, a girl can dream ♥

They Kiss Again (aired in 2008) is a sequel to the series, It Started with a Kiss (2005). In that series, Xiang Qin and Zhi Shu were just in high school. Xiang Qin was in Section F while Zhi Shu was in Section A. Xiang Qin pursued the man of her dreams in the quirkiest of ways. 

I have to say. These two and Princess Hours are my favorite Asian TV series =)

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Soup-rice, Soup-rice!

Dear Juliet,

This entry's title is a mortal sin for me, who's in a no-rice crash diet at the moment. But what the heck, rice is our staple food and it really makes our favorite viands all the more yummier. This fact is more effectively explained by this video by Mikey Bustos, my newfound stress-buster. I love him! I bugged my mom and sister to watch this video because he is pure awesomeness. Haha! Did you know that "a household without a rice cooker is like Bruno without Mars"? LoL!


And speaking of soup-rices [surprises], one was delivered to me today! It was so cool! See, today, I didn't go to work because I'm sick. So while I was in our veranda, writing my paper and relentlessly making singhot since my sipon won't stop flowing down my nose, a motorcycle passed by in front of our house and the driver tossed something into the gate. My mom went to pick it up and, JA-RAAAAAN!

That's right, you're seeing a post card and my humongous cheeks. Haha. Me fat again.

Clarabelle is so sweet! Now I'm really, really guilty for not being able to keep in touch with my friends who've migrated. I actually have a lot of friends living outside the country now. Two of them are Singaporean Maj and Canadian Clara.
I tried to find post cards, but all we
have at home are these Lufthansa freebies. LoL.


Actually, just a few days agao, I sent Maj a message, telling her how bad I feel for failing to update her with stuff. And today, it feels worse to realize there's a lot of them I've been forgetting to talk to. [Hi Lourdes, Hi Rochelle!] I promise, after this semester, I'll try to catch up, okay? Hopefully, if I'm no longer too busy, I'll be able to send surprises too--not only for my friends abroad, but for friends here as well.

But for now, let me finish my paper first. Rawr! I'm delaying my writing again. If only thesis writing and blogging are the same, I could be done with this requirement by now.



 Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Sipag, where art thou?

Dear Juliet,

Sundays are my bum days. It's the only day of the week when I don't have to work, to think, and to be mindful of my surroundings. But this Sunday should NOT count as another sleep-away-without-a-care-in-the-world day. I should be doing A LOT to day. But so far, I've been employing delaying tactics to avoid doing the following:

At the main library, trying to finish reading.
1. Report for Course A. This is quite easy. But since I'm no good in public speaking and reporting, it's still gonna be a challenge.

2. Report for Course B. This super dragging, nosebleed-inducing, braincell-killing material I have to read is a pain in the ass! I hate it to the bones.

3. Research paper for Course B. Rawr! This is crazy. I'm still quite undecided on my topic. I don't really have an idea on how to do the discourse on Miriam Defensor-Santiago's anger. Rawr! Am I crazy for choosing this topic?


But the craziest thing of all is that, these three are due on WEDNESDAY! I only have three days to accomplish them all. I hate myself for being one major procrastination queen. FML! What did I do with all my time? Oh yes, I slept them away. Hay.

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Saturday, March 12, 2011

MaJoGa

Dear Juliet,

Nope, this isn't a sleazy entry about a girl with big boobies. This is about my best college pal. I'd like to make her feel how special she is on her birthday and I hope to succeed on that. But trust me, she doesn't have big boobs. TRUST. ME.

Happy birthday, 
Madelaine Joy Garcia!

Kaya lang, Estrada ka na nga pala ngayon, so technically, di na applicable sa iyo ang Majoga nickname, and MaJoEs just doesn't make sense. SAD ;c But anyways, kahit ano pa ang surname mo, you'll always be the bestest friend I ever had in college. You were the only person who knows about what I've been through [and currently going through], what I really feel, what are going on in my mind. 

You're like a sister to me, Madie. What I can't share to my biological sister, I share to you. You knew all my secrets back in college and I thank you for keeping them safe. I am also grateful because you keep me sane. You remind me to keep my feet on the ground. You're honest to me and you tell it straight to my face when I'm becoming unreasonable or OA or mukhang pera. Nasabi ko na ito ng paulit-ulit pero, uulitin ko pa rin. Salamat dahil di mo ako iniwan during the lowest, craziest, EMO-est, yuckiest moment of my life. You're always there for me. You support my dreams, you encourage me, you comfort me, you listen to me. You're the most ideal friend one could ever have! At kahit di ako kasing uliran tulad mo bilang isang kaibigan, you still stick with me. Dahil dyan, salamat. I love you so much! :)

Baka di mo alam ang mga ito about yourself, kaya I'm taking this chance to let you know that I admire you. [O, hindi kami lesbians ha? I have a masculine mind, pero I'm definitely straight and I prefer men. LoL. May disclaimer talaga lagi?]

I admire your patience. You're always on time during meet-ups. Everyone knows how bad I am with call times, but you wait for me no matter how long it takes and not a single time did you get mad. You're also patient with my childishness, my kaartehan, my loony stories, and my impossible mood swings. You also patiently wait for things to come in your life. I don't know where you get that patience of yours, but that's something I wish I had.

I admire your simplicity. You're always contented and gracious with what you have. You never wished for something you know you don't deserve. You never opted for things that are over the top. You know what you NEED in life, and you get them in the most modest ways. You were never materialistic and you're unassuming. I wish I were like you so that I won't get too frustrated when I don't get things I WANT.

I admire your heart. You're a good person, Madie, and a lot of people can attest to that. I can attest to that. And because you're awesome, I wish the Universe gives you your heart's desires. I really, really hope that you get what you deserve--a joyous love life with the man destined for you, a successful career you'll love and truly enjoy, and a life of peace and happiness.

Konting panahon na lang at alam kong makakamtan mo rin ang mga yan. But for now, while you're waiting, know that you have me. I may not be as patient or as simple or as kind as you are, but I'll do my best to also support you, encourage you, listen to you, and comfort you. I'm just here, okay? And together, we'll dream, we'll hope, we'll wait, and we'll believe that something good will come into our lives. CHEERS, my friend! Sasapakin kita pag di ka uminom sa birthday celeb mo :)

MWAH!

Alam mo bang parang BANGKO kita? Because I deposit in you not so great things--my secrets, my problems, my happy moments, etc.--yet I get more than what I invested: genuine friendship and a beautiful friend inside and out. Haha. Yuckers, ang baduy. Wala kasi akong maisip na killer ending eh. Hahaha!

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Episode 02

Dear Juliet,

I feel sad. I MISS things. Big sigh.

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Prayer for Peace

Dear Juliet,

While editing the CLE II manuscript assigned to me, I got to read this beautiful prayer.


I wish I could live up to the prayer's very essence. However, I'm weak, I'm stubborn, I'm proud, I'm only human.

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Monday, March 7, 2011

The STRANGEST dream

Dear Juliet,

This strange dream isn't mine, but I'm involved in it. This is a guy's dream; his name is Lei. I don't know him and he doesn't know me. But for some weird reasons, he dreamt that he was kissing me. In his dream, he didn't see the girl's face. All he remembers is her name--Debra. In his dream, he was aware that Debra is a friend of Maj and Shaine.

Photo credits here.
Shaine mentioned this dream during Mimai's wedding and all of us were flabbergasted. Really, it is so STRANGE for someone who does not know me to dream of me. According to Shaine, she was surprised to be asked by Lei if she has a friend named Debra. When Shaine said yes, she got even more surprised when he told her his dream.

WEIRD, right? I asked my dream interpreter friend what it means, but according to her, she hasn't encountered a third-degree dream yet.

I've been having dreams regarding kissing as well. In one dream, I was making out with Ian Veneracion. But then I stopped him from going overboard by saying I had to go onstage for a dance competition. That was a weird dream. But according to my interpreter friend, it signifies how I treat my career and my love life. My decision to attend to the dance competition means what I prioritize at the moment--my job.

And then, I also dreamt of kissing Daniel Matsunaga. In that dream, he wasn't Brazilian-Japanese. He was FRENCH! And boy, we were kissing torridly. Haha. Too bad my mom woke me up because I was running late for work. I woke up still feeling the softness of his lips and the greatness of his tongue. LoL!

I don't know what to make of those dreams. But here are interpretations I found on the Internet:
To dream of a kiss, denotes love, affection, tranquility, harmony, and contentment. If you dream that you are kissing a stranger, then it represents acknowledgment and acceptance of the repressed aspect of yourself. If you are kissed by a stranger, then your dream is one of self-discovery. You need to get more acquainted with some aspect of yourself. [SOURCE]


Romantic kissing or other interaction can represent:
  • Emotional intimacy (emotional trust and openness), interaction, or a feeling of closeness with someone
  • A replay of when you felt close to someone
  • Liking the person or wanting to know them better—and not necessarily romantically! [SOURCE]
 Well, dreams happen. And they're just dreams. Whether or not they mean something, it's really up to us if we'll believe them and do things to work on them.

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz

Tuesday, March 1, 2011

Happy. Happy. Joy. Joy.

Dear Juliet,

This day is ordinary but a couple of things made me smile today.

1. Kaimito.

We were given kaimitos at work today. After work, I placed mine in a small plastic bag so I can bring it home as pasalubong for my Mama. While I was walking and feeling the cool breeze and swaying my hands back and forth, my plastic bag ripped and my kaimito fell. I let out a loud shriek, causing all the Fatima students' attention to focus on me.

Too late to be inconspicuous, I just smiled, picked my dear kaimito up, and said, "Ay, nahulog!" I continued with my walking  and feeling of the cool breeze and swaying of hands. Boy was it difficult to suppress a laugh! I was smiling alone like a lunatic the whole walk.

And oh, I have this crazy observation about the kaimito smell, which is very inappropriate to discuss in here. Haha.

2. Videos.

I was skimming through my FB news feed and found these videos. These cracked me up. And I'm sharing them to you so they'd paint smiles on your faces the way they did to me.

Growing up is hard to do. I wish little Ava the best. She is so adorable. This only proves it's really hard to let go of a part of our lives.


Filipino Accent for Dummies. For once, let's not be intelligent ones and hate on this video. Come on, this is really funny. The guy has a point, you know. His facts are wrong, though. But it's downright hilarious. Those who deny that Filipinos don't generally talk this way are f*cking aristocrats and hypocrites. Let's shoot them. Lol. Come on! Don't we all have those slip-of-the-tongue moments? Haha!


3. Accomplishments. I've been dying to finish a  very boring task and fortunately, I was able to end my suffering today. Glad I no longer have to deal with that tedious piece of material!

4. Harutan with my sister. My mom hates it when we run behind her just so we could shield our boobs from the manyak hands of the other. Mama hates us even more when we insult each other and laugh ferociously during dinner. Yeah, we know it's improper. We just like teasing our mother.

We could also be too shallow sometimes. We laugh at each others' fatness and call each other names. My sister calls me "Babita Siopaowita" while I call her "Jugir Tabach." You know, 'coz I am a baboy with siopao cheeks and she has big boobies and is fat. LoL!

5. I got to watch Burlesque. Wow. I'd like to be part of that club. I can't sing though. So I'll just dance and boast of my sexy rice belly. LoL. Yeah. I'm eating rice again and it bloats me! But whatever, as long as I'm beautiful, I'm good whether I'm fat or not. LoL.

6. The rain! It makes sleep sounder. ILOVEIT!

7. I'm loving my red, kissable lips. Hahaha! Mwah ;*

There you go folks. I hope your March 1 was as happy as mine. It's the simple things in life that count.

Hoping, waiting, believing.
★ Happidezz