Owl my love for earrings.

I want these on my birthday:

Any OWL accessory

Or

Funky/Weird/Cute earrings (to add to my huge collection)

Happy Birthday to me!
:D

Fanatic Frustration

It really sucks when your team isn’t playing the way you wanted them to play. My ever-mentioned basketball team, Ginebra Kings has been playing a very frustrating game, pulling only one win since the start of the conference.  Their two losses were due to a one-point deficit against their opponent. Just a point! And all the remaining seconds of both games were given to them, which they have not taken into their advantage. Disappointing. Very disappointing.

Ginebra used to be a highly defensive team, during Robert Jaworski’s time. They would rip their opponent and win eventually. I remember the tumultuous applause and jeers from the crowd whenever Jawo plays on the floor. 

Later on, the backcourt tandem of Mark Caguioa and Jayjay Helterbrand that were tagged such as the “Bandana Brothers” and “The Fast and The Furious” were heavy threats especially when they start their signature fastbreak shots. I miss those days. 

This was followed by the heavy hassles of Mr. Fearless, Ronald Tubid. He really does his part so well, that even if he gets stomped in the face by a haughty Macmac Cardona, he still gets the approval of the referees.

Ginebra used to be a highly offensive team as well, during the glory days of Mark Caguioa and Jayjay Helterbrand. When one of them is in the injured list, the other one really steps up that brings the whole team to the championship trophies. The same goes to Erik Menk who plays really well when he’s all healthy and well practiced.

I used to hate Willie Miller for his brilliance while he was still with the Alsaka Aces. Now, I still hate him, for not playing like he used to do against Ginebra.

Ginebra used to have a heart. Afterall, the tagline “Never say die” was first coined from them in the league. The team that’s been playing this conference is not my Ginebra Kings. I miss my team. 

Dear John

20 days have passed and I still feel bad for not being able to watch John Mayer’s concert here in Manila. I am a huge fan and I’d love to see him perform live. The write-ups of the said concert did not help either as they drone on the wet and wild and chilling night with Mr. Mayer.

It rained that night, while I was with some college friends at Greenbelt watching a film called "La Teta Asustada". Anyway, as the rain got the audience wet and cold, John Mayer felt like a hot sponge bath with his songs and guitar prowess. He really is a guitar master. He knows his stuff well.

Rain + John Mayer = Chill. That’s right. I don’t mind getting drenched in the rain, it actually adds an effect to the relaxed, easy-to-sing-along songs of this guy right here.

Oh John, you’re in trouble again, but you’re still my music man.

I hope you continue to do good music, man.

Umbrellas up to you!

Yeah write!

While in Vietnam, one of Tita’s friends, Tita Lee, asked me why I chose to take Journalism in college. Without even thinking about it, I blurted out that “I’ve always wanted to become a writer.” It came out of my mouth unintentionally. Maybe it was because we were trying to brave the cold rainy night in our swimming attire. (We planned to swim that night, and it rained. More on that on my next blog.)

Going back, I was shocked with what I said. Well, partly shocked. Way back in highschool, I was pretty confident that I write well and I could take up Journalism with the little prodding from a former English teacher, Ms. Santos. The first time I told her I wanted to take up Journalism in college, she was ecstatic about it. She said I could really do great there, which of course is very flattering to hear from a very able English mentor.

But then things got a little shaky, when I passed UPCAT. I was on my way to UP Los Baños to take up Chemical Engineering instead. It was what I considered my greatest achievement. Prior to that, I also found out that I passed the entrance exam in PUP, where I intend to take up Journalism.  I don’t know if it’s a stroke of destiny, but mama just grabbed me one day to enroll in PUP instead of UP. I was hesitant because I had my mind set to go to UP and study chemicals and stuff. And honestly, when you think of it (and to what I did think before), the only thing that PUP has against UP is that extra letter “P”.

My first year in college was a so-so. I hated everything about writing, some professors and the deadlines. It was the time when I was introduced to terms like “stress” and “haggard”. Still, I was able to maintain my scholarship grant from a community foundation in Taguig. On my second year, I was able to join a media study tour in Singapore, where we visited different media-related institutions, from Reuters to MTV, as well as universities that puts a great deal in mass communication and journalism. It sparked an interest within me to pursue journalism. I was excited to go back to school and give it my best.

News journalism in the country was very terrifying. Journalistic killings were rampant and every news beat is a challenge. And then it hit me; maybe I don’t want to be a news writer. I opted to become a lifestyle writer, a creative writer. My love for sports took over as I applied for Solar Entertainment Corp. for my internship. I was designated at the Marketing Department of Solar Sports and was tasked to write newsletters and press releases on a specific channel, Basketball TV.

I grew a certain liking to this department, Marketing. The events, press releases and conferences seemed like fun assignments for a job. I then pursued this path until I got the same job in a different company. I am currently the Junior Writer of the Marketing Department of E. Excel Int’l.

So, why did I choose to take up Journalism? I still don’t know. Maybe it’s because writing is the only thing that I’m confident that I could do quite well. I was literally dragged into this whole thing and soon after, I followed its flow and flaws until I just let myself float and let the waves bring me where I am headed. I’m still not so sure if I made the right decision of choosing Journalism over Engineering, PUP over UP. But does it matter now? I actually like what I do. As described by a good friend in a conversation, writing is such a weird job, because really, most people know how to write. It’s one of the basic foundations of literacy. As a writer, it is our task to inform, entertain and educate through our choice of words, idea and emotions. It’s actually draining, but once you get that byline or a mention at the editorials, you’re made. It’s a grave task, but I chose to take it because I can do it. Everyone can write, but not everyone can be a writer.

Do I even make a sense here?

Screw it.

This is personal

There is just so much one person can take.

I know, in plain view, you can call me “pikon”.

Yes, I do catcalls and sometimes-insensitive remarks, but I don’t know.

Call me crazy as hell, paranoid even, but this is bullish.

I don’t mind being laughed at or called such names believe me. You can ask my friends about it.


 The thing is, we’re not friends.

Eat Pray Love...and eat some more

I can’t even remember how we started to get crazy over the movie Eat Pray Love. My best friend Mia and I have waited at least 2 months before the film hit the Philippines.

It was well worth the wait. The movie ended with us envying Julia Roberts, or more appropriately mentioned, Liz Gilbert. The aftermath of that movie date had us eating ice cream at DQ. As if getting the idea out of nowhere, I blurted out that if ever we reach our 40’s still single, we will pull a “Liz Gilbert”. Meaning, we will visit three countries just to eat, pray and love…to eat some more.  Well, if one of us gets lucky to find a man in our forties, then that’s great!

But if ever we get luckier, whoever gets married last between us will receive a trip to Bali honeymoon gift from the other. Insane deals make a great friendship, believe me. Haha!

Blog-ag!

I haven't blogged in a while. 

A lot of things have  happened  and  a lot of things have been said. Oh the pressure looms in. 

I promise to update soon. It's just that, I couldn't handle the pressure now. Shiiiiiiii...t

:P