angel when asleep

his steroids have the worst side effects. he's become hairy the past few weeks, and now- his anal muscle involuntarily contracts making him move bowels frequently. it's really this bad now. :(

wave 8

april's a good month. ;p

Hello, I'm Kenji Nathaniel

We’ve waited for Kenji’s ENT for 2 hours. Doctors in this city are extremely late and disrespectful of other people’s time.

oh my credit card must hate me!

Koko's hands and Nikes- he didn't like them, he loves his Adi-das up to now. But, he outgrew the pair of shoes I got him last summer, I thought I should get him sandals that has velcro straps- who cares if he looked like a missionary then, the boy wants style over comfort. Lol.
dichee need not persuade me to get kairi's first speedos. (: they're the cutest!
In the bag are my pink rashguard (tweens- yeah, i can still get junior stuff:), a brown boyleg bottom I can safely plunge into the water without my crack showing, and a pair of ear guards.

happy summer!

☺

goof balls these kids are!

TP swim

I have swimmer's ears but no diver's skills. It's a pain to fall flat on the water, let it hit your chest, your nose, and hurt your ears. Plus chlorine hurts my eyes and I'm partly blind.

I dove about 3x and broke into the water without hurting myself and was able to finish a length each time but could not complete a lap.

And had tried diving in and doing tumble turn unsuccessfully for a gazillion times! 30 minute practice seems like an hour- add up the fact tat being mediocre at this point is not helpful. ☺

Then Korean fan boys and girls were really good for my ego. So instead of being insecure at someone who took my lane tonight, I asked this Korean boy named Billy to execute the butterfly stroke so I can follow. And he did. Hehe. [He was the one who took my lane.]
And all the gals were oohing and aahing at me and interviewing me. What a hilarious night. I wind up not practicing at all. Until Edemar saw me and wants the Korean boy's number. Haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay.

old paint

keken calls his wheel chair old paint! ☺

☺

california maki to go makes me ☺

past couplah days

can't think of a better album title.
tuesday night: dinner at chicken house with the bartins
wednesday night: dinner at pala pala with them still
cpus and keken at home

♥!

in bullets:
-class, 3rd week now, almost done
-paid part of my cc debts and my broadband service, man i feel grown up but poor :(
-lunch was to-go maki from l kaisei and all by my lonesome
-great service from globe's security guard, he walked me thru their speedteller- a touch screen box where you can pay at your own pace
-888, love love this place even if you see tons of knock-offs but if you are really lucky you can find real real labelled stuff their too and cheap u.s. accessories
-pala pala dinner with family-cpus' treat
-sm groceries- mind the 2 bags of processed meat would cost you more than a thousand pesos! lerky!
-saw valentine's day- was crying during the movie hehe
------------------
i love boy shirts. found great brands at a hole in the wall prizes.
a purple men's shirt but who cares from- dsquared2 read about them brothers here wikime
a white adidas yohji yamamoto shirt this was not on sale so it's a bit pricey for me
and two bottles of pink metallic and black nail polish ;p
------------------
screw work today, not fun when people keep blaming training for their shit at work
one sup says i quote: these agents were not properly trained
this statement ate me actually, gaga ka, you train if you want!

keverity, work for God not for men
--------------------
sizzling squid for lunch with xhieng, arjay, carmen, belle ;p
oh well let's all move on

♡♡♡♡♡♡

he'd been suffering tummy pains and diarrhea for 3 consecutive days. dich decided we take him to ER and have him treated at the riverside hospital. they're talking chronic ITP now. it's crazed like that. yesterday, i was sooo tired because of the volleyball game and being up way too early, i ended up sleeping my whole sunday night and monday away.

now i'm at home waiting for kenji to get out of the hospital by tomorrow. this is not fun. ITP is a plague and i hope our little boy comes out unscathed. i hate seeing him on IV and getting so many lab shots. it's paksit. he is now familiar with the process. willingly he would give his arm for shots, altho some temper tantrums are inevitable, he has become impervious to the hospital staff and surrounding.
kenji is nothing short of a miracle. my heart breaks in a good way when he parrots every word that adults would say. (:
photos were from the ER last night around 9 pm.

Tanana.3gp

some months ago, when keken was first diagnosed with ITP. (january 2010)

April 18.3gp

at the ER last night while we were waiting for kenji's room.

baby, don't grow up so fast

he'd been suffering tummy pains and diarrhea for 3 consecutive days. dich decided we take him to ER and have him treated at the riverside hospital. they're talking chronic ITP now. it's crazed like that. yesterday, i was sooo tired because of the volleyball game and being up way too early, i ended up sleeping my whole sunday night and monday away.

now i'm at home waiting for kenji to get out of the hospital by tomorrow. this is not fun. ITP is a plague and i hope our little boy comes out unscathed. i hate seeing him on IV and getting so many lab shots. it's paksit. he is now familiar with the process. willingly he would give his arm for shots, altho some temper tantrums are inevitable, he has become impervious to the hospital staff and surrounding.

kenji is nothing short of a miracle. my heart breaks in a good way when he parrots every word that adults would say. (:

photos were from the ER last night around 9 pm.

we waste our lives away frittered under the summer sun

volleyball- these gals had been in my class- they will be my oponents next time- noticed i wored a purple collared shirt whilst they're in light blue?
after our game. haha, my team won the first and second set= 4-21 and 0-25. what a win. i was on the sidelines whilst i wait for the financial accounting class girls finish their game.
very early sunday morning. out at the provincial capitol to prepare for the marathon/fun run- wind up being tasked to carry the banner so i walked and kept pace with the rest who were walking.
beat this- this girly girl joined tug of war alongside management, IT, and training.

what fun this sunday. i'm blessed to be doing what i'm doing. [though it's not perfect the whole time. you get the drift.]

Volleyball Women TP Open

4/18/2010, shempre my team won. Lol.

TP Bacolod Fun Run/ Sports Fest

i heart kenji

last night duha duha og drinks.

fxckyeah!

I've got the most unbelievable skill of hurting myself over and over. :(

by the kamunsil tree i sat down and said aplud

"...romances and adventures and tragedies stitched through with a gleaming strand of hope, reminding listeners to love truly, to honor the dead, to uphold the covenant of wisdom and to never, even in darkest hours, surrender to despair." -- Kushiel's Avatar by Jacqueline Carey

lol sa title. i love how i can speak ilonggo, cebuano, tagalog, chinese, and english in a hodgepodge. and up the fact that i'm so good with gay-speak during uni- i miss my easy girls this way. :(

so the constant lunch buddy is such a lad. and i'm crushing on him big time. it's not love love love but it's crush crush crush cuz the person's interesting in his own right. he wears all the kewl things that all early 20s lads don't wear. he is a cross of prep and hip. so you don't find a guy like that anywhere. lalo na in this gahdforsaken city. you don't. yes, you'll get social climbers tambay-ing on clubs but their homes and cars are on mortgage. you'd get those.

this boy on the other hand is different. lived allover the islands. stayed most of the time in luzon. even lived in zambales down to the durrrrrrrrrty southern mindanao. and even in the kingdom of saudi arabia.

speaks english in the craziest of accents. and some times i don't understand him as he speaks. i would just ask- what was that. he repeats the same sentence and still he wouldn't make sense to me at all. so i smile and would just agree with his gem of a thought at that very moment.

at least he realized kamunsil is aplud when you did not have a bottle of red horse. by the day, i'm really turning him into alcohol. he orders red horse while i eat lunch. mostly pork or chicken. and i talk about my insecurities. and he talks about his unborn baby girl.

and then at the end of those lunches as he walks me back to work, i would think-that was such a kilig lunch and a bxtch slap at the same time. my thinking faculty and wavelength is still that of a 22 year old child.

and yeah i get kilig over invites for saturday nights and gym and facebook messages and the possibility of going to his basketball game(this, i self-invited).

and then i think about yeah, all's a show. there are just days when you need inspiration. there are days when you need a good laugh.

this entry is about a boy. and it's off-tangent really. ;p

-

kenji bunny honey

baby sat him this afternoon. baby has bukol. :(

bpo life.

char kaau ko.

guimarassssssssssss.

OF AIRPLANES AND FIRE!

I baby sat the little one after shift this afternoon. I asked him if he loves Tita Raen. To which he replies with a NO and yells, FIRE. Ha-ha. Komash ka bata!

Me and my Ilonggoish accent. The city grew on me along with the Hiligaynon hac-sent!

DIY Monday

my boring wall. with the people whom i love dearly. old photographs. beads of perspiration and a little help from my worker elf.

easy like sunday morning

no, the weekend wasn't that easy because i wanted to slap myself for not going out saturday night because i'm way too chicken to make new friends. and there were ginormous errands. and i had to contend with reading a thesaurus while queuing for an hour at BPI, and thinking of a plan to pay my debt in 2 months time. grr.

oh, to grow up. nonetheless, diy-ing with sticky tacs and sharing cupcakes with kenji was loads of fun. made me happy to be on the day shift. ;p

God is indeed gracious!

Oooooooooooh, the sweetest thing!

I miss Sonja's cupcakes but, I would settle for any colorful cupcakes I can find inside the mall. These were from Brownies Unlimited. Not as good as Sonja's but the frosting was buttery and Kenji enjoyed them. He'd ask for pink, a blue, a purple. Waaaaaaaaaaay cute.

And kawawa, his mommy poked his ears, it bled okay- tomorrow we're seeing an ENT we decided against going to ER in the scorching heat of the sun.

DIY Monday

Late Monday afternoon, my bedroom wall was covered in ticky tac and old photos.

Kenji's Point and Shoot Photographs

Kenji took my camera this afternoon and kept shooting me and everything else at home. I chose the nicest photos for the set- shempre apil ko. ;p

Kairi's last Bacolod Sunday for the summer.

Sad Sad.

And my wishlist- a Skull Candy headset. In the mean time, I had to take a photo of Cookie's pair. What a beaute!

accounting class 8

my 5th class. wave 8. yesterday's photos swiped from a learner.

;p

cookie et moi

“So much present, inside my present, inside my present - so, so much past.”

Fiest. I'm merely quoting.

Lunch was bitch slap today. I'm sometimes very politically correct, sometimes too kind when I already should be saying things like- oh screw her if she's like dut, or yeah, I intend to let an aswang eat your baby, and both of us would be cool. I'm epokreta like dut, or maybe I'm taught to always say kind things to people who are hurting even if that means choking me and tearing my heart, innards, and all of me apart.

Yawn.

There are times when I feel like crying that I'd wind up- laughing as I speak.

My whole being is becoming a pattern- of rotten-ness, of listlessness, and of madness.

And yeah. My class is weird. I just want to go to Guimaras.

Even my posts do not contain anything of value.

Today I learned that I shouldn't be reading into things OA-ly. That I should take people at face value. And yeah, meron pa:

two things hurt me today-

a Christian professing his being a Christian but could lie to me point-blank.
and
yeah, the hunger in Sudan- hellyeah, I'm affected like dut- I sometimes wonder why a good God would allow an innocent child to go hungry.

That's why I appreciate a warm bread so much.

nasty bikers ;p

my patooties. ;p grainy photos from ma's phone.

LOUIS PASTEUR:
When I approach a child, he inspires in me two sentiments; tenderness for what he is, and respect for what he may become.

There was never a child so lovely but his mother was glad to get him to sleep. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

yes, they're kulitis. ;p

my showmanship

is a dawg-show!

class photos can be so funny. i found this on one of my learner's facebook. kaloca.

i'm trying to humor myself. my summer is sooooo arid and empty. and so Agrabah-tic. i get the kick out of having lunch with some two guys who call people names. i am laughing my arse off most of the time during these lunch breaks.

yes, i like girl friends. pretty ones. i like boy friends. the tough lookin' ones.

out of the humdrums of the daily life.

If you want happiness for an hour, take a nap.

If you want happiness for a day, go fishing.

If you want happiness for a year, inherit a fortune.

If you want happiness for a lifetime, help somebody.--Chinese proverb

I really should do something good for self this summer. A post-Easter gift to self other than acquiring ballets flats, 2 pairs at a time.

I wanna run.

I realized that I don't want to run away from this job because this is the very reason why I moved here in the first place.

And I find happiness in playing teacher.

I wanna get a degree.

So I can be a preschool teacher some day. I gave up on the idea of having children. Yes, I get baby jealous but, yeah motherhood has never been on top of the wishlist. I really wanted greta-dom yah know.(:

And I wanna learn a new skill.

To be able to drive an automobile. To be able to really scuba dive without being scared of carrying a tank. To be able to do something worthwhile and productive with my two hands.

And I promise to take care of my teeth. That it pays to floss, brush in between meals, and eat healthy, and not smoke.

Sayang today. I missed Tino during lunch break. :( [Lol, kung maka Tino ko, daw correct ko.]

kairi and the alphabets

tonight, singing and dancing to "do the alphabets".

The happiness of life is made up of minute fractions--the little, soon-forgotten charities of a kiss or smile, a kind look or heartfelt compliment.--Samuel Taylor Coleridge

and one happiness of life is kairi cate conson. (:

So this is love, this is love, this is love.

The rest of our Sunday. We camped out on the living room for about an hour.

The real menace in dealing with a five-year-old is that in no time at all you begin to sound like a five-year-old. ~Joan Kerr, Please Don't Eat the Daisies, 1957


Children are contemptuous, haughty, irritable, envious, sneaky, selfish, lazy, flighty, timid, liars and hypocrites, quick to laugh and cry, extreme in expressing joy and sorrow, especially about trifles, they'll do anything to avoid pain but they enjoy inflicting it: little men already. ~Jean de La Bruyère, Les Caractères, 1688


There are no seven wonders of the world in the eyes of a child. There are seven million. ~Walt Streightiff