I think people should really dump their friendster accounts (i haven’t updated mine in months), jump on the facebook bandwagon and start twittering. Seriously.
To the 3 people reading my blog.. i’m back. lol �
There’s been so many things that have happened and I don’t know where to begin.. Guess I’ll just address things as they come up.
First off, I still owe Lara the David Cook (side) of my concert ramblings. Sorry Ube, been so swamped I barely have time to sit down and actually compose. But I will get to that this weekend, promise.
Next, I was sucked into the whole Twitter hype and even discovered how I can get updates of the people I follow…

I know this is past due but I’ll tell you about it anyways.
It was the same night of my 10th high school reunion and though I was ready for former high school friends to publicly disown me, I went and saw the two Davids in what many will call the concert of the year. Originally, the reunion was scheduled from 1pm-6pm and a week before the concert it was changed to an evening cocktail affair. I mean, I know the organizers had the batch’s best interest in mind but it was a toss up…
I just wanted to share this short story that I read in Highschool in Mr. Alex Vista’s Literature class. It just seemed fitting to post it here today, Mother’s Day, so that we can all remember the one person that gave us life —our Moms, Mamas, Nanays.
Thank you mom for all the love and patience and for the trust each time you leave the decision up to me. I would not be where I am if not for you. You are my inspiration and my strength. (Same as dad, but it’s your day today so we’ll talk…
Today was the first time I visited the Philippine Stock Exchange in Makati. It was a little tour that a group of around 20 people attended, including our boss, Michael Bouley. Benta pa, we had to take a cab from RCBC to PSE because it was raining and so we had to go in batches of 4. Apparently, most of us left our things in the office, not anticipating taking a cab, I had around 27 pesos in my pocket (change from my lunch purchase) and the only other money in my batch was Razmin’s 500 and…
surprisingly, i opened my inbox and found a couple of blog entries being re-posted (some are even from a few years back).. i wonder if that was the result of me ticking the checkbox to “cross-post to blogger” the other day when i published one of the stories i wrote in 2002. that means my blog will have duplicates as well as my facebook and my wordpress. it’s crazy.
Anyhow.. i think i went on caffeine overload today at work i came home a bit dizzy. that, or i was just too famished to know the…
surprisingly, i opened my inbox and found a couple of blog entries being re-posted (some are even from a few years back).. i wonder if that was the result of me ticking the checkbox to “cross-post to blogger” the other day when i published one of the stories i wrote in 2002. that means my blog will have duplicates as well as my facebook and my wordpress. it’s crazy.
Anyhow.. i think i went on caffeine overload today at work i came home a bit dizzy. that, or i was just too famished to know the…
Written June 2002.
There was something about her eyes or maybe the way she smiled that made her captivating. I cannot explain why or how or even where she came from. All I know was that somehow she was there. I had not seen her before, had never heard her voice, but there was some undeniable force drawing my eyes to hers. Time seemed to stop while I stared into her deep, deep blue eyes that were the color of the summer sky. And then it was gone. Yet the memories were not. The feeling of…
My 4-year old dalmatian hasn’t been feeling too well since yesterday and I am bringing him to the vet in a while (I’m just waiting for my dad). It’s a good thing he hasn’t lost his appetite yet but I can’t help but worry because he seems lethargic and is not as active as the other dogs.
I’ve already lost a puppy last year due to an acute viral infection that hit his digestive system and I couldn’t risk losing another dog (if i can help it). I’m really worried and I guess it was not such a…