patience (not so) young grasshopper

It is a virtue I sorely lack these times, but I concede that I need more of it if I were to make the best out of this situation I find myself in. 

It's good to have a deadline, so I take one and stick to the game plan. After all, it is not as if I can pack my bags and fly out of here tomorrow...maybe two days from tomorrow, if I get too technical about it. No, I mean making the right decision at the right time. 

I believe.

kung fu fanda (or things i wanna say but won't because i can't)

"yes, i am staying put. i figured the ground around me is shaking so badly it wouldn't help if i keep on moving my feet. so i stay put, on that tiny slab of ground that refuses to disintegrate because my feet are planted on it."

"Broody asked me not to give up on YOU. i said I won't. i am not. i haven't. but YOU seem to have given up, and so i cross my fingers and hope for the best while preparing for the worst. i figured there's nothing wrong in keeping options available, no matter if i don't intend to exercise them yet. but if there's one thing about options i've learned in school, it is that they have strike prices and expiry dates, and the closer you are to that date, the lower your option value becomes. true for finance, true for everyday life."

"i am the last person who should be judging you. i knew how it is, that nagging feeling that he's not the one, that no matter how close he is to the ideal, no matter how much you try to fit the ideal to him, he's only just close enough. so you hang on while keeping your eyes open. that's fine, but please be fair, please be kind, and please be honest. you may deserve more, but he deserves as much."

AND THIS:

"Mopey, the evil kids took all the pandas...promise me you'll get me my pandas...promise?"

two daddies and a doggy

...is how i would have named this film if movie titles are based on their endings...at least that's what i jokingly said to Broody after we watched it tonight.

Shelter indeed is an instant classic, as OUT magazine puts it.

I can say so many things about this film, on why i loved it, but i'll limit myself to this: i did relate to it, and if i write a love story, it will be something like this.

it's that time of year

no, not another wedding blog, but i wonder if June really is the wedding month? 

it's that time of year when my lease expires and I'm house-hunting once again. it seems like a yesterday lang when I moved...and it's moving time again. it's stressful and fun at the same time. my wise wise old friend geo advised the obvious - go get your own place and stay put. yep maybe i will pare....

the interesting part is that i usually move in with the minimum of stuff with me, mostly personal effects as i tend to choose fully-furnished one, and i usually just needed my luggage and i'm all set to live in..but when i move out, it looked like i furnished the place. i accumulate so much clutter in a year's time i'd need to call in reinforcements and sometimes even do a garage giveaway (yep, giveaways exclusive to those who have been helping me move in and out for years, members of the gang). this time it's not going to be any different (except for the extra hands 

another interesting part: it looks like i'm set to lease my same old pad in Salcedo...so far those i've surveyed do not know of any superstition about living in the same place you left behind way back. but then again, i haven't heard from my mother 

besides, the upside wins. plus i get yet another excuse to buy that new LCD TV i wanted...

walrus washed up the shore

Sometime ago, our ringbearer came. We hoped he'd stayed longer. To Ate Jon, goodluck on your new assignment. Until we meet again..

See Broody's kawawa face begging you to stay :-)