tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-127860202012-02-20T02:14:06.624+08:00A coffee junkie's dose of quasi-reality.JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.comBlogger491100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-75248090224329367522010-12-27T23:54:00.003+08:002010-12-28T00:58:49.362+08:00

Needless to say, I get that question ALL THE TIME. Some, especially my sisters, would demand a girl. It's as if it is all in my power to make sure that only the right sperm marry my egg. Or maybe it is, I know there are some techniques for that. Anyway, I used to always answer, 'Pag nagka-bahay na kami' ('Once we get our own house'). Then I'd go and explain how we want to have a stable

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I called up my sister to check out on her. She was apparently on her way to her friend's funeral service. Yes a funeral. Her friend died in a tragic car accident. Too soon. Much too soon for anyone who loves her to bear. The news came as a shock to my sister. We even knew about it before she did because her phone was dead when her friends were trying to contact her. She heard about it after

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One of the challenges of being a parent is having the right answers to never-ending questions. Answers to questions that you have not even thought about before like 'Mommy, how many moons are there in Mars? or 'Mommy, what do these or those animals eat?'. Or to questions that are so apparent that you didn't even bother thinking about like 'Mommy, why do we fart?'. Or to questions that are so

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When i was still back home, my dad would usually wait up on me (or any of my siblings) everytime I (or we) come home late. His first question would be 'Are you hungry?'. I always am hungry so obviously my answer would be a yes. In just a few minutes he'd then be able to cook something with whatever he has in his kitchen. He'd then stay with me just so I won't be alone while I eat. So while

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-75256052383135409672010-08-19T02:09:00.002+08:002010-12-26T20:37:33.701+08:00

It sucks to feel so alone especially when you're not.

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No it's not about me, obviously. And it wasn't copied or borrowed. =)

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I look myself in the mirror. For the first time I notice that I have aged in two years more than I had in a decade. I don't like what I see. Wrinkles on my forehead, several strands of white hair, dark circles under my eyes. What used to be my long, smooth and flowing hair is now dry with split ends. I walked into the University campus on the first day of the semester. Though I was generally

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When the price of a slice of cheesecake has risen to P100+, Perfect Loaf surprisingly sells theirs at P65. I was craving for almost all their cakes, so I bought a box with different slices (blueberry cheesecake, oreo cheesecake, rum cake, decadent cake, mango sansrival = yummy!). When I was paying for my purchase, the security guard asked me where I was parked and was ready to carry my box. I

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I haven't done any blunders for quite some time, and now that I did.... well... IT STRESSES ME OUT!!! Really. And because of that I am so not looking forward to work tomorrow. --oOo-- Speaking of which, we moved to our new office today. I love the free flow of brewed coffee and the fact that you don't have to wash your own mugs. Mugs are provided, which you can just leave at the pantry after use

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-57589768984951261052010-02-27T12:15:00.002+08:002010-12-26T20:37:33.704+08:00

Isn't it time to change the title of my blog??  It is currently.. oVeR a gLaSs Of MiLk & cLaSsIcAL mUsIc whatsos of a professional bum-slash-homesick daughter-slash-beautiful wife-slash-expectant mommy and it is sooo outdated!

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I just got home from a movie date with my sisters at Downtown East. I reached there at about 9:30PM, bought the tickets then had dinner at Just Acia. We booked the 11:45PM showing of Dear John, which meant that we had more than two hours to eat and chit chat. The free flow of coffee did its job to keep me awake for the late show.  --oOo-- I'm so blessed to have cool sisters. They are MORE

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Being a mother is indescribably wonderful. But it is also tough. Seriously. I couldn't even begin to say how sad I feel when Ice ignores me when I get home from work. It is petty I know. Or the time when he sadly told me that one of his classmates said that he's a dirty fellow because he's very messy when he eats. I lay awake worrying that he might not be accepted by his peers. The thought was

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At four, Ice is more articulate than a lot of people I know. His grammar and sentence construction are commendable. He thinks and reacts very fast... Yah, whatever, I'm the mother so I can say anything good about my kid, haha! But really, it seems like I'll never run out of these... On Halloween Day, we planned to go to Escape for the Halloween party but then it rained so hard the whole day

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I love long conversations with my dad. We'd talk about anything and everything until the wee hours of the morning. It is usually over food, because obviously, I love eating and he, on the other hand loves cooking. He never runs out of things to say or stories to tell. He IS very talkative! Conversations with my dad are very enriching. It may be in the form of new knowledge or information. He

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What: Standard Chartered Singapore Marathon 2009 When: December 6, 2009 Where: Esplanade (Starting Point) Padang (Finish Line)                                                           *Running or sightseeing? *Before running. *Almost there! *Wohoo! Congrats Ice!  

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Ronald and I planned an itinerary for the long weekend (November 27-29), and yesterday's schedule was at Liang Court to catch Astroboy Live. We came in just in time but the allocated space for the show was already packed. The hostess conducted games before Astroboy and Uran, his sister, came up on stage to perform a dance number. Unlike shows that we used to watch in Suntec / Marina

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Since today is a public holiday, Ronald and I were in a festive mood yesterday (last day of work) and so we went out for dinner and movie.  Dinner at F.I.S.H. (Tampines 1) was very filling. F.I.S.H. is the Halal niche of Fish and Co that serves everything but pork (of course) and alcoholic drinks. I ordered Baramundi with Cheddar Cheese Crust plus Salad Buffet at SGD18.80. Ronald had

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Except for the fact that it costs me around $30 to get home on a cab from a night out in the city, I think living in Pasir Ris is kinda cool. It is near Tampines where our offices are (Ronald's and mine). But unlike Tampines, which is too crowded, Pasir Ris is a rather serene place. What really makes it cool though is that family-oriented sites are very accessible. Downtown East is a place

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Ambrosia is a Mediterranean Lounge located in Kampong Glam (Baghdad St.). They serve Mediterranean food, wines and other alcoholic drinks, and shisha. Like their neighboring stores and restaurants, they try to emulate the Mediterranean lifestyle, which is a balance of work and leisure / relaxation. The ambience inside the lounge is very laid back. You get to sit at the carpeted floor propped

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I love Ice. He never fails to surprise me and brighten up my day. On top of that, I never get bored when I'm with him. I don't really know if I'm just biased but I really think that my son is smart. At 4, he is a good observer and he reasons out very well. He remembers everything you tell him so you cannot tell him something wrong or it will be used against you. Below are some

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APOLINAR GONZALES I can still remember my first job interview. I was fresh out of college and was way too eager to earn a living. He was the department head, the company's Vice President for Collections and Remedial Management. He had a nice smile but had a very hoarse and raspy voice. I later found out that he had a throat infection that has affected his vocal chords. Anyway, the interview

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How do you not give up when things don't work out? How do you go on and keep the fire burning? Keep the love alive.. Keep the love growing.. Love.. It's why you're there in the first place. It's all about compromises. Being ready to loose. To be wrong. To forgive and forget. It's all about infinite second chances. Only if you are willing. *photo borrowed from riveroakdiamonds.co.uk

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If anyone knows me most, it would be my family. That is why when I last saw my dad after almost two years, I believe him when he said that I have changed a lot. He said that I have been succumbing to the pressures of life that I started loosing myself. He noticed that I was no longer the confident, headstrong and decisive woman that I used to be. And that I was better off when I was 19 than now

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How do you make it work without loosing yourself?  How far would you compromise? Especially when you used to feel good about yourself.  Especially when you loved who you are.  How much would you allow yourself to change?  When you realize that who you are is not good enough.  How long will you stay?  But you know that that is not even a question you can ask. *photo borrowed from

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-When Ice came home from school: Mommy : Ice, did you finish your food at school? (He refuses to eat what they serve at school so he brought some oreos) Ice : Yes. My classmate want some. Mommy: So did you share? Ice : No. Mommy : Why not? Ice : Teacher said eat first then share. Mommy : Oh, ok.. -Following day: Mommy : Ice, did you finish your food at school? Ice : Yes.

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When I was still a pregnant housewife and very new in a foreign country, I had all the time in the world and, aside from the friends I chatted with online, had no one to talk to. I wasn't domesticated at that time yet. Meaning, I wasn't used to staying at home, don't know anything about cleaning the house, and was convinced that the kitchen was a mystery. But learning all these things was way

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anger, irritation, dissatisfaction, sadness,longingness, frustration. no one to turn to,no one to talk to. vulnerable. fragile. depressed. trapped. breathing hard harder... harder... harder... and then it stopped. i just want to be happy.

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Was tagged by Tin (2 months ago?)... 1. I love my daddy egg and my baby egg ;) 2. My butchokoy's smile can remedy my bad mood =) 3. I love bread and butter, chocolates and cakes, pasta and pizza. 4. I eat slooooooooowwwwwwww.... As in! 5. Still, I love food.. and food trips! 6. Unlike Tin, I will go out of my way for bargains, sales, and ukay-ukays! The brand doesn't really matter for me.

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1123241547466896182005-08-05T18:52:00.002+08:002010-12-26T20:19:13.940+08:00

My baby was born with an infection. The doctors speculated that he got it from my recurrent UTI during my pregnancy or dahil nakatae siya when I was delivering him (doctors tend to give multiple choice answers). So, nadextrose siya and was asked to stay for several more days.When I first held my baby when he was still in the nursery, I felt an overwhelming joy but I could not contain my sadness

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1123239036847373682005-08-05T18:48:00.003+08:002010-12-26T20:19:13.940+08:00

10:30 a.m. Kagigising ko lang. Pasok sa banyo. Gusto ko nang tumae. Bad trip. kapiranggot lang ang tinae ko.11:00 a.m. Sumasakit na naman tyan ko. Pasok uli sa banyo. Success! Nakaraos din.11:10 a.m. Kumuha ako ng almusal ko. Kailangan kumain nang sapat para kay baby. Teka lang, ba't parang 'di na nawala sakit ng tyan ko? Sige, kain lang ulit.11:30 a.m. Grabe na ito, masakit pa rin ang tyan ko!

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Tinanong ko si Allen (kapatid ko na 7 years old) kung sya ba pinakagwapo sa klase nila. Pa-humble pa, sagot sa 'kin, "Ewan ko..." Inusisa ko kung ano sa tingin nya. Aba! Lumabas din ang pagkakupal! Sagot ba naman sa 'kin, "Oo siguro kasi yung isa kong kaklase mukhang saging. Flat na flat 'yung mukha nya tapos ang haba ng baba. Tapos pati ulo nya mahaba din. Mukha talaga syang saging! Tawag ko nga

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1119951234287026142005-06-28T17:31:00.001+08:002010-12-26T20:41:37.545+08:00

It was last Sunday (June 19). We woke up at 5am (no, we set the alarm at 5 but woke up at around 5:45) to prepare for my 9:40 am flight. Regulations say that you have to be checked-in 3 hours before the flight, so, we were off to an early start.I took a bath while Onac prepared breakfast. At around 6:30 we were already on our way to Changi Airport. I was already checked-in at around 7:20. Good

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-Kanta daw sa 'kin ni Onac to eh, kaya favorite ko na sya... yiheee! =).it's her hair and her eyes today that just simply take me away and the feeling that i'm falling further in love makes me shiver but in a good wayall the times i have sat and stared as she thoughtfully thumbs through her hairand she purses her lips, bats her eyes as she plays,with me sitting there slack-jawed and nothing to

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Nakakatmd, nkkatamad, nakaktamad... NAKAKATAMAD! Leche di nako marunong mag-spelling!---oOo---,Punyeta aircon namin, tulo nang tulo. Bumabaha na sa loob ng kwarto. Pati lababo sa kusina at inidoro sa CR tumutulo rin. Aircon sa isang kwarto di gumagana sa kabila naman di lumalamig. Bullshit, pagkamahal-mahal ng rent, dispalinghado naman mga gamit! Pakshet talaga!---oOo---,Eh sa nabuburat ako, may

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Ang kulit-kulit na talaga ng gobyerno! Puro na lang pulitika, nakakarindi na! Nitong mga nakaraang araw eh puro issue ng destabilization plots ang lumalabas. Wiretapped phone conversations para patunayan ang pandaraya ni Gloria sa eleksyon (huuu, as if naman hindi rin nandaya ang kabilang kampo), pahayag ng mga ex-AFP officials laban kay Gloria, pagkuha ni Gloria ng suporta mula sa militar (may '

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It's final. I had my return ticket booked on June 19, morning flight. I know I was excited to see my family the minute I got here in Singapore. Then why do I feel so sad just thinking about going home? Of course I know the reason... I'm gonna miss my husband so much :-(

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1118110395891951062005-06-07T10:13:00.001+08:002010-12-26T20:30:58.244+08:00

Ok, this is a little bit late. I was supposed to post this last week but I got bored updating my blog.Anyway, right after we went to the zoo, we had dinner then we were off to the night safari. It was actually on the same vicinity as the zoo. And I had a feeling that after the zoo closes at 6pm, the zoo management transports the animals to the night safari, which opens at 7:30 p.m. Ample time

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1117600760723979692005-06-01T12:39:00.001+08:002010-12-26T20:30:58.244+08:00

I had my most wonderful zoo experience last Saturday (May 28)! Duh, as if I have a lot of zoo experiences... But in fairness, I remember going to Manila Zoo when I was a kid. All I remember is that I saw a caged lion and that the place stinks (so much for a lasting impression). I don't know if the place is any better now.ANYWAY, Singapore Zoo on the other hand is fantastic! It takes you to an

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My husband and I watched a poor internet-downloaded copy of the Phantom of the Opera last night. I think he was bored the minute our computer screen showed the first scene of the movie. Halfway through the film, he was already snoring. I couldn't blame him, maybe he's not a big fan of musicals. He couldn't take the falsetto-sung dialogues of the characters. Worse is, the lyrics of the songs were

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7:30 a.m. Mag-aalarm na ang phone mo. Oras na para gumising kahit hindi pa umaabot ng 8 hours ang tulog mo. Ipagluluto mo pa kasi ng baon at almusal ang asawa mo. Ok lang basta para naman sa asawa mo =)7:40 a.m. Babangon ka na matapos umextend ng 10 minutes. Magtu-toothbrush muna tapos magluluto na. Medyo bangag ka pa.9:00 a.m. Ihahatid mo na sa pintuan ang asawa mong papunta sa opisina. Paglabas

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I remember an article written by Bo Sanchez entitled "Feel your feelings and then let go". He says that negative emotions are windows of our soul, which teach us about who we are and what we need from God (he's some sort of a religious writer). He says that the only way to get rid of a negative emotion is to recognize it, feel it, and then let it go. We should not try to repress it , or cover it

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1117016695260857012005-05-25T18:04:00.001+08:002010-12-26T20:34:45.144+08:00

It seems like the BIR is doing a good job running after tax evaders under its ongoing Operation: RATE. I've read that it has already filed cases against famous showbiz personalities Richard Gomez, Regine Velasquez, and recently Judy Ann Santos. BIR says that 92.5% of these showbiz personalities pay only about 0-1.5% tax on their gross incomes. Now, why am I not surprised to know that there is

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I'm movin', I'm comin'Can you hear what I hear?It's calling you my dear out of reach(Take me to my beach)I can hear it calling youI'm comin' not drowning, swimming closer to you-from THE BEACH soundtrack Where: SILOSO BEACH, SENTOSA ISLAND RESORT, SINGAPOREWhen: SUNDAY, MAY 22, 2005

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I just woke up with a throbbing headache.After a long argument with my husband last night, I went to bed while he did something with the computer. I was already about to sleep but then I thought of something that made me cry (some personal stuff I'd rather not divulge in this entry). No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to stop the tears from falling (I really hate that!). So I cried my

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1116387038344400132005-05-18T11:24:00.000+08:002010-12-26T20:27:05.553+08:00

I am really starting to hate my sister. She has been a very different person since she started going out with her, umm.. "boyfriend". She fails her subjects (I'm not sure if she attends it in the first place), doesn't go home for days (and looks sad and restless when she finally gets home), lies and makes up stories most of the time (and expects us to believe), and God knows what else she does to

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1115976376367534612005-05-13T17:21:00.002+08:002010-12-26T20:38:42.134+08:00

Magka-chat kami kaninang umaga ng kaibigan ko. Nakwento nya na pupunta dito sa Singapore yung ex nya (uy friends pa rin sila!). Tinanong nya kung may gusto akong ipabili. Hmmm... konti lang naman:1. Ensaymada ng Muhlach; 2. Polvoron, Brownies, at Pastillas de Leche ng Goldilocks;3. Cheez Whiz (malaki) - basta gusto ko Cheez Whiz, ayoko ng iba!; 4. Tender Juicy Hotdog - chicken/beef franks lang

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I don't believe in long term relationships.. or so I thought.Blame it partly to the fact that I have been raised in a broken home that I used to believe that even the best of relationships don't usually last. I mean, it's nothing but normal to see break-ups, divorces, and infidelities happen in what used to be a 'perfect relationship'? You may think that I'm a pessimist, thanks, but I'd rather be

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1115887940950180382005-05-12T16:49:00.002+08:002010-12-26T20:41:12.008+08:00

Kung hindi ko lang iniisip ang pagtitipid, mas gugustuhin ko nang bumili ng chicken in special cuts. Yung tipong legs lang o breast lng o wings lang. Pero dahil mas mura ang whole chicken, yun ang binibili namin kapag nagrogrocery kami. Dati ay wala pa akong kaalam-alam kung pano maghiwa ng manok (palibhasa baguhan ako sa kusina). At medyo natatakot ako (o nandidiri) dahil ang whole chicken dito

JuLiEhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06042722585711451480noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12786020.post-1115803099496964492005-05-11T17:15:00.002+08:002010-12-26T20:38:42.135+08:00

Reasons why I am here:1. Despite my innate dissentment of going with the flow, I find myself inspired to create my own blog after reading several blogs of acquaintances;2. I have a lot of time to waste;3. I am bored;4. I aim to diffuse my boredom to those who are also bored enough to at least scan what I have to write.Exposed?It is a contradiction to be posting my journal online since I am a very

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