Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Things I Look Forward To...
To Thursday, when I fly to Cebu for a hectic yet exciting work in a different city.
To next Tuesday, when my friends and I enjoy wine-all-you-can for only P600.
To next week, when I hopefully receive Mikey's cards sent through snail mail kasi hindi nga raw siya "email person." Haven't received any of those in a while...
To the week after that, when I can finally go on 2-hour run training. Hopefully outdoors because putting in the mileage in the threadmill because of inclement weather just isn't the same.
To the end of July, when I can finally try on the custom-made trisuit that Ige Lopez/T1 has made.
To August, when I fly to Naga with my parents who shall watch me race for the first time... to August 23, when I become part of the history at the very first Philippine Ironman 70.3.
To August 24, when I can finally get the rest i deserve.
To October 9-11, when the UP Dragonboat Team competes in its very first regatta outside the country in more than a decade...probably my very first trip abroad, too.
To the end of October, when Mikey finally comes home, walks through my door, and I give him a big, big hug. And as I hold tight his tall and lanky frame, I look up and see him giving me that cute clipped smile I find myself mimicking whenever I miss him.
To December 25, the 4th Annual Rey-Pen Birthday Party! May naisip na kaming title kanina: FOURgy Na'to!
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To our wedding day... How will we be able to pull that off?
To the distant future...Aren't you excited to see how everything will turn out? Sabi naman nila 80% of the things you worry about will never happen so I guess it's gonna be a bright and happy future naman.
To death...or better yet, to the afterlife...to that big talk with my God and ikukuwento niya ang kanyang blow-by-blow analysis ng aking buhay... The rationale for the circumstances He gave me, where I made a wrong turn, the people I've wronged but I'm not aware of, the people whose love made a difference in my life...'Di ba ang saya ng inumang 'yun?
Sige tulog na'ko. Can't wait for tomorrow!
To next Tuesday, when my friends and I enjoy wine-all-you-can for only P600.
To next week, when I hopefully receive Mikey's cards sent through snail mail kasi hindi nga raw siya "email person." Haven't received any of those in a while...
To the week after that, when I can finally go on 2-hour run training. Hopefully outdoors because putting in the mileage in the threadmill because of inclement weather just isn't the same.
To the end of July, when I can finally try on the custom-made trisuit that Ige Lopez/T1 has made.
To August, when I fly to Naga with my parents who shall watch me race for the first time... to August 23, when I become part of the history at the very first Philippine Ironman 70.3.
To August 24, when I can finally get the rest i deserve.
To October 9-11, when the UP Dragonboat Team competes in its very first regatta outside the country in more than a decade...probably my very first trip abroad, too.
To the end of October, when Mikey finally comes home, walks through my door, and I give him a big, big hug. And as I hold tight his tall and lanky frame, I look up and see him giving me that cute clipped smile I find myself mimicking whenever I miss him.
To December 25, the 4th Annual Rey-Pen Birthday Party! May naisip na kaming title kanina: FOURgy Na'to!
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To our wedding day... How will we be able to pull that off?
To the distant future...Aren't you excited to see how everything will turn out? Sabi naman nila 80% of the things you worry about will never happen so I guess it's gonna be a bright and happy future naman.
To death...or better yet, to the afterlife...to that big talk with my God and ikukuwento niya ang kanyang blow-by-blow analysis ng aking buhay... The rationale for the circumstances He gave me, where I made a wrong turn, the people I've wronged but I'm not aware of, the people whose love made a difference in my life...'Di ba ang saya ng inumang 'yun?
Sige tulog na'ko. Can't wait for tomorrow!
Thursday, June 04, 2009
Cerulean
Thank you to http://www.whysanity.net/monos/prada.html for this. It saved my life since those corporate shits have decided to go after a mere fan who posted this favorite scene from "The Devil Wears Prada" in Youtube in the name of "intellectual property rights."
Miranda and her assistants are deciding between two similar belts for an outfit. Andy sniggers because she thinks they look exactly the same.
Miranda Priestly:
Something funny?
Andy Sachs:
No, no, nothing. Y'know, it's just that both those belts look exactly the same to me. Y'know, I'm still learning about all this stuff.
Miranda Priestly:
This... 'stuff'? Oh... ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don't know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise, it's not lapis, it's actually cerulean.
You're also blindly unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn't it, who showed cerulean military jackets? And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers.
Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic "casual corner" where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of "stuff."
Aside from adherence to "fashion psychology," this monologue really strikes a chord because I sometimes find myself around people who don't think writing for Philippine entertainment TV shows is a "noble" job, much like how Kris Aquino laments comments like, "Ateneo graduate ka naman. You're smart. Bakit ganyan ang trabaho mo?"
Unfortunately I do not have a Miranda Priestleyesque reply to such condescension. Sabi nga nila, you don't have to explain yourself to anyone. Just let it be known that if you start on it, I might take offense and bahala ka na lang kung paano mag-react (which would depend on my mood).
I remember a recent conversation with a researcher from the Inquirer. Ang most viewed column daw sa Inquirer website ay 'yung kay Dolly Ann Carvajal. "Eh, nakakahiya namang i-declare na'yun ang most viewed site kaya ang ginawa na lang kinategorize na lang namin na ito 'yung Most Viewed Business Column, Most Viewed Showbiz Column..." Nag-react talaga ako ng: "Ano ang nakakahiya ru'n?"
Of course he was eventually able to explain himself; that he used the wrong word and that what he meant was Inquirer just didn't want their news website to be a showbiz website, as opposed to the credible (though sometimes maligned) PEP.ph. Valid naman. Pero napaka-valid ding insight (na dapat naisip ng researcher na'to) na the very people who read Inquirer are also interested in showbiz affairs, and they shouldn't be made to feel embarrassed about that.
Miranda and her assistants are deciding between two similar belts for an outfit. Andy sniggers because she thinks they look exactly the same.
Miranda Priestly:
Something funny?
Andy Sachs:
No, no, nothing. Y'know, it's just that both those belts look exactly the same to me. Y'know, I'm still learning about all this stuff.
Miranda Priestly:
This... 'stuff'? Oh... ok. I see, you think this has nothing to do with you. You go to your closet and you select out, oh I don't know, that lumpy blue sweater, for instance, because you're trying to tell the world that you take yourself too seriously to care about what you put on your back. But what you don't know is that that sweater is not just blue, it's not turquoise, it's not lapis, it's actually cerulean.
You're also blindly unaware of the fact that in 2002, Oscar de la Renta did a collection of cerulean gowns. And then I think it was Yves St Laurent, wasn't it, who showed cerulean military jackets? And then cerulean quickly showed up in the collections of eight different designers.
Then it filtered down through the department stores and then trickled on down into some tragic "casual corner" where you, no doubt, fished it out of some clearance bin. However, that blue represents millions of dollars and countless jobs and so it's sort of comical how you think that you've made a choice that exempts you from the fashion industry when, in fact, you're wearing the sweater that was selected for you by the people in this room. From a pile of "stuff."
Aside from adherence to "fashion psychology," this monologue really strikes a chord because I sometimes find myself around people who don't think writing for Philippine entertainment TV shows is a "noble" job, much like how Kris Aquino laments comments like, "Ateneo graduate ka naman. You're smart. Bakit ganyan ang trabaho mo?"
Unfortunately I do not have a Miranda Priestleyesque reply to such condescension. Sabi nga nila, you don't have to explain yourself to anyone. Just let it be known that if you start on it, I might take offense and bahala ka na lang kung paano mag-react (which would depend on my mood).
I remember a recent conversation with a researcher from the Inquirer. Ang most viewed column daw sa Inquirer website ay 'yung kay Dolly Ann Carvajal. "Eh, nakakahiya namang i-declare na'yun ang most viewed site kaya ang ginawa na lang kinategorize na lang namin na ito 'yung Most Viewed Business Column, Most Viewed Showbiz Column..." Nag-react talaga ako ng: "Ano ang nakakahiya ru'n?"
Of course he was eventually able to explain himself; that he used the wrong word and that what he meant was Inquirer just didn't want their news website to be a showbiz website, as opposed to the credible (though sometimes maligned) PEP.ph. Valid naman. Pero napaka-valid ding insight (na dapat naisip ng researcher na'to) na the very people who read Inquirer are also interested in showbiz affairs, and they shouldn't be made to feel embarrassed about that.
