"There's a rainbow after the rain" - Rainbow, Southborder

Huwag sanang mausog pero ang saya lang ng mga ganitong panahon sa buhay ko. Ito yung tunay na pagsasabuhay ng single-ness. 

Yihaaa!

joycie

RAVE.
The film (500) days of Summer rocks. It's so bittersweet and more real about love than all of those romantic movies.

SPOILER.
If you've been with someone you don't really love, or have been with someone who doesn't love you that much, you'll relate to the attitude Summer has. Like: "I'm not really looking for something serious", "I like you", "You're still my best friend." She tells us to read between the lines, which we don't usually do when our head is stuck in the clouds.  On the other side, you'd giggle at how madly lovesick Tom was, and though I didn't cry, my chest hurt a lot during the scenes when she was breaking his heart continuously. There was a lot of sweet scenes, and the film made you feel like you were going through the same elating then depressing cycle..

It's love and un-love together. And I think it's like where I'm in right now. Should I let him watch it, and make him realize what I really mean by "friends..?"

Paggising ko pa lang kaninang 1 am, naramdaman ko na na ang araw na ito ay magiging kakaiba. May plano ako pagkatapos ng shift ko pero wala akong ideya kung ano ang dapat kong asahan. Pero haaay, sarap ng feeling pag-uwi ko.

1am - kakaibang sigla pag gising ko kahit na nahirapan akong matulog dahil sa halloween episode ng maalaala mo kaya.

310am - Late ako ng ten minutes dahil madalang ang taxi sa may sa amin. Dumating ako 5 mins after 3am pero dahil maselan ang tools na gamit ko sa work at queueing, importante na mag set up muna bago log in.

310am and a couple of seconds after - nang lo and behold! Si Wanted  ay makita ko from afar. Late na nga ako, inabutan ko pa rin? 1230am natatapos ang shift ng niya pero andun pa siya. I figured na may shift pa ang kanyang special someone na ka-team nya so malamang inintay nya. Pero kebs, kinilig pa rin ako. hihi

310am-430am - Daig ko pa ang uminom ng combination ng cobra, caffeine at iba pang stimulant sa sobrang perky sa calls dahil may pagdaan sa harap ko at pag tambay sa malapit sa station ko si wanted. Literal na nagpalpitate ako nang husto. Sana lang talaga wala siyang ideya na kinikilig ako sa mga oras na ito dahil kundi, paktay na.

5am-12pm - May aftermath pa ako ng kilig factor. Habang struggling sa aht at rc binggo (malibreng lunch kasi na convertible sa bucket ng beer), nagkaayaang manuod ng 500 days of summer sa eastwood. By 12pm, kumpleto na ang mga sasama sa sinehan.

1210pm - Nang natapos akong magprocess ng downline. Good luck sa system update. Buti na lang todo bait ng TL ko. Saka kami dumiretso nang Ewood.

1210pm til 125pm - Bili ng lunch sa Mikiddies ni Avan tapos NY fries at picture taking gamit ang phone ni Toni. Sa wakas nakita ko din ang litrato nang artistang si Paraluman at si Fernando Poe Sr.

135pm - 310pm - Napahanga sa creativity ng pelikulang 500 days of summer. Ang galeng! Halos lahat ng elements ginamit ni Marc Webb,direktor ng pelikula. Animation, non-linear, dance number, sobrang gandang soundtrack, symbolism, paglalaro sa characters, narration at higit sa lahat ang pinakasimpleng pagpapakita ng reality at expectation. Ilang buntong hininga rin ang ginuggol ko sa mga eksenang nalagpasan ko na at napa-comment sa mga eksenang okay na pero masakit maramdaman uli. Sobrang totoo ng 500 days of summer. Halos mahahawakan mo na ang kwento na ikinubli sa disclaimer na fiction ang istorya at ano mang pagkakahawig sa tunay na mga tao at lugar ay nagkataon lamang "especially to you Jen Beckman. Bitch." Pramis. Kung gusto mo ng Hopeless romantic flick minus romanticsm, eto na yun.

almost 330pm - Nang dumating ako sa worship. Kewl. Timely yung preching ng pastor. God's peace. Tumulo talaga ang luha ko sa mga narinig ko sa session. At nakakamangha na of all the songs na kakantahin nila sa finale, ang paborito ko pang "Lord I offer my life" ang kinanta. At sabi ng kaibigan kong si Cha, first time daw niyang narining na kinanta yun sa worship. Nung pagkasabi nya nun, naramdaman ko na may malakas na force na gusto akong bumalik sa susunod na Linggo. Matapos ang konting kwentuhan, sumama ako sa DQ nila Cha. Brief lang yung nangyari kasi late na kaming nakarating. Tinanong kami isa-isa nung leader kung ano ang prayer request namin. Si Cha na yung nag-volunter na boyfriend daw ang ipag-pray sa akin. Hehe! Ang kulet lang kasi that time, pangatlo lang yun sa iniisip ko. Pero sabi ko sa leader, pass muna ako.

almost 5pm - Nangulit si Tita Janet, mama ni Cha, na isama daw kami nila cha sa celeb nila ng 3rd anniversary nila. Hindi na nakapalag si cha at nilibre kami sa ICeberg's. Ang SARAP ng chicken dishes nila! Ang laki ng servings at affordable. Sulit talaga at sobrang busog after.

almost 11pm - Chikahan habang naglalakad papuntang MRT. Libot sa trinoma. Ang saya ko pauwi.

Hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin ramdam na 24 years old ako. Ang haba nang araw na ito at oras lang ang pagitan, ang dami kong narealize sa mga nangyari ngayong taon na ito. At ngayon, alam kong natutunan ko na talaga ang mga dapat kong matutunan. 2010 will be a better year for me.

Kewl talaga dito sa new environment. Nanghihinayang lang ako at di ako pumasok nang mas maaga, sana naabutan ko yung trick or treat. Ang kewl as in pati mga managers, effort sa pag suot ng mga costumes! At hindi basta-bastang costumes dahil talagang pinaghanadaan na akala mo ay nagpa-parlor pa sila. Tapos may mga banda pang tumugtog  kaso nga lang dumating si Bagyong Santi kaya it was cut short.

Puro pictures na lang ang naabutan ko, sayang.

Pag nagtuluy-tuloy yung pagpasok ng magagandang tbass at rtf ko, malamang sa alamang magtatagal ako dito.

Thank you Lord.

joycie

Again, I was in some kind of high as we jumped, screamed, and headbanged to the best acts in the World Trade Center last night. It was so worth missing my board review workshop for, waking up late today, getting drenched and stranded in the storm for. Ok, the consequences weren’t premeditated, they just happened. Needless to say, I’m elated!

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Sobrang paborito ko talaga yung dance interpretation ng kanta ni Neyo na MAd sa So you think you can dance?. Ang galing ng execution.

Nalinis ko na ang gitara kong halos kalawangin na dahil ilang buwan nang hindi ko nagagamit. Pero na-injure naman yung middle finger ko sa kanan. Namamaga pa rin at mahirap igalaw.

13th moth pay, bakit ang tagal mong ibigay?

joycie

I am a frustrated artist. Whenever I see a painting, sketch, a doodle..I wish I had the same gifted hands. You see, I live in a hospital. Everyday, I lie witness to hundreds of scenes I wish i was talented enough to share or to capture. Like a husband softly kissing his sick wife. Like the doctors crowded over the surgical field, opening up an abdomen. Like a mother after a child has been born. Like the bruises and bleeds. Like the smile of relief from a negative test result. Or the lonely intern walking along the front of the hospital.

I wish I could share these moments. I may describe and share these things in words, but nothing beats detail and vibrant colors.

Frustrated...But maybe there is hope. After all, Vincent Van Gogh started painting at 27. (I just read this somewhere, I have to check.)

joycie

This is a warning to those wearing headphones while riding public transportation. Two days ago, I was riding the jeepney along Quiapo. Stuck in traffic, i was listening to music via earpieces, when two boys approached the doorless vehicle. One of them said out loud, "may cellphone yung bag nia o" while pointing at my handbag fearlessly in front of me. The shorter of the two attempted to reach out, but dropped his plan once the driver started shooing them away. Poor kids, too young to be living a life of crime. Poor us, deprived the luxury of our whims in public without feeling fear, or guilt.

I shoved my headphones into my bag, slightly shook, and more wary of my surroundings. Hay. God bless our country.

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I came from a dizziying day of work today, overfatigued and starving. Nevertheless, being a woman of her word, I mae plans with a friend to visit the wake of another friend's mother. We didn't make it. Guess what? I left my cellphone. Yes, I left the essential thing that would have materialized our meeting. And to think we were right in the same place, at the same time, just on the different floor. Whilst waiting and watching a hundred faces, scanning for my friend, and looking for things to blame (aside from myself) I realized, we can't live without a cellphone nowadays because:

a. people change plans, as quickly as they change their mind. we make things happen accordingly to what is found convenient.

b.or sometimes, we don't make plans in advance and rely on "txt na lang kta".

And although it is a great convenience to keep a cellphone handy, and be kept updated, it just sucks when your day is ruined because you left it, you lost it, or simply no/low bat.

Hay. 5 messages received. 12 missed calls.