a day in the life of the rich and famous

stan asked me to go to this dinner at marco polo and halfway before we get there, he so casually announces that zee was "covering" the dinner because his friend steve, the host, who was going to be featured as entrepreneur of the year and needed pics with his uber exclusive EO buddies for the article. and.. he casually mentions his ex was going to be there in our little intimate dinner of 6.

anyway, our dinner was served one elaborately designed morsel at a time in huge white plates in shapes i've never seen. and if being in the company of these super successful, well-traveled, fancy worded people wasn't stressful enough, i was out of my mind starving after being stuck in traffic for almost 2 hours. figuring out which fork to use required extra human strength to review my Tiffany's Book of Manners in my head. i had to use every bit of discipline not to stuff the whole damn "course' into my mouth. plus, i was waiting for candy to breeze into the room looking all primped and pretty and plop down into the empty seat beside stan.

needless to say, dinner was great. it got a bit of getting used to but after a few rounds of wine, everyone seemed jovial and i was quite relaxed myself. thank God candy was a no show or i would have downed more wine than i would have wanted to and regretted it tomorrow.

aside from finding out that you can actually feel full after being served 9 tablespoons of food spread out on 9 plates with wine in between, i actually learned 2 new things. Civet Coffee and Enema. interesting pish posh dinner conversation. i'm too sleepy to elaborate so go google it.

marla got her upgrade

yay for me! 1.2 G of RAM is quite enough to make things move at the speed of light. or maybe.. in a blink of an eye lang. 2 Gs would have been sweeter but my pocket doesn't reach that deep. yes. i'm a secret computer nerd but only when it comes to macs.

anyway, i also decided to upgrade since i'm going to be doing alot of marketing peripherals for my tita maling and my mom for their bath & body products. i had fun doing them and i guess this is just the thing to take me out of my self absorbed melancholy over you-know-who. it'll help me stick to my plan of not thinking about it and not bringing it up and just trying to rebuild my life with ME in the center of it.

i'm running out of rope

got this from exploding dog. it made me laugh because i think this drawing sums up what waiting for a proposal for 3 loooong years feels like. i'm making a conscious effort to paint that thought black but every corner i turn reminds me of it. i swear! i turn on the TV and the only thing good to watch was My Bestfriends Wedding, i walk by a bridal shop every weekend in BTC, i attended a Yap family gathering and now stans uncle has gotten into the prodding and badgering.

what's a girl to do... what's a girl to do...

anyway, got on YM and johann starts chatting me up and eventually we get to the subject i'm trying to avoid. i relent and just vent. i think he's the first guy i've asked about what he thinks is going on in stans head. i have no clue since he never tells me anything nor does he address my subtle or overt hinting, letter writing and what not. anyway, we came up with a plan to just shut up about it for a year... or until the 3rd iStore has come into fruition. no hinting, no letter writing.. no nothing. if he doesn't after a year of silence from me, i don't know what'll work and i guess i'll just have to admit defeat. if he doesn't by then, he probably never will. in the meantime, i have to come up with a well rehearsed quip to say to fend off well-meaning friends and family whenever the subject arises.

any ideas?

what made my day today

i got this nice surprise forward from stan in the mail. i got kilig that he thought of me when he read this and took the trouble to send it to me.

whining forgiven. =)

The abandoned monkey who has found love with a pigeon
Last updated at 18:39pm on 13th September 2007



They're an odd couple in every sense but a monkey and a pigeon have become inseparable at an animal sanctuary in China.

The 12-week-old macaque - who was abandoned by his mother - was close to death when it was rescued on Neilingding Island, in Goangdong Province.

After being taken to an animal hospital his health began to improve but he seemed spiritless - until he developed a friendship with a white pigeon.

The blossoming relationship helped to revive the macaque who has developed a new lease of life, say staff at the sanctuary.

Now the unlikely duo are never far from each other's side, but they aren't the only ones to strike up an unusual friendship.

Earlier this year a pig adopted a tiger cub and raised him along with her piglets because his mother couldn't feed him.

And in 2005 a baby dear named Mi-Lu befriended lurcher Geoffrey at the Knowsley Animal Park in Merseyside after she was rejected by her mother.

whiner whiner pants on fire

the past two days have been really nice. stan and i found something new to do together and that's to try to beat each other out in online scrabble and boggle. i've been really happy considering for the past few weeks, it's been nothing but work for him and i've been left to fend for myself.

we ended pretty late last night playing back to back games of boggle and he walks me to the car. suddenly, he remembers all that i was supposed to set up a "sophie schedule" and starts whining about how i "never" take the things he asks me to do seriously and how i "always" forget. well, i did in fact forget... but what got me irked was why did he have to bring those things up when i couldn't do anything about them anymore. and why did he have to ruin such a nice night by whining. i hate leaving with a sour note and it eats me up lying in bed thinking about it.

and what about all my good attributes? why can't he ever bring those up instead of always pointing out what i did wrong or what i didn't do or what i need to do. i'm a firm believer of positive reinforcement and i don't i think i nit-pick at his short comings. i don't even dare bring up the "major" issues i have with him just to peacefully coexist in the hope that it'll all just go away by itself. nobody ever rose to low expectations and i'm getting tired of him always being the one who has to remind me of what an imperfect person i am.

food food food...

i'm in the mood for cooking. it all started with a field trip i had with the grade 1 class to our little farm up in cantipla. i volunteered to bake cheese cupcakes which turned out to be quite yummy. the kids loved it and they wiped out all the cupcakes i made. being up there reminded me how beautiful it was up there and how nice it would be to have a lovely party with good friends and good music.

i'm crazy about anything with cheese nowadays so i was thinking of having parma ham and shrimp cheese fondue, a light spaghetti aglio olio, a nice crisp romaine lettuce cesear salad with lots of parmesan cheese, minute steaks which we can grill ourselves and tia maria crepes for dessert.


mmmm.....

whatcha think? let's set a date? how about a nice saturday afternoon...

ode to the one who makes me wait

i wanted to write a poem with "ode to the one who makes me wait" as the title. for lack of words to coin together, i shall borrow from Gwen Stefani. been running on empty the past few days and i need to somehow fan the flames.


The Real Thing Lyrics (Gwen Stefani)

I've seen your face a thousand times
Have all your stories memorized
I've kissed your lips a million ways
But I still love to have you around

I've held you too many times to count
I think I know you inside out
And we're together most days
But I still love to have you around

You're the one I want and it's not just phase
You're the one I trust, our love is the real thing

Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I'm happiest when we spend time

You're a salty water ocean wave
You knock me down, you kiss my face
I know the storms will always come
But I still love to have you around

Heaven knows what will come next
So emotional, you're so complex
A rollercoaster built to crash
But I still love to have you around

You're the one I want and it's not just phase
You're the one I trust, our love is the real thing
Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I'm happiest when we spend time (it's only you and I)

It's you there when I close my eyes
And you in the morning
I never thought you'd still be mine
Or I'd really need to have you around

Don't go away
My love (my love)
I want you to stay
In my life
Don't go away
My lover (my love)
I need you, you're my love supply

Don't go away
My love (you're my love supply)
I want you to stay
In my life (every day, every night)
Don't go away
My love (you're my love supply)
I need you, you're my love supply

i'm in the mood to write

maya and i were supposed to go buy emil a birthday gift for his birthday tomorrow but instead it turned into a dinner and dessert date which we seem to be having more frequently than the usual. well, we still got the gift which took all of 5 seconds to order an ipod radio transmitter from iStore and have it delivered. then we got down to business...

we got to talking about planning weddings in the spirit of ren's wonderfully concocted winter harvest theme for her upcoming wedding. when i think of my wedding, i can't seem to think of anything else except the most delicate shade of pink and chiffon cloth set against a beautiful sunset beach. my sister as the maid of honor and my best girl friends as bridesmaids. i'm in a romantic white dress and my groom is waiting for me at the altar with eyes only for me. everything whispers love and romance during the ceremony but we have a rockin' reception that ends as the sun comes up. and after i've worn out my dancing shoes, i snuggle into the arms of my husband with a smile on my face as i drift off to sleep.

yep. that's me... borderline cheesy lovey dovey spring summery me.

ren. we have to have coffee to plan your wedding!

my soon to be gone crooked smile

this was the picture that i saw which made me decide to get braces. you can't really see my crooked teeth until it's been frozen in time in a photograph. i guess i just couldn't bear the thought of looking through my wedding album and seeing my crooked smile knowing i could have done something about it.

anyway... i have about 2 weeks left till my first adjustment then i'll know how much progress i've made. it's been a lot of adjustment having braces. you have to think before you eat. by now i'm pretty much adjusted to the whole process of thinking before i put anything in my mouth. and i also have to take into consideration whether forgetful-me brought my toothbrush or not. i'm still a bit self conscious about the braces especially when it comes to eating. it always feels like all the crumbs are stuck between my teeth.

that's about it.. the first blog on why i got my braces.