Analog-Digital World

DIGITAL... Sage made this using her Friendster account.


ANALOG... I have a feeling that Sabine will learn to play the violin really, really soon. Sadie loves to watch us when we play foosball.



DIGITAL... They Love surfing.

ANALOG... Sabine's Team got silver medals for our effort during their sportsfest.

Sage made this "I'm a Princess" digital collage from Friendster too.

Rock and Roll Forevah!

Dear Sabine, by last count you've watched Alvin and the Chipmunks for a gazillion times now. last time you went gaga over another film was with "Cars"

Probably because of the Rock music...

Knights of the Round Table

"It's not the color of the Armor that counts, but the Knight within" --MCGMD

Dear Kids, there is this legend about two, star-crossed lovers, cursed by an evil Religious Wizard to walk the earth together, but to never meet each other in human form. From being a beautiful woman, she is transformed into a hawk when the sun is in the sky, while her lover, a Black Knight, assumes the form of a Wolf when the moon rises and then becomes human again at dawn. They accompany each other in their quest to break the spell. But the prophecy of how to break it sounds like a riddle:

"The two must stand together in front of the bishop as husband and wife on the day without a night, and a night without a day."

Unable to make sense of the riddle, not knowing what to expect, both rode on to meet their destiny. When they finally came to the end of their journey, the Black knight dueled with the Bishop's mercenaries and ultimately defeated the bishop's curse itself. For that day was special. That day, an ECLIPSE took place. It was indeed a day without a night, and a night without a day.

A couple of nights ago, we missed gazing at the lunar eclipse. I would have told you guys this story while watching it. Sayang.

Anyway, that's our new dining table. It's round like the one in the legend of King Arthur and his Knights. Round like the two principal Orbs that make Eclipses happen. We bought it on February 14, 2008.

itutuloy...

Putting Jun Lozada in Perspective

He WAS part of the Other Side.
But he came through... Only because he had to.

Now he's better off without his erstwhile CONFEDERATES.




"Now that it's all said and done,
I can't believe you were the one
To build me up and tear me down,
Like an old abandoned house.
What you said when you left
Just left me cold and out of breath.
I fell too far, was in way too deep.
Guess I let you get the best of me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

You took a hammer to these walls,
Dragged the memories down the hall,
Packed your bags and walked away.
There was nothing I could say.
And when you slammed the front door shut,
A lot of others opened up,
So did my eyes so I could see
That you never were the best for me.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.

Well, I never saw it coming.
I should've started running
A long, long time ago.
And I never thought I'd doubt you,
I'm better off without you
More than you, more than you know.
I'm slowly getting closure.
I guess it's really over.
I'm finally getting better.
And now I'm picking up the pieces.
I'm spending all of these years
Putting my heart back together.
Well I'm putting my heart back together,
'Cause I got over you.
Well I got over you.
I got over you.
'Cause the day I thought I'd never get through,
I got over you."

Post VD

"For he who has felt the deepest grief is best able to experience sublime happiness"-- Edmund Dantes, le Comte de Monte Cristo

Dear Kids, I wrote about SAD syndrome last December. I'm just wondering if there's a statistically confirmed disease entity called "Post-Valentine's Day Syndrome?"

I've been checking my account last night in a social networking site and I found disturbing entries bordering on the suicidal.

Maybe it's because the disappointment is greatest when the expectations are highest. People look forward to Valentine's day Months before the actual date. Then when those expectations aren't fully met, those with depression will find it easy to take what they think is the easy way out: Death.

Last Night, while trying to write to a depressed collegiala with disturbing messages, I received a phonecall from your Yaya who told me that her sister slit her wrist (because of a boylet who probably has a frenchkissing IQ of a rotting corpse). I rolled my eyes, told her not to panic, since suicide attempts via wrist slashing rarely succeed (except in the movies), and to bring her sister to the nearest clinic or hospital to have the wound stitched up and to be given prophylactics because her sister might die... OF TETANUS!

Lintek. nakaka depress. Para hindi tayo mag suicide lahat dahil sa depression, basahin nyo nalang itong na pulot kong message.


So, is he a very, very, clever comedian or not? If not, Magtatayo ako ng call center at kukunin ko syang agent. Papatawagin ko sya kay Mirriam umaga at gabi para dumugo ilong ni Madame (a lot of people will pay me to see this happen. papalitan ko na blog URL na ito at gagawin kong: mayamanako.blogspot.com)

February 14, 2008

I've been awake for a while now

You've got me feelin' like a child now
Cause everytime I see your bubbly face
I get the tingles in a silly place


It starts in my toes
And I crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go


The rain is fallin' on my window pane
But we are hidin' in a safer place
Under cover stayin safe and warm
You give me feelins that I adore


They start in my toes
Make me crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go


What am I gonna say
When you make me feel this way
I just-mmm..

It starts in my toes
Make me crinkle my nose
Where ever it goes
I always know
That you make me smile
Please stay for a while now
Just take your time
Where ever you go


Dada dada dadada dada dum..
Mmm mmm..


I've been asleep for a while now
You tuck me in just like a child now
Cause every time you hold me in your arms
I'm comfortable enough to feel your warmth


It starts in my soul
And I lose all control
When you kiss my nose
The feelin shows
Cause you make me smile baby
Just take your time now
Holdin' me ti-i-ight


Where ever, Where ever, Where ever you go
Where ever, Where ever, Where ever you go

That you make me smile
Even just for a whi-i-le.

Kapamilya

Because of the ironclad clause in the document (specifically Paragraph 11) that makes me liable if I breath a word about the reason why I was there, I need explicit permission from Marlet & Co. before I blog about this.

wala akong 2Million Peso spare change e.

Thank You Very Much...

To Dhes for this Picture (among others) and for giving Ayheen a very personal tour of the whole complex. You made her feel like one of those Balikbayan Billionaires in one of those official studio tours.

To Koryn (we dropped her name at the entrance. kung may sikyo kayong makita na naka cast ang paa, siya yung naka duty noon at nadaganan ang paa nya ng mabigat na pangalan.)

To Marlet (dahil sa bikini babes na umupo sa harapan ko. ngalang, nasa likod ko naman Misis ko)


I mentioned to Koryn and Dhes that the only network we watch at home is their Home network. Actually, it's because of my byenan who is crazy about the telenovelas, and bigbrother etc. I also would like to watch Marimar shake her booty but only at the risk of earning their ire.

Oh well. Atleast Narda is already there.... uhhh... Angel pala (sorry about that guys)

Winning 2nd Place and Winning Friendship

That's you, Sage, and your Team...


After saying your prayers just before going up on stage.


You guys were really jamming it up together.


It was just like how you practiced it at home.



You guys snatched SECOND PLACE despite of trailing the others at one point in the Game.


After the QuizBee you also performed in the Chorale presentation.



And your group was given the Most Coordinated Award.



Then we went bowling after lunch

Preparing for Quizbee

Dear Sage, Tomorrow is your quizbee contest. in the video above you can see your Lola Letty Acting as the Quizmaster Stenographer/secretary tasked to take down notes of the questions you answered and spelled properly; your Mom as the Timekeeper and Audience Manager (The unruly audience being Sabine, Sadie and Me)



The painting above is by Palma Tayona of VisualViscera.blogspot.com. (published with artist's consent. Thanks man.) its title is "It takes a Village."

I say it's appropriate. It takes a village to raise a future Nobel Prize winner in Physics y'know.

SUPER TUESDAY

Why should I care? Because American Foreign Economic Policy affects me, dammit.

How do you talk to an Angel?...

"... How do you hold her close to where you are?
How do you talk to an angel?
It's like trying to catch a falling star..."-- The Heights

Dear Sage and Sabine, Thursday last week we finally got to meet Koryn. Actually I immediately recognized her but her gaze went past me and settled on Sabine who looked extra adorable that day (you all were). Then she hugged Ayheen like they were old friends. When it was finally my turn to shake her hand I suppressed the wisecrack that almost slipped my lips unchecked (I almost said "Hey, I didn't recognize you with your clothes on")-- Buti nalang, I'd probably still be in the ICU by now.

It was her building and she was pretty busy (like us) so we didn't get to talk much. Actually, the conversation was mostly between her and your Mom. What I found awkward was that everytime your Mom asked her a personal question, I already knew the answer (and most of the time, the stories behind it). Although I'm not a stalker or a serial killer, I still am a stranger to this Angel of a Lady and I found it uncomfortable to know so much about her. And yet, I bet she doesn't know anything about me. I know, it's unfair.

Whether you like it or not a blog can be dangerous. It is an invitation to strangers to see who you are at your most vulnerable. I recognized that early on that's why I always tell everybody that I'm not really a blogger. This blog doesn't contain my CV, my antics, my real dreams for myself. It was never about me. This website is a repository of the sweetest memories you'll ever have of your childhood. The sad ones I edit them out. Because we need to spend a great part of our existence to live down the painful memories of our childhood kahit gano kakonti ito. Most of the time the only things that can help us live them down is by remembering the best part of our lives. I will try to record the best and sweetest memories of your childhood here.

And Real Bloggers like Atticus, Koryn, Snglguy, Dhes, Tin and other silent lurkers out there are, as I have said in a previous entry, the angels who have read how sweet and generous and adorable you all are. Hopefully they will remind you of this fact even when by some twist of fate this website gets deleted.

And to These angels, Thank You for letting us into your lives. We understand the importance of Privacy and Personal space. We hope that we can really be friends here in cyberspace and beyond.

BTW, Koryn, you really look stunning-- This time, I won't be asking for free tickets to Disney on Ice (Tapos na e)

THE GIANTS OWN XLII

Dear Jaycee and Jayden; Aidan, Cheryl and Florante; Congratulations to You Guys!!!

Congratulations NEW YORK!

Hey Liza, you think the Mets can top this one in their own coming season?... Ooops, Sorry about that, Jaycee, What I meant was: GO YANKEES!!!

Ate, I hope you realize how fortunate and blessed you are for visiting New York, for being there, This HOUR, This MINUTE!!!

Anyway, At the back of my mind when I posted the preceding blog entry below, I was thinking of steeling myself to re-post the "Bloody but unbowed" line since the Giants were the underdogs. Instead I am reposting this poem...

"You are my adversary,
but you are not my enemy.
For your resistance gives me strength.
Your will gives me courage.
Your spirit ennobles me.
And though I aim to defeat you, should I succeed,
I will not humiliate you.
Instead, I will honour you.
For without you,
I am a lesser man."— “Opponent”, from Celebrate

SUPER BOWL 42

GODSPEED,
NEW YORK!!!