Monday, November 26, 2007

Walk Slowly

In my 24 years of existence, I've observed two kinds of grandparents: those who are passive - the type that you kiss or bless when you arrive at their house and kiss goodbye when you leave their house; and those who are really active - the kind of granparents who strive to develop a personal relationship with their grandchildren. My grandparents were the active ones. There are 21 of us grandchildren and yet, our grandparents made it a point to connect with each of us. Our grandparents held us together. They kept the family so close that I feel like I have 7 sets of parents and 21 siblings.

We recently mourned the passing of my dear grandmother (yes, the one pictured playing Wii in a previous post), and instead of dwelling too much on the loss, we all resolved to celebrate her life. We remembered the fun times we had with her and how we felt so blessed to have had her in our lives. On the last night of the funeral, we paid her a tribute. For me, this tribute was more for those of us who were left behind. This was our chance to say out loud how we really felt, how thankful and how grateful we all are. There was not a dry eye that night.

For our part, the grandchildren, we wrote a letter which was delivered by my eldest cousin.

Dear Mamang,

We will always remember you as the grandmother who never failed to make her love for her grandchildren felt. We will always remember the times when asked all of us to sleep in your house in Mandaluyong. Waking up next morning to wait for the Taho vendor, we spent the entire day running around, creating chaos in the house. By mid afternoon, we were in the streets waiting for the Yakult vendor. When night time came, we all ate dinner when our Titas and Titos had come home from work, and happily shared stories of how our day went.

Even when you moved to Bicutan and when Papang passed away, you continued to shower us with your love by asking us to come visit you on weekends. You also took the task of watching over us when our parents were away. We may not have made it obvious to you, but we surely enjoyed your company. Not everyone would have had the opportunity to have a lola as cool as you!

We’d never forget our trips to Baguio, Matabungkay, Puerto Azul, Zambales, Boracay and all over. You and Papang had created a wonderful environment for my sister, cousins and I to have a happy childhood together. Now that we’re all grown up and some of us have kids of our own, we’ve maintained the closeness and values that you and Papang had helped instill on us, bound by all the happy memories of our childhood with both of you.

Even if you’re not here with us anymore, know that we will continue to remember you everyday, especially during our birthdays – we will miss your greetings, the little notes you leave us, and of course the meaty envelope haha.

During Easter Sunday as we go egg-hunting, we’ll remember you excitedly asking the kids how many eggs they gathered.

It would be especially difficult for us not to remember you during Christmas and New Year this year. We will miss our steady supply of underwear, sleepwear, and the little things you gave us. On New Year’s Eve, we will light the fireworks in sweet remembrance, knowing that you, Papang and Andrew are looking down lovingly on us with a smile on your faces.

Lastly, we’d like to thank you and Papang for the gift of life. We all probably wouldn’t have seen the light of day had it not been for the two of you. Thank you for our parents and for raising them well. We all are living a life so blessed. We have the best parents and the best family.

Even without your and Papang’s physical presence, together with our parents, we will continue to keep the family close – just like how you and Papang had always wanted.

Rest assured that your great grandchildren and future great grandchildren will hear all our wonderful stories about you, some of these immortalized by the photos which we now hold dearly in our hearts.

As Wolfmann once wrote in a song:

Walk slowly
And dare to realize
The mark you’ve made in other people’s lives
And then gently
Turn and walk away
We’ll live to share your story another day

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

i want to be 17 again.


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Wednesday, October 31, 2007

Question

Came across this question today:

Who would be blamed if a leaf fell from a tree?
Is it the wind that blew it away? Or the tree that let it go? Or
is it the leaf itself which never held tight?
Don't tell me it's the process of abscission...

Tuesday, October 30, 2007

Monday, October 29, 2007

Raikkonen the Playboy King

He's so cool!!! :-)


"Taking part in an endurance snowmobile race on the other side of the world a week before the first race of a season in which you have joined a new team and are the favourite for the world title would be dismissed as madness by most in F1.

Most drivers would - and did - go out to Australia early, the better to get over jet lag and acclimatise.

But not only did Raikkonen do it, win the snowmobile race, and get away with it, but he then went out and won the Australian Grand Prix as well. "



The rest of the story here.

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Sunday, October 28, 2007

Jumper


Everyone's got to face down the demons
Maybe today, you could put the past away
I wish you would step back from that ledge my friend
I would understand

Monday, October 22, 2007

Finally!!!


Kimi has arrived! Amazing, I love it! At last, Kimi Raikkonen is F1 Champion. It's been a long wait. Grabe. Eversince I started to watch Formula 1 back in 2002 or 2003, back when the world's eyes was fixed on Schumi (or Juan Pablo Montoya, David Coulthard or who knows who), I already took notice of Kimi Raikkonen. The rookie, Ice Man from Finland. Nobody ever thought that THIS was HIS year.

I like him not for his looks. Well. Okay, not JUST for his looks. You see, I can relate a lot to him. Kimi used to be the champion that never was, if you know what I mean. He had a series of muntik na, sayang, almost reaching but never there races. There's no doubt that he's a good driver. He just happens to be at the wrong place, at the wrong time, or driving the wrong car or using the wrong tires. He's always been runner-up - number two or number three. I thought the frustration would never end. Man. There was this one race (I don't remember where it was, but I know it was some two years ago cos I remember talking about this with my cousin) when Kimi led all the way, like 70 laps. Konti nalang eh, sobrang konti nalang... He was probably on the second to the last lap, if not the last, when the tire of his McLaren burst!!! Aaaaaargh. I remember the feeling, haha. Mygod. Bwiset talaga.

I've also encountered frustrations like this in my life (but of course, it's not sports-related! Hellow). I was kinda always behind by a slim margin - second best director, third place in comedy scriptwriting (I've always believed naman that the funniest things are spontaneous)... there was this time I ran for a top position in a college org. I've been in that org since Freshman year and every year, I'd get promoted. So in senior year, I had to run for that VP position just for the sake of. No one wanted to compete with me, but FOR THE SAKE OF (para fun, I guessed), they got someone to run against me. So okay... I was so relaxed, I focused on other things. Thesis time din eh. Didn't even bother to campaign, well, maybe a little. I just knew that I had a strong group in there. What I didn't anticipate was the number of people who were new to the org. I never thought they'd be enough to make my opponent win! What the hell. Mejo natulala ako after the counting... parang hello. Ano nangyayari, wake me up na. So after three years, member nalang ako?? I'm part of the commonfolk nalang haha! Tapos the winner was so shocked, she wanted to get me as co-VP or something. HELLO. I'd like to say, however, that I handle defeat well. I sourgraped, I had a lot of regrets, but at the end of the day, I had to accept it. That was a learning lesson for me. Now, I always remember to prepare... just prepare for anything that might come and to always have a battle plan.

So now, I realize the value of patience. Everyone of us has a purpose for being here, and at one point or another, we will have the opportunity to fulfill what it is that we're set out to do. Kimi is a good driver and when Michael Schumacher retired, Ferrari immediately sought to sign him. Back then, I was a bit anti-Ferrari for various reasons. I thought that the team was so full of itself and its owners kinda monopolized F1. They wanted to rule it and I'm all for fair play. I wanted to see the McLarens and the Renaults to prosper as well. So when Kimi decided to move to Ferrari, I was somewhat disillusioned. But then, it was all for the better. Kimi had driven for McLaren for quite a while already. He was McLaren's top guy. And while he had done all he could to get them a championship, there just comes a point in a driver's life when he's got to make decisions for his career. I'm sure McLaren did all it could to match the Ferrari offer but they just couldn't afford it... and it just didn't seem to work anymore. Obviously, the move to Ferrari was a good one. Now we have the world's best F1 driver racing for F1's best team.

Things will happen when they're meant to happen. Ateneo waited 14 years for a UAAP Championship. Couples wait for more than 5 or even 10 years before they could have a baby. You know the feeling when you're not looking for something anymore... then it just comes to find you.

For Kimi, he waited long enough for this. No one would have thought he'd emerge victorious, snatching the title from favorites Fernando Alonso and Lewis Hamilton. The best thing is, after all the years of frustration, hardwork, disappointments, he never stopped trying. He never gave up his dream even when everyone else seemed to have lost hope in him.

Wilf, if you only saw this!

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

Facebook



I'm hooked on another social networking site... again. It's becoming a habit now. I'm on MySpace, Friendster, Tagged, Multiply, etc.. The newest culprit is Facebook. One of my clients invited me to be his friend on Facebook and eversince I got started, I hadn't stopped. Facebook + Multiply - 90% of my life is definitely online.

As it is, Multiply is already a breakthrough networking site which allows users to share photos, videos and blogs across a network. Perhaps what makes Multiply successful is the comment function. You can post all your stuff and your friends would be able to comment and let you know what they think. You can create your own world. If you have all the people you know in your network, sharing your life is much more easy.

In the past, when interesting things happen to me, I'd text my friends, meet up with them for coffee or beer and all that... Now, I can just post and they react. Real time.

And now, there's Facebook. Facebook is just like Multiply but with more things to do. It details your relationship with a person, like how you know each other ("Joy and XXX went to college together" or "Joy and XXX lived together"). People can poke each other, play poker, give gifts, choose a pet, share a drink, write on each other's super wall, post big photos, toss firecrackers and a lot more. I also think Facebook is more widely used than Mutliply. Heck I even found some clients from a nearby country in Facebook! But I won't befriend them yet... until they discover me, that is.

Okay enough.

Tuesday, October 02, 2007

Mary For You...

Ateneo bowed out of this year's UAAP Men's Basketball Tourney last Sunday and I was fortunate enough to have witnessed their last game this season. Just like most Ateneans, my heart bled for the Blue and White and it wasn't even because we lost to La Salle. Perhaps it was more because I felt that the Eagles had a good chance this season and I thought this was our year. Going into the semis, I was almost sure that Ateneo would go to the finals.

The Ateneans made a great gesture by wholeheartedly applauding the DLSU crowd while they sang their school hymn after the buzzer signaled a victory for La Salle. The Green Archers played really well that night. Maybe they wanted to be in the finals more than Ateneo did. Maybe not...

And when it was Ateneo's turn to sing the alma mater song for one last time, the team faced the Ateneo crowd and we all sang Mary For You with so much pride. We were so proud of the Hail Mary Squad that played fair and fought hard.

Ateneo may not have won but the very fact that the team fought unwaveringly and never gave up until the last second was reason enough for me to believe. I still believe. Just to know that the team had the heart, courage, passion and determination to win - sometimes, that's all you can ever ask for.

There's always a next year and many more years to come. My kids will definitely go to Ateneo! (if they study in the Philippines. Baka kasi Cambodian, feeling Brangelina)

All in all, I must say the team had a good run... like an old stocking. Hehe