why you should never break your mom’s heart

most babies are cute– until they start chewing your nipples off. my friends and i went shopping days ago, and while we were looking around the baby section, we thought of looking for the breast-sucking machine i’ve told them about and see what it’s actually like. instead of being curious about the sucking machine, the product next to it caught our attention:

behold, ladies, it’s the NIPPLE GUARD!

i  have no idea how effective this product is, but it looks promising, doesn’t it? mothers who prefer direct breast feeding won’t have to worry about bleeding or missing nipples. heh.

breast milk is bad for single friends

the other night, i accompanied somebody to a high school dinner reunion thingy at some japanese restaurant in morato. like any common gathering of around fifteen people, we were given the longest rectangular table available. the wives  wimmin were grouped together on one end, while the men on the other end of the table– which clearly tells me that i should join the ladies whether i like it or not. but don’t get me wrong, they’re really nice people. it was actually interesting to learn a thing or two about motherhood, but i just can’t stand the whole breast-sucking machine talk all night long. for some reason i kept on thinking about spotted white cows with huge pink udders. one of the ladies said this sucking machine is better than doing it directly, because in her case, the baby bit her nipple so hard it bled. it went on and on for the rest of the night until i was tempted to transfer over to the men’s side and start arm-wrestling.

anyway, i expressed my anxiety when we were on our way home and he said, “don’t you think you’re starting to feel left out because everyone’s getting married and having kids?” i never really thought of it that way, i said. i don’t have to do what everybody’s been doing just to fit in, but it sucks losing friends to new priorities and responsibilities you can’t relate to.

well at least i can pacify their babies by making them think i’m some puffy pooh bear. what a life.

themed photo: new year

jannie and i decided to post themed photos based on our different environments, something to help us improve the way we take pictures and, at the same time, share what it’s like halfway across the globe, hehe :) so as promised, here ya go:

yummy steak prepared by a friend for new year’s gathering

nibbled on watermelon and pumpkin seeds while waiting for the new year fireworks

and of course, what’s a gathering without the booze? o diba, candlelight pa lol

la luz holiday getaway

ever since my folks migrated to the US a few years ago, i’ve been having crappy holidays at home because 1) my relatives are no fun and i can’t relate with them, and 2) my buddies have their own family celebrations (aside from the fact that i have few close friends). i wasn’t expecting to have fun this christmas holiday. in fact, if worse comes to worst, i was planning to finish reading the fresh-and-sealed books i bought months ago, and probably grow mold in the process. (which reminds me of the boxes of tikoy already crowding my refrigerator. they’re probably moldy by now, eek!)

anyway, i’m glad a friend of ours came up with the out-of-town idea. at first, batangas is not my idea of a perfect getaway, really. all i can think of at that time were the overcrowded resorts of matabungkay infested with subic beach jologs who bring their own karaoke machine.

la luz, on the other hand, is a complete opposite. even though we had a slightly bumpy ride going there, it was worth the minor hassle. the resort is located in laiya; clean, peaceful and far from the hustle and bustle. i suggest you bring along an extra sarong or shawl so you can enjoy the very cool breeze, and chismis under the stars hehe :)

the buffet food was not even 3star-spectacular, but it was home-style tasty (and sinfully oily) we were full to brim most of the time lol. the resort is also a nice place to wear your cute bikinis, so far there weren’t any rude oglers. (in my case, since my companions are slim, i don’t have the balls to flaunt my flabs. i still got sunburned, tho.)

i think this will be my most memorable year-ender yet. nothing beats a quiet resort, a good bottle of wine and great company :)

Other Details:
La Luz Resort
http://www.laluzresort.com/
More photos of my travels here!

i can has fried chicken

some people are born slobs, some are born bungholes, and for some genetic-screw-up-god-knows-wtf-happened, some are born both. yesterday afternoon, alley cats made a huge mess over my tenants’ garbage bins placed infront of my house, the living room smelled like i’ve murdered santa and hid him under the tree. i’ve been telling my neighbors -nicely- that i don’t like them putting their garbage there, but i guess they’re too shitty to understand or even care what tweety bird has to say.

i was busy making plans for my upcoming project and some legal hullabaloos when it happened, and it pissed me off real bad when i saw the toppled bins and the stinky pile of mess. i’ve had it. i dragged the bins which aren’t mine and placed them on each of my neighbor’s doorstep. one of them saw what i did and questioned me with whatever nerve he’s got, which infuriated me some more so i yelled, “because your trash is stinking up my place, so i’m putting it back to where it belongs!” i guess he wasn’t expecting me to go “rabid” because i have been too civil with them too many times. he answered with a quick “ok, ok!” and went inside.

an hour after dinner, he gave me a box of fried mcdonald’s chicken, says it’s his pamasko. now i’m supposed to be bribable?? WTF.

multiple personalities

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postcrossing: the postcard exchange project

a postcard from germany arrived the other day, exactly two weeks after the sender got my random address from the website. it’s been years since i’ve last received good ‘ol snail mail, and even though we can easily exchange letters through email, nothing beats having handwritten letters in your mailbox. a friend of mine, who loves receiving snail mails (and even requests some from me hehe), introduced postcrossing to me and i instantly got hooked!

you simply sign up for an account, provide a mailing address and start retrieving five random addresses at a time. it won’t give you addresses from your home country, i think. excited, i went over to the bookstore to look for nice postcards so i could start bragging about our wonderful marine ecosystem and stuff like that. for some reason, i was not impressed with their postcard collection– they all sucked. how the hell am i supposed to feel proud about the picture i’m describing? the philippines might have the silliest government ever to exist, but there’s no denying that its beauty is frikkin awesome. and i can’t let some crappy postcard deny others that.

so anyway, i started asking my favorite local photographers permission to print their landscape photos and i’m glad they agreed. so, yay!! ^^ i hope the ones who’ll receive my letters would find the philippines fascinating.

another mutiny, yes?

how many mutinies, coups and rallies does it take to be liberated from indifference and experience better change?

we are well aware that our government is fond of “entertaining” us with whatever stupidity they can come up with, so the mutiny at the manila peninsula is not so surprising at all. in fact, we should be relaxing with a nice cocktail while watching the news.

i wasn’t expecting the tank, the mass arrest and the curfew tho, and to be honest, i was a bit worried because it kinda reminds me of martial law. but of course, this is the philippines, expect to be entertained whether you like it or not. what everybody did wasn’t amusing. after the glorietta and batasan bombings, some of us were hopeful that foreign investors would still want to invest in the philippines. but after this stupid circus? i’m beginning to doubt it.

instead of letting their pen0r pride cloud their idealistic shit, why can’t everybody look at the bigger picture and THINK–for once–how their actions affect the country on a global basis? somebody ship me to timbuktu, please!

“it’s complicated”

there’s nothing really complicated in a so-called complicated relationship, it’s just an excuse people use to postpone matters that has to be settled in black and white. the answer’s probably like a nasty brazilian job waiting to happen, where at this point we’re still contemplating when to pull the damn piece of cloth off and move on.

fortune sticks

it’s been a while since i last had a yan-yan snack, and now they come with cute fortune lines! “black ink” does not sound like a fortune, tho.