Wow...

Almost one month has passed since I retired my TSR headset. Well, here I am still, enjoying(?) my one-month vacation from life's harsh realities. But still, life's realities are already starting to intrude in my existence. Gone are the days when 'having coffee' meant going to the nearest Starbucks chain to order my favorite Mocha Valencia frappuccino. Nowadays, 'having coffee' means opening a pack of Nescafe's finest 3-in-1. Sucks. Yeah, I know. And now, with my wallet screaming drought, hunger, despair, desolation (the list goes on and on), I begin to think. Maybe hanging up my TSR headset was too soon. After all, my wallet was at its straining point when I wore the headset. Hmmm. Whatever.

In other news, my nephew was deemed 'obese' by his pediatrician. Geez, obesity affects even the most innocent of people. And my nephew is already deemed obese at a mere 2 months. How obese, you might ask? Let's just say that his weight at 2 months old is the weight that any other 6-month old baby should have. There. And the verdict: milk at lesser intervals, and vitamins every other day or so instead of every day. Geez, dieting at 2 months old? Almost unheard of.

I went to Eastwood last Saturday on a 'date' with Trixie. Suffice to say that we spent 2 hours talking about stuff over frappuccinos and hot tea at Starbucks, then 2 hours of watching "John Tucker Must Die" (where she learned that getting even isn't all it's hyped up to be), and 2 more hours talking about more stuff over pasta, pastries, iced tea, and a chai latte at Gloria Jean's (everything, of course, was her treat, but don't get the idea that I forced her at gunpoint to do so - everything was voluntary on her part, I think).

With nothing else to be said, I bid thee farewell.

My Furry Guardian Angel

Also seen at my gallery

Model: Albretch Iñigo G. Javate, and my stuffed Eeyore. Photo credits by yours truly. Taken using my (sister's) Sony Cybershot DSC-S40. August 2006.

Rock Ed Book Bigayan

Rock Ed Philippines is accepting donations consisting of grade school and high school textbooks, dictionaries, encyclopedias, Philippine literature, picture books and other educational materials. You may bring your old books, materials, etc. to Rock Ed events, listed here.

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Pic Sharing

This will be all about pictures of the past few months.


My first ever Keno bet, where I won over three thousand bucks in cold hard cash


The facade of the UST Main Building. See how the front has changed drastically in under two years?


Some of my pictures with my officemates (err, I guess I should say former officemates, since I already resigned from 24 by 7). First three pictures are with Jada, then with Ria, Happy, Dorcas, and Ria again.

Pictures taken by yours truly on my Nokia 3660 phone, 2006.

Rockin' On

Finally, I get to go back and show support to Rock Ed Philippines! After quite a long hiatus, I'm back! Enjoy talaga!



White bands. Symbols of support for the goals of Rock Ed. Wear the white band now. Available at all events and gigs where Rock Ed Philippines is present. To learn more about Rock Ed Philippines, how to volunteer, event skeds, and whatnot, visit their website at RockEdPhilippines.org. Or you can also text the keyword ROCKEDPHIL and send it to these numbers: 2948 for Globe and Sun Cellular subscribers, or 3940 for Smart subscribers.

It's about time. And as the first picture says, "No more excuses, Philippines!"

Pictures by yours truly. Captured using my (sister's) Sony Cybershot DSC-S40 at Dish ABS-CBN, ELJCC Building, QC, on September 7, 2006.

Remembering

Facing death at such a young age forces you to reflect on the mortality of man. When you hear of a person of advanced age who died, somehow we subconsciously think that it's supposed to happen. But if it's someone much closer to your age group who dies, that's when your mortality comes into clear focus.

It's usually the young ones who don't worry about their future so much, and also think that they will live forever. But the Reaper can be cruel, snatching someone's life when you least expect it.

I recently heard that my sister's high school classmate died of an aneurysm. Damn. Dead at age 30. Also, there's the UST mountaineer who died of a tragic accident in the mountains; dead before college graduation. And then there's Steve Irwin, who died due to a stingray barb to the chest; dead at age 44. Dreams not yet realized might never be.

What's the point? You might ask. No, there's no point in all of this. At least not on the surface. Just rambling on and on.

To Marvin, Prana, and Steve, and to the countless others whose death became final before their prime, your memories will live on. Thank you for gracing the earth with your presence.