How To Move On: The Unusual Tips

Forgetting that special someone who had been part of your life is never easy. The longer you have been together the more painful it is. Worst if you are the one being  left out.

But here are few tips that can help you jumpstart on a brand new beginning:

On your social media: Most common tip in moving on the internet might teach you is to unfollow or block that person. Of course, who wants to see updates of him/her having a good time or worst changing his/her profile pic in facebook with the new one? None. But you see, the more you get to see this, the more you get immune and be reminded that he/she is not worth your while. It’s okay to delete your pictures there though.

On your phone: Blocking or deleting his/her number. Hell, what is the point in all of that if you memorize it? Just let it stay there until you get tired of looking it. You will surely have the impulse of messaging that person once in a while but just be resilient. If you fail, then what now? You might be contacting that person yet it won’t change the fact that you broke up already. Send 10,000 “Hi’s” until you get so frustrated and get the hang of no message from him/her.

On your daily activities: You get to think of that person too much because you have so much spare time in doing it. Go get a hobby you can think of. Get loads of books if you happen to be a reader. Jam-pack your hard drive with movies if you are a junkie. Go solo backpacking! Learn guitar! Enrol free online courses at Coursera! Join organizations in line of your interest! Blah balah blah!

On your new relationships: They say getting a new apple of your eye is the best way to get over someone you treasured. For your sake and that of your future rebound, please don’t do it. It is just a waste of time, money and effort. Savour being single and jump into it when you are ready.

On being sentimental: Feeling like all the sad songs were meant to be written for you? Seeing someone who is a carbon copy of him/her in manners? Watching that movie you watched on your first date? Yeah, that is very normal. Just remember that you are not the only person going through it. And really, with the right attitude it won’t kill you. Always think you deserve the best. J

Nganong Nailad Ka Sa Mga Daang Pelikula?

Hi mga friends! Dugay na sad ta wa nagkita. Na busy kunuhay ko sa akong life isip working student. Pero dili kana ang atong hisgutan karon. Adtong Sabado, naglantaw  akong Mama ug You are Still the One ni Maja ug Dennis. Dayon pag uli nako gahapon, ang yaya sa akong ate pirting lurata sa pelikula ni FPJ sa PBO. Ako pod kay usyusera lage tan-aw pod. Pero mao gyud ni akong problema sa mga Pinoy nga sine-sine:

 Sa mga Daan nga Pelikulang Aksyon!

1.   Tanang bida naay side kick. Kasagaran sa ila, kung dili maot, kulang ug buot. 

2.   Kasagaran sa estorya kung dili dato ang leading lady, ang leading man. Talagsa rako makakita nga pobre sila pareho.

3.   Sexy dapat ang leading lady para bastuson sa kontrabida dayon mo-eksena dayon ang bida.

4.   Ang away magsugod sa pagyabo sa lamesa.

5.    Kusog kaayo ang sound effects sa suntok ni FPJ.

6.   Maayo kaayo mulihay ang bida.

7.   Kung ang bida ug kontrabida nalang gani ang mahabilin, magsige pa sila estorya ayha magpabuto.

8.   Kung ang bida o kontrabida wala nay pusil, muingon dayon, "maglaban tayo lalaki sa lalaki", dayon mag-karate sila.

9.   Dugay mamatay ang kontrabida. Lisod pod humananon dayon ang estorya.

10.                Mapulisan ang bida dayon  mag 50/50 sa ospital pero mabuhi ra diay.

11.                Maulahi pirmi ang pulis ug abot.

12.                Basta mag 50/50 na estoryahon ra o kissan sa leading lady, okay na. Buhi n!

     13.                Naay pirmiy moment si leading man ug leading lady nga happy dayon muabot dayon ang kagubot.

14.                 Ang mga moment ni leading lady ug leading man kay kung dili picnic sa ilalom sa manga, dakpanay ug gaksanay sa kasagbutan.

15.                Inig ka ending kay manayaw sila sa beach. As in managligo gyud dayon?

When Was The Last Time

When was the last time you read a book, wrote a poem, sang a song?

When was the last time you walked barefoot, chased the sun, sat by the coast?

When was the last time you climbed mountains, watched sunsets, strolled country sides?

When was the last time you shivered in cold, sweated in heat, panted in pressure?

When was the last time you wept for loss, sighed for relief, cried for joy?

When was the last you spoke your thought, screamed your ire, shared your experience?

When was the last time you dribbled that ball, played that guitar, drew that sketchbook?

When was the last time you found love, lost in love, fell in love again?

  

When was the last time you lived?

Why You Buy More Than You Think In Malls

Where is your favourite mall? Imagine yourself inside it. You decided to buy a pair of running shoes. Just a pair running shoes. But with its big ON SALE sign across halls, wide array of clothes, beauty products, etc, etc.. You ended up with a number of shopping bags. Inside-- traveling pillow, bag, new headset, powerbank, new t-shirt and lastly, your running shoes. Then it hit you. Your credit card is badly hurt or worst,  you won’t be eating right for the next 2 weeks to cope up with your diminishing budget.

Good evening fellow toastmasters! Life is tricky. There are times that despite our strong will to just stick to what we need, we ended up wanting and getting things that are not supposed to be part of our list. But what is it with malls that make us disobedient shoppers?

Come let us go shopping as we uncover the science of malls!

Let us start at the very entrance. Here, there is nothing much to look at. It’s called the decompression zone. Purposely designed for you to acclimatize. Designed to allow us contemplate about proper spending mode.

And then once you are into the mode…

What scientist called scripted disorientation technique kicks in…

 Have you noticed that there are no clocks in malls? Inside we enjoy so much of the goods and bargains and the next time we know it, it’s closing time. Usually we can tell what time of day it is but inside you can’t. Unless you check your watch once in a while which is rarely. This is so because aside from having no clock inside, you can rarely have a view of the outside. Plus the lighting and color schemes. It’s  always day inside and the more we think it is still early to go home yet, the more we are vulnerable to throwing unnecessary stuff to our shopping cart. A very genius way of skewing our perception about time.

Malls. They are designed to make you spend money and sometimes you do not realize it making you vulnerable to impulse buying. Something called the invariant right is one of the culprits. You see, we grow up to walk and drive keeping right. Unconsciously, we also do so in our shopping and the retailers knowing this keep their bargains and most of their goods at the right.  So maybe next time you like to keep left? :)

And same thing is applied in supermarkets! You see, they could have put the condiments, the meat and the dairy in the same aisle for us to save time. Are they just so OC about arrangements? You buy meat and because you need ingredients in cooking it, you have to go to the condiments section. And on your journey there, a lot of discounted products caught your eye and before you get to the section you intend to, you have a bottle of shampoo in your cart.

Christmas is fast approaching. And in this season of giving, a well thought gift is well appreciated by receivers. Be it a signature bag or a simple pen, malls offer us the convenient venue to shop. But remember, malls can make or break us. It may have almost everything we need but if we won’t be cautious, we might be spending for something we don’t truly need.

Life is tricky. But as tricky as it seems, there are always ways out. One is, knowing the shop for wise SHOPPING.

Happy Holidays!

Basic Speech No. 8 (Pioneer Trailblazers Toastmasters Club)

Sunset by the Beach at Nasugbu, Batangas

Sunsets are not the end. Sunrise is not a beginning. It's a matter of perspective.

Life is simple. We complicate it.

Catching the day's last ray.

Ang pagpalaot.

Footprints on the sand.

A smile smooths things. Have one now!

While we are busy with our smartphones, he is busy with this.

RANDOM THINGS YOU HATE: GIVE A HAND TO EXPLAIN PLEASE

Hey, hey! I know you are brilliant, hon! That’s why I want to pick up your brain understanding these people and situations that creep at the core to irate my day. These might sound really petty but I tell you, they are annoying.

Igan D' Bayan Collection. Art Fair Philippines 2015, Makati City.

Those people who like to cram at the bus’ door. Like it’s the end of the world! Giving no space for those who also want to go home. I do not understand why they have to jam pack in one place when the rear screams, ‘Hey, I’m vacant here!’ Mabuti pa ang sardinas di nagsisiksikan sa lata! I heard and noticed that passengers do it so they could get off easily. Isn’t it lame my friend? Drivers stop if you tell them to do so. Or you could ask the bus conductor for a halt and walk your way. Think of others sometimes!

Now let’s go to the mall where security guards check your bags. And I am referring to those who just dip their stick inside bags with eyes wandering somewhere or mouth busy chatting. Then something happened and they all go back to that full alert thingy! Huli na po ang lahat...

Those selfish creature at the street. I am talking here of those people who cross the street even if the traffic light says stop with the traffic enforcer raising his hand for the same signal. I find this really insulting to the enforcer. Kaya di umuunlad ang Pilipinas eh, simpleng bagay di makuha.

Opinions on opinion. I admire people who express their thoughts on certain subjects. I do not understand though those people who have to say nasty opinion on an opinion. I just don’t understand why you need to say something and argue like hell if the premise does not agree with yours. C’mon it is your responsibility to filter what to take and leave so shut up! Okay, this might sound like breaching your freedom of expression but just saying it is annoying (and I know you don’t care).

Like to be liked. You checked your Twitter or Instagram and received a lot of likes. You feel flattered then it dawned unto you that half of them are just making their way to you to find your way to them. You realize that when you check the account and find they are selling something that is not even related to your post. There are also those who flatter you with ‘Awesome shot!’ even if you know it’s not. Here’s the deal baby, if you like it, then like it. Thank you very much. But liking it for me to like and follow? Spare me.

10 THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT FOOD

1.    It’s boldly bland.  Maybe the chef likes to play it safe this time and trust the condiments sitting on your table to give taste to that ever unappetizing steak.

2.    It’s superbly salty. I like salty foods but too much of it especially on a soup is like running out of potable water and resort to seawater. That moment with your very first big bite and you realized; “Oh, this dish must be called salt with beef not beef with salt.”

3.    It’s sanity-ripping spicy. So you had your moment spreading the hot sauce on your dish and seconds later you regretted it like hell because it’s firing back. You’ve tumbled and rolled. Gulped cold water and even fanned your mouth. Now relax. Get some milk.

4.    It’s horribly hairy. Hair strands on your seafood paella? Gross.

5.    It’s leafy. Because you are a certified carnivore and a self-declared meatatarian.

6.    It’s meaty. Because you are vegan. Or simply an animal advocate.

7.    Its name is not its taste. How many of us here have fallen victim to food that sounds so mouthwatering, and cool, and exotic leaving us to imagine how unique and sumptuous we ordered without thinking and ending up effing disappointed leaving us hail curses under breath.

8.    It’s not what it is. Have you ever been so lucky to catch your favourite mechado on the menu but looks like afritada and tastes like adobo? Three dishes in one order? How fortunate.

9.    It’s indeterminate. There are foods that are served too hot it burns your tongue. And your lap if you spill it. There are also foods that are served too frozen (though not needed and you did not expect it to be ) it feels your teeth are falling apart.

It just can’t be right. Those times when you find that meat in stew swimming. Or your spaghetti all but pasta and meager sauce while you are digging for the hotdogs and meatballs.

10 THINGS YOU HATE ABOUT SCHOOL

1.    Waking up early. Especially when it's freaking cold outside and all you could wish is for the night to extend so you could succumb in the warmth of your sheets. Or the booze did really get you and standing up in the moment is the last thing you would do...

2.    Running out of clothes. So your class is 7am and you woke up 6:50 and hastily get to your closet only to find out your ragged jeans is at the laundry together with all your fave stuff. Just reverse that shirt kiddo!

3.    ID misfortune. My university having no gates around its perimeter is very lax when it comes to ‘No ID No Entry’ policy. I had more than enough of this in high school though. I live 10km from school and forgetting your ID at the last minute means you better be absent. Darn!

4.    Surprise quizzes. Because you know too well how you will suck at it because you trade study with a gulp session.

5.    A greedy classmate. Those people who keep their notes to their own. Those people who do not share assignments. Those people who don’t tell there's a quiz. Geez, I could go on forever at this.

6.    Movie review. Remember those days when you walked inside the classroom and read the instruction on the board: Proceed to blah, blah, blah, watch blah, blah, blah, and pass your movie review next meeting. Like really?

7.    Lazy instructors. Those teachers who come to class late and leave early. Those who are best at giving students gazillion of reports and give no inputs. Those who only show up twice or thrice in a semester and ask you to pass assignments via email.

8.    Killer instructors. Those who are too good at their field of endeavour. Too good that you can't please them at all. And in a class of 30, only 5 will pass or worst none.

9.    Repeating the same killer professor. Not again!

110. Thesis. Here’s the deal. Group: Too many heads, too few hands. Individual: One head, two hands with self as the enemy. Enough said.

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Brewing Boredom

If I am to Write a Song

If I am to write a song

I’ll pen it nice and long

Until you get tired of hearing my affection

Until you get sick of je t’aime in each line

If I am to write a song

I’ll accompany it with a gong

So you’ll get on your feet

So I’ll get to dance with you

If I am to write a song

I’ll do it full of wrong

To awake the grammar police in you

To have your complete attention

But I no longer write songs…

My Top 10 Travel Essentials

Travelling light and easy.

A hand-carry bag, a backpack, and a pouch—you could see me balancing all the baggage whenever I travel even just overnight. I have this disease of bringing my entire wardrobe for a two-day affair or drag a stroller if it takes three days or a week. Traveling light is an art and for me it took time to learn. Now, whenever I pack, I ask the basic question, “Do I really need this?” For a week of travel, I am now proud to say I can survive with putting all my stuff in a middle sized backpack. Here are my top 10 travel essentials.

1.    Backpack. A comfortable and durable one with a laptop compartment. My Swiss backpack has served me well for years. I choose one with a laptop compartment as it is convenient and safe for me. It spares me the hassle of hanging my laptop bag separately.

2.   Flexible pair of shoes. I choose a pair of leather booties when I travel for trainings and any others. It is always ready to go and can carry different looks. Pair it with a long sleeve and jeans and you’ll have a semi formal look. Pair it with shorts and  sleeveless and you are ready to go for an afternoon stroll.

3.   Wardrobe essentials.  Clothes made from light materials like cotton are preferable as they are fold-able to the minimum size without the dire need for pressing. Jeans, jogging pants, shorts, t-shirt, a dress, one nighties, and lots of undies.

4.   Toiletries.  In a mini handbag, I see to it that all of my basic stuff like toothbrush, toothpaste, bath soap, shampoo, mouthwash, lotions, etc., are all in. I keep a mini size of all those to save space.

5.   Water. This has not been on top of my list until lately. Unexpected things might happen along the way and water is the safest stuff you could take to keep you alive.

6.   Headset. As a music fanatic, a headset is not a want but a need. Duhh, imagine a 24-hour bus ride or a delayed flight without anything that is preferable to you playing.

7.   Book. Sure, there are ebooks ubiquitously available with the invention of Android phones or you can read them straight from the desktop. But I am an orthodox lass who likes to flip pages once in a while and who is obsessed of book scent.

8.   Scarf. It is always multi-purpose. Scarves can serve as your blanket or towel, if needed. It is also a great way to travel in style without bringing too much.

9.   Good sunnies. The heat of the sun and wind might irritate your eyes. With neuralgia striking once in a while which makes me abhor glares, I could say sunglasses are functional fashion.

10. Slippers. I have a pair tucked on the side pocket of my backpack just in case I need them.


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What I Hate About Boredom...

What I hate about boredom is that it fancies a lot to bring your sanity at the brink. Sure thing, there are a million and one ways to remedy it, but the playful universe once in a while purposely brushed one’s emotion to remind you of your imperfections. I know this shall pass. It’s gonna be okay, but at the juncture no books, no booze, and no band can save me. It is exhausting to keep on running away only to find yourself at the very same spot you are supposed to escape…

Brewing Boredom

Random thoughts from the desk of a creature bathed in boredom…

If life is a choice, where then are the options? If there could be any, I would say such options are limited. As limited as only choosing between A and B when C is supposed to be part of it.

As in the penning of these incoherent rants, I wonder how prawns give me hyper-acidity  Or why coffee lightens up everything, or what book am I suppose to read next. Keep reading? You might be as bored as me. Hey, it’s cool to know I am not alone here, buddy!

It is just 22: 34 and everyone is deep slumber, drowned to their own dreams. I am tempted to do the same but the milk I chugged did not do its job. I am still pretty much awake littering someone else’s thought. I guess a shot of gin and tonic or whiskey will doze me off, bother to be a company?

It just hit me then to check out what I did productive today.  Well maybe aside from oversleeping that left me a bad headache, I did also call my mom which I only do when there is something wrong. Tick-tock! I passed the day with just that? Hmmp, would you consider it productive to have a new playlist? My deepest apology, Youtube, a kiddie just ripped off the play button. I might also convince myself that I got a fulfilled Saturday because I'm finally done with What Einstein Told His Barber. Wait, what did he tell the barber? That I was such a lazy bone today, passing even meals because I feel so idle to drag myself out from bed. 

Still there? Did you ever realize how it means to me to talk to you? Self-talk can be a crazy habit sometimes and it still puzzles me how I get to live those days when I need to deal with people.  Promise I’d be ranting no more…

When Your Mind Wanders

Because there are just times when I shiver with the touch of other skin…

When I hate hearing my own voice and refuge to silence

When thoughts surge to hypothalamus waiting to be written but deprived

When the sound of cricket reflects not of a peaceful night

When Dostoevsky, Shakespeare, Churchill can longer touch me

When winter seeps for the summer call

Deep, crystal clear horizon I turn my gaze watching for dawn…

Hoping for everything to just pass

Looking forward for the ball of fire, bright and splendid

Wishing the sick cycle carousel to halt

Crossing finger not to play the same game again

Crossing finger to keep my words