Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Monday, December 27, 2010

A Sushi Christmas With My Girls

This isn't sushi but this is the second worst temptation in the world (next to chicharon). This is called Choco Valrona cake from Chelsea.  It's a rich dark chocolate velvety cake with a hint of Chocnut.  It was too sweet though so we asked the kind waiter for walnuts to sprinkle on top.note: we did not have sushi here.



I love salmon sashimi and i love my lumix!























I had the best time. Thank you girls!  

Thursday, December 23, 2010

I hate hot-tempered people. Arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrgh. Hate hate hate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Can't live with them.

Monday, December 20, 2010

Early Christmas With Parents














Difficult

I'm starting a healthy lifestyle
But sometimes you can't say no to this.

I don't eat pork or beef but chicharon is the worst temptation ever created. When people notice me eating it, i just say, "Oops, I didn't know it was pork."

Monday, December 13, 2010

It's All Coming Back To Me Now

About 5 months ago i gave up on frozen yogurt. Uggh, i got tired of it. But now, sadly, i'm a type A addict again. Chocolate-flavored frozen yogurt is sooooo good. I don't think i could ever give it up this time. My gosh. But hey, today i started my no-sugar campaign again. First day and it's withdrawal! So help me God!

Friday, December 10, 2010

My Letter For Tito Jun

Writing to someone is the hardest thing to do for me, especially when i try to tell someone how much he/she means to me. It just doesn't happen. I cannot put my feelings into words, real words.

When i found out that my beloved ninong-uncle is seriously ill, almost every relative of mine began posting words of love and goodbyes on facebook for my uncle Tito Jun. When i read some of these, i was encouraged to write mine. But after much contemplation staring at my macbook, i found no words to tell him but "i love you tito jun." I didn't know how to express my grief and my longing to be with him for the last time. Maybe because it's how i was brought up, my parents never said "i love you's" not even "take care's" to us. That's why all these cheesy words never come out of me when needed.

So instead, i'll try to thank Tito Jun through my blog... In my own way. I will start now..

Dearest Tito Jun,

If this letter will ever reach you, i'd like to say thank you for all the memories. I used to say that whenever i roll on my deodorant, i remember you. That's because you supply me annually with Dove Deodorants (For Sensitive Skin) because you know i couldn't find them here in the Philippines.

I also remember you whenever i soap my face, Tito. That's because you supply me with Clinique Mild Soap because you know how insane my skin is and you also know how cheap we could get it there in the U.S.

I remember you whenever i brush my teeth. That's because you know how vain i am with my teeth and how i always want them to be pearly white, so you supply me with Crest Whitening Toothpaste regularly. We could not find those here either.

So basically Tito, I remember you everyday, once when i roll on my deodorant, 3x when i brush my teeth, twice when i wash my face. I hope you understand how grave this is, how you will be missed. That's how you have become part of my life and i know that although these things might seem trivial to others, for me, these are my most memorable things that i will only attribute to you. You know that you don't actually have to give these things to me but you just love giving. You have been so generous to everyone around you. I love you Tito Jun.

You have been an inspiration to us your pamangkins in many different ways and i am certain that not one of us will ever forget you. You have been the best dad (our best second dad even) and we are so proud of your loving and talented kids. When things go sour, you're there to give us all a smile. We will surely miss all your lambings especially to your loving mom, Lola Mariet. You're our one and only Tito Pabling. We will miss you terribly. I love you, Tito.

Love,
Tinay

For My Tito Jun

Thursday, November 18, 2010

Bring Me To Japan!

I've got my new camera. Now, can i go to Japan?

Saturday, November 13, 2010

This Is Not My World

Mixed emotions again.  Exhausted from our launch, but still, it's all worth it.  Thank God for saturday.  

Like I said, I have mixed feelings about last night.  I am overwhelmed with results, but something else inside me tells me this isn't my world.  I don't think it will ever be.  I just want to be invisible for the rest of my life.  I wish Vicky Belo could invent something like that--making someone invisible.

I miss my old life.  How i wish God just answered my prayer when i asked Him to let me be an art teacher.  But He didn't for certain reasons i suppose.   

Haaay.  Thank God for reminding me that all this is not my own doing; that I am only His steward; that i don't own a thing.   

Thank God for my family and real friends. 

Thank God for my Lumix.



Monday, November 8, 2010

Sunday, November 7, 2010

So Haaaappy!!!!!

My long wait is over. I found my new darling at last!!!! My gosh i am soooooo haaaaaappyy!!! Good thing i waited!!! I waited for the perfect time to get my perfect camera!!! Oh my gosh!!!!!! Thank you Lord!!!!!







I love this shot by my photographer-cousin Ago Coronado








Testing

Tuesday, November 2, 2010

Dear Jitty,

I started Anne Frank the other day while we were in Tagaytay. It was my dad's present. I was so happy when i received it because it got pictures inside!

Anyway, sorry for the lame name "Jitty". I was so fascinated by how Anne named her diary "Kitty". So i Pinoy'd mine and will start calling this online diary "Jitty". No, what about "Shitty"? No, "Pitty"? Any suggestions?

In Monster's Inc., Mike says once you start naming the human, you become attached to it. I don't care, i've been attached to this blog for God knows how long.

Anne says pages are more patient than friends. True.

I admire Anne's candid notes about her friends. She says G.Z., her classmate, is pretty but kind of dumb. I admire her honesty. I thought all writers are honest. Not true.

Kakatamad na... November gets stressful than ever! I hope God can skip November for me.

Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Sometimes You Need A Starbucks To Save Your Life

I am beginning to change my lifestyle bit by bit. From the food that i eat to minimizing my use of the internet. I am now almost stress-free (except for my zits!)!!!

So since i've changed my activities, now i can stare at the wall without blinking. Now i watch TLC all the time! Now i eat like Jamie Oliver prepared the dish for me. Now i'm fatter.

But what's sad is I can't get myself to read because i've no good books to read inside my room. What i do sometimes is pick up a book scattered inside my mom's jurassic office. When i like it, i bring it to my room and i start reading. And more than once did i like these scattered books. The latest that i got my hands on was this book by Michael Gates Gill.


I remember reading Pour Your Heart Into It by Howard Schultz. It's not like this book by Michael Gates Gill. This is not another business/inspirational book. Gill's book is beautifully written, it's as if you're reading a light novel when actually, you're not. If you're interested in the life of a JWT-executive-turned-Starbucks-partner, then you should read this autobiography.

Because i loved this book, i suggested that my manager-colleagues read it. But since i only have one copy (which is my mom's copy), i plan to give these as Christmas presents.