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Thursday, May 13, 2004
hi everyone!I just figured i'd blog after days of doing errands for family members. I feel like the official "accompany-me-to-the-hospital" cousin and grand daughter. Im not complaining but it just gets tiring when you don't drive and you just commute (FX and jeep). In 3 hours, i'll be off to the airport and i'll be taking the first flight. Great. I hope I remember to smile to the airport attendants (harhar). I hate first flights. My brain is not fully functional during that time of the day. Its weird, when I was younger I loved plane rides...now that i'm a little older I get a little tense when I ride a plane...especially in this case that i'm traveling alone. I get these weirds fears that my body will not be identified if the plane crashes or something. Thank goodness its only a 1-hour ride. When I get to my destination I may be a sort of "nurse/caregiver" again (at least I may get a day-off to go to the nearby beach hehe)...my gradma was diagnosed with cancer of the colon recently. She's undergoing chemo and I may be accompanying her to the hospital often. That's basically the reason why i'm going out of town...family. I don't want to regret not visiting my sick grandma. Anyway, I finally got to vote for the first time last monday. Thank goodness I found my name on the voters list. I would have made a scene if i didnt (joke lang). It took me 4 hours to get registered over the sembreak...to not see my name on the list would make me furious. Even though bro.eddie didnt win...its okay. The fact he's number 4 makes me happy considering that the Filipino people only got to know him (found out that he existed) last January. Not bad for a newbie in politics.
Om Shanti is pretty bored at 09:05 am
Tuesday, April 27, 2004
For the past weeks my awareness has been reduced to "oh its a monday, tuesday..." and I do not know what date it is. I only realized the "date" when we were preparing for my mum's 50th birthday last Saturday. I became aware that it was already April 24th. Wow...time flies so fast! It has almost been a month since I was released from "jail"/"asylum". I also realized just this afternoon that I've been spending wonderful time, though always short, with my current love for 6 whole months. Its pretty interesting especially when I initially thought that this "one" was going to be just for fun.
Its pretty sad that even though its vacation we rarely spend time together. I guess I just have to get used to it. Maybe its really not about quantity but quality. Oh well. I'll surely miss him when I leave soon.
By the next week I'll be off to spend a 2-week vacation in Davao City to visit my realtives there and my grandmother who was recently diagnosed to have colon cancer. I feel that this particular vacation will feel weird because I will be going to Davao not just to have fun but to spend some real quality time with an ailing relative. I never saw my trips to Davao as something so serious before.
I'm looking forward to hitting the beach soon and wearing the bikini I bought (c/o powerplant mall) last december. hehe.
Om Shanti is pretty bored at 08:42 am
Thursday, April 15, 2004
After much turmoil, I was finally able to leave for Washinton DC. Ryan (my boss) & I planned to finish at least a one-round delivery of his speech & to read the materials we brought (so that we'll just have to read new materials when we get to DC). We just ended up sleeping the whole trip.
As I was telling Ryan the night we arrived, I was somewhat in awe with the realization of the fact that I am in the same area as the President and Senators of the United States. (Jane: Ryan & I are on different trips now. He went to San Francisco with his sister.) He had to ruin the moment by saying that they're probably not here, possibly travelling to other countries as well.
The coach allowed the second batch to rest and cope up with jetlag the first day. The 3 J's, the first batch, went to research to Georgetown Law Center. Our first week of stay was all-about research, drills, speech revision and the occasional trying to deal with one another. We were together 24-hours a day, 7-days a week, you know. So, as you can imagine, we can get into each other's nerves at times.
Let me tell you about our budget. I'm not going to go into numbers but let's just say that Jovit, Justine and I shared a queen-size bed for 2 weeks. They got there first so they decided I sleep right in the middle. It helps that it was cold so that we actually have use for each other's body heat. The others were better situated. We were the only ones who had to fit ourselves in one bed.
In my first day, I learned that the cheapest coffee in the area is more than a dollar. I decided not to drink any. It could actually be good for my health, I thought. I also learned that mineral water is of more or less the same price. Back home, they sell them for 1/10 the price. I decided to drink tap water instead. Jovit and Justine raised their eyebrows when they found out--which was a week later. Been drinking the water for a week and was fine. Even slightly constipated actually.
Budget only covers 2 meals a day for each person. We were given our allowance. If you exceed, you use your own money. We lived on sandwiches. Jovit & I usually shared. Lucky for us, they have large servings. The amount we pay for the sandwich that Jovit & I are sharing could feed four back home.
The Metro, their subway, costs $1.20 one-way. At times, you’ll realize that you covered even more distance walking in and out of the metro than the distance travelled by the Metro itself.
One of the first things my boss told me was that Washington DC is among those with the highest crime rates. Fortunately, we were fine. People there loved small talks. In elevators. In lines. In the Metro. In the hotel lobby. Almost everywhere. In the Philippines, if someone talks to me, I think to myself, “Type ako nito.” =) It was so easy for them to just something to a stranger, sometimes even kind words. For Filipinos, it takes a while for two strangers to strike a conversation. But when two Filipino strangers hit it off, they’re friends. Small talks in DC are just that—small talks.
A few days before Jessup opening, people started getting “agit” /ajit/. We were on a tight schedule. We all slept and woke up at the same time. There was more work. Soon, we shall all see the big Jessup...
jessica aldrins is pretty bored at 11:35 am
Monday, April 12, 2004
matagal ko nang gusto itong isulat, na pinag-isipan at hindi jologs, ngunit wala na akong utak, ito'y nalusaw noong nakaraang linggo, araw, taon? kaya isusulat ko na lang siya habang ito'y dumarating sa akin, a trail of words, not thought of, parang laway na tumutulo sa mga labi ng taong walang utak, walang naiisip kung hindi...
anyway, bakit beware of what you write, kasi ganito yan, 3 million years na ang nakaraan at nabuksan ko ang aking napagandang friendster account. Kinareer ko ang maging pop kid kaya everyday akin itong chinecheck at sinusubukang magdagdag ng mga prends sa aking prendster. 52 friends. its 448 to go to be a TRUE pop kid. Fine, I have the whole summer to do that. Ano pa ba ang balak ko? kung may creative juices ako, MAYBE, just MAYBE, sipagin akong magsulat ng testimonial sa mga tao. pero i have to be wary of what i write, katulad nga ng title ng aking entry.
O sige, balik sa topic, jologs na talaga ako (as if pag-normal na araw hindi). Bakit beware of what you write? As I was browsing a couple of testimonials, jozkoh, hindi ko alam kung mahihimatay ako or kakarmahin sa kasamaan. Sumabog ang nalalabing laman ng utak ko. My assumption is, if writing is a gauge of a person's brain, maging bato na lang tayong lahat at huwag mag-isip. Or isa lang talaga akong praning na manunulat na feeling ko lahat ng sinusulat ko ay sinusuri ng iba katulad ng paghihimay ko sa sinusulat ng iba? Whatever may be the case, to write something means: 1) you are forever linking your mind, heart, personality in a series of letters that form words, then sentences then paragraphs that mirror the kind of person you are. 2) you can try to deny it, but if the written work is honestly and truly made by YOU and YOU alone... hindi mo na mababawi ang impression na iniwan mo. 3)it reflects your thinking process, the more jumbled (like mine) it is, the more confused your mind is... at hindi maganda ang magulong utak 4) maaaring ipahamak mo ang mga matino mong kaibigan (i.e. kung hindi ganoong kagandahan ang pagkakasulat ng testimonial... ang hirit diyan ay, tell me who your friends are and i will tell you who you are (*ouch!*) 5) at kung ikaw naman ang nagbabasa ng written work ng ibang tao --> ang maganda mong tingin sa kanya ay maaaring biglang magbago. (haaaaay)
Ngunit, bakit pa rin nagsusulat ang mga tao?
for some, it is just a way to express what is on one's mind.
for some, it's the only way to keep one's sanity.
praning lang talaga ako.
somnambulist is pretty bored at 06:16 am
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