Monday, April 24, 2006
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Even if I am not amenable to having a teen edition and I've said it a lot (I mean, I think it takes a certain amount of maturity to be able to stay inside the house and survive the flak afterwards), I stayed up last night to watch the opening night. I was quite curious what kind of teens would willfully subject themselves to... well, a disembodied voice and being watched over by millions of people, not to mention their parents on national TV! Plus being to exposed to public scrutiny and harsh judgement by people who do not know you (I do not know if this is true, but Ate She said that for the last season's HMs, the station gave the HMs a summary of the text messages viewers would send about them. Some messages were completely supportive, but there were also some downright insulting. Come on, isn't what they show on TV edited and maybe the viewers didn't see everything? They have their reason for doing things). Apparently, these people, despite being teenagers have much angst and issues in them. And they do have distinct personalities and it's okay with them to lay out who they are for the whole world to see. They've got a teenage mom, a happy go lucky kid who's went through much sadness already, a former anorexic, timid and smart kids, kids from broken homes, etc. Goodness, at 16-18 (the age bracket qualified for the show), they've got quite a lot already in their lives. I suppose not very many teens do have the privilege of a quiet life, with the biggest problem of school and homework bothering them. Most people I know have grown up in a secure environment with a stable family life. I remember at that age, my parents pretty much let me be what I wanted to be--but of course, I knew my obligation to them as well, of doing well in school and appreciating what I have. I was just surprised that there were some so-called normal teens who opted to join the show, maybe to fulfill their showbiz dreams, to actualize who they are or to prove their worth. I was also surprised that parents would actually let their children do that. I mentioned earlier that I believe there is a certain amount of maturity needed in joining such TV shows. Even if these teens have been through much (and, I admit, are more mature that I was at that age), I still believe it's not quite right to be part of that. Being a teenager does entail a lot of stress and angst because it's part of growing up and a means to discover who one is. Being a teenager is difficult as it is and I do not think that a teenager needs the added stress of having the whole world commenting on how they act and think. But anyway, I suppose this is national TV, so the show, its producers and possibly even the viewers can't be all that harsh to these people. Hey, they're just kids after all. And you know who'll be the villain when any trauma is inflicted on them. Ha.
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Thursday, April 20, 2006
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Curled up in a cozy corner of Jack's Loft tonight, I was feeling relaxed and content. Surrounded by great friends, food and conversation, I never felt this normal, this like myself in a long time. It's been said that happiness is a choice and maybe, I should let myself be and let my guard down. For once, I decided to let things be and not worry about payback or revenge or anything that would ruin my friends' get together tonight (or anything in my life, for that matter). And why not? I think I worry too much, stress myself over things that I cannot control. But the content feeling was fleeting. I don't know, I guess a stubborn part of me felt guilty and scared and pulled me back to reality. I will have to keep reminding myself that I have a choice to be happy and work on making things better for myself. * * * Fun (early) evening with good friends Jo, Watty, Crissy and Mims. So nice to just get out and catch up with each other. Plus, saw my college blockmate. So funny because he remembered so much stuff about our school days. :P
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Wednesday, April 19, 2006
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Random Stuff I think I hurt my hand quite bad when I slammed it on my desk today. Ouch. It's still painful. Good thing it's my right hand, but it bothers me because I can't bend it so much. I was tagged by Jo for a list of six of my quirks/weird habits. I'm actually racking my brain for the weird habits I have. I can only think of one really standout habit so far, but it sounds completely boring and normal! Goodness. I'm stuck and waiting (in vain?) and waiting and waiting and I don't know what to do already. Sigh. Patty and I have been making the rounds of all the food establishments surrounding the office. Today we were looking for street food--a change from our usual McDonald's and Jollibee! Darn, we couldn't find any, so we settled for cheezeburgers (that's how the stall spelled it!) which reminded me so much of the Caf in college! I remember being sooo addicted to the cheese burger in school--I think there was a time I had it everyday? Even if it was a tad oily, it was still okay burgers of the homemade variety. If I remember right, my friends were similarly addicted as well (hey, they were the ones who also introduced me to this big, filling sandwich in the Caf). We'd squash the bun so the burger would be flat and I'd cover my burger with ketchup... Hahaha! Caf memories! It feels really good connecting with old friends even just through e-mail, SMS or a surprise, spur-of-the-moment get together. It feels very nice, especially when the world seems a bit unkind and strange these days.
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Wednesday, April 12, 2006
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I'm not very superstitious or into the supernatural, mainly because it scares me no end, but after the little things Patty described to me about our group's hotel room, well... I'm scared. The last weekend was our company's outing and our group of four (Patty, Mel, Mims and me--part of the group last, last weekend. We've been spending 14+ days together already) was assigned to a pretty nice hotel. My friends and I have stayed there before as well in company events. I was the authorized rep to check in and I was given Room 213. Nothing strange about that unless one is superstitious (number 13). Anyway, the strange things happened in the evening. Patty enumerated all the weird stuff in her e-mail to me today: 1. mysterious phone call at 1257am ng april 9 Upon checkout the reception cheerfully told us we had a local call at 1257a. We were sleeping by then already. And who would we call with a local number?! I was a bit dazed while checking out, so I let it pass. 2. yung kwento ni mel na someone's trying to open the door when we went down We (me lang pala, Patty didn't) heard it also when we were there. It was someone trying to open the door and slip in a key card. Mel ran to our bed when it happened, but we told her that it might be some other makulit people on our floor since the hotel was fully booked with mostly people from our office. Didn't think anything of it after. 3. we're unable to open the door with the card when we came back from our walkathon. although sabi ni mel she didn't lock the door Patty and I went on a walkathon to look for coffee at about 1130-12mn--we were still wired from the party and we're quite the coffee addict lately. We took a keycard with us and left the other one in the room because Mel was sleeping and it's the electricity function. When we got back, we couldn't open the door, even if the light was green when we swiped the keycard. We tried it a number of times but it didn't work! We were considering using the doorbell but it might wake Mel up when we finally heard Mel say, "Patty?" then she let us in. Weird because the next day after breakfast, Mel went ahead to our room while Patty and I went on another walkathon and we were able to get in using the same key, much to everyone's surprise. 4. eto pa, mel saw a shadow pala sa may CR when we went down. This I didn't know! Waah! At this point, Mel was scared already that she tried calling her bf on the cell (she saw Patty left her cell and thought I didn't bring it with me. I did, though), but couldn't get through. Weird because there's signal in our room and when Patty and I got back, she was able to get through the line to her bf. Weird. I hate to think of it as something else, but whoaa. Scary and strange! I don't really want to think about whatever that was, but it's an interesting mystery to ponder over. But... funny stuff last weekend. Since we were at the Clark Expo, we had to take our pic in front of the facade/set of the PBB house used in the first Big Night. Hahaha! And super girl bonding, continuation of the previous week. :) We also tried to prove that we're not that anti-social. Hehe. Oh well. Oh boo. I'm so putla raw today. Super drained because I'm not feeling well. Turns out Mel has the same malady--which only affected the two of us. Strange coincidence. My day was going sooo bad. But one thing happened today and it made all the difference. :) To me, anyway.
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Tuesday, April 04, 2006
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I am so stupid sometimes, I want to bang my head on the wall. Agrr. And why don't things work out the way it has to for me? Ano baaa. It's like all the forces in the universe are conspiring against me. Whyyyyy. * * * On to other things. I was happily at the beach last weekend. Not really beach-beach because we weren't able to swim (we eventually got to swim in our place's pool later in the evening though), but at least we were able to get away. Finally. It was a long awaited, long-planned and much stressed over outing--finally it pushed through! :)  Late afternoon beach.
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Monday, April 03, 2006
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I was surfing the Net and came across this girl's blog--she's a new grad from my high school and she posted pictures of our high school. I've forgotten how beautiful, lush and green our campus is. I never appreciated the greenery of our school until I saw her pictures. I remember now why my friend's mom called our school "little UP" (gives you an idea how much space we had and how it would take a while to get from one place to another because it was quite spread out), how my barkada and I ran in the field in our stockinged feet after graduation, how my best friend and I sat in the Multi watching the field below and talked about the best day ever. Took it all for granted, going to the same school for twelve years. And so, one day, I will take up my officemate's offer and we will go back to our old school. I want to see how it looks like! I want to see the long-awaited, much touted swimming pool and the high school building which our batch used only for one year, our senior year. Hmph. I never meant to stay away from my high school for so long, but I guess it's about time I went back to the place I owe much of who I am. :) * * * I was able to get away last weekend with my friends, but now I am sooo tired. Fun weekend, away from the office and major bonding. I learned so many things, hahaha! Can't wait to see our pictures. I got out of my funk... for a bit anyway.
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