best divorce letter there is!

My Dear Husband, I'm writing this letter to tell you that I'm leaving you. I've been a good wife to you for the last 20 years and I have nothing to show for it, and the last 2 weeks have been hell. Your boss called to tell me that you left your job today which was the last straw. Last week, you came home and you didn't even notice I had a new hairstyle, had cooked your favorite meal and even wore a brand new night gown. You ate in 2 minutes and went straight to sleep after watching your TV soaps. You don't tell me you love me anymore, you don't want sex or anything that connects us as husband and wife. Either you are cheating on me or you don't love me anymore. Whatever the case, I'm gone. 

YOUR EX-WIFE 

P.S. Don't try to find me. Your BROTHER and I are moving to New Zealand together! Have a great life! 

REPLY: 

Dear Ex-Wife, nothing has made my day more than receiving your letter. It's true you and I have been married for 20 years, although a good woman is a far cry from what you have been. I watch TV soaps so much because they down out your constant whining and bitching. Too bad that doesn't work anymore. I did notice when you got a hairdo last week, but the 1st thing that came to my mind was 'you look just like a boy!'. Since my father raised me not to say anything if you can't say something nice, I didn't comment. When you cooked my favorite meal, you must have got me confused with MY BROTHER because I haven't eaten prawns for 7 years. About the new night gown, I turned away from you because the $299.99 price tag was still on it, and I prayed it was a coincidence that my brother had just borrowed $300 from me that morning. After all of this, I still loved you and felt we could work it out. So when I won the $20 million Lotto on Saturday, I left my job and bought 2 tickets for us to Paris, but when I got home you were gone. Everything happens for a reason, I guess. I hope you have the fulfilling life you always wanted. My lawyer said that the LETTER you wrote ensures you won't get a dollar from me. So take care. 

Your Ex-Husband, Rich As Hell And Free! 

P.S. I don't know if I ever told you this, but my brother CARL was born CARLA. :P .I hope that's not a problem :P

on sinusitis, burns, and hateful costings

Cramming, cramming, cramming. When will I ever learn?

Chef Nick told us about our costing project since day 1 of our class.. But did I do it? Noooooo. I had to wait til our class is almost over. Our deadline was last week, and I'm not even close to being done. (I'll submit this when I go back to Cebu next week, maybe. Not this week, no matter how late I am, coz I'm going to Manila. Phantom, baby! But that's a story for another day.)

I was supposed to go back to Cebu last Friday (minus my project, obviously) but I got sick so I postponed my trip. I had a sinus attack - a triple whammy of allergic rhinitis, sinusitis, and sore throat. I'm all better now, thanks to a handful of meds I'm maintaining for a whole month (ugh!), except for the occasional runny nose.

I hate being sick, but this time it gave me a reason why I was unable to submit my portfolio on time - I wasn't able to go back to Cebu because *drum roll please* I was sick! 

But anyway, it's not as if I'm the one doing my costing. My BF Lex did most all of the hard work. Not that it's hard work for him. For him, Math is like chickenshit. I'm more of a Literature person.

I encoded everything, leaving the tables for the APC, EPC, and cost blank. He inputted everything on Excel, made up formulas, and voila! It's like magic to me.

He was here earlier, and he was teaching me how to use Microsoft Excel (yes, I'm proud ashamed to say I graduated college without ever learning how to use Excel), how the formulas work, etc., etc., but all I could here was "blah blah blah *white noise* blah blah blah".

In the end, he gave up and finished the work himself.

I didn't do anything much, but now my head really hurts, I'm hyperventilating a bit, and I feel like throwing up. Wow. Math must have a bad effect on me. 

Oh, and to make my day worse, I got 2 burns on my left arm. The result of catching an empty baking pan instead of just letting it fall to the floor. Talk about wrong reflexes.

last friday night

Yeah, we didn't dance on table tops (there was very minimal dancing, though not on tables), we didn't take too many shots (just buckets of SanMig Lights & T.Ice), nobody kissed, nobody maxed their cards (coz we paid cash), and we didn't get kicked out of bars (but we kept the staff waiting for us to leave), no streaking, no skipping in the dark, certainly no menage-a-trois, and we most definitely didn't break the law.

But it was epic, nonetheless.

Last night was our high school Alma mater's Alumni Homecoming Night. It was hosted by Batch '62. Every year me and my classmates (whoever's here in Tacloban and is free) attend the homecoming. It's fun, we get a mini-reunion, we get to see our friends from other batches, and the clincher, free food. Who turns down free food? 

There were only 10 of us from our batch who attended, but though a bit few in number, we had tons of fun. We traded high school memories over dinner, while we were being serenaded by Keith Martin, Eva Poon, Pilita Corrales, and Kyla.

We couldn't care less about Keith, Eva, and Pilita (though the older generations seem to enjoy her), but when KYLA sang.. Oh, my God. She's even better live. My friend Shyn and I were totally acting like superfans (which we are, fans, that is.) I'm not that super fanatic, I mean, I don't own all her albums or know all her songs, but I can and do appreciate her music. She's one of my favorite local singers (and that's saying a lot coz I only like two Filipino singers - Kyla and Jed Madela).

It was funny, coz when she came down the stage during her performance, we both rushed to the front, with me grabbing my cousin Son's hand so he could be our photographer. We weren't able to get a picture with her performing, but that didn't stop us, though. After their last performance, and a pictorial session with the Batch '62, we rushed to the stage when we saw her coming down. And she was soooooo nice and accommodating, not to mention really, really pretty.

After, we went to Leyte Park but it was packed with people everywhere (mostly our schoolmates, who all intended to party the night away) so we ended up in SubZero instead. It was an awesome time full of laughter, stories, singing, drinking, & eating. Around 2AM, we felt that we've had enough drinking for the night so we all went to Calle Z for some late night early morning snack. We had bulalo to counteract all those drinking, and traded some more fun high school memories.

We all went home around 4AM, where I promptly fell asleep when I reached my bed. Now my story would have a happier ending if I got to sleep the day away, but my Dad woke me up around past 7 or so. He handed me his cellphone saying he couldn't send any texts, and asking me to figure out what was wrong. When I handed him back his phone 5 minutes later, I had every intention of going back to sleep, but he shattered my dream when he asked me to go to our store.

So here I am, playing cashier whilst typing furiously on my laptop. And I'm feeling kinda hungover, not from the alcohol since I never, and I mean NEVER, get hangovers (not once, even the time I got seriously wasted with my cousins). Yey me! But now I'm feeling it, because of being sleep-deprived. It sucks.

Not sucky enough to keep me from feeling elated about our night, though. It was all good fun. =)

Keith Martin doing his thing.

Kyla♥

 Forgive the grainy pic, I had to zoom in from the back of the gymnasium.

 Keith and Kyla did a duet of Because of You. ♥

 The night's performers.

I don't know what happened, it became grainy. This was a good close-up pic of Kyla.

She's so pretty. And nice, too. =)

The invitation and souvenirs.

on babies and books

So I went to my OB this afternoon for a follow up check up. Almost two years ago, I've been having abdominal pains and after I had an ultrasound done I found out I had a cyst. Nothing serious, but it gave me quite a scare. It freaked me out. And me being a teeny bit hypochondriac, I had these visions of not being able to get pregnant, or having my ovaries removed.

I dislike hospitals (ironic, since I'm a registered nurse), and I hate seeing a doctor. The only doctor I see regularly is my EENT, since I frequently get ear infections, sinusitis, and throat infections. But now, I also see my OB quite often.

I first went to her last April, complaining of abdominal pain similar to the ones I've had before I found out about the cyst, chills and severe dysmenorrhea during my period. I was afraid the cysts were back, so I went for a check up. She gave me a thorough check up, had lab tests done, prescribed me meds, and put me on the Pill. And I've felt better since then. Usually I don't go back for follow ups, but I need to go see her because she needs to monitor for cystic growths while I'm on the Pill, and that's fine with me.

I take my OB visits seriously, because if there's one thing I want most in my life, it's to be a mother. Not right now, though. Maybe someday.

It's one of the few things we talked about this afternoon. She asked me if I'm thinking about getting pregnant anytime soon and I responded with a resounding no. Maybe in a couple of years or so, when I've fully reached grown-up status, I'll be ready think about it. I think I'm still stuck in my teenage years. I certainly don't feel like a 20 23 year-old, and if I haven't finished growing up yet, how can I be responsible for another person?

Anyway, after I left the clinic, I walked around for a while. And I ended up at one of my happy places: Book Sale. I'm a frequent visitor, though I don't always buy a book when I'm there. But when I do buy, I usually buy a lot. Once I dropped in to kill some time and I ended up buying 11 books. The salespeople know me already, and are always helpful when I need help looking for something, or when I didn't bring any money and I need them to hide it so I can get it when I return another day. *grin*

I just bought 9 eBooks online last Saturday, and I already read 5 of them. And today, I bought 4 more books from Book Sale. I paid only 267.00 pesos for all 4. They're so cheap, how can I resist?

Logging out now, so I can get started on those books! =)

recently read - august 2012

• A Visit From Sir Nicholas
• When We Meet Again
• Let It Be Love
• The Heiress
• The Husband Hunt
• Shooting Stars
• Epic Fail
• Sing Me To Sleep
• Second Kiss
• Below The Surface
• Cold Pursuit
• Friday Night Cocktails
• Heartsick
• The Lady Is A Vamp
• I Got You, Babe
• Wild At Heart
• Call Me Wild
• Last To Die
• The Demigod Diaries
• The Throne Of Fire
• The Serpent's Shadow

september first

BER Months are here! I love the Christmas season, it's my favorite time of the year. Gifts, food, family, friends.. What's not to love?

And, yes, I get to play Christmas songs again. Mind you, I play them year round - be it March or August or December, if I fancy listening to them, I just switch to my Christmas playlist on my iPod and listen to it.

Hopefully we're off with a good start. Bad vibes (and really strong earthquakes) are left behind with August. Let's all be merry and have a jolly awesome Christmas! <3

that was one hell of an earthquake!

So if you're updated on the current news, you'd know that a 7.9 magnitude earthquake hit the Philippines tonight (read all about it here). And since a tsunami alert level 3 has been issued, a lot of families near the coast are evacuating to higher ground.

This has got to be the strongest and longest earthquake I've felt. I've never been more scared in my life.

I was standing in front of our kitchen cabinet that's full of glassware (plates, glasses, bowls, etc.) when it started. It wasn't that strong so I stayed where I was, and then when it got stronger, I was too scared to move. I guess it's true, when faced with adversity, we're ingrained with two responses: fight or flight. And since I just stood there, frozen in front of a cabinet that could fall down on me, I guess, in this case, mine's flight.

After the quake we checked our house for damage. Thank God no one was hurt. A lot of stuff fell, but thankfully nothing much was broken. Just a bottle of Lysol from our store, and figurine/frame. Now this made me sad. It was a small figure of a nurse, and on the face is a picture frame. I inserted a cut out of my face on it, so the figurine nurse looks like me. It was a gift from my Mom when I graduated college (obviously I took up Nursing), and it fell off from my bookshelf. It got decapitated. =( I'm hoping I can still fix it with Mighty Bond, or SuperGlue, or whatever.

A frame of our Lord Jesus Christ lay facedown on our altar, but nothing fell, and nothing got broken.

Anyway, it gave us all a scare, but I'm really thankful that nobody was hurt. Thank you, God.

rain, rain, if you stay..

..I would be in bed all day!

Normally, I love the rain. Nothing beats running around and jumping on puddles with the rain beating hard on your back. Or, if one prefers to stay indoors, a warm cup of coffee (though I prefer tea), a good book (or an awesome movie), and someone to cuddle with.

When I commute home from school, I take a jeepney and get off at Robinsons Fuente. From there I walk several blocks to my place.

While on my way home this afternoon, I was feeling a little hungry so I stopped by 7 Eleven for a sandwich and a Slurpee. I could hear thunder rumbling from a distance, and when I stepped out of the store, it was starting to drizzle. Thinking I still have time, I started walking home. After a block, the drizzle became more than that, and after another block, it started to pour. I didn’t mind getting wet, so I kept walking.

Then it got worse.

I got stranded on the corner of a block with two men. I chatted with them while waiting for the rain to let up. After five minutes or slow, the rain started to slow down, and I saw my chance. I said goodbye to them, and left.

It was still pouring, but since I was already wet, I thought, “why not?” By the time I got home, I was soaking wet. I would’ve enjoyed it more if I wasn’t in a hurry to get my bag out of the rain. All my stuffs are inside, and I was afraid it would get wet, especially JJ and my iPod. Thank goodness my bag is kinda waterproof.

People were staring at me while I was walking home (probably because I was the only one brave stupid enough to walk under the pouring rain without an umbrella), but I didn’t care. I walked briskly, passing by those who decided to take shelter and overtaking those with umbrellas and can afford to walk at a more sedate pace.

The sad thing is, I overtake a lot of those people, and no one even offered to share their umbrella.

Normally, I love the rain. But not when it comes unexpectedly while I'm walking home, without an umbrella.

congrats jin..

..Jojo will never disown you!

This is a shoutout to my dear friend Jin!

CONGRATULATIONS! You're now a Registered Nurse! =)

reminiscin' the years gone by

In my previous post, I mentioned that Multiply will say bye-bye to it's social networking part. So I went on a Multiply frenzy, I looked at past pictures, browsed at the things I've posted, and read my blog. It's gonna be hard to part with all those memories, but damn if I'm letting it all go. I'm trying to find a way to import my posts to Blogger, but just in case I can't, I saved up my favorite posts. Bittersweet and heartwarming memories, funny moments with friends.. These are forever etched in my heart, but I just want a written souvenir of my thoughts of those times.

Written in bold are the date and the title of the blog post, and those in italic are excerpts from the blog post itself. The ones in plain text after each post are just little "footnotes" I've added.

I'm gonna miss my Multiply site.

Jan. 21, 2007 | 2 years and counting..

January 22, 2007. That's our anniversary tomorrow..

We finally hit our two year mark.. But after three months or so, we broke up. =(

May 13, 2007 | Admitted.

Being admitted to the hospital wasn’t as scary as I first thought it would be. In fact, it was kinda fun.

I spent 3 days and 2 nights confined at Bethany Hospital. Why? Simple. Diarrhea. In all my 18 years of existence I’ve never been admitted to the hospital. And now, I did. Because of plain, old diarrhea.

It was much more than that, but still. Felt like just diarrhea to me. I actually had acute gastroenteritis with moderate dehydration and hypokalemia. Bouts of diarrhea and vomiting for four days or so, and I didn’t tell my Mom. By the time I finally realized I am too sick to pretend that I’m still awesome (high five, Barney!), I’m already dehydrated and my potassium level’s low. So my doctor admitted me.

May 15, 2007 | The significant other.

This blog is dedicated to Mr. Gonuts. He's a significant other (that's what I call the unknown). He's the spirit of the old man standing outside my hospital room.

Anyway, according to Jin, he died in 1929. I don't know if Bethany existed then, though. He died alone there. So yeah, he held grudges. But his anger seems to diminish over time. Every once in a while, he visits the place. Jin said she's not sure, but his name starts with R. Still, he'll always be Mr. Gonuts to me. I named him that because when Jin said that he was standing there, I was thinking of Gonuts Donuts.

He's nice, for a spirit. I'm usually scared of them, especially knowing they're right there. Jin knows this. I don't know why, but this was the first time that I haven't been scared. Matter of fact, I like him. He entered my room and used the CR there. I might be dreaming when I heard the door opened & closed, or when i heard the toilet flushing, but Jin said he must have entered my room.

Jin is my weird bestie. Weird, because she sees dead people. I kid you not. I love you, weirdo! =)

May 18, 2007 | Deep, confusing thoughts.

"You don't know what you've got till it's gone."

This is one of those clichés that I actually agree to. One can have everything one desires, yet still take them for granted. Not knowing, or better yet, not expecting that one day that thing will be gone. And that's the only time that one will realize the true worth of that thing. Sad.

But then, as I've said before, life is a constant process of holding on & letting go. Maybe it's time to let go of that thing and move on. Yet, what if the thing itself didn't even want to leave in the first place, but left with no choice? But what if, even if given the chance, that thing won't look back, won't go back to what it has left in the first place?

Now, relating to me, maybe I got tired of fixing something that was never meant to be fixed. Or maybe it was just waiting for the right place, the right time, and the right person to fix it? Whatever it is, I'm tired of holding on. So I let go. Under different circumstances, I would have cried buckets of tears. But I've learned to priorities things in the past few days. And I got to think a lot while I was in the hospital. Out of boredom, I must say, but it did me good. So yeah. I won’t trifle myself with trivial matters anymore.

The only thing permanent in this world is change. Change is inevitable. And that's what's happening to me now. A lot changed in these past few weeks. And I'm trying as hell to adapt.

“Maybe we started out from the wrong place.

Sometimes, it's not that things break down..

It's more that they were never quite right to begin with.”

So.. This was the first time I let public about my thoughts on our break up. Not that specific, but I always thought that it says it all. I was so bitter those days.

June 22, 2007 | No turning back..

Life is ironic..

Sometimes you keep on crying even if the guy neglects you.

But you get surprised one day just when you stopped crying and find someone new,

That's when he starts crying.. For losing you.

Just a quote, really. Still not moving on about the break up. I never did find someone new, though.

July 15, 2007 | Just a thought.

Why can't people just accept what has happened & face reality rather than hold on to what used to be?

One of life's bitter realities is that we have to accept the fact that not all things are meant to last forever. The only thing permanent in this world is change, so whether we like it or not, things are bound to change every once in a while.

Knowing that, why do we even let ourselves get attached w/ a person when we know that eventually the time will come that we'll have to separate w/ them?< I'm not being cynical; I know that there are some things that last – provided that it's the right place & the right time. It's just that, we put too much, we give too much, to the point that we're giving away a piece of ourselves before we even realize it. Then, in a flash, it's all gone. & we're left feeling incomplete, because a part of us was taken away by the person whom we gave our all.

Damn. Did I really write all those stuff?

July 25, 2007 | The essence of a woman.

I saw a mother give birth this afternoon..

The first time a saw a delivery. Damn. Must’ve hurt. I remember it changed my mind about getting pregnant early.

December 6, 2007 | Drama? Haha.

Kung nakaya ko, kaya mo rin.. Naalala mo nung ako ang nanjan?

Oh eh, di ba't kaw pa nagsabi sakin na baka kaya tayo iniwan ng taong mahal natin kasi..

Baka merong bagong darating na mas ok.. Na mas mamahalin tayo.. Ung taong di tayo sasaktan at paaasahin..

Ung nagiisang tao na magtatama ng mali sa buhay natin.. Ng lahat ng mali sa buhay mo..

-Popoy (One More Chance)

Watched One More Chance with friends a month before that post. I don’t even know why I posted that quote, but I’ve always love it.

January 10, 2008 | In loving memory of Rico.

Born: October 27, 1999

Died: January 10, 2008

Our dog died that day. Sad.

Rico, wearing my nephew's old shirt. I've painted this for him.

May 29, 2008 | Janelle’s gonna kill me for this..

..But it would be such a shame I if don't post this!

She said: "I don't want to marry an obstetrician, because what if they get tired looking at *censored*? I don't want him to get tired looking at it!"

I do love talking with Janz. She’s got the weirdest ideas, ever.

November 8, 2008 | Rainy days..

..Are all about:

Drinking a warm cup of coffee..

Wearing cool rainy weather outfits..

Having a good sleep..

Chilling at home while listening to love songs..

Missing someone.. c:

I do love rainy days. Especially if you have someone to cuddle with. =)

January 8, 2009 | Wasted.

Anyway, I painted part of my room this afternoon. My room's currently under renovation, as I'm adding bookshelves and cabinets.

Why do people do drugs anyway? They can just inhale paint and get on with it.

I'm experiencing paint-induced euphoria. I feel so wasted. It's like I've drank gallons of tequila. I feel great!

God I remember this. I was so high that day! I felt like I was floating.

September 22, 2009 | RIP Chelsea =(

Born: August 12, 2009

Died: September 22, 2009

This is the last post I made.

My Reina got pregnant for the first time.. And gave birth to 6 puppies. My friend Cha was gonna buy one of them, and named her Chelsea. Sadly our big dog Rixia bit her (she’s a bit territorial about food), and she died that same night from a head wound. That puppy died in my arms and I cried the whole night.

Month-old Chelsea. Doesn't she look adorable?