hello public life!

i’ve haven’t stopped writing. it’s just that i’ve gone back to good old paper and pen.

it’s therapy. until it isn’t.

i dunno, the ‘magic’ is gone. (although i finished a notebook’s worth of almost-daily journaling) or i’ve just changed that the ‘magic’ isn’t the same. or my routine isn’t the same.

i’ve sort of enjoyed privacy. ganun ba talaga pag tumatanda? dati kasi araw-araw, iba’t ibang nakikita, blog agad. pati mga pasyal, blog agad. i understand iba na din consumption preferences ng tao. heck, i haven’t blog-hopped in ages! lagi nalang kasi vlogs on youtube pinapanood. it’s quick, easy to consume, and may visuals pa! i could never. parang too much effort? or wala na lang talaga akong energy. hahaha

reminds me of this young officemate who’s so perky and preppy. just talking to her exhausted me! LOL! it’s not her fault naman. i’m just old, that’s all.

speaking of old, ayan na nga, may maintenance na ang lolo niyo. masakit na din katawan kahit anong araw ng linggo. mas madalas na din gumising sa madaling-araw. well, at least the view is great and the air is fresh. πŸ˜‰

ngayon is the return of the comeback ng mga “feeling main character” sa maynila… a.k.a. the monday after All Saints Day holiday. graduate na ako sa ganiyan ngayon. pero suki na ng traffic sa NLEX.

i know, madaming ganap since i last blogged (hello? January??? Nobiyembre na ngayon!!!) still, i don’t know if i’d like my life to be open to the public. although in blogging, it’s really semi-public dahil di na nga ito ang ‘in’ ngayon. we’ll see. πŸ™‚

perfectly imperfect photos

i’ve been seeing these ads for AI-driven/-enhanced/-altered photos on phones or apps. they are able to delete ‘distractions’ from photos you take on the street for the best aesthetically pleasing/cleanest shot — a street lamp? street wires? a car too close? a random guy passing a pedestrian crosswalk? gone! erased!

but is that what we really want to capture?

call me old-fashioned (because yes i’m old) but isn’t it amazing that when you look at your photo albums after years of not seeing them, you notice other things in the background? or doesn’t that blurry photo remind you how hard you were laughing at the party and THAT’S WHY it’s blurry?

i don’t know… i just feel like capturing these ‘imperfect’ photos is the only real way to capture reality. not the filtered and altered ones we put on our social media stream.

Processing…

Yan yung term na madalas na ini-imagine naten na lumilitaw kapag mayroong tulala sa mga kaibigan naten. or kahit tayo mismo.

iba siya sa ‘nag-hang’… yung ‘nag-hang’ is huminto na mag-isip. yung ‘processing’ ay nag-iisip pa… albeit medyo matagal ha. LOL

this is, i think, what i’m going through right now. i’m processing a lot of stuff such that i tend to neglect other stuff i shouldn’t be neglecting. i can’t say i’m actually overwhelmed. parang ang konti nga lang ng ginagawa ko eh. parang ang simple lang. pero parang di ko naman nagagawa lahat.

or mali ba ako? di ko lang namamalayan na lunod na pala ako kaya di ko sila napag-tutuunan ng pansin?

or baka naman hindi ko talaga gusto itong ginagawa ko kaya naman nine-neglect ko na lang?

kaya siguro ganito ako ngayon. processing… processing… processing… isip nang isip. tulala madalas. pero alam ko namang di dapat.

In Memoriam: Rosalie Z Quiambao

Umuwi kami ng Pampanga noong Biyernes para sa birthday celebration ng Tatay. Habang nandoon kami sa resort, naibalita sa ate ko na wala na sa ‘Dang Ali/Dada’, yung tindera sa sari-sari store sa tapat ng lumang bahay namin. Siyempre nalugkot ako dahil kilala ko siya. Ang di ko inasahan ay yung lungkot nang makita ko na siya noong dumalaw kami sa burol.

Simula nang magka-malay ako, siya na at ang magulang niya ang bantay sa tindahan sa harap. May upuan pa nga dati at puno ng talisay sa tapat kaya malilim at masarap tumambay. Kakausapin ka at aalukin ng ice candy or adobong mani na bagong luto lang nila. Yes, home-made, packed, fresh from the pan.

Nang mag-high school at college, mas madalas ay malayo na ako sa bahay. Weekends ako umuuwi at minsan pag bumababa ng jeep, binabati niya ako at tinatanong kung bakit maaga/late na nakauwi, kung traffic ba o mahirap sumakay. It wasn’t being nosy… ngayon ko naiisip na it was genuine ‘malasakit’ of a neighbor… because that’s what neighbors do.

Di ko alam ano ang natapos niya sa paaralan. Di ko alam kung bakit di na siya nag-asawa o nagtrabaho pa nang iba (although kuwento sa akin ng Tatay at mga kapatid ko ay nagluluto siya sa canteen noong sa Manila na talaga ako nakatira) pero palagay ko ay naging bahagi siya ng maraming buhay ng tao sa amin.

Kilala din siya ng mga pamangkin ko. Lumaki din silang bumibili sa tindahan nila. Hindi ko alam kung kagaya ko ang lungkot na nararamdaman nila. Palagay ko sa pagtanda nila, maaaring balikan nila yung mga araw nila sa tindahan, gaya ko, at maiisip nila na napakabuting tao ni ‘Dada’ at mapalad kaming nakilala namin siya.

Requiem Γ¦ternam dona ei, Domine
Et lux perpetua luceat ei:
Requiescat in pace.
Amen.

ano’ng gamot dito?

jarannn!!! marso na!

huling post ko dito ay setiyembre pa pala. ano’ng ganap? well, lahat!

bago na ang trabaho ko. no, i didn’t resign. i was re-assigned to a different post. something i’m not sure i’m even capable and equipped to do well.

aside from the self-doubt, schedule-keeping has never been my strong suit. so i take things as they are every day. which, as some sort of ‘manager’, is not a very good thing to do. management requires planning and foresight — two things i’m not very good at!

and yes, i’m back to my old habits pre-hospitalization. i am trying, though.

tapos punong-puno pa ng kung ano-ano ang utak ko. oh, i have been journaling regularly until i wasn’t. i guess that shows my state of mind na din? sabaw. halo-halo. lutang.

may gamot ako sa hypertension at diabetes. sa lutang na utak, wala pa.

-ber na agad?!

hindi pa ako naiinip sa last Christmas party planning, -ber months na naman?! ganoon lang yata talaga kapag tumatanda, bumibilis o bumabagal ang panahon, depende kung ano yung kailangan mong gawin. yung kapag nag-hihintay ka ng masasakyan pauwi, parang ang tagaaaaaal bago dumating yung susunod na punong jeep/FX. pero kapag may deadline, ambilis ng oras! kakasabi lang ng boss mo alas 10 ng umaga na deadline ng 5pm today, paglingon mo sa relo, 4 o’clock na!

parang andami ko na din naka-plano para sa quarter na ‘to pero biglang Sept 8 na. tapos isang iglap magiging katapusan na ng buwan! *insert anxiety attack here*

wala eh. nabubuhay lang ako sa opisina para mag-Facebook, lazada, at magkape. kasi kung trabaho ang aatupagin ko, wala na mangyayari sa buhay ko.

i kid of course. all these ‘distractions’ keep me going while i work. they don’t ‘waste’ my time. the opposite is true… they make me connect to those who matter. i bond over coffee with my officemates, talk about their latest ideas and research over it. i buy online stuff for my son who’s been asking me for that glow in the dark flashlight for ages. and my facebook is my only means to connect with my faraway colleagues, learning social media content (because i’ve been transferred to a new desk).

all these distractions have kept me going, not realizing that it’s the start of the Philippines’ Christmas Season. ambilis lang talaga ng panahon. andami ko pang dapat matutunan.

akalain mo yun?

i don’t know how or why but the old binocular toys in the 90s, the “ViewMaster” just came to my mind, making me recall how much i enjoyed looking at the different views in it.

we never owned the toy. our neighbor had one and a couple of slides to go with it. what i remember distinctly is i was able to ‘see the world’ just by looking at those toy binoculars. i ‘went to Egypt’ to ‘see’ the pyramids. i got to see the magnificent cityscape of Hong Kong through them. it wasn’t like ordinary pictures. they were stereoscopic so there was a sense of depth to what i was looking at.

then i realize how far i’ve come. though i haven’t been to egypt, i have been to HongKong, not once,but twice already. i have been to malaysia, singapore, germany, italy, and india. i have been blessed to visit these countries, some from our pockets, some for free because of work.

i never wished for these. i never asked for them and yet here they are. perhaps as a child, my awe and wonder communicated a silent prayer in me that i be able to see these magnificent places some day. and now here we are.

the thought just overwhelms me today.

i had a date with my son last Sunday and (almost) no one knew

it was one of those spontaneous things i sometimes like to do, even if i am a ‘creature of habit’; i took my son on a date at the mall. how spontaneous was it? we were in our ‘pambahay’ clothes!

we recently got some guppies as pets at home. being absolute novices in this new hobby, with the limited research (read: YouTube binge watching) i’ve done, i thought i was ready to take care of fish. also, this comes from the encouragement of our security guard in the office who seems to just leave these guppies alone and yet they thrive! they even have lotsa babies now!

anyway, one by one, our little pets died until only 1 is left. i asked my son if he wanted to see the streetside stall where i bought the guppies and he said ‘yes.’ we walked to the talipapa and pointed him to where i bought our now-dead pets.

while walking in the hot sun, he blurted out, “i think i’m hungry,” and seeing that we were near the tricycle terminal and could use some time together, i told him we’re going to the mall.

in our shorts and worn-out shirts that could pass as rags, we took the trike to Market! Market! in BGC. he really wanted Jollibee but since it was full, we actually went inside the mall and ate at ChowKing instead. the entire time, i didn’t have my phone with me. i left it at home charging by the TV stand, thinking we would be gone for just a few minutes – not hours!

and you know what, it just felt good to be in the moment. it did cross my mind that, “uy, i should’ve had my phone with me to take a picture.” us, with just pambahay in a mall in BGC. or “this would get a lot of likes and laughs on Facebook!” but i just took it all in. it didn’t matter who liked it or laughs at it. what mattered was him and me together, having Chicken Lauriat and Wonton Noodles at Chowking at 10 in the morning.

two metaphors

i actually don’t have the energy to google if my use of ‘metaphor’ is correct right now. let’s just assume that it is.

saw two videos today describing something important to me and i guess i just wanted to note them down so i’ll have a greater chance of remembering them.

first, a metaphor for (or rather against) abortion: it’s like baking a cake. if you were about to bake a cake, you mix the ingredients, put the batter in a pan, and then bake it in an oven. well, that’s what you get when you ‘do it’ and then it’s in a woman’s womb. it’s “baking”. if someone takes it out and throws the pan across the floor, you don’t say, “you ruined the batter!” no. you say, “you ruined my cake!”

i just thought it was brilliant.

next is something about raising your child. the video talks about how a parent should not ‘engineer’ their children to be who they want them to be. rather, they should be ‘shepherds’ because shepherds don’t force their sheep to become dogs, but what they do is to bring them to where the good pastures are, protect them from wolves, herd them where they should be. they don’t manipulate them to be something other than sheep.

finding solutions… hopelessly

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