First Lessons Learned…

No matter how you carefully plan things, it will not always turn out the way you planned.

Don’t expect too much.

Always have backup plans.

Don’t care too much. But don’t be afraid to care. Just don’t expect others to care the same level you do.

Just give and expect with a level of tolerance.

If all else fails.. inooooooooom!

Woohooooo! 😀

Make the workplace your second home.


Always the Third Wheel…

I am always the third wheel. Third wheel in this context is not just when there’s a couple that is “together” and you’re this outsider who tends to ruin or interfere their moment (ika nga ni Bianca, a P.I.H.). But I realized that I am always this third person who seems to be in the “outside looking in” in what seems to be a very animated relationship.

With bestfriends… I have been getting along with so many different group of friends. Sometimes large groups that actually have very different group dynamics. One thing in common in these groups is that there always seem to be always groups of two that tend to get along more as opposed to other people in the group. And I just wasn’t like them. I mean, I get along fine with all of them (even individually) but I just never had a best friend. I have BFFs but not a BFF.

With sisters… Even among my sisters, I have felt like a foreigner. Well, it’s not that they treat me like one or anything. It’s just that ever since I left home for college, we tend to have grown in different directions.  I blame the distance, different environments, and not having TV.

With lovers… Don’t even get me started with this. Because of all the situations of being a third wheel, this is the one I am mostly in. Two of the (literally) closest people in my life right now are in a very healthy and loving relationship with each other.

Don’t get me wrong… I am not complaining. This is just a reflection or an observation. Because recently, observing is what I do mostly. And it’s not that bad. Being a witness to the highs and lows of these different relationships make me reflect on my own life… makes me reflect on life. I may not always like what I see or realize in these contemplations, but I always love and treasure all the memories I have gathered while being a third wheel.

Only one thing scares me… Quoting Mark in Rent:

Why am I the witness?
And when I capture it on film,
Will it mean that it’s the end
And I’m alone?



After 3 years…

… outing pa din?!

I caught myself asking this question after agreeing to join friends in a trip next month. I guess my conscience automatically asked this question because I remember telling myself on New Year’s eve that as a resolution for 2011, I will get my life together this year.

Three years out of college and I’m still with no clear goal.
Actually, I’m still with no plan.
But like what was asked in My Life in Ruins: “How do you plan life?”

What a million… no, billion… no, trillion… NO! …a zillion-dollar question!

Okay, maybe I’m just overreacting. There may be an answer to a question like this… but the road to finding or arriving to the solution is not always easy, also not always fun.
They are always compromises, sacrifices, expectations, disappointments, and massive stress!

Why can’t life be just free-flowing and happy? They say Happiness is a choice.

Is this true? Or is this how we fool ourselves into learning how to be content or settle?
Well, to that I say… Happiness is a symptom. And like all other feelings, they are just signs or indications that we are still living life. So it’s okay to feel them!

If you’re sad… go wallow in misery!
If you’re angry… go have a hissy fit!
If you’re happy… PARTY!

All is well as long as you know how to move on from these feelings to another.

So for now, I am going to live life… experience and express ALL emotions!

I am going to that outing. Good night! 😀

No deliveries? Let’s have Brunch!

In our Miami  home, it’s recently a rare occasion when we are able to be able to prepare a meal together.  It’s because we have become so busy with work and with what little life we have. But today, Bianca, Rico, Tatia, and I were able (or forced?) to do this because of:
1. Lack of funds.
2. Leftover food from Jean.
3. Powerlessness to go outside.
We woke up around noon and decided to make our bellies shut up by cooking everything edible we have in the kitchen.

1st on the menu was Tatia’s Fried Rice!

Major Ingredients: leftover rice, leftover beef tapa, egg
Steps: Well, it’s pretty straight forward really… or so I thought!
Where I grew up, we make fried rice just by chopping all ingredients to desired size, fry them, and then mix the rice. And even if the rice is cold because it’s straight from the refrigerator, we just use it as is. But I was shocked when Tatia placed the rice in a container and started pouring water in it! Apparently, this practice is acceptable and also being done in Bacolod. They “clean” the already cooked rice before mixing it. Weird. Anyway, the unusual method had no negative effect to the final output because the fried rice was DELICIOSO! 😀

Next was Fried Bacon by Rico Marco!

Major Ingredient: lots and lots of bacon…
Steps: According to Rico Marco, first take the bacon out of the packaging. Then drop all the meat to a hot pan and just leave it there. Done! 😛

Last but not the least, Crab and Corn Soup by Bianca!

Major Ingredients: Knorr’s Instant Crab and Corn Soup, egg, 2 and 1/4 tazas water
Steps: Please see back of Knorr’s Instant Crab and Corn Soup package.
…and where was I amidst all this? Taking the pictures of course! hahaha
Well, I’m not totally useless… I was the one who chopped garlic for Tatia! That counts for something, right? :p

Till next brunch!


Welcome to the real world…

All her life Rachel was told “You’re a shoe! You’re a shoe!”.
But one day she realized, “What if I don’t want to be a shoe? What if I want to be a purse? or a hat?”

So she left her groom in the altar.
And while still in her wedding gown, she came looking for Monica (her bestfriend in high school) in a coffee shop named Central Perk and found four others.

Does the plot sound familiar?
Yes. You’re right.
This is the first ever episode of my favorite TV series, Friends.

I recently watched the show again and realized… at my age right now, I totally relate more to the characters.  Before I just say I can relate to them because of my similar personalities to some characters (i.e. you can see yourself as a Chandler when it comes to love life and a Monica when it comes to being competitive). But now that I’m a yuppie scum for almost three years, I started to realize that: “This is my life! They are living my life!”

Stuck on a job. Broke. Non-existent love life.

And as the soundtrack continues…
“It’s like you’re always stuck in second gear.When it hasn’t been your day, your week, your month, or even your year… I’ll be there for you!”

This song says: “What the hell, right?”
As long you have the most awesome friends in the world… life is wonderful!

So my first post is just a shout out to my fellow yuppies experiencing quarter life crisis:
Keep on living life like there is no tomorrow.
Sing like no one is listening.
Dance like no one is watching.
Love like you have never loved before.

Let 2011 be a year of: No complaints. No regrets. Pure positivity!

…and just like what Monica said to Rachel:

“Welcome to the real world. It sucks. You’re gonna love it!”

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