a happy 24th

Conventionally, turning 24 is not a 3 day celebration. A girl turns 18 and that's THE birthday. 24 would have been as ordinary as any other age, if my friends and family have been ordinary. It was a birthday I didn't expect or even hoped for and I could try to tell about what happened but I know it could only be rightfully described by the glow on my face (besides photos work best! hehehe!).

They say when you feel something so true and sincere you can only express it well in your real-world language:

Thank you to the bouquet sender, to my dotph friends for the birthday cake, birthday card and for our videoke night out with my FACA friends. Thank you FACA friends for the surprise MCDO birthday party (grabe ang galing talaga! at inalliance pa sila papa hehehe!), Salamat Catcat & Joseph, Ma'am Ciel, Sir Dennis & wife sa pagpunta kahit malayo, Jordan, Karen, Jherz, Francis - ang party committee! yehey ang saya! - sobrang nakakatouch… pnaiyak niyo ko buti na lang nakakatawa yung MCDO tarpaulin (hehe!) Kay LG, thanks for being there, dedicated na rin ang tawag ko sa 'yo. Sa HS barkada - Lesly, Sheila & Andreau, Bauzy & Tok, Diana (in spirit) - after 10 years ganun pa rin kasaya ang saya (heheh!) - Kay Papa & Mama kayo ang best ka-conspirators, sa lahat ng cousins and kamag-anaks na naglasing with us, at sa lahat ng nag-greet and who remembered November 18 here and abroad…super salamat.

I know there's a 50-50 chance that the people I just thank wouldn't come across this blog post but I wrote it anyway to remind me how this birthday made me realized that my sister & I are well loved. I'd say it was God's deliberate attempt to make us feel special through special people.  I don't think there's any other explanation to it. =)

I'm really really really extremely happy elated, the type that could never run out - - - but more than that I feel seriously and utterly thankful - that I have what I have - that this life is mine. =)

i’m 22!

i'm 22.. at least according to this quiz   -> http://www.blogthings.com/whatagequiz/

You Are 22 Years Old

20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come… love, work, and new experiences.

What Age Do You Act?

This means i sort of act my age. hehehe! 

formerly untold

I read once that the most compelling reads are the ones most honest - Writers who speak about the truth without resorting to long paragraphs proving it, stories that tell what's what minus the adjective overdose, words so powerful they don't need to be in a sentence.I don't claim to be that kind of a writer, but someday I wish I could.

I wish I have time to waste to draft stories, create faceless characters and spin plots however amateurish. I look forward to finishing anything written be it a short story, an article, a manuscript or an epic! I look forward to forcing my sister to read it and hearing her criticize it so much I bleed. But more than anything, I look forward to knowing that behind that piece is a story I fully know of, the characters I deleted, the scenes I hid and all the other twists and turns I can only hope the reader would discover and relate to me, my thoughts, of things in my life that happened and didn't happen.

Writing is my first love and like any other firsts, i wish to never forget about it. If I have all the time in the world, I will (sleep first! heheh! then)  write and write until I can write no more. 

just my nonsense

It's 3am and I should be heading towards my bed but I'm awake typing nonsense.

Yesterday (the other yesterday) Anne, Karen and I went for a spontaneous spa! I rushed from Ortigas to Makati via a very expensive taxi ride (huhu) just to be 30 minutes late from our 8pm sharp appointment. Thus, we had to settle to just body massage instead of body massage + foot spa. In the end, it was really satisfying…I wish it never ended (haha drama). Btw, we had our BP taken before the massage and the therapist told me that my blood pressure is 90/70 (my lowest so far). Could that be a sign for me to sleep more? Maybe. *dumb grin*

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I wish i know what to write about.

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I am actually chatting with Claren right now (because I haven't seen him for hours). Clar is my partner in crime at dotph, and my only co-web designer as of date. He's my office bff (best frog forever eheheh jowkkk)…I like clar because he laughs at 99% of my jokes and doesn't mind playing stupid with me, take our (edited) chat below as proof (peace!)

lovelife string of conversation…
junkyardkid21: ehehe
junkyardkid21: ikaw
Leah Mababangloob: ako
Leah Mababangloob: wala
Leah Mababangloob: zilch
Leah Mababangloob: zero
Leah Mababangloob: null
Leah Mababangloob: ako yung display none
Leah Mababangloob: ikaw yung visibiltiy hidden

junkyardkid21: gandang tanong yan ha
junkyardkid21: anong css attribute ka
Leah Mababangloob: ako yung clear. if yer floatin' you can't live without me
Leah Mababangloob: ehehehehhe
junkyardkid21: ako, !important. self-explanatory.
Leah Mababangloob: di yun attribute

junkyardkid21: ang geeky naman ng conversation <– right on

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It's mostly about work lately.. but I refuse to blog about that (because it could be sensible and that just won't fit my post title ).

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One month to go and it's my 24th year on earth. Wow, i'm not thrilled to age another year but even so, i'm still definitely looking forward to that weekend when my twin and I would have an excuse to be bossy (ehehe). Seriously, I'm just psyched to meet with old friends who see November like December. If this doesn't make sense, hurray.

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Our dog, coal developed some kind of skin disease . We don't know of any good vet (we already brought him to an animal clinic but didn't help). His tail is partly bald, his body is getting all reddy and he scratches like crazzzy. He might appear funny and smell funny but i swear i'm really getting worried. Please PM me if you happen to know of an excellent vet.

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My dotph friends and I went out last thursday to celebrate thursday. It was a legit nightout - roam serendra, had a fiesta @ giligan's plus videoke. First time ever that I liked the taste of san mig light - I used to reject beer because of its bitter taste and aftertaste… but when we were videoke-ing, i was so thirsty and the beer was cold and br was singing tuliro bitiw and it was a likable experience that i finished two bottles. Wwwhew. *silly smile*

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Part of me fails to remember any more nonsense because of sleeplessness. I'm out of here (in a few minutes or so!).

how you write

I am not fond of answering online tests but I needed a short break.

Results of my handwriting analysis:

You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.

You are a shy, idealistic person who does not find it easy to have relationships, especially intimate ones.

You are diplomatic, objective, and live in the present.

You are reserved, shy, cautious, and thoughtful.

You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.

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I say the analysis is a 9 out of 10.

Try it yourself.

UP won =)

UP is this year's Cheerdance competition champions!

Congratulations!!!

Can't believe I didn't watch it live at the big dome, sayang =( Oh well, next year na lang!

 UP Fight!

Nocturne, SC

Laid my head on the pillow
Watched the night go by
Watched the checkered pillowcases come alive
Silence croons me slowly
And I wonder how you are
Are you sleeping soundly?
You don't quite feel as far

Saw your name written on the ceiling
Not sure if I'm still dreaming of you
I've seen you in my sleep

From across the room the clock leers
As I try to sleep again
I would rather shorten the night
Than lengthen the day

In sleep we lose our voices

I would rather spend it dreaming of you

Saw your name written on the ceiling
Not sure if I'm still dreaming of you
I've seen you in my sleep

Saw your name written on the ceiling
Not sure if I'm still dreaming of you
I've seen you in my sleep

Saw your name written on the ceiling
Not sure if I'm still dreaming of you
I've seen you in my sleep

Saw your name written on the ceiling
Not sure if I'm still dreaming of you
I've seen you in my sleep

Saw your name written on the ceiling
Not sure if I'm still dreaming of you
I've seen you in my sleep

I've seen you in my sleep

I've seen you in my sleep

I've seen you in my sleep

i wish i could feel

I heard about a friend's heart problem and I almost immediately felt envious.

At this day and age when it's easier to make something out of doubt than of faith, I say my friend is lucky that he feels what he feels- - - whether if his feelings remain unreciprocated or unrewarded or unappreciated shouldn't matter - - - the mere fact that, that feeling came and there's an actual person behind it, and it lasted long enough for his heart to ache are altogether a gift that I could only write about from imagination (or maybe from lack of it).

I'd rather feel my heart break, than wonder if it's still there, capable of feeling.

I don't think the butterflies will ever come.

sugar rush

I love to eat and my favorites usually fall under the dessert category. It doesn't matter if I am eating at a fancy restaurant or a convenient jollyjeep, i'd always check what the available desserts are. Whenever i read a menu, i tend to overthink the dessert list (hmmm…) even if I know I won't be having any because of time/budget constraints, i would always bother to look at those yummy, mouth watering pictures inscripted with words like indulge, sinfully sweet and whipped whatnot.

Several Saturdays ago, my friends from faca and I checked out the serendra mall at the fort. It was really fun, we got to raid 4 storeys of Fully Booked (grabe book haven), dine at a hawaiian polynesian grill called Polukai (dito ko lang nagustuhan ang spare ribs at hindi pa ganun kamahal) and strolled the vicinity like first timers would (pangdate ang ambiance pero kahit walang dictionary date ok pa rin naman *wink* ). However, i have to say, and i think my friends would agree that the highlight of the night was when we feast over a box of cupcakes.

I don't think i can ever describe how these heavenly goods taste in words, so I might as well let pictures do the telling

 
Cupcakes by sonja
Photos courtesy of K.Santos of flickr   

Must Try's!

Lahat (hehe) pero special mention sila:

Peppermint Patty (color pink  sprinkled with red peppermint)
Valrhona dark chocolate cupcakes topped with our signature peppermint frosting

Berries and cream cake (my personal favorite!)
Brown butter almond cake with fresh strawberries and whipped cream icing

Chocolate Surprise
Valrhona Chocolate cupcakes topped with either our signature vanilla buttercream or creamy chocolate Frosting

Red Velvet Vixen
Traditional Southern Cake made with Belgian Cocoa and Cream cheese icing

  =) =) =)

august prose

I am a dark secret. You may spend a thousand years knowing me and never know me.  I talk in color, breathe in delight, see through rose-colored eyes. I am a charmer.  I can speak in silence, leave you without sleep and question your logic all at the same time. I can haunt you for years and it can be exhausting. and difficult. and tormenting. but incredibly you'd rather chase after me. 

I inspire without effort, depress without effort.  I can be found. and lost. and found again. I outlive everything. Not even pride or anger ends me. I withstand distance, time, and human flaw. 

There's nothing human about me.

I make you stupid and wise and numb. I am happiness, misery and everything else in between. I conquer all  is just a fancier way to say I am everything.

I am love.