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March 6th, 2007

Pick of the Week: Away-bati
Posted in Love and other Disasters, My OST



**peace tayo ha...funny how this was one of the first songs I heard this morning. May sense of humor talaga si Lord!

by: Yeng Constantino

Puro away, napapansin mo ba
Mamaya ngingiti, mamaya ngingiwi
Puro tampuhan, walang katapusan
Mamaya hihinto, 'di ka na kikibo

REFRAIN 1
'Di naman sa sinasabing nagsasawa na
Ang akin lang naman, pwedeng ayusin pa ba
Kung ayos lang sa 'yo ang ganito
Sige na nga, magtitiis na lang ako


CHORUS
Kasi nga mahal kita
'Di naman pwedeng sabihing ayaw ko na
Kasi nga mahal kita


Konting masabi, naiinis agad
Ako ba ang mali, oo ba o hindi
Isang buong araw, 'di pwedeng walang sigawan
Ako na ang mali, laging nagtitimpi


REFRAIN 2
'Di mo naman aamining kasalanan mo na
Nasasaktan na ako, hoy, ano ka ba
Kung ayos lang sa 'yo ang ganito
Sige na nga, magtitiis na lang ako


[Repeat CHORUS]


AD LIB


REFRAIN 3
'Di naman sa sinasabing nagsasawa na
Ang akin lang naman pwedeng ayusin pa ba
Bakit ba kasi ang daming pinagtatalunan
Sige na nga, 'di naman kita kayang iwanan


[Repeat CHORUS]


Ayoko lang ng ganito
Sumasakit na ang ulo ko
Away-bati tayo

Mahal kita
Kaya 'di ko sasabihing ayoko na
Kasi nga mahal kita

Ayoko lang ang ganito
Sumasakit na ang ulo ko
Away-bati tayo, hoh hoh

Angel's LSS: Away-Bati by Yeng






March 12th, 2007

El Roi
Posted in Angel 24/7



Many locator devices are on the market today that promise to help us keep track of elderly parents, children, wallets, pets, parolees, even potential kidnapping victims.

As useful as these gadgets are, they would have done Hagar no good. No one seemed to care enough about Hagar and her unborn child to monitor their well-being in the desert. No one but El Roi—Hebrew for “You-Are-the-God-Who-Sees” (Gen. 16:13).

Hagar served Sarai, Abram’s wife. Sarai felt like a weak link in the chain of God’s promise to bless Abram with many descendants. She was barren, so she told Abram to sleep with her maidservant and build a family through her. This ill-advised suggestion—born amid intense cultural pressures to provide an heir—led to nothing but trouble. When Hagar became pregnant, she despised Sarai for her inability to have children. Then Sarai treated Hagar so badly that she ran away. There in the desert, feeling the misery of her past and the uncertainty of her future, Hagar met God, who saw her and took care of her.

El Roi sees your past misery, your present pain, your uncertain future. He is so watchful that He knows when the smallest sparrow perishes (Matt. 10:29-31). And He is the God who sees and cares for you today. —Marvin Williams

If God sees the sparrow’s fall,
Paints the lilies short and tall,
Gives the skies their azure hue,
Will He not then care for you?  —Anon.

Keep your eyes on the Lord; He never takes His eyes off you.

*Hay Lord bahala ka na po sa akin. There are days when nothing seems to go right...and i feel like such a mess. Last night, i poured my heart out to you and wondererd if you could hear me.  Yeah i know you do...and I know you always see. Please help my unbelief....






*picked up from My Space...*sniff*sniff
Posted in Love and other Disasters



       Sunday, March 11, 2007

Happy Birthday Katie, Wherever You Are......
Current mood: thoughtful
Category:
Romance and Relationships

Sometimes even I get sentimental.  This is one of those times.  Happy 30th Birthday Katie.  Hard to believe it's been years since we met and 4 since we spoke.  Time flies.  I wasn't yet 30 and you were in your first year of medical school. 
You were a vegetarian and I still live off dead cows.  You listened to Creed, musicians punch people if you even jokingly say they were influenced by Creed.
What did we have in common?  Lung cancer.  Your Father and My Mother.  You were my friend.  The first person I could talk to who understood what I felt.  The same for you.  There you were trying to work things out with your first love Sean and me trying to save things with Lisa for the sake of Savannah.  We both seemed to fail there. 
And on that cold drunken December night when I had nowhere else to turn to release my pain, I called my friend and woke you up at 3:00AM  you weren't angry.  You did everything you could to comfort me.  And then you let it slip you were attracted to me.  And that changed things forever.  A light switch went off in both our heads, and after we realized what had been said everything between us changed.
The better part of the next 5 years of my life were spent between Pittsburgh and Tampa.  When I wasn't there we had a standing 11:00pm phone time.  Just to discuss our day.  And we had the three day boot rule.  Both being highly emotional people, you wanted to kick me out of your life every 3 days.  We'd both run to Ashley and get everyone involved and upset and by then we'd be calmed down and happy.  Leave them scratching their heads.
I was your knight in shining sweat pants and you were my knight in shining lingerie.  We saved each other from so much and in so many ways.  We experienced everything a couple could. 
A tragic accident that almost left you disfigured.  Your anger at me for thinking I didn't care.  You saw yourself as ugly and freakish.  But you were still the only woman in the world to me.  I would have pushed you around in a wheelchair forever and have been the happiest man on Earth.  I could have never seen you as disfigured.  It wasn't that I didn't care, it was that I loved you so much it didn't matter.  But you fully healed and walked again without a limp.
Me walking in and finding my Father dead.  The one night I chose to leave home to have dinner with a friend. 
Our breakup that you seemed to think was permanent so you slept with a guy from physical therapy to try and get over me.  Because you thought I'd be surrounding myself with women to get over you.  But you were the only woman in the world to me.  I didn't even consider other women.  I just needed to calm down.
The pregnancy.  You have 3 lovers your entire life and a single one night stand that didn't get you over me at all.  Just resulted in your pregnancy.  Only you could be so wholesome as to screw up a one night stand. 
After figuring the dates the baby couldn't have been mine.  I understood your deep religious beliefs and wanted to give the baby a chance to grow up with a family.  I loved you so much I let go.  But we couldn't let each other go.
I was never mad.  That would have been pointless.  I either had to accept what had happened and move forward with the woman I loved or go the other way. Strangely I was never angry at you.  I understood why you did what you did.  You were trying to protect yourself and you made a mistake.  I forgave you, but you never forgave yourself.
If Randy and I flew up to Cedar Key just to spend the day eating.  I was out cheating on you.  Paying you back.  If you only could have forgiven yourself. 
So after a meeting with your Mother, Andrew moves in.  I step aside again.  For the baby.  For you.  Finally I just have to get away.  Not being with you was killing me.  So I put an ocean between us for several months.  I traveled.  Like I always do after a break up.  I returned to the news from Ashley that you'd lost the baby, your brother had died and you were in very bad health physically and emotionally.
I reached out to you, but I think you blamed me because I wasn't there.  Enter the new guy Mike. You had stopped responding to me.  But you were to him.  Again out of love I let you go.  If he could help you heal, that was all that mattered.
But ultimately it always came back to me and you like a boomerang.   Everyone else was just a blip on the radar screen.  By this time our relationship had become much like beautiful stained glass that had been broken and glued back together so many times it couldn't hold up under it's own weight no matter how beautiful it was.  And we both knew that. 
So we did the only thing we could do to move on.  Let go of each other completely, all contact.  This is where the Rob policy started and it was mutual.  It was the only way either of us would ever be able to move forward.
You once said I taught you how to love.  You taught me how to be a man.  You brought out everything good in me in terms of relationships.  Although my real commitment these days is to MMA if I ever let one of you evil vaginal people close enough to hurt me again.  She'll have you partially to thank for the good things in me.  The things that grew me up.  Made me a man.
Always,
Rob






Song for the Week: You and Me
Posted in Love and other Disasters, My OST



Christian Bautista and Rachelle Ann Go

You and me, we wanted it all...we wanted it all...
passion without pain
sunshine without rainy days
we wanted it all always...

you and me we reached for the skies
even if it falls high
never giving in, certain we will win the prize
i should have seen it in your eyes

look how all the dreams came true
you see how i got me
you see how you got you

and after all just one thing died
[both]
a little thing called love
we used to feel inside

you and me [you and me]
we're not like the rest [we're not like the rest]

we once were the best
back when we were dumb
how did we become so smart

and learn to break each other's hearts

look how all our dreams came true
you see how i got me
you see how you got you

and after all just one thing died
a little thing called love
we used to feel inside....

you and me we're not like the rest
we once were the best
back when we were dumb
how did we become so smart
cause we almost made it
we almost made it...

you and me we're not like the rest
we once were the best
but not what we've became
isn't it a crying shame
that we almost made it [that we almost made it]
but we wanted it all

baby you and me [you and me]
we wanted it all....

Angel's LSS: Mga Kantang Sawi
Differential Diagnosis: LOST






Eclectic Wisdom
Posted in Love and other Disasters



Lemons

When Life Hands You Lemons...Bring Out The Tequila and Salt!






March 13th, 2007

28 Days
Posted in Love and other Disasters




They say it takes 28 days to form a habit...make one, or break one. Bottomline is, time changes everything. Or at least, makes a significant difference.

Today is my second day.

Hormone treatment has officially begun; I renewed my friendship with the treadmill; and I am no longer in a relationship.

These are some the lemons in my hands right now. And while some people at work continue to test my patience and self-restraint, and finances aren't so pretty at the moment, I still choose  to squeeze the juice out of life.

I have 26 more days to get used to the morning sickness; 26 more days to become my own drill sergeant; 26 days to learn Search Engine Optimization and American Accent...and 26 more days to stop crying.

Bring out the tequila and salt.

 

24/7 Reading List: Train Man
Silverscreen Pick: House S3E15
Differential Diagnosis: Hormonal






2006 Darwin Awards
Posted in Angel 24/7




Yes, it's again that magical time of the year when the Darwin Awards are bestowed, honoring the least evolved among us.

Here is the glorious Winner:

1. When his 38-caliber revolver failed to fire at his intended victim during a hold-up in Long Beach , California , would-be robber James Elliot did something that can only inspire wonder. He peered  down the barrel and tried the trigger again. This time it worked.

And now, the Honorable Mentions:

2. The chef at a hotel in Switzerland lost a finger in a meat-cutting machine and submitted a claim to his insurance company. The company expecting negligence sent out one of its men to have a look for himself. He tried the machine and he also lost a finger. The chef's claim was approved.

3. A man who shoveled snow for an hour to clear a space for his car during a blizzard in Chicago returned with his vehicle to find a woman had taken the space. Understandably, he shot her.

4. After stopping for drinks at an illegal bar, a Zimbabwean bus driver found that the 20 mental patients he was supposed to be transporting from Harare to Bulawayo had escaped. Not wanting to admit  his incompetence, the driver went to a nearby bus stop and offered everyone waiting there a free ride. He then delivered the passengers to the mental hospital, telling the staff that the patients were very  excitable and prone to bizarre fantasies. The deception wasn't discovered for 3 days.

5. An American teenager was in the hospital recovering from serious head wounds received from an oncoming train. When asked how he received the injuries, the lad told police that he was simply trying to see how close he could get his head to a moving train before he was  hit.

6. A man walked into a Louisiana Circle-K, put a $20 bill on the counter, and asked for change. When the clerk opened the cash drawer, the man pulled a gun and asked for all the cash in the register, which the clerk promptly provided. The man took the cash from the clerk and fled, leaving the $20 bill on the counter. The total amount of cash he  got from the drawer: $15. (If someone points a gun at you and gives you money, is a crime committed?)

7. Seems an Arkansas guy wanted some beer pretty badly. He decided that he'd just throw a cinderblock through a liquor store window, grab some booze, and run. So he lifted the cinderblock and heaved it over  his head at the window. The cinderblock bounced back and hit the would-be thief on the head, knocking him unconscious. The liquor store window was made of Plexiglas. The whole event was caught on videotape.

8. As a female shopper exited a New York convenience store, a man grabbed her purse and ran. The clerk called 911 immediately, and the woman was able to give them a detailed description of the snatcher.
Within minutes, the police apprehended the snatcher. They put him in the car and drove back to the store. The thief was then taken out of the car and told to stand there for a positive ID. To which he replied, "Yes, officer, that's her. That's the lady I stole the purse from."

9. The Ann Arbor News crime column reported that a man walked into a Burger King in Ypsilanti , Michigan , at 5 a.m. flashed a gun, and demanded cash. The clerk turned him down because he said he couldn't open the cash register without a food order. When the man ordered onion rings, the clerk said they weren't available for breakfast. The man, frustrated, walked away.

******A 5-STAR STUPIDITY AWARD WINNER*****

10. When a man attempted to siphon gasoline from a motor home parked on a Seattle street, he got much more than he bargained for. Police arrived at the scene to find a very sick man curled up next to a motor home near spilled sewage. A police spokesman said that the man admitted to trying to steal gasoline and plugged his siphon hose into the motor home's sewage tank by mistake. The owner of the vehicle declined to press charges, saying that it was the best laugh he'd ever had.

In the interest of bettering human kind- Please share these with your friends and family. Unless, of course one of these 10 individuals by chance is a distant  relative or long lost friend. In that case be glad they are distant and hope they remain lost.






March 14th, 2007

Way Back Into Love
Posted in Love and other Disasters, My OST




Hugh Grant and Drew Barrymore

 I’ve been living with a shadow overhead
I’ve been sleeping with a cloud above my bed
I’ve been lonely for so long
Trapped in the past, I just can’t seem to move on

I’ve been hiding all my hopes and dreams away
Just in case I ever need em again someday
I’ve been setting aside time
To clear a little space in the corners of my mind
All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can’t make it through without a way back into love
Oh oh oh

I’ve been watching but the stars refuse to shine
I’ve been searching but I just don’t see the signs
I know that it’s out there
There’s got to be something for my soul somewhere
I’ve been looking for someone to shed some light
Not just somebody just to get me throught the night
I could use some direction
And I’m open to your suggestions

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can’t make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart again
I guess I’m hoping you’ll be there for me in the end
There are moments when I don’t know if it’s real
Or if anybody feels the way I feel
I need inspiration Not just another negotiation

All I want to do is find a way back into love
I can’t make it through without a way back into love
And if I open my heart to you
I’m hoping you’ll show me what to do
And if you help me to start again
You know that I’ll be there for you in the end

Angel's LSS: Way Back Into Love
Silverscreen Pick: Music and Lyrics
Differential Diagnosis: ice cream high






March 19th, 2007

Calling All Angels
Posted in Angel 24/7, My OST




Jane Siberry with KD Lang

Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah
Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Domenica, Mary Angelica
Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronilla
Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir
and all the rest

a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries
and high above the church bells start to ring
and as the heaviness the body oh the heaviness settles in
somewhere you can hear a mother sing

then it's one foot then the other as you step out onto the road
how much weight? how much weight?
then it's how long? and how far?
and how many times before it's too late?

calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
calling all angels
calling all angels
we're cryin' and we're hurtin'
and we're not sure why...

and every day you gaze upon the sunset
with such love and intensity
it's almost...it's almost as if
if you could only crack the code
then you'd finally understand what this all means

but if you could...do you think you would
trade in all the pain and suffering?
ah, but then you'd miss
the beauty of the light upon this earth
and the sweetness of the leaving

calling all angels
calling all angels
walk me through this one
don't leave me alone
callin' all angels
callin' all angels
we're tryin'
we're hopin'
we're hurtin'
we're lovin'
we're cryin'
we're callin'
'cause we're not sure how this goes

First heard this song in a "Supernaturals" episode. A firm believer in angels, "Houses of the Holy" struck a chord and had me thinking...maybe we imagine angels just so we have something to hold on to when all else fails.

Faith. Hope. Love.  The greatest of the three will always be love. But at this point, both my hands and my eyes are stinging from squeezing out lemons and tasting salt...and it's easier to believe that they're there, just waiting for us to ask help.

I'm calling all angels, i'm really unsure how this goes.... 






March 24th, 2007

Pickle Jars and Deal Breakers
Posted in Love and other Disasters



As pickle jars go....

Received an odd-toned phone call from Princess Miaw last Wednesday. She broke the news that her ex boyfriend finally got married a week ago.  It wasn't as devastating as expected--because the Princess got married and had a kid ahead of the said jerk. 

However, here's the deal breaker...Princess and the doctor split up because the doctor said he didn't see himself getting married nor having kids.  This of course, knocked the princess off her petticoats and threw her off track--she had envisioned a wedding gown, reception and probably had a list of possible baby names in her head.

"So it wasn't me, Steph?" she asked, wondering too if she should allow herself to feel bitter.  "It's the pickle jar principle," I replied, referring to the oft-repeated story of how you manage to loosen up a guy who won't commit, or refuses to become housebroken but it's the girl after you who manages to pop the lid.

Yes, so much like opening a pickle jar or a ketchup bottle.  You wring it out with all your might and then the next person opens it without any effort. So effing unfair, but also so true.

I guess its because men have a slower thought gestation period. Meaning, it takes them mighty long to pick up what you've been trying (in vain) to tell them all along.  The principles sink in months after the ugly break up, and often, when its too late.

In the case of the princess and the doctor, I would say it was a blessing in disguise.  She has a wonderful son and an equally loving and supporting husband.  She may not have pried open the pickle jar...but she got a sweeter "dill" in the end.

As for me, I have no idea when it will be my turn to pop open a pickle jar.  I seem to be always passing them on to the next person. If you've done everything you can and the lid still won't budge, pass it on to the next person--it maybe her time. 

Meantime, I will sulk and pout several times a day over the demise of my last relationship. According to Sex in the City calculations, I still have two and a half months of brooding allowed. During this period it is perfectly fine for me to cry, rant or curse the ex to high heavens...pine or make desperate efforts to get back together, retaliate, go on the rebound and use whatever other coping mechanism I can come up with. 

After that, no more....it's been almost two weeks....and I thought I was doing okay. Except said ex just very recently ripped open my bandages, and now I'm bleeding out. Three hours before I leave for Cebu.

Good thing I can drop off my excess baggages in mid-flight.  Ahh the days when being rational doesn't make any sense. 

Somebody save me!

 

Angel's LSS: Screaming Infidelities
24/7 Reading List: Grammar Books
Silverscreen Pick: Scrubs
Differential Diagnosis: nagbi-bitter






Screaming Infidelities
Posted in My OST




Dashboard Confessional

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have to speak,
And this bottle of beast
Is taking me home

[1.]
I'm cuddling close
To blankets and sheets
But you're not alone, and you're not discreet
Make sure I know who's taking you home.

I'm reading your note over again
There's not a word that I comprehend,
Except when you signed it
"I will love you always and forever."

[2.]
Well As for now I'm gonna hear the saddest songs
And sit alone and wonder
How you're making out
But as for me, I wish that I were anywhere with anyone
Making out.

I'm missing your laugh
How did it break?
And when did your eyes begin to look fake?
I hope you're as happy as you 're pretending.

[1.]
I am alone
In my defeat I wish I knew you were safely at home

I'm missing your bed
I never sleep
Avoiding the spots where we'd have speak, and
This bottle of beast is taking me home.

[2.]

Your hair, it's everywhere.
Screaming infidelities
And taking its wear.
[Repeat Four times]






March 28th, 2007

When the stars go...Ce-Bu!
Posted in Angel 24/7



Ouchie!

My back would make a good impression of lechon cebu--what with its brick-red hue and blistered appearance.  Noli Me Tangere--lest I bodily harm you! Hehe.

The company weekend getaway has left us all sluggish and groggy at the office.  We resumed work yesterday yet I can dare assume that most of us still have our heads on the clouds ...or the swimming pool for that matter.

Maribago Bluewater in Cebu truly a summer getaway!  I would love to go back there (preferrably on a romantic trip tho, as the place, I think, was built for couples) any time of the year just to swim laps in the pools or take a dip in the jacuzzi.  The resort also has its own dry sauna and the food...wow! I've never feasted on so much vegetables and fruits haha.  That's just me though, I think the rest of the troops enjoyed the meat dishes.  Squid was great also, and the desserts were really yummy. (Ask Janet!)

For the first time in six years, I slept during the outing.  I conked out so early on our first night, I missed Consuelo's game show hosting stint.  Oh well, I bonded with the bed and the covers, which is quite an achievement in itself.

Another significant change is not swimming in the beach. I figured salt water doesn't really agree with me so I skipped the brine dip this year and contented myself with long lazy strokes in the pool adjacent to our room.  I spent Sunday chatting with Joniza and Roumel while watching my back bake in the sun.  After that, it was the jacuzzi and sauna and then a short nap before dinner.

Bonding time the tele tubbies. hehe. Jon, Maita, Angie, Ellen, Janet and Jing with the addition of Love and Mayette--reigning dive and bikini queen, by the way. I didn't get to spend much time with the webbies, but Consuelo and I became spa buddies.  We planned and executed a perfect scheme to manage last-minute pasalubong shopping, dinner and an hour long foot spa session in SM Cebu.  Haha! What we would give for massage.

Okay, okay, I know.  I was comparing company outing snapshots from the previous years and I got soooo depressed. I've gained so much weight I could very well change my name to ORCA! Huwaaaa! And I was relatively normal looking a couple of outings ago. *sob*sniff*pout*

Nevertheless, I will not let it get to me. It's time to go on all-out diet and exercise regimen. No excuses this time. 

For more photos of my Maribago, Cebu trip, just click on the Picture Show tab. Mwaaaaah!

Sutokil

Beng and Stephie at Sutokil...that's a floating restaurant in Mactan.

 





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