In Loving Memory of Christian Ryan Garcia

Christian Ryan Garcia, born February 14, 1980, died May 3, 2004. Christian is known as Quackerz in the Grabeh.Com messageboards but I just call him Chris or people from the boards would call him Quack Quack. I remembered that I got to interact with him because of our common interest in blogging. We even exchanged links and his link still remains in the version 1 of rockersworld. I remembered that I was one of the first members of Grabeh.Com who welcomed him when he started his thread. It is sad that we were not able to interact that much in the boards and that we lost communication.
To Chris, I know that you’re in the after life already. I know that God takes good care of you there. You will always be remembered…

Di Kita Love?!?

If you are a parent to a 3-year-old kid and he told you that “Di Kita Love” or even “Di Kita Bati”, how would you feel? I guess, that would be the worst thing to hear from your child even if he or she is just having moodswings. Just the thought of your son or daughter telling it to you right on your face would be the most hurting thing. In addition to that, that kind of statement from a child would rather give you a feeling of insecurity. Insecurity because one could react to it as to thinking that if his or her efforts in parenting his or her child are not enough and would lead to the thought of not being a good parent. Also, if the parents are separated, one could think that the other parent is brainwashing the child.
This what if question actually happened to my brother. I knew that my brother felt bad upon hearing this from one of his kids. I felt bad too because I know how much my brother love his sons. And I know that my brother wants to have full custody of his children rather than just spending with them only on weekends.

Feels Like Heaven

Last night, I went out with someone who is very much dear to me, the one reason that would make me feel heaven or cloud 9 so to speak. And up to this moment, that cloud 9 feeling is still on me.
As for now, Pier One is the place to remember. Not only for it’s good food (try their lechon sisig and spicy squid!), but because of the special event in my life. And I would not trade this one for anything.
Usually, I do not rant on something like this. Call it mushy or whatsoever but this is just me.

Signal Number One

I heard from the news just this morning that there is Signal Number One. And my laziness cannot be attributed to the fact that is raining. In fact, I feel more lazy when the weather is hot that you feel that you’re burning already. This day is a day of “progress”. In short, thesis mode is on but due to certain circumstances, it is sometimes power off. I still went to school even if the day’s weather would be described by our neighborhood-friendly weather man as:
No sunlight, just clouds, strong winds that would give you a bad-hair-day impression to other people or they would ask you the infamous question popularized by a shampoo ad, “Mahangin ba sa Labas?”
And yes, the complete anti-bagyo gear would consist of: jacket with hood, heavy-duty umbrella that won’t turn upside down due to strong winds, Chapstick or whatever lip gloss you have (cold weather could give you chappy lips), hair comb to avoid the bad-hair-day look, rain boots especially if you’re area is high tide (so that you would be protected from germs), and a bag that is waterproof so as to protect your necessary belongings.
Remember to be always prepared. Hehe!

Rainy Days are Here Again

This morning, I got up at around 8:30. When I looked through the window, I noticed that there is no longer the bright sunlight that I used to see for the past few days. Thus, I have decided to bring my trusty automatic umbrella with me. This umbrella is a must for people on-the-go and for people who does not want to look like bringing a walking stick with them. It’s brand is Fibrella. I forgot how much it is but it’s already with me for 6 months and it’s still in good condition. The catch of this umbrella is that it is automatic when opening it and in closing it. In addition to that, it would fit in your bag… not a pouch bag of course. Hehe.
I took the shuttle at 10am and the sun is nowhere to be found since the clouds are covering it. By the time I arrived Taft Avenue, it is drizzling already (ambonito classification for that matter). After I crossed the street, it stopped.
At 2pm, while waiting to be served at the Accounting Office at our school, heavy rain started pouring down. And yes, the rain is the perfect epitome of the idiom raining cats and dogs.

Is that a Star?

I was gazing at the sky on the way home. Then, I saw this “star”. However, I am not sure if that is really a star since it is unusually bright and it looks larger than the other stars. In addition to that, it was not even blinking, so I am sure that it is not an airplane at all.
Any wild guess? I think it’s the planet Venus, but then, that’s just my theory. Meanwhile, my friend said that there is a storm over Jupiter. But if it is Jupiter, why is it that it is that big? We all know that Jupiter is farther than Mars. Mars and Venus are the nearest planets to Earth.
Well, I guess we should leave it all to NASA. I hope that there would be a press release about this issue.

Grounded at the age of 22?

I am 22 years old, which is one year plus the legal age, and yes, I am grounded. But it’s not the dictatorship type of being grounded. In fact, there’s still space to breathe in, but the space is just about the size of a keyhole. I must say that for me, the keyhole as a breathing space is not that enough. I could still feel a bit of choking once in a while.
I know my limitations well enough. But then, I would not want my limitations to be set by other people. I am over 21, and so, I am responsible for my actions. I know what’s right or wrong. I am an independent person.
I guess my parents are just way too protective and that they did not see me to be like this since I was the geeky type, and most obedient daughter so to speak. I appreciate their care and concern but at my age, I think they should let me be and let me learn all the consequences.