anak ng…

jacqui: are you video-ing us?

rene: wala eh ang dala ko lang pang picture-ing take. 

i had just given cons his regular haircut (fur cut?  balahibo cut?) and everyone at home violently reacted as usual and have been calling my poor dog names - "hoy panget", "ay ang laki ng daga!"  "mas cute pa sayo ang gremlin."  lucas says it’s so cheap to bring him to a professional pet groomer who will do the job right.  heller, ikaw kaya magbayad.  besides, trimming cons’ locks is therapeutic, and gives us a chance to bond -acheche.  and you know, whatever!  it’ll grow back eventually anyways. 

so it’s always an issue at home and cons and i have gotten used to all the pet and owner bashing.  but my family has gone too far this time.  tired from training, i get home to find cons with a pink ribbon around his neck.  pause for effect.  cons is not a girl dog.  at this point i’d like to think and believe that they’re just being helpful.  anyways cons doesn’t seem to mind.  badinger Z. 

such was ronel-pogi’s response to me saying, "pangarap ko kumanta habang tumutugtog ng gitara."  well mataas talaga considering that i don’t play the guitar, coz i don’t know how, and i don’t even own a guitar.  but one of my dreams in life is to perform natasha’s unwritten, acoustic.  solo.  mala-aiza seguerra.  yeees.  pagdating ng panahon…

another one of my "pangaraps" is to wear chucks.  as in RED, HIGH-CUT chucks.  but i don’t think it’ll ever look bagay on me.  i mean what clothes do i match em with?  when and where do i wear em?  daniella wore her pair once with a really short denim skirt, at lolo colonel’s 80th bday.  but daniella’s daniella.  "daniella i can see you panty."  "where?  oh it’s ok."  and daniella i will never be. 

all i did today was eat.  and eat.  and eat and eat and eat… *to the tune of Alice in Wonderland’s ‘I’m late’ sung by The White Rabbit* 

just when i think dr. dr. Robles has given up on me and my incremental methods of thesis-writing, he shakes the small magic snowball that is my world and hands me an EU migration article to read. 

he gave me chocolate, too - a medium-sized Lindt.  pampatalino.  strange, after i ate it i suddenly had this urge to make notes… 

when dancing the white swan variation, internalise… i am aileen gallinera… aileen gallinera is me…

practicing my sanlu routine… i am pedro quina… pedro quina is me…

attempting an aerial… i am arvin ting… arvin ting is me… wow it’s fantastic in my head ha.   

i am myself… i am, i cried… i’m el shaddai

- neil diamond

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aliwin ang sarili - at the CLA pre-Valentine TL (True Love??) Transformative Learning faculty workshop

"si Rizal ba ang Noli???"

"round ang mundo?  hindi flat??  ba’t di tayo nalalaglag… di mo ba binasa si Thomas Kuhn?  earth ang nasa gitna."

"_____ Tom Jones na ako." fill in the blanks - ultra, uber, mega, super to the nth power.  super Tom Jones?

"that guy in blue?  ok lang. nakakasabay ko siya sa elevator… he drives a BMW??  wow.  parang nag-iba bigla tingin ko sa kanya.  ano ngang dep’t niya?  is he single?"

always sleepy

always tired

always hungry