an open letter to m from m

M,

I wrote my first letter for you maybe a week ago. It was drafted from my edorsement for the graveyard shift in the hospital. I forgot where it is but a ggod chance is that I threw it away.

I love making letters because when I get to read it again in the future which is so uncertain, anyways, it reminds me of the past. This past is the NOW that I have. All I care is the now. You are my now.

M.

INSOMMIA?!

I can't get myself to sleep. I was probably in REM stage when I jerked my right foot and woke myself. Later, I was trying to let myself sleep again. I think I heard myself snore! Hahaha! I jerked my left hand and I was awake once again. Hayyy. I'm exchanging ims with a few friends now. I'll be in slumber land in a few minutes. :)

101 in 1001

I just lifted this from my blog. It was in October 2006 and I think I have to update it.

101 THINGS TO DO IN 1001 DAYS

1. Live independently in Makati

2. Hand balloons to children I will meet on the streets

3. try at least one local restaurant a month----------------I thik I'm doing this

4. compose a song and ask someone to sing it

5. own a vintage camera---------------I have a Holga 135 BC

6. take pictures of random faces and places----------------I always do this

7. plant a tree on my birthday

8. play the violin

9. dance flamenco

10. donate blood (500-1000 ml)

11. learn to drive

12. own a driver’s license and check the “will donate vital organs Incas of clinical death”

13. fly balloons with love letters tied on it

14. eat adobong balut

15. wear fiery red hot lipstick match with fiery red hot nails and paint the town red

16. volunteer to paint the living room’s ceiling

17. play praise songs on Sunday mornings

18. kiss someone torridly and laugh hard after------------------ I did but the laugh hard was not that hard.

19. fix something broken inside the house

20. will have a tequila body shot

21. memorize by heart a prayer found in Psalms

22. own two black dress; the first from a vintage shop and the second a brandy one

23. drink scotch to sleep

24. make friendship bands and hand them to friends

25. surprise visit my granny and bring her/them something

26. go to the Cathedral, light candles and pray for someone ----------I did this for a lot of times already

27. have coffee with stranger and convince him I am half Thai and half Vietnamese and my name is Ryan

28. be a volunteer to Greenpeace

29. bake cookies and give it to the orphanage

30. write an open-letter to God and have it post in my blog-------- I already did this one

31. camp in a friend’s backyard

32. have a real spa treatment

33. wear colored contact lens

34. eat a fruit I really hate

35. write a story and have some friends read it

36. pick fresh flowers, put it in a vase and put it in my bedside table or better yet give it to a stranger

37. make a video of random people asking them random questions

38. befriend a special child

39. make out in a roof top (while it is raining)

40. will not load my cellphones for a month

41. read the lifestyle section of newspapers every weekends

42. know some of the constellations and stargaze after

43. go to confession

44. play tennis

45. read 2 books a month

46. return all things I borrowed

47. fly a kite

48. ride a real hot air balloon

49. play in the arcade

50. make a cd of “songs in my life”

51. make a photo album

52. hand bind all the stories, poems, articles and etc. that I made

53. clean out the mess in my room----- I am getting good at this

54. file my old notes and put them in a box-----------done! :)

55. donate all the old clothes in my closet

56. drop a bad habit which is smoking--------------of course!

57. reach out to all my high school friends and say hi to them (e-mail, text ...)

58. meet Zanjoe Marudo in flesh

59. will stroll in the city’s downtown and memorize the whole place

60. backpack and visit a town I’ve never been

61. sleep on the shore under the moonlight------------I did this in Guimaras

62. approach a stranger and convince him you were once flatmates

63. make an experimental recipe and let my family taste it

64. write down some cute quotations colored paper and put it in a bottle

65. shed off some pounds

66. have a movie marathon of romantic comedy movies

67. trace my dad’s relatives in the net and say hi to them (atleast 20)

68. paint something on canvas

69. read a story to some kid

70. make a “healthy sandwich” and have it for lunch in a week

71. be a barista

72. make a savings account of my own

73. write quote on some paper strips and put them in a huge bottle

74. visit another country

75. sew a bag

76. get my belly pierced

77. learn mah jong

78. make friend with a kid in a mall

79. write a love letter to myself

80. ride on a train (not MRT or LRT)-----I already did this

81. do an eyelift

82. do a teeth transplant---what about gum scraping?

83. try skindipping

84. jog ten miles

85. will not eat “fastfood’s food” for a month

86. be a barista---ooops, I repeated it and boy, this one is difficult!

87. read more books on bookstores (without buying them)--- I am good at this

88. share cotton candy with an old person

89. wish on a falling star

90. have to see sunrises more than ten times

91. make a movie list of movies to watch (as of present date only) and watch them

92. run around naked on a wide field when its raining

93. convince a guy to pose naked for you and draw him

94. watch sunset with someone I love (more than one is ok)

95. visit the city’s museum and zoo

96. eat pasta using hands only together with someone

97. learn French (seriously)

98. learn another native dialect

99. blow bubbles with some kids

100. make a mixed drink

101. tell a person/s “I Love You” and mean it----- yes, I did this and it did not last too long :(

By :Myzing C.

September 27, 2006; 2:09 A.M

My Witnesses:

_____Liezl Jade Bandiola__________________

___Lyden Barcelita_____________________

__Shrara Mae Corral______________________

Date and Place Signed :___________________________

Life Can or Can't Wait?

The Sunsilk shampoo ad tells us life can't wait.

The Havitall Daily Vitamins Ad tells us life can wait or there are things in life that can wait.

What's your say?

missing you

I miss my sister, Wing. We last saw each other last Feb. 2008. She moved to UK with her husband. We talk every week on yahoo messenger voice chat with webcam and exchange sms every now and then but it's way different. Everybody in the family miss her. That's her in the photo (white top) and me, of course! The one texting in the photo is our younger sister Le Nette.

I'll see you my mojaah soon. :) *mwaaah*

juicer: major space occupier

Today my parent bought an electric juicer. Technically, it should be WE and yes, that includes myself. I involuntarily shell out 750php for the juicer. I was like "Whoa, really?!". I woke up early in the afternoon and my mother told me , "Mabakal si papa mo juicer karon, 750 kuno imo" ("Your dad will buy an electric juicer later and your share is 750php'). I just said yes after telling them sometimes they (my parents) really surprise me a lot. I sugegsted my dad to buy the many-in-1 juicer or whatever itw as called. He told me it costs 3,000 pesos and he has a budget for 1,800 pesos the most only. Fine. He wanted a juicer so he could do carot juice. My dad is really that health conscious. He has hypertension and he just made yet anothercheck up with his physician where he was told to avoid eating canned goods and increase his vegetables and fruits consumption. As a nurse and hiis daught, I am not really strict with him. I would sometimes tease him to eat porkchop or ask him to not religiously take his medicines. He has this maintenance meds for his hypertension. I remember a funny story my dad had with his doctor some time this year. I'll tell you about it when I'm done blabbing about our new electric juicer. When my parents came home tehy already had teh juicer with them. I eagerly tried to set it up. I was so lazy to go through the manual so instead I asked papa to explain to me how to use it. I think it was so complicated! It looks like a n unfriendly robot to me. It looks very close to this photo below:


It looks more complicated when you get to see it and hold it in person. Is it complicated or is it just me? Hahaha! I was a bit hesistant to use it because I might be doing it the wrong way. I even mentioned that it is such a major space occupier in our very small kitchen. I was thinking the appliance is too big for being just a juicer, alone. My dad cut soem apples after washing our new juicer. He asked me to try it so I did. It was a bit time consuming since you have to drio apple slices by twos. The apple slices should also be no more than 3 inches long because it won't go through the hole above the juicer. And, you have to push it down maually! Urgh! It was not an easy job becuae you have to do the slicing and etc. (wait 'til we get to the washing part). Three big apples made 3 glasses of apple juice. I put ice on it and we all enjoyed it togetehr with brownies from Dunkin Donuts. By the way, for this day doughnuts, brownies and drinksfrom Dunkin Donuts were sold at 11 pesos only each. It was a one day promo, though. The juice tastes good. It was maybe my first time to taste 100% natural apple juice. Yeebah!


Here we go to the washing part. Boy, wasn't I surprised that otehr from the pulp found in the "pulp collector" there are more to see inside the juicer. When you clean the juicer, you have to detach some parts so you can wash it. There was a handful if I remeber it right. I felt like maybe this brand of juicer is making too much pulp than it reall should be. I have to found it yet soon when I try other fruits. The electric juicer is not my kind of appliance in the kicthen. Maybe my dad bought the not so good brand. I forgot the brand. I will check it tomorrow. It is too chunky looking and for me it's not easy to clean. It also occupy a big space. I love microwave oven better! hahaha! If I get to do juice a lot of fruits this week maybe I'll love the electric juicer. Who knows?


Ok, back to my dad's conversation with his doctor. I honestly find the conversation somewhat funny but I feel a litte guilt about it. The doctor asked my father if he regularly monitors his blood pressure and my father said no, he does not. The doctor asked him is there somebody in the house who can atleast check his blood preessure once in a while. My father told the doctor that all his three daughters are nurses. Hahahaha, was the doctor surprised! Technically, it was only twoof us because my younger sister was a student nurse then but she's going to take her NLE this Novemeber. I know she can make it. :) I sometimes check my fatehr's blood pressure. It was actually him who doesn't check it regularly. Hahahah. I'm defending myself!

You know what, for today I was thinking of being a chef. Let's see what will I want to be tomorrow.

on that corner

I am currently doing this blog entry on my bed. My lap top is on top of my crossed legs while on a reclining position. It is not easy because I can feel my legs about to get cramps so I alternately cross my right leg with my left. I could have do my internet surfing on my study table but for weird reasons I don;t feel good there. I was sitting there for a few minutes before I decided to transfer on my bed. Sitting there gives me a "heavy" feeling and it's weird. It was actually the third time around already. I was reading Lestat, The Vampire minutes ago and was planning to do drills on IELTS test. Maybe I was just justifying my laziness to study and chose to lie on bed. Is it some psychological thing or what?


B the way, I cooked something of of adobo left overs. I dipped the chicken adobo into a mixture of bread crumbs, egg, dry basil leaves, flour and soy sauce. I sprinkled it with an all-season and some black pepper. The outer part taste good. I want to do some sizzling dish soon. I even copied a sizzling squid recipe from the internet but I am thinking of sizzling adobo in thick sauce. What do you think?


Photos of my study table...

Le Nette, my younger sister checking her Friendster page, I bet.



I already removed the magnetic white board, no, it fell some time because the adhesive tape was not of good quality.

A personal favorite pizza parlor

In Bacolod, that is. I like their anchovies pasta. It might be too oily for some but it's fine because I bet my ass it's olive oil. Olive oil is supposed to be healthy, right? I think so. The service is perfect and that matters to me big time!!! I am really nice with really nice waiters and waitresses. You should, I tell you because you don't know what they might added to your food because ou were so not-nice to them.
Pizsas also serve their food under 15 minutes an average. The atmospere is not that of too much fancy but the lightings are perfect and the paintings are nice to look at. They only have one branch left because I remeber they used to have two. You can visit them in Goldenfields Commercial Complex.

The last time I went there I gave a feed back that I like their place and suggested that they add more choices for desserts. The manager, I supposed told me they will add more choices in their smoothies or fruit shakes section. I haven't been there lately so maybe I can check it out soon. :)

I can't memorize everything that are in their menu list but the pizza will never fail you because the thin crust is my real definition of thin crust. It is far from Sky Flakes-like-thin-crust-pizza.



I am lucky enough to save photos from a late dinner I had in Pizsas almost a year ago.


Jeremi and Fredelyn. It was Jeremi's birthday. They now have a cutie baby boy named Yohann Angelo.

I think those were paintings.


Can you see the oozing cheese? It was melting right on my tongue.



And they were all yellow and gone. :]


Fredelyn and the girl behind this blog. *ahemmm*

updates in random

none really. Right

-I am a RN in the Phil and trying to work my arse to be a USA-RN in early of 2009. You pray for m e and wish me the best.
-I'm a bum. It's been 4 months and counting.
-I like to believe I do self review but being a bum was never this busy. Right.
-I have an on-line business. I sell stuff. You can ask me about it.
-i gained weight. What do you expect?!
-I joined a young professional group that meets on Wednesdays nights.
-I am trying new hobbies every now and then. Lomography. Yeah, what else? No more. :]
-I don't read much just like before. The NCLEX module is a good depressant. It made me quit reading. Thanks!
-I'm enrolled in a master's program. I might be a nurse educator.
-I thought I was in a diet. haha!

old blogs, old love

And I am back with this old blog. http://zhabbisluv.livejournal.com was the mistress. We had good times, sure enough but I keep on missing this. It must be the old times we had, old lover.

Baby Gion :))

Finally, I already laid my eyes on this cute creature. He's my friend's (Mea) adorable son. Birthday is March 2, 2008. I saw him a week after in Mea's house. I was with Jenn and Mon-mon, later Apple and her classmates paid a visit too. I just can't imagine how time flew so fast. We were just high school girls yesterday. Yayy. We're finished with college already, actually. More pics on http://myzing.multiply.com/ Here's a pic with Mea, Jenn, Apple, Mon-mon and me surrounding baby Gion in his crib.

SANINGS, finally!

If you happen to reside in Bacolod City, you might have heard of this infamous karenderia. Karenderia, carenderya, kalenderya or wahtever you want to call it. I do not exactly know what is the English equivalent for that. Let me just describe it. A karenderia is like a diner minus all the frills. It is often small in size. It usually got tables that are closely spaced with each other plus the chairs. The viands are in display for the people to choose what they want. It is always in a ala carte, if that helps. You aske for a serving of viand #1 and then a serving of viand #2. Everyday the viands are different except for a few favorites like Linagang baka (beef stew, maybe) and the adobo, perhaps. Some karenderia offers the meal package in where you it already includes a viand, rice, soup and maybe a soda. The rice are served by first shaping it in a tea cup and then the cup is turned upside down on a plate so the rice serving will transfer on you plate. Some cups are too small and some servers would loosely fit the rice inside the cup making you ask for an extra rice after you are done with your first. Karenderias are usually cheap. There are people who will never dare eat in one because they feel like it's dirty and unsanitized. (Are you people sure that restaurants are clean as you think they are supposed to?) I know some fairly clean karenderias. The thing is that they sould have clean water source (not those open buckets of water), food is served hot and so are the utensils. During my college days I can say that I ate to a fairly a lot of karenderias already. But, I never ate at Sanings. What is with Sanings?

I always hear it from friends, friends of friends and friends of friends of friends. They would say that the people there are flocking and that you sometimes have to wait so you can get a table. The famous menu is the linaga and also the parpilya. It's a secret dining place (no more), they say. You get to eat there with students, yuppies, oldies, "rich kids", mountaineers, emloyees and employers. It is located somewhere in Banago alongside other stalls of vegetables and eateries among others. It is almost hard to miss if you've never been there.

March 14. I finally got there. My bestfriend Jen, woke me up by scratching my sole and told me that we have lunch at Sanings with nong Gene. It was lunch time and so I hurriedly dress up.

It was my first time and it thrills me because first times should always thrill you, right? It was a Saturday and the it was almost full of peole but we managed to get a table quick. We were served with 3 smoking bowls of what appears to be linagang baka, it was greatly decoarted with green onions. The rice are se

Old Coffee Pictures

Pictures dated last 2006 with Jade and Geofrey. We had coffee at Erika's Cup, thanks Geoff. :)) I think beer followed but let's skip that. LOL. The cigarette pictures, I really want to delete it. I DO NOT like it. Help. :))

The Infinite

Today, March 14 I pretty well accomplished a lot of stuff. I woke up at about 9 which is too early for me. I tried to upload pictures but Multiply is the b*tch that will occasionally give me anUPLOADER FAILED message. This not-so-reliable PC is virtually low in memory so I have to delete gazillion of pictures before it will be completely dead. I went to my aunt's place for a late lunch because they just opened their grocery store and internet cafe which is named WALING-WALING. I find the name funny. I know it's an orchid variety which Davao is famous of. My aunt told me it was because the owner of the building, which is her older sister and brother-in-law, which is now my aunt and uncle or whatever, worked for many places with flowers associated to it. The couple are doctors in Hawaii and I think that explains. If you happen to go to the Pana-ad festival, the said store is located infront of those amusement park rides. I went to my ex-school (hehehe) to request for TOR, diploma and honorary dismissal. I was absent for my IELTS workshop (for the third time) because nong Gene treated me and nong Dino for pizza. I am most cheap. Bribe me with food. ULK. I bought a book. It's Jessica Zafra's Twisted 8. I bought it because the book look great with it's plastic cover, the book store lights did the trick, the infinite sign looks appealing and I really do read Jessica Zafra. I asked nong Gene if the infinite sign looks familiar to him too. He said yes, it's the ribbon people pin on their breast pocket every World AIDS day. He was helpful, really. Look here....

MAYBE there is a similarity but I learn about the infinite sign in algebra class and the AIDS ribbon from, oh, I never learned about it.
The publisher's note is the most interesting. Read this one:

"It is our contribution to the campaign to reduce the amount of stupidity in the world."

I never know there was a campaign. Maybe because I belong to the umbrella of the stupid.
I read the book when I reached home. I read it in between Mari Mar's final episode and commercials.The publisher said you can read it just like when you listen to your IPOD on shuffle mode. That is what I did even with the previous Twisted series. I was a bit disappointed because i expect it to be much like the other Twisted. I hate it when prejudices influence my readings. Dang. I feel like she's less angsty now, which is bad. Zafra is equals to angst. I think that sometimes I write the way she does. On many of my high school random journals they were either influenced by Zafra or Bob Ong. I was once noted to look like her! I used to wear weird shaped eyeglasses in my senior year. I was obese ('til now) and I kinda hate the world. I was like an old maid wanting all people to be equally miserable like me. I studied Zafra's face on one of her book cover. She has a flat nose just like mine (but mine is cute-ier), zits, large eyes and that's all I remember. I am the prettier version of Jessica Zafra. LOL. She's not that ugly, if you think I am trying to implythat she is. Let's say in a ladder she sits on the pretty step while I sit on both the prettier and the prettiest steps.
I like her entry about how she read the Holy Bible when she was a kid. I was exactly like her. I have my own book of Bible stories. I really want to share that experience I had but I have to make another blog entry for that. I don't want to eat much of your time so I have to do it on a separate one.

My Time

So, this is one of those lazy nights I always have and love. This is the reason of my lack of sleep and binging too much but it's ok. Staying up late is a learning time for me.

Minutes ago I was blog-hopping. I saw sites of Ala Paredes, Bianca Gonzalez, Patty Laurel, Carlo Ledesma and etc.. They are the famous people (atleast for me they are). I envy them for they traveled a lot. I want to travel into many, many places.

I want to meet people. I want to eat the food they eat. I want to greet them in their dialect. I want to take pictures. I want, I want, I want!!! I am young and my time to do that is yet to come.

I want to go to Japan next year. I do not know how but I want to go to Tokyo, Japan! Oh, I am so crazy. I am not a fan of Japanese cuisine except I eat sushi (which is so expensive!) but I still want to go there. I also want to go to España but not too soon.

I am a nurse now, by the way. REGISTERED NURSE!!!!! I thank God for that. :)

My father suggests I work in Singapore next year. I don't know yet because I have to serve my fellow men first for a year. I am also considering a masteral degree next year so plans are so ever-changing. :) I pray that God will guide me.

Back to those blogs... I envy it much. Don't worry because if I can see the whole world soon I'm going to post gazillion of pictures here, okay?

For the mean time I'm going to upload HAPPY PICTURES. FIREWORKSSSSS!!!! Fireworks make me happy even just for a fraction of a second.

Oooops, I am so sorry. I don't know how to post my pictures properly. :[[ I took the pictures from SM City December 2007.