"shoo-biz rendezvous"

I got “deVirginized” 2 days ago, when I accompanied my dad to his taping. (fyi, his in "show biz"). He literally dragged me to join him in his weekly taping for a kapuso teledrama.

For years now, I’m the only “virgin” in the family when it comes to being his PA (prod asst or in layman’s term—alalay) in his taping gigs. Most of my sisters had their fair share of his showbiz rendezvous mostly out of town trips. And to their dismay and boredom, they will not rejoin dad again. That’s why; I always end up not accomplishing my duty as a reliable daughter. Because my sisters would always tease me that I will not have the nerves of tagging along as an alalay. Plus, I charged bigtime. Hehehe

But this time, while being the full time bummer that I am, I’ve decided to give it a shot plus the price was right (as they say) hehehe. And equipped with all the necessities like my notebook, sudoku, lots of foods and water, I tagged along on this almost 15 long hours of "shoobiz" incident. I was really prepared because my sisters told me of how boredom will strike you while waiting during the taping. So, what’s the verdict?

With literally 3 different location shots in various parts of the metro, the sight of some famous “kapuso” stars, meeting my dad’s co workers, seeing the whole crew from top to the very bottom working their ass off, pressures, long waiting sessions, puyatan sessions, heat from the high definition crew lights of the set, retouching, assisting in changing outfit, etcetera and so on…

I have to say, being a PA to an artista isn’t an easy job. It may be fun at first but as the days goes by; perhaps, it’s very tiring and time consuming, given the fact that you’re basically an alalay. That’s why; I salute those who work as one because it isn’t really an easy job to take.

Learning my dad’s world in the real context was a real eye opener. I’ve learned to appreciate it more clearly why he loved his craft. Not just for the money and fame, but because he loves the people his working with. That’s sooo papa --- very people-oriented and as I say very “shoobiz”. I’ve never seen how happy his eyes were while working despite tiresome and long periods of waiting for his shot. I saw where the money he gives us came from. Because all I along I just taught it was just an easy job, acting there and acting here. But as I saw how tedious the work set up was, realization hit me. It was all hard earned ones. It may not be the most difficult job in the world, but it’s definitely one of the most tedious jobs I’ve known.

So the bottom line, will I repeat this rendezvous with my papa? Yes, I will still definitely tag along as his PA because it was a fun way of bonding with my father, seeing his eyes glow as he proudly shows me the kind of work he has, witnessing how cheerful he is in his job, learning how I should value his craft and of course --- the price was right for me! Hehehe

adieu, pal!

A tragic demise.
One mournful goodbye.
Four fruitful life years with a prolonged ardous drive to his deathbed that ended in stillness.

He walked many places, met many different faces, felt the cold winter breeze, experienced the humid desert sand, stared at several storms, engulfed by the deep blue sea and came across many seasons changed.

Through the years, he was an eye witness. The hardships, heartaches and disappointments. The sweet romance, love and affection. The success and triumphs. He felt the salty tears, heard loud grins and heavy sighs, and listened to boisterous laughters and deep slumber.

Many obstacles and accidents encountered along the way. He got badly bruised by undercounted falls and battery. He was thrown namelessly into the wilderness. He was eaten alive by dripping saliva of a tiny human being. He was an object of play to a naughty toddler. He was scourged into pieces. It was a lingering unintentional downfall.

Prognosis was horrific.

He was painfully deteriorating in a slow manner. He started to lose his skin, then his hearing acuity and slowly progress to his vocal system until he lost his sight. The only thing he can do was to communicate through his written words. But he still struggled to live each day serving his purpose --- “connecting lives”.

Until one day, his master with a heavy heart filled with precious recollections had to say goodbye for good. And on his last breath, if only he could shout and say, “Master, it’s been done. I have served you enough! I know a new companion will land in your hands soon and you will both embark in another journey like ours. So, don’t worry. Please let me go...”

So to my dear pal, thank you and I will miss you. May you rest in peace.

sudoku craze

I first saw this phenomenal game 2 years ago in a newspaper section while I was still in Dubai. A coworker of mine was still a neophyte playing this crazy mind boggling game. She even encouraged me to try it out, but by the looks of it, with numbers as my nemesis, I shrug off the idea. Most of my friends are addicted to this game; some even bought books and downloaded games to their pc or mobile. Until recently, when boredom strikes my mind while waiting for my hubby in the airport 2 weeks ago, I gave it a shot in a newspaper clipping.

And lo and behold, I was glued to it like a zombie for minutes or perhaps an hour. And since then, I got insanely addicted, bigtime! Whoa! hehehe

Here’s my 1st successful Sudoku game….

What’s Sudoku?

It’s a popular puzzle game from Japan which is a number-placing logic game that tests once mental skills and no mathematical ability needed. Its puzzle is a large grid (9x9 puzzle form), has 81 little squares called cells. These cells are arranged in 9 horizontal and 9 vertical columns with thick lines dividing the grid into 9 bigger squares called boxes. A player has to fill in the cells with the numbers 1 to 9.
3 simple rules: Each number in any order must appear ONCE in a row, column and in each 3x3.
Plus, remember to use a pencil with uhm, enough eraser on it, coz you'll need it for starters.

This game has taken the world literally by storm. So, just follow the easy to understand rules of this game and then find out for yourself why players (ahem, guilty me) can’t really literally stop playing Sudoku! Get addicted to it! Join the craze and have fun playing Sudoku!



Laters…

blog break

For almost 2 weeks, I was on a blog break because of two reasons --- vacation down south and my laptop went beserk. When I got back home from vacation, my notebook was literally fighting for his life infected with several self destructing virus of some sort courtesy of my sister’s habit of downloading literally anything from the net. So, I wasn’t able to blog for quite a while because I had to bring her to my ever reliable computer tech coworker of my mom. And he saved my “dying notebook” from his deathbed for free! Yippee!

I’m really not good with techie-computer thingy stuffs. That’s probably the reason why I always end up messing the system of my notebook. All know is that my notebook has become my 2nd journal; most of my crazy junks of ideas are created in here. And that is why, thou unequipped with a techie mind, I always see to it that at least have some info on how to take care of my buddy notebook.

Anways, enough of those rants… I’m back and I’m ready to rant and rave of the things I see from my perspective. Hehehe…. Laters….

"cRICEsis"

Is there really a rice shortage in this land that produces most of the grains considered to be the staple food of the common Juan dela Cruz?! It’s such a big surprise that a country once considered to be an exporter of rice is now importing rice from other neighboring countries.

For the past months, with the growing media attention to the rice crisis that we have, you will really wonder whether (again), it was just another GMA’s strategy to remove the attention of the public with the current political hullabaloos and controversies bombarded to her administration. Is this administration playing politics, again and again?!

Honestly, when I first heard of this breaking news, I had qualms. Then, for almost everyday in the news it became bigger and bigger to the point of reported panic buying incidents of Pinoy community even in the USA and the obvious food crisis causing riots all over the world. It was a media rush of info and forums raising different views and opinions. Thus, intensifying the anxious Pinoys all over the world.

Let’s all face it all the commodities shot up like a fiery meteor up in the sky. But the salaries aren’t compensating with it. Thus, our daily lives get difficult and heavy. Tightening our belts and pushing ourselves inside a small blanket to cover our daily struggles. There isn’t only a rice crisis but electric, water, commodities and so on and so forth or economic crisis in general. Even though, the government keeps on instilling our minds that our economy is very booming. So, if that’s the truth, why the heck are we having a growing population of poverty?

I’m no economist or political person. I’m just a mere observer. And if my senses are still working its way up in my brain, I think there is really a rice crisis caused by hoarders, over pricing of rice and deficiency of allocating cheap rice to the lower class Pinoys and the government’s “inutile-ness”. Indigent Pinoys are getting poorer and poorer while Affluent Pinoys are getting filthy richer and richer everyday. That’s basically the problem here in our country, such thing, often than not, let me lose hope in our country’s progress. *sighs*

What we have is a tight spot in the world’s economy, in general. It’s a global phenomenon and that’s a fact! But the Philippines having in the downside, gets heavily affected by this recession of the mighty economies and putting us common Pinoys in a very sticky situation; coupled with corruption, mismanagement strategies and moral bankruptcy in the government. And I think that’s no brainer, Mrs. GMA!

So, better brace yourself, for it’s gonna be a long heavy difficult ride, kabayan!

And that’s my personal predicament…period!

missing my habibi!

Being married means being physically together always. That’s one of the perks, I guess. But a couple of days ago dreaded news broke my utopia. My hubby was reassigned to Cebu for a couple of weeks, perhaps it sounded overrated but I’m totally sick to my stomach.

Hubby: bby, assign ako Cebu.
Wifey: ilan days?
Hubby: 2weeks to 1month, indefinite pa!
Wifey: Ano! Amp! Yoko nga…
Hubby: eh panu yn…yoko rin nmn pero kailangan…
Wifey: bsta ayoko, sasama ko! Huhuhu
Hubby: aysus, drama… if I know… (questionable grin)
Wifey: hmm… (evilish grin)

I told him that it’ll be hard again not to wake up with him on my side, not to prepare home cooked meals whenever he goes home and from the office, he’ll be by himself again with sorta drinking buddies in the staff house, etc.. etc…Whoa! Those where good enough excuse convincing him that I really must and should go with him there. After all, it’s an indefinite reassignment! Ahem.


More than missing him and being together. Honestly, I can’t miss the opportunity to go down south. And he truly knows that it’s my primary reason of tagging along. The lakwatsera mode in me was triggered by the word Cebu. He knows I have yearned of traveling to Cebu -- known for its rich cultural backgrounds and more importantly (for me) abundant islands with pristine beaches some even called paradise.

That’s why I’m flying tomorrow to join him there coz its part of a wife’s privilege, you know. (excuses) But hey, we’ll still explore Cebu together although it’ll be more business for him while more pleasure for me. hehehe

Wow,Cebu! Here I come….

For the coming days, gonna walk around and discover the city, gonna pig out and laze around and most importantly gonna soak up in the sun and be the total beach- barefoot -bum that I have always been and still wanted to be while updating my blog….. winks…. ( i just hope it'll not rain --- need to offer eggs! hehehe)

professional glitch!

“God’s delays are not God’s denials”

I remembered reading those lines from the book, “Tough times never last, but tough people do!” by R. Schuller. It was a big slap on my face. A smack down!

As I crash into a big wave of professional bleakness, I feel down in the dumps again. All the delays in my professional life came rushing back and forth, as I read between those lines. Conceivably, all those setbacks that are continually happening in my career has its reasons, a good enough reason that only time will reveal its meaning. And I’m very much looking forward to on that one fine day to finally come.

I know those delays aren’t exactly His denials. It may be interrupted for a short period of time or even longer, but not necessary a total rejection.

It’s always a stumbling block!

It’s a big challenge to face such barrier for it will test your faith and trust to the one UP there.

Optimism and faith are my key to still holding on to my dreams and aspirations. Failures on the other hand, have always been there for me to make me stronger, teaching me life’s valuable lessons.

That’s why, to where I’m now, I say, bring it on! For I know, God is good and He will do the rest! Amen!

laters...

vertigo, away!

“I’m spinning around…” as the lyrics of Kylie Minogue song echoes in my head while I was literally spinning around. My head feels heavy and the world is turning round and round and round. I feel a sudden jolt inside my brain and I thought I was going to faint and slowly fade away to a second of unconsciousness.

What the heck was it?! I am experiencing something called dizziness, vertigo, pre syncope, lightheadedness. And it’s not a good experience, believe me!!!

According to wikipedia:

The word "vertigo" comes from the Latin "vertere", to turn + the suffix "-igo", a condition = a condition of turning about.
Vertigo is a specific medical term used to describe the sensation of spinning or having the
room spin about you. Most people find vertigo very disturbing and often report associated nausea and vomiting.

It doesn’t feel right. I feel terribly bad. For the past months, I have been experiencing moments of vertigo. I have consulted my MDs and even made couple of second opinions, but it all boils down a not complicated type of vertigo. They always say it's probably lack of sleep or stress. "Nothing to worry", as I wanna quote my MDs. I am not even pregnant. I take my meds with meals. My blood work ups are very normal. I don’t lack sleep (err, but sometimes yes). I have no other medical diagnosis possibly relating to my vertigo. So, what’s probably causing it?!

Again, as my crazy mind juggles several crazy ideas, I came up with a possible connection of my health problem. It’s probably because I think too much. I feel that my mind can’t take enough of the deep thinking and over analysis of things, that perhaps it jiggles inside my brain and causing me to suddenly feel dizzy. Too many things at hand, too many things to think, too much stress, to many…. Too many… then boom… I feel dizzy!

Does it make sense?! I think it does, in a crazy way perhaps… err….

Anyways, I'm sharing some good reads regarding this health diagnosis called vertigo. Find time to gather infos if you feel this spinning around crisis like me.

Here are the links:

http://www.neurologychannel.com/vertigo/index.shtml

http://www.emedicinehealth.com/vertigo/article_em.html

Laters… I feel dizzy again.

"BLOG-ong blog"

Yesterday, I was chatting with one of my best friend, Yheng over the phone. She mentioned that she finally took the courage of creating her own blog. She was surprised to find herself typing her way to the blogosphere instead of her usual chat sessions.

Eureka, Enrica! I am very delighted on her news of being a blogger as well, for I think in a way I kinda persuade her into it. I kinda induce her of my rantings and ravings as she patiently reads my blogs (thanks girl). That’s why in a way, it motivated her “passion for story telling” to be awakened. Thus, I tend to believe I have given her motivation to share her brainwave into the blogosphere. (ahem, hehehe)

Prior to her debut as a newbie blogger, she divulge me of her few hesitations of making her own blog like (a.) no good grammar and spelling (b.) blogs are mostly written in English (c.) what topics to discuss (d.) hw does it all works? (e.) many too mention concerns hehehe

All I can say to her was, “Huh! Enough of those queries and just go for the gold, girl! And don’t be afraid!” Never mind the minor concerns because blogging is considered to be a personal thing. Again, as I mentioned in my previous post; when I finished reading H. Nuttal’s e-book, I have discovered lots of things regarding blogging or yourself in general. I have grasped the idea of loving your passion more than anything else and that passion for me is writing.

Why is blogging not as popular as Friendster or Yahoo chat in the Pinoy community? According to pinoyblogero (http://pinoyblogero.com/), there are many myths and observations of a common Pinoy why they don’t find blogging interesting but it boils down to lack of popularity and promotion. Dissemination of ideas, perhaps.

I’m no guru in blogging. I’m also a neophyte in this world. But I strongly believe that anyone who has an opinion to divulge, ideas to contribute, stories to impart in the long spectrum of trivial topics to a more professional political level, random thoughts and ideas to reveal; and for those simple reasons, I suppose we all have the right to express and convey them out in the vast open.

You can blog. We can blog. We all can blog! And if we just spread a word or two regarding our "world", sooner and later --- Blogosphere rules!

So, to my girlfriend, thank you for entering the blogosphere! Enjoy sharing bits and pieces of your personality into the blogging community!
Welcome, cotton princess (http://www.cotton-princess.blogspot.com/)! You rock, girl! *hugs*

Keep on blogging!

Laters…