Five! Five love recruiters...ha...ha...ha! (as Sesame Street's Count von Count would say)
Although, I'm now having second thoughts about going on dates with guys in Manila, thanks to Korina Sanchez and today's episode of Morning Girls.
Do guys in the Philippines really ask the girl first if they could hold her hand, kiss her, hug her, and basically anything of that sort?
Wednesday, February 18, 2004
Tuesday, February 17, 2004
Life is a Dance Floor
After five months of dancing hiatus, I'm back in the studio. Hopefully, going back to my preferred form of exercise will allow me to tame my hormones (to which someone attributed my very melodramatic entries as of late). And may I add how refreshing it was to hear Usher on loud speakers after subjecting myself to Nyoy Volante/Paolo Santos/Nina for a number of weeks? I'm also happy about this newfound studio for a couple of reasons: a) I don't have to drive 25 miles each way to get to/from the studio, and b) it's a different crowd without any cute "is he or is he not?" guys around. Yay for some peace of mind. {;P
Monday, February 16, 2004
It's Time
It took me twenty-something years to realize it. Call me late, but at least now I know. I realized today that it's "better" (for me) to leave someone behind rather than be the person to have been left behind. I guess, God has been trying to tell me this, but I just never paid enough attention to notice it until now. I'm also guessing that this is His way of telling me to quit worrying about "The Curse" after all these years. I know at least a couple of people rolling their eyes already; I know, I should've listened to you guys! Let this day be the beginning of my non-martyr days.
Sunday, February 15, 2004
Those Three Words
I'm laughing out loud right now because I just looked at my site statistics and it's looking like people are curious to find out what I did this weekend. It's nice to know that my site visitors are a bunch of optimists. {;P It's either that or you all want to hear some drama. HeHe.
On Friday, I finally got a haircut. If that doesn't indicate my emotional well-being, then I don't know what does. HeHe. Anyway, I thought that things will be different this year regarding Feb. 14. I thought I was jaded and bitter enough not to be affected. So all this time, I've been listening to 106.9 FM (which I call the "Love Station"); I've been watching romantic comedies everyday since the start of this month (Did you all know EdTV was a romantic comedy?!); and been around to hear people's plans with their significant other without any resentment whatsoever. It turned out that I wasn't manhid enough. While listening to Boyz II Men's "Legacy" CD on Friday night, tears just started flowing. I think it happened between "Doin' Just Fine" and "4 Seasons of Loneliness." I wasn't bawling like what usually happens when I'm very upset about something. I wasn't even thinking about love at the time; for crying out loud, I was playing Bejeweled on MSN! LoL. So how and why the tears came, I really don't know and I don't care to analyze it for now.
So on Saturday morning, I woke up with puffy eyes. What a perfect statement to make for Feb. 14. LoL. I went to work as usual. Since we didn't decorate the office, I didn't have to be alone for a long period of time, staring at anything and everything red and pink. On my way out of the building, a grandma asked me to help her with the parking meter. I swear, if there is someone lost in the city and/or need help, he/she will eventually find me and ask me for directions. LoL. At UW, at least once a month, a stranger would come up to me to ask how to get to a place. Guest speakers, parents, students, homeless people, all of them would ask me where to go. And all this time I thought I had an antipatika aura! HeHe. After figuring out that the parking machine/meter was defective, grandma thanked me for helping her out. Hence, I felt good and had a smile on my face for the first time that day. Current mentality: Who the hell needs a boyfriend?! HaHa.
I came home and found the whole house to myself. Yay! A couple of hours later, my sister-in-law and Ganda Girl showed up. My sister goes, "Sino ka-date mo tonight?" She said it so innocently that I couldn't scream at her. LoL. I simply replied, "Si Ganda Girl ang date ko." And can I just say what a great date she was? We were eating dinner and out of the blue she says, "I love you, Ninang!" I was stunned to say the least. No one was coaching her; no one was trying to teach her to say it; she wasn't trying to get me to do anything; she just plain said it just like that. I said, "I love you, too, Ganda Girl!" without hesitation.
The point (because there is one! HeHe): so that's what it feels like. That's what it feels like when someone says those words in person and you have no doubts that the person meant it. You weren't thinking, "Okay, what does this person want from me?" or "What is he trying to prove?" or "Does he really mean it?" or whatever thoughts that usually cross my mind when some bastard decides to ruin my sanity by dropping the "three words." {;P
Anywhoobers, enough drama. Unlike most people, my year actually starts after Feb. 14. It's like this big hurdle and after I get through it, I can go on with my life. Hence, that's what I'll be doing. To put it simply, I'm back to my man-hating ways starting today. HeHe. I tried to be this open-minded, vulnerable chick for 1.5 months, but clearly, that didn't do me any good. Ahh, see? Can you sense the bitterness? The real MiNA is back, folks! ::counting the days to see how long this mindset will last::
On Friday, I finally got a haircut. If that doesn't indicate my emotional well-being, then I don't know what does. HeHe. Anyway, I thought that things will be different this year regarding Feb. 14. I thought I was jaded and bitter enough not to be affected. So all this time, I've been listening to 106.9 FM (which I call the "Love Station"); I've been watching romantic comedies everyday since the start of this month (Did you all know EdTV was a romantic comedy?!); and been around to hear people's plans with their significant other without any resentment whatsoever. It turned out that I wasn't manhid enough. While listening to Boyz II Men's "Legacy" CD on Friday night, tears just started flowing. I think it happened between "Doin' Just Fine" and "4 Seasons of Loneliness." I wasn't bawling like what usually happens when I'm very upset about something. I wasn't even thinking about love at the time; for crying out loud, I was playing Bejeweled on MSN! LoL. So how and why the tears came, I really don't know and I don't care to analyze it for now.
So on Saturday morning, I woke up with puffy eyes. What a perfect statement to make for Feb. 14. LoL. I went to work as usual. Since we didn't decorate the office, I didn't have to be alone for a long period of time, staring at anything and everything red and pink. On my way out of the building, a grandma asked me to help her with the parking meter. I swear, if there is someone lost in the city and/or need help, he/she will eventually find me and ask me for directions. LoL. At UW, at least once a month, a stranger would come up to me to ask how to get to a place. Guest speakers, parents, students, homeless people, all of them would ask me where to go. And all this time I thought I had an antipatika aura! HeHe. After figuring out that the parking machine/meter was defective, grandma thanked me for helping her out. Hence, I felt good and had a smile on my face for the first time that day. Current mentality: Who the hell needs a boyfriend?! HaHa.
I came home and found the whole house to myself. Yay! A couple of hours later, my sister-in-law and Ganda Girl showed up. My sister goes, "Sino ka-date mo tonight?" She said it so innocently that I couldn't scream at her. LoL. I simply replied, "Si Ganda Girl ang date ko." And can I just say what a great date she was? We were eating dinner and out of the blue she says, "I love you, Ninang!" I was stunned to say the least. No one was coaching her; no one was trying to teach her to say it; she wasn't trying to get me to do anything; she just plain said it just like that. I said, "I love you, too, Ganda Girl!" without hesitation.
The point (because there is one! HeHe): so that's what it feels like. That's what it feels like when someone says those words in person and you have no doubts that the person meant it. You weren't thinking, "Okay, what does this person want from me?" or "What is he trying to prove?" or "Does he really mean it?" or whatever thoughts that usually cross my mind when some bastard decides to ruin my sanity by dropping the "three words." {;P
Anywhoobers, enough drama. Unlike most people, my year actually starts after Feb. 14. It's like this big hurdle and after I get through it, I can go on with my life. Hence, that's what I'll be doing. To put it simply, I'm back to my man-hating ways starting today. HeHe. I tried to be this open-minded, vulnerable chick for 1.5 months, but clearly, that didn't do me any good. Ahh, see? Can you sense the bitterness? The real MiNA is back, folks! ::counting the days to see how long this mindset will last::
Wednesday, February 11, 2004
Through The Fire
While the people of the Philippines are still singing "Because of You" in unison, I'm singing lipsynching to a different tune:
Through the Fire
by Chaka Khan
I look in your eyes and I can see
We’ve loved so dangerously
You’re not trusting your heart to anyone
You tell me you’re gonna play it smart
We’re through before we start
But I believe that we’ve only just begun
When it’s this good, there’s no saying no
I want you so, I’m ready to go
Chorus:
Through the fire
To the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
I’d gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you
I’d take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
I know you’re afraid of what you feel
You still need time to heal
And I can help if you’ll only let me try
You touch me and something in me knew
What I could have with you
Well I’m not ready to kiss that dream goodbye
When it’s this sweet, there’s no saying no
I need you so, I’m ready to go
Chorus
*SIGH. It's my FnF (Feel na Feel) song of the moment. Pinagtiyatiyagaan ko lang nga yung Paolo Santos version. If anyone is bestfriends with Papa Nyoy, can you ask him to sing the song, and kindly send me the MP3? I've never heard him sing it so I'm hoping to see him live soon (before the acoustic trend dies) so I can request it during the gig.
Through the Fire
by Chaka Khan
I look in your eyes and I can see
We’ve loved so dangerously
You’re not trusting your heart to anyone
You tell me you’re gonna play it smart
We’re through before we start
But I believe that we’ve only just begun
When it’s this good, there’s no saying no
I want you so, I’m ready to go
Chorus:
Through the fire
To the limit, to the wall
For a chance to be with you
I’d gladly risk it all
Through the fire
Through whatever, come what may
For a chance at loving you
I’d take it all the way
Right down to the wire
Even through the fire
I know you’re afraid of what you feel
You still need time to heal
And I can help if you’ll only let me try
You touch me and something in me knew
What I could have with you
Well I’m not ready to kiss that dream goodbye
When it’s this sweet, there’s no saying no
I need you so, I’m ready to go
Chorus
*SIGH. It's my FnF (Feel na Feel) song of the moment. Pinagtiyatiyagaan ko lang nga yung Paolo Santos version. If anyone is bestfriends with Papa Nyoy, can you ask him to sing the song, and kindly send me the MP3? I've never heard him sing it so I'm hoping to see him live soon (before the acoustic trend dies) so I can request it during the gig.
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