Eat, Pray, Love by E. Gilbert

owww.. The wariness I felt when I first saw this book. Actually it was a mixture of surprise, gladness and worry that enveloped me; this book was a special gift from the special-est someone of my existence thus, the mixed-up elation. Of course, I'm so happy that a gift is bestowed on me. But, a "girly" book? Well, try me, I thought. I'm actually so versatile when it comes to books and this challenge would just be a piece of.. 

SURPRISE! The first ideas are interesting enough that I keep paging till I got through paragraphs. And with honest-to-goodness humour in between, what could I ask more of a book? Well, there is of course, the plot, the twists, the language, the general appeal to different specific audiences: but I'm a non-demanding reader. I only want good ole humour from a book and when it does make me laugh, I salute the author right away. So, you want to know what's laughable in Eat, Pray, Love? Dig in! 

(This is my cool way of saying, watch out for a review, folks! wink-wink) 

The Night I Passed Away

It was the night for the Vesperas of our Barrio Fiesta that I finally decided to go. I can hear the disco music loudly and I can feel that the whole barrio is buzzing with lively activities. I so long to be out there: celebrate with my friends, walk out to our plaza, play bingo and do all kinds of stuff that a free bloke is able to do. To say that I'm bored to death is an understatement. So I want to literally die to escape this cell that has taken me hostage for years now. Or, is it really years now that I haven't been able to walk outside? But I thought I saw birds flying yesterday in the corn fields...This confusion and a lot other unexplainable stuff has even strengthened my resolve to free myself. Oh, if only I could bolt out of the door and run through the wet soil in the corn fields. But how can I get past the rails guarding me? How do I make that ultimate escape? Death. Yes, by dying, I am sure to live again. 

I was tired of staring at the walls of my confinement. Day and night, I just sat and stare; still nothing changes. I stare at the wallpaint and day by day there is no change. Or perhaps it is starting to fade but I cannot tell the change at all due to the monotony of staring at it all the time.

I have long been fading away. My mother has sensed it. She checked on me last night, her face quite flushed and worry showed in her face. In fact, the visit turned out to be one of those "drama episodes". She ending up crying and I, feeling bewildered. Why would she cry over me when all I want is to see the world outside?

... to be continued...

Gone Too Soon

I've strived hard to come up with a post about my recently departed brother. But I still can't write anything about him. So let me borrow from MJ to somehow, impart how I feel about Jibb's passing:

"Gone Too Soon"

Like A Comet
Blazing 'Cross The Evening Sky
Gone Too Soon

Like A Rainbow
Fading In The Twinkling Of An Eye
Gone Too Soon

Shiny And Sparkly
And Splendidly Bright
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like The Loss Of Sunlight
On A Cloudy Afternoon
Gone Too Soon

Like A Castle
Built Upon A Sandy Beach
Gone Too Soon

Like A Perfect Flower
That Is Just Beyond Your Reach
Gone Too Soon

Born To Amuse, To Inspire, To Delight
Here One Day
Gone One Night

Like A Sunset
Dying With The Rising Of The Moon
Gone Too Soon

Gone Too Soon

******************************
Goodbye my Dear Brother,
You have been missed,
You will be missed even more.
I love you, Badib.

Haiku Poem Collection

My say of things for YOU:





I’m thinking of You

Your smile, your eyes and your lips

Keeps me living through





Let’s spend more, more time

Coz I miss you everyday

Sweet baby of mine






When I’m in your arms,

Problems go; I feel your warmth

And I’m far from harm





With you, I’m secure

Our trust and love will endure

Through time, I’ll be pure






Promise, I’ll be true

When in doubt; I’ll stand by You

Please don’t leave me too.

Open Arms- Tracy Chapman

Perhaps I've listened to this song for the nth time, I can't count it anymore. It is just sooo meaningful- it's for YOU.

If love is what you want
Baby here I am
If tenderness is what you need
Ive got that to give
If you need some affection
Baby these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms
You come hem youve had a hard day
Every door you tried to open
Was closing in your face
Im right here Ill be right here
Ill embrace you

Ill be open with my heart
Ill let you in
Ill be open with my thoughts
Ill be your best friend
If you need some attention
Baby these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms

Every corner you turn
Trouble come your way
But when you get home
Ill try to be there
And Ill embrace you

These are
These are
These are
Open arms

If time is what you need
Baby Ill stop the clocks
If youre looking for something
Maybe Ive got what you want
If theres one thing to remember
Dont forget that these are open arms
Open arms open arms open arms open arms

These are
These are
These are
Open arms

Spotlight's on: Tracy Chapman

Tracy Chapman is a great artist. Even if you might think I'm biased here, she's got the Grammys to prove it, alright?



Here:

1989- Grammy Award for Best New Artist

1989- Grammy Award for Best Female Pop Vocal Performance for "Fast Car"

1989- Grammy Award for Best Contemporary Folk Album

1997- Grammy Award for Best Rock Song for "Give Me One Reason"

But what's more compelling aside from all of that is the award given to her by Tufts (the University she went to) with an Honorary Degree of Doctor of Fine Arts to appreciate her efforts on social and artistic works.

So aren't you convinced yet? Better listen and if you still don't like her music, what are you?

Durhan Beach Resort

Last September 6, 2009 was our quarterly company outing. I woke up early--- call time was 7:00 am, reached M-bank Plaza with anticipation that I maybe the last to board the bus. But nobody's in sight, I found out that almost everyone is late. Tsk, tsk

That day's company outing was headed towards Durhan Beach Resort, located at the northern part of Cebu which is Tabuelan. I sat at the back with Sheila and the gang:

(PICTURE TO BE POSTED)

Ocean view when we arrived. There was a tropical depression somewhere so the water's somewhat murky:





The writer's room was on the 2nd floor.



Lunch was lechon and plenty of other mouth-watering menus.




Hospitality from the Durhan staff should be commended. They served, and served us right.


A program followed:







Contender of the Singing Contest from the Writing Team. Toinks:

(PIC TO BE POSTED)

Raffle prices were mostly won by writers.

Mobile Phones for Melai and Rhoda:



I got a keychain, mouse pad and Bingo Set!




Swimming and Frolicking:









Body-licious writers, eh?



Singit lang ni night shot:




The morning of the following day, we packed and boarded this bus:




Jake was his usual self- restless and clowning:




I'd say the Outing was fun and relaxing!






Next event will be the Team Company Outing. Stay posted!

They Say It's a Birthday!!!

Here are some takes from this year's Birthday celebration:

August 20, 2009- After Work

with the Orig FP Gang:


Billiards ta Bai



Wendalene and Tara-lets



Modeling for the all New Tanduay Ice!



With Mon2 and Amelia



August 22, 2009
Venue was at SanRem Cultural Beach Resort

Here's Why:

My Post Bday Celebration








Second is, it was Kat's Despidida Event













and Lastly, our Monthly Team Outing!







Definitely, there will be more of our Outings next post.

Kaohagan Island Outing

Greetings, I'm finally back to the blogging world!

Below are some takes on our company outing last June, 2009

The Yagit Boy:



Believe it or not, Wentworth and Megan Fox is together in one pumpboat ride!



Wet and Having a Frolic Moment!


With FP Writers:


With the Onsite Boys:



Watch out for more FP Frolic Moments. Yehay!

Farewell, Sucker!

Once again, I sucked at it
I handled it badly and now I'm on the brink of despair again
Just what is that damn formula for a relationship to last?
I thought I was more than ready,
But I sucked and there is no escaping it
I have to face it fair and square;
I must accept that I failed- again
And although I am hurting and so disappointed,
I find solace in the thought that I won't be wrecking havoc once more
Because I'm letting go
I'm letting go now that there is still a sense of respect left,
No matter how my heart entraps me-
I have to force myself to look the other way
Through this, no more pain, shame and torment will shatter both our hearts.

Be Careful of My Heart – Tracy Chapman

You and your sweet smile
You and all your tantalizing ways
You and your honey lips
You and all the sweet things that they say
You and your wild wild ways
One day you just up and walked away

You felt me hurting
But I can forgive you for that now
You taught me something
Something took me half my life to learn
When you give all yourself away
Just tell them to be careful of your heart

Be careful of my heart
Be careful of this heart of mine
Be careful of my heart
heart
I just might break and send some splitters flying
Be careful of my heart
heart
Be careful

You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
Thought you took it all

You you you
You you you
You you you
Took my love
And now you're gone

But I'm not breaking down
And I'm not falling apart
I just lost a little faith
When you broke my heart
Given a chance
I might try it again
But I wouldn't risk it all this time

I'd save
A little love for myself
Enough for my heart to mend
A little love for myself
One day I just might love again
One day some sweet smile might turn my heart
One day I just might give all myself away
One day
One day
One day