Monday, July 28, 2008
what I will dearly miss about...
- how it feels to hold office in a cube – heck, it’s the arctic region of petc…the air is so darn frigid…and it can get lonely…like when everyone else is in a meeting, which is quite often
- my own PC that runs @ 2.66 GHz which came with a humongous local disk space of 150 GB and a very handy DVD/CD-ROM combo drive
- record number of overviews/orientations attended in a month
- briefest tenure with the greatest learning experience
IMDS
- nightmare suppliers and counterparts (well, some of them)
- IMDS Sorority sisterhood bound by a common madness to american idol season 7, david cook and Korean/Chinese/Japanese teleserye
- willing and appreciative guinea pigs to my cooking
Lear Football Club
- TTh p.m. routine (and the email chat that goes before it)
- football fiestas, field goals, sprains, field stunts, colorful bruises
- fellowship that the wonderful sport of soccer has inspired
Lear - PETC
- flex(iest) time
- silverado trips to SBT (South Bus Terminal);
Tokiwa
- cringing under sato san’s unpredictability (worst critic at one point and amiable host the next)
- bowling tourneys at gaisano country mall bowlingplex, foodfest and movie marathons at SM on paydays
Lapulapu
- seemingly endless list of holidays and long weekends
- proximity and accessibility to a host of places of interest
- being a nightmare neighbor (hosting a videoke night and getting hushed by the landlady)
Cebu
- first job interview at Sakurai in 2003 where I was quizzed about the similarity of sugar and plastic polymer molecular structure
- getting lost around Colon in search of the Provincial Capitol for the Labor Day Job Fair
- eating dinner at freedom park, carbon market before sir alinio’s 6-9 pm Econ class with daut and kadut
- watching Prince Caspian at SM in the middle of Storm Frank Signal #1
- bisaya (the dialect) siomai sa tisa, “puso” (?) and ngohiong
see you across the TaƱon Strait...
Thursday, July 24, 2008
last scrimmage on petc rain drenched pitch
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
the other facet of sinulog...the concert scene
Thursday, September 14, 2006
for the love of...
Here I am, with something so significant to write on my diary and I couldn’t find a single writing implement within my reach. While I was giving my control file some attention over a cup of coffee, inspiration just struck me. And I just have to seize this moment…come what may.
I was in my element on the field today. I exhibited the same surge of energy as I had last Tuesday…doing a lot of running across, up and down the field that time flew so fast. What fired me up all the more was the fact I made a “nice” (for lack of a better adjective to use) goal with a long ground pass from Judah earlier and a good assist that had Doli make her first goal too. But what happened to me next was totally unexpected albeit inevitable in the sport.
My last recollection was that I saw the ball coming towards me that called for a left kick. I went for it but lost my footing. My world suddenly skidded to a stop when I heard the familiar sickening crunch of my left ankle as my left foot folded inwards and supported my weight. As in, time went to a standstill and I found myself lying on the ground face up, left arm covering my eye, my left leg folded over my right. “Blinding pain” best described how I felt and my upper limbs felt numb for a moment. I couldn’t remember who helped me up and guided me to the sidelines. Whoever you are, thanks a bunch!
Oh, the price that we have to pay for the love of the game!!!

room mates relishing common passion...music

horsing around while waiting for mitsumi to burn millions for 15 minutes :)