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Shortest Fairy Tale

May 20, 2008

My good friend Akel sent this.  (And no, Darren ading ko, this is so not a bad case of sour grapes. I miss you guys!) :

Once upon a time, a guy asked a girl ‘Will you marry me?’

The girl said:’NO!’

And the girl lived happily ever-after and went shopping, dancing, camping, drank martinis, always had a clean house, never had to cook, did whatever the hell she wanted, never argued, didn’t get fat, traveled more, had many lovers, didn’t save money, and had all the hot water to herself. She went to the theatre, never watched sports, never wore friggin’ lacy lingerie that went up her ass, had high self esteem, never cried or yelled, felt and looked fabulous in sweat pants and was pleasant all the time.

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Getting Sentimental

May 19, 2008

Tony's Hill 3

Found myself missing Pagudpud and this song kept playing in my head all day:

Never thought I’d fall, but when I hear you call,
I’m getting sentimental over you.
Things you say and do just thrill me through and through,
I’m getting sentimental over you.
I thought I was happy I could live without love,
Now I must admit, love is all I’m thinking of.
Won’t you please be kind, and just make up your mind
That you’ll be sweet and gentle, be gentle with me
`Cause I’m getting sentimental over you.

As sung by Frank Sinatra (Lyrics by Ned Washington and music by George Bassman)

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First Borns

May 6, 2008

I remember writing about the difficult road that first-borns have to face all their lives. The ruthless scrutiny that we must brave often forces us to live a lonely life of either forever pleasing the world or of withdrawing from it.

At an age when I should be past bearing my own first-born, I have lost one of the members of the pioneer batch of the UNP College of Law. I have always considered them my very own first-borns – although many of them are older than I am. Manong Isidro Paredes – headed the region’s NBI, led his class and the student government as its president. Beyond these, he was a devoted family man and husband to Ma’am Brenda. Along with my father, he has set the bar high when it comes to finding that one man we could spend the rest of our lives with. Read the rest of this entry »

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Rest for the Weary

April 24, 2008

“Periods of inactivity are necessary – a pen that is always writing ends up losing the awareness of what it is doing.  So let it rest whenever possible, and concern yourself with living … When you return to the business of writing, you will find a happy pen with all its strength intact.” – Paolo Coelho

I cannot wait to write again. In the meantime, moments that mattered the past weeks:

  • Rest now, Manong Sid, Class President of UNP College of Law Class 2006.  He was a wonderful father, a loving husband and one of my manongs.
  • Happy birthday to Doc Joy and welcome, welcome to her beautiful, adorable baby.
  • Welcome back, Ishy dear! We missed you bad.
  • Happy, happy birthday to Rev. Rex Vidal, SVD, Engr. Alvin Amano, Dr. Lilia Racsa, Tita Precy Cadorna, Lolo Tinong Sanchez and tomorrow, twenty-three (23) hugs to our bunso, midwife and nurse, Jomari.
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Prayers for Wilson Czar

April 5, 2008

I saw this post from Rev. Willie Jones Ducusin. Please include Wilson Czar in your prayers. Rev. Jones:

Please help us pray for my brother, Wilson Czar. He got into an accident. He had a small fracture on the skull. Thank God, the neurologist Dr. Espinosa assured that it will heal, and so there is no need for surgical intervention. What we pray for is for no infection to occur so that the healing will be fast and complete.

Even in trying times, most especially in these times, we believe that God is truly merciful and powerful.

Please help us pray for my brother’s fast and sure healing.

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UNP’s New Lawyers

March 29, 2008

Congratulations to our new UNP lawyers – Noel Pastor from San Ildefonso, Mylene Reyes from Vigan City and Arlyne Rialubin from San Vicente.

Cheers too for Anna Acena from Vigan, old friends Angela Along and Dashell Yancha, and Alfred Pagayatan, younger brother of a UP Law classmate.

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True Norths

March 6, 2008

I am on a cold bus on a long eight hour trip to Metro Manila, but a comment I just saw on a post I wrote last November is warming me real good – “and friends reappear from nowhere” – from a sorority sister, dear friend, fitness guru, Bar review partner, wonderful mother and wife to Sir Bong, Atty. Cynthia Jacinto-Bongolan.

It is almost a decade ago but I still distinctly recall what she said about joining the Sorority: “Kahit anong mangyari, may kakampi ka sa mundo.” And indeed, such has always been the case.

It was Cynthia who made me recognize that we need to take care of our bodies. I recall that she just gave birth months before Bar review, there was this regimen she stuck with to lose the excess weight she supposedly gained. I never got to really thank her for taking me along her Academic Oval walks and for her constant diet reminders that kept me healthy during the grueling six-month Bar ordeal.

She was coolness personified back in UP and I learned some pointers on how not to take myself too seriously. Her life – and loves – show that living the life you want need not be premised on one man or chained to a particular circumstance.

I have been blessed with friendships that remain steadfast despite time and distance. You can be apart for years or decades and yet, when friends meet again, it is apparent that the years have been unsuccessful in putting a strain on the ties that bound them.

This is one such friendship. Friends – like Cynthia – who “reappear” are life’s true Norths. Thank you, mare. I pray that I will finally get to see you soon.