Saccharine Irony

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Freak Accident on a Friday January 9, 2011

Filed under: confessions,Life,Women — Aimee @ 3:19 am
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AndroidHeel from Testfreaks.com

Freak accidents are the scariest. Especially one that had you stepping into the dull end of a bamboo skewer so that the sharp, deadly end pierces into your right foot as you take an unknowing step forward. Then a sharp, shooting pain runs from your foot to your knee and you get a sudden headache in all of five seconds, you just want to crumple on the ground and cry.

So that’s what happened to me on a Friday, two days ago, as I was rushing for first Friday Mass from the park to the cathedral. And the foolish me had been to confident to presume that bamboo sticks are just bamboo sticks, and well, I didn’t pierce myself with some rusty metal, did I? So all I did was to clean the mess with some tissue I found in my purse until only a small puncture wound was visible. Some minutes later I washed the outer areas of the wound with ethyl alcohol and proceeded to visit a friend, who’s just undergone surgery at the hospital and laughed with other visiting friends, as if I’ve not a single care in the world.

As I was already heading home though, the pain in my foot got more excruciating by the second. So much so that I could barely walk from the block leading to our house. And when I got home and Mom found out I had not taken myself to the hospital (I did go to the hospital, stupid me!) for first aid, I finally understood the gravity of the situation. I almost passed out from the pain and begged to be taken to the ER not five minutes after having arrived home.

So that’s the story of my freak accident and my stupidity. Some of the most delicious food on the planet are cooked or served on bamboo skewers – kebabs, barbecues, grilled chicken, grilled plantains with butter and sugar, fried sweet potatoes, juicy hot dogs! I even used to play with these seemingly harmless things in my childhood! And then I step into one and hurt myself so bad, I can’t imagine eating spicy barbecue ever again.

So this serves as a word of caution to everyone. If you get pierced by a bamboo stick anywhere, especially one that’s filthy and all, go to the ER immediately for antibiotics and anti-tetanus shots, if you haven’t had any. Don’t be stupid or presumptuous. The pain is almost unbearable and for my women folks, even worse than your worst day of dysmenorrhea (I hope that paints a clear enough picture).

I hope and pray my foot gets better. I look forward to wearing my favorite platforms and sneakers and high heels again.

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August Rush September 16, 2010

Filed under: Events,Women — Aimee @ 3:07 pm
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My August for this year had been so full that for this September I am willingly resigning myself to some domesticity. Except for the regular Thursday meetings with church friends (who are so crazily fun to be with you would not think church people are like that, at all), weekly trips to Watson’s for some essentials, and Fridays spent with the besties over coffee and chitchat, I will be spending most of my free days indoors. August has stripped my wallet dry as well, so for now staying put is the only viable option. :p

So this is how my August had been.

don't you just love those smiles!

that's the attorney with her magazine... flipping through wedding ideas!

Aug 6. Should have watched Sarah Geronimo in concert at the Atrium, but my besties decided to go with other plans. So we ended up talking non-stop at some mall coffee kiosk, had grilled chicken and some soup for dinner, and treated ourselves to some dreamy gelato at Missy Bon Bon, where we also took as many snaps as we could, and talked about weddings and proposals, and the fact that one of my besties is expecting one within the month. Hence the fixation with the Weddings mag. 🙂

boating before breakfast

the old pier at daytime

Aug 7. Traveled to Lanao Del Norte, some 3 hours away from my home in Cagayan de Oro to visit my cousins. Rode the bus with Mom, my sister, my cousin J, Mom’s friend, Tita A, and her young daughter. Went boating at early morning (lovely!), and on our first night, we walked with our cousins to an old village pier and watched the gazillion stars (lovelier!) until we were all drowsy from all the talk and laughter. We also visited two waterfalls, went swimming, and had our pictures taken a thousand times.

oh Candy's how we love thee!

the photobooth souvenir. yee-ha!

Aug 21.  Dinner and coffee with my best buddies from my ex-office. Nashy and Candice were home for the weekend, and I had no problem convincing Ella to come home as well (thank you understanding hubby! :p). Another Ella was there too, so it was one big, raucous get-together, with some happy news (shhh!) on the side. Dinner at our favorite Candy’s and then coffee at Coffeeworks, where we went ga-ga over the photobooth, wigs, weird sunglasses, hats, and all! See crazy photos for reference.

some REALLY close-up snaps at the birthday/engagement party

So. it will just be Estee and myself, once Sora gets hitched. and Marshie too, who'll be home from New Zealand in time for the wedding. Yay!

Aug 25. Finally, one of my best friends got engaged on her birthday! Sora, the feisty, fashion-forward attorney who’s been my best friend since high school freshman year finally got the rock on the eve of her birthday, after seven years of a drama-filled but nevertheless admirable relationship with her lawyer better-half. What else can I say? I’ve been anticipating this proposal as if it were my own and now that it’s here, I’m just elated! Excited for the exclusive house party/ engagement party, the bridal shower, the pre nup pictorials (which I heard will be shot on location at Impasugong, Bukidnon, weee!), and of course the dreamy, dreamy, big day.

Love, love. “Without love, our world is a tomb.”

 

How to be Alone by Tanya Davis August 12, 2010

Filed under: Saccharine thoughts,Women — Aimee @ 3:04 am
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If you are at first lonely, be patient.

If you’ve not been alone much, or if when you were, you weren’t okay with it, then just wait. You’ll find its fine to be alone once you’re embracing it.

We can start with the acceptable places, the bathroom, the coffee shop, the library, where you can stall and read the paper, where you can get your caffeine fix and sit and stay there. Where you can browse the stacks and smell the books, you’re not supposed to talk much anyway,  so its safe there.

There is also the gym, if you’re shy, you can hang out with yourself and mirrors, you can put headphones in.

Then there’s public transportation, because we all gotta go places.

And there’s prayer and meditation, no one will think less if you’re hanging with your breath seeking peace and salvation.

Start simple. Things you may have previously avoided based on your avoid being alone principles.

The lunch counter, where you will be surrounded by “chow downers”, employees who only have an hour and their spouses work across town, and they, like you, will be alone.

Resist the urge to hang out with your cell phone.

When you are comfortable with “eat lunch and run”, take yourself out for dinner; a restaurant with linen and silver ware. You’re no less an intriguing a person when you are eating solo desert and cleaning the whip cream from the dish with your finger. In fact, some people at full tables will wish they were where you were.

Go to the movies. Where it’s dark and soothing, alone in your seat amidst a fleeting community.

And then take yourself out dancing, to a club where no one knows you, stand on the outside of the floor until the lights convince you more and more and the music shows you. Dance like no one’s watching because they’re probably not. And if they are, assume it is with best human intentions. The way bodies move genuinely to beats, is after-all, gorgeous and affecting. Dance until you’re sweating. And beads of perspiration remind you of life’s best things. Down your back, like a book of blessings.

Go to the woods alone, and the trees and squirrels will watch for you. Go to an unfamiliar city, roam the streets, they are always statues to talk to, and benches made for sitting gives strangers a shared existence if only for a minute, and these moments can be so uplifting and the conversation you get in by sitting alone on benches  might have never happened had you not been there by yourself.

Society is afraid of alone though. Like lonely hearts are wasting away in basements. Like people must have problems if after awhile nobody is dating them.

But lonely is a freedom that breathes easy and weightless, and lonely is healing if you make it.

You can stand swaffed by groups and mobs or hands with your partner, look both further and farther in the endless quest for company.

But no one is in your head. And by the time you translate your thoughts an essence of them maybe lost or perhaps it is just kept. Perhaps in the interest of loving oneself, perhaps all those sappy slogans from pre-school over to high school groaning, we’re tokens for holding the lonely at bay.

Cause if you’re happy in your head, then solitude is blessed, and alone is okay.

It’s okay if no one believes like you, all experiences are unique, no one has the same synapses, can’t think like you, for this be relieved, keeps things interesting, life’s magic brings much, and it doesn’t mean you aren’t connected, and the community is not present, just take the perspective you get from being one person in one head and feel the effects of it.

Take silence and respect it.

If you have an art that needs practice, stop neglecting it, if your family doesn’t get you or a religious sect is not meant for you, don’t obsess about it.

You could be in an instant surrounded if you need it.

If your heart is bleeding, make the best of it.

There is heat in freezing, be a testament.

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Should Have Been in Bantayan Island Today… March 20, 2010

Filed under: confessions,Events,Love,Women — Aimee @ 10:16 am
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… to witness my good friend Dennise’s lovely beach wedding at sunset. But instead I am stuck at home, nursing a dancing hangover, and writing this lousy blog post. I canceled my trip to Cebu and to Bantayan Island early this week due to work complications. This freelancing thing is getting on my nerves, and with the scheduled blackouts disrupting my writing schedules almost on a daily basis, I was left with no choice but to choose work over vacation this weekend, or else I’ll go broke before month-end.

Plus, today is also Chaya’s wedding in Malaybalay, held at the same church where I want to profess my marriage vows in someday, the Monastery of Transfiguration. For months, I had been in a dilemma, thinking how I will inevitably be missing one wedding, by taking part in another.

But because I promised to grace Dennise’s wedding first, and talks of her getting married in early summer surfaced way before Chaya began planning about her own, I was leaning towards the Bantayan Island wedding party. As early as January, I began shopping for a dark-violet strapless dress to wear to the beach wedding, as well as an abaca-made wrist bag to go with the summer-beachy theme. Also, I bought some new eye make-up, and prepared the pink and brown printed  summer dress which I never had occasion to use, intending to wear it over breakfast after the wedding party.

So much for being a fashionista girl scout. Today, I am at home, feeling a bit wistful, wishing I were someplace else, where blue skies and chilled margaritas go perfectly together. Well last night I went clubbing with the girls, and though I had some Gilbey’s Premium Strength Gin and danced for two hours in my 3-inch party heels, I’d still much rather be in a deserted white beach, witnessing another happily-ever-after, and staring dreamily into the sunset.

Gahd. I feel like crying right now. Weddings and spoiled plans always do that to me.

😦

 

My Recent Trip to the Bookstore Got Me This: March 18, 2010

Filed under: books,Food,Women — Aimee @ 6:07 am
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The Little Black Apron: A Single Girl’s Guide to Cooking with Style & Grace.

The book’s title is a playful twist from the quintessential Little Black Dress or LBD, and this book is created for the single urbanite female who does not know anything about the kitchen, save for the fridge and the microwave. Well, I’m a far cry from the pampered princess who’s completely clueless about the kitchen, having been trained at an early age (say thirteen or fifteen) by my Mom (who’s an excellent cook, by the way) to prepare a decent meal for the entire family on days that she’s running late. Also, I’ve gotten a certificate course last year on baking and pastries, so that leaves me quite adept at the kitchen, compared to the completely clueless single urbanite. But this recipe book on the shelf was just too cute, too pretty to let pass. And with it being on sale, really, how can I walk away empty-handed?

The book’s  pink and black theme is just so feminine, and well, I fancy anything that’s pink and black – from my favorite Nike runners to my lace undies. This compilation has about 246 pages of healthy recipes (from pastas to meat to salads to cocktails and desserts), a quick course on culinary vocabulary, a list of all the essential herbs for cooking, some health and diet tips, party and dinner suggestions, and finally some funny one-liners sprinkled all over the pages like chopped cashews on chocolate ice cream. This book is perfect for every girl who wants to master some cookery skills and perhaps to entertain a few guests at her lovely apartment with real gourmet food, and not just beer and chips.

According to Ellie Krieger, TV chef and host of Healthy Appetite at Food Network, The Little Black Apron is a “spirited guide to making you feel as comfortable in your kitchen as you are in your ballet flats. Every savvy single should have one on her bookshelf.”

I’d always liked to think I’m savvy but what I’m most sure of now is that I’m single.

Hence, The Little Black Apron.

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Coffee and Muffins and Some Thoughts on Marriage March 15, 2010

Filed under: confessions,Events,Love,Strange Men,Women — Aimee @ 4:52 pm
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Mocha Espresso. Yum.

What a full day I’ve had. I woke up today and blogged about going down with the flu but now it’s almost 1 a.m. and I’m still wide awake, having just arrived home from Bo’s after a long evening over espresso and muffins. I think the flu has subsided a bit, thank heavens, after taking lots of Vitamin Cs and loads of water.

My aunt who’s now married to an American and already based in the U.S. arrived at the house this afternoon and will be staying for a few weeks or so while visiting friends in the city. I got myself two white leather handbags and some makeup as pasalubongs, which is great because I’ve been planning on buying a really nice white bag for the summer and some eye make up for impromptu parties. And tonight she’s decided to treat us out for coffee and muffins because she cannot stand the 5-hour rotating brownouts for the entire evening. Of course I would not want to be left home while the power was out so I slipped into my jeans and top and kind of looked forward to coffee.

While we were at Bo’s some friends of my aunt came to sit with us at the table, and one of them jokingly asked me and my sister if we were already married. We politely replied that no, we are still in our mid-twenties and not at all planning on getting hitched very soon. But the old man was quite in the mood for kidding around, and opined that now is the best time to get married and that marrying when you’re already thirty and up is a huge, huge mistake.

Really? I’m 27, single, having the time of my life, and not at all wanting to settle anytime soon. Well, okay, stability is a huge factor, and at this point, my savings are not anywhere near impressive, so perhaps that is one huge reason why marriage is the farthest thing from my mind right now.

Perhaps, a year or two from now, if that someone proposes to me, I’d gladly say yes. If. A huge IF. But anytime soon is not at all possible. So whoever says I should get married now will do well to shut up. You don’t get married because it’s the right age, you get married because you have the right person in your life at the RIGHT TIME.

Who cares if you get married at 35? At 40? Hello. At this time and age, not every girl is lucky to have a decent man just when their cheeks are at their rosiest and their ovaries are at the pink of health.

But tonight I did not shut the old man up. He was fortunately too funny for that. 🙂

 

GLEE is the Best!

Filed under: Women — Aimee @ 9:25 am
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Quinn and Rachel

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Anyone who has thought about making a musical TV series must be a genius. Imagine watching your favorite teen drama and getting a dose of concert-level performances in every episode, with renditions of classic Broadway songs to the latest pop and R n B hits from Rihanna, Kelly Clarkson, and even jazzy selections from my favorites, Amy Winehouse and Duffy.

The lead actress Lea Michele plays feisty-geeky and supremely talented Rachel Berry,  someone you’d love to love and hate at the same time. Well, “hate” is too harsh a word, but her taste in fashion is just pathetic and once she begins to open her mouth, there’s simply no snapping it shut. But she’s adorable in many ways, and that voice is just pure honey. The TV series has a host of other adorable characters too, from a geeky paraplegic to a preggers cheerleader (who is the president of the Celibacy Club, mind you), to a big-haired blogger who loves to pester Rachel in exchange for her precious undies.

Intrigued yet? Grab a copy of the Season 1 DVD today and start laughing and singing your heart out! 🙂