Saccharine Irony

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Freak Accident on a Friday January 9, 2011

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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.



Books, Chocolate, Art December 29, 2010

Filed under: books,Life,Love,Women — Aimee @ 4:20 am
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Yesternight I went to Odessa’s house to drop off the shoes which she’ll paint for me. She’s one of those people whose creativity I deeply admire, and as I’ve known her since primary school, she’s also one of my oldest friends. As a Christmas present of sorts, I gave her the critically-acclaimed book, The Secret Life of Bees by Sue Monk Kidd. A story about a daughter’s love and longing for her mother and the unexpected places we find love in this lifetime, this book is high on my list of favorites. I hope she’ll love it as much as I did.

And oh, she gave me this too:

Cadbury Caramello. Yay! Right now it’s still in the fridge, sitting all pretty. I’ve yet to finish the Toblerones, Snickers, and a bit of the Ferrero which my sister took home. And then this dark, chewy beauty. Chocolate, how I love thee!


The Peacock, Patricia Ariel

I’ll post a pic of the painted shoes here next time. I’ve chosen a peacock pattern for her to paint, and am positive she’ll outdo herself, like she always does. 🙂


A Cup of Coffee A Day Chases the Blues Away October 11, 2010

Filed under: confessions — Aimee @ 1:27 pm
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So here is the equation:


beware of that fin!


Cold weather/rainy days + Wedding proposals by Facebook friends published all over the site + Work that’s getting more boring everyday + Chronic indecision as to which career to settle for + No one to hold hands with = DEPRESSION.

This is pathetic.

So first off, the rainy weather. Last Friday, some parts of the city had been submerged in ankle-deep rainy water and if the thrashing rains had not stopped on time, our neighborhood may have been subjected to another flooding, the third time in less than two years. Depressing and frustrating all in one breath.

So second part of the equation: wedding proposals all over Facebook. So I’ve written about how thrilled I was about my best friend getting the engagement rock on her birthday. But then, everyone else started getting the virus, and now, if people are not getting engaged or getting married (my brother got hitched mid of this year, and a baby boy, my first nephew, is set to come out in January or February), they are having babies. And then it took me a whole minute to realize that I will be turning 28 in less than a month. No boyfriend now, so definitely no engagement on the horizon, and certainly no wedding and babies due anytime soon. Not that I’m actually looking forward to getting married, not at all. I can’t imagine being a wife to anyone right now, and I’ve promised myself to fulfill something first before agreeing to any form of romantic relationship with anyone. It’s just that, well, weddings are so lovely and babies are so cute. Now, I’m even more depressed. :p

Third part of the equation, boring work. I love writing yes, but this homebased stuff is getting stale. I need to get out asap, and I’m setting my deadline on the first month of the following year. Fingers crossed and twisted this time.

Fourth part, never mind. I actually know which career I want to settle in, it’s just that the career I really want is somewhere in the greater metropolis. So, it’s going to be strong heart for me this time and lots of Kleenex for when I leave home again.

Fifth part of the equation: no one to hold hands with. Well, see lengthy explanation on the second part of the equation. That explains everything and then some.


But then I had coffee, and now I’m smiling again.

And now that I’m feeling better, I’ve realized that the soft pitter-patter of rain is really nothing to get wired up about. And that choosing to stay single after a very painful break up is one of the bravest and wisest things I’ve done for myself. I don’t feel incomplete in any way, so why rush the next love story? (If truth be told I still want the same love story, but that’s another story on another day. :-))

For the longest time I never gave myself much credit about being strong and independent, but I continue to surprise myself everyday. Thank you Lord, for giving me a small but resilient heart!

(But yeah, it’d be nice to hold hands with someone once in a while… more coffee please!)





Finally! September 19, 2010

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Done with all of the GLEE Season 1 episodes! Can’t wait to watch Season 2 where Charice Pempengco will play Sunshine Corazon,  a Filipina exchange student whose vocal prowess could very easily rival that of Lea Michele’s Rachel Berry. Diva cat fight, this I gotta see!

But for now, my little heart is in a dilemma. It’s torn between Puck and Jesse St. James.

Puck, pucker up and kiss me quick! Hotness!

This is Puck, played by actor Mark Salling, the bad-ass Glee member slash football player who gets to kiss almost every girl in campus, including Rachel, and even Mercedes! How lucky can you get Mercedes! :p

Oh Jesse! Why did you have to break Rachel's heart?

And this here is the divine, the dreamy Jesse St. James, played by stage actor Jonathan Groff, the male lead for the biggest rival of New Directions, Vocal Adrenaline. There is something very, very sexy about those tousled locks and those eyes! But yeah, Jonathan Groff admitted he’s “gay and proud” (seriously, I WANT TO THROW A FIT! :-(). But let’s pretend for a while that he’s straight. Gay Groff or or straight Groff, Jesse St. James is still swoon-worthy.

So who’s hottah, Puck or Jesse?



Stressful Week! Get Well Soon Mama! August 26, 2010

Filed under: confessions,Love — Aimee @ 1:38 pm
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Kristin Hansen Lagattuta/UC Davis drawing

Just when I thought this week would involve nothing but work and celebrations, I ended up spending a better part of it at the Capitol University Medical Center, after Mom got confined last Wednesday for hypertension. Now that was some scare. The jokes life sometimes plays on us are anything but hilarious. Staying at the ER for hours because her blood pressure would not stabilize was  like being trapped in a loony bin for days. Screaming here and screaming there. One patient was writhing in pain due to gall stones and another one was screaming his lungs out for heaven-knows-what. And the ambulance transport was one of the most hellish rides ever, both figuratively and literally, as they did not have air-conditioning. So much for rising blood pressures!

I was off work for two days now, and probably will be off work tomorrow as well, which is a Friday, and here’s me hoping and praying that we’ll be home by then. I still cannot stand hospitals and emergency room dramas, even one as luxurious as the CUMC, and I absolutely hate coming home to an empty house during the evenings, when my sister would sit in for me at the hospital so I could get a good night’s rest for an entire daughterly duty the day after.

Today I spent the entire day at the hospital, watching television, reading, assisting Mom with her meals and other personal stuff, running errands, receiving visitors, and gazing out the window where I could see an expanse of blue sky and clouds, later turning gray, wishing I were someplace else. Then it occurred to me that not all days turn out to be sunny, no matter how much we want them to be all dappled in sunlight and smelling of roses, so I guess I should not complain.

I just wish we were back home. I wish I’ll never see Mom in that hospital bed ever again, at least not for a very long time, and I wish I could see her busying herself in the garden again or tinkering with anything in the kitchen. And these days, of all days, I wish I had someone who would hold my hand and give me tight hugs, assuring me everything was going to be alright, someone who would crack jokes just when my eyes would begin to glaze over with tears, and tell me that I don’t look exactly pretty when I cry.

Today of all days, I missed being someone’s princess. But hey, princesses often get spoiled, and I don’t want to be a rotten fruit ever again. If I could find someone who can tame me without spoiling me then I’d gladly hand my independence over. Sometimes I wish it was anywhere between 2004 to 2008 all over again, those four years when I had everything I could have ever wanted, only I was too foolish and too arrogant not to choose what really mattered. And yeah, I allowed myself to get really rotten, that’s how stupid I was. 🙂

The one thing I hate about getting a really good scare is that it’s easy to turn mushy and sentimental all of a sudden, realizing how flimsy life can be, and for all its fleeting glory, sometimes, it’s not always about what you do with life that matters. “Sometimes, it’s also about who you’re with when you’re doing it.”

Not that I hate being independent and all. It’s just that it’s nice to let your guard down for once, and show the world how soft and small and vulnerable your heart really is, most sunless days.


My Bestie is Engaged! August 25, 2010

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happy birthday, congratulations, and best wishes Atty! Love, love!


So, so so! We turned out to be right! My best friend in the whole wide universe who is also celebrating her birthday today got engaged last night. After seven years, she finally got the rock! Well, before we start thinking about the bridal shower and the stress that usually comes with wedding preparations, there is a birthday party/engagement party to be enjoyed later at the Philtown Hotel, so it’s going to be easy breezy for a while.

Plus I’m thinking of having our very own engagement party at the house, just us, besties, minus M of course, who is in New Zealand and won’t be coming home until May (in time for the wedding, I hope, fingers crossed!) of next year. Well there’s also F, one of our high school BFFs whom we’ve seen only this May after 8 years or so, and is now back in New York. Back to the house party. We’ve been planning on homemade cheesy-beefy lasagna, my famous strawberry-banana float (my personal fave :-)), and some nacho chips with sweet corn salsa. Perhaps, some margaritas too!


white gold and a diamond


With the way I’ve been jumping up and down last night, you’d think I was the one who got engaged. But no, not anytime soon, I think I still haven’t gotten over how wonderful being single and independent actually is. But I’ve always been a sucker for sappy engagements and happily-ever-afters, especially with friends whose love stories and love dramas I got to hear over and over again, so I guess my jumping-up-and-down-excitement is pretty excusable.

Love, love. Nothing is more magical. 🙂


Ra-ra-ra-ra-Raj! August 24, 2010

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the glorious Venus Raj


Hooray for Miss Venus Raj, the Philippines’ bet, who nailed the 4th spot for this year’s Miss Universe pageant, held at Mandalay Bay Resort in Las Vegas.

After the heartbreaking episode on August 23, 2010, just one day before, when a tourist bus carrying HK nationals was held hostage while traversing the Quirino grandstand in Manila by a deranged former policeman, this surprising turn of events on the Miss Universe stage has somehow balanced things a bit.

Of course, everyone in this country is still recuperating after the hostage-taking drama and everyone is agitated thinking how the Philippine tourism is going to take care of itself after such a horrifying scare, but Venus Raj almost taking home the Miss Universe crown offered some sort of respite.

Fourth place is not bad you know, especially after beating 79 other contestants. Raj certainly has come a long way from her humble home in Bicol province, and her taking home the fourth place among a bevy of statuesque and highly-cultured gorgeous women is already a feat in itself.

And yeah, we should all get off our high horse. Her final answer for certain did not blow the judges away, and may very well have cost her the crown, but I’d like to think she did the best she could.  Aren’t we, Filipinas, all like that? Doing our best under any circumstance. Resilience, flexibility, strength.

So, yay for Venus Raj! Another Filipina on the universe stage, and well, there is always a next time for that much coveted diamond and ruby encrusted crown! 🙂