Thursday, January 31, 2008

Funny Movie Titles (from Erika)

English Movies you should never translate in Tagalog
1. Black Hawk Down - Ibong Maitim sa Ibaba
2. Dead Man's Chest - Dodo ng Taong Patay
3. I Know What You Did Last Summer - Uyy... Aminin!
4. Love, Actually - Sa Totoo Lang, Pag-ibig
5. Million Dollar Baby - 50 Milyong Pisong Sanggol (depende sa exchange rate)
6. The Blair Witch Project - Ang Proyekto ng Bruhang si Blair
7. Mary Poppins - Si Mariang May Putok
8. Snakes on a Plane - Nag-ahasan sa Ere
9. The Postman Always Rings Twice - Ang Kartero Kapag Dumutdot Laging Dalawang Beses
10. Sum of All Fears - Takot Mo, Takot Ko, Takot Nating Lahat
11. Swordfish - Talakitok
12. Pretty Woman - Ganda ng Lola Mo
13. Robin Hood, Men in Tights - Si Robin Hood at Ang Mga Felix Bakat
14. Four Weddings and a Funeral - Kahit Apat na Beses ka Pang Magpakasal, Mamamatay Ka Rin
15. The Good, the Bad and the Ugly - Ako, Ikaw, Kayong Lahat
16. Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone - Adik si Harry, Tumira ng Shabu
17. Click - Isang Pindot Ka Lang
18. Brokeback Mountain - May Nawasak sa Likod ng Bundok ng Tralala/Bumigay sa Bundok
19. The Day of the Dead - Undas
20. Waterworld – Pista ng San Juan
21. There's Something About Mary - May K'wan sa Ano ni Maria
22. Employee of the Month - Ang Sipsip
23. Resident Evil - Ang Biyenan
24. Kill Bill - Kilitiin sa Bilbil
25. The Grudge - Lintik lang ang Walang Ganti
26. Nightmare Before Christmas - Binangungot sa Noche Buena
27. Never Been Kissed - Pangit Kasi
28. Gone in 60 Seconds - 1 Round Lang, Tulog
29. The Fast and the Furious - Ang Bitin, Galit
30. Too Fast, Too Furious - Kapag Sobrang Bitin, Sobrang Galit
31. Dude, Where's My Car - Dong, Anong Level Ulit Tayo Nag-park?
32. Beauty and the Beast - Ang Asawa ko at ang Nanay Nya
33. The Lord of the Rings - Ang Alahero
34. Die Hard - Hindi Mamatay-matay
35. Die Hard, With A Vengeance - Hindi Na Mamatay-matay, Nag-higanti Pa
35. Lost In Space - Mga Tangang Naligaw sa Kalawakan
36. Paycheck - Sweldo
37. What Lies Beneath - Ang Pagsisinungaling sa Ilalim
38. Superman, The Return - Si Superman Bumalik, Naiwanan Ang Brief
39. Cinderella Man - Bading si Cinderella
40. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory - Nag-trabaho si Charlie sa Goya
41. Blade Runner - Magnanakaw ng Labaha
42. Schindler's List - Mga May Utang kay Schindler
43. Men In Black - Mga Lalaking Namatayan
44. X-Men, The Last Stand - Mga Dating Lalaki, Huling Tinayuan
45. Wedding Crashers - Mga Bwiset sa Kasal
46. The Day After Tomorrow - Sa Makalawa
47. Three Men and a Baby - Ang Tatlong Yayo
48. Catch Me If You Can - Habulin Mo 'Ko
49. A Bug's Life - Ang Buhay ng Isang Surot
50. Die Another Day - Mamatay Ka Uli Bukas
51. The Rock - Ang Shabu
52. Jaws - Panga
53. Back to the Future - Sa Likod ng Hinaharap
54. In the Line of Fire - Tumulay ka sa Alambreng may Apoy
55. Saturday Night Fever - Sabado ng Gabi, may Trangkaso
56. Stepmom - Tapakan si Inang
57. Brother Bear - Kuya Oso
58. Police Academy - Paaralan ng Mga Buwaya
59. The English Patient - Ang Pasyenteng Inglesera
60. Man on Fire - Nasusunog na Mama
61. The Horse Whisperer - Ang Tsismoso ng mga Kabayo
62. Dante's Peak - Ang Bumbunan ni Dante
63. Legends of the Fall - Ang Kasaysayan ng mga Lampa
64. The Forgotten - Ewan

Friday, January 25, 2008

La Canción De Mi Corazon

There is the inexplicable uncertainty in life that lingers... it comes and it goes... but it never leaves without a trace of life-changing lessons. What is there? Beyond the trees, in between the mountains of sadness? Will there be hope in sickness and death? Will love find it's way back to you after the so-called long and winding road of finding itself?

I pretend that I'm glad you went away
These four walls closing more every day
And I'm dying inside
And nobody knows it but me
Like a clown I put on a show
The pain is real even if nobody knows
And I'm crying inside
And nobody knows it but me

The need to find thyself--will it ever be a perfect reason, an acceptable reason even, for someone to let you go? Isn't relationships supposed to feel like you're home?

How blue can I get?

You could ask my heart
But like a jigsaw puzzle it's been torn all apart
Billion words couldn't say just how I feel
A million years from now you know I'll be loving you still

Maybe I would, and maybe I will just forget that you ever breathed beside me. But there is an impossibility in the knowledge of forgetting. For when you breathed, you leave an imprint, like an indelible ink that never goes away.

When can my heart beat again
When does the pain ever end
When do the tears stop from running over
When does “you'll get over it” begin
I hear what you're saying
But I swear that it's not making sense
So when can I see you again?

In a month's time, you will leave. Maybe you take with you my heart. But I beg for you to hold it in your palm, be afraid to let it fall and break. For time will only tell if I won't have the courage to take it back from you. If you still do not want it in the future, put it in a little box, cover it in stamps and return it to me. I will understand. Like I always do.

Like I always will.




photo credit: padyak
babyface's nobody knows it but me & when can i see you again

Wednesday, January 23, 2008

from tired to shocked.

went to MOA today with my kids to watch Alvin and the Chipmunks, bought a new webcam, ate at Savory, went online to test said webcam, and then WHAM!!!

ME: Huh?! When?! How?! No freakin' brokeback way!

Heath Ledger is dead.

Hay. How sad.

One thing's for sure, the next Batman is gonna be a hit.

Wednesday, January 16, 2008

bantay nanay 164



yep. there should also be one. that is, if you have Tony and Dale as your children. These two love to "hurt" me, and they thought that it's a kind of "lambing". There were countless times that Ronald would get mad upon seeing marks on my legs. He would ask about them coz he said people might think that he was the one doing it.


The last time was two days ago, and Dale was the culprit. He spanked me a lot eventhough i was telling him to stop already coz it hurts and I was sure that it would have a mark na. And I was right. A big bruise came out after a few hours. Dale was so sad after and kissed it and said he was sorry.

Hay... I dunno. Mom said I should be more firm with my children. That I should spank them from time to time. But I can't find it in myself to do that. I'll take it as long as I can take it. I thought they should be responsible for their actions, that they will learn. They learn naman, yun nga lang, minsan it's a little late already. Yun nga... may malaking pasa na... to my expense.

Anyway, today I accompanied Mom to the hospital. She will undergo a surgery to remove her gall bladder, have gastroscopy and colonoscopy na rin. She asked me to go home for the meantime coz the procedure will be tomorrow at 1pm pa. A lot of doctors came to see her, coz last time she was there, she didn't go through the operation and made "takas" out of the hospital. Now, the doctors were "guarding" her... we, her children, almost chained her to the bed.

She was sooooo kulit, the doctors were all laughing. One even said "Meron pa po ba kayong tanong, kasi palabas na po ako, baka meron pa?" She had gazillions of questions kasi. *hehe*

She wanted me to go home coz her room was only semi-private without a TV and she wants me to watch all the teleseryes from Channel 2 so I can tell her all about it daw tomorrow. God help me. =)

p.s.
my cousin-in-law's work was recognized and was used as a photo for a feature online story. See it here. Congrats, padyak! Gleng-gleng.

Monday, January 14, 2008

the tale of the itchy allergy



When we got home yesterday from a scheduled lunch date with the clan, i found Anton with face rashes across his cheeks. He is very prone to allergies, kasi. The problem is, we can't figure out what he's allergic to. Like yesterday, I asked him what he ate, and he said peanut butter and milo. Eh, he's been taking peanut butter and milo naman dati pa. Grr...


ME: Baby, makati? Kasi wala ka ng medicine, para bibili na ko.

TONY: Hindi naman. We watched TV. Around 9:30, he began asking for food.

TONY: Ma, gutom pa ko. (scratch... scratch...)

ME: (natatawa) pero di makati mukha mo?

TONY: Hindi naman. (scratch... scratch...)

He looked adorable unknowingly scratching his face.
Of course, I got up and bought his medicine na immediately, before it got any worse. Pobresito...

Angels Walk for Autism

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Wednesday, January 09, 2008

okay, this is officially freakishly correct.

Got this from Ian.

You entered: Rachelle Cornejo de los Santos - Santos

There are 32 letters in your name.
Those 32 letters total to 123
There are 12 vowels and 20 consonants in your name.

What your first name means:

FrenchFemaleLamb.

(So, it's Lamb of the Saints. Cool.)

Your number is: 6

The characteristics of #6 are: Responsibility, protection, nurturing, community, balance, sympathy.

The expression or destiny for #6:
The number 6 Expression provides you a truly outstanding sense of responsibility, love, and balance. The 6 is helpful and ever conscientious, making you quite capable of rectifying and balancing any sort of inharmonious situation. You are a person very much inclined to give help and comfort to those in need. You have a natural penchant for working with the old, the young, the sick, or the underprivileged. Although you may have considerable creative and artistic talents, the chances are that you will devote yourself to an occupation that shows concern for the betterment of the community.

The positive side of the number 6 suggests that you are very loving, friendly, and appreciative of others. You have a depth of understanding that produces much sympathetic, kindness, and generosity. The qualities of the 6 make the finest and most concerned parent and one often deeply involved in domestic activities. Openness and honesty is apparent in your approach to all relationships.

If there is an excess of the number 6 in your makeup, you may exhibit some of the negative traits associated with this number. There may be a tendency for you to be too exacting and demanding of yourself. In this regard, you may at times sacrifice yourself (or your loved ones) for the welfare of others. In some cases, the over zealous 6 has difficulty distinguishing helping from interfering. You may have difficulty expressing your own individuality, because of involvement with responsibilities and causes. Like all with the Expression of the number 6, it's quite likely that you worry much too much.

Your Soul Urge number is: 8

A Soul Urge number of 8 means:
With an 8 soul urge, you have a natural flair for big business and the challenges imposed by the commercial world. Power, status and success are very important to you. You have strong urges to supervise, organize and lead. Material desires are also very pronounced. You have good executive abilities, and with these, confidence, energy and ambition.

Your mind is analytical and judgment sound; you're a good judge of material values and also human character. Self-controlled, you rarely let emotions cloud judgment. You are somewhat of an organizer at heart, and you like to keep those beneath you organized and on a proper track. This is a personality that wants to lead, not follow. You want to be known for your planning ability and solid judgment.

The negative aspects of the 8 soul urge are the often dominating and exacting attitude. You may have a tendency to be very rigid, sometimes stubborn.

Your Inner Dream number is: 7

An Inner Dream number of 7 means:
You dream of having the opportunity to read, study, and shut yourself off from worldly distractions. You can see yourself as a teacher, mystic, or ecclesiastic, spending your life in the pursuit of knowledge and learning.

Monday, January 07, 2008

12th National Autism Consciousness Week Activities

DATE

ACTIVITY

VENUE

SPONSOR ORGANIZATION

Jan. 20 (Sun. 8-9 AM)

Eucharistic Celebration

NBN Studio Channel 4

Phil. Information Agency, ASP Nat’l.

Jan. 21 (Mon. 8-9AM)

Discussion on Autism during Flag Ceremonies of National Government Agencies and Local Gov’t. Units

Respective Government Agencies and LGUs

Respective Government Agencies and LGU

Jan. 22 (Tue. 7AM-5PM)

(1-4PM)

Educational Trip to ASP Laguna

Autism Lecture

Paete, Los Baños and Calamba

DepEd Conference Ctr.

Poblacion, Muntinlupa

ASP National, DOTC and ASP Laguna Chapter

ASP Metro South Chapter

Jan. 23 (Wed. 9AM-2PM)

On The Spot Painting Contest

DENR Conference Rm.,

Visayas Ave., Q.C.

DepEd, DENR and House of Representatives

Jan. 24 (Thur.1-5 PM)

Lecture-Forum on Autism

Council for the Welfare of Children (CWC) Conference Room

CWC and NCWDP

Jan. 25 (Fri. AM -4PM)

(8AM-4PM) 2 Showings

Libreng Therapy

Alyana Film Showing

Lagro Elementary School

Ateneo de Zamboanga Audio-Visual Rm.

ASP, DOTC and ASP Lagro and Diliman Chapters

ASP Zamboanga City Chapter

Jan. 26 (Sat.) 9AM-12NN)

(1-5PM)

(8AM-4PM) 2 Showings

Film Showing on "Rapid Prompting Method"

Family Support Group Mtg

Alyana Film Showing

Asian Social Institute, Malate, Manila

ASP National Office

Ateneo de Zamboanga Audio-Visual Rm.

ASP National Office

ASP National

ASP Zamboanga City Chapter

Jan. 21-27 (Mon.-Sun 5AM-9PM)

Free Rides at MRT and LRT (To be confirmed)

Hanging of Autism Celebration Streamers

Media Blitz

MRT and LRT

Respective Offices

Respective Media Outlets

Dept. of Transportation and Communication

Respective Organization

PIA and ASP National Office

Jan. 27(Sun 6:00-9:00AM)

Eucharistic Celebration and

Angels Walk for Autism

Liwasang Aurora, QC Circle, Quezon City

ASP, DILG and DOTC

Jan. 30 (Wed. 9:00AM-7:00PM ) 3 Showings

Alyana Film Showing

JVR Hall, Capitol Cmpd. , Puerto Princesa

ASP Puerto Princesa City Chapter

Sunday, January 06, 2008

gratitude....



i have been wondering where all the guys that go and those that immediately ask me if "i've got cam" came from... see the picture above? that's me, acting the word "shocked." i've been receiving a minimum of 2 messages a day. and i mean, everyday! i have been frowning at the thought that my identity has been compromised. yeah, right. as if i was hiding or anything.

until one man, sent me an email. a very interesting email, i might add. and he mentioned my blog. it made me think. and it made me look at my stats. Aba. 2,670 visitors. marami-rami na rin. And I never thought that a lot of them have been really reading my stuff. How did I know? I forgot I had a tracker. hehe. So, I checked my stats.

A lot of page views, but there were definitely a handful of visitors who really took the time out to read. An hour. Two. Sometimes exiting to my archives. And then, there were a lot who exited through my yahoo link.

that's when i said "i had a dog, and his name was BINGO!"


So, that's where they all came from.

It's a little ironic that my readers mostly came from the States, and just a fraction came from here. I guess I am such a bore according to my fellow Filipinos. anyhoo...


To the guy from Long Beach, I hope you're not my silly cousin who likes to play--thank you.

To everyone in some school in LA, kisses to you, little kids, or big ones, maybe your teachers, i'm not sure. Please don't do drugs.

To you San Diego guy, whoever
you are. Yeah, i think you're one person coz you have the same IP address, who made 5 visits in one day.
To someone from Sinai in Baltimore, check on your patient, please.

And to everyone else, coz I couldn't remember where you all came from, a super THANKS.


I didn't know that I could reach that many people even in a small way. I hope that I didn't bore all of you with too much information about myself. It has been a blast receiving words of encouragement, promises of a dream vacation in Italy, Dubai, and all the Asian countries, including my own. Being called sexy, pretty, beautiful, wonderful, etc. are so well-appreciated. Yes, some, well, most have been seriously perverted (remind me to take off my yahoo link), but thank you just the same. I am sorry that I do not reply to your messages.


To be honest, when your email address contains any of the words HOT, DADDY, MOMMA, LONG, STICK, 69, GENETICIST, or anything related to the word RAPE, please, do not waste your time to send me messages. Especially if the first thing that jumps out from your keyboard is "hey. do you have cam?". My ignore list is getting too long.


I am open to friendships ONLY. I just have to make that clear to everyone. The things I previously wrote are (or so i thought they were) literary pieces and not advertisements. I am very sorry for the misunderstanding.

Again, THANK YOU, for the kind people who reads my stuff. God bless you.

Saturday, January 05, 2008

Abo-rido (by Romi)

read this from Romi's blog. galing talaga niya magsulat. it was super funny! share ko sa inyo ang kagalingan nitong dati kong supervisor *claps*:

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Hindi matigil si Pussy sa kakatawa sa last paragraph ng huling entry. Hindi maubos ang laugh trip sa mental image ng itatapon lang sa basura ang abo ng namatay. Sana raw, kung ganun din lang, tinadtad na lang ang bangkay at tinapon sa kung saan.
Pero dahil innovation ay a company value, nag evolve ang usapan sa ano nga ba ang puwedeng gawin sa abo ng isang na-cremate aside from ilagay sa banga at tirikan ng kandila paminsan-minsan? Kung ikaw ang na-cremate, pano mo gagawing kapaki-pakinabang ang huling alaala mo sa earth?
Puwedeng:
Mamimigay ang mga naulila ng remembrance sa lahat ng umattend ng cremation. Kung sa kasal o binyag, mga scented candle, bells, etc ang pinamimigay, dito, hourglass. Abo mo ang nasa loob. Hindi ka malilimutan tuwing may maglalaro ng word boggle.
Ibenta ka sa palengke. Ihahalo sa paminta, pamparami. Pinong pino ka tsong, walang sabit sa ipin basta kahalo ka ng pamintang durog. Sasabihin ng kumakain, ayos tong paminta ah. Deadly.
Alam mo ba ang emery bag? Yung mga hugis kamatis, mansanas, kalabasa, manika na tusukan ng karayom? Minsan kutson ang laman nun. Minsan, buhangin na pinong-pino. Yun ang role ng abo mo. Palaman ng emery bag.
(Contributed by Pussy): Kung summer ka namatay, magbilin sa kaanak. Ang abo ay idodonate sa simbahan. Isasahog ka sa main attraction ng ash Wednesday. Sisikat ka. Makakadikitang-noo mo ang class A-B-C-D-E. Titingalain ka ng lahat. Hindi ka na anonymous. Kitang-kita ka.
Kung gusto mo subukin ang loyalty ng mga kaibigan mong bakla, babae at tomboy. Ihahalo ka sa olive oil at glitters. Eyeshadow ka nila. Multuhin ang tatanggi. Walang kuwentang kaibigan.
Wag lang sana mapunta ang abo mo sa mga kaaway mong bakla, babae at tomboy. Ihahalo ka nila sa lotion. Gagawin kang foot scrub formula. Kabog ka. Or kung maitim kilikili nila at hindi pa sila handang sumuko na mamamatay na silang maitim ang kilikili, ihahalo ka sa Virgin Coconut Oil at ipangkikiskis sa kilikili.
(Contributed by Pussy) Wag ka rin sanang mapunta sa mga kaaway mong health conscious. Extender ka ng fibrosine, pantanggal libag sa bituka at dekorasyon ka sa tae (isipin mo na lang, candy sprinkle ka sa rocky road).
Malapit ba sa puso mo ang mga public school? Idonate ang abo. Ihahalo sa tinta. Malaking tulong ka sa pagmimeograph ng test paper para sa periodical exams.
Mas magiging kaiga-igaya ang home-made gravy when you're all over the surface. Mukhang KFC. So sa kusina ka dapat nakalagay.
Kelan ka huling nagpa oral prophylaxis? May solution dun na parang powdery ang feeling. Parang scrub powder pero pang-ipin. Ang konsepto, nai-is-is ang ipin. Ikaw ang susi sa kalinisan ng ngipin ng kabataan. Kahit sa mga baryo. Magdadala ang Colgate ng isang kahong supply, ihahalo ka, at isang baranggay na ang malilinisan nila ng ipin.
Nakakatawa at nakakapagod isipin diba? Kaya babalik tayo sa una kong proposition. Ang abo ay diretso sa basura.

To clarify...


What i wrote earlier does not mean that i am sad about what Dale said. I wrote that as a literary piece. But, if you are going to ask me, I AM DELIRIOUSLY HAPPY. It only means one thing to me--Dale is feeling and thinking like a normal child. Like everyone else.


For the longest time, I did not think that it matters to him. And now, he brings me tears, pain, realization and discovery.

It made me cry buckets of happy tears.

Hooray for Dale!

Thursday, January 03, 2008

realization and understanding....


Earlier, Dale and I were lying on the bed and he began
asking me questions about a very old stuffed toy I have.

"Where did Garfield come from?" he asked while he played with it.

"Daddy gave that to me when he was just my boyfriend. When we were teenagers."

What came next was never expected. Dale, my son who was diagnosed as having autism at age 3, began crying.

"That means love, mommy!" I turned around at the sound of his distressed voice.

"Yes. Why are you crying?" I asked him, surprised and concerned at the same time.

"You said Daddy gave you this when you were boyfriends. It means Daddy loves you!
Then what happened? Did you love Daddy?" he asked, looking at Garfield intently.

"Yes."

"Oh. So, it's him." he said matter-of-factly as he began wiping away his tears. "Don't worry, Mommy. I will talk to Daddy."

I dare not ask him what he meant by "it's him," I felt so vulnerable, I don't even know how to react to all of it.

"And what will you tell him?" I asked curiously.

"I'll tell him to take you back." and with that, he smiled at me. A smile that will make you believe in the possibility of happy-ever-afters.

If only I can bring myself to smile back.