parallax error

Try pointing one finger at an object that’s a few meters away from you, say a wall clock. Then cover one eye at a time. Which one focused exactly? There should only be one. If you used your finger on your right hand, the eye that gives the right focus should be the left one (that means, the right eye is shut) and vice versa
What explains this? its something called parallax error – an optical illusion of some sort.

My grad school prof who seems to know a little of so many things told us this including the fact that employment at IRRI (dedicated to irrigation research, among other things) pays well (surprising for a government agency).

TGIF and the cast

Sitting-under-the-sun left after lunch, no clues as to why. she's smiling nowadays..no clues either. The muse is looking not so busy these days --- that’s news, news, news! So is child-meets-piolo, no room for panic right now and she’s happy with her CDs and flosssss! human-breathing-songs is the opposite of the muse, no song heard from her in the last few hours and the guy-in-striped shirt has been waiting for the same number of hours human-breathing-songs has been quiet – spell b-u-s-y. in spite of that, how can this day go wrong when mr. right just gave her a ring? Wink, wink :)

There’s no telling what’s instore for everyone tonite --- Friday. Still TGIF! hapi weekend! ;)

Griffin and Sabine

Have you come across this book?
If not, do read.
It’s a mysterious love story between two people who have not seen each other but have fallen deeply in love and only through postcards.
Its pricey so I ended up reading it right there at Powerbooks.
Some things you can have for free. hehe

birthdays! birthdays!

To the first would-be bride in the group and the least “techie” of us all (who may not see this anyway hehe), blowinbubbles, is this year’s birthday your last before the big day’?

To poisonivy, you made the right choice in coming back, there is no better place to celebrate birthdays than right here --- your home… where you have friends you can easily invite over for a treat hehe

To knickknacks who makes friendships worth fighting for, since when did you think manila is just a downtown-distance away from naga hehe
see you again this weekend!

Happy birthday to you all !!! wish you more of the good things in life =)

me, my aging and 1st day of school

These past few days, I’ve been doing a presentation on market trends and interestingly, there is a market waiting to be tapped among those age 50 and above. There is an aging population ready to spend just to look young and feel good.

Yesterday, Wednesday while I rested my fingertips on the keyboard, it dawned on me that the other day, Tuesday was supposedly my 1st day of school. I just missed it.
All these stuff about aging...

so anyway, about me, aging and going to school, i feel that i have to go to school now or I may soon forget and they say that the learning curve becomes less steeper as you get old. now i do not know how to reconcile that with me forgetting so soon when im still not too old.. i would like to believe that, that particular 'forgetting moment' was the exception, just that and not me the person hehe!

no more slots open for rcbc

pilit akong inilalayo ng tadhana sa makati
maging sa hanapbuhay o sa eskwela..

subject: no entry no id 101
heartonsleeve, who accompanied me to enroll in what so happens to be her dear alma mater wasn’t allowed entry becoz she had no id. So she had to wait for me for about an hour and a half in the gate while i desperately had to juggle my way thru the campus, the campus was small but every door and hallway looks the same – a labyrinth!
Heartonsleeve, says she didn’t mind waiting coz the sight was ‘good’:)
nevertheless, grazie!!!
You deserve someone more than just a ‘drummer looking for bandmates’! oh,but if he turns out to be somebody, looking for something more, you may want to consider :)

I couldn’t hold it up any longer, so I gobbled down on it while strolling in the mall (so much for etiquette hehe). Flosssss! its one of breadtalk’s bestsellers. Located in g4 where Pazzo used to be, Breadtalk is the newest talk of the town –(to borrow fortywink’s term) delicioso!

up on the roof
When this old world starts getting me down
And people are just too much for me to face
I climb way up to the top of the stairs
And all my cares just drift right into space
On the roof, it's peaceful as can be
And there the world below can't bother me
Let me tell you now

When I come home feelin' tired and beat
I go up where the air is fresh and sweet
I get away from the hustling crowd
And all that rat-race noise down in the street
On the roof, the only place I know
Where you just have to wish to make it so
Let's go up on the roof

At night the stars put on a show for free
And, darling, you can share it all with me

I keep a-tellin' you

Right smack dab in the middle of town
I've found a paradise that's trouble proof (up on the roof)
And if this world starts getting you down
There's room enough for two
Up on the roof

d, thanks for bein up on the roof with me, hapi third :)

If you can’t enjoy TGIFs becoz of Saturday work, worry not coz there are things on a Friday night that can more than make up for an early Saturday work such as these…

Chicken and shrimp Diablo pasta
Cajun chicken fingers with fries
A free shot of german tequila (?)
Marjolaine cake
A sip of mocha fredoccino
a precious gift from winespirits
and the company of 5 shoelaces plus one

TGIF! :)

may 21st
hideandseek, you are exactly the opposite of your name coz you seem to be everywhere and you are seen everywhere… in imus cavite.. baguio..makati..puerto galera… blogspot and now in boracay...
hope to catch you soon.. for your treat hehe
Happy birthday! :)

im beginning to miss
her tiny pair of hands
her little ahhs
her burps, her sobs
her tickling laughter
her big and lovely eyes
and how tender it stares
her two front teeth
and how hard it bites(ouch!)
her name is mary jean louise
but we call her jenny for short
she's the home's bundle of joy
my niece
my cute little angel :)

before i always see him as a piece of a puzzle that just wont fit in. i didnt know if it was the right piece to begin with or i just got entirely lost in the puzzle. but one day i decided to drop it. we parted ways. we lost contact.

two days ago, we just spoke. it was his mom's bday and for old times' sake, i refused the lure of indifference and sent my greetings thru text. he rang to say hello. his mom says thank you and invited me to come over. asked how he was, he told me that he's leaving for the US for good. i was surprised and he sounded really excited that i couldnt help but be excited for him too. he was doing it finally. he says he will miss home and everything tied to it including me. he's finally chasing his dreams or something close to it. the day would be the 27th of this month. im happy for him. Truly happy :)

and im happy for myself too. finally, im seeing it, i can piece together the puzzle and im seeing that the piece just fits right. thank you po Lord :)

May 17th
Many years back
This day was
my lola’s bday
my aunt’s bday

Not so long ago
It too became
a friend’s bday

A year ago,
It also became
my niece’s birthday

This year
its altogether
my lola’s birthday
my aunt’s birthday
a friend’s birthday
and my niece’s birthday

all falling on
the beautiful 17th of May
Monday and surprisingly stormy!
happy birthday friend, lola, tidin, and my dear jenny!:)

surprises for the day
a helping hand from an officemate who made life easier for me (and for everyone else’s)
no reprimand from my boss over a long-overdue project
a reliable printer which printed all my 87 slides successfully (which took me half a day to download)
tuna over breakfast (my fave)
a call from a long-lost friend
an almost-done econ update
and a time to blog hehe!

Said a co-trader-turned-dear friend (a.k.a dippin dots):
live on surprises not on expectations
happy weekend! :)

tuesday.
born on may 11th
around the time of "the corrs"
life of the party.
timid and quiet except..
when awake.
the best energy drink-sub!
hehe

a week without tuesday is unimaginable
so is life without you
belated hapi burppday
tuesday!!!

rainbow.
take a little time baby
see the butterfly's colors
listen to the birds
that were sent to sing
for me and you
can you hear me?
this is such a wonderful place to be
even if there is pain now
everything will be alright
for as long as the world still turns
there will be night and day
can you believe?
there's a rainbow
always after the rain

after my "patriot days" ill never listen to this song the same way again. beautiful song.
way to go south border! :)

Stuck in a moment.
fortywinks found herself in legarda at 4am.
winespirits, along calauag quezon.
me, at cubao qc.
fortywinks should have been in cubao.
winespirits in alabang.
me in makati.
all on the early morn of may 11.
stuck but for a moment=)

fortywinks, yesterday i know you'd wish to be stuck in the day hehe hapi anniv!
winespirits, don't get stuck in this moment that we're about to lose the battle, there are other battlegrounds
same goes out for me
in the meantime (winespirits), i can see other moments that are worth stucking in, say for instance jay r. and chem hehe

Patriot.
I never considered myself a patriot. Filipino was the subject that I could fail. Tagalog movies and OPM rarely appealed to my taste. My reading the dailies was not meant to care but was merely a part of that “slightly economist upbringing” I had. And even if it merited the headlines, the country’s political affairs were the least of my concerns.

The last few days, I jolted out of myself. I was eager and defiant about saving the country. I was tearfully frustrated at some people’s loose thinking of choosing their leaders. I was dismayed to mad at how scarred idealism was. On the one hand, I was fighting the urge to give up. I was hopeful and idealistic and brave. For the first time in my life, I felt how it is to stand for something or someone you believe in. Even if the bandwagon believes otherwise, I didn’t shrink, I stayed afloat.

Yesterday, reality was starting to sink in --- uggh! Very cruel --- how easily reality can just throw away everything. I’m yielding to reality but my belief.

For now, I’m just glad that even for just a few days, I became a patriot somehow. Until then.

BIG FISH.
edward bloom meets sandra templeton.
“They say when you meet the love of your life, time stops and its true” - edward bloom

son begins to learn that extraordinary things can in fact happen, that fairy tales can exist...that there are things in life that we'll always find hard to believe.. even when its being told by someone who cannot betray us with the truth..

could it be that life is sometimes too good to be true or have we become too cynic to believe that too-good things can still come true?
glad that i am only halfway-cynic and that i still would like to believe in that time-stopping moment that edward bloom claims to be true..

Crossroads.

I am.
Choose no place to go.
Just linger on the couch.
Maybe tomorrow or a few hours later,
Something will point to one direction.
Let’s see.

My country is.
Choose no place to go
Just linger on the couch.
Maybe the 10th of May,
Something will point to one direction.
Let’s see.

They say when you know exactly what’s going to happen, you rarely look forward to it. That’s why we show up late for meetings or appointments, we dread routines, and there’s hardly any anticipation for school or work. The element of certainty makes anything mundane. I guess what “joey” said about uncertainty being the thrill of any experience is true.

Schooled and trained in the area of finance, I never thought I was going to get into a different industry. Research and product development. What was I to know? First, I had nothing to show for it. Clueless.

Nike’s swoosh says “just do it” So I did. Never mind how uncertain the days to follow are. Found solace in the thrill. But to begin with, wasn’t exactly that, that got me here?

The thrill of uncertainty. But for how long? Maybe not long enough.

Until then, I’ll just have to cross my fingers, maybe then, uncertainty will find me again.

no plans
I can’t recall an instance where I actually planned and saw that plan gradually come to life. Except for short weekend trips and craved-for shoes or tops, planning to me is alien.

What has been in my life and what is, were all part of what I considered impulse decisions. They did not form part of an exquisite road map that consists of clear-cut directions or signs. They were merely the most convenient and logical decisions to make at the time. Sort of a to-do list, have you done yours today?

My photoframed image of Van Gogh’s painting given by a dear friend was sitting on the floor for two days, thinking it was just one of the rental bills.

The green mango I so eagerly demanded and happened to be left-over from an out-of-town trip turned a bit yellowish to rotten after being untouched for a week.

I crave for a thing and when I finally get it, ends up unnoticed. Then I crave for another one and who knows if the same thing happens. The reverse cycle of irony is that, something or someone seems so dear but as soon as its gone, that’s when the real price surfaces. True for me too.