Saturday, December 31, 2005

2005, exit to the left

This has been a pretty good year. I think.

Between dropping, doing,
finishing, and passing the thesis, meeting my idol Neil Gaiman, looking for a job, finding a job, graduating from college, starting this blog, lamely trying to attack the church, going to Boracay for the first time, being a tennis fan, and basically maintaining my ineptitude in writing, making music and playing tennis...

Yeah, this year was better than ok. (I hope you didn't notice how narcissistic this post was)



Happy New Year everybody!
Here's to hoping that 2006 > 2005

Sunday, December 25, 2005

The Greatest Show in the World (not involving Annoying Celebrities, Maltreated Animals, and Grubby Politicians!)


This show will kick major ass for sure, so haul your family and friends over to The Esplanade(located right in front the SM Mall of Asia, inside the Bay City Central Business Park, in the City of Pasay)!!!

If you haven't figured it out yet, it's a fireworks competition between 9 countries (not including the host country Philippines), and it'll go on for five nights from Dec 26 to Dec 30. So grab some popcorn, sit back and watch the sky over Manila Bay go boom.

Click on the link above (or here) for more details =)

Friday, December 23, 2005

Merry Christmas!

Maligayang Pasko at Maligo kayo sa Bagong Taon!

Sunday, December 11, 2005

My parents left for Lucena late this morning to visit my Grandfather (my Mom's Father) who was in the hospital.

Just a few minutes ago I got a call from my Dad, and he had bad news to tell.

My Grandfather passed away earlier today.

All of us in the family fondly called him Itay. Our family holds our reunion once a year, on Holy Week every Black Saturday until Easter Sunday. The last time I saw Itay was in our last family reunion. Although he wasn't at top health back then, he was still all smiles and very much energetic. And even though he succumbed to various illnesses, I will always remember him as that energetic man who welcomed us every year as we visited his house in the middle of the ricefields.

I am writing this in honor of Itay.

You will be missed on this space.