The concerns over the devastating typhoon in the Philippines is all over my Facebook newsfeed. Although I am enjoying sunny California weather as I write this entry, I am not oblivious to the situation in my home country. Growing up in Manila, typhoons and floods have left a frightening impression on me. Yes, I know what its like.
Before I go any further, I would like to ask my readers to excuse my honesty. This blog is for me to express my opinion and this is what I am doing.
Its been four years since I left the Philippines. Ever since then, it has been my observation that concern towards national issues have only been addressed by the general public whenever catastrophic typhoons are in season. For example, there was a lot of hype when typhoons like Milenyo, Domeng, and Sendong hit the Philippines a few years back. Year after year, the prompt response of students and other citizens to provide and distribute donations became the country's most reliable means to aid those who were most devastated by the disasters. It seems to me that it is only when a bad storm hits that the act of "lending a hand" gets associated with patriotism in the Philippines. With this in mind, my point is simple: does it really take a typhoon to remind the Philippines of its national crisis?
I left Manila because I wanted to learn more about the world, but ironically the longer I was away from the Philippines the more I learned about the country. Because majority of the research that I conduct for university is on the Philippines, I suddenly found myself more and more interested in the country's economic history, agriculture, and power structures. As a result, I was able to understand some of the reasons as to why the Philippines became what it is today. I am sharing this bit of my academic life because I'd like you to know that the more I learned about the Philippines, the more angry and disappointed I became.
I was angry because it seemed to me that no one cared. No one understood. And most importantly, no one wanted to know the same things I was learning. I am referring to the general public. In the Philippines, there is a national crisis everyday. You see poverty everyday. There are hungry children everyday. But what do we Filipinos choose to invest our time on? Advertising? Media? Fashion? Corporation? I feel disheartened because it seems to me that in the Philippines, people ignore basic human security issues like food, shelter, and inequality everyday in their lives. Moreover, the fact that many of the country's youth have chosen to displace themselves from gaining any interest in resolving the country's problems is a troubling situation. In my humble opinion, I think that the admiration of superficiality has distracted and created a saturated Filipino nation that remains unmoved by the poverty that surrounds it. That to me, is a big problem.
I wrote this entry because it makes me sad that people only begin to show concern when there is a natural disaster happening. Listen, I am not saying that you should abandon your current lifestyle of enjoying pinterest and fashion, or that you should brood over the country's problem at all times... no, that is not what I am saying. All I wish to do is to remind every Filipino out there that the Philippines is in a national crisis everyday.
It shouldn't have to be a typhoon to remind you.
And to those who do not fit the "saturated-like" description I have mentioned above... to the Filipinos who are dedicated in improving human security issues in the country. To you I say, I am proud.
Nica
August 6, 2012
July 30, 2012
Panties
I saw this at the mall the other day.
Okay, first of all, 17 countries? Is that a requirement for these panties to last two weeks? What if I only visited 13? The panties wont last? What if 16? I really am wondering if theres someone monitoring my travels when I have these panties on. And who the hell came up with the number 17 anyway?! Why not 2 countries, because its more appropriate. Better yet, why not just 1.
So many questions, I know, but seeing things like this up market shelves really intrigues me. I mean, think about it... Someone thought of this idea, proposed it, got an approval, came up with a prototype, and BAM!... its for sale. If something like this is marketable then I guess anything can.
If you are considering to buy these panties in the future, I suggest you pick at least SEVEN that are already in your closet and bring them with you on your travels.
Mind you, the panties cost $20.
Okay, first of all, 17 countries? Is that a requirement for these panties to last two weeks? What if I only visited 13? The panties wont last? What if 16? I really am wondering if theres someone monitoring my travels when I have these panties on. And who the hell came up with the number 17 anyway?! Why not 2 countries, because its more appropriate. Better yet, why not just 1.
So many questions, I know, but seeing things like this up market shelves really intrigues me. I mean, think about it... Someone thought of this idea, proposed it, got an approval, came up with a prototype, and BAM!... its for sale. If something like this is marketable then I guess anything can.
If you are considering to buy these panties in the future, I suggest you pick at least SEVEN that are already in your closet and bring them with you on your travels.
Mind you, the panties cost $20.
June 8, 2012
Hello world!
I decided that I will no longer be shy to blog again. I started Pandesal ni Nica in 2008 with the intention of writing about my life as a college student in California coming from Manila. Back then, I wrote about personal experiences and funny stories I thought were entertaining. In the midst of it all, many things happened in my life and the seriousness of my academics prevented me from continuing my blog.
At the present, I find no excuse to keep silent. The rich knowledge that I have gained from university combined with the humbling experience of mopping floors at a coffee shop are, I think, worthy to share. I envision this blog as an alternative to the usual media-oriented website that promotes superficial messages. I will not dress in fancy clothes and take pictures of myself. Instead, I will tell you stories of the world... its history, conflicts, peace, and nature.
I began this blog in 2008 by describing myself as a "17 year old collge student who enjoys writing 3 liner poems called Haikus. I love to laugh at my creature like friends, east sushi, lick on soft served ice cream, and watch discovery channel."
Such introduction is still true; however, I see myself as an even bigger lover of life today. I hope that after reading my blog, you will be too.
Nica :)
I decided that I will no longer be shy to blog again. I started Pandesal ni Nica in 2008 with the intention of writing about my life as a college student in California coming from Manila. Back then, I wrote about personal experiences and funny stories I thought were entertaining. In the midst of it all, many things happened in my life and the seriousness of my academics prevented me from continuing my blog.
At the present, I find no excuse to keep silent. The rich knowledge that I have gained from university combined with the humbling experience of mopping floors at a coffee shop are, I think, worthy to share. I envision this blog as an alternative to the usual media-oriented website that promotes superficial messages. I will not dress in fancy clothes and take pictures of myself. Instead, I will tell you stories of the world... its history, conflicts, peace, and nature.
I began this blog in 2008 by describing myself as a "17 year old collge student who enjoys writing 3 liner poems called Haikus. I love to laugh at my creature like friends, east sushi, lick on soft served ice cream, and watch discovery channel."
Such introduction is still true; however, I see myself as an even bigger lover of life today. I hope that after reading my blog, you will be too.
Nica :)
September 11, 2008
Well, hello again.
Waiter: May I take your order?
Me: Oh yes... I'll have the lasagna please.
Waiter: Okay, good. Would you like SUPER SALAD with that?
Me: uuhhm... what?! Super salad?
Waiter: Yes, super salad.
Me: What's a super salad?
Waiter: It depends.It depends on what you want.
Me: Wtf?
1 second
2 seconds
3 seconds
4 seconds.
5
6
7...
30 freaking seconds.
Me: OOOOOHHHHHHHH. Would I like SOUP or SALAD!!!
Waiter: I just asked you that.
Me: Sorry, you have a funny accent. I cant understand.
Waiter: Well?!?
Me: Oh, none thank you.
Then he left. Aw.
You know, it's been so long since I've last blogged. I'm back!
Anyways, things have been okay with me, I guess. School's been keeping me real busy. My first english essay was due last week. I stayed up until 3am for several nights trying to finish that darn thing. I'm sooo glad its over. My oceanography class is getting tougher. Were now classifying sediments that have fancy scientific names. It's actually pretty interesting and fun. Some of the schools athletes are in that class and theyre so freaking funny. Journalism is just all talk. We've never opened the book or discuss anything in it. All we do is talk about the news, politics, more politics, russia, balh blah blah. I honestly dont know how I'm getting graded for that class. Last but not the least, HISTORY. holy smokes.
THAT.CLASS.IS.SO.DARN.BORING.
The teacher gets a lot of the information wrong and he seriously looks like santa claus with shorter beard and huge dorky glasses. It's a good thing I like the subject. I enjoy the reading so much more than the lecture. Honestly, it feels like pinoy classes all over again. I cant get over it. Its that bad.
Pictures of my new friends are to be posted real soon.
MABUHAY!
Nica :)
Me: Oh yes... I'll have the lasagna please.
Waiter: Okay, good. Would you like SUPER SALAD with that?
Me: uuhhm... what?! Super salad?
Waiter: Yes, super salad.
Me: What's a super salad?
Waiter: It depends.It depends on what you want.
Me: Wtf?
1 second
2 seconds
3 seconds
4 seconds.
5
6
7...
30 freaking seconds.
Me: OOOOOHHHHHHHH. Would I like SOUP or SALAD!!!
Waiter: I just asked you that.
Me: Sorry, you have a funny accent. I cant understand.
Waiter: Well?!?
Me: Oh, none thank you.
Then he left. Aw.
You know, it's been so long since I've last blogged. I'm back!
Anyways, things have been okay with me, I guess. School's been keeping me real busy. My first english essay was due last week. I stayed up until 3am for several nights trying to finish that darn thing. I'm sooo glad its over. My oceanography class is getting tougher. Were now classifying sediments that have fancy scientific names. It's actually pretty interesting and fun. Some of the schools athletes are in that class and theyre so freaking funny. Journalism is just all talk. We've never opened the book or discuss anything in it. All we do is talk about the news, politics, more politics, russia, balh blah blah. I honestly dont know how I'm getting graded for that class. Last but not the least, HISTORY. holy smokes.
THAT.CLASS.IS.SO.DARN.BORING.
The teacher gets a lot of the information wrong and he seriously looks like santa claus with shorter beard and huge dorky glasses. It's a good thing I like the subject. I enjoy the reading so much more than the lecture. Honestly, it feels like pinoy classes all over again. I cant get over it. Its that bad.
Pictures of my new friends are to be posted real soon.
MABUHAY!
Nica :)
September 4, 2008
I want to go home.
I wish I was there. Thanks for remembering me during the trip.
I miss you guys so much.
August 28, 2008
TGIF. Again.
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But moving on.
Tomorrow is a friday.
Another lonely friday.
A friday alone.
I cant take it anymore.
I shall do something.
Like go to the mall maybe?
Wtf.
Alone?
Not alone.
Please not alone.
Dear lord, please not alone.
Give me someone to go with naman.
Fridays should be good.
But its not.
If I was home it would be.
It would be good.
I mean, I do have new friends.
But.
but.
but.
You know.
Its just not like that.
I have no one to laugh hard with.
I have no one to play the harmonica for.
I dont have my Ikat.
I dont have my animal, my paula.
I dont have a cheska to laugh at.
I dont have a sabel to pick on.
I dont have a loupo to hurt.
I dont have an auti to call.
I dont have paulina to call ipis.
I dont have a gel to hug.
I dont have an ange to give me cup cakes.
I dont have a kate to be mean to.
I dont have a cara to make fun of.
I dont have an erin to turn to.
I dont have a therese to call pringgols.
I dont have my IV-2.
I dont have my batch.
I miss so many things.
I miss so many people.
People here are so different.
Sometimes different is good.
But this time.
I think.
I think, its just fine.
Here's to tomorrow.
To friday.
To my lonely friday.
Nica
August 23, 2008
TGIF?
I was at work today.
One of my favorite elder co-workers, Alan, asked me an interesting question.
Alan: So, did you stay up all night last night? It was a friday. Did you go out? Were you on a date?
Nica: Uhm. No. I stayed home and studied.
Alan: But why?
Nica: I also dont know.
Mahirap magkadate ngayon noh. Shit. Shit talaga.
I'm just being a teenager,
Nica
One of my favorite elder co-workers, Alan, asked me an interesting question.
Alan: So, did you stay up all night last night? It was a friday. Did you go out? Were you on a date?
Nica: Uhm. No. I stayed home and studied.
Alan: But why?
Nica: I also dont know.
Mahirap magkadate ngayon noh. Shit. Shit talaga.
I'm just being a teenager,
Nica
August 13, 2008
Kotse
The weirdest thing happened to me at work 2 days ago.
I heleped an old lady out with her groceries. I took her to her car because she physically incapable of lifting her purchases. She was using an electrical cart [the one you drive around]. I was so excited because that only meant that I had to drive it back in! So there I was, standing infront of her car. She handed me her car keys and told me to open the door for her [she was still sitting on the cart, you see].
Okay listen. IT TOOK ME FIVE FREAKING MINUTES TO TRY AND OPEN THAT CAR DOOR OKAY. I was so embarassed. I really couldnt open it. After another 3 long minutes had, ANOTHER old lady came out of the grocery staring at us. She was glaring at me. For some odd reason.
Then she says 'Hey! Thats MY car!!!'
WHAT.THE.FUCK. That was all I could think of. I looked at the lady I was helping and in my head I was thinking 'Doesnt this woman know her own car? I MEAN WTF?!?!?!'
Me: Omg I'm so sorry! I didnt mean to try and open your car!
Forgetful old lady: I thought it was my car! I'm sorry too.
Old lady 2: Oh! Well, its fine I guess. That happened to me too before, you know.
HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW YOUR OWN CAR? Psh.
So blah blah blah blah, I took the lady to her car, the correct one. It was right next to the car we thought was hers. And let me tell you, her vehicle was so different from the other one. Different color, different type, different everything.
Really. Wtf?
In the Philippines this wouldnt be a problem. Why? Because manong driver is always there to spot your car and fetch it for you. Haaayyyyy.
Naglilingkod,
Nica
I heleped an old lady out with her groceries. I took her to her car because she physically incapable of lifting her purchases. She was using an electrical cart [the one you drive around]. I was so excited because that only meant that I had to drive it back in! So there I was, standing infront of her car. She handed me her car keys and told me to open the door for her [she was still sitting on the cart, you see].
Okay listen. IT TOOK ME FIVE FREAKING MINUTES TO TRY AND OPEN THAT CAR DOOR OKAY. I was so embarassed. I really couldnt open it. After another 3 long minutes had, ANOTHER old lady came out of the grocery staring at us. She was glaring at me. For some odd reason.
Then she says 'Hey! Thats MY car!!!'
WHAT.THE.FUCK. That was all I could think of. I looked at the lady I was helping and in my head I was thinking 'Doesnt this woman know her own car? I MEAN WTF?!?!?!'
Me: Omg I'm so sorry! I didnt mean to try and open your car!
Forgetful old lady: I thought it was my car! I'm sorry too.
Old lady 2: Oh! Well, its fine I guess. That happened to me too before, you know.
HOW CAN YOU NOT KNOW YOUR OWN CAR? Psh.
So blah blah blah blah, I took the lady to her car, the correct one. It was right next to the car we thought was hers. And let me tell you, her vehicle was so different from the other one. Different color, different type, different everything.
Really. Wtf?
In the Philippines this wouldnt be a problem. Why? Because manong driver is always there to spot your car and fetch it for you. Haaayyyyy.
Naglilingkod,
Nica
August 9, 2008
Happy Money
Working in a grocery is a lot of fun. You meet all sorts of people. Young, old, babies, norwegians, brits, and even fire men!
For me, working as a courtesy clerk is a really humbling experience. I have pretty simple responsibilities- like bagging groceries, mopping floors, collecting baskets, fixing shopping carts, sweep, blah blah blah. Like I said! It's a humbling experience.
What I like most about the job is conversing with the customers. Most of them are friendly. However, some of the conversations I get into end up being pretty awkward. Awkward for me at least.
Here's a little look to what my conversations with my customers are like.
Me: Any help out?
Customer: No thanks.
Me: Okay, you have a good day now.
Me: Hello! How are you?
Customer: Good, and you?
Me: Tired. Can't wait to get home.
Customer: Are you sure you can carry that? Youre little.
Me: [looking at the huge-ass-heavy-box] Uhhh... yeah. I guess so. I have to. It's my job, dont worry about it.
Customer: You sure?
Me: Look. In Philippine standards I'm normal sized okay. You Americans are just big thats why I look little.
Customer: Oh.
Customer: Paper bags please!
Me: Oh SURRRRRE okay. [in my head I'm pissed because I know I'm just gonna get more paper cuts.]
Me: I can help you with that.
Customer: No its okay. I dont think you can reach it.
Me: [I look at the top shelf where she was pointing at.] Yeah you know what, I cant. I'm so sorry.
Me: Mangoes, huh? You know, the mangoes in the Philippines are REALLY good. The ones here suck.
Customer: Really now?
Me: [my eyes squint and I realize what I had just said infront of my floor manager] Well... I mean. Uhm... The mangoes here are good too! Its just... different.
-SILINCE-
Floor manager: Hahaha!
Me: Okay good, she laughed.
Most awkward things I say at work [most of the time I laugh at myself for saying them]:
1. Would you like me to bag your milk?
2. I'm just wrapping your eggs with plastic. Just in case!
So far so good, my job is okay. I have no ambition moving up to get a better position. I have school to prioritize. I only work for 'happy money', you know.
Speaking of school, I have 8 more days to go until classes begin.
HOLY SMOKES IM SO EXCITED.
For me, working as a courtesy clerk is a really humbling experience. I have pretty simple responsibilities- like bagging groceries, mopping floors, collecting baskets, fixing shopping carts, sweep, blah blah blah. Like I said! It's a humbling experience.
What I like most about the job is conversing with the customers. Most of them are friendly. However, some of the conversations I get into end up being pretty awkward. Awkward for me at least.
Here's a little look to what my conversations with my customers are like.
Me: Any help out?
Customer: No thanks.
Me: Okay, you have a good day now.
Me: Hello! How are you?
Customer: Good, and you?
Me: Tired. Can't wait to get home.
Customer: Are you sure you can carry that? Youre little.
Me: [looking at the huge-ass-heavy-box] Uhhh... yeah. I guess so. I have to. It's my job, dont worry about it.
Customer: You sure?
Me: Look. In Philippine standards I'm normal sized okay. You Americans are just big thats why I look little.
Customer: Oh.
Customer: Paper bags please!
Me: Oh SURRRRRE okay. [in my head I'm pissed because I know I'm just gonna get more paper cuts.]
Me: I can help you with that.
Customer: No its okay. I dont think you can reach it.
Me: [I look at the top shelf where she was pointing at.] Yeah you know what, I cant. I'm so sorry.
Me: Mangoes, huh? You know, the mangoes in the Philippines are REALLY good. The ones here suck.
Customer: Really now?
Me: [my eyes squint and I realize what I had just said infront of my floor manager] Well... I mean. Uhm... The mangoes here are good too! Its just... different.
-SILINCE-
Floor manager: Hahaha!
Me: Okay good, she laughed.
Most awkward things I say at work [most of the time I laugh at myself for saying them]:
1. Would you like me to bag your milk?
2. I'm just wrapping your eggs with plastic. Just in case!
So far so good, my job is okay. I have no ambition moving up to get a better position. I have school to prioritize. I only work for 'happy money', you know.
Speaking of school, I have 8 more days to go until classes begin.
HOLY SMOKES IM SO EXCITED.
July 29, 2008
NO.
Dear Batchmates,
Okay. I'm affected.
I just visited the Assumption College website. And yes, it's actually working. To my suprise it's updated too.
Being the loser that I am, I surfed the site. If you check it out, you'll find the main menu on the left side of the homepage. The main menu includes: vision-mission, admissions, downloads, gallery, blah blah blah.
I clicked on downloads and I discovered something. Something new. Something I didn't like.
You see, guys.
With the new AC website.
Well.
Uhm.
You can download circulars.
Yes.
YOU CAN DOWNLOAD FREAKING CIRUCLARS.
It pisses me off.
God knows how circulars made our high school lives complicated.
I'm affected.
Are you?
Click here to check it out.
Okay. I'm affected.
I just visited the Assumption College website. And yes, it's actually working. To my suprise it's updated too.
Being the loser that I am, I surfed the site. If you check it out, you'll find the main menu on the left side of the homepage. The main menu includes: vision-mission, admissions, downloads, gallery, blah blah blah.
I clicked on downloads and I discovered something. Something new. Something I didn't like.
You see, guys.
With the new AC website.
Well.
Uhm.
You can download circulars.
Yes.
YOU CAN DOWNLOAD FREAKING CIRUCLARS.
It pisses me off.
God knows how circulars made our high school lives complicated.
I'm affected.
Are you?
Click here to check it out.
July 23, 2008
:(
I STILL HAVE NO FRIENDS.
I HAVE NO ONE TO LAUGH WITH.
TO LAUGH AT.
UGHHHHHHHH.
I miss home.
What if I dont make friends?
Even when school starts?
Oh no, oh no!
I've been a loner for at least 4 weeks now.
Holy crap.
I need a good laugh.
I really do.
Good thing I have a cousin here. Phew.
Not laughing,
Nica
I HAVE NO ONE TO LAUGH WITH.
TO LAUGH AT.
UGHHHHHHHH.
I miss home.
What if I dont make friends?
Even when school starts?
Oh no, oh no!
I've been a loner for at least 4 weeks now.
Holy crap.
I need a good laugh.
I really do.
Good thing I have a cousin here. Phew.
Not laughing,
Nica
July 1, 2008
I saw Manila one last time from the night skies.
Airplane Blues
Flight attendant: Hello. Would you like to have juice, coffee or tea?
Me: Orange juice please
Father: Tea
Mother: Splenda
Hayyy. Splenda is not a drink, mom!
You know what, I will really miss the PAL airport. Actually I'm lying. Im so happy I never have to take my shoes off in an airport again. That airport is so inconvenient its annoying. I even heard a conversation of two foreigners saying how much they hated the whole routine of taking their shoes off, opening hand carries, assigning numbers to your hand carries blah blah blah. Oh well. What do you expect? It's the Philippines!
I feel a little awkward being here. I feel like I'm still going home, but really I'm not. Sometimes, I get butterflies in my tummy. I don't know why.
When the airplane was taking off I was looking down at the Philippines. It was night time so all I could see were lights. It was so beautiful. I was able to trace out the south super highway [I've always wondered why its called 'super'], Alabang, Tagaytay, so on and so forth. The Philippines is so beautiful. I will miss her.
Thank you to those who left a comment on my last entry and to the rest who read it. It made me feel like I always have a place to go home to. I love you all very much. I also want to say thanks to everyone who takes the time to read my blog. I never knew that a number of my friends actually read my entires. Napakacool. I made this blog for you guys so please come back.
Most of the time I also wonder if random people around the world read my blog. Because whenever I look at the live traffic feed and map I see people from different countries visit. It's weird. It feels weird having strangers read my posts. Oh well. I guess thats the world of blogging!
Thank you to Cara for my Filipino junk food. Im so happy I have chocnut!!!
I shall sleep. Sa susunod!
Nica
Flight attendant: Hello. Would you like to have juice, coffee or tea?
Me: Orange juice please
Father: Tea
Mother: Splenda
Hayyy. Splenda is not a drink, mom!
You know what, I will really miss the PAL airport. Actually I'm lying. Im so happy I never have to take my shoes off in an airport again. That airport is so inconvenient its annoying. I even heard a conversation of two foreigners saying how much they hated the whole routine of taking their shoes off, opening hand carries, assigning numbers to your hand carries blah blah blah. Oh well. What do you expect? It's the Philippines!
I feel a little awkward being here. I feel like I'm still going home, but really I'm not. Sometimes, I get butterflies in my tummy. I don't know why.
When the airplane was taking off I was looking down at the Philippines. It was night time so all I could see were lights. It was so beautiful. I was able to trace out the south super highway [I've always wondered why its called 'super'], Alabang, Tagaytay, so on and so forth. The Philippines is so beautiful. I will miss her.
Thank you to those who left a comment on my last entry and to the rest who read it. It made me feel like I always have a place to go home to. I love you all very much. I also want to say thanks to everyone who takes the time to read my blog. I never knew that a number of my friends actually read my entires. Napakacool. I made this blog for you guys so please come back.
Most of the time I also wonder if random people around the world read my blog. Because whenever I look at the live traffic feed and map I see people from different countries visit. It's weird. It feels weird having strangers read my posts. Oh well. I guess thats the world of blogging!
Thank you to Cara for my Filipino junk food. Im so happy I have chocnut!!!
I shall sleep. Sa susunod!
Nica
June 29, 2008
No need for flowery words.
I will miss you.
Everyday.
Everyday when Im gone.
Thank you for being my friend.
Thank you for making me laugh.
For sharing your food.
For laughing at my stupid jokes.
For laughing at my face.
For laughing with me.
I will miss you.
Everyday when Im gone.
I love you.
I will always love you.
You always make me smile.
You always make me laugh.
Thank you for being there when I needed you.
Thank you for listening.
Im sorry if im leaving.
I want to stay.
I dont want to go.
I love you so much.
I wish we had more time.
I wish we can go back.
Im going to miss you so much.
Im sorry if we had no time.
Im sorry if I didnt visit you that day.
Even if I'll be miles away Ill still be the same.
Ill be the Nica you had.
The same Nica who plays the harmonica.
The Nica that writes haikus.
The Nica who acts stupid in front of class.
The Nica you had.
Ill be the Nica you had.
You mean so much to me.
Thank you for telling me you believed in me.
Thank you for letting me sleep over.
For bringing me home when I had no ride.
For buying me a movie ticket.
For sharing your pen.
I love you.
We dreamed together.
Together we will make those dreams come true.
Thank you holding my hand when I was afraid.
You never gave up on me.
I will never give up on you.
You reminded me that there is hope.
Thank you.
I wish it was like this everyday.
I wish we can step on the same ground everyday like before.
I wont leave you.
Because I know you wont leave me.
You taught me so much.
Thank you for reminding me of the good.
I will remember our tears.
Our trips.
Our talks.
Our laughs.
I cant believe its time.
Time for me to leave.
I will remember you.
I will remember us.
What we were.
What we are.
And what we will be.
The world needs people like you.
Thank you.
I love you.
I will miss you.
This is not a goodbye.
This is not a see you later.
This is just me telling you that I love you.
You are my angel.
You kept me smiling.
I will not leave you.
The same way you did not leave me.
Thank you for hugging me.
Thank you for not being afraid.
Thank you for taking me in when I had nothing.
You helped me grow.
Im so happy I met you.
God is so smart he put us together.
I will be back.
Remember me.
I love you.
Everyday.
Everyday when Im gone.
Thank you for being my friend.
Thank you for making me laugh.
For sharing your food.
For laughing at my stupid jokes.
For laughing at my face.
For laughing with me.
I will miss you.
Everyday when Im gone.
I love you.
I will always love you.
You always make me smile.
You always make me laugh.
Thank you for being there when I needed you.
Thank you for listening.
Im sorry if im leaving.
I want to stay.
I dont want to go.
I love you so much.
I wish we had more time.
I wish we can go back.
Im going to miss you so much.
Im sorry if we had no time.
Im sorry if I didnt visit you that day.
Even if I'll be miles away Ill still be the same.
Ill be the Nica you had.
The same Nica who plays the harmonica.
The Nica that writes haikus.
The Nica who acts stupid in front of class.
The Nica you had.
Ill be the Nica you had.
You mean so much to me.
Thank you for telling me you believed in me.
Thank you for letting me sleep over.
For bringing me home when I had no ride.
For buying me a movie ticket.
For sharing your pen.
I love you.
We dreamed together.
Together we will make those dreams come true.
Thank you holding my hand when I was afraid.
You never gave up on me.
I will never give up on you.
You reminded me that there is hope.
Thank you.
I wish it was like this everyday.
I wish we can step on the same ground everyday like before.
I wont leave you.
Because I know you wont leave me.
You taught me so much.
Thank you for reminding me of the good.
I will remember our tears.
Our trips.
Our talks.
Our laughs.
I cant believe its time.
Time for me to leave.
I will remember you.
I will remember us.
What we were.
What we are.
And what we will be.
The world needs people like you.
Thank you.
I love you.
I will miss you.
This is not a goodbye.
This is not a see you later.
This is just me telling you that I love you.
You are my angel.
You kept me smiling.
I will not leave you.
The same way you did not leave me.
Thank you for hugging me.
Thank you for not being afraid.
Thank you for taking me in when I had nothing.
You helped me grow.
Im so happy I met you.
God is so smart he put us together.
I will be back.
Remember me.
I love you.
June 22, 2008
Ode to Ange
Here is an excerpt of a masterpiece my friend Ange and I made back in 2005. It’s a ym conversation turned into a dramatic script. It’s about two lovers who are experiencing problems with their long distance relationship. This was made during the time Ange was in the US for the summer while I was here in Manila. We couldn’t help but goof around even if we were miles apart.
I play the role of Brian and Ange plays the role of Grace. This entire thing is PURE improvisation and guys, this is fiction. Don’t get any ideas okay? Its a long read. Enjoy.
Brian and Grace
by Nica and Ange
Brian signs in
Nica : Grace, you there?
Nica : Why are u awake pa? Isn’t it almost 5 in the morning there?
angecouture: because...
Nica : dont talk na
angecouture: why not? I miss u
Nica : i miss u too
angecouture: brian, do you love me?
Nica : i love you grace
angecouture: ur so sweet naman
Nica : grace, sleep na
angecouture: no i dont want to. can we just talk? please? this is our only time together. i told you it was going to be hard to maintain a long distance relationship
angecouture: if only you went nalang to college here
Nica : grace
angecouture: what nanaman?
Nica : we've already discussed this. dont go there. im also tired
angecouture: i know but parang your not cooperating. I mean, we hardly ever speak anymore
Nica : i try my very best to keep in touch with u
angecouture: what kind of a relationship is that?
Nica : but what is it with you?
angecouture: YOU TRY YOUR VERY BEST?
angecouture: your best being like 10 minutes a day?!
Nica : WELL IF YOU JUST STOP CHANGING YOUR EMAIL THEN MAYBE U'LL GET ALL MY MESSAGES!!!!!!!!!!!!
angecouture: hello, im still up and its 5 am just so i can at least communicate with you
angecouture: changing my email? what is that supposed to mean
Nica : im sorry. im tired. didnt i just tell u that?
angecouture: yes you did
angecouture: so am i
Nica : SO WHY DONT U SLEEP THEN?
angecouture: are you sure you're not going around picking up other girls there ha
Nica : you dont know how to listen
angecouture: ah ganun so IM THE BAD LISTENER?
Nica : are you in this pms state all u girls love to talk about? cause your really pissing me off right now.
angecouture: why did marivic say that you were with a girl last night at bizu? ha?
Nica : i think its better if your sleeping
angecouture: NO I WANT TO STRAIGHTEN THNGS OUT
Nica : fine. that girl?
Nica : marivic is just my neighbor and that girl I was with in bizu was my cousin laura. you’ve met her.
angecouture: damn you. you have to at least say these things so i dont go around worrying
angecouture: i was calling all of your friends yesterdayasking them if you were dating again if you want to break up with me and start seeing other girls, be my guest your loss, NOT MINE
Nica : its your loss
angecouture: what?
Nica : did u know that Im a model now? i guess not
angecouture: your calling it MY loss without you?
angecouture: you’re what? uou never told me
Nica : THATS BECAUSE YOUR NEVER THERE TO ANSWER MY EMAILS!
angecouture: I ANSWER UR EMAILS DAMNIT
Nica : EXCUSES EXCUSES
angecouture: i sacrificed my midterms to reply to that damn email of yours about your dog getting sick
angecouture: so DO NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT ME NOT REPLYING. dont you know how hard this is? NYU is NOTHING compared to Ateneo. you guys have it easier there. your dad has mang manuel drive you to school everyday
Nica : are u saying that my education is not worthy of your praise? is that it?
angecouture: laundry, cleaning up the apartment
Nica : that NYU is much better?
angecouture: I didnt say that. I just said that you have it easier there
Nica : is that why u kept on persuading me to go to NYU with you because you think Ateneo is NOTHING?
angecouture: I never said that. youre making up things again
Nica : IT DOESNT MATTER IF U SAID IT OR NOT!
angecouture: go ahead and assume all you want. IM JUST TRYING TO SAY THAT BACK HOME, YOU HAVE AN EASIER TIME GOING ABOUT COLLEGE.
Nica : who here has been trying to hit it with that bartender?
Nica : who? tell me who?
angecouture: i wasnt hitting on him, i had a drop of martini on my top. so he just wiped it off. nothing more
angecouture: DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO BALANCE EVERYTHING?
Nica : so is this all about balancing? ganun ba?!
angecouture: brian lopez..listen to me, youre going to be a father
Nica : i am not
angecouture: ive never slept with anyone else. LISTEN ALRIGHT. im trying to break the news to you
Nica : IM BRAKING UP WITH U.
angecouture: you're doing what?
Nica : SPENDING 3 YEARS WITH U WAS USELESS
angecouture: no, NOT AFTER ALL THIS. FINE THEN. but this kid is yours no matter what
angecouture: if you dont, ill raise it alone but DONT YOU COME CRAWLING BACK ASKING FOR A PART IN HIS OR HER LIFE
Nica : i never wanted a kid grace.
angecouture: YOU THINK I DID? i didnt want this!!!!! I SWEAR, IF YOU TURN UR BACK ON THIS KIDS LIFE, ULL BE DAMNED FOREVER AND I WILL MAKE SURE OF IT. this kid is yours NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO
Nica : youre so dumb talaga
angecouture: i hate you Brian
angecouture: you know what i thought? i thought i was going to finish college and then go back there and start a life with you but life did not ask me what i thought or what i wanted
Nica : grace. let me talk. ang dami mong daldal eh.
angecouture: go ahead and try to redeem yourself
Nica : grace, I love you. but as u can see we obviously cant work things out. I would try my damn to email u... and I do email u, but u never get them. You always blame everything on me. I also dont know wat it is with u. palagi ka na lang hindi nagpapakita.
angecouture: that your life in luxury will forever change all because of ONE NIGHT?
Nica : I already prepared the adoption papers. whats your fax?
angecouture: I AM NOT GIVING AWAY THIS CHILD
angecouture: over my dead body brian!!!!!
angecouture: fine ill raise it alone, ill drop out and work 3 jobs. i do not care unlike you of course, its so hard to let go off your pampered life
angecouture: living on mommy and daddys walle and not learning how to do anything. thats the brian ive always known. wala ka ng alam sa tunay na mundo
Nica : im migrating to england this summer
angecouture: ang sama mo talaga brian. WALA KANG KONSENSYA. hindi ka marunong magisip ng ibang tao. PURO IKAW NALANG. IKAW IKAW IKAW
Nica : say what you want.
angecouture: noong nagkatransplant yung daddy mo, ano ang ginawa mo? nagpunta sa singapore!
Nica : may free ticket eh! sayang! what did you expect me to do?
angecouture: HINDI KA MARUNONG MAGMAHAL
Nica : totoo. pero minahal kita grace. but u ignored my love for you
angecouture: you swept me off my feet with your charm and I am not going back in your arms
Nica : NOW GO TO SLEEP!
angecouture: I ignored your love?
Nica : yes u ignored it
angecouture: ako pa talaga ha
Nica : i took you out on dates on my yacht, on my pent house
angecouture: in other words, YOU BOUGHT ME
Nica : to tagaytay, subic, palawan, sorsogon, singapore and australia
angecouture: i was stupid enough to think that you really loved me
Nica : ALL U DID WAS SPEND MY MONEY.
angecouture: wala akong interes sa pera mo brian! kahit minsan, hindi ko pinansin ang mga kotse mo
Nica : a talaga? edi bakit...
angecouture: brian i dont want to talk about this
Nica : palagi kang humihingi ng pera saakin?
angecouture: brian, i only asked for money once okay?
Nica: lets not go there anymore. Grace, i have to go.
Brian signs off
angecouture: brian...brian!!! where the hell are you? BRIAN? Iniwanan mo nanaman ako!
I hope that wasn't too dramatic. Haha.
I play the role of Brian and Ange plays the role of Grace. This entire thing is PURE improvisation and guys, this is fiction. Don’t get any ideas okay? Its a long read. Enjoy.
Brian and Grace
by Nica and Ange
Brian signs in
Nica : Grace, you there?
Nica : Why are u awake pa? Isn’t it almost 5 in the morning there?
angecouture: because...
Nica : dont talk na
angecouture: why not? I miss u
Nica : i miss u too
angecouture: brian, do you love me?
Nica : i love you grace
angecouture: ur so sweet naman
Nica : grace, sleep na
angecouture: no i dont want to. can we just talk? please? this is our only time together. i told you it was going to be hard to maintain a long distance relationship
angecouture: if only you went nalang to college here
Nica : grace
angecouture: what nanaman?
Nica : we've already discussed this. dont go there. im also tired
angecouture: i know but parang your not cooperating. I mean, we hardly ever speak anymore
Nica : i try my very best to keep in touch with u
angecouture: what kind of a relationship is that?
Nica : but what is it with you?
angecouture: YOU TRY YOUR VERY BEST?
angecouture: your best being like 10 minutes a day?!
Nica : WELL IF YOU JUST STOP CHANGING YOUR EMAIL THEN MAYBE U'LL GET ALL MY MESSAGES!!!!!!!!!!!!
angecouture: hello, im still up and its 5 am just so i can at least communicate with you
angecouture: changing my email? what is that supposed to mean
Nica : im sorry. im tired. didnt i just tell u that?
angecouture: yes you did
angecouture: so am i
Nica : SO WHY DONT U SLEEP THEN?
angecouture: are you sure you're not going around picking up other girls there ha
Nica : you dont know how to listen
angecouture: ah ganun so IM THE BAD LISTENER?
Nica : are you in this pms state all u girls love to talk about? cause your really pissing me off right now.
angecouture: why did marivic say that you were with a girl last night at bizu? ha?
Nica : i think its better if your sleeping
angecouture: NO I WANT TO STRAIGHTEN THNGS OUT
Nica : fine. that girl?
Nica : marivic is just my neighbor and that girl I was with in bizu was my cousin laura. you’ve met her.
angecouture: damn you. you have to at least say these things so i dont go around worrying
angecouture: i was calling all of your friends yesterdayasking them if you were dating again if you want to break up with me and start seeing other girls, be my guest your loss, NOT MINE
Nica : its your loss
angecouture: what?
Nica : did u know that Im a model now? i guess not
angecouture: your calling it MY loss without you?
angecouture: you’re what? uou never told me
Nica : THATS BECAUSE YOUR NEVER THERE TO ANSWER MY EMAILS!
angecouture: I ANSWER UR EMAILS DAMNIT
Nica : EXCUSES EXCUSES
angecouture: i sacrificed my midterms to reply to that damn email of yours about your dog getting sick
angecouture: so DO NOT COMPLAIN ABOUT ME NOT REPLYING. dont you know how hard this is? NYU is NOTHING compared to Ateneo. you guys have it easier there. your dad has mang manuel drive you to school everyday
Nica : are u saying that my education is not worthy of your praise? is that it?
angecouture: laundry, cleaning up the apartment
Nica : that NYU is much better?
angecouture: I didnt say that. I just said that you have it easier there
Nica : is that why u kept on persuading me to go to NYU with you because you think Ateneo is NOTHING?
angecouture: I never said that. youre making up things again
Nica : IT DOESNT MATTER IF U SAID IT OR NOT!
angecouture: go ahead and assume all you want. IM JUST TRYING TO SAY THAT BACK HOME, YOU HAVE AN EASIER TIME GOING ABOUT COLLEGE.
Nica : who here has been trying to hit it with that bartender?
Nica : who? tell me who?
angecouture: i wasnt hitting on him, i had a drop of martini on my top. so he just wiped it off. nothing more
angecouture: DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW HARD IT IS TO BALANCE EVERYTHING?
Nica : so is this all about balancing? ganun ba?!
angecouture: brian lopez..listen to me, youre going to be a father
Nica : i am not
angecouture: ive never slept with anyone else. LISTEN ALRIGHT. im trying to break the news to you
Nica : IM BRAKING UP WITH U.
angecouture: you're doing what?
Nica : SPENDING 3 YEARS WITH U WAS USELESS
angecouture: no, NOT AFTER ALL THIS. FINE THEN. but this kid is yours no matter what
angecouture: if you dont, ill raise it alone but DONT YOU COME CRAWLING BACK ASKING FOR A PART IN HIS OR HER LIFE
Nica : i never wanted a kid grace.
angecouture: YOU THINK I DID? i didnt want this!!!!! I SWEAR, IF YOU TURN UR BACK ON THIS KIDS LIFE, ULL BE DAMNED FOREVER AND I WILL MAKE SURE OF IT. this kid is yours NO MATTER WHAT YOU DO
Nica : youre so dumb talaga
angecouture: i hate you Brian
angecouture: you know what i thought? i thought i was going to finish college and then go back there and start a life with you but life did not ask me what i thought or what i wanted
Nica : grace. let me talk. ang dami mong daldal eh.
angecouture: go ahead and try to redeem yourself
Nica : grace, I love you. but as u can see we obviously cant work things out. I would try my damn to email u... and I do email u, but u never get them. You always blame everything on me. I also dont know wat it is with u. palagi ka na lang hindi nagpapakita.
angecouture: that your life in luxury will forever change all because of ONE NIGHT?
Nica : I already prepared the adoption papers. whats your fax?
angecouture: I AM NOT GIVING AWAY THIS CHILD
angecouture: over my dead body brian!!!!!
angecouture: fine ill raise it alone, ill drop out and work 3 jobs. i do not care unlike you of course, its so hard to let go off your pampered life
angecouture: living on mommy and daddys walle and not learning how to do anything. thats the brian ive always known. wala ka ng alam sa tunay na mundo
Nica : im migrating to england this summer
angecouture: ang sama mo talaga brian. WALA KANG KONSENSYA. hindi ka marunong magisip ng ibang tao. PURO IKAW NALANG. IKAW IKAW IKAW
Nica : say what you want.
angecouture: noong nagkatransplant yung daddy mo, ano ang ginawa mo? nagpunta sa singapore!
Nica : may free ticket eh! sayang! what did you expect me to do?
angecouture: HINDI KA MARUNONG MAGMAHAL
Nica : totoo. pero minahal kita grace. but u ignored my love for you
angecouture: you swept me off my feet with your charm and I am not going back in your arms
Nica : NOW GO TO SLEEP!
angecouture: I ignored your love?
Nica : yes u ignored it
angecouture: ako pa talaga ha
Nica : i took you out on dates on my yacht, on my pent house
angecouture: in other words, YOU BOUGHT ME
Nica : to tagaytay, subic, palawan, sorsogon, singapore and australia
angecouture: i was stupid enough to think that you really loved me
Nica : ALL U DID WAS SPEND MY MONEY.
angecouture: wala akong interes sa pera mo brian! kahit minsan, hindi ko pinansin ang mga kotse mo
Nica : a talaga? edi bakit...
angecouture: brian i dont want to talk about this
Nica : palagi kang humihingi ng pera saakin?
angecouture: brian, i only asked for money once okay?
Nica: lets not go there anymore. Grace, i have to go.
Brian signs off
angecouture: brian...brian!!! where the hell are you? BRIAN? Iniwanan mo nanaman ako!
I hope that wasn't too dramatic. Haha.
June 15, 2008
Bakit ba?
I have exactly 15 days left here in Manila.
I don't know how I'm gonna spend it.
I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel like no one's gonna miss me when I'm gone.
Sometimes.
I thought this would be easier.
15 days.
Before you know it, it's see you later.
Maybe even a goodbye.
I don't know.
We'll see.
We'll see in 15 days.
p.s. Its my time of the month today. As you can tell, I'm very emotional.
I don't know how I'm gonna spend it.
I feel so sad.
Sometimes I feel like no one's gonna miss me when I'm gone.
Sometimes.
I thought this would be easier.
15 days.
Before you know it, it's see you later.
Maybe even a goodbye.
I don't know.
We'll see.
We'll see in 15 days.
p.s. Its my time of the month today. As you can tell, I'm very emotional.
June 9, 2008
Letter from VeroNICA Vindelle
I am in the process of fixing my room right now. Everything is everywhere. So many things are scattered all over my floor. I'm trying to put everything in one box. [You see, my brother is taking over my room when I leave for college thats why all of my things have to be packed up. boohoo.]
In the middle of all the mess, I came across my letters portfolio. It's where I keep all the letters I recieve from before before.
But before I continue I just want to make a clear point:
You see guys, when I was a kid, I absolutely LOVED Harry Potter. I loved it so much that I would day dream I was part of the novel. I was so in love with the whole concept of Hogwarts and magic. Ikat and I shared this Harry Potter high back in 5th grade. We even made our own versions of the novel and inlcluded ourselves in it. My characters name was VernoNICA Vindelle. HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Okay, now GOING BACK.
I wrote a letter to J.K Rowling. Yes I did. When I was 10. That was in grade 5 you see. You better believe me haha! And I found a copy of my letter in my portfolio. I was so excited to read it. Imagine! After 7 years I get to read it! Oh it was classic. Here's what I wrote to her:
Aug 5 2001
Dear JK Rowling,
Greetings!
My name is Nicollette Constante. I am a fifth grader in Assumption College SLV, Philippines. I admire your very famous book Harry Potter. Harry Potter is a very nice story but some people are afraid to read it. They say its because it is all about witchcraft. Why did you write stories about witchcraft anyway? They say you are very bad but I dont believe that. I think you are a good author for such a famous book.
I have a project to pass in school. I would like to ask some questions about you and about the story Harry Potter.
1. What inspired you to write the story Harry Potter?
2. Is it hard to write sucha thick book and why?
3. How does it feel to be a famous author?
4. What inspired you for the names of the characters?
Thank you, for having the time to read my letter. If possible, can you please reply as soon as you can?
Sincerely,
Nicollette Constante
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
And for the record, SHE WROTE BACK! I can show you the letter in person if you want. It came complete with the UK stamp with the queens face on it. But her signature was computer generated. Pfft. But its okay since she wrote back! Maybe I'll write to her again. Maybe.
My second question was kinda really awkward. I dont understand why I had to ask 'why.' The why question doesnt make any sense. Plus I dont even remember writing to her for a project. Maybe it was because I wanted to steal her secrets as an award winning author. HAHA. But really, I think thats why I asked those questions. What was I thinking?
The insane Harry Potter fan,
Nica
In the middle of all the mess, I came across my letters portfolio. It's where I keep all the letters I recieve from before before.
But before I continue I just want to make a clear point:
You see guys, when I was a kid, I absolutely LOVED Harry Potter. I loved it so much that I would day dream I was part of the novel. I was so in love with the whole concept of Hogwarts and magic. Ikat and I shared this Harry Potter high back in 5th grade. We even made our own versions of the novel and inlcluded ourselves in it. My characters name was VernoNICA Vindelle. HAHAHAHAHA!!!
Okay, now GOING BACK.
I wrote a letter to J.K Rowling. Yes I did. When I was 10. That was in grade 5 you see. You better believe me haha! And I found a copy of my letter in my portfolio. I was so excited to read it. Imagine! After 7 years I get to read it! Oh it was classic. Here's what I wrote to her:
Aug 5 2001
Dear JK Rowling,
Greetings!
My name is Nicollette Constante. I am a fifth grader in Assumption College SLV, Philippines. I admire your very famous book Harry Potter. Harry Potter is a very nice story but some people are afraid to read it. They say its because it is all about witchcraft. Why did you write stories about witchcraft anyway? They say you are very bad but I dont believe that. I think you are a good author for such a famous book.
I have a project to pass in school. I would like to ask some questions about you and about the story Harry Potter.
1. What inspired you to write the story Harry Potter?
2. Is it hard to write sucha thick book and why?
3. How does it feel to be a famous author?
4. What inspired you for the names of the characters?
Thank you, for having the time to read my letter. If possible, can you please reply as soon as you can?
Sincerely,
Nicollette Constante
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!
And for the record, SHE WROTE BACK! I can show you the letter in person if you want. It came complete with the UK stamp with the queens face on it. But her signature was computer generated. Pfft. But its okay since she wrote back! Maybe I'll write to her again. Maybe.
My second question was kinda really awkward. I dont understand why I had to ask 'why.' The why question doesnt make any sense. Plus I dont even remember writing to her for a project. Maybe it was because I wanted to steal her secrets as an award winning author. HAHA. But really, I think thats why I asked those questions. What was I thinking?
The insane Harry Potter fan,
Nica
June 4, 2008
What I Wrote a Year Ago Still Makes Sense to Me Now
My friend, Paula, is a special person in life. The reason being is because she is one of the most amusing creatures to ever walk on this planet. She is an animal. Back in my junior year in high school I vowed to her that I will write a short novel about her and her adventures as a horse. Because that is what she is. An animal. A horse.
I found the piece of paper of where I wrote the beginning my beautiful and aspiring novel. Here is an excerpt of it all:
It was a warm afternoon when Paula laid awake on top of her bed. She woke up from a long nap when a beam of sunlight shone through the glass window and struck her face. Warm sweat slowly dripped on the right side of her cheek. She let out a soft growl. Her nap couldn't be over. It couldn't. She wanted to sleep some more. Nap time was her favorite time of the day and she felt that this nap time could last forever. Forever.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
"Paula! Wake up! I have a surprise for you!"
Paula's eyes widened. It was her mother. She came in her bedroom carrying bags full of new toys. It was what every 8 year old could wish for. She jumped out of the bed and quickly ransacked the bags to find out if her mom got her what she wanted.
"What did you get me Mama?"
The piece of paper on which the story was written also included the characters. Here is the list:
Arie Wilson - Brown horse
Ikat Gallardo - Black horse
Micho Francisco - White horse
Nica [myself] - The mysterious sorcerer
Loupo Poblete - The deer
I don't know how I came up with these things. If you would like to be part of the story, let me know. I made this a LONNGGGG time ago. God knows what I was on when I wrote it.
As for Paula, I hope you liked it. Maybe I should add a man horse. Since the plot of your current life has a man creature crawling into it. HO HUMMMM.....
peace ya'll
Nica
I found the piece of paper of where I wrote the beginning my beautiful and aspiring novel. Here is an excerpt of it all:
It was a warm afternoon when Paula laid awake on top of her bed. She woke up from a long nap when a beam of sunlight shone through the glass window and struck her face. Warm sweat slowly dripped on the right side of her cheek. She let out a soft growl. Her nap couldn't be over. It couldn't. She wanted to sleep some more. Nap time was her favorite time of the day and she felt that this nap time could last forever. Forever.
BAM! BAM! BAM!
"Paula! Wake up! I have a surprise for you!"
Paula's eyes widened. It was her mother. She came in her bedroom carrying bags full of new toys. It was what every 8 year old could wish for. She jumped out of the bed and quickly ransacked the bags to find out if her mom got her what she wanted.
"What did you get me Mama?"
The piece of paper on which the story was written also included the characters. Here is the list:
Arie Wilson - Brown horse
Ikat Gallardo - Black horse
Micho Francisco - White horse
Nica [myself] - The mysterious sorcerer
Loupo Poblete - The deer
I don't know how I came up with these things. If you would like to be part of the story, let me know. I made this a LONNGGGG time ago. God knows what I was on when I wrote it.
As for Paula, I hope you liked it. Maybe I should add a man horse. Since the plot of your current life has a man creature crawling into it. HO HUMMMM.....
peace ya'll
Nica
May 29, 2008
Homecoming
Its been 5 days since I got home. So, yes I AM BACK.
I apologize for not calling or texting since the time I arrived. For those who know me, I don't use my phone like a normal person. My phone can be low in battery for weeks and I wouldn't care. I have to change that habit since I have to communicate and shit like that in college. Bagong buhay.
There are 3 boxes in my room right now. I'm packing. My closet is empty except for a few clothes and my shoes have been cut down to 6 pairs. I'm stalling to pack up my books. I'll be so sad when I go through my high school stuff. I'll be bring my English manual and a few lp's with me tho. I'm sure they will be of help in college. I only have a few weeks to spare thats why I need to pack right away.
Okay haha that just made me laugh. I NEED TO PACK RIGHT AWAY. Haha. I need to pack. I need to pack. Im packing. Im packing my clothes. Im packing my shoes and I'm waiting to pack my books. Shit, that kinda sounds scary. HAHA. I just love pinoy humor. Dont you?
Anyways, I still have alot of packing to do. Please excuse me now.
Packing,
Nica
Trivia: Did you know that Jesse Mcartney co-wrote Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis? How unlikely.
I apologize for not calling or texting since the time I arrived. For those who know me, I don't use my phone like a normal person. My phone can be low in battery for weeks and I wouldn't care. I have to change that habit since I have to communicate and shit like that in college. Bagong buhay.
There are 3 boxes in my room right now. I'm packing. My closet is empty except for a few clothes and my shoes have been cut down to 6 pairs. I'm stalling to pack up my books. I'll be so sad when I go through my high school stuff. I'll be bring my English manual and a few lp's with me tho. I'm sure they will be of help in college. I only have a few weeks to spare thats why I need to pack right away.
Okay haha that just made me laugh. I NEED TO PACK RIGHT AWAY. Haha. I need to pack. I need to pack. Im packing. Im packing my clothes. Im packing my shoes and I'm waiting to pack my books. Shit, that kinda sounds scary. HAHA. I just love pinoy humor. Dont you?
Anyways, I still have alot of packing to do. Please excuse me now.
Packing,
Nica
Trivia: Did you know that Jesse Mcartney co-wrote Bleeding Love by Leona Lewis? How unlikely.
May 20, 2008
The Veet Smell
I've been using ass wipes to wipe my hands.
No kidding. You know those baby diaper wipes mothers usually use to wipe their babies ass after pooping? Thats what I've been using to clean my hands after going to a public places. Especially after going to the arcade [yes, yes. I go to the arcade a lot because of my siblings]. Baby ass wipes really make you feel clean tho. I highly recommend it to everyone. Its better than the usual wipes because they smell better.
Hoo hoo haa. I have to greet birthday celebrantsss!
PAULA SJ aka THE ANIMAL. Happy birthday animal!!! Legalshmegal whatever na. Just dont do drugs. How was your singapore trip? Extreme shopping? Let me know how your first day of school went okay?!? I miss your creature self!!! See you next week!
MICHI MEJIA. HELLO! Happy birthday Michi!!! I'm so sorry I cant make it to your party. Im sure it'll be a blast. Make me kwento okay?!? Hug and kiss yourself for me! HAHA! Miss you Michi!
YAYA RITA. I greeted you so many times already but I have to greet you again. Happy birthday!!! I love you Yaya! I know you don't know how to use the internet so you'll probably never read this. But its okay, I'll make sure you read this post so you know how special you are to me. You're in the next room lang eh. Come here nga so you can see what Im typing.
Thank you Jesus for giving me these people. They make life happier.
The Baby Wipes Fan,
Nica
p.s. I tried veet today. IT STINKS. I don't recommend.
No kidding. You know those baby diaper wipes mothers usually use to wipe their babies ass after pooping? Thats what I've been using to clean my hands after going to a public places. Especially after going to the arcade [yes, yes. I go to the arcade a lot because of my siblings]. Baby ass wipes really make you feel clean tho. I highly recommend it to everyone. Its better than the usual wipes because they smell better.
Hoo hoo haa. I have to greet birthday celebrantsss!
PAULA SJ aka THE ANIMAL. Happy birthday animal!!! Legalshmegal whatever na. Just dont do drugs. How was your singapore trip? Extreme shopping? Let me know how your first day of school went okay?!? I miss your creature self!!! See you next week!
MICHI MEJIA. HELLO! Happy birthday Michi!!! I'm so sorry I cant make it to your party. Im sure it'll be a blast. Make me kwento okay?!? Hug and kiss yourself for me! HAHA! Miss you Michi!
YAYA RITA. I greeted you so many times already but I have to greet you again. Happy birthday!!! I love you Yaya! I know you don't know how to use the internet so you'll probably never read this. But its okay, I'll make sure you read this post so you know how special you are to me. You're in the next room lang eh. Come here nga so you can see what Im typing.
Thank you Jesus for giving me these people. They make life happier.
The Baby Wipes Fan,
Nica
p.s. I tried veet today. IT STINKS. I don't recommend.
May 15, 2008
Note to Self: Read this entry after taking your first mid term
This is the longest summer of my life.
The past few days have been spent with heavy sighs. There are so many things on my mind right now. I don’t know where to begin.
My stay here in San Francisco has been a successful one. I finished all the things I was suppose to get done. Im ready for school. Im enrolled, registered, and ready to go to class. I only have 3 subjects to burden myself with— Math, English, and Physics. What BIG load noh? So tiring talaga. I got my state ID, thats crossed out of the list as well. Where am I going to live? That problem has been solved. At least now Im assured of a home. Transportation? Bus and bike.
So there you go. Im ready. Drivers license na lang. Pero, next year pa yan. Hindi pa ako 18.
My life will never be the same again after this summer. Im going to be alone. I have to be independent. I have to be responsible of myself. I have to do my own laundry, I have to cook my own food, vacuum my own floor, buy my own groceries, blah blah blah. Plus I’ll have work. I have to study, work, do chores, and pay bills for crying out loud.
However, Im not nervous. Im not afraid. Im not doubting my choice. IM JUST SO DARN EXCITED. I might end up hating it, I might end up loving it. Who knows? I don’t know. I dont know what will happen. All I know is that Im excited for whats ahead. Fail or succeed, Im happy. Im so eager to learn, so eager to be out there.
This is the longest summer of my life.
And probably my last.
Nica
The past few days have been spent with heavy sighs. There are so many things on my mind right now. I don’t know where to begin.
My stay here in San Francisco has been a successful one. I finished all the things I was suppose to get done. Im ready for school. Im enrolled, registered, and ready to go to class. I only have 3 subjects to burden myself with— Math, English, and Physics. What BIG load noh? So tiring talaga. I got my state ID, thats crossed out of the list as well. Where am I going to live? That problem has been solved. At least now Im assured of a home. Transportation? Bus and bike.
So there you go. Im ready. Drivers license na lang. Pero, next year pa yan. Hindi pa ako 18.
My life will never be the same again after this summer. Im going to be alone. I have to be independent. I have to be responsible of myself. I have to do my own laundry, I have to cook my own food, vacuum my own floor, buy my own groceries, blah blah blah. Plus I’ll have work. I have to study, work, do chores, and pay bills for crying out loud.
However, Im not nervous. Im not afraid. Im not doubting my choice. IM JUST SO DARN EXCITED. I might end up hating it, I might end up loving it. Who knows? I don’t know. I dont know what will happen. All I know is that Im excited for whats ahead. Fail or succeed, Im happy. Im so eager to learn, so eager to be out there.
This is the longest summer of my life.
And probably my last.
Nica
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