Christening Invitations

Sacraments are a part of the Catholic life.

First, it starts with baptism. I received this sacrament when I was a few weeks old. My mom never mentioned if invitations baptism was part of the trend when I received the sacrament, but parents nowadays are considering having personalized christening invitations.

Next to baptism is first communion. Aside from baptism, Religious invitations extends its variety with First Communion Invitations, invitations for Confirmation ceremony, and of course wedding invitations.

Bente Sais

At the pantry. I looove my double-dutch ice cream cake

It's 12:24 AM, and I am officially 26 years old. This picture was taken by Olive last Friday at our pantry before enjoying the fully-loaded double-dutch ice cream. The whole Docs team, together with Ms. Maidette, Jun, Mang Ruds and Sir Nicko sang a happy birthday before I made my wish.

The Happy Birthday song is playing on the AM radio right now, while the news anchor read random greetings on air. It really is my birthday.

My good friend, Mayee, sent me this link. She joined me while counting down the remaining minutes of my 25-year-old self. Thank youuuu :P

As I have posted yesterday, the Docs team together with Anthony and Sir Nicko had the most brilliant surprise last Friday:

Caption: Happy Birthday! sana 'TYPE" mo ang gift

Was I scared. It was 6:30 in the morning when I got in the office wondering what the heck happened to my PC. I really thought it crashed or some ghost is playing tricks on me. But when I got closer, relief streamed down as I read the message. Here's what's inside the Toy Kingdom-wrapped gift:

my very first Barbie :D

I shared long ago that I never had anything from Barbie. I can't remember the reason why. So they got me a Barbie lunchbox, perfect for my baon. I recently started bringging lunch instead of buying. I am excited to use it on Monday! Wee! :D

Friday was a FUN day as it became a pre-birthday celebration for me. To everyone who greeted me, thanks a lot! You know who you are! *mahigpit na thank you yakap*

My Dad will be cooking my favorite sinigang na baboy and will be grilling tilapia later today. A few relatives will be coming over to celebrate with us. :D

Early Birthday Surprise

Thank you Sherwin, Olive, Gene, Rey, Nicko and Anthony.

Will post details later.

HDreams

Taking longer routes going to and coming from the office had made me add new things on my routine. I've been forming this habit of passing by appliance shops lately and staring at LCD HDTV displays. I find myself staring blankly at times, admiring whatever it is on screen. Imagining myself watching my favorite flicks with those high-def screens is one of my favorites while spending a minute or two infront of a store. The crisp picture and the sorround sound that comes with it is like having my own theatre in the living room.

Part-Time Teacher

Days ago, I was asking around for a part-time job opportunity. I am in love with my full-time job as a writer, but some circumstances made me decide it's time for me to get an extra job for everything to work out. My former college professor, who is now the Dean at University Of Rizal Systems-Angono, asked me months ago if I wanted to teach literature part-time. I was glad that she considered me for the job, but I cannot accommodate it because they held classes for that subject only on weekdays. Weeks after, she called me early yesterday asking if I can report to the University HR Office in Morong for a job interview. It was for a part-time teaching position scheduled on weekends.

Perfect timing, I thought.

Short shout out: I am grateful to my bosses for allowing me to take an immediate vacation leave today for the interview. This is a big deal, and for that I thank you.

I was up by 5am and left the house at 6:45. It was a very short travel, but the driver of the jeepney could use a little time on treadmills because the usual 30 minute ride took forever. He was quite greedy too, I thought, because he kept on stopping whenever he sees someone on the road, though they need not to ride a jeepney. I reached Morong 5 minutes before the call time. I was a bit stressed because I thought I'm going to be late.

The University Of Rizal Systems-Morong campus still is the charming, low-key campus I have spent my collegiate years. The last time I've been there was our graduation night five years ago. As expected, I bumped into some of my former professors. Most of them remembered me as the girl with the rockstar hair and the one who writes well. Some are still their whinny, condescending self as I remembered them back then, but I was very interested in seeing one particular professor of mine. My literature professor. I remember looking forward to her class every week because she made us understand literature in a deeper, more out-of-context way. Her class was never boring. She was the only professor whom my other classmates would be annoyed at because they couldn't find the answer to her questions, or the answers she wants to hear for us to ace 1.0 from the books. Unlike most who teach their lessons by just lazily reading the book to the class. I was able to see her and chat with her a bit,unfortunately she has a class to go to so our conversation was cut short.

As for the interview, I think I did good. I just have to wait for their call for me to formally start teaching on Saturday. They explained that I'll be teaching two classes of Freshmen students. One from 7am to 11 am and the other from 1pm to 5pm.

The part-time job means this is goodbye to late night Friday gigs. Pero ayus lang.

King

The year he released his best selling album was the year I was born.

I was four when my Tito Herman started playing his Thriller cassette tape, among other albums every morning. He would say in a DJ-kind of way the title of the song, followed by "The King Of Pop, Michael Jackson!" with such gusto every time the track shifts. He's as old as his idol, and he too never outgrew wearing bitin pair of jeans. I haven't seen my Tito today, but I want to ask him how he felt after hearing the sad news of Michael Jackson's passing.

The World Wide Web burst with articles here and there the minute the news broke. One audio-streaming social networking site I am a DJ at suddenly started streaming songs from Jackson 5 to "P.Y.T" to "Blood On The Dance Floor" every second having messages like "RIP to the King Of Pop" to "You will be missed".

I never donned bitin pants or leather jackets or white socks or sequined gloves. But I sure am a fan of the man's moves and music.

Admit it, a little part of you mourns right now.

*photo from Yahoo! News

Lost In The Mail

Writing. Sometimes it is like wedding invitations that gets lost in the mail. I find it frustrating when a lot of ideas float around, but I cannot sew them into a quilt of thought altogether. With a lot of color, detail and heart.

Should I delete this blog?

Grasp.

Purr

Found this map of the Cat's Brain at Ate Nats’s blog.

Ate Nats and her cat Meowsie are the reasons why I started to like cats, and dogs too. Meowsie was the first (the second was my long-gone cat, B.M. *sniffs) smart cat that I met. I remember him giving me an inquiring glance while suspiciously sniffing my shoes the first time I went to sleep over at Ate's apartment in U.P. village seven years ago. But after a while, he sort of got fond of me and would sleep either in between my feet or would sneak and lie comfortably on my back. Medyo mabigat sya, but he's quite charming so what the heck. Hehe.

Now, I have my own cats who have been with our family for almost six years now. Let me introduce to you Brush, Junior and Charcoal and their personalities according to the Map Of The Cat Brain:

click the image for more pictures of Junior and Brush

Brush is the oldest of the three. Not that she needed skin care, but she's the most vain and the most snobbish. She's at her most snobbish during meals. She doesn't want to eat with the other two and would prefer to have her own bowl. A short circuit that makes a purring Brush an arm-shredding maniac in two seconds is what made her special. She also has this unexplainable fetish with a spot on my bed.

Junior is the one obsessed with imaginary insects and has an inability to get along with a new cat. His flirt button is perpetually on and has been very vocal about loathing dogs.

Charcoal, the youngest is also obsessed with imaginary insects. She hates the camera. Her hobby is to search and destroy things like trash bags, cushions and pots when she's bored. We do not have a vacuum cleaner, but she would always pick a fight with our walis tambo.

We used to have B.M., but he decided to leave us three years ago. Of all of our cats, B.M.'s the smartest. Sleeping is his favorite medium when showing his artistic side.

He must've forgotten our address because we haven't receive a letter or haven’t heard from him since. But we still believe that he's out there finding his way back.

Or maybe not.

Bump

Checked my Inbox today and found tv stands. I've researched and written something similar before. Speaking of TV stands, Papa is having problems with our own over the weekend. Chase and Tutets have been running around the house that they sometimes bump on things around the house. Yes, including the area where the tv is.