positivity

phuket

2010

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never underestimate the power of kiddie germs. i learned that lesson the hard way on wednesday when i found myself with a temperature of 100 degrees.

overheard last week:

"i had a bagel with a lot of butter

you'll explode if you had that much butter"

salvador, age 4

"my dentist would be mad if i had that kind of breakfast"

sofia, age 4

while waiting for his ride, rex (age 4) looks up at the sky and told me that he loves rain because rain makes the flowers grow.

everyday i hear something new :)

christmas in the philippines -- i can't wait

have a nice weekend.

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dependency

there is a fine line between chaos and stability and everyday we are treading on it

october 2010

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today's highlight: after reluctantly admitting to someone that i am so dependent on my gps and when i finally convinced myself that i can leave it at home and wean myself from it, i MISSED my exit (my biggest fear). but then after a short freak out i managed to find my way through the crazy downtown sacramento streets and made it home safe and sound. hooray for independence!!

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constant rotation:

oh, la - ra ra riot

"I wouldn't say the word now but this is not what I meant,
For a woman that's fallen over head and ears
And still so warm, but I'm lonely too,
Suddenly she is still and says, "I hope that things will be better here."

Oh la we've got a lot to learn from each other,
We've got to stick together.
Oh la we've got a lot to learn from each other,
We've got to stick together"

it's automatic

this weekend:

i saw a car on fire

i spent most of the time driving and paying tolls on bridges

i had my quota for cheesecakes

i sang songs while driving over the speed limit

right now:

my tv is on mute while i am listening to MGMT's time to pretend

it seems like my neighbor upstairs is doing a construction music

my head hurts from watching french movies all afternoon

i am thinking of pancakes, eggs and bacon

tomorrow:

i will wake up and hit the snooze button twice

i will remember to look at the good in every situation

will be a good day...

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2010

phuket

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"This is our decision, to live fast and die young.
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun.
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do.
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute."

MGMT, time to pretend

affirmation

mental vacation

phuket, 2010

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today was a good day and have a 4 year old boy with wild curly hair to thank.

yesterday i found myself questioning my career choice (i seem to do that a lot these days) but seeing a 4 year old just shaking with excitement in the possibility of counting a long chain of beads that are (according to him) is "BIGGER than you nicole, and it's BIGGER than the school" made me so happy that i totally forgot the funk that i was in, that is until another boy locked all the bathrooms from the inside just in time when another boy had to go really bad. i guess you can't have it all...

ra ra riot is my new love

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greetings from I Street

hello from another apartment, another address, another zip code

hello fall, summer was nice but it was getting old.

hello sweaters and tights, hello scarves and chilly mornings

hello new neighborhood, walking while listening to good music -- it's been a while since i did that and oh how i miss it

hello new routine, getting up early and trying not to doze off at 8:00 at night to no avail.

hello to listening to ra ra riot, discovery, pinback, kings of leon and mates of state while driving to work

hello feelings of inadequacies, hello to new children who, i hope someday will have a place in my heart.

hello to wishing for great things.

hello inspiration...

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kuala lumpur

august 2010

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Outside just killing time and making noise
And outside the daylight comes, the daylight goes and weightless
If its weightless it makes no stairways to stairs that go nowhere
and don’t dream, that is a dream it is what it seems

Climbing from over stimulated states to hearing
Cold radio and licenses plates but don’t dream,
That is a dream it is what it seems
That is a dream it is what it seems

Behind every desire is another one waiting to be liberated when the first ones sated

-weightless, nada surf

sayonara nostalgia

bittersweet
last walk of the year...
061710


buckets and buckets of tears
multiple hugs and "i will miss yous"
6 months from now i will just be a vague memory. miss a---? a teacher from the past that took them for walks, held their hands and read them stories.
"please keep in touch" an empty promise that i know too well.

on a happier note, i am excited for the big change in my life. i feel like the timing is just right. i am nervous and giddy with anticipation at the same time. slowly but surely i feel like i am back to where i was 5 years ago.

homeward bound in 12 days

on repeat: kings of leon and phoenix

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"i change shapes just to hide in this place but i am still an animal"
miike snow
animal

fast forward in slo mo...

"Let’s get out of this country
I’ll admit I am bored with me
I drowned my sorrows and slept around
When not in body at least in mind
We’ll find a cathedral city
You can convince me I am pretty"

let's get out of this country, camera obscura

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spending my weekends putting my life (once again) in boxes...

"goodbye is hard, i prefer see you later" - charlie brown

3 more days until school ends, i spend most of my days hugging the children instead of giving lessons. today i was holding back my tears while i was watching them. sentimental is the theme of this month. on the other hand, in less in a month i will be back home. after 4 years i am coming home. excited does not even begin to describe what i am feeling. but until then there are boxes needed to be stuffed, old letters to be thrown out, memories to be made and numerous hugs to be given.

i am officially addicted to glee.

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asian art museum
april 2010
san francisco

if you look closely, the answer is there...

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"ben you don't know anything about life!!!"
exclaimed by an exasperated d
5.14.2010

"b, what is life?"
"life is what makes us happy"
5.14.2010

for all the times when we feel like we are cornered
for all those moments when we feel like we are the only ones suffering
for those days and nights when we just want to be alone
for those instances when we just want to scream and holler at the heavens
just remember that life is good, life is what (and it should) makes us happy and even though there are times when we feel like we don't know anything in life rest assured that you are not alone.

"i am happy because you are in this world :)" evie, age 6

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self portrait
may 2010
<<<<

Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted
To be haunted

The water is warm
But it’s sending me shivers
A baby is born
Crying out for attention

The memories fade
Like looking through a fogged mirror
Decision to decisions are made
And not bought,
But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot.
I guess not

-kids, MGMT

follow the arrow...

i have spent too much time worrying about trivial things, waiting for phone calls, second guessing myself and thinking that having someone "special" defines me as a person. this time i can truly say that i am happy with myself, i am satisfied with my life, i am surrounded by people who i love and who loves me back. their love is enough to last me a lifetime. what more could i ask for?

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dizzying heights
4//25/10
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fools
the don't know
what they're on about
those fools
don't get my dreams

and I want it, I want it, I want it
and I want it, I want it, I want it
all
when you can't wait
to watch me fall
-fools, the temper trap

love letter

good morning
belmont, ca
may 1, 2010

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things that make you go ummm...

"ms. a, can i be your daddy?"
- jonas (3)
( it sounds creepy yet funny at the same time)

after 3 years of teaching in my current school i finally decided to move on. my heart breaks a little every time i think of leaving my children. they drive me crazy sometimes but most of the time i just feel this overwhelming love for them. my class will always have a very special place in my heart. 10, 15, 30 years from now they will still be very dear to me. they were the first group of children i have ever taught in my entire life. they gave me a sense of accomplishment, a taste of what it feels like to be needed and be loved unconditionally. in a sense i needed them more that they needed me. my wish is for them to grow up to be loving, respectful and compassionate adults. i feel happy that in some way or another i have made an impact in their lives. i want them to remember me as someone who made a difference in their lives because they definitely made a difference in mine. they taught me patience, kindness, love and a sense of wonder and for that i am grateful.

after christmas:

julia (6)
"ms a, did you get any presents for christmas?"

me
"umm..no"

julia runs up to me and hugs me very tightly
"now you have 1 present"

love, pass it on...

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"and when i think of you and all the love that's due
i'll make a promise, i'll make a stand
'cause to these big brown eyes
this comes as no surprise
we've got the whole wide world in our hands

advice to the young at heart
soon we will be older
when we're gonna make it work"

advice for the young at heart, tears for fears

in transit

oceania
by: D
san mateo, ca
4/20/10

"I'm in transit
But I'm stranded on this boat
And I pledge myself allegiance
To a better night's sleep at home"

fader, the temper trap

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moving again, hopefully this time it won't be as painful as the previous 9. 10 years, 9 addresses, you do the math.
just when i thought "this could work out, it's not that bad", i find myself thinking...dispose or keep?
boxes, boxes and more boxes
3 posts in a month, my my we are making progress here

sweet disposition

hello,

all day long this has been a constant repeat inside my head. i am reminded of sunny days, road trips and ice cold beer.

also a lovely new discovery. summer is just around the corner :)

simple things like these makes me happy. at this very moment i feel like everything is where it's supposed to be. today is a good day.

i hope you are happy too...

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wired
april 2010

a thought bubble

"you can't marry your daddy or your cousin, you should marry a stranger" -Angelina, 5 years old

goofing around
washington, dc 2005
the will to my grace, my spare tire :)

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i have been thinking a lot about the past recently. it's that time of the year when i start listening to 90s rock and reminisce about the past. i find myself reading my old journals before i go to bed. it has been an interesting experience--going back in time. my 30 year old self reading about my 20 year old self's dreams and frustrations, not to mention opinions about love and my future. if i have a chance to meet the younger nicole i would assure her that everything turned out fine and that in the end all those meaningless worries and fears were just that...meaningless. i would also tell her that 30 is not as bad as she might think, yes i still live in an apartment and watch a lot of television, sometimes i eat a cupcake for breakfast or eat cereal for dinner and yes i am still single but i have finally come to accept the fact that it is okay. i would tell her that you will meet a person that would break your heart so bad that all you would want to do is lie in bed and disappear. i would tell her to hug lola 10 times more and tell her i love you instead of i hate you. i would tell her to keep her faith and not be scared to take risks and finally i would give her a big hug and thank her for never giving up hope despite all the curve balls life has thrown at her.

SOS

they say everyday you learn something new. today i learned not to paint my toes while sitting on the floor and putting your red (and I can't emphasize it enough) RED nail polish on top of your laptop because chances are your left hand will knock it over thus spilling RED nail polish on your semi clean white carpet. after the initial panic i then proceeded to pour nail polish remover on the stain and scrubbing it with a paper towel. nail polish remover was not enough i then sprayed bleach and used a sponge to try to get the stain out. Instead of going away the stain became this huge blotchy thing and i think i am a little bit high from the fumes. So now my bedroom looks like a crime scene with a huge red stain on the floor. it looks like i killed a chihuahua while in a drug induced hallucination. no excuse me while i go find something to eat i have a serious case of the munchies. until then...

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"When I get up in the morning, put the kettle on
Make us some coffee, say hey to the sun
Is it enough to write a song, and sing it to the birds
They'd hear just the tune, not understand my love for words
But you would hear me and know...

I want only this
I want to live
I want to live a simple life "

-simple life, the weepies

Hello world how are you today? Been meaning to write but i always end up erasing it. Tired is what i feel...Good night world. I wish you pleasant dreams

the worrywart in me...

summer is finally here...

no more pencils, no more books, no more screaming "no snack for you today!" 3 weeks of pure bliss. i know in the first day i will say to myself "this is great!", and then second day rolls in and i might show some signs of cabin fever, however on the third day i will guarantee you that i will be tearing my hair out bored out of my mind. that is why i stacked up on trashy romance novels, my must have summer reading as well unwatched episodes of my dramas. i feel like i really need this break. for the past couple of weeks i have been missing my old life. i miss living in the city and having my friends around me. i miss the weekends when i would just hop on the bus to go to new york to visit vans, ina and nino. i miss the feeling of walking around my neighborhood and having a cup of coffee after work with my friends. i miss my cramped apartment and its broken elevator. i miss being 25.

my mom had a cancer scare a couple of weeks ago. when she told me about it the first thing that came to my mind was that she will never get to see her grandchildren. of all the things that i can think of i thought of grandchildren i think it is my biological clock ticking loudly. i just remembered standing in front of the sink, washing my plate and sobbing uncontrollably just thinking over and over again that my mom won't live long enough to hug her grandchildren. anyway i haven't told my mom about this i don't know what her reaction will be. i feel that she might be amused as well as a little bit concerned about my feeling pressured to produce an offspring. like is said oh to be 25 again!

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have a great summer!
july 2009

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sunday.

shoes
new york
2009

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melancholy - it's that feeling you get when you hear a song that makes you want to be 16 again

wistful - that's what i feel when i look at pictures of that certain individual who made me so happy yet so inadequate at the same time. oh to be young and in love

bewildered - after everything that has happened in my life this past year with all the false alarms and the panic i am still where i feel that i am supposed to be. miracles are given is small dozes i suppose.

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miss impulsive strikes again...

yesterday while lining up to exchange our cable box i just decided to subscribe to the filipino channel. i finally did it! so now as i am typing this entry i am also watching cheesy starlets singing cheesy pop songs. instead of going out with akiko to meet new people in the city i chose to watch asap and cook while wearing my pajamas.

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I have reached an all time low. I am currently using my cellphone to blog while my laptop is in front of me...

a little note to myself

january 3, 2009

this too shall pass...

right now i am just living my life one day at a time. i feel that if i think too much about my future i will just end up feeling frustrated, disappointed and worse a complete and utter failure. i have learned how to accept whatever life throws at me, i am already so battered and bruised that i think one more curve ball won't even make a difference. if this happened to me when i was in my early 20s i don't know what i have done. everyday i am thankful that i have such a supportive and loving family. my friends who are always encouraging me and listening to whatever ramblings i might have. anyway this is not intended as a sad entry but instead a reminder to myself that despite whatever BS i am going through i am still blessed.

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old school
1983

Friday Funday

today at school i gave my camera to two of my children and asked them to take pictures around the playground. the results were amazing, i did not expect them to take such great pictures. today is is just one of those days that you wish would last forever, this beats sitting inside the office 8 hours a day...

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pictures courtesy of kelli (5) and curtis (5)

tire
shoot and run
run

hanging around
nature's jungle gym
crazy teacher who aged 10 years

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Freedom

puerto rico
2006

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a lot of things were bothering me these past couple of weeks. to say that i was stressed was an understatement. fast forward to today, all those issues have been resolved and now i am somewhat free. now i feel really weird, i am not used to this "freedom". last night i woke up a couple times looking for the familiar knot in the pit of the stomach instead i felt nothing. i have been in an anxiety ridden existence these past couple of months that i forgot how it felt to have a worry-free life. anyway i should not complain but it's just a completely different feeling. i wish my life was a musical so that i could break out into a song and dance routine without looking like a crazy person.

a little ray of sunshine in an otherwise gloomy day:

anna: ms. a do you have a house?
me: yes
anna: do you have parents
me: yes i have parents
anna: what is your mommy's name?
me: tina
anna: what is your daddy's name?
me: ed
me: what is your mommy's name?
anna: she does not have one.

the weekend

flew to DC for the weekend, not a smart move.

i basically did not sleep the entire 4 days so now i feel like i am having an out of body experience. 5 minutes ago i hit my head against the wall thus leaving a lovely bump on my forehead. so now i think i found a cure to exhaustion and that is banging your head against a concrete wall, if that won't wake you up i don't know what else will.

it's weird being in DC. i was gone for almost 2 years but it felt like i've been away for only a week.

i got a little wake up call this weekend. my faith has been tested this past two years, a little incident on friday set me right back on track. there really are angels here on earth.

it's nice to be back in california although i had to convince myself as i was riding the cab to the airport.

today i feel blessed.

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k street, NW
washington, dc
2/15/09
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Spurts

hello blog, hello world it's been a while.

i made a promise at the beginning of 2008. i promised to write more. in retrospect i intended to do it, but the procrastinator in me won (as usual).

ever since i moved to california, i can't seem to write anymore. i don't know if it's the weather, my new lifestyle, my work or too much korean dramas (i blame the dramas and old age).

this year i am turning 29, which is quite an odd year to be at. it's like i'm too old to wear super tight t-shirts yet too young to wear "adult clothes" (i can't give you an example because everytime i think about it pant suits pop in my head). anyway i'm on the brink off my 20s it's a bit scary but last i heard 30 is the new 21 or something like that.

no interesting people and observations to write about. i blame having a car.

miss you lots, i won't make promises to you anymore because i seem to break it all the time. promises, they say are meant to be broken however i feel like a mom who asked you to wait for me at the cereal aisle while i get a shopping cart and never came back because i ran off with my alcoholic boyfriend named leon.

this is a start i suppose...

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getty museum
los angeles, ca

milking it

lunch time, wedensday

miss a: curtis please finish your milk
curtis: i don't want to
miss a: i believe you are 5 now right? so you have to finish your milk
curtis: i want to be 4
miss a: well you still need to drink milk
curtis: i want to be 3
miss a: the more you need to drink milk
curtis: i want to be 10
miss a: you need milk to strengthen your bones
curtis: i want to be 18
miss a: the older you get the more you need calcium for your bones curtis, so please drink your milk
curtis: i want to be a dog
miss a: dogs still need to drink milk
curtis: i want to be a cow
miss a: cows also drink milk, it even comes from them
curtis: *looks around* i want to be a flower
miss a: *taken aback (how do you top that?) ummm... okay go ahead and clean up

*that child should be a lawyer

still life
monterey bay aquarium
2008

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the sweetest thing

mom and pops
carmel by the sea, CA
april 2008

while we were preparing to go for a walk around the neighborhood josh, a 5 year old boy in my class blurted out "Ms. A I wish you had more hands so that you can hold all of our hands". at the end of the day, when i feel like giving up this is what keeps me going.

i am still playing the waiting game...

sorry for the cryptic messages, once everything settles maybe i will be in the mood to explain.

"i'm okay" i have been saying these for the last couple of months and i am starting to believe it.

and so it begins again...

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moving again, hello boxes, goodbye room

i am so tired of packing i think the longest i have stayed in one place was 3 years other than that it seemed that i was moving every year. to think i was quite optimistic about 2008, i even compared it to a warm, soft grandmother but guess what like in the stories i tell my children she turned out to be the wolf in disguise. anyway someone asked me this question a couple weeks ago, he asked me what was the most important thing in my life right now, and without even thinking i answered: stability. stability is at the top, nothing even comes close to it. if you ask me where i see myself 5 years from now i would tell you point blank i do not know, what about a year from now? i will still answer you the same thing i do not have a clue, i don't even want to think what will happen in october and that is 2 months away. i guess for now i will just have to concentrate on putting my life in boxes for the nth time, unpacking, getting used to an unfamiliar place and when that place feel a little bit like home pack up and move again.

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Follow you home, you've got your headphones on and you're dancing
Got lucky, beautiful shot you taking everything off watch the curtains wide open
Then you fall in the same routine flicking through the TV relaxed and reclining
And you think you're alone...

Why do you have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you
Must you make me laugh so much
It's bad enough we get along so well
Say goodnight and go

imogen heap, good night and go

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my little discovery...

coby
las vegas, march 2008

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currently listening to: haru haru - big bang


homesick... thank god for this website now i have a little piece of the philippines. my current obsession aside from the usual melodramas, the korean variety show and sharon cuneta movies is the awesome show called imbestigador. mike enriquez you should run for president, from people whose identity has been stolen to shirtless guys making dentures and retainers for an unsuspecting lot nothing escapes him. from the cheesy music to the weird way he talks, it's so over the top that it's good. you can say i am a big fan of "over the topness" if there is such a word. i was making fun of my cousin whose favorite show is america's most wanted and cops, if she only knew about this secret of mine, i will never hear the end of it.

my roommate and i are currently in a frenzy over this guy :

takenouchi yutaka
*drool*
(photo courtesy of: http://www.ken-on.co.jp/takenouchi/)

a happy thought courtesy of my children:

amanda - eyes as big as saucers and is whispering to us in a conspirational tone: "you know guys when i was watching tv in my room..." pauses for dramatic effect
me: yes amanda? what did you see?
amanda: i saw a BOYGIRL!
me: a what?
amanda: a boy girl
wilbert: what's a boy girl?
amanda: a boy that looks like a girl
wilbert: ahhh, you know what sometimes i think my dad is a girl.
me: can you please pass me the milk

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a confession of some sort...

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last night, in the dark i watched a movie that i have been dying to watch for a long time. i was lucky enough to find it online and even though i had to wake up early the next day i just had to watch it. the cinematic masterpiece i searched fervently for was the 80's gem dear heart. yes, dear heart the movie every sharonian (and for my case closet sharonian) should watch. the story is about a girl, april (or EP-REL as eddie garcia would pronounce it) a rich girl with a very protective father and a young man named jimmy who is the bastard son of a mining tycoon ( i always wanted to write "a bastard son of a mining tycoon", sounds very grown up). basically the storyline is so predictable that you would know what was going to happen just by watching the opening montage (and that was sharon riding a horse in baguio).

girl meets boy, girl does not like boy, girl and boy bicker (in taglish...."i'll make palo your head" blah blah blah), girl and boy fall in love, *cue montage* with girl and boy chasing each other on the beach, girl wearing jeans while swimming, father of girl is against the relationship, girl and boy got stranded in the mountains, girl's dad calls police, girl got grounded does not want to eat, boy was thrown in jail, boy's dad finally acknowledges his son, bails him out, girl's dad finally realized what an ass he was, says sorry to girl, throws a lavish 16th birthday party for daughter, makes a cheesy speech something about a golden girl in a golden cage (he lost me after the golden cage), boy appears in a tuxedo asks girl to dance, they hug. the end.

the reason why i love watching 80s tagalog movies it's over the top. it oozes with melodrama, cheese, bad hair and make up. i love the dialogue with corny english phrases scattered in it (your ANG-KEL perised in a plen kras). i love how easy things work out for the characters, the reversal of fortunes. i love how it reminds me of lazy summer days and in some weird way bananacue and turon.

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naptime, april 2008

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"But if you left it up to me
Everyday would be
A holiday from real
We'd waste our weeks
Beneath the sun
We'd lie and tell our friends
It's so much fun out here
When it's all over
I'll come back for another year"

Holiday from Real, Jack's Mannequin

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everything i know i learned from the playground

getty museum, los angeles

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love according to amanda, 4 years old:
"when you get married, make sure it's with someone you love, not like"

marriage according to andrew, 5 years old:
"i want to get married so that i can get a ring" i want to get married 10 times so that i can get 10 rings"

parents according to wilbert, 4 years old:
"i am sometimes scared of my dad because i sometimes think he's a girl"

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a day in the life of...

palace of fine arts
san francisco

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discovered books again. it's like seeing a very dear and old friend.


a day in the life of...:

erika *holding up a picture of tulips*
me: those are tulips
erika: tulips
me: yes tulips have you seen these in the garden?
erika: yes i have tulips at home, they are red
me: really?
erika: yes (then she put her hand on her mouth, pretending like she is holding something) tulips (rubbing her mouth) i have a red one
me *puzzled look*
erika: tulips (still doing that action) i have a red one
*ding*
me: ooooooooohhhhhh erika tulips are flowers, what you put on your lips is called LIPSTICK
erika: *nods* yes tulips *and goes away*

it took me a while to figure out why she associated tulips with lipstick and then i realize ahhh tu-LIPS!

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Should i give up,
Or should i just keep chasing pavements?
Even if it leads nowhere,
Or would it be a waste?
Even If i knew my place should i leave it there?
Should i give up,
Or should i just keep chasing pavements?
Even if it leads nowhere

chasing pavements, adele

life is like a box of jelly beans...you wonder who the heck
thought that jalapeno would be a nice addition to an otherwise
great bunch.

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current addiction: this korean tv/reality show

yesterday i saw one of the saddest things i have ever seen, 2 middle aged women drunk at 8:00 pm crossing a busy intersection. what is more sadder than 2 women trying desperately to hold on to their inner queen bee, sorority 20 year old selves? knowing that they have a much exciting social life than a 28 year old single girl.

summer is almost over so that means that school is starting *hooray* -- can you tell that i am being sarcastic? don't get me wrong i love my children, i love teaching however, it's the constant "ms. A. MW is not my friend!" or "Ms. A, she hit me!" or *blag* WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!" that drains me of all my energy. with all the constant negotiations and peace talks i have to do all through out the day i should be able to work for the united nations. cleaning up vomit, pee and the dreaded number 2 has been added to my job description and possibly my resume. basically what i am trying to say is that whoever is looking for a peace negotiator that can sanitize and clean up vomit, pee and the dreaded number 2 i am the girl for that job.

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"Hey remember that time when my favorite colors were pink and green? Hey remember that month when I only ate boxes of tangerines? So cheap and juicy, tangerines...
That Time, Regina Spektor

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got carried away...

december 2007
christmas presents for my first montessori class

"everyone has a car, people who don't have cars are dead"
this quote is courtesy of my very outspoken 4 year old E in class today.

one time 4 year old M asked me "ms. a why are you alone?" and as if it was not clear enough he had a follow-up question "i mean why don't you have a kid?" i wanted to answer him, my dear boy it's because i am too busy watching my dramas instead of going out and meeting other people and also the stability that i am praying for is still an illusion, so please don't ever ask me that question again because it seems that everyone and their mother is asking me the same thing but instead i replied: "M, do you want to have a lesson?" distraction, it always works.

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Well actually I've got friends who (la la lie)
Will help me pull through (la la la lie la la la lie)
The spaceman that can't get high
I'm coming back to my girl by July
Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Jack's Mannequin, La La Lie

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ms. A. according to Curtis
04/18/2008
(Yes, my head is that big)

sentimental, that's what i feel today. looking at pictures taken 1, 3 even 5 years ago does not help either. it's weird seeing yourself grinning ear to ear with your arm around people who are now considered acquaintances instead of friends. it's sad to see the old place you used to call home, the old haunts you know so well are now just mega pixels and memories.

tired was what i felt yesterday. coming back from a weekend with my family playing rockband on wii, i needed another vacation to recover from the vacation.

tomorrow, maybe tomorrow would be a little bit better. if things go my way i might be even happy.

"When it's quiet, does she hear me? Jettisoned to the center of the storm And I'm thinking I Prefer not to be rescued"

Rescued, Jack's Mannequin