Why God made moms

"Why God made moms" answers given by elementary school age children to the following questions.

Why did God make mothers?
1. She's the only one who knows where the scotch tape is.
2. Mostly to clean the house.
3. To help us out of there when we were getting born.

How did God make mothers?
1. He used dirt, just like for the rest of us.
2. Magic plus super powers and a lot of stirring.
3. God made my mom just the same like he made me. He just used bigger parts.

What ingredients are mothers made of?
1. God makes mothers out of clouds and angel hair and everything nice in the world and one dab of mean.
2. They had to get their start from men's bones. Then they mostly use string, I think.

Why did God give you your mother and not some other mom?
1. We're related.
2. God knew she likes me a lot more than other people's moms like me.

What kind of little girl was your mom?
1. My mom has always been my mom and none of that other stuff.
2. I don't know because I wasn't there, but my guess would be pretty bossy.
3. They say she used to be nice.

What did mom need to know about dad before she married him?
1. His last name.
2. She had to know his background. Like is he a crook? Does he getdrunk on beer?
3. Does he make at least $800 a year? Did he say NO to drugs andYES to chores?

Why did your mom marry your dad?
1. My dad makes the best spaghetti in the world. And my mom eats a lot.
2. She got too old to do anything else with him.
3. My grandma says that mom didn't have her thinking cap on.

Who's the boss at your house?
1. Mom doesn't want to be boss, but she has to because dad's such a goof ball.
2. Mom. You can tell by room inspection. She sees the stuff under the bed.
3. I guess Mom is, but only because she has a lot more to do than dad.

What's the difference between moms and dads?
1. Moms work at work & work at home, & dads just go to work at work.
2. Moms know how to talk to teachers without scaring them.
3. Dads are taller & stronger, but moms have all the real power 'cause that's who you got to ask if you want to sleep over at your friend's.
4. Moms have magic, they make you feel better without medicine.

What does your mom do in her spare time?
1. Mothers don't do spare time.
2. To hear her tell it, she pays bills all day long.

What would it take to make your mom perfect?
1. On the inside she's already perfect. Outside, I think some kind of plastic surgery.
2. Diet. You know, her hair. I'd diet, maybe blue.

If you could change one thing about your mom, what would it be?
1. She has this weird thing about me keeping my room clean. I'd get rid of that.
2. I'd make my mom smarter. Then she would know it was my sister who did it and not me.
3. I would like for her to get rid of those invisible eyes on her back

first time ko po...  

karma?

i'm a bit of a skeptic
when i come upon "food for thought"
concepts like
God, destiny, fate, and karma
i tend to chew on them first

but in this particular instance...
well... i'd have to say
there has to be some cosmic force out there

because the employer who fired
our manager just got his girlfriend/ receptionist fired!
oh... its "forced resignation."
mwahahaha

now that has got to be a hint!

"difference in opinion"

"difference in opinion"
that was why he was fired.

our mananger was fired because of
"difference in opinion."
now what is that?!
it's a stupid reason to fire a person.

having a "difference in opinion"
just means that a person is thinking

having a "difference in opinion"
just means that the person is in fact effective

if he didn't want a manager to have a
"difference in opinion"
then he should have hired a secretary
not a manager!
or maybe someone who would bend over
when he asked!

the manager and i had numerous instances
where we had "differences in opinion"

he always wanted things "comprehensive"
while i preferred them "mainstreamed"
he thought reports were better "inclusive"
while i often made them "focused."

he believed "more was good"
while i was adamant that "less was more"

he was always prim and proper
while i was unconventional and rebellious

we had our arguements
but as long as we got the work done
having a "difference in opinion"
didn't matter
becuase the work was done
and the work was good
because our "differences in opinion"
scourged the weaknesses in the other

that makes a good manager
not the ego-manic ASS who fired him.

but i guess i'm next in line to get the boot
becuase i believe he shouldn't have been fired
for having a "difference in opinion"

well he can fire My Ass
because i will always have
a "difference in opinion"

an empty chair

dedicated to: Darrell Sadaya
inspired by: Mary Ann Haramil

an empty chair
someone used to be there

a man brilliant
handsome, kind

a man who smoked Lucky Strike
on his free time

he leads the choir
but has to take a shot of Fundador before the mass

they'll never find another like him
he can motivate people
without a reprimand
his very presence
commands authority

the way he works
just makes me feel guilty
that I may not be working hard enough

i like his philosophy:
work hard
then...
party hard

our manager
our mentor
our friend

i speak of him as if he's dead
hehehe but he's not
he just got fired
oh... its "forced resignation."
but still unjustly so.

i miss him...
though i have a lot to remember him by
his teachings
my memories
this entry
and
an empty chair

PMS - a curse to the world

the world is cursed with women
women are cursed with PMS
(pre/ post menstrual syndrome - whatever turns you on)
ergo the world is cursed with PMS

**i don't know if Sir Vaño would agree to my logic and although i adore the man i honestly don't care

woe the world
because i have PMS
woe the world
that has to endure my being extra bitchy

**hehehe as if i'm not bitchy the rest of the month

but its no joke
dysmennorhea
read and be enlightened

Several manifestations:

• Acne, Hives, and similar skin problems
• Headaches, migraine and/or nausea
• Sinus problems and sore throat
• Anxiety, depression, aggressiveness, irritability
• Salt &/or sweet craving and food bingeing
• Backache, and/or joint swelling and pain
• Bloating of the abdomen, cramps breast swelling and tenderness
• Fainting spells, and even seizures
• Fatigue, lethargy and/or sleeplessness
• And other psychological symptoms such as rapid and sometimes drastic mood changes, or outbursts of anger and even violence, sometimes, even suicidal thoughts.

Cramping - the most evident of all symptoms - is in fact not in and of itself PMS. It is one of the possible events of PMS. PMS refers to a series of unpleasant effects which happen just prior to the onset of the monthly flow.

Primary Menstrual Cramps are caused by chemicals called prostaglandins (PGE2 & PGF1 &2). They are manufactured in your body from arachidonic acid, which is found in high amounts in Margarine and other "trans" fats Animal Fats.

The prostaglandin PGE1, on the other hand, reduces smooth muscle contractions (like the uterus) and even lowers cholesterol. PGE1 prostaglandins are manufactured in the body from essential fatty acids (EFAs) in vegetable oils, notably, flax seed oil and or flax seed meal. Or, they can be taken in supplemental form as primrose or borage oil capsules.

Good luck me
Good luck world
that has to endure my being extra bitchy

** Medical info care of: Angelo A. Querin DDS, MA, DC

something better than nothing

I am the only one,
but still I am one.
I cannot do everything,
but still I can do something.
And because I cannot do everything,
I will not refuse to do the something that I can.

-- Edward Everett Hale --

what i learned today

"Forgiveness is when i give up my right to hurt you because you hurt me."

Forgiveness is letting God handle the issue
If you believe there is a God

Forgiveness is forgetting the equation
'eye for an eye'
'tooth for a tootn'

To err is human
To forgive divine

Forgiveness is indeed an act of divinity
Bullshit
How easy is it to just let someone step all over you?

But forgiving is not like forgetting
I think those are 2 entirely different things

"Forgiveness is when i give up my right to hurt you because you hurt me."

by chance

tonight
by chance
i met an old friend
and by chance
i met a new one too

i wasn't planning on going out to eat
i already gate-crashed someone's birthday blow-out here in the office :)

tonight
by chance
i was told to find a new job
and by chance
i was offered one too

for some time, the ambience here has been about leaving
but for the first time more people had been talking about it

tonight
by chance
all this happened
at the same time

as i had my lunch
as i thought about leaving
an opportunity was presented
a door was opening

by chance?

i have a crush

i have a crush
very good-looking
deadly witty

i have a crush
he's a raconteur
(i just learned that word.
it's mystifying, just like him)

i have a crush
i love the way he writes
i love the way he expresses himself

i have a crush
he doesn't know me
and i don't know him

but i do know he wants to be a broadcast journalist
... very seldom for college boys to already have such a direction
i know he's father is in America
i know his mother is planning to follow there
i know he has a brother
i know he goes to UP
i know he's about to drop PE 2
i know he loves to write

he reminds me much of another person i know
but the fact that he is a stranger
is even more of an appeal to me

i don't like getting to know a crush
because that will potentially lead to him no longer becoming one
he will either become more or less than a crush
and that's not how i want a crush to be

crush (n.)
an object of extravagant short-lived passion
someone you would adore though not in his presence
someone you put on a pedestal and worship in your head
someone who would make you feel squirmish and smile
someone ideal
someone perfect

someone ideal
which refers to no one
someone perfect
which in reality is no one
there can be none

none but an image in my mind
none but who i conceive him to be
none but who i hope he would be

that is a crush
a representation of an ideal
perfected in my head

requiring only meager antecedents
like the sight of him
like one of his stories
like one of his musings
and that is him

and that is all i have of him
but that is enough
as any more may just ruin my crush
... any more than this may quench the admiration
... any more than this may take him off my pedestal
... any more than this may make him less perfect to me

who are you?

who are you
that thoughts of you cloud my mind
who are you
that images of you fog my mind

who are you
that makes me shiver in the heat and sweat in the cold
who are you
that you make me lose control

who are you
that i long for you to stay
who are you
that i miss you the moment you turn away

who are you
that i have fallen apart
who are you
that you have stolen my heart

no...
i'd rather not know
better you remain a stranger
the perfection that you are

better in my heart, in my mind
where forever you are mine
better you remain a fantasy... my fantasy
than a tainted reality

a friendly reminder

i saw several old friends tonight
it was quite unexpected

we taught pre-school together
only for barely a year
and more than a year has passed

it is even more unexpected
that such a bond exists up to now

we had common friends
we had common enemies
we had a common lunch break
we had only that hour to be in common

while we had more than a year to be different
but still we are the same to each other

we don't see each other often
we don't talk much
we hardly even stay in contact

but its always a pleasure to hear from them
its always a delight to know they are there

it is true what they say of friends
"Friends are like wine,
they grow better with age"

even if you think you've become out of reach
even if you think none of you is thinking of each other
even if you think you have gone separate ways
... taken separate turns
... lived different lives

still we taught pre-school together
though only for barely a year
and more than a year has passed

we had a year to be different
but still we are the same to each other

friendship is some relationship
sturdier than marriage
more reliable than romance

a meeting of minds
a reverence of hearts
a value of each other's being

it does not have to be daily contact/ texts/ calls
it does not have to be flowers and chocolates
it does not have to be butterflies in the stomache

when after more than a year
someone fondly remembers you
then that has to be it

obituary for my butterflies

I am saying goodbye to my butterflies. They are a pair of well-loved one-inch heeled khaki leather sandals which i have worn the past 5 months. It is just so sad that they have rotted away, with no more chance of being repaired (as the girl from Mr. Quickie told me).

I fell in love with them the first time i saw them. I was going to buy a cheaper simpler pair of sandals but having glimpsed them from the corner of my eye. I decided to buy them. I don't get new stuff often anyway. They weren't that expensive. Although for me that is a very relative term - expensive. Is 600 expensive? For me it is. For a pair of sandals that is somewhat expensive already considering there are 99-peso or 199-peso sandals out there. Call me stingy but i prefer practicality over fashion -- except in this case of course.

I am not much of a butterfly person. and i am not much of a girly-girly girl. but for some reason i was drawn to those sandals, so much so that i wanted to wear them home after i bought them, as if i were an excited 2-year-old who just bought a pair of pink barbie shoes!

I was so sad when i felt them deteriorate beneath my feet. The weather was the culprit. The unpredictable showers, the inevitable floods and puddles (caused by the skies above and sometimes my daughter when she puts on my sandals and forgets to run to the toilet when she has to do a number 1). But oh well...

I guess its time to move on. To purchase a new pair of sandals. A chore which i have not yet done. I think i'm still mourning the loss of my butterflies - as dramatic as that may sound. But i can't seem to find a pretty pair right now even if i tried looking around. Haaaaaaay....

For the moment i'm stuck with wearing shoes. Of which i only have 2. Gosh i feel so impoverished! Sometimes i think maybe i'm just really picky or maybe i'm just really cheap! hehehe

So goodbye my butterflies - my beautiful irrepairable butterfly sandals. It was a pleasure looking at you, wearing you, and knowing that i had a pair. (charing!)

sho di abas

i love gay lingo
its not only fun to listen to
its mind stimulating as well

i learned it first in high school
and i grew to use it
and love it in college

when i was a kid
i used to re-arrange the letters in a word
aw lang
aw lang wangil

it was not an intellectual attempt
i just found it fascinating
estranged as that may sound

sho di abas
oka ra man na nga show
i find it cute

i simply adore gay people
not just bec they're fun to be with
but bec they're less concerned with the societal standards

i guess that maybe because in their being
they do defy societal standards

and because of that
they are less pretentious
they are less meek
they are not less than a heterosexual

i find it impressive
how they make their own versions of things
their own language
their own norms
their own style (which has conveniently become fashion trends)
they have created a virtual society of their own which encompasses ours

more than a man
more than a woman
in a world created only for a man & woman
it is queer, as queer as it is true

"if the world doesn't adapt to you,
you adapt to the world.
if the world refuses your adaptation
make your own that will."

holiday mode

i'm already at work but i'm still on holiday mode. i still want to sleep. i don't want to work. i don't want to be in front of this pc doing the brain draining assignments of the day, i want to be at home with my little girl reading "Elmo says 'Achoo!'" and watching Barbie as "Princess and the Pauper."

i lost my mug. i don't know where it is. it even had my name on it. i'm going to drown the person who took it. and if i find it (which i doubt i will), i'm taking it home!

and i don't even like what i'm doing. i hate having to do things which i know wouldn't be finished anyway bec it'll have to wait for the work of other people, or the approval of other people. because not getting the approval will mean the work would be useless after all. its frustrating! YOPAK UROY! YOPAK OYAAK!

$6,000

i was late tonight
15 minutes lang :)

and i had to face my Kano bossing who gets $6,000/ month
Syet!

who earns that much here in pinas?
aside from the corrupt i mean
c'mon who earns that much?
$6,000/ month!

Syet!
too bad he already found a pinay gf!
hahaha

but $6,000/ month!
Syet!

i still can't get it out of my system
i was told before that the directors in our company earned hundreds of thousands in salary but i never really believed hear-say like that until i saw with my own 2 eyes.
Syet
$6,000/ month!
i just can't get over it.

I wonder when i would be able to have that much
$6,000/ month
he could buy his gf a new car every other month
at $6,000/ month
Syet!

Well in fairness
he does work really hard
and he does work us really hard...
hmmmm... i don't think that's the fairness i was talking about
hahahaha

i'm really sleepy and tired now
but $6,000/ month!
Syet!
i still can't get over it

that converts to
P339,000
that's a lot of money
i'd get that much only after 37.67 freaking months!
that's more than 3 dog gone years!
Syet
and he's earning it in a month!

oh well...
that's life i guess
some get $6,000/ month
Syet!
and some don't
life is syet!