My friendster :)

http://www.friendster.com/thealove

lifted from my friendster blog :)

Never have I, for even once in my life, thought of leaving this country. Yes, I imagined going to places, but maybe just to greet and feel the great wonders of the world. I never dreamed of spending most of my life in a territory not mine, in a land that I would never recognize as my place of birth.

Call me cheesy but I love my country. I love my country enough that I never had thoughts of leaving everything behind even if the opportunity to do so has long been there. Even if that somewhere far is where the greener pasteur is. I love my country that I want to serve it the best way I can--by staying.

I am a lover of politics, and all the dirt, grime, and mud that come with it..It is such a filthy world. But these are the things that open your eyes, and make you think again. And think.

Sans that premise, I believe I have a hundred more reasons to stay. I have my mom, my family, my friends, my noble job. And I have Nix. :)

I want to start a family here. I want my children to grow up in a country they could call their own. I want them to walk in a street with people who look like them. I want them to sing the National Anthem which is rightfully theirs.

The Philippines is the No.1 most corrupt in Asia. This is probably the only country where people running for an elective post seek the service of actors for political advertisements, as attested by Washington Post reporter James Dickenson, who I had a meaningful chat with last January. This is the only place in Asia where the election is tagged as a circus. This is the only country where doctors want to be nurses and teachers want to become domestic helpers abroad. Not that I have something against nurses or domestic helpers. I just found such a sudden change in profession absurd. You get the picture.

Oh well. I love this country. Odd controversies, unusual politics, and weird people make the country much more colorful. They're just bonus to over 7000 breath-taking islands.

--April 10, 2007.

Men and Women

THE MOODS OF A WOMAN

An angel of truth and a dream of fiction, A woman is a bundle of contradiction,
She's afraid of a wasp, will scream at a mouse, But will tackle a stranger alone in the house.
Sour as vinegar, sweet as a rose, She'll kiss you one minute, then turn up her nose,She'll win you in rage, enchant you in silk,She'll be stronger than brandy, milder than milk,At times she'll be vengeful, merry and sad, She'll hate you like poison, and love you like mad.

THE MOODS OF A MAN
Hungry.
Horny.
Sleepy.

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I got this email forward years ago. I think this is one electronic mail sensible and true enough to be forwarded over and over. :)

I am a big fan of Mad Labs of the National Geographic Channel and what most scientists love to observe is the major differences among men and women. Several studies have shown that attitude differences stem from their varying genetic formations. Social studies research claims it could be because of culture or orientation. Oh well, the 'difference phenomenon' had been in hundreds of books as well. Does the book "Men are from Mars, Women are from Venus" title ring a bell? I know a lot who've read that book. [I read just a few pages. I didn't devote much time to it. hehe]

Which leads me to...relaying my funny weekend date with Nixlove! :)

I had a cancelled day off last Saturday (read: cancelled date but double pay? hehe). Although I somehow expected that unfortunate call from my desk editor, I was still suprised (shocked? hehe) that I had to cover Namfrel on that sunny, supposedly restful day. Anyway, Nix and I still saw each other on Sunday.

And Sunday was a sale day at Galleria! hehe :) Nix is patient enough to be with me in the first three to four shops I go to. But when I attempted entering Celine shoe shop (which was probably the 10th shop) ,he opted to stay outside.

After I finished rumaging shoe racks, I was surprised to see a bunch of men waiting outside the store! They were not waiting for me.. hehe. The scene was really funny. Apparently, these men, including Nix, had the same decision: to just wait for their partners finish their (window) shopping.

Hay. :)

Spiderman!

Rating:	★★★
Category:	Movies
Genre:	Action & Adventure

Bad ending but good, unpredictable scenes. All of the characters had enough and rightful motivation for their actions. The effects were superb and the scenes weren't contrived. :) It's a good movie, really :) I just hate it when somebody (even a villain) dies in the end. You get my point.

Elections

Start:

May 14, '07 07:00a

Beat: Genuine Opposition headquarters, graveyard shift.

BEHIND THE STORIES

http://www.theaalberto.wordpress.com
my other outlet.

INQUIRER.net, Philippine News for Filipinos

http://www.inquirer.net
Your home, your newwws.

May 14

Start:

May 12, '07 2:00p

Elections!

First of my lovefull entry series :)

Even a thousand words would not be enough to describe who Nicolo (or for me: Nix) really is, and how he changed my life. It may sound weird but the moment I saw him, I knew he was that someone I have long been looking for. But I immediately dissed the idea because for one, I did not believe in love at first sight. Second and more importantly, he was in a relationship, and so was I.

We had occasional chats at SU’s room 11, mostly about our respective funny experiences. We would laugh at the weirdest jokes but we never had deep talks. He was a very private person, very mysterious. And at the end of the day, he was simply a colleague, an editor, a friend.

Several years after, however, the universe seemingly conspired to bring Nix and I together. After much pain in a previous relationship, I decided not to jump to another..only to find myself falling in love again—and harder, this time. J

More than just being my movie date or my lunch and dinner buddy, Nix has become my critic, my shock-absorber, my crying shoulder, my security blanket. More than the usual “kilig” moments, Nix has made my life a lot colorful, and better.

Days after we became officially a couple, Nix told me this: You are the stuff my dreams are made of; I’ve never been so inlove and I’ve never been so alive. J

That was what I felt too. And it hasn’t changed over the almost past three years J

And I suppose it won’t, even for the rest of our lives. Or even our lives after.

Now, can life get any better when you have somebody to tell you that? J

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One wicked wish for my maiden entry

I suddenly had that itch to write. I suddenly wanted to write a book, the kind that would make me a Pulitzer winner someday. I suddenly wanted to write a news story, the one that would adorn my by-line with journalism awards. But of course when you've got into the groove of writing, just when you thought you have enough momentum to create a thousand-page masterpiece, you would abruptly see yourself putting a period in the sentence that could have started it all. Like this.