Help!

I don't know what happened.  But I guess, it all started when I linked my Facebook account to my yahoo account just a few weeks ago.  I was glad I did that because now, I get to check FB updates straight from my Yahoo account.  On the other hand, long before that, I had my mobile no. registered thru yahoo messenger so that, even when I am offline, I can still receive and retrieve messages from my cellphone.

However, I first noticed that something went wrong when i was awaken by a message alarm from my cellphone at around 4 o'clock in the morning.  It was from a classmate asking me, "Gising ka pa?" (Still awake?).  What a question... I was awaken just to be asked if I'm still awake? Hahaha!  I reread the message again and to my horror, she texted thru FB!  And it was not only from her that I got FB messages at wee hours of the morning... at DIFFERENT days.

Few days ago, another classmate teased me that he always see me online at FB.  Not only that, hubby commented that I was online in Yahoo when I was supposed to be mobile.  I swear, I signed out of my account PROPERLY.  This incident happened a number of times already, that's why I am little bit bothered.

It only means one thing:  I have been online ALL the time.  Why?  What have I done? Will somebody explain what's going on?

Septic Review

Before I totally forget about what my classmates and I watched on the big screen almost a month ago, let me just blog about it. (I hope the grimy look of the ticket, shown at the left side of this post, achieved its purpose of being an effective visual aid. LOL)

The film entitled, "Ang Babae sa Septic Tank" was the first indie movie that I watched.  I got curious about it when I saw its banner being prominently displayed at CCP where hubby and I happened to pass by on our our way to Malate one Saturday evening.  I learned later that entry films for the 7th Cinemalaya Independent Film Festival were featured at CCP during that week.

Since our professor was not around that Sunday morning, my classmates and I trooped to SM Manila and waited for its 1st showing.  Thanks to She-Ann, we had free popcorns, which my other classmates stopped munching when the camera started rolling and focused towards yucky scenes. Hahaha!

This film is not a typical Filipino movie, it does not lead to the usual happy ending.  After the show, it will just leave everybody thinking.  Also, I must say, Eugene Domingo is so amazing!  She really deserves that Best Actress award.

That film is a whole new experience for me.  A movie buff that I once was, I just wonder, when would my next indie movie-watching be?

Office's Song for the Week

I first took notice of this song few days ago while I was riding a taxi on my way home.  It was played over a local FM radio and according to the deejay, the song hit no. 1 on their charts.  Featuring the song in the "Minsan Lang Kita Iibigin" teleserye must have helped boost its ratings.

To appreciate the song and to avoid distraction, I suggest one listens to it sans the music video.  What made me personally like the song is the way the singer poured her heart and soul into it.  One could feel the heaviness of her melancholic heart while singing it.  It's as if she was crying while begging for somebody to spare her love..

Fortunately, my officemates like the song too that I could play it over and over again from my pc without them complaining it.  In fact, to please my older officemate, once in a while, I also played Imelda Papin's "Bakit" and "Hindi Ako Isang Laruan".  Hehehe. But of course, that's another story...

And So I Thought...

According to the Official Gazette, tomorrow, August 21, 2011, is declared as a Ninoy Aquino Day and as such, it is listed under the nationwide regular holidays and special non-working holidays thereat.  My classmates and I recently found out however that the school has not made any announcements, up to this moment, that there will be no classes tomorrow.

That's sad... I thought tomorrow will be my free day.  I thought tomorrow would have been my rare chance to stay at home and just laze around..

Now, for plan B... :(

Goin' Loco Over Bruno

I've been playing this music video everytime I go online.  It's a shame though that I don't get to have a youtube access at the office. Guess, I'll just have to make use of the youtube downloader. :(

I don't know if this is an old music video.  I just happened to watch it only last Monday, August 15, 2011, while I was having breakfast at the office cafeteria.  Since then, I've been hooked to it.  That makes me, officially, an instant fan of Bruno Mars. ;)

Line..

Last night, I finally got myself a postpaid plan.  This is after spending countless nights of too much contemplating on the pros and cons of having a fixed charge added to my monthly budget.

Whew!  A budget-conscious animal specie that I shamefully admit that I am, I swear it was such a tough decision.  To think that I only subscribed that unli text plan and not the more costly one.. Tsk! Tsk! Tsk!

Well, with this development, I hope I will no longer have the excuse not to text or reply to text messages received, that is, from my co-smart subscribers. Hehehe!

Seriously speaking, what really prompted me to finally decide on this matter is that, I believe constant communication plays a vital role in maintaining a healthy relationship with the love of my life. ;)

Today is Papa's 12th

Today, August 14, 2011, marks the 12th death anniversary of my father..

Time flies fast.  But I still vividly remember that one fateful Saturday morning when my brother and I got a call that we needed to go home fast.

Since there was still no flights then from Cebu to Surigao, we proceeded to SuperCat Terminal and tried to book tickets for ourselves, but to no avail.  At that time, there was already a number of passengers who trooped to the pier.  They were on their way to Maasin... for a fiesta celebration.  And of course, they were in a festive mood while trying to outwit one another in securing those elusive gold tickets.  :(

I wanted to explain to the ticketing officer the urgency of our trip.  But then, a part of me was in denial that something bad was already happening at home.  In short, I closed my mouth, let the nature took its course, and let that chance fade..

Thereafter, my brother and I parted ways.  He went off somewhere while I went back to the boarding house... and waited...  Few minutes after, I got a dreaded call from him... that papa was gone...

I don't know how my landlady and my boardmate came to know about the bad news in just a few minutes.  I just heard them knocking at the door while calling my name.  I locked myself in, unmindful of them, cried endlessly.. and wished papa would see me for one last time... to say his last goodbye...

To this day, that memory still brings me to tears..  To this day, I still miss papa.. But then, I just console myself in knowing that someday, we will meet again...