Pringles Pop

Dear blog-hoppers, you might want to view our song and video entry for Pringles U Pop contest.  It’s entitled "PRINGLES POP".  Click this link:

http://www.pringlesupop.com/Watch.aspx?id=229

Help us to win… for a rare opportunity of airing it on MyX.  Vote and post your comments.  You’ll definitely love that song and video… Voting is up until Feb 22.  Better cast your votes now…

PRINGLES POP is brought to you by :

Team Poppers [Video appearances of Noel Estuaria and Jonalyn Geminiano]

Sung by:  Maricel Navarro

Music by:  Sheggz and the Great Yoda

Video Concept: Daddy ni Mommy

Decisions vs. Choice

I’m halfway through with my deliverables for the day.  I thank God for this day that it made me appreciate a lot of things.  The writings on the wall made reaffirmed my conviction that my decisions are all worthwhile.  I’ve been for quite sometime troubled whether or not I made the right choice.  I feel sorry at times I got impatient at not seeing signs of what I’ve been praying.  And at the most unexpected times, these were flashed right into my face.

Printed on a white shirt: “Live your call.  Serve your purpose.  Fulfill your destiny.”

 

The Heartbreak Kid:  “He waited all his life to get married.  Too bad he didn’t wait another week.”

Putting into account what Mojo Jojo shared this morning, “decisions” are different from “choice”.  Decisions vary.  It can be changed and realigned anytime you like it.  Choice is not.  Once you made a choice, you have to put a firm stand towards holding on to that.

I have just started with all the things that will make me feel complete and fulfilled as a person.  I have just started fulfilling dreams and passion I’ve long been trying to achieve.  Now that it’s just right in front of me, my eyes are all set “grabbing it” not just for selfish motives but a need to fulfill one’s physiological need to accomplish something.  Looking back, these are the things that would make feel better as a person.

This is the only time in my life that I know what I am doing and I love what I am doing.  Allow me to enjoy every detail of it.  I am in the forefront of seeing the fruits of my labor.  “I am completing myself… before I make myself worthy to be shared and loved by someone God chooses to be with me for the rest of my life.”

Someone has to say sorry.  Someone has to beg for time.  Someone has to free someone. 

If it’s true love… definitely it can wait…

Fallen Angel

It’s 10am.  I’ve been in my seat for almost 2 hours already and I had done nothing significant aside from blogging.  I had a handful of things to do that need immediate attention but I couldn’t work efficiently. Something’s bugging me making me feel so uneasy since last week.  Uneasy about everything and everyone.  I had to keep it for myself coz it’s nonetheless, a disaster if shared.  On my way back to Manila, i had this in mind…

"God must have sent 3 guardian angels for me pa lang.  One is guarding and the other one serving as backup in case my first angel got pissed off and gave up.  And the 3rd, acting as mediator in case the 2 angels had a quarrel about saving "sheggz" hahaha. While God is watching over us, heading back and forth thinking of how best to conquer me.

Everytime I’m decided to make a 360 turn on my normal track, something has to happen to remind me "I’m on the wrong side" and I need to back-off.  Hmm…

This is one of the usual "rebellious" days that even my friends can’t do something about it except to keep silent and wait till I’m back to my senses.  Want some clues?

• Ignore mode at text messages, chat and email.
• Tigger look when someone bothered to talk to me.
• Whole day music tripping
• Dance alone
• Long round trip alone
• Reject phone calls
• I spend videoke sessions alone
• I watch movie and concert alone

When symptoms persist, better back-off.

Dark Voice

Maliit lang ang bayan namin para hindi maging magkakakilala ang mga tao.  Kaya ganon na lang ang gulat ko ng minsang paguwi ko, may ikalawang insidente na naman ng pagbibigti.  Ganon sa min.. pag uso ang dengue.. dengue.. pag uso ang sakit.. sakit.. pag uso ang suicide.. sunod-sunod ang suicide..

Higit kong ikinagulat na… kaibigan pala ng kapatid ko yun… si Adrian.

Huli ko ciang nakita, eleksyon.  Kandidato kasi sya sa pagkakonsehal at ang natatandaan ko lang ay ang napakasimpleng ngiti at tapik sa balikat.  Nangilid ang luha ko ng marinig ko sa nanay ko ang detalyadong kwento… lalo na ng marinig ko ang katagang ito…

Nanay ni Adrian: "Wala na palang mas sasakit pa para sa magulang ang makita mong ang anak mo ay nakabitin.  Nawalan na ako ng malay-tao."

Napapikit talaga ako ng marinig ko yun.  Tangi ko lang nasabi.. "Hindi nya napaglabanan…" 

Batay sa kwento, mabait at palakaibigan… andami nga daw talagang malulungkot kasi bata at matanda kaibigan nya.  Wala na yung makikihiga sa mga sofa, makikipagkwentuhan, madaling makaladkad na driver, wala na ang kabatian… at para kay lola… wala na ung dadaan sa bahay para lang magmano at magsasabing…. "Anda, mano po!"… miminsan lang ako makarinig ng ganong mga testimonial ng tao para sa mga simpleng tao tulad nya.. siguro nga… mabait na tao un para andaming malungkot sa pagkawala.

Ramdam ko rin ang lungkot sa kapatid ko habang nagdadrive cia pabalik ng manila… antahimik namin pareho eh.  Naitanong ko na lang na… "Nagtetext ba sa yo un dati?  Tumango lang cia.  "Wala bang nabanggit na problema man lang sa yo?"  Umiling lang.

Hanggang sa sinusulat ko to.. naluluha pa din ako.  Masakit siyempre ung aalis man lang ang kaibigan na hindi man lang nagpaalam lalo na at ang paglisan ay nangangahulugan ng hindi na muling pagkikita…

I feel sad that someone has to cut his life short and never had the courage to fight that "dark voice"… there is! 

It always brings back a lot of memories making me feel so "blessed"… someone by the name Ge saved me not to hear that "dark voice"…

Amadeans would definitely be missing an angel and a friend in Adrian…  Hopefully, my friend Rowel would help you to cross over

Heart-shaped Gift

Supposedly not my first blog for this week. 

I woke up at 4:30am.  In my case, it’s quite alarming that I got up early… 2 hours before my bro’s alarm clock rings.  I go over my inbox and not even bothered to reply at the messages.  One of the usual "duh, the hell I care" days… I’m thinking that Monday will definitely one long day to start the week.  I went back to bed but it never even gave me one of those usual "power nap".  

On our way to the office, I heard from Mojo Jojo to make it a habit to "spot your blessing" for the day.  It does not have to be big but it has to be something you feel a "blessing". 

I went straight to Country Style and found out that there are so many "honey glazed" donuts still available on the rack.  I said.. "1 point!".  Then I saw their Valentine treat…. hehehe 

It painted one of the sweetest smiles I ever had.  Why?

Did you know that my favorite Valentine gift has never been any of the expensive bouquet of flowers nor chocolates hehehe… it was just that heart-shaped tin can from Dunkin Donuts or Mister Donut with three-heart-shaped donuts in it every Valentines.  True!  Every Valentine, I wish someone would give me that… coz I’m fond of collecting those… and the tiny notes attached to it hahaha  I used to pray for that when I was still in my junior years until college hahahaha

It brings a lot of good and funny memories of simple yet not so complicated love life… That’s why I used to greet "Happy Hearts!" instead of "Happy Valentines!"