Haven’t written one of these in a while. But since we’re back in this blog business then WTH right? This entry can also be called fb status messages that I considered posting but for some reason decided not too.

WHAT THE RIMOWA?

Apparently the PAL ground staff in Manila have a special policy regarding RIMOWA suitcases. They are treated as “SPECIAL HANDLING” and are not put on the conveyor with the other bags. Instead they are “picked up” by the baggage handlers from the check-in counter. When asked why, the ground staff said “Because the owners complain.”  E di ba nga “indestructible”?  ‘WOW SPECIAL. NAHIYA NAMAN ANG SAMSONITE KO. SENSYA.

ENGLISH ONLY, PLEASE!!!

Who writes the subtitles for Tagalog movies? It really bothers me when I see that the subtitles are badly written. They don’t have to be direct translations but they should at least make sense right? And then how come sometimes the character’s lines are in English and yet the English subtitles are wrong??? KOKOPYAHIN MO NA LANG DI BA?

PETMALU#$%@#$@%@$#@$

Every time I see someone post or hear anyone say “petmalu” or “lodi”, I cringe. We already did that whole reversing the words thing in the 70s-ermats, erpats etc. And those words had some charm. Plus if you’re going to do this, then the least you can do is do it right. It’s not LO-DEE, it should be pronounced LO-DIE, cause the it’s not EE-DOL, it’s EYE-DOL. $%#@#$@#%#$%#$%

FIDGET SPINNERS. ‘Nuff said.

DO IT RIGHT.

Just because you add a letter “O” or “A” or pronounce the word differently an English becomes Tagalog.  We are in a restaurant where all the servers are required to speak in straight Tagalog even calling Coke Zero-Coca Cola Bokya. But, when they gave us complimentary appetizers, the waiter said, “komplimentaryo”.  There’s no such thing.  Just because you added the O to Complimentary, that doesn’t make it tagalog.  And again, where does this whole “hihingi ng sori” when they mean ask for forgiveness thing they keep saying in Pinoy movies???  It should be “hihingi ng tawad”  TAGALOG NA YAN, MALI PA????

 

That’s all for now…bow.

 

 

 

 

 

 

I have always loved romance novels. From the first Mills & Boon book I borrowed from my lola, I graduated toSweet Valley High, Harlequin to Silhouette Romances . I watch sappy Hallmark Channel movies in my spare time (have over 100 saved on my hard drive). My ipad is filled with happily ever after rom-coms. Maybe this is why, because I never had my dream happy ending, I felt my life was not moving towards “happily ever after”.   And I would forever be hosting my own pity party.

I always thought that by this time in my life I’d be happily married with six children. As I got older and not having found my soulmate, I realize the happily married part might not be for me. And when I had a hysterectomy in 2014 I realized the six children might not be in the cards either. And I cried and I cried and I cried. But then I realize that my life wasn’t so bad.  My sister had cancer! Cancer. And all I had were 3 myomas. So I can’t have kids, but I have nephews and nieces who treated me like a second mom. And I have my Cuervo who is, as I call him, my only child who I spoil rotten. I don’t have a husband or a boyfriend but I have friends to watch movies with, or have coffee or dinners with. I have a family who puts up with all my crap, real or imagined. I have my own home stamped with personal touches in every corner.

This last year was difficult, filled with challenges for me and my family that I never imagined we would face. There are still obstacles ahead of us that we, as a family, are tackling together. But who doesn’t? Really.

I turn 50 this year. And though, thanks to Luminisce and Dr. Kaycee Reyes, I don’t look it (it’s my blog, walang kokontra!!), I will not deny that I am just a few months shy of being a Golden Girl. And perhaps, as I hit my personal milestone, it’s time I to start a new chapter in my life.   This year will be about celebrating the good, letting go of the bad and cherishing every thing and everyone. Tama na ang nega! I have been the victim of a drama I created. So it’s time to devictimize the victim. I will end that story and begin a new one filled with only good things.

This new year is a new 365-page book and it’s up to me to write my own story.  And that story begins today….BOW

 

 

 

It’s been a while since the last post, 2015 actually. And back then I said I was back and it was time to restart but I lied….:)

There have been many first sentences, some grew into paragraphs and some into finished first drafts. But none made it here to the final stage…the actual post.

When asked why I haven’t posted in a while, I say I’m blocked. I haven’t had the energy or the drive to post. I misplaced my voice. I only had these sad and dark thoughts floating in my brain and I didn’t want to write them down. Someone once told me that some of my posts (in another blog) were too heavy. But what was once lost can still be found, right? It’s my blog and I’ll post what I want to right?

So as part of my 2018 resolutions, I’ve decided to write again. Some will be heavy and maudlin, some funny and kind of ridiculous, some will be angst-y, some will just be a series of random thoughts and WTF moments.

So let’s try this again. Restart the restart button. Inday is back….AGAIN.