for the life of me, i never thought that borgy manotoc, the cadness sisters (one of them was actually borgy’s girlfriend), phoemela barranda and tim yap would ever step into my house. some of them were even half-naked! it was actually for a photo shoot for just shop, a pull-out shopping magazine that comes out every 3rd weekend in the philippine daily inquirer. see, my friend katz works as a fashion assistant for stylist jenni epperson. they kinda borrowed my house, our pool to be exact, for their feb issue.
katz arrived with literally dozens of shopping bags filled with clothes, shoes and accessories that she pulled-out from different shops. the swimsuits were really nice and sexy, especially the white ones. katz offered me to try them out after the shoot, but how can i do that after someone as sexy as phoem (we're kinda tight na kasi...hehe) just wore it and posed seductively amidst the drooling eyes of my boyfriend, my friend pia’s boyfriend, my dad, our boy and all 3 of our drivers?! i mean, what would that do to my ego?
anyway, my brother king was pretty shocked when he got back from school. he got in his room only to find borgy and his girlfriend resting on his bed while waiting for their turn. i guess i forgot to tell him that his room was the dressing room for the day. being the ma-pr person that he is, he was chatting with all of them in no time. now that was a sight- my brother talking to tim yap (just calling him tim seems bitin) about his daughter kylie.
they were a really interesting bunch. borgy was quite charming. he easily talked to everyone and he gamely did all the goofy shots, like the one where he posed as a pool boy (i will post that picture soon!). phoem was surprisingly more attractive in person. i guess she just doesn’t look as good on tv. the cadness sisters were appealing in that model kind of way and tim yap was actually nice. i used to really hate him. i still do, but not that much anymore. after all, he was my guest!
having worked in a magazine, i have to admit that the shoot ran pretty smoothly. the only dead-tired person there was katz. she did all the odds and ends- from assisting in the dressing room to ordering pizza for everyone. she’s really giving a lot to her job. i guess she must really like it. anyway, check out the mag if you can. it’s coming out next friday, march 6. the clothes are really nice and our otherwise, boring pool actually looks good.
it’s valentine's day. and like the rest of the female population, i am expecting an elaborate surprise or gift from my boyfriend. what can i do when all the love stories that i get to watch or read about portray men who would move heaven and earth for the woman that they love? i shamelessly crave for all those over-sentimental lines and mushy gimmicks. you guessed it, i am one of those hopeless romantics. actually, i think everyone is. some people just don’t want to admit it. we all want someone to sweep us off our feet and overwhelm us with their love until our hearts burst into a million peices.
i actually found someone who has literally blown me away. he has done so many things for me that will rival anything that any filipino or foreign actor has ever done in a movie for their leading lady. take for example valentine’s of 2003. after dinner in top of the citi, he brought me to his house but made me wait in his car first before going in. when i did go in, it was completely dark except for dozens of candles that were lit to create a pathway going up to his room. in the background was the song “out of my league” by stephen speaks. when i got in his room (which was also filled with candles), there was a cake waiting for me. he then turned on the tv and played a short video that he made for me. it was actually a talk-show wherein he was interviewed by his friends (all guys) about us and how much he loved me. the best part was that he openly talked about all those things in front of his friends. as we all know, guys try so hard to exude a macho image, especially when their friends are around. anyway, my point is, “pang movies” talaga the whole thing. except that is was better. way better.
this valentine's, i have to admit that i’ve been a major brat. i guess i just got used to being given the royal treatment and i have to admit that my expectations are kinda high. i’ve been blatantly hinting about it since december! we actually have great plans- a couples massage in neo spa and then dinner afterwards. for a time, i secretly thought that there was more to our night, maybe a surprise or two. my boyfriend kept telling me that there wasn’t any. and that he was very sorry. it’s just that there are bigger, and more important things that he is actually saving up for. not just for him, but for us.
at first, i was a bit disappointed. i guess i kinda equated his love for me with flowers, chocolates, candles and romantic dinners. it’s valentine's day after all. then i realized that those things aren’t necessarily love at all. love is braving edsa during rush hour everyday (even if you're sick) just to be with me for a few hours. it’s watching sappy tagalog movies and teleseryes with me even if you hate it with passion. it’s giving me the best part of the fried chicken and the last bite of the burger. i can’t believe how petty and superficial i was! how can I not realize what’s truly important?
bay, im sorry for being such a whining brat. those little things that you do (that I sometimes take for granted) are what really makes you special. our story will always be better than any of the most romantics movies ever. you know why? because you’re real…and we’re real. and nothing can ever change that. i love you so much. happy valentine's day!
when was the time when you first felt ordinary? when the things that made you special weren’t as special anymore? was it when you first found out that you shared your name with a million other people? or was it during college, when you finally accepted that yes, there are people who are way smarter than you…a lot actually. however way it might have happened, that moment is one of the saddest moments of your life. at least it is for me.
i used to believe that i was slightly better than everyone else. that i had things going for me that other people can only dream about. i guess i thought i was invincible or something. that’s why it was really tough when reality hit me. and boy, did it hit hard. it was a very humbling experience. something to remind me that i am just like everyone else. which means that everything that i’ve experienced and every emotion that i’ve felt is everyone else’s. there just wasn’t anything special about any of them. i guess it’s like finding a treasure only to realize that somebody else was there before you. and in my darkest moments, i ask myself why i even bother at all.
did you ever watch a movie where the bad guy faked being sweet and nice? and the good guy was the only person who saw through all that? and all throughout the movie he tries to tell everyone that, but they just won't listen? well, i feel like im living through a movie just like that. it's soooo frustrating! im so close to hiring a private investigator to follow the "bad guy" around. i'd have the "bad guy" videotaped all-day round. then i'll send the tape to everyone who knows said "bad guy" so they'll all know just how evil he really is! and the "good guy" (a.k.a. moi!) wins again!
how i wish life was always that fair. but like everyone else in the planet realized a long time ago, it's not. chris is so annoyed when i bring up that "bad guy". he says he doesn't like all the negative energy coming out of me. i can't help it. just the thought of that person gets me all riled up. i know that i really can't do anything about it. if i did, then my life would just like be the movies...
come to think of it, my life is more like a very long-running telenovela. it sure has the right ingredients- love, romance, betrayal, hate, deception, action, adventure, of course, some family fun and a bunch of quirky characters that make all that possible. but im not complaining. 'cause like in any telenovela, despite and inspite of all the missing parents, cheating husbands, horrible accidents, not to mention exaggerated bankruptcies, the "bida" always has her twisted version of a happy ending. and it's only hers, no one else's. and i think that is what makes it all worthwhile.
i had a pretty good weekend, that is aside from my neice kylie being confined in the hospital for some kind of infection. but that's another story. anyway, like i said, my weekend wasn't a bit shabby. me and chris "balanced" our friends. you see, right after college, we sorta maxed out chris' friends. we depended solely on them for our weekends. at times it became really frustrating when we were left in the cold, wasting a perfectly good saturday night. it's not their fault really, but frustrating, nonetheless.
for 2005, my goals include reconnecting with old friends. i was really off to a good start. my friendspia andkatzare both january babies so that was 2 saturdays out of 4. not a bad start at all. february's in good shape, too. like i said earlier, i had a good weekend. friday was videoke night with my high school friends triccy, karina, sharyn and of course, their boyfriends. it was good seeing them. i usually get to be with them just once a year, twice if im lucky. it was really fun. too bad we had to go home early 'cause i had class the next day.
saturday night was a blast as well. it was our friend nem's birthday celebration. we had dinner in the fort then went to metrowalk for some drinks and dancing (yes, chris dances...and believes that he's good at it). technically, nem fell under chris' list of friends but i also got to see a lot of high school friends, so there.
this weekend is our frienddiana's birthday. actually, she introduced me and chris but she never imagined that we would get together. oh boy, was she surprised! again, that's another story. going back, it looks like we'll be having a "balanced" weekend again. the party will be a mix of my friends (the usual miriam-lsgh crowd and a few ateneans) as well as chris' friends (dlsu people, with a few from csa, too). im really looking forward to it...so if you're invited, i guess i'll just see you there!
