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The Things You Learn…

Flisha — Wed, 28 Dec 2011 18:55:10 +0000

I’m not fond of watches, a Bulova watch to me is same as any other. So it was surprising to know that guys actually like watches!

I found this out when an officemate of mine urged me to buy a watch for my boyfriend as a gift. I asked him, “Would you really like a watch for yourself on your special day?” and his answer was an honest “Yeah!!”.

I asked my boyfriend too, well, later on, if he liked receiving or buying watches. And he replied in the affirmative too.

And here I thought that it was just one of those things you buy a guy if you don’t know what to buy for him!! My mother once bought my boyfriend an expensive watch from Hong Kong and I just dismissed it as a random gift. But he was so happy when he got it, and it’s his favorite watch to wear on formal occasions up to now. So I guess mothers know best after all! Hahah.

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Looking Back

Flisha — Sun, 25 Dec 2011 11:54:01 +0000

I wish I had gold bars for the holidays. As it is I’ve been spending money like water ever since I came home for Christmas! This has more to do with me realizing how cheaper restaurant prices are in my hometown compared to the big city! Thus, I keep eating out. Overall I have been spending so merrily I think in just one week I’ve burnt through my 13th month pay already!!!

Anyway. It’s Christmas! Wow, how the year flew! Nothing much has changed in my life, but a lot certainly has in Gim’s, and somehow I mark the changes this year by the events in his life.

In February of this year, he took the medical boards in Cebu and passed. The week before his exams, he pre-celebrated with me in Manila, and after his exams came back to me and spent a few weeks just bumming around.

He went back to Zamboanga and started working as an on-call GP across the major hospitals, for about a month or so. By April, he had enough time and money to come visit me in Manila. Spent a fun week with me, and went back home. After one day of being back in Zamboanga, he missed me SO much that he decided to be with me for good and so he went back to Manila. Haha. Best decision he ever made this year!

Around this time, I changed teams at work and started working nights to support Europe, North/Latin America and Asian regions due to the global nature of my job. It was tough at first but I got used to it after a few weeks. The one thing I like about it is being able to go shopping early afternoon during weekdays, when there aren’t that many people in the malls.

End of May, Gim landed a job at UP PGH as a researcher. Not his dream job but he craved the idea of belonging to such a prestigious institution. After a few months, he was bummed out because the job was more menial than he thought, he was doing jobs that a PR person might do, and decided that he needed to find a more suitable job (for his degree).

I urged him to enter residency, because I had never liked him joining UP PGH, and did my best to dissuade him from entering corporate medicine. He applied to a wide range of jobs. By September, he was accepted as an ear-nose-throat surgery resident at Ospital ng Maynila, and I was THRILLED for him. He was beyond ecstatic.

Oh, and by this time, another new thing was that we had moved from our shared condo with two college friends, since the lease was up. We decided to get our own place, and rented an old apartment in the residential part of Makati. It was equal parts near his work and mine. Good thing too I got a raise since it was pretty expensive furnishing everything in our two-storey house!

And that’s how my 2011 went. See what I meant by the time being mostly marked by Gim? I didn’t travel much this year, but Gim and I did spend a lot more time together than the past six years. I foresee lesser and lesser travels as Gim’s job keeps him really busy. But it also means I am more available to friends, and I am hoping to be able to make travel plans with my friends, by myself, and not as a buy-one-take-one half of a couple.

A friend of mine once asked on Twitter why some people suddenly become a “we” and seem to lose their individuality once they become a couple. I think that I am one of these people. But I don’t want to be. And maybe in 2012 I can get some of that Flisha-ness back.

Wish me luck.

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The Gift of Giving

Flisha — Sat, 24 Dec 2011 06:53:44 +0000

When buying gifts for Gim, I usually think of giving him funny shirts or khaki shorts. I’m super bad at giving presents!

I read somewhere that it’s actually better for benefactors to ask their beneficiaries what they wanted, rather than to buy something spontaneous and hope for the best. As a gift-receiver, I definitely appreciate getting what I asked for! So I tried my best to gather what Gim wanted for his birthday in November.

I got a lot of good advice from friends! A watch, the complete Games of Thrones collection, a Kindle, etc. I was going to go by those, until the afternoon of his birthday I came across an email that the 4th book of the Eragon series (Inheritance) was out! I knew Gim had been waiting for the last book for two whole years so I knew that was the perfect gift!! He was ELATED when he got my gift! Sometimes, you just get lucky!

I also got him another thing – Crocs. It was the practical gift. He’s on his feet 24/7 (being a surgery resident with 36-to-48-hour shifts) and he definitely needed some comfortable and easy-to-slip-out-of shoes. So that was another good gift, because he’d hinted at it before though jokingly.

Anyway, point is, the best gifts are the ones well thought of. I’m not the most thoughtful girl, and I definitely admire those friends who take a lot of time to create or pick out gifts for people. If there’s one thing I wish for in 2012, it’s to be a lot more thoughtful, and kind, and generous.

What’s YOUR wish?

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Umpteenth Random Musing

Flisha — Wed, 21 Dec 2011 10:31:28 +0000

My boyfriend’s relative is selling a newly bought car for about 400k PHP (about 9000 USD). I wish I had the cash to buy it, because my family definitely needs a new automobile. Out old jeep is so rusty, dirty and downtrodden that I once slapped the front seat and it blew up tons of dust and dog hair!!! Ew.

But if I were to buy a vehicle, I think I’d go with a motorhome, so I can live a totally mobile life! Moving from one place to another, life would be spent a city a month. As long as I get free RV insurance too, since I think a motorhome is way easier to break into than a house.

I just don’t know how reasonable that would be in an island country like mine. Maybe I would be on a RORO boat (roll-on-roll-off) most of the time!

Maybe it’s time to move to another country?

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Happy Birthday, Gim!

Flisha — Fri, 11 Nov 2011 06:06:08 +0000

Right now he’s probably in his lengthy white lab coat, dashing to and fro, attending patient after patient, furiously scribbling on charts, getting tests done, and overall being the busy, busy doctor that he is.

It’s like every single day since he got into the ENT (ear-nose-throat) residency program. Except today is quite special. Today is November 11, 2011. 11-11-11. A binary date. A symmetric date. This day only happens once every century, and given the average human lifespan, well we can say it happens just once in a lifetime.

But that’s not what makes it special. What makes it especially special is that today is the day that my beautiful boyfriend was born, 28 years ago!

I just want to say a few words about him. The one and only love of my life. He never stops smiling. He’s always cheerful. Always so sweet. He’s like a puppy, even if you ignore him and even if you scold him and even if you take away his candy and even if you turn away from him, once you look back, he’s all cute and lovely and wanting to please and so willing to forgive, that you can’t hold a grudge on him and you just give up and love him all the more.

Nobody is perfect, and Gim is definitely NOT! (I could list all his flaws but they would be pages long and oh, this is not the day for looking for faults haha!) But he is perfect for ME. He is the everlasting cheer to my sourpuss, he is the ever optimistic to my pessimistic, he is the let’s-get-up-get-it-done-hyper-active to my laidback-let’s-just-stay-in-bed-tive. He’s my polar opposite but also the person most similar to me, who likes everything I like, and who understands me through and through.

He’s the kind of guy that makes you actually believe in love everlasting. Truth be told, I have no idea why he still likes me. Physically and emotionally I’ve changed so much from the carefree young girl he once fell hopelessly in love with. But somehow when he looks at me, he sees me as I see myself. I’ve never met a guy like him. Who meets his first love at the age of eighteen and despite the many other beautiful women who come into his life, keeps loving her day after day? I always wonder and half-expect that someday in the future things won’t be so rosy. But he always looks at me as though I’m crazy for thinking such impossible thoughts and he always takes my insecurities in stride and he never tires of dealing with all my moody and crazy.

The Harlequin novels of old describe men so wonderful and perfect that most of us women grow up wanting – and expecting – the impossible. I’ve since learned those men don’t exist except on paper. But an everlasting love does. And that’s what Gim is, to me.

To my Gim, I love you, always and forever!

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My Crysanthemums

Flisha — Mon, 07 Nov 2011 21:32:33 +0000

I’m not living in some big steel building anymore, so I can grow flowers as I please!

My mother came over a several weeks ago and needed some company to go buy orchids. I volunteered my boyfriend. Hey! I’m a working girl. And at the time, my boyfriend was temporarily unemployed. He had just resigned from his job as a clinic researcher and had a week’s time to prepare documents so he could go into residency – as he had just been accepted to become an EENT (eye-ear-nose-throat) surgery resident! (Yes! Exciting! Just like Grey’s Anatomy! Without the sex. I hope.)

Anyway. Going back to the orchids. So, Gim went with my mom. Really, she was just looking for someone to carry the orchids and crates for her, so it was much better I sent him. When Gim came home, he was bringing me flowers!! And not the cut ones, but potted ones! So thoughtful!!!!! That is why I love him. Aside from him being exceedingly cute and smiley.

I do love flowers. Cut, potted, hanging, on the ground, on a tree, in between books… lol. I love them, in any shape or form. You couldn’t go wrong giving me flowers.

But I especially like flowers I can keep and APPRECIATE for a long, long time!!! I do hate to watch flowers wilt and die. So, potted flowers = perfect!

Funny!! I haven’t even told you what KIND of flowers they were. Well. They were chrysanthemums. Two yellow bushes, and one violet, is what he got me. And the following day he bought me a bag of rich topsoil and a big long pot to put my flowers in. Wonderful!

So here they are, my glorious flowers!

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Reminiscing

Flisha — Fri, 04 Nov 2011 13:26:37 +0000

I don’t send holiday cards.

When I was younger, I used to. My dad had several brothers and sisters in the States so he would let me write some of the cards. My mom had friends in other cities, so I would help her out some too. I myself loved to go out and buy cards for my friends! Even though we saw each other everyday in class, it was the thing to do. Just like in Valentine’s day, you sent out cards to your loved ones.

It was quite fun. I grew up in a small town and we only had a handful of shops, the cards were very limited but I could spend hours just looking for that one card that summed up perfectly what I wanted to say to my mom, my dad, my siblings, my friends, and especially that friend you liked but you hadn’t let on you liked him, and you wanted the card to subtly hint you liked him a little more than he thought.

Wasn’t it a giddy feeling? That Christmas joy, the exquisite satisfaction of preparing handmade gifts and painstakingly handwriting cards… It seemed there were so many parties, events, and most of all, friends.

One of my most favorite memories was creating a Christmas parol made out of native materials. It was a group task, and my groupmates were my best friends Chris and Brian. We’d been so busy that we hadn’t time to create the parol, but we’d gathered all the materials – wood bark, shells, bamboo, etc. It was the day before submission of the parol, and we’d agreed to meet at my house to finish the parol. I was waiting at home, when the lights went out!! And it was raining so hard and heavy!! My poor friends arrived soaked to the bone and it was pitch dark outside!!! The poor things!!! I hastily ushered them in and lent them my clothes, and since all I had were girl clothes, I lent them my gender-neutral school shirts instead. To this day, I don’t think they ever returned them to me. Hahaha! We spent the entire night just working on that parol, and gossiping, in candlelight, with the storm brewing outside. And taking silly pictures with my old film camera. It was one of my most favorite nights. And the Christmas parol turned out beautiful, thank you very much!

How I miss the sense of caring of the old days. Back then, it seemed I could feel so much more, love so much. Maybe because it was a carefree time, I could care so much more. Now, with all the stresses of work and bills, bills, bills, I think I’m spent. All out of care. That makes me feel so sad.

Someone teach me how to care again.

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Printers and Taxis

Flisha — Wed, 02 Nov 2011 14:31:40 +0000

I think I need a receipt printer. Why??

Well.

My company has a nice benefit. They will reimburse me my transportation fees if I go home in the evening. My shift is pretty wonky. I start out at 4pm and my day ends around 1am. So I sure qualify for the reimbursement, provided I furnish the receipt. No problem, right?!

Wrong! The thing is, taxis are always OUT OF RECEIPTS!! And to think the official taxi receipt printers were only handed out late last year. It seems like all the taxis I board are always out of receipt paper, or their printers are jammed, or broken, or something. I could write out a manual receipt, get the taxi’s details like company / driver / license plate / amount / location / etc. And then I’d get the driver to sign the thing. But really – that takes time and more often than not, I am too tired to even bother. So when the taxi driver starts to give me that sheepish look and prepares his lame excuse, I just sigh and let it go.

If I had my own taxi printer, though, I’d just plug in the data cable, and voila, I’m halfway to reimbursement!

If only!

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Down With the Flu

Flisha — Sat, 29 Oct 2011 20:40:19 +0000

The best method of suppressing appetite that I know, is getting sick. Which is what I have been the past several days. I had somehow caught a cold, perhaps from the office. Next thing I knew, my nose was clogged, my eyes watery, my throat hurt, my temperature up and my head was aching terribly!!!

I did take some pills like Biogesic and Nasathera but neither really did much for me. The only thing that soothed me was soup! So that’s what I had, day in and day out, for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

Gim made me a big pot of arroz caldo, so I could just heat up some whenever I wanted. Arroz caldo is basically rice porridge, with bits of chicken and ginger for flavor. Not something I would crave for on a normal basis but it was the only thing I *did* want to eat. Anything solid I had no appetite for.

This is what it looked like, by the way. Not the actual pic, I just borrowed that. Doesn’t look so appetizing, no? But believe me, it’s as comforting as comfort food can get.

The headache seems to have passed already but I’m still sniffling and the feeling of general malaise is still there. But I can hopefully go back to the office by Monday.

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Start Saving!!!

Flisha — Mon, 17 Oct 2011 20:06:07 +0000

I mentioned a few posts ago that Gim is now a surgery resident. I’m still looking for congratulations gifts for men but maybe I will wait until his birthday to actually give him a gift. Two birds with one stone. Is that cheating?? Hahahaha.

Well, these days, money is quite tight so I have to save as much as possible. Gim getting his residency is both a blessing and a curse. Curse because for the next 6 months, he will be working without pay. Yes, that means that I am in fact financially supporting us all by myself!!!

We rented our current place knowing we both had salaries, so yeah, I’m definitely wishing it were already April!

Things I need to scrimp on:

Food. Duh!!! I need to stop buying so much soda, bread, jams, ice cream, chips, chocolates, and steaks! The last one is easy because Gim is the cook around here and if he’s not around, I resort to junk food. But I’m not sure I can cut down on my sweets!!
Transportation. Thanks to our office policy of work-from-home, I don’t spend much on transpo. But I do prefer to take the taxi if I have to go out. I don’t like buses, and I hate taking jeepneys, and I utterly loathe the tranins!!! However, I might have to take the bus instead of the taxi from now on. With buses, I just hate sitting next to someone else. I usually sit in the two-seater side, and I sit in the middle, and if someone gets on, I look away if I feel like they want to sit beside me. Hahahah!! Evil. But if I go out late, around 4pm to 5pm I can’t get away with doing this anymore since people start to cram the bus. So that means if I want to take the bus I have to get to work a lot earlier!
Toiletries . Personally, I don’t use a lot of soap. One big bar can last me a month. But for Gim it only lasts a little longer than a week!! I have no idea HOW he uses that much but I am totally lost on how to make him cut down on soap. Maybe I should make him use liquid soap and sponge instead? Hahah. He might balk at the femininity of it!! What I need to cut down on is shavers. I usually use a shaver once then throw it away. It’s hygenic!!! Maybe I should just stop shaving, it’s not like anybody ever sees my legs and armpits LOL! I don’t use much else other than shampoo and alcohol and no problem with those since one bottle of each can last me for months on end.
Cleaning Agents. I am definitely generous with detergent whether I’m washing clothes or I’m washing plates. Reminder to use a lot less!!! And maybe I shouldn’t buy fabric softener anymore. I really haven’t noticed the difference, except that it gives my clothes a nice smell. I just have to buy nicer smelling detergent! And I should cut down on Lysol and Glade stuff. Except I love to Lysol my bathroom… since I don’t like to actually get a rug and scrub clean the molds that form. Ewww! That’s why Gim is so “handy”. Hehehe look at that I made a pun.
Books. Not that I spend regularly on this, but once you get me to a bookstore, it’s hard not to splurge. So I guess, I have to now STOP going to bookstores!
OK now that I think about it, I don’t really spend much on other stuff, and majority is spent on food. LOL. How the heck am I going to save on food when it’s the one thing that keeps me from getting depressed that I don’t see much of Gim?!?!?

Oh well. I just have to remember that all my sacrifices will be worth it some day. Looking forward to brighter days!!! Good luck to me!!!

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Flowers, Gim and Me

Flisha — Fri, 08 Jul 2011 21:24:53 +0000

I looove flowers! Gim knows it, too, which is why he gives me flowers on special days. Sometimes, he would even buy me flowers just because I want some! This is usually when we pass winter/spring/summer/Fall flower arrangements stalls. (In the Philippines we only have sunny/rainy but most flowers are imported so it’s like we have seasons too lol.)

I am a sucker for flowers. I love that they’re so pretty, colorful and delicate. And it’s a bonus if they give off a sweet fragrance! I do enjoy roses, but I also like Malaysian mums, and I do love calla lilies.

Around March, the day he left for Zamboanga, Gim left me three red roses in my room. Those were the most bittersweet roses I ever got, because though they were pretty and I wanted to love them, they also reminded me that Gim had left, and that I was all by my lonesome, again.

Thankfully, Gim couldn’t bear the loneliness either!! So, barely a week after he had gone back to Zamboanga, he decided to come back to me and stay for good. Hahaha! I had mixed feelings about that. Because my room is so small, and at the time, I had only one bed, he had to share with me. And trust me when I say I move a lot in my sleep. And whenever I sleep with Gim, I can’t, because obviously there isn’t any space. So… I end up not sleeping much. But of course I wanted Gim with me, first and foremost. So I bore with the limited space, and then we bought a sofa soon after to augment our sleeping area. Hehehe!

For our 9th anniversary a month later, Gim gave me some roses mixed in with carnations. (Yes, 9 years!) And it came with a cake (ok, shared resource!) and a cute little stuffed lion! (Because I’m a Leo!)

Pretty flowers!!

This was Belgian cheesecake from Cheesecake, etc. Sooo rich and creamy and yes, CHEESY! They have the yummiest cheesecakes ever!! Plus, they always cut and arrange the fruits in front of you, so you know they’re fresh – and did you know kiwi goes really well with cheesecake? I loved the combination!

Always happy to receive the pretty blooms!

With my new pet!

Don’t we look good together? Heheheh!

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Spending Holy Week in Zamboanga

Flisha — Tue, 26 Apr 2011 09:57:19 +0000

I’m not the type to wear hip hop clothes, but business formal isn’t my thing either. I’m my most comfortable in casual wear. Just a shirt and jeans, or shorts, is me.

So it was a lot of fun being able to go home last Holy Week and just spend leisurely days with my long-time boyfriend, whom I’ve missed so much.

One lazy afternoon we decided to hit the beach and watch the sunset. The tide was pretty low that afternoon, so we were able to sit on the exposed rocks lining the shore.

We drank some beer, sat, reminisced about the old times when we used to do the same thing almost every weekend, and just enjoyed each others presence.

Our main takeaway? We realized our happiest times were the simplest – just being together and enjoying nature. Be it the beach or the river or the mountains, it doesn’t take a whole lot of money to make us happy. For me, it’s just being with Gim. He lights me up, and I do the same for him.

I hope we can be together again really soon. And for good.

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Hearts

Flisha — Thu, 03 Feb 2011 18:27:01 +0000

When I am in Zamboanga I always wish I’d remembered to bring sunglasses (or sun readers if I could). I forget how sunny a day can get especially when you’re driving around in a motorcycle.

On sunny days, Gim and I always go out for joyrides and eats. Lately I’ve been picking up a hobby. Like taking pictures of Gim with his hands like this.

Doesn’t he look sheepish? Haha. I’ve been getting Gim to show me some hearts everywhere we go. LOL. I can’t resist and he can’t resist ME!

Cute! ♥

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Showers

Flisha — Tue, 18 Jan 2011 14:23:23 +0000

How to treat acne fast? I don’t know, umm, why not live in Manila?!

Gim always tells me, whenever I leave him to go back to Makati, that he’s sending me over to “prettify”. Yeah, those are his words.

Why? Because ever since I came to live in Manila, my skin has gotten a lot fairer and I don’t break out into pimples so much. I attribute that to the chlorine in the water. I can literally feel the chlorine bleaching me everytime I take a bath. How can I tell? It’s the feel of the water, it’s kind of hard. Whereas when I bathe at home in Zamboanga, the water is really soft and just feels a lot less processed.

I don’t mind the chlorine, I just don’t like that I can’t drink from the tap here. I spend so much money on drinking water, it’s crazy!

Speaking of showers, I found a really big one and it’s in Fort Bonifacio! See!!! I want to shower under there! Hahaha!

Isn’t Gim cute?

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Late Night Wish

Flisha — Sat, 08 Jan 2011 18:22:44 +0000

She’s got a glam life. Fitness training in the morning, quick lunch with the husband, shopping in the afternoon, fine dining then late night talks mobile phone on one hand and red ecig holder on the other, blowing sexy smoke into the air…

Yeah, that’s not me right now. I’m more of: sleep in the morning, hearty lunch, work/blog/surf/dinner somewhere in there until very late into the evening, playtime with the bf, then sleep. Boring, huh? Don’t I know it. And so sedentary, it’s so depressing. Yeah, I just really have to ride a few more years and then maybe I can retire! Be a doctor’s wife! What do doctor’s wives do anyway? Anything they want to. Bwahahaha!

But that up there is me in the future! Yes! And do you see the word “work” in my first paragraph? NO! Ah, such is my sweet dreams. Haha. Just my crazy ramblings. Off to sleep now.

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Porcelain Crown 2

Flisha — Fri, 07 Jan 2011 13:52:44 +0000

So, I finally got the crown today! And wouldn’t you know, it feels just like the real thing. And so white, my other teeth look stained in comparison. Ugh. When I get enough moolah, I might just porcelain all my teeth!!! So I’ll look like a celebrity like Beyonce of Dereon fame or Hillary Duff of the rabbit-like veneers. *Cue Evil Laughter*

Well that’s what I thought after I’d left the dentist’s office and surveyed my new tooth. When I was there, it was just gruesome. I kid you not. My dentist took off the temporary crown first. She kind of used a tool like a hammer for the mouth, hammering both sides of the tooth. Then tried to pick it off my gums multiple times, using her fingers, then a pick-ish tool. I think my gums had already started to grow over my temporary crown so they bled and bled.

Then she fit the porcelain crown over my tooth and it was too big, and she had to pick it off multiple times to shave some off the top and refit onto my gums. Really my gums bled and bled the entire time. It was NOT fun. And no anesthesia the WHOLE time.

And now my jaw feels very, very sore.

But the tooth looks nice.

And my boyfriend came by to pick me up and we drank some shakes and had a nice meal.

So everything is perfectly okay.

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Porcelain Crown

Flisha — Thu, 06 Jan 2011 16:28:46 +0000

No, it’s not as pretty as it sounds.

It means that tomorrow I am going to be sitting in a dentist’s chair, with scary-sharp dental tools on medical carts beside me and my dentist hovering over my vulnerable, open mouth covering my broken molar with a porcelain crown.

From what I gather. ‘Cause my dentist just called me to say, “Come in tomorrow, I’ll give you a porcelain.” ‘Kay, doc.

In truth, if you’ve done a root canal, or a molar tooth extraction, (dunno what’s worse – I just know those were the most painful moments in my life), a simple porcelain crown ain’t nothin’ to worry about.

So. Wish me luck! And here’s to more good eating in 2011. Ha!

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Random Realizations

Flisha — Thu, 30 Dec 2010 19:53:43 +0000

I met up with an old friend a few days ago, and he mentioned to me he was renting his own apartment. It means he has his own room, his own kitchen, and nobody shares his bathroom faucets, nor refrigerator space, nor living room couch… So happy for him, and so envious of him too!!

I am currently sharing one with my college friends. And I’m a very private person, so it’s a bit hard for me. But I enjoy the privacy of my own room – so that’s good enough, for now at least.

The last year has been a lot of fun building up my independence. I used to be a very sentimental person, I kept scrapbooks and photo albums and memorabilia and diaries! But living away from home, I’ve realized that all I really need is a suitcase – which contains my identity papers, a few clothes, some footwear, my toiletries, my data… it’s really all I need. And it feels good to not be attached to anything. Things aren’t important, what’s important are the people you love – and I’ve kept those people close.

And I’ve also realized that I don’t have the patience to play nice with people I don’t really give a damn about. I think it’s making me more antisocial but, really, why put effort into being close with people when you know you’re being fake the whole time. I could attend a party and chug down beer that makes me want to puke, and make fake small talk and play nice and all that. But it’s just too useless, and I could spend my time more fruitfully, and I’m getting too old to care really.

So I just put more effort into being with the people I do like. Some of them I’ve lost touch with across the years – so I am grateful for the holidays, for a little reunion dinner, for a short time to reminisce. (A friend of mine said a few days ago to another friend, “I am happy to see you.” Just like that, and there wasn’t really much they could say, chalk that up to the years in between and no longer having that much in common. But still, the joy was there, and he was just happy to see the other person, that’s all. I felt the same way. I just wanted to SEE these people I missed so much.) There are some people you just really want to see and spend time with, it doesn’t really matter what you talk about. These are the people I want to focus on. And there are some people I really wish I could spend more time with – but some of them are out of the country – I guess the least I can do is keep in touch via email or social networks, though I do wish there could be more.

I’m rambling. But I guess the point is – in 2010, I started to lose attachment to things and be more independent and I started to care less and less about my behavior or people’s feelings. 2010 was about me. And that’s a good thing. Here is to 2011 and getting to know myself even better.

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I Don’t Want to Go Back to Work

Flisha — Thu, 30 Dec 2010 19:15:22 +0000

Seriously. The holidays are so much fun. Since I came home, I’ve just been sleeping in, waking up whenever I want, eating all my mom’s homecooked meals, marathoning various shows that feature surgeries and ecg machines (they are so many of these doctor shows now, can’t keep count), going out with Gim in the evenings… ahhhh, this is the life!

I know I should be bored out of my mind, but gosh, the stress of the previous year just isn’t something I want to go back to. I just feel sad that I can’t find a job as industrially challenging or financially rewarding as the one I currently have, so I am grateful to be going back to Manila, but I definitely am not looking forward to the stress or the rat race. I just wish my Gim would be there with me, it would definitely lighten up my days.

This 2011, I wish for a reason to get up and get to work. Hope with me! ♥

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Girl Cherry Pop

Flisha — Sun, 13 Jun 2010 13:34:33 +0000

I’m always on the lookout for keywords I can capitalize on. Girl Cherry Pop popped out at me. Seems fairly harmless, wouldn’t you think. Actually I thought, isn’t this some kind of British girl band or something? Why are so many people searching it? And then, waiiitttt….

Why cherry, hey? I get that it’s pink, but, fruity? Seriously, there is nothing fruity about a woman’s genitalia. Why don’t they call it Alibaba’s Cave or something. Because you have to have magic words to enter it, ya get what I mean???

Really, “pop my cherry” makes no sense. I’m not the only one who thinks that. Enter it into a Google search and you’ll see the first hit is a Yahoo! Answers page with people asking, “What does pop my cherry mean???” I’m with you, Bob. I don’t know what popping your cherry means either.

It gets better. The search terms, I mean.

Did he pop my cherry? [Good question.]
Did I pop my cherry??? [Oh Good Lord I hope you did not.]
Can I pop my cherry with a pen? [You can try but that doesn't sound very hygienic.]
Can I pop my cherry ["I don't know. Can you?" "Oh sorry, may I pop my cherry?" "Why yes, you may."]
You popped my cherry!!! [Sounds like the start of a wonderful relationship.]
Pop my cherry on MySpace [Hmmm... Remind me to stay away from MySpace.]

Detox Tip #10: Try not to pop your cherry by accident.

Tags: cherry pop, Personal, Tips, Yahoo! Answers