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Friday, August 8th, 2008

November 9, 2007

One slow Saturday evening….

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Bubba:   Did you fart?

Cushee:  Uhm… 

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Cushee: I ate Indian food last night.  I can’t help it.

Bubba: Uck, the smell makes me want to vomit! 

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Cushee: (Laughing heartily) Hahahaha!!! You’re funny.

Bubba: (Awkward laugh) Hehe.  I’m not trying to be funny. 

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Cushee: What do you mean?

Bubba: Sweet, your fart… uhm… it kinda… stinks. 

(SILENCE)

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Bubba: (Frustrated) I can still smell it.  Uck.  It’s all stuck here.

Cushee: (Defensive) Where?  No, it’s not.  I don’t see it. 

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Bubba: HEEEEEERE! 

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Bubba: The odd smell is making me go crazy.

Cushee: (Haughty) Yea, whatever, funny guy.  You’re overreacting! 

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Bubba: I feel dizzy…

Cushee: (Not laughing anymore)

Cushee: (Ignoring Bubba) 

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(Smackeroo)

Bubba: Truce.  I’ll just fart to make it fair.

Cushee: Okay! 

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Bubba: (Farting)

Cushee: (About to faint) 

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Bubba: Wait!  There’s more. (Farting)

Cushee: (Awkward smile) 

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Bubba and Cushee stoned (ala The Happening syndrome)

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Poster of

Romeo and Juliet

The 2007 Version 

Dying in the name of Love. 

Cause of Death:  High Toxic Airborne Substance 

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/281/07_1109-_Comic_Strip 

Alicia Keys “As I Am” Concert

Tuesday, August 5th, 2008

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SMS Exchanged

Cushee:  Still in meeting? 8pm tonight Alicia Keys concert, SMX.

Bubba:   Yup, still in meeting.  You have tickets?

Cushee:  Yes, for myself only.

Bubba:   L

Cushee:  Hahaha.  Okay okay, including you sweetheart! J

Bubba:   Haha!  Wait!  Seryoso na!  U have tickets?  Where did you get it?

Cushee:  Ya, I have 2 tickets.  8pm tonight.  But I’m still considering whether to bring you… Kulang sa lambing eh.

 

Bubba:   Harabuzi harabuzi!  Me me me me!  Ngoink ngoink ngoink!

 

Cushee:  Ok, you’re my date!

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Link: http://www.janedchua.com/2007/10/26/no-one/

Lime Snow Cone with Fruits

Friday, June 13th, 2008

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Bubba    = Enjoying the drink                      

Cushee   = Backwash… backwash… backwash… Shhhh…

Writing on the Ceiling

Friday, May 16th, 2008

(CAUTION: NOT for people who have strong gag reflexes) 

Last Saturday morning, I woke up at 9am, mulled for a bit then opened the tube.  Still lazy to get up, I hugged my pillow tight and closed my eyes for a bit.  Thoughts were running like “What was I dreaming of last night?” and “what is the game plan today?” Mind continued to wander.

I opened my eyes.  Did a double take.  Cocked my head to the ceiling.  A blue note (from my Ragnarok notepad) was taped to my ceiling. 

“Good morning Mahal.”  The note read. 

My face broke into a smile.  I hit speed dial #1.  Ring Ring.  No answer.  He must still be snoozing. 

Dear Bubba,  

You are the biggest reason why I smile in the morning.  With or without a note. 

Love,

Boozie

Yacht Cruise

Saturday, February 16th, 2008

I am not a big Valentine’s Day person, not since college.  After that, Valentine’s has gone too commercial for me.  Love should be celebrated BIG every SINGLE day in small or big ways.

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Being completely unorthodox that I am most of the time, I didn’t want to join the bandwagon of overly crowded restaurants –it kind of takes out the romance for me.  Nevertheless, I wanted to plan a little something for Bubba just to let him know that my antipathy for Valentine’s Day is not an exception to show him how much I care.

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As much as I tried to hide where we were going, pulling up at the parking lot of Manila Yacht Club gave it away.  He tried to keep a straight face but a smile was forming in the corner of his mouth.  We walked to the dock, a bottle of sparkly on hand.

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 Prince of Tides –a fitting name for a yacht.  We got on board –the night breeze softly hitting my face.  It was simply a beautiful night to be taking a cruise in Manila Bay. 

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It was pretty dark out in the sea.  Very much like Antipolo at night, a lateral view though than a bird’s view, the colorful bright lights of the metro danced before us.  When one is always in the midst of these lights and tall buildings, one tends to ignore it.  Sometimes when you stand too close to something you don’t get to see the beauty of it.  You stand at a certain distance and you appreciate a whole new beauty of it.  That’s how I felt with Manila that night.

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Bubba and I took in the stillness of the night.  Right beside each other, we marveled in each other’s silence.  Tranquility abound.  I felt the vibrations of his heart… and was at peace with where I was at this part of the world.

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We decided to leave our comfortable seats and rounded the yacht.  30 minutes later, dinner was ready.  Pasta Alfredo, roasted chicken, seasoned vegetables and fish fillet with tartar painted our plates. 

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After dinner, I fell asleep in Bubba’s arms.  I guess I’m not much of a sailor and the Bonamin I drank made me drowsy.  An hour later, I woke up to a dessert of Banapple’s famous Banoffee pie.

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We talked and shared a few laughs.  After a short while, Gieves handed me a Cosmopolitan drink.  We looked at some photos and started reminiscing on our initial dates.  An hour later and I was back in la la land.  I felt bad for Bubba because he spent most of the evening alone –being a human pillow for little ol’ me.

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I finally woke up as the yacht came to a halt.  Bubba also dozed off.  Gieves had to check if we were okay.  We said we were fine and thanked the two of them.

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The Yacht Cruise was the perfect way to spend our Post-Valentines date because it made the event differently special.

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/368/08_0216-_Yacht_Cruise   

Hot-Air Balloon Festival 2007

Sunday, February 10th, 2008

I invited Poofa (Bubba’s old name) to a trip to Clarkfield, Pampanga.  It was the week of the annual Hot Air Balloon Festival.  I’ve been pestering my officemates at Sabiclub where Pampanga is and how far it is to travel.  I gathered that it was approximately 2 hours drive to Pampanga.  Poofa and I decided to go after work on Friday night so we can partake in the festivities planned on Saturday.

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Although we encountered some Friday night traffic, it wasn’t long before we hit Pampanga.  We scouted the hotels for the perfect place to spend the night.  We finally landed on Sydney Hotel (Link: http://www.sydneyhotelcorporation.com/hotel.html).  After checking in, we headed out to have dinner.   This was already close to 9pm.

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We found a small Greek restaurant whose name I now forget.  The food was good and price was not so bad.  They even have an Internet Surfing/Gaming section at one corner.  It was on this night that Poofa checked his email and found out that ABS-CBN had an offer.

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February 10, 2007.  We woke up early but not early enough to catch the take-off of the balloons.  Good thing that there were some that got delayed and we were able to catch the launch.  It was a breakfast of Ruffles and Cola.  An hour later, we decided to get a real meal at one of the food stalls.

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We bumped into Jonard and his girlfriend at the event and Tin, a blockmate from college and a few others.  We went around Clarkfield first before deciding to head back to Manila.  One stopover  was at go-kart area. 

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Back in Manila, we decided to have dinner at Libis.  There was no particular restaurant in mind but we were passing through Libis so we might as well rest and have dinner first before heading home.  We were lucky because Philharmonic Orchestra had an event that evening in the Eastwood Plaza.  You need to order from one of the participating restaurants to be able to sit in the dining section and get serenaded by the Philharmonic.  The dining section was pretty lovely with the lights on trees and the white tents.

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I love Philharmonic and the whole atmosphere brought me to express how I’ve been feeling.  A flashbulb sparked.  Ding ding ding!  I had an idea.

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I specifically ordered chicken fingers for Bubba.  After ordering, I excused myself to go to the washroom only to make a beeline to the restaurant where we placed our orders.  I talked to the waiter who got our order and made a request.  He didn’t immediately say yes and actually had to bring out the chef for me to personally talk to.  Thank God the Chef agreed to a seemingly silly idea.

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 I had the chicken fingers spell out YES.  Poofa and I have been going out for some months –more like he was courting me but he won’t admit to it to the term “court”.  Finally I was ready to make the commitment official.

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They served our plates.  Poofa got hungry from the long drive, which made him grab the fork as soon as his plate touched the table.  I had to distract him by pointing out something behind him (a Tito, Vic and Joey tactic).  It worked for a split second and his attention was back to his plate.  I really had to intentionally grab his hand to prevent him from messing up the YES.  He was bewildered.  I started talking about something important but he was adamant to eat.  I pointed out his food and remarked how nice the presentation was.  He shrugged it off and went for it again.  I grabbed his hand AGAIN to stop him.  He thought I was playing a prank at him and starts to lightly reprimand me.  I restrained myself from laughing out loud or from smacking him in the head for being so oblivious.

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With a sigh, I patiently told him again to admire how the dish was presented.  I remember at some point I had to tell him if it reads anything.  It took him quite some time and finally he grabs me and hugs me tight.

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We looked at each other and our souls intertwined.  The connection silenced us, drenched with the tight bond we have shared over the past few months.  Those few months were blissful yet daunting.  Taking another breath, we started to laugh out loud.  Too loud in fact that the old couple sitting in front of us had to give us the EYE.  We were disturbing their Philharmonic mood.  We then giggled quietly.  Giggling on how funny the whole situation was. 

His face was beaming from ear to ear and his eyes clearly spelled happiness (or success whichever applies).  Our overwhelmed feelings swimming afloat in the music and the calm evening. 

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/217/07_0210-_Hot-air_Balloon_Fest_ClarkField

Flashback: Ice Age 2: The Meltdown

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

April 6, 2006.  I was so excited to catch Ice Age 2 as soon as it was released in theaters since the first installment really made me a big fan.  Watching the reruns now on Star Movies still makes me laugh.  Anyway, Christian, Theo, Kara, Marc, Chai, Mejie, Tim and me decided to watch the 2nd installment together at Greenbelt 3.  The movie started at 6pm.

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You think you tend to lower your expectations on comeback movies but Ice Age 2: The Meltdown was as hilarious as the first one!!!   I remember an Ice Cream meltdown after the movie.  There was free ice cream after the movie but Marc’s ice cream fell so I had to give him mine.  Everyone enjoyed the free ice cream since it was from Fruits in Ice Cream (as far as my memory goes). I had the bright idea of forcing everyone to play the Trivia Mania at Timezone courtesy of my Gold card haha.  And so, we played.  Chris had the lowest score!!! 

But walking towards Timezone while chatting with Tee Dee who was behind me, I clung to what I thought was SE’s arm.  Christian started laughing.  I looked at the person beside me and shrieked when I saw that it was somebody else!  It was a middle-aged dad holding the hand of his kid on his right while I was comfortably clinging to his left arm.

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With a tiny voice, I said sorry and hurried to Timezone while the rest of the group was howling in laughter behind me. 

What a boo-boo!!!  I hope I didn’t scare the kid causing a permanent damage.  Chris kept teasing me about squealing.  I did not squeal.  Everyone started teasing me that I was a home wrecker. 

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/97/Movie_Group_Date 

At the Beginning

Saturday, January 19th, 2008

Some time 2002 was the first time I met Christian.  It was at Red Corner Gym, World Center Building along Dela Costa Street.  I was in a 2-year relationship with someone else then.  SE (Someone Else) introduced me to him while he was doing stretches inside the boxing ring.  He was actually doing yoga stretches while looking over the Yoga class conducted by Robert Dario in the dance area.  I found it pretty funny and weird.  Then I forgot about him.

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During my 5th visit at the gym, a few of the other guys from the same team were introduced to me including Chris again.  I forgot that we were introduced before.  SE mentioned that was already the second time I met him.  I looked inquisitively at him and asked when was the first time.  He told me.  “Oh the yoga man,” I claimed.  I’m very poor with names and faces, especially guys because they barely interest me at all.  Since then I baptized that tall Chinese guy as “Yoga man.”  Whenever SE retold stories about grappling class and mentioned people’s names, I had to recount by association.  “Chris… Chris?  Oh!  Yoga guy.”

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(2002. We hung out by the steps of the building for a while after their grappling class)

In 2004, I had a birthday party (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/28/Cushees_Birthday_Bash) where my different groups of friends were present –including Deftac and Max3d groups.  At this point, I remember Chris as Chris, who has become a friend from Deftac.  That night was a whirlwind as I saw my old barkada from St. Peter and former officemates from PS.  A friend from the Max3d group, Chie, whispered that she finds the tall Chinese guy cute and was developing a major crush on the guy.  “Oh, Christian.”  I said we a smile.  “I think he’s single.”  I initiated an introduction between the two.  December of that year, Chie was with me when SE and I attended Makati gym’s Christmas party held at Mark Nep’s place (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/26/Makati_Gym_DEFTAC).  It was the second time they saw each other.  I was surprised though that at the end of the night, the two looked pretty cozy.  I kept giving Chie the eye and shaking my head.  I kept giving Chris the eye and shaking my head. 

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I was out of the loop when the two dated briefly.  When that went sour, I was thrust in the middle of it with Chie sharing the story with me.  Chris also called me to talk.  I didn’t try to quell any fire since I make introductions and that’s that.  What happens after introduction does not fall under my responsibility.  I was there for both to listen.

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After that incident, my friendship with Chris obviously stepped up a notch.  He definitely got a lot more comfortable teasing me at the gym.  January 2005 finds SE and me at Chris’ birthday party at Rack’s El Pueblo and I see his happy face with girls flocked around him.  I was shaking my head in my head thinking that this guy does get around.  Much to our chagrin, an impromptu fight between two clashing men brewed in the party.  A few days after, CW called me asking for my opinion on a certain issue.

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(CW Bday at Rack’s in 2005)

I like acronyms and initials and used to label photos with people’s initials.  Since CW is long when pronounced, CW became C-dub for short.  He never got why I called him C-dub in my entries and photo captions until he asked me several months after.  There were several “ladies” stories after (maybe one that includes a celeb).   I got wind that C-dub was seeing someone from the gym.  It was hush hush at first but it all came out in the open after a while.  CW introduced me to her… Tee Dee.  Tee Dee became my friend.  Initially started with chats at the gym, dinners after gym, and meetings outside gym like dinners, premieres, movies (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/97/Movie_Group_Date), etc (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/77/Eurostar).  Soon I was beside her during C-dub’s 3rd appearance in URCC (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/65/9-10_December_2005).  December 18, 2005, URCC VII: The Art of War held at Araneta Coliseum.  Tee Dee endeared herself to me and our friendship became tighter than my friendship with C-dub’s.

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February 1, 2006 was my flight to Japan for a nearly 1-month study tour sponsored by the Japanese Embassy.  My return to Manila realized a 5-year relationship about to fall out.  Regardless of my detached feelings, SE and I were in the process of working it out.

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Tee Dee and I set out a plan to go out of town.  We saw ourselves at Puerto Galera with the group enjoying the long break of Holy Week in 2006 (http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/110/13-15_April_2006).  It was such a fun week at Puerto Galera even I fell in the bathroom and gashed both my hands.

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Trouble brewed in June between the two.  They broke up and it was a mutual decision.  Tee Dee cried over my shoulder.  I carried her over the months she was struggling.  I rushed to her each time she called.  She was crying everyday and I felt her pain to the point that I started to feel anger towards CW.  In August, she met someone and the tears stopped coming.  I finally saw a bouncing smile from her again.  Calls of 5 times a day decreased to twice a day.  Calls were not stricken with sadness anymore but with a chirpy voice of revival, updating me on her new found love.

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Much of a blow was when CW started calling and getting dibs on how Tee Dee was doing.  I wasn’t going to give any information as I was on Tee Dee’s side.  I didn’t like his calls since I was still angry over the hurt that my girl friend felt.  I told Tee Dee about CW’s thoughts of getting back with her.  Tee Dee told me to tell him that it was over.  She embarked on a new journey already when he came knocking again.  The situation turned and suddenly, he was the one in pieces. 

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SE and I attended the birthday party of Tee Dee where the new guy cooked the whole dinner.  CW kept bugging me through SMS having me relay his messages to Tee Dee.  SE, Tee Dee and I were reading his texts.  It was depressing because this was the time he was hurting.  Tee Dee then told me, “Jane, take care of Christian now.  You’ve taken care of me the past few months.  I have moved on.  He needs you more than I do right now.  I think it is best that you be there for him this time around.”   

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Towards mid-September and after months of “trying” since March, SE and I decided to end our relationship.  My 5 years and 8 months relationship with SE sputtered its last ember.  It ended with a good last talk by the pool.  Interestingly, SE told CW to take care of me.  After a break-up, I always advise my girlfriends to take up a new hobby.  Mine was Project Move Out.  I decided to try living on my own so I maintained a condo unit in Makati for a while. 

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Over the course of the months spending time with Chris, hanging out and talking, we came to know each other in depth.  He’d give me a ride to the gym after work.  We’d casually go see a movie together or have dinner.  We’d chat over YM.  We were friends being friends.  I took the time to date others.  He started seeing this girl he met.  I’ve grown pretty rusty at holding a conversation interesting since I haven’t dated in a pretty long time.  I was on different dates –some were funny, while others were totally forgettable.  There were two that I measured my interests with.  In spite of this, my friendship/connection with Christian started to stand out the most at the end of the day.   

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I always enjoyed my time whenever we were together –even to something as mundane as standing in line or listening to music in the car.  He appeared to be enjoying my company too as he kept asking about my plans after work.  When we didn’t spend time together, a part of me missed him.  That was when my smiling face stopped in its tracks with a screeching halt!  Why was I missing him?  And why do I look forward to seeing him?  When did I start caring about what to wear when I see him?  I didn’t care I was in a smelly gym outfit a few weeks ago?  During lunches or dinners with him, I used to not care if I gave a pesto-filled smile.  Then I started to notice I was polishing my teeth with my tongue after every bite.  When I laugh, I laugh my heart out.  My jaw dislodges and you can count my teeth.  If I can help it, I started closing my mouth with my hand when I laughed.  Was I flirting?  What was going on? 

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He was growing somewhat awkward too.  He became more inquisitive of who I went out with and basically everything that was going on around me.  I noticed how he was taking care of me, accompanying me to 168 Mall to get items for my condo, bringing me salad for my diet.  I tried to reduce the frequency of spending time with Chris, but we’ve found ourselves missing each other every time we do.  We became each other’s source of companionship. 

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Little did we know that we developed feelings for one another naturally.  Maybe the 4 years of friendship where we have seen each other’s worst unguarded, same background, ideals, and our experiences contributed a lot.  No matter how hard we both tried to push it away, it was inevitable. 

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Irony of ironies 

There are many unwritten rules among friends.  One of the biggest rules is never date their exes.  I’ve always kept a cardinal rule of not being involved with a friend’s ex.  I was never attracted to one anyway.  I never even liked Chinese guys being surrounded by them all throughout school.  I’ve always found fair skin to be feminine and I like the dark kind in men.  But who knew?  Who knew that I’d fall for someone who looks like Chris?  All of my friends from school (both SPAS barkada and PIQC) were surprised when they first met Christian.  Joycee even had to ask bluntly, “is he Chinese?”  They couldn’t believe it.  I’ve never had one single crush that had chinky eyes or had fair skin or can speak Chinese fluently.  I guess you can’t help who you fall in love with.  Love happens.  

It took me a long time to admit to myself that I liked him.  I’ve never seen him in a different light other than a friend.  There were more realizations though as the hours tick on.  Spending time with him felt different each day –and unexpectedly I discovered that I was falling for him.   

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Up to this date, nobody has taken care of me as much as he has and I still feel so much love coming from him as it was at the beginning. 

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Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/110/13-15_April_2006

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/131/052006-_URCC

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/162/052606-_Xmen_Screening_and_Matti

Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/160/051906-_Red_Corner  

Flashback: Eurostar

Tuesday, June 26th, 2007

When the traveling theme park, Eurostar, arrived in Manila, it made a lot of buzz.  Even if I am not into big rides, the buzz made me plan something with friends.  Chai and some of her friends, Racq, TeeDee, Chris, SE and me set one night to go to Euro “carnival.”

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SE, TeeDee and Chris were crazy enough to ride the Ranger, while I was the designated photographer of the day.  We had dinner at the venue and of course it was ridiculously priced.  Good thing that they were selling good ice cream.

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TeeDee and Chris left early and missed the whole sit on the ground photo op I’ve initiated out of strict boredom of watching everybody else enjoy the ride.

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Album: http://cushee.multiply.com/photos/album/77/Eurostar