My college barkada Fay has been living in the US for quite a few years now.  She got married there and has started her own family.  Back in PI, she used to be a workaholic, working late hours and long hours.  Last time she visited the country was in December 2007 and we had dinner at Sentro and Abe –naturally she wanted Filipino food because she missed it.  Gosh, I suddenly miss college days.

Fay: janie my dear

wingsofjane: hello fay!

Fay: how are u?  have you seen gina or king lately?

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Fay: you really are doing a great job with your blog

wingsofjane: super cute naman ng snowhite costume

Fay: haha… i guess thats the nice thing abt having girl, you could play dress up with her

wingsofjane: aaw… thanks Fay, trying my best but it’s hard coz with my work, busy as hell this Q4 for plans next year, i can’t quite find the time to sit down and write leisurely 

wingsofjane: although writing makes me happy

wingsofjane: but lately, ive just been posting announcements and what nots

wingsofjane: nothing too much on how i would like to write

Fay: I love the way you write… you have a very good way of expressing yourself

Fay: when i read your blogs, i could actually hear you say it in my head

Fay: did i say that right? 

Fay: i meant, I could actually picture you saying those things

wingsofjane: i get what you mean haha

wingsofjane:

wingsofjane: somebody also said that to me

Fay: this may sound corny.. but it actually bring me closer to home

Fay: i like reading abt the new restos, bars and events

wingsofjane: it’s not corny, you just lifted me two inches off the floor

Fay: keeps me up to date

wingsofjane: on a Manic Monday

Fay: ok, I’ll let you go back to work now…

Fay: have a nice monday!

Fay: say hi to the bf for me

wingsofjane: thanks Fay, that’s what keeps me inspired

wingsofjane: inspired to write, will tell the bf that you said hi

Sentro Album

We don’t know how to reach you.

We heard what happened. 

We are so worried. 

Tried to call JM’s brother but couldn’t reach him.

We hope you are okay and on the road to recovery. 

Our prayers are with you for speedy upturn.

We hope to talk to you soon.

betweenbites@gmail.com

Upcoming entries:

1. Chicane Live on Stage
2. F1 Viewing Party
3. Ridiculous Burger
4. URCC University Challenge
5. Paul Calvin
6. Tender Bob’s: More than a burger place
7. First Between Bites Freebie (I twisted my tongue)

Friday afternoon:  Home duty calls.

I missed the 7pm Oktoberfest Blogger Party @ Taste Asia, MOA.

I missed the 9pm Sabi dinner @ Bubba Gump.

I missed 10pm meeting with Kenny

Mood: sad.

Where am I spending my whole Saturday today?  Camping! 

This camping does not involve tents, firewood, nature… which Travel Factor opened my eyes to.  But, (rubbing my hands together like a mischievous Count Dracula) it’s as adventurous! 

For someone like me who is totally not a technical person in an IT-sense, this is a whole new world I’m trekking.  Finally, Word Camp day is here.  After today, I can stop bugging people (hello Martin, Jayvee, Mon) with so many Wordpress-related question… which at the end, I still don’t get.   

That’s why forgive how boring my blog is (you over there, no need for shouting, it’s not the writing).  

I’ve been sleeping for only 4 hours lately because of work.  It was difficult to drag my sluggish body out of bed this beautiful Saturday morning at 6am!  But as soon as cold water hit my sleepy eyes, my mind was running excited about all I’m going to learn in WordCamp –not to mention meeting other bloggers.  Giddy!

I’m leading myself into total darkness.  I might stumble.  I might fall.  Word Camp is the light on the other end.

My sister was a Dean’s Lister last term and I am just brimming with pride to know that my sister is an achiever.  She has blossomed into a shy young woman with maturity above her level.  I’m so glad that our bond has become closer over the recent years.

A truly proud sister moment

Congrats shobs!

2 weekends in vigorous Manila will be missed this August.  The upcoming Cebu trip, organized by Travel Factor (http://thetravelfactor.org/), which will take us to Cebu City, Bantayan Island, Virgin Island and Malapascua, very much excites me.  I can finally cross Bantayan on my old list of things to do (http://www.janedchua.com/2007/09/27/my-25-items-for-summer/).

However, nothing electrifies me more than the thought of another out-of-the-county trip with Bubba.  I have to start preparing myself mentally for bungee-jumping.

Calaguas Beach.  July12-13, 2008

Photo Courtesy: Jerome

Today, I am feeling lousy.  My budget report had a few glitches (few but I’m such a perfectionist that I have to beat myself up over it).  It’s funny because the figure I have in my brain is correct but it doesn’t show in the Excel sheet.  On top of that, I am sick.  It started last night but since I felt better this morning I decided to go to work.  We have Antarctica air-conditioning, which breeds whatever startup virus I have.  It worsened after lunch, fever and tonsillitis.  I was supposed to go home right after work.  Now as I write this, I have nasal drip which means I am typing on sticky green keyboard.

Sometimes the world conspires to make you feel better.

July 26.  The Lifehouse band made waves on their first ever concert in Manila.  Araneta Coliseum was packed!  Bubba bought the tickets a month or so in advance.  He was really excited to watch them perform live.  Candidly, as much as I love a lot of their songs, I wouldn’t pay more than 1K to see them.  Well, the tickets we had are at 2K each.  Maybe he wanted to hear them in their purest form.  Everything seemed all set for the evening with his high hopes of sitting next to a guy who won’t be singing along with the band.  Leave a guy in peace with his favorite alternative rock band?  I was on his left smiling all ears and enjoying the songs.  Whereas, Bubba was sitting next to a screaming, gaping fan who was stomping her feet like crazy and going berserk.   

Poor guy, you’d think. 

That’s nothing new to him especially when he is late to meet me. 

By 10 minutes.