Hmmm... Nah!
It'll be more than that. Hahaha!
We exchanged ideas on how to make the year worthwhile both professionally and personally. We both agreed that a personal project such a photo journal would be great.
So here I am armed with my trusty 2-megapixel digital camera (while Paul and I are waiting for our Nikon dream camera---sponsors anyone?) sought to answer the age-old question, "Who am I?"
I was hoping the year would start with a bang. But the fireworks sounded more of a whimper to me, begging incessantly to stop. "The new year would usher in even without the loud noises," the fireworks claimed. Wow! It's just the start of the year and the fireworks were talking to me. Maybe this is the year that inanimate objects would finally speak up. I'm listening.
Here the pics by the way.
Who am I?
It's first day of the year and I'm not home. I'm working on our directory. Haggard is an understatement.
What was I looking at? I was staring into the horizon, counting the lights on EDSA Shangri-La Hotel. Hahaha! Two lightbulbs busted!
I was actually thinking what lies ahead for me in the year 2008.
The second day of the year started with a sumptuous meal of tuyo threesome. I love it! The tuyo, mind you.
There are certainly surprises for the year. Even the white lady gave up. She retired from work complaining, "People are not scared anymore. I might as well marry my long-time beau. Hmp!"
It's a good thing that the sun is still shining. Wow! Look at that red ray. Laser beam?
Kapoy pa rin.
Every night before I close my peepholes, I contemplate on how my day was. I say a prayer of thanks for letting me meet good friends along the way (like Paul), for my family's safety and well-being, for accomplishing what needs to be done, for a lot of things, actually.I also pray for a good dream. That is, if I'm not too stressed out to remember.
"I'll remember my dream." I keep saying it until I doze off into dreamland.
"Freddy Kruger please don't ruin my night. I have so many Freddy Krugers in my waking life already."
Day 3 started very casually.
Every morning I wake to see this unfinished painting. It's as if it's beckoning to be finished. It wasn't my project but I had to takeover since the original painter wandered into a different medium of self-expression, 2D and 3D animation. Takeover? Hahaha! I've never done oil in my life. Watercolor, yes. But oil paint? And this big?
Guess who's the nude model? He's lookin at you kid.
My brother and I usually share the workspace including the pc. Everytime I do computer stuff, I always see his things to do list. Hmmm... I used to have one before. Maybe it's time I bring it back.
The day ended casually, too. What's with the stare Jay? My golly-gulay, my face looks bloated. Argh! I've got to get myself in shape in time for my January 30 PULP magazine shoot. No kidding.
Jay, the nerd, woke feeling a little bit down on Day 4. "Will it be a slow day for me?"
Thinking nothing special is set for the day, I was hoping to get some more sleep when I realized, it's the first Friday of the month and of the year. In five days, it's Quiapo day!
So I hurriedly finish what needs to be done at home, ate brunch, took a shower and dressed comfortably for Quiapo. I was about to tell my mom I was going to Quiapo when she said she's going, too. Ahhh... my mom sometimes is so slow in dressing up. No choice. She's my mom. Hehehe.
Since the most common public transportation going to the dreaded Quiapo is a jeepney, I was waving for one when my mom hailed a taxi! What?! A taxi going to Quiapo? On a Friday? First Friday at that? No choice. She's my mom.
On the way to the church, we passed by my former workplace, Fast Earning University (FEU). No doubt about it.
Every morning I wake to see this unfinished painting. It's as if it's beckoning to be finished. It wasn't my project but I had to takeover since the original painter wandered into a different medium of self-expression, 2D and 3D animation. Takeover? Hahaha! I've never done oil in my life. Watercolor, yes. But oil paint? And this big?
Guess who's the nude model? He's lookin at you kid.
My brother and I usually share the workspace including the pc. Everytime I do computer stuff, I always see his things to do list. Hmmm... I used to have one before. Maybe it's time I bring it back.
The day ended casually, too. What's with the stare Jay? My golly-gulay, my face looks bloated. Argh! I've got to get myself in shape in time for my January 30 PULP magazine shoot. No kidding.
Jay, the nerd, woke feeling a little bit down on Day 4. "Will it be a slow day for me?"Thinking nothing special is set for the day, I was hoping to get some more sleep when I realized, it's the first Friday of the month and of the year. In five days, it's Quiapo day!
So I hurriedly finish what needs to be done at home, ate brunch, took a shower and dressed comfortably for Quiapo. I was about to tell my mom I was going to Quiapo when she said she's going, too. Ahhh... my mom sometimes is so slow in dressing up. No choice. She's my mom. Hehehe.
Since the most common public transportation going to the dreaded Quiapo is a jeepney, I was waving for one when my mom hailed a taxi! What?! A taxi going to Quiapo? On a Friday? First Friday at that? No choice. She's my mom.
On the way to the church, we passed by my former workplace, Fast Earning University (FEU). No doubt about it.
Finally, here we are. The bastion of the Black Nazarene. Zooks! People everywhere. My agoraphobia is attacking.
Before we went home, I took a last shot of mom and me.
Day 5 was the last night before Christmas season officially ends. We decided to drop by Serendra and Boni High at Fort Bonifacio.
After looking at books at Fully Booked (which is heaven to me, probably after the Library of Congress), we strolled down Boni High cooling ourselves in chilly Amihan winds.
Day 5 was the last night before Christmas season officially ends. We decided to drop by Serendra and Boni High at Fort Bonifacio.
After looking at books at Fully Booked (which is heaven to me, probably after the Library of Congress), we strolled down Boni High cooling ourselves in chilly Amihan winds.
One of our favorite places in Serendra, Mary Grace, is home to delectable ensaymada and cheese roll. But having eaten a lot of pastries in the past, I opted for a beef fili, instead. Zooks! No Sangria iced tea. I chose Apple cinnamon iced tea.
The tissue holder sums up the whole trip.
Okay, it's overly dramatic. But hey, it's true.
Those were the first five days of my 2008. How about yours?
Okay, it's overly dramatic. But hey, it's true.
Those were the first five days of my 2008. How about yours?
No comments:
Post a Comment