Paradise Philippines

Imagine an office where you can have three free meals a day, have access to a 24-hour tech service, a pool, a gym, an employees' lounge, with the halls furnished with rubber balls and lava lamps, Where you can play hockey and billiards and you can eat outside like you're having a picnic and heck, you can even bring your dog!

Not possible? Think again.

Ladies and gentlemen, let me present to you where most, if not all, techy people fantasized working for: the Googleplex. Talk about the Super Ultimate Dream Job. And yeah, the redundancy was intended because when you see what it's like to work for Google (even if it's just a glimpse gleaned from online photos) it is impossible not to use excessive superlatives to describe the workplace.

Well anyway. No use obsessing about it coz I'm not headed there anyway. Not by a long shot. Besides, even if I'm like, brilliant enough (which I'm not) to get hired by the world's best search engine company, I'm too chicken to go and live in a strange country with new people and new cultures. Ahh, my roots have grown too deep.

Still, no harm in drooling over it.

PS. Remember those semi-vague ideas for my future? They're a bit more clear now And while I know exactly what I want and how I'll get there, something tells me now is not yet the time. Something tells me to have a little more patience, to hold on a little longer. That He will tell me, some way, when the time is right.

'There are b-sides to every story, if you decide to have some fun." -Fruitcake, Eraserheads.

So you've heard his version of the story. Now, take a look at mine:

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I tried to make it look Pan's Labyrinth-y, but methinks I need more practice.

PS. I love your poem. So much that I was inspired to illustrate it. Thanks for the beautiful lines. Totally made my day. I love you.  

Au Revoir, Gilmore Girls

My girls are saying goodbye. I don't care what kind of sugar-coated excuse they say, but I really believe that Amy Sherman-Palladino leaving the show killed it. The storyline really lost a lot of its articulate and snappy dialogues and with that the wit and charm--which by the way, was the reason why Gilmore Girls has such a loyal following--steadily dropped. And hey, it's not just me. The cast says it too. Edward Herrmann says and I quote, that the story "tended to lose a little of its sharp edges." I've been a serious Gilmore Girls watcher since season 1 and believe me, there's a reason why Gilmore Girls lost approximately a million viewers during the last season. It just wasn't the same. And marrying Lorelai off to Chris really, really contributed to the show's demise.

Good thing I can buy DVDs. Or I'll go crazy missing my girls.

Fight or Flight

There's this vacant apartment, not too far away from his home, that I've been thinking about so much. Fantasizing about occupying the apartment has become such a recurring but unintentional habit that I became so used to it: I could go on for hours just thinking about living there. In my mind I dressed it up: with a sofa bed. A mini fridge. A microwave oven. A tiny stove. That pink bulb night lamp. A library at the second floor. Bean bags. Those folding chairs that you could buy for 180 pesos each in Toy Kingdom. A bunch of other knick knacks I see when we window shop.

Does it make me a bad person if I dream of living in a house without my mom?

Or more to the point, does it make me a bad daughter if I long for a life that my mother does not control?