Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Hello morning

Morning blues, it’s been raining again…

long weekend is over




Polkape

and LeeLeeput had his book signed by Lourd, kainis...daya naman


Sugar by Delanie Osabel



“Most people don't know there are angels
whose only job is to make sure you don't get
too comfortable & fall asleep & miss your life"
~Brian Andreas



I just admire Ma’Dee’s work…You meet fellow Filipinos on AP and then get amazed by their immense talents and versatility in different genres of art. Sadly, my muse has been sleeping too long…
Thank you Ma'Dee

Sunday, August 28, 2011

when it's raining the frogs like to sing

who are you by bill cantos by it's just me...Anna Lee

When it’s raining, the frogs like to sing

I am one of these frogs, actually…ambisyosang frog

at nangangarag pa! so I realized how difficult it is to record your voice

while singing


my Neruda roses





I love you as the certain dark things are love, secretly,

between the shadow and the song

~Neruda



I suddenly thought of this Neruda quote when I saw that their stems are intertwined

Saturday, August 27, 2011

All the world's a stage

All the world's a stage
and everyone has their part...[okay so this may be part Shakespeare sonnet/ part Madonna lyrics]
A reluctant stage-mama um, um, um…
Make-up, make up, costume, costume
a wannabe make-up artist, personal stylist, photographer, number one fan haha
These photos were taken during a school activity: Linggo ng Wika,
They danced on a VST song Rock Baby Rock slash Tayo’y Magsayawan.
They made them look like Monday, Tuesday,Wednesday,Thursday, Friday group of That’s Entertainment.
Tanda ko na, Mommy na!
So the next time, they dance…it’ll be folk dance?
Make ups, costume, now they practice with a CD, MP3 player, back then during the cassette era, if the rewind button is dysfunctional, you have to manually wind it using a Panda ballpen,
ano pa ba









Zadee’s galpals: Queenie and Alyanna


My daughter with her new school


It feels like I haven’t written in years now…I just realized, whenever I am clueless on what to write or how to start it…I usually begin with the word “So…” So…So…So…I have so many So-so’s to start with haha!!! [at may exclamation ba ang tawa]
And then I would write something about this…at biglang nawala ang tawa
So, this is about Zadee
I guess, for me, it will always be about Zadee…
And her new school.
So she have had major adjustments
A new kid in a big school with gradeschool and highschool students, and a trolley bag which she drags along everyday with a weight like it has a built-in Library and everything National Bookstore galore.
Frustrations
disappointments
And then the bullies…sigh…
So she was the timid type…hmmm…parang ako :D
I have mixed emotions when I learned the news that Zadee had hurt one of her classmates, and then the poor victim is a boy, nasabunot nya yung bata, super iyak daw yung boy. I’ve asked her what made her do it. Because it’s really very untypical of her. And finally, after minutes and minutes of asking, probing, she finally ‘fessed up. “Kase sinabi nya na pangit ako.” And then she cried. So here goes the mixed emotions again, consoled her and told that she is very pretty, and ask her to promise not to do it again.”Baka awayin tayo ng Mommy non” I guess she forgot my bilin, if ever, somebody would do or say bad things to her at school, she should tell her teacher.
I’ve asked her teacher what really happened, and she told me, Nagalit talaga siguro sya, kasi Ma’am, may pagkamakulit yung boy [mentioned his name but I won’t] Ayaw nyang humingi ng sorry sa boy. Ang tagal bago ko sya napasorry.”
I felt sorry for the boy and so much more to her. But somehow, there’s this mischievous side of me, at least, di magpapa-api ang anak ko but I still feel sorry for the little boy…
Hay salbaheng Mommy, now I remember back in the days, in grade school when I had a fist fight with a boy, too, a classmate…and those pambubuyo, pustahan by other male classmates. How could I forget that!?! I was spanked with a bamboo stick twice by my teacher and my sparring mate-kaaway classmate ten times. Good thing, bawal na mamalo ngayon.



Congrats Zadee, Mommy is proud of you…Be a goo girl and always remember that you are pretty…love, Mommy
and then I got a "I Love you" post it note on the fridge

Sigh…
Sigh..
And then, I realized I always end up things with so many sighs

Monday, August 8, 2011

A single rose can be my garden..." ~Leo Buscaglia

a glimpse of the morning light, after weeks of monsoon rains...




















It’s been a long time since I’ve held my camera…finally a glimpse of the morning light through zadee’s bedroom window,
it's been pissing rain for weeks now

Mistake Number 3 by True Faith




So you can call me Ms. Nostalgia, I think I find it a better pseudonym for me hmmm…or probably somebody have already used it. I must be getting old, and the very reason why I am kind of clingy to old songs…True Faith, for me, are one of Pinoy artists that gives quality music, loved their version of this Boy George song…and it strum the same chords with Michael Tomlinson’s Sunlight acoustic version.



Friday, August 5, 2011

wish this was Le Baiser...


I finally found a Stella painting...on her website...sayang wala syang pinangalan dito, still wishing for her Le Baiser though...my thanks to Delanie (Awestruck) for adjusting the colors

and I found an Amel Larrieux song that I like, I have the same autumn thoughts of Stella's painting with her song...We Can Be New on her Bravebird album













Norway Talents







so this is something like a late reaction epiphany...
I just realized that I have a thing for Norwegian talents...Silje Nergaard to start with...I'm obsessed about her song "Fall" the very first time I heard it on radio airplay, then came, College Monster moments and late night listening to DJ Tom Alvarez haha...I've become a D'Sound fanatic and then lately in my late twenties, I am in love with Maria Mena's songs and of course, not to mention M2M pop duo, although I have to admit, I am way too old for their style. Not that I am obsess with them, I just have to mention them since they're from Norway and because I think they're actually good too.
this photo: watching D'Sound during rehearsal at MOA, front seat ako lalo na libre, buy ka lang ng album nila. good thing , I was listening to WAVE then, and heard them advertised about their little gig at MOA I just have to be there...thinking without thinking yay, called in from work, umaandar na naman ang “id principle,” with zadee and Anna on tow, I went to Manila, to see them. :)






As Long As I Sing by D'Sound on Grooveshark







Loving Will Downing











All the Man You Need by Will Downing on Grooveshark

Ikaw na!!!
from his versions of I don't wanna lose you, Stop, Look and Listen...and The Nearness of You...just love, love, love his voice. So I finally found another of his song that I like, arggh CityLite, magbalik na kayo sa ere...











Thursday, August 4, 2011

remembering zadee's preschool days

I could still remember her excitement during her first day of school...and me still groggy from my 2 am work. She's actually 2 weeks absent since I can't take her to school because of work until I resigned. Thankful, that her teacher understands my scenario.
When we're at school as she entered the classroom, I took a seat along with my co-stage mama moms...asking them infos about what to buy and then the payments I need to settle...then the classroom door opened, a boy is crying, zadee, seated on the front row saw me through the ajar door and started crying as well [hala patay] sympathetic cry ba yan, anak, so crying is contagious din pala [ang bilis ng domino reaction]...I was asked to stay inside their classroom...surrounded by preschool kids for three days in a row until she has finally able to adapt and catched up in the class.
Then, one day, her teacher talked to me about how fast she has improved and the way she excel, then she was asked to represent in the art contest for the Children's Congress and representing her school again for the Bright Child of the Year...and she won the title.. enough of my proud mama mouth