superpaning

Finished work early today. Still have almost an hour to mess up with the news in the internet. We were told that Facebook and Twitter are now prohibited. The boss on the other team told us that if this big IT guy caught us using these great social networking sites, it would be a cause of dismissal or suspension. So I let the atmosphere cool first before venturing onto those sites again.

The sportswriting gig was a false alarm. Turns out, it’s worst that what I do in my job today. If this is draaaaaging, that is MORE draaaaging. Since that company markets seamen/seawomen, they produce very brief news articles (5 to 7 sentences) everyday. They have four pages of pure text news. Who would read that? The boss, with an AM radio jock voice, said that including photos in the layout is much more expensive so they stick to the text only format.

What’s more? The upcoming job order is beyond our ethical principles as writers. I heard that this certain client wants a biography of all famous porn stars. I know right? Bea remembered Ms. Prime from the moment she heard about that. I, on the other hand, remembered the very kind soft speaking Sir Challie. One of our officemates, Camille, also is bothered with the upcoming workload. She told Bea that if they pushed her to write about these stuffs, she will be forced to resign. She’ll have a Businessworld interview on Tuesday anyway.

40 minutes more before going home. I’m gonna spend the rest of the time reading about John Mayer and stuffs. That New Moon movie is everywhere in the web. So much of vampires, even television is full of vampires… Trublood and Vampire Diaries.

Chaochao.

Non-pathogenic bacteria blocks pathway

Tired but not done yet.
Gosh.

All I want is to become what I want. And what is that? Journalist? Writer? Filmmaker? Photojournalist? Athlete? Singer? Musician? Actor? Professor? CIA agent?

It’s been two months since my last entry. It’s been a long time. So now, instead of writing my article about non-pathogenic bacteria that blocks the immune pathway, I’m going to write my first entry after two months.

What has been happening Paning?

First, I resigned as an assistant Avid editor at Filipino Poker Tour. Now, I am a writer at this company in Makati. It pays well but it’s dragging. It has benefits but it’s dragging. It’s a good job for a writing experience but its draggggiiinng. It’s dragging me crazy.

Second, I realized that it’s been two months too since I left the dorm. Nothing has changed so much because I visit there like everyday. The studio-type apartment is pretty cool too.

Third, I always read blogs of friends and you all got cool templates. Now, I realized that I want to change my template too but I do not know how. It’s been my problem since…. Uh, I don’t know. Not so much of the web design design template genius.

Fourth, I really could’ve slept in my desk this morning, as in seriously. After a one and a half hour of run and walk last night, it’s really nice to lie on my bed and sleep the whole morning. Oh and speaking of bed, I got my old room back in the house. The used-to-be-bodega is now painted in white with a bed that dominates most of the space.

Fifth, I’m thinking of creating a new blog. Superpaning was born in the 31st of December 2008. New Year, New Blog. Blah. Whatever.

Sixth, I’m not really in the mood of writing about whatever crap is assigned to me today. I have 42 minutes left before going home. Tomorrow, I’ll take the day off to go to this sports writing gig. You probably saw it on Jobstreet. Hope it’ll be successful and fun and….

Anyway highway. As I finished writing this sentence, I already typed 363 words.

Looking forward for the hike this weekend with Joy and Ate Abs.
Looking forward to become what I want to become.
Looking forward to eat dinner, probably hotdogs.
Looking forward of buying a Christmas tree with Christmas lights on it.
Looking forward to watch Grey’s tonight.

What has been happening Paning? Happening Paning… Haha. I like the way it sounds, it rhymes.

And btw, have you seen this Funmaker job in Jobstreet recently? Gosh. I applied for it. The job basically is to spread fun to kids. Play with them, sing them song and blah blah… It’s the perfect job for me. But after the under consideration status, they kept my resume for future reference. Gosh. I was so excited to get that job.

Tick tack… 22 minutes left. My officemates have no idea of what I am doing… OR they do? Whatever. I’ve reached 511 words, there.

I realized that this is really happening. I felt my heart saddened.

Four years ago, I was a struggling college student who lived alone in a small four-cornered, no window room at a creepy building in Estrada Street. I did not like it there because I felt so isolated. I did not have anyone, no roommates or anything. The least I got was the landlady's gay grandchild. Anyway, I lived there for a year.No friends, no family, nothing. It was the saddest year ever. I remember crying all the the time. I even went to school with my eyes swollen because of crying. It was depression and self-pity for a 16-year old girl from the
province. Good thing, God loves me and he did not let me go crazy. I'm proud I survived that year. Looking back, I believe it made me a better person. However, I told myself that I would never live there alone again.

So my search for a new dorm or boarding house began. It was not hard looking for I heard my classmate Karen found a new one. I asked her if there were any vacancies. She did not just answer my question, she even accompanied me there so I can see it.

Old, big, haunted-looking house. That was my first impression of the dorm. When I met the caretaker, Ate Emma, I even imagined her as a witch. Her hair was long, curly and thick. It was her hair that made me think that she was a witch. Anyway, the dorm is huge. Old school modeled house. The ceiling, the wooden floors, the old chandeliers, and the classy windows designed near the stairs. Our room, however, is nothing like old school. According to Ate Emma, it was an extra room made for the family's drivers.

The room has stairs. Three unequal size of steps to enter the room. The first step is small, the second is big and the third one is bigger. I don't know why they made it like that. There were four single beds aligned with each other. Four closets were built on the side, near the bathroom. Plus, there was a sink. I told Ate Emma to reserved a slot for me. I'm definitely moving.

I moved in June 12, 2006. That's it, the rest is history. If I were to tell my whole life in the dorm, I could probably make a book, novel or a series of stories. There were too many happenings, parties, issues and a lot more to write. But one thing is for sure, I love every part of it. God, I've lived here for many years.

My bed was near the bathroom, then I was in the upper deck, and now I'm near the door. I just realized now that I've been on every side of the room. My roomates, Karen, Lyca, Kath and Clarisse. I could not ask for anyone better. Our room, I may say, is the best room in the dorm. We never had any ungodly wars.

It is the rescue center for our laptops when there are red alert situations. It is the movie room. It is the party room. It is the prayer room. It is the ultimate room. And my roomates are the ultimate roomates. I would never forget Bagyong Milenyo and the other rainy seasons when our room is most likely affected. The flying cockroaches, where our endless shouts and cries would wake up everyone. The little rats, when they would always hang out in the trash, and under the beds. The free wifi, where our room has the best signal.

Why am I writing this? Because I'm leaving. It is so happening. Myself can't believe it. God, I grew up here. I turned 18, 19 and 20 here. Even if I would just move nearby, as you guys said, it would still be different. I can feel that it is hard for everybody. Especially to me. Not seeing Ate Emma everyday, her exceptional laughs, jokes, and stories, I would definitely miss. I love Ate Emma. She is the life of the dorm. And the dorm would never be "The Dorm" without her. She makes everything for us easy and fun.

Nevertheless, I think that moving out is taking a little step further. I will move in a studio-type apartment with my younger brother. He needs me now and who can say no to family? When Clarisse asked me not to leave because it was sudden and we are all not ready, I asked her, when are we going to get ready? I guess we will never get ready. We loved this place so much that even if we are prepared, it would still be hard to go.

I would never be that far though. I would always have the luxury to visit everyday, sleepovers, and all that stuff. I thank God for the dorm, "The Dorm." It has no name so we call it the dorm, the 981 dorm.

*I wrote this three days before I officially moved out. Now, I am officially out. And I miss it so much.*

I realized. It's been two or three weeks since my last entry. Many things happened.

I went to see the Sugarfree concert last week. Yeah. Dream come true. Sugarfree is one of the bands that belongs in my life album. Self-confessed fan since high school. I'm really happy when I got the chance to watch them live. Kat, who works in NU, gave me the free tickets four hours before the concert. Good thing, it's payday. Unfortunately, Joy wasn't able to come. I missed her during the concert. We used to sing the songs of Sugarfree together. Anyway, it was fun and it's a good break from all the stress and pollution of the world.

Looks like I'm seeing my favorite artists. The next day, after the concert, I went to our church's 25th anniversary in Araneta. Guess who sang, Gary V. Yep. But I wasn't that moved as I expected. I guess what I saw there was Mr. Pure Enery Gary V. Not Gary V. Gary V. himself. Anyway, it was fun. The praise part was so fun.

Still, things are happening. Later, I would visit this small studio type apartment. My younger brother Ian needs a home. I pity his dorm. BUT. This means living MY dorm too. That, I don't know if I can let go yet. Haay.

More: Tired of work. Yep. I'm writing this while talking to one of my boss. It's not fun anymore. I need something new. Something that would make me feel alive again. Gosh. Life.

One of my favorite morning praise songs in high school:

Pinid na pintuan
Mistulang dingding
Walng sinuman
Ang maaaring tanggapin
Anong pumipigil
Anong nagbabawal
Sa sariling mundo
Ba't di ka lumaya

Buksan ang 'yong mga mata
Kahit may luha, mamahalin pa rin kita
At tutulangang
Lumaya

Basong may tubig
Lagyan mong muli
Aapaw dahil wala ng silid
Ang pusong may galit
'Di maaaring umibig
Bulag sa wasto
Alipin ang isip


Missing high school morning praise. :)

"Pardon me, while I burst into flames..."
-Incubus pa ang kanta. High School classic.

Si Kristine. I wonder if I ever called you Kristine or Tin in high school. Ang alam ko Joy na agad tawag ko sa'yo. Haha, feeling close. Anyway, I remember now. Tinatawag mo na nga akong Paning 1st year or 2nd year pa lang. Pero di ko pa rin maalala yung mga banyo sing-alongs natin nung 1st year at 2nd year. Ang alam ko talaga 3rd year na yun.

Maligayang bati Joy. Binata ka na. Isa ka sa mga unang nagparamdam sa akin na may bestfriend ako. *hikbi* I would've written this on a sheet of paper. Para mas personal ang atake, kaso tinatamad na akong magsulat 'pag hand written.

Alam mo naman siguro na lagi lang ako nandito. E ilang taon na ba tayong prens diba? Sinundan mo na 'ko sa Scho hanggang sa dorm. Tapos mag-kaklase pa tayo ng college. Mahal mo talaga ko 'no? Haha. Hope you enjoyed your surprise Happy birthday last night, kahit na feeling ko alam mo na may ganung mangyayari. Feeling ko na surprise ka pa rin, lalo na sa mga dumating. I think I caught you teary eyed.

Happy birthday Joy! I don't know what to say anymore. Thanks, sa cake. Binaon ko sa office yung isang slice. Hehe. Kung kailangan mo ng sing-along partner, yosi buddy (kahit taga-sindi lang ng yosi), kakwentuhan o taga-buhos ng sama ng loob, atiu ku mu keni. I pray for all the happiness in the world for you. You matter in this world, dude. I lab u! Hapi bertday!

Narealize ko dito sa conversation na ito na maliit ang industriyang ginagalawan ng post production dito sa 'Pinas. Si Elline ay galing sa isang malaking post prod company habang ako naman ay sa isang maliit na post prod house lang naman. Pero we're still connected.


1:43pmPaning:
chong
i miss u

1:44pmElline
chong!!!
i miss you too!!!
may tatanong ako syo knina pa...

1:44pmPaning
anu?

1:44pmElline

kilala mo *toot toot*?

1:44pmPaning
oo
bkit?

1:44pmElline
san nga compay mo?
company mo?

1:44pmPaning
oo
si sir *toot*

1:44pmElline
ano company?

1:44pmPaning
*toot*
pero sa *toot* xa talaga

1:45pmElline
dmi?
galing kya dito yan si sir *toot*
nagpunta nga siya dito last month ata
dati siya ang boss ng traffic

1:45pmPaning
oo nga
taga diyan xa dati
hehe

1:46pmElline
sinabi syo?

1:46pmPaning
oo
ang daldal nun

1:46pmElline
aaahhh maniac daw un
haha
laging nkatrunks
hahaha

1:46pmPaning
hahaha
mabait naman
xa

1:46pmElline
yuck nga daeh

1:46pmPaning
really?
omg.

1:47pmElline
sinabihan ka ba ng? nice name?

1:47pmPaning
like what?

1:47pmElline
isang linya lang daw kasi sinasabi nun lagi..

1:47pmPaning
anu

1:47pmElline
what's your name? tapos sasabihin nice name...

1:47pmPaning
ahhh
hahahaha
natawa daw ako

1:48pmElline
haha

1:48pmPaning
mabait naman xa
madaldaladal lang talaga

1:48pmElline
connected pala ung mga tao sa work nten eh noh?

1:48pmPaning
wala pa naman pagka maniac sign

1:48pmElline
coolll...
ok buti naman

1:49pmPaning
pero minsan annoying na yung pagkadaldal nia
as in sobra kase

1:50pmElline
wag mo na lang pansinin
haha

1:50pmPaning
oo nga

1:50pmElline
naglunch ka na?

1:50pmPaning
di pa
dorm na lang
uwi na rin ako ng 3pm

1:51pmElline
bkit uwi agad?
wla na daw pasok? nagdeclare daw ang senate?

1:51pmPaning
morning shift ako
today?

1:51pmElline
oo

1:51pmPaning
wala ng pasok today?
as in buong bansa

1:52pmElline
sabi...

1:52pmPaning
dahil ba sa bagyo?

1:52pmElline
ai di ko lang alam
hndi ata dahil sa bagyo

1:52pmPaning
sino nagsbi?

1:52pmElline
iba

1:52pmPaning
e bakit?
hahaha
anu kaya yun

1:52pmElline
ung isang editor
si ms van

1:52pmPaning
cool
may editor kami dito si sir van
hahaha

1:52pmElline
wait lang paningning
hahahaha
talga?

1:52pmPaning
oo

1:53pmElline
haha funny
wait lang
magttrabaho lang ako...

1:53pmPaning
sure
go

I woke up today. Thank God. I put on a shirt which I also wore last Tuesday, I guess. Put on my sneakers, arranged my stuffs... So I went to the office. It was raining. I hate going out when it's raining. I do not know how to walk in the rain so my shoes would always get dirty and all. Anyway, I bought my usual Tropicana Orange juice drink. I love it. The Lullaby song by the Dixie Chicks still is in my head. So I was singing it all the way here in the office.

When I got here (office), the night shift people are still finishing some stuff. We are airing tomorrow and we're not yet done with our episodes. How's that for goodluck? So I entered the room and they were all busy and quiet. I guess they're tired. Since I still not have nothing to do (my workstation is on use), I log in to Facebook. I read Rona's status: President Aquino passed away. And I was like SHOCK. Not because I do not know that she's sick or whatever. But that lady won't die. Not that I don't want her to live but her life has been worth it, you know. And I think she wants to rest and experience ultimate peace and happiness with the Father in Heaven. Cory is greatness. She is a lady who broke every conventions. Cory is legend. Cory is icon.

So let Cory rest. I believe she is happy where she is right now. It's time to reunite with Ninoy and live a normal life (in heaven).

*Tsk, drama.
*I wonder how Kris Aquino would be like without her mother? Cory is her saving grace.

I called myself stupid. I told myself I suck.

On my way home, my youngest brother told me to go straight to the mall to watch Harry Potter. So I did.

My expected time of arrival is 7:30 pm. 7:30 it is, and I am stil stuck in traffic. Not in Manila, but in San Simon, Pampanga. I was really worried that I may not be able to come and watch with them. Believe it or not, I started crying. Yeah. I'm such a girl. I was crying because I was stuck in traffic. My family is waiting for me in front of SM Supermarket while I'm in the bus for like almost an hour. I told myself, "pag 7:30 dito pa ko, uwi na lang ako ng bahay." 7:30, am still in the bus. 8:00, still in the bus. The mall closes at 10 pm. I was counting minutes and seconds... I decided to go down the bus and go home. But, while waiting for a jeepney, I saw the traffic suddenly moved fast. What's worst than seeing my bus move away from the traffic while I am standing right across the street, waiting for a jeepney. Damn it. I found myself wanting to cry even more. Stupid.

So what I got. When I lost my temper, patience and grace. I cried in the bus for like an hour. I called myself stupid. I told myself I suck. What I learned. Sometimes, don't trust your decisions when you made them while you're emotionally unstable. They just don't work, really.

I lost a free Harry Potter movie, food and quality time with family. If I have waited, maybe, even just for a little more, I could've been in the mall right now, watching a movie, eating popcorn...Stupid. Stupid. Stupid night.

Yesterday, I went out to get my graduation pictures. Met up with PJs. Visit Ms. Prime and accidentally, saw Sir John. The last one made my day. Seeing Sir John after many months is really good. I do not know what's with him but every time I get to see him, it's like the sky is blessing me with wisdom and life.

I was a little out of my game lately. I wanted to write something and I just can't. Every night, I try to but I can't. I'm confused of my chosen career path. I know, my boss totally told me this when I accepted the job. Goodbye Journalism, Hello Post Prod. But I told myself, I can still write. I believe I'm still a journalist deep inside. I am a writer, first.

Anyway, I decided to just maximize what I have now. I would not leave this job until I become a really good editor. I'm liking it anyway. Plus, the people are funny, happy and friendly.

When I got back to the dorm, Joy and I have a little talk about life, guys, and spirituality. Oha. Si Kristine, nagiging ispiritwal. Hehe. Anyway, I miss those times. I really like it when Joy and I talk about stuffs. We use to do it many times before. I miss that.

Then I called Hannah on the phone. I miss her too. She's just full of stories about her work and her hair. Haha. To Hannah, maybe you were just locked in the four walls of St.Scho for four years that's why guys did not notice how beautiful you are. Look now, they are totally wanting you. Haha.

To Sir John, belated happy birthday. Babawi ako, promise. Thanks for always being Sir John. And I'm glad you are teaching, again.

On my first salary, I paid my rent.
I should be proud of myself but I feel bad.

Actually I' not planning to pay it just yet. I was actually going to on the 30th. But my crazy landlady freaked out. According to her it is too late on the 30th. She told Ate Emma, the dorm's caretaker, that I shouldn't be surprised if I read a bulletin or an announcement that rent should only be late by two days. Before, my rent pay sched was June 12. That was when my parents pay for it.

I just hate my landlady. She's a little monster. It took our room months, even year, for the roof problem to be fixed. Actually, it's not yet that fixed. It's still leaking.

So what do you do when you want to be beautiful?

Personally, I do not do anyhting because I was never that kikay girl type
who would put make-up on, wear super girly kinda clothes and the like.
I'm fine with myself. Sometimes, yes, I dress up. But only if there are
occasions or for the sake of experience. But not on an everyday basis.

Recently, I shortened my hair. And I kind of getting used to it. Actually, I
plan on having different hair styles once in a while. Also, I want to color
it someday.

Today, the dentist took my two very healthy teeth. It sucks that my camera's
memory card has a virus. I really want to take a photo of my teeth (and
my hair too). Anyway, I'm putting on braces soon. And since my teeth case
is sensitive, I have to get rid of four healthy teeth to make my other teeth
adjust and let the braces do its thing. Damn it, my misplaced teeth! On the
next few days, my dentist will take away two more tooth. According to ther,
we have to sacrifice them if I want to be beautiful. Many people also say
that being beautiful has its own consequences. But I personally believe I
am doing this for my teeth, not to be more beautiful. I think my teeth will
gonna thank me for doing this. There's another type of orthodontics which
does not involve getting rid of any teeth. But its double and triple the price.
And we can't afford it so were sticking to the classic braces thing.

So goodluck to me. I'm gonna be teethless for a while, until those braces
brace my teeth!

By the way, I ask my dentist if I can have the teeth she took away and
she wouldn't give it to me. I would want them as remembrance. But she
won't let me have it. She told me she's gonna dispose them herself. But
I guess she's collecting them too. Haha.

My laptop is getting worst. Yes. Last night I was watching a movie and there appeared a blue line in the monitor. I remember Karen's laptop has the same problem. Hers was worst because there were many lines on her monitor. It's still working but according to her computer technician, those line can't be healed. Yah. They are brought about by old age. Debbie is three years old already and she has been through a lot so I can't blame her. I got to go. It might rain, and I did not bring my umbrella. More Debbie stories soon. hehe. and short hair photo. :)

I cut my hair. Or someone cut my hair for me. However it goes, it is now
short. After a year, I guess, I got it short again. I used to have this
short hair in my third year in college. That's when people started calling
me emo. But this new hair is not emo hair. haha. I'm suppose to take a
photo of it but my camera does not work. Yeah, and the camera on my phone
does not seem to be useful to so i think I'll post a photo of it in the
future. Anyway, I'm used to this already. Short hair. It will take
many months before it will grow again to its original state.


***
While on my way home today, I witness this ridiculous act. The jeepney was
on stop. While waiting for the light to turn green, the driver got up and
peed on the wheels of his vehicle. Yes, in the middle of traffic. WTF.


***
Anyway, so I'm not connected in the web world for a week now. Internet
is prohibited at work. They are avoiding viruses coming from the web.
Good thing, there is wifi. Bad thing, I cannot bring Debbie the laptop.
Her cancer is now on stage 4. Pugad talaga ng virus. I tried to reformat
it again but my powers cannot heal it anymore. I need an expert already.

Finally, after two months and many days... a company employed me. It is a production and post production company. They produce poker tournaments in the Philippines. I was employed as an assistant to the editor (video). I took it. At least it is related to Mass Comm and I got to improve my editing skills as well. Thank God. This is the first company who called me back. Haha. So I never got to choose. I just took it. Yay. Hopefully, I would learn a lot from this. Thank God, again.

***
To Cy, I have a song for you:
CY, cy , cy, the butterfly
In the garden is flying high
In the meadow is flying low
CY, cy, cy, the butterfly... spread your wings and prepare to fly.

Haha. Happy birthday!

I am home, again. And when I'm home, I eat. A lot.

I woke up around 9am on a Saturday morning. There was no electricity but it was fine. It's my cousin's birthday today. So every once in a while, my aunt would deliver food to our house. They were just beside us so it's easy.

Food number 1. Kalderetang Kambing. Oha. Not your usual birthday food. It doesn't taste any different from the usual kaldereta.

Food number 2. Bake mac. Ironically, this did not come from the birthday. It was left over food from last night. Haha.

Food number 3. Sinigang na Kambing. Yes, another goat. Haha. I did not eat this because there were still hair on the goat. Yah. And there was the goat's eyes on the sinigang. There were nothing like this in the kaldereta.

Food number 4. Batchoy. Not from the birthday. This was our lunch.

Food number 5. Sampelot. I don't know what its called in tagalog. But if I'm not mistaken, they call this ginataang bilo-bilo in Cavite.

Food number 6. Chicharon Bulaklak. Very delicious, homemade.

Food number 7. Siomai. We went to the grocery and I just can't resist Henlin's siomai.

Food number 8. Can't get enough of chicharon? I ate R. Lapid's.

Food number 9. Last one. Bake mac again! Delicious. Nothing beats mom's bake mac!

That's it. Enough. My mother told me, I'm getting fatter. This is what I do when there's nothing to do, eat!

My dad said, "I will make you beautiful." I told him, "I'm beautiful just like this."

He was talking about my get up when he picked me up at the dorm. I came from a pre-employment exam and I was wearing black slacks and a color cream blouse top. My hair was messy because I was sleeping when he arrived. I look wasted because the weather was really warm. He got concerned and he and my mom took me to the mall. They bought me clothes. Girly formal clothes.

I appreciate their concern and initiative. I guess my parents, especially my father, expect that I would be more lady looking. You know, I am not really that super kikay type of a girl. I'm just so-so. I'm comfortable with my jeans and my t-shirt. Though I still look like a student, I love myself. However, I understand my parents' point. I need to look like a professional if I want to land a job soon.

Hay. Buhay.

Last night, Trix, Vio and I went to Ate Ken's place. We surprised her with a box of cute cupcakes and a simple banner that says "Happy Birthday!" She turned a year older last Wednesday.

I met Kenneth Manayoba popularly known as Ate Ken in my General Psych class. She was a returnee at St. Scho. If I'm not mistaken, she took a leave of absence to visit her mother abroad. I don't exactly remember how we became close. She was my classmate at Intro to Communication and other subjects. Anyway, I got to know her better as the years passed.

Spell humility/generosity-KENNETH. I remember I wrote this to her in a PJ and DC retreat. I love ate Ken because she is simple, funny and super friendly. I bet everyone loves her. She is also a hardworking person. Mass Comm student of the year and cum laude. Oha, what more could you ask for a student? And she always have time to lend her help to someone. She truly is the "ate" of many of us in the batch.

To ate ken, happy birthday! I'm really glad I became your friend. I love you and I appreciate your kindness and personality so much! Many people love you too. You know that. I really believe that you will beat you-know-who in the Philippine Presidential Elections. Haha. Happy birthday!

It’s raining. There are many interesting things to happen when it is raining.

1.Bathe in the rain. Call it the lucky rain. Old people say that the rain during the month of May is lucky. They call it Aqua de Mayo.

2.Read a book. I love reading a book when it’s raining. It is so relaxing and I feel like I understand every word. While reading, you can drink coffee. Oha. Or hot chocolate, or juice, or whatever.
3.Write. Oh yeah. I also love writing when it’s raining. I feel like I’m a professional famous writer of the bestseller books.

4.Sing. Even if you are out of tune, you won’t feel it. It seems like the world listens when you sing. Because of the rain, singing feels good. I don’t know why but it feels good.

5.Dance. Dance all you want. Nobody cares because it’s raining. People may dance with you.

6.Eat. Who doesn’t love eating when it’s raining? I can eat all sorts. Bestseller foods are soup, chocolate, instant noodles, tinola, nilaga, spaghetti, cheese, toasted bread, oh and many more.

7.Sleep. Yeah. I don’t think I need to say more about that.

8.Watch dvds all day long! Watch your favorite tv series and movies one more time. I love watching drama when it’s raining. I always cry.

9.Cry. Why not? The earth cries so much. Why not join her? Let out all your sadness and frustrations. You have reasons to cry. One of them is because it’s raining.

10.Celebrate. I don’t know what to but I think its fun to celebrate something when it’s raining. I wish there is something to celebrate.

We bathe in the rain last night. My dorm mates thought of it. They say its lucky and its a blessing! So as people who need luck, we went out at 11 o'clock in the evening. It was cold and it was fun. I remember the last time I accidentally bathe in the rain was still in college. We were on our way to the dorm and it rained hard.

Anyway, I do not know if you know Boy Abunda's life partner. I think his name is Bong. In addition to the pinoy love teams, if you mix Boy and Bong, it would be BOYONG. Haha. I would look for more funny pinoy love teams. I find it fun.