the xaris day

At this time some twenty years ago (haha), my mother was rushed to the hospital because she freaked out that the baby in her tummy has stopped moving.

I was born sleeping. Ta-dah.

On a full moon.

I am making my life sound interesting. Let's try.

Xaris likes to go by The Xaris, if anyone asks. Spawned by accounting guru Asser Tamayo and grammar nazi Cynthia Paler Tamayo, the child grew up to be a grammar whore who had a love-hate relationship with numbers.

The Xaris was born on August 1, 1985 under a full moon (but no one noticed because she was born on midday). Legend has it that the baby inside Cynthia’s tummy stopped moving altogether thus the mad hospital dash to deliver the unmoving fetus. Apparently, before boredom presented itself to the baby, she already discovered what it was. The moon-child came out of the womb sleeping.

Moons and stars fascinated The Xaris growing up. The Xaris believes that she is of the star people, which her non-showbiz manufacturers never denied. To this day, The Xaris swears by the laws of stars thus her crazy antics.

The Xaris has three siblings. And a weirder bunch nobody has ever seen.

More than life, The Xaris loves her Lord and Savior Jesus Christ. Despite her allegiance to the Cross, The Xaris is still in the process of grace. Sometimes her evil inclinations get the best of her, but that is why she hangs on tightly to the grace of the Lord. Apart from it, she is nothing. Xaris after all means grace.

Sometimes, The Xaris goes by the name Xai. When she is Xai, she is as sweet and charming as an… erm, sweet and charming thing. Oftentimes, she is just plain Xaris, the evil manipulative twin.

Oh. Someday she will fall in love. And this biography would sound even better. Rararara.

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Tita Cory couldn't have picked a better day to die. Only fabulous people mark lives on August 1.

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Dear God,
I know that your plans are way better and your thoughts higher. When you call people home, it is because you want them to meet you face to face. What a privilege for your children whom you call your own.

Earthlings say that the month of August is a ghost month. Having been born on the first day of this month, I say pfft, whatever. Thank you for making me, me. Thank you for continuously working in my life.

Thank you, Jesus, for loving me. :)

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I was supposed to have been back from Baguio today to audition for the MYX VJ hunt. Ambisyosa talaga ako. LOL. Instead, I am still in my pajamas, watching 'Labs Kita, Okay Ka Lang' on Cinemaone, never having left home.

I had plans for August and September. One, to live in Baguio and work as GT. Two, try out for Myx on all Saturdays of August. Three, paint. Four, get a *tattoo*. Five, overhaul my wardrobe equals shopping.

But because God is infinitely wise and kind, He thwarted my plans. :) He instead gave me a new job in GMA-7 as researcher for Mel and Joey and showed me my soon-to-be-new-puppy poodle Tiger. :D *cartwheels*

I will blog about my first week in my new job when I get down from my cloud/bubble. I am still on bum mode and everything is new. May God grant me peace on this new adventure He gave me. :) Here's to twenny four! :)

early this morning

zeik, jahd, and i played nerf in the morning.

they had new big guns so i got to use the two old ones and had to make do with four darts. zeik won the war, i won the 2nd battle (ha!) and got machine-gunned, sniped, and tennis ball-grenaded by jahd.

tomorrow is another day. i'm bringing reinforcement (a flying pony and a magic forcefield, haha).

round two of nl in manila

july twenny six.
raquels' house.

cranium for the win! i love that game. :D

prayed for people we dearly love in baguio. prayed for the movement. prayed for everyone who came. :)

before i let you go

Do you remember how incredibly cheap Baguio cabs are? From town to La Trinidad is less than 100 petot and the cabbies give you exact change. I miss that about living here.

I also miss that everything in town is at a walking distance. Walking is exercise. Exercise gives you endorphines. Endorphines make you happy. Happy people don't just shoot their husbands (I've seen Legally Blonde a million times, sorry).

I miss pizza in Volante where you can get a 14" with two flavors (bagal pa rin the service but what the heck, wala nyan sa Maynila), refillable brewed coffee, and pasta in pesto.

Forest House is still homey. Loakan Road still dark. :)

I can never forget how absolutely easy it is to be stylish in a cool climate. I love my jackets, scarves, mufflers, and layers and layers of clothing. It's cold here again. And ukay ukay is still the bomb in Hiltop.

The market is being renovated and I lost my way; I couldn't find the coffee grinders. :( But the stalls are still there, in make-shift spaces selling goodies, peanut britol, etc.

I love how Baguio can still make my heart beat abnormally giddy even when most of the people I've come to know and love here are in Manila already. So maybe, it's not really the people that brings me back but the love for the city. I dunno. Or memories. Probably memories.

Before I let you go I want to say... pfft, kita kits ulet next week. :)

day four point five

days three to four: camera battery fail. boo.
pero keri lang, hindi rin naman ako masyado naglalalabas.

started today bright and early for k-lite interactive at 7am.
i lurve krish santana and the newest addition nicolo gigolo.

i miss everything. *sniff* going home in a while. *sigh*

day three point five

started the day really late, i came from la trinidad this time.
i cooked for the IVCF night and met new kids on the block.
gah, i'm sooo old. harhar.

remember when we used to pray for acads, papers, exams, health and family? LOL. those were the days.

day two point five

the xaris fans day continues.
ambisyosa!

BSU in the morning to say hi to Zyla.
UP in the afternoon to... I dunno, walk the runway? LOL.

Meet the CAC building and the coolness that is UPB. :)

hello, heart's hometown! (day one point five)

this is my mom's and my retreat from the busy-ness of last week's waking and practically-living-deadness. (o, nagets mo yun?)

mom's writing my lola's life while i'm 'working' on the TY letters for everyone who condoled and drafting lola's love story. (i haven't done much... erm, haven't done anything at all.)

because it's easy to procrastinate in baguio!!! i saw fog again and i go, whooooa! waaah! and people laugh. :)

tomorrow, gee, later is another day. i hasz to do this! hu-hah!

lightning-speed-reflex aka the band album

it's a terminal condition... my saying yes to most things without thought.
so when alice and alex wants coffee and i figure, sure, why not, i go ahead and make plans.

there are no date-worthy bois in gateway by alich's standards.
we will mostly likely have tyanaks for babies as karma for being malait.
only alex can pull off tunay na idol.

starbuko. gateway.
20 july 09

superfriends save the day!

it's good to start the grieving process with best friends.

(i'm *really* upset but this should help distract me)

happy 12th of july when all four of us get together.
once again, we've established that...

arriane is still a heartbreaker. <3 ganda ng hair.
marose is still petite but fiercely terrible.
pie still lives in a vacuum.
moi is still overdressed.

thank you dear God for fabulous friends.

HSBC family day

and we (the raquels and i) get to play van's family and go across the world! yey! :D
we went to canada, hong kong, dubai, united kingdom, USA and of course, manila (awright?)

nagpa-practice na maging parents si ate weng at kuya carlo. yahahaha. :D

USA was very nakakapagod and once again, i have proven that i am the loserest sports person in the entire planet. bwahahaha.

upb get tog at mogwai

aack. who are you people?! part two.

additional cast: kuya ryan the 'construction worker' and kuya nato the 'car tinter from banawe.'

photo credits: kuya noel

alex, where's your version? gimme. <3

why is my java uploader not worrrrkiiing? boo multiply.

baguio in manila

my life in baguio is transported here at least for one night. :)

photo sources:
rome
ate dot's cam
photobooth

june 28, 2009
velardo's apartment
IV building

ulitan! ulitan!

I take the bus now

Today I'm the poster image of a working girl. I took the bus to work at about the same time half the metro is on their way to their offices. I walked down the block to where my 'new office' is, cradling my uber chic coral pink LC bag on one arm while balancing a steaming hot cup of starbucks coffee on the other.

That is what I call pretentious on all counts. I shall slave away for the next ten hours in this god-forsaken glass case while I dream of freely running down the mall or sleeping in my room or stalking in cubao x.

Times like this I wish I were driving but then going all the way from QC to Pasay does not sound appealing to me or to my weak ankles.

I swear I was born to freelance because office-work is too trivial for the likes of me. Plus I'm by myself and my only companion is iTunes plus an occasional shove from online contacts. Thank God for DSL.

I have no reason to complain because technically, I am being paid to 'tambay,' a luxury not everyone gets. LOL. According to Murphy's Law however, I am bound to find the other side of the fence greener and wish for what I cannot have. Figuring out ways of things to do is more tiring than actually doing things. I wish somebody would come in to inquire so I at least have a companion here.

I'm about done criticizing the people who pass by the office looking atrocious in their ill-fitting uniforms. Harhar. Even in boredom, I still find ways to be mean.

This is day three. I am wearing a purple mini dress paired with black slacks and a black cropped blazer. Days one and two were more 'corporate.' Day one I wore black pin-striped slacks matched with a powder blue striped button-down shirt and a black blazer. Pearls adorned the ensemble. Day two I wore a dark blue skirt on top of dark blue stockings paired with a light blue collared top and blue blazer. Ribbons and pearls were my accessories.

The goal is to never wear the same outfit twice in my two weeks' stay here. That's what I'll do; bore you with details with what I did for the day. :P