11.11.11

i started my day killing little vampires that feasted on my blood.

at 4:30 am, i finally got out from my green dress which i've been wearing for 16 hours. ahhhh! freedom!

i put on my shorts, red shirt and running shoes. at 4:40 i was in the street of jaro going to the iloilo riverside boardwalk for a jog. i wanted to join the morning aero group but it was too late. now i know that i have to be there before 5am if i want a fun workout. i did kick a few joints before hitting the track. i jogged three rounds from end to end of the boardwalk. it was nice to sweat out my annoyance early in the morning!



(photo from: flicker, by jc general)


after jogging, there's nothing more refreshing and gratifying than drinking a cup of fresh buko juice. there are vendors at the entrance of the boardwalk and a cup of that thirst-quenching buko juice costs 10 pesos.





i got home around 7am. i took a shower and hit the sheets. oh, it was such a good feeling to drift to the dreamworld after being awake for almost 24 hours. i got up at half past 8, had the usual early morning talk with faye and kyra over breakfast and prepared for work.

today is pepero day! so i got some pepero's from my online students. what a sweet way to give away pepero's. haha!





according to wikipedia, Pepero Day is an observance in South Korea similar to Valentine's Day. It is named after the Korean snack Pepero and held on November 11, since the date "11/11" resembles four sticks of Pepero. The holiday is observed mostly by young people and couples, who exchange Pepero sticks, other candies, and romantic gifts. Lotte denies starting the holiday and instead states that they noticed a bump in Pepero sales around November 11th and after continued popularity they decided to then encourage the holiday with special gift boxes and other promotions.

according to one story, Pepero Day was started in 1994 by students at a girls' middle school in Busan, where they exchanged Pepero sticks as gifts to wish one another to grow "as tall and slender as a Pepero".


there goes the 11.11.11 trivia!

i ended the day with a chat with Pulutong ko, whom i haven't talked to for a couple of days. i was so happy that we got to hang out for a few minutes online, share a few laughs and hugs and flying kisses.

it's the most wonderful feeling in the world...loving somebody and being loved in return.

dolce vita!

happy 11.11.11!

aaarrrgggghhh!!!!

i tossed and turned all night as i lay uncomfortably on the sofa. i just found myself locked out from the room on the very night when all i ever wanted was to sleep...a long, deep sleep. but well, here i am in the living room, swarmed by the hungry little vampires, sweating like i'm in hell and i am so annoyed.

i just hope i won't be grumpy all day.

what to do at 4 40 in the morning when i can't go back to sleep anymore?

oh gosh!

i wanna kill myself!

Jason Mraz ft. James Morrison- Details in The Fabric

an island of reality in an ocean of diarrhea

pastillas

Ingredients:

1 can condensed milk
powdered milk
sugar


it's so wonderful to have housemates who know your sweet tooth weakness.

*grin*

kyra and faye have been pampering me with this sugar coated creamy milk balls ever since i mentioned to them that someone at work is selling them. sometimes i would walk the streets from plaza libertad to jollibee plazoleta gay just to buy pastillas.

but home-made pastillas are the greatest!

last night when i got home from work, kyra served me a platito of it. when faye got home from work this morning, her greeting to me was, "mader, we made more pastillas!"

aaahhhh! sweet life!

marathon

i made 'para' to the manong driver just after the chinese-filipino friendship arc along calle real at 13:46 in the afternoon. manong was enjoying chatting with another jeepney driver and i was running out of time. four minutes left before the biometrics will mark me late.

in a super hot and sunny day in iloilo city, i ran a 4-minute marathon. i passed through the chinese stores, "binangon" vendors, central market, gaisano guanco and bombo radyo. my curly hair ruffled here and there as i counterstriked the wind. i heard cat calls and cheers from the "tambays" in the street. their annoying voices made me ran faster.

i made a record-breaking climb to the second floor. my silky blue shirt was sticking to my skin and sweat was coming out of my glands in an unlimited flow. with my heart beating like it was about to burst out of my chest and my legs shaking like they were ready to give in, i caught up with the biometrics at 13:50.

whoah!!!! it was a good way to burn the excess calories in my body, but....

i'm pleading to myself now...no unplanned runs anymore, please..........