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Friday, February 08, 2002

Goodbye to Elf. My friend Elf went back to London last night. She's been working at a hospital there for the past ten months and she came back home for vacation in December. It was good seeing her again. She hadn't changed much, but it was obvious that she was more confident now. I guess London's been good for her.
She showed me some of her pictures and I almost died of envy when I saw her clothes. I've always wanted to wear turtlenecks and knee-high boots and trench coats because I thought they'd made me look so cool. well, wearing those clothes here would make me look stupid since Manila is so freakin' close to the equator. I still have to go to Baguio to be able to wear my jacket while she could wear all those cool stuff everyday.
Uggh!!! I have to get out of here too.




Requiem for my iMac's old soul. My iMac crashed this afternoon after I downloaded and installed IE5.1 for the Mac. This is all my fault. If I hadn't been such a geek, thinking that I just had to have the latest version of IE, this wouldn't have happened. I wouldn't have had to reinstall everything. Now the history of my iMac has been wiped out. I'd have to search the web again for my lost bookmarks. God, I just hope I remember them all.
The good thing about the Mac OS is that even if you reinstall the system software, the original items are left untouched. I was able to save some of my files: the pics and mp3s I've stashed in my hard disk for the past two years. If it happened to a PC, everything woulda been history now. I still can't help missing all my bookmarks though. What if I never find the webpages again? This is a big setback to my voyeuristic tendencies.
It just ocurred to me that reinstalling all these stuff feels like my iMac's old soul has flown off and a new "baby soul" has taken its place. Oh well, I guess we'll just have to get to know each other all over again.




Ate Glo bans ukay ukay. Our president just gave an order prohibiting the sale of used clothes in the country. Uggh! Where am I gonna get all my clothes now?
The center of ukay ukay operations is in Baguio. At work, however, there's this person we call Teacher Uks (short for ukay) who comes by once in a while with backpacks full of ukay ukay. At 5:30 pm (when the workday ends), she dumps all of her merchandise on top of a table and we proceed to rummage through her goods. I've bought several skirts that I wear to work for less than P100. I just got a Giordano jacket for just P75. My friend Liz got a really nice blazer for just P120.
Now, upon the orders of the GMA, all these treasures are going to be burned. And all these supposedly to help Philippine textile manufacturers get back on their feet.
I don't think this campaign will last longer than two months. I swear, when summer comes around and tourists start going up to Baguio again, ukay ukay stalls will start sprouting all over the place again.
I can hardly wait!


Wednesday, February 06, 2002

This is me. Do you think it's accurate? Click on the image to do the drink quiz.
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How's this for futility? Martin Luther King once said, "Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree." My dear Mr. King, I know you're very smart (not to mention very dead) but I will have to disagree with you on this one.




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Tuesday, February 05, 2002

Something to think about. James Grimmelman makes his case on faith in this article. I've also been thinking along these lines for sometime now. Whether I agree with what Grimmelman writes, I can't say for sure. The thing with faith is that you always have to completely believe. Throw in even the minutest germ of doubt and the whole edifice comes tumbling down on your head.
So what do I believe? What don't I believe? I don't exactly know. Sometimes the impossibility of faith is so clear to me but this clarity is just as quickly replaced by uncertainty once fear of eternal damnation sets in.




For some months now, I've been buying my books mostly from Goodwill Bookstore in SM Megamall. They have good books and these sell for much cheaper than National Bookstore or Powerbooks prices. Wait for when the books are marked down for the sale and you'll get really good deals. I bought Eureka Street for just Php 100. Amazon sells these for $10. Ouch!




I'm right in a middle of Eureka Street : A Novel of Ireland Like No Other by Robert McLiam Wilson and I love it. posted 10:59 AM

Monday, February 04, 2002

My cousin died early this morning. I think we all expected it since the doctors said there wasn't much that they could do. He was hurt really bad. But I think that everyone was still thinking he'd squeak through, however small the possibility of that happening.
Until now, we still don't know what really happened to him. The official report from the police was that it was a vehicular accident. He supposedly got thrown off his scooter while on his way home Thursday night. Some of our relatives, however, were questioning why he didn't even have bruises on his body or on his face. They were considering foul play, that he may have had an argument with the people who hurt and eventually killed him. There was also some talk that he was being harrassed for some weekds now by some policemen.
We thought he was getting better yesterday when the doctors said that all his vital signs were normal. The doctors were surprised and said that it was a miracle if ever he'll get better. But I guess even a strong spirit couldn't fight dead. Maybe he got tired and finally surrendered the fight.
We're still not sure what they're planning to do with the body. I think they'll bring him home to his hometown.
I expect I'll be asked to go home for the funeral. I alway am the family's "official representative" to burials and weddings and other family affairs.



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