Unlike Mommy whom we were able to surprise on her 60th birthday, we were unable to surprise Daddy. Primarily because he had his birthday parties planned weeks before his birthday. Daddy is Luis C. Bonguyan. He's not my biological father but he is my Daddy. Daddy is the brother-in-law of my biological father. He and his wife (my father's sister), brought me up since I was a baby. He was the one who took care of me since Mommy had to take care of my younger cousin. When I was 7 years old, Daddy entered politics and he retired (cross fingers) just last year. He is one of the reasons why despite all the chaos and corruption in politics, I still believe that there are some out there who are true public servants. And even when false accusations are hurled at him, he never fought dirty. One thing that is very remarkable about Daddy is his smile. He has a warm (unfake) smile that matches his amiable and very sociable personality. And uhmmm... he is as noisy as I am. HAR! As a father, Daddy is fair and kinda strict. He used to threaten us with spanking but I don't…
Year: 2008
Guys Without Balls
Yes, I know my dear Kringy already wrote about this, but I want to lash out today so here goes... I know I'm not the typical sweet subservient girly girl that guys would love to have but hey... I have qualities that guys with balls of steel would be lucky to have. I'm independent (NOT CLINGY or NEEDY), earn my own money, enjoy things that guys enjoy, smart (according to my HS IQ result), not the jealous type, and look decent (ie NOT FUGLY) with big boobs. But apparently, I attract GWB. In HS, there was a guy who toyed with my feelings but ended up with the girl who everyone wanted for him. Another guy didn't pursue me coz he thought I was better off with another guy. That other guy didn't like commitments. I pretty much kept to myself in college. Thus, nothing. After college,... guy who suddenly vanished into nowhere and reappears armed with charms every now and then guy who got back together with his "ex" because "wala na akong magawa" guy who does drugs and says inappropriate things every now and then guy who cannot get out of his on and off relationship guy I…
The Greatest Thing
"The greatest thing you'll ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return." -Moulin Rouge One of my favorite movies is Moulin Rouge. Partly because of the line above. Yes, to love and be loved is the greatest thing one can experience. It is hard to love. It is a daunting thing to accept, understand, nurture, to love a person. It is difficult to choose to be with another person, to make that life a part of who you are, even if you don't have to. Much harder, I think, is to be loved in return. We choose to love. That choice is in our hands. But to be loved in return, that is not something we choose. It it something that the other person chooses for us. To be loved in return is one of the best things one can experience. But no matter how hard you love, how badly you want it to happen, how much you work for it, being loved in return... Is not something you can easily get. That is exactly why it is such a great thing, the best thing to love and be loved in return. Being in the business of…
Poker Face
A few days after comparing my love/relationship skills to how I play poker, I saw this music video... How timely! Here's the lyrics to Radio Gaga's Poker Face: POKER FACE Radio Gaga Mum mum mum mah Mum mum mum mah I wanna hold em' like they do in Texas Plays Fold em' let em' hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it) Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh, I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Can't read my, Can't read my No he can't read my poker face (she’s got to love nobody) Can't read my Can't read my No he can't read my poker face (she’s got to love nobody) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face (Mum mum mum mah) I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be A little gambling is fun when you're with me I love it) Russian Roulette is not the same without…
Tuesday Morning Musings
It's one of those moments when I feel like I have to blog. There's a big part of me that's happy with the way things are. Work is fulfilling, business is doing well, I have friends, and men... Well, they're raining around me. Kinda. But there's also a part of me, discontent with my life. Like there's something more out there. The feeling of being un-challenged and bored is unsettling. I know I should want and aim for more, for better. Just because I practically have everything I need, I should be happy. Thankful, yes. Content and complacent, no. I know I can do and have better.
For Mommy
A few weeks ago, we celebrated the 60th birthday of my Mommy. She's not my biological mother, but she was the one who brought me up. I got so choked up while my cousins and I were singing her favorite song for her, and when I made the AVP, I was also almost in tears. Here's one of the most gracious ladies I know, Teresita Jose-Bonguyan, my Mommy. It is said that parents should give two things to their children: roots and wings. And that's exactly what she gave me. I am where I am today because of her, and how she brought me up, with the same love and care for her 4 biological children. I can reach whatever I wanna reach because she has taught me that I can be who I want to be. Her words pounded on us for years that "You are the product of the choices that you make," still hold true today. Everyday, I ponder on my life, and her words are no less true. She has nurtured me to be who I want to be, with the freedom to choose and do as I want, but always with the constant reminder that…