tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21966302008-02-12T11:33:48.758-08:00alembongAlembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-83089026585903704042008-02-12T11:10:00.000-08:002008-02-12T11:33:43.328-08:00Fashion is under style. The function of fashion, other than self expression, is commerce. Well, entertainment also is one. Human beings are just perennially bored, that we want something different or new to go with the passage of time. Other than that, we're pretty much okay with sheepskin, although of course we won't be because we are human beings. I am dedicating my blog to fashion and style. Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-1078165683520380292004-03-01T10:28:00.000-08:002007-04-02T20:27:24.120-07:00
I remember that time in the lobby. They would gather up for a puff. Being new I would feign busy at work instead of join. Yes, I did smoke too, but who wouldn't when the vibe is right... Needless to say they got me captured, in between the memos all I heard was their voice in between puff singing this song. Like the original Shai hip and wooing, "and if I ever fall in love again, I will be Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-1077046336209692242004-02-17T11:32:00.000-08:002004-02-17T11:44:29.436-08:00 What sad news to hear especially that I'm a follower. I'm a member of an organization he started and I am a follower of an industry he popularized.
Sometimes you have to think what's the point...
Atkins death, wouldn't it be ironic had we found out that his death was due to heart attack. Maybe too much fat in his protein, eh. A little humor to keep here. But for dear Leonard who died of Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-1076772824857425812004-02-14T07:33:00.000-08:002004-02-14T07:36:15.840-08:00Happy HeartsAlembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-1076685660566394112004-02-13T07:21:00.000-08:002004-02-13T10:32:51.653-08:00This is what online gives you. The nerve to even be bolder. Add to that the gym membership, skin care regimen, organic food, make-up techniques if you call it that (it's a bare wear) God yeah, it takes a lot. It's not easy to turn 22... But most of all it is looove. Love for self, love for someone, (and Keanu, ooops, a slip there) love for the possibilities...
Self-promotion is shameless Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-1075433541895215432004-01-29T19:32:00.000-08:002004-01-29T19:49:55.216-08:00
I'm going to NVAR tomorrow for a four-hour zzzzz. No, it's just a training. Realtors. It's my new brand. Just tonight, I was deeply contemplating (having fun) on my marketing materials. My book, the one I am fashioning, is White Paperish. If it doesn't impress me, I'd rather not do it.
Then, there's my thought of incorporating a flash presentation in my business website. Only to be rivaled byAlembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-85436032002-01-09T09:47:00.000-08:002002-01-09T09:47:06.970-08:00Ano na naman tong gimmick dito? Salamat makaka galaw na naman. Mabuti lang yun, unpredictable rin paminsan-minsan. To my foreign readers, all that I mean to say is you're all nice. Thanks for bearing with me. It has been a year and you're still here.
What prompts me to break my one-pager is this. My friend's baby shower, like the sign of the times. Everyone gets hitched at first, then come Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-80399252001-12-18T23:29:00.000-08:002001-12-19T00:33:20.000-08:00It’s Christmas. I hope y’all are ready for the festivities. Have wrapped it? All? It’s amazing, isn’t it, how much money people spend during the holidays. Since 9-11, people tighten their belts that it seems they’re getting wild, having Christmas for an alibi. I’m glad to announce that my Christmas shopping is done officially today. I hit the enter button to the last of my orders. Wrapped all, Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-78981782001-12-13T07:56:00.000-08:002001-12-13T10:41:35.000-08:00I've got the blues. Just look at this weather, it's cloudy, foggy, and damn cold outside. Not really cold, 50s is not that cold, just wait until it gets freezing. But the wind chill, factor the unceasing rain... the last I check I'm not in Seattle, though it seems so today. It is among those days I wish I live in sunny Florida. Or in D.C., though, might be colder there now. :( ( But I am Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-77836782001-12-09T13:31:00.000-08:002001-12-09T18:08:15.000-08:00Give Books for Gifts
I remember one colleague’s remark, about Borders being crazy to let people read books like that. I think she was confused about the business model of Borders. How could the bookstore earn when it lets the people read the books, just like that, within the vicinity? At that time, Borders just opened its doors to the Singapore market. That’s the one in Orchard road corner I Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-76659382001-12-05T07:46:00.000-08:002001-12-05T07:53:19.000-08:00Imagine That
I thought he has already forgotten about the combo. Apparently he has not. After so many weeks he refreshed us about it yesterday. Asking, should he stall coming home to give us time to set up his drums? That was dreaded. The only package that has come from the mail so far was a semblance of a drum throne, which didn't even have a stand :(
I swear we ordered the drum set Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-75241582001-11-29T23:52:00.000-08:002001-11-30T07:58:53.000-08:00I just saw Wonder Boys in Showtime tonight. This is not a movie review, believe me, I'm not planning to do that. I just thought that the movie is so refreshing. I catch it about 30 minutes from its run, but the movie catch me nevertheless. From the time I saw Michael Douglas, his un-debonair character and the movie's just-right treatment, I love it. Basically, because it is a breath of fresh air,Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-74508852001-11-27T14:22:00.000-08:002001-11-27T14:22:39.000-08:00Okay the pressure is on. It's Christmas. I even thought that the recent Operation Enduring Freedom would halt the Christmas shopping stampede. But they are there... the people in the stores buying, buying, buying. This is the reason why I miss being a child. I wish. Then, all I have to do is wait until Christmas to unwrap my presents. Now, I have to beat the Christmas lines and wrap the presents Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-72758472001-11-20T13:39:00.000-08:002001-11-20T13:43:51.000-08:00A relative finally!
I am looking forward to meet my long lost aunt this coming Thanksgiving. I have known her all my life except I have never met her, she left for the U.S. decades ago. She is my dad's long missed sister, and already, I am preparing the pictures to show to her come Thursday. I am so happy that after a long time I have a blood-relation nearby. Although New Orleans is not Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-71734162001-11-16T08:50:00.000-08:002001-11-20T08:51:34.000-08:00Turning 30
The hardest part in turning 30 is that I can not say I am 29 anymore. On my birthday, the reality of being 30 broke my heart. In fact, the first thing I uttered to Donald as I rolled over in bed to face him the morning of my birthday was, “I’m not 29 anymore.”
No matter what kind of preparation I did, 30 is 30. 10 years from now and I will have a regular osteoperosis check-up. Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-70407362001-11-11T12:50:00.000-08:002001-11-11T13:57:27.000-08:00Birthdays
It has been a pretty busy week with my mind full of the festivities to come. Not only is Thanksgiving and Christmas around the corner, I am also celebrating two consecutive birthdays, mine, and the little boy's. It is rather a special birthday marking special occasions for both of us, I turning 30, and Pen turning 7. It’s all a milestone. Especially for Pen who is turning 7. 7 years Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-67785632001-10-31T22:23:00.000-08:002001-10-31T22:23:51.786-08:00It started with the missing pumpkin basket. We have about negative 10 minutes to leave. Why oh why would that pumpkin basket be gone when it stared me on the face last Saturday? My body warmed up my face turned red looking for the basket. "What? You couldn't, it wouldn't match your outfit, so where is the basket?" Anyway, we left the house without the missing basket, stopped by the store to buy Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-67592112001-10-31T07:42:00.000-08:002001-10-31T08:17:54.000-08:00Happy Halloween! Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-67195412001-10-29T19:59:00.000-08:002001-10-31T08:19:28.000-08:00Do you know Flat Stanley? Last year, Penny had this project in his kindergarten class, and I thought no big deal of it. In fact, Flat Stanley pretty much stayed home and didn't travel till the last minute. (He went to Nashville, Tennessee with us.) Now, I have this project request again, this time from Pen's gifted class, and I'm already planning which place to send Stanley. Maybe in Ireland. Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-65083212001-10-21T14:39:00.000-07:002001-10-22T06:12:22.000-07:00BOLS ala Nyquil
School fair, trick or treating, a date with Scooby , all these lined up in the coming days for the little boy. I just don’t know how he will fare because he is coughing badly for days on end now.
Coughing shouldn’t really be a problem. Our body can heal itself with just a little care and rest. It just concerns me how the boy can help himself, I mean what do you mean Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-64331552001-10-18T07:27:00.000-07:002001-10-18T08:14:28.000-07:00No-brainer
“The instant the terrorists you support took over our planes, you sentenced yourselves to death.” My eyes pan to the title while listening to what the anchor says, then my eyes return to scan the script: “Seek justice for our dead, shut down Osama bin Laden's ring of terrorism...” My little mind took a moment to catch what’s going on. After all, one doesn’t often hear America speakAlembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-63845202001-10-16T11:45:00.000-07:002001-10-16T19:34:59.000-07:00Yoga
Always, I have been interested in yoga. God knows I tried to explore the physical fitness aspect of it. Just unfortunate that my first try was hateful (I got dizzy) I lost my interest all together.
Recently, my interest in yoga resurfaced after meeting a practitioner. She was so encouraging, ah, you should see her shape. The truth is, yoga classes are offered in the gym I go to (comesAlembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-63294112001-10-14T09:15:00.000-07:002001-10-14T09:33:18.000-07:00Attachments
I do meditate, I think it is in my nature to be mindful and meditative. Although I have recently discovered Zazen, I have been practicing meditation in the Vipassana tradition since I can remember. Sometimes I do this exploration out loud in Donald’s company, just because I have high regard for his thoughts.
My apologies to Donald if sometimes (or is that often?) I wake him Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-63006902001-10-12T18:40:00.000-07:002001-10-12T18:40:04.573-07:00 American Sentiment
I saw Pres. Bush's address to the nation last night. Ironic how too much too soon, the
Pres. is pressed with this tremendous task.
I don't know what's going on. Am I getting older? Or is it, that I'm getting more
mature? Because now I care, I really do about what's happening. To think, I'm not even
an American.
Last week was just too drainingAlembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2196630.post-63006382001-10-12T18:37:00.000-07:002001-10-12T18:37:16.086-07:00 I Felt New York
This was Pen, my son, in 1999. He's all
covered up in this picture because of the New York freeze. It was then January 2. The
temperature dipped way below zero, yet we are out and about exploring downtown New
York, taking pictures.
See the backdrop? How beautiful the skyline was? Who could imagine that 2 years hence
this same skyline would Alembonghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01679999777516077091noreply@blogger.com