By manilenya - Last updated: Thursday, July 24, 2008

After 4 days of not posting and another new template, (rest assured that I am not going to change template again)what I am doing at this time?  I am currently chillin out on the hot tub with the little girl….. see yah later!

The video isn’t good because I used my laptop webcam.  Just perfect for me!

Ciao! got to go back in the water.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Sunday, July 20, 2008

I Got tagged! Thank you FIC. Appreciate it much! —(copied even this lol!) Enjoy my blabbering, it’s nonsense though. I don’t like doing meme except Unconscious Mutterings, but it seems I hobnob with a spontaneous talkative seat mate, only I don’t have any seat mate around…Just my laptop.

1. what date is it?
::It’s July 20, 2008, FIC (FilipinoinCanada) passed this meme to me 2 days ago.

2. what time did you wake up?
:: 10:30am (Thank GOD it’s Sunday!)

3. did you go somewhere yesterday?
:: No, I have no life.

4. what did you do there?
:: I have never been anywhere, I was here sitting the whole day

5. how old are you?
:: can’t believe I am old already

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By manilenya - Last updated: Sunday, July 20, 2008

This is my 13th mutterings, since I joined this party of subliminal game of words. I say that this is the only meme which made me stay and unceasingly posting every weekend. I always wait for Sunday to come. If working with 10 words in a certain time makes my mind running and seize my apathy off, I want to do my mutterings every second of the day.

1. Flicker ::     hover
2. Styling ::     gel
3. Episode ::   1
4. Sexier ::      George Clooney
5. Studious :: scholars
6. Mushroom ::soup
7. 8 minutes ::nineteen minutes (Jodie Picoult’s book)
8. Bald ::         man
9. Immunity ::  Survivor
10. Sectioned ::divided

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By manilenya - Last updated: Saturday, July 19, 2008

—–across the sea…to be near you…to be free….

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By manilenya - Last updated: Tuesday, July 15, 2008

I saw this beside the pool this afternoon.  I was so excited grabbing my camera because this toad seem wants to play around, it didn’t even jump away from me when I was aiming my camera at him/her…whatever lol!

I so love my workplace; I described it like a zoo. Last time my employer catches a turkey from the bush, I got some pictures of it, but I was using my cell phone, so the images didn’t turn out well. If only I can take pictures of deer as close as this toad, that would be very pleasing.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Monday, July 14, 2008

What is the difference between spending my weary Sunday afternoon inside my dreary room (which is looked like a dorm, my friend say) with cluttered books, baggy and some mails (not to mention the junk foods, drinks, strings of hairs that fell off my head -I am getting bald soon, me a bald lady, I can’t imagine how I am going to look like- and some personal belongings) and sitting in the shaded part of the park with my current reading and two bags of groceries and of course my undying point and shoot camera?

Because I was again, attacked by monstrous boredom - I compare him with Goliath, and I am David, ready to sling a stone to strike my opponent (monstrous boredom), but instead I hit the shower room, wear my once used jeans and I didn’t forget my shirt of course. I picked my book -the single women’s best friend according to one movie I have watched - and beat the humid weather and yet again, the lonesome street.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Sunday, July 13, 2008

Lunanina says and I think…….

1. Intimated ::  proclaimed
2. Brush ::         paint
3. Masquerade::  ball
4. Procedure ::     step by step
5. Tattoos ::         I am dying to have one
6. Square ::          root
7. Tuck ::            nip
8. Boyfriend ::   looking (lol!)
9. Badass ::        mean person
10. Thousand ::   dressing

This word game is called  Free association - described as a “psychonanalytic procedure in which a person is encouraged to give free rein to his or her thoughts and feelings, verbalizing whatever comes into the mind without monitoring its content.”

If you want to join please feel free to visit  Unconscious Mutterings hub.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Saturday, July 12, 2008

I blogged about how I was so upset when this child called me idiot because I kept her toys while she was still playing with it. I admit that I was kind of distressed during my first few months working with the youngest daughter of my employer, the new environment was so different for me that I don’t know how to muddle through when I am with the three siblings, especially when all of them are gushed with rage (lol! As in I am feeling I am in the middle of war whenever they are fighting).

However, working with them for almost a year now is a work in progress, although I sometimes still having a hard time with this little girl, I know I can sway with her moods now.

She’s not calling me idiot anymore. There is yelling and screaming now and then but she knows when to stop when I say stop.

She sometimes calls me mom, and then she remembers I am her nanny. She called me step mom once that jolted me from my sit. Of course, if you say step mom, there’s only one that comes to my mind and that is the wicked step mom in the fairy tales, so I asked her to call me God Mother instead.

“Why are you calling me step mom/God mom anyway?” I asked her.

“Because you are just like my mom, you are feeding me, bath me, taking care of me, and you love me. I love you God mom.”

Today, she was so bored, I came to her, and she shoo me away. When I lay down in the laundry room, it puts a smile on her face and decided to join me. I say that we had fun playing Frisbee outside, and I asked her to join me playing basketball, she refused at first but join me after when she saw that I was having fun.

When I saw her turn in her bubbles, I grabbed my point and shoot camera and got some pictures of her. She is always a stunning model to me.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Sunday, July 6, 2008

I said that I have to move my butt from laziness. I feel so sluggish making a post after three consecutive sponsored posts; it is so unlikely of me if you’re going to ask some friends/readers about this whole blog monetizing changes in my site. A blogger who once thought that making my blog a business will corrupt my mind (pardon my little brain exposing my then thought.) Even so, I have to accept now that I enjoy it, when I see my PayPal account accumulate some bucks from advertisers.

I enjoy everything about it, except of course if I know nothing about the given task, it screwed up my mind, it seems like playing a 2500 piece of puzzle, It’s challenging though. I have to read the product or the sites first before I do the task and finding myself typing a blah blah blah in the end. Still, I have to be thankful because the advertisers accept the posts.

My next? That’s a big problem, what do I know about a hen party? But still I have to do that assignment, especially now that I intended to buy Nikon D60. I said, I want to get the camera by hook or by crook (insert a cynical smiley face here), and I don’t have anything in mind where to get the money to buy my next baby but doing some product or site review and maybe affiliation soon.

I’m doomed to pursue a business until I get my US$700. Wow! I just set a goal now, I can’t believe it.

Now I want to show you this photo I took yesterday afternoon, after playing in the trampoline, yes I played with them, and I did nothing but to scream while the big girl, Miranda, doing her usual gymnastic stunt in the trampoline. It just makes me believe that I am getting older and older; I can’t do the jump as higher as the kids do anymore and my knees are now complaining (Jesus! I want to cry.)

They asked me to change into a bathing suit after the trampoline fun and go straight to the pond, but I declined. I told them I’ll just watch them because I didn’t bring any bathing suit, I’m too shy to wear one, maybe some other time.

I could be better if I’ll post as  the photographer of a real action gymnast stunt by this pretty and surprising Miranda in the dock. She’s good, I wonder why she stopped attending her gymnastic class. What’s funny here is she did a lot of stunts in the dock but scared to touch the turtle with her feet while swimming in the pond.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Thursday, July 3, 2008

I remember a friend I met online; she was 18, playful and likely to get romances online. Every time she’s not around, different guys were looking for her in the channel. She’s chatting with them and exchanging text messages with them, maybe exchanging the wobbling messages too. That, I don’t know. I was just guessing.

One day this girl text me and her messages were full of despondency. She said, she has to meet this guy from the net; they planned to watch a movie (on their first meeting). But then, this guy had to beg to be excused from the date because he had to do an important thing, that’s after he saw her. That’s awful! I want to kill the guy, especially when my friend told me that after the guy left, he sent another text message saying “I don’t like you,” he didn’t even say sorry.

If I am going to put myself in her shoes, maybe I am going to kill that guy and then myself. Not a very Romeo and Juliet story, I know.

I already told you that it’s possible for me to try online dating, but I don’t want to meet a pert like the guy above online, so I need safety measures….I need tips that I could get in Onlinedatingtips.org, it is a free guide to online dating. I hope, I won’t get lost and run into some lippy chap.

But oops! It just cross my mind to check.  I am still thinking, but it doesn’t mean I am going to hook myself to some strangers

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By manilenya - Last updated: Tuesday, July 1, 2008

I have just finished reading one article in the magazine I recently bought, and it’s all about regrets, about being sorry for themselves and about living with sadness which seems like most people enjoys having it beside them while watching drama shows on their television sets.

Funny how the author have mentioned celibate/celibacy in her steps on transforming their way when people will tell the story of their past, it totally struck me. I first encounter the word celibacy in Bo Sanchez interesting editorial column in Kerygma Magazine.

His vow to celibacy. He wasn’t married yet. I am separated and he’s being adorable (I find him one through his writings) was the subject of my imagery. In my mind, I also declared my oath to celibacy.

That’s why I was so wretched when I found out a year ago that he’s married with two kids. Kidding! Lol

Seriously, it’s been 10 years, since I decided to stay single again, and it’s like, I’ve been grieving for the lost of a relationship - now, I need to explain that it is not my relationship to that person that cause my grief but the word and true meaning of the “relationship” itself – all my life.

I spent a decade of celibacy rather than celebrating my freedom, and I know it’s not good because I just nailed myself to unhappiness. I utterly missed life.

Now, how can I talk about this topic? I’m a kind of not open with this one, but I also want to digress in my usual detachment.

I don’t have a social life outside the net, so it’s impossible for me to meet new friends. I don’t go out a lot, and most guys I met online seems not interested (and so do I – it’s hard to put meaning into friendship, it will just leave you nothing but yourself in the long run)

How about Dating Services? I tried to click the ad in one of my dreary post, I didn’t know why that post generated an online dating ads. I clicked it and I joined out of curiosity, but I didn’t engage myself to its online paid services, for I still have apprehension to this kind of thing.

I know, I need to take the extra step of signing up to one of these paid for online dating services, and I am still collecting some nerves to thrust myself to strangers.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Monday, June 30, 2008

When I was growing up, I recall our toilet was dim with the rusty floor and molded doors. The story of how we used the toilet and bathroom is ceaseless when relatives have a get together and making fun of our toilet practice is definitely the cream of the discussion.

Ours with no toilet bowl, we have to keep all past issues of newspapers and paper bags from the stores and should always be tucked in one plastic bag inside the toilet.

After the breathtaking disposal of human filth using the paper and plastic bag, tossing it like a baseball into the old river in front of our house followed.

I don’t remember if my parents had taught us how to dispose our garbage properly in those times, and I don’t remember also if some garbage truck collects our rubbish.

What I remember was everything must go to the river.

We have to fetched water from the drum located outside our house to use for bathing inside the badly lit toilet, or we pour the water in a big tub just outside the house fronting the old river and plunged ourselves in there, until the water went brown.

We moved twice, the toilet/bathroom was changed into bigger one (but only sacks cover the whole toilet). When I was in high school, we’ve got a smaller house, so what do you expect the size of our washroom was?

This experienced, has made me pipe to dream Bathroom Suites and savor my body with relaxing warm water dispensed to a large luxury bath. I always see this elegant bathroom in my employer’s room, and I can’t stop myself from imagining that I’m plunging myself in the bath while chilling out.

My fantasy about lovely bathroom doesn’t end there, I need to browse more of elegant bathroom and furniture’s, I lacked of them when growing up, but now they are just on the tip of my finger….. and dwelling in my eyes.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Sunday, June 29, 2008

1. Loneliness ::  Solitude
2. Traffic ::         jam
3. Chaos ::          turmoil
4. Burp ::            full
5. 500 ::             miles
6. Movie ::        show
7. Coma ::          tose
8. Bark ::           wrong tree
9. Stare ::          Stop
10. Angelina ::     Jolie

Sorry millet, no side story for today mutterings.  Just purely solitude, but at least I ended the word with jolie..Anybody who wants to play this word game, feel free to visit Lunanina.com.

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By manilenya - Last updated: Saturday, June 28, 2008

Welcome to the June edition of the Philippine Blog Carnival and since our theme is about the famous and historical city of Manila, capital of the Philippines, let’s kick things off with some lyrics from a little-known, yet profound song about the city by Pinoy folk rock artist Noel Cabangon:

Sirasirang lansangan,
Hikaing mga sasakyan
Sa gabi’t araw na digmaan
Makapal na usok ang iniiwan
Mga tulay na marupok, gusaling nabubulok
Ilog na di na umaagos, puno ng basura’t alikabok
Ikaw lamang wala nang iba
Sa dibdib mo ipipikit ang mata
Tahanan ng aking kamusmusan
Maynila

Just like the song paints a mixed, contrasting picture of Manila, five Pinoy bloggers have also did the same in their own unique way. Using their blogs as a canvass, they too painted a picture of a city that is more than just a city. It’s a place where almost everything about the Philippines and Filipinos, their history, past and present collide, their stories and memories intertwined, and their future continuing to be built as each time the sun rises in the East and sets at Manila Bay in the West.

We step back into the ‘golden years’ of Manila thanks to Panaderos of A Man of My Town whom in a two-part blog series dissects two classic film documentaries about Manila back when she was crowned “Queen City of the Pacific”. In A Beautiful City Gone Forever - Manila of the 1930s (Part 1) Panaderos takes us on a virtual tour of the Manila from its famous harbors and some historic landmarks like the original site of the Bilibid Prison before it moved to its present location at Muntinlupa and Hospicio de San Jose Orphanage which “has occupied its current location at the Isla de Convalescencia right off of the Ayala Bridge in Quiapo, Manila since 1810.”

In A Beautiful City Gone Forever - Manila of the 1930s (Part 2) he again dissects another classic film documentary by a travel film producer named Andre de la Varre (1902-1989) as part of his “The Screen Traveler” series made back in 1938. It focuses on the colorful histories of more famous buildings that have made Manila’s architectural heritage splendid. He reminds us that what connects the Jones Bridge, the former Legislative and Post Office Buildings is that they were designed by legendary Filipino architect Juan Marcos de Guzman Arellano (or simply “Juan Arellano”).

Following a similar tone, this time from the experiences that built the memories of his beloved grandfather, a full-blooded Filipino, Pinay MegaMom shares stories of old Manila as a place for learning and romance and of pursuing that American dream. What’s more engaging and another historical gem, are the striking similarities of Manila and the American city of Chicago’s city plan and layout. Coincidence? It’s again rooted in our historical ties with the United States for it was a famous American city planner and architect that was responsible how Chicago and Manila is today; Daniel Burnham. All of these and more could found at Grandpa’s Manila.

Still continuing with our trip down Manila’s history, we thank Filipina Soul for giving a closer look at one of the most iconic landmarks of Manila, the “city within a city” the Fortress of Intramuros. Long before the Americans arrived and brought the industrial era of the West, the Spanish colonizers have landed three centuries earlier and shared classical Western civilization to our ancestors the walled city of Intramuros could be considered the epitome of that legacy.

All these historical treasures and legacies may have inspired the traveler in you to plan a trip to Manila in the very near future. Fret not for Chris has come up with a brilliant and comprehensive guide on what it costs to live in modern-day Manila, even including some tips on bargain-hunting and getting the most out of your buck. All of these in a neat Cost of Living Chart - Philippines (in Peso, Dollar and Euro) posted at nomad4ever.

Now that we know about the sites and landmarks of Manila and even the costs of staying in the city, knowing how to survive in this concrete jungle in the Southeast would be a must. I just don’t know if we should be thankful or not, but to wrap up this edition of the Philippine Blog Carnival; here’s Noisy noisy Man Ade Magnaye and his time-tested, ninja-proof and Chuck Norris-approved
>Metro Manila: A Survival Guide.

There you have it, “Manila, My Manila” from five Pinoy bloggers gracing this edition of the Philippine Blog Carnival. A million thanks to Filipina Soul for helping out in re-opening this project, to WordPress Philippines for the support, to Panaderos, Chris, Pinay MegaMom, again Filipina Soul and Ade Magnaye for participating and for me (of course) for hosting this round of the Philippine Blog Carnival.

See you all soon, and more, again in July for the next edition of the Philippine Blog Carnival.

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Trackbacks:
http://blogcarnival.com/bc/tb_21309.html
http://rpc.technorati.com/rpc/ping
http://blog.ademagnaye.com/2008/05/16/metro-manila-a-survival-guide/trackback/

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By manilenya - Last updated: Friday, June 27, 2008

I was invisible and visible at the same time. Invisible to some because I am nobody and visible to some because I am somebody that they consider worth bullying.

In my younger years, it was so upsetting and that leads to my inferiority complex. However, when I’m already blogging, I realized that everything is worth blogging. That makes me happy because, when I think about those ridiculous things from the past, my fingers are so energized to type, it didn’t affect my disposition anymore.  I even can play words with it, low self-esteem didn’t vanish though.

Now, I am blogging because……dyaran!!!!

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