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Aug 25, '07

Alex's 36th birthday

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Hail to Hale!

I've been on a last-song-syndrome mode with Hale's Shooting Star for almost three weeks now (thanks to MYX and my daughter's CD).  And after hearing it LIVE - as in "in person" last night, I think I've fallen for Champ and could die anytime.

I've always thought Champ was suplado. Well, I've no basis actually but it was just a judgment based on his penchant for really pretty girls like Anne Curtis and Bianca King, and maybe, comparing him to funny and bangkero-type lead vocals like Jay Contreras and Chito Miranda, he is surely a calm and reserved one. But he proved me wrong after their mini-concert in Bisaya Republik, Pacita Complex (July 28, 2007).

The minute they walked in, using the side door, which was just one step away from our table, Cae goes, "Oh. My. God." And we were like, "Ampogi ni Champ, shet!" 

Hale did not disappoint me as they sang Broken Sonnet, Blue Sky, The Day You Said Goodnight, Kung Wala Ka, and many many more, aside from my current favorite Shooting Star. Again, thanks to MYX (my children's favorite channel. Yes, even Caehl is a MYX junkie, whatever happened to Sesame Street???) and Cae's CD-burning requests and CD collection, I knew most of their songs and it was wonderful to sing along with them. I was so mesmerized that I didn't notice that a guy was asking me to move my chair a little bit so he could pass through (I think he was nudging me for what seems a lifetime!  )

I didn't expect Champ to look so good, rosy cheeks and all. Afterwards, he was unfortunately mobbed by fans and he patiently signed autographs and posed for pictures. My daughter and I approached him with her Hale first CD album and he signed it thrice and even thanked my daughter. I took a picture of them like the stage mom that I am.

And yes, I'm now a fan - shamelessly. (See more photos at k3ht.multiply.com)

If A Child Lives With...

When we were still living with my parents, Alex and I had this If A Child Lives... poster. Was it a wedding gift, I don't remember now. I think we even left the poster when we moved to our own home. I am reminded of it whenever we would discuss Caitlin or our children and the way we raise them, that I had to search the Net for the complete text.

I've always believed that parenthood and raising children are not taught, but learned and that each child is different. It is a never-ending process, a work in progress. Tough job, right? But as it is, when my kids (or at least Caitlin who's 13 now) disappoint me or when she does something that saddens me, it's like a dent or a failure on my part as a parent. It's the same wherever you go, when the child does something good, or the other way around, it seems the parent is responsible for it. Remember the Lucky Me noodles commercial wherein the boy is constantly being asked, "Sino ang nanay mo (Who's your mother)?" 

Children Learn What They Live

If a child lives with criticism, he learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility, he learns to fight.

If a child lives with ridicule, he learns to be shy.

If a child lives with shame, he learns to be guilty.

If a child lives with tolearnce, he learns to be patient.

If a child lives with encouragement, he learns confidence.

If a child lives with praise, he learns to appreciate.

If a child lives with security, he learns to have faith.

If a child lives with approval, he learns to like himself.

If a child lives with acceptance and friendship, He learns to find love in the world.

Re-connecting (through Tales from a Dream)

I have not been blogging for quite sometime now but I just couldn’t resist writing down what I dreamed of last night (this is my first Multiply blog, btw and posted at the same time in The Good Girl's Site).

 

It must be my fascination with MTVs, indie films, reality shows and the like because my dream was like a short fiction turned into a movie (or something like that) because although I was the one dreaming and I was the “leading lady”, I knew that I was “acting” for somebody else, parang pelikula or MTV talaga.

 

Chapter 1. In the beginning (I was in an office set-up), there were around five or six of us around a conference table, the others were seated and I was tidying up the area, collecting file folders. I was standing behind a guy who, from gut feel, was someone special. Uyyyy. I think I was just one of the company trainees (parang bank yung company) and the guy, presumably, was my crush.

 

Fast forward. Setting: still in the office, but it was more like an employee lounge and it was like, after lunchtime, the lights were out and we were resting. Parang boyfriend ko na yung guy kasi we were on the sofa and we were kinda sweet. I know that you must have dreamed something like this before, yung tipong feel na feel mo yung “love” towards the guy you’re with in the dream? But still I knew I wasn’t Pam in the dream. I was somebody else.

 

Fast forward. The boyfriend was telling me some office-related problems and I was trying to comfort him. But I was feeling something else, he was holding back. He was with me but he was distant. All I could do was touch his face and then I turned the other way, trying to control my tears. But I just cried and cried. I was hoping he would ask me why and I would tell him, “It’s because you don’t love me” or “You haven’t told me you love me and yet, we are a couple and I love you so much.” But he didn't say anything. Sobrang pang-Maalaala Mo Kaya, di ba? I remember asking myself in the dream, “Why do you love him so much?” 

 

Fast forward. No more images of the guy. In the dream, I was watching myself in a video or a movie (it was more like a movie epilogue). It showed me as an older woman in corporate attire, telling the viewers what has happened in my life. And I was saying, “Wala na kong balita tungkol kay _________ (name of the guy which by the way I failed to catch, what a laugh!). Meanwhile, head na ako ng Training department (I think this is where I started as a trainee and where I met the guy) and yes, I had many boyfriends here, lahat sila naging boyfriend ko (pointing to men being shown on the movie).”

 

The clincher. As I was watching the movie, I spoke aloud the guy’s name and suddenly, someone behind me asked, “Ako ba?” And yes, just like a fairy tale, there he was. My knight in shining armour, not realizing that all the time, I was still in love with him.

 

Ending. Siyempre naging kami pa din. Happy ending pa din po, di po ba? (Although somewhere, somehow, I had a nagging thought in the dream, “Andyan ka lang pala, sayang naman yung panahon na dapat tayo pa din.”

 

Chuva-choo choo, as Jolens would put it.

 

The End.