I rewarded myself for nothing with a pair of south sea pearl earrings at greenhills for almost half it's listed price. I can't tell if it's the real thing. So my friend SMW rubbed it together and bit it to prove that it's for real. Thanks heaven I wasn't fooled.
Through the courtesy of CY, I recently got a sony t100 digital camera in Quiapo, which is 45% off it's retail price!
I thought I got a good bargain at Yonex badminton shop in Thailand which sells rackets at almost half the price here. But in my last trip, I found another shop across the National Stadium that sells at 15% much cheaper! Almost anything made in Thailand is cheap. They have this program called "Thailand's best", best bargain for Thailand made signature products like naturalizer, mizuno, wacoal, lacoste, etc...
In a recent trip to China by my bro, they went to this place that was a haven for good bargain. These are China made products sold wholesale that you can find in local department stores and that in 168. The prices are surprisingly lower... imagine a wall clock at P15? No wonder, these China-men can sell really cheap stuff.
In this day and age where almost anything is imitated, instead of being ecstatic, getting such a bargain makes me think twice if I got the real good stuff!
But no worries, after all it's value for money that counts.
one at a time... i laugh, cry, explore, earn, listen, speak, & share. those moments and insights i shall keep. If you find my posts useful or otherwise, I'd appreciate it if you can drop me a line.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Temptations
I love to bake.
I remember baking butter cookies, lengua de gato, polvoron and yema then selling them back in grade school.
Later, baking became a hobby, sharing instead of selling them. Took up a few classes in between and believe it or not, I am a certified Pastry Chef. haha But I must admit, I'm no master chef.
I miss baking. In recent years, my parents are very conscious with eating healthy. Undeniably, baking pastries would mean use of processed ingredients. Sigh, I don't get to do this as often anymore otherwise my mom will nag endlessly. A trip to a desert shop is satisfying but nothing beats the freshly baked goodies.
On the other hand, I've been trying to learn to cook. I find it more difficult, but practice make perfect they say. I just need to spare some time to experiment, hmm... when will that be?
Anyway, let me share some of those best kept secrets here.
I remember baking butter cookies, lengua de gato, polvoron and yema then selling them back in grade school.
Later, baking became a hobby, sharing instead of selling them. Took up a few classes in between and believe it or not, I am a certified Pastry Chef. haha But I must admit, I'm no master chef.
I miss baking. In recent years, my parents are very conscious with eating healthy. Undeniably, baking pastries would mean use of processed ingredients. Sigh, I don't get to do this as often anymore otherwise my mom will nag endlessly. A trip to a desert shop is satisfying but nothing beats the freshly baked goodies.
On the other hand, I've been trying to learn to cook. I find it more difficult, but practice make perfect they say. I just need to spare some time to experiment, hmm... when will that be?
Anyway, let me share some of those best kept secrets here.
Friday, September 14, 2007
It's a beautiful day
It's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra... Fine, i don't know the lyrics. I'm never good at that in the first place.
It's been days and the melody just keeps on playing on my head. Last song syndrome? More than that, it brings back fond memories of our European tour. This song is played everytime we were about to make a pit stop.
I've been terribly loaded with work lately. Yet a hectic weekend awaits me - Friday hiphop class at Holiday Gym - Saturday buffet dinner at Marriott - Sunday scuba dive at Cabilao.
Aaah... it's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra!
It's been days and the melody just keeps on playing on my head. Last song syndrome? More than that, it brings back fond memories of our European tour. This song is played everytime we were about to make a pit stop.
I've been terribly loaded with work lately. Yet a hectic weekend awaits me - Friday hiphop class at Holiday Gym - Saturday buffet dinner at Marriott - Sunday scuba dive at Cabilao.
Aaah... it's a beautiful day, tara-ra-ra-ra!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
The battle continues
I prayed for her. The biopsy result is negative but she still has to undergo a series of therapy & gamma ray treatment.
I flew to Manila to visit her and brought her request of dimsum steamed rice. It broke my heart to see her in her current physical state. Her left side remained weak, she can't close her eye to sleep, her arm & leg feel heavy. Thanks to my friend who warned me beforehand to put up a brave front when I see her, otherwise I would have broken down. She's in a much better state now, they say. She didn't want to be pitied, she remained to be a fighter for herself & for her baby. All she said was, "good thing it's the left side".
This experience was also a test of friendship, it brought our barkada even closer. Talks of her bring us to tears but the constant exchange of thoughts is comforting. We can only find solace in the company of good old friends.
Two months after C-Section and two weeks after brain surgery... the battle is not over.
I flew to Manila to visit her and brought her request of dimsum steamed rice. It broke my heart to see her in her current physical state. Her left side remained weak, she can't close her eye to sleep, her arm & leg feel heavy. Thanks to my friend who warned me beforehand to put up a brave front when I see her, otherwise I would have broken down. She's in a much better state now, they say. She didn't want to be pitied, she remained to be a fighter for herself & for her baby. All she said was, "good thing it's the left side".
This experience was also a test of friendship, it brought our barkada even closer. Talks of her bring us to tears but the constant exchange of thoughts is comforting. We can only find solace in the company of good old friends.
Two months after C-Section and two weeks after brain surgery... the battle is not over.
Friday, August 24, 2007
Who cares?
In a small community like ours where everyone somehow knows everyone; it is amazing to learn how people get the latest buzz or have an impression even without meeting the person.
I admit, I am as guilty as anyone else. You just can't help to judge a person by the reputation of the people around them, especially that of his family without knowing them personally based on what you see or hear.
For us, I am lucky that the legacy my late grandfather left behind is something to be proud of. Perks comes with it, coz I can easily introduce myself and gain their confidence. On the otherhand, what comes with it is a standard of how I am perceived to behave. What bothers me most is that some get intimidated for no reason or reasons based on perceptions.
In a casual conversation, someone I haven't met commented that it is so not us, that we got no curfews and we get to do adventure sports like diving. Such comment made me laugh out loud in disbelief! It makes me wonder so what is their standard for being us?
I admit, I am as guilty as anyone else. You just can't help to judge a person by the reputation of the people around them, especially that of his family without knowing them personally based on what you see or hear.
For us, I am lucky that the legacy my late grandfather left behind is something to be proud of. Perks comes with it, coz I can easily introduce myself and gain their confidence. On the otherhand, what comes with it is a standard of how I am perceived to behave. What bothers me most is that some get intimidated for no reason or reasons based on perceptions.
In a casual conversation, someone I haven't met commented that it is so not us, that we got no curfews and we get to do adventure sports like diving. Such comment made me laugh out loud in disbelief! It makes me wonder so what is their standard for being us?
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