Friday, February 22, 2008


I just got bitten by the Lomo bug. I used up the whole roll of film in my Vivitar UWS and took random photos to later on find out that I should have used a more "lomographic" film in the cam. Anyways, here's my first roll.

I can't wait to get that Fisheye next!

Thursday, February 21, 2008


I love the logo of ABS-CBN's TV series - Lobo.
I love the theme song, too.
I was able to watch a few episodes and now I'm hooked.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Torture for a Day

Have you ever felt a major pain from wearing a nice shoes to work like it's torture? That's what I experienced the whole day yesterday. I decided to wear my three-inch high pointy stilettos because it has been sleeping in my closet for years and years so I decided to put it on. I never had a problem wearing this kind of shoes before so I guess this is what happens when you become used to wearing flats, sneakers and Havaianas on a daily basis. It was actually tolerable for the most part at work since I was sitting almost the whole time and we have carpeted floors but the minute I stepped out of the building and began crossing the street on my way to Greenbelt, that's when I almost took my shoes off. I swear I would gladly walk barefoot than wear this shoes for a while longer. Good thing the salon is just a few blocks away. I got in to have my brows threaded and forgot about my aching feet. Sigh. If it hadn't, I would have bought a pair of slippers. As soon as I arrived home, I hurried to my room and did this:

Friday, February 15, 2008

A Good Friday

Got this from the mail today:
Because of the rally in Ayala Avenue just outside the office,
we were dismissed early...
but I was so hungry because I only had
monggo for lunch

we had merienda cena
at Mr. Rockefeller in GB3.
(photo courtesy of
I love, love the 5 layer nachos! We also had
oysters rockefeller, Alaskan sole fillet and
this salmon dish I ordered.

After our early dinner,
DD saw that MJ's Thriller 25th Anniversary album
is already released in Music One.

(Believe me, this is the first time
I saw DD's eyes get THAT wide!) :D
DD: Conquer your fear. Look now!!! hahahaha
I listened to it the minute I got home.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Ever since Alfie was confined at the clinic, there was never a day I did not browse his dogster account which I created last January 2005. I have never updated it in a long while and today I am not sure if I should write "in loving memory" in his profile or if I would just keep him alive. I choose the latter. He will forever be alive in my heart.

If you get the chance, checkitout! Also, Louise's.

In Memoriam: Alfie

D' Punisher "Alfie" of NPR
13 July 2004 - 10 February 2008

I woke up at 7am from a two-hour sleep yesterday and prepared to visit Alfie in the clinic. As I was dressing up, I called up the vet to let him know I was coming.
Me: Good morning, Doc. I'll be there in a few minutes. How's Alfie?
Vet: I was just trying to call you. He didn't make it.
Me: ...
Vet: He slept the whole day yesterday. At 11pm, he was having a shortness of breath. He was in comatose at 3am and at 5am, he's gone. I'm sorry.
Me: Okay. So what do I do now?
Vet: Would you like us to bury him or do you want to do it yourself?
Me: Please do it. I can't see him. I don't want to see him. But I'm going there now. I'll bring his puppies and his one year old dog. I'll bring Louise some other time.
Vet: Okay, see you.
As soon as I hang up, I was shaking and crying. I boohooed inside my room. I cried until I can cry no more. I miss Alfie and I will miss him for as long as I live.

Sunday, February 10, 2008


It's four in the morning.

I can't bring myself to sleep.

I am exhausted from crying the whole night.

Alfie is still alive but he looks terrible.

I know he's not gonna make it and there's nothing I can do.

Saturday, February 09, 2008

Alfie Update II

There is still no sign of improvement. I took Alfie out of the clinic and transferred him to a recommended veterinarian. And there he was treated and diagnosed properly. The new vet, Dr. Jorge Ferrer told me that Alfie is really in bad, bad shape and he will do what he can but made no guarantee which I perfectly understand. I just want Alfie to have the best treatment possible.

Right now I am hoping for a miracle.

Friday, February 08, 2008

Alfie Update

I woke up early feeling sick and the first thing I did was to call the clinic. I felt so relieved knowing that Alfie is still alive. I decided to call in sick so I could spend time with him and have his lab test. He is still weak.

At around 7pm, I received a phone call from the vet saying that Alfie was dying and that we should go there immediately. I felt so numb. I didn't cry nor panic. I didn't feel a thing. I couldn't even move. I told Deda and our driver to pick him up. I just couldn't make myself see him lifeless. A few minutes after they left, I got another call from the vet telling me that it was just a false alarm. I literally ran to the clinic to see for myself and there he was...looking so weak but still alive. At that moment, the vet was getting to my nerves already. I was mad at her I wanted to ask if she is a veterinarian at all. I wanted to transfer Alfie to a more reputable clinic but it was already late. I'll do it first thing tomorrow.

Thursday, February 07, 2008


I received a call early in the afternoon from Deda asking if I would allow that my dog Alfie be brought to the vet and have him confined because he is sick. I was initially surprised because I didn't see it coming but later in the day realized that I should have expected it because I have neglected him. I have never for the longest time paid attention to him nor have I ever took a minute to even glance at him because my attention is with Louise and the newly born puppies.

From work, I planned to go home first but when I passed by the clinic, my instinct told me to step out of the cab and visit him. When I saw him, I was beyond shocked. I couldn't believe he is THE Alfie I used to play with. He is beyond recognition and he is so so so weak. When I arrived, he was lying down. I called his name and tried to communicate with him and he responded. In fact, he got a little hyper, tried to stand and walk but he was in really bad shape and was falling. After a while, he had seizures. I thought he was gonna die. That moment I lost control. I cried so hard. I cried not only because I felt I'm gonna lose him but also because I knew that I failed him. I did not give the proper care and attention he so rightfully deserves. He gave me 14 beautiful puppies and I gave him NOTHING. I felt so sorry and ashamed. And the thing is, he still recognizes me. He gave me a look that says everything and I understood. It was like he was trying to say: "I forgive you. Please take care of me. I don't want to go...just yet." He was in the worst form but he was trying to survive. I went home crying and feeling soooooo bad. At 3am, I was still crying and praying for him. I want him to survive because I want to give him what he truly deserves and make up for everything I have and have not done. I never thought I would cry over a dog. I never thought a dog would have touched my heart so much the way Alfie did. I don't know if I could forgive myself if I lost him.