cathy starfish

Entries for March, 2005

March 4th, 2005

the birthday entry

sa lahat ng bumati at nakaalala, maraming maraming salamat!

mi birthday was a blast. mi amor gave me the best gift ever.
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because i couldn't stop laughing after reading it, i had to post it here. my bestfriend yoyo wrote this in his blog:

my mom always asks me "kailan ba kayo magpapakasal ni cathy? u've had a crush on her since u were five..."i finally gave her an asnwer "ma, hindi kame pwede magpakasal ni cathy.. cathy is like my.. my brother" hehehehe.

for the full blown tribute to cathy entry go to his blog.

thanks raxee for the pickie thing on yer blog! weheheh.

Posted by sadomasochist at 09:56 AM | 2 na ang humirit.

March 10th, 2005

la vie en rose

dati mahilig akong gumamit ng mga linya galing sa mga pelikula, tula at kanta para sabihin ang nararamdaman ko. pero ngayon, parang lagi silang kulang. parang hindi talaga kayang masapul ang gusto kong sabihin.

siguro nga ganun talaga kapag nahanap mo na pag-ibig ng buhay mo. laging kulang ang salita para masabi mo ang nararamdaman mo. hindi na kayang saluhin ng mga linya sa pelikula dahil may sarili na kayong lengguwahe na sa inyong dalawa lang. nagkakaroon ng mas malalim na kahulugan ang mga ordinaryong salita. at bagamat laging kulang ang salita, mahahanap mo ang kasapatan sa inyong dalawa.

na kapag sinabi mong mahal kita, sapat na iyon para iparating ang bigat at tindi ng gusto mong sabihin.

Posted by sadomasochist at 01:28 PM | me sasabihin ka?

March 11th, 2005

not mush

i think it was in high school when my friends and i started talking about "the one." yes, the ever romantic but overly gasgas idea of having only one person in this whole wide world that you are meant to be with. at one point in my life i actually believed this, but over the years i have become jaded and realized it was a stupid fantasy that hopeless romantics cling on to. i have actually developed an aversion to this topic because the term has been used too loosely among friends, too digested and debated on that it somehow lost its mystery.

see i don't believe that there is only one person in this whole wide world meant for each one of us. ano? isa lang? what if you don't get to meet him at all, then you're doomed not to end up with the person that's meant for you? i think that's bull.

you make a person the one for you. that's what i believe. and if you don't end up with this person that you have chosen to be the one for you, then you move on. baka inaakalang fatum mo lang yun.

i really didn't want to talk about "the one" here in my blog but recent events have sort of forced me to. i watched wong kar wai's 2046 and giuseppe tornatore's cinema paradiso for the past two nights. beautiful films, i want to watch them again kahit na super haba. anyway, both lead characters in the films had this one great love, and they never seemed to get over losing that person. they grew older and albeit more successful, they never seemed to be truly happy. no woman was ever good enough because she always pales in comparison with mr. chow's ms. su and toto's elena.

i am a sucker for mush, especially for things like this. maybe because i don't have the capacity for pain and foolishness that they have. i don't think i can ever remain faithful to a dream, to a feeling, to a love that is not there. i was a romantic but life forced me to become practical.

or so i thought. i know i said that this won't be mush, but this is where all this spontaneous thinking and typing brought me. i used to not agree with the idea that there is only one person for you. i guess it's quite rational not to, until you meet that person.

yes, i have managed to contradict myself and am now eating my words. they never tasted as sweet.

Posted by sadomasochist at 11:45 AM | 3 na ang humirit.

March 13th, 2005

95!

jope and i have eaten in 95 different places since june. walang naulit diyan! for the lowdown, check it out here.

nauubusan na kami ng kakainan, mag-suggest ka naman.

Posted by sadomasochist at 02:55 AM | 8 na ang humirit.

March 19th, 2005

graduate na!

now it's official. i'm done with school. yay! pretty weird though that i wasn't really excited about graduating. i even asked jope if there was something wrong with me cos i really didn't look forward to marching and all that grad ceremony jazz. i didn't even bother to buy a new pair of shoes or a new dress.

bakit nga kaya parang nonevent ang graduation sakin? wait, di naman pala nonevent. basta. hindi lang talaga ako uber excited at uber saya, wala rin yung feeling na may na-accomplish ka. shiet. siguro hindi pa lang nagsi-sink in sakin talaga yung fact na tapos na ako.

eto, pickies:

CTK group minus elga and eira reset!    isang malakas! soulsistah!

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binigyan ako ni jope ng carnations. my peborits plowers! how sweet

kesyo hindi raw nagbibigay ng bulaklak. asus. heheh.

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PG

congrats to me and mi batchmates for finishing college at congrats kay PG bukas for finishing his MA.

Posted by sadomasochist at 01:30 AM | 3 na ang humirit.

March 20th, 2005

big sister

my tita and i went to rustan's shang yesterday and while we were in the bathroom i heard this little kid say to her mom:

"mom, can we join the raffle? abi (her little sister) likes the prizes kasi eh."

she then raised her eyebrows and smiled at her little sister  who was dressed in the same shirt and headband that she was wearing as if to say, don't worry i'll make her say yes. it reminded me so much of me and my (not so) little sister bebe. when we were little i would be her abugado when she wants to ask permission from tita fe. funny, hanggang ngayon ganun pa rin kami. i never told her, but i loved being her abugado, even her defense attorney pa minsan when situations call for it.

although i make reclaims (reklamo, heheh) about being the oldest one here in the house because of the responsibility it entails and the patience it requires, i love being a big sister to bebe. i love making her feel that whatever happens, i will be at her back to support her, even defend her. and now that rodney is growing up and becoming less of the makulit glue boy that he was, im looking forward to his kuentos to his ate.

Posted by sadomasochist at 03:07 PM | 5 na ang humirit.

March 22nd, 2005

unsent: miss miss

apat na araw pa bago ako umalis pero namimiss na kita. hindi ko na pag-aaksayahan pa ng panahon na ipaliwanag dito kung bakit dahil alam kong hindi rin nila maiintindihan.

nakakatawa tayo kanina, umiiyak ng sabay, sabay ring humihiling na manatili sa mga binitiwang pangako. ang sarap mong yakapin, ang sarap umiyak kasama mo. now that i play back the afternoon in my head, i think it's amazing how we can be weak and unsure and steady and certain all at the same time.

so many things to be thankful for, so many things to thank you for. tinext mo ako kanina ng mga thankyous mo. i wanted to do the same kaso tulog ka na kaya dito na lang. salamat, hubidub. sa pag intro sakin ng pinakamurang masarap na isaw na natikman ko, sa pagdrawing ng eksaktong-eksaktong mapa tuwing pupunta ako sa isang lugar na di ko alam, sa pagpapahiram at pagtitiwala sakin ng DVD player mo  at digicam dahil alam kong mahal na mahal mo ang mga yun, sa pagdadala sa kapatid ko sa ospital, sa pagddrive kapag pagod (o tinatamad) na ako, sa pagtitiwala kapag lumalabas ako kasama ng mga kaibigan ko, sa pakikinig sa lahat ng whines ko, sa pagsabay sakin mamintas ng mga chaka, sa pagturo saking bumili ng mga pekeng dibidi at cd, sa pagkampi at pagtatanggol sa akin kahit ano pa, sa patuloy na paga-assure na mahal mo ako at ako lang.

salamat sa pakikinig kahit na sa mga pinakamaliliit na sinasabi ko. sa pagtatama ng mga mali ko, sa pagbubukas ng isip ko kasabay ang pagrespeto sa mga pananaw. sa pagtanggap sa akin ng buong-buo. sa pagtitiwala, sa pagmamahal. salamat at hinihintay mo ako lagi, kahit na gaano katagal.

nakita ko na ang hinahanap ko. nasabi ko na rin kagabi sa'yo, kung hindi rin lang ikaw ayoko na lang. i will not settle for anything else. operative word dito, else. hindi less.

sandali lang to, promise. no more tears. pagbalik ko, madami kang pasalubong. heheh.

mahal kita, ikaw at ikaw lang. magkasama man o magkalayo.

Posted by sadomasochist at 01:53 AM | 1 na ang humirit.

kuento lang

last saturday, jope and i went out to celebrate. i'm done with college (at natapos ko rin ang minor ko!) and jope finished his MA in Philo. dati pa, nagplano na kami na one time we'll dress up and tapos fine dining kami kaya yun ang ginawa namin nung sabado. jope wore a coat and i went braless with my reginesque dress. parehas kami nakablack. we ate dinner in le souffle, funny pa kasi they gave us 2 slices of heavenly chocolate cake for free. may kinantahan kasi sa kalapit na table ng happy birthday at binigyan ng cake.

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jope: yung mga gumraduate ba, me cake din? heheh.

waitress: ay, nirequest lang po kasi yun eh. sino po ba ang gumraduate?

jope and cathy: kaming dalawa!

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ayun nga, binigyan kami after ng main course. hehe. sarap kaso uber busog na kami. after that, we went to manila pen for tea. cleansing ba from all of the calories galing sa pagkain. malas, prom pala ng poveda. mukha tuloy kaming nakiki-prom kasi nakabihis din kami. we just ended up making fun of the fashion booboos that we saw.

wala, ang saya lang. sayang lang talaga at wala kaming dalang camera to document it. hotness pa naman kami pareho. haha. ang saya lang din isipin na even the things we just plan out of nowhere, we are able to do pa rin. hmm, soon magkakaroon na rin kami ng Paresan. ang pangalan ng eatery namen, Pares Pares. cool no? walang gayahan!

so there airhead entry lang, eh ano naman. blog ko to, nakikibasa ka lang.

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pickies namen taken from my grad dinner, lomo style.

        

Posted by sadomasochist at 02:47 AM | 3 na ang humirit.

March 26th, 2005

left on a jet plane

im here in pinole. 30-minute drive from san francisco, 5 hours from LA, 9 hours away from vegas, and 12 hours plane ride from the Philippines.

12 hours of sitting doing nothing gives you plenty of time to think about things, but i'll save that for my US trip blog.

the ride to here is bumpy, felt like i've ridden 100 hump-rides. you know when you go really fast on a smooth hump and you feel that your tummy is scraped off ur tummy? i've had about a hundred of that. i love hump-rides and you can say i enjoyed the dizziness i gave, save for the constant grabbing wrist by my tita olga who was nervous as hell.

im a sideways kinda person. i really sleep better when i sleep on my side, my back to the person beside me.

yun lang. happy to see my 2 big brothers. ako na naman ang bata rito. sarap maging bunso.

 

p.s. i miss jope.

Posted by sadomasochist at 03:59 PM | me sasabihin ka?

March 28th, 2005

mumu

it's past midnight and everyone came up to their rooms and slept already. i was trying to scare myself, thinking na baka may mumu pero walang epekto. tapos natanong ko sa sarili ko:

me momo ba sa america?

ano ba naman klaseng tanong yan. hahaha. tama na nga to, manonood na lang ako ng TFC.

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o, para sa mga miss na ako (kapal!):

Posted by sadomasochist at 04:28 PM | 5 na ang humirit.

March 30th, 2005

the god of small (minds)

pardon me arundhati roy, for i cannot find a title more apt for this post. i promise to read your book before summer ends. this post may come off a tad too self-righteous for some, so if you don't have time for rants based on reason, then stop reading.

i've been here in pinole four days. it's actually fun to have lots of people around you, but sometimes their narrowmindedness (or so i deem it) gets to me.

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while talking about the my brother's bed sheet and his suggestion to my tita to buy one for my cousin:

tita O: mabait kasi ang kuya JR mo eh no, iniisip niya kung anong magugustuhan ng kuya georex mo. ang kuya louie mo kasi nag-asawa ng maaga.

cathy: ha?

tita O: kasi ngayon ang focus na niya yung pamilya niya...

argh. nawindang ako. i had to defend my brother, tell her that that's what makes him happy, and it's just natural that he go for it. hindi naman siya nagkukulang sa mga responsibilities niya, wala naman siyang inaapakang tao.

it just pissed me off that she sort of implied that just because my eldest brother does not have as much time for them as my kuya jr, hindi na siya mabait. and that this is because he married early. so is kindness now based on what age you get married? argh.

i remember the movie mona lisa smile. the character played by julia stiles chose to get married than to pursue further studies. julia roberts thought she was selling herself short but then stiles told her that she only followed what her heart told her.

some people think that settling down at an early age is a sign of weakness. some even frown upon it, thinking that these kids (or so they want to think of them) don't really know what they're doing. i guess they base this from the fact that a lot of people in their early twenties don't know what to do in their life yet.

but what if you do know what you want? what if you're certain that this is what you want out of life? isn't knowing at an early age a good thing? i'd like to think that it is so. some people way past their 30s don't have a clue as to where they're going, and i think that is more alarming.

hay, i think i put too much thought on this simple conversation. i bet she didn't even mean it the way i took it. or maybe she did, but knowing her, i need not make a big deal out of it. we are simply coming from two very different intellectual backgrounds (yes, i'm self-righteous. throw stones at me :p).

i think that the best thing i got out of philo is to be more open-minded about things. that we see, understand, and judge things differently. that what might be gray to me can be white for some. and that i should not call my tita smallminded because it might be true that in her world, things are so defined that there is no room for gray areas. that i should just let this slide because i know that no matter how i explain about this, she wouldn't understand.

in ariel's under water world, a pipe is a snarfblat, a corkscrew is a thingamabob. a fork is used to comb the hair. you can't just tell her she's mistaken and that all of the things that she knows are incorrect because for her, a snarfblat is a snarfblat. if you ask her for a pipe, she wouldn't understand that you were asking for her snarfblat. and you can't really blame her, because this is how she grew to know and understand things.

so what's the point really? i guess i just wanted to rant. i've been heraring so many hirits that make my eyes roll, and unlike my kuyas, im very impatient with these things. i just needed to remind myself to just keep my mouth shut and my eyes straight, if only because of respect.

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just because i was half laughing and half rolling my eyes when i heard this comment my tito made while watching tomb raider:

tita T: yan pala si angelina jolie, maganda nga.

tito B: maganda nga, pero hindi siya bagay sa action.

tita T: bakit mo naman nasabi?

tito B: dapat kasi pag ganyang pelikula yung mukhang chinese ang artista.

haruu. spell s-t-e-r-e-o-t-y-p-i-c-a-l with me. buti pa sana kung tama yung stereotype na ginamit. hay. madami pa, pero i choose to just foggedabhoudit.

Posted by sadomasochist at 02:06 PM | 9 na ang humirit.

March 31st, 2005

closer, come a little bit closer

i watched mike nichols' closer for the second time around 2am this morning, and i'm twice smitten. i haven't seen any movie as real as this one. i can't really describe it, you have to go and watch it for you to appreciate it. basta, it has the realest dialogues ever. i cringe and tear hearing them because they are awfully honest, awfully familiar.

i love movies like this, when you really get to know the character and no matter how wickedly evil or immoral their actions maybe, you can't really seem to hate them because you sort of understand why. you sort of have this familiarity with his character that you can only grieve with him in his misery, even if he brought it upon himself.

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my mother is a walking contradiction. it's so easy to love her, she's sunshiny and cheery most of the time, but there are times when you just have to close your eyes and remind yourself that you love her because arguing with her is simply futile.

i like debates, i like taking a side and defending it, especially when i know i'm right. if my kuya jr took all of our bets/debates seriously and paid up, i would have enough money to buy me a pair of lucky brand jeans. the essence of it is to take one side and defend it to the grave, right? you can't do that with my mom. for one, she changes her mind in the middle of an argument. for another, she can be really inventive. she can cook up reasons, stories and all that jazz to support her claim. lastly, if she still can't win, she'll just walk out and cry and think that the world is campaigning against her.

she's hella stubborn. yes, and so am i. now you know where i got it from.

anyhoo, if you think i'm out to do a bad PR campaign about my mom, i'm not. i don't hate her either. she can be really stubborn (to the point of narrowmindedness or irrationality), but she is also loving. she has been through a lot and somehow she managed to pull it all off. she's been bruised, but she's still beautiful. that's how i see her.

sometimes we think we know someone so much. and when she's facing a certain situation, we sort of know how she's going to react and we somehow anticipate the disappointment she's going to bring that we fail to see her beyond our broken image of her. we fail to try and understand the reasons behind her actions, and to acknowledge her merits, if there are.

or maybe that's just me and (sadly) most family on my mom. yes, that was me on my mom. and i'm sorry.

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my tita once said that to love my mother is to accept her. all the crazy things she can do for love, all the frustrating arguments she raises, and her lack of mom-ability. and i have done that. love her and accept her.

but i never really  made an effort to try to understand her, until late last year. i still don't understand her all the time and she still drives me crazy sometimes, but there is more tolerance and appreciation. i now see how strong a person she is, as opposed to my previous image of her as a very dependent soul. i now see how beautiful a person she is, despite our differences.

it is always easier to accept when you understand. in fact, understanding should come first before acceptance. (i should have known that. i know that. but sometimes, writing down things make it easier for me to  remember.)

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no, my mom and i aren't fighting. we couldn't possibly, anymore. these are just random thoughts brought about by random conversations in the house.

Posted by sadomasochist at 06:14 PM | 2 na ang humirit.

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