feeling it

last saturday's party was a blast! to everyone who came, it was really great to see you. to those who didn't, well, sorry na lang. hehe.

i was happy to be with some of my favorite people as well as meet my husband's other friends (philo 143/college barkada, m-boys & girls aka poker friends). plus, avi met the best pinacolada ever with fresh buko juice, the soft flesh settling on the bottom of my glass. carlo and i must've split an entire pitcher.

alcohol count:
1 glass of sangria (too much apple)
3 glasses of pinacolada

augh. ang hina talaga. by the time i got home at around 2, i wasn't even anything close to tipsy. how sad! well, it's kinda difficult to focus on your drink when you have a party to attend to. when iyay arrived, i was still grilling quesadillas in the kitchen. but it's fun to play hostess and mingle with everyone. and it's funny, literally.

a guy in red was fumbling over the drinks area so i helped him out. and i asked him who he was (i love being blunt). it was toby, wappy's good friend. and he asked me how i was connected to avi. i grinned: i'm his girlfriend.

we really needed a shutterbug. i'm tired of being the person behind the camera. besides, i never said i was any good at it.

me, avi, and carlo with his fabulous pink lipgloss. i obviously did not take this picture.

i have a few shots on my multiply account. yes, they're dark and some are a little blurry but i'm too lazy to fix them up with photoshop. and if you're on multiply too, feel free to add me. wala lang. social networking chuva.

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received an e-mail from vip this morning. apparently, some dude has posted my husband's poem on his LJ. quite flattering, i suppose, but i couldn't resist placing a comment. and since i must have some sort of (conjugal?) right to this poem, i'm posting it here, too.

Tulang Umiibig
R. Javier Bengzon

Hayaan mo't ihahayag ko nang buo:
iniibig kita.
Hindi tulad ng presyo ng bigas
o produktong petrolyo,
na tila walang humpay sa pagtaas-
baba, paglaki't pagliit.

Iniibig kita sa pamamagitan ng imahen at larawan,
na kailanman, hindi nagbabago
ng halaga.

Ipagpaumanhin kung ito lang
ang maialay ko ngayon:
nag-aaral pa lang, at wala pang kinikita.

Sa tuwing mauubusan ka
ng pamasahe,
hindi malaking sakripisyo
para sa akin ang ihatid ka pauwi,
gaano man kalayo
ang bahay mo sa amin.
Ang totoo'y higit pa sa kamahalan
ng limang litrong gasolina
ang bawat pintig ng puso,
samantalang magkapiling tayo.

Kung nagugutom ka,
pagbabaunan kita
ng ulam mula rito sa bahay.
Pagpasensiyahan mo na't kung minsan,
baka delata at kanin lamang
ang maihahain ko sa iyo,
gayong nagmamadali na't wala nang panahon upang magluto.
Umasa ka lang na hindi kita pinagdaramutan,
at kung ako ang masusunod,
araw-araw sana kitang pakakainin
ng lechon, paella,
o anuman ang iyong napupusuan.

Gayunpaman, ang lahat ng ito'y
mga pag-apuhap lamang sa
kung ano talaga ang pinakaiibig
kong sabihin:

na tumirik man ang sasakyan,
maubos man ang laman ng kaldero,
masaid na pati barya sa alkansya,

iniibig pa rin kita,
sa paraang hindi nagbabago ng halaga.

Published in Heights Seniors Folio, 2005

yes, sappy-sap-sap. needs some work, too. but i love my darling boy to itty-bitty little pieces. hahaha!