Lets Cheer the Starbucks Way

sleepy.... tired.... stressed... well that what I can describe to myself. When I checked my news feeds at FB, my heart pumped with excitement when they announced the cheer party @ Eastwood 1800 

well I was waiting for the Cheer Party @ Tomas Morato but until now I wasnt able to get some updates.... Luckily I'm an addict to what you call "internet" and was able to get an update regarding this matter.  Still got shift the next day... but the hell!! Christmas is celebrated only once in a year, and Cheer party @ Eastwood is also only once in a year hehehe




Together with my friend Hazel, we conquered the photobooth and ordered our favorite drink.... Hers is a Venti Dark Mocha Frappuccino while mine.... guess...  Its the ever expensive Venti No chips Dark Mocha Affogato Frappuccino.... YES!!! I LOVE AFFOGATO!! and even it is not really on SB's drink customization list, I still order this one just to perk up my usual Frappuccino blend.




We enjoyed the night even we didn't won the raffle... haler! theres a lot of people there... well I'm expecting of free GC but most of the giveaways are tumblers. 


We also tasted some of their pastries and I started to love smores... but cmon! the diet!! hahaha


Well all ended well... for the pics, here's something from the photobooth :)

Looking forward for another Cheer party 

Princess_belle 

Pumpon ng Bulaklak

WRITER'S NOTE: this is one of my unreleased work. I just posted it on my blog and even my mom dont like this (cause im a tragic writer... "yahyah" ) Hindi na kasi umabot ito sa pasahan ng UST Education Journal. but im sharing it with you guys. Enjoy!!!!
to Yvonne, thanks for appreciating my work. 

Pumpon ng Bulaklak
ni (Princess_Belle)

Napakalakas ng ulan noon. Nakapinid ang mga braso mo nang pumasok ka sa loob ng eskwelahan upang kausapin ang mga kasama natin.

Lagi ka naman ganyan, hindi ka na nagbago…

Unti-unti mong binulungan ang isa’t isa na parang ang lahat ay nagulat. Marahil may sorpresa ka.

Ano kaya ‘yon?

Tapos, napansin kong malamlam ang mga mata mo habang tinungo mo ang kompyuter upang pakinggan ang paborito nating awitin.


Mahal mo na nga ata ako…


Biglang pumasok si Charles at tumabi sa iyo. Nakita kong hinagod niya ang iyong likod at may sinasabi ngunit hindi ko maarok. Ngumiti ka pasaglit subalit may marka ng mga luha na dumaan sa iyong mga pisngi.


Umiiyak ka pala…


Nagdalawang isip akong lumapit dahil baka tungkol ito sa isang sawing pag-ibig. Ayokong malaman pa na iniwanan ka ng taong mahal mo gayun na narito naman ako para sa iyo. Nagkamot nalang ako ng ulo dahil hindi ko alam ang gagawin. Maya – maya ay tumayo ka. Gusto kong pakalmahin ka; kausapin, yakapin. Subalit pinipigilan ako ng pagkakataon dahil kahit matalik kitang kaibigan, para sa akin higit pa roon ang nadarama ko.


Napaupo ako sa sofa natin. Lugar kung saan minsan nabuhay ang iyong mga ngiti, halakhak at mga patawa. Inakap ko pa nga yung teddy bear na nakaupo kasama natin.


Nagbago ka na…


Bumalik kang maraming dalang papel. Sigurado kong mga pinirmahan ito ng ating dekana. Pagkatapos ay tumawag ka sa telepono para humiram ng masasakyan.


Masipag ka talaga…


Kapagdaka’y dumating ang mga iba pa nating kaibigan. Sina Camil, Solei, Ronald at Alex. Nabuhay ang iyong mga ngiti. Bigla kang nagmadali dahil katitila palang ng ulan at ang kaninang tinawagan mong sasakyan ay mabilis na dumating.


Hindi mo na ako napansin na lumulan ng sasakyan. Marahil isa nga itong sorpresa dahil hindi ko alam kung saan tayo papunta. Masaya ka noon. Ang hilig mo pa ngang magbiro.


Habang nasa kalagitnaan tayo nang daan ay pinahinto mo ang sasakyan sa malapit na tindahan ng bulaklak. Bumili ka ng pumpon ng rosas na kulay pula, puti at may nag-iisang kulay pink. Napangiti ako dahil kaparis ito ng gusto kong bulaklak. Lahat sila ay nagtilihan na parang may isang bulwagan tayong pupuntahan.


Nasaktan ako dahil alam kong hindi para sa akin ang mga bulaklak…


Habang papunta ay nagkukwento ka. Hindi ko marinig ang boses mo dahil nasa harapan ka ng sasakyan at napakalakas ng tawa ng mga kasama natin. Nakitawa nalang ako upang hindi mahuli. Muntik nang mahulog ang pumpon ng rosas na inilapag mo sa harap ng sasakyan. Buti nalang at nasalo mo ito agad.


Mas masaya sana kung katabi kita…


Biglang huminto ang lulan nating van. Pamilyar sa akin ang lugar na parang napuntahan ko na ito minsan. Ikaw ang nauna na bumaba. Nakita kong malalim ang ginawa mong buntong – hininga na tila hinahanda mo ang sarili mong iabot ang napakagandang pumpon ng mga bulaklak. Maingat mo itong kinalong at halos yakapin mo na sa kakaingat.


Dahan – dahan ang hakbang na ginawa mo papasok. Maraming bulaklak ang nakapalibot. Pulos kulay pula, puti at lalong lalo na ang kulay pink. Naisip ko na parehas kami ng hilig na taong ito na dinalaw mo. Isang dahilan na kaya mo minahal siya dahil hindi kami nagkaiba.


Habang papalakad ka ay naririnig ko ang awitin natin. Halos madurog ang puso ko nang makita ko ang mga labi mong binabanggit ang bawat liriko ng kanta. Kabisado mo ito na parang hinaharana mo ang taong bibigyan mo ng bulaklak.


Gusto ko nang umalis…


Ngunit nang ako’y patalikod sa iyo ay narinig kong inusal mo ang aking pangalan. Dahilan upang ako’y lumingon pabalik at lumapit sa iyo nang tuluyan.


Naalala mo pala ako…


Tumabi ako sa iyo. Ngayon ang mga mata mong puno ng saya ay nababalutan ng luha. Laking pagtataka ko dahil kanina lamang ay naaninag sa iyo ang isang magandang araw. Tinawag ko ang atensyon mo subalit tagos ang iyong paningin. Tinignan ko ang direksyon ng iyong mga mata at nagulat ako sa aking nakita.


Para sa akin pala ang pumpon ng mga bulaklak. Ang mga rosas na pula, puti at pink. Ang awitin na kanina mong kinakanta. Ang mga ngiti mo kaninang umaga. Ako pala ang dadalawin mo. Patawad dahil inakala kong ibang babae na ang pupuntahan mo. Nasorpresa mo ako. Ginulat mo ako na iaalay mo pala sa akin ang pumpon ng rosas na iyong pinagkakaingatan.


Maya-maya ay inakap mo ang puting kahon na aking kinalalagyan. Tulad ng higpit ng pagkakayakap ko kanina sa teddy bear na dinala mo sa eskwelahan. Naramdaman ko ang init ng iyong mga braso kahit sa isipan ko na lamang. Naririnig kitang bumulong paulit ulit na binabanggit ang aking magandang pangalan… wala na ang salitang “Ate.” Nakangiti akong pinagmamasdan ka. Nakakatawa ka parin kahit ganyan ang hitsura mo.


Salamat pala sa pumpon ng bulaklak. Sa tanang ng buhay ko, ngayon palang ako nakatanggap nito.


Salamat ulit.


Kahit huli na…


-MMB

The Ride That was Never Mine... Oliver Tiu / Princess Belle

Author's note:  This is a union of 2 writers: it was published in Educ Journal last 2005 -2006.
Oliver got the idea of the story, he asked me to write it.  :D There is a portion of the story that has a personal touch that's why im posting it here :D

THE RIDE THAT WAS NEVER MINE
It was five o’clock in the afternoon. Cold breeze suddenly hugs me as I looked at my cellphone for a text message from someone… someone I always yearn to be with. Days gone by but a single beep never came. Everything was perfect, right, quite a miracle. But the truth of a rushed relationship always arrived in a bitter end… well almost.
I slowly walk outside of my school, waiting for a jeepney to ride. Suddenly I saw a couple sitting at the same spot where we used to sit. Both of them are chatting happily perhaps, reminiscing memories as they were together. I stopped for a few minutes to observe; the guy reached for his bag searching for something. He brought out a small stuff toy dog then gave it to the girl. She is so surprised about what she received that she accidentally pressed the toy dog’s tummy and out came the words “I love you”. I was on his feet few months passed… the same scenario where I used to be, But then, I see myself as that person but it slowly fades away.
  
  
A jeepney stopped right in front of me. Maybe the mechanical creature understands my heartache that it helped me to overcome the picture that made me dejected. However, chance can sometimes dismay you. As I sit at the end of the old dusty jeepney, I find myself front of two lovebirds staring at each other. Each gaze was like starlight, capturing the darkness of the night. The girl was wearing a uniform, seems to be from a school nearby; and the guy, having his casual clothes which captivates the taste of a simple lady. (as I think, maybe he fetched her from school.) I was looking at both of them when the jeepney suddenly made a full stop, causing everyone to jerk at their seats. I saw one of the guy’s hands hold the hand of his partner and the other side is on her shoulder, making sure that his loved one is secured and unharmed. I was on his feet few months passed… the same scenario where I used to be. But then, I see myself as that person but it slowly fades away.
  
  
  
I got down from the jeepney, for the traffic made me decide to walk. I know that my home is quite far from where I stopped; but then, taking my second ride is not worth anymore. I walked through the main road, different signs I saw on the way. I passed by my favorite fast food chain hoping to satisfy my hunger but I realized that I am not hungry for food when I noticed another couple eating the same food that we once had. Two different burgers cut into half then they joined together each half. They laughed with the idea because it is weird but romantic. Another thing that caught my attention is when they share the same large drink with both straws in it and when the guy wiped the lips of the girl with tissue. They smiled as if no one is watching them. I also smiled as I thought of the same thing. I said to myself: I was on his feet few months passed… the same scenario where I used to be, but then, I see myself as that person but it slowly fades away.
  
  
I almost reached my house but I stopped at the flower shop to talk to my friend. One man held my interest when he shouted. “A dozen of white and a dozen of pink roses please!” One of the personnel talked to him on how he will arrange it and the man told him to surround the white flowers with pink. I was overwhelmed as to what kind of bouquet he wanted. I stayed for a couple of minutes to observe. My friend was not in the store but still I decided to stay. I order not to be noticed, I looked at some of the flowers pretending I’m going to buy one. I listened as the man asked to put a note on the bouquet.
Linger in my mind
Memories of ours,
Reminiscing is what I do to unwind
Through these timeless hours…
… I love you baby teddy bear
  

I remembered the same thing when I ordered the same set of roses. I recalled the day I left the flowers at the guidance office (the place where she usually goes when meeting some of her friends) hoping that she will receive them. I texted the following words so that she can drop by: pls drp by d guidance office, I got a surprise for you hope ul like it!
I was stunned on what I have heard from the man. I was staring at nowhere when I found myself uttering the following words. “Treasure what you have now, appreciate everything she does and who she is…. Just love her”
I slowly walk away. My tears roll down my cheeks as I enter my room. I put my bag aside and my laptop. I opened the file in where I saw my journal. I slowly encode a few lines as to what happened recently; Reminiscing those things that I encounter and the thoughts that haunt me.
Dear Journal,
There are many incidents that occurred on my way home. I saw a couple talking sweet nothings and the guy giving his love a stuff toy dog that says “I Love You”. Another is when I rode the jeepney and found a damsel in distress and a knight in shining armor on the rescue scenario. I was happy for them because they are so sweet and love is all over them.
When I passed by my favorite fast food chain, I saw a couple having the same order when I was there with her few months ago. Remember the “hamburger thing” that I told you? They did the same thing. Just before I got home, I remembered seeing a guy ordering pink and white roses.
Maybe its just mere coincidence to see those. But every turn that I made, I saw both of us in the shoes of other people. Maybe our love story is only applicable for someone elseor maybe… just maybe its really a mere chance that I saw all of these.
It has been months since we talked. I really miss her so much; but more than missing is what I feel for her. I know that God will always be there to guide our paths. Much, He may be able to write me a love story with her as my leading lady someday. I’m hoping not for the worst but for her love to come back. I’ll always be here waiting, waiting for her to grasp the right moment for both of us.
For now, the journey must go on. Still waiting for the vehicle that will drive me home…
But for now, the ride is not yet mine.

M Martinez B/Oliver Tiu

The Indispensable Bruha

Nov 8, 2011.... kinda bored... or simply a stupid day... let's say I'm all stressed out because of the calls.  Another reason is that I wasnt able to think of a topic or anything that may spark my attention.


bakit nga bang indispensable bruha? nothing much really.  it just popped out of my mind.  marahil dala narin ito ng pagiisip ko sa sarili ko.  


Aminado ako kasi na vain ako paminsan minsan... well most of the time pala. Parte na ata ng pagiging babae ang ganun (sariling opinyon ko lang yun ah) subalit kung tutuusin mas maraming babae ang bumibili ng sabon na panligo na may iba ibang gamit sa katawan


Nakakatawang isipin pero totoo.

iilan lang to sa kinakabaliwan ko. may ilang pinagsisihan pero halos lahat nagustuhan ko. mabango kasi at masarap ang pakiramdam na mistulang balat ng baby ang kutis mo pagkatapos.  


At tulad ng sinabi ng isa kong kaibigan.  kelangan indispensable ka.. sa lahat ng hamon ng buhay, lovelife, career, family at kung ano pa yan dapat di natin kinakalimutan ang ating mga sarili.  na may karapatan tayo na magpa-pamper ng ating mga sarili 


^_^ 


Princess_Belle