(I was writing about this and the words just wouldn’t stop. I guess that’s how I knew that it really is love.)
It’s in the thud of suitcases, the scarves and makeshift blankets, or the 21 and counting hotel toothbrush stash. Perhaps, in the haikus you write? The backpacks you sling? The…
Please grab a copy of Candy’s October 2010 issue. Inside is the Council of Cool 10 mini-mag featuring Jessica Mendoza and more. This is the fruit of our labor — all the pre-planning, the article-writing, the clothes-hunting, and the cutie-crushing!
Jesselle Villegas, Editor-In-Chief
Leslie Lipa, Managing Editor
Alekx Toyhacao and Jazmin Reyes, Fashion Section and Styling
Mars Salazar and Vicky Marquez, Guys Section
Cre Marin, Features Section
Keisha Go, Section Editor
I’m going bananas now!
I bought my copy today. The ironic thing about it is that I went to the trinoma branches of Powerbooks, National bookstore, and Fully Booked express, but I didn’t find any copies. Then I went to Landmark, and there was a little stall selling back issues there which I didn’t think of when I was thinking of buying a copy. I still went to the stall (more out of curiosity about back issues), and SURPRISE SURPRISE… that’s where I found the copies!
I NEED A COPY NOW!
I remember the first time I remember eating Whatchamacallit. We took a night drive to the nearest laser disc rental store and I was browsing through the Disney movies with you by my side. I wanted Little Mermaid. I couldn’t wait to go home and watch it with you. I saw a bar of Whatchamacallit and gave it to you. You headed for the cashier to get both – the movie and the chocolate bar. You always knew what I wanted, even without the words.
We rode in your car I called the jet plane. It was a long, dark blue car and it was the car that housed me during nights when sleep was difficult. We sped by the city lights; you never liked going easy on the road humps. I fell asleep. We didn’t even get to watch Little Mermaid on the same night but I really loved you for taking me there, with you.
I remember those specific moments in my life, moments so random and so ordinary that it makes me wonder why I remember them. In a way, those moments are what built us. Those times we spent together were the bricks that built the home that you and I share. It started with one, and we just kept stacking them side by side, or on top of another. And now we have this unbreakable fort. It makes me feel safe. It makes me feel like I’m with you again.
Today is a special day for people like me and you, those people who shared special moments like we did. Some are lucky… they get new bricks and they still have something to build. As for us, time has come for us to just stay in and keep ourselves warm for the rest of what feels so much like winter.
I get scared sometimes because I miss you too much but then i remember that time when I was too scared to go on the escalator. We were on our way down and you stepped ahead, with your arm outstretched, reaching out for me. I was still too scared, but you had to move ahead. It wasn’t your choice to leave me behind but that’s what happened… I got left behind. I was crying but I knew it won’t be long until you come back. Once you stepped off the escalator, you immediately took the one going up to go back for me. You got there and this time, you didn’t let go of my hand. You really always went back for me.
I’m out in the big world you’ve always told me about. I’m seeking knowledge and wonder in every corner I get to visit. I carry with me the courage you’ve always shown. I’m facing a whole new world, in a completely different light. I carry my memories of you.
It’s father’s day today. The special day of people like you. Your special day. I really miss picking out the card that best describes how I feel… but there has never been a perfect card for you so I always fill out the blank portion with my own words. I was walking here, this uncharted and unfamiliar territory when I saw something familiar. It’s where I always spend a portion of my time at some points in the year.
Some things we have don’t really have to end. We will always have what we shared. We may not always remember it, but it happened. We will always know that. In this case, we don’t have to remember to know. So I won’t stop picking out cards. It doesn’t have to end.
Because her father listened to her, she knew she had something to say. Because he believed in her, she believed in herself. Because he said she could do anything, she did.
Dad, so much of the good stuff in my life started with you. Thank you.
I will never be too old to be your little girl. Happy Father’s Day. I miss you just as much as I did when I first learned that I won’t be seeing you for a long, long time. I love you.
I have been soaking up the California sun for more than a week now and never did I know that it could easily give me the tan that I’ve been avoiding all along in Manila. The sun here’s a traitor. You walk outside and the sun’s out but it’s breezy so you don’t mind walking for miles. There are several reasons for why I went on this vacation and so I plan on making every second I spend here worth the while.
It was the summer of 2006 when I first traveled to the U.S. It was a high school graduation gift from my parents and it couldn’t have been more perfect. We stayed here in the U.S. for a little over a month and I was able to go to so many places that I thought only existed in songs. There was one place that I’ve always wanted to see and so once the trip was final, it was all I could think about. It was a childhood dream. It was Disneyland.
The Happiest Place on Earth, they say. The moment I set my foot inside the park, I realized they weren’t kidding. They weren’t just using that for marketing. It’s real. Disneyland is real. It’s not just a place, it’s a happy place where dreams come true. Walt Disney has always been my hero and I have always loved all things Disney.
For some, Disneyland may be just a theme park with rides, shops and attractions. It may lose its wonder after the first time but that will never happen for me. Somewhere inside of us are the little kids we once were. They never leave us no matter how many years pass us by. Some may be blind to its beauty but I have this great feeling that somewhere deep inside of them, there’s a little spark that says: this place is truly magical.
It’s not magical in the sense that when you go there, you’ll be able to fly like Peter Pan or meet your Prince Charming. Disneyland is magical because someone dreamed of something so wonderful and it is now bursting with life. It was once just a dream and now it’s there, now it’s real. It makes you believe that dreams do come true and that you could create happiness for other people just like Walt Disney did… that you could create a place on Earth where people could remember all the things they’ve forgotten: what matters most.
That’s Disneyland for me. I went there again the other day and it was just as fantastic as the first time. it holds a special place in my heart. It will always be a place where I remember what hope is really like and what love really is.
From where I am right now, it’s overcast. The skies are gray and gloomy. Despite the sounds clicking, clocking, ticking, tocking, the world is quiet. The air is chilly and damp that if I walk out of the house with slippers on, the wind is prickly like ice and my feet become cold like marbles. I am sitting across my best friend and we’re living our own lives together. This is not the usual scenario. We’re apart from each other for most days because a thousand miles are in between us… but today, yesterday, the other day, and weeks from now, we’ll be together. That makes me happy.
I flew on a plane on my own. That’s also not the usual scenario. I’d always have my mom with me whenever i’d be traveling out of the country but i guess you break apart from the usual as you grow up. There comes a time when you just have to do things on your own. Your parents have to let you go at some point in time, and as much as you want them by your side all the time, you have to let yourself go on your own as well. It’s how you learn things and it’s how you get to live your life. It’s the first time my mom and I will be apart for more than a month.
It was approximately a 12-hour flight. I usually sit by the window so I could wallow in amazement but there seemed to be a misunderstanding so I wasn’t able to this time around. I’ve flown on a plane quite a few times already but it never gets old. Being one with the clouds or above them, watching the city get smaller and smaller until it’s gone, crossing timezones, breakfast when it’s supposed to be dinner, a sudden shift of sunlight to darkness… that a heavyweight can fly. When you get to your destination, you can sometimes repeat a portion of your day. This time, I had two 7:00 to 11:59s in June 1. And in my second June 1, I’m with my best friend.
October 4, 2008 (I think? Haha)
2008 Candy Fair! I had a panel presentation so I wasn’t able to receive the award when they did it onstage but I was really happy to have been able to get a picture with the Candy editors!
Thank you for the prize! I still use it! At this point, I had no idea that I’d be able to gather up enough spunk to send in an essay to apply for the COC. But I did that, and it’s been one rollercoaster ride full of thrills! I don’t want it to end! Haha!
Holy smokes! Lisa McMann, a New York Times bestselling author, retweeted me! She’s awesome! She always replies to my tweets!
It feels amazing to know that the author of the book I reviewed was able to read it!
What happened yesterday.
Went to the Candy BFF Camp with my Candy Council of Cool mates Jesselle, Alekx and Mars.
With Candy magazine’s Council of Cool 10.<3
(L-R) Jazmin Reyes, Leslie Lipa, Mars Salazar, Jesselle Villegas, Vicky Marquez, me, Alekxandra Toyhacao
Thank you so much Tricia! :)
It used to be called becoming a fan, but now you just simply like it and you suddenly feel like you’re not weird after all because apparently, several people around the world feel the same way. Whoever knew that just by viewing a person’s fan pages on Facebook, you’re already getting to know them? To celebrate the wonders of fan pages—how we get to know people through them, how they make us laugh and how we find ourselves being able to relate to them—here are some who I think are laugh out loud funny, interesting, or noteworthy:
1. I thought you were hot until I clicked on “View More Pictures.”
2. Disney gave me unrealistic expectations about love.
3. Facebook: Where Stalkers Unite.
4. I judge you when you use poor grammar.
5. Writing papers single-spaced first makes my double-spaced result climactic.
6. I like pretending to text in awkward situations.
7. Automatic doors make me feel like a jedi.
8. I change the date on homework so my teachers don’t think I procrastinate.
9. Do you believe in love at first sight or should I walk by again?
10. If Wikipedia says it, it must be true.
11. I refer to people by nicknames they will never know.
12. For every person that joins this group… it will be one person larger.
13. I wish Morgan Freeman narrated my life.
14. I stay up late and I don’t do anything productive.
15. If you’re OCD and you know it wash your hands!
16. I flip my pillow over so I can feel the cold side when I’m sleeping.
17. I love how we’re friends on FB but we don’t actually talk in person.
18. I need rehab for my snooze button addiction.
19. I’d marry the Beast if I could have a library like that.
20. Texting the person next to you stuff you can’t say out loud.
21. I hate when one string of my hoodie becomes longer than the other.
23. Deleting everything you’ve typed because you saw the other person was typing.
24. Knowing something isn’t going to happen but still having that inch of hope.
25. Anne Frank would be so pissed if she knew everyone read her diary.
26. Trying to fix things by hitting them.
27. Please don’t pick me, please don’t pick… Aww, crap.
28. Saving a file as “dyjjyggffj” because I’m too lazy to write a proper name.
PS. So it’s election day today. I thought about writing about politics but I was never really well versed when it comes to it. We’re all hopeful today. This day will change history. Let’s just do what we can, the best of it, for our country.
With the internet around, you get daily doses of stories all around the world. You can’t close yourself to facts, or experiences, or other people. It’s the information superhighway, the Infobahn. News, gossip, celebrity photos, stories, everything. Personally, I like stories and cyberspace has a lot. Sometimes, people share in communities. And when they do, they often have themes. And they make it short. And it usually boils down to these sites:
1. Do you feel unusual, odd, or different? Do you feel like you pay attention to little things too much? Any funny realizations lately? Are there any simple, everyday, average life experiences you feel like sharing because sometimes it’s the ordinary that gets to you? MyLifeIsAverage.
Ex. “Today, I realized something. My name is Rachel Anastasia Warner, so right now, my initials spell “RAW”. Fortunately for me, my mother is going to be married next month to Alan Ritman. RAWR? Oh yes. MLIA.”
“Today, I realized the word bed actually looks like a bed. MLIA.”
“Today, the whole world came crashing down on me, so I got some tape and stuck the map back onto the wall. MLIA.”
Ex. “Today, I received my passport in the mail. They got my birthdate wrong. Then I picked up my birth certificate that I had sent in with the application. Turns out my parents have been celebrating my birthday on the wrong day for 16 years. FML.”
“Today, I checked my Facebook, and my wife of 5 years was listed as single. I then wrote on her wall that it was ok to announce that we are married. She wrote back saying that we have to talk and asked me to come to the kitchen. My wife divorced me over Facebook. FML.”
“Today, it’s my 18th birthday. My parents got me a $5 gift certificate to iTunes. It came for free with the iPhone they just bought my sister for her middle school graduation. FML.”
3. Is your brain working overtime? Have you been having thoughts about life and the way people live it? Wondering about the world’s inspiring and cruel moments? Do you ask why it happened, why it had to, or why it works that way? MakesMeThink.
Ex. “Today, I returned home after being stationed in Iraq for 9 months. While I was still in uniform, I went into an ice cream shop near the airport to get a milkshake. The girl behind the counter handed me my shake and said, ‘It’s on me.’ ‘Thanks, you didn’t have to do that,’ I said. ‘Neither did you,’ she replied. MMT.”
“Today, after I watched my dog get run over by a car, I sat on the side of the road holding him and crying. And just before he died, he licked the tears off my face. MMT.”
“Today, I was looking through the Facebook remembrance groups of two people that died from my high school. The girl was sweet, smart, quiet and unpopular. She was killed by a drunk driver. The guy was inconsiderate, rude and popular. He was the drunk driver. His group has 602 members. Hers has 48. MMT.”
4. Do people make you feel like the world is a beautiful place? Do you think that life is full of inspiring and wonderful moments if you take the time to make it happen, or just notice it? GivesMeHope.
Ex. “I woke up one morning to hear the birds outside my window and my mother cooking breakfast downstairs. I’ve never cried so much in my entire life. I had been deaf since the age of 8. GMH.”
“A long time ago, I was on the verge of committing suicide when a guy came to the roof to have lunch. He saw me climbing over the railing and asked me to share his lunch with him. After receiving my puzzled look,
he explained, “Everyone should die happy. Or at least with a full stomach.” We celebrated our 10th wedding anniversary last month. GMH.”
“My friend and I were at a fair, and we had just won a cuddly toy each. We saw a mentally disabled boy and we gave them to him. He said “Thank you.” His father cried. This boy hadn’t spoken in months. Children like him GMH.”
5. Do you have secrets you don’t have the courage to tell but wish you were brave enough to spill? Are you living under a cloud of a secret? PostSecret.
Ex. “The reason I’m having a hard time writing a Maid-of-Honor toast is because I think you’re ruining your life.”
6. As a consumer, have you had some fail moments while buying something or have you witnessed other people being all self-righteous about something they’d end up completely embarrassed about? Because customers are NotAlwaysRight.
Ex. Customer: “My cable box is broken.” Me: “What seems to be the issue?” Customer: “Roughly every 1 minute the channel goes up. I tried turning it off and on, I tried unplugging it, I made sure no one was sitting on the remote, nothing works, you guys gave me a broken box!” Me: “What does it currently show on the front of the box sir?” Customer: “Channel 932.” Me: “And what time is it sir?” Customer: “9:32. Oh.”
7. Are you a person who likes combinations, mixes, or blends? Do you not like reading something that is categorically similar? MyLifeIsWhat.
Average. Worst. Best. Hopeful. Everyday stories that tell you you’re not alone. And maybe, somebody has it worse.