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The Breakfast Club
"...They who are near to me do not know that you are nearer to me than they are. They who speak to me do not know that my heart is full with your unspoken words. They who crowd in my path do now know that I am walking alone with you. They who love me do not know that their love brings you to my heart..." Rabindranath Tagore: 1861-1941

Forced Memorial Day

Yesterday was Memorial Day and what else can you expect but LOW CALL VOLUME. But what we did not expect was a chance to taste the night life again afteran eternity of work in the GY shift.

Ia, our supe decided to give Candy and I the night off (you might call it forced leave but, I assure you, nobody forced us, hehe). We took the half day off and was logged out at 1:00 AM. Now Candy and I are still undecided on what to do but along comes Derrick (I recall him saying he's the Reyna Emperatriz if we are the Diyosas and Divas...), and wheeee! Next thing we were on board a taxi heading to Providence. Too bad Pao was left behind otherwise, the combination of Derrick and Pao would have brought the house down!

Now Providence is a videoke bar where sealed cubicles that could fit 3-10 people are set so you can sing your heart out without threat of boinked heads from "affected" neighbors. And even better is that each song is for only P5.00! No entrance fees whatever since, hey, this is along Taft Ave where you charge higher than this and you can kiss you business goodbye. So armed with a bunch of tokens, we launched into Diva mode (at least I did because, of course, Derrick is ALWAYS in Diva mode and Candy is like born with a twin boombox so singing is not a challenge to her either.Honestly, she can give Kyla a run for her money. L.).

Opening song was "Dancing Queen" by ABBA. WTF, the song jumped into the last 3 minutes of the song before fizzling out! Aargh, we wuz robbed!!!! Ha, you think you can stop a bunch of cash-strapped, gimmick-hungry people, you are mistaken! AMINA ANG NEXT TOKEN!!! (I literally scraped my bank account especially after treating myself to a Venti Starbucks Caramel Coffee Jelly. Candy had one too so after emerging from Starbuck's brightly lit cafe, we joked that I am Nicole Richie and she is Lindsay Lohan with their Starbucks. Oops, wrong celebrities! More like the Olsen twins where I am Mary Kate, mind you! Back to the Memorial Day rendezvous...)

I lost track of the other songs played but you should hear Derrick and Candy belt out Martin Nievera and Regine Velasquez's "Forever". Galing!!! We sure sang a lot since we had about 25 tokens which we went through in 2 hours! Songs ranged from American Idol-inspired songs (Heart's "Alone" and Dionne Warwick's "Never Love This Way Again". And the cherry on top of the icing? Our very own rendition of Queen's "Bohemian Rhapsody". Yep, we kinda struggled on the first notes since nobody could figure out on what key the song is but as soon as the strains of "Mama, just killed a man..." were playing, we were on track. Now the real challenge of this song is when you get to the Mamma Mia part. You either do a falsetto, channel out the operatic diva in you or shout out the lyrics . In our case, it was a mixture of all. Plus add in a bunch of hysterical laughter and what do you get? Super-Star singing ( at least according to the videoke...)!!! We got so worked up on the song, we sang it again in the end! And you know what? We were all in one piece!!! None of us exploded from the laughter and from straining to reach the high notes (especially during the "Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me, for me, for meeeeee"!).

Sigh, now it's back to work in the GY shift, strapped to the call master. And what are we doing? Looking up the next US Holiday for possible forced leaves or half-days or any opportunity to go back to Providence. And next time, Pao you better be with us. I'd love to hear your rendition of Aegis' "Halik"!

Here are some facts about Bohemian Rhapsody from Song Facts:

Freddie Mercury wrote the lyrics, and there has been a lot of speculation as to their meaning. Mercury's parents were deeply involved in Zoroastrianism, and words like "Bismillah" do have a meaning in that religion. His family grew up in Zanzibar, but was forced out by government upheaval in 1964, and they moved to England. Some of the lyrics could be about leaving his homeland behind.

Mercury may have written "Galileo" into the lyrics for the benefit of Brian May, who is an astronomy buff. Galileo is a famous astronomer known for being the first to use a refracting telescope

A lot of words from the lyrics appear in the Qu'ran. "Bismillah" is one of these and it literally means "In the name of Allah." The word "Scaramouch" means "A stock character that appears as a boastful coward." "Beelzebub" is one of the many names given to The Devil.

In 2002, this came in #1 in a poll by Guinness World Records as Britain's favorite single of all time. John Lennon's "Imagine" was #2, followed by The Beatles' "Hey Jude."

Queen did not use any synthesizers on the album, which is something they were very proud of.

In the UK, this was #1 for 9 weeks, a record at the time. In 1991, this was re-released in the UK shortly after Freddie Mercury's death. It again went to #1, with proceeds going to the Terrence Higgins Trust, which Mercury supported.

Queen made a video for this to air on Top Of The Pops, a popular British music show, because the song was too complex to perform live. It started a trend in the UK of making videos for songs to air in place of live performances. When MTV launched in 1981, most of their videos came from British artists for this reason.

The video was very innovative. It was the first where the visual images took precedence over the song. It was based on their album cover, with the 4 band members looking up into the shadows. It was shot in 3 hours for $3,500. Effects were achieved by using camera feedback and prism lenses. At the time, it looked high-tech. It was also the first music video in the sense that it was shot in video instead of film.

Feel like singing too? Enjoy!

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.

Open your eyes,
Look up to the skies and see,
I'm just a poor boy, I need no sympathy,
Because I'm easy come, easy go,
Little high, little low,
Any way the wind blows doesn't really matter to me, to me.

Mama just killed a man, Put a gun against his head,
pulled my trigger, now he's dead.
Mama, life had just begun, But now I've gone and thrown it all away.
Mama, ooh, Didn't mean to make you cry,
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow,
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters.

Too late, my time has come,
Sends shivers down my spine,
body's aching all the time.
Goodbye, ev'rybody, I've got to go,
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth.
Mama, ooh, I don't want to die,
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all.

I see a little silhouetto of a man,
Scaramouche, Scaramouche, will you do the Fandango.
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very fright'ning me.
(Galileo.) Galileo. (Galileo.) Galileo, Galileo figaro Magnifico.
I'm just a poor boy and nobody loves me.
He's just a poor boy from a poor family,
Spare him his life from this monstrosity.
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go.
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go. (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let him go!)
Bismillah! We will not let you go. (Let me go.)
Will not let you go. (Let me go.)
Will not let you go. (Let me go.)
Ah. No, no, no, no, no, no, no. (Oh mama mia, mama mia.)
Mama mia, let me go. Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me,
for me, for me.

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye.
So you think you can love me and leave me to die.
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby,
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here.
Nothing really matters, Anyone can see,
Nothing really matters, Nothing really matters to me.
Any way the wind blows.


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It's Potching's Birthday!

Pot will be turning 4 this Wednesday and I am soooo excited! In fact, I seem to be more excited than the little boy himself! I asked him what he wants and he just mentioned two things:


GUNDAM

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and

MATCHBOX

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Of course, birthdays are all about gifts and toys and these two items were specified already so I'll have to make sure that "ammunition" (read: money) is enough to cover these. As you know, those Gundam thingies could really dent your pocket. I wonder why the webbed wonder, Spiderman, is not mentioned here. Better make room for that, too.

As for the birthday "feast", again I asked Potching what he wants for his special day. These are what he wants:

Spaghetti with Meatballs ( it used to be just Spaghetti but he discovered his Baby Genius CDs and heard the song "On top of spaghe-ee-eee--ttttiiiiiii, all covered with cheese... I lost my poor meatball when someboady sneezed....". Hence, the need to include meatballs in the Birthday Spaghetti)

Tinola (pronounced Ti-now-la. Now I gotta admit this kid has a weird taste for menu entrees, but hey, it's HIS day so thaw the chicken and get the broth bubbling!)

Lumpiang Shanghai (pronounced Lum-sham Sham-ai. YUM!)
Of course, The Cake. I remember how Potching panicked when I told him that he'll have his party next year. We sort of have a family tradition wherein all birthdays that fall on odd years get a birthday party while birthdays on an even year get a special outing or "pasyal". Since he's turning 4, I naturally told him that there will be no party and he was bothered and said he wanted one. He really wanted a party simply because he wants to have a birthday cake. Awww. I assured him all birthdays, whether odd or even, get a birthday cake especially little ones as special as he is!

Now there is no discussion anymore on the design of the cake. He specifically said, about 2 months ago, that he wants a Spiderman cake. We ordered it from Art Cakes and they really have yummy cakes that you can combine with cupcakes and cookies for parties. What we got is a simple 10-inch diameter cake with a red base and icing like webs with a great black spider on the middle. ASTIG!

Part of the special request are red and blue balloons to go with the cake. Now this I gotta make sure because one time, he was given a free balloon and as soon as we got home, it grazed one of his Lollie's (read: Lola) plants with tiny thorns on the ends and BAM! One look at the torn pieces of what used to be his balloon and I could see the tears forming in his eyes and he just said in this sad little voice: "Wala na akong balloon..." So now, to make up for that lost balloon, we'll make sure there'd be enough balloons to go by.

Oh and just in time for his birthday, one of our relatives from Baguio came to visit us and gave Potching some birthday money (I wonder where they were when it was MY birthday and I didn't have enough moolah to even buy me a cup of ice cream...)!

So to prepare for Potching's 4th birthday, I have made the necessary arrangements to take a leave from the office (yesh!!!), my Dad has changed his itinerary to be able to return on Wednesday from a business trip and my Mom is going to whip up the best birthday feast for the most special kid in our lives.

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Happy Birthday, Potching!!!

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Who is Amorelle?

My complete name is Amorelle Dela Cruz Ugale. I have always preferred to be called by my nickname LEI mainly because it's easier to remember and spell and at the same time, I don't get asked where I got my name. But with Amorelle, not only do I have a hard time spelling out my name to them (they always get it wrong) but I myself have no idea where my Mom got it. She told me she got it from a book but I never really got around to digging more info beyond that. I am quite ashamed to admit it but sometimes I wish my Mom just named me Nicole (always loved that name) or Diana (sounds like royalty to me...beauty AND royalty) or something common like Karen or Kristine.

Now imagine my surprise when I googled my name Amorelle (I know it's pathetic to even do this but it's 4 AM and I don't have anything exciting to do...) and pops out a book written by Hill, Grace Livingston Hill. I am not familiar with the author (poor me...) but apparently, she wrote a book published in the 70s. The synopsis of the book goes like this:



George Horton was handsome and wealthy, and he had all but swept lovely Amorelle Dean off her feet with his unexpected marriage proposal. Amorelle accepted, but as time passed she became more and more doubtful. George really didn't seem to care for her thoughts, beliefs, or intermost feelings. How could they be happy?

Then, as if in answer to her prayers for guidance, Amorelle unexpectedly found herself sharing a wonderful day with another man. A man who seemed to speak the language of her heart. Now she knew what true love could be-and what she must do. But is she too late to change her mind?

This is the book's cover:

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Amazon.com's review goes like this:

When Amorelle finds herself orphaned and alone she thinks she must marry to survive. When she realizes that she cannot go through with the marriage ceremony she must escape the man she does not love. She finds that by helping others without telling them about her past she helps herself. Then she realizes that she really is seeking love, not security and her world begins to change.

Wow, even this Amorelle has troubles finding the "man who will speak the language of her heart". Sigh, don't we all? But going back into the topic, I'm starting to think I have a cool name. I may still get troubled expressions from people trying to rack their brains for the spelling of my name but at least I know exactly where my name came from. And by the way, the book is rated 5 stars! Will the real Amorelle also have a stellar review of her life? Hope so.

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Lessons from Mom

My mom told me to search for an article about lessons we learn from our Moms because she heard one from their Sunday church service. I googled "Lessons from Mom" and this was the first article in the list and the one she was referring to. I knew she had ESP, as well as the other v

My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE
"If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning!"

My mother taught me RELIGION
"You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL
"If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"


My mother taught me LOGIC
"Because I said so, that's why."

My Mother taught me LOGIC...#2
"If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

My mother taught me FORESIGHT
"Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

My mother taught me IRONY
"Keep crying and I'll give you something to cry about."

My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS
"Shut your mouth and eat your supper!"

My mother taught me about CONTORTIONIST
"Will you "look" at the dirt on the back of your neck!"

My mother taught me about STAMINA
"You'll sit there 'till all that spinach is finished."

My mother taught me about WEATHER
"It looks as if a tornado swept through your room."

My mother taught me how to solve PHYSICS PROBLEMS
"If I yelled because I saw a meteor coming toward you; would you listen THEN?"

My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY
"If I've told you once, I've told you a million times - Don't Exaggerate!"

My mother taught me THE CIRCLE OF LIFE
"I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION
"Stop acting like your father!"

My mother taught me about ENVY
"There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do!"

My Mother taught me about ANTICIPATION...
"Just wait until we get home."

My Mother taught me about RECEIVING....
"You are going to get it when we get home!"

My Mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE...
"If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."

My Mother taught me to THINK AHEAD...
"If you don't pass your spelling test, you'll never get a good job."

My Mother taught me ESP...
"Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you're cold?"

My mother taught me HUMOR
"When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

My mother taught me how to BECOME AN ADULT
"If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

My Mother taught me about GENETICS...
"You're just like your father."

My Mother taught me about my ROOTS...
"Do you think you were born in a barn?"

My Mother taught me about WISDOM OF AGE...
"When you get to be my age, you will understand."

And my all time favorite...JUSTICE...
"One day you'll have kids ... and I hope they turn out just like you!"


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Happy Mother's Day!

I remember Rainbow Brite Jellyace, Horlick's candies, Pringles when it was still one flavor (the one in red canister), trips to Milky way in Magallanes and any ice cream shop, 64-color Crayola crayons with built-in sharpener, a Barbie that only I had because it was imported, looking up the word carinosa because I heard her use that to describe me and feeling so warm all over after knowing what it meant, Keebler's cookies, Hi-C and my baon, great food everyday, sweet-smelling clothes and the regular checking of my school uniform to make sure I don't look scraggly going to class, fighting off the urge to confront me because she knew I was in deep shit but was too proud to ask for help, and until now, showing me what it means to be a mother, even if I am one myself. I'd be OK if I was half as good as you were, Ma. Love you so much!!!

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Somebody said it takes about six weeks to get back to normal after you've had a baby ......
somebody doesn't know that once you're a mother, "Normal," is history.


Somebody said you learn how to be a mother by instinct ...
Somebody never took a three-year-old shopping.


Somebody said being a mother is boring ......
Somebody never rode in a car driven by a teenager with a driver's permit.


Somebody said if you're a "good" mother, your child will "turn out good."
Somebody thinks a child comes with directions and a guarantee.

Somebody said "good" mothers never raise their voices .....
Somebody never came out the back door just in time to see her child hit a golf ball through the neighbor's kitchen window.

Somebody said you don't need an education to be a mother.
Somebody never helped a fourth grader with her math.

Somebody said you can't love the fifth child as much as you love the first.
Somebody doesn't have five children.

Somebody said a mother can find all the answers to her child-rearing questions in the books ....
Somebody never had a child stuff beans up his nose or in his ears.

Somebody said the hardest part of being a mother is labor and delivery ...
Somebody never watched her "baby" get on the bus for the first day of kindergarten,or on a plane headed for military "boot camp."


Somebody said a mother can do her job with her eyes closed and one hand tied behind her back ...
somebody never organized four giggling Brownies to sell cookies.

Somebody said a mother can stop worrying after her child gets married ....
Somebody doesn't know that marriage adds a new son or daughter-in-law to a mother's heartstrings.

Somebody said a mother's job is done when her last child leaves home ....
Somebody never had grandchildren.

Somebody said your mother knows you love her, so you don't need to tell her ...
Somebody isn't a mother.


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The Hand that Rocks the Cradle

Blessings on the hand of women!
Angels guard its strength and grace,
In the palace, cottage, hovel,
Oh, no matter where the place;
Would that never storms assailed it,
Rainbows ever gently curled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Infancy's the tender fountain,
Power may with beauty flow,
Mother's first to guide the streamlets,
From them souls unresting grow--
Grow on for the good or evil,
Sunshine streamed or evil hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Woman, how divine your mission
Here upon our natal sod!
Keep, oh, keep the young heart open
Always to the breath of God!
All true trophies of the ages
Are from mother-love impearled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.
Blessings on the hand of women!
Fathers, sons, and daughters cry,
And the sacred song is mingled
With the worship in the sky--
Mingles where no tempest darkens,
Rainbows evermore are hurled;
For the hand that rocks the cradle
Is the hand that rules the world.

William Ross Wallace (1819-1881)





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This Day in Music

I came across This Day In Music while bloghopping (tell me what else you can do when all the juicy websites are in surf control) and found out that on the day I was born "Night Fever" by BeeGees was the No.1 song in the US while "Wuthering Heights" by Kate Bush topped the British charts.

I am familiar with Night Fever but I was only vaguely familiar with Kate Bush. I remember seeing a video of her when I was 7 or 8 years old and her singing went like:

"Waaaahoooooooahhhhhh....waaaaaaahoooahhhhhh"

She was also flailing her arms like there were two giant Standard electric fans attached to her arms. So you can just imagine my interest being piqued especially since her song topped UK charts, gracing the day I was born (heehee).


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Kate Bush sing about Heathcliff and Catherine...

Kate Bush's "Wuthering Heights" is based on Emily Bronte's classic novel of the same title. When this rose to #1 Kate Bush became the first female to top the UK charts with a self composed song. This was the first song Bush recorded for a label. It was released as a single, and while the music press dismissed the song as a novelty, it hit #1 in Britain. It stayed there for 4 weeks and launched her career at age 19 (Taken from Songfacts. Click here for more.)

The song is actually haunting if you get to listen to it. Since I am a klutz in these things, the link to the music sample is here and just click on Wuthering Heights(shempre) to see what I mean. I don't know why this song gives me goosebumps. I guess it's because Kate Bush has a shrill singing voice and while it is not grating to the ears, it is an unusual voice pitch. Couple this with the plotline of Ms. Bronte's much-loved classic and poof! You get a #1 song inspired by a classic novel of love and revenge, in life and beyond. Whew! What a great song to go with my birth!

"...Bad dreams in the night. You told me I was going to lose the fight,
Leave behind my wuthering, wuthering Wuthering Heights.
Heathcliff, it's me-- I'm Cathy. I've come home.
I'm so cold! Let me in-a-your window..."

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Back to the 80's

I AM OLD. Not wrinkly old but nearing the end of my twenty-something years. Yikes! That's probably the reason why all-out parties seem to be tiring. Bedtime is at 9 pm whereas before I could pull off until 2 AM and wake up at 6 AM feeling ready to face another stressful schoolday. I find myself looking forward to weekends not to hie off to the latest hotspot but to a much-needed rest (sleep, actually). I am past the quarter-life crisis and have simmered down as far as idealism is concerned and have learned to look at things beyond iPods and stuff. And, I find myself comparing the NOW into life back then. Sigh...I can say that I have spent a considerable amount of time watching Kuya Germs' That's Entertainment (wala pa kasing cable/satellite TV nun!) and spent lazy afternoons chatting up friends via the landline (texting was never heard of!). Weekends were spent not bar-hopping but house-hopping, and the kilig factor with the opposite sex was intensified by what were called interactions or soirees. Uh-huh, mall time was rarely spent out with friends because that was a special time with Mom and Dad. There were no Starbucks then and coffee was boring since it came straight from the glass jar which would double as a drinking glass later on. I lived in those days when as long as there is an Andok's Lechon Manok stand, you'd know you're still in the Philippines and hot pan de sal was sold at every corner (Bread Talk? Nah! Bread was either the loaf bread (Tasty to some of you) or the pan de sal). And since we are already reminiscing, let me post this email I got presumably from someone from my age group reliving the nostalgia of my time...THE EIGHTIES, Pinoy Style!

1. Pogi ka kung kasama sa porma mo ang Sperry Topsiders, Timberland, Cole Haan, Espadrilles (na pinilahan mo pa sa Whistle Stop o sa Cash and Carry), Tretorn or Guess Pants, Fiorucci, Calvin Klein or Levi's with buttons ala 501, argyle socks, woven leather belts, Ermenigildo Zegna, Lacoste, Ralph Lauren at iba pa,one-size-fits- all Hanes T-shirt, pabangong Chaps, Van Cleef, Gray Flannel or Kouros, Denman brushes, Dippity Do or Dep hair gel, Bermuda shorts worn with plaid long- sleeves. Christian Dior, YSL, Rayban Wayfarers.


Hanggang Tretorn alng naman ako...yung Kuya ko yan panahon nya yung Topsiders ar Espadrilles...Pero 6 years old ako nun, naka-espadrilles buong pamilya ko, hehe!

2. Macho ka kung ang porma mo ay parang kay Don Johnson ng Miami Vice at kung naglalaro ka ng football. O nag-aaral ka ng tae kwon do or marunong mag butterfly pag nag si-swimming ka. Sobrang macho ka kung may pandesal ka sa tiyan habang nakasuot ng hanging shirt.


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Hehe, utol ko lang ulet ang may pormang ganto!


3. Pretty ka kung meron kang pencil-cut skirt (calf-length, three to four inches above the ankle), pabangong Nenuco o De Ne Nes, permed hair a la Madonna or teased bangs na pinatigas ng Aquanet, shoulder pads ala Joan Collin a.k.a. Alexis Carrington in Dynasty), Benetton shirt, Esprit outfit at namimili ka ng gamit sa Sari-Sari, Tokyo, Hannah,Tickles and Regina's in Shoppesville.


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Ay favorite ko yung Tickles and back then, sa Greenhills lang meron nito. Lahat ng notebook at pencils, wallet, lahat na, Tickles ang tatak! And Nenuco ensured that the entire school smelled the same!!!

4. In na in ka kung napuntahan mo ang mga concerts nina Mike Francis, Swing Out Sisters, Earl Klugh, Earth, Wind and Fire, James Ingram, Genesis noong unang punta pa lang nila dito sa Pilipinas.


Bata pa po ako nung mga panahong ito. But I loved SOS and Mike Francis!!!

5. Sosyal ka kung malimit ka sa Jazz Rhythm &Booze at kumakain ka sa Cafe Ysabel, Bistro Burgos, Dean Street Cafe, Stargazer, Mars, Makati Ave., Angelino's and East St. Lois, Cosmo and Kudo's at nag-babakasyon ka sa Matabungkay Beach Club o Baguio Country Club. Golf sa Polo Club, or Wack-Wack.


Naabutan ko pa yung Dean's Street Cafe nung college. Tambayan namen yung sa may Shaw Blvd. And the place to be in was at Angelino's Tagaytay (dinner under the stars!).

6. Wala pang videoke kundi karaoke.
7. Ang preso lang may tattoo.
8. Computer noon AT at ATX windows 3.1. In na In and radio na may B&W TV na kasing bigat na car battery.

Wordstar naman...

9. Ang intindi mo ng LOL ay ULOL imbes na Laughing Out Loud.

I cannot stop laughing at this one!

10. Na-tsismis na bulati ang beef patty ng Jollibee.


11. Kinilig ka nang malaman mong ikakasal si Pops at si Martin.

Penthouse Live ito!!!

12. Piso lang ang isang basong taho at kailangan mong magdala ng sarili mong baso kasi wala pang plastic cups no'n si manong magtataho.
13. Lechon Manok pa ang pinag lilihihan ng taumbayan.
14. Tarzan, Jojo, Bazooka Joe, Clover bits at Tootsie Roll ang pinagkakagastusan mo ng mga beintesinko mo.

Bazooka Joe yung may libreng mini-comics chaka sikat nun yung White Rabbit kse nakakain pati yung wrapper!

15. Nagkakakalyo ka dahil typewriter pa ang ginagamit mo para sa mga school paper mo...kaya bentang-benta pa ang carbon paper at liquid paper.
16. Sa Ortigas Center ka tinuturuang magmaneho kasi puro talahib pa yon no'n.

OMG, back then Ortigas Center was Windy City in the Philippines! Kse wala pang high-rise noon!

17. Cool ang bumati sa iyong crush sa FM radio.
18. May mascot pa ang 99.5 RT na binebenta sa Gift Gate.

Hindi ko sha kilala... I guess I'm not THAT old, hehe!

19. Baduy pa noon si Lea Salonga dahil sa That's Entertainment.
20. Iniisip mong dapat mag- retire na si Jaworski dahil kuwarenta na siya.
21. Egoy na egoy pa si Michael Jackson.


Mukha pa shang tao nun, kamo!

22. Si Harry Gasser ang newscaster ng bayan.
23. Kay Amado Pineda ka lang naniniwala pag ukol sa panahon ang balita.
24. Sintonado pa ang Eraserheads habang nag-ja-jamming sa Club Dredd.
25. Tinuruan kang mag-toning ng iyong nanay dahil kay Johnny Midnite.
26. Naglalagay ka ng pyramid sa tabi ng iyong unan para good vibes.
27. Nilalagyan mo ng watch-guard ang iyong Swatch.


28. Herbert Bautista was a campus politician.
29. P18 to $1 ang palitan sa black market.
30. May black market pa noon.
31. Illegal pa ang mga paputok.
32. Ang paborito mong tsokolate ay Chocnut at Mallows.


Hanggang ngayon, totoo to!

33. Drag race sa Greenhills at Corinthians.
34. Kumain sa Burger machine o sa Goodahhhh ng madaling araw.
35. Usong sayaw ay "Swing" at cool ka kung mahilig ka sa "Jazz".
36. Pag-summer umaakayat kayong barkada sa Baguio para makipag- sosyalan.
37. Swaret sa Assumption, Poveda, Mary Knoll, St.Paul's, St. Scho.


Umm, I think it's soiree...

38. Sa Party. Lassalians nagsasayaw, Ateneans nagsososyalan, Bedans kumakain...
39. Marami pang Mestizo at Mestiza noon...
40. Masarap pang mamasyal at pomorma anytime / anywhere / anyday.

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