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Assignment #4: Am I Weird?

Because I asked for it…

Jane set me up with this weird one. Also, I just realized that I was tagged by Jen with this meme a few eons ago (sorry Jen, anesthesia!). Better late than never, right?

Surprisingly, I had a hard time coming up with my answers. Either I’m not as weird as I thought I am, and I’m actually quite normal… and it’s the rest of the world that’s weird? Whaddayathink? :D

Mechanics:
The writer will create a blog about the 6 weird things/habits about himself.

People who get tagged will have to post a blog of their own telling 6 weird things/habits about themselves.

At the end of your 6 weird things/habits, you need to choose 6 people that you would like to tag and list their names.

My Answers:

1. I dont eat beef. But I have an exception: hamburgers. Extra yummy hamburgers.

2. Contrary to popular belief, I am actually very shy [insert your violent reaction here!]. In fact, I am almost always perceived as aloof by people whom I meet for the very first time (basically because I hardly talk!). It gets really bad when I am around people I do not know. So bad, really, that whenever we go out, it’s usually my hubby who asks for directions, places our orders, complains to, or converses with other people. In fact, at the drive thru (which I hate hate hate going to), even when I’m in the driver’s seat, I make hubby order (i.e. yell at the order box/speaker) from the passenger side. He’s also the one who calls customer service for my (technical or otherwise) problems, and I make him answer my phone when I don’t recognize the number on the caller ID.

3. I hardly panic. It usually takes a (whole, whole, whole) lot of stress and convincing (e.g. “meeya, we need to panic. now!”) to ruffle my feathers. It’s abnormal, really.

4. I can’t leave my home without a nice purse.

5. To my husband’s relief, I have an almost minute interest in jewelry. Right now, the only real pieces of jewelry that I have are my engagement and wedding rings, as well as a pair of pearl earrings which I reserve for special ocassions. I do accept gifts, though *ehem ehem*. :D

6. When something needs to get done and nobody wants to do it, I would almost always step up. I hate not finishing something that has already been started. I need closure!!! (And I do get into a lot of trouble by volunteering myself too much and by dragging my poor innocent hubby along, hehehe.)

Bonus Track: I can live on water and Ben and Jerry’s New York Super Fudge Chunk alone. But if I do that, I probably won’t live very long. Hehe.

Now, 6 people to tag, eh? If you, all six of you, love Weird Al Yankovic, you’re tagged!

Assignment #3: Easy Q&A

Because I asked for it…

Here’s a fairly easy tag from Mamah Liezl. Hmm, let’s see…

Describe yourself in one word
:: Cute (odiba, lakasan lang ng fighting spirit yan)

The one thing you try to do everyday
:: Diet

Food you’re craving for
:: Juanchito’s Bibingka (for three years running)

Name of your first pet
:: Jack (kasi Jack Terrier siya, mwehehe)

Fave chocolate
:: Fauchon. Pero any will do. Hindi naman ako maselan, hehehe.

Fave book
:: Madami eh. (I got a tag from Duke about books, though. Coming soon!)

Fave day and time of the week
:: All day Saturday

Fave cartoon character
:: Dati si Buttercup ng Powerpuff Girls, pero ngayon si Dora na.

Fave street food
:: The squid balls sa may Zuellig.

Fave childhood game
:: Chinese garter

What makes a person attractive
:: Masipag maligo

Do you have a crush on someone
:: Yeap

[BETWEEN THE TWO]

Morning or night
:: Night

What’s scarier–spiders or snakes?
:: Snakes

Titanic or Pearl Harbor
:: Kung movie na gusto - Titanic
:: Kung tragedy na mae-experience - Pearl Harbor (wala ka na kasing matatakbuhan pag lumulubog na ang Titanic)

[RECENTLY]

How you celebrated your last birthday
:: Had a small party at home.

Latest treasure
:: Still is my Family.

Latest addiction
:: Bituing Walang Ningning

Last song you listened to
:: I Am Not My Hair (India Arie)

Things that keep you occupied
:: Ninna, Ninna, & Ninna

One thing you’d love to do today
:: Go to the Beach

Leisure plans for this month
:: Supposedly, Myrtle Beach. Maybe next month na lang.

What to do after this
:: It’s time for my daily fix. Magpapakalulong na sa Bituing Walang Ningning.

Assignment #2 : Ten Before The Four-Oh

Because I asked for it…

Judy instructed me to write down 10 things I’d like to do/pursue/have before the kwarenta-kariton rolls in. Gosh, I can’t even imagine myself being that old. Forty is my mom (well, actually she’s turning sixty but I still think of her as forty). Forty is Andy Stitzer (nyehehe). Forty is Madonna. Madonna?? Hmm…

O sige na nga, pwede na rin. :D

Here’s my list (and it’s not in any particular order of priority). Good luck to me!

Number One: To have (one or two) more kids.
Yeap, I’d like to take advantage of my ovaries and uterus while they are still in working order.

Number Two: To be a homeowner.
I want roots. I want a house in this planet that I can decorate, make a mess of, and truly call home. I don’t plan on living this current nomadic life of ours forever. We have no choice right now but, someday, we will have a choice… and a family room… and a yard… and a white picket fence… and an accent wall that is not white…

Number Three: To lose 30 pounds.
I’d like to fit into a size 4 (at least) and finally have cheekbones. I want to look and feel healthy and fabulous at forty. I want to seriously take up Yoga, or try my hand again at any sport (maybe go back to Fencing or something), or just purchase that elliptical trainer I’ve been continually yearning for (unfortunately, this thing’ll depend on my Number Two because I don’t want to be lugging around that huge mechanical thing everytime we move).

Number Four: To go back to school.
My drama: “hindi ako nakatapos ng pag-aaral kasi maaga akong nag-asawa”. Harhar. Ok, so that may be stretching it a bit. Fact is, I got married at 27 and never got to finish my Masters. I have yet to write (and defend) a thesis in order to march towards my diploma (with Jimmy Choos hopefully peeping out from under my toga). But I hope to finish it someday. Yeah, hopefully before I’m forty. Or fifty. Or sixty.

Number Five: To learn another language.
They say the faculty for learning a language gets weaker as we grow older. I vow to put that weakening faculty on the elliptical trainer, if you know what I mean. Che cosa pensate? I’m sure it will be helpful with Number Six.

Number Six: To go to Egypt.
And Greece. And Italy. And the Great Wall of China. And the Eiffel Tower. And Angkor Wat. And Scotland. And the Maldives. And Australia. And Machu Picchu. And the Taj Mahal. And the Vatican. And Outer Space. And that would even be greater if I could…

Number Seven: Learn to fly an Airplane.
Secretly, I have always wanted to become a pilot. Astig di ba?

Number Eight: Meet Ate Shawie and Ninang Vi in person.
Enough said.

Number Nine: To have a written work of mine published in a major literary journal.
The New Yorker, perhaps? Nyah, hahaha. Seriously, I’m not trying to be JK Rowling-ish (you know, stay-at-home mom becomes milyonarya. on second thought…), I just want to be published in a major way. Aside from the sense of immortality that it will bring me, I could also use the huge amount of money I’m going to be paid so I can…

Number Ten: Own an Hermes Birkin
I know this won’t happen on my housewife’s allowance. So I am counting on The New Yorker (and possibly the royalties I’ll get when they turn my piece into a screenplay) to pay for my lovely 35cm crocodile.

Ok ba Ninang Judy? :D

Assignment #1: My Ideal Guy

Because I asked for it…

Mel told me to list down 8 things that make a guy ideal to me. Well, in that case, I’d like The Guy (TG) to be:

1. PIOUS
I remember a bit of advice my lola gave me about finding my lifetime partner. She said to look for a guy who goes to church, especially one who sits near the altar. She said that a man who sits near God is always preferable to a guy who sits near a cerbeza in a cabaret. True enough, I grew up admiring guys who had a special relationship with God. The good ones I know have an inner strength that sets them apart from the rest of the boys. They are humble in the face of accomplishment, respectful towards every breathing organism, and ooze integrity in the face of adversity. Surely, a man who can find the time and energy to serve a Higher Being will definitely find the time to share his love and devotion to his fellowmen, i.e. his family, friends, or eventually his wife. And I’d like to be a wife to that kind of man.

2. ADVENTUROUS
TG must be willing to try anything once. It doesn’t have to be anything extreme like bungee-jumping or skydiving (but it would definitely be ok if he’d agree to it!), but simply having the courage to leave his comfort zone for a while in order to indulge my crazy ideas (and I definitely have many!) will give him extra pogi points.

Experience teaches us a lot of things. It helps us grow wiser. By doing things even just for the sake of adventure gives us the kind of experience that books can’t teach. Someday, as a parent, I’d like to be able to make informed decisions for our kids based on the fact that we’ve actually “been there and done that”. Not only would it make us “cool parents” but it also makes our moral ascendancy over our kids more credible. Besides, I don’t want to be stuck forever with a man who refuses to learn or try new things. That would make for a very boring relationship, don’t you think? Arthritic or not, I want TG to be climbing mountains with me for the rest of our lives.

3. AMBITIOUS
In a good way, of course. TG has to have a dream. A goal. He has to be someone who always strives to become better than he is. He will not be content to just earn money - he has to have fulfillment. He will not settle for mediocre - he has to be a trailblazer. Being able to reach his full potential is the best way to show how much he is thankful for the talents and skills he has been blessed with.

More importantly, although I want TG to never stop trying to be a better man, husband, and father, I also want TG to be the kind of guy who is ever grateful for his achievements and knows when to pause to savor his achievements. I’d want to be able to have a long life with TG and that won’t happen if he dies early from over-exhaustion, or if he’s committed to a mental institution for work-induced psychosis.

4. PRESENTABLE
I’ve been told that good hygiene is a form of good manners. That said, I’d like TG to have the best manners.

He doesn’t have to be Sam Milby pogi (although for the sake of my children’s genetic make-up I hope he’s close), as long as he dresses tastefully, is neat, smells good, and will not frighten my parents with his caveman-inspired getup, he’s ok by me. I also prefer that TG has a presentable home and workspace, as well. One can tell a lot from the way he organizes his stuff and picks up after himself. No one wants to marry a slob, right?

Presentability should transcend beyond his clothing to something that seeps through his entire being. For a guy to take the time and the effort to dress well or be neat for his beloved (or her family, friends, or puppy) shows a great deal of consideration on his part. That, to me, is what matters.

5. INTELLIGENT
I don’t mean MENSA-smart. I just prefer someone who is conversationally articulate, well-read, has a good sense of humor, has a long attention span, assertive, decisive, and street-smart. Basically, someone doesn’t consider Yeah and Duh as sentences.

6. ROMANTIC
Poetry, music, flowers, a back rub, the occasional candlelit dinner, HHWWPSSP, and a white stallion with which he rescues me from my (many crazy incidents of) distress. TG should be the kind of man who will never let the ugliness of reality intrude scurrilously on the magic of our relationship. We all need some romance in our lives if we are to live happily ever after.

7. A FEMINIST
Now, I don’t mean feminine or effeminate. Lord knows, I don’t want to be married to a guy who feels, acts, and thinks that he is prettier than me. That’s way too much competition in the relationship, if you ask me. Quite simply, I want to be the pretty one in the relationship.

By the term ‘Feminist’, I just mean a man who respects the role of a woman as an equal partner in a relationship. A wife is not a servant, a yaya, a prostitute, a punching bag, or a cash cow to be milked for all her worth. I’m sure the world has turned around since the Middle Ages. Hopefully, bagging a gender-sensitive guy in this day and age won’t be much of a problem. By all means, we all deserve a feminist man in our lives.

8. COMMITTED
‘Forever’ is a word that scares many a grown men. All I ask is that when a man gives his promise to love and honor, to serve and protect, for better or for worse, for richer for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love me alone and only, until death do us part, he damn well better keep that promise. Yun lang. :D

Now lemme see how TG compares with AP (Ang Pinakasalan).

#1: Check! What can I say, I have a devout husband - the ultimate pogi-point. AP’s demeanor as a husband, father, friend, worker, and son says a lot about how he puts his belief into action. You should see how many people he has touched and inspired with his faith. Including me.

#2: Check! AP has travelled all around Europe alone, has worked in Africa, speaks four languages, engages in at least four different sports, once had long, shiny, one-length rocker hair, rode a scary roller coaster with me (once!), bathed a sweet tiny infant for two whole months, and bravely eats my cooking. If that’s not adventurous, I don’t know what is!

#3: Check! AP’s goal, when he was still single, was to make obscene amounts of money. Now, his realistically simple yet lofty goal is to keep our small family fed, clothed, sheltered, and loved beyond our wildest dreams. That’s ambitious enough for me.

#4: Check! AP is almost always more impeccably dressed than I am. For the record, Sam Milby has nothing on my hubby. Booyah! Oh, one more thing, I have also realized that in this relationship, I am the slob. Yikes!

#5: Check! He married me, didn’t he? So that means he’s the smartest guy in the world.

#6: Check! Example: The other day, I was browsing through Francis M’s multiply site. I came across some pics of him with his wife, Pia. So I told hubby: “wow, tignan mo sila o? parang sobrang mahal na mahal ni kiko si pia!”. Without missing a beat, hubby says: “para palang ako sa iyo”. Kilig!!! (Hindi na kailangan ng puting kabayo! Hehe!)

#7: Check, I guess. He respects me as his equal but at the same time, he treats me like a queen by insisting that he singularly brings home the paycheck for our family. Who am I to say no to that?

#8: Check! And something tells me we’ll live happily ever after.

Wow, believe me, I didn’t carry around this list back then and yet I seem to have ended up with my TG. Or maybe I’ve just molded my ideal man around the guy I ended up marrying. Either way, I have the best deal. I have just enumerated 8 more reasons why I love my husband.

I guess there’s a someone for all of us out there, it’s just a matter of accepting the fact that no one is perfect. Not even us.

So although our TG may not be the perfect one, I’m pretty sure he’s the right one.



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