A Different Me.. Hopefully...

We were practicing our "dance presentation" for quite some time now and in order for the rest of us to memorize the steps, our choreographer recorded a video of us "dancing". Two things that I observed while I am watching the video - First, I am not a dance diva. I can follow the steps but I certainly lack the sort of "gracefulness" that one needs in ordered to be called one. And second, I look like a giant marshmallow or a jiggling jell-o! Ahhh! Why do I have to watch that darn video? It kind of make me feel "so conscious" of how I look like when I'm dancing (which is not that bad but not that good either! Sigh!) and it made me "so very conscious" of how I look. I mean, I know that I was kind of chubby! Oh well! Great! After watching the video I now considered myself F-A-T or as we normally joked  - a dinosaur or an elephant! I remember my older brother telling me that I looked like a giant exclamation point but I ignored him because he normally teases me. I know I'm being harsh to myself, but it's exactly what I think of "me" after I looked on that dance video. 

Reality bites but it made me think that I need to start doing something now! As in NOW! I need to have a strict diet and have lots of workouts that can make me trim any excess kilograms. I know it's kind of hard since "diet" makes me think that I am depriving myself the food that I can afford to eat and workouts bore me to death! I know it's hard (maybe harder for me than anybody else) but I've got to try at least! Less food intake and exhaustion may mean a lower level of sanity for my part but with practice I think I can get used to that! It will be worth the try! A different me... physically!

I need to think positive! Think positive! Think positive! (I am thinking that now!) And always look on the bright side of things. I need to lose weight because it might make me vulnerable to having any heart-related ailments, hypertension and all sorts of illness that can lead to extinction. And in order to do that I need to focus! Focus! Focus! Focus! I think I need to have this embedded to my brain from now on:

Less food intake. Eat moderately. Watch what you eat.  

Drink water - gallons of it.

As much as I hate it, I need to perspire! Work-out!

Think of those girly dresses that you can wear when you go "there" and the sexy shoes! (@_@)

No pain, no gain!

I can do it! Aja!

The Artist In Me: Coffee, Tea or Me?

Coffee, tea or me? Such an enticing offer right? Well, I am not offering any coffee or tea, much more offering myself... for now.. Take note, for now... Hahahaha! Oh well, I was looking at one of my new fave blogsites and in a few clicks I was able to find this very "interesting" painting with the artist's interpretation of "Coffee, Tea or Me?" . I know it's kind of "odd" for me to post it and I know it would definitely put a "big question mark" my friends' faces. But well, however "scandalous" it might look like, an art is still an art. And I appreciate art very well.

"Coffee, Tea or Me?"

Song Hits: I Fall to Pieces - Patsy Cline

As I was checking on one of my favorite blogsites, I browsed over a song excerpt from Patsy Cline's "I Fall to Pieces". To some of you who are not familiar with the song (well, who can blame you? this song is from way-to-the-nth-power back), here's how it goes..

What Happens Next?

After the Halloween Dress-Your-Cube contest, it's time to say goodbye to all of the "horrifying" things that we used including the eerie skull with red and blue blinking eyes, the old gown that we used for the headless bride and the scary masks that we have used as heads for the raped and murder victims. The group decided to raffle them so that somebody can take care of "them".

Addie won and had the opportunity to take care of one of the scary masks. I got to borrow it and thought sadly while looking at the mask, "What will happen to you next?" Is the thing just for halloween? So I went goofing around asking people on how can they make the scary mask useful for their everyday lives. And here are some of the answers.

• You can use it in a shuttle so that nobody will know that you are sleeping.
• You can use it if you forgot to put sunblock on your face and you need to go out.
• You can use it if you want to rob a bank.
• You can use it after you had a facial.



"Am I just a Halloween thing?" - Scary Mask while sobbing



 I am still looking for possible, fun, weird and out-of-this-world answers. If you have any suggestions that you think will fit in, just go ahead and put it in the comments. Hehehehe!

Quotable Quotes 11-10-2010

I decided to add another collection of thoughts. Similar to the my usual "The Artist in Me" posts that contains my normal "art" blogs, I am adding "Quotable Quotes" that will show the some funny quotes from me and my friends from time to time.

"Happiness is directly proportional to your expectations." - Adeline

"Your level of sanity is directly proportional to your food intake." - Melai

Powdered what??

The benefit about having married friends is that you get to know those "marriage-and-baby related" things for free. You can discuss about taboo subject like sex and be very educational about it. And you get to know the pains of childbirth and the procedures under a CS operation. You get to know what IE means and how many cm's you need to be before you got into full labor. And you got to know things like gestational diabetes and pelvimetry. You get to know the price of milk in the market and the complexities of choosing diaper on a budget without sacrificing the quality. You can get tips as well on how NOT to burn bottles while sterilizing them. And of course you get the benefits of knowing the pro's and con's of breastfeeding.

During one of our "casual" lunch talks at the cafateria last week. Some weird ideas suddenly came out when we got to touch the BREASTFEEDING topic. Yes, peeps, we "normally" discuss these things during lunchtime, while having roast pork and a can of Coke, unto which I am really grateful because we got to skip those "bloody" normal birthing method and the whole "cutting" caesarian procedures (which makes my knees weak, and I mean literally weak) for a change. Wheeww!

The discussion was actually triggered by a commercial whose message is that the pets' milk are for pets, and cow's milk for your kids? Sounds right to me. We should be giving kiddos human milk! And there goes the mind boggling idea of how come we do not have any powdered breastmilk available in the market now? And mind you guys, WE are serious!

And then we discuss how can we produce POWDERED BREASTMILK? Oh well, we can leave the process of converting it to powder to the experts since they are currently using it for converting cow's milk from liquid to powder form and be available for market consumption. Then we discuss the complexity of how can we extract that much breastmilk in order to make it to full production? Do you think a human can have the same amount of milk that a cow can produce? Or since we know that only those "new moms" have the ability to produce milk, is there like a way for not-pregnant moms, single ladies and even men to lactate? Can we have like a lactating pill or something? How can we do the extracting of milk process for humans for mass production? I mean, why can't we donate milk the way we donate blood?

I told you that this topic is really weird! But it helps us for a moment to think and be amused at the same time.

When Kalamay Addict Meets Forbidden Heels

This is really great! I am browsing Google to search for a new template and I was able to tumble on a design that I think would look great if I decided to chose "Forbidden Heels" for my blog name. I do like the design very much, though some of my colleagues think that it's not me because of the girly-pinkish theme. Hehehehe.. It's not "homey" like the one that I previously used with pictures hanging anywhere and a brownish-woodish style, but I would like to try it though for some time and see if it feels right. It's like Kalamay Addict meets Forbidden Heels - a mere contrast of jologs and sosi.

The Artist in Me: Confusion

I am waiting for that moment to come. Nervousness and anticipation. When that moment came, I am happy. I knew that my prayers and birthday wish to Mama Mary were granted. Then it became "I "was" happy and a little sad". And now I am quite afraid as well. 

On this new chapter in my life, I am confused and unsure of what will happen next. Will I be making the right decision? Will I be contented? Will I be successful? And most of all, will I be happy? Again, confusion. 

My hands began to work and start searching for the Paint section in my computer and clicked on a clear "canvass". Then my hands started to work, letting myself choose the colors that I want to spray on the blank "canvass" based on how I feel. When I got the colors blended, I found myself wanting more. Then I choose to play around until I was contented and felt my heart said "It's fine! You're done!". This time, I let my OC-ness skip and say to hell with lines and balance (which I normally aim for) and just let myself go with the flow. 

Here's the extent of how I feel today and I am calling it "Confusion". 

Confusion by Melai 11/05/2010 2:11PM

I am the kind of person who believes that "Everything happens for a reason" and I know that this new chapter in my life will be (i hope it will definitely be) exciting and fun. 

The Artist in Me: Something French

Puzzled by what I always saw on the covers of Vogue and other fashion magazines, I always wanted to go to Milan and Paris - which are classified to be the fashion capitals during my younger years. Well, I was able to fulfill my lifelong plan of going to Milan due to my biz trip there mid-part this year - a really fortunate thing on my part. So that leaves me to go to one more place - Paris. I can see myself strolling along Avenue des Champs-Élysées while taking a glimpse of expensive shopping places and a view of Arc de Triomphe. 

Avenue des Champs-Élysées and Arc de Triomphe

Well, I do hope that someday, somehow my footsteps will mark the concrete floors of the famous Champs just like the lady on Louis Anquetin's painting below. Hope springs eternal. 

Woman on the Champs-Élysées by night (c. 1891) by Louis Anquetin (1861-1932)

It Makes Me Wonder

I usually checked my FB account. You know just to keep in touch and informed with my friends' lives. Heheehehe... And of course if you normally checked your FB you can see your friends' samu't-saring status messages from the smallest things that they do to the complications of their marital status. It just makes me wonder.. 

• How come some people post where they are? A good example of this the status message "Hanging around at Starbucks ATC". My gulay gosh! It's good if they do not have any stalkers, but what if they do right? It's a creepy thing to think of. Eeekkkss..  
• How come some people make "yabang"? There is a thing or application in FB wherein you can post the cities that you've been to. It's like more of posting the countries you've been to. Ung iba naku... mega post..  Haaay... If ang ibig nilang sabihin ng cities eh city talaga... Maraming makakagamit ng apps na ito... Like Quezon City, Dipolog City, Cebu City, Davao City... Hahahahaha! Isa na ko dun... Nyehehe... 
• How come most people post their status messages in English? Instead of posting something like.. "holy crap... what the???" why not post something like "Anak ng tinapa.. ano ba??"..
• How come people only post something "sosi"? Like "is at Starbucks' drinking my extra-hot caramel machiatto" why not post something jologs naman like "is here at Aling Iska's gotohan" of some sort or pwede din namang "is enjoying Mang Gabby's pisbolan" or "is making tambay here in Aling Simang's Sari Sari Store drinking gin bulag" Hahahahaha! Ang dating nito is some kind of sosing jologs di ba? Heheehehe.. 

I like the fourth best... hahahahaha!