Boy or Girl March 31, 2009

Intramuros 2008 with Rovy and the Korean pips

I saw this picture stored in my USB. I can’t help but smile. Well anyway, I made up my mind that I should blog often for fun.

I dunno if it’s just me, but I find it really funny when gays at tv shows dressed up like real women and they start talking with their husky male voices.

I remember few years back, when I was still working at OMF Lit, Ate Kaye resigned (oh by the way she just got married yey!). Ate Bless our HR passed a memo that we’re looking for a copy writer to replaced her position. I called Ate Bless and surprisingly she didn’t recognized my voice.

Me: Hi Good afternoon! I saw your ad that you’re looking for a male/female for the copy writer position.

Ate Bless: Yes. Can I get your name?

Me: Well I am a male and a female. I think qualified. My name is Georgia Gorgina but you can call me Gigi for short.

I think she already got the cue that it was me. She was choking with laughter so she hanged up the phone. After a minute or two,  I got a call from Kuya Aleks, he was the creative head that era. hahaha. seee. news like that travel fast.

By the way I almost got a memo. HAHAHA. Kidding.

For Kuya Ago March 17, 2009

(December 2009 with the Panda)

It’s been almost a week late I know. And Tensai already did one for you (but hey eulogies are my thing you know.)

Dear Kuya Ago,

Thank you for living up that ideal best-boy-kuya-friend I ever dreamt of. For being my constant Valentine’s date when my prince is still searching for me. Thank you for sharing me your creativity, wisdom, thoughts, problems, success, life and yes, emo moments.

Thank you for ‘delivering’ me safely to the dorm when the theater practice went from one to sawa. Thank you for always bringing hankies, cause they were so useful when I get so emotional about things. Thank you for not “sharing” me with your friends, because I am THAT special!

You saw me bloom inside and out. You saw me fell-in love and listened as my heart cried out when it didn’t worked out. (poor hankies and countless tissues.hahaha.) You were honest to boldyak my face when its all my fault. But you are also compassionate and kind to stick with me even if…it was my fault.

I remembered during a sleep-over at your place, you thought I was sleeping and you and Christian were talking about me (KALA NYO HA!). You were talking about… hahaha secret! Although our family was “three” and now were just two. (shucks bigla kong na-miss si Christian! hanapin nga natin yun!) I know there will be no break-ups nor letting go, cause you will always be my kuya ago.

And someday, when you find your other half (or when she found you), I’ll be celebrating with you. Cause aside from the fact na may naloko ka, hahaha, someone discovered how much you’re worth! But while God is writing your amazing love story, I’ll be your screening committee okaaaayyyy? HAHAHA!

Here’s to many more Birthdays and Christmas tradition with you! (tagay!)

Habertday!

Labs,
Ivz

Turning 27. March 11, 2009

My mom was 27 when she gave birth to me. After 27 years the baby is now a lady.

I really tried writing my thank you remarks for my mini kiddie party last night. But I got so preoccupied with work and I had a migraine the other night (my real birth date!) so I just relied on my expertise, impromptu speech, which I consider almost a complete blah blah. My gasps the MC (Jacky, who turned out to be a hands-down excellent MC) asked me what my birthday wish was, I got metal blocked and said moneyssss and world peace hahaha. (well that’s a first since I used to wish boyfriend, which now I have, thank you very much. hahaha.) WHAT I WAS THINKING!

Now after a much deserved sleep and I’m back to my sane self, I get to process what really turning 27 means to me.

Whenever I make my life about me. I turned out to be so self-absorbed, impatient, worldly, selfish creature who sucks out the life of every healthy Christan friends I have. And at the end of the day I’m still empty, depressed and discontent. And instead of encouragement I tend to say words that are discouraging or prideful not being aware that I did because out of the abundance of the heart the mouth speaks.

Whenever I pursue God and make my ultimate life goal is to bring Him glory, even if I turned out empty handed, I have peace and joy. I see myself worthless and little compared to His whole creation. I am humbled how He loves me and use me despite of me being “myself.” Whenever I pursue God I careless about being on top, getting applause or praises from people I look up to. Its easy to be gracious and patient knowing and understanding God’s grace and patience to my own learning curves.

As the boyfriend says it, “Following Christ is making unpopular decisions, but we can never experience greater joy if we don’t.”

Twenty-seven years of God’s faithfulness, now that I know Him, I see no reason why stop. Being 27 to me means surrendering the past and trusting the future…. all of it before God’s throne.