Hello, Tessie

I’ll make this short and sweet:
It’s an honor to be your daughter—and I swear, having the same shoe size as I am is only the big, fat cherry on top of the awesome sundae that you are. Today is Mother’s Day, but guess what? I love you every day. <3

On Maurice Sendak, Still

I already blogged about Maurice Sendak’s passing last night, but today, after reading highlights of his interviews with Terry Gross over the years, I found that my grief over his loss is greater than I thought. I am heartbroken. I feel like a lost a parent or a friend. And now that I think of it, he was somehow both to me.

The last time I had felt this way over someone I’ve never even met was August of last year, when National Artist for Literature, and Silliman University National Writers Workshop founder Dr. Edith Tiempo passed away. And now, I’m reminded again of how the great people are leaving this great earth one by one, day by day.

“I have nothing now but praise for my life. I’m not unhappy. I cry a lot because I miss people. They die and I can’t stop them. They leave me and I love them more. … What I dread is the isolation. … There are so many beautiful things in the world which I will have to leave when I die, but I’m ready, I’m ready, I’m ready.” ~ Maurice Sendak, 2011

Goodbye, old friend. See you where the wild things are, someday.

Adam Yauch, 47

Beastie Boys’ MCA finally succumbed to cancer :( Rest in peace, dear sir.

May the Fourth be with you!

I’m staying in for the most part today, but that won’t stop me from wearing my Star Wars shirt. Yes, I’m beginning to suspect that I may have a shirt for everything.

Anyway, my Star Wars quote for this year is: “Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you?”~ Yoda, Episode V - The Empire Strikes Back. Needless to say, this is very apt given my weight and height situation. Haha.

Have a good one this year! And careful with those lightsabers!

Good Deed of the Day

Since yesterday was Labor Day and banks were closed, Ma had to send my allowance through LBC’s cash remittance services. She didn’t text me the exact amount of her padala plus I don’t really have a fixed allowance, so I left that part of the remittance form blank. I figured that if the customer rep needed it, I could just text my ma anyway. I wasn’t asked, so after receiving the money, I left for Robinsons, bought movie tickets, went grocery shopping—you get the picture.

Just this noon, Ma texted me the usual how-are-yous, and for some unknown, weird reason (gut-feel? intuition?), I went off-topic and asked her how much money she sent me over LBC. Turns out, the rep gave me ₱ 2,000 more than I should’ve gotten. I’m not going to lie: I was disappointed to find that I’m actually ₱ 2,000 poorer than I was in the last 24 hours. HAHA. But I also figured that the rep mustn’t have slept very well last night, so just a few minutes ago, I went back to LBC and returned the excess. The rep happened to be there, and when I returned the money, she literally grabbed my hand to shake it, said “thank you” for what was probably ten times or more, and grinned from ear to ear. The other reps cheered like we were in some party. Even as I left for the door, they were still calling out their thanks. It was kind of embarrassing and funny, but it felt good all the same.

Ma, if you’re reading this, how does a ₱ 2,000 allowance raise sound? Love, your good girl of a daughter.

Sexytimes with Bon Iver

Thanks to an article by the Huffington Post, I got to discover this relatively new awesome space on the Internet dedicated to Justin Vernon (Bon Iver) and his sexy sensitivity. I swear I could feel myself blush-melt-repeat while going through the posts. Go see for yourself, but don’t say I didn’t warn you.

Oh yeah. As it turns out, it’s also the man’s birthday today! Therefore, I have an excuse to come up with a Bon Iver erotica of my own:

I was on the floor feeding the rescue cat we adopted when I felt Bon Iver staring at me. Before I could ask, he blurted out, “Love can hardly leave the room with your heart.” I smiled, “That’s a song right there.” He nodded and rushed to pick me up, and we made love the whole afternoon. Michicant was born.

It’s official: this is my favorite meme to date! HAHA. I love you, Bon Iver! <3