At the Krispy Kreme VIP Launch Party; Are we really the “new media?”

28 June 2007     •     11 Comments
Tech Things

I remember reading an entry of Abe’s where he asked if we (the bloggers) are cut out for the hustle and bustle of the press when he joined Kiko Pangilinan’s caravan to Laoag. Frankly speaking, I can’t help but ask the same.

My husband and I joined a number of bloggers (Abe and his brother Ryan, Noemi with “kids” Lauren and Marielle, Ajay with her twins and her friend Nina, Chris and his wife Apples, and Eric) at the Krispy Kreme Greenhills VIP Launch Party last Tuesday night (thanks for the invite, Blooey). I’ll have to be honest and say that this isn’t the first time I’ve been to a PR event as a blogger, but this was the very first instance when I actually felt what it’s like to be “part” of the media without my father.

Krispy Kreme Greenhills VIP Launch Party

I’m not trying to be humble or anything, but as I commented to Abe, I felt small. And it’s not because of my height either. Read more

Meme, meme, meme!

24 June 2007     •     5 Comments
Daily Dose

I’ve said it before, and I’m saying it again: there really are a lot of memes going around. So instead of piling meme posts on this blog (I have done so much that I should be renaming Kutitots to “The Meme Blog” soon), I compiled these two tags I got from Aileen and Ely sometime ago.

Let’s start with the embarrassing one, then I’ll just redeem myself with the more serious meme.

So… What’s my funniest childhood memory? Read more

Women from Venus, Men from Mars, and Krispy Kreme from Greenhills!

22 June 2007     •     11 Comments
Daily Dose

There are times that sometimes I feel like I’m a freak of nature, being able to pass up “girly stuff” without being a stereotyped lesbian. I don’t like spending hours on make-up (well, I’m allergic), and I particularly like “boy sports” like basketball, soccer, baseball and track instead of girl-dominated ones like volleyball (sorry hon hehehe). I only go to the bathroom to pee. And I say what I want directly instead of resorting to hints that some girls usually do with their boyfriends.

college friends

Well, I guess that’s what I get for hanging out with four boys almost every single day in my college life. Read more


17 June 2007     •     9 Comments
Daily Dose

I like to daydream. And pretty crazy alternate universes they were too. I guess that’s what happens when you have an overactive imagination.

Daydream collage

I daydreamed about all sorts of things. As a kid, I daydreamed I was Supergirl. To my mom’s frustration, I donned a blanket-turned-cape every now and then (my mom complained about how often I soiled her blankets every time I decided it was time for me to turn into Supergirl). I nearly broke bones (and my mom’s patience) during the time I was imagining myself as Pink Five of Bioman. It was a huge relief for her when I became older and daydreamed about getting married instead of imagining myself jumping incredible heights or flying.

I’m married now, but yes, I still daydream. Read more

Help a man get an artificial eye and source of income

14 June 2007     •     3 Comments
Daily Dose

I’ve actually been meaning to blog about something else, but I got an email from Marc Macalua this morning which I think is more important. His email told the sad story of Norberto Roxas, a man who lost his eye due to extreme cruelty and violence.

Roxas came from an underprivileged family who took up the job in the fishing industry upon graduating from JRI Orion. If his family only had the means, he would have had a better career. In one unfortunate accident, Roxas had an encounter with a tricycle and damaged a foot. But that wasn’t the worse. Read more

Only in the Philippines!

12 June 2007     •     2 Comments
Daily Dose

And here’s another meme! (There seem to be a lot going around lately…)

Post card back view

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Interview questions from Migs

8 June 2007     •     10 Comments
Daily Dose Family Stuff

There are a lot of things I write (and don’t write) on this blog that says a lot about me. Observant people, like Juned for example, can actually read right through my entries. I can be pretty cryptic about things that bother me, but I guess that’s the liar-repellent shield I have working 😛 That’s probably why I’m quite curious about what other people would ask me should I give them the liberty to ask me five questions about anything, and everything.

Here are my answers to Migs’ five questions… Read more

Filipinos and text-messaging

4 June 2007     •     7 Comments
Daily Dose Tech Things

I’ve always considered my dad as a tad bit more tech-savvy than the “average” dad (well, at least those who don’t blog). Heck, his cameras are way, way out of my league.

I guess I’ve been so used to seeing my dad salivate over the newest tech gadgets, that it didn’t seem odd when he started texting. My dad and I got our first mobile phones back in 1998 (you know, those really bulky Motorola phones? They seemed so cool back then), and our first SMS-enabled phone a year after. Once my dad and I learned how to text, we finally abandoned our pagers, which used to be the rave when texting wasn’t popular yet.

Texting text-messaging

Maybe the reason why I thought it seemed natural for my dad to be texting was because I’ve always gotten the “daddy-ish” messages from him like, “where are you” or “what time are you going home.” It was annoying, but at least it didn’t seem weird.

But when an aunt, uncle or grandma texts me, I can’t help but feel a bit strange—especially when they seemed to understand “text speak” better than I do. Read more

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