February 24, 2013

SEASONS CHANGE


Radio used to be my company during mornings, and by radio I mean The Morning Rush with Chico and Delle. However, since Gino joined the duo and changed the dynamics to The Kikay Barkada, it’s just not the same anymore. Don’t get me wrong, I’m happy for their success now, I still love Chico and Delle, but I really just can’t stomach Gino anymore. I hate it how I have to sacrifice not listening to the original duo — laugh with them like I used to and listen to their interesting conversations, just because there’s this one guy that makes me cringe every time he opens his mouth.

Whatever Gino’s bringing to the table is just not my cup of tea. Chico and Delle will always have my adoration and respect though. Sure, I might tune in once in a while but probably not as a daily routine like it was anymore. I wish I enjoy Gino, but no.

So now, to make the most out of the two-hour trip to the office every morning, I’ve started to bring a book with me. I feel lucky that I don’t get dizzy or nauseous whenever I read a book or watch a movie in a moving vehicle now, considering that I used to barf on air-conditioned cars/buses when I was a kid. I used to read e-books too on my phone but then it was snatched from me while on a bus just about a month ago, so there.

I’m currently hanging out with Toru and Naoko of Norwegian Wood, by Haruki Murakami. I’ve bought this book months ago and got to read a few pages but I got bored too early on the reading. I don’t know what was up with me that time because I’m enjoying reading it now.

Seasons change, I guess :)

February 18, 2013

DIG IN


We all have been guilty of joining the bandwagon that takes a photo of their meal before eating it. Sure, nobody cares what and where I ate, but maybe it’s not so much about the food itself.

People take photos of their food probably because there’s more to it than an answer to a grumpy stomach. Maybe it’s because we want to remember, not the meal, but the moment spent over it. A meaningful conversation. A comfortable silence. A similar interest that nudges you to dig in.