Ramblings On Gorgeous Looking Koreans on TV

I am again stuck, jammed and fixed over a Korean TV series.  And the stars of Start Up – the Korean TV I am baffled with – are just seriously gorgeous.  They seem to have been blessed by the angels and kissed by the heavens to possess flawless radiant skin, fit physique and impeccable angelic faces.  They are beautiful!

Nam Joo-hyuk… beautiful even when asleep!

Bae Suzy… loads of pretty-ness!

My niece is five months pregnant now.  Here in the Philippines we have the strong cultural notion and belief that during conception, the baby’s physical attributes is strongly influenced by the mother’s habitual activities and mental state during pregnancy.  We indiscreetly believe that there is a direct correlation between what the pregnant mother usually eats and perceives with that of the physical attributes and personality of the baby when born. 

I in particular, when my mom was pregnant on me, according to her, she irrationally craved and would usually gobble bowls of coconut milk in one seating.  That is why she was not surprised when I was born my skin was a little lighter as compared to my siblings and fairer than the usual brown-chocolate Malay-Pacific Islander race.  One letdown though, I have attributed my having very oily skin to the  coconut milk loading exploit of my mom during her pregnancy. 

Yeah, unlike the flawless epidermis of Korean stars seen on Netflix whose sweat glands seem to secrete glitters, I suffer from oily skin when I grew up. My face is so oily it could launch another Gulf War on the planet!

the skin that can launch another oil dispute on the planet! Hahaha!

And now that my niece is pregnant, we would often persuade her to spend most of her days watching Korea novelas (also known as K Dramas) with the hopes that her baby would look super gorgeous.  But I know for sure that no matter how my soon to be grandniece or grandnephew would look and behave, he/she would be well loved and cutely gorgeous in his/her own way.  His or her having flawless radiant skin like those gorgeous Koreans would just be but an awesome plus factor.

Those Koreans are so gorgeous!

Thank You For The Rescue

A dear friend who regularly watch out and read my blog posts asked if I again ceased on writing and putting entries in this blog.  I answered no and not yet.  I explained that I cancelled writing about my take on Starbucks’ release of its Christmas holiday cups.   I annulled writing about my suggested technique on how to baste a turkey.  And I refused to write about my rants of not being able to shop during the 11.11 (Nov 11) online sale.

And though I wanted to praise on how blue looks so good on both the states of Georgia and Pennsylvania after the US American elections, I decided to keep quiet.  Reason behind this is because I do not have the gull to write about all these trivial and fun stuffs when my country is experiencing a horrendous devastation brought about by a string of super deadly typhoons.

a huge flood! 

I decided to be a little more sensitive towards the agony felt by my country towards the recent devastations brought about by not just 1 but 4 strong typhoons (named Quinta, Rolly, Siony and Ulysses) that hit my country consecutively in a matter of 2 short weeks.

Its sunny and dry now; the floods have started to recede now; and, the winds are gentler now.  But there are a lot of cleaning, clearing and fixing that needs to be done. I guess I am a little relax now and can write something again now.

My last 2 posts were about saying thanks.  Let this be my 3rd consecutive showing of gratitude then.  This time, let me extend my warmest praise and thanks to the rescuers who put their lives on the line in saving the people who got trapped by the big devastating floods brought about by these typhoons.

thanks paps!

i love this photo!

Their extra ordinary heroic bravery is truly worth all the praises! Thanks for your bravery. Thanks for your service.

Touched by Disney UK!

Disney UK got a cool and heartwarming Christmas advert!  I am particularly touched and moved by this video ad simply because it features bits of the Filipino qualities and culture. 

Mano:  the gentle placing of the back of the hands of your elders to your forehead is a unique Filipino gesture to show sign of respect to elders

Parol & Parol-Making:  a lantern which is made of bamboo sticks and colored paper is a major Christmas symbol of every household in the Philippines.  And it is a common practice that grade school students would create one as a school project during Christmas season so as to have it hanged in their respective houses.  I made a horrible-looking one myself during my young school days!

Simbang Gabi: a Filipino-Catholic tradition of attending midnight Mass at a nearby Catholic church for 9 consecutive nights prior to Christmas Eve.  And since I am wicked, this is one Filipino tradition that I never get to complete!

Recycling of an old cookie tin can:  Lola-s (translation: grandmothers) around the nation would never throw away metal cookie cans.  These would instead be re-used either as a jewelry box, a sewing kit container, an old photos or greeting cards chest or other similar charms, trinkets and mementos that a usual Filipino lola wants to keep.

Thanks Disney UK!  You moved me.

Thanks EU!

No thanks to the geographical location, my country is the customary pathway of strong and deadly tropical storms and typhoons on the planet.  The storm-track here seem so idyllic, we are no longer amazed if three storms would pass by in a week.  Tropical cyclones seem so at home during the rainy season, an average of 20 storms would pass in a year and 25% of which are usually destructive.

Because of these, my poor country is a common recipient of international aid.  These supports usually in millions of dollars would typically come from rich opulent countries.  Just in the recent deadly category-5 tropical cyclone Rolly, the European Union has announced its provision of humanitarian aid funding amounting to 1.3 million euros to affected families in my country.

I don’t know if someone has relayed a huge “thank you”, so let me be one of the few.  Maybe we are so used to receiving international emergency relief assistance that we already forget how to express our gratitude.  Or, maybe it is because we are too busy rebuilding our lives again after a series of destructive natural phenomenon.  Please pardon us if we missed saying thanks.  So, in behalf of everyone here (and since a big chunk of readers of this blog are from there), let me express a giant, full-sized and humongous, Thank you EU!”

One grateful soul here! Warm hugs to all of you.

 

Feeling Low? Read This!

a friend captured this early this morning in his home province…

If you are a non-Filipino and you hate your life and at a lowest low, think again.  Let me just inform you that while I am writing this, my country (the Philippines) is experiencing the deadliest, the strongest and most devastating tropical storm of the year on the planet.  Power outages, spotty internet, dreadful storm surges by the seaside, terrible flashfloods, daunting evacuations of families and horrible destruction of buildings, crops and produce are all ongoing.   And this is in the midst of the deadly pandemic!

So, if you are feeling sad, miserable and dispirited, think again! You just don’t know how blessed and fortunate you are at the moment.

Got to go.  Need to evacuate to my mom’s house and arm myself with the mighty umbrella!  Stay resilient Philippines! I pray for everyone’s safety and that this deadly storm will pass soonest!

A Monthly Halloween-Like Scare

It’s Halloween tonight!  Aside from joyous celebration, it is also the period for those who adore creepy Halloween movies and dive right in to frightening books about ghosts, vampires and lost spirits.   Others are inspired to visit spooky ghost towns while the rest will get chills from hearing friend’s and family’s scary tales and encounters.

I, on the other hand, do not have to get inspired by the season to get a taste of the spooky and scary circumstances.  I actually receive a monthly Halloween-like fright!  And that is by simply tearing the envelopes sent to me and finding out the amount of my monthly utility dues! 

I can bear the sudden presence of scary spirits. I can endure the hair-raising screams of the naughty ghosts.  I can withstand the spookiness of nasty looking ghouls but nothing beats my being so damn scared when I receive all these freaking monthly bills! Hahaha!

happy halloween!

Happy Halloween everyone!

Wishing Heaven Got Visiting Hours

There was a simple gathering at my mom’s house last night.  Me & my sister brought a cake while my mom cooked our family’s favorite dish.  It was my dad’s supposed 80th birthday. Had one desire though yesterday.  How I wish God allows visiting hours in heaven.

My mom & dad.

Happy 80th birthday Tatay Joe!

Getting Stout and the All-Purpose Comforter

Oftentimes during my nightly video teleconference with my family, they would tell me that I’m starting to gain so much weight.  That my face has gone so stout that it no longer fits their cellphone screen!  This was further confirmed by a friend whom I recently caught up with.  When he told me that I have gone quite corpulent, I rolled my eyes heavenward and justified that it is because my social life has turned depressingly invaginated, that the mentally-disturbing pandemic has gone so long and that I am still miserably uninspired and alone. 

Yup, my food intake has gone way extra in the past months because of these reasons.  A lot of us, I’m sure, at some stage in our lives have taken to using food as a surrogate for the stuffs we cannot have.  Since the helpless food does not resist and surrenders instantly, it is the best substitute for everything.  It doesn’t fight back when you assault it with your spoon or attack it with a fork.  It does not scream pain nor howl agony when you munch it in your mouth.  It is the ultimate giver of warmth and the all-purpose comforter.

double-chin smile! haha!

I’m almost certain that after checking out his latest (dis)approval ratings, Donald Trump sought solace not from Melania, but from a big bag of chips.  It is just too bad that the sugar high that food provides goes straight to our chin and belly and results to blobs of fat that clogs our defenseless arteries.  And it is disturbing to realize that the quantity of fat in our body is exactly proportional to the size of our doctor’s bank account.

Please pardon my body-shaming-like post today, all these blood sugar seem to have caramelized in my brain already.  Christmas season is coming so expect a bigger me.  Or maybe, I should reactivate my exercise regimen and restart being on ketosis already!  Let me contemplate on this then.  Have a healthy week everyone!

It’s Not Friday I’m In Love!

It’s not Friday yet but I am already singing this song!

This maybe the only blogpost on the internet where this sweet old song is posted on a different day. I hope you have an awesome day today because I know for sure that you will have a lovely and brilliant Friday tomorrow. 

And yeah, I know I am weird.

Dine Out, Put Your Seatbelt & Be Safe

Weird as it may seem, dining out in a restaurant at this time of contagion would be like riding a rusty roller coaster, a rickety Ferris wheel or entering a spooky horror house.  Dining out is so scary people don’t know if they would catch the deadly virus or would come out of the restaurant still hale and healthy.

But since I am in a state when I would rather go out and live a life yet would still observe extra precautions to prevent catching the bug, I decided to dine out here in Manila.  The lucky joint I chose is the 36-year-old Bistro Remedios, an authentic regional Filipino restaurant in Malate, Manila.

And I was glad to know that on the day of my gastronomic consumption, the week-long citywide project of Manila City government called Restaurant Week was on-going.  Bistro Remedios was participating in this initiative by the city mayor whom I predict would be the future president of this country.

I ordered and munched on these…

As I was to finish chomping on my beautiful dessert, dining out at this time of pandemic was indeed like having a roller coaster ride.  I experienced the thrill brought about by the visceral sensation of fear – pounding heart and faster breathing – when I was about to enter the resto.

Similar in a roller coaster ride, cheery attendants would ask you to sign a waiver and settle you down by putting on your seatbelt.  It was so similar in Bistro Remedios because the smiling waiter asked me to fill out a health declaration and contact tracing form and sprayed a mist of alcohol on my hand before leading me to my table.

When I sat down and relayed my order, I realized the increased feeling of well-being and wakefulness.  And when the food was served and had my first bite of the delicious meal, I closed my eyes, felt the busting of flavors in my mouth, my endorphins were high and was having a euphoria!  Good thing I failed to scream when I opened my eyes inside that restaurant. Hahaha!

fasten your seatbelt!

Conquer your fear this time of pandemic.  Dine out, put your seatbelt and be safe!