Monthly Archive: December 2008

Prospects for the future

I’m not really one to write out whole end-of-year run downs at this time of year. I usually save that type of post for my birthdays because doing it then makes it so much more personal in my mind. Regardless of that though, I guess I don’t mind thinking about what 2009 has in store for me.

It’s obvious that big things are on the way. I mean, I’m going to be living on my own, and taking on a mortgage. What exactly does that mean, though? Well, for one, it means that I’m going to have to find my footing to see if I can still maintain my quality of life with all of the new outward flows of cash. The most desirable outcome is to be able to live my life as comfortably as I’m living right now with my parents. However, to I have enough cash floating around to keep it up? That remains to be seen.

Career-wise, I don’t see too much change in 2009. I’d venture that there’s a 50/50 chance of reviews happening and me getting a nice raise. Four of us on a team of seven started at about the same time. If something doesn’t happen soon in terms of someone out there providing incentive to stay, I’m figuring that there will be a shakeup in the group, and morale will plummet. I know that’s not a rosy picture, but as it is I don’t think the team (as solid as it is right now) can stay as is forever.

My activity of running will continue. I’m still on the fence about joining the marathon group, but once again, that’s a bridge I’ll cross when I come to it. I’m going to need to figure out how to make the commute from my new digs to the store north of the city. It’ll be tough, and I know that I’m going to get with with gas costs, but Im so familiar with the people there that I can’t imagine running at any other location. Good thing I have a car.

Anyway, I have a headache right now. I think I may have picked up some random illness from someone at work. I’m coughing and feeling gross overall. I might just curl up in bed and sleep off the night. Yes, it’s such a kill joy thing to do, but I can’t say I’m interested enough to usher in the new year awake.

(Plus I think I’m just really tired).

In any case, I wish everyone reading this a very happy new year. May it being each one of you much happiness in these gloomy times.

Hot pot and happy hour

You know, Kyleen is always telling me that I need to get out and do more fun stuff. I can see why people have to tell me to do so flat out. Some days I’m so busy worrying about responsible stuff like the mortgage, the condo, etc. that I sometimes forget that I’m only a 27-year-old man: I’ve got youth on my side. I need to get out more. So, when days like yesterday happen, I feel like I’m finally finding a bit of balance that’s so sorely needed in my life.

Well, I left work a few hours early yesterday to make it north of the city. I met Yuk Chen and Raien at a karaoke place. I think it took me a while to get into the groove of things but once I got into it I feel like I really let loose. Now, I’m not claiming to be the best singer out there, but I’m aware I’ve got some grasp of pitch, tone, and timing in my limited range. I feel like one of my saving graces is that I’m familiar with a good library of tunes in my mind. I found that last night the thing that gave me the most trouble was actually singing songs I was familiar with but were actually out of my range. I was stuck trying to figure out whether to go an octave higher or lower, and seeing if I could reach without losing control. Anyway, Raien knows a great deal of songs as well and it was fun dueting with her. Yuk Chen was there more to cheer us on, though I did get her to sing background on one or two songs. I felt fortunate to have Hui join in midway through the session, especially since he made the trek to Markham all the way from Mississauga. He too has a good library in his head which is a great tool. By the end of our 3 hour session, my voice was totally worn out. Despite that, I was kind of on a high. It’s not often I get the chance to rock out like that with friends. It’s awesome. :)

From there we met with Jenelle and Henrick for hot pot. If you recall, last year when I was at hot pot I ended up with some GI issues. Knowing that, I had a couple of people watching out for me making sure that I wasn’t eating anything horribly undercoked. So, perhaps if you’ve been following along, you may or may not know that bringing all of these people together effectively meant bringing together two separate circles of friends. In that Venn diagram, I’m the overlap–I’m the crux. I’ll be honest and say that that made me a little bit nervous. I mean, there was the chance that the groups would have little in common and the whole night would be frosty. You can imagine my relief when everyone hit it off. You know what? It helped that for a good chunk of the night I was the target for a lot of the jokes. Well, sure, why not? The girls seemed to be having a field day at my expense. That’s OK. It was obvious that it wasn’t done with malice. This is why I say that I’m blessed to have great friends. I know that people care, you know what I mean? It was during hot pot that I was given the epithet of “sweaty dragon,” though I suppose “perspiring dragon” sounds more honourable.

Well, we stayed at the hot pot place for 3 hours. I went through one plate of meat and that was pretty good. As such I went back to the meats table and heaped on more. Unfortunately, I was greedy. I was really struggling with what I had on my plate. By the end I just dumped it all into the pot. At 10 p.m. they were basically trying to get rid of us. They gave us the bill and turned off the heat. Hah!

We all left and hung out at T&T for a while, checking out the Asian goods. Yuk Chen had to leave at this point. You know, among all of the weird goods I would have purchased a couple of snacks, but I was still too full to even consider food. The girls on the other hand were craving desserts. I was just amazed that they could even think about it. I joked that we could go to Kelsey’s if they wanted dessert. I didn’t think they’d actually want to go, but go we did. They kicked us out though because it was too late. Jenelle thought to check Boston Pizza if they’d still take us, at which point she ran to check. I’ve never seen someone run so fast (on a full stomach, no less) for the purposes of dessert. Turns out that yes, BP was able to take us. The girls were so keen on dessert that they insisted all 5 of us order one of those $6 desserts each. There was some balking at the though, and rightfully so. I mean, we were still stuffed with broth and meat. I think we overrode our good senses and proceeded with the plan. Oh GOD, why in the world did we do that? I ordered an apple crisp and felt gross after eating it. Sure, it was awesome, but holy crap. The girls who were so eager before seemed to struggle the most. In the end though everyone finished.

All of that was awesomely exhausting.

Anyway, here are some pics. At the restaurant, we were again joking about the “fresh off the boat” finger poses that Jenelle mentioned last time we all ate together. Hence the 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 fingers. Yeah…we really need to stop doing that. :-P Thanks go to Raien for sending me these photos. What a great way to end the year!

Sweaty dragon

So, over dinner tonight it was suggested that I was in need of a Chinese name. It was mentioned that many guy’s names have words that suggest strength like “sword”, “warrior”, or “dragon.” After some brainstorming, someone offered “sweaty dragon.” Much to my chagrin, people thought it was appropriate. What is it…”han long,” I think. I don’t remember.

I’m still on the fence on how I should interpret that fact that everyone deemed it appropriate. :-|

Running log: 2008/12/28

I admit it: I’ve been lazy with my training. With the holidays upon us, I decided to miss last Tuesday’s hill training. Well, one day wouldn’t have been so bad, you know? Thing is, that’s not the only day that I’ve missed. Now, yesterday, I went to the store with full intentions of doing my 4K and getting back into the groove of things. On Saturdays it’s usually just me, another runner and the training coach. On this occasion it was just me and the coach because the other runner was in Montreal. Anyway, the weather was completely out of the ordinary. I mean, in the span of one week temperatures shifted by 30 degrees centigrade. At the time, I think we were just above freezing. We had precipitation, so at that temperature it fell down as rain; it was melting the snowbanks. The sidewalks were caked with rain water and a frozen layer of slush. It was extremely slippery out there. We were second-guessing ourselves in terms of whether we should head out. We decided to just go out with extra care.

We tried to run, but it was entirely touch and go. After a few too many slippery moments we decided to modify our route and stick to the streets instead of the sidewalks. Fair enough: we were determined to get our 4K in. The streets were much better to run on. We decided to just do two laps to get the distance. Thing is, soon after we got to the end of the street the skies opened up and soaked us with freezing rain.

Now as much as I’ve said that I enjoy running in the rain, running in freezing rain is a different matter. Oh, hell. In the summer, warm rain is welcome. With cold rain, it causes my body to seize up. It was too much! My pants were clinging to everything, my shoes were filled with icy water, and my determination to do the distance was shot. My training coach and I agreed to just head back to store. That was entirely unpleasant.

Back at the store, I told the coach flat out that if it was raining this Sunday morning that I wouldn’t make it in to do our scheduled 14K. The coach agreed that that was sensible. Anyway, this morning arrived, and the TV forecasts were showing rain. I looked out the window and saw light rain. After Saturday’s experience I decided to take that as a sign to stay in. I was so antsy this past morning! I felt like I was missing out. I wanted to run! I felt like a junkie going through withdrawal. Crazy! When I peered out the window, the clouds were leaving to reveal clear skies. I was cursing the fickleness of mother nature.

This afternoon, I decided to give the treadmill a go. I wanted to try to get at least some semblance of a long run in. At 10 minutes I was good to go. I felt like I could go on for a long while. At 20 minutes the boredom kicked in and I flat out stopped. Ugh. Man! It’s just not the same, is it? Having not done my long run is making me feel a bit guilty, but what’s done is done. This Tuesday is my next run. I’ll be ready for that one (I hope).

Back on track

So, as of this past afternoon, I’ve got some really big news. I want to talk about it here, but I figure that I should wait a little bit until I have some photo evidence. For this news, I’m sort of trading one stress factor for another, however this one new factor is probably better for me and my family in the long run. Intrigued? Yeah, you’ll know what it’s about soon.

For me, today really seems to be about transitions. First of all, my aunts have left for New York. After a couple of days of having a full house, we’re back to the peace of just the three of us here. It’s kind of lonely, but really that’s where my sense of normality lies. I enjoy having family over because there’s really a sense of warmth that comes from it. At the same time, I need to go back to my usual peaceful state. For one thing, I have my room back. While they were here I chose to sleep in the basement so that one of my aunts could have a comfortable place to sleep while staying here. I didn’t mind at all because the inflatable bed isn’t all that bad. In fact, sleeping on it (favourably) reminds me of my last term in Waterloo. Still, obviously, it’s no substitute for sleeping in my own bed.

As for eating, I can forgive myself for over-indulging–it’s the time of year to do so, after all. Today, I felt myself readjusting and going back to a more normal eating pattern. Good thing! The past few days has been an experience that I know I shouldn’t continue. It’s like my body was sending me signals that I was full, but it was always being overridden by having little nibbles here and there. I was always kind of in a stupor where I was prone to bouts of lethargic sleeping fits. And God, I haven’t been that flatulent in ages. No kidding. All is well though: no damage has been done that cannot be undone.

In any case, that’s all I’ve got for today. It kind of feels like Sunday for whatever reason. I guess it’s because I almost feel like tomorrow I’m going to be getting down to normal business again. I don’t think it’s that I’m actually missing work (as much as that might seem likely). Things are just heading back on track.

Filipino voices

I don’t think I really touched on the plot of Bituing Walang Ningning the one or two times I’ve mentioned it here in this blog. The main plot revolved around the fan-star relationship between super fan Dorina and rising pop star Lavinia. Dorina idolized Lavinia to the point of going to all her concerts and attempting to make every one of Lavinia’s public appearances. Through a few singing contests–leading up to a nationally televised contest (think: Idol), Dorina’s star rose as she gained fame and popularity. Lavinia becomes jealous and ignite a rivalry between the two.

So, anyway, after going through the whole series, my aunts started talking about Filipino real-life talents that are on the rise. In particular, they were throwing around the name Charice Pempengco. I really wasn’t sure who that was until I looked her up on YouTube. That’s when I had a light bulb moment. I realized that I saw her before from a link I was given. She was singing on some Korean talent show called Star King. Oh man, she was good.

After seeing that, I guess she just faded from my mind. After all of the mentions by my aunts of her gaining fame among people like Ellen, Oprah and David Foster, I took some time to look up more of her appearances. Holy crap. Amazing. I think we’ll be seeing more of her in years to come.

http://www.charicepempengco.com/videos/Oprah-Winfrey-Show.php

So, after all of this, I’m surprised no mention has been made of one Arnel Pineda. I came to know of him through my running group. They were familiar with this fairy tale like story of Arnel’s rise.

So the story goes, one of the members of the American band Journey was going through YouTube videos searching for possible lead singers for the band. Upon seeing Arnel and his band singing covers of American bands with a voice eerily similar to Steve Perry, he got in contact with Arnel through a friend. The rest? Well…see this video:

Craaaazy! In both cases, YouTube actually played such a huge role in getting names out there. I honestly don’t know if it’s just my perception, but it seems like there are more and more Filipinos making waves on these shores. Much as I label myself as a second-generation Canadian most of the time, hearing such news makes my heart swell.

A tradition of F-dramas

Now among my aunts, one in particular has been rather ill as of late. So, she hasn’t really accompanied us on any outings and has just been hanging around in the living room. My parents suggested that I start playing one of the F-dramas they’ve been watching over the past year. I decided to put in Bituing Walang Ningning which was the drama that we all got really sucked into last Christmas. Ever since then it’s been a marathon viewing session. The goal was to watch the whole thing–all 104 episode before they left. As of just a few minutes ago, that goal has been accomplished. Yeesh! Out of all of the serials my parents have watched so far, this one has been my favourite. It was interesting to watch the show with people who are seeing it with fresh eyes.

It’s interesting. This is the third year in a row that I’ve ended up watching a Tagalog series during the Christmas break. This is sort of becoming an unintended tradition. To be honest, I’m kind of looking forward to having a look at the Filipino adaptation of Yo Soy Betty La Fea–probably more well known for its American adaptation: Ugly Betty.

In any case, I’m quite glad the show is done. That means that once again the TV is free for more regular fare. God, I haven’t watched the news in days. I kind of feel like I’m missing out. Sure, I can look things up online, but there’s also something more comfortable about seeing talking heads, you know?

Unquiet Christmas

The thing about having family over for the holidays is that the whole food thing goes into overdrive. My three aunts from New York area over. With (relatively) so many people here the dynamics are certainly different. I mean, if it was just me and my parents we’d probably be a heck of a lot more low key. This is a time to celebrate, so the table’s always full. The other day I made two pies. A while ago I made a batch of cookies. My mom’s been cooking so many good things. God, I’m really so used to having quiet Christmases that all of this is a bit much. A lot of people expect to gain weight over the holidays but the thought hasn’t crossed my mind. After all of this food though? This food is really hitting me. Seems that all I’ve done over the past few days is eat, socialize and sleep.

No worries, I guess. When the new year rolls around I’m going to hit the pavement hard and get the mileage in. Life is good. It’s more important to enjoy this time more than anything else.

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