Side Projects in Cebu

These are pics of our spare time (or lack of it) spent on anything other than work.

Unleash the Glutton - Cebu Food!

need i say more?

more photos available at jeyaiy.multiply.com

Hopiaface

I've been diagnosed with seborrheic dermatitis last Monday. Since I've started on my medication, the skin on my face hasn't stopped flaking uncontrollably. What started as 'just dry skin' is now a life(style)-altering, confidence-wrecking chronic condition. By chronic I meant I'll probably have it for the REST OF MY LIFE, now and then resolving and recurring in varying severity. My derma assured me that it wasn't an infection and that it's fairly common. She's probably trying to make me feel better, right? I mean, if the skin around your nose and mouth turns red and flakes, wouldn't you get depressed?

Ang dami namang pwedeng tubuan, mukha pa! At gitnang-gitna! When I talk to my co-employees I would cover half my face. I'm too self-conscious to let them stare at my hopia face. I remember my sister having the same condition when we were kids. Big deal, she had it on the soles of her feet! Well good for her really, her condition resolved a few years back and seem to have taken a long vacation leave. I hope mine just took a wrong turn and landed on my face.

Basically, seborrheic dermatitis affects parts of the skin - you guessed it - laden with oil glands. It affects 3-5% of the population and is more common in men (how lucky can I get?) Its causes and triggers are unknown (there are a few theories) and medication is geared towards symptom management and controlling the frequency of flare-ups. In short, there's no known cure. Cute. Pimples na lang sana!

Aside from my nearly depleted bank account, the effects of this condition is more complex than how my derma sums it up. I'm an emotional wreck right now, not to mention my self-confidence hitting its all time low. I know it's not infectious, but the stigma is starting to get to me.

Eh kung mag ala-Phantom of the Opera kaya ako? Darnit.

Corporate Slaves in Cebu

so they can identify the body. hehe..

Because we really came here to work.

Cebu Virgin no More: My home for six days

kung saan may isang lukaret. hehe...

Tagged as The Staff House, but more commonly known as Bahay ni Lola (don't ask why). Very accessible and just a few steps away from massage parlors. woohoo!

Cebu Virgin No More: Shangri-La Mactan

One of the loveliest hotels I've ever visited.

Cebu Virgin No More!: What Caught My Eye

These are random things/structures/sights that caught my attention while I was in Cebu. With a lot of help from my CamPhone, Catch and Jey's cam, Sliver.

Another First: Cebu Virgin No More - Upon Arrival

I haven't been to Cebu. All the talks of how nice it is to explore Cebu and how pleasurable Cebu dining is, only made me feel more sorry that I haven't included this old old province in my itenerary of places to visit soon. Thanks to my boss, I spent six days in glorious Cebu. Finally. Though it wasn't really a pleasure trip, neither was it all work. So here are a few pictures of my devirginizing experience. Hehe..

Part 1: Unang Araw sa Cebu

More photos available at www.jeyaiy.multiply.com

Lovecore @ Penguin, Malate

Start:	Sep 16, '06 10:00p
Location:	Malate

a hiatus and then this

I've learned that in life, we'll meet so many kinds of people along the way. Some of them we'd like, some we'd even love with all our hearts. And sometimes we'd get to keep them, but most of the time we don't.

So I just have to ask... Can I keep you?

Stop Comparing

by: Bo Sanchez



We live in a pathologically dissatisfied world. And I'm going to tell
you why. Because we love to compare. Go around the world and discover
that people aren't happy with their bodies.

Filipinos want to be fair-complexioned like Westerners, and so buy
bleaching stuff. Westerners want to own bronzed bodies like ours, and
so purchase tanning lotions.

Those with moles have them removed, while those who don't
strategically implant beauty spots.

Some people want to shed a few pounds to look like Ally McBeal, while
others want to gain some baby fat to look like Drew Barrymore.

When are we ever going to stop and simply be happy with how we look?
We live in a sick world. I tell you. And that sickness is
comparisonitis. Take a look at wealth. When we drive our old Toyota,
it really suits us fine. We feel blessed in fact when the rain pours
outside and we feel snug and cozy on its faded upholstered seats.

But the moment we see our own officemate (or neighbor, or buddy, or
cousin, or brother) drive his sleek sky-blue, four-door,
four-wheel-drive Rav4, we automatically feel like third class children
of God. Next time we drive our bumpy, noisy, rusted, dilapidated
Toyota (notice how all the defects come out all of a sudden?), we feel
deprived, dispossessed, pariah, debased, and only a little higher than
the insects of the earth.

Listen carefully. Bill Gates' total assets are worth $60 billion.
That's more than the GNP of some small countries. Tiger Woods earns
$80 million simply by smiling on TV in a Nike shirt. And the stars of
the sitcom Friends are paid $50,000 per episode! My point? No matter
how hard you work, there'll still be some people who will be richer
than you are.

And there'll be some people who will be more beautiful, have more sex
appeal, have more boyfriends/girlfrie nds, and have more problems.
Try it for once. Stop looking around. Don't compare!

Don't compare her nose with your nose.
Don't compare his wife with your wife.
Don't compare his salary with your salary.
Don't compare her breast size with your breast size.
Don't compare her kid's report card with your kid's report card.
Don't compare his prayer group with your prayer group.
Don't compare her/his cellulite deposits with your cellulite deposits.

Stop comparing and start living and you'll be happier with your life.

This is crucial: The most difficult thing in the world is to be who
you are not. Pretending and trying to be someone else is the official
pastime of the human race. (I don't think dogs and cats and cows and
horses have this problem).

And the easiest thing in the world is to be yourself.
Be happy. Live!

There must be a reason why God made you tall or short or fat or thin
or bumpy all over.

Love who you are!

Linggo ng Wika

Noong ika-dalawampu't lima ng Agosto, Biyernes, idinaos ng Paaralan ng Marriott ang Anibersaryo ng Wikang Filipino. Nagdaos ng isang programa ang paaralan kung saan ang klase na kinabibilangan ng aking anak ay naghandog ng isang tulang ukol sa mga kabataan.

Narito ang ilang mga larawan na nagpapakita ng isang tradisyong ipinapanalangin kong hindi maglaho. Ako ay isang Filipino at ipinagmamalaki ko ito.

In Bloom

Caught FlowerFilter Prods' In Bloom project at Gweilos Eastwood. It was a great show. Kudos to Cy for a neat lineup, which includes:

Salamin
Kinetic Daze
Lovecore
Cambio
Silverfilter

Missed Carl tho. He left Lovecore a few days ago.