Say Naughty

The other week I went home from my class with a task at hand --- buy a Php100-worth exchange gift that falls under the "something naughty" category. I spent a few minutes thinking about it too. All I could think of, however, was to pack a little boy inside a box (a really naughty little boy) but that was going over the budget, so I went to Facebook and asked my friends for ideas and it started a long conversation. It's so funny, I think, because I realized that children's lives are better now -- with Facebook and Twitter. Just post a blast on your wall, and you'll get answers for your homework, you know? I didn't have Facebook and Twitter back then. I had Friendster --- but that was crap really.

Anyway, here were some of the ideas I got from friends...

     

I think my friends are all awesome. Some had good ideas too, did you read? They were talking about condoms, lubricants, sexy underwear, penis-shaped candies, edible panties, used panties (ewwwww) and Bobbie nail polish, “pussy red” color. If I could, I would really wrap a naughty boy, but I ended up getting the SEX DICE (Sorry I forgot to take a picture). It’s that sexy dice game that has actions on one and then body parts on another, so if you roll it right you can end up with something like LICK ---> EYES or BITE ---> NOSE.

My friend owns the sex shop, The Lovestore, and he sold me his toy for just Php100 and I went to class so excited to present my gift. I was so excited to find out what the others brought, too. I thought that since I was in a class with a lot of really smart dentists that maybe they would try hard, you know (granting that I didn't really think of my gift on my own, but I made an effort right?). Anyway, there were a few okay ideas. One dentist (she was the oldest) gave a mug that had a lady covered up in bubbles and it's cool because if you put hot water in it, the bubbles would disappear and she would appear naked. Another dentist (the tallest guy) was so creative with his naughty idea that he gave a rat trap.The other guy in class gave a Christmas kangaroo holding two blown-up condom and all the others gave lotion, petroleum jelly, aromatherapy oil and guess what I came home with:

A bottle of pH Care Feminine Wash.

So this is what's NAUGHTY now? I didn't know that pH Care is naughty just because you use it for that part of your body, but okay. I think it's naughtier if you don't use feminine wash because the smell will be naughty (Haha!) Regardless of what I got, I’d say it's fun to play this kind of Christmas gift giving game. I still have a bottle of feminine wash that I get especially from my OB but when I run out  I'll use this gift.

So, what’s naughty for you that’s worth P100?

Say Naughty

SONG IN MY HEAD: Dream

We all have dreams. As little ones, we were encouraged by our parents to dream. To dream of good things to happen, like walking on rainbows, kissing an angel, being touched by God's grace. As we grew up, we were told to dream for our futures and we all dreamt of becoming someone spectacular. A beauty queen. A cowboy. The President. An astronaut. I remember my sister used to want to be something different every week, and I found out later on that it was because they were learning about different "people" in the community and one day she wanted to be a gardener, the next week she wanted to be a cashier, and then she wanted to be a police officer --- the teachers are playing with the children's heads, huh? (They shouldn't do that!)

Anyway, the other day I watched a downloaded movie and I heard this song, "Dream". Priscilla Ahn sings like an angel and the melody of the song touched me differently, so within minutes I was downloading it....

DREAM

Priscilla Ahn

I was a little girl alone in my little world who dreamed of a little home for me.
I played pretend between the trees, and fed my houseguests bark and leaves, and laughed in my pretty bed of green.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest swing.
I had a dream.

Long walks in the dark through woods grown behind the park, I asked God who I'm supposed to be.
The stars smiled down on me, God answered in silent reverie. I said a prayer and fell asleep.

I had a dream
That I could fly from the highest tree.
I had a dream. 

Now I'm old and feeling grey. I don't know what's left to say about this life I'm willing to leave.
I lived it full and I lived it well, there's many tales I've lived to tell. I'm ready now, I'm ready now, I'm ready now to fly from the highest wing.

I had a dream

I've had all kinds of dreams. Many of my dreams have not come true yet and some of the dreams that I have counted on, shattered in front of me. Only recently, a great dream of mine was shattered to pieces and although it caused me so much pain, I know I have to move on and go on living. Even if you try your hardest, it is going to be impossible to stop time or to skip pages to be able to jump to a specific chapter. Your life goes on, even if you refuse to live it, so instead of wasting away --- I am choosing to move forward and DREAM.

I will continue to dream because, right now, it's all I could do (I had a dream, that I could fly high from the highest tree, I had a dream) because at the end of it all, I want to be able to say that I've lived the life that I had --- to the fullest, and I lived it, accordingly.

SONG IN MY HEAD: Dream

I Love Food Therefore I Enjoyed Soderno

I took a trip to SODERNO MOLITO two weeks ago, a week late from my original plan. I was supposed to go on the opening week, but I don't really know what was going on that day because I spent 1 hour and 30 minutes on the road and did not really achieve any significant distance, so I quit and went around --- It was so frustrating. The following week, I planned to leave the clinic earlier, but I didn't really get to--- because I had patients in the afternoon, so I was so scared that the roads will be as dreadful as they were the past week, but I was lucky that it wasn't. The roads were clear and in no time I was at Alabang...

 

 

Soderno Molito, like Mercaro Centrale, is an absolute food fest for everyone. People go there to try out different things and it can be quite overwhelming because when you go around, inasmuch as you would want to try everything, you can't. Therefore, the style is to make a thoughtful round to check things out, and then you decide which ones to try.

When I visited Soderno however, it was for a special reason. A good friend finally opened his food business, and I wanted to support him and his girlfriend -- I had such a great time. Apart from getting to eat good food, I got to help serve their customers.

I met Jason in Dentistry school. He is one of Bon's closest friends and he was Bon's best man, during our wedding. Jason was always the culinary expert of the group. When we go on trips, when we go out and when we have parties, you can rely on Jason to always be in-charge. He taught me a thing or two about cooking --- and whenever I make a feeble attempt, I always look forward to what he has to say about what I've cooked. Needless to say, it is no surprise to me that Jason has finally fulfilled his dream of feeding more than just his hungry friends and family. After almost a year of perfecting his sauces for the his Buffalo Wings, he finally announced to us that he was opening shop. I knew Jason had what it takes to be in the food business, and that it was just a matter of time. 

Right now, WINGS & WIENERS serve three different things, and I fortunately (as their official blogger) got to taste everything for free. Also, it might be payment for helping them serve --- but I'm not sure. (Haha!)

 

PHP 95.00, four big pieces

The sauce is soy based and absolutely “finger-lickin’” good. (Sorry KFC). The chicken is cooked perfectly and the sauce (mild spicy / original) is a complete mixture of sweet, salty and spicy. I can honestly eat more than 4 pieces --- more than 8, even, I think I’d have to find out, to be sure.

PHP 100

The Chili Dog is what a lot of people come back for. The hotdogs are huge and juicy, but what’s great about every bite is that you wouldn’t mind if the chili and cheese makes a mess in your mouth because it’s all worth it.

PHP 90

This is great if you are thinking of sharing, but I ate mine by myself (because greedy like that). The fries are cooked perfectly (not at all soggy, not even oily). Tip: Before you dig in, make sure to mix everything first so that every fry is coated with the right amount of chili and cheese. Eat it with your hands, if you’re willing to get dirty, but c’mon, I am a lady --- so I ate it with a fork!

All three are slightly underpriced for the generous helping of sauce and cheese, I’d have to say. But that is why a lot of people keep coming back. When I say “come back”, I mean people who have just had one, literally come back for more. There are even customers who wait for the weekend to come, so that they can visit, again, and that’s something. When I was helping, I heard some customers say: “Your chili’s amazing!” and there was one who even came to us running: “My friend said I should try the chili dog”.

Anyway, I would urge you to try all three because I do not want to tell you that I like the chicken, because you might just go there and order just that. I would not tell you how amazing the fries are because you might believe me and just order that without even considering the others. I will not tell you that the chili dog is amazing because all the dogs my sell out within minutes and they’d only have chicken and fries to sell. So, I’d tell you to try all. But before anything else, have a taste of the CHILI CON CARNE because it’s free.

Follow “Wings & Wieners” on TWITTER

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"Like” them, on FACEBOOK

I Love Food Therefore I Enjoyed Soderno

How to Create a Welcome Tab for Your Facebook Page

Do you have a Facebook Page? I do. I actually Have a lot (because I'm active like that). Recently, I noticed that some Facebook Pages have WELCOME TABS and I painstakingly went through Facebook trying to find out how it's done. I finally decided to do what I should've done in the first place, to GOOGLE it, and I was provided with some links. The first ones on the list did not help. Some of them were too complicated and the others were very expensive. I wasn't ready to pay extra for a silly WELCOME PAGE that I only wanted because I thought it was cool, so I went further down the list, until I encountered Pagemodo.

The process is quite simple. Since it is FREE, you cannot really do so much, but if you are willing to pay --- go ahead and spend your money. A cheapo like myself will be happy with this You just have to sign-in using your Facebook account, and then you can start creating your page:

STEP 1

Choose a theme. There are ready templates for you to use, but don’t expect too much. I wanted one that displays a video on the first page, but it’s under PRO settings, so that makes it a paid page. There are all kinds of styles available and they’re pretty decent, I’d say --- especially for a free service.

    

STEP 2

Choose a bottom layout. Since my template had three different parts, the last one with some “text” I could choose how the bottom layout would be like.

STEP 3

On this step you will create your page. You add the photos you want to use. You input the text you want to add and assign background colors, if you need to.

STEP 4

If you are willing to upgrade and pay, you can get a LINK GATE. This means that only those who “LIKE” your page, get access beyond the gate. This will get you more “LIKES” from people, but I wasn’t ready to pay monthly for some gate-keeper, so I will just trust and hope that I can convince you enough to LIKE “You & Your Teeth” on Facebook, after this.

STEP 5

The final and most exciting step is PUBLISHING THE PAGE. You can review your page, one more time, before making things final --- and when you’re ready you can proceed. A free service will only give you ONE page. If you have more than 1 Facebook Pages that you want to create a Welcome Tab for, you will have to pay for it --- just look at the rates below.

 

I spent an entire night on this. Half of the time I was tinkering with Facebook; a fourth of the time, I was trying out different programs; and the final hours before I fell on the bed was devoted to actually creating the page, and feeling quite pleased with myself. The page is rather simple, and I might need to make alterations next time --- but this will do for now.

Please visit and “LIKE US”. I freakin’ worked hard on this!

 

It’s not so bad right?

How to Create a Welcome Tab for Your Facebook Page

Adam & Anne Sitting on a Tree --- K I S S I N G

I've been a fan of the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show for quite some time now. I don't really follow any kind of fashion show (apart from Project Runway or America's Next Top Model, Final Runway Shows) but I always look forward to the Victoria's Secret Fashion shows because I have this secret wish to be in one, one of these days! (Hahahahahaha!) Also, I seem to forget my sexual orientation when I watch the show. For a brief moment I begin to question my sexuality and these run in my head: "Am I a girl or a guy?" "Do I want to be like her or do I like her?" It's really all very confusing – so watching the show might not be very good for me, after all.

A few years back, Seal serenaded, his wife, Heidi Klum, down the runway and I felt that it was such a teary performance. Nothing has stuck to me, ever since, but with this year's show --- Adam Levine and girlfriend Anne Vyalitsina may have just done it. I woke up today and I saw multiple posts of this very video on Facebook.

I am not so sure who's luckier. I mean any woman would be lucky to be with Adam Levine --- he's hot, he's got an amazing voice, he's hot, he moves like Jagger, he's hot, his eyes can pierce you, he's hot and he's hot! But a guy who wins Anne Vyalitsina should be lucky too, most definitely, because --- when I saw that slow mo (when Adam kissed her) I thought that she looked absolutely divine. Right now I do not know why my heart is raising but I absolutely enjoyed that short walk they shared down the runway and I felt that it was such a genuine display of affection on both their parts.

The modern world, they say, does not have room for serenades and romanticism anymore --- but I'd like to say that they're wrong. There may be people who think that being romantic is corny and outdated, but what would you say about Adam Levine? If a tattoo-laden man can walk you down the aisle, kneel in admiration and plant a spectacular kiss on your cheek --- surely, there is still room for corny displays of affection, even in this very modern existence.

 

This is what I think: I think men who are incapable of some romance were not loved when they were young. They may have been coddled as young individuals, but not exactly loved. I think, maybe, they never really received true love --- to even know how to love.

Okay, I’ll leave you now,

Adam & Anne Sitting on a Tree --- K I S S I N G

I AM NOT A COOK: I Am Cooking Somewhere Else

Before I started cooking, full time, I was really scared. On the first week that I started, I realized I was probably blessed with a good enough palate to know how good food should taste like, because I ain't so bad. In fact, I've practically taught myself to cook and I feel like I can do this all my life. Cook good food... try new recipes... feed the people I love... Make myself really fat!

My very first attempt at cooking was when I was about to begin high school. I wanted a trapper keeper for school and my mom said, "Okay, I'll get you one, if you will cook dinner once a week during the summer". She gave me a recipe book and made our yaya help me with it. Even if I was playing outside with my friends, I would go home for awhile, to cook dinner --- and I wasn't really good. I followed the recipe book on point, but every dish I made, had to be salvaged by our help, so it wasn't really good. I did not learn to cook that summer, but I got the trapper keeper I wanted.

When I was in College, I remember my mom said: "Crickette, can you try to make good pasta?", and I don't know why she asked me because I never really cooked, but she gave we have this pasta recipe book, and I looked up the one recipe in the book that seemed easier to follow. It was made of fresh tomatoes, basil and eggplant. And I used to cook that a lot, until I realized that I could change the eggplant into something else (chicken, tuna, mushroom, shrimps). For the longest time, I would only cook pasta. I didn't know how to cook anything else that my mom even said: "Crickette when you have kids, you cannot feed your children with pasta everyday", and I said: "Yes I can!".

As it turns out, I do not have to feed people pasta, everyday. As it turns out, I am quite lucky... and this luck I've discovered has inspired me to create a new "home" for my dishes. Okay, they are not my dishes. In fact, I copy these dishes from other people's blogs, cooking websites, and magazines like Yummy and Good Housekeeping, and so forth. My previous "cooking posts" we're not so special, but I get a lot of comments from friends who say that they try some of the dishes I post here, so I said: "Let's get serious with this cooking thing, then" and I did! I created, I AM NOT A COOK. It is a blog that documents all the dishes I've cooked, so far. They're not gourmet. They're not special. In fact, they're quite easy to follow.

 

 

 

Please, visit it and "BE A FOLLOWER"?

I don't have FOLLOWERS yet and it's quite sad.

I AM NOT A COOK: I Am Cooking Somewhere Else

THE CHRONICLES OF AN AGUINALDO BRAT: Riding on a Moped

I've mentioned how such a tomboy I was in the past and you probably thought, not another "I used to be a tomboy" declaration, but I really was one. In fact, boy friends (friends who are boys) can't take me seriously because of this --- hahaha! Anyway, it's all because of my dad, too, I think. When my mom died, he was all I had and he would buy me boys toys - like instead of She-ra, I had Skeletor. So, when I was in my teens, my dad got me another "toy". One day, he just came home with a shiny and red Honda scooter. I didn't know how to drive a car yet, and the Camp is huge so he said that I can run errands with it... Run errands??? Yeah, errands like buy a bottle of Coke, or chips from the convenience store.

I was the only one of my friends to have a scooter. Unfortunately, among my dad's rules was not to let anyone else drive, and since I was such a good girl, my friends didn't get to enjoy it. It's so funny... everyone who wants to ride can only ride it if I drive. Just imagine it, I'd take my bigger guy friends for a spin... It's so funny.

Oh, I have so many scooter memories...

• We used to take the scooter to that area in camp where they have big scary dogs that chase after cars and people in bikes, and we'd speed off like there's no tomorrow (dare devil style)
• One time, my friend and I had this brilliant idea to go rollerblading at the grandstand and we were too lazy to take them off, on the way home, and decided to just ride with them -- bad idea because within a minute, we fell and injured ourselves.

I wasn't really over, yet, when my scooter was taken away from me. My aunt borrowed it, to go around and she took herself to some area with dogs and decided to jump off the bike and run, instead of speeding off. She ended up with bruises and cuts. The bike ended up broken all over. My dad got so mad, and he just decided to take it away...

So sad,

THE CHRONICLES OF AN AGUINALDO BRAT: Riding on a Moped

Secrets

I have a secret, I cannot tell

because if I do

the world will

explode

and I do not know

what

I'll do

when that happens

I have a secret, I cannot tell

because if I do

I will hurt

a lot of people

and

I do not know

if I can
do
that

I have a secret, I cannot tell

because if I do

then everything

that's seemingly perfect

will no longer be

fit to be

called

as one

I have a secret, I cannot tell

because if I do

my life

as I know it

will

end

Secrets

Day 30: When were the happiest days of your life?

Since I've already given you ten events in my life that are significant to me, I won't mention any of those, anymore. I've lived 30 years, some great and some bad, but the happiest days of my life will have to be when I was back in college, my during clinical years. Before Dentistry school, I only thought that I wanted to be a dentist, but when I began my clinical years, I knew I wasn't just dreaming. I was a natural and I enjoyed every minute of it. It was tough, some obstacles made me cry, but I took everything as a challenge. 

Clinic was so much fun and I functioned well because I followed a process. Everyday, I was in school at 6am (Bon, too, because he had no choice) to have my things sterilized and to look for patients. If I had a free day, I'd work nonstop until lunch or work nonstop, until the afternoon. I kept myself busy and I did that, so that I could complete my requirements early and enjoy all the free time (while the rest are cramming). Finishing a requirement was such a big deal for me. At night I would be in my room, and I'd be staring at my tally sheets, with a smile on my face. It was one thing that I was sure, I was truly good at, so I relished every moment of it.

I also loved my college years because I found my true passion and I didn't care much about anyone. In high school I was much too reckless, with cheerleading and sports at the top of my list, and I was so centered on having fun and making friends. During A-levels, in London, I was much too alien and obscure so I was more intent on trying to fit in. College was so much different and I became more comfortable with just being myself. I didn't care about what other people thought because I said: "People who are cool, need not try, because we're cool already" (Hahaha!) So even if everyone was prancing around with their small bags, I was lugging around a huge backpack with books and school supplies --- and I just couldn't be bothered. Actually, I once had a classmate ask me: "Do you even sleep at night? I think you just study all the time" and it made me laugh because although I seemed geeky, I had a life away from books and teeth. In fact, I was out every weekend and I would even come to school without sleep (but I didn't feel that they needed to know that). 

Needless to say, I was a school - home, school - home, kind of girl, when I was in  CEU. I kept my friendships limited to the school premises and I had our driver pick me up, at 5pm sharp, everyday. However, I gave CEU a chance, towards the end, and I made friends (Hahaha!) Some of them are actually very dear to me, still. And yeah, I also tried to continue cheer leading and track & field, but it was a complete waste of time, so I focused on academics, and wasted even more time when I became Dental Student Council President. Nevertheless, I had a complete College experience (a good mixture of the good and bad), so I wouldn't complain --- it's good for the resume!

 NOTE WELL: I absolutely loved clinical years... But it does not really mean that I am willing to go back and do it all again, okay?

Day 30: When were the happiest days of your life?

Day 29: Picture of your makeup collection

 

I don't have a makeup collection. I have makeup that I use, but I don't collect makeup because I don't really care so much! Anyway, here's a picture of my stuff...

 

Day 29: Picture of your makeup collection