Marga’s engaged!

Is this for real?!  But it’s all over the news!  It is so not possible for the worldwide mass media to be incorrect.  And they’re not wrong!!!

Of course, this just goes to show how much time Marga has in her hands.  (And that applies to me too, posting on a work hour.)

Cheers to the wedding that will potentially trump Charles and Diana’s!  Spring 2011. :)

Photos by: Margoks and People

 

The accident that was October 17th

We received the invites around two weeks in advance, so it was not a surprise when October 17th came and we all packed in the car to get to Pampanga for Madison Sophia’s first birthday.

The Virays were riding with us, so that’s five of them, plus the three lolas.  Father knew we won’t fit in the van so he commissioned a relative’s car so the couples — namely Ted and Connie, Daniel, and Dylan and I — can ride in that one, since we have to pick up Connie and Dylan still.

And we picked them up.  We — Antipolo crew in the Vios, the couples in the Altis, and the big group in the van — all met up at Shell in NLEX.  After a quick break, we trekked the long ride to Pampanga.

The men never got tired pushing, but it just kept stalling.

The van kept stalling.  The moment we left the gas station, the van never stopped stalling.  Father had to stop numerous times to fix this and that, and eventually, Mother decided to move the lolas in the car.  Ted drove the Altis and Connie and I squeezed in front, and the kids rode the Vios.

The van was left behind.  Passengers were Dylan, Daniel, Father, Mother, Tita Carol, Tito Sonny, Rex and Justin.

The last photo of the van when it's still whole. No, we're not getting it back anymore.

I kept bugging them to hurry, because the party was starting and it was perfect.  Then Dylan texted.

5:23 PM October 17, 2010
Naaksidente kami

Everything went haywire from that point forward.  I grabbed Kuya Jun (Ate Monet’s brother), Ted and Tito Rod to drive out near the San Fernando exit, north bound, where they were hit by a wheeler truck.

There was no other way.  We had to take the Manila exit, then exit San Simon, then go back to NLEX north just to find them on the other side of the road.

They were at the shoulder, and the only person left by the time I was there was Dylan.  He was with Tito Rod, who I have no idea how he got there faster than we did, and he was getting pretty upset with the driver.

Dylan wanted to stay with him and accompany him to the precinct, mainly because Dylan felt his blood pressure is getting too high.

I failed to get a picture of the van, but here’s what happened:

They were running at 30 kmph when the truck hit them from behind, running at approximately 120 kmph.  They spun a full 360, the front hitting the railing.

RED:  The front bumper was gone.  Headlights were shoved in.
YELLOW:  No door can be opened.  The sliding door was forced just for them to squeeze out.  Dylan was the first to get out of the van.  He got out from the window.  The driver’s door squeezed Father’s leg, straining the muscle.
GREEN:  All windows were shattered.  Dylan said, they were shattered upon impact, which would explain why he spat shards of glass and why the rest were bathing in shrapnel.
BLUE:  The back was gone.  It was pushed so far in, the back row was almost touching the middle row seats.  That was where Tita Carol was seated.

Tito Rod was quick to file a case against the driver, the assistant and the operator.  They showed no remorse.

Dylan almost got out unscathed.  Rex said Daniel hugged him when he saw Dylan turning to look at the truck who was about to hit them.  Daniel said if he didn’t do that, the impact would have made his hips snap and dislocate.  Which would might as well be equivalent to months of pain.  Dylan had whiplash and x-rays were normal.

Daniel was topless because he was drying off sweat.  But the glass got too embedded in his skin.  He had the worst scratches.

Rex, almost scott free too.  Grazed arms.

Mother had fractured skull.  Was confined for a day to reduce the hematoma.  All clear now.

Father has strained muscles.  To date, he’s still doing pain management.

Justin needed 3 stitches from the back of the head, and lacerations on top of the head.  Stitches are out now and we’re still convincing him to shave his hair.

Tito Sony had a subdural hematoma.  Hand swollen like a pumpkin.  Released now but the hand still requires pain management.

Tita Carol had her 7th and 8th rib broken, and the doctor said it will take two months to fully heal.

So there.  Approximately 80,000 in medical fees (all eight of them), 225,000 in damages in private property, 45,000 for salaries and wages lost due to the injuries, and psychological damages yet to be accounted for.

The hearing is set for November 2.

Malling with my Nanay

Those who know me well know I gravitate towards anything with a discount.  And I got that from my mother.

I wanted to drag her all the way to Megamall, because of their humongous sale.  Even Forever21 is on sale.  Somehow, she developed this trauma being in Megamall so that idea is soon junked.  We went to the adjacent malls in Makati and went for a stroll.

While strolling, I saw the shoes I want to get for Dylan.  I wonder if he’ll like it.  I like it because it looks so clean and posh and sleek.  I don’t want to waste the money, so I better make sure he likes it before getting it.  Hahahaha.

Actually, it wasn’t supposed to be just a stroll.  We were supposed to look for gifts.  I found mine, but she didn’t.  Apparently, the gift she wanted was too expensive.  Then again, I reminded her, maybe everything in Makati is expensive.

So we just fitted pretty pretty hats.

I honestly think my mom loves the mall like a teenager does.  Sometimes, she would complain about walking too much, but last night, she was just thankful for having bought flats.  I think we spent two hours just looking at clothes and debating whether or not we get it.  But eventually, we decided to not buy anything.

Ended up eating at Chowking.

As seen above, my mother is a very serious texter.  Hahahaha.  And she does this thing where she mouths whatever it is that she’s texting, as if checking if it sounds right (when it shouldn’t be a bother, because they’re going to read it, not hear it).  So there.

And that was our date.  Weird huh?  At least we got to fit really pretty hats. :)

Blogging to you now, LIVE!

It is quite amusing how I’ve found this nifty little thing to be available here in the office.  I have tons of work to do, but I know I just have to write down a few words before everything gets hectic again.

This month shows a lot of promise, mainly because it is so jampacked.  On Saturday, I’m attending a photoshoot of an event I am yet to secure permission before announcing.  It’s quite personal but because it’s for someone close to my heart, I am excited.  Then on Sunday, my cousin Kuya Marc is arriving from New Jersey.  Whoopdeedoo!  I love him and all, but my family knows very well that I love him best because he’s bringing me my shoes.

For the new followers, I am a shoe whore.  I’m not even afraid of saying it out loud.  Shoe whore.  Mother effin’ shoe whore.  I once spent 20,000 on shoes, because they were on sale and they were my favorite local brand.  Yup.  I’m a slut like that.

Then there’s the event that follows the photoshoot.   Hahahaha.  I can’t really contain the excitement because it has been a while since I last hosted something.  I can’t wait to get rid of my discretion.

When it comes to work, every detail counts and I am very happy where I am right now.  I am in a position where I am actually contributing to something with a purpose.  It can be hell sometimes, especially when my boss gets a knack of giving me tough deadlines, but it keeps me on my toes.  For once, I am not sleepy nor groggy after lunch.  So much for the godly hour.

Anyway, I hope your month is as packed as mine.  Started this month right by watching Legend of the Guardians last night.  IT.  WAS.  AWESOME.  But more of that later.

For now, I give you my love. :)

The crazy that was MOA

The SM Mall of Asia went on a crazy sale over the weekend, with items up to 70% off.  That’s MALL WIDE SALE.  That’s 42 hectares of land, 390,193 sq m of sale goodness, right smack in the end of the longest metropolitan freeway in the country, with an effin’ big globe shining in the middle flashing a bright red arrow yelling SALE!

We managed to drag my father to come with us.  He kind of disapproved how ‘disheveled’ I looked.  He said, I look like I’m lounging around the house.  But do you really have to dress up so much just to go to the mall?  I wore really pretty earrings.

No make up

I love my earrings!

I love my mom for always wanting to shop.  And we even played around in the dressing room.

My mom exhaling

My mom inhaling. She insists she looks better here.

Cannot wait for more sales.  I just love shopping with a budget.  Hahahah!  Toodles!

The crowd at MOA

The crowd at MOA