j a n s e n. i. s. m.

Sometimes, we see the big picture by looking at the small detail.
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Sometimes, we try to find what we need but end up finding not what we want. It’s like craving for coffee but preferring Starbucks – an iced grande mocha latte with caramel syrup to be specific– when we can simply grab the available instant coffee in the pantry and solve our caffeine craving.   
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Sometimes we see many opportunities yet we choose not to seize any. It’s like having a multiple choice test item with four options, the last being ‘none of the above’. We try to exhaust our brain thinking of the best answer, and then we realize that we need more time to decide. And when we hear the ‘last-five-minutes’ warning, we simply choose the most likely correct ‘none-of-the-above’ option, give it up and submit the paper. Other times, we take a chance, do a quick ‘mini-miny-mo’, encircle something and wait for the result.
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Sometimes we miss someone but we just won’t admit. It’s like someone offers you snack and you politely refuse by saying ‘i-just-had-snack’ when in fact you still haven’t. It is fear of not getting the same response from the person we miss or of putting ourselves in a very uncomfortable situation from the one who made the offer. We rather keep things to ourselves and without sugarcoating, it’s simply called p-r-i-d-e.
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Sometimes in sharing our stories, we try to cover our personal experiences by saying ‘we’ and by disguising the present with ‘sometimes’.
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(You may also read this post entitled ‘Fish, Beer & Hotcake’ at my improved blog site
click here.)

 My Friday night hangout was dinner with Sarita and Carol at Big Buddha Restaurant in Greenbelt 3. This was our first get together in a long time which we have planned and
cancelled twice already– first in December and second was the day before
because Sarita wasn’t feeling well. Finally, January 19, we made it happen. I
preferred this Chinese restaurant from the variety of restaurants Sarita has
lined up for us because trust me, I’ve been liking Chinese food lately that I
have Chowking for lunch at least once a week. But I guess Chowking and Big
Buddha would not be a fair comparison, since the earlier is a fast food while
the latter is a restaurant. Big Buddha offers more upscale prices but better
service while not compromising the quality of food. Try their Sweet and Sour
Fish which is just perfect and only if my mom can cook fish the way they serve
it in Big Buddha, I wouldn’t be eating any other kind of meat and mom would be
totally happy. For now I have to settle with the happiness of sharing such a sumptuous
dinner with two people I look up to so much. 

The
following night, I found myself intoxicated just a week after my last. The
difference this time was I am not with my close college friends I normally
share my jug sessions with. Only Rodel, who probably baptized me to the world
of SanMig and Red Horse years ago and then two of his friends I am officially
meeting for the first time yet I know are beer experts as well. But as much as
I like to talk about everything that night like the topics discussed during the
rounds of beer, I’d like to keep some things to myself and preserve the mutual
respect for other’s privacy. All I can say is that it was one of the best
drinking sessions I’ve been to– engaging conversations, enlightening
experiences, interesting people and deep realizations. Upon waking up the
following morning, the best part of it perhaps is knowing that I didn’t do
anything I would regret while I was drunk last night.

In
continuation, I picked up my breakfast at McDonald’s Sunday morning after
leaving Rodel’s pad. Two-piece hotcake with sausage and then freshly brewed
coffee… yummy! how could you get wrong with that. I never had this kind of
breakfast in years. The only problem I had was putting myself to sleep after
having coffee and a heavy meal. I realized that I should have been taking some
rest since I only had a few hours of sleep at Rodel’s room but when I think
about the pan de sal-free, out-of-the-ususal breakfast I just had, yes, it’s
all worth it.

My
wishful thinking is that I was able to gain at least a pound or two from the
food trip and alcohol intake I had in the past few days. If not, at least I was
able to satisfy both my needs and wants. I’m cool with that!

(You may also read this post entitled ‘Fish, Beer & Hotcake’ at my improved blog site
click here.)

 My Friday night hangout was dinner with Sarita and Carol at Big Buddha Restaurant in Greenbelt 3. This was our first get together in a long time which we have planned and
cancelled twice already– first in December and second was the day before
because Sarita wasn’t feeling well. Finally, January 19, we made it happen. I
preferred this Chinese restaurant from the variety of restaurants Sarita has
lined up for us because trust me, I’ve been liking Chinese food lately that I
have Chowking for lunch at least once a week. But I guess Chowking and Big
Buddha would not be a fair comparison, since the earlier is a fast food while
the latter is a restaurant. Big Buddha offers more upscale prices but better
service while not compromising the quality of food. Try their Sweet and Sour
Fish which is just perfect and only if my mom can cook fish the way they serve
it in Big Buddha, I wouldn’t be eating any other kind of meat and mom would be
totally happy. For now I have to settle with the happiness of sharing such a sumptuous
dinner with two people I look up to so much. 

The
following night, I found myself intoxicated just a week after my last. The
difference this time was I am not with my close college friends I normally
share my jug sessions with. Only Rodel, who probably baptized me to the world
of SanMig and Red Horse years ago and then two of his friends I am officially
meeting for the first time yet I know are beer experts as well. But as much as
I like to talk about everything that night like the topics discussed during the
rounds of beer, I’d like to keep some things to myself and preserve the mutual
respect for other’s privacy. All I can say is that it was one of the best
drinking sessions I’ve been to– engaging conversations, enlightening
experiences, interesting people and deep realizations. Upon waking up the
following morning, the best part of it perhaps is knowing that I didn’t do
anything I would regret while I was drunk last night.

In
continuation, I picked up my breakfast at McDonald’s Sunday morning after
leaving Rodel’s pad. Two-piece hotcake with sausage and then freshly brewed
coffee… yummy! how could you get wrong with that. I never had this kind of
breakfast in years. The only problem I had was putting myself to sleep after
having coffee and a heavy meal. I realized that I should have been taking some
rest since I only had a few hours of sleep at Rodel’s room but when I think
about the pan de sal-free, out-of-the-ususal breakfast I just had, yes, it’s
all worth it.

My
wishful thinking is that I was able to gain at least a pound or two from the
food trip and alcohol intake I had in the past few days. If not, at least I was
able to satisfy both my needs and wants. I’m cool with that!

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