:: g l i m p s e s ::

About Me

If I turn this way and the light hits me at this angle, how do I look?
your name:

url:

your message:

Entries for February, 2005

February 3rd, 2005

Miss Piggy

Posted by guia at 04:26 PM on February 3, 2005.

I read something about women who were born between Feb. 12, 1983 and Jan. 31, 1984. I don't know how accurate it was, but it sure reminded me of several people I know.

To lesser "Piggy" Pigs, don't hate me. This just scratches the surface of your otherwise scary sign, and I didn't want to type the entire thing so I just chose the easily recognizable traits over the situation-specific ones.

The Pig

      Endearing and gallant, gentle yet strong of will, those who are born under the sign of the Pig are the vanguard of purity and good. Nothing is too much to ask of a Pig. No secret will escape her lips, no disappointment daunt her loyalty nor scar her belief in the basic worth of humankind. Though she may falter and stumble in the face of treachery and ill will, the Pig usually emerges clean as a whistle, brandishing the banner of humanitarianism and charity.

      When you first meet a Pig, she would seem too good to be true. She is careful and genuinely caring, worried on how she will strike you, courteously hesitant to call you by your first name and so opulently well-mannered as to make you wonder if she has been lobotomized.

      Maybe this gentle, cultivated approach is one reason why she is always so attractive. Marriage-minded men find docile, gracious, cultured lady Pigs irresistibly wifely. Lady Pigs are the easiest to marry off in Chinese culture. Then, too, marriage-craving women snap Piggy men right off their mothers’ apron strings and hog-tie them for life.

      A Pig person is among the most likeable, respectable, and upstanding citizens of this planet. She is one of the nicest, most loving people around. She has the warmest, most graciously furnished living room, the most infallible good taste and a magical gift for making guests feel both satisfied and special.

      She is attuned to the other, geared towards exteriorizing her goodness. She almost seems born to give, to yield and to serve. She is constantly sacrificing her own happiness and comfort for the sake of somebody else: a child, a mate, a dog or a cat, a neighbor who is sick or a colleague at work. In sickness and in health, she is always there to fetch juices and hot water bottles for those she loves.

      A Pig can never utter an untruth without fearing the worst. Her good deportment and will to behave are not based on cunning or a desire to get more than her share of applause or attention. She just doesn’t believe there is any other way.

     She is not much in the use of her tongue for thinking purposes. She does not function well in circumstances where negotiation requires quick on-her-feet volley of words. Rather, where language is a factor she is advised to let others do the business talking. Nevertheless, when she is in a comfortable social situation where she does not feel threatened, she can literally take the floor for an entire evening of storytelling, banter and jokes.

      Not only is a Pig easy to fool, she likes it that way. She clings to the idea that everybody is beautiful and inherently good. No matter how old she gets, she never ceases to believe in that goodness. Take Snow White, who is an archetypal Pig lady, for example—she turned the miserable hovel of the Seven Dwarfs into a cheery home in the woods and never asked for anything in return. She pleaded to whatever goodness and humanity there was in the woodman, her stepmother’s paid assassin, to spare her life; and she got almost killed thrice by the same old woman who, she thought, could never do her any harm with combs and ribbons and apples. That is a Pig lady in a nutshell, although there is often more to her than mere naiveté.

      Although often lacking in caution, a Pig is usually an intellectual. To remove books and cultural events from her life would be both cruel and foolish. Since she is sensitive as well as emotive, what she gathers from reading and attending plays, concerts, art openings, and the like feeds her soul and has a stabilizing effect on her sometimes tormented spirit. Because she is neither flashy in dress or demeanor, this creature of habit and docility often goes unnoticed in crowds. Please don’t think for a minute that because she appears shy or retiring in a group, this position of ignominy does not bother her. On the contrary, it troubles her deeply and causes her to feel insecure and unworthy. She always wishes she were not so vulnerable, but her timid nature is uncooperative in this regard.

      Sadness is an emotion with which a Pig feels at home. She is rarely guilty of self-pity, but she will suffer for the woes of others.

      A Pig lady either has an obsession for cleanliness or has none. If she has, her home will always be, as they say, “clean as a pig’s whistle”. If not, well, just try imagining a typical pigsty, or better yet, the outcome of an undetected hurricane.

      She likes to indulge, often in food, but baths and massages come in close second. Also, she seldom can resist the siren’s call of cute trifles and pretty clothes. Although she is not a spend-thrift, she often makes purchases on impulse, especially when she feels she has long been denied of a treat.

      Some Pig ladies refuse to grow up. They feel safe in the role of daughter where the flood of responsibility is not always up to their noses. A lady Pig loves to be mothered and likes to know that someone bigger and stronger will fight the battles for her.

      In love affairs, the Pig woman is rarely the aggressor. She wants to be courted, seduced and brought swooning to the marriage bed. As a young woman, she dreams of a Prince Charming who will break her passivity’s shell, sweep her off her feet and carry her to the land of love and lollipops. (“Someday my Prince will come… and away to his castle we’ll go, we’ll be happy forever, I know…”) She practically lives for the ideal of romantic love; she wants to submit, be taken care of and adored and, most of all, to give pleasure.

show some skin?

February 14th, 2005

To the people who make up my reality

Posted by guia at 04:54 PM on February 14, 2005.

"When someone loves you for a long, long time," explained the wise, old Skin Horse to the Velveteen Rabbit, "not just to play with, but REALLY loves you, then you become Real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful. "When you are Real you don't mind being hurt."

"Does it happen all at once, like being wound up," he asked, "or bit by bit?"

"It doesn't happen all at once," said the Skin Horse. "You become. It takes a long time. That's why it doesn't often happen to people who break easily, or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. Generally, by the time you are Real, most of your hair has been loved off, and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. But these things don't matter at all, because once you are Real you can't be ugly, except to people who don't understand."

show some skin?

February 16th, 2005

Wa-poise

Posted by guia at 07:21 PM on February 16, 2005.

show some skin?

February 17th, 2005

Another towel

Posted by guia at 05:28 PM on February 17, 2005.

Some people clearly don't have any respect for other people's belongings. They just use whatever is convenient for them at the moment. He's been told before not to use my stuff, but he still did.

He ruins his own things and then uses mine without even asking for my permission.

My towel was pink, for crying out loud. It was in the middle of a pile of white clean towels, and he just had to use it. He even offset the pile.

Friggin' Sheep.

Sometimes you just can't curse someone enough.

I hope his daughter gives him hell when she grows up.
Currently feeling: murderous

show some skin?

February 20th, 2005

One step at a time

Posted by guia at 08:34 PM on February 20, 2005.

I think I know what I've been doing wrong. Because I was worried I may not be able to give my tutees their money's worth, I tried to cram as much information as I could in their 2 hour classes. It was, needless to say, wrong of me to force feed them new sentence patterns without first making (absolutely) sure that they are already comfortable in using the previous ones.

I hoped we could finish the intermediate sentence patterns towards the end of April. But what good will that do if they aren't able to internalize the grammar?

I will do better in our next meeting.

show some skin?

February 24th, 2005

Hobbes is so cute when he sleeps

Posted by guia at 08:10 PM on February 24, 2005.

show some skin?

February 25th, 2005

Taking a deep breath before I dive

Posted by guia at 07:40 PM on February 25, 2005.

I'm at a point in my life where a bunch of papers will decide my fate.

I could say farewell to almost everything I've ever known and take a leap of faith, or I could not and remain as I am, only partly changed by circumstance.

Water passes through the smallest crevices, it finds ways when nothing else can. Water flows wherever it can -- it must flow, else it stagnates and dies.

I will flow, because it is only then when I'll be truly alive.

show some skin?

February 26th, 2005

Survey a la Friendster

Posted by guia at 10:35 PM on February 26, 2005.

i n f o r m a t i o n
1. name: Guia Padilla
2. single or taken: which is taken?
3. sex: femme
4. birthday: 02 December
6. siblings: an errant one
7. hair color: dark brown and black
8. eye color: dark brown
9. shoe size: 7 1/2
10. height: 5'4"

r e l a t i o n s h i p s
1. who are your best friends?: No need for labels, they know they're special, right?!
2. do you have a boyfriend/girlfriend? No. He's not my boyfriend.

f a s h i o n s t u f f
1. where is your favorite place to shop: hobby shop... or a book shop...
2. any tattoos or piercings: both my earlobes are pierced.

s p e c i f i c s
1. do you do drugs? I like the taste of cough syrup. Does that count?
2. what kind of shampoo do you use? Pantene Total Care
3. what are you most scared of? Of being a disappointment to my parents.
4. who is the last person that called you? ho e.
5. Where do you want to get married? in a beautiful garden.
6. What would you change about yourself? I'm a work in progress, I can't really say.

f a v o r i t e s
1. color: white (if it is a color), but it varies, depending on my mood.
2. food: chicken-pork adobo, piping hot white rice... nyamnyam...
3. boys names: let's not go there.
4. girls names: let's not go here either.
5. subjects in school: art and literature, *dance, Biology, Chemistry, Algebra.
6. animals: Dogs and birds.
7. sports: Gymnastics, figure skating, sports climbing.

h a v e y o u e v e r
1. given anyone a bath? Yes.
2. smoked? Never.
3. bungee jumped?: No, thank you.
4. made yourself throw up?: Yes.
5. skinny dipped?: Not yet.
6: ever been in love?: Of course.
7. made yourself cry to get out of trouble?: There's such a thing called pride...
9. actually seen your crush naked? Not interested.
10. cried when someone died? Yes.
11. lied: Yes.
12. been rejected?: They were subtle.
13. rejected someone? Expressed my disgust at someone, yes. I think he hated me for a while after I tore his love letter to shreds.
14. done something you regret? I try not to dwell on my past.

c u r r e n t
clothes: spaghetti straps, loose cotton pants.
make-up: none.
annoyance: RSI.
in cd player: Will put in Kenny Rankin later.
in dvd player: Nothing in it.

l a s t p e r s o n
you touched: my mother.
hugged: ho e.
you im'ed: Martin.
you yelled at: I don't remember.

a r e y o u
understanding: on most days.
open-minded: regarding what?
arrogant: I have my moments.
insecure: Sometimes.
interesting: I don't know.
random: a pink little piglet.
hungry: a bit.
smart: ten years ago, then UP happened to me. ^^
organized: I know where my stuff are.
shy: Depends if the situation calls for it.
difficult: Often.
attractive: Hohohohoho. I can't answer that.
messy: when in a bad mood.

r a n d o m
In the morning i: I say thank you.
love is: a syllogism.
i dream about: people.

o p p o s i t e/s a m e s e x
what do you notice first: bearing.
last person you slow danced with: ho e.
worst question to ask: "Do I make you randy?"
who makes you laugh the most: Friends who make for wonderful buffoons...
who makes you smile the most?: Just about anything can make me smile, even if it's a gloating type of smile.

d o y o u e v e r
sit on the internet all night waiting for that someone special to im you?: No.
wish you were a member of the opposite sex?: I did.
wish you were younger: Not really.
cry because someone said something about you?: I'm a sap.

n u m b e r
of times i have had my heart broken: My heart is mine alone.
of hearts I have broken: I don't know.
of guys i've kissed: Oh look, a mouse! A cute mouse!
of girls i've kissed: Kissed where?
of continents i have lived in: One.
of chill friends: I am their chilly friend.
of cds i own: I don't count.
of scars on my body: scars from the field, scars from grade school, scars from Katie and Amor...

f i n a l q u e s t i o n s
1. do you like filling these out? It was amusing.
2. gold or silver: Silver. And pearls. Pretty pearls. Expensive pearls.
3. what was the last film you saw at the movies: The Phantom of the Opera (was a music video).
7. favorite cartoon/anime?: NGE pa rin, Slam Dunk, Ranma 1/2 and Inuyasha.
8. what did you have for breakfast this morning?: Milk, chocolate milk and cheese bread.
10. who would you love being locked in a room with?: Karl, so we can talk all day.
11. could you live without your computer?: Yes.
12. would you color your hair?: Sure.
13. could you ever get off the computer: Of course.
14. habla espanol: Donde esta el baño? Je ne comprend pas. Wakaranai. Wo pu ming pai. Piaw si.
15. how many people are on your buddy list?: Too lazy to count.
16. drink alcohol?: Socially.

show some skin?