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March 30, 2007 | Posted by Roberta at Announcements, Pinoy Centric

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THE WEEK HAS BEEN A PRETTY HECTIC ONE, we can’t believe it’s actually Friday! (You won’t believe how we moved heaven and earth to track down this world-class designer who’s much sought after—but that will be for future posts, yet, dear readers. Suffice it to say, the following weeks will bring you more exciting reads!)

So whatever happened this week? Let me see:

Fr. Stephen Cuyos, MSC, makes history as the first Pinoy podcaster priest (don’t you just love the tag?).
Lory Tan of WWF Philippines tells us about the release of the Mameng at the Tubbataha Reef.
While we shed tears with photojournalist Luis Liwanag in Innerview, we also saw a man who could not be daunted, and that made us believe in him all the more. You’ll see more of his photos in the coming weeks as he joins the PinoyCentric team. Welcome, Luis!
GMA 7 broadcast journalist Howie Severino explains why people stay till the ungodly hours to watch I-Witness.
Dean Francis Alfar remembers the old family house in Greenhills and comes full circle with the realization that “a house you can always sell and leave behind,” while family “you take with you wherever you go.”
Cathy Babao-Guballa writes about “a piece of heaven on luxurious, solid ground” at the Discovery Suites’ Terra Wellness Spa.
One more night before the BIG night: The 2007 Philippine Blog Awards will be held tomorrow, March 31, 5 p.m., at the Podium 4 of the RCBC Plaza Auditorium. Big thanks to Jayvee Fernandez and Gail Dela Cruz-Villanueva for sending us the invites on such short notice.
On that note, here’s a special shout-out to Philippine Blog Awards finalists and PinoyCentric pals: Jessica Zafra, Lori of Dessert Comes First, Jeff Vergara of Dubai Chronicles, Nostalgia Manila, “Coconuter” David Poarch, and Enrico Dee of “Byahilo.”
And please don’t forget: There’s still time to send your entries for PinoyCentric’s Ika Nga Cartoon Caption Contest, which will close at midnight tomorrow (Philippine time), March 31.
In case you didn’t know, PinoyCentric is also at Flickr. Whether you’re an amateur, frustrated, or professional photographer, or just plain love pictures, you’re welcome to join our Flickr community here.

* To these new PinoyCentric friends, thanks for the linky love!

o Leah Mumford Lang
o Sidney Snoeck of My Sarisari Store
o Nancy Reyes
o Ricky Manzano
o Ellen Tordesillas
o Richard Timothy Cunningham
o Arpee Lazaro
o Wilfredo Pascual
o Dean Francis Alfar
o Clare
o Kat
o Rain Contreras
o Dr. Abner Hornedo

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Fabulous Spa Terra ding_pc_right-gray

March 29, 2007 | Posted by Roberta at Features and Articles, Philippines

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By Cathy Babao-Guballa

I’M A CERTIFIED SPA-HOLIC.

If there is one luxury I like to indulge in, it is both the thrill and the comfort that an hour (or more) at the spa can bring. I don’t want to think of it as an indulgence but rather an essential to maintaining my well-being. For some women, shopping for clothes or jewelry does the trick; for others it’s cooking, I’d rather spend time resting my mind and body while someone kneads my woes away.

It really doesn’t have to cost you an arm and a leg. Spa treatments run the breadth of 350 pesos for a relaxing foot reflexology treatment to a high of 4,500 for a package (scrub, massage, and facial) at a high-end spa. Last week, my friend T and I found ourselves at one of the newer and pricier ones in the city. Nevertheless it was a spa moment to remember.

Terra Wellness Spa (638-9145 to 46 or 638-2977) is located at the fourth floor of Discovery Suites at the Ortigas Center on ADB Avenue. Terra, a Latin word for “earth,” has seven elegant treatment rooms that offer total privacy for couples or individuals. All luxurious treatment rooms have individual shower and bathroom facilities. After spending time with the Good Shepherd nuns, cleansing our souls, my friend T and I thought it was time to pamper our weary bodies and mid-lifing spirits. So off we went to Terra.

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By Dean Francis Alfar

MY FAMILY RECENTLY sold the old house in Greenhills and commenced moving into a condo in Makati. With most of the children grown up and living on their own here or abroad, it was decided, among other things, that the house was too big for my mother and my stepfather.

I spent many years of my youth within the walls of that house; my own room was the converted library with multiple shelves and three doors: one into the main house, one into a small study with a secret spiral staircase, and one into the outside world (which facilitated my sneaking in girls at odd hours without waking anyone up or my breaking the curfew for an evening with friends elsewhere). I swiftly took over the shelves, consigning my stepfather’s lawyerly books to the farthest end of the room and stacking my own comic boxes and fantasy novels within my eyes’ reach. My bed was huge and had a cavernous space beneath it: one time, a friend of mine spent hours hidden underneath, waiting patiently to frighten me: it worked and my scream—in the middle of the night—was vintage horror movie.

The old house had a swimming pool with a rock slide that curved once before pitching the bleeding slider into the pool. The blood was there because the stone slide was roughly finished. As one slid down, numerous tiny protrusions lacerated flesh—it all happened quickly, though, and one never had time to notice the pain immediately since a giant splash into the pool followed. It was only afterward, while bobbing up and down the chlorine-infused water, that the small suggestions of discomfort blossomed into pain, though it was the kind of pain we all had to smile through because—well, because kids did that. It wasn’t long before we discontinued the use of the Slide of Sorrow. Then when we all outgrew the fact that we had a pool we could use anytime, we stopped swimming altogether. The pool was converted first into a fishpond, a dark and brooding artificial body of water with meager numbers of tilapia and snails. When mosquitoes and other unwholesome creatures took residence, the pool was drained, the fish and snails devoured or thrown away, and the cavity was filled with earth and planted with a variety of trees and herbs. The converted pool-garden was too small to walk through, but I think the truncated line of stunted banana trees had its charm.

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Is this the golden age of documentaries? ding_pc_right-gray

March 28, 2007 | Posted by Armand B. Frasco at Media, Philippines

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