Honor Roll: Gaby Borja is on a Roll

If Gaby was rolling, then my brother Miji and I were probably rocking.

Gabriel Borja, defensive mid-fielder for the Under-21 Azkals Philippine National Football Team and currently playing in Brunei for the Hassanal Bolkiah Trophy game, belongs to the new breed of Philippine players that we had the privilege of interviewing. It was exam week, after all, not to mention his nightly training sessions—and then he also had the Intel Science Fair to prepare for, and now he’s in Brunei. Busy kid.

Clueless about Gaby prior to our interview, I half expected a geek in glasses who never spoke words with less than 3 syllables. So naïve—I confess this disgraceful notion—but don’t blame me, it’s the school: Philippine Science High School. THE Philippine Science High School. I know, right?

There’s so much to learn about Gaby, I could probably write a term paper about him. But this should do for now. It’s long enough anyway: Honor Roll: Gaby Borja is on a Roll. First seen in the Azkals Official Website, properly maintained by my industrious interpreter and brother—among other folks behind the screen.

Who’s next? ¡a ver si adivinas! (Have a guess!)

Adios!

J. Anne

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Who let the cat out of the bag?

I did. Well, to be more specific: We will.

“Stop being so cryptic,” you might think, so let me go straight to the point. The Lazy Black Cat’s going to strip these snack-time favorites we call “junk foods” bare and spill the beans on their horrendous nutritional labels and chemical-infested chips and pieces.

We need to bring back justice in the junk food universe (which has been harshly contaminated by bad fats and excessive sugar and salt), or else everyone will be flabby and bald by the end of the decade. Calendar check—that’s right—2011 just started. On the off-chance this decade has been christened with an –ing nickname, it sure isn’t synonymous to nutrition.

Anyway, with the nutritional assessment and catty remarks of this self-proclaimed food savant, let’s all hope that we can survive the Terrible 10’s (plausible, right?) and welcome the Roaring 20’s with both legs and kidneys functional. If we do, then consider this blog as having succeeded in its gastronomic mission.

Stay tuned, as this blog will be brewing in no time.

P.S.

I counted 4 clichés—my bad. I confess to being a cliché-holic out of verbal enjoyment. However I will steer clear from these literary embarrassments as much as possible, not to mention suppress the temptation of dishing out cat-related idioms and expressions. In case I do fall for the truism trap, feel free to point them out, so that I can acknowledge your benevolence.