SG Day 4a Travelogue: Rumor Has It

Thank God it’s Friday ‘coz I’m wearing my fave frou-frou dress. Ü It’s amazing how I woke up early despite the late slumber it must be the excitement of wearing it, haha!! Yesterday we learned that all trainees are staying at the 14th floor so what better way to end the last day than a group breakfast @ 8 AM. Not wanting to be the first, I called up Lawrence’s room to check if he’s out already. We agreed to meet in 10 minutes and just meet everybody downstairs.

Being the habitual latecomers the others are, I quite expected that I’m going to embark on a breakfast date. And yes I did except that it’s just less nice ‘coz Lawrence’s a tad late. It’s ok at least we’ve got the morning for ourselves to talk about a little something something. Ű I know shouldn’t give meaning on him getting a drink for me but it’s a li’l sweet, don’t you think? Hehe. Everything’s basically my idea of a breakfast date except that we are dining on a large table to accommodate the rest. Ngek! Haha!!

After some time the others arrived and we were just having a happy group breakfast. In fairness, they’re not giving me these suspicious looks anymore. Maybe they have already accepted that we make a lovely couple, haha!! Kiddin’. But I was wrong. I knew it the very moment Tri from Vietnam asked me,

“So KC, I believe you are already married, right?”

“WHAT??????” I stare at him, agog.

I didn’t mean to cause a kerfuffle explaining out loud that I am not. This is JUST a really BIG deal for me ‘coz I’ve had history with guys refusing to believe I’m single and thinking I’m bluffing just to make myself available to them. Or maybe I’m just taking it all negatively instead of being flattered. After all, what with my talents and can I just say “looks” hehe, it’s hard to believe I’m still unattached. Whatever! Guys, are just simply conceited. But I digress.

Anyway, I don’t really have sweat it off explaining to them ‘coz my friends Supachai and Lawrence know the truth and that’s all that matters. But just like movies flashing scenes in gray, my brain recalled how everybody was treating me even the big boss. PIGIL..is the word I’m searching for, the condemning looks. Everything! Well, except for Dien in Vietnam. It’s official guys, he adores me. =P One time he said he doesn’t have to look around ‘coz there’s already a beautiful girl right infront of him and when he saw me at the lobby last night, all he said was “Wow!” Yeah, I can be conceited too. Haha!!

Atleast I already cleared the issue to them and I still have to vindicate myself to our Singaporean counterparts specially Alex who first spread the rumor. Too bad Alex! He’s my 2nd crush pa naman next to Lawrence, haha!! Ssshhh!!

The three of us boarded the same taxi going to the office but Lawrence seems to have left something. His I600, our blackberry is missing and he suspects it fell on the couch while we’re waiting for Supachai. The two of them are already leaving that afternoon and they both had to check out in the morning. *Sigh* It’s just amazing that the phone was returned when we came back. Singaporean’s honesty is admirable. Ü

On the training. I know I’ve been very firm for the last two days but today is just simply laidback. Maybe I was sated during breakfast but last night’s short sleep can also be a factor. My response to the training however interesting the topic maybe is just a yawn. Yawn yawn yawn. Not even two cups of coffee can give me a boost. In gist, I didn’t learn so much this morning thanks to the hand-outs for the review. Haha! =P So can we just fast-forward to lunch?? =D

Oops, this is already long for now so let me just guys leave you with what I wore for today. Specially taken in the toilet. Yikes, haha!!

Part 4b is coming right up. =P

Thought for the Day

This just goes to show how I'm such a deluded moron. *LOLS*

SG Day 3b Travelogue: Still Walking

(Day 3a a prerequisite..hehe..=P)

On the way to Jumbo seafood restaurant along Riverwalk, I spent some time to know some of my co-trainees. Everybody now already understands my narcissistic nature and they were all game taking pictures of me. Hah, benefits of being the apple of the eye. Ü

There were a lot of scrumptious foods served in the banquet, not to mention the bizarre way of eating them, hehe. Feast your eyes on some:

Now, the seating arrangement of the round table looks something like this:

Counterclockwise: Lawrence, Charles, Leon, Cassey

Yeah, I was enjoying on my lobster when I heard Charles the big boss prod this question on Lawrence:

“So Lawrence, tell me do you have a girlfriend?”

And at that juncture, my auditory nerves are on full alert. It’s like it’s filtered all the noise from the hustle and bustle of the restaurant and concentrated on Lawrence’s response. Hmmm, what’s taking him long to reply? I raised my head and swiveled towards the left nonchalantly with my mind telling me: “Please say you’re single, please say you’re single.” Then he opened his mouth,

“You already asked me about that during the interview.”

Alright, I’m disappointed. Why can’t he just answer with a simple yes or no? Is that a thing so hard to do??? Did he say that because of the special moment we had earlier?? Ok, now that’s a bit overboard. But then, WHY???????????

Anyhoo, I had to finish the food served on my plate ‘coz Leon keeps on filling them. After that I requested for a group picture outside the restau:

The 3 Vietnamese decided to take a tour in the city via taxi but Lawrence, Supachai and I agreed to walk back to the hotel. I’m not furious at Lawrence. He even volunteered to carry one of my 3 bags. Sweet, hehe! We passed by Clarke Quay and took some pictures. We decided to explore some more after changing so it’s almost 9 PM when we met at the lobby and started our journey.

That night has got to be the most special night of my stay. Aside from seeing a small part of the beautiful Singapore, I learned more of my Asian friends Supachai and Lawrence. The latter has a lot of interesting things to say. It’s too bad he already has a girlfriend for long (no more shocking, I sort of conditioned my mind to it, =P). But I’m prickled with intrigue as to how she looks like ‘coz she’s so damn LUCKY!!! Haha!! But still, there were MOMENTS during the walk that I hope you’ll understand if I’ll just keep it for myself (just use your imagination guys, haha!). This picture covers the tiresome but all-worth it 3-hour power walk (good thing I’m in my Slim Hav):

see the line? that's how far we went..

By the time we reach back the hotel, I’m totally knackered. But I still have to return to Joy’s flat to get my toothbrush and facial bar. Fine, I’m vain! I can’t live without them. The afternoon without brushing is already too much to bear. If there were just sari-saris along the way, but neither were there 7-11 on the roads we passed by. But I think the toiletries were meant to be left at her flat.

Imagine the scenario: you’re a stranger in the 4th floor of a flat in Spottiswoode, it’s past 12 midnight, the host is not expecting you and your phone’s batt is just plainly drained. Yeah, don’t even ask how many bloody minutes I was standing outside her door calling out JJJJooooooyyyyyyy in an undertone. But when I was finally opened, I didn’t see a Joy that has been robbed of sleep. Instead, I saw her holding a mop, pale-faced and eyes just dried up of tears. What happened was the Indian caretaker broke in their flat around 11 PM when Joy and Juliet were cachinnating inside their room. Ok, let’s digest. Yes, he’s the caretaker but he didn’t inform Joy beforehand he’s coming neither knocked on their room to notify them he’s there. Once again I realized the perils of working away from your mother land. I had to stay with them until they’re finally calm and relaxed. Joy once again insisted on me staying but I had to beg off.

And as if I haven’t been scared, I hailed a cab around 2 AM. You may commend my bravery for this but fyi, I’ve done this a few times in the Philippines thanks to no boyfriend. Bitter? Haha!! And as far as I know SG is safer than the Phils.

Back in the hotel I hurriedly finished my night ritual, set the alarm for group breakfast tomorrow and totally knocked-out.

Zzzzzzzzzzzz!!!!

Mixed Emotions

An ordinary week becomes special if I found a concept or theme to write it in my blog, haha!!

Sad and Worried

2 of my relatives were hospitalized last week. Tito Boy, Joy’s uncle, has just undergone an operation for prostrate cancer. I’ve always been scared of the Big C due to our family history but little did I know that there’s this one innocuous killer if not well taken care of, the heart. My dearest Tita in the world was rushed last Tuesday. I can’t afford to loose her. =( Again, let’s always watch out for our health.

Scared and Thankful

Being the shopaholic that I am, I’m so grateful that I wasn’t in Glorietta on that uneventful day. Gurls, let’s stay away from the mall for the mean time or avoid any crowded places.

Guilty

I heard about the bombing incident through Lisa in chat. She was @ G4 during that time. After learning I immediately called in our house to warn my brother. It didn’t even occur to me to ask how she is. I mean, SHE’s @ G4 DURING THE BOMBING. She could’ve been hurt. Everything just dawned on me last Saturday. I’m such a bad friend. =( I already texted her about it but I’m still eaten up with guilt.

Confused

One of the marketing managers here resigned. She was the one who betted on loosing my dressing styles after some time on work engagement. But I think she rubbed me up the wrong way. On her last day last Friday, she told me how impressed she is because I haven’t changed and that it is a good thing. She also told me that I don’t belong in engineering (you know dolled up in a closed room). The increased number of times that I heard this is already getting into me. Hmmmmmmm..

Bitin

We were dining last Wednesday @ Dad’s Saisaki Edsa when I spotted one of my showbiz crushes, Luis Manzano. His table was right infront of ours. Abot-kamay ko na siya. I was DYING to have a picture taken with him but shyness overtook me. *Sigh* This is all I got though,

Likod pa lng ulam na, haha!!

Ilang

This is one of my considered puerile reactions when it comes to courtship. When a guy confesses that he likes me and I can’t reciprocate the feeling, I feel this in its most unwanted extreme way. I end up avoiding the guy. The thing like, I don’t want you around or don’t come anywhere near me. I just can’t believe that I haven’t worked it out yet after 3 years of singlehood and worst, on a Korean visitor we had. Phew! Good thing he’s not around anymore.

Flattered

Our baby Citas is moving into the city. ÜÜÜ Nervous of the challenge, she asked me through chat for some words of advise. I’m just in my natural speak-aloud brain not engaged moment when she typed this: “Yan ang gusto ko sayo eh, lagi mo akong pinapatawa.” I was just like awwwwwwwwwww, so sweet. Maybe making other people laugh is one of my talents. Sabi na nga ba eh, I should’ve pursued stand-up comedy. Career ito, hahaha!!!

Anticipating

Aarrgh! I don’t want to make up a separate entity for this per season but what can I do? I’m such a PBB fanatic. Come to think of it, Mariel’s surprise detention is such a big twist. She’s maybe maarte and konyotic but she can do all she wants even cuss all she wants because she’s JUST the cute Mariel that she is. Hmm, it seems that nobody interests me among the male housemates but I just can’t believe I’ve had encounters before with some of the female: Gaby dela Merced as you all know during our Mobile Hits Party and Riza Santos when we partied @ Jaipur. Also, if you happen to watch last Sunday, Toni was wearing something like this which what I also wore for my Sunday worship that afternoon, haha!!

Now is it a little or exactly the same? Haha!! All I know is that mine is the cheaper version of her Shapes dress. =P

Extremely happy =D

Anyong Korea!! =)


Countdown Clocks at WishAFriend.com

Aaahhh, the thought of seeing Lawrence again but most of all, dressing up fashionably in winter outfits. ÜÜÜ now if I can just shop……….

And now that I'm looking at it again, I don't think it's been an ordinary week. Doncha??????

SG Day 3a Travelogue: Just Keep Walking

The most resounding advice I received on this trip is to KEEP ON WALKING. After all, Singapore is just a small city/country. Well it seems that from my last two days at work all I ever did was to ride a cab to and fro my destinations. And so I intend to apply it today.

8 AM, I was already at the office and to my astonishment, Lawrence was already there. (actually, it was more of elated than astonished, hehe). So, we got to chat more on a little about something something ű though he was still busy attending to mails and I had to match that. As everybody arrives one by one, they were giving us this “Hmm, what’s up with these two? Did they come together” looks. I swear if I wasn’t in my sane self, I could’ve read their thought bubble “Did they spend the night together?” as they see us laughing together. Good grief! The training started an hour late because Supachai from Thailand forgot the time difference between the two countries, haha! Oops, it’s training time gotta concentrate.

During the session, I can’t help but notice the nice new wallpaper of Supachai so during the break I learned from him that he loves taking photos, he even has his SLR camera. Being the user-friendly that I am (haha, just kidding!), I know he will just be the perfect companion for roaming around. He has to be my friend! Hahaha!!

The big boss came and I can now understand his attention towards Lawrence. It’s no biggie anymore. I still did my best though during his short stint in the training room. He can’t make it at lunch for the treat but the night is already scheduled in a seafood restaurant. *drool*

So guess what’s my food at lunchtime? It’s still Subway, haha!! But the Vietnamese went for McDo so I’m indifferent. Surprisingly, we didn’t head back to the office after lunch but rather toured a bit on the city. If I’m not mistaken, we traversed Church Street then Philip Street where I saw a temple and a Starbucks branch until finally reaching Singapore River via a building that resembles that of Makati’s Stock Exchange.

Pics to share:

I was walking with Lawrence the whole time (which made it a bit special ϋ) he’s so gentleman and I just simply don’t give two hoots if everybody’s giving me these condemning looks as though I’ve just confirmed every suspicion they have on their minds.

That walk was helpful in establishing camaraderie among the trainees. When the session resumed, everybody seemed to be at ease now with each other. I even sampled Supachai’s expertise in taking shots of me by the window overlooking Church Street, explored on some of the pics he took last night and bah! The silent guy had also unleashed his naughty side taking candid shots of me and Lawrence during the break.

Segue: for those who noticed, yes, I have to admit albeit embarrassingly that I wore the dress for today same with last night. But you’ve got to understand guys that I slept in my friend’s flat and carried a lot of things, hehe. Besides, I washed them for today and gave it a different look.

Though I think I over-layered it on the right, no???

Part 3b in the offing. =)

Babyface Made Me Cry

(guys, i just edited my last post..lots of grammatical errors..sorry!! hehe)

Only on this one particular song. Hmp! This is me guys welcome to my EMO world, hehe.. But I’m ok with my single life now, thanks for asking. Ű Sometimes, you just can’t help it when you know, you’re right there and awed by Babyface’s presence then you’re suddenly asked with this question, “Has anyone out there ever been in love?” At first I was just like “Hell yeah!” But when followed with “Have you ever been in love with someone that you’re not with anymore?" then keyboard intro. Alright, I think I need a grip. I felt this lump in my throat and suddenly it feels a bit hot in the once cold Araneta Coliseum. I was silently listening to the song and by the time the chorus arrives “What if we were wrong about each other?” tears were already rolling down my cheeks! Yikes! Haha!!

And that, ladies and gents, is the main page of that evening. Hahaha!! I mean, do I have to stress that Babyface is awesome? It’s Babyface for crying out loud! That goes without saying. Though I'm not a total fan of him, I like his songs and I've always loved RnB music.

When I heard about the concert, I already imagined what sort of crowd to expect. And I was like, fine! I'll brave it if I'm with a girlfriend and good thing my bitch Lisa had the same ictus for some slow jams, hehe. But we were thankful though that it isn't much Valentine's day-like galore at all. In fact, it's a cornucopia of families, couples and above all, girlfriends (yeah!)

In as much as we like to, we can't party yet after the concert and for the mean time because (1) there isn't much crowd due to the holidays and (2) Lisa's on a Cinderella mode. Yeah you bet she is on a curfew. You know why?? It's because someone reported to her mom that we were seen drinking @ The Fort. Guys, you know the story behind the RX party. You're all witnesses (if only you could speak, huhu).

I recorded some songs to share with you but when I listened to it, my whoops and shrieks were much heard than the songs, haha!! Here are some mementos from the concert:

And my LSS for now:

The Bridal Package

Not that I'm getting married or something but I once read about this on a certain magazine. So, on a Saturday afternoon post half-day work without nothing to do, heck! I wanna try it for myself.

Though there are really salons who offer this, I'd rather raid my preferred ones and customize on what I really need. Much to my chagrin, a half-day sked is not enough. And also, if I compute for the entire services, it will cause too much dent in my wallet. So, I had to improvise. Below lists the pamperings I've done for the last two weeks.

(a) Hair styling. I tried a different branch of David's in a mall near us and I wasn't pleased with the service. If you just tell them to layer it, they will just sort of haggle your hair in a mish-mash way. In the end, I hated how my hair bends outward because it's not used to that stylist. Hmmp!

(b) Massage. My original masseuse was on leave when I visited I had to try the other one. Problem is, she doesn't press hard that I got ticklish specially on the back portion, hehe. But at least I was relieved after.

(c) Hot Oil. I opted to do this at home. I've been using this Kerastase hair treatment which is cheaper since you get to do it yourself and good for at least 3 months. I recommend you to try it, it's good.

(d) Foot Spa. Again, I did this myself to save some extra bucks. I'm almost complete with the paraphernalia except for that foot soaking machine. I was also in charge of the pedicure being the expert myself, save nail polishing hehe.

(e) Manicure. I can't believe how long I've kept my nails growing. It's been 2 months already and I think it's time to get my first ever French tip.Ű

Isn't it scary? Haha!! I think it's grown too long. But I'm really not good on keeping my nails manicured 'coz of my household chores (naks! =P) I always scratch them. They lasted only for 3 days. Good thing I took some pictures.

Like what Mike said, they're a true herald of me already outside Intel, hahaha!!

(f) Eyebrow threading and prophylaxis. Gosh!! I wasn't able to squeeze them forthe last two weeks. I'm such a busy bee but I'll try it within this week.

What I learned:

(a) When I was being manicured, I was sandwiched between two fat girls who know each other and I was like, "Duh, why was I placed here?" and then I suddenly missed my Bessy Joy. So girls, if you plan to this, invite a girlfriend to make it fun ayt? Ű

(b) When I was already paying my bill, I thought "For whom am I doing these for?" Believe me, questions like this really pop-out when is it already about money matters, hehehe. But what the heck, girls need to feel good about themselves once in a while. So for my azygous ladies out there, repeat after me: " I don't need a man to make me feel good about myself." There, very well said!

Then I also realized, I'm not doing this in vain. In fact I've got a date, a very famous one. And he's waiting for me @ the Araneta Coliseum tonight. Yeah, I've got a date with Babyface and I've got to get ready. So I guess, I'll just see yah! ;-)

The Attack of Skinny Jeans

Like what I’ve said before, my fashion literacy only began when I was in college. I've been in cahoots with clothes since then. But I remember this trend way back in my grade school years because of a certain experience. There was this one time I was desperately trying to fit the behemoth of my foot into my tita’s baston pants during one of our visit to our grandparents. What with the slight opening and gigantic feet of mine, it really took me so long to dress up that I was reprimanded in the car for making them wait.

The next thing I know is that I saw this trend some time in my 3rd year college and I bought one for myself. Yeah, no more borrowing or hand-me-down that time.

Now, they’re ubiquitous. Because I reckoned they won’t last that long again this time, I had myself some cheap pairs from my favorite cheap outlets, hehe, which I blogged about last March. But, I think my fashion evolvement calculation was wrong. ‘Coz now, everytime I wear my standard jeans I feel like something’s wrong. I don’t know why but for me they look outdated. So what happened was I invested for 2 more pairs (black and dark blue) on some branded outlets and been happy using them for quite some time now. However, seeing this below is not good.

Why oh why Hillary did you have to be so cute on those ever-hard-to-find color of jeans?

This color has been loudly bleeping on my style radar and you know what that means: long day and sleepless nights until I get my hands on some.

Honestly, it took me some bloody time to find outlets with white skinny and to my aghast; there's one on Mango that expectedly costs an arm and leg. Again, it took me some more time to contemplate whether it wouldn’t be a sin to do so but in the end, I sheared away from all the negatives and bought it.

So to make a wise investment out of it, I’ve already practically organized my whole wardrobe into it (I swear I’ll wear it weekly!) and started with yesterday with this number:

I know I’m not fit to the description of the jeans itself, being not so thin at all, worst knock-kneed but I thank my slight bumpy behind, long legs and pointy-toed stilettos for somehow giving it a justice. My most loved part is how it crumples in the bottom, ‘coz this is what European size or brands (or was it American?) could offer I think, lengthier. So to Kate Moss,

Don’t you dare start introducing those flares again ‘coz I’m practically over it. Understand?

And say hello to Angelina below,

Waaaaaaaaaahhh!!! Somebody help me where I can find a cheaper version of this color? Puh-leeeaaaaaaassseeeeee!!!

SG Day 2b Travelogue: To Belong or Not to Belong

(make sure you didn't miss the 2a post found here. :)

Lunchtime was spent on this place they call China Square the proximity of which is about a hairbreadth from the building. Actually it’s more of a foodcourt building and to my utter disappointment, there are no shops inside. Haha!! The big boss is not around so lunch is what I call “each to his own” (my English term for kanya-kanya, haha!). After finding a huge table to accommodate the 11 of us, each went on their way for their food quest. As the name suggests, I can see a lot of Chinese foods being served and I doubt I’ll go for it due to my chopsticks "proficiency", hehe. It took me some time to roam around though I already knew at the back of my head what I’m going for. So upon my return, I saw all of them waiting for me with noodles on their table and I’m in my tray holding my tadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa….Subway burger. Hahaha!! Ok, maybe I don’t belong. Haha!

Leon is still conversing with Lawrence and I’m left to entertain this Vietnamese who seems to be amazed by me from the beginning. (Gosh, kapal ko noh?) ‘Twas a very fast break and I’m not surprised ‘coz I know how exactly Singaporeans work. But on that very short time I got to observe the female’s corporate styles and it was just really interesting looking around. I feel like I’m in a fashion haven. Hmmm, maybe I can blend. Ü

I still haven’t talked to Lawrence before the afternoon session began. My competitive stand on the training hasn’t wobbled. Later we had this break where I headed to the pantry for a cup of coffee and Lawrence sort of followed???

The pantry’s fridge is filled with all these tetra packs of hardly heard fruit juices which I promised to try all; there’s chrysanthemum, barley, blackberry and many more. I asked him, who btw is from Malaysia, about the shortest trip to their country ‘coz of our plan B to go there on the weekend. Thank goodness for him being a Malaysian and on this ice-breaker! I finally got to poke the question on him and I was right. He’s not from engineering but rather a marketing guy handling customers. Actually he understands technical stuffs because he has an IT background. IMPRESSIVE!! (as if I haven’t been impressed before, hehe)

When we got back I just found myself conversing with him for a short time on a little about something something, finding my chair near him (unintentional, ok?) because he’s showing some stuffs from his PC, and just all ears whenever he’s speaking. I already forgot how I found out but he's actually an assistant manager in Malaysia. Also, I learned that he did not turn off his phone during the entire flight just to observe the phone's performance. Sometimes, he can be scary too, you know. I almost want to join him on the lift after the session but something in my brain told me “Ok, let’s not get high hopes on this one. We don’t even know his status yet.”

Anyway, I had to rush back to the hotel after the training ‘coz Joy’s waiting in her office in Shenton Way. We’re off to a Christian meeting and I’m going to sleep in their flat tonight. Wooohooo!! Also, I will be finally riding the bus using the EZ link card we purchased yesterday.

You know how bloopers won’t be missed out on first-times like this. When we got in the bus, I didn’t swipe my card on the machine. Ok. First of all, I didn’t see it and second of all, I thought it’s something that is automatically detected by some sensor or whatever it is on the entrance like our IDs back at Intel. Oh, bugger!! Anyway, Joy went back to swipe it for me and good thing citizens there doesn’t seem to care on other’s business. I can only imagine the shame-on-you looks I might have received had it been in the Philippines.

We chattered a lot during the ride but I didn’t expect to hear this line from her when we‘re walking along the overpass:

“Alam mo may mga weekend na gusto kong umuwi na lang bigla sa Pilipinas.”

It took me some time to respond with “Talaga?”. I can't even turn my head and see that doleful look in her eyes. but in that silence, the unsaid is there between us.

I don’t know what to say. For the first time, I finally understood the loneliness experienced by our OFWs working all over the world; why my uncle went home surprisingly after staying for 2 weeks in Saudi and why some Filipinos back at home endures the meager savings just to stay and be with their family.

I know Joy’s personality. She’s been through a lot and her name Joy is very suited to her ‘coz she’s a really jolly person. But she’s making a virtue of necessity so that time I felt like staying and find a work in able to stay with her. =(

Anyways, before the meeting Joy treated me again for some refection: noodles and hot tea with milk?????? I met some brothers and sisters in faith, photo-opped in the bus (actually, everywhere) and slept early.

bus photo-op

Yes, we didn’t talk during the night like we were before. Maybe, something has already changed.=(

Maturity

I never had a younger sister neither did I wish for one. But there’s one girl in the congregation whose Mom wants her to be like me. Hence, her Mom enrolled her in the same school though she took on a different course. At the tender age of 18, I must say she’s a pretty and intelligent lady. Truth is, I like her for my younger brother. We always talk after the Christian meetings about the happenings in my life. She knows my craziness when it comes to guys or love and how unruly sometimes I am when it comes to dressing up.

Being the guided daughter that she is, I always thought that whatever I do wouldn’t affect her that much. She has her own mind to decide plus her mother to protect her. But one Sunday meeting, I smiled at her Mom and there was no reaction on her face. I felt alarmed; her Mom has always been nice to me. I wonder what’s wrong. I inspected myself and I’m not sure but “Was it the dress?” or “Any untoward behavior lately?”

I wasn’t able to prove my hypothesis. But my reaction to that incident was profound. I was SCARED. I don’t know. No one assigned me to me that responsibility of being a ROLE MODEL but that time I felt like what they say in Tagalog movies, “Pasan ko ang daigdig.” And it’s a heavy responsibility. But then I vowed that from now on I will stand up for it. I don’t want to hear young girls’ moms or even my nieces’ moms being warned by their Mom “Huwag mong gagayahin si Ate Dang mo.” Shocks, it’s really scary. I know I have a slight problem when it comes to pleasing people too much but this one is different. I need to make some changes. Gosh, if this is what they call maturity then I am definitely freaking out.

Hello Ladies!

Unlike my silks/satins collection which I just noticed overflowing in my wardrobe, I intentionally dug on these pieces for some reasons:

(a) To be on the trend
(b) To rest my legs from wearing heels for some years
(c) To not intimidate guys with my height
(d) To make my crush comfy when talking to me..haha!! =P

I’m still not chucking my precious stilettos, platforms, slingbacks and wedges though. Take a look at them. They’re such flattering flats! FAB!! Oh, and I think I’m pulling off the red and blue nicely. ^^

OktoberFest: The Metamorphosis

I remember so well
The day that you came into my life

Haha!! I can still vividly recall the day I lost my blog virginity. I was in my smocks and goggles, typing on my laptop at one afternoon in NGCAM 14 CPU production floor of CV1, Intel Office of Dasma Cavite. That first post was written purely out of boredom. The following days I went to explore other blogs particularly Xiela’s and thought to myself: “Wow, I am not a good writer but it’s fun sharing snippets of my life with which to update friends." Since then, it became a HOBBY.

After some time, I discovered the wonders of blogspot though I’m hesitant about it at first. Touched on some basic HTMLs for designing making sure it reflects my personality. Posts-wise, exerted more efforts on writing even if it’s just a daily ephemera or day-to-day minutiae and improvised some concepts. Sure enough, it became my PASSION.

Once upon a blog-hopping, I stumbled upon this line, “In order to become a good writer, you have to be a voracious reader.” Back then the word WRITER doesn’t interests me. I was surrounded by very good writers like Sam, Lisa and Xiela. They all tackle about the profound things in life and I can only shrink and say “I can never be like them.” Nonetheless, I still took on reading and eventually found some new inspiration.

Now, I can say I’ve reached the very pinnacle of this whole thing I began, I wanna be a WRITER. I know, it’s very far from my profession and the very though of it makes me cower. But I’m learning….I’m training…Someday I will be……….

It’s been 2 years folks and I haven’t celebrated my 1st year on Friendster. So October will be a very special month. I’ve cooked and is still cooking some special posts for this month and I hope that you’ll all still be there supporting me in this journey. I would very much love to hear more from you too. ;-)