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Saturday, April 28, 2007
Tuesday, April 24, 2007
The Next Best Thing to My Profession
Ever since my third robbery experience (2 out of 3 of which were successful), I’ve wised up and became vigilant in my surroundings. I kept myself informed on all the tricks and tactics of these gangs so if possible I can make myself out and avoid being victimized again. Especially during the 2 months after the last absolutely worst incident, I was so paranoid that sometimes I’ll drop by on very uncommon places (those like just 2 mins away from where you boarded the jeepney and the one infront of Manila Hotel in Roxas Boulevard out of the fx, huh?). As soon as I sensed something fishy, I don’t mind spending more in a cab or riding another vehicle just to be safe. It was traumatizing.
Last Friday night I was walking along Divi area and was on my way to my last ride when all of a sudden a man appeared in my left side and started talking to me.
I am a fast walker. In my dirty-white-and-blue-striped-super-low-but-pinned-to-a-modest-low-V-neck-cute-body-hugging-top and in my skinny jeans that night and in all the fabulous outfits I am wearing, yes, I do not saunter. I hurry.
He was still gasping for breath from trying to catch up on me. “Excuse me, can I talk to you? I just need to ask you something.”
Ok. I do not usually talk to strangers. I’m aware that there are hundreds of victims already on situations like this but there’s something in him that made me give in. Maybe it’s the polite approach. So, I led him in front of the 7-11 station Divi where I could get a good look of who he is and exposed enough for the public to see the two of us. (See? I’m still working slyly you know. So don’t give me those oh-my-god-you’re-so-stupid-KC reactions. Not just yet. Not yet.)
The man or gay I’m not sure was standing around 5’5”, his long black and gray hair tied into a bun, wearing a plain mocha t-shirt in his bulging tummy and shorts. “I’m Direk Pol Natividad. Director of Ina Raymundo’s Sabado Nights commercial. Remember?”
Pol Natividad, pol natividad. Hmm, the name doesn’t ring a bell. Sabado nights?
“Aaah, yeah?” I doubtfully replied.
“Listen. I’ll be directing a commercial for Chanel jeans in Singapore. You seem to carry your jeans well. Are you interested in becoming a model?”
Stop. And in my head goes. “Woooooohooooooooo. Hail fabulous skinny jeans! But, SAY WHAT? A model?”
“Direk, sorry ngkamali po yata kayo ng nilapitan.”
“Sinasabi mo bang bulag ako?” with his pointing finger to his eyes.
Now I got scared. “Eh, I don’t have the body built of a model. I mean, I’m not skinny and definitely not that flawless.”
“Iha, I may have not seen you fully coz it was dark from where I was standing while eating when you passed by. And now, seeing you I can say that you have slight problems on your skin in the face but maybe that’s because you’re not taking good care of it or something else is causing it.”
Then he proceeded on discussing how the modern advancements in technology can take care of my insecurities, even using Ara Mina as an example saying how voluptuous she looks in her curves. I learned also something from him with regards to bone structure which is specifically what the camera is aiming for. I can perceive a veteran person talking right in front of me.
Still doubtful of my capabilities and untrusting on him as well, I told him that I’ll think about it and just show up in the auditions if I’ve fully decided.
Then he goes on wondering why I was reluctant on the opportunity. He mentioned how other girls were and would be so delighted upon hearing his words and them even initiating to discuss the details in a conducive environment, a restaurant maybe, where he can present to them the plan and all. He was so frustrated with my reaction.
Ok. Quick self-analysis: For me, to be called a model is to be bestowed upon a great compliment. It’s a dream…..yet it’s my frustration too. I know I can never be one. Sure, many people are asking why I didn’t pursue a career like that. Hearing that would flatter me for a nanosecond and after snapping out of it, I’ll blurt out “Ngek. Hindi ako pwede dun noh.” But now hearing it from a “claiming” director, plus Chanel, plus Singapore..aaahhhh, it’s JUST. OVERWHELMING. But saying yes to him would mean giving up on everything I worked for.
(to be continued)
Last Friday night I was walking along Divi area and was on my way to my last ride when all of a sudden a man appeared in my left side and started talking to me.
I am a fast walker. In my dirty-white-and-blue-striped-super-low-but-pinned-to-a-modest-low-V-neck-cute-body-hugging-top and in my skinny jeans that night and in all the fabulous outfits I am wearing, yes, I do not saunter. I hurry.
He was still gasping for breath from trying to catch up on me. “Excuse me, can I talk to you? I just need to ask you something.”
Ok. I do not usually talk to strangers. I’m aware that there are hundreds of victims already on situations like this but there’s something in him that made me give in. Maybe it’s the polite approach. So, I led him in front of the 7-11 station Divi where I could get a good look of who he is and exposed enough for the public to see the two of us. (See? I’m still working slyly you know. So don’t give me those oh-my-god-you’re-so-stupid-KC reactions. Not just yet. Not yet.)
The man or gay I’m not sure was standing around 5’5”, his long black and gray hair tied into a bun, wearing a plain mocha t-shirt in his bulging tummy and shorts. “I’m Direk Pol Natividad. Director of Ina Raymundo’s Sabado Nights commercial. Remember?”
Pol Natividad, pol natividad. Hmm, the name doesn’t ring a bell. Sabado nights?
“Aaah, yeah?” I doubtfully replied.
“Listen. I’ll be directing a commercial for Chanel jeans in Singapore. You seem to carry your jeans well. Are you interested in becoming a model?”
Stop. And in my head goes. “Woooooohooooooooo. Hail fabulous skinny jeans! But, SAY WHAT? A model?”
“Direk, sorry ngkamali po yata kayo ng nilapitan.”
“Sinasabi mo bang bulag ako?” with his pointing finger to his eyes.
Now I got scared. “Eh, I don’t have the body built of a model. I mean, I’m not skinny and definitely not that flawless.”
“Iha, I may have not seen you fully coz it was dark from where I was standing while eating when you passed by. And now, seeing you I can say that you have slight problems on your skin in the face but maybe that’s because you’re not taking good care of it or something else is causing it.”
Then he proceeded on discussing how the modern advancements in technology can take care of my insecurities, even using Ara Mina as an example saying how voluptuous she looks in her curves. I learned also something from him with regards to bone structure which is specifically what the camera is aiming for. I can perceive a veteran person talking right in front of me.
Still doubtful of my capabilities and untrusting on him as well, I told him that I’ll think about it and just show up in the auditions if I’ve fully decided.
Then he goes on wondering why I was reluctant on the opportunity. He mentioned how other girls were and would be so delighted upon hearing his words and them even initiating to discuss the details in a conducive environment, a restaurant maybe, where he can present to them the plan and all. He was so frustrated with my reaction.
Ok. Quick self-analysis: For me, to be called a model is to be bestowed upon a great compliment. It’s a dream…..yet it’s my frustration too. I know I can never be one. Sure, many people are asking why I didn’t pursue a career like that. Hearing that would flatter me for a nanosecond and after snapping out of it, I’ll blurt out “Ngek. Hindi ako pwede dun noh.” But now hearing it from a “claiming” director, plus Chanel, plus Singapore..aaahhhh, it’s JUST. OVERWHELMING. But saying yes to him would mean giving up on everything I worked for.
(to be continued)
Saturday, April 21, 2007
Achilles' Heel
I feel compelled to write a special article per month. I’m not sure if you can relate it to April’s Fool Day, haha! But at least it’s an original and if I may say, a well thought of idea. But maybe in the end you might just get confused if showcasing Visio was the whole point of it. Ha-ha!
For some girls/women, crushes can serve as their inspirations. They can bring out the best in them. Of course, the end in mind is to win these guys over. I totally salute them ‘coz for me, it’s the other side of the coin. These cute guys specially those whom which I have a monstrous crush on bring out the tomfoolery in me. They’re my weakness, causing me to feel uneasy and act in inexplicable ways that in the end makes me whack my head and curse “With what I did, I swear I would never want to meet him up again.”
Listed below are the top four ridiculous scenarios based on my true-to-life encounters arranged in a chronological manner. Illustrated better with the use of Microsoft Visio (aaahh feels so good to re-unite with this tool again. ;)
Scenario#1: Happened around Q4 of 2004, Lisa and I were on our way back to our cubicle after lunch. We were already on that spot below when I caught sight of this FSE from Panasonic (J and his friend F) whom I really adored because of his cute face and nice dimples. He’s a family man, too! ( responsible son, that is, you bananaheads!) And of all the days that it will happen, my goodness, that day I’m in total discomfort of my muddy sneakers due to an accident encountered in the early morning. So as I was saying, we were supposed to be treading that aisle, that normal passageway (I repeat N-O-R-M-A-L) when after seeing him I turned around in a jiffy and marathoned in that parallel narrow leeway to avoid him. (That thing on the right side are cabinets and fyi, ONLY admins pass there ONCE IN A WHILE to access some files.) And the funnier part is, the panels of the cubicles are just like 5’5” tall. With me being 5’7” and him 5’11”, I can only imagine his grins as he view me through my head stride that other way. God, why did I ever do that?????
i. L for Lisa and K for yours truly
Scenario#2: (occurred sometime Q3 of 2005) WBCT is not a stranger to you anymore, right? I mean I’ve been mentioning him here for the nth time now. When I learned that he’s already taken, I said to myself that I will be contented if I’ll just get acquainted with him. And so Lisa, my super friend who’s always been uber-excited in my lovelife conspired with her IT support J (a basketball teammate and opposite cubicle of W) and presented me with the plot. I was at first hesitant about it but later gathered the chutzpah to come over J’s cube and pull-off a so-called “business-like” conversation before the dreadful introduction. The fake conversation took some bloody minutes as J can’t find the perfect idle time for W to engage in a casual talk. And finally, the moment I’ve been waiting for. J called W and is on his way to us when suddenly, I decided to run away and hide myself. Yes, ladies and gents, I literally ran in that opposite direction leaving Lisa and J behind. Aaargh, what was I thinking? It must be the stupidest, most embarrassing moment in my life. Lisa was even a bit pissed with what happened and I ended up apologizing to her. How uncivilized of me. But past is past. I take comfort in the thought that I already moved out of the company. Whew!!
ii. Run-away bride
Scenario#3: (Mid Feb of 2006) He’s a clean-cut guy with a boy-next-door vibe, an MTE in the test area whom I once believed will be my next bf. We just started texting via a 3rd party giving him my number. Things didn’t turn the way I expected but we remained friends nonetheless: occasionally chatting through office IM when he’s on shift and once-in-a-blue-moon texting. Again I was with Lisa enjoying our after-lunch conversation on a Friday afternoon in the cafeteria when I just noticed him coming from behind, approaching us and shoot! Sat himself right in our table. I don’t know what’s with him that time but his visit was just quick. He looked at my cellphone and uttered a few lines of kamustahan I guess. I can’t exactly recall what happened. All I know is that I’m just smiling the whole time he was there to save me from further humiliating myself. I know I did my best to act normal and felt quite safe when he left UNTIL, Lisa enumerated to me one-by-one the silly things I did. Well according to her, I was gushing, super-blushing, not looking at him in the eye, uneasy, smiling for nothing at all..and all that silly stuffs! Clothes and ambiance below not accurate but the red one? Yes! I wonder why I blush like that! It must be the toner. Geese! Fyi, that guy once took me home and I don’t wanna recall the stupid things I did while I was with him. Aaaaaack!!
iii. Blush like a pro
Scenario#4: (Sans Lisa this time, no she's not the jinx hehe.) It’s been months now that I’m prospectless and happily contented on being single. I’ve been engaging myself on a lot of activities and busying myself on a lot of interviews as well. You see, I always come prepared during job interviews, howbeit technical or just merely personal. However on this, I wasn’t informed for a technical one. Unprepared as I may be, I braved the room of doom with a silent prayer of surviving the interrogation. I gazed around and uuggh! The last thing I’m expecting on this four-cornered room is a cute guy. Guy #3 is a Chinese, around 27-30, smart-looking in his eyeglasses, tall and thin and exudes an arrogant aura. Just exactly my type, now I’m really dead. During the course of the interview I must say he was quite impressed with my resume (even mentioning to Guy # 4 my top 14 board achievement) BUT, I turned him down with my answer to his question. He asked me something about routers to which I unflinchingly said “I can’t recall.” just to be safe and avoid his further query. OK, quick justification: I know there’s this valid excuse of the topic being studied some 4 years ago and not being applied in my current job makes it permafrost in my mind. But in retrospect, I do believe that I can ransack that part of my cranium where the data is and eventually come up with a rather wise-though-not-exact answer. I know I can! Instead, I let myself loose in the situation. How destructive the effects are to me. To sum it up, I did well on the other questions, as long as it’s not his. The men (yes, all of them are) even made me stand and speak and write Chinese characters on the whiteboard (knowing Mandarin is an advantage). It’s been 4 weeks now and I’m not expecting a positive call from them neither did I make a follow-up. Besides, I don’t wanna get confused. Moral lesson: Always update your CV, don’t put something in there that you’re not confident at when questioned, haha!
iv. Dumb and dumberer
The gist is, ever since my last break-up I never learned how to behave normally infront of someone that I like. But honestly, do I really turn them off? How awful! I’m pathetic.
Sidenote: For those who might just be wondering, yes, I am an engineer, a kikay one. ;)
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Troubled
For 3 reasons:
1. Our Labrador Casper is getting weaker and weaker everyday. Last Monday, I found him not responding to any food which he usually devours. The next day, he took some medicine from the vet and was back to normal. But later that night, I noticed his eyes are rolling back to his head as if in delirium. Reminiscent of Milky’s condition before, I can’t help but feel pity towards him as he does these coughing sounds. I’m endlessly worried. I hope it’s just some sort of temporary dog malady and that he’ll be back in shape soon (Mama’s hypothesis is that it’s some sort of temperature effect, huh?). I can’t handle anymore loss. =(
2. Bruce is going to Slovenia for the Big Brother Swap. Of all the housemates, why does it have to be him? Waaahh… Aren’t the Slovenians liberated? I mean there are countries where they allow uhmmm..you know, that live x-rated thing in TV? And again, waaaaaaaaaaahhh to that. Who can’t resist Bruce’s buffed body? I would have to admit, if given the chance I would like to taste his…………..ADOBO!! (And what exactly are you thinking, you pervert?) Well, I suppose the right thing to feel is to be happy for him, right? Alright, I am I am. That’s love right? Setting your loved one free and I’ve already learned that the hard way. Anyway,
Kamusta naman ang pagtulog ni Wendy on the sofa with him? I’m getting green with envy. Grrrr!!
I’ll miss you Bruce. *sniff*
3. Lately, I’ve been thinking about the Singapore thing. My batchmates are all swarming there after gaining some local experience. Well, well, well. Qui vive? The once anti-it girl is now taking this in consideration. I don’t know but I’m quite sure it’s not the current work. I still have to see when I visit it this year. I’m giving myself ‘til end of this year to decide anyways.
My apologies for boring you with these non-sense things. My mind has been in a jello lately due to absorbing new acronyms and adopting to new environment. I have a special article for this month though. Watch out for it. =)
1. Our Labrador Casper is getting weaker and weaker everyday. Last Monday, I found him not responding to any food which he usually devours. The next day, he took some medicine from the vet and was back to normal. But later that night, I noticed his eyes are rolling back to his head as if in delirium. Reminiscent of Milky’s condition before, I can’t help but feel pity towards him as he does these coughing sounds. I’m endlessly worried. I hope it’s just some sort of temporary dog malady and that he’ll be back in shape soon (Mama’s hypothesis is that it’s some sort of temperature effect, huh?). I can’t handle anymore loss. =(
2. Bruce is going to Slovenia for the Big Brother Swap. Of all the housemates, why does it have to be him? Waaahh… Aren’t the Slovenians liberated? I mean there are countries where they allow uhmmm..you know, that live x-rated thing in TV? And again, waaaaaaaaaaahhh to that. Who can’t resist Bruce’s buffed body? I would have to admit, if given the chance I would like to taste his…………..ADOBO!! (And what exactly are you thinking, you pervert?) Well, I suppose the right thing to feel is to be happy for him, right? Alright, I am I am. That’s love right? Setting your loved one free and I’ve already learned that the hard way. Anyway,
Kamusta naman ang pagtulog ni Wendy on the sofa with him? I’m getting green with envy. Grrrr!!
I’ll miss you Bruce. *sniff*
3. Lately, I’ve been thinking about the Singapore thing. My batchmates are all swarming there after gaining some local experience. Well, well, well. Qui vive? The once anti-it girl is now taking this in consideration. I don’t know but I’m quite sure it’s not the current work. I still have to see when I visit it this year. I’m giving myself ‘til end of this year to decide anyways.
My apologies for boring you with these non-sense things. My mind has been in a jello lately due to absorbing new acronyms and adopting to new environment. I have a special article for this month though. Watch out for it. =)
Monday, April 16, 2007
I Need A Date
I just learned today that the company (let the name will be forever unrevealed, hehe) is giving out free movie tickets on a weekly basis. Heard it right, weekly. Yipee.
Theatres can be Promenade in Greenhills, Shangrila, Mega or Gateway Mall. Haha. (as long as we sponsor their LCD screens). ;)
I’m a late film critic no more. Hahaha..
But as you all know, I can’t make it alone. It’s for two or probably more since folks here are already fed up with them they give me theirs..weeeee!! So you can schedule out a weekly date with me.
But since I’m in charge of the tickets, you’ll be accountable for the meal. Fair enough, right? Hihi..
Aaaahh..Shrek 3, Spiderman 3…and all 3s…..Wehehe……still have to experience iMax though...
Theatres can be Promenade in Greenhills, Shangrila, Mega or Gateway Mall. Haha. (as long as we sponsor their LCD screens). ;)
I’m a late film critic no more. Hahaha..
But as you all know, I can’t make it alone. It’s for two or probably more since folks here are already fed up with them they give me theirs..weeeee!! So you can schedule out a weekly date with me.
But since I’m in charge of the tickets, you’ll be accountable for the meal. Fair enough, right? Hihi..
Aaaahh..Shrek 3, Spiderman 3…and all 3s…..Wehehe……still have to experience iMax though...
Sunday, April 15, 2007
Going Scriptural: If Life Is So Short
Some Holy Week Holiness residue? Nah.. This was originally composed around Sept '06 and I found it on my personal folders when I was backing-up my documents before surrendering my laptop. I was thinking of a best time to post this. A year after would be late but yes, with some Jesus' death reflection and demise of a friends' relative..it's time. Here goes:
Just last week, I was looking for some nice notes to set in my messenger and I found this interesting text from the Scriptures:
"All that your hand finds to do, do with your very power, for there is no work nor devising nor knowledge nor wisdom in She´ol, the place to which you are going. " Ecc. 9:10
Little did I know that I will find this text very true in my previous days. Last Friday, I spent my 23rd day here on earth off from work not to enjoy and relax but to take care of other important things. Imagine, the night before that I was preparing for the 1st time in my entire life my itinerary on an ordinary day off. (How about that!!!!????)...
Too bad but that same day, I also learned that my uncle who's suffering from cancer passed away. So from a very busy Friday and Saturday in the business with barely 1 hr sleep per day, off we went to Bataan for the last wake before the burial on Monday.
I hardly remember the last time I was there. My bad I wasn't able to visit my uncle when he was still alive.. =( I was also not able to recognize anymore my 3 little sweet nieces Chelsea, Colleen and Claudette all of them were patterned from my name. They were aready all grown up and were very shy to approach their pretty tita at first but after making some bonding moments with them, they were all asking me already of the day when I'll return. (Aww!!!) Time also to cope up with the lives of my guy cousins there, almost all of which were already married. Also, some kulitan moments with them while playing cards. Time also for mama to show off and be proud of the achievements of her children ;-) to her relatives from Pampanga. The responsible eldest, the celebrity daughter (hahaha!!!) and the model youngest. Well atleast she did this coz it made me understand why she was sooooo mad at me for coming home late for the last 2 days. I sensed that she really wanted for us to go there earlier.
Anyway, as I was listening to the discourse my eye got fixed on the register beside the catafalque. I was analyzing the details and found out that my uncle didn't even reach the age of 60 which is supposed to be this month. Life is indeed so short, with so much things to do. The scene in my bed when I was writing my itinerary suddenly flashed back in my mind. Shortly, I heard the quote above being mentioned in the talk. Then it occurred to me what the speaker would like to emphasize. In this very short existence of ours here on Earth, we must make sure that we prioritize the most important things. There's time for everything as the Lawbook says.
And it stopped right there. I just found the next verse I was about to put. According to Ecclesiastes 3:1-5, "There is an appointed time, even a time for every affair under the heavens; a time for birth and a time to die;...a time to weep and a time to laugh;..".
The Scriptures in itself is self-explanatory. No matter how you see it, I just hope we don't end like what King Solomon mentioned in this last verse: "And I, even I turned toward all the works of mine that my hands had done and toward the hard work that I had worked hard to accomplish and look! everything was vanity and a striving after wind, and there was nothing of advantage under the sun." Ecc. 2:11
Just last week, I was looking for some nice notes to set in my messenger and I found this interesting text from the Scriptures:
"All that your hand finds to do, do with your very power, for there is no work nor devising nor knowledge nor wisdom in She´ol, the place to which you are going. " Ecc. 9:10
Little did I know that I will find this text very true in my previous days. Last Friday, I spent my 23rd day here on earth off from work not to enjoy and relax but to take care of other important things. Imagine, the night before that I was preparing for the 1st time in my entire life my itinerary on an ordinary day off. (How about that!!!!????)...
Too bad but that same day, I also learned that my uncle who's suffering from cancer passed away. So from a very busy Friday and Saturday in the business with barely 1 hr sleep per day, off we went to Bataan for the last wake before the burial on Monday.
I hardly remember the last time I was there. My bad I wasn't able to visit my uncle when he was still alive.. =( I was also not able to recognize anymore my 3 little sweet nieces Chelsea, Colleen and Claudette all of them were patterned from my name. They were aready all grown up and were very shy to approach their pretty tita at first but after making some bonding moments with them, they were all asking me already of the day when I'll return. (Aww!!!) Time also to cope up with the lives of my guy cousins there, almost all of which were already married. Also, some kulitan moments with them while playing cards. Time also for mama to show off and be proud of the achievements of her children ;-) to her relatives from Pampanga. The responsible eldest, the celebrity daughter (hahaha!!!) and the model youngest. Well atleast she did this coz it made me understand why she was sooooo mad at me for coming home late for the last 2 days. I sensed that she really wanted for us to go there earlier.
Anyway, as I was listening to the discourse my eye got fixed on the register beside the catafalque. I was analyzing the details and found out that my uncle didn't even reach the age of 60 which is supposed to be this month. Life is indeed so short, with so much things to do. The scene in my bed when I was writing my itinerary suddenly flashed back in my mind. Shortly, I heard the quote above being mentioned in the talk. Then it occurred to me what the speaker would like to emphasize. In this very short existence of ours here on Earth, we must make sure that we prioritize the most important things. There's time for everything as the Lawbook says.
And it stopped right there. I just found the next verse I was about to put. According to Ecclesiastes 3:1-5, "There is an appointed time, even a time for every affair under the heavens; a time for birth and a time to die;...a time to weep and a time to laugh;..".
The Scriptures in itself is self-explanatory. No matter how you see it, I just hope we don't end like what King Solomon mentioned in this last verse: "And I, even I turned toward all the works of mine that my hands had done and toward the hard work that I had worked hard to accomplish and look! everything was vanity and a striving after wind, and there was nothing of advantage under the sun." Ecc. 2:11
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Random Things
Hello Philippines and Hello Blog World!!
It’s now only day 3 in my new work and I just have to scratch the itch on giving you some recaps on how my week has been since my last entry. Some random factoids article that is just ubiquitous in each and every blog, the mundane things in my ho-hum life:
1. I officially started for my new work somewhere in Greenhills last Tuesday, April 10. The 1st day was almost surreal, I felt like one more good thing and I’m going to be sick. The next day I woke up with high spirits but day 2 turned out to be toxic and exhausting and all…Day 3’s highlight is on being eyed by a talent scout from a modeling agency while touring the warehouse. There will be a product roadshow tomorrow @ Rockwell. Some models and celebrity were here earlier and I think they still lack one. Wahaha!
2. My brother’s ABE commercial is already out. And what better way to catch it than on the G-liner bus I’m now starting to get a hang of for work. D’oh! Gotta catch the billboard ‘coz that’s more wow. (Just one more mention of him and this can already be considered his blog, haha!!!)
3. Last Tuesday, the dinner was spent with my Intel friends for life Lisa, Myk and Xtian @ National Sports Grill, Greenbelt; which eventually turned out to be National Drama Grill for Lisa and National Fun Grill for the rest of us. Haha! Have you ever referred to by anyone as his/her most favorite person? Awww..Being treated as a friend is one, but being a favorite is another. And for that, I will for the life of me remember him. Thanks Myk! It really touches me no end.
4. My ex-crush Fil-Am Timmy whom I fancied during the early years of my college life suddenly out of the blue texted me last Tuesday after lost count of years of no communication and not to mention asking me to hang-out with him.*gush* I have a new crush-slash-prospect too, it’s Joy’s cousin whom I met during the wake in Quezon province. Gorgeous bod, that is! Haha! Talkin’ bout 5 blinking hearts in lovelife section of my astrology. Wehehe..
5. I’m tapping into my inner dork side. Been reading a lot lately not just books and manuals for work (technical and those for self-development, geek geek geek) but devouring also on some short novels that are Cosmo-advised. Expect eyeglasses soon. *insert eye-rolling here*
6. Rainy days are here again. Tee-hee.
7. There were some late realizations too. Here goes:
a. That the best way to cure exhaustion from work is still shopping. Been missing the mall for a week now and finally yesterday splurged on some corporate and a gimik attire both on sale. And I have to say, the latter one is certainly a STEAL!!
b. That it’s been weeks now that I’m Mary-Kate-ing myself. Been loosing appetite on foods lately and I can’t help it. ( And I am actually worried, promise.)
c. That I do have a jinx. Someone who’s screwing everything up just when things are going fine and dandy. It’s my fault though but I will start to avoid him from now on.
d. That I have a pile of notes to post in here but network back at work blocks this site. ( I was expecting restrictions on Friendster only, duh!) I miss my IBM laptop but the replacement is more kick-ass! Yeah! Can’t wait for it.
e. That while I was jotting this, I’m only expecting outlines per number (hence, the bulleted pattern) but outlines eventually turns out to paragraphs. It seems that I’ve been blabbering a lot lately. (Point positively taken since it suggests I’m thinking a lot too.) *wink*
And that's all folks. Expect me to make a sense out of these in the upcoming journals. =)
It’s now only day 3 in my new work and I just have to scratch the itch on giving you some recaps on how my week has been since my last entry. Some random factoids article that is just ubiquitous in each and every blog, the mundane things in my ho-hum life:
1. I officially started for my new work somewhere in Greenhills last Tuesday, April 10. The 1st day was almost surreal, I felt like one more good thing and I’m going to be sick. The next day I woke up with high spirits but day 2 turned out to be toxic and exhausting and all…Day 3’s highlight is on being eyed by a talent scout from a modeling agency while touring the warehouse. There will be a product roadshow tomorrow @ Rockwell. Some models and celebrity were here earlier and I think they still lack one. Wahaha!
2. My brother’s ABE commercial is already out. And what better way to catch it than on the G-liner bus I’m now starting to get a hang of for work. D’oh! Gotta catch the billboard ‘coz that’s more wow. (Just one more mention of him and this can already be considered his blog, haha!!!)
3. Last Tuesday, the dinner was spent with my Intel friends for life Lisa, Myk and Xtian @ National Sports Grill, Greenbelt; which eventually turned out to be National Drama Grill for Lisa and National Fun Grill for the rest of us. Haha! Have you ever referred to by anyone as his/her most favorite person? Awww..Being treated as a friend is one, but being a favorite is another. And for that, I will for the life of me remember him. Thanks Myk! It really touches me no end.
4. My ex-crush Fil-Am Timmy whom I fancied during the early years of my college life suddenly out of the blue texted me last Tuesday after lost count of years of no communication and not to mention asking me to hang-out with him.*gush* I have a new crush-slash-prospect too, it’s Joy’s cousin whom I met during the wake in Quezon province. Gorgeous bod, that is! Haha! Talkin’ bout 5 blinking hearts in lovelife section of my astrology. Wehehe..
5. I’m tapping into my inner dork side. Been reading a lot lately not just books and manuals for work (technical and those for self-development, geek geek geek) but devouring also on some short novels that are Cosmo-advised. Expect eyeglasses soon. *insert eye-rolling here*
6. Rainy days are here again. Tee-hee.
7. There were some late realizations too. Here goes:
a. That the best way to cure exhaustion from work is still shopping. Been missing the mall for a week now and finally yesterday splurged on some corporate and a gimik attire both on sale. And I have to say, the latter one is certainly a STEAL!!
b. That it’s been weeks now that I’m Mary-Kate-ing myself. Been loosing appetite on foods lately and I can’t help it. ( And I am actually worried, promise.)
c. That I do have a jinx. Someone who’s screwing everything up just when things are going fine and dandy. It’s my fault though but I will start to avoid him from now on.
d. That I have a pile of notes to post in here but network back at work blocks this site. ( I was expecting restrictions on Friendster only, duh!) I miss my IBM laptop but the replacement is more kick-ass! Yeah! Can’t wait for it.
e. That while I was jotting this, I’m only expecting outlines per number (hence, the bulleted pattern) but outlines eventually turns out to paragraphs. It seems that I’ve been blabbering a lot lately. (Point positively taken since it suggests I’m thinking a lot too.) *wink*
And that's all folks. Expect me to make a sense out of these in the upcoming journals. =)
Friday, April 06, 2007
Good News and Bad News
Good News:
Around 9 PM of Wednesday night, I arrived home and was patting Casper's head on the doorstep (sympathizing for his friend's lost) when suddenly I felt a furry, fluffy and feathered thingy encircling my legs. Ahaha. Choi Choi is back. I was right. No shed tears for he wasn't lost after all. I'm so happy I carried him right away and played with him on the sofa. űűű
Bad News:
Later that night I leared that his return cost us some thousand bucks. And I was right too, those schmucks!! It's a sort-of kidnapping or should I say dognapping incident..Grrr!! We're victims.
Ad just so you know, because of what happened? Choi Choi is now the most popular pup in the neighborhood. How 'bout that? Hihihi... űűű
Around 9 PM of Wednesday night, I arrived home and was patting Casper's head on the doorstep (sympathizing for his friend's lost) when suddenly I felt a furry, fluffy and feathered thingy encircling my legs. Ahaha. Choi Choi is back. I was right. No shed tears for he wasn't lost after all. I'm so happy I carried him right away and played with him on the sofa. űűű
Bad News:
Later that night I leared that his return cost us some thousand bucks. And I was right too, those schmucks!! It's a sort-of kidnapping or should I say dognapping incident..Grrr!! We're victims.
Ad just so you know, because of what happened? Choi Choi is now the most popular pup in the neighborhood. How 'bout that? Hihihi... űűű
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
The Holiday
I've never really apologized before for the late reviews here when it comes to movies. No one wants to watch it with me in the big screen that's why. Haha! Besides, I'm patient enough to wait for them in the rentals. ;) Anyway, this will just be quick.
I loved each and every flicker of it, enough said!
I loved each and every flicker of it, enough said!
Tuesday, April 03, 2007
For Choi Choi
I use to call him “Botsoy” in this high falsetto tone as if I’m talking like a child. Often, he will just look back at me and not bark at all. He really is not a yappy dog even if there’s already a visitor at home. Like any other pooch, he is always in this perturbed mode whenever you come home unless he is being caressed in any way. And because he was just in his infantile years, he already damaged a lot of things in the house by playing around. Hehe.
These are just some happy moments with him:
Unlike Angke whom we raised and nurtured from babyhood, Choi Choi was already 5 months old when he was first welcomed in our house. Kuya bought him a month after Milky died. I was going down from the stairs when I first caught sight of him. And being not stranger to dogs myself, I instantly played with him. Ever since that moment, I know he is a keeper for life. He was sometimes an object of fun in the family due to his strange looks. Lem oftentimes call him “daga” coz he looks like a rodent but we love him just the same.
‘Twas a Monday afternoon coming from a 2-day assisting a burial in Laguna, I was walking through the doorsteps when I first heard the news. I didn’t weep at the announcement. I was just deadpan at first. I was thinking of someone to blame for the incident, my mother. She left the door opened so he got out. And if you live in this city where every breed dog can ease your rumbling tummies for a month or so, hardly you’ll expect him to come back. For sure someone took advantage of his meekness.
Mom was out during that time but when she got back, I don’t know why I was just quiet and just being nonchalant about it. The family very well knows how a lost puppy can reduce me back to a bawling 7 yr old. (This already happened before to Milky’s mother Snow White.) I guess it’s because confronting Mama and blaming her will not bring Choi Choi back. And I know neither did she wished for what happened.
Up to now, I haven’t really cried over his lost. Maybe it’s because I’m still hoping that he’ll come back. But I still feel this heavy heart whenever I see Casper’s lonely eyes (our Labrador). He surely misses a playmate. Just when I will have the enough time to play with them everyday, then he vanished just like that. I guess the thing that I brought him with me in a nearby store last Saturday before I left was already a premonition that he will be forever gone. How silly of me to still leave. :,(
These are just some happy moments with him:
We'll miss you :(
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