1. Inspired me to read. This in line with what I read, “In order for you to be a great writer, you have to be a voracious reader.” I indulged myself into literature, brought out the geek to the core in me and I’m glad that nerdsville welcomed me with open arms. Hehehe.
2. Served as one-stop broadcast to all my friends. Well, my friends abroad and in the remotest area owe this one to me, BIG TIME! Haha! No need for long distance calls or lengthy text messages or long thread of email just to catch up with the buzz in my life. They just have to keep it locked here. So quick hi to all of them, they’re so many I might miss one of them. ;) So guys, the savings from the calls and texts just spend it for the pasalubongs ha? Fair enough? Ayt? ;) I hope this will also be an effective medium for everyone to understand my behavior or where I'm coming from.
3. Helped me recover. Before during nighttime, I would want someone to talk to to share my day-to-day happenings. It would make me complete. I used to rely on that someone (skip the unnecessary details hehe) but when I found you, I just found myself hooked on my laptop typing and typing away.
4. Made me see life. Certainly, the pronouncement of your past effort has no importance in so far as it does not mark upon the future. What I’m saying is that this blog helped me reflect on my everyday scenarios and made sense out of it (hopefully, readers you observed it haha!). Whether it’s seeing on a positive side, taking it on a funnier note, anything just as long as I get something out of it.
5. Found the lost half-of me. When I’m about to graduate in the secondary, I know there’s a persona within me that wants to pursue something that is non-technical; to dwell where on my where my strength is. I was so certain before that it’s on broadcast journalism but now I’m starting to doubt if it was writing all along.
6. Side job to keep me busy. I take this blog seriously as though I’m being paid for it. (Well, I wish I do get paid on this! Haha!) A simple reaction or reply makes all the lucubrating all worth it.
7. Unleashed my creative side. This is where you made a geek out of me. I enhanced my skills in a lot of applications (Adobe photoshop and office tools for non-business applications haha) and exposed me to programming: HTML and Java that can be considered strong points in my resume, hehe. All these for one reason: pull-off an interesting concept for a mundane topic. Hehehe.
8. Relieved me of my singlehood. Someday maybe I’ll post here how I’m such an emotional vampire when it comes to singlehood: the self-pity, whining and bitching but now there’s no more of that and I think I owe it all to you. Someday I think my future boyfriend will be jealous of you. Haha!
9. Discover new things. I discovered that I can write (amateurish, if I may add) and hopefully there will be a lot of potentials in me that I can find out. Let’s both take it one at a time.
10. Inspired me to aspire more. There are a lot of things I want to happen in my life and you’re just the perfect aid/ checklist in making them happen. If you notice some speak-aloud-brain-not-engaged promises made here are fulfilled and I want to keep it that way also to my wishlist written on the right side of this blog.
Don’t you just love enumerations? I do! Haha! I hope others will see also the benefits of having a blog. And please let’s not talk about getting addicted to it. ;)
Saturday, December 29, 2007
The Thing With TV Ads
First of all, I do acknowledge the fact that I’m not a marketing expert, advertising specialist or anything to make me qualify as a “connoisseur” on this field. I entered network marketing before and pretty much had an idea of how to sell items and is currently in a marketing department (though no direct involvement). But there’s only one thing I’m amazed at: It’s how powerful TV ads are to Filipino audiences. Did you notice it also?
I’ve seen many times how kids’ (my nephews and nieces) attention are being snapped out and glued in front of the TV during the break no matter how funny face I put on or how interesting our games are.
At times I’ve been branded as jologs because it’s easy for me to memorize the jingles of TVCs and make it an LSS or incorporate them in my jokes. Ok, so much for the introduction.
Funny how I had to edit this portion of the original draft just to change course. If you may recall somewhere in my 100th post: 50 Things About Me, I want to freelance someday giving ideas in an advertising agency. In line with that, I initially wanted to put up a new blog solely for TVCs criticism. I don’t know what on Earth possessed me to that but I was excited at first like opening a franchise but then had to resign to it later due to my exceedingly busy sked. Anyways, let me just squeeze my criticisms here ( a 1-time post). Everything started with a billboard:
(1) The Caronia billboard with a barefoot pedicured and different color of pumps lined up in the said feet. I’ve been pedicure-ing myself for 19 years now and I swear if I was to put colors on my toe nails, I WOULDN’T (with some indignation here) wear it on a closed shoes. Will ya? I mean, duh?! It doesn’t make any sense. Yeah in the billboard there were open-toed stilettos but I think there’s just few of them and queued somewhere near the end of the line. (I would appreciate any angle on this if I am being narrow-minded. I mean that was the initial purpose of the blog, thoughts collaboration.)
(2) I SERIOUSLY think that Clear is a reincarnation of some old anti-dandruff shampoo.
(3) I truly believe that celebrities DO NOT really eat whatever food they are endorsing on TV. They’re just good on acting it out.
(4) Carmina’s twins are getting a lot of TVCs. But the gitna ng door is a wrong term for the “gilid ng door”.
(5) That Promil Lutein (I’m not sure) commercial with the idea of melting sugar as an example of how solid turns to liquid is not very well thought of since we hardly use solid sugar here in the Phils. (This coming for an average Filipina mind. The first time I’ve seen solid sugar is in Korea. =P)
Ha! Those are just really TV ads one-liners. Again, if you have other ideas or angles on this I would appreciate it. Who knows I’ll have time to make that blog a reality? For now, I’ll stick to squeeze-in posts like this. :)
I’ve seen many times how kids’ (my nephews and nieces) attention are being snapped out and glued in front of the TV during the break no matter how funny face I put on or how interesting our games are.
At times I’ve been branded as jologs because it’s easy for me to memorize the jingles of TVCs and make it an LSS or incorporate them in my jokes. Ok, so much for the introduction.
Funny how I had to edit this portion of the original draft just to change course. If you may recall somewhere in my 100th post: 50 Things About Me, I want to freelance someday giving ideas in an advertising agency. In line with that, I initially wanted to put up a new blog solely for TVCs criticism. I don’t know what on Earth possessed me to that but I was excited at first like opening a franchise but then had to resign to it later due to my exceedingly busy sked. Anyways, let me just squeeze my criticisms here ( a 1-time post). Everything started with a billboard:
(1) The Caronia billboard with a barefoot pedicured and different color of pumps lined up in the said feet. I’ve been pedicure-ing myself for 19 years now and I swear if I was to put colors on my toe nails, I WOULDN’T (with some indignation here) wear it on a closed shoes. Will ya? I mean, duh?! It doesn’t make any sense. Yeah in the billboard there were open-toed stilettos but I think there’s just few of them and queued somewhere near the end of the line. (I would appreciate any angle on this if I am being narrow-minded. I mean that was the initial purpose of the blog, thoughts collaboration.)
(2) I SERIOUSLY think that Clear is a reincarnation of some old anti-dandruff shampoo.
(3) I truly believe that celebrities DO NOT really eat whatever food they are endorsing on TV. They’re just good on acting it out.
(4) Carmina’s twins are getting a lot of TVCs. But the gitna ng door is a wrong term for the “gilid ng door”.
(5) That Promil Lutein (I’m not sure) commercial with the idea of melting sugar as an example of how solid turns to liquid is not very well thought of since we hardly use solid sugar here in the Phils. (This coming for an average Filipina mind. The first time I’ve seen solid sugar is in Korea. =P)
Ha! Those are just really TV ads one-liners. Again, if you have other ideas or angles on this I would appreciate it. Who knows I’ll have time to make that blog a reality? For now, I’ll stick to squeeze-in posts like this. :)
Friday, December 28, 2007
A Balikbayan Treat
What supposedly is a purely CMO PEE NEO Batch June ’07 of Intel turned out to be a Mapuan gathering. :D Fely reserved the place with long-term bf Iceal, Joanne (fresh from SG) arrived with long-time friend Joey M and I came with long before proven fashionable self. (Big deal? Hehe) So Daisy, Gilbert, Joseph and Lisa were excused for not coming. =P Otherwise, they won’t be able to relate. Good food, good friends, good laugh! :) 'Til next Madam Jo. ;-)
@ CPK Glorietta 3
SG Travelogue Day 6: So Long SG
Nothing’s changed for my Sunday schedules even if I’m away from home. Sunday is still a spiritual day. Us hollies (Joy and me) woke up early for a Christian meeting to somewhere in Harbour Front. I feel ashamed that I stayed up late I was a bit sleepy during the 2-hours meeting. After which I bid goodbye to my spiritual brothers and sisters. It would have been nice to stay longer but my flight is later at 5 PM and I have to prepare my things.
Joy and I went for some quick shopping infront of the place of meeting for presents to her relatives. There were clothes on sale and as usual, I bought a nice dress for me. Hehe. Then quickly we headed to Suntec City to grab some lunch. But in the end we found ourselves joining the mob on the Charles n Keith store and I got another black shoe for myself. Sheeesh!! Suntec mall is a very nice mall located just one MRT station away from Joy’s house. Hmmm, I can live in here. Haha!!
Joy and I went for some quick shopping infront of the place of meeting for presents to her relatives. There were clothes on sale and as usual, I bought a nice dress for me. Hehe. Then quickly we headed to Suntec City to grab some lunch. But in the end we found ourselves joining the mob on the Charles n Keith store and I got another black shoe for myself. Sheeesh!! Suntec mall is a very nice mall located just one MRT station away from Joy’s house. Hmmm, I can live in here. Haha!!
me in Suntec
The after lunch was spent just lazing around watching ASAP on TFC. It was the first time Angel Locsin was introduced to TFC. I started packing my things and I had problems packing my splurges + Joy’s presents in my suitcase. thanks to Joy’s bigger suitcase. But there’s one specific toy she wants me to hand carry, it’s a make-up set in a big box for her so-called “anak”, the adorable Butchik (featured sometime here ;). Around 2 PM, I already started dressing up. Joy won’t be able to send me off to the airport due to her tight budget which is fine with me.
3 PM, we hailed for a cab outside her flat in Spottiswoode and I gave her a warm hug before I went inside. I didn’t expect that I will get emotional inside my eyes started to well up with tears. And the heaven accompanied me with rain. There I understood the reason why going to SG didn’t make me feel like I’m going far away. It’s her presence as well that gave me the “at home” feeling. The trip was just like traveling from our place to her house in Laguna. And it’s Ok to cry. The next time I see her might take long. :(
In the airport, I made I have prepared my receipt and reimburse the GST thing for some extra money. I think I made around 18 Sing dollars. Being an early bird, I roamed around to search for some chocolates. But then again, I saw a Charles n Keith store (gosh, CnK is everywhere haha!) and I found these pretty flats that really costs cheap.
Finally got the window side position and flew home feeling blissfully fulfilled. :)
This won’t be the last time Singapore. Til next time. :)
3 PM, we hailed for a cab outside her flat in Spottiswoode and I gave her a warm hug before I went inside. I didn’t expect that I will get emotional inside my eyes started to well up with tears. And the heaven accompanied me with rain. There I understood the reason why going to SG didn’t make me feel like I’m going far away. It’s her presence as well that gave me the “at home” feeling. The trip was just like traveling from our place to her house in Laguna. And it’s Ok to cry. The next time I see her might take long. :(
In the airport, I made I have prepared my receipt and reimburse the GST thing for some extra money. I think I made around 18 Sing dollars. Being an early bird, I roamed around to search for some chocolates. But then again, I saw a Charles n Keith store (gosh, CnK is everywhere haha!) and I found these pretty flats that really costs cheap.
Finally got the window side position and flew home feeling blissfully fulfilled. :)
This won’t be the last time Singapore. Til next time. :)
Addendum: (1) My splurges:
(2) the one who missed me the most :)
Funny I have childhood pics with that same look ;)
Wednesday, December 26, 2007
Party Like A RockStar
Rockstar? Whatever! That's how I interpreted it. I'm just itching to wear my fishnets since I bought it last SUMMER! and my high-waisted shorts also. ;-)
With Tytana and Em. It's Tytana's last day. =(
And with the rest of the guys @ Teatrino Promenade.
SG Day 5 Travelogue: The CnK Madness
( i just realized Joy's already here and I haven't finished this ;-)
If there’s one sports I wish to officially call my own, it would have to be swimming. And if there’s one lesson I learned from all of the business trips I had, that is to always bring a swimsuit; which is what I did. Except that, the promised 15-min workout each morning didn’t pan out due to the hectic nights I’m joggling between Joy and my counterparts. Today is the last day in the hotel and I haven’t fully used the amenities yet. So after a hearty breakfast downstairs, I put on my 2007 swimsuit and plunged down to 4th floor for swimming. I love swimming. It works out all muscles of your body in a refreshing way. Plus, I love the sexy attire also (next to tennis outfits). ;-) After some minutes, I was joined by Dien from Vietnam whom I learned is a certified sports buff.
After some 1.5 hour, I decided to call it enough work-out and cosseted myself with a super extended lathery bath. I will meet Joy after lunch and our agenda is somewhere in Sentosa. It started raining as soon as I’m packing my things and figured that this might impede our Night Safari adventure. It’s been raining a lot these days in SG. Big splashy drops that puddle in the gutters and drip off canopies (Huh? Where did this come from?) Before I checked out, I did some photo-op in my room.
After some 1.5 hour, I decided to call it enough work-out and cosseted myself with a super extended lathery bath. I will meet Joy after lunch and our agenda is somewhere in Sentosa. It started raining as soon as I’m packing my things and figured that this might impede our Night Safari adventure. It’s been raining a lot these days in SG. Big splashy drops that puddle in the gutters and drip off canopies (Huh? Where did this come from?) Before I checked out, I did some photo-op in my room.
Last day Photo-Op
When the door of her flat swung open, there I saw Joy wearing a top which had the same style as mine. Back in the Phils, we used to plan outfits together as though we’re twins. But this is something clairvoyant. I swear, we didn’t really talk about it. Aaww, some things never change. We truly are sisters. So, this called for another cam whoring session (ala Beautiful Liar) ;)
Beyonce, Shakira =P
Just as expected, the two men we’re going out with (Joy’s bosses) advised us not to go since the animals might not be out in the open. It’s sad. I really want to maximize my stay here and as much as possible visit every famous place. But its ok coz when the agenda gets cancelled, there’s always one good substitute activity and you very well know what would be it. Just like what they say, “When the going gets tough, the tough goes shopping.” Wahaha! :D
Out the 3 of us went to Vivo City somewhere in Bedok. I’m in my comfy flats and top so I’m sure the night before incident will never happen again. :) I have to buy something for folks back at home. There are a lot of boutiques we visited in that big mall but I can’t find anything that is good yet cheap. Hehe. Besides, the auto “times 30” in my head is going on when I see the price in Sing dollars and I have to say things here are quite expensive. So for a good 1.5 hours of walking around, I settled for some neckties for my dad and tito bet whom I owe a lot for driving me to the pick-up point during Intel days (Joy’s dad) and a Mango bag.
It must be destiny (haha!) when our feet finally landed last to our fave shop. Those exquisite shoes and lovely bags reminded me that I'm in my element, indeed my natural habitat. What else but Charles n Keith? The position of the store being from far end from where we entered and the fact that I haven’t bought anything yet (I almost settled for some bag before), I know it’s meant to be. As you all know the sale is still ongoing and Singaporeans are still going gaga inside. My hands fast-picked the nicest bags from the racks (actually, almost everything are gorgeous I wanna buy them all, haha!) and started fitting those precious shoes, stilettos and wedges. The sales lady reckoned we’re big time shoppers and informed us of the discount card benefit for reaching a certain amount. Yes, this has to be kept a secret so you won’t keep tabs how much I spend for shopping, haha! With 4 bags and 1 nice red wedge plonked on the counter, I computed I need a little more to get the much coveted discount card. Hey, don’t look at me like that. The 2 bags are for my mom and Tita. Besides, this panic-buying is justified because (1) I really dreamt of a shopping spree abroad with my BFF (2) this is a SALE with a lot of items not available in the Phils and (3) surely if I was buying too much, I was just helping the world economy. =P =P =P I’m currently eyeing one more bag when Joy came up with the brilliant idea of joining their purchases on the receipt. Pshaw! Several hundreds of Sing dollars later, I got hit by the fact that the discount card can’t be used in Phils. Phhhbbbbt! It’s my penitence for behaving badly the night before and another reason for my recipient to love me:
my very happy recipient
me and my shopping bags
in front our fave shop ;-)
shopping break
I figured I’ve got everything already and decided to call it a day. Dinner will be spent at Joy’s flat for she will cook white pasta. Yum! But then we passed by this very intriguing donut store because of the very long queue it has. They have posted signs of ordering a maximum of 2 dozens only and another sign informing customers of hiring a lot to accommodate them. I think its SG’s #1 bagels so it’s a must-try. Joy went on the queue and Juliet and I were already picking from the mouth-watering flavors on the display. I was curious why only Yet and I were picking and after some time I asked Joy why. Then she reiterated the fact that she doesn’t like much sweets! Bollocks! I couldn’t believe I got blasé on this; it hasn’t been that long. :(
SG's # 1 Donuts
I was disappointed with the tastes of the donuts. I'd prefer my Cream Cheese Go Nuts Donuts. =P For dinner we filled our stomachs with Joy’s yummy pasta while watching TFC on TV. Then she told me that when she was cooking, she felt like she’s just at home, because of me. Reminiscent of those times when she taught me how to cook (with me forgetting all the details hehe), I felt a glow within me. I hope it was somehow enough to ease her longing for home.
I wasn’t hoping for any more bedtime chikahan with her for the afternoon had been energy-consuming already. She slept early and the addict that I am went online for a short while to check on my usual stuffs before hitting the bed, or at least my mattress next to her bed. ;-)
I wasn’t hoping for any more bedtime chikahan with her for the afternoon had been energy-consuming already. She slept early and the addict that I am went online for a short while to check on my usual stuffs before hitting the bed, or at least my mattress next to her bed. ;-)
Friday, December 21, 2007
The Secret Behind Singlehood
Has anyone of you ever read The Secret? Don’t worry guys, I haven’t also. Hehe. But someone from way back told me that it’s about if you want something badly, you think about it all the time (as if programming your brain to think that way) and eventually you will attract that thing (as though forces of nature conspired for you to achieve it).
Hmm..I’ve been thinking lately and if there’s one thing that conjures up to me is this: SINGLE WOMEN. Not that I’m thinking or ever dreaming of being an old maid but I noticed it among my closest friends.
I’ve posted their photos (gurls, I hope no moral rights were abused hehe) just to show you guys that you can’t pinpoint anything when it comes to their physical appearances. Of course, I do attract beautiful girls. ;-)
Before, staying single for long especially for girls like them was a big puzzle for me. But as I do struggle with my own predicament, I learned not to find the answers for they will come in due time.
Take for example my BFF Joy ( single for almost 2 years now). Last month, I learned of their financial situation when I visited her family in Laguna. During the long ride home, I ended up realizing how she really needs to concentrate first on her job abroad and also endure being away from her family. The opportunity really came in time and I do hope that the right one will come for her when everything is a ok already.
Though I’m still not convinced on this, Lisa needs to love herself first before she shares hers to the one. Believe me, I’ve seen this girl go gaga over her man and it’s not healthy. At times I see her “emo” posts and I can’t help but feel for her. At the same time, I always find Sam’s comments so reassuring that I once felt ashamed and thought that we’re such a burden to him. So in behalf of Lisa, I’d like to remind Sam that we are genuinely happier now and say thanks for being there for us always. :)
As for Tytana, she needs a man who not only matches her WEALTH and RICHES but her soaring standards on men. Simple as that, haha! She needs a “God”. Hehehe.
As for me??? Hmm, let’s see. It can either be these: (1) I’ve got 3 men in the family whom I felt got neglected during the times I was head over heels with my ex and I need to make it up to them first or (2) I have to learn how to use properly this deep reservoir of patience and understanding in me and escalate my threshold for forgiving coz I saw it ain’t brought me no good. *sigh*
Aargh! This whole single thingy-spend time alone blah blah blah has got me crazy over-analyzing things not only for myself but worst on others as well.
But then again if anyone of them gets attached, I could only be too happy for them. I just wish that it could be me who gets last ‘coz I want to be there for them always. Everybody now, aaaaawwwww!!!!
Hmm..I’ve been thinking lately and if there’s one thing that conjures up to me is this: SINGLE WOMEN. Not that I’m thinking or ever dreaming of being an old maid but I noticed it among my closest friends.
Joy, Lisa and Tytana
I’ve posted their photos (gurls, I hope no moral rights were abused hehe) just to show you guys that you can’t pinpoint anything when it comes to their physical appearances. Of course, I do attract beautiful girls. ;-)
Before, staying single for long especially for girls like them was a big puzzle for me. But as I do struggle with my own predicament, I learned not to find the answers for they will come in due time.
Take for example my BFF Joy ( single for almost 2 years now). Last month, I learned of their financial situation when I visited her family in Laguna. During the long ride home, I ended up realizing how she really needs to concentrate first on her job abroad and also endure being away from her family. The opportunity really came in time and I do hope that the right one will come for her when everything is a ok already.
Though I’m still not convinced on this, Lisa needs to love herself first before she shares hers to the one. Believe me, I’ve seen this girl go gaga over her man and it’s not healthy. At times I see her “emo” posts and I can’t help but feel for her. At the same time, I always find Sam’s comments so reassuring that I once felt ashamed and thought that we’re such a burden to him. So in behalf of Lisa, I’d like to remind Sam that we are genuinely happier now and say thanks for being there for us always. :)
As for Tytana, she needs a man who not only matches her WEALTH and RICHES but her soaring standards on men. Simple as that, haha! She needs a “God”. Hehehe.
As for me??? Hmm, let’s see. It can either be these: (1) I’ve got 3 men in the family whom I felt got neglected during the times I was head over heels with my ex and I need to make it up to them first or (2) I have to learn how to use properly this deep reservoir of patience and understanding in me and escalate my threshold for forgiving coz I saw it ain’t brought me no good. *sigh*
Aargh! This whole single thingy-spend time alone blah blah blah has got me crazy over-analyzing things not only for myself but worst on others as well.
But then again if anyone of them gets attached, I could only be too happy for them. I just wish that it could be me who gets last ‘coz I want to be there for them always. Everybody now, aaaaawwwww!!!!
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Joy's Coming :)
I'd like to believe that next to her family, we are the 2 persons she misses the most.
Saturday, December 15, 2007
I Left My Heart in Seoul
.....and I almost missed my flight. (but i got upgraded to business class for free in return;)
Anyong Aseo! KC Imnida. Did y’all miss me guys? I do hope so. Don’t worry I’ll make up for all the posts I lacked last week. But not with my Korea Adventure, not just yet. There are a lot of articles I’d like to post here before the year ends not because they are must-reads but just must let-outs in my head, hehe! Seriously, I’m getting tired of running through these lines in my head. So please take some time first to gander on my weekend posts and some in the future. Most probably, I will give you the blow by blow account by next year because this week will be busy recuperating on work and weekend would be the arrival of someone very special. :)
But since I’m sorta excited already, I will give you a sneak peek on my experience in Korea. My travelogue will cover some of:
#1 Korea and its wonderful culture. Geese, I talk like I’m some sort of philanthropist. Haha!!
#2 Samsung and the Global Conference. According to the Korean Herald, there are 3 things you can’t avoid in Korea: death, taxes and Samsung. And I couldn’t agree more. Samsung in Korea is just everywhere. As in! As for the global conference, here are the men and women I spent my last week with and how a Filipina stood out among these nations. :) Talk about meeting new friends and apparently not just learning about Korea but on other nations as well. Oh, how I loved the different accents! ;)
#3 Korean Girls and their sense of fashion. I know I promised to be the sartorialist but dude, everywhere I look women and teenagers alike are soooooo fashionable even if it’s in the province of Gumi. Kabog ang lola mes. To my left and right, I see new styles and I find myself telling “Hey, why haven’t I thought of that?” and I realized it takes guts to be the sartorialist. Hehe. Here’s one I captured, I hope Ms. Sunmi won’t hate me for this:
#4 Everland. Here’s one happy child in a park!
#5 My Boys. Yes, I’d like to call them mine. Wahaha!! A night where I partied with them and my different crushes per day. *wink wink* But there’s one that captured my heart and nope its not Lawrence. So do I already spill the famous break-up line here “It’s not you, it’s me?” Haha! He’s a special guy from Spain named Samuel, the most handsome guy I've ever met in my life.
#6 And my utter stupidity. What happened to my English? Saying toss for toast, bought for brought, and he for she..what the? And did you know I almost missed my flight of 8 PM? I was in the airport around 730 PM. When the staff in the check-in and luggage section told me “You’re too late.”, I didn’t feel any fear or nervousness in me. I instantly thought of going back to the hotel (notwithstanding the fact that my phone’s battery is drained how do I contact the airlines. boss or family? ; I don't have enough pocket money or even clueless as to how to get my ass back in the hotel). I just wanted to spend more time with this guy Samuel.
So talagang may collage? Haha! That’s how stupid I am when it comes to love. OMG! Did I just say the L word? Did just fall for him???????????????
But with the help of prayers, I got in. Maybe it was not meant to be. Why did I have to meet him if I can't be with him? *sob*
Anyong Aseo! KC Imnida. Did y’all miss me guys? I do hope so. Don’t worry I’ll make up for all the posts I lacked last week. But not with my Korea Adventure, not just yet. There are a lot of articles I’d like to post here before the year ends not because they are must-reads but just must let-outs in my head, hehe! Seriously, I’m getting tired of running through these lines in my head. So please take some time first to gander on my weekend posts and some in the future. Most probably, I will give you the blow by blow account by next year because this week will be busy recuperating on work and weekend would be the arrival of someone very special. :)
But since I’m sorta excited already, I will give you a sneak peek on my experience in Korea. My travelogue will cover some of:
#1 Korea and its wonderful culture. Geese, I talk like I’m some sort of philanthropist. Haha!!
Jongmyo Eternal Shrine
Say Kimchi
Dress costs 69k KRW
Korea's Disneyland
a place they call downtown
#6 And my utter stupidity. What happened to my English? Saying toss for toast, bought for brought, and he for she..what the? And did you know I almost missed my flight of 8 PM? I was in the airport around 730 PM. When the staff in the check-in and luggage section told me “You’re too late.”, I didn’t feel any fear or nervousness in me. I instantly thought of going back to the hotel (notwithstanding the fact that my phone’s battery is drained how do I contact the airlines. boss or family? ; I don't have enough pocket money or even clueless as to how to get my ass back in the hotel). I just wanted to spend more time with this guy Samuel.
I te Pierdas Samuel
But with the help of prayers, I got in. Maybe it was not meant to be. Why did I have to meet him if I can't be with him? *sob*
Couple of Samsung Events: G600 Launch and Partner's Night
No fuss, no hoopla. I wasn't briefed on the event though I already knew of it beforehand. The G600 launch held at Greenbelt 3 entitled Pixel Perfect (Dec 5, '07)
with tytana Pic with the host Joyce Jimenez:
Photoblog I know, I'm sorry. There's just not much to tell. Just having a good time. :)
With pretty Samsung girls (Raine and Tytana missing in action):
Our host Bianca Gonzales (I never imagined it was that easy to access her make-up room unfortunately I haven't had the opportunity to have a pic with her):
And some "guests":
And one very nice guest (a participant in my training whom I haven't gotten his name but greeted me during the event, I think he's Noelle's apprentice) but he's kinda cute also.
And the following night: Partner's Night (thank you party) held at Teatrino Promenade (Dec 6 '07)
with raine
with tytana Pic with the host Joyce Jimenez:
And hobnobbing with Dino of Brownman Revival *wink wink*. Sweeeeeet.
And some honchos who would like to have a photo with me, wahaha:
Photoblog I know, I'm sorry. There's just not much to tell. Just having a good time. :)
Screaming Infidelity # 1
Yeah you may call this a continuation of The Lovin' Red post. I'd just like to share this pic:
This is inspired by one of my fave recent local show. I curled my hair for this event (imagine after 11 months of not touching the iron) just to be like (everybody now) Ma-Ri-Mar. Awww!!
I know I've always confessed here that I am a certified kapamilya. Everybody I think has some infidelities in their own little way. Hihi. I guess Filipinos are just simply addicted to stories lof this kind, ya know what I mean. Ah, this is another one of my useless posts. Its just sad that I missed one whole week of episodes and also an opening of another fave of mine: MSKM Part 2. Oh well. Infidelity # 2 will be posted soon. :)
This is inspired by one of my fave recent local show. I curled my hair for this event (imagine after 11 months of not touching the iron) just to be like (everybody now) Ma-Ri-Mar. Awww!!
I know I've always confessed here that I am a certified kapamilya. Everybody I think has some infidelities in their own little way. Hihi. I guess Filipinos are just simply addicted to stories lof this kind, ya know what I mean. Ah, this is another one of my useless posts. Its just sad that I missed one whole week of episodes and also an opening of another fave of mine: MSKM Part 2. Oh well. Infidelity # 2 will be posted soon. :)
Monday, December 10, 2007
Giorgio Armani for Samsung
Pardon the whole nothing-ness of this post. I'd just like to be the first to let my mulitply network or blogspot readers to know:
This will be available by next year and I'm excited already. Haha!! I know I can post better photos from the Web but I'd like to make it personalized (meaning this is my unit now haha!) Ű
I may not be able to buy clothes from his brand but atleast I can always use his phone. :)
SGH-P520
This will be available by next year and I'm excited already. Haha!! I know I can post better photos from the Web but I'd like to make it personalized (meaning this is my unit now haha!) Ű
I may not be able to buy clothes from his brand but atleast I can always use his phone. :)
Saturday, December 08, 2007
Taksi
Katulad ng naipangako ko noong sinauna pa, hayaan niyong ihandog ko sa inyo ang isang akdang nasusulat sa ating wika. Nais kong ipaalala na bagamat ito ay hango sa tunay na karanasan at kapupulutan ng aral, ito ay hindi isang liham para sa Maalaala Mo Kaya. =) Sa halip, ito ay pagtupad sa isang pangako na mababasa rito.
Ang aking napiling paksa ay hinggil sa mga taksi. Natitiyak ko na lahat tayo ay nakaranas nang makasakay sa pampasaherong sasakyan na ito at hindi lingid sa inyong kaalaman ang mga panganib na maaring mapaharap sa isa katulad ng madalas nating nababasa sa mga pahayagan o dili kaya'y napapanood sa telebisyon. Ngunit bago kayo sumapit sa maling konklusyon, nais kong pangunahan na ako'y sa kasalukuyan hindi pa naging biktima.
Ang aking karanasan ay lumalawig mula sa isang payak at ligtas na pagbiyahe tungo sa isang hindi kanais-nais na karanasan katulad noong isang gabi.
Para sa isang binibining katulad ng inyong lingkod na madalas ay inaabot ng dilim sa lansangan bunga ng iba't-ibang mga kaganapan, matuturing kong ang pagbiyahe dito ay isang pakikipagsapalaran. Nariyan ang mga panahong kailangang gamitin ang iba't-ibang paraan upang matiyak na ligtas ka sa iyong patutunguhan: ang paggamit ng tamang pagpasya sa pagpili ng sasakyan sa pamamagitan ng pagtantiya sa panlabas na anyo ng drayber (mas pinili kaysa tsuper), gamitin ang likas na pagiging palakaibigan upang matamo ang tiwala ng drayber at sa gayunding paraan ay magkaroon ng pagkakataon na matandaan ang kanyang mukha ngunit madalas ay ang pag-asa sa panalangin na ika'y magiging ligtas.
Sa aking pakikipagtalastasan sa mga naghahanapbuhay na ito, iisa lamang ang madalas na mapag-usapan: ang hirap ng buhay sa ngayon. Marami na rin sa kanila ang naghikayat sa akin na maging "praktikal" diumano at gamitin ang aking pisikal na hitsura upang magkamal ng salapi. Ang iba naman ay nagpapayong mahirap mawalay sa iyong mga mahal sa buhay na anupat nagtulak sa kanilang bumalik mula sa ibang bansa at masiyahan na lamang sa kanilang kakarampot na kinikita. Dahilan na rin sa mailap na pagtitiwala, hindi ko binubuksan ang aking sarili sa kanila. Madalas kapag ang usapan ay nababaling sa akin, ipinaaalam ko na ako'y isang hamak na manggagawa lamang (clerk) at sana ako ay kanilang pinaniniwalaan. =P
Madalas din akong tanggihan ng mga drayber sa ngayon marahil na rin sa masamang impresyon sa lugar na aking tinitirahan. Likas nang maunawain, madalas ay nagbabayad ako ng higit pa sa pumatak na metro ng sasakyan biglang pagtanaw na din ng utang na loob.
Ilan lamang iyan sa aking mga karanasan. Ang aking pinaka hindi malilimutan ay ang nangyari sa akin ng Biyernes ng gabi. Marahil ay 30 minuto makalipas ang ika-sampu ng gabi nang ako ay pumara sa isang taksi sa may Taft Avenue. Nagpapasalamat na ako ay tinanggap, nag-alok akong magdagdag ng kaunti sa metro. Marahil ay hindi nasiyahan sa aking alok, nagdahilan ang salbaheng drayber na sira umano ang kanyang metro at ipinasyang ibaba ako sa may underpass ng Lawton. Dahil sa panganib na napapaharap, nakiusap akong ibaba sa may post office kung saan nakasisiguro akong agad akong makakahanap ng kapalit. Pagkatapos na malaman na hindi ako magbabayad, inihinto niya ang sasakyan at ibinababa nga ako sa naturang lugar. Sa aking galit, aking naibulalas:
"Manong sa susunod huwag na kayong magsakay kung sira ang metro mo."
Nagulat ako nang sumigaw siyang "Wala ka namang pera" at akma pang bababa upang sumugod.
Hindi ko mailarawan ang takot na bumalot sa akin. Takot na bunga ng mali kong pagkilos ng pagsagot at takot sa lugar na aking binabaan. Bagaman iyon ay isang lugar na akin nang nakasanayan dahil sa aking paaralan, hindi pa rin ako mapalagay. Ika-11 na ng gabi. Huminto ako sumandali upang mag-abang ngunit dahil sa takot na mapansin ng mga masasamang loob na maaring naroroon, nagpasiya akong maglakad hanggang sa tapat ng post office ngunit ganoon pa rin ang kalagayan. Madilim at bihira ang mga taksi. Sinimulan kong tahakin ng may mabibilis na hakbang ang Jones Bridge na manaka-nakang lumilingon upang magmatyag at mag-abang na din ng sasakyan. Desperada nang makasakay, pinapara ko maging ang mga taksing dumadaan mula sa kabilang landas hanggang sa may isa na lumampas at hindi ko na napara ngunit umurong upang magpasakay. Tumawid ako upang ito ay lapitan na may kasamang sambit ng dasal na sana ako ay pasakayin. Palibhasa'y sanay na tanggihan, hindi muna ako pumasok gaya ng aking nakagawian at sinabi ang lugar na patutunguhan. Marahil ay nagtataka sa aking gawi, bumigkas siya sa malumanay na tinig "Pumasok ka na."
At doon ko nakilala ang pinakamabait na drayber ng taksi sa buong buhay ko. Ayon sa kanya, umurong siya sapagkat nabakas niya sa aking mukha ang takot at siya ay lubhang nabahala para sa kung anuman ang maaring mangyari sa akin. Ang mamang ito na marahil ay nasa ika-limampung taon na ng kanyang buhay ay kakikitaan ng kaamuan sa kanyang mukha. Wala siyang naibahagi na personal na detalye ng kanyang buhay ngunit may sigla niyang nabanggit ang kanyang mithiin na sagipin ang mga tao mula sa masasamang mga drayber katulad ng nangyari sa akin at ng madalas niyang naririnig mula sa kanyang mga pasahero. Ayon pa sa kanya kung maari pa nga ay maghintay siya sa binababaan upang ligtas na makapasok ang mga pasahero sa kanilang tinutuluyan. Batid ko na ito'y walang halong pambobola katulad ng iba ko nang nasakyan. Hindi rin masasabing isang pag-aalala na katulad ng isang ama sa kanyang anak na babae ngunit isang matinding hangarin mula sa isang taong dalisay ang puso.
Nagpapasalamat ako na mayroon pa ring ganitong uri ng mga tao sa ngayon. Hangad kong pagpalain siya sa lahat ng kanyang mga gawain. Hanggang dito na lamang at sana'y nagustuhan niyo ang munti kong salaysay na nag-iiwan ng aral na magkaroon ng mabuting paggawi sa ating kapwa at huwag mawalan ng pag-asa sa kabutihan ng iba.
-kC
Ang aking napiling paksa ay hinggil sa mga taksi. Natitiyak ko na lahat tayo ay nakaranas nang makasakay sa pampasaherong sasakyan na ito at hindi lingid sa inyong kaalaman ang mga panganib na maaring mapaharap sa isa katulad ng madalas nating nababasa sa mga pahayagan o dili kaya'y napapanood sa telebisyon. Ngunit bago kayo sumapit sa maling konklusyon, nais kong pangunahan na ako'y sa kasalukuyan hindi pa naging biktima.
Ang aking karanasan ay lumalawig mula sa isang payak at ligtas na pagbiyahe tungo sa isang hindi kanais-nais na karanasan katulad noong isang gabi.
Para sa isang binibining katulad ng inyong lingkod na madalas ay inaabot ng dilim sa lansangan bunga ng iba't-ibang mga kaganapan, matuturing kong ang pagbiyahe dito ay isang pakikipagsapalaran. Nariyan ang mga panahong kailangang gamitin ang iba't-ibang paraan upang matiyak na ligtas ka sa iyong patutunguhan: ang paggamit ng tamang pagpasya sa pagpili ng sasakyan sa pamamagitan ng pagtantiya sa panlabas na anyo ng drayber (mas pinili kaysa tsuper), gamitin ang likas na pagiging palakaibigan upang matamo ang tiwala ng drayber at sa gayunding paraan ay magkaroon ng pagkakataon na matandaan ang kanyang mukha ngunit madalas ay ang pag-asa sa panalangin na ika'y magiging ligtas.
Sa aking pakikipagtalastasan sa mga naghahanapbuhay na ito, iisa lamang ang madalas na mapag-usapan: ang hirap ng buhay sa ngayon. Marami na rin sa kanila ang naghikayat sa akin na maging "praktikal" diumano at gamitin ang aking pisikal na hitsura upang magkamal ng salapi. Ang iba naman ay nagpapayong mahirap mawalay sa iyong mga mahal sa buhay na anupat nagtulak sa kanilang bumalik mula sa ibang bansa at masiyahan na lamang sa kanilang kakarampot na kinikita. Dahilan na rin sa mailap na pagtitiwala, hindi ko binubuksan ang aking sarili sa kanila. Madalas kapag ang usapan ay nababaling sa akin, ipinaaalam ko na ako'y isang hamak na manggagawa lamang (clerk) at sana ako ay kanilang pinaniniwalaan. =P
Madalas din akong tanggihan ng mga drayber sa ngayon marahil na rin sa masamang impresyon sa lugar na aking tinitirahan. Likas nang maunawain, madalas ay nagbabayad ako ng higit pa sa pumatak na metro ng sasakyan biglang pagtanaw na din ng utang na loob.
Ilan lamang iyan sa aking mga karanasan. Ang aking pinaka hindi malilimutan ay ang nangyari sa akin ng Biyernes ng gabi. Marahil ay 30 minuto makalipas ang ika-sampu ng gabi nang ako ay pumara sa isang taksi sa may Taft Avenue. Nagpapasalamat na ako ay tinanggap, nag-alok akong magdagdag ng kaunti sa metro. Marahil ay hindi nasiyahan sa aking alok, nagdahilan ang salbaheng drayber na sira umano ang kanyang metro at ipinasyang ibaba ako sa may underpass ng Lawton. Dahil sa panganib na napapaharap, nakiusap akong ibaba sa may post office kung saan nakasisiguro akong agad akong makakahanap ng kapalit. Pagkatapos na malaman na hindi ako magbabayad, inihinto niya ang sasakyan at ibinababa nga ako sa naturang lugar. Sa aking galit, aking naibulalas:
"Manong sa susunod huwag na kayong magsakay kung sira ang metro mo."
Nagulat ako nang sumigaw siyang "Wala ka namang pera" at akma pang bababa upang sumugod.
Hindi ko mailarawan ang takot na bumalot sa akin. Takot na bunga ng mali kong pagkilos ng pagsagot at takot sa lugar na aking binabaan. Bagaman iyon ay isang lugar na akin nang nakasanayan dahil sa aking paaralan, hindi pa rin ako mapalagay. Ika-11 na ng gabi. Huminto ako sumandali upang mag-abang ngunit dahil sa takot na mapansin ng mga masasamang loob na maaring naroroon, nagpasiya akong maglakad hanggang sa tapat ng post office ngunit ganoon pa rin ang kalagayan. Madilim at bihira ang mga taksi. Sinimulan kong tahakin ng may mabibilis na hakbang ang Jones Bridge na manaka-nakang lumilingon upang magmatyag at mag-abang na din ng sasakyan. Desperada nang makasakay, pinapara ko maging ang mga taksing dumadaan mula sa kabilang landas hanggang sa may isa na lumampas at hindi ko na napara ngunit umurong upang magpasakay. Tumawid ako upang ito ay lapitan na may kasamang sambit ng dasal na sana ako ay pasakayin. Palibhasa'y sanay na tanggihan, hindi muna ako pumasok gaya ng aking nakagawian at sinabi ang lugar na patutunguhan. Marahil ay nagtataka sa aking gawi, bumigkas siya sa malumanay na tinig "Pumasok ka na."
At doon ko nakilala ang pinakamabait na drayber ng taksi sa buong buhay ko. Ayon sa kanya, umurong siya sapagkat nabakas niya sa aking mukha ang takot at siya ay lubhang nabahala para sa kung anuman ang maaring mangyari sa akin. Ang mamang ito na marahil ay nasa ika-limampung taon na ng kanyang buhay ay kakikitaan ng kaamuan sa kanyang mukha. Wala siyang naibahagi na personal na detalye ng kanyang buhay ngunit may sigla niyang nabanggit ang kanyang mithiin na sagipin ang mga tao mula sa masasamang mga drayber katulad ng nangyari sa akin at ng madalas niyang naririnig mula sa kanyang mga pasahero. Ayon pa sa kanya kung maari pa nga ay maghintay siya sa binababaan upang ligtas na makapasok ang mga pasahero sa kanilang tinutuluyan. Batid ko na ito'y walang halong pambobola katulad ng iba ko nang nasakyan. Hindi rin masasabing isang pag-aalala na katulad ng isang ama sa kanyang anak na babae ngunit isang matinding hangarin mula sa isang taong dalisay ang puso.
Nagpapasalamat ako na mayroon pa ring ganitong uri ng mga tao sa ngayon. Hangad kong pagpalain siya sa lahat ng kanyang mga gawain. Hanggang dito na lamang at sana'y nagustuhan niyo ang munti kong salaysay na nag-iiwan ng aral na magkaroon ng mabuting paggawi sa ating kapwa at huwag mawalan ng pag-asa sa kabutihan ng iba.
-kC
Friday, December 07, 2007
Dress it Up Winter Style
At first I was afraid I was petrified. That would be the best line to describe how I felt when I learned of this winter thingy. Do you know the complete set of accessories you need to have to survive that chilly season? Well, you have to have a bonnet, mufflers, earmuffs, gloves, coats/jackets and boots/uggs. Very costly. I know it will be a perfect excuse for a shopaholic like me but I learned that we don’t have budget for it and that sucks men. Big time!
Instead of sulking on it, I just considered it a “test” for the fashionista in me and I’m up for the challenge. First thing I did was to google on sites containing my terms “Korean winter fashion.” I don’t know if I’m a poor surfer or what but I barely found pages containing pictures of the complete ensembles of above accessories. In the end I found myself gorging on endless Web pages on the sartorialist.com featuring styles on the streets of NYC. While some may be applicable, most styles are not really suited to where I am going. So I promised to become the sartorialist myself and gave myself an assignment to capture Korean styles during my short stint. That’s the least I can do to help this poor world. Haha!
Being the self-confessed Koreanovela addict, I know how eclectic the tastes of Korean girls are when it comes to fashion so the least of my objective is not to be left out. And with a flash of pure genius, I decided to watch again My Girl in Youtube. Haha!
Later on the invitation came and one fact hit me: we are required to wear corporate outfit. What the heck? We’re going to the factory. I worked for a production before and we can just wear anything we want. Well, I was wearing corporate styles back then but it’s different doing it this time.
My first dilemma: boots. I have a lot of shoes but honestly I didn’t invest much on this ‘coz it’s hard to find one in my size. I also know it’s useless searching in the mall because that would require a size 11 to make way for 3 pairs of socks in it. Also, I was advised by Leon (counterpart) in chat not to wear heeled shoes on the last day ‘coz I won’t be allowed to enter Everland (Korea’s Disneyland). My jetsetter friend Tytana told me to wear “Uggs” which is what most Jasmine wore in My Girl which I don’t think I can find anything here. So in my search for shoes, I found this boots from a local brand that costs Php400 (70% off). It’s in my size yet can still fit at least fit many socks that’s why I’m excited about wearing it. Ü Xiela’s right, the world conspires for the shopaholic. Haha!
Next would be layering. Sure, I’ve done layering in my life but the challenge this time is not to wear warm clothes without looking fat. As per Tita Millet, the -10°C would require 4 layers of clothes. So she lent me these grandma-knitted clothes that are very Baguio-ish and thick. According to her it’s up to me to funk it up and make it suitable for my age. I also bought one I found in the mall.
Mufflers or Pashminas. Why oh why haven’t I bought something like these before? Look at the mufflers Tita lent me. They’re so gorgeous. But I think the problem with them is it’s hard to find one to match your outfits. However, plain colored ones look so dull. So during an ordinary malling day, I found these mufflers and gloves on sale in Esprit. Weee!! They’re the last pairs and good thing their colors match. Yes, they’re made for me. Haha!
Just the sight of it makes me excited all over again. Ü Let’s see how I give justice to these pieces.
Instead of sulking on it, I just considered it a “test” for the fashionista in me and I’m up for the challenge. First thing I did was to google on sites containing my terms “Korean winter fashion.” I don’t know if I’m a poor surfer or what but I barely found pages containing pictures of the complete ensembles of above accessories. In the end I found myself gorging on endless Web pages on the sartorialist.com featuring styles on the streets of NYC. While some may be applicable, most styles are not really suited to where I am going. So I promised to become the sartorialist myself and gave myself an assignment to capture Korean styles during my short stint. That’s the least I can do to help this poor world. Haha!
Being the self-confessed Koreanovela addict, I know how eclectic the tastes of Korean girls are when it comes to fashion so the least of my objective is not to be left out. And with a flash of pure genius, I decided to watch again My Girl in Youtube. Haha!
Later on the invitation came and one fact hit me: we are required to wear corporate outfit. What the heck? We’re going to the factory. I worked for a production before and we can just wear anything we want. Well, I was wearing corporate styles back then but it’s different doing it this time.
My first dilemma: boots. I have a lot of shoes but honestly I didn’t invest much on this ‘coz it’s hard to find one in my size. I also know it’s useless searching in the mall because that would require a size 11 to make way for 3 pairs of socks in it. Also, I was advised by Leon (counterpart) in chat not to wear heeled shoes on the last day ‘coz I won’t be allowed to enter Everland (Korea’s Disneyland). My jetsetter friend Tytana told me to wear “Uggs” which is what most Jasmine wore in My Girl which I don’t think I can find anything here. So in my search for shoes, I found this boots from a local brand that costs Php400 (70% off). It’s in my size yet can still fit at least fit many socks that’s why I’m excited about wearing it. Ü Xiela’s right, the world conspires for the shopaholic. Haha!
Next would be layering. Sure, I’ve done layering in my life but the challenge this time is not to wear warm clothes without looking fat. As per Tita Millet, the -10°C would require 4 layers of clothes. So she lent me these grandma-knitted clothes that are very Baguio-ish and thick. According to her it’s up to me to funk it up and make it suitable for my age. I also bought one I found in the mall.
Mufflers or Pashminas. Why oh why haven’t I bought something like these before? Look at the mufflers Tita lent me. They’re so gorgeous. But I think the problem with them is it’s hard to find one to match your outfits. However, plain colored ones look so dull. So during an ordinary malling day, I found these mufflers and gloves on sale in Esprit. Weee!! They’re the last pairs and good thing their colors match. Yes, they’re made for me. Haha!
Just the sight of it makes me excited all over again. Ü Let’s see how I give justice to these pieces.
Wednesday, December 05, 2007
The Encounter
Desperate to prove that I’m still unattached, I spilled to my colleagues and boss as well who my crush in the office is. Remember Guy #2? Unfortunately, the secret that is supposed to be kept within the 4 corners of the technical room leaked out. The last thing I remembered, my boss’ boss was confirming to me the gossip and because I’m such a poor liar, I just smiled about it. Actually, ditch the excuse I just can’t help smiling whenever his name is being mentioned. Gosh, what a fiasco!
Last Thursday she came into our room and gave me a special assignment prior the launch of our 5 MP phone later: training for the participants. The PM is out and someone needs to cover for her and Guy # 2 will be there overseeing it. For some seconds during the conversation, I was speechless studying her face if she was just teasing me about it. But no, it’s really real. My stomach gave a lurch of horror as Guy # 2 briefed me on the agenda. My audience? Professional photographers. Location: G Hotel from 2-8 PM. I accepted the task adamantly with my head telling me “Connivance ito!” So ok yeah I will be spending time with him but there’s no need to make a song and dance about it. The fact that I’m handling pros without any idea on how to go about the material is one thing to fret about and his presence is another. I swear if there’s a legal case against connivance I’ll sue them for it. =P
I was still “praning” about it until I finally finished the material Saturday morning and well, rehearse for my speech. I love conducting trainings and I don’t think there’s any other person in the technical group capable of handling this but me. So my source of motivation for doing it is: Yes, the event’s success depends on me. Wahaha! I feel overexcitement rushing through me most specially when he came to our room and offered a ride to the event. I almost wanna punch the air when he left “This is it! Woohoo! Time for us to know each other better.” Stories about him from his schoolmate Tytana made me anticipate even more. According to her, he’s “makuwento” and I’ll make sure to pry out of him.
He set the 1230 PM departure time from the office but it’s already 1 and he’s not yet arrived from a lunch-out perhaps. I’m trying so hard not to believe that this is just his delaying tactic so I will go there ahead myself. Thankfully, around 1:15 he came hurrying and signaled we’ll be off. He was walking at least 2-3 steps ahead from me and I swear that wasn’t a good sign of having a nice conversation with him. In fairness after some seconds he turned around and offered to carry my laptop bag and I politely refused his help. For some 2.5 years back @ Intel I was waiting for that guy who would do this to me. It gave me such a twisted view on men I swear I’ll never think of them that way again. So welcome, lopsided shoulders! When he turned around, I smiled telling myself “How sweet.” Wahaha!
Anyways, as I settle myself inside his CRV I fixed my things and kept the two phones I was holding in my hands. I did some exaggeration in my movements enough to give him the signal “See? I kept my phones. I’m not texting anyone. I’m all ears on whatever it is you want to talk about.” I was expecting some “Ready?” or “Let’s go” when we took off but instead he mumbled something like “Seatbelt please.” “Hmmp! Suplado!” was all I can think of.
Honestly, I found his being snobbish quite amusing I had to suppress a giggle. Mukha akong tanga. Then he took out his mp3 player and thought it was my chance. Maybe we’ll jive when it comes to music. He can’t seem to choose what to play as he keeps on toggling between songs. But among those I heard, I swear I can’t recognize one. He settled with this “so-unheard-of” song to which he was singing softly. My choices on songs are generally eclectic but here I am unable to decipher even the name of that rock band. I usually ride a jeepney singing out all the radio stations could blare but here I can’t. Not even hum a song.
Until later I noticed we’ve gone to Edsa reaching Guadalupe and he hasn’t spoken to me yet. Oh god, oh god! What is he thinking? Is he upset, livid or just disdainful? Ok, something has to be clearly done here. This has been the moment I’ve been waiting for and well, I don’t have rehearsed words because I believe this has to be spontaneous. Where do I begin? Actually, there’s this one question I’ve been itching to ask him that morning I just couldn’t muster up courage to ask him in the office. Ok, tameme when he’s around is the exact word.
“Uhmm **, ilan ung attendees na photographers?”
Aware of how nervous I was before, he answered my query and went on explaining on how I should go about the training. I was expecting he would sustain the conversation the moment he finished but NO!!
Another flabbergasted silence is starting to fill the car. What next? I racked my brain. Come on KC, I ordered myself. I need to get this conversation going. When we turned right along Buendia, I found something that involves his work and mine: a wrong spec printed on a Samsung phone streamer along the street. After responding to what I said, history repeated itself.
There, ladies and gents. Our 2 lengthy topics during the 20-mins I think ride from Greenhills to Roxas Boulevard. Oh and have I mentioned he offered a mentos in between those two subjects? Ang saya saya!
Well, we talked “business” during the event and honestly I don’t know how to play fun with it anymore. The highlight of the training for me is the attack of the media and press just when I started the training I felt like I’m being chased by paparazzi. Seryoso!
When I left, I each made a 30-min bitchfest with my girlfriends Lisa and Tytana over the phone. The prior thinks it’s his “defect” while the latter said “I lacked skills.” I don’t know what to think anymore. All I know is that my chances are already scuppered on my least objective of us getting friendly with each other.
And the worst is, due to insistent public demand here I am writing it all here in my blog. Fine! Let this blog be an account of my glories and pitfalls for the whole world to gape at.
Wait I don’t think I’ve told you the worst part is. Thing is, I kept on imagining this little scene in my head later on our event. Him approaching me in his ever usual conio-tic speech:
Him: Hey KC! I would like to apologize for how I acted last Saturday. It’s just that you caught me in a bad mood.
Me (matching his konyo-tic ways also): Oh I don’t think you have to be sorry. You were just doing me a favor by hitching in your car.
Him: No, I’m really sorry. It was supposed to be a friendly conversation with you. And I want to know you better. Can I make it up to you by asking you out for lunch? Say tomorrow?
What a completely deluded moron! Can somebody pull the trigger and shoot me in the head? Please!!!!!!
Last Thursday she came into our room and gave me a special assignment prior the launch of our 5 MP phone later: training for the participants. The PM is out and someone needs to cover for her and Guy # 2 will be there overseeing it. For some seconds during the conversation, I was speechless studying her face if she was just teasing me about it. But no, it’s really real. My stomach gave a lurch of horror as Guy # 2 briefed me on the agenda. My audience? Professional photographers. Location: G Hotel from 2-8 PM. I accepted the task adamantly with my head telling me “Connivance ito!” So ok yeah I will be spending time with him but there’s no need to make a song and dance about it. The fact that I’m handling pros without any idea on how to go about the material is one thing to fret about and his presence is another. I swear if there’s a legal case against connivance I’ll sue them for it. =P
I was still “praning” about it until I finally finished the material Saturday morning and well, rehearse for my speech. I love conducting trainings and I don’t think there’s any other person in the technical group capable of handling this but me. So my source of motivation for doing it is: Yes, the event’s success depends on me. Wahaha! I feel overexcitement rushing through me most specially when he came to our room and offered a ride to the event. I almost wanna punch the air when he left “This is it! Woohoo! Time for us to know each other better.” Stories about him from his schoolmate Tytana made me anticipate even more. According to her, he’s “makuwento” and I’ll make sure to pry out of him.
He set the 1230 PM departure time from the office but it’s already 1 and he’s not yet arrived from a lunch-out perhaps. I’m trying so hard not to believe that this is just his delaying tactic so I will go there ahead myself. Thankfully, around 1:15 he came hurrying and signaled we’ll be off. He was walking at least 2-3 steps ahead from me and I swear that wasn’t a good sign of having a nice conversation with him. In fairness after some seconds he turned around and offered to carry my laptop bag and I politely refused his help. For some 2.5 years back @ Intel I was waiting for that guy who would do this to me. It gave me such a twisted view on men I swear I’ll never think of them that way again. So welcome, lopsided shoulders! When he turned around, I smiled telling myself “How sweet.” Wahaha!
Anyways, as I settle myself inside his CRV I fixed my things and kept the two phones I was holding in my hands. I did some exaggeration in my movements enough to give him the signal “See? I kept my phones. I’m not texting anyone. I’m all ears on whatever it is you want to talk about.” I was expecting some “Ready?” or “Let’s go” when we took off but instead he mumbled something like “Seatbelt please.” “Hmmp! Suplado!” was all I can think of.
Honestly, I found his being snobbish quite amusing I had to suppress a giggle. Mukha akong tanga. Then he took out his mp3 player and thought it was my chance. Maybe we’ll jive when it comes to music. He can’t seem to choose what to play as he keeps on toggling between songs. But among those I heard, I swear I can’t recognize one. He settled with this “so-unheard-of” song to which he was singing softly. My choices on songs are generally eclectic but here I am unable to decipher even the name of that rock band. I usually ride a jeepney singing out all the radio stations could blare but here I can’t. Not even hum a song.
Until later I noticed we’ve gone to Edsa reaching Guadalupe and he hasn’t spoken to me yet. Oh god, oh god! What is he thinking? Is he upset, livid or just disdainful? Ok, something has to be clearly done here. This has been the moment I’ve been waiting for and well, I don’t have rehearsed words because I believe this has to be spontaneous. Where do I begin? Actually, there’s this one question I’ve been itching to ask him that morning I just couldn’t muster up courage to ask him in the office. Ok, tameme when he’s around is the exact word.
“Uhmm **, ilan ung attendees na photographers?”
Aware of how nervous I was before, he answered my query and went on explaining on how I should go about the training. I was expecting he would sustain the conversation the moment he finished but NO!!
Another flabbergasted silence is starting to fill the car. What next? I racked my brain. Come on KC, I ordered myself. I need to get this conversation going. When we turned right along Buendia, I found something that involves his work and mine: a wrong spec printed on a Samsung phone streamer along the street. After responding to what I said, history repeated itself.
There, ladies and gents. Our 2 lengthy topics during the 20-mins I think ride from Greenhills to Roxas Boulevard. Oh and have I mentioned he offered a mentos in between those two subjects? Ang saya saya!
Well, we talked “business” during the event and honestly I don’t know how to play fun with it anymore. The highlight of the training for me is the attack of the media and press just when I started the training I felt like I’m being chased by paparazzi. Seryoso!
When I left, I each made a 30-min bitchfest with my girlfriends Lisa and Tytana over the phone. The prior thinks it’s his “defect” while the latter said “I lacked skills.” I don’t know what to think anymore. All I know is that my chances are already scuppered on my least objective of us getting friendly with each other.
And the worst is, due to insistent public demand here I am writing it all here in my blog. Fine! Let this blog be an account of my glories and pitfalls for the whole world to gape at.
Wait I don’t think I’ve told you the worst part is. Thing is, I kept on imagining this little scene in my head later on our event. Him approaching me in his ever usual conio-tic speech:
Him: Hey KC! I would like to apologize for how I acted last Saturday. It’s just that you caught me in a bad mood.
Me (matching his konyo-tic ways also): Oh I don’t think you have to be sorry. You were just doing me a favor by hitching in your car.
Him: No, I’m really sorry. It was supposed to be a friendly conversation with you. And I want to know you better. Can I make it up to you by asking you out for lunch? Say tomorrow?
What a completely deluded moron! Can somebody pull the trigger and shoot me in the head? Please!!!!!!
Monday, December 03, 2007
The 7-Month Permafrost
Below lists some common things to happen when you meet up with ex co-employees (aka true friends);)
- Stop in your tracks when during a conversation the word “Die Prep” was mentioned. Ignore the tintinnabulation going on in your head and utter “Hey, that’s a new word.” :)
- Get startled over a message tone that suggests company loyalty while dining. Pause from eating and make an antic about it. Employee (aka Allen) apologizes for the tone: a message tone you once wanted for yourself three years ago. Tsk!
- Tell a story about how you once embarrassingly asked a previous teammate/friend on the meaning of a jargon over YM (Ronald, remember FM?). Continue with your story but halt for a while to ask something, “Allen, ano nga ulit tawag kila J*** Tensuan, R** Ad*****….?”
- Be flattered as to how after some months, memories of you are being kept alive to incoming employees. Can’t help but feel like a LEGEND, an URBAN legend that is. *LOLS* With Mike’s rejoinder “Grabe, bilib ako sa lingering powers mo!” Wahaha.
- Decipher the persons involved for increased number of views in your blog. (Huli kayo Rina, Ronald..Is Herry included? Where were you last Friday? )
- Commend faithful employees’(aka Allen and Sam) efforts for keeping in shape despite of the company’s proven effect to its workforce. (Click on this for better understanding.)
- Recall many happy moments one of which is how the 3 of you solely occupied the whole theatre of Robinsons Dasma in watching the last full show of Pride and Prejudice. =P
- Understand how shocked one can get over the excited buzz of people milling about the mall. (Allen, we’re in a tiangge and it’s Christmas time remember? ;)
- Meet an ex-employee (aka IT support) while checking on coats in the mall and get completely lost in recalling his name.
- Dumbfounded as to how barely 3 hours of being with them “loyalties”, you suddenly remembered terms like CRMS, SPC++, SC blah blah blah.. Haha!
Hmm..these are very promising instances. I truly recommend this kind of meeting for delinquent employees like me. Haha!
God, it has been 7 months. I truly missed them. It was refreshing touching base with them again and hearing from everyone back there. Any topic back at work can be included, except for one: previous bosses. Wahaha!! Some things may be forgotten but never are the memories and friendships shared. ‘Til next Sam and Allen, sana wedding na. ;-)
- Stop in your tracks when during a conversation the word “Die Prep” was mentioned. Ignore the tintinnabulation going on in your head and utter “Hey, that’s a new word.” :)
- Get startled over a message tone that suggests company loyalty while dining. Pause from eating and make an antic about it. Employee (aka Allen) apologizes for the tone: a message tone you once wanted for yourself three years ago. Tsk!
- Tell a story about how you once embarrassingly asked a previous teammate/friend on the meaning of a jargon over YM (Ronald, remember FM?). Continue with your story but halt for a while to ask something, “Allen, ano nga ulit tawag kila J*** Tensuan, R** Ad*****….?”
- Be flattered as to how after some months, memories of you are being kept alive to incoming employees. Can’t help but feel like a LEGEND, an URBAN legend that is. *LOLS* With Mike’s rejoinder “Grabe, bilib ako sa lingering powers mo!” Wahaha.
- Decipher the persons involved for increased number of views in your blog. (Huli kayo Rina, Ronald..Is Herry included? Where were you last Friday? )
- Commend faithful employees’(aka Allen and Sam) efforts for keeping in shape despite of the company’s proven effect to its workforce. (Click on this for better understanding.)
- Recall many happy moments one of which is how the 3 of you solely occupied the whole theatre of Robinsons Dasma in watching the last full show of Pride and Prejudice. =P
- Understand how shocked one can get over the excited buzz of people milling about the mall. (Allen, we’re in a tiangge and it’s Christmas time remember? ;)
- Meet an ex-employee (aka IT support) while checking on coats in the mall and get completely lost in recalling his name.
- Dumbfounded as to how barely 3 hours of being with them “loyalties”, you suddenly remembered terms like CRMS, SPC++, SC blah blah blah.. Haha!
Hmm..these are very promising instances. I truly recommend this kind of meeting for delinquent employees like me. Haha!
God, it has been 7 months. I truly missed them. It was refreshing touching base with them again and hearing from everyone back there. Any topic back at work can be included, except for one: previous bosses. Wahaha!! Some things may be forgotten but never are the memories and friendships shared. ‘Til next Sam and Allen, sana wedding na. ;-)
Sam and Allen
Miss ya Allen.. ;)
4 of us @ Bangus Greenhills
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