Tuesday, January 31, 2006 5:20 PM
R.I.P.
I am mourning the death of office flexi time...
Thursday, January 26, 2006 2:29 PM
tales of domesticity
I'm now five pounds closer to achieving my 2006 Resolution, but still am white as fish meat. I figured I'll only start getting a tan once the summer months come rolling around and I'll have a decent bod to show on the sand and surf (nyahahaha dreaming again). Nevertheless, I am eating healthier. I have become more domesticated than usual because I've decided to confine myself at home on rehearsal-free nights. I can cook and I love experimenting but given my "above normal" perfectionist nature I am lazy to get on with it, but these days, I really don't have a choice. It seems that I've become obsessed and for the love of God, I want to be obsessed about this whole losing-weight-and-becoming-nog-nog thing for the rest of the year. Narcissism here I come...
little monsters
But the greatest externality (or is that too economic a term?) of this project is the fact that I have kicked out the old clothes from my closet, perhaps a most-awaited sign of shedding the old useless ways for the new me habits. Hopefully this will entail a new wardrobe, but I'm not banking on that because I am currently broke. Fine, I'll wear current wardrobe, never had a problem with it and I don't see any in the near future. This whole changing thing has placed me in a nice position of coming into terms with myself. I'm faced with the fact that I do have a problem (and maybe I am faking this) but I'm growing the guts to actually bulldoze it to the ground.
galit ang magnanakaw sa kapwa magnanakaw
The weirdest part of this all is that I'm not letting my family in on this whole master plan for the sole reason that they're family --- quick to criticize my big ass and also quick to say "I told you so". I've admit this a dozen times, I dislike told-you-so-people because I am one. Hahaha. Kidding aside, I've always been known to be very noisy about other things but never about my plans. It's just too personal for family members to know, does that make sense? Never an ogre but always an onion, I guess.
Wednesday, January 25, 2006 5:32 PM
don't say you're weird
Because that would be politically incorrect.
Say you're "above normal".
At least that what my dad says. hehehe...
Friday, January 20, 2006 3:11 PM
Lunch was a whirlwind of text messages. I simply left my phone on my desk as I meet with an old roommate. When I got back, I find that my boss' mistah had texted asking if I can donate my blood immediately to another mistah who was suffering from stage 4 cancer.
I am grieving for a man whom I have not met but promised my blood to since a month ago.
me:"JJ, Ronald just asked me to donate blood now, can I leave the office?"
JJ: "Ok. Ask Jun to meet me downstairs. I will pick him up."
me: "He's on the way."
me: "Sir Ronald, I can leave the office daw."
JJ: "Never mind donating blood. My mistah just passed away a few minutes ago."
Then my phone vibrates. Ronald was calling to tell me the bad news.
I feel really sorry to hear about their loss. A part of me is over-thinking of the possibility that he died because he lacked blood. I sincerely hope not. He was a Navy Lieutenant and I don't even know his name...
Thursday, January 19, 2006 1:34 PM
procrastinating can be murderous
I haven't been cleaning my apartment for a while since things have been piling up. The place must appallingly resemble a disaster area because when I arrived home, two roaches were dead on the living room floor. Not one but two. And both on their backs like they were shocked to death.
This weekend I'm resurrecting the vacuum cleaner...
Tuesday, January 17, 2006 4:27 PM
new year's resolution
I've had it with being lighter than the average Filipina. The masses think that being "white" is so cool, and I'm like, why? So other people can stare at you once you get out of your house?
Yes, I do notice some of that staring (it's revoltingly uncomfortable!). I believe I was given the same gift of perception as the rest of humanity.
But the worst thing about it is when I go to the poverty-stricken areas to visit our training sites like last Sunday in Tondo. I was in Pier 116 at the North Harbor where there was a community of people living well below the poverty-line. Even if I spoke the vernacular, they are still embarassed to respond and even kept apologizing for their living room, their food, and heck, even the heat when we were walking out on the street. I didn't know they are also responsible for the sun glaring at us.
So there, my new year's resolutions are overdue. Expect the number 1 to be me not just getting a bit of color, but becoming unrecognizably dark. Can one say "nog-nog" online without offending anyone?
Now if only I can convince my boss to give me a month off (or two) to go to a beach and fry myself.
Sunday, January 15, 2006 2:13 AM
have i mentioned i love manila pen?
After hopping from one starbucks to another, I don't think I will be visiting another starbucks for a while. I had three reasons why I went to at least four starbucks. One, it was the deadline of the Christmas treats stickers, and I only lacked four more to get a planner for the boyfriend's cousin who requested I fill it up since she knows I'm such a coffee junkie. Two, Soliloquy and I needed to submit a proposal to an online grant for the little NGO we were putting up and we needed the wifi internet. And three, I am not allowed to drink anything with caffeine for the next two weeks because I have once again decided to torture myself with phase one of the South Beach Diet, therefore the iced caramel macchiato for breakfast, the iced toffee nut latte in the afternoon and the zen iced tea at midnight...
I completed the stickers but didn't get the planner because Starbucks ran out. Wahehehe. Their wifi also was not working, of all days for technology not to work, it just had to pick the grant deadline. And I didn't get a chance to shop for groceries for my South Beach diet mission (I still have to convince myself that this is a bad thing).
We ended up in The Peninsula Manila at 1AM whose lobby resto is open 24 hours and had free wifi internet in every inch of the hotel. And trust me, I know my hotels. Makati Shangri-la sucks because their wifi is only available in the lobby, which is why I hold the office's trainings at The Pen because I will absolutely die of boredom in Shang. Hehehehe... it's one of the nice perks of arranging office logistics.
Hmmm... don't you think it was too much of a weird coincidence that all four Starbucks misspelled my name? How hard is it really to spell a one-syllable word? It says something about the hearing of baristas... the coffee grinders must be destroying their eardrums. How do I know? Because at the last Starbucks I went to, I already spelled my name letter by letter and the barista still didn't get it.
Thursday, January 12, 2006 6:33 PM
a wee bit of faith
Do pray that our project will win the Stockholm Challenge.
12:12 PM
restless
It probably sank in: I'm 23 years old. I know it's a bit early in the year to be asking what I have done, but I'm not really sure my answers are substantial enough. I've got a year ahead of me, supposedly my year because the stars have told me so.
Sometimes the stars don't matter though. I'm making it a conscious decision that this year is mine like the ones before. Last year was awesome, so how can I top awesome? Two words: drastic change. If I don't start moving my ass, time will leave me eating its dust. That's something I can't allow... because I've realized, in 7 years, I will be 30, and I bet I will have more in my mind rather than personal achievements.
In the meantime, I miss the beach immensely. All these are taken by my Sony Ericsson s700i.
Tuesday, January 10, 2006 12:24 PM
i've got pictures!
I've been a bad blogger I know. I didn't even leave a greeting for everyone. Forgive me. I hope everyone had a fantastic holiday season though! Here are some pictures from a day in my trip to Surigao.
My high school bud and I spent an afternoon at the beach fifteen minutes away from my house.
We waited for the sun to set with lots of potato chips and Cali like we used to do.
By nightfall, we drove back to my house for a small party. I'm never having tequila again... well, at least not until next Christmas.
