First day thoughts

Happy new year!

I have written here less and less over the years and I feel slightly bad about it. Mga three percent. haha I used to just write whenever I feel like it, about whatever I want. I don't care if no one reads it. Now I just rant to my friends, or worse, have crazy bad mood episodes at home. That's fine when my folks aren't here. But when they're in town and I have a bitch fit, it gets bad. I hope I can work on a less destructive outlet soon.

Anyhooo, I don't know how it happened but I ended up watching two Filipino movies tonight. First was That Thing Called Tadhana (saw this in the cinema first; Angelica Panganiban and JM de Guzman) , followed by Just The Way You Are (Enrique Gil and Liza Soberano).

My heart is a mess right now.

The funny thing is, I've seen a lot of Pinoy movies, and not just romance movies ha. I watch action movies, heavy drama, slapstick comedy. I believe the only exception would be horror movies. I cannot handle horror movies- local or foreign.

Back to my heart being a mess, I'm quite surprised that I feel some emotion after watching the two movies because I've always believed they can't make me kilig anymore. I've seen every possible smooth move, and heard every mushy line there is. WRONG. Or maybe I just let my guard down for a moment, after all, it is new year's day.

Indulge me as I let all these feelings out tonight and hopefully, avoid a bad-mood episode when I wake up in the morning.

Naniniwala pa rin ako na meron at merong pag-ibig na para sa atin. Yung taong naiintindihan ka at iintindihin ka. Yung naniniwala sa mga pangarap mo at gusto niya, makamit mo ang mga ito. Yung masaya kapag nagtatagumpay ka kasi alam niyang ang tagumpay mo ay tagumpay rin niya. Yung hindi ka pakakawalan kahit nag iinarte ka. Sa halip, patatawanin ka niya hanggang malimutan mong galit ka. Yung araw-araw pipiliin ka, kahit mahirap, kahit nakakapagod, kahit minsan parang suko ka na. At ikaw rin, araw-araw pipiliin siya. Yun ang para sa atin.  

Whenever I remember how much love I can give, I am reminded how much love I deserve. And it makes me hold on, it makes me hang in there another second, another minute more. Tiwala lang. Sabi nga ni Lola Nidora ' sa tamang panahon.'

Just because.

So much has happend since I last posted but it's too much that I cannot even find the energy to write about it. It's basically just me spending so much time out with different groups of friends, meeting new people, and hanging out a little too much in Maginhawa Street. It's practically my second home in the last two weeks.

Anyway, earlier this evening I was blog-hopping and had a random thought. I cannot wait for the day that I'm so rich that my only must do in life is wake up and breathe. Hahaha Ang labo. And when that day comes, I'd love to send my friends little gifts on random days just because.

I like and miss doing things just because I feel like doing it. The I-don't-care-what-people-think sort of randomness. It makes me feel more human. More alive. But I hate to say that I'm such a chicken when it comes to randomness. Ever since work got serious, I've been more serious, more calculative, more careful with the things I do. I'd have to think and rethink decisions, even the minor ones. I just miss living life the way I think it should be lived.

I remember telling myself after the Japan quake that in this day and age, nothing is certain and I should start living my life as I envisioned it. Where'd all my guts go now?

*Photo from tumblr.com

REPOST

I'm reposting a part of an old post just because.

When people tell you 'stop looking for love, love will find you', do you actually believe it? Like what if it's all you've ever dreamt of and wanted? Cliche, I know. But if this is your kind of dream, it's not any different from dreaming of becoming a superstar, a hero, or a billionaire. In fact yours is the simplest of all dreams- all you wanna do is to fall in love. You can't just turn your back at your dream and wait for it to come to you. You need to constantly find reasons to work your way to that dream. I dunno what your dreams are, but mine is that we all find the love we all deserve. But I can only dream for all of us. It's up to each of you find it.

Lotto

Two days ago, I played the lotto. It was my first time. I even had to ask the lady beside me how I should mark the numbers. The reason I played was because the jackpot was, at that time, 354 million pesos. Well, by now you might have already heard no one won in last night's draw. I didn't even get a single number right! HAHAHA So much for beginner's luck. The jackpot already reached 380+ M today but I'm not getting another ticket. Maybe I'll have a better chance in jueteng. (Which I haven't tried yet and I have no idea how to play.)

If I won that 354 M, I wonder how I'll spend it in my lifetime. Like they say 'madaling ipangako ang bagay na wala ka'. But I'm listing it anyway.

Definitely charity is there. Sounds like a cliche noh? Everybody claims they'll do charity work if they get rich. My kind of charity is this- build the children's library my mom has always wanted to have and donate a building in UP- maybe a Student Center. An integrated student tambayan for all or most organizations in the campus much like CBA's 4th floor but a whole building. It'll have conference rooms, a cafeteria, study halls- the works! And then upgrade our labs and equipment to support more research. I'm kind of vain so maybe I'll have some rooms under names I specifically picked. No one cares about room names anyway- just me. HAHA

I also want a foundation that's self sustaining. The worse part of doing charity work is begging for money. Definitely with that much money from the lotto, whatever foundation can 'live on interest' from the money in the bank. Not quite sure if the foundation is for kids, indigenous people, oldies, animals, whatnot.

Then maybe I'll buy Villa Garcia from my dad's auntie. Villa Garcia is the ancestral house where my dad grew up. Now it's old, torn, and not even safe to live in. I've never been inside. They don't allow us for fear that the house might collapse. Anyway, I'd like to buy it and restore the house. Maybe build a new house if the structure isn't restorable but in the same look as it had before.

I'll keep enough money to also 'live on interest'. Maybe I'll save some to support future researches of my younger brother Joop who wants to be a marine biologist. Definitely I'd give Jom some too. I'll give my mom a retirement fund. She's never worked since she married dad but she's done so much for our family. It's hard to run a household noh! So she deserves this. Of course Dad, so he can take mom to dates wherever. Even in Paris.

Whatever's left with the 354 million after all these, maybe I'll give it to another private institution. I'm tired to dealing with the government supported institutions. They are inefficient and uninspiring so I'd much rather give the money to the private sector.

Oh well. All these are written on sand. I don't have 354 million anyway. But if one day I manage to have that much money, I swear I'll work on this list one by one. *now playing Billionaire HAHAHA*

Loser much?

Am I such a loser for saying that the best part of my week is Saturday?

Yesterday I tweeted "I don't have any debt but I feel so poor!"

Now I think I figured out why.

You see, I don't exactly live an office girl lifestyle. My weekdays are usually free of paperwork - unless my boss is here and has stuff that he needs me to do. On a normal, work-free day, I just lounge on the sofa and fiddle with my computer until it's nighttime. In some days I do my laundry. Twice or thrice a week I find myself at the mall. Sometimes to pay the bills and buy groceries, sometimes just to dine out, usually to find something to spend on- which is bad, I know. I find that shopping is a way of killing time for me. It's unproductive, wasteful and clearly, not doing good for my 'career'.

On Saturdays though, I'm sooo alive! Taking that dance class is the best decision I've made as far as my '(non)-active' lifestyle is concerned. I love that I dance with my friends. I love that we can catch up. It feels like college PE class- except we were never classmates in PE back in college. It's even more fun that our instructor is so hot on the dance floor but let's not get into that. But I have to admit, it's part of the motivation.

Saturdays will be even crazier because I've reserved my afternoons to meet up with other friends to discuss stuff I cannot reveal just yet. I'm also looking forward to our next GNOs with themes! First on the list is an all-things-girly sleepover at Edsa Shang! Well, it was supposedly in one of our houses but we all have reasons why we can't host the sleepover so Ja suggested that we book a room at Edsa Shang. YAY! Can't wait!

Today

Today was better.

Maybe because it's Friday tomorrow. I have plans with my GNO (Girls Night Out) group to watch Jon Santos' 101 Jonjemons show at Teatrino. I'm excited! I've always wanted to watch him. He is one of the finest, smartest actor/comedians in the country- along with Eugene Domingo and Malou de Guzman. All three are from UP by the way so that makes me extra proud! My aunt (mom's sister) who's now a doctor was classmates with Jon Santos back in Diliman. He even came to this house according to mom. Dunno though which subject/s they were classmates in. My aunt was also classmates with Jessica Soho. Makes me wonder, 10 or 20 years from now, who among my classmates will be the big names in their fields that I'll end up bragging about? haha!

Jon Santos

My favorite (even before she had her own movies), Ms. Eugene Domingo

Malou de Guzman

*all photos from Google

Earlier Dad and I went out for dinner. You see outside our village, we have Puregold which houses Mang Inasal and Jollibee. If you cross the street there's Mercury Drug, Andoks, Baliwag, KFC, Lydia's Lechon, Pan de Manila and other restaurants so you'll never go hungry even if you're lazy to cook. Anyway, we parked at Puregold and crossed the street to get to Mercury coz he had to buy his meds for asthma. Sooo funny, my dad and I were playing 'patintero' with so much cars, jeeps and buses. I'm used to it coz I commute around but Dad does not commute so it was a tense moment for him. It was really fun. Don't get me wrong. Of course it was dangerous! Drivers here generally do not give way to pedestrians. But it was fun because I was with dad and he kept saying 'ayan dali dali dali!'

I also told Dad about my schedule for Friday and Saturday. Some friends tell me I'm too old to be asking permission from my folks. I know I'm of legal age. But it's not like I have to ask permission. It's a gesture I voluntarily do because they're my parents, they worry about me and it's not like they're not gonna allow me. I just feel it's better that parents know our whereabouts rather than keeping it from them and they end up sneaking into your phone or computer or nagging you about your plans.

I better stop now because I find my writing incoherent. :)) Here's to an amazing weekend!

BLAH

Did you ever feel sad but didn't know why? Like suddenly you realize you never smiled at any point of the day?

I've been feeling that way since yesterday and I really hope it ends soon. To me, a day without a smile or a good laugh is a wasted day and I hate wasting my day. People close to me would know how much I loooove laughing or smiling.

So can someone or something please make me smile before the day ends? Because I'd really like to make this day count.

Oh, for the sake of having a photo in this post, here's my shot of Mt. Isarog. Taken from the clubhouse of CWC, Pili, Camarines Sur.

HERE'S TO HAPPIER DAYS!

On eating alone

Yesterday I had lunch at CPK and ordered my ultimate favorite Thai Crunch Salad. I walked in and the waitress asked 'Table for how many, ma'am?' I said one. It was already 1 pm, a little late for lunch but there were three other couches occupied. The one I sat nearest to was a couple, the two couches on the opposite side were a family and two ladies.

So there I was in the couch, conveniently seated facing their overhead plasma TV and open kitchen, waiting for my Thai crunch salad.

I personally don't mind eating alone. I have a friend who'd rather starve than eat alone. Me? I eat if I have to and when I want to. Aside from the physical evidence of my eating principle (haha), eating alone was never an issue to me because I have reasons to enjoy eating alone.

1. I can revel in the silence and focus on the food.

2. No need for small talks to keep conversations afloat.

3. I can take time watching the dynamics of the restaurant or the people eating

4. There are a lot of things I can observe when I eat alone. Like the details of the restaurant design (CPK's walls have framed pizza boxes), or how overpriced my meal is (but you'll pay just the same because you cannot replicate it at home).

5. When I'm alone and without distraction (like Internet or TV), I get to reevaluate my life, my goals, dreams, plans and random thoughts that pop into your head while observing people.

So yeah, I don't mind eating alone.

I just don't want to eat alone forever.

Can I just say?

My gay crush is apparently not gay and I'm so happy for him because he's in love again. I love him in a way that I don't want to marry him. I'm so fond of him and I'm happy he's my friend. I just can't believe I once liked him, then concluded he's gay so, channeling Samantha Jones from SATC 1 I filed him in gay crush files and now I have to take him out and move him to my male crush files. haha nothing. Just wanna write this memory down.

Short posts but not for Twitter

Because it's hard (and sometimes embarrassing) to tweet everything that's going through my mind all the friggin time, I'm posting them here. haha

* I am currently watching Sports Unlimited and I can't help but get kilig as Marc Nelson kept cheering for Diane as she ran in the triathlon. I KNOW SHE'S MARRIED with a kid and her husband is the director of the show but imagine it's you, single, and then running. Hearing someone like Marc cheer for you in every pitstop AND running with you on the last stretch IS LIKE MAJOR EPILEPSY WORTHY!

* I cannot stress enough how I'm getting addicted to anti-aging regimens. For the past three nights, I've been applying my eye cream thrice each time. As in apply-absorb-apply-absorb-apply-absorb. I just want to make sure I've done everything I can to take care of it. I've had under-eye lines ever since I can remember. I can blame genetics for this. Even my brother Joop has lines- he's 16! AND PLEASE Don't even try calling it wrinkles. HAHA

*I need to lighten my skin again. I got toasted for swimming three days in a row this week! It was good- especially for cardio but when I look at my arms and back- ack, sunburn! On the night of the first swim, I couldn't sleep on my back coz my shirt would rub against my burned skin.

AND OH!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY TO MY DAD AND BOSS!

I LOVE YOU SO MUCH DADDY!

HAPPY FATHER'S DAY ALSO TO MY BROTHER JOM!

For being a great dad to Julian.

My surprisingly kalog dad

Jom and Julian cuddling.

Random Thoughts Part 2

In time with the proclamation of Aquino and Binay, I am writing the rest of my doodles from last Tuesday.

Random Thought # 5

RECOMMENDATIONS TO THE NEW GOVERNMENT

- Support the indigenous people of the Philippines

Give them their heritage land

Provide education in their areas

Train tribespeople to chronicle their traditions

Include them in the preservation programs of the National Commission of Culture and the Arts

Share their culture to students. Not all Filipinos know that these cultural groups exist

- Build tenements for homeless families. Give the place for free but make them pay their utilities and they should maintain the cleanliness, peace and order in the building. Give them decent and legal jobs. That way they are able to pay for their utilities.

- Increase the salaries of public school teachers. NUFF SAID.

- Please fix our transportation system. Upgrade our trains and stations and connect them to major structures. Decrease the number of buses and jeepneys in EDSA. The never get filled up anyway. Disallow motorcycles in major roads. They cause too much accidents. Standardize taxis- and have receipts. Remove all things kolorum on the road. Okay I have too much to list. In short, VISIT SINGAPORE AND SEE WHAT I MEAN.

-Please upgrade NAIA 1. I have heard so much horror stories about it. NAIA 2 needs more food choices, more seats, and REAL FREE WiFi (not just a router signal. NAIA 3 is getting uglier every year so please make it fully operational para hindi nabubulok.

Random thought # 6

Hindi lahat ng taong nagsasabing sila'y mahirap ay totoong mahirap. There are those who have too many wants and indulge in unnecessary expenses that when put together could pay the bills. I have a relative who couldn't afford to pay their water bill for 11 months (grabe noh) until finally Maynilad decided to cut their water supply. But they buy groceries from S&R, go malling at Shangri-La and insist on having a helper at home. ANG LABO DIBA? Try niya mag grocery sa Puregold, mag mall sa SM at wag kumuha ng maid. I'm sooo sure mababayaran nila yung water bill. Meron naman akong classmate na sobrang yaman- as in they have more cars than the members of the family. But they buy groceries from Hi-Top. Sobrang astig. Alam niyo yung Hi-Top? Pang masa yung market nun. Kahit mayaman na sila, super practical pa rin nila. Winner!

-Fin-

Random Thoughts Part 1

I sat at Starbucks while Dad went to a meeting this afternoon. I brought along my doodle notebook and a Bob Ong book Bakit Baliktad Magbasa ng Libro ang Pilipino?. It's the same book I brought with me during my flight to Singapore but I never got to finish it so I figured this was the day.

I couldn't help but stop and write on my notebook after every few flips of the page. This book is funny, at the same time sends a serious message to all the Filipinos- that we all have to love our country first before other nations love it. You can argue and say 'Love ko naman ang Pinas ah' yeah but how much? To what extent? Do you love it enough to obey traffic rules? To not cross the road, instead use the overpass? To declare you're Filipino when you're in other countries? Like what Sir Jim Lafferty always tells our class "A principle is not a principle until it costs you something." You will never prove your love for this country until you are placed in a sticky situation involving your nationality. This is not a book review so let me just end this paragraph by saying PLEASE READ THIS BOOK.

I'm thinking Noynoy should grab this book too. It's insightful. He doesn't have much insight about the lives of typical Filipinos. Not the poor-who-lives-in-the-slums type of people ok? I'm talking about Broad C class. Those who have 9-5 jobs, blue collar jobs, legal jobs. Not those who live on dole outs. He's been stuck with his mom all his life. He hates traveling (he says he's like a fish out of the water when he's out of the country) and if at all he goes out of the country, he gets VIP treatment so he never had the chance to experience what regular Filipinos have to go through to survive abroad. My point it, he has to see the country's problems through the eyes of regular people. (Not through the eyes of Kris Aquino. Sorry I had to say it.)

BACK TO MY RANDOM THOUGHTS...

Random Thought # 1

I wonder...Do Starbucks security guards get to drink Starbucks coffee too? I know for a fact that baristas are entitled to one drink per day (if I remember it right) but are security guards entitled also? Please let me know and take away the heaviness that I felt in my heart earlier when I drank my frap and ate my cinnamon swirl on the table in front of the guard. This is the same feeling I get when I'm in expensive stores. Like the ONLY time I was at Adora I thought 'DO THESE PEOPLE EVEN WEAR THE BRANDS THEY SELL?'

RT # 2

Grabe my handwriting is so chaka. It's only a liiiitle bit more decent than a doctor's prescription. I realized I haven't written on paper (except my signatures in office documents) for the longest time! My college notes are nicely written. Not this kind of handwriting. I have different kinds of handwriting. There's 'Sinisipag' handwriting. That one when you write your notes and homeworks. There's the 'random scribbles' - legible but obviously written without much caution. And then there's 'hinahabol ang thoughts kasi baka makalimutan bago pa maisulat' kind of handwriting where the end of each word is almost just a wave, a line or a dot-dot-dot. HAHA Do you have different handwritings too?

RT # 3

The girl who was in line behind me ordered her drink with a twang. I thought she was the typical Pinay who grew up in the States kind of girl so I really didn't mind. And then when I sat, she and her girlfriend (yes, you read that right) were just a table away from me. I was able to hear some of their conversation. SUS GINOO, TAGALOG NAMAN PALA. Ang arte arte pa. KAINIS. And because they were talking in audible levels, I found out they're varsities in UP. HAY IMBYERNA.

RT #3.5 Labeled as such because I didn't really write this on my notebook. Related lang sa number 3.

Anyway I was sitting by the window so I could see the people who were sitting at the outdoor seats of Starbucks. There's this girl who kept glancing at me- I caught her twice. But I really didn't mind. It wasn't elevator looks naman. I figured she was trying to see what book I was reading. But later on, you know the feeling na wala naman ginagawa sa iyo pero nayayabangan ka sa aura niya (and madalas tama ka sa kutob mo? Na niyayabangan ka nga niya?) So yeah I kinda felt that toward her but didn't bother and just kept reading. APPARENTLY SHE'S FROM UP. (Over dinner her group passed by the resto where dad and I were eating and she was with some guy who was my classmate in PE before.) Conclusion: MAYABANG PALA ANG TAGA UP WHEN YOU LOOK AT IT FROM AN OUTSIDER'S PERSPECTIVE. I mean at this point I'm not a student anymore so I totally look normal and not so UP-ish. Maybe she thought I'm a call center agent on coffee break at Starbucks Technohub. SORRY YOUNG LADY, NAUNA PA AKONG MAGING TAGA UP SA IYO. DI MO AKO MAIINTIMIDATE. AND I'M SO SURE, HINDI KA TAGA COLLEGE KO. (hahahaha *evil laugh* I love CBA! Best college ever. We're the hope of this country. hahaha)

RT #4 - This thought was brought about by an entry in the book of Bob Ong. Page 136

I would never deny I'm Filipino. Maybe there are times I'm embarrassed like when our politicians do something stupid and gets broadcasted all over the world. But never to deny it. There is so much beauty in this country. So many good memories. Denying I'm Filipino is likr turning your back to the country that molded you. Turning your back to everyone who's part of your life. It's like not having any roots at all. And once one is not rooted to a heritage, he becomes a homeless wanderer with no one to run to. I quote: "...I can say with confidence that no other race around the world could be as generous, dignified and as noble as we are."-Bob Ong

Part 2 pag sinipag ulit ako. ;)

Sabi-sabi

Last night I was shooting that roll of tape (photo in previous post) and when I got the shot I was aiming for, I said 'it's a wrap!' Then I repeated it again and again and concluded this.

IT'S A WRAP! = EAT SARAP!

Wala lang. hahaha My little wordplay musings.

What's on your mind?

If you're bored, or itching to ask me something, or gusto mo lang mangulit... Hit me up with a question or two. Wala lang bastusan ok? Game!

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New!

I'm liking my new template. It's so perfect for me! I like the muted color and simple design. Glad I managed to change the title because that heart logo on the leftmost side used to be a disabled sign like this. I have no idea why there is such logo but still, I'm happy with the heart. Yay!

I also started blogging in my other account which will contain anything Filipino that I've encountered- like Pinoy food, places, discoveries and experiences. This blog will still be my main blog, where I'll put my thoughts, rants and the usual stuff that happens to me everyday. I hope I can finally pull off managing two blogs. I'm hoping it'll help me organize my thoughts more. hahaha!

Here's to making little changes one step at a time!

KALOKA!

Lots of kalokas today!

CONGRATULATIONS TO MANNY PACQUIAO! MONEY MONEY MONEY PACQUIAO! hahaha Seventh title, why noooot?! Kaloka! I sooo bet he's gonna fight Mayweather Jr. next. But according to Julius Babao, it won't happen next year coz of elections. I love Pacman as a boxing hero but not as a singer, an actor, and definitely not as a politician. Hohum, it doesn't make him less of an icon anyway. hahaha

As if my post last night wasn't kaloka enough for me, I had another kaloka moment today. I tried to rebook my flight to Iloilo from Dec.17 to Dec.19 to allow me to attend the lantern parade and the batch party (in the works). OMG IT'S SOOO NOT GONNA HAPPEN. Rebooking would cost me twice the amount of the original ticket.HELLO?!

And lastly, this one really cracked me up! I was sooo determined to get that cappuccino wash on ebay so I signed up for an account and sent an inquiry. Juskolaaard I got a reply IN CHINESE! hahahaha I'm still determined to get that cappuccino wash so I'm hoping powerretail can do the purchasing for me. I HAVE NO IDEA HOW PAYPAL WORKS SO SCREW THAT. Or wait, any of you here purchase on ebay? help me please! hahaha

Exage

Exage talaga. I can't find the energy to write a decent post. I wanna post about my Bicol trip but I'm so lazy I opted to post photos on my Multiply account. I wish I can have my blogging energy back. 

My theory is... all my energy is on twitter. HAHAHA  It's just so much fun to tweet! Aside from seeing real time musings of my friends, I also I get so much updates there via TIME, Inquirer, and Julius Babao, showbiz feed and funny jokes from Ruffa Gutierrez, Mariel Rodriguez, Bianca Gonzalez and Pokwang, inspiration from Paulo Coelho and TheLoveStories,  pop culture and couture from Bryanboy and Tim Yap. 

I use twitter to a fault. As in minsan it's like a chatbox na between me and a contact. EXAGE I hate myself for doing it. I don't really log on to YM, nor do I post stuff on Facebook so this is the only chance I get to chitchat with them. 

Oh well, I'll leave you with this photo I took. Para naman worth it yung pag basa niyo ng post ko. HAHA

Barcelona Church in Gubat, Sorsogon

Mornings

I miss my mornings. I've been waking up late for the longest time. The only time I got up early was when my dad was here and we had to go to the office. But other than that, I always wake up at 11 or 12 noon. 

Today it was even crazier. Last night I watched 500 Days of Summer and slept at 2 am. I set the alarm at 10 am so I can visit the supermarket and buy my food supply in preparation for the coming typhoon. Hours later my alarm went off and I just couldn't get up. I rolled in my bed and fell asleep. Later I heard the kitchen door open- my tito arrived! I decided to stay in my bed and pretend to be asleep until he leaves. That was like 1 pm already. I was starving. hahaha Anyway bottom line, he left, I was able to go to the supermarket at grab late lunch at Tokyo Tokyo.

I feel so bad for losing my mornings. I would have wanted to be more productive. My dad wakes up at 6 am everyday. Every time I get up, I find him outside sitting and just looking at the birds. He's done with his things to do and the rest of his morning is for thinking. His afternoons are dedicated to TV, naps and TV again. Sometimes he works again the whooole afternoon. But it happens only when it's crunch time.

TOMORROW, I SWEAR I AM GONNA WAKE UP at 10 am at the latest. And I have to keep that until it becomes normal. I'll only oversleep if I was out the night before or if I have no work to do. 

In other thoughts... I have decided not to come to the Plansem of ABAM. I'm afraid to travel north because there's a typhoon. haha I am dedicating my weekend to 'me' time and marehan time. I hope plans push thru! 

Happy sem break to my student friends! :)

Lazy Friday :)

Yesterday I tried to register at the COMELEC office. But fifteen minutes after I arrived, they told us to come back today because there's power shortage and they don't want to risk losing their data if they turn on their computers in the midst of the fluctuating power. Unfortunately according to the news, the power shortage won't be addressed until next week. Thus,  decided not to go to comelec today. hehe

I tried to finish my deliverable but two pages later, I got so bored typing the benefits from Philhealth so I didn't finish it. Will try it again tomorrow. I am actually 6 pages short from finishing but oh well. haha

I also tried to cook carbonara this afternoon. I studied the recipe I got online and immediately started working at the kitchen. Grabe, fail! I ended up having what seemed to be pasta with scrambled eggs. Major boohoo! Oh well, I've never been successful in white pasta sauces. Red sauces are easier to make. 

Anyhooo, because I plan to stay home this weekend, I had Red Ribbon White Forest cake delivered here at home. Yummy! I also had my favorite chicken empanadas delivered. This is gonna be a yummy weekend. ayieee! 

Our wifi isn't back yet. I have no idea how to fix it again so I'm here stuck by the bar where the LAN cable is. Kawawa naman my auntie next door (eeek! I know, conyo. haha). She can't share my internet. hehe

And oh, I feel bad for not being able to update my other blog. It's mainly because I haven't really gone for adventures recently. And, I find it such a hassle to manage two blogs. So I dunno. I'm still keeping it but probably erase it in time. I really don't know yet.

And lastly, I saw Glee's 6th episode last night. Grabe, I sooo love Glee. I got really pissed at first because the torrent I downloaded had an error so it wouldn't play. Fortunately, I found a website that had a video stream of Glee. Click here to enjoy the episodes. Btw, I really like Kurt and I still love Mr.Schuster. yaaaaaaaay! hahaha

The fabulous and oh-so-sosh Kurt

Mr. Schuster 

Happy weekend guys!

Missing class

I miss my classes. Especially 172, 177 and 178. This morning Sir Ray sent his alumni an invitation to the final presentation of his class this sem. I'd love to come but I wanna see who's coming first. I also miss drinking Chuckie in class. Or going on long banyo breaks when the class is getting boring. 

Sir Acedera has a new business in Cagayan de Oro. It's a bread business pretty much like Gardenia. He sent 200 loaves to the Ateneo Relief Center for the victims of Ondoy here in Manila. Very kind of him.

I sent Sir Nes an email today. It was just a follow up on our last conversation months back. Yeah, we're email buddies. hahahaha I'm really glad he's happy. 

I'm missing my teachers mainly because of Glee. Mister Schuester is so hot, I super love him! He reminds me of an older Justin Timberlake. And OMG I super died when he sang Alone in epsisode 5. YAY! Love GLEE!