Save Me

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I hate this blog with a passion.
Goodbye for now.
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I miss you... I do, I do...

It's killing me.

I'm currently acquitting all my expenses from the Sydney trip. I want to cry not because I most likely overspent but because I miss the place soooo much!


I miss the sounds of the traffic lights (and sometimes violating them)...

I miss miss miss breakfast from sidewalk cafes...

Even if they tend to freak me out, I miss all those birds in the park...

And at the beach...

Walking your streets is so much better than walking the streets of Manille...



Besides, they don't make tea here like you do...

Princess Diana, Audrey Hepburn,Gabrielle Chanel, , Pia Colon

Okay, so what do I have in common with these ladies?


Lady Di has "Diana, a Story of a Princess"
Audrey has "Audrey Hepburn, An Elegant Spirit: A Son Remembers"
Coco has "Chanel : A Woman of her Own"
Anna has "Great Big Beautiful Doll: The Anna Nicole Smith Story"
I have "The Evolution of Pia"


I have to warn you though, it's still in it's draft stage. At least we have the core events in writing!

The Face of Patriotism

It's official - I got the map of the Philippine Islands on my face.
Luzon by my brow, Visayas on the tip of my nose (hello Rudolph) and Mindanao on my chin.
Heck the Palawan, Bataan, and Julo Islands are visible as well. (too visible actually).


Hatred.


Is this karma?


Do chocolates really cause pimples??


I got my pay today but it disappeared faster than you can say "yehey!". I say that more holdup occurrs in doctors' clinics rather than banks. Sheesh. I went to the derma during lunch break for consultation but she ended up giving Luzon, Visayas and Mindanao injections. Plus, she cooked up an extra long list of medicines I should take. To add insult to the injury, the Medicard office was closed so everything came out of my shallow pocket.


I don't know what hurt more, the physical pain or the fiscal pain.


Ay caramba.

She Was Afraid To Come Out Of The Water...

I am too tamad to work function.
Mind is in (non existent) vacation mode.
I ate too much yesterday (when did I not ever???)
I have nothing to wear to the wedding yet.
My skin is horrible (and that's putting it mildly).
I'll just burn my afternoon away (burn 30 CDs for Oz at that).
From now until lunch, maybe I'll learn new words.
Good luck with that.
I'm beginning to give up on myself on so many aspects of my life.
I still hate Wendy Pepper.
Why can't I be good, even just this Holy Week?

Channelling Becky Bloomwood

I AM IN DEEP SHHT.
SPENT 365 DOLLARS MORE THAN THE BUDGET.
Kasi naman they should have made clear how much the budget was from the start pa lang.


Buti sana if I made those purchases in cities where they're open to accomodating return requests in exchange for cash. Did I even make sense? Basta, diba in the US, if you don't like what you bought you can give it back to the store, no questions asked, they just give you your money back.


holy weak!

Haha.


Last Monday, 3 days before she was scheduled to go back to Jeda, Vicky agreed to meet up with me over coffee. Had I not resurfaced from YM 2 days before that, I would never have known Victoria was back in town (thanks Maya!).


I haven't seen Vicky since she left in Sept '04. Whenever she'd come back, our schedules just never jived. We had only 2 hours to catch up on each others lives; amazing we were able to ( methinks because my life is such a bore, 2 hours were enough). We talked about work, friends, family and shit. I loved her stories about work, it basically verified she is a flight attendant from hell. haha

Speaking of hell, my new station looks like Satan's loft:

Gulo!!!

First time mo?

*Ripped off from Jenie's blog


What I did for the first time during the month of March.


1. Spent the entirety of my paycheck in one blow
2. Met up with friends from high school I haven't seen in 3 years
3. Talked to Milge (haven't done that in 4 years!!)
4. Had coffee with Vicky (haven't seen her in 2 years)
5. So yeah, I basically reconnected with old pals
6. Went to Oz (Sydney, Bondi, Manly) and Spore
7. Drank wine at least once a week. (Part of the job)
8. Bought a shitload of magazines ( I don't even know why)
9. Bought Havaianas (Yes I finally succumbed)
10. Bought jewelry from a vintage store
11. Went to the beach alone (not bad)
12. Did my laundry
13. Closed a deal (or at least witnessed it)
14. Ate chocolate and/or ice cream everyday for 3 weeks
15. Went to ADB
16. Stayed in Shang Edsa for a week
17. Ate at HEAT Cafe for breakfast for a week
18. Bought a trench coat
19. Actually touched the fall collection of Stella McCartney haha
20. Watched Prison Break ( I'm going to lose a whole weekend to a PB Marathon)
21. Paid (okay, will pay) for my sister's tuition
22. Walked by myself in the streets of a foreign land from 2-4 am
23. Got addicted to Chai Latte
24. Bought a little black book (finally)
25. Bought my own cam (I dunno, but I'm not too happy about my choice) :(


So many firsts, but still my life's a bore. Shite, I'd be happy to get my first EI this week though. Please God?

Is this the end?

I blink for a second and suddenly it's April???
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The credit card statement came in today and I had to acquit all my expenses from the trip. Nakakahiya 70% of my expenses were meals/snacks. Haha
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It is so hotttttttt outside
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Going back to the gym tonight. Haven't worn me gloves in weekssss, hope I don't collapse
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I've been having chocolate and/or ice cream every single day for 3 weeks now. I can feel my triple chin as I type.
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Can't stand the pressure here at work. Quotas, deadlines ugh!


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More pictures HERE

Cheese!

part one



click on the lamp post for more pix :)

Ugh with a capital U

I'm baaack//It's really not as glamorous as you think

When I got to the office this morning, my passcode was no longer working and I almost didn't recognize my desk whatwith all the tambak accumulated in the last 2 weeks. Sigh, I could've been in Vietnam right now.


LAST WEEK VS. THIS WEEK


The hotel room
vs


The event
vs


The urban landscape
vs


The appointments
vs


The mini bar
vs


more pictures soon, thanks broadband!

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Flight is in a few hours. Just finished stuffing everything down my throat in my suitcase. Oh yeah, I went to Bondi late this afternoon (right after my last client call... yes, in business attire)then Manly just before midnight. Talk about last minute side trips.





It was raining a bit when I got there, this was taken at around 6:30 pm.



I'll upload pictures when I get back to Manila, of course unless, I get LOST!(And I actually don't mind)

Holler From Down Under

Updates to follow. Know what? Just go here =)


x.s. If I come up with another title as cheesy as that, do mankind a favor and shoot me. kthanksbye

Guess Where I Am La?

Im choking on Kiwi Banana ice smoothie from Auntie Anne's la.
Why I even bothered with it, id on't know la.
The buyers I'm accompanying decided we all split up and just meet when it's time to board la.
Good idea la.
I'm gonna go explore now la.


Bye la.


x.s.
I almost missed my flight kanina la, because I was watching Lost la.

Blue Moon Are You Lost Again?

Leaving in two days and yet I haven't been ticking the boxes off my to-do list (matter of fact, it just keeps getting longer)!!!


WHAT I NEED TO DO:
1. Uh get my visa
2. Get my tickets (that's if my flights were even optioned !!)
3. Turn over my work (to my boss hehe)
4. Collate all the materials I need for the trip
5. PACK! Dammit, I don't even know if I have clothes/shoes
6. GET MY SCHEDULE!!!!!!!
7. Make those phonecalls
8. Reply to emails
9. Tidy up my desk



10. Tidy up my life


On the other hand, at least I WAS ABLE TO:
1.Check the weather forecast ( Geez, will the weather gods please make up their minds!!!)
2.Print out ten thousand maps (coz' Im a geek that way)
3.Took note of which restaurants to eat in (ha ha and ha)
4.Chat with my BDM Buddy (he'll be babysitting me and he wanted to know what I wanted to do)
5.Well yeah that's about it.


And yes, I just had to blog in the middle of all these hullabaloo.

CHUMMYYYYY!

MELISSA GALARRITA-MENES!!! I SAW YOUR COMMENT ON MY PREVIOUS POST! NAGULAT TALAGA AKO I DON'T EVEN REMEMBER WHAT YOU SAID. GIRL BUHAY KA PA PALA! I HAVEN'T SEEN YOUR BABIES!


PLEASE CAN WE MEET UP? I MIGHT LEAVE FOR SYDNEY THIS SATURDAY. LET'S HAVE BRUNCH OR SOMETHING, FLIGHT'S NOT UNTIL EARLY EVENING. RIA J AND I WERE JUST TALKING ABOUT MEETING UP SOON WITH BUGOK AND CLARA S.


GO GO GO! WHAT'S YOUR NUMBER? I ALWAYS TEXT YOU BUT YOU NEVER REPLY. SI JUSTIN RIN, I ALWAYS TEXT HIM. I'LL CONTACT MILGE NA RIN TO SEE IF SHE CAN COME. OH AND LAST I HEARD FROM VICKY, SHE SAID SHE'LL BE BACK IN THE COUNTRY THIS MARCH. PA-LIBRE TAYO DUN, THAT GIRL IS A PSEUDO MATRONA ALREADY!!!


MEL PLEASE GET IN TOUCH WITH MOI!


KTHANXBYE,
PIA

Haven't done this in a longggg time

Four Jobs I've Had In My Life
1. Art Teacher (Surprise! This was a summer job)
2. Logo maker/graphic designer(Actually got paid for this non talent)
3. Recruiter (I love how it sounds so dirrty)
4. Multitasker


Four Films I Can Watch Over And Over
1. The Hand that Rocks The Cradle
2. Sound of Music
3. Before Sunrise & Sunset
4. About A Boy


Four Places I Have Lived
1. Manila
2. Maynila
3. Manille
4. Muhnila

and I quote - "i'm so well-travelled!"


Four TV Programs I Love To Watch
1. My Wife and Kids
2. Whose Line/David L
3. Jamie Oliver/ Nigella/ Anthony Bourdain/ That Chinese cooking lady based in Sydney
4. Lostttttttt


Four Highly-Regarded and Recommended TV Shows That I've Never Watched:

1. Prison Break (well I did see half an episode but soon will see the whole season yay!)
2. Grey's Anatomy (will watch, dont worry)
3. 24 (we have the dvds here, not interested)
4. West Wing (Um eww)


Four Places I Would Have Visited, Had I Had The Money
1. Europe
2. South America
3. Japan
4. The rest of the Philippines (uy, patriotic daw)


Four Websites I Visit Daily
1. www.piamaria.livejournal.com
2. postsecret.blogspot.com
3. ohnotheydidnt
4. so much more


Four Of My Favorite Foods (right now)
1. salmon
2. sushi
3. boy bawang/binatog
4. pumpkin soup from delifrance( actually, it will be, in the future)


Four Places I Would Rather Be
1. anywhere
2. but
3. here
4. i dunno, hong kong? spore? australia? new york/california/europe/argentina/tokyo???

Broke. Again i am Broke.

Yesterday, early morning:


Me: Are you going anywhere today? Wanna come with me to Makati? I have to buy stuff.
Mia: I can't I have exams on Monday.
Me: Tss, you were accepted at UP already! Besides, even if you fail all your exams next week, you'll manage to get a B!
Mom: Leave her alone.



Hahaha. I desperately needed my sister to come with me as I was sure she'd incorporate some senses into my purchasing decisions. So yeah, yesterday I spent 8 disgusting hours in the retail jungles of Makati (5 hours of which were spent at Rustans, I KID YOU NOT!).



I needed to stock up on basics plus threads to wear for work events in the coming weeks. First up underwear, puta ang mahal! I went for Marks & S (because Joyce told me so) and as I was being held up in the counter, I couldn't help but wish I lived in a european city instead because there, going al fresco or letting the girls hang wouldn't be such a crime. Next, I had to buy face camouflage for our rather high profile events (ugh!). The very convincing slash conniving lady behind the chanel counter duped me into getting their oven baked blush because "Look ma, I dropped my blush and it didn't break!". I wish I could say I was high at that time and so the irrelevant purchase, but no, I wasn't even inebriated. Afterwhich I got me a suit (because I own only one) and tops to go with it. I couldn't find shoes that would be gentle to my feet, and earrings, I forgot to buy work-safe earrings! I capped the day off with an appointment with the derma. A week ago I dropped by Essences and the lady from Murad slipped me a paper like a druggie would. Anyway it was about some free consultation with a Murad certified derma. Then I saw the magic words - GET FREE SAMPLES. Knowing how exorbitantly priced their products are, I booked myself an appointment. I don't know if all the Rustans associates were programmed to vomit only words of flattery and be very convincing but dammit the derma's like "Oh you don't need to be on the acne coplex program, you have good skin...you don't need the revitalizing chuva chuva, you're sooo young!Do you drink vitamins? Vitamin C?? vERY GOOD!! Tell you what, let me introduce you to the vitalic programm we have". So yeah, I didnt think Id be shelling out anymore money here but I was made to buy the complete Pomegranate line. I never even got the freebies.



I will not be eating lunch for a month. If I go desperate, don't be surpised to find "FEED PIA" tin cans on your desks next week. Kthanxbye!

For the sake of updating

Uh I really don't know what to say. I'm all alone in the office, got left behind as I had to accommodate a client. I'm too tamad to go down and buy lunch...there's no one to eat with anyway besides, fasting naman today eh (naks).


I have no idea what to talk about. Oh wait, Prison Break. Yeah, Im getting myself DBDs of the series because I keep missing it on Crime/Suspense. A lot of people have been telling me it's good (but yeah, Lost reigns supreme). So there. Oh and the lead? How can you go wrong with the name WENTWORTH MILLER? Really, I like it. Parang si Cillian Murphy. I wonder how close friends of Wentworth call him...Went?



Went Miller. We be close like that. (He really looks like someone but I can't put my finger on who!)


Ohmyface. Here goes another wastebin entry. Save me.
Oh and while you're at it, do keep your fingers crossed for me. I can't believe they extended my agony till Monday. I kinda have to be prepared you know, must I go shop already?


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Must get out of here, Im turning into a receptionist, the phones of my officemates have been ringing nonstop.


ONE DAY I WILL ERASE THIS ENTRY. SO EMBARRASSING.

Just another day

So yesterday while everyone was on the streets (or out of it), I was, well doing what I do best - being all unaffected. Actually, when we were told that the non-essential staff could go home already (yeah, degrading as that may sound, that's how they classify us in the emb, non-essential staff) I stayed for an hour longer as it was too hot outside, besides, there was cake (hee). Then, just before it got "all choatic", I fled Makati and headed for, tada, Edsa Ortigas. ahahaha. I had about 2 hours to kill before meeting Cha and so I traipsed around Shang until my feet declared its own state of emergency. Anyway, Cha and I had about 5 hours to spend before the concert, we scoured the dailies for the movie schedule, hoping to find a cinema nearby that was showing Brokeback. Nada, so we agreed to window shop instead. I really had no intentions of buying anything but Cha pointed me to the direction of Rustans (which we all know is on sale) and there I found Louboutins and Choos for under 5 grand. As much as I would've wanted to own those labels, they just weren't made for walking (how's that for cheese factor set to 9?). Anyway, I found heels formal enough for work but were decent for walking the stretch of Ayala as well. It burned quite a hole in my pocket, but Im thinking long term investment. God I just hope I don't fall flat on my face when I strut around in it! I couldn't quite discern how I really felt after that purchase and so we decided to flee the store before we could do anymore damage. We crossed over to megastrip for dinner but ended up eating at Tia Maria's anyway. Midway through dinner we ring up Mikey just to check how things are going in the streets (he's like the 4th person I called asking if martial law has been declared, because really, inside the mall = oblivion!). By this time, my dad SMSes me for the mpteenth time telling me to go home already. haha. After 2 hours of dinner, we walked off all those burritos, so yeah, more retail damage. We almost lost track of time, we got to the venue 10 minutes before it was slated to start. The number of people by the entrance only confused us on which door to take, so we stood in the middle for a complete minute. Upon deciding to take the door less crowded, an all too familiar shadow emerges right before us. It was Bamboo, he was lost too. haha. Some girls flock to him for a picture to which he happily obliged to. Cha and I stepped back almost dumbfounded. After the photo session he excused himself...passed right in front of me, and i swear he paused for a moment, smiled and said hi. Hindi pa nga nagsisimula yung show, sulit na. haha


So there, as expected the show was great. So worth, uh, braving edsa.The audience was great too, all decently behaved, walang rambulan. Bamboo made some funny spiels too, something to the effect of "State of emergency, just another day" and "Dito isang milyon, bago bahay,bago kotse, wowee!".


Sa uulitin!

Let it rain, fire from the sky, heaven help us

Anxious, I am.


Ang KSP na talaga ng mga politiko. There's a rally at Edsa and another here in Ayala. It's as if the only thing they do well is to interrupt business and drag the rest of us into hellholes.


Pampagulo talaga. I've scheduled 3 meetings today with people who are so hard to pin down (it took me 2 weeks for them to confirm). One just called me to say she can't make it as she was advised not to leave Dasma Vill (she's a diplomat, ye). Panic!! I texted my 2 other clients to check if they can still make it today but they're acting as if they never got it!


Ang dami ko pang lakad ngayon, both in Makati and Ortigas. AND THE CONCERT IS TONIGHT!


ugh, sana talaga wag magka-coup!


In two weeks, there's an Aussie Mission to the Philippines, kung matuloy yung coup, baka mag backout ang mga participants, if that happens, zero revenue!


Had Joyce and I not been able to catch Bamboo perform yesterday (surprise, surprise) before watching Geisha, I would've gone mad by now. On a side note, Pumpkin=comedy, Gong Li=Wow!


edit: aww man, rumour has it that they'll be sending us home na. naman!!!!

Save me from the fire

They're making us go home already because there are coup rumors. First of all it's past five, work ends at five. Secondly, those rumors have been going on since forever. Anyway I did a quick check and yes, it is breaking news according to this. Utang na loob, bawal magka-rally! I mean can't it wait till next week? I'm watching Bamboo this Friday in Ortigas!


The lengths I went through to get a ticket for me and Cha! haha!

J'adore Miuccia

"I'm fed up with cocktail dresses," the high priestess of Italian fashion said as she introduced her collection last night. "It's time for the strength of the street."

Referring to her use of fur, Prada said: "It's good to be politically incorrect. I think it's time. It's a moment to be tough and savage, just like the world. We've had enough of being passive and feminine."

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I'm convinced that this was what Marc was trying to convey in his collection but I dunno, it just went all wrong I think. It was incomprehensible but not Prada incomprehensible as Prada incomprehensible grows on you.

HOW I EVEN COME UP WITH THESE OPINION BEMUSES ME. But hey even the Pope wears Prada!

"Suppose you threw a love affair and nobody came."

Haha loving that quote ;) Anyway...


You know you live a boring life when the (insert adjective here, really any adjective in it's superlative form) that happens to you for the week is receiving a text message from 3 months ago. Yes,about 40 minutes ago, a message toot-toots its way into my inbox but is dated 9 November 2005. Talk about lagging! It was part of the SMS conversation I had with a client when we were trying to find each other in Hong Kong.



Oh but wait a minute, was I not just introduced to Ben Cab an hour ago? Was I not just shown around the collection of vintage cars by Gloria Diaz's brother slash father of Iliac D? Won't I be meeting with Dr. Joel Mndez tomorrow? Won't I be in the same boxing class as Rajo tonight? Can I get any lamer than this????

Wearable horror, or the lack thereof

This is gonna sound ditzy. Anyway, you have been sufficiently warned.


Every morning, after struggling to get out of bed and realizing I'm not dead, I am faced with yet another dilemma -- the wardrobe. It's like my tops were cast into some magic show because one by one they disappear! The past 5 weeks sucked me into a whirlwind of madness, probably the reason why I've only noticed this disappearing act lately. Really, what remains in my closet (tsk, like I can even call it that) comes with me to work at least once a week!! Well at least this loss is not because I can't fit into my clothes anymore (although I did gain 5 lbs in the past month).


Then there's the shoes. I barely even made it out of my bedroom today when the heel of my trusty old red ones broke. I surveyed the cabinet choosing which pair would be lucky enough to see me suffer in. The wedges triumphed. Then, about 30 minutes ago, I discovered that the sole of my right shoe is no longer compact ( half-way stuck to the rest of the shoe). Great. I have a meeting outside and I'll most likely be walking all over the office today. Thinking about the pairs I have back home, how they are bound to torture my feet or make me lose my balance, makes me want to do more damage to my wounded fist (yes, I've been boxing again, whee!)


I haven't been wearing earrings for almost a week now because they're a missing. What I have left with me are the broken ones, the divorced ones (you know, the ones that are no longer a pair, because I left/lost them in HK, Batangas and God knows where) and the one pair that just brings bad luck.


Bottomline is, I don't want to shop anymore. I've learned to spend only during sale season but demmit given the economy we have, retailers have been declaring a sale year-round (really, I can't recall the last time Mango was devoid of the red tags, and didn't Rustans just end a sale 2 weeks before the Prefeti, or whatever extravagance they've named their ongoing promotion??). I want to give EPS swiping a rest. I'd like to beefen up that savings account.


So help me God.

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About the image above. I can't put a finger on which editorial it is from. All I know is that it's part of Viktor & Rolf's collection a year ago. It was amazing, the show, they had Tori Amos playing on the piano, of course dolled up like the models. They're due to present their latest next week. Can't wait! Aww which reminds me, the only person (apart from my sister) who shares my love for V&R (and the exponents of) is Joyce (plus she's 100 times a bigger fan of Tori than me). Tomorrow Joyce is going back to her kingdom. No idea when she'll be back. Will miss her bad =(

Why I need a little black book now more than ever:

Listen up queenbees, project actualization is about to commence.


Oh yes. Let envy be bygone. Dreams shall not be stymied. It's time to get moving foos.


Where did I suddenly pick up all these chutzpah, you ask? I've always convinced myself that by the time I hit 25, I should've gotten my act together. Well guess what, it dawned onto me that in 6 months, I will be 24. As usual, it's time to procrastinate.


I'm doing my best to be as sound as possible. I pretty much have a vague idea of the What and the Where; the challenge really lies on the How.


I hope this effort won't go barren. As much as I take comfort in the battlecry of our fashion show director (Man's rejection is God's protection), I'm tired of frustration.


18 months, I have 18 months.

Office Fantasy #220

In the middle of partner search, replying to emails and receiving instructions from my immediate boss, for a whole 5 minutes, I basked in the idea of how my life would change if I had a secretary.


No, really.I was thisclose from actually enumerating a "TO DO" list for him/her.


Mad, this one!

The day off

It's finally here, my first leave for '06. I can only afford a one day leave, but given my situation, one is good. Yeah, I was so psyched for today that I woke up at 5am!! Six hours later, this is what I've been up to

where: ze parent's bed
what: multitasking ( i alternate between project runway,sis,luca luca on ftv and mtv, blog-hopping and e-window shopping, mp3 downloading and itunes updating)


SWEET!
Also, I have a fair stock of boy bawang on hand. Oh and it can only get better... checking in at the new world tomorrow! Ah the suite life! ;) So now if I can only find a new template for this blog...


Anyway, my favorite fall 06-07 look from Proenza:



Those jackets are love.

Ray of light

2 hours to go and im outta here!
Plus, I'm on leave tomorrow.

Yeba!

actually, there's a high probability that I'd be working from home tomorrow.

you know how it is these days, there's no escaping from work.

well at least i can work from me bed and ze idiot box (it's high time i reintroduce my self to my first love).

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"In a rare appearance by my rational self, I realized it was completely stupid and chicken-shittish of me to check out of life because it ruffled my feathers."--Marya Hornbacher "Wasted"

Ang bagal ng panahon.

"I've convinced myself that being flattened by a bus abruptly and painlessly is the best future I can hope for."
-Tart, Jody Gehrman.

The Letter for the day is M. M for Misery.

Could things get more frustrating at this point?
Apparently so!


Why does it always rain on me?


More importantly, why is it that I'm suddenly v. despondent of everything when I'm positive to have programmed myself to not care? Can the master of nonchalance be losing at her game?


Seriously, I've forgotten how to smile. At least genuinely...


SAVE ME.
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My miseries were supposed to be shipped back to Oz today. But no.......
I'm supposed to be on leave tomorrow. But no........


Everything has gone from white to black.
I really didnt see this one coming.


I sincerely hope you're all feeling mighty better than I am right now because it would just suck too much if all my friends were morose.


How I will be able to get through this week is a complete mystery to me (let alone the next 3-4 weeks).
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Atari, thanks for commiserating.
Den and Kelly, thanks for the company.
Rice, I'm glad we caught up last Friday. It was nice knowing the latest about our batchmates, even if most of the news turned out to be a testament of how my/our life/lives is/are going to the dogs.
Thanks too Poma, for simply being gay. Watching you get your hair colored (again) afforded me to forget about my sorrows even for awhile.

where you'll find me

i barely update here anymore because i've turned to the darkside. yes, livejournal. i seem to prefer it because of the friends feature. anyway, do visit:

www.livejournal.com/users/piamaria


let me know if you lj too so i can add you! (look mom, i can rhyme!)

what i want

pagod na pagod na ako.
physically, emotionally and mentally.
hindi pa tapos ang responsibilidad ko para sa event na ito.
tapos dinagdagan pa ng mga puti ang trabaho ko.
kung alam lang nila kung gaano kahirap (logistically) ang pinapagawa nila.
ang aa-arte pa ng mga artists.
konti pa lang ang nabebentang pintura.
ang dami ko nang nakakaaway para lang tuparin ang kanilang hiling.
nasa hate list nako ng maraming kompanya.
gusto ko lang talaga umiyak.
actually, iiyak na dapat ako.
as in tumayo na ako papauntang banyo ngunit nag-ring ang phone ko.
nasa taas na daw ang bisita ko.
so ayun, masyado akong busy para umiyak.
pagod na pagod na ako.


bow.

Last week I was so proud to have owned a copy of THE PERKS OF BEING A WALLFLOWER since I've been meaning to get one since forever. Halfway through the book, I couldn't help but wonder where all the witty banter went, then I realized I bought the wrong book. So if you find a copy of PLEASE DON"T KILL THE FRESHMAN: A MEMOIR, do let me know. =)


The Perks isn't too bad a read though I could think of a million better ways of spending that 600...


Meanwhile,I am immensely enjoying SEX, DRUGS and COCOA PUFFS! Page 2 pa lang I was laughing like crazy na!! Here's an exerpt -


Coldplay songs deliver an amorphous, irrefutable interpretation of how being in love is supposed to feel, and people find themselves wanting that feeling for real. They want men to adore them like Lloyd Dobbler would, and they want women to think like Aimee Mann, and they expect all their arguments to sound like Sam Malone and Diane Chambers. They think everything will work out perfectly in the end (just like it did for Helen Fielding's Bridget Jones and Nick Hornby's Rob Fleming), and they don't stop believing, because Journey's Steve Perry insists we should never do that."


Haha, basically he blames John Cusack/ Lloyd Dobbler for screwing up his dating life, abhors Coldplay (yay!), and was at some point in time, very, very addicted to the Sims. I love how he makes reference to Billy Joel as the epitome of uncool. Really, he's funny.

why???????????

Bakit nandito pa siya? He was supposed to leave Friday or Saturday!!!!!!
Tsss, what a way to start the week.


Leave.me.alone.

How It's Been

Work gets crazier as days go by. My card reads Business Development Officer, but the past couple of days witnessed me turn into a:

1. Graphic Artist
2. Gallery Curator
3. Gallery Assistant
4. Waiter
5. Copywriter
6. Kargador
7. Account Executive
8. Usher
10. Tour Guide
11. Babysitter (to grown ups)
12. Secretary
13. Translator
14. Prick
15. Scatter Brain


But since I've been in the vicinity of the mall (I practically live in the museum) I was able to get myself 4 books and a concealer from Shu uemura. Hihihihi.


Okay got to run back to my 2nd home.

Hello, goodbye

So let's see if I remember how to maneuver this thing.


If anyone still cares, here's how I've been lucklusterly living this craze call life for the past couple of days.


1. Witnessed pimples take over my face, no thanks to the stress brought about by the art of good living events.
2. Remember Amy? (You'd have to be a follower of my former blogSSS to have known her) Well she went through a lot this month. I had to sneak out a couple times during work just to catch up on the developments (they were just five minute breaks, that's all i could afford). Amy's back on track now, or so we all hope =)
3. Kat is still the princess of belair and will soon work for dm9. yay!
4. Katbau's mom passed away =(
5. Spent every centavo from my first paycheck of the year. On what you ask? Good question, I'd like to know too. Ze main culprits though would be Topshop and MNG.
6. Ate at Mandarin's Paseo Uno one weekday lunch. But since there was too much to do at work, we had only 30 minutes to indulge in the buffet. I did 2 rounds (love love love the Jap food station) plus mounted up on dessert (Ah cream cheese crepe how I miss you lingering in my tongue! I shall return for you my love). Man did my stomach hurt afterwards.
7. Went to a wine tasting event (had to, it was our event afterall) and was forced to down wine. Actually, I just didn't feel like mingling with the media so it was me and my glass of shiraz (i think).
8. Right after that wine event, I went boxing. It was the most draining class ever! Don't know if it was the wine or the new instructor. But I loved it anyway...ENDORPHINS!
9. Oh I got a friend hooked hooked hooked on LOST. Yay for Den.
10. Finally met up with Joyce for a day of shopping, gossiping, face stuffing, anorexia dreaming, bulimia fantacizing, and everything girls do when they catch up.
11. Searched for the perfect everyday bag (my current bag needs to retire badly).
12. Realized that the perfect everyday didn't exist in the Ayala area. So I settled for two almost perfect bags - a black MNG (why do I keep buying from there when my heart belongs to Topshop??) and a Luella lookalike (but not knock off mind you).
13. Finally ate at Fish and Co. Definitely won't be the last they'll see of me and sug.
14. I didn't get the chance to ooh and ahh and wow at the fireworks (which Australia won, btw)
15. Neither did I get the chance to see Narnia (it's still showing tho right? Whatever, I don't feel it anyway)
16. Nope, wasnt at the Mraz nor BSB concerts either.
17. Oh but I did get to try out Hungry Hippo =) and me likey
18. Finally bought How To Travel With A Salmon by Umberto Eco and Lullabye by Chuck P, knowing fully that I won't be able to touch them till about late Feb.
19. Ate 3 whole bars of Toblerone in two days. (It kept me sane)
20. Ate half a jar of snowballs (new dessert from Baguio).
21. Ate authentic Korean food.
22. Got a call from 2 multinational companies asking if I wanted to work with them. (seriously, anong ibig sabihin nito? Hope it's not a sign tho)
23. I also missed out on Cebu Pacific's promo =( dang!
24. Finally bought Mix 4&5 of the O.C. soundtrack, the Rockstar INXS soundtrack, A Lot Like Love Soundtrack and Lisa Ono.
25. Obssessed over Imogen Heap!
26. Uped my sugar and cholesterol level 12 fold.

And now for the things I want and must do:
1. Eurostar carnival. Heard good shite about that Fort wonder.
2. WATCH LITTLE MANHATTAN!
3. Organize the ipod.
4. Find buyers.
5. Try a new restaurant.
6. SAVE MONEY DEMMIT.
7. Buy Sex Drugs and Cocoa Puffs
8. Work on 'Operation Colon and Sugar gets desperate'
9. Stop spending.
10. Watch what I eat kasi sayang naman ang pagboboxing ko.
11. Save money.
12. Buy The Perks of Being A Wall Flower and Everything is Illuminated.
13. Get copy of that Linklater movie slash cartoon whose title escapes me right now.
14. Cook or learn to do so
15. SAVE MONEYYYYYYYYY

Not another...

Doesn't the new closeup song (smile my shining star???) remind you of the Wannadies' You and Me song?


Yun lang.

Mother Dearest

I've been going home later than usual no thanks to the after work functions we are required to be in (plus boxing afterwards).Last night, she asked why I've been going home "so late" and so I tell her that I have to go to all these events plus boxing...

Then, during dinner today-

Mother dearest: What's that note on your lunch box?
Me: Ha? Lunchbox?
MD: Your small bag. Is that a note from your boss?
Me: Ha?
MD: The black mesh bag, is that yours?
Me: Yeah...
MD: Then who is David Rakoff? Is he an Australian officemate?
Me: Ha?
MD: It said 'Don't get too comfortable with David Rakoff'
Me: That's a book! David Rakoff is the author!!



Don't Get Too Comfortable : The Indignities of Coach Class, The Torments of Low Thread Count, The Never- Ending Quest for Artisanal Olive Oil, and Other First World Problems by David Rakoff


Hahahahaha mother dearest thinks i'm involved in some interoffice romance against the will of my boss. She probably assumed that my gettng too comfortable with David is the reason why I've been turning up late nightly. Hahahahaha I've been trying to look for that book everywhere and since the title is too long for my brain to handle, I wrote it on a post it which I slipped into that bag.


How I wish it were true though (then my life wouldn't be so boring).


While we're at boring... I think that the most exciting thing that happened to me this week occurred in my boss' house yesterday. I was there to oversee the delivery of the artworks for next week's exhibit. Anyway, Rosa, his exotic cat (sorry don't know the breed), suddenly crosses my path with a squirrel in her mouth. Yes, a squirrel. If my memory serves me right (which I doubt)- it was the first time for me to see a squirrel. It was adorably cute even if dead. For a minute there I thought I wasn't in the Philippines! (Well technically I was on Aussie grounds). Apparently, squirrels are abound at that village. I actually have a picture of Rosa and the squirrel but I'm too lazy to upload.

Of Whirlwinds,Rainstorms & Sunshines

Dear Kat,


Being the bloghead that I am, I managed to squeeze in a few minutes of blog hopping amidst all the insanity that is my workload (and you all thought me working was just another urban legend). So this will be a brisk one. (God knows I am dying to update). Anyway, back to you:


Talk about turn of events. Very unpredictable Just as I was about to get used to your 'independent lifestyle' (sorry for the lack of creativity, me not coherent), you decide to end that chapter at its peak. I don't know how you'll take this but really, good for you. You have no idea how Steph and I tried soveryhard to conjure an image of you living that way. Hate to say it but we had fun doing that(ehehehe, I should've made a bet with her).

I read your blog. Three things:
1. Yes, I do not understand. Not sure if I ever will. But then you don't/didn't expect us to right?
2. Yes about the perfect and magical.
3. Wow are you so in love. Don't worry, you will be alright I'm sure (hello, if DM9 isn't a sign of good things to come, then I don't know what is!)


Take care always Kat


p.s. And I thought these things only happened in the movies.
p.p.s. I was just gonna say that I twistedly envy how your risque acts effectively translates into fun drama. (again sorry for the term, can't come up with shit) But then, I am to experience fun drama of my own shortly after i hit the publish post button as I will be delivering v. v. upsetting news to the big boss. ay caramba!


To the batcave!

Look ma, they're paying me to be a druggie!

Ha ha and ha!

I swear, apart from OD-ing on vitamins I have a million and one things to do for work. and yes, blogging happens to be 'and one'.

Drew, it was real, and it was great, and it was really great.

This is one of those movies that you can only either think of as overated or enjoy immensely. The former may result from the following reasons:


1. You find Cameron Crowe as pure Hollywood hype.
2. You cannot stand Kirsten Dunst, her perkiness and sagging twins.
3. To you, Orlando Bloom is the fairest of them all (gay men)
4. The plot just didn't kick it.


But me, I enjoyed it heaps.


Anyways, lookie what's in production-

Charlotte's Webb!!

She puts the 'huh?' in hollywood

Really, they should dedicate a whole season of Xfiles al to herself.


First she wins an Oscar. Then her drab gown gets praised left and right. Then she snags Mr. Martin. Plus she names her firstborn Apple (okay, I don't entirely find that whacked at all since it is quite a common name in this side of the planet but I loved the ruckus it created).


Want to hear the latest? Well we all know Mrs. Martin has a bun in the oven right? Well she plans to give birth underwater this time around. Click this link to be learned.


I know I'm weird but this girl just surprises me with her antics. Hmmm, an I say I'm queer friendly...

You heard it first here!

Or so I hope... Anyhow, this is probably the movie Im supa looking forward to catching this year (Elizabethtown doesn't count since I already have the DVD at home, though I haven't mustered enough energy to pop it in):



The Last Kiss is a contemporary comedy-drama about life, love, infidelity, forgiveness, marriage, friendship…and coming to grips with turning 30.

(pix from ohnotheydidnt)

Okay so the plot might be a tad too stereotypical (and maybe even banal) but I don't care and neither should you. It's actually a remake of an Italian movie whose name I forget. Well it looks to be Garden State all over again (the feel, i mean). Not sure when it'll be released, it doesn't even have a poster yet (yeah, I researched) but I seriously can't wait. Although I'm all for Cohen and Summer, I think that Rachel looks adorable with the Braff =) Oh and trivia, that other girl in the picture with Zach? I don't know her, all I know is that Rachel McAdams was initially offered that role but accepted another project =(


Okay enough now coz I know you don't care. Thanks for managing to read up to this point!

Pictures from one week ago

I just love this picture as it shows the mahiwagang kahon in all it's glory!



And this because it looks like May just punched me and Poma gaily looking on. (ehehe no pun intended)

My year, your year, every dawg's year!

Excuzemoi as I start the year with brain fart (alternating with words from the genius that is Mr.Hornby) -


1.Year of the dog pala ang 2006 and I only found out today.I just want time to stand still as I'm v. apprehensive about what 2006 has in store for me ( yeah so im still a narci, i have 360+ days to work on changing that). Besides, it's back to work for me tomorrow and we all know it's not something Im looking forward to. Shite, what if it's all downhill from here? I feel the need to ring up Susan and book a fortune telling session. I don't know but the idea of someone giving me an idea of what lies ahead of me gives me a sense of assurance. I know that it is one of the most inaccurate of sciences (if you can even consider it to be one) it's just oddly comforting. I really need to make amends with myself. '

I can see everything one it's already happened - I'm very good at the past. It's the present I can't understand.'

2.The past days have witnessed me despertely avoiding time to ponder on what to do with myself this year. It's not even the resolutions I'm referring to but more of the long term shite, yes, ze big picture. I'm desperate to do something new (I'd say radical but that would cost a couple thousand euros and the vestiges of my dirrty soul) like be an ovo-lacto vegetarian (only because it sounds like I'm cool and in control.) Hopping right back on the serious train, I really just fear being a letdown (to myself).

'Maybe we live life at too high a pitch, those of us who absorb emotional things all day, and as a consequence, we can never feel merely content: we have to be unhappy, or ecstatically, head-over-heels happy, and those states are difficult to achieve within a stable, solid relationship.'

3. My cousin was telling me of her friend who now works in Oz. I forget what exactly she does basta she's been in Canberra for over a year. Thing is, she found this travel agency that offers a world tour package (12 cities of your choice for only a little over USD 1500, or so she approximates). Even if that pretty much just covers airfare, it's still a steal no? I envy these breed of humans-actualizing their dreams at such an early age. I know sulking merits nothing but wasted time and emotions but I am only yuman. Knowing myself, I can only afford to comfortably traipse about the globe when a.) with the right combination of digits, I hit jackpot at the lottery b.) I slave myself for another 10+ years in the corporate jungle (ew, I know). I bet my sorry ass that option B is my ticket. But then I doubt if in 10 years my want to get lost in translation will equal to how much I want it right now. I don't even know if I'll live to see 10 years from now! I don't want to have to wait till I hit retirement to afford to do and buy everything I want. I mean by that time my knees would be too weak to do just about anything and my vision would be so bad that I wouldn't appreciate the sights. The time is now, but, as that ubiquitous Human tee would say - How soon is now?

'It's brilliant being depressed; you can behave as badly as you like.'

4. iTunes gets the best of me. I can only blame myself for this. Nothing major really but I do dread the day Windows holds up my library (I have a strong feeling that day was yesterday). I’m only 23, supposedly at the prime of my youth, but how is it that I have turned into a techno-ditz? It's also tres depressing that about 90% of my mp3s are of the plebeian variety. Feed me with more of Musiq! Air! Morcheeba! The Roots! the Virgin Suicide OST! Elizabethtown OST!! Dirty Vegas! MONIQUE DENISE TECSON, I know you are a big earner, I really have to have Damien Rice's album (they don't sell 'em here in Manille, lame right?). I'm too impatient to d/l. Oh and which of you blessed souls was/were able to watch Fashion Rocks 2005? You have to tell me who that female artist singing for the Vivienne Westwood catwalk is/was! (I need grammar lessons)

'Fuck. I hate all this stuff. How old do you have to get before it stops?'

5. After much deliberation (and denial), I can say that I have no talent. I used to be very good with the visual arts. It completely disappeared as soon as I set foot in college. I don't even bother discovering any musical inclination I might have. I may be dumb and waste a lot of time , but I do think I'm shrewd enough to waste my time on other matters. Sports? Maybe, but it's too unglamorous (don't sk me where that came from). Dammit is sarcasm a talent? God, tell me I'm a late bloomer.

'It's not a case of the glass being half full or half empty; more that we tipped a whole half-pint into an empty pint pot.'

Boys and girls, I am not wallowing in self-pity, I'm just being angsty all over again. It kills me that I'm getting all comfortable with this emotion.

Jason Mraz live in Manila Jan 2006!!

Friends in advertising...hook me up with a ticket!!!
Rockwell tent daw.
Kat, let's just squat on your roof haha (and eat the christmas cookies hahahaha)



I mean Im not the biggest of Jason fans but still right? You couldnt even pay me to go to the Backstreet Boys' on Feb! Unless, of course, Im in desperate need of dough, which, might be the case.

It's that time of the year, you know this is bound to happen

Did you keep your new years' resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I really can't remember if I ever made one this year.


Did anyone close to you give birth?
Krisexy! Mel!

Did anyone close to you die?
Tita Edith. Closest ever. It used to be just Lolos/lolas tito/tita in laws…


What countries did you visit?
H to the ong Kong!


What would you like to have in 2006 that you lacked in 2005?
ehehehe job stability? Flourishing career? Obsene bank account ( meaning supa loaded), hunk of burning love? A waistline!


What date from 2005 will remain etched upon your memory, and why?
Crap


What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Not being food poisoned!!


What was your biggest failure?
Not being food poisoned!!


Did you suffer illness or injury?
freak allergies!


What was the best thing you bought?
Colon!!


Whose behavior merited celebration?
Off the top of my head- vins, for finishing pilot school? Poma…for getting a job haha


Whose behavior made you appalled and depressed?
mine?


Where did most of your money go?
shoes. And food. And the ipod. But shoes, god was that uneccessary.


What did you get really, really, really excited about?
boxing? Hk? Dining out?


What song(s) will always remind you of 2005?
It was only a kiss how did it end up like this? It was only a kiss.


Compared to this time last year, are you:
i. happier or sadder? I really cant tell.
I'm bato. Maybe happier?
ii. thinner or fatter?fatterest!
iii. richer or poorer?uh less poor?


What do you wish you'd done more?
get a life?


What do you wish you'd done less of?
eating. Criticizing.


How will you be spending Christmas?
same old same old.


How many one-night stands?
wala po. Ay wait. Are we talking of jobs? Ahahaha. Kung ganun 1. Ha ha and ha!


What was your favorite TV program?
LOST punyeta. LOST! JJ Abrams is lovvvve.


Do you hate anyone now that you didn't hate this time last year?
believe it or not..wala. It's all about the love.


What was the best book you read?
Life of Pi?


What was your greatest musical discovery?
zero 7. yeah, I only discovered them this year. And 4Hero.


What did you want and get?
iPod Video. Black. (kaya lang walang laser engraving. boo hoo). Oh and my job.


What was your favorite film of this year?
My memory fails me right now-Be Cool? No really, I enjoyed it! Garden State doesnt count since it was released last year. I'd say In Her Shoes but it didnt measure up to my expectations - which was totally my fault as I expected too much. Okay Ill just shut up now.


What did you do on your birthday, and how old were you?
Work. Because im fun like that.


What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
So now you want me to think of something that will surely cause me to spiral down into depression? The nerve!


How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2005?
lacklustre. But the wardrobe I built in my head was wow! For the record, neither of the 2 were in any way near boho chic. eww


What kept you sane?
I was sane?


Which celebrity/public figure did you fancy the most?
ay! We all know the answer to this.


What political issue stirred you the most?
Jean Gay couldn’t have said it better none.. couldn't care less.. just the rallies that causes all the traffic


Who did you miss?
Easy. Friends I've lost touch with!


Who was the best new person you met?
Elvie Pineda. I swear…I did meet her!


Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2005:
Be walang hiya. From Bret


Quote a song lyric that sums up your year
Change your face, you know you only got one, change your ways, while you’re young


Was 2005 a good year for you?
Oui.


What was your favorite moment of the year?
Lost in translationing in HK. Escapism at its finest!


What was your least favorite moment of the year?
Getting fat.


Where were you when 2005 began?
Trying to sleep.

Who were you with?
My conscience.


Where will you be when 2005 ends?
Sana unlike last year.


Who will you be with when 2005 ends?
Stangers sana


Do you have a new years resolution for 2006?
can pigs fly?

Did you fall in love in 2005?
can pigs fly?


Did you breakup with anyone in 2005?
I tried to breakup with fat but our connection was too strong. Yaknowhatimean?

Did you make any new friends in 2005?
Oo naman. Im not that anti-social. tss


Who are your favorite new friends?
Jack, Kate, Charlie, Boone, Sayid, Michael, and mj LJ posse =)


What was your favorite month of 2005?
January, November


What was your favorite record from 2005?
the killers', hot hot heat’s, light peace love, the beekeper


How many concerts did you see in 2005?
didn't go to any, just gigs. I think


Did you have a favorite concert in 2005?
none of the foreign artists that came here were my type anyways


Did you drink a lot of alchohol in 2005?
more compared to last year. Esp wine. Still no beer tho. Just cant stand the smell


do a lot of drugs in 2005?
hello painkillers!!


you do anything you are ashamed of this year?
the apathetic one can’t think of any

the worst lie someone told you in 2005?
fake grins are all it takes, these days, words don’t even get a chance anymore


Did you treat somebody badly in 2005?
me?treat anyone badly? I wouldn't dare step on a coackroach! (so you like my brand of pretenstion?)


Did somebody treat you badly in 2005?
not really…then again bato ako diba


How much money did you spend in 2005?
I’d say ask my accountant but I don’t got no financial alipores


What was your proudest moment of 2005?
Im just happy or sad or bato. I don’t tire myself by ranking moments.


What was your most embarrassing moment of 2005?
I have selective memory


If you could go back in time to any moment of 2005 and change something, what would it be?shopped more in HK


What are your plans for 2006?
get rich or kill trying. Ha ha and ha

Reunited,and it feels so good

I woke up on Christmas day with a text coming from Atari. Messy Christmas, he greeted. It's those honest to goodness messages that put me in such jolly mood. Weird, I know but that's what I'm known for. Can't wait for his New Year's greeting!!


The past few days were all about reunions for moi.

First, relatives invaded the house on the 25th for lunch. It wasn't as bad as I expected. After they left, colon in pocket, I kidnapped my sister and we walked around the village. I haven't done that in a long long time and it was extra sweet the way Christmas breeze felt on our skin.


Next day we headed to the not too distant south. It was cold in Tagaytay. I loved it. (though I hear it's about 14 degrees in Baguio, demmit!!!). When I got home, it was time to reacquiant myself with friends from New York. David Letterman and -






Yes, I finally have the whole of season 1 (and Im getting season 2 in a few days). Felicity Porter is sooo annoyingly stupid, but I love the series anyways. Sean and Meghan forever!! JJ Abrahms I cannot stop repeating how much of a genius you are.


December 27. The day has finally arrived. You see , a day in the office is never complete without receiving 30+ emails from my college blockmates. Okay fine, I admit to generating half of those, but come on, you look forward to seeing my name pop up in your inbox right?


Well after about 300 emails dedicated to planning a quasi block reunion, it finally actualized at the good ol' block party venue - the Costas'. Read more about the merry making at Kat's. (freshprincessofbelair.blogspot.com) I just have to add though, Im surprised no one got drunk (a first! or maybe it was because of the absence of the chinese community who were partying it up in Shanghai..and Tarlac ehehe) oh and Vins is finally a pilot (well he did just graduate pilot school) - I think he's the only one in the block who has got his career rolling (that and his 5 years stong relationship with Helne). Mucho impressive!


On the same night, in the other side of Makati. My friends from HS were throwing a surprise bash for another friend from New York. Yup Ana's in town.


Yesterday went by in blur though. I mustve slept half the day. Basta I was so so so surprised to realize today is the 29th na pala. Like whoa.


Okay, this entry is a total disaster. I guess we all know what my new year's resolution will be.

Tick tock tick tock

I feel like Im back in high school:


It's the last day of finals.
You have thirty minutes to go before you can leave the room and succumb to freedom. You finished the test 10 minutes after you received the questionnaire.
But you can't leave the room unitl the bell rings.


Well at least I had a cone of Bulla ice cream =)


15 more minutes...

I'm here till one!

Got an email from the trade com and I couldn't help but laugh out loud. Burp on the sarcasm:

Meet colon:

Finally bought him yesterday. I passed up (free) lunch at Mandarin's Paseo Uno today just so I can spend time loading him up with songs. Yeah I know Loser. Bankrupt loser.


Soon May will be a motohead. Congrats girl! Welcome to the betterside (hee). I'm picking up her Razr today from Poma's friend. You all must've heard about the limited edition pink razr right? Well I've got my eye on this:



2.5 hours to go and I'm off! Yay! Not coming back till next year. Wow that sounds good!

Cheers mates!

Digits - here's mine!

5
My sup caught me 5 times surfing the net. and that's just today. and im talking before lunch. oops hehe


19
Nineteen hours ago I just finished watching the sneak preview of THE FAMILY STONE. Comme ci, comme ca but worth watching anyways. After making a supa quick visit to the Apple store, I join May and Kat in the quest to find the boyfriend gift. Funny how May and i were so into it, cornering the front liners of Bally, Ferregamo, Tyler, Ralph Lauren, A/X, Dunhill, Aventi and Kenneth Cole as if we had boyfriends to waste money on. haha. Here's an anecdote for you - While the 2 were at Kenneth Cole examing the billfolds, one of them decides to ask for the price. The salesrep says 2,300 (or I dunno basta less than 2,500), the Costas was aghast, she insisted on paying 5K. haha big spenda! Kat, lagay mo na lang sa wallet yung balance hehe.


16
I bought 16 CDs in the last 5 days. 13 of them were blank. 1 Disney Classics for the exchange gift, 1 Marvin Gaye Gold compilation for tito maybe and 1 Lisa Ono: Boas Festas 2. You have to get the Lisa Ono cd. She's Japanese- Brazilian or a Japanese who grew up in Brazil, basta! It'll put any Scrooge in the yuletide mood.


7
I haven't had any form of workout in 7 days (zips don't count, they're too fun and being a novice at it, I don't get to do much action with those ribbons) and I've probably ingested a whole cake, a liter of Starbucks holiday drinks, and other junk.


2
The dept had a christmas lunch early this week at the pad of one of our bosses at Pacific Place/Plaza. It was at tower 2 (actually, I'm really not sure at this point, maybe it was at tower1). Basta ang ganda ganda duon, parang wala ka sa Pilipinas. The view, the space, the location, the good life! Having just slept over May's condo over the weekend, I'm considering moving into a flat as well. Now if anyone can point me to the direction of a decent space in Salcedo Village for the price of 2k a month coz Im a cheap! hee


1
One of my officemates is retiring. I'll miss her motherly ways. Her candor. Her dry humor.


6
I've been trying to concoct a decent literary piece for the past 6 days. Creative juices is/are on a slow boat these days.


16
If I buy the iPod video i Hong Kong, I'll only have to shell out 16k. If I get it here tho, it'll cost me 5k more. Thing is I'm not going to HK.


40
I woke 40 minutes late today but I still managed to get to work before 830. Yesterday, I think I woke up on time but it took me 30 minutes to realize that I had work that day.

MOVEAU, the word to remember!

Chanced upon this while going through my mail/


Me: Hey Mike, what's the latest slang for movies? Ü
Mike: hey pia! sorry...=( i don know any slang for flicks... hmmmm... maybe we can invent.. like if its a new film.. we can call it moveau! hahahah! sorry! hahah!
Me: Hahahaha sige, let's try if it'll go around. So I see you're still into that thing...coining new terms! one day mikey, one day you shall be a household name.
Mike: ya nga eh.. our "seasers" never picked up in the media world..hahahahahaha!
Me: haha what's seasers again? ____ teasers?
Mike:can you just kill me???? hahahahaha! thats why it never took off! my own co-inventor doesnt even know what it means!!!!!!!!!!!!!! series of teasers! hahahaha!=)

How colon got her groove back

Okay, i'll get ahead of you by stating that there was no groove to be lost in the first place. I just wanted to use that title, eh bakit ba?!


So yesterday I got mon tout premier pair of zips! It took me an hour to get to Urdaneta Vill from the Inquirer office >:( tapos kupal pa yung driver >>:(. Whatev, no one's coming between me and those zips, not even the 2 rabid dogs that Amic (the maid) unleashed soon after I stepped into the living room.


I was quite dissapointed with the set I had to choose from though the one I decided on is slowly growing on me (aw, motherly love, how about that?).


I guess this makes me a zipper? I'll be having lessons tonight with May, and maybe even tomorrow morning before I brave the retail jungles of Ayala to finally cross out names from that damned Christmas list. All these fiscal damage I've been doing this season turns me into a bigger Scrooge one EPS swipe after another.


Speaking of fiscal damage, I was withdrawing what was left of my measly 13th month pay in Glorietta last night when this gangly white boy draped in black enters my peripheral vision. It was Maksim/Maxim yo! I should've asked, begged , paid him to ship me off to Croatia!


And since we're talking about shady celebs :

Dear Diary,

Yesterday, at about 4pm, I realized I haven't had anything to eat for day so I went down to grab me some chow. As I was going up the escalator, guess who was going down in the opposite lane? Karl Roy! dear diary, Karl Roy and his brother Kevin. Lord, I thought as I looked away, I hope he doesn't recognize me. After mindlessly surveying the stores, I decided I was in no mood to eat and so made my way back to tower 2. Nako, diary dear! Nagkasalubong ulit kami.


Hayy, I think he was checking out Fitness First Plus...probably wants to switch gyms. He may have been dismayed in the end upon deducing I work in the building.


p.s. Diary, I saw Rhett Eala rin pala yesterday. He was leaving FFP. Also, spotted Champagne Morales by Starbucks. O di ba pseudo-artistahin ang building namin! San ka pa?!


Oh and MILES!! Sorry I let you down. Competition was SUPER tough!

Munik dear,

Here we go again. You're not answering any of my emails.


Anyways, 3 things.


1. So how do you like the music I sent ya? Do you feel like boomerang-ing the CDs back to your homeland in hopes of slashing my throat?


2. I was at a function not too long ago attended by people of all colors. I was talking to one of our clients (actually it was more like babysitting - he just wouldnt stop talking) when this French monsieur approached us. After exchanging cards, he told me he wanted to take me to Paris. Okay enough of the pokpok delusion. After exchanging cards I noticed a very very very familiar logo - he's from Alliance Moe! He replaced Bruno!!! haha I asked him if Bruno went back to France, he said nah, he's just hanging around here. Haha funny I can imagine him doing just about that in his parachute vest. Well this new guy, he seems very french ( I mean, you know how they say the french are snobby?) Julia's still around though.


3. Dammit now I forget. (After almost 3 minutes...) We have an intern who reminds me a lot of you! As in. She got big eyes too (though I think she's able to sleep with both of them completely shut hehe i jest) longgg hair and just about the same skin tone as you.




That's her in the middle. Oh and the chutzpah of you both! Haha bottomline is come home!

Analyze This

What does your handwriting say about YOU?

The results of your analysis say:

You plan ahead, and are interested in beauty, design, outward appearance, and symmetry.
You are a social person who likes to talk and meet others.
You are affectionate, passionate, expressive, and future-oriented.
You are a talkative person, maybe even a busybody!
You enjoy life in your own way and do not depend on the opinions of others.



red = false
pink = mostly false

The Devil Wears Prada

How I spent 1.5 hours with Karl Roy.

Yesterday I decided to skip boxing but somehow my feet found its way to the gym.


While waiting for my locker key, I quickly glanced at the log sheet hoping to find familiar names . A futile habit since no one ever writes their name legibly, oh but not yesterday - in big, bold letters read KARL ROY.


Wow, I thought, Karl Roy was here. I surveyed the gym just in case he was still around. No luck. So I went to the locker room to change. Minutes later I stepped out of the room hand-wraps on and gloves tucked in my arms. I stepped into the punchbag room with my head down as I was getting ready to wear my gloves, when I looked up the KARL ROY was right in front of me!


I'm not sure if I smiled or mouthed hi or sorry. It's all a blur now. I found out that the punchbag room will be used for yoga class every Mondays. Needless to say, le colon made a mad dash to the reception and signed up for what I thought was gonna be a breather (lit and fig).


So i entered the room and positioned my mat in the back corner. I looked around, there were about 8 of us, half looked like they all knew what they got into (there was a Pepe Smith look-alike, and a mestiza version of Megan Aguilar with dreadlocks), the other half were first timers.


The yogi (that's what you call the teacher right?), who looks to be of Mediterranean descent, commenced the class by giving a little blurb on Ashtanga Yoga. He did this while we were laying down with eyes closed so I really don't remember what he said. ( www.ashtanga.com has this to say- This method of Yoga involves synchronizing the breath with progressive series of postures—a process producing intense internal heat and a profuse, purifying sweat that detoxifies muscles and organs. The result is improved circulation, a light and strong body, and a calm mind.)


I don't think I'll go into the details of the session, it's too embarassing as I lost my balance 70% of the time and the yogi was assisting me more than he did with anyone else. (I hate the positions subsequent to the Warrior Pose!)


So I made a total goofball of myself, all because I wanted to be breathing the same incense filled air as the Karl Roy. But hey, at least I was able to do the backstand and shoulder stand and the BRIDGE! (thanks to my gymnastics background! haha don't ask, that's another Pandora's box).


x.s. Today I woke up, and I thought I was paralyzed. Imma stick to boxing, I think I can tolerate open wounds on my fist more than this ache i feel that is beggaring description.

Zip it! Zip it good!

I forget when I first heard about zips here in the Philippines (ah I think it was when they were featured in F a few months back or in Super) anyhoo I was pretty convinced I wanted to try it out. My knowledge on this cardio activity was heightened thanks to www.planetzips.com . But then I got busy. Soon after boxing came into my life. When I got back from Hong Kong, my interest in zips returned. This time, I was set on pulling someone with me to try it out. Someone, Anyone and Everyone was busy.


2 Fridays ago, during an impromptu dinner with May at Fuzion, she showed me her latest prized possession. She brought out a little pouch -- yes, she zips! (She doesnt take the lessons tho, she just learns from the instructional videos).


So if I can only shrug off being lazy all the time because I don't want this to be another waste of pesos.


Speaking of lazy, i'm battling with myself; spewing reasons to validate my want of skipping boxing tonight.


Pitiful, I am.

Well Who Would Have Thunk??

Disney's Seven Dwarves represent the Seven Stages of Cocaine Addiction!

Sleepy, Sneezy, Dopey, Happy, Bashful, Grumpy and Doc

Now we know Kate Moss' favorite cartoon!
***
I SMSed Atari about this. Here's his reply:
" O shit you have a point! Also, all the women characters of Disney are whores: Ariel eloped, Snow White lived with 7 men, Rapunzel secretly let a guy up her room (hold on, Rapunzel wasn't bastardized into a Disney flick right?)...Hmmm, a paranoid fantasy. Also, I was told that lady pimps (mamasans) were called fairy godmothers way back then. And in the stories, fairy godmothers always come up with ways for the girl and the prince to meet *insert X-Files theme song*"


and check this out:

Alice on 'shrooms. hehe


haha. I miss Atari!

From me to you

Lately, I've been avoiding Chinese, Japanese and Italian cuisine like a mad disease. I'm just so tired of eating Chi/Jap/Ital all the time. So if you're on the same page as me, do try Queens (Indian repast) or People's Palace (Thai food). I have to admit though that I've never been to the former but the growing raves about Queens should be a testament to the number of of tres satisfied diners. But if you do decide on People's Palace, it is mandatory that you start with the Prawn, Pomelo and Coconut Salad:

I'm sure you're all going huh about the coconut. Trust me, they work well together.


So obviously I'm not the most adventurous a diner as I'm sure there are heaps of hole-in-the-walls that offer so much more for a fraction of the price of Q and PP. Don't worry, I'm working on it!


Shit, I can't believe I'm writing about food. And pathetically.

Because 10 is never enough

The past few months have witnessed an OPM redivivus (for me anyway). As traffic was expectedly bad this morning I had nothing left to do but cook up a list of Pinoy songs I deem classic (as far as my juvi memory is concerned):


15. Mama by the Smokey Mountains/Geneva Cruz (hey, when I was in 2nd grade, this was HUUUGE)
14. Shooting Star by Teeth ( Are you happy you're a shooting star?)
13. Firewoman by Hungry Young Poets(I also like the Tabing Ilog theme)
12. Maybe by Sandwich ( Actually, I can't decide between this or Butterfly Carnival.. hmm)
11. Pare Ko by Eheads
10. Alapaap by Eheads
9. Enveloped Ideas by The Dawn ( I grew up listening to the Dawn since my brother loved them so)
8. Fade Away by Kaptid (and Prayer!!)
7. Piece of This by POT
6. Awit ng Kabataan by Bamboo/Rivermaya
5. Ulan by Bamboo/Rivermaya
4. Comfort in Your Strangeness by Cynthia Alexander
3. Mottaka by Cheese
2. Kaleidoscope World by Francis Magalona ( Me wanna be a kid again!!)
1. With A Smile by Eheads (The ultimate feel good slash romantic Pinoy ditty)

Hallelujah!

Jack TV, you have no idea how you made my day yesterday (nevermind the fact that it was 10:30ish when I learned about this)...



Begins airing December 26, 11pm


I.CANT.WAIT!


Finally, something to look forward to this holdiay season.


To the brilliant minds behind this: TOSYA! XIE XIE! MERCI BEAUCOUP! OBRIGADOS!


I have a meeting with some people of Solar Entertainment later this week, I sure as hell will treat them like gods!

Blueprint to success

It's monday.
I have never been so depressed.
I just got out of our team's weekly meeting, a staff meeting awaits in a few hours.
This means more numbers, more expectations, more pressure.
I can hear Chris Martin taunting me:

"Nobody said it was easy/ Nobody said it would be so hard/ Oh take me back to the start"


God, I'm only 23! I shouldn't be handling this. I'm supposed to be nursing hangovers!


Numbers really suck the life out of me. When I was younger, math was the monster; now, it's money, money, money. It's not even that I'm broke or in desperate need of cash, but more like the export dollars I need to bring in for another country.


Whatever happened to quality over quantity?


Jesus Christ, my Redeemer, my Saviour, I NEED A MIRACLE.


Meanwhile, i figured that if a miracle won't be heading towards my direction anytime soon, I'm going to need a tres bien back-up plan. So here's plan B:


1. Befriend a pimp, that is, if Jay's too busy (haha kidding Jay!). If no pimp is to be found, then-
2. Enamour a loaded bloke. It doesn't matter if he's Chinese, Arabian or Russian, afterall it's quantity over quality right?
3. Propose to said bloke. (If rejected, bring out the gun a.k.a. pregnancy scare)
4. Do not sign pre-nups.
5. Go on honeymoon ALONE. Or bring along friends, basta, ditch hubby.
6. Get used to living la dolce vita.


Really, the only thing I aspire for in life is to be one of those Ladies-who-lunch. Tell me, why is it so hard to be that person?

The Weekend Manila Rocked

I am jealous beyond sanity of those who were able to attend the MTV Summit and NU Rock Awards. Those who were able to hang backstage, I mean. Die a slow death why don't you by reading the following journals:meow ; watdat ; juki ; spilled bellini ; skipsmilesleep ; lalaorange


duh, malamang they have backstage access! That fact only brings this jealousy to another level.


Dear Santa, you have no idea how much I need a life. If you can't grant world peace, do the next best thing and give me a life. Restore my faith in Christmas, you are afterall my favorite saint *wink*


[ME'SHELL NDEGEOCELLO - Beautiful]

Family Scrooge

Yesterday..

(morning)
Im still asleep but my mom wakes me anyway
Mom: Mia and I are going Christmas shopping, wanna come?
Me: No (sleeps again)
***
(afternoon)
Me and my sister are in the Master's bedroom watching TV, mom calls from the sala
Mom: Pia!!
Me (to Mia): Sino daw?
Mia: Ikaw!
Me: Hindi ikaw!
Mom: Piaaaaaaaaaa
Me and Mia: Ikaw!
Mom: Piaaaaaaaaa
Me: What???
Mom: Come help me decorate the house
Me: Wait lang...
I walk out of my parents' room and head to my bed. I take a nap


hahaha oo, alam ko, di lang ako scrooge, masama pang anak!* I really have nothing to look forward to this Christmas! Tapos Christmas party pa namin on Friday and being a newbie, Im gonna have to perform make a fool of myself in front of 300 people! The ambassador included.


Hay, bah humbug talaga!


*made it up to her by preparing a powerpoint presentation for her board meeting =)yes, it turns out I have a soul afterall.


[PCD-Stickwitu]

Team Letterman!

Okay so it's December 2 and I'm not in Hong Kong. I don't know if the Letterman show is over. If you didn't know yet, Oprah's the guest. Yes, she finally called haha. Here's something I found in the net - have a laugh! :


May 2, 1989: Oprah is a guest on Dave's show, a late-late show on NBC that airs after Johnny Carson. It's her second time on the show, and she does not enjoy herself.

"Both times I was sort of like the butt of his jokes," Oprah will tell Time magazine 14 years later. "I felt completely uncomfortable sitting in that chair, and I vowed I would not ever put myself in that position again."

March 27, 1995: Dave, now at CBS, hosts the Academy Awards. It's a low point for both him and the Oscars.

"I've been dying to do something all day," Dave tells the audience, then introduces Oprah and Uma Thurman. "Oprah, Uma. Uma ... Oprah."

The joke falls flat. Oprah does not enjoy having her name mocked. "Oprah, Uma ..." becomes a catch phrase for years afterward.

November 1996: Dave takes his show to Chicago and invites Oprah to be a guest. She tells him she's "totally out of town," then agrees to be on The Tonight Show With Jay Leno the same night.

1998: Late Show introduces the popular "Pat and Kenny Read Oprah Transcripts," a recurring gag that mocks Oprah with her words. Who are Pat and Kenny? Two stagehands who smoke and read Oprah transcripts in flat voices.

Sept. 8, 1999: While Ricki Lake's a guest on his show, Dave decides to call Oprah's Harpo Studios. He asks to talk to Oprah. A Harpo assistant keeps him on hold for the rest of the show.

April 10, 2000: Oprah's magazine, O, debuts this month. Dave responds with a Top 10 list: "Top 10 Articles in Oprah's New Magazine." Excerpts:

No. 7: "While You're Reading This, I Made 50 Million Dollars"

No. 4: "My Love Affair With Oprah," By Oprah

No. 1: "The Time I Had To Wait 5 Minutes For A Skim Half-Decaf Latte"

Still mocking, Dave later shows readers his new magazine. . . D.

Nov. 8, 2001 Dave tries to make amends. He asks to be a guest on Oprah's show, then waits for her to call and invite him. While waiting for the call, Dave starts the Oprah Log, a daily diary of his wait.

Day 1: Did not hear from Oprah.

Day 2: Did not hear from Oprah.

Day 6: Oprah did not call.

Day 33: Did not hear from Oprah. Will never hear from Oprah.

Day 61: Oprah? N'oprah.

Declares many times that "it ain't Oprah till it's Oprah."

December-January 2002: Dave's fans begin to join the pleading. They gather outside the Ed Sullivan Theater, where Late Show is taped, and hold up signs of support. They march with picket signs outside Harpo Studios in Chicago. They hold up "Oprah, Call Dave" signs outside the window on NBC's Today Show.

"Oprah, Call Dave" signs and banners are spotted in the crowd at the Sylvania Alamo Bowl and, later, at the Winter Olympics.

An online petition circulates. People buy "Oprah, Call Dave" T-shirts.

An executive for Lamar Outdoor Advertising spends a cold weekend perched on a billboard in Syracuse, N.Y., trying to prove that outdoor advertising works. The billboard reads: "Oprah, Call Dave!"

Oprah does not call Dave.

Jan. 7, 2002: Phil Rosenthal, then-TV critic for the Chicago Sun-Times, writes a column begging Oprah to make the call. "It's your call, Oprah. But it's a call you have to make," he writes. ". . . Every night, you see, Dave is making you look like a humorless, self-important diva who spouts all kinds of New Age platitudes about forgiveness and positive thoughts but stubbornly clings to grudges."

Oprah does not call.

Jan. 28, 2002: Dave gives up and puts the Oprah Log away. Last entry: "I don't want to be on your d--- show!"

Nov. 3, 2003: Dave's son Harry is born. Oprah sends Harry a tub of children's books. Could the feud be ending?

December 2003: A Harris poll indicates that Oprah is America's favorite TV personality. Dave comes in second.

Dec. 10, 2003: Dave invites Oprah to come for "an hour of healing" on the Late Show.

It'll be "The Late Show Super Bowl of Love," he promises. They'll talk. They'll laugh. Dr. Phil can come.

"And then the love will explode," Dave says. "And at the end of the show, Oprah and I will go downstage (and) the audience will have flowers for us. Oprah and I will embrace. Oprah and I will kiss."

Dec. 13, 2003: Oprah turns the tables: She invites Dave to be on her show.

"What we're hearing now," Dave tells his audience, "is that Oprah no longer hates me."

But he refuses, claiming he's afraid he will "break down and sob like a little girl" if interviewed by Oprah. Besides, he adds, it would ruin his plans for the Super Bowl of Love.

Oct. 7, 2005: Uma Thurman is a guest on The Oprah Winfrey Show. They talk about Dave and his "Uma, Oprah" gaffe 10 years ago. "I was like, 'God, please, please, please, please, please, please, don't mention my name. Please, please, please,'" Oprah tells Uma.

Nov. 16, 2005: The cast of the musical The Color Purple performs on the Late Show. It's not Oprah, but it's her play -- it's as close as Dave has gotten to Oprah in years.

Nov. 21, 2005: The announcement is official: Oprah Winfrey will be a guest on the Late Show With David Letterman on Dec. 1. The appearance coincides with the red-carpet premiere of The Color Purple -- and it follows just two weeks after the release of the Oprah Winfrey Show - 20th Anniversary DVD collection. Oprah is slated as Dave's only nonmusical guest, so she'll probably have time to mention both.

Material Girl in a Mamamaterial World

*caveat: this entry is sure to raise eyebrows what with its shallow and excessively worldly content.


Bazaar=Eevil
There was a bazaar at the intercon yesterday. As it was a one day event sponsored by HSBC, I think; I decided to check it out after gym (besides, everyone was talking about it!). I was almost sure that I was gonna breeze through the halls and go home with nay a purchase thinking that the merchandise would be the run of the mill sort. Boy was I wrong. Sure there were merchants selling wares you'd find in Ghills, 168, et al, but the real deal was to be found in the last hall, the one I almost ignored. I got myself new pair of shoes, a pair of earrings I reckon I can wear to work everyday (that is until my mum to gives me new pearl ones), an eccentric strand of pearl necklace (Im still not sure if I should keep it for myself or give to mum for Christmas), 2 velvet cellphone pouches ( the screen of my phone is in such sorry state, the office mobile included -eep!), butterscotch bars (yeah, right after sweating it at the gym), baked garlic peanuts (ok so why do I even bother working out?), a billfold, and a couple pouches ( for my sisters I guess). There was this ring being sold by a model (i forget her face), which I lusted over (the ring, not the model, you sleazebags), it was of thick silver with a demure yellow dyamante right smack the middle (wow I have to work on my jewelry describing skills), most of all it was kilometers out of my budget. Didn't really feel too bad about it tho as I'm positive it won't look good anyway with my bruised,scarred and newly scladed hands (burned my hand in the sauna that same night).


As I left the hotel, I checked my wallet only to find that the only money I had left was Hong Kong currency. =S Broke is me.


Almost Imeldific
On the way home, I made a mental calculation of which among my recent purchases were a total waste of pesos (not to mention, the fruit of an impulse buy). It then dawned on me that the shoe I bought was the 5th for this month ( I mean November). This lead me to dig further to the past to realize that I had bought 13 pairs of shoes this 2005. Okay, so 13 may not be too grand a number, the thing is, I AM NOT A SHOE PERSON!! In a desperate attempt to justify this number to my cheap conscience, I deduced that about 4 of them were purchased on sale, 3 were cheap as dirt, and that even if 10 of them were impulse buys they were love at first sight anyway (then again, after taking these loved ones out for a road test, I affirm that love is indeed blind and it can hurt real nasty).


Stocking Stuffings
Akin to the Goblet of Fire movie, this Christmas has got to be climbing up the charts. The boring slash disappointing charts!
It could be that I'm just not into it (much like how I was not feeling the 4th installment of HP). It could be the pathetic ways of the circus called politics.
Sure the peso is getting stronger and that the gas companies are rolling back prices and that we're harvesting gold from the SEA games; I don't really care about half that bile. I know I have to be uber thankful that Im still employed, that the family is well, that painkillers still work on me. I guess there's just nothing for me to look forward to this holiday season. Let's not forget the pressures of bringing in Aussie dollars. Hayy. Buti pa si Kat, she's in such yuletide mood.


Then again, there's no stopping me from enlisting what I want my 23 years old Christmas stocking to be stuffed with:

5. They're just so pretty and powerful!




4. Kristin Cavalleri's reported weekly allowance.

3. Trips abroad (with pocket dinero). Macau should be fine, Argentina would be the bestest!

2. I want this sort as you have an option for engraving a phrase at the back andi t plays videos. I like that it's black too sans the ugly red wheel of the U2 variety (but i still love U2!!)Plus it's thinner than the older version. I don't mind having it in white, but, please, no nanos for moi si'l vous plait!


1. I can't believe I'm putting this on the top of my list, but Santa baby, please give me at least 7 Export Impacts within the next 5 months. Puhleeazze! Oh and those export impacts should be worth at least AUD5K! Remember, the sooner, the better! The bigger, the bester!


Okay I better start working, but before I say tata, let me leave you with words of wisdom from one of my business idols:

"They say money can't buy happiness? Look at the fucking smile on my face. Ear to ear, baby." - Jim Young, Boiler Room

windang

just got to the office. it's day 2 of the study in oz seminar series. started the day at 645 to pick up the school reps at oakwood and i have to proxy for my boss at a cocktail in dusit later this evening. gusto ko na umuwi, need to gather energy for tomorrow. yes, i have to work tomorrow. and it's not even a holiday for us on monday. i'm so far behind following up on my buyers. my back hurts. i'm not sure if i'm hungry or full. i don't know what to do with my hair (how vain was that?!). it's killing me that moe hasn't received the CDs i mailed to her a month ago. plus there's that embassy gathering i have to attend in a few. i haven't even made time to see a doctor about my allergy attacks.


my life desperately needs some semblance of order.


so does my bag:

there are about 25 pcs of fox's candies in there. then there's the gift from Monash University (no idea what's in it). and if you're wondering - that's a kookabura key chain which I begged from a Kiwi hehe. the mercury plastic contains my ever reliable antihistamines and pain killers. then there's that damned invitation for tonight, tsk, food better be good.


here's a picture from last night :

again back to my dilemma- what am i to do with my hair? Don't be fooled by the picture. should I cut it? have it treated? mohawk it? cornrow it?

They don't call me druggie for nothing*

*have i used this title before? my memory abandons me

Please be honest : SINO ANG NAG-KULAM SA AKIN??

I got an allergy attack 2 nights in a row! Last night was really crazy though, 2/3 of my skin was red and bumpy. If you drew an X on any part of my skin, I would've resembled a treasure map.


Thank God for drugs. Antihistamine lords over pain killers.


Was the moon full yesternight? I'm beginning to think I'm finally shedding this indio skin to reveal the monster in me.

Where I want to be come Dec. 1..

back in HONG KONG!!
why?
Because in Hong Kong there is a channel that shows Late Show with David Letterman.
what is up on Dec. 1 you ask?
Well on Dec. 1*, OPRAH WINFREY will finally guest on the Letterman show!!
source


*actually this means that it will be aired in Asia on the 2nd of Dec.! Who gives?! I really want to go back anyway.


time for quotes:
"Hope is a great magnifier - which is why it doesn't see far ahead." -John Berger Here is Where We Meet

"Break a vase, and the love that reassembles the fragments is stronger than that love which took its symmetry for granted when it was whole." -Derek Walcott,Nobel Lecture

Pardon My French

I'm feeling incredibly fruity right now. Inside and out to the point that if Hannibal Lector (spellcheck!) took a bite off me he'd be diagnosed with a vitamin C overdose. Let me explain:


+ For breakfast I had fruit muesli drowned in Nestle's Kiwi Apple yoghurt drink.
+ My shampoo and conditioner is AVADO. An Avocado hair range from Australia. (Brought it home from HK, gave Kris the baby range for Sweet Suzie. As it is yet to be released in Australia, that makes us one of the first consumers of this brand!! Okay enough bragging).
+ I used Body Shop's Papaya body butter this morning.
+ I've been sipping on Green Tea with Peach this past hour.
+ Thirty minutes ago, I snacked on a slice of carrot cake from The Java Man (in my books, if it can be eaten raw, then it's a fruit!)
+ Right now, I'm eyeing on a sachet of Banana and Honey oatmeal drink by Quaker Oats.



And I wonder why I gained 3 lbs over the weekend.. (answer? CHUBBY CHINA!)
x.s. talk about hardsell!

Just had the worst lunch EVER!

I dare you to commiserate with me.

Pop in to the nearest Coffee Bean and waste 199 on the CHILLED SPICY CHICKEN PASTA SALAD. It's the first time I had a pasta salad drowning in patis with bits of chilli. I was looking forward a naman to lunch (originally at Brothers Burger but it was packed) and I didnt want to waste my money (okay sana if i was still living with a travel allowance) so I ate about 2/3 of it. Panget na nga ng lasa, mahal pa,bagal pa ng service. Right now Im drowning my salty sorrow with a bag of nips and a bar of cloud 9 (im so poor already theyre all i can afford now).

In other news.. I got an email from another favourite client. (Take note, he's faithfully mine! haha)

8 times?!?!?! Lucky bloke! How long was he there for?

I just finished sending out 92 emails!

All work related! So yeah, I deserve a pat on my scoliotic back!


Here's an email from one of me favourite clients:

I can't tell whether he's joking or actually meaning it. haha he's still funny nonetheless. Guess which one's Scott:


He actually resembles Chris Martin in person. No really. I meant to take a picture of my buyers at work, but he popped in to smile out of nowhere!At the end of the show, he kept throwing us (yes,literally throwing us) what remained of his company's products as he didn't want to take it back to Australia. Those bath salts are fo shizzle (whatever that means!)

****
So did anyone watch Constantine in Gbelt last night? I was deciding between that (even if Im not a fan) and the Bamboo gig at 19 East. Ended up heading home as my hands were so sore from boxing.

This time last week (Part 3)

Forget it. It was pure work for days 3 and 4. Work and stuffing my face with god-knows-what-chinese-delicacies. So lemme skip to day 5.


The day before, one of my buyers, Maricion:

(That's her in the yellow top) talked me into going to Disney with her. Well since my boss has been persuading me to go, I said yes. And so an hour before I checked out of my hotel, I made a mad dash to the 7-11 right across the street to buy pasalubong(hehe). 30 minutes later I checked out met up with Maricion at the train station (luggage, hand carry and all!). After 10 million train transfers, we finally found ourselves here:
.
Which took us here:

HK Disney was weird. The rides would alternate 3 languages. There are actually more rides in Enchanted Kingdom! Also, 80% of the rides in HK Disney are for babies!! Hello Flying Dumbo? Carousel? the Amazing World of Pooh and Tigger? Teacup Adventure?? (Okay so I made up the names of those rides, but you get my drift!).I only queued for 3 rides.. Space Mountain, the tour train (or whatever that ride is called) and the Jungle Safari:

(which I enjoyed immensely thanks to the muy funny tour guide).
The parade wasn't too bad either:

(You'll see heaps of Pinoys among the cast)


I think that my favourite would have to be the dining halls and restaurants. Not for the food and I can't really say ambience, basta it was pleasant!


So I spent only about 5 hours here. Rode 3 rides. Watched 2 shows. Paid full peak rate. Bought most of my pasalubongs here ( nagmamadali ako mag shop only to find that the Hong Kong Airport had a Disney store! tsk). Despite all the hassle, crowd, Mandarin/Cantonese/ Fookien encounters, I'd like to think that it was all worth the HK$350. Besides, it was here where I met the NICEST HK locals (and I'm not talking of the cast). Promise! I don't care if they are trained and paid to do so, those smiles and assistance given by the ticket, locker, shop, cafeteria personnel were touching!


I left Disney an hour before the fireworks show. I had to be in the airport in 10 minutes!! Another cordial Disney personnel tipped me to take the green taxi instead of the red as it was cheaper ( i paid HK$120, damn I wonder how much it would've cost me with a red cab). The driver, like 90% of HK locals spoke no English. My Cantonese/Fookien/Mandarin vocabulary consists only of Ni hau, Tosya, Sie Sie, Atchi and Syoti (How are you, thank you, thank you pa rin, Older sister and Younger Brother respectively).


Now this trip to the airport is where the real adventure began..


Sidenote: You'd think that these people would've put in an extra effort to learn English given that HK is such a hot tourist spot! but noooo. Well I guess it's part of the fun..

This time last week (part 2)

8:45, still in bed, watching whose Line Is It Anyway. I love that I don't have be at the convention center till 10:30. I prep up by 9 as I have to meet colleagues downstairs for breakfast. Then via Skywalk, we head over here:




for this:



(L-R: Mr. Jakarta, Ms. Eva, Ms. Bangkok)

and this is what I've been working on for the past 3 months:



meanwhile, she's just one of the many radical dressers I saw in my trip. On my flight back to Manila, I saw her again. Notice those heels of steel:



By the end of the day I would have met, okay fine, introduced myself to Dominic Ochoa, Dr. Joel Mendez (we're in the beso stage already), Anthony Pangilinan, the posse of Mother Ricky Reyes, the sister of Maritoni Fernandez (who used to be an actress too),this supermodel whose name escapes me right now (basta always seen with Tweety de Leon) AND MS. ELVIE PINEDA (this is her actual business card yo):


Dom (ye, we be close lilke that) didnt have a business card, he was actually just accompanying his gf who was the daughter of one of our buyers.

After work, some of us take the ferry to Kowloon for dinner and shopping.



At the Macau restaurant with Ms. Bangkok, Ms. Korea (notice her can of SMB!)and Mr. S'pore.

This time last week

caveat: this entry does not intend to amuse an audience, I just want to be able to capture whatever memory I have from this trip while fresh as I'm sure it will fail me in a few days. Ah the tragedies of aging!



10:55 am, I have succcessfully gone through the rude and intimidating immigration officer. And so my Lost In Translation adventures begin. This is my first time to travel alone to a land whose language I do not speak. I am oozing with giddiness. Although v. appealing, I waste no time here and hop on to the airport express.

This very efficient and tourist friendly mode of transportation gets me to my destination in 20 minutes. I notice a man who looks so much like Poma (!!) enter the other coach, after a little neck stretching, I conclude that it is not Poma. I then find my driver who shall take me to the hotel. He does not speak to me at all, instead he plays a recording. This is when I realize how truly warm and hospitable Filipinos are. Anyways, I arrive at the hotel and find out that this is not ready yet..

So I decide to traipse around the district of Wanchai. Amazingly, I find myself in front of the building of the Australian Embassy and so I decide to drop by and finally meet the people I've been emailing and talking to for the past months.

Everyone is busy but they were kind enough to offer me to stay in case I wanted to check my email. No thank you, I say politely and head off quickly to wander around some more. It took me 2 hours to decide what to have for lunch. There were so many stores that resembled Breadtalk, already I loved this city. I bump into 3 more poeple who look exactly like Poma, damn can he surely blend in this demographic (apparently, so can I.) I head back to the hotel (thank God for my outstanding sense of direction) to unpack and take a shower. I check what the cable line up is, close the TV and wander about aimlessly again.

to be continued..

It sucks to be back

View from HK office:



View from Manila office:



Stories to follow..

Can't wait for me twister fries!

Absolutely nothing to do so we just went about ordering whatnots from Mickey Dees. Yay!


Quotes taken from font garden (ye, i'm expanding my font library, hey it's work related!):


- We're having creative differences.I'm creative, you're different.
- I may be inconsistent, but not all the time.
- Some days you're the dog, some days you're the hydrant.
- When everything comes your way, you're on the wrong lane.
- Even if you win the rat race, you're still a rat.
- This is my favorite time of day, well there it goes.
- Can't talk,eating (Homer Simpson)
- Due to the lack of interest, today has been cancelled.
- It's your life, I'm just passing through.
- Monday is an awful way to spend 1/7th of your life.
- My mother never saw the irony of calling me 'son of a bitch' (Jack Nicholson)
- Jesus loves you, then again so does Barney.
- I wish life had an undo function.
- If at first you don't succeed, failure may be your style.


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From where I sit , I can see most of Salcedo & Legaspi Village. Like a ghost town the streets of Makati! A car passes by every 10 minutes lang. Welcome to Australia, said my boss.

We used to climb trees

This morning, in the elevator (yes, got work today)there was this girl about 7 years older than me who was drinking from something that played an integral part of my childhood:





I probably had a total of 5 lunchboxes, and my mother, not the greatest fan of vintage, disposed of them all years ago. I hope I can unearth at least one thermos from our pantry later. As I still can't get over this nostaglia (and the fact that there is absolutely nothing to do since sarado ang Pilipinas ngayon), I went to ebay and found these goodies:



Where is Wally!!


I remember Bea Tantoco had this lunchbox in gradeschool (or was it Minnie?):

Explicit Version

Guess what I found in the mail the day of yester?


Polly Jean Harvey, Karen O. and the rest of the gang!!


Yay!! You da best Monique!

Evil, not heathen

Even RJ won't pose like that:


Because he'd go on posing like this:




hehe, here's some more icons worth your time:



So Studio 23 is airing Lost next week. Kiddos, if you weren't able to follow in AXN, go with Ch23. Your TV experience will never be the same. Seriously can't wait for season 2!!

Notes from a 4-day teevee fest:

1. The new VJs of MTV are pretty! (The Malay-Norwegian twins who grew up in Oz)
2. I watched PBB for the first time nung Monday. I don't really know what to make out of it. Is the guy with glasses gay?
3. Madonna was at TRL, she claims to be 5'9. How true?
4. I like Ashlee Simpson's latest single. It grows on you.. Whoa, whoa, whoa, Haaa!
5. Discovery Travel and Living is loaded with Aussie shows!
6. I still want to become one of Jamie O's trainees for Fifteen. I know it's too late tho.
7. Saw the trailer of Panday. At least his action scenes look real, unlike Encantad.
8. Finally got to watch the last episode of friends. Comme ci, Comme ca.
9. How tall is Damien Fahey? 6'3? (whoa, whoa, whoa, ha!)
10. Where is Sarah Meiers?
11. I want to meet Jay of Queer Eye.
12. My new favorite quote, c/o Carson, who quoted Donatella : 'Shorter! tighter! shorter! tighter!'
13. I've come to a conclusion that I don't like Pharrell anymore (after having seen his latst vid)
14. Kanye West dresses well!


That's all. There was really nothing close to good on TV that I was dying to come to work nung Monday. Instead, I forced my mum to go with me to ruins to by dbds, again, nothing good. So I settled for bootlegs - Kylie live at the Apollo Center ( cute cute ni Kylie, wanna see her in concert) and JT live in London (bitin ng concert). I watched them like 5 times.


Spell loser: P-I-A

From the Devil's Dictionary

*Belated Happy Halloween!*


// ACHIEVEMENT, n. The death of endeavor and the birth of disgust.


// ACQUAINTANCE, n. A person whom we know well enough to borrow from,but not well enough to lend to. A degree of friendship called slightwhen its object is poor or obscure, and intimate when he is rich orfamous.


// ADHERENT, n. A follower who has not yet obtained all that he expectsto get.


// ALLAH, n. The Mahometan Supreme Being, as distinguished from theChristian, Jewish, and so forth.


// ALLIANCE, n. In international politics, the union of two thieves whohave their hands so deeply inserted in each other's pockets that theycannot separately plunder a third.


// ALONE, adj. In bad company.


// AMBITION, n. An overmastering desire to be vilified by enemies whileliving and made ridiculous by friends when dead.


// AMNESTY, n. The state's magnanimity to those offenders whom it wouldbe too expensive to punish.


// APOLOGIZE, v.i. To lay the foundation for a future offence.


//AUCTIONEER, n. The man who proclaims with a hammer that he has pickeda pocket with his tongue.



I want this dictionary, and the hi-jacker's manual!

All Saints Day

I forget if it was Leslie or Maggie who once alleged something to the effect of how there should exist a time and place where you are permitted to canonize your personal saints to warrant your fealty and confidence in their powers. Being as it is November 1 today, methinks it would be fitting to reveal my set (in no particular order of patronage):



St. Den of Valle Verde
Oh I'm sure you’ve seen this type around – mestiza with the height, the hair and that Close up smile. What sets her apart from your average model with brains is that she has learned to look after herself at an early age. She turned to modelling as the last resort juggling jobs left and right, front and back. I guess that this is what allowed for her to have such an adamant personality. There's no fooling this one, an attempt to do so would merit confrontation which she ends up winning anyway. So in situations I find myself just wanting to submit to manipulation, it’s St. Den I pray to.


St. Alecz of Taguig
Clear, systematic and a perfectionist. Qualities Virgos possess and which I am deficient of. Working with him afforded me confidence in the outcome of our efforts. He’s my personal saint for work ethics.


St. Kat,Fresh Princess of Bel Air
She's the master of feigning nonchalance. Really, she's cool like that. Oh and the ways she gets away with all things schemey?!? That's the (master) player at work! Boys and girls (and everyone in between), shouldn't be fooled by her naive, angelic facade, believe me this one can make you suffer. This girl of Spanish descent was once mistaken as a Japanese in Spain…how's that for deceiving! She's a testament to the perks of being young and witty.


St. Joyce, First lady of Bicol
She's gifted with THE EYE. She knows what look works on her, you and them. Her best pieces she snagged for the price of dirt. She lost a shitload of weight and was able to keep it off. Joyce, watch over me as I unwrap my next chocolate bar then lead me not into temptation, oh and deliver me from retail.


St. Markson of Shanghai
His genius is of the unconventional kind. I swear he's the closest I know to becoming the next MacGyver. Great artist, this one, be it with Photoshop or a blue ballpen and tissue paper. Jackson, intercede for me at times when I am (technically) creatively challenged


St. Rj, Reyna ng Kalibogan (self-proclaimed)
Ever the generous one. Always willing to share anything from Kit Kats, latest Clinique finds, chick lits, homeworks (and yes, answers to quizzes), Hollywood gossip and, god help me, the latest hit of the emancipated Mimi. When we resigned from the purple world at the same time, he even shared with me the job openings he had at hand. Yeah, I wouldn't have gotten this job I have right now without his powers. Santa Jean Gay, instill in me the virtue of generosity, I can sure use it to get to purgatory!


St. Ana of New York
She's the most persevering person I know. Manny Villar will sure be proud of her. Balance is her specialty though, despite all the hard work, the all nighters, she's able to keep a healthy social life. She worked her way through a prestigious job in NY, I'm proud for her more than I'm envious. St. Ana, we've been seatmates from grade 5 up until 4th yr HS, why hadn't I caught up on your diligence?



[Brown Paper Bag – Roni Size]

Bent Antenna

We try to live in the moment, but once we figure things out, that moment is already passe. - Audrey N. Carpio

Timeline

20 years ago:
I remember being 3 years old and living in San Juan. All our neighbors were Chinese, not that there was anything wrong with that (especially since I was 3). I thought that our garden was the most festive place in the world. There was a huge Mango tree that me and my brothers would climb to spy on our Chinese neighbor who had a pool. I also remember tagging along my sister in her play-kitchen in this garden. Grinding leaves and stirring mud with a brach made me giddy. I was the youngest then, the gap between me and my brother is 6 years..clearly I was the apple of EVERYONE's eyes! (I swear I have pictures to prove this). Alas, 8 months later, the devil (also known as my younger sister) was born.


Oh and at this time, I should have attended pre-school in Nursery level..but noooo, I was too stubborn, tamad and too much of cry baby. I went to school I think for a week. The next year though I was competent enough to enter Junior Kinder, uh yay?


18 years ago:
This Christmas I got my first bike. Sesame Street would refer to it as a tricycle actually. I loved it - it was pink, had a basket in front and plastic ribbons by the handle bars. I forget whether it had a bell. That bike was my most prized possession,I never cared for stuffed toys nor dolls (methinks this is because my brothers cannabilized ALL the Barbies that my sister passed on to me. Really, who'd want to play with headless bimbos -- how redundant was that? hee). Weeks later, being the bullies they were, my brothers, who were 3 times too huge for their age, decided to gang up on my precious. It took some time for me to recover from the demise of my bike.


15 years ago:
Last year I turned 7. Mother dear asked me if I wanted to celebrate with a party or a bike - a real bike..NO TRAINING WHEELS. This should be the first life altering choice I had to make. Had I chosen a party, I'd get heaps of presents and friends. But I thought of what joy I'd have with a bike. Just me and my bike. And you ask why I'm such a loner most times. I like to think of those moments as being independent.


10 years ago:
I belonged to a large barkada and we called ourselves NALICA. We'd write to each other every single day (with the mandatory 'p.s. Hope you don't change, friends forever!'). Nevermind the fact that we belonged to same section. I remember my school celebrating History Week,and as our Class Adviser was known to be really obsessed with winning anything and everything, we went all-out in the classroom decorating contest. Our class picked the theme egypt. I must say I was and am impressed by our production. Lea, was Queen Nefertiti, I was a Mummy.


5 years ago:
I just entered college and so was still getting a feel of my block. I think I already gained a major offense at this time. Yes, barely 2 months into college and already I find myself in deep shit. So, so, very sorry to Katrina for getting caught in that v. stupid, uber babaw mess. Really, a girl, a FRESHMAN girl enters school without her ID and you call that a major offense?? Anong magagawa ko eh hindi naman kami nag-i-id sa grade/high school? tss to 'Ignorance is not an excuse'. I think that the only good thing that ever came out of this was meeting Mike Cortez at the Discipline Office ehehe.


It's a good thing they dropped the case.. or did they?


1 year ago:
First job. I was surrounded by Nelly-lovin', hip-hopping, 'hi pia-girl'-ing dinizens of 'california'. If not for Den and Atari, I'd have eaten my brains to the tune of 'My Boo' months ago.


6 months ago:
Training. That was loads of fun- being forced into a small room with Rj,Cha, Vas, Mikey and RJ. Just staring at each other, gossiping, reading magazines for the nth time, and trip hopping (hehe).I swear the highlight of our day was when we get to go to the pantry to microwave our lunches then go down the 9th floor to buy donuts. No really, it was fun being free of responsibilities , getting heaps of freebies and being called bagets. But a few months later, I kiss this stressful world of reach and frequency adios.


1 month ago:
I finally got my arse in the gym for some boxing lessons.


Last week:
Work load decreased but pressure increased 7 fold.


1 day ago:
Bumped into Carlo. Quick Chat. Oh and for the lack of better things to do, I agreed to a meeting with an insurance agent. Woe is me.


Yesterday:
I had too much chocolate, wait, isn't that the case everyday?


Today:
Is Ancy's birthday. Had Reese's, chips, cake and Sansrival ice cream (not good. they should have called it butter ice cream)


Later:
I have to spy on some spa products then pass by Alterations Plus to pick up my pants.


Tomorrow:
Dinner with Kris et al then stick out like a sore thumb in the latest IT bar of the moment for Pam's birthday celebration.


A week from now:
Teleconference with South East Asian colleagues. Sounds big time? Nah. Have to attend an Avian flu briefing too :( Really, when it's time to die, there's no cheating death - that's my motto!


2 weeks from now:
We be in Hongers!!!


1 month from now:
I have to perform in front of everyone during my company's annual manick since I'm new. I seriously have no clue what I should do.. afterall, my only talent is blogging!

The Statistics of Me

3, the number of lip balms on my desk right now
0, the number of pain killers I've had for the past 2 weeks
8, the number of times I've attempted to reach Vicky ( mum said she's back)
1, the number of chocolate(s) I've had..today
10, the minimum number of pounds I want to lose
30, the number of minutes until lunch time
12, the number of days to go before I fly North! *yay*
48, the number of emails I've sent today (and it's not even noon yet)
2, the number of non working days for me next week
1, the number of song(s) I've d/l-ed today
2, the number of friends I know are at the beach this moment
3, the number of older siblings I have
1, the number of pet(s) that was my own (a puppy named Lot-lot, don't ask)
3, the number of leaves I'm entitled to for the rest of the year
2,500 the amount a friend (who right now happens to be frolicking on the sands of Boracay) owes me (hehe)
3, the level Australia considers the Philippines in terms of Avian flu manick (that's swedish for thingamajig)
7, the number of days left until I get something pleasant from the mail
3, the number of bills I'm paying for (because I'm the best daughter yeah)
33, the number of days I haven't turned up in the gym

Poseur Multilingual

I'd like to think I'm fluent in English (that's American, British and Australian to you!)
RJ, Mikey, Pao, Vas and Cha should react violently if I say the same with our vernacular.
I know basic Spanish, just don't quiz me.
Latin has sought exile from my brain hours after settling in.
I know (one) handful of French and a dash of Chinese (don't ask if Mandarin or Fookien).
I've set the language setting of my blog to Portuguese so I know what Monday-Sunday is.
I have yet to work on Italian (and Japanese) but right now my focus is on Swedish as I have the data right under my nose.


15 Swedish words I'd like to incorporate to my vocabulary:



Ah the inutile things I bother with..

credit: Francis S.


x.s. One day I will figure this font template out.

I hate that I'm getting used to this lifestyle

Hindi na ako nahiya.


There is nothing in my waste receptacle except for food wraps/packaging.
It's only a little after lunch and already I've had 2 trips to 7-11,Country Style and Starbucks. To think I even had packed lunch.


I am damned.


x.s. at least my keyboard's clean!

How to spell wanderlust..

H-S-B-C!

If you win, better take me along with you!!

And I thought I was Weird

Sorry can't get over this krazyness..LAMB & LYNX..what kind of names are those?

Look at those shirts!
They put the double L in hell!
www.prussianbluefans.blogspot.com

Happy Halloween: Presenting the next Olsen Twins

Oct. 20, 2005 — Thirteen-year-old twins Lamb and Lynx Gaede have one album out, another on the way, a music video, and lots of fans. They may remind you another famous pair of singers, the Olsen Twins, and the girls say they like that. But unlike the Olsens, who built a media empire on their fun-loving, squeaky-clean image, Lamb and Lynx are cultivating a much darker personna. They are white nationalists and use their talents to preach a message of hate. Known as "Prussian Blue" — a nod to their German heritage and bright blue eyes — the girls from Bakersfield, Calif., have been performing songs about white nationalism before all-white crowds since they were nine.

"We're proud of being white, we want to keep being white," said Lynx. "We want our people to stay white … we don't want to just be, you know, a big muddle. We just want to preserve our race." Lynx and Lamb have been nurtured on racist beliefs since birth by their mother April. "They need to have the background to understand why certain things are happening," said April, a stay-at-home mom who no longer lives with the twins' father. "I'm going to give them, give them my opinion just like any, any parent would."

source

Can you say freaky? Sound's more like an April Fool's news..


Don't worry MK&A, you still have my vote!

Just in case I forget

Possible messages for engraving:
1. I went to rock and roll heaven, and I wasn't on the guest list.
2. I'm not obsessing. I'm just curious. (haha winner!)
3. If I had a tumor, I'd name it ______.
4. I am Pia's colon. I get cancer, I kill Pia.
5. Hey, even the Mona Lisa's falling apart!
6. Is colon my bad dream> Or am I colon's? (ok enough of FC)
7. Leave the gun, take the cannoli.
8. I'm designed to feel slightly dissatisfied!
9. 'Shake your Ass'.. is he Moroccan?
10. Be excited, be, be excited.

Say Anything

Diane: I just cant have any social life right now.
Lloyd: Dont worry about it. We're just having coffee. We'll be anti-social.
Diane: Be friends?
Lloyd: Yeah. With potential

Are You Ready For the New Sensation?

So you miss Rockstar INXS? Click here to see their new video . Yes kids, inangkin na ng INXS and Pretty Vegas ni JD.

The First Lady of Bicol

is a lavish spender! bow.

You say, I only hear what I want to

If only I can listen to music here in the office..


Start over again this time this time
Let's do it right
Start over again this time this time
Lets keep the fires burning.

My favorite people:

Beauty Revolutionary

Miles. I'm sorry, I know you'd want to kill me because of this but for friendship's sake, skip this post will ya? hehe
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You might have remembered me writing about the Real Beauty campaign. Scratch that, you might have remembered me patronizing the Real Beauty Campaign to high heavens when it came out. Well now, as it is in my nature to be capricious, I have to say this to the campaign: WHO ARE YOU KIDDING?. (Miles, I said campaign, not the brains behind it, although it's the same banana, PR ka naman eh). To be fair, I do agree with the ageless and dazzling (the concept, not the girl, they should have picked some other morena). Oh and I still laud its media efforts!


I am exposed to these billboards everyday, and pathetic as it may sound, I always take note of the scores. During the launch, results were favorable 'real beauty' was winning. If you look at the results now (as far as in the Philippines), only 'AGELESS' is seems to make the folks at Unilever happy.'FLATTERING' is hanging on by the skin of its teeth (49-51 methinks) and that ginormous billboard in Guadalupe shows that 60+ percent see her as extra large!


On flat vs. flattering : I'm not flat nor am I well gifted. True that to be Twiggy-thin is in fashion right now, but this does not apply to the chest area. This is why models, actress, singers and every delusional in between resort to implants. Every A (and some B) cup girl, I'm sure would like to have fuller racks.


On extra large vs. extra sexy : Again, I fall on neither of the two but given my daily dose of carb and sugar treats, I'll be the next poster girl for extra large (as i write this, my boss is forcing me to stuff my mouth with CADBURY's CHERRY RIPE-cherry filled chocolate, ew, but shedaboss!). I don't know much who are actually comfortable with their body size (including those that are slender already). Her rubenesque form may have been extra sexy in the renaissance era,but that was eons ago. In fairness, she's a pretty one despite her size.


I quote from Quark's related entry on his lj (real funny, that boy):

'so, two weeks ago on a whim I text "DOVE I VOTE EXTRA LARGE" to 2333 right? and I get the following message


From: 3993
Thank you for making a stand and joining the beauty debate! You voted for Extra Large!
You think that only thin is beautiful.


and out of curiosity I make another text, this time "DOVE I VOTE FLAT".


From 3993:
Thank you for making a stand and joining the beauty debate! You voted for Flat!
You think you have to be busty to be beautiful.


HUWAT!? It's a beauty debate, not a beauty dictatorship! in the Oregon Oxford mode of debate they would call that retort "Leading"! The girl IS extra large, for God's sake. in the strict, shirt-size sense of the word, I mean. but who cares if she's an XL, right? she's still beautiful! better than be in denial about it and just say she's extra sexy. supermodels aren't extra sexy either. they're just a SMALL. you know what i'm saying? and the girl is flat. so what?! she's cute. i crush her! there's something inherently wrong in the campaign for real beauty my friends. '


I guess that the real culprit here is media. For years now they've manipulated us into thinking what the new black is (think Josie and the Pussycats movie). Kate Moss is currently paying her dues (in rehab) for making heroin chic in. Them Victoria's Secret models, tss, they're going down soon (sidenote: Tyra Banks recently had a sonogram to prove again that her racks are real. haha. Her boobs, along with the rest of her bodyparts will be going down the catwalk one last time this November for VS. Yes kids, she's retiring I guess to concentrate on her newfound career as 'the next Oprah').


For what its worth, the Real Beauty campaign worked potently as an eye opener. It did spark debates in all forms. So cheers to that! Yay to Ogilvy PR! hehe


And because I still want to be Miles' friend: Kids,if you consider yourself beautiful by any standard, go head over to Greenbelt 3 park on 21 October, a real treat's waiting for you!


x.s. That Cherry Ripe Chocolate is good!!! Ok now back to work..

Moe Mania

www.mizzmoe.blogspot.com

The New Breed

First there was the ALPHA MALE,
Soon after, with the help of Beckham, the METROSEXUALS 'came out', (hee)
Ladies and all you categorized gents, welcome the UBERSEXUALS! (oh how marketing and advertising continues to screw our minds all in the name of brand prominence)

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Advertising Giant JWT Names Top Ten Ubersexuals - Men Who Ooze M-ness, Self-Awareness, and Self-Confidence (and Almost Always Get the Girl)

JWT's Top Ten

Here, in reverse order, are the top ten men JWT says embody everything uber:

10. Jon Stewart
9. Guy Ritchie
8. Pierce Brosnan
7. Ewan McGregor
6. Barack Obama (sino daw?)
5. Arnold Schwarzenegger (people, he's not even human,he's a robot!)
4. Donald Trump (swabe ba ito?)
3. Bill Clinton (lucky he gets away with everything!)
2. George Clooney
1. Bono


So where's Jude Law (metrosexual?), Brad Pitt (alpha male?), Tom Cruise (alien?)

Death by Chocolate

As if I hadn't learned my lesson yesterday...


Dan's back from Australia and he brought with him 2 bags of Cadburry goodies. As of 10:36 a.m., I've had:
1 bar Time out
1 bar Crunch
3 bars More


If it's any consolation to my health, these bars are in mini sizes.

This Little Pig Went to Sugarland

I'm up to my neck already with the amount of sugar I've had today. I'm beginning to feel sick. My head demmit! See, when I consume generous amount of sweets, I don't get all hyper like normal people do..in fact I'm more lethargic. I realize only now that I've had nothing but sugar today:


6 Reese's Peanut Butter cups (from Australia! wherelse?)
3 pcs Shortbread cookies (also from Perth)
Veggie Lumpia (drowned in sweet sweet sauce, v.delish I must justify)
1 Danish pastry (c/o the folks at Shangrila)


I'm also a baboy in another sense. If only you can see my keyboard right now..it has amassed a variety of grub. Hold on, I see an almond flake, bread crumbs, chocolate crumbs and morsels I can't even recognize.


god, my head.
i'm ready to pass out now.


ugh, I wonder if pain killers can cure this maddening feeling..
I'm amazed I can still think near lucid and type like this.. or so I think.


Diabetes, here I come! Unless of course I have arrived.

New victim

I love you in this picture, and in Garden State, and sometimes even in Scrubs.

You remind me of Mr. Gwyneth Paltrow tho.

Parlez Vous Francais?

I was sorting through my files last night and so stumbled upon a plethora of pictures from college. The pictures below, if you allow me to bore you further, are from my internship days in AFM:

The purpose for this whiteboard was to keep us on track with our thesis. I guess it's clear what kind of group we were.

I miss our free "french" lunches at Le Coude Rouge! Methinks this was taken during our last meal over there. Plat du jour as usual. hee

Tada! This is one of the ads we came up with. We were given about 2 months to work on our thesis, but we really just worked on it in 4 days! Such crammers, what's new?

Another of the series. Tres bien no?

In Her Shoes

Add this to the list of movies i want to watch. Seriously, I forget how a movie house looks like already :o

[THE ARK: Hey Modern Days]

Ink on Skin

As I am in the opposite zip code of coherent, let me just treat you to a visual display of artistic expression using skin as canvass. I'll get ahead of you by saying that NO, i have no plans of getting inked (in the near future). It is not as if I have issues against tattoos (much less with people who have one or two or who's counting?) it's just that Im too fickle to decide on a design. All I'm sure of is that I want none of those ubiquitous Asian character/letters.

*RIGHT CLICK IMAGE, OPEN LINK IN A NEW WINDOW TO SEE LARGER VERSION*1 & 2: Isabelli Fontana's Zion tat. Tacky to some but I say it fits her. She carries it well too. Zion is the name of her son.She has another tattoo of a rosary around her ankle. 3 & 5: Methinks its a muslim symbol with a star on Heather & Jacquetta (respectively). Tho I have no idea what it means exaclty, i wouldn't mind having this design on the same spot. 4: She's probably the only one who can pass of as chic with a crown tat on the arm. 6: Gisele's star on the wrist. Wouldn't mind having this too tho i'd prefer if it were inked in red. 7: Loves the humour. Its a hanger tat on the neck of a model. 8: Adriana Lima's foot tat. Far too big for moi.

You know I really don't have to explain or reason out why I posted this!

[SIGUR ROS: Gong]

iTalk

Technology is a bitch. Gadgets were made to ridicule the human race what with the constant innovations and introductions of new models.


This is why I'm not a fan of Nokia (the last model of Nokia i can put a face to is the 3110). Much as i love my now obsolete e398 (hellomoto!), I am still not a cellphone person. The only reason I bought my moto was the fab promo that came with it (win a ticket to a concert of MY CHOICE - ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD). As it is such a struggle for me to get the attention of luck, i didn't come close to winning the consolation prizes.


Now I find that Moto has a new promo. Madapaka! To begin with their latest model,i think they call it the rockstar phone (it really is just the white version of mine with extra features like iTunes)is quite an eye candy. But the promo that comes along with it is, well, meant for me? Two nouns- FOO FIGHTERS, AUSTRALIA! Oh forget it, why even bother!


Don't even get me started on iPods. Ok too late: Just when you've settled for a particular model, a brand spankin new one comes out. The very reason why to this day the image of the forbidden fruit from the Garden of Eden is an apple because it is precisely that - evil!


[BELLE & SEBASTIAN - The 8th Station blah blah blah]

Come on, you know you want to..

click HERE (circa 2003, feb). As a result, expect to be:
a. green with envy
b. be disgusted by my act(s) of jologness

x.s. If you figure out what the drawing is, tell me I'd like to know! Oh and do notice Jhoon, after all Jhoon is love too!(why don't we fade away)


Hmmm to post or not to post?

Confessions of a druggie

I have a confession to make: I BOUGHT POT LAST NIGHT and i think i regret doing so.You know it's acts like these why I should be back in the gym. Unecessary purchases are the doom of me.


Now, now, before you go on telling mi madre y mi padre I'm talking of POT the album. It was the last one in the shelf. So I grabbed it without thinking. Demmit. I think I can only tolerate 4 songs. To trippy for me right now as I am still rekindling my love for Pete & Jack & Bamboo. (Ooh menage a trois!). Whatever I'll give it another shot.


I did have gonuts last night though (along with chips, chocolate and popcorn). Now that's my drug of choice.

Word!

SMS from Jen : "Describe me in ONE WORD, just one ha! Send it to me then send this message to 10 friends and see how many wonderful/strange things people think about you"


Being that I was bored like stone manning our booth at the Matrona Hotel (guess which hotel Im talking about), I decided to give in to this game. These are the answers I got:


Carl - Huggable (this boy's a sweetheart, i love his diplomatic term for fat)
Pam - Mysterious (yes Pam, them boys just love a mysterious girl, go on, try it!)
Jay - Fabulous (so now, you think I'm gay. I hang out with you fags too much, see you tomorrow for lunch!)
Pane - Strange (itong bruhang to, nagrereply sa mga walang kwentang text ko,pero pag importante always avoiding!!!!!!!tssss)
Jego - Silentbutdeadly (why can't people face the fact that deep down i'm heaven sent?)
Aries - Eccentric (takes one to know one buddy!)


To those who have not sent their answers a big TSSSSSS to you!

Strange Condition: Just Another Girl On Your Side

I love Pete Yorn!
Pete Yorn is love!
I love you Pete Yorn!
Pete Yorn, will you marry me?

The Devil Wore Pie

Poor Anna, her only sin was to promote materialistic decadence and in return she gets pied by the PETA group. Hello, PETA, just because you work for a cause doesn't mean you can act all immature now. Pie throwing won't resolve anything. althoug I must say that was very thoughtful of you to pick TOFU CREAM PIE,so chic! I'm sure Ms. Wintour enjoyed it anyway.


[BLACKSTREET: No Diggity]

Look ma, no logos!!

Well it's about time. J'ADORE!!

[PHARRELL/GWEN: Can I Have It Like That]

Me, I don't really care about her. I care more about him. Ugly show tho.

Coffee bean, tea leaves and RICE!

Yesterday I had coffee from 3 different cafes.I am not even a coffee drinker!
My day started with a meeting at Cravings in Shang. It ended with another meeting at New World Hotel's coffee shop (with guess who - Keith!!)My sup told me take the rest of the day off since it was close to 5 anyway. So I crossed over to Greenbelt as I was trying to figure outhow to keep myself from being bored till 8:30. Then just as i was walking by Cena, someone calls my name.. it was RICE!!


She was meeting some friends for dinner at 7 so we decided to catch up (we've actually been trying to meet up since last year but our schedules just never jived)Chismis,perkiness,laughter and trips down memory lane ensued over coffee and muffin (the only solid food I had for the day and it sucked like shit na malagkit!) We talked about everyone in the batch, Bamboo, Lino Cayetano, this Pinoy she met in the OC (Keanu Reeves meets Chris Klein - saw the picture!), bitches with to die for jobs and a class I don't remember taking:


Rice: OMG! Remember our Stat teacher?
Me: Uh we took up stat in HS?
Rice: Yeah, what's her name? the one who's always pikon at us
Me: stat?
Rice: yeah, shit what's her name? ay baka trigo..
Me: Pareho ba tayong teacher, I remember being in basic
Rice: Me too noh haha that was so much fun
Me: haha yeah i know, Ms. Garcia ba?
Rice: no
Me: ah the one who looks like Cruela de Ville? haha what's her name? starts with letter Z ata.
Rice: hahaha Ms. Luna? yah she's funny but nt her, geometry ata
Me: basic pa rin ata ako dun eh, Castillo?
Rice: no


Whoever you are, your class was so much fun! Basic section reigns supreme! Riot lagi with Sarah, Nikka, et alTill next time Rice! Drag bugok along.

[CARBON LEAF: Is This The Fall]

Male deficit a.k.a How I spent my Friday night

6:30 Rice and I leave Coffee Bean,we head to the loo before parting ways
6:32 I had 2 hours to waste (Poma gave into our prodding for birthday treat. Dinner at 830) so I made it my mission to wander in the mall ( a luxury I haven't indulged in since forever)
6:35 Bumped into May and Kim, her officemate. They drag me along with them to.. Coffee Bean (nooo)
6:40 Stood out like a sore thumb in what seemed to be a mini CSA reunion
7:00 Got a call from Roman, left the CSA people
7:01 Went to First aid salon where Poma was getting his hair coloured, Jay was there already
7:02 Became the butt of the jokes of Poms and Jeiboi
7:14 Tried v hard to make people think I wasn't with them scandalous fags
7:30 Jen Go arrives, she then becomes the butt of the jokes (tosha God!)
8:00 Alecz arrives, more scandal, more laughter
8:15 We ditch Poma as he was taking forever.
8:16 We continue laughfest care of Alecz outside the salon
8:21 People start giving us the look
8:22 We don't care, Alecz is too funny
8:30 I compliment Alecz's clear face
8:31 Jay takes note of Alecz's weight loss
8:32 Jen caresses Alecz's smooth, flawless arms
8:33 Alecz tries v. hard to keep humble, but being the 'pa-star' that he is, his attempt was futile
8:45 This is the part I start to get hungry. Twenty minutes before, Jego is ready to chew on Jeiboi.
9:00 Finally, the vain one is done! We go back in the salon to check out Poma's new do
9:01 Jen points out that Poma now looks like one of the guys in Pinoy Big Bro (Rico)
9:02 We wonder where the hell Kakat is
9:10 We settle for Soul Food
9:11 We are seated
9:15 Jen suggests we transfer to the table with the couch, bithday boy asks to be transferred
9:17 we freeze in our new table
9:22 Waiter takes our order ( Jay: I'll start with the onion soup, and Caesar salad, then Jerk Chicken. For dessert I'll have the rib eye steak" haha)
9:23 Alecz sees friends in another table, ditches us
9:35 Food arrives, Alecz returns and is hailed the prodigal gay
9:36 Everyone wants a piece of my dinner ( Baked Penne something in Bechamel sauce)
9:40 I remind myself to try Poma's crab fat rice
9:47 Laughter care of the faggots
10:00 Again, we wonder where Kakat is (Alecz: o nasan na si Kakat? Patay na ba?)
10:05 This is the part I tell myself I will never eat again. ever.
10:06 Poma eats my left overs10:07 I realize I forgot to try Poma's rice
10:09 Jay asks Alecz if he's gay (bwahahahahaha)
10:10 The 'effeminate' ones sing OUT LOUD
10:30 Poma asks for the bill
10:31 Alecz has no idea that the reason for this dinner was to celebrate Poma's bday
10:45 I get a call from my sister, i leave the group
10:50 I meet up with my sister in *gasp* Coffee Bean, we head home
11:10 While in the car, I call Pam
11:12 Call ends, I text Den.
11:25 Mother, we're home!
11:30 I watch honest to goodness music videos care of VH1 ( Foos, Fuel,classic U2, Jeff Buckley, Verve)
12:00 U2 is on Conan O'Brien yay
12:12 Tried to laugh at Conan's 'jokes'
12:13 I make up my mind.. Conan is corny. I remind myself never to bother with that show.
12:14 Switch back to VH1
12:30 Turn off the TV
12:33 Bathroom ritual
12:43 Pop a pill (pain killers - really someone remind me to visit the dentist soon)
12:44 Hit the sack


[WARRANT: Cherry Pie]

Letting go

To some, this task would be tantamount to moving a mountain.
It's just too much for them.


Me, i think it's the best feeling in the world, letting go.
Especially after holding your pee for thirty minutes or so, then you finally get the luxury of using the john.
Wow, that indescribable feeling money can't buy.


I'm a happy girl.

Wala na tayong masilungan

When I first listened to Thanks To The Moon's Gravitational Pull this easily became my favourite track. Still not used to the band sans Marco boy (yeah, we're close). Loving the video tho.

M(e)usings

"I think I may boast myself to be, with all possible vanity, the most unlearned and uninformed female who ever dared to be an authoress" - Jane (Austen??)


- My thinspirstion care of JPG
- It just occurred to me that my name stands for Pain In the Ass (loves it!)
- My sup is so funny, she's been pushing me to go to HK Disney. hehe. I told her wala akong kasama, sabi niya to go with Duli, a colleague from Taipei (!!) I am thisclose to sending this message to Duli:
"Hi Duli, are you a lady or a man?"
- I'm in a rut, should I continue with Red Corner or go Elorde for the month instead? Hayy woebegone!
forget it, i'm not going at all this month.. Welcome fat! Enjoy your stay!

How to experience temporary bliss in 8 easy steps:

Step One : Walk to Greenbelt Three*
Step Two: Enter First Aid
Step Three: Proceed to the salon area
Step Four: Ask for Shirley**
Step Five: Get a foot spa (enjoy the sensation)
Step Six: Have your nails cleaned (at this point it is normal to feel uber giddy)
Step Seven: Choose Essie polish (shade:Allure)
Step Eight: Feel endorphins rush in


* It is mandatory that you walk to experience full effect. Pleasure is also heightened if you walk in heels.
** This girl is heaven sent! Such light touch but does a mean massage.


Come on girls. You owe it to yourselves. Besides, it is not too heavy on the pocket!

Note to self

Refrain using the following words:
Honestly;
To put it frankly;
To be honest;
and similar words to that effect.


Thanks for the tip Nathan! =)


Now time for woe: I reckon I won't be able to go boxing at all this month :( ugh

Capital L

You know how I tend to lag in most aspects of pop culture? Well being that it was a holiday for me yesterday and our cable provider has screwed us over, I rummaged through the DVDs at home and settled for The Notebook.


Thanks to A Walk to Remember, my prognosis was that The Notebook would be crap.As in cheese factor set to 9 (naks haha). But I have to admit I enjoyed it immensely. Maybe it's because I haven't seen a movie in what seems to be ages. Or that there have been no interesting releases as of late (save for the art films, but really, I'm not in the mood to think and lately I've been brooding a lot anyways).


I didn't get kilig though, nor did I cry nor tear. I was laughing at most parts. (I need to have my emotions checked, I never elicit the right ones lately). Wow, I think I actually want to see it again.


So before I turn into a complete marsh, (That's marshmallow for you, hehe pauso), I present the movies I surely will be lining up for:


Two words - Cameron Crowe!! Besides, I'm one of the few who's not irritated by Kirsten. I just hope Orlando isn't prettier than her here.



Never read the book (meron ba?). Again, I'm probably the only Pinoy who doesn't hate Claire Danes. It really isn't her fault if she finds Manila ghastly!


Okay, off to lunch with Poma now!

Unsaid

To Conti's:
Thank you for the muy deliciouso dinner last Friday. I can live off Baked Salmon for the remainder of the year and I don't even like Salmon!


To Leigh:
Only 11 years old and already girls are waiting in line (myself included haha) Advanced happpy birthday kiddo, nice to have finally met you.


To a childhood friend:
What happened?


To Keith:
Sign the freakin document already will you?! I spent good hours working on that proposal.


To our cable operator:
So you screw us over for the nth time. Why did you remove the good movie channels and leave us with just HBO and Star Movies? I want my Wowow back! If you throw in Channel V, you'll never hear a word from me again. While you're at it, bring back Myx (i like to have options you know)


To Chummy:
Bruha, I thought you just put on a few pounds.. you're expecting again pala!(8 months??) Ano ba yan, how is it that I look more pregnant than my friends? Double congratulations to you and Just!=) I know i'm never in Alabang territory but keep me in the loop!


To the guy who sat beside me in Church:
You stepped on my foot. The least you could have done was say sorry!


The the daughter of the guy who sat beside me in church:
The kneeler (or whatever you call that cushioned wood you kneel on) is not a catwalk. I would have appreciated it if you wiped your tracks off my area.


To Bamboo/Nescafe/its Ad Agency:
Minna's post got me all curios.. was the Sunshine song ripped off from THIS one? (Costas, sorry, this is the song I meant for you to listen, not "Find the answer within")


To Boy Suplado:
You feel it (so do I); You're too vain for your own good (I can be too). Bahala ka na sa buhay mo.


To Fish and Co:
I can't wait to eat there.


To Krisexy:
Give us the go signal, we can't wait to see Sweet Suzie (and fine, you)


To Mandy (my punchbag classmate):
You are soooo toned! I envy you!


To Heart Evangelista:
I like your Tiffany dog tag necklace.


To Sharon of Manila Pen:
I'm still waiting for my loot bag! Don't think I'd forget. Nope, not me on all things free!


To the Department of Fate ( cc: Chamber of Luck):
How is it that I never, ever, ever win in raffles and contests? You should really think over your process.


To Duffster:
Yuck! What happened to you.

You look sick (in every sense of the word).


[SNEAKER PIMPS: 6 Underground]

Requiem for a guilt trip

I don't know which is worse, Bush sending his troops to Iraq or Friendster deciding to add this new feature (allows you to see WHO has viewed your profile). Damn you!



So I guess my stalking days are over. Bah Humbug!


No seriously, potah!

Huhuhu, this is probably God's way of telling me to clean up my act.

edit: Grace! you're my hero (hehe). That's one conundrum down.

Wake up kids you've got a dreamer's disease

My hands are sore as hell. It really is a revolting sight to behold - dry, bruised, scarred and ugh! I think I'll give my gloves a rest for a week as my hands might fall off.


Yesterday I learned many things.. the best of which is that I have no work on Monday as it is Australian Labor Day. Happy happy joy joy. As only I will benefit from that news, I've decided to be good and share some audio love with you. Katrina dear, hope you enjoy these:


Bruised by the Bens (in loving memory of my hands);
Malo by Bebe (Spanish or Portuguese goodness);
Ooh La La by Goldfrapp (warning, this song is prone to give you LSS, you wouldn't mind it though);
You Can't Always Get What You Want by The Rolling Stones (If you miss JD Fortune, D/L this);
Then Go by Damien Rice (because I'm such a fan of his)


Hurry kids, the links expire in 7 days!

Kahlil Gibran, Sand and Foam: A Book of Aphorisms

"There is a space between man's imagination and man's attainment that may only be traversed by his longing."


"My loneliness was born when men praised my talkative faults and blamed my silent virtues."


"A pearl is a temple built by pain around a grain of sand. What longing built our bodies and around what grains?"


"Many a doctrine is like a window pane. We see truth through it but it divides us from truth."

How I'm sure Krisexy wants to kill me

1. I refuse to call her daughter by her birthname.
2. My tagboard message to kat.
3. She's forcing me to read this book on murder/serial crimes.


Damn, talk about headstart! Krisexy, hindi ko pa nga nababasa yung libro, I had a hard time sleeping na last night!I hope that by calling you Krisexy, you can forget about my sins.

Because life is like a box of chocolates

So everyone's been listing 20 random bits about themselves. As it is my wont to join the bandwagon at times, allow me to bore you with my set. Oh and since this is my space, I have the right to shell out more than 20. So let the narcissism begin:

1. I'm not a fan of Dave Matthews (I only like Satellite).
2. Both my knuckles are now bruised. My left pinky knuckle is not only bruised, part of its epidermis is gone. I kinda dig it though, if anything, it makes me feel less of a boxing dork. This injury is a result of wrapping my hands improperly though, not because I spar well (let's keep that between you and me).
3. When I'm tired of boxing, I think I shall take up arnis. It looks cool.
4. My favorite word of the moment is conundrum. Conundrum, conundrum, conundrum. Ironic how it perfectly describes my life right now.
5. I love how PERTH sounds. As in literally how it sounds (especially when Gemma and Nicole say it). Perth, Perth, Perth. Jurlique too!
6. I would love to go to Melbourne. I can't believe I never found it appealing before. Ever.
7. I'm still interested in taking up art history. It'd be sweet if I learned it in Croatia/Italy/Prague/Paree/Portugal and of course bloody London (and fine, Spain).
8. Honestly, I want to be able to write as a profession.
9. If I can't apprentice at Jamie Oliver's 15. I don't mind learning to cook at any Le Cordon Bleu of the world.
10. I have no idea where my money is going. I don't see it, nor do I feel it.
11. I used to be super super tipid. My siblings (older and younger) used to run to me for cash loans (yeah, I'm liquid like that). And since I can be nice at times, I loan with zero % interest.
12. I'm still not a phone person. I cannot fathom how my sisters can stay on the phone for more than 30 minutes. That's probably why my parents love me. Actually, that's probably the only reason they have not severed ties with me.
13. Yeah, Stam looks better as a redhead. So does Elise. Heather and Querelle should stick to being blondes. Maria Carla's jet black hair scares me.
14. Lily looks like a bird as Bianca's look is growing on me (as in the case of Gemma before).
15. I still have no idea what happened to Daria's nose early this year. Allergy my ass! FLu schmu!
16. I won't break a sweat should a cockroach come millimeters near me. If a rat crosses my path, I'd probably skip a heartbeat then resume whatever I was doing. BUT if hear a frog croak, I panic. Trust me, it takes a lot for someone as stoic as I am to elicit such reaction.
17. Down with billboards! If they're not amusing or creative, they're just a waste of resources.
18. I watch Hollywood dream. (Got into it late though)
19. I hate trucker caps with a passion.
20. I wish Pharell and Chad are working on a new album. NERD is love.
21. I love Jego's phone. It's the anorexic version of mine.
22. No matter how hard i try, I just cannot be anorexic. Clearly, there is no justice in this world.
23. There are not enough hours in a day. This coming from someone without a life. Nada.Zero.Non.Zilch.
24. I live for breakfast food. Cereals, pancakes, waffles, muffins, muesli, keep 'em coming, serve 'em all. I will forever be grateful to McDonalds if and when the Sausage McMuffin will be made available throughout the day!
25. I want to try Jollibee's chilli fries. Though nothing beats the overly priced Twister Fries at Mickey Dees.
26. When I interned for Alliance Francaise, my groupmates and I had French food every effin day. For effin free. If we were in luck, we'd get wine too. This is the reason why my favorite french phrase is PLAT DU JOUR!
27. I want to eat in Brazil Brazil.Hey if I can't go to the country, might as well just gormandize on their food right?
28. I crush Direk Lino. How cute that he prays at night with his gf over the phone. Someone find me anyone like him. Although I am the farthest thing from being pious. Just go search already!
28. You tear my magazines, I break your back.
29. I do not watch big brother.
30. This afternoon, I was awarded a certificate for completing a course on export management. Biggest surprise in months! It's a good thing they didn't decide to test me on my knowledge. Hello cheatsheet!
31. Although it's been months, I'm still not over the song 'Dust' by Van Hunt. Maybe because I don't have a copy.
32. I don't like listening to the radio, but if I had to, I tune in to K-lite.
33. Since last week, I am now never without pain killers. (The OTC kind).

Wake Me Up When September Ends

Excuse my use of the cheesey entry title, but no other words encapsulate what i mean to say.


Sure it's not even time to sleep yet though I dread the minute I have to hit the sack.


I'm gonna have to wake up to ONE TOXIC week. There are a couple of events lined up, presentations to prepare for,dreadful phonecalls to make, meetings to attend,plus, there's my side project. I doubt I can go boxing next week. I haven't been able to wander in the mall for weeks now =(


I seriously can't wait for Saturday..October never sounded so sweet. Scratch that, when I wake up, I hope it's November already.


[SOMETHING CORPORATE: KONSTANTINE]

Lite. Peas. Lurve

I used to be a staunch believer.


Even before their first album was made available in the shelves of M1. But the allure of foreign artists kept me from being a solid fan through and through.


Bamboo's sophomore album was at my disposal for months now but it was only last night when i actually listened to it.


Maybe it's because they receive massive airplay.
Maybe it's because the sun is up, and i've got so many things to do..
Maybe it's because it was always fiestamazing
or maybe it's because I haven't been following the local music scene lately (don't hate me when i say I'm not a fan of Spongecola, Hale, Cueshe et al. I don't even know their songs!)


ALbeit my lack of fanatic display for the band, not once did I show despicable vibes for them. Heck I still think that Noypi should be the new anthem of the PI! I've seen them perform live on several occassions and it has always been one hell of a sensory pleasure (and visual too! hee) I mean who's not to be smitten by Bamboo's stage antics, Nathan's humour, Vic's seemingly coy demeanor and Ira's pretty boy charm?


So this is the part the groupie in me is revealed. See, I do own an autographed copy of their 1st album. Signed sealed delivered on Valentines '04 yo! haha! I hark back to that time like a silly school girl. Bamboo was soooo shy! and Nathan, was, well drunk hehe.


Nathan: What's your name?
Me: Pia
N: Astig! Pareho kayo pangalan ng ate ko!
M: Ah talaga?! Sign mo na yan
N: PIA!! WASABI ADIK!!
M (thinking): whatever floats your boat
M: Hey I was at your Kapatid gig last week at Rock Radio
N: Ayus! Taga alabang ka pala?
M: Di, BF
N: Ayus! ako rin! san ka?
M: Sa ____
N: Ayus! kapit bahay pala tayo!


Then from that moment on, I became a soi-disant friend of the band (ahaha check my friendster testimonial).


Ok enough fan girl.I wont even recount the time Kat and I went back to DLSU just to see them play hee. It was all caught on film though.


I can say that I am a fan of how they don't sound all angsty nor gooey and mushy or emo-ey (not that I'm not cool with emo). Also, mad props for the vocalist not sounding like, um, Chris Martin. They get extra points for taking on social issues. (oooh I just love a band with a social stand). Plus, who's not to love their mean cover of Dispatch's The General?


[HERMAN'S HERMITS: Mrs. Brown]

Dear Baby Adrien

Welcome to the world!


By the time you read this, I would:
a. hopefully have gotten a life beyond blogging
b. be in jail if not hell
c. have found my burning hunk of love


Okay, again, enough about me. Adrien, that will be the last time I shall call you by that name, as whether or not your sexy mama accedes, I will call you Sweet Suzie! hee.


Sweet, sweet Suzie, you certainly take after your mother. 12 hours of labor and a cesarean section, my do you know how to make a grand (manipulative) entrance. Yeah, that's how we Virgos do it. Already Sweet Suzie, I'm proud of you!


Sweet Suzie, I'm excited for who you'll be when you grow up. Surely, you'll grow up to be a svelte head turner like yo' momma and a rockstar like yo' poppa.


Sweet Suzie, I have to cut short this letter as I have heaps to do for work. I'll make it up to you soon ok?


xoxo,
Ex-Ninang Colon
(I reckon your mum wants to kill me after having written all these, thus, the 'ex-ninang')

3 Girls, 4 Guys and a Chicken Place

So yesterday I was abducted (with my consent, of course) by half of the Zobel barkada and was taken to a fastfood joint to have dinner with them. The lineup consisted of Jay, Poma, Jen, RJ,Kakat and her boyfriend Andrew! (So technically, that makes us 6 girls? hee). I didn't regret having to skip class as I had loads of fun with them. Although I did feel mighty queasy with the meal I had as I am not used to eating in fastfoods anymore (don't get me wrong, it's not like I've turned into a stuck up I-eat-only-in-restaurants type of schmuck, it's just that I like giving new restos a shot, besides, the last time I ate in a fast food was when I was with MS).


I was able to get home in time to see JD in all his cocky glory. Sad, sad that I have nothing to look forward to every Wed and Thur (see what a bore my life is?)



x.s.Oi, blockmates! Guess who'll be working for Marketing at SM SHANGHAI ?!?!! JACKSON!For more of the latest cheese about the block, do show up for dinner this Friday =)

Guess who'll be working in the same building as I mine beginning next month? legally bald!


I'm actually just waiting for the clock to strike 5 and off I go as Poma, Jen and Jay are already waiting for me downstairs. They just came from McCann to visit Jean Gay,Sugar and Tammers.

Lalalalala , 7 more minutes..


I want this shirt :

Life Essentials

CAVEAT: This is another me, myself and I post


On my way home last night, I realized how I'm slowly GENUINELY discovering myself (what with the events I've been through-careerwise). It is only truly this year that I am able to identify my weaknesses and manipulativeness (hee). More importantly,I think I'm beginning to know what I want and what I need.Unfortunately, I learned this the hard way last night. Anyways, from this moment on, I am never to be without PAINKILLERS! Yeah, that's really all I wanted to say.


Hey, I might as well live up to my alias right? So to cap off this post with a little more sense, I leave you with a ditty by Jamie Cullum:


After years of expensive education,a car full of books and anticipation, I'm an expert on Shakespeare and that's a hell of a lot but the world don't need scholars as much as I thought. Maybe I'll go travelling for a year,finding myself or start a career. I could work for the poor though I'm hungry for fame we all seem so different but we're just the same. Maybe I'll go to the gym, so I don't get fat,aren't things more easy with a tight six pack? Who knows the answers? Who do you trust? I can't even separate love from lust. Maybe I'll move back home and pay off my loans, working nine to five answering phones. Don't make me live for my friday nights, drinking eight pints and getting in fights.I don't want to get up, just let me lie in,leave me alone, I'm a twenty something. Maybe I'll just fall in love that could solve it all, philosophers say that that's enough, there surely must be more. Love ain't the answer nor is work, the truth eludes me so much it hurts. But I'm still having fun and I guess that's the key, I'm a twenty something and I'll keep being me.

El Pia/La Pia

This just cracked me up (though Im not quite sure if I elicited the right reaction..)



We've been corresponding since last week; I guess he had to muster enought temerity over the weekend to ask me this.


ha! ha! and ha!


May lalaki ba na ngalang Pia? Ang arte arte na nga ng signature ko sa emails, sky blue and purple in the fanciest fonts!! Bet next time he'll ask if I'm gay!


No really..I'm flattered.

Letter of the Day : L

My favorite desperada won! Whee! Though Marcia Cross is like a breath of fresh air (in the world of botox, i mean).

And of course, Lost triumphed...

Old (Mc) Donald had a farm..

And this is what made the Emmys worth watching :

Oh Dave! I will forever be indebted to the station that will put you back on air!