Yo-yo

Hay! Boring oi!

Life is like a yo-yo nowadays. I wake up go to the office. Pretend to work. Stare at the pc for 8 hours then go home. Sometimes, I’m getting crazy with this routine.

I think age is catching up on me. I feel old. I no longer find teeny bop movies cute. Geez! I think teenagers are kids. I’m also losing interest in night outs. I’d rather curl up in bed or I’d rather stay in a friend’s house and chat the whole night about nonsensical things.

Sometimes men or rather boys can be such a jerk. My sister has been dumped for someone else. But I must be evil because I’m really happy that they broke up. The guy was a loser anyway. My sister and I used to fight in the good old days. She would steal all my chocolates and I would be bitch and ignore her pleas to paly with. It didn’t improve when we grew old. We would fight about anything under the sun. Its no wonder she grew up hating me because I was such a bitch. But, wonders of all wonders I think we are becoming closer. She came her in Manila for her CPA review. She would come by our house to relax. Now, she’s here for her audit training and I would always enjoy my time with her. Ngayon ko lang na feel na ate ako hehehehe. I feel closer to my parents too. Geez, I guess I was the one who grew up,huh?
My husband has been pestering me to buy a canon eos 350d. As if! we even have the budget for it. With the all the payments we need for this year i.e. the condo, insurance bills,credit card bills, we never seem to run out of bills to pay. He has been surfing the net for pictures taken using that camera and I thought I was the one interested in photography. I argued that its not in the camera but the talent. To no avail! Hehehe. Who can blame him anyway, I’ve been wanting to own a SLR camera so I can blow my friends mind away with the fantastic shots that I get. Wish ko lang. Hah! I’m also adamnant in proving that I have the better eye of us two. The competition is ON my dear hehehe just wait and see. But for now, I’ll just let you drool over that new cam, of course I’m drooling too but hey! I’m sane enough to say NO to the purchase for now. If I win the lotto I’ll buy you state of the art equipment.Does any of you have an adobe photoshop tutorial? I want to hone my artistic skills. I know I can be creative when I want to, I used to do oil and charcoal painting. I don’t know if I can secrete my creative juices but hey, there is no harm in trying. I’ve been wanting to try one effect in adobe. I guess I’ll start this weekend. Yeah, I better start this weekend.

Also, I shook off my laziness and finally sorted our wedding pictures for layout. I am hoping the graphic artist can finish it before our 1st anniversary.

I’ve also been toying with the idea to have a pictorial garb in our wedding clothes. I hated the fact that we didn’t have that much pictures together during our wedding and I’ve spent sleepness night just thinking about it. Hahay! nasa huli ang pagsisisi.

Yiek and I are currently on a-watch-”Dr. House”-season-1-episodes marathon. Mainly, because Dr. House looks so much like Yiek, and the sarcasm so alike tsk! tsk! Dr. House reminds me of Verallo the crazy and sarcastic dermatologist from Cebu Doctors. He once said to Ria, “Tabangan tika ampo para mawala imong bugas?”. Hehe.

The art of letting go

“Warning: Ito ay isang paghahayag ng aking opinyon. Hindi po ako judgemental. Opinyon lang po…”

The art of letting go…

I’ve long wanted to post this. Even posted a la peyups style but I lost my words and I had difficulty connecting the dots so I’ll scrap that idea off.

Sinumang nagsabi nga art yang letting go. Sasapakin at tatadyakin ko. Art art ka dyan… masakit kaya yan (naks, nag parang Say na ako sa pbb).

Alam kung mahirap tangapin na hindi kana mahal sa iyong “love of my life”. Oops..opps..bago mo sabihin na “Ano ba tong pinagsasabi ng babaeng ito eh one and only lang nga boyfren mo at hindi ka nakaranas ng break-up”. Oo, isa nga ako sa may palad na nakakita ng isang mabait and mapagmahal na tao. Pero naranasan ko rin yan… oo hindi po perfecto ang aming pagmamahalan.

Alam kong gusto mo gumawa ng kahit ano. Kahit pa sasabihin nya na gumapang ka sa sahig at tumahol, gagawin mo para lang masa-sayo siya muli. Kahit ba alam mong hindi ka na nya mahal at na-aawa siya sayo, gusto mo pa ring mag beg na magkabalikan kayo? Tama ba yun? Hindi yan pag-big kundi awa. Kaparehas lang yun sa awa na nararamdaman mo kung may batang naghihingi ng pagkain sayo. Gusto mo ba yon? Babalikan ka dahil naawa sayo. Napaka-unfair naman non? Mahirap nang maibalik muli ang pagmamahal na nawala na. Parang nilonok mo na ang buong pride mo at nagiging pulubi ka sa kanyang konting piraso na pagmamahal. Mas mapalad pa nga sayo ang mga pulubi dahil mas madaling hanapin ang pagkain kesa sa pag-ibig.

Akala mo hindi niya alam na nagiging stalker ka na sa kanya. Lahat ng kanyang ginagawa gusto mo malaman. Ang reputasyon mo sa kanya ay lumi-it ng lumiit. Di nya na alam kung bakit ka nagkakaganyan.. at ibang- ibang na ang pag-tingin nya sayo. Kung dati cute yang ginagawa mo ngayon nakaka-inis na at natatakot na rin siya baka bigla ka nang sumulpot sa bahay nya at ano pa ang ma-isip mong gawin sa kanya.

Cguro sinabi nilang the “the art of breaking up”, dahil dapat tanggapin mo to na may dignidad na di mo sinira ang sarili mo at hindi nag i-iba ang pag-tingin nya sayo. ganon pa rin noon.

Craig David Don’t Love You No More (I’m Sorry) lyrics”

– I just can’t get this song out my head —

[VERSE 1]
For all the years that I’ve known you baby
I can’t figure out the reason why lately you’ve been acting so cold
(didn’t you say)
If there’s a problem we should work it out
So why you giving me the cold shoulder now
Like you don’t even wanna talk to me girl
(tell me)
Ok I know I was late again
I made you mad and then it’s throwing the pan
But why are you making this drag on so long
(i wanna know)
I’m sick and tired of this silly games
(silly games)
Don’t figure that I’m the only one here to blame
It’s not me here who’s been going round slamming doors
That’s when you turned and said to me
I don’t care babe who’s right or wrong
I just don’t love you no more.

[CHORUS]
Rain outside my window pouring down
What now, your gone, my fault, I’m sorry
Feeling like a fool cause I let you down
Now it’s, too late, to turn it around
I’m sorry for the tears I made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
You made it clear when you said
I just don’t love you no more

[VERSE 2]
I know that I made a few mistakes
But never thought that things would turn out this way
Cause I’m missing something now that your gone
(I see it all so clearly)
Me at the door with you inner state
(inner state)
Giving my reasons but as you look away
I can see a tear roll down your face
That’s when you turned and said to me
I don’t care babe who’s right or wrong
I just don’t love you no more.

[CHORUS]
Rain outside my window pouring down
What now, your gone, my fault, I’m sorry
Feeling like a fool cause I let you down
Now it’s, too late, to turn it around
I’m sorry for the tears I made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
You made it clear when you said
I just don’t love you no more

[BRIDGE]
Don’t say those words it’s so hard
They turn my whole world upside down
Girl you caught me completely off guard
On the night you said to me
I just don’t love you more.

[CHORUS 2X]
Rain outside my window pouring down
What now, your gone, my fault, I’m sorry
Feeling like a fool cause I let you down
Now it’s, too late, to turn it around
I’m sorry for the tears I made you cry
I guess this time it really is goodbye
You made it clear when you said
I just don’t love you no more

Cebu Pacific amvot

Allow me to vent!

$%^&**(*O*)&*(&*) ##$%$&^*&*&^$#$%#$&^&^(!@@#@#$$%

I freakin’ want to shout!!!! I just learned that Cebu Pacific launched a promo which runs all year round. Manila-CEB ticket is now just 999 with taxes 1700+ and dammit I bought our tickets
a week ago. Shit of all shits…I bought ours at TWICE the price. Argggg!!!

I cannot think straight! I’ve tried contacting Cebu Pacific to no avail. ALL LINES ARE BUSY. I even called mama in cebu just to contact cebu pacific. I can refund my ticket all right but I am charged 300 for each ticket and I have 2 roundtrip tickets, so that would be 4 tickets all in all. 300 x 4 = 1200. Shit! Shit! Shit! 1200 is a LOT of money.

AYOKO NA!!!! wah!!!!

China cup of coffee

I love coffee. How many times do I have to rave about coffee in this blog. Huh?

Since transferring here in my new company I’m lucky to have unlimited coffee. But mind you, I still haven’t perfected (I think I never will) my own concoction. Tia vicing makes the best homemade coffee (homemade means nescafe, sugar and creamer) and countless times I’ve tried to immitate her brew but to no avail. I think her coffee is better than starbucks or am I just biased?

Our office also provides cups, saucers and spoons so you won’t have to bring your own. Of course,if you are the maarte type,you can always bring your own mug. I brought mine for the 1st few weeks but brought it back home because I was too damn clumsy to break all our decent glasses at home.

Well, see we have these cute little porcelein cups in our cupboard and I would always look at it longingly. Hoping that I can one day, get to hold those dainty litte cups.

One fine day, I was thirsty for my daily cup of coffee. It just so happens that the cups were outside of the cupboard. “Pick me up”, “Pick me up” I heard them say. “Pick it up”, “Pick it up” I heard my mind saying. So I picked it up. What can a girl do? I am too weak to resist temptation and I’ve lost control of my hands. Without thought, I found myself mixing the coffee, creamer and sugar while humming to the tune of singing birds whatever that tune is.

I instantly imagine myself becoming Elisa Dolittle of MY Fair Lady. Trotting while holding a black ivory umbrella. Then,sitting in a garden while watching the men (dressed up in an unbuttoned white shirt, pants folded to the knees, covered in sweat while hammering the white fence. I think I’ve read too much romance novels). I can almost hear myself saying “The Rain in spain stays mainly on the plain” while drinking tea with my little pinky finger sticking up in a pa-sosyal way.

I shouldn’t have done this, because every damn time I’m looking at the cupboard and I ALWAYS find myself picking up that dainty porcelein cup.No wonder high class people, would always use chinawares in dining. It makes the food utterly delicious. Or am I just hallucinating?

P.S.

Wandering why its a no-no to take the cup? The dainty cups are for the special visitors or clients. I’m special naman right? hehehe

Waiting

Patience is something I have very little of.

So naturally, waiting for something just isn’t my cup of tea. I try to always come on the dot or even earlier so waiting for someone who is late for 15 minutes irks me the most, how much more if I have to wait for an hour? My ire is even fueled if the person I was waiting for acts nonchalantly.

I’m used to living a fast life. I can take a bath in 5 minutes max. Hell! I can even get ready in 10 minutes and that includes taking a bath and dressing up. My husband is exactly the opposite of me he takes things slow, is fond of staring into space thinking of I don’t know what, lounging in front of the tv before taking a bath. It is alleluia if he can get ready in 30 minutes. So you can just imagine how this is torture for me every damn morning. Morning is not my favorite time of the day as you can see.

I guess I am just so used to doing everything the faster way. Even as a child, I am known for getting ready in a huff. I want everything to be done right away.

I had my life planned out in my head. I dream and fantasize about it every night. The waiting I think is hell for me. Why can’t I enjoy what’s in front of me? Why can’t I just take each day as a blessing? I think my ambition is slowly killing me. I am trying but my ambition is blinding me.

Happy Halloween – delayed reaction

I know this is one week delayed for a halloween post. But hey! I’ve been busy. I didn’t even get the chance to rest because I have to render some ot last weekend. Somewhat my fault because I was adamant in going to vigan so screw the project! hehehe. I’ll blog about my experience in Vigan, if I can just get out of this hectic schedule!

The payroll program that mama has been pestering me about is usable so I think I can be 30% spared from her nagging. I wish I have the time to cook my specialty-chocolate cake but as of now I still cannot allocate a portion of my precious time not to mention the money to buy the utensils.

But eniway, I’m tattling about nonsense things and I’m out of my topic.

—so here goes my halloween entry—

I’ve always been interested in the supernatural as ya’all know. I’ve wished countless times, that I would be given the “3rd eye” gift. I’ve never experienced anything supernatural. nada! zilch!

I think I’ve lost my trail of thoughts and I can no longer remember what I want to write about. heh!

I’ll just give you a link of my long forgotten post. Its sorta related.Click here.

I do have one halloween message for all my friends:

When I die, please dress me up in all white. I want to be able to scare the shits on all of you and I am not joking.

Belated happy halloween.

Staring into space

I am really not in the mood to work right now. I know I’ve neglected this blog. I could have written a lot of stories from my so-called life but I’ve been busy these past few days and I couldn’t get into the mood to write something. Right now, I’m just one lazy pig, staring at the monitor, pretending to work and dreaming of far away places.