VPAL-EM , the beginnings

(L-R) Maricris, Arlene,Georgia, Ria, Mau, Maila, me and Monette

VPAL-EM (an acronymn known only to the members hehe) is a group of beautiful and intelligent ex-NEC ladies . ..Ahem that includes me of course.

How was it formed?

It was formed during the most tumultuous moments of our lives, ows? Georgia and I are bestfriends. Ria and Georgia were NEC batchmates and seatmates, Ria and Arlene were roommates, Arlene and Maila are close friends. All 4 of them are batchmates. On the other hand, Arlene and Maila were my groupmates. Monette was Ria’s groupmate. Maricris was Ria’s AOTS buddy and Mau was my batchmate and Ria’s groupmate. So with all that merry-go-round connections we merged and became one. Nyaks!

It started when Georgia was convincing us to enroll in Slimmer’s world. So, thinking that we can make our body a la J.LO, we were hoodwinked into joining. Twice or thrice a week we would all go to Slimmers to attend taeboo and hip hop classes then afterwards eat fruit salad @ thirsty or ice monster.

I was all by my lonely self (Yiek was already working in Manila), Ria broke-up with her b.f., Arlene got dumped, Maila was already single beforehand, Georgia was struggling with her relationship, Mau was a different matter (he was struggling with ..eeer his pimples and boylets), Maricris was on BT from Manila(a certified NBSB!) and Monette was the only one with the perfect relationship. We were each others comfort. (Am not so sure if this is grammatically correct, Yiek is a maniac in correcting my grammar.). And of course we were also the most beautiful girls in the company, that’s why we were sikat (i-insert pa dyud no!).

One night at Malapascua (I wasn’t able to go with them, the reason as of now escapes me), Ria was pouring out all her hinanakits and secrets. So come company beach party night, when the boys were drowning in alcohol and the girls were left with nothing to do, we were all pouring out our dirtiest secrets. I can honestly say that, that night was the official beginning of VPAL-em and so it started that no secret was left undiscovered.

Our friday night gimmick consisted of playing dance revo, race car and basketball in timezone capped by ordering mocha frappucino in Starbucks, We always had a blast! Maila was our commander in chief, yes mam!, Ria our entertainer,me and georgia the ..err the pa cute girls, arlene our loyal dog (wala na akong maisip eh!), Mau our bigatlon bayot(all boys to him are gay! which made us think that our population will soon be dwindling),monette our budgetter and maricris our habolin ng lalaki girlash. We’d send each other flowers during our birthdays and they gave me my most unforgetable last day in NEC-Cebu.

We all knew, that we have to big steps so we can realize our dreams. So we, started planning for our resignations hehehe. I for one have no choice but to go here in Manila to be with Mr.Pesky. Georgia accepted her first job in Manila where she had a psycho boss by the way, I requested for HR transfer and Ria accepted a handsome job. The three of us could never understand other peeople’s qualms on coming here as we had fun, fun, fun! We never felt this free in our whole lives! Pollution? Kevs! Rally? Kevs! A few months after, Arlene requested also for H.R. Transfer, Monette accepted a job in Accenture and Maunes in CyberyJ. So there…

How quick we were in forming our group was also how quick we dwindled. Maila accepted a job in Japan, MAricris went to Singapore, Arlene also went to Singapore and Monette, well she was a special case. She, Georgia and I had a tiff, we weren’t able to patch things up and she remained detached to the barkada. And just this morning…Ria is on her way to Japan. From 8 we are now down to 3, all took a risk for a better life outside the Philippines. As for me, Georgia and Mau, we are still looking for the chance of a lifetime.

I don’t know when the group will ever see each other again but I’m thankful for the short time we’ve been together. That was definitely, one of the peak moments of my so-called life.

Note:

I’m too lazy to format the picture labels so as “Note” na lang.
1st pix -Our one and only pictorial with the whole group present. Nagpa hot oil kami! para shiny and lustrious hair.
2nd pix – Freestyle concert. Libre ako dito! I can’t remember who gave me the free ticket. Promo ng ayala, libre coffee, 150 worth of Gerry’s Grill etc..etc..
3rd pix – Arlene’s bday @ blue mountain (am not so sure of the name). Arlene and Jason’s most memorable moment happened that night. Yayay ko! hehehe. Also, Ria and I got drunk, so drunk we didn’t know what we were saying.
4th pix – NSP Beach Party. where all our secrets were revealed.
5th & 6th pix – Georgia’s despidida party (she was on her way to Manila) and Ria is celebrating becoz Ronald paid her the long overdue utang. And this was the time nga gi-lubot namo si Mau, sa pictures lang!

Devoid

This morning, I got a call from my Mother that my Lola and Tita who I was suppose to tour tomorrow in Intramuros went home in a frenzy because my Tito, mama’s older brother passed away just this morning.

My mother’s voice was breaking but I couldn’t offer any solace. I just said OK. 5 minutes after my tita called, asking me if I knew the latest news. I said, yes and nothing else, then went back to sleep.

woke Yiek up at 9:00 am and said “Di na ta madyon ugma kay ning uli si Lola. Namatay si Tito Don-don gaina buntag.”. I was speaking as if I was just relaying that breakfast was ready.

Detached, that is what I felt and what I am feeling right now. I was the same when my Lolo passed away 2 years ago. I always void myself with those so-called emotions. Maybe because I wasn’t close to them? I don’t know. I feel like a cold hearted bitch for feeling this way.

27 and counting…

I am exhausted, 3 hours of “trying” to cook Tiramisu. All in the name of LOVE. I won’t be doing this if it weren’t for Mr. Pesky’s birthday. I decided that I’d venture my baking skills to something more challenging. After countless calls to my MOm (mom na lang para sosy LOL!), and giving me a lengthy instruction, I proceeded to try my luck. But, the amnesia in my hopeless brain kicked in and I forgot to add the oil, so off to the trash bin it went. 2nd try, uh! uh! I am in deep shit! These cake is making me crazy, hay! I hope the filling is enough to salvage this cake. Huhuhu! It is so freakin’ hard, I tell you. This is the first and last time that I’ll be baking this cake. ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE!!!! I deserve lotsa hugs and kisses for THE EFFORT.

Tomorrow, I’ll put some choclit icing on it, hope it tastes like Tiramisu or I’ll rant endlessly to my Mom for even convincing me to bake the darn cake. And again for the sake of LOVE, I am baking lasagna tomorrow …errr today pala at 1 PM, this I’ve made thrice so I am pretty sure I’ll pull this off.

Anyways, I am too tired to tell stories so I’ll just post pictures.

Ohh.. MR. Pesky HHHHAAAPPPYY BBBIIIRRRTTTHHHDDAAAYYY! You are 27 so that means I will also be turning 27. Jeez, should this be a happy birthday. I slaved myself in the kitchen no! so you should have a happy birthday or else I’ll kick your balls.

Yes Mam! Sir! Separate Egg yolks from egg white

When the mouse is not looking, you pack it hard! (sa maka gets lang!)

Do you like my packing? LOLZ!

When Claire gets bored

Horror Looks (..err horror nga ba?)

Kalibangon ko!

Nganong bati man ni nawong akong bana oi! LOLZ!
Hmm..mura man ko gibungot ani!!

It’s a girl thing! Har!har! o.k. I am freaking myself out.

Green with envy this hearts day

I am banging my keyboard, blogging and GREEN with envy. Shecks! Valentines always unleashes my jealousy.

One of my officemate is planning to buy cheesecake and wine for his GF, while another is planning to surprise his GF with a candle light picnic. Shit! Why did I have such an unromantic husband..Grrr!

All he said was “Don’t expect any flowers!”. Darn! I can accept any kind of flowers even the ones you can just pick anywhere. But I am not partially into flowers, I’d rather have a box of Ferrero Rocher. You reading this dear husband? PLEASE give me a box of Ferrero Rocher or …buy me charles and keith shoes. PLease! Please! hehe

Anyways, HAPPY VALENTINES TO YOU ALL!

Please pray for me

I think I need divine intervention. Haalllp!

I know I am procastinating, but but just a few sentences of the damn book, my eyes droops.

Lord, help me pass the MCSD.Net. Pleeeaaasse!

Mentos Moment

Crack…

“What the hell was that?”

“Syet yung front clasp ng bra ko naputol, papano ba to? pakshet!”

“Syet parang nakikita na yung nipple ko” sabay takip sa hinaharap ng braso.

Umiiling, pinagmamasdan yung mga tao, sabay punta sa c.r.

“Papaano ba to huhuhuhu, buti na lang maliit yung boobs ko. hindi obious masyado.”

Sa cubicle ng c.r….

“parang sprite to a, a la straw sa baso-baso sa straw. Parang kailangan ko ng Mentos para magkaroon ako ng bright idea.”

“Papaano kaya to huhuhu, bad shot talaga. sabi ko na nga ba mangyayari to, kasi naman pinagpilitan kung isuut yung bra na alam kung sira na yung isang clasp. Hindi umepek yung scotch tape kung nilagay.Ang ganda kasi ng bra sayang naman itapon ko, seamless pa naman.”

“Hmm..strapless naman tong bra ko. Kunin ko nga yung isang strap.”

After placing the clasp of the strap on both ends..

“Syet, di carry, ang haba kasi ng strap.”

Tinali yung strap nang tatlong beses…

“Ang sagwa tingnan, pero ang luwag pa rin eh wah!”

Ini-ikot ikot yung strap sa kung saan-saang bahagi…

“Ayos! carry pala pero hindi pang long time. Nako 30 minutes na ako dito wala kasing Mentos eh!”

Dumaan sa receptionist at nakakita ng paperclip

..Ting! Biglang may light bulb sumulpot

“Jheng…may paperclip ka ba, naputol kasi clasp ng bra ko”

Sagot naman ni Jheng , “O ito, pili ka ng dark color para di obvious. Oi ang ganda ng blouse mo!”

“Oo, maganda nga” Sabay smile

“Ano yan, burda?”

“Ay! print lang. bwahaha hindi nya alam 50 pesos lang to sa ukay-ukay. Galing ko magdala ng damit!”

Punta ulit sa c.r. …

“Ayos! fit na fit yung paperclip. bagong Style ito, di nyo ba alam? Ako ang magpapa-uso nito.”

Bed of Roses?

They say that marriage is a lifetime of adjustments. What sane fool would enter into such a wretched thing, knowing that as time would pass by, the bed of roses would simply wilt.

What then would marriage be if the novelty has worn off?

There were times that I’d curse the daylight for giving up such comforts so consume was I, that I’d wallow myself in depression and crying ’bouts. Fool was I, to wallow myself is such a pitiful state. I was too blind to see the daylights. My eyes are now open but do forgive me if once in a while I’d be blinded again.

Acceptance replaces the wilting rose, once in a while you’d see some pieces of unwilted petals here and there, you pick it up and bask in its glow. Yes, it is the key to a happy marriage but it does take a while to swallow, for who would want to swallow a tasteless thing.

Acceptance is like Virgin Coconut Oil. You take it in, not because of its taste but because you know that in the long run it will be for your betterment.

Funny-Scary

Last night was a fun-ny experience, my hands are just itching to blog.

It started with the mirror. Bath area, sink, mirror and toilet bowl-this is the arrangement of our bathroom. Imagine my surprise when I saw the mirror on the bath area.

“Dar, ikaw gabutang aning samin sa kaligo-anan.”

To which Yiek replied, “wa oi, basin ikaw gabutang”.

“Haller! nganong ako man ibutang diha. Naunsa!”

Yiek: “Kinsa man gabutang be..”

Me: “Imposible man di ba nga mo abot siya diha. Hala ka naay abat”

A few minutes after the light went off

Me: “Brown out?”

and it went on and off again.

Me: “Unsa man na oi”

and then it went on and off again.

Me: “hala ka! naay abat! naay abat! naay abat! nganong ingon ana man nang suga be”
In my mind: “basin naa duwende diri ning ingon biya ang manghuhula nga swerte ko aning balaya. nga ning kalit lang ko naa 500 sa akong pitaka. halaka ka. Mau na ni! cge ko ingon nga unta maka feel ko ug abat!” -> hahaha, my mind has gone completely haywire.

it went on and off again for three consecutive times.

Me: “tan-awa! tan-awa! ang hallway naay suga. naay abat! naay abat!”

I then went outside and learned that the stupid guard was turning our lights on and off. Haller!

..and I thought that there were “not like ours” on our condo unit. I wanted to run, but at the same time I wanted to see this strange thing. But I can still think logically, I was adamnant in asking the neighbors if their lights were also fluctuating, good thing the neighbor was outside and told us that they were having a problem and we might be affected.

I still don’t know how I would react if it were the real thing. Let us just wait and see…