yipee.

i got a mattress.

second hand.

from neal.

p500....


pero wala parin akong rice cooker, mas gusto ko kasing magluto sa tsinelas.

paksit.

no rain

that's the blind melon song that keeps ringing inside my head.

All I can say is that my life is pretty plain



I like watchin' the puddles gather rain



And all I can do is just pour some tea for two



and speak my point of view



But it's not sane, It's not sane



I just want some one to say to me



I'll always be there when you wake



Ya know I'd like to keep my cheeks dry today



So stay with me and I'll have it made



And I don't understand why I sleep all day



And I start to complain that there's no rain



And all I can do is read a book to stay awake



And it rips my life away, but it's a great escape



escape......escape......escape......



All I can say is that my life is pretty plain



ya don't like my point of view



ya think I'm insane



Its not sane......it's not sane



i had the best and oddest clubbing experience there is last wednesday night, the company painted the training rooms too late, that the paint's fume were bothering the trainees so we were asked to go home earlier. all, almost, decided to go have alcohol binge session, my set of friends decided that we go to this vid-oki pub, rendezvouz. and for the first time in a month, i had a real party, ppl were wasted, and they were really singing their hearts out, i especially liked the part where everyone stood up, and were singing: escape...escape....yep, we are not sane. and we went to taste station for more booze and meet up with the guys who played dota, and had bacon and eggs.... eto ang the best: the scariest thingy i've ever seen since forever: piolo wore sandra's ring and it stuck in his middle finger cuz it's obviously too small for him, then he wanted to remove it cuz his finger was already purplish, vicky and moi and sandz had to force it out. haha. he was like a five year old crying, parang 911 emergency clip talaga.

and yesterday, thursday i did not get nuf sleep cuz miles drove me and belle home around 7am, my head was actually hurting muchos, and i were compelled to get up during lunch time, moi and belle decided that we have lunch at robi and i...i....i... got moi a pair of nike tsinelas. paksit, after much talks about being conscientious of my finances, i still am stuck in my old shell. but, wadahell, twas pink and it has flowers on it. yey. :) but, rice cooker na sana yun. teehee. trivia: during the week, moi actually got moi 3 pairs of tsinelas. one i especially like was from artwork---a canvas tsinelas, but, i guess i'll never get to wear it during un-dress down days cuz the acm had been issuing me warnings that i cannot wear flip flops. and the other pair's like really inexpensive(chelsea) and sandra got one in a different color, twas like the disciple's tsinelas. wukits. so much for the tsinelas speak.

gawd, i got an IR, a written warning, twas insubordination and neglect of work. eiwan. i wasn't pissed though am beginning to get used to it already, only etel did not issue and IR while i wasn't on the first or second month of training or before i got regularized. hehehehe. does that mean i got respect for the company? wowowow. ningning.

last night, the smell of the freshly painted room and all the saw dust hurt my eyes. we were even given surgical masks during the training. ang odd.

today: we drove past the ceres bus station after a mcdo breakfast of apple pies with CM, sandra, and miles....i contained the tears in when i saw CEBU. ampuoooocha. miss ko na ang cebu.


OH: they say law-ay when they don't like the place or the food, and would say pangimon when they meant jealous.....and it's really loud and sing-songy, abit high strung when they speak. hahaha. ilurve it.:)

But there's not a single person anywhere to whom I can say I am unhappy
because they would ask me why and the questions would begin and I would
break down. I mustn't break down because.... THE END OF THE AFFAIR, GRAHAM GREENE




imiss my sisterrrs. sorry about the turtle shobe...

school bus

sure i wanted someone to do the thinking for me, sure i wanted to wear someone's oversized jacket, sure, i wanted somebody to look after me, especially that am in a new city, yes, it's easier that i don't have to take mass transit home, that someone takes me to work and home and i have someone go get hash browns and hot choc'lit after logging out.

it was freakin' fine.


but, but, but,

iloveyou's are a bummer.

sooo stop.




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ewwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwness

amapola

my new home. ka igat sa name sa building sa? hahaha.

and it's still on rosario street.

in cebu i got 266 rosario.

<3

sighs. kalukring.

on stewardship and monday mornings

 

i had to bring the laundry to mister labada today, it was awful. i had to carry an almost 7kg of soiled clothes and have someone clean it for me and maldita ayo ang gal who weighs the laundry. grr. i do not have anything good to talk about cuz the cashier from the pastry shop near our place ruined my day. i queued, i asked for fresh lumpia(lumpia from a pastry shop for breakfast?), i got a chocolait from their fridge and asked for a couple of eclairs, then after a 5 minute wait she told moi she cannot sell them cuz she doesn't have change. i muttered: magsara nalang kayo.
the sales assistants here really have attitude, and usually am not up for a verbal combat whenever am at the mall. under my breath i would just utter maldita then walk away. hay.

i've been wearing the same shirt i've worn since saturday, the gals from the dorm and moi had coffee at bo's sorento, sobrang pointless if you'd be out here, the coffee shops would close at midnyt or at 2am. eiwan. then i went to church wearing the same fenk shirt, then had dinner with jerjer and his childhood buddies in that same shirt, slept in it,then went out to buy breakfast without changing. it's letting go BIG TIME. i wouldn't try this back home. hehe.

today, i've an exam to pass. gawd, i've been bombing every technical exams we have.

i'm getting used to the fact that almost everyone speaks ilonggo, now, my tongue is getting the fluidity of the language, after all it's really a huge part of moi, and i've to learn speaking it really well. i'll make my mita proud. ha!

i just saw that ppl here would go for their own ppl, patronize their own restaurants, buy from the homegrown cake shoppes, and they have tubo and copras and bangrusan(???) every where, and they piko and pala their money(hoe and shovel) but, they bulldoze their debts. haha. ;)
ilove how closely knitted they are to their family and how they have to spend the weekends committed to spending it with their folks and siblings. it's soooo much like being in gensan, no more like being in marbel or surallah, where you can take a striker and tell him to take you to the old house, to the house on the uma, to the tindahan and they'd know.

it's beginning to be home. i guess. ha. ;)
but, i still feel newness in everything, parang nangangapa. masaya na kahit pano. pero paksit ako sweldo come pay day cuz am paying the downpayment for the pad. maaaaan, it's 11k almost! murag nipalit ko'g mobile phone, irits.

and i've to buy a mattress and stuff for the house such as a rice cooker. hay..... grover. makapulubi. am not moving into another city in the next 2 years. iswear. ('tik lang)....

dichee will have the baby this month. am excited. no, that's an understatement. but, NATHANIEL BARTIN, tita raen knows you'll be healthy and you'll be beautiful like that.

i don't wanna go to work. why would some ppl from work be concerned about me marrying a good guy. for pete's sake, i will marry and i will marry rich and die richer. haha.


oh, yesterday, at church, the talk was about stewardship---that us and Him are partners, He is still the owner however, we would work together, that moi should take care of wut He asked moi to manage, such as my body---that moi should quit lighting a cigarette and do yoga. hahaha. and tithing---- that i've to get used to living on the 90% of my income and the tenth belongs to Him, He was wise enuf to ask for the tenth because it doesn't seem too minimal to be insignificant but, does not seem to be too taxing for us..... and once again, You speak it sooo clearly Lord.

hugs cebu.


oh, am moving on october 1. my pad is empty. ampooocha. but, yehey parin. masundo gyapon ko sako schoolbus.haha. ;)

You go from dream to dream inside me. You have passage to my last shabby corner, and there, among the debris, you've found life. I'm no longer sure which of all the words, images, dreams or ghosts are "yours" and which are "mine." It's past sorting out. We're both being someone new now, someone incredible... Thomas Pynchon, Gravity's Rainbow

etel holidays 05

some pics i found and copied from gen. hehehehe

my imaginary household

yahoo's blocked on almost every pc in the training room and i cannot sign in to multiply, soooo i've been blogging on my lj acct....

http://marchraenmaker.livejournal.com/

i needed centering, no, more of an accurate gameplan because things and life has had gotten off track these days. some even misinterpret me as flaky and that. okits i may act flaky and ditzy but i really wouldn't bother anyone. and why would they care if i cling to one person the whole time, and they'd call it cuddling? argh.

i miss jaez. hahaha. i now have a guy friend who is more of the jaez substitute, i guess everywhere i go, i'd have a substitute for every guy or gal pal i have in a city or a company.

oh, i found two houses. am not counting on the first pad, am looking into getting the other pad, but, am not quite sure whether i should be taking it. it's 5k for pete's sake. and my paycheck slash payroll account would end up really dented.

am gonna die hungry in piayaland. awwwww.....

my set of friends(ha! progress noh, i've new set of buddies na...) were planning to take an hour trip to a waterfall resort next weekend. am going. congratulate moi. hehehehe.

team building will now start taking place every saturday at the guy's dorm, a bottle of red horse's needed for coaching, every agent/tsr's required to bring one. hahaha.


after muchos whining and muchos mishap, i've an OS test to pass cuz i've been slacking off and bombing every techie test there is last week, i've a house and a contract to look into, i've to save, booh, i've the whole bacolod ahead of moi and it will be fine.

oh yeah, we lost a charades game. i got les miserables and dangerous liasons tho. haha. we butt-spelled. ;)

after log out miles/cm/sandy had breakfast at mcdo lacson, ithink, and we drove sandra to silay, which is a 20minute drive away from the real city, hehehe, then took cm home. that was a real real rode trip. i hated it. nakakahilo. but, at least miles was kind enuf to show moi around piayaland.

i guess everything's lookin' up and i've really got to get used to take out whilst am here.



i don't think about us that much,
i know that when you are close by
the world turns out pink and
all is right.

but, do not ask me,
what about us...


yakap cebu. ;) yer missed.


and jaez, i will go home and i'll spend the whole saturday wasted with you. yer missed, muchos.

happy birthday ma!