Thursday, July 31, 2008
options
if you tell me to just say yes
i will say yes without even thinking.
while they say that fools rush in.
i tell you we'll never know if we don't.
hey you
but that one hour on an 8 hour work day actually makes my week.
i hope you know that.
♥
and then.
Midnight's Children by Salman Rushdie
best bulalo dinner from luxor hotel to date.
i hate it when people yell at me.
first day cramps.
dinner with johnny at cabana- i wonder why i would not ever say no to him altho he isn't my fave person now-haha.
saw trean's video & she's dancing!!
and dear you,
for whatever it's worth, it was fun whilst it lasted!
x0x0
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
adverbs
but it's candy you've had before and it probably won't kill you.
Daniel Handler - Adverbs
gelo's been feeding me with jollibee cheeseburger meal the past couplah days. i still want more!
i love the rainy day walking hand in hand with the one i lurve
NOT!
i hate our apartment. i wanted to look cute pero the rain bundak to the maximum and cab companies in this city are supah unreliable. so, i had to change into a really lousy velour sweats and an adi top that sticks/clings too much people would think i went swimming. leche.
okay, i realize one should never go for people. hayers.
dear gelo,
happy 13th month pay. hehehe. :)
i want the following on payday tuesday: body shop strawberries lotion/ a shirt from guess- maka addict na jud. hahaha.
sana ilista nang santa clause kong insik.
my whining also eats people. so i thunk i should shut up najud.
oh well.
edits: HAPPY SECOND ANNIVERSARY WAVE 1!
and one agent beckoned me to his station, when i asked why he said.. wala nahidlaw ko simo. (i missed you:).. hahaha.. grovers kasweet!
♥
Chris tells me that when you are trying to say limot ko or lipat ko the proper way of saying it is.. I FORGET.. YAWN LANG.
and yeah, remember i wrote people who have insipid tastes in clothes have bad hearts? IT IS SOOOOOO TRUE!
and i hate it when someone who has the nicest face cannot speak english properly. call center english is sometimes poorly done. mine isn't call center english- it's delilah kinda english. ayyyyyyyyyy nalang. bits fitch jud ning ako tungod sa pms. payday na please!
A purpose of human life, no matter who is controlling it, is to love whoever is around to be loved.
Kurt Vonnegut, Sirens of Titan
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
i alt 3 you
love covers all wrongs. proverbs 10:11
--
tired tired. puro intas ang class ni christian. even miss bacolod is taking calls. kaloka.
and agents who were transferred to the mobile phone account would tend to say hi to me more often. is it me they're missing? wahahahaha!
why can't grown ups really say wut they feel? hayers.
Monday, July 28, 2008
kewl all the same
shout out to shobe and verlaine. happy birthday! hope life treats you gals well.
shobe cannot wait to see kairi cate.
in the essence of making do and being fab at being broke and non shopping. i cleaned the house. i thank Him for the strength i did not suppose i have.
now all rooms smelled like coconut and lavender incense. and linens smelled like kenji! think a whole lot of sprinkling of j&j milk powder!
and yeah,
i pondered that people who have insipid tastes in clothes have bad hearts. yawn lang.
God bless!
Sunday, July 27, 2008
you're the only light i ever saw
bwahaha. 321 views over the weekend after i posted the photo kissing don miguel. shucks. either people think i am being loudly out there or they must've thought am gay. haha. ♥
went out with the girls for dinner last night at pepe's.in attendance were nazel,then don, then czar and brothers,then janice, then grace. we missed ninya. weekly party easily gets old man gyd nins. haha.
my mind's on a lot of things lately, so i hardly enjoy being out. but,i had fun taking pictures at sorento,then breizh, then dancing with czar/don/eds/nazel and gp at mo2 ice. this time walang disaster. wala'y guy na manguot or gal pal na nag cause ug wardrobe malfunction.
aiiiiiiiii nako! baile con migo!
i left early. i kinda wanted saturday dinners and easy cocktails and then sunday lunches. quiet and easy, para i don't miss church. hayers.
today, i am still on the lazy sleepy mode. gelo asked me to make breakfast. as useless we have been feeding ourselves with processed food. i think mayatap nalang mi sa bacon. but, at least i learned na tao din pala si angelo. he ate a cookie. he wouldn't eat anything that doesn't have legs except rice. so i think a cookie is progress.
too tired to do house work and be a pom pom girl for his ball game today. so he left alone.
♥
it pisses me off when tigulbam guys from mike's account sneak behind my back and then try to catch me off guard. bweset. sakit sa ulo baya makuratan. ugg.
and i hate it when i am with some guys from exfuja and his guy friends would suddenly yell, michael ong! michael ong! sobra ka mature.
..
is a 26 year old gal capable of being infatuated? kafunny sa thought. if someone had to choose, would you choose a life of consistency but wala na spark or would you choose semi destitution and live in a bahaykubo but sparks fly? haha. kaloka.
sylvia plath ikaw bah yan?
..
being silly with gelo, i asked him to feed me like how an adult would feed a child, i asked, if we get older and i become senile would you do the same?
he said, yes, like how the guy loved his gal in the notebook. and he said parang 50 first dates na subo(sad) version..
--
ahay, my boy jerks tears out of my eyes in a good good way gyud. at times,i lose sight of that. pero, true enuf,when you love a person, that person is already an extension of your heart.
..
i also asked him if he remembered the times when we were sooo poor in camp amapola we'd have to split everything to the last centavo. he then quipped, and that time when we went out for movies but had to count the change.
..
grabeh..
"I love you,' he said.
Zing, thought Jane. "
- from austenland
Friday, July 25, 2008
this city, sings.
If you listen, you can hear it.
The city, it sings.
If you stand quietly, at the foot of a garden, in the
middle of a street, on the roof of a house.
It's clearest at night, when the sound cuts more
sharply across the surface of things,
when the song reaches out to a place inside you.
It's a wordless song, for the most,
but it's a song all the same, and nobody hearing it
could doubt what it sings. And the song sings the
loudest when you pick out each note.
Jon McGregor - If nobody speaks of remarkable things.
--
okay 2 days ko nag emergency leave however, the apartment bored the wits out of me, so i am back from outer space.
thursday morning til friday morning i splayed in bed w/out even getting out of it, til i realized i stink and i am hungry..
today gelo and i did the groceries. and our php700 got us:
local biscuits
choclit chip cookies
some pretzels
one 400 gram bacon
1 plastic bottle of table salt
1.5 litre of coke
2 kg 7 tonner rice- thinking we should buy local but, local is more mahal than those from other countries nonetheless, we bought local anyway since we can still afford to buy local. ewan next time.
sanitary pads
3 bars of ivory soap
mahgahd. sana marealign na ang sweldo with wut's mandated by the government. pero wala. wala parin.
anyway, my issue after weeping my tush off at HR is still unresolved. i'm thinking of resolving it my own way. and bahala na si batman.
God after all this hooplahs is indeed great. even if i have difficult people around me, plus people who feel like they helped but, did not really help and made my situation more difficult- hello, sana wala ka nalang nagpaka hero and i would've gone out of this company with 3 months worth of pay and i would've been somewhere.. God is still faithful.
this job is indeed a Jericho. pero sige nalang. beggars cannot be choosers. ü
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
tres
10000bc
last saturday:
akitch: babe, daw decent man top ko?"
gelo: ayyy, change ka lang.
akitch: why haw?
gelo: kay daw ka BARBARIC sang suot mo!
status quo
-Dear Dumb Diary
..
oh well, never go for people gyud, yofaks ko go thru sa mga bloodhounds today. maka irits na. at times when i feel like i have my way na, kalit ra naay reroute.
..
i am dreamy about the 2 kiddies; come january gelo and i would have instant kids! ♥
..
as of the moment my status in the company is still in the works. grabeh, daghan na kaau tomorrow tomorrow. i'm thinking that everyone who has a say in my stay are nincompoops cuz they should've figured everything out prior to moving me where they think i belong.
..
Hay nakow. at times this city has walls like that of jericho. i have to either go around it and then topple it, or maybe i can start climbing over it.
God's been steadfast. silent but, steadfast.
..
on food:
i want a whole bunch of fresh lychees
vanilla latte
double espresso
blueberry cheesecake
wasabi popcorn
buko salad
buko pandan
haha. kaloka. i wish angelo would take me on a food trip. my heart is hurting.
i wanna go to kuppa too.
hayers.
sana mag morph into bruce wayne ka dato si gelo. i also liked his apartment in gotham.
labo.
happy work week.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
kairi cate
Start: | Sep 14, '08 |
End: | Sep 17, '08 |
Location: | cebu |
okay,baby sister scheduled to give birth to her first child- a daughter.
unta makabirthday si kentoot sa ia first baby cousin. ü
tinood, grace falls like rain. ü
enuf said
"This world is filled with things that will never make sense. Trying to make so much sense of them will only result in one thing. Spending the rest of your life trying to remember what you were like before any of it mattered."
At Last There is Nothing Left to Say by Matthew Good
gelo and i dated today. after work i caught up with him and asked him if he can take me out. so we saw dark knight. excruciating, painfully long movie. must see on a weekend not on a work day.
hayers. lemme have a decent job Lord.
Monday, July 21, 2008
bangag.com
hubog. or i wanna be hubog. pede sad hubag.
nagningning nalang cuz nangita ug jobs sa internet. hello jobs in dubai?
ayoko nang magbirmingham. where you go, i won't follow keeu.
giyaaaafaks mag cge gaya kay sylvia plath.. running towards two directions.. yofaks..
sa kasuko nako nahan ko malit bag-ong handbag. pero di nalang.
sana ako si gretchen.
we will catch dark knight today. i've been up for about 14 hours! pit bull ahu-ahu!
So tell me have you ever really .. really, really ever loved a woman?
the female hormones are the the most bothersome of things created by nature. the whole weekend was spent on weeping over the tiniest inconsequential stuff.
lemme just go over the weekend lest i forget what happened..
friday: i decided i don't want to work for ops..(magtanda mo na di tanang pinoy mapa-alila ninyo kano-a mo!)
saturday: after shift nazel and i played casino, umuwing talonan at luha-an..
dinner at red moon with the girls, clubbing at ice, czar and i got ourselves tequila sunrise and strawberry margarita, we danced but, i don't like dancing at ice, i like the old mo2 south bettah..then i went home cuz i don't like the smoke of cigarettes getting into my eyes cuz they sting and i cannot see people.
sunday: gelo and the inkjet guys played ball at tay tung high, then they had batchoy at chinky's(the place to be--eeck!) and i got halo halo.. i slept the whole night cuz angelo had to go to work since our rest days are now set on different schedules. i hate it.
monday: gelo and i had lunch at greenwich- i found out bati na ang pan na gigamit nila sa ila pizza,murag pan na dili oa, so down with their pepperoni overload. ü i got me a new logo shirt from guess- on sale. dikapugong.
i still am reporting to work, the huge fishes are saying hi to me, trying to be nice para muwork ko. nge nila, atoot, bati silag nawng. bati bati bati. hi ra mo na hi. and the other guy na kalahi sa adopted daughter ni bradgelina told me to reconsider. I WON'T mah mehn. i won't. i will rather work for the talibans if there are any left than work for unhappy harrassed people like you na wala nahibaw-an sa ekount kundi HOLD LUNCHES AND BREAK til mga yatafs na ila agents. murag palangke ila ops flor, and i don't think i can ever afford to be a tindera ng mga schues cuz the whole time gusto nila mag stand up ang TL during their shift. mahal mag schlerotherapy of blood veins kaya!
talked to my sisters. they told me to move back home, then to move back to BCD once i find a center that would relocate me here. all my stuff should be housed at gelo's place. if not, all should be sent back home.
una, housing at gelo's place would be better, cuz i don't think i have enuf moolah for shipping to and fro.
if all things would work out too- kairi chase(ang name sa anak ni shobe:) and kenji nathaniel would live with me and gelo. i want. i ♥. so sana matuloy!
pray for me. hope all things work out the way i want Him to fullfil His promises. anyway, all things would still boil down to Jeremiah 29:11. His promise KEPT.
something i learned over the weekend: kaya mo man na kung gustohon mo, except budlay.
(you can do it bastian, except that it'll be difficult:)
and on loving a gal, boys should know this:
You've got to give her some faith,
Hold her tight, a little tenderness.
You've got to treat her right.
She will be there for you taking good care of you ...
You really gotta love your woman yeah.
And when you find yourself lying helpless in her arms,
You know you really love a woman.
When you love a woman,
You tell her that she's really wanted.
When you love a woman,
You tell her that she's the one.
She needs somebody, to tell her that it's gonna last forever.
So tell me have you ever really ... really, really ever loved a woman?
happy work week. keep me in your prayers. i needed a job soon. ♥
edits: ug kalagot. they will not let me go and will work something out. i hate it na masyadow.. sooo inutil..
stuck in a moment
Of anything in this world
There's nothing you can throw at me
That I haven't already heard
I'm just trying to find
A decent melody
A song that I can sing
In my own company
I never thought you were a fool
But darling look at you
You gotta stand up straight
Carry your own weight
These tears are going nowhere baby
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And now you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
I will not forsake
The colors that you bring
The nights you filled with fireworks
They left you with nothing
I am still enchanted
By the light you brought to me
I listen through your ears
Through your eyes I can see
And you are such a fool
To worry like you do
I know it's tough
And you can never get enough
Of what you don't really need now
My, oh my
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
Oh love, look at you now
You've got yourself stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
I was unconscious, half asleep
The water is warm 'til you discover how deep
I wasn't jumping, for me it was a fall
It's a long way down to nothing at all
You've got to get yourself together
You've got stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
Don't say that later will be better
Now you're stuck in a moment
And you can't get out of it
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if our way should falter
Along the stony pass
And if the night runs over
And if the day won't last
And if your way should falter
Along this stony pass
It's just a moment
This time will pass
magsige nalang ko hinilak. there are times when you have soooo many things in mind, and you feel like you are unable to get thru sticky situations. pero even the worst thing of the moment will honestly pass. hopefully, i could get out of this predicament the soonest possible time.
another like this!
credits: ninya's picasa- http://picasaweb.google.com/ninyamarie/GirlsDellNightOut
7/19/2008
last saturday's supposedly girls' night out - after dinner at red moon (sorento)/ rice and tenderloin beef with broccoli-spellcheck.. however, we had to catch up with dave's team at ice for some reason.
♥
Friday, July 18, 2008
i love pink and i am redundant
with operations i know i am bound to fail cuz i never even considered wanting to be a supervisor for exfuja. and likewise, i have been unhappy with training deliverables, much more if i were a sup. plus, the unfortunate encounter with the 300 lbs albino that everyone calls boss is simply causing me soooo much anxiety.
tonight, i asked my manager whether i have another option aside from being a supervisor for nesting, then it boiled down to letting me go on the grounds of redundancy.
i feel like the thorn bird. finally, that bothersome prickle is somehow removed.
now i look forward to job hunting and prepping myself up for non-shopping/ and staying foolish and staying hungry- as ppip would put it. i don't know what's more hurtful, not having a job and not having money- i know this will hurt as i have bills to pay and not a peso is named to moi in any banks.. or having a job that's a bone to pick on every day.
i was once told by a friend that she wishes to be like me cuz i can walk out of a situation when i am unhappy.
i am elated that i can now walk out of this situation altho i am uncertain what will become of me in the next couplah months.
waaaaaaaaaah, happy weekend. see you in birmingham love!
And you begin to learn
That kisses aren't contracts
And presents aren't promises
With every good bye you learn.
-After A While - Veronica Shofstall
destination
If you don’t know where you are going, any road will take you there.
-Lewis Carroll
i broke down at home after work today. di nanako ni macarry me, carry do. i hate being tired TIRED. lain.i wanted to gripe about everything that is idiotic at work pero sige nalang, i'll let it go. i'll gripe at the right venue at the right time- just last night i could not think cuz i was too tired.
gratitude list:
gelo
shobe and the baby it.
dich and kentoot.
and the 4am lunches. haha!
delirio.
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair,
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
- Pablo Neruda
Thursday, July 17, 2008
fine tuning
hayers.. this crazy thing called lurve.. :)
I’ve been making a list of the things they don’t teach you at school. They don’t teach you how to love somebody. They don’t teach you how to be famous. They don’t teach you how to be rich or how to be poor. They don’t teach you how to walk away from someone you don’t love any longer. They don’t teach you how to know what’s going on in someone else’s mind. They don’t teach you what to say to someone who’s dying. They don’t teach you anything worth knowing.
-Neil Gaiman, Sandman
I loved her gray eyes, and her fine light brown hair, and her gawky way of walking (like a fawn just learning to walk which sounds really dumb, for which I apologize): I saw her chewing gum, when I was thirteen, and I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge..
Neil Gaiman's Smoke and Mirrors, "Troll Bridge"
man, we all needed love quotes! :)
yawets ulit.
The Book of Tea,Kakuzo Okakura
guess who just got a no boundaries aqua plastic resin oversize ring(na murag that of the pope!), a pink peridot necklace with matching earrings from nine west (holidays), two pairs of soft lounge shorts, and a pair of blue glass earrings from india? kinsa daw beh?
me!
me!
me!
ü
thru the kindness of nazel marie who bought my old pair of dark glasses and gave me shopping monies. :)
i vowed to quit buying silly purchases pero the stuff from an accessories store at 888(murag beijing olympics ang name sa mall sah?) are tdf. but, this would be the last. who knows, tomorrow i might be a penniless loafer without a job! (ayyyyyyyyy nako, i also promised that i will not take offense when other people are plainly being FnF- feel na feel- pronounced as fehl nuh fehl)
i told angelo i want a gift. he asked wut i wanted, told him another logo shirt, then i realized i don't really need it, and i honestly don't need anything right now cuz i can hardly even organize my closet and there are clothes splaying on the guest room. at this point, maybe we should be working on our budget, cut down on eat-out cost cuz they add up to some material amount in the end, cut down on the kape at bob's- this week i did cuz i am broke! and shempre cut down on walang kwentang kind of purchases. cuz deuxko! overOA na ang oil price hike and am not even sure if the company will follow the president's order about revising the taxes. we have yet to see tomorrow.
that was the best cab ride yesterday. nazelmarie, props to you masking donya ka kaau most of the time and i don't give you credits na good friend ka, and pirmi tika libakon na samok kaau ka sa buhay buhay natin jan, but, i loveya to td! thank you gyd gheng for today.
we had lunch at chinky's/ the oddest place to be in. mahal sad their food.
everything is mahal these days.
i wuz tasked to organize this 2nd year anniv party of tp wave 1. i no longer cared about being in company with all the bull that's hapnin to me and my contract and how i am left hanging without a klaro na job description, so far, am still okay, just they wait lang pag giburn at the stakes na sila ni Lord! (yawets na sad- i am digressing sorry)pero, it seems like it's a happy reason to celebrate. cuz every day is meant to be a celebration.
and my next task is to short list all available guys from exfuja this way i can pair them up with gals from the printer queue. waha!
i took ed's sup call today. i wonder if that's gonna be a csat. kaloka the hours that i was on dut stupid phone call!
kanina, when everything is hello sylvia plath ikaw bah iyan? i happen to chance upon a jul 16 entry from my streams in the dessert devotional, today's promise was "God wouldn't put a desire in your heart if He doesn't have the intention of fulfilling it.." i was left with this stupid blank smile plastered on my face. naa rajud siguro moments when other people affects you soooo much and you seem like you cannot measure up to expectations but, God has certain expectations from you that is just between you and Him, so no matter how ditzy or flakey you may be on the outside world, to Him, you are kewl and He knows what is great for you before you can even spell it out for Him to read.
ganun lang cuz i am having ms. plath's moments at times. ü
kalukring, cuz one of the ghey agents would always say gbye to me with some rituals to boot. he would touch my shoulder then would do the sign of the cross. i know, it's not really respectful of other's religion, pero it's totally funny to be raised to the level of "holiness" and now that i am wearing a humungouos - spellcheck ring, i go around saying- oo, sabi nang pope! showing the ring to everyone who asks me of my opinion. :)
i love gelo!
shobe's shout out on friendster is "we have a girl everyone!" i want her baby named sobran- it's nothing of consequence pero, maganda divah?
muah!
Wednesday, July 16, 2008
yawets
Mitch Albom
para na sa mga sawi. gahd, i've been on this call for the past 2 hours. yofaxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. ug nabiyaan ko sa ako lunchmate. faetch.
at times i wonder why most gals have hidden agenda. one gal would always bring up a person's name tas would always praise me kaso, i smell something fishy. or is it just moi?
ahhhhhhhhgahd. kalawig sini nga call!
avail-lity
cuz i once posted that gelo looked liked maddox. haha. naa nasad ko.
gelo=maddox
photo from justjareddotcom. :)
lullabies
"She says nothing at all, but simply stares upward into the dark sky and watches, with sad eyes, the slow dance of infinite stars."
Gaiman
although i know how some things might potentially ruin what i have now, i'll still continue nurturing what i feel is right at this point- prolly in the end i might say i am really silly for running towards all directions at the same time; i will still run. (okay, yofaks maging vague!)
angelo breaks my heart in a good way at times. when he is asleep, he's like the most beautiful creature there is. i'm also jealous of his lashes.
he was like an angel, you know? i never knew life could be like that. he was the one thing i followed through in my life, the one thing i didn't give up on. i was good at loving him. (who knows where this quote is from?)
i realize that i am like this too::
Sometimes, kids want you to hurt the way they hurt.
(For One More Day, Mitch Albom)
cuz the other day when i was hurting, i wanted gelotine to wind up crying too. so i purposely said something that would make him weep. dah, gaba.
God is faithful.
edits:: maka bad mood na tonight. some people in this city take themselves too seriously and think they've the right to boss everyone around. sue me. di ko ninyo minion.
i hate this city. sunoga sila tanan Lord beh.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
happy nouns
good vibes, lately
i learned that gelotine and i should fight fairly.
ayyyyyyyyyy nako. ang boring ng life lately, save the fact that i sometimes catch myself gushing at some people. hahaha. leche. and dut i have this insatiable hunger, i can eat anything every time i am up.
so they say..
"Love is all about right timing."
i'm glad bright kids bright future ang new nesting agents from the 4am schedule. minsan makathink ko murag baptism of fire ila gina go thru. with all the nerves they had to control.
pero i know one way or another God sees those who needed jobs to feed their families.
He is constant with me and gelo and my family.
okay, i want a vacay. sana matuloy.
We can never know what to want, because living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come. the unbearable lightness of being..
Monday, July 14, 2008
hulyo onse
karyatoot.
dear karya,
if you are going to read this- eventually.
i don't think i wanna be in davao during the kadayawan. cuz that means i'll be boarding the same plane with the artistas from manila. major kaguluhan na yan gheng-bseg a-an palang ko:) buy me tickets around november so i'd be there on your birthday or the weekend after your birthday.
basta, di lang ko during kadayawan. i hate crowds and i am scared of bomb threats..
so there goes davao. :)
and dear you..
I imagine the feelings of two people meeting again after many years. In the past they spent some time together, and therefore they think they are linked by the same experience, the same recollections. The same recollections? That’s where the misunderstanding starts: they don’t have the same recollections; each of them retains two or three small scenes from the past, but each has his own; their recollections are not similar; they don’t intersect; and even in terms of quantity they are not comparable: one person remembers the other more than he is remembered; first because memory capacity varies among individuals, but also (this is more painful to admit) because they don’t hold the same importance for each other.
- Milan Kundera, Ignorance