stripper = 45-minute fight
I can't believe we fought because I'm going to see a stripper for the first time in a party tonight. Haay.
Am I being such a devious girlfriend or is he being to uptight sometimes? I don't know. It's not like I'm going to doing anything with that macho dancer. I mean, it's just for fun, right? Look but no touch, as they say. I just don't want so much rules put in a relationship. She can go to a girlie bar if he wants to. But he says he doesn't because he IS in a relationship. Oh come on. I'd even go and watch with him if he wants to.
Anyway, we're quite okay now. Although I feel like he's just patiently tolerating my stubborn ways. Oh well. It sucks when we're really just in two different places sometimes. It makes me feel like such a rebel. I don't know if I should I be more behaved or should he just loosen up? Is it him who doesn't accept me for who I am, or am I the one who doesn't accept him? I really don't know. I guess we should meet halfway to get rid of all this drama. :S
6:57 PM
Friday, June 30, 2006
all work and no play. NOT!
The Design peeps (sans our boss, Abe).
Dumami na kami! With our newbie art director Yuyu (on my right). Yey, may kasama na kong 'babae'!
Also in photo is our 2-month intern Veejee (on my left) from Germany. And he's not home for the World Cup! haha! :S
10:16 AM
Thursday, June 29, 2006
thank you
I hope I can make it up to you.
love, jenie
11:16 AM
Wednesday, June 28, 2006
maybe I deserve this
taken last October '05
5:13 PM
Tuesday, June 27, 2006
I'm the worst.
Enough said.
1:38 PM
get a room.
We have to move out of the condo by tonight. I need to find a place in Makati by tomorrow!!! Waaaaahhhh!!! :-S
Okay, relak Jenie, relakkk.
Happy thoughts muna.
Some pics from our Virgin Beach trip last weekend :-)
1:35 PM
Thursday, June 22, 2006
lipat-cubicle part 2 and my apartment hunt
Wow I'm also transferring to another workspace. Isn't it ironic? Dontchathink?
I'm bored because it's a calm-before-the-storm workday again. Got nothing to do now, but I'll never know if there's gonna be some ballistic deadline again tomorrow, or a pitch on the next. Oh well, such is life.
I went apartment-hunting after lunch a while ago and saw a girlie dorm near streets away from the office. It's cozy and clean, the rooms aren't that humid compared to almost all apartments I've checked, but it reminds me too much of college. If I decide to get it, I'll be staying on top of the bunk bed again. I'll be a ghost to my roommates and just go home to sleep and take a bath in the morning. For sure I'll be in Tatoff & my officemates' apartment because they'll have a tv soon. Then I'll go home during the weekends to have my clothes washed, to get clean ones and to hoard as much food as possible.
Okay, too much visualizing. I'm just prepping myself up for another phase in this lala-life. I'm still torn whether I should spend more money on rent so at least I'll have my own room, but no. I'm too frugal when it comes to my own money. I'd rather adjust to what my means can provide me.
Goodbye aircon, cable tv, and free meals! Wow. But that's okay, I'll survive. I have to. Why? Because I was born K-U-R-I-P-O-T. At pag maiksi ang kumot, dapat matutong mamaluktot. Bow.
And I refuse to stay in a high-rise condo because of the impending earthquake doom. I even dreamt about it happening last night. Sheesh. :P
5:14 PM
Wednesday, June 21, 2006
Lipat-bahay Part 92897410184: The Sequel
Let's me present to your lipat-bahay route for the past 12 years:
Laguna to Rizal to Makati to Guadalupe to Makati to Laguna to Katipunan
to Magallanes to Pasong Tamo to Sta. Rosa to Makati again, hopefully.
Yes, we've moved out of the 36th floor this weekend. Wait, let me say that again. My mom moved out of our condo this weekend, while I was in the beach with friends.
After that trip, I couldn't help but still go home to the condo I left last Saturday morning. There it was, turned upside down and all my things gone in an instant. I don't know why my Mom expected me to go straight to the new house in Sta. Rosa. I'm not a cat she can carry around whenever she wants to change her address.
I couldn't explain how pissed I was when I got home after a 30-minute bus trip along South Super Highway last Sunday night. I was left dumbfounded with what she did, and I don't understand why she couldn't care less. In fact, she was happy to see me in our new home. Immediately, I went up to the room with my things and sulked in anger and frustration. She entered the room and I didn't stop myself from expressing resentment for her lack of consideration.
Last night, I tried to continue my normal routine. I met up with the insurance agent, checked out an apartment, went round the mall then had my boxing training in the gym. Literally, I was squandering time so I could get home to that new house just in time for bed. I arrived the terminal and to my surprise, there were no buses going to Sta. Rosa anymore. I called my Mom to ask if there were any alternatives. Instead, she scolded me for not being at the bus station at 9PM. It didn't matter to me. She just advised me to go to the condo in Pasong Tamo, and I suggested she brings me clothes in the morning. And that's what happened the second night after her moving out.
Tonight, I don't know if I'm going to the Sta. Rosa house. I obviously can't be at the freaking bus station at 9 'o clock! Besides, I need to check an apartment after work then celebrate Tatoff and I's 16th month.
Right now, I feel like a nomad. I'm not settled in that house yet. All my things are messed up and I don't even want to fix my designated room. I don't want to arrange and decorate it for hours again then end up moving out in the next few months. Well, that's what's bound to happen soon. I plan to find a room near the office and just go home during weekends, just like in college.
Growing up without any sense of home may be weird to some. But that's how it is for me. I don't get attached to houses, to furniture, to neighbors and to addresses. I don't have the right to. The lack of permanency depresses me at times, I admit. But I know I can use it to my advantage someday. Just wait and see. :-)
5:05 PM
Tuesday, June 20, 2006
on dads
This week, 3 of my friends lost their fathers. Each of them has different stories to tell.
Friend # 1: Lost his Dad to aneurysm after a year of suffering a stroke. She had always been by his side when he’s in the hospital. But on the day of his death, she wasn’t. She thought maybe it’s his way of telling her to let him go.
Friend # 2: Lost his estranged father to cancer. He had grudges against him for leaving them when they were little then coming back after being diagnosed with a terminal illness.
Friend # 3: Meets his father for the first time during his funeral after long 24 years. He never knew his name and how he looked like until he found out he passed away. He also met his half-siblings for the first time. He says it is quite unusual that he never knew him but he still felt bad when he found out he lost his biological Dad.
The saddest story? I wouldn’t really know because there's no such thing. But it is quite an ordeal to hate someone you love even after he’s gone. I must admit though that I’m amazed with how my 3rd friend had such a liberating experience when his father passed away. I’m absolutely happy for him.
So to all my friends who still have their fathers, do your best to spend more time with them. You’ll never know the last time you’ll be able to greet them a “Happy Father’s Day” face to face. I haven’t done it in 9 years.
6:30 PM
Friday, June 16, 2006
pix from the past 2 weeks!
at Krocodile Grille with Tatoff, Coni, Jeff, JM, Pong and Randy who showed up for 15 minutes
Kwentuhan at Fuzion with Jahnniz who just quit her FA job in Saudia. Welcome back, Niz!
my ninong's grandson Jose! He's so cute and absolutely heavy at 2 yrs old!
with T at Oysterboy with his long-lost buddy, Cerveza Negra
had a mini poker tournament at Joel's house last Sunday and I was a runner up! Ugh. So near yet so far from the 500 bucks pot money!
of course, the new star of SBMA (Tatoff's barkada's name). Welcome to this crazy world, Enzo! Congrats Joel and Allaine! :-)
2:53 PM
Wednesday, June 14, 2006
psychoanalysis again?!?
We just finished with our Presentation Skills Seminar with a great stand-up comedy group. Though there were many praises about my personality, like being confident and trustworthy, I can’t stop thinking about one comment made by a facilitator after an individual extemporaneous speech activity.
“You have emotional roadblocks and if you let them go, you’ll unleash more creativity, a creative power that you never thought you had.”
I know what roadblocks he’s talking about but I really don’t have any idea how to completely ‘let go’, because I believe I have. I can actually say with a straight face that my Dad and brother passed away already. What’s the heck is wrong with saying it as statements of fact about your life? Am I supposed to shed tears whenever that topic is mentioned? It’s a part of me and I don’t see the need to dwell on those whenever I’m reminded of them. It’s been almost a decade for Christ’s sake!
Nonetheless, he said I might just think I’m over those issues, but in reality I’m not. I don’t really know what to do about it, even if I’d want to unleash that immense creative power he’s talking about. I just wish it were some other issue he’s conveying. Well, I can’t think of any pressing issue I mentioned in that impromptu monologue. But if it’s that never-ending family topic, I have to admit I’ve no more tears to weep because I really believe I’ve accepted those FACTS already.
But I guess the fact that it bothered me the entire day means something. Hmm… Actually I’m just concerned about the intensity of my creativity. :P
6:45 PM
Wednesday, June 07, 2006
060606 protest
Hell is...
… being disrespected by people who needs a boost of ego
… feeling exploited everyday on the streets by hungry bastards
… depending on other people to protect you
… being vulnerable and feeling weak
… being surrounded by the insecure and arrogant
… letting every ill treatment pass and ‘forgiving’ those rats
… being too timid to make a scene at times
… being afraid of taking ‘revenge’ to those who take advantage of you
… not being able to stand up for yourself all the time, no matter how strong you perceive yourself to be
10:37 AM
Tuesday, June 06, 2006
hongkong in 20 shots
First time to visit HK last May 27-29, 2006 with Mama. Thanks to HKTB for the free plane fare and hotel accommodations :-)
1:55 PM
Thursday, June 01, 2006
at Krocodile Grille with Tatoff, Coni, Jeff, JM, Pong and Randy who showed up for 15 minutes
Kwentuhan at Fuzion with Jahnniz who just quit her FA job in Saudia. Welcome back, Niz!
my ninong's grandson Jose! He's so cute and absolutely heavy at 2 yrs old!
with T at Oysterboy with his long-lost buddy, Cerveza Negra
had a mini poker tournament at Joel's house last Sunday and I was a runner up! Ugh. So near yet so far from the 500 bucks pot money!
of course, the new star of SBMA (Tatoff's barkada's name). Welcome to this crazy world, Enzo! Congrats Joel and Allaine! :-)
