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meet the predator
call me jenie
born on 02/20/83 after my Dad & Mom drank beer and ate balut 9 months before
lives in Singapore, but always a Pinoy at heart
works as an advertising copywriter, but hates proofreading her blog entries
loves true friends, fake DVD's, alternative music, alcohol, sarcasm, boxing, hatha yoga, and House (the TV series,not the music genre)
loathes indifference, power trippers, narcissists, giant egos and bad breath
tries to live by the quote "Postpone death by living, by suffering, by error, by risking, by giving, by losing." by Anais Nin
the cynic strikes again!
I hate credit cards. Especially the agents who call and bug you to sign up for another one, and another one, and another one! This month, about 8 banks already offered me and fooled me with their “Isa po kayo sa mga maswerteng napiling makatanggap ng card!” spiel. Stop disturbing my name-studies-brainwrithing to dictate my f**** permanent address and my mom’s maiden name! Not everyone with a uterus and works in advertising wants to hoard all the unnecessary consumer goods in the mall!
Okay, off to more peaceful things. Aja e-mailed! Weee! I’m happy and sad at the same time though. She’ll be celebrating her first birthday in Indonesia this weekend. Too bad I can’t see her on that day. I can’t believe Gelo turned down her Dad’s offer to shell out half of the fare to go there, then join the family to Bali! Why are some men married to their pride?
I’m starting to be hostile again. One more try.
It’s supposed to be my close friend’s civil wedding this afternoon. I was really so excited since last night, and I was ready to sneak out of the office to be their cam whore. But no, when I woke up, her fiancé told me that they might have to move city halls. It turns out that some corrupt guy from the city hall is asking for 4k to wed them, when it’s supposed to be for free! What a schmuck. I feel bad for them because they need to be wed before the guy goes back to the U.S. this weekend. Ugh.
Okay, strike 3! Last try.
I was happy to receive a call from Tatoff after lunch a while ago. We seldom call each other on the cellphone since we’re both frugal, so when he does that to check on me, I really appreciate it. He was worried when I told him that it saddens me that Aja and I won’t see each other on her birthday, and I can’t even give her a gift personally. He was also concerned when he found out that two callers already asked me about the expiry date of my credit card. Good thing I remembered his advice and stopped my hypnotized self from disclosing that info. Again, thanks for your concern. I’ll be okay. I’m just in cynical mode because I haven’t had enough time to sleep, to box, and to be with you - all because of work. I’m so tempted to go to Greenbelt to buy a gift right now. All bosses are out, but no, I’m such a dork who’d rather widen my child-bearing hips because of my Office Withdrawal Syndrome.
But wait, there's more!
I'm being possessed by the Nomad spirits again. I want to move out of the 'dorm' because there are 6 of us in the room already! Sheesh. I know I'm just there to sleep, but that's obviously the reason why I go home late. And for Christ's sake, I'm the only one who doesn't understand Bisaya! I hate it! Nonetheless, I'm still thinking if I'd swallow my pride and ask for my Mom's help for monthly dues. I wouldn't have to rent if she got a house that's accessible to Makati anyway. So unfair. I really want to stay in the new house, but Sta. Rosa is just too farrrr. So tonight, I'll be browsing through the pages of Buy & Sell, because tomorrow, the apartment hunt resumes! May God bless this lowly nomad once more.
3:40 PM
Thursday, September 14, 2006
