Client Comment of the Month
"The copy lacks libog."
Hahahaha I love it! :-) Happy weekend, folks!
3:02 PM
Friday, October 27, 2006
nung nakaraang biyernes
Maligayang Kaarawan kay Glenn
at Alessa!
10:37 AM
I'm the best.
I accidentally erased everything on the right side of my template. Whatdaa?!? I have to do it all over again. How engot!
11:28 AM
Wednesday, October 25, 2006
20-20
From life’s gloom emerges clarity. Thanks to you.
Here’s to our 20 months together!
yours, jenie
4:36 PM
Friday, October 20, 2006
stop being a schmuck.
Thou shall not expect too much.
From yourself.
From your job.
From your relationship.
But when and how do you know if you've exceeded the limits?
Well, I don't.
That's why I'm always
anxious,
disappointed,
and doubtful.
I hate it.
8:58 PM
Wednesday, October 18, 2006
I love Woodrose.
But ONLY because it brought me these wonderful people.
My caboodle high school barkada (minus Jahnniz). Everyone's in white except me! It's sooo nice being together again after such a long while. I really missed you all :)
With honorary member and bride-to-be-in-January, MiaPal
The chismosa bunch with two bored boyfriends at Pier One, Roxas Blvd. last night
With Crit and asungots at the back. I'm gonna miss you again! Happy cruising and see you next year!
Seeing you all again reminded me of our beautiful high school days - where 'stress' was just a brat's overstatement, life's biggest 'problems' included forgetting your P.E. skirt at home, where wise 'decisions' are made by choosing your classmate with the coldest, best-tasting Coleman water and having a 'love life' means gawking and drooling over your crush on TV.
I love high school! Thanks to you all! :)
3:54 PM
Tuesday, October 17, 2006
monday the 16th
As another workweek begins, I just want to say that:
1) I realized that I won’t exchange a much-deserved sleep for free booze as proven last Thursday at the Filmex party at Mezze
2) Now that the Spanish filmfest is through, I’ve no reason to spend too much money at the mall.
3) I’ll never text my officemate when he’s drunk.
4) I wish Tatoff and I would spend more time together this week. And I hope he remains patient with me and my 'foolishness'.
5) I actually enjoy writing name studies sometimes.
6) I wish I’ll get a raise soon because it’s so freaking hard to save when you got nothing much to save!
7) I can really be myself the most when I’m with Tatoff, my uninhibited office gang, my closest girl friends. It surely feels good to be accepted.
8) I can't wait to start with the 'plan' already!
9) I don’t know how I’ll survive life without ‘noise’.
10) I miss Aja, and how I wish we talked about ‘that’ while she was still here and not via YM. Nonetheless, I’m oh-so-happy and relieved! :-)
11) I use my head over my heart too much, that’s why people think I’m evil.
12) I still feel lost in some aspects, but I don’t care anymore. The problem will take care of itself.
13) I’m so excited to see my high school barkada tonight! My highschool friend, Crism, invited us for dinner after not seeing each other for so many years! It's because she’s leaving for Italy on the 20th to work for an international cruise! Cool :-)
14) If last week my Mom complained my not talking to her, well this time, she’ll complain about me talking too much. We stayed up ‘til 2 AM talking last Sunday hehe.
15) I realized how ‘wise’ my mother has become because of all her experiences since childhood.
16) As mushy as this may sound, I remember telling her that I’m scared to get married because I don’t want to get hurt like her, when my husband dies. She said, “Mahirap pero kaya naman eh, buhay pa rin naman ako kahit wala siya. Habang tumatagal, unti-unti namang nawawala ang sakit.”
That, coming from someone who has lost a father, a husband and a son, is definitely worth learning by heart. My mother is truly one heck of a strong and admirable woman.
10:27 AM
Monday, October 16, 2006
mondays, mood swings and menopause
Not a very good combination.
This morning, I found out that my brother will be the one driving me to work from Sta. Rosa. It was kinda awkward at first because I lashed out a mood swing at him yesterday. I know it was my fault for I was being a brat again. I’ll do better next time.
Nonetheless, can I just say that I hate how I’m perceived at home. If I’m just sitting quietly and watching t.v., I’m called aloof. If I begin to talk and my voice starts to rise, I’m grumpy. Sometimes, I don’t know where to position myself anymore. But what the hell, I guess shutting up is always the better option for an impatient fool like me.
I don’t know why but until now, it seems like my last two remaining family members still don’t know me. Or maybe they do, but they want me to change. All my life, I’ve always had my ‘own world’ at home. Since high school, I got used to the routine of being fetched, eating dinner then locking myself in the room to work. No conversations and chitchats. Just that. As I got older, they see the same me and I really don’t know what I’ve done wrong. I bet it’s what I DON’T DO that’s getting on their nerves.
My brother told me that the reason why my Mom wasn’t in the mood to go to Makati today is because of me, and my awful temperament. She couldn’t sleep last night because apparently, I wasn’t talking to her the whole day. Well, she wasn’t talking to me either! But of course, the difference between the two of us is that I couldn’t care less whether no one talked to me for as long as I have the TV and DVD and my bed. I haven’t slept siesta that long – 3 hours to be exact. When I woke up just in time for mass, my Mom wasn’t there anymore, and said she’s in a meeting. What does she expect me to do?!? I just wanted to rest at home, really. I’m sorry if I’m not the jovial type. My brother was even shocked when I told him that I don’t even talk to my roommates at all. That’s just how I am when I want some peace and quiet.
Aside from my beautiful mood swings, which I admit was my fault, I also can’t help but be freaked by some ‘judgments’ if I may call them that. My brother mentioned that my Mom appears to be bothered by these things:
1) and I quote, “PORN DVDs”
2) my not going to communion every Sunday mass
Oh. My. Lord. I have porn DVDs??? I was just watching Nip/Tuck!!! Well, there are sex scenes in almost every episode of the pirated ones, but they don’t do lower frontal nudity at all! Plus, I enjoy watching the cases in the shows. It makes me realize how far people can go for vanity. Sheesh, even those pirated art films I’ve collected will leave me burning in hell, huh? Yes, my Mom calls every sex scene, ‘porn’. Thank goodness my brother defended me for being of age to watch those programs. I mean, come on! What’s wrong with that?! I’m turning 24 next February and my mom already got two kids at that age!
And what’s up with not going to communion if I don’t want to? Most of those who go don’t even know that they’re not supposed to receive it if they haven’t confessed. Yes I still believe in that, unfortunately. And since I’m not so much of a believer of confession anymore, one thing leads to another and I don’t receive communion. I just don’t see the point of confessing the same sins over and over again, because that’s what always happens to me. Once again, I wish my mother wasn’t such a conservative Opus Dei. I wish. I wish. I wish.
Okay I’m done with my ranting. I just had to let it out because my stomach keeps bothering me. It happens when I keep stuff inside. Thank you for this blog for being my soundboard.
Anyway, just to tell the world that I have a heart, I’m guilty for all my mood swings. My brother told me that I should know how much effort my Mom has to prepare for my arrival every weekend. He told me to show appreciation, at least. Well, I do appreciate it. I even texted her before to thank her for the food and for picking me up and small things like that. As for striking a conversation, I talk to her when I have some stories to tell usually during mass, dinner, breakfast and on our way to work. But she skipped all of that yesterday and today. And still, it’s all my fault. But I will stop complaining. Besides, we’ve reached that point in a family when the children need to be more patient and understanding especially towards their last parent. I should be used to that by now. She’s not getting any younger. Neither am I.
4:18 PM
Monday, October 09, 2006
pelicula numero uno
Back track
I watched the Spanish film “No sos vos, soy yo” or “It’s not you, it’s me” with three of my SND folks and officemates at GB3 last Wednesday. Hearing about the gist of the movie already struck me for it can happen to anyone, and it already has to some.
Girl leaves the country to find a better future for ‘them’ abroad days after their marriage. Guy is left behind and while on his way to the airport to follow her, the ‘confused’ wife dumps him on the phone for another man. Oh, the pain.
I particularly liked how the male lead in the film responded to such a tragic predicament. He goes berserk in the beginning but despite the pain she has caused him, he kept asking the therapist if his wife is coming back. He wishes her ill afterwards, but one can see in his eyes that he longs to be with her again. He says he has forgiven her and would like to give it another try.
But wait, scrap that. I didn’t like how he reacted. It seems like he didn’t have a tinge of pride in his system. He even said, “You only have pride when you got something to lose.”
For me, if someone you love has wronged you like that, you shouldn’t be at her mercy for leaving you. After the pain and tears subside, one has to deal with his anger for that person. Betrayal is one thing, selfishness, another. He was desperate to forget her, but he couldn’t because he loved her despite of what she did.
But really, what is the best way to forget? In the movie, it clearly emphasized on the need to fall in love again. Luckily, the protagonist with a shattered heart met someone else and once again he is happy, until the wife returns and asks him back. This is the part where our main man makes the crowd proud. After a night together, he snubs her plea, tells her she loves him yet sends her packing anyway. Good job!
So the next time someone gives you any one of those universal break up lines because of a third party, take it.
Then cry like there’s no tomorrow, wipe the remaining mucus off your face, get the culprit’s photo, stick some pins and burn it to pieces, write a no-holds-barred letter and never mail it, take a 2-week vacation, get back to living your life and look as stunning as ever. And when your deceitful ex-other half comes back crawling, bawling and begging at your feet to have you in his arms again, say ‘No’ then tell him that this time around, “It’s not you, it’s me.”
But then again, it’s always easier said than done. I’ll cross the bridge when I get there. Yikes.
3:48 PM
Friday, October 06, 2006
at Alessa!
With honorary member and bride-to-be-in-January, MiaPal
The chismosa bunch with two bored boyfriends at Pier One, Roxas Blvd. last night
With Crit and asungots at the back. I'm gonna miss you again! Happy cruising and see you next year!
