Gifts, Gifts, Baby

It's beginning to look a lot like Christmas, Version 2003:

Pogi Boy #1: Ray Allen's Replica Jersey ($43 for a piece of mesh?!)
Pogi Boy #2: GameBoy Advance + 3 GameBoy games
Pogi Boy #3: Transformers Armada
Ganda Girl: super duper cute Cinderella chongsam and a Mulan Doll

Who knew that I'm the culprit behind these kids' spoiledness? For the first time in four years, I'm actually happy about the holiday season. Because I don't have finals or team projects to worry about before Christmas, I actually get to enjoy the spirit of the season. And because all the kids now live within 5 minutes from our house, I get to interrogate them and ask them what they want instead of me staring at the store aisles 2 days before Christmas and crying my eyes out of frustration. It's definitely a different year this year for the Grinch. =D

I also found out tonight that I get a high off of wrapping gifts. As soon as I got home today (from buying wrapping paper), I started wrapping the gifts and got a kick out of it. Ang babaw talaga! HaHa. If you're one of those who are wrapper-challenged, I'd be more than happy to wrap your gifts for you as long as I get a gift myself (and no, I don't accept people as gifts, hahaha).

So, I'm all set. I just need to ship Belle's gift (ang lakas mo talaga sa akin! LoL); and buy my mom, 2 brothers + 2 sister-in-laws, the 4 people at work; and Chelle gifts (all of which are already pre-determined). I anticipate that I'll be done by this coming week. Go MiNA, it's your birthday...you're gonna party like it's your birthday... :::cabbage patching:::

JB

What sad news. =/ I still vividly remember Anne and I watching "Ladybugs" at Oak Tree Cinemas in the 5th grade. Her mom gave her money for the tickets. We still had some cash left so we went and bought Sour Patch Kids, only to find out that we were about $1 short. The nice man behind us took care of the rest without us thinking twice about receiving the help. The world was a little less dangerous back then. ;P

If I look hard enough, I would probably still find posters of Jonathan from Bop and Big Bopper magazines in my room (Pre-SeaQuest days; I wasn't a fan of the show). He was part of my pre-teen years and it's sad that his life had ended this way.

Wishful Thinking

Did you all know that the Swedish meatballs in Ikea are really good? I had no idea until today. Anyway, being in that store kind of makes me a little bit sad. Well, not really sad, but just wishful, I guess. As I look at the different displays and decors, I can't help but wish that I have my own apartment. How nice it would be to decorate it the way I want to. *SIGH. Patience, my dear.

Flying Back

While starting on my Christmas toy shopping (no procrastination this year, baby!), I ran into high school friend/co-dance team member Jaymie, whom I haven't seen for four years, at my beloved Target. Although I've been saying to people that four years of college went by so fast, high school seemed like it ended decades ago. Jaymie had a lot of 411 about our classmates, while I had none to share. I never kept in touch with them. Heck, I didn't even keep in touch with my very own cousin, who graduated the same year as I did, until this year. Don't get me wrong, I loved my high school life. I also think that I had the most balanced life during that time: school, dance team, work, volunteering, and church (only during the holidays, HeHe). But once I got out, I never looked back. I guess because I had been with these people since elementary school; I was so ready to see what the outside world had to offer (Elevator Boy, Cutieboyflyguy, Dancing King, some good stuff, I tell ya!). Maybe it was also a case of growing up, and thus, apart. It took me until senior year to figure out that I had been hanging out with the wrong group of friends. However, my new senior year friends and I never managed to keep in touch once college began. We tried, but it didn't work. Then, while in college, I hung out with people from high school whom I never spent time with during high school. Confused? I am, too. So either, a) people changed and I didn't, b) I changed and they didn't, c) we all changed, or d) we didn't change, but found better people to spend time with. Who knows?

Anyway, I did expect to start running into high school alumni after college graduation: a simple case of eaglets flying back to their nests. However, that might not be the case after all. According to the 411 grapevine, a bunch of people are already married, and married with children (no, not the show). Geez. Hence, I only have six words (and a question mark) to say to Prince Charming: Why, are, you, taking, so, long, ?. ;P

I'm A Staaaaarrr

This entry by far will label me as jologs and I don't think I can handle the truth. LoL. The truth is: I watched the first round of Star In A Million on Saturday. *GASP. I didn't plan on watching it, but it was right after Berks so I couldn't help it (You watch Berks?! *LOUDER GASP). Forgive me for I have sinned! LoL. Anyway, for the first time ever, I seriously think that ABS-CBN should have just copied every single thing about American Idol. It's not a great idea to kick someone off at the end of the show; you send the viewers away all depressed (plus it's so awkward to sing the theme song of the show right after). Who would want to watch next week's show?! I'm also not seeing the validity of the judges' scoring. I think it would be better if each one of them judge a different criteria. The personal "profiles" are a tad bit cheesy, too. Why just not let the contestants talk about themselves freely, instead of having them read off of the idiot board? Pilit na pilit! I also hope someone had advised the four guys that they will have to do more if they want to win this contest. The girls are by far overshadowing them already, especially that Dessa look-a-like one. As my ebonics-plagued self would say, "She good!" Also, if anyone has the means to do so, please tell Christian Bautista that if he doesn't win this contest, I have a job opening for him. HaHa.

Bringing Home Nemo

I found Nemo in Wal-Mart today. I kept telling him to stay away from me. I kept telling him that I'm "Finding Prince Charming" and not him. I told him that I don't have $14.87 + tax. But the darn fish took my wallet out of my purse, paid the cashier, and went home with me anyway. That sneaky son of a clownfish!

Divine Intervention

Dear God,

Let's talk, shall we? I know I've been joking about my lovelife to You lately. However, as You and I know, it's career first, then lovelife. But then again, by now the quest for a lovelife has turned into a career, dont'cha think? Just kidding! So okay, here's the deal: I need a job. Okay, so that's nothing new, but I really need a job now. My insurance coverage will be terminated by the end of the year for good. My mom's job cruelly changed its insurance coverage plans so I'm out of the picture for being over the age limit. Hmph! You know...if You give me a husband...I can be under his insurance coverage and I'll be fine. I'm sorry, I'm just weighing out the options. {;P So anyway, I need a job to have my own insurance. I already figured out that You and I are on the same track because I miraculously found that Sales and Marketing Director position this weekend. The company had all the qualities that I have been looking for! But since I applied one day before the end of the application period, I'm a little worried that someone might have beaten me to getting that position. But as You have always told me, whenever the front door closes, I can always go through the garage or patio door. Hence, I found those other job postings yesterday that got me uber excited. Another set of applications will be in the mail tomorrow, provided that after calling one of the companies, they will tell me that the positions are still open. I'm just asking for a little guidance in producing these applications. Nothing grand, just some help in unblocking my umm...writer's block. You know how it is. And just for my information, if I become a nun, does the Church provide free insurance coverage? Again, just checking my options here. =P

Love,
Me

Occupational Hazard

The #1 occupational hazard when working with fellow Filipinos is...being asked if I have a boyfriend. It's an occupational hazard because I already know what's going to happen next. Today, I laughed out loud after discovering who Manang was trying to set me up with: an ex-seminary student! I'm really starting to think that God is reading my website. HeHe. At least, the quality of guys is getting better. Maybe, just maybe, Prince Charming is on his way. ;P

Halloween Aftermath

I took Ganda Girl trick-or-treating last night. This was her first time doing it. Grabe, she was soooo cute in her puppy costume! It was very appropriate too because she was able to stay warm under the furry costume despite the bone-chilling weather. As predicted, my sister-in-law and I had to take turns saying "Trick or Treat!." If any of you doubted that I really look like a 12-year-old kid, here's some more evidence: people gave me candy, too! They probably thought I was the older sister. We also ran into some firefighters doing their rounds around the neighborhood and was able to snatch up some glowsticks. I didn't check to see if any of them were cute; I was too giddy about the glowsticks. HeHe.

Anyway, we also tried the mall, but was disappointed to see all the "Sorry, out of candy" signs outside the stores. What's up with that?! You know it's Halloween, you know there's going to be a lot of kids, the least you all could've done was spare $100 to buy candy from Costco or something. I mean, the holidays are coming up anyway so you're bound to make up that $100 in no time. Hmph.

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Right now, Freestyle is in Vancouver, possibly performing right this very minute. *SIGH. Since I thought I was going to Manila this Christmas, I didn't buy a ticket to the concert. I thought it would be cheaper to watch them in Manila instead. How many times do I need to get it in my head that I shouldn't pass up the opportunity to buy love whenever the opportunity presents itself? HaHa. I really miss Totop, though. Naks, inamin! HeHe. I miss being giddy at the sight of him. I've never gotten that giddy with anyone before, not even during the peak of my *NSYNC days. LoL. This one time I told my cousin, "Sa sobrang kilig ko, I can't even look at his face anymore when he's singing!" Being the smart ass that he is, my cousin said, "Eh kung hindi sa mukha, saan mo tinitingnan siya?!" Kainis talaga! HeHe. God, I still vividly remember that very first time when I walked into Suburbia and saw him on stage. Even though they were singing, I couldn't hear anything. I was just staring at him and blocked out everything else. Then there were the conversations backstage...and the walk along that street...and "the look" when we went to Dish. (Pabayaan na ninyo ako mag-reminisce! HaHa). It was my last day of the internship/last night in Pasay/last night of freedom. One of the Embassy kids and I went to PowerPlant to celebrate the occasion. As always, the tables around us at Dish were already empty by the third set so kitang-kita kami from the stage. Top looked my way and started smiling. I didn't say anything to the Embassy Kid because who am I to toot my own horn? And maybe, I was hallucinating yet again, right? Well, Embassy Kid nudged me and said, "He just looked at you and smiled! Did you see that???" I looked behind me and no one was there. Eek, I'm getting giddy again just thinking about it. HeHe. It is no wonder that I get all hot when I hear "Bakit Ngayon Ka Lang." But as my ninang clearly pointed out, there's no future there and I agree. I just like getting my hormones all up and running. ;P