We're using my "witty" ad. Hooray! If you're going to be visiting Seattle after November 1, let me know, and I'll direct you to where you can get the publication with my ad on the backcover. Naks! LoL.
Actually, I shouldn't count my chickens just yet. After submitting the ad to the publishing coordinator, she asked me to change the ppi of the file. She needs it in 300 ppi; I gave it to her in 96 ppi. LoL. So that's why it was looking ugly when I printed it out! I thought it was just our printer. HaHa! Anyway, so when I changed it to 300 ppi, everything looked much better when printed out. However, I had to change the image to 300 ppi also, but when I did, it shrunk the picture to three-fourths of its original size. No! My witty ad needs those giant scissors! So, I don't know what to do. When I resized the picture using "Pixel Dimensions" under "Image," the scissors looked crappy. Holy mother of pearl. I hope I can make this work by noon tomorrow.
Aside from that, I have other problems. Today proved to me (yet again), that there are people who get it, and there are people who don't. We're using this ad without the approval of those on our Board who have seen it. They just don't get it. They're thinking inside the box, while I'm thinking outside the box. Those people who get it can appreciate eachother's work, but we always have to get our work approved by those who don't get it, those who just don't understand. Ahh, have I discovered what the real world is about? LoL.
Thursday, September 30, 2004
Wednesday, September 29, 2004
And So I Want to Work in Advertising
I spent the last 10 hours (no joke!) creating an ad for work. For the life of me, I couldn't figure out how to "beautify" the ad while I was at the office, so I took the files home in order to work on them. Now, my head hurts and my eyes feel like they're cross-eyed. This isn't the life of a workaholic; more of the life of an incompetent Adobe Photoshop user. LoL.
This is my first ad and I wanted to make sure that my boss will ask me again to do another one in the future. HeHe. I ended up doing two ads to present tomorrow. If I were to make the decision, I would go for the witty one instead of the "normal" (read: uber boring) one. Regardless, both are going into my pseudo-portfolio.
The graphic designers who are reading this are probably laughing right now because of my using Photoshop to create an ad. Patawarin po, Adobe PageMaker is a pain in the *bleep to use as far as I'm concerned. And no, we don't have Adobe InDesign or Quark in the office, so it's either PageMaker or Photoshop.
I don't think I need a second opinion, but is it time to get a graphic design tutor? LoL.
This is my first ad and I wanted to make sure that my boss will ask me again to do another one in the future. HeHe. I ended up doing two ads to present tomorrow. If I were to make the decision, I would go for the witty one instead of the "normal" (read: uber boring) one. Regardless, both are going into my pseudo-portfolio.
The graphic designers who are reading this are probably laughing right now because of my using Photoshop to create an ad. Patawarin po, Adobe PageMaker is a pain in the *bleep to use as far as I'm concerned. And no, we don't have Adobe InDesign or Quark in the office, so it's either PageMaker or Photoshop.
I don't think I need a second opinion, but is it time to get a graphic design tutor? LoL.
Tuesday, September 28, 2004
No Excess Packaging
I feel like telling a story, but I have none to tell so excuse this senseless entry...
I just went on MySpace to check out my 7th grade crush's picture again (because the weather is getting colder, folks, hahaha). I just want to say that he's pogi talaga. I can't get over that little fact. LoL. If I think about it, I haven't come across any guy who looks better than him after all these years. Ewan, maybe it's true that first love never dies? I would love to post his picture on here to prove my point but I don't want to re-live my 7th grade stalking skills. HeHe. I just firmly believe that if you're pogi, you're pogi. No amount of cars, clothes, or hair gel can help someone that isn't. That's probably why I like the simple guys because I know that they're not trying hard to increase their pogi points. Mukha talagang anti-metrosexual ako. HaHa!
Since I'm on this topic already: Richie Ticzon of San Miguel All-Stars, married with children na ba? Anyone know? Google isn't helping me much. HeHe.
I just went on MySpace to check out my 7th grade crush's picture again (because the weather is getting colder, folks, hahaha). I just want to say that he's pogi talaga. I can't get over that little fact. LoL. If I think about it, I haven't come across any guy who looks better than him after all these years. Ewan, maybe it's true that first love never dies? I would love to post his picture on here to prove my point but I don't want to re-live my 7th grade stalking skills. HeHe. I just firmly believe that if you're pogi, you're pogi. No amount of cars, clothes, or hair gel can help someone that isn't. That's probably why I like the simple guys because I know that they're not trying hard to increase their pogi points. Mukha talagang anti-metrosexual ako. HaHa!
Since I'm on this topic already: Richie Ticzon of San Miguel All-Stars, married with children na ba? Anyone know? Google isn't helping me much. HeHe.
Sunday, September 26, 2004
House of God
I went to church this morning. Every single time I attend mass, I'm always secretly wishing that I would find a Piolo Pascual there ala 9 Mornings. But being that it's 7:15 in the morning, the chances are always slim. Kaya siguro galit si God sa akin eh, kung ano-ano ang iniisip ko sa loob ng simbahan. LoL.
Saturday, September 25, 2004
Werk It
First of all, it has been five six years since I have performed in front of a large audience. How I wish that I'm still 20+ pounds lighter, much more flexible, and my mind is not full of confusion that I can still memorize 8 sets of 8-counts in one day without missing a single beat. Times have changed indeed. However, once a person has learned techniques, they are easy to spot on other people. So for the record, let me just say that the difference between amateur dancers and professional dancers is stage presence.
The basic rules that I think people should know when dancing in front of a large audience are:
1. Make eye contact with the audience.
2. Make eye contact with a single person in the audience and just dance to that person. If you can make that person squirm in his/her seat, baby, you're goOoOod.
For the past two years, I've been attending a hiphop dance showcase once a year. I like to see what's going on and it's good entertainment. I don't even mind going to them alone. The "kids" who dance hiphop these days are awesome and I'm glad that they have the chance to start while they're young. However, since they learn from their peers/tv, I feel that technique is not emphasized enough. It's only bugging me because they are awesome, but they are going to be ten times more awesome if they *perform* rather than just *dance*. Werk it with a capital W. :)
(Let me just ramble on about what happened today)
So it was also during a hiphop dance show last year did I make peace with the fact that Dancing King is "playing for the same team" as I am and it was also during this time did I cross off the idea of wanting a significant other with a hiphop dance background. Well, let me just say that the hiphop hormones are back. HaHa! I saw him last year and I saw him this year also. He's clean cut, as light as I am, and frankly, he looks like a nice boy that I can bring home to mother dearest. LoL. He's not one of the popular guys and he's more of a breaker. But with my luck, he's probably way younger than me. Tsk. Tsk. I'm still searching for that hiphop dancer that's clean cut, in his mid-late twenties, a college-degree-holder, who can read and write, who's roughly 5'10," and...who is 100% straight. The last requirement is the hardest to fulfill. ;P
The basic rules that I think people should know when dancing in front of a large audience are:
- Don't look around at what others are doing
- Don't lipsync to the music
- Don't look down
- Don't fidget with your clothes/hair while dancing
1. Make eye contact with the audience.
2. Make eye contact with a single person in the audience and just dance to that person. If you can make that person squirm in his/her seat, baby, you're goOoOod.
For the past two years, I've been attending a hiphop dance showcase once a year. I like to see what's going on and it's good entertainment. I don't even mind going to them alone. The "kids" who dance hiphop these days are awesome and I'm glad that they have the chance to start while they're young. However, since they learn from their peers/tv, I feel that technique is not emphasized enough. It's only bugging me because they are awesome, but they are going to be ten times more awesome if they *perform* rather than just *dance*. Werk it with a capital W. :)
(Let me just ramble on about what happened today)
So it was also during a hiphop dance show last year did I make peace with the fact that Dancing King is "playing for the same team" as I am and it was also during this time did I cross off the idea of wanting a significant other with a hiphop dance background. Well, let me just say that the hiphop hormones are back. HaHa! I saw him last year and I saw him this year also. He's clean cut, as light as I am, and frankly, he looks like a nice boy that I can bring home to mother dearest. LoL. He's not one of the popular guys and he's more of a breaker. But with my luck, he's probably way younger than me. Tsk. Tsk. I'm still searching for that hiphop dancer that's clean cut, in his mid-late twenties, a college-degree-holder, who can read and write, who's roughly 5'10," and...who is 100% straight. The last requirement is the hardest to fulfill. ;P
Friday, September 24, 2004
A Literary Find
I ended up going to Barnes & Noble after work to check out the two books. This was sold out. Ahh, the power of Oprah. HeHe. This was in-stock so I spent the next hour leafing through it to get me excited while I wait for it in the mail from Amazon.
If I were a single, twenty-something woman (oh wait, I am), it would be more beneficial for me to hangout at a bookstore rather than a club. At least at a bookstore, you know that the guy can at least read, which is more than you can say about a guy in a club. As always, that's just my opinion. However, it is really getting harder and harder to find guys who can read and write correctly these days. Am I asking for too much again?! LoL.
Anyway, I would've sat in Starbucks since I think it's more acceptable to approach another person there, but I would've had to buy the books first; I was just there to get some free reading time. I would've sat in the chair with the table (if it wasn't occupied by a Filipino guy), but it was located by the Relationships and Beauty sections and I wasn't going for that target market. I would've sat in the couch, but that was occupied also (The more I think about it, the more I don't like my local B&N, LoL). I ended up sitting at the far end of the store, right outside the children's books section. I know it's a bookstore and not a library, but can parents just drag their kids to where they want them to go instead of hollering at them from across the store? Geez! And you can tell how a kid was brought up by hanging out at B&N: the shouting kids were with the shouting parents. How scurry. Anyway, 15 minutes into having sat down, there were three guys hovering by the bookshelves behind me and to the right of me. Don't ask me which genres they were in, but I think I have found the men section of B&N. LoL. I only got a good look at the guy who was nearest me, and hey, not too shabby. HeHe.
My point is...hooray for bookstores.
If I were a single, twenty-something woman (oh wait, I am), it would be more beneficial for me to hangout at a bookstore rather than a club. At least at a bookstore, you know that the guy can at least read, which is more than you can say about a guy in a club. As always, that's just my opinion. However, it is really getting harder and harder to find guys who can read and write correctly these days. Am I asking for too much again?! LoL.
Anyway, I would've sat in Starbucks since I think it's more acceptable to approach another person there, but I would've had to buy the books first; I was just there to get some free reading time. I would've sat in the chair with the table (if it wasn't occupied by a Filipino guy), but it was located by the Relationships and Beauty sections and I wasn't going for that target market. I would've sat in the couch, but that was occupied also (The more I think about it, the more I don't like my local B&N, LoL). I ended up sitting at the far end of the store, right outside the children's books section. I know it's a bookstore and not a library, but can parents just drag their kids to where they want them to go instead of hollering at them from across the store? Geez! And you can tell how a kid was brought up by hanging out at B&N: the shouting kids were with the shouting parents. How scurry. Anyway, 15 minutes into having sat down, there were three guys hovering by the bookshelves behind me and to the right of me. Don't ask me which genres they were in, but I think I have found the men section of B&N. LoL. I only got a good look at the guy who was nearest me, and hey, not too shabby. HeHe.
My point is...hooray for bookstores.
Thursday, September 23, 2004
The Dixie Cup Cycle
I want to get this book so badly (I'm a geek! I'm a geek!), but the Female Twin (uy, may title ka na!) wants me to get this book instead. If you ask me, she's just tired of my stupid boy stories and this is her way of telling me to get expert advice. LoL.
As far as I'm concerned there are four sins that can place a guy on my sh!tl!st. There are two parts of the list though: one part is "You've done me wrong, but I understand," and the other is "Uh-uh, I don't think so. Goodbye." Let me just say that the latter part of the list is longer and once you're there, there's no way out...err, off. Tarush, I know. Let me just break it down because I need to let off some steam anyway (FYI, in no way am I referring to one particular guy with the following...because that would make him so pogi. LoL.):
1. Lying
I'd like to think na madali akong kausap basta katotohanan lahat ang sasabihin. If there's another girl that you would rather be with, then tell me. If you spent your time this past weekend with another girl when you said you were out with the guys, then tell me. I *can* handle the truth unlike what Jack Nicholson would have you believe on "A Few Good Men." It's not really so much about the wrong you committed (we're only human, right?), but it's really the act of lying about it. I'm not dumb, and the more you think I am, the more I'll prove it to you that I'm not.
2. Broken Promises
I don't expect anything in return for any favors/good deeds that I do for others. Well, maybe a thank you, but besides that, I'm happy with the thought that I did something nice for someone else. However, if someone does promise to do something nice for me in return, it better be done. The last thing I want is to wait for nothing. If you're going to say you're going to hook me up with something, you better start hooking. LoL. Don't keep my hope alive if there is no reason to do so.
3. Bragging
I'm happy for the blessings that come to those I know. However, don't brag about them to me. Don't send me 10 pictures of you and your new girlfriend when you know that I'm single during these cold fall/winter/spring months. Don't tell me you took pictures of say, Christian Bautista, and not even share whatever you took with me. If you want to make me jealous of you, spend more time fixing your self-esteem first.
4. Hiding
I guess this is similar to Point #1. We all know that I have FBI-like skills. I'll figure out who the new person in your life is, or what you have been doing with your time lately. Don't say stuff like "Work has been busy" or some b.s. like that. Tell me flat out. Guys have never hesitated to talk to me about Janet's b00b during Super Bowl, or how much they want to upgrade their computer, so why can't they tell me about the new h00chie momma in their life?
But no, I don't blame the guys for everything (I'm a martyr, remember?). My problem is that I'm always here, and that I'm always single. They can return to me whenever they're not busy with someone else. If they need a girl (kasi girl ako!) to talk to, I'm here. I'm the girl that they can try their lines on without risking humiliation. I'm the girl who can lift up their self-esteem (I wasn't an Orientation Advisor, Peer Mentor, and Tutor during college for nothing! LoL). How I wish that one of these days, when a guy comes back after his break-up with someone else, I can say, "Sorry, I can't talk to you, I'm busy with The Boyfriend," or "Sorry, The Boyfriend will be mad if I talk to other guys (although, if he's my boyfriend, I wouldn't let him treat me like that, hahaha). I'm just tired of the Dixie Cup Cycle, getting disposed of for another girl time and time again. Kahit friend lang ako, may feelings din naman ako a! LoL. I really wish there were more guys in this world who are willing to pick the best apples higher up on the tree, instead of the ones that have already fallen from the tree.
So I'm convinced: I will spend the weekend at Barnes & Noble after work and read the book. I'm sure I'm going to be back to my man-hating ways in no time, if I haven't started yet. HeHe.
As far as I'm concerned there are four sins that can place a guy on my sh!tl!st. There are two parts of the list though: one part is "You've done me wrong, but I understand," and the other is "Uh-uh, I don't think so. Goodbye." Let me just say that the latter part of the list is longer and once you're there, there's no way out...err, off. Tarush, I know. Let me just break it down because I need to let off some steam anyway (FYI, in no way am I referring to one particular guy with the following...because that would make him so pogi. LoL.):
1. Lying
I'd like to think na madali akong kausap basta katotohanan lahat ang sasabihin. If there's another girl that you would rather be with, then tell me. If you spent your time this past weekend with another girl when you said you were out with the guys, then tell me. I *can* handle the truth unlike what Jack Nicholson would have you believe on "A Few Good Men." It's not really so much about the wrong you committed (we're only human, right?), but it's really the act of lying about it. I'm not dumb, and the more you think I am, the more I'll prove it to you that I'm not.
2. Broken Promises
I don't expect anything in return for any favors/good deeds that I do for others. Well, maybe a thank you, but besides that, I'm happy with the thought that I did something nice for someone else. However, if someone does promise to do something nice for me in return, it better be done. The last thing I want is to wait for nothing. If you're going to say you're going to hook me up with something, you better start hooking. LoL. Don't keep my hope alive if there is no reason to do so.
3. Bragging
I'm happy for the blessings that come to those I know. However, don't brag about them to me. Don't send me 10 pictures of you and your new girlfriend when you know that I'm single during these cold fall/winter/spring months. Don't tell me you took pictures of say, Christian Bautista, and not even share whatever you took with me. If you want to make me jealous of you, spend more time fixing your self-esteem first.
4. Hiding
I guess this is similar to Point #1. We all know that I have FBI-like skills. I'll figure out who the new person in your life is, or what you have been doing with your time lately. Don't say stuff like "Work has been busy" or some b.s. like that. Tell me flat out. Guys have never hesitated to talk to me about Janet's b00b during Super Bowl, or how much they want to upgrade their computer, so why can't they tell me about the new h00chie momma in their life?
But no, I don't blame the guys for everything (I'm a martyr, remember?). My problem is that I'm always here, and that I'm always single. They can return to me whenever they're not busy with someone else. If they need a girl (kasi girl ako!) to talk to, I'm here. I'm the girl that they can try their lines on without risking humiliation. I'm the girl who can lift up their self-esteem (I wasn't an Orientation Advisor, Peer Mentor, and Tutor during college for nothing! LoL). How I wish that one of these days, when a guy comes back after his break-up with someone else, I can say, "Sorry, I can't talk to you, I'm busy with The Boyfriend," or "Sorry, The Boyfriend will be mad if I talk to other guys (although, if he's my boyfriend, I wouldn't let him treat me like that, hahaha). I'm just tired of the Dixie Cup Cycle, getting disposed of for another girl time and time again. Kahit friend lang ako, may feelings din naman ako a! LoL. I really wish there were more guys in this world who are willing to pick the best apples higher up on the tree, instead of the ones that have already fallen from the tree.
So I'm convinced: I will spend the weekend at Barnes & Noble after work and read the book. I'm sure I'm going to be back to my man-hating ways in no time, if I haven't started yet. HeHe.
Tuesday, September 21, 2004
It's Really Amazing
The Amazing Race is over. As if by coincidence, I horribly missed most of the scenes with the Philippines in them. I hope that just means that God wants me to see the places in person. =)
This was my first time watching the series and I loved it! It made me realize that traveling is really what I want to do; I need to make my backpacking plans a reality. Also, this show proved to me that it would be much better if I could share the trip with someone else. Which of course makes sense: I need to have someone there to take pictures of me! ;P
Anyway, I wanted Chip and Kim to win and I'm glad they did. I was very impressed with Chip when he said in one episode to just give, give, give. According to him, when you do give to the world, you get so much more in return. I need to put that into practice more.
Last month, I asked Pen for advice on what to do about doing someone a favor. She told me not to do it (maldita talaga! LoL), but I did the opposite. It might have been the martyrness in me again, but I owe my good deed to Chip's words of wisdom. HeHe. See? TV is good for you...in small doses. HeHe.
This was my first time watching the series and I loved it! It made me realize that traveling is really what I want to do; I need to make my backpacking plans a reality. Also, this show proved to me that it would be much better if I could share the trip with someone else. Which of course makes sense: I need to have someone there to take pictures of me! ;P
Anyway, I wanted Chip and Kim to win and I'm glad they did. I was very impressed with Chip when he said in one episode to just give, give, give. According to him, when you do give to the world, you get so much more in return. I need to put that into practice more.
Last month, I asked Pen for advice on what to do about doing someone a favor. She told me not to do it (maldita talaga! LoL), but I did the opposite. It might have been the martyrness in me again, but I owe my good deed to Chip's words of wisdom. HeHe. See? TV is good for you...in small doses. HeHe.
Monday, September 20, 2004
More of Everything
Comments that have made me smile in the past week:
1) "You should be doing something else."
The majority of people I know have been telling me to be thankful that I have a marketing job right now. Yes, I am quite thankful. However, I just want more and I don't see anything wrong with wanting something better for yourself.
When Co-worker L told me that last week, I felt helluva lot better about the world in general. At least someone I know thinks that I deserve something better; that I have the skills that others would want.
Applied to a different topic: Now why can't the relatives have the same frame of mind and quit barking at me for being single. They always sound like I should just go out with any joe-schmoe for the sake of having a significant other. People, I'm single because I'm waiting for "the good stuff"...wow, by the sound of it, I haven't lost hope. ;P
2) "You're funny."
Good enough to be in "The Last Comic Standing?" Didn't think so. HeHe. Sense of humor is a very tricky thing. I just think that if you get it, you get it. And I'm glad that there's people out there who do get it. Naks.
Life for me right now...isn't sucky. I wouldn't call it sucky because I am blessed on many aspects. I'm not really whining anymore about life. I guess, I'm just yearning for more out of life right now.
1) "You should be doing something else."
The majority of people I know have been telling me to be thankful that I have a marketing job right now. Yes, I am quite thankful. However, I just want more and I don't see anything wrong with wanting something better for yourself.
When Co-worker L told me that last week, I felt helluva lot better about the world in general. At least someone I know thinks that I deserve something better; that I have the skills that others would want.
Applied to a different topic: Now why can't the relatives have the same frame of mind and quit barking at me for being single. They always sound like I should just go out with any joe-schmoe for the sake of having a significant other. People, I'm single because I'm waiting for "the good stuff"...wow, by the sound of it, I haven't lost hope. ;P
2) "You're funny."
Good enough to be in "The Last Comic Standing?" Didn't think so. HeHe. Sense of humor is a very tricky thing. I just think that if you get it, you get it. And I'm glad that there's people out there who do get it. Naks.
Life for me right now...isn't sucky. I wouldn't call it sucky because I am blessed on many aspects. I'm not really whining anymore about life. I guess, I'm just yearning for more out of life right now.
Sunday, September 19, 2004
I Heart Geeks
The Manila relatives left for Houston today. There is now time to feel lonely kaya kinakabahan na ako especially now that the weather has drastically changed. HeHe.
Anyway, a few months ago, I made it clear on here that I am not a geek. Well, I think I might have been lying to myself all this time. Guess where I was on Thursday? I was at the Seattle Conference for Adobe Photoshop Users. I know, I know, but it was work-related, okay? The City paid for it. It wasn't like I used my own money for such a thing. HeHe.
I realized that (okay people, don't laugh) people who can show me tips and tricks on Adobe Photoshop make my day. LoL. Seriously, if you were just staring at me, you would've seen that I got giddier and giddier as the day went on, simply because I was shown how powerful masks, actions, and overlays were. Mababaw talaga ang kaligayahan ng bata. HeHe.
And as if that wasn't enough, I have decided that my next computer will be Mac-based. Kuya Greg showed me the new G5 and yes, I was impressed. HeHe. However, since I need a laptop more than a desktop, I'm trying to decide between an iBook and a Powerbook right now. But since I need to save up for such a thing, I'm salivating over getting an iPod for now. I got to see it in person when I went to Frys for the first time on Saturday. Grabe, that darn thing is cute and I love how it's white and super clean looking.
Geez, what have you people done to me! ;P
Anyway, a few months ago, I made it clear on here that I am not a geek. Well, I think I might have been lying to myself all this time. Guess where I was on Thursday? I was at the Seattle Conference for Adobe Photoshop Users. I know, I know, but it was work-related, okay? The City paid for it. It wasn't like I used my own money for such a thing. HeHe.
I realized that (okay people, don't laugh) people who can show me tips and tricks on Adobe Photoshop make my day. LoL. Seriously, if you were just staring at me, you would've seen that I got giddier and giddier as the day went on, simply because I was shown how powerful masks, actions, and overlays were. Mababaw talaga ang kaligayahan ng bata. HeHe.
And as if that wasn't enough, I have decided that my next computer will be Mac-based. Kuya Greg showed me the new G5 and yes, I was impressed. HeHe. However, since I need a laptop more than a desktop, I'm trying to decide between an iBook and a Powerbook right now. But since I need to save up for such a thing, I'm salivating over getting an iPod for now. I got to see it in person when I went to Frys for the first time on Saturday. Grabe, that darn thing is cute and I love how it's white and super clean looking.
Geez, what have you people done to me! ;P
Wednesday, September 15, 2004
Measuring Life
Yes.
That was the answer I got from Ninang when I dropped the "Can I stay in Manila with you for longer than three months?" question on Saturday.
So now, the only obstacle left is the battle between me and my comfort zone.
P10,000 / P55 = $182/month. Traffic. Pollution. Being always praning of getting hold-upped, kidnapped, etc. Dirty public restrooms. ATMs that are hard to find. Feminine pads that are way too small and have no leak protection. Image-conscious citizens. Floods. Heat and humidity. Lack of order. No clean tap water. No hot tap water. Ipis, butiki, langgam, lamok, oh my. No health insurance. Not finding pants that fit.
Those are my biggest worries. Pero sabihin na natin na I have "everything" here in Seattle. Satisfied ba ako? Hindi naman, di ba? Hindi basta madami kang meron eh ibig sabihin na maligaya ka na. There are truly some things money can't buy.
I guess the solution is not to think in terms of money. Better yet, I should say not think in terms of money that I'm not getting. Let's see...P10,000. Out na ang obsession with Kamiseta. Starbucks will only be used for wi-fi purposes and not for drinks. Chalk magazine is P75 lang naman. I've come to terms with not having a car; mas mageenjoy ako sa MRT kesa naman being stuck on EDSA for four hours trying to get from say, Pasay to Quezon City. As far as friends naman, you don't need money for that. Kung magkaibigan lang kayo kasi may pera ang isa't isa, eh di hindi na yon totoong friendship. Tiyaka, hindi naman talaga ako nagpapautang or nagpapauto eh kaya it doesn't matter kung may pera ako or wala. LoL.
March 2005. March 1, 2005 is the end of my 6-month probation status as a "new" full-time employee at Job #1; March 17, 2005 is my one year anniversary. What "sign" did I receive on Saturday after asking Ninang The Question? She told me that they're going to Boracay at the end of March next year (before the start of the peak season). I've never been to Boracay; I've always wanted to go; What a sweet Welcome Back party it would be.
So, who thinks I have enough courage to pull this plan off? Promise, no hard feelings. The online voting polls are now open. HeHe.
That was the answer I got from Ninang when I dropped the "Can I stay in Manila with you for longer than three months?" question on Saturday.
So now, the only obstacle left is the battle between me and my comfort zone.
P10,000 / P55 = $182/month. Traffic. Pollution. Being always praning of getting hold-upped, kidnapped, etc. Dirty public restrooms. ATMs that are hard to find. Feminine pads that are way too small and have no leak protection. Image-conscious citizens. Floods. Heat and humidity. Lack of order. No clean tap water. No hot tap water. Ipis, butiki, langgam, lamok, oh my. No health insurance. Not finding pants that fit.
Those are my biggest worries. Pero sabihin na natin na I have "everything" here in Seattle. Satisfied ba ako? Hindi naman, di ba? Hindi basta madami kang meron eh ibig sabihin na maligaya ka na. There are truly some things money can't buy.
I guess the solution is not to think in terms of money. Better yet, I should say not think in terms of money that I'm not getting. Let's see...P10,000. Out na ang obsession with Kamiseta. Starbucks will only be used for wi-fi purposes and not for drinks. Chalk magazine is P75 lang naman. I've come to terms with not having a car; mas mageenjoy ako sa MRT kesa naman being stuck on EDSA for four hours trying to get from say, Pasay to Quezon City. As far as friends naman, you don't need money for that. Kung magkaibigan lang kayo kasi may pera ang isa't isa, eh di hindi na yon totoong friendship. Tiyaka, hindi naman talaga ako nagpapautang or nagpapauto eh kaya it doesn't matter kung may pera ako or wala. LoL.
March 2005. March 1, 2005 is the end of my 6-month probation status as a "new" full-time employee at Job #1; March 17, 2005 is my one year anniversary. What "sign" did I receive on Saturday after asking Ninang The Question? She told me that they're going to Boracay at the end of March next year (before the start of the peak season). I've never been to Boracay; I've always wanted to go; What a sweet Welcome Back party it would be.
So, who thinks I have enough courage to pull this plan off? Promise, no hard feelings. The online voting polls are now open. HeHe.
Thursday, September 9, 2004
Baby Got Back
I watched My Sassy Girl again tonight. Regardless of how many times I've seen any one of my chick flick DVDs, I always manage to cry my eyes out. Feel na feel ata. HeHe.
On an unrelated topic, I think I finally do trust God with my lovelife. Whenever I try to lie to myself and say "Puwede na," eventhough deep in my heart I know it's not what I truly want, He always makes sure that I don't give in to the temptation. LoL. He definitely has my back. Someone had also suggested to me that I should start praying for my future significant other. I haven't really done it before because I feel like I'm really burdening God by asking for too much from Him (HaHa!), but I think I'll start doing so anyway. Let's see if He will take me seriously na. =D
On an unrelated topic, I think I finally do trust God with my lovelife. Whenever I try to lie to myself and say "Puwede na," eventhough deep in my heart I know it's not what I truly want, He always makes sure that I don't give in to the temptation. LoL. He definitely has my back. Someone had also suggested to me that I should start praying for my future significant other. I haven't really done it before because I feel like I'm really burdening God by asking for too much from Him (HaHa!), but I think I'll start doing so anyway. Let's see if He will take me seriously na. =D
Wednesday, September 8, 2004
Click
For the second time since I've created it, someone used Gmail's Password Assistance today in hopes of taking my Gmail account from me. Quit it! Stealing is bad! Besides, there are no juicy e-mails there. May I recommend my MySpace account instead? LoL.
Speaking of MySpace, last night, I randomly clicked on someone's profile and read one of his blog entries. He was talking about how great it is to find someone that you click with. Not necessarily a significant other, but just another person whom you can discuss one topic after another for hours. I've asked Pen before about this very topic: why is it that there are people out there that you can have long conversations with (online or offline), and there are those whom you can only say "hi, hello, goodbye" to? I've taken Interpersonal Communications in college and we were taught that we can always steer a conversation to make it more meaningful. I beg to disagree. Regardless of how many open-ended questions I throw at someone, sometimes they're not enough to make me not give a lame excuse to leave the premises. ;X Anyone have a scientific explanation for this umm...phenomena? HeHe.
Speaking of MySpace, last night, I randomly clicked on someone's profile and read one of his blog entries. He was talking about how great it is to find someone that you click with. Not necessarily a significant other, but just another person whom you can discuss one topic after another for hours. I've asked Pen before about this very topic: why is it that there are people out there that you can have long conversations with (online or offline), and there are those whom you can only say "hi, hello, goodbye" to? I've taken Interpersonal Communications in college and we were taught that we can always steer a conversation to make it more meaningful. I beg to disagree. Regardless of how many open-ended questions I throw at someone, sometimes they're not enough to make me not give a lame excuse to leave the premises. ;X Anyone have a scientific explanation for this umm...phenomena? HeHe.
Monday, September 6, 2004
First Paid Holiday
I haven't been spending much time in my room. If I'm at home, I'm usually downstairs where my computer and TFC are (HeHe). However, today, I spent all day in my bedroom, reading and just being under the covers. Super sarap! I was even able to take a nap from 4:00-7:30 p.m. *SIGH. Getting rest is definitely a good thing.
Sunday, September 5, 2004
Letdown
It's official: The Instructor is married. Oh my poor aching heart! LoL. Now who the heck cares that he used to have a pinay gf before? Tsk. Tsk.
Saturday, September 4, 2004
Kababawan
The relatives from Manila arrived yesterday. My pasalubongs?
*SIGH. I hope these things can help me ease the pains that come with the "Ber" months. I felt the chill in the air after my Thursday night's capoeira class; summer is definitely over. SAD is going to be kicking in soon. As Alice Dixson once said, "I can feel it" (Yes, I know, so 1980s! LoL).
- Muhlach ensaymadas (Carbs and all, I love you still!)
- Girbaud backpack
- Kamiseta shirt (How I missed you so!)
- UAAP and August issue of Chalk Magazine
*SIGH. I hope these things can help me ease the pains that come with the "Ber" months. I felt the chill in the air after my Thursday night's capoeira class; summer is definitely over. SAD is going to be kicking in soon. As Alice Dixson once said, "I can feel it" (Yes, I know, so 1980s! LoL).
Friday, September 3, 2004
One More Time
The Instructor wasn't in class last night, so we had a substitute. Hence, I enjoyed myself more. I was less intimidated and was less frustrated at myself. Life would be much easier if I had ugly instructors for my extra-curricular activities. HeHe.
While having the whole office to myself today, the only thought that ran through my mind regarding a segment of my life was: "Let it go, MiNA. Let it go." I've done it numerous times before, so this should just be another walk in the park. Kaya ko 'to.
While having the whole office to myself today, the only thought that ran through my mind regarding a segment of my life was: "Let it go, MiNA. Let it go." I've done it numerous times before, so this should just be another walk in the park. Kaya ko 'to.
Wednesday, September 1, 2004
Dream Sequence
Setting: In the cafeteria, first floor of the office building, 8:45 a.m.
Guy: So, do you like Chinese food?
Me: Yeah, I do.
Guy: Would you go to dinner with me tonight?
Me: Sorry, I'm busy. Gotta go, I'm going to be late for work.
Setting: In the office, second floor of the office building, 10 a.m.
Co-worker: There's so many people outside! One of the guests in the room across the hall is getting a make-over from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy!
Me: No way! (Opens the door a tiny bit to take a peek. Sees lots of camera lights and people running around.)
A couple of hours later...
(A tiny toy, plastic teeth to be exact, slides under the office door)
Tiny Toy: MiNA, would you go out to dinner with me?
(Co-worker and I giggle.)
Me: Sorry! (slides the tiny toy back to where it came from)
The clock strikes 5 o'clock. Co-worker and I open the door of the office.
Queer Eye Guys: There she is!
Queer Eye Staff: Hi, are you MiNA? Would you please go to dinner with the guy? It's part of the show. It would mean a lot to him.
(I look towards the guy while he's looking into a camera. His hair is much shorter now. He's clean-shaven. He's wearing a royal blue polo shirt, a white shirt underneath, blue jeans, and white sneakers.)
Me: Fine, fine, I'll go to dinner with him.
Setting: Restaurant. I was asked to sit at an empty table with 20 chairs. A big group of people entered the door and headed towards me. The cameras continue to roll behind them. The guy sits next to me; his mom sits next to him; the rest of his family sits around the table. Both of us don't speak to each other for a good 20 minutes. Finally, I lean over.
Me: Sorry about this morning.
Guy: No, problem.
Me: When you asked me to dinner this morning, did you know that it was part of the show?
Guy: No, I just wanted to ask you.
Me: Oh.
The guy and I continue to lean towards each other, keeping our voices low so that the cameras don't pick up what we're talking about.
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Then, I woke up. I only get dreams once in awhile and when I do-just like this one-certain things don't match up. For example, the people from Manila are in a U.S. location with me. Also, the faces of the people that I encounter are blurred. However, by far, this is the vividest dream I have had; it was vivid because of the royal blue shirt. It was also vivid because I knew that the guy in the dream was a white guy. In the dreams that I've had before, I never knew anything about the guy.
Anyone know how to intepret dreams? LoL.
Guy: So, do you like Chinese food?
Me: Yeah, I do.
Guy: Would you go to dinner with me tonight?
Me: Sorry, I'm busy. Gotta go, I'm going to be late for work.
Setting: In the office, second floor of the office building, 10 a.m.
Co-worker: There's so many people outside! One of the guests in the room across the hall is getting a make-over from Queer Eye for the Straight Guy!
Me: No way! (Opens the door a tiny bit to take a peek. Sees lots of camera lights and people running around.)
A couple of hours later...
(A tiny toy, plastic teeth to be exact, slides under the office door)
Tiny Toy: MiNA, would you go out to dinner with me?
(Co-worker and I giggle.)
Me: Sorry! (slides the tiny toy back to where it came from)
The clock strikes 5 o'clock. Co-worker and I open the door of the office.
Queer Eye Guys: There she is!
Queer Eye Staff: Hi, are you MiNA? Would you please go to dinner with the guy? It's part of the show. It would mean a lot to him.
(I look towards the guy while he's looking into a camera. His hair is much shorter now. He's clean-shaven. He's wearing a royal blue polo shirt, a white shirt underneath, blue jeans, and white sneakers.)
Me: Fine, fine, I'll go to dinner with him.
Setting: Restaurant. I was asked to sit at an empty table with 20 chairs. A big group of people entered the door and headed towards me. The cameras continue to roll behind them. The guy sits next to me; his mom sits next to him; the rest of his family sits around the table. Both of us don't speak to each other for a good 20 minutes. Finally, I lean over.
Me: Sorry about this morning.
Guy: No, problem.
Me: When you asked me to dinner this morning, did you know that it was part of the show?
Guy: No, I just wanted to ask you.
Me: Oh.
The guy and I continue to lean towards each other, keeping our voices low so that the cameras don't pick up what we're talking about.
---
Then, I woke up. I only get dreams once in awhile and when I do-just like this one-certain things don't match up. For example, the people from Manila are in a U.S. location with me. Also, the faces of the people that I encounter are blurred. However, by far, this is the vividest dream I have had; it was vivid because of the royal blue shirt. It was also vivid because I knew that the guy in the dream was a white guy. In the dreams that I've had before, I never knew anything about the guy.
Anyone know how to intepret dreams? LoL.
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