Please tell me I am not the last person to know.
I played The Black Eyed Peas' "Elephunk" CD today for the first time. My first reaction was "Wow, I can dance to this." I have checked out both of the Neptunes' CDs and found them hard to listen and groove to (Dancing King would've been utterly disappointed at me). I expected to feel the same way with The Black Eyed Peas (they are both from the hiphop genre, right?), but low and behold, the opposite was true.
So there I was, just sitting on the couch while the CD was playing, and suddenly, I hear Tagalog words. I was like, "The heck?! Did the CD stop playing and MusicMatch automatically play one of the MP3s on my comp?!" Nope, the CD was playing "The APL Song" which contains Tagalog lyrics, which finally told me that Allen Pineda is indeed Filipino (Ever since the "Where Is the Love" video came out, I have been wondering what the heck he was). Again, please tell me I am not the last person to know all of this.
Monday, January 19, 2004
Sunday, January 18, 2004
The Human Factor
I went to the library after work to pick-up my three holds. Since the beginning of the year, the library had put up a holds section where you get your holds yourself (versus the librarian getting them from their backroom). I didn't mind that since I figured the check-out line would be faster that way.
Today, I found out that there's another new thing in the library: self check-outs. Instead of the librarians scanning the barcode, you have to do it yourself now. What in the world? Call me old fashioned, but when I go to the library, I expect to interact with the librarians in some way. Actually, anywhere I go, I expect to interact with people period. If I didn't want to interact with people, I would just stay home. I'm guessing that other places will be adopting this trend soon and I'm not looking forward to it. *SIGH. I want human interaction back!
Today, I found out that there's another new thing in the library: self check-outs. Instead of the librarians scanning the barcode, you have to do it yourself now. What in the world? Call me old fashioned, but when I go to the library, I expect to interact with the librarians in some way. Actually, anywhere I go, I expect to interact with people period. If I didn't want to interact with people, I would just stay home. I'm guessing that other places will be adopting this trend soon and I'm not looking forward to it. *SIGH. I want human interaction back!
Thursday, January 15, 2004
It's Not All About The Money
Why do the guys that I find cute the first ones to be kicked off their respective reality shows? Lastest casualty? Jason from The Apprentice. It's my cute-guy-repellant-syndrome wreaking havoc again. =/
Anyway, Mikee Cojuangco-Jaworski was on Morning Girls yesterday and Kris, the eloquent speaker that she is, described Mikee as the "anti-thesis of kikay." Of course, I couldn't help, but smile because that's an accurate description of what Mikee and I have in common (If only we had the looks and dimples in common, too. HeHe). It's something that I hope people see in me and also value in me. In a world where people look up to others who have the most material wealth, I hope there are others like me who feel otherwise.
People never fail to ask me why I'm not attracted to any of the guys here in Seattle, more specifically Asian Americans. Long ago I have accepted that my values are different from the Asian Americans that I have come across. Neither are good nor bad, it's just a matter of realizing there's a difference.
One of the things that I'm worried about regarding moving back to the Philippines is finding out that every single guy that I meet over there embodies every single quality that I dislike about the guys here. The stories of guys courting girls over text messages are enough to keep me awake at night. HeHe. I hope there are still a few who does not care about impressing the whole entire population by the clothes they wear, the car they drive, or what model their cellphone is...especially if mommy and daddy were the ones who paid for them. This is also probably why I gravitate towards promdis because I associate living in the provinces with simplicity (eventhough I've never really lived in a province to really know). Either that, or I was a promdi myself in my past life. {;P
People who are rich, but never flaunt their wealth, will always have my respect. In the same category are people who are wealthy but use their blessings to help those who are less fortunate instead of using their blessings to marginalize others. With that in mind, I'd like to send off my love recruiters again and see what they come up with. LoL (I told you all that the qualities that I look for in guys are sooo weird! HeHe)
Anyway, Mikee Cojuangco-Jaworski was on Morning Girls yesterday and Kris, the eloquent speaker that she is, described Mikee as the "anti-thesis of kikay." Of course, I couldn't help, but smile because that's an accurate description of what Mikee and I have in common (If only we had the looks and dimples in common, too. HeHe). It's something that I hope people see in me and also value in me. In a world where people look up to others who have the most material wealth, I hope there are others like me who feel otherwise.
People never fail to ask me why I'm not attracted to any of the guys here in Seattle, more specifically Asian Americans. Long ago I have accepted that my values are different from the Asian Americans that I have come across. Neither are good nor bad, it's just a matter of realizing there's a difference.
One of the things that I'm worried about regarding moving back to the Philippines is finding out that every single guy that I meet over there embodies every single quality that I dislike about the guys here. The stories of guys courting girls over text messages are enough to keep me awake at night. HeHe. I hope there are still a few who does not care about impressing the whole entire population by the clothes they wear, the car they drive, or what model their cellphone is...especially if mommy and daddy were the ones who paid for them. This is also probably why I gravitate towards promdis because I associate living in the provinces with simplicity (eventhough I've never really lived in a province to really know). Either that, or I was a promdi myself in my past life. {;P
People who are rich, but never flaunt their wealth, will always have my respect. In the same category are people who are wealthy but use their blessings to help those who are less fortunate instead of using their blessings to marginalize others. With that in mind, I'd like to send off my love recruiters again and see what they come up with. LoL (I told you all that the qualities that I look for in guys are sooo weird! HeHe)
Tuesday, January 13, 2004
Start of Something New
I went to the gym today. *GASP.
Although, I'm on a one week trial membership only. I'm quite proud of myself for getting it. I'm proud not because I've worked up the courage to step into a gym, but because I stood firm and refused to sign up for a paid membership right away. I thank my business degree.
I knew what Pure Fitness was up to the minute I called on Saturday. They refused to talk to me about prices over the phone (unlike Gold's Gym who gave me their spiel right there and then). Fine, two can play this game so I showed up today to see how well these people got trained in sales. (On a side note, if you've ever wanted to feel dumb, try wearing a business suit and have someone give you a gym tour. That should do it.) Anyway, so I went in there to redeem my one week trial membership coupon. That was all I wanted. Did they give it to me willingly? No, just as I had suspected.
Sales 101, Lesson 1: Spend a lot of time with your customer. Afterwards, they will feel guilty about not purchasing anything so they will fork over money.
So, this guy gives me a full-out tour of the gym (I didn't ask for it), measured every single part of my body (thank God I was not attracted to this guy), tried to be chummy with me (I have enough friendsters, man!), and sat me down in a chair.
Sales 101, Lesson 2: Sitting is better than standing if you want to get what you want.
When you're sitting down, there's less blood flow in your body so you're less able to think clearly (Yawning/sleeping in class is a big indication). At this point, he opens up a binder, displaying the membership plans. There were only two, one for a whole year, and another for a month-to-month basis. I told him: I would just like to redeem the one week trial.
Sales 101, Lesson 3: Tell your customer that the prices are only for a limited time.
So, that's what he did. Why does he care if I get the best price?! It's not his problem, it's mine. Hence, he's not really caring about me, but simply just wants his commission. Again, I insisted that I only want the one week trial.
Sales 101, Lesson 4: Keep insisting.
Poor guy doesn't know that peer pressure does not work on me. I'd rather be a biatch (excuse my French) than give in to anything that I don't want to do. So, that's what I did. "I only want the free pass for a week. If you don't want to give it to me, fine. I'll just leave now." You gotta give him credit for still keeping the hope alive.
Sales 101, Lesson 5: Offer extras, freebies, your soul.
By this time, I think he has figured out that I'm a biatch (finally!) so he walks me to the front desk to give me my one week trial pass. Of course, he didn't give in easily. He said, "Well, do you have time for a work out today? I'll take you through one." Testing how far he will go to get his commission from me, I said, "Yeah, but not until later on tonight." Guy goes, "Okay, tell me what time." I said, "10 p.m." He looked down. Poor guy. He goes, "Well, how about tomorrow? What time are you available tomorrow?" I said, "Oh, I don't know yet. I won't know until tomorrow. It all depends on my mom's work schedule." Ugh, I had to lie! At this point, all I wanted for him to do was give me that darn card and spare the both of us. He finally did. Whew!
When he was escorting me to the door, he called me the wrong name (Who the hell is Regina? LoL). His sales pitch was clearly over.
Two hours later, I drove back to the gym to work out. Actually, it wasn't a work out; I still don't trust myself with one of those machines. HeHe. I attended one of the fitness classes. I feel good, baby. My limbs may be numb right now, but it's all good. Let's see what the next 7 days have in store for me.
Although, I'm on a one week trial membership only. I'm quite proud of myself for getting it. I'm proud not because I've worked up the courage to step into a gym, but because I stood firm and refused to sign up for a paid membership right away. I thank my business degree.
I knew what Pure Fitness was up to the minute I called on Saturday. They refused to talk to me about prices over the phone (unlike Gold's Gym who gave me their spiel right there and then). Fine, two can play this game so I showed up today to see how well these people got trained in sales. (On a side note, if you've ever wanted to feel dumb, try wearing a business suit and have someone give you a gym tour. That should do it.) Anyway, so I went in there to redeem my one week trial membership coupon. That was all I wanted. Did they give it to me willingly? No, just as I had suspected.
Sales 101, Lesson 1: Spend a lot of time with your customer. Afterwards, they will feel guilty about not purchasing anything so they will fork over money.
So, this guy gives me a full-out tour of the gym (I didn't ask for it), measured every single part of my body (thank God I was not attracted to this guy), tried to be chummy with me (I have enough friendsters, man!), and sat me down in a chair.
Sales 101, Lesson 2: Sitting is better than standing if you want to get what you want.
When you're sitting down, there's less blood flow in your body so you're less able to think clearly (Yawning/sleeping in class is a big indication). At this point, he opens up a binder, displaying the membership plans. There were only two, one for a whole year, and another for a month-to-month basis. I told him: I would just like to redeem the one week trial.
Sales 101, Lesson 3: Tell your customer that the prices are only for a limited time.
So, that's what he did. Why does he care if I get the best price?! It's not his problem, it's mine. Hence, he's not really caring about me, but simply just wants his commission. Again, I insisted that I only want the one week trial.
Sales 101, Lesson 4: Keep insisting.
Poor guy doesn't know that peer pressure does not work on me. I'd rather be a biatch (excuse my French) than give in to anything that I don't want to do. So, that's what I did. "I only want the free pass for a week. If you don't want to give it to me, fine. I'll just leave now." You gotta give him credit for still keeping the hope alive.
Sales 101, Lesson 5: Offer extras, freebies, your soul.
By this time, I think he has figured out that I'm a biatch (finally!) so he walks me to the front desk to give me my one week trial pass. Of course, he didn't give in easily. He said, "Well, do you have time for a work out today? I'll take you through one." Testing how far he will go to get his commission from me, I said, "Yeah, but not until later on tonight." Guy goes, "Okay, tell me what time." I said, "10 p.m." He looked down. Poor guy. He goes, "Well, how about tomorrow? What time are you available tomorrow?" I said, "Oh, I don't know yet. I won't know until tomorrow. It all depends on my mom's work schedule." Ugh, I had to lie! At this point, all I wanted for him to do was give me that darn card and spare the both of us. He finally did. Whew!
When he was escorting me to the door, he called me the wrong name (Who the hell is Regina? LoL). His sales pitch was clearly over.
Two hours later, I drove back to the gym to work out. Actually, it wasn't a work out; I still don't trust myself with one of those machines. HeHe. I attended one of the fitness classes. I feel good, baby. My limbs may be numb right now, but it's all good. Let's see what the next 7 days have in store for me.
Thursday, January 8, 2004
A for Effort
"Operation: No Rice" is in full swing. So far, 8 days of no rice and my sanity is still intact. Amazing!
My going to the gym is entirely a different story. I did call Gold's Gym on Saturday to inquire about membership fees: $5 enrollment (it's $99 usually), and $39.95/month. Geez. Although, by far, that's cheaper compared to my going to the dance studio five days a week. However, the only thing I know how to use in a gym is the treadmill and if that is the case, then I might as well just stay home because we do have one. It just needs to be dusted. HaHa.
Man, seriously, why does having a personal trainer cost so much? Kainis! It's vanity times like these that I wish I were in the Philippines. {;P Does anyone know about Pure Fitness? Their commercials say that personal training comes with the membership. True? Otherwise, can someone provide me sketch diagrams and instructions on how to use each weight-training-related equipment available in the gym? {=D
My going to the gym is entirely a different story. I did call Gold's Gym on Saturday to inquire about membership fees: $5 enrollment (it's $99 usually), and $39.95/month. Geez. Although, by far, that's cheaper compared to my going to the dance studio five days a week. However, the only thing I know how to use in a gym is the treadmill and if that is the case, then I might as well just stay home because we do have one. It just needs to be dusted. HaHa.
Man, seriously, why does having a personal trainer cost so much? Kainis! It's vanity times like these that I wish I were in the Philippines. {;P Does anyone know about Pure Fitness? Their commercials say that personal training comes with the membership. True? Otherwise, can someone provide me sketch diagrams and instructions on how to use each weight-training-related equipment available in the gym? {=D
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