During dinner a few minutes ago,
Me: Anong oras kayo aalis tomorrow morning?
Ninang: 5:30.
Me: Ngii!
Ninang: Bakit, saan ka ba pupunta bukas?
Me: Wala lang. Tambay lang wherever.
Ninang: Ang hirap naman na wala kang kasama.
Me: Sanay na.
Ninang: Friday na Friday, walang nagyayaya sa 'yo?
Ouch! Talk about a deadly one-liner! I'm surprised that I didn't shed a tear or two right there and then. LoL.
I blame Kuya Heinz and my big mouth for my being alone every single Friday night. I should have never, ever, ever claimed that I lived in some city in Rizal. I vividly remember Kuya Heinz asking me how he could ever sell me to someone: "Pare, may ipapakilala ako sa 'yo. Maganda, mabait, matalino, pero pare, kailangan mong ihatid sa San Mateo."
Then, we also have Tet who told me that guys have this certain "Location Quotient," that if a girl lived far, guys would think twice about dating her. *Sniff. *Sniff.
Sige na nga, career na lang nga muna. I get the hint already. LoL.
Thursday, September 8, 2005
Wednesday, September 7, 2005
Sawi Girls Unite
I'm sorry to all the 25-30 year-old, single, with a car, males of this country. I'm sorry because I was cursing the living daylights out of all of you today at about 3 p.m. Granted that yes, I did it all silently, but shame on me for thinking that you guys were the problem.
I was just thinking that instead of sitting in the back of a taxi cab, I could've been sitting shotgun in your car. Instead of having my hands on my purse, I could've been holding hands with you. Instead of sitting in traffic (because of those rallyistas at the PP Monument), we could've been sitting somewhere together in the comforts of say, a movie theatre or something. And when I handed P200 to the taxi driver who took me from Power Plant to Katipunan, I knew that I wouldn't have had to do that if I had you. All together now, "Aww." HeHe.
Anyway, I spent the middle part of my day with none other than the soon-to-be Atty. Rosa. On her website, she sounds like a shoe-crazed, shopping-obsessed woman. On YM, she sounds like a boy-crazy sixteen-year-old. In her text messages, she sounds like an intelligent, mature woman who knows how to speak English well. In person, she's all of the above, but much crazier in person. LoL. Daig ako nito!
After having lunch and getting my brows threaded, we decided to hang out at Starbucks to "check out the goods." Grabe, there should be a rule in the Philippines that states that guys can't look at girls if they're not going to approach them. Nakakapikon eh. HaHa. Anyway, Rosa concluded that I prefer the "geeky" types (I'd like to refer to them as the intelligent-looking ones) while she would rather have the "badboy" AND "casually-dressed" types. I'm glad we're not going for the same demographic, fellow sawi girl. LoL.
Rosa disappointed me though. All this time, I thought of myself as cool for making people believe that I'm just another Filipino who grew up in this country, thanks to my Tagalog-speaking ways. Rosa, however, pointed out that I may know Tagalog, but how I say my vowels gives my identity away. A-E-I-O-U, must start reading those Tagalog comics! LoL. At least I don't roll my Rs when I say words like "parang" ha! HeHe.
Good times, fun times. Thanks for taking time away from studying to see me, Rosa! I'm looking forward to "Luneta after the bar." Please continue to stalk those Atenista boys for me; I'm afraid I won't try to venture out to Rockwell again without a driver in tow. I'll try to make do with the Ortigas yuppies. ;P
I was just thinking that instead of sitting in the back of a taxi cab, I could've been sitting shotgun in your car. Instead of having my hands on my purse, I could've been holding hands with you. Instead of sitting in traffic (because of those rallyistas at the PP Monument), we could've been sitting somewhere together in the comforts of say, a movie theatre or something. And when I handed P200 to the taxi driver who took me from Power Plant to Katipunan, I knew that I wouldn't have had to do that if I had you. All together now, "Aww." HeHe.
Anyway, I spent the middle part of my day with none other than the soon-to-be Atty. Rosa. On her website, she sounds like a shoe-crazed, shopping-obsessed woman. On YM, she sounds like a boy-crazy sixteen-year-old. In her text messages, she sounds like an intelligent, mature woman who knows how to speak English well. In person, she's all of the above, but much crazier in person. LoL. Daig ako nito!
After having lunch and getting my brows threaded, we decided to hang out at Starbucks to "check out the goods." Grabe, there should be a rule in the Philippines that states that guys can't look at girls if they're not going to approach them. Nakakapikon eh. HaHa. Anyway, Rosa concluded that I prefer the "geeky" types (I'd like to refer to them as the intelligent-looking ones) while she would rather have the "badboy" AND "casually-dressed" types. I'm glad we're not going for the same demographic, fellow sawi girl. LoL.
Rosa disappointed me though. All this time, I thought of myself as cool for making people believe that I'm just another Filipino who grew up in this country, thanks to my Tagalog-speaking ways. Rosa, however, pointed out that I may know Tagalog, but how I say my vowels gives my identity away. A-E-I-O-U, must start reading those Tagalog comics! LoL. At least I don't roll my Rs when I say words like "parang" ha! HeHe.
Good times, fun times. Thanks for taking time away from studying to see me, Rosa! I'm looking forward to "Luneta after the bar." Please continue to stalk those Atenista boys for me; I'm afraid I won't try to venture out to Rockwell again without a driver in tow. I'll try to make do with the Ortigas yuppies. ;P
Tuesday, September 6, 2005
MNC = Multi-National Channel
I'm happy. Happy, happy, happy. =D
Part I:
I had a 10:30 interview at a multi-national television channel. Two weeks ago, I got stood up. Today certainly made up for it. What's there to say? I felt at home. I felt respected. I felt like I was fulfilling my dream. Naks!
When I tried to hand over my resume, I was told, "I already have this. You already e-mailed this to me." Music to my ears, people! When I tried to say that I'm a Marketing student, I was told, "Me, too. I don't believe in having just one track around here." I swear, I wanted to hug every single person in that room. ::wiping a tear::
After the general manager, I spoke separately to two other people who could potentially be my direct supervisors. No complaints at all. I was not ready for any of the questions they threw at me, but I did well (well enough to be given their business cards). Who knew that my pop culture knowledge could come in handy during a job interview!
God, let them realize my importance; let them make me a regular employee rather than a contractual one; let them offer me enough money to be able to move out of the house and get a place of my very own in the city; let them make me the third Seattle-ite in the company.
Part II:
After getting in the car, I started receiving texts one after the other, all unrelated by the way. One was from Pare, and sure enough, what she told me was true (not like I was thinking you were a liar, Pare, but I had to see it to believe it! LoL).
"hey i know someone. she's in manila right now. she's really great inspite of her antipatika ways. bwahahaha. email me if you want her name and number. :) (i'm serious)."
Yes, I may throw a pity party every single time I talk about my lovelife on here, but please do take care of me, too, when you're trying to help me out. Unless you're the sibling or close friend of the one you're recommending, please don't bother sharing my phone number. Wait, I'm sounding like an ungrateful person. LoL. What I'm trying to say is, please send over a picture and complete profile of the person to me first before any numbers get exchanged. ;P
Part III:
For lunch, I met up with Alessa at The Podium. Seriously, this girl is my savior for never making me feel too lonely in Manila. =) And to add icing to the cake, Jimbo joined us. Finally, he made time for me. I haven't seen him for four weeks already and he dares call me his cousin. Nagtatampo na naman! HaHa!
And call us bored because we decided to bowl after our gluttony! Did any of us know how to bowl? Absolutely not. As proof, I even broke a nail...and sweated (eww, I know). I was the kulelat one out of the three of us, hence, I'm now actually interested in taking bowling lessons. Afterall, how many women bowlers do YOU know? Exactly! Makes me feel empowered just thinking about it. HeHe.
*SIGH. I like these kinds of days...when I can get another person to hang out with me...during the day. Ang saya!
Part I:
I had a 10:30 interview at a multi-national television channel. Two weeks ago, I got stood up. Today certainly made up for it. What's there to say? I felt at home. I felt respected. I felt like I was fulfilling my dream. Naks!
When I tried to hand over my resume, I was told, "I already have this. You already e-mailed this to me." Music to my ears, people! When I tried to say that I'm a Marketing student, I was told, "Me, too. I don't believe in having just one track around here." I swear, I wanted to hug every single person in that room. ::wiping a tear::
After the general manager, I spoke separately to two other people who could potentially be my direct supervisors. No complaints at all. I was not ready for any of the questions they threw at me, but I did well (well enough to be given their business cards). Who knew that my pop culture knowledge could come in handy during a job interview!
God, let them realize my importance; let them make me a regular employee rather than a contractual one; let them offer me enough money to be able to move out of the house and get a place of my very own in the city; let them make me the third Seattle-ite in the company.
Part II:
After getting in the car, I started receiving texts one after the other, all unrelated by the way. One was from Pare, and sure enough, what she told me was true (not like I was thinking you were a liar, Pare, but I had to see it to believe it! LoL).
"hey i know someone. she's in manila right now. she's really great inspite of her antipatika ways. bwahahaha. email me if you want her name and number. :) (i'm serious)."
Yes, I may throw a pity party every single time I talk about my lovelife on here, but please do take care of me, too, when you're trying to help me out. Unless you're the sibling or close friend of the one you're recommending, please don't bother sharing my phone number. Wait, I'm sounding like an ungrateful person. LoL. What I'm trying to say is, please send over a picture and complete profile of the person to me first before any numbers get exchanged. ;P
Part III:
For lunch, I met up with Alessa at The Podium. Seriously, this girl is my savior for never making me feel too lonely in Manila. =) And to add icing to the cake, Jimbo joined us. Finally, he made time for me. I haven't seen him for four weeks already and he dares call me his cousin. Nagtatampo na naman! HaHa!
And call us bored because we decided to bowl after our gluttony! Did any of us know how to bowl? Absolutely not. As proof, I even broke a nail...and sweated (eww, I know). I was the kulelat one out of the three of us, hence, I'm now actually interested in taking bowling lessons. Afterall, how many women bowlers do YOU know? Exactly! Makes me feel empowered just thinking about it. HeHe.
*SIGH. I like these kinds of days...when I can get another person to hang out with me...during the day. Ang saya!
Sunday, September 4, 2005
Here Comes The Other Bride
I just got back from getting my body measurements taken - the second time this year. Yes, folks, I will once again be part of a wedding; I will be a secondary sponsor for Mayie's wedding this January. Kinakareer talaga ang pagaabay! When one of my cousins found out, she said, "Ate Min, grabe, ikaw na siguro yung next na ikakasal!" Please let me know also who the groom will be and maybe I will believe you! LoL.
Zara and Jerwin. Mayie and Dennis. Tet and Jason. Kuya Heinz and Ate Ambie. What do they all have in common? I'm their token single friend. Hmph. LoL. It was funny nga earlier because Mayie asked me if I wanted to watch Nina live daw. So it's going to be Mayie and Dennis, Dennis' sister and her boyfriend, and me. So sabi ko, "OP na naman ako diyan!" LoL. Though I don't mind hanging out with couples because I do get all warm and fuzzy seeing them all happy, but syempre, it makes me think about what I'm missing out on, right? Slightly jealous lang naman. HaHa!
Anyway, it turns out that Dennis' family and my family know eachother. What's funnier is when Dennis and one of my cousins were still in their pre-teens, tinutukso pa daw sila dati. It's such a small world! But if it's such a small world, bakit hindi ako makahanap ng papa? Lintik, ilang years ko na yan sinasabi?! Gasgas na! LoL.
Hay, so the topic of going to the gym came up numerous times tonight. I want to na talaga. It's just that I don't know how to get my butt to Fitness First's Cainta branch on a regular basis. Man, I want to be so pretty in that fuschia dress in January! Sana lang nga din, pogi ang ka-partner ko. Sana lang, Mayie, sana lang. Ayusin mo yan. LoL.
Zara and Jerwin. Mayie and Dennis. Tet and Jason. Kuya Heinz and Ate Ambie. What do they all have in common? I'm their token single friend. Hmph. LoL. It was funny nga earlier because Mayie asked me if I wanted to watch Nina live daw. So it's going to be Mayie and Dennis, Dennis' sister and her boyfriend, and me. So sabi ko, "OP na naman ako diyan!" LoL. Though I don't mind hanging out with couples because I do get all warm and fuzzy seeing them all happy, but syempre, it makes me think about what I'm missing out on, right? Slightly jealous lang naman. HaHa!
Anyway, it turns out that Dennis' family and my family know eachother. What's funnier is when Dennis and one of my cousins were still in their pre-teens, tinutukso pa daw sila dati. It's such a small world! But if it's such a small world, bakit hindi ako makahanap ng papa? Lintik, ilang years ko na yan sinasabi?! Gasgas na! LoL.
Hay, so the topic of going to the gym came up numerous times tonight. I want to na talaga. It's just that I don't know how to get my butt to Fitness First's Cainta branch on a regular basis. Man, I want to be so pretty in that fuschia dress in January! Sana lang nga din, pogi ang ka-partner ko. Sana lang, Mayie, sana lang. Ayusin mo yan. LoL.
Friday, September 2, 2005
I Liked The Way You Worked It, No Diggity, No Doubt
Butterflies in my stomach. Check. Fear of the unknown. Check. Trauma from last interview. Check. Advice from everyone. Check.
I had another interview (but with a non-media company) this afternoon. Maybe God wanted me to prove to you all that I'm not stupid for thinking the way I did when I went to my TV station interview on Monday and that's why He made sure that all my expectations were met this time around. Thank you, God...and HR Girl (for having a copy of my resume in front of you).
Result? I have a second interview with the HR Manager next week for salary negotiations. Having worked for governments all this time, I never had to negotiate salaries. Hence, I need all the help I can get because I don't want anything to go wrong this time around. Please pray your hearts out for me.
I had another interview (but with a non-media company) this afternoon. Maybe God wanted me to prove to you all that I'm not stupid for thinking the way I did when I went to my TV station interview on Monday and that's why He made sure that all my expectations were met this time around. Thank you, God...and HR Girl (for having a copy of my resume in front of you).
Result? I have a second interview with the HR Manager next week for salary negotiations. Having worked for governments all this time, I never had to negotiate salaries. Hence, I need all the help I can get because I don't want anything to go wrong this time around. Please pray your hearts out for me.
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