I only have one sibling — technically.

Once again, I have felt special.  Loved.  Thanks for my sweetie loving friends.  Nothing beats their unexpected support especially whenever I feel uncertain about something.

Rise and shine, Ja! Love you! Go go go! – Yen (wake up text)
 

Ja, im so proud of you! hehe. ewan ko kung bakit pero mamimiss kita. di na kita maxadong makaka-chat at makakausap sa phone.. – May (friendster comment)
 

This is the day that the Lord has made! [melai’s definitely mocking the song]
be brave and daring. hehe. – Melai (friendster comment)
 

First day funk! – April (text)
 

Janinang!  Goodluck! \../ - Marvin (text)
 

Ja, ayaw ako bigyan ni Sir Dante ng clearance [para sayo]. Badmood ata sya kanina. Try ko ulit ikuha ka tomorrow. – Juju (text)
 

You know when people greet you on your birthday even if it’s just through text message?  It’s overwhelming because you never expected that there’s a lot who would remember the occasion, right?  That is exactly what this is.  Except that the greetings aren’t just greetings, but sweet words of encouragement, and the occasion isn’t really an occasion, but just a day of a new beginning (start of work) that my friends know I am not very much unenthusiastic of.  (see previous entry)  All of them messaged me today out of the blue, letting me know how happy and excited they are for me.  And that just what makes it uber touching.  They just remembered and took a little effort to bring me big comfort.  (Except for Juju’s effort; as she’s going to work on my clearance for me to claim my diploma because I lost the one I worked on two years ago.  Thanks Ju!)  Plus, Partick and I should have met up for coffee before I went to work, but he had an interview this afternoon in Ortigas so I guess he didn’t have extra time.  But it’s alright.

Oh how I love my friends!  They know me so well.  (This is only just one of the million sweet things I could share)

 
I was wrong when I thought I only have one sibling.  Because it’s certainly a lot more than one.  I have a bunch!

It rained last night.

When darkness started to set in last night, everything wasn’t any different.  There was nothing special or quirky.  And so I thought.

 
Around 7pm, Papa arrived home and checked with me the articles I was supposed to finish that night (my blogging sideline.)  Right away, I sat on the floor, in front of laptop, wishing for every momentum, to complete five articles—only to find out our internet connection wasn’t working all fine.  Took a long time to download a single firefox start page, less all other pages.  The irritating thing is, it was the first time it happened, when there were so many to be done through the net.  Tsk!

 
Around 7.30pm, I suddenly realized I missed an anticipated tv show (ANTM) that afternoon.  Though it was not the latest season of that anticipated show, I still would like to see its finale.  But I missed it.  Ugh!

 
Around 9pm, with my fury cached somewhere in me, I opened my blogsite and only found a situation in it that lacked sense, and still do.  I then snapped.  I snapped over feeling sorry for a person, and just posted a reply.  (my reply under One week which mentioned our current president?  ye that one there.)  Despite my innate bitchiness, I was never like that with anyone, and my friends know that.  Enough.

 
Around 9.15pm, just while I was breathing over my now “un-cached” fury, our landline rang.  The call came from the recruitment department of the call center company I am now part of.  I’ve known my starting date (March 31) and the place where I will be trained (Makati) since I signed the contract weeks ago.  I expected that latest call for my time schedule.  Ms. Call Center Employee informed me that it will be from 4pm to midnight.  What?!?!

I was terribly shocked and voiced “I’m sorry, but I thought trainings have no graveyard schedule.  I asked the HR personnel in my final interview and she said that I don’t have to worry about that because trainings are on daytime.” 

“Uh, I don’t know about that, but you signed for a work that requires a shifting schedule…” 

Pft!  I sounded like nang-aaway pa eh nashock lang naman talaga ko.  I regret that tuloy.

 
Of course I’m utterly ready for shifting schedule!  My only issue is that someone confirmed to me that trainings are only on normal time.  I’m bothered because I am never used to wandering the streets of the city alone when it’s already late, much more in the wee hours, and much more when I’ll be coming from Makati which is more than an hour and a half away from my home?  Kung dun na mismo sa Commonwealth lang, ayos lang.  And now, I have to ready myself to travel, for more or less two weeks, from Makati to sulok ng Quezon City at midnight?  I just didn’t see that coming.  And now I’m left with only four days to think of counteraction.  Will I stay in the office until 5am?  Sayang ang oras na itutulog.  Will I go home straight?  Paranoia sa byahe pare, paranoia.  Sigh.

 
By 9.15 last night, I would have turned into a big green brute if I were Incredible Hulk.  Learning my training time really put me under so much emotional stress.  Tears brimmed my eyes just because of that.  I right away called May, but I guess everyone in their house slept early because no one answered.  She might have told me, “Yan ang ayoko dyan sa work na yan.  Bakit ba kasi nag call center ka pa!”  So I texted Eko and it ended up like I was the one comforting him because of his bigger problem.  I was fine with that, but was still pissed so I just went online as I knew two of my friends, who are in GY sched too in their respective work, are online.  Marvin became my rant absorber and April offered me her time after work para tumabay somewhere as I have almost the same sched as her. 

Hay.  Bahala na.

 
It’s already summer season, and it’s frigging hot, day and night.  But last night, it rained.

It rained and it all poured on me.

Aaahhhh! Naiirita ako!!!

Pasubali ng Spongecola
Aaminin ng Six Cycle Mind
Sugal ng Kapalaran ng (bagong) Rivermaya
Susundan ng Callalily

Aaaaaahhhhh! Sinong matutuwa sa Myx countdown ngayon?  AAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!!!  Sumasakit talaga ang ulo ko sa pakikinig sa mga bandang ito.  Ay, hindi lang pala pakikinig, pati panonood sa mga pagkafeeling na pagkanta nila sa mga videos nila! 

May mga dumagdag pa.  Revivals!  Si Kyla, ang Mymp, si Jaya, etcetera etcetera! 

‘Nong nangyari sa Filipino music scene?!  Bakit ganito?  Bakit ganitoooo!

Hay.  Musika, asan ka na?  Matinong musika, abrakadabra, magbalik ka!

One Week.

Okay.  So I only have a week before limiting point of my couch potato life takes place.  I’m excited!  Feel the sarcasm. 

 
On second thought, maybe I truly am—but not that much.  I am because I’ll be able to obtain lots of funds again.  And friends.  Yeah, lots of it too, I hope. 

 
I’m half not excited because I know I’ll be carrying out a responsibility that I personally feel I couldn’t be really proud of

(Notice the lack of period at the end of the last sentence.  Ayoko na ulit magsalita ng tapos. Who knows diba?)

 
For now, I need to make sure I finish the two great books I just bought from Booksale and watch as much movies as I could before my life starts to be thrown into disorder, which is also known as the graveyard shift.  Tsk.

Have a new crush! *blush*

I’m not familiar with the guy, not even sure if this is his first commercial or if he had done a number before.  Anyway, I just got attracted to his "simpleng pogi" looks in this doublemint TVC, that’s all.  His ad character, it’s my type, although he seems like a minor, haha.  The commercial, or the guy rather, made me riveted on tv the first time I saw this.  (Plus,the girl’s pretty cute and hot too.)  I’m actually kilig that I found the TVC in you tube. (grinning sheepishly at myself while writing the last sentence, can’t believe I’m letting the teeny-bopper part of myself post that line.)

It does sometimes pay to be a couch potato.

Julienne’s Day

March 15 is Yen’s birthday, and she celebrated it with us, her college friends, that day at Burgoo Gateway.  Super fun!  It was a celebration cum reunion.  Maraming present at that occasion, lalo na those who barely make it on normal lakads, like Chabs and Lei.  We also got to see our inaanaks Andrea and Kyle (Lei’s kids) and oh my gosh, they’re growing up so fast that we just couldn’t help but feel old na, lalo!  Parang kelan lang, bloc meetings and dinners lang ang get togethers naming ganito, with our profs and exams as topics of the chismis.  But now, puro work at pagpapayaman nalang ang naiisip namin.  (And even marraige for some.)  Hay… life!

Happy birthday my sweetie sweetie Yenyen!

Love you dearly!

=(

Since Monday night…

number of paracetamols ingested:  3

number of tissue rolls used up for “all-day drip” nose scum:  2

number of severe stomach aches and times I bonded with the toilet bowl:  7

number of times I talked [as if in delirium] about my sore throat:  too many to be tabulated

number of glasses of water to replenish my poor body:  beyond must (what can I do? my throat hurts!)

I am a wasted, sick pig.  

Ugh! 

I so hate it.

Guess who has got new haircut?

Nah-uh!  It’s not me!  Although I really would love to get my hair treated then cut, but then there’s lack of time and then there’s lack of effort.  In short, tinatamad pa ako.

Anyway, it’s POTPOT!

From this "anong pake mo sa long hair ko?" style…

To this "summer look" style…

I don’t know if it’s just me or whatever, but I think he’s a lot more cute in his long thick fur, more like of a sweet pup.  And this new style… this new style says "hey, I’m not your baby anymore. I’m a big bad boy now! so stop telling me what to do… like sit… and stay… and all those crap!" 

Belated Super Happy Birthday To Me!

Exactly a month ago, I celebrated my birthday.  (Spent it, really, rather than celebrated.)  I did not receive any gift and neither did I expect to receive something, just because.  But I could count my sweet friends’ mini cake as a gift rather than just a surprise, for their effort to make me feel flattered and loved days after February 6.  So, for my record of “gifts received on birthday in 2008” I can list down “Juju and Melmel’s Surprise Mini Happy Birthday Figaro Cake.”  And then nothing else.
 
But hey hey hey, as of 10pm last night, my list was phenomenally supplemented!  Who would have thought?  After his office, my dad (who works in Makati) dropped by my maternal relatives’ place (in the same area) then arrived home and handed me this:
 
Which also carried these inside:

These are my [cousin slash] Ninang Raquel’s presents for me.  What can I say, she has cool exquisite taste—as always!  I uber love the bag and my mom sure does love it too!  (Okay Ma, you can stop hugging my bag now!  Kindly put it down…  Yes, down, please.  Thank you.)

Anyway, I was just done writing my Ninang a thank you comment on her blog when I picked the bag up and heard something “kumakalansing” inside.  I checked its pocket and to my astonishment, I saw something.
 
(Whoopsie, there is a line I wanna use for this…)

BUT WAIT, THERE’S MORE! 

This:

Once again, a gift package complete with “whoa!” amount of dollars!  (with six kumakalansing na piso)

Thank you Ninang, not only for all the “wow” gifts you’ve given me for my past 22 birthdays, but for everything as well that you’ve given to us, your relatives, whenever you just feel like sharing.  (You wanna know my two most favorites gifts from her, ever?  Even if you don’t I’ll still share it.  Hahaha!  First is, the original and the shimmering complete set of Barbie bags (7th bday.) And, the Barbie doll with her own swimming pool and bicycle (8th or 9th bday)  Kasi syempre, sikat ako!  Those were the things my elementary classmates and childhood friends were drooling over for quite a very long time!  Haha!)  Ninang, those are my most faves and the rest are tied as my second faves.  Well, again,

Describe Disappointment.

My mom is sort of a fan of Gaby Dela Merced.  Yep, sort of.  Coz even though she knew a little about the celebrity, she became an instant fan just because of the “good, smart, and tough girl” aura effervescing Gaby.  (You know how your parents instantly judge your friends, right on the very first time they met them, just from the way they look over-all?  You could hear them say “Naka-make up na ang bata bata pa, malandi yun pag laki” or “May tattoo siya? Ano ba yan, para siyang galing ng bilibid!”  That is how my mom became a fan of Gaby—she just liked her right away, over-all!  Then, natuwa na siya all the way!)  

Moving on, did you watch the celebrity edition season 2 of Big Brother?  Gaby was in the competition and her chosen charity was I Can Serve Foundation, in which my mother is a member of.  And since Gaby won a place in the PBB final four, she also won a huge amount of money to donate to I Can Serve.  Months after PBB ended, the Foundation organized a thank you lunch party for their celebrity.  Just imagine how excited my mother was when she learned the plan.  Actually, she really wasn’t, it didn’t show on her face or actions.  But hello, being (here I go again) the self-confessed jologs that I am, kanino pa ba ako magmamana, diba?  And IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE!  Haha!  (I’m telling you, I sensed that she won’t go home without a picture of her with her fave celeb)  So, she went to the party (which, by the way, was held two weeks ago) and she said that everything went well.  

Well, everything actually… except for one.

…This one!  Her supposedly treasured picture with her fave!

Now, let us describe disappointment. 

Nah! 

I can’t. 

But maybe my mom can!  Haha! 

Good times.