Why I'm Excited
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Need I say more? :)
@ 1:01 PM
Busted!
Monday, August 28, 2006
A little bird told my bosses that I applied to
Company X just this year. Naturally, they were
wide-eyed (in disbelief). They probably weren't expecting I actually want to get my a*s out of this
glamorous rut *rolling eyes*. Anyways, I've been stressing about it the whole weekend, trying to fugure out how I'm supposed to "explain" (make it sound like it's the last thing I would do) in case they confront me about it... but then I realized I don't and won't give a damn. Err.. I'll try.
Truth is, I'm waiting for
something. I've been waiting for this for quite sometime and I could only hope and pray that it brings me to
where I'm supposed to be. This time, I'm just gonna let God do the driving.
**On a totally different note, I'm so
excited about this weekend's event(s). Can't wait!!!**
@ 8:12 PM
Once Again
Wednesday, August 23, 2006
the
mean girls over at
pancake house alabang (by far the best place for
motormouthing - the hell we care if the rest of the world could hear our
animated stories) for
late brunch last sunday. there goes the single-but-unavailable
emily, the now-chinky-eyed
hanika, and the same old will-always-be drama queen
me.
@ 10:53 PM
Cooking For Dummies
Monday, August 21, 2006
1. Self-help
cook books are there for a reason. Don't act like a know-it-all (yup no matter how "simple" you think your dish is supposed to be).
2. There
is such a thing as proper ratio.
3. Cook slow, don't rush. No abrupt temperature changes. The way Jax explains it to me, there is
science in cooking.
In my attempt to keep Jax
healthy in his new apartment (he's moved in with his DotA buddies and believe me, they are THAT busy playing that he "forgets" to have dinner), I spent some time in the kitchen tonight so he could bring some ready-to-heat food. Well well... you know what happens when the girl-who-couldn't-even-get-instant-noodles-right do this right? Let's just say Jax ended up barging in the kitchen, refusing NOT to leave so he could do the remedy for the non-tastebud-stimulating
adobo himself.
It's a little frustrating, really, especially since I intend to be the
domesticated wife and mom someday. Yup, you heard it right, the kikay-maarte-pa-cute girl just wants to be the simple housewife. Therefore, more cooking sesh coming... hopefully not as disastrous anymore. :)
@ 10:51 PM
Spinning
Friday, August 18, 2006
I'm not sure yet how I'm going to spend this
long weekend.
The counter in my sidebar reads
58 days. Oh well.
Not in the
mood to work.
I wonder if _ _ _ is really
getting married soon? Is that what the announcement is all about?
These crampity cramps cramps are killing me. Sh*t.
Craving for
pizza.
Close
na kami ni Globe, IT is the only one patiently texting me today. Teehee...
How am I supposed to do a validation report if I wasn't present during the actual validation!?!
@ 2:24 PM
The Culprit
Tuesday, August 15, 2006
I just got off the phone with Arlene. As always, I did 60-70% of the
talking (and in that particular case earlier,
wailing) and doctora listened.
I told her how I had a hard time sleeping last night and tried to watch
Jerry Maguire (for the nth time) on Don's ipod in my attempt to get a
shut-eye but found myself unsuccessful and instead ended up throwing up in the kitchen sink. I know,
eeeew.
I told her how I woke up with a
banging headache but managed to get up and take a bath thinking that it must be just because I
need a bath.
I told her how I had corned beef and fried rice for breakfast and went to the office looking like a
m e s s.
I told her how
guilty I felt after gulping down 3/4 of my Starbucks Java Chip Frapuccino, thus leaving me unable to have a decent chicken-and-oh-lots-of-gravy lunch and then throwing up on the girl's restroom.
I told her how I spent the rest of the afternoon clutching my tummy in pain.
I told her those and a whole lot of other
animated expressions that went with it.
After we hung up, she SMS-ed me this:
"Wag ka pala muna kumain ng mga nakakasensitive sa tiyan. yung mga mayonnaise cream tomato whatever."Gotcha! It was the dip I had with my Tostillas yesterday! That bitch! How could I have been so
ignorant?!? Looking at it on a macroscale, I now understand how people die "accidentally" everyday. How dramatic.
Anyhooo... I'm just hoping this sucky tummy condition a.k.a. barfing goes away soon. As in now na.
@ 10:05 PM
Sick and Tired
Monday, August 14, 2006
I'm sick. In more ways than one I must admit to myself I act like a kid, a concrete example of which is when I tell everyone I'm sick even if they're not asking. Like now.
I can't remember the last time I didn't go to work because I was really sick. What I mean is, I always tell my boss I can't report for work because I've gotten a flu, or my migraine's making my head spin like mad, or I'm having a bad bad case of dysmenorrhea, when the truth is, I'm having a worst-case attack of LBM (Looking for Better Management - on an interview with another company). I wish I was going through that today instead of lying in bed on my back (that feels like it's gonna break any minute now) the whole morning, having a horrendous headache, and a sort-of-upset tummy. Aargh... With that, I'm not gonna let this day go to a waste. Must be productive. Must be job-hunting active.
@ 1:58 PM
GOOCY, now GOOMJ
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
We all have our aspects, fortes, luck. You know that part of your life which you consider perfect? That one thing which you would consider you're so glad you have never mind if you lack everything else? I believe we all have that one thing. My current job is definitely not that. Today, not a single word uttered from my boss did not piss me off. Aaaargh. I know this isn't good. I'm really starting to be a whiner.
I'm seriously thinking of making a career shift, but I'm not yet sure what I want to do, or rather, if I'm brave enough to be willing to take a risk and give a shot at it. My options?
1. be a wedding planner (and steal jLo's body)
2. be a graphic artist, study digital photography, and set-up my own studio
3. be a pre-school teacher (earlier than what Jax and I planned)
4. volunteer to work out our family "treasures" and develop it into something more productive (read: money-maker)
5. apply for the marketing position in our company - I love marketing but except for the maarte accent typical of marketing brats (my friends sometimes hate me for this) and the sunshiney-smiley me, the requirements just do not fit me.
God doesn't give us everything, at least not all at once. Remembering Ems during college, ES days: "Anong gusto mo? Pasado ka nga sa onse exam pero ganun naman ang mukha mo?" Hahaha... We were are so evil! *devilish laugh*
@ 7:58 PM
blah blahs
Monday, August 07, 2006
* In relation to my previous post, I just remembered this card (for a baby boy welcome) Nix and I laughed at ages ago...
Ten little fingers
Ten little toes
Two little ears
One little nose
(open card)
And oh, one of those!
I'm not sure I remember the words right but the word "those" in the last line was the indication that the newborn
IS a boy. Cute. Hehe...
* I just finished watching
America's Next Top Model Cycle 5. I like Jayla, Nicole, and Kyle. I hate Lisa (too epal-slash-feelingera-ish) and Kim (so boyish). On the other hand, I just saw the spoiler so I'm gonna zip it now.
* Last weekend was a happy,
happy one for me. Inexplicable really, considering nothing ultra-special happened. Or
siguro it was because it started with an unexpected lunch? I really don't know. *sigh* Dreams do come true.
* Work seems to be boring more and more and more each day. Another year and a half plus-minus a couple of months and I'm back to studying. I actually can't wait. For now, guess I'm gonna settle to being a slave. Whatev.
@ 9:14 PM
it's a boy!
welcome to the world of the insane!
DENVER JAMES
On our first paycheck, your papa was with us when we celebrated with a "double date" at Saisaki.
One Friday night, your daddy, Tito AJ and Tita Almay went to Tagaytay to have dinner and witnessed the birth of the running joke,
"Sige na ako na sa pinakamahal na ulam!"
I regret having said those.
When Jax and I became a "we", your dad was one of the first to know... and he teased us until we finally gave in and treated everyone to free rocky road ice cream.
During your mom and dad's wedding, Pearl and Jax dressed up, walked down the aisle, and lit the candles.
Right now I kind of envy them for having a little angel like you. Be a good boy ok?
We'll probably watch you grow into a smart, silly, cute boy.
I hope you get to play with our little Jax's and Pearl's someday too. :)
@ 8:23 PM
quick post
Friday, August 04, 2006
just got back
from
my
lunch date
with J A X
happy :)
ford global city
MJN
fave jap
quickly
all
negative vibes
(from this wonderful job)
gone
for a moment there.
@ 2:51 PM
Yeah Baby!
Wednesday, August 02, 2006
How could I
not love my baby sis-in-law?
One. She loves me more than her kuya. Well, sometimes..
"Ayoko sa yo! Inaaway mo si Ate Almay!"Two. She misses me more than her kuya does.
"Punta ka dito sa Sunday ha. Nami-miss na kasi kita e."Three. She looks a lot like her kuya when he was a kid. Looking at them now, I can't help but notice the resemblance. Cute. ;)
Spent half of my Sunday with
Ava. We laid in bed while messing with Jax (plotted on tickling him to death but we were unsuccessful), colored her books, doodled our names on her pad, and took lots of goofy pictures. It was kidstuff fun... made me wish I had my own little kid sister, who would NEVER grow up and be my human
barbie doll forever. *wink!*
* * *
Now that Jax is staying in an apartment with his office friends, I really can't help but feel a little sad. Ok and
paranoid too. But well, babies do go through adolescence right? Haha.. Like 12-year olds playing DotA and Naruto all night long. Now I know how it feels like to have your
spoiled little boy grow up and want to be with his "cool group". Whatever.
Miss you, Jax. In
two months, ok?
* * *
080106
Happy Birthday
Jean Dominique Mendoza Santos!!!
aka
Jean Dominique Ochoa
Jeanie Girl
Domeng
Potpot
Gagay
@ 8:38 PM
Need I say more? :)
the mean girls over at pancake house alabang (by far the best place for motormouthing - the hell we care if the rest of the world could hear our animated stories) for late brunch last sunday. there goes the single-but-unavailable emily, the now-chinky-eyed hanika, and the same old will-always-be drama queen me. 
