The Past

Since Diowee posted some old pics of the Euro team way back in CPU, i just thought it will be fun to post some pics that reminded me how happy we were before. Here are some of the pics that I have (stored in my pc here at the office.).

 

Me and Heidz

at 5F, burning our lungs off

 

to announce or not to announce

I was finally about to go home when one of my friends decided that the best way to spoil our day is to send the announcement from Malacañang that September 21 is also considered a regular working day for BPO / electronics sector employees. (September 7 is already considered a regular working  day).

Nagpapalakas lang ba ang Malacañang sa mga businessmen since election time is just around the corner?

Dont they realize that a big percentage of taxes e nakukuha nila sa mga employees who work in BPO?

I wonder kung kailangan na namang mag out of town at mag shopping galore ng kung sino mang nasa posisyon kaya kailangang makahingi ng tong sa mga businessmen? Ano ba yan pampadulas?

To say that I am disappointed is an understatement. I lost my trust in the administration long before I learned what BPO meant.

Ang masakit nito, I am very much convinced that our company is not a BPO firm since we are direct hires and not considered a third-party firm. Pero hanggat makakalamang talaga e lalamang ang mga talentadong mga kumpanya sa mga taong nagpapakahirap kumayod.

Ano bang kaibahan ng BPO employees sa mga non-BPOS aside sa pagiging 24/7 ng work nila? Ano ba to pa importante? Mga non-BPO gets to snooze around while BPO employees are in their cubicles wasting away sa sobrang stress? Since this is a regular non-working holiday for BPO sectors, its safe to assume that pag pumasok yung mga BPO employees REGULAR PAY din ang makukuha nila.

Unfair much?

BPO or not, hindi pa din tlaga tama to. Sabi nga ni Diowee this is a start of a dreadful trend!

Globe Prepaid Promo: IMMORTALTXT

Ok, for those people who are into texting and, well more into a budget frenzy – this promo is for you!

I just heard this promo yesterday and tried using it and well, I can definitely say this is one hell of a good promo from Globe Telecoms.

Just type IMMORTAL10 and send to 8888, wait for the reply and then BAM! Free 50 txt messages to Globe/TM subscribers and another free 10 text to other networks. NO EXPIRY! You only have to maintain P1 in your balance to maintain the IMMORTALTXT service.

Plus you can do this for as many times as you like.

So, if you load P40 (they currently have a promo that if you load P40 you will have a free 20 free txt) and txt IMMORTAL10 for 3 times (you can also do it for 4 times just as long as you’ll have a remaining P1 balance) then you have an instant 150 free txt messages to Globe/TM subscribers and additional 30 free text to other networks. Ain’t that cute?

It’s that easy.

To check your balance just type IMMORTAL BAL and send to 8888.

This is one promo that makes me a little bit happier.

Try it now.

Alexander Skarsgard: The Swedish god

So I’m lusting for Alexander Skarsgard. Big deal.
But seriously, he is one hot piece. A 6′4″ swedish pure seduction.
Who can resist?

give me some alexander now!!!

This hunk is oozing sex eveytime he appears in the screen.

Hercules who? eric you are a swedish god!

Just to be fair, I posted those pics because the last time I did my post for the guys of Trueblood, I only have Alex’s backside.

Deadly Sin: Anger (and envy)

I have no idea why I am here at my office, sipping a hot cup of cappuccino and pretending to smoke. Ok, I lied. I know why I am here. A certain Press Secretary Remonde announced that September 7, 2009 is considered a fucking regular working day for employees under the BPO and electronics sector. Hell, I am not even sure our company is considered BPO. But seems like we are, dammit.

So now I am here at my desk, pretending to enjoy the feel of being a model employee for coming in at work at 2:30 pm in a 3 pm shift (damn traffic where art thou?!).

And yes I am sulking and acting like a moron here. Trying my best to be cheerful in calling Brits and other people from the other part of the world to fucking ask for their correct information. The hell I care about it anyway.

Being here in my desk actually made me realize things. Firstly – today, September 7, 2009, while my husband is at home playing ps3 and my niece is at home watching television, and my nephew is at home sleeping, I am here in my desk – working. And I never hated knowing the correct gaddamn people’s email addresses until now.

Secondly – while I’m pretending to burn my lungs off by smoking a stick of my imaginary menthol ciggie, I found out that being forced to work on a holiday brings out the monster in me. Like Mr. Hyde-like monster.

Lastly – though I am very much hating the holiday blues that I am experiencing (occasional tics and side eye from my manager not included), I am totally loving Makati without much the crowd. This actually reminds me of the I am Legend premise which I totally dig. (I am a vampire/zombie fanatic) but still, this is not enough reason for me to be here. I. Should. Be. At. Home. Sleeping. Dammit.

So yeah, enough of this bullshit trying to be all nice in my post today. I am definitely bitter, angry, loony and overly dramatic not to mention that I am in the midst of breaking down yet again. (See: overly dramatic adjective) while trying my best to behave since I am still in the office all at the same time. I can’t handle this (again, see: overly dramatic adjective).

(Sunday, I am having my downtime moment (im just lying in my bed thinking how nice it is to spend 4 days in a week in the office) when this horrible conversation happened.)

Boss: You have to be in the office tomorrow. Remonde announced that its a regular working day for employees in the BPO companies.
Me: So? Do I really need to be there?
Boss: Yes.
Me: I dont want to.
Boss: You have to. No alibis. Be there.
Me: Im not giving no fucking alibis. I said I dont want to.
Boss: You just have to be there dammit.
Me: I am fucking not going in that fucking office and sit in my ass for fucking 8 hours and fucking call people I cant even pronounce the names.
Boss: Sorry but you have to..
Me: No. I said no dammit!
Boss: But..
Me: I SAID NO! (throws the glass in front of me to the wall)
Boss: What’s that? Something crashed?
Me: Yes, its the glass. For now. Tomorrow it will be your head. (Pounds on the wall)
Boss: What’s that?
Me: Your eyeballs. Gone forever. (Stomps feet)
Boss: And that would be?
Me: Your dignity. Crushed to oblivion. (Punches the wall)
Boss: Dont tell me that will be my…
Me: …your guts. Screaming STOP. (kicks the poor kitty)
Cat: Meow!
Boss: and that’s my?
Me: Your soul screaming NO
Boss: Ok tough guy. Be in the office tomorrow or feel the wrath of your second memo.
Me: Fucking fine. (curl up and cries like a son of a mother’s baby)

 Bottomline: I am batshit mad that I am here while most of you my dear readers are stuck at home snoozing.

Damn.

Deadly Sin: Lust

 

This screencap is from the True Blood series starring Anna Paquin, Stephen Moyer and Alexander Skarsgard based on the very very addicting (and popular) Southern Vampire Series (also known as the Sookie Stackhouse Series) by Charlaine Harris.

I’ve been hyperventilating and just yesterday, I caught myself dry humping the pc at my house while looking at the stills of my beloved Alexander. (He plays Eric Northman, the vampire sheriff in Area 5 in the series and I love Eric in the books!!)

Oh, yeah, I’ve been trying to convince myself that I am definitely not a lustful person.

I guess my lustfulness only shows when I watch that damn series.

p.s

if the pic above doesnt make you dry-heave, then watch out for the damn hot guys that populate the series.

Ryan Kwanten (as Jason Stackhouse), and yes most of the time he is definitely shirtless! He plays the polygamous brother of Sookie and did I say he is always shirtless?

Ryan Kwanten as Jason Stackhouse

Stephen Moyer as Bill Compton (also known as Vampire Bill) who plays the main love interest of Sookie (in the series but in the books well.. SPOILER!!!).

Stephen Moyer as Vampire Bill

Sam Tramell as Sam Merlotte the shapeshifter boss and friend of Sookie and is the owner of Merlottes Bar where Sookie works.

Sam Tramell as Sam Merlotte

Mehcad Brooks as Eggs the love interest of Tara (friend of Sookie.) I just dont know why I like looking at the pictures of sweaty guys.. maybe because it reminds me so much of some activities. hahaha This guy is one hot piece of dark choco. Yum.

Mehcad Brooks as Eggs

hmm..

I just took “What kind of Sin are you” quiz which is kind of stupid because I already know what sin I am.
It’s just a little bit overwhelming to really see for yourself what sin you really possess. Ok, granted these quizzes are mostly for fun, still, you cant help but feel a little prick from the butt for knowing that indeed, the sins you thought you are is really the sin that YOU ARE! (gets mo? hahaha)

Anyway, because of all this irony, I decided to make a post which will be based on the 7 deadly sins.
Post to follow.

and fyi, i thought my sin was Wrath and not lust.

 

 

 

 

 

 
ok, kidding.

What sins am I?

Greed:	Medium
Gluttony:	High
Wrath:	Medium
Sloth:	Medium
Envy:	Low
Lust:	High
Pride:	High

Take the Seven Deadly Sins Quiz

Where’s the slut train?

It was an ordinary day full of whining and swearing.

I feel out of breath.

I feel like the path that I’m supposed to follow leads to a dead-end.

I feel suffocated.

I feel numb.

I feel like all the air is sucked out of me.

I feel weak and I am on bended knee.

During my college days, I am so incline to believe that there is something else waiting for me outside the walls of my dreaded university. I kept on thinking that out of my school, a new world awaits me. A new career, a new path, a new life.

I kept on believing that I will succeed in whatever endeavors I’ll encounter. And that everyday, there will always be a silver lining in all the chaos that I’ll be facing.

Tough luck and some awkward circumstances led me to believe the exact opposite of what I used to believe in. My passion evaporated right in front of me.

There is no such thing as pleasant work for me anymore.

Corporate world is no longer a term that makes me smile and dream and hope but rather a term that seems to make me remember about corporate slavery and nothing else.

So this actually led me to have this little session (yes, I call them little sessions). What I usually do in these sessions is to have day dream and to fantasize anything under the sun… or over it.

I have a wild imagination. So wild that I’m betting my ass my Christian Living teacher will have a heart attack once she finds out whatever the hell I am imagining. Yup, there’s the slut train and I am first in line. Hehehe

If ever anyone of you want to visit my “world” then it will be helpful to know a few “person” in my imaginary world. And yes I am pathetic.

1. Man-whore. He has this oh so great abs and tight buttocks that will actually melt you. Just like ice cream. He doesn’t wear shirt, only a draw string pants and you can see his pelvic bone because he hates tying his drawstring pants. Gees. He works as my gardener.
2. Hoe-man. He’s my imaginary neighbor who likes to do push ups and bench press wearing nothing but his aftershave. And yes, I am a pervert.
3. The cute chef. All he does is cook and speak French all day. I don’t understand a word he says but he’s sure as hell lovely to the eyes.
4. Panty creamer of the day. Well, after a stressful and exhausting work, its my right to go to this masseuse and ask for a massage. Panty creamer with his six pack and well defined butt cheeks and chest is a perfect choice to get the massage from. Being oh so handsome wont hurt.

I still have a lot of them inside my head. Suppressed lust? You bet.

And now I have to stay in my quiet corner and pray that I’ll be able to find a new job because honestly, being stuck here with your imaginary panty creamers are really really pathetic. And yes, I take perversion to the next level.

the song

I was doing my usual routine after dinner when “the song” played that reminded me of someone that I’ve been with before getting hitched with my husband.

Remember the song "I remember the boy?" well as the lyrics go " I remember the boy but I don’t remember the feeling anymore.." so I just like to point out that I don’t harbor any feelings for the guy anymore. (Boy will be a much appropriate noun for him I swear!) And no, the song that is currently playing is definitely not I Remember The Boy.

Anyway, while hearing the song, it made me actually wonder how he is now. I’m just curios on how he is. You see, we were pretty inseparable during those times though most of those times are spent having heavy dramas or nonsense fights.

There was a time, after office hours when we were hanging out at his place – its actually my first time to meet his mom and we downed bottles after bottles of alcohol. It’s just a happy time. I missed it : (

I wonder if there are times when some song that we used to listen together suddenly played on his ipod and he remembers me?

I wonder if memories of a far away time make him smile and remember me.

I wish he was well and happy. : )

just another sad realization

he was a former officemate.
i remember that we used to hang out and smoke together.
oh well.. those were the days.
“where are you working?” he said.
i smiled. i told him im still here.
Still bored. still tired. same old, same old.
“your one of the most patient people i ever met” he mumbled.
i know its not because i am really patient (because believe me, im not!)
but because i am still here on the same place that i am 2 1/2 years ago.
“you gonna stay there for good? go old and retire?” he joked.
i smiled at him and told him to go to hell, jokingly of course.
“i dont want to stay” i said. “there’s just no opportunity thats coming my way”.
“then go look for one. take a risk. take a plunge” he told me.

“maybe i will. maybe i wont.
theres just too many bills to pay and too many failures that will come my way.
im not scared. its just that i need to think about my other half too.
and eventhough i am happy relationship-wise, my career sucks big time.”

and he smiled as he quips,”after 3 years, i’ll bet you’ll still be there”.

and i pray hard that it wont come true.
pls. God, dont make it come true. : (

2 years and counting

2 years ago I was a mess.

I flit from one relationship to another just to find some fun out of my youth.

I binge on alcohol like there’s no tomorrow and smoke pot as if my life depends on it.

Not that I consider drinking or doing pot or being in a relationship with assholes a bad thing – I don’t.

It’s just that though I feel it was the right thing at the moment, I feel like I’ll always be a mess.

That I’ll never be good enough, that I’ll never be pretty enough, that I’ll always be the last person to be loved by the boys that I like.

2 years ago, I was an unrequited hopeless romantic.

I love the thought that I am in love though the feeling of being neglected is always felt.

I always ask myself, why do I hurt so badly when all I do is love?

It’s just recently that I understood the true reasons why.

2 years ago, I was insecure and scared.

I didn’t know when to hold on or when to let go.

The sad part of this is that I didn’t know whom to hold on to.

I am confused and I always feel that I am alone.

2 years ago, I didn’t believe that it’s possible to love someone and be loved in return.

With the same intensity, with the same depth.

I didn’t know that life can be meaningful.

That a day can pass by without a fight.

That being in a room in silence doesn’t have to make you feel vulnerable and scared that you will be left alone.

And that sometimes, silence is a good thing.

2 years ago, I was in love with assholes that treat me like dirt.

I was addicted to assholes that play with my emotions and trust.

Pot that destroys my sanity.

Booze that makes me irrational.

Cigarettes that kills my lungs.

Hardcore porn, hardcore thoughts and hardcore sex.

2 years ago I am lost.

I’m not sure who I am and what I’ll be.

2 years ago, I am selfish.

I am unwilling to share my heart only my body and emotions.

2 years ago I am hopeless.

That is until I marry you.

You changed my life and made me believe that everything has its reasons.

That love really is magical.

That life spent with you is beautiful.

That simply being with you is a blessing and a miracle.

That even though you know how erratic I am most of the time, you still try to understand me.

Thank you for your patience.

For your love.

For your kindness.

For your respect.

For your trust.

For your faith.

For your friendship.

For your companionship.

For your laughter.

For your smile.

Above all, thank you for being with me in that hot room 2 years ago,

Holding my hand with only our 3 friends bearing witness,

Making a pact to love each other till death do we part.

I wish to keep the oath we took until I live and I know you will too.

Happy 2nd anniversary honey.

I love you. Forever. For always.

happiness and some book review

I woke up today with a smile on my face and an unexplainable joy in my heart and seriously, I just don’t know why.

Maybe because I woke up in the right side of the bed which is weird since that’s where I get up everyday, so yeah, I don’t really have an explanation why I feel so happy.

It could be that our 3 meals for the day yesterday are all veggies which is another weird thing since I didn’t know fiber can make you smile… oh well, I guess it can after you have your “happy me” time inside the restroom.

Anyway, I just feel so light and so carefree today that I hope nothing or NO ONE can make me grumpy the whole day… well except the 9 hours I have to spend in the workplace which is like a normal daily occurrence in my life, so yeah, counting off the workplace daymare, I guess I’m good to go.

And another biggie, I’m currently reading the book: Is She My Foe? By Janice Burke. I borrowed it from a friend. Its about Maggie and her friend Linda who are the best of friends since they were toddlers. Maggie is a single, aggressive, loud, carefree and a happy spirit girl with a good career and a good paycheck while Linda is a single book keeper, moody, (possibly) hate the word happiness, utterly depressed about almost everything and has a lot of excess baggage.

Maggie’s life is always parties and boys. She has the reputation of being a flirt since she has the habit of dumping boyfriends after being through with them. She has a great career, a happy single life and almost everything in the right place. However, she’s confused about her feelings about Marcus, her very arrogant yet dangerously sexy boss and who is very much married.

Linda’s life is more on the depressing side of life. She graduated with high honors, however, being the shy and lacking of self esteem she never gets a good job offer. She settled as a book keeper in their public library with income that wont be able to feed everyone in their house so she does odd sidelines to keep up with the towering expenses in their household. Linda’s twin Andrea left her with her 2 kids. She went to Australia to work. The first 6 months was okay since Andrea sends money for her 2 kids but after that she just sends letter and always apologize to Linda for not sending money anymore because she is either very sick, was laid off, cant find a new job, etc.

The story is about the struggle of their friendship since Linda thinks that Maggie is a selfish friend who blabs about being single and cool and encourages her to leave her 2 nephews to Andrea and enjoy life since 30 is supposed to be all good fucks and shopping (as Maggie’s own words). She also thinks Maggie is very shallow and doesn’t deserve to have the good career she is having since the only reason Maggie graduated college is because of Linda’s help. Maggie sees Linda as prude and selfish since she drags her to Linda’s own misery everytime she mopes about her hardships. She tells Linda to give up her 2 nephews since its very obvious that she has a life of her own and that its not her responsibility at all. She also thinks that Linda mopes around and unknowingly finds contentment by seeing everyone pity her.

Is she my foe is a great read. My friend got it from a booksale and I guess its not really a widely published book since I try to search it in the net and can’t find any listing for this book. But anyway, just in case you encounter it on your free time browsing bookstores or booksales, grab it and it will surely melt your heart and open your eyes about things around you.

The book is about friendship, one’s selfishness and giving and taking. Its really a must read. J

silent prayer

It was only an hour ago when Cory Aquino’s hearse drove in front of our office building in Ayala.

As the hearse drove by, hundreds of mourning people (others mere spectators) gather in front to cheer and to say their last farewells (though she is yet to be buried) to Cory.

Cory is one of the most beloved woman in our country as well as in the world. A devout catholic, she is a figure of democracy and a reminder that even a humble woman can succeed amidst all chaos by the help of God.

I know I’m not good in words and eventhough our family supports Marcos (Ilocano heritage), I am still in awe of Cory – a house wife, a mother, a wife, a leader.

Rest in peace Tita Cory and May you rest in peace.

—Let us all have a short prayer for her.—

i walked into the room uncertain of how my day will be.

afraid of things, of people, of outbursts

i see you sitting in the corner, observing.

i love how your eyes crinkle when you smile.

i love how you went out of your way just to pass beside me and say "good day".

i love how you carry your clothes.

It reminds me of fresh linens and breakfast.

I love how every afternoon you never fail to smile, not just to me but to everyone.

You are kind and I am thankful.

A nod from anyone is enough to make anyone’s day go right.

thanks for the smile stranger.

ayaw ng masaya

Sa buhay natin (oo kasama ka!) hindi lahat ng feeling e sarap o kaya naman paghihirap. Kadalasan ay combination of both.

May isa akong friendship na itago na lang natin sa pangalang Pilar Pilapil.

Always happy sya as in. Hindi tlaga magkamayaw sa kasayahan ang friendship kong ito.

As in everyday, pag nakita ko sya, abot langit ang ligaya nya. (oo, di lang ngiti ang abot langit, ligaya talaga as in!)

Pag magkasama kami, magugulat na lang ako kasi biglang magmomoment ito at tatawa ng malakas. hindi daw kasi nya kayang hindi tumawa sa loob ng isang araw. Masayhin din naman akong tao pero pag tinabi mo ako kay Pilar Pilapil, aba naman feeling mo laging Byernes Santo sa buhay ko. Kala mo nasa ika-150th day na ako sa pagfa-fasting ko at tlaga namang akala mo ako si Olof (the other reindeer ni Santa Clause! I bet pakbet indi mo kilala yun no??)

So ayun. Ok lang maging masaya pero siguro kung sobra-sobra naman hindi din masyado tama.

Kanina kumakain ako sa pantry at sobrang makahagalpak tlaga sya sa kakatawa. Nakaka-asar. Naisip ko tuloy bakit kaya parang lagi nalang akong warla? Dahil ba sa bagong hiarstyle ko?

Pero hindi e. hindi talaga yun.

Ewan ko kung bakit ako affected lagi?

Siguro nag eevolve na ako bilang Grinch (who stole Christmas) kahit love ko naman ang mga pamerry krismas lagi.

Siguro nga hinding-hindi ako pwedeng itago sa pangalan na Julie Vega dahil mga tipong pang Gladys reyes or Odette Khan (ay hindi pala. Baka magalit ang angle. Sya pala to in real life. ) or Little Celia Rodriguez (may ganon? Little talaga dapat dahil copyright ito ng mommy ko!).

Grabe na to. Ano ba nangyayari sa kin? Feeling ko praning lang ako sa mga panahon na ito kasi pati mga masasayang tao kinaiinisan ko.

Susko, ikaw ba naman ang maging masaya ng buong sigla habang ang paligid mo ay napapagod na sa kakagalaw, matutuwa ka pa din ba?

At oo, mr. bokabulari, kilala mo ito.

Laitera

Kanina sa aircon na jeep sa Buendia, may nakasakay akong dalawang college student na magkaibigan na masyadong masakit sa tenga kung makadaldal. Parang mga reyna ng jeep, as in sobra talaga sa ingay. Akala ko nga private vehicle ito dahil maka-asta akala mo binili nila ang jeep. Dedma sila kahit na pinagtitinginan sila ng mga tao sa kakachika nila. Basta chi-chika sila ano man ang mangyari.

So sige, dedma lang. Chika lang sila ng chika tungkol sa mga crushes nila at sa mga “chaka na people” sa school nila. (Words nila yan!)

Habang nagpupuno yung jeep, may sumakay na mag-jowa. Sabi nung isang girl: Si Mhaaarrk!!! Tingnan mo yung gf nya, grabe ang baduy. yan yung pinalit kay Mace. Indi naman kagandahan, Pike pa! Hahahaha

Sabi naman nung kasama nya: Wahahahaha (as in sobrang makatawa. Indi pwedeng kumandidato sa Ms. Subtlety 2009.) Chaka!!! Hahaha bakit ganon, naka brace sya pero indi naman bagay?? Grabe naman yan.

At oo, walang katapusan yung panglalait nila dun sa babae. Buti na lang yung dalawang mag jowa hindi na lang pinatulan yung 2 babae dahil kung pinatulan nila yun, malamang, mahahagip nila ako. oo, concern ako sa sarili ko.

Grabe tlaga ang panglalait. Aakalain mong Laittation Day ngayon. As in, kung ang course ko sa PLM is B.S. Lait Science minor in B.S. Mapangmata, sila Doctorate na ang tine-take. Wala akong masabi. Lait to the highest level. Hahaha

List ng mga nagamit nilang Laitjective:

1. Buhag-hagers na hair (napatingin ako bigla sa hair ko. Mahirap ng madamay sa panlalait!)

2. Frizzy na eyebrows (oo, talagang tinake note ko to dahil useful sya in the future!)

3. Gargantuan na tenga

4. Pwet ng manok na labi

5. non-existent na baba

6. 6 footer na leeg (in fairness indi naman ganon kahaba ang leeg, more like 5′8 lang!)

7. vienna sausage na daliri

8. nagdadalantao sa isang undin (oo, napatingin agad ako sa paligid akala ko andon si Manilyn Reynes!)

9. Pinsan ni Chucky (akala ko magpipinsan sila!)

10. Size 15 na paa

O diba, aaakalain mo talagang Laitation day sa school nila kung makapang lait ang mga ito. Ok lang sana kung tipong mga mala anghel ang itsura ng mga ito, pero hindi, akala mo mga hindi nag evolve na cro-magnon lang. (hahaha mapang lait??!)

At syempre habang andito ako sa office ngayon, napapatawa na lang ako. Akala ko, ako na ang pinaka mapanglait na tao ngayong 2009 (oo this year lang!) pero hindi. natalo ako ng mga cro-magnon girls na yun. As in kabog. Step back candidate number 28!

Susko talaga. Hindi ako kailangang magpahuli sa trend.

maikling katanungan

bakit kaya ganon?

habang workmode ang drama ko sa desk ko, bigla akong napaisip ng malalim.

Ano kamo ang gumugulo sa isip ko?

Well.. bakit kaya yung mga delicious na papables ngayon kadalasan gayness? As in, bakit ayaw na ng mga papa nato sa ting mga gels?

As in, napapaisip ako. Oo, malalim. Dahil ang mga ganitong dilemma ay talagang hindi pinagsasabukas. Kailangang ma-solve sya as in ngayon din.

kausap ko yung friend ko kanina. Pm-pm lang kami. Ask ko yung officemate nya – Carlo ang name. oo, uyng cutiepie na maputi; yung mukang anghel na bumaba sa lupa para mang-inggit sa mga kalalakihan at magpalaglag ng panga sa mga kababaihang tulad ko. Topic namin ng friend ko ang pagiging yummy ni Carlo. At oo, talagang dapat ganon ang mga topic dahil kung hindi ganon, ano pang silbi ng kamustahan kung walang halong sarap ang pag-uusap? At oo uli, si Carlo ang sarap na yun. hahaha

Bakit yung mga poging papa kadalasan ang type e mga poging fafas din?

Sabi ko, ayaw ko na nga sa mga simpleng yummy lang tulad ni Carlo. Gusto ko yung may roughness. Kasi aanhin mo ang Carlo kung hindi ka man lang paparanasin ng force? Sya kasi yung tipong gentle, naman!! ayaw ko nun. Kailangan ng konting roughness, mga asphyxia. Mga ganyan ang recipe para sa masarap na ano, pag-uusap.

Kaya lang bakit ganon? Usually mga lalakeng may roughness e yung mga mukang rough ang facade?

O diba minsan tuloy kakainis ng maging babae. Buti na lang gay din ako inside and out at buti na lang may asawa na ako. (Hi honey!!! joke lang yung kay Carlo, ayaw ko dun. Indi pogi un.)

So ayun, balik daydream na lang ako kay Carlo Sawit. kasi pogi nya talaga and sa tingin ko, naimbento yung word na delicious nung pinanganak sya.

Hay ang landi ko. Hahaha

Important reminders to lessen stress

Alam na ng lahat na halos mamatay-matay ka na sa pagpapanggap na ok ka pa pag nasa opisina ka. Stress kaliwat-kanan ang nararamdaman mo. Gusto mo ng sumuko pero masyadong madaming bayarin at mga kautangan kaya naman hala sige, kayod kabayo ka pa din (hindi ako ito!) para may swellduhin ka na naman sa sweldo nyo.

Kaya nga gumawa ako ng mga simpleng tips para naman maiwasan ang stress sa buhay mo sa.

Kung gusto mong lumigaya sa pagtatrabaho, follow these simple steps:

1. Make up your mind to feel good at work…

Para ma-attain ito, pumetiks. Oo, pumetiks. Dahil wala ng sasarap pa sa buhay sa office kundi ang makipagchikahan at tumayo-tayo habang nakikita ang mga kasama mong subsob sa trabaho. Pwede ding kumain sa pantry ng mga 3 oras o kaya mag cr every 5 minutes, kunwari may LBM

2. Maintain good and friendly relationships with your boss and colleagues…

Wag tatangkain kung ang boss mo ay may galit sayo, bagkus, inisin pa sya lalo sa pamamagitan ng pag SL kada Biyernes at Lunes. At para naman sa mga kasamahan sa trabaho, kung kasundo mo, yayain pumunta sa mall, kung hindi, patirin sa elevator

3. Remember that your work provides much (if not all) of your necessities and luxuries…

kaya mag-uwi na ng mga office supplies para kina Jun-Jun, Ging-Ging, Ning-Ning at Bantay. Mag print ng kung ano-anong kalokohan sa printer pati na din resume (mga 25 copies!). Iuwi din ang mga tissues dahil mahirap ang makaramdam ng sakit ng tyan habang nasa daan at wala kang panyo.

4. Keep in mind the services you are providing people through your work…

Kung pepetiks ka, syempre wala kang magiging production. Pero oks lang yun kasi at least hindi na mahihirapan yung taga gawa nyo ng report sa pag compute kung ilan ba ang production nyo for the day. Be mindful sa trabaho ng iba! Wag maging gahaman sa production. Kailangan ang team spirit dito. Kung hindi bobonus ang isa, pucha, dapat lahat hindi bobonus. Dapat ganyan ang motto mo sa sarili mo.

5. Challenge yourself at work…

Gaano katagal ang kaya mo na chumika ng walang hingahan? Gaano kahaba ang kaya mong i-allot sa pagche-check ng facebook at kung ano-anong pm sa yahoo mo? Gaano katagal ang kaya mong i-overbreak? Challenge yourself.

6. Concentrate on the good things about your job…

..kung meron man. isipin mo ang mga walang humpay na tawanan nyong magkakaopisina sa mga jokes ng bawat-isa. Sa mga ballpen na nauwi mo at sa mga stabilo na pinipilit mong dekwatin. Isipin mo ang mga masasayang lakwatsa sa mall every 7pm kahit ang shift mo ay 3-12am.

7. Do more than you are paid to do…

Eto katarantaduhang tip to. Wag gagawin to.

8. Adopt the “this is my company” attitude…

kaya kahit anong gawin mo ay ok lang. Kahit may dress code, dedmahin. Kahit may attendance record dedmahin din. Mas masayang ma-late at mag sl. Mas masarap tumambay at magpa cute sa mga crush mo sa ibang department at mas lalong mas masaya chumika at mag table hopping. Pag may sumita, sabihin mo THIS IS MY COMPANY. Pag pinaalala sayong hindi mo to kumpanya, sabihin mo ULUL PAKYU!

9. Often, the secret to enjoying your job is not to change your job but to change your attitude. KAYA WAG MAGING WORKAHOLIC!!!!

So hala sige, petiks!

a girl can only take so much

I just fucking received a call today informing me that I can’t transfer to the team that I applied for because I still have to render a 30-day turn-over period in my team before transferring to their team and that unfortunately, they need to fill the position ASAP.

What actually pissed me off is the fact that I was given the assurance that the fucking job is as good as mine.

I sent an email to the manager and I told him that I’m quite disappointed that I didn’t get the job. I mean c’mon. Giving me the reason that it’s an urgent position and that since I need to render a 30-day period I no longer qualify is just too absurd for words.

I mean c’mon. I’ve been trying my best to get the hell out of where I am and this is what I got in return? Jesus!

And now I have to pray and ask for forgiveness for using the name of the Lord in vain.

Dammit.