Please allow the bitch inside of me to release itself of all constraints held against her. I’m really not in the right place, emotionally right now and well… If you ever decide to place an order, I hope you keep this valuable piece of information in mind:
1. Be aware of your timeline and deadlines. Please do not place an order and suddenly drop the bomb on us and say that you suddenly need ALL of them by the end of week expecting that I will drop all my other clients and deadlines just for you.
2. Pay your debts. This goes for both us and the clients. Debt is never good. I would never wish on anyone’s life especially on mine to owe anyone anything.
3. If you are the contractor and you set the deal with your own client, DO NOT GIVE THEM MY NUMBER. The nerve you have to give my number to YOUR client because you simply DIDN’T WANT TO HAVE TO DEAL WITH THEM ANYMORE!! Oh my God, how dare you ever…
I’m going to change my number after this.
4. Stick to your original order. Don’t suddenly change your orders in the middle of production. A referee doesn’t suddenly change the rules. NO ONE DIED AND MADE YOU GAY KING BITCH OF THE WORLD. Get real, bitch.
5. DON’T ASSUME THAT I RUN A MAGICAL SWEATSHOP! REAL people make your orders, it takes TIME to make it and if you think that they just pop out of your asses, you’ll have another thing going up yours.
I didn’t get to celebrate Valentines this year. Instead, what I got was a whole day of running around the city and meals in the passengers seat.
This year I had coffee while being feasted on by mosquitoes and long term postural damage from lugging around a bag that’s too heavy for my own good.
This year I didn’t get flowers (although I never do) or chocolates, not even a single I love you note.
But I get to spend every single day with the most important person in my life and that is so much better than one day out of the many to look forward to.
Because I would follow you on Christmas, on my birthday… even on Hallow’s Eve even if it meant having to over charge my DS and the pad just to spare me the boredom. I would carry big baskets of floor matts and plates, even if we don’t get to share them, if it meant just being around you.
I would ride a bus and sit beside a stinky baby who leans in too much, too much that I can hardly see the damn screen, even if it’s just to kiss you hello because I love you.
And I’m not going to see you as much anymore and this makes me sad but we’re doing bigger things now so I shouldn’t be.
But it’s a god damn Sunday and I’m not used to not being able to kiss you good night.
Movies I want to watch: The Secret Life Of Walter Mitty, The Lego Movie, American Hustle
3. Slacking off on my reading
Currently reading: The Night Circus (Maybe this book isn’t so great. It’s taken me 2 weeks to read it -.-)
4. Playing to much on my newly acquired DS
Just finished playing: Life Signs: Surgical Unit
Next: Final Fantasy: Cock Chronicles (Yes, that’s what it says on my DS)
5. Dying to watch SHERLOCK SEASON 3 and the rest of Friends season 7.
6. Not saving. So bad.
7. Excited and sad at the same time about 711 opening. I will miss my best friend 😦
8. Missing my real best friend (Raissa Alexandra Ong Oh)
9. Tied up. Time is really not my friend at this point.
Also, I think it’s important to mention that on Weekdays I live at my parents house and I come HOME on the weekends. If the weekend consists of me being in my room or wherever Paolo & I end up crashing.
I don’t like my current living situation and I just want to move out this year and live somewhere closer to work. Also, I badly want my own house. I’ve been going to hardware stores waaaay too much these past two months.
I miss blogging. I miss just being able to talk even when nobody’s actually listening.. cuz we all know how hard it is for me to shut up. :>
Every year since 2005 (in my 2nd year of high school), I would plop myself down on a chair and just spend the entire afternoon trying to summarize the year that passed. It’s been 8 years since then and the tradition lives on and it shall continue to live on for as long as God permits me to.
Xanga, where this tradition all started, may be gone and issaplease and issatalks are currently what define me – nothing is more nostalgic than the things that make you feel alive.
I am FINALLY working for the family business, the business I’ve been wanting to work under for as long as I can remember. I’m here now, I’m going to make the most out of it.
2. Will you be looking for a new relationship?
God, I hope not.
3. New house?
If the pay is good, the rent is cheap and place is close to work then yes, by all means!
4. What will you do different in 14?
I really don’t know. To be honest, I haven’t really thought that much about the new year. Maybe I’ll just play it by ear.
Oh, maybe in 2014 I’ll try to remember more.
5. New Years’ resolutions?
To be more accommodating to my mom & siblings and be around more since my papa isn’t around…
6. What will you not be doing in 2014?
I cannot say. There are no limits in this life… or so I’ve learned.
7. Any trips planned?
China (for business & pleasure)
Somewhere local (with Paolo)
Bangkok (with friends)
… But I’ll have to get a passport first. -.-
8. Wedding plans?
Yes, but not mine.
9. Major thing on your calendar?
Maybe a second triathlon
A thrid year anniversary
Uhm… nothing, really.
10. What can’t you wait for?
A car
a new place to live
Paolo’s 711 to open
A possible new business
11. What would you like to see happen differently?
I’d like to be more emotionally in control this year. Meaning, less crying, less over analyzing, bickering, competing.
I feel like I have all this negativity cramped up in such a small body and I just want to be a better person- physically, emotionally and maybe even spiritually.
I want to be more in control over myself and handle everything in a manner wherein I feel like I’m in killer heels and an expensive dress- even in my sleep.
12. What about you will you be changing?
Refer to 11. & 5.
13. What happened in 2013 that you didn’t think would ever happen?
I NEVER thought I would get fired laid off
The earthquake
Yolanda
My sudden obsession over shoes & dresses
My addiction to board games
Learning how to cook
Given power in the company (the best, by far)
14. Will you be nice to the people you care about?
I will try. The ones we care about are always the easiest to hurt.
15. Will you dress differently this year than you did in 2013?
No, I still dress up like my cabinet puked on me.
16. Will you start or quit smoking?
Continue until further notice. (I’m just being realistic!)
17. Will you better your relationship with your family?
Yes, everyday I am working on it.
18. Will you do charity work?
Hopefully. Been eyeing a few organizations already.
19. Will you go to bars?
I am ready to give that part of my life up already.
20. Will you be nice to people you don’t know?
Aren’t I always?
21. Do you expect 2013 to be a good year for you?
I am depending on it!
22. How much did you change from this time ‘til now?
When exactly was from this time? Did I always answer this question so sarcastically? (Hold on let me check)
(2011)
I am always changing because that is the most natural thing to do.
meh, more or less.
23. Do you plan have on having a child?
At the start of 2013, I was pretty sure that I wanted 5 children. Close towards the end, I wanted 2.
Now, I’d be ok with a dog.
24. Will you still be friends with the same people you are friends with?
Perhaps. But I wouldn’t mind getting rid of a few.
25. Major lifestyle changes?
More work, less Paolo, hopefully more time for friends.
26. Will you be moving?
You mean out of the country? Hopefully never.
27. What will you make sure doesn’t happen in 2014?
Bankruptcy
28. What are your New Year’s Eve plans?
Same as every year, church, dinner, family & neighbors, Paolo and friends.
29. Will you have someone to kiss at midnight?
The only person I want to kiss for the rest of my life.
30. One wish for 2014?
To never have to stay stuck and if by chance I should, to always know how to get out of it.
My favorite moments of 2013:
Co- styling for iFeet
Getting an extra organizer from my clients all the way in Manila
Sinulog
When Food and Fashion Meet/ The Cooking Fashionistas with Justinne
PASSING THE BOARD EXAMS
Valentines
The friendships I’ve made, rekindled, forgotten
Commander Cluck- Cluck. Perhaps the best chicken I’ve ever tasted. lol. Not really.
Saying good bye to these wonderful fellows.
Trips with friends
Going to the zoo!!
The egg that got me a sack of Super Crunch. Which I haven’t gotten yet, RYAN YAP!
Social Media Influencers Summit with Maria Resa
Getting featured on Zalora
Getting my own domain!
Finally quitting Accenture after a year
Watched my first IMax movie. Obviously, it was Iron Man 3
Missed our first family trip abroad but got these burgers instead (stupid corporate job)
Fell in love with Duz Grill
Got and lost a new pet
R.I.P, Hook
Learned how to cook… 1 recipe! HAHA
FINALLY started WORKING in events (a dream come truee)
FINALLY read Thirteen Reasons Why
Got invited to blogging events
Chictopia commented on my picture
Became Head of Global Marketing for Kia Motion
Turned iTrabaho into my “baby”
But you can’t raise a baby without any means to sustain it. –l– to you!
Got my traveling scarf
Came back to the mother ship!
JOINED A TRIATHLON!!
Kicked everyone’s ass at poker on my birthday month
Turned 2 years and went to Camotes
Got bangs
Got nominated
Our annual Christmas family photos
Did some modeling
Got a Kindle and a Cloudpad (well , I’m sharing with Paolo anyways)
Now I remember why I love doing this so much. Because I always hesitantly start it not sure if how I’m going to feel at the end of my post. Not sure if it was a year well spent or a year wasted.
But every single time, no matter how bad the year was, I always end it feeling blessed. Because that’s what I am… blessed.
Have a blessed and a prosperous year to come, everyone!
It’s 1:30 am. I stayed up waiting for my grandmother to fall asleep so I could quietly slip away and smoke the cigarette i kept in my bag since 10:30 this evening after Paolo and I spent time with his family singing and trying to figure out what our epic duet song could be.
I’ve always enjoyed the late night stolen drag breaks I take for the reason that it makes me feel rebellious when it shouldn’t because everyone in my family practically knows that I do it. But I like it more because of the thoughts I have which may sometimes be euphoric like a “eureka!” moment or depressing and unapologetic.
I thought mostly about how much I need to organize my room. I need a shoe rack and a hanger or an extra cabinet for my over pilling clothes. I need a place to put my make up brushed and my art supplies. I need a sense of order in my life much in the sense that I need order with my thoughts.
Then I started thinking about that morning where I was so OC about cleaning my mouth. I accidentally stuck my toothbrush too deep into my mouth that I ended up puking all over my bathroom floor that has recently caused a clog. I don’t want to unclog it, that’s what the maid is for. But is she supposed to declutter the way I think and the weird thoughts that are all jumbled in my head?
I thought about the book I’m reading now and how pathetic I feel about reading my sister’s reading list. I’m reading Ely & Naomi’s No Kiss List by David Levithman. It’s the 3rd book of his I’m reading and I hate every one I read but I torture myself with visual vomit anyways. I don’t know why I do that to myself. There are a million books on MY list but I’m too lazy to actually download them. I’m a sloth. That’s not something I should be proud of. That or, I refuse to read anything worth reading until I get my Kindle. I. CANNOT. WAIT. FOR. CHRISTMAS!
Tonight, Paolo’s aunt-in-law asked us “when’s the big day?” Usually, I’d be so offended and hurt by the question. God knows why, it’s something we hear on a weekly/ monthly basis. It’s bad that I get so bummed about it because 1. Paolo made very good points about why we aren’t getting hitched anytime soon and 2. AM I REALLY READY TO GET MARRIED? Do I even know what it is to be married?
No. But the thoughts are never really horrible. Scary is more like it.
But tonight, I was pretty cool about being quick to debunk the idea of it. I’m not quite sure if I’m a part of the marrying generation anymore. Or maybe I’ve just decided to not really care about what I want. I mean, seriously, when do we (men particularly) decide that we want to get married? When do we wake up and say, hey, I’m gonna spend a bunch of money and put on a dress and then spend more money on a house, on kids and worry about big people problems? When do we actually realize that it’s not enough to love each other, let’s make the unbreakable vow and allow ourselves to be the one thing that could possibly break a person when we are all bound to screw up one way or another?
I’m wheezing now which probably shows my total carelessness for myself. I have a cough but hey, let’s smoke that cigarette anyways. As if I needed it. As if my life depended on it. What a shmuck.
It’s 2:00 am. For some reason, I am wide awake and I think I’ll think about my dog and her fleas, or guinea pigs and that pug I really want.
It’s 2:00 am. Maybe I’ll fall asleep with my thoughts that never have any conclusions. I am happy where I am right now. In this moment, my PMS could be worse, I could try to be more patient with everyone (especially my mother), I could use more money, I could gloat about my irrational fears of never getting married or having children… but maybe it’s meant to be tackled on on another night.
It’s Friday morning now and I’m suddenly thinking about Rebecca Black and how much I hate the fact that she made a song named “Saturday”. What a ninkumpoot. If I can even spell that word.
It’s a start of a brand new day but I feel like I’m stuck in time as I go through the news, as I skim through my newsfeeds, as I walk down the streets and etc.
Life after the typhoon has definitely not been the same and we are all trying to find our places in this disaster. Like how are we going to help, are our efforts enough, while we wait and worry if and when we are finally going to be ok.
My country is definitely not the same country as it was a few days ago and that can go both ways.
On the bright side,I am always brought to tears in awe of how we have been brought together as a country. Seeing how everyone is getting together to pitch in in the slightest ways possible is always uplifting.My friends have slowly reunited with their families and there has not been a shortage in help especially from other countries.
On the not-so-bright-side: There’s always doubts about our flawed government and people who have been deemed to have lost their morals, when in fact they are only trying to survive. I have friends who have not seen or heard from their families and friends of friends who are missing. And then there are the occasional 1 minute wonders who always have something bad to say and those who are just plain insensitive.
It’s not a perfect world, deal with it.
But despite all these things, no matter how imperfect we are, no matter how many times we may question these peoples morals and dignity or self control- no matter what, we will NEVER be them. We will never know what it’s like to have a hungry family with no clothes, water or shelter. We will never know what it’s like to walk among a sea of dead bodies… which is why we shouldn’t be so quick to judge.
I am deeply struck by the events that has happened to my country. Never a day has passed when I’m not checking the news, weeping for the dead and rejoicing for the living. Never a day has passed when I am not worried for my country and grateful for the aid that has been given. I still find myself in disbelief of what has happened… it still feels like our biggest nightmare magnified and materialized. It is that bad.
I know in time we will all be ok, we will come out stronger and better and braver and smarter. We’re Bamboo’s like that. But in the meantime, let us not stop helping, praying and doing our parts. We are all needed to put back the pieces of our country back together.
Valentines
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