message in a bottle: September 2006

barely

It has been one tumultuous week. And I am all set to finally end it and start my well-deserved weekend.

So many have happened this week....

* Two of my good friends from the office had their last week of tenureship. Gosh. And to think that I've already gotten used to them being around the office. Not to mention that them being around makes working fun, amongst other people of course. One left for a great opportunity which he fits to a "T", and the other left to fend for the family business based in Laguna. So so sad that they had to leave. Hope they will never forget the company of people who's gotten so fond of them.

* A destructive typhoon hit the metropolis, uprooting every tree, billboard, lamp post and wall possible. I was actually caught at the height of its rampage, stuck in the middle of EDSA, completely helpless, frightened for my life and hyperventilating on the side. I really thought I'd end up not being able to get home to see my family again (oh shucks, I'm getting teary-eyed). I really, really thought that was end of my young (ahem) life. First blow happened at the side of SM Makati, where the food court's metal doors came flying in the air, hitting the Pajero in front of us. Just imagine if that car wasn't in front us. The door would have directly hit and broken our windshield and God knows what could have happened next.

I really have no desire whatsoever to relive that horrific experience I had. I just kept on praying for me to get home safely and get out of there alive and unscathed. I kept on thinking about my future, (I was getting insane by the second). What if it all ends here? My mind kept pinpointing on the people I value so much in my life: My parents, my brother, my boyfriend. Hay.

* A common friend and an ex-officemate are getting closer by the minute, who knows if they're a couple already. The guy is obviously coming out of his shell and acting on his feelings for the first time, with the girl keeping on pushing him to finally reveal his feelings for her. Okay, I'm really not close to the girl and I know that it's absolutely none of my business, but then again, I just don't think it's right for this girl to just kept on doing that.

As I said, we really don't know what's going on between them. It's probably love and if it is, we would be extremely happy for them. But now that things aren't sorted out yet (according to them), I just don't think it's appropriate for the girl to kept on insisting herself to be his girlfriend. Of course, this is only me speaking.

So there. So much has happened. Nothing really nice happened, I realized. It's been one depressing thing to another. I'm just so glad I am here right now, typing away in the comfort of my desk, breathing and happy to share the stories in my life.

Till next time. Ciao!

hear the lions roar

Congratulations to the San Beda Red Lions for winning the 2006 NCAA Championship Finals!

Go Bedans!

completely clueless

...that's among other things....

I still feel tired and restless. I know, I know. I have been ranting endlessly of me being tired and sleepy all the time, but let's face it. I'm not actually getting any rest, any time soon.

Well maybe tomorrow, when I get my day off. I'm actually still thinking if I'll push through with it. Maybe it's the best time to do it, given the basketball game I'm gonna attend to later.

It's just been sooooooooooo tiring. Week after week. Weekend after weekend of doing a lot of things. A girl can only handle so much, right?

I just realized that every so often, I find myself writing about my heartaches and disappointments. Writing about things I know I should not broadcast to the world, but cannot stop otherwise.

It's also as if he can always understand my perspective, which only very few times he does. I think he doesn't but I taught myself not to care about that anymore. I've quite gotten used to the rollercoaster ride of emotions being with someone who claims to know you inside and out, when in fact has absolutely no idea.

pillow talk

I am super sleepy. I finally had my boyfriend for the weekend but of course, fate has it that I have work. Phatooey........

So let's start last Friday...

Watched his basketball game, which of course, ended way later than usual since it went on overtime. Congrats to them since they still won, despite the last quarter upset. My Friday nights nowadays have become limited since my brother is being drove to school early the next day. Which means that since my boyfriend cannot usually take me home on Fridays, I rely on my sundo, which equates to a 10 pm curfew. Bummer.

But this Friday is an exception. Knowing that if I stayed longer than my "curfew", I had to commute home, my sweet boyfriend offered to take me home, despite a very stressful and tiring week. Not to mention having had gone from an equally tiring basketball game. We had dinner and a few drinks along with some pals and fellow "basketeers" and took off for the night.

We still have a long weekend to work on anyways...

Saturday came.....

My poor boyfriend had to render weekend overtime at his office since he had to do some catching up on his emails, which were left unread for the past days given his hectic orientation schedule with that Php90 million account. We met at around 2 pm for lunch, and caught a well-deserved movie getaway.

It was actually a very satisfying day. We did all we had been longing to do all week - watch a movie, window shop (believe it or not I bought nothing), grab coffee, drink and be merry.

After a healthy dinner of japanese, we met with friends to have a gimik night at Hard Rock Makati. We were part of a friend's guest list so we didn't have to pay for any entrance fee. Of course, the pica-pica and booze aren't free. Hey, we did save 300 bucks each so it's fine.

The show started way late than expected and knowing that my boyfriend hasn't recuperated from his hectic week, we left the club at around 2 am. He was sweet enough to take me home again. What a really nice gesture.

Sunday came in early....

I still have to render 4 hours of work, thus I ended up waking earlier even if my whole body is gruntling in dismay.

What's making me feel weird is the fact that my body cannot cope back to my usual hours of sleep. I am still dead tired. I still have not gotten the ultimate rest I wanted. And to top it all off, my body seems to remain unnoticed and unobedient to it all.

This week is gonna be another long one...

upper crust

I'm hugely fascinated in the lives of the rich and famous. The socialites, celebutantes and trust fund babies. I can just imagine what their lives are like....

Going to the Hamptons over the weekend for a polo match or a day at those private beaches lining the Hamptons coast.

Tent-hopping from one fashion event to another and getting freebies on their way out.

Partying till dawn in all the famous hotspots and rubbing elbows with celebrities.

Waking up each and everyday in a huge mansion, sleeping in a 4-post bed with silk duvets.

Having to get served by butlers and chambermaids.

Getting ready in front of a 4 column mirror, overlooking their vast closets of couture dresses, designer purses, bags and shoes.

Jet-setting around the world in their private planes on a whim.

Laying down big bucks on shopping sprees in the world's most exclusive and high-end designer labels in all famous shopping districts.

I am particularly interested in the less famous ones. Unlike the Hilton sisters who have been tabloid bait ever since, it gets old way too fast.

Here is my list:

1. Dylan Lauren - daughter of famous designer Ralph Lauren. I am a huge huge fan of the RL line. From their Polo RL to their Polo Sport brands, I've been an avid buyer. And I've always wanted to meet the man himself.

2. Casey Johnson - heiress to the Johnson and Johnson billion fortune.

3. Coralie Charriol - daughter and current Vice President for jewelry design of the uber-chic Charriol brand of Geneve.

4. Athina Onassis - granddaughter of Greek shipping magnate Aristotle Onassis. Her life story is massively filled with intrigue upon her inheritance of a billion dollar estate and marrying a horse jump-show participant.

5. Holly Branson - heir to the Virgin label.

Their lives are pages right out of a fairy-tale. Rich kids born with a silver spoon in their mouths and to a life of money, power and prestige.

How I wish...

in the zone

I am a total drone.

I am dead tired. I still haven't had enough sleep. My bed is already teasing me to sleep more. I have no energy. If I go to the gym, I'd probably pass out on the first round of eliptical warm-ups.

I need a rest. A vacay. A get away.

And the only time I even slightly proposed this, I was already shutdown.

I need to just slow down for a while. Relax. Unwind.

I need a breather.

the truth about relationships

Love and romance bears the greatest ironies in life. I'm only halfway through my life and yet I feel that I have accumulated so much learnings in dealing with its ups and downs.

~ When you're a new couple, you wish and pray hard that the relationship will last. But when you're in that stage already, you miss the times when everything was new, exciting and ideal.

~ When you first met and got together, you swore to each other that acceptance is everything. You accept each other for who you are because that's how you fell in love with each other in the first place. And yet when you've known each other for so long, each other's quircky habits and attitude can still get the best of you.

~ When your hands first touched each other, it's probably one of the greatest satisfying feelings in the world. One day passes and you already miss that one single touch. But when you're together for a long time, this simple gesture seems natural bordering to unimportant.

~ When you first get that hug, it's as if all the security you will ever need has been found. You never want to let go nor let the moment pass. But as time passes by, even when you need one, you now have to ask. And that doesn't mean it will be given to you whole-heartedly.

~ When your lips first met, the tingle in your every born is unexplainable and unimaginable. You recount the very same moment over and over again in your head, trying to relish and relive that special event. But when you've been together for quite some time, your partner may sometimes make you feel that it's an obligation for him.

There are actually a million other ironies. Some may be applicable to everyone, some may be not. Some may experience even worse, yet some may be lucky enough to be in a somewhat perfect relationship.

I believe there is no such thing in "you deserve better". I believe you make things better for both your sake. Others believe that when the going gets tough, you just simply have to give up. That is so wrong and unacceptable. Why commit yourself in a relationship you will just give up later on, right?

Hay, love. Makes the world go round daw but in truth, just plainly makes you go crazy.

stabbed and bleeding

Once again, my heart pours out all its heartaches. Yet ever relentless, I did bounce back easily.

walking zombie

I am flat out tired and drained.

It has been one heck of a week. Last week fled by so fast, I didn't know where it went.

It was a grusome, gruelling, tiring past week. The weekend passed by without me noticing it.

Here's the thing:

My boyfriend has been kept busy and tied up with his commitments to the Php90 million account, which he has been superbly giving all his time and effort to. The orientations were sadistic, to say the least. Imagine having to go from site to site, from morning till the wee hours of the night, conducting an hour and a half of orientation...every freakin day.

And the sites aren't even close by. The ironic thing about it is that the farther the site, the later the orientation schedule is. My boyfriend has to endure very little sleep on a daily basis since orientations at the far end of Cubao starts at 9 pm! What an inconsiderate account it really is becoming to be. He's just hoping all this effort pays off big time...and so am I.

I am just so utterly affected by all this...just because. Who would want a cranky, tired boyfriend? Lack of sleep really takes a toll on anyone, especially for someone like him who even participates in a sportfest. I just don't want him to rely on energy drinks and not have the sufficient rest and sleep he needs.

And then, we had a wedding to prepare for last weekend. To top everything off, the group was cramming to finish everything in time for the Sunday wedding. It doesn't help that the couple is so fickle-minded about everything and makes changes on the last minute. We had to endure late nights wrapping up souvenirs, revising the guest list for the nth time, re-doing the programme to fit the parents' specifications and so on.

It was just so tiring and I still have not recuperated from it all. Nor have anyone of us. I'm actually just waiting to pass out dead.

I will be so glad when this week is finally over. This is the last week of that stupid series of orientation (I hope) and I am really praying very hard that we can finally get our well-deserved rest.

mind games

Ever get intrigued by someone else's romantic endeavors?

Well, I do. And to some extent, cannot believe that I actually do.

If you have been keeping track of my posts, I have mentioned one guy friend who's being linked to an ex-officemate of mine.

Well, the love story continues to grind as events happen one after another.

Anyhoooo, we actually don't know what's going on between the two of them. The guy is very known for his solitude. He very rarely shares things like this to friends, so it's dyahe to ask him point blank. As for the girl, I also could not possibly just ask her.

So the mind games continue. What makes it bothersome is the fact that they seem to have a silent language going on. Like they tell secrets with their eyes. He still takes her home even if they live opposite ends (well, unlike me and my boyfriend na SUPER opposite ends). So that's an extra special gesture, right? To think that he never does this to anyone. Talo pa nga nya minsan yung ibang boyfriends na pinapasundo na lang sa ibang tao yung mga girlfriends nila.

Oh well, the story still remains unseen.

quote of the day

People often say:

"Kung kayo para sa isa't isa, kayo talaga..."

Don't they realize that without effort,

destiny is useless...

and her name is Fugliona

I'm pretty certain most of you, if not all of you, have watched flicks ala Mean Girls. You know, when there's this insanely heinous person who thinks very highly of herself, wherein in fact is she's of the exact opposite.

Presenting...Fugliona!

Yep, I met one just last week. My boyfriend had this game last Friday to which one of my guy friends introduced Fugliona, a newbie in their office. People made a big effing fuss of her being there. What's the buzz, you say? Well, she claims she's a runner up at some beauty pageant. Puh-leeze! When you see her, she looks more like a contestant in a barangay pageant. This, I can say, is more acceptable to believe, given her palengkera attitude.

Not merely a month in their office, Fugliona is already acting as if she's one of the seniors there! How unimpressively arrogant of her. Oh well, typical.

The office guys, as to what I've heard, have been drooling non-stop over Fugliona. Men are such pigs. My boyfriend even claims he talks to her (office stuff daw, eh hinde naman sila magka-team)! You better keep that filthy paws of yours off my man or you would wish you were never born! I would take out all your fugly teeth one by one with one single slap!

Anyway, back to being graceful (hehe), as the game progress, she morphs into her natural form and became the HO that she really is. She even smokes like one, haha! How cute!

She walks around the gym as if she's God's gift to mankind and thinks everyone feels the same way. She is the typical ego-centric female who thinks she is more beautiful that everyone else breathing around her.

Wake up you guys!!! Stop that drooling of yours, save your saliva and stop hurting your girlfriends' feelings!!! She may be all the glamour but at the end of the day, she's nothing but a plastic figure with a ridiculously painted face, witchy nails and taho-like brains.

You guys don't know that with what you all are doing, the people whose feelings you take for granted are getting smushed to the ground into itty bitty pieces.

Sooner or later, you guys will be left with nothing.

the only love song

Just in case somewhere in time I forget, I'm pasting it here....

This song never fails to remind me why faling in love is the greatest feeling in world....

Without You by Charlie Wilson

It feels like a lifetime,
A thousand days have passed by
Since I held you close to me
If I could see that smile from my friend
I know that I could live again
I need you here with me

Heaven knows what to say
Even though for right
Now you’re so far away
I hope and I pray
Somewhere in your heart I’ll always stay

Girl, lately my sun doesn’t shine without you
Never noticed what it feels like to be without you
Feels like I took my last step
And my last breath in my life ending
Had to say just what I was feeling, girl
‘Cause my sun doesn’t shine,
Sun doesn’t shine without you

This is more for me than for you
Girl, I finally see there’s no substitute
For what we have
Do you know how much I love you

Heaven knows what to say
Even though for right now you’re so far away
Gonna tell you and show you
Do whatever I can do to get back to you

Girl, lately my sun doesn’t shine without you
Never noticed what it feels like to be without you
Feels like I took my last step
And my last breath in my life ending
Had to say just what I was feeling, girl
‘Cause my sun doesn’t shine,
Sun doesn’t shine without you

pint-sized

While browsing through my stacks of magazines last night, I suddeny realized that I haven't picked up any of the books I bought to read lately.

I actually bought 3 books I've been wanting to buy for quite some time, and in my excitement bought all of them at once (hehe, shopaholic strikes again).

So I have 3 new books. Exciting!

But since I have been nose diving myself in the world of Archie and his friends, I've forgotten about them. So I am redeemed and have taken one out of the 3 to read!

I realized that I've slowed down on my bookworm-ing days. Well, I still carry a book wherever I go but unlike before, I can't have a day without reading anything. Probably with all the toxic-ness around me and the schedules being so hectic, I don't have much time to do this hobnob with knowledge.

I'm also inclining myself on business success books. I've recently acquired the book on Starbucks, Pour Your Heart Into It, written by its CEO Howard Schulz. I'm dying to read it but have been putting it off for vacation-time-kind-of-reading. I just know I won't be able to put it down. Much like what happened to me with the Shopaholic series.

I'm getting ready to pour myself a cup...

1st wedding

A few more days and it's our wedding na. Not OURS ours. It's our 1st wedding where my boyfriend and I are the event managers. Our very first. Hay, what will happen kaya? Chaotic yun for sure.

The couple is actually referred to our business by a common maxi friend. And I guess being in the wedding business promotes so much of one's PR abilities, specially to the parents of the couple.

Weird and funny thing about this particular wedding is that the couple seems to be getting married for their parents' chance to invite as many of their kumpares and kumadres as possible.

That's what happens when the one of the couple's parents are paying for everything. In this case, it's the groom's parents, to which it seems is on the hike up the social ladder. 90% of the guests are these parents' friends. Imagine, having a wedding where the couple doesn't have a clue as to who their guests are.

It sucks big time. But hey, it's their call in the first place. They let the parents meddle with their special day and that's what they get. You don't need a lavish wedding (but it won't hurt either) just to be married. The importance is the each of you are finally bounded by love with God's blessings.

So, as event managers, we are already up our neck on all the preparations. Downside of all these is the bride not having any idea on planning her own wedding herself! We had to give her suggestions all the time - from the food, to the song. The groom isn't much help either and even despises sentimental love songs. Hello??? It is a wedding afterall, not a rock concert.

To make matters worse, the groom's parents have hired a DI. Yes, a dance instructor. How 70's can it get right? They wanted a dance floor specifically for this since their oldies guests are supposed to enjoy that special night. So much for considering it a gimik night as well.

But, as the wedding coordinators, we have no choice but to be excited for the couple. It is their day afterall, amidst all the craziness around.

We are crossing our fingers that this weekend wedding will be a blast.

bc girls...and boy

Since I've been talking non-stop about friends, may I present the best girls (and boy) of MBC and DWH (if you can figure out the acronyms, good for you :))

Leigh a.k.a Mojacko

Love Status: Completely enamoured with Wentworth Miller (na mukhang convicted killer)
Known for: Snack attacks
Fashionista: Jeans and Birks

Idj a.k.a Idjie Widjie

Love Status: Taken by Papoa Kevz
Known for: Ironed hair
Fashionista: Sleevless shirts and boots

Tin a.k.a Teenie Weenie

Love Status: Torn between many lovers but kiligs for Dao Ming Si look-a-like (daw!)
Known for: Slicing halves out of everything and abused umbrellas
Fashionista: Lacey tops and bakya-sounding clogs

And last but certainly not the least....

Ganns a.k.a Gannonne (Italian-inspired)

Love Status: Happily married to Cathy
Known for: A love-hate relationship with a certain MK (and this is not Mary-Kate)
Fashionista: Beret caps ala Jay-R, corduroy jackets and the now infamous Brazil-colored sneakers

Visit our amazing blog site and learn more about our misadventures at http://makatibrunchclub.blogspot.com

love binds

It's sooo cute!

Two friends in the ropes of finding out if there really is true love. I just realized that majority of my previous posts are daydreams speaking out loud. I haven't told much on real life stories, so here's my attempt on it...

I've been part of a couple for nearly 3 years now, and amongst other sour things, I am loving every minute of it. Even with all my emotional rantings, I feel blessed to have someone to share my life with, whether good or bad. Of course, there are those moments when you can't help but feel that it's a tiresome game, but at the end of the day, knowing that someone is part of you makes everything else all worth it.

So are most of my friends. We are a circle of couples. And of course, we usually go out as couples. There are actually 2 sets of couples' circle. The first one is the original maxi couples gang, which comprise of 4 couples (us included), 2 of which are already married. That's why whenever we all get together, there is always that funny question of "O, kayo kelan?". Wedding bells daw.

The other circle is the ex-maxi gang, which comprise of 4 couples as well (us included), 1 of which is the couple I am describing above. Technically, they're not a couple yet. And as much as we want to describe them as being in that stage of pa-cute pa to each other, they are not.

Theirs is a vague as vague can be. As unclear as tubig poso. Scratch and make that tubig kanal. The guy is not yet courting the girl. The girl is head over heels in love with the guy. Typical? Not in this case.

You see, the guy is the epitome of kind-heartedness. If you don't know anything about him, you would think he is getting ready to enter priesthood. He's downright simple, is not materialistic, goes to church very regulary, never swears, does not have a bad bone in his body, and gets shy when sex-related comments are being talked about.

As for the girl, complete opposite. She's the loud, out-going type who smokes, drinks, parties, sings karaokes, have a menagerie of character friends, dresses skimpily and takes green jokes with ease, even managing to throw in a few comments here and there.

So in the ideal world, they're as opposites as day and night. But the wonder of love seems to hold them together since they actually have one powerfull common interest - music! Both are music raves and so when they're together, they mostly talk about music.

The guy has been my friend longer and we as his friends, would kill for him to have a girlfriend already. We actually cannot imagine him having one, but then again, it's good to have a partner in life. Someone who will take care of you when you get old....

But, their love story is as twisted and confusing as ever.....

(to be continued..)

so much fun!

'nuff said, right?

sick cycle carousel

As much as we all want to devoid ourselves of the routinary life offers, we are stuck in doing so.

That's what I realized.

Think of this:

- You get out of bed, brush your teeth, take a bath and get dressed
- You arrive at the office
- Take out your laptop
- Sit down with your coffee while browsing emails
- Browse the net for usual morning sites you also check
- Sort out through your emails; replies and deletes
- Lunch time rolls in, you get up and head out to eat
- After an hour, you sit once again facing your laptop, continuously doing work in a day
- You attend to several issues, calls and more emails
- Upon reaching you 9-hour mark, you close your laptop
- You log out and pack your things
- You head home and have dinner
- After which, you brush your teeth and wash up
- You climb to bed, click on the TV for a few regular shows you watch
- When time reaches your bed time, you go to sleep

And yet again, the same old thing will re-start the next day and the day after......

Everything we do is a routine. You try to break the silence by doing extraordinary stuff but then again when you eventually like it, it will again roll out to be a routine.

Life.

modeled clay

Standing outside an empty lot, people and cars busily passing by, you get to imagine how life is. Is it great? swell? just okay? so-so? not so fantastic? down the dumps?

And then you realize that a lot of the good things mean nothing as compared to the crappy feeling you have inside of you, eating away every happiness you have tirelessly stored in there.

If you can just, for one day, feel all the love you deserve to get, it maybe would turn things around. Make things a little lighter. A little more bearable.

Do you ask for a hug?
Do you ask for a kiss?
Do you ask for love?

No.

message in a bottle

Friday, September 29, 2006

barely

Monday, September 25, 2006

hear the lions roar

Wednesday, September 20, 2006

completely clueless

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

pillow talk

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

upper crust

in the zone

the truth about relationships

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

stabbed and bleeding

walking zombie

Monday, September 11, 2006

mind games

quote of the day

and her name is Fugliona

Friday, September 08, 2006

the only love song

Thursday, September 07, 2006

pint-sized

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

1st wedding

bc girls...and boy

love binds

Tuesday, September 05, 2006

so much fun!

Monday, September 04, 2006

sick cycle carousel

Friday, September 01, 2006

modeled clay

multiply

gossipy me

social butterfly

total escape

shopaholic me

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