the only MAN.

to the man who i grew up with.

the one who accepted me for what I am, never dared to question what I have become.

the one who has nurtured my immaturity and opened my eyes to the harsh reality that making money is not an easy job but rather one that requires blood sweat and tears,.. and err a million complaining.

he who I look up to despite some of his crazy ways.

the one who taught me that life and love is sometimes unfair and as hard as a rock.



happy father's day dad.

HOPEFULL.....

Well, I gambled again. Walked up like a man and straight to a date. Needless to say I again pranced around town, trying to keep to conversation up and running and both ways working, All together while keeping my heart on my sleeve and trying to avoid one or two disasters because truth be told I am rather clumsy at times... err... almost every single day of my existence. I went out and thought to myself If I never get out and put myself in the market well I'd get stale and never be sold.

And at this time I was thinking of fairy tales and mixing them up like a summer cocktail and ask myself.

What if the king and queen had invited the evil witch at sleeping beauty's christening?... would she be in the losers table?... and if she was would she still put a curse on the princess?

If Snow white's evil step mother had gone to one of those cosmetic surgeons in Beverly hills or at least had one of her mistresses in waiting inject botox every fortnight, would she still want to kill snow white?...

I cringed and laugh to myself. I know I'm a little twisted. And lonely. And I Hope he could read my mind, it would ask him... : if you need to be loved, here I am. read my mind....


I hope he does. And I am wishing.

No, still hanging on that faint glimmer of hope.

(photo courtesy of photobucket.com)

my anima mundi

Its been a while. It has been, and i think its time to move on. I need a rehab, i need to unload all the excess baggage i have and start a new, not that i will be loading new ones but just taking everything in stride. i just want to run away from it all.

how hard is it to wake up with someone who treasures and likes you as you are, not minding the way you look when you wake up in the morning or the way you snore at night?... I mean that's not a herculean task at hand.

how hard can it be to find a soul mate?...

Or maybe I have met him and i just did not notice.

hahaay!...

Its been two weeks from my Bantayan trip and still I haven't jotted down an entry devoted to that trip. Haay! Time flies so fast. Wish I was still there. The beach, the sun not to mention the crowd (well it could be me all along, it could be their first time to see somebody pretty healthy wearing hot pants on a cool Saturday evening, tanned and all).

Anxious as I was because unfortunately it was my first trip to Bantayan. I was eager to end the shift, take the 1st bus to Hagnaya, pray that there will be enough sun for my tan, for the photo shoot that would last the entire trip (including the downtime and grammatically erroneous signboards c/o the watchful eyes of chitru credo) and for the trip via the barge back to the main island.

And here I am now. Home, bored, reminiscing about the whole trip, looking at the photos shot in that short duration of time. Wishing I had time and money to go back. Someday, I will and that time I'll be with somebody.... I'll leave it blank for now... My prince lost its way to me.. pweh!

hahaay!

tan, taran... TAN!!!!

Since I had a pretty boring summer last year, I decided to squeeze every bit of my summer this time. If in case you did not know last year I was spent my summer at home. Sleeping. Loser!... haha!

But now I am determined to make most of it. And I mean it. I know my life's a bore and I get excited easily so I decided to take the road not taken and had a blast in Badian (although we did not go to Kawasan, either nobody was interested in trekking or that we were just lazy and wanted booze for brunch). And as of right now I had just finished unpacking my stuff from my latest weekend getaway.

Since we were at the beach I wanted to have a tan, so i laid down on the beach getting all the sun i can and waited, waited, and waited however everybody was looking for me because we were already drinking at 9 in the morning so i got inside the cottage we were renting and gave in. So I thought that I could get some more after lunch--- I was wrong. Unfortunately the weather was not cooperating and I ended up drenched in the rain. boOhoO!

So to sum it all up i got tan but not that much. No worries because the week after next I'll be in Bantayan for more sun, fun and everything in between.

I'm still waiting for the photos to be uploaded.

hope y'all are enjoying your summer. And don't forget sunscreen!!!....Ü

the out of towners

I'm in the middle of holy week right now and fortunately or unfortunately I'm going somewhere to unwind or possibly find solitude in the comforts of nature. Just had yet another break-up so I am thinking that this might do some good. After all I've been working my ass off these few days, I need some sort of release or a place where a NOrtell phone (were not using avaya which i have to say needs some getting used to) is nowhere in sight.

We started to plan this said breakaway from all the stress that work is giving us however there were a lot of wrong turns and plan A's, B's and C's on the way. But what I'm nagging about right now is that there are 3 people coming who are always complaining about this and a lot of things for that matter (our trainer asked us not to bring boyfriends and the like) and they were fidgeting like crazy over this. I was assigned to plan to whole event but after the whole fracas I decided not to be a baby sitter to them and quit to the point of my airing my side of the story but to keep things at peace and its holy week already and due to our trainers plea i kept quiet.

They threatened not to come which would sound oh so sweet to me. But then the next thing I heard they were already preppin' up. washing thier swimsuits already. We'll see what would happen next.

I wanted to do something about this. But if I do it somebody will support me and from this point it would seem as if were ganging up on them. So I'll wait for things to happen and act when the time is right. and sneaky.

have a blessed holy week.

the Queen B... and Miss Karma

Its not really that I am a BITCH. Well there is one on the inside but rarely does she make an appearance. That is if the time is most appropriate, then she will absolupositivalutely make an entrance that would enthrall the crowd the way Imelda Marcos would at her prime and that is coiffured and all.

Its just there are selective times that I really get pissed intentionally over little things and I always tell myself that karma is going to get that person. But at times I question karma. Is it me or that karma literally takes a lifetime to be processed. Does it have a filter? or a lazy secretary perhaps which has a pea for a brain and does not care to forward all emails to her/his boss (btw I really don't know what gender karma has)And it pissess me off the way someone jokes around you as if you re close and you quickly quip in a retort that would leave the other party speechless or in a way appalled lying on the ground looking for a shovel to bury their heads underground. And at times I just think of clobbering' them at that moment, but then again there is that thin red line between being barbaric and being normal. And at that point I remember the rules of engagement.. or shall I dare say revenge.. EVERYTHING HAS TO BE SNEAKY... and that EVERYTHING is all a matter of timing.... Well there is a hidden bitch in all of us... and to provoke would be a disaster,,... take a cue from Regina George and the Mean Girls... hehehe

(thanks to the guys of photobucket for the photo!!!)