Monday, March 27, 2006
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
Let me be The One...
God, I've never prayed this hard before.
Please.
Let me be The One.
Please.
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First day of training went well.
Please.
Let me be The One.
Please.
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First day of training went well.
Friday, March 17, 2006
Finally...
It was past 7 in the evening when I got to sleep yesterday.
For those who works in a regular shift, that's okay. Heck, that's even early.
But for someone working on a 2-11 AM shift, that's absurd.
I got off from work at 11 in the morning.
Finished lunch at around 1 in the afternoon.
I even got to finish reading one book.
But still, I couldn't sleep.
I was too far away from Dreamland.
Sleep was very elusive.
For some reason, I cannot sleep.
For some reason, I was uneasy.
It was as if something huge's gonna happen.
I woke up at 1 in the morning.
I didn't feel too well.
My heart is slamming against my ribs.
Gawd, I am palpitating.
I was telling myself, no Venti White Mocha Frap for me from now on.
(Although that has been no problem for me in the past.)
When I got in the office, I was still uneasy.
Something's not quite right.
As I was turning on my computer, Dianne from Opsdesk approached my TL.
She told my TL that Mel needs to talk me.
I was freakin' nervous. And me lacking sleep didn't help at all.
When I approached Mel, she told me that Brian is looking me.
Oh great, just what I need. An on-the-spot interview with me palpitating and looking so undressed. As it is Friday, we are on dress down and I was wearing one of my white Havaianas. I even had to borrow a dressier sandals from a team mate (Thanks Mea!).
As Brian and I were talking, he casually asked as to how I think I did with the final interview.
I said that I didn't make any major booboo and I was able to answer all questions, so I think I did well.
Then he just said, "Oh, good for you cos you got the job."
My brain wasn't functioning well that time that's why I didn 't even react.
I just said "really" with that stupefied look on my face.
And so I just got promoted...
Finally...
It was worth the palpitation and puyat...
For those who works in a regular shift, that's okay. Heck, that's even early.
But for someone working on a 2-11 AM shift, that's absurd.
I got off from work at 11 in the morning.
Finished lunch at around 1 in the afternoon.
I even got to finish reading one book.
But still, I couldn't sleep.
I was too far away from Dreamland.
Sleep was very elusive.
For some reason, I cannot sleep.
For some reason, I was uneasy.
It was as if something huge's gonna happen.
I woke up at 1 in the morning.
I didn't feel too well.
My heart is slamming against my ribs.
Gawd, I am palpitating.
I was telling myself, no Venti White Mocha Frap for me from now on.
(Although that has been no problem for me in the past.)
When I got in the office, I was still uneasy.
Something's not quite right.
As I was turning on my computer, Dianne from Opsdesk approached my TL.
She told my TL that Mel needs to talk me.
I was freakin' nervous. And me lacking sleep didn't help at all.
When I approached Mel, she told me that Brian is looking me.
Oh great, just what I need. An on-the-spot interview with me palpitating and looking so undressed. As it is Friday, we are on dress down and I was wearing one of my white Havaianas. I even had to borrow a dressier sandals from a team mate (Thanks Mea!).
As Brian and I were talking, he casually asked as to how I think I did with the final interview.
I said that I didn't make any major booboo and I was able to answer all questions, so I think I did well.
Then he just said, "Oh, good for you cos you got the job."
My brain wasn't functioning well that time that's why I didn 't even react.
I just said "really" with that stupefied look on my face.
And so I just got promoted...
Finally...
It was worth the palpitation and puyat...
Monday, March 13, 2006
Just Look Inside...
Just Look Inside...
(peyups.com)
If you ever wonder about the man in your life... you may want to look inside.
Look inside. To see a different side of a man.
Look inside. Realize that he can and does feel for you something different, something special. He wakes up in the morning, and you're the first thing on his mind. If he could call you right then and there, he would. When he sees you, his heart leaps. Not just the first time, not just when you're "alone", but every time. Every time he meets you, it's as if his whole world has been renewed. It doesn't matter if it's raining, or sunny, snowing, pleasant, or dreary. You make the rain tender, the sun warmer, the snow caressing, a dreary day funny, and a pleasant day perfect. Without you, his days would have no meaning. Of course, you say, "But there could be another." He says, "There isn't another. You are the only one..." He brings you flowers. Not so you'll like him more, or so you'll give him a kiss, but because he simply loves to make you happy. To see that smile on your face. Though you never knew it, it took him four months to get the courage to ask you out. Yes, he was nervous, scared. All guys are. While they try to seem tough and insensitive-deep down asking a girl out is the hardest thing in the world. And it's only that hard because of you. You just had to be so perfect, so beautiful that his fear of rejection became overwhelming. And the day you said "sure" was the best day of his life.
Look inside. Sometimes you find something that you weren't looking for. Though he won't admit it, he'd much rather cuddle with you in front of the TV for an evening than go out with the guys (well most of the time). When you hold his hand, when he holds yours, it's the best feeling in the world. And when he sees you hurt or crying, it's ripping his heart in two. Deepdown, he's a romantic. He'd love to sing you songs, but he just doesn't have the voice. He'd love to take you on a moonlit walk down the beach, but he has to settle for a stroll in the park. He wishes he could bring you a dozen roses every day, but his wallet just won't let him. Making you happy is his main goal in life. Some would say that a guy like this is not a man. He is too sensitive, too weak. But I say, for all the reasons on this page, that these things are precisely what make him a man. And your existence alone has already completed his life. You are not aware of it, but he cherishes each and every moment with you as if it could be his last. Because, deep down, he is afraid that you may just decide to leave. And that is his biggest fear. And if you did leave, this man would cry. Each second with you completes him. Whether you're walking together somewhere, cuddling on a chair, skiing the slopes, sharing an ice cream cone. No matter what it is you are doing, it makes him completely happy just to be with you.
Look inside. It is often surprising. The little things are what he cherishes most. When he gets to brush your hair, when you accidentally (or perhaps on purpose) brush fingertips. When you call unexpectedly, just to say hi. He lives for these moments. He would, if given the chance, die for you. This may seem ridiculous, but he would gladly give anything and all for you. Just look inside. And you may find something worth holding onto. Now, just look around... because this guy is out there. Right now, at this very second, he is thinking of you. You may or may not know who he is. It may be your boyfriend, your best "guy friend", or it could be someone you've never met. All the same, someday all he'll want to do is make you happy.
Look inside. I've loved and been loved. I've hurt and been hurt. This is life. But believe me, true love still exists. All you have to do is look for it. I know I do... each and everyday... and to the man who found me, -- I love you.
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John and I have been together for quite a while now.
And sometimes, I tend to take him for granted.
I know, bad girfriend.
Validation :
It's just that sometimes, I can't help but think... what if we don't end up together?
Saan na naman ako pupulutin?
When 'Vyn and I broke up, I was shattered.
I was lost.
I didn't know what to do.
It was hard putting back the pieces.
And I wouldn't want to be in the same situation again.
I know.
John is John.
'Vyn is 'Vyn.
And I am me.
I always psyche myself to take it one step at a time.
I always pray that it works for me this time.
And I know they're not enough.
(peyups.com)
If you ever wonder about the man in your life... you may want to look inside.
Look inside. To see a different side of a man.
Look inside. Realize that he can and does feel for you something different, something special. He wakes up in the morning, and you're the first thing on his mind. If he could call you right then and there, he would. When he sees you, his heart leaps. Not just the first time, not just when you're "alone", but every time. Every time he meets you, it's as if his whole world has been renewed. It doesn't matter if it's raining, or sunny, snowing, pleasant, or dreary. You make the rain tender, the sun warmer, the snow caressing, a dreary day funny, and a pleasant day perfect. Without you, his days would have no meaning. Of course, you say, "But there could be another." He says, "There isn't another. You are the only one..." He brings you flowers. Not so you'll like him more, or so you'll give him a kiss, but because he simply loves to make you happy. To see that smile on your face. Though you never knew it, it took him four months to get the courage to ask you out. Yes, he was nervous, scared. All guys are. While they try to seem tough and insensitive-deep down asking a girl out is the hardest thing in the world. And it's only that hard because of you. You just had to be so perfect, so beautiful that his fear of rejection became overwhelming. And the day you said "sure" was the best day of his life.
Look inside. Sometimes you find something that you weren't looking for. Though he won't admit it, he'd much rather cuddle with you in front of the TV for an evening than go out with the guys (well most of the time). When you hold his hand, when he holds yours, it's the best feeling in the world. And when he sees you hurt or crying, it's ripping his heart in two. Deepdown, he's a romantic. He'd love to sing you songs, but he just doesn't have the voice. He'd love to take you on a moonlit walk down the beach, but he has to settle for a stroll in the park. He wishes he could bring you a dozen roses every day, but his wallet just won't let him. Making you happy is his main goal in life. Some would say that a guy like this is not a man. He is too sensitive, too weak. But I say, for all the reasons on this page, that these things are precisely what make him a man. And your existence alone has already completed his life. You are not aware of it, but he cherishes each and every moment with you as if it could be his last. Because, deep down, he is afraid that you may just decide to leave. And that is his biggest fear. And if you did leave, this man would cry. Each second with you completes him. Whether you're walking together somewhere, cuddling on a chair, skiing the slopes, sharing an ice cream cone. No matter what it is you are doing, it makes him completely happy just to be with you.
Look inside. It is often surprising. The little things are what he cherishes most. When he gets to brush your hair, when you accidentally (or perhaps on purpose) brush fingertips. When you call unexpectedly, just to say hi. He lives for these moments. He would, if given the chance, die for you. This may seem ridiculous, but he would gladly give anything and all for you. Just look inside. And you may find something worth holding onto. Now, just look around... because this guy is out there. Right now, at this very second, he is thinking of you. You may or may not know who he is. It may be your boyfriend, your best "guy friend", or it could be someone you've never met. All the same, someday all he'll want to do is make you happy.
Look inside. I've loved and been loved. I've hurt and been hurt. This is life. But believe me, true love still exists. All you have to do is look for it. I know I do... each and everyday... and to the man who found me, -- I love you.
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John and I have been together for quite a while now.
And sometimes, I tend to take him for granted.
I know, bad girfriend.
Validation :
It's just that sometimes, I can't help but think... what if we don't end up together?
Saan na naman ako pupulutin?
When 'Vyn and I broke up, I was shattered.
I was lost.
I didn't know what to do.
It was hard putting back the pieces.
And I wouldn't want to be in the same situation again.
I know.
John is John.
'Vyn is 'Vyn.
And I am me.
I always psyche myself to take it one step at a time.
I always pray that it works for me this time.
And I know they're not enough.
Saturday, March 11, 2006
This week...
One of my inaanaks, Tre' passed away.
He was just one year and nine months.
He was so young.
He choked on pancit canton.
I believe in God.
I really do.
It's just at these times, you can't help help but ask, why?
Can somebody please explain this to me...
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For the past few days, I am a little edgy.
I'm not PMS-ing or whatsoever.
Just that for some reason I can't fathom, I feel like a caged tiger.
I have no idea as to what I am going through.
Tell me this is normal. Please.
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That one time was a mistake.
To do it again, still a mistake.
A major one at that.
What is it with you?
Or is it me all along...
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I had my final interview this morning.
At one in the morning.
Beat that.
It was a video conference.
I know...
I am not telegenic.
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Makulit daw ako. That's why people tend to give in to what I like.
I wanted to go out badly last night just so I could cool my nerves.
I texted friends. Asking them if they're free.
Begging them to go out with me.
And of course, Jovee and Burn came to the rescue.
John says it me being makulit that made them go out with me.
Please tell me that's not true.
Please tell me that it's because you guys love me that's why you decided to give in.
Please tell that it's my pleasant presence that made you go.
Please.
He was just one year and nine months.
He was so young.
He choked on pancit canton.
I believe in God.
I really do.
It's just at these times, you can't help help but ask, why?
Can somebody please explain this to me...
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For the past few days, I am a little edgy.
I'm not PMS-ing or whatsoever.
Just that for some reason I can't fathom, I feel like a caged tiger.
I have no idea as to what I am going through.
Tell me this is normal. Please.
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That one time was a mistake.
To do it again, still a mistake.
A major one at that.
What is it with you?
Or is it me all along...
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I had my final interview this morning.
At one in the morning.
Beat that.
It was a video conference.
I know...
I am not telegenic.
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Makulit daw ako. That's why people tend to give in to what I like.
I wanted to go out badly last night just so I could cool my nerves.
I texted friends. Asking them if they're free.
Begging them to go out with me.
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And of course, Jovee and Burn came to the rescue.
John says it me being makulit that made them go out with me.
Please tell me that's not true.
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Please tell me that it's because you guys love me that's why you decided to give in.
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Please tell that it's my pleasant presence that made you go.
Please.
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Jovee and Burn, Thanks so much.
It meant a lot to me.
I love you guys. (Second to John, you two are the best.)
p.s.
Di naman ako makulit diba? Makulit ba ko? Hindi naman diba? Di naman talaga e. Makulit ba ko? Hindi diba? Diba?
Friday, March 10, 2006
The Real Thing...
The Real Thing
Bo Bice
Every word I say I mean it
Every single day I feel it
But sometimes when you talk
It's obvious you want to show it
So don't blow it
Tell me what we got
Tell me it's a lot
Tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change
And always be the same
Tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie
Tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate
Driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
I can read the signs between us
And I feel it inside when you come nearer
There's a stillness in the air
Like no one else is there
And every moment stays in the moment
Yeah
Tell me what we got
Tell me it's a lot
Tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same
Tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie
Tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate
Driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
Sometimes it hurts to watch you leave
It feels like you're taking a part of me with you
I never know how it'll be
I guess it's just a mystery
But is it the real thing (that keeps me hangin on)
Tell me what we got
Tell me it's a lot
Tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same
Tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie
Tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate
Driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
That keeps me hangin on
Tell me what we got
Tell me it's a lot
Tell me it's the real thing
Tell me not to change and always be the same
Tell me that's a good thing
It's a good thing
Tell me not to lie
Tell me not to wait
Tell me that you want the same things as me
Tell me that it's fate
Driving me insane
Tell me it's the real thing
The real thing
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Bo will always be the American Idol for me.
I was sooo looking forward to his album.
And finally, it's out.
I wouldn't mind listening to the song over and over again.
Hay, Bo... you rock my world!
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
My Word Cloud
Got this from Eric. It took me a while before I figured it out.
Anyhow, here we go...
addict - I'm a self-confessed shoes and bag addict.
Baclaran - I went there the first time last month.
badge - The ID I wear at the office (?).
bag - I just can't get enough of them.
battle - Battle of the bands (?).
blog - Journal.
blogger - I am.
Boracay - Can't wait to be back.
buhay - Enjoy.
Burn - Second boyfriend.
Chi - First boyfriend.
Coke - Can't live without one.
crazy - Matagal na.
family - Would do anything for them.
Greenhills - Shopping paradise.
happy - I want to be.
Havaianas - I want them all.
job - Be promoted.
John - My all.
Jovee - No longer a Third boyfriend.
Kauffman - Donna, good author.
life - Buhay.
maldita - Since birth.
married - In two years (?).
Math - I abhor.
one - One true love (?).
pancit - Not a pancit-person.
past - Learn and move on.
people - Deal with them.
photos - A lot.
pics - Addict.
pink - Loving it.
purple - Still my favorite.
rantingmaldita - Me.
read - Can finish a book in one sitting.
shoes - More.
shopping - Dream job.
sleep - Can't get enough.
smile - Ready for the pic.
swimsuit - Ready for Bora.
trip - Boracay.
world - Peace.
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Tre', you will be missed...
Saturday, March 04, 2006
I was forced to eat at Jollibee.
No, I am not pa-sosyal nor sosyal for that matter.
It's just that we have our food delivered from Jollibee everyday. Kaya naman when I go out, as much as possible, sa iba naman ako kumakain.
Naman, malapit na nga ko tumilaok because of Chicken Joy e.
No, I am not pa-sosyal nor sosyal for that matter.
It's just that we have our food delivered from Jollibee everyday. Kaya naman when I go out, as much as possible, sa iba naman ako kumakain.
Naman, malapit na nga ko tumilaok because of Chicken Joy e.
Pang-asar! Mukha daw akong pusa because of the contact lens. Pusa na kung pusa, maganda naman!
Burn, you look different with the goatee... parang bad boy image na ewan. Basta, kakaiba. Siguro it tickles no? Sayang, I didn't try. Haha.
Burn and Me...
As what the shirt says, Tough Guys Wear Pink.
Sana they have one in John's size.
Sayang.
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Ma-an -- Gosh, wala akong maisip na talent ko.
Burn -- May talent ka, kaya mong hindi uminom ng water for one year.
What a pathetic talent...
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Ma-an -- Shet, ang gwapo talaga ng crush ko. Ang gwapo nya.
Jovee -- Thank you.
Kapal ng pes mo!
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