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Friday, 31 August 2007 I am so not used to doing time-ins and time-outs at work. And I'm not used to someone rudely telling me in front of everybody that I am apparently not allowed to use the fugly baso in the pantry because apparently, only management and guests are allowed to use them. Geez. I mean, take it easy tiger. No need to be rude. >:(And it's not like I knew about it beforehand. YOU did not even bother to inform me. God. It's not like the stupid glass is made of gold. #@&*(!(#@! On a lighter note, I had lunch with my ex PR officemates. Had fun catching up as usual. :) I also ran into Mike, my old Amex drinking buddy. Awww fun times. I still remember our breakwater days. I wonder what happened to that place. It's a stretch of beach along Manila Bay in Asia World. Deo was the one who took us there during my last night in Amex. I can't believe it has been more than a year already. Apparently he's in Cebu at the moment. Mike gave me his number and I'm not sure if I should give him a call while I'm there next week. It's not like I have time to go out anyway. I'll be busy. --- GRRR She REALLY pissed me off!!! >:( Rassum Frassum.
posted by Anonymous @ 14:08
Wednesday, 29 August 2007 I just watched Hairspray with my sister. It was utterly HILARIOUS. I adored John Travolta's character, Edna. His, uh, her scene with Christopher Walken was a total riot! And I swear, there wasn't a time during the movie that I didn't want to dance along with the characters. Man I'm such a dork. I'm downloading the soundtrack as we speak. Geez!  Anyway, got to ride my dream car today. A mini cooper. I'm still reeling from my kababawan. I nearly swooned the first time I laid my eyes on it. Everyone, meet my new boyfriend:  Sigh. So pogi. Also accomplished a lot at work today. I have a client in the travel industry and I edited the content of their website and marketing collaterals--countless grammatical errors. I finally found my purpose. These people need me!!! LOL I mean, I'm no grammar guru but I'd like to think I'm capable enough. What else? I played matchmaker today. Set up my friend with another friend. Older woman, younger guy. Keeping my fingers crossed V! And I finally found something to wear for Benjie's 70s & 80s themed party. Yahoo. Labels: hairspray, mini cooper
posted by Anonymous @ 21:55
Tuesday, 28 August 2007 I came home at 7am today.I told myself I was just going to take a nap at Tricia's couch (it was around 3am and the better looking "views" have already left) and the next thing I knew, the sun had already risen. I woke up to Pinky and Trish talking animatedly, and might I add, rather loudly, and the sight of all my other friends sleeping on almost every part of the living room. A fraction of a second before I really woke up, I thought I was in a refugee center. Some were lying face down on the carpet, one was drooling all over the table, Kix and I were apparently sleeping head to head at the looooong cozy sofa, and...an interesting number of gay men had disappeared and, from what I've heard, apparently made their way into an empty room. Crazy. I had such a blast last night/this morning. At least, I feel that I did. I don't have a hangover--Wes concocted the perfect drink for me. I don't know what it's called but it involves apple juice and, I think, gin. I forget. He gave me the recipe after I had my umpteenth glass. That devious bakla. Wouldn't sell out his secret. Not even after I bribed him with a week's worth of slavery, WHICH I very rarely offer by the way. Hmmm. What else. ---I went to an art exhibit opening with Igor last Friday at the Goethe Institute. It was fun playing Amanda from Ugly Betty again. >:) ---Also had a reunion with my college block after the exhibit. Went to Bollywood. Which was just great because I've been craving Indian food. ---Met up with my best friend after Bollywood. Haha Friday was Reunion Central. Bruna and I had another one of our regular detox sessions. Haven't seen her since I got back from Davao because we've both been busy the past month. Her, law school. Me, er, bumming. We did a lot of catching up. Miss you Cartolina! ---Saturday, I got to sing my rendition of "On My Own" from Les Miz in front of a ton of people. I'm no singer but tang ina, I rocked it. >:) ---Sunday (yesterday), I had one of the greatest conversations of my life. With my grandfather. Awww. And I had the best Starbucks Strawberries & Cream frappuccino! And the best siomai and the best pancit malabon! Gad. The rate I've been eating the past week. I'm definitely hitting the gym soon.
posted by Anonymous @ 07:13
Friday, 24 August 2007
create your own visited country map
posted by Anonymous @ 17:22
posted by Anonymous @ 09:37
Thursday, 23 August 2007 I'm doing the crisis manual for the Cebu event.So far, I've included heart attacks, food poisoning, terrorist threats, fires, earthquakes, gas leaks, secret pot sessions, and the great big chandelier falling from the (gee I wonder where) ceiling a la Phantom of the Opera. Now I should really work on the less-extreme-but-most-likely-to-happen ones. Like Logistics. Pfft. Can I just sleep now? Last night was karaoke night with my friends. I got home around two in the morning, a wee bit drunk, and with "Total Eclipse of the Heart" wringing in my ears. I REALLY NEED YOU TONIGHT!!! Forever's gonna start toniiiight...Forever's gonna start tonight! Hahaha! I can still see Adelle totally rocking that line! LOL Good times, good times. :)
posted by Tricia @ 14:49
Tuesday, 21 August 2007 I am craving Malayan Chicken Curry, Nasi Goreng Nenas and Chicken Satay. And Sago Pudding.
posted by Anonymous @ 15:22
I think I was a little too enthusiastic about my gym workout yesterday. I am a walking zombie with only impossible muscle pains to remind me that I'm still living. I'm supposed to think about an article for an advertorial we're making for a client and my brain's just not up to the task. It's a simple article about the key points of an event we're organizing--standard news article. And I'm too bangag to even start. Ergo, petiks. So I guess the fact that I'm still here means that I've finally decided to go with this company. I've already declined the offer from Grace and I'm beginning to feel that certain, er, suffocating feeling coming from the fact that THIS IS IT. Time to commit again. I am just, hmmm, terrified's too strong a word. Anxious. I've always been in denial about my commitment issues, even though it has always manifested itself in my life at one point or another. Whether it's with work or with my relationships. I tend to get a little bit--REALLY restless the minute I sense things are starting to become a little too serious. I tend to bail. Which is why I love taking spontaneous trips to nowhere and everywhere. I didn't realize until recently that I use traveling as an escape. Of course I love the perks--meeting new people, seeing new places, immersing myself in totally different cultures...but it's really mainly to get away from people and things out to complicate my simple enough existence. When really, I was the only one doing all the drama. :D So I hope things will change starting today. Time to start becoming more responsible. Hehe. And enough with the expectations--I tend to have ridiculous ones--because it's better to just go into something and discover whatever one day at a time. I suppose life will be more exciting that way, yes? And, er, this one's a stretch but I should really stop--LESSEN my being judgmental. SO everytime they hold, um, Bible Study here every Thursday, I should just accept that. I don't have to attend anyway. Gawd I've always had a thing against fundamentalists--mostly due to bad experiences when dealing with them--but I just have to deal with it. Waaaah. Last week I had to sit in because they were going to introduce me to the whole team and it turns out almost all the people here are Born Again Christians. I don't have anything against them but I honestly do not think everything that's written in the Bible is morally binding. It has answers, yes, but it doesn't have ALL the answers. You don't have to take it too literally. That is my opinion anyway. And, hellooo, it was written by MAN; therefore making it open to error and misinterpretation. Okay. Where did that outburst come from? Time to start working!!! Have a nice day!
posted by Anonymous @ 10:20
Saturday, 18 August 2007 Today kicked yesterday's ass big time!I was up as early as five in the morning because I was just so excited about how the day will turn out. See, today's a crucial day for this leadership program I'm taking because it's the last day for us to get new people to come in and enroll. My teammates committed to enrolling around 130 people today and we totally exceeded that goal--we were able to bring in 150!!! It was just so amazing! It was already ten in the morning and we were still 15 people short. We just started calling people we knew, people we haven't even talked to in a looong time--some weeks, months, and even years!--and right before 11:30am, we were up to 150! And that's on top of the fact that we needed these people to pay P5,500 each for them to join the workshop. AMAZING. Just friggin amazing. Unbelievable how much one group of really committed people can do to generate that effect on other individuals. Just amazing. I got goosebumps once we reached our target and we were just laughing like crazy, hugging each other like hell after we started seeing more and more "warm bodies" come in. It was CRAZY! Today's attendance exceeded even the one during MY time! And my gay teammates were even exclaiming, "In fairness Trish, mas maraming cute ngayon!" LOL Eyelovit. :) And even though I didn't get my sister to join the workshop, I reached my own enrollment goal. Nothing short of amazing, really. Support was definitely there when I needed it. I swear I feel like I'm in AA. That building is definitely my safe place here in Manila. I tend to do crazy things the moment I step out of the elevator and into the fifth floor seminar hall. I can just be my crazy psychotic self. Because there are people there crazier than I am. Swear, it's just so overwhelming! And, haha, people told me pa I lost weight! Yeah baby! I now know how Donkey felt when he and Shrek woke up after drinking that Happily Ever After potion! Donkey: Shrek and I drank this potion and now... we're sexy! :D Soon...I will be channeling Catherine Zeta-Jones. Haha. And my friend TJ lent me this book of compiled Philippine short stories and I'm enjoying the read so far. Panalo. I can't wait to get started writing my own. And with my enrollment goal out of the way, I'll be more focused on the other goals I've set because it has definitely lifted a lot of the pressure. Tomorrow's our first workshop and I'm curious as to what they'll make us do this time. Because they really make us do things that we'd never imagined we'd be doing. Yey! I am a lunatic. :) Labels: Leap33
posted by Tricia @ 15:05
Friday, 17 August 2007 I've locked myself up in my Uncle's house. This is the controversial uncle who rarely spends time in his Paranaque residence because he is just having a blast living it up in his upscale Malate condo. He uses this house mostly as a studio. He's very much into photography--shooting portraits of, er, men mostly. I'm not supposed to know about it but I found a couple of incriminating photos inside his nightstand. Yes, I tend to look at things I'm not supposed to. That's one of the reasons why I get into a lot of trouble in the first place.Anyway. I needed to escape from the big house where everywhere you go there are just people. I don't know why but I find it difficult to relate to my family these days. My sister, even. Maybe because I went through A LOT the two months she was away in the States. New people started showing up, changes happened (some even drastic, really) and I don't really think she sees or accepts that yet. She probably thinks this is just one big scam or something. It's just hard. Because I tell her everything. And now I find it hard to do so because I don't really know if she'd ever understand the degree of commitment I am in right now. Sometimes even I can't comprehend it. Hehe OK enough with the angst. Teka, one last thing. Someone's just getting on my nerves lately. I'm all for freedom of expression but takte if people disagree with what you think, then just let it go!!! GAD! I'm sick of all the whining about how stupid this group is or how 'nakakabobo' this class is, ENOUGH. I have the sudden urge to just scream right now. GAAAD I feel my blood literally boiling. I feel like I'm about to explode! Deep breaths. On a lighter note, I might go to Cebu soon! It'll be for an event at work. My boss found out I was from Davao and she assumed I was fluent in Bisaya. Er, I'm not. Ask anyone. I do understand it though and whenever I go back home, I tend to mix in a couple of Bisaya words into my Tagalog. I suppose that counts as "fluent." Hey if it gets me out of Manila for a couple of days, I'll brush up on it! And I haven't been to Cebu in YEARS!!!
posted by Anonymous @ 20:21
I've been receiving this email the past month. Might as well post it here. Prepare to be enlightened:
posted by Anonymous @ 10:39
Tuesday, 14 August 2007 I found the perfect way to remove all traces of sleep in the body during important first-day mornings like this one. It's tried and tested. I speak from experience.Anyway, kindly follow the instructions below: 1. Drag yourself out of bed. Reluctantly, I might add. 2. Put on your bedroom slippers. Preferably the really old begging-to-be-thrown-out ones. Mine happened to be a pair of uber comfortable red bedroom slippers my aunt brought home from a Baguio trip a year back--fyi, the older the pair, the better. Finally...and this is the most important... 3. Walk down a flight of stairs (or an inclined plane) after completely ignoring the fact that the final two steps (better yet, all) were recently waxed. It will not only jerk you awake, it also has the added benefit of helping make sure everybody in your entire household start their day early. Warning: Not for people with back problems and suicidal tendencies or unworthiness issues. Expect laughter. LOTS OF IT. Ah, life. Sometimes you really have to fall flat on your ass first before you finally wake up. ;)
posted by Tricia @ 00:05
Friday, 10 August 2007 I found a job! Rather, a job found me! This is just perfect timing because a few days more and I'd have depleted ALL my savings. Actually, I'm already technically broke. The money that's left in my bank account is payment for my leadership program. Maybe it was a bad idea I spent so much on my gym membership? Okay, scratch that. It's about time I got my ass into shape so it's a GOOD investment. And I HAVE lost a couple pounds already. Which I just, er, happened to gain back the past week because of the friggin rain (never fails to turn me into a couch potato) and my suddenly enormous appetite. Yes, blame everyone but myself. That has always been the way to go. haha.I still haven't gotten around to writing my first short story. And I really ought to do it soon because come Monday, most of my day will be eaten by work already. Obviously, I am not really in the mood to write. What with the number of days that passed since my last entry. Argh. Creative juices where are you hiding? I've been too busy going to and from job interviews, helping facilitate orientations, and keeping my sister company. Oh and watching movies two days straight. Rush Hour 3 was hilarious. License to Wed was cute--Mandy Moore's acting has improved since her Walk To Remember days. Man I hated her there. I read the book first and she totally murdered Jamie's character. She was so irritating. But her movies of late are relatively decent. I went on a (pirated) DVD splurge. I found this small kiosk selling foreign films. I bought a couple of Vincent Cassel's french films and one of Audrey Tatou's. I also bought a copy of Forrest Gump (very clear, I might add) because I've always wanted to watch it again. So I just received a text message now. The president of the other PR company I applied to is asking I meet with her this Monday at 5pm. And I told her I'm going. I've more or less decided to work for the other one but I need to do this just so I'd have the peace of mind knowing I've made the right decision. I already emailed my new boss about it so I'm waiting for her reply. I was very upfront to her about it when we talked yesterday so I'm hoping she'll understand my decision. Gad. Wish me luck!!!
posted by Tricia @ 11:04
Sunday, 5 August 2007 I've decided I'm going to write two short stories, five reviews, and two features before the end of September. The reviews and features I do not have much problem with. It's the two short stories that will be a stretch for me.Why? Well, first of all, I haven't really written one. Ever. I remember the one time I was required to write a short story for one of my Lit classes in Ateneo, I had Steffi do it for me. My given reason at the time? Writer's block. The truth is...I was just plain lazy. And insecure because I didn't think I could do it. That was me, the victim, talking. Second reason...well I would like to think that after all the crazy and (sometimes) notorious things I've been up to since college, I'd have already developed some kind of imagination. Not that I didn't have any then. It was just...er, well it never found itself an outlet. I think I was too much of a pessimist that I gave up even before I started. And I think it's time I stop with all the melodrama, don't you? :) Oh wait...I DID write a short story once. Well, it was more like a mini-novel. I filled up an entire notebook. Yes, I did it by hand. Anyway, it was back in high school (methinks sophomore year), during my, er, rebel-without-a-cause (and clue) days. My sister and I were so into a series of novels that I decided I'd make one a bit like it. It was a really, hmmm, deep and, er, intellectual series. Ok, fine, it was friggin Love Stories. High school= raging hormones. Go figure. Anyway, I managed to make a book out of it. I read it again last year and I nearly died. It was technically decent...but it reminded me too much of my high school drama days. LOL God, I was quite the angst princess. haha! Thank god those days are (more or less) over. So anyway, I want to write short stories because I find it very challenging. Reviews, features are relatively easy because there's already material to begin with. You just have to critique. And let's face it, I can criticize things (and, okay, people too) in my sleep! LOL A short story or a novel starts from scratch. I will literally be playing with imagination here...it'll be challenging but tang ina it's going to be friggin FUN!!!! Playing with words, possible plots, twists, characters?? It'll be like...like...playing with people!!! Erm, I didn't mean that. Ahehe. The playing with people part. I'd sooner spin straw into gold. >:) ---- On a non-related note, I finally went with Igor to do yoga! Another stretch...this time more literal. lol What else have I been up to? Ah, yes, I had my first council meeting last weekend. It was madugo. Took around 3 hours. And I made a complete ass out of myself! It concerned my buddy, who's a lesbian. And when it was her turn to be processed and I was asked what I thought she ought to do, I referred to her as "him." I totally did not notice it until EVERYONE muttered, "Her." And then I said, "Oh shit." Which I probably shouldn't have because that made me sound all the more guilty when, really, it was just an innocent slip? Anyway, she was totally cool about it. She didn't disown me or anything, which is always a good sign. But damn I felt so bad about it for the rest of the night. I watched Ratatouille with my "clique" after. I was too sleepy from doing yoga that I didn't really enjoy the movie much. The animation was impressive though. And I loved the part where "The Grim Eater" had a childhood flashback. Hilarious!
posted by Anonymous @ 21:05
Friday, 3 August 2007 My favorite redhead with The Interrupter. Tres funny!
posted by Tricia @ 10:52
I made the mistake of ordering Espresso tonight. I had dinner with Bing, who introduced me as her cousin to her new boyfriend, who she will, er, part ways with next week. We're not really cousins. We're not even remotely related. It's all part of one big scheme. I swear that girl is so loco. Which makes her my idol. Haha. Anyway, it's almost dawn and I'm wide awake. I have no sleepy bone in my body. Oh wait, I just yawned. Maybe I am sleepy. I went to the gym again, which must mean that I'm going through what seems to be the beginning of an actual commitment. As a reward, I got to work out beside Marc Nelson. And Larry Fonacier. Finally, eye candy!
posted by Anonymous @ 01:22
Thursday, 2 August 2007
 Anthony’s the vocalist of one of my ultimate favorite bands of all time, the Red Hot Chili Peppers. They’re one of the few bands I’d kill and move heaven, hell and earth for. Get me a backstage pass and you will be my best friend for life!!! I love them that much. Anyway, it’s only fitting I buy Anthony’s autobiography because here I am faced with an inevitable addiction (yes I am that dorky) and Anthony’s seen his share of addictions--refers to it as the three hundred pound gorrilla. Drugs were his poison. And, well, I never really acknowledged this to people but I was on the verge of becoming an alcoholic during my Amex days so I can relate. I know mine’s not as extreme. I didn’t really go all the way but boy did I come close—I was drinking every night but Sunday and it’s not due to some religious obligation, I had weekly early morning meetings during Mondays and I didn’t really need a hangover to cloud my BSing abilities. I swear, I have a very addictive personality. Which is, I guess, why I have done little drugs in my life. Avoided them religiously, although I should mention that one time when I went on a fix by, er, accident. My bright friend had the even brighter idea of feeding me happy brownies. I didn’t know I was eating extraordinary brownies. I had two big ones because I was already addicted to normal brownies then. I was stoned and damn it but I didn’t know I was actually stoned, which is the worst because I didn’t even get to enjoy the fact that I was, apparently, stoned. I ate the brownie, went home, started plucking my eyebrows. An hour later, I wondered why I hadn’t moved from my spot in front of the bathroom mirror STILL holding the tweezer right by my right eye. Pause. Two. Three. Four... Finally, I put two and two together and gave my friend a call. Dumbass!!! And then I laughed like crazy. So. There’s this particular excerpt in his book that proves why Anthony and I are soul mates: When I was a teenager and shooting speedballs, I wasn’t thinking, “I want to know God,” but deep down inside, maybe I did. Maybe I wanted to know what that light was all about and was taking the shortcut. That was the story of my life, even going back to my childhood in Michigan, when I’d get home from school by going through a neighbor’s backyard and jumping a fence. It didn’t matter if I got bitten by a dog or I ripped my pants on the fence post or I poked myself in the eye with a tree branch that I was crawling over, it was all about the shortcut. My whole life I took the shortcut, and I ended up lost. I was totally in awe as I read this particular excerpt. I mean, a month before I was telling my parents I was postponing my Singapore plans because I had just realized then that the way that I intended to get myself there screamed “Shortcut!!!” (As in I swear that was the term I used!) And I realized I was having none of that. And my goals have shifted a bit so I decided I need to finish my drama with Manila first. Ah, Manila...when will our love-hate relationship end? :) I loved the book so much, felt a headache while reading along Anthony’s darkest junkie days, and felt incredibly high every time I read about his experiences of performing on stage. I loved the camaraderie of their band. And I loved how he derived inspiration for his funky kickass lyrics from the different people present in his crazy life. All the while I was reading, I was also listening to their songs. He wrote a bit about River Phoenix, whose movie Dogfight just killed me, and it turns out he was the inspiration for one of their songs, Transcending. The song Tearjerker (one of my all time favorite Chili Pepper songs) was written for Kurt Cobain whose death was an emotional blow for everybody in the band. Under the Bridge was written when Anthony felt estranged from all his bandmates. Californication was written on a cleansing trip he took in Thailand because during his travels to exotic places, one of the things that struck him was the extent to which American culture had permeated other countries in the world. That and when he was in Auckland, a crazy lady was ranting about how the band were “psychic spies from China.” The phrase stuck. And I didn’t know this but one of his serious girlfriends was that girl from Say Anything! Ione Skye. Hollywood. Small world. I loved that movie. Made me fall in love with John Cusack. I should watch that movie again. :) Labels: anthony kiedis, scar tissue
posted by Tricia @ 11:21
I knew it! I knew he wasn't evil! Yipee! After days of being rudely interrupted by boring non-magical everyday errands, I finally managed to finish the final Harry Potter book--Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows.  Anyway, I loved Book 7. I'm so giddy with excitement to write a decent review!!!!!!!! I got goosebumps during the part when the truth finally came out!!! As in killer!!!! The epilogue (19 years later), on the other hand, kinda took me back to Book 6. Yeah yeah they got married. Another Sweet Valley moment. Another heebie-jeebie moment for moi. Okay, why am I so allergic to mush and anything resembling a healthy romantic relationship? Why? Why? Don't answer that. :P Anyway, if you haven't noticed, I've rarely updated my blog. It's not that I don't want to. I'm just impossibly overwhelmed by everything that's happening right now that I can't really put it into words. Writing it all down would probably lead me to break out in hives or something. So. What have I been up to? I started going to the gym. And believe it or not, I've actually started watching what I eat. As in I stare at my food for hours not touching anything. Harhar. I kid. I'm not so takaw now. Then again, I haven't been sorely tempted yet so we'll have to see about that. I also came up with a new mantra when it comes to dealing with guys: "Gay until proven otherwise." I started hanging out with a new group of people from my LEAP program and there was this one guy who I thought was straight. As in he looked ridiculously straight--my gaydar wasn't picking up any vibes at all. And then we had drinks last Sunday with the others and I don't know how he ended up saying that if he weren't gay, he'd ask me out. I was pretty buzzed by then. I think it started when I told him I loved his makeover earlier (er, long story) and how he looked really cute in the jeans they made him wear. And then he gushed about my dress. That practically triggered the gaydar, add also the bit where he suddenly announced he was gay and voila! Sexual orientation confirmed. lol I've had two job interviews so far. Both are PR companies. The interviews went well and both companies have asked I do another interview. Well, one of them wants me to do a writing test. The other one's asking to schedule a second interview. First interview was through telecon. I normally SUCK at it but today was different. I totally kicked ass. Kicked my own, but kicked ass all the same. Haha. I have wireless internet at home now!!! So this is actually a milestone. First entry written within the comfort of my lovely golden yellow bedroom! Life is good. ;) Labels: gaydar, harry potter, work
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