malabo na nga ba?

for the nth time.

2006-11-27T17:50:00.000+08:00

finally, as expected.. i already gave up MCI. after a month (or was it? i barely reported for work) i grew tired and restless of all the nonsense that we do. well for them it isn't. but i dont think it's really fair telling people about the company's false promises. yes, they give money but not everything benefit. oh okay! they have cool stuff benefits and all that shit but i just dont feel it. up til now, i still cant give a valid reason why i left. despite the reason that people there just need to fuck an official to get a higher position. okay. or is it about the compensation? im really not sure. i rant about the small pay but i dont really understand how they tax it or i simply dont give a damn how much they fool employees with the pay. i really dont care. and besides, my money pretty much goes to the toilet bowl after a day or two. it's just it i dont know.

but i still dont want history to repeat itself. i still need a job to pay the rent and to survive and to have enough leisure in life. it's that promise again and again, that as soon as i get a new chance id grab it. so that time i didnt.

just a brief recap:

i was being a very unproductive agent and i barely go to work so i had a written warning. then i went to work again, i thought that warning wasnt true coz they didnt show me the documentations. then i went to work again, still bored to death, still making fun of it. then friday, my sales were good and my sup was commending me for that. i dunno what's wrong with my mentality. the next working day, i didnt report again. for 3 days. then i came back to file my resignation (coz i just dont want to work there, i know my rants are stupid but i just dont want to). but when i came back to the office, sup told me that i was already terminated due to excessive absences (again). there were crying moments (i dont want to relive the memory it's pathetic). then as we move on to the other room, and he talked to the HR people, when he came back he told me that the written warning was invalid since he didnt pass it so he put me in PIP instead. wow, on the way home i thought i was really lucky, given another chance. and there was a spark of hope and i was telling myself that i'd grab it and do my best.

but that didnt happen though.

i screw up for the 3rd time. after a week of contributing a lot to the team and getting my first pay (which was kinda big i dont know why) i didnt go to work again. in short, AWOL, terminated. geez.

so i looked for another job, i passed resumes online, gone through a lot of redundant interviews and met a lot of people and spent time over the phone with people telling me im invited for an interview. and yeah, been through a lot of exams again (i think 5 companies,2 are agencies) but in accenture, i ws there for the exam and i messed it up since i know i dont have the chance, the test was like an entrance exam to the top university on earth, then in etelecare i failed i dont know why but pishy passed (yeah i was sullen and i thought it was unfair). then in people depot, carmela endorsed me to HSBC. false hope for me. i mean i look up at HSBC. so i dont think id pass. but anyway i went to HSBC to try my luck (if there is) and here i am..

in i-cafe outside of HSBC's training room, waiting for pishy's dismissal.

another hope.

let's see what's gonna happen.

am i gonna pursue my career here and enroll mommy for an intellicare card after six months? or am i gonna screw up again and sourgrape for the rest of my fucking bum life?

.. and the journey begins. i mean continues.

the return of the come back.

2006-09-19T04:53:00.000+08:00

at long last! I am now a certified MCI agent. After 2 months and 1 week of training, My sweat, blood and a little pot of money has been rewarded!

I was having a bad day that day pa naman. Due to this uber stupid and illogical old man, I spent almost an hour and a half talking to that shit. I was literally cussing him (but on mute of course) because he was already telling me that my words about our billing system accuracy is shit and even if the military in Iraq, Lebanon, and other countries can't shake that out of me. Shit! I ended up telling that man that I will write the correspondence from him! Even if I am in the PI! Who the hell would do that for one irritating customer??? Martyrs lamang!

And I got a few more irate callers after that. My AHT suffered from 360+ to 550 seconds. ARGH!

But it paid off. Hmpf. Before they awarded the certificates, one of the line managers gave me a shirt and a notepad (with leather case and a small pen) for being that day's top seller. Then both line managers introduced each one of us to our supervisors. Then the best part came, special awards! Of course I wasnt really expecting anything. And so that I will remember I will take note of the awards and the corresponding people:

Bayaning Filipino 2006 Award ( Given to the trainee with a perfect attendance, plus this person is an hour and a half early just to study): Rodrigo Tan aka Daddy O!

Speedy Gonzales Award: ( Given to the trainee with the least AHT): Maria Sagrada Corazon Navarro-Legaspi aka Maricar/ Cay!

Show Me The Money Award: ( Given to the trainee who has the most sales points): Norman Saplala aka Nemo! (We already knew he'd get that even before... haha! to the one who was expecting that, he boasted his ass off and ended up with... Nothing!)

Merlin Award: ( Given to the trainee with the highest score in quality): Vanessa Bergado aka Don'cha!

The last but not the least...

Brooks Award: ( Named after the site's operations manager, given to the trainee who landed on the top spot for over all scores, the Top Trainee of NW Wave 34 Abay): none other than (as they said...) : Misshelle Cervantes aka myk!

Hah! And that was it..plus cash prize! 300 for the other awards and I got 800. That's the best part! And the pizza party too! Whoa!

How lucky am I that day?

We (Me and Ann) were invited to our team's team building later that day. Hehe. Laguna overnight. =)

To think I was about to quit wednesday of that week.. Good thing my trainer did not accept my resignation. Kaya pala... ^_^

Anyway, so much for being the top trainee, I am absent for my first day on the team. Good Job!

So much for the cycle's complan...

so?

2006-09-10T14:41:00.000+08:00

i definitely think it's better to survive these days than to rant about how stupid the world can get!

++

i have been complaining for the past 2 weeks. why? because i barely fit inside our room, i spend a lot of money (although i know im not supposed to) and i am tired of taking in other people's dumb complains about their bills yada yada....

is it that bad????

i know it's a part of my calling. i can feel it! i am born to help people calm themselves. but it's not the way im doin it right now. i am so sick of it. but ive no choice. or else, i'll end up finding food in the dumpster.

++

our training's almost over. we're in ABAY right now, phone simulation shit. what im afraid right now is having so much tiers. i did a lot of mistakes and i guess im not so sure about staying in my current company (despite having promised of getting promoted immediately). im really not so sure and i dont wanna think i'd get promoted. they have to look at my stats. so far, im doing good, but i need to do great to get what i want. and i'm not!

one local sale last friday.. i need more..

+++

one thing i noticed about groups, it's impossible that there's gonna be nobody whose having attitude problems. in our case right now, it's somebody who thinks great of himself. know-it-all! i dont blame him though. i honestly understand why he's acting that way. there are people like that. the least i can do is to have a good friendship with him despite that fucking fact. he gets into people's nerve most of the time and i wont do anything so he'd get into mine.

hark.

i think i wanna pee.

none.

2006-09-03T18:31:00.000+08:00

i am in the bridge of recovery.

right now, conscience, soul, i am here, wanting, waiting for y'all to reunite with me.

DAMN~

this cheap life is killing me. although, yeah, still m a lucky bitch having a job and all that shit. but man! i've been slacking my ass off ever since demmit.

i was getting into the serious point at the first parts of the training program but then, mr. sloth hasnt left me ever since. and when i got money, i spend them like shit.

shit.

lotsa shit.

but, but.. i believe i am already capable of being a good person. (or am i just praising myself?) so far, my relationship with other people is great, i already have lots of friends in my new company, regardless of the age, they ARE talkin', jammin', kickin' ass wit me.. hahahahahahahaha

++

but i dunno. i think people still cant get over my age. y'know that silent discrimination this know-it-all's have? it's like they're saying to my face: "i'm big, you're small, i'm right, you're wrong" shit.

aargh. although people are showing how good of a company they are, man, im not numb, they are being hypocritical at some point. when i get recognitions, commendations, and stuff alike they are being asses, trying hard not to notice that i did great. and when they are on top, they boast like chickens.

or, when somebody their age (or older) get some kudos points, they praise like cheerleaders.

(will i always experience this kind of treatment?)

but im not mad demmit. as a matter of fact, feeling proud. acting like that, it just shows that they have a big chunk of envy against me.

not that i am overly praising myself but, this blog is about me so ima talk about me and how i feel about the world.

the world is being unfair at times. but at the back of it, hey, it's being pretty damn appreciative. hahahaha. whatan irony.

im looking at the positive side of everything. if my dad cant understand why am i being so complex (and not simple like my ate), then he's missing a hell lot. if my mom thinks im not gonna make it to the top like her, well then just wait and see. let's just kick some of these uncommittedness inside me and ima be there and ima rock. rock. or if not, ima fuck. fuck this life im livin. hahaha. whichever. but at least im living the way i like. freedom is my thing, although im being very very disappointed, economically speaking.

hah.

and... i dunno. i guess i'll just wait and see.

there are still some things that im being very afraid of.

like what if mom wont pass the bar exam? what if adam stays in the hospital for much longer than a week? or what f he'll get worse? what if i get terminated due to a POS (i did a lot of wrong actions)?

i guess i'll just trust this world. and do my thang. hahaha.

2006-07-19T13:25:00.000+08:00

i cant remember when was the last time i posted something in here. updates: im no longer working with ambergris. meeeehn, the pressure is too much. i dont like my TC. i dont like the rants of the customer's. i dont like DELL's reputation. in short, i dont like the job!

so what? i dont have a job right now. we left our pad at felix h's. we left that pad with an unforgettable memory. mom warned us beforehand NEVER to leave that crib with something unusual we might do. but. hmmm.. i just want to recall that last conversation with the owner's son:

"Ah.. wala kaming nakitang naiwan. Chineck na namin lahat ng cabinet baka nga may naiwan. Pero ang nakita lang namin un krus na mukhang sinira at un cd ng robot ba un? (----) Oo wala talaga, un krus lang na sira at un cd. Un krus na mukhang sinira"

We were planning to vacate all the things at night so as to avoid them seeing our TV, electric stove, dvd player, and PS. But it was so much of a hassle though. So the night of July 4th, we sneaked into our room, at around 12mn (so basically it's already July 5th) and then we brought what we can bring. All mentioned except the TV. We were thinking, it might be okay since it doesnt consume to much electricity. And so by the morning, we came back and less surprised we were, the owner was waiting for our return. We saved our asses by our woven lies and there! ("Nay, wala nga kaming electric stove, tignan nio pa pasok pa kayo!").

And so we moved out and moved into our new pad. Which was a really, really small place we could barely stretch our tired bodies. Imagine, our things palang, crowded na. To our luck, we were able to fit everything into place, and we were also able to make latag the kama. haha.

So where did the destroyed cross come from? Well basically, when the owner wanted to come inside the pad by the afternoon of July 4th, and we were so dead nervous that she might see all our unwanted appliances, i came up with a weird idea after we got out of that nerve-wrecking, as i might say, situation. i told pishy we should put up an altar, something ungodly. Like COS's or whatever dreadful comes to our mind. That way, we'd be able to divert their attention from 'we-dont-want-you-to-see-our-unwanted-appliances' to 'we-dont-want-you-to-see-our-unwanted-religion' thing. But i guess we were too tired, and kind that we just decided to come face-to-face with her than to leave another bad reputation. But then i guess we failed not to leave that bad rep. The cross was seen laying there, broken and harrased. Hum.

And now, because of all the misfortunes we caused to people, we are now suffering poorness. Just imagine sharing the comfort room with like what, 10, other boarders. What a life. That's what we got from Php2,500. So i just realized, as my sloth grew worse, my lifestyle decreased also. From a 7,000 fully-furnished condominium with a salary that a normal 17-year old wouldnt have, to a studio type 6,000 pad with a bowl w/ no flush, to a 2,500 almost inhumane size of a room with no job, no DVD player and PS, and a lot of debt in hand. Phew.

2006-04-30T18:49:00.000+08:00

i think my relationship with my mom went up a
notch again. two notches, make that two.
yes.

it's this sudden feeling that i think im going to
die. or somebody close to me will. but i hope if in
that case somebody has to die, it should be me. i
cant take death of a loved one. anyhway, yeah. i
feel that way because of this superb happiness.
im totally blissful. why? am i not used to being
this grateful? i think so.

well. we went to mom's house yesterday. hmm.
she was showing me stuff, like her new expensive
clothes, her million-worth diamond necklace, her
schu shoes and such (as usual) while she was
talking about her graduation, her friends.. i should
get used to it by now, but i still find it odd that
my mom is actually my friend.

i think coz it's rather unusual these days. having
a mom like her who talks to you as if you were
her girl friend.

she was talking about her planner, and the
prayers which i found really amazing. i dont know
mom still have that faith. imagine she told me she
was still conducting solemn timed prayers every
night so as to pass her bar.

oh, im still overwhelmed i dont know what part of
the story i need to tell now.

oh, oh. as per the last entry, it was indicated
that mom has plans to let me stay with her while
pishy is in a boarding room. but while i was
sleeping yesterday afternoon, heavily sleeping,
mom talked to pishy [pishy said] and told him
stuff about the room. well, not a boarding house
anymore. but a room. even a small room. where
we could stay. she said she'll bring stuff there,
those she's not using, like bean bags, mattress
etc so we dont have to think about the
appliances. WE. that means we're still gonna live
under the same roof.

plus, she's okay with pishy even if he doesnt get
a job. she's planning to put up a loading station.
if that would happen, it would be fine if pishy
would look after that store.
then we'd get our daily expenses from the store's
profit.

she also told us to keep up with that plan first
until she passes the bar exam on september then
we dont have to work anymore. she'll be
supporting us till we finish college. maybe even
after we finish college until our life is almost as
big as hers.

great plans huh. just needs to be put into action.
well, what really touching about the story was
the text i got from her last night.

'wag kyo alala ni eryck d ko kyo pa2bayaan basta
sumunod lng kyo s mga plano ko. 0 d b lahat ng
planu ko nasu2nod basta s ayos lng tignan mu
nakagraduate n ko at magbabar n. D b sbi ko syo
noon s ibang bansa tyo ti2ra magintay at
magtyaga lng tyo at lahat mangya2ri at c eryck
kasama n sya s planu natin. Sundin nyo lng lahat
utos ko at magtapos kyo ng pag aaral.'

exact. as it is. i want to savor every word of
that. rare words from a mother who has a rebel
for a child.

i was almost move to tears.. but then again. this
is bliss, i am happy.

why, things are just falling into their places.

i love my mom. so much. so much

i was against the law.

2006-04-05T16:31:00.000+08:00

last night i was so paranoid i dont know why. is it because we was talking about the escape rooms fad. because whatever we do, we can't get out of the crimson room. much more if we got out of that. we have to get through the viridian room also. with that skeleton under the rag. it's so freaky, i think i will just kill myself with the insence sticks if i were there. plus that door leads to a complete darkness. that other useless door! ooh, escape rooms boosts my claustrophobia. aaaaaaaaaah! is that claustrophobia???

anyhway, this morning, i broke the law. maybe that was what the paranoia was about. well, as a matter-of-fact, i wouldnt get a fixer if it wasnt for my pay! i wont be getting my pay if i dont process my nbi asap! and if i dint get a fixer, my clearance would be released on monday pa! i cant wait that long! i want to swim and see pishy get drowned on sunday...

so even though it costs me 480 (plus 10 for that defective ballpen which was lost) i took the chance. it's now or next week. i have to choose now.

because even though i wont be paying richard for that stupid rent and electricity bill, i need the money to move in to another place. i need a pad! we need a pad!

so fixers helped me but i had to pay them. money really means a lot these days.

haay. that nbi. i looked guilty. i AM guilty!

da wee

2006-04-05T16:29:00.000+08:00

i saw uma. and joyce was kilig to the max.

uma is guwapo.

two stars in a week.

hah. i shud be used to it by now. i see a star everytime i look into a mirror.

hah! conceited little piece of who-r-u.

2006-04-05T15:30:00.000+08:00

what a saturday. we was eating adobo for ulam.

but it was our version of adobo. because we was poor, only toyo, mantika, asin and suka is present in our adobo.

but it's ooh-kay.. for me i think.

because that night, i called my best. and she told me she wants me to come with her. where? to hardrock cafe. whoa for me, holla.

yes, because it was about jay. they need to meet because jay wud be leaving for work. gigs in other cueshe' places. they will rock and hypnotize and twist the minds of the people who would be present in their presence. *redundancy....

..like what they did to me.

not exactly tho. maybe i just learned to not hate them soo much because jay was so nice and he's nicest to my best. they were sweet like candy pops and they were close like my butt cheeks.

and they sang me-likey songs. me-likey. that punky punky song pishy sings.

oh, oh. before i forgot, i passed thru the Php500 worth entrance just because of my signature. go figure.

and so, and then. i ate a big, yummy, supahdelicious cheeseburger (which i truly truly loved) and some big slices of well-fried french fries. (while margo was sipping her rootbeer float which i wished filled my stomach too)

well, we was not about to order because food there cost an arm and a leg for me. but due to my persuasion (that adobo), and my teary-eyed pity-me stare, yes we did order. although i never tasted rootbeer. too bad, i feel sad. :(

anyhway, we talked and i found out juicy facts that i am to keep. haay juicy, big, lumpy secrets. i hate being a secret-keeper. i am loaded of secrets, i tend to forget. i think they caused the memory lapses.

well, that's it. the gig was over in a jiffy. and we had to go home. i had to go home. they had to do the -i-will-miss-you- bonding.

haay i just rmember i saw that feeling, like it's there and it's very evident. that feeling that it's very hard to date a rockstar. cause rockstar's ass are bein kissed and you shouldnt mind that, and rockstars kiss other people and even if you stand right there at that very corner w/o anyone to mingle with, you shouldnt mind that. people will not recognize the girlfriend if she doesnt do anything hilarious/pathetic enough to displease the mass. there.

and right, 'twas over. im still in a daze, starstrucked? yeah right, cueshe' what the hell, bash them, throw tomatoes, rocks, and used panties at them but hey, they're still famous. jay IS famous. and I mingled with a famous person. and he IS my best's other boyfriend.

oh what the ohmyoh.

it was sweet he called a cab for me.

but i still dont like like them. i just don't hate them that much anymore.

stress it: don't hate them that much anymore.

wtf

2006-03-31T14:19:00.000+08:00

i sometimes wonder why people are not given the job which is right for them. or people are just too afraid to try. or people are too confident to try.

i bought two slices of pizza yesterday because i know that pishy hasnt eaten yet. so i approached that lady over the counter. i found that small conversation very amusing.

''miss, magkano yung pizza?"

"we have 35 pesos and 45 pesos, you can choose from different flavors. "while pointing at the pizza menu)

"ah ok."(*dumbfounded* this girl got an accent!)

"yun na lang 35."

"and what's the flavor?"

"italian supreme."(sabay abot ng 100)

"would that be all? how about some gulaman?"

"hinde, okay na."

"okay, i received 100. here's your change." (sabay abot ng sukli, there was an eye contact and she can sense the surprise i felt.)

"may i have your name please?"

"misshell."

"okay, i'll just call your name to give you the pizza."

as in, i dint hear a single filipino word. and i want to stress this out-she's got an accent! *never mind the looks*

and i am really itching to comment, "ate, pede ka magcall center!"

hmm. then i sank into a deep thinking. i was tulala. i was strucked by that very mind-boggling talk. and then i wondered, what job is then right for me?

i can draw. i can sing. i can belly-dance. i can design clothes. i can act. i can write. i can do manicure, pedicure, hair spa, hair color, make-up and hair, massage. i can be a therapist. i can be a spy. i can do math, financial math. (cuz when it comes to calculating money, don't ya dare mess with me *hihi*)

but then i suddenly realized, i am just a mashkipop, as per pishy.

mashkipop-ano may talent.

because educational attainment is not really a big deal for me. like me, for instance. my co-workers, most of them, are college graduates. different majors. courses. but i am stuck with them. or they are stuck with me. an 18-yr old cutie. (naks)

well, this entry is about conceitedness. me being a hydrocephalus. this is my blog anyway, who cares?

2006-03-28T17:45:00.000+08:00

i cant believe my bestfriend is dating a rock star. well, the reason is not because of physical attributes but it's because my bestfriend is not single. i know her boyfriend, we're close and he isnt badlooking either!

i cant blame her though. man, he's a rock star! he's famous! he's good-looking and rich! plus, it's her first time to have a boyfriend.. she's currently in the exploring stage and she still doesnt know a lot of whereabouts regarding the heart matters. basically, she doesnt know what it REALLY feels like.

of course, guilt is punching her heart every now and then. but then again, when she's with that JAY, she can't just control the situation. she is currently experiencing the wonders of bigamy (imagine both of the guys are great looking and they both have great personalities). in addition to that, both treats her like a princess..

furthermore, her mother is a consistent consintedora. im not saying this in an ill-manner, but she understands that my best is not really married at all to stop herself from broadening her dating experiences. it's not the end of the world yet, and she's still young! it's too early to commit herself and limit herself to one person if she knows that a lot of opportunities are on her way. now, JAY is a really big fish.

her other friends are pushing her also. i dont know if it's just a popularity contest but dont they realize what my bestfriend is putting herself into? demn, for me, whatever the reasons could be, it's still two-timing. still cheating.

now, this is HEAVY.

but i told her that. well, if i were in her place, i'd feel the same way too. CONFUSED. buried. she has a terrific boyfriend. and this well-known, hot rockstar is showing much interest on her.
what if JAY was just using her for pleasure? though he doesnt look that way, who knowS? he might be treating my best that nice so that he can score. man, he's a rockstar and he can get anyone he likes! im not saying that my best is not worthy enough for a rockstar to fall in love with but reality check, most rockstars can just crash your heart to dust!

plus, the boyfriend. he is SO damn serious about her, he could die. he's like the sweetest, most sensitive guy i know. (altho sometimes it looks overrated na). but he cares enough for margo that he'd give the last piece of the pizza despite the hunger. he's a one-woman monster, and he's so serious, he's even close to my best's mother.

i dont want to imagine how devastated he would be if he finds out about JAY.
so, i told my best to cut it off. go, give that last date a shot and end it. enough is enough. what she felt is so wonderful. dont let it get to the point that JAY would be in the list of blind-items. and paparazzi's could make things worst. what she experienced is worth enough to dream of for a lifetime.

*but also, i told her to let me meet JAY first before she puts an end to their dating. bwahahahahaha*

-i just do hope she'd open her eyes wider. she doesnt know what she's risking and how much would she lose if the worse comes to worst.-

it's still her choice though. anyhway, i was also the one who told her that if two people are meant for each other, destiny will find a way. ;)

err.

2006-03-24T19:39:00.000+08:00

i miss Sykes.

i miss the thought that i already know everything during a call. why? because today, we are doing mock calls and although i appear confident, i cant pull myself together. plus, my eyes hurt-due to karma.

*free internet access and if you abuse it, your eyes will suffer.*

p.s. i already remembered the 'L' word! it's lenient! yey! (im just not sure of the spelling)

i got anader rant!

2006-03-23T19:44:00.000+08:00

i think im startin to like our trainer. not like 'like', it's just like like i like the person because he's kind. not romantically, puh-lease.

well, it began when i started feeling sorry for him because it seems like nobody is paying attention. *except for the nerds on the right corner of the room*.

i think he's a nice guy because he is very l-- what's that fckin word?
understanding is one term...

plus he still smiles even tho less people are laughing at his jokes. altho he sounds boring, he has a way with his students. not unlike the bitch next door.

anyhway, dismissal time! headsets, get, set, go!

are there no straight people in this world anymore?

2006-03-23T17:24:00.000+08:00

i am having problems putting in pictures in this blog so i cant upload the 'embutido' my pishy took. probly nxt time if i'll remember. it's kinda eeky to look at plus i know hu owns it.

pishy put unlimited load into my suncel, and i felt like i've come down my mountain. tao na ko! whew. it's my first time to use sun's unlimited offer because i hated sun at the first place anyway. they give that benefit but the signal sucks. there's always a catch in life.

anyhway, he has my fone yesterday. he texted ana(dat other friendster girl he's pushing me to BE with). he pretended to be me, so when ana called, he pretended again to be someone else since im not there to clean up the mess he startd. they talked and talked and he was droppin hints to ana that i'm so gonna be into her one day. career-an.

i think ana was kinda pissed off with the 'ulol' thing. no offense to pishy but not all people can really TAKE that word.

then there. i am like a hooker being bugaw-ed.

ps. he said his name is michael and i am her lil sis.

even tho my brain is empty due to stomach emptiness i still listened. but dont get me wrong, i really am all ears. it's just that i dont sometimes get the mode of story-telling.
hmm.

then we're off to ken just as planned to ask her to pay her debt. they gave me cake and i asked what was the occasion and wow, it was dada's birthday.

anyhway, just as i expected, she still cant pay. she even disputed the 6,5k bec. she thot it was just 4k. and i explained to her why it was 6.5k. i came then to a very strong conclusion that she dint use the money for tuition fee, bec if a receipt was given, she would know how much did i lend her.

so i just listened to her rants about why she cant pay. about her family's and all that blah's and i'll just yawn cause it's too boring to tell.

then the highlight of the talk: she told me that she has a ka-on. i saw the picture, i knew their term of endearment and i got the number. for a reason i'll soon find out. that is why i was askin the world, 'where did all the straight people go?'

cause now, even the straights cn be easily converted. my logic is tht all those good looking are either taken or gay. so straights dont have a choice.
i dont have a problem with that tho cause im gay.

mabuhay ang LGBT!
darn assss.

and then the day ended when we headed home.

not yet pa pala!!!

we were on the jeep when this flabby looking guy was seated in front of us. he was wearing a black shirt and black jeans (not that his clothes matter) but basta, he looks like a child lost in manila zoo. he's a mongoloid in disguise.

so, i dont know y pishy got pissed off. but he's saying something like the guy looks like he's maangas but i dont know. but just for the kicks, i crossed my leg and was acting like i was showing him my heel so he'd be frightened because my heels are sharp.

then when we got off the jeep, pishy stood behind that boy's seat and when the jeep was about to sped off, he punched the boy on the neck. then there, we just heard some cussing.
haha. like it was so funny. but im a peacemaker now, so i dint think it was really appropriate. pishy's proud because of he did though.

i told him it wasnt funny. but deep inside, i was derrm wishing i also punched someody. weeee.

2006-03-22T17:26:00.000+08:00

last night was sooo funny.

it started when i ran out of money because we had to drink two cups of coffee.
no, actually it started when i forgot to pay blaze for the sandwiches because i dont have money anymore.

aah.. it really started when i ate a lot in the cafeteria (say, a cup o' rice and a half is a lot.)

well, i think it started when i asked him to fetch me from work because i dnt have money anymore and he arrived late.

THE TRUTH: it started when we went to THIS birthday party. Christian's niece's (who's more like a nephew) 15th bday bash.

*brief background*--she was the one who texted me ",.'hI, cAn u bE my tEckm8?.,'

anyhooo, she's a bifemale (a crossdresser sometimes). pishy's weird because he's pushing me to BE with her. (her name is YenYen, but i'll call her ALE, because i cant find 'ale' in the dictionary and she looks like aleck bovick.

i ate spaghetti and chicken and cake and i drank iced tea. wow, it seems like i ate a hearty meal but i dint. 'i dint eat enuf' is the reason.

then there, ale and pishy and ale and that other girl were whispering stuff to each other.. it is like they are talking about me.. im not paranoid or samting but i know they do. because i have supernatural powers. bam!

so ale and i talked and talked and i found out that she's from my alma mater and that she belongs to those tubbys that i hate. haha. *one of her exes is my ex too!*

honestly, i dint expect tht she looks like that. i was expecting a rather typical tubby-thin, boy-cut hair, and unpretty. she turns out to be the opposite.

YES! she IS pretty!

but she is empty. she is child-like. tho she smokes, drink, and smokes weed..

typical. barely typical.

anyhoo, i like her smile. and when we had to go home, she asked for a kiss. on the cheek. if people weren't around, i'll kiss her on the lips!

and then we texted later that night. (or mornin)

but i dont think she likes me. so i dont like her too.
..she likes my sister but hey! back off! she's off-limits! she's my sister!

hump ahead!

2006-03-22T13:30:00.000+08:00

i have two questions: when and where?

2006-03-20T23:48:00.000+08:00

i think my mind is slowly deteriorating. i tend to divert from knowleadgeable stuff (e.g. doms, dotsend and all those dell crap) to naked molerats. yes, they are molerats! because i dont wanna call them girrrrls.

can we substitute the word girls to molerats?

*molerats have baby factories. they generate lots of babies in a season. the mother can even tell his siblings to fcku her. (from a vague memory of wild sex, nat geo channel)*

but still to remember, i dont like the taste of oysters. i wonder why. although there;'s one kind of tahong i'd love to taste. (filth!)

umpisahan na!

2006-03-20T16:48:00.000+08:00

haha, the page seems bitter. but i am not bitter! wat d hell i love my life.. i get to eat thrice a day, and my parents told me it's an indication that you live a well-food-supplied life. i have nice clothes, (and a nice mom to borrow clothes from). i have cute toys (bears, polly pockets, barbie house, sylvanian's house, etc. *all those feminine toys i dont get to play a lot*). -and i dont like to count my blessings anymore-

p.s.

the trainer's annoying, he's there! he's just there! he wants to eat my pc!