Mushroom's Stitches

I am Bailey!

2008-10-07T02:43:00.001-07:00

It's no mistake that you have a reputation for being intimidationg. Not bad for someone who was too shy to approach anyone but your teachers in high school. Now, you're a force to be reckoned with, a regular superhero who can do anything, except maybe balance the demands of work and home. But if anyone can do it, you can. Look at how much you've already accomplished!

eons ago..

2008-08-27T21:12:00.001-07:00

i really wanted to ask myself:

am i getting boring?

or just a little too occupied?

i miss blogging so badly.... :(

careerwise

2007-10-25T22:31:00.001-07:00

WHAT MAJOR IS RIGHT FOR YOU?
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You scored as Accounting/Finance/Marketing

You should strongly consider majoring (or minoring) in Accounting, Finance, Economics, Marketing, or related majors (e.g., Computer/Management Information Systems (CIS or MIS), Entrepreneurship, International Business, Operations Management, Public Administration, Real Estate, Risk Management, Sports Management).

It is possible that the best major for you is your 2nd, 3rd, or even 5th listed category, so be sure to consider ALL majors in your OTHER high scoring categories (below). You may score high in a category you didnt think you would--it is possible that a great major for you is something you once dismissed as not for you. The right major for you will be something 1) you love and enjoy and 2) are really great at it.

Consider adding a minor or double majoring to make yourself standout and to combine your interests. Please post your results in your myspace/blog/journal.

Accounting/Finance/Marketing

94%

PoliticalScience/Philosophy

88%

Mathematics/Statistics

75%

HR/BusinessManagement

69%

History/Anthropology/LiberalArts

63%

Physics/Engineering/Computer

63%

English/Journalism/Comm

56%

Religion/Theology

50%

Psychology/Sociology

50%

Biology/Chemistry/Geology

44%

Education/Counseling

44%

French/Spanish/OtherLanguage

44%

Visual&PerformingArts

31%

Nursing/AthleticTraining/Health

13%

dilbert on fishing

2007-10-25T20:05:00.000-07:00

since i'm really addicted with dilbert's funny office encounters, i'll be sharing you some..

and i guess some people near my workstation can really relate..

it's a morning game..

when you're adrenalin rush is really hyperactive (well, not for me, i'm not a morning person) and physical activity is only within your mouse and keyboard functions..

and if you're not enrolled to any fitness gyms around the metro, you might want to try this one in your own cubicle..

if you hardly see the image, click here. (you know, i can sense your whines..)

i am fishing in makati.. i mean in gaia fishing port. :D

dilbert's first blast (more to come..)

2007-10-23T02:37:00.000-07:00

my lotus note has these red angry mails that are waiting to be opened by the petix mushroom.. (anyway, the latest email tells “Please respond till: 24-OCT-2007”) no worries.

i have more than ten categories to be finished by Thursday COB.

i have great sounds in my ears.. featuring 80’s hits. yeba!

i’m searching for more interesting obsessions around the wide web.

gawd.. and now I’ve lost my communicator connection due to account locks that I usually encountered almost twice a week.. tsk tsk.. my internal account is trying to share my game.. as accomplice (insert evil laugh).

but before I get help from lotusman and some IT peepz.. I need to post this and retort to some negative assumptions my fellow blogger-reader, you, might have..

don’t blame me for this "accidentally" effortless day.

by the way, I saw this man doing the same thing.

he’s Dilbert. my favorite cast and think-tank- thinker. i love his principles.. i think he’s much more lovable than R. Greene..

see.. so don’t blame me.. it’s WWWdot’s fault. :D

forbidden questions

2007-10-22T02:08:00.000-07:00

You will never know the answers until you throw your query and insist the other party to give their response in whole honesty.

Afterwards, you’ll be shaken of the questions.. and double troubled with your answers.. Hehe!

It was a forwarded message from an acquaintance.. I don’t have the interest to ask him the question since I barely know him.. so, the mushroom decided to just roll the forwarded message to her globe contacts.

I’ll be posting some of the interesting questions.. Don’t worry I won’t name drop.. hehehe!

Friend #1 (quickest of them all)

In just few flicks she/he sent the three morbid questions making my three brain cells beat and my heart secretes endorphins.

(1) Sino ang first love mo?
(2) Sino yung taong minahal mo talaga ng matindi (except parents and family)?
(3) Kung maiinlove ka ulit sa isa sa mga ex mo, sino yun?

Friend#2
(1) Who is your current love interest?
(2) Have you had any experience about drug/sex?
(3) Were you happy or bounded by regret at the time you met me?

Friend#3

(1) Kaninong AP members ka nagkagusto/nagka-crush?
(2) May bisexual tendency ka ba?
(3) Tama pa bang umasa ako? (referring to his/her ex.)

Friend#4

(1) Do you still think about me?
(2) May feelings ka pa ba sa akin?
(3) Sino bf mo ngayon?

Friend#5

(1) What song best suits us?
(2) Did you fall for me last year?
(3) Do you think we have chance to be “us”?

Friend#6

(1) Kapag naliligo ka, anong una mong binabasa?
(2) Baket mas mabilis magtext gamit ang kanang daliri kaysa kaliwa?
(3) Nakailang bf ka na?

I won’t post my answers for personal protection.. bwahaha! :P

Just imagine how many unnecessary pounds my sweat glands released after whole night of question and answer portion….

I’m super dehydrated! Whew..

on marshmallows, delayed gratification and women

2007-10-22T02:01:00.000-07:00

During your toddler days, an adult female gave you marshmallow to test the so-called emotional quotient on you, after few flicks of seconds, instead of waiting for the next marshmallow; you swallowed the marshmallow right away without any second thought, had a good taste of it, and asked for an apple flavored liquid since you didn’t have a thing for sweets.

I admit I really have a low EQ.

Last few nights, I had a good text encounter with MB. Actually, we usually have those chats as we rarely see each other personally (business and personal constraints). Yet I know I can still claim him as one of those good sense conversationalist friends.

Posted here are just few of those lines you might, for yourself, ponder on..

MB: are you still an impulsive buyer?

Me: Yes. Still.

MB: Ngeks. I’m not sure if being impulsive buyer is part of the seven habits of successful people before they sow their triumph.. but what I know is that you must surpass being impulsive and have the idea of delayed gratification.

Me: mmm.. it’s like a marshmallow test during toddler period?

MB: Yep. That once you overcome not wanting the first marshmallow, you can still look for yummier pieces..

Me: I failed the test. And I claim, I really have a low EQ.. If I want something, I’ll grab it.. who wants waiting, anyway? Though I have exceptions, of course, I’ll wait for GOD’s decision over my prayers.. but I won’t wait for anybody.. unless they’re God.

MB: hehehe! Well you must develop delayed gratification. It’s like waiting for the right marshmallow.. for the right woman..

Me: ah ok.. now you’re using metaphors.. and women are sweet marshmallows? tsk tsk.. comparison not accepted. We are more than that..

MB: I know.

So to prove myself that I’m currently shifting to a higher EQ mammal, I did a little window shopping. As usual, I failed. But anyway, it was a lesser risky thing since I did the try out in a tiangge..

And had this funny pakikipagtawaran..

Juli (with charming glance): magkano po ‘to, ate?
Tindera: P20.00 ang isa..
Juli (trying to make tawad): di po ba pwedeng talto P50.00?
Tindera: hindi eh..sale na kasi yan eh..
Juli (still want to insist her trade as she always have this below sea level EQ): ahh.. ang mahal naman, ate..
Tindera: Pde siguro 15 na lang..
Juli (after having a quick math, with wide wide grin): ah, ayan.. sige.. kuha na lang ako ng tatlo..

This is why quick math is really really essential to our life. Now let’s test your math-thing:

“may isang magbabalot. Binili ng una nyang customer ang kalahati ng lahat ng tinda nyang balot at humingi ng isang ballot (libre). Sa pangalawang customer, binili rin ang kalahati ng natirang balot at humingi rin ng isa bilang libre.. sa pangatlong customer, binili rin ang kalahati ng mga balot at humingi ng isa bilang libre.. pagkatapos ng tatlong customer ubos na ang tinda ng magbabalot.

Ilan ang tindang balot?”

I need answer..

Anyway, when MB used marshmallow as a good metaphor for women, the next day I got an email from CB. It was an invitation for their company yearly for-a-cause event.

Avon walk. Rage against Breast cancer.

Everyone’s in pink.

Since the event is primarily an advocacy for women who are in deep sorrow and pain due to (click here for symptoms, testing and self-exam info. Because the rage against breast cancer is all about early detection and treatment) breast cancer, I did see my former ever-loved GSP team..

Too bad I don’t have pictures during my junior high, when I was such a hyperactive kid.. doing good camping days.. sleeping on tents.. being super friendly to those buddies coming from all-girls HS to make them share you their comforters when all you brought in the camp site is a small pillow.. climbing mountain and rappelling to descend.. tying of knots.. creating skits and team cheers..

I dunno if having estrogens in my human anatomy makes me categorized as low EQ homo sapiens. Or it’s just that I’m part of those misbehaves and brats.. but believe me, well behaved women....rarely make history. Hehe! :P

And still, I don’t want to accept the women-marshmallow comparison as I don’t think I have a thing for those soft candy-likes.. guava candies and lollipops? might be.. :D

The metaphor is really an understatement of us.. for being a woman is a terribly difficult trade…

…since it consists principally of dealing with men. Bwahaha!

on being quirkyalone

2007-09-20T01:34:00.000-07:00

I ought not to have relationship as of 3:34PM this afternoon.

Or maybe until you read this blog or few months/years/decades after I posted this one.

Last week, we visited JR to see her new four-day old baby boy. That was the first time to see her after two long years of being one-text-away friends/strangers. Two years is long enough for us who really had quality time in chilling-while-grilling asses of anti-student PLM officials- thru-research-investigations-mobs- and-writing in not-so-high school-like, harsh articles (that was a long sentence, too). Anyway, I have vivid memories when AP comes in my blogging.

And since that day served as the kamustahan-ng-mga-buhay-buhay moment, I have no choice but to open some topics that are so currently.

But I can’t tell anything.. not because I doubt the people on lending things that are confidential in nature, but really, there are no unusual, differently-patterned issues in my life.

Now, I’m questioning myself.. Am I getting boring lately? Hehehe! :D

And since I hate air gaps and the best way to escape the not so interesting part of chats that deals nothing in your life is to change the topic.

So changed the topic.

But some topics are really those you can’t escape.. like how’s you love life? Who’s your SO? Or anything that might trigger my estrogens in super naïve mode…

Oh I’m so bored reiterating the issues, answering the old-getting-odd ways..

But then again, I need to resolve and be resolved.

Maybe if I counted the numerous text messages, personal chats and online conversations I encountered and sincerely responded, I might be suffering sanity loss while trying to reckon the tons of them converting in millimeters and finally changing them in dollar unit.

So this time, I’m gearing myself for the next much anticipated question. :P

Ooh I love multiple choice questions..

Why am I single?

(Sorry EM, your guess that I am picky/choosy is not in the choices below.. because I’m so not.. )

(a) I’m so not pretty, so not girly, so not SO-material
(b) I hate boys and something about boys
(c) I’m a chicken not a pig
(d) I’m born to be quirkyalone
(e) all of the above
(f) either A or B
(g) either A, B, C
(h) either B, C, D
(i) neither ABCD
(j) I need a straight question, no more multiple choices, please!

So..

How quirkyalone are you?

(This is a question that bumped me in a site somewhere.. just Google it.. I’m so lazy pasting the link.)
My score was 89. Very quirkyalone!
Relatives may give you quizzical looks, and so may friends, but you know in your heart of hearts that you are following your inner voice. Though you may not be romancing a single person, you are romancing the world. Celebrate your freedom on National Quirkyalone Day, February 14th!

Bwahaha! I am above average. Darn!

Take the test.. you might one of us.

Okay, I am certified capital Q- uirkyalone.. Period.

the yesterday

2007-09-06T01:38:00.000-07:00

This post is really a left over of my no-fun-all-work couple of yesterweeks.

Last Saturday, when I decided to become a certified home buddy-- no malling, no to movie invites, no to spa, no to cele’s temptation to go back to galera—I had a few text chats with my friends, who happened to be out of my sight for quite a long time. Thanks to unlimited texting feature of networks, though I know these people become so hefty pocket-owners because depreciation of their plant and other fixed, long term assets are so slow and really unparallel to its income generation.. Making them to be first in the list of highest income earners. But of course, with Kris Aquino and KC Concepcion pasted in their ads, expect a slight increase in their promos.

Anyway, since the rest of my day was spent inside the four corners of my house, I had no other choice but to expand my learning (or was it my chismax starvation?) through mobile texting.

And these were the history text messages:

With my colleague (better not mention how we became colleague). It’s either we became classmates during school days, friends in career.. etc.. Go, guess..

JD: how’s life, juli?

Me: oh fine.. the same as before.. there’s no unfamiliar changes.

JD: mine, too. Work-home, work-home routine..

Me: Hehehe. :D

JD: love life? Any?

Me: Nada.. Got no time and prospect’s really rare..

JD: really? How about *toot number 1*?

Me: Bwahaha! Issue?

JD: do you have any news with our friends?

Me: None. I rarely contacted them.. just for fun, forwarded messages.

JD: Ohh.. I thought you have close communication with *toot number 1*? How’s he?

Me: He’s with the same company.. I don’t have any hint about him.. personally..

JD: really? I thought you’re always with *toot number 1* since both of you are working in the same district..

Me: nope.. never seen him.. save for last January, I guess..

JD: that long?

Me: yep..

And while chatting with my colleague, I also had, simultaneously, texting with someone whom I known slightly. Do the guessing, again..

PR: Hello!

Me: Hi! Kumusta na?

PR: Oks!

Me: Also on a texting mode, huh!

PR: Yep. Actually I only have three hours left.

Me: Hehehe! Anyway, you can log for another one day subscription..

PR: Yeah! So, how’s life? Love life and anything in between?

Me: The same as before (err… for the second time) love life? I have none.

PR: Hehehe! I saw *toot number 2* last few days in . There’s an affair conducted by . Nothing. Just relaying it to you..

Me: Huh? Why *toot number 2*?

PR: Ow.. I thought he’s your former SO..

Me: Ahh.. Oo nga pala.. yeah, I occasionally have chats with him thru YM..

Conclusion:

Some people become really your yesterday. And accidentally, people you rarely see and somehow lack updated information about you will talk about them unintentionally..

So, have a good, clean yesterday.. :P

on ex, seduction and desirability

2007-08-09T21:29:00.000-07:00

While in great despair of seeing my desktop with whooping numbers of excel files and several concerns from different people that –come to think of it, really not my concern, in the first place— deals with business plan for a big union of workers and a corporate bulletin for internal auditors…

I need a break.

And only a blog can suffice this kitkat craving. Hehe!

I browsed R. Greene’s Art of Seduction (I have a soft copy of the book and interested parties can IM me for a copy for free :)) and found this one to quote (really not from Greene and an also-quoted one in his book, this is what you called—double dead):

It will be greatly to your advantage to entertain the lady you would win with an account of the number of women who are in love with you, and of the decided advances which they have made to you; for this will not only prove that you are a great favorite with the ladies, and a man of true honor, but it will convince her that she may have the honor of being enrolled in the same list, and of being praised in same way, in the presence of your other female friends. This will greatly delight her, and you need not be surprised if she testifies her admiration of your character by throwing her arms around your neck on the spot. —LOLA MONTEZ, THE ARTS AND SECRETS OF BEAUTY, WITH HINTS TO GENTLEMEN ON THE ART OF FASCINATING

Huwaat!!

So, former relationships really matter?

I mean, not the relationship itself, but the person you’d been with?

Huwaat!!

And if the statement is true, there are only two criteria wherein people will tend to fall: the one taking advantage of their past relationships and the regretfuls..

To what criteria do I belong? Mmm.. lemme think..

….

……

…

Better shut up before some people will have the idea to crash my site.. hehehe!

So end point is, never go for a relationship that will hinder your future advantages. Falling for a person is really a decision.. like investing for corporate stocks?1? :P

Now, desirability is really a social illusion. Own it. And get what you want most.

on mcdreamy and something like that..

2007-08-08T03:12:00.000-07:00

Perfect is rare. Wholeness is once in a blue moon.

While surfing the net and looking for some ideas I can use to write a good-meaningful artic for EV (dear, sorry I was first clung into this.. promise I’m going to squeeze my two brain cells for another farting, for significant-serious one), urban dictionary popped up and gave this ummm.. definition.

Mcdreamy. (n. a guy who appears perfect: good looking and smart and with basically everything a girl could ask for, but who turns out to be a total asshole. Could either do something which makes him an ass, or the girl realizes he's not all he's cracked up to be. Either way he is a let down.)

Oh gawd.. the description is really an overstatement.. but drastically, true!

And my image bubble generated this one:

mmm.. whatta yummy guy!

Okay, okay.. my mcdreamy is really not this gorgeous.. or maybe gorgeous.. no, he’s not.. he’s pleasant – best adjective. And he’s not a doctor (really far from being a doctor because his profession is *toot*) though capable of being tagged as brainy.

I won’t paste the pic of my true mcdreamy here.. I have no time for shameless plug. And photoshop is not available in my pc.. And I will be having hard time in editing his pic. And I’m starting to be over him. And I still have lots of workloads. And uhmmm.. you might not want to see him.. you know, the appetite and good mood/hair day thing... I don’t like to spoil your Wednesday.

***

Scarcity.

Blame it to scarcity.. not because women population is greater than men but because only few men are really destined to be mcdreamy (the positive of being a mcdreamy). Seriously.

Scarcity ~ mediocrity.

That’s why girls like us need to settle for few flattering things.. like spa (going to the mall just to have few hours of shower and heating and bubbles and massage).

this can be very relaxing..

...unless you’re with your girl friend having the same dilemma as yours.. and that relaxation turns to pathetic talks ‘bout your wanted-to-be-out-of-you-head mcdreamies.. and share more pathetic claims that you and your mcdreamy can really be a good-better-best couple in the long run.

C’mon! Still dreaming for mcdreamy...

Or exhausting your stress while doing more stressful activity.

and gain aching muscles..

Or just buff around the metro for food.. lotsa foods..

and gain unnecessary pounds..

until you finally realize that your jeans can’t fit you anymore and then hurry and spend for fitness center!

But still, we’re hopefuls (and pathetic?).

Because miracles can really happen.

Oh just couple of days ago.. on GMA’s SONA.. on her seventh SONA.

recycled gown. red day. lucky day.

Would you believe that? seventh (with rolling eyes)?!?

And this serves me double pathetic. Or might be eight times pathetic (seven plus this mcdreamy thing).

synthesis

2007-07-20T02:02:00.000-07:00

CB texted me telling that she feels sick and wanted to be with me this sat either in my place or in her house.

And speaking of sickness, I am, too, feel so misspelled and pathetic for the previous days.. Lucky me, I can really have doses of pretend to prevent the outbreak.

And now, I’m scribbling to enumerate my pathetic-nose bleeding-heartbreaking shallowness. Forget about grammatical lapses and spell checks for I’m too busy to consult Mr. Webst and people in YM are all in red mode. I need to withstand this day all by myself.

***

Yesterday early 8am, I received a text message from CD asking if I can join their discussions regarding the oww-so-familiar-and-oww-so-aged-issues of PLM. After considering my schedules (which include my every-after-two-weeks- change in toenail polish) and being optimistically fitted, I have no escape but to seat as part of the brain farts.. (that is, if they can really force my two stubborn brain cells to do their task).

Call time was 6pm and I arrived in greenbelt almost 6:55 (still six:D). I saw same old faces of Bukluran people plus five other literally-aged people who were acquainted to me as PLM alumni batch1-4. With the same old call, same old enemies (few modifications in their allies), same old strategies, same old dilemmas.. Gaawd.. is this déjà vu from yesteryears?

And mind you, this will call for series of discussions. With rolling eyes reaction, CV and I in chorus said: Eto na naman tayo…

Oh, well.. we have no other choice but to commit and cooperate. (though I know I’ve done my significant part way back.. history can never punish me. this will only serve as an extra mile of kindness and liberality).

***

Everyday is a petiks day!

Of course, not! I’m busy. It’s just that God gave me this certain talent called-- multi-tasking prowess!

Chatting with friends —asking almost everything..

“What’s the right grammar use..?” “Is VAT still applicable in buying a condo unit?”
“I’m currently investing to this stocks.. blah, blah.. kindly check if I have the stable one.” “I think he’s cheating on me.” (Then cheat on him, too. That’s what you call equality and balance.) “Check this site and I need your comment.” “Research PDI site for my paper in FinMan.” -- and yes, I’m an instant consultant/researcher/telemarketer/CSR and even love guru [I just hope I’m not breaking any meant relationship (if there’s really meant relationship, in the first place)]?

If all queries are charged with peso-signs.. I might have earned a lot!

And my sideline? My own genuine job.

***

Heartbreaks are necessities of life.

Huwaat?? Necessity?

It’s like a multi-vitamins to give you enough strength to overcome everything..
and be happy again(?).

Huwaat? Multi-vitamins?

I’m not into any vitamins though my physician always reminds me to take ascorbic and ferrous sulfate. So blame my stubbornness why I’m having severe cuts, lull skin and anemia.

But it doesn’t mean that I’m exempted to ummm.. heartbreaks.

Am I creating a point here? Oh well, senseless.

***

And when heartbreaks strike you.. you might feel the following: being senseless, unhappy and tired.

Now, point established?

***

And when your Dr. McDreamy is really not meant for you or courting someone else or busy moving his cheese (cake) or whatever reasons he has on his pea-sized idiot brain just to escape you, just think of this line:

You don’t deserve to be in my select few lists.

Just see to it that when you tell it in front of his not-so-pleasant face, you wear your best blush on, great top and pair of high pointed heels (ready to become your instant battle gear when your temper goes down to zero degree.)

***

My sis just sent me an email. Please do a research on GMA7’s initial public offerings. I need the details.

I have new task to do. Okay, I need to be diligent. Just in case I want new blouses on Christmas. And so that her plastic cards’ generosity could never refuse me.

***

And whining wants to end here.

birthday blah-blah

2007-06-27T23:46:00.000-07:00

In just few days I’ll be gaining another year of age and I guess turning in a two-two is definitely not a bad idea at all.. Glad and fabulous, instead!

And what’s with July 1? Mmm.. Aside from the fact that my hated name came from it and it falls on Sunday, there’s no much extravagant about the day..

Unless, people will send their gifts (in cash or in kind, PDC unacceptable!), deliver roses in my office (I’ll give the address for interested parties!), bake me a cake (attention: kath and liway), take me out for pizza, coffee, wall climb, paintball, ice cream (IM me for more options)…

It seems like birthdays must come along with cake and balloons.. So, if you want to bring balloon bouquets for me that will be gladly appreciated!

And since, I’m not really into material things, you can buy me the same laptop Rico is now using, swap my Motorzr with any N-series and least, if generosity is really not into yours, pirated DVDs of Grey’s Anatomy will do.. Hmmpp..

Okay.. okay.. I won’t expect! No to any cent. I know. I must know well.. My friends are with feathers like mine.. We’re… thrifty! Hehehe.

Then what should I expect on 07-01-07? 717.. all straight and tall numbers, just like delivery hotlines.. --here’s my list:

Big venue for reunions!

APipol. The sleepless nights. The paper trails. The canton-footlong-and-food trips. The subpoena. The mob. The suspension. Oh gawd..
And now, we will be partying. Night out. Swimming. Bowling. Bowling wins! Rockwell is the place to go.

No more worries of deadlines. Of Cecil’s forced overnights. Of being eavesdroppers and document-stealers. Of wearing black tshirts. Of making T’s ass chilled and grilled simultaneously because of our scribbles. Of being tagged as delinquents.
Oh gawd.. Those were the days..

Now, we will be partying.. And just being double excited.. We will be partying exactly during my b-day!Wink!

Oh gawd… This is bad! I’m preempting. Nope. I won’t discuss this.. Just wait for the pics…

I won’t discuss this-- On how sexy Cole maybe in person.. On how delicious Raffy can be. Tempting, really. Ela, I saw her just last few weeks, but might extract the unnecessary pound this coming Sunday and see her with curly hair. Cecil.. she’s eating pork and squids! Whee! Leux, koreano-fair skinned? This is the ultimate oh-gawd miracle! Merck with straight rebonded hair and tangerine highlight! Pola in mini skirt. Riza wearing Leux’s bronzed skin. Wonderful! Marvel, I won’t comment because God is watching. And He’s also stubborn to those who will mislead His child.. And God loves me, too. I presume.. :)

And how should I forget Celeste. She’s my all time activity partner.. My co-kaladkarin buddy. Just like last week, watching Fantastic4 on Monday night.. And take note, on a last full show. Monday! Oh, yes.. Monday madness.. At least we do our wall climbing during weekends.

Oh no, I won’t discuss. Just wait for the pics. :D

Year end, New Year!

See the countdown.. those countdowns are posted in all attention-grabber places in the office.

Since our fiscal year starts with July1 and ends June30, my birthday will also be the start of a new year as per workplace! And the countdown as dropped to zero will then signify balance sheet dates, inventory counting, FS reporting, GL nominal accounts closing, report templates edits, etc.. So, expect red flooding emails, requests and validations, and worst, OT modes (and some nosebleeds, too)!

But nothing to worry about.. thank God for the awesome word, “immunity”!

Buying Toothbrush.

If you are using calendar year, that is January to December, in your toothbrush subscription, then July1, will be your expected toothbrush lay off.. Every six months. Two times a year. Surrender the old and buy a new one.. (Just like getting a new SO? Easy! :D)

If you don’t know this practice, you might want to ask your gynecologist. :P

Julius Allen’s Bday!

And who’s Julius? A colleague way back college that reminds me of the so-called soul mate.. We are both cancerian, born on the same day, on the same year.. And be in school and study one year earlier than the normal age, that’s why we graduated in the same year, same venue.. And both suffered the risk of being out of the graduating list just because of the same principle!

Same!

What else? We are both JAs (I suppose his parents did the same thing that my parents did in giving names), both inclined in Math; and have the gluttony of laughing! Really a male counterpart of Juli.

Gaadd.. I miss this dear friend!

Others..

Just like PLM’s student handbook, all items not included in the above list will just fall in this part. :D

I don’t know how to end this. Oks, enough for this blah-blah. Period.

master the art of the bold move

2006-12-08T01:14:00.000-08:00

"A moment has arrived: your victim clearly desires you, but is not ready to admit it openly, let alone act on it. This is the time to throw aside chivalry, kindness, and coquetry and to overwhelm with a bold move. Don’t give the victim time to consider the consequences; create conflict, stir up tension, so that the bold move comes as a great release. Showing hesitation or awkwardness means you are thinking of yourself, as opposed to being overwhelmed by the victim’s charms. Never hold back or meet the target halfway, under the belief that you are being correct and considerate; you must be seductive now, not political. One person must go on the offensive, and it is you."

--The Art of Seduction

misplaced appetite

2006-12-07T20:02:00.000-08:00

Love isn’t about ridiculous little words. Love is about grand gestures. Love is about airplanes pulling banners over stadiums, proposals on tarpaulins and giant words in skywriting. Love is about going that extra mile, even if it hurts. Letting it all hang out there. Love is about finding courage inside of you… that you didn’t even know was there..

Thinking about what love you have? Oh well, not bad for a cake to be sour.. for a pizza to be garnished with ampalaya leaves.. for a beer to be so sweet and milky..

For a space to be so near but seems so distant.. Many more painful smiles and tasteless happiness will be served by your empty and coward heart.. : (

Thanks, anyway.. for humiliated expectations..

Thinking again, I still want to share your strawberries doused into sour cream.. :D

morning rush

2006-11-29T16:20:00.000-08:00

Few hours of sleep last night and early morning rush to beat the deadlines. It was near 11pm when I left Makati to overcome all the report runs for the month. If not only for the love of work and commitment, I wouldn’t take the five hours overtime. nahh.. (my boss almost bribe me to stay late at night.. hehehe.. free dinner anywhere except Shangrila). Not bad! Contrary to all's thought that there will be no work today (holiday if I'm a student, unfortunately, I'm just a quasi one), we need to serve early 8am to continue the task. Haay..

Hope we will be off the office by before lunch.. we still want to have some shopping in Landmark with my officemates, as it was impeded by last night’s loads. Wish a wish..

Okay, okay.. I’m so currently addict with my pc and my spreadsheets and my coffee tumbler and formulas and linkings.. Now back to work.. and back to blogging?!? :)

try out

2006-11-28T19:00:00.000-08:00

im tyring the possiblity of cross-posting from here, my blogger account, to my multiply site..

i hope it will work..

busted!

2006-11-28T02:04:00.000-08:00

You really admire him..

You suppose he has the same feeling..

But his declaration negates what you conclude.

Haayy.. what a damn feeling!

*worst thing: his reason is as petty as a cotton candy.

anak naman ng tipaks! pag minalas ka nga naman.. hehehe!

how to make a woman and a man happy?

2006-11-28T00:42:00.000-08:00

It's not difficult to make a woman
happy. A man only needs to be:
1. a friend
2. a companion
3. a lover
4. a brother
5. a father
6. a master
7. a chef
8. an electrician
9. a carpenter
10. a plumber
11. a mechanic
12. a decorator
13. a stylist
14. a sexologist
15. a gynaecologist
16. a psychologist
17. a pest exterminator
18. a psychiatrist
19. a healer
20. a good listener
21. an organizer
22. a good father
23. very clean
24. sympathetic
25. athletic
26. warm
27. attentive
28. gallant
29. intelligent
30. funny
31. creative
32. tender
33. strong
34. understanding
35. tolerant
36. prudent
37. ambitious
38. capable
39. courageous
40. determined
41. true
42. dependable
43. passionate
44. compassionate

WITHOUT FORGETTING TO:

45. give her compliments regularly
46. love shopping
47. be honest
48. be very rich
49. not stress her out
50. not look at other girls

AND AT THE SAME TIME, YOU MUST ALSO:

51. give her lots of attention, but
expect little yourself
52. give her lots of time, especially
time for herself
53. give her lots of space, never
worrying about where she goes
54. Never to forget:
* birthdays
* anniversaries
* arrangements she makes

HOW TO MAKE A MAN HAPPY

1. Show up naked
2. Bring food

hahaha! true or false?

violent reactions are not welcome.. :D

(found this post from friendster bulletin.)

light and shade

2006-09-27T02:30:00.000-07:00

He will paint the light and shades
The colours and the trees
He will climb the steepest hill
Believing what he sees
He will lay down on the ground
Beneath the old oak tree
He will sleep forever
If you try to set him free

Sail on the wings of a cloud
Where to, well nobody knows
And cry, cry if you want them to see
Die every day to be free
Be proud to wear the colours that you call your own
Be loud, speak out when the world to know
Be strong, hold the flame for everyone to see
Be weak, if you want to love.

He will paint the endless sea
A mystery to me
He will reach out for the sun,
Not dreaming what he sees
He will fall down on his knees
Angel touching ground
Takes him to the other side
Sweet love is coming down.

Oh yeah.. sweet love is coming down!! woott.. : )

law of impenetrability

2006-03-28T22:34:00.000-08:00

The Rule:

"No two things can occupy the same space, at the same time."

The Image:

A button for a buttonhole

A cup for a saucer

A bulb for a socket

Universe is significantly large; looking for a special, solely designated place for me. :)

diskriminasyon

2006-02-02T23:57:00.000-08:00

Minsan ko nang sinabi sa mga kaibigan ko: hindi lahat ng bagay na inaasam ay kayang abutin sapagkat malupit ang katotohanan ng diskriminasyon!

Kanina habang kinakanta namin ng nanay ko ang Bahay Kubo (ganito siguro 'pag wala ka talagang matinong magawa), wala pala sa listahan ng tanim ang ampalaya at okra! Mukha namang kung iaayos ang kanta ay maaaring isama.. pero hindi pa rin napabilang. Bakit kaya? Imposible namang nakalimutan lang ng may-akda ang mga apihang gulay na ito. Kung ang linga nga naihabol pa, sila pa kaya..

Mabuti na lang at madaling sabayan ang tono ng kanta.. Hindi masyadong naapektuhan ng diskriminasyon ang mga taong hindi nabiyayaan ng magandang tinig.

when truth is harsh..

2006-01-14T03:30:00.000-08:00

Skepticism blooms doubts. Curiosity ruins it but tenfolds the agony. Today, I am learning to appreciate the small pleasures of ignorance.

pretentious claim

2005-11-16T22:01:00.000-08:00

Everyman who offers his service to another and is employed assures the duty to exercise in the employment such skill, as he possesses with remarkable care and diligence. In all these employments where peculiar skill is prerequisite, if one offers his service, he is understood as holding himself out to the public as possessing the degree of skill commonly possessed by others in the same employment, and if his pretensions are unfounded, he commits a species of fraud upon every man who employs him in reliance on his public profession. -- Cooley on Torts

And it reminds me of some absurd claims from pseudo-banters that should never be left unanswered.

Para sa mga kasalukuyang nasa kanlungan ng institusyong minsan kong tinangi,

Kailanman ay hindi magagamit na mabisang sandata ang pluma ng isang mapanlinlang na manunulat. Hindi dahilan ang kamangmangan lalupa’t malapad at naghuhumiyaw ang katotohanan. Kaingatan ang iyong titik at katha. Ang sundang ay patuloy na nagmamatyag at nasa iyong likuran lamang. Batas ng karma at kasaysayan ang maaaring sumikil sa huwad mong hangarin.

for amulet's sake

2005-10-24T17:11:00.000-07:00

After reading the lead paragraph, i turned to the last jump page.. to the last column, at the bottom portion of the newspaper.. and i saw the brilliant name..

WONG, MARC BONNIE BERZOSA

Ooohhh.. la.. la!!

Congratulations! You did it great, dear. ;)

I was reminded of your question, what song best fits us.. then I replied.. Power of 2 (my first thought)..

now we're talking about a difficult thing and your eyes are getting wet
i took us for better and i took us for worse
don't you ever forget it
now the steel bars between me and a promise
suddenly bend with ease
the closer i'm bound in love to you
the closer i am to free..

so we're okaywe're fine
baby i'm here to stop your crying
chase all the ghosts from your head
i'm stronger than the monster beneath your bed
smarter than the tricks played on your heart
we'll look at them together then we'll take them apart
adding up the total of a love that's true
multiply life by the power of two..

Enjoy your week long Hong Kong trip! Promise I'm going to process my pass port soon. Don't forget the amulets.. and pics! :) i-hug mo na lang ako kay mickey.

bubot

2005-10-01T18:16:00.000-07:00

Lubak at maputik ang daan. Ang maliit na paang ito ang hahakbang sa mas malapad na kaunlaran. Sana.

dosages

2005-09-16T20:42:00.000-07:00

The deadline is over and decisiveness is mine right now. Though I was a bundle of fright and anxiety for the past few weeks, I’m trying to compose myself and be brave enough to face the toxicity of others’ opinions, disappointments, amusements, blah..blah..

Saved by the doctor beneath me, prescribing me to buy another pack of good vibes, bottles of anti-apathy syrup and multi-self enhancement tablets.

And I saw extra note at the bottom of the prescription paper. “Don’t forget to wear a big wide smile every single second.”

I hope everything will be fine, except for overdosed Juli. ;)

maikling paglalarawan

2005-09-11T20:13:00.000-07:00

Kailan lang ay nadaan ako ng baluarte, sa tapat ng Bulletin at DOLE. Wala pa ring nagbago. Ang mga moog ay moog pa rin. Malimit na laman pa rin nito ang mga magkakarelasyon, magkakaibigan, magkakaklase. May init pa rin ang mga bato nito sa tuwing sila'y uupuan. May mangilan-ngilang ibong dumaraan. Tanaw ko pa rin ang maliit na bahagi ng Gusaling Villegas, ang tuktok ng Manila Hotel, orasan ng City Hall, pulang bubungan ng Pambansang Museo, at ilang gusaling hindi pamilyar sa akin ang pangalan. Dama ko pa rin ang haplos ng hanging dapit-hapon na may dalang magkahalong lamig at alinsangan. Tulad din ng dati, sa paboritong lugar ko inilagak ang kaunting oras ng pagpapaalis-hapo. Lugar kung saan makikita ang ilang punong saging at niyog at ang luntiang damuhan. Kung saan tawanan at kuwentuhan lang ng iba pang nakatambay at ilang busina ng sasakyan ang kayang makuha ng iyong pandinig. Ilang sandali pa'y nilisan ko na ang pook. Nagbabadya na kasi ang mga ulap sa nalalapit nitong pagdidilig. Wala pa ring nagbago... kung mayroon man, hindi na marahil nahagip ng aking mapanuring paningin.

kismet

2005-09-05T21:37:00.000-07:00

The pop up window gave me the following note:

The Bottom Line
Issues at home will sort themselves out, don't beat yourself up. Focus the love.
In Detail
Is it a case of mistaken identity, or are you just really seeing this person's true colors for the first time? Play detective when it comes to the past. In light of their recent behavior, you may no longer dismiss some erratic or inconsiderate behaviors as 'just one of those things.' In fact, it may be part of a pretty clear pattern. Now that you have the evidence assembled in front of you, you have to decide what to do next. Let your conscience be your guide.

...that's my daily horoscope.

Now, the following lyrics are playing in my mind..

Ale, ale, ale, ale, ale
ano? ano? ano? ano? anong sinasabi?
ng baraha, ng kapalaran...
gusto kong malaman..

Haayy.. If given a chance to see the future, I won't take it! Life is a remarkable journey to conquer most in a complex uncertainty.

can't resist crunchy feeling

2005-08-15T17:34:00.000-07:00

I told myself: no more space for pathetic love life!

Now, I caught myself eating the crunchy promise... :P

But for sure, I will be more tasteful in indulging it.

excited

2005-08-13T21:39:00.000-07:00

This week seems to be the best week of my entire year for I can sense some exciting things to happen.

I'll update this blog for vivid narration!

Hmmmmm... (chuckles!!) ;)

another terminal

2005-08-12T23:36:00.000-07:00

After few minutes from my lunch break, I just composed my resignation letter. Few days afterward, I received the approved-response letter from our SVP-COO.

With no second thought, I decided to leave the company for a more caused activity. For four months stay, I gain my basic compensation, experiences, nine more friends, and multiple ramblings with them.

Hopefully, after few months, we can still find time to remember and be at each other's company.

Nonetheless, I find it easier to depart from my office because of various personal advanatages:

1. I can find time for myself to cut my fingernails and polish my toenails evenly.
2. More time for review and contemplation for my next study.
3. I agreed with bonat's proposal.
4. I can now apply conditioner aside from the normal shampoo.
5. More time for sleeping!!! (awesome!)

But of course, for some favorable returns are the not so good inevitable scenarios:

1. I'll be having my allowance from pop's pocket but as a compensation from washing the everyday's dishes.. (reminding me how Filipino could hardly earn a single cent)
2. Minimized malling and hang outs
3. Budgeted prepaid cards
4. School-house-school-house routine
5. Pseudo-independency

Anyway, it will only take few months for me to suffice these things.

Ultimately, patience is a virtue!

liquidation process in me

2005-08-11T23:25:00.000-07:00

For every travel we made is a destiny to conquer. A place where you can find your own terminal. Pleasant or bad, it doesn't matter. Because what matter is on how you carry your own fate or rather your decision of nearing it.

Last few days, I took myself in my two different terminals. One in my work and the other, on my personal relationship.

Harsh, maybe, for others querying why not defer one of the two. But ardent enough, I chose to liquidate both.

Life is never easy for a searching soul, I believe.

sunk cost

2005-08-11T00:31:00.000-07:00

I hate novels of sweet and unrealistic ending...

For no enough reasons, you find yourself ending up a relationship that for you could never live and prosper. Sincere and benevolent, you want him to let go for the reason that, maybe, you are not the one who is meant for him. Though moving on can be done swiftly and smoothly, some questions linger still. All the what ifs and buts...

Nevertheless, I obtain relief and satisfaction from the result. Now, I am living my life in a much lesser complication and starting to gain the more realistic side of me.

... for in real life, though you vividly plan and compose your whole masterpiece, endings tend to be adverse of what you mean.

road map

2005-07-16T23:11:00.000-07:00

Just few weeks ago, I was contemplating of what could be the best route for my academic life after the board exam month. Here's a list of my expected career path from most to least likely. But my decision is still in random.

1. Enrolling in a law school. For the folks who know me well, the idea is quite familiar. It has been my dream to become a law student and soon be part of the noble profession.

2. Getting MBA degree. Just want to gain another title to be attached in my name.

3. Taking up another degree distant to my current career. My choices consist of Wika, Biochem, and Social Studies. Got no reason why deal with them, only self-enjoyment.

4. Getting closer to God. To be a holy woman(?) No explanation yet. Just a vain expectancy.

Or yet, none of the above four.

The next coming months will be my final decision casting. Do the bet!!

magic of life

2005-07-10T20:35:00.000-07:00

Butterflies fascinate me very much.. from their vibrant colors to different shapes and sizes. It gives me the feeling of depth and creativity.

I was about to enjoy them during my first visit in Orchidarium and Butterfly Pavilion. Now, you can find my butterfly artworks either in my notebooks, book pages, steno, or in some of my wall vandals. But of course, they are not that sumptuous as you see them real. I am not a good illustrator, anyway.

But what I hate about them is on how they can be vanished..
by merely producing another butterflies.. Sad :(

turning point

2005-07-03T20:18:00.000-07:00

No matter what dreams you have.. small or extravagant. Conquered, in process, or impossible to do.. Dreaming became the greatest thing a man can do!

A day before yesterday was my second decade of existence in this world. My day was a simple one. No celebration, no extraordinary happenings. I just went to the mall for some office and personal stuffs, treated myself in a not-so-expensive restaurant and surfed the net for an hour. Usual.

Though some of my friends wanted to hang out with me for their Friday night (take note: the hang out was at their own expense. Bad feeling, I ignored the free celebration), I decided to go home earlier for some rest.

After a good dinner and few hours of nap, I turned on my PC and started browsing my files. Took some fashion magazines, skimmed. Out of the blue, I am querying myself what is the significance of a twenty-year-old girl like me in this fatal environment. Is it me whom our country can rely on in its next few decades, or a girl that is another burden-giver to this ill-stricken society?

Quietly, I murmured. I want to become an extraordinary youth. An extraordinary citizen.

I still don't have my own framework how to achieve the statement I mumbled but sooner I hope I can see myself productively doing it.

The next day I told myself: somehow, being out in the teenage stage is a turning point for some serious thoughts. Harhar! ;)

brighter one

2005-06-26T23:38:00.000-07:00

My next post is a composition of Gary Granada.. one of my favorite songs!

Eroplanong Papel

Nakasulat doon ang pangarap ko
Ang mithiin ng batang musmos
At marahil ako ay katulad mo
Na saksi sa paghihikahos

Sana'y mayron nang tahanan
Ang gumagawa ng bahay
At masaganang hapunan
Ang naghahasik ng palay

Ang bundok ay handang akyatin
Dagat ma'y kaya ring tawirin
Ang pangarap ko'y mararating
Isang araw ay liliparin
Ang matataas na pader
Ng aking eroplanong papel

Ang aking eroplano'y kasing kulay
Ng iba't ibang uring mukha
Ng mga suot, awit at sayaw
At watawat ng bawat bansa

At ito ay hindi panaginip lang
Kung tayo'y magkaisang tinig
Kung ikaw at ako ay magtutulungang
Pandayin ang bagong daigdig

Ang bundok ay handang akyatin...
Isang araw ay liliparin
Isang araw ay bubuwagin
Ang matataas na pader
Ng aking eroplanong papel

.. if we only live for our country.. if we live for the common.. if we desire change.. everything is possible.. we can endure the sweetest taste of life!

my king's day

2005-06-24T19:36:00.000-07:00

It was just a small and typical celebration but when I noticed the lengthy smile in his face, I was so happy then.

We don’t normally celebrate fancy days, even birthdays at times. It may seem so technical but we really don’t spend much priority during those occasions. And I grew with this kind of tradition.

It was a Sunday afternoon; I just caught myself going to the mall, buying gift for my special man and went to a boutique just to wrap it. I also bought large pizza and fried chicken wings for our midnight snack. Seemingly, this is not the ordinary Juli who can sacrifice her allowance for new clothes. But anyway, there’s still another day to back it off.

We talked and laughed. Talked and laughed at each others stories. We did the same from the past years but that day was different. There was the magic tie that binds us.

Rarely I saw this side of me.. so sweet and affectionate. But now I can tell anybody that aside from being a strong girl, I am sweet for once!

Truly, I’m a daddy’s girl.

kuriray attacking the web! (for the first time)

2005-06-01T22:29:00.000-07:00

Got no idea what would be the entire view and content of this blog.

Just a mere breathing space for my thoughts and ideas amid my frantic life!