Merry Christmas 2009!!!!

Thank God, He truly blessed December. :) Everything's going well, I finally got the job I wanted, and so 2 of my friends also. I was hoping to work in some bank located in Tower One since they have the most fabulous building, view, location and garden in Makati. So sad, my office is not located here, but still somewhere in Ayala Avenue.

Another good thing happened this month, 2 of my best college buddies were nominated for best thesis! They also got a high grade, so whether they win or not, they'd still get a high final grade. :)

Anyways, I hope this is a good start of constant luck coming my way.

WHAT??

Can you believe that?? But then it's Zuhair Murad for Mango.

Mango Think Up 2

Updates on Mango Think Up:

Good thing I checked the site today, they finally have a new scent. I bet this won't even reach the Philippine shores. :(

Cute skirt. :)

I would definitely buy my boyfriend some clothes from Hemini Emerito - the male clothing line by Mango. IF I have a boyfriend. :)

11 Days Before Christmas

:)

24 Days Before Christmas

As they say, every ending is a new beginning. (am I right?)

The year is almost ending, and plenty of people are starting their life anew. Some people learn to forgive, some people learn to give space, and some people learn to forget.

I haven't thought of my new year's resolution yet, but I'm working on it. :)

GMA is running for Pampanga congressman, and a lot of people are filing their COCs for presidency. God bless the Philippines. :(

Why make someone your priority when he/she takes you for granted?

When you're unhappy with someone, it's time to let go.

Good friends don't lie to each other.

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It's so sad when girl meets boy and their friendship gets stronger and girl falls but boy doesn't. Girl tries to ignore this weird feeling, but it just won't go away. And boy has these tendencies to be insensitive but he apologizes for it because he says he doesn't know how to. Isn't it unfair when boy feels sad and all, he calls up girl and girl says the right things, but she doesn't do it on purpose, it's what she says to everyone who looks to confide in her, and when girl does the same thing to boy when she feels sad, boy just says OKAY.

For the first time in girl's life, she felt miserable when she hears that four lettered word. Isn't that word supposed to be something positive, something that would help cheer you up?

Now that girl realizes boy cannot change his insensitive ways, girl decides not to confide in boy anymore. And not to be her primary friend, i.e. someone you would call first when you want to do something, or share your thoughts with. In short, boy will no longer be girl's best friend. Funny, girl never even labeled her friends.

I hope this girl would finally find someone who could give her the two way relationship that should always be present in a real friendship. I hope she gets her happy ending. :)

What Have I Been Up To Lately?

Damn, still no work. hahaha. AND IT'S ALMOST CHRISTMAS! For the past few weeks, I've gone to 2 interviews, the first one was bull, and the second was good, although I stuttered, so I'm guessing I won't be receiving any second calls from the latter. Though I answered good, I think it matters when you stutter or not?

I finally went back to the doctor about a month ago to follow up on my breast ultrasound result which I got last July 25 (hahaha) and I found out I've got cysts on my left breast and my mom's freaking out, she wants it to be removed immediately. But the doctor said we should just wait and examine it and do a follow up ultrasound next year, since it's a safe cyst but I have to go with my mom, it's sort of scaring me too, I'm only 21 and I've already got that. I haven't lived my life yet, that's unfair if I get breast cancer any time soon. So the doctor asked me to get a number of blood tests and urine and stool exams and go back as soon as I get the results, which I haven't done so far, but I will be getting these tests this Saturday. :)

So while I'm not visiting the doctor or trying to make myself busy with interviews and job hunting, I'm recently obsessed in watching True Blood. If I'm not watching this, I TRY to review for my upcoming Civil Service Exam.

Oh, I also very much wanted to watch (500) Days of Summer but then all my friends were busy with thesis, work, internship so I watched by myself. It was a great movie, although I watched it in Megamall and I wasn't too pleased with the guy sitting beside me, he was giving off and shouting unnecessary comments, I could have punched him knock out to shut the hell up. After the movie, when I was on my way home, I realized it was really lonely what I just did. Then my friend who recently broke up with her boyfriend emailed me that she wouldn't have the guts to watch a movie alone because she's used to sharing drinks and popcorn with him and discuss the movie after, and me too, but I had no choice. Most of my friends have seen it already, and the one I was counting on was so busy with work (I'm not really sure about that, but whatever.) I hope this never happens again, it's like I could cry out of loneliness!

Now I'm trying to keep myself occupied by going to my friend's (Kim's) house later, when the color coding has retired for the day.

Post-Grad Part 2

It's October 22, Thursday, 1:20 am. You're probably wondering why I'm still up in this time of the night (day). If you're guessing, you probably guessed it right. I'M STILL UNEMPLOYED. It's been 2 months since my graduation in school, I can no longer count how many companies I've applied to ever since the school's job expo last July. I've only been to personal and phone interviews and exams, and that's it. As of to date, I have 5 friends who are already employed. One in Citi, one in ING, one in JP Morgan, one in Deutsche Knowledge and one in Megaworld. I feel so depressed and torn at the same time. My mom pressures me to look for work and accept anything, LITERALLY ANYTHING, even BPOs! I have nothing against BPOs, it's just that I don't want to work in grave yard shifts. And my dad's like "you should just chill, relax and take your time." HELLO! I'm way tired of being a bum! sleeping real late, waking up real late, eat brunch, watch TV, surf the internet, go to the gym if I'm not lazy, then when I come home surf the net again and sleep late again and the cycle continues! Honestly I don't think my going to the gym does any good results since I have these gym laziness tendencies and even though I eat 90% vegetables, I eat them by the bulk with carbs! I'm not even supposed to be job hunting if it wasn't for the stupid delay of my immigrant visa and I don't even know how long that delay would take! My whole future's ruined. My whole life IS ruined. God please help me. :(

September 26, 2009

This day, the day after my birthday, I will never forget. This day also happens to be Marianne Domingo's birthday. I wonder how she celebrated her birthday. This day marks a significant event in my life as the Typhoon Ondoy hit Metro Manila and left it in a State of Calamity, a first for the NCR, given this is an urban city and usually PAGASA declares this to provinces only.

9:30 a.m. : I was in MOA. I bought the corporate skirt I would be wearing for the second day of my graduation. (This skirt was not available in Megamall) I left the house 8:45a.m. because I brought my dad to PCA then proceeded to MOA.

11:30 a.m. : I left MOA despite the increasing velocity of the wind because my dad would be going to church by 12nn. The car was shaking while I was driving and Macapagal started to flood. I stopped outside Sofitel for about 40 minutes, hoping that the rain would subside. My dad called and told me to go back to MOA instead.

12:45 nn : I was back in MOA, and remembering I brought my gym gear, I decided to go to the gym.

3:00 p.m. I was done working out, and I called my dad what time he would join me in MOA. He said he couldn't leave yet, Paco was flooded knee-level, and he couldn't find any cab.

3:30 p.m. I decided to have lunch at Yoshinoya. While eating, the lights kept flickering. It even got brown out for about 10 seconds, and I saw grocery carts being pushed to the street by the wind, which was scary since a lot of cars were passing by.

6:00 p.m. The mall is now closed, so I decided to sleep in the car.

8:00 p.m. I'm so bored inside the car, I can't use my ipod since I'm saving the battery. I decided to stroll around MOA even though the stores were closed. McDonald's was the only establishment left open in the mall, and it was jam packed with people. Some took their orders out and ate their food in the outside tables of the other restaurants.

9:00 p.m. : I couldnt take it anymore, I left MOA and decided to pass by Vito Cruz, hoping it is less traffic and not flooded. I was wrong. So I went back to Roxas Blvd. and made my way to EDSA, which was even worse. The cars were not moving along EDSA-MOA area. My dad's friend even said EDSA was 6 feet flooded. 3 times I went to EDSA then back to Vito Cruz, hoping it was no longer flooded. I decided to stay in Hongkong Chef Restaurant in Macapagal and slept again inside the car.

11:00 p.m. Being the stubborn kid that I am, I forced myself to go to Quirino Ave. I couldn't believe the flood in Quirino was now waist level, according to my dad. I thought he was just too lazy to fetch me. As I approached the corner of Manila Zoo, it was flooded but not so much. Cars were already parked on the sides and drivers slept inside. And so I slept again.

3:30 a.m. I woke up and saw a guy peeing in front of me, OMG!

5:00 a.m. I woke up and my dad was finally there to the rescue! He braved the flood of Quirino in his tennis outfit because he was worried for me, he even brought along his favorite ball boy to accompany him.

5:15 a.m. We made our way to PCA walking. I was wearing my favorite jeans and a pair of flipflops. Good thing I was able to bring extra clothes, there's no way in hell I would let the dirty water dry on myself! Cockroaches were floating in the water, I could feel a lot of debris in my feet as we walked. I imagined myself tripping on that sea of dirty water then accidentally taking in some of that, I told this to my dad, and he laughed. I said he should kill me if that happens to me. As we were walking in the middle of the intersection between Pedro Gil and Quirino Ave., it was like the end of the world. The water was now thigh-high, cars were facing different directions in both sides of the streets. Even those 6-wheel stopped in the middle of the street. I told my dad we should take a picture while walking in the middle with nothing but water, but it was too dark. As we were finally nearing PCA, their driveway was flooded ass-level. I had to carry my heavy bag near my head just so it wont touch the water. My dad's friends congratulated him for braving the flood and saving me.

6:00 a.m. I took a shower, and charged my phone.

7:00 a.m. We ate breakfast. It was like a refugee camp.

7:30 a.m. I slept in the couch inside the locker room. Cellular phone signals were very poor.

11:00 a.m. The flood started to subside, and a friend of my dad offered us a ride back to Babsmobile, which was parked on a high island near Manila Zoo.

12:00 nn Sunday : We finally arrived home.

I know this is nothing compared to those who have lost their homes, and to some, even their family members. My sister's new car sank and until now the building of her condominium still has no electricity. My friend's whole ground floor is ruined, they lost all their material things. I am grateful that only this happened to me, and that my dad saved me from hunger, death and boredom inside Babsmobile. And they say there's another flood coming today, which I think is a lie since it's sunny outside. Hopefully it really won't come, ever. My mom was texting me during my boredom inside the car, of course she was so worried.

It's good to be home on a rainy day.

Drink Moderately.

Last night was Rusty and friends' birthday party (yes, 9 of them celebrated in one party) and i have to admit, i did have a great time. Though i got really tipsy, at least i didnt do crazy things. I was supposed to leave early, like 10pm because my dad picked me up, but turns out he was really busy with his meeting last night, he fetched me past 12mn! I can't count anymore how much shots i drank (i wasnt counting), but i remember drinking cuervo, beer, cosmo, absolut, generoso and a cup of sprite hahaha!

Anyways, I hate the feeling of getting drunk. Though i got drunk plenty of times before, alcohol seems to find its way inside me. when you're drunk, all your problems tend to surface and you get really pissed and the most i hate is, YOU CRY. you cry because of these problems, all kinds of problems, useless none sense problems, past problems, shallow problems, etc. then when you wake up the next morning, you get really puffy eyes (my dad thought i was allergic because i drank a number of types of drinks, he didnt know i was sobbing in my room). never mind the mild headache because you wouldnt notice that unless you shake your head. but the eyes part is really aweful. i was supposed to renew my driver's license tomorrow but because of my puffy eyes, ive decided to renew it on tuesday instead.

i cant promise i wont drink again, because i can absolutely handle myself. although there are times when im having too much fun, thats where the abusiveness comes in. hahaha

Bored, hopefully not forever

School's over. As in OVER. thank God!! but i still want my mba maybe next year or the year after, but i dont want beyond that. it's only a few days after finals week, and im already bored!! while waiting for the real deal, i applied for another internship at Citibank, hopefully i get this because im really really bored and i wanna have money since my birthday's coming.

Besides, nothing relevant is happening to me here in the Philippines, I gotta leave. ASAP. like this October.

Mango Think Up

Nice Shoes. :)

Update

My friends have gone yesterday to Charles' wake, I will also be going later with Rusty. Anyways, my friend told me that there was a suspected foul play with Charles' death. If he indeed accidentally fell from the 9th floor, he could have landed on the canopy in the 2nd floor, which could have possibly saved his life.

Wish List

Guys! After watching District 9 at Shangrila last Friday night, I saw this dog sleeping on the side. It's the K9 dog, but I dont know what breed this is, maybe Goldren Retriever or Labrador?



Isnt he/she super cute?!?! I want this kind of BIG dog.



Dad was laughing at me when I asked my brother to take a picture of me with the dog. :)

Wish List

I WANT.

Mango black snake skin pump

Charles Abrena

Death has come to a friend of mine just the other day, actually. His name is Charles Abrena. He is a batch mate of mine, he's also from DLSU and he was taking Marketing. I'm not that close to him, but we shared a few conversations before. I really felt sad when I learned of his death this morning. He doesnt even look like the type who commits suicide (that's what I've heard to be his cause of death, he jumped out of somewhere) because he's always smiling and cracking jokes.

Conversation with Rhia just this afternoon:

Babs: Shet. Tawagan ko kaya phone niya?

Rhia: wag! nakakatakot yun! baka mamaya sagutin niya.

Babs: eh d meaning nun d nga totoo! buhay nga siya!

Rhia: oonga noh, sige sige go tawagan mo na.

*Babs reaches for her phone, then changes her mind.*

Babs: wag nalang, takot ako eh punta nalang ako sa wake niya.

He's the very first friend of mine who is now in the hands of God. Well, back in high school a batch mate of mine also died due to some internal bleeding in her brain, something like that, but we never were friends, we never talked. But I visited her wake and I cried a little because I felt she was too young to die and it could have been me, or it could have been one of my closest friends. She could have been fulfilling her dreams now. But God has plans for everyone, and everyone has their purpose in this world. Probably she has served it already.

Charles, even though we're not that close. I will surely miss you. I will miss your smiles at me, the way you call my name and the way you wave at me every time we see each other in school. Thanks for being a part of my life, a chapter that I will never forget. Rest in peace, brother.

Post-Graduation

Time flies so fast. August 9 was my mom's birthday, then I watched Lady GaGa in Araneta, then Hangover premiere then defense, they all felt like they just happened last week! there's only 2 weeks of school left, then September's a bum month.

My dad got annoyed because I kept bugging him about getting me employed. He told me to wait until after the graduation ceremony. Hello, that's not until October! I want to be employed by October.

My brother told me not to be in a hurry in working with the "formal stuff". He knew a lot of people who are professionals but didnt enjoy it so they lived on what they loved doing and now they are very successful and happy. Well, I like the outdoors and sports, but Im not a professional athlete and I have no money to fund my outdoor gigs. I like clothes and fashion but Im not artistic with it. I like music and I like to sing but I cant write my own songs nor make my own beat like Lady GaGa. I like to act but that's all good time acting with friends.

Im not really sure if I'd like to be in the world of finance. Honestly, the only reason I chose that course is because it has sure employment. But i wouldnt want to do things that Im not enjoying, right? BAHALA NA. maybe im just saying this because my experiences in undergrad. maybe everything will be different once i start working?

It's a bird

Yesterday, some bird ( i dont know what its breed is called, but let's just call it city bird since it's the type that we usually see flying in the city skies) made its way through our house. My brother just told me about it last night but i only saw it this afternoon while i was working in our dining area, it suddenly popped out of a corner and flew recklessly every where. Surprisingly, Miu Miu is scared of any animals other than the 2 cats in our garage. It frantically bumped on our huge mirror and that was the only time i was able to pick it up. Ive decided to keep it and make it my new pet since, i dont know, it's so cute and such things rarely happen hahaha!

I was hoping maybe city bird could be like a goodluck sign or something.

should i set city bird free?

Poverty-stricken

Yesterday I rode the train from Trinoma to school as my dad and I came from my cousin's house in Novaliches. He dropped me off in the entrance nearby EDSA and as I hurriedly went up the stairs to the platform, I went past an old woman walking slowly and she was carrying a child barely noticing what the child looked like. Of course, I excused myself and made my way inside the train. As I took my seat, the old woman entered and I finally got a glimpse of what the child looked like. It had bruises from head to feet, and Im not really sure what the child's gender is, had a blind left eye. The child kept on whining and crying, obviously because of his/her condition and probably the old woman was his/her mother, was trying her best to make her feel comfortable. I couldnt bare look at the child, I felt like crying. Im not literally trying to avoid to see such things because I want to turn a blind eye on them, but I feel so much for them, up to the point that I want to cry. If you could have been there to see the child's condition, man I swear you'd feel the same way. Some ladies seated beside the old woman talked to her what happened to the child, I couldnt hear the conversation though because I was listening to my music. Im guessing they're asking what happened to him/her.

If only Im as rich as Bill Gates, I would never forget to help the poor. Perhaps, build a home for them and provide free education to the children so that when they grow up they could manage to be independent and try to rise up from poverty. Also to provide workshops for adults to help them start small businesses just to generate enough income for their families. I know, probably a lot of you would say it's all talk, but even if I wont be able to provide this big kind of help, I could still lend a hand in some small ways.

Im just hoping the poverty level in this country would end. I know it's impossible, but people could try. There are plenty of valid ways how to survive and become successful. It just depends on how the person thinks and acts.

What A Shame

Ever since last year, I am no longer interested with the whole UAAP basketball season shinanigan. Well, that's because my school has been losing. Damn. Just because Ty Tang has finally graduated, so does that mean he's the only valuable player from DLSU? And now that Chris Tiu has already left, I think the games now should be fair and square right? I'm not saying there's something fishy going on, what i meant is that since Ty and Chris are gone, players of both teams could now have a good match against each other. Or i guess im wrong and maybe ADMU is really the better team. huhuhu. Even though this is happening, I still wish the DLSU players all the luck in the world. If they would still lose in their future games, they should focus on studying instead. At least if they couldnt get any careers by playing basketball, they have something much better to fall on. :)

Speaking of basketball, yesterday I was in Xavier, watching the Alumnae League, my batch versus 90s + batch, I think, basta they look like dads na hahaha! i just stayed for an hour because i had to fulfill my Sunday obligation and when i left, my batch was leading. Chris Tiu also played this year as import and my friend told me, he's dead balls if he gets injured because he has this contract with the RP Team or PBA, im not so sure, P200k a month. wooohhhoooo!

I just realized, (this is just some random thought) basketball is like the main sport in north schools, and football or soccer, rather, in the south. Im more of a soccer fan, but I guess that's just how life is :)

Happy Birthday, Nico

Today is the 6th birthday of my first nephew, Nico, the son of my sister.

But we celebrated it yesterday, by eating dinner at my sister's place. Ate Nelda prepared the sumptuous banquet. In details, she served dinuguan, everlasting (weird, right but its something like a meatloaf type of dish), kinilaw na isda, white sauce pasta (my sister's masterpieces are pasta dishes, i guess this one's her version of carbonara?) and home-made puto to complement the dinuguan. I wasnt in the mood to eat the kinilaw, i guess im still not over my kinilaw-phobic experience. In the province when i was still a kid, i ate kinilaw and i guess the fish wasnt cleaned well and i had this allergic reaction when my butt became really itchy and i scratched it to my heart's content until it became a wound and it was really painful. besides, kinilaw with diniguan AND PASTA?!?!?! i dont think those three are a perfect tribination. hahaha! the pasta was aldente and the everlasting was so so so good! damn, diet destroyed again. Im surely going to miss ate nelda, she's leaving soon for saudi, you know, for better opportunities. She's worked there before, but of course everyone misses their families. Tomorrow she's going to have this demo in Diamond Hotel for the arab owners from saudi, i wish her all the luck in the world, NOT! kidding. My dad was joking that he called DFA to delay her passport and stuff.

Anyways, 9pm came and my sister's husband prepared the birthday cake. I was laughing so hard when the birthday candle ran out because my sister took so long in taking pictures and when the wick fell off, Nico started to cry and my brother and I were just laughing, well, at least not at Nico hahaha and so my sister took a candle and posed as if the light from the new candle actually was the birthday candle.

Then Nico opened his present and he and Iggy (his younger brother) enjoyed playing with their Tomi train set.

And they all lived happily ever after. Kidding.

Well, while waiting for my dad and my sister to end their discussion I was watching Fashion TV with my brother in their living room and it was really awkward and weird because my brother kept making such comments like "that's why i like the shows you choose, blahblahblah" you know, coz all the models were in their bikinis and see-through tops.

Death awaits

No longer excited for October, Babskidoodles cannot sleep for a week now, thinking about her thesis. She didnt think this would happen, though she admits she and her group mates are to be blamed as to why they are experiencing such dilemmas.

Yes, they admit: they should have checked first if data was available and easily accessible. They should have been warned in the first place that having bank mergers as their thesis topic is quite risky due to the availability of data. HOWEVER. thesis groups are assigned to have an adviser. TO HELP THEM. so what happened to theirs? she did help them, but what kind of help. Babskidoodles can't say right now, but surely she threatens they might get deferred. THANK YOU SO MUCH. She is now awaiting the response of an econometrics master to help solve their problem. Time's ticking, and her senses' stressed. She can't sleep well, she keeps checking her mail, hoping he'd respond asap. Their presentation for their research conference is on this saturday, and she hopes that her group will be able to present the results already, hoping to finish early like some of the groups.

Guys, please pray for her group. and her destiny. She's nearing her death bed.

:'(

It's 1:03 am and I can't sleep. To think I must be up by 8am tomorrow. or should i say 8am LATER.

I am soooo bothered. I hate it when my friend/s act all asshole-y! you know, like times when you're feeling down and you call up a friend to make you feel better but all they do is make you feel sh*ttier and it ends up you get mad at that person and now you're not in good terms with him/her. And so, I try to console with my dad. BAD IDEA. his OD mode turns on, and tells me that's why he wants me to attend formations so i could contain or NOT feel anger. Well what he told me isnt really that bad, it's just not what I was expecting at the moment. And i dont feel angry, i just feel pissed. i'm not even used to these kinds of situations. I just actually spent the last hour on my cell with my other friend and yeah he made me feel better - a bit. Until now that im idle and i thought about it again. grrrr-ness. anyways i think i need to snort on some lavender oil to calm my senses. i also need to force myself to sleep now. there are better things to be stressed about than this. oooppss was that a bad thing to say? I was thinking of worrying about thesis, though.

Today's my second eldest brother's 24th birthday today. He is drinking downstairs with his two best buds. Happy birthday, bro. :)


Also, yesterday was BJ's 20th birthday. HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!

Mr. Lago

I would like to introduce Mr. Lago, one of the finance professors in DLSU.



He's my professor for two terms now, first was in Investment Finance class then now in Investment Banking class.

Honestly he is a boring prof because he lectures as if he is talking to himself. Imagine, a huge class and a soft voice. The following are the reasons why I consider him temperamental:
1. He'll only speak louder at times when he gets excited.
2. He makes remarks such as he'll hit his clients with a bottle of hennessy, at least they'd get a taste of a P10,000 liquor.
3. Look where he lays his foot - ON A TABLE. good god.
4. He laughs at his own jokes, and he alone laughs. and the class is as silent as mute. In fairness I almost snorted this afternoon when he was laughing all by himself. ( i know, sorry such a bitch of me)
5. His email id is Jetlagzz.
6. And now he strikes a pose.


And this is what happens when you get a doze of 5 hours of FINESBA in one day.



There's another "barumbadong" prof which I will write about next time, if i could get a picture of him because he looks scary he might explode when he sees me taking a pic of him. well, i know it's really freaky to take other people's pics discreetly haha.

Hope no one significant finds this blog. hihihi.

June 25, 2009

Today is the feast day of Blessed Jose Maria Escriva, the founder of Opus Dei. My dad woke me up so so so early (5am) and my brother to attend this 6am celebration at San Roque Parish near our home. I havent gone to mass in that church for quite a long time now ( we attend mass somewhere else every Sunday) but all i could remember about this parish is that it is forever being under construction, ever since when i was a kid. Lo and behold, it is still under construction.



Look at the ceiling, it still has those bits of wood hammered together to serve as a support for the construction workers as they fix the main ceiling. and those bars of steel, damn! what if during the mass all these fall on us?!?! i wonder when this parish would be completed, maybe when i already have 10 kids? kidding. :) from the outside this church looks nice, so keep up the good work guys and i hope you complete this God speed ahead!

Anyways, just as i was lining up for the communion, i noticed i was standing behind a very tall man. and this man happens to be an "old friend".. of my sister's and his name was Mr. Raffy Madarang. I felt like a midget behind him, i think i was only in his waist level, good lord that's how tall he is. (or maybe im just too short?) suddenly i remember my dad told me he lived somewhere near so that makes us, technically speaking, "neighbors". my dad also told me he often attends morning mass there with his mom, but today he was also with a tall white guy, his brother, so probably this is the guy my boss was referring to when i told him i knew Mr. Raffy. I wonder, what if my sister married this guy, instead of her husband now as my brother in law? they'd probably be brooding mini OD kids and mom and dad will be soooo proud! again, im just kidding.

after mass, i insisted we eat breakfast at Jollibee. man oh man i love their hot chocolate! i rarely drink jollibee hot chocolate since they only serve them until 11am and i dont usually eat breakfast out so i drank 2 cups and barely ate my food. it's like as if the hot chocolate was enough as my main coarse for breakfast :)



then after this, i went to school because we were supposed to have a make up class for strategic finance. However when our prof came in, she said she might have h1n1 (she should not have to come to school, man) and i had no choice but to go near her because i had to consult a lot of things regarding our thesis. i have great trust in my immune system, i chug down lots of vitamin Cs, so hopefully i wont get sick :)

Then, while i was waiting for my thesis mates, i had lunch with my guy/girl friend at Pizza Hut, UM. He's top 1 in our batch. (great brains!) He's an eco-finance guy.

I know, he looks like a total nerd. but girls go GaGa over him! dayum!

and so now, I am just at home doing this post because i'm still too lazy to study and waiting for my it-takes-10-years-adviser to check our thesis amendments, while everyone's out and about watching Transformers 2. I WISH IT'S TUESDAY NIGHT ALREADY!!!!! we have reservations on imax this coming tuesday night, 1015pm. if youll be in MOA that time, see you! :)

DLSU. then and now

I stumbled upon an old picture of how my school looked like before. I'm not really sure what year this picture was taken. Check it out.



Obviously, Vito Cruz looked way better during this time, DLSU in particular. If you are a La Sallian, you'd probably notice there were no conservatories during that time. Plus, the road was wider, no traffic and NO POLLUTION. I don't need to post a pic on how it looks like today, obviously it's pretty bad, but not sh*tty.

Sigh, time changes all things. Whether for the better, or for the worst.

Happy, happy fathers' day! 2009

Last Sunday was Fathers' day. What did you give your father this year? :) I bought my dad a small cake, however, I dont think he enjoyed it because it was mocha flavored. I forgot he doesnt like any caffeine flavored food. But i ate 2 slices of the cake since the day i surprised him with, and today i still see it in our ref. Maybe deep inside he feels happy about it, siyempre dads are ma-pride so fine i'll let him be. haha!

For fathers' day, i insisted (haha!) we eat dinner at Savory GH, and we did and boy i slept soundly that night. exagge, kidding! but i was so happy because ive been craving for their chicken, pancit and most especially their very delicious gravy since god knows when and finally i was satisfied wooohhooo!!!

My sister called me and said she and her hubby will just be having dessert because they already ate dinner at their home so i just ordered 2 whole roasted chickens, 2 long life pancit cantons, and 2 yang chow fried rice. 15 minutes after the food was laid before us, it was gone! (hey i just had 2 pcs of chicken :) ) it was my two brothers' task to finish all the food we ordered, no left overs pls. and that was just what they did. they even made soup of the gravy, good thing it was bottomless, like their tap water.

cant wait for bj's birthday! savory escolta here we come! :)

Laughtrip #1

Currently playing: Whip it - Devo

I'm just at home on a Friday night. My groupmates and I were supposed to do our thesis amendments now, good thing it was moved tomorrow night. Wow, sucky weekend! Anyways, I was just plurking and surfing the net, when my friends Bj and Reymart decided to make fun of me and they made this pic


ako lang naman yung nagmukang basura sakanila noh?!?!?!

HAHAHAHAHAHA grabe sobrang laughtrip, I cant stop laughing, even right this sec. They even said "Babs and friends on the way to Wai Ying." Wai Ying is our favorite chinese resto in Binondo. You should try eating there it's sooooo addictingly (imbento ng word eh noh) delicious and cheap at the same time like a rice meal which is really big costs P100 and steamed tofu for P40?!?!?!

"just keep laughing... :)"

Joe's Apartment

Remember that movie? It was premiered in the 1990's. Back then I was still a kid and for some reason I enjoyed it. But I had bittersweet feelings for this movie. I find Jerry O'Connell hot and handsome - back then. hahaha! and just how they made the movie, how they made the scenes as such, really amused me. Kind of like the early Adam Sandler movies which were dumb but hilarious.

Anyways, I just hate the whole cockroach brouhaha in the movie. Especially when Joe was about to eat the 2 roaches in his cereal, and they were already inside his mouth. OMG. I THINK I'M GONNA DIE IF THAT WAS ME. I remember my sister accidentally sucked on a roach egg when she thought it was a black bean because the viand she ate had lots of black beans. AAACCCKKK. I really hate roaches. They were even zoomed in the movie, you could see their whole physique. Yuck, just thinking about the things to include in this entry freaks me out. I don't even know why they exist in the world when everyone kills them, even animals though unconsciously they do so. Don't get me wrong, I can kill them when they're on the floor, but when they're flying or in the wall.. uhhmm.. I try to leave the place asap before it lands on me. hahaha! They say the more you hate, the more you love. I could even smell their presence. Even if they're hiding in something and that thing is in a room full of other things, I could smell them and my senses don't lie. Here are some reasons why I could hate them so much: I've been bitten in the eye lid once when we were in the province, accidentally stepped on one bare foot and one time I was just standing, minding my own business when one suddenly crept up on me!

Anyways, even if roaches in real life are as helpful as the ones in the movie, I still can't embrace them as a relevant living creature. I'm sorry but they just gotta go!

Quotable Quotes #1 by Babskidoodles

LSS: Blame It by Jamie Foxx featuring T-Pain
Current mood: sleepy and sticky

Numero Uno : OPINIONS are a MUST at work.

However, only for work related matters. :)

I got a grade of 4 for the Judgment part because I guess I don't "Use logic or common sense, foresee effects of errors; able to choose options to do job better."

Hmmm.. a 4 isn't really bad, I'm just a little grade conscious because 5 is the perfect score. But I was just thinking when I didn't use COMMON SENSE during my OJT. It's like saying I'm dumb, you know? I'm just scared if I speak up, they won't take it seriously... (reason accepted!)

Probably my boss remembered my xerox machine incident, when I forgot to remove the stapler from the papers and just shoved them in the originals compartment because I was so hungry and my friends were already in the restaurant waiting for me so it got stuck and I panicked because their xerox machine looked so expensive, it was super hi-tech, like touch screen and all.

Anyways, lesson learned! There's always a first time for everything. :)

If I were a Boy

WARNING: This post is just my opinion, so please don't get mad at the things you are about to read. :)

No, this post isn't about Beyonce's song. I've been "one of the boys" ever since god knows when, never the girlfriend. huhuhu. but wait, that's not the reason why I'm blogging. hahaha. So, just for a day, I want to be a boy and see the world from a different perspective.

While some of my guy friends are completely honest with me, for instance, opening up about their sex lives, and in general, how they think, some still act like they're real gentlemen but the obvious is the obvious and most often than not I say it to their face to stop pretending. BOYS WILL BE BOYS!

I'm not being a sexist, I'm not saying that women are better than men either. I believe men and women are equal. :) It's just that for some reason, based on my experience, it is quite easier to make friends with boys. They easily open up to me. But I don't easily open up to them :( You can do more things with them like sports, hard core travelling and stuff when I'm the adventurous type.

I want to be a boy for a day because I would want to know what they think about their girlfriends and girl friends. How they back stab them and dish out their secrets to their "compares". I know, I know. As if we don't do such things. hahaha Like I said, I just want to know. So maybe I can figure out if they are judging us fair and square.

And maybe, just maybe, I can figure out how to act so women can get the man they want (now didn't that just sound so desperate?) because the saying "Just be yourself" doesn't work for some people, right? Oh, also maybe I can give guys some points on what women like with men. What and what not to do, you know.

Besides, If I were a Boy, I'd probably have had a lot of chicks and girlfriends by now. Because in school they always scream my name like I'm some celebrity and give me the biggest hugs like we haven't seen each other for the longest time. Cracking jokes and teasing boys is easier compared to doing it to women because they are less sensitive. But that less of sensitiveness is also bad because when the couple fights, the guy tends to be apathetic. Or is that term too harsh? you get what I mean!

Anyways, I can't think of any more reasons why I want to be a Boy for a day. But I do have plenty. I just can't get it out of my mind. Maybe next time. :)

Missing Mom

As all of my friends know, my mom's in the US for so many years now and I'm very excited to join her there.

Since I'm the youngest brood of the family, it's only natural that I'm the one who's closest to both parents. When I was a kid, I was literally the tail of my mother. Every where she goes, she would drag me along with her - to the bank, market, A-N-Y-W-H-E-R-E. Sadly, she rarely took me shopping. But hey, I was a kid then so I wasn't into shopping yet.

She left when I was about to enter high school for work and now we are closest than ever. She would often call, usually in the wee hours of the morning and we would just talk about everything. But the most memorable conversation we had was about me and relationships. I never thought I could open up to her about that part of my life because she wasn't the gentle loving mother that she should be. We even cried on the phone (yuck, hahaha!) Somehow when I was maturing, she matured as a mother as well. She became more understanding than my father in the field of relationships and more open minded with the things I would want to do in my life.

Sadly I don't have a digital picture of her with me because the last time I personally saw her was during me and my sister's graduation last 2006 and we used a film-camera because the memory stick was full during my sister's grad.

I miss her so much, it's hard not to have a mother with me. There are times when I run out of girl stuff, I call up my dad and ask him to buy me those. Example: NAPKINS. Ask my friends, they've heard me have these phone conversations, asking him a favor to buy me this and that.

Mom, I'm really, really excited to be there with you. Also dad. So when Chino and I are stable enough, I'd send you home, okay? And maybe, I'd come home too.

Rainy Season, Emo Season

It's rainy season once again, (that's exactly what i said when it started raining hard during mid-summer). Women with fashionable taste can finally wear their knit tops and boots with the fur. On the other hand, I'm just writing this post because I'm bored.

Ever since god knows when I've always loved the rainy season. I love the smell of earth passing through my windows, the cold feeling on my skin and all the other emo stuff you can relate to when it rains.

I think about plenty of things when it rains. But rainy seasons are better when you are with your significant other on the couch, drinking warm coffee/milk tea/chocolate, searching for human warmth (no malice, please.) and just talk about random stuff.

"...even the nights are better, since I found you...." even the nights are better by Airsupply

Now what?

So I'm finally done with the Data Inventory this morning. Now what? Oh yeah, today's Nicky's birthday. He's now 29 years YOUNG and he treated all his friends even from those in other departments morning merienda. He also treated us to a banquet lunch - Palabok, Spaghetti, Roasted Chicken, Liempo and Cake. After eating, I felt real groggy from all the sugar I've consumed. And now I'm really bored, so I'm writing this blog.

Kel didn't come to work today, so I don't have internet access in the laptop, so I'm using the library computer. There's something wrong with the BSP internet. Ever since this week, I'm having a hard time Plurking. For those of you who are unaware of what Plurk is, it is quite similar to Twitter. Only much better because it's more fun, it's like a game where you have to increase you karma points to have more cool smileys. It's like chatting, although better because you can't access any chat programs in the BSP internet, good thing they didn't ban this website - yet. Now, I totally cannot access Plurk. SHIT.

Tomorrow's my last day at work, I feel bittersweetness. I'm excited for school and to graduate, but I'll also miss EFLC most especially..

Kudos to all of us!

I thought my last OJT week would be a blast. but noooooooo...... :(

Dad the Mechanic

2 weeks ago, Babsmobile broke down in Zobel Roxas Street. Good thing my dad managed to park it beside a Burger Machine stand and he tried to fix it on his own, without having much of a tool except a mere negative screw driver, just so we could arrive home safe and sound.

well, he wasn't successful although this is not the first time he tried fixing cars. he tells me when he was in his early 20s he used to just pop the hood and see what he can fix. technically he learned fixing cars on his own, also with some help from his mechanic friends. small car problems, when some people would still take their cars to the auto shops to get fixed, my dad can manage here in our humble garage.

once i leave for the states, this is one of the very many reasons why i'll miss my dad. even though i'm used to getting stuck in the middle of EDSA because of a broken spark plug, overheating, dead battery, or the starter machine won't work, i'll miss discussing cars and car parts with him.

Love you, dad!

Death has just begun

This week, Miss Nina's leave finally is in effect, for at least 10 days. Her husband's scheduled for a kidney transplant tomorrow at Manila Doctors Hospital, may God help her family, a successful operation and his fast recovery. With this in effect, I am transferred to the ground floor of the EFLC Statistical Information. Shit. From chilling in the Conference Room at the second floor, awaiting Dexter's kilig updates with her relationship with Nicky, I am now sitting 8 hours in Miss Nina's chair, answering phone calls. DUH! I just wish on my first job i wont be doing something like this, something that would make me underemployed! the air conditioning is just above my head. soon i'll be a block of ice in this position. good thing they let me borrow again this laptop to keep me "busy", hell yeah, soon enough id be running out of websites to visit, ideas to blog and status to plurk.

oh i almost forgot, my girl-boss here, Ding, told me, after a week we should play name-that-tune because Miss Cora has the radio on forever playing jologs songs. she also told me she memorized the commercials already and is singing along with it too.

from hanging out with the yuppies, im now with the oldies. at least i got my own desk hahahaha! i just wish i wont be stuck here until my last day!! i only have 10 days left man!!

so hottie, move fast!! ;)

Mothers are not robots

Yesterday was Mother's Day and suprisingly, my mother called! (weird, i was supposed to call her) and we didnt have the usual mother-daughter conversation. i think she had a checklist on her mind on the things she would like to remind me: my chest xray, vaccines follow-up, my sister, my brothers, my dad and of course, the never-ending search of my childhood ballet pics. after all these were discussed, i asked her what time it was in San Diego, she said it was 10:30 pm and i told her she shouldnt have called me, she should have gone to bed. and this is what she said that really touched me: "siyempre namiss kita!" and i was being a jock of a daughter and i teased her "yihheee, touched naman ako" and giggled. but swear, i really was touched. for the last phone calls i had with my mother, she would only remind me of the usual stuff or get mad at me for not obeying her orders. then at the end of the conversation, our parting words are always "Love you ma, God bless take care always." so those words were no longer something special. she may always yell at me, which honestly i dont like, sometimes i raise my voice to her and she's silent for a while. im afraid when i finally stay there we might just end up arguing everyday. the last time she went home, we were at the worst terms. for about 2 months we didnt speak to each other. i still went to school instead of taking her to the airport with the rest of my family. im just praying she'll have more patience or else id send her back here in the Philippines. Kidding!

even though she's a pain in the arse most of the time, she is still as loving and every good word you can think of. can you imagine, she's working real hard for us, living alone in America, awaiting for my presence because my brother finally joined the army, so she's alone again.

i promise when i arrive there, i'd be a complete slave to her for about a month, until i can get a job and pamper her and buy all the things she wants, TAX FREE.

oh how i miss my mom :'(

inspire me.

i just realized i cant think of anything to write in this blog of mine. i need inspiration. COME MY WAY! it's not that i'm a dumb person or any of that sort, it's just that i read my friend's blog recently, and he writes really good. even the most odd topics, he could write a thousand words about it. for example: cockroaches. woah! how odd was that! but i agree with what he said about cockroaches, how they die and soon the world may be invested by roaches like how people are now.

nothing's happening now, even the most recent movie i watched, i have nothing to say but it's really nice (Wolverine).

fine, i'll watch some chick flicks! so i'll have realizations and blog about it!

BED

it's getting late. i gotta go to bed. :)