Friday, July 22, 2011
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
Trouble
When a troubled person dies, his problem does not die along with him, no matter what the case may be. Even in his death, he would not be at peace, knowing that the people surrounding him would suffer the consequences. And he would only be at peace once his unfinished business has been resolved. We are not like Jesus, when He died for us, yes we were saved, but He could only die once and it is up to us to save our race.
I just hope, with all my heart and with all my might, that he and she will not leave this world passing their heavy burden to their children, who have learned from this experience, could have lived the life they have dreamed and worked hard for, but instead endured the pains from this unfinished business. Who would have thought there is such a thing as the perfect family? Even Jesus was born in a manger, His parents didnt have much, and He was a carpenter.
Now that he has only a few years to live (according to him due to his age, not his condition), his only wish is to leave the world with every problem solved. Currently I do not know what her wish is. Dear God, please bless this couple. They started out as happy lovers, they had almost everything, a happy family, steady income and now that their children have come of age, even as they've graduated, the problem has grown much worst. Please bless them that they wont lose hope, no matter how long it takes, there's always a light at the end of the tunnel, so keep walking, no matter how long the tunnel is.
Wednesday, April 20, 2011
Hair Styles
Meet Reymart Cerin, one of my good friends from college. We met last Saturday for a quick shopping and occasional milk tea at Greenhills, and I would like to share his current hairstyle.
I admire his courage for being able to pull off this look. This is what it looks like from the side.
Kinda reminds me of Willow Smith's.

I whip my hair back and forth, I whip my hair back and forth..
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Sharing: Chuvaness

Was just reading one of my favorite blogs when I came upon her wedding picture. Cecil Van Straten is known as having a very unique sense in fashion, as seen in this photo. She is wearing a kimono as her wedding gown and being an avid fan of her posts, it's quite obvious she loves everything Japanese. I cannot say this picture is old school traditional, at least compared to my parents' wedding pic. :)
Friday, April 15, 2011
Goodbye 2010, Hello 2011!
It's been a while since I've updated this blog. 2010 was a bad year for me, I got the job that I wanted in that bank in Tower One, sadly it wasnt for me (the job or the people managing that company) so I had to leave and fret for my dear career. Anyway, I found light in another bank and currently I am still there, 8 months and going strong. :) I'm still waiting for my Big Move somewhere, will blog about that when it happens. Check out some of my favorite blog sites: www.chuvaness.com www.seaofshoes.com www.fashionpulis.com
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Merry Christmas 2009!!!!
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.
Friday, December 4, 2009
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
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. :(
Thursday, November 12, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
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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. :)
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.
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.
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
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. :(
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
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.
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.
Sunday, September 13, 2009
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
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
Thursday, September 10, 2009
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.
Besides, nothing relevant is happening to me here in the Philippines, I gotta leave. ASAP. like this October.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Monday, August 31, 2009
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.
Saturday, August 29, 2009
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. :)
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. :)
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