BOLD STARS Note: I'm adding the english version to accomodate a reader's request
My officemate, who's married with 2 kids just told me the funniest story while smoking in the pantry after lunch. Her 5-year-old daughter is super antipatika and she talks and acts so much older for her age. My officemate told me that she and her husband sleeps with their children in one room and like any normal husband and wife, they regularly have sex. She got so shocked one morning when her 5-year-old tells her..
daughter: Ma, nag-bold na naman kayo kagabi noh? (You were naked again last night, huh?) officemate: Ha?!?!? paano mo nasabi yan? (What?!? What made you say that?) daughter: kasi narinig kita eh. sabi mo Ahhh..Ahh...Ahh!!! (Because I heard you last night. You said..Ahhh...Ahh...Ahh!!!)
HAHAHAHAHAHA! Nakakahiyaaaa!!!
Bunny @ Friday, February 27, 2004
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Wanda read my mind. She just perfectly described what and how I feel. Her essay/commentary on choices made me feel so much better this morning. There's no link to that particular entry but if you visit her blog, you'll see it at her Feb 24 entry.
Some excerpts:
"And after choosing, there is also the matter of safeguarding that choice. After all, love is not a blinder. The phrase “I only have eyes for you” will wear thin with time. Love will not automatically take out the appeal of the people around you forever. In a way, love means seeing the beauty that there still is around you, and saying your beloved is worth it. It is reaffirming your choice in the midst of so many other options.
Because somewhere down the line, you will find other people attractive. You will find some form of empathy and comfort in someone else. It’s almost inevitable, because this is how we are made. It’s in our physiology. But love means choosing your beloved even in the face of that. Love means that although someone else is beautiful and smart and understanding, you choose to close that door. Simply because that someone else is not the someone you love." -----------------------------------------------------
"Yes, I believe that ultimately, love is a choice. To choose to be with someone is to choose to not to be with anyone else. It is a choice to accept, but it also comes with sacrifice. And when a choice is made, it is up to us to uphold what we have chosen. To draw our lines, and to draw them so that we see and don’t forget. Because we know -- we have no question -- that choosing him, choosing to love him, is worth it."
Hunny and i have been spending the past 2 nights playing Beach life. We're sooooo hooked. And in this light, my flatmate and i have been spending the last 2 days looking for her boat/ship (basta superferry) ticket to Boracay for Holy week. She placed it inside the vase daw where we put all the bills (basically, things we need to pay for but would like to forget about) and the last time she saw it was last Monday. And now it's gone. The only thing that's left inside the vase is a deck of playing cards. And it's pissing me off a bit because why would you put something worth 3,000 bucks inside a vase?!?! Even her passport is just lying around. And now she's pointing her finger at everyone, most especially my sister who cleaned up and placed all our bills inside a drawer. She might have thrown it daw kasi. I kept on telling her that I didn't see a freaking blue envelope with Sharon Cuneta's face plastered in front of it. Hay naku. It's not our fault she's not responsible for own stuff, right?
Teka, why am i ranting? This was not what i was supposed to write about today.
As i was saying....ah! Beach Life...there. So now, I'm in vacation mode. I already booked (we're still waitlisted) tickets for me and Hunny to Coron this coming Holy Week but i just remembered last ngiht that I needed to call them back last Feb. 20 to check if we can get confirmed for the flight or not. And since it's already past the 20th, i'll have to call Seair and book again, which makes our already slim chances of getting confirmed, much much slimmer. Bad trip.
I can't wait to get a tan. I can't wait to lie in the sand with a good book. I want to feel the heat in the striped pink bikini that Charo bought for me while I drink Frozen Margarita and Piña Colada. Get me out of this city!!!
Bunny @ Thursday, February 26, 2004
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Wednesday, February 25, 2004
Sarap ng walang pasok.
Bunny @ Wednesday, February 25, 2004
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Monday, February 23, 2004
I want to write a novel.
I want to go to Bora-Bora.
I want to live in Brazil at some point in my life.
I want to dance like Beyonce. (asa pa ako!)
I want to stop smoking. (in time, in time...)
I want to be somebody's Mom someday.
I want to get married.
I want FPJ to lose this coming elections *crosses fingers*
I want to go shopping.
I want my family to be eternally happy.
I want the Philippines to be debt-free.
I want world peace.
I want to do something good and actually be known for it.
I want to meet Jim Morrison (will only take a miracle)
I want to smoke a joint with Bob Marley (another miracle)
I want a massage.
Bunny @ Monday, February 23, 2004
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Aaaaarrrrgggggghhhh!!!
I am not having a good morning. At all!!! It's one of those days where i wanna get up from my desk and scream, "I QUIT!!!", then storm out of the office and slam the door. On top of the zillion things I need to get done today: meeting with a bride-to-be this morning coz she's having the people in her entourage measured, lots of purchase orders from a client to fill up, 3 meetings this afternoon (in makati, ortigas and quezon city), my boss texts me early this morning asking me to do 4 reports! Does he actually think I sit here all day doing nothing?!?!
I'm really pissed and everyone here in the office suddenly doesn't want to talk to me coz I'm really, really pissed. I can be scary din pala.
So i spent the weekend at home. Felt really good to see everyone that really matters again. I have the sweetest dad who as soon as I got home asked Manang to prepare the Liempo and Chicken. We had a barbecue dinner! My dad's chicken and liempo marinade is the best!!! The chicken tastes almost like Aristocrat's chicken BBQ. It tastes so good I was actually thinking of asking Papa to make a business out of it. Hehe! Needless to say, i pigged out. Even my cousin, Dino stayed for dinner. While waiting for the BBQ to get cooked, my almost 2-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi took me and my sister, Sunshine, out for a walk. Yeah, its really the other way around, unfortunately. Hehe!
Will blog more later...my bestfriend needs the phone. Ciao!
Bunny @ Sunday, February 22, 2004
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Saturday, February 21, 2004
Last week, I updated my resume at Jobstreet. Not that I'm looking for a new job, its just that you'll never know what might suddenly come up. In fact, just 2 weeks ago, a headhunter was bugging me to come see her coz she had a job offer for me and the offer was really good. Okay, really high. But i couldn't find the time to meet up with her (they needed someone to fill in the position immediately) and I'm not too keen about being in e-commerce anymore so i just had to let that go. And for the past 2 days, I've been getting a few emails from IT companies asking me to come for an exam/interview. And mind you, although I'm no longer in the IT industry, I still know who the good ones are and these companies who have emailed me are darn good.
Is that a sign?
I'm happy with my job, i love what i do, no question about that although I don't find it that financially rewarding anymore. And a couple of key people in the office have already spoken to me about their intentions of resigning soon. And with me living independently now, i super have to budget my finances (no more shopping sprees for me) and what I'm earning is just super enough. Jobs in IT pay really well compared to jobs in retail but the latter is really fun.
Ohhhhh, what to do, what to do?!?!
Bunny @ Saturday, February 21, 2004
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Thursday, February 19, 2004
Today is such a nonsense day for me. I don't think I was able to do anything productive except talk to a couple of bride-to-be's about their wedding gowns and dresses for their entourage.
Speaking of future brides, my good good friend Charo is getting married next year and we can't wait to throw her a bridal shower! We all crack up whenever we're together and we're just brainstorming on what kind of activities (most of the ones we've come up with are so kinky, it freaks Charo out) we can do. You see, Charo's engagement is the first one in the group so her bridal shower will sort of be a "guinea pig" for us. (Cha, are you scared na? Haha!) I'm really, really excited! Ideas, anyone?
Bunny @ Thursday, February 19, 2004
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I got this text message from a friend that sent me laughing out so loud (corny talaga ako) with my boss infront of me....
Friend: FPJ is an American...
Me: Oh, so they made a decision na?
Friend: Because his mother is Winnie the Poe.
Nakakainissssss!!!
Bunny @ Thursday, February 19, 2004
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Wednesday, February 18, 2004
HOME
When I recieved a text message from my flatmate last night saying: "I'm home na. Where are you?", I had to think for a few seconds what she meant by "home". Did she mean the condo or her family's home in Paranaque? (she meant the condo pala)
I could never get around to calling the condo we're renting "Home". Home is being able to stay in my room...alone. Condo living means never being alone in the room. Home is watching TV with my sisters while munching chips. Condo living is watching TV with flatmates while smoking a thousand cigarettes and ocassionally munching chips. Home is eating REAL FOOD, while condo living means feasting on my favorite canned goods (family's brand spanish style sardines, purefoods corned beef and argentina spicy meatloaf). Home means never having to go to the laundromat every weekend. Home doesn't require me to iron my clothes every freaking day. Shucks...i miss home.
I miss Manang who was so close to my lola that when my lola passed away, I treated her like my Lola. I miss my dad's cooking. I miss my sister, Kristine's cooking and the massages she's always forced to give me (sometimes in exchange for 50 bucks, hehe!). I miss my sister, Francine's funny stories about her life in UP Manila (na-culture shock ata) and her ka-kikayan. I miss my youngest sister, Sunshine's pangungulit and endless stories about my dog, Tashi. I miss Tashi. I miss the way he gets really wild and happy when he sees me. I miss home.
I think I'll go home this weekend. *sigh*
Bunny @ Wednesday, February 18, 2004
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Tuesday, February 17, 2004
I'm looking at my 13-year-old sister's friendster profile and I am, in a way, dumbfounded by her personal details...
Gender: Female
Interested in Meeting People for: Dating, Serious Relationship (Men),Friends, Activity Partners (shudder!!!) Status: Single
Age: 18 (Aaaccckkkkk!!! she's only 13 for crying out loud!)
I'm soooo tempted to make her a testimonial that says, "Hoy! While I'm still paying for your tuition, you are in no position to lie about your age and I am so not allowing you to date or have a serious relationship. Not until you're REALLY 18. Don't even think about it or else: Isusumbong kita kay Papaaaaa!!!"
And then i thought, there is no way she's going to approve that testimonial. Tsk tsk tsk.
Bunny @ Tuesday, February 17, 2004
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Monday, February 16, 2004
I did get to watch their concert last friday!!! Thanks to boyfriend's biking and football buddy A for sparing us some tickets!
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I have a confession. Parang i want to watch this movie. Parang lang, ha? Hehe! Speaking of movies and more kabaduyan, I'm watching Milan after work with Charo and Kookie. Kasama ka ba, Jovan?
Had a pretty good laugh while watching American Idol 3 last night. Was curious to see William Hung coz everyone who's seen his audition has been telling me to watch out for it. He sucked but my heart really goes out to the guy. And what he told the judges was really moving.."I already gave my best. I have no regrets at all." Isn't that the nicest way to confront our failures? I really love what he said. Can't get it out of my head.
Idol kita!
Bunny @ Friday, February 13, 2004
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COKE KO TOH!
The first time i saw the new coke commercial, i found it really cute. BUT...nakakasawa na siya! Overkill!!! First, there were the nuns, then came the scene in the jeepney and now, soldiers! Its just too much.
Just ranting.
Bunny @ Friday, February 13, 2004
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A VALENTINE STORY (hehe!)
I was in the bus this morning and we stopped by Boni to get more passengers. Right outside the bus was a couple and the girl was about to go inside the bus but her boyfriend stopped her and turned to go to the other bus which happened to be "ordinary" (a.k.a. non-airconditioned). Upon seeing this, the frustrated conductor (who seemed so exhausted from persuading people to take our bus) yelled at the couple and said, "Walanghiya! Miss, pinapahirapan ka lang niyan! Iwanan mo na yan!"
I stopped taking cabs to work last month to cut down on my expenses (Also, i discovered commuting can actually be a bit of fun). This morning, I decided to take a cab because i was running late for work and it was just one of those days where i felt pretty. Too pretty to commute. bleecch!(palibhasa, i'm wearing a skirt today, hehe!) So anyway, the name of the cab was Sinbad and guess what the driver looked like? He lived up to the name of the cab he was driving! He had a silver hoop earring on his right ear and he had a silver necklace, bracelet and a chunky ring to match! To top it all of, skinhead pa siya. Wala lang, aliw!
Just a thought: Wouldn't it be so cool if cab drivers would place a copy of the day's paper at the backseat of the cab so their passengers can read while stuck in traffic or something? I mean, instead of demanding passengers to pay for extra, why not put extra value to your service, right? I surely won't mind adding a few more bucks for that.
Bunny @ Wednesday, February 11, 2004
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Monday, February 09, 2004
THE BETWEEN BOYFRIENDS BOOK: A collection of cautiously hopeful essays
For many months now, I've been dying for this book by Cindy Chupack, one of the writers and executive producers of Sex and the City. I came upon it last November at Fully Booked (the red velvet cover attracted me) and I ended up giggling alone. I must have looked like a psycho to the other people in the bookstore. I found it a tad expensive kasi so I didn't buy it. What I would do instead was go there whenever i have free time, sit in one of the chairs and start from whatever page i left off the last time. Cheapo ko noh? Hehehehe! Kulang na lang, i-dogear ko yung pages!!! The book features a collection of her witty, sarcastic and poignantly funny essays about love, singlehood and everything else in between. My favorite essays in the book are "Sexual Sorbet", "Last Call", "Getaway Bar", "The Real New York Marathon" and "Hey Baby Weight". Now, come to think of it, i love all her essays!
Will share with you some words i gathered from this hilarious book!
RELATIONSHIP RE-RUNS: A sobering stage when you realize that the men you meet are basically repeats of the men you've already dated.
PREMATURE "WE" JACULATION: A commom dating dysfunction occuring when one member of a couple uses the word "we" before the other is ready.
LAST CALL: A bachelor's final desperate phone call warning ex-girlfriends he's about to go off the market.
Bunny @ Monday, February 09, 2004
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Went to Charo and Jovan's pamamanhikan yesterday and it was loads of fun!!! I also ate way too much! Thanks Cha and Jovan for yesterday! Much love to the both of you!!! (Psst...Charo, i want cake! Hehe!)
Kookie and I hitched a ride with a friend going to Charo's place yesterday and we were talking about his very recent breakup. He was telling me about this one conversation he had with his ex that sent me and Kookie laughing...
Friend: the problem with you is you always want to be treated like a princess.
Ex: whats wrong with that? Every girl should be treated like a princess.
Friend: Sure, but not from a servant's point of view.
Touche`.
Bunny @ Monday, February 09, 2004
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Friday, February 06, 2004
If you're home on a Thursday night and you have Star World on cable, do what I did last night...i saw Season 3 of American Idol!!! I've always wondered why people were going crazy over this show. Prior to watching it, I remember Janeane Garofalo guesting in Jay Leno saying that American Idol has the highest ratings but what the producers don't realize is that probably 70% or 80% of those who watch the show watch it to diss it. And was she sooooo right about that. My flatmate and I laughed our fat asses off last night. The episode last night showed auditions that were held in Atlanta. Apparently, the judges travel to different states to look for prospective American Idols. And it's absolultely hilarious to see people who cannot sing a note and carry a tune try out. I mean, after 2 seasons, you'd think people would have an idea as to what kind of talent the show is looking for. But no! It's craaazzzyyyy!!! Seriously, i'm no singer but i can do so much better than some of those who tried out.
Watch next week's episode (they're holding auditions in Houston, this time.) and the preview was funnnyyyy!!!
Bunny @ Friday, February 06, 2004
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Thursday, February 05, 2004
JUST FOR GIGGLES
My sister, Francine told me this joke that sent me laughing....will share.
Anong sinabi ng batang centipede sa dad niya na ikinagalit ng dad niya? Answer: Dad, bilhan mo ako ng sapatos...
Anong sinagot ng daddy centipede? Answer: Gusto mo sipain kita?
Corny ba? Sorry, but this made me laugh and i really need one right now...not having a very good week, at all.
Bunny @ Thursday, February 05, 2004
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Tuesday, February 03, 2004
PRETTIER THAN A DAISY
My lola died recently and i was asked to give the eulogy. On the day of the burial, I could not come up with anything so i wrote my lola a letter. And so it goes....
Dear Lola,
Did I ever tell you the story about God's garden? Someone once told me that we all belong to God's garden and we are his flowers. He takes care of us, watches over us, takes out the weeds in our lives and makes sure we are all well. And when we've bloomed in a way that is beautiful and perfect in his eyes, he takes us away from his garden and brings us with him in his home.
You have a beautiful soul, Lola. I am so grateful to God because out of all the Lolas in the world, he gave me you. Lola, thank you for loving me the way you do. Thank you for all the massages you would give me whenever I feel sick. I will always believe that your touch heals. Thank you for always helping me out, for waiting up for me whenever I go home late at night. Thank you for never failing to say, Ang ganda at sexy ng apo ko!" before I leave the house. Thank you for being so kulit about me bringing baon to work because I refuse to eat breakfast in the morning. Thank you for always asking me to cook you ginisang sayote and adobo. You always loved whatever I cook even when my sisters seem to think otherwise. You are so selfless, isusubo mo na lang, ibibigay mo pa. I love you, Lola. You have taught me to live life to the fullest, to be strong and brave and to go for whatever I want. I will miss you so so much but while I mourn your demise, I find happiness in knowing that you, my Lola, the most beautiful flower in God's garden is in a better and happier place. Please don't stop watching over me from where you are. I love you.
Your crispy pata eating partner,
Bunny
Bunny @ Tuesday, February 03, 2004
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BULAGAAAAAAA!!!
Yes it is me! And whether you like it or not, I am blogging again and I'm never going away! mwahahahaha! Thanks Jovan for "re-baptizing" my blog. Hehehe!
I really don't know where or how to start, i was on hiatus for such a long time. Oh well, I'm hoping to get my blogging mojo (eeehhhh did i ever have one?) back as I go along...
Bunny @ Tuesday, February 03, 2004
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about moi
Loves the beach, wishes she had more time and money to travel, recently got hooked to
climbing mountains, reads anything she can get her hands on, frustrated writer, adores her
3-year-old Lhasa Apso, Tashi,
constantly needs caffeine, wonders when she'll quit smoking, and will most
likely die due to liver complications from drinking too much (if the cigarettes
doesn't get to her lungs first). Can't live without accessories especially
big, dangling earrings, shoe freak (aren't we all?), sucker for discovering
hole-in-the-wall restaurants, will ingest anything spicy, enjoys giving and receiving
massages, addicted to Friends, Sex and the City and CSI, goes gaga over kids, dreams of
being alone with Jim Morrison and smoking a joint with Bob
Marley. Would love to party with Gwen Stefani, shop with Patricia Field, write poetry with
Maya Angelou and have Sting, Nelson Mandela, Mark Twain and Bono over for
dinner.