Tuesday, March 30, 2004AARRGGGHH!!!
I was feeling sick all weekend. Felt really exhausted and sluggish even if I wasn't doing anything stressful. Hellooo, i stayed indoors all weekend!!! Was incessantly complaning about how my body ached like hell. And i had a bad headache that didn't want to go away. And then yesterday, I felt worse. Food that was supposed to taste good didn't taste good--at all. I was complaining to Charo about our company having this policy that everytime you go on sick leave, even if its just LBM, you need to show HR a medical certificate before they approve your leave. Hellooo, pupunta pa ako ng doctor dahil lang sa LBM?! Buti if they'll be the ones paying for consultation fees, tiba? I think God heard me and decided to really make me sick.
Yesterday afternoon, I had fever, slight fever lang naman. And then, last night, right after hunny left my condo (thanks for bringing me chicken soup, noodle soup and fruits! love you!), i found a blister on my thigh. Didn't hurt, didn't itch.
I'll make this short and sweet: I HAVE CHICKEN POX!!!
I've never had chicken pox and I didn't really think I would ever get it, even if people say that you're bound to get it once in your entire lifetime. I can't have it now, I'm too old. I don't want scars on my body especially my face. I spent last night reading about chicken pox over the internet (thank you, google!) and I have all the symptoms! And when i woke up this morning, i found more of the blister-like thingies. It's not a lot, less than 10 butligs but, its getting itchy and no, I'm not scratching!!! I'm soooo pissed!!! And my birthday is coming up in 2 weeks, I don't want to spend the 7th anniversary of my debut in isolation! Waaaaaaaaahhh!!! This.really.sucks.
Now, I'm scared Hunny might get it too coz he spent time with me last night. Sana, wag naman. So, expect a lot of posts from me in the next week as I am sure to be bored stiff here in the condo. Buti na lang, i don't have anything planned for holy week. Shucks, I need new DVD's. Pakshet.
Bunny @ Tuesday, March 30, 2004
I watched this movie last night on dvd and it's a fantastic film!!! We've had the dvd for a month now but I didn't feel like watching it coz I had a feeling it was going to be boring. Was I wrong! It's a great film about hope, about learning how to deal with failure and pain, teaching yourself to rise everytime you fall, about not giving up even when everyone is telling you to, and about building and sustaining great friendships, even when it is between a man and an animal. And well, it's going to make you want your own horse. Hehe!
Never did fancy Tobey Maguire, but he was really good in this film! You're going to adore Chris Cooper, too!
Bunny @ Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Monday, March 29, 2004Found this on my college buddy's friendster photos. I have no idea where the hell she found it but it's funnnneeee!!!
Bunny @ Monday, March 29, 2004
Boys, you will be soooooooooo thrilled to know that she is on the cover of this month's FHM.
Haaaayyy, she makes me want to be man. Nakaka-tomboy! ahahahahaha! Kidding aside, I really find her Über pretty!
Grab your copy now!
Bunny @ Monday, March 29, 2004
Saturday, March 27, 2004I've been dying to blog for days now but there's just nothing to write about. I don't know if its just me, but i've been visiting other people's blogs and it seems that they have nothing to blog about as well. I think it's the !@#$%^& heat!
I wanted to post something yesterday so I thought of doing the friday five--my last resort at creating an entry, but turns out, even friday five didn't have any questions for me to answer. Boo hoo!
To the person who thought of this tagline: I applaud you. This is actually good. Unfortunately for you, we live in a religious country where child prostitution and sexual exploitation is rampant. Great tagline, wrong country.
And if i may add, I think your radio ad was all wrong. A man coming home late at night and his wife questioning him where he has been and asking if he's been fooling around with 15-year-olds just made things worse! You could probably have gotten away with just the billboard but this radio ad, was well, let me put it this way---you were asking for it.
Personally, I don't understand why everyone is making such a big deal out of this ad. Some are calling it obscene...well, i think obscenity is subjective. I don't get why women's right groups, the MTRCB, politicians and who else are picking on this brand while they're letting the other liquor brands get away with showing half naked or hell, even completely naked women on posters, prints ads and calendars? Or how did the movie, "Prosti" get approved by MTRCB? Isn't that a film about a student sleeping her way thru college? By showing that film, does it show that its ok to be a prostitute,even when you're underaged, as long as you have a pretty darn good reason for it? I'm just looking at both sides of the coin, here. Where's the justice in that, tiba?
I also don't understand why these politicians are so against this ad when they spend thousands on celebrities like the Viva Hot Babes, Sex bomb dancers, aubrey miles, Diana Zubiri, Maui Taylor and the like to perform dance/song numbers for their campaign. Do they actually think, men don't get turned on by these starlets even if they are just there to watch you campaign? Don't they think its possible that after watching these sexy stars perform, they'll get so horny, that they'll end up raping some girl who may or may not be a minor? *knock on wood*
Ang pla-plastic niyo. As in.
Its like one of my favorite bible verses (forgot from what book it is), "why look at the speck of dust in your brother's eye and not see the log in your own eye?" Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that I'm for this ad or that i don't see anything wrong with it--because I do. It's violating and yes, it does connote something bad. But in the same way, I just feel that we have better and more important things to worry about than this. If the government and most especially the media, wishes to put an end to everything and anything that will make people think of SEX, by all means, pick on Napoleon Brandy but after that, do something about the others too.
Just my 2 cents.
Bunny @ Saturday, March 27, 2004
Thursday, March 25, 2004TEXT SCAM
I got a text message this morning from this mobile number:09182635636
"Congrats! Your sim number won P850,000.00 last March 24/04. For details, call me now! I'm Ismael R. Apostol (GMACFI) SPD Info Officer. Ground floor, Central Bank, Manila."
I didn't reply. I was 90% sure this was a scam but I called Central Bank, just to be sure.
True enough, no one by the name of Ismael Apostol worked there and apparently, a lot of people have been looking for him. The woman I spoke to asked me if I recieved a text message telling me that I had won something. When i said, "yes", she informed me that this was indeed, a scam.
So everyone, beware.
I also just found out that my officemate's husband got a similar text message and these frauds ask for your savings account number giving you the reason that they'll deposit your winnings there. Yeah, right.
Buti na lang, hindi ako uto-uto.
Bunny @ Thursday, March 25, 2004
I've been reading mighty girl's blog for 2 years now and she has never stopped making me laugh. She's hilarious!
And now, she has merchandise! She finally came up with her own shirt and i want want want one!!!
Check it out!
Bunny @ Thursday, March 25, 2004
Monday, March 22, 2004I love shopping in SM department store. You can almost find anything and everything under the sun for a cheap price. And a lot of their stuff are really nice. Only problem is, the service (as Simon Cowell would put it) is absolutely ghastly.
Anyhoo, Hunny and I went to Megamall yesterday to buy some stuff he needs for the condo.
[while looking for glass coasters]
Me: Miss, san yung glass coasters?
Saleslady 1: ma'am yung plastic lang?
Saleslady 1:andun po. *points to the plastic section department*
i walk over to that area and still can't find the coasters...
Me: Miss, san yung mga glass coasters niyo?
Salelady 2: Ma'am?
Me: glass coasters? san nakalagay?
Saleslady 2: Glass coaster po? aaahhh...sa linens section po.
Me: Huh? Glass coasters sa linens? sure ka? Sabi saakin nung isang babae, dito daw yung glass coasters.
Saleslady 2: Ay ma'am, hindi po ako sure.
After searching the racks, I finally found the coasters. So we get 2 packs of glass coasters, one in blue and the another in orange. Cashier doesn't want to punch in the orange one coz the tag wasn't there. She was worried that the prices might be different. What i don't understand is, both coasters were exactly the same except for the color so i was 99.99% sure that they had the same price.
Me: Sige miss, kukuha na lang ako ng coaster na may tag.
*starts to walk away to get another pack of orange coaster*
Cashier: Kami nalang po kukuha.
Hunny: Yeah, let them do their job.
Cashier: Ay ma'am, san niyo po kinuha to?
Me: Kaya nga sabi ko ako na lang kukuha eh.
I walked away from the cashier coz I was afraid I would burst my bubble right there and i didn't want to end up saying something mean. By the way, i don't think they found the coasters so she ended up punching in the orange one without the tag, anyway.
We had to buy a few things at the supermarket before going home. We stopped by the baggage counter to drop off the shopping bags we were carrying with us.
Baggage boy: Sir, ano ang laman nito?
Baggage boy: hindi niyo po pwede iwan dito yan. Bawal po electronics.
Me: Bakit bawal?
Baggage boy: hindi po namin alam. basta bawal.
So i hand the guy the "Our Home" shopping bag i was holding...
Baggage Boy 2: Ma'am, ano naman laman nito?
Me: maliit lang na painting tsaka mga candles na nakalagay sa ceramic
Baggage Boy 2: Naku Ma'am, hindi din pwede ipasok yan.
When we got to the security guard..
Guard: Ma'am, pwedeng paki-iwan na lang ng gamit niyo sa baggage counter?
Me: Ano ba talaga?! Sabi nung mga tiga-baggae counter hindi to pwede iwan?
*guard looks at the baggage counter boys as if to ask if I was telling the truth*
Guard: sige po, pasok na po kayo.
Kakabwiseetttt. Service in this country sucks soooo bad.
Bunny @ Monday, March 22, 2004
Saturday, March 20, 2004IS IT JUST ME?
Hhmm....I'll make this short. I don't know if I should be touched or if I should find this weird. I just found out that my cousin who lives in the States had this tattooed on his arm right after our lola passed away.
Bunny @ Saturday, March 20, 2004
Finally got to watch this movie last night. I think everyone will agree with me that this is the best "feel good" movie of all time. I found myself saying, "Awwww" in so many scenes. My favorite characters were Liam Neeson and his son. The kid's view on love was just...wow!
MY FAVORITE LINES FROM THE MOVIE
Daniel: So what's the problem, Sammy-o? Maybe... school - are you being bullied? or is it, I don't know - something worse? Can you give me any clues at all?
Sam: You really want to know?
Daniel: I really want to know.
Sam: Even though you won't be able to do anything to help?
Daniel: Even if that's the case.
Sam: OK. The truth is... I'm in love.
Sam: The truth is I'm in love and there's nothing I can do about it, and it just keeps getting worse.
Daniel: Aren't you a bit young to be in love?
Daniel: Oh, OK, right. Well, I can't deny it. I'm a little relieved.
Daniel: Well, you know - I thought it might be something worse. Sam
Sam: Worse then the total agony of being in love?
Daniel: Oh. Yeah, you're right. Total agony.
Jamie: Its my favorite time of the day, driving you.
Aurelia: [in portugese] It is the saddest part of my day, leaving you.
Sam: Let us go get the shit kicked out of us by love.
Mark: To me, you are perfect
Mark: And my wasted heart will love you
Mark: Until you look like this
[picture of mummy]
Mark: Merry Christmas
Oh and by the way, hunny now calls me, "Plumpie". Ahuhuhuhuhu!!! Hehe!
Bunny @ Saturday, March 20, 2004
Friday, March 19, 2004BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY, TASHI BOY!
My little Lion,
I can't believe I forgot your birthday (March 4). I can't believe I wasn't able to give you a gift (will do that this weekend). You're 2 years old now, can't believe its been that long. Seems just like yesterday when we first picked you up from your Mommy Vicki's house. You were the best birthday gift, ever.
You were the youngest of 7 cute pups. Your Mommy Vicki named you and your other siblings from the colors of the rainbow. And because violet is the last color of the rainbow, she fondly called you, "Talong".
Because Lhasa Apso's orginated from Tibet, I gave you a Tibetan name. Your great great great grandpa was probably the Dalai Lama's favorite pet. Your name, Tashi means "good fortune" and indeed, that was what you brought me.
As with all other dogs, you have your quirks and eccentricities. You are like me and your daddy...very temperamental. You want to be left alone when you're in a bad mood or you will feel agitated otherwise. You love eating food which should not be eaten. How many times have I rushed you to the vet because you couldn't poo, only to find out from your gay doctor that you had eaten something toxic. I remember one time we went to pay him a visit and he took one look at your nails and said, "Naku, Tashi! Look at your nails. Parang eagle!" Hahaha! And remember that time we brought you to that nice lady's house in Makati to get you groomed? You gave her such a hard time even when she was already bribing you with all sorts of doggie treats. You're a bad, adorable boy. People have to work hard to earn your affection. You're fearless. I like that about you.
You give meaning to the phrase, "small but terrible". Your looks are so decieving. You look all cute and cuddly but you are very wary of strangers. Do you know that someone once asked Kristine if you were real? She was walking in the street while carrying you in her arms and a car stopped asking if you were a real dog? You look like a stuff toy, kasi. Do you know that there are 2 female Lhasa Apso's in the village who has a crush on you? Their "parents" want you to be the hubby/boyfriend of their doggies. But it's the lhasa apso who lives in Milan St., Angel, you really love, huh? I heard from Francine and Sunshine that you have been paying her weekly visits.
You've made all of us really happy, you know that? Thank you for jumping excitedly, wagging your tail and smothering us with kisses when you see us. It makes coming home all the more worth it. It's weird how you know when I'm sad, I don't know how you are able to sense it but nevertheless, thank you for sleeping beside me during those times.
I miss you, Tash. I'll see you this weekend and I'll give you the much needed bath that you hate (now, that trait, you didn't get from me. hehe!). I love you and thank you for keeping guard over Papa, Manang and my sisters. I promise to bring you those beggin' strips you love so much.
Bunny @ Friday, March 19, 2004
Thursday, March 18, 2004BYE, BEACH!
For the first time in years, I will spend Holy Week in Manila. Seair has informed me this morning that there is no way hunny and I will be able to get confirmed for Coron as all the passengers have been ticketed already. It's ok, at least I won't be spending.
I can still wear my bikini, sunbathe and swim at the pool of my hunny's condo. I really just need a tan, that's all.
CROSS YOUR FINGERS
I was on my way home yesterday when a prospective employer called me and wondered if I could be at his office in Pasig in half an hour for an interview. It was on the way, so I went. The guy looked really familiar and after telling me a little background about himself, i remembered seeing him being interviewed in TV. This successful businessman is so easy to talk to and I feel like there's so much I can learn from him. He mentioned getting a lot of resumes for the position but was really interested in my credentials. He's putting up a garments company and needs a general manager to hire people, set up the office and basically, just organize everything. I want the job!!! It's perfect for me. Plus, the company earns in dollars and even without an office yet, it's already raking in a lot of money. He seemed impressed with me naman but i still can't say for sure if he's going to make me an offer. He told me he'll let me know by the end of this week.
So I'm keeping my fingers tightly crossed.
Puhhhlleeeaaasee God, give this to me, give this to me.
Bunny @ Thursday, March 18, 2004
Wednesday, March 17, 2004THE NEED FOR KNEAD
There are only 2 things I constantly reward myself with every payday: A good book and a full body massage.
My body, most especially my back and my legs were calling for a massage last night. I decided to try out this new home service massage (found the flyer in Hunny's new condo).
While waiting for the masseuse to arrive, my bestfriend came in and when I told her I was going to get a massage, she decided she needed one as well so she called the massage place and asked them to send in 2 therapists instead of one.
It was so cool. The therapists came in wearing uniforms, and they had with them a casette player which played soothing tranquil sounds during your session. Apparently, it also served as a timer for the therapists (when you hear the music stop, that means, your massage session is about to end.huhuhuhu!). They also brought with them an oil burner for aromatheraphy purposes. Also, they have a selection of massage oils that you can sniff and choose from (I chose lavender, my bestfriend chose peppermint). Grabe, kulang na lang...portable sauna! Most importantly, the massage was hella good. The style was different compared to the other massages that I normally get. I loved the stretching excercises she did...it felt soooo good. After the massage, she gave me a frequent customer card. After your 10th session, you get one session free! Yehaayy! Needless to say, I slept really happy last night.
The place is called Home Spa and Jhane, my therapist for the night, told me that they also service in Makati and Quezon City. You can schedule a massage with Home Spa via SMS at mobile number: 09177951998. They also have a landline but i left my brochure at the condo. Will post it later. The massage only costs 250 bucks and you can choose from Swedish, Shiatsu and Acupressure. They also offer foot spas. They said they used to offer Thai massages but the owner took it out coz it entails a lot of body contact with customers.
Anyhoo, I'm bored stiff at work. I'm waiting for the clock to strike 3 so I can leave for my meeting in Glorietta.
As promised here are the details of Home Spa:
Tel No: 671-2366
services: Acupressure, Shiatsu, Reflexology, Swedish, Foot Spa and Upper Body
They're open from 1pm to 12mn every day. Just call them for area coverage.
Bunny @ Wednesday, March 17, 2004
I don't like making scenes or talking to people I don't know but inside a jeepney this morning, I was left with no choice.
There I was, minding my own life when all of a sudden, I felt air blowing on my shoulders. Initially, I didn't think anything of it. But after how many seconds, there it was again...air blowing towards my shoulders. I looked at the guy beside me and alas! The culprit.
Me: Anong ginagawa mo? *taas kilay*
Guy just stares at me after being caught red-handed
Me: Wag mo ako hipan, hindi ako birthday cake!
Guy looks the other way
These are the times where you have every fucking right to be a bitch.
Bunny @ Wednesday, March 17, 2004
Tuesday, March 16, 2004PAPA
My dad has the power to make me cry by saying only one word: ANAK.
This afternoon, i got a text from him..."When are we seeing you? We miss you na, Anak." Had I not been around my officemates, my tear ducts would have emptied out again.
I promised him I'll be home this weekend. Ayan, I'm getting teary-eyed again.
I have always feared my dad. Especially when I was a kid. He made me stand in the corner and he whipped me with a leather belt when I was bad. He also left me outside the house in the middle of the night (but he would come back for me after hearing me cry really loudly. maybe he was worried the neighbors would complain) and he would spank me using a slipper if I couldn't get my math solutions right (i hated math. and needless to say, i was really bad at the subject). In fact, I'm pretty sure I came close to hating him a lot of times.
On the other hand, he spoiled us. When I was 7, my sister and I were begging our parents to buy as bikes. My mom wouldn't allow it coz according to her, it would only cause wounds and she didn't want us to have scars on our legs. So one Sunday, Papa told Mama he was going to bring us to cartimar to look at bikes. "We're only going to look, not going to buy", he said. But he did buy us bikes. A few blocks away from our house, he stopped the car, unloaded our brand new bikes and told us to bike around first and come home in a few minutes. My mom was raging mad but helloooo...it wasn't like she still had any choice. Her only condition was that we wear jogging pants whenever we bike. No shorts.
We used to spend Sundays hearing mass at 10am, eating lunch out and going malling...usually in greenhills since my mom used to own a boutique there. My dad would always get a massage while my mom, my sisters and i stroll around. And it never fails that before he leaves for his massage, he would discreetly give me and my sisters 500 pesos each for shopping!
When my sister and I found it to be a necessity to have Evian atomizers even if they were freaking expensive, my dad supported that. My mom would always get mad at us because she found the atomizers pointless and all my dad would say, "wag mo tipirin ang para sa hygiene ng mga anak mo."
When my friends and I started going out on gimmicks (equinox, faces and euphoria were the "in" places back then), my dad would always give me money and he would recommend drinks that I should try. When i get home (he implemented a curfew), he would ask me what i drank and i would say, "Pinacolada, Mai Tai and Baileys!". He'd smile. Mind you, Papa doesn't drink. But he introduced me to Asti Martini and at the age of 11, i was already gulping glasses of Shirley Temples with my cousins.
I had my first boyfriend at 16. My choo-choo sister told him about it. We were driving home from school, just him and me in the car when he said:
Papa: may boyfriend ka na daw ah?
Me: Oo. Masama?
Papa: Hinde. Tinatanong ko lang.
Later on, he would tell me that he would never be those kind of parents who didn't allow their kids to have relationships because he doesn't wants us to keep things from him and he wants us to be comfortable telling him stuff.
My dad is the coolest. When i turned 16, he asked me to invite my close friends for steak dinner at home. He set up the barbecue grill at the garage and laid out marinated steaks and worcestershire sauce! And he bought Bartles and Jaymes for us to drink.
He allowed me to have parties at home and all he would tell me and my friends when he sees us drinking is, "hinay hinay lang sa inom. Kung magsusuka kayo, pumunta kayo sa banyo. Wag magsusuka sa sofa."
The first time he realized I had a hang-over coz I couldn't get out of bed to go to church, he understood despite my mom's nagging.
When my ultra conservative, goody-two-shoes cousin, who was an only child and was super protected by my aunt and uncle got pregnant right after college, my dad told my other uncles and aunts..."tingnan niyo mga anak ko. Hindi ko masyado hinigpitan, bata pa lang yan pinayagan ko na uminom at gumimik..tingnan niyo, hindi nagrebelde saakin."
When the manila office of the dotcom i worked for shut down after only 6 months, and i was left jobless for 4 months, my dad gave me money to sustain myself.
Everything is actually different now. The packaging business my dad owned closed shop a few years back. Business was really bad and he had to let go of the employees who were with him eversince the company began. We had to tighten our belts real tight. These days, he's mostly at home and he has "rakets" left and right. But he's not that financially stable anymore. He and my sister have not been in speaking terms for almost 3 years because they fought about money and i hate that my sister takes it against him that my mom now pays for practically everything.
A year ago, i remember telling my sister..."Anak ka lang. Even if Papa was wrong, you should be the one to apologize. I swear, on your wedding day, if Papa isn't there, i will make darn sure, the rest of us won't go. Magiging Assunta ka."
I only saw my dad cry twice in my life. The first time, when he got mad at me and i answered back. The second and hopefully, the last, was last year when he felt worthless because he couldn't help out anymore. He was worried about not being able to give me anything when I get married. He felt bad that he was never able to buy me a car. He felt bad that he and my sister weren't talking and he was scared that my sisters and I would hate him that way too. I told him that he shouldn't worry about these things. That they're nonsense. I always saw mydad as the strong one, he was "the man", i feared him, but here he was, crying like a child. I hope you guys never have to see your dad cry. It is the most painful thing in the world to see.
I'm not that financially stable yet but I try to repay Papa in little ways, like sending him load, bringing home food and coke light (his water) and giving him gas money.
He may no longer be the "breadwinner" of the family but he keeps us intact. And he loves us. And he makes me and my sisters happy. And he still spoils us in every way he can. And only he, has the power to make me cry by saying one word. No man can ever top that.
Bunny @ Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Monday, March 15, 2004I feel fat.
I already lost weight late last year and was able to keep it that way until early February. i loved how almost everyone kept saying.."wow! you lost weight! What did you do?"
But I've been pigging out like hell again and I'm gaining weight. And i'm scared. I'm scared to get fat. I don't want to be called or considered chubby. ever again. ever. I dread weighing myself on our scale every single day before i take a bath.
Why is it that my favorite chinese restaurants are the ones that serve oily and MSG-filled food? Blame it on my dad for taking me to those places and getting me addicted to them ever since i was a kid. Why can't i resist Lord Stow's Bakery's egg tarts that my sister brings home? Why can't i stop being such a candy lover? Candy Corner, get away from every corner in every mall in Manila and get away from meeeee!!!
I want to feel....
Bunny @ Monday, March 15, 2004
Saturday, March 13, 2004Has anyone seen The Passion of Christ?
I'm so intrigued by this film but I'm having doubts on whether my guts can take watching it or not. I heard Nicole Kidman walked out on the movie and that a lady had died of a heart attack while watching it. Some people are saying that it is the most violent film they've ever seen due to the very graphic and morbid crucifixion scene. I'm scared to watch it but I want to watch it. Even Pope John Paul has seen the film. Hhmmm...I just hope its not the kind of film that leaves you really disturbed days after you've left the theater.
Bunny @ Saturday, March 13, 2004
Friday, March 12, 2004SCENES FROM AN FX AND SOME LESSONS LEARNED FROM IT
I can't believe i forgot to blog about this.
Last week, our production manager and yours truly, were inside an FX in Taft going to divisoria. I was seated at the back and our production manager was seated infront, beside the driver. Seated beside me was a girl who looked younger than me and right infront of her was this middle-aged guy. From their conversation (i couldn't help but listen), i gathered that the girl was a japayuki and the guy was from some sort of recruiting agency.
A woman and an old japanese guy came in. The woman sat in the middle part and the japanese guy sat in front of me. Turns out, they rode the wrong FX so the driver had to pull over to let them out. So this woman turns to the Japanese fella in front of me and starts speaking in Japanese. And then this recruiter guy starts talking to the Japanese guy in Japanese too! Before getting down, Japanese guy says "Arigato" to the recruiter. That was the only thing i understood.
Lo and Behold, the indian seated in the middle area of the FX starts talking...
Indian: These japanese and koreans, they come from rich countries but they don't know how to speak english. And they're very rich but they don't want to take taxi. Kuripot na sila. Dati, sa mga club, they spend 10,000, 20,000 a night. They don't care. Pero ngayon, marunong na. 2,000 na lang ginagastos nila.
Old Lady beside indian: naturuan na kasi ng mga pinay na maging kuripot.
The Indian guy asks the old lady where she's from and the lady tells him she's from Bicol.
Indian: Naku, kuripot mga tao sa Bicol. Hirap maningil ng mga utang diyan. Benta ako appliances diyan dati. Gasolina pa lang lugi na ako. Pag wala ani, wala silang pera. Pero mga tao sa Naga and Legaspi, mabilis magbayad.
By this time, i was already completely annoyed--but interested. Later on, this talkative indian guy will actually make a good point...read on.
Indian: i have been in Manila for 20 years. I don't believe that the Philippines is poor. Basta masipag ka lang dito, yayaman ka. Alam mo mga jeepney, fx and taxi drivers? laki kita nila. They earn 800-1000 pesos a day. Times 30 mo yun? Magkano yun?
Eto naman si old lady from bicol...actually computes and answers...(math contest anyone?)
Indian: Meron ako friend, nagre-repack ng fish crackers....tubo niya sa isang balot 30 pesos. Tapos punta sya sa mga school, benta siya doon. On an ordinary day, he'll sell 20 packs, times 30 mo yun? magkano yun?
Compute and answer naman ulit si old lady from bicol (uto-uto, hehehehe!)
By this time, we were already in China Town and we were going to get off very soon...
Indian: O kaya, yung mga cellphone casing? Meron ako friend, bili siya ng mga cellphone casing..tag-30 pesos lang yan sa divisoria, pag madami ka pa kunin, maka-discount ka pa. Tapos yung friend ko, benta niya yan sa mga club. Mga GRO mahilig sa cellphone casing, gusto nila everyday iba iba kulay. Benta ng friend ko for 50 pesos each. Hindi yan aalis ng club hanggang makabenta siya ng 20 pcs nun, gabi gabi.
We were about to get off when i hear our production manager tell the driver..
Production Manager: Manong, ibaba niyo na po kami dito, maghahanap po ako ng cellphone casing!
Everyone in the FX laughs. And still, that didn't stop the indian from saying something...
Indian: Naku, wala nagbebenta cellphone casing ngayon. Tuesday, thursday and saturday pa sila nagbebenta.
And so we get off from the FX, laugh for a while and we walk...
But what the indian guy said is true, instead of incessantly complaining that there are no opportunities in this country, why don't we try being more smart, industrious and resourceful? Now that i think about it, the problem with us Filipinos, is we don't want to start small...gusto natin, "Big time" agad. Thing is, not everyone is that lucky. We're always so concerned about our "image". We don't want to be caught in a situation where if someone asks us what we do for a living, all we have to say for is, "i sell fish crackers" or "i sell cellphone casings". On that note, why do some of us have the tendency of looking down at people who have these kind of jobs? Why do some of us think its so low? Why do we actually think we're more successful than they are? For all we know, they make and will make more money than us. We're so judgemental. I was never really fond of that indian guy but damn, he made such a good point.
If you actually read Gokongwei's, Lucio Tan's and Henry Sy's success stories, you'll find that they didn't start out rich, that they persevered to be where they are now. I want to be like that.
Bunny @ Friday, March 12, 2004
Wednesday, March 10, 2004ANG LABBOOOOO!
Charo and I met in Cafe A-go-go in Ortigas today to just talk and catch up. I ended up having a bottle of beer at 430 in the afternoon coz I was pissed about something that happened at work while Charo had a sandwich.
And then i had to go pee.
They had a unisex bathroom, which is really fine with me. The door was half open, it was dark so i went in and fumbled for the light switch when suddenly, i hear someone say something (maybe it was "excuse me" or "there's someone here", i didn't really hear it very well) so i went back to our table and told Cha what happened. I saw a guy walking out of the cafe and I thought that that was the fella in the bathroom so i went back. This time, the light was on (i could see the light seeping through the door), i turned the knob, it was unlocked and opened the door and somebody pushes it back to close it. Turns out, Mister I-like-peeing-in-the-dark-with-the-door-unlocked was still inside.
What the hell!?!? Yun lang. Ang labo.
I really want to blog about what happened at work but I so don't even want to think about it anymore coz it's so fucking shallow. I hate unreasonable people. It's ok to be mad but jeez, have a pretty good darn reason for it. So now, i feel more inclined to resign because everything is just slowly falling apart. Will have to decide by next week coz I got a job offer from a really interesting company early today. And they want me to start ASAP. I have a whole lot of thinking to do...
I'm watching CSI Vegas (i hate Miami) now and I'm missing my hunny even more (He's out of town for work and he'll be back tomorrow pa). We always watch this show together coz its our favorite.
I'm dreading going to work tomorrow coz I really am still pissed at my colleague and I don't want to be 'plastic' naman. Bahala na si Batman.
Cha, i had fun kanina ha!
Bunny @ Wednesday, March 10, 2004
ON PAOLO SANTOS
I don't know about you guys but my boyfriend and I don't understand why people like him so much. His voice ain't that grand, and I bet that you'll find someone who can sing and play the guitar much better than he does if you go to different bars around the metro.
And don't you find that the lyrics of his song, "Play with me" is a tad similar to John Mayer's, "Your body is a wonderland". Maybe it was inspired from it.
In fairness, I do love him for singing Lenny Kravitz's,"Heaven Help" kasi its my all time favorite song.
Sana walang magalit saakin. Just my 2 cents.
Oh, can i just say that I am so loving South Border's song, "Rainbow". First time i heard it, i thought an international group sang it. Ganda ganda!
Bunny @ Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Monday, March 08, 2004It's World Women's Day today. Dapat walang pasok mga babae. Harrrummpphh.
Bunny @ Monday, March 08, 2004
I couldn't resist buying this book last night. If you love fashion and if you gawk at socialite wanna-be's, this is THE book to read.
The main character, Cat, is soooo irritatingly amusing! She's this 29-year-old former childstar who also did some modeling stints in Japan during her teens. She lives on her dad's trust fund and lives for ultra fashionista outfits, parties, vodka tonics and the like. She's making her way up the social ladder when she finds out that her funds are running dry. And to top it all off, she had just sent her helper/personal assistant to China in her behalf to adopt a baby girl as one of her tactics to make this gorgeous, wealthy man to fall inlove with her. What's a girl who's never had to work a day in her life to do?!?
I can't put it down! It's sooo funny! I was in the jeepney this morning and it was a bit traffic so i started reading. Completely forgetting where i was, i let out a laugh. I looked up and there they were...about 5 questioning faces staring at me.
And it's amazing that the author is a Filipina based in New York. She's making a fan out of me.
Here's the part that made me laugh in the jeepney:
"As it turned out, giving Bannerjee the Amex was doubly worthless--it couldn't buy an illegal baby, nor did it solve her "visa" problem. She finally explained that she didn't need the kind of Visa that bought Jimmy Choo shoes but the kind they gave out at U.S. embassies. I wasn't aware there was another kind. So not only did I have to come up with enough cash to buy the baby, but I would also need to conjure up this so-called visa to get her out of China as well."
I'm laughing again!
Bunny @ Monday, March 08, 2004
Saturday, March 06, 2004HOW DO YOU WANT TO DIE?
I'm pretty sure some of you have been asked this question at least once in your life. Although the topic may be a tad morbid for some, I believe we should all be ready to face death. Besides, we were all sentenced to die the day we were born.
I most definitely do not want to die in an accident. I prefer to die of old age or because i was sick of something(lung cancer? shit, should really consider quitting smoking soon). I just want to feel it if it's going to happen soon. You know how some people know when they're about to pass away? I want it to happen that way.
Ever since i read Tuesdays with Morrie, the thought of death doesn't scare me so much anymore. In fact, almost all my friends know this: when i die, i only want one song to be played...Louis Armstrong's, "What a wonderful world". Seems completely ironic for a funeral song but that's how I see the world, it's absolutely wonderful and no matter what happens, I know I'll die happy because I was able to live my life and enjoy it, bad experiences and all. No regrets.
I don't want people to cry, although I know they will. But in the end, i just want people to remember happy times with me and then maybe, their tears will turn to smiles or heck, even laughter.
"The tragedy of life is not that it ends so soon, but that we wait so long to begin it." -- W. M. Lewis
Begin yours. Today.
Yes, i think to myself...what a wonderful world!
Bunny @ Saturday, March 06, 2004
FRIENDSTER...A PORN SITE?
I was browsing through my highschool friend's friends list (looking for long lost HS buddies) in friendster when a picture of one of her friends caught my eye. Holy Cow! the 20-year-old student (daw!) posted her topless picture in friendster!!! As in topless with nothing on her but her underwear. She also posted her mobile number in case any really cute, young and good looking guys are interested. Based on her testimonials, she seems like an ordinary person naman except that she "pumps up" a party and she seems to be rocking a lot of people's worlds. I can't believe it, she has 2 pictures with her breast exposed....nipples and all. Promise! Maybe her friendster account should be called fuckster? hehehehe! Maybe she's comfortable showing off her headlights (they're quite perky. Why I'm even taking this down, i do not know) coz she's one of those girls who fancy stripping in bars like Sibil and Senses? I'm not being uptight or anything but jeez....tsk tsk tsk!
Bunny @ Saturday, March 06, 2004
Thursday, March 04, 2004THINGS I HATE ABOUT COMMUTING IN MANILA
1. POLLUTION- I think an hour of my life is taken away for each day i spend commuting. I don't know how many times I've wondered how 80% of manila's Public transport vehicles got past LTO's emission test. (Duh! I'm sure nag-"lagay" na naman sila...)
2. THE WAY I SMELL WHEN I GET TO MY DESTINATION- The effect of reason #1.
3. SOME PEOPLE DON'T HAVE MANNERS- A few days ago, i was seated near the entrance of a spacious jeepney (Hallelujah!). I was spaced out and I didn't notice that the driver had stopped for a passenger. All of a sudden, I feel this weight on my right thigh. The new passenger squeezed his big ass (ok, fine, mine is a lot bigger) on the teeny weeny space beside me (super luwag ng jeep, ha!). So i yanked my body to the left (my poor ala-crispy pata thigh), looked at the moron and said..."Marunong ka ba mag-excuse me?" ("Do you even know how to say excuse me?"). Being the man that he is, he just looked at me for 1 second and looked the other way. Grr!!!
Other things I noticed is how people don't know how to say "Thank You" when you help them pass their fare to the driver, and then there are also people who refuse to take your money and pass it to the driver even when your hand is inches away from their face and you've said "Pakisuyo na lang po" a million times.
And then, there's this.
4. HOOTING, WHISTLING MEN- If i had a penny for the many times I've been hooted at and whistled at, damn, I'd be a millionaire by now and instead of being mad at these perverts, I'd be grateful to them for helping me afford a car. Unfortunately, such is not the case. I don't even find that I dress provocatively. The most provocative item of clothing that I have worn while commuting is a tank top. Thing is, even when I dress down, the hooting doesn't stop. The things i usually hear when i pass by a guy or a group of men (MMDAs, jeepney drivers, dispatchers, carpenters and the like) are:
"Miss, i love you!"
"Uyyy....si Andrea o!" (sabay kanta ng..."bubuka ang bulaklak, papasok ang reyna...") <--ultimate piss off!
And have i mentioned that there's this creepy fella in a street near my office who calls me "idol!" whenever i pass by. I need to take this route everytime i go home because its where i wait for a jeep. No choice.
When these things happen, i tell myself that that's the closest they're ever going to get to me.
And to the critics out there who probably think I'm making this entry to flatter myself, think again. This is sooo not what i would consider flattery.
5. PEOPLE WHO STARE- i believe its acceptable to glance (3 seconds, tops!) but its rude to stare. I've actually observed that its the women who do it more often. And i hate hate hate it! So when people stare at me, I stare back (with one eyebrow raised.) and i wait for them to look away. Give them a dose of their own medicine, diba?
Hmmm....i guess that's about it! Happy commuting to me!!!
Bunny @ Thursday, March 04, 2004
Wednesday, March 03, 2004ON HUSBANDS AND MARRIAGE
I was supposed to blog about the reasons why I hate commuting in the Manila. I was on reason #2 when my married female officemates started talking to us about how much they love their children more than they love their husbands. They said that they would probably cry for only a day if their husbands leave them but they would feel really, really bad the day their children leave home or if, knock on wood, anything bad happens to their kids. All i could muster to say was..."Really?!?!". And one answered..."It's really different when you start having children." And all the while I thought they were happily married.
I think I understand what they're driving at but it doesn't mean I agree with them. Maybe the sparks in their marriage conked out and was replaced with more important things to worry about like bills to pay, tuition fees, work, etc. but I don't want to ever hear myself saying those things. Ever. When I get married, thinking that one member of my family is dispensable will never cross my mind. I never want to tell my husband that I can live without him. That if he wants to leave me, fine, just don't bring my beautiful children with you! What is the point of going through all the trouble of finding a church, spending for a reception, food, gowns and what have you when 10 years down the line, you can imagine going through your life without the one person you vowed to love and cherish, for richer or for poorer, for better or for worst, till death do you part? If that's how it's going to be, I'll just start my search for the hottest guy in the world, get him to have sex with me and get me pregnant and voila!, I've got a gorgeous kid! It's sad. Especially for a very hopeful single-but-attached woman like me. But I swear, I really don't want to end up like that.
No matter how hard you try to be optimistic about everything, there are just way too many cynics out there who will try to make you one of them. And i have only one thing to say: Hell No!!!
Bunny @ Wednesday, March 03, 2004
Tuesday, March 02, 2004THE FIVE PEOPLE YOU MEET IN HEAVEN
I'm only halfway through reading Mitch Albom's latest novel and already, I am amazed. How the hell did he think/come up with this?!? It makes you think of the effect you've had on other people's lives and vice versa. And also, it helps you realize that you should always look at the brighter side of life (which is what i always try to do). There is a really profound but good lesson to be learned after meeting each person in heaven. According to the book, heaven is a place where you can make sense of your yesterdays.
I just finished reading the chapter about the second person and this quote really made an impact: "...Sometimes, when you sacrifice something precious, you're not really losing it. You're just passing it on to someone else."
Other favorite quotes from what I've read so far are (I've already underlined them with a pencil):
"That there are no random acts. That we are all connected. That you can no more separate one life from another than you can separate a breeze from the wind."
"Fairness does not govern life and death. If it did, no good person would ever die young."
"War is no game. If there's a shot to be made, you make it, you hear? No guilt. No hesitation."
"It's the thinking that gets you killed."
Bunny @ Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Monday, March 01, 2004This was what i did the whole morning. I knew i shouldn't have gone to work! Almost everyone is absent, anyway. Cute naman, tiba? Hehe!
Bunny @ Monday, March 01, 2004
Something's gotta give is absolutely hilarious and adorable. Even I would fall for Jack Nicholson! I really want to watch it again!
Bunny @ Monday, March 01, 2004
I'm seriously considering getting a part-time job. I get off work at 5 and I feel like I can spare 2 or 3 hours or even more after that just for working. Besides, the extra income would really help. You guys know any vacancies around?
The next 3 weeks of March will be hell for me. Our lease in the condo ends on the 26th and we're moving a cheaper yet bigger apartment somewhere nearby. Thing is, unlike our condo, the apartment isn't fully furnished. So now, i might have to pull out my aircon and my bed from my room at home (which i don't want to do because....where would i sleep whenever i go home?!?!) We also need a ref (will probably ask my dad for the personal ref we have at home. pathetic, noh?). And now I'm thinking where we can get a sala set. I dont want to shell out money for that anymore, the 2 months deposit and 2 months advance is big enough for me already. This living independently thing isn't easy. At all. Sometimes i feel like running home and never leaving again.
People who have cars will be jumping for joy today. The color coding ban has been lifted and there's sure to be no traffic in Manila today (very unlikely for a Monday). Had I not turned on the TV this morning, I would have completely forgotten that the transport strike is happening today. If these public transport drivers can go on strike because they want to increase fare prices, I wonder if ALL employees can go on strike to increase wages?
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,
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