bts

i was MIA for quite sometime now. i want to say sorry for the lack of update, but, to whom?! i don't even know if there's a single soul who still visits this page. hehehehe.

anyway, i want to write the story behind my last post Doing Something Extra for Christmas. 

so, we have this photo contest and the manager (the biggest boss) who happened to visit our department, who happened to be one of the judges of our 'parol-making' contest, saw our photo entry that was converted into tarpaulin and was hanging amongst 4 other entries on the wall and [can i just say this] was so impressed (okay, 'so' is a strong word, maybe without it) that he wanted it to be published in our company's blog that was shared worldwide. the moment those words came out from his mouth, i know i was in trouble!! see, i'm one of the only two girls in the team of 15 and my other behalf is just a little girl (shaneen, will kill me!). so, needless to say, we're often the targets of bullying and are assign to do extra kuri-kuri works that doesn't define masculinity - writing is one of those. and boy was i wrong, coz they were pointing their [masculine?] fingers towards me. and they didn't even know that i write things here! tsk!

so much for rambling, i made a post that is descent enough for everybody to read. i can't do my usual antics for my other thousands of co-employees around the world to read can i? so, i re-read and edited it countless of times until i'm sure that what i had written couldn't cause damage to my career or dignity for that matter.

so, i had it ready and sent it to the point person assigned for the blogging and it's been 5 days and i still didn't receive notice for that.. so might as well post it here! hehehehe.

Doing Something Extra for Christmas

We have this Christmas photo contest in our department and every group is busy doing their props but us. It's a day before the deadline and we still couldn't think of a good theme. Since, everyone in our team is too busy to be bothered by props-making, we decided to just do an impromptu photoshoot outside and just give gift to random street people and take a photo out of it. Boom, lack of creativity and budget solved!

We saw this elderly couple outside the IT park (Cebu), asking for money. We think of them as a good subject for the photo contest. We choreographed a gift giving out of them and did the photoshoot. It's just so sad that we used them for props and that the scene was all staged up. Pretensions aside, we just give them something for us to get something in return.

So, we're thinking of giving them gifts, cameras aside. And if you want to join with us, please contact me for a little help you could lend. We hope it wouldn't be too much to ask for a little help to give them a merry christmas for what a short life they still have. For once, we wont let them bother of thinking how they'll be able to stuff their stomach to get a day going.

After all, Christmas is not about oneself. It is doing a little something extra to someone. Look under your couch or check your pants that's been in the laundry basket for quite sometime - there might be change/coins that you've forgotton you have, or a little extra on your budget for the week. 

Note: photo by Dan Garcia

And by the way, we won!

contacts

i had my contacts on. i had it wear for the third time and it feels weirder than the last times. maybe because i didn't clean my hands when putting it or the liquid solutions might have dried out from over exposing it on my hands. you see, i need to spend 10 grueling minutes on every contact lens just to put it on. the feeling of something approaching my eyes and get contact with, is not one of my favorite things. that's why, i never considered having it, til  now - when i realize i couldn't wear eye shadows and mascaras under my eyeglasses. that never exist in fashion world. not that i am into it. and i never put anything on my eyes. but i digress..

anyway, it's dry and uncomfy and i'm having headaches already. all i could think of now is "i have something on my eyes, i have something on my eyes, i have something on my eyes" atop of all the works that has been piling on my desk. it's a very busy day and i couldn't think straight because of this mantra that's been playing in my brain. so forgive me if i look angry, the squinting is my contacts doing.

i'm guilty!

happens all the time.

just a thought

when i was young, i never had dreams of what i wanna be when i grow old. i just put doctor or engineer on school essays for grades sakes.

come old, i become a programmer and this sucks all the sanity in me. feels like i overused all the brain neurons and now they're all dead.

really, i just wanna be a professional who puts stickers on fruits.

just a thought

europians are so lucky, one hour train ride and boom... you're in different country! with different language and different culture. how cool is that? whereas, i sit here in a country afloats the pacific ocean where the nearby islands is still the same province as i am with. separated by sharks and jellyfishes.. i hate sharks!

sore

look what greeted me this morning!

oh i hate cold sore...

flu-wery

oh yeah, desperate times call for desperate measures. now here's another use of modess underpad. who needs a cold compress bag when this comes in handy :)

too bad it absorbs water quickly that makes it too dry and not-so-cold. that's when i know i got the right choice of pad! 

talking about resourcefulness..

puffy eyes :(

i didn't cry, it's the flu!

this will happen if you're miles away from your mom, being sick. 

ouch!

here's the evidence of my clumsiness. i just bumped into things - may it be an innocent chair or table lying around. i know they were there, standing innocently, and i saw them clearly, but for some reasons i bumped into them. i miscalculate the distance and want to blame it to my poor eye sights, but maybe i am just in denial on how big my thighs' circumference are, so they got bumped before i know it.

i think i have a new hobby, bruises collection!

right thigh

left thigh

drink, anyone?

i always had this problem where i feel like i was drinking fraps and milkteas from other people's coz it wasn't my name that's what was written on it. well, it was, but a misspelled ones. i don't know if it's the way i say it or the way they listen to it, but i always ended up having a 'b' instead of 'v' at the start of my name. i don't get it, they (b and v) sound so different! tsk! maybe it's the former :(

still, the drink is not as satisfying as having it drunk out of my [correctly spelled] name.

healthTea at IT park

chocochips frap at starbucks

then something had happened while ordering a milktea that gave me a little hope. a little...

me: 1 medium size tapioca milktea please
saleslady: may i have your first name, ma'am?
me: vel-la (i pronounced it the best that i could do... swear!)
saleslady: is it 'b' as in boys or 'v' as in voice? 
       ....oh, so much for a distinction (sarcasm)
me: 'v' (wrote 'v' in air using a finger) 

so here i thought, "at last, maybe this one could get my name right".. coz if she still could not get it from what i did (hand gesture), she must be having some serious problems....  and of course she did! i was having high hopes.. 

and it chattered :(

at least she got the first letter right.

i am still waiting for that moment!!

too lazy to think for a title

i'm so lazy it's so hard for me to press shift keys on keyboards that's why all my sentences didn't start in uppercase. it's not a style. it's not for me to look cool. i'm just plain lazy.

i don't know... it feels like pushing a tons worth of joules (that's physics, people) having to press that key. 

i have this theory that if i only just capitalized every beginning letter of every sentences (or proper nouns for that matter) every time i post a blog, or on facebook or on twitter, i could have lost a tremendous amount of my body weight to sum up the work that i could have exerted. just a thought... or maybe i was just looking for an excuse for my weight gain other than this half eaten cornetto drumstick on my left hand that i have every reasons to finish.

love.

love is just a state of mind. it's craziness. it makes you do things you don't normally do. love is worse than the worst drug. it makes you insane. and it's addictive...

just sayin'

i couldn't imagine what kind of a father who raped and imprisoned his own daughter. let alone doing that for 24 years. i read this article on wiki and it gives me chill. to be precised, i heard this story 3 years ago and wanted to read it in detailed so i searched it. this made me realized how blessed i am to have the best father the world could offer. just sayin'.

sick

i was absent yesterday coz i was having a fever. it's not one of those moment where i-woke-up-and-decided-to-have-a-fever-so-i-could-call-out-sick-from-the-office sick. this time, i was really sick. and still is. and still working my butt-off, im so damn proud i wanna cry. and i fell light-headed. and O M G, i feel like passing out. so, this is when i know i'm not yet recovered! maybe i still shouldn't been here.

old songs

mama's playlist :)

she requested me to download these songs so i happily obliged and upon listening to it, i was in-love immediately. apparently, i like the same type of songs with that of my mother's. now, it's in my playlist, too. it brings back childhood memories of lazy sundays where we just sit whole day, listening to old songs played over the radio.

so what if i have a knack for old music?

:-o

i have a boring life. i get excited on reading fanfictions and someone else's blog and the fact that i just wasted two [office] days, reading the entire article of prominent serial killers of all time.

here, you might wanna read it, too:
list of serial killers by number of victims
list of serial killers before 1900
list of serial killers by country

each names listed on it has a link so i visited them all. huh! it amazed me (in crazy way) how their brain works. they all do have one thing in common; bad childhood experiences. so, this is a lesson for me when i'll be mother, ahehehehehe. as if....

on the negative side, i didn't sleep well last night. a single bark from our neighbor's dog and all the crazy ideas of some lunatic in a mask, barging in our door, bringing a mallet, crushed us down to death and hid our bodies in a basement. and we don't even have a basement :(

my point is..

i don't believe of what other people says. who ever believes in god, should only believes in him. it is his will who will and always will be done. we shouldn't rely our future on some crazy stuffs mumbled (or as they say, predictions) by people holding cystal balls or much worst, whom who lived from the past. the last time i believed in such was 12 years ago when they say the world would end by 2000. in my own defense, i was still young, and i learned my lesson.

i only believe in horoscope to the extend that i am an aquarian which means that i was born when the sun enters the tropical zodiac aquarius and that ends with that. i never believe of the traits/characteristics of persons associated with that. coz if so, all the people born on 21st of january to 20th of february shared the same personality, of which, i strongly object. i know a lot people who were born in that range but we are not even closely alike, personality wise. we are responsible for shaping our character and not some star formation! yeah, genes, too!

stumble and fall

i stumbled and fell to the ground, knee first! okay, you can laugh, but just so you know, it's not funny (well, at least for me), it hurts! for a moment i thought, "now, i'm gonna need to use my health insurance for the first time in 4 years!". yuh, i was that hurt! minus the fact that i was humiliated! there were like a thousand of people in the [abellana] sports complex. i froze for like 10 seconds and believe me, i was considering the idea of not getting up and just dig a whole big enough to bury myself alive. i don't wanna get up and faced the crowd. for christ sake, i did the exhibition in front of the crowd having aerobics! and they're like a hundred of them.

PS: thanks to tintin, my jogmate (yeah, i jog!), who was quick enough to give me a hand. and for trying not to laugh! anyway, she dragged me to it. she asked me time and time to jog with her eversince we're still in georgia but we didn't have the chance because of the weather and whatnot. so, that was our first jog together and i already made a scene! heeyah!

PSS: and oh, i forgot to bring socks so i got blisters on my soles.

the picture doesn't paint how much it freakin' hurts

(that's the ego talking)

chess

remember when i said i hate riding a bus? yup, nothing's change, except that i hate it even more! 

here's a story. i was riding a bus yesterday, and since it still was waiting to be full, i was tinkering on my kindle and found this chess game that i even forgot it was there. i'm not good in playing one, which is a shame coz my sister(atchie) and brother are very good players. they were busy collectiong trophies and medals during their grade school and high school while i was busy harassing classmates on my free time. yuh, i was a bully back then. i was one of those mean girls who bully kids in school that is the subject of so many films, except that i wasn't a cheerleader or pretty... and i am rambling...

so, i was playing this chess game and was too proud to lose that i didn't stop playing 'til i beat the damn software... that was the plan until we're on 50-0, in favor of the software. i was sweating and i couldn't blame the climate change for that as i always do. the bus (air-conditioned) was even less than 20 degrees for that matter. i was in those moments where the more i lose the more i determined to win and the damn software made it so hard for me to. damn software.. 

so, an hour had passed and i was pressing the tablet harder than i needed to, so that i almost left permanent marks on it. nothing's change, the software was still winning, except that we're 30 kilometers away and i felt nauseated from the constant swaying of the bus and from the extra effort to steadied my eyes on the swaying tablet, too. then i stopped coz i felt a little dizzy. i closed my eyes hoping to got my composure back... another hour had passed and the dizziness got worse. i was already biting my lower lip coz my stomach was hurling and i knew what that meant. that's bad omen... i knew what will happen next and i'm giving all my strength trying to not make it happen. i don't wanna be that woman on her mid 20's who still throw-up riding a bus... and i was even wearing a very red lipstick for crying out loud!

i couldn't helped it longer and i knew that it was coming. at least i still had the decency to warned my seatmate "miss, magsuka ko, excuse me, ha!", then i grabbed and emptied the jollibee plastic bag inside my backpack (that had the burgers in it for pasalubong) faster than the speed of light. then there, it went back - the shawarma rice that i had eaten before the trip, with little carrots and corns still undigested. yuh, i know, EW!

remember the little girl with the disgusted goo that i mocked HERE? yuh, karma right?

and that stupid chess game? after 648678943446784874 games played, i'm still on my 0 (zero). and i wont stop til my fingers bleed.

today :)

this is what i got from jomz' latest singapore trip

krispy kreme gift cert from maam alva, i ♥

she gave this as a thank you for the survey (and interview) she made me do for the geniuses' dating site. i'm not one, though, but who knows?

i got these for the 2M draw, i'll toast for the win! hehehe. they are just ornaments sitting on my cube, aren't they cute?

keyholders. they are just hanging in there, being lazy. they gotta find a key soon, seriously! so as to serve their purpose. tsk!

oh yeah, the balloons - the only thing (i'm pretty sure) i'll get from this raffle

death

isn't it odd that while others are betting for miami-okc winner, i busied myself (and enjoying a lot, for that matter) reading famous people's suicide notes and list of people's unusual deaths?

i find myself enjoying reading anything associated with death; suicides, impalement and other death sentences, beheading, head hunting, seppuku, kamikaze and the kinds. i even favorited a site that has the list of monarchs with unusual way of death punishment for criminals. 

i really find it therapeutic.

and no, i don't want to go into the light any sooner, i love my life and still enjoying every second of it, it's just that, i love reading this kind of stuffs! it's weird coz i don't like seeing those gory stuffs portrayed on television or see photos of it.

2 million raffle draw

the office looks so festive today i don't wanna work.

here's another hopeful candidates :)

thanks Madz for the photo edit :)

rugrats

i loooooove tiny humans, they never fail to crack me up. they're full of joy and their happiness is contagious.

i love sharing thoughts and feelings with them coz they're true and they talk drunk all the time, hehe. they are the best comedians in the world and they're never paid for that.

and they don't judge.

my goddaughter tintin

my niece, zoie.

my godson , dwayne, i caught him playing inside their CR.

i wanna go back at that moment when the most important thing in the world to me is what currently on my hand (and most of the time it's food).

pink

the pink sisters

duh

that's it!

one for the books

i wanna have those!

isn't it odd that i wanna own one before a house?

i read to much e-book already i forget the smell of those yellowish pages as i scan from leaf to leaf.

if i am as rich as mark zuckerberg, i will buy an island and build a library so huge it'll take a day to visit all the shelves. then i read on the beach chair under those crazy rainbow beach umbrella while breathing the ocean air...

true story

i went in to this carenderia to have my breakfast. the first thing that caught my eyes was this 50-ish frail woman who's bringing an over-sized bag... well, oversized at least for her coz if it was me who's sporting that bag, given the size of my arms, that wasn't oversize, that was just a bag! she weighs no more than 80 pounds which kinda make me fell guilty to order an enormous meal. she had a five peso coin in her hand and was looking for something to buy... obviously, it's not enough to buy even the cheapest food displayed on the counter.. so she looked up the sacheted nescafe, milo and coffee mate that was hanging on the wall. she then asked each of the items' prices in which only nescafe and coffee mates' prices could be afforded on the money she had, which were 2 pesos and 50 cents each respectively. she asked if she could have a hot water and the attendant said that that would cost her 2 pesos. this would be a big problem since her money will be enough for a coffee and coffee mate, forget about the sugar. she was silent for a moment... after seconds, she said to the attendant that she'll just buy the coffee mate only and a hot water. she was giving up the coffee and that is killing me. she obviously was very hungry coz she shaked a little. what pained me the most was when the attendant scolded her of using glass instead of mug for mixing her hot beverage. i know the attendant's reason, glasses couldn't sustain a hot water and could break. but i know too well too why the old lady do that, coz glass has more room [than the mug] for the hot water to pour in to (from the thermos). i want to do something but i don't know what. i was willing to pay her meal, believe me. that would only cost me less that 50 pesos - that wont hurt. but i know that she'll get offended... 

you know, it's not only boys who broke a girl's heart, coz sometimes it's someone whom you've meet the first time - man, i was broken-hearted... and i'm not even talking about love. by the way, i paid 22 pesos for an egg, luncheon meat and half rice (half rice, weeeee?!).

it makes me feel guilty how i always take notice of the things i don't have. coz certainly, i am way way more fortunate that the others..

10 random things

1. having those awkward moment when you rode an elevator with your boss and you're both late...
2. meeting with vp and my conciousness wander anywhere but the meeting. one moment i was listening then the next time i was consciuos, an hour had passed and the only dialogue that had retained in my brain is the opening greetings made by the speaker.
3. i just had my first green tea avalanche
4. fire drill
5. wondering what the duchess of cambridge keep busy nowadays - planning what the next absurd hairdress to wear in public?
6. goofing around with bff norina.. bisan sa chat lang, loud lang japon! we made ukray all the pretty girls in the world. and dutchess katherine was no exception... mga bitter!!
7. i acted as a TL and apparently, i couldn't :(
8. bought treats (with yra, ebeb and web) for tita susan, clay and sir lex. someone's going to the US and we'll sending tokens for them.
9.received a call from mom and found out it was zoie who did it. apparently, she was playing mommy la's phone again.
10. slept late. watching F.R.I.E.N.D.S season 5 again.. i'm addicted!

just a thought

waiting for that moment when DIET would be illegal so that i'll have an excuse...

detour new jersey

march 25, 2012

going to new jersey was out of the plan. it was hecel, who is kind enough to invite us and offer to tour in the city where he lives which we're more than ecstatic to accept.

it was freezing cold which we didn't expect coz georgia is on spring already and is very hot. the clothes we're wearing wasn't sufficient enough for the harsh weather so it's hard for us to stay outside the car longer but we did it anyway. i couldn't care less if it'll give me colds afterwards, new jersey is worth the risk. 

i was so tan already which i got from wandering around new york city for more than 12 hours the previous day. the cold weather makes me forget the sun...

just landed in nj, right after the statue of liberty tour

braving the freezing weather

waiting for the ride

too bad all i could do was to take a photo,

too damn cold to sit on the bench

see?, tan

and here is hecel with his car and his heart-warming hospitality

nj with love

it looks like not, but the cold almost killed me

the jersey shore, i havent seen any filming happened, though

jersey shore premium outlets

the holland tunnel

connecting  manhattan, nyc and jersey city, nj

the holland tunnel

above this is the hudson river

♥

my favorite tv nerds dancing, uh!

fell in love with new york

march 24, 2012

i've heard so much of your beauty that passed from tongue to tongue. 

you're the topic of so many movies since motion picture ever began!

i never tought i could see a glipse of you

and now that i did, i am in total awe

nevertheless, i am in love with you

could i just be forever in your nest

coz that'll be i feel at my best

brooklyn, ny: this was where we stayed

empire state building, i love ♥

in the busy streets of manhattan

gotta love central park

rockefeller center

st patrick's cathedral

i have a thing for yellow cabs

the infamous  time square

the ball that was dropped last new year! i saw it in person... or in object... whatever!

broadway, now where's my ticket?!

no, it's no fairytale

this place do exist

central park 

it was nice meeting you, liberty 

to the port going to new jersey! 

grand central station clock

waiting for the train at new york subway

gotta put "i love" word in this shirt

acknowledgement: thank you sir ladislao for sharing your humble apartment with us and for showing the beauty of nyc. you too, hecel..