So, we were in the middle of the sea going to dumaguete and the ride was quite rough when this middle aged woman thought that it was the best time to talk about life and funeral insurance (i learned that she is an agent from st peter, a funeral company). The odd thing was that, i was a little convinced. Maybe its because of the sea waves or IDK. And now i have to call her.

kids and candies

I have a disease. I want to please everybody. I want to buy everyone gifts this christmas. Every child who happened to come 50 meters nearer to our house never left without a handful of candies. I bought so many that the travel from the city to oslob was so hard that every muscles of my body quivers. No joke. And when all the candies were raided to the last piece, and then i still see a kid who hasnt been a recepient of my goodies, i will crawl into my sister's sari-sari store and pulled an ample that i think could satisfy the kid. Apparently, my sister was not happy about this.

a response to a response

And here I thought it's gonna be a novel. Why with 3 days of prep (you said by Friday you will have a response), I expect no lesser. I checked on Saturday and Sunday and didn't get any. And then I thought, "whoa, that must be lengthy". But then, I read everything in just a breath. A breath!!

And you don't get to joke about the holocaust! Not ever!

I expected the worst and I even rehearsed my facial expression. You even misspelled that "harsh" word on purpose. Owww, such a soft heart *insert puppy eyes here*

Come on Dwight, you can do better! hehehehe :)

one sorry friend

To my wonderful friends, Am and Dwight,

First and foremost, you are one of my favorite people in the entire universe - no Dwight, not you! you can digest stones and a whole elephant and still have a 25-inch waistline, I hate you... are you even human?

Anyways...

Am, do you remember when we had a long talk in Baguio, we had so much fun and we were each other's favorite person at that time? And Dwight, I taught you Retalix, you owe me! Now, I want you to remember that when I say this - I cannot go with you to Bohol *insert sad face here*. I know you heard this kind of stuff from me a lot of times, and I could sense you saying "Oh, well, what's new?" and I'm more that sure you even keep a list of the "alibis I used" to escape gatherings and such...

Its just that, I have this thing that I need to attend to and it's important, -- don't roll your eyes at me, Dwight -- it's family stuff to be exact! I know that you're reviewing your list right now and this may fall on number 1 or 2 on it, but... You know, after I found out that the Stark family - do you watch Game of Thrones? - will never ever ever getting back together (Taylor, I need to use your song to get a point), I realized, life is so short. That family is important.

And I guess you are more than aware that I was avoiding you in skype... maybe I was... okay, I was!, but in all my defense, I was really afraid for my life. Both of you are a foot taller that me and I seriously think you could inflict a serious physical damage on me if I said "NO".

So, I made a decision, to write my plea on this blog... you know in case I will be seen lying around on IT park, whatsoever.. so that the NBI could use this to be held against you! hehe!

And if you ask, my favorite character is Arya. Coz she is brave, determined, smart and a very good looking person which reminds me of you two. \\//

Owww, look at us 3.

We even shared a room for Christ's sake.

Now, am I forgiven or do I need to write my last will?


Respectfully,
One-very-sorry-friend-who-had-so-much-respect-on-you-she-even-write-this-letter-amidst-three-priority-2-issues-and-a-release-tomorrow. vella

Note: Last time I count, I still have 566 friends on facebook. If, God forbid, it'll happen to decrease by 2, I'll know who would have disown me.

moments like this

1.you're riding a taxi to SM (after work) coz you're meeting up your sister who promised to treat you a pizza and then along the way (in IT park) you saw sexy ladies jogging! WHHHHYYYYYYY?

2. Conversation in the jeep.

call center agent 1: you're newly grad? how old are you? 

call center agent 2: 21

call center agent 1: oh my God I'm 24 I feel so old.

... and you just sat there being 28. WHHYYYY?

madmas

i havent had sleep for the last 26 hours. that gal in orange just came from singapore and as usual we talked (no we dont talk, we shout at each other) for 5 hours til 4:30 in the morning. as usual we tackled about body issues, boys, we made ukray over famous people, and the puzzling quest that despite our awesomeness (we declared it ourselves), why are we still single!

have you experience when you talk to someone else and then you were running out of topic to talk about and there comes a moment of silence? - that never happened to us! it's always like we're in a competition where we're being judged on who will have the most number of words spoken in the conversation. and when you see us, you'll think that we're arguing because, as i've said, we shout at one another and we made ukray at each other and we never get hurt. we laughed over our broken hearts and failed relationships, too. i think there's a word for that... craziness.

now, let's go back to the zero number of hours i've slept for the past 26 hours, so, to all my officemates, if you see a zombie walking down the hall, do not panick, that just me!

gihimog diary ang blog

dear diary,

i am once again in my favorite place. it's far from being classy or luxurious room that can be seen in magazine. to be fact, it's messy with used dress hanging on the wall and an unmade bed nearby. i am sitting not on a soft padded swivel chair that i've been sitting 5 days a week in the office, but, on a plastic stool that i am not even sure if it can hold my [aherms] voluptuous body long enough for me to post this blog. 

my mother just came in to gave me my favorite pillows for my tonight's favorite event - sleeping. uh, can i just tag her along with me when i get married? life would be much comfortable with her. my father is in the next room, watching tv. actually, it's just the idea of him watching juan dela cruz, ang bakal na krus, but really, he's just sleeping through it. 

on the next barrio, there's a fiesta going on, and a singing contest is held tonight in the plaza. my sisters didn't want to miss that so off they went to watch it. my mother asked me to go with her to watch, too, and as usual i said "i don't want to". i don't know why this 5x6-meter room is more interesting to me than anything outside on it. 

i travel 3 hours almost every weekend just to be here. this place is far from being perfect but i wouldn't trade it for paris hilton's place. uhm... on the second thoght...

until then,

vella

ps: believe me, i tried so hard but this is the best i could get. i'm not good in selfies :(

They call it cooking

I was cooking chopsuey (my first attempt) then I thought here's my chance to be creative, why not put a whole can of century tuna on it. Turn out to be not a very good idea. The flavor of canned tuna mixed with chorizo is just... its... I couldn't explain it in words. Just the distorted face of my sister when she tasted it is the best way to describe it. 

The second one is chicken caldereta. I bought a caldereta mix (1 sachet) from a grocery store. Since, I'm the only one at home that time, I only cook 3 pieces of chicken. I just mix everything and cook it. Remember when your teacher told you how important it is to read instructions before taking exams? Well, I do now. Because the caldereta mix that I bought was for a kilo worth of meat. So imagine an over powering caldereta sauce to my chicken. It taste funny and weird.

malling with zoie and 3rdy

I was sooooooo excited to see these little bugs.

 We met up at SM last Saturday and it was the little girl who saw me first while I was descending from an escalator and I swear to God she was so excited to see me, it was all written in her tiny little face. She dis-entangled her hand from her mother and run as much as her little feet could do towards me - it just melts my heart. I was a bit afraid though that she might jump into the descending escalator, hehe. Now I know how did the The Beatles felt amidst the screaming fans while descending from this airplane. Rock star.

Anyways, while their parents were running some errands, I was more than happy to entertain this tiny humans and what's the best place to go for that? Yeah right, Bibbo (SM City)! So, I spent like a hundred bucks only and got a priceless worth of laughter and memories in return. Am I the best Aunt or what? hehe. I don't have photos of it, I only had the video and it's lengthy and I don't have the time to wait up (for uploading).

After having lunch, they went up for shopping. And you know what comes with shopping, right? WALKING!! Lots and lots of them. So, after they got their bikes as promised, those little bugs lost their interest to shop clothes for the grown ups and started having their long faces on. So being an appointed SUPER AUNT from the universe and beyond, I came to the rescue. I pulled them out from the arduous task of shopping and we went to have snacks instead. It was past 3pm already so I knew they needed a recharge. We went to this sandwich station near the movie house, it's the nearest snack eatery with chairs, which I needed more than them. My legs were hurting from walking for 3 hours. I bought them buko shakes, hotdogs and junk foods (shhhh, don't tell their mom) and they're loving it!

So, they're having some serious business of waiting up for the grown-ups to finish their shopping!

And then the little girl thought that she needed something to wrap her meal up and since she's not old enough for a beer, she went for her second best option instead. She looked down the table and what did she got from the table roof? Of course a GUM, where else can you find a free gum, huh?

I diverted my attention to something other than them for just a brief second and the next thing I saw was this little girl putting the gum on her mouth (again, don't tell their mom). THE HORROR! I asked her where did she find it and she re-enact how did she get it. I tell you, this kid, she is just the wisest. And she is only two. 

We've been there for an hour already and they're starting to get bored so the SUPER AUNT got to do what she really needed to do - to let them play in the movie house waiting area (with people walking everywhere because the Iron Man 3 was on). Not my best decision ever, coz this little minions swagged around like a 'boss'. So, I was chasing them here and there, like a true Super Aunt will do. I think there were some shouting involved, of course that's what a super aunt do when things got out of hand. And with the people around.... uh! 

Just look at that, she boss around like she own the place. 

Later on, people were coming out from the movie house and tried to sit down on the bench, but oh! oh!, she never scoot. There's no way she would scoot. Look how she occupied half of the bench and how those 3 women settled on what little space that was left for them.

And here's the best part. After I activated my sweat glands on, I was sweaty all over (akong nawong murag gikumot ug engkanto), I saw a familiar face from a coffee shop nearby and tsadaaaan... he was my ex-crush whom I haven't seen for five years or more. He was with 3 other people. I wanted to go hide but with 2 extra little people with me, it's not that easy. So, he saw me and he went near me and he started a conversation and as usual, I started to act weird. I smiled a lot and asked stupid questions like 'why he was there?'. My God, its a mall. That's what people do, they go to the mall. I excused myself the first chance I could get to avoid further awkwardness.

4 pics 1 word

I spent my weekend guessing words and I wish I could say that I was having the best time of my life, after all that's the reason why we play games, but I just couldn't. I was angry and moody the whole time. Apparently it's not just my coins that is thinning but also my sanity. See, this the reason why I'm not a gamer. I'm not patient enough to lose. Sportsmanship?... not familiar, we haven't meet yet!

Sometimes, I'll just stared at my phone's screen for almost an hour non-stop, guessing a 3-letter word (Yeah, I have a life). And I'm too damn proud to ask help from anyone so, I just suffered in seclusion.

And on the 309th word, I admitted defeat! Which is not an easy job for me, trust me! If not just for my deteriorating health - I mean I am not a doctor but sweaty hands, high body temperature and increasing heart beats meant something bad was happening in my body system. And I'm having a history of high blood pressure, so putting two and two together is not rocket science. Really, another more minute, atakihon nako! Not a joke. And I don't wanna be that person with these words inscribed in her tombstone - Cause of death: due to 4 pics 1 word. That is just lame.

I wanna be a legend but not this kind of legend. I definitely do not want to be in this list of people with unusual death when I die.

So I'm gonna put "ASSEMBLE" on the list of my least favorite words. 

DO NOT EVEN ASK ABOUT THE COINS! LEAVE THE COINS ALONE! *Sigh* Okay, I even considered buying coins online, not my proudest moment.

hungover

I was drunk last night. We had this boracay rum in the fridge that has been there for 3 months - actually it's the first resident of our newly bought fridge - waiting for someone to laid hands on it. I don't know what made me bought it coz I'm not a fan of alcohol.

Anyway, I watched Love and Honor and Liam Hemsworth was in it, being hot - smokin' hot. This man, he could just stand there and do nothing, and still people will gonna watch him. Looking at him for an hour made me do irrational decision so, I thought "oh what the heck, I need a drink". Yes your honor, he made me drink alcohol.

The problem with non-drinker is we tend to over drink coz we do not know how far could we go on. I just grabbed a mug and filled it to the brink and drunk it like a pro. No breathing involve. I didn't breath coz I don't like how it smells. It smells like... alcohol.

So, I spent the last 45 minutes of the movie being tipsy. And there was this scene where Liam was arrested and he was being saved by his army pal, I found it so funny I laughed so hard. I don't know if it really was funny or it was just the alcohol laughing.

I woke up early today so I could come here (Oslob) early to spent my holy week. The 3-hour bus ride was uneventful coz I slept the whole time. I was so hungover that hearing people talk was like having needles poking the throbbing vein in my temporal lobe that was threatening to pop. So, I ended up using my earphones and listened to anything that was in my phone, and believe me, being a non-music fanatic, there aint that much. The music soothed me to sleep... or it was just the hungover, IDK.

I woke up with the konduktor's tap of my arm signalling to pay the fare. Then, I heard Jingle Bell Rock in the background and I almost ask "Is it christmas already?", then I remember I had my earphones on. Now, I gotta need to copy more songs to my phone.

By the way, that Boracay rum is cappuccino flavor and it ruins cappuccino for me. Now everything that smells coffee makes me wanna puke. Now, look what you just did Liam!

second hand smoking

I wish there's a law that will enforce those who smoke to just smoke in an enclose area (like a huge bubble) so that it's only them who can inhale all that the cigarettes could offer without sharing it to anyone. I mean, there's a reason we do not smoke, people. Don't just rub all your left-over smokes out of our faces. So what, just because you wanna kill yourself, you get to kill others, too?! THAT'S NOT COOL.

I hate it when people smoke in public places. My brother smokes and it bothers me when he does that in front of me much more to his children.

Second hand smoking is as bad as having yourself doing it, so, people, let everyone decides what they wanna do with their lungs. If you wanna bathe your lungs with nicotine, you can do it as much as you want, I do not care. Repeat, I DO NOT CARE! You just don't have the right to shove it to everyone's nostrils around you. Do not bother all the healthy lungs around you. For all you know, it's those owners who will send you to the hospital in the future. Again, NOT COOL!

fiction

I posted a short story in this website and I received so many hateful reviews. They hated one of the characters so much I even consider a possibility of killing him in the next chapter. First timer, people, have some slacks.

All those haters... Now, I get you Lindsay Lo.

yes, yes show

These are the top 8 of my list of tv series:

Grey's Anatomy

this is my favorite show, ever! i've been rewatching all episodes over and over again and still couldn't get enough of it. I've been trying to persuade my sisters to watched it for so long and they didn't think it as a good pasttime. They always think that I have a poor taste when it comes to tv series and movies. They didn't even bother to try watching it - well 'til lately. They (my elder sisters) had watched every movies and series that I supplied so they didn't have much choice but to watched Grey's (yes, I'm hurt). And I'm gonna tell you this, THEY LOVE IT!!! We will gather around and talk about it incessantly. Oh my God, there's this tiny portion in my brain reserved for fangirling and it's exploding. They are on their 30's and we'll talk about it like a crazy teenagers, hehe, we are so cute... Or not, but I don't care! 

FRIENDS

If you just wanna be entertained without using too much brain (like me), then this show is for you. Just the body gestures of the characters drives me to the brink. one time, i laughed so hard I spit on my laptop monitor. I had to stopped watching just to clean it up.

The Big Bang Theory

Opposite to FRIENDS, this needs a lot of brains. They're talking about science and stuff and complex characters from epic/fantasy movies and tv shows (that i don't watch) that are sometimes needs a lot of understanding. It just funny crazy how geeky/brain-y people interacts with normal ones. They are all awkward (in a funny) as they tackle about girls and relationships.

Modern Family

It's about family and the problems that comes with it. 

Oh I just love Gloria and Cam. They steal the show, everytime.

Happily Divorced

Story of divorced couple who still lives together due to economic recession. The husband comes out as GAY after 18 years of marriage that triggers the divorce. And because of the poor economy, they cannot afford to live separately so they live within the same roof while each re-entering the dating pool. The first three episodes were so funny that I needed to pause the player from time to time just to contend myself from giggling - no, laughing... hysterically!

The Nanny

I remember watching it when I was still young and didn't understand a single thing. I just watched it coz the lady in it has a funny voice. And then lately, I secured a copy from Edward and watched it for 2 weeks straight. I looked forward going home from work just to watch every single episodes. Fran (the protagonist) is so Fran-tastic, she delivers funny lines, effortlessly, and is the reason why I watched Happily Divorced

How I Met Your Mother

Just like FRIENDS. They exaggerated small things/happenings in life. I missed the last season coz Dwight, my HIMYM supplier, is on different part of the world now so I guess I'll be missing my own dosage of this show in a very long time :(

Two and A Half Men

I love it 'til charlie Sheen is gone. It's dirty, which I like. Haha! But Kutcher enters and I stopped!

I always wanted to have a selective amnesia and forgot everything about these shows and just re-watched everything and fell in love again. And while most of my friends opt for vampire and musical shows, these are what gets me. What can I say, I always have a knack for funny show. 

mana

I don't know what does that mean and I don't even know if I spelled it right but that's what we called her.

She's the oldest relative I've seen in person. She was my grandmother's big sister. She was always been very old and slouchy and had this grouchy face as I can remember. She was very strong and I never saw her crying, even when grandmother died. 

One day, she greeted me on my birthday and I asked her when was her's so I could greet here back when that time comes. She said she couldn't remember when and nobody else does. I could have asked "how about your mother, didn't she tell you?", but I was so young then that I thought old people doesn't have mothers because they are old. I was five or six and still didn't get the circle of life.

I always remember her as someone who always has something for me. She kept food (mostly fruits) amongst her dresses, wrapped in towels (not the fancy kind where it's all fluffy, she couldn't afford it; it's custom-made, cut out from the flour's sack; in our dialect, we called it sako sa harina). She spent most of her mornings in our babaw (mountain) where she got all those fruits and kept it for us. My fun afternoon was consist of going to their house, which is a stone's throw away from ours, and get whatever she had stored for me. She had no husband and children and she wasn't friendly or so I thought. I just never seen her socializing - yes, I've got that genes - but she was always good with children.

towel cut out from sako sa harina

Our bonding moments consist of going to our babaw (mountains) where they grow crops like corns and camote. We would start walking as early as five o'clock in the morning and reached our destination in time for breakfast - my favorite part of the journey. We will soon rest in the small nipa hut where we would open whatever baons we brought along. Then she and my grandma would do the farming while I roamed around together with my cousin and siblings in the wide land full of wild berries and fruits and get everything our dainty hands could bring. My cousin once said that mana even climbed a coconut tree once to get some coconuts just because my cousin (and company) wanted to drink coco juice. Hardcore, right?

Then time passes and she became ill and couldn't walk and was bedridden for a very long time. She stopped giving treats and I stopped seeing her. Playmates and friends became more fun than shes was and soon I lost my interest to her. There were times that I went to her room and she would just stare at me. I think she felt bad because she couldn't give anything to me anymore. She never forgets our names but there are times she mismatched names with another person. One day she said "dakoa na nimo day oi (you look so big already)" and I realized she must be sick long enough for her to never saw me growing. The chit-chats we always shared just stopped and being a child and immature, I blamed her for that. She stopped being strong and I was afraid that she was not the same mana I was so fond of. Sometimes, I even went in there and just peek at a small opening in her door, not wanting to get inside and acknowledge my presence. She was so different. She was not the mana I used to know.

She died when I was 12 (I think) and it made me very sad. But I can't remember if I ever did shed a tear. Maybe, I never fully appreciated the beauty of having her in my life. I couldn't even remember if I ever said thank you to every guyabano or guava or senegwelas or lomboy her frailly hands offered unselfishly. Hands that was aged beautifully through years...

Going back today, it made me think that I was cut in the same stone as she was. All the traits she had, I saw it in me the more I aged. Like she was, I am shy, I don't like people most of the time, I don't cry easily and I love children. And did I mention  that she didn't get married? Now, I know where I'm going.

zumba

here's a thing. i really tried to be healthy so i go to this zumba class (not far away from where i work) and tried to go there, regularly. i started this thing like 5 months ago and didn't tell anybody so that i'll just show up being thin and surprise everybody and GLOAT with all my glory in this blog.. and guess what?.. nah, don't even ask!

so, i guess what i just mentioned above wouldn't gonna happen, so might as well make a fun out of it and write it here. coz that's what i do best.

as usual, lazyness got the better of me and i ended up having 3 sessions only for each of the last 2 months. i think (I THINK) i lost weight on the first 3 months but then holidays came and put back all the lost pounds in me - with a little extra more :(((

i categorized the participants into two kinds: 1) those who makes me fell bad about myself and 2) those who makes me fell good! no need to expand here.

being shy as always and wanna be left unnoticed, i usually situated myself behind everyone else. so i could see everyone like a "big brother" and do some critics. 

there were grandmas who are so cute i just wanna stare at them the whole time. very inspiring! there are a couple of people who continue to do routines even during the water break, i mean, couldn't they feel exhausted? i was on fire the whole time my body temperature couldn't go any higher. and then there's this pretty lady. the first time i saw her i immediately decided to hate her for no reason at all [coz that's what i do]. but then she decided to smile and it warmed my heart. so now i'm all girl crushing and i don't even know what's her name. yeah, wrong gene squad, again. and then there are just some people who's purpose of going in there is to piss me off. i mean they're long legs are from here to there and they didn't have an ounce of body fat. i mean any small amount of weight their losing and they'll disappear. and based on the way they dance, they've been doing this long enough to memorize all the basic steps. seriously, why everyone can't just be lazy like me?! hahaha.. BITTER OCAMPO! 

and also, i like the fact that my rubber shoes has served its purpose and could take a vacation leave from collecting cobwebs and dusts from the shoe stand. that's all.

here's an evidence that sometime in my lazy life, i lift my butt off and exercised!

birthday blues

i woke up pre-dawn during my birthday and when i realized it, i was having palpitations... and not in a good way... not the kind where you're excited and couldn't contend it. it is more of like being chased by demons and wanna hide in middle earth kind of way. realizations flooded and occupied at the tiniest nerves of my brain cells - and at 1:00 in the morning, much of them were dead asleep. all those questions of "what ifs" and "why i'm still not..." bugged me and base on experience, i'll be dealing with it every 28th of the first month of the year.

i was considering to have a grand EXIT from the earth and go to other random planets where there are a thousand days in a year - where i could celebrate birthdays lesser. pluto perhaps.. wait, that isn't a planet anymore. that's another thing i'm mad about, they're excluding pluto from the list of planets. i mean... i digress. i guess i'll make a separate post out of that. my point is, i don't want a plus on my age. i haven't grow that much (we're not talking about physical aspects, leave my bilbil alone) since my last birthday! and that just scares the hell out of me! i still don't have a house, a car, i'm still not sexy, i'm still single - amongst other things. i mean, i haven't attained half of the things i wrote in my high school essay of "what i'm gonna be 10 years from now". omg, panic attack! panic attack!

and i feel uneasy. i don't want people to make it a big of a deal. i just want it to be a normal day. i don't know what's with me, it just it!

although, i don't want to be pretentuous and lie about it, but i was sad when no one texted me til 2pm. not making it a big deal is one thing and not remembering it is another thing... the last part kinda hurts!

all the greetings came a day after. yuh, i remember, everyone thought my birthday is on the 29th. just a small mistake from the registry of names (i don't know what are they being called) that i had to suffer from the rest of my life. sweet!

i was thankful for the wonderful greetings on my facebook. gestures like this is more than enough. just happy wishes.. no asking of age.. 

although, this post makes me blush! thanks a lot icing! she made this 4-5 years ago and i was so touched. she re-posted it on facebook. she is the sweetest!

thanks to my brother and my long time friend juliet who made an overseas call all the way from UAE and Japan, respectively.

thanks to my bff, norina, for coming all the way from singapore to share this special day with me..

and lastly to my family.. nagpa nobena tawn sila ka senyor sto niño for me.. you are the best!

do not read

I'm allergic to relationship and it makes me crazy thinking about marriage. 

Philippines has no divorce so I'd be stuck with him [what every fairy tale is fondly refers to as] FOREVER. I am on my mid 20's and man, if I'd be married now, how long is forever gonna be? I know, that word defies romance in every possible levels but reality has it's own way of sucking that word up. 

Oh! why do marriage was invented!! Can we be like pigs and screw every person we like?. Oh, did I just said that? WORD!

And if anything goes wrong with the marriage and thinking that human male's average lifespan is 75 years old, "'til death to us part" is a very very long time and I don't have the patience to wait up. You know how everyone's talking about the greatness of being proactive, is this applicable in this scenario? I could encourage him to drink and smoke more!! That is a long shot but one can only hope.

Above all, the reason I'm not a marrying type? Coz I'm single.. hahaha.. you know the tales about single and being insecure?! I'm starting to believe that! 

Lemme tell you another story if (??!!) I can find the right one :P

my inspiration for this post:

-there are two kinds of men in the world - a good one and my cousin's husband! all i'm saying is that how can a person, refered by the society as the "haligi ng tahanan" beat up a woman who makes them a living and doesn't take care of his children and still has a good night sleep?

wrapping up 2012

for milestones...

1. i was in the US for the first quarter of the year

....

i think that's pretty it for the milestones. unless i was drunk the entire year and forgot what had happened, my life has been uneventful and pretty boring the rest of the year! my saturdays was spent in front of my laptop, which doesn't serve it's purpose as what i've thought when i bought it (to practice my programming skills) coz what i only made it do is play movies and tv series. yeah, i past my mid 20's and still my life revolves around fictional lives portrayed by fictional characters on television.

of course there are some minor milestones that had happened to me, but i don't want you to sleep reading this... so skipt that part.

on the other part, i've been to a series of misfortunes and shameful event last year, and for the sake of equality, let me put it here, too.

2. i stalked people on the internet. there is this young girl (she's 15) who has this incredible blog site. it really is not that good for some, but for me it's while-worthy. she talks about her dreams which others may find it boring, but for someone like me whom when i was her age, the only time i spent writing is when a teacher puts a grade on it - that's pretty amazing.

3. i planned to loss weight many times and as you may have seen me this year - I FAILED! apparently, food is stronger that i thought. it always wins!

4. i've been asked to donate blood for my friends (not necessarily the recepient) and i've taking that into consideration but my fear of needles is too much - just the mere thought of it making it's way into my body makes me puke! and it's just crazy that every time a friend needs a blood donor, it always is B+. and guess what, i carried those bloods. pffft (honestly i don't know what pffft means but it seems people on the internet used it as an expression for frustration, so...)! i dont know, maybe we (B+ carriers) are generally sickly or... that is just rude, lemme stop here.

5. i lost my wallet... again. i may set a record here and it seemed like i make it a habit, annually. that was pre-christmas and i carried more than enough money coz you know it was gift-giving time and you could have an impromptu shopping... so, i was in the grocery buying candies (not for me but for nieces and nephews, let's make that clear and no looking back on number 3 again) and after paying at the cashier, i went to the nearest table in the foodcourt adjacent to the grocery. i put everything on it including the wallet, sorted my 3 bags of groceries out and then head home. i just realize 20 minutes later that i've lost it when i stopped in a nearby fastfood to eat (aherms, again let's not look back on number 3) and can't find my wallet in my bag. you know, all those experiences i've had in the past did something good for me to at least calm me down even if my heart seemed like it'll going to pop right out from my chest. then i was thinking of what will be my excuse to be out leave from the office to get a new set of atm and credit cards. coz it's the last month of the year and i'm pretty sure i already used all my leave credits. anyway, i went back to the table and didn't found it. and i'm not sure when and where did i lost it. and i think, it was God's gift to me when a security guard approached me and asked if i lost something. every eyes on the foodcourt was on me - even from those creepy lechon on the food counter. so to cut the story short, the guard saw it lying on the table and turn it over to the customer service. so i got my wallet back. best christmas present ever!