McDreaming :D

We all think we’re going to be great. And we feel a little bit robbed when our expectations aren’t met. But sometimes our expectations sell us short. Sometimes the expected simply pales in comparison to the unexpected. You’ve gotta wonder why we cling to our expectations. Because the expected is just what keeps us steady…standing…still. The expected, just the beginning.
The unexpected…is what changes our lives.

I just watched the latest episode of Grey’s Anatomy–Great Expectations.

And I nearly had a heart attack!!!!!! Heart attack, man!!!!!! Thank you, great ending, for not letting me sleep early!!!!

*sigh*

I loved it loved it loved it!!! I wonder who will say yes.

Awwww but I felt bad for the chief though…and Addison. But not so much for Addy because it was a bit funny. hehehe And I think for Addy it’ll turn out peachy keen in the end! hehehe Don’t care if it’s McSteamy or Alex. Or whoever hot guy comes next. Hehehe

*sighs*

Burke is just…*sigh* perfect. God I cannot believe the rate at which I am swooning. I’ve forgotten I could reach such great heights. haha

Oh well. Wish me all the luck and backbone. I’m handing in my resignation today. That is, if I don’t chicken out. Deep breaths. Deeeeeeep breaths.

And I’m posting what Alet said to me during our YM convo. Just to keep me grounded:

give it to her then before she gives you more things to do. go through with it trish. you’ve past the point of no return. it’ll be easier on both of you if you do it sooner rather than later.

you know your mind is already made up. don’t second guess yourself. give the letter when she gets back. maybe give her a 5min breather

don’t forget get yourself a copy of your resignation with a received by signed. Its a minor thing and morke of a precaution to keep fuck up companies to make it seem like they fired you instead of you resigning. The odds of that happening is small but better to be safe than sorry

Photography 101

I love these pics I took the afternoon before the World Pyrolympics here in Manila. They were taken near CCP (Cultural Center of the Philippines) after Alet and I watched the musical, Peter Pan. Loved them pirates! RAWR! Wehehe

Here’s a pic of Alet looking like a Japanese tourist:

LOL.

The photos of Manila Bay also reminded me too much of San Francisco’s Fisherman’s Wharf:

I miss SF. I miss this spot at the wharf right by the lamp post where I used to have lunch:

I miss all the yummy fruits:

I miss SF MOMA (free entrance every first Tuesdays of the month!!) and the Palace of Fine Arts (where you see a lot of artists at work everyday):

I even miss the fog. No matter how friggin cold it can be.

And I miss Les Miz. And downtown shopping. And Berkeley. And Borders… And the 30-day return policy!!! Hehehe

And that African-American guy who scares tourists by the wharf. He was there when I visited ten years ago. And was there again when I visited a few years back.

Erm, I can’t find the pics for those…wehehe

So I guess here ends my first photo journal of the year.

Ptolemy’s Gate

Jonathan Stroud is a genius! A genius!!! *kudos*

I just finished book three of The Bartimaeus Trilogy–Ptolemy’s Gate–and I have to say that I was really blown away by the ending! I loved, loved, loved it.

Ptolemy’s Gate was definitely my favorite among the three books. It showed growth among both Nathaniel and Kitty’s characters–I daresay they both redeemed themselves here–especially Nathaniel! They’ve gone from being too set in their individual ideals to finally seeing the world not just in plain black and white but being attuned to the meandering grey areas as well.

And as always Bartimaeus was positively enchanting–I love his footnotes! Hehehe. What I loved even more about the book is that you get to really know him here as Kitty uncovers his past, his colorful history, how it’s like in the Other Place, and consequently, his strong bond with his previous master, the child-magician Ptolemy, whose form he always takes. Awww. I loved Ptolemy. And, in the end, Nathaniel too. Tears. Wehehe. :”)

It was a great trilogy that ended magnificently! Apt. Very much apt.

I agree with Publishers weekly’s review: “A potent ending that is at once unexpected and wholly earned.”

Man, this read was just what I needed to jolt me out of this state of limbo I’m in at the moment.

BTW, I’ve decided. Whether I’ve scored myself a better offer or not, I’m handing in my one month’s notice Feb. 15. The Dragon Lady’s driving me crazeeee. I’ll age faster than normal if I stay there longer than March. Gad. I’ll be insanely busy before I leave though. What with all the friggin milestones (I hate that word now, milestones. Bah Humbug) Huhu. I want to leave NOW but I can’t just yet. Timing is everything. But the important thing is I’m LEAVING.

God only knows it’s time I close that door and open another one. Hopefully, the next one’ll lead me into a much more fulfilling avenue this time.

Third time’s a charm? Good things come in threes? Well I fervently hope so.

Sigh. Sana totoo ang magic noh? LOL

Conan strikes again!

Most recent quotes from Late Night:

Earlier today Kirstie Alley celebrated her 56th birthday. You can tell Kirstie Alley planned her own party, because there was only one candle… and 56 birthday cakes.

Last night, the new season of Donald Trump’s reality show “The Apprentice” aired. This time around, Trump has changed his catch phrase from “You’re fired” to “Rosie’s fat.”

Stars

I know I posted this some time ago already but I couldn’t resist. I’ve always loved this quote from The Little Prince

All men have stars. But they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they are wealth. But all these stars are silent. You–you alone–will have the stars as no one else has them.

In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night… You–only you–will have stars that can laugh!

Dreading Monday

Do I really have to show up at work tomorrow? *groans*

*image from post-secret*

the dragon lady

I don’t really know when I started calling *Miranda* ‘The dragon lady.’ I mean, we used to be relatively close before. We’d even watch movies and go out wherever together. And we always had something to talk about. It was like a quasi-friendship. I mean, even before, I knew she wasn’t really my friend. How could one become friends with one’s boss? As much as I liked hanging out with her, I couldn’t really define who she was to me. She was my friend (?) but she was also my superior at work. There were a lot of blurry grey areas there.

Anyway, to cut to the chase…I can’t stand her now. I think I’ve become quite allergic to her. Every time she’s in the same room as me, I feel suffocated. As in my heart starts palpitating, my mood–my entire aura darkens! It’s turned into a psychological thing. She’s in my nightmares even!!!

She’s just…gah. A nightmare. And I don’t really want to devote an entire entry to her now do I??

So, no. I’m going to talk about something else. Hay.

I haven’t started the travel blog yet. Haven’t the time. And, to be honest, I’ve been avoiding the internet at home because it feels like I’m still in the office. So I’ve reverted to doing a lot of leisure time the minute I step out of the office. Watched a ton of new tv shows–I’m making up for lost time so I bought DVDs of entire seasons of a number of tv shows. Gad. Hehe

I’m still as restless as ever. But I’m not alone in that arena. My sister’s practically bursting to catch the next flight to Thailand. Speaking of which, I really need to set a schedule for my Singapore trip. My free flight’s slipping out of grasp as my miles expire so I better redeem the ticket soon. I’m thinking Holy Week. That way, I won’t have to be absent much at work. And I’m not really worried because I doubt I’d still be with my company then. Like I said, I give myself until March. I can’t take any more of the dragon lady breathing down my neck.

Craving Starbucks’ Java Chip Frap really bad right now. I just finished a bag of Doritos and the after taste is driving me nuts!!!

I need a LOT of munimuni time

*sighs*

I haven’t really blogged much the past couple of days. Feels like weeks. I mean, I normally blog at least twice every day. Whatever. I’m babbling.

My grandfather’s here in Manila at the moment. I’m so glad because I miss him terribly. Hay. Why can’t we all just have the power to teleport anywhere in the world? That would do us a lot of good. Whoever will eventually figure out the art of teleportation, you have my blessing. And should you ever need financial assistance, I know some people who can help you out. Just drop me a comment!!!

Hay. Anyway, here’s the nitty-gritty.

Well, it’s no big secret that I’m really hating my job right now. I didn’t before. Fact is, I used to really love it. Some months ago, I even saw myself staying in my company for a couple of years! But the thing is, things change. Only thing constant. And I guess my thoughts on the matter did also.

Just to let out a couple of my frustrations (I know I’ve whined and whined and whined some more about my job but please bear with me)…I used to love my bosses. But after what’s happened the past few months, I’ve had a change of heart. It’s not that I despise them all of a sudden…I’ve just come to realize the differences between real promises and empty ones. When I was still being interviewed and during the plenty other times that they would take me out to lunch, they painted great pictures about what’s to become of me. And it seems that that was all they were. Pretty great pictures. Because all their promises of doing this and that has just not happened at all. God, I’m really so frustrated by everything lately. Well, everything work-related anyway.

I have ZERO savings. The pay is THAT crappy. And I’ve actually cut down on my expenses here. They keep telling us about this profit sharing policy but so far, it has not happened. Nor do I expect it to. I’ve learned to not expect too much from my company. Saves me the disappointment of not having them meet my expectations.

I do not like my clients. Well I did once. When I started working there some eight or nine months ago, I used to put these companies on a pedestal. But not anymore. I worked my ass off to deliver everything they asked me to. And MORE, mind you. I became a workaholic. I attended their boring ass parties. I sucked up to a lot of media people just to get their boring stories out in the papers. Hell, I practically sold my soul to them. For a meager salary with no overtime pay whatsoever. Yuck OA. haha. Anyway, I sacrificed a lot of my time for these people. And you would think that they would at least show a little gratitude for all the hard work they’ve put me through.

Sigh.

I really don’t know how much of this I can put up with. I KNOW I’m not really sticking around longer than March. I just feel it in my bones. As soon as I find a better job, I’m out. Well, after a month’s notice anyway. Or if I’m really indignant, two weeks. Ehehe.

I have this whole I’m-leaving-soon mentality now. It’s not really doing me any good because I just do petiks most of the time. I’m so unmotivated.

So where does my grandfather come into the picture? Well, he asked me a while ago to think about going back to our hometown. To help my mom run the bank. He said he’s going to be fully retiring in two years time and that my mom would really need the extra hand. Sigh. We’ve had this conversation before…well, except for the retiring thing because that caught me a bit off-guard. But I’m really glad for him…he’s worked so hard.

Hay.

This is just incredibly hard for me. I know they’re not really pressuring me to come back and that they’d want me to pursue whatever it is I want to pursue. And I have to admit that going back would really help me save a lot. I won’t have to spend much on transportation or food or laundry…every thing’s free there. All my earnings would go to my savings. And seriously, I really do need to start thinking about that. I haven’t saved anything at all. Especially at the salary I’m earning now. Ugh.

But still. I just…well, other than the bank and my family, there’s nothing for me there…I hate saying this aloud because I somehow feel that I’m betraying my family when they’ve worked so hard to get me where I am now. And I just feel like the world’s most ungrateful daughter and granddaughter.

And they’re not even pressuring me to stay there forever. I mean, just a couple of years until I’ve saved enough for me to do whatever I want to do. They’re actually helping me out!!! But I don’t know why I just can’t bring myself to go back! I KNOW it’s the easier option…

*deep breaths*

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Man I have a lot of thinking to do this year.

I need a breather…time for some much needed kababawan…

My beloved ROME is back!!!!! Season 2’s here!!!!

And I’m in Book 2 of The Bartimaeus Trilogy! Again, I’m in the mood to read fantasy. And this trilogy’s the perfect way to start my, uh, reading year

I love Bartimaeus! He’s such a wily, witty and outspoken character! I don’t like his master, Nathaniel, much though. He reminds me too much of Harry Potter in Book 5. Annoying and generally self-absorbed. If it weren’t for Bartimaeus, he would’ve been killed a dozen of times. He has potential, yes, but he really needs to work on his personality. I mean, the djinni’s saved his ass a number of times already and he doesn’t even seem to appreciate it. Instead, he issues one command after the other!!! Jerk! Reminds me of my clients. And the dragon lady at work. Geez enough with the work talk! Gad.

Anyway, I’m starting Book 2 at the moment. Will talk more about the book again when I’m done. Hehe. Good night!

Crikey!

Steve Erwin’s daughter’s taking on her dad’s footsteps. Awww. Dagnabbit why am I suddenly teary-eyed???

The internet connection’s really killing me. Slower than a turtle on a lazy day. It took forever for me to send some reports to my boss tonight. Yes, I take work at home now. I even dream of my bosses chasing me. It’s become somewhat of a nightly treat actually. Sigh. The pains of being an unwilling workaholic.

And I had this resolution of having leisure time before work at the beginning of the year? Not really going the way I expected. I have to drag myself out of bed during the work week. I’ve reached an all-time low today–got out of bed a few minutes before EIGHT. Work’s at 8:30. I even took my time in the shower. Really goes to show how excited I am about going back to the office, noh?

Hehe.

This entry’s pretty much pointless. I’m just killing time. Well, not really, because I should be heading up to my room already.

Oh, Steffi, I bought the first installment of Bartimeaus. Lovin’ it so far!

Letski and I are watching Peter Pan at CCP this Saturday. I’m doing all the legwork here. Ticket reservation and pickup. I’m Alet’s bitch. Haha. And we’re catching the last night of the world pyrolympics. Tang ena. Ang lupet ng fireworks!!!! And funny thing about it is, the company organizing the event, is headed by one of my college classmates. He’s their VP of corporate affairs, I think. Back in college, I thought he was one of those lazy weird senorito types who’d end up working for the family business. Now he has this really cool job and he’s doing quite good at it! Saw him on TV the other night. Shet.

I feel like the world’s biggest underachiever. LOL

Ooh pahabol. James Brown’s widow? Kinda looks like one of the Wayan brothers in White Chicks. Haha! I’ve been trying to figure out who she looks like every time I catch her at ET. Now I know! It’s Tiffany Wilson, the character played by Marlon Wayan!!! The resemblance is uncanny!

Tiffany Wilson —Tomi Rae Brown

Eragon

Waaaaah I hated the movie adaptation of Eragon. Whoever wrote the script did a horrible job of translating Christopher Paolini’s work on film. It came off as like a really bad parody of Lord of the Rings. Heck, they should’ve borrowed the sets of LOTR. At least they’d have come out as good imitations.

Swear. I hated it. It wasn’t faithful to the book at all. If it were, it would’ve turned out quite splendidly. Instead, it was pretty horrible. The scriptwriter didn’t look like he even read the book yet! He cut out so many important parts!!! And I didn’t really see gradual development in Eragon’s character. One minute he was this shy, weakling country boy; next thing you know, he had the ability to fight sorcerers in his sleep. Where was the part where he trained his ass off and learn any wisdom whatsoever? Not shown in the movie. Ugh.

And the girl who played Arya…don’t get me started on her. She did not look like an elf. And she had this really irritating aura about her. Arya in the book had this calming presence about her. Arya in the movie was irritating. She’s a damsel in distress!!! And elves have flawless skin…she didn’t!!!

The guy who played Roran was lame too. Geez. And John Malkovich didn’t really impress me with his rendition of Galbatorix. He looked too stiff, like he was all too aware of the camera pointed at him. Jeremy Irons was okay but I think he wasted his acting on such a bad script. And they sped up his death before he and Eragon’s relationship grew on screen. Bitin. Didn’t really do Brom’s character any justice. Pfft.

I think the only good thing about the movie was Rachel Weisz voicing over as Saphira. Loved her voice.

All in all, I wouldn’t recommend watching the movie. Just read the book and let your imagination take over. Beats any of the actors they had on that movie. Ugh. Crappy, crappy, crappy.

Stupid stupid scriptwriter!

If I were Christopher Paolini, I’d be outraged!