Ugly betty reunion

I am so not used to doing time-ins and time-outs at work. And I’m not used to someone rudely telling me in front of everybody that I am apparently not allowed to use the fugly baso in the pantry because apparently, only management and guests are allowed to use them. Geez. I mean, take it easy tiger. No need to be rude. >:(

And it’s not like I knew about it beforehand. YOU did not even bother to inform me. God. It’s not like the stupid glass is made of gold.

#@&*(!(#@!

On a lighter note, I had lunch with my ex PR officemates. Had fun catching up as usual.

I also ran into Mike, my old Amex drinking buddy. Awww fun times. I still remember our breakwater days. I wonder what happened to that place. It’s a stretch of beach along Manila Bay in Asia World. Deo was the one who took us there during my last night in Amex. I can’t believe it has been more than a year already. Apparently he’s in Cebu at the moment. Mike gave me his number and I’m not sure if I should give him a call while I’m there next week. It’s not like I have time to go out anyway. I’ll be busy.

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GRRR She REALLY pissed me off!!! >:(

Rassum Frassum.

Dance Dance

I just watched Hairspray with my sister. It was utterly HILARIOUS. I adored John Travolta’s character, Edna. His, uh, her scene with Christopher Walken was a total riot!

And I swear, there wasn’t a time during the movie that I didn’t want to dance along with the characters. Man I’m such a dork. I’m downloading the soundtrack as we speak. Geez!

Anyway, got to ride my dream car today. A mini cooper. I’m still reeling from my kababawan. I nearly swooned the first time I laid my eyes on it.

Everyone, meet my new boyfriend:

Sigh. So pogi.

Also accomplished a lot at work today. I have a client in the travel industry and I edited the content of their website and marketing collaterals–countless grammatical errors. I finally found my purpose. These people need me!!! LOL I mean, I’m no grammar guru but I’d like to think I’m capable enough.

What else? I played matchmaker today. Set up my friend with another friend. Older woman, younger guy. Keeping my fingers crossed V!

And I finally found something to wear for Benjie’s 70s & 80s themed party. Yahoo.

Hola!

I came home at 7am today.

I told myself I was just going to take a nap at Tricia’s couch (it was around 3am and the better looking “views” have already left) and the next thing I knew, the sun had already risen. I woke up to Pinky and Trish talking animatedly, and might I add, rather loudly, and the sight of all my other friends sleeping on almost every part of the living room.

A fraction of a second before I really woke up, I thought I was in a refugee center. Some were lying face down on the carpet, one was drooling all over the table, Kix and I were apparently sleeping head to head at the looooong cozy sofa, and…an interesting number of gay men had disappeared and, from what I’ve heard, apparently made their way into an empty room.

Crazy.

I had such a blast last night/this morning. At least, I feel that I did. I don’t have a hangover–Wes concocted the perfect drink for me. I don’t know what it’s called but it involves apple juice and, I think, gin. I forget. He gave me the recipe after I had my umpteenth glass. That devious bakla. Wouldn’t sell out his secret. Not even after I bribed him with a week’s worth of slavery, WHICH I very rarely offer by the way.

Hmmm. What else.

—I went to an art exhibit opening with Igor last Friday at the Goethe Institute. It was fun playing Amanda from Ugly Betty again. >:)
—Also had a reunion with my college block after the exhibit. Went to Bollywood. Which was just great because I’ve been craving Indian food.
—Met up with my best friend after Bollywood. Haha Friday was Reunion Central. Bruna and I had another one of our regular detox sessions. Haven’t seen her since I got back from Davao because we’ve both been busy the past month. Her, law school. Me, er, bumming. We did a lot of catching up. Miss you Cartolina!
—Saturday, I got to sing my rendition of “On My Own” from Les Miz in front of a ton of people. I’m no singer but tang ina, I rocked it. >:)
—Sunday (yesterday), I had one of the greatest conversations of my life. With my grandfather. Awww. And I had the best Starbucks Strawberries & Cream frappuccino! And the best siomai and the best pancit malabon!

Gad. The rate I’ve been eating the past week. I’m definitely hitting the gym soon.

Time for me to go out to the places I will be from

create your own visited country map

Smartass for life!

Crisis galore

I’m doing the crisis manual for the Cebu event.

So far, I’ve included heart attacks, food poisoning, terrorist threats, fires, earthquakes, gas leaks, secret pot sessions, and the great big chandelier falling from the (gee I wonder where) ceiling a la Phantom of the Opera.

Now I should really work on the less-extreme-but-most-likely-to-happen ones. Like Logistics. Pfft.

Can I just sleep now?

Last night was karaoke night with my friends. I got home around two in the morning, a wee bit drunk, and with “Total Eclipse of the Heart” wringing in my ears. I REALLY NEED YOU TONIGHT!!! Forever’s gonna start toniiiight…Forever’s gonna start tonight!

Hahaha! I can still see Adelle totally rocking that line! LOL

Good times, good times.

I am craving Malayan Chicken Curry, Nasi Goreng Nenas and Chicken Satay. And Sago Pudding.

sweet religion

I think I was a little too enthusiastic about my gym workout yesterday. I am a walking zombie with only impossible muscle pains to remind me that I’m still living. I’m supposed to think about an article for an advertorial we’re making for a client and my brain’s just not up to the task. It’s a simple article about the key points of an event we’re organizing–standard news article. And I’m too bangag to even start. Ergo, petiks.

So I guess the fact that I’m still here means that I’ve finally decided to go with this company. I’ve already declined the offer from Grace and I’m beginning to feel that certain, er, suffocating feeling coming from the fact that THIS IS IT. Time to commit again.

I am just, hmmm, terrified’s too strong a word. Anxious. I’ve always been in denial about my commitment issues, even though it has always manifested itself in my life at one point or another. Whether it’s with work or with my relationships. I tend to get a little bit–REALLY restless the minute I sense things are starting to become a little too serious. I tend to bail.

Which is why I love taking spontaneous trips to nowhere and everywhere. I didn’t realize until recently that I use traveling as an escape. Of course I love the perks–meeting new people, seeing new places, immersing myself in totally different cultures…but it’s really mainly to get away from people and things out to complicate my simple enough existence. When really, I was the only one doing all the drama.

So I hope things will change starting today. Time to start becoming more responsible. Hehe. And enough with the expectations–I tend to have ridiculous ones–because it’s better to just go into something and discover whatever one day at a time. I suppose life will be more exciting that way, yes?

And, er, this one’s a stretch but I should really stop–LESSEN my being judgmental. SO everytime they hold, um, Bible Study here every Thursday, I should just accept that. I don’t have to attend anyway. Gawd I’ve always had a thing against fundamentalists–mostly due to bad experiences when dealing with them–but I just have to deal with it. Waaaah. Last week I had to sit in because they were going to introduce me to the whole team and it turns out almost all the people here are Born Again Christians. I don’t have anything against them but I honestly do not think everything that’s written in the Bible is morally binding. It has answers, yes, but it doesn’t have ALL the answers. You don’t have to take it too literally. That is my opinion anyway.

And, hellooo, it was written by MAN; therefore making it open to error and misinterpretation.

Okay. Where did that outburst come from? Time to start working!!!

Have a nice day!

Ecstatic

Today kicked yesterday’s ass big time!

I was up as early as five in the morning because I was just so excited about how the day will turn out. See, today’s a crucial day for this leadership program I’m taking because it’s the last day for us to get new people to come in and enroll. My teammates committed to enrolling around 130 people today and we totally exceeded that goal–we were able to bring in 150!!!

It was just so amazing! It was already ten in the morning and we were still 15 people short. We just started calling people we knew, people we haven’t even talked to in a looong time–some weeks, months, and even years!–and right before 11:30am, we were up to 150! And that’s on top of the fact that we needed these people to pay P5,500 each for them to join the workshop.

AMAZING. Just friggin amazing. Unbelievable how much one group of really committed people can do to generate that effect on other individuals. Just amazing. I got goosebumps once we reached our target and we were just laughing like crazy, hugging each other like hell after we started seeing more and more “warm bodies” come in. It was CRAZY! Today’s attendance exceeded even the one during MY time! And my gay teammates were even exclaiming, “In fairness Trish, mas maraming cute ngayon!”

LOL

Eyelovit.

And even though I didn’t get my sister to join the workshop, I reached my own enrollment goal. Nothing short of amazing, really. Support was definitely there when I needed it. I swear I feel like I’m in AA. That building is definitely my safe place here in Manila. I tend to do crazy things the moment I step out of the elevator and into the fifth floor seminar hall. I can just be my crazy psychotic self. Because there are people there crazier than I am. Swear, it’s just so overwhelming!

And, haha, people told me pa I lost weight! Yeah baby! I now know how Donkey felt when he and Shrek woke up after drinking that Happily Ever After potion!

Donkey: Shrek and I drank this potion and now… we’re sexy!

Soon…I will be channeling Catherine Zeta-Jones. Haha.

And my friend TJ lent me this book of compiled Philippine short stories and I’m enjoying the read so far. Panalo. I can’t wait to get started writing my own. And with my enrollment goal out of the way, I’ll be more focused on the other goals I’ve set because it has definitely lifted a lot of the pressure. Tomorrow’s our first workshop and I’m curious as to what they’ll make us do this time. Because they really make us do things that we’d never imagined we’d be doing. Yey!

I am a lunatic.

calm before the storm?

I’ve locked myself up in my Uncle’s house. This is the controversial uncle who rarely spends time in his Paranaque residence because he is just having a blast living it up in his upscale Malate condo. He uses this house mostly as a studio. He’s very much into photography–shooting portraits of, er, men mostly. I’m not supposed to know about it but I found a couple of incriminating photos inside his nightstand. Yes, I tend to look at things I’m not supposed to. That’s one of the reasons why I get into a lot of trouble in the first place.

Anyway. I needed to escape from the big house where everywhere you go there are just people. I don’t know why but I find it difficult to relate to my family these days. My sister, even. Maybe because I went through A LOT the two months she was away in the States. New people started showing up, changes happened (some even drastic, really) and I don’t really think she sees or accepts that yet. She probably thinks this is just one big scam or something. It’s just hard. Because I tell her everything. And now I find it hard to do so because I don’t really know if she’d ever understand the degree of commitment I am in right now. Sometimes even I can’t comprehend it. Hehe OK enough with the angst.

Teka, one last thing. Someone’s just getting on my nerves lately. I’m all for freedom of expression but takte if people disagree with what you think, then just let it go!!! GAD! I’m sick of all the whining about how stupid this group is or how ‘nakakabobo’ this class is, ENOUGH. I have the sudden urge to just scream right now. GAAAD I feel my blood literally boiling. I feel like I’m about to explode!

Deep breaths.

On a lighter note, I might go to Cebu soon! It’ll be for an event at work. My boss found out I was from Davao and she assumed I was fluent in Bisaya. Er, I’m not. Ask anyone. I do understand it though and whenever I go back home, I tend to mix in a couple of Bisaya words into my Tagalog. I suppose that counts as “fluent.” Hey if it gets me out of Manila for a couple of days, I’ll brush up on it! And I haven’t been to Cebu in YEARS!!!