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I miss In Your Dirtiest Pants  and zwisis.Do drop by these forums: "Invalid Item"  , "Invalid Item" , "Invalid Item" , and "Invalid Item" .Other than that, I've got nada. My back hurts and it feels really uncomfortable. I don't even know where I got it from. I haven't been out of the house for two days. It's really not that great outdoors since it's always raining. I haven't even replied to all the text-messages I've been receiving. It's like taking a break from everybody (of course except from you guys... and my family  ).So... today was completely uneventful! I slept, and slept, and slept. I ate. I thought about stuff. I logged in and logged out. And then I slept again.  But I'm blogging because I still want that blue month! Yeah, I think I do  (Twink are we really up for this?) Also because August is MY month! I'm turning 21 in a couple of weeks. I have nothing planned, and I think I like it that way. My friends and I throw parties for our other friends whenever their birthday comes up, but they kow better than to throw a party for me. One, because I don't drink (and whenever they throw parties alcohol's always involved); and two, because I like to be in other parties but would hate it if I had MINE. You ask why? Cause it's no fun! I don't know why, but it just isn't fun for me. I tried having friends over on one of my past birthdays and I didn't enjoy it. So call me weird.  Well, it's almost midnight here and my lids are drooping. Time for me to sleep again... big shock. PS: It's so cold here! Now go ahead and be all envious  joke. If I could only send some of these cool weather to you, sweetheart. |
| TV was even more crappier today. I got stuck watching a teen drama (wouldn't name the show in order to preserve my dignity) and the episode was all about this high school kid holding some of the most popular kids at school hostage. He was overly bitter about being the one 'nobody noticed' or if they do, he was 'made fun of' all the time. It got me thinking back. High school was a lot of fun for me, and pretty easy. I got along with almost everybody- I was tight with the 'jock' pack, also with the 'class clowns', and even tighter with the bullies. I even got along with the very 'active' ones, academically speaking, you know, the student leader types. And that was weird, since I was such a bum. I mean, I would go to school, catch up with my friends, sleep at class, get into trouble, participate once in a blue moon, and before I know it the day's done. Surprisingly, I got decent grades- the only time I failed was when I didn't show up at school for two whole months. But that's another story on it's own. So what's missing with all the cliques mentioned above? Right, the group that everybody made fun of. Oh, we had plenty of them (I think). They're the guys and gals who 'em bullies spent most of their time torturing. Those that hung out in their own little (weird) world. I'm not proud of this, but I made fun of a couple of them, too. I even made one guy cry. Of course I felt horrible afterwards and tried to make peace with him! (I think.) If my memory serves me right he was like, "It's okay, forget it," while wiping his tears away.  I got into a lot of trouble, alright. Actually some of them were pretty embarrassing. But again, they're another story all on their own. Anyway! Growing up made me realize how stupid these 'cliques' are. When I look back on my high school years I knew I had a lot of fun, but there are those things that I wish I shouldn't have done, like make things harder for these group of people. And see the fact that I even called them 'these group of people' is stupid. We are all equal, and even though I had things on my side way better than theirs it doesn't make me a better person. In fact most of them were probably better and nicer than me, although I hate to admit it   So yeah you know I agree with Z.˚rz and Equilibrium when they said that the whole clique thing tends to happen everywhere, even here at WdC. I'm not saying that we have thumbheads and nerds here and such, but sometimes we tend to leave some people out. I know it cannot be helped since some of us have been on this site longer than others and have already managed to create friendships with those who have been with us since the beginning, but that shouldn't stop us from reaching out to new people with welcoming and encouraging words and such. (I know, I sound like a dork again, really I should be the one they made fun of in high school!)Don't get me wrong, I know that you WdC people are probably the loveliest, friendliest lot there is, but we're not perfect. Even with blogging, I believe that we should take some time to know other people who's 'newer' at this stuff. I'm not saying we should read every new blog we see, though that would be fantastic, BUT that would be really hard! Especially for me who's a fairly lazy screen reader and to others who don't have much time on their hands. But maybe we could, you know, show somebody that we appreciate them reading our blogs by returning comments. Or, I don't know, review some of their items and such. It would be a great way to create new friendships, and to assure them that we are not 'blog snobs'. And yeah, I've been called a snob multiple times in high school, too! BUT- I've learned my lesson. College taught me that. The great thing about where I went to college was that everybody's cool with everybody- man, college was great. But then again, that's another story on its own. Yipee, I just found out I won first place on Iva Lilly Durham  's "Nothing Fancy" contest. Thank you so much Iva! |
| I was over at my best friend's place yesterday, talking and hanging out in front of their crappy TV. The rain and winds were strong outside, making the reception of other channels absolutely horrible. Anyway, we were stuck watching this entertainment show and a local celebrity was getting emotional over an interview. Turns out that the person she really loved (and who loved her back) since their childhood years commited suicide because people kept pulling them apart. Today was the guy's two-year death anniversary and the celeb girl was obviously still hurt. I know, I know, it sounds like a story from a romance paperback, but I actually felt sad for the girl. To lose someone you really love- and in that kind of way- is brutal. Then there was another local celebrity completely opposite of her- I mean, she was just bubbling with joy. She was recently married to an American doctor and both of them were being interviewed with how happy they were with their coming baby. My emotions were like a stupid rollercoaster, suddenly I'm happy again because I'm happy for them. I can't believe I was affected by a stupid entertainment/gossip show, I don't often watch them, but I really was. "They look happy together," I told Shiela, gesturing at the TV. "Why can't Filipino guys have blue eyes?" she pouted while staring at the screen, and I blinked. "Uh... because that would be weird?" I replied in deadpan. "I'd like to have a blue-eyed baby!" my best friend declared and I only laughed. Point is, I was happy with a sudden realization. Years ago I was a real brat, if I saw that happy couple I would be like, "Yeah well they don't look good together, you know." (though they do). It would be plain cynicism. Or in the other local celebrity's case, "Killing yourself over someone is SO stupid!" (although I did remark that the guy's personality was probably weak). But now I'm glad that I seemed to have gotten better (or matured). -  -  "Mourn with those who mourn, laugh with those who laugh." A thing that all of us should always remember. --------------- If the other day I hurt my face laughing over ccstring's blog, yesterday I laughed over my good friend Ean Wolfedale 's latest entry. He did a a whole 24 Jack Bauer thing, but in tribute to his friends here (and I'm honored to be one of them, BTW ) Anyway go check it out, it's hilarious! And I called Zack daddy. "Invalid Entry" Well, so long, I'm gonna finish these chinese noodles first (Hey Deb! ) the chopsticks are getting cooked on the soup too much! Oh, and I almost forgot, I want to say belated Happy Birthday to my friend Howard (July 29) HABURDAY PANCHO!!! and a loving Happy Birthday to David partyof5dj as well! |
| They say true love is just around the corner... I must be walking in circles. (A text-message from a friend) First things first: my apologies to everyone who puked over that picture of the balut. Don't worry, no pictures next time I'll be discussing the abnoy. Now that's the perfect BLECH! On second thought, forget it, I don't wanna blog about that! My hats off to Z.˚rz and Piglet , they're the only ones crazy enough to try the thing! --------------- I just finished reading ccstring's latest blog entry and had a great time laughing. Man that guy can fling mud! partyof5dj and David McClain doesn't stand a chance! And I loved what Scarlett  said in welkerdeb's blog, the Three Stooges is pretty appropriate indeed! MY DAY It was bittersweet. My time at PLDT is done. OJT (or internship) is over. We said our good-byes to everybody before we left, and suddenly I felt sad. Even Jerk Mike said something that touched me. It was really an 'aww' moment, I didn't expect him to say that. THE END welkerdeb's contest "Invalid Item" has produced so many great winning pieces, and she's having all the winners compete for a grand prize of 100,000 GPs!  Thing is, WE'RE the ones who decides who wins. By voting, we get a thousand GPs in return, how cool is that? So please support your favorite winning piece by voting in here:
Go! --------------- Oh, I couldn't resist. ABNOY is another specialty of Pateros, and it's either you love it or you hate it. In my case I HATE it. Get ready for this: it's actually all the rotten balut eggs (dead embryos) baked with other eggs and flour in a special clay pot, lined with a piece of banana leaf, with live coals on top and underneath. Sounds fancy, huh? Ate Grace brought some home the first months that she and Edieboy were dating. She was like, "Pa, try this out, it's a specialty in Pateros." My dad tries just about anything and when he ate a spoonful he made a face and said, "What the HECK is this?" And the way it smelled was horrible!  So I didn't even attempt to try it. Ate Grace placed it in the fridge and minutes later when I opened it the horrendous smell wafted out. We made all kinds of protests and after a while, well, we decided to throw it  I bet even the cats in the garbage ran away when they smelled that. |
| Ah, balut eggs. Now we're talking. You know what, Fear Factor creates a very bad impression of something that I dearly love, so what do I do? I blog about it! Besides, I can't say no to Scarlett and Lauren Gale I suck with definition, so I'm just gonna get Wikipedia to do it for all of you. BALUT A delicacy of Asia and especially the Philippines, China, Cambodia, and Vietnam, a balut (or Hột vịt lộn in Vietnamese) is a fertilized duck egg with a nearly-developed embryo inside that is boiled and eaten in the shell. Popularly believed to be an aphrodisiac and considered a high-protein, hearty snack, baluts are mostly sold by street vendors at night in the regions where they are available. They are often served accompanied with consumption of beer. The Filipino word balut roughly translates to mean "wrapped". (Actually the translation is BALOT but who am I to argue with Wikipedia? )Balut are most often eaten with a pinch of salt, though some balut-eaters prefer chili and vinegar to complement their egg. The eggs are savored for their balance of textures and flavors; the broth surrounding the embryo is sipped from the egg before the shell is peeled and the yolk and young chick inside can be eaten. All of the contents of the egg are consumed. In the Philippines, Balut have recently entered higher cuisine by being served as appetizers in restaurants: cooked adobo style, fried in omelettes or even used as filling in baked pastries. Seriously, I cannot fathom why a lot of you out there would think that the Balut is gross. If it's used as a filling in baked pastries then it should be good, right? I've been eating Balut (pronounced as BALOT here) since, like, forever. I remember that as a kid I would always sweet-talk my father into buying me a couple as soon as a vendor passes by our street come nightime. Actually, it's the most entertaining thing about Balut Eggs. The way they're sold! The vendor or magbabalot yells a deep and loud BALUUUUUUUUUUT! so there's no way that you could miss them! They have this certain inflection when they bellow that word and I've been forever trying to imitate them but no such luck. Thing is, a lot of Filipinos can't eat Balut, too, especially the young chick inside. Even my sisters don't like the chick. E says it looks too gross, she said she could still see the chick's beak and she didn't want to feel that on her tongue. What's to feel, I think as I pop the thing in my mouth and savor it happily. Only the beak... oh yeah, so there goes the claws, too... hey, these wet feathers are especially tasty this time!You think I'm bad? My brother-in-law knows someone who dissects the young chick and, one by one, pops the parts in his mouth! Even I have to admit that that's SICK! Edieboy (BiL) grew up in Pateros, and balut makers over there are renowned for their careful selection and incubation of eggs, so I guess it's safe to say that Pateros is the place if you want to eat the best of them. Edieboy's family business are these cute, delectable things, so we always get free balut! Hey, they've become pretty expensive, ya know. Actually, I was ecstatic the first time my sister started dating BiL. And no, it's not because of these balut eggs  but also because of all the penoy, itlog na maalat, and higupin they freely gift us! PLEASE!!! ENOUGH!!! I'M BARFY ENOUGH AS IT IS!!! (I know you're saying that, so consider yourself lucky that I'm getting a tad too lazy desribing these eggs for you.) ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Like the pic? |
| Rain, rain, and more rain. Yesterday I grabbed some coffee with my best friend and this guy who I've met a couple of times through get-togethers and such. He was pretty cool, I was actually having a great time until Shiela showed me something that pissed me off from top to bottom. It was a text-message from Ramon and he told her to not let any guy near me, or something stupid like that. My best friend only laughed while I glowered in annoyance. Seriously are all guys idiots? Getting up from bed is really hard these days. Thanks to the cool weather, I hit the snooze button about five times before I actually drag myself up. I lose all will to dress nice for work, too. This morning I threw a very old shirt on along with a very large sweater. By the way, my time at PLDT is almost over. I'm relieved and sad at the same time, I think I'm going to miss a lot of people there (definitely not Jerk Mike, though). Anyway I just want to thank kelly1202 for the Angel MB she gave me yesterday, thank you Kel anything from you means tons to me. New contest/film festival from Z.˚rz is up, check out "Invalid Item" and "Invalid Entry" for more details. This would be so much fun and the prize pool is fabulous, believe me.Have read oscines 's blog entry, "Invalid Entry" . I was feeling, you know, dry or something today but as soon as I read that it made me laugh It made me remember the first love letter I received on fifth grade! So thanks, Tanya. Your entry and my memory made me crack up.Also I want to thank everybody for their encouragements about my article at the latest issue of the Blogville News. I'm glad you guys liked it, and I received the best e-mail from letgocling today. I'm going to put a little part of that mail here, in hopes that she doesn't mind I enjoyed reading your section of the newsletter. I lived in Manila myself back in the 80s. My parents were short-term missionaries and I went to Faith Academy for school. I loved the Philippines. It was one of the greatest experiences of my life. I hated to leave. I've not been back since, but would love to someday. Being a tall blond -- I stuck out a bit. I still tell great stories of my time there. Yes, it has it's poor side, but that was such a learning thing for me. I was in high school at the time. To see that not everyone has it as well off as many Americans -- was a lesson I've never forgotten! She went on to talk about Balut and how she would never eat them (hey balut is the best thing since sliced bread! ) and she told me that my article sparked those memories for her. I'm glad it did, and it thrilled me to have someone read my piece that could relate Thanks again letgocling ! |
| Work was cut early today because Gloria Arroyo's 2006 State Of The Nation Address or SONA was scheduled at 4:00 in the afternoon. Everybody in work was like 'Okay so what the heck do you think she'll come up with this time!'. All Arroyo's SONAs were pretty funny, at least to me. In 2001 she used two little boys that lived in one of the poorest places in Manila. In her speech she introduced them as these two kids that launched two bangkang papels or paper boats in the river that flows through the Malacañang Palace (kind of like our White House here). The boys' wishes were written down in that paper and amazingly enough, however big that river was those two little paper boats were found and had gotten into the president's hands Of course, those two boys were present in the Congress at that time and they were introduced. Arroyo promised all sorts of things to them, but a year later, when the media checked up on them, they still lived in the same horrible condition, and unlike Arroyo said that everything would get better for them AND the Philippines, none of that actually happened.Last year's SONA was such a waste, too. I remember her making all kinds of promises again, nothing new there, but none of them actually came true, again nothing new. The things I remember were her declarations of her achievements (yeah, right) and the promise of the government being commited to economic reforms and fiscal discipline. She also said that permanent peace within Mindanao was finally within reach (incidentally Mindanao's still one of the craziest places here) and that it was finally time to start the debate on Charter Change. Her 23-minute speech at that time earned her 35 applauses, can you believe that? The Congress was filled with her cronies! I remember watching with my family at that time and going like 'What the-? You don't need to applaud everytime she finishes a sentence, you know!' So I got off work at 3 PM and went around town to do some stuff, and when I got home at about 4:30 the SONA was just about to start. I changed clothes and settled in front of the TV with my dad to hear what she's got this time. I thought that after 5 years of Arroyo's speech I've gotten used with her incredulous ways, but I was in for a surprise. It was TOO funny. She started with her usual round of promises, but then she talked about all these unbelievable stuff like building highways and expressways and connecting all of them in every province for better travel. She also said she'll be linking the two major train travels here in Manila and expanding the length that they were going to run. Then she talked about building airports and bridges in just about EVERY province here in the Luzon Island. When she was done with Luzon, she moved to the Visayas Island, again promising things that were too unreachable for a country with so many debts as the Philippines. After that she moved to talk about Mindanao and how she's going to change that whole island upside-down, too. I mean we were talking about a total Philippine make-over! Everybody was like 'Oh COME ON!' Every Filipino knows that the Philippines has got no budget for all these projects she was talking about. I remember E saying, "Is that woman living in a fantasy world?" She was talking about the impossible! She said she was going to build fisheries in the Cordillera. Does anyone need to remind her that the Cordillera is a flippen' MOUNTAIN? I just heard a media person say "Can we stick to more possible things, please?" Remember the paperboat boys? Well, she's got new material this time. There was a father-and-son duo today at Congress from the Ifugao Mountains, one of our oldest tribes. She talked about how she gifted them lands and stuff. She made them stand up and wave around! Hello, are we in a primetime entertainment show here? Then she went on about all the achievements several Filipinos have made this year. The hikers on the Mt. Everest Expedition was there, Manny Pacquiao was there, our Ms. Philippines-Universe was there, and she made them all stand up and wave around, then made it sound like that their achievement was HER achievement! Gimme a break! The select few from the audience broke last year's record of 35 applauses. Almost every one of Arroyo's sentence was met with clapping. Guess how many times they clapped? Give up? 157 TIMES! Here's one that gained the loudest cheer of all:"For those who want to pick up old fights, we're game." Then she goes on to talk about reconciliation and stuff. How twisted is that? The peace she's talking about only comes when everyone decides to join hands with her and by that, nods a "Yes Ma'am" to every one of her ways. Sigh. I guess that's why there's 720 extra-judicial killings in Arroyo's government alone, the worst one yet.The rest of those loud clapping were given to the times when she mentioned Charter Change. Yes, their camp's trying real hard to put it into effect. That way we'll be changed to a parliamentary type of government, thus taking the votes and decision of who's going to be president (or in that case, Prime Minister) out of the people's hands. No wonder they're really pushing it. Sick. The TV is blaring a few feet away and Papa and E just cracked up loudly. The present show's giving the Filipinos a chance to text their opinons in and one just came through that made even the media people laugh. "She said she'll be allotting the budget of millions for the program of conquering graft and corruption. Well, she's still the one heading that, and she's the most corrupt of all, so every peso's still going straight to her pocket, demmet!" Arroyo also boasted that last year the number of the hungry Filipinos was 47%, and this year it decreased to 44%. A caller on the same show talked about that and said that it was only because the 3% were already dead! You really gotta appreciate our humor |
** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** Just got off from a boring car ride filled with boring car talk, as you can see from above. Ahh. Anyway we just came home from a visit to Ate Grace and her family. Nate's so big and hyper, the boy can't seem to stop moving. Ate Grace told me that there were times that even she wants to strangle her own son. Haha. Anyhoo I'm really pissed. This site just deleted my father's account. What's up with that? My mom logs in to that account to read our blogs. She told me this morning that she couldn't log in for the username has been deleted. Yesterday Papa's account has received a final warning e-mail thing stating that that account has been linked with another account, and they said that WdC has policies about multiple accounts. We were all surprised for Papa doesn't even log in to that account anymore; as I've said, my mom's the one doing all the logging in so she could read our blogs. That's all she does here and nothing else. There's no way that Papa could've created another account linked to that one- I mean, the guy even needs HELP logging in, how can he accomplish multiple accounts? So while logged in to Papa's account E e-mailed Storymaster to complain about the whole thing. She said she did it in a very nice way, she was just explaining our side. So today what do we found? The account has been deleted. I used to have huge respect for this Storymaster dude, now I'm not so sure anymore. I think there were four items on my dad's port... wasted! That really sucks! Now I have to create an account for my mother so she could log in and read our blogs and its comments. My mom's a very busy woman and not that great with computers, she just does what we tell her to, 'Ma, use this username and password so you can read our stuff', that kind of thing and that's all she knows. And she only get to read our blogs every weekend- this morning she was really confused why she wasn't able to log in. I think E's going to e-mail SM again- to complain AGAIN. It's too late, though, the account's already gone.  |
| My God what a messed up night. Plans didn't go as planned, friends didn't show up as planned, nothing went as planned! It was absolute chaos. Even pictures are total disasters. Check this one out: ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** What the hell is that?! Then when I got home I got chewed out by my father. Crap, crap, crap. This night is a night I won't forget, alright. Forgive me for such a bad entry. I'm going to sleep this irritation off. |
| Manila is getting pretty cold. I have said my sweet good-byes to the searing heat and have welcomed the rainy season. Now let me clear that I don't like storms and typhoons- the most recent one we had resulted in 40 landslides at Baguio City with two dead, and that is only in that city alone. They declared a State of Calamity last week and people were advised not to climb up the place (Baguio is a big town up in the mountains located north from Manila. It's popular for tourists). Anyway, that reminded me... I always wanted to go up. Hmm. But it will need the cash and time (and companions) I don't have. Anyone want to go up as soon as Baguio's all cleaned up? (Pims are you reading this? )--------------- I had a good day. Work wasn't that tiring and when I got home I had my favorite e-mails to attend to (you know who you are ). Then my friends tried to get me out of the house and grab some coffee but I told them I was too tired, so they all relented and just hung out until it was really time to go. After a while Ate Grace called- we were on the phone for over an hour, I think. Funny, I really hate talking on the phone, but it's a different issue with her. I love her to death.Oh yeah, and creepy stuff have been happening at the office lately. First let me explain that I work in a business office where we admit lots of clients for business transactions and payment issues. Beside the business office there's an abandoned room where it has 10 different phonebooths. PLDT closed it down in 1998 since touchcards became the thing. Anyway, we sometimes use it as a stockroom, and a sleeping room for other workers there. It's adjacent to the Business Office, only separated by a wall and there's two doors, one's a swinging thing and the other a normal one. Two days ago Jason and I heard this loud ringing and he went inside that room to find the phone that's making the sound. When he returned he had this weird look on his face so I asked him what was up. He said he found the ringing phone on booth #8 (the biggest but most concelead booth) and he answered it. He told me that the caller only kept saying 'hello' even though he kept asking what it was that he needed. After a while he only heard the caller breathing and then the line was cut. Jason said that the voice sounded like it was coming from the grave, it was this deep echoing sound that really freaked him out. Anyway, we told Roxy about it, and then we found out that ALL lines in all booths are absolutely cut. There's no incoming and outgoing calls. Means there cannot be no way that that call could've gotten through. Today I was busy helping subs when Jason and Jay (other OJT dude) came over to me and told me that they heard a cat meowing inside the same room so both of them went to look. There was no cat, and in the first place it was impossible that a cat could've gotten inside. I was like 'Yeah whatever I'll go find the cat if there really is one' so I went inside and walked around. I had to admit that the place is creepy and the reflection on the glass doors of the booths were starting to make my skin crawl so I went to go back out. I grabbed the knob and turned it but suddenly the thing was locked. I kept turning it but it wouldn't budge. I decided to get out through the swinging door, but it was blocked with a large counter and I was just swinging my legs over them when Jay opened the door and I almost ran out. He told me he saw the knob turning and turning so he went and opened it for me. I was like 'Nobody locked me up in there, right?' (I knew they didn't, I saw that they were both busy when I went in but still I had to make sure!) Jason's eyes were wide and we were all exhanging incredulous looks while laughing dry laughs. You know, those 'Ha ha, that got us all and even though it's creeping us out of course we'll still think it's funny, right?'. Now I just think it's funny Seriously!--------------- Many thanks to YOU for gifting me a merit badge. You know who you are, too Breathe a little deeper Embrace a little tighter! - Pedicab |
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