Go Miriam!!!

Oo, hindi humble si Miriam. Minsan/madalas mayabang siya. Pero anakngtipaklong... MAY POINT SIYA!!!

Sa ngayon wala pa akong paki-alam kung guilty ba si Corona o hindi, kasi di pa naman tapos yung impeachment. Gaya nga ng sabi ko dati, nung simula tendency ko was kumampi sa prosecution kasi nga ayoko talaga kay GMA... at dahil mukhang crony nga ni GMA si Corona, ayoko kumampi sa defense.

Pero anakngtipaklong. Pano ka naman kakampi sa team na parang wala ng ginawang tama? Ni hindi nga sila pwedeng maituring na underdog kasi hello lang yung mga kakampi nila.

Ikaw kaya humarap sa tanga day in and day out; tapos ilang beses na silang bumengga eh parang di man lang natuto. Tingnan natin kung di mo rin sila tawaging GAGO.

ANG HIRAP HINDI MANGGIGIL SA TANGA!

Death to Admin Tasks!

Oks. Na-update ko na yung mga kailangan i-update. Na-follow-up ko na yung mga kailangan ko ifollow-up.

Pota AYOKO MAG-ADMIN TASK!!!

NAKAKATAMAD ANG ADMIN TASK!!!

Dapat di ako umaangal dahil dito eh...

BUT I CAN'T HELP IT!!!

KONTI NA LANG UBER-STRESSED NA NAMAN AKOOOOOO!!!! Taenang yan!

Tatlong linggo na kaming nagtratrabaho ng weekends. At sasabihan lang kami na kailangan namin mag-work... sa FRIDAY na!!!

Ok fine! Wala naman akong lakad these days kasi wala rin naman akong pera pang-lakwatsa... EH PERO PANO KUNG MERON!?!?!

Feeling ko OK lang naman dito sa mga kasama ko na di ako mag-support ng isang linggo dahil may lakad na ako, eh pero pano kong object ko yung mag-abend!?!?! Shet! Di sisikat ako nito sa US kasi ako na nga yung tatanga tanga sa objects niya, ako pa yung wala!

Ok fine! Wala pa rin naman nag-aabend sa mga objects namin sa tatlong linggong testing nila... pero kung di ka naman pumasok tapos nag-request sila ng support ng Friday para sa project niyo, sikat ka naman sa TL mo... at kahit halos magkanda-ugaga ka na sa mga ginagawa mo during regular hours mo during weekdays... magmumukha kang tamad kasi di ka pumayag na pumasok dun sa ni-request nilang oras.

What's helping me through all these are the flexi hours. Pde akong pumasok ng 5PM kung gusto ko.

Taena kasi! Ok lang naman sa akin yugn work sa weekend... but I would rather have them off-set the hours kesa OT pay. Sa ngayon kasi di kami pinapayagan mag-offset. Pota!

Pera vs Pahinga... TAENA! Pahinga pipiliin ko no! And don't tell me na mahaba naman madalas tulog ko kasi even if that's the case tanginang yan... sa tingin niyo nakakapagpahinga utak ko kahit tulog na akO!?

POTA! Ikaw na ang managinip na nag-aantay kang parang tanga sa harap ng monitor for user approvals para ma-migrate na yung components mo at mapa-run mo na yung job sa Production para maisara mo na yung ticket mo!

SHET I WANK TO SLEEP NA!!!

Mwahahaha!

Ako na ang bipolar!

Narealize ko lang... may inaasar rin pala akong highschool friend dati sa admirer niyang super gross. Alam kong grossed out siya... pero kasi sa sobrang gross ng manliligaw niya, eh pinagtatawanan lang talaga namin yung imaginary love team nila.

Ok. Sounds super mean. Pero ganito. Di ko na sobrang lalaitin yung panlabas na anyo nung lalaki, kahit na sobrang kalait-lait, pero mehn! FEELING NIYA SOBRANG GWAPO NIYA LANG AT MAY CHANCE SIYA DUN SA KAIBIGAN NAMIN! Tapos akala mo kung makapanglait dun kay Barry, isang kaklase pa namin na lalaki, EH ANG GWAPO GWAPO NIYA LANG! Eh hello! Tangina kahit physically nakalamang siya kay Barry ng isang tabo eh baon na baon naman sa lupa yung ugali niya kasi sobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaang yabaaaaaaaaaang laaaaaaaaaaang!!! Eeew!

But anyway, nagkita ata kami ni Hera last, last week tapos pinaalala ko yung highschool moments na yun na pilit niya na atang ibinaon sa limot... eh kaso siyempre natatawa pa rin ako kaya kabisado ko pa at kaya ko pa irecite yung mga annoying moments niya with her super gross unwanted suitor.

Kanina, tinext ko si Hera apologizing.... kasi ngayon ko lang narealize kung gaano ka-nakakapikon malagay sa situation na yun! Hahaahahaha! Although feeling ko mas gross yung pinagdaanan ni Hera kasi ni-paint pa siya nung lalaki sa oil painting project namin dati sa art, binigyan pa siya ng stuff toy at pabango... Although... wala naman kasi nagsabi sa kanya na tanggapin niya yung mga regalo nung hayuf na yun no!? Hahaha pero sabagay super bait rin kasi si Hera at times... siguro ayaw niya masyadong gawing powdery stuff yung puso nung hayup na yun! Hahaha!

Natatawa pa rin ako pag naalala ko yung moments na yun ni Hera, pero I will try my hardest na hindi na siya asarin dun kahit sobrang nakakatawa lang.

EOP... NA NAMAN?!?!?!

Ok. Kakatapos lang ng meeting namin.

Apparently magbabago na yung EOP Policy. Less strict na daw. Pwede na daw mag-Tagalog sa pantry at sa icafe.

EH KASO... pag nasa client area kami... kelangan english na talaga! Client area = kung asan yung monitor at cpu ko... i.e. kung asan ako nagtratrabaho! Pakdatshet! NOOOOOOOO!!!! Tapos i-i-impose na daw ng line manager namin yung policy strictly.

Shyet!!1 I liked it better nung sa pantry lang kelangan mag-english kasi bihira nman ako pumunta dun... Pumupunta lang ako dun para kumuha ng kape at paminsan-minsan... kumain.

NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

Ok. Di na talaga ako magsasalita dito sa upuan ko! Evah! Hahaaha! As if!

Shet tapos parating pa yung PM ko next Monday! Di na talaga ako magsasalita dito! NO NO NO NO NO!!!

Iya Iroy Paurit!!!

Ok... more like AKON IROY PAURIT!

Shet! magdedeposito ako dapat sa account ni Mama... binigyan niya ako ng series of numbers which I assumed was her account number...

ANAK ng tipaklong! ATM NUMBER PALA! at since Metrobank... and from what I remember... hindi traceable ang account number from your atm no, unlike Equitable/BDO.

Pero siyempre nagbakasakali pa rin ako kasi baka pde na matrace since huli akong nagka-Metrobank na account eh college pa. At tama pa rin ako. Di nga nila ma-trace... so pinakiusapan ko yung teller kung ibigay ko yung pangalan ng nanay ko eh baka ma-trace niya...

Sabi niya try ko daw muna itanong sa nanay ko... so tinawagan ko si Mama... eh ito namang nanay ko... insisting na kaya daw yan ma-trace kasi yan lang daw binibigay niyang number kay Tita Hilda (isa sa mga Tita ko sa Samar) tapos nakakapagtransfer naman daw ng pera...

So either sobrang hightech ng mga computer sa Samar, o tanga lang yung mga teller dito sa Metro Manila...

So balik ako sa teller tapos sabi ko kung pde niya icheck yung branch sa Catbalogan o kaya Subic.. baka mag-appear pangalan ng nanay ko...

Lo and behold! Meron daw account nanay ko sa SUBIC! So sabi ko... YAN NA NGA YUN!

Teller: Ma'am... kaso apat na account meron nanay niyo... tatlong Pesos na savings at isang Dollar... tapos iba-iba address...

ANAKNGSHET! Napaisip tuloy ako kung kurakot ba nanay ko... Eh kaso wala naman siyang kukurakutin kasi di naman siya nagtratrabaho na... so naisip ko baka dahil sa dinami-dami niyang "business" ventures na wala naman nangyayari...

So sabi ko.. miss paki-check yung 353D Finback St na address...

Teller: Ma'am dalawang account po meron sa address na yun eh.

Ultimate Result: Sigawan over the phone kasi napipikon ako pag nagsasayang ako ng oras at load lalo pa at unresolved yung problema. I-tetext daw ako ng nanay ko mamaya pag nalaman niya account number niya.

Shet! Akala mo naman ang yaman namin sa dami ng account number ng nanay ko...

GANO KAHIRAP MAG-SHOOT NG IHI SA INIDORO?!?!?!

DISCLAIMER: For people with a healthy imagination and those who understand Filipino perfectly, some visuals might hurt the mind's eye...

Potaena!!! STRESSED NA NAMAN AKO!!!!

Biernes na naman nang-aattack ng trabaho yung PM namin! Akala ko namiss ko yung mga trabahong pinapagawa niya... hindi pala gaano... ok lang sana kung sa gitna ng week kaso hello lang sa kaadikan! Biernes ka ba naman buhusan ng trabaho! Hello lanG! may weekend na parating! Narerealize niyo ba yun!?!?

Anyway... medyo dati ko pa naman naihanda yung sarili ko for Friday Work Ambush eh... kaso potaena!!! kung in the middle of work biglang narealize mo...

Shet! Napupuno na pala yung napkin mo!!! at kinda sorta narealize mo lang yun kasi narealize mo naiihi ka... at narealize mo... di ka pdeng umihi sa napkin mo para tuloy tuloy lang yung trabaho mo kasi di naman yan diaper... isa lamang itong hamak na napkin... na kung hindi ka lang super busy sa trabaho na halos di ka gumalaw eh sa malamang at sa malamang eh halos mukhang red na clay na siya na nag-coconform sa shape ng *toot* *toot* at ng mga hita mo... ok... bata pa ako... di ko kaya isulat yung *toot* *toot* using yung the actual words... pota akala ko mature na ako!

But anyway... so dahil naiihi ka nga... pupunta ka sa banyo niyong madalas sa madalas eh malinis at walang amoy...

EH KASO LANG! Sinusuwerte ka nga talaga... so mapapasok mo yung isang cubicle... na kahit malinis eh anakngpota... AMOY PADER NG MGA TERMINAL AT PIER NAMAN!!!! PAKDATSHET!

Since na-flush naman yung inidoro... magtataka ka kung bakit may super duper masangsang na panghi na hayup kung sumuot sa ilong... amoy na sa sobrang lakas ay tila damang-dama mo ang pag-transform ng hanging hinihinga mo to mapanghing kulangot SHET!

So siyempre hahanapin mo ang salarin... POTA! BASA PALA yung edge ng base ng inidoro... at dahil dry naman yung majority ng space ng sahig sa cubicle... ma-de-deduce mo na pinunasan nung salarin yung sahig.... pero hindi yung edge ng base ng toilet bowl...

Sa dinami daming misteryo sa mundo.... ang tanong ko lang naman ngayong madaling araw eh... PUTA! GANO KAHIRAP BA ISHOOT ANG IHI SA INIDORO?!?!?!!?

Mabuti sana kung 10-cm lang ang diameter (assume na diameter... halos bilog na rin naman yung butas) ng inidoro sa banyo namin dito sa office eh hindi naman!  PAKSHET! SOBRANG LAWAK BA NG PEKPEK MO PARA MAGKALAT KA ALL OVER THAT FUCKING CUBICLE?!?!?!

Okay... kaya ko pa rin pala sabihin yung *toot* *toot* pag high blood moments.

GUSTO KO NA UMUWI!!!!

Homaygeds! Kating-kating kati na ako umalis ng office.

Unfortunately, 330PM na ako nakarating ng office kanina. 230PM ako umalis ng bahay, usually office na ako by 3Pm pag nag-taxi ako... EH KASO....

Super weird yung manong driver nung nasakyan kong taxi kanina! AS IN!!! Taena!

Nung start di ko napansin kasi medyo traffic so medyo expected na na mabagal yung takbo ng taxi... kaso napansin ko di siya sumisingit... titingnan niya lang yung kabilang lane na medyo umaandar pero di siya mag-eefort lumipat ng lane (which, as we know, is weird for taxi drivers)... isip ko baka bago siya dito sa Manila... so sige keri lang.

Eh sobrang bagal... so napapapikit na rin ako... so pumipikit lang ako for a while tapos didilat rin ako to check the time... anakngshet.. pagtingin ko sa watch ko... 2:50PM na... NASA MAY EARLY PART PA LANG KAMI NG LIBIS (galing Katipunan)!!!! Inisip ko.. taena di naman ganun kabagal yung traffic... at kung ako yung nagdrdrive... kahit praning praning ako eh kaya ko sumingit.

So tinitingnan ko na yung manong kung bakit sobrang bagal siya mag-drive... biglang HOMAYGEDSSSSSSSSSSS!! Alam niyo yung mga laruang aso at pusa na nilalagay sa kotse kasi nag-je-jelly moves yung leeg nila???? GUMAGANUN NA YUNG MANONG!!!!!

TAENA! Eh yung mga taong antok di naman ganun yung moves nila... more like slowly babagsak yung head sa side tapos pag naaalipungatan... sharp move to straighten up (YES! I KNOW kasi expert ako dun sa mga Physics class ko at pati na rin sa bus minsan!) Tapos nung tiningnan ko yung kamay niya... parang yung deformed... kasi parang naninigas tapos hindi siya nakahawak sa manibela ng tama... tapos yung mata niya rin medyo namumula...

So iniisip.. ko taena retarded ba tong sinasakyan ko o bangag... iniisip ko ok na yung mentally challenged na may driver's license wag lang bangag kasi mas nakakatakot. Maya-maya... humihikab na siya... so di ko na tuloy alam kung bangag ba siya... antok... or talagang retarded lang.

Eventually nakarating kami sa may Petron na malapit na sa McKinley... biglang kinausap niya ako... tinatanong kung kakanan na ba kami sa may Petron. So sinabi ko oo.

Tapos biglang nag-sabi: HAAAAAAY! NAKAKAANTOK!

Pota! MANONG HALLERNESS!! SANA KANINA MO PA SINABI PARA KINAUSAP KITA at di ako hina-heart attack sa kaba!!!

Taena... No taxi for me later. I will commute. Mahirap na mag-taxi ulit tapos ganun masakyan ko ulit.. hello lang!

Baguio Come to Me!

Commuter Me

Ok. Commuter mode na naman ako... And what a day to be a commuter!

Pagkalabas ko ng bahay, umuulan. Pero sige oks lang, I have payong kaya!

Pagkarating sa Tandang Sora, habang naglalakad papuntang overpass... napapansin ko.. shet nababasa yung pwet at likod ko... then I realized... POTA! tumaba nga pala ako! Mas lalong lumaki surface area ng likod at pwet ko... dati kasi di naman ako nababasa sa payong na yun!

Eh siyempre si Mother Nature, ayaw din magcooperate... lalong lumakas yung buhos... tapos naisip ko.. shet! MAGTATAXI na nga ako! Minsan lang naman umulan. So triny ko magpara ng taxi... pero siyempre... magkakakuntsaba sila lahat... so walang available na taxi for me! So ayun napilitan na ako umakyat ng overpass para tumawid ng Commonwealth kesa naman tumayo lang ako sa ilalim ng mas lalong lumalakas na ulan... ayoko nga!

So pagkatawid ko... iniisip ko na lang kahit yucky na yung paa ko kasi ang dami ko ng puddles na nadaanan... "di bale... nauulanan rin naman paa ko kahit papano... so nahuhugasan na rin siya ng rain at di naman siya ganun kadumi talaga."

Eventually, nakasakay rin ako ng bus. At ayos naman yung pwesto ko... kasi malapit lang sa may pinto pero di naman super lapit sa TV na sasakit yung leeg ko pag nag-decide akong manood ng TV.

Di ko lang pinapansin yung TV kasi ina-attempt ko matulog. Eh kaso gwapo yung bida... may choice ba ako?! Siyempre nanood na akO! Hahahha! Basta Chinese Film siya.. basta tungkol sa drifting yung plot (ala-Tokyo Drift drifting). Pag medyo korni parts, tinitingnan ko na lang yung trapik sa labas at kung gaano kalakas yung ulan. Nung nasa Boni na... pota biglang nag-start yung exciting part. May race yung bida (Jay Chou... yung nasa Green Hornet, pero una ko siya nakita sa Kung Fu Dunk... kyut siya dun sa Kung Fu Dunk kahit madalas na panget siya... kyut lang kasi siya pag ngumingiti... eh madalas kunyari serious yung character niya.. ayun tuloy.. madalas rin siyang panget hahaha!) vs kontrabida vs extrang-bida na gwapo (nagyoyosi.... pero gwapo pa rin, di ko lam kung sino tong artista).

Eh malapit na ako bumaba... first time ata ako nagdasal na huwag muna umusad yung traffic hahahah! Para lang mapanood ko yung ending kung paano mananalo yung bida at kung matatalo ba nung dalawang bida yung kontrabida...

In fairness, nakita ko pang natalo yung kontrabida... kaso di ko na nakita pano nanalo yung bida over the extrang-bidang gwapo... ang tanong ngayon... ano kaya title ng movie na yun para mapanood ko sa bahay!

speaking of movies and bahay.... WAHOW! Nahiram ko kay Aubrey yung Nbox (yung pde mo direcho panoorin sa TV yung nasa harddrive mo... ANG SARAP SARAP MANOOD SA TVng malinaw vs Laptop Monitor.

Goodbye Fabio!

Isosoli ko na muna ulit si Fabio sa Subic. At bago pa isipin ng tatay ko na kaya ko isosoli eh kasi registration time na naman, uunahan ko na siya at sasabihin kong babayaran ko yung registration niya this year... pero di ko na talaga siya kukunin muna kasi nga...

MAY BAYAD NA PARKING SA AMIN! Di na pde magpark sa labas ng village.

Commuter girl na naman ako.

If I try to keep Fabio... eto magiging gastos ko:

Gas             : 2,000 +/- per 2 weeks
McKinley Parking:   500     per 2 weeks
GolfHill Parking: 1,250     per 2 weeks (assuming that I get to have a cheap one)
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                  3,750     per 2 weeks
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                  7,500     per month

If mag-taxi naman ako everyday: (my officemate just informed me na mag-i-increase na daw flagdown, 30 to 40, and rate of inc, 2.50 to 3.50, so my calculations below are underestimated since they are based on the current taxi rates)
Tricycle to UP  :    30     per trip
Taxi            :   160 +/- per trip
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                    190     per way
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                    380     per day
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                  3,800     per 2 weeks
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                  7,600     per month

However, if I did commit to commuting everyday:
 
OPTION 1:

Tricycle to TS  :    30     per trip  /* TS = Tandang Sora
Bus to Guadalupe:    25     per trip
Jeep to McKinley:    12     per trip
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                     67     per way
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                    134     per day
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                  1,340     per 2 weeks
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                  2,680     per month

OPTION 2: **problematic kasi this would mean I have to be out of the office by at most 9-930PM to be able to catch the last MRT trip of the day. Which, in return, would mean that I have to be in the office by 12 NN, which would mean that I have to leave home by 11AM at the latest... which would also imply that I have to wake up by 7AM if I want to exercise and eat food at home para todo tipid.
Tricycle to TS :     30     per trip /* TS = Tandang Sora
Jeep to Q.Ave  :      9     per trip
MRT to Guadalupe:    12     per trip
Jeep to McKinley:    12     per trip
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                     63     per way
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                    126     per day
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                  1,260     per 2 weeks
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                  2,520     per 2 weeks

Moneywise, this would be a no-brainer. Timewise, though, blows my mind to far and beyond. With taxi/Fabio, a trip to/from the office would take me 30-45 minutes. With commuting, however, 60 minutes is the minimum (Option 2) which might even take up to 150minutes (read 2 and a half hour = one full movie.. for Option 1)

I therefore conclude... I choose Commuting:Option 3

OPTION 3: a combination of 1 and 2 commuting (2 to office, 1 for going home)

                130 per day
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              1,300 per 2 weeks
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              2,600 per MONTH

POTAENA! Money come to me!!!!

I want to say something.

But I don't really know how to say it.

I am annoyed. Ayoko ng niloloko ako about stuff na kunyari wala ng halaga ang kung ano mang effort na gagawin ko kasi di talaga ako mag-e-effort. Not that I do much effort on stuff anyway.

Di ako thoughtful na tao.
Which is why I also don't expect people na magpakathoughtful when it concerns me.
Which is also why I'm always happily surprised when they do thoughtful stuff for me.

I do try sometimes pero when you brush it off, don't expect me to come crawling at subukang ipagpilitan sa mukha mo ang kung ano mang kagaguhang "thoughtful deed" na naisip ko that time... because I won't.

I won't hate you, of course, just don't expect anything from me in the future. I may get over it someday, but don't expect it anytime soon.

I don't like people trying to manipulate me by lying/kidding around about what's really happening. Fine. DO what you want! Just don't expect me to do what you want kasi di mangyayari yun. Mangyayari lang yun kung pareho tayo ng gustong mangyari... that is if you haven't pissed me off yet.  Kasi when push comes to shove... kahit di ko trip gawin, gagawin ko talaga para lang mabwisit ka!

TANGINAAAAAAAAAAA!! ISANG JCL NA LAAAAAAAAAAAANG!!!!!

POTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! ISang JCL na lang tinetest ko tapos ayaw pa gumana!!!! PAAAAAAAAAKSHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEET!!! Pota kung ano pa yung huli yun pa ang nag-iinarte!!!! Nahahighbloood na akooooooooo!! GUSTO KO NA UMUWIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!

GUMANAAAAA KAAA NAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! TANGINANG TESTING TOOOOOOOOO!!!!!

GUMANA KA NAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!

Choke on that Disposable Asshole!

As I was sitting inside KFC patiently waiting for my takeout order, one of the guys at the table beside mine requested for disposable spoon and fork. The waitress gave him non-disposable ones since KFC seems to be trying to go green. Ang anakngpotang nilalang insisted on the disposable utensils that he requested for because he was "more comfortable" using disposable utensils.

What the hell!?!?!?! Who in this planet are "more comfortable" in using disposable plastic utensils*?!?!?! Unless you're allergic to metal, you will not be MORE comfortable with using plastic ones!!!! Plastic utensils are teeny tiny and are more prone to breaking as compared to non-disposable ones.

It took all of my strength to prevent myself from standing up, grabbing those disposable utensils, and shoving them down his throat while shouting at his very, very disposable face: CHOKE ON THAT! DISPOSABLE ASSHOLE!!!

* I'm talking about spoon and fork here, not chopsticks. I prefer my plastic chopsticks (washable, not disposable) over metal ones because they're lighter, I think; and nobody gave me metal chopsticks yet... hehe.

p.s. I am not a super-duper environmentalist person, but I do try to decrease my carbon footprint in anyway I can, without going crazy about it (story above excluded). I don't grab straws for every soda that I order in fast food restaurants; if given the option, I always use non-disposable utensils; I am still recycling all the xeroxes/papers that I had in college (yes, I didn't throw them away, I collected them for scratch paper); I don't litter, I keep my trash in my pocket if there's no bin to be seen, etc. I don't mind people who use straws for their sodas, but then again... when exposed to people as mentioned above... HOMAYGEDS!!! Parang gusto ko biglang mag-transform into Captain Planet tapos sunugin yung nilalang sa ilalim ng puno ng mangga para naman magkasilbi siya!

BAWAL TUMAWID DITO.... PAPATAYIN KITA!

Sa may UP, may lalaking tumatawid.

Ang nakakainis dun, dun siya sa tumawid sa hindi dapat tawiran.

Ang mas nakakainis pa dun, sa kanan niya, less than 5 meters away, there's a pedestrian lane. On his left side, around 10 meters away, there's an overpass.

POTA! Gaano kahirap ang maglakad just a few steps further para tumawid sa tamang tawiran!?!

I seriously, seriously considered running him over with my car (Yes! I'm driving again... Stupid expensive taxi fares!).

How serious was I, you ask? I was already visualizing him bouncing off my hood and into another car.

And... yes... instead of slowing down... I accelerated towards the guy... all the time thinking:

Sige, Sige N'im iroy ka! TABOK! TABOK!!!!!!!!

(Loosely translated: Come on sonofabitch! CROSS THE ROAD! CROSS IT!!!!!!!)

Tangina talaga! Pasalamat siya kahit papano a small part of his brain still managed to recognize na tangina wala akong balak patawirin siya ng buhay kung ipinilit niya sarili niya!

Idoooooollllll!!!!!!

Feeling ko kung may blog si Mark Twain... sinusundan ko na ngayon...

Why? You ask? Read below. Kung bakit niya sinulat yung nasa baba, read overview in Letters of Note

Nov. 20. 1905

J. H. Todd
1212 Webster St.
San Francisco, Cal.

Dear Sir,

Your letter is an insoluble puzzle to me. The handwriting is good and exhibits considerable character, and there are even traces of intelligence in what you say, yet the letter and the accompanying advertisements profess to be the work of the same hand. The person who wrote the advertisements is without doubt the most ignorant person now alive on the planet; also without doubt he is an idiot, an idiot of the 33rd degree, and scion of an ancestral procession of idiots stretching back to the Missing Link. It puzzles me to make out how the same hand could have constructed your letter and your advertisements. Puzzles fret me, puzzles annoy me, puzzles exasperate me; and always, for a moment, they arouse in me an unkind state of mind toward the person who has puzzled me. A few moments from now my resentment will have faded and passed and I shall probably even be praying for you; but while there is yet time I hasten to wish that you may take a dose of your own poison by mistake, and enter swiftly into the damnation which you and all other patent medicine assassins have so remorselessly earned and do so richly deserve.

Adieu, adieu, adieu!

Mark Twain

I feel you Mark Twain! I feel you!!! I hate idiots too!!!

10 minutes more...

Why does a mere 10 minute wait seem like a 5 hour wait when you're itching to leave the office?

Waaaaawwww.... machoooooooorrrr!!! (Mature!)

Besides procrastinating... one of my favorite hobbies is ranting about the latest ANNOYANCES of my life to my friends. Although... since I'm apathetic about most things these days... I am rarely annoyed. And if I ever am annoyed, I try to keep my rantings to a bare minimum so as to refrain from being the cause of annoyance of someone else's life. I only do my best rant anyway when the annoyance... becomes an ANNOYANCE... yes! with capital letters.

The problem is... when a friend starts trying (yes... trying! Because I know otherwise!) to be mature. And instead of fueling your anger by bashing the person you're currently annoyed with... starts calming you down and trying to explain why the other person did what he/she did instead! COME ON!!! Whose friend are you anyway?!?!

Yeah... yeah! I guess trying to understand another person's actions is wise... but can't I just rant first and try to kill the annoying person in my head before I try understanding them!?!? I do have that right, you know?! Some people can just be buzz kills.... just when your heart is pounding and your hands are looking for someone to pound on. Can't you be my immature friend just for a moment and try your mature phase next time?! Wait until I have an axe in my hand and seriously plotting someone else's death before going... "I AM MATURE" on me, OK?!

An Irrational Rant

I know I probably don’t have the right to be so pissed…  but I am.

I parked my car on a space on the "village" road, in front of a tree, in the middle of 2 homes. I don’t know  whose property I was parking on. I don’t even know if anyone owns that particular space since IT IS A PART of the street. By the way, I WAS NOT BLOCKING ANY DRIVEWAY! I made sure of that ( I don't want anyone parking on my future driveway, so I don't want to do it to other people).

Anyway, the guard on duty came to my unit and asked me to move my car because "Ma'am Liezel" (I don’t know if I have the spelling right) was not too happy at baka mag-away pa daw kami. Di ko alam bakit niya ako aawayin since as far as I know… wala akong driveway na blinoblock… also, the driveways, on both ends of my car, are too cluttered anyway for anyone to be able to park there. I don’t know who "Ma'am Liezel" is… and right now… I don't pretty much care. Or maybe I do care… I need to know who she is just so I know who I'll be messing with if she pisses me off too much (in the future).

I told the guard that I'll just finish my meal, and then I'll move my car. So ok… maybe it took me 3 hours to finish my meal kasi medyo nairita ako sa sinabi ng guard about "Ma'am Liezel"... pero eventually I did go and get my car to move it.

When I got in my car, may papel sa windshield ko. Nakasulat in angry writing… well it looked angry to me (di na ata to verbatim kasi I crumpled the paper after I read it): "NO PARKING!!! PLS. PARK OUTSIDE [the village, because I don't have my own parking, I own a studio type unit] OR NEXT TIME I'LL HAVE YOUR CAR TOWED!!!"

Yeah... Yeah... Maybe they do own the street on the side of their house… pero really?! Threats?! Really?!

And yes... maybe it's not a threat… maybe (like a line in a movie) it's a promise that they'd really have my car towed if I did park there again… but that wasn't really what got me fuming! What really pissed me off was the paper that was used to "threaten" me. Apparently whoever wrote that was from ABS-CBN Media. Well, it said so on the header.

Maybe that was the paper na accessible agad habang nag-ngingitngit sa galit yung bruhang sumulat sa papel na yun… pero come on! Really!?! Mag-isip ka naman! Do you even know what that implied at all!?

Parang ang lakas ng loob mo magpa-tow ng kotse ng iba dahil mayaman ka (kahit naman ang kalat kalat ng driveway mo! (hahaha! Sorry! Like what I said in the subject… irrational rant)) at nagtratrabaho ka for one of the most prestigious media companies in our country.

COME ON!!! REALLY?!?! NAGYAYABANG KA BECAUSE MEDIA KA?! COME ON!!!!!! HOW SENSELESS IS THAT! You''re just a glorified tsismosa because what you gossip about is labeled "NEWS"!

I hope you get run over by a tow truck!

Rant over.

A Guy Made Me Cry Last Friday...

Kasi ang tanga tanga tanga tanga tanga tanga tanga lang niya!

First time ko maexpose sa ganun katangang tao... para akong nag-e-explain sa bulag, pipi't, bingi na gamu-gamo! Kung ang gamu-gamo... (according dun sa kwento ng nanay ni Rizal) eh tanga... siya masahol pa dun!

Anakngtipaklong!!!! First time nachallenge yung patience ko talaga... kung dati ini-imagine ko lang na mangsasapok ako ng tao... this time... presence na lang talaga ng TL namin yung nakakapagpigil sa akin na tuluyang sapukin yung bungo niyang walang laman! HOMAYGEDS!!!!

Gusto kong magpasalamat sa lungs ko... kasi nakayanan ko pang mag-inhale exhale para icontrol ang sarili ko. Nung kinausap ako ng TL namin.... di ko kinaya... naiyak ako sa sobrang frustration sa katangahan talaga ng hayup na yuN! Para akong nagpapaliwanag sa kisame... feeling ko mas ok pa yung kisame kasi kung um-echo man... tama yung ibabalik na explanation sa akin... siya?!?!? ang out of this world lang talaga! HOMAYGEDS!!!

AYOKO NG TANGA!!!! AYOKO NG TANGA!!! AYOKO NG TANGA!!!

Ok... minsan tanga ako... pero kung alam kong di ko alam... tumatahimik ako o kaya nagtatanong for clarification! HINDI KO IPINAGPIPILITAN ANG Iniisip KO kung di ako sigurado! Fucker! Alam ng mga kaibigan ko na gusto ko parati akong tama... pero kung di ko kaya i-fight to the end yung feeling ko eh alam ko... tumatahimik ako!!!! Kaya kung di mo kaya ipagtanggol yung mga pinagsasasabi mo... TUMAHIMIK KA NA LANG!!!! WAG MO NA AKO i-expose sa kabobohan mo!!!!! At wag na wag mo akong gagawing sinungaling PUTANG-INA MO! LINTIK LANG WALANG GANTI POTA KA!!!

AYOKO NG TANGANG MAYABANG!!!

Shades, Sunglasses... whatever!

Ako na! Ako na ang pinakamasamang tao sa mundo!!! Hahahhahahaha!

Bakit naman kasiiiiiiiiii!!??!!? Bakit kasi may pumapasok ng office na naka-shades hanggang sa loob ng opisina!??!?! WALANG SUN SA LOOB NG OFFICE! and by the way.. October na! Maulan na! Wala na halos Sun-rays kadalasan... at kung may Sun man kayong maaninag paminsan-minsan... WALA PA RING RASON PARA isuot ang sun glasses hanggang sa loob ng office na walang bintana para masilip ang sun-rays o kahit man lang super-duper bright lights to give you a valid excuse to shade your eyes! (Unless kakaopera lang ng mata mo... o kaya kung may sore eyes ka... otherwise... ) THERE IS NO EXCUSE!!!!!

Okay fine... siguro kung super cool ka... or sobrang pogi mo that you could pull it off... siguro okay lang.. double standards na kung sa double standards! Eh kaso nagmumukhang eng-eng lang talaga ang mga taong pumapasok sa office ng naka-shades... tapos feel na feel pa nila na hot sila ... KAHIT HINDI NAMAAAAAAAAAAAAN!!!!!  And besides.. kung pogi ka at cool ka... I doubt kung gagawin mo to... unless nagdrdrive ka... pero feeling ko... FEELING KO LANG HA! When they get off the car... TINATANGGAL PA RIN NILA SHADES NILA... BAGO PUMASOK NG OFFICE! hahahahaha!

Taena ako na ang di maka-let go! NO TO SHADES/SUNGLASSES INSIDE OFFICES WITH NO WINDOWS! LALO NA KUNG DI KA HOT! hahahahahahah!

Well... I did say masama akong tao... hahahahha!