But Wait! There's More!

Wooooooot! =P Anyhoo. Since I use proxy to open Friendster in the office, and for some reasons proxies don't make me publish posts here in this blog, saving it as drafts instead, blog updates are always at my other blog.

As you all know, I'm a devotee of sloth and copy-pasting from that to my Friendster and Blogspot blogs defies that. So there, since you're not as a sloth as me, just go click the link above or, if it didn't work, go figure out for yourself a way to get there. Nyahah.

Anyhoo, I copy-pasted 4 entries here before posting this. I'm not sure if by the time you read this, copy-pasted entries from there here are up to date. Woot! Harhar!

Owkaeipaynwatebur! Woot!

Noticing that my Firefox's bookmark lists is getting way too effin looong, I decided to clean the list up a bit. To my surprise, I found a bookmark of someone's blog. I had stopped reading it ages ago when I finally decided that I'll let that person be and ignore all poop she poops. If you can't help people in their pitiful state, just pray for them kinda stuff. Woot!

Anyweiz. I read through that person's recent blog entries, just a few, heheh, only some of those in the home page of that person's blog, and surprisingly, I found entries that kinda made me chuckle. Woot!

The first chuckle-worthy thing I read there was when she gloriously claimed that I had stopped blogging because of her. Grrr stuff made me stop doing happy blogging, but is happy blogging all I ever blog about? Technically, what really made me stopped blogging AGAIN was combined SLOTH and a lot of movies currently shared in our office network. Couch potato mode even at the office, yeah boi! Harhar!

Second. Nyahah. I don't "snoop" around reading other people's stuff to get "inside scoops" or whatever. I had stopped reading even my uber loved officemates' and friends' blogs because of, again, SLOTH. And ever since she was removed from someone's friends' list and I didn't have any access to her PRIVATE friendster profile, I thought I also lost access to her blog that is why I never even dared trying to access it. Not until now that I discovered that blogs of users with private profiles can still be accessed. Nyahah. Okay fine, I admit on looking at their group's friendster account once in a while to "snoop" on new albums to find new pictures to laugh my head off about, but that happens only like once every two weeks, not as frequent as seeing that account's headshot on my "Who Viewed Me" list which I clean up every 4 days, AT MOST. Harhar!

Owkeipayn. I guess letting her be still didn't make her happy. Nyahahah. I don't know if it will make her feel better, which I totally doubt, but I would delete her blog on my bookmarks after posting this, heheh. Again, as I always say... You can't force people to understand or leave you alone, all you can do is let them be and just pray for them. Woot! =P

Open Letter to Them All

I just hope this would be the last that there would be for this chapter of all of our lives.

To Her

You know, I really pity you for having to live a life like that. You try so hard not to let people know how your life is really full of bitterness by exerting too much effort on making people think that you’re too confident and too strong. By overdoing it, hindi mo alam masnahahalata tuloy na puno talaga ng bitterness yung buhay mo at pinipilit mo lang takpan. So sad. Naaawa ako sayo dahil nagsesettle ka na sa ganyang klaseng buhay. You’re still young. You can still learn how to take life simply and without fear of being hurt again, or whatever bad things that have happened to you in the past that might have scarred you. Or maybe you fear that people might think you are weak. Being weak some times is only human. Breathe, girl. You don’t wanna die without feeling the real essence of living. You may be enjoying life now with how you’re currently living it, but think. At the end of the day, is there anything or someone left with you? You don’t wanna be alone, do you?

To Him

You know I was hurt. The lies and all, I was really hurt. But admitting your mistakes means a lot to me. I know it took a lot from you to confess everything, especially that ultimate mistake that you did. Alam ko ang daming nagsasabi na sana hindi mo na lang inamin para wala ng gulo, but you still chose to tell me the truth. I give you credit for your courage and for that I knew you still care for the relationship. I knew what I had to do is to forgive, and that’s what I did despite being so much hurt, because my love for you is enough to make me believe that there is still hope in fixing everything. I just wish you really are sincere when you said you are really sorry for all the mistakes that you had and when you promise, too, that you will never make me feel this pain ever again. I don’t wanna be disappointed and so depressed like this again in the future, that is why I will not expect anymore from you. Just do what you have to do. You know how difficult it is for me to give you another chance. I wish you will treasure it this time.

To My Friends

A thousand thank you’s to all of you who stood by me for the past few days that I was struggling to keep my self together. I know it would be difficult for most of you to understand why I decided to give him another chance. I would like to borrow Vinny’s line for this. “Mahal ko kasi, eh.” Sorry na, guys. I know in time you’ll see that my decision was right, but if not… Papayag naman ako magpabatok, magpasampal, lahat na… I love you guys. Thanks again.

To His So-called “Friends” At the Office

Honestly, I really don’t like most of your ways and stuff. Most especially, dahil hinahayaan niyo lang na gumawa ng maling desisyon yung mga tinatawag niyong kaibigan. When you get to play, know who are the people na isasali niyo. Tsaka, alam niyong may girlfriend yung tao, hinahayaan niyo lang, alam niyo na ngang mali na yung mga nagiging desisyon. Or baka naman mga self-proclaimed bad influences na kayo kaya ganun. I know everything is still a choice of an individual, but if you want to ruin your lives, don’t influence others to do the same. I want you to know that this is the impression that you had given me, just prove me wrong if I am. And I certainly hope you will.

Thanks to You, I Really Am A Green-Eyed Monster

I just can't believe that effin maid talks as if the trust issues AJ and I are having has nothing to do with her. Grrr. And she even had the guts to say she's sick of my child play? WTF? So I'm the one who's bugging her? I know I may be labeled cold hearted or whatever, but I'm not afraid of losing AJ AGAIN, as opposed to what she says is the reason why I am putting up with her. Grrr. And I'm not saying this just because I'm enraged again, but I really do, because I know I don't have to be a slut just to be with someone. And I really pity AJ for having to lose me again just because of someone who says she's just over confident when what she really is is a slutty bitch whose existence will never be noticed if she didn't act like one. Grrr.

My Blogspot's Got A New Look, Harhar

Nyahahah. I wanted a new look for my Blogspot account for ages already, but I just can’t find the right layout anywhere in the world wide web. Yeah, yeah. I know I should’ve just made myself one but, darn it, you know how lazy I am to do so. And yet another yeah, yeah. I know this current layout looks so effin kikay for me, but so what? Harhar! I like it. Even though it doesn't even suit my blog title, I still llike it. Harhar! Anyhoo. If miracles happen again and sloth rests somewhere else than me I would be editing this template’s images to make it a little less kikay. Heheh. Actually, I kinda feel like doing it now, but I haven’t eaten dinner yet and it’s already 8 PM. I hope sloth won’t find its way back to me after I eat my dinner. Harhar.

Anyhoo. I finally learned how to change the time and date that will appear on the entry posted here at Blogspot. Grrr. I think later I would edit the dates of the blog entries I copy-pasted here from my blogs.rakista account. Grrr. I really wish posting ib Blogspot gets unblocked at the office. Grrr.

Finally, Harhar

A few days back, my mom is reminding me again of taking back home the Philips SBC HP250 Headphones I’m currently using in the office. It was my dad’s, actually, but he just lets cobwebs and dusts grow empires on it. My mom said I should return it to my dad already because it annoys her when my dad is watching tely late at night and she can’t sleep. Every time she reminds me of it, I kept saying, “Yes, yes, I will,” but deep inside I’m thinking, “You just want your empire of cobwebs and dust back.” I didn’t tell her about the headphones everyone in the office gets whenever they are regularized. I kept telling her I’ll bring the old Philips back to where it slumbers unused when I bought a new one already.

I had been regularized just last week, the day after my birthday, but my sulking about my headset was on for more than a month already. That’s because my batch mates from the other department received theirs so, so early and I didn’t. But a few days after I became regular, our product manager told me that the headphones that were in her cube was mine, but we have to wait for our big boss to give it to me. I wish she hadn’t told me that because, a few days since then, knowing that the much awaited headset is just there yet not in your hands isn’t a happy thought. Harhar. Anyhoo. I got it already but I'm still not using it currently. It's just sitting on my cube, still boxed. Harhar. Having my SBC HP250 upgraded to SBC HN110, I’m so happy. It kinda lessened the gloomy mood I had because of AJ and his maid slut, but it’s still not enough for me to feel like talking to him yet. It just lessened my want to burn the slut alive. Now I want her burned dead. Harhar.

The Effin Bisayang Maid Who Has a "Fuck Me, PLEASE, I Beg You" Placard

I was supposed to have lunch out of the office today with AJ as originally planned days ago, but something grrr came up and now it won’t happen. Actually, I was expecting it to still push through although I’m not talking to AJ since yesterday because of that grrr thing because I thought AJ would think that it might be a good way to make up for what he did that made me really angry again. I texted him earlier to ask if we will still have lunch today, because if not, I would cancel the food I had ordered and I only got until around 10:30 to do so. That was around 10:10 when I texted him, he replied at 10:26 saying he wasn’t expecting it to still push through that’s why he woke up later than he should if he would still come. Grrr. Totally disappointing. It just made me doesn’t wanna text him even more.

About that grrr thing, that effin slut who totally looks like a bisayang maid who he flirts with in the office got into my nerves again yesterday. What made my blood boil is the fact that a few nights ago, AJ said he has stopped talking to her already and, the juiciest part, he said he is not keeping any more secrets from me no matter how small they are, yet the alibi he used on me yesterday was telling me he thought that that small info about the effin maid slut sending him a picture of a man’s abs following a message, “as promised.. :P” is better kept secret. No more secrets, huh?

But, anyhoo, being enraged again by the effin maid who has a “fuck me, PLEASE, I beg you” placard gave me my much awaited, long overdue, idea for a new Corel project. You can check it out at the link below but I would be improving it hopefully later today and upload it at my real deviantart account, but I think by the time you had read this, it might be updated already is posted where it should be.

Dead Effin Bisayang Maid Slut

Main DeviantArt Account

Blogspot. Evil Plan. Birthday. Effin Biatch!

Three weeks’ worth of blogging all packed in just one post. Harhar.

Bye, Bye, Blogspot

Blogspot is now blocked AGAIN in the office. Well, we can read entries but you can’t sign in to post a new one. Grrr. There were some issues about our seniors’ blogging which led to blocking the site again for posting. So, yeah, I’m back at blogging at blogs.rakista.com/parapampam and copy-pasting entries to my friendster and Blogspot accounts when the miracle of patience in waiting happens to me when I’m at home. Grrr. I never really felt how slow my laptop is until my office PC got upgraded and got blessed with a Quad Core processor. I’m the only Junior Developer in the office with a Quad Core machine, so keewwl.

From Tagaytay Evil Plan to AJ’s Very First EK Experience

Since Monday last week, Ykai, Ceejhay and I were joyously planning for the long overdue “evil plan” that we thought of pulling off at last week’s Thursday, which is a holiday. In our minds, we all thought, “this is it!” but then, on the night before the plans execution, BOOM! Problems came up and then, yeah, you might have guessed it already. Evil planned postponed again indefinitely. Then I told AJ that we should just visit Enchanted Kingdom instead. I was just kidding, but AJ became so enthusiastic about what I said because he said he’s never been there so, I thought, what the heck? It’s been so long since I last went there and I want to go there again. Harhar. We took the shuttle in Ayala to Enchanted, which is already included in the Pasyal Pinoy Package worth 765Php, which includes roundtrip shuttle passes from Ayala to EK and back, plus the EK Day Pass. Damn, I wanna go karting and ATV-ing again. Harhar. The weather was so, so great. Not sunny, yet it’s not raining, just right. Harhar. What a great pre-birthday celebration for me, heheh. Although the fireworks were really lame, or maybe I'm just used to seeing that kind of fireworks display every now and then at our house's rooftop, and the 2-hour, or more, of fireworks display every New Year's Eve.

I’m 21, Yehey!

Yup, I’m now at the more legal age than 18, and yeah, I’m still my mom’s baby. Grrr. Nothing’s changed since grade school, I’m still not allowed to drink, and still not allowed to be out late, still not allowed to go to gigs and finish it, GRRRR! Well, I guess moving out will still, and always be, my only SALVATION. Anyways, ugly thoughts behind, my birthday was great. Being also the anniversary of Paw’s breadknife incident, it is also the anniversary of my first date with AJ. Woot! Harhar. So I asked permission in the office to work half day on my birthday, having used that family affair excuse, I got to watch Iron Man with AJ in the morning. He has work at 3PM and I, too, at 2PM, that is why we watched the earliest show time. Harhar. I bought 3 1.3 liters of different flavored ice creams at the office, because I can’t escape tradition. Aheheh. GYC gave me a really cute bean-stuffed black-eyed dog from It’s Cool and a bendable doll which, they say, looks like me. Harhar.

The Three Weeks’ Highlight

My patience was put to test starting on the first of these three weeks, when I saw something that really got me holding myself back from smashing whatever’s smashable. Grrr. I really hate effin bitches that would do anything it takes just to get someone to fuck them. I don’t wanna elaborate on this much because I’m currently struggling to keep myself from being enraged again. Just the thought of that bitch makes me wanna hit something. Grr. I wish I could put into writing all the thoughts running in my head right now about that bitch and how she caused trust issues I now had with AJ. Grrr. Just grrr.

Wasted Earliness, Grrr

All my efforts on waking up early to be in the office for the 7AM shift just so I can be out at 4PM were all put to waste. I shouldn't have exerted effort. I should have trusted my instinct that this is what will happen. It is already 4:48 PM and I’m still at the office waiting for AJ who is still in a bus from Intramuros. And on his last update, he is still in Sta. Mesa. Hayzz. I just hope he gets here before 6 PM or else I’ll be really upset already, I won’t feel like talking to him again for a few minutes. I know it’s PARTIALLY not his fault because Ms. Carreon checked their thesis really late, but he could have just rode the LRT 2 to Cubao and then jeep from there rather than taking a bus from Intramuros to IPI in heavy traffic. He could have been here already. Grr.

I'm A Yellow Corel Alien, So What?

I'm so effin early for work, harhar. It's only 10:16 AM and I had done minutes of petix and finished watching The Bee Movie. If all goes well today, I can make landeeh with AJ as early as 4 PM today. I’m so happy. ^___^

Photoshop day again? Grrr. I really am so impatient on shifting from what I am used to into something new, like my so wished for transition from using Corel Photo-paint to the oh-so-loved and so effin famous Adobe Photoshop. I always get comments saying I can “photoshop” and when I tell people I don’t effin know a thing in Photoshop their eyes widen like I suddenly turn into a big wobbly yellow alien, especially when I tell them I use Corel on my shits. Adobe Photoshop has been a real deal to people that if you’re good at it people would so look up to you like a god or something. Maybe I long for doing the transition from Corel to Adobe because during the time that I was looking for a job, I sometimes look into job posting related to graphic design. Wala lang, bakit ba? Harhar. And to what I noticed, number one requirement is knowledge in Adobe Photoshop. It was very rare to see Corel in the requirements list. Grr.

I know, and am not ashamed to admit, that I’m not at all any good at graphic design but who knows, maybe one day my wind shifts into that direction. Harhar. I wanna learn Adobe Photoshop just so I know its workaround and won’t look like an ignorant or whatever, but I still won’t give up on using Corel Photo-Paint. So, yeah, when I don’t feel sloth when I’m home I would try to look for my Corel installation CD and copy it here in my office machine. Day count from that day starts today. Hmmm. Maybe a week count would work much better. Harhar.

Oatmeal. Petix. Photoshop.

I missed three days dose of my oatmeal, and now I’m finally looking forward again to easy pooping. My Yakisoba addiction is now over and now I’m addicted to instant oatmeal in coffee, instead of hot water. DROOOOL. Oh, wait. I’m currently eating coffee oatmeal. Harhar.

Another petix day at the office, grrr. I’m getting paid for growing bum fats in my tummy in front of this monitor for hours doing nothing work-related. Harhar. I’m a little early today than my usual arrival in the office which is a few minutes after 10 AM, and by a few minutes I mean less than 10. And here in the office, arriving at 10:01 already equals a minus 60 in my weekly pay slip, and my weekly pay slip usually has around -180 under time pay. Harhar.

Finally, I fought sloth in trying to teach myself the basics of Adobe Photoshop. What a great miracle it really is for me to actually be reading tutorials. Harhar. Basic of all the tutorial basics, how pity. Hahahah. Let’s see how this miracle would turn out. Let’s see in a few days if I still see myself installing Corel Photo-Paint in my machine, as originally planned before I accidentally learned that Willy has an Adobe Photoshop CS2 installer in his machine. Now enough blogging, Photoshop mode again….. ^__^

Summer = Wallet Dehydration: I Need MONEEEY!

April's here and everybody knows what it means. It's effin summer already. The hot sun is so scourging and walking from Monarch to Topy's is like a 3-minute trip to hell everyday. So, what more for my 20-minute tricycle-please-please-come moments in front of our gate at the very beginning of the day every single weekday? Grrrr. Nasa tapat pa lang ako ng bahay dugyot na ako kaagad, shitfuck.

And adding to that shit load of effin grrness, SUMMER=SWIMMING! Four different outings are scheduled for me this April to May. Grrrr.. I effin need lots and lots of money.

First in the queue is the Pampers get together swimming in Taytay. On the last update I was told, it will be on April 12 somewhere in Taytay. Patty said we just need to prepare 150 pesos for the entrance and then more money for food. Cheap entrance on a summer Saturday in Taytay, God knows how many people will be peeing with you in the pool. Harhar. =)

Second on the queue, PUERTO GALERA on the first week of May with James, Brent, and...... I don't know who else, yet. Hahah.. They were talking about this package that would make our wallets bleed more or less, I guess, around 7,000 pesos all-in-all. That much because we were so so many, harhar. =) And because of it, I thought of a plan.

The supposed last outing queued for me this summer is the evil plan Ren and Ykai plotted for the GYC couples. And by GYC couples, that only include Ren-Ykai, Vinny-Angel, Pam-AJ and the official-yet-technically-not-yet-couple Ceejhay-Ivan. There was supposed to be an outing on the third weekend of May but for so many reasons, primarily financial issues, harhar, it was cancelled. Then now Ykai and Ren had plans on going to Galera with Ren’s friends and was asking me and Vinny to come with them, but Vinny now has plans on going to Baguio with Angel, and I and AJ are also going to Galera with James and Brent; again, financial issues. Harhar. Then I thought of just merging Ren and Ykai’s Galera escape with James and Brent’s. Besides, it will be favorable to both parties, well, in my opinion, because going to Galera in a big group means less wallet bleeding for each and every one of us. So I told Ren about my plans, we discussed it already with his friend and now all that’s left to do is wait for James and Brent’s reply. Harhar.

Back to the outing queue, next in line is the Gurango company outing. Thanks to this heaven sent event, another outing in the queue was dissolved. GYC was also planning for our next outing, and because of the Gurango company outing, it was called off. So that’s a really big relief for my bleeding wallet. I heard the company outing would be held this June, but it’s still ok. Harhar.

According to my computations, I would only have around 3K per month to spend on these outing eklavus. And that 3K can only be acquired by intense self-control over shopping! Grrrr! If only I’m not paying 4K a month for my new Canon Ixus 950i I could still shop and swim without worries of wallet dehydration. Grr. I want that big bag from Puma, and it’s 1.7K, or that big bag from Nike, which is 1.3K, or that super pretty big white Sisley on Segue which is 2.5K. I also want that cool everyday backpack from Rip Curl which is 1.89K, and that uber pretty red and black wallet with metal Rip Curl logo, which is for 1K. And also that long overdue white and gray Ipanema slippers for 800. Grr! I NEED MONEEEEEEEEEEEEY!!!