Mangyari Lamang

{ October 18, 2009 @ 2:32 pm } · { Cult your, Pelepen True Strories }
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When I was still in college, one of the most dreaded subjects was media law. Everyone panics every Monday and Wednesday because we will be seeing the famous Atty. Bong Lopez once again armed with the magical deck of index cards that will decide our fate for his subject that semester. Everyone enjoyed his class but no one wanted to take it up again. No one dared to fail it because he can be one asshole you wouldn’t want to displease during recitations. He was one of the very few professors who can make even the laziest student burn candles until the early morning just to make sure that he is prepared for his class.

After I graduated, I have a lot of friends who took up law and swore that Atty. Lopez is a monster scarier than the boogie man. This man can say things that can break stone into dust. He would throw class cards out of the window whenever one of the students would do something he doesn’t like and students would start running out of the classroom hoping they can still find the class cards he threw out. There were tons of other horrid stories flying around the AB building and even on other law schools about the experiences that they’ve had with one of the best professors that I’ve met in my entire life.

There’s no doubt, everything I said earlier about him is true and anyone who have encountered him in their classes would agree. But for me, he was one person I will never forget for the rest of my life not only because of his teaching techniques but also because of this poem that he shared with the class one rainy day…

Mangyari lamang ay tumayo ang mga nagmamahal
Nang makita ng lahat ang mukha ng pag-ibig
Ipamalas ang tamis ng malalim na pagkakaunawaan
Sa mga malabo ang paningin.

Mangyari lamang na tumayo rin ang mga nagmahal at nasawi
Nang makita ng lahat ang mga sugat ng isang bayani
Ipadama ang pait ng kabiguan
Habang ipinagbubunyi ang walang katulad
Na kagitingan ng isang nagtaya.

Mangyari lamang ay tumayo ang mga nangangambang magmahal
Nang makita ng lahat ang kilos ng isang bata
Ipamalas ang katapatan ng damdamin na pilit ikinukubli
Ng pusong lumaki sa mga engkanto’t diwata.

Mangyari lamang na tumayo ang nagmahal, minahal at iniwan
Ngunit handa pa ring magmahal
Nang makita ng lahat ang yaman ng karanasan
Ipamalas ang katotohanang nasaksihan
Nang maging makahulugan ang mga paghahagulhol sa dilim.

At sa mga nanatiling nakaupo
Mangyari lamang ay dahan-dahang tumalilis
Palabas sa nakangangang pinto
Umuwi na kayo!
At sumbatan ang mga magulang
Na nagpalaki ng isang halimaw.

At sa lahat ng mga nakaiwang nakatayo
Mangyari lamang na hagkan ang isa’t isa
At yakapin ang mga sugatan
Mabuhay tayong lahat
Na nagsisikap makabalik sa ating pinagmulan
Manatiling masaya at higit sa lahat
Magpatuloy sa pagmamahal.

— Mangyari Lamang, ni Rico Abelardo
Thank you Atty. Lopez for teaching us about the separation of powers, libel, just compensation plus a thing or two
about real love…
Grabbing a few bottle of beers with his students just after grilling them in a grueling recitaition..

Grabbing a few bottles of beer with his students just after grilling them in a grueling recitation..

Zem Douches Part Uno

{ October 12, 2009 @ 1:07 am } · { Blogroll, Pelepen True Strories, them }
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Inspired by SXE Phil, one of my favorite you tube celebs before; I created this section in my blog. Probably just to vent out my anger against the seamless ability of some people to do unscrupulous things and/or their tendency to become such assholes. I myself can be one at times, but what they do is as rancid as a three-day old corpse. I’m not the type who judges other people without admitting that I myself can be one hell of a bitch. But learning about what they do/did/are doing infuriates me.

The week has passed and so did 2 or was it three typhoons? And damn, a lot has happened… One can’t help but feel bliss seeing all the charity and heroism reported on TV and on the internet. I’m proud of this generation because almost everyone was doing their part in helping out. Everyone made sure they had a purpose. Apparently while majority had the role of the goody, there were antagonists who hid behind the guise of concerned individuals who did some sick utterly sick things it disgusts even me, me who threw in a straight face at “three girls one cup” (well ok that’s pretty sick) but I’m sure you get the gist..

This morning, I saw a kumpare who reads tabloids everyday and according to him there was this blind item saying that a particular Filipina superstar had a benefit concert in Las Vegas so she can gather donations for the Ondoy victims. Later that evening, guess what… she was spotted burning cash in a Casino! Ok, so she is in the sin city, let’s give her credit for that. While my kumpare is not exactly a reliable person source, I still felt disgusted when I heard the rumor. It was just so… wrong.

Note: Just to give you an idea about my source, he is the type who always have to take photos of friends around a birthday cake complete with lighted candles with his phone camera to serve as evidence that he really did go to a birthday party just as he promised his wife. That’s how little my kumare trusts him and believe me she had every reasons to. Since the item has not really been proven yet, and add to it the fact that he left three of his kids to their own respective mothers (there were three of them one for each child), I’ll add my kumpare to today’s list of douches. But at least, he has the decency to admit that he is an asshole and the three kids that he left are all living a good life now… He is presently living with his wife and four kids (all from his present wife, his only boy being my favorite god son)

Back to the rumored superstar, if there is one thing that I’m sure of about her, it’s the fact na WALANG HIMALA, my brother is not a pig, hindi baboyramo ang kapatid ko, ako lang! I wish I’m wrong.

Douche number two is the Philippines’ number one douche. Since my brother served as one of her staffs for a couple of years, I have always been rational and understanding when it comes to the activities of her majesty excellency. She is after all, one of the most hardworking presidents in the history. But seeing the state of the nation now, and seeing how many people there are who practically kneel down in inches-thick mud just to beg for something to eat, it dawned unto me how many families would have had a decent meal to eat the next couple of weeks if only she didn’t travel as much as she did and she didn’t spend all the emergency funds for mundane things. It honestly pained me to see how many people there are, practically killing each other for a plastic bag of groceries. I wish one of these days, all the corrupt officials would experience the same thing, just so they’ll know how it feels to be weasled out of their hard earned cash, then we’d hear them all say I..am… sorreee complete with family pictures in the background.

gloria surfing

It has just fucking started…

{ October 2, 2009 @ 1:27 pm } · { 25370277, mole sa paa }
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A new super typhoon is slowly rolling towards the metro and I’m not particularly sure if anyone at all is ready for it… I just had brunch with the whole family because ironically with the super typhoon parma/pepeng arriving, the mega typhoon Patrick is back from his two- weeks vacation in La Union with Cheese.

It was a very emotional week for a lot of people. It is such a relief that my loved ones are all safe. And i feel more than just sorry for the others. We’ve all seen it- people losing properties, source of income, pride, sanity and love ones. I particularly choked when I saw this man sobbing while digging up wet mud. He said he was looking for his children… Plus many such stories. It was heartbreaking. So heart breaking that I shamelessly talked to my clients and past clients from the US hoping I can solicit some funds from them. It was great to know that I was employed by kind hearted people. I heart you, sirs may God bless you..

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While Ondoy was busy destroying Manila, I was in a small gig in Nueva Ecija… It was the BFs brilliant plan of a roadtrip he even employed the famous Mang Bobot to drive us there. We we’re planning to do a balikan thing, in spite of the storm that we didn’t know would cause such damage. Nice time to plan a road trip huh? After receiving a message that BF’s house have started to flood, we we’re a bit alarmed. Their place in Manila is elevated so indeed it was surprising. It has never flooded inside.. like EVER.. Then it dawned on us… The dogs!!!! His house elf told us they were crying, afraid of the water that is starting to flood the entire place. Apparently when they’ve gotten used to it, the guys back home started to hear *splash* splash*splash.* The gagong dogs finally got used to the flood and started diving (yes diving) and swimming around the house. Enjoying it like they’re on a damned beach resort.

So back  to our misadventures… The BF and I busied ourselves by reading ghost stories – that’s one of our favorite pass times eons ago. But still we felt concern on what was happening. We still didn’t know the gravity of the situation till the time we traveled back. It was 6 pm and it was starting to get dark… and it seemed well… too fucking dark. We haven’t even reached Cabiao (i don’t know how to spell that) yet there was already a traffic jam. Apparently there was a bus stuck in the middle of the road because of a tree or something. So we had to find another way out. Honestly, it was like twilight zone driving down dark narrow roads, ending up cruising along a dark cemetery and chains of houses that seemed to have been abandoned by its owners. There was no flicker of light and not a person in sight. It was a fucking ghost town… I covered my eyes feeling the urge to pee right then and there. It was a damned scene in Shake Rattle and Roll and I never was that adventurous to wish I’d have an experience like that.

We tried to stick to the main road but it was impossible because a lot of trees have fallen off blocking the road. What normally takes us less than an hour became a three-hour trip. We just discussed that once we reach NLEX everything will be okay.. We don’t have to worry about trees falling on us or something like that, We can empty our bladder, get some decent food and rest for a while. As it turned out, NLEX is impassable… YES THERE WAS FLOOD IN FUCKING NLEX.

We had to detour to Marilao, I checked on Kuya Bobot who seemed to be very tired because he seemed tp be driving way faster than he usually do… We seek refuge in Bulacan, little did we know then that it was also one of the most affected areas. We were lucky to find an inn where all four of us checked in for the night. When we opened the television, that’s when we realized how bad things were… A celebrity is stuck on top of her roof with small kids and rescuers didn’t pay any attention to her. It was THAT bad… What we we’re seeing on TV was a disaster, and an even bigger disaster was the food we were wolfing down. It was the “specialty” of the inn and by god I can swear its the left-overs of other customers mixed together. To give you a clue the dish had chicken, kikiam, squidballs, hotdog, half a slice of pork chop, various veggies and god-knows-what else… If you can’t see the photo now it means i’m too lazy to upload it. Anyway, we ate it hungrily, there are people who haven’t eaten anything since before lunch so why complain now?

We went home the next morning seeing the damage that the storm left. There was a hell-lot-of-trash the MMDA is going to have a field day cleaning it all up. When we finally reached our destination what awaited us was more flood. I told kuya Bobot “Kuya Bot andito na tayo kaso hindi siya kasing ganda ng potipot” Apparently that was the least of his concerns, it turned out that his family lives in Pasig – another place that got the worst blow…I folded my pants and braced myself, it was back in college since I last walked on a flooded street. Memories came flooding back seeing dead roaches and whatnot floating in the flood… I sort of wanted to cry… But I remembered what I saw on TV the previous night, I wanted to bitch slap myself 10 times for feeling that way.

Then BF told me, “grabe tong road trip na to no. Malamang ibobolog mo to..” Well I did, days after… It hasn’t quite settled into me yet.. But the darkness outside – the upcoming storm, it woke me up to the reality that the disaster is just beginning… God help us all…

Offspring???

{ September 24, 2009 @ 5:43 pm } · { Bobo Yoyo Ong Onga }
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I assume he is a he. The product of  love ata to. He kinda looks gay-ish but I think he looks pretty like his mom..

product of pap's genes mixed with mine

product of pap's genes mixed with mine

Shet natawa ako.. ampogi ng anak ko.

Excess Baggage

{ September 22, 2009 @ 9:33 pm } · { them }
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I waited 2 months for the Galera trip and it was worth the wait, the hassles, the heartaches, the negotiations and the money spent. Unlike other people who are afraid of spending well-earned cash for three days worth of time with the people you love and the people who love you back, I felt that every cent was worth it. The people I was with deserved every penny and every energy that I invested for the trip. I am happy that I didn’t end up spending cash because of douchebags who don’t deserve it at all – of people you consider “friends” yet you ran out of things to talk about and you have to be mindful of what you say because you might end up saying the “wrong things.”

It’s one of the best vacations I’ve had in years because it was all about relaxation, getting drunk/high and I don’t have to put up with the shit of travel companions who put in extra weight to your load. I was happy that I don’t have to pretend to like the people I was with. The lesson I learned in this trip is simple – I don’t have to try too hard…

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The past vacations (including this one actually), I tried really hard to talk people into coming with us and it kinda sicken me that I tried too hard to force them to come. You see, I hate the feeling of getting left behind especially when you are supposedly in a group. So I try to avoid that now with my friends. I see to it that as much as possible I try to make each of them feel important in the group. But now, I guess I’m tired of that. Let them shamelessly crawl back ones their so-called friends leave them to die in a manhole.

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I told kaps na I sooo want to blog about them, even if it is a complete waste of time but I guess blogging is the official language nowadays. And for some weird reason, a lot of people don’t seem to understand blatant words anymore but would fuss over the good or the bad things that you write about them in your personal blog.

If by any chance, my friends are reading this blog, I just want to tell you that you are all very important to me and you are all in my heart. If you feel that an extra few thousand is not worth spending for friends who willingly welcome you with open arms each time you need help and as you say “is a waste of money”, well I’m sorry because there’s something obviously wrong with you and maybe you better rethink things.  I can understand lame excuses but selfish ones aggravate me. If its true that birds of the same feather flock together, then I’m glad that you don’t stick around with us because if that’s the kind of bird you are, I’m certainly happy I’m not like you.  Well I might seem like narrow-minded person who can’t understand others and I may sound petty well I guess thats because I’m done being the rational one.

the galera effect

{ September 18, 2009 @ 5:37 am } · { Bobo Yoyo Ong Onga }
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One of the reasons I hate being in the night shift is that you become disoriented with the time and date. Apparently, my friends’ case is worse..

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Just in case my time stamp fucks up, the date today is 17th and we have a trip to puerto on saturday, 19th of this month.

(12:24:22 AM) rafael rivera the child star: rhae, gil puyat station yung bus terminal tama?
(12:24:30 AM) rhae: uu.. .
(12:24:34 AM) rafael rivera the child star: oks
(12:24:38 AM) rhae: aalis ka na?
(12:24:53 AM) rafael rivera the child star: mamaya,
(12:25:01 AM) rafael rivera the child star: uuwi pko
(12:25:02 AM) rhae: siguro kita na lang tayo sa may ano..
(12:25:12 AM) rhae: sa may jollibee.
(12:25:17 AM) rafael rivera the child star: ok
(12:25:26 AM) rhae: uy bukas pa yun ah
(12:25:27 AM) rhae: ahahahah
(12:25:34 AM) rhae: thursday pa lang ngayon
(12:25:51 AM) rafael rivera the child star: friday na kaya
(12:26:01 AM) rhae: uu friday ng madaling araw..
(12:26:21 AM) rafael rivera the child star: teka

After about 5 minutes

(12:26:24 AM) rafael rivera: naguluhan ako
(12:26:33 AM) rhae: tado
(12:26:46 AM) rhae martin: friday pa lang ng madaling araw ngayon
(12:26:55 AM) rhae: ang alis natin sat. ng umaga
(12:27:46 AM) rafael rafael rivera the child star: akala ko friday to sunday tayo tapos monday ng umaga yung uwi
(12:28:30 AM) rhae: dude.. sat- monday.. may pasok pa tayo ng sat morning
(12:28:57 AM) rhae: kaya nga sept 19-21.
(12:29:13 AM) rhae: sa iniisip mo 3 nights tayo dun..
(12:29:58 AM) rafael rivera the child star: basta sa sat na lang
(12:30:02 AM) rafael rivera the child star: tanga ko naman
(12:30:06 AM) rafael rivera the child star: sensya na
(12:30:10 AM) rafael rivera the child star: basag na ako sa trabaho

It was funny, I can sort of swear he thought it was Saturday already

After a few minutes, Kaps texted:

“Galera bukas, right?”
“Galera bukas, right?”

ME:
LOL.. yes bukas Saturday, Remember to ask me about what happened to paeng ha

KAPS:
What happened to paeng?

ME:
Nothing serious.. he was planning to go to buendia this am. Kala daw niya mamaya na ang alis so he was prepared to be absent from work.

KAPS:
Errr. Ako rin E…

How I wish I also thought wrong.. Then all of us would have been on our way to galera this morning. We could have all mistakenly absented from work oblivious to the fact that our office tasks await us that day. But we wouldn’t care! Because for us, it was already Saturday. Fuck work, we’re in vacation.. We would have been on our way, we would have been eating chips in the bus or sipping coffee. We would have been dozing off hoping we can get re-energized after working the entire night before we hit the beach..

They say the world will continue turning even if everyone disappears. It will, but how come we cant take a break whenever we want to? Why do we have to move the same pace as the earth? Why are we so afraid to go out of balance? Why are we so afraid of losing a few hundred bucks in exchange of a day that ought to last in our memories as long as we’re all sane enough to remember it?

Well at least even for just roughly 48 hours, we don’t have to care about anything. The BF is not coming with us as planned and I’m kinda depressed over it, but let him do all the worrying the entire weekend. Call me mean but I think its fair enough. I deserve a real break and for me, a real break consists of curling up next to the ocean. It’s my therapy and I’m not depriving myself of it… Yes I will miss him, but I have faith that I’m not the only one who will be feeling that.

so what does it make you? Magnetic! ayuff!!!

so what does it make you? Magnetic! ayuff!!!

Ode to the Slave Drivers

{ September 10, 2009 @ 8:34 pm } · { Blogroll }
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I haven’t uploaded a blog about my trip to Cebu and Bohol a week ago coz there is a lot to say about the trip. Work is fine so far but that only goes in my end. I pity my officemates because they have to put up with salary delays, income tax refund delays and all those shit. I don’t really care that much because even if my salary is also delayed, my need for it isn’t as bad as some of my office mates who have children to feed, send to school and brought to the docs to get their vaccines.  I feel really sorry for them. And yes, I feel sorry for the bosses too because they haven’t been gifted with enough prudence thus putting the company in shambles and endangering their employees’ paychecks. I do pray for them even if a lot of people have already lost hope  (ala Santino). I want to thank them though cause I at least got the salary increase that I’ve been bugging them about for months. See? the key is persistence. No sarcasm added.

My work requires me to log in every single activity I do for the duration of my 8-hour shift. Hmmm.. I don’t want any time wasted so I contrived a plan to ensure that no time is wasted AT ALL..


So, I may not have an office cubicle but check out my kick ass home based cubicle..

my office cubicle

I’m totally selling my idea to all the slave driving companies out there.  Say… call centers? Who needs bathroom breaks, right? Oh that brown mug, right there, that’s the ashtray so it ought to save time as well for cigarette breaks. As for the tabo, my cubicle is equipped with hi-tech bidet system that will also save you time cause you won’t need to wash your hands. Google or call centers may be smart enough to figure out a way to synthesize a way to keep the “cubicles” clean at all time. That way, you can bring your packed food and eat there as well. Gross? Let’s hear you say that ones you get unemployed.

Clueless

{ September 5, 2009 @ 3:19 pm } · { just bitching out! }
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One thing that I love about my job is that I can pretty much do it anywhere I please. If I have the budget I can disappear for an entire month to some island without worrying about work. I love the freedom, I love that I don’t have to put up with annoying office mates.

So imagine my dismay when I get messages like these:

(4:14:49 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: hi rhae.. “pls don’t forget to update your time tracker”
(4:15:04 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: thanks
(4:15:20 AM) 428094432: its ok just as i said you don’t have to remind me na about that.
(4:15:35 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: well kailangan eh.. sorry
(4:15:39 AM) 428094432: takot ko lang di mabayaran
(4:15:53 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: sometimes ma’m ztef looking at our chat logs
(4:16:28 AM) 428094432: ahhh.. ahahaha pero yun nga i told her na din not to worry about it
(4:16:46 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: actually message nya yan eh.. copy paste ko lng
(4:17:39 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: you know what pabor saken if not reminding so.. anweiz sumunod n lng para walng issue. i hope you dnt mind
(4:17:41 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: thans
(4:17:44 AM) DerwinBB Gandang Buko_AWP: *thanks
(4:21:17 AM) 428094432: yun nga eh i said that to save you the trouble.. and I’m not complaining or anything dahil sumusunod naman ako so i don’t see kung bakit magkaka issue..
(4:21:40 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: lol.. yaan mu na sila..
(4:21:56 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: kaka message nya lng kasi saken
(4:22:04 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: then she’s here sa desk ko
(4:22:09 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: so i have no choice
(4:22:11 AM) Derwin BB Gandang Buko_AWP: lol

1) Hayaan mo na sila??? No, I can’t do that.. They’re the clients and they’re the ones paying for all my luho so I can’t disregard their instructions even if you don’t remind me, SIR. I follow exactly what the clients want so that I won’t have to put up with the shit coming from someone who according to my officemates haven’t been doing adequately in his tasks as a “supervisor”

2) LOL??? LOLIN MONG MUKHA MO! Heller Biglang bawi at the end?! medyo ansarap niyang sungalngalin.

He seems so clueless about how to interact with other peoeple. I guess thats how they interact in their planet. This pitiful excuse for a “supervisor” will make you feel thankful that you are in the 33rd floor of a building in Ortigas because if by any chance you snapped, you can simply haul the bastard and throw him off the window. And if he is still alive, let the call center agents in Ortigas speak annoyingly accented English around him till his brain bleeds (no offense call center agents of Ortigas tamaan lang kung sino tatamaan)  … He ought to be thankful I wasn’t there cause I would totally snap if he was right in front of me then. And people don’t usually like it when I snap.

Just to have an idea as to what kind of person he is, here is a picture of him:

  • never mess up with people who knows photoshopnever mess up with people who knows photoshop, SIR.. they can mess you up really bad…

    • Just so you know I was not the one who made this. The entire working force in the office have been pissed with this dude for as long as I can remember so this just one of the many “artworks” starring “him” as the model. Throughout his stay, he was awarded with a hell lot of codenames and he seems to be wearing it like a freakin’ badge! This is a warning for everyone not to mess up with the artists coz they don’t mind slacking off from work just to make sure you get this special JPEG image. If you are extra annoying, the entire office wouldn’t mind making it the wall paper of their desktop…  No I’m not kidding, diba AJ?

    Rack

    { August 24, 2009 @ 5:23 am } · { Cult your, Gluttony }
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    Yesterday, I’ve written about our attempts to watch “Up.” All efforts to drive the crowd out went in vain. And by effort, I mean it! Kapre’s means of getting rid of the people in line is simple, he grimaced a bit and in a loud voice he said, “Grabe ang reviews ng Up, pare! Ampangit daw pala, mag-aaksaya lang pala ng oras ang mga manonood nun no?” Well obviously no one was obtuse enough to believe in his ploy but surely no one was also chivalrous enough to make any wise ass retort. I wouldn’t call him kapre for nothing after all. We soon accepted defeat and made our way to Timezone instead. After getting crushed in a shooting game by “the BF” and just about getting a major prize in stacks we called it quits to smoke and look for a resto. And as usual, what we were looking for is a chow joint that sells “karne”

    After walking around Greenbelt, we ended up in Texas Smoke ‘Em. Since Poker is quite popular these days, and has been one of our favorite pass times, we gave it a try. Something was really wrong about the place though, I don’t know why I had second thoughts about it but my mind suddenly started to linger on a rack of ribs.. hmmm.. well then it’s worth a try! I actually had to force everything else in my mouth except for the baby back ribs. I’m a sucker for it as long as it’s moist, sweet, tangy and smokey. So in short, it was decent enough. I don’t know what the hell they were thinking selling those godawful baked macaroni and cheese. The trick in ordering is simple, just stick to the dishes that has chili powder and you will be fine. When I opened my laptop, that’s when I remembered that I once read a review of Texas Smoke ‘Em and was glad that I was warned. Yes, in spite of the warning, I was dumb enough to forget about it. The resto was well bombarded with criticisms from former diners saying their ribs are too dry or too flavorless. I can say the same thing about their side dishes but I won’t change my opinion in the rack that I wolfed down hungrily….(naughty) Oh and speaking of rack, kaps was totally staring at the waitress’ boobs, he even asked her if she wanted to come with us to gallery, she just… smiled… After going back for drink refills, she was probably annoyed and asked someone else to go back to our table… I won’t even begin to glorify what “the BF” said when I asked him if he saw the waitress’ shirt…

    the waitress' shirt was a bit more convincing i think she has bigger breasts...

    the waitress' shirt was a bit more convincing i think she has bigger breasts...

    And again speaking of rack, I went to Powerbooks and decided that in spite of the growing expenses, a couple of books would always be a smart buy. Well I love books the same way “the BF” loves his shoes and his motorcycles. Sidney Sheldon’s books are on sale which painfully reminded me that I had every single one of his books but someone stole them out of my shelf. As in STOLE ha! I’m not even exaggerating. But I made a beeline towards the shelf of James Patterson. I’m starting a collection of his works. His books are good page turners; he draws enough picture for you to create a good image of the character and setting but not too fucking descriptive putting in an entire chapter for every single character he has in his book. Yes, Stephen King, you heard me? I totally had to finish Needful Things for an entire year. He is a good story teller, I probably just prefer something more gripping and lighter read. I purchased two books – Judge and Jury and the first of his Women’s Murder Club – 1st to Die. At least I’m equipped for my trip next weekend…

    books books books.. yeah! err. books books..

    books books books.. yeah! err. books books..

    Countdown to Tuesday

    { August 23, 2009 @ 5:08 pm } · { Blogroll }
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    The day isn’t exactly as extraordinary except for the fact that I spent a bit more cash than I was planning to quite an amount for various things in the mall. But did I regret it? No. For me, its money well spent. I was planning to shop in preparation for my trip to Cebu and Bohol this coming weekend. But instead, I came across this:

    jupiter oakley shades

    jupiter oakley shades

    Well it’s not exactly for me. Tuesday is a very special day for me and BF. Time seems to have flown so fast and now, we are on our 4th year… I was planning to surprise him with something else but I guess I have done almost every gimmick possible so, why not give him something that he really likes? I was planning to give him that Kobe shoes he’s been salivating for for quite some time but that’s so… 2007… I didn’t wait until Tuesday before giving it to him because I can’t exactly hide it anyway since we were together in Greenbelt to meet up BF number 3 and 4 – Paeng and Rene ( LONG STORY which I’ll save for another blog entry) to watch “Up” in 3D. I was quite psyched about it cause it was the first time I’ll experience 3D in the cinema. Unlike others out there who have experienced 3D theater in no less than the Kodak Theater in Univ Studios. We were all disappointed though because the tickets were sold out. Bummer! But none the less, even a stroll in Quiapo, Luneta or the slums with these guys is bound to be an eventful day so I was just happy spending time with them.

    We ended up in our next favorite spot – Timezone. One thing I love about being out with these kids men is that they are spontaneous. Timezone isn’t exactly a place where you will find me with my “girl friends”. But come to think of it, I don’t really “hang out” with my girl friends, I just “go out” with them. The friends you “go out” with are those that you meet once in a while when the occassion calls for it or you just feel like you need to catch up on each other’s life just to make sure that you still have the title of being “girl friends.” Don’t get me wrong, I’m not generalizing my chick friends but I’m sure you get the idea..

    I’m still stuck on the thought that I’ll be watching “Up” in 3D.. It’s a far cry given my unmanageable sched.. But I sure am looking forward to Tuesday. Whatever is in stored for me in fucking Tuesday. Tons of Workloads probably.. work sucks…

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