Luglio Tre, 8:16 PM (Venerdi)

            Third day on my vacation. I’m so bored. Only on thing (or person) makes me happy, and I just missed him this noon, because I left my computer to eat lunch with my family. You know, they’re all here, Mom, fratelli and sorella. We had a great time. It’s been awhile since I last eat lunch with my family. It felt so good.

 

            When I went back in front of the PC, he left an offline. He had no idea I was online, because I was in “invisible” mode. J So, after lunch, I just watched Pussycat Dolls’ videos. Honestly, it’s only Nicole who is sexy; the others look like her back-up dancers. Fans shouldn’t complain that they’re over-emphasizing Nicole. Hello, the moment they take the spotlight away from Nicole, people will see that the other “Dolls” are not that hot as they seemed to be.

           

            I asked Mom to walk with me. So, we went outside. We bought banana Q and turon. I pinched Mom on her waist. She said, “You’ll never feel any flesh or fat.” I laughed and I pinche my own waist. Wow. Lot’s of fat. I told Mom, “Ma, pinch mine, lots of fat.” She did pinch me, and it tickled, so I hastily removed her hand, and I think I broke her thumb.

 

            We passed a siomai stand and we ate. It wasn’t as good as her favorite, which is “The Siomai House”. She didn’t even finish her order and had me to finish it.

 

            We kept walking until we reached Mercury Drugstore. Mom bought some medicines for her high cholesterol, which is really unbelievable, because she doesn’t eat that much meat. While she’s with the pharmacist, I bought gummy worms and a chocolate bar. I ate my candies while I read TIME magazine. They featured Michael Jackson. Ew. Just ew.

 

            I have nothing against Jacko Wacko, but he really scares me. What I don’t get is that why his children are so white. Duh, you can’t cheat DNA. Maybe, it’s not his sperm.

 

            On our way home, Mom and I started planning about my wedding. She said we have a lot of relatives to invite on my wedding day. I said I want to invite few people. We argued, we had PROS and CONS. Then, we realized, I don’t even have a boyfriend to marry. Haha.

 

            We checked out the new subdivisions’ model house. It was so pretty, just like a doll house. Then, we started planning on our room. We decided to paint it with lavender next week. Yay!!!

           

            We dropped by at Krissie’s house. Poor Krissie, she’s ill, and she didn’t go to work.

 

            Mom and I went home. I practiced “Vincent” and “Yesterday Once More” in piano.   

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Luglio Due, 2:27 AM (giovedi)

Luglio Due, 2:27 AM (giovedi)

 

            I can’t sleep. Haha. Maybe I’ve been sleeping for 10 hours already.

 

            What now? No idea. I don’t know what to do during my five-day off from work. Go to Bora? Nah. It’s too crowded. And I’m not the Bora-type of girl. J Plus, I don’t have games to ditch. Haha.

 

            Sorella was back yesterday. I don’t know if it for good. The other day, I couldn’t sleep, and I had tantrums, and she was there to comfort me. That’s what I like about Sorella. She’s just there to listen, even if she’s “out-of-ate”. Haha. Well, I cried because I was really upset. It was a hot day, and I was sleeping, Mom and Carl argued in the kitchen. My bedroom was near the kitchen, and I can hear them. Mom shouted at Carl, and I woke up.

 

            I asked why they were arguing. It’s just because of the stupid jogging pants. Man. Kids. I’m not gonna judge Carl. I was like that when I started college too. J But the problem is, I couldn’t go back to bed. I forced myself to go back to sleep, but I just couldn’t. I was pretty stressed out lately, because Yner’s arrival in our house (and thank God he left already), so I needed some sleep. It was five o’clock in the afternoon when I started to cry. First, tears were just rolling down from my cheeks. I sniffed a little, and those little sniffs became big baby sobs. It was good! It’s been years since I cried like that. J After crying, I felt better, got dressed and went to work. Sorella liked my new dress. Yay!

 

            Yesterday, Mom a new set of curtains. It was fabulous. It’s white and there were green roses and leaves embroidered in it. Carl helped her to put it on. I noticed that Mom changed the throw pillow cases on the living room. She used the orange ones. Really, I don’t have anything against orange, but really looked out of place.

 

            I chatted with Gab yesterday. She was asking about Antonio. I was like, “Antonio who?” I remembered about our Zorro conversation. She likes the show, but she denied that she likes Richard Gutierrez. Haha. For me, Richard is handsome, but he’s not really the type of guy that girls dig in. He looks too good. I don’t know. I find him really corny and cheesy J Though I don’t watch Zorro, I told Gab that Antonio is not dead. Hello, it’s a typical Pinoy fantaserye. Filipinos never kill the protagonist. I haven’t seen even a single episode, but I can keep Gab up to date, because the plot is so predictable. I said, “Antonio is not dead yet, he’s just hiding somewhere, like a monastery or something, and he’s preparing for his big come back.” Then Gab went offline to go biking.

           

            I logged in ebaby. Being so nice (or pretending to be so nice) made me listen to all my friends’ love troubles. Oh my gosh. Cyber love is so in. To tell you the truth, it’s pretty unrealistic. Not practical. It happens only to people without social life. Tell you about it later. I gotta go jogging.

 

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Luglio Uno, 9:08 AM (mercoledi)

No game to ditch. Hehe.

                  

            I just got home from work. Since I was trained to handle member calls, my AHT went way up. Yikes. I was so stupid. I shouldn’t have insisted to be included in the last batch of trainees. Whatever.

 

            Since my scorecard sucks, I wasn’t really in the mood to work. And seemed like everyone else is not in the mood for work too. The CSL was low, and the management thought of a good solution to that. They started giving out a hundred bucks per hour to those people who will render over time. But nobody was paid any attention to the incentives. The guy with dreads even said, “You’ll make more money if you sell weeds.” Haha.

 

            Last Saturday. I lost all my will to live. I went to 7-11 to get bottles of Coke to drown and kill myself with caffeine. I saw the latest issue of Candy Mag. I changed my mind. I don’t wanna die. I bought the mag and read it during my shift.

 

            I picked up a really cheesy line from it. “Hi, I bet a hundred dollars you have a nice smile. See! You owe me a hundred dollars!” Let me see if I can use this to someone…

 

            In my opinion, that magazine is getting lamer and lamer every issue. It’s all about crushing, flirt, how to be pretty, et cetera. I just loved buying that magazine because of the cover girls. By the way, Taylor Swift is the cover for this month. Well, she’s pretty like a Barbie.

 

            Lunedi: I wore my green princess dress. Even though it’s the second time I wear it, Anj thinks it’s new. She said I looked like Cinderella on it. Maan said I look like Big Blair. J The management made the incentive a hundred and fifty per hour. It’s pretty big amount of money, but no thanks. I had enough stress for the day. Make it 200 bucks, probably, I’ll do it.

 

            We have a new puppy! I’m really worried about the pup, because I know we can’t handle the responsibility and we’ll end up giving it to a relative again. He’s pure white and so cuddly.

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Giuno Trenta, 12:36 PM (lunedi)

 

            I was up all night last night. I did an RD OT again. Can you believe that? Haha.

 

            Uncle Totoy and his family arrived Wednesday evening. All of them looked the same, except for Tita Tess. You know, she had her nose done. Yikes.

 

            Yner spent his first night here in our house. He didn’t change a lot, maybe because he looked so much like Ed. Some people even thought they’re twins. Y showed us his girl’s profile. She’s pretty, like Beyonce. I asked why do add me in myspace. He said it was pretty Americanized. In what way? So, they stayed all night, trying to hack my myspace, and see what’s inside.

 

            The next day, I went to work. I missed everyone. Except for one person. You know who. J Did I mention that she once talked to me in the bathroom? Here’s what happened: I was washing my face, when she entered the ladies’ room. I took a quick glance at her reflection in the mirror. I think she saw me. I was calmly wiping my face with a paper towel, when she said, “Regine?” I ignored her. She thought I didn’t hear, so she repeated, “Regine?” I wasn’t really ready to talk to her so I grabbed my purse and pulled a Blair Waldorf walk-out on her. I do miss her, because she sometimes makes me laugh.

 

            I dropped by at Auntie Nene’s house to see Uncle Totoy, Tita Tess, Am and Esyr. As usual, they said I’m so big. I get it, I get it. I get it that I’m big. But I don’t really get is why they have to say it every time they see me. My cousins, for example. They see me all the time, and when they do, they still tell me that.

 

            I’m on a PDP. If my performance doesn’t improve in 2 months, I’ll be out, chief told me. Maybe it’s because of my absences. Plus, lately, I’ve been arrogant. I think I’m the best rep in the team, though I’m not. So, it’s entirely my fault. God help me.

 

            It’s been chaotic around here since they came. Y spends the night here in the house, because we have 24-hour internet connection.

 

            Last Saturday, we had a party at Auntie Nene’s house. Too bad I couldn’t really stay long, because I have to work.

 

            Auntie Nene’s house was jam-packed, like a club or something. When I arrived, I was like, “whoa! They’re all my relatives?” Because they’re so many. Gosh.  My uncles were drinking, my cousins were dancing with Chris Brown’s music, and the kids were squeezed in the living room. My mom’s cousins were like, “You’re so big?” and “Belen, is she really your daughter?” Dang. My Mom introduced me to her cousin, Uncle Noel. I haven’t seen him before. Mom told him that I work in a call center, and he was impressed. He gave me a really good advice; don’t smoke. Duh. Even if they give me a million dollars, I won’t do it.

 

            Auntie Grace told me that I looked sexy in my outfit. Yay! It’s big accomplishment, since she’s the number one person who tells me that I’m fat.

            Auntie Noemi and her girls spent Saturday evening here in the house. Aina has a bandage on her forehead. Funny baby. Haha. I missed them so much.

           Sunday morning: I went home early. Our house was full of peaople, man. I ate breakfastwith Mom and Auntie Noem. I listened to the two of them while they talk about some of our relatives. Then, Mom mentioned his uncle, Tata Issio (not sure if it’s the correct spelling), and his children. Auntie Noem commented that their cousin Amy’s daughter, Kaye, looks pretty, and she looked like me. Yay!!! She said I’m pretty! I asked Mom if I’m pretty, and she said yes. Well, maybe she only said that because I’m her daughter. What kind of Mom who’ll tell her daughter that she’s ugly when she asks?

           I watched “The Night At The Museum II”.

        NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM II

            Larry Daley left the Museum of National History, and moved on with his career, being the CEO of the Daley industries. His company sells glow-in-the-dark flashlights.

            Museum of National history will replace some of its displays, and the old displays will be sent to Washington D.C. including the Golden Tablet of Akhmenra. I forgot the name of the museum. I guess I wasn’t paying attention.

           So. the stone tablet was shipped to the museum in DC, and the displays there came to life. Larry followed them to retrieve the displays and the golden tablet. Khamunra, Akhmunra’s big bro wanted the tablet for himself, so there’s war.

          Of course, good wins over evil, and “kind-heartedness” prevailed. Larry got the tablet, and Amelia Earheart gave them a ride back to New York.

          Then, they opened the museum 24 hours a day and Larry went back being a nightguard. He’s insane.

           I was good, but I like the first movie more.

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Giugno Ventiquattro, 9:16 PM (mercoledi)

             I’m such an emo. Whatever. Haha

 

            I didn’t go to work. Since Saturday. Chief will kill me. Whatever.

 

            So, okay, yesterday was payday. I’m amazed how controlled I was yesterday. I didn’t buy anything not on the list. I just bought the Disney Princess mug, Meg magazine and 2 pairs of slippers. Well, I know I said I kind of feel bad about having a lot of slippers, while others don’t have anything to wear. I guess, I’ll do something for them in the future.

 

            And of course, it’s the happiest day of the month, because we get to go shopping. Mom was with me, of course. You know, we’re both shopaholimaniacs. But I swore last time that I won’t really spend that much.

 

            I withdrew some cash from the ATM machine. Mom didn’t notice that I left some (haha) cash. We went to NBS and bought two coloring books. Then, we went to the Hypermarket for groceries. That’s wear I bought Meg, two pairs of Toeberries and the Disney Princess Mug.  Mom shopped for groceries, while I browsed the stores. I saw Ate Nettersh and Auntie Nene. Haha. Well, it’s pay day, so I guess, they’re there for shopping too J

 

            After buying groceries, Mom and I had pizza. Then, we browsed the stores. We saw this lovely blue dress with ruffled collar. It’s so lovely, but they don’t have a size for me. Plus, I wasn’t really in the mood to try things on.

 

            I went to the hospital after shopping. I wasn’t really ill or something. I was just pretending to be sick so I can get a medcert for work. I went to see the internal medicine physician. He said it’s Bronchitis, and he prescribed some meds. Haha. Then, I went to see the dermatologist. She’s okay. I went home after.

 

            We had spaghetti for dinner. I went online and found him on. It’s the saddest day of my life. :)

 

 

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Giugno Ventuno , 10:55 AM (Lunedi)

 

 

            I’m so dead.

 

            I’m so dead.

 

            I’m so dead.

 

            Okay, so last night, I didn’t go to work. I know Chief would call so I turned off my phone after sending a text to work force. I logged in, and I saw his message. Dang. Missed him yesterday morning.

 

            I watched Gossip Girl after I logged in. I went to bed early (earlier as usual) because I need to get up early to go jogging with Mark. Which I successfully did. 

 

            I turned on my phone. Oh no. Chief sent a text, asking why I didn’t went to work. Oh no. I should’ve texted him too. Well, I’m afraid that he’ll call me. Whatever. I’ll just make some excuses when I o back to work, with matching fake med cert. Well, it’s not gonna be a fake or something, because I’ll get if from the doctor, I’ll pretend to be sick.

 

            I jogged with Mark. He told me that he and April went to Divisoria. I’m not trying to be a Vanessa here, but still, he should’ve told me that they’re going. I mean, they could’ve invited me. I won’t actually come. Anyways, I don’t like shopping for cheap stuff. Cheap stuff never lasts.

 

            We went home. Mark bought me a Gatorade on our way home. We bought pan de sal from Casey Farmers and dropped by to see if Krissie was awake already. Unfortunately, she wasn’t. Her cousin told us that she was still sleeping. Kitchie the dog was so excited to see us. She thought we’ll give her pan de sal.

 

            I made garlic bread. I ate breakfast with Mom. It’s so nice to have breakfast during Sunday morning at home. I really missed home. I’d give everything just to be home for a week or two.

 

            Mom applied some aloe vera treatment in my hair and I went online, hoping to see him on. No luck.

 

            I was working on my blog when Aldrin called out on our gate. Someone let him in. He asked, “Can I use your phone?”

 

            “Sure. Carry on.” 

 

            He took the phone in the boys’ bedroom, but let the door open. Silly boy.

 

            “Ma, I crashed the car into the wall!” And all of us we’re like, “What?!” But we’re all laughing. Geez. Poor boy.

 

            “I’m so dead! Susuntukin ako ni Papa!” Oh gosh. I didn’t really know that Uncle Jimmy is like that to his kids. Dad was never like that. He used to use the belt on us, but punch, no way.

 

            More later.

 

           

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Giugno Venti, 8:47 PM (Samedi)

 

            I didn’t go to work. I need a time-out from those horrible callers. Not really. Haha.

 

            Last Thursday, when I went to work after my RD, I was trained to handle member calls. Oh geez. I trained with Maan, Jess, Nate, Mitch and The Girl Who Never Shuts Up.

 

            It’s pretty easy. Well…. I do handle member calls before I was trained. I was doing it illegally, and thank goodness nobody caught me assisting people that I shouldn’t assist. Ooops. But I’m happy it’s now legal for me.

 

            I was so sleepy last night that I put a caller on hold to go to the ladies’ room. When I got back, TL Erika and Lois were in my station. Uh-oh. I got reprimanded. Haha. I didn’t know that it was bound for termination. Whatever.

 

            During my break, I went to Anj’s station and talked to her. Just like old times, when the girl who never shuts up hadn’t hogged all my friends yet. Anj told me that she took Sean’s email. Well well. She thinks that he has a crush on me, and she’ll make “papansin” to Sean. Whatever. The insecurity level of hers is very high.

 

            Anj was telling me about her resline rep friends. She told me that the girl who never shuts up commented about it. Like me, she’s annoyed with her old antics and never-ending whines. Then, the girl who never shuts up showed up. And I think se heard Anj talking about her. That serves her right. She thought Anj and Jess love her so much. Haha.

 

            I went to the bathroom during my break. I think the girl who never shuts followed me. But I wasn’t really aware of it. I washed my face in the ladies’ room; I was calmly brushing my hair when she entered the ladies’ room. She started applying blush-on on her pale face. It’s just like Mia and Lilly, ignoring each in the washroom, except that I’m not missing her. Even a bit.

 

            I was surprised when she called out my name. “Regine…” I didn’t say anything. She maybe thought that I didn’t hear her. “Regine,” she repeated. I don’t really like to talk to her. I don’t like her at all. I’m better off not friends with her. I’d rather not be friends with her than to be friends with her and listen to all her whines. Who doesn’t have a problem? I mean, we all have problems, and other people can get through it without being so annoying. She’s just so annoying.

 

            When she said, “Regine,” for the second time, I grabbed pouch (wherein I put my soap, tooth brush and tooth paste) pulled a Blair Waldorfish attitude, looked at her, rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. She shouted behind me, “May tatanong lang naman ako sayo!”

 

            I totally ignored her. After what she did to me, after what she called me, she still expected me to talk to her. Man, that’s crazy. She called me SOB. Call me whatever you want, but never call SOB. Maybe, she couldn’t really take the pressure of me, hating her. It’s not really hatred, or something. I just don’t like her. I don’t like to be friends with that kind of person.

 

 

 

            Everyone was super pissed when TL arrived. You know, he wants us to move. Dang. Mommy Cecile moved to Ate Allen’s station, Ate Allen supposed to in Maan’s station, Maan’s new station was my former station, and mine was beside my old one. It’s really confusing and crazy. J

 

            Plus, Ate Allen trashed-talk Maan, Maan was so mad at her, but she couldn’t do anything because she’s in the office. She told me that she wanted to talk back to Ate Allen, but she’s afraid that she’d say some bad.

 

            Maan sat beside me, she looked as if she wanted to cry. Well, she wanted to cry. She tearfully told TL to log her out. Here’s how their conversation went:

 

MAAN: TL, is there a VTO?

 

TL: Open OT nga eh.

 

MAAN: Can you log me out?

 

TL: Why?

 

MAAN: I’m not in the mood for calls today.

 

TL: Hindi pwede.

 

MAAN: I’m not in the mood, I’ll just ruin my calls.

 

TL: You can’t log out. If you o that, I’ll have to terminate you. That’s abandonment of call.

 

MAAN: Look, I’m having a hard time..

 

TL: You have to deal with it, like everyone of us does.

 

            Maan was muttering under her breath, “Maldita signing in,” and “Makikita niyo ang ka-malita-han ko…” Oh no. I think I’m the worst person in the team. It turned out that she’s just being discreet. Well, if she’s a spoiled brat too, I guess will be good friends. Well, we’re friends already, and she understands my Gossip Girl addiction.

 

            So, okay, we settled in our new station. Everything was back to normal.

 

            I went home and slept.

 

            I woke up around 4 in the morning. I dressed up for gym, but Mom told me to go to Jam’s house to get something.

 

            Jam was home alone. Uncle and Auntie went to Tagaytay. I think, they have another catering gig.

 

            I fixed their Adobe Photoshop CS2 and went home.

 

            Mom and I saw Mark outside of our house. Mark asked me to go jogging with him tomorrow. Well, I kinda missed jogging too so I agreed. We’ll meet tomorrow, 5 am. So, I must sleep now, in order to get up early tomottow.

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Giugno Diciotto, Giovedi 8:30 AM

 

 

            Just had breakfast with Mom. It feels so good to be home.

 

            Actually, I was home since yesterday, after the game.

 

            World is spinning so fast. I don’t remember that much about last week.

 

            Oh yeah! I remember what happened. I worked during weekends. That’s great. Haha.

 

            I went to church last Sunday. I couldn’t take it anymore. No offense meant to Christ, but it seemed like His followers are the most plastic people I’ve ever seen. Sorry for pointing that out, you know. I have nothing against them, but honestly, they don’t practice what they preach. Perfect example is my cousins. They were raised in a strict, religious way. They’re pretty disciplined, and when Mom leaves me with them, I felt really morally inferior. But not anymore. Some of them got pregnant out of wedlock.

 

            I saw the same thing in the church congregation I grew up. I hate to say this but that’s where favoritism, backstabbing, discrimination, adultery, and fornication are practiced most.

 

            I told Mom that I was sleepy, so she let me go home. I went home and slept. I woke up around noon to check my mails. I received a text from TL, saying that my shift will start at ten o’clock in the evening. Dang. I hate late shifts. Anyways, I agreed to trade off last Giovedi, so it’s entirely my fault. I shouldn’t agreed, in the first place.

 

            I went to work on Sunday evening. I thought it’s avail, but I was wrong. Oh gosh. I went home the next day, very groggy with lack of sleep. I went to bed straight away, because I was so tired.

 

            I woke up, with the sound of my alarm. Honestly, I don’t really like to go to work, but I had to.

 

            I went to work with Ate Nettersh. We talked about her application in workforce. I hope she get in because she’s dying to get out of that account. You know, she has enemies. I told her about Tita Tess. It turned about that we both don’t like her, because she’s such a back-stabber. She’s saying good things when you’re in front of her, but says otherwise once you turn your back. That is so like… you know. J I’m so excited to see Uncle Totoy’s children, especially Am. Work was okay. I was completely ignoring the girl who never shuts up. I still want to annihilate her, but it’s tiring to be Blair Waldorf all the time.

 

            During lunch, I sat between Andy and Ate Allen. Ate Allen told us about tis flirty caller she had. She imitated how he said “fantastic”. Oh gosh. It’s like the movie wherein Reese Witherspoon and Ryan Philippe met each other. I think it was Cruel Intentions. Fantastic.

 

            Then, Andy had a Filipina caller.

 

Caller: May narinig akong nagtagalog diyan.

 

Andy: Oh, those are my colleagues. (Mute) sabi ng caller ko, ang ingay niyo raw, narinig niya kayo!

 

Regine: Oh gosh. Sorry. Ano pangalan niya?

 

Andy: Eloisa.

 

Regine: Hi Eloisa!

 

Allen: Hi Eloisa!

 

Eloisa: San ba kayo dito sa US?

 

Andy: Actually, we’re in Philippines.

 

Eloisa: Talaga! Hay, namimiss ko na yung mga pagkain diyan. Lalo na yung lumpia.

 

Andy: Really! We have lumpia here. There’s a rep that sells lumpia here. (He’s talking about Meredith, who sells lumpia)

 

Regine: We even have a sari-sari store here. Haha. It’s called “Aling Sally’s Sari-sari store” It’s located at the “kanto”, in front the workforce.

 

            Andy and Eloisa continued talking, while Ate Allen and I continued talking.

            I stopped rendering lunch OTS because it makes me weak. I just spend my time with my coworkers and help them. It’s fun talking to them you know.

 

            OM Mars told me to keep my big butterfly drawing. I guess, she didn’t like it. Haha. She also told Anj to keep her pictures from her station. That’s really sad, because Anj put our pictures there.

 

            They’re still convincing Sean to send his photos along with his coworkers. Anj told me to ask Sean. I finally agreed, but I don’t get routed to Sean when I call the resolution line. I don’t know if there’s a problem.

 

            As for volleyball, it’s okay. Yesterday, after shift, I went to the game, because Toffee came up to me the other night, asking me why I wasn’t showing up in our games. Well. I ran out of excuse, and I just promised that I’ll show up in the next game, which was, yesterday. I have the feeling that I’m off the team if I don’t show up in the game.

 

            AKA Chris Brown never asked if I watched a game. Whew.

 

            Xyza showed up the other night, looking hot as ever. Well, she’s one hot Momma when she was still pregnant. She’s hotter this time. Plus her hair was newly rebonded. As usual, she had all the people’s attention, even the new reps, who were in ABAY and listening to the live calls.

 

            My stats are not so good. I blame it on the internet.

 

            So, okay, I went to the game. I didn’t get to play that much. Well, I don’t want too, because the game was crucial. Anyways, I was praying that we finish the game early so that I can go home. You know, I have to talk to someone.

 

            After three sets, we won. What a relief. I skipped eating out for lunch, and celebrating with friends, because I was such in a hurry. I took a shower right away, and said bye to my team mates.

 

            But I didn’t catch him. I hope he’s not mad at me.

 

            I talked to Ate She and Gab. I realized that if I gather my cousins for a day, it’ll be like ebaby. Haha. Gab asked for Jam’s email address. After I gave it to her, she was like, “Do all the Moaje kids have the word ‘cute’ in their email addresses?” Haha. She noticed. Well, if you ask me, it’s pretty conceited, you know, to include “cute” or “pretty” or “gorgeous” in your email address. Whatever.

 

            I got bored talking to Gab. She isn’t that bubbly on the net, just like she is in person. I logged out and watched Gossip Girl.

 

            I like the series. But I don’t get it why people, especially the moderator of the blog, were so interested with the lives of the elite Upper East Siders. Well, it’s fun to talk about them, but to ruin their lives just by talking about them, that’s a different story.

 

            I went to bed 5 pm in the evening.

 

            I was sleeping when Ed barged in my room and put my cellphone in my ear. “You have a call.” I absent-mindedly took it.

 

            “Hello?” I asked. I’m confused what language to use, whether tagalong or English. “Sino to?” I asked.

 

            “Regine, Regine, blah blah blah.” It’s a female voice. Not familiar. All female voices are the same in phone lines. Then, my phone went dead. I buried my face back in the pillow and went back to zzzzzzing.

 

            I wok up around 5 am. I can’t go back to sleep, so I just turned on the DVD and watched Gossip Girl. I’m fascinated with the clothes they wear. It urged me to shop more, which is not a good thing.

 

            More later, I have work tonight.

           

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Giugno Quattordici 2:53 PM

 

 

            Here we go again. I couldn’t sleep. I don’t know why.

 

            As usual, yesterday, I went to work. Ryan Carl was left all alone in our house, because Mom and Ed went to Nova, to attend a funeral. I don’t get Mom. She always attends funerals, even if she doesn’t know the person.

 

             Ate Nettersh didn’t have a hard time looking for a parking space, because we’re early. We went upstairs right away because she’s avoiding the girl she calls “Demonita”. I think she’s referring to her enemy.

 

            I saw my old colleagues in First Source. I said hi to them, but I didn’t stop for a chat.

 

            My shift started. It was avail, so I was so bored to death. Anj arrived around nine. She’s wearing this super cute pink top. She looked like Barbie Girl. She told me about the delayed pictures from Christine. Hmp, whatever It’s taking her forever to send their pictures. Anj told me, it’s because of Sean. I was like, “What does Sean have to do with the pictures?”

           

            Anj explained to me that Christine doesn’t want to send the pictures without Sean in it. So, they’re still convincing Sean until now. Sean told Christine to take everything he owns (his bag) but don’t take a picture.

           

            “And he’s always looking for you,” Anj added. “Really? Well, last week, when I talked to him, he didn’t say anything.” Anj just stared at me. I stare back at her. She stared at me some more. “I have an idea.” Uh oh.

 

            “Why don’t you talk to him and tell him to stop being so stubborn with Christine, so that she can finally send the pictures?”

 

            And then, I was like, “That’s a crazy idea. No way.” Then, queuing started. Anj went back to her station.

           

            The calls were pretty okay, so I don’t have the reason to contact resline reps. Plus, I heard that it was Sean’s off.

 

            Everyone kept on reminding me of the game. Good thing, AKA Chris Brown didn’t ask me if I watched his basketball game. Whew. During my lunch, I visited Ate Nettersh in her office. Her colleague asked me if we’re cousins for real. I was so pissed off, because I know what’s going to say. I was right. He commented that I’m so big compared to my cousin, who’s five years older than me, by the way.

 

            I went back to my station after lunch and worked. The day was pretty easy. What’s not easy was I couldn’t manage to get past my vball team mates without them noticing that I’m not planning to play at all. When nobody’s looking, I told my friends that I’m going and ran out of the office. I took the stairs. You never know who you would see in the elevator.

           

            I successfully got out of the office. Hooray.

 

            “Regine!” Oh gosh. It’s Diane. “Aren’t you gonna play?” She asked. I held up my sports bag. “I will. I just need to go somewhere.  See you later in the game.” How do you spell liar? R-E-G-I-N-E.

 

            I went home.

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Guigno Undici, 7:38 AM (giovedi)

            Just got home from work. Let’s start the internet weekend. Kidding.

          Anyways, I’ve been busy for a while. I don’t come here often. I guess I was really affected with the-girl-who-never-shuts up’s nasty comments. It’s a good thing, because it just made me realize that I’ve been slacking off last month, and I’m now back on track.

 

Samedi:

 

            First game: Wellpoint versus Humana. Man. We lost. I didn’t get to play, but that was totally fine with me because the game was so crucial. I don’t want to be blamed so I’ rather be a benchwarmer. After the game, I played some ball with some of the Humana players.

 

            I saw Avi, and I said hi to her/him. She/he didn’t recognize me right away. Then, she/he squealed and exclaimed, “Oh! It’s you! How are you?” I was sort of surprised, because we’re not that close. Plus, when I went up to her/him, she/he held up her/his palms in front of her/him, and I slapped it. She/he gripped it and kissed both my cheeks. Yuck. Haha.  

 

            I played non-stop, even if I couldn’t breathe properly. I thought if I play, my cardiovascular strength will improve, but heck no. I played until one pm. When I felt tired, I decided to stop and take a shower in the girls’ locker. I ordered garlic bread from Greenwich and my favorite value meal from Jollibee.

        On my way out of the Metropolis, I saw these two guys. One of them smiled at me. I was a snob so I ignored him and kept on walking. Then, they started following me. Well, maybe because I was wearing a miniskirt that time, haha. But I glared at him, as if to say, “You wanna die?”

 Domenica:

          Life sucks. My computer wasn’t working. So, I was up until dawn tracing the pages of my coloring book. You know, we can’t find any copies from NBS.

          I woke up around afternoon, and Mom told me that she colored the pages I traced. Dang. I was up all night tracing, and she just colored when I fell asleep.

 

            Evening: I couldn’t take it anymore. I went out and asked for Macky’s help. Fortunately, the damage was not that serious. Actually, I was just so stupid. I removed the memory, but didn’t put it back properly, so processor can’t read it.

 

            Macky dropped by and checked my computer. Paul and Kuya Jay were right. I was stupid, it’s just the memory.

 

Martedi:                                 

           

            It’s pay day. As usual, Mom and I went shopping. I swore that I won’t go shopping this month, but when we got to Robinson’s I forgot my promise. Mom forgot her promise too. She helped me pick up my new night dress, and some other stuff. Then, I saw this sale in So-En, and I checked the dresses. I have all those designs, but in a different color. I tried the dresses on, and I planned to buy two; the red and the black. Mom saw it, and she totally disapproved. She pointed that it’ll look like I’m wearing the same dress, only, in different colors. I ignored her and still continued trying the dresses on.

 

            While I was trying on the dress, Mom yelled, “Anak! Look at this!” I put back my clothes on and went out of the fitting room.

 

            Gorgeous. It’s the prettiest and girliest dress I’ve ever seen in my whole life. I asked the attendant, “Do you have a size for me?” She said that there was, and she found it right away. I tried it on. Beautiful. The sleeves were pale yellow, the whole dress was olive green, with a matching yellow bow on the waist. I looked like a princess. I forgot about the So-En dresses. I dumped them back to dress rack and paid for the olive green dress. Wow. Thousand bucks. That’s the cost of the two dresses I ditched.

 

            After paying for the dress, we looked for a new coat and jacket. Oh my gosh. There’s hundred to choose from. I didn’t really know where to begin. Good thing, Mom was there to help me. We gathered eleven coats and jackets, narrowed the choices to five, and then, I picked two. I bought the fur-collared pink jacket and he fur-hemmed brown coat. They will go well with my clothes.

           

            I went to work early. I don’t know what’s up with Ate Jeanette. Her car was scratched by her enemy in the office so we always go to work early and hide the car in the farthest corner in the parking lot. Good thing Uncle Fred was so good in cleaning cars that he made the scratches disappear.

 

            So, I wasn’t moving that much all evening, because I’m afraid to wrinkle my dress. I didn’t even put my jacket; I just hung it on my shoulders, like what I saw in Rachel Zoe Project. You know, she doesn’t allow her clients to put on a coat because it’ll wrinkle the dress.

 

            Around midnight, AKA Chris Brown (I don’t really know his name) came up to me and asked me if I’m gonna watch his game. He said, “Ate, ate, nood ka ng game namin ha?” I wish I can tell him the truth that I wasn’t really planning to watch the game, I only said yes just to get rid of him. I don’t mind him being around, but I was on a call that time. Plus, he’s rubbing my jacket, saying, “huh, huh, huh, nood ka ha!” Okay fine, I told him, then he went away.

           Okay, I promised that I’ll watched is game, but I didn’t. I’m such a horrible person. Well, he wouldn’t know that I didn’t watch his game. I’ll ask his team mates what happened in the game before he comes in the office, so that I’ll have something to tell him about the game just in case he asks.

            There, I ditched his game, and my own game too. I went home  and slept.

 

Mercoledi:

 

            Went to the gym. I just used the tread mill.

 

            Basically, it’s my RDOT so I went to earlier than usual to get my break schedule. Anj told me that Sean was always looking for me. Hmm. Well, whenever I talk to him, he doesn’t say anything. Whatever.

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