Archive for July, 2009

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  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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