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Sunday, September 30, 2007

What's in my bag...

I got tagged by Vayie. I was quite hesitant to show my messy bag. Messy is actually an understatement. I use different bags depending on the color of my clothes but my stuff usually just gets shoved inside. Parang hindi girl. Hehe.

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1. my black pouch. it contains my toothbrush, a pack of tissue, Johnson's Milk lotion, Nivea tinted moisturizer, a small bottle of hair treatment that I use often and a white towel to wipe myself dry in case I get caught in the rain on the way to work.

2. a blue pouch with polka dots. inside it is a New Testament Bible that I've been carrying around since second year high school. It was given to me by a religious group when they dropped by Chung Hua. I have a similar Bible given by an uncle who was a pastor but I chose to keep this one because it was given to me on the day that a high school batchmate (that I met a few weeks earlier because I was a new student) was buried. She died of a heart ailment. She was introduced to me by her boyfriend who is a classmate a week before she got confined in the hospital. The Bible always reminds me of how precious and short life is. It also reminds me of the values and beliefs that I have been instilled with since kindergarten. This pouch also carries old receipts, atm withdrawal receipts and cash.

3. my red kikay kit. it contains my Nivea red lipgloss, my favorite The Body Shop Born Lippy lip balm in strawberry, a really cheap Ever Bilena lipgloss, Pond's two-way foundation, nailcutter, tweezer, Band-Aid, Panoxyl, sanitary napkin, a tube of Colgate, pink comb, pink teeny-weeny hair clamp and a ponytail. Have you noticed that I don't carry a lipstick with me? Haha. I dig lipgloss.

4. my blue Nine West wallet. It was a Christmas gift for my mom but I snatched it away from her. It has pictures of me and my close friends, Augy's ID picture, Pizza company promo cards from two years ago, receipts, Maxicare cards, a Healthway card, business cards of my dentist, dermatologist and some friends and an old bill from Argentina given by my favorite cousin.

5. My Nokia N70 phone and an old 3200 unit I bought 4 years ago. It's falling apart now. I need to get a new secondary phone.

6. a handkerchief. pinaglihi ako ng mom ko kay Vilma Santos. Aside from being dramatic, I carry a handkerfchief with me all the time. Hindi puedeng tissue lang. Ate Vi is always seen on tv with a hanky in her hand. Hehe.

7. a cute multi-colored coin purse given by a childhood friend last Christmas.

8. My company ID, locker key and other thingamajigs. Bus tickets stay in my bag for a couple of days. I quit collecting them since I stared working.

9. my blue umbrella. I don't leave home without it. I started carrying an umbrella around since college because the derma told me not to expose my skin to the sun.

10. my pink Starbucks tumbler. If you see me carrying this huge bag then that would mean that I have it tucked inside. I stopped carrying a mineral water bottle last year. When I saw my college buddies about two weeks ago, that's the first thing they asked when they saw my bag. Nagdadala ka pa rin ba ng bote ng mineral water?

feistylittle bitch
2:03 AM

Monday, September 10, 2007

Press the panic button!

I was this happy before I found out that I gained 3 lbs! That is a lot for somebody like me who suffered and starved just to hit 108 lbs. I'm now 114 lbs. A pound more and I will be back to my weight last year. It's like a seesaw. Crazy. I have to go back to eating apples. I will eat apples until they chase me in my dreams. I have to love apples. Hate everything but not apples.

feistylittle bitch
3:30 AM

Monday, September 03, 2007

Lazybone's first entry for September...

There's nothing like spending a weekend with a bunch of relatives and an afternoon with your best friend. Last week, my aunt and her family stayed in our house for three days. It was a long weekend so they decided to drop by for a visit. Gem couldn't help but groan a little because it's undeniable that Quincy is the naughtiest little girl we've ever met so far. She is our cousin and we have to control ourselves from spanking her. I didn't get to spend much time with her and Jeof though because I was in the office on Saturday to support and comfort my teammates. When I arrived at home, both of them were sound asleep (thank heavens). The next day, I woke up to the sound of voices in the living room. My lola cooked champorado for us and Quincy got scolded by her dad for spilling her serving. We took some pictures which were far from decent.

We had a sumptuous lunch courtesy of my dad. I waited for Gladz to text me about dropping by her house and going to Tagaytay in the afternoon. I watched television with my family before receiving a message from her. I asked Erwin to buy me a cassava cake that I can bring to her house because it was her mom's birthday. The last time I went there was last year which incidentally was for her mom's birthday as well. I took a bath for 15 minutes, dressed in a jiffy and left the house huffing and puffing. I had to hurry up because it was already 3:00 in the afternoon when I got a ride going to Aguinaldo Highway. I took a jeepney to Trece Martires, got off in front of McDonald's in Manggahan and boarded a jeepney going to Amadeo. I felt safe in traveling to Gladz's house. I even took out my phone which I never do in Manila not even in Dasma. It started drizzling a few minutes before I got to the town proper. I was grumbling about the wrong timing because it was hard carrying the cassava cake, a bag and a cardigan while holding an umbrella. I almost panicked too because the jeepneys have a different route now. It doesn't turn a block near Gladz's house. It stopped in front of the tricycle terminal near the church. I walked a few steps away and gave up pretending to know where I was going. Nobody was in sight for me to ask for directions. It was like being in a show in Discovery Travel and Living where a tourist walks around a quaint little town peacefully. I dialled Gladz's number and she told me that she'll pick me up. I described to her everything I saw around me. I told her I could walk from the street in a straight line and end up right in the church steps. A dark blue car stopped in front of me a few minutes after and I saw her face smiling at me. She borrowed her brother's car because hers was in Batangas. I told her that she gained weight. If you saw how thin she was months ago, you'd be saying the same thing. She has been pigging out lately and she has stopped going to the gym. She doesn't exercise too. Not like me who goes crazy if I don't get to bellydance daily. We went straight to her house where she fed me pancit bihon, gelatin, cake, sapin-sapin and lumpiang shanghai. I loved the lumpiang shanghai. I refused to eat tokwa't baboy though. They had a rented videoke machine right outside the front door. Her relatives were outside drinking alcohol, singing and eating. We stayed inside to watch television and talk. She texted Beth to ask if we could go to Tagaytay but she didn't get a reply. We couldn't borrow her brother's car too because he had to use it to drop his girlfriend off after the party. We just watched The Buzz and ate to our hearts' content. We even ate a few slices of the cassava cake. It was Sutherland's second anniversary party but I chose to go to Gladz's house. My teammates had work that night so I wouldn't have anybody to go with except for Vayie who was there with her friends from eBay.

Gladz and I took a few pictures before I went home. She drove me to the terminal where the last jeepney going to Manggahan was about to leave. There were only three passengers when I boarded it but I didn't feel scared. It was a slow, cold journey home. The road going to Manggahan looked perfect for horror and massacre movies because it was dark except for the lights from the homes scattered nearby and the Meralco posts. It was the safest ride ever though. Safer than a ride through Salitran to think that I live there.

When I got home, Quincy and Jeof were wreaking havoc in my parents' bedroom while my dad slept soundly in bed. Jeof ended up throwing a tantrum when my aunt forbade him to enter the bedroom after my mom got in to get ready for bed. He cried for an hour. OMG. It has been years since somebody threw a fit in our house. He stopped after my aunt asked me to turn off the lights.

The next day, the two kids were forcing me to watch cartoons with them. I was bored so I declined and went to my room to sleep after eating spaghetti and buco pandan. I woke up in the afternoon to silence because they all left for home. I'll miss my cousins. Hehe.

feistylittle bitch
12:50 AM