random thought
Naalala ko lang, meron pala akong Roaming na Globe simcard. Haha I forgot all about it. Paano matagal na hindi napapasahan ng load, mga 2 months na siguro pero may load parin. Huwaw, I can still recieve texts. WAHAHA. I hope I don't jinx it.
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tagged.
I'll be predictable, and sasali na rin ako. And i was tagged too by Kinesics .(thanks!) hehe naalala mo ako. Pero para mas interesting naman, lagyan naten ng twist. Not just plain facts and hobbies
Here are the rules:
1. Each blogger must post these rules.
2. Each blogger starts with ten random facts/habits about themselves.
3. Bloggers that are tagged, need to write ten facts about themselves. You need to choose ten people to tag and list their names.
Here are some funny, weird, embarrassing facts and hobbies of mine:
1. I have a staring problem daw?. Haha yeah, my friends always point it out. I don't realize it naman, Kahit nasan ako, sa mall, sa bus, sa train, or sa work. Hindi ko namamalayan na nag sta-stare na pala ako, sabi din nila may pagkamataray daw ang stare ko pero I don't mean it naman. Usually sa mga tao na nag sta-stand out lang, for example yung mga unique ang outfit, not my fault na nawiwindang ako.
2. I love my hair, kaso I hate fixing it. When it comes to fixing it, kailangan maghintay muna ako ng ilang minutes para nasa mood na ako. Nakakatamad mag straight ng buhok, pero kailangan. My hair is naturally thick and wavy, kaya dapat i maintain parati, kung pwede lang bumili ng buhok na straight at magpa transplant nalang wahaha.
3. I hate drinking alcohol. Allergic ako. Bow.
4. Kapag sad ako, favorite ko gawin makinig ng slow jams para maiyak ako lalo. Haha diba cry it all out daw?
5. Madali ako makatulog. Give me 2 minutes after ko nahiga, knock out na!
6. Mahilig ako manood ng thriller at horror movies, pero pag dating sa mga gorry bits, nakatakip mata ko. Herher!
7. Hobby ko mag collect ng bags pero hindi lahat ginagamit ko. Parang display sa kwarto ko lang.
8. Na-addict ako sa suka na may crushed garlic na sawsawan. Na introduce sakin ng mga pinsan ko last na umuwi ako ng pinas. So outcome? I eat everything with that sawsawan. Like fried or scrambled eggs, fried chicken, adobo, etc. HAHA!
9. Mataray daw ako sa mga taong hindi ko kilala. Kapag una akong naka meet ng tao, hindi ko sila kinakausap hanggang mauna sila mag approach. Hindi naman sa feel ko magtaray, ang totoong dahilan ay dahil mahiyain ako! haha
10. Kapag nagbabasa ako ng mga blog ng ibang tao, at nakikita na mali mali ang english or grammar at tenses nila, minsan hindi ko mapigilan na i correct ang tenses at grammar nila in my head without me realizing it. Ooops sorry po!
Now I am tagging : Ishna, Bianca, Trixielle, KrisJasper, Kuya Bong, Mavs, Kryk, Kuya Mel, Saling pusa, and Cindy.
when being friends with married men becomes complicated
This post is related to one of my entries a few days ago. At the time, I didn't feel like it was the right time to talk about it. Honestly it has been bothering me for over a week now. You see, as some of you would know, I could be a little melodramatic but hey, I just need an outlet for the very last time.
You see the story begins way back in February, when I met Kevin and yes that is him in the picture. ( oh mga malisyosa haha, kami parin ni Alex, keep reading muna). Kevin, was my Store Manager and to tell you the truth, I have never met anyone like him before. Even though he was our "Big Boss", he was just so down to earth, and treated us well. He made work "fun", as he would always say " why make work so boring, when you can make it fun in your own little way". He would always make us laugh, call us names, muck around and sometimes even make a fool out of himself. He just managed to brighten up everyone's life. To tell you the truth, as time went by, I started looking forward to work with him. As soon as the rosters would come out, I would check if he was working and it became a routine.
It wasn't until around June, when Kevin and I started to have a real conversation. I started to have my permanent Sunday morning open with him. So from 6am - 8am, it would only be me and him at work, and the restaurant doesn't really get busy till about 9am. So to cut the long story short, we started to get to know each other, shared a few jokes here and there, and sometimes even family or life problems. Doon ko lang na realize na, his life isn't as happy as he makes it out to be. Hindi pala siya yung talagang masayahin na tao na akala ko, Tinatago niya ang mga problema niya behind all the jokes and the mucking around at work.
So anyway, Kevin and I became pretty good friends. He was sort of, the male version of me. We got along pretty well, and shared the same interests. I was comfortable with him, and could say anything to him, even though he was still my boss at work. We were there for each other, we confided in each other, and enjoyed our time together. You see, even though he was married and had a two year old daughter, I knew that I had with him was a real friendship. I sort of saw him as a kuya, considering he is 10 years older than me. So everything was sweet.. Until he started to change. Change as in laging nag tetext na, sometimes his texts would contain things you would classify as "flirting", he started buying me gifts, flirt with me at work openly ( even in front of our workmates), invite me out when his wife was at work, and would visit me at my other job everyday, even on his day off ( he would also bring his daughter with him) and the three of us would have lunch together on my lunch breaks.
That's when I started to think na parang hindi na friendship ito. I was confused. I wanted to think that maybe he was just being a good friend you know. But no matter how many excuses I have thought of as to why he was acting this way towards me, it still came down as to being wrong. Wrong because he is married. Wrong because of so many things. I didn't know why he was acting that way, and I didn't really want to know why as I didn't want to lose the friendship. People at work even noticed how he acts when I am around. As one of my other managers, Jacob said to me, (who is also a friend of mine), whenever I walk into the store, Kevin just lightens up, and could never stop smiling. The sort of smile, and I quote from Jacob, " the sort of smile I get whenever I see the girl I like". It was amazing how people could tell, na may nangyayari ng ganito.
Cut long story short. Sorry for my language, "this bitch" at work told the owner of our Restaurant that Kevin and I were having an affair. Can you believe it? What people are capable of nowadays? Spread chismis, and be forever chismosas and intrigueras. Just to get things their way? This bitch, got caught giving out freebies by the owner, and was approached and decided to I don't know, take the hotseat away from her and say that " hey our store manager is having an affair with one of your employees". Last friday, I was called into a meeting with the owner, and to my surprise she just openly blurted out " So, there are rumors going around that you and Kevin are having some sort of a personal relationship". I was shocked, and furious. I of course denied it, and said that we were just good friends, as we were. She informed me that she was going to have a meeting with Kevin about this too, and I knew it wouldn't go down right.
Due to this chismis, I was fired. Yes you read that right, I was terminated and Kevin didn't even stick up for me. The owner offered me the same position in her other branch but I turned it down. I had decided to stop being friends with Kevin and keep my distance from everyone that had anything to do with him. I knew it was the right thing to do even though I had been burnt and let down, and most importantly, I had lost a very good friend. I'm not going to deny it, Kevin was one of the few people who had brought me back the feeling of joy during the hardest times, and I will no doubt miss him. He always managed to make me smile and laugh, even though there were times where there was no reason for me to. Whenever I was in a shit mood, he always manages to brighten up the rest of my day, and most importantly, he was a good friend. Honestly, I have been upset, because after so much effort of creating a friendship with a particular person, one moment breaks it, and at the end of the day you are thrown on the other side, forever reminiscing on what we call memories. I guess there are some questions in life, that would never get answered, or better yet.. is better of left unanswered.
welcome to australia!!
YAY! I just found out today that my kuya Zkey, who has been my blogger friend since last year just arrived here in Australia! Welcome kuyaaa! Can't wait to finally meet you. Kita kits soon!
PS> Yan lang muna kasi na excite ako masyado haha, usap muna kami :)
my favorite mistakeI learned not a while ago that life isn't a bed of roses. I know that there are days when the thought of walking on hot coals and rolling across a bed of nails and thorns seem more appealing than having to go through the rest of the long twenty-four hours ahead. Don't get it twisted, I get more than my share of the good days too, the ones that find you so deliriously happy you couldn't care less if you fell flat on your face in front of a million people. All I am saying is that I finally, after twenty years, I learned one of life’s most valuable lessons: Life isn't good and it isn't bad, it just is. Whether it gets us so high we feel like we may never come down or kicks our butt is all a matter of perception on our part.
When I was younger, I felt like the world owned me so many favors, just because I did so many things for it in the past. Every bad day would be a major telenovela for me. My friends said I thrived on drama, that I needed it in order to survive and be happy. I didn't believe it at first, until I found myself ranting about the most inane things when I had nothing better to do or think about. I would actually look for things to complain about. Life is funny like that. Just when you think you've got it all figured out, and two seconds before you settle for whatever you have in front of you, a bunch of wild cards are thrown up in the air and some happen to fall on your lap. Take them, life is short.
But sometimes, fate can be cruel. So many people have said it's a matter of our choice. So many people have claimed that we can reverse our fate. But hasn't it also been obvious that it's not always the case? Hasn't it been confirmed that sometimes, we have no choice, or rather, what we have are unrealistic choices?
P.S I Love You
Gerry and Holly Kennedy are a happily married couple living on the Lower East Side of Manhattan until he succumbs to a brain tumor. Deeply distraught, Holly withdraws from her family and friends until they descend upon her on her 30th birthday. They are determined to force the young widow to face the future and decide what her next career move should be. As they rally around Holly and help organize her apartment, a cake is delivered, and on it is a message from Gerry. It proves to be the first of several - all ending with the sign-off P.S. I Love You - he arranged to have delivered to her after his death.
As the seasons pass, each new message fills her with encouragement and sends her on a new adventure. While Holly's mother Patricia and her best friends Denise and Sharon are concerned Gerry's letters are keeping Holly tied to the past, they are in fact pushing her into the future. With Gerry's words as her guide, Holly slowly embarks on a journey of rediscovery.
Freaking awesome movie! I've never cried so much over a movie haha. It's like you unconsciously put yourself in her shoes, and feel her pain. At the start I was kind of thinking twice about watching it, akala ko it's one of those typical love stories na boy meets girl, they fall inlove, boy or girl dies then end, then boy or girl meets someone else. Pero, its so inspiring, the lines basta, tagos haha. You guys should watch it, promise its better than the Notebook, or A walk to remember. Mas nakaka touch ito!
Gusto ko mang sabihin 'di ko kayang simulan.I've been going through a lot of thinking the past month, sometimes I want one thing at that exact moment, only to find myself changing my mind a few moments later. Sometimes, it seems like I am so certain of doing one thing, only yet to find myself thinking twice moments later.. Should I really do it? Or is this one of many phases I could be going through with my life?
I hate being like this. Yet after a lot of thorough thinking I still don't come up with an explanation as to why I am possibly going through this.
Alright, I know it seems like I am all over the place. And if you are reading this your probably thinking what the heck is going through this girl's mind? To be quite frank, even I don't. Or maybe I do, I just don't want to deal with it.
That's what it is. FEAR. Fear of the changes that could occur, fear of having to change my routine, fear of maybe regretting things. One thing I am so sure about though, is I want change.
I want change.
pissed off.
I happen to be bloghopping and guess what I found in the last 5 minutes of doing so? I found an entry that I WROTE in someone else's blog. Claiming it as their own piece of work. I'm not going to name that person, but obviously they do read my blog. I'm just mad because obviously I do spend a fair bit of time composing my entries, and someone just takes it, I guess it's just a matter of copy and paste these days. No offence to some people, (I'm not targeting anyone, ika nga bato bato sa langit ang tamaan huwag magalit!) but I don't just flood pictures, poems, short stories, surveys or beauty tips copied and pasted from some websites onto my blog. I actually try to write with substance, and convey my feelings.
Tsk, people these days. GRRRRRRRRRRRR! Bweset
should women use their husband's surname?
Things change when you get married. . You get a new address, a new bank account with two names, a new couch that isn’t as comfortable than the one you lived on at home etc etc.
It used to be that when a woman got married, she took her husband's name. There was no decision to be made, because everyone just did it. Today, however, the question of whether or not to change her name is one that requires more thoughtful deliberation.
One of the biggest changes in our society over the last fifty years is the number of women who work outside of the home. In the 1950s, most women would live with their parents until they got married. Few women had independent households before marriage, and even fewer had established a career. So much of a woman's identity in society was determined by her marital status that it was a given that a new wife would adopt her husband's name.
These days, most women do not go directly from living with their parents to living with their spouse. Meaning, they are likely to have a great many documents with their names on them: such as ; driver's license, social security, bank accounts, leases, retirement accounts, credit cards, and more. For some women, the hassle of changing their name on all of those different accounts is reason enough to keep their maiden name, or is it really?
Personally, I find it unusual when women still keep their maiden name after marriage, to me it implies that they are not really 100% committed to their husbands. I mean when I get married, I would like to be known as Mrs ____, not to imply that I am my husband's property, but it just gives you that sense of territory. Parang, ohh don't mess with Mrs ____, haha. I could be completely wrong, but again it's just my opinion. How about you? What do you think? Should women take their husband's name or not?
change
I was browsing through Cosmopolitan magazine earlier when I saw this question:
“Will you change for a guy/girl?”
This has been one of the most frequently asked questions in every magazine, interview and talk show guesting.
This is even the topic friends usually talk about.
But really, should we change for our future partner?
Some proudly say they will never change. Some stick to the usual “Love me for who I am.”
But in my point of view, relationships do not work that way. For me, change is needed.
You see, I believe some people become defensive because they think the word change is bad. They believe that to change for a person actually means changing in a bad way. But I don’t think it’s the case, really. I think changing simply means showing that you know how to compromise.
When we start to date someone, regardless if we like him (yet) or not, don’t we in a way, change? Physically, we start to care more about the way we look (read: thinking of what we’ll wear; putting perfume 8x/day; etc), and that doesn’t necessarily indicate bad change, does it?
When we start getting to know that someone, and realize that he/she has a passion for something (ex: reading), don’t we in a way, become more interested with that particular hobby/thing/belief? Sometimes, we even end up liking the same thing. And that’s actually a form of change, isn’t it?
Even after your dating stages are over, you still find yourself changing for the person you’re with, right? It’s just that sometimes, you do not realize it until it’s there.Being with someone means getting used to his/her habits, and sometimes, we end up doing them, too. Being with someone also means getting a different point of view, and sometimes, we end up thinking his/her view is better than ours, and we start believing in it more. Even our personalities change because of our partners. You could be ultra-conservative now, but who knows? When you meet a liberated guy/girl, your views will change and so will your personality. All these are changes, but they’re not necessarily bad, are they?
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