tita vilma [the coolest adult ever] always puts on OT hours. with an office like this, ah eh, wala nang uwi uwi.
Sunday, January 28, 2007
it started with a couch
tita vilma [the coolest adult ever] always puts on OT hours. with an office like this, ah eh, wala nang uwi uwi.
Friday, January 26, 2007
any day with these weird people aka my family
dia is my sister who was a japanese in her past life hence grad dinner in saisaki.
meet the gang.
oh yeah, we're related. hehe.
last production na ito
and this is not even for a major broadcasting subject.
go polsci major wannabes.
at pansinin niyo, ni walang kuha ng equipment. ayos ba yun?
i.v.c.f.
sana nakikinig sila sa corporation report
mga random get togethers in the most unexpected places.
joy club cum builders cum anubi tutubi
ransack the versoza's residence while mum and dad are away! hurray!
Thursday, January 25, 2007
wedding bells
what happens if an unstable, unusually psychotic, NBSB kid works at a bridal supplier?
all hell breaks loose. hehe.
working here gives me more time to plan for my wedding. hah. better plan now than panic later, i always say. and hey, it's not like i have tons of things to do. pfft.
and i just realized... all my wedding dreams [from invites to ceremony] are bordering on weird and weirder. is it my fault i'm not a fan of convention? it's not as if it's illegal to fly eagles instead of doves at the reception. or make the minister dress up like gandalf. or wear a purple hispanic veil. or walk down the aisle with a superman/lotr theme song. diba? diba? it's never wrong to add twists on that one important day in [my] life.
could this be exactly why i am staying at an NBSB status?
all hell breaks loose. hehe.
working here gives me more time to plan for my wedding. hah. better plan now than panic later, i always say. and hey, it's not like i have tons of things to do. pfft.
and i just realized... all my wedding dreams [from invites to ceremony] are bordering on weird and weirder. is it my fault i'm not a fan of convention? it's not as if it's illegal to fly eagles instead of doves at the reception. or make the minister dress up like gandalf. or wear a purple hispanic veil. or walk down the aisle with a superman/lotr theme song. diba? diba? it's never wrong to add twists on that one important day in [my] life.
could this be exactly why i am staying at an NBSB status?
Wednesday, January 24, 2007
ooh, interesting.
cool meme snatched from . yahoo.
So, say you were meeting a new person--blind date, new friend, who knows. And you wanted them to have some idea of what kind of person you are, and who you are. But you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box, with a dozen things in it for them to look at/read/listen to/taste/whatever. What would you put in the box? And a copy of your journal or a link to your LJ would be the same thing as just telling them directly, yourself, so that's not allowed.
1. huge earrings
2. jimmy choo cut outs
3. quill or pens with fluff
4. mocha latte
5. chronicles of narnia
6. a blank bratz/barbie/purple notebook
7. born lippy raspberry
8. cucumber melon lotion/perfume
9. stargazers
10. the learning tree album, haha
11. fabric swatches
12. the book of psalms with chapter 23 and 139 highlighted.
wow.bading na bading.
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So, say you were meeting a new person--blind date, new friend, who knows. And you wanted them to have some idea of what kind of person you are, and who you are. But you can't actually tell them in so many words. Instead, you have to give them a box, with a dozen things in it for them to look at/read/listen to/taste/whatever. What would you put in the box? And a copy of your journal or a link to your LJ would be the same thing as just telling them directly, yourself, so that's not allowed.
1. huge earrings
2. jimmy choo cut outs
3. quill or pens with fluff
4. mocha latte
5. chronicles of narnia
6. a blank bratz/barbie/purple notebook
7. born lippy raspberry
8. cucumber melon lotion/perfume
9. stargazers
10. the learning tree album, haha
11. fabric swatches
12. the book of psalms with chapter 23 and 139 highlighted.
wow.bading na bading.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
ayos ba yun?
i browse kc concepcion's multiply. really depressing. but i love her to pieces because i love her mom lots. yeah sharonians go!
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today, i passed off another opportunity to be a star. i have reached a year's quota of foiled sparkle plans. i know there is a chance that i wouldn't be able to make it. what irks me is that i didn't even try. when am i ever going to step up and reach the stars?
::::::: (",) :::::::
plan B: make them come to me.
bukas luluhod ang mga tala.
::::::: (",) :::::::
today, i passed off another opportunity to be a star. i have reached a year's quota of foiled sparkle plans. i know there is a chance that i wouldn't be able to make it. what irks me is that i didn't even try. when am i ever going to step up and reach the stars?
::::::: (",) :::::::
plan B: make them come to me.
bukas luluhod ang mga tala.
sana maulit muli
confession: i watch that sappy soap on channel two with the two teeny-boppers with foreign last names. meanie. what can i say, i'm gravitating towards the mushy and inane. but pfft. i like watching it.
anyway, the plot goes something like if only [the j.love hewitt movie] where the guy gets to live out the past again [sorta like deja vu] so he can spend more time with the love of his life who passed away. and then he gets the chance to undo all his mistakes yadda yadda. i like plots with a dying lead. makes the whole thing more realistic. death makes life real.
so here, pinoy version, the guy gets to rewind what had happened. but like any pinoy appraoch to a recycled plot, there is a catch. he can't change the course of history which means he has to keep things all to himself and he can't do anything about the girl dying. so the girl still dies eventually. all he did was buy time to catch up and enjoy every moment left with the girl.
he chose to rewind because he wanted to spend more time with the girl. at the back of his mind, he wanted to change what's bound to happen so the girl doesn't have to die. of course, he can't do that. he knew that the girl will die 'at the takdang oras' whether he likes it or not. ayos ba yun. the lovesick hero chose to backtrack just the same.
if i were given the option, tas mamamatay din yung SO ko, wag na uy. no deal [as if kris aquino will suddenly appear and ask me the life-changing question]! i don't think i can bear to lose someone twice. pass na lang.
ayun. na-share ko lang.
anyway, the plot goes something like if only [the j.love hewitt movie] where the guy gets to live out the past again [sorta like deja vu] so he can spend more time with the love of his life who passed away. and then he gets the chance to undo all his mistakes yadda yadda. i like plots with a dying lead. makes the whole thing more realistic. death makes life real.
so here, pinoy version, the guy gets to rewind what had happened. but like any pinoy appraoch to a recycled plot, there is a catch. he can't change the course of history which means he has to keep things all to himself and he can't do anything about the girl dying. so the girl still dies eventually. all he did was buy time to catch up and enjoy every moment left with the girl.
he chose to rewind because he wanted to spend more time with the girl. at the back of his mind, he wanted to change what's bound to happen so the girl doesn't have to die. of course, he can't do that. he knew that the girl will die 'at the takdang oras' whether he likes it or not. ayos ba yun. the lovesick hero chose to backtrack just the same.
if i were given the option, tas mamamatay din yung SO ko, wag na uy. no deal [as if kris aquino will suddenly appear and ask me the life-changing question]! i don't think i can bear to lose someone twice. pass na lang.
ayun. na-share ko lang.
geliques*xalai
ayun.magpicture-an sa dilim. sa rooftop. go.
angelika came back to the philippines after migrating down under four years ago.
and she lost most of our pictures. hahaha.
efc-licious
that was in araneta coliseum's parking lot. last i saw, napalitan na,hahaha
nung isang araw na nagkita ulit sila.
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Friday, January 19, 2007
transitions
the xaris is a corporate brat.
i threw a tantrum yesterday because i did not get the planner i wanted. i raised my voice at my supervisor because she was not paying attention to me. i interrupted the sales meeting because i felt like doing an impersonation.
i update my friendster and blog and play solitaire when the company email/website is taking too long to respond. i spin around in my swivel chair and roll to different tables when i'm bored. i talk a lot. sing a lot. make noises a lot. when somebody points that out, i throw another tantrum.
all the while i am trying to be grown up; to be an adult who duly pays her taxes and comes to work on time. but there are just days that you feel that life is unfair for throwing you out into the real world too fast, too soon. i am grateful that the first transition phase came easy for me; that i never had a hard time looking for a job and i mean it literally. i never went company-hopping, resume-floating, or ayala/ortigas/makati-strolling to land a decent paying work. i thought that was the end of the student-workforce transition.
i'm in the middle of crossing over from a generic brat to i don't know. they say i have to be a grown up whatever that means. but i refuse to be a thirty-year-old adult when i'm only twenny one. there will be times when i will definitely act up intentionally or otherwise because that's what twenty-one-year-olds do. i'm new at this. nobody should expect me to know precisely what to do in any given situation. i won't be hard on myself because i am making room for mistakes. because i know i am entitled to making them. [haha]
someday, i'll get over being childish or childlike, whatever you call it. and someday, i will have to make only a few mistakes [and that's assuming i learn from them now]. someday still, i will tell a twenty-year old what to do and there's only one thing i can tell that [un]fortunate kid: pace yourself.
my officemates are giving me dagger looks now for blogging. i smile.
i threw a tantrum yesterday because i did not get the planner i wanted. i raised my voice at my supervisor because she was not paying attention to me. i interrupted the sales meeting because i felt like doing an impersonation.
i update my friendster and blog and play solitaire when the company email/website is taking too long to respond. i spin around in my swivel chair and roll to different tables when i'm bored. i talk a lot. sing a lot. make noises a lot. when somebody points that out, i throw another tantrum.
all the while i am trying to be grown up; to be an adult who duly pays her taxes and comes to work on time. but there are just days that you feel that life is unfair for throwing you out into the real world too fast, too soon. i am grateful that the first transition phase came easy for me; that i never had a hard time looking for a job and i mean it literally. i never went company-hopping, resume-floating, or ayala/ortigas/makati-strolling to land a decent paying work. i thought that was the end of the student-workforce transition.
i'm in the middle of crossing over from a generic brat to i don't know. they say i have to be a grown up whatever that means. but i refuse to be a thirty-year-old adult when i'm only twenny one. there will be times when i will definitely act up intentionally or otherwise because that's what twenty-one-year-olds do. i'm new at this. nobody should expect me to know precisely what to do in any given situation. i won't be hard on myself because i am making room for mistakes. because i know i am entitled to making them. [haha]
someday, i'll get over being childish or childlike, whatever you call it. and someday, i will have to make only a few mistakes [and that's assuming i learn from them now]. someday still, i will tell a twenty-year old what to do and there's only one thing i can tell that [un]fortunate kid: pace yourself.
my officemates are giving me dagger looks now for blogging. i smile.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
get real
it's officially one month since buhbye baguio may-i-cry-pa-sa-jeep-kamusta-naman. and i am getting used to the idea that going back there again has to be planned, not like my spontaneous trips where i can hail a bus as if i were just travelling from quezon city to quiapo. things are way different now from how it had been in the last four years when i had to catch a six-hour bus to get to school or to go on air. it is a bit unsettling that i can't have volante-cravings and get into a cab that would bring me to session road instantly. here, pizza delivery isn't as fun as actually going to the resto clad in jammies. and what's more, every trip to/in baguio is duly funded.
not that i'm not enjoying being home. but for those who have spent a considerable number of years up north, you get my drift. baguio meant "working holiday" for me even when most of my time spent there was for schooling purposes.
anyway, as for working as opposed to studying, i'd say... erm, i really don't know. it's definitely more liberating to earn your own money and spend it any way you like. but in terms of having to live "on your own" and not being able to charge everything on daddy's plastic is a whole different ball game. wait, different is an understatement.
i got my first pay slip yesterday. it was whopping. translated: more than what i expected. but with the bills i had to shoulder and my sister's allowance plus an occasional "social" life, i would have to work harder if i were to save up for a euro trip in five years. working hard has never been in my vocabulary much less work. there is no way i could incorporate it in my system now. [and that is the brat in me talking]
is right. it is indeed quite a challenge to grow old and up.
out of my parents' shadows, i now realize that i don't even have a cent to my name. my being a working girl somehow drove my oh-so-loveable manufacturers to cut off their financial support and have me battle it out in the world of finance all by myself. hah. *whappak* fortunately, lil' ol' me can get away with freebies from patriarch and matriarch separately. but apart from the board, lodging and occasional luxuries, i'm on my own.
i'm trying to console myself with the perks i get. after all, contentment is a choice. i may not have everything wrapped around my finger and heck, the world does not yield to my every beck and call, but there is a certain peace that comes to me when i realize life is good. it's a blessing that i don't have to resort to drastic measures to eat three square meals a day and have a roof on my head. [although working at this point seem a bit drastic to me, haha].
and you know what else? i'ma change from being a baguio-funk-fashion junkie to a corporate, sophisticated manila working girl. yeah, like that's going to happen. sheesh.
not that i'm not enjoying being home. but for those who have spent a considerable number of years up north, you get my drift. baguio meant "working holiday" for me even when most of my time spent there was for schooling purposes.
anyway, as for working as opposed to studying, i'd say... erm, i really don't know. it's definitely more liberating to earn your own money and spend it any way you like. but in terms of having to live "on your own" and not being able to charge everything on daddy's plastic is a whole different ball game. wait, different is an understatement.
i got my first pay slip yesterday. it was whopping. translated: more than what i expected. but with the bills i had to shoulder and my sister's allowance plus an occasional "social" life, i would have to work harder if i were to save up for a euro trip in five years. working hard has never been in my vocabulary much less work. there is no way i could incorporate it in my system now. [and that is the brat in me talking]
is right. it is indeed quite a challenge to grow old and up.
out of my parents' shadows, i now realize that i don't even have a cent to my name. my being a working girl somehow drove my oh-so-loveable manufacturers to cut off their financial support and have me battle it out in the world of finance all by myself. hah. *whappak* fortunately, lil' ol' me can get away with freebies from patriarch and matriarch separately. but apart from the board, lodging and occasional luxuries, i'm on my own.
i'm trying to console myself with the perks i get. after all, contentment is a choice. i may not have everything wrapped around my finger and heck, the world does not yield to my every beck and call, but there is a certain peace that comes to me when i realize life is good. it's a blessing that i don't have to resort to drastic measures to eat three square meals a day and have a roof on my head. [although working at this point seem a bit drastic to me, haha].
and you know what else? i'ma change from being a baguio-funk-fashion junkie to a corporate, sophisticated manila working girl. yeah, like that's going to happen. sheesh.
Monday, January 08, 2007
sheer weirdness
[the xaris is on goth mode today]
the xaris feels deep emotions as to how it is the second week of january but the xaris is not on her way to tread higher grounds [read: baguio]. the xaris is disturbed. the homecoming in december is beginning to feel temporary. it is not just a Christmas break.
[the xaris stops being on goth mode]
someone please remind the xaris that home is now here and not there.
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move over cindy.
the xaris feels deep emotions as to how it is the second week of january but the xaris is not on her way to tread higher grounds [read: baguio]. the xaris is disturbed. the homecoming in december is beginning to feel temporary. it is not just a Christmas break.
[the xaris stops being on goth mode]
someone please remind the xaris that home is now here and not there.
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move over cindy.
Happy 22nd revolution around the earth cinderella. i love love you more than words can say.
cindy g. was my classmate in high school and we have been friends since then. [on and off on our first year coz she's too normal for the whacked emo kid i was] lucky to call her one of my best friends.
cindy g. is a camera whore. a genius [i used to copy off her math homework, hehe]. a very dedicated person [once she sets her mind on something]. a loving cousin. a pink-crazed fashionista. a model-thin beauty. a call girl [hehe, you go girl!]. loveth thee like whoa.
get that diploma, honey! :)
cindy g. is a camera whore. a genius [i used to copy off her math homework, hehe]. a very dedicated person [once she sets her mind on something]. a loving cousin. a pink-crazed fashionista. a model-thin beauty. a call girl [hehe, you go girl!]. loveth thee like whoa.
get that diploma, honey! :)
Friday, January 05, 2007
2007 resolutions
i was leafing through my journals one night the moon was full [i had to mention this because i get crazy with a beautiful, round moon] and i ended up backtracking to my january entries. funny how i never outgrew making new year's resolutions. and in keeping up with crazy traditions, hehe...
time for 2007 XARIS-olutions. [who, me, self-absorbed? pfft.]
1. get healthy and fit. i am starting to panic and be more aware of my health because i keep hearing a lot of deaths and sicknesses. i know i want to expire before or when i turn 25 but i have to be healthy while i'm alive, my body is a temple of the Holy Spirit. diba? diba?
2. make more disciples. sana makapg GT ako sa arneow.
3. learn more about God. have the mind of Christ. [this is really tough]
4. sing in church, yehey!
5.quit being mean. where do i begin?
erm, yan na lang muna.
every year, i keep asking for THAT one thing and every year it never happens. but i never stop wishing. because one day, i know, it's going to surprise me when i least expect it. hurray for dreams.
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i know i resolved to stop being mean but here comes my cruel side again... must stop... i have to stop now.
moving on...
why is this hard? [and i am talking to myself.]
time for 2007 XARIS-olutions. [who, me, self-absorbed? pfft.]
1. get healthy and fit. i am starting to panic and be more aware of my health because i keep hearing a lot of deaths and sicknesses. i know i want to expire before or when i turn 25 but i have to be healthy while i'm alive, my body is a temple of the Holy Spirit. diba? diba?
2. make more disciples. sana makapg GT ako sa arneow.
3. learn more about God. have the mind of Christ. [this is really tough]
4. sing in church, yehey!
5.
erm, yan na lang muna.
every year, i keep asking for THAT one thing and every year it never happens. but i never stop wishing. because one day, i know, it's going to surprise me when i least expect it. hurray for dreams.
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i know i resolved to stop being mean but here comes my cruel side again... must stop... i have to stop now.
moving on...
why is this hard? [and i am talking to myself.]
ewan
have you ever had one of those days when you look like a total slouch? and just when you decide to deviate from your usual "coolness," the man of your dreams shows up and sits beside you on a public utility vehicle? there's no escaping him. you can't make pa-cute owing to the fact that you are a disaster.
here's hoping that your dream guy turns out to be really, really bad.
anyway, it's too early to rant, si ima just go and take quizzes. hehe. :)
here's hoping that your dream guy turns out to be really, really bad.
anyway, it's too early to rant, si ima just go and take quizzes. hehe. :)
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| I, the xaris, being of sound mind, hereby bequeath my entire estate to my pet rock. I do this because I support their plans of evil world conquest. My only regret in this life was that I didn't wash behind my ears. | ||
| 'What will your Last Will and Testament say?' at QuizGalaxy.com | ||
| the xaris discovered a new genre of music by mixing country with hip hop. | |
| ... afterward, the xaris became an ideal and disappeared. | |
| 'How will you be remembered in history books?' at QuizGalaxy.com |
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
gimme chocolates. please and thank you.
a [belated] toast to all the wonderful people [and things] that made my 2006 sweet.
DX. you once again made wrestling watching interesting. i love you shawn michaels. you can break my heart anytime.
High School Musical. thanks for reminding that i can be soaring, flying, there's not a star in heaven that [we] can't reach. and this year, i shall shine because you made me realize that if untalented blokes like you get to be on TV, why can't i? harhar. seriously, you made me believe again. *sighs*
Hagorn, Jr. omg, i can't believe i met you this year! *checks one dream off list*
Baguio City and everything about it. thank you for the four years of fun and life and love. thank you for volante and sm [sige na nga] and UP. and burnham and session [i love session, sana ma-pedestrianize ka na]. andami paaaa...to the wonderful people there...
my SVCF family, i can't tell you how much i'll [or am] miss[ing] you. i want to see you grow pa. reach one more for Jesus. and yes our love will last until eternity. my UB girls. i shall miss you all.
k-lite people. i love love you all. thanks for bearing with my kakulitan and ingay. to everyone who tunes in to the music net and k-lite interactive, get a life. hehe. how could you stand xaris? harhar. wah and the techies who patiently taught me to man the console, ang tyaga, go! and mam let and sir johnny for letting me hang around and make gulo everything, thanks. jeri beri, hehe, you be nice. ate candz, ayabyu. ate wengsters and taray, wah! i miss you! all the other jocks, tatay, ms.krish, ms.dana, jedi, and soon-to-be-jock hannah grace, keep the airwaves crazy. because nothing else sounds as good as 96.7 k-lite. woohoo!
GT mates. you know. the Lord knows. and yes, it's never good bye, it's see you later. *emo* the velardos, thanks for adopting me.
the pdi people. yeah, you may get away with calling me "the 70's show" but you must admit, i rocked [or messed] the bureau. hah!
lj friends. here's to more entries and bashing and all around niceness. woohoo!
amorsolo 2002. it's been what, six years? angelika, thanks for flying back home. *misses* cindy and kats and pat we'll fly to gel. *wishes*
the aliens who live in the projects aka my family. and those in the ritzier part of the metro.
Josiah's Catering, Inc. thanks for giving me my first hosting job. yehey. and with sikat people too.
my SBC family. may we all strive to be our Lord's kawangis. we are getting there. see you in the promised land. to all the pastors, grabe, ouch every sermon. may the Lord use you as His mouthpiece everyday. yeah, kuya dave, you rockS! and tito bob, you have the biggest heart [literally and figuratively, hehe]. tita vi, you're still the coolest adult i know. joy club, ay builders na pala. even now, i still look up to you all.
2006 is waaay sweeter. gotta lot more to thank the Lord for. andami masyado. loads more. like really.
Manila. may we be acquainted once more.
cheers. *toasts*
DX. you once again made wrestling watching interesting. i love you shawn michaels. you can break my heart anytime.
High School Musical. thanks for reminding that i can be soaring, flying, there's not a star in heaven that [we] can't reach. and this year, i shall shine because you made me realize that if untalented blokes like you get to be on TV, why can't i? harhar. seriously, you made me believe again. *sighs*
Hagorn, Jr. omg, i can't believe i met you this year! *checks one dream off list*
Baguio City and everything about it. thank you for the four years of fun and life and love. thank you for volante and sm [sige na nga] and UP. and burnham and session [i love session, sana ma-pedestrianize ka na]. andami paaaa...to the wonderful people there...
my SVCF family, i can't tell you how much i'll [or am] miss[ing] you. i want to see you grow pa. reach one more for Jesus. and yes our love will last until eternity. my UB girls. i shall miss you all.
k-lite people. i love love you all. thanks for bearing with my kakulitan and ingay. to everyone who tunes in to the music net and k-lite interactive, get a life. hehe. how could you stand xaris? harhar. wah and the techies who patiently taught me to man the console, ang tyaga, go! and mam let and sir johnny for letting me hang around and make gulo everything, thanks. jeri beri, hehe, you be nice. ate candz, ayabyu. ate wengsters and taray, wah! i miss you! all the other jocks, tatay, ms.krish, ms.dana, jedi, and soon-to-be-jock hannah grace, keep the airwaves crazy. because nothing else sounds as good as 96.7 k-lite. woohoo!
GT mates. you know. the Lord knows. and yes, it's never good bye, it's see you later. *emo* the velardos, thanks for adopting me.
the pdi people. yeah, you may get away with calling me "the 70's show" but you must admit, i rocked [or messed] the bureau. hah!
lj friends. here's to more entries and bashing and all around niceness. woohoo!
amorsolo 2002. it's been what, six years? angelika, thanks for flying back home. *misses* cindy and kats and pat we'll fly to gel. *wishes*
the aliens who live in the projects aka my family. and those in the ritzier part of the metro.
Josiah's Catering, Inc. thanks for giving me my first hosting job. yehey. and with sikat people too.
my SBC family. may we all strive to be our Lord's kawangis. we are getting there. see you in the promised land. to all the pastors, grabe, ouch every sermon. may the Lord use you as His mouthpiece everyday. yeah, kuya dave, you rockS! and tito bob, you have the biggest heart [literally and figuratively, hehe]. tita vi, you're still the coolest adult i know. joy club, ay builders na pala. even now, i still look up to you all.
2006 is waaay sweeter. gotta lot more to thank the Lord for. andami masyado. loads more. like really.
Manila. may we be acquainted once more.
cheers. *toasts*
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