New Philippine bank notes (same Ninoy-Cory saga of love)

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Christmas will be extra special for Filipino kids this year because they will be receiving as "aginaldos" (cash gifts) the new bank notes which was only released last Thursday. These bills, which took almost three years to conceptualize and print, feature new elements that makes it more difficult for counterfeiters to copy.

Aside from Filipinos who played significant roles at various moments in our history (with their younger faces), the new bank notes also feature iconic natural wonders and numerous heritage sites our country is known for, together with the fauna specie found only in that specific area and a special artwork, weave, or print.

But the best change for me was the fact that late President Corazon Aquino now joins his husband Benigno "Ninoy" Aquino in the Php500 bill. I just find it romantic to see that from a forlorn-looking man to a revived, jovial one, it seemed Ninoy seemed happier that at last, they are together again. Not to mention that their son signs the said bill (and all others) as the President of the republic.

See old Php500 bill below:

Serious Ninoy
And now see his new expression together with the woman he fell in love with three times.
Aaaawww...
I found it imperative to keep copies of the present bill, which will still be legal tender for three more years, for my future kid(s?). For complete list of the new bank notes, click here.
Cheers,
Issa ^_^

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"People think that a soulmate is your perfect fit, and that's what everyone wants.But a true soulmate is a mirror - the person who shows you everything that's holding you back, the person who brings you to your own attention so you can change your life. A true soulmate is probably the most important person that you'll ever meet because they tear down your walls and smack you awake. But to live with a soulmate forever? Nah, it's too painful."

-EAT, PRAY, LOVE

Please lang...

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Badtrip ang mga taong binasa lang si Bob Ong dahl nauso, lalo na yung mga nag-quote ng mga hndi naman niya quote kahit hindi kilala kung cno nga ba si BO. Dahil sa inyo, naging overrated at commercialized siya. Kaya ung carefree at who-the-hell-cares niyang pagsusulat, naging conscious at trying hard magpa-impress. Resulta? Latest book na "Ang mga Kaibigan ni Mama Susan": 'paker' (his word) na libro! His worst book yet, baka mas malala pa ung mga susunod.

A little reminder why I love auditing

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(Kahit maraming coaching notes, hehe!)
Cheers,
Issa

Bag, bagged, bagging (The Bag Show) - updated

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I bought a new bag from a direct selling company, and realized I have grown quite a collection of them, so I decided to take a pic:

Bags!

The head that inserted itself below belongs to my niece who, just recently, blown up to a size of a mini-sumo wrestler. So an idea immediately popped in: why not let her model my bags? Impromptu fashion show begun! (Notice that she got tired later on and just sat eating a donut. What a prima dona.)

Model for the day

DS (Direct selling bag)

Baguio bag! (Bought on my birthday when I celebrated it in Baguio with Udeng)

Another Baguio bag

Gift from Ate Myzel (should be purple, my fave color, but she couldn't find one)

From Vietnam, a gift from Mamu

I made myself using tons of safety pins

Donut bag! From Udeng

Bought in Mindoro when we went for Lola's wake :(

Free from Avon (as you can see with the model's expressions, she believes it was her bag and I'm just borrowing)
Another Vietnam-bought, a hand-me-down from Mamu
An ukay find! Nice no?

Laptop bag that I haven't used ever

Current laptop bag that have been gaining comments from officemates (from California - thanks Auntie Irene!)

DS bag (which I'm currently using - makes me feel professional, hehe!)
*From this point forward, our model will be sitting.*

DS Sling Bag

My fave body bag from ukay which I bought for Php 70! 'San ka pa?

Backpack, another fave

Beach bag that I'm planning to dye purple but haven't got around to doing it

DS Body bag I haven't used in a year

My Kipling bag (Only one from its family - I have at least four Kiplings. Mamu is connected to the manufacturer of Kipling, Jansport, The North Face, etc)

My formal party bag

Another Avon bag that Momoy (model) uses for her dolls

After an exhilarating photo shoot, we prepared lunch (actually, Udeng cooked, I just assembled) - BCT with fries!

Kiss the cheese

Udeng and Issa

*Side-thought: We have talked about people who are combining their names to form a new one. We agreed that it will be weird for us since our names together will be Eugene + Issa = Gene + Issa = Ginisa??!

Anyway, the shirt I'm wearing was a customized one. I found the joke at our company's database and decided I will definitely wear it. It reads like this:


Melai in I Do: "I know, right?"

Off to work!

Cheers,
Issa
UPDATE:
Just last night, I found this purple (my fave color) laptop backpack that I definitely need to have, so I bought it. (Actually, Udeng did.) Good thing Momoy's already awake before I went to office, so we had a photoshoot part 2.

Laptop bag!
More to come (I wish, I hope, I dream.)

Blogging hiatus ended... HP tee!

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Almost a year after my last blog entry, was overwhelmed by other blogging sites.
Agenda for the day - clothes!
I am a frustrated designer who made my own baccalaureate and oath-taking (for CPA) dresses. My present fixation right now is... *drumroll* TSHIRTS! After spending tons to have them customized, I've discovered the answer to my problem - iron-on transfer paper. Whew! For my first project, what better time but the first screening of my wizard alter ego's movie.

Since the latest installment focuses on Hallows and Horcruxes, why not do one for each?

HORCRUX
Found this logo on Matt Dearden's site. Terrific, terrific sketch artist. Edited on Paint,
printed on a transfer paper, and ironed on a tank top! Result:

Udeng bought advanced tickets days before, so after office, we went to Market! Market! for our piece of the wizard game.
Pops!
Waiting...
It was a bit slow-paced than the other adaptations, but mostly for those who haven't read the book. Winner!

HALLOWS
Turned out our company movie night-out was the next day, so I need to charge overtime hours on my clothes-making clock. Decided to represent the last book's title and channel the master of death. Grabbed my vinyl transfer paper (no time for printing, just cutting) and immediately chopped off, then ironed again. Result:
Elder Wand + Ressurection Stone + Invisibility Cloak
Turned out I have to finish some documentation due for review the next day, so I was not able to join, but still rocked it on the client field work.
Client's CR
More to come!
Cheers,
Issa






men's total fuckwittage

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Last night on How I Met Your Mother...

Marshall: Come on, Lil! It's two on one! (Marshall with Ted)
Lily: Right, but the one is me, so no!

Way to go Willow! Screw men and their cultural and emotional fuckwittage. (Thanks Bridget Jones' Diary for the term.)

Issa’s Infinite Reading List of Books turned into Movies/TV Series

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Just finished Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist (Rachel Cohn and David Levithan) – the book, not the movie. For a sensory-loaded one like this, I trust my imagination more than the creative prowess and technical expertise of the movie people. I hate emotions being spoon-fed by films when you can feel it for yourself and do a better job. I can relate myself more to Nick than to Norah, having made playlists for my “Salvatore”.

Okay, a rundown of events: Nick is the bass god of a queercore band who was dumped by Tris, who happened to be the frienemy of Norah (daughter of big music exec who legally added the h in her name in veneration of Norah Jones) but Nick doesn’t know that the girls know each other. Norah already knows Nick by the playlists he gave Tris and the songs he wrote for her, but she doesn’t krnow he is that Nick when he asked her to be his girlfriend for five minutes to avoid looking like a loser when Tris and his new victim approaches them at the club where Nick plays. Then the night unfolds and ends in an ice room in the Marquis in midtown Manhattan in their quest to get over their exes and find connection in each others’ life, love, and music. Bonus: for a change, it is the boy who danced in the rain here. About damn time. Be drowned by band drama, cool cursing (if there is such a thing), and music. And newfound appreciation for the name Salvatore.

Nick: When is a night over? Is it the start of sunrise or the end of it? Is it when you finally go to sleep or simply when you realize that you have to? When the club closes or when everyone leaves?

Norah: It’s over when you decide it’s over. When you call it a night. The rest is just a matter of where the sun is in the sky. That has nothing to do with us.

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Issa’s Infinite Reading List of Books turned into Movies/TV Series (Reviews to come when I feel like it)

Alice Sebold’s the Lovely Bones (watched it, haven’t read it)
Charlaine Harris’ Southern Vampire (of the True Blood series)
Darren Shan’s Cirque Du Freak - A Living Nightmare (the first book, to see why they skipped it and put the Vampire’s Assistant on the big screen)
Neil Gaiman’s Coraline (cute!)
Cecily von Ziegesar’s The It Girl (Gossip Girl spin-off featuring Jenny Humphrey, my designer alter-ego)
Gabriel Garcia Marquez’ Love in the Time of Cholera (great movie reviews, I’m sure the book’s better)
Nicholas Sparks’ The Last Song (only because I used to watch Hannah Montana before she became the Hannah Montana and I cried when I read Message in a Bottle but got bored with its film adaptation)
Rick Riordan’s Percy Jackson Book 2 – The Sea of Monsters (just because)
Stephen King’s Carrie and The Mist (to be disturbed by a film like that, it can only come from Stephen King)
Sue Grafton’s Alphabet Murders (I know, I know, it’s not YET a movie, but it’s only a matter of time until producers will realize how cute and mysterious and talented and charming Kinsey Millhone is, especially in Q is for Quarry)

Why networking? – WHY NOT?

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Meredith Grey (Grey’s Anatomy) deliberated, “Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it felt good when I stopped.” For the majority of the viewers, it was perceptive and touching. For some, however, it was deliberately annoying, melodramatic to some extent, and downright stupid. For these people, once is enough. When failure creeps in, it is game over for them. No ‘try again’ and no second chances. Be it in finding their one true love, their quest for success, and yes, their venture in the networking industry.

Who wouldn’t want a lucrative income? Networking promises that. It is depressing though that because of some persons’ greed and scheming to take advantage of those who are just trying to make their life easier by earning more, networking scams were developed. Day after day, we are bombarded by negative news about this to the point that networking became synonymous with fraud, sham, swindling, and deception.

The predicament is this: how do we distinguish the real ones? Here are some pointers I learned:

1. There must be a revolving product. A networking company that doesn’t offer anything is not a company. It is not even a legal business at all. Unless they figured out a way to sell promises (which I bet they did, if they were able to fool a lot of people), look for their flagship product.

2. A limitation for bonuses must exist. So they say they are offering “unlimited referral bonus!” don’t shout “Whoopee!” just yet. Think, and think hard: if they are giving away all their receipts as bonuses, how can they earn? Ano ‘to, lokohan?

3. You WORK in order to EARN. It is the basic—and the only—rule in the corporate and entrepreneurship world. Simply put, your investment will not multiply by itself. Say a networking company urges you to invest a certain amount of money, earning as much as 3% a day with you not doing anything at all. It is unbelievable and by itself doubtful, but some people are still hooked. Why? Because it is too good to be true, and they are fervently, zealously hoping/wishing/dreaming for it to come true. Come on! Even long-term deposits only go up as much as 12 to 15% a year! Three percent a day equals 90% a month, which is a long way from 20% like your good old 5-6 lending system. Also, some people who are joining the real networking groups are expecting checks when they are not doing anything at all. Excuse me, you paid for the products, as well as the right to become a dealer/partner; you did not buy a share of stock in that company to be waiting for some kind of dividend to come rushing into you. You want to earn? Sell your products! You want to earn? Refer your friends and relatives! Ganun lang kasimple.

I know, I know, your first venture into networking turned out to be a hoax. But don’t let it stop you from wanting a better life. Did Colonel Sanders stop persisting after 1,009 rejections on his chicken recipe? If he did, then we would never know Kentucky Fried Chicken (KFC). Did Thomas Edison stop after failing thousands of times before inventing the incandescent bulb? I could give you a thousand more success stories, but you can just Google it for yourself. (All thanks to the World Wide Web and wireless fidelity, which are also success stories on their own.) Don’t rob yourself of the chance to try one more time. Who knows? Today might be your day.

Okay, so what I really want to say is that opportunity knocks just once, and if you won’t grab it now, we’ll make sure all your friends and relatives will grab it, and by the time you believe in the business, they are already financially successful. Will you let yourself be left behind? Skeptics ask me, “Why networking?” and to them all I say, “Why NOT?”

P.S. Okay, so I am an Accounting graduate, and by profession, I should be cynical about this. I had been in this industry for just a WEEK when my whole family (Mama and 4 sisters) and my boyfriend became members last Tuesday (02.23.10). Next week at the release of checks, Mama will receive Php9,000.00, oldest sister will receive Php7,000.00, and both me and my youngest sister (who haven’t referred anyone yet) will receive Php1,000.00 through matching bonus. Not bad, huh? Also I've met there RNs, engineers, realtors, and students from FEU, CEU, Lyceum, and PUP, just to name some.

P.P.S. Also answering “Why NOT?”? Contact me, and I’ll tell you the story of “Barya King.” -09234788688

P.P.P.S. Fellow networkers, if you can add something to my list of pointers, that would be awesome. ^_^

Don’t forget the lyrics: Teleberd?! [10.28.09/12:47]

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Dahil natulog ako kaninang tanghali, nahirapan na kong makatulog at naisipan na lang namin ni Udeng na mag-reminisce ng aming student days pagkatapos manood ng PBB DU. Una naming pinag-usapan ang mga lessons: kung paano niya mas gusto ang Biology samantalang mas type ko ang Chem at Physics, ang pagmu-multiply niya ng 10s sa conversion at ang pagcha-chant ko ng “mili, centi, deci, meter, deca, hecto, kilo!” Kasama din ang solar system na gusto niyang lesson, pag-absent tuwing Music at ang pagda-disect ng palaka habang inilalaban ko ang paglalagay ng sulfur sa jelly ace, pagwa-one-man-show para hindi magklase at pagtatahi ng pattern paper.

Maya-maya pa, adventures at misadventures naman. Siyempre, hindi mawawala ang “Number 2” experience kapag misadventures ang pinag-usapan. Pero walang tatalo sa kanya na pinatawag pa ang pinsan sa high school department para kumuha ng short kung ikukumpara sa akin na napa-Number 2 habang tumatakbo pauwi dahil na-late si Papa at ang kanyang bike sa pagsundo nung Nursery pa ako.

Ano ba ang reason of existence ng mga bata kundi laro? Mas uminit ang pagtatalo namin pagdating sa topic na ito. May sinabi siyang larong “Liwayway,” pero nung pinaliwanag na niya, parang “Chippy chippy gum” lang na pinalitan ng lyrics, ginawang love song. Siguro estudyante din yun na may crush kay Liwayway. Ayun, binago yung lyrics, kahit na medyo parang may problema sa original, dahil wala pa kong nakikitang bubble gum na Chippy ang pangalan. Tarzan o Bazooka meron, o kaya Tattoo. Yung Chippy chichirya lang.

Dahil sa Mindoro ako lumaki at dito siya sa Maynila, magkaibang magkaiba ang paglalaro namin. May isang larong takbuhan na may dalawang kampo ang pareho naming nilalaro pero hindi magkatulad ang paraan. Itinuro ko rin sa kanya ang “Younger,” pero palagay ko sa amin lang may ganun. Laro yun na para sa tatlo o higit pang mga bata. Itataas ang paa patalikod, parang itutukod sa pader. Dapat perpendicular sa tuhod. Tapos ganun din ang gagawin nung iba. Yung isang bata ipapatong ang paa sa may tuhod ng katabi, tapos siya din sa tuhod ng katabi niya, paikot. Parang human chain. Tapos iikot sila habang kumakanta ng “Younger, together again! My love for you is yuki yuki you!” na dapat hindi mahuhulog yung mga paa nila. Pwede ring gawin sa dagat habang naliligo. Hindi ko alam ang ibig sabihin ng “yuki yuki,” siguro yun ang version dati ng “toot toot!” pag bastos. Siguro lang.

Naalala ko rin na sa likod ng classroom naming may baging at tuwing recess, hihila lang kami dun ng isa para makapaglaro. Kaya naalala kong itanong kay Udeng dahil hanggang ngayon hindi ko pa rin alam, at hindi niya rin masagot: “Ano ang tamang English lyrics ng Teleberd?”


PBB DU side thoughts:

What is your best physical asset?

Melai: My best physical asset is my hair, because you can see it is very curly but I don’t think it is my greatest asset but I think it is my greatest asset. *make face* Please do not be angry…

Tibo: Cooking…
Physical asset?
Tibo: Oh, physical asset. Understanding.
Physical! Your physical asset. (motioning and pointing at face)
Tibo: Yes, yes, physical asset. Well, I’m a simple guy. I’m understanding…
Physical, when you look at the mirror, what do you see?
Tibo: Uhm, I’m a simple guy…
Dude! No, I mean in your face! Eyes, ears, nose… Tibo: Nose, my nose.

*Whew.*

Sabi ni Lolo Pepe (para sa Noli)

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Was supposed to go to Quiapo, but couldn’t get through Sta. Mesa because of the public swimming pool that appeared everytime there is a little drizzle of rain. On the way back, I was bombarded with the present reality: uneducated, unguided youth;tax-evading businesses; and slum areas that looked like garbage mountains from afar (like nightmare up close). The Social Cancer all over again. The difference? Spaniards had nothing to do with it, for you did it to yourselves.

Just a couple of weeks ago, I had seen how you can be united. But should someone die for you to become one? Congratulations, you’ve come a long way in terms of your ways of life, but look at the cost. And I understand you, I really do. I know you don’t have anything at your table, and I also experienced that. When I just finished Noli, I almost threw it into the fire because I didn’t have any money to publish it. I ate just once a day, mostly bread and coffee, not unlike the kaninbaw you’re eating right now.

What everyone needs in these times of turmoil are the Maximo Violas of the world to give hope to people. But all will be waiting, and no one will become one. You see the problem?

The Filipinos will always be colonized: by Padre Damaso, by Americans, by commercialism, by pornography, by politicians, by selfish dreams. The situation and actors will vary, but the play will remain the same.

So now what? The answer is simple. Start small. Dream. Make a difference. Register. Vote. Know your rights. Exercise your rights. Better yet, join The Good Ideas. Because when people think of better ways to improve our beautiful country, I will always be there. I am willing to die a million times for you, so I’ll see you on Whitespace.

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P earl of the Orient, oh my grace-filled and exquisite home
I will forever live in your sweet promise of peace
N ay, no one can replace you in my heart until my life will cease
O nly you will be flourishing in this majestic throne
Y earning will I always be for your freedom until I receive Death’s kiss

Heavy 53

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Pupungas pungas, isinara ang alarm ng
cellphone. Naligo, at umalis ng walang
lingon-lingon. (Naiwan pa ang baong ri-chee.
At ang gate, nakalimutang isusi.)

Lakad, takbo, lakad. Sakay ng dyip.
Lakad, takbo, lakad. Sakay ng fx.
“Legarda po.” Sabay abot
ng bayad. “Wag sanang ma-late” sabay
hinga ng maluwag.

“Norway, norway, ano ang 2-0 mo?”
“Walang madaanan dito
Kilo, pasakayin mo na lang ng
LRT yang mga 59’s mo. Lahat
ng eskinita sarado.”

“Heavy 53 dito sa Pandacan, wala
na ko malusutan. Toyota, saan tayo?”
“Patay tayo Oscar, hindi ko din alam
to.” Palatak ng boses sa radyo.

Nakabalandra sa kalsada ang mga tumitirik
na sasakyan, nagsu-swimming sa baha
ang mga batang walang muwang. Libre
ang entrance fee! Sa resort sa Santol Ave.
Pinasukan ng tubig ang tambutso ng
motor ng tagadeliver ng dyaryo. Hindi
malalaman ng mga pobre ang
latest tungkol kay Cory.

Hay naku, kung kelan ka sinipagan
saka naman walang napakinabangan.
10:30 na, sabi ng cellphone
ko, sana may breakfast meals pa
sa McDo. Kainis talaga, nakakabanas!
Mabuti pang umuwi at manood
ng Veronica Mars.

(O mag-internalize bilang si
Lolo Pepe. Baka sakaling manalo
pa ng Noli.)

hapi bday udeng!!

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war of the chocolates

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http://g4mbloggers.blogspot.com/2008/01/war-of-chocolates.html

I LOVE YOU, but not now..

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I wish everything will just vanish into the vacuum inside my head - the pain, sadness, void.. when will i know that enough is enough?

(Still, i am inwardly obsessing that he'll simple hold me - but why do I remain numb?)

Sale on BookSale / A Night sans Vanessa Carlton

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Gone were the days when I would splurge on detective books and all I can buy, at a maximum, is three (unless I would spend EVERYTHING I have, then maybe I could buy five or more). The treasure chest that is BookSale where I used to buy hardbound detective/suspense/mystery books for less than a hundred bucks went a step cheaper. Last night, after a month-long hiatus, I returned to BookSale Megamall and bought five hardbound books – and I’m on a tight budget! They are now offering a collection with price range of Php10.00 to Php30.00. I bought Robert Parker’s Spenser installment, Potshot, for only twenty bucks. San ka pa? I also bought two other mystery books, a non-fiction about internet scams, and a feel-good book not unlike the TV series Brothers & Sisters. All for SEVENTY PESOS.

They rearranged the books as well as the shelves since I last went there so it took me a long time to look for what I want. Detective books, which were located previously beyond the glass wall, were now under the center aisle shelf. Leafing through few books, I was shocked to discover Robert Parker’s Crimson Joy and Lolita Files’ Getting to the Good Part (which I bought for Php85 each last year) being sold for ten pesos! Argh! I just consoled myself that I wouldn’t want to wait a year to read such good books.

We went to Megamall upon realizing that we couldn’t watch Vanessa Carlton in TriNoma for free. What used to be a show in TriNoma Park was moved to Cinema 7, and we have to purchase at least Php1,000 to be able to watch. Great. We will test our luck today at Glorietta Activity Center. Papa JC, please let me see the lady who walked a thousand miles to be here! (I borrowed the show’s slogan.) At least I was able to buy those books. The night was not futile.

Ugin as tianggero: “Wala ng isandaan, wala ng singkwenta, bente na lang!” (Not talking about the book prices, but my remaining money.. ^_^ )

earth day jam '08

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Jamming with mother earth!!

From the booths to docus shown on the screens, Tomas Morato Ave. spoke of saving the earth during the Earth Day Jam ’08 held April 25, 2008.

Udeng and I met up at Cubao after office hours (just enough time to make it to the seven-o’clock sched). I planned on wearing a white shirt as a rebellion to all who I know would be wearing their black grunge shirts. However, I realized that I haven’t done my laundry, so I have to make do with my only black statement shirt. So much for not being a stereotype rocker.

One guy had done it better, though. On the way to Jollibee for a quick bite (many, many quick bites, that is), I saw him in his sleeping attire. Complete with pajamas, comfy slippers and teddy bear, it’s as if he just wound up in that place while making his way to their kitchen looking for a midnight snack. His ingenious idea is a slap to hundreds of youths in Morato that night who all wanted to be different and ended up sporting the same I-hate-the-world grunge look.

Another girl who passed by me went beyond simple accouturement. Opting for a more permanent fashion bling, she had a large zipper tattooed across her back. Only when she went up the stage did I knew her to be Juan Pablo Dream's newest band member, Bianca.

Because we arrived a tad too early, we were at the front. But not for long, though. When the multitude started their all-out “slaman” and girls started zoning out, Udeng pulled me to the sides.

The first sets were time-killers, but every concert has them. It really started for me once Barbie Almalbis took the stage, sharing her experiences as a mother and singing Goodnight, Torpe, and two other songs about nature. Moonstar88 sang Tadhana, Torete, and Migraine (our soundtrack when fighting… ^_^ ). Callalily sang a rock version of a Soulja Boy song (Crank That, I think) -- a feat never unheard of, but quite remarkable, nonetheless.

What I was really waiting for was Zelle, but it was nearing 12, and CinderIssa must go home before turning into a pumpkin. (Truth is, Udeng cautioned that we may not have a ride home, and we’re both tired from work.) We gave the concert one more chance, but when Rivermaya came out and it’s certain that there would be no sign of Zelle or Imago for the next few minutes, we decided to call it a night.

We passed different booths selling used books, and I had gone berserk that I don’t have any money with me (I shouldn’t had that extra rice!). I also would have like to buy an audio cd by pipingpoot (I don’t know who he is, but his cd’s were handwritten and it looks different and cute.) We weren’t able to buy any souvenir (huhu..) but still, it is a memorable night on the whole. On second thought, ANY night with him is memorable, so that’s that.

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Artists: Let’s save the earth!
Earth Day Jammers: Yeah! (Stomps their cigarette butts, and lights new one)
Issa: (Hums) Isn’t it ironic, don’t you think…

TRIVIA: My all-time favorite writer and world dominatrix, Jessica Zafra, managed the Eraserheads for four months.

nonsense

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Ended my two-month gig in a computer shop, so i have to lie low on posting.. got a summer accounting job, and was learning so much!

Going strong with udeng, despite our i hate you-i love you so much charades.. anyway, even if how much we try, we can never have too much of each other. He had amoebiasis (Crusaders forgive me if i spelled it wrong) and I was there the whole 3 days (udeng: no one ever tended me when I was sick, issa: well, you could say bye-bye to those times), even taking half-days in office.

Vacation's fast disappearing, and there's still so much i need to do. So little time..

I realized we are all growing up so fast. It seems that we had just enrolled and were enjoying chasing each other on rooftops and hanging out in the student lounge until the school guard will shoo us out.

My favorite cousins were all having their own jobs, just like me. Now I can treat all of them during payday, when years ago I would be the one treated.

And as much as it seems ages away for me, my parents started talking about being responsible and enjoying my single blessedness before getting maried/getting babies/getting separated. The funny thing is, it naturally occurs to me this days. Good thing we (Udeng and I) have been open about it and we agreed that we still both want our freedom--and our paychecks.

I guess we have come to love each other that way because we can be separated and have our own identities and at the same time be one--a single individual with dual personalities. A double spirit inhabiting one body.

And not everyone can find that one person who doesn't complement them, but completes their downfalls and shortcomings, just as much as they complete theirs.

I guess I'm really lucky, afterall.

new set of jpia and jfinex officers

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Junior Philippine Institute of Accountants

President: Ros Dave Puyot
Vice President: Theresa Soberano
Secretary: Anna Salvador
Treasurer: Allan Robledo
Auditor: Mara Miranda
Business Manager: Jovelyn Franco (chuva ka!)

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Junior Financial Executives of the Philippines

President: Theresa Brabante
Vice President: BSBA
Secretary: Leonora delos Reyes
Treasurer: BSBA
Auditor: Eugene Esteban
Business Manager: BSBA

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umaaktibo.. ^_^

excellence through character and competence

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i always find it hard to quit--or to put it better, to tell people i' m quitting.. but then i continually find better choices and i know i have to move on. say it now or be stuck forever in something i shouldn't be in.

but i have to do it, or else i will be burned out all the time.

recognition ngaun!! but i'm more nervous sa finals next week, kelangang galingan ko kei caga, dahil kahit 1.1 gen ave ko, kung 2.1 ako sa knya, tanggal pa rin ako sa scholar..

*jitters*

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