Hala!

May bagong feature ngayon ang Friendster: "Who's Viewed Me"

Huli ang mga stalker. Hehehe.
Huli ang mga lurker. Hehehe.
Huli ang mga old HS and college acquaintances na 'di mo friend. Hehehe.

Kaso may option pa rin na 'anonymous viewing' sa mga ayaw pahuli.
Oh well, buti na rin. Stalker and lurker din naman ako e.

Hehehe.

This commuter's pet peeves

1. Busmate who coughs with all his/her might and phlegmy gusto without covering his/her mouth. We may be sharing the same seat, but I wouldn't want to share your bodily germs.

2. Commuter who eats peanuts, then throws the shells on the bus floor.

3. Commuter who talks while eating peanuts, spraying peanut spittle on his/her busmate's cheek.

4. Male commuter who spreads his legs widely across the bus seat, even though someone is already sitting beside him. Kung naiinitan ang ano mo, mag-palda ka na lang kaya?

5. Commuter who sweats a river throughout the ride. I know it's a hot morning, but can we at least arm wrestle than bury my arm under your sweaty sweaty armpit?

6. Female commuter (middle-aged, most likely a mom, who looks so nasty and suplada) who likes to squeeze her big big butt in the teenie tiny space between two passengers by sitting on both passengers' laps, letting gravity do its fantastic job of free fall.

7. Grimy-looking bus curtains, victims to numerous incidences of hand-wiping after eating itlog ng pugo, mani, and fish crackers.

8. Commuters who play the game of switch-a-seat, with the objective of finally reaching the front seat behind the driver or near the door. Commuter who switches more than five times wins.

9. "Bus spokesperson" for medical missions who drops donation envelope on your lap without consent.

10. MMDA-bashing, power-tripping, greedy bus drivers who waste 30 minutes to 1 hour of people's time by waiting for (potential) passengers at Starmall. Yes, 30 minutes-1 hour of waiting at Starmall only.

chibog

Amoy pansit puti, lumpiang sariwa, at barbeque sa office ngayon.
Masarap palang kumain 'pag walang kuryente sa office, wala kang pagbabalingan ng atensyon kundi 'yung pagkain.
Dapat paspasan din ang pag-inom ng Coke, kundi malulusaw ang yelo.

Mamaya meryenda naman.

Nightmares are made of this

I am in a second-hand bookstore, crouching to browse through books in the lower shelf, when suddenly:

Enter men in uniform. The leader shouted, "Blah blah blah blah order of Shaw,* we are now under Martial Law."

All people in the bookstore, including me, raised both hands in an act of surrender. Still raising my hands and remaining in a crouched position, I placed myself against a bookshelf, not wanting to see what will happen next.

I woke up, feeling the fear I know I'd only feel when faced with death (mine or someone else's).

Neal Cruz said people are no longer afraid of martial law, but all these news about She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named declaring our country is in a 'state of emergency' somehow sank into the deep recesses of my brain, inducing itself in my dream-nightmare last night. I don't want to involve myself too much with local politics, because for me it's just fodder for people's entertainment. But witnessing SWMNBN's political maneuvers nowadays made me realize that she can and will do anything to stay in power. Damn those (us) who gets on her way. And that scares me.

The only good thing about my dream was, I'm going to die in a bookstore. Heaven.

*yes, the boulevard. and yes, that line's all I can recall from my dream. Weird.

The internet junkie wants her fix! Now!

ATTENTION: PLDT

PARANG AWA NIYO NA.

ILANG TAWAG PA BA ANG GAGAWIN NAMIN PARA MAGKABIT ULI KAYO NG BAGONG PHONE CABLE.

HINDI NAMIN KASALANAN NA MAY KAPWA PILIPINO KAMING NAGNAKAW NG KABLE NIYO.

HINDI NAMIN ALAM KUNG KOMPETISYON NIYO O ANG MGA KAPITBAHAY NAMIN SA SQUATTERS AREA ANG KUMUHA.

ISA PA, TRABAHO NIYO NA ALAMIN KUNG SINO ANG MAY SALA.

HINDI NA LANG PURO KAMI, KAMI, KAMI.

AKALA NIYO MAY PHONE CABLE PA RIN KAMI...

....PERO WALA, WALA, WALAAAAA!!!!!!!

NAKNAMPUCHA.

Dogs, you can trust...

....politicians? You definitely cannot.

No wonder Haydee Yorac was a dog-lover. She was better off dealing with her dogs than politicians. At least her affections (ohhh how can you develop affection for a politician?!?) were not misplaced. You can't blame the woman.

Comatose State (of the Phils.)

Story 1: Death of Haydee Yorac, PCGG chair.

Story 2: (Possible) Auctioning off of Imelda jewels ("Honolulu collection"), under the care of PCGG. This report came out yesterday, one day before Yorac's burial (today).

Tsk, tsk. Kailangan na kailangan niya talaga ang pera, pang-tapal-bibig.


*For more of the delightful mud-slinging on She-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named, read this.
**Had a laugh last night listening to reports about Norberto Gonzales' being tagged as a "pimp" by the Senate tribunal. How apt.

Madam Rosa

Kasalanan ni Anj ito e. Hindi naman talaga ako mahilig magbasa ng horoscope. Di rin ako naniniwala dito. Pero minsan, nag-try akong tignan ang horoscope ko sa Friendster. Swak na swak talaga nakalagay don, katulad na katulad nung nangyari sa'kin noong araw na 'yon. Kaya nang wala akong magawa kanina, tinignan ko horoscope ko. Wala lang. At ang fearless forecast ng Friendster?

Are you prepared for romance? You'd better be, because one is headed your way.

Sabaw.

Dear Manong (na naka-Amerikana),

Ipagpaumanhin mo kung di sinasadya'y natusok ko ang binti niyo ng dulo ng payong ko habang naglalakad ako sa likod nyo kahapon sa may Paseo de Roxas. Hindi ko po sinasadya yon. Siguro iyon ay reaksyon lamang ng aking nagmamadaling katawan dahil male-late na po ako sa aking FGD observation. Bagaman sabi ng utak ko ay magpasensya ako sa iyo, isang parte pa rin nito ang nagsasabi, "bilisan mo naman!"

At nangyari ang di dapat mangyari.

Natusok kita ng dulo ng payong (slight lang naman). Tumingin ka sa likod mo.

May nakita akong opening. (Ayos, dere-deretso na paglakad ko).

Pero namayani po ang pagiging magalang ko. Naalala mo ba, sabi ko, "ay, sorry po."

Ngumiti ka naman at nagsabing, "it's OK."

Gusto ko pa sanang makipagkuwentuhan sa'yo, mag-sorry uli. Baka tanungin din kita kung bakit relaxed na relaxed ka gayong lahat ng tao sa paligid mo'y nagmamadali.

Pero nagmamadali talaga ako, kaya ngumiti na lang ako, sabay lakad sa espasyong ipinagkaloob mo sa'kin na lakaran.

Sorry po uli.

Gumagalang (pero nagmamadali),
Chin

Ang saya saya!/Time out muna!

Katatapos ko lang ayusin ang presentation materials ni ma'am. Duling na ang mata ko sa katitingin sa graphs and figures, kaya lalo ko pang dudulingin mata ko sa pagtingin sa text. Kahit tinakot ako ni J-O-E-Y about my work, so far naman nag-e-enjoy ako dahil:

1. Ngayon ko lang tuluyang naintindihan ang mga pinagkukuha kong exams sa mga market research agencies. Clarity, kumbaga.
2. Araw ng sweldo ngayon.
3. I am surrounded with people who love research and are hard-core researchers, doing hard-core research studies in hard-core market research agencies.
4. Dati, OK lang sa'kin ang legwork sa survey research, pero after observing how it is really done in market research, masaya na'ko na ako na lang mag-analyze ng data. Sobrang hirap at hard work talaga.
5. Masayang mag-observe ng FGD! As in. Para kang nanonood ng sine, libre pa breakfast, lunch at merienda!
6. Walang feeling artista. Walang nagmamagaling-magalingan. Tinitignan talaga ang kakayahan at galing mo, hindi kung ano ang suot, hitsura o galing ng acting mo.
7. Shemps masaya ako dahil hindi PA ako nabubulyawan o namumura...
8. Lahat ng gastos mo pag umaalis ka for a meeting or field work ay sagot ng agency.
9. Napakasaya masaksihan ang mga bossing mo and to take part in a heated discussion about a project. Eto 'yung mga mind-boggling situations na kung saan parang pini-pingpong ang utak ng lahat, batuhan talaga ng ideas. And the best part is, they acknowledge and appreciate your input. Asteg.
10. Mababayaran ko na si Ma sa utang kong pamasahe sa kanya. Shemps may bagong blouse siya dahil matiyaga niya 'kong ginigising kada umaga. Sweldo day=Mother's Day! :D

Ayan, Ina, binasag ko na ang aking katahimikan. =P

Beware of this gurlalush

Jonna Jenica de Vera, a.k.a. Jenicker

Notoriously known as the bugaw and primary agent of the disease called workaholismus.
Last seen inside the Makati Stock Exchange, whereabouts at present still unknown (hint, hint: still inside MSE?) :)

Last known sidekick: John
Last known love: John

Latest sidekick(s): computer, deadly weapon shoes
Latest love: now prefers human affection, too (tsk, tsk. what workaholism can do to you...)

NOTE: For more documentation, please refer to Appendix section.

APPENDIX:

History of a disease (workaholismus)

Before workaholismus.



After workaholismus.

Tips on avoiding workaholismus:

One must not disclose his/her birthdate to avoid the wrath of moneyless and hungry friends. Failure to do so would be disastrous and may result to a smear campaign of his/her image. A famous tactic used by disgruntled, HUNGRY friends include posting uberly embarassing pictures of the subject's not-so-candid photos during his/her days of silliness (read: college years).

Can only be cured by treating disgruntled, HUNGRY friends to any godforsaken place serving mounds of food and endless supply of rice, i.e., bars, restaurants, grills (carinderia pwede rin....pero. NAMAN.).

Happy Birthday, Jenica!