Working Hard and Playing Harder

I hope I lose weight from not getting enough sleep.

I was up from 4 PM, Saturday until 1 AM, Monday. That's about 33 hours of being up and conscious.

I don't have all the time and energy to elaborate but basically, here's how it went chronologically:

1. Dinner at Glorietta with friends
2. Walking and camera whoring around Greenbelt with the same company
3. Work, work, work
4. Enchanted Kingdom with sister and a family friend

I do need the diversion and I didn't miss a beat. Gawd, it was so much fun. And I'm proud I didn't call in sick at work in favor of my monkey business. I'm such a noble professional. Ugh.

I love it that I got to bond with my friends again. (Shey are you reading this?! Ugh. I think you missed one revolution of the earth. We had zo much fun, you know. Hahahah... I know, you're in a difficult time right now. I'm praying for you)

Greenbelt 5 is definitely uber chic and it was fun molesting the place with Joenessa and Yala. This place gives me more reasons to save up.

EK is well, enchanting. It's so awesome to be able to be a kid again once in a while. Too bad the Space Shuttle, the ultimate, ultimate thriller, was closed. Such a bummer. It was so fun nonetheless. I had wet underwear all the while thanks to the Rio Grande Rapids. It was a very full day, err, day and a half rather.

Watch me levitate, see us fly, get wet and cam whore all over the place. Here's why the batteries of my camera got 100% drained:

Me and friends at the new, super plush mall Greenbelt 5

Hitting up premiere theme park Enchanted Kingdom right after work

Did you observe how my mouth opens when I jump up? Hahahahh... Gawd, that was a looong, fantastic day.

Rendezvous

(I just got from work and I have a splitting headache. I'm not sleepy enough to catch some decent Zs though so here we go.)

I met up with this guy the other day who turned out to be another asshole, AND(!) I didn't realize he was actually my "first" until I finally saw him come into the door. Of course the prick didn't remember me but I told him about it until he was able to recall that night when he hit on me in an Internet cafe.

Anyway, to cut the story short, we didn't have sex because he is a lame ass effeminate psycho with fugly toes (nice toes = my fetish). It's okay though since the only reason I invited him over anyway is because I've been having the itch for days and it's been weeks since I got it on and I think I've been re-virginized already. It's fair game since I think the lost of interest was mutual. So yeah, I'm quite glad it didn't happen. Otherwise, it would've been another hook-up I would've regretted 3 seconds after shooting my jizzle manizzle.

Busy Bee 2

So where were we? Aah… So after I got another dissatisfying haircut, I left Gateway and went back to my Aunt’s house.

3 PM- My cousin, Aunt, sister and I together with my Aunt’s friend went to Duty Free. I love how everything is priced in dollars but are actually cheaper than those in the mainstream market.

Late lunch at Kenny Roger's-- rib sandwich with fries.

Saturday Night – 11:30 PM

I went out with my cousin since he’s been bugging me to go out that particular night. I didn’t really have anything to do so to Greenbelt we went. First, we hit up Ice Vodka Club where some girls were whoring it up to some foreigners. We only had 1 drink each and decided to wander around. On our way to Greenbelt 1, we saw Gretchen Baretto (Filipino celebrity) and I must say that she does look pretty in person and seems to be very slim and tall.

Anyway, if you have any chance, you should check out the newly opened Greenbelt 5. It’s amazing. I love, love the place and the interiors; especially the lighting fixtures—fantastic. I wonder who designed those. This part of Greenbelt is not fully operating yet but there are a couple of restaurants that are already in business. I haven’t tried any of them yet but I read some reviews and I hope I can my make own comments about the food there soon after some food tripping. Bang and Olufsen, Gaupo (Filipino designer), Balenciaga and Marc by Marc Jacobs are just some of the stores that I know will be occupying this precious space anytime soon. High-end much? Absolutely. Better start filling those piggy banks.

Back to the night-out, after Ice, cousin and I went to Temple . I don’t have anything against tweens and twinks, and I mean I did go out quite a lot myself when I was in high school but sometimes I just can’t stand the sight of these 15 year-old girls in fuck-me heels and with 1-inch make-up and baring barely there bosoms. I’m sure some of these kids barely have pubic hair and I bet they can well give Paris Hilton a run for her money. Oh well, it’s quite entertaining actually. The last time we dropped by Temple , there was this plump girl lain on her girlfriends’ arms with what seems to be puke all over her dress. I love it.

And just as I thought the High School Musical didn’t fail to show up especially it was actually prom night—the girls were in their in dresses while the guys rocked the suits. But enough of this under-aged partyphiles. Ugh.

I like Temple because of the music and sometimes because of the crowd too. That particular night, I just embraced the music while dancing by myself on the second level taking random sips of my complimentary Baccardi Sprite. I also like this place because smoking is strictly prohibited inside, something Embassy and other clubs I hope would be implementing as well.

At about 2:30 AM, we decided to call it a night and headed to Starbucks to refresh.

Saturday night but technically Sunday dawn - 3:00 AM – Cousin 1 and 2 and I pigging out while waiting for my sister to arrive—she also went out with her friends.

This is why I’ve been getting fat.

02.10.08 - Sunday

Woke up at noon with a slight hangover. At around 2 PM, I accompanied my cousin to Robinson's Galleria for a little shopping. I I think he trusts my taste and it's flattering and all until he buys the stuff you actually want for yourself (No he didn't). Yup, there's this striped burgundy and white shirt I was eyeing on during my last trip to Topman, and guess what, he bought the damn thing. Ugh.

Anyway, after walking around, we grabbed a bite at Plato Wraps at the food court. Anyone who hasn't tried this goodness is missing a lot. We love it, I love it, you'll love it. Start with the chunky chicken. Yummers.

Still Sunday, around 3PM

I've been to The Fort only twice but I've never been to to the High St adorable kids reet part. I went there to meet up with a great pal Rica. The place is beautiful. Seriously, even the restrooms are nice. I absolutely love it. It's like a park complete withplaying, and even more adorable dogs being walked, high-end shops and fancy restaurants. This is my kind of outdoor.

The pictures don't give it justice.

Anyway, as usual, Rica and I shared stories and talked non-stop. We ate at this nice place called Balducci. It looks like a place where people eat their steaks and salads with vinegrette but for some reason we had pizza. How chic. Hahahah...

Appetizer: Complimentary bread with butter or salsa or liver spread. Yes, that mocha cream looking thing is liver spread and it's good.
Rustica Mozzarella - I've had better slices at Sbarro. The otherwise so-so food seemed tastier because of the interesting conversation.

After Balducci, we hit up Conti's for dessert--my treat because she'll be celebrating her birthday the following week.

Banana Cream Torte - Winner!

New York Cheesecake - Second Best.

French Apple Pie - It's ok.

Got back to my Aunt's place at 11PM. All in all, that was an awesome night too even though by this time my pocket was getting a lot thinner. All for good times.

02.11.08 - Monday

On the last day of my four-day break from work, my sister and I went back to the condo then did the groceries. I capped off my weekend with a super scrumptious dinner of tocino and canned tuna.

V Day '08

Hearts Day is around the corner. This is like Christmas but more exclusive for lovers. Ugh.

The other night, when a friend/officemate and I were on our way to lunch (McDonald's), I saw this straight couple "canoodling" outside the fast food joint. I felt like shooting both of them in the head.

JK!

Just remember; no glove, no love. If you don't want your belly swelling by July or get herpes, use some rubber. Then again, that's really your prerogative. Who am I to give this public service advice anyway, I've had my reckless moments myself. Oh well, whatever works for you.

Happy Valentine's Day!

P.S.
A shout-out to my new links, manilagayguy.com and pinoygayblogs.com. Keep it alive people.

Busy Bee

I'm a little exhausted. My social calendar has been jam-packed since Friday. It's supposed to be a good thing but not when you're spending uncontrollably on food and beverage that will surely go directly to an already bulging tummy and clog the arteries. It's disgustingly enjoyable. You know, like sex in a public place.

No work for me for 4 straight days because of the schedule change; my new rest days will be Sundays and Mondays. Enough about work though.

I don't exactly have the time to elaborate so I present to you, my super long weekend time line!

02.08.08- Friday morning:

I get off from work for the last day of that particular schedule which is also the last shift with my lovely teammates and supervisor. We originally planned to go Laguna for an overnight outing since we'd be in different teams by the following week but something unfortunately came up so we had to settle for another post-shift breakfast bonding at our favorite deli, Earle's.

I slept the entire day until 6 PM.

Still Friday, 8 PM onwards:

Dinner and movie date with Friends. We met at Starbucks Greenbelt after I was starting to fume looking for them all over the damn place. We watched 27 Dresses starring Katherine Heigl and hit up Cafe Breton afterwards. It was actually fun. The movie is funny, light and entertaining just like the people I was with.

I know Cafe Breton is more popular for their crepes but I opted to get a sandwich. I had chicken breast with mushrooms and asparagus on top of toast with a side salad. The dish had all this other herbs I didn't recognize but it was really good. It's very filling and definitely worth the bucks.

By the way, I didn't bring my camera so I don't have the pictures. Oh, and I also lost my Burt's Bees lip balm. I hate it. That was not cheap!

(Slept for about 5 hours)

02.09.08- Saturday morning:

Woke up with this agenda:

1. Deposit money (not mine) in bank
2. Get haircut
3. Get new lip balm

11 PM - Went to Megamall to deposit the money. I took the bus instead of my usual choice, the MRT, because it was a Saturday and I was not in the condition to be squashed by sweaty bodies and sweat like a pig even before I reach the mall.

First task, done!

I originally planned to get the same lip balm but I know there's no Beauty Bar in Mega so I went to Body Shop and got a different one. It's cheaper and the sales rep marketed very well so I decided to give it try.

As for the haircut, I really wanted to go to Piandre which is where I usually go but it was too far from the area and I didn't have time. I checked out David's for Rever and found out that that place is actually a bit more expensive, and the place isn't even that nice. Forget it. Fifteen minutes later, I'm inside the MRT headed for Gateway Mall trying not to breathe.

I went to Ménage for my well-needed trim. I've had haircuts here before and the thing I love about it is the ambiance. The service is okay but I don’t like it that they’re stylists always seem to be in rush. Ugh.

Anyway, I had another awful haircut. I don’t know why but I always get disappointed the moment I drag my eyes from the magazine I’m reading to the huge mirror in front of me to check out how I look. It’s like the stylists never get me you know. This is why I’ve had a couple of light arguments with some of them before. That time though, I wasn’t in the mood and I figured I’ll get it “fixed” next week or something. Besides, I was also in a hurry since I have to be back to my Auntie’s house by 2 PM.

to be continued...

Snapped

Current state: Fuming mega-bitch with a dash of murder.

I am fucking pissed right now. No, I'm seething. I wanna push my house mate off the building and laugh my ass off while his body falls from the 26th floor. What a bastard. I'm glad I gave him a taste of vitriol.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I am wasting these words because I am so god damn mad and I can not contain it anymore. I swear I was shaking just minutes ago. Fuck dammit, some people are just so god damn shameless, stupid and full of bull shit.

Putang-ina.

Random Rants

Dirty Laundry

The cleaning lady better get here pronto. I wouldn't be surprised if my Smoky Mountain of clothes grows limbs and run away any moment now.






































Burberry

Oh. My. God. I fucking love the these looks from the latest Burberry Prorsum men's line. If you really have a heart, please send your donations my way so we can both go to heaven.





































































The silhouette. The color palette. The textures. My God. I soooo love. Ugh. I can't stand it. It's fucking outstanding. This is the kind of garb I wanna be wearing on my dying day.

Photos courtesy of Bryanboy.com

> PLAY

Songs that are currently on my playlist:

Speakerphone by Kyllie Minogue - I like it because of it's futuristic appeal. It's not exactly danceable but it gives me some sort of adrenaline rush.
Amazing by Seal - I'm not really familiar with this guy's music except for that song he recorded for the soundtrack of one of the Batman movies. Nonetheless, I may have to watch out for him more because this song speaks for itself.
Piece of Me, Break the Ice, and Kiss You All Over by Britney Spears - Admit it, she's your guilty pleasure too. This poor thing's album may not be as bad at all. I mean, at least it doesn't suck that much.
Buzzin' by Shwayze - It's fresh, it's urban, it's good.
Let Me Think About It by Fedde Le Grand with Ida Corr - Hello?! It's my current Friendsdter theme song. It's not exactly new but it's a well-loved club anthem and I can tell why.
Feedback by Janet Jackson - This is the shiz! I fucking love this song. I totally wanna dance to this track in a club or even on the stage because it's so damn hot, it got me cursing. And yes, Janet's back with a new album.
Sound of Freedom by Bob Sinclaire - Yes, Love Generation isn't the only great song from Bob. This feel good song brings in the good vibes. I'm not sure if it's new but I love it anyway.
Superstar by Lupe Fiasco - It's very smooth and unique. Satisfies your RnB craving.
Bed by J-Holiday - Same thing, smooth, soothing RnB with a modern flair.
Pocket Full of Sunshine by Natasha Bedingfeild - This woman has her own thing going on and I love her for that. The song is simply uplifting and quite, I dunno, bittersweet I guess.
Bittersweet by Kanye West - Speaking of bittersweet, this track off Kanye's latest super hit album, Graduation, is a nice theme about love's complications.

Other songs you should download/buy:
Umbrella (Acoustic Version) by Rihanna
Love is Free by Sheryl Crow
New Soul by Yael Naim
Shaky It To The Ground - Rye Rye
Outwork feat. Mr. Gee
Hold It, Don't Drop It by Jennifer Lopez

That's all for now. Somebody needs to take bath and get a haircut soon. Ugh.

Buh-bye.

No to Boredom

I should never be bored. If other people drunk-dial or drunk-text, I have a bad case of bored-dial or bored-text. It’s like when I have nothing good to sink my teeth on, the next thing I do is grab my 3 year-old phone and call/text these particular “contacts” of mine. I would either ask them if we can chat on the phone or even meet up. And since these instances often occur between 12 – 3 AM, I end up wasting my time contacting these worthless twats to no avail.

I know, I know, it’s my problem which is why I have to stop giving in to this urge. But how do I stop acting like a needy kid with ADHD during these ungodly hours? Well, I guess my insomnia is another thing to blame but I’m saving that topic for another entry. I think it’s mainly because of my constant need to communicate. I always like to talk. And since my good ol’ friends are not exactly available at all times, I resort to these strangers whose last names I do not even know. Thank goodness I haven’t encountered psychos yet. Oh wait. I have. But it was just a bunch of threats over the phone from this creep. Ugh. That asshole.

Anyway, it sucks having these degrading bouts with boredom each time I’m alone in my room having no better thing to do but surf the net and look for those unsaved / unfamiliar numbers in my inbox and call logs then bother other people with my messages and/or calls.

Now, if only I have someone I can consistently talk to every night. *wink*

Hahahahahah... I kid.

But yeah, I need/want a love life.

Oh No

Ohmigod. Here it is again. I feel a panic attack coming on. Gawd.

I've been up for the last 16 hours, I just got from the PLDT office to once again complain about their crappy, crappy billing service and I just got this email, and I am just so fucking worried right now about my funds and the stuff that I have to attend to and I just don't know where to fucking start.

I've been quite perky and positive this past couple of days but I feel the dark clouds are now rapidly engulfing my internal sunshine. I'm fucked.

Suck. It. In. Bitch.

I’m sitting in the office right now and I can’t help but contemplate on how fat I’ve become in a span of one month. It’s crazy. Seriously, somebody needs to hit the gym and lay off the extra fucking rice. Right. Well, actually I did go to the gym last night and sweat out a little but I had Mom’s spicy crabs with rice after that so yeah, you get the picture.

Anyway, I really want to stop gaining weight now and convert the fat to muscles or at least just lost maybe 3 pounds? God forbid I go back to my fat kid phase; the inflated cheeks, the humungous waistline and the flabs, oh the horror! Don’t get me wrong though, I have nothing against fat or as Bryanboy puts it, “festively plump” people. In fact, I love them. They’re great and I have a lot of these voluptuous friends. They’re all fun and funny and confident. I, on the other hand don’t think I can handle the “weight” of that. I’m just so used to my thin, manorexic self. Besides, I’m in no condition to update my wardrobe with sizes in Large or even Medium. I’ve always been in the S or even XS category you know.

Slipping into my skinny jeans and semi-fit shirts is quite frustrating nowadays. It’s either my gut is spilling out or the site of bulges everywhere is just so hideous I end up changing into something more flattering. Ugh. It’s fucking hard having to look at the mirror dismayed with the site of yourself muffin-topping out of your pants.

I know there’s no point whining about it since that doesn’t shed off the lbs anyway, especially if you eat like a construction worker out for lunch during each meal. But I just need to vent because it’s been bothering me for weeks now.

A lot of people actually say I’m in good shape and that I should keep it this way but I disagree. Sure, I wanted to gain a little wait but not this much! AND I didn’t want any of that going to my tummy.

I want to have “hit the gym at least 3 times a week” as my new year’s resolution but we all know these resolutions go to the crapper eventually. I’m not really a diet person either so that’s definitely not an option. I eat practically everything edible; the more the chocolate the better, the more the oil the best. Hahahahah…. Yeah, I’m pretty reckless with what I shove down my esophagus.

Oh well, there’s always the Tyra sensibility to make me feel better about myself. I’m fat, SO WHAT?! Say it with me now “Inner beauty, love, family, friendship… Inner beauty… Inner beauty…”

Oh please, who am I kidding.

Ho-ho-ho!

Finally made it home. I'm vacation, yay! Well, actually it's kind of an illegal getaway since I'm calling in sick at work for five straight days but whatev. Ugh.

0kay, before anything else, let me just say that I am stuffed. I swear, stuffed like a goose being force fed to make fois gras. I have been eating like a construction worker out on lunch lately.
I just had Noche Buena with my sister and parents. It's nothing fancy, quite simple actually. Basically, we had spaghetti, 2 kinds of cake (chocolate and choco mocha crunch), brownies flooded with chocolate frosting, grapes and white and red wine. We'll have the ham tomorrow.

We all had a good laugh when Mom got a little tipsy. Me and the parentals downed an entire bottle of White Zinfandel and another red. It's all good, laughing, eating and drinking and stuff. Gotta love the holidays.

No wonder I've been getting FAT lately! And everybody is noticing it. Well, I can't deny it. I'm guilty. Anyone can tell just by looking at my extra-rice lovehandles. Ugh. I fucking hate it. I'm spilling out of my skinny jeans. Somebody needs to get his fat ass back to the friggin' gym.

Anyway, we'll have our second garage sale this Wednesday and I'm spearheading the affair. Last year was great and I'm hoping this year would be better considering my brother and his wife actually sent 95% of the stuff straight from the States. I priced out some of the items today and honestly, there's a lot of great buys there.

I'm still enjoying my vacation. Gawd. It's good to be home. Merry Christmas!

At Least It's Not Drugs

I'm guilty.

I have a sickness, a disorder, a very expensive weakness. Something that has and may put me in more trouble.

I went to the mall today planning to spend around P1,000 for gifts and I ended up spending almost P4,000. Do you still consider that "around" P1,000? I don't. And by the way, the primary purpose was to buy gifts for other people but I spent 30% of the budget on a pair of shoes for me which was completely not in my mental shopping list.

When I was a lot younger, my Aunt, who could alledgedly do palm reading, took a look at the lines of my palms and told me that I will have a lot of money one day but the clincher is since I spend too much, all the money will all go to my fancies in a snap. I now kind of believe her.

I just received my 13th month pay less than a week ago and it's now wiped out. In fact, I spent more than the worth of just my 13th month pay. Waaaaay more.

I am currently trying to brain-wash myelf to think that it's all worth it and that it's all good since I was able to buy gifts for family and friends and for myself.

Gawd.

I'm frivolous. I'm a shopping outlaw. I'm consumerism personified. I feel guilty but... it's so... so... good.

Random Rants

Okay, once again, I've been too caught up with a lot of stuff lately I didn't get enought time to document every detail here.

Inside WOW Cafe at the Ninoy Aquino International Airport - I swear I'm not emo.

But anyway, let's review the past weeks shall we?

First, our pet fish died. He's an arwana (is that how you spell it?) fish and he's over 5 years old so I guess if he didn't die because he hasn't been eating, he died of old age. Or maybe both? I dunno. The damn fish has been pulling a Nicole Richie for 2 months. For now, he's out of the aquarium and into freezer until we figure out what to do. You can't really flush a 2-foot fish down the toilet can you?

I am soooooo ecstatic about going home. Thanks to my great brother, I now have roundtrip tickets for a 9-day trip back to my hometown, Roxas City and an overnight stop-over in Iloilo City where I studied college. I am so loving it. I hope nothing fucks this up no and I hope I'm not jinxing it because I desperately need a break. Ugh.

I have a new housemate. Well, actually, housemates. But I don't want to talk about that. Whatev.

Ohmigod, can you believe it's already December? Santa's breath is in the air y'all. And I haven't done my christmas shopping yet. Jeez, I better get my hands on that thirteenth month pay at work so I can get into the christmas shopping frenzy pronto! Gawd, listen to me. Poverty sucks.

I'm still considering quitting work but not until next year (I think). I need to find a great new job first that will let me spoil myself and give me free shit all the time. Summit Publications are you reading this?

I've been up for 18 hours and I look like a hot mess. It's time for another facial. Gawd, I hate my skin. And oh, by the way, I think I gained wait slash got fat. My gut is disgusting. You see, I've been staying at my Aunt's place lately and I guess they've been taking care of me really well.

'Til next time.

Plumbing 101

OMG I'm a plumber! One of these crazy days, don't be surprised if you see my number written on scrap plywood nailed on a post or hung on a wall.

Time to say bye-bye!

Okay, everything started over a week ago when the faucet in the bathroom started to leak. If I were home and something like that happens, I'd simply tell Papa about it and he would have it fixed that same day, or I wouldn't even have to tell him about it at all, he's quite meticulous about those things.

But I'm not really at home am I? So, not knowing how to get it fixed, I called this building's admin. Apparently, the association fee doesn't cover plumbing services unless it's in common areas. Whatever.

One of the security guards gave me this guy's number and I called him up immediately. I expected to shell out about P200-350 for a simple plumbing service. But no, this guy basically said that since he does a lot of plumbing for residents of the building, he'll charge P600 "only". I was like, "Are you fucking kidding me? Since when did plumbers get as expensive as doctors? Jeezes, that's like a good scarf and some socks or a nice shirt or a pair sunnies." But of course I didn't really say that out loud. Anyway, I told him I'll just call him again once I've decided. He actually got quite disappointed saying he came all the way from Sampaloc (I'm in Malate), which, to be honest, I don't know where is. So I just gave him P40 for gas since he drives a motorcycle and he scrammed.

New Faucet (at the left): "Move over old bitch."

When I told my parents about this, they were quite appaulled as well and my dad told me to just try fixing it myself.

"Well hello there!"

Stuff under the lavatory

All done in 5 minutes!

And that's exactly what I did this morning. That plumber guy told me the faucet itself is broken so it needs to be replaced. So I had my water supply turned off last night and took out the broken faucet. This morning after work, busted faucet in tow used as a sample, I went to the hardware store and bought a new one. It cost me P400. I'm not sure if it's too much but it's definitely better than paying an additional P600 just to have someone twist and turn some stuff under the lavatory. So yeah, to cut it short, I did it and it's working perfectly now.

Voila!

What do you think?!!! Gawd, I'm so proud! Ma, Pa, are you reading this?!