I Deserve A Break

I flunked school.

Just kidding. I passed, thank goodness! It's been bothering me for days. Yesterday, I went to school and finally found out that somehow, I made it through. Most of us barely passed, though. I wasn't 100% convinced because the grades have not been uploaded online yet so I just had to take a picture. That's how stressful it has been. I never thought Advertising would be such a taxing subject. It didn't have to be, actually. Now that I'm pretty much done with the subjects, I just need to do my thesis/advertising plan, which sound oh so exciting, I know.

Anyway, I've obviously been busy lately. I'm wearing different hats for work. Hopefully, it all works out fine. I do need to get away really soon, though; as in a real vacation.

Also, what the fuck is up with this heat?! Seriously. It makes me want to run to the beach even more.

'Til next time!

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Workout Music

Here's the new theme song of my life.

My friends and I were in Dillingers last night and this song played! You know I almost lost my shit. I didn't get to get up and dance though. It didn't seem right, even after three bottles of beer.

Anyway, this song is also one of my favorite workout tracks. Yup, I went to the gym yesterday after almost a year of negligence. I think I've mentioned several times that I don't really enjoy working out that much but thanks to my updated playlist, getting fit was a little more enjoyable.

Here are other songs that keep me going on the treadmill:

Cliché - Hey Champ
Sweet Nothing - Calvin Harris feat. Florence Welch
Clarity - Zedd feat. Foxes
Safe and Sound - Capital Cities

Here's to good health and great music!

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Detox

Breakfast, lunch, dinner, snack.

As much as I wanted to, I couldn't go out of town because a. none of my friends can go with me, b. I don't drive and taking public transport is a bitch at these times, and c. I'm trying to save money. When life gives you lemons, you make lemonade, right? Well, I'm taking that quite literally. Since I'd be holed up in this apartment for a few days, I thought it would be the perfect opportunity for a cleanse, which is something I've been meaning to do for quite some time now.

My boss does it and another colleague has done it so why can't I? It's good for the body and with all the stuff I've been shoving down lately, it's exactly what I need. I'm doing the Master Cleanse and it has been a little over 24 hours since the last time I had solid food. It's basically just lemonade with grade B maple syrup and natural cayenne pepper. It doesn't exactly sound appetizing but it's bearable, refreshing even, especially in the morning.

Apparently, the spicy lemonade alone is not enough to flush out the contents of your stomach so this morning, I've also decided to do the Salt Water Flush. I could have taken laxative or decaf tea last night instead but salt is just more accessible. It tastes horrible but I it did bring me a little closer to the beach. And my gawd, did it do the flushing. Seriously. Here's a piece of advice if you're doing the Salt Water Flush, if you think you're going to fart, run to the toilet because it's not a fart.

I intend to do this until tomorrow, Saturday, so I hope I make it through. I've been fantasizing about actual food since yesterday, especially when my housemate gave me a plateful of pasta, but I haven't given in so far.

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Lenten Suckrifice

Unlike some people I know, I haven't been really been one to avoid meat in observation of Lent. I think the only time I succeeded was about two Fridays ago.

Today, I may have made the biggest sacrifice for the season. Well, it's not exactly to honor the catholic church's teachings but I'm sure the new pope would be proud of me. Call me an old maid, an old fart, a virginal hypocrite or you can call me wise.

He's cute, fit and has a very good job. He actually reminds of me of The Chef, if not better looking. They're also about the same age. It's too bad we couldn't agree. Maybe I was too demanding and conservative. But it just didn't seem worth the paranoia that's likely to occur afterwards.

I'm probably going to regret this. Maybe not. Gawd, I hope not. In any case, have a meaningful Holy Week--with or without meat.

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Bed Devirgination

Well, last night was fun. In fact, I'm still reeling from all the debauchery.

My good friend from high school, Luke, was visiting from Cebu for the weekend so I decided to bring along my fairy-weather friend Erin because I thought they would get along well. Luke, having been an openly gay guy since back in the day, has been quite active and there's no one else I know who would do a better job at showing him, or us, around than Erin, a card-carrying Manila gay scene extraordinaire.

I thought it would only be the three of us. I thought we'd only have dinner then perhaps dessert and call it a night. Little did I know that Alfie, also a good straight guy friend from high school who's now based here in Manila, would also be there. He actually picked up Luke from the airport. Later on, his ex, who's now, apparently, a pussy-loving lesbian, followed.

Everyone seemed to be in the mood to go out last night. It was payday Friday after all. Another set of good friends from grad school were also in Greenbelt and were cool enough to drop by to say hi.

Moments later, Luke, who was turning 27 at midnight, said he wanted to go to a gay club to celebrate. I was not surprised at all but I naturally tried to counter the idea. I lost so off we went to Bed in Malate. Yes, including Alfie.

First of all, I can't say that I was completely against the idea. I pretty much knew it was bound to happen so I've had some time to think about it. It's probably not a big deal but for me who's a Bed virgin, it's quite significant. Good thing Alfie and his ex were there. I realized I wouldn't be the only one alienated in case things get too crazy. Yes, I was being paranoid.

We arrived a few minutes before one o'clock so the club wasn't packed yet. What convinced me to go was Erin's testimony of the club's strict non-smoking regulation. True enough, it didn't reek of cigarette smoke so I liked that. There were three go-go boys entertaining the crowd for most of the night. It was nice--they all had rip bodies-- but it got old after a while.

The club is pretty simple. I like that it's quite dark so it's more conducive to dancing in that sense. The biggest let-down for me though was the music. Ugh. I don't get it. Maybe the crowd that frequents the place just prefers remixed pop songs? It's not like I could do anything about it so I tried to have a good time just the same.

Now, for the juicy stuff; I spotted a few eye-candies but given the limited lighting, I couldn't be 100% accurate. There were definitely some head-turners in that crowd, though, especially when it got more packed at 2am. Some were looking at some of us, I could sense, while each of us were looking at someone who was looking at someone else. You know that cycle. There were some guys of course were brazen enough to actually come up to strangers and express interest verbally. One of them was Bryan who hit on me at the bar. After claiming his drink, he turned to face me and held out his left hand like I was supposed to clasp it with mine. It reminded of those awkward hand gestures that straight guys are so notorious for.

"Hi, I'm Bryan. What's your name?" he said while standing close to me with a polite smile.

He was okay-looking I guess although Luke and Erin said he was actually cute. It was dark and all that fog made it difficult to make out his face. I do remember being slightly taller than him and I think he was wearing a plaid shirt layered over a dark-colored tee.

"James," I said nicely trying desperately to suppress any nervousness. His hand was waiting for mine so I obliged. It was barely a shake-hand as it was more of a gentle squeeze from his part.

"I think you're cute," he said.

"Thanks!" I responded with a curt smile.

Probably sensing that I wasn't interested, he left and proceeded to hit on other guys I think. Erin said he saw the guy vomiting in the restroom moments later. Poor guy. Bad Luck Bryan much?

Another highlight of the night was this drag performance which recreated that legendary 'Like A Virgin' number from the VMAs starring Britney, Cristina and Madonna That was entertaining and come to think of it, that was such an appropriate song for me.

A few minutes after that, we decided to leave. It was almost 3:30 when the go-go boys were at it again and the club was still very much alive. It's interesting how everyone was observing everyone; some were discreet while others took no shame in making it apparent that they're on the prowl. It's exciting if not a little unnerving.

We capped off the night by walking a few blocks for a bite. I had a good time. I think we all did. Will I be back? I don't know. I'm still a little paranoid I think. I'm just glad I finally got to experience it. And hello, Bryan gave me enough validation to last me for about two and a half days!

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Why Jennifer Lawrence Should Hang Out with Mila Kunis

Don't you love it when celebrities loosen up and say whatever they want to say during an interview?

Watch Mila Kunis do exactly that during an interview with awkward cutie Chris Stark.

And of course there's this now infamous Jennifer Lawrence post-Oscar win press conference.

Do we love them or what?

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Dear Friend

No, I haven't been living under a rock. In fact, like Charlie said in 'The Perks of Being Wallflower', I've been busy out there participating. That's not to say I've enjoyed every minute of it. I've actually been too busy with school and work that I got sick for two weeks--I'm still coughing but I'm taking meds so hopefully, I'll be in fighting form again real soon.

One of the things that have been stressing me out was this presentation we had for Advertising class. It was a mess. Our group fell apart. I'm really hoping I don't but there's a possibility that I'll flunk this. Fuck.

As for work, it's not so bad. We went out of town two weeks ago to shoot our cover and fashion spread. It was absolutely draining but my gawd, it was fun and even inspiring. We had two models, one of whom was a 16-year old Russian, alien-esque stunner who didn't miss a beat in front of the camera. She was working it from morning to late afternoon. I can't wait for the photos to come out.

It just occurred to me recently that it has already been a year since my parents left to live in the US. We talk once or twice every week but I never stop missing them. How time flies indeed.

Speaking of time, what do you know, we're on the last month of the first quarter of the year. Summer is here! I have some plans but we'll see how things pan out. I have to get healthy again before anything else.

So there.

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A Night of Exes

Today is the birthday of my ex-girlfriend. I know. Shut up. We're friends.

This evening, Erin and I met up for dinner which turned into a very late one because he didn't show up until past 9! We hung out at Mary Grace briefly then walked to the food trucks between Glorietta and Shang. While waiting for our food, I spotted this guy I talked to once or twice before over BBM. No big deal. Then, on my way back to our table, I practically literally bumped into that (part-time) model I used to go on dates with. I always thought he was such a nice guy so I attempted to say hi but he looked away. That was strange, I thought. I don't remember doing anything to him to be ignored. I just know that we're too different from each other, that's why it didn't work out. I had a feeling I'm going to see him again and true enough, I did when were walking out of the area and he looked away again! I know he saw me. He was with a guy, who could be his boyfriend, but really? No 'Hi' or even a quick nod?

It really boggled me. I'm still wondering--not because I'm attracted to him but because I just expected more from him. Or maybe this is guilt.

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V Day Simplicity

I'm not well yet. But I did go to the office today because I'm sick of being home feeling sick.

From my boss.

After work, I went out of town with someone special for a romantic dinner date.

Just kidding. I bought congee and enjoyed my take-out dinner alone at home. :)

I hope you had a good Valentine's Day.

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Ill

Hello. I'm sick. No, it's not even because it's Valentine's Day tomorrow. I like to think I'm over that. I've been sick for a week now and I hate it. I've had to miss work for several days. It wasn't until yesterday that I went to the doctor and my X-ray result wasn't as good as I had hoped. I really, really want to get well. There's so much on my plate right now it's not even funny.

There's a lot of writing that needs to be done and I haven't started yet so I'll leave my story-telling to these random pictures from Feb. 2 onwards.

No, I didn't get a blood test. Accident.

The best mushroom soup from Mary Grace.

A meaningful night with friends at Nipa Hut.

Please translate.

My new toy from my sister.

Wish me well, yeah? Thanks!

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What Matters

Oh, how time flies indeed. One moment it's just Christmas then before you know it, it's almost Valentine's Day!

I'm currently in my hometown for a wedding. I'm flying back to Manila tomorrow though so it's a really quick trip. I didn't even bother to have checked luggage on the way here. That's a first. I'm here for a high school friend's wedding which is quite incredible. It doesn't seem so long ago when we were practically kids running around the campus grounds getting our uniforms soiled. Then there were those nights when we'd go out drinking and dancing like it's all that mattered.

Last night, our group got together to celebrate. We were drinking and dancing just like the old times. It was fun.

We're still the same people, still the same friends but it's definitely not high school anymore.

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Battle Wounds

Last Friday, I finally got to wear the shoes I bought last month. I was so excited. I was so in love with them!

But as with some unfortunate love affairs, this one left me in so much pain. I couldn't walk properly the whole day. By the time I got home, I was already wounded.

There's really no one to blame but myself, though. When I tried them on, I already realized they're not the most comfortable kicks. But I didn't mind it of course thinking it wouldn't be that bad. I guess there are just things that you haphazardly do thinking it's all going to be worth it.

I don't know when I'll get to wear these shoes again. It's a shame because I got tons of compliments that day. Maybe once my left heel recovers, which, I hope will be as soon as this Thursday.

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Best. Lyrics. Ever.

Obsessed with this song right now.

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First Date

So this is what it's like. I've already forgotten how it felt until I was practically shaking while waiting in the restaurant. He was late. When he finally arrived, there's that relief upon learning that he looks even better in person. Yes, even with the styes he warned me about. Let's call him Dr. W. Great skin, nice smile and I love his fingers. There was awkward silence at several points. Good thing the food wasn't bad. But halfway into the date, I already sensed that it's not going to work out. I wish we had more chemistry. Even the live music didn't save it--and to think they played Moon River, which happens to be one of my most favorite songs. After the short dinner, we walked around the area. Our arms brushed against each other and there were chuckles here and there but it just didn't seem good enough. The cold weather would've made the night nicer but it just made it exactly that, cold.

Upon saying goodbye, we shook hands. Mr. W's palm was so soft it was killing me. I wanted to look back but I didn't and just kept walking until I literally got lost, yet gain, in QC.

I should do this more often.

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New Year Surprise

Wow. Just a week into the new year and I've already been blessed incredibly.

Yesterday, after working as a probationary employee for less than five months, I was offered regular employment... and a promotion. I had to make a minor negotiation so I didn't sign the revised contract until today.

I must be doing something right here. It's really amazing how much my bosses trust me. What's even more amazing, though, is how my career has changed in only a few months. I'm certainly not yet in the place where I want to be but I have a good feeling I'm on my way there. It's going to take a lot to get there, I know, but it sure feels good to finally have even the slightest direction in my life.

This makes me almost forget how broke I am right now.

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Ending and Beginning

Small town, big dreams.

.I wish your 2013 is starting out well. Mine? It's alright. I'm still on vacation but I'm scheduled to fly back to Manila tomorrow. My parents' absence here makes leaving easier but I still wish I could stay longer. I'm starting to feel jobless, though; no work and no money. I'm so poor it's not even funny. It doesn't help that very, very few establishments here accept credit cards.

I saw a cutie at the bank today. We locked eyes when he was on his way out. He had this grin. I'm not saying he's attracted to me but I'm certainly interested. Why did it have to happen less than 24 hours before my departure?It's been a fun time. I've been eating a lot, I was able to reunite with old friends, bonded with the kids and spared myself from any chores. Oh, and I played in the rain yesterday with two kids. It was fun and liberating until I sensed a couple of people staring and judging me.

I can't help but long for more mornings of sleep, afternoons at the beach, dinners with loved ones and late nights watching 'Armageddon' or 'Minute To Win It'. But the time has come; the end of my holiday. It's the start of a new year too. Time to go back to work. I understand the months ahead promise a lot of potential but I'm not going to join everyone else and map out 2013 with a year's worth of resolutions and wishes. Besides, I have to pack.

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Viva 2013

Happy New Year, bitchez!

Do you like my V Magazine cover? I know.

Have fun!

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Pictionary: Anvaya My Lord

It was my first time to go to Bataan. On the same trip, I played my first game of Monopoly. The first time I saw the beach, I was already captivated. It was serene, quiet and just secluded. The place is soothingly beautiful.

Instead of having a typical Christmas party, my bosses decided we go out of town instead. Too bad one of them couldn't go. It was a really fun trip, nonetheless. We stopped by Subic to get some essentials (read: booze) and some lunch on the way to Bataan. I've been to Subic, Pampanga and Bulacan before but I never realized the way is so scenic until now. I love the greenery, the meadows, the mountains, and even the dry river in Porac which was once the disaster site during a volcanic eruption.

I honestly didn't expect a lot from Anvaya Cove. The website doesn't do the place justice. The property is massive, well-maintained, and although very laid back, packs a lot of activities and attractions so it's never boring. The food is good too and the service is nice and quick. And can I just say, a lot of the staff are easy on the eyes. I wish I took a picture of Gerry, the trainee at the restaurant.

It was such a relaxing yet eventful trip. When we headed back to Manila, we saw some monkeys on the highway in Subic. Our boss also brought us to this Mexican place in Pampanga called Iguana's (formerly Zapata's) where I had the most memorable Mexican meal. It deserves a totally different post.

What an indulgent, cool, fun trip that was. It made going back to the city very difficult.

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Yuletide Blues

Christmas is just never the same without family. I'm home but it doesn't feel like it. I've been really waiting for the nice, fuzzy feeling this season brings to settle in but it just hasn't happened yet. It sucks. I miss my family so much.

It's cool though. I got this.

Noche Buena

There's really still a lot to be thankful for though. Also, I've been bitching about how stressful shopping has been but I really like handing out gifts to loved ones--kids, especially.

Oh well. I may not achieve that same nice feeling I remember enjoying as as a kid but I'm certainly having a moment, thanks to The Carpenters.

Happy Holidays!

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Holiday Break

Vacation has finally started and there's no better way to kick it off than by frolicking at the beach.

Just two days of debauchery.

No, it's not Boracay (again), thank goodness.

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