Si Nanay

Saturday morning, there was an unusual buzz in the kitchen.  A familiar voice echoed throughout the house.  It was first impulse to jump out of bed upon seeing my Grandmum peeking at our bedroom screaming "Hello! Good Morning!" It is gonna be a long day. I can't remember when I've last seen her. Do I miss her? I always feel that way, even if she's around. I can still recall those years when I was growing up with her in our neat house by the mountains in Quezon, Mom and Pop working here in Manila. She taught me how to read, do math, wash my clothes, water plants, feed chickens, basically anything a muscular six-year old girl should know about going about her life productively.  She was strict but I was never afraid of her. She made me understand why I was being slapped in the butt and it is getting clearer and clearer as I mature (Nanay, I deserve more whips..). She's not that rigorous a buttslapper anymore, arthritis and all. But she still has that air of authority in her, when she speaks, its always something that would ring in the corners of my head- "Joy, tandaan mo sinabi ko…"

Oh dear.

The other day I was talking to a friend about growing old. I was hit by the mush of it, when I saw an old couple seated beside me inside a bus i was riding to work and they were both wearing aviator shades, laughing together, "naglalamyerda". Such coolness. I wanna be like that.  But you know, my Nanay takes the cake.

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I love you Nanay. 

attack of the underlines

yeah. it sucks.

*edited July 23, 2007 8:44am*

This just goes to show how stupid I am when it comes to the technicalities of the blogging world. Good thing i know someone like Foxyreign!

reiland and bryan

Here I am again, blogging about my pathetic life as a resident cubicle slash internet surfer sneak. Today, I will blog about the people who have been instrumental to the person that I have become. What have I become? Okay, lets just say, birds of the same feather are the same birds.

Presenting The Reiland Bryan Joy Triumvirate.

Before I introduce the two fools, let me just make it clear that I am not a lesbian, nor are those two guys gay, and we definitely are not lovers engaging in threesomes from time to time.

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i want to float forever but isnt that boring?

While I'm here typing, its raining cats and dogs outside and man do i feel happy. Happy in the sense that everybody's going to go home wet and cold later.hehehe. I wasn't able to bring my umbrella though, as my stupid uncle has not returned MY umbrella that he just picked up in our doorstep without actually asking for MY permission. Now I hate to say this because in the past, we owed him roofs over our heads, but because I have to feel better, im saying it anyway: my uncle is a dumbfuck idiot who can't get his manners straight, also, he's stupid.

Moving on.

I have been taking a lot of rests these days. Although irresponsibly at times. I was playing with the fact that I can skip work and not get noticed by my bosses. I was skipping work because there is no work and what am I to do better than just stare at my laptop monitor all day? Skip work. Attendance does not automatically equate with responsibility. But me talking about responsibility is quite a joke.

Anyways. While I was out of the office exploring something else, I was not in any state clearer than I am when I'm sitting in my cube. That or I'm just inclined to keep things to myself, even to newfound friends.  While walking aimlessly inside Gateway mall, i dropped by Fullybooked and bought this book called "Blink" which is a good read, I mean, its a psychology book talking about the realms of the unconscious and subconcious mind. Now that's enough to put your mind in a whirl. But through my flippings i find some validations to my current mind's so called indirection.

So yeah, I'm still at it. Sometimes I wish I know what i was waiting for so I can work on it today. Pretty silly yes, cause more than anyone else, it is I and no one else can tell me what it is. I guess i'm too distracted. I guess i'm more interested about being silly than being ACTIVELY OUT THERE. Blah blah baahh…

blind

 Sometime last weekend a grain of manna has fallen into my hands like grace from up above. Moment I received it, i was walking in the clouds thinking finally, i can pay out my debts without resorting to prostitution.hehe. Nah. I wouldn't incur debts that i know i can't pay in the first place (unlike my dad) and so I was expecting this money to offset my debts and perhaps buy a little something fo r the household. On the first hour of hot moolah in my pocket I was fancying another Enchanted Kingdom trip and splurging on magazines, shoes, out of town trips that aren't called for but for capricious reasons it entered my very shallow mind. It has just to pass my mind you know. Anyway, my sister will need it. She has an upcoming exam this Friday and she has to pay the tuition fee before she can take the exam. When a student pays late, he/she will take a different, more difficult exam.

Naturally I'd say,"ang gago naman ng mga prof niyo, porke ba late lang ng bayad, hihirapan na nila yung exam?" But being too occupied with myself rather than my sister's misery every exam period, I would just say, "ganun talaga eh." And I mean ganun talaga.

i love ice cream

I was turning in late for work for four days in a row. Its getting a drag for me to get out of bed at six in the morning and work isn't  giving me so much for a reason to wake up early which is sad. That can either mean I should find another work which will keep the fire in me burning, or get laid.  Since resigning isn't very feasible at this point in time… hahah! Get laid.

The rainy season makes me sleepy that's all.

7 random facts about me

am not taking this meme seriously. srsly (tagged by foxyreign)

1.) I once went to office without brushing my teeth. Office is in Makati, house is in Cubao. You do the math.

2.) I once flirted with a guy twice my age. Not fun.

3.) I used to sneak on my sibs' rooms and spit on their pillows when i'm angry at them. One of my juvenile quirks. 

4.) I want to have a tattoo and extra ear piercings; I wanna learn how to drive, to ride a bicycle, to swim, to speak chinese/french, travel abroad, taste hongkong streetfoods and meet John Mayer before I die.

5.) I don't get easily irked but you can try naivete and feebleness. Ive enough of that myself, thanks very much. AND oh, when i hear someone speaks in tagalog, and he/she replace the word "ay" with "is." Aww man that's annoying.

6.) I haven't worn a full one-piece dress in my lifetime (a "daster" doesn't count does it?)

7.) I wanna have a rocker-slash-painter-slash-math whiz-slash-normal-guy-at-day boyfriend who doesn't mind being called stupid by moi every now and then.

on spending and saving

I so suck at handling my own money. Payday has just passed and here I am again broke. No savings left in my bank and there's a handful of debts to pay. I blame it on my meager salary AND my shameless attitude to spend more on something that I should have paid for less. I admit that I totally totally lack  self-discipline and I'm so full of myself that I know my friends will always be there for me when I ask them to lend me some dough, and although its cute sometimes, I know that there's a time bomb ticking somewhere between their ears that I have to keep from exploding if i don't want to grow old alone and lonely and broke. Heck,  I really should do something about my spending habits NOW.

Here's the hitch. I know I can save if I put my mind to it. But I lose my mind when I fall inlove with an item on display that before I know it, my week's worth of savings has turned into a purchase receipt. Hence. I SHOULD STAY AWAY FROM MALLS.

There are days that I go on a food binge because i don't know, eating is something I would not, in my lifetime, be guilty of doing. I know its effects, heck, i even know the calories each bite of chicken burger contain but I don't simply give a damn. Not on my weight, and definitely not on my wallet. But the bottomline is, when I ran out of money, i ran after my friends which is what I'm aiming to avoid so before its too late, because I don't want to grow old alone and lonely and broke and fat, I should cut out on excessive snacking and luncheons galore.  To say the least, I SHOULD PREPARE MY OWN BAON.

Oh shit, this is too much. I'm not used to truths being slapped to my face. By myself.