Archive for March, 2009

  • I’m lovin EBAY

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    Scored a Smashbox cream eyeliner for P485 – retail price is P1,000. I can’t wait to try it out!

    I always get the really good deals on Ebay…although admittedly, a few times I’ve been outbid by 30 bucks or so, only because I was disciplined enough not to shell out a larger amount for the item.

    Now, the only items missing in my make up kit -

    • a proper metal case for all the make up I’ve hoarded in the last few months,
    • the coastal  scents eyeshadow sets,
    • and the 20-pc make up brush set I’ve been eyeing since last year.

    I like putting on make up, it’s a fun substitute to painting!

  • just babbling

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    The important thing is this: To be able at any moment to sacrifice what we are for what we could become. - CHARLES DUBOIS

    At 27 years old, I’ve had my share of changes that either propelled me to a better state or didn’t do anything for my well being (not all change is growth, as not all movement is forward…)

    I’m in the middle of a revolution. And I can’t help but wonder if I’m going to make it.

    Maybe I’m being my usual negative self again, thinking of limitations, instead of asking “why not?”. Can’t blame me though, I live in the Philippines where ideals are either unsupported or completely shelved. Negativity is second nature to me, and it’s only my better half who helps me get out of it. I wonder, is it second nature to man to dislike  change? Following Charles Darwin’s Evolution Theory, why are we so unreceptive to change? or did i screw up my science lessons and completely misunderstood the Darwin?

    Ugh, changes changes, there’s always an upheaval in this crazy universe of mine, I should be used to it. or I’m getting too old to adjust.


  • SWAK – sealed with a kiss

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    From the Police Report made by the courteous people of MMDA(Guadalupe):

    The right side front section of Veh-1 was struck by the left side mid section of Veh-2 after the latter allegedly veered towards the lane traversed by the fomer. Both sustained damages, as a result.

    Great, as if naman “damages” ang matatawag sa “scraped body sticker”, as compared to my “broken garnish chrome, fender/bumper scratches, and damaged right headlamp”

    Sana man lang benz or lamo yun.. none-bulok vehicle.. but Nooo, Viktor had to have his first time(and hopefully LAST) with a friggin’ jeepney. I feel like singing close-up’s new jingle that’s getting too much airplay nowadays… all together now! the closer I get to touching you…

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    To all the feeling righteous there, I’m not being matapobre  (oh why did i get hit by  a jeepney), my irritation stems from the fact that MOST jeepneys plying Edsa don’t have insurances… so all the expenses for the car repair goes to ME (and my insurance of course)…

    What made this accident dreadful was…

    • The fact I had stopped when I felt what he was planning to do – unfortunately, the driver was either blind (as he did not see me on his sidemirror… duh, ang laki ng sidemirror mo tsong), deaf (since I had furiously honked at him to stop what he was about to do, but he did it anyway), and over all not a good driver (make a U-Turn dammit, but know how to calculate distances!). It was similar to watching a car crash in slow motion – except it was MY VIKTOR getting swiped by the jeep. They say it takes 2 to tango, but in this case, I maintain my innocence. If I had NOT stopped, then I guess it’s partly my fault, but I stopped, I had honked a hundred times, but he ignored every warning/signal. Haay.
    • The driver of the jeepney, named Jacobo, had already confessed in his statement  “nasagi ko…” then when I talked to the operator of the jeep (the one who owns the jeep), the driver said the reverse(but naturally…) He said, Viktor (my car if you still don’t get it) had hit the jeepney and not the other way around. Wow men, time space warp, ngayon din!  I had called the operator to tell him of the incident and how we were just waiting for the police report and the estimate of damages (I’m not really sure if they’ll pay up…if they don’t my karma orbs will get them…)

    I had so many plans that day – Photography seminar c/o of cheftonio, shopping at greenhills, massage, and night out with my dear friends, but had to drop everything because I was too tired, stressed, traumatized, and yeah, I  kinda looked like shit from crying.

    On the bright side, I learned what to do during car accidents (not get hysterical hahaha),  how to write a decent “salaysay”, and how to assert yourself when the situation calls for it. Also, learned there was an MMDA office near Guadalupe, they didn’t have aircon in that office (ugh), and they’re a good bunch.

    P25k worth of Learning Experience. This is some shit they don’t teach in school.

  • Are you a BSer?

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    One of my favorite sites in the world is BNET.com – they feature articles, run podcasts, create videos and tutorials on management issues hounding the work place. Tons of information, articles from popular business writers/book authors, and the fact that it’s free (well not entirely free, you should have an account with them..) makes it my go-to-site whenever confronted with problems at the office (and boy, do I have a lot…)

    Anyway after that wonderful plug, I was doing my regular reading today and browsed their article “Why BSers Get Ahead” and haha, was I laughing my ass off at the office. Take a look:

     

    BSers get ahead. It’s a fact of business life. Here’s how it works, the downside of being a BSer, and 10 common characteristices for you to recognize them.

    When I was a young engineer at Texas Instruments, I quickly learned that accepting responsibility is the way up the corporate ladder.

    If you boldly say, “Yes sir, I can do that, no problem,” then scramble like crazy to figure out what to do, your responsibility increases.

    But if you whine, “Well, I can try, but I don’t really have any experience with [fill in the blank], so I’ll have to take some time to learn …,” you might as well say, “No thanks, boss” and save everyone the trouble. 

    So I learned to BS. Of course, I got the job done in the end. That’s because I’m a relatively intelligent and resourceful BSer. If you can’t deliver, on the other hand, the house of cards comes crashing down. I guess that’s what happened to the likes of WorldCom’s Bernie Ebbers, the poster boy for dysfunctional CEOs.

    BSers have certain common qualities, which I’ll list here to help you identify them (as if you really need help):

    • Nearly limitless charm and charisma
    • Ability to sell ice cubes to an Eskimo
    • Will stop at nothing to get attention
    • Climb the corporate ladder like jungle monkeys
    • As dysfunctional as the Pope is catholic
    • Remarkably skewed self image
    • Attention span of a flea
    • Grandiose visions 
    • Deep-seated inferiority complex
    • Sees life as a zero-sum-game they must win

     

    Somehow I can identify with a few qualities, so I’m not so sure about myself being BSer. However, now that I think about it, who isn’t one? We all make moves in the office to get ahead, and in the corporate world (actually, even in a start up company), you’ll encounter a few people who BS their way to the top – somehow they manage, while some get their heads chopped. I mean, just look at our government officials? Aren’t they a bunch of BSers? (save for a few good men) and somehow they survive. In fact, if you BS enough, you get elected President (now why is this turning into a political rant)!

    Also, to be truly honest with myself, would I rather be the one giving out the BS? or on the receiving end? Think about it.

  • the pests… ah pets pala hehe :)

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    last dec 24 2008, our dog Pam gave birth to 5 adorable pups, all white with either pink or black noses and paws. We’ve since given away 3 (dearly missed.. not  a day goes by without me thinking of how they are, have they been fed, are they being treated well – heck, they were spoiled here at home), and retained 2 male  puppies, Max and Bruno (my dad says to name them as non-generic as possible so we won’t have anymore incidents where our dogs were named after people we knew/know) 

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    Max (after Max Alvarado) is the carbon copy of the father, Butchoy (a noisy japanese spitz). He is the heaviest among the 5 siblings and has the thickest legs ever. He is very sweet – sleeping at the sofa, he would just lie down on my tummy and watch over me :)

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    While Bruno takes after the mom, Pam(pink nose, light features). Super kulit and favorite of everyone. His eyes are hazel, which makes us think he wasn’t sired by Butchoy hahaha. Issue!

     

    These 2 are the current loves of my life, yes that sounded sad haha but at least it means I am capable of love :)

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