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Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Meeting His ‘Wicked’ Sister

 

Hello Gorgeous Reader!

I guess most or all of my followers are followers of “The Most Awesome Blog Title Ever” whose writer is my boyfriend’s sister.

She recently wrote a blog to promote my blog-site

"Wicked Sister Meet's Brother's Girlfriend"

I guess I could recall a lot of awkward moments when I’m around my boyfriend’s family. Specially that we met as total strangers with only one common friend.

 

The day I met his sister:

I had been asking him about his family since he had already met mine for couple of times. One day, I received a text message from him saying that he wants me to have lunch at his place with his sisters. The first thought  I had was ‘OMG!’. I probably checked myself at every mirror on the way to his place [yes, including the parked car’s windows]. Probably lost 30 strands of hair from fixing it over and over. Bruised my lip from biting it out of nervousness. When I finally saw his sister, I secretly collapsed in my head…. While we ate, I tried my very best to eat as quietly as possible; sat like a military man and chewed like a poised lady. I looked in only two directions; up and down.

The day I met his parents:

It was his birthday. He said we’d drop by the church before having lunch at his place with his family. I was late as usual. I think I changed my clothes 7 times before leaving. (Not to mention bathing for two hours.) Before we entered the door to his house, I froze for 5 seconds that he had to tug my hand. And there I was… wearing pink blouse and white skirt. My hair tied in place with a white scarf-like cloth. I wore pink ballet flats and held a pink purse. And there they were… in their plain house clothes! (OMG!) I could tell how over-dressed I was by the way they looked at me… ~_~

The day we went to a wedding:

He invited me to be in his cousin’s wedding. It was the first wedding he was invited to ever since we were together. I learned my lesson this time. I didn’t over dress ^_^ I sat near the aisle beside his sister. I’ve seen them a couple of times already so I wasn’t as nervous as I used to be. When the wedding started, I looked at him standing near the groom and looking like the man of my dreams smiling back at me… my heart just melted…. Then his sister spoke to me… she said “You know when my brother gets married, I’m really gonna cry… Because his new wife would take him away from us”  I choked and smiled awkwardly… O_o

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But you know, it’s not all that bad. I also have two brothers and I equally act awkward around their girlfriends. And… I think I’d also be kind of emotional when they get married….

I guess the best consolation is the fact that I can rest assured that if I marry this guy I’m sure to have decent looking kids because he does come from a family of good-looking people who are decent and act the way they feel around me.

I’d rather have a ‘wicked’ boyfriend’s sister act the way she does; than have someone act completely pleasant around me and talk crap behind my back. Wouldn’t you?

 

How about you gorgeous reader? Have you had awkward moments like me?

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Life’s Little Ironies: Ice Cream

Hello Gorgeous Reader!

I’d like to share this photo with you…

I was out at a photo copying shop busily filling out a hand-full of papers. It was 10am and I haven’t had any food yet. However, I was more concerned about my job than my stomach being empty.

I tried to keep my balance with all the things I was carrying to wipe the sweat on my face as the shop’s air-conditioner was broken.

As I anxiously waited for the papers being copied, I looked through the glass door to see this….

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Wednesday, August 24, 2011

It Starts Now!


Hello Gorgeous Reader!
If you have read my past blogs, you’d probably be getting an impression that I’m a bit pessimistic… Well, I guess there could be some sense to that.
You see, most of the time I tend to over think before deciding on something (especially when cash is involved   O_o ).
Usually I’d tell myself “well, you have this amount to buy this particular thing you want… but what if you save more so that you can buy something better?”
In many aspects of my life, I’ve put-off a lot of things that I’ve been wanting to do. Things like studying post grad, traveling , hobbies, or even meeting friends.
Lately I’ve come to realize that things aren’t going to get any cheaper. Everything will eventually just get pricier. The only thing that’s wasted is time.
So I’ve decided to stop planning and start doing. It starts NOW. Not tomorrow, not later, and not soon but NOW.
Last weekend, I started one of the many hobbies that I wanted to do; Painting. With encouragement from my inspiration, I bought a couple of things for this hobby. (yes, I’ve been wanting to buy these things for years!)
painting kit
Oh I felt like a child opening presents on Christmas morning when I unpacked the shopping bag. I was so excited that they seemed to sparkle in my eyes. (LOL)
Then I went on to try them out. Here’s my trial painting…
(please don’t judge ^_^ I’m just an amateur)
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Anyway, what I’m trying to say is that; I really felt a child-like sense of happiness from this experience. It kind of made me think that happiness doesn’t necessarily have to come from having expensive things. They come from being able to do what you love doing.

How about you? Do you have hobbies or plans that you’ve been putting off? Why?

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Ooops I lied!

Hello Gorgeous Reader!

I just would like to share with you a very peculiar and awkward incident that I experienced almost a week ago...


I happened to be on an outside office business for my job. As I was on my way to another location, I bumped into a familiar face from my college years. I knew this person because he was the baggage guy from school. (You have to deposit your things before you enter the library).

Well I tried to be polite and respond with a greeting when he greeted me on the street. He asked me what company do I work for (because I was wearing uniform). I answered and asked back 'well how about you?' (trying to be polite again). He was like "oh just this hotel" trying to sound disinterested. "Wow, that's great" ['thinking to myself': for a baggage guy'].

Then starts the awkwardness....

He asked what provider do I use on my cellphone. I was like "oh this other line" (hoping to discourage him from asking my number) The most horrible words came from his mouth "can I have your number?" ['thinking to myself': shit! what do I do?] I was like.. "oh... okay, but you know I don't really text that much... so I hope you won't get offended if I don't text back" He said, "okay, what's your number?" I automatically replied, number number number... [oh, shit why the heck did I give my number!?] Then, I said, okay bye I have to go.

Then even more awkwardness...

He said, "can I come with you?" [what the hell are you talking about?] I was stunned for a moment because I thought it was creepy of him to ask. Then I said "I'm actually in the middle of work right now..." And right on cue, a jeepney just rolled by through the curve. [yes!] "Oh this is my ride, bye". I almost jumped and ran towards the jeepney entrance. When I finally sat down into the jeep I felt so relieved... [gosh... that guy was wayyyy creepy!]

When I looked back to see if I escaped from that creep... he was sitting right next to me in the jeep!! [my GOSH! can I please jump off this jeep right now?!]

"umm, what are you doing here?" "oh I said, I was going to go with you" he replied. "I said I was working." I replied firmly. (the jeep started to go) "oh, I didn't catch your name. what name will I put on my phonebook for your number?" [WHAT?] "what? you don't even know my name? And you asked for my number? Oh come on...." "I forgot your name..." he sheepishly replied. "So, what's your name?" he insisted.



Do you know... (I then enumerated a couple of my classmates names)... He said that a few of those names sounded familiar. I enumerated a couple more names. Then, I said "oh you know that last name that I said... that's me [that was NOT me]" I laughed. He totally believed it! LIE #1 [oh crap, I gave my old classmate's name to this bozo]

Looking out the jeepney, he asked "where is this place?". I replied "this is the way to where 'I'm going' you should get off the jeep on this curve" It seemed liked he wasn't listening. "I'll pay your fare." he said. I automatically replied "no, I'm fine. I have my own money." He took his wallet and opened it wide so that I could see the bills tucked inside (there was a 1 thousand bill) "oh, I didn't realize  that I don't have change". He chuckled. [GET LOST CREEP!!! : I thought to myself.]

"You really don't know me do you?" I chuckled too. "By the way, I gave you the wrong number" [it was my real number in fact] "that should be a 2 instead of a 5..." LIE #2 [sorry creep but I just couldn't stand the thought of giving you my number]. He said "oh thanks" (I suppose he thought to himself that I changed my mind because of his 1 thousand bill) "What do you do for a living by the way?" he asked. LIE #3 "I'm and auditor... you know I audit stuff.. " [wrong! I don't even know what the heck an auditor does] LOL!...

"Can I go with you to where you're going?"
Me: "no".
"Can we hang out sometimes?"
Me: "no".
He continued to ask more questions which I monotonously answered with "no"

[gosh how long will this creep keep talking to me?]

FINALLY, he recognized another person inside the jeep and started talking to that other person instead.

 And when he got off the jeep... it was as though the heavens opened and the skies shined down on me~ ^_^

Monday, August 1, 2011

Are You Satisfied?

Hello Gorgeous Reader!

Here I am again sitting in a dim lit room and trying to contemplate on my life. Well, this thought all started with a question I raised in a seminar facilitated by a colleague at work. A striking statement from the seminar went this way - "When you are able to do all that you've planned for the day; you will be satisfied"

I plan my day like this:
Wake-up
Work
Get home and do a little chore
Surf the net
Sleep

I asked the facilitator "Why is it that I've done all that I planned to do yet I'm still unsatisfied with my day?"

I really meant to say, "I'm still unsatisfied with my life..."

This feeling has been growing on me the past few days, no... the past few weeks, no... the past few months or years rather.

I really strive not to be the pessimistic type of person, but I do feel lost at times. I could say that I've lived by the rules. By rules subliminally mandated to me by other people and some which I had to live by. Which I enforced to myself like a jail-guard.

No to allergen food, no drinking, no gaining weight, no late-night outs, no clubbing (I swear not even once), not too much texting, and the list goes on and on... In fact, I've learned the skill to dodge people as well.

Now my world is so narrow that I could basically plan every single day just like my example above. So, yes, I have done whatever I planned to do...

But enacting plans don't always sum up to happiness...

I look at my past and I could say that I have done what I wanted to do... I have done what is expected of me.

So I finished a four year college degree in four years... So what? College undergrads make more money than I do working at call centers.

So I don't drink alcoholic beverages nor smoke... So what? I still feel like crap everyday!

So I tried to do give and do things right to be a good role-model (whatever the hell that means)... So what? That didn't make my parents love me.

I totally feel like Casper right now... like a ghost trapped in a hollow house.



Anyway... I'll be turning 25 in 3 months... So, what would you suggest that I do with my life to make it "satisfying"? O_o