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delivery.ph Last week, matapos ko mag-encash ng check sa BDO sa ADB Avenue ay dumerecho kami ng mga katrabaho ko sa Megamall para maghanap ng kakainan. Nagyaya sila mag Tokyo Tokyo pero sabi ko, baka gusto naman nila sumubok ng iba kase medyo nakakasawa na para sa akin ang lasa ng Tokyo Tokyo. Niyaya ko sila sa Yoshinoya at pumayag naman sila. Medyo mabagal nga lang ang pagdating ng order nung iba sa amin. Mukhang giniling pa nila yung arina na ginamit nila para magawa yung noodles ng pansit kase may pansit yung bento box ng mga kasamahan ko na natagalan ang order. Habang kumakain kami ay may napansin ako na tarpaulin sa may bintana na nagsasabing nagdedeliver ang Yoshinoya ngunit di gaya ng karaniwang delivery services, imbes na telephone number ay website ang nakalagay na impormasyon sa tarpaulin. Sinabi ko sa sarili ko na tatandaan ko yung website na iyon.


Kaninang tanghali, habang abala ang nanay, kapatid at dalawang pinsan ko sa pagchecheck ng mga test paper ng mga estudyante ng nanay ko ay hiniritan ako ng nanay ko na magpa-meryenda daw ako. Gusto daw nila ng halo-halo kaso bawal naman sakin yun kase sinisipon ako. Sabi ng nanay ko banana-q na lang daw, kaso sa kasamaang palad ay tinakasan na naman kami nung isang kapatid namin kaya wala kaming mautusan na bumili ng banana-q. Sabi naman ng kapatid ko, ice cream na lang daw. Kaso nga, walang bibili. Kaya tumunganga kami ng pagkatagal tagal sa kakaisip kung anong bibilhin namin na meryenda. Inabutan na kami ng alas-3 ng hapon, wala pa rin sila naiisip na memeryendahin. Sabi bigla ng nanay ko, burger na lang daw. Eh kaso ayoko naman ng McDo, kase lagi na lang McDo. Sinubukan namin tingnan yung website ng Jollibee kaso wala namang presyo kung ala carte na burger lang. Tapos naisip ko yung Yoshinoya. Problema lang ngayon, hindi ko maalala yung website na nakalagay dun sa tarpaulin ng Yoshinoya. Sorry naman, tao lang. Sa sobrang kabusugan eh nakalimutan ko yung website na nakalagay dun.

Shempre, here comes Google to the rescue. Hinanap ko agad sa Google yung delivery ng Yoshinoya at napadpad ako sa www.delivery.ph. Nagtingin-tingin muna ako sa website at nakita ko na maari palang magpadeliver ng Hot Shots Burger dito sa Marikina. Sinubukan ko gumawa ng account tapos sinubukan ko mag-browse ng mga pwede orderin. Yung ibang items ay may description na makakatulong para sa mga hindi pamilyar sa mga items sa menu pero yung iba ay wala. Tapos napansin ko lang, kahit may Sign In Option ay wala namang Log Out. Wala namang mawawala kung susubukan kaya umorder ako ng 3 Junior Cheese Burger Deluxe at isang Cheese Burger Deluxe. Mayroong 1% na delivery charge at sabi dun sa website ay 30-45 minutes bago dumating ang order ko. Pagkatapos ko mag-submit ng order ko, matapos ng isang minuto ay nag-ring na ang landline namin. Ang nasa kabilang linya ay isang tao mula sa delivery.ph para mag-confirm ng order ko. Matapos ng ilan pang minuto ay tumawag rin ang Hot Shots Burger para muling mag-confirm sa order ko. Matapos ang 30 minuto ay dumating na ang delivery. Medyo mabilis na ito sa aking palagay considering na niluluto lamang nila ang burger kapag ito ay na-order na. Hindi tulad sa KFC na sa hindi malamang dahilan ay inabot ng 45 minutes para magdeliver ng na-order ko kahit na magkasing layo lang naman sila ng Hot Shots. Tumawag pa yung crew nila dahil naubusan daw sila ng cheese kaya kung pwede daw ay dagdagan na lang niya ng gravy iyong Famous Bowl na in-order ko. Pagdating naman dito, hindi ko naman napansin na nadagdagan nga ng gravy yung Famous Bowl.

Eniweis, sa tingin ko mauulit pa ang pag-order ko sa delivery.ph kase wala pa rin kaming katulong ngayon at madalas ay wala na kaming oras para magluto dito. Kaya hello fast food, goodbye savings.    

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Prrty Watch

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pretty watchSince I haven't updated my blog in quite a while, I wasn't quite sure what to write about first. So as a warm up, I'm blogging about my watch. A couple of years ago, my dad gave me this really great looking, blue-faced Fossil watch. After two years of service, it's bracelet sadly broke off and I found a hard time looking for a replacement because its the kind that you have to screw on. Eventually, I gave up looking and decided to make a bracelet of my own. I used denim fabric that I cut off from one of my jeans.

The one in the picture shown on the left is actually the second bracelet I made because the watch ran out of battery a couple of months ago and since I just stitched the bracelet on, I had to cut it off so I could get the battery replaced. Good riddance anyway because it already smelled bad. (Think two-year unwashed jeans) The first one I made had a pocket that is sealed by a big zipper where I keep money and whatever small things that could fit in it. Then I graffitiziced it with fabric paint.


I used denim fabric that I cut off from one of my skirts on the one in the photo. An old pop swatch bracelet was used as a base so this one is better formed than the old one. I used metallic gold colored thread to sew the seams before I teased the sides. Then I decorated it with ready-bought craft materials from the bookstore. Both watches used velcro.

A lot of people often compliment me for my watch and ask me where I buy it. When I tell them I made it they either ask me if they could buy it, or if they could have it. I always say no, but I graciously tell them that I could always make one for them if they provide the materials. That way the design would be personal, and something they would like. It gives me a sense of pride knowing that people appreciate my work. Hee hee

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A Confession and Proposal of sorts

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ryan In all my twenty-four years of existence, I can't remember getting anything I wanted. I've always had to settle for something less - be it a material thing, a status, a title, a condition, even love. Being the pseudo-righteous person that I am, and ever living the values that the Scholastican nuns have taught me, I've always tried to be contented with what life gave me. I continue to find happiness in what those second bests gave me.

Recently, I found something I wanted so bad, that I was willing to break all the barriers I've built around me. His name is Ryan. We've been friends for a couple of years, and I've always liked him. I'd like to think we potentially had something good before, but I was too afraid. You see, he's the kind of guy I've always wanted. Like the uber cool Alienware Aurora that I would gladly sell my soul for. (Yah hear that Satan?) He completes me in ways I could never explain. He understands every bit of me, without even me having to say a word. He's a treasure, and at that time I felt too scared to ruin something good. So I kept mum about the growing affection I had for him, instead I focused on someone dispensable. I kept my distance, because I knew exposing myself to him more could only lead to disaster.

We remained friends, with the occasional flirting to pacify my cravings for him. We've always had something special, and he always remained to be that amazing thing I want but is too lazy/dumb to work for it. Much like that HTC Touch I always look at whenever I'm at the cellphone store at the mall, but never had the courage to come inside the store and ask about it. I just know I can't afford it, and I was too lazy to work for it. And if for some reason I was able to buy it, I would probably just break or lose it. He was special, and I put him up on a pedestal, with pretty lights blinking around just for kicks.


I'm an independent and liberal minded woman who's been in a string of relationships in the past. Some are so-so, some more serious than the others, but more importantly, I had them to pacify my need for companionship. You see, although I appear to be a bitch who's got more balls than any guy I know, the truth is I'm just afraid to expose my self and get hurt in the process. Yep, that's me. I make people think guys are dispensable (although most of them really are), and I make guys think I can live without them. Don't get me wrong, I'm a very loving and caring person. I just dislike sadness as much as I dislike dugyot emo kids. Well, now I think karma has finally caught up with me... in the form of Ryan.

A couple of months ago, scarred from the number of dilemmas that life has thrown my way, I finally decided to eat up some of my inhibitions and throw away some of my fears. I needed something real, and I knew he was the only one who could make me feel better. I thought to myself, I'm already miserable, it can't get any worse than this. So for once, I went out of my shell and showed someone how vulnerable I am. I showed him how I feel, and it felt good for a while. He reciprocated. He was sweet and caring as always. He made me feel secure. But not knowing where I stand soon ate up my sanity, and I wanted to know he was mine. So I told him I liked him... a lot, and I was afraid of losing him. I want him for myself, and I want him to want me back. I told him I can no longer stand not having claiming rights over him. I told him I want to have every right to be jealous. He was very quiet, and he said I caught him off guard. This isn't how things go in the movies, or in any romance novel. I was disappointed, broken, and hurt. It hurt so much that I had to stay away, in hopes that these feelings might go away and disappear into the pits of hell. I wanted to forget him, and I wanted my old self back - safe and practical. But then he asked me to stay, and I could feel all my fears melting away, washed down by those tears that just won't stop from flowing. I hate how he has so much power over me. I hate how his words work like a command string in my system. I practically turn to mush in his hands. For once in years I felt human. He then told me not to worry and enjoy what we have. He also said, "For now, I'm yours, and you are mine". My mind passively ignored the "for now" part. All I could think of was how amazing I felt when he said that. He's mine, and that's all that mattered. It was heaven and hell from there. I was happy to be with him, but beneath those sweet moments we shared, I still felt that stabbing pain in my heart.

Things again, went well after that. He bugged me to play Cabal so that we could play together. As much as I dislike E-games, I made a character on one condition. I won't tell him the name of my character. All he knew was that I made a wizard, and that I would challenge him to a duel once I catch up to his level. So I grinded, and leveled and silay sa cabaldid everything to learn the game. It wasn't that much work because he has a job and can't go on addict mode. Still, those days were very tormenting. I barely slept, played like crazy, and I tried so hard to fight the urge of finding him in game and stare mindlessly at his character. Yez, pathetic much? I'm in lurve, hmmkay? I'm at least entitled to be stupet. One day, as I was running back to DS from doing some quests, I saw his character. He was right in the middle of the circle pavement in front of Dunhike. I stared in amazement, and I tried so hard to stop myself from coming close and taking a dozen or so screen shots. In my mind I was thinking, He doesn't know I'm online. He thinks I'm ukay shopping with my little sister. What are the chances of him finding out its me?! One screenie won't hurt! Then poof! I got disconnected and there was no Internet connection for four excruciating hours. I knoe rite?! Anyway, I've had a number of close encounters after that, but I was able to stop myself from spoiling the surprise. Then one day, when I was finally nearing my goal, something bad happened at home. I was distraught, and he noticed. We talked about what happened for a while, and because I dislike drama with the pizzazz of Anakbayan's hatred for our mouse of a president, I jokingly told him, "date mo naman ako in-game". He asked, "I thought you're not gonna introduce yourself until you get to my level?" Well screw surprises, I felt bad and I needed some comforting. 

He asked what channel I was in, but I said I'll go to his channel instead. I was nervous. It felt as if it was the first time I was going out on a date. And to think this was a virtual date at that! He said he'll just finish his dungeon quest while I changed channels. We agreed to meet in GD. I sat near the grocer, nervous as hell. I kept thinking of a sweet gesture I could do. I mentally listed ways to surprise him. I alt tabbed and waited for him to reply in YM. Then it happened. I saw his character walking towards the grocer. I panicked! Does he know it's me? How could he know? Nobody else knows about my character. He stopped beside my character and made a pointing gesture. I tried to ignore him. No, he couldn't have possibly known. But he stayed there, so I finally whispered, "How did you know it was me?"

indexef6All he said was, "I just know", and I found myself smiling silly.

After that I began to spend more time with him in-game that it was almost like a ritual. And as Cupid has a way of fucking things over and making you miserable, I fell deeper. It came to a point where I realized, that keeping up with this would be an insult to my ego. (At the risk of sounding like an ass) I'm an awesome person. I'm smart, talented, cute, caring, thoughtful and downright lovable. I'm girlfriend material. Why doesn't he want to be with me? He obviously likes me and he obviously cares for me. Why can't he love me back? Maybe he's afraid too, I dunno. All I'm sure is that he can't possibly faking all the affection he's showering me with.

As much as it hurts my ego, I still chose to stay and be with him. Maybe in time I can move on and forget about him, but for now I choose to hang on to all my hopes and cross my fingers and hope for the best. I know I deserve him, and I know I'm doing everything I can to let him know how much I care, in hopes that he may someday care for me as much as I care for him. If he doesn't, I know that I'll still have him as a friend, and I get to bring with me memories from the last time I gambled for love. No regrets, no pain...just memories.

PS. I know you will be reading this, I hope you won't find it weird. I enjoy being with you, and I'd like to save up as much trinkets as I can that would remind me of the time I did these silly things because of you. Lastly, this one's for you...

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Dummies Guide to being a successful chixilog in the world of online games

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1. Steal pictures of a very pretty girl on Friendster. Plus points if the girl is mestiza and chinita because those kind of girls look innocent and virginal... exactly the types of boys who play online games in hopes of getting laid. It's important that you have many pictures to minimize doubts of you just stealing those photos from someone else's Friendster account.

2. Make a dummy Yahoo account. Use a common girl name like Jen, Karen or Apple followed by a the word "cute" and a number. Example: karen_cute_18@yahoo.com. The more people who have names just like yours, the lesser are the chances of you getting caught. Don't bother editing the Yahoo profile, nobody checks that anyway.

3. Make a dummy Friendster account and use the photos that you stole. Also, take screen shots of your character and blingify it. Upload everything to your dummy Friendster account.  Use a girly Friendster lay out to complete the illusion. Modify your profile in txt speak to make it cuter. Everybody thinks "hi pEePz, jaz aDd mEh uP" is adorable.

dummy blingyPay attention to detail when it comes to editing the About Me part. Say something like, "iM a FrIeNdLy pErSon n aM sWeeT n maLamBinG tO pPoL wHo are nIcE 2 mEh." You can also try being emo, it really depends on your style.

4. Find an easy target. Possible qualities include: a teen, a bit emo, always on karir mode, a virgin, a power gamer. By power gamer I mean someone who spends a lot of money on the game so he could have a very formidable character. You know what they say about the dicks of guys with big cars? Well the same thing applies here.


5. Find an opportunity for you and the target to meet in-game. Pretend to be a helpless dame in need of saving from the gallant knight. Now here is where the importance of the dummy Friendster account comes in. For some reason, after finding out that the person behind a character is a girl, online gamers tend to ask for "her" Friendster account so "she" could prove that she is indeed a girl. It doesn't matter if the account looks awfully new, and that "she" barely has friends. You could always say you made a new account because the ex-boyfriend hacked your old account.

6. Now that you have acquainted yourself, you can now start befriending your target. This is crucial! Be cute and charming but play hard-to-get. Never appear to be easy because that's when doubts might seep in. Remember, we are after long-term leeching. Find out about his interests and weakness. Be sweet! Always let him know you miss him but don't give away too much. Be available, but not achievable.

7. I'm sure that after some time, the target will be putty in your hands. He will finally court you, and after some time of waiting, you two will finally be a couple. And as a couple, he is obliged to dress up your character and buy you fancy items as gifts. Then you can sell those items for PHP, using another character of course. Just tell him you got hacked and sob incessantly so he can replace your items again. Or better yet, you can hack his account once he trusts you enough with his account info.

If you have more questions, feel free to leave a comment. With my expertise, you will be the legendary chixilog of whatever online game it is that you're playing!

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Turning bad

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unique The world wide web holds many marvels and one of these is the ability to find and connect to people through various social networking sites. Recently, I realized how many people I've lost touch with has been reachable through various social networking sites. Not that they weren't on these social bandwagons before, but since I'm not really the type who makes it her weekly habit to blingify my Friendster profile and scour 3rd level connections for people I might know, I didn't get to be connected with them sooner. Normally, revived connections are greeted with much gusto. You ask questions and try to catch up with what has happened to them in the past years. I'm not a fan of that. For a lot of reasons actually, but more inclined to the fact that I don't care. I don't care not because it's not important. I don't care because it doesn't matter, you're an old friend and I really don't mind what is it that you do or have been doing. As long as you're not an ass then you're cool with me.


I believe that, despite my aversion to labels, people play roles in life. I'm the ever so helpful bitch~bully classmate who always gets awesome grades despite being a troublemaker (ok self centered moment there), and someone else is the goody-two shoes teacher's pet who always plays patintero between the love-hate line of our schoolmates. Although it's true that change is the only constant thing in this world, I still don't believe that a person can change so much that it borders on the extreme. So where am I going here? Due to various circumstances, I was able to catch up and be in regular communication with some of my classmates/schoolmates from grade school and high school. I was surprised because, some of them have become so different. The obscure and quiet geek became a big jerk who thinks he's too cool for everyone else while the nice, helpful guy became someone who tells people that he has buried his high school memories behind and is now an ass who thinks (in his own world) that he is uber kewl and that a lot of chicks dig him. Ok, so I know I'm being a bitch here but why do good people turn out to be such big assholes?

I don't understand the whole fitting in thing. Sure it's normal in grade school up to maybe early high school but jeezus up to now? Have you totally screwed up your personality by pretending to be someone you're not? It's terribly disappointing and to those people if you ever figure out that you're the people I'm talking about -- You were better people before.

For most people, college is an opportunity to reinvent yourself. You have freed yourself from the shadows of your clique in high school and now you can be, or at least pretend to be, someone else. I know that most people take advantage of this but pretending can only go so far and I see most of them go back to their old cliques (where they feel more at ease) after a year or so. For some though, who are so intent on leaving their past behind, the change becomes permanent. I wonder if they miss their old selves. I actually think more highly of those people who despite of being confined to a clique that is in not cool according to the stupid norm, they still choose to be who they really are not mind those people who talk shit about them. That to me, is the epitome of awesomeness.

So this other guy was bragging about chicks and how much he need a beer and I'm like, you didn't even like beer back then and now you're telling people that you're an beer guzzling hunk WTF?! Ok, so I know I'm not really in the position to criticize you because unlike me, you have a job and you have a BS (bullshit) degree in God knows what. At least I've enjoyed a better life than you did that's for sure. At least I'm not caught up in a lie that has become so tangled that no light passes through. So enough about this rant post. I just wish them (and everyone else who is in a similar position) all the happiness. May you finally find your place under the sun.

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