what's the rush?

When I was younger, I wanted to do things done by my teenagers like my older cousins and schoolmates. I wore clothes and shoes suited for grown-ups, particularly high-heeled sandals. I wanted to go to the mall and watch movies with my friends. I even tried to go shopping alone. But i can only do stuff like that when my parents are too tired to tell me off for rushing to grow up. They always tell me to enjoy my early years because when I grow up to be a teenager, I will not be able to enjoy the things only a child could do—playing with toys with new friends, being carefree, and doing anything I want without a thought about what's happening to the world. I did not believe them, of course, since I was too determined to be a teenager already so that I can lead my own life and decide for myself. My outlook was like that until I began my secondary education.
My perception changed when I came out of elementary. I do not actually know why, maybe it's because of the new environment and new people. So from the day that I grasped the idea of what I really wanted to wear and do, I began changing myself into someone who wants to stay a kid. I realize that being a teenager means a while lot more—more schoolwork, more house chores and more obligations. I know right from wrong, so there is no excuse for my incorrect actions. My style has changed as well. I have not even worn my high-heeled sandals lately; I now prefer wearing flip-flops. And although I enjoy shopping on my own, I still want a grown-up to come with me to pay for what I want.
However, when I think of all the things that I still have to do as a graduating student, a daughter and a friend, I suddenly want to be a five-year old again. I do not rush growing up into someone older anymore. With all the problems and obligations of an adult in the world, why would I? I know that someday, I will be a full-time adult, too, but at least, not today.

hoi igno

i'm a lifestyle/marketing writer in one of Cebu's local newspapers, but honestly, i only know about 10% of this ZTE broadband scandal (10% meaning i only know names)
sweet jesus can i have a day without hearing this issue? it's really starting to annoy me (and a few people).

note: senators are actually making a big deal about this overpriced stuff THAT has already happened. hello, there is nothing we can do about it already because the money is stashed somewhere and you can never get your hands on it. so please, there are actually alot of ordinary people who need your help (poor,rich,uneducated, and the like) who don't care about this issue SO, in order for you guys to uh, climb your corporate ladder (haha) let go of this and help the people who actually voted for you guys (and who are gonna vote come next time blah blah)

why can't they just wait for 2010 (presidential election)? they are wasting our money and their time (which they can use to help "us"=politRicking).

Currently Obsessing

about losing weight. (wow, i think i made a post like this already, but!) yes, i am obsessed about losing a few pounds here and there. i know i am 15-20 pounds underweight but i really really miss my 99lbs. *sigh.. i'm now 33-24-34 but sweet jesus, i miss my waist measurement of 23!

so i'm anorexic, but bah, i'm happy. and according to my guy friends, i eat alot. too much for my own good. maybe that's why i'm now a 24
*profanity insert here

so i am done making another tips and trips article and my stomach is burning right now, maybe it's just hot air?or gas?(hope not.) but it's making me dizzy and hungry. do i need psychological help?maybe.not. everyone has their own idea of happiness. mine is to stay hungry.

and lose weight.dammit.

the overrated topic-religion

i'm not a practicing catholic. there's no point in denying that. i dread going to mass every sunday that's why i make random excuses to my mom every time she asks me to go to church with her. and even if i do go to mass, i always ask my boyf to text me all the time.

there's a part during our retreat that we have to confess our sins to the priest and while i was waiting for my turn to do so, i was talking with our corporation leader, Aaron. he's not a catholic. actually, he's a son of a protestant pastor. i asked him a rhetorical question, -->"Aaron, aren't you going to confess?don't you want to try?" (confessions were not compulsory, since there are a few people in our group who are from different denominations) so this is what happened:



Nym: Aaron, aren't you going to confess?Don't you want to try?
Aaron: We don't believe in intermediaries. if we confess, we just pray and confess to god right away.

Nym: Honestly, it makes more sense when you do that, it's like, Occam's Razor, you just have to do it the easier way. believe it or not, when i was in high school, since my mum can't stop nagging that i don't confess nuf, when i was alone at home, i went to our portrait of Jesus and just confessed. i have to admit, it's much much easier when you do that.
Aaron: I thought you consider yourself as an aethist
Nym: I was, and i still think i am now. that's why i'm thinking if I should really confess now since i don't know what's the sense or the logic behind this, except for the fact that this is required for my so-called "religion". *sigh.. i don't even know if we should have one.
Aaron: let's start with this, do you believe in god?
Nym: honestly, i don't know. it's like, what your mum says when she wants you to be scared and go to sleep early, like the boogey man?
Aaron: well, do you believe in eternity?
Nym: again, i don't know.
Aaron: other religions, like buddhism, believe in reincarnation, like when you do bad, and when you die, you get to return in this life as something or someone nasty or ugly. it's like, bad karma.
Nym: i just don't like the fact that there is such thing as "religion" or whatever you may call it, to restrain me from what i want to do. honestly, im not bad, i know the difference of what is good and what is bad, but that doesn't stop me from doing bad things. although im sure enough that when i do something bad, i dont harm anyone or step on their rights.
Aaron: so assuming that you don't believe in god, or you don't believe in eternity, would you sacrifice your soul on life after death?i mean, assuming there isn't one, it wouldn't be any loss to me, but how about you??
Nym: i just don't get it why do we have to die anyway
Aaron: don't you see how amazing God is? we get to wake up every day, he has this scientific pattern of things that everything around us makes sense.
Nym: i know, take for example, when we go to school, the order, the processes. or our body parts, how everything works and all that. but i don't know, maybe we just sprung from the earth?or something like that?
Aaron: i believe that we have a creator. look at us humans, we can do almost impossible things, how much more with him? he just breathed life into us.

** to be continued..

Currently

multi-tasking between making an encoded report for our case study, downloading games for my nintendo ds, checking my email, making a random article, and making a slideshow for my PP presentation later-required by my ever loving teacher, Mr. Loyola.
i guess right now, you might be asking yourselves, or me for that matter, "what in the world is she going to do with all of these?" and you know, imma answer you, got no choice actually. i just have to survive.
again, another crisis..
i still don't know what to do with my life. i don't know which job to take and where i really wanna be. i heard that PAL (philippine airlines) will be having their annual cabin crew interviews today until feb. 22 and i've been thinking of applying. alone as usual, just the way i like it. i mean, sure it's ok if i go there with my friends but, no offense, when it comes to job hunting, i see everyone as my competitor.
back to my ds dilemma.
everything here is just pure refresh refresh refresh. i've been checking out www.nds-roms. com for free nintendo ds games download (is that even legal?) cause i'm done with mininova.com
it's very frustrating to note that 70% of the games from both sites are in japanese. reasonably, cause nintendo really came from japan.
but still................................
the internet connection here is getting crappy. ergo, the refresh syndrome. as of today, i've been sitting here for almost an hour and i only downloaded one game, finished 5% of my case study, and wasn't able to start with my article and pp presentation.
i say this very rarely, but then, cause i know it's very useless...
"help me lord"

a newbie note

i've been posting alot from this site and i got no friends here.
any idea how i can add friends or see others' blog?

and then she grew up..

i'm the least cynic when it comes to valentines. i absolutely love that day. after sinulog, oh well, it's the next thing that every one of us cebuanos are waiting for. immature as this sounds, i can almost shout with glee that valentines day is absolutely coming.

why, i even had passes for a valentine dinner at city sports for pre-valentines. we had a double date with sandino and ella (ryan's cousin, i mean, the guy).



this valentines day ruined everything for me. meaning, this year's valentines day, and the coming valentines day. so i pretty much cried.yes.
it started off with us arguing cause i was impatient and all that crap. and again, imma say this, everything got complicated, we had a battle of wills and yea, it ended up with me guarding our booth for the whole day and him chilling with marco and roy for the whole day.

a very endearing blog

Daddy's Rules for Dating Your dad's rules for your boyfriend (or for you if you're a guy):Rule One:If you pull into my driveway and honk you'd better be delivering a package, because you're surely not picking anything up. Rule Two:You do not touch my daughter in front of me. You may glance at her, so long as you do not peer at anything below her neck. If you cannot keep your eyes or hands off of my daughter's body, I will remove them. Rule Three:I am aware that it is considered fashionable for boys of your age to wear their trousers so loosely that they appear to be falling off their hips. Please don't take this as an insult, but you and all of your friends are complete idiots. Still, I want to be fair and open minded about this issue, so I propose this compromise: You may come to the door with your underwear showing and your pants ten sizes too big, and I will not object. However, in order to ensure that your clothes do not, in fact come off during the course of your date with my daughter, I will take my electric nail gun and fasten your trousers securely in place to your waist. Rule Four:I'm sure you've been told that in today's world, sex without utilizing a 'Barrier method' of some kind can kill you. Let me elaborate, when it comes to sex, I am the barrier, and I will kill you.Rule Five:It is usually understood that in order for us to get to know each other, we should talk about sports, politics, and other issues of the day. Please do not do this. The only information I require from you is an indication of when you expect to have my daughter safely back at my house, and the only word I need from you on this subject is: 'early.' Rule Six:I have no doubt you are a popular fellow, with many opportunities to date other girls. This is fine with me as long as it is okay with my daughter. Otherwise, once you have gone out with my little girl, you will continue to date no one but her until she is finished with you. If you make her cry, I will make you cry. Rule Seven:As you stand in my front hallway, waiting for my daughter to appear, and more than an hour goes by, do not sigh and fidget. If you want to be on time for the movie, you should not be dating. My daughter is putting on her makeup, a process than can take longer than painting the Golden Gate Bridge. Instead of just standing there, why don't you do something useful, like changing the oil in my car? Rule Eight:The following places are not appropriate for a date with my daughter: Places where there are beds, sofas, or anything softer than a wooden stool. Places where there is darkness. Places where there is dancing or holding hands. Places where the ambient temperature is warm enough to induce my daughter to wear shorts, tank tops, midriff T-shirts, or anything other than overalls, a sweater, and a goose down parka - zipped up to her throat. Movies with a strong romantic or sexual themes are to be avoided; movies that feature chain saws are okay. Hockey games are okay. Old folks homes are better. Rule Nine:Do not lie to me. I may appear to be a potbellied, balding, middle-aged, dimwitted has-been. But on issues relating to my daughter, I am the all-knowing, merciless god of your universe. If I ask you where you are going and with whom, you have one chance to tell me the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. I have a shotgun, a shovel, and five acres behind the house. Do not trifle with me. Rule Ten:Be afraid. Be very afraid. It takes very little for me to mistake the sound of your car in the driveway for a chopper coming in over a rice paddy near Hanoi. When my Agent Orange starts acting up, the voices in my head frequently tell me to clean the guns as I wait for you to bring my daughter home. As soon as you pull into the driveway you should exit the car with both hands in plain sight. Speak the perimeter password, announce in a clear voice that you have brought my daughter home safely and early, then return to your car - there is no need for you to come inside. The camouflaged face at the window is mine.
NOTE: This application will be incomplete and rejected unless accompanied by a complete financial statement, job history, lineage, and current medical report from your doctor. NAME _____________________________ DATE OF BIRTH ____________HEIGHT ________ WEIGHT _________ IQ __________ GPA _________SOCIAL SECURITY #______________ DRIVERS LICENSE #____________BOY SCOUT RANK AND BADGES________________________________________HOME ADDRESS_____________________________________________________
CITY/STATE ____________________________ ZIP______ Do you have parents? ___Yes ___NoIs one male and the other female? ___Yes ___NoIf No, explain: __________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Number of years they have been married _________________________________If less than your age, explain:________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ACCESSORIES SECTION:A. Do you own or have access to a van? __Yes __NoB. A truck with oversized tires? __Yes __NoC. A waterbed? __Yes __No D. A pickup with a mattress in the back? __Yes __NoE. A tattoo? __Yes __No F. Do you have an earring, nose ring, __Yes __No pierced tongue, pierced cheek or a belly button ring? (IF YOU ANSWERED 'YES' TO ANY OF THE ABOVE, DISCONTINUE APPLICATION AND LEAVE PREMISES IMMEDIATELY. I SUGGEST RUNNING.) ESSAY SECTION: In 50 words or less, what does 'LATE' mean to you? ________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________In 50 words or less, what does 'DON'T TOUCH MY DAUGHTER' mean to you?________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________In 50 words or less, what does 'ABSTINENCE' mean to you?________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
REFERENCES SECTION:Church you attend ___________________________________________________ How often you attend ________________________________________________When would be the best time to interview your: father? ____________ mother? ___________ pastor? ____________SHORT-ANSWER SECTION: Answer by filling in the blank. Please answer freely, all answers are confidential.A: If I were shot, the last place I would want shot would be:
____________________________________________________________________B: If I were beaten, the last bone I would want broken is my:____________________________________________________________________C: A woman's place is in the: ____________________________________________________________________D: The one thing I hope this application does not ask me about is:____________________________________________________________________E. What do you want to do IF you grow up? ____________________________________________________________________F. When I meet a girl, the thing I always notice about her first is:____________________________________________________________________G. What is the current going rate of a hotel room? __________________________
I SWEAR THAT ALL INFORMATION SUPPLIED ABOVE IS TRUE AND CORRECT TO THE BEST OF MY KNOWLEDGE UNDER PENALTY OF DEATH, DISMEMBERMENT, NATIVE AMERICAN ANTI TORTURE, CRUCIFIXION, ELECTROCUTION, CHINESE WATER TORTURE, RED HOT POKERS, AND HILLARY CLINTON KISS TORTURE.__________________________________________________________________ Applicant's Signature (that means sign your name, moron!) _______________________________ ________________________________Mother's Signature Father's Signature _______________________________ ________________________________Pastor/Priest/ Rabbi State Representative/CongressmanThank you for your interest, and it had better be genuine and non-sexual. Please allow four to six years for processing.You will be contacted in writing if you are approved. Please do not try to call or write (since you probably can't, and it would cause you injury). If your application is rejected, you will be notified by two gentlemen wearing white ties carrying violin cases (you might want to watch your back).

ayoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!

anyone of you guys know where i can download nintendo DS games for free? i got fed up with mininova.com
pifffffft!!
any way, this has been a very tiring monday for me. hafta go to my school around 6am for the ABS-CBN morning show.. not only that, hafta wear my corp attire. which is somehow uncomfy (but it made me look a pro wanna be though.haha!) i was the one who opened our booth so effin early..aaggh! and i also hafta stay while the rest of my corpmates were asked to attend the mass. while they were there, i hafta deal with our leaky fountain and the whole booth layout while looking competent in front of the judges..
the whole interview from the judges was kinda irritating though, they come in and visit our booth by twos and they ask the same question over and over again that i began to sound like a recording. and so after they went away, i also hafta convince other students to come in and check our booth (apparently, the "uwaw" stigma of filipinos still exist) so i hafta devise another script/recording that's good for 2 seconds =average time they spend passing by our booth.
--was a good thing valentines is approaching so they saw our product as a potential gift item (wrapping is for free)

**updates later

techie.techie.feeling techie

i kissed boredom goodbye a few weeks ago. nowadays, i can actually say i'm hip.

cause i'm a nerd in the making

you can see me walking around the city with my big bag hunched on my wacky shoulders. it contains my nintendo ds, my digi cam and my blackberry phone..and a shuffle plugged in my ears.

life can't get any better..