i just took a mind-grueling test at Aboitizland an hour ago. honestly, it was quite hard. imagine an 80-item test consisting of Algebra+Trigonometry. and by the way, that 80 item test excludes the spelling, amptitude, abstract and space patterns detecting..
that really got me thinking..
arrogance aside, im above average (not exactly superficial) in the line of spelling, abstract and space patterns detecting (credit to my work as a writer) but omg, really, MATH TESTS ARE HELL.
positive outlook on that aspect, my mind got the exercise it was asking for... too bad i had to take excedrin after (i swear to god i should really stop taking it, i'm like, hooked and i know my supply ain't gonna last for long).
I really really liked the algebra part. I wish I could take some more tests with those kind of problem
there's only one teeny weeny twist. its the fact that im applying for the customer service assistant part. and for the life of me, i just can't understand why they were giving us some math problems.
(i'm really a math junkie. i just want to give out the blonde aura.. makes things for me a whole lot easier)
so after the test, i went back to my school (didnt miss it, cause im always a walking distance away) and went to my department to get my yearbook picture.
sipata sa akong pictures oi. ill have them scanned and imma post it here. hahaha!
Tuesday, April 29, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
and a lot of...
my blog hasn't been updated for almost a month now cause i jsut came from pampanga (practically in the middle of nowhere) and although I have an internet access 24/7 (thanks to my cousin who purchased the controversial zte broadband wireless thingy). i really planned to post this blog after i get home since i'm getting a strange feeling that one of my bf's stalker is stalking this blog, and if i post something about me being away for the time being, she'd contact my bf for a "casual" meet-up (she's the type of girl who craves any guy's attention) and as much as i trust my badjao, he's guillible (as many boys are) to female manipulations.
anyway,
i stayed for 2 weeks in Pampanga. we, rents and i, have to visit my grandma (mum's mum) cause she had a 2 strokes in jsut amonth and half of her body is paralyzed (that by the way, runs in the family). i miss my ACed room there and all the privileges i have (driver) that i dont really have in cebu.
last weekend was great, we "joyrode" our way from pampanga to manila (wc is almost an hour and a half travel, considering we travelled late at night and the driver broke all the speeding rules{but then again, there ain't no spedding rules here in the phils.}). arriving almost at midnight on a saturday at manila is the peak of my stay. we visited the glorious lights at Roxas blbd, enjoyed a chillaxing picture taking at malate and again, cam whored at gateway,
**updates later. a job appointment awaits.
anyway,
i stayed for 2 weeks in Pampanga. we, rents and i, have to visit my grandma (mum's mum) cause she had a 2 strokes in jsut amonth and half of her body is paralyzed (that by the way, runs in the family). i miss my ACed room there and all the privileges i have (driver) that i dont really have in cebu.
last weekend was great, we "joyrode" our way from pampanga to manila (wc is almost an hour and a half travel, considering we travelled late at night and the driver broke all the speeding rules{but then again, there ain't no spedding rules here in the phils.}). arriving almost at midnight on a saturday at manila is the peak of my stay. we visited the glorious lights at Roxas blbd, enjoyed a chillaxing picture taking at malate and again, cam whored at gateway,
**updates later. a job appointment awaits.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
frog thoughts
og frog There's this expression that goes "You have to kiss a lot of frogs, before you find a prince." Albeit a common practice among girls nowadays, no one would really ever want kiss a frog. Think about it, slimy, slippery, warty-skinned, and just plain weird-looking. I mean who would really want to kiss, stroke or nonetheless sleep with a frog?, except for Ms. Piggy I guess or some mad scientist or biologist (for the sake of science?).
Well seriously, I'm proud that women are usually strong and resilient. We can always get back up and start all over again from a mild to bad break up. But it can be very tiring and daunting to go through the stages of a heartbreak. You cry just about anytime and anywhere; in the shower, bed, office, jeepney (grrrr), bus, movies, your song(s) playing or any love song for that matter or just about anything that reminds you of Mr. Froggy. Not to mention sleepless nights, a few weeks (hopefully not months or years) of emotional eating where you can just eat possibly half a gallon of ice cream and a bag of potato chips in one sitting or the exact opposite, which we girls prefer. Its like time has frozen for you and you alone cannot seem to get anywhere but in the twilight zone of depression and self-pity.
But having to go through all of these makes one a stronger and better person and Mr. Froggy who turned out to be just one of the regular frogs could be the person(s) who'd teach you love and life's valuable lessons which best selling self-help books or your shrink cannot.
I've kissed several frogs over the years, been with a frog in a long-term relationship, short-term, flings, or just plain dating. Here are some of the lessons I have learned from them frogs, only those that I remembered though LOL.
Froggy 1 taught me never to say YES to a suitor in the dark. You will regret it when you see him in broad daylight.
Froggy 2 taught me never to entrust your boyfriend to a girlfriend or never trust your girlfriend(s) ALL the time. Especially if your girlfriend mentions from out of nowhere that she finds your boyfriend cute or she likes guys which have similarities that of your boyfriend. For example, hinting that she likes men with long hair and your boyfriend also has long hair, uh-oh! That could be bad news. Another sign is if she tells you to flirt with your secret crush and she's gonna tell it's okay because it's just a crush. So if your girlfriend shows these symptoms, better watch out and just be extraaaa careful.
Froggy 3 has taught me not to be too much of a user. User-friendly, user-boyfriendly, whatever you call it. In short being an all time MS. BIL-MO-KO. Although, your beau is as rich as Mr. Billy Gates and can buy you a house-on-a-hill, a car, tons of bling-bling, and spend for your trips to the spa or luxurious vacations. HE is neither a BANK or an ATM Machine. Chivalry is good, but guys want girls who know how to take care of themselves. Well, men are supposed to take care of girls but nothing is sexier than a strong and independent women who can kick men's asses anytime. Sings*
All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me
Froggies 4, 5, 6, 7, and so on... (lol) taught me that I AM more important than sex, drugs, alcohol or rock and roll and looks can be really deceiving, always are and always will be.
Froggy 8 taught me not to kick your boyfriends ass too much. Yes, guys are attracted to bitchy girls because it can be sexy and naughty at the same time. But it doesn't mean that he is just your puppy and all around full-time waiter, servant, houseboy, aliping-sagigilid, etc., (For God's sake he is your boyfriend!) Well, part-time is okay though *winks*. Give the guy a chance, return the favor every once in a while... Alrighty?
Froggy 9 taught me to be STRONG and to fight back when one should. It's the opposite of the above, never allow your ass to be kicked, uh-uh. Us girls are the only ones who should do the ass-kicking hehe. One has to learn how to say NO and say "enough!" when it is enough. Martyrdom is good only for saints or for those who are aspiring to be one but not when one is in a romantic, platonic, carnal or whatever-you-label-it relationship. In all relationships it's always a give-and-take.
Froggy 10 who FINALLY (*whew!*) turned out to be a PRINCE taught me what true love is. That LOVE is patient, it is kind, it does not envy, or boast. It is not proud, rude or self-seeking. It is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. Love always protects, trusts, always hopes and always perseveres. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. (Corinthians 13 : 4 - 8)
The prince knows that your relationship is not just an emotion that you two share but something that needs hard work and perseverance in order for it to sustain. He also accepts the fact that you both need to grow as a couple and as individuals in the course of your relationship.
When you meet someone who would open your eyes to what true love and will always love you for you who are and who you dream to be... then he is the prince you have been waiting for.
So have fun, kiss a lot of frogs. Laugh, love, cry, experience insomnia, shout, be angry, hate, raise hell, pig-out, learn a lesson or two and use them in the future. For in the ocean of frogs is a prince. Trust me ;)
Well seriously, I'm proud that women are usually strong and resilient. We can always get back up and start all over again from a mild to bad break up. But it can be very tiring and daunting to go through the stages of a heartbreak. You cry just about anytime and anywhere; in the shower, bed, office, jeepney (grrrr), bus, movies, your song(s) playing or any love song for that matter or just about anything that reminds you of Mr. Froggy. Not to mention sleepless nights, a few weeks (hopefully not months or years) of emotional eating where you can just eat possibly half a gallon of ice cream and a bag of potato chips in one sitting or the exact opposite, which we girls prefer. Its like time has frozen for you and you alone cannot seem to get anywhere but in the twilight zone of depression and self-pity.
But having to go through all of these makes one a stronger and better person and Mr. Froggy who turned out to be just one of the regular frogs could be the person(s) who'd teach you love and life's valuable lessons which best selling self-help books or your shrink cannot.
I've kissed several frogs over the years, been with a frog in a long-term relationship, short-term, flings, or just plain dating. Here are some of the lessons I have learned from them frogs, only those that I remembered though LOL.
Froggy 1 taught me never to say YES to a suitor in the dark. You will regret it when you see him in broad daylight.
Froggy 2 taught me never to entrust your boyfriend to a girlfriend or never trust your girlfriend(s) ALL the time. Especially if your girlfriend mentions from out of nowhere that she finds your boyfriend cute or she likes guys which have similarities that of your boyfriend. For example, hinting that she likes men with long hair and your boyfriend also has long hair, uh-oh! That could be bad news. Another sign is if she tells you to flirt with your secret crush and she's gonna tell it's okay because it's just a crush. So if your girlfriend shows these symptoms, better watch out and just be extraaaa careful.
Froggy 3 has taught me not to be too much of a user. User-friendly, user-boyfriendly, whatever you call it. In short being an all time MS. BIL-MO-KO. Although, your beau is as rich as Mr. Billy Gates and can buy you a house-on-a-hill, a car, tons of bling-bling, and spend for your trips to the spa or luxurious vacations. HE is neither a BANK or an ATM Machine. Chivalry is good, but guys want girls who know how to take care of themselves. Well, men are supposed to take care of girls but nothing is sexier than a strong and independent women who can kick men's asses anytime. Sings*
All the women who are independent
Throw your hands up at me
All the honeys who makin' money
Throw your hands up at me
Froggies 4, 5, 6, 7, and so on... (lol) taught me that I AM more important than sex, drugs, alcohol or rock and roll and looks can be really deceiving, always are and always will be.
Froggy 8 taught me not to kick your boyfriends ass too much. Yes, guys are attracted to bitchy girls because it can be sexy and naughty at the same time. But it doesn't mean that he is just your puppy and all around full-time waiter, servant, houseboy, aliping-sagigilid, etc., (For God's sake he is your boyfriend!) Well, part-time is okay though *winks*. Give the guy a chance, return the favor every once in a while... Alrighty?
Froggy 9 taught me to be STRONG and to fight back when one should. It's the opposite of the above, never allow your ass to be kicked, uh-uh. Us girls are the only ones who should do the ass-kicking hehe. One has to learn how to say NO and say "enough!" when it is enough. Martyrdom is good only for saints or for those who are aspiring to be one but not when one is in a romantic, platonic, carnal or whatever-you-label-it relationship. In all relationships it's always a give-and-take.
Froggy 10 who FINALLY (*whew!*) turned out to be a PRINCE taught me what true love is. That LOVE is patient, it is kind, it does not envy, or boast. It is not proud, rude or self-seeking. It is not easily angered and keeps no record of wrongs. Love always protects, trusts, always hopes and always perseveres. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. (Corinthians 13 : 4 - 8)
The prince knows that your relationship is not just an emotion that you two share but something that needs hard work and perseverance in order for it to sustain. He also accepts the fact that you both need to grow as a couple and as individuals in the course of your relationship.
When you meet someone who would open your eyes to what true love and will always love you for you who are and who you dream to be... then he is the prince you have been waiting for.
So have fun, kiss a lot of frogs. Laugh, love, cry, experience insomnia, shout, be angry, hate, raise hell, pig-out, learn a lesson or two and use them in the future. For in the ocean of frogs is a prince. Trust me ;)
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