LOCKDOWN

sometimes.. stupidity strikes you like a bolt of lightning.. it happens in an instant. like the last time me and princess locked ourselves out of the condo..it happened 2 nights ago.. I think..

i know. it's stoopeed. it was my fault. it was around.. 7 or 8pm we decided to throw the overflowing trash.. the garbage shoot (you know where you deposit the trash and stuff--I don't know what it's called) was just a few steps from the our unit.. after collecting all the unwanted and smelly stuff, princess and i walked out.. i decided to unlock the door, thinking that it will only take less than 10 seconds to deposit the trash and walk back to our unit.. the thing is our door was set on a default lock mode.. hehehe.. so while i left the door open.. the wind slammed the door shut and voila.... instant lockdown!

dammit! I didn't realize that the window was open. thus, letting the forceful wind to...close the frigging door with our keys inside, our cellphones too. No means of texting our other housemate to hurry on up and save our butts.. No meas of really getting back IN, too!! rarr!

So of course, in my natural way of coping..I panicked (deep inside)... I wanted to scream.. I was mumbling my what-ifs..I called maintenance. But they can't fix it. The said they can ask the MASTERLOCK-person whoever to get the job done.. which can cost us.. 400 php... or we can wait for our housemate.. hopefully she has her key with her...

or we can be damned for the rest the night.. camp out.. and pray for deliverance... i was veering towards paying the 400 bucks (what if ariane does not have the key??!!!).. but princess snapped me out of it.. she says hopefully ariane has her key.. we decided to wait for her by the elevator...

sorry, the lack of oxygen due to hunger deprives one of rational thought... hey, it's already 8pm and I a haven't taken my dinner yet... who has anyway?? ( by this, you can tell that I am making excuses.. for the stupidity that i've done) hahaha..

after a few minutes of waiting and nailbitting finally, ariane arrived with THE KEY in her hand!!!!!

TENK GAHD, PARE.. I was like ready to TURN INTO A GREEN MONSTER (Hulk-Style) and BREAK INTO THAT DOOR INTO PIECES (if i can)!

So there you have it...another of my boo-boo moments.

kill me now, please!

Going Deutsche

I'm going Deutsche and got accused of having a German suitor for doing so. Hahaha but No. Why German? Why not Latin? But then again, why NOT German?? My dad kinda influenced me in learning the language. When I went home, he was applying what he learned on me, using me as his guinea pig. I was like, "what the........?". He has this whole obsession to Hitler and I think Heidi Klum is HOT specially when she says Auf Wiedersehen (Goodbye). Yup, my family is weird.

It might be helpful if I travel. I have this plan. I want to be able to go abroad..perhaps a Euro-tour with dad. Germany is on the top of our itinerary. I don't know when would that be.But o well. Why Germany? Maybe because me and my dad loves THE SOUND OF MUSIC. haha. Remember the children saying " Fraulein Maria...". FYI, Fraulein means Miss. In the Phil., if your name is Froilan. You're probably be a Guy. In Germany..maybe you can be BOTH. Sabi yan ni Princess, one of my roomies. Hehehe. But anyways, We (me and my dad) love how they speak.. It's like your tongue has been stuck behind your throat, every syllable has this difficult slur which gave me a hard time pronouncing the words. I bought him that book you see on the LEFT. I must admit I'm a bit of a SLOW learner or maybe it's just hard. O well, carry on. The good thing about it is that it has an audio cd with the book so that you can hear how they pronounce the words.

I also remember that way back, I have this playmate named Oliver. Her mom was one of my mom's best friends.They moved to Austria and when he came back we was like...Germanized.. I then have to nosebleed and speak English at the same time. O well, I guess learning Deutsch wouldn't hurt just in case he comes back. Prepare to be shocked! Achkt-Tum! (I don't know what it means or if I spelled it right, but I always hear my dad saying it!)The thing is it's cool to be bilingual. I just learned that in my last job. It bridges gap between people plus you'll get well-compensated too. I know a thing or two in Spanish (again under the influence of mi, Papa). In fact, I like to take a course in European languages. If ever I have enough money. I'd go back to school again. But for now, we're bleeding our eardrums out, me and princess. I think a migraine will follow but then wish us luck.The sisterhood is going bilingual. This is essential for universal domination, friends! Wish us luck.

Tschuss ( Later!) : )

home alone

They left me! My housemates left me. They all went to Naga for the College graduation. I'm home alone. They'll be back on sunday. Boring! I like being alone. No offense to them. But I can be a loner sometimes. I like the sound of the walls breathing. What is the essence of silence? I can sleep better, snore louder and...run around the room buck naked!! Ignore the last part. It's been a long day. Gonna get back to work. So little time, so much to blog.

Later : )

strike 3, you're out!

Long have i waited for this moment. Let me inhale. This news is exhilarating. The devil incarnate has left the building. The spawn of Satan has been banished from all eternity. Who am I talking about? Who else, the sup from the lowest level of hell. The most-annoyed one, the know-it-all-bitch, miss-high-and-mighty, the one-who- must- not- be- named for naming her is a waste of oxygen.

Rumor has it that she voluntarily exited from the face of the planet.. uhm.. from the face of our office because all the filth, the lies and scamming she has done finally went public. What else would make her stay? So to save her an handful of humility, she finally called it quits! She's one tough cookie. But eventually, she faced off with the VOICE, the higher power and another one-who-must-not-be-named, WHO have the bigger balls to finally flush out the skeletons in her closet..

and i dare say, karmi is really a bitch, baby! All kneel and pray. Thanks be to Thee!

run like the devil is chasing you

left and right, my hands were tied. i was busy during the weekend. i wish time would stand still. i went home for my mom's birthday, my cousins' graduation and basically to visit my family. i haven't seen them for quite awhile. i felt that i was obliged to do so. plus i have a nagging cousin who imposed a "martial law" to us that we should go home and buy her a graduation gift.. ampf! so anyways, what the hey?! I went, only to find out that i will be a chore whore. I know, I'm a bit of a masochist. I have forgone the whole excursion with my cousins, to wake board and all those adrenaline-pumping activities I don't normally engaged in. What a sissy?! hehehe. I did all the errands my lola asked me to do, simply because my gramps is a bit of an O/C. What she wants, she gets. If she want a yellow slippers, she won't take blue or red. She wants YELLOW. My dad's a bit of a newbie to all of this.. he finds it trivial to accomplish lola's whims because one: there is some sort-of miscommunication involved. I mean literally, my lola is way pass her youthful years, her hearing is failing already. You have to have a megaphone to have a decent conversation with her. I don't blame her. At her age, she's still able to manage our home. Second, is that nagging my dad is far worse than anything you'll ever do in your life. He's becoming really forgetful and well, unquestionably busy...which sometimes I doubt. My lola wants to let me do all the errands. That's the bottom line. I didn't complain. I wish I have all the time in the world to be with her without compromising other things. I was only there for 3 days. Three freaking days. I mean I wish I have a longer vacation but our leaves were suspended for some inhuman reason! Hell! They really suck.

During my stay, I was able to complete her to buy and do list. Yey. But the sad part was when I went to the doctor with her and found out that her eyes were failing to.. She have a cataract. She needs to be operated...And so, we are back to square one. But then, that's another story. I'll save that for later.

I wish I have clone, though. Would it be nice to be a chore whore all day and still manage to party at night? Would be crazy to have a double life or whatever? Wherever I go, I feel like time is running out..I guess, the best thing to do is to run.. run like there's no tomorrow. Not runaway from my responsibilities, just run.. run until i ran out of breathe. eventually, i might be able to rest. haha.

so the homecoming was short-lived. and i arrived here in manila still panting from exhaustion.. gosh! what a weekend it was.

and thanks deejay, for the lovely pins. i.o.u. We'll catch up somehow. What are blogs for??

the importance of being idle

**It's your rest day...you have plenty of time to BLOG, but if the internet connection has gone haywire...

here are the alternatives:

1. rearrange your files in the pc, alphabetize if possible, and group them in their respective folders, empty the recycle bin, modify icons, debug and all those techie stuff you don't normally do..

2. play CHESS ... against your no.1 enemy.. YOURSELF.

3. CLEAN YOUR ROOM. If you get to lazy, at least throw the overflowing trash.

4. sound trip. Listen your way to memory lane. I used to love boy bands. Now I'm torturing myself and letting my eardrums bleed out.

5. have a photo session. yup, i have never realize that i can be so narcissistic. This camera-phone is the devil's play thing.

6. catharsize. scream until you run out of oxygen.

7. count up to 10 million until you fall asleep.

8. have a marathon of your fave series or movies.

9. channel surf- exercise your thumb!

10. THINK.. so you'll come up with DEEP THOUGHTS... Write in your dusty JOURNAL. Go old school.

and here's one of the finished products..the result of deep thinking..

THIS IS THE IMPORTANCE OF BEING IDLE!

raising hell

i think hate is a pretty strong word. i shall not use it for this post..i believe the word should be..abhor. I abhor the incompetency of people these days. I've been an absentee blogger for quite some time now because of our I.S.P. -Internet Service Provider a.k.a. Imbecile and Sluggish People. We had no connection for 3 consecutive days starting March 3rd. It took them 9 freaking days to fix the line, not one week but exactly 9 days. First time they got here, they changed the modem because they said they were"updating" the system.Apparently, the one they gave us is about to become obsolete! My god! The technician guy said he'll be back..and guess what?? He never did. Luck for him, I didn't get his name. We called the next day to report such incident, and they told us that they'll be scheduling us for another visit.. Well, guess what? That's what we've been doing every single day to inquire what the hell is the problem and why it's taking forever to fix it. All we need is a straight answer and not some.. run around.. We pay our dues on time and hell, our p.c. is working just fine. We ended up threatening them that we're going to unsubscribe if this poor customer service will continue and VIOLA, connection fixed..Within a day, they were able to fix the freaking LINE!

I think the main problem was we've been patient enough to not have thought of that. We just took their word that they'll come by and fix the problem. I waited and waited for hours, giving up my precious sleep. And all we got were false promises. Well, I guess it's about time that we give them a PIECE of my mind and throw our motto "patience is a virtue" and shove it to their moronic asses.

It that what it takes to get their behinds working? Threat? My god, what kind of place are we living in..Should I raise hell every time to get some attention here? Should I turn into a green monster every time, I encounter such BULLSHIT? God, I can't even think straight now. This blog-deprivation has gotten me really bad.