this freaking thing called my body

this freaking thing called my body

i hate my body clock right now. it operates in a completely fucked up manner.
just when i thought that everything's gonna be fine now since my work shift begins from 10pm to 6am, my freakin body would now go to bed as early as 12am. so i have no idea how i am going to stay awake until 6am.

anyway, this account is killing me. it's like im back to school again with all those things to memorize like international and US domestic flight codes and not to mention different tools and platforms for reservations, documentations, legal notices, ticketing, hotel booking, car reservations, the list can go on.

i'm not complaining though. i'm trying to learn as much as i can because as i said, i don't think being in this industry is for me. until then, i'll keep you updated.

ciao!

no more drama

no more drama please

i hate it when people you just met suddenly becomes the biggest drama queen. i have been through so much the past year already and that's the last thing i need. so miss drama queen, back off right now or i'll backhand your pathetic slash fuck face!

on lighter news...
last night was the funnest time i ever had since my dumaguete escape. we had 4h mems! woohoo! tootsie was there (she should be, it's on her! HAPPY BIRTHDAY!) mene, michi, moler, rg, thessa, and roman were also there. 'twas nice meeting people again from high school after a long, long, long, long time. hehe.
my throat hurt because of too much laughter and talking (special mention si michi and mene). i felt a little sick but hell, they made it fun so everything was uber... well, fun! i hope we could do it again. sino ba sunod na may birthday?! better ready yourself because we'll be drinking again and the next time will be on YOU! haha!

in another news...
maybe it's the many sleepless nights and i being sickly that i forgot to get my change from a fastfood yesterday. i gave 1k and my bill is only 104. god, please let me get it back. no i don't have the receipt because they didn't give me one. my receipt and change should be given at the same time. and if they do, i should have it because i always keep receipts in my wallet. but i don't have it in my wallet. along with the money. haaaaaaay..........

ciao!

update

update

just for the sake of updating my blog, i'll tell you about my week.

i started working. yeah. the atmosphere is nothing new to me because it's like going to school everyday. only, you're there sitting 8 hours a day. my only consolation is that i'm getting paid for it.

first day, i was pretty much a loner. i don't know if it was an experiment on my part or it's just me. because i remember during my freshman days in college, i would never be the one to say hi on the corridors or just make a conversation out of thin air. fyi, my friends now thought of me as a snob before.

second day, i made friends. at last i can eat and talk and take a yosi with everytime.

third day. boring day. everything was a blur. so is the fourth and the fifth day. but we had a test and i aced it. wewewewe. we drank but i have to leave early. around 1:30 in the morning.

nothing more. go away.

ciao!

mistakes

mistakes

so yesterday, like i said, i went for a medical exam in shangri-la. it was one of those days that you would just like to forget, believe me.
so i went. they asked if i already brought my stool sample and i thought she said SCHOOL. so i said "yeah, i'm using my SCHOOL id." mistake number 1. they instructed me to come back again when i have it. since that was the only day i'm given to do my medical exams, i thought that i should take a dump. and since i don't feel shitty (literally)i felt the urge to eat.

but before eating, i thought i should first find a paid toilet for me to use. after doing all those things, i finally found myself inside the cubicle trying to dump as hard as i can. and fuck it didn't come easy. when i felt that i was about to take a dump, i didn't notice that my thing was not pointing inside the bowl and i peed on my pants and my boxers. hurriedly, i got a roll of tissue and pressed it against my pants. mistake number 2.
finally, my shit is out. UNFORTUNATELY, my shit was hiding itself way below the pipe of the toilet. mistake number 3.so, armed with chopsticks and a plastic bag, both of which i got from the japanese restaurant i went to earlier, i chopsticked my shit. THAT WAS SUPER GROSS. i was gagging uncontrollably, thinking that that was the closest i've ever held my own shit. AAAAAAAAAND, when i thought i got a piece already, the whole shit came with it. GAGGED AGAIN ALMOST TO THE POINT OF CRYING. while i was trying to cut it again, i looked away and put it inside the cup. luckily for me, it didn't made a mess. so i washed my hands 4 times and hurriedly went back to the clinic.
i was there and i thought my bad luck was over. WRONG! mistake number 4. when the female doctor checked me up, she finally said "ok stand over the corner and drop your pants."

ME: uhhh... so i unzipped my pants, pulled it down and pulled down my boxers finally.i was trying so hard to look undaunted and normal. but i just can't.
DOCTOR: cough!
ME: (coughs)
DOCTOR: harder!
ME: (huh?!) (coughs harder)
DOCTOR: ok turn around and bend over.
so i pulled my pants up again and turned around and bent over.
DOCTOR: (laughs) oh no, put down your pants
ME: (HOLY MOTHER OF GOD WHAAAAAAAAT?!) OK
DOCTOR: hold your butt cheeks and spread it open
ME: (OH PLEASE OH PLEASE, LET ME DIE NOW, LET ME DIE NOW...)
DOCTOR: OK THAT'S IT. you can put your pants on now.

i honestly felt that i was so small as the letters she asked me to read. dammit.

after that, feeling so violated, i went home. kidding.

at around 6 that evening, jd called me to go with them for asian spirit's 10th year anniversary at westin philippine plaza, now hotel philippine plaza.
when i got there, i had mistake number5. i did not bring my camera!!! boohoooooooooooo. if i did, i would have take a picture of gloria arroyo and her PSG alalays, tessa prieto valdez, johnny litton and pinky amador. damn. well at least i finally saw the president of the philippines personally. woah! she was so cute with her mole while trying to eat a sausage. lol. she's so small!!!!!!

so there. anyway, i can't help but post these. enjoy.

ciao!