29 June 2009

Wisdom from Peyups.com



I was reading posts from Peyups during one of those lunch breaks when I came across this post by a certain person using the codename "revo". I cannot remember the forum title exactly but I so totally agree with what he wrote that I saved it in my Drafts folder of my Yahoo email then totally forgot about it until tonight.

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On Guys Liking Girls


1. even if a guy is attracted to you, it does NOT automatically mean he likes you.
2. even if a guy likes you, it does NOT mean that he would like to pursue you.
3. even if a guy pursues you, it does NOT mean he loves you, though he may say so. the pursuit could be a fact-finding mission, for all intents and purposes, to get to know you better.
4. even if a guy loves you, it does NOT mean he wants to marry you.

speaking as a guy, the only thing you girls can be sure of is that if a guy really likes you, he will ask to see you again and again. he can't help it.

but it's not true the other way around - if a guy asks to see you again and again, it doesn't mean he likes you. he might just be playing.

you can also be sure that it a guy starts to make real and personal sacrifices on your behalf, yun na yun. that's the sign, he truly loves you.
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Very true huh? So girls gising-gising!!!

Photo from deviantart.

28 June 2009

Ganito Magwasakan ng Buhay

1. You start the session with the sun shining at its utmost glory. After work diretso inuman na!

2. Maghanap ng lugar kung saan mura uminom yung tipong ang isang bucket ay 125 pesos. Panalo! Paghaluin ang mga beer. We all know that we should not be doing this but with our objective, by all means!


3. Umorder ng maraming pulutan.


4. Make sure na may magpapadespedida para libre ang lahat!!! Woohoo! Thanks Al kahit pa 45 years in the making ang inuman na ito. Haha!


5. Siguraduhin that you have means to get home. Salamat at may kotse si Al dahil sa totoo lang hindi ko na pala kayang umuwi mag-isa. For sure, itatapon ako palabas ng MRT.

Hanggang dito na lang ang kwento. Kasi pag wasak ka na wala ka ng matandaang maayos.
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26 June 2009

Ang Nagagawa ng Isang Phone Call at ng Ulan

Paano nga ba ang maging okay?

Forgive me but the gloomy atmosphere just calls for serious self-questioning.

Matagal-tagal ko ng gusto maging okay. May tamang formulation ng actions at oras ba? Yung makakagising na ako tuwing umaga na walang kahit anong bumabagabag sa akin. Yung hindi maging affected sa kahit ano pa na mabalitaan ko. Kung bakit naman kasi hindi naituturo sa school yan? Yung tipong meron man lang sanang manual na pwedeng sundan para kapag kinailangan mong mag-troubleshoot pwedeng-pwede mong gawin any moment of the day. Kung sana man lang may short courses para sa mga ganitong bagay kahit elective sa college, kahit siguro zero unit pa yan kung alam ko lang na kakailanganin ko siya ng sobra-sobra in the near future eh mag-cu-cut ako ng klase para lang ipa-enlist sya.

Hindi naman talaga ako drama queen eh (hindi daw o), I actually hate writing stuff like these. Una may mga studyante akong pwedeng makabasa nito and I wouldn't want them to think na may sayad ang tutor nila. Pangalawa, baka naman kasi ma-drain ko ang energy ng mga magababasa nito, but then again you can stop at any point if you feel like its getting to be problematic or heavy for your comprehension already. Blog ko naman ‘to in the first place. Hehe.

As loser as it may sound, well I’ve never had a relationship. Hindi naman sikreto na dakilang NBSB ako. Hindi ko rin ma-figure out kung bakit nga ba hindi pa ako napasok sa isang commitment. As with any attraction between human beings, there has always been a spark but eventually it always always happens na may problema. It’s either with me, with him or with something else. Three times and it never reached the fireworks part. I’ve also been too afraid I guess to ask and define the lines. So ang ending, yun ako yung luhaan parati. Hindi ako magpapaka-ipokrita. Frustrating siya. Pakiramdam ko tuloy hindi ako pang-seryosohan, tipong meantime girl lang.

It's been so long that I feel that recuperating is a full-time job already. I've been doing things which I think would help me accomplish the task. The braces, the surprising chopping of locks, the running, the clothes shopping; it's all part of the process. The grand masterplan. I wanted changes. Drastic changes. Feeling ko kasi pag may binago ako sa sarili ko, sasabay na rin na magiging okay na ko.

Apparently hindi ganoon yun.

I've been really fickle and confused as to how I should act and feel during this whole brouhaha. Sa sobrang kaguluhan nagawa kong umintindi, maawa, magalit ng magkakasunod na araw. Kung hindi ba naman mabuwang yung kabilang party ewan ko na lang. Hindi ko kasi alam kung ano ba dapat ang ikilos at maramdaman ko kaya lahat na ng payong kaibigan inabsorb ko. Kahit pa hindi sila pare-pareho ng sinabi. Adik kasi ako.

Generally maayos naman ako, may mga instances lang talaga na hindi maiiwasan. Marami namang nakakaalam ng kwento since open book naman ako. Animated pa nga ako magkwento, pabago-bago ng intonations. I don't want to be mocked; yung masigawan ng "KESOOOO!" at mahiritan ng "EMO!!!" It's bad enough na hanggang ngayon ay hindi pa ako nakakarating sa finish line, though super gustong-gusto ko na talaga matapos 'to.

Kung ano man yung mga nangyari, isa lang ang alam ko: I did not deserve any of that. Madali kasi talaga akong magtiwala tapos haluan mo pa ng bonggang pagka-guillible at katangahan. Poof! It became Koko Krunch!

Jfel told me that I never learn. This I beg to disagree. Kung bata ka ba at nadapa ka kakalaro ng agawan base pareho ba yun sa sugat kapag nadapa ka habang naglalaro ng taguan? Each wound and scar has a different story, and they would never be the same. Hindi mo pwedeng bantayan ang sarili mo at hulaan kung kelan ka nga ba susunod na magagalusan. You can take extra precaution but you can only do so much. Masakit na lesson learned talaga siya. So umiyak ka tapos langgasan mo na lang at pahiran ng Betadine. Pasasaan ba at matutuyo rin yan, wag lang gagalawin para hindi magnaknak.

What I am not liking about this is that I am giving the other person too much control over me already. It's about time that I get the steering wheel back.


Joanna to her heart: I'll give you quintiple dosage of Vitamin C to speed up your recovery. Let's do this!
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Birthday 2009 - 5 Months in the Making

Yesterday I posted this status on Facebook: Ako ay lumulubog sa bumubulwak na quicksand ng utang. Hala.

But then the PAL seat sale happened!

Travel? Utang? Travel? Utang? (with matching weighing action)

PAL’s The Bomb! Who cares about my debts? Submerge myself more in deeper financial vortex! Boy am I in trouble…

I would be spending my birthday in this place with Ann (orgmate/travel buddy), Narod (orgmate) and Cat (Narod’s GF and honorary orgmate):

My tastebuds are practically tasting Jonah’s Choco-Peanut-Banana shake. Can’t wait! Happy Birthday for me indeed this year!

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Photos from deviantart and flickr.
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25 June 2009

Sloth is the Way to Go!

Things that Joanna should not be guilty of:
1. Thai food
2. Ice Cream
3. Occassional sloth and self-appreciation

To have all these on one day, wow I must have been really really good; or maybe I am just one hell of a gluttonous slob.

Last Sunday, Ann (college orgmate), Kay (Chem Eng friend) and Ena (Kay’s housemate) and I decided to use our free 4-hour hydrotheraphy treatment coupon at Ace Water Spa courtesy of the fantabulous Belle de Jour Power Planner. Call time was at 2:30 PM at The Block since Kay would be coming from Calamba. Come 3 PM and she still was not around, Ann and I decided to accelerate our Thai food craving and headed to this place:

I accidentally discovered Jatujak when my feet signalled to my brain that they needed to rest then connived with my stomach and growled on cue during one of the many shopping marathons I was having. Ann and I are such Pad Thai fanatics that we practically hear “ka-ching ka-ching” whenever we see it listed on a menu. Everything else written vanishes and Pad thai suddenly is written on font size 72, bold. During our KL-Singapore trip, we ate Pad Thai thrice and we were not even in Thailand. We were ecstatic with Jatujak’s 109 peso meal which comes with these:

Oohlala Pad Thai!


Lemongrass Tea aka Strepsils Lemon Concoction


Thai Spring Rolls

Chili flakes some more! All these for 109 pesos??? Now if only the Thai’s English vocabulary and diction were as good as their food. Hehe.

After 48 hours of waiting, Kay and Ena finally arrived and off we were to pamper ourselves.

Too bad that cameras were not allowed inside. Ace Water Spa has 25 different hydrotheraphy massage facilities, 9 heated pools and 1 cold pool. It also has steam and sauna. The heated pools were wicked, going up to as high as 40 degrees! Balisawsaw to the nth level!
Tiyaga na lang sa pics sa shower room. Haha walang pinipiling lugar.

I’ve been wanting to try Sebastian’s Ice Cream Burger but ever since I had braces, I found it very challenging to utilize my front teeth for biting. Hence the reason why I use spoon and fork to eat turon, at hindi dahil sa maarrrrteh ako. But no! Whoever thought that the presence of foreign objects in one’s mouth woyuld cause weight drop has not seen a Nutella Ice Cream Burger!

Photo courtesy of http://foodtriptayo.com/

Dark chocolate cookies with Nutella ice cream in between! Who in their right minds would not give in to this sinful concoction? Pag may gusto may paraan diba?

Aaaah…more lazy days please dahlings.


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21 June 2009

Chop It the Korean Way

I was supposed to have my haircut at Regine's on Tuesday but since my schedule is alanganin (Carina's only free time was lunchtime) I decided to do some research and ended up with this salon:



I don't know if I was just desperate to have my locks chopped that I actually waited for two hours just to have it done. This was in their recently opened branch at the shining, shimmering and spectacular SM City Annex. Boo that they do not accept appointments!

Anyhow, I already have this picture of how I want my hair to look like. By the time that it was my turn, this Korean stylist asked me how I like my hair done. After seconds of staring at my Cosmo he told me that my hair is shorter than the girl on the magazine. Looking at it, I know that my hair is the same length as hers but I decided that he knew what he is talking about and let him had his way with my hair. But dang, ibang klaseng nosebleed ang mag-instruct ng haircut sa Korean! Pati neurons at axons ko lumabas kasama ng RBC.

Let's do a little history here:

2007 to 1st half of 2008: Curls by Bench Fix


Second half of 2008: I had then straightened again at Bench Fix


1st Quarter of 2009: Modified Bob aka The Controversial Cut by Alex Carbonell of Propaganda, Greenbelt 1



Second Quarter of 2009: Bob by Jimmy of Regine's Salon, The Link


And lo and behold this is how my Korean haircut went:


I cannot capture in the picture the layers but I am still deciding whether I like it or not. I'll see tomorrow when the styling wears off. But I've decided to stick with Carina of Regine's. Mas madali kasi ang paliwanagan.

I swear this would be the last. I've decided that I'll grow back my long hair for next year. Even though I cannot picture myself sporting it anymore.

Disclaimer: Hindi ako bad trip ha. Just i case may mga nagtataka bakit nagpagupit na naman ako. Favorite word for the year ko lang talaga ang makeover
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19 June 2009

Ilocandia Diaries

Ilocos wasn’t really what I had planned for my 2009 vacation. I was gunning for Bohol but due to financial constraints (I suddenly found my bank account was breathing on the maintaining balance. O-EM-GEE!) I had to make some adjustments; and that’s where the Ilocandia Diaries begin.

I am the queen of organized travel itineraries. so organized that I even dictate to you when to eat, where to eat and what to eat. I’ll even wake you upt when you sleep beyond the hours I allot you. *evil grin* For some reason, some force from above understood my OC-ness (and yes I am putting this as an adjective in Wikipedia) and this tour package landed on my lap:

It was a pretty good deal. For 3800 pesos, all I have to do is sit inside the van, wait for the signal as to where the next pit stop would be then sleep in the hotel after. All set! Now who are the characters involved in this tale:

After months of persuasion, I have managed to pull together a group of five wherein their only connection is ME. Let’s widen our social networks everyone!



Monette - my MVC friend and officemate

William - Monette’s very eccentric (and exotic) boyfriend

Mel - the giddy college orgmate who perks up with the sight of hotdogs

Ghe - the uber-game and uber-excited one. One week before hindi na siya makatulog. Ayos diba?

Special travel companion: Dora the Explorer

June 12, 2009

We left Trinoma at around 10 PM of June 11 with another group of five. By the end of the trip this was how we talk about them:

Character A: “Saan na yung kabilang group?”
Character B: “Sino yung mga bakla?”

Okray mode definitely ON. Come on! One was wearing purple plaid polo and a beret. You would definitely want to sing to, Batibot kids you know this:


Alin, alin, alin ang kulay green

Isipin kung alin ang kulay green

Isipin, isipin, isipin kung alin

Isipin kung alin ang kulay green!


After eight hours of our butts shifting from right to left cheek and so on every after thirty minutes, trying to find the right comfortable spot (which I never found by the way) we reached our first stop: breakfast at Grandpa’s Inn.

Had we known that it takes them an hour to cook their very spectacular corned beef and hotdogs, we would have pre-ordered it while we were still in Manila. At si ate hindi man lang na-stress na ang dami na niyang dissatisfied cutomers. Though sabi ni William na-stress naman daw siya…nag-usap kasi sila sa facial expression. Amazing noh?

After filling our growling tummies with their magical tapa and longganisa we proceeded to our first stop: Baluarte. I was actually left confused as to what was the theme of Chavit Singson’s animal kingdom was. Safari? Domestic?

Oh here’s one: Jurassic Park

Our dugyot selves found our way to the Crisologo Museum wherein the caretaker’s favorite line was:

“Sir Ma’am donation lang po as we don’t charge entrance fees. This is a private museum…akyat na tayo sa taas.”

I swear by my stolen Chuck Taylor that she could have just recorded her voice and played it every 15 minutes and no one would really care. Hindi pa siya napagod.

Ooooh…meron na palang Clinique Happy noon?

Up to know I am still wondering why the hell would the Marcoses would want to have their patriarch’s dead body shaped in wax. I would not want myself reminded of that vision and to complete the whole burol scenario, they even had artificial sampaguita scent hovering the whole of the mausoleum. Such a waste of electricity. Tsk…tsk…We were not allowed to take pictures inside the mausoleum (which was fine by me as I don’t want pictures of the dead Ferdinand Marcos in my desktop) so we just made use of the surroundings outside.

I have always been fascinated with our country’s churches that I make it a point to visit one in every place that I go to. They say that it would bring you blessings to just contemplate and say a prayer. Paoay has got to be the most picturesque cathedral I have ever been to.

Last stop for the day was Ilocos Norte’s very own Malacañang.

Never had I been more relieved to see a bed. After travelling in sweat and grime the sight of the hotel was just too overwhelming. Aaaaah…kama. Aaaah…shower. Aaaah…bubong. Our hotel was actually very nice that it exceeded my expectations. And to top it all off, wifi was free!

June 13, 2009

The second day was my favorite. Aside from the fact that we were like Energizer bunnies recharged with albatross making us better equipped with adrenaline and armed with camwhoring spirits, the itinerary for this day made me very ecstatic.

Cameras: check!

Food: check!

Sunblock: check!

Internalization ng emotera poses: check!

It was actually my first time to go inside a lighthouse. somehow it wasn’t anything that I expected as I have always envisioned lighthouses to be that tall cylindrical structure which is colored white. Yes friends, lighthouses are supposed to be colored white; but Cape Bojeador is pretty in its own rustic way.

Introducing: Ang Babae sa Parola


Funny anecdote while we were waiting for our turn to go up. I was using my chismax skills and overheard this coño guy telling his companion how his outfit (he was wearing all white: long sleeved polo and pants) is perfect for the lighthouse. At kailangan talaga palang kino-coordinate ang isusuot sa location. May nalalaman siyang ganong factor.

So children we sing: Alin, alin, alin ang kulay green…

I do not even know how to write about the next location. The moment I got sight of the Bangui Windmills, I was in awe. Pretty much err-aah-eh-aarr-who are you again?

*drool*

The windmills were just so pretty that I could understand why this girl from our tour group shrieked when she saw the blades peeking from the horizon. We refer to her as ”Marian” because she was just so palingkera. Ang ingay niya promise.

Marian: Grabe dati pinapangarap ko lang ‘to ngayon nandito na ko. Ang ganda. Pwede na ko mamatay bukas!!!

I wanted to scream: Madali akong kausap. Paano mo gusto? Apparently, one of our tour guides Ali was thinking of the same thing.

Being a beach bum, I must say that I was impressed with Pagudpud. Blue Lagoon was actually the better shore of Pagudpud the other being Saud. The crowd was just right, not too many jolog locals who practically gets agitated with the sight of women in two-piece swimsuits. And the sand…oh men the sand was so fine. I am definitely a fan of beaches with sand! Easy to walk. Easy to swim.

Easy to get keso!

After the beach, while still dripping wet, we went on a 30-minute trek to Kabigan Falls. Locals here serve as tour guides and earn a little amount in helping tourists ford the streams. Becaus of their number, they only get to serve as guides once a month. Kuya Fred, one of the guides told us that the falls was named Kabigan because ”marami ang nagkakaibigan” Really now?

June 14, 2009

We headed back to Vigan’s Calle Crisologo and I must say that this is one hell of a photographer’s haven, If only I was equipped with a DSLR I would have taken tons of pictures. Nevertheless, in spite of the glaring rays of the sun, Vigan was and still is love!


Mel and Ghe found this rather odd piece. Comedy. haha!

Kaso hindi nila triny kaya hindi namin nalaman kung totoo nga ba talaga hehehe.

To sum my Ilocos experience up, super kapagod, super dugyot, super bankrupt but I had a blast! This trip made me realize how beautiful the world is, how precious things are to be taken for granted. This trip made me feel…blissful.


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