I love this baby! She’s so happy and her laughter is contagious and just hearing her laugh like that makes me feel good. This dog touches my heart. To be honest, I’m seeing Bambi in this dog. I still miss Bambi up to this day and I know for the rest of my life I will still miss her, she will always going to be a part of it.
I am writing to whoever upper level management executive who can take some action with this situation I unfortunately had experienced again. If Johnny Valdes gets to read this, the better. Let me tell you what happened. I ordered a carbon steel wok from Amazon second week of December 2009 and conversed with Analyn Diego. I just had a very simple instruction, that the wok be brought to your Buendia/Dian branch as I prefer to pick the package there. Then after a month I was informed that the package was already there and ready for pick up. When my father and I got there, they had no idea about my package. They looked around them then told me it’s not there. And they had no initiative to find my package. I was the one who told them to look in other branches as I knew then that Johnny Air has a branch in Megamall. That was the time they made a call and that’s when they informed me that it was in Salcedo Village branch. My only instruction, to send it to Buendia / Dian branch was neglected. We decided to just drive to Salcedo Village and when we got there we weren’t given any attention by the female clerk whom I believe is Christine I am not really sure now. So the very first encounter I had with Johnny Air then (January 2010) was terrible but I thought maybe it’s because they are new and SOP’s aren’t well established then. But I must be honest that I almost lost my temper with the horrible service I received with all three of your staff and of the package being lost, lack of initiative is unacceptable too. But i just let it go. Read the rest of this entry »
This guy made me laugh! He’s Michael Bustos and I found this video in Facebook when my cousin JR shared this.
Kind of true though. I still hear some old folks speak this way. You gotta love being a Filipino.
Yesterday, I headed to the store to buy my face soap. I was shocked that it got more expensive now. Can you believe that it cost Php180 now when it was only Php140 before? Just to have a clean face, it costs me that much! But of course I have to stick to this skin care regimen I’ve been on since I was 16 or else I’d have break outs. No choice!
This got me thinking on a much broader scale, I wonder, how much would it cost for one person to survive and live? I read or heard somewhere that for a simple and low key family to raise one child decently, it would cost them Php 1,000,000 or 1 million. Yes that much.
Ok that made me re-think about my priorities. Being a responsible adult is scary. You think about every little detail, even things that are far ahead in the future. In this aspect, I envy those people who didn’t go to school and married and have kids young. Why? They have a simple life. Happy to just have something to eat. Happy with a Php 1 packet of junk food. They don’t worry about the time when they need to send their kids to school and how they will do it. They sleep so soundly at night while I, don’t have a good night’s sleep for a long time now, since I became an adult, because I worry too much. Now I kinda believe that the less you know, the less you asks questions, and the more you know about life, the more it scares you. Or maybe it’s just me.
Photo: notmine. Can't find the original owner so can't give credit to the owner. But thanks.
Oooh! I love the videos you get to watch in Facebook. This pumped up my morning.
I hate flirts and mistresses who have no sense of limitation and no respect for other people’s relationships. Whether married or in a long term relationship, you cannot just enter the picture whenever you feel like going in. At least wait for the relationship to officially end. (That doesn’t mean those flirts are off the hook for helping in breaking up the relationship.)
I believe that it is your husband/wife/partner who is more accountable for the cheating. In this case, he is the one who promised to love you and be faithful to you. So I guess at least 60% of the blame should go to him and 40% to the third party.
Is this in Market Market?
Oh I have always pictured myself doing this, just to let the feeling of betrayal go. But I can’t. I’m not made to do “public events” like this. While this is something I can’t do, I totally feel the wife for doing this. I’m with her. She’s just fighting for her marriage and those flirts should be put in their right places. I hate how rude they are. How about Assault Charges? I believe the mistress knows better to not file in this kind of case. It is her own embarrassment to be with a married man so she’s not going to make it public and continue putting herself into shame. They continue being with married men in hiding, as this is not something you tell the whole world you are in.
And to that husband; shame on you! Shame on you for cheating, for not having balls to just choose one woman to be with. Being with two or more women doesn’t make you more of a man or more good looking than you really are, it just makes you a gigantic a$$hole! Disgusting!
Flirts and mistresses are selfish people, this is something I’m sure of. Only thinks of themselves. I hate them. Burn in hell biatch!
These past days had been busy and tiring. We had a little kind of impromptu celebration at home and just invited a few people. Biglaan talaga. So in a day we did all the cooking until past midnight and the kids stayed here so we’ve been deprived of sleep but thanks to my reliable black out curtains and blinds, I’m still able to sleep until the sun is up to regain energy..
So we just whipped up a few dishes, baked this cake and prepared a salad.
This chocolate cake is by far the best tasting with oozing chocolatey flavor, best looking cake I have ever baked ever with minimal effort. I love how the design turned out pretty ok when I thought when I was doing it that it’s a big fail. I lost my offset spatula and piping bag, no cake board (this is placed in a plate), no chocolate to use so I melted little chocolate kisses and no reliable recipe to depend on so I baked by my gut feel. Then after all that it’s still a success. Nice. And best of all, even I can’t stop eating this. Wow.
Guests thought this is store bought. Love it when that happens hehehe. I love it when they rave about our food.
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Despite my recent weight gain and my desire to cut down on food intake, a real bad case of serious craving hit me last night. I wanted pineapple fried rice and chicken satay in Chinatown. Exactly the food I used to eat often two years ago with a close friend.
So instead of heading home after some shopping (which is really tiring), I dragged Bee to go to Chinatown instead.
Then these pretty lanterns greeted us outside the MRT station.
Of what could possibly happen in the future. I have to admit I’m still not comfortable enough to discuss matters about settling down but I am in my mid-twenties already when the idea should be coming in mind a little more often than before. At least I should be able to entertain it.
For someone who never want to be in an unwanted situation, this is a great practice. Other people’s kid, and not ours. After a few hours or after a whole day (the most) we could RETURN the kid to his real parent and our responsibility ends there. If it’s the real thing, then the responsibility never stops. Once a parent, FOREVER a parent. Right Mommy and Daddy? Love you both!
P.S. I’m not in the picture because I first need to reach for the best diet pills. I look like I just gave birth! Bummer. And starting today, I’m not eating rice as counter measure haha.
I saw one in front of my eyes this afternoon when I went to Nassim Road. I was shocked a bit, the sound kept replaying in my head. It’s nothing major major (ehem!) just the side was crushed but I wonder how much it will cost to fix that since Ferrari parts aren’t cheap hehehe. The other car which was a chevrolet must be thinking he could have banged a less expensive car ahahha!
It was surreal really. We always see it in tv but when it happens in front of you live it is a very different experience. No photos no matter how much I wanted to shoot, I felt uneasy to capture other people’s “dark hour”. Oh good thing no one was hurt but it kinda caused a bit of a traffic jam in that area.
Woke up early this morning as we headed to DFA in Aseana Business Park. Two weeks ago, I was in DFA to renew my passport but I had a minor problem with the original release date of my passport that’s why I was told to come back today. I was advised to come early (the officer even told me to come as early as 7 a.m.) so Mommy and I went early. Then turned out the Director’s Office (D.O.) is not open until 8 a.m so I had to wait there in D.O. while Mommy headed to her office in Makati.
After a few minutes Mommy came back. She forgot to give me the parking ticket so she asked the taxi to come back. The guards made it difficult for her to go in again and hand over the ticket to me. I told them they should be flexible! She cannot wait until I’m finished with whatever business I need to do inside. We have no problem following regulations, we were just asking for a little flexibility as they are SERVING the public who are HUMANS. They cannot just simply follow the freaking rule to the letter.
I also need to mention that I hate the arrogance of DFA people. Hello. Let me remind you people that YOU ARE SERVING THE PEOPLE, not the other way around. So many are complaining (and out loud at that) about how things are done there. Good thing I’m not alarmed by arrogance, I can handle myself. I hope this ugly culture will change, PRETTY SOON. Hate it. Hate it!
So going back, from 7:10 a.m, I sat inside the Director’s Office where it was freezing cold. While I was freezing, I got to stare at just about anything inside that office.
The nasty chubby guard who seemed to get to everyone’s nerves (there were three people who got annoyed with him and his tone the time I was there), the nice clean surroundings with nice office furnitures and the unfriendly faces of the officers. It’s fascinating how hard it is for them to give a smile. Tsk tsk.
I got to talk to the same officer who told me to come back today. He just took the receipt and told me to wait again, this was around 8:15 a.m. Then I waited and waited and waited while freezing in that walk in freezer. I thought it’s funny how I was freezing there while I see the hot sun outside. Sayang ang kuryente I thought. It was so cold I was reminded of the first hotel I worked for where the cold temperature reaches the bone. So I waited until 10 a.m. Can you believe that passport releasing took 3 hours?
Wow. Unbelievable.
I’m just glad it’s just over now and I don’t have to go back in the place with awkward silence and frowning people. I really hope this changes. It’s not the essence of the job. I hope they are reminded of this.
It should be, “Service to the Filipino People.”
