How to Lose a Date in 10 Seconds

My mom's picking me up later this evening.

dahil gusto kong ipaliwanag na hindi sa lahat ng panahon ay nagsusungit ako

i'm a kind and loving person. a little mushy, too, if i may add. that's the real me underneath. however, that's a privelage only my family and close friends would see and feel.

i am the type who'd just look if i don't know you; a blank meaningless look which got people to think that i'm one big snob. i don't initiate conversations, i'm not good at it. suplada na kung suplada. but had there been a chance that we get introduced, you'd see, i could talk and talk and get chummy with you.

there would be times when i would just wave a simple hello. those are on instances that i don't have time to spare for some catching up, or i'm in a hurry to catch the next bus home, or just too preoccupied with an obsession.

then, there's the nod of acknowledgement if i know you but haven't been that close with you (classmates/schoolmates from way way back, familiar faces within my neighborhood, workplace, etc).

deadma if i'm not sure if i know you, or maybe again, i'm too preoccupied with an obsession.

see? i make an effort to be cute and cuddly and be friendly to everyone.

but getting me pissed is another thing, most specially if i knew that you did it on purpose. i don't blow up just because i feel like it, there must be a good reason for me to get irritated and all steamed up. and if that happened, brace yourself. i'm not the type who suffers in silence.

take C for example, a former workmate. she has this attitude of snobbing people, or the ones that doesn't appeal to her, at the very least. so there, to make it short, i wasn't her type and she wasn't mine either. she doesn't really matter to me, until...

it was our department team building. i was sitting alone on the table peacefully munching meryenda. then, one of her friends (she only has a handful, actually) sat beside me. C approached, called her friend and told her that she wants to sit on the next table. damyou! my blood boiled, i wanted to explode.

the next morning, a dose of her own medicine. she was the one who sat first at the table. my friend, S, was about to take the seat beside her, when i pronounced - with my voice in full volume, but not shouting:

"S, ayoko maupo dyan, dun tayo sa kabila." shooting a deadly glance on her direction.

i must have caught the whole room's attention. so the ones who saw/heard it asked why i did that, i simply told them what she did to me the day before. maldita na kung maldita. i become a bitch only when provoked. remember that!

so where's the mushy part of me? here's something that happened just recently. someone had just said something that wounded my feelings (remember, i am mushy, okay?). no more details, he might discover this bloggy. so there, because of that, he gets the silent treatment from me. i pass him by as if he's not there, talk to the people around except for him (and he's just in front of me!). i have kind of erased him in my life.

to be fair with him, he was not really aware that he had offended me. but still, my feelings got hurt. i can't force myself to be friends with him if i still hold grudge inside me.

until one day, he said "i'm sorry, for [insert his offense here]"

and that's what all it took to melt me like cheese on top of a steaming lasagna. and now, we're friends again.

i'm not all sugar and spice and everything nice. but still, i am nice, really nice. you just have to try to look deeper. dive in, take the plunge. mushy or bitchy, or even both at the same time. take your pick. i do good on whichever side.

by the way, i have the slightest tendency of having mood swings (unless i'm in real pain, physically or emotionally), and i don't take PMS as an excuse to be bitchy.

Sunday at MOA

my muscles are aching that i had to walk slowly, lest i trample down helplessly. from my neck down to my calves, every inch is shouting pain. goodness, what have i learned for the ballet class way back. warm up warm up before plunging in!

rewind:

wednesday night, roxy and i got out at exactly 6pm and hurriedly hiked to the badminton venue. changed to shirt, shorts and rubber shoes, a few counts of stretchings, and there.. halabira na! other officemates came in after about an hour, but we were already sweating by then. our first game was with Noel, then Moty, our manager, followed. Noel and I teamed up against Roxy and Moty. Noel and I won, not because we played better, but mainly because of my shoutings (tili!), that our opponents got too distracted.

now, where's my dear sister when i needed her the most. nevertheless, i still look forward to the next game!

i'm loving this new hobby/sport. next to photography, i think this will stay for long, if not for good. i love the sound of the shuttle cock hitting my racket, just like the way i love the sound of the shutter the camera makes. sapul! iba ang pakiramdam. more effective when i imagine the ex-boss' face as the shuttle, being hit! hahha!

lesson learned:

1. warm up before going in, and take it seriously
2. thou shall not wear mascara when you have a game after office, right roxy?

and for tonight..

my girls and i are going to the gay bar tonight. told you, we're making the most of our times together! no photos for tonight's gig, cameras are prohibited inside the bar.

manic monday

eto na naman
walang kadala-dala
bumabalik na naman sa dati
oh well
do what makes you happy, di ba?
kung san ka masaya
as long as you don't hurt anyone
hala!
go lang ng go!
halabira!

speaking of what's going on..

-- my girls are going in for badminton. need to shake off my salbabida!
-- i'm loving brown eyeliner. kahit pa magmukha akong aswang, go lang!
-- i find the voice of the lead of browman revival sooo sexy! nakaka-akit!
-- looking forward to watch the cutsie cuddly penguins on imax!
-- am collaborating with some photog wannabes. isang malaking suntok sa buwan. hope we make it! emil? are you reading this?

Saturday in Batangas

at the Bedroom

electric fan says

"Pinapaikot mo lang ako
Nagsasawa na ako.
Mabuti pang patayin mo nalang ako"

my first blowjob!

will post more photos from our gig last night. i'm now off to batangas.. another get away!

pre-carousing tidbits

me: "i may not go home this friday night. i'm going out with the girls. e baka abutin kami hanggang umaga, so sa office na lang ako magpapalipas ng gabi. i'll be home by saturday morning"

nanay: "ganun ba, walang problema. susunduin kita"

me: "and where will you stay while waiting for me??"

nanay: "isasama ko lola mo para may kasama ako, ipapasyal ko sya sa eastwood"

my girls have planned to go to a bar in eastwood. talk, bond, flirt, drink, and be merry.

let's see how things will push through by tomorrow.

My December

--Three out of towns in line (and could have more!), lotsa lotsa birthdays and holidays. I hope I could complete the Simbang Gabi this year.

the snatcher says

You never know what you have until you lose it.

And once you lose it,

you can never get it back!

isa pang eksena

one saturday night, picture riccicutie in a pa-sosyal get-up, wearing a skimpy blouse, showing some cleavage, the shortest skirt, face all made-up with black eyeliner, exuding the pa-sexy attitude.

she loiters around glorietta 4, brushing elbows with some snooty kids speaking in some twisted english. then she enters a shop that sells iPods. trying hard not to show everyone that she's salavating over the accessories that could accompany her iPod. everything's going well, the get-up, the projection, the whole show.

until

"chi, black eyed peas o"

it was nanay, pointing to the flat screen tv that's showing an mtv of some pop-rap group.

all eyes are on us.

"nooooooo!!!" i was supposed to utter aloud, but no sound came out... perhaps out of shame. to nanay, any american group, with a black member, who does rapping, is synonymous with the black eyed peas.

the conyo kids, the real sosyals, said in unison "no, they're not!!"

at hindi doon nagtatapos ang kahihiyan.

"sinasayaw namin yang kantang yan sa aerobics class namin e" attempting to do the movements from her aero class.

she must have executed 2 counts of movements, but before she could continue, i grabbed her in the arms and dragged her out of the shop.

"nanay! you're embarassing me!" i hissed!

kung pwede lang baliktarin ang mundo. where the kids could make pingot their parents, i'd definitely do that!

moral of the story: do not leave your jologs mom unattended. ever.

nakikipagtitigan

on a very very sleepy afternoon

riccicutie banging on Mommy G's YM, shrieking after finding out that one of their schoolmates [quick profile: the geeky type and the type who doesn't mind how she looks (though she's actually good looking)] already has a guy, and that her profile in fwendster is already in married mode.

Mommy G: naku cutie,,naunahan ka pa..
riccicutie: hehehe
riccicutie: kainggit, [a term of endearment] ang tawag kay [schoolmate]
riccicutie: hehe
riccicutie: maghahanap na nga ako ng mabibiktima ko
Mommy G:
riccicutie: syet.. si B kaya
riccicutie: nakita ko profile nya, single na sya
riccicutie: hahanapin ko talaga ang mokong na yun
Mommy G: hahahaha!(lol)
riccicutie: i sound pathetic..

mga eksena

An endless cycle of events everytime I tag along to the province...

**On a 5 hour drive, 6 if Nanay is not on the mood to speed things up..

"Wala ka na talagang balak mag-aral mag-drive, ano? Kuntento ka na ng ganyan, nakasalampak na lang sa sasakyan."

Me says: What's the use anyway? Are you going to give me a car if I could drive already?

**With tactless but well meaning Titas and Titos, talking to my mother, but are just within my earshot..

"Hindi pa ba mag-aasawa yan?"

Me says: Mahal kong Titas and Titos (at sa mga iba pang nakiki-usyoso), please, bear in mind that I, hard as a rock as I may look like, have feelings too. I get hurt too, you know?

**Another tactless Tita..

Wala ka pang boypren??

Nanay interrupting: sabi nya WALA

Me says: e wala nga talaga e

**While serving lunch..

"Ikaw ba ang nagluto nyan?"

Riccicutie just smiles. There's no point of telling them the obvious, I want to eat lunch in peace, okay?

I'm sure to hear the same lines again on the next trip, unless I drag some hapless creature and present him as my boyfriend. I will learn how to drive and cook (two of the many duties of mommyhood), don't rush me. I'm taking my time, people.

Another Get Away

Sibuyas says

'Wag kang magrereklamong pinaiyak kita
dahil nauna mo 'kong sinaktan.

what is an eyebag?

shot by the wicked sister, learning to use the autofocus..