This post is a little late (3 weeks) but I would like to let you all know that Gregory and I celebrated our first year together. Back in March, I wrote about the anniversary of us meeting but this time, it was our officially-being-together anniversary.
I've told the story before and I've written about moments we had. Pati moments narin kung saan halos mapatid ako sa sarili kong hair. Ganun.
But yes, one year na kami. Akalain niyo yun?
To celebrate our anniversary, we went to Baguio. Our anniversary fell on a Sunday so we spent the weekend up in the mountains. We went around the city, I got to see my friends again and the best part was, Gregory was with me. It was a great vacation.
Friday, August 30, 2013
No Rest For The Wicked
Mean.
It's a word that I have associated myself with for many years now. But of all words, why 'mean'? You see, I wasn't always like this. There was a time when I tried so hard to fit in. A time when I was nice to everyone around me so they'd like me so I would feel that I had a place in this cruel, cruel world.
But not everyone saw it that way. Even as a kid, I was outspoken. I would have no fear of expressing what was on my mind. I think it's because of that why others misunderstood my personality. Still, I tried to be nicer to people.
Mean, Evil, Mayabang, Arrogant, I have been called these and much more that I’ve lost count. I used to ask myself why. Why do they call me these words? Was I really like that? I knew that I was different. I wasn’t gifted with the same amount of patience or humility others have. Which is why when I dislike something, I would state it outright. I was foolish to think that people, at that time, were mature enough to understand na ganito talaga ako.
However, I was wrong. They took it against me. But I kept telling myself to be nice to them and one day they will realize that I am not the monster they've painted me to be.
The cycle kept repeating itself for a long time. One day I asked myself, what if they're right? What if I am evil? What if I’m really mean? That’s when it hit me. It could only be said so many times and coming from different people, there must have been some truth to it.
It's a word that I have associated myself with for many years now. But of all words, why 'mean'? You see, I wasn't always like this. There was a time when I tried so hard to fit in. A time when I was nice to everyone around me so they'd like me so I would feel that I had a place in this cruel, cruel world.
But not everyone saw it that way. Even as a kid, I was outspoken. I would have no fear of expressing what was on my mind. I think it's because of that why others misunderstood my personality. Still, I tried to be nicer to people.
Mean, Evil, Mayabang, Arrogant, I have been called these and much more that I’ve lost count. I used to ask myself why. Why do they call me these words? Was I really like that? I knew that I was different. I wasn’t gifted with the same amount of patience or humility others have. Which is why when I dislike something, I would state it outright. I was foolish to think that people, at that time, were mature enough to understand na ganito talaga ako.
However, I was wrong. They took it against me. But I kept telling myself to be nice to them and one day they will realize that I am not the monster they've painted me to be.
The cycle kept repeating itself for a long time. One day I asked myself, what if they're right? What if I am evil? What if I’m really mean? That’s when it hit me. It could only be said so many times and coming from different people, there must have been some truth to it.
Monday, August 12, 2013
Foodie.ph (An Up and Coming Delivery Service in the Metro)
Hello my dear readers! As most of you know, I love food. My waistline and size XL shirts speak of how much I love food. Food delivery is my best friend when I feel the munchies which is why I am so happy to have discovered Foodie.ph, a 24/7 delivery service.
Last Friday I ordered from Foodie.ph because I had a scheduled trip at midnight and I didn’t have enough time to prepare dinner. I ordered at around 5:30pm and scheduled it to be delivered by 8:45. Oh yeah, that’s a nifty feature in the website, you could specify the time you want the food to arrive. A few minutes after placing my order, my phone rang and it was a customer service rep from the site. He was full of life and very friendly. Seriously. I’m sure my expat friends who constantly complain about the horrible customer service in this country would love this site.
Last Friday I ordered from Foodie.ph because I had a scheduled trip at midnight and I didn’t have enough time to prepare dinner. I ordered at around 5:30pm and scheduled it to be delivered by 8:45. Oh yeah, that’s a nifty feature in the website, you could specify the time you want the food to arrive. A few minutes after placing my order, my phone rang and it was a customer service rep from the site. He was full of life and very friendly. Seriously. I’m sure my expat friends who constantly complain about the horrible customer service in this country would love this site.
Friday, July 12, 2013
Bulletproof
I was browsing the web when I came across an article that reminded me of something I did a few years ago. Now everyone is aware of my very colorful, sometimes sordid life. Which is why, I tend to do crazy shit every now and then.
A few years ago, I went through a phase. I will not mention what it was, all I can say is that it involved a lot of drama and tears.
When I managed to recover, somehow, I met up with someone and this someone was the reason why I had to go through that phase.
It was a brief meeting.
Less than 5 minutes if memory serves me right.
The moment I saw him, I knew what I was suppose to do. I had rehearsed everything in my head. What I would say, what I would do.
"I have something to give to you" I said.
"What is it?" he asked.
I handed him a very small box. Roughly, the size of a matchbox.
He opened it.
His eyes widened at what he saw.
"What the--"
"It's a bullet" I said, cutting him off.
"Why the hell are you giving me a bullet?!" he asked, all bewildered and shit.
"Keep it as a reminder. A reminder that I didn't use it on you when I had the chance."
The shocked look on his face was priceless.
I smiled at him.
Then I walked away.
I never heard from him ever again.
Monday, June 24, 2013
WD TV Live Review
Like I mentioned in my previous post, I bought a new Media Player/Streamer. Here's a little backstory why I bought a new one.
Two years ago, I bought a media player. The Verbatim MediaStudio HD DVR. It was a great media player and it still works perfectly up to this day. It did have one problem though, a problem that I didn't realize when I bought it. The damn thing can't play MP4 and MKV files which have become the standard format for compressed videos.
Birthday Splurge
Since it's my birth month and I just turned a quarter of a century old, I bought myself a few things during my birthday. A few weeks ago, I got my annual increase at work so I had extra money to spend/ use to pay for my card haha.
First was the Galaxy Note 2 which I bought 2 weeks before my birthday.
Then on the day of my birthday, I was at Megamall waiting for Gregory. He was at work and I was bored so I bought a few things I needed/wanted. I bought 2 books, Revenge Wears Prada by Lauren Weisberger and Inferno by Dan Brown. I am a Dan Brown fan and I loved the Devil Wears Prada (book and movie) so I wanna read these books.
Thursday, June 20, 2013
Birthday Gift: Samsung Galaxy Note 2
Back in October, I posted about getting the Samsung Galaxy S3 through a plan upgrade on my phone line.
Well, goodbye S3, hello Note 2.
Well, goodbye S3, hello Note 2.
Birthday 2013
So I'm finally 25 years old. Medyo tumatanders na. Like I do every year, I threw a party with my close friends and officemates.
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