there was a boy in my bed last night

i wasn't able to sleep and my bed smells funny.

he'll be spending the night with me again this weekend. i can't wait!

Where the Hell is Matt?

really. really. nice.

Where the Hell is Matt? (2008) from Matthew Harding on Vimeo

on career growth and imbecile replacements

we all come to a point where we have to choose between what's best for our careers and what's been our comfort zones for the past couple or so years.

being in the field of information technology does give one a variety of options in one's continuous search for career advancement and of course, greener pastures. i know that fully well.

people come and go, i know that for a fact. but if it's half of the team, i can't help but take most of the brunt. as i am new to this team, i am, as early as now, feeling it's toll. i'm still in transition and now have to step up. the pressure is on.

i'm still recovering from the thought of losing the ones closest to me. and as if it's not bad enough as it is, i heard that this imbecile wants to take on the opening. we are crippled now, i have to say. but getting one who could barely walk let alone stand is like a drizzle of salt over fresh wound.

i. don't. like. him.

everything about him. more than his attitude, his work ethic is close to non-existent. really.

i could take on added tasks and bigger responsibilities but i cannot stomach the thought of working with him.

please pretty please let the Sybase gods send us the needed help before my boss decides to get him!

miguel - one week old

only a week old and he can already turn to his side on his own.

he does this facial expression a lot

baby iana came by to visit

DIVIrginized

i've always wanted to try it and today, i finally did.

despite the fact that all my friends were betting on me not actually going through with it, armed with all the courage i could muster and enough enthusiam might i add, i did it!

i have to admit, it was a bit scary in the beginning. i mean, it was going to be my first after all. but as the time drew near, fright turned to anxiety as i could not wait.

i've heard people talk about how wonderful and exciting this kind of experience is but i was just too chicken to actually try. that, and the lack of confidence i got from my friends.

today, however, i stood to prove them wrong. and boy, was i ever glad i did. it.was.so.cool! hah! and ya'all thought i couldn't!

i cannot believe i'm saying this, but yes, i am ever so proud to say that i no longer am a Divisoria virgin. really. seriously.

Mama Mia!

based on the musical of the same title, Mama Mia! which stars Meryl Streep and Amanda Seyfried is just what i needed after a bad week at work.

who would've thought that the devil who wore Prada could sing and dance to tunes popularized by 80's singing group, ABBA or that James Bond would agree to wear spandex. really. it was extremely entertaining.

the music was fun, the actors were great and the view of Greece was simply breathtaking.

a musical comedy like no other, Mama Mia! will make surely make your gloomy day a bit brighter and will definitely turn your frown to lots and lots of laughter.

everyone, meet miguel

miguel paulo

today, i became an aunt.

welcome to this imperfect yet wonderful world dear nephew.

may you grow up to be a man of conviction and strength. a man who treats a lady the way every lady should be treated. a man who values family as much as he values life because at the end of the day, your family is the one who will stand by you no matter what.

may you be as strong willed as your mom, as gentle and kind as your dad, and as loving and generous as your grandparents.

you may not know it yet, but i love you already.

a break-up is a break-up is a break-up

the American Heritage Dictionary defines it as

"The discontinuance of a relationship, as a marriage or a friendship."

discontinuance, the end. it did not say for now or for the meantime nor was there a timeframe.

a break-up is a break-up. it isn't a cool off nor a time out.

that being said, i don't understand why some people still feel to have claim over an ex. of course it is natural to feel bad, maybe cry a little, when an ex finds someone new, especially when that ex is someone whom you built white picket fence dreams with.

i was never a fan of cool offs and timeouts as i know these become vicious cycles. for me, it's either we make it work or we say goodbye. and when it's goodbye, it meant no turning back. and what i do or he does after, no longer hold any bearing because we are done.

now, having no such bearing doesn't mean that i have to be happy for an ex right away. i am human after all and am entitled to bitch about it for as long as i want. it doesn't mean, however, that i am to sulk and be miserable when he does find happiness. good for him. good luck to her.

one thing i learned is never to feel sorry for myself. i am all i've got and self-pity will not take me anywhere.

so to you my dearest dearest friend. i will not sugar coat, i don't do that. it may sting like shit now but it'll pass. you are a beautiful person inside and out and he can never take that away from you. you are not alone nor will you ever be alone. he's just one man. there's plenty of them out there. you will find yours as he has found his.

lotsa rave over Avenue Q

from the time the first note was played, until the last applause have faded, i was in theater heaven. really.

it was everything i hoped and thought it would be and more. the puppets were hilarious and the actors, whose energy never ceased, were simply awesome.

the humor was spot on and with the interjection of social issues such as sex, racism and homosexuality, not to mention full puppet nudity, Avenue Q proved itself worthy of it's Tony.

it is indeed a play like no other.

i loved it enough that after seeing it last night, i wanna go and watch it again. so, i will. this Sunday. for it's final show in Manila, i will be there, laughing my ass off and clapping like there's no tomorrow.

of course, it goes without saying, that i will kidnap monsternap Trekkie Monster after the show!

reasons why i love coming home early

home cooked dinner with my family. fastfood is nice given no other option but i'm sure everyone will agree that home cooked meals are the best. even better if it's my mom's adobo or papa's famous laing

bonding time with my mom which meant a marathon of telenovelas. really. no matter how silly and ridiculous local primetime shows are, i try and sit through them with mama, mustering all the effort not to barf at every scene. now, the thought that i'm beginning to like 'dem shows is creeping me out!

better sleeping habit. i've been coming home early this week and my sleeping habit has greatly improved. normally, i wouldn't be sleeping til the wee hours but now, i get to sleep before 12MN. hurray hurray for the ex-insomniac!

no more tardy me. waking up used to be a drag. seriously. it takes 4 sets of alarms before i get my butt out of bed. now, it only takes two haha! which also meant that i get to work on time. yey! wouldn't want my boss to take back my raise now would i?

so there, with a job that goes beyond normal working hours and a social life that goes even beyond those hours, coming home early becomes a treat i savor each and every time.

payback time for the workwhore yey!

all my hard work has finally come into fruition.

doing a job that you like is one thing. being recognized for a job well done and reaping it's monetary reward is another.

it's only been 6 months since i transferred to this fab team and already, my boss saw it fit to give me another reason to smile.

good things really do come to those who wait.

if i could do a cartwheel, i would. really.

yet another pu$$y moment

i didn't go to that thing last Monday. i couldn't get past the possible humiliation, which could be for the rest of my life, had i decided to go with it.

much to my friend's dismay, i had to bid easy money adieu. as my boss said, if it's against your principle, why say yes? there will be other opportunities.

call me chicken, call me pussy. at least i didn't bare flabs skin for easy money.

hala sige ijustfiy pa! hahaha!

funny fab friday

Warning: This post mentions the word fab, for lack of any other suitable word, in several sentences

lunchtime fabness:

yel: would you like to pose wearing a two-piece for an ad?

me: is that a trick question????

yel: seryoso!

yes, dearies, my sweet cousin wasn't kdding when he sent me that message. the modelling agency he's currently working for is lookin for someone with fab flabs like mine for a print ad.

their agency is right next to my building so my cousin asked to see me for a round of smokes downstairs. the agents were there, took one look at me and asked me to go on a go-see come Monday.

me, on a go-see. wearing a tank top. striking a pose. for 150,000 pesos.

the thought gave me chills. not the good kind of chills believe me. the kind that makes my stomach turn and i only have two days to think about it.

night out with the ladies

finally watched Sex and the City. it was FABULOUS!

from the cast, to the clothes, to the shoes, bags and a whole lot of funny bits in between, i say, it was the best chick flick i've seen EVER! i may not have agreed with Carrie's decision to marry Big in the end but still, i loved every minute of the film. it was predictable, yes. but who cares? the ladies are simply fab.

more than a love story, it was, as it has always been, a story of friendship tried and tested through a series of failed and happy relationships and the fabulous wardrobe that goes with it.

Sex and the City : The Movie

I

can't

WAIT!

trip to the beach, typhoon notwithstanding

this year's company outing held last May 16 proved to be a weekend of ironies.

for starters, summer wasn't supposed to end til May but no, rainy season had to start way too early this year. now, a little rain won't hurt right? except that, it did not only rain, but Cosme, with his monstrous winds had to be with us the entire time.

yes, sweeties, we were wearing jackets when we were supposed to be in sunglasses and bathing suits! a night of getting wasted around a bonfire, roasting marshmallows was replaced by a night of tongits inside the hotel room, getting wasted, having a blast nonetheless.

to make our stay even more interesting, the whole of Zambales had a blackout most of Saturday afternoon and White Rock didn't have enough generators to power our side of the hotel.

Sunday morning, the sun came out a bit and we all but run and change, not to swim, but to take photos! the beach wasn't clear because of the typhoon anyway. while the rest opted to jetski and swim, us ladies just lazed around and took pictures. and then it rained. again.

it was a little past 12 when we left the resort and to add to the list of ironies, the sun was up and the sky was blue. nice!

it is true when they said, it isn't the place or the things that you do that matter but the people you spend your time with. amidst the strong gusts of winds, the pouring rain, the frequent brownouts and the not-so-nice resort service, we all had a blast. after all, what could've gone wrong with a weekend spent with people who love to work hard and love to play even harder?

ps.White Rock Beach Resort's service sucks! but that's an entirely different blog entry.

a reason to smile

something's brewing for me at work. my boss talked to me last night about a possible somethin somethin and all i remember was yelping "of course! that's not even a question!"

there is no definite plan yet but the mere thought that i'm being considered is enough reason for me to utter a silent thank you.

could it be that my work-whoring days are finally paying off? ooohhh i sooo hope so! pray for me, will you?

American Idol 7 : David Cook Wins!

time to bring out the bubbly as my boo David Cook is the new American Idol. Hurray! Hurray!

Archuleta may have done better during performance night but the 12 million difference in votes proved otherwise. Albeit the not so good original songs, the cookies won over the angels and i couldn't be happier.

it wasn't a surprise though as iTunes, online polls and radio air plays show that Cook does have what it takes. watching and hearing him on stage is a treat each time, leaving you wanting for more. he will definitely make it big.

as his final song aptly says, indeed, he's more than a name or face in the crowd.

Season 7 has come to an end. a new idol has been proclaimed. the curtains have come down and the stage is at rest. a new season will soon begin and i can't wait.

of peaks and plateaus

the reason why i haven't been blogging is because there is nothing really worth blogging about. really.

sad, but true. my life's been pretty boring the past couple of weeks hence the lack of update in this site. pitiful, i know!

could it be that i have already peaked and plateaued? it's a scary thought but what if it's true? what if, at the age of 32, there is nothing more in life for me.

sans the wonderful job, fabulous friends and loving family, with the occassional boy-on-the-side, are those "IT" for me? seriously. that's a horrible horrible thought! one which i expect to shake off immediately!

shake shake shake!

what about you? have you had thoughts like these? i mean, not that i'm getting depressed by it or anything. but it does make sense at some point and it does make you think about how your life is and what will you make of it in the years to come.

oh, the places you'll go

sometimes, all you need to do is listen to Dr. Seuss. really.