Chad: You know what bugs me?(Sorry, I forgot their names in the movie and I am not in the mood to Google or IMDB.)
Hilary: People taking your orders?
Chad: Taking people's orders.
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Favorite A Cinderella Story line/scene
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Realization before bedtime
My mom keeps on asking me why I give that much importance to friends when it is not certain they'll stick with me 'til the end. I ask myself the same question everytime she asks me and then, just tonight, I realized why: SUPPORT.
Of course, family will definitely support me in the long run, when they cannot do anything else to stop me but a friend's support is 100% there from the very start. If I wanted to jump into a tank full of piranhas, I know a couple of friends who will jump in with me.
Family will try to stop me before I hurt myself but friends will go through it with me if they feel like I need them to and sometimes, that's all I ever need.
Of course, family will definitely support me in the long run, when they cannot do anything else to stop me but a friend's support is 100% there from the very start. If I wanted to jump into a tank full of piranhas, I know a couple of friends who will jump in with me.
Family will try to stop me before I hurt myself but friends will go through it with me if they feel like I need them to and sometimes, that's all I ever need.
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
It makes me wonder...
I haven't told my parents yet about my decision to not be a slave of the corporate maja rajas (for the meantime) but I can't help but wonder if they'd accept that decision. I know they can't FORCE me to do something anymore because I am legally an adult already.
I feel that they will really disown me when I tell them I've chosen to be a homemaker instead of a corporate slave who works hard to make a company richer than it already is. I mean, they spent millions to send me to prestigious schools. Who wouldn't be mad, right?
Then again, different people define success in different ways. Will they be able to accept my definition of success or will they pretend my life isn't a success because it doesn't fit their definition of the word?
I feel that they will really disown me when I tell them I've chosen to be a homemaker instead of a corporate slave who works hard to make a company richer than it already is. I mean, they spent millions to send me to prestigious schools. Who wouldn't be mad, right?
Then again, different people define success in different ways. Will they be able to accept my definition of success or will they pretend my life isn't a success because it doesn't fit their definition of the word?
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
I am not a fan or anything...
...but these are sooooo freakin' adorable that when I got a hold of them, I went straight to the cashier. No bull.
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Stay-at-home mom vs. Working mom
I've been sending out applications like crazy since last month but I've also been declining most invitations for interviews like they're indecent proposals from dirty, old men. My mind is still not made up if I want to work fulltime again.
Of course, having money to spend whenever I want to spend it how ever way I want to spend it is the strongest arguement I have pro-working mom. I mean, most people my age have this as their reason for working, too, considering the people my age I know are from average families. Saving for the future has got to be my main focus now, I know, but spending is on top of my list right now. Diapers, baby food and all things baby are constantly in my to buy list, most of the time I don't get to buy things I need; like deo and underwear and a new pair of jeans. I get monthly "allowance" from my babydaddy, yes, but 3/4 of the money goes to the baby; monthly check-ups and MONTHLY VACCINATIONS, diapers, baby food, baby soap and shampoo, baby etc. The money that's left is emergency money, which doesn't last long. My parents (and grandparents) give me money sometimes, yes, but it's not much. I still am not paying for rent, electricity, groceries, water and I'm already complaining.
Of course, the main - and probably the only - reason why I wouldn't want to actually work outside home is because I feel that my purpose is to be a mom and a homemaker. I can't believe it at first either. If you knew me before I got pregnant, you'd know that I'm a drunkard who doesn't care if I got to work the next day or if I could stay awake while in the shower. Bry and my baby came and then everything changed. I suddenly want to get my act together and actually live long enough to take care of them. I (sort of) stopped smoking (chain-smoking, anyway). I try to stay away from junk food as much as I could and I always, always pray to God now to spare the world from Judgement Day next year. I want to take care of my family and suddenly be all Mrs. Brady to my (much, much, MUCH smaller) bunch.
I want to help Bry save up for this family but at the same time be here for, say, parent-teacher conferences and family days and Linggo ng Wika presentations. I see working at home the best solution for my dilemma but I need a high-paying, home-based job that can help me earn. Once we've earned enough, we're gonna invest on a business which will give us passive income then we'll never have to become a slave to the corporate world again. But yeah, I have to spend more time online again to find a legit online, home-based job first.
Sigh. Being a grown-up is hard.
Of course, having money to spend whenever I want to spend it how ever way I want to spend it is the strongest arguement I have pro-working mom. I mean, most people my age have this as their reason for working, too, considering the people my age I know are from average families. Saving for the future has got to be my main focus now, I know, but spending is on top of my list right now. Diapers, baby food and all things baby are constantly in my to buy list, most of the time I don't get to buy things I need; like deo and underwear and a new pair of jeans. I get monthly "allowance" from my babydaddy, yes, but 3/4 of the money goes to the baby; monthly check-ups and MONTHLY VACCINATIONS, diapers, baby food, baby soap and shampoo, baby etc. The money that's left is emergency money, which doesn't last long. My parents (and grandparents) give me money sometimes, yes, but it's not much. I still am not paying for rent, electricity, groceries, water and I'm already complaining.
Of course, the main - and probably the only - reason why I wouldn't want to actually work outside home is because I feel that my purpose is to be a mom and a homemaker. I can't believe it at first either. If you knew me before I got pregnant, you'd know that I'm a drunkard who doesn't care if I got to work the next day or if I could stay awake while in the shower. Bry and my baby came and then everything changed. I suddenly want to get my act together and actually live long enough to take care of them. I (sort of) stopped smoking (chain-smoking, anyway). I try to stay away from junk food as much as I could and I always, always pray to God now to spare the world from Judgement Day next year. I want to take care of my family and suddenly be all Mrs. Brady to my (much, much, MUCH smaller) bunch.
I want to help Bry save up for this family but at the same time be here for, say, parent-teacher conferences and family days and Linggo ng Wika presentations. I see working at home the best solution for my dilemma but I need a high-paying, home-based job that can help me earn. Once we've earned enough, we're gonna invest on a business which will give us passive income then we'll never have to become a slave to the corporate world again. But yeah, I have to spend more time online again to find a legit online, home-based job first.
Sigh. Being a grown-up is hard.
Friday, October 7, 2011
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Reblogging it on Tumblr is not enough!
I can't wait to see this!
(I wanted to enlarge the gifs but they get pixelated when I do so I have to settle with these but you can still see the details and ohmygod I really need to watch this!)
Wednesday, October 5, 2011
I need motivation to lose weight.
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| Yas' Grad Party | Hotel Sofitel | October 2, 2008 |
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| FOTOCAM Class with Ms. Saulo | Photo Studio, M208 | Second Term, 2007 |
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| First ever class in SJ | First Term, 2005 |
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| Tambay at the Amphitheater | Taken from Cuyeg's Multiply site | January 20, 2006 |
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| Tito Jobert's 50th birthday bash | C3 Events Place, GH | May 30, 2010 |
Okay. Fight!
I ruined my own morning. I ain't blamin' it on nobody.
I am not one to really make a fuss about the way I look (because I used to be stick thin back in high school til second year college and got that body back again in 09) and I know it's okay to gain the weight I gained and to get the inches I got now that I have this precious wittle baby girl with me but can someone actually tell me that I am fat PERIOD and not tell me that it's okay because I got pregnant just so I can have the will to actually loose all these unwanted fatSSSSS and get on with my life feeling fabulous again? I know this goes against my belief that only I can make myself do something about it but hell, this is just so depressing, I think I forgot everything I learned from the seminar.
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