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Hello, fools!
So I've been all over the world wide web for years but it was only when I put up this LJ that I could actually be considered stalkable online. I decided to open my world by leaving digital footprints here and there. I don't mind.
Blogging is my only form of narcissism, which is why I continue to jot down notes on my life for nine years now.
By the way, feel free to comment and add me. Just don't forget to introduce yourself first.
I also reside in other realms. Just check out the 'links' section. A short note though: my Multiply account is highly exclusive and it's only because I post pictures of myself, friends, and family members that may or may not necessarily have our best photo angles. Like I told you, I'm quite the narcissist.
Happy reading!
But don't worry, as I have done in the past, I moved to another journal. Allow me to do some final revisions on that one and I'll let you know about it.
Thanks for keeping up with me here, but the school-related entries really have to go. I have a lot of moving on to do =)
<3, Kath
Members of your family might say they are working hard all day long, while you are off at school or clarinet lessons, but the only way to know this for sure is to follow them at a discreet distance.Last week was very unforgiving--work bit my ass. My plate was so full I even had to extend my working days to Saturday! And I may sound like I'm complaining about it but really, I'm not. I like it when I'm busy and hectic. The feeling that I'm productive and contributing something that will be used makes me feel great. Unfortunately, after everything's been done, here I am, rotting in my desk not doing anything at all (since yesterday!). And I am feeling depressed just waiting for new work or waiting for client's feedback. Am I allowed to hate my job sometimes?
- Lemony Snicket
One by one.
It's not scary-scary because we save that for movies. Harper's Island is a lot like watching a toned down version of I Know What You Did Last Summer, only, I'd choose Christopher Gorham over Freddie Prinze Jr. anytime. Also, they fail in building foundations for the characters because there's just too many of them that you can't give everybody enough airtime to get to know them better. But still, it's a horror series. I don't back away from horror shows (even when I end up covering my eyes and ears 50% of the time).
Bionic woman suit on! Back-to-back meetings with clients, ad placement proposal for one year, required back-to-back events at night. Go!
And then, by some weird coincidence, I saw Ruffa Gutierrez' tweet a few minutes after my friend's:
BIONIC WOMAN! Getting waxed, tweeting with one hand, texting with the other, hair being curled, getting pedicure & made up, contacts in! GO!
It's funny how they have almost the same tweet when they completely do not know each other. But I felt that if I were my friend, I'd feel underrated with my tweet claiming that I'm Bionic Woman (seriously). How can somebody who is WAXING, TWEETING, TEXTING, and GETTING PAMPERED at a SALON compare to MEETINGS, ADMINISTRATIVE WORK, and EVENTS?! And Ruffa Gutierrez calls herself some super hero =|
I have nothing against Ruffa (in fact, I like her kabaklaan and kaartehan) and I have nothing against celebrities. But this is exactly the reason why I believe that being in the corporate world will always be harder than being a celebrity. I'm not discounting the fact that sleepless nights, answering to intrigues, and memorizing lines are really difficult tasks. But these guys have people to fix their schedules for them or to make sure their image isn't tainted for good marketing. While we, on the other end of the world, have only ourselves to do everything for us. For Chrissake, these people dance, sing, and act their way to at least a million-peso check (per endorsement) even if they have two left feet, butcher beautiful songs, and give deadpan faces most of the time!
Of course, I'm not generalizing because there are a few celebrities that I know of who actually have good heads on their shoulders. But please, next time you complain or become mighty proud of yourself for waxing, tweeting, and getting made-up all at the same time, please think again. Because here at the corporate world, we'd take that kind of multi-tasking any time.
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- Mood:
aggravated - Music:Crooked Teeth- Death Cab for Cutie
I have the hugest crush on TJ Manotoc. He's smart, he's tall, he looks soooo good in person, he's funny, and he's the saving grace of Borgy "Putok Labi" Manotoc (like I always say, at least he has an amazing brother). Part of the reason why I fight tooth and nail for patron tickets on our most impossible big games is because I wanna rub shoulders with him (because he's the assigned commentator on our important UAAP games along with Boom) but always to no avail. I'm his friend in Facebook--along with 4,000 others HAHAHA-- and started following his twitter account since he started making one.
His tweets earlier made me laugh so hard:
@tjmanotoc (about 3 hours from web): just took a cab home from abs... and stupidly realizes that i drove to work! now have to take another cab back to abs! hayayay, getin' old
@tjmanotoc (about 10 minutes ago from web): and the story continues, i am now back in abs, and dig this, I LEFT THE VALET TICKET IN MY PANTS POCKET AT HOME! Aaaaaahhhhhh!!!!
Mr. Manotoc, if only I didn't minor for Marketing, I would've taken the elective class you're teaching in Ateneo. The day we bumped into each other at CTC will be forever etched on my memories.
Hay. There goes another reason on my "Why I regret not ever trying out for courtside reporter" list. I heard TJ is part of the trainer/advisor pool of the courtside reporters.
- Music:Love Remains the Same- Gavin Rossdale
It's a Friday! So that only means one thing: another Friday Five! :)
1. What kind of out-of-school lessons did you take as a kid?
I had swimming lessons and piano lessons. Both didn't make me any better than before the time I didn't know what a butterfly is or how it is to read notes. I'm now 20 and all I can do is swim like a kid (you know, when they walk and bounce up and down the pool trying to make their way through with their arm strokes cutting through the water as if they're really swimming but if you look down under, they're really just standing up?) and play a ten-year-old's book of piano pieces.
2. What valuable lesson did you learn this past week?
If something is worth it, as in really worth it, it will never come out easy for you. Never :)
3. Who in your life really needs to be taught a lesson?
HAHA. Is this supposed to be a bitchy question? Kidding aside, I think everybody needs a dose of new lessons in their lives everday. I, for one, think I should be given a long lecture on spending and financial responsibility. I don't think I'm in any position though to say which people around me deserves to learn something because at the back of our heads, I think we all are aware of that and rubbing it on their faces just might sound insulting (that is, if we're talking about the serious stuff.)
4. What kinds of lessons would you love to have a private teacher for right now?
A cooking lesson. Wolfgang Puck or Bobby Flay, please! Maybe a scriptwriting workshop too with Mark Schwann, Shonda Rhimes, and J.J. Abrams.
5. What steps have you taken to lessen the impact of these rough economic times?
Oh God. This is exactly the wrong question to ask me. Didn't I just say that I'm having a hard time with my finances because I'm such a big spender? But well, I try really hard the past few months to lessen my spending (and I've been very successful with that so far). I'm not sure if I'm being helpful to the society during these tricky economic times that we have but at least I know I'm not spending waaaay over board for let's say, uh, a sit-down dinner? Harhar.
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I'm not so happy with my answers. I think that's an effect of having lack of sleep for the past week. But dear God, I just love this job! The work is taxing (with clients believing we're Harry Potter's who can cast a spell on their minute budget and blow it up to extensive proportions for a tri-media advertising) but the perks and the travelled career road in itself? Oh man. I'm not even going to get started.
Have a happy weekend!
Normally, when people splurge on something really expensive, I'd always say "As long as they earned the money they're burning fair and square, then what have we to complain about?" My Theology professor detests that it's a social sin to be spending a lot when everybody else hardly has 1/100 of the amount we spend for our designer bags and although I see her point, I really wouldn't succumb and act all devoted to her stand. I believe that people who allot some of their earnings for expensive items or food worked blood, sweat, and tears for it. Wanting to buy Havaianas instead of Havanas once in a while shouldn't be a choice taken against him or her. The guy wants to experience how to walk in an original Brazilian slippers for pete's sake! If he has the money for it, isn't he allowed to have a taste of the fruits of his labor? My point being very simple, as long as people use money to give themselves happy moments after their sheer hardwork for their family and the people around them, then it's all good.
But. Yes, there's a but...
If the person we're talking about here is the president of the country spending P1 Million for DINNER.. that changes everything. To a point, it's the double standard issue I'm driving at, but she's the freakin' leader of the country--it has to be that way! Plus, she's an economist for crying out loud! She can't just swipe off the country's credit card and charge it to us and the OFWs (working their asses off to put food on the tables of their families!) and say she deserves a fine dining dinner for leading us for almost a decade now! Siya ang ayaw bumitaw sa posisyon niya kaya wag siyang mag-dadrama ngayon. And besides, kelangan ba talaga ng caviar at ng Paupiette of Black Cod (whatever the freakin' hell that is) sa hapunan? Bakit? Kinakati na ba mga dila nila sa adobo at tuyo?
People who work hard may find themselves deserving of a P100, 000 Louis Vuitton bag or perhaps, a million peso car. But Madame President, I highly doubt we'd reward ourselves a P1 million sit-down dinner.
- Mood:
bitchy
I find “The Proposal” to be a (romantic) comedy that appeals to the intellect. It doesn’t rely on slapstick or special effects to draw out a chuckle or boisterous laughter. I found myself to be laughing even at scenes that just involved dialogue. And not even the shrilly or loud kind. Sandra and Ryan had perfect comedic timing – on their own and as the on-screen couple. They trade witticisms and quips like it’s nobody’s business. Usually, I would sense even a nanosecond of pause or uncertainty in the way lesser actors would exchange lines. But not with these two. They could give Lorelei and Rory Gilmore a run for their money.
There. I've shared it. I can sleep soundly now (see? I really loved the movie and Ryan Reynolds that sharing this excerpt led to my peace of mind).
On a totally different note, I seriously have to inject entries on food here--and probably review them. I think I can do better in that arena. Haha!
- Mood:
craving badly - Music:Stolen- Dashboard Confessional
This made me smile =)
Like why are we here? And where do we go? And how come it's so hard? =)
( It's time for Friday Five! )
Have a happy weekend everyone!
- Music:Wouldn't it be Nice- The Beatles
