people do crazy things.

especially people who are about to get married in a few months.

~.~

i tried to finish watching House of Wax. i swear. but i couldn’t.

too gruesome.

i don’t know why my tolerance for uber-gross movies has lowered down to a negative. i was able to sit through the texas chainsaw massacre before and i wonder why i was ready to throw up in the middle of the devil’s rejects and house of wax.

i think i should stop watching too much cutesy korean melodarams or walt disney movies.

~.~

i was practically dying from a migraine last sunday. i got home 9am and slumped straight into the sofa. unfortunately, the migraine was sooo unbearable i couldn’t do anything but slump and feel miserable for at least 2 hours. i couldn’t even sleep because of too much pain. then when i felt the pain subside, i got up and searched for a painkiller. popped 2 tablets and went back to slumping on the sofa. after about an hour, i felt relieved. and hungry. wen to my mom’s house but i don’t feel like anything anything. i gave in to a couple of pandesal smothered with peanut butter. after that, i went back to our flat and soon i was feeling really woozy. i dragged myself to bed and finally went to sleep. i was comatose for hours. i only woke up when geebee arrived at around 8pm.

i still have a slight headache but since im practically a slave to my work, im sitting here in my station, attached to my pc and wishing for the ground to just crack open and swallow me whole.

yet on lighter note, today is payday…a little shopping therapy might heal my worked-out soul.

~.~

im so uninspired. i can’t even tackle a single, focused topic for any of my posts.

very shabby.

~.~

i was feeling so shabby to the nth power that i spent yesterday morning watching simple life 1 & 2 on dvd and actually laughing on paris and nicole’s crazy antics. they’re just so stupid and clueless and funny and bitchy it hurts.

so dumb.

~.~

i need my sweet fix. caramel sundae and apple pie from mcdonald’s.

yeah, that should work.

i should have been a millionaire yesterday.

i watched the saturday edition of Pilipinas, GAME K N B? yesterday and Kris Aquino (wearing a, i kid you not, long pink gown because its Chinese New Year and its supposed to bring good luck blah blah blah)…anyway, Kris revealed the 1-million peso question and without batting an eyelash i screamed out the answer.

Kris: Here’s your question. Anong hayop ang tinatawag na Lady of the Sea?

me: dugong! dugong!! DUGONG!!! (note the increase of intensity).

contestant: dugong?

Kris: sure ka na ba?

contestant: sure na.

(Kris cues in for a commercial)

me: bilis hulaan mo rin yung sagot!

geebee: fish?

me: nge! mag-isip ka naman!

geebe: jellyfish.

me: basta ako dugong! dugong!

(Kris welcomes back her audience and repeats the question)

Kris: …..at ang tamang sagot ay…DUGONG! (she screams out the answer like her throat will be ripped out due to the intensity).

contestant: ………………………. (at this point, the contestant is speechless and is doing jumping jacks and flailing her arms like an idiot).

me: sabi ko na! tama ako! tama ako! TAMA AKO!

(i run out of our flat to my mom’s house to tell her i ansered the 1-million peso question)

so there, i should have been a millionaire yesterday. matter of fact, i should have been a multi-millionaire. that is the 5th 1-million peso question i was able to answer correctly. gah.

i think its a sign.

i should shun away any jologs thoughts and text my name and address to that damned gameshow and wait for a call that will transport me to a world of color coded pyramids, automatic swipes, silly questions, korek! and million-peso dreams.

now, if only i could buy some credit for my phone to get me started.

~.~

this is currently keeping me awake and entertained during my mundane hours at the office, thanks to you.

 ~.~

this is cool. i went, “damn!” after clicking on the submit button.

 ~.~

yesterday was the last day for applying for the Citibank Credit Card. i had a vague recollection that the last day was supposed to be on the 30th. i was fooled. i wasn’t able to submit my application. i guess its another sign. oh well, seems like imma push through with the equitable card application form that’s been gathering dust under my desk.

~.~

its my day off in a few hours. il finish watching House of Wax once i get home and then hit the sack.

it will be another comatose sunday.

we are now on 24/7. the center. meaning there would be daytime shifts. morning shifts. afternoon shifts. aaahhhh!

is this a sign? is this a sign? is this a sign?

what if our team gets a daytime shift?

aaaaahhhh!!!! that would be the end of it!

so i hate my schedule. the waking up at 8 or 9 pm to get dressed and go to work to complete a graveyard shift. going out of the building when the sun is all high and mighty and stinging your tired eys. when you feel so harassed. so fucked up. because you go to work at night.

that’s why i hated this job even if it was a good-enough-paying-job.

that’s why i wanted to resign once i find a day job that is still a good-enough-paying-job.

and then this! that would be the end of my super-mega-want to resign…

so now im on the verge of getting too excited. when do we get that kind of schedule?

when? when? when! WHEN?!

please give us that schedule. please give my team that schedule. please give my team a daytime schedule.

if that happens, i promise promise from the very very bottom of my eccentric heart that i would not rant about how i hate coming to work. i would stop being so angst-y. i would stop watching the princess diaries 1 & 2 over and over again. i would stop eating too much frenchline cheese ensaymada nuggets. i would stop scoffing too much frenchline cinnamon buns. i would stop drinking too much lipton green tea. i would stop chatting online while at work (well…maybe a little). and i would stop blogging when i should be taking in calls (well…i guess we might need some exceptions…*wink*).

bottomline, i would try, try my best to like my job only and only if my team would be assigned a daytime schedule.

just this one. just this one eeny weeny favor.

*falls on the floor, knees down, hands clasped, bows head, closes eyes tightly, prays harder than the time an earthquake hit baguio city and allows soul to float to eternal craziness*

~.~

currently reading Paulo Coelho’s The Alchemist for the nth time.

reason being that…i need something to fire up my spirit.

on the headlines:

crap.

the dsl speed right now here at the office is soooo effing slow. i am not annoyed of the ridiculous speed just because it takes me forever and a kadillion years to open my blog. i am irritated because it also takes a kadillion years to open up our tools, which unfortunately are all web based. so it takes a good 3 minutes before any of the tools open - im stuck on a blank page when i try to access customers’ accounts…run line tests…changed passwords - crap. and to think that our dsl company is offering as fast as 6M! haha! what a big joke.

~.~

in other news:

i might be applying for a credit card. im thinking about it. that’s because Citibank personnel have planted themselves on the lobby and is having so much fun waving brochures and application forms on our faces. i used to have a card that sort of works the same way as the credit card they’re offering. but i haven’t touched my Equitable PCI FastCard in a year now. that’s because ive been healed of spontaneous-shopping-frenzy syndrome. that damn card is culprit to my collection of books and tops. that damn card was eager to take care when i have i-crave-for-(name of certain specialty of a certain resto). that damn card was my best friend on nigt outs and endless bar hopping. that damn card made me into a financial disaster. so when i had my first real-good-paying-job, i said buh-bye to that card. i will have a future. and that does not include credit card bills that spells nothing but D-I-S-A-S-T-E-R. no, thank you.

until this.

but i was very careful. i took the form and held it in my face with my heart thumping so loudly. there was a debacle goin on in my head:

sara1: great! sign it up now!

sarah2: no. wait. think about it first.

sarah1: no way! fill it up now!

sarah 2: you have to discuss it with first with geebee.

geebee. yeah, now there’s a good reason to take home the form. il have to discuss it with geebee first. good point.

~.~

in lighter news:

its a date! NOVEMBER it is! no specific day, yet at least the month is! now if only il have the strength to haul my big ass to the nearest gym…ugh.

~.~

fuck! fuck! fuck!

ive just verified a few minutes ago that our current dsl connection sucks!

cuz as soon as i submitted my post, the page went PAGE CANNOT BE DISPLAYED.

aaaarrggghhh! i literally, literally was screaming out profanities in front of my PC.

after that, i took a deep breath and tried to calm down and tried to write everything all over again before the ideas could skip out of my brain.

i hate this day.

had a serious conversation with my dad through chat. topic: marriage. well we’ve had a light conversation on the same topic the last time he was here. he did not ask me and geebee for any specifics, except that he wanted to confirm if we did have plans of settling down. and then this. still, im glad he started the topic. atleast he’s trying to get involved. i like that.

here’s a bit of the conversation we had:

Orly: by the way..when are you and geebee planning to settle down…dates in particular?
sarah: no specific date
sarah: was hoping around summer…this year
sarah: but still deciding on it
Orly: sorry, i mean within this year…which month?
sarah: maybe april or may
sarah: and geebee says that we have to know if ul have a chance to come home then…we can’t get married w/o you here
sarah: pa? are u disappointed?
Orly: i did not come on all occassions during your graduations in elementary, high school, & college…but on your marriage, i must come, even if i dont like to see your mom.
Orly: i’m little dissappointed becuase you’e still young and still building your career…but if it will make you happier, i have no objection at all.
Orly: what makes you happy..makes me happier.
sarah: i just want to assure you that ive never felt sure in my whole life on him..or on the decision to settle down..
sarah: geebee is supportive in everything i do…whatever career i choose…i know he’ll be supporting me all the way..
Orly: you know better than anyone whe it comes to geebee.. if you think that settling down is not a hindrance to all that what you want to do, then start planning your marriage….for me, i hope november or december this year is the most suitable date.
sarah: well..yes…end of this year is a good time to get married i guess
sarah: anyway, we’re still deciding on it. and will update you, just in case.

~.~

today is not a very good day. and that is an understatement. it is the worst day. and that is also an understatement.

it ws raining hard on my way to work

i was monitored in a call where i made a complete fool of myself only to find out at the end  that the customer’s problem should have been handled by the webmaster’s department in the first place.

i have a failing CSAT for reasons still unknown.

i have a pounding headache.

bleh.

except for that conversation i had with my dad, today is H - E - L - L.

and believe me, that is still an understatement.

blank…

blank…

blank…

pathetic.

~.~

there’s not much to do here at work. that’s why im blogging straight after 3 hours of sitting in my butt, zoning in to my favorite websites, dragging my eyes to the regular blogs i read and chatting the minutes away. im wasting company money…and time. haha. well its not my fault that there’s batch after batch of new blood coming in and taking calls. so that leaves me at the end of the rope with nothing else to do but slack during office hours.

i love it.

it gives me time to blog.

it gives me time to write.

it gives me time to read.

it gives me time to relax.

~.~

if i become the president of this company, i will fire every IT department employee who blocks and disables my agents’ surfing and downloading capabilites to sites like friendster or people or miniclip or ym or gtalk or e-messenger.

the root of my anger is because our IT people went disable-happy on our PC’s.

my firefox browser is blocked.

my opera broser is blocked.

my maxthon browser is blocked.

friendster is blocked.

e-messenger is blocked.

half of the ie internet options tab is disabled.

netscape browser is disabled.

any form of downloading capability is disabled.

the fuck?!

im a technical support agent and half of the programs in my PC is either blocked or disabled?!

are they thinking using their big assess?!

tomorrow when i come to work i will take with me a home-made bomb amd throw it at their office and laugh my evil laugh and hope they all burn like hell.

~.~

neil [one of my team mates] came up to me awhile ago to share a secret. seems like a jealous-green-with-envy-monster came up to him to ask if im pregnant. of course, the good friend that he is, said im not. which is fuckin’ true. he said, “she’s just gotten fat.” [thanks, neil].

anyway, this green monster/bitch insisted so and even said, “buntis sya. antay ka lang, manganganak na yan.”

whoa. so you take everyone like you? that when you sleep or live with your boyfriend, automatically, you’d get pregnant? not me. you may have made the same mistake as some did [getting preggy outside marriage and father-of-the-child-doesn’t-damn-care], but please, just shut the fuck up because half  [or more than half] of the female population nowadays are not like you. and just to make you feel better, IM GETTING MARRIED THIS YEAR. yeah, you heard it right. and while some people are left behind by the fathers of their child, mine is eager to be a father of my future, i stress, FUTURE child. i don’t want to sound bitchy to the 10th level but you started it. so before you spread nasty, fugly information around, better look at yourself in the mirror first and be ashamed of yourself.

~.~

i lay dead like a fish out from the water for a good 20 minutes. my head shot in all directions. on my desk. on my keyboard. infront of my monitor. while the rest of the people around me buzzed. there’s work all around. and i dozed for a good 20 minutes. while at work. with supervisors milling around.

very shabby.

but im on my 30-min break so they can kiss my ass if they dared wake me up.

so they left me alone.

so i dozed for 20 minutes in front of my PC while the rest of us corporate slaves worked.

ZzzZZZZZZZZZZ

~.~

we promised that the world wide web would be our only home. we can speak with each other…freely expressing our every thought and emotion. we could brandish and rant as long as we want. we can even cry or laugh. but that’s it. just on the world wide web. that way there would be no complications. because we like each other. we like talking to each other. we like that we agree on several things. we like that…im not sure anymore….all i know is that we like the company that was bonded together with the help of fiber-optic lines and colorful fonts and cute smileys. *sigh*

“salamat sa patuloy na suporta. alay ko sa sambayanang pilipino ang laban na ito…”

para sa bayan…

para sa bayang pilipinas…

para sa bayang pilipinas ang labang ito…

VOTE MANNY PACQUIAO for PRESIDENT!

just kidding.

so yeah, manny won the rematch and redeemed himself. he used a different pair of gloves and guess what, he won. so there. suspect held. culprit identified. criminal guilty. evidence verified. problem solved. case closed. blame the previous lose to a wrong pair of gloves.

nope, i definitely have nothing against manny. im proud of him. he brought pride once again the filipino people. to the philippines. everybody loves him. politicians luurrvee him.

im just sick of seeing the string of dogs yapping at his feet.

a message to manny: hope you can now identify those who can be genuinely called your friends to those who are merely trying their best to be carried off with the current of wealth, popularity and power you have right now.

~.~

The Skeleton Key is one goddamn movie! i looovvee it! i was breathless! the ending was superb! although ive guessed at the middle of the movie who the real culprit is, i never had an inkling on how it will end! aarrgghh! im just swept away by the ending…im gonna watch it again!

~.~

finished watching The Cave. well…i could say they tried their best but their best wasn’t enough. first, ive guessed the ending during the middle part of the movie and yes, my guess hit the bullseye. second, bad acting. im not a movie expert but…for me…their acting looked hollow of any emotion. bah.

~.~

watched Stealth right after The Cave and was i in for a surprise. #1 it was a good movie. #2 it was not a boring movie. #3 there was no sex scene just because their’s a female main lead who lusts over a co-male lead and vice versa. maybe i was just bored yesterday. but honestly i liked how the movie ran through. no long, dragging and crappy exchange of mindless dialogues. no sentimental staring-into-the-air scenes. i love the fast-flying-over-high-skies-while-dropping-bombs. or maybe because im just a tech freak. gah.

~.~

watched The Island right after Stealth and (hit me now) i survived it. gist of the story: cloning. yes, there was a sliver of a bed scene by the two main characters. and here’s the reason: they’re both clones on their mid 30’s who have never experienced such and so they’re curious. urgh. but really, i survived the ordeal and soon im seeing credits roll by the screen. congratulations to me.

~.~

attempted to watch The Devil’s Rejects in the evening. but i couldn’t stomach what the characters were doing. 20 mins into the movie, i ran out of the room to throw up. geebee tured off the movie and i ranted on it. and to think i was planning to buy The Isle on payday and find out what the fuss was all about. yech.

~.~

watched My Little Bride this morning for the 2nd time before i slumped back to bed. very cute movie. worth watching. i know, im biased. im in-love with korean melodramas and ive tagged every korean melodrama as cute, funny, romantic, worth-watching-time-well-spent-movie. but really, that’s why korean melodramas are such a hit.

~.~

the kare-kare was a success! my mom was so so proud of me cuz she did nothing but add a dash of salt. and although i panicked for a good 5 minutes until my brother agreed to run to the nearest mini-grocery store to purcahse an extra bottle peanut butter. thanks to him, the recipe turned out sweet and creamy. and he loved it. geebee was ecstatic and wanted me to cook again next weekend, this time using beef instead of pata. whoa. can i handle that? yihee.

~.~

im such a slacker today. im on an all-time low because my stress-free weekend have been cut short. im currently in the office doing overtime work. ack. and to make everyone know that im currently on a sloppy mood, i came to work wearing my drawstring pyjama-like/perfect-for-beach pants + white tank top + gray hoodie + black/white flip flops. yes, i work in a corporate world where our supervisors roam around in neckties with their sleek laptops tuck uinder their arms and i drag myself infront of my pc wearing a pair of flip flops with a dishevelled look like i just got out from bed.

oh. oh. oh.

one of my supervisors agreed to let us off early if we avail of people.

please. God. let. more. people. come. to. work.

~.~

and i decided. not to put any titles on my entries anymore. its getting way difficult to think of wicked titles that will trick you into reading a post.

haha.

im such a dork.

kill me now

i wanna die…

that was a pathetic one-liner i blurted while waiting fro somebody from Linksys Tech Support to answer my call. been waiting for almost 20 mins now for somebody to take my call. good thing my customer has agreed to conference in while waiting for somebody. so that makes 2 people waiting on the phone. blaaaaaaaaarrrrrggggg.

~.~

im glad for this. now at least i still have something to do than surfing brainless sites and playing at miniclip.

~.~

three and a half more fuckin’ hours. effing three and a half more hours of dealing with idiots before i can log out and have a day off. that’s one more fuckin’ fact. one day off. we have to come back to work on monday night.

mandatory rest day overtime.

shit. shit. shit.

~.~

anyway, here’s what i have planned for my precious one day off:

1. go straight to the market to buy kare-kare ingredients for dinner. mom will teach me how to whip up geebee’s fave dish. i might end up scoffing down the peanut butter.

2. buy local newspaper and scan for possible jobs. a job that will take me away from my work-that-caused-me-misery.

3. buy ice cream. any flavor. as long as it comes out from a fridge.

4. pay my sister to do our laundry. i loovvee doin’ the laundry…the fresh smell of soap and fabric conditioner…im just not in the mood to smell any of that now.

5. take a long hot bath.

6. slump infront of the tv for the rest of the morning until after lunch.

7. finish watching The Cave and attempt to watch Stealth. amidst declarations of disgust from those whove already watched it.

8. prepare dumplings for dvd marathon with geebee.

9. fix the mess. mess = our apartment.

10. dvd marathon:  Skeleton Key and The Devils’s Rejects and one other movie i forgot the title. 

~.~

goin’ back to the first paragraph, i still feel sucked up.

aaarrgghh.

oh please kill me now.

~.~

watched March of the Penguins yesterday.

when i grow up, i want to be a penguin.

to evil clipboard lady: its payback time!

congratulations to my brother who was dean’s list #151 in their university’s engineering department. coolness.

and that from somebody who professes nothing but hate for his course.

woopeedo!

~.~

congratulations to me for having a perfect PERFECT survey. a survey which authomatically pushed me up the ranks (meaning im suddenly everybody’s favorite and my coach’s bestest best friend) and my stats into the safe zone (read: buh-bye red zone!).

and that from somebody who professes hate for her job.

yiiheee!

~.~

i think im going bonkers. besides that perfect CSAT (customer satisfaction survey), i was told i have 3 other perfect surveys this month, the one’s customers answer through phone. whoa. this is getting scary. is this a sign? that i should stick with this job?

noooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!!!!

~.~

remember that awful clipboard  lady who thinks she’s better than anybody else? well fate has its own twisted way of givign me a chance to hail my sweet revenge.

during lunchtime at work, i went straight to my favorite caterer and just stood staring at the array of meals, having no idea which to order. its 4:30am and i was eyeing this platter of sweet ham and a small pile of crispy-looking golden-brown strips of bacon. suddenly, clipboard lady was standing beside and mentioning how she’d like the bacon. suddenly something snapped. manang who has been noticing how i was just standing and not ordering anything asked me,

manang: ano ulam mo?

me (seeing the chance for revenge): yung bacon…tska lagyan mo din 1 ham.

manang, who is well aware that im their #1 suki especially in buying every cold bottle of Lipton Green Tea they have, scooped the remains of that saliva-inducing strips of bacon and dumped them all ALL into my would-be plate. ALL. i love her.

evil clipboard lady: ay…wala ng bacon?

manang: pang one meal na lang lahat yun.

me: *snicker*

nyahahahahaha. i watched evil clipboard lady slump off and maybe decided not to eat anything. nyahahahahaha! i hope she starves to death.

sweet, sweet revenge.

~.~

my mom’s getting concerned about my eating habits. not because im trying to skip as much meals as i can in a week (that’s what my sister is doing right now), but because i was eating as much meals as i can…in a day. yesterday i had lunch 2x. first is around 11 with my mom. 2nd is around 12 with my bro. whoa. 2 lunches in a span of 3 hours!

i feel bloated. and bouncy.

again, reminder: im not fat, im just fluffy.

very cute. i know.

~.~

miss na kita eh..

that ws geebee’s reply when i asked him why he miss called my phone at 7 in the morning when he knows im im at work dealing with idiots of the world wide web.

i swear my knees went weak and i had to fight the urge to hug and kiss him infront of his work mates.

he misses me?

FYI: we live together. see each other 24/7..well almost..since we had to work. he gets to sleep beside me, wake up with me, watch tv together til our eyes hurt, scoff down plate after plate of good food we cook together…i could go on…still he misses me…just because i had to go to work for 10 hours and see each other again after that to talk about how our day was spent.

words like just make me feel so overwhelmed i was giddy the whole day.

empty wallets, offline ATMs and weird conversations

as of the time on my phone here at the office, its 4:38 friday morning, 20th of january. ack. 10 more days to go before payday. double ack. not that i absolutely have nothing on my wallet anymore, i just can’t help to see my payslip for the end of the month because 1] i had a number of overtime work put in and 2] i only had 1 absence! so if for the past month, i had at least 5 absences but still got something around 6k, then maybe…just maybe… aaacckkkk! im so darn excited! imma buy myself a book. i haven’t bought myself a book in months. and a new muffler. ooohhh. this is bad. spending my salary even before receiving it. maybe il just treat geebee to a dinner. and movies. gah.

~.~

well having an empty wallet and offline ATM is something to thank for sometimes. in my case, i just saw somebody here at the office wearing the same SAME pale blue and lime green with baby pink stripes slingback sandals ive been salivating over with at Celine a few months back. its just plain luck that the reason I was at the mall was to meet somebody and return a couple of books, so i don’t have any cash with me except my card whereas the nearest back machine is offline and i absolutely am so tamad that day to walk a couple extra miles to withdraw. i promised myself id go back and buy a pair. i think i got wiped out by a car and bumped my head on the pavement on my way home that day because i completely, completely forgot about it. until today. whew. it would have been a bad day for me to be wearing the same fuckin’ pair of slingbacks as somebody working in the same office as me. thank god for inefficient Automated Teller Machines that should be online 24/7.

~.~

on my way to work last night, the cab driver started a convo with me that seem typical at first…then became weird…then utterly hilarious i had to fight a snort:

cab driver: may lumalabas ba ng ganitong oras sa opisina nyo? (its 10pm)

me: wala po. mga 12, 1 at 3 ng umaga meron.

silence. and then…

cab driver: mahirap ba trabaho nyo?

me: okay lang. mahirap lang siguro dahil iba yung oras.

okay. this is still typical. until…

cab driver: mag aapply sana ako eh. marunong kasi ako mag french at spanish.

me: errmm…ah ok..

whoa! last i checked, our client is based in atlanta, gerogia and that is in the United States of America. our customers are scattered within the nine-state southern region namely and specifically: alabama. georgia. florida. tennessee. kentucky. louisiana. mississippi. north carolina. south carolina. i don’t see paris or spain. and last i checked, the main language used here is English, except maybe for the Florida Keys where some of our customers require to be transferred to our Spanish Helpdesk which is located in atlanta. so to you manong who boasts that he is qualified to work here in our company because he can speak french and spanish, ummm…i think you do great as a cabbie driver! have a safe trip!

~.~

one of my customers opening spill when i received her call:

me: thank you for calling tech suppo.. 

customer (cuts in): i have a MAC, can you help me?

whoa (again). not because you’re using the Macintosh means you can intimidate me. and just because you have the mighty mac, it doesn’t mean that only a 10th level computer technician can help you. i always get that i-have-the-best-computer-called-macintosh whenever i receive calls like this. what’s with mac? just because your equipment is a lot more expensive doesn’t mean its way better. so there.

dvd marathon reviews

whew. got a lot to post about. mostly some reviews from the tons of dvds i watched this past weekend. and yes, i did not come to work yesterday. reason: don’t ask.

moving on, i said on a previous post that i would detain myself infront of the boob tube and burn my eyes silly from watching every dvd i could muster. i did just that and here was the lineup:

1. The Notebook -  yeah. ultra sappy. i read the book. the book was better. the book made me cry. the movie did not. but i love, love the river/swamp scene with all those swans swimming by. very, very dreamy.

2. If Only - another sort-of-ultrasappy-but-not-quiet. typical love/fate movie. Paul Nicholls is too die for. im kinda annoyed by jennifer love-hewitt’s perky character. movie is very touching in a way. just your regular cheesy, sob-fest type of movie when you’re in the mood.

3. Sweet November - whoa. this one. this one movie i really, really like. well of course it stars two very splendid actors: keannu reeves + charlize theron = certified blockbuster. this is my third favorite main-character-dies movie.

4. A Walk to Remember - so ive watched it like a kadillion times. but after watching Sweet November, i just can’t help myself. like The Notebook, ive read the book and fell in love. as for the movie…i rest my case. and yes, this is my first favorite main-character-dies movie.

5. American Pie 4 - so…here’s a tribute to the american pie series that had opened many doors and sparked a million lustfull wishlists. an eye-opener for many, a laugh trip for the gang. but honestly, its a disappointment. it did not follow through the last 3 movies that were uber-hilarious and a total non-bore. i guess because the characters are all new and stifler, stifler’s gone! but hey, there’s always part 5 to look forward too…i hope!

6. Memoirs of a Geisha - i haven’t read the book. planned to read it before watching the movie. but the moment i saw a pirated dvd copy up for sale, i grabbed it, paid for it and went straight home to wartch it. i dunno how to rate it based from the book. but as a movie, its elaborate. the actors are all amazing. i want to be a geisha when i grow up.

7. Lord of War - what happens when you put nicholas cage and ethan hawk in one movie filled with guns and guns and guns? very sexy. period.

8. Beautiful Boxer - this is one good movie. i luuurrrvveeee it. its heartwarming. its cute. its the kind of movie you’d be proud of saying, “hey ive watched that!”

9. Princess Diaries 2 - okay. so like ive watched this movie for the nth time. i can’t help it. i wanted to blabber on the why’s i absolutely love watching this movie over and over again but restrained myself. let’s just settle with this one fact: anne hathaway rules! ack..very cheesy…but hey, ive watched Princess Diaries 1 a kadillion times too!

10. Dangerous Beauty - i know. its very 90’s buy what can i do? ive ran out of movies to watch? setting: venice. great costumes. great acting. but unfortunately, a few people were able to appreciate it.

so there. 10 movies. i totally enjoyed every minute of it. im such a movie junkie. i live for good movies. entertaining movies. well guess what, there’s a new list lined up for this weekend: House of Wax…Stealth…The Cave…The Devil’s Rejects…March of the Penguins…and its only thursday! you just don’t know what me or geebee will pick up along the way. im excited!

~.~

so it was my mom’s 50th birthday yesterday! 50! wooohooo!

~.~

dad called me last last night. he said misses me. i miss him too. miss him so so much.

~.~

my bro said he’s sick of his course. BS ECE. electrical communications engineering. i can’t thank of any pep talk. just told him to contact dad ’bout it. i mean, this is an issue between them already. first, my bro wanted to take up an IT course but 2nd, my dad wanted him to take an engineering course. so its an issue between them. period.

~.~

i saw geebee cry for the 2nd time. the first was during the first first time we got to be together when he visited me here from manila. i was preparing his stuff to take back home and just suddenly hugged me from behind and cried. i remember crying also. this time, i was preparing breakfast last monday and he just burst into tears while speaking with his dad on the phone. his dad is in the hospital. it just kills him, he feels helpless that he’s 6 hours away from him. after the call, i hugged him. we hugged each other while i hushed him down. we were silent for a good 10 minutes. his dad is okay now, due to get out anytime. he’s happier around me now. im happier also.

~.~

there’s a new call center in town. a friend of mine who recently resgined from the same company im working for just walked in with only a resume at hand and got accepted as fast as a flick of a finger. very tempting.

slight ranting

im here at work today. at 7am. ugh. the climate’s freezing cold again and even if you’ve had enough sleep and done nothing but slump in front of the sofa all weekend scoffing down tubs of ice cream while watching one dvd after the other, you still wish you’re still rolled in bed…underneath a warm comforter with that somebody hugging you. *sigh*

well there’s a lot i want to blog about but my mind is still floating in outer space so il just blog about them tonight. as for now, i could feel my body crashing down to reality. work.

*double ugh*

post. ha!

yay. mom’s gonna be home today. from the hospital. never felt so relieved.

but still there’s bad news. geebee’s dad was rushed to the hospital yesterday night. thing is, we can’t pay him a visit because they’re in manila. i know geebee’s worried, even if his mom said he’s okay. i can tell he’s worried. why? he didn’t go to work today. i hope and pray his dad will get better soon. i love his dad.

anyway, im still on PMS-bitching-mode but at level 5 only. mellowed down a bit. i guess that’s what you get for eating too much pistaschio…oh well.

its monday. and its still our off tonight. yihee. but have to come to work tuesday morning at 7am. supposed to be an OT or something. well i felt okay with it. im weeelll rested.

goddamn. can you believe it?! we’re having a rest day OT and i felt OKAY with it?! this has got to go down in history

say hello to cookie/nuts monster

im in the middle of PMS-ing and its driving geebee nuts. ive beome the cookie monster gone mental.

yesterday, i dropped by Mcdo on my way home to work because i have this urgent craving for anything bought in that particular fastfood chain. unfortunately there was only 2 counters open and i opted for the shorter queu of course, only to find out later that it would trigger my PMS-bitching-mode. thing is, after the girl’s orders have been punched in and are being prepared, she suddenly decides she have no idea what she ordered them for and wanted to change half of the food already being prepared. that pissed me off. that pissed the counter girl. that pissed the manager. and that definitely pissed the now long line of people at my back. she thinks she can just reorder stuff like in a restaurant. dumb girl just insisted on changing a maximum of the meals she ordered and that so wanted me to drag her hair to the floor and throw on her face the sarsi float she suddenly wanted changed to coke float. then she demanded she wanted twister fries instead of regular fries. and so on. the counter clerk was already taranta and a little confused because she’s barking new orders like she’s a robot or something. and had tha audacity to say: “kala ko ba fastfood dapat dito?” after hearing that, something just snapped inside me and i said loudly to the guy at my back as if we came in together:

me: okay na ba order mo? sure ka na ba sa gusto mo? baka kasi abutin rin tayo ng 1 million years kapag pabago-bago ka ng isip. mahirap na baka mapatay tayo ng mag naghihintay sa pila.

guy (who, thank go, is smart enough to get what im trying to do): okay na ako. kaya nga fastfood eh, dapat kapag tinanong ka ng order mo eh alam mo na agad sasabihin mo para mas mabilis lalong mabigay sayo.

miss-im-so-not-sure-what-to-eat glanced back at me and gave me a look. i stared back with arched eyebrows and said loudly again (note: bitch mode is at level 10, and climbing).

me: excuse me? wala ba kayong balak magbukas ng ibang counters? parang pila na sa lotto tong counter na to eh. baka naman tanghaliin na kami dito. breakfast meal ang pinunta namin dito.

one of the managers heard me and apologized profusely and asked us to proceed to one of the other counters which he himself opened wherein he himself took our orders. ha! and you wouldn’t fuckin’ believe this. by the time ive been finished with my order, the girl was just in the process of finally paying up. i made it a point to pass by her, be noticed by her, and gave her look that could sink a thousand ships.

mission accomplished.

~.~

by the time i got home, im still half pissed. geebee loved the pasalubong cuz its his day off and he’s just so tamad to cook anything. by lunchtime, im okay and slumping on the sofa watching tv. suddenly he goes: “il be meeting ***** later at around 6pm. she’s here in  baguio with her family.” there goes. i snapped again.

me: hindi. day off natin ngayon. quality time. papsok na lang ako.

geebee: sandali lang naman.

me: eh bat 6pm? bat di 3 or 4? arte naman nya?!

geebee did not respond. he now knows ive switched back to bitch mode. so i ranted and raved. he wouldn’t budge. god i was so pissed. the most i hated is when somebody or anybody cuts in to our quality time (well with the exception of our families of course). we barely see each other in a week! then he tried texting the girl to try moving the time but she just couldn’t decide. then she wanted to meet up 8pm. il kill her, i screamed at geebee. he tried to set it in an earlier time but still no go. until i went to the bedroom and decided to sleep it off. soon geebee followed. i continued ranting. then paawa effect. then gave him the cold shoulder. whew, cold treatment worked. he said he won’t meet up with her anymore and wooed me to eat out. after about 2 hours or so, i gave in. with 2 conditions:

1. he’ll buy me pistachio ice cream. not just a cup or pint. in the tub.

2. i want to have a dvd marathon with him.

he agreed and off we went to SM. went looking for Bob Ong’s Stainless Longganisa, which unfortunately again, is sold out and have to wait for a week or so for new stock to arrive. just bought my january issue of Cosmo and begged to go home. geebee suddenly have his cp on his ear and seems that the bitch wanted to meet up. i wanted to throw tantrums in the middle of SM’s saturday crowd. geebee then told her that they’ll meet up next time. bwahahaha! i won again. went crazy looking for pistachio ice cream but ony the 2-flavors-in-a-tub is available so i went for it. by the time we got home, i wanted to dig in to that tub of ice cream. geebee demanded we have a proper dinner first. ookkaaayy. i haven’t ate dinner so fast in my whole life. geebee put in the XXX movie we rented (we also rented Charlie and the Chocolate Factory) and i dug into that tub of ice cream. i ate everything. i felt so content. 

now im bitching on geebee to look for pistachio nuts. told him not to come home without a big pack.

oh yes, im the cookie/nut monster gone mental when PMS-ing

musings of the near-deranged (or something like that)

its 5:06. in the morning. saturday morning. to be exact. location: office. haha. no rolling of eyes please, because i will definitely not rant and rave and pull hair and shriek about how tired i am and how i wanted to smash my chair on the computer monitor. why? because i don’t feel the need to do so. because even if i already took in 26 calls (and counting and which is beyond the supposed to be 21-per-agent quota we are currently required to take, which makes me want to wish that gives me license to log-out now and not sit her for 3 more hours…gah), i can still say im perfectly okay. not prissy. not bitchy. not irritated. not i-so-want-to-stab-somebody. surprise, surprise. well maybe because in a few more hours i will be drinking in to what we corporate people love most. day-off. thank god for weekend day-offs.

i can’t wait to soak beneath my soft comforters with all 5 pillows inside that pitch-black room we have that doesn’t have windows which is utterly perfect if you wanna go comatose for at least 24 hours to get that much needed shut eye.

i can’t wait to finally slump on the sofa and watch every dvd we have that i haven’t had the luxury to watch…go giggly over princess mia’s antics on princess diaries 1 &2 for the nth time. laugh and cry on all my korean melodramas even if ive been watching the same damn movies over and over again i could already speak stutttered korean.

i can’t wait to take my daily dose of SM and see whats new and check out if Pet Habitat have that gray mini-poodle ive been praying for.

i can’t wait to just relax and spend quality time with geebee.

i can’t wait. even its as short-lived as possible.

~.~

i was watching this tv show yesterday morning after i got home from work. its one of those regular talk shows. it showcased celebrity moms and dads and how having a baby changed their lives and their perception of life. i am not usually gravitated to such no-brainer shows but something just made me hide the remote for a moment so i could hear their stories.

one of them is supposed to be one of philippine cinema’s most beautiful faces (note: not just pretty) who quit the business for some time when she got married. she suddenly made a comeback just last year and then found out she’s pregnant. she had tons of showbiz offers knocking on her door and shooed them all away. beacuse she’s gonna be a mommy soon. here’s quoatable remark she said: “before it would take me hours to get ready. after i gave birth, i could dress up in 10 minutes and not care whether i look stunning or not because i have a child to deal with first, who i enjoy taking care of.”

another is an ex mtv asia vj (you’re either a newborn or was not in living in this planet if you don’t know who im speaking of) who ditched a glamorous carreer where girls go i-wan-to-be-a-VJ-someday-because-of-her to be with her one true love and bear his baby. she’s still stunningly pretty up to now, though a little chubbier, which makes her i guess a lot prettier. there’s something she said (which i know is not that original but coming from her just makes it original): “the moment i feel most beautiful was when i was pregnant.”

the last guest was a daddy of (he’s so goddamn lucky) twins. he started telling this story where he has both babies on his arms and was trying on his wee best to get a picture of them on his own. i rest my case.

so what’s up with all these babytalk (no pun intended)? maybe because ive become such a sucker for weddings and getting pregnant and giving birth. maybe because ive seen too many pregnant mommies while i was at the hospital visiting my mom. maybe, just maybe, because ive been wanting to have one myself. yeah, that hit the bullseye. i want a baby. a baby boy to be specific. i want my first child to be a bouncing and crazy-cute baby boy. but like geebee said, which explains why my mom and dad is so into him: “pakasal muna tayo.” of course! another bullseye.

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they’ve super glued a mirror the size of a credit card on the middle top part of all the monitors here at the office. im not sure why they did that. but here’s a crazy conversation i had with my seatmate:

me: why do they have to put mirrors here? its idiotic. it just makes me notice if a zit has sprouted on my forehead and i don’t usually notice if i have tiny zits mushrooming on my face.

seatmate: yeah. like do we need to retouch every 5 mins or so? or maybe stare at our zits for goodluck on our calls? sick.

me: this is something we don’t need. i mean, what if you’re in a middle of a fucked up call and all moody and suddenly you look into the mirror and see a bright red zit staring back at you? wouldn’t you just want to cuss out loud?

seatmate: yeah, and end up cussing at your customer.

me: yeah. wouldn’t that be liberating?

seatmate: yeah and end up being terminated.

me: fuck. be terminated just because of these stupid mirrors? crazy.

~.~

i miss you. i miss the conversations. the teasing. the conversations. damn i miss you. and i hate it.

god, i must be deranged to miss you. because in the first place, i have no right to.

just crap

i can’t explain why. or how.

but i don’t feel harassed today. amidst the fact that i took in 22 outstanding, migraine-inducing, you-make-my-life-hell calls.

great. just great.

its scary.

im supposed to rant about how haggard i am because of my job.

im not supposed to be happy and blogging about it.

damn.

crazy little fucked up world we live in.

correction. i live in.

crap.

nang magbuhat ng sariling bangko si sarah

what to feel when after a gruelling 1-hour call with a really slow and prissy yet patient customer where you have to press the mute button every 1 minute just to say fuck-i-hate-this-call or leche-pagod-na-ako or ‘tangina-my-head-is-bursting, the customer asks for your supervisor to tell him that he should take you to a really classy lunch to a really foxy restaurant and send the bill over to him and he doesn’t care how much it costs and that he’ll continue to buy more stocks from the company because i was freakin’ patient hooking up his dsl which only took an hour whereas on his wife’s previous call they had to do a conference call with a third party tech support center and took 3 hellish hours and yet ended up as issue not resolved.

take that.

and the customer even gave his complete address to me and other contact numbers in hopes that if i find myself lost in atlanta, georgia he and his wife would be very happy to accomodate me.

and that.

now, why do i hate this job again?

the endless drama of i-hate-this-job

im bummed. super bummed. whooper bummed. bummed to the kadillionth power.

in short…

i hate my current state of life.

correction, make that current state of carreer-life.

bummer.

~.~

i got an IR (Incident Report)  from work today. yet again. my 2nd. the first was fun. because its a first, so i deem it as fun. even showing it off. my first IR was because of Performance. remember that riveting post (TAYTOL: senti-sentihan mode) about not receiving any surveys for months and that suddenly makes you an idiot? that’s that. i feel particularly okay with that. but for the past month ive been slacking because #1 my mom’s been sick and since im the ate, its my responsibility to take her to her doctor and rush her to the hospital when needed thus mounting my absences from work and #2 im so sick and tired of the job its no fun to wake up at 10pm anymore to get over my 11pm-8am shift. so when you do #1 + #2, the result is = IR part 2. *groan* im up for one more IR and then termination. surprisingly, im not even alarmed, nor threatened, nor scared-i-cant-sleep-with-the-idea-of-getting-terminated. maybe because its either i resignfirst before i get kicked out. im betting on the first one.

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don’t get me wrong. i don’t regret ever applying for this job in the first place. im a geek at heart. and i thought that speaking with american customers for 10 hours a day would help my communication skills. i loved the job on my first 3 or 4 months. until it became boring. and the became an endless routine of ranting with stupid, know-it-alls and racist customers. soon i was not receiving any surveys for my calls. soon i was receiving depressing surveys where i wonder if my customers were so retarded that they didn’t know how to rate an agent who helped them get online or retrieve their long lost emails or open internet explorer or even turning on their PC’s and laptops. then i began getting sick due to extreme fatigue (read: dying-in-front-of-PC). then i incurred a month’s worth of absences because my mom got sick (and i got sick). then i started to hate this job with a passion that i sometimes cry at home due to frustration. and im tired. ive never felt more tired in my whole life. i finished a 400-page thesis on my own in college and it never gave me that feeling. i love the technical knowledge ive learened in this job. but it has killed my spirit. ive had enough of this.

the internet cafe massacre

i feel so blah. i just came from the hospital where the docotor proclaimed my mom 93% okay. whateverthatmeans. if that means she’ll be out by next week then all praises to him. anyway im blogging from an internet cafe which fuckin sucks cuz there are people who rent one pc and share with each other. i mean, there’s 3 of you and you rent 1 pc to listen to yahoo music and check friendster accounts?! how fuckin pathetic is that?! why can’t you just rent a pc for each of you?! its only a lame 20-peso-per-hour! sorry. im just irritated. because they happen to be right beside me, allover me and im so grouchy today wearing my best tattered jeans, a sweatshirt and a flip flops. i feel so blah. and i look so blah. and im ready to freak out at these people if they don’t learn to space out from me! im gonna rip their ears and shove it down their asses and scream at them to get a life and rent a pc of their own! 

argh.

 okay, time’s up. gotta get outta here before i commit manslaughter.

toasted siopao addiction and wishful thinkings

im so into toasted siopao. i love siopao. i can eat 10 siopaos in one sitiing within 30 minutes. i don’t know what this craving is for or how it erupted. all i know is that i want siopao and it goes well with ice cold Lipton Green Tea. im getting hungry again.

~.~

they’re now hiring. according to geebee’s work friend. im referring to an english boarding school that caters to koreans who are willing to nosebleed if it means they could string together a complete sentence in perfect english. they have somehow managed to invade baguio and are currently swamped here because a) the climate is if not like what they experience in seoul, is close to having a universal aircon blasting over the city, b) less pollution (hopefully!) and c) they can go horseback riding when they feel like it. ive been on the lookout for the time this school will hire because a) im so sick of my current job, b) its only a 5-min ride from our apartment and c) im dying to try my hand on teaching english creative writing/drama. well….and the pay. the pay is good. most of these kids are sons and daughters of affluent korean businessmen and politicians and lawyers and whatnot (this information is credible because i was able to interview some korean kids before who go on a cruise and romp around europe during their summer vacations). and you also know just by looking at their uber-branded clothing, eye-popping gadgets and wads and wads of 1000 bills they usually wave around when they’re out shopping. these kids are thrown by their parents in a third world country to try to speak like americans so that in the future they could take over our booming call center industry. in their dreams. anyhoo, i don’t care that they’re everywhere. they could be annoying. i mean, they could be a noisy bunch. like a couple of ducks quacking in a pond or some toads singing in the rain. but they’re here to provide jobs for people like me who is painstakingly trying to find a job that will allow me to be free at night and on weekends so i can finally start my events planning business but at the same time is stable enough to provide me a monthly cashflow. and i can have a goodnight’s rest when i want to. aaahhh. im now in the verge in putting together a kick-ass resume, application letter and other add-ons. and since ive been rallying with difficult and retarded american customers for 7 months with my fake tried-my-best-southern-accent, im praying id floor them when im called up for an interview and hear the american accent ive mastered. im excited. super whopper excited. im praying i land a position. im crossing my fingers including my toes. teehee. *wishful thinking*

~.~

its my mom’s day 4 in the hospital. they removed that electronic equipment that measure her heart rate so that the doctors can make sure that she’s not over-palpitating. they also removed her other dextrose that’s supposed to energize her. now she only has her maintennance dextrose and of course, tons of medicines. but she assured me she feels a lot stronger now since than the past 2 days. and she’s finally taking in more food. good. i can’t wait for her to get out. id only feel relaxed once she’s at home and watching the tons of dvd’s we bought when we went down manila which i promised to lend her. another *wishful thinking*