Confessions of a Self-Proclaimed Fashionista.

I miss the days when I look like I am heading for a street party, pero in reality papasok lang ako sa office.

I miss the days na mukha akong nagtatrabaho sa Makati (with the ties and pull-overs), pero in reality mag-aayos lang ako ng merchandise sa Gateway.

I miss the days na I could go out and stun everybody by wearing, at the very least, four colors of the color wheel all at the same time para lang mag-edit ng graphics.

I miss the days na I could wear any sort of jacket I like kahit sobrang init sa labas.

I miss the days that I could go to work and wear plaids, white pants, red pants, any pants I want as long as they cover my bee-hind.

I miss the days that I look like a blast-from-the-past (with the retro look) para lang magbuhat ng kung anu-anong fixtures.

I miss the days that I wear neon rubbers over my favorite red skinnies para bulagin ang sarili.

I miss the days that I get to wear my FAVORITE (and signature Tim look) leopard-print Vans over my funky maong pants para lalo pang sugatan ang aking sugatang paa. (That leopard shoes does kill me. Pero who cares, a little price for beauty.)

I miss the days na ang dali-dali kong hanapin kasi I am the nag-iisang makulay na tao sa store. (Now all they have is my hair to spot.)

I miss the days that I get to wear my pearl suspenders para pampa-effect sa plaid pants ko. Ho god when will I ever use them pa kaya especially now na one day na lang ang day-off namin...

I miss the days when I get to wear scarves na mukha kong Koreanovela, pero in reality magwa-wiring lang naman ako ng kung anong sirang platform sa trabaho.

I miss the days when I get to layer myself with every hue possible to lighten up my mood.

I miss those days na I look like a neon pop-art advocate to lighten up people's mood.

I miss those days na I looke like preppy para kunyari smart ako and extremely intimidating.

Ho God I miss me. A lot.

4-1-1

1. Coke Zero.

I love it! It does taste like a regular coke minus the calories. It's sweet, pero you are quite sure na you're not gaining (well, lesser than the usual). I'd say it's a no to Diet Coke and double yess to Coke Zero. And they are having a promo in Gateway. I think if you dine and drink the product you'll be able to join the promo...anyways will check it tomorrow.

Love Coke's biggest surprise ever! (And besides, I don't like Pepsi.)


2. Maroon 5, in Manila!

Ho my Lord I swear I really wanna see them live! Talaga especially now that I fell in love with their hits! Ho god who do I have to have sex with just to get backstage passes? Tell me, tell me puh-lease!!!

You have got to love their album they're the best. (Plus really down-to-earth unlike any other bands that has soared-high in this industry and so does their ego.)


3. I am so dead in la-hove.

And I do not know why. Siguro that's really what happens when you truly found that perfect persona for you, everything else just diminishes and all you could do is just, ewan, maybe surrender yourself to the higher beings and let love lead the way? Makes sense? Haha..I am so innn...love! And what's funnier is that I really don't mind if that person feels the same, or if that person doesn't reciprocate the feeling, hey, who cares. Janet taught me how to wait a while and not rush things over. I do believe this is better than doing anything else that I know I will regret in the end.

So there. I am such a freak. :) and I do love you.

4. FREEDOM!

Alas! Had a deep, son and mom talk last Thursday regarding my current status in life. As usual I made drama, exaggerated a bit, and finally in the end, mom understood how I really feel about my life. And again I do not want to disclose any personal information na muna kasi it's really vital and may offend people, pero really I am excited to do what I've got to do. I miss my freedom and I miss being me. I cannot live in a world where people will try their best (even behind their backs) to box me in, cage me, or at the very least control who I am, for I have been such a vulgar person and I show it when I want to. I'm an artist not a slave for crying out loud. I have my own personality and I do not have the slightest concept of ever changing it for the sake of people being able to say na I declare my discipline and loyalty and whatever good value you people wanna call it, pero ako, papakatotoo lang. Puh-lease. I am an advocate of all things true. No pretentions, no hoo-has. Bakit ba people wants to control other people all the time? Can't somebody shoot them dead?

Basta ako, I scream FREEDOM! (And soon, it will be mine.) Thanks ma.

Hating life.

I am beginning to live that cliched life whereas people are regretting their existence, and then they start questioning God, then gradually, they start to hate Him. Or should I say we? Anyways I really have no idea what I've done, pero all I know is I am in deep shi-atsu with where I am heading for this lifetime. And I know I've inflicted this fiasco upon myself pero why? I want to know why. I have tried my best believe me to be the perfectest person na I could be. Or maybe that's the dilemma, I try so hard on doing things that doesn't fit my lifestyle...

Hay ewan. I need to go to rehab. For a month. Then start missing life so I could start anew. Need a buddy. Anyone?

Cebu. And more.

Sorry for the tagilid na picture. :)

I went to Cebu with Ms. Monchit for our regular store fixing duties. Was there last February 12-15, yez, I left Manila on my burthday, spent it there with the Home MM's (Ms. Doray, Masd. Adora & Ms. Emi) whom I really love. They've treated us for dinner at CAFE LAGUNA (who deep fries the bestest lechong kawali ever!) (ho and yeah, courtesy of Ms. Trish of Home so thanks din Ms. Trish kahit ililiquidate mo naman to...har! :), pero I was really touched kasi hindi kami close pero they bought me a banoffee pie at Red Ribbon (no liquidation processing could ever accomodate this). It was sobrang sarap and it was my burthday, so it really meant a lot. Wala lang I really love them sobrang motherly figure. I missed my mom a lot sa trip pero the three of them was able to make me feel like home.

Anyways the trip was really fun, it was ages ago when I last went on an airplane, high school pa ko nun and we went on a family trip for HK, and I really love flying. We were suppose to do merchandising and styling lang kaso pagkadating doon, my god, may re-lay outing na mangyayari...eh ako and Ms. Monchit lang ang andun...freaky sobra kasi home floor in Ayala, Cebu is sobrang small pero sobrang compact ng spaces...my god talaga. Thanks to the people who went on overnights with us kahit kakatapos lang ng madugong inventory nila last Monday. So far, wala pa rin namang hinihimatay or nagiging anemic. Har! :)

I LOVE CEBU! (Especially the complimentary buffet breakfast at ParkLane Hotel). The people are nice, and parang very malinis sila. Although what's funny is that they made me realize na I have become such a superficial person na living in the metro. For instance...

Cebuano: '....pangga punta tayo sa mall....'
(You don't have to mention the name kasi iisa lang naman ang mall doon....ay may SM na pala. So dalawa. Pero still.)

Cebuano: '...ano isusuot mo sa birthday ni Taningga?'
Reply: '...yung suot ni Sarah Geronimo kahapon sa ASAP, ang ganda nun!'

Cebuano: '...gimik tayo!'
('GIMIK', aka RATSKY. My god.)

Cebuano: '...taga saan ka?'
Reply: '..jan sa susunod na kanto, Sa San Ising Street.'
(Weird street names, can't they come up with something better like Forbes?)

Cebuano: '...ano ginawa mo pagkagaling sa trabaho?'
Reply: '...umuwi na ko sa bahay. Natulog.'
(Unbelievable lifestyle.)

They are sobrang simple talaga I swear you would notice the difference in less than 7days. My god.

Pero I love Cebu. And our hotel kahit sa standard room lang kami bi-nook. Would definitely go back. :) Thanks Cebuanos! Maayong bantag sa inyong ta-nan! (..or whatever. :)

I'm an ADVOCATE.

I am really hating this. Ang daming fakers and pretenses this lifetime. When did the word 'trying hard' ever existed ba? Wannabe's were popularized by the Spice bi-atches pero I think ngayon talaga kumalat ang lahi. I really hate this, people are showing you duo-personas to impress you or whatever, pero for whatever reason, PUH-LEASSE, stop faking me right in front of my face before I smudge your royal hi-nee (or however it's spelled) in a bed of thorns that I will specially arrange for you guys. Please this is an ad for stopping pretenses. There should be a party for this, a club where everyone could be theirselves. Walang feeling mayaman, walang feeling elegante, walang hoo-has or fu*ckeroos.

Please let's all work together stopping fake people. It' becoming a disease so contagious it's gonna hit generation X. SAY NO TO WANNABES!

Ho man....

I am going to Cebu this coming Tuesday 'til Thursday, and it sucks kasi one, 12th is my birthday, 14th is Valentine's day. We're leaving on 12, first flight, and leaving on 14 last flight, so what the heck kind of time ba do I have pa to celebrate my dates. It sucks talaga, first birthday kong malayo sa pamilya (yeah well last Noche Buena was my first time din naman to be away from my family). Pero really, pati Valentines. Whew! Naman.

I am praying for the best. Sana may makilala ko dun, and hopefully makakuha ako ng kadate. I don't want to be the biggest LOZER of 'em all. To all Cebuano people out there I do hope you could read this. Me and my pal Ms. Monchit's gonna invade your world so be prepared. And I do mean it. Magugulantang kayo sa amin.

Har!

Ho this sucks! On my burthday? Come on!