Am I Passionate?

I work in a very fast-paced environment for years now and I do feel like I have been working there forever. Frustrations and stress arise easily. If you’re not used to adapting to corporate “rules” and “policies” that you have to follow, you’d go mad. Just a few months ago, one of the newly hired bosses at work had a meeting with us. Honestly, I don’t really like going through this kind of meeting because they only say the same thing over and over and over again. It’s like scolding a 5 year old kid. My new boss started yapping about this and that and blah blah blah. I didn’t know what he was talking about at first but since I heard the word “passionate” I had no other choice but to pay attention. Hmmm, which lead me to ask myself how passionate am I? Am I passionate enough? Am I truly capable of being passionate towards opposite sex? Or, what does really passion mean to me? So here, I took the time to truly think about this passion thing and here’s what Blogthings.com had to say:

Your Passion is Purple!

You’ve got a ton of passion, but you don’t always wear it on your sleeve.If something truly excites you, you let your inner intensity shine through. But otherwise, your passion tends to morph into energy … which you never lack. You’re a balanced woman, knowing when to turn on the fire in your heart.

What Type of Passionate Woman Are You?

That being said, I therefore conclude that I am passionate indeed. But hang on a sec, I have yet to rationalize why I think and agree that I am passionate…

1. I eat with passion
2. I shop with passion
3. I blog with passion
4. I piss with passion
5. I rant with passion
6. I chat with passion
7. I drink coffee with passion
8. I play trivia games with passion
9. I think with passion
10. I love with passion (heh!)
11. I write with passion
12. I get upset with enough passion in mind
13. I walk with passion
14. I read with passion
15. I make no sense at all…because I am bursting with passionate thoughts *bleh*

Dubito, ergo sum…passionate! Yay!

If

If I say that I am honest with every little thing that I do would you even dare to believe what I mean to say? If I suddenly perish amongst lost souls searching for the true meaning of this cycle we people call life, will you even care that I exist? If I bluntly and selfishly ignore all these words that are raging through my head and waiting to burst some time soon, will you even have enough courage to decipher the mysteries inside? If my world will suddenly crumble and lost its meaning, will you even think that I was once yours?

If I knew that I would be doubting my existence now, I wouldn’t mind being born again and when it happens, I will be truly grateful over and over again that I have met you. But people changed. Time changed. Every little thing changed. Seasons changed. And I, too have changed. I am rambling not because I am just another inker but because I care.

I care because I am letting you go…

Just bored

You Are More Mild Than Wild

You’re confident, and you really aren’t concerned with how “hot” you are. Other people’s ideas of what’s sexy don’t concern you. And this is exactly what makes you attractive.

Are You Hot?

My ABCDs…

A-Age: 100 (perfect score!)

B-Band Listening to right now: Not a band but I am listening to Britney Spears’ Blackout album. Nice songs, love the beat, and I’d like to think that she’s back. I just hope the media will just leave her alone.

C-Career: Frustrated blogger

D-Drink or smoke: Occasional drinker. If blowing bubbles would make me a smoker then I’d say yes I am a smoker. Unfortunately no, I don’t smoke. Say NO TO SMOKING!

E-Easiest Friends To Talk To: Maurice

F and G: N/A

H-Have a boyfriend(?) Is this a true or false question?

I-In love: “Love is like a sharp razor; it cuts deep” (idotmatrix)

J-Junk food you like: Potato chips

K- N/A

L-Longest ride ever: Driving without any particular destination is the longest ride I ever had with Moo. We we’re supposed to hang out @ Borders but we ended up getting lost in the suburbs.

M-N/A

N-Names for your future kids: I have an idea but I don’t wanna jinx it.

O-One wish you have right now: Globe trekking with a bunch of friends.

P-Phobias: I am Acrophobic and Brontophobic.

Q-Favorite quote(s): People only see what they are prepared to see (Ralph Waldo Emerson)

R-Reasons to smile: The simple fact that I am breathing is enough reason for me to smile.

S-Sleeping time: Around 10 pm central standard time.

T-Time you woke up: 9:30 am

U-Unknown fact about you: Trivia freak

V-Vegetable you hate: Saluyot

W-Worst habit: Procrastination

X-Xrays you’ve had: Heart

Y-Yummy foods: Fishball, pancit canton, Yakisoba, Isaw, Suman, Bicol Express, barbecue, burrito, chicken teriyaki, Udong noodle, Korean pancake, siopao, atbp.

Z-Zodiac sign: Cancer (does it mean I am Cancerous?)

Bitchology

~BITCHOLOGY~

When I stand up for myself and my beliefs,

they call me a bitch.

When I stand up for those I love,

they call me a bitch.

When I speak my mind, think my own thoughts

or do things my own way, they call me a bitch.

Being a bitch means I won’t compromise what’s in my heart.

It means I live my life MY WAY.

It means I won’t allow anyone to step on me.

When I refuse to tolerate injustice and speak

against it, I am defined as a bitch.

The same thing happens when I take time for

myself instead of being everyone’s maid, or when I act a little selfish.

It means I have the courage and strength to allow myself to be who I

truly am and won’t become anyone else’s idea of what they think

I SHOULD be.

I am outspoken, opinionated and determined. I want what I want and there is nothing wrong with that!

So try to stomp on me, try to douse my inner flame, try to squash every ounce of beauty I hold within me. You WON’T SUCCEED.

And if that makes me a bitch, so be it.

I embrace the title and am proud to bear it.

B-Babe

I-In

T-Total

C-Control of

H-Herself

B-Beautiful

I-Intelligent

T-Talented

C-Charming

H-Hell of a Woman

B-Beautiful

I-Individual

T-That

C-Can

H-Handle anything.

 Disclaimer:

Poem is not authored by me. I got this one as a forwarded message. Author unknown.

Burned out

Oh boy, I just got home from work and I am obviously stressed out. I feel like I am about to collapsed from exhaustion. The crappy weather we have here in the Midwest added to my frustration. My poor eyesight is not helping either. I can’t see clearly. I hate my glasses. I look weird before but I am much weirder now. What a nerd!

My Romanian friend, Octavia and I we’re chatting at work earlier and I was complaining about my hair. I told her about my crappy hair and how fast I am losing my hair. She suggested that I SHOULD start using Rogaine. Rogaine?!? Hah! I didn’t say that I am bald but I am soon to be bald. Let’s say, 10 or 20 years from now, you’d see me wearing a toupee. I imagined myself looking like Donald Trump countless times and yeah, it’s terrible. Scary? You bet!

Oh well…I guess Rogaine will help (for now). Argghhhh! 

Primates Facing Extinction

Almost a third of all apes, monkeys, and other primates are in danger of extinction because of rampant habitat destruction, the commercial sale of their meat and the trade in illegal wildlife, a report released Friday said.

Of the world’s 394 primate species, 114 are classified as threatened with extinction by the World Conservation Union. The report by the International Primatological Society in Hainan, China focuses on the plight of the 25 most endangered primates, including China’s Hainan gibbon, of which only 17 remain.

The situation is worst in Asia, where tropical forest destruction and the hunting and trading of monkeys puts many species at terrible risk. The 25 most endangered primates include 11 from Asia, 11 from Africa and 3 from South and Central America. The list includes well-known primates like the Sumatran orangutan of Indonesia and the Cross River gorilla of Cameroon and Nigeria, as well as lesser known species, such as the greater bamboo lemur from Madagascar.

Six species are in the report for the first time, including a recently discovered Indonesian tarsier that has yet to be formally named and the kipunji from Tanzania, which was discovered in 2003.

Sources: World (News Services), Chicago Red Eye

Buhay Amerika Part 3

I was so tired last night so I took the time to set my alarm clock @ 4:30 am. I hate waking up early in the morning but I have to because I gotta go to work. Anyway, nakakayamot kapag pagod na pagod ako then bigla na lang mag-alarm yung clock. Annoying. Kakahiga ko pa lang but I feel like I’ve been robbed out of my own time. Sobra short ng time for me. Natural lang sa ‘kin na once tumunog na yung alarm clock, it doesn’t necessarily mean that I have to get up. So yeah, kung ilang beses ko press yung “snooze” button ng clock. I think, naidlip ulit ako for like…ahmm…10 minutes. Ayoko ma-late sa work ‘coz I really don’t feel comfortable rushing in the morning. I don’t know how many times I got late for work but it’s not really my fault. Most of my friends are aware of the fact that I don’t drive. I can’t. I don’t really wanna learn how to drive even though I know that I need to drive. I guess, I am just a bit scared about driving. Na-phobia na yata ako k’se naaksidente na kami minsan and I can’t forget what happened. Maybe, pag wala na public transportation, I’ll drag myself out from my fear of driving and yeah, I’ll do it.

Maraming mga bagay na nami-miss ko sa Pinas. Wala rin kaming TFC dito sa bahay k’se naisip ko wala naman manonood ng TV. Sayang lang monthly payment kung kukuha pa ng TFC. Besides, walang tao lagi dito sa bahay. Nagkikita lang kami dito kapag day off. Very hectic lifestyle dito and I feel guilty about it sometimes k’se hindi na ko nakakasulat sa relatives & friends ko sa Pinas. I would rather talk to them on the phone, send text messages or email instead of writing via postal mail. Nakakainis k’se ang mail delivery system sa Pinas. Laging nawawala ang mail ko. It’s probably because nakatatak eh selyo ng U.S. Wala naman laman pera yung letter pero ang ibang government employee diyan ay cannot be trusted talaga.

In random order, ‘to ang mga namimiss ko sa Pinas:

1. Fishball/Isaw/Kikyam at Dugo (pagkain agad inuna *lol*). Ngayon ko lang na-realized na yung sauce na sawsawan ay nakalagay lang sa isang container. Kaya yung laway ko, at laway n’ya at laway ng iba pa ay nagco-combine. Ewan ko ba kung ba’t ang sarap ng laway…este…fishball.

2. Uniwide (tama ba spelling ko?). Circa ‘92 tambay ako lagi sa may bandang Cubao and I really like hanging out there sa Uniwide. Mura lang k’se ang mga bilihin at siempre pa, maraming cute guys sa loob ng store. At siempre rin, magpapacute ako *nyehehhe*

3. Water Buffalo (kalabaw). Maraming memories sa kin ang kalabaw namin. May nakaraan k’se kami (oyyy!). Nung bata pa k’se ako mahilig akong sumakay sa kalabaw with my friends Monalisa and Hilda. Takot ako sumakay sa kalabaw na mag-isa lang so lagi ako may kasama. Nung bata rin ako eh talagang marami akong alaga. Alagang kuto sa ulo (hahaha!) kaya nga minsan pinapaliguan ng Tita ko ang buhok ko ng vinegar (may balak yatang gawin paksiw ang mga nakokolekta nya). Eniwey, naisipan namin na sumakay sa kalabaw namin at mamasyal (tamad ako maglakad, halata ba?). While we we’re riding on the back, bising-busy naman yung kaibigan ko sa paghahalukay sa ulo ko. Fetish nya dati yung kutohan ako. At that time, I didn’t know na meron pala sumpong yung kalabaw namin k’se preggy pala. Basta ang nalaman ko na lang biglang nawala yung nangungoto sa buhok ko at ang bilis na ng takbo ng kalabaw (with me on the back!). Stupid kalabaw, di ko naman sinasabi na tumakbo siya bigla na lang tumakbo. Yung friend ko, muntik na siya matusok ng sungay nung letseng kalabaw namin. I heard namatay na rin yung kalabaw na yun k’se nalaglag yata sa may ilog. Tragic masyado death nya. May she rest in peace.

4. SM Centerpoint. Ahh, ‘to yung tambayan namin nung college. Malapit lang Centerpoint sa PUP kaya pagkagaling sa school, punta agad sa Centerpoint. Teka nga muna, ba’t nga pala ang daming motel sa may Stop & Shop?

5. Jeepney. Mapili ako sa jeepney. Hindi ako sumasakay sa jeep lalo na kapag hindi “patok” style at walang blasting music sa loob. At saka, ehem…sanay ako mag 1-2-3. Namimiss ko yung pagwa-1-2-3 ko k’se di naman ako nahuhuli. Ang sama ko!

6. Baha sa may parteng Sampaloc at Marikina. Namimiss ko yung paglalakad ko sa baha. Basta miss ko lang yun. Don’t ask me why.

7. Tutuban (‘to ba yung shopping center?). Maraming cute goodies dun sa loob ng Tutuban mall.

8. LRT. May papuntang LRT na ba sa Marikina?

9. Traffic. Nakakamiss yung traffic sa Metro Manila. Inaabot ng 2 or 3 hours traffic. Pwedeng pwede na mangulangot ka ng walang humpay. Ubos na kulangot mo hindi pa rin umuusad yung sasakyan. At saka yung T-shirt mong puti, nagiging kulay khaki. Di na kailangan pa mag-dye.

10. Dunkin Donuts, Greenwich, Jollibee, Shakeys, Chowking atbp. I admit…I am a glutton. Sobra!

I could list a lot more but I’ll do it some other time. I think I am just gonna take a nap for awhile and post somethin’ later on.

Cheerio!

Aroma

I am definitely not a perfume person.

This is not a myth on my part but another fact about me . I do love wearing perfume but I like those perfumes with cool scent. You know, there are some people out there who wear perfumes like there’s no tomorrow. It is not just because I don’t like the smell but mostly because my allergies will start acting up whenever I smell something fishy in the air. No, I am not being “maarte” or anything like that. I am just being honest.

I don’t recall when I started having problems with my allergies. I felt bad because a pal from Boston gave me lots of goodies with some kind of weird smell on it. As soon as I opened the package, I started sneezing badly. I couldn’t make it stop and the next thing I knew, I was on bed having asthma. I absolutely love the goodies she sent me (I love Hello Kitty!) but after I wrote her about this, she felt so guilty that she stopped writing to me I don’t know why.

I should’ve told her about my allergies beforehand but I didn’t. Anyway, I have to go to work now. I’ll edit this post later. Too random, I think.

Self Esteem issue #1