I looked away
Then I look back at you
You try to say
The things that you can't undo
If I had my way I'd never get over you
Today's the day I pray that we make it through
Make it through the fall
Make it through it all
Chorus:
And I don't wanna fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
Coz I'm in Love With you
You're the only one, I'd be with till the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms
[Chorus]
Wanna know who you are
Wanna know where to start
I wanna know what this means
Wanna know how you feel
Wanna know what is real
I wanna know everything, everything
[Chorus]
I'm in love with you
Coz i'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
FALL TO PIECES by Avril Lavigne
Tuesday, September 6, 2005
My Havaianas
Yesterday, I was in flip-flops heaven! I visited the House of Havaiana here in the Philippines. It's called ALL FLIP-FLOPS found at the 3rd floor of Glorietta 3. I did try so hard to stop myself from buying a pair. After all, three pairs of Havaianas is a tad too much already. But four??? But I wanted one with the Brazilian flag and the yellow and the blue looked so cute on my newly pedicured feet that I just couldn't resist. After all, a girl can't really have enough Havaianas.
I know someone who has ten pairs so maybe having four isn't that bad.
In less than a year I've accumulated this much Havaianas. You can tell they've all served me well by how much grime is on them.
Flip-flops addict!
But my collection grew even more when I went to Canada. The brown floral one was from H&M; black and hot pink with hibiscus print were both from Garbage, a clothing store also in Canada.
Now I get blisters wearing regular shoes.
I'm thinking if I could find a company that would let me wear fip-flops all the time...
Monday, September 5, 2005
Today I had my first job interview. The company was in realty and they needed an in-house sales manager.
In my head, I imagined my first interview after MBA differently. For one, I thought I would be confident in stating my desired salary. But I couldn't say it! Maybe because I felt I wasn't worth THAT much... regardless I spent tons on my MBA. But we were taught to be ruthless... to be capitalistic bastards... so with a squeeky voice I told the general manager my desired salary.
"Would you consider anything less?" she asked.
"As of now, no." I said trying to keep a straight face.
Then another head hunter friend of my mom called me up to ask about jobs I preferred.
1. Marketing or Sales for consumer products.
2. Marketing or Sales for telecommunication companies.
"How about banks?"
"Well, then that's my number three." as in last resort, I thought.
She said there was an opening for management trainee for this consumer company (name withheld) but they were only looking for dean's listers. Kung ang pagkakaroon ng boyfriend ay di sukatan ng kagandahan... sa aming paaralan (AIM) ang pagiging dean's lister ay di rin sukatan ng katalinuhan. Sukatan lang ng abilidad manggago ng mga guro!
But of course I didn't say that.
She said she'll be sending my resume to a bank needing a business strategist. Shit! Am I that desperate already?
"Oh, that job sounds interesting. Yes, please send my resume!"
Zara is opening in October. Need money ASAP!
I feel like a sell-out! But, my need to shop is greater.
In my head, I imagined my first interview after MBA differently. For one, I thought I would be confident in stating my desired salary. But I couldn't say it! Maybe because I felt I wasn't worth THAT much... regardless I spent tons on my MBA. But we were taught to be ruthless... to be capitalistic bastards... so with a squeeky voice I told the general manager my desired salary.
"Would you consider anything less?" she asked.
"As of now, no." I said trying to keep a straight face.
Then another head hunter friend of my mom called me up to ask about jobs I preferred.
1. Marketing or Sales for consumer products.
2. Marketing or Sales for telecommunication companies.
"How about banks?"
"Well, then that's my number three." as in last resort, I thought.
She said there was an opening for management trainee for this consumer company (name withheld) but they were only looking for dean's listers. Kung ang pagkakaroon ng boyfriend ay di sukatan ng kagandahan... sa aming paaralan (AIM) ang pagiging dean's lister ay di rin sukatan ng katalinuhan. Sukatan lang ng abilidad manggago ng mga guro!
But of course I didn't say that.
She said she'll be sending my resume to a bank needing a business strategist. Shit! Am I that desperate already?
"Oh, that job sounds interesting. Yes, please send my resume!"
Zara is opening in October. Need money ASAP!
I feel like a sell-out! But, my need to shop is greater.
Tuesday, August 30, 2005
I think I'm way past the age when my mom thinks I'm still her baby girl. I had lunch with her and her friends a couple of weeks ago and when one of her friends asked how old I was, I said I was 26.
With a weird look on her face, my mom said "Anak, magtwe-twenty-seven ka na."
"Next month pa yon Ma!"
Oh hell! I'm just getting used to being 26 and here I am turning a year older.
Next month pa yon.
With a weird look on her face, my mom said "Anak, magtwe-twenty-seven ka na."
"Next month pa yon Ma!"
Oh hell! I'm just getting used to being 26 and here I am turning a year older.
Next month pa yon.
Tuesday, August 23, 2005
"Man has two sides of the brain: the Left, which is never right. And the Right, which has nothing left"
Monday, August 15, 2005
I'm home already.
I'm so sick though. My excuse for not totally finish my unpacking yet. I still have one big luggage yet to open.
I'd write more but my cold medication is telling me to go take a nap.
I'm so sick though. My excuse for not totally finish my unpacking yet. I still have one big luggage yet to open.
I'd write more but my cold medication is telling me to go take a nap.
Friday, August 12, 2005
Dorothy said there's no place like home.
Surprisingly, I do agree.
For more than two months I have juggled between Canada and US. The restlessness I felt after finishing school has now been replaced with the need to stay in one place. And although there are places where I'd rather be, what I need now is the comfort of my own room, my own house, and my own bed. My soul needs healing and the familiar surroundings of home may just do the trick.
This has been an amazing vacation for me. Although there is deep sadness saying goodbye to people who really took care of me, most especially my Tita Cecile and Tito Eli who treated me like a real daughter. Having three sons, they had fun having a girl around the house. There were tears shed when they dropped me off at the airport. Until now, while waiting for my flight back to the Philippines here in San Francisco, they would call and check on me. Reminding me how much they miss my presence.
I'm also sad to say goodbye again to my childhood friend, their oldest son. As kids, our lives began the same. We were only months apart and grew up literally, next to each other (our houses were behind each other). We were always at each others' birthday parties, we studied in the same pre-school, and we were constant playmates. They left when we were about 10 years old and growing up in different countries the next seventeen years, our lives couldn't have been more different.
Meeting him again, I saw part of ourselves remained the same and the others, well, we enjoyed discovering our differences. Despite the fact that he grew up in Canada, he remained conservative and traditional in some ways. He matured (somewhat...) significantly. Working two jobs and buying a house. He's such a heartthrob! Girls at his office (and gays as well...) would literally throw themselves at him. It's quite pathetic actually. While here I am, still struggling with my unemployment status, living with parents, and probably years away from walking down the aisle with a groom waiting by the altar. I'm not jealous though, because even with my chaotic life right now, I can honestly say I'm happy. Deep inside I know everything will fall into place and eventually, I'll get there wherever he is now. I'll get a job. I'll be able to afford to move out. And whether I'm single or attached, I can still be my own person. Of course, I'm hoping after we part ways my friend will find happiness in his own way. I have to keep tabs on him because it will take probably years before I see him again! It was just great finding my playmate again!
Two months ago, I was looking for a silver lining after not getting my visa for Europe. I don't think I've found it yet, but that doesn't mean I'll stop looking for one. After all life is full of surprises. For now, I'm content to have fun memories of my travels here in Canada and US.
Lost internet access for more than a week in Canada. Glad to finally update this blog!
24 years ago...
Surprisingly, I do agree.
For more than two months I have juggled between Canada and US. The restlessness I felt after finishing school has now been replaced with the need to stay in one place. And although there are places where I'd rather be, what I need now is the comfort of my own room, my own house, and my own bed. My soul needs healing and the familiar surroundings of home may just do the trick.
This has been an amazing vacation for me. Although there is deep sadness saying goodbye to people who really took care of me, most especially my Tita Cecile and Tito Eli who treated me like a real daughter. Having three sons, they had fun having a girl around the house. There were tears shed when they dropped me off at the airport. Until now, while waiting for my flight back to the Philippines here in San Francisco, they would call and check on me. Reminding me how much they miss my presence.
I'm also sad to say goodbye again to my childhood friend, their oldest son. As kids, our lives began the same. We were only months apart and grew up literally, next to each other (our houses were behind each other). We were always at each others' birthday parties, we studied in the same pre-school, and we were constant playmates. They left when we were about 10 years old and growing up in different countries the next seventeen years, our lives couldn't have been more different.
Meeting him again, I saw part of ourselves remained the same and the others, well, we enjoyed discovering our differences. Despite the fact that he grew up in Canada, he remained conservative and traditional in some ways. He matured (somewhat...) significantly. Working two jobs and buying a house. He's such a heartthrob! Girls at his office (and gays as well...) would literally throw themselves at him. It's quite pathetic actually. While here I am, still struggling with my unemployment status, living with parents, and probably years away from walking down the aisle with a groom waiting by the altar. I'm not jealous though, because even with my chaotic life right now, I can honestly say I'm happy. Deep inside I know everything will fall into place and eventually, I'll get there wherever he is now. I'll get a job. I'll be able to afford to move out. And whether I'm single or attached, I can still be my own person. Of course, I'm hoping after we part ways my friend will find happiness in his own way. I have to keep tabs on him because it will take probably years before I see him again! It was just great finding my playmate again!
Two months ago, I was looking for a silver lining after not getting my visa for Europe. I don't think I've found it yet, but that doesn't mean I'll stop looking for one. After all life is full of surprises. For now, I'm content to have fun memories of my travels here in Canada and US.
Lost internet access for more than a week in Canada. Glad to finally update this blog!
24 years ago...
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