Sunday, June 30, 2013


I originally have a draft for a different post as my as my reboot entry but it doesn't include any pictures and this one does so... And it's about food so here it is!

I want to present my egg sandwich! Don't stop reading yet, it's an exciting egg sandwich! Hahaha

It's my attempt at a pesto egg omelet because I wasn't able to try the one at Real Coffee in Boracay. It was crowded when we went there at that time and also because it was ridiculously expensive! Almost 200 jeez for two eggs!

Here's the recipe even if you don't want to try it. Hahaha

1 egg
Grated cheese, to your heart's delight
Pesto, to your heart's delight as well

Step 1: Throw everything into the pan and wait until it seems cooked. Move to bread.

Step 2: Eat. Haha

Oh yeah, the pictures.

      whisk egg and add grated cheese

used quickmelt cheese. wanted to use mozzarella but the pocket found it gummy. :P

I have been waaaanting to try this since ever so I finally bought one. Looks like something I would use for my face. Heh

Because I got to eat first before I blog, okay?! Don't be so judgemental! :P

Well, there you have it. BURP!


I debated whether i'll start a new blog or just pick up from where I left. Whenever I get the urge to write something, I would have that internal struggle which would then leave me tired and scrap the idea. Anyhoo, I've decided to stay because I want easy access to my immature writing  and disposition. So, here I am back with more garbage trying to pass off as legit essays. Come pick my brain, it won't take long. 

Saturday, November 24, 2012

CSAT: zero

Smart Telecommunications Rep at the company pantry:

Rep: Ma'am ka apply ka na? Apply na bala.
Me: May iPhone kamu?
Rep: Ay! Mahal na ya ma'am! Tag 35,000 na ya!
Me: Wala kamu post paid haw?
Rep: Mayara po mga 1,500 a month gd na sya.
Me: Ahh. Okay.

Smart, you put up a booth at a Contact Center. You should've known that if there are people that are aware and expect good customer service, it's the people that work there. Belittling them is never a way to get their business.

Mayu pa to ang rep sang Savannah, bisan du lago tsura ko nabaligyaan yako duta bisan obvious d ko kasarang. Haha

Monday, November 12, 2012


I was moving out of the parking lot and making a turn to the main road when the steering wheel got stuck. The handbrake sign was on even though i already pulled it down. I stepped on the brakes but the car kept moving forward. I panicked and killed the engine. A line of cars was forming behind me. I started the engine again hoping the problem resolved itself but, no.  The car behind me began honking so i pulled down my window and shouted to give me a sec, i have a problem with my engine. His wonderful, compassionate reply was "nagay ka drive kon nd ka kabalo. Puli to anay kag magtu-on drive." (Don't drive if you don't know how. Go home and practice.)

All the angels must have come down from heaven coz i remembered my manners. If i wasn't so preocuppied of not dying due to a car accident, i would've delighted his ears with all the profanities i know in rapid ilonggo. So i gathered all my strength and finally got the car on the correct lane. The asshole finally got to pass by me but before he did, he stopped and said, "puli ka to anay kag tu-on drive." (Go home and practice.) This would've been good advice if his tone was not condescending and dripping with sexism, not taking into acct that it was not my driving that caused the traffic but that my brakes broke. 

Of course, it was not taken into acct because the asshole just kept shooting his mouth off when he didn't have any idea what was wrong. Since i'm safely in a corner now, i can concentrate wishing that jerk all the bad luck in the world. His car will break down in the middle of nowhere, get raped in the ass so hard he'll never sit again. He'll have to shit through his mouth and his balls will get cut off and replace his eyes. I could go on and on. Sorry if this grosses you out. My train of thought just also lost its brakes.

Thursday, July 19, 2012


commuting has its merits. while walking to the jeepney stop, i passed by a tea shop called Bon Appetea. it was a hot day so i decided to stop by. nothing like something cold to go along with the delightful polluted air on your way home. they had modest interiors and a wall peppered with colorful post-its. where have i seen it before? as i was waiting for my turn, i read one note that said "better than Moon Leaf." i swear, that wall was reading my mind.

coz i'm a hardcore photographer like this. hahaha!

i looked up their menu list and ordered a drink called Nirvana. it's a combination of tea and wachamacallit. it must have been good coz i downed almost half the cup in 30 secs. or i was just thirsty, whatever you prefer. the good thing i liked about it was that at Php70, it already came with pearls. at Moon Leaf, it's a luxury you have to pay extra for. i like them pearls. every time i take a sip on that big ass straw they provide, it's a matter of life and death as there is a chance i will choke on one. or two. it's an exhilarating experience. pure adrenaline rush. every sip is a life defining moment.
i finished the whole cup and pearls without being rushed to the ER so i think i'll try a different drink next time. i like tempting fate. lol

Friday, May 18, 2012


Baz Luhrmann - Everybody's Free (To Wear Sunscreen)

Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable
than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.
Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not
understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.
But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and
recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before
you and how fabulous you really looked….You’re not as fat as you
Don’t worry about the future; or worry, but know that worrying is as
effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing
bubblegum. The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind; the kind that blindside you at 4pm
on some idle Tuesday.
Do one thing everyday that scares you
Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.
Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes
you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with
Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults; if you
succeed in doing this, tell me how.
Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.
Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they
wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year
olds I know still don’t.
Get plenty of calcium.
Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.
Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe
you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky
chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…what ever you do, don’t
congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your
choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. Enjoy your body,
use it every way you can…don’t be afraid of it, or what other people
think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever
Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.
Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.
Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.
Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for
Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the
people most likely to stick with you in the future.
Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you
should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and
lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you
knew when you were young.
Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live
in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.
Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were
noble and children respected their elders.
Respect your elders.
Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund,
maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one
might run out.
Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you're 40, it will
look 85.
Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the
ugly parts and recycling it for more than
it’s worth.
But trust me on the sunscreen…

this, obviously, is a copy-paste job by me from a lyrics site because i'm not a lady from the class of '99. lol i got to searching for it after a close friend from high school posted a few of the lines as her facebook status. we were discussing our much needed summer round up because we all have issues at the moment and this group of words that form a song, particularly the highlighted set, seem to validate that. will let you in on it after it happens. =D

Tuesday, December 13, 2011


Winter is Coming. 

In April. tsk.

Thursday, December 8, 2011


i'm on a roll. lol

while in NC, i was able to browse inside Time After Time, a vintage thrift shop located within the grounds (i think) of where Michael Jordan used to walk, which is UNC. i was thrilled coz according to their website, they were "voted one of 25 Best Vintage Clothing Stores in USA." they sold some boy scout shirts that i liked but they were still a bit expensive for me. i should prolly be looking for a cheap as dirt vintage thrift

got this from their facebook

the next shop was sorta gift shop specializing in... gift...ideas. i think. they had this soy candle called Isle of Candles where you can use the melted part as lotion. it's kinda cool and they had one under a light so some of it's sorta melted and i put some on my skin. it was not greasy or waxy, and the scent lasted for it would make a unique gift this Christmas.

next door was a comic book shop. nothing spectacular. no Pugad Baboy sold there.


before we went to NC, i was at the Christmas bazaar in Bryant Park. all pictures i had of that was taken using my Holga so i need to wait for the whole roll of film to be used up before i can have it processed and shown to the my cousins bought this paper wallet from Dynomighty that claims to be "made from a single folded sheet of a strong micro fiber material (Tyvek®) that is tear and water resistant, super strong and incredibly long lasting. This innovative wallet design has no stitching and instantly adjusts to a custom fit."  i like that it's eco-friendly using 25% post consumer materials and 100% recyclable but it was still a bit pricey for me at $15 plus tax so i just bought the luggage tags at $5 plus tax for ten pieces. now i'm pressured to travel. lol

the bag tag

off Bryant Park is the New York Public Library. as a Sex and the City fan, this is an important place to go, not to read books but, to have your picture taken at the grand staircase where Carrie got stood up by Mr. Big on their wedding day. now i have to wait for my film but i did get a picture taken in front of the building.

then we went to the Gaga's Workshop at Barneys

then a quick stop at Wollman Rink in Central Park


last week of November i was in NC with my cousin. we took the long route going there and drove (well, ouraunt did all the driving since my cousin doesn't have a driver's license yet and i wasn't able to renew my international one before i left) for a total of 12 hours including a two hour stop at a mall somewhere in Delaware, where i got a $7 pair of flats which was originally priced at $25 then marked down to $10 prolly after thanksgiving then when i took it to the counter it had an additional $3 off. Steal! oh, where was i? right the trip. it also included a brief stop at Chick-fil-A, a fast food joint that specializes in chinese food. i mean, chicken. you really won't know from the name so just putting it out there.

we were there to sort out her storage unit. found this tarp my aunt's husband had made for her when she first came to the US in 1984. that unit was a vintage lover's paradise.

we were supposed to take the train back to Jersey a mere almost 9-hour ride back but thanks to businesses-understanding-cheapskate-travelers like us we were able to get flights from NC to NYC via jetBlue for $69. they're like the Cebu Pacific counterpart but better, what with free snacks (where i first saw the new regular Coke polar bear design which i heard was being recalled) and FREE check-in of your first bag.  it's not a 747 but it's ROOMY with two seats on each side aaaand a personal tv! and it was just a one hour flight. to think Delta punished their passengers with their own movie choices on screens you have to crane your neck to see on a 19-hour transpacific flight. tsk.

anyways, the flight was quick and uneventful. after picking up our one luggage we followed signs within the new and clean jetBlue terminal to the AirTrain two floors up to take us to Jamaica Station in Queens. i don't know how long it took us coz i was busy looking at The 'Hood in all their graffiti-ed glory. $10 less later, we arrived at Jamaica. there are two routes to NYC Penn from there: either we take the LIRR which was the fastest but more costly at around $7-8 or the scenic version of the subway E train at $2. since it was time we were plenty of and not moolah, the saying time is gold is such a BIG lie coz i don't see any gold-- lol, we chose the latter. it took around 30mins just in time for us to catch the next train bound for Jersey.

next destination, please. =D


Something new i learned today. The english term for kinilaw is Ceviche. As per Wiki, Ceviche is raw fish marinated in citrus juices. Well, kinilaw uses vinegar but it still has the same objective i think. Po-tay-toe/ po-tah-toh, still the same banana. lol

Now i'm hungry.