Blushing Bride vs. Bridezilla

I have less than a year to plan my wedding. More than 6 months, yes, but having to plan it away from my country would require me to have to work double-time.

 

I don’t want an extravagant wedding. I want a simple, intimate yet different one. If I can’t take it to the extreme! (LOL) My taste has always been quite unconventional. I have been picky with colors since I was three. I like planning, and for years I always like to take down notes of everything. (The flaw here is, I tend to rely too much on my notes that I forget birthdays. But, let’s save that story for another blog entry.) Despite wanting to have to work on things hands-on, I do not have much of a choice but to leave things to the hands of my dear friends and my mommy and also, my future mum-in-law hehehehe!

 

It is a little hard for me to go about this idea since I’ve always been a firm believer of this quote:

“If you want to get things done the exact way you want it, you will have to do them yourself!”

 

As a little girl, I’ve never had any big dreams about getting married, heck, I don’t even know if I have a dream wedding. All I remember, is when I was about 3 years old, I wanted to be a nun. (True story)

 

Planning for a wedding seems like hard work! Help me!!! :-O I have been part of a wedding’s entourage for a dozen times, and a lot goes on behind the scene. I remember the last wedding I played bridesmaid at, I remember leaning on mama (my aunt) and telling her,

 

 “Mama..”

 

I was waving my fingers around all the fuss going on around.

 

“Why does all this, make me scared of having a wedding?”

 

Then I looked at Jackie, my cousin’s charming bride, and saw how happy she was and none of all the “fuss” bothered her. It was her big day and she was all smiles. I had to laugh at myself at that time. I think I would be smiling at this point of my wedding because, not only will I be minutes away from being my bb’s wife, but also, the entire wedding planning extravaganza will be over!

 

Weddings don’t have to be that complicated right? I want it to be simple in the attempt to keep myself from forgetting the essential things in this sacred event. Tita, my mum-in-law-to-be (hehehe) put it very nicely by saying, something like no matter how extravagant you make your wedding, people will not always remember it, there will always be nicer, bigger weddings or something like that. Of course, that weren’t her exact words, but what ran through my mind that night was, as long as I am marrying my lovey and that we make that day memorable and perfect for us, then that’s fine by me. The wedding is ours! It’s not for our families or for our guests for crying out loud!

 

Again, I am not preaching or whatsoever, I want to try not to complain, or continue ranting. For those few who have read my blog, I write when I am sad, mad, happy, and when I sound preachy, it is only because of my perpetual attempt to convince myself of what I write.

 

I haven’t decided on a motif. I have a lot in queue but I do not like having them rejected because they are my babies, my art, just like my code. :-P Geek!!!

 

I tell myself, “Why bother too much about the motif anyway, whatever color I decide on, I will only be wearing white!” I keep telling myself this but somehow, I can’t help it.

 

Blushing Bride or Bridezilla? I want to be neither! Blushing bride sounds boring and too old school, uptight even hehehehe! And Bridezilla, I guess you get the picture.

 

I want to be a kick-ass bride!

 

February 23, 2009 save the date!

Try your best to not to get there late!

If you don’t make it there on time, you will miss some chocolate!

 

P.S. This is NOT an invitation. :D

I Live for Fridays

I love Fridays. It is the day of the week with the most potential, and is also probably the week that most people really look forward to. It marks the beginning of the weekend and it is the day where things like Friday the 13th, Good Friday First Fridays happen.

All I really want to say is, I love Fridays specially this particular Friday because I can enjoy a lazy, cloudy afternoon at “home”. There’s no work, and I hadn’t made any particular plans which is cool. And I also have two non-working days ahead of me and I’m diggin’ it.  

Good Friday. It’s my first time being away from the family on a Holy Week. During this time of the year our family prays the Stations of the Cross and on Maundy Thursday we would hear mass. Just in case you don’t know, Maundy Thursday is Holy day of obligation. You better not miss mass on this day like I did because I could not make it because of work. I get off at 6pm and most masses start at that time. (Excuses… excuses…)

A lot of people go on vacation with their families on Holy Week, because back in the Philippines, this has got to be one of the weeks with the least number of working days besides the Christmas-New Year holiday. Although a lot of people say it is the perfect time to bond with the family, by traveling, going to the beach and such, it also is the best time for a family to get together and pray. Be involved and be aware of the Passion of Christ. Think about he got killed because of us. Emphasis on the word killed. He didn’t after all just die of some natural causes. He was murdered. I assume you (Christians) know why.

I am not being preachy here or anything. Believe me, I’m not as devout a Catholic as I hope to be, but I do try. I know I’m not one to preach but, show me a judgmental person and I’ll show you a hypocrite.

If I were with my mom today, I’d have been more careful about my fasting and do more than just not eating meat. For years, during the Holy Week, I would not turn on the radio. You guys should know that I am an avid radio listener. I used to say. I would be alive if you placed me anywhere just as long as I had radio (and in English please). Well, that was before the internet.

So that’s that. I hope you guys, who say are not skipping on meat because their fasting on other things anyway, are actually fasting on these said things. I used to also try fasting on complaining; come to think of it this is one area everyone should “fast” on every day. Seriously.

Oh It’s You Again!

These past few days have been really cold. And lately, I have also gotten so thirsty. The combination of drinking lots of water and the cold weather can result to some uneasiness. I have to get up every so often to go and pee.

In the restroom, I met one of my officemates who belongs to a different team, we’re not that close but we definitely say “hi” when we meet each other in the halls.

So, the second of the dozen times I’ve gone to the restroom, I bumped in to her.

Girl: Hi!

Me: Hello! :)

After washing our hands and checking ourselves in the mirror, I go dry my hands and she opens the door to leave.

Girl: See you!

Me: See you! :)

Then, after a glass of water I drank a little after lunch, I had to go back to the ladies. There she was again! As I stepped out of the cubicle, she was there and we looked at each other and smiled a Haha-it’s-you-again smile.

Around 4pm, again I had to go to the loo. As I got in the ladies, she was there and I went like, “So we have the same schedule? :) ” And she laughed a little. That was how we greeted each other.

1st Time: fine

2nd Time: Amusing and still fine

3rd Time: Awkward. It’s not like we will have to say hi again so I had to improvise because we both looked pretty stressed out from work.

4th Time: Haha yes there was the 4th time, and it went like this…

Once again, stepping out of our restroom cubicles at the same time, she had her shocked and amused face on. Without smiling and putting on a shocked face (again without smiling) I exclaimed, “Oh my gosh! Déjà vu!”

And she laughed, as if we had been friends for a long time already. It felt good.

Maybe the next time we bump into each other again, we’d actually have a real conversation.

Somebody Save Me

Humor me, give me something fun to do, or throw me something to do that is worthwhile.

At times like these, I wonder why even still look forward to weekends. Not to mention that this particular weekend, the rain has been pouring non-stop. It was fine when I got up this morning; it made me stay in bed later than I normally could. Then the rain thought it was so cute that it greeted me the way it did today. It’s not cute. It’s alright of it rains as long as it doesn’t go on the whole freaking day.

I am beginning to not like weekends as much as I used to. There’s just not much to do except do chores, clean up, cook, go to mass, pay bills. I need some excitement or may be something to do that’s other from the norm. What pisses me off is that I have tried so hard, even too hard to fill my time. I even started reading again. Since I don’t have a lot of books, as a matter of fact I just have one, and I am almost finished with it. I try and not finish it yet and sleep instead. Sleeping is fine but I also don’t like throwing my weekend away just like that. Back in Cebu, I had television, in here, TV doesn’t count. We don’t have cable and I personally don’t think it is worth the money, because we won’t be able to enjoy it as much as we would like anyway.

I’m frustrated. I think I am about to throw a fit but I know I won’t so I think about it and I occasionally grunt. It’s because my boyfriend is here with me but I have never felt lonely as hell. When my face shows that I’m bored to death, he asks me what I want to do and it pisses me off that I don’t know what I can offer him that can amuse him just as as much as playing DOTA with his friends would. I can see how disappointed he is when I see him looking at me, not doing anything. Actually, I am just waiting for him to again sweep me off my feet without having to pout. To be honest, I don’t ask much from him. I never do. I just can’t believe I have waited close to 8 years to be with him, and then this is all that actually happens. I mean hello, I wasn’t even expecting a fairy tale. Shit.

While he is in front of the laptop I go to my room and lay there and think about other couples and how jealous I am because they do things together, not forcefully and they enjoy things that they do together, I mean really enjoy. I guess it is also because they have only been together for so long ( this is what I try to tell myself ). And I also think about the times when we were apart for months at a time and I would wonder how it would be like being together, seeing each other every single day. I haven’t even enjoyed the blissful stage yet. We’re not even married yet for crying out loud!!!

Is it because ever since before I have always played it cool. Not demanding anything from him. I always tried to be more of a friend than a girlfriend as much I could muster because we were apart for the 7 years of our relationship. We just recently had our 8th anniversary. I don’t know. I love him to death (gugmang gi-atay). I just wish we weren’t through with the blissful stage yet. I was expecting that but I never thought it would come even before the wedding. It’s sad, but it is the truth. Grabe I try to make him happy with me but the only way I know how to make him happy is to do stuff that doesn’t necessarily involve me, like playing PC games which I suck at by the way. And by playing these games I also get him frustrated because I’m no good at it. Wahahahahah! I’m no gamer! Again, this is one of the things I enjoy doing but am not good at.

Damn it. I wish I were the type of girl who the boyfriend never gets enough of. I must have pushed him away way too much and way too early in our relationship. Although it doesn’t seem too obvious I try to always do things right. I have my curfew, I took care of studies first, and I take care of work first, so you know I am the good girl. Apparently sometimes, good girl = boring girl.

Maybe it would have been better if I was the Miss-always-right girlfriend. The bossy girlfriends get hold of their boyfriends better. I wonder what it is like to be like them.

Ngano bitaw nag uyab2x na bata pa! (Indirect Translation: That is what you get for getting into a serious relationship at a very young age!) –> Man, this is said so much better when said in vernacular.

Don’t Keep Me Wading

My housemates and I finally came to a realization that we aren’t getting any younger and that the lifestyle we are living isn’t as healthy as we hoped it would be. Part of the realization could be attributed to the fat I have unwillingly (but also doing nothing to keep it from happening or at least just slow it down a bit) gained in the past few months. The amount of weight I gained is ridiculously noticeable and this is being continuously confirmed by everyone I haven’t seen since I left Cebu.  So, one day, while sitting on our fat asses playing DOTA. (LOL gi damay pa gyud nako ang uban) We decided that it’s time to make a change. It’s time to get on our feet (and make this world a better place) and put on our bikinis, and strut our stuff in the swimming complex which is just a walking-distance from our unit.  Good luck to us then on this very challenging endeavor, and I hope we all stick to this. We’re all in this together! LOL! Away with the flabs and hello to the abs! :D  Tonight, me and my hubby-to-be are going to Vivo City to buy shorts he could use for swimming. The Billabong board shorts are apparently a big no no to the lifeguards. Shorts that go below the knee, no matter how absorbent they are, aren’t allowed. But I swear I saw a couple of guys in their ‘whitey tightys” or is it “tighty whiteys”. Seriously.

Have a KitKat

Sometimes one just needs a break.

Last week in the middle of my coding, when everything was going haywire, I took 3 deep breaths and went right back at it again.  Well, nothing really happened after that. No breakthroughs, voila!, tada!,  whatsoever. Went up for air, sat up straight, stretched my arms a bit, rotated my wrists then sunk my nose back again to the keys of my keyboard.

So I decided, you know what, screw it. Even the laptop seems like its sizzling from all the work it’s doing, I might as well give it and myself a break right?

That’s what I did. But that little something inside of me could not let go of the unsolved mystery deep in the oceans of semicolons, variables, loops of a language people from all over the world speak, but one can never dare say they can “speak” it fluently enough.

I leaned back to my chair my eyes still fixed on the screen as I continued to scrutinize my code hoping to find the culprit. And alas (still not voila or tada), inday, there it was. The thing both the code and I needed.

Yup, you guessed it. A break;

Pasalubong

This morning I received goodies (specialty food products) from the Philippines given to me by my Singaporean officemate. It was nice that he thought of giving something from our country to me. I especially like the introduction…Him: “Familiar?”Me: “Wow! Where’d you get these?”At first, I thought he was just showing them to me. Apparently his brother just came back from the Philippines. He went there to visit. I guess his target was really Iloilo.The goodies he gave me were the ever famous dried mangoes of Cebu (my favourite), Goldilocks polvoron and also… you’ll never guess, BOY BAWANG! :-) I did not know it was a Filipino specialty but it very well could be. Just one pack worth Php2.00, and you’ll have instant super fresh breath, guaranteed! ;-) I was very grateful for the goodies, although I found it weird he gave me food I could have had back in the Philippines every day. They seem to worry more about me being different here and being away from home and not knowing Chinese. I’m glad to have made a few Singaporean friends.To my new found friends, “Salamat!”

I wanna piss…

I’ve had a lot to deal with this morning and I had to postpone going to the toilet to take a piss. It’s like 5 degrees here in my cube. This is despite the fact, that I, by the way, work in a country just a degree above the equator. That’s something for your geography class.

Anyway, I really need to piss. I wanna piss so I went off to our restroom. There was the “CAUTION: Wet Floor” sign right outside the ladies’ room. “Oh tihs”, that’s “oh shit” to you maam sir because I knew that every time this sign was out, I couldn’t use the restroom, so while I was making a 45 degree turn to go back to my desk. I suddenly saw this lady just leave the restroom and I thought “Oh goody!” as I walked hastily to the restroom door.

“Hello!!” said the auntie with her mop and a vicious look on her face as I entered the restroom. “Cleaning!”

Agui…bya si auntie” I thought to myself. “I came in because I just saw a girl leave and I thought it was okay to come in.” (I mean, by golly auntie! It says “CAUTION: Wet Floor” for crying out loud! Not “Keep Out!”)à This part I only said with my face with much discomfort kay ka ihi-un lagi..

Having figured that there wasn’t much I could do, I walked away, my head down and my shoulders slumped. “Grrrr auntie!!! I wanna piss!!!! Piss you off!”

But she beat me to it :(

***NEXT***

You know what; I left the key to my office drawer at home today. I either left it or lost it. It’s a good thing the office keeps a spare key. I have my laptop in the drawer which makes it a hell big of a deal.

***AND ANOTHER ONE***

When I get to the office the very first thing I do is check my office mail. To my surprise, my password seemed to have expired. This happens every month in my previous company; the only difference is that it didn’t surprise me then. I tried to make a new password but then it stated that the authorization could not be done now. So, knowing that Fridays are usually the times when we get the most email, I decided to email my boss using my gmail account. Luckily, just before I started composing my email he came to my cube and I told him “I was going to send you an email to inform you that I might not be receiving any emails being sent to my office account.” He went like “What?” and he was about to laugh because I talked very fast. “What is it about the email?” he asked. I explained to him my predicament.

He said “Shanta everybody else today is having that problem. The server’s down and we’re having someone fix it right now.”

I was like “Oh tihs..” and smiled and said “I thought I was the only one who was having that problem.” I quickly spun my seat to face my desktop monitor and tried so hard to keep myself from slapping my forehead! I mean c’mon Shant, why didn’t you think of that? It’s the server!!!

I still wanna piss. Damn this puny gallbladder of mine.

In days when mornings start like this, I kind of want to think that the day can only get better. Things can’t get any worse than this and some cliché like that :)

Have a nice day! :)

Come Again?

 ”Come Again?”

I’ve said that phrase far too many times since I came here. I still haven’t gotten used to their accent. The only thing that scares me though is that while struggling for them to understand what I am saying with the kind of accent we pinoys use, I might soon sound like them when I speak in english. Gamay ra kaau na concern noh? But it certainly is a way to survive.

I am home alone and I don’t have very much to do but wait. Wait for the agent to call me back to tell me what time we can check the place that we might be moving in to. Looking for a place is hard. I didn’t know it would be so exhausting, it isn’t even that fun anymore heheheh

Today, I swept the floor(in the kitchen and dining area) and kind of cleaned up “our” room. I got up earlier than usual and I didn’t have much to do so I tried doing stuff like cleaning up hehehe. My mom would be so proud. LOL!

 

A little more for your peripheral cognition of ME

I am counting down my transition from existence to nothingness.

Do you want to know what it’s like to feel worthless? Try getting into my shoes for the next two weeks :-) I am counting down my days of transforming from being a yuppie to a bum with no tomorrow and spending her life savings on something uncertain.

You might be thinking, why not make most out of the days I have left before becoming this worthless piece of crap? Right.. Hmm, where do I begin?

Nah, I really don’t want to talk about it this time, maybe later when I am happy again. Incidentally, there are people whom I meet everyday who read my blog. I just don’t want them to get the wrong message because that is what usually happens with some people. I don’t really blame them. This little piece of heaven here is like an avenue for angry bashing, sulking and just being blissfully happy for no apparent reason.

Don’t get me wrong. I really still enjoy writing what I think on the web. It is nice that people are bored or interested enough to finish reading a single entry. I would be stupid if I’d complain about choosing who could read my blog. I mean it’s on the freaking net, what do you expect?? Even I am an avid reader of a complete stranger’s blog. I like reading her entries. She has the wit that’s a bit dark and actually amusing. She talks about her experiences that are completely unlike mine but then I would catch myself smiling and nodding, thinking that if I were in her situation, I would deal with the situations she’s in, the exact same way she did.

She writes very well and is rather silver-tongued. Well, it is needless to say that she writes. She wrote a book and is getting an agent to sign it for her.

She got me thinking, what happens in your life isn’t interesting in itself. But it is how you think about it and what you do with and in it that makes it more interesting. I know some of you don’t agree. I really don’t care if you do or don’t :-) sorry :-) It’s like saying, I know how you feel, but I don’t care. Heheheh. That’s just so funny. I also read on Reader’s Digest once, it went something like, “Don’t complain or whine about your problems to other people, 80% just don’t care and 20% are happy you have them.” But my advice is, if you feel better afterwards, it doesn’t hurt to complain about it, don’t overdo it like I sometimes do. But if you do complain, don’t talk about it with me, okay? Heheheh kidding! :-P

;-)

 

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