a (temporary?) respite

Finally, work has been forgiving these past few weeks. I guess it's a well-deserved respite after months of back-breaking load. I know it'll pick up again soon, but I guess (actually, I hope) that our team is better-equipped now to handle stress. Still, we can only handle so much. Nevertheless, I am grateful for this manageable work load.

On other, happier news, Francis and I are looking forward to Baler. A friend of ours (who's also his colleague) is getting married there this May. I'm so stoked about the trip that I've been searching the web for things to do and places to see in Baler. Plus, I'm excited about the prospect of learning how to surf, though I most likely will not even try. Hahaha! I'm not even close to being a decent swimmer (I only "know" how to swim if I'm in 5-feet-deep waters; any deeper than that, I'll drown!). It's weird, I know, but the idea of surfing entices me, especially after seeing the movie Soul Surfer. 

The more exciting part about the Baler trip is that it's also a sort of company outing, so everything is practically free! Isn't that cool? I really wish it's already May. Sand and surf, I'll be seeing you soon!!!

this ain't happening to me...

The other week at the office, a colleague came up to me and she seemed to have an urgent matter to discuss.

O: Muther shine!!!!
Me: Yes po?
O: Mamu, may bilbil ka na!

At that very moment, sana bumuka na lang ang lupa at nilamon ako...

one of 'em boys cried then went shopping

Last Friday's snippets:

Was watching SYTYCD's Kherington and Twitch do some Viennese Waltz. The routine has a personal sentimentality to it, especially because the song has a very special meaning to the choreographers.

So I was watching it, and just when my tears were about to fall, my colleague Tim suddenly showed up in my cube and caught me teary-eyed. I had to shoo him away before I got to explain. Embarassing moment no. 261 there! Hahaha!

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Had a matter-of-life-and-death issue at hand: what's more flattering for a girl--to be categorized as a girl-next-door or a hot chick. For me, it depends. But when Iza and I asked Francis' take on the issue, he only has one thing to label me:

One of the boys.

Great. Well, fine, I admit I tend to be one. And sometimes, it works for me. Sometimes. Still, it's flattering to be treated like a lady, not like a brother. Ugh.

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Since there were no takers for the GCs I've been selling (they're Big & Small/Spin/Havin' A Baby GCs), I decided to just use them myself, see what preggy clothes I can buy and get away with wearing them without being accused of being actually pregnant. Francis was quite hesitant to join me in my shopping spree. "Naku, baka ma-tismis tayo nito," he said. I just laughed it off.

So there I was, gleefully enjoying fitting the clothes on sale only to learn I can't buy them with my precious GCs (but then Bubs and Cleo told me they were able to score sale items with their GCs. So unfair!). So I just settled for a brown tube dress and paid cash for this maroon bubble tube top that was on sale. At the cashier:

Cashier: Ma'am, first baby nyo po?
Me: Um. Ah. Hindi pa.

Was so tempted to point at Francis and say, "Sya, baby damulag ko."

so many, many things

There's a lot of things going on in my head right now--a lot of things I want to write about. But I'm in no mood to go into details about these things.

This is stress taking over. Aaaaarrghssh!

Anyway, seems like I have a lot of catching up to do in terms of hoarding the blogosphere, like:

1. pictures from Bubbles' shower party....
2. ...and ultimately, her wedding photos
3. updates on the preparation for the Big day (this will be a short entry, as there' not much to write yet)
4. another Baguio trip due this Feb, with office pals and I'm crossing my fingers, with my fiancé (who, btw, is currently in Bora for an assignment--this time, it's a real OB; he has another assignment there that would fall on the Baguio trip. Bleh!).
5. things getting crazier by the minute at work, which led me to consider outside options, which in turn gives me heartaches
6. puppy updates, and that a few weeks from now, they'll all be given away. I miss them already.
7. a lot more that I can't remember

So because I don't seem to be making any sense, I deem that I not pursue writing about these things in detail. I need a visit from the muse.

P.S.
I'm thinking plum and champagne and lime. Hmmm...

i think i inhaled laughing gas

From the mini-shoot we had with Cos this morning, up to this point, I've been a giggling school girl. (And I'm also having this hugging streak. But I choose who to hug. Haha!) It's probably because it's Monday, which means my body is still not up and running for work. Therefore, this entry will all be blabbery.

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Office friend Jonas and his fellow lomographers will be having an exhibit tonight at Mag:net Café in Bonifacio High Street, 8PM. Pat, Cindy and I are going (I still need to coax Francis a little). For those who want to join in the fun, prepare your P150 (or look for Jonas for free entrance. Hahaha! Just kidding!).

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I want to congratulate my Pangga for landing his new job! Congratulations, Engr. Francis Funa! A 7th placer at the board exams deserves a brand new, dashing job!

Though this would mean changes that I'm sure would give me a hard time adjusting to, I know it's all for the better–and our future. Teehee!

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Got two meetings tomorrow. Bummer. Can I just disappear from work now! Aaaargh!

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This is all nonsense. Oh well. I've done my job for the day.