pms

i am pms-ing today.  it takes very little to irritate me so allan knows full well to steer clear and to just let me be.

aunt flo is here so it means that the stork is nowhere near me.

bummer

sad

one of my best students, a one that has become a great friend finished her lessons yesterday.  it took me by surprise because i wasn’t able to monitor her number of classes and before we started our class, i saw it right in front of me.  i was a bit stunned and for a couple of seconds was at a loss for words.

i really feel sad.  she was one of my first students when i started teaching.  she was learning with me since my NZ days and even until i came back to thailand.  she waited for me when i had my holidays and booked all of her remaining lessons with me.  mostly, double periods and as often as 8 times per week or more.  one time, there was an internet failure that i was not able to teach her for one whole class [it was a double period] and when i phoned her for the second lesson, i told her that i will not have that lesson credited.  she told me to just credit it as she might not have enough time to finish her lessons because her deadline was near approaching.

i really miss her.  she was taking her lessons just to talk to me.  she was so wise and so cool.

we’ve become facebook buddies since then but i am not able to show her my photo because of some instructions from work.

hating

it’s so effin hot i can’t even think straight. it’s 38 degrees in here. stiffling, scorching, irritating.  what else can i say.  this unbelievably bad weather is bringing out the bitch in me.  argh.  it’s making me snap, i swear.

i wish i were in someplace with lots of snow and the privelege to turn on the heater instead of the air conditioner.  i have always been tolerant of the cold weather and never the hot season.  which makes me wonder:  what in the hell am i still doing here in thailand?

ah, but i guess the philippines won’t be any different.  at least, your family is there and you can always opt to go to the mall where you will definitely save money on electricity but splurge on shopping.  ah, that would be perfection. ha ha ha.

when i was younger, i never really had this desire to go and live in the US.  a visit would be okay but to live there was never and is never one of my dreams.  australia, maybe.  new zealand, maybe.  but not the states.  i guess because i have always been a rebel.  wanting what others do not.  every juan pedro maria and iska i knew back then wanted to go to the states.  so with the desire to be different, i chose australia but well ended up in thailand.  freaking hot thailand.

i am not really complaining.  i am just pissed at the weather so crappy shit comes out of my blogging.

arrghh.

i hate this weather.

i’m either a good story teller or a better liar

nobody was able to call my bluff.

 

so here’s the answer.

 

number 8.

 

i never bite my nails, oh heaven forbid what will happen to my addiction to nail art if i did lolz.  and detest people who suck their hair.  ha ha OA. but that is just too yucky for words.

i get so pissed off when allan bites his nails.  he is the perennial biter and that is one thing i must learn to accept because in all our years together, he just cannot resist not biting his nails especially when he is edgy.  but not to the point that they would bleed.

so, there you go!

my hair straightener [for khel]

i have really as in really thick hair.  when i go to the hair dresser’s it would take 3 people to blow dry my hair.  for real.  it’s that thick.  so for a straightener i needed something that can hold up against this thick hair of mine.

i’ve tried all sorts of straightener but when i got to New Zealand, i found my hair’s ultimate match.

this is a digital one and can go as high as 230 degrees.  but i still need to go over my hair at least three times before it is completely dry, it’s just way too thick.

khel, i think that you can get a much cheaper deal from amazon or even from ebay [starting from 20 bucks, i guess].  just buy a brand new one and never a second hand.  and if your hair is not as thick as mine, you can go for a slimmer one like this

the wide one suits me best.  it does the job in less than 5 minutes and that’s real time.

i sound like an advert. ha ha ha.

woohoo

i finally got the nerves to tell allan that i wanted a new curling iron.  well, he wasn’t pleased when he first heard it as i already have 3 curling irons.  with my great convincing powers, he was persuaded.  and i got it the same day…today!!!

 

i also cut my hair and did my own highlights.  the moment we arrived home, i immediately used my new iron.

 

i lovesit!

call my bluff

this tag was from honey-my-hero

I had to post ten things about myself which 9 are true and 1 is a story-telling-a-lie … Now try to guess which one is a gimmick…

 

1.  when i was in grade 2, my brothers then aged 13 and 11 went to the local barangay hall to play bingo.   my dad and mom did not allow me being too young and all.  at around 9pm while my parents were asleep, i snuck out and went to the hall.  i searched for my brothers and 15 minutes after i asked my eldest brother to send me home [there was no way i'd walk back that creepy and lightless street]  upon arriving home, i was greeted by my furious mother, broom in hand.  she was so angry she hit me like she was hitting a dirty carpet she was trying rid of dust.  i was black and blue the next day.

 

2. my parents got all of our names from comic books.  oh, that was only my dad’s idea.

 

3. allan was my 7th boyfriend.  we first went together as bf-gf when he was 13 and i was 16.  we did not even last a month when i broke up with him.  i didn’t see him for a long time as i had to study in manila while he had to stay in batangas.  a few months later, at my dear grampa’s wake, we saw each other again.  instantly, i knew i wanted him back but did not know how to win him again.  i was trying to play it cool and was playing matchmaker between allan and my cousin.  it was a chilly night and in our house, sitting on the sofa allan and i shared one jacket draped over us while my cousin was sitting on the opposite couch.  under the jacket allan and i were holding hands.  inside, i was wearing a huge grin and was chanting to myself:  he still loves me,  he still loves me.

 

4. growing up, i thought i was allergic to tuyo and carabao grass.  i guess, there really is such a thing as being a hypochondriac.  whenever my mom tried to feed m tuyo, i would start scratching.  the same went with grass,  when in a park, i felt like the grasses were going to turm my legs into a hive-nation haha.  it turns out i wasn’t allergic to any of those.  and fyi, i adore tuyo.

 

5.  my threshold for pain is probably -100 degrees.  i may seem to be a tough cookie but show me injections and lead me to doctors and dentists and my insides would churn and my knees go weak.  my hands and feet will start to sweat excessively and i will worry to no end.

 

6.  my brother, when he was in grade 4, was trying to memorize a poem.  my mom was irritated to no end because he couldn’t, not even to save his life, remember the lines.  after sitting with them for less than half an hour, i started reciting the whole poem and i was only 5 then.  my mother was both very impressed and angry.  impressed because it took me very little time to memorize it and angry at my brother for not doing well when they had been practising for hours.  a few moths later, there was a poem reciting contest and i entered without my mom’s knowing.  all my friends who were a year or two older joined so i thought, what the heck, i’ll join too.  my friends didn’t win anything and i won 3rd prize with 20 pesos as my reward money.  my mom and dad only knew about it when a neighbor told them that they saw me on stage.  my mom was so proud, she baked me a cake.

 

7. we were taught to speak english at a very young age.  but this was never the language spoken at home.  when i was about 4 or 5 i would talk in english.  one day, a neighbor from the opposite street approached me and asked me if i was american.  every bone in my body wanted to say yes but i couldn’t think of enough english to back that lie up.  in the end i had to own up and say no.

 

8.  i have this terrible habit of biting my nails and sucking my hair [eww, i know] when i am nervous.  it is an unconscious action that i have been trying to rid off for the longest time.  one time, before an oratorical contest, i bit my nails and forefinger so hard, it started to bleed [only slightly, though] in one immigration interview here in thailand, i once forgot to report for my 90 day residence report that i was a total wreck and was biting my nails left right and center.  allan had to hold both my hands to keep my from biting my nails.  it sucks, i know.

 

9.  when i was young, i guess at about 8 or 9, i met our new next door neighbor.  she became a good friend  but on our first meeting i told her that i was a twin.  she, of course wouldn’t believe me…at first.  i had to show her my acting prowess.  i told her that i’d call my twin.  i went upstairs and changed clothes.  my twin’s name was either katherine or kathy.  i guess she believed me for a while.  my face was dead serious and i never broke into a laughing fit just to prove her that i really had a twin.

 

10.  7 years ago, i found an ad in the bangkok post.  a company was looking for a school coordinator .  i phoned them up and we met at novotel.  the man, as it turned out, was the UN Representative in Maldives, he was the head honcho in that place.  i was interviewed by both him and his wife.  i met their kids.  i was told that they will call me once they have made a decision.  after our meeting, i went to an internet cafe and searched the shit out of Maldives.  truth was, i did not even know where Maldives was.  all along i thought it was in Spain.  stupid me had mistaken it for Madrid.  upon seeing it on Google, i found out that it was made up of tinsy winsy islands.  the next day, i was informed that out of 80-100 candidates, i was the one chosen.  that was in august 2002.  allan and i flew to Maldives in september 2002.

oh my gosh, this was one tough tag to complete hahaha.  anyways, i am tagging [and begging haha]:

khel

anna

ecks

nervous

i have this much work this week.

geez.  i need to look for more activites, and fast!  i have had my students for quite some time now and i am running our of topics.

no complaining here [please insert nervous smile]

an email aged 2 and the wisdom of teacher kate [i kid, i kid]

a friend once emailed me and asked me a question on love. here is an excerpt from that email:

anyway, may phone-in question ako.. hehehe. just answer whatever comes first to your mind:

 

if there’s something you do that makes you really, really happy, but definitely, it won’t last.. would you:

 

1> enjoy, while it last?

2> no thanks, i’d rather not take risk!

 

ayan, pang beauty queen yan ha! .. hehehe… sana you’ll find time para sagutin yan…

i did send her a reply.  and earlier today i had the urge to delete unwanted mails when i stumbled into this.  

here was my answer:

naks, talagang may question and answer portion pa ha.       

okay, truthful answers….kase madami

una.
if it is trivial and if it will not affect me in a way na alam kong magiging disaster ang ending, ok i think i would enjoy it while it lasts. as long as walang ibang taong masasaktan. kiber, kahit may masaktan pero as long as hindi ako gutay gutay na maiiwan. alam mo yun? 

pangalawa.
kung sa palagay ko naman magiging parang trapo na ang tingin ko sa sarili ko [o ha bigat nyan] or if i know i will be in a worse state than when i started or even entered something i knew from the get go na hindi naman magtatagal, then i will not risk it. 

sister, life is full of shit like this.  at parang tae, pag naglalakad ka sa daan anong gagawin mo:

a. tapakan ko na lang yung tae mahuhugasan naman yan eh
b. iiwas ka kase alam mo na kahit nahugasan mo na ang tae andun pa din maiiwan sayo, yung mabahong amoy. 

o ayan. yan ang sagot ko. hehehe. hayop sa sagot no may kasama pang ebak.

but really, sis, who wants shit?

kai

14 years!

uy. uy. uy.  it’s our 14th year together.

happy anniversary, dee!!!

re-living my childhood

i am now watching Perfect Strangers and it makes me soooo happy.  When we were young, my brothers and I fought about everything and this seemed to be the only show that would shut us up.

I miss my kuya’s

my perfect valentine

we didn’t have any definite plans for today. a date was set, a group one but it did not push through and there isn’t really any place i wanted to go.  later tonight our friends called and told us they were already in a club.  but we were already halfway into the movie and had already started digging into our pizza so we decided to take a rain check.

valentines…ah ours was perfect.  take out pizza, buffalo wings, lasagna, garlic bread and a bottle of pepsi ha ha and my favorite movie of all time, The Terminal.

Now, this is true love.

 

Happy Valentine’s Day, you all!!!

being OC

i am watching survivor philippines and paolo is pissing the hell out of me as he keeps saying JARAKAY [one tribe's name] when he should be saying it as JARAHKEH.

in thai, this means crocodile.

arrghhhh….

:) [translation: i have no clue what to put in the title]

hello people.  one day and off i go into a 4 day holiday.  hooray.  well, i don’t know what we will do with all those free time but the bangkok trip is definitely kaput.  i don’t really mind just staying at home and spending quality time with allan, but we hardly ever get this kind of time so it will be wiser to spend it on a trip or something else.

well, with the economic crisis and all, we are thinking of just saving the extra dough we have but that would mean less activities and probably no trip at all.  i don’t know.  i seem to be okay with whatever we come up with.

american idol, survivor phils [i know i'm ages behind], tayong dalawa [omg i am absolutely gah-gah over this series] and downloading torrents keep me busy when i am not teaching.  both allan and i enjoy these shows and it is my job to download and we both sit back and content ourselves watching.

we went to a pharmacist yesterday and asked for a sleeping pill.  my insomnia is getting worse.  we both had to make sure that the medication i was about to get did not have any side effects or any danger to people who are hypertensive.  so she gave me these pills and i tried it last night. well, boohoo it didn’t work.

to test things, i decided to see if it was really falling asleep that is the problem or maybe it is merely the time.  you see i would be in bed by 2 am and fall asleep at 6 am.  that simply put, is torture to someone like me.  earlier today i had 30 minute breaks after each period.  i tested sleeping for that short amount of time, and lo and behold, i didn’t have any difficulty sleeping.  i did it thrice and i slept like a baby instantly.  so that leaves me with the conclusion that it is probably the time that is causing me all these problems.  i will no longer bother stressing over this, as long as i am getting my 8 hours, then who am i to complain?

hella funny

of rainbows and thunders

a couple of days back, a friend was feeling sad. things sometimes take a turn and suddenly your ray of sunshine gets lost in middle of your busy and hectic life.

i was feeling a bit down myself, i think for the past few days.  good news is i’m back to my bubbly self and everything has been sorted out.  it is so me to just keep my feelings bottled inside.  i don’t have problems sharing my happiness, it is my lonely moments i like keeping locked inside.  i guess, i did not want to make things worse, so i decided to tell allan about it.

it is nice to let the tears fall down once in a while.  it’s like detoxicating to me.  allan heard what’s been brewing in my thoughts and he was there to comfort me, at one point we argued and then talked it over.  in fact, we talked til 8am.  we didn’t get any sleep at all but it was so worth the missed sleeping time.

there we were, talking and i was just pouring all my sentiments to him.  he was hugging me and telling me that there are things we can never gain control over.  and just having someone to listen to what i have to say, whether stupid or not is probably one of the best things i can boast of in my life.

allan always tells me that i am a strong person, inside and out.  but the surprise was on him when i told him that i am only strong because i know he is there to pick me up for every disappointment or any fall i encounter.

i can never claim to be a wonderful person because i know i’ve had moments of pure sinister but at some point i think i must have done something really good to deserve someone like allan.

on my darkest and gloomiest day, he would always be that one person who holds my chin up, looks me in the eyes and says: don’t worry mhey, everything will be alright.  we’re together and that’s all that matters.

i love you a million, billion, trillion gazillion times over, dee.

vlog: plans, random, octuplets

of being human and sleep

lately i have been busy playing shrink, big sister, teacher, loving wife, dear friend, and booster of support to my friends and allan.  and interestingly enough, i find this fun.  when i say fun, i mean it makes me feel so attached to people and it feels great to know that people appreciate you for just being there.

since working at home, i have gradually taken off the mask i usually wear to guard my feelings.  it has always been hard for me to be a friend and a boss.  being a close friend to my colleagues, i feel, is in conflict with what i was as a head teacher.  and really, there were times when i hated being the boss.  i hated not being able to say the things in my head lest they think and feel too comfortably when with me.  there was always this wall i built to protect the fine line between friendship and work.  but now that i am no longer working at the school, relationships are somewhat reborn.

now, i’d say that aside from being a loving wife and best friend to allan, i have also gained a new role: big sister.  compared before when our friends-slash-co-teachers were always too careful whenever i was around, now you can feel the lightness palpable.  jokes fly everywhere, secrets are revealed and feelings and problems are unearthed.  and i am so happy about this.  it makes me feel much more of a human being and not just a person who goes to work and checks that everybody is doing their jobs as well.

sometimes, i ask myself: “what took you so long to quit?”  well, okay technically speaking, i haven’t really handed in my resignation so that doesn’t qualify as quitting.  but, ok you know what i mean.  had i known that a stress-free life is worth sacrificing my salary at work, then i would have done this three years earlier.  sigh.  but well, better late than never.

i guess the only downside to this is i hardly ever go out now.  i have work in the afternoons until like 11pm and by the time i am free allan has to do his bit of teaching.  well, we are motivated to do this because we are saving for our future and really thinking about going back home, this time for good.  so  we do what we can and earn as much as we can and keep our fingers crossed.

sleep is still a huge problem.  i guess this is because i know i do not have to get up early the next day, but lately it’s just plain ridiculous.  i’d be lucky to be asleep by 3am, but that rarely happens.  usually, it’s 5am or 6am for me.  and though i get 8 hours of sleep, i feel guilty most of the time.  i promised allan that i will be the doting wife but this crazy routine is driving me and my body clock up the wall.

if any of you guys have a tip or two on how to induce sleep, you are more than welcome to share : )

more from me :D

i just finished my 18 reports for today.  there is a part of me that wants to complain but this is really a blessing.  i know that there are thousands of people who are unemployed right now and i am really thankful for the wonderful blessing that is online teaching.

not much to blog about since i only stay at home.  but most of my time is on teaching so, well.

16 classes tomorrow.  ah, smile smile smile.

valentine’s day is just ’round the corner.  and though allan and i do not really celebrate it, we acknowledge the day.  well, feb 15th is our anniversary, so we just wait til that day for the big celebrations.  well, big is not really true.  we just have a simple dinner out or just cuddle.  and to be honest i like cuddling better.

this year might be a little different though.  allan promised me a shopping spree in bangkok and a new friend will be there around that time.  i am still a bit undecided whether to go or not but chances are we will go.

i can’t wait to get my hands on MAC!  they have the Hello Kitty collection out and i am really excited about it.

hello hello to the people who gave comments and to those who dropped by.  

okay, i am kind of tired now.  i will give sleeping a go now.

 

nyt nyt  :D

i’m back. funny signs in pinas

making up for my long absence.  here are photos worth a laugh or two.

 

 

 

 

 

 

look who came by to visit [insert embarrassed laugh]

i know i was MIA for the most part of late january but work has been so full [thank God!] and with the housework [that in fact i never do ha ha] and the cooking and chatting, well bloging kind of took a backseat for a while.

i was just feeling a little too guilty for not updating. there were times when i knew i was just a few minutes from writing down my thoughts but something always calls for my attention. so, yeah.

allan and i will have been 14 years together this 15th of Feb. i really hope we can spend time in Bangkok and do a bit of shopping or maybe spending time at the beach [which beach, idk]

i did my nail art again today. even painting my nails had to take a cue card for my undivided attention.

no tutorial, sorry folks.

i miss khel. where are you now?

anyways, will be back tomorrow, that’s for sure and the next time i’m here i won’t be writing down excuses. promise.