Apart from some scratches and a sprained ankle (which has to happen everytime, I just don’t know why), I SURVIVED!
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Lately, this is my addiction. It kinda replaced my makeup fetish (temporarily, I’m sure).. Cheaper thrill
I’m trying so hard to really do those fancy nail arts that I see from the fab Jap women, but it’s too difficult…
Here are some I found nice (and easy hopefully)…
This post has nothing to do about the recent Ms Universe pageant. But it kinda triggerred the writing
Congrats by the way to Ms Venezuela… another crown.
When I was a kid, I used to stay tuned on whats goin in and out around the pageant world. I watched Bb. Pilipinas, Ms Universe, Ms World, Ms Asia-Pacific, etc.. all of them with glee, and religiously, every year. Like I would kill someone who would use the TV at that same timeslot.
And, embarrassing as it may seem, I used to do it too… Strut my way in front of the mirror, using the blanket as my “evening gown”, and recite out loud how I would answer to the question and answer portions. I dreamed about becoming a beauty queen. Hehehe
But when insecurities started to blanket me as well, and eventually when I turned 18 and my height started to.. well, give up on me, I bid Ms Universe buh-bye.
My paperdolls received a lot of pampering those days. I bought so many fancy paper clothes (for my paper dolls), and then line them up in an improvised stage I made out of our coffee table. Then make these dolls “walk”, in their fancy swimwear (the default dress), then costumes, evening gowns.. Hehehe, I would even create improvised sash and crowns. And the dialogues, the announcement of winners, the questions, of course had to be engineered by yours truly. The peak of my Ms Universe-role-playing-play-and-enjoy-it-alone-game, wherein I’d do it like, uhm.. everyday, was 1994 I think (when Ms U was held in the Philippines, wherein Ms India won). And in those times, I always make this particular paper doll with really nice deep eyes as Ms India, and she would always win my pageant. That was until 1995 I think. Or before I set up to high school where I *sort of* became busy.
I became fascinated with all those feminine stuffs… long gowns, swimsuits, costumes, hair styles…
Actually it’s not just the Ms Universe.. my playmates and I usually play Barbie… and each one got their barbie dolls and fancy dresses, and a whole room magically transformed into a barbie land-pillows/hankies as beds, pencil-cases as sofas… and anything in the house that we thought our barbies could use as their own house appliances
. We play barbie dolls, with conversations, dialogues, and we (our barbies) ”say” it all like real… And we could come up with a real nice stories of love, friendship, etc… Like a teleserye.
I’m quite amazed at how we play those dolls back then…
If not for my dolls (paper and barbie), I wouldn’t have this really really bright colors and vivid imaginations in my mind. Not that I’m blaming the dolls for honing that part of my brain, but sometimes I hate it. Like, you imagine the future… and of course most that you imagine are usually out of reach (impossible dreams). Though there are 100% chance of them not coming true but when you think about it, they seem so true.
I almost forgot a birthday post for the real baby in the family.
I’ve been very busy lately..
Happy Birthday Ajie!
*hugs*
In the fifties and still fabulous! I’m so proud of my genes
I called a couple of times and I could see that they’re having fun out there. Plus, there comes the new baby in the house! Never been happier.
Anyway, I miss you all out there. Happy Birthday again and I love you!!! *mwah*
I love programming. You could do a lot of automation with just a few mental imaginations and keyboard manipulations.
You know it felt lazy to encode data from some excel file and put it in another excel file. Like, I needed to do 15 sheets of those. I thought it was very easy. It actually was but it was frustrating looking at the numbers, and a little overwhelming. And yeah, I felt so lazy *again*. I spent my time browsing lifestyle blogs and PEP, of course. After a few hours of bumming around, I felt the need to activate my brain cells again. I might get fired if I don’t do my job. And since I miss Java (2 weeks of programming in C++ made me miss Java so much). I thought about using POI. And let it do the trick of transferring these numbers and a few texts. I should have thought about that in the morning. Too much time had been wasted reading those showbiz juices.
So there I was, happy as I type my sweet codes of mine. It felt more fulfilling than doing stuffs manually. And I felt alive there. Not sleepy in the holy hours of the office afternoon.
I knew I won’t stay a programmer for the rest of my career. One day I should give it up and level up to a more mature position, like management. My seniors tell me that it’s impossible to retain both. Like you have to give up either your technical or management skills. But I think it’s possible to have both as you advance in your career.
But well, that’s just me. I’m always thinking anything is possible.
Last Sunday, a strong earthquake hit the city.
I was outside, preparing to cross the intersection bound to my house. I was shuffling my ipod to Paramore when suddenly the earth seemed to move. If you’re in that intersection, you wouldn’t feel that the earthquake was strong. I didn’t know that it was an earthquake until I got home and my roomate told me about it. In a room it’s a different feeling. She said it was too strong that the walls were really shaking and the house seemed to be going down. I believe her. I’ve felt earthquakes like that before, inside a room. But that Sunday’s was probably the strongest. I heard in the news that it’s like 6 or 7…
Then this morning, I was awaken with another rattling sound. The earth moved again. (Yup I know the earth moves everyday, earthquakes all the time because of these seismic waves etc but those were not really obvious you won’t feel them and classify them as what we humans perceive as earthquake). This morning when it occurred (since I was of course, in my room asleep in my bed), I felt it. Weaker but strong enough to wake me up. It’s kinda bad to wake up at 5 in the morning and not be able to sleep right away. Hence I woke up so late again for work. It was raining damn hard but I had to use my bike to go to the office because the bus will just make me later. But you guessed it right, when I got to the office, I was soaked (still thanks to my umbrella my upper body was dry though). :’(
It’s been raining for two consecutive days already. I thought rainy season is over. I have a strange feeling that the earthquakes caused the rain. Silly geographical idea. What I am afraid of actually is the tsunami. Like what if the Pacific Ocean started to attack Japan… In Okinawa I thought about that all the time everytime I am in the monorail! And it made me scared. But here I was thinking, I’m far from the ocean this time. So I’m partly safe I guess.
I’m crossing my fingers though. I hope they’re just another strong seismic waves that won’t cause any disturbances in the oceans around.
Apparently, my so-called “soul-searching” didn’t do anything good aaat all.
But anyway, today, I finally paid for my voucher… A smashing, striking, flashing 31,500 yen (300 dollars) for a certification. I kept the amount for some time because I was thinking back and forth if I should go for it or not. Especially now that I kept on procrastinating on my readings. 7 more chapters. And another 14 more for a second go… and mock exams…
Now that my oh so precious 31,500 yen is gone, there’s no more reason to back out. This is finally it. So Help Me God!
I figured that there is a need to regain something after all these craziness and stuffs.
You know, there are still a lot to prove, a lot to learn. Knowledge is a neverending journey. :)
… and by the way, yes, I am back! So back!


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