threesome

Three names you go by:
1. Nadja
2. Naj
3. Jaja

Three screen names you have had: ( more like online nick )
1. nadja_811
2. nadjacanseco
3. sunnydaye

Three physical things you like about yourself:
1. my eyes
2. my skin
3. my smile

Three physical things you don't like about yourself:
1. my hips
2. my thighs
3. my arms

Three parts of your heritage:
1. Filipino
2. Spanish
3. Chinese

Three things that scare you:
1. my bf leaving for chicago
2. getting lost
3. lose my job

Three of your everyday essentials (things in my bag):
1. my wallet
2. my phone
3. my perfume

Three of your favorite musical artists:
1. Big Moutnain
2. Dido
3. India Arie

Three of your favorite songs:
1. Let's Stay Together
2. Thank You
3. I Need You

Three things you want in a relationship:
1. love
2. passion
3. fun

Three things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:
1. intelligence
2. the way he carries himself
3. humor

Three of your favorite hobbies:
1. reading books and magazines
2. watching tv and movies
3. walking

Three things you want to do really badly now:
1. full body massage
2. go shopping
3. see my bf

Three careers you're considering/you've considered:
1. to be a teacher
2. to be a cpa/lawyer
3. to be a politician

Three places you want to go on vacation:
1. Japan
2. US
3. Mexico

Three kid's names you like:
1. Natalie Gabrielle
2. Sunnyday
3. Sarah

Three things you want to do before you die:
1. forgive those who've hurt me
2. have a happy life
3. travel a lot

Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:
1. i heart shopping
2. i go to the salon if i'm depressed
3. i am so super daldal

Three celeb crushes:
1. Richard Gere
2. Joshua Jackson
3. Piolo Pascual

Three people that I would like to see take this quiz...
1. my boyfriend
2. my sisterette and bes
3. my friends

team building

We had our super nakakabusog team building lunch at North Park yesterday. It was a day to reserve all diets muna kasi sayang naman ang food. No matter how small the fund is we still had fun. Unfortunately, the MSG made us all sleepy when we came back to the office. Lesson learned: Don't forget to request the waiter not to put msg on your ordered food specially when eating in a chinese restaurant.

just like the 'ol days

Last night I was out with my cousin and her friends for an all-girls Saturday night gimik. I cannot remember the last time I went out for a Saturday night gimik. Well I do go out on Saturday nights but I'm usually with my boyfriend and you would probably catch us in Powerplant or Eastwood eating, window shopping or watching a movie. Anyway, the night started early at 6pm. Way too early for a Saturday night out. We all met at TOSH in Katipunan for a quick dinner. I was so problematic at that time kasi I was not "geared" for a gimik. Hay nakalimutan ko na ata gumimik and my closet ran out of "gimik clothes". I was so bothered na I'm wearing mall clothes. Ang arte noh? Since we had to pick up someone pa and she's not yet ready we decided to pass by some place where I can buy new clothes. I don't want to say where it is 'cause it's a secret haven for all of us shopping fanatics. (super mura kasi and baka if malaman niyo pare-pareho na tayo ng suot!) I bought a denim mini skirt and a nice dainty top for only... 450 pesos! Hay it felt so good wearing cheap clothes that look good. I was not wearing a gimik outfit pa rin but it was better than what I was wearing before that. Plus it's a good buy. We left the place at around 8:30 to fetch their other friend who is a co-teacher from ateneo. That's another special thing about this gimik. I was out with grade school teachers from ateneo and miriam. Haha! All night I cannot let go of the fact that they're all teachers. Paano naman para silang mga schizo may drastic change of image at night. Anyway, we proceeded to our next stop that night.

We went to see Fete de la Musique at ortigas. Woohoo! Grabe, ang fun! Hehe! Sorry ha but believe it or not it was my first time to attend it. We wanted to see Hale perform kasi kaya lang they would be perfoming at a later time pa so we decided to leave na. But what made it more fun was I saw some people I knew from way way back. I saw some friends from grade school, high school and college. Everyone was there. Sabi nga namin "all ages, all breeds". We left at around 11:00 pm and went to Bellissima at the Fort. We had some nachos and drinks and we left at around 1:00 am. Yeah I know it was still early but we were all unusually sleepy at that time so we decided to call it a night.

Ayun, that was my Saturday night gimik. Just like the good 'ol days. It was nice to experience it again. But I still won't replace my "gimiks" with Chuck. (naks!)

riah's last day

Here are some pictures of our "despedida" for Riah. We will miss you girl! :)

cafe bola

Yey! I have a picture na at Cafe Bola!!! Nice background noh?

just another day

Yes it's just any other day. I really don't have anything new to say. I'm just too bored and sleepy to work. Friday mode na kasi eh. Plus. I'm bothered with my template. Haha! Arte eh noh? I've been trying to modify it na kasi for the past few days eh pero ang hirap =<
And oh the work in progress title is not because of my template. I'm talking about myself. Next time na explanation.

Yahoo!

Hay finally I was able to solve na this thing for work. Gosh I’ve been working on it na for the past few weeks and I’ve been charging the client a lot! Well that’s what you get with not enough training to back you up.

Good thing I resolved it na because I’m super excited to go home today. I’m going out with two of my bestest friends in the whole wide world! We’ll have dinner at “Bahay ni Juan” in Kapitolyo. The place is near Mailee’s house and it is super near to where my boyfriend attends his jui jitsu training so it is super convenient. Hmm I just realized it’s almost a year since I’ve been to this place. The last time was April of last year when we celebrated Mailee’s birthday there. It was fun. I was young , crazy and single back then. Don’t forget drunk. I miss the place. We discovered it when we went to Boracay last year. We met the owner there and found a new place to hang out here in Manila. I’m hoping to see our friends there and reminisce on those cherished moments in Boracay.

Int'l. Women's Day

Yesterday was fun. I attended Accenture's celebration of Int'l. Women's Day. We had some guest speakers, free food and some other free stuff. One guest speaker talked about breast cancer and another on how to be a successful creative woman. Thus, the reason why I'm starting to blog again. I learned that we shouldn't equate creativity with talent. It is a skill that can be developed given the right amount of passion and dedication. And, as a woman I should not be guilty to give myself a few minutes of my time each day for this. I remembered how I used to love writing. I would sleep late at night and pour out my emotions by writing or blogging. I realized that I have the resources so why not take advantage of it.
So there, I promise to blog now as often as I can. This is not just an outlet for me share my thoughts but also to practice my writing skills. As you can see I’m starting to lose it already. Hehe. Feel free to comment on my journals even correct my grammar. For me there are no rooms for mistake only lessons learned. = p

finally out

I have so many things in my mind right now that I’ve been wanting to tell you but I don’t know how. Everytime we talk I always try to find the perfect timing for this but it never came. Or maybe every conversation was the perfect timing and the real problem is that I was never strong enough to do this.
It occurred to me again, this time in the middle of my breaks against studying for an exam tomorrow. I kept you safe within the remote areas of my consciousness, but suddenly, as if driven by an unknown force, your memory unearths itself, returning some sort of unfinished business. Consequently, I pause from studying and I start thinking about you.

And it always left me a touch of sadness.

As far as I was concerned, I made it a point not to think about you anymore, at least not that often as I used to, in the form of being busy with something else. There’s a lot of studying to do, friends to spend time and energy with, family affairs, tv, radio. There’s even a new object of affection in the rough. Works for the most part, I should say. Within the confines of my room with accounting books before me, there is forgetting.

Just like the manner by which ice cubes freeze bacteria within their crystal networks. As long as they remain frozen, everything’s safe. There is no need to worry.

But somehow, you still manage to permeate my system, as if it were an expertise or a tediously-learned skill. Moment by moment, you profusely enter my mind, filling my awareness with lost memories of once-upon-a-times and whatnots. Remembrances of text messages and phone calls. Of yesterday’s seemingly unbreakable promises and proclamations of forever.

I have always yearned to understand what had happened between us. Us won’t even suffice: it was never a real relationship to begin with. We just hung out and talked and spent time together more often than we did with our other friends.. Sometimes it pained me that I could not do anything in my power to make you speak about us. Certainly, the ambiguity was present, the ambiguity which you never wanted to clarify.

I could only let you go on with whatever it was that you desired, whether it be ranting about your insecurities, rejoicing over happier news or lamenting about your eventful past. On the other side, I remained silent in the middle of your hyped-up emotion. I was like a child with beaming eyes, eager to hear more stories of how you came about to be the person that you are. For you once told me that listening to you gave you strength to go on, and so I did. I have always wanted you to be okay.

Yet when it was my turn to be heard, the silence was a void. I suspended my disbelief when I convinced myself that you always meant well, whenever you apologized for there was nothing you can do about my bouts of depression, or when you simplify things by saying that everything will be alright. I know I should not expect things from other people; perhaps I was at fault when I wanted more from you when you can only give so little.

You hurt me. You hurt me many, many times. You hurt me so intensely I never dared to tell you anything about it. I was a fool to think that it was a better way of dealing with things. And that, I presume to be my biggest mistake: I abandoned myself. I sought for your happiness that I forgot about mine altogether.

And just like that, you vanished, very much like a soap bubble floating across air. I have watched you in complete awe, wonder and even fascination. And similar to any fleeting moment, you were gone, leaving me clueless as to whether you even existed in the first place.

So maybe what we had was love. Maybe I loved you, and I hope to heavens that you loved me back: even just for a split second whenever we're together, or during that moment when I looked into your eyes, or the time when I laughed at one of your silly quirks. I’d be content with that idea, I’d be content that in the course of our friendship, there was a moment of mutuality; even if it was so quick I never noticed it all.

Perhaps I still do love you, but that won’t do much now. I can fight to save everything that I’ve invested, but I chose not to. I have treasured you in the past, and that will be enough. Right now, all I can do is wish you well in all your endeavors, including the pursuit for the one who is right for you. When you find her, I wish she makes you happy. You make her happy as well.

The end is only a beginning disguised as a parting. I will still think about you every now and then, probably be sad once in a while, but you need not to worry. For I am okay and I will be okay under all circumstances. It may take time for me to love again, but in the long run, it will be all worth it. I may still risk myself, but every risk in its own respect is worth taking anyway. Love is such a complicated mixture of emotions and decisions that it’s a matter of working your way through it.

Thank you for gracing my life like a whirlwind, leaving me breathless and hurt, inspired and furious, affectionate and listless. You’ve taught me quite a lot and I learned them in the most humbling manner. Thank you for showing me what it means to be human, to commit mistakes, and to discover how to regain yourself after everything that had happened.

I don’t know what came into me but I took this opportunity, while I am still in my right mind, and while I still have the guts. I‘ve decided to tell this through a letter because I know hearing your voice will again change my mind and forget about myself and the hurt I am feeling. I know we’ve gone through this a lot of times already and I always end up giving in to my emotions but it was worth giving it a try. Malay mo baka ito na yun finally. The bottom line is it is really time for us to go our separate ways. We’re not helping each other anymore to be better persons instead we’re pulling each other down. I think it is time for me to finally leave this and grow up.

Note: This is a just a repost from peyups.com. I edited some parts lang that are not applicable. =)

love and stupidity

Sabi nila in life there are no mistakes made, only lessons learned. No matter how stupid you were or how intense your mistake was as long as you admit it and promise not to do it again eh okay na. Dahil daw the first time is always understandable but the second time will justify how stupid one person is.

Eh paano kung makarating ka isang point sa life mo na you actually miss being stupid… o tanga, para mas masakit sa tainga. Let’s admit it darating at darating tayo sa point na yun. And yes I am in that situation right now… I miss being stupid! Gusto ko maging tanga ulit!

I’ve been in that situation eh, yung first mistake. Some were calling me stupid already but I didn’t mind. I was happy and they cannot give that happiness to me kahit pagsama-samahin pa nila lahat ng efforts nila. That one person na sinasabi nilang cause ng katangahan ko was enough to make me the happiest girl alive. Parang you and me against the world drama. Ang saya sobra! My friends forgave me kasi nga daw first time. Okay lang daw dahil sige they want me to learn from my own mistakes. And one day daw mauuntog din ako at magigising sa kahibangan ko. Hindi nila ako kinakausap pero hindi rin naman sila galit. That day came nga na nauntog ako. Nagising na at natanggap na oo naging tanga ako. I left that situation with a more mature and stronger personality. I promised myself I would never allow that to happen to me again. I’m too smart for that. I deserve someone better. I am worthy of someone who would respect me, treat me well and sincerely love me.

Pero bakit ganito? Why do I suddenly miss being stupid? Bakit ko nakalimutan lahat ng natutunan ko? Actually I’m ignoring it lang… hindi ko nakalimutan. Ngayon hindi na siguro pagiging tanga ang tawag… pagtatanga-tangahan na! Eh ano magagawa ko?! Masaya ako dun eh. Masama ba maging masaya? Haaayyy…

Hindi ko na alam. Kahit ata ako eh give-up na sa sarili ko. Ang tigas ng ulo ko grabe. Ang tanga tanga ko talaga… eh teka… tanga nga ba talaga… o nagmamahal lang kasi? eewww!

06.24.04
7:58 pm