december 25th went on like this:lunch

so we went to the mall.where i come from, the mall is more than just a place to shop.if you're in the city,this is one of your best bets for entertainment.you've got the theater,restos,boutiques,bookstores,and arcades all at the same place.
and since it was the twenty-fifth,we expected it to be packed.
packed and not bursting as we found it was.
kids littered the floor like trash.i don't hate children if they are well-behaved.but children on that particular day scurried like mice on slippery granite floor.if you're not careful you might step on them.i think i did.once.no,twice.don't worry i said sorry.

we were craving for KFC but just like the rest of the place it was bursting.ridiculous.people it's christmas.your christmas.go somewhere special to eat.on a day like december twenty-fifth KFC is for people like us who just want chicken,mashed potatoes,on a tight budget and don't celebrate christmas.

after ten or so minutes of waiting for someone to finish their meal, we gave up the KFC battle (another defeat) walked in search for another place to eat and spotted a family soon getting up from their table at The French Baker.So we settle in less than five minutes,looked at the menu and realized we weren't in the mood for pasta or soup in a bread bowl.

needless to say we left and after walking for the next thirty minutes,ended up in place that is more suitable for drinking with your buddies at night than eating lunch with your family.

lunch was good ole sisig,a disappointing plate of cheesy mussels (too damn small!),overpriced Coke in cans, pandan macapuno icecream in minuscule proportions and a bill that a little over than a bucket meal at KFC that could have truly satiated us.

the only consolation was that the place was cool and and we didn't have to hurry getting up because someone was in line outside waiting to take our place.i guess now i know why there wasn't a line outside.or why a couple of families,mostly adults, reserved a table for the night.

next,i'll tell you about the sunset.

december 25th went on like this:battle of the pants

we have atleast seven pairs of jeans at home and if you think that would be enough for three three women (two young, one old),you're wrong.
out of all seven (or more) pairs,there's this one that fits the three of us perfectly.sister hood of traveling pants much?no! no magic here. just fast metabolism for one, good genes for the other and painful squats for me.
i gave up the jeans as quickly as one of the two claimed it's right to it that day.no problemo!i'll just shave and strut shorts.but then i had trouble finding a top that goes well with it...
the battle ensued.
except there was really no battle except stomping and murmuring on my part and finally settling for the non-stretch pair of pants.
i managed ten minutes after accepting defeat.
never mind that it pinched and i had to cuff it.

december 25th went on like this:morning

christmas is not celebrated in our house...
religion.
and i don't really feel bad about it.
so on the morning of december 25th i trudged down the stairs at 9:30 AM,opened the fridge then marched to the sofa with a cookie on my hand,half of which is already in my mouth.i slumped down and did what i love to do each morning...open the one of the greatest inventions of mankind:the television.
guess what's on? the Ring. american version. some guy from the channel's idea of a christmas special.
my sister came down next,we had breakfast with mom,spent the next three hours flipping through cartoons,movies,and music videos.all the while arguing what to do for the entire day.
we came to decision at noon and began the fight for the best jeans in the house...

hel-lo memo!

just got a memo.
what a way to end the day.
now i believe that *thinking negative thoughts sends bad messages to the universe and it bounces right back to yah.
*see earlier post

distracted

i am so distracted today.
if not for the deadlines i wouldn't even attempt to work.
it's like i am allergic to work today.
just the thought of the next report to do makes my eyes water and the blood in my head pound.
one mundane but extremely entertaining idea pops into my head as soon as the last one exits.
i keep on finding something to say to colleagues and i can't even count how many times i got up and walked around to actually chat with them!
i'm wasting time that i actually don't have and i'm having fun doing it.
focus m.i must focus if i don't want to greet the new year with a memo.

sugar and sheer determination

today,i'm running on sugar and sheer determination.
thank you amazing glaze.thank you french vanilla.

bye '09

*This illustration is made by an artist named Yoko.Sorry I can't find the actual site where I found it.

Fifteen days to go and we'll be done with this chaotic decade.
I've never changed so much.
I can't count how many times I've been deconstructed and reconstructed in the last ten years and here I am still not satisfied with the outcome.

It's not like I'm unhappy with myself.I love who I am.The basic me.

It's just that I'm not completely in love with the person I've become.

I can't wait for this year to end! Surely filled with uncertainty but what's new?
Anyway, in total M fashion, I will be spending the remaining days of '09 recounting the lessons I've learned.

the perpetually dissatisfied learns this week...

found this lovely painting today at www.monarchfineart.com/perez.php

some people don't have enough sense not to bring up something they know you wouldn't want to talk about ever again.


my Maybelline dragonfly red lipstick makes such a damn good blush.


the little black dress has the power to make you look hot even when you have a bad cold.

guys really do tend to walk away when you start showing the first signs of actually caring.


assholes don't change much even in the course of a year.

Never-Again-But-Still-A-Must-Try: Jelly Belly's Bean Boozled

One sentence review: Have no doubts,the rotten egg flavor lives up to it's name.



One bite left me gagging and spewing the innocent-looking, little yellow jelly bean
inspite of being at the mall and in full view of clueless shoppers.
Although, I have to say that I'm impressed because they managed to make me and my sister puke (almost).I can't even remember what the "nice" flavors taste like.

cold,nice December smell

i know my friends are finding me increasingly strange because i've been asking them if they smell anything in the air.and i don't mean it figuratively.

my friends swear they're not wearing anything and that's probably the truth because i smell it even when i'm not around anyone.

it's everywhere.even inside the office building!
but not inside the house.
the colder it is,the more it is there.
it's driving me crazy.crazy good because it makes me feel giddy.

if only i could bottle that scent!

of all the people i've asked only one have said that she smells it too so that means i'm not in some kind of a trip.

i really do smell something. like perfume. extremely pleasing. and it reminds me of other cold but happy december nights.

psychological?probably.
but it is there!
weird much.

image from missedconnectionsny.blogspot.com