Monday, January 13, 2014

Some Things Are Harder Than You Think

Women are not as complicated as you guys believe. Oh well, there are times that we are hormonal, over-dramatic and sensitive.

But everyone goes through this at some point, whether you're a guy or a girl. So it's nothing to be embarrassed about. Because you know what? It's normal for people.

When I am by myself, I eat a family block chocolate, one leg propped up. I pluck armpits hair. Talk to the world and wait for it to talk back. I swear, ruminate, despair and answer all the questions in my head. And I talked so fast you’d swear I am schizo.

But when I am out in the society, no one could suspect. Like I will ask you super nicely if I can iron your clothes, feed your dogs or cook for you out of politeness or well meaning impulsiveness.

People close to me know I talk to a laptop. I don’t know but every time I start opening the computer, I would start talking like a robot, “start now, start now, now, now…!”

And as I have mentioned here before, I am quite a multitasker.

I have the tendency to do many things at once.

Okay. So for instance, last Saturday morning, I thought of cutting my children’s hair. You see I hate the long sideburn. So I cut them. No, really. I did. And nobody cried.

That's while the washing machine was running.

Yesterday, I planned about revamping an old black dress into a peplum blouse. You know those DIY’s flying around in the internet? I am somehow inspired. But then I forgot everything about it.

Of course I did. Also, I don't have a sewing machine.

So yeah. That's how my brain works.

Uh. That's all. Just thought I'd share.


Oh I made something for a very close friend. Hi Margj! She’s 40 on Saturday and because I'm super sweet, I made this card for her.

You are halfway to 80. Way to go!

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

Starting the New Year Right

I feel like I just blinked and its the start of 2014. Already?

But I’m not here to talk about how your Christmas went or if 2013 was brilliant or awful.

Resolutions? Nah. All I wanted was a longer vacation, longer time to watch TV or read books. I kind of clung to them like a raft. I was so lazy the whole vacation to think of what to do. Not an ounce of energy to even wrap gifts. I should be cooking and cleaning, but I was trolling Facebook and Candy Crush.

But that’s just 5% of the problem. If you think being lazy is the problem. You’re wrong.

It’s the cold, crisp, and chilly almost arctic feel in the morning.

Did you see the news on TV? the deep snow in US midwest?

Never mind the blizzard in New York. Mind the strawberries dying in Benguet. I thought I was seeing snow. Who says we don’t have them here?

So that’s what tied me to procrastinating.

Well. That and other thousand things.

Okay, so it is not really the weather alone. The other thousand things, if all summed up, is equivalent to well procrastinating.

Assuming that while some of you may not have a problem playing dead to the world, there are also some who think there are better ways of dealing with things like this.

So what to do?

First, put your laptop down. Get to real work people!

Hi! can i order a Big Mac, but without the cheese, lettuce, 
tomato, buns and patties and just get a pasta instead?"
Because you are a part of civilization. No matter what kind of job you have, do it. Even if you have to deal with a hundred of hot-heads, eccentric or just plain stupid people every single freaking day.

Second, deal with reality straightly.

"You're going to break with me anyway.
So yeah its the fat.."
If you have gained those ugly fats and bulges because of overindulgence this holiday, get out of bed. Take the huge blanket off of you and hit the gym. Stop self-pitying.

Third, take a new hobby. It’s always nice to discover new things.

They do this before the PIZZA
The Shaolin monks are always on the height of their physical and mental condition. That means on any given time of their day they can do a finger stand, perform complicated weapons maneuver and break your neck. So again put down that laptop. Okay?

And lastly, if you still have a lot of money from your ninangs and ninongs and spending it is starting to become such a burden, you could give, like, HALF of it to me. I won't complain. It's like charity. You'll all feel awesome.

I won't deny I actually hoped for her.
Net worth: 16.5 million

Therefore if you need tips on something, or advice, or you want to ask anything, e-mail me or leave it in the comments. I’ll probably help. We’ll see.