Archive for February, 2010
February 25, 2010 at 9:35 pm | Filed under bitchin' a ride, lists
Thanks to the recently resurrected Man Blog Forums, I realized that I have a good number of pet peeves. I made a short list some time ago and I guess there’s a burning need to make another one. This one’s a bit longer, a compilation of my replies to a thread of the same topic over at the forums.
I don’t like it when ugly people flirt.
I am somewhat lookist and I will not apologize for it.
Girls with mustaches.
So many Filipinas have such grizzly mouths and it bothers me that it doesn’t bother them! I’ve always been a bit of a hairy girl and prior to getting myself a facial epilator (one of the best things I’ve ever bought), I would painfully pluck at the little bits of fuzz. There are several parts of a woman’s body that I believe needs to be free of hair: armpits, toes, knuckles, and upper lip (I shave my legs on weekends when I wear skirts/shorts and I will not tell you what I do with my ~*~downthere~*~).
Girls whose lipstick/lip color doesn’t match the rest of their face/their skin tone.
There was this one girl on the train who looked at me in disdain and moved away when I coughed lightly into my handkerchief (my mouth was dry and I accidentally sucked in some air). I looked back at her, saw how her gaudy metallic ocher (good lord) lipstick clashed with her skin color, and sort of just curled my lip.
Yeah, I was just kind of offended, heh.
Co-workers who stare.
When strangers stare, it’s kind of annoying (flattering, if the person is cute) but it’s easy to shrug off since they’re strangers, after all, and not someone you run into everyday. When it’s a co-worker, it’s just really rude and uncomfortable.
People who lean their backs on the train’s metal poles.
Does that pole look like your own personal backrest??? Other people need something to hold on to.
When people call me “Helgs”.
Said out loud: my name has a measly two syllables, don’t be lazy.
When typed: my name has five letters, Helgs has five letters; the A key is right beside the S key. It’s really easy.
Improper pluralization (i.e. informations, homeworks, stuffs).
People calling me “sis”.
I never really got the whole “sis” thing. Unless we really are sisters, don’t.
Motorists who don’t slow down/stop or worse, speed up when approaching pedestrian lanes.
These people need to GTFO the roads.
People who say “I love you” to everyone and all the time.
Insincere/fake compliments/flattery.
“I barely know you but I think you’re amazing and really pretty and terrific and I want to be ~*~your friend~*~ and haha, look at you in this photo, you look so funny and kind of fat! Let me give you a site about fat burner advice because you clearly need it! Hahaha, you know I’m just kidding! I love you!”
Clingy girls who play games with their boyfriends for attention.
I’d like to think that the person you supposedly love deserves a more mature approach than that.
When people introduce themselves with useless crap.
This used to weird me out while I was still in college and when I first started working my two call center jobs. We know how it goes: it’s the first day of classes/training and no one knows anyone. One by one, you introduce yourself and I swear, people come up with the dumbest things to say.
“I’m Herguh and I’m 24 and I like the color pink a lot. Spongebob Squarepants is my favorite cartoon character because I also like the color yellow and I like Channel 2 better than Channel 7. My favorite radio station is that station that most cabbies listen to. Again, my favorite color is pink. This defines me as a person.”
Another example that Ade gave:
“I’m 20% Filipino, 30% Cuban, 15% New Yorker, 5% Nigerian, and 30% Russian.”
Ridiculous.
(Admittedly, I used to do that whole I’m this, this, and this crap, chiefly to explain my very un-Filipino surname. I don’t really care nowadays. “Why’s your last name like that?” “Oh, it’s German.” “You don’t look German.” “Yeah, I don’t.”)
February 24, 2010 at 10:38 pm | Filed under ditz drivel
I am never home early enough at night to catch the news so on days that my mother is at the apartment, she relays the essential, pertinent stuff to me. Like what the best joint supplement is. More importantly, the weather.
Apparently, the summer season starts early this year: end of February. The rains won’t come until August (but please, please, please let this prediction be wrong). It’s nutty, but having been in this country for close to 25 years, I’ve gotten used to the crazy weather we have (but I have not stopped complaining about it). Remember when it felt like April last November?
This heat is scaring me, though, since 2010 is projected to be the hottest year on record. These past three mornings have been unbearable, almost debilitating. The weather hurts. I could be sitting in my bathroom (which is usually the coolest room in a house) and still be sweating.
Nights are still somewhat bearable, sometimes torturously humid; torturous, because you’re waiting and hoping for rain that you know will never happen.
I always hate being stuck in the city during the summer months.
February 22, 2010 at 5:18 pm | Filed under photos
I was fortunate enough to have been born with teeth that didn’t need any correcting or braces. Unfortunately, I picked up the gross habit of smoking when I was a teenager. Add to that my being a coffee drinker for close to ten years now and you’ve got— rather, I’ve got disastrous teeth.
My teeth have never been super white but they sure have gotten yellower over the years. Prophylaxis doesn’t really lighten the color and I usually just have the coffee and nicotine stains behind my teeth removed. I thought about having my teeth bleached but it’s a spendy process and I’m paranoid that it might weaken the enamel.
Now because I am a stupidhead, I am (mentally) incapable of quitting smoking just yet. In an effort to help the yellowing, I brush my teeth with baking soda mixed in with my toothpaste. I read that gargling with hydrogen peroxide works, too; I tried and got freaked out because I might accidentally swallow the solution. Sadly, the toothpaste+baking soda mix didn’t really do much.
Someone once asked me why I don’t smile in my photos. I do smile, ok. Just like this:
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February 20, 2010 at 9:30 pm | Filed under photos, the helga manual
A few days ago, Lauren wrote about her new signature scent and I thought I’d follow suit even though I don’t exactly have one. I’ve never really been particular about the perfume I use, so long as it doesn’t make me smell like a matrona (the only matrona I like on me would be my hair and I’m still searching for that perfect, non-burgundy shade of matrona red) or smell cheap.
There are particular scents I stay away from, like Avon’s Sweet Honesty (which is something I imagine titas from the 90s would wear), herbench body sprays (which is the crap I used to wear in high school, heh), and this Kris Aquino for bench perfume/cologne that I smell on every other girl I ride with on the MRT.
I don’t spend much on perfume, either, and the four (well five because I have two of one) bottles I currently have were all given to me. My relatives from the US love giving/sending us lotion and body sprays for gifts and it’s very much appreciated.
The four scents I use:
From left to right: Paul Smith Rose, Harajuku Lovers Love, Ralph Lauren Lauren Style, Bath & Body Works Sea Island Cotton.
Bigger photo of the kawaii Harajuku perfume topper:
Out of the four, I obviously use Sea Island Cotton the most, as it is my day perfume. I just love how clean and powdery it smells, like fresh beach resort linen. Sometimes, I start with a few spritzes of Rose and then just spray on Sea Island Cotton later in the day. I use Lauren Style when I go out at night. Love smells a lot like Rose; Fragrance X describes this (Love) as:
a playful perfume bursting with exotic scents. The top notes include sparkling bergamot, pink pomelo, peach, and bamboo leaf mist, the middle notes include water peony, living hydroponic lace rose, jasmine sambac, nectarine, creamy paperwhites, and egyptian jasmine, and the bottom notes include ylang ylang, vanilla orchid, sensual musk, and blonde wood.
That’s a lot of scents! Perhaps I’m boring but if I didn’t own a bottle of that, I wouldn’t even be able to imagine how all those combined would smell like, heh.
My all-time favorite scent would still be Elizabeth Arden’s Green Tea (or anything green tea!). I love it like I love the best diet pills in town!
What about you guys, what perfume, spray, or cologne do you use?
February 15, 2010 at 2:59 pm | Filed under ink and needles, photos
So I took the leap (albeit a very small, bordering on cowardly leap) last Saturday and got my first tattoo.
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Hi, I'm Helga Weber and welcome to my personal site. I'm 25 and in the process of learning how to make adventurous life choices. I dislike old people but I love grandma clothes. My goal in life is to build a ball pit right next to my bed. Currently searching for the perfect house coat. My lover is the greatest. 