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July 27, 2010 at 5:14 pm | Filed under camwhorage, lists, outfits, skin care, things I love
I haven’t done a list of things I love in a while and I guess it’s a good thing I discovered something new today that I absolutely loved or else I would have forgotten about this little blog category of mine.
Ok, so it’s not really a new discovery since I got it at the supermarket a couple of weekends ago and I just kept forgetting that it was sitting in my *fridge: Tipco Broccoli/Vegetable juice!
It’s delicious, I tell you! It’s a mix of broccoli, kiwi, tomato, pineapple, and a few other things I don’t remember so it doesn’t taste like broccoli (which is pretty yummy to begin with, anyway) at all.
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July 7, 2010 at 9:11 pm | Filed under lists
1) Clear skin. Like, beautiful, flawless, radiant clear skin. My skin is depressing.
2) Predators! Well, I don’t want Predators; rather, I want to watch Predators. It opens tomorrow and some friends and I are going to see it this weekend. I am excited!
3) A flat/ter tummy. I miss the days when I didn’t have to worry about keeping my midsection in shape =/
4) Cold/er weather. It’s July in the tropics but it still feels like summer.
5) White tights/white fishnets.
6) A bottle of nuphedragen hehe.
7) Better body image. I’m a bit worried, though, that once I’m fully-comfortable in my own skin, I’d let myself go and get fat. Am I crazy for feeling/thinking this?
8) More pretty dresses!
9) More shoes!
I can’t shop ’til end of July/August, though. I haven’t even paid my credit card bill (it was due, uh, early this month) because my money sent from Xoom won’t be here ’til the 9th. SIX DAYS (it was sent on the 3rd)! Imagine that.
July 7, 2010 at 4:35 pm | Filed under bitchin' a ride, lists, the helga manual, urban primadonna
As someone who’s been taking the MRT on a daily basis since lawd knows when, you’d think I’d have developed a high tolerance for stupidity and inconsiderate people by now. I’d like to think I’m a pretty decent commuter: I walk fast, I stay out of the way, I don’t wave my arms, hair, or bag around, I don’t push or shove (unless you’re standing in my way, texting smack in the middle of foot traffic heh), and I don’t cut lines. I only misbehave when I retaliate i.e. some chick insists on pushing when there’s absolutely no reason to. It’s not very nice but it’s my reflexes working and it feels pretty damn good when I put a bitch in place. Most of time, though, I just fume silently and/or tweet about it.
When taking public transportation, I really try my best not to be affected by the people around me. Rushing to work is stressful as it is, I don’t need getting myself all worked up over strangers. Sometimes, it’s hard not to get annoyed especially at (yes, I have a list. I like lists):
1) Men who ride in the train’s first car. I know this is a sexist rule (only females, senior citizens*, handicapped folks, and men with children can ride in the first car) but I like it because I don’t have to worry about getting groped etc.
Anyway, everyone knows about this rule. If it’s your first time riding the MRT and you’re a dude and have no knowledge of this rule, you will see signs reading “<-- DOON PO ANG LALAKI" on the chain rails on the platform (next to the humidifier filters. Oh wait, not in the Philippines). If you happen to not see the sign/s, you’ll find yourself sticking out like a sore thumb in a crowd of women while all the other dudes are NOT WHERE YOU ARE.
So how is it that some men are still completely oblivious to all these and feign ignorance when security guards shoo them away? This morning, two guys shoved past a bunch women into the train and the guard caught them too late. I had my iPod on, blasting Yeah Yeah Yeahs so I couldn’t make out the conversation but judging by the expression on the two guys’s faces, they weren’t too keen on exiting. Worse, they were blocking the way. When the guard finally got them to GTFO, the train doors were closing and the rest of us had to wait for the next train.
I wanted to punch them.
*I have an issue with male senior citizens because one time, this lolo spent the entire train ride with his crotch stuck to me while he stared at my chest. It was very uncomfortable (obvs) and the train was packed. Sure, they’re old, but they’re still men. I’ve also seen old men run through closing train doors and shoulder women out of the way.
2) People who cut lines. A lady in her 40s/50s cut the line this morning and all I could think was “Ang tanda tanda mo na, hindi ka pa din marunong pumila.” It was pretty comical, though. I was in line and I saw her as she shuffled over from the ticket windows, looked at the line/us, shuffled towards the back, shuffled back to the front, and inserted herself there.
2.1) People who have the nerve to get mad when you don’t let them cut lines. Wipe that scowl off your face.
3) People/ladies who shove you out of the way just so they can sit on the train. Whenever a train pulls up the platform and there are seats available, I DREAD IT because I know all these chicks are going to push and shove and fight and run for a seat. It’s ridiculous.
4) People who stand by the train doors and don’t move out of the way at stops, especially during rush hour and the train is packed. How do they expect people to exit properly? Move to the side or step out for a bit (you’ll still have your space in the train, really)— just get out the way.
That’s about it (for now, I guess). Just thinking about these people irritates me, ugh.
July 6, 2010 at 6:33 pm | Filed under lists, the helga manual
(I’m not claiming to be an interesting person but I need ten more entries within the next four days, heh. Lists are easy and so am I! Wait, no.)
1) I have ugly feet. On good days/at best, they’re hideous. On ugly days, they can be likened to troll feet. They’re bony and veiny and oddly-shaped. I like keeping them hidden.
Please do not look at my feet to verify this when we see each other. I can tell when someone is checking out my feet and I act react accordingly (hide my feet or cover your eyes).
2) I am pimply. Not acne-ridden, just pimply. I always have the occasional three to five pimples scattered around my face; two or three have taken up permanent residency on my chin area (I googled this and found out that chimples are usually caused by hormones?). It gets worse when I’m nearing my dot.
My goal this month is to rid myself of these pesky things. I smoke, I drink (alcohol + caffeine), I have an average diet, I sleep very late, I drink at least four liters of water a day. I know what I’m doing wrong, don’t worry.
3) I am a glutton. I have a big appetite and can very much out-eat a man twice my size. When home, I have to discipline myself not to overeat.
4) I am easily distracted and tend to tab back and forth random, unrelated things. My current open tabs (of the non-Facebook/Twitter/etc variety): Branson vacations, Six Super Helpful Typography Cheat Sheets, and Jackson Pollock.
5) I cry a lot. But never in front of you.
June 4, 2010 at 5:23 pm | Filed under lists, monthly hopes and dreams
Like my list of categories isn’t random and unorganized enough (one of these days, I will do something about them), here I am creating a new one. This has potential to make sense, though, so I’m not very worried about adding to the clutter.
This June, I hope to lose weight/get into shape/stay fit. It’s ridiculous how much my midsection disgusts me and I am not being cute when I say that. I snapped a couple of photos this morning but I’m going to keep those to myself until I have acceptable “after” photos of my tummy. My metabolism isn’t the same anymore (plus all those years of guzzling down beer is catching up on me) so I have to be really careful. I’ve been working out daily for… well, the last two nights which isn’t a feat of any sort but it’s a start.
My goal for this month is to get back to 110 pounds. I weighed myself mid-May and was sad to see that I was 117 pounds. I vowed to lose those 7 pounds but I got lazy and had too much fun with beer and food. My weight today? Still 117.
I’ve also been reading up on how to boost my metabolism. Most of it are things I already know (yet don’t do) like eat breakfast, eat several small meals throughout the day etc etc. The fun ways to boost my metabolism: drink more green tea (except I don’t like regular green tea because it’s bitter and the flavored green tea brands in the market are sugar bombs) and eat more yogurt.
I also hope to eat a little healthily this month. This is going to be tough considering I am totally jonesing for McDonald’s (I blame the intern who had McD’s in the pantry a coupla hours ago) and some cake right now. I’m definitely not going to deprive myself of the “bad” stuff but I will TRY. Maybe I should start taking vitamin supplements, too? Anyway, I had steamed chicken breasts (that turned out to be delicious!) on red rice for lunch today so that’s a start (yay, me! Two starts!).
Just those two little goals for June. Other things I am looking forward to this month:
1) getting my second tattoo (tomorrow!)
2) Hanson’s fifth studio album, Shout It Out (June 8th)
3) getting paid (well, duh)
4) Eclipse!
A random photo to add ~life~ to his blog entry:
Wish me luck!
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