So I won’t forget I woke up to a cheery morning, I took photos at the office when no one else was around yet. This is camwhoring at its finest. You’ve been warned.

More here. Haha.

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Hindi ko alam kung kami na, pero kapag tumingin ako sa iba nagiguilty na ako. Is this love? Haha

Sabi ko, magreresign na ako this year. Pero wala pa akong nakikitang lilipatan. Ni hindi pa ako desidido kung anong trabaho ang pupuntahan ko. Iniisip ko kung itutuloy ko ang law school pag nakapasa ako sa UP at mageenrol sa night class habang nagtatrabaho sa gabi. Hindi ko alam kung desidido na ako magaral nang fulltime o gusto ko lang ng self-vindication na kaya ko isabay ang law school sa isang fulltime na trabaho.

Basta ang alam ko, hindi na ako masaya sa ginagawa ko. Sa sweldo, mas malaki ang sahod ko kumpara sa mga averaged wage earners, hindi ako madalas mapuyat tulad ng mga call center agents. Hindi ako naguuwe ng trabaho dahil kelangan tapos ito bago matapos ang araw. I am thinking of going abroad, kahit saan. Hindi ako engineer o nurse na madaling makakuha ng trabaho sa labas ng bansa. Tingin ko overqualified naman ako kung clerical job sa Middle East dahil cum laude graduate ako ng UP. Pero walang problema sakin yun, makakakita lang ako ng trabaho who’d pay me P30K monthly (net) tatanggapin ko na kahit almost ganito rin ang kaya kong kitain or close to this ang kinikita ko dito sa dyaryo.

Gusto ko sana ay isang corporate setup or sa isang government agency na tatagalan ko at kakikitaan ko ng career growth. Sa trabaho ko, matagal ang usad ng promotion. Usad pagong. Kahit ang mga magagaling na reporters dito nagsisipag-alis na dahil 10 or 15 years hence, isang promotion lang ang natitikman nila sa buong buhay nila.Dahil ang reporters, editorship lang ang patutunguhan.

Naiinggit ako sa mga kaklase kong nageenjoy sa trabaho at the same time kumikita nang sagana.

Ang mga kasama ko sa bahay nagbabalak na lumipat or magrenew ng kontrata. Sabi ko hanggang June na lang ang balak ko dahil come July, sana nasa ibang lugar/bansa/trabaho na ako.

Three consecutive days last week I was befelled by flu, hadn’t gone to work since. I felt OK so come Friday so I went to the ABS-CBN-sponsored media congress attended by the university I am teaching in. Saturday, I brought some 45 students to ABS studios for a film showing. Confessionals by Jerrold Tarog was highly appreciated only I slept halfway through because I was freakin sleepy. The movie doesn’t have to do with my sleeping, i was just fuckin sleepy. Sorries.

Last night, met with friends at CubaoX. The strip cum artist’s haven in a little corner of the Araneta Center was surprise surprise jampacked. The hosts even joked it could put to shame Embassy with the long lines outside the gates and bouncers doing their thing outside. I brought my students with me, those kiddoes on my left.

I also met with sorely missed friends whom I last saw a year ago pa.

Next week is UP Fair, I’m thinking of going on the 14th.

I overslept last night; woke up at 11am this morning and still sick. I was pooped out from last weekend’s Calatagan wedding I attended plus post-wedding party Sunday and Monday work at the paper. Mar slept at my place on Sunday, and met my family.

I should be on bedrest now but the day is too long for a tiring bed curl. Took leave from office today.

Photos taken at the wedding. My parents were principal sponsors.

Woke up feeling cold, and with a heavy head. Took some paracetamols already. The office AC doesn’t help. I wish I’m better tomorrow because I am heading to Nasugbu-Calatagan, north of Batangas for a cousin’s wedding and some rest. Thanks RissaMae for lending me your spanky DSLR. Now I am obliged to take good photos.

The street leading to our apartment was full to the brim with people last night. Everyone in Pio del Pilar, Makati was wide awake, much engaged in a show of beauties and talent. It was safe to say that nearly all gays in Pio were present. I have never seen so many of them gathered until last night. Overwhelming.

Ruffa Gutierrez stole the talent portion with a superb monologue. Krista Ranillo brought Manny Pacquiao’s portrait. A couple did some interpretative dance. One contestant used the infamous Janina San Miguel snafu, only to her dismay was cut midway because her CD wouldn’t fuckin work. I feel sorry for the contestant, really. I wonder who placed in the three semifinalists, I went home at 2am-ish, the show still in progress. A handful looked so femme. It was technically my first taste of watching Ms Gay beauty contest. It did not disappoint.

Just got home from bingeing at Circles Makati Shang with officemates. It was all good food, I couldn’t find vacuum left in my tummy. Geeshus. When do I begin cutting down on my intake? DRAT.

Ealier today, I sat down with the paper’s editors for the weekly Editorial assessment meeting. Herein, errors committed the past week are tackled and accounted for; likewise commendations are brought on the table for good stories published.

A typical tension grips the newsroom during these assessment meetings. Case at hand earlier: Lady editor almost, well, she did flare up after a heated exchange with a fellow senior editor. Lady editor thinks a banner story that came out days ago should have been angled to highlight that a purported Abu Sayyaf member on the missile bombing is a Filipino. City editor thinks otherwise and argued that every Abu member is a Pinoy. News editor backed up lady editor’s contention. LOL.

I could tell lady editor’s blood pressure sure shot up. The newsroom is love. <3 I took photos. These are the Gods—the paper’s Publisher (top photo) and Associate Editor for Readership. Note: These are not the eds earlier referred to.

A lot has happened this weekend. Friday classes were full-packed; we needed to finish all those reporting sessions for the runway production on the 18th. Plus a discussion on public service announcements as midterm requirement for the values and ethics course in the afternoon. My February at the university seems to be exciting with lotsa activities in place, likewise interesting is the coming Pinoy Media Congress we are attending on the first week of Feb at PUP Sta Mesa.

From school, I met up with Mar in Batangas City for what initially was a coffee chitchat turned RnB night at the Refinery. Nothing has changed in him, always the no-nonsense cute nurse who makes me smile with his littlest gestures. Ate Liza showed up too, and three of us went home at around 2am.Nakabarong pa ako sa inuman. lol. At ampanget ng resolution para kaming may mga sakit.

Saturday was purely devoted to spending time with the family. Everyone’s excited for little sister who flew that night to Cebu for her practicum at the Cebu Regency Hotel.

On Sunday, we attended a nephew’s first birthday party. Noticed some cute straight guys, no chance to do bottles with them though because they left way too early leaving old people on the tables. But I drank at the celebrator’s home, downed a bottle of Mojitos with childhood playmate/cousin Glyza and her beau John. Prior that, dropped by some inuman at Marcel’s place. Post tequila, transferred venue to a booze joint in the jungles of Brgy Namunga, some 5-10minutes away from home.  Home by 2am, good dose of drunkenness that put me to a sweet sleep in no time.

Went home around 2am last night after some coffee session with Ivan at Waltermart Makati. Been months since we last saw each other in law school so it was high time we sat and traded stories, especially his new stint at Aegis PeopleSupport. Most of the time, he’d ask me why I haven’t committed myself nor pursued anyone to which I replied vaguely that  I am not ready yet.

Right on, I still have too many baggages that would need to be resolved. I am insecure and I can’t afford to hurt a person, when and if someone worthier comes along, I would have to leave him.  Ang ganda ko no? Potangena. Haha. Sabi ng pinsan ko: “Daig mo ang babae.” I ROFL.

The only good things about the mall of Asia down south of Manila is its vast selection of goods and a hefty number of lookers who strut around. They came in different colors, shapes and sizes. lol.

Just got back to the office from a half-day worth of roaming around the great mall with cousin Liza; this after we trespassed the gates of the DFA to get some passports early morning today. Am all to tired and sweaty and stinky, haven’t bought any because I couldn’t find a decent belt bag to put in all my stuff on casual days and mall time.

I am salivating over this black waist bag or this one. This white one of course won’t hurt. The Swatch used to have these. So now, where do I find these?