MY VERY FIRST TICKLE TEST RESULT - ABOUT SHOPPING

joyce, you're an Impulse Shopper

Were you born to shop? Maybe it's the allure of new things or the fun you have along the way. Or maybe you enjoy shopping to relieve boredom or stress. Either way a little retail therapy seems to do the trick. We wouldn't be surprised to hear that you headed to the mall for sandals and came back with a new winter coat. It also wouldn't surprise us to find some clothes in your closet that still have the price tags on them. A seasoned and enthusiastic shopper like you knows that things are here one day, gone the next. So if you like it, it's best to buy it when you've got the chance. And you'll definitely use it or wear it… eventually.

As for gift giving, you might have a stash of goods that you picked up at some point that you can draw from. If not, it's probably not that much of a stretch to think that you wouldn't mind going shopping for something. What's not to love about shopping and the thrill of the hunt? It's fun, exciting, and a great way to bond with friends. And if you find a few things for yourself along the way — even better!

For quite some time, I had been enjoying reading Risha's and Mumty's blogs as they share their daily experiences. Their blogs make me feel asif we were still in college and know everything about each other. but then I realized that I'm not the ma-kwento type in my own blog. I don't really put in much details to share exactly what's happening to me. Maybe it's time to make some effort to tell as much as I can since I have the time and resources this loooong weekend.

"THE SUMMER SKIRT"
The last time I went shopping with Taz, I dropped by the landmark to buy a cutie summer skirt. It was a carnation pink slightly-below-the-knee a-line skirt with large white and light pink flowers. Perfect for a white 3/4 top... my self-declared office uniform. It's been weeks since I bought that, but I was able to resist wearing it until the last day of work before the much awaited Holy Week vacation. As expected, it got the attention of several people. That's actually my problem in dressing up for work. I don't wear fancy girly skirt, specially those with prints coz there were several people who would really react to my get up. Although the comments are always positive... like those boys like me dress up in girly attire... but I really hate gatting attention. So oftentimes, I would just stick to my basic black, grey, beige, white or denim skirts that I can keep on wearing without people noticing me. I wanna dress nicely for myself but I hate getting attention. Sometimes I wonder if that's possible.

"IT'S MEANT TO BE"
I'm not sure if I wrote something like this before,... but these thoughts had been circulating in my head for days.
When I was in high school, I was so busy that I really don't have much time to think of what course to get for college. I just eliminated everything I don't wanna take and.... walah! I ended up in UP College of Architecture. I entered the college without goals or whatsoever, but I enjoyed it and finally made it! So I guess it's meant to be that I graduate with flying colors in that course.
As a college student, I used to hate hospital architecture. They're boring. Everything is standardized. It so happened that my first job was in a firm specializing in healthcare planning. My impression about hospitals was reconfirmed. Once I witnessed those guys over there just copying and pasting schedule of doors and windows. One guy even explained to me that there's not much to stuff to play around with hospitals, so they can re-use their old files. Last June, I entered a firm known for anything but hospital. From Day 1 'til now, I was assigned to that big big hospital. My baby project too is the hospital, but the renovation of the old one. My involvement in hospitals is soooooo unplanned and unthinkable about a year from now. So I guess it's meant to be. Sometimes I wonder if I would end up as a hospital building administrator one day. Not a healthcare planner.... pleeeez.... I was never inspired by healthcare planners I've worked with. For this portion, details are quite confidential. Maybe I can share everything once the big project is done... and that's about year 2008.
Friends, you can correct me if I'm wrong. I believe that my unplanned way of moving on with my "career" is applicable in my "future" love life, if any. As my dear sis told me, the right guy, if any, will come to me even of I lock myself inside the house forever, if it's really meant to be. Her examples are our very own older sisters. My eldest sister was working in our office, some place wherein she cannot really meet cool guys. For a time, there was a water crisis under the Aquino administration, and so my brother-in-law was the one sent by his company to purchase water containers. So there he met my sister and started writing his love letters in YELLOW PAD...Baduy. But now he's really cool and realized what a crazy thing he did. It's meant to be. My second sister got married at a late age. It all started through this Chinese culture of "introduction". All of us thought she'll never get married coz she's always stuck in the office and never goes out with friends. Then one time, this guy named Ernesto was introduced to her. But he's not the guy. His younger brother Marcelo tagged along one day and he was the one who ended up as my brother-in-law. Now, that's meant to be. So I guess no efforts are needed in search for the right guy. Enjoyment of singlehood would be a practical lifestyle for now.

DEPRESSED

I dunno why there are mornings when I wake up and realize somethings wrong with the day. It is not a mere feeling. Oftentimes, if not all the time, it is my own instinct telling me that there's a bad day ahead of me.

Just like this morning. I came to the office to work the job of three people - my own assignments, Mia's and Kuya Rommel's. Both of them were absent for the day. I'm not a superwoman. I have all the things in my head but I can only accomplish so little. So then I felt so harrassed. But that's not everything that made this day a torture.

I was checking some plans and realized the great deal of errors in them. It seems that I've been checking plans forever but in vain. Yes, it was really frustrating. I can't seem to connect this with my goals.

Actually. I have no goals. I just want to live one day at a time and grab every opportunity I can get.

I always wanted to travel and to live different lives, but those I have to give up because of my job. I let go of an opportunity to travel to Beijing and Shanghai for 10 days, a 2-week vacation to Xiamen and a 3-month study opportunity to Beijing. I never found time to go to Bohol and Cebu or to go on a roadtrip with me driving. I never had the chance to replicate my favorite cheesesteak sandwich from Brother's Burger. I have no life except this work, which I actually enjoy if isolated as is, but not with the way I let things pass by.

I dunno why I'm doing this to myself. I know I won't go hungry and pennyless if I don't work, but I can't help it. I have my own standards in terms of my own performace. I'm killing myself.

Thanks to my friends who are making effort to expose me to different sides of the world. Hope I can give you more time than what I'm giving now.

I think I'll be having my period soon. Sorry for the drama.

EXPLORING MAKATI – PART 2

Taz and I went to Rounce last Saturday to check the status of our yearbook. I thought it will be a negotiating stage to finally settle our problem. But that was not the case. Rounce did some repairs to improve the quality of our yearbook. It was much better than before, but still not 100% perfect. At least, I saw improvement.

After the visit to Rounce, Taz and I went to Makati for lunch. It was my first time to personally drive along the Skyway. We were running at a 100 and still the turtle in that freeway. It was a fun drive.

We went through the obscure (relative to my point of view) streets in Makati to get to Salcedo Park. I had been longing to get to the weekend food bazaar. I bought a strawberry-kiwi flavored iced tea for 50 bucks. Splurge. Taz and I shared a serving Pad-thai noodles for 110 bucks. Expensive but great. That’s all I can say. We ate our lunch under the heat of the summer sun in the park with Marvin. We accompanied Marvin to the GF office so that he can go back to his overtime work. Finally I was able to see their office. It was relatively dark, dated, but well maintained. I envy them for their clean spacious ladies room, which is something that I always long for in an office.

After Makati, I went back to work, ot as usual and had dinner with Patt and Ryan (our officemate) at Firefighters in Libis. It was much brighter than the last time I was there.

EXPLORING MAKATI

I was given a long weekend in as a reward from last week’s hell. I woke up at 1230 pm on a beautiful Friday afternoon. I was excited then since I know it’s the day to explore Makati. Though I should be going to Buendia where Taz’s office is, I deliberately parked at G4 so I can walk and explore the city. I should be meeting Taz at 330pm, during her afternoon break, but unfortunately I didn’t make it. At that exact time, I was still lost within the long stretch of Buendia. I got to the right place eventually and met Taz after work instead. I then realized what a crazy thing I did when I discovered that I got lost coz I went to the opposite side of the road and almost reached Manila. Now it’s already Sunday and my legs are still aching. At least I was able to do something really really different this time. And I’m happy to discover where Salcedo Park is, where cute dogs are walking with their yayas and where food abounds on weekends.

in the midst of all those sleepless nights in the office, we were still able to find time for our company picture.


RRPP company picture


RRPP Admin Dept