i think papu posted this already, pero aliw, e. this was during the embryology christmas party/inuman at her house last saturday.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
can('t) get away from work
i've been on leave since december 21, & will be back in the office on january 2. ang haba ng bakasyon ko, woohoo!
sa kasamaang-palad, hindi pa sanay ang biological clock ko sa walang pasok. woke up at 6am yesterday, 7am today. anyway...
do you know about g-live alerts? those are the messages that globe sends for free, & that flash on your phone's LCD from time to time. natawa ako sa alert kahapon ng umaga:
"BSP cuts overnight rates by 25 bps."
grace the bank employee reacts: 25 basis points? that means that the reverse repurchase rate is down to 5.25% and the repurchase rate is now at 7.25%. ang baba na....
of course, grace the girl on vacation also has a reaction: what the, i'm on leave! tsaka ko na lang iisipin yan. hehe. : )
sa kasamaang-palad, hindi pa sanay ang biological clock ko sa walang pasok. woke up at 6am yesterday, 7am today. anyway...
do you know about g-live alerts? those are the messages that globe sends for free, & that flash on your phone's LCD from time to time. natawa ako sa alert kahapon ng umaga:
"BSP cuts overnight rates by 25 bps."
grace the bank employee reacts: 25 basis points? that means that the reverse repurchase rate is down to 5.25% and the repurchase rate is now at 7.25%. ang baba na....
of course, grace the girl on vacation also has a reaction: what the, i'm on leave! tsaka ko na lang iisipin yan. hehe. : )
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Saturday, December 15, 2007
balanced
You Are 50% Left Brained, 50% Right Brained |
The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning. Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others. If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic. Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet. The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility. Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way. If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art. Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports. |
Sunday, December 02, 2007
mortification beyond blushing
i haven't blogged in a week because i didn't have anything to blog about. i was actually in netopia southmall yesterday evening, but i really couldn't think of anything worth posting. i haven't read a new book, or watched a new movie. i don't have much to say regarding the earthquake (despite having felt it) & the coup attempt (because i haven't read the papers yet, & we weren't listening to the radio while it was going on).
so, have i already established that i have nothing to blog about?
well, that was a couple of hours ago. in true i-can't-believe-it-happened-to-me fashion, i now have something to blog about.
after the prayer meeting, deirdre & i decided to have coffee at mocha blends.
(while deirdre was parking the car)
grace: siguro sasabihin nila, "eto na naman yung dalawang nakabasag ng bote!"
(we broke a water bottle there almost two months ago, as we were standing up to leave)
(before the food was served, grace bumps into her glass, spilling peach tea all over her blouse & pants)
grace: (to the waiter) sorry, sorry!
(waiter hands grace tissue, starts wiping the spill)
grace: (to deirdre) i'll go to the CR muna to clean up.
(grace is in the CR, drying her shirt. she hears the door open, & sees a mocha blends employee turning back. grace shuts the door quickly.)
grace: (in a voice loud enough for the whole coffee shop to hear) sorry!
(grace is back. deirdre & her drink have moved to a new table.)
grace: i forgot to lock the door.
deirdre: (smiles) i know.
grace: (in a whisper) i was drying my shirt!
(deirdre holds her laughter in)
grace: let's just eat fast, okay?
deirdre: do you want to take the food out? we can eat at my house.
grace: that would look weird. let's just eat fast.
deirdre: okay. (takes a bite of the spicy chicken wings) wow, this is good.
deirdre: di ba nga i had a throat infection. then i twisted my ankle. now i bumped my knee into our bedpost. ang sakit talaga!
grace: hello! i'd rather have your pain over my mortification.
deirdre: oo nga, not comparable.
(while walking to the car, after gobbling up the chicken wings in record time)
grace: i had my shirt off!
deirdre: what?! oh my...!
grace: i know! i won't be able to go back here for five years. i actually wanted to ask for an official receipt but then they would know my name & would remember grace sarmiento as the girl who knocked off her drink & forgot to lock the CR door while she was drying her shirt.
(in the car)
grace: bilis, bilis! i want to get out of here!
deirdre: it won't start. why?!
grace: waaah! pero sa bagay, it could have been worse. i could have been sitting on the bowl.
deirdre: i was afraid to ask that.
(as the car is moving out of the parking lot)
deirdre: buti hindi ka nagba-blush. kung ako siguro yun, todo blush na ako.
grace: hindi talaga ako ma-blush, e.
deirdre: siguro there's really mortification that's beyond blushing.
grace: (in her head) gee derder, that really helps. thanks.
so, have i already established that i have nothing to blog about?
well, that was a couple of hours ago. in true i-can't-believe-it-happened-to-me fashion, i now have something to blog about.
after the prayer meeting, deirdre & i decided to have coffee at mocha blends.
= = = = = = = = = =
(while deirdre was parking the car)
grace: siguro sasabihin nila, "eto na naman yung dalawang nakabasag ng bote!"
(we broke a water bottle there almost two months ago, as we were standing up to leave)
= = = = = = = = = =
(before the food was served, grace bumps into her glass, spilling peach tea all over her blouse & pants)
grace: (to the waiter) sorry, sorry!
(waiter hands grace tissue, starts wiping the spill)
grace: (to deirdre) i'll go to the CR muna to clean up.
= = = = = = = = = =
(grace is in the CR, drying her shirt. she hears the door open, & sees a mocha blends employee turning back. grace shuts the door quickly.)
grace: (in a voice loud enough for the whole coffee shop to hear) sorry!
= = = = = = = = = =
(grace is back. deirdre & her drink have moved to a new table.)
grace: i forgot to lock the door.
deirdre: (smiles) i know.
grace: (in a whisper) i was drying my shirt!
(deirdre holds her laughter in)
grace: let's just eat fast, okay?
deirdre: do you want to take the food out? we can eat at my house.
grace: that would look weird. let's just eat fast.
deirdre: okay. (takes a bite of the spicy chicken wings) wow, this is good.
= = = = = = = = = =
deirdre: di ba nga i had a throat infection. then i twisted my ankle. now i bumped my knee into our bedpost. ang sakit talaga!
grace: hello! i'd rather have your pain over my mortification.
deirdre: oo nga, not comparable.
= = = = = = = = = =
(while walking to the car, after gobbling up the chicken wings in record time)
grace: i had my shirt off!
deirdre: what?! oh my...!
grace: i know! i won't be able to go back here for five years. i actually wanted to ask for an official receipt but then they would know my name & would remember grace sarmiento as the girl who knocked off her drink & forgot to lock the CR door while she was drying her shirt.
= = = = = = = = = =
(in the car)
grace: bilis, bilis! i want to get out of here!
deirdre: it won't start. why?!
grace: waaah! pero sa bagay, it could have been worse. i could have been sitting on the bowl.
deirdre: i was afraid to ask that.
= = = = = = = = = =
(as the car is moving out of the parking lot)
deirdre: buti hindi ka nagba-blush. kung ako siguro yun, todo blush na ako.
grace: hindi talaga ako ma-blush, e.
deirdre: siguro there's really mortification that's beyond blushing.
grace: (in her head) gee derder, that really helps. thanks.
= = = = = = = = = =
(after an almost-accident near times)
deirdre: siguro 1,000 ang guardian angels ko ngayon.
grace: kaya naman pala walang nag-guard sa akin ngayon, e!
deirdre: siguro 1,000 ang guardian angels ko ngayon.
grace: kaya naman pala walang nag-guard sa akin ngayon, e!
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