Last Day of Freedom

I’m going back to work on Tuesday. Yes, the thought alone is sad.

Unlike others who lounged about their homes with nothing to do or those who visited other countries and experienced cultures different from their own, I, with all honesty, have spent my vacation time quite wisely.

1. Check in with Dr. Sherry – Check
2. Re-Enroll/Re-open Driving Lesson – Check
3. …

Okay there wasn’t a lot. But I was very productive all throughout my vacation. I’ve devoted some time in cooking. I made some sausage rolls for our meeting which the people really liked. And I’ve grilled salmon and failed my Hollandaise Sauce attempt. The salmon was NOT cooked thoroughly. Oh well.

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Well, I think I’m going to see Toys ‘R’ Us tomorrow. Considering that Transformers 2 is showing on 25-Jun-09, I bet the merchandise has arrived. I want to get DEVASTATOR!!! RAAAAHHHHHHHHHH. Or perhaps the new Jetfire/Optimus Combination which looked a little retarded but it’s a really BIG robot. Or I’ll just stick with the new Starscream mould. Hmhm choices choices choices. Any help?

Cheers,

rj

Early Morning at the Mall

So, I went to Belhasa yesterday to re-open my file and book for a signal test which I have to retake since it’s been a year.
In view of my new “second hand” phone the Sony Ericsson M600i, I decided to hit the mall at 8:30 am to get a new battery and a memory stick. LITTLE did I know the mall does not officially open until 10 am. It was quite refreshing to see Deira City Center, the mall with the most crowd, bare and echoey.
I had breakfast at La Gaufrette which I’m guessing is french for waffles??? I don’t know. It hit me, I kind of like the idea of a laid back morning with breakfast to match. Like they say, too much a good thing is bad, I’ll probably repeat this on my Saturdays off.

Cheers,

rj

Birthdays and Farewells

We had dinner at Chinese Palace Restaurant last night with Tom, my cousin, my aunt, my aunt’s brother and baby Tom. It was my cousin’s birthday and sort of farewell. They’re leaving for the Philippines, just for a while. I had the best chocolate cake EVER!!! I’ll post a pic, but I can’t help not finishing it.

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I told my aunt and cousin to slap this big mouth person for being such a BIG MOUTH SUCK UP CLOSETED IDIOT! I’m cool now.

Cheers,

rj

Concert!!!

Further to my last entry, which was last March, the concert went exceedingly well yesterday. Of course the presence of those who turned their backs did very little, if not insignificantly, to the atmosphere. I’m sure they were just there to hand out tickets to their little hoopla in the Delusional Ward.

The turn out this year was pretty good. Although the church had a minor set back, God was gracious. I’m very proud of everybody most especially the kids and the teens. They were spectacular.

I hope my take on Don Moen’s Rescue was okay. I did re-arrange to ad-lib in the end. I was made to realize that it didn’t do well considering there’s an interpretative dance going on while I’m singing. Pastor Roman was very generous with his remarks, I won’t say what they are, but a spark of accomplishment did sink in.

The stress and the tension reminded me why we don’t do this twice a year. Some things are better experienced once a while. At the risk of it getting old, I think we’ll sit the next two years out. Anyway we’ve got another concert next year, the Christmas Cantata.

Oh by the way, I’ll be on vacation for a month, so you’ll probably see more posts from me.

Cheers,

 

rj

Recap: Weekend Plans and Shopping Like a Vamp

I have no solid plans for this weekend except for the party on Saturday. It’s a secret, only my mom and I know about it. Apart from that I’m moving my piano lessons probably Monday night.

Tonight’s choir night, crap I haven’t rehearsed the songs for this FIN gig.

I have the entire series of Angel on DVD…need I say more. Surprisingly my cousin took a liking to it as well as my sisters. Everybody likes a good vampire story.

Dad’s gift is in the bag. His birthday’s not until the 22nd but I couldn’t wait. I got me a Bvlgari pour Homme and dad’s Chanel Allure Sport. I couldn’t get the guy to sell it to me for 300, the original price was 385. Bvlgari went cheap from 210 to 150. The guy frowned because initially I told him I’d get rj Burberry Brit (I ran out) but I figured I needed a little change. Bvlgari and Brit have similar talcum-like scent, although Brit shows that off immediately while Bvlgari eases into it for a couple of minutes then settles down on a melancholic, subdued dry-down, which is very appealing. Brit has the same effect except it comes at bigger price. I guess much of my inspirations towards my purchases these days has to do with Angel. He’s a 250 year old vampire with a soul. I mean, living since the 18th century seemed very appealing to me, not that I want to be a raging bloodsucker troubled by guilt and shame, because that’s gross and hardly entertaining, but I like the flair Angel exudes. When I was buying perfume I was thinking, “If I was Angel, what would I smell like?”

Hell, when I was at Swatch, all these nostalgic feelings came together and urged me to get a mechanical watch, which coincidentally the watch I was going to purchase, was. It’s like having a piece of eternity wrapped on your wrist. EEW.

Cheers

Recap: Stalking Bertha

Last week I had taken it upon myself to STALK a certain person who because of her SELFISH INTENTIONS has hurt my sister and she wouldn’t admit her ACCOUNTABILITY to it.

Here goes, I created an email account and sent Bertha emails telling her that I know stuff that OTHER people do not want to know and if she knows what’s good for her she has to come clean. So in the afternoon I received an email from Bertha finding me out by “tracking my email”. She alse claimed that she has already come clean with “People” and that she’ll be informing my “People” about this situation. There were major flaws in her statement:

1. She asked me how work was in Leisure Land Site, although I am currently situated in a German owned Hotel site which is IMMENSELY FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR FAR from Leisure Land Site.
2. She claims she has “tracked” me.

Analysis: She didn’t track me but rather she asked other people where I was working, and I distinctly remember her beau talking to me about my job and the project we have in Leisure Land Site. So he probably told her where I was working and made up this “tracking” bluff.

3. She also mentions that her “People” will contact my “People” regarding my actions.
4. On her follow up email she says “It’s my ‘Peoples’ idea to get you to halt your mailing.”

Analysis: She lied about telling her “People” to me. Actually her “People” have no idea or perhaps just some of them.

So when I received the first email, I thought, “Alright, this is my chance to settle the score.” I mailed her back and commended her for her bluff well done and gave her THE LECTURE. See, although she had my exact location incorrect in her statement meaning she is a HUNDRED PERCENT BLUFFING, I opted to reveal myself because:

1. I have little knowledge about IP Tracking or Email tracking. She didn’t mention ‘how’ she traced my email, so that left me confused a bit.
2. This is the motivation I need, the GRAND REVEAL, to set her straight.
3. Because of my poor knowledge of IP tracking I have no heck of an idea how to carry on pretending.
4. The information I have about Bertha is based on my observations alone, her bulletins, her profile changes, her featured friends, so there’s not much grain of truth in my “Threat to Out Her to Her People”.
5. I JUST WANT TO VERBALLY PUNCH HER IN THE FACE.

Needless to say, I was defeated because I gave up the disguise to soon in the battle. But on a brighter and better note, I’ve given her a piece of my mind. So Bertha or friends of Bertha who are reading, although I surrendered myself to your GRAND BLUFF-NESS, I remain a steady soldier ready to shoot you down the moment I am armed with a significant weapon, well not really shoot you down, it’s just an expression. And even though you and your little “gang” make jokes about me that could “last” a week, I am convinced that you have more than a dozen grammatical errors in your sentences and that they are more than shallow, half baked humor that only dimwits like you can understand.

So Bertha, too smart for your own good, little-miss-go-pee-on-a-tree-and-hope-that-someday-your-crap-will-soon-grow-up-to-be-a-tall-tree-full-of-poop-and-decaying-morals. Have fun with your beau and keep on MANIPULATING, you’re doing such a good job.

cheers.

rj

P.s.

Sorry Bertha, this is my blog, so it’s not my fault that you clicked on my link and read, go pat yourself on the back with a jack hammer or something.

Recap: Din Din’s Debut 15-Jun-2008, Traders Hotel, Dubai, UAE

Din Din’s Debut went extremely well last night, a bulk of my judgement has to do with the spread. Although the ballroom looked weird with the padded walls (I understand it’s for acoustics but I had the impression they liked cushions!), the stage design was beautiful, you can never expect anything short of fantastic from Bro. Jun Tabara, I am in deep wonder where he got all the flowers.
I knew the 7 pm start was really call time because none of the hosts were present and it was already 7:10. The program however did start at 8. The kids did Kelly Clarksons’s Breakaway dressed in pink fairy costumes, I was up next. There were three microphones lined up, the last one closest to me was severely fluctuating. I thought which one should I take without looking awkward in front of everybody…so I took the flunctuating one. The mic was malfunctioning here and there, but it’s alright, at least didn’t work it’s worse by blinking out on my last note.

I was terribly hungry after that, I didn’t each much so that I’d fit in my pants without taking some of my intestines out (eew). I went out in search for a coffee shop, fortunately the Cabildo’s were keeping the kids occupied outside and Bro. Dennis had ordered kiddie snacks and I was invited to join them (hehe!).

I spent a considerable amount of time outside the ballroom, I knew that the speeches were going on, and it’s really hard to sit through all 36 (18 Treasures + Candles) especially on a nearly empty stomach so I decided to browse the selection for dinner.

After much clapping and gifts, they finally announced that the Buffet line was open and the queue starts from the back, and I was seated at the first table in front, can you imagine the horror. It didn’t take long for people to realize it was going to take time for their tables to get called out so they lined up towards the buffet and it was a long line, I felt the urge to just yell, “Everybody Cha Cha”.

I managed to get dinner when I was asked to sing again, I couldn’t resist that (I did prepare 3 songs for the occassions minus the one at the beginning). I had to eat like a supermodel, no I don’t mean I threw up at every bite, but I had to take little bites, singing is hard on a full stomach.

Aaron did an improtu Stand-up sketch for Din Din where he attempted to slowly butcher love songs for her. He’s great, he’s a real hoot, most probably because of the context of things, him being the boyfriend…yadda yadda yadda. Ahhh young love, should never be let loose.

Din Din’s grandad gave a hilarious poem, not only that the entire Evangelista Clan opened the party portion with dance, to which many joined in and the rest were too pooped to dance. I did a little dancing too, got my sister Rachel to dance, but she was wearing heels she soon tired out.

Overall the party was great, the food was great, the evening was such a smash and I must say their music selection couldn’t be better. Although there was a dark blot in the party who should’ve never been there because he/she has no class at all…hmmm thank goodness I wasn’t seated at the same table, I would’ve doubled up my breakfast and probably my innards, MANIPULATOR!!!

Well there’s no reason to ruin a recap because of a small insignificant speck of dust.

Cheers

rj