Curbing My Urges

Was at Glorietta 3 today after work. Got a haircut and purchased a Moshi iPhone 4S back plate. That was everything I budgeted to purchase. You see, I'll be purchasing a 60sqm condominium over the weekend, so I really have to curb my urge to purchase on a whim.

I was tempted by Fino, however. I didn't give in, though. I almsot purchased a leather iPad 2 folio, but I didn't! Somebody please congratulate me!


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Keep Your Friends Close and Your Enemies Closer

borrowed from http://intrepid-llc.com/branding/new-book-cover-design/

I hope people aren't sick of what is turning out as a series for the bane of my existence at work. The picture is cute, isn't it? Apparently, there's a book entitled Shedding the Corporate Bitch. I personally have not seen a copy, but I will check Amazon later.

I had once been asked by an officemate of my boyfriend if I enjoyed working in the corporate world. You see, their world is different. In their office, the women dress up, wear stilettos, and get paid to shop. I told her I wasn't enjoying it because backstabbing is part of the culture, and bitchiness is the name of the game. Truly, it is in my current job where I was really able to apply the adage, "keep your friends close, and your enemies closer."

I attended a board meeting today (yes, it doesn't get any more corporate than that.. a board meeting!). One of the board of directors posted I question about an event that we held last December. She asked why we did not charge the extra guests an entrance fee. I knew the answer rather well, that the other faction of the organization that I work for, led by a sly old Chinese bitch, ordered the dumb bitch-that-I-hate-so-much co-manager of mine not to charge anymore. That Chinese bitch, and dumb bitch co-manager are really such a good team. So what did I do? Well, dumb bitch co-manager was on leave and wasn't in the board meeting, so I, after my uber-evil mind ad calculated the damage to her and to myself, told the truth. I told everyone that dumb bitch co-manager ordered that we don't charge the extra guests anymore. Everybody was shocked! Who is she to order that we don't charge the extra guests?

Of course within minutes, my boss who was in the same meeting, sent me a message to scold me. Get the facts straight, he said. Oh please, it doesn't get more straight than that! I knew he was going to scold me for telling the truth, because dumb-bitch co-manager is his pet. And of course dumb bitch co-manager who was but a text message away defended herself by saying that she only ordered that extra guests don't pay for the people directly under her jurisdiction. Oh please, like we don't belong to a complex linked to each other! If you order that people under your jurisdiction, the other two jursdictions shouldn't pay as well, otherwise, they would question why they're paying. Furthermore, the people in her jurisdiction were the ones who brought their entire baranggays to the event! Hello?!?

Get my facts straight. Well, yes, to get my facts straight, I did what was right. I was to be scolded in the process, but it was a smile price to pay for the chink that I caused dumb bitch co-manager's armor.

Keep your friends close and your enemies closer. Why did I bring that up? Because I had a little skit during the board meeting. I knew the scolding was going to come, by text, not as much expected. But as soon as I received the scolding, I acted dumb. Like, oops, I didn't know it wasn't that way (think Elle Woods in Legally Blonde clueless, but brilliant!). I still come out clean. A bit ditzy, but still clean. After all, I'm just the poor little rich boy who was hired to handle the socials, and other kasosyalan of the complex. All I know is to shop, right?

She really has to be careful of me. I'm evil. I learned from the best. My high school was really good training ground for these acts of deviousness. I survived an evil pack of fags in high school, and I still came out to be the clueless ditz who couldn't harm a fly. Well, they didn't see anything coming.

Watch out for more of my brand of corporate politics. If I'm successful, I will be shedding that dumb corporate bitch.

Counting the Hours

Pretty exhausted already at work, and yet only half the day has past. Can't wait for 5:00PM so I can already leave. Or maybe its the lack of potassium that's causing me to feel exhausted? Who knows? Feel pretty idiotic though. I actually have to consciously remind myself to drink water, otherwise I wouldn't be getting any water at all. So that's going to be part of the New Year's resolution. Funny, to ensure that I don't forget, I stuck a post-it note on my PC's monitor. How sad is that? Counting the days, as my boyfriend flew for UK just this morning. He'll be returning on Friday. So, for the time being, I will be all by my lonesome in the condo, catching up on TV series, and on my reading. - Posted using BlogPress from my iPad2

Atonement

borrowed from beeonfilm.blogspot.com

I am not one to turn this blog into a movie review site. I just wanted to share how my error in purchasing this DVD has been an opportune coincidence as I ended up liking its quite tragic turn out.

I purchased the DVD thinking it was a period piece ala Pride and Prejudice, or Sense and Sensibility. Try as hard as I may, I can never finish these novels of Jane Austen. I would often start reading the book, only to stop midway. Eventually, a couple of years or so later, I would try to start reading it again, only to lose interest.

I have seen the movies though, and I always seem to typecast Keira Knightley into period films, thus. It had been my mission for quite so long to be able to watch Atonement, then. Finally, I was able to purchase a copy, and I ended up watching it after a busy day of teaching. Much to my surprise, it was set in World War II.

It's a World War II Romeo and Juliet drama. I don't really want to dwell on the storyline as I know a quick search on Wikipedia would help those seeking the plot out. I wanted to tell everybody that even though I hate dramas, I actually like this one.

It must be the tragedy. Robbie and Cecilia, never being able to really get the much deserved time that they wanted, all because of a sister who cried wolf sending Robbie to jail.

It was a love story that never was. In the end, Briony, the wicked sister who had so much to atone for felt that in order to do justice to her sister and sister's lover, she would fictionalize the ending of her autobiographical account, Atonement. Cecilia and Robbie died months apart during 1940.

She romanticized it. Now, I don't want to sound as if I am a person of faith, but I believe no such fiction was needed. You see, Robbie died in the war, and Cecilia died because of the bombings of London during the war, months apart. I want to see the coincidence of dying months apart as romantic in itself already. Neither needed to live long without the other. They did end up spending time together, they had an eternity of not waiting for a lifetime to be together.

Valentine's Day is still over a month away, and I am not churning out the sick-puppy eyed lovestruck addict just yet, but the movie struck me. It would be more difficult living a lifetime without that one great love of yours. So why bother. Pray for a coincidence, because if you're lucky enough, you don't have to spend a lifetime of waiting for an eternity to be together.

Hah, random thoughts.