One-liners

Just when I thought how one of my teamates was such a genius for coming up with all those witty statuses in skype, he sends me this link:

http://www.vegard.net/about/one-liners.php

Thanks, xtian! ;)

"Remember to always be yourself. Unless you suck." - Joss Whedon

hilariously blunt

I saw this on Tinnerts' blog. I found it really funny, so I'm reposting it here.

(Tin is, of course, from Accenture.)

Childhood Frustrations

My mother said something to me once, and it stuck to me. She said, "Kaya ka ganyan ngayon kasi nung bata ka, hindi ka bata e." She was referring to my being makulit and mababaw. I was "Weee!"-ing over ice cream while clapping my hands when she said that. In my mind, I retorted, "Well, I've decided that I want to stay young at heart, what's wrong with that?"

Being the pensive me, I pondered more about my childhood. I remember being happy. But I also remember when I stopped being a child. When all of a sudden, life became unfair, sad and serious. And now, I thought about all of the things that I wanted back then, but never had. Here are some...

1. I wanted a doll house. Like other girls, I wanted my Barbie dolls to live, cook and party in pink and white houses, too.

2. I wanted to be a ballerina. I just thought how ballet-dancing was so beautiful and graceful. And of course, I wanted to wear those skin tight leotards with the fluffy skirts.

3. I wanted to be Little Miss Philippines. I thought how wonderful it would be to show-off my talents on TV, like all those little girls, with my Mom standing in the audience - mouthing the right answers to Tito Joey's questions. Every year, I'd longingly ask my Mom if it was the year that I'd join. My friends laugh their hearts out when I tell them about this. But I won't deny that I cried myself to sleep when I turned past the contest's allowed age.

4. I wanted cute girly stuff on Christmas. I envy my cousins after we've opened our gifts and I see their stockings, toy make-ups, little purses with stars on them, clips and headbands. All I got were books.

5. This may be a surprise, but I wanted to play basketball. Yes, you read it right. I wasn't all about kakikayan before 16, that's for sure (Hehe..). I grew up in a house with 3 boys as playmates - my brother and my two cousins. All they played with were matchboxes, G.I. Joes, tex and basketball. I used to watch when they played hoops. Gusto ko talagang sumali, pero...babae ako e. :-/

I had a good deal of fun as a child. And even if I wanted to go back, I know it isn't possible. Buti na lang pwedeng mangarap...malay natin, isang araw matuto rin akong mag-basketball. ;)

Unsuper-gluing myself

Two nights ago, I super-glued myself. I was fixing something, and I had to use a strong adhesive. Unfortunately for me, the super glue trickled down my legs (I was slumped on the floor while I was super-gluing). I reacted pretty quickly and wiped the sticky stuff with my fingers and ran straight to the bathroom. I did what my instincts told me to do - i washed it off with water. Cold running water. I removed some, and waited for the remaining glue to dry before I peeled it off my skin. Now, if I only knew that it wasn't the right thing to do, I wouldn't have left ugly red marks on my legs and fingers.

But anyway, thanks to ehow.com, I found out the "correct way" of removing super-glue off of my skin (a good 30-mins after my bathroom scenario). And I quote the ff. instructions:

STEP 1: Do not attempt to tear or force
apart the glue. This could tear your skin.

STEP 2: Apply acetone-based nail-polish
remover to the area. The acetone breaks down the bond.

STEP 3: If there's a lot of glue on your
skin, soak the skin in nail-polish remover to dissolve the bond.

STEP 4: Clean the area with soap and water
after removing the glue.

STEP 5: If you don't have nail-polish
remover, soak the affected skin in warm, soapy water.

STEP 6: Slowly roll the skin to work apart
the bond as the warm water soaks through. Continue doing this until the skin is
free of glue.

I ran out of nail polish remover, so I still have a remembrance over this clumsiness - I have a wierd-looking dried super glue on one of my finger nails. :-/

Escaping sleep

I have a research paper to write. In my utter laziness during crunch time, I've decided to blog. I figured this would help me express myself better. It will make me write more inspired sentences. It could unclog my mind of unwanted stress. It will free me.

Yeah, right.

Ok, I can begin my first post now. With what I really planned to write about -- nothing. I just wanted this space. For myself. Now. And the simple joys that it brings: (1) It is mine. And because it is a free cyberspace, (2) It is yours too. (3) It's better than paper (or not). Well, that's debatable. (4) It is unknown to anybody I know as of writing, and thus, is a secret. And finally, (5) I can write enough sh*t in it. (Sh*t that I might just put in my paper have I not decided not to sleep and start blogging.)

(ALT-TAB)

I should really get this research paper going.