Laundry List: From Ajax To Mr. Hollywood
I felt that I spent most of my Easter week glued to my computer. I was so busy fixing some things in my blog. Cleaning it up, upgrading Wordpress and fixed some pages that needed some fixing. Not to mention editing and subtitling this recent film we made. Here is the laundry list worth checking:
Laundry lady presenting my laundry list
Losing Touch And Some Details
OMG I just felt that I am losing my touch in blogging. I can still remember on my Bend It Like A Banana days where most of my entries are somewhat vulgar and provocative. I need to tap on my inner bitch again to come up with stuff that I use to write before. I think I am getting quite boring now. *sigh*
Where art thou?
Where are the vaginal visas for inspiration. All I am babbling now is about film, problems, and other stuff that are so dragging. I need to put back the spunky flavour here that made my previous blog a click. Hmmmm….
Ponds 7-day age miracle product
So what is wrong with this picture?
The first time I watched the commercial by Pond’s, my eyes were pulled to watch as my mind quickly registered the words “miracle†while watching a husband suddenly pay special attention to his girlfriend or wife who were apparently using this age-miracle product. Then I heard the warning bells…. Ringggging in my head. Halt!
What’s a woman got to do, ha?
“Thank your grandmothers and mothers who have lived and paved the way for you ladies to have a better life out there.”
That’s something I said to a class some months ago. Y’know, the fun part about teaching is that sometimes you get engaged in this impromptu soliloquy where instant insights lead to sudden outbursts of authentic talk–”me” talking.
Sunday Drinking Spree
Last Sunday after my Microbiology and Parasitology class, my classmates invited me to hangout at Pier One Bar and Grill. When I asked them what would they be doing they said, “magkwekwentuhan lang naman”. Since I had nothing to do that night I decided that a little chat wouldn’t hurt so I tagged along. We immediately went to the Fort to look for Pier One, after reaching the bar we asked for a couple of San Mig Light but then we the waiter wouldn’t serve us. When we asked why he told us he can’t because we were still wearing our scrubs (seriously, wtf?!). We offered to let them see our ID’s to prove that we were old enough to have a drink. I was thinking, I’m 22 and I was the youngest among the bunch (some of my classmates even have kids in high school) and they wouldn’t serve us beer! Later the waiter told us that it was city ordinance not to serve alcoholic drinks to those who are in uniform (yep, even those in the military). Kudos to them for upholding a lousy city ordinance 
