Clearance Sale: Robinsons Galleria

I know… after introducing my new category and the big transfer from wordpress to blogspot, I have never written anything for the past 5 weeks. Most of my time was occupied by work (both office and sideline gigs) and remaining was allotted to my personal agenda like shopping and hanging out with Carlo and Ryan. Anyway, since I spent most of my remaining non-working time in the mall, I never go home empty handed.

I’ve been perpetually “donating” my cash to Gokongwei, Ayala and Sy despite the fact that I am always broke every other week. So last week, when I learned about the Big Clearance Sale in Robinsons Galleria and the opening of Saizen, the coolest Japanese store that opened here in the Philippines, I didn’t have to think twice… I grabbed my purse and dashed my way to Ortigas.

Below are the purchases I made:

This is so self explanatory... Me inside a gigantic sale will not go home without shoes in my hand. So when I saw this amazing pair of gladiators and heels in Janilyn, I felt like I saw the holy grail right in front of my eyes... (lolz)

I'll be in Kota Kinabalu, Malaysia in two weeks. I felt I needed another pair of swimsuit that will help me avoid the "Free Willy" look. I intended to buy something cheap but when I saw Nothing But H20 having this epic sale of all their items including the new arrivals... I can't say no to this pink bikini...

These are the stuffs I bought from Saizen Daiso:

> 2 Pocket Size Kit for my stuffs (I don't really need this but I find it cute)

> Cotton Buds but the tips are all pointed, good for correcting eye make up

> Cotton Pads in pink

> Nail Cutter in pink

> Pink Notebook

> Report Pad

> Keychain mirror, pink chocolate design (it's not obvious that I adored pink items)

Everything in Saizen is worth 85 petot. Well for girls like me who loves cutesy stuffs, Saizen is our heaven.

Disclaimer:

I may not be the most “kikay” looking girl but seriously when it comes to being vain and shit… I know I am equipped with the right infos. Primarily because I am not fortunate to have this rosy white pinkish smooth skin so I have to exert a LOT of effort just to look clean and appropriate.

Twenty years ago, my parents discovered that I have skin asthma. Meaning, I have a very delicate skin which became a major pain in the gut. Having skin asthma does not only make me look like a decaying wood but curing my allergies are freakin’ expensive. So I swear to myself, I’ll be extra careful when it comes to skin care because I don’t wanna look like a fugly twat. (Well, nobody likes to look like a fugly twat--  I supposed)

At an early stage (freshmen year in high school), I learned the basic methods for my daily skin care routine. I have also learned how to do my own make-ups and brands that will suits my sensitive skin. It’s not really rocket science, I mean the daily cleansing and moisturizing shit that you have to repeat twice a day (morning and night). However, the quest to find the correct products for your skin is really the hard quest. Having skin asthma and undergoing puberty is a very bad combination. It is a social life destroyer and of course embarrassing. So I couldn’t imagine how I survived high school while dealing with such a life slayer dilemma.

Actually, my first three paragraphs was just an intro to my latest category for my blog. I know it was pretty long but I felt like I need to explain the background why I am writing about vanity and fashion when everyone knew that this blog is created to accommodate my whining and all the shitload of a life I have. Well let’s just pretend that I am trying to write something that actually has sense.

Back to my topic…

So for the past 10 years of my life, I’ve been throwing away too much money just to make me look appropriate. I’ve gone from the cheapest up to the expensive stuffs to sustain my semi-freakish fuckin skin. Like what I stated above, I am not gifted with natural beauty and everything you see in me are all artificial or if not enhanced. Seriously, I look like an ogre 14 years ago and that is why I had this personal commitment that when it comes to being vain… it’ll be my priority. I wouldn’t think twice if somebody will give me financial support for any aesthetic enhancement or surgery (e.g liposuction, breast implants, laser hair removal, and glutathione injections etc.) There’s no such thing as “beauty is in the eye of the beholder” or “Inner beauty always comes first” shits. One must have at least one noticeable physical attributes to break the ice or at least create physical attraction.

So after this written crap… you can expect entries that concerns vanity or products that I use or planning to use or whatever.

Career Talk

Since it is the month of commencement for most students, I’ll share something relevant for our new graduates before they face the REAL WORLD!

I started out as a porn writer after I graduated in College three years ago. It wasn’t my intentions but I guess due to lack of experience and being a Journalism graduate from an unknown school, I had to accept the job. I was so aggressive to earn money and it was the only thing available for grabs, so I took it. Not that I am trying to clean my name but I am really not that familiar with any topics about sex or anything hardcore than what I can watch on TV (which is of course being censored by MTRCB). Prior to my adult writing stint, I have seen three porn flicks during the entire duration of my growing up years and two of these were by accident. I never visited any adult sites when I was still studying neither considering watching porn as a regular couch potato movie. My tolerance in watching erotic films wasn’t that strong enough to handle an hour length of foreplay, intercourse and cumshot. And writing about sex is definitely the biggest slip-up of my life because I am not proficient with the activity itself. But when a guy pays me to watch and write about it—hell bent fuckers, I will do anything to keep my funds rising.

Now I am thinking again, is being good at something automatically becomes your career in the future or it will all depends on how you play the games of life?

After accepting the fact that pornography wasn’t my calling, I gave my resignation letter to my bosses and paved my way to the opposite direction. I accepted a serious, technical and geeky job in exchange to my dirty little porn writing gig. But the chain of stories and tales about my previous job was intolerable. It gets me to the point that when I woke up one day everyone in my office knew me as the girl-who-used-to-write porn. I became the main attraction, the sex guru, the coolest person alive and things that people thought to be me. Everyone asked me for passwords, where do I get inspiration, am I wilder than my characters, do I practice the things that I am writing and to my horror- they were even asking me for sex advice. No matter how I tried explaining that I am not the coolest sexually liberated as what they think I am; my words weren’t believable enough. They stuck in their belief that when it comes to sex, I know better than anyone else.

At some point, there are few advantages that I obtained from learning how to write porn. I have learned a lot. And things like these weren’t thought in school and probably very awkward if thought by our parents. Its fun, yes it is for a certain period of time- not in a pleasurable way but fun in a sense that I never imagine how these damn things could be categorized to different aspects, types and categories. Thus, I must admit that after a year of working with these adult sites, I’ve come acquainted with vast array of knowledge about sex topics that anyone can’t learn from Sex Education thought in school alone. I might have used it for personal reasons or in my relationship but the point is that particular time of my career wasn’t the thing I am good at but it made me become the one I am now.

After receiving my diplomat, I began to dream and become one of the best creative writers that will keep the world from breathing. I don’t exactly know how to insert porn writing as my foundation. But it certainly proves that you don’t have to be good at something to make a career out of it because you can always learn. Determination and will power is the key to everything, ladies and gentlemen. All we can do is to dream big, aim high and work hard, it’s not rocket science.

I used to think that I don’t have a good future ahead of me, since the one thing I really love is to act on stage. Theater is my life, my air and my love. But when I wasn’t given the chance to get in to the best university when I was in college, I was doomed. I am not good at anything else except that one particular thing. So I settle for my second best. That’s why I took Journalism. I was ok with it, not that I totally despised my course. But thinking I have nowhere else to go made me strive harder. I am not good at it. Seriously, up until now (three years of brain masturbation to come up with decent articles) I still don’t consider myself as a writer. Because this is something I am not good at. However, I forced myself to continue learning and widen my knowledge. In this world the battle is not about where you are good at but where the money and the demands are. The rules of the game are not in your hands but in the palms of someone who can finance the world with his bank account.

Bottom line is people are like computers. We all need to have back-ups, so if our hard drive crashes we still have something left to start with. Whether you are good or bad at something, do not limit yourself with that. Learn everything you can learn because when your plan A fails, you could still live.

Am I making sense her?!? I think I am. HOLY SHIT! I need to see a doctor, I am becoming normal.