BERRY NICE!

Houston, we have a problem.

I’ve turned into a Desperate Housewifeperson, and I wanna take the easy way out.

I’m giving myself until June-July… 4 more months in this recession-stricken land and I’m leaving (or at least, I really want to, it’s still the parental’s last call!). I’m sorry, I just can’t take it anymore. It’s not my fault nobody’s hiring. It’s not like I haven’t done my part. It’s not that my grades are mediocre, well I didn’t get any graduation honors but my GPA is waaay above the average line. It’s not like I haven’t drained my resources…

Here’s the sitch: Google is kaput (I know, why did I even bother?). I don’t know how I could get in contact with someone/anyone from The New York Times or the magazine publications of Hearst. The hospital I’ve interned for when I was in college only accepts part-timers at the moment, and I want to work full-time. I don’t want to be a house-sitter, or a baby-sitter, nor a dog-sitter, much more an elderly-sitter because I don’t want to be stuck inside a house. I want to work in front of a computer, answer a business phone beside it (both resting on top of an office desk), and sit on a swivel chair with my coat hanging over the back rest. Preferably. And I’m not even after the pay anymore… minimum schminimum salary. I just want to wooork! Is that too much to ask?

To make matters worse, I just touch-based with loony Target which TURNED. ME. DOWN. Kapal, hidiputa. xx

Target.Jobs@target.com

Hello

Nadine,

Thank you for taking the time to apply with us. We are unable to offer you a position at this time, but we do appreciate your interest in Target.

Target Queens Place

My ego is at an all time low. Boohoo! :3

Sooo. There are only a few companies left on my “still waiting for the reply” list: The United Nations (2nd interview done, hoping for a final one), Mount Sinai and Klaus’ legal firm (I mean, where he works for), Alston. I have been begging my Mum to ask her bosses if they could take me but, surprise! surprise!, they’re overstaffed as it is.

On the other hand, here are my options if and when I come back home-

1. English tutor by day

2. Call center agent by night/mornight (at Convergy’s, no less)

I KNOW IT’S NOT IN ANY WAY RELATED TO MY COURSE. STOP JUDGING ME, MA!

Anyway, it’s times like these when I wish I was living off on alimony from a 60-year old bajillionaire bastard that just loves impregnating 20-something ladies!

My life is not awesome right now, Barney Stinson! :-(

Crow's feet.

Okay here’s the thing. A year ago, in addition to make-up, I would not have given a rat’s ass about lotions, moisturizers, toners, sunblocks, creams and all. Everything’s changed when it dawned over me that I am not getting any younger, and that I am shit scared of wrinkles. Well, that and the YouTube beauty gurus practically enabling me to do so.

Lately I’ve been noticing that whenever we would go shopping, instead of me prancing immediately to my usual aisle: which is the clothing part of the mall, I’d find myself standing in front of the skin care section. Now, I look inside my wallet and I see all these poor, unused gift cards from Urban Outfitters, H&M and Forever 21; and I feel… weird. Because the me I knew from before would have spent them in a heartbeat, lol! But yeah, I think it has been a month since I last purchased clothes. At present, my purse is now being dominated by receipts from hydrating scrubs, exfoliating masks and some anti-schmanti stuff that I haven’t even opened. I’m a junkie, and I’m getting poorer and poorer because of this addiction! Don’t get me wrong though… I am not vain. I am just trying to age as gracefully as cosmetically possible.

Mrs. Figueroa, I have grown intellectually!

• When I was in 6th grade, my English teacher punished my seatmate by asking him to stand infront of the room while lecturing him and pinching his polo shirt. It was for laughing loudly because she thought we were talking instead of practicing our vocabulary words along with our class. The truth was, Frederick was laughing AT me… because instead of me pronouncing “EWE” (a female sheep) as how a normal-brained, sixth grader should pronounce it- “YU”; I loudly (and proudly) said, “EWW”. Talk about ewwmbarrassing!

• I was also in the same grade when my Math teacher told me and another classmate, Kay, that we act like “low-flying doves” (a.k.a. kalapating mababa ang lipad). This was only because me and Kay screamed our highly-pitched voices out when we were entering our school’s theater for an awarding program. I mean, what was her problem? We were on a dark hallway and the boys were scaring us! Haha! So we earned ourselves a BR (Behavioral Report) - my first out of the many I um, collected - and were forbidden to watch the quarterly ceremony, lol! She and our head teacher made us wait inside the library to get us to reflect/think if our actions were appropriate… we spent the whole time discussing/her tutoring me on how to shave leg hairs. Ha!

• 7th grade: We had to read three novels for our Reading class. I remember the first one being Anne Frank. The next one (another classic that I can’t believe I forgot the title to!) was about an orphan boy that had to steal to live and had foxes or a Mr. Fox as a friend. And the last one was weirdly about going to wars or outer space and the moon? Haha! HELLO, @TRICIANGELI, if you’re reading this, I hope you remember! :-)  So anyway, our teacher was a scary woman that always had layers of make-up caked on her face… and she loved giving surprise graded recitations. We were discussing the last book that day and luckily, I wasn’t called/selected to answer but while listening, I kept on hearing them talk about “kernels”. In my mind, I was like, I don’t remember popcorns being in the book!?! Little did I know that they were just actually saying “COLONEL” the way it was supposed to be said… while I on the other hand kept on pronouncing that word as “CO-LO-NELL”  during the times I came across it. I was a really gifted kid!

God I miss grade school!

Hip hop, marmalade, spic and span.

Summertime TV shows I’m looking forward to watching:

• TRUE BLOOD
• That’s it. Summer TV sucks balls!

Who wants Lockerz invites?

What: Lockerz is an invitation-only worldwide community where members can find entertainment, shopping and a full social network all on one website. Members are rewarded for almost everything they do on the site—whether it’s buying a new brand, watching a video, playing a game, answering a daily question or even just logging in. At launch, Lockerz will have more than 15 ways for members to earn PTZ. (from their FAQ)
Why: Because just by logging in and answering the daily question, you’ll earn points that you can redeem later for goodies like MacBooks, PS3s, Video Games, iPods, Nintendo Wiis and much more. They say this site is legit so I’m joining the bandwagon. Later on they’ll be introducing more ways to earn points.

PTZ - Lockerz PoinTZ lol. Reply with your email addy if you want invites.

Oooh, Lockerz! <3

I’ve basically forgotten that I had an account there until @helgaholic posted something about it. This afternoon I logged back in again after a month of not being able to do so - my PTZ was 8 then. I answered the dailies, checked in, and “watched” (not really ‘cause I would just let the videos play in another tab and surf) ALL the videos. Took me almost 4 hours but I’ve managed to bring my PTZ up to 132. I only need 192 more to fulfill my dream of being an iTouch owner, hee. And based on my calculations, that would take me (forever!) give or take 5 weeks… unless you sign up under my referral. Hihi. So if any of you are interested, I have invites available. Just send me an email: nadinearraiza@gmail.com !!! :-)

P.S. Awesome Paint job, right? :s

The Gossip Girl Survey. (Because answering this is relevant to my existence!)

1. The first character I fell in love with: Blair Cornelia Waldorf, obviously! I’ve been obsessed with Blairbear (and Leighton!) eversince. <3
2. The character I never expected to love as much I do now: My baby papa, Chuck Bass.
3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Dan Humphrey, gross! @_@
4. The character I love that everyone else hates: Georgina Sparks, *sparkles*!!!
5. The character I used to love but don’t anymore: Jenny Humphrey. What a sad, pathetic, emo girl she turned out to be! :s
6. The character I would have limo sex with anytime: Nate “do you think he’s bald down there?” Archibald, LOL!
7. The character I want to be like: Blair Waldorf. And Serena Van der Woodsen too… but only because of her gorg boobies. HA! :-P
8. The character I’d blackmail/dump yoghurt on: The character Hilary Duff played… eww!
9. Pairing(s) that I love: Solid, Bluck/Chair! (If you didn’t know this, YOU. ARE. DEAD. TO. ME!)
10. Pairing(s) that I hate: LITTLE JENNY + HOTTIE NATE, SRSLY, WTH?!?
11. Favourite episode: The one with the “3 words, 8 letters…” dialogue. ^_^
12. My favourite character: BUH-LAIR.
13. My least favourite character: JEN THE EFFIN FLAT-CHESTED HEN. O_O
14. Which character I am most like: Well, I AM the Waldorf heiress, so… yeah!

Movie or bust!

(For starters, please don’t tell me to “Google” the answer. I have thoroughly researched for this ever since that afternoon I reminisced about it. That was about a month ago. None. No one knows. And so here comes the part where you get into the picture.)

Flashback to (around) the late 90’s/early 2000’s. Young Nadine watching HBO at the confines of their living room: The film is basically about a guy winning the lottery and keeping it a secret at the beginning. Said guy has 3 (or maybe 4, my memory is REALLY hazy) friends and they’re planning on going out of town for a vacation in a fairly secluded place. When they get there, he tells his friends about his winnings. Yadda, yadda. They all get excited… but since they are in a private resort, where there are no phones, no other people to talk to, etc… they cannot share the good news to anyone else.

Sub-plot is that among his friends, there’s a couple who desperately is in need of money; one for moving out of a house because of a step-parent, and one needing it for school loans (or so I remember). Long story short, the couple plans on killing the main character by way of throwing him from the mountain top (where their vaca flat is conveniently located) so they could get the $$$ for themselves— and since no one really knows about his suddenly earned fortune besides them, the police wouldn’t even think about accusing them. It was all going to be an “accident”. Or so they thought.

Thing is, they don’t really know where the lead guy hid the ticket (which in the end turns out folded inside their Asian friend’s belt; they end up killing Mr.Chinky too, of course!).

Fast forward to the finale… they’ve killed all their friends, got hold of the ticket, and are now getting ready to come back home. While “fixing”, a.k.a. ridding the crime scene with evidence, they come across a VHS tape which they’ve never seen before. They watch it. It is then revealed that main actor just connived with Asian friend and together they formed the prank about the former winning to try and test how their other friends would react if they thought he had an extra million to spare. It was all a joke. But them killing their friends weren’t. End.

While that might not be the most interesting movie to you, it really had been a favorite of mine to watch whenever I would catch it playing on cable. And now that I’m older, I would love to watch it again for old times’ sake. But sadly, I didn’t really know about channel guides before, and the internet for me back then was just a place for getting Westlife fanfics (RIGHT ON!)… yeah.

So to anyone who has seen this or is familiar with the story, I would forever be grateful if you could answer my only question: What the F is it’s title? :-)