We went to Greenhills today to buy baking stuff for my sister in Gourdos, it's just me, my sister and my dad. We went bonding, strolling and then bought a new phone, my dad decided to give my Ahco a new phone (ofcourse with N95 to be swapped).

Then we decided to go to Lolo Domeng's house (my Angkong's brother) since where near the area (Horseshoe, San Juan). Buzzed in, then came the mananahis (garments was Lolo Domeng's business) to open the gate, while asking: "Sinu yan ha?" (joking around kasi it's been awhile since we last went there, siguro mga 5 years old pa lang ako). As we enter the house, I am a bit nervous of what to see, hear, whatever, basta I'm nervous. Lolo Domeng was showing some guy out when went arrived, we blessed him (nagmano kami), then he asked us to sit. 

Lolo: "Anak mo na ba yan Boy?" (pertaining to my dad)
Dad: "Oo, yan na sila."
Lolo: "Ba ang la- laki na ah! Graduate na?"
Dad: "Eto pa lang isa, Fine Arts, yung isa HRM."
Lolo: "Oh, buti nakapagpatapos kana. Nandito daddy mo kanina, hindi kayo nag- abot sayang."

Well, I know that my dad and my Angkong (his dad) never had this son- dad relationship or they have a love- hate realationship, or something, I just know that my dad, don't want us to ask anything from the Chan Family, don't want any help, what so ever. I knew that before, he wanted to prove his father that he can live without being a Chan and being chinese.

But then came this problems about Ahma and Ahco, *sigh* and maybe me (having without a job, still). All will still be down to being family and they want to help, that we need each other. 

Well, I guess I'm happy that my dad did what he did, because look us (his children, independent, not a bratty chinese that most people perceive about us, we know what are our priorities).

Lola Jacinta (Lao- Chan, my great- grandma, wife of Chan Peng Hong) went down. I saw her for the first time (I think). She's now 90 years old and still walking, climbing stairs and doing stuff normally, but in a slowmo.  She can't talk straight because she recently gone under a stroke because of my Uncle Oland (her favorite apo).

Dad and Lolo Domeng continued talking about politicians, and things about lagay/ kotong and how the government system is getting worse. Then Lola Precy (Lolo Domeng's wife) join the conversation. They were talking about millions na hinihingi ng mga politiko for a lagay para sa building permits, etc. Conversation went on and on, about my Ahma, business, employees, and other stuff.

I saw Chan Peng Hong (atleast in his picture in the altar) in which I remember asking dad, "Where's Peng Hong's altar image?" (Peng Hong was the original Charlie Chan). The altar image was caught in the fire in their house in Blumentritt.


Just got Home: H&M Black button up shirt with pull up sleeves,
Khaki Bubble knee high shorts (my Shobe's), Studded belt from HK

I remember having glads during my elementary days. I wonder where it is now. It was sort of looking weary and old, color brown. I used to wear it during our practices for our plays in school.

I miss having it like right NOW! I saw two people passing by me at Serendra wearing glads.



I will wear something like this for my and my aunt's trip to our house in Baliuag, Bulacan tomorrow. (minus the glittered top, just the look)

I thought of writing this entry, to set the record straight and to stop all the questions. First, my friends always tell me not to demand salary for my first job. And the last one who told me that, was Cloyd in an offline PM.

I don't demand from any of the companies I applied (except for Celine), they ask me.

They: How much is your asking salary? (or sometimes I just fill up a blank with how much is my ideal salary)

Better to say that I shouldn't REFUSE what they are offering me, than don't demand. Because I am always at the brink of getting hired and then after we talk about the compensation agreement, I will suddenly refuse the offer and get back to being unemployed.

Because I know my worth, and simply having my father's/ parent's advise about salaries makes it easy for me to justify, why I am worth more than just minimum wage (they even told me that if a company will just pay me Php12 000.00, just stay home, mas malaki pa allownace mo dyan). One of my father's friend recently interviewed a Medical Technician (freshly resigned from her first company, with a wage of Php12 000.00). After the long talk/ interview is over, came the discussion about the salary. She then went out unemployed, (because she was demanding a salary more/ higher than her first job (that's the reason why she left the job in the first place, to get a higher offer) employers now tend to just stay on the level of your first salary, alam nyo naman ang buhay ngayon) because having accepted a first job for Php12 000.00 is a fact that you are a cheap pick nothing more than, because you agreed to work for such an amount while you have your edge and talent, that you know you have, that you know can pass for an internatinal medical firm, but why just work for a Php12 000.00 cheap work. Okay, okay, for experience you mean, better have a freelance job, than being employed and tied up.

I know that salary should compensate the job description, that I would understand--- they are offering me a good job title it should have a good compensation! As it is in accounting, the sheet should be balance, if it's unbalance it will cause loss.

If it's a clerk job I have applied into, I will surely not refuse a Php10 000.00 offer, that's good for me, but I'm not applying for a clerk job.

But I don't know about my friends, it's just me, and I know I can find my dream job and go for it, if the PRICE IS RIGHT.

Klein Sexual Orientation Grid

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I was searching tips on how to monetize your blog, like earn big on blogging and came across this Bisean blog, with entries, well, regarding about bisexuals. Lol, And funny thing that it has an entry about "Irrisistable Bi-men", I can say that most statements are true... okay, everything's true (but I wouldn't know about the bed part).

Bi- men still feels gwapo and wants women, yes, turn their head for them. It feels good when they do that, feeds my ego, and most especially when men finds you good (hot) too.

I was riding the MRT yesterday and a guy stood just nearly across where I was sitting (he's from Annapolis Station), and I noticed his shoes, because it's nice (I know what you are thinking but not that) and then I glanced to what he was wearing with those shoes, all- in- all nice mix. He is kind of good looking, that is, from the view of his back (even thought that he's Chinese). Then when he turned and sat, I knew already that he is not just a metrosexual, lol. I was really trying not to glance at him, but bam! there he was looking and I caught him. I was looking and he caught me too. Lol. Until the end of my MRT trip we took turns in pasulyap- sulyap. He made me uneasy/ restless (exagerated), along the ride, because he's cute.

Showing the right side 


Front view?! Lol, sorry for the face.


Here with the Friendster- style photography, Lol.


Blurred image of me off to work.


Off to (the would be) work at Serendra: 
Giordano Concept's white cotton longsleeves,
Solo black pants

I had the interview and test at 1:30 p.m., B5 of Bonifacio Highstreet for the post, Blog Liaison Officer, but then Ms. Joy offered me the post, Marketing Executive. Maybe because of my perky-ness. I wish I'll do geat tomorrow for my final interview with the big bosses. 

Short entry, I'll go with the details, later.

Got a new- slash- old hair do. It's an updated version of my last hair cut, a better version.

Got the inspiration from my trip to HongKong and the ultimate uber Asian Top Model: Jerry Fu





Here is his pic with a colleague for a photo shoot:



Here's an article about him, during his stay in Singapore:



I'll post an entry with my own hair later.