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I am not a big fan of the sun. I used to be. I used to stay under the sun while hanging out in the beach until I’m scorched black. But ever since I’ve developed a nocturnal characteristic and lost time to be athletic and such, the sun just doesn’t seem to like me anymore.

Today, for the first time after a long time, I went out at high noon! Bad bad bad idea to go out without an umbrella, even with sunblock I can feel my skin sizzle… ick. I will never set foot outside again at high noon, even if you offer me a million bucks…

wait a million bucks? hmmm on second thought…

Tell me, what’s the difference between BPI bank accounts and BPI family accounts? Aside from having the title “family”. I don’t seem to get it, I went to the bank today, a BPI family bank branch and they rejected my deposit request because the account I was depositing to was a BPI account. I was like WTF? It’s almost 3PM, the sun is scorching hot and I went to your bank for nothing? Arrrghhhh

Some have been asking me where joiz.be went to and so here is the long story of how my domain made a magical disappearing act.

Joiz.be disappearance started at the night of December 28. Hosting problem? Unpaid dues? Hacked? Joiz’s mood swings?

No the problem wasn’t my hosting. My hosting has been very kind to me during the holidays, no big downtimes whatsoever. I wasn’t hacked either (who hacks personal blogs?). It’s the holidays and although I am tired from all the holiday fuzz, I was not having major mood swings that would make me delete everything I’ve made on my website. So what caused the hullabaloo? The domain name itself.

It was supposed to be renewed before December 27. The domain name has been sponsored just before the date (thankfully since I had PayPal problems) and I thought everything was cleared and clean about the renewal. It went down on December 28, I thought it was just a minor hosting downtime. So come December 29 morning, the website was still down, I got worried.

Hahahaha… I’m feeling a bit irate today so …. let’s talk gutter without the cursing.

1) Asar ang mga boyfriend. If they don’t visit you, never call you, forget to send sms to you, greet you when you’re online, send you email, or any type of communication, hindi boyfriend tawag dun. We girls need attention most of the time. If you don’t take care of us, why bother taking care of you? All for love? Pfffft tama na ang panggulo sa buhay. You don’t want to talk, I’m not talking to you either. But don’t expect me to be forever holding my silence. Moving on!

2) Headache maging webmaster. Ang hirap kapag pinaglaanan mo na ng oras ung client mo, nagdedicate ka na ng oras, isinantabi mo na ung isang pending client, tapos in the end, hindi itutuloy ung project ang masakit pa, ibibigay nya sa iba. Haaay how disappointing , I’m actually pissed pero that’s life. Next please!

Never in my whole life did I dream of becoming a teacher. Singing in front of a bar full of drinking people is different from talking in front of a room full of serious people. It’s more intense, more demanding of confidence… it’s creepy.

Today, I had to do just that - twice! I am the temp trainer and I had to conduct a hands on training with the new employees. It felt awkward and thankfully I pulled it off just nicely (I think I did, so shut up :P)

And of course I’m also temporarily the team leader and I held a meeting regarding new policies and stuff like that to my team mates.

Boy oh boy oh boy, do I even look respectable (is there such a term? or am I thinking respectful? anyway)? I was wearing a really cute blouse but I had faded jeans that were ripped on the knees and a really grunged old pair of sneakers. Yeah, imagine your boss or your superior looking like that and you wearing business casual. that’s me
Wicked day this was, I know I’m awake but I think I’m having a nightmare with all these teacher stuff, being on the spot light, head of the conference things happening… Lord, I’d like to wake up now please?

*Flood in Manila

I’m flooded in!!! The thing is, it only rained for an hour and viola! We have an almost-waist-high flood just outside the gate. Fortunately, the water that got in the gate is just above the ankles… But who would want a stinky, disease-bringing, waste polluted, pest infested flood come your way? These photos were taken just a few minutes before I posted this entry.

This is our backyard… It could be mistaken for the amazon river or something closely related to a river…

This is the gurgling gate… It’s gurgling up trash, Not a pretty sight really… Not a pretty smell either.

And this is the view from our terrace, overlooking what’s suppose to be the road. Those are my neighbors and yes, that’s a boat. (raft, whatever)

To top it all off, the sun is already freakin’ out. Damn flood is ruining my mood. I hate Mondays.