Showing posts with label wrathofyeng. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wrathofyeng. Show all posts

Monday, March 9, 2009

they're not maids for nothing...

So my dad brought my screwed up N70 with him in hopes that if the Philippines can't fix it, a Pinoy in another country can! I didn't put much hope on it but what do I know? A Filipino in Al-Khubar or whatever fixed it!

Yesterday my uncle delivered packages from my dad, and amongst the packages is a plastic bag labeled "Giann and Millaine" which contains chocolates for Giann and my phone.

Our very intelligent maid, peeked through it, saw ONLY the chocolates and didn't even bother to check the ENTIRE plastic, concluded that the plastic was just a bunch of chocs for Giann and I, PUT IT IN THE FRIDGE. IN THE FRIGGIN MINUS DEGREE FRIDGE!!!

It so happened that mum was not home yesterday when our maid decided to use her 'brains'. Mum came home past 10 PM, remembered that she has to check if my phone's really working well now, looked for the plastic with my name on it, realised it was put in the fridge since 2 PM, and prolly threw wrath at the maid.

I want to say "poor maid" but screw her for screwing my phone even more! It was worse than Giann putting it in his mouth. At least Giann's mouth isn't ice cold! And she's not as cute as Giann so I can't forgive her!!!

ARGH.

xoxo

Sunday, March 8, 2009

sumbungera

One thing about me is that when I'm mad, I show it. I don't go fake my emotions, force a smile and act as if I'm fine just to make people happy or to show 'respect.'

Also, we get what we give. People who don't show 'respect' don't deserve to be respected.

Other people may deem you as 'okay' or very modest or whatever. But I know better.


I am not going to change for you. ESPECIALLY not for you.


P.S. Thank God for Pau. :)

xoxo

Saturday, December 13, 2008

as if

I overheard Pau's mum and Giann's maid talking about me - about the way I raise Giann and how they think I'm not raising him the right way because 1. I spoil him too much and 2. because Giann's super clingy to me, there are times when he doesn't want to come near anyone but me. Like I'm his mother of course he'd be clingy to me! Well, I am sorry your children aren't as sweet as my son, I think that's your friggin problem not mine.

It wasn't the first time I heard them talking about me and yeah I hate it. I hate that they won't tell it to my face so I can snap back at them! When I heard them awhile ago, I walked up to them, they stopped talking and I cannot tell you how much I wanted to say, "and what were you saying?" But I didn't want to do it without Pau's blessings. So later I'm going to ask Pau if I can actually fight back when the pakialameras have lots to say about me.

No one can teach anyone how to be a good mother. Not even my own mother dare cross that line. I am my own person, woman and mother.

Also, let Giann be a baby. Just because he's going to be a kuya soon doesn't mean he can't be clingy to me, and whingy. And for one, THAT IS MY PROBLEM, not yours, so screw you.

xoxo

Sunday, November 16, 2008

stupid Friendster

So they've been on maintenance for like forever. It wouldn't have bothered me if only I'm not waiting for someone's message! Today I log on it, only to realise that I am NOT friends with my husband. Like we've been friends for 10 years, married for almost 2 years, we see each other every single day, and sleep together too, and oh he also happens to be the father of my children! But Friendster decided that we shouldn't be friends and prolly deleted us from each other's friends' lists.


And I actually don't know who the hell is that Alison (the one who's supposedly serve us our 'connection')

Good job Friendster!

xoxo

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

open letter

Dear Messrs. Policemen (Capt. Gabad and someone else as low as him of the Mobile Division of WPD along U.N. Avenue Manila):

If only you know how benevolent Pau is, you’d die in shame. Or wish that the earth would just swallow you whole so you won’t have to live with yourselves - with your corrupt, weak, asshole selves.

If only you know that not Pau nor Mac nor Mcnaire nor Bing do anything illegal except play WoW until the wee hours (in the normal world, everything in excess is bad, ergo to a certain degree, illegal), you’d stab yourselves and ten of your kin to death.

If only you know that Pau has never seen a real gun in his entire 23 years of living, much more own/use/hold one, you’d put your feet in your mouths.

If only you know that that fucking unlicensed gun under the driver seat of Pau’s car is REALLY to his irresponsible, drunkard uncle and was just unintentionally (because he was too drunk to remember) left at Pau’s car one time when he borrowed it because his own car was coding, you’d wish you were never born.

If only you’ve felt how scared and vulnerable and weak Pau was, or how Mcnaire tried to stop the tears from falling, or how Mac was just trying to be cool but was panicking, or how Bing was trembling…

If only you’ve seen Pau’s mum the time you were threatening her over the phone… She could barely hold herself up and was shaking uncontrollably.

If only you’ve felt my pain – for Pau and for Giann.

But really, thank God for corrupt assholes like you. If it was any different, Pau and our friends would have spent the next 8 years behind bars.

Screw Tito Allan and his carelessness.

But screw you more Messrs. Policemen, may you die a terrible death.

thankyouverymuch.


Wednesday, April 9, 2008

because i'm the eternal sunshine girl...

I am thankful for my job.

Because now, I have a special reason to love the weekends MORE! ;)

BUT...

IT IS SO FRIGGIN TIRING OMG!!!

There I feel much better.

P.S. PMS is not helping any.

Friday, April 4, 2008

for yesterday

Happy happy 24th birthday Ingolok!!! :D

Love,
your fellow nguyamyams! :P

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You're NOT a mother. (unfortunately for you)

You're not living MY life.

You will NEVER ever come close. 'Nuff said.

You have NO idea.

So SHUT THE FUCK UP.

thankyouverymuch. :)

Unless you're someone I love and care about, your thoughts don't count. So don't bother. Save yourself the stress. Nobody wants to hear idiot. :)


Friday, February 22, 2008

i was like, "wtf is your friggin problem?"

SCENARIO

After dinner, I went inside the room before Pau.

After good 3 minutes, he followed, looked at his monitor and was all irate. "Sabi ko sayo ayusin mo ako eh!" (pertaining to his WoW character)

So I was confused, "ay sorry. Hindi ko alam. Anong ayusin?"

Him: "db sinabi ko sayo, dalin mo ko sa kanila?!" (to the other characters)

Me: *annoyed* "Hindi ko narinig na sinabi mo yun!"

Him: "kahit na, nakita mo na nga na nakatayo lang ako dito at walang ginagawa!" (ako being his character)

I was like D-U-H. I was only three minutes ahead of you! Does that make that MUCH difference? If any, at all. AND FOR ONE, THAT’S JUST ONE FUCKING GAME FUCKING US BOTH. thankyouverymuch.

And then now he’s like really annoyed at me. Like wow, is it *THAT* important to be that mad? IS IT EVEN FRIGGIN IMPORTANT? I-FUCKING-THINK-FUCKING-NOT.

Yes, this is one of those rare times you’d hear (read) me swear. Because I swear to all that is holy, Pau’s just beyond… reason.

Good night.

Note to self: Blog Rage is not healthy and thus, must be avoided. So I'm sorry beautiful blog, I will try my best to not let this happen again.