i've been meaning to blog the past few days but i never felt like i was actually ready to. everything seems to be a blur and i don't seem to have the right words to express what i've been currently feeling, and for me, when that's the case, it's always better to hold it in than to say seemingly sensible yet senseless things.
i've come to know so many things about myself in the course of, hmm, about 20 days, i guess. i've realized many answers to long standing questions, yet a few new questions have also sprung up and are looking to replace the long standing ones.
i've been using the words "sh*t" and "f*ck"a lot more often, and by my expressions you can tell the current state of my life. before it was "oh my gosh", then it was "shocks" and then "shizz", followed by "damn" and "gawd", and now those two.
of all the things i've come to realize the past few days, it's this that i'm most proud of that i realized and, in a manner of speaking, accepted.
the one effin word to describe me:
repressed
sad. yet liberating. in a controlled, held back, weird sort of way.
Tuesday, December 16, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
offline post number 2
[water] pressure
december 8, 2008
3:10am
it's 3am and i am still awake (and anticipating the premiere of nancy drew on HBO, wow), and although this is not something new to me (being awake in the wee hours of the morning), this time is the first time that being awake at this hour has meant so much more than just wasting precious hours of much needed sleep and unnecessarily contributing to the ever rising electric bill.
since i have been harvesting ill feelings towards my mom, i know she has been keeping some for me as well, and that is one of my theories as to why i was locked out of the house. that or someone absent-mindedly locked the front door, or they weren't informed that i had not yet gotten home, or because i had stayed out too late than i had informed my dad so they thought i slept over at dee's. whichever one it is, i was locked out.
fortunately for me, my family lives in a compound - there are two other families with different set of locks who i can crash with in case of these *ahem* unfortunate circumstances. (nancy drew's on now.)
so anyway, my grandmother was still up watching princess diaries 2, so i crashed with her (this was at 12:30am-ish). after setting me up with a pillow and a blanket, and other grandmotherly things, she retired to bed, and i to watching zorro. (hey i had a venti dark cherry mocha, remember?)
anyway, as zorro was wrapping up and killing captain love, something suddenly swooshed (not very accurate a sound but something like it) in the bathroom. well, of course i checked it out. and of course it was a connection to a main valve gone wrong. no, not a circuit valve, a MAIN valve. so no, i had no way of turning off the water supply but by through the meter itself.
of course i had no idea where it was.
so i went to wake my grandparents. i mean, what else could i do? the bathroom might get flooded and i had no idea how to stop the thing. so lolo came down to see what was up. so i told him to tell me what to do and i'd take care of it. lolo's been kinda weak these past few weeks/months/years, so i didn't want him to stress himself out. so imagine how effin worried i was when i heard a thump at the top of the stairs. lolo tripped as he was hurrying upstairs to get the flashlight and some pliers. he was breathing really heavily and gasping for air when we entered their room (i seriously wanted to cry). anyway, he told me (with much effort) that the water meter was found outside. so outside i went.
well, not outside enough. lola came down and asked if i found it, but apparently i had to get out of the house - as in out of the gate - to get to the water meter.
long (dramatic) story short, i got out, flashlight and pliers in hand, turned off the meter, and, in a manner of speaking, saved the day.
i was drenched to my bones (yes, i did try and remedy the thing but i am no plumber and my efforts were futile) but i was really really happy. Even i was ultimately scared that something may have happened to my grandfather. but a few minutes after the thing he went down and checked if i had successfully located the thing and if i had in fact turned the meter off.
i was glad that I got locked out, and glad of my poor sleeping habits, and even of staying out too late and breaking a promise of going home at 10pm.
Hm.
Well, goodnight.
december 8, 2008
3:10am
it's 3am and i am still awake (and anticipating the premiere of nancy drew on HBO, wow), and although this is not something new to me (being awake in the wee hours of the morning), this time is the first time that being awake at this hour has meant so much more than just wasting precious hours of much needed sleep and unnecessarily contributing to the ever rising electric bill.
since i have been harvesting ill feelings towards my mom, i know she has been keeping some for me as well, and that is one of my theories as to why i was locked out of the house. that or someone absent-mindedly locked the front door, or they weren't informed that i had not yet gotten home, or because i had stayed out too late than i had informed my dad so they thought i slept over at dee's. whichever one it is, i was locked out.
fortunately for me, my family lives in a compound - there are two other families with different set of locks who i can crash with in case of these *ahem* unfortunate circumstances. (nancy drew's on now.)
so anyway, my grandmother was still up watching princess diaries 2, so i crashed with her (this was at 12:30am-ish). after setting me up with a pillow and a blanket, and other grandmotherly things, she retired to bed, and i to watching zorro. (hey i had a venti dark cherry mocha, remember?)
anyway, as zorro was wrapping up and killing captain love, something suddenly swooshed (not very accurate a sound but something like it) in the bathroom. well, of course i checked it out. and of course it was a connection to a main valve gone wrong. no, not a circuit valve, a MAIN valve. so no, i had no way of turning off the water supply but by through the meter itself.
of course i had no idea where it was.
so i went to wake my grandparents. i mean, what else could i do? the bathroom might get flooded and i had no idea how to stop the thing. so lolo came down to see what was up. so i told him to tell me what to do and i'd take care of it. lolo's been kinda weak these past few weeks/months/years, so i didn't want him to stress himself out. so imagine how effin worried i was when i heard a thump at the top of the stairs. lolo tripped as he was hurrying upstairs to get the flashlight and some pliers. he was breathing really heavily and gasping for air when we entered their room (i seriously wanted to cry). anyway, he told me (with much effort) that the water meter was found outside. so outside i went.
well, not outside enough. lola came down and asked if i found it, but apparently i had to get out of the house - as in out of the gate - to get to the water meter.
long (dramatic) story short, i got out, flashlight and pliers in hand, turned off the meter, and, in a manner of speaking, saved the day.
i was drenched to my bones (yes, i did try and remedy the thing but i am no plumber and my efforts were futile) but i was really really happy. Even i was ultimately scared that something may have happened to my grandfather. but a few minutes after the thing he went down and checked if i had successfully located the thing and if i had in fact turned the meter off.
i was glad that I got locked out, and glad of my poor sleeping habits, and even of staying out too late and breaking a promise of going home at 10pm.
Hm.
Well, goodnight.
offline post number 1
another starbucks night
december 7, 20089:25pm
unfortunately for me, and my current "broken state", i am unable to afford wireless internet access while staying once more at one of my favorite people watching places in the world (starbucks!!!) so i'm doing this offline and am going to copy-paste the entire thing on my blog when i get home.
dee said she needed company while cramming for some office things she needed for tomorrow (haha) so, being the good friend that i am, here i am people watching once more while dee crams and i shamelessly waste away what precious time i have.
i do have things to cram as well, like a certain video presentation i have been putting off since i started it, perhaps due to my ever present procrastination skills, or due to some repressed hatred-slash-mixed-emotions i have towards my mom, which i guess makes me feel like i'm getting some revenge for putting it off, although i'm well aware i'm only cheating myself, and in a few days time i'd be slaving to finish this in time.
anyway.
so, its the same thing again. although its a different starbucks, the lines are five times as long, the noise ten times as loud (throw in like fifteen kids running around, one toddler bawling his head off) and the place three times as crowded.
geez. since when did this coffee shop turn into a family place-slash-play place?
oh, the planners!
dee completed the sixteen stickers tonight so i got my Christmas gift 18 days early. its a nice planner, contrary to all the bad things i've heard about it. it's not bad at all, and i honestly really like it. (thanks dee, my 2009 will now be a bit more organized, thanks to you!)
anyway, one dude was holding two planners as he left the counter. that's amazing. not the planners, but the amount of coffee he had to consume to get those two at the same time. i mean, it took dee and me, what, like a month? to complete the number of stickers required. and that was with combined efforts so we don't get caffeine overdose and twitch our way through the day. anyway, my bet is that planner guy got two for him and his girlfriend - they're now sitting across each other eyeing each other like all starbucks couples do.
speaking of couples, there's one right behind me who seem to think that starbucks is one of those places you go to when people tell you to go get a room.
geeeez.
they got two tall (meaning SMALL) cups of coffee (with the corresponding stickers on their promo cards, of course) and are now PDA-ing behind me. thank goodness i am a good distance away from them so as not to hear them mumbling in each others' ears.
blech.
speaking of starbucks coffee sizes. my sisters trina and nikki had a good laugh with me as we watched the trailer/behind the scenes of sean william scott and paul rudd's new movie.
ok wait. there is so much flirting going on. this is something new! usually it's the over eager college kids doing the flirting with each other but tonight it's kind of different. some over eager almost-not-yuppies-anymore dudes just came up to a table of almost-not-yuppies-anymore chicks and if looks could peel off clothes then by gawd they'd all be naked by now.
ohohoho starbucks is a gold mine of fresh new ideas for some people's over active imaginations. ahem ahem. i'm honestly thinking about renaming my blog something like "starbucks chronicles" or "starbucks diaries" or something of the sort. seriously, i could write an entire book about these things i see here. (and maybe i will haha. *wink*)
anyway, on to beverage sizes. in the movie "role models", paul rudd openly 'criticized' the names of the sizes of the beverages in coffee shops. and when you really think about it, it is funny. i mean, since when was tall small, grande medium and venti large? i mean, SML do the job pretty well, no immediate need to change them into confusing new names.
but that doesn't really bother me as much, so no harm. just pretty funny :P
okay, the coffee maker seems to be broken, and its making a bit too much noise for my taste, and the lines are pretty much as long as they were almost an hour ago (it is now 10:17pm). vicky (who came to join us) actually just had to forego getting a drink or anything to eat, because at the rate things are going she'd be wasting about fifteen minutes standing in line, ten waiting for her drink, and five more if the "people in line to number of drinks ratio" is more than 1:2. and she's cramming for something for school (engineering course) so wasting about half an hour is not exactly an option.
there's just too many people in this particular starbucks (haven't even mentioned the people outside, and the hot dude 10 o'clock of me, which i've been checking out the past 45minutes by cocking my head to the side and faking a thinking face). not a problem for me though, i enjoy being in the midst of all this.
anyway, i've wasted too much space, and now i need to get to the whole point of my entry before this turns out to be a senseless kind of blog, which i don't want it too, because i'm a little bit more than the usual gossip.
but before that i just need to mention that the line is now so long that it's almost gone beyond the main doors.
so. as i was saying.
in my past, what, 2? visits to starbucks, i've come to realize quite a few things about this place. aside from discovering that hanging out here actually stimulates my writing skills and that the most probable reason people come here is because it is "cool", i have also come to know that:
the coffee at this particular branch must be THAT good.
10:57pm
p.s.
vicky got around to buying her drink at exactly 11:09 pm. around that time the lines started to evaporate, perhaps due to curfews of those aged 12 and below. she got her drink at 11:11pm
at 11:12pm, for the first time in the past two hours, the cashier was clear and it belonged to the baristas once more.
"wow, peaceful." - vicky, 11:14pm
11:15pm - the line was forming again.
december 7, 20089:25pm
unfortunately for me, and my current "broken state", i am unable to afford wireless internet access while staying once more at one of my favorite people watching places in the world (starbucks!!!) so i'm doing this offline and am going to copy-paste the entire thing on my blog when i get home.
dee said she needed company while cramming for some office things she needed for tomorrow (haha) so, being the good friend that i am, here i am people watching once more while dee crams and i shamelessly waste away what precious time i have.
i do have things to cram as well, like a certain video presentation i have been putting off since i started it, perhaps due to my ever present procrastination skills, or due to some repressed hatred-slash-mixed-emotions i have towards my mom, which i guess makes me feel like i'm getting some revenge for putting it off, although i'm well aware i'm only cheating myself, and in a few days time i'd be slaving to finish this in time.
anyway.
so, its the same thing again. although its a different starbucks, the lines are five times as long, the noise ten times as loud (throw in like fifteen kids running around, one toddler bawling his head off) and the place three times as crowded.
geez. since when did this coffee shop turn into a family place-slash-play place?
oh, the planners!
dee completed the sixteen stickers tonight so i got my Christmas gift 18 days early. its a nice planner, contrary to all the bad things i've heard about it. it's not bad at all, and i honestly really like it. (thanks dee, my 2009 will now be a bit more organized, thanks to you!)
anyway, one dude was holding two planners as he left the counter. that's amazing. not the planners, but the amount of coffee he had to consume to get those two at the same time. i mean, it took dee and me, what, like a month? to complete the number of stickers required. and that was with combined efforts so we don't get caffeine overdose and twitch our way through the day. anyway, my bet is that planner guy got two for him and his girlfriend - they're now sitting across each other eyeing each other like all starbucks couples do.
speaking of couples, there's one right behind me who seem to think that starbucks is one of those places you go to when people tell you to go get a room.
geeeez.
they got two tall (meaning SMALL) cups of coffee (with the corresponding stickers on their promo cards, of course) and are now PDA-ing behind me. thank goodness i am a good distance away from them so as not to hear them mumbling in each others' ears.
blech.
speaking of starbucks coffee sizes. my sisters trina and nikki had a good laugh with me as we watched the trailer/behind the scenes of sean william scott and paul rudd's new movie.
ok wait. there is so much flirting going on. this is something new! usually it's the over eager college kids doing the flirting with each other but tonight it's kind of different. some over eager almost-not-yuppies-anymore dudes just came up to a table of almost-not-yuppies-anymore chicks and if looks could peel off clothes then by gawd they'd all be naked by now.
ohohoho starbucks is a gold mine of fresh new ideas for some people's over active imaginations. ahem ahem. i'm honestly thinking about renaming my blog something like "starbucks chronicles" or "starbucks diaries" or something of the sort. seriously, i could write an entire book about these things i see here. (and maybe i will haha. *wink*)
anyway, on to beverage sizes. in the movie "role models", paul rudd openly 'criticized' the names of the sizes of the beverages in coffee shops. and when you really think about it, it is funny. i mean, since when was tall small, grande medium and venti large? i mean, SML do the job pretty well, no immediate need to change them into confusing new names.
but that doesn't really bother me as much, so no harm. just pretty funny :P
okay, the coffee maker seems to be broken, and its making a bit too much noise for my taste, and the lines are pretty much as long as they were almost an hour ago (it is now 10:17pm). vicky (who came to join us) actually just had to forego getting a drink or anything to eat, because at the rate things are going she'd be wasting about fifteen minutes standing in line, ten waiting for her drink, and five more if the "people in line to number of drinks ratio" is more than 1:2. and she's cramming for something for school (engineering course) so wasting about half an hour is not exactly an option.
there's just too many people in this particular starbucks (haven't even mentioned the people outside, and the hot dude 10 o'clock of me, which i've been checking out the past 45minutes by cocking my head to the side and faking a thinking face). not a problem for me though, i enjoy being in the midst of all this.
anyway, i've wasted too much space, and now i need to get to the whole point of my entry before this turns out to be a senseless kind of blog, which i don't want it too, because i'm a little bit more than the usual gossip.
but before that i just need to mention that the line is now so long that it's almost gone beyond the main doors.
so. as i was saying.
in my past, what, 2? visits to starbucks, i've come to realize quite a few things about this place. aside from discovering that hanging out here actually stimulates my writing skills and that the most probable reason people come here is because it is "cool", i have also come to know that:
- starbucks is a good after date place. obviously after dinner and a movie, or after drinking and dancing, or after whatever way the night was spent, couples tend to go to starbucks for a nice cup of coffee to unwind. or to release pent up sexual tension to end the night safely and not get in a bad mood for the next nine months.
- parents really are training their kids to conform. after shopping, or after dinner or a recital or after whatever family activity they've just been to, they go to starbucks to have coffee. so what if the kids are aged five, three and six months?
- lines become bearable at starbucks. when you're in line to get your driver's license or even when you're in line at the department store during Christmas rush, you endlessly complain about how it freaking takes forever before your turn. so far no one's complained about the lines here, even if they've been standing the past half hour waiting their turn.
- not only lines are bearable here. also the lack of seats and the disgusting public restroom is fine with everyone. i left my seat just to pee (dee got me a VENTI and i have a particularly small bladder thank you) and can i just say shit-what-the-hell-don't-these-self-proclaimed-socialites-know-how-to-use-the-bathroom??? and no five people mind sharing a table with a foot-and-a-half diameter.
the coffee at this particular branch must be THAT good.
10:57pm
p.s.
vicky got around to buying her drink at exactly 11:09 pm. around that time the lines started to evaporate, perhaps due to curfews of those aged 12 and below. she got her drink at 11:11pm
at 11:12pm, for the first time in the past two hours, the cashier was clear and it belonged to the baristas once more.
"wow, peaceful." - vicky, 11:14pm
11:15pm - the line was forming again.
Saturday, December 6, 2008
on trying to conquer the world and becoming the next big thing in three steps
i have big dreams. sometimes they seem too big, and recently i think they're growing out of proportion, owing to the fact that i am currently not being very successful in making them come to life in the near future.
i am currently a statistic on the unemployed bracket of the country. i only just graduated, and though some (or most) of my employed friends are being very supportive by saying "take a few gap months and use the small window of opportunity to bum around", i still feel really useless - and so far away from my humongous dreams - while i don't have a job.
i've been telling some people these past few days that i am hell bent on taking over the world. starting with our semi-useless organization which i want to steal the presidency of so i can run it and use my (currently unused) time in improving it. it's just such a waste to have a potentially good org not functioning to bring the best to it's members. that's taking over the world part 1 for me. not the world, fine, but at least a bigger part than that of what i'm currently occupying at the moment. well, this is going to take quite some time, as i'm not even attending the christmas party later because i need a costume, money for the entrance fee, and at least 2 people to come with me to support my cause. apparently no one i know is going, so, so much for my plans to steal the presidency via a coup-inspired plot with my army dressed as parols and christmas ornamets.
anyway.
taking over the world part 2 would be to get a job (ok, this will take a while longer, as i'm currently struggling with my extreme superiority complex in accepting the fact that i have to start out as slave girl before i get anywhere in life) and become a super power in the country. as i said, this will take a while.
and part 3, which seems the more plausible one yet i'm sure is not easy at all, is that i will bleed my thoughts on paper, convince someone it's worth something, have them publish it and infect the minds of those who actually buy it.
yes, i want to write a book.
the hard part, though, is that i have no idea what to write, how to start writing and if my current state of mind is apt for that kind of thing. and there's always the question of whether the world needs another nobody trying to be somebody by way of manuscripts.
i never realized how hard it is to try and be the next big thing.
but well, gotta start somewhere.
say hello to soon-to-be slave girl.
i am currently a statistic on the unemployed bracket of the country. i only just graduated, and though some (or most) of my employed friends are being very supportive by saying "take a few gap months and use the small window of opportunity to bum around", i still feel really useless - and so far away from my humongous dreams - while i don't have a job.
i've been telling some people these past few days that i am hell bent on taking over the world. starting with our semi-useless organization which i want to steal the presidency of so i can run it and use my (currently unused) time in improving it. it's just such a waste to have a potentially good org not functioning to bring the best to it's members. that's taking over the world part 1 for me. not the world, fine, but at least a bigger part than that of what i'm currently occupying at the moment. well, this is going to take quite some time, as i'm not even attending the christmas party later because i need a costume, money for the entrance fee, and at least 2 people to come with me to support my cause. apparently no one i know is going, so, so much for my plans to steal the presidency via a coup-inspired plot with my army dressed as parols and christmas ornamets.
anyway.
taking over the world part 2 would be to get a job (ok, this will take a while longer, as i'm currently struggling with my extreme superiority complex in accepting the fact that i have to start out as slave girl before i get anywhere in life) and become a super power in the country. as i said, this will take a while.
and part 3, which seems the more plausible one yet i'm sure is not easy at all, is that i will bleed my thoughts on paper, convince someone it's worth something, have them publish it and infect the minds of those who actually buy it.
yes, i want to write a book.
the hard part, though, is that i have no idea what to write, how to start writing and if my current state of mind is apt for that kind of thing. and there's always the question of whether the world needs another nobody trying to be somebody by way of manuscripts.
i never realized how hard it is to try and be the next big thing.
but well, gotta start somewhere.
say hello to soon-to-be slave girl.
i dream of decadence
dave felt so smart when he came up with this.
we were hanging out at a cafe (no, not starbucks haha) near a hotel last night eating some sort of a dark chocolate fudge cake for dessert when he suddenly blurted out "i dream of decadence".
we both immediately associated his sudden outburst as referring to the usual chocolate decadence cake (which that particular cafe didn't have; not that i'm complaining though, the cake we had was really great), but in about a span of 2 seconds we were both squinting our eyes wondering what that really meant.
apparently decadence means deterioration or moral decay.
"i dream of decadence."
hohoho spot on.
we were hanging out at a cafe (no, not starbucks haha) near a hotel last night eating some sort of a dark chocolate fudge cake for dessert when he suddenly blurted out "i dream of decadence".
we both immediately associated his sudden outburst as referring to the usual chocolate decadence cake (which that particular cafe didn't have; not that i'm complaining though, the cake we had was really great), but in about a span of 2 seconds we were both squinting our eyes wondering what that really meant.
apparently decadence means deterioration or moral decay.
"i dream of decadence."
hohoho spot on.
the continuation of the starbucks thing
dee came to crash last night so i had to shut off the computer and become a decent human being who actually sleeps at night.
lately my biological clock has gone berserk again, and i'd usually get to bed at around 5am. i stay up all night doing whatever things i can think off, from playing snood (which i highly recommend) to editing a video for a family event we have this december. anyway, dee crashed last night so i had to actually try and sleep at night, which kind of worked, since now i am up and blogging before lunchtime (i usually get up past lunch; one time i was up just im time for dinner).
so just to wrap up the whole starbucks thing.
it's funny how people get so drawn in to the idea of starbucks. i mean, there are like around 20 branches in Makati alone (my count, no sources, so try and count them yourself if it seems impossible). and seriously, if you think about it, wherever you are right now, chances are there's one conveniently located near you. that is how ridiculously some people are addicted to the idea of buying a cup of coffee for over a hundred bucks, gulping it down in a cramped interior, trying to look cool and settled so they'd look like they're not doing it to be seen but because it's what they do, really, go to starbucks for coffee with my laptop-slash-mp3 player-slash-posse-slash-entire clan-slash-dog-slash-boyfriend-slash whatever (deep breath).
point is, it's not the coffee or the aroma , or the ambience, or (for those who might be a bit more on the cheesey side) the sense of friendship sharing a good cup of coffee brings (bleh). it's more about the social status, whether we admit it or not.
hey, i never said i was an excemption.
i mean, don't get me wrong, i've had my share of wanting to hang out at starbucks because it's where the cool people at yo. and at some point i did think it was condusive for study, screaming baristas, giggly pre-teens and late blooming adults included.
it's just that at some point, i realized how i was being sucked into the whole bandwagon thing and then i started preferring the smaller (cheaper) coffee shops with free wi-fi and less noise.
still, sitting at starbucks can be pretty amusing.
and their dark cherry mocha frappe is LOVE.
lately my biological clock has gone berserk again, and i'd usually get to bed at around 5am. i stay up all night doing whatever things i can think off, from playing snood (which i highly recommend) to editing a video for a family event we have this december. anyway, dee crashed last night so i had to actually try and sleep at night, which kind of worked, since now i am up and blogging before lunchtime (i usually get up past lunch; one time i was up just im time for dinner).
so just to wrap up the whole starbucks thing.
it's funny how people get so drawn in to the idea of starbucks. i mean, there are like around 20 branches in Makati alone (my count, no sources, so try and count them yourself if it seems impossible). and seriously, if you think about it, wherever you are right now, chances are there's one conveniently located near you. that is how ridiculously some people are addicted to the idea of buying a cup of coffee for over a hundred bucks, gulping it down in a cramped interior, trying to look cool and settled so they'd look like they're not doing it to be seen but because it's what they do, really, go to starbucks for coffee with my laptop-slash-mp3 player-slash-posse-slash-entire clan-slash-dog-slash-boyfriend-slash whatever (deep breath).
point is, it's not the coffee or the aroma , or the ambience, or (for those who might be a bit more on the cheesey side) the sense of friendship sharing a good cup of coffee brings (bleh). it's more about the social status, whether we admit it or not.
hey, i never said i was an excemption.
i mean, don't get me wrong, i've had my share of wanting to hang out at starbucks because it's where the cool people at yo. and at some point i did think it was condusive for study, screaming baristas, giggly pre-teens and late blooming adults included.
it's just that at some point, i realized how i was being sucked into the whole bandwagon thing and then i started preferring the smaller (cheaper) coffee shops with free wi-fi and less noise.
still, sitting at starbucks can be pretty amusing.
and their dark cherry mocha frappe is LOVE.
how educational (sitting at) starbucks can be
i realized, as i was sipping my dark cherry mocha frappe (which is a wonderful addition to the starbucks holiday drinks, although i do miss peppermint mocha), how hanging around at starbucks can be quite educational.
ok, so maybe not really educational. amusing at the very least. still i'd like to classify it as educational because i felt smarter when i left, but you be the judge to what it really is.
i went to have coffee at starbucks earlier tonight while i was waiting for my dad to pick me up. i would usually just take public transpo home but it was later than usual and he was around the area so i asked him to come get me. and also because i promised my best friend dee i'd add one more sticker to her little promo card. she already told me she was planning to give me the planner as her christmas gift, and since what i was getting her was way cheaper, i decided that helping out in getting my present would kind of even the odds.
anyway, while i was sipping away and peeling the price tag off of the book i got dave for christmas, i looked around and realized i was irritated by the barista shouting out the orders.
- one dark cherry mocha frappuchino for boyet -
followed by
- one dark cherry mocha frappuchino, one caramel frappuchino & one java chip frappuchino for jenny -
while everyone in the coffee shop was bustling about doing their business.
one group of probably late twenties to early thirties friends were laughing their heads off really (irritatingly) loudly, a couple near me eyeing each other while sipping their frappes, a group of people who acted like they owned the place (oh, they're baristas, ok, as if that means anything), another two people facing each other but with laptops in between them, and a young mother with her probably 6-year-old daughter (yeah let them get used to caffeine early on in life) waiting for their frappes (yes, they were coffee based, i heard them order).
there were also about 5 people in line all the time. yes, all the time. when one gets his/her order, another one would come in and get in line. the line was there for about ten of the fifteen minutes i waited.
anyway. on to the educational (or whatever) part.
well, most of the people there were there because of the planner. of the planner almost everyone hates. there's not a lot of good reactions to starbucks' 2009 planner probably because it's not as fancy as the previous ones. i don't really care much about it, even if i'm getting one for christmas. i haven't really checked it out, just so there'd still be an element of surprise to it.
ANYWAAAAAY.
(by now i think its obvious i tend to go off course when i talk/write/blog. yeah.)
mostly everyone was there because of the planner. nearly everyone had a sticker book. it's just funny that people who admittedly hate the planner are still getting it (search it up, a lot of people are saying "i hate it but i'm getting it anyway", promise). BUT i'm not generalizing, okay? i know some people actually love it because it's less bulky now, and some people who hate it are starbucks regulars/addicts anyway so they get it and give it away, as is the case of my best friend who openly admitted her smart smart plan.
anyway, my point is that, because of all the hype, and the "cool factor" that has apparently attached itself to the concept of a starbucks planner, people go and get it, even if they think it's ugly and not worth their money, but it's justifiable for one reason or another.
so... i got to thinking about that. why would they do that?
at this point the price tag i was peeling off dave's present was off and i'd put the book back in the bag, if you were wondering, and i was back to sipping my dark cherry mocha frappe and observing people while waiting for my dad.
well, i personally think that the concept of starbucks is not about the coffee. there are other coffee shops who serve good - if not better - coffee. and there's also the cheaper version, if we've forgotten about that. the traditional coffee maker thing plus the whole 3-in-one thing for busier, cost-cutting people. and i don't think it's about the nice ambience either. i mean, come on. do you seriously think that a place bustling with giggly over eager pre-teens has a nice ambience?
so, since it's not about the coffee, and not about the ambience, i therefore conclude that it is about the PLANNER.
hahahaham i'm kidding.
i think it's about the social status that's innevitably associated with being in starbucks.
oops, dad's here.
*to be continued*
ok, so maybe not really educational. amusing at the very least. still i'd like to classify it as educational because i felt smarter when i left, but you be the judge to what it really is.
i went to have coffee at starbucks earlier tonight while i was waiting for my dad to pick me up. i would usually just take public transpo home but it was later than usual and he was around the area so i asked him to come get me. and also because i promised my best friend dee i'd add one more sticker to her little promo card. she already told me she was planning to give me the planner as her christmas gift, and since what i was getting her was way cheaper, i decided that helping out in getting my present would kind of even the odds.
anyway, while i was sipping away and peeling the price tag off of the book i got dave for christmas, i looked around and realized i was irritated by the barista shouting out the orders.
- one dark cherry mocha frappuchino for boyet -
followed by
- one dark cherry mocha frappuchino, one caramel frappuchino & one java chip frappuchino for jenny -
while everyone in the coffee shop was bustling about doing their business.
one group of probably late twenties to early thirties friends were laughing their heads off really (irritatingly) loudly, a couple near me eyeing each other while sipping their frappes, a group of people who acted like they owned the place (oh, they're baristas, ok, as if that means anything), another two people facing each other but with laptops in between them, and a young mother with her probably 6-year-old daughter (yeah let them get used to caffeine early on in life) waiting for their frappes (yes, they were coffee based, i heard them order).
there were also about 5 people in line all the time. yes, all the time. when one gets his/her order, another one would come in and get in line. the line was there for about ten of the fifteen minutes i waited.
anyway. on to the educational (or whatever) part.
well, most of the people there were there because of the planner. of the planner almost everyone hates. there's not a lot of good reactions to starbucks' 2009 planner probably because it's not as fancy as the previous ones. i don't really care much about it, even if i'm getting one for christmas. i haven't really checked it out, just so there'd still be an element of surprise to it.
ANYWAAAAAY.
(by now i think its obvious i tend to go off course when i talk/write/blog. yeah.)
mostly everyone was there because of the planner. nearly everyone had a sticker book. it's just funny that people who admittedly hate the planner are still getting it (search it up, a lot of people are saying "i hate it but i'm getting it anyway", promise). BUT i'm not generalizing, okay? i know some people actually love it because it's less bulky now, and some people who hate it are starbucks regulars/addicts anyway so they get it and give it away, as is the case of my best friend who openly admitted her smart smart plan.
anyway, my point is that, because of all the hype, and the "cool factor" that has apparently attached itself to the concept of a starbucks planner, people go and get it, even if they think it's ugly and not worth their money, but it's justifiable for one reason or another.
so... i got to thinking about that. why would they do that?
at this point the price tag i was peeling off dave's present was off and i'd put the book back in the bag, if you were wondering, and i was back to sipping my dark cherry mocha frappe and observing people while waiting for my dad.
well, i personally think that the concept of starbucks is not about the coffee. there are other coffee shops who serve good - if not better - coffee. and there's also the cheaper version, if we've forgotten about that. the traditional coffee maker thing plus the whole 3-in-one thing for busier, cost-cutting people. and i don't think it's about the nice ambience either. i mean, come on. do you seriously think that a place bustling with giggly over eager pre-teens has a nice ambience?
so, since it's not about the coffee, and not about the ambience, i therefore conclude that it is about the PLANNER.
hahahaham i'm kidding.
i think it's about the social status that's innevitably associated with being in starbucks.
oops, dad's here.
*to be continued*
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