Monday, August 04, 2003
Watched "Down with love" for the second time. And not because I wanted to... but because we were outnumbered. Nocturnal T, Giles, and Giff chose the movie over a party.
Oh well, any excuse to eat the corndog... complete with mayonnaise, mustard and ketchup. Mmmm...
On a side note, it's the only movie that I watched twice in Greenbelt. Kaya ito na ang pinakamagastos na movie ever for me. I know I watched LOTR 1 thrice (but one was sponsored by Globe).
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But we did get to the party after. A PR girl managed to sneak us in with her stamp pad, barely. Haha, felt so like in the movies when she made sure we were in a dark alley (actually it wasn’t an alley, it was just somewhere between the side of a building and a truck) before she stamped our hands with two square thingies.
The moment we stepped into the place, I felt I was fish in an aquarium, except there was no water, only smoke. And in my naiveté I thought it was the effect of smoke generators (see, how stupid can I get?).
While we were there, I kept thinking on how long I’d spend on the shower to wash off the smell from my hair (and if my mom can tell). That I also have to thoroughly wash my face when I get home or zits will reside on my face for days. I was also calculating how many parties like this I’d have to attend before I eventually die of lung cancer because of second-hand smoking.
After I eradicated my prissiness, I began to scan the crowd, looking for some gorgeous guys who I can sexually harass when they’re not looking. But when it really comes down to it, I’d have to bow down to J. Shit, I was so envious when he touched a guy with muscles and tattoos who passed in front of us. I wanted to do that! Oh well… It’s my first time, so I guess I’m excused for being a coward.
I’ve learned from this event that I should never trust my judgment when there’s mile-thick of smoke between me and the guy I’m perusing. Tendencies are, they’d look cuter than they actually are.
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Methinks the late nights, constant eating of sweets, cold water drinking, and the direct blast of aircon everyday is catching up on me.
I’m feeling a little under the weather for days. I have a terrible cold and cough.
I am temporarily partially deaf. Must resume Vitamin C intakes.
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I have to whine about this telephone call…
PR person: Will our press release be out on Sunday?
Me: Ma’am, I don’t know. Check the papers on Sunday.
PR: Nalay-out na ba? (Said in a very arrogant voice)
Me: We finish our pages two days in advance.
PR: So did you place our PR?
Me: I don’t know. (Irritated already). Check the papers on Sunday.
PR: Na lay-out na ba? Kasi ipinakausap ko yan ke… (names a person who have a top position in the company)… Akala ko kasi kung sa ____ (states the position of the person again) idadaan ilalabas eh… Nalay-out na ba? (in a tone that says, "even if you have, you have to squeeze in our release.)
Me: Naprint na po yung Sunday, tingnan niyo na lang kung nandun yung sa inyo.
My first PR professor may not be perfect, but at least he taught us some useful PR etiquette:
1. You never ask the paper when will your press release come out. It’s your job to find out.
2. PR is for free, so you don’t complain about the space given to you by the paper.
3. Be polite.
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Here’s the gang on our reunion…
*For visitors from
celestial gaze's site, she's the girl wearing the beret... Yeah, that's her.
It depresses me to think that we used to have all the time in the world to be together before, but now, we have to plan everything out months ahead before something like this happen.
The weather, the coup, the snatchers and the working scheds always get on the way.
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