An Experience with a restaurant called “Chelsea”

Wow, I haven’t blogged for a while… A lot has happened since my last blog entry. LOL…

Anyway, last night we had a dinner at a certain restaurant called “Chelsea” located at Serendra in Fort Bonifacio here in Taguig. We really don’t eat out unless there is an occasion or something.

random post.

Well, I should have been sleeping by now… but I said “I’m gonna find my pencil case before I go to sleep” Instead, I found my school supplies. when I was in 2nd year. test papers. stuffs.

one thing in common about the test papers? 95% of all it, I failed the exam. hahaha…. I don’t know if that just shows my boredom and not studying. and such.. (but will contradict that I’m intelligent, of which i never believed.) and there’s this… surge of memories going back… specially when i saw the “P.E.H.M.” notebook. If I’m right. P.E.H.M. means, Physical Education, Health and Music. well, there you go. I remembered writing those notes. (of which i never read) on the school gym. under the hot sun… around, 2-5 pm if i remembered correctly (hey, there’s a consolation. we have a roof), while seating on the floor. and the notebook is also on the floor. (of course, you should have imagine how that was.) and THAT was really REALLY not good for the back… Talk about “Back Physical Education” there. at the same time, contradicts the “Health” part. Maybe PEHM should just be call PEM. you know, Music has something to do with “physical” anyway. (good thing I never had a permanent problem in my spine LOL.)

So much for that, but, before I end my rant at this “PEHM” I also remembered, that this.. “douche bag” (sorry, PEHM teacher, I forgot your name) that he’s always saying that this and that. you know, something like (note: of course, this is exagerrated) “this shtudent on that school paper? he’s my student? now he’s a scholar on *insert name of an overrated college here* bla hbla hb lah blah”

Now I’m thinking… He IS a scholar… but a “varsity” scholar… not that I’m suggesting that varsity lacks in academics… but you know? and he’s always on this “fitting shirts and above the knee shorts” always. and I MEAN always. that adds to the “cannot be trusted” type of persons.

So wherever you are under… this is for you. There’s a large chance that you won’t get to read it… But if you ever did read this. please, do your students a favor and give then chair and table when you’re asking them to take down notes that’s like a “carbon copy” of the book. and if it’s not in you’re control, ask it to the higher ups… i mean, “spinal problems” is not a good thing you know.

How Politics can fuck up things.

Every year….. So much for introduction of this shit.

I’m not really a big fan of religion or feasts, but I’m seeing is just plain crap. our baranggay is celebrating the feast of sto. nino (later) and san sebastian (next sunday) and our feast this week is flocking with politicians. (because of some shady happenings) like our hermana mayor this year is the (dis)honorable congress woman of taguig pateros. (well, that gave it all, where the hell am I located. But that won’t stop me from ranting.) anyway, this night’s show is some sort they called “variety show” that really really look liked a free “night” pass on comedy bars and “meeting de avance-ish” like program. and the streets are also flocking with streamers that has not happened in the past years as I remembered. Streamers of opposing parties… and now I ask myself… WHY? on the past years, this never happened… I never saw ANY streamer and banner of any politicians here. oh well…

geez. that’s really crappy. I hope next year things are not like this anymore. it’s just plain.. shit.

Ang Paghagilap sa Mailap na Kubyertos

Sinadya kong antayin ang ilang araw bago ko isulat ito, para hindi naman puro &%!$^*^$^ ang nilalaman nitong entry ko na ito.

Anyway, napapaisip ako, ano ba ang mali sa “fast food” service dito sa ating bansa… low pay? kaya hindi rin maayos service nila sa ibang tao? or. “malapit na kaming mag sara eh, p…..ina naman yan mga humahabol pa.” (well, ang masasabi ko sa inyo, sorry kayo nasa Gas Station ang branch niyo, at sa gitna pa ng kawalan sa NLEX. well, kung ganun nga ang nasa isip nila.)

Naranasan ko ng masaraduhan ng 7-11, pero ok lang yun. nakakatawa lang ang experience na yun. pero ayaw kang bigyan ng spoon and fork na totoo, pero lahat ng kasama mo, binigyan, eh parang nakakabadtrip yun. first of all, di daw available, pero… teka lang, di naman puno yung establishment ha? halos mabibilang ko daliri ko kung ilang mesa ang okupado, (ngayon ko lang yan naisip.) at malapit ng mag closing dahil pasara na, tinatamad ng mag hugas…. or dahil ba noodles lang ang inorder ko? (pero, si randy alam ko noodles lang din kinain, pero maayos ang kubyertos niya.) buti na lang dinamayan nila ako kina umagahan at nag chopstick lang din sila. LOL.

anyway, naisip ko lang, ano kaya kung self service ang lahat ng fast food dito sa pinas? (i mean sa pagliligpit) ganyan pa rin kaya ang mararanasan ko? I shudder to think.

P.S.

hmm, bago na naman ang admin page, nalilito ako….

a friendly reminder to…

well, I’m pretty sure that you would never read this, but i’ll continue anyway.

Lately, I’m being addicted to chesscube.com I’ve been playing there for weeks now. then there’s this, certain person, (I guess he/she has multiple accounts there) played with me. I have no problems at losing, because I do know that I’m not good at playing chess. But after the game, after I said “GG” (it means good game) he/she says “sorry”

and what the hell does that mean? My first impression of course is he/she is insulting me. then I came back to the lobby, there he goes again. saying sorry. geez. then saying that “My Girlfriend played, not me” to hell I care about that, even I played with God. It doesn’t matter to me. maybe he/she’s thinking that I only played with him/her because he/she said that he/she’s not good at playing chess. I played with him/her because I’m bored. but shoving into my nose, and saying “in my face” that I’m not good at playing chess is insulting. then after that it’s asking me what’s my ASL? geez, more humiliation? no, thanks. want to be friends? no, thanks also. just go somewhere else (e.g. hell, six feet under, inside a coffin)

Oh, I would sound like a lying fool but, If you read this, I’ll give you credit. I never thinked on that game. and thanks for insulting me.

have a cursed life. Good day.

trying to move on

right, maybe. cryptic? not my intention.

well, good things never last forever they say. (emo? hell no.)

what the hell is the meaning of all this? I don’t know either.

amazing how time walks no? i remembered just a year ago, about… err… to those who can relate, if your offended then I’m sorry. I don’t freaking know what really happened back there. Battle of pride? lust? money? interest? within a snap, everything fallback to the stone age for some reason. unfortunately, I also don’t like the idea of “competing” just because of hate. so here am I now. isolated from persons who are [sic]busy? or someone who just take offense of not joining the revolt? (somewhat the attitude of “if your not with us your against us” at least the impression that I’m getting in this brain of mine.)  I don’t know.

Youkoso, Hitori Bocchi.

no title… (again)

so, i’ve been like this. for the past 4-5 years i guess… no direction, nothing. after i dropped out of high school because of boredom. and then, i took some exam called “Accreditation and Equivalency test” i forgot when. what i knew was, if i ever passed that test. i could get myself in to college. although for vocational courses only. that’s how i knew things. luckily i passed it, first i saw my name on a PDF file posted on the website of DepEd. then a few months after, i got my certificate. (the one who endorsed me to the test gave me my so-called “diploma”)

so, ako… sa paniniwalang vocational course lang ako eligible. eh hindi na nagtangkang maginquire kung tatanggapin ba nila ako sa kanilang paaralan… siguro sa takot na rin na mapahiya, ma-turn down, or… baka parang ayoko lang talaga. so i waited for the PEP test. of which i failed. then, may nagsabi sa akin na parang leveling lang siya. err…. everybody says different things. i know both of them are from the department of education. i just don’t know what to believe anymore… oh well papel.

What’s New?

nothing. hahaha. this is not about that state of the blah blah blah. besides i was sleeping that time. it’s much better to rest than to get tired of non-sense speech.

so i suddenly thinked about… “Comedy, what does that word mean?” (bakit diyan napunta? wala lang nakita ko yung commercial ni Giselle Sanchez na talagang nabubwiset ako sa pag mumukha)

so anyway, ang comedy ba ay pagpapahiya ng isang tao? ito ba ay pagtawa sa isang tao na may nangyaring miserable? eto ba ay sa pagiging mahina? etc etc?

so i came up with. in everything in this world, meron yin and yang. the good or bad. so siguro, meron ding “good” comedy, at “bad” comedy. but again, that’s just me.

 

oh SONA? no comment. that won’t feed/teach me anything. nor i would learn anything from it. maybe i’ll get a nervous breakdown or something.

Nostalgic…

sa mga adik sa RPG… sino ba naman ang hindi makakakilala sa litratong ito….

classic!

very nostalgic. tagal ko ng gustong laruin ang Final Fantasy VII (believe me or not, di ko pa siya nalalaro.) so, matagal tagal na rin akong nag huhunting ng mga emulators around, ang came up with nothing. (siguro di lang talaga ko nag hahanap.) then one day, nakita ko yung stat message sa YM nung classmate ko dati nung elementary. something to do with him playing chrono cross. dito nag simula ang lahat. so tinanong ko siya kung emulator ba ang gamit niya. and he says yes. (YAY) so sabi ko “please enlighten me” hahaha.

then i tried my Japanese version of Final Fantasy 8 and Metal Gear Solid Integral at tumakbo naman. so naghanap kagadad ako ng Final Fantasy 7 and 8 (na english) so nakakuha na ko ng 7. so eto na nilalaro ko. at nung inistart ko. err, gives me chills. nakakaexcite. nakakatuwa. nung marinig ko lalo ang “Opening ~ Bombing Mission” one of my most favorite compositions of Nobuo Uematsu and hearing it on a MIDI format. iba ang feeling. ahahaha. dahil first time kong narinig yung tugtog na yun na orchestrated.

so that’s it. mukhang adikan portion na naman ako. ahahahaha.

Food Critque gets Criticized by Me.

Hahahaha, eto ay isang kwento ng isang “food” critque na nakita ko sa Lucban, Quezon Province last May 15, 2008

bakit ko siya na-criticize? kasi for some odd reason, may mali sa kanyang pinag-gagagawa. i don’t know if that’s just plain stupidity. or something. or should i say, misjudgment on his/her part.

ayan ang litrato ni randy, habang nag-aantay sa pila. sinabi ko na, bumalik muna kami sa aming inuupuan dahil medyo “matatagalan” pa bago maubos ang bula sa kanyang bibig. at totoo nga. almost 20 minutes siyang nasa counter. nagrereklamo. bakit daw wala yung ganoong pagkain. at sinabi niya na “taga-broadsheet ako sa manila, at ifefeature namin ang restaurant niyo” ayos, ni hindi alam nung crew kung anu-ano pinagsasabi niya. tinawagan na nung crew yung kanilang manager. (which is late…) then, yun nga. daldal ng daldal. bakit wala daw gravy, kung gusto daw nila eh siya na lang ang gagawa nung gravy blah blah blah. at nagtataka kami… one year na daw nilang pinaplano yun, ano yun one year in the making pero walang coordination? weird.

so, dahil nga sobrang tagal, naisipan na naming tumayo sa inuupuan namin at pumila ulet, at nagbabaka-sakaling tamaan naman ng hiya (kung meron man) si “critic”. ngunit unfortunately parang wala. anyways, nakapag-order na kami (after 30 minutes) then antay ng pagkain. may dumating na crew sa amin at binigyan kami ng plato at tinidor, etong si critic na nasa likod ng aming kinauupan eh nag sasalita na “miss, nauna po kaming umorder sa kanila.” ngunit sa kasamaang palad, malas niya. may order kaming pancit. at napahiya siya doon… sa totoo lang, habang nag anatay ng order di na namin mapigilan ang kakatawa ni randy dahil nga sa pagiging bopols ni critic. isang sentence lang niya ang nakitaan namin ng point the whole time. yung sinabi niya na “Don’t be fooled by the Architecture/Structure of a Restaurant” but still, bopols pa rin siya. sabi nga ni randy, “Di bale sana kung hindi ako taga-media, ok lang eh. hindi ko alam yan. kaso alam ko ang sistema diyan eh, hindi ka susugod ng walang bala” of which, is totoo naman. kaya nga naisip ko rin na baka ginagamit lang niya yung trabaho niya para makapaginarte doon sa store, buti na lamang at “kami” lang ang nagaantay sa pila, of which is naibalik namin sa kanya dahil pinagtatawanan namin siya all-the time sa upuan namin, (of which i think na naririnig nila)

Dagdag pa nga ni randy, nakakatuwang mabasa ang review nun sakali, dahil kasama kami doon. HAHAHA.
sayang lang at wala kaming idea kung anong magazine or broadsheet siya.