This Girl's Life

Here I am, Saturday night with plenty of things to do and places I can go to. But I am working. This is how life has been. Lazy weekdays, hectic weekends. To make matters worse, I had a fever last night. It was a terrible one. Spent the entire night alternately trying to sleep and going to the loo to pee. It wasn't a cold night but I was having chills. I thought I was gonna be well enough this morning to attend class. But alas! I didn't have the energy to stand up and go to class. Hours later, I received a message that I had missed a class with the Chef Gene Gonzales. /wrist Around 2 pm, I woke up again. And decided I will go insane just staying inside the house. So here I am working my butt off even if I am coughing like crazy and making people think I will infect them with AH1N1. This has been my life. Weekdays are spent doing chores and work tasks, blogging, and generally doing online stuff. The past week, I have taken time out from my work and poker routine to spend time with my cousins and I…

Loneliness

These past few weeks have been good ones, but somehow, my smiles are forced and fake. I can't sleep well, and I avoid being alone. Kuya Andrew has noted that even if I do look better, my smiles aren't the same. I thought it must be caused by the heartbreak. I would like so much to blame the loneliness, sadness on him, but that would be unfair. Despite the relative success I've had, and all the wonderful things happening to me and around me, I realize I'm still that broken little girl. I am that girl still waiting to be told that I am worthy, I am wanted, I am loved. No matter how many of my dreams come true I will still need that pat in the back, somebody's approval. Even if I have accepted, let go, and moved on, a part of me will never heal. I feel it now, more than ever. The pain, the sadness, the loneliness. As I slowly achieve my goals, reach the things I have aimed for, I still need to be assured, told over and over again, that I make people happy. I need to find it in myself, within me, my…

Maria Jose on the Cover of Maxim

This Bing hoopla has got me curious so I visited the site and did a vanity search. Presenting Maria Jose on Maxim... I is hot and sexeh, yes? Unfortunately, that's not me. LOL! Obviously! I'm hotter and sexier than that. Ang pumalag pangit. :P There's too many Maria Jose's in the world and I'm glad at least two of us are hawt. On the other hand, 9 out of the top 10 search results for "Ria Jose" yielded links to me, my blogs, or my social networking profiles. YEY TO ME! How's your Bing vanity search going?

Ria and Kevin Part 1

Kevin is a Korean guy who regularly plays at the poker room. One night... Kevin: Introduce me to Filipina girlfriend. Ria: If introduce to Filipina girlfriend, you introduce me to Korean boyfriend? Kevin: YES! Ria introduces Kevin to all the single dealers, chip runners, and receptionists in the room. Ria: Who you like? Kevin: Nobody. Everybody pangit! Ikaw PANGIT! (annoyed) RAWRRR!

From 38 to 29

This is another vanity post. KTHNXBAI! People have been giving me great comments on my new look. My new haircut and recent hospitalization plus some new items in my wardrobe has made more people notice how much weight I have lost. People (mga bolero) have been telling me I look younger even if I just celebrated my birthday. My cousin, my Ninang, and my new Diyosa body at a Davao dorm I am very much basking in the glow of these comments as I have been overweight since I was nine years old. Before that I was a skinny kid. Ever since I was in grade three, I have been mocked for being fat. The fact that I don't have a bubbly personality, and I am quite a competitive girl, didn't really earn me a lot of socialization points. In high school and college, although I have mellowed a bit, I didn't have much of a lovelife. I learned how to cook in college, and I my condo was surrounded by fastfood chains and restaurants which led me to gain so much weight that at my fattest I had a 38 (YUS! 38!) waistline, and weighed almost 150 lbs. The…