to be fulfilled - christmas 2012 :)

My mom got into the Christmas spirit early and set up our Christmas tree in the first half of September. Not that there's anything unusual about it since the Yuletide Season in the Philippines starts as soon as the -ber months come around.

And so this year, following my mom's example, I am making a list of my gifts early. Well, gifts for myself, that is. What?! Did I fool you into thinking I was a nice little girl? :P 

look at me! :)

And so here it is: 2 things I'm planning to get for my selfish self this Christmas. (Note: List not final - the author may find more stuff to add to this to-be-fulfilled-by-myself-wishlist.) :)

1. a new Navi Planner
I used to get the Starbucks planner each year since I started working but was introduced to the Navi Planner by my product trainer (at the time) during the end of 2009. Navi, I think, is made with travel-crazy people like me in mind. And I just loved the cover. It's not girly but it's not too formal either.

2. my own personal Embosser/Dry Seal
My roommate once mentioned that a common friend of ours uses his own custom made dry seal to emboss his name on his books with. Being the bibliophile that I am, I thought this was a great idea and wanted one for myself too. I found this good deal at CashCashPinoy yesterday but I was too late. The deal was already sold out. :( I did take note of the company's address and might give them a visit, though.

So there you have it - just a couple of things I've wanted to get for myself but haven't and promise to get myself this Christmas. :)

the number game

I wake up in the morning and I think I'm 28. I read some article about a 28-year old person and I think "oh, we're of the same age!". I get asked my age and I say I'm 28. And THEN, I realize, I'm F-ing 26!

I really don't know where those extra 2 years are coming from. It's happened so often lately and I really don't know why my mind thinks of the number "28" whenever something associated with my age comes up. I mean, don't people usually forget that they've aged and give out the age they were a couple of years back? Isn't that more common?

That just goes to show how slow-paced my life is. Who else subconsciously ADDS years to their age? It's not like I'm 16 and adding a couple of years makes me legal. I feel like the last year of my life has been dragged away and extended to more than its usual length. I feel like me celebrating my 26th birthday was ages ago! (FYI, it was less than 4 months ago.)

By the way, do you realize how far apart the ages 26 and 28 seem to be? 26 feels like you've just gotten out of your early 20s while 28 feels like a headlong rush to the 30s. Just two years apart but oh, such a huge gap. Right now, for some reason, I feel a lot closer to 30 than to 25.

Not that I feel like I'm getting old. On the contrary, I feel like my notion of what's old gets further and further away. You must've felt that once or twice in your life too. Remember how when you were a senior in high school, the freshmen seemed so young? Or how highschoolers seemed like kids once you were in college?

This is just me doing my own equivalent to "thinking out loud". Half a year ago, I was thinking I was 25! I'm out of that early-20's crowd! And now, barely a year later, I feel like I'm about to enter the 30's club. Weird, isn't it? :) I feel like I should post a reminder on my forehead. Something like this:

Right now, I really don't feel like I'm 26. It's like when I remember I'm 26, I think: No way, I can't possibly be that young! And this is ME speaking. The same ME who thought I was getting oh-so old when I turned 20. Anyway, I'm just being redundant, aren't I? I shouldn't really bore you with these mundane thoughts going through my head at the moment. Besides, age is just a number, right? And... doesn't life begin when you're 30? :D

alone with the devil

This is a very interesting book that I've had on my shelf for years but have not finished reading. Written by Dr. Ronald Markham - a forensic psychiatrist, the book talks about some of the famous cases he's handled.

Quoting from the author's introduction of his own book: "I've interviewed mass murderers, serial killers, wife killers, husband killers, child killers... every kind of killer you can imagine. I want you to see and feel what I see and feel when I expose the mind of a murderer. I want you to see and feel their madness too. I want you to experience what it's like to learn that not only is the killer alone with the devil, but that we all are."

I picked this book up from a second hand bookstore ages ago and read parts of it at home. Having a very imaginative mind, I kept picturing the scenes of murder over and over in my head and found myself too scared to sleep. The book haunted me even worse than the most frightening movie. The blood and gore vividly painted in my mind by my traitor-of-a-brain scared me so much that I ended up a sissy and forced my little sister to sleep beside me that night. I slept so close to her then that she probably would've gotten an attack if she were suffering from claustrophobia.

I tried to pick up reading where I left off several times since then but I chickened out each time. I actually made another attempt and pulled it out of my bookshelf earlier today but had to put it back. I figured that the Halloween season is the worst time to read this and scare the hell out of myself. Hmmmm. I wonder when (and IF) I'll ever be able to finish reading this book.

puppy love

Meet my favorite stuffed toy. Isn't he just too cute for words? I've had this cute little puppy for months but I haven't thought of a name for him yet. He's been staying in my room since I got him so he might be getting a bit bored by now. Hmmm. I'd love to take him out with me everywhere I go but he's just too small and I'm afraid I'll lose him! Seriously! He's not even half the size of my hand! (And that's saying something cause I have tiny hands.)

Poor little puppy. Stuck in my bedroom day in and day out. Don't worry, your owner loves you so much and will find a way for you to go out and see the real world. (And hopefully pick a name for you before that happens! :P)

orange haven

My phone's current wallpaper is the lower half of my bedroom's bookshelf. Kaya naman ang saya saya ng aking 'inner geek' kapag tinititigan ko ang phone ko. :P I know, I'm such a nerd. Haha. :)

I'm also posting a picture showing a peek of my bedroom. What do you think? Is my wall color a bit too much? I love it, though. It makes me feel chirpy, happy, perky all day long. :)

pimp my profile

My Alexandre Oudin-inspired facebook homepage. I am too lazy to do the work by myself so i had this automatically generated by picscatter. Nice site if you're as lazy as I am. All you have to do is go to their website and upload your picture. Once you've got your pic uploaded, it lets you drag the picture around and zoom it in or out for the perfect fit and it uploads the pics to your facebook account with a click of a button. (or you can download the pics yourself and upload and tag them manually.) It's pretty neat. The only downside is that your profile pic will have a small profilegen.com credit at the bottom. But still, a small price to pay for total laziness. :)

pantutut

yan ang tawag sa kin ng mga kamag-anak ko(father's side) sa cavite. pantutut. ambaho no? haha. tapos sa mga kapatid ko, perendos at perenseng. i have no idea where they got these names from. ung isang cousin namin, bindonggo. ung tatay ko taring (my dad's real name is ceferino, nicknamed efren). haha. i know, we're just weird like that.

so i was thinking about the names i go by or get called by other people.

e.j.- my name's initials.  from edren joy. this is how my other relatives call me. i consider this my decent "for-relatives" nickname. because pantutut just sucks. really.

edren - my first name. a mash-up of my parents name: eder and efren. this is how GS/HS friends call me.

ate lily - how my cousins from my mother's side calls me. short for "ate lilitsunin ka na sa sobrang taba mo". because all my cousins from my mother's side has stick-thin bodies.

edz - simula ng mauso ang 1 syllable nicknames nung second year high school. this is how my close friends from HS calls me. pati college friends/acquaintances and everyone i met after that. kasi pag iniintroduce ko ang sarili ko as "edren" di magets agad ng ibang tao.

darren - eto medyo nakakahiya. some HS friends used to call me this. i refuse to elaborate. :P

babs - how me and some of my closest HS friends: she, chast and jovz call each other.obviously short for baboy. :P

ligaya - my stat 125 classmates called me this. because i mentioned that i hate the name joy and will never have that as a nickname. so, led by marlon, they decided to call me ligaya instead.

patty - short for patabain. was called this name by the members of P family. the family consists of shayne - nanay pinky, her then-boyfriend kuya allan - tatay pitsog, aster - pangs, lai - pranny, docs - pervy and ivy - porky.

budz - mga buddies ko sa angkan. jay, rap, mimay, oui. pero ito na din ang tawag sa kin ng housemates minsan.

ebren - isa pang tawag ng housemates. para instead of edz eh ebz ang itawag nila sa kin. what is it with people and pagpapabaho ng pangalan ko? :P

friend - how me and my closest sitel-maa friends jayson and sharon call each other.

montoya/pare - my sitel-cr "pares" pan and anievas. we call each other pare or by the last names.

bitu - ako si b2. si irma ang b1/biwan dahil magkadugtong ang bituka namin at palagi kaming pareho ng naiisip. nagkakatinginan na lang kami sa floor at tatanungin ko cya bigla na "naiisip mo ba ang naiisip ko biwan?" to which she will reply "sa palagay ko nga, bitu." and much, much, much more often than not, we are thinking of the same thing.

mare - my teammates from team jean: irma (ulet), shyr, lv and marge.because we are all ninangs and ninong of shyr's baby, mackoy.

bords - tawagan namin ng closest guy friends ko sa training sa ventus na sina joey at steve. from the spoof of 300 na napag-usapan namin habang pauwi kami galing office.

renren - how my closest CVG friends: pipay, drei aki and joan calls me. we call pipay - fifi, drei - dede, aki - kiki, joan - jojo. we will also all respond to being called "mama".

panget - how my little sis and i call each other. that's how sweet we are as sisters. hehe. walang basagan ng trip. :P