Before you jump into the conclusion that this will be just another “gamer girl” list, it’s not. Nothing could be more annoying than girls who find the need to broadcast to the world that:
- I don’t wear make-up.
- I don’t wear high heels/girly clothes.
- Oh, I HATE Lady Gaga, Taylor Swift is my spirit animal ❤
- Yes, I play video games and yes, I won’t make you carry my bag. I exist.
- I hate facebook. Tumblr is my life.
- Blah blah blah trait that they think makes them special and unique because they belong to a slightly smaller majority when in fact they just sound like girl douches
- I can be cheesier than Ted Mosby.
- I dance. And I’m not very good at it. It’s horrible, inappropriate, and just pops out-of-nowhere.
- I’m hard to surprise because I know everything. So you better practice your, “What?! No!” face just in case I figure out that you’re plotting something.
- I’m aware of how cute I am, but you still have to tell me!
- I’m really REALLY competitive. And I happen to be with a person who’s better than me at everything! Well, ya. That’s one of the reasons why I love him. :”>
- I don’t know how to sit properly so sorry if that kind of thing annoys you.
- I trip. A lot.
- There are days when I get extremely anti-social. Actually, I think “There are days when I can be social,” would be more appropriate.
- I can change moods in 5 second intervals, but I guess this is actually a good thing. One moment I’m angry, the next moment I’m making jokes!
- I’m terrible at jokes.
- I don’t get cold easily. But I still like cuddling and hugging so I guess it’s okay. :>
- I don’t know about my sleeping behavior, but based on stories from my cousins, I’m a pillow and kumot hogger.
- I have many blooper moments.
- I get obsessed with things. Especially with TV shows. And I will push you until you’ve watched each and every episode! It’s all right, I happen to be a woman of taste.
- I will force you to have a mani-pedi/spa/massage date with me. Nope, “but I’m a guy!” isn’t an excuse. You won’t regret it naman! It’s the third best thing, next to food.
- For a girl who knows of Season 1 Dan Humphrey, I’m actually very low maintenance. So if I get angry, which rarely happens, and say stuff like, “You know what other guys would do? Compromise! Because I’m a girl and I deserve to be treated like one!” Don’t reply with, “What other guys are you talking about?! Dan Humphrey? John Cusack? The little prince? Mikael Blomkvist? Prince Charming? Lavon Hayes?” That’s below the belt, bruh. Never reference my attachment to fictional characters in a fight. I will cry over it every once in a while, when I’m alone.
- I’m actually the guy in a relationship. I don’t like complications, ayaw ko ng pasikot-sikot, ayaw kong nangangapa. Even if I’m very good at reading people, I’m not very good at reading angry people because of my low self-esteem. I’m inlove with compromising.
- Masakit ako mamalo. 😦
Another thing is that I have a blog. Right now, I can tell you that I’m beyond posting horrible things about you if ever we break up, but I can’t speak for my post-break-up self. She’d probably drunk blog and then tag the post with UP is full of horrible people just to get attention.
Nothing could ever be more painful than waking up one morning with the realization that you have nothing you’re exceptionally good at. Mediocrity is your mantra. Jack of all trades, master of none. All that shiz. Sidenote: I really should decide on my superlatives and absolutes. I have too many, “Nothing could ever be more than ‘s.” Like today, nothing scares me more than the thought of being lactose intolerant. That’s not really true. A lot of things scare me. I’m turning into Barney Stinson and his a little too many, “I have only one rule”‘s.
Music. I can sing decently most of the time. I can play the violin. I can play the piano. But that’s exactly it, it’s just CAN. I can’t say that I’m good at any of these stuff. In fact, there are days when I try playing and afterwards I just wanna lay in fetal position and cry myself to sleep over how horrible I am at the things I love.
Writing. Don’t even expand on this, self. Don’t even. You can’t. You know that one pottery episode in Community where Jeff got really frustrated and obsessed because he’s not good at it? Turns out the reason was when he was younger, his mother gave him a little too many compliments which led him to believe that he would be good at anything! Well, that’s the story of my life. My mom said once that my ~blog~ was entertaining at best so what did I do? I bought a domain! And now, look at all my quality posts!
Dressing up. I like looking good. My best friend had this prophecy back when we were in elementary that went something like, “Pag naging teenager ka na, ikaw pa yung magiging kikay.” Those were the days kasi na I didn’t even care how I looked like. My uniform would be so blah, hair all messy, and I didn’t even have the decency to wear earrings even if my mom kept on pestering me every morning! Well, I guess it came true. I really, really like dressing up. But as stated in the intro, exceptionally good at. Well, I guess it’d be hard to be exceptionally good at fashion when you’re both poor and maarte. (Translate: I don’t like going to ukays ’cause I have this hate hate hate relationship with the sun and heat. It’s also why I don’t like jogging and walking. If the tennis court here in Villamor wasn’t covered, I wouldn’t even bother learning the sport.) But, everytime the boyfriend says, “Ganda mo ngayon ah! :>” super achievement na talaga yun. :>
Gaming. I can’t even beat Joel in Tetris and I can’t comprehend all the ~moves~ on Tekken that I googled the other day. Again, just another thing that I’m decent at.
Dancing. HAHA. Puh-lease.
Math. I like Math. The thought of Math thrills me. It’s because in Math, everything is fixed. Once you learn something, it will be the same all throughout, no matter how far you get. If you encounter changes, there would be a logical explanation. I like logic. No matter what language, the rules would always be the same. But again, I’m just decent on this one, or that’s what I’d like myself to believe. There goes my self-esteem!
Facts-that-make-people-go-Woah!-for-5-seconds-but-then-forget-because-it’s-just-that-irrelevant. Also, giving-a-longer-version-of-the-word-trivia. Trivial things fascinate me. But I’m also good at forgetting. I like thinking that I’m good with trivia, but I’m really not. Or maybe I am? I can’t even think of one right now! But I know a lot. Believe me, I do!
I can’t think of anything else, because right now my mind is being occupied with that one episode in Gossip Girl where this douchey co-worker tells Serena that Dan was right when he said that she was so used to having things go her way, that when the time comes that she’d have to make an effort, she’d be lost.
And I guess that’s where I kind of am right now. I’m coming to that realization that life isn’t as easy as I thought it would be. That no matter how much you think you deserve something, there’s gonna be some people who’d take it away from you for their own personal gain.
There goes the premise that this post was supposed to be masochistically funny. Train of thought can be such a bitch sometimes.
Still not starting on that New Year’s Resolution of sticking to one topic per blogpost,
PS I like making TV references. A lot. Abed is my TV alter-ego.
Hi. Titigilan ko muna ang pagffeeling englishera ko ngayon kasi yamot na yamot ako. Kung nakasakay ka na ng jeep around Metro Manila, sigurado akong alam mo kung ano ang susunod kong tutukuyin. Yung mga batang nanghihitch ng jeep tapos mamimigay ng envelope tapos tutugtog ng tribal song na whatever? Hindi yun yung ikinakainis ko. Ang nakakairita eh yung mga taong ang first instinct pag nakakakita ng ganun e mang-irap, magtago ng kanilang oh-so-precious cellphones, at umilag hanggang sa abot ng makakaya nila para ang kanilang white and fair na skin (NOT!) ay hindi mahawakan ng mga batang kawawa.
I don’t know if I should hate the justice system in the Philippines for being so fcking crappy that it breeded people who’d doubt even kids, or are these people really just downright mean? Mga ate at kuya, most of the time ate, kung ayaw nyong nakakakita ng ganun, edi bumili kayong kotse! Kung makapangmata kayo ng kapwa–at hindi lang basta kapwa, bata yung mga yun e–akala nyo e mas mayaman pa kayo sa mga Ayala! Pwede ba, mag-asawa muna kayo ng boksingero at magpaoverhaul ng mukha. Akala mo e kagaganda.
Having been raised by a mother who has only one daughter, accompanied by Disney fairytales, Nick toons, and an anime about a girl who has 7 bodyguards who have extraordinary abilities, you’d expect that being street smart isn’t one of my strong suits. But if being street smart means glaring at kids who probably have 13 siblings and jobless parents, I’d rather pass.
Kung ikaw ba yung nasa posisyon ng bata, nanlilimos ka lang naman tapos ang reaksyon ng mga tao, i-clutch yung bags nila at umiwas ng tingin. Gutom ka na, na-judge ka pa. And these are kids we’re talking about. Once they see that the world just sees them as snatchers e wala naman silang ginagawa, what would they turn out to be? Palagay nyo ba, in their hopeless situation, maiisip nilang, “Ay. Tingin ng mga tao kukunin ko lang yung iPhone nila. Papatunayan kong nagkakamali sila.” Siguro yung ilan. Pero lahat ba magiging ganun? Kung wala ka nang makain and the whole world already thinks of you as a bad person, would you still give a damn?
I’ve been told na kahit gano ka na naaawa, it’s still wrong to give alms. Because it makes these people lazy, kasi kung nakakasurvive naman sila sa panlilimos, ano pang rason nila para magtrabaho. And okay, I get that. But if yung hindi mo naman pagbibigay is of ill intention o dahil nandidiri ka, e ayus-ayusin mo buhay mo.
I don’t really know where I’m getting at here or what my point is, I just wanted to let that out. And maybe, if you really have nothing to give, the least you could do is politely refuse and just give a nice smile. Offer the kids even a little bit of hope.
If I were to ask you to disregard the signboards and the cards and tokens you use to play, would you be able to tell the difference between Timezone, Powerstation, and all the other existing gaming centers here in the Philippines? I know I would have a hard time doing so. But GameZoo is a different story.
The sign above says “Soft opening, please bear with us.” However, if you were to ask me, the things you would have to bear with are minimal if you would compare it with the enjoyment you would get with games available in this gaming center. And besides, the only problems na lang naman is that there are still some facilities under construction, the games still aren’t complete, and the ticketing system is still down–just things you won’t even think of when you’ve already started playing. In truth, it already more than passes my taste.
I don’t know about you guys, but I don’t think I know someone who plays arcade games in Timezone. The Philippines is a crazy place. While in international movies, you might notice that arcades are all the rage, most of the time, I find them empty. We’re all too busy playing race, basketball, shooting, whatever that’s big and eye-catching. I used to be one of those people who’d think, “Why would I play Street Fighter here e, playable naman sa PS,” until this:
Maybe it’s the fact that arcade games are the centerpieces of the second floor, maybe it’s the posh red chairs. Whatever it is, despite my cheap self, GameZoo’s got me spending Php20.00 for a game of Tekken. I’m betting on the posh, soft, uber comfy, red chairs.
One thing you should know about me is that I run from people who’d make me dance in public. There are a lot of ways that I can make a fool of myself, dancing is not one of them. So I don’t know why I enjoyed this game so much. Maybe it’s because it’s less daunting than Dance Revo. Or maybe it’s because I played with Joel. :>
Point is, it’s very fun to play. And it doesn’t give you the urge to just sit down while playing and weep until the song is over–nevermind that the whole of Glorietta 4 is watching you–unlike Dance Revo.
Here are a bunch of other new-to-the-eye games!
|Tetris Giant! 😀 You control the tetriminos with this giant joystick. It’s very energy consuming.|
|Tetris Battle on Facebook’s still better :p|
|I’m not exactly the biggest fan of Angry Birds here, but I enjoyed this multiplayer version of it! Plus, once the ticketing system is up and running, I’m sure this will be the right path to take to get the biggest stuffed toy everyone dreams of. :>|
|This is a loser picture, but this is the part of GameZoo that’s Kids At Work-ish. It’s for kids 3-12 years old and it looks real fun!|
There are a lot of other things you could enjoy here like the 4D Rider and there’s also a KTV room. You can check out the complete list here. Not everything on that list is up, though, but there are games that sound so cool I can’t wait for it to arrive! :>
GameZoo is definitely something you must check out, and let the kid in you run wild.
Of exhausting dance games and Nina’s combo moves,