don’t you just hate it?

Since I got busy with my freelance writing jobs and my blogging, my time on Facebook is minimized. I am not complaining about that. I am actually happy that I don’t waste so much time on it anymore.

I allot a few minutes each day to check my emails, my twitter, and my Facebook. Facebook is as important to me as YM because I get to be in contact with close friends and relatives through it. But there is something I don’t like about Facebook and that is the obvious fact that it became a network where people mindlessly boast about what have they have or what they’ve done and I hate it for that.

Imagine: FB buddy #1 posted photos of her recent trip somewhere. Fine. But 200++++ photos!?! Not fine. I mean, what’s the point? If she wants to share about her recent trip then that’s okay but I think, she should just choose the highlights. If I see such albums, I immediately lose interest. We also take thousands of photos of our trips but I really don’t see the point of posting more than a hundred photos in one album.

Imagine: FB buddy #2 updates her status just about every hour to tell people where she’s at, what she’s eating, what she has on (including the brand of her clothes), what she’s buying, what’s she’s doing, etc. I mean… duh!?! How shallow is that?

Imagine: FB buddy #3 is an acquaintance in high school or some point in the past who simply added you and you kind of felt weird about her adding you because you’ve been not really friends but you accepted her anyway because you are not a snob. But then this FB buddy messages you like you to have been the best of friends. Weird! And it gets weirder the moment she says, “wow, big time ka na ngayon, hindi ka na ma-reach, etc.”

I am not a snob but I can’t stand such people. It’s nice to share about your thoughts and about what’s new in your life to people who are living very far from you but a lot of the people on FB just don’t get the point of this at all. A lot of them obviously just flash what they have. I also don’t like the opposite of such people, i.e., people who are so nosy and envious. People who are just checking what you have and asking you blatantly how you’re able to acquire/do such things. What the ef!?!

So I learned to categorize my FB buddies. They may be listed as my friends but not all of them can see my wall and my photos. Some very private albums (like my preggy album) are just available to very few chosen close friends and relatives. Albums containing our trips are also just available to real friends.

Here are some photos of our small trip to Italy last year. These are not bad photos (I think) but these didn’t make it to my FB album, because quite frankly,  they’re showing the same thing–my face and I have some of them already in my FB album so why post the same thing over and over again? Understand my point?

vien in some hidden ally in the old city of trieste, italy

vien in some hidden ally in the old city of trieste, italy

vien in some hidden ally in the old city of trieste, italy

vien in some hidden ally in the old city of trieste, italy

vien in the plaza of trieste, italy

vien in the plaza of trieste, italy

the way we are with food

My husband and I love seeing new places, meeting new faces, and trying out different things. When I say “different things” that means food is include. Ok, maybe I am more open to unknown dishes compared to my husband because there are just some foods he can’t even imagine eating. Some special Asian foods he doesn’t even like to talk about like “Balut” (boiled egg with the baby chick still inside it) are eatable for me. I have no problem whatsoever to eat it.

But compared to other westerners, I think my husband is pretty game when it comes to eating foreign dishes. I can say that because when we were living in China, we tried a lot of restaurants there—old, new, big, small, expensive, cheap—anywhere where we can try out new dishes. And when we do find a restaurant which serve good food, we always ask for some restaurant business cards so we can keep one and give some to our friends to whom we can recommend the restaurant to. Most of the restaurants in China have names in Chinese and since we cannot read Chinese characters, we always have the business cards with us so when we like to go somewhere; we just show the business card of that place to the taxi driver so that he knows where we want to go. It must easier that way because we cannot speak Chinese and most of the Chinese taxi drivers cannot speak English.

tabo shower

It was nice of the plumber to come to us even if it is a non-working day. He knows that we are in a bit of a rush now with the bathroom because it’s been days since our last proper shower. Today he mounted the bath tub and the shower plate. Good. But we can’t have proper shower yet because the bathroom is not yet tiled. The tile guy will just come on Monday and also, that doesn’t mean we can use it right away   (after laying the tiles) because the tile glue will need at least 24 hours to dry. So it looks like we can just have a “proper shower” on Tuesday evening. Yesterday, that though really annoyed me but right now, I am okay that the “proper shower” will just be on Tuesday evening because we can make the “tabo shower”.

That means, I could fill some pails with water, sit on the bath tub, and use a “tabo”  (“dipper” in English) to pour water on me. I could of course just fill the tub with water and have a bath but the state of the bathroom right now does not make me want to stay there for more than 15 minutes. So I think, a quick tabo shower is the most convenient. I’m cool with that because for me, it will just be like the old times in my grandparents’ house. In those times, there was no way to take a shower other than to take a tabo shower. It worked perfectly then so I think it will still work now.

cat shower

This is definitely embarrassing but I will share it anyway.

We moved into our new house last Sunday and that was the last time we took a proper shower. We enjoyed our last shower in our old flat before returning the keys to our landlady. We knew that there’s no bath/shower in our new house yet so we made sure to savor that shower because we are not sure when will we have the chance to shower again.

Until now, I have to content myself with cat shower because the d**ned Baumax didn’t deliver our tub and shower plate on time so our schedule for things to be constructed is completely ruined. Now we finally have the bathtub and the shower plate but the plumber is not available. Then of course, we also have to worry if the tile guy will find the time to come to us and make our bathroom.

I’m just so thankful that one of our toilets is done before the move. There’s a small sink in there we can use to wash. I wash my hair in that sink then I have to use a big basin to wash my arms and legs. Then I use a face towel for the rest. It sucks! Although I try to wash myself as clean as possible, I still don’t feel 100% cleaned (showered). I don’t feel refreshed.

I want a real shower!

this month

We got a house early this year and we are working on it day and night. We have to finish at least the most important parts of the house before the 28th of February because we should be able to live there by then. Our contract on the flat we are living in now will expire at the end of this month and we decided not to extend it anymore. We only have three weeks from now until we move in to our new house and we are not even done with the painting!

Our target is to finish the painting, the bathroom, the toilets, and the floors before we move in. We also want to finish the kitchen but unfortunately, it will only be delivered and mounted on the 8th of March so for the first eight days, we will have to eat out or be contented with home deliveries.

My father-in-law will come sometime soon to help us with the work because there’s no way that my husband and I can do it before our target date. We need some help. My brother-in-law is already 15 years old and physically, I think he is able to help us but he can’t miss school. And on the other hand, he’d rather spend his weekends driving his new motorbike. He got it on his 15th birthday and he’s really crazy about anything motorbike. He actually already listed things like fox motocross jeans, motorcycle jackets, motorcycle helmet, and other motorcycle accessories on his wish list for the coming Easter.

The house still needs a lot of work–hard work. But to tell you honestly, I don’t mind doing the hard work. I am actually very motivated to work on it because I am already excited to move in!

an evening alone

Hubby is working until 9:00 tonight. It sucks because it is a Friday. He’s supposed to be home early. According to him, they’re done with the prototype of a certain MINI car and they have some VIPs and photographers to take a look at it. The event will go on until the last VIP left but he said he’ll try to sneak out at 9:00.

Even if his absence gives me a time to blog, a time to read books, and an excuse not to cook, I’d rather have him here. I am not used to eating dinner alone and there’s no point waiting for him now because it’s an event, there’s a catering so he would have eaten something by then.

He said he felt bad for letting me eat dinner alone so he promised that he’ll make it up to me tomorrow by inviting me to lunch and by accompanying me to shop and spend some of the money I got as gift for my birthday. *wink.

This thing doesn’t happen often and I hope that it will stay that way because I get lonely if I have to spend the time alone when I am supposed to be spending that time with him. Of course I don’t mind being alone sometimes but it is a Friday night and he’s supposed to be home early, we’re supposed to have a quiet dinner, and after that we’re supposed to cuddle comfortably on the couch while we watch TV.

It’s just 6:00 pm here. I still have three hours to be alone…. sigh* I’m too dependent on my husband, am I not?

today is wednesday

99% of the working population hates Monday because it is the start of another tough week of working. My husband is a good example because he so often complains about Mondays every Sunday night.  He’ll go on and on about why does Monday come too soon and why does it keep on coming.

I personally don’t like or hate Mondays. For me, it is just a day but same is not true with Wednesday. I hate Wednesdays because it is such a difficult day for me. I wish that I could skip two of my three classes on this particular day because these classes have kids who are just too damn impossible. I wish that I don’t have to teach in three different places on this day. I wish that I my students on this day were respectful and disciplined children and not the rich, bigheaded brats that they are.

Sorry. That is very un-teacher-y but I suppose it happens to every teacher. I love teaching and I like most of my groups but there are just some groups with students who have no positive chemistry to me and to each other at all.

Anyway, those are just too many wishes so I will summarize them in one final wish. I WISH I COULD SKIP WEDNESDAYS.

I am swamped!

I don’t like to sound like I am complaining because I wanted to have this job in the first place and I do really want to keep it.

Teaching is a lot of work. I have a minimal number of classes per week but the amount of work is tantamount to having a 7-5 job. I used to have more classes per week in China but I was always relaxed. I had time for other things like meeting my friends, chatting with my family back home, and partying. Right now it seems that the time I have is just enough for lesson planning and making props. Other tasks like most of the housework are postponed. The pile of clothes waiting to be ironed is incredible… I don’t know if I can ever iron it all to the last piece of clothing.

Hubby understands that since I am now working, he has to help me with the housework and that’s what he is doing but I never dare let him do the ironing (he can’t do it to my standard). I still do the cleaning but at least he tries so hard not to make a mess.

He cooks sometimes. He likes doing it and I let him because he’s a far better cook than I am.

The work brought so much adjustment to our household. I still do most of the work but I noticed that when hubby can help it, he tries to minimize the housework for me.