Anawangin, Zambales (May 2010)
Jurong Bird Park. Jurong East Singapore (June 2010)
Bantayan Island, Cebu (March 2010)
bb, you kno i would do anything for you. but i gotta admit that i have a problem with your freezer.
Forgive me but I can’t eat my feelings tonight. Not tonight. Must be the rain.
Vikki Pusong was born on the day her mother turned 27 in a small city called Manila. She was a fat kid who grew into a shoe-addict/music junkie/poi dancer wannabe. When she's not busy making other people's careers better, she's probably out for an adventure or simply dating the handsome Deutschen living in Cavite. Or maybe you'll find her sitting in a class at Goethe Institut.
OMG. Did somebody say music? We can talk about this all day if you like. Music is my first love and although I listen to many genres, I have forever love and adoration for indie pop, post-rock, electronic/experimental, and dubstep.
I’m not gonna name artists or bands because I have lots in my head right now. But have I told you that Last.FM does a great job of doing that?
For the record, I am NOT a photographer. I just like taking pictures — mostly of places and strangers. Although I may not be good at it, my iPhone does a real good job of capturing memories.
I keep most of my travel photos somewhere in the cloud, in a place called Gaijin Forever. Which reminds me that I need to update that soon.
My favorites are Damned (Chuck Palahniuk), A Lover’s Dictionary (David Levithan), Nick & Norah’s Infinite Playlist (Rachel Cohn, David Levithan), Love is a Mix Tape (Robert Sheffield), and Superfreakonomics (Steven D. Levitt, Stephen J. Dubner)
When I’m not reading books, I enjoy poring over TIME magazine. More of what I read in Goodreads.
In case you don’t know yet, I have the attention span of a goldfish. I require a 15 minute pause halfway through a movie (because I can’t focus) except for 2046, In the Mood for Love, Chungking Express (all Wong Kar Wai films), Love Me If You Dare (Yann Samuell), The Kite Runner (Marc Forster), and Amélie (Jean-Pierre Jeunet). And oh, John Lloyd flicks, too. ♥
Geek? Whut?! // Vikki has a degree Biochemistry from the University of the Philippines Manila. Overstaying in college had its side effects such as having the tendency to associate physics and thermodynamics in everyday life. When she's not thinking about numbers, science, or Einstein's messy hair, she enjoys finding awesome music, mustaches and other geeky sh*t in the web.
About this Blog // Oh. My. Blog. Vikki does a really bad job at updating her blogs. At the moment, she's running two of them -- this and her travel blog, Gaijin Forever. She enjoys writing letters and geeky crap. Also, she likes to make mixtapes and lists.
Because she's currently learning the German language, she might write about it, too. Aber nur ein bisschen.
bb, you kno i would do anything for you. help you with shopping (my favorite), cook for you, take care of you when you’re sick, help you pick up your laundry, etcetera, etcetera. i rry rry like you and i’m thrilled to do these silly girlfriend duties even if you don’t want me to. but i gotta admit that i have a problem with your freezer. in case you haven’t noticed, it needs to be defrosted.
Dear Ed Sheeran,
Forgive me but I can’t eat my feelings tonight. Not tonight. Must be the rain. Of course it’s not about the rain. I think I spent majority of the evening tossing and turning in his bed. Tonight I waited for him to fall asleep and failed. To pass time, I filled my head with names of expats who live halfway around the world, people who don’t even know of my existence. I wrote their names on the wall with the invisible ink from my fingertips — Becarro, Imasa, Bell, Mumford. I filled my head with their names because if I don’t, I fear that I will cry again. Little did I know, I was slowly falling into a restless slumber.
Dear Officemate,
This is a confession. I am paying ten thousand pesos per month so I could go home on time, eat on time, sleep at night, keep a healthy lifestyle, and in general, enjoy my life. You must be wondering what the hell I’m talking about. Allow me to be more specific.
A good friend of mine has shared this on Twitter. Yeah sure, I may write about my feelings on this blog but hey, it’s always better to eat them! Imagine if you don’t eat your feelings you’ve probably Claudine Barretto-ed/Raymart Santiago-ed a unsuspecting airport attendant or some random Mon Tulfo out there. (Gosh this topic has been going on in the lunch table in our office pantry for three days in a row! We gotta watch something new, people.) Anyway, going back to the topic. Others write so much about their feelings that their blogs are turning into an online pity party. The thing is no one cares. Or worse, some just savor Schadenfreude. (Yes, German word. Haha.)
So go ahead and eat your feelings. Just look at my friend Jan. He even wants to put ketchup on it. Yum. But if you can’t eat your feelings, perhaps you can make a mixtape, read about murder, lies, and corruption in China, or learn a new song in the guitar. Cook your favorite dish. Go on a Twitterrhea. Better yet, travel. Or blabber non-sense like moi. Then go to sleep. Go back to work. Eat. Repeat. 
So you failed the interview. So you didn’t get the promotion. Boohoo! Here are the top ten most honest reasons why. 
1. You applied because you just want to experience what an actual interview is like. You should be ashamed of yourself for wasting other people’s time and for wasting company resources. I print out your resume, scorecards, your supervisor’s recommendation plus other reports about you (oh those poor trees) and call other managers plus your supervisor to sit in a gruelling one hour interview just so you can see what it’s like? COME. ON. Protip: If you want a mock interview, do it at your own expense. Come back when you’re super duper ready.
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