Category: party

research: we real cool.

So cool we had our Christmas party at noon yesterday with no parlor games whatsoever. We’re still in the process of attaining the EPA party’s level of coolness (they had an Adverb Charade – try acting out “uneasily”, or, better yet, “surreptitiously”, or better better yet, “felicitously”), which in my humble opinion is just off the charts.

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party! um. party?

I left the party with a box of chocolates, two kilos of rice (don’t ask), and a bottle of peppermint shower gel courtesy of Ate Cy (she also took the above photo). I’ll upload my own pictures at my Multiply page. :D (EDIT: Uploaded!)

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Try typing Faceboook.com on your browser. (Grabe na lang ang mga discoveries ni Lawrence.) Don’t forget the extra ‘o’. Very, very clever. :)

Even in his free time Lawrence is productive. No, no complaint there, or sarcasm. One time when my hands were free and everyone else was busy churning out write-ups, I sent out Fucklings. (That sentence was poorly/perversely constructed.) (Hey, two more words for the Adverb Charade!)

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Merry Xmas, all. :)

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This year’s mantra is (all together now) WE NEED TO SAVE MONEY. But the company still threw a party on Tuesday. As scheduled. (Hey, it’s the anniversary – there has got to be a party.)

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Every year, the Big Bosses buy trinkets from NGOs to be given as gifts to the employees. This year, they bought angels. I appreciate this more than last year’s Christmas ball/deadly weapon.

(You hypocrite. Just say you loved the enclosed donut coupon.)

Oh, and it also came with a donut coupon. Almost threw the envelope away, the angel was so enthralling.

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Ang sama mo. Cute naman talaga e.

Anyway, the party. Yes. Earlier that day, Armin dropped by the department to show off his ferosh footwear.

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Which turned out to be more ferosh with the pink top and the make-up.

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A certain celebrity guest appeared to be a snob. Or in a hurry. Disappeared before anyone could even say, “Kuya, meron kang career?”

Some were gracious enough to pose for pics:

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Emman for the win, hehe. :D

Highlights: two reporters’ rendition of “Total Eclipse of the Heart”, the disturbingly tight spandex of Freddie Mercury, Christmas songs courtesy of the InCHOIRer (pun, pun, pun) and Erika tugging Certain Celebrity’s shirt sleeve and being ignored. (Sabi nga ni Princess, “Kala mo kay gwapo.”)

Next year ulit. :D

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newcomer, etcetera, etc.

I usually hate structured events. Like seminars, orientations, company-sponsored parties. Anything that involves name tags and games. And presentations (group dance, interpretative or otherwise [leadership seminars are big on this]; skit, a sharing session of sorts that must culminate in an artwork [“The Youth’s Plan for the Future” or some similar shit]).

I sound like a scrooge, but it’s the awkwardness that gets me. And the silence after an event host (bright-eyed, cheerful, hooked on caffeine) asks a question. In that silence you know somebody wants to answer but doesn’t want to be branded as an eager beaver. People hate eager beavers. And it’s embarrassing. And absolutely uncool. It’s just a fucking seminar, why will you be so excited? So everyone assumes a bored expression and the event becomes lethargic.

But the Newcomers’ Get-Together at work was okay. I got invited because apparently the definition of “newcomer” in this company is n. someone who has not yet attended a newcomers’ party. So I’m a “newcomer”, even though I’ve been here for a little over a year. Food from Friday’s. And chocolates. And tsismis! (A staff writer used to work as the band manager of Yano. HOLYPAKINGSHET. Writer said: “Para lang akong yaya.”)

And chocolates!

I still don’t know why the employees’ center has so many chocolates. Do they (HR personnel) create those spontaneously? Is that included in their qualifications? Computer literate, hardworking, has the ability to conjure chocolates from thin air. And why won’t they eat them themselves? If I worked there I’d—

Well. Thank goodness I didn’t work there.

There was a game (yeah, yeah) where you’d write your first impression on a piece of paper taped to the person’s back. Here’s what I got:

matalino, energetic (Edson wrote this. I used to be his trainee back during my internship days, so I don’t know if these really were his first impressions of me or if he’s just being nice)

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nice

mabait and shy


Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.

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Anyway, just read this and found it hilarious/sad/infuriating:

[Capiz Rep.] Del Rosario said liquid fertilizer was fit, not for rice, but for ornamental plants.

Bolante replied that Capiz had become a promising exporter of ornamental plants.

PESTE. Sounded like the sort of thing you’d tell your mom if you wanted to piss her off.

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And I was just about to post this blog entry when I got a call from a reader very intimately connected to the subject of an article I’ve written before. Reader said: “When I read the article, I thought, ‘She’s fantastic! She got everything right!’ A lot of people have written about this and I remember having to correct them all the time but this…this article was just perfect.”

She said she was calling in behalf of the family, to thank me.

I am grateful. :D Thanks, Universe.