Judging Jollibee Strawberry Fries

I was tired and low from studying the whole day and needed to pass few minutes outside. I was up for a little adventure and decided to try Jollibee’s Strawberry Fries. My first time hearing it? Disgusted! Just like everyone else! But I haven’t heard yet from anyone who’ve already tried it. So why not give it a try myself tonight? I realize I want to be able to say in the future that I’ve tried one from the list “25 Foods You Didn’t Know Existed But Thankful You Didn’t.”

I felt a little embarassed ordering it though because the crew had to make a second glance at me while putting my order on screen, like asking me, are you sure sir? He also even had to ask someone if they still have it.

Looking at the fries which color is paler than their ad, I had to ask Jollibee in my head, why? Whose wacky idea was this? The process must have been interesting. It smelled really sweet which I somehow expected. The first taste was surprisingly not that bad, but not the type I would crave to have again. The strawberry flavor has a resemblance to Rebisco Cream-filled Cracker, only more sour. It tasted like sweet pastry, like churros, which was okay but my mind kept reminding me that it’s my classic fries and that’s when it gets off.

It felt like being in a party and bumping with a childhood friend whom you haven’t met for a long time when lots of things have changed, and when this certain greasy aftertaste you’re very familiar with reveal itself inside your mouth, it reminds you of the good old times you can’t go back. Yup, it’s sad as an Adele song.

Maybe I’m not part of the target market and the original deep fried fries is just strongly engraved on me. I give an A for their willingness to get out of the box, but this just didn’t work for me.

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Make us proud

November 28, 2017

I’ll pass my application for exam to PRC tom. I hope everything will go well. Today, Jimson and I went to our college to have our logbooks signed. As expected, Ar. Ted had to play around and make fun of us before we get our intent. We had to pass time listening to his infatuations on guys on his Facebook feed. It wasn’t as annoying as you might think, we’re used to him pulling that naughty side especially when you need something from him (apart from being a strict-ass dean). Jimson and I had our fair share of courtesy laughs. I love the old man though, I think he’s really smart and well seasoned in the industry.

Jimson said he really asks his students to go down on their knees as he blesses them for the exams. I had to say “really?” when Ar. Ted asked me to go down. Then he said words like “I bless you to blah blah” while lightly tapping my logbook over my head and around my shoulders. I want to believe some magical power was bestowed upon me.

When I get up, he streched his arms open towards me. I was hesitant at first but I hugged him back firmly. It wasn’t like a hug as casual good bye with friends, it’s like a hug from a parent on an airport. That kind which I had to lightly pat his back as if he cried. He wished us luck and asked to make them proud in his soft and sincere voice. I really felt his blessing and encouragement to us. I promise I’d bring him flowers and chocolates when we get through the exam.

Jimson and I went to lagoon at main for lunch. There were no tables for us so we decided to just find a shaded area on the amphitheater. We were able to somehow quiz each other over our karaage and tonkatsu. I also had mango-lychee shake and it was one of the best I had there.

Then we went for Rush Id. Jimson already has his pictures, but after I saw it I told him that PRC may require one that his ears are shown. His hair have never been this long, but it’s still in an awkward length that he looks like he came back from the 80’s. It looks pretty cool in my opinion. He said he’ll only cut it after he pass the exam. I’m not sure about the ears issue, I might’ve heard that’s what you need on formal documents.

There were available coats on the shop and one fitted fine on me, unfortunately, they were all too big on Jimson. I don’t know why he still decided to wear it, he looked stupid and we were laughing the whole time! Back in college up to now, I swear we could still laugh at anything. I couldn’t help myself cracking while he’s being shot. He ended up in a facial expression like he’s about to shit.

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Ligalig na naman si acoe

November 27, 2017

Kanina pa ako gising, around 3am. My mind is hyper again simula pa kanina to the point of not being able to do what I need to do, especially studying. Kung anu-ano na naman pinaggagagawa ko. Sure there are, and will be times like these pero di pwedeng always out of hand. So here I am, sitting at our dining area, drinking a cup of Energen (gutom na kasi ako), trying to understand myself, trying to be calm and in control.

Hanggang hapon ok pa naman ako sa pag-aaral, though pilit and anxious na. Pagkaalis nila mama & Lia (family outing), medyo nagwalwal na ako. Started makipagkulitan sa messenger, watched random YouTube videos. I know I have to stay away from such distractions but I found myself desperately looking for fun. Hanggang sa tuluyan nang nawala sa focus. Di na nakabalik.

I did some errands before having dinner (bumili ng bigas at chicken feeds). Wala lang nabanggit ko lang. Excited ako mag-dinner nun kasi gusto kong mag-plating. Art and shit, tapos ise-send ko sa friends ko on messenger.

Joke lang yang mga serving na yan. Parang 5x yung kinain ko. Stress eating, masuka-suka ako after. Tapos di pa daw ako nakuntento, naisipan ko pa daw mag-pic sa banyo habang naliligo (naaaliw ako sa daw).

Tapos nanuod ulit ako ng videos and started to feel guilty, sad and tired for all the wasted time. I decided to take a long nap at 11:30pm-12:30am, because I know if nothing’s going well, just fucking sleep. Sa sofa lang ako humiga para di mahirapan magising. But I ended up waking up at 3am pa din. Ang creepy lang, kasi eksaktong 3am, like what’s up ghosts? Pero inaantok  pa din ako. So I decided to go to my room at ituloy na lang ang pagtulog.

Unfortunately, YouTube prevailed again despite my sleepiness, hanggang 5:30am. Found myself enjoying Kris Aquino’s channel. I just stopped, stared at the ceiling and sighed, “Dafuq am I doing?” which ended me up here sitting at the dining area.

So…what’s the problem? (Evaluation time!):

a. YouTube is definitely a distraction for me. Set specific times only when I could browse and watch. 2-3 videos should be enough, and smartly choose the informative ones para di ako naha-hype on not so important stuff.

b. Just stick to your plan! Stop worrying! You didn’t make one for nothing! Focus what’s on your plate!

c. Sleep/close your eyes when you feel nothing’s going right or you’re not in the mood. Listen to a soothing music.

I think that’s about enough. Exactly 1 hour of writing (the usual). Pero manunuod ako ng Miss Universe 2018 mamayang 8am. Minsan lang naman mga ma’am/sir. Will force myself reading a book on breaks. Bye and good morning! Inaantok pa ako!

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1st day of E-Design

November 24, 2017

9:40 pm na, nasa Nichols Stn. pa din ako ng PNR. 8am yung start ng klase namin. 1st meeting. With Ar. Pugeda! Ano na! What happened sakin? Bakit di ako nagising saΒ  alarm ko (di naman ako nagpuyat). Haaay. Wala na nga akong pagka-review kahapon, tapos late pa ako ng kalahating araw sa klase ngayon!

Nag-ayos lang ako ng kwarto/mga gamit ko kagabi, just to prep myself for the long day that it’s gonna be today (8am-5pm, then 6pm-9pm). E kaso eto nga late nagising. Di nakaligo. Walang maayos na breakfast. Di nakapagbaon. Ramdam na ramdam ko pa kahirapan ng Pilipinas sa commute ngayon.

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1st time I tried Cow Wow. Sarap, in fairness.

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Nadi-distract ako

Breathe in, breathe out. Nauurat ako. Nawawala ako sa focus sa pag-aaral tuwing naiisip ko yung upcoming Christmas parties namin sa office, wala namang pake sakin yung mga tao. I don’t really get why gusto kong maging perfekt at falavarn sa mga araw na yun. Pati yung mga ipo-post ko sa Instagram including captions, gumugulo pa sa isip ko. Jusko. Ilang linggo na lang exam ko na. Naiintindihan mo ba yun Felbert? Walang pake sayo yung mga tao kung anung suotin mo dun! Or maybe yes? But you shouldn’t be prioritizing that. Jusko naman!

Nung isang araw lang, I’m planning of writing my heart out regarding the fire that still burns in me. Na gusto ko pa ding makapasok sa top. I know I’m shooting for the stars at maaaring niloloko ko lang ang sarili ko. Pero kelangan kong lokohin ang sarili ko if I have to. Kelangan kong maniwala na kaya ko, na di imposible. Na kahit lamang na yung iba in different aspects, who knows? Ayoko lang rin mag-set ng mababang goal, mas ok na yung best goal para kapag di ko nakuha, di nakakatakot yung babagsakan, ok pa din kumbaga.

Tapos ngayon na-distract na naman ako dahil sa shorts na nakita ko sa ukay2x. Sayang ang oras, sayang ang effort, sayang ang pera. Malaki-laking halaga na din ang nagagastos ko para sa themed parties na yan. Samantalang yung iba kong kasabay na magte-take ng exam di nga pupunta.

Well, okay. Di naman sya ganun kasama pero kelangan ko lang ayusin ang takbo ng isip ko. May complete outfit na ako in mind, so I have to fucking stick to that na. May mga kulang na lang akong bibilin/gagawin. Tapos ayun na yun. Tama na. Tigilan na.

a. black coat
b. shiny black leather shoes
c. logo ng “the incredibles”
d. black eye mask

So ito yung mga hinayupak kong nabili, na di ko naman gagamitin yung iba, options lang. May pag-options pa ang hayup e nuh? Bale 2 Christmas parties yun, una department (superheroes), pangalawa corporate (nautical).

Ok na ako. Bye.

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Go P-A-U-L-O!

Random thoughts sa utak ko ngayon:

1. Sabi ko sa kanyaΒ “Kahit lagi mong sinasabi sakin na ako naman lagi yung tama, papatunayan ko sayo na ako pa din yung laging unang lumalapit at nagso-sorry sayo.”Β and I think I made a very good statement na totoo at mahirap i-contest.

2. Ang sarap ng nation-wide strike, at least for me, kasi maaga kami pinapauwi at thankfully, di naman ako nahihirapan makasakay. Sana ganito na lang lagi mga kalsada sa Pilipinas. Walang hassle!

3. Naiwan ko palabok ko sa mobile cabinet ko, sana ok pa sya bukas nang umaga.

4. Kasabay namin umuwi si Kevin for the first time. Tinanong namin kung anong klase ng food ang gusto nya, like asian, american, italian, mexican? Sabi nya basta may rice. πŸ˜‚

5. Naiinis ako sa bahay kapag umuuwi ako nang nakakadena yung gate tapos gising pa naman sila. Tinatamad lang sila tumayo at magbukas, e ang hassle ng mga dala ko tapos hahanapin ko pa yung susi. 😀

6. Though maaga kami pinauwi today and chance for me to review, nagpa-audition naman sa office ng performers para sa Christmas party sa Dec. May mga kaibigan kami na kasama dun, so ang hirap palagpasin. Definitely, isa tong form ng distraction, pero hayaan mo na, bawi na lang ako sa pagre-review. Kelangan ko magbayad ng paghihirap for this.

Kaso aside from the fact na it was a form of distraction, may konting aberya pa. Napikon si Gene sakin. Ang bummer ko daw, kasi di ako nakipag-cooperate sa pa-banner nya para kay Paulo, to the point na naka-impluwensya daw ako sa mga kasama namin na baka flop yung idea. So many stories behind this, pero wag na nating i-tackle kasi we’ve already settled this. Ok na kami. Ang point ko lang, may karapatan akong humindi dahil di ko gusto or di ko feel yung idea – which in context, ang kj ko nga. Agree naman ako sa part na yun. Though ang hassle lang, ok na sana kung wala nang ganun.

Si Karl na nagpe-perform ng kanyang rendition of ‘Faithfully’ popularized by Journey. Sabi nya di daw maganda pakiramdam nya ngayon (kaya not his best performance) – parang di naman ako masyado naniniwala.

7. Inaantok na ako, di na ata ako makakapag-review. Kahit 5 pages lang plsss! Mag-aral ka na, hayup ka.

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