Team building + Pogi zombie + Fashion + Sport + SNES

Whoa, what a long weekend that was. 4 hr drive down from Sydney. Over 500km in total. Heh. Sounds like something the host from The Amazing Race would say.

I'm sitting here at my desk at work with relief that I am at work and not running around chasing kids.

You heard it. Pogi was "Uncle Pogi" last weekend. Which I should take in offence considering I am 22, and that is rather young for an uncle. XD

Somehow I think this weekend was a way for parents to "offload" their kids to their work colleagues who did NOT have kids.

Work mate Gary let his kids drive me crazy, Clarissa who asked a zillion questions about anything and everything then ended it with 'Blistering barnacles!' or 'Thundering typhoons!', which is a Captain Haddock (Tintin - Herge) quote. How cute.


Sean kept me busy always wanting to play soccer (football), gridiron (American football) and tennis. Suddenly I regret bringing these toys for them. :p

Here is a pic of them playing with bubbles.

We stayed at a lodge right next to a private beach with a jetty. Completely furnished with plenty of room for everyone. It was a palais, tranquill and very relaxing. Paradise from busy Sydney. But I do miss the busy city life. I prefer being busy, because I like to feel occupied in accomplishing a task.

Here is a view from the rear deck of the home.

I was on cooking duty, the day after we arrived (Saturday morning), so that, means breakfast. Luckily we went grocery shopping the previous day and I bought a heap for breakfast.

Unfortunately, I forgot to snap a piccy of the food I prepared, but let me entice you with some food porn descriptions. XD

I made fluffy pancakes with warm maple syrup, crunchy french toast topped off with powdered sugar, fried hotdogs with fried eggs (runny egg yolk) and two different kinds of corned beef (request by Gary). It may seem a lot but I like variety at meals plus more is always good.

Please note: I did not once use any non-fat ingredients. ALL FAT BABY!!!

The others on cooking duty made bbq chicken, pasta, chicken wraps, beef curry (Malay style), and chicken garlic (Malay style) which were all very tasty.

Here is a pic of me and Dario (Flavio's eldest son) at Bateman's Bay when we stopped for groceries.

Piccy of the fog in Wollongong on the way down.

Stingray that I caught.

Don't worry, we plucked the hook out and let it go.

I'm a fan of fishing but not a fan of when crazie people, ala Richard, drives one. Here is the boat we used.

On my way home, avoiding the traffic in Nowra and Dunmore, I passed this.

It only applies to Prison Break (TV show) fans.

Hotties status: Sorry no hotties, because I was with work people, which means, pretty much everyone is married, or is coupled.

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Fashion

Dior Homme denim.

These are premium denim in the pieces of 19 cms Japanese style cuts, raw used denim, orange over dyes and new dust wash jeans, pretty much just distressed and washed denims.

But what Dior Homme specialise in is the fit. These are mainly straight rise but are incorrectly associated with Levi's anti-fit style.

Now I don't have a pair myself, aM@$!J# R%T#@JRJ @, but I will sure have one seeing how great they sit on Hedi Slimane in the pic below.

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Titans whooped some ass last night again, against the Rippers, 63-33. wham!! Pogi killed it big with rebounds, assists and blocks. But only 1 basket, from 2 attempts.

I didn't have the energy but I wanted to play sport, especially after all the tennis I watched over the weekend, plus the NBL game of the week, Brisbane Bullets vs West Sydney Razorbacks.

Meanwhile, last night in tennis, Roger Federer (Switzerland) has one the Australian Open again for the 3rd time (I think?) running. Even though it was a win from straight sets over Fernando Gonzales (Chile), 7-6 6-4 6-4, it was a high quality match with power, finesse and entertainment.

Roger with his trophy.

The underdog Fernando Gonzales, whom my female friends have all fallen in love with since his spark in the limelight. They totally forgot Rafael Nadal. XD

And to poke fun at Roger, here he is in a rather unflattering picture.

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SNES console

I want one of these. I have 2 but need 1 more for another room.

*prays for the SNES*

Coffee bitch + Coffee porn + tennis + fashion

My bitch for the for the week, or just for today:

I like my coffee sweet, very sweet. Now I don't mind coffee makers making a fuss about it but a lady this morning did. Red mango in Greenwood plaza, I ask for a mocha chocolate grande with 6 sugars, and she exclaimed with much surprise: 'Six?' I said, 'yes, six'. I didn't mind her reconfirming but she said it loudly and made it sound sarcastic, which I did not appreciate.

Then she made the comment: 'Someone's gonna be hyper this morning.' To which I replied, 'I like my coffee sweet.' And I gave her my best evil eye.

Here's a shot of the size of the coffee, which is pretty large, hence the amount of sugar.

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Coffee porn

Baristas are bartenders who specialise in the coffee art or rosetta. And as you can see it looks very sexay, I say, porn-ish.

Presentation is everything for baristas and the different forms of art they design is just amazing. Check these out....cute aye?

How to:

Maybe one day I'll learn to make similar designs, but hell, I doubt I'll be bothered to do so, I always like someone else making the effort for me. :)

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It's Summer, no, not Summer from the O.C., althought I'd like it to be, but summer the season. The great thing about Summer and New Years in Australia is TENNIS!!

I am an avid tennis fan and been playing since grade 8. I've won several championships in my district over the time but now only play socially.

I love the Hopman cup and plan to watch it one day in Perth, and at the moment, the Aussie Open is on. How exciting. It is however taking a beating on my sleeping habits because the night games end past midnight, and I wake up around 5.30am-6am to prepare for work. But it is totally worth it, even if I do sleep and drool on the morning commute.

Watching tennis players with great skill such as Roger Federer, Rafael Nadal and Maria Sharapova can only be appreciated with complete awe. Their dominance on the court is out of this world and the entertainment level sky rockets.

It has inspired me to return to my game, as I've been out of practice for over a year, due to injury.

Time to pull out my Babolat Roddick (he uses a different model now) racquet from the dusty shelves of my wardrobe. With my TMNT quit in the background. hehe

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Fashion

Monday work wear:

Top: Lilac Van Heusen long sleeve from DJs, navy/purple Van Heusen tie from DJs, black suit from RDX.

Bottom: black belt (karate!) Dickies from USA and black Julius Marlow shoes.

Is it just me or is my posture making me look like a fatty? :/

Tuesday work wear:

Top: RL longsleeve from USA.

Bottom: Esprit black with brown pinstripes slacks from DJs, black Dickies belt from USA. Missed the shoes in the shot but they're Florsheims.

Lostie [-_-]

I lose things. Don't know why I'm cursed this way but I'm very prone to losing things.

Let me remember which memorable items I lost.....
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My dad's college ring - this was a pure gold college ring he received when he graduated back in the Philippines. I was wearing it at school and took it off temporarily in class because jewellery such as rings were prohibited. After class I checked my pockets and it was missing. Went back to the classroom and it was nowhere to be found. It was Thursday (our sport day). I've avoided the topic with my dad ever since and have yet to own up to it. :/

My wallet - gee, how many times have I lost this? 5 times during highschool? it was such a pain to cancel all my debit cards and reapply for my school ID, train pass, etc. Plus my coupon cards that got me free subs or slurpees. But this does not compare to the scolding I received from my parents. It was so severe that at one point, my parents would not let me take my wallet with me when I was out, on the rare occasion when they do, I had to keep it in my front pocket (how uncomfortable) than where I prefer it, my back pocket.

My Samsung Digimax camera - after meeting up with friends to Krispy Kremes in Orange Grove, I left it at the tables outside, headed off and drove for 30 secs, noticed it was missing, drove back and it was gone. @R(AR #R*#Q $(QR$ #QDJAED SA#@$! #@*. That camera had photos of when my cousin Mark was here, visiting from Canada, all was lost. :( Some bastard/bitch thief out there has my camera and photos of my friends and family, who in particular I feel terrible about.

My Diadora tennis sweater - my beloved, lucky tennis sweater. This was the first item that I lost whilst overseas. I was in Bellingham with family at a camp site. Was freezing cold that night and drank a bit so I wasn't alert. I scuffled to the shared men's shower area and proceeded to get ready. As soon as I was done I walked out, only to realise a few hours later, after we've left the camp site, and inconveniencing my cousins in the car, that I'm missing my sweater. I retraced my steps and we thought it'd be in the showers. The camp site dude would not let us enter the site anymore, so they asked one of their staff to check the men's showers, no dice, no sweater, no tennis luck. I won one championship, and came runners up once in SDTA (Southern Districts Tennis Association) with that sweater. What a shame. I loved that sweater.

Hate Pogi yet for being retarded? >_< Titans (our basketball team) had their first game since the holiday break last night.

We lost 38-60 to a team called Tribal, unfortunately we were undermanned with only 5 players in total, the others were unavailable, injured or overseas.

My knee (considering I have torn my ligament and cartilage) surprisingly held up, but without regular exercise I was panting the whole game, felt like I was going to throw up. Pogi needs to exercise more the lazy fatty. But I made several some really kewl Rukawa (Slam Dunk!) styled plays, dribbled into the key and made a fadeaway, then made a killer half court assist, grabbed some rebounds from taller opposition players and broke some ankles including to get to the basket.

Below is an old pic of me in my bball uniform with my game face on, har har har, and my attempted short Korean/Taiwanese hair cut. :) luvo?

Oh and a shout out to Maria!! Happy Birthday bub! We had great fun at Skygarden, hope you like your pressie, lemme borrow!

Also Happy Birthdays to Henz and Nina as well. We don't get old, only older. XD