Life, People


I finally changed the “freebie” included in my phone’s plan. This is a normal kind of thing that people do I suppose, but for me this action merits a blog entry because I changed my Freebie E (E, how fitting) to Freebie A.

A short explanation on what I’m talking about: the plan I’m paying for for my mobile phone gives me unlimited internet. Unlimited internet means very limited calls and text messages. How limited you ask? Well, you can choose among these 3 options: Freebie A, which gives you 200 SMS and 10 mins calls to numbers from the same service provider; Freebie B, gives you 100 SMS and 5 mins calls to numbers from other service providers; and Freebie E, which gives you unlimited SMS and calls to one number. Just one.

For the longest time, my plan had Freebie E attached to it. It’d been in place even before I changed my phone, in fact. So for the longest time, I was able to make unlimited calls and send an unlimited amount of text messages to one number. I did ask, when I first availed of this freebie, if it was possible to change it. The person from the cellphone company said it was possible to change it to another freebie anytime, and it was possible to change the one number once a month. I remember joking about how I hope I wouldn’t ever be the kind of person who changes that one number once a month. It’s a joke, because this kind of cellphone plan is usually used by couples. It makes sense; if the person you most often text/call is the person you’re in a relationship with, it’s definitely an advantage that you don’t have to pay P1.00 for each text message sent to the same number.

So I didn’t change the phone number under Freebie E. What number would I change it to? Instead, I changed the freebie altogether. To Freebie A. It gives equal treatment to all numbers under the same service provider. I should learn a thing or two from it and be able to give equal treatment to the people in my contacts list, too.

I actually thought that it would take another month for this change to take effect, since you can normally only change your plan monthly. But there’s apparently another rule for changing freebies. You can change them anytime. I called the cellphone company a few minutes ago and they told me the change would be applied within the hour. Meaning, the change is taking effect as I write this blog entry.

From this point forward, I’m no longer entitled to send unlimited text messages and call unlimited times to one particular number. Though, put that way, I think I already lost that entitlement way before today anyway.


Not According to Plan

The plan for the 30th of November was to first have breakfast at Ayala Triangle, then go to The Myth of the Human Body Exhibit, leave by lunch time, grab a quick bite, and then watch The Adventures of Tin-Tin at Greenbelt 3. Simple enough, but Fate did not allow it.

On the evening of 29th November, E had a sore throat. And by morning the next day, he had a fever. He had a hard time getting out of bed, let alone out of the house. So, plans were cancelled.

And of course, I had to be my difficult self and I complained to no end about how he always gets sick when we’re supposed to meet each other. I wasn’t blaming him. I was just disappointed at the world again, for making me all excited about my plans, and then changing the circumstances.

Midnight on Friday, after an annoying unnecessary fight that included dramatic hanging ups of the telephone in mid-sentence, I received an IM from E saying this:

Meet you tomorrow at ATC about 3pm sharp.

True story. He really said “about 3pm sharp”. Not that that’s what’s important about the message. 😉

The next day, I got a phone call at 12nn. And the first thing E said was, “Change of plans.”

Again? I thought, and thought that there was no way I was going through with Plan C. I was still sleepy! And the change in the plan was not a small one, it was one that required me to take a jeep, a bus, and the MRT.  I almost wasn’t going to, but I figured I had to make an effort, too.

Instead, I found E at the MRT station, carrying the biggest teddy bear I’d ever seen. We rode a bus, a jeep, and a tricycle, with said biggest teddy bear ever. We watched an episode of Firefly on TV (it was Ariel, and I made E watch it because he’s never watched Firefly before. IKR.), and then after a quick late lunch at KFC, we saw The Adventures of Tin-Tin at the IMAX theater in SM Southmall, which in my opinion has so much better 3d facilities than the Greenbelt 3 3d cinema.

So. OK. Planning is great, but sometimes, it’s all right when things don’t go according to plan. Sometimes you get breakfast at Ayala Triangle, and sometimes you get teddy bears that are larger than yourself. Such is life. And you know, it’s not too bad.


Now What?

So, I really want to be understanding and all, but why does the world do this to me? What has the world got against me? Okay, that’s too dramatic, I know I’m lucky because I’m still alive and I have a roof over my head and there’s food in the house blah blah blah so yeah, the world loves me plenty, fine. I guess the real question is, what has love got against me?

See, to prevent ourselves from fighting, E and I have worked out a standing schedule: We’ll meet every Thursday of the week, provided I don’t hassle him about meeting me any other day. I figured that once a week is alright, I mean, I have work now which requires me to be home late on Mondays until Wednesdays anyway, so the Thursday schedule thing is good.

But now, it’s Thursday, and suddenly he’s out sick. WHY.

I know it’s not his fault. I know he didn’t choose to be sick. Which is why I’m blaming the universe. Why, out of all the days of the week, would the universe make him sick today?! Why not yesterday? Why not tomorrow?? And it’s the second to the last Thursday that we can see each other, too. Because you know, we sort of had a deal that we wouldn’t meet on April. Which is stupid, but whatever.

What really sucks is that E isn’t a reasonable person and I know that if I try to convince him to meet with me another day, he won’t do it and he’ll say something like “Getting sick is a circumstance beyond our control and it’s not like I can turn back time,” like he did when he left me to watch Iron Man 2 by myself even when we already bought 2 tickets in advance. And because I don’t want to fight, I’m going to suck it up, no matter how unfair it is.

I want to scream at the top of my lungs. And possibly kill someone. But I don’t want to disturb the peace, so let me have this blog entry, which is emo, and stupid, and unreasonable, but… I have nothing scheduled for today now. I can just write blog entries all day. I think I’m a pretty patient person. I try not to get mad at all the little things. But the world just makes it impossible for anyone to be happy all the time. 😥

In other news, only two entries so far for March and the month’s almost ending. What is wrong with me?


Post Christmas Post

So today I will write about the events that occurred in my life. No pictures, though. I’m too lazy to upload the pictures I took, and it’s not like I took a lot of pictures anyway.

The Christmas tradition in our family is that on the 24th, we spend it with my relatives on my dad’s side, and on the 25th we spend it with relatives on my mom’s side. This has worked very well for us since I was born and I really have no problems with it. I’m thinking that anyone who ever gets married should adapt this system, too.

Anyway, the usual Christmas family stuff are to be expected. Food, gifts, and noisy kids (or aunts and uncles can be noisy, too). I’m quite happy about our Christmas parties this year. I don’t really know why, I don’t think they’re much different from last year’s parties, but maybe I had a change in attitude or something? I think, it’s really good that E and I aren’t talking. And I’m thankful that I was finally able to delete his number from my phone, that way I wasn’t even tempted to call him today. I have always been sad about the fact that he, because of his religion, doesn’t celebrate Christmas, and so he can’t really relate to the stuff most people are usually concerned about this season, like gifts and decorations. And always, I feel like something’s missing because I can’t greet him, even if I want to greet him. But this year I didn’t even remember that I wanted to greet him. I guess this is a sign of improvement (on my part). And I’m hoping it will continue until I improve more and more and more. Before I met him, I think I was a pretty OK person then. I was just a little judgmental of people in love, but I’m more forgiving of them now.

But wait, wasn’t I talking about the holidays? Sorry about getting lost for a bit there.

It was really fun seeing all my nieces and nephews running around and being amusing. And on my mom’s family’s side, I had lots of fun singing “oldies” with my cousin and aunts on the karaoke machine. I missed my sister a lot, though. After all, she’s the best singer in the family.

‘Til next Christmas…