Christmas Shopping Hits

Christmas traffic has always been hell in Manila. Everyone’s in a hurry to go from one place to another, last-minute shopping and basically everyone just being plain crazy and joining in the mad-rush called The Holidays. I have always been a last-minute gift-buyer. ALWAYS. Owing it to the usually lack of creativity and effort on my part to join the crazy shoppers (sure, whatever), I decided to go hunting for the perfect Christmas gift for Jay.

How easy is it to buy a guy a gift, right? Not at all.

How in the world could i still think of something unique for someone who has everything? Okay, so that was an exaggeration, not everything. But he has always been simple, wanting things that can be of good use to him — shirts, bags, perfume, food (?) and  i seriously have no clue whatsoever to give him anymore. And considering that this is our first Christmas together, i wanted to make my gift a bit memorable, something that he’d really like.

So what does he like? Or need? Hmmm.. I thought hard and realized, either I give him a house (which obviously, I can’t afford and WTH) or a new car (ANOTHER WTH). So i was stumped.

Initially I thought of giving him a bluetooth Jabra headset so that he wouldn’t get tired of holding the phone when we’d be gabbing for a long time. But ever since we got together, those calls became less frequent, I guess since we spend almost everyday together, what’s the point of STILL talking every single time, yes? But anyway, so that’s out. My second option was a default one, look for an original soccer jersey (which is so lame) that’s hard to find but since it IS hard to find and i’m too lazy, I scrapped that out.

Until. He mentioned to me that ever since we bought that Donat Dream Gola Bag, he had always wanted to have one for his own, except with a different design.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Thank you, that you finally told me what you really wanted. I was going out of my wits thinking of whatever. Good thing there’s a Gola flagship store in Greenbelt 3 so I decided to troop there one day and luckily, they still have a Donat bag on stock. And lucky me, it’s a manly style they have!

The Donat Aston

 

The Donat Aston comes in black, white and grey. I chose the black one of course. And to top it all off, the whole store’s on sale that day. Wow!

I was so excited to give to him and see the reaction on his face. (I really hope he likes it)

Too excited that I didn’t wrap it anymore, and just kept it in the original paperbag.

Gah. I am such a Grinch.

 

 

 

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2nd month

In other news, it’s our 2nd month together already. Yaay! Thank You, Lord for a wonderful best friend and boyfriend. Couldn’t ask for a better Christmas gift, really. (Well, except of course, You’re gift of salvation. But then again, that’s already a given choice)

And again.

Disappointment couldn’t even begin to describe how I feel. When I received the text message, I thought that it was just a prank though a tiny hint of the horrible truth seemed to be in it. But I waited and figured that until I get the official announcement, I wouldn’t believe any of it. That until I see it with my OWN eyes, then and only then will I believe that we were cut out and didn’t get it.

The first meeting with them, it was communicated that the standing would play a huge part along with the finances, development program and marketability of the team. Among the 7 new clubs, we are the only one who got in the Round of 16 that didn’t get in the cut. Why? We don’t know either. It’s so easy to think that some manipulation has been done, but I refuse to think so. Because as naive as others deem me to be, I’d like to believe that with the renaissance of football in the country, they might want to do something right this time. No more of the political BS that was so rampant before. I guess I was wrong.

 

A Holiday Wednesday

Yesterday was the the 148th birthday anniversary of Andres Bonifacio, one of the greatest heroes of our country. In honor of this, I celebrated the day with waking up late just in time to the opening of Trinoma in QC. Talk about how nationalistic I can get. We planned on buying the LA Galaxy – Azkals friendly match tickets happening this Saturday to avail of the UFL discount (that’s 35% off the original price!). I personally find the original prices too expensive and i think a lot of local football fans share the same sentiment.

Arriving at Trinoma, it was around 1030 am, i was horrified to see the loooooooong lines at the Cinema Booth and wondered how many hours (?) it would take us to buy the tickets, everyone seemed to be in line for the latest movie screening and with it being a holiday, of course, the influx of people doubled that the usual. Good thing that Ticketworld had the good sense to put up a SEPARATE booth for their ticket selling and we found no one in line for that and got us our tickets in less than 10 minutes.

Since it was a holiday and holidays mean sleeping and rest for me, we went straight home and decided to doze the afternoon off in time for the Loyola Meralco Sparks vs Stallions UFL Quarterfinals match that night in University of Makati. I know I said that i’d stay away from anything football-related but my friends are playing for the Sparks, gotta show them my support and appreciation, eh? Besides, as much as I’m supporting their team, there’s this tiny spark of a hope in me that Stallions would win the game, just so they can give the Sparks one good beating. They didn’t and Loyola Meralco Sparks won the match that night. But i’m jumping ahead of my story.

Fast forward the day to 6PM that night. Slept for around 3 hours and still felt so groggy after waking up. Was craving for coffee to perk me up (Or maybe that was just an excuse for me to add a sticker for the Starbucks planner) so we headed to Starbucks – Lee Gardens where the usual friendly barista asked me again about football. In a hurry, i gave him a short version of what’s going on locally, not sure if he understood everything though but yeah well, i tried.

Arriving at the University of Makati (One can already see the floodlights even while passing by the Guadalupe Bridge), the place was jam-packed. A lot came out to watch the last quarterfinals match for the Cup. The grandstand was oozing with people. As Jay was looking around to look for our teammates, i couldn’t help but scan my eyes on the people, looking for Angel Locsin (Yes, showbiz ako that night) but I didn’t see her. (She was seated in the bleachers seat across the grandstand, away from the people as what our photographer told me, sayang)

90 minutes of football action ensued after with both teams earning a lot of bookings that night — Loyola GK Ref Cuaresma was handed a direct red card after hitting a Stallions player who kicked him even after he already has the ball, said player was handed a red card too. Later that night, Ref would tell me that it wasn’t a punch he threw, but he actually HEADBUTTED the player. Ouch. Malamang, red card nga. A 10-man Loyola team won the match versus a 9-man Stallions who stood their ground even as the game was turning out to be a very action-packed one, final score was 3-1.

Was so tired from the day. But nonetheless, it was a happy and fun one. The only challenging thing was waking up today and realizing that i have to go to work. Boo. Oh well. Back to reality.