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Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit
a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies,
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms,
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them,
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't jump or shout about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing,
It ought to make you proud.
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
The palm of my hand,
The need for my care.
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.


--- Maya Angelou,
Phenomenal Woman

All About Me


My name is Tequila Sunset, 21 years of age, and that's just all that I can tell you about my real identity. Of course you can always wait for my picture here, if you're patient enough. Once you read me through my posts though, I think you would know me more than most of my common friends would ever find out about me all these years. I have bared myself here, poured my heart, ranted, and whined.

I long for my Honey's kiss, but hmmm... nah! *evil grin*

I luuv chocolates and I use food for comfort. And that's attested by my gaining 7 pounds and 2 more inches in waistline. I like starting projects but I could not seem to find a way to finish them. I am a big procastinator and I have a lot of whims. Not that I'm not doing anything to better myself everyday.

I am a soul searcher and trouble finder. It is not so much as me being a skirmisher, it's more because of my strong personality and even more sharper wit. This is not ego-tripping, this is but the truth.

My joys are simple. All I need is someone to love me truly, with no hangups nor prior commitments. I love cuddles and hugs.

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    Wednesday, August 24, 2005
     
    But let's go to the main point why I'm back...
    I'm back to blog you about the latest happenings of my mediocre life.

    I've resigned from my call center work. Pisti sila, GIATAY, YAWA, BUANG... da, nakahungaw na jud. They erased all the important files, programs and contacts in my PalmOne PDA! I had contemplated suing them... but I decided later not to (although my lawyer friend thought it a very plausible option) because it would require so much of my time and that's what I don't have much right now.

    A day before the effectivity of my resignation, I already started working at my current employer. I'm now in the Academe, as a college professor.

    Hear ye, hear ye!

    Tequila Sunset is now an English teacher! Good luck na lang sa tanan niyang estudyante na ma-influence sa iyang pagkalibog ug utok.

    I'll make my students' lives hell.... hehehe.

    Kidding aside, I'm really truly loving what I do already. The first few weeks were of course very very hectic. Since I was asked to start immediately (like 10 minutes, literally!!!), I was totally not prepared. I think I borrowed around 5-6 books from the library at that time so that I can review what I had learned before and prepare for my lessons. Keeping control of my classes was especially hard, too. Now I realize that young single female college teachers have to exert more effort to show their credibility and earn the respect of their students. Also, dealing with the office grapevine can be difficult. There was a little stir about me getting accepted when I haven't even finished my Masters, because the Administration had fired their old faculty members who didn't seem to have plans continuing with theirs.

    So now, I toe the line carefully and make sure that I don't make any major fault. I take all teaching substitutions they pass on to me. I accept all assignments they gave to me. Except joining the dance contest. Geez, make me do anything but just NOT dancing infront of the whole school!

    And oh, our intramurals muse won! I had been in charge of her, a.k.a. PA--- Personal Assistant, a.k.a. yaya... The shy pretty freshman won! I'm so proud of her.

    I'm currently preparing the midterm examinations for the three subjects I'm teaching right now. I have two English 1's, two English 2's, and four Tech Writing subjects. That's 24 units total and that means I'm a full-time teacher.

    Neat huh? A former schoolmate of mine who is also teaching at another department can't believe they gave me a full load while he still got half even when we both haven't finished our Masters and he even has been teaching there for a year already! hehehe. Gwapa man koh!! ;p

    And I go to school as a student as well every Saturday from 8:30am- 8:30pm. No breaks, mind you. Except for the 30 minutes allowance (for lunch) that our kind professor gave us. I have loads of assignments and field work to do.

    I have two guys in tow. Don't get me wrong, but I just really don't like them. I'm not playing with them but I guess I haven't been that clear with them either. It's just that I don't have the time and energy already to explain to them at length why I am not interested. I hope they will understand that later when I don't respond to their messages or calls.

    Mr. Luna Loony Moon is intelligent, conversant and not bad-looking. It's not because he's 30. It's because I don't like his lack of direction. He seems contented teaching at a small computer college which pays him minimum wage. His money can only afford him his daily food and the Red Horse drinking session with his pals at weekends. He doesn't have plans to contact his ex-girlfriend and try to support their two-year-old daughter.

    Mr. IT guy, on the other hand, probably gets a handsome sum of money every month. But his teeth is far from handsome, though. It's horrible!!! I mean, I can't brag of good teeth because mine is all crooked but his is just... ugh! I just can't imagine kissing him with those decaying front teeth. Why on Earth doesn't he fix it?

    And Honey... is still there where he is. We recently are staying in touch through snail mails. Nothing has changed though. I wanna cry. I cried last evening on my way home.

    That's it.
     

     
    Why Mac sucks...
    Because I don't know how to go around it, damn. I had already composed this really long post yesterday and everything got erased just because of one simple wrong punch of keys!
     

    Tuesday, August 23, 2005
     
    Tequila sunset is back!!!!
    Apple Mac sucks! waaaahhhh!

    remind me later why...
     
     
         
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