Surprise, Dream

Surprise: I got a text from JD. It's been a while. We texted the whole day yesterday, thanks to Globe's unlimited text feature. Also, he wanted to meet me, which I agreed to. I'm just too shallow sometimes.

Dream: It's the same vampire dream. Same people, same venue. Actually, it would've been the same all together, had it not been for the appearance of the guy who played as ANGEL in Buffy, the Vampire Slayer. I think the reason for this is that I read a book about angels and revleations again yesterday. And usually when I read books about the Apocalypse, I dream of weird things. Woke again to a fast-beating heart. Damn.

I Wonder

I am seriously considering letting go of my mobile phone. It's really inactive, since no one texts me or something. I don't even get a reply whenever I send a message. At least when it's gone, I have one less thing to worry about. Hmm.

Yesterday had been so physically tiring, and I've never been that tired since ROTC days. I have been walking to go to and fro the office and fieldwork but I wonder why I'm not losing those pounds yet. Oh well, probably losing weight is not meant for me.

My sister and her daughter left for the States. The daughter will be studying in the US. Lucky girl. They left home at 4 this morning, and their flight was at 7. Business class. Rich people.

Okay now, back to whatever work I have.

Moon, Water, Eyes

He looked at me that night . The moon shined above, reflected on and illuminating the pool. I can't remember him looking at me that way. What passed between us was an understanding of some sort, of years held in seclusion when he and I are left alone in our world. Do I, however, really understand what is happening between us? His stare melted me, and yet it added to the chill of the water. Up to this day, I still cannot fathom what I am to him. I hope things will be answered in due time. But I have been through this before, and I don't think that it will ever end. And questions will still be questions.

I Am Tired

I've never felt so tired in my entire life. So tired that I think it is already affecting my health. I am waking up at 3 AM to a palpitating heart. I am going to have a general check-up. I need to bring back my old, healthy self. And for that reason I have decided to reduce smoking, or at least keep it to a minimum of one to three sticks a week. I think that would be a healthy start.

I want to send Yasmein Kurdi, Christina Aguilera, Tom Cruise, Usher, and a lot of other performers to celebrity hell. They don't deserve to be called accomplished artists.

Work at the warehouse has been streneous. I can't imagine I lasted that long.

I really hate Parañaque. Most of the conversation I overhear focus on how that pathetic excuse for a city is mal-managed and mal-planned, stretching the limit of prefix-word rules or agreement.

I am Netopia in SM Manila. That would be all.

Of ISBNs and Barcodes

Today I learned how to compute for and read barcodes and ISBNs. Now at least I would know if a product is authentic or not.


This week I am so tired. I hate Bicutan, Parañaque.

The Two Towers

In a space of three days, I have dreamed of going up to the highest floor of two buildings.


The first was a tall, black marble-granite building. It was really a foreboding structure. I think I was applying for a CSR/TSR that time. Then all of a sudden, I saw BillyDee. We had a chat, and then he went up to the rooftop via the elevator. I was asked to proceed to three floors below the rooftop (you see, I didn't exactly remember the floor number, just that it was three floors down the rooftop). Anyway, after the internew, I wanted to go to the rooftop also since there was nothing else to do. When I got there, I met a lot of executives. I was surprised when I saw the place: it was a promenade, complete with a large black granite fountain. It was full of light, and there were yuppies everywhere. When I looked over the edge of the rooftop, I can see the whole city glittering in the night. But feeling left out, I decided to leave, but then someone tapped me from behind, and when I turned around, it was BillyDee. We said our hellos, but I immediately said goodbye and left the place.


The second dream I had was with Ferdi and his college friends. Again, we got up this tall condominium, where we ate lunch in one of his friend's place. It was not the rooftop, but it was high enough so that I can see the entire metropolis, and the wind rushed agains my face when I went out to the balcony. Playing some mischief, I hid one of his friend's black bag at the balcony. The friend was frantic. Having my share of laugh, I got the bag and gave it back.

Now, please explain what the dreams are.

Reflections and Echoes

I was walking along the asphalt street to work on this rainy day, and I saw reflected on it the trees and sky. It amazed me that something so far above can be beateous below. Am I making sense here?

And when I got to work today, I had to get off the elevator a floor below than my usual stop. I had to use the ever-accesible fire escape to go up. I opened the door, stepped in, then released the door. The sound resonated up and below. It reminded me of how hollow I have become the past few weeks. Happiness cannot be attained through material wealth.

I must admit that my work right now is killing me. I had to do battle with the elements, and I had to mingle with the people I have come to "abhor" on the streets. But then I realized that there are two kinds of masa: the purpose-driven, genuinely determined to uplift themselves on the one hand, and those who remain ignorant and prey for the literate on the other. I pity the latter.

To reach the top, I had to experience working from below. It turned out better than expected. If only someone were there to share it with me.

Hey Storm, You're Late

It's been raining for a few days now. The thing is, I think the storm is late. For the past few years, the wind and rain has been celebrating my birthday with me. This year, it's a week late. It's okay. My thanks goes out to all those who greeted me on that special day!

God, King, Slave

Create like a god, command like a king, work like a slave. Nice quote, huh?