Saturday, April 21, 2007

Lesson on Humility

http://newsinfo.inquirer.net/inquirerheadlines/nation/view_article.php?article_id=61644

The Inquirer.net recently posted an article regarding Gaudencio Cardinal Rosales, who, upon learning the death of his best friend, traveled to the wake of the deceased via bus and jeepney.

It makes you wonder how humble this 74 year old servant of the Church is. His actions should set an example to guns- and goons-toting politicians.

Nokia 6300



I like this one.

LSS: Over It (Katharine McPhee)

Sabi ni Joms, i-blog ko raw ang LSS. Siguro may meaning nga ang LSS.

During AI 5, she wasn't my pick to win or even enter top 8. Well, I have to admit that even if I don't find her a good singer, I still like this song. Here's Over It by Katharine McPhee.

Katharine McPhee Over It Lyrics

I’m over your lies
And I’m over your games
I’m over you asking me
When you know I’m not okay
You call me at night
And I pick up the phone
And though you be tellin’ me
I know you’re not alone

Oh and that’s why your eyes
I’m over it
Your smile
I’m over it
Realized
I’m over it, I’m over it
I’m over

(Chorus)
Wanting you to be wanting me
No that ain’t no way to be
How I feel, read my lips
Because I’m so over
( I'm so)
Movin’ on, it’s my time
You never were a friend of mine
Hurt at first, a little bit
But now I’m so over
I’m so over it

I’m over your hands
And I’m over your mouth
Trying to drag me down and fill me with self doubt

Oh and that’s why your world
I’m over it
So sure
I’m over it
I’m not your girl
I’m over it, I’m over it
I’m over

(Chorus)
Wanting you to be wanting me
No that ain’t no way to be
How I feel, read my lips

Because I’m so over
(I’m so)
Movin' on, it’s my time
You never were a friend of mine
Hurt at first, a little bit
But now I’m so over
So over it
I’m so over it

(Bridge)
(Oh) Don’t call, Don’t come by
Ain’t no use don’t ask me why
You’ll never change
There'll be no more crying in the rain
No, oh oh
I’m over it

(Chorus)
Wanting you to be wanting me
No that ain’t no way to be
How I feel, Read my lips
‘Because I’m so over
(I’m so)
Movin’ on, it’s my time
You never were a friend of mine
Hurt at first, a little bit
But now I’m so over
So over it

I’m so over it
I’m over it

(Wanting you to be wanting me)
(No that ain’t no way to be)
How I feel, read my lips
Because I’m so over

(I’m so)
Movin’ on, it’s my time
you never were a friend of mine
Hurt at first, a little bit
But now I’m so over
So over it
So over it

Friday, April 20, 2007

Challenging My Integrity

Last Friday, I was approached by the Personnel Manager. She questioned me regarding my overtime work on Sundays. Then she asked me if I had keys to the office, to which I replied yes. And then she said that she's going to approach the Ex-Com (committee consisting of the managers of the office) to ask if I should be allowed to keep it.

I know she's aware that I have keys here to the office, in fact it's been almost a year, and ngayon lang niya tinatanong kung bakit ako may susi. Ang tanga di ba? Needless to say, it's like accusing me of doing something to endanger the company. Actually medyo matagal-tagal na ring kumukulo ang dugo ko sa kanya.

Imagine this. Last Saturday, she approached me and said (practically shoved down my throat) that I work on the OT files for her. It was obvious that I didn't want to, but she was insistent, so sinabi ko na lang gagawin ko. Pero di ko ginawa nung Lunes. In fact, nag-undertime ako. Sinabi ko na lang the following day, Tuesday, na hindi ko ginawa dahil may pinagawa din sa akin ang boss ko. Gulat siya di ko ginawa. I think it's time for her to stop depending on other people to do her job.

Anyway, I submitted my resignation letter last Tuesday, much to their, mostly her, surprise. The accounting manager that I was ranting about the other day to my friend talked to me in less than 5 minutes that I submitted the letter.

My boss talked to me at about 11 AM. He told me a lot of things. He was convincing me not to leave. Most quotable quote, "You are like a son to me."

Oh well, I said I have two weeks to think about it. I hope that I'm doing the right thing.

Friday, April 13, 2007

Short Time

Let's do this entry ala-Choose Your Own Adventure.

Choice One:

I went to Mall of Asia last night. True to what they said, the place is enormous, although there were only three floors. It's like I was at Libis and Greenbelt and Enchanted Kingdom all rolled into one. I'm assuming that since the mall is new, the place is well kept, with small gardens and such.

I walked the ground floor, but some time after I decided to stop and sit and have a cigarette since I got tired from walking. There were several other guys sitting along the garden. At first, I didn't mind them, since I was intent on admiring the place.

After a few mintues, I noticed this guy looking at me. Damn, he's cute! He got this innocent look on his face. His hair was short, and kayumanggi. Well, I smiled at him then continued to puff my stick. Suddenly he sat beside me, and asked for a lighter. That up close, I saw he got a nice set of teeth.

Small talked ensued, mostly he asked if I had company and what I was going to do after. I said that I was alone, and that I was just hanging around. He asked if he could come with me since he didn't have company. I replied, "OK." Of course I knew what he was, and so one thing led to another. I found us inside a room in one of those cheap motels along EDSA MRT.

It was a short three hours, and I thought that kulang ang three hours para sa ganun, to really do everything needed done. Anyway, I went home about 12:30 AM, and I had a good sleep.

Choice 2:

I went to Mall of Asia last night. True to what they said, the place is enormous, although there were only three floors. It's like I was at Libis and Greenbelt and Enchanted Kingdom all rolled into one. I'm assuming that since the mall is new, the place is well kept, with small gardens and such.

It was an overtime. We installed new designs for the store. I worked with two other people from the warehouse. It was already late when they finished.

It was a short three hours, and I thought that kulang ang three hours para sa ganun, to really do everything needed done. Anyway, I went home about 12:30 AM, and I had a good sleep.

Now, choose.

Friday the Thirteenth of April

I'm going to record my day today to see if the jinx applies to me (most likely it does, read on).

MORNING:

I overslept.

Nainis ako sa youngest sister ko.

Napaka-tanga nung taxi driver ng nasakyan kong cab. I told him to turn right before reaching Makati Medical Center coming from Amorsolo. But he insisted on going straight ahead, which led us to a NO ENTRY sign along that street along Makati Med leading to People Support, so he had to make a left, straight, then right into Buendia where the traffic was heavy.

I just can't take it when these taxi drivers don't follow instructions, especially for a route that I have been traveling for more than 365 days. Ganun din naman ang bagsak namin, dito pa rin sa building. So sad, to think that he works for a reputable taxi company. Actually on their radio, I heard their dispatcher having trouble with another of their cab driver who was supposed to pick up a passenger in Manila, I think.

Attention MGE Management, you are starting to get infested with stupid taxi drivers!

When I got here at the office, I wasn't surprised to find that the modem, router, and hub are still turned on, despite the fact that it was promised last night by one of the managers that she'd turn it all off. Ang nakakainis lang, pag nasira ang mga ito at kailangang palitan, siya pa ang may kapal ng mukhang magtanong bakit nasira. ANG TANGA MO!!!!

Here's the last so far. Yung isang ka-opisina dito, nilapitan ako at kinurot ang braso ko. TANGINA ANG SAKIT!!! Okay lang sana kung close kami, eh hindi! OMFG!!! Ang sakit talaga, I feel that my arm got immobilized. F*CK HER.

I still have 9 more hours to go here. I will update later.

Tuesday, April 10, 2007

Monday, April 09, 2007

Pagbuhos ng Luha sa Gabi ng Huwebes Santo

Isinulat ko ang mga text messages sa aking pinakatatagu-tagong journal. Pagkatapos ay binuklat ko ang mga pahina ng isinulat ko patungkol sa iyo, at binasa iyon magmula sa una tayong nagkakilala.

Naantig, napukaw, naawa ako sa aking sarili habang binabasa ko ang mga nakasulat sa mga sagradong pahinang iyon. Pagdako sa huli, binasa ko muli ang mga text messages mo. Naisip ko, na marahil iyon na ang mga huli na matatanggap ko mula sa iyo.

Sa 'di ko mawaring kadahilanan, biglang na lang bumuhos ang mga luhang kinimkim nitong mga nagdaang araw.


Impromptu Rendez-vouz

I was at work yesterday, and then I went to Glorietta to meet [monja!] and [MJ]. It's been a while since I went out with either of them. We ate at Red Ribbon, and then we watched Ang Cute ng Ina Mo over at G4. It was a hilarious movie.

And then we stayed at Starbucks, where we had yosi to the max. Then we went to Timezone and sang our hearts out on the Videoke booth. It was great since we got free songs. I think the one before us had swiped a lot of credits. Finally, we had dinner over at Cafe Breton. I noticed that there were a lot of foreigners last night. Oh well.

The point of fact is, I missed going out, and the spontaneity of the occasion, that impromptu rendez vous, has lifted my spirit up. Among us, [MJ] seem less troubled, while [monja!] is having her quarter life crisis. For me, I realized that some things aren't just worth the bother. It's reassuring to know that with friends, life is easier to bear when we share it with them.

I'm looking forward to our next lakad.

Sunday, April 08, 2007

Hotness


I think kilala niyo siya. Maloka kayo.

Monday, April 02, 2007

Apocalyptic Dream Sequence

I woke up early Saturday morning to a dream that I could consider a nightmare. From 2:20 AM until about past 5 AM, I was awake, afraid that when I close my eyes, I would have the same visions. My dreams of late have been very, very and disturbingly apocalyptic. Yes, I do believe that my dreams send me warnings and messages, and yes, some of my decisions have been based on them. Here is another one I would like to share.

I dreamed that the devil was talking to me, as in he gave me instructions through some sort of ouija board. Only it was through a glass, much like how a spirit of the glass works, with no pre-written letters. And it was on paper. Anyway, the glass moved slowly to reveal letters burning on the paper. But the fire didn't burn it, the letters were just manifest and went away as soon as the last letter of each setence was revealed. But I wasn't able to understand the letters, but I vaguely remember that they were instructions for destruction. What I clearly remember, however, was the very first question:

"Where is Sa***?"

I was supposed to search for the meaning yesterday, since I was here at the office. For some reason, though, I wasn't able to. I texted Ennui last night to ask for its meaning since he's the one friend of mine that's so interested in dreams, but he asked me to search for the elements of my dream separately. Here are the major elements of my dream: the devil (which was hidden), the paper, the fire, and the glass. Here are the meaning that I got:

the Devil
To dream that the devil talks to you, signifies that you will find some temptations hard to resist even though you know it is not in your best interest. (Since in my dream the devil is hidden, then I guess this means that whatever the temptation is covert.)

Burning
To see something burning, indicates that you are experiencing some intense emotions and/or passionate sexual feelings. There is some situation or issue that you can no longer avoid and ignore. Alternatively, it may suggests that you need to take time off for yourself and relax.

Paper
To see a blank white paper in your dream, signifies your desire to make a fresh start in your life. It may represent you desire to express yourself through writing or art.
Glass
To see glass in your dream, symbolizes passivity or protection. You may be putting up an invisible barrier around you in order to protect yourself in a situation or relationship.
I'm not exactly sure how everything fits, all I know is that I'm trying to protect myself from something. I guess that is how vague my life is.