Alam ko na, kanina pa lang pag gising ko, meron na akong hindi magandang nararamdaman sa mata ko. Mabigat ang feeling pero akala ko kasi bagong gising ako. Natural lang naman yun pag bagong gising di ba?
Pero nung nasa opisina na ako, nagmumuta na sya. Bumigat ulit ang pakiramdam ng mata ko. Irritated na siya. Tiningnan ko sa salamin kung ano ba talaga ang problema. Yun pala, may pimple sa eye lid ko. Pimple? hmmm... Imposibleng magkaron ng pimple sa eye lid kaya pumunta ako sa clinic. At nakumpirma yung bagay na di ko inaasahan...
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MAY KULITI AKO!!! BWAHAHAHAHA
For the first time in my life, nagkakuliti ako! Sayang, kala ko pa naman mauunfit to work ako, hindi pa rin pala. Kala ko pa naman nakakahawa siya... hindi pala... Mapapabili tuloy ako ngayon ng ointment para sa kuliti... haaayyy
Saturday, March 31, 2007
My mental age is 24
[x] I know how to make a pot of coffee
[] I do my own laundry
[x] I can cook for myself
[x] I think politics are exciting
[x] My parents have better things to say than my friends.
total: 4
[x] I show up for school/college/work every day
[] I always/usually carry a pen in my pocket/purse.
[] I've never gotten a detention
[x] I've watched talk shows
[x] I know what credibility means
without looking it up
[x]I drink coffee at least once a week
total: 4
[] I know how to run the dish washer
and or do the dishes.
[x] I can count 1 to 10 in Spanish.
[x] When I say I'm going to do
something I do it. (usually)
[x] My parents trust me.
[] I can mow the lawn.
[] I can make adults laugh without
being stupid.
[x] I remember to water my plants.
[x] I study when I have to.
[x] I pay attention at school/college
[x] I remembered to feed my pets.
total: 7
[x] I can spell experience without looking it up
[ x] I clean up my own mess.
[x ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get caffeine.
[x] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need.
[x] I understand jokes the first time they are said (somtimes?)
[x] I can type fast
total: 6
[x] I have realized that the weather forecast changes every hour.
[x] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[x] I can read a book and actually finish it
total: 3
Now add up your totals and that's your mental age!!! re-post as "my mental age is....(and put the number of how many u added up
[] I do my own laundry
[x] I can cook for myself
[x] I think politics are exciting
[x] My parents have better things to say than my friends.
total: 4
[x] I show up for school/college/work every day
[] I always/usually carry a pen in my pocket/purse.
[] I've never gotten a detention
[x] I've watched talk shows
[x] I know what credibility means
without looking it up
[x]I drink coffee at least once a week
total: 4
[] I know how to run the dish washer
and or do the dishes.
[x] I can count 1 to 10 in Spanish.
[x] When I say I'm going to do
something I do it. (usually)
[x] My parents trust me.
[] I can mow the lawn.
[] I can make adults laugh without
being stupid.
[x] I remember to water my plants.
[x] I study when I have to.
[x] I pay attention at school/college
[x] I remembered to feed my pets.
total: 7
[x] I can spell experience without looking it up
[ x] I clean up my own mess.
[x ] The first thing I do when I wake up is get caffeine.
[x] I can go to the store without getting something I don't need.
[x] I understand jokes the first time they are said (somtimes?)
[x] I can type fast
total: 6
[x] I have realized that the weather forecast changes every hour.
[x] I have realized that no one will take you seriously unless you are over the age of 25 and have a job.
[x] I can read a book and actually finish it
total: 3
Now add up your totals and that's your mental age!!! re-post as "my mental age is....(and put the number of how many u added up
Thursday, March 29, 2007
Chinovela
Naadik ako sa chinovela at Chinese movies. Hindi yung kung fu na Chinese movies. Yung Chinese movies na may love story. Sayang lang, kasi yung Ch. 87 sa cable namin, blurry na naman... bad trip..
Anyway, may bago akong fave na chinovela. Eto siya:
Cute yung story niya. Babae siya na may crush sa karoommate niya kaya nag-aral siya sa All- Boys school. Hehehe. Wala lang, just sharing this thing
Anyway, may bago akong fave na chinovela. Eto siya:
Cute yung story niya. Babae siya na may crush sa karoommate niya kaya nag-aral siya sa All- Boys school. Hehehe. Wala lang, just sharing this thing
Monday, March 26, 2007
Naaalala ko...
... ang una nating pagkikita. Medyo mayabang ka non, at di kita gusto. Who would've thought I would fell for you..
... ang una nating pag-uusap sa telepono. Nakakatawa ka... nakuha mo agad ang loob ko...
... ang unang beses na napaginipan kita, at nung gumising ako... alam kong hindi lang kaibigan ang gusto kong mangyari sa atin...
... nung muli tayong magkita... masayang masaya ako nun...alam ko magiging part ka na ng barkada namin...
... nung nakita ko kayong magkayakap... hindi ko alam pero nagselos ako... selos, galit, pagkamuhi... lahat yun naramdaman ko nung panahon na 'yon...
... nung subukan mong lumapit sa kin... ayokong pansinin ka... oo alam ko na ang dahilan kung bakit ako nagseselos... dahil alam kong mahal na kita... ayokong makita mo yun... ayokong umiwas ka dahil sa nararamdaman ko para sayo
... nung siya na lang palagi ang kasama at kausap mo... andito rin naman ako... hindi ako hanging... may iba pang kasama sa barkada, bakit siya lang?
... nung inaming niya sa king nililigawan mo sya... para matakpan lang ang nararamdaman ko sa yo, sinabi kong pinagseselosan kita, dahil isa kang malaking hadlang sa friendship namin...
... nung nagkita tayong muli at inaway na kita... inaway hanggang mainis ka sa kin... pero kung alam mo lang kung gaano kahirap sa kin ang gawin yun... kung gano kasakit na makitang nagagalit ka na sa kin...
... ang kantang inalaan ko para sa yo... na kahit marinig ko sya ngayon ikaw na lang palagi ang maaalala ko...
... mga luhang pumatak sa mata ko ng dahil sa yo...
... yung sumpa ko sa sarili ko na hihigitan kita... na gaganti ako... na balang araw mamahalin mo rin ako at pag dumating ang panahon na yun, hindi na rin kita mahal
... nung isuot mo sa kin yung friendship bracelet...
... nung nagkailanganan tayo... palagi na lang... pag nagkikita tayo...
... a, oo nga pala... tuwing nakikita kita... palagi na lang nawawala ang galit ko sa yo... and I fall head over heels again for you...
... yung huling sayaw natin sa panaginip ko...
... ang una nating pag-uusap sa telepono. Nakakatawa ka... nakuha mo agad ang loob ko...
... ang unang beses na napaginipan kita, at nung gumising ako... alam kong hindi lang kaibigan ang gusto kong mangyari sa atin...
... nung muli tayong magkita... masayang masaya ako nun...alam ko magiging part ka na ng barkada namin...
... nung nakita ko kayong magkayakap... hindi ko alam pero nagselos ako... selos, galit, pagkamuhi... lahat yun naramdaman ko nung panahon na 'yon...
... nung subukan mong lumapit sa kin... ayokong pansinin ka... oo alam ko na ang dahilan kung bakit ako nagseselos... dahil alam kong mahal na kita... ayokong makita mo yun... ayokong umiwas ka dahil sa nararamdaman ko para sayo
... nung siya na lang palagi ang kasama at kausap mo... andito rin naman ako... hindi ako hanging... may iba pang kasama sa barkada, bakit siya lang?
... nung inaming niya sa king nililigawan mo sya... para matakpan lang ang nararamdaman ko sa yo, sinabi kong pinagseselosan kita, dahil isa kang malaking hadlang sa friendship namin...
... nung nagkita tayong muli at inaway na kita... inaway hanggang mainis ka sa kin... pero kung alam mo lang kung gaano kahirap sa kin ang gawin yun... kung gano kasakit na makitang nagagalit ka na sa kin...
... ang kantang inalaan ko para sa yo... na kahit marinig ko sya ngayon ikaw na lang palagi ang maaalala ko...
... mga luhang pumatak sa mata ko ng dahil sa yo...
... yung sumpa ko sa sarili ko na hihigitan kita... na gaganti ako... na balang araw mamahalin mo rin ako at pag dumating ang panahon na yun, hindi na rin kita mahal
... nung isuot mo sa kin yung friendship bracelet...
... nung nagkailanganan tayo... palagi na lang... pag nagkikita tayo...
... a, oo nga pala... tuwing nakikita kita... palagi na lang nawawala ang galit ko sa yo... and I fall head over heels again for you...
... yung huling sayaw natin sa panaginip ko...
Standing at the edge of the Earth
I knew that this moment would come in time
That I'd have to let go and watch you fly
I know you're coming back so why am I dying inside
Are you searching for words that you can't find
Trying to hide your emotions but eyes don't lie
Guess there's no easy way to say goodbye
So I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that someday you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping for someday
Don't misunderstand what I'm trying to say
I don't want to let you leave this way
I want you to know that I stand right by your side
And I know this may be
The very last time that we see each other cry
But whatever happens know that I'll....
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday
You'll come back to me
I'll be praying for whatever it's worth
Believing that one day you'll come back to me
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday
And I know this may be
The very last time that we see each other cry
But whatever happens know that I'll....
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday
You'll come back to me
I'll be praying for whatever it's worth
Believing that one day you'll come back to me
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday
Waiting for someday Believing in someday
Praying for someday, I'll be....
Longing for someday Clinging to someday
Cherishing someday, I'll be....
Thinking of someday Dreaming of someday
Wishing for someday, I'll be....
Living for someday Counting on someday
Knowing that one day....
I will see you
That I'd have to let go and watch you fly
I know you're coming back so why am I dying inside
Are you searching for words that you can't find
Trying to hide your emotions but eyes don't lie
Guess there's no easy way to say goodbye
So I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that someday you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping for someday
Don't misunderstand what I'm trying to say
I don't want to let you leave this way
I want you to know that I stand right by your side
And I know this may be
The very last time that we see each other cry
But whatever happens know that I'll....
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday
You'll come back to me
I'll be praying for whatever it's worth
Believing that one day you'll come back to me
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday
And I know this may be
The very last time that we see each other cry
But whatever happens know that I'll....
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping that one day you'll come back again
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth hoping that someday
You'll come back to me
I'll be praying for whatever it's worth
Believing that one day you'll come back to me
I'll be standing at the edge of the earth
Hoping for someday
Waiting for someday Believing in someday
Praying for someday, I'll be....
Longing for someday Clinging to someday
Cherishing someday, I'll be....
Thinking of someday Dreaming of someday
Wishing for someday, I'll be....
Living for someday Counting on someday
Knowing that one day....
I will see you
Sunday, March 25, 2007
And then, she was gone
*still from "As told by Ginger"...
She chose to walk alone
Though others wondered why
Refused to look before her,
Kept eyes cast upwards,
Towards the sky.
She didn't have companions
No need for earthly things.
Only wanted freedom,
From what she felt were
Puppet strings.
She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.
She pitied every blade of grass
For planted they would stay.
She longed to be a flame,
That brightly danced alone.
Felt jealous of the steam
That made the air its only home.
Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.
Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.
The trees, they say stood witness.
The sky refused to tell.
But someone who had seen it said
The story played out well.
She spread her arms out wide.
Breathed in the break of dawn.
She just let go of all she held...
And then she was gone.
She chose to walk alone
Though others wondered why
Refused to look before her,
Kept eyes cast upwards,
Towards the sky.
She didn't have companions
No need for earthly things.
Only wanted freedom,
From what she felt were
Puppet strings.
She longed to be a bird. That she might fly away.
She pitied every blade of grass
For planted they would stay.
She longed to be a flame,
That brightly danced alone.
Felt jealous of the steam
That made the air its only home.
Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.
Some say she wished too hard.
Some say she wished too long.
But we awoke one autumn day
To find that she was gone.
The trees, they say stood witness.
The sky refused to tell.
But someone who had seen it said
The story played out well.
She spread her arms out wide.
Breathed in the break of dawn.
She just let go of all she held...
And then she was gone.
Hello, Stranger
*from "As told by Ginger"... one of my favorite poems...
Hello stranger
You came just in time
I look for your face in a crowd or in line
Hello stranger
Not a moment too soon
See- that old picture is fading in the drawer of my room
Now toys have gone lost
Baby teeth have come loose
There were accidents involving stitches
spilled juice
Report cards were shown
And one time I got sick
But it's nothing I couldn't catch you up on real quick
Hello stranger
I saved you a place
And it hardly seems strange
Now that I've seen your face
What is the sound of a heart breaking?
Welcome to the dark side of love.
What is the sound of one heart breaking?
It is the sound of someone curled up in a tiny ball crying softly in the night, the sound of the first unwanted teardrop touching your skin, it's the sound of a telephone that doesn't ring, the sound of regret pounding inside your brain with every heartbeat, it's the whispers of the toy animals she gave you.
It's the shuffling of feet walking away from you, the sound of your soul shattering into a million pieces at recognizing the word "goodbye," it's the soundtrack of memories torturing you, it's the sound of feeble hands trying to push back the obstinate hands of time, it's the sound of a cherub's dying breath, the sound of all those years disappearing in the vortex of Cupid's kitchen sink, it's the unrelenting, plaintive baby meows of an abandoned kitten outside an ignoring door.
It's the sound of the rain that doesn't ever stop, the sound of all the doors in the world shutting and closing in your face at the same time, of raging, howling storms in the night when there's no one there to hold you, the sound of your voice as it screams back at you, the echo of "I love you" burning holes in you, the sound your heart makes as it tells you to lie still because nothing you will ever do will matter without love.
The sound of the waves at the polluted beach you went to as it moves from the shore and crashes inside your mind, of the sniffles that make up your pathetic "SOS-to-the-world," the cracking of the brittle black-red petals from the sidewalk vendor roses she gave, the sound of the music she used to make going to your gut.
The sound of things in your room being thrown around and landing on the floor, the caress of sharpened kitchen knives on skin, the sound your throat makes as you swallow your saltiest tear. It's the sound of your own voice calling out to someone who isn't there, of winged creatures dying and falling on a city pavement, of terms of endearment used a hundred times a day struggling to crawl into a vacuum of forgetfulness, it's the sound of your own sobs keeping you company, it's the cold, uncaring stillness of the air you share your space with.
Destruction isn't always as noisy as bombs exploding. Sometimes the ultimate catastrophes are as quiet as feather falling on the floor of a Zen monastery. No one else can really hear your heart breaking except you.
What is the sound of one heart breaking?
It is the sound of someone curled up in a tiny ball crying softly in the night, the sound of the first unwanted teardrop touching your skin, it's the sound of a telephone that doesn't ring, the sound of regret pounding inside your brain with every heartbeat, it's the whispers of the toy animals she gave you.
It's the shuffling of feet walking away from you, the sound of your soul shattering into a million pieces at recognizing the word "goodbye," it's the soundtrack of memories torturing you, it's the sound of feeble hands trying to push back the obstinate hands of time, it's the sound of a cherub's dying breath, the sound of all those years disappearing in the vortex of Cupid's kitchen sink, it's the unrelenting, plaintive baby meows of an abandoned kitten outside an ignoring door.
It's the sound of the rain that doesn't ever stop, the sound of all the doors in the world shutting and closing in your face at the same time, of raging, howling storms in the night when there's no one there to hold you, the sound of your voice as it screams back at you, the echo of "I love you" burning holes in you, the sound your heart makes as it tells you to lie still because nothing you will ever do will matter without love.
The sound of the waves at the polluted beach you went to as it moves from the shore and crashes inside your mind, of the sniffles that make up your pathetic "SOS-to-the-world," the cracking of the brittle black-red petals from the sidewalk vendor roses she gave, the sound of the music she used to make going to your gut.
The sound of things in your room being thrown around and landing on the floor, the caress of sharpened kitchen knives on skin, the sound your throat makes as you swallow your saltiest tear. It's the sound of your own voice calling out to someone who isn't there, of winged creatures dying and falling on a city pavement, of terms of endearment used a hundred times a day struggling to crawl into a vacuum of forgetfulness, it's the sound of your own sobs keeping you company, it's the cold, uncaring stillness of the air you share your space with.
Destruction isn't always as noisy as bombs exploding. Sometimes the ultimate catastrophes are as quiet as feather falling on the floor of a Zen monastery. No one else can really hear your heart breaking except you.
This I know best (from GirlTalk)
This I know Best
By: Mariel Calalo
"Can friends be lovers?" Such is the lingering question that I would rather leave unanswered because not knowing actually makes me hope the answer is a definite yes. Coffee, however, and a dose of Frank Sinatra's music, does to me what beer can't. Coffee opens me up and allows me to ponder on such questions, and maybe actually lead me to finally give it a conclusion.
As I sip my tall, cafe mocha with one equal, my regular morning companion, I ponder on the question. Well, perhaps my initial answer would be "It's complicated." Let me disect the intricacies and complexities of such an arrangement.
To Know You Is To Love You (Or Not!). I think there is some truth to the saying "Familiarity breeds contempt." Familiarity is a double edged sword. Familiarity means you know the best and the worst things about the person. Familiarity means he knows the best and the worst things about you. Such knowledge can and will be used either to your advantage or to deem you unsuitable. I think it's great that a person likes you, knows and loves the little eccentricities you have and allowing you to be as weird as you can be... But (yes, there is a big BUT coming), I think sometimes these are the very things that people consider in arriving at a decision that both of you would not be suited for each other. This is especially true if you want different things in life. Sometimes, knowing a person very well to the point of being able to read them like a book paralyzes you with fear --- fear of losing this comfortable, familiar, friendly zone, should things get serious yet eventually not work out. To this what I can say is, at least you know what you're getting into. Sometimes, it's better to know than be surprised. The thing about women and romantic relationships, we tend to want to change the man we have chosen and 20 or if we're lucky, 30 years from now, we look at the person from across the table and not have to say, "Wait I minute. You're not the man I fell in love with!" The thing about this knowing the good and the bad in a person is that we don't need to put up the idea that this man could be something else. The thing is we know the truth and we are more able to make informed decisions.
I Am Afraid of Ruining the Friendship. This is probably the most emphasized excuse used in dismissing confused friendships. However, think about this. You find this person who knows you, understands the little nooks and crannies of your complicated self, reads you like a book, understands you by just looking at you. Damn! You may very well consider him your soulmate! And then just because you're afraid of ruining the friendship you keep this lingering question to yourself and watch some other girl waltz in and sweep him off his feet with just a flip of her long, flowing black hair. Think about what you're losing if you don't tell him and then think about what you are gaining if you took the risk of telling him. If it's worth it, go for it. Even if this guy is just Mr. Maybe, you need to at least check it out, because this I know, sometimes with the right person, you don't always know it at very beginning. Sometimes, you don't hear violins and you don't feel magic as love grows. Sometimes it grows on you, silently, like a bad habit it gets you. And then so suddenly, bam! You're in love. Who knows? Don't swat it just yet. Who knows? Eventually, the caterpillar can turn into a butterfly.
And If You're Really Lucky... Ally McBeal turned to John Cage and said, "I think we're blessed. If they're as lucky as us, they would be able to have what we have." John turns to Ally and ask "What is it exactly do we have?" Ally responds "A true, platonic frienship." It broke John's heart but that's just the thing about friendship, honesty. Go ahead, free fall with the truth. If you took the road that leads you to answer the question raised with a clear "No" and are still able to remain friends, this I KNOW BEST, you're blessed. With some friendships, you know right there and then what the answer is. With some friendships, you need to take a journey to understand and know the answer for sure. Whatever the case, he's a blessing. If you're really lucky or maybe if you both work on it, you could have what Ally and John had too.
By: Mariel Calalo
"Can friends be lovers?" Such is the lingering question that I would rather leave unanswered because not knowing actually makes me hope the answer is a definite yes. Coffee, however, and a dose of Frank Sinatra's music, does to me what beer can't. Coffee opens me up and allows me to ponder on such questions, and maybe actually lead me to finally give it a conclusion.
As I sip my tall, cafe mocha with one equal, my regular morning companion, I ponder on the question. Well, perhaps my initial answer would be "It's complicated." Let me disect the intricacies and complexities of such an arrangement.
To Know You Is To Love You (Or Not!). I think there is some truth to the saying "Familiarity breeds contempt." Familiarity is a double edged sword. Familiarity means you know the best and the worst things about the person. Familiarity means he knows the best and the worst things about you. Such knowledge can and will be used either to your advantage or to deem you unsuitable. I think it's great that a person likes you, knows and loves the little eccentricities you have and allowing you to be as weird as you can be... But (yes, there is a big BUT coming), I think sometimes these are the very things that people consider in arriving at a decision that both of you would not be suited for each other. This is especially true if you want different things in life. Sometimes, knowing a person very well to the point of being able to read them like a book paralyzes you with fear --- fear of losing this comfortable, familiar, friendly zone, should things get serious yet eventually not work out. To this what I can say is, at least you know what you're getting into. Sometimes, it's better to know than be surprised. The thing about women and romantic relationships, we tend to want to change the man we have chosen and 20 or if we're lucky, 30 years from now, we look at the person from across the table and not have to say, "Wait I minute. You're not the man I fell in love with!" The thing about this knowing the good and the bad in a person is that we don't need to put up the idea that this man could be something else. The thing is we know the truth and we are more able to make informed decisions.
I Am Afraid of Ruining the Friendship. This is probably the most emphasized excuse used in dismissing confused friendships. However, think about this. You find this person who knows you, understands the little nooks and crannies of your complicated self, reads you like a book, understands you by just looking at you. Damn! You may very well consider him your soulmate! And then just because you're afraid of ruining the friendship you keep this lingering question to yourself and watch some other girl waltz in and sweep him off his feet with just a flip of her long, flowing black hair. Think about what you're losing if you don't tell him and then think about what you are gaining if you took the risk of telling him. If it's worth it, go for it. Even if this guy is just Mr. Maybe, you need to at least check it out, because this I know, sometimes with the right person, you don't always know it at very beginning. Sometimes, you don't hear violins and you don't feel magic as love grows. Sometimes it grows on you, silently, like a bad habit it gets you. And then so suddenly, bam! You're in love. Who knows? Don't swat it just yet. Who knows? Eventually, the caterpillar can turn into a butterfly.
And If You're Really Lucky... Ally McBeal turned to John Cage and said, "I think we're blessed. If they're as lucky as us, they would be able to have what we have." John turns to Ally and ask "What is it exactly do we have?" Ally responds "A true, platonic frienship." It broke John's heart but that's just the thing about friendship, honesty. Go ahead, free fall with the truth. If you took the road that leads you to answer the question raised with a clear "No" and are still able to remain friends, this I KNOW BEST, you're blessed. With some friendships, you know right there and then what the answer is. With some friendships, you need to take a journey to understand and know the answer for sure. Whatever the case, he's a blessing. If you're really lucky or maybe if you both work on it, you could have what Ally and John had too.
Last Chance...
Sa wakas!!! Nakita ko na rin yung mp3 ng fave songs ko... Nadownload ko na rin sa wakas ang mga sumusunod:
1. Say it - Voices of Theory
2. Music box - Mariah Carey
3. Higher - Creed
4. Standing at the Edge of the Earth - Blessid Union of Souls
5. If the feeling is gone - Kyla
6. Last Chance - Allure.
Masaya ako kasi nadownload ko na yung "Last Chance". May tape ako dati ng Allure, kaso napatungan ng telephone conversation.
Maraming memories sa kin yung kantang yun. Kanta ko yun... kanta ko para sa first love ko...
Naalala ko nung high school ako, pinatutugtog ko sya sabay iyak... kasi alam kong hindi na siya magiging akin dahil hindi nararapat, dahil alam kong hindi din niya ako kayang mahalin
Come to think of it, 7 years na pala ang nakakaraan. Ilang years ba akong umasa na mapapansin niya ako? Ilang years ba ako naghintay? Ilang years ba ang sinayang ko dahil hindi ako makapaglet go sa kanya? 7 or 8 years... I don't know if it's still counting.
Siya yung gusto kong partner nung bequeathal. Siya yung gusto kong maging 1st boyfriend, first kiss, lahat. Pati nga partner for life, siya rin sana gusto ko... pero di nga nangyari...
Ok na ako sa partner sa bequeathal. Kahit sana siya ang last dance ko... pero... hindi pa rin...
8 years.. 7 years... ang tagal na pala...
Pero importante pa rin sa king yung kanta. Hindi na bale kung kanino ko inilaan yung kanata. Importante yung memory ko nang dahil sa kanta...
1. Say it - Voices of Theory
2. Music box - Mariah Carey
3. Higher - Creed
4. Standing at the Edge of the Earth - Blessid Union of Souls
5. If the feeling is gone - Kyla
6. Last Chance - Allure.
Masaya ako kasi nadownload ko na yung "Last Chance". May tape ako dati ng Allure, kaso napatungan ng telephone conversation.
Maraming memories sa kin yung kantang yun. Kanta ko yun... kanta ko para sa first love ko...
Naalala ko nung high school ako, pinatutugtog ko sya sabay iyak... kasi alam kong hindi na siya magiging akin dahil hindi nararapat, dahil alam kong hindi din niya ako kayang mahalin
Come to think of it, 7 years na pala ang nakakaraan. Ilang years ba akong umasa na mapapansin niya ako? Ilang years ba ako naghintay? Ilang years ba ang sinayang ko dahil hindi ako makapaglet go sa kanya? 7 or 8 years... I don't know if it's still counting.
Siya yung gusto kong partner nung bequeathal. Siya yung gusto kong maging 1st boyfriend, first kiss, lahat. Pati nga partner for life, siya rin sana gusto ko... pero di nga nangyari...
Ok na ako sa partner sa bequeathal. Kahit sana siya ang last dance ko... pero... hindi pa rin...
8 years.. 7 years... ang tagal na pala...
Pero importante pa rin sa king yung kanta. Hindi na bale kung kanino ko inilaan yung kanata. Importante yung memory ko nang dahil sa kanta...
Saturday, March 24, 2007
Isang masaklap na pangyayari...
Dapat masaya ang araw na ito sa kin. Bukod sa alam kong mayaman na naman ako dahil sa sweldo ko, makikita ko ulit ang ngiti sa mukha ng nanay ko dahil sweldo ngayon. Oo... sweldo ngayon, pero kinain ng ATM ng Banco de Oro ang sweldo ko. Masaklap ang pangyayaring ito dahil 8 araw na naman akong pulubi...
Dahil mahirap magwithdraw sa I-bank na pinakamalapit sa min dahil sira ata yung ATM nila... naisipan ng nanay ko na sa Banco De Oro na lang iwithdraw ang sweldo ko tutal idedeposit rin naman nya yun dun sa bangko na yun. Masaya na sana sya dahil 8.1 kiyaw ang sinuweldo ng kanyang pinakamamahal na anak, kung di lang walang lumabas na pera nung winithdraw nya ang sweldo. At syempre dahil sa panic, sinigod ng nanay ko yung bangko para ilabas ang sweldo ko. Tinawagan ng Teller yung Call Center nila. Matapos ang ilang segundong diskusyon at 10 minutong hold time, nakita na ng Call Center Agent na taga BDO ang problema. Ibabalik daw nila ang pera ko sa loob ng 10 araw o mas maaga pa.
10 araw... sana sinabi na lang nilang magbunjee jumping ako sa Quezon Bridge, matatanggap ko pa. 10 araw na wala sweldo at pera... yung 10 araw (technically dapat 7 days lang dahil sa 3 araw na leave ko) na pinaghirapan ko... yung pawis at dugo ko sa pagbabantay ng Service Line... yung 10 araw na pinagtrabahuhan ko... pagkatapos pa ulit ng 10 araw ko makukuha.... Anak ng teteng talaga!
Marami pa man din akong balak ngayong sweldo. Nadisgrasya yung pambili ko ng Fitrum at panlibre ko kay Pie sa Yellow Cab. May sale din daw sa National Bookstore... yung Wizardology na book Php299 na lang... malas naman... bibili pa man din ako ng bagong sapatos.. haaayyy
10 araw na naman akong pulubi... kawawa naman ako...
Dahil mahirap magwithdraw sa I-bank na pinakamalapit sa min dahil sira ata yung ATM nila... naisipan ng nanay ko na sa Banco De Oro na lang iwithdraw ang sweldo ko tutal idedeposit rin naman nya yun dun sa bangko na yun. Masaya na sana sya dahil 8.1 kiyaw ang sinuweldo ng kanyang pinakamamahal na anak, kung di lang walang lumabas na pera nung winithdraw nya ang sweldo. At syempre dahil sa panic, sinigod ng nanay ko yung bangko para ilabas ang sweldo ko. Tinawagan ng Teller yung Call Center nila. Matapos ang ilang segundong diskusyon at 10 minutong hold time, nakita na ng Call Center Agent na taga BDO ang problema. Ibabalik daw nila ang pera ko sa loob ng 10 araw o mas maaga pa.
10 araw... sana sinabi na lang nilang magbunjee jumping ako sa Quezon Bridge, matatanggap ko pa. 10 araw na wala sweldo at pera... yung 10 araw (technically dapat 7 days lang dahil sa 3 araw na leave ko) na pinaghirapan ko... yung pawis at dugo ko sa pagbabantay ng Service Line... yung 10 araw na pinagtrabahuhan ko... pagkatapos pa ulit ng 10 araw ko makukuha.... Anak ng teteng talaga!
Marami pa man din akong balak ngayong sweldo. Nadisgrasya yung pambili ko ng Fitrum at panlibre ko kay Pie sa Yellow Cab. May sale din daw sa National Bookstore... yung Wizardology na book Php299 na lang... malas naman... bibili pa man din ako ng bagong sapatos.. haaayyy
10 araw na naman akong pulubi... kawawa naman ako...
Thursday, March 22, 2007
Idol kita, bill gates!!!
RULE 1......Life is not fair; get used to it.
RULE 2......The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.
RULE 3......You will NOT make 40 thousand dollars a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice president with a car phone, until you earn both.
RULE 4......If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss. He doesn't have tenure.
RULE 5......Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping; they called it opportunity.
RULE 6......If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.
RULE 7......Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parents' generation, try "delousing" the closet in your own room.
RULE 8......Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not. In some schools they have abolished failing grades; they'll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.
RULE 9......Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summer off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your own time.
RULE 10.....Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.
RULE 11.....Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.
RULE 2......The world won't care about your self-esteem. The world will expect you to accomplish something BEFORE you feel good about yourself.
RULE 3......You will NOT make 40 thousand dollars a year right out of high school. You won't be a vice president with a car phone, until you earn both.
RULE 4......If you think your teacher is tough, wait till you get a boss. He doesn't have tenure.
RULE 5......Flipping burgers is not beneath your dignity. Your grandparents had a different word for burger flipping; they called it opportunity.
RULE 6......If you mess up, it's not your parents' fault, so don't whine about your mistakes, learn from them.
RULE 7......Before you were born, your parents weren't as boring as they are now. They got that way from paying your bills, cleaning your clothes and listening to you talk about how cool you are. So before you save the rain forest from the parasites of your parents' generation, try "delousing" the closet in your own room.
RULE 8......Your school may have done away with winners and losers, but life has not. In some schools they have abolished failing grades; they'll give you as many times as you want to get the right answer. This doesn't bear the slightest resemblance to ANYTHING in real life.
RULE 9......Life is not divided into semesters. You don't get summer off and very few employers are interested in helping you find yourself. Do that on your own time.
RULE 10.....Television is NOT real life. In real life people actually have to leave the coffee shop and go to jobs.
RULE 11.....Be nice to nerds. Chances are you'll end up working for one.
Happy Birthday, Pie!!!
Sa lahat ng pwedeng kalimutan, di ko pwedeng kalimutan ang birthday ng tropa ko. Ngayon kasi ay brithday ni Pie. Naalala ko, bago ako mag-off, naglagay ako ng greetings sa bulleting. Nilagay ko pa sa calendar ko. Inaantay ko pa ng 12 MN kagabi para magreet ko siya pero sad to say, nakatulugan ko. Aaaarrgghhh... NAKALIMUTAN KO ANG BIRTHDAY NG BEST FRIEND KO!!!!
Buti na lang binuksan ko ang calendar ko ngayon at nakita ko nga na brithday niya. Tumawag ako agad sa kanya. Namputsa, nakalimutan ko... di kaya mainis na naman sa kin tong bruhang ito? Di bale, babawi na lang ako next week pag nag kita kami. Libre ko na lang siya ng Yellow Cab.
Buti na lang binuksan ko ang calendar ko ngayon at nakita ko nga na brithday niya. Tumawag ako agad sa kanya. Namputsa, nakalimutan ko... di kaya mainis na naman sa kin tong bruhang ito? Di bale, babawi na lang ako next week pag nag kita kami. Libre ko na lang siya ng Yellow Cab.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Filler
Hanggang ngayon, di ko alam kung pano ko dudugtungan at tatapusin yung story na ginawa ko. Siguro hanggang simula lang talaga yung kaya ko... pero challenge to para sa kin.
Baby ko ang "The Reunion" na story. Nagsimula ito 7 years ago, yung panahong nagsisimula na akong gumawa ng direksyon sa buhay ko. Iniisip ko kasi, san at ano na nga ba kami 10 years from now?
Sa story, High School reunion ang mangyayari. Pero pano magkakaron ng reunion kung di muna babalikan yung high school di ba?
So ang story, magkakabrakada sila. Yung Sandy, nag-aral sa Switzerland para makalimutan yung first love niya. Yung playboy niyang kaibigan, si Francis, simula nung nakita niyang nasaktan yung best friend niya, di na ulit nagka gf through out his adult life. Si Vanz naman, narealize niya na ang laki nyang tanga nung pinakawalan niya si Sandy. Yun lang. Simpleng love story na may happy ending na naman although ayoko talaga sa mga happy endings. nagkataon lang na yun nag nagawa ng aking imahinasyon.
Reunion...
3 years from now High School reunion na namin. Ano ba ang maipagmamalaki ko? Ano ba yung mga bagay na ineexpect sa kin ng mga kabatch ko? Ano nga ba ang gusto kong ipakita sa kanila pag bumalik ako?
Simple lang naman: dapat successful na ako. Pero parang hindi mangyayari yun... dahil bukod sa undergrad ako, isa lang akong simpleng tech support. call center agent. agent. hindi ako engineer. isa akong tech support agent.
Ang important naman, nakatuntong ako ng college. May trabaho ako na ang sweldo ay 15k a month. Siguro ok na rin yun.
Isa pa, di pa rin ako pumapayat. Nung 4th year HS ako, medyo nangangayayat na ako. Biglang naudlot. Ewan ko ba, siguro iba lang talaga pag in love. Haaayyy...
Regrets...
Syempre marami ako nyan. Maraming marami. Simula pa lang nung high school. Ewan ko ba kung bakit di ako popular. Minsan lang. Sandali lang. Pero di ko naenjoy dahil nagsummer vacation after nun.
Ewan ko rin kung bakit walang nanliligaw sa kin nun. A, siguro kasi ang taba taba ko nun. Dinadaan ko na lang sa talino ang lahat.
Bakit ba hindi ako niligawan nung first love ko?
Bakit napakabitter ko nung 4th year high school?
Bakit ba computer engineering yung kinuha kong course at hindi Journalism na gusto kong kunin?
Bakit ba hindi ako pumasa sa UST?
Bakit hindi ako nag exam sa UP?
Bakit pinakawalan ko yung tanging taong nagpahalaga at nagmahal sa akin ng totoo?
Bakit hindi ko ginalingan yung mga subjects ko at bakit hindi ako naging honor student?
Marahil ang sagot, isip bata pa ako noon. Walang direksyon ang buhay ko. Ang pagdedesisyon, inaasa ko dun sa taong mas nakakatanda sa kin.
Marami akong regrets. Hindi lang yang mga yan. Maraming marami... minsan iniisip ko, sana hindi ko na lang ginawa yung mga bagay na ginawa ko nung bata ako. Para perfect ang buhay ko. Para naging masaya ako. Pero hindi ganon... hindi pwede yun...
Baby ko ang "The Reunion" na story. Nagsimula ito 7 years ago, yung panahong nagsisimula na akong gumawa ng direksyon sa buhay ko. Iniisip ko kasi, san at ano na nga ba kami 10 years from now?
Sa story, High School reunion ang mangyayari. Pero pano magkakaron ng reunion kung di muna babalikan yung high school di ba?
So ang story, magkakabrakada sila. Yung Sandy, nag-aral sa Switzerland para makalimutan yung first love niya. Yung playboy niyang kaibigan, si Francis, simula nung nakita niyang nasaktan yung best friend niya, di na ulit nagka gf through out his adult life. Si Vanz naman, narealize niya na ang laki nyang tanga nung pinakawalan niya si Sandy. Yun lang. Simpleng love story na may happy ending na naman although ayoko talaga sa mga happy endings. nagkataon lang na yun nag nagawa ng aking imahinasyon.
Reunion...
3 years from now High School reunion na namin. Ano ba ang maipagmamalaki ko? Ano ba yung mga bagay na ineexpect sa kin ng mga kabatch ko? Ano nga ba ang gusto kong ipakita sa kanila pag bumalik ako?
Simple lang naman: dapat successful na ako. Pero parang hindi mangyayari yun... dahil bukod sa undergrad ako, isa lang akong simpleng tech support. call center agent. agent. hindi ako engineer. isa akong tech support agent.
Ang important naman, nakatuntong ako ng college. May trabaho ako na ang sweldo ay 15k a month. Siguro ok na rin yun.
Isa pa, di pa rin ako pumapayat. Nung 4th year HS ako, medyo nangangayayat na ako. Biglang naudlot. Ewan ko ba, siguro iba lang talaga pag in love. Haaayyy...
Regrets...
Syempre marami ako nyan. Maraming marami. Simula pa lang nung high school. Ewan ko ba kung bakit di ako popular. Minsan lang. Sandali lang. Pero di ko naenjoy dahil nagsummer vacation after nun.
Ewan ko rin kung bakit walang nanliligaw sa kin nun. A, siguro kasi ang taba taba ko nun. Dinadaan ko na lang sa talino ang lahat.
Bakit ba hindi ako niligawan nung first love ko?
Bakit napakabitter ko nung 4th year high school?
Bakit ba computer engineering yung kinuha kong course at hindi Journalism na gusto kong kunin?
Bakit ba hindi ako pumasa sa UST?
Bakit hindi ako nag exam sa UP?
Bakit pinakawalan ko yung tanging taong nagpahalaga at nagmahal sa akin ng totoo?
Bakit hindi ko ginalingan yung mga subjects ko at bakit hindi ako naging honor student?
Marahil ang sagot, isip bata pa ako noon. Walang direksyon ang buhay ko. Ang pagdedesisyon, inaasa ko dun sa taong mas nakakatanda sa kin.
Marami akong regrets. Hindi lang yang mga yan. Maraming marami... minsan iniisip ko, sana hindi ko na lang ginawa yung mga bagay na ginawa ko nung bata ako. Para perfect ang buhay ko. Para naging masaya ako. Pero hindi ganon... hindi pwede yun...
Friday, March 16, 2007
Story: The Reunion - Prologue
-=Prologue=-
"Just make sure you'll be there at the airport... Yeah I know... All right... Have to go now... Yeah I'll see you at the airport... Bye." Francis Castro hung up the phone as he rushed outside his apartment. "Today is the day..." he told himself as he start up his car. He knows that he have to rush to NAIA to pick up his childhood best friend, who he haven't seen for almost 11 years. "11 years... since she decided to leave... I wonder how she looks like now" he wondered as he drove to the airport.
It has been 11 years since he last saw his childhood friend, Sandy Gonzales. She decided to study Interior Design in Switzerland after they graduated from high school. He knows the real reason why she decided to study in Switzerland, and it's not just to study. "She wants to forget everything..." he thought. "But I just hope that she haven't forgot me yet."
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Manila. Sandy thought that she can never go back to this place again. After 11 years of pursuing her dreams, she decided to go back to face her past. "I have to..." she said to herself.
She scanned through the crowd, hoping to see Francis. "As usual, he's late!" She muttered to herself. She decided to go back inside the airport when she heard somebody calling her. "Cassandra Gonzales!" It was Francis. "You're late. Again." She said. Francis helped her carry her luggages. "Haven't you heard of traffic? And, hey! I'm on time!" He said. "OK, fine!"
They were about to get inside the car when they saw another friend - it was Joey.
"Hey! Wait up for me!!!" he shouted as he ran towards them. Francis looked at Joey, smiling. "That," he said "is the late Joey Echevaria."
Sandy punched Francis. As soon as Joey reached them, he's already catching his breath. "Good... thing... you... guys... are... still... here..." he said between breath. Francis started to laugh. "Better get in, Sandy needs to rest before the big night."
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"So how's your life in Switzerland? I mean, really?" Joey asked as soon as the got into the car. "Just like what I told you guys in my letters. It was a good thing I was able to get 3 months vacation after that very difficult project I've handled."
"That's great! I really can't wait to go to our High School reunion and see old friends. You know, Tanya and Philip's going to be there, and then there's Garie, and Rachelle, and Vanz..."
As soon as she heard the last name Joey mentiones, Sandy became uneasy. Joey noticed then, and realized that he should've mentioned that Vanz's going to be there. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that..."
"No it's OK, Joey. You don't need to apologize."
Sandy stared outside the window. Her memory started to drift back to a chapter in her life that happened 11 years ago in high school...
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"Just make sure you'll be there at the airport... Yeah I know... All right... Have to go now... Yeah I'll see you at the airport... Bye." Francis Castro hung up the phone as he rushed outside his apartment. "Today is the day..." he told himself as he start up his car. He knows that he have to rush to NAIA to pick up his childhood best friend, who he haven't seen for almost 11 years. "11 years... since she decided to leave... I wonder how she looks like now" he wondered as he drove to the airport.
It has been 11 years since he last saw his childhood friend, Sandy Gonzales. She decided to study Interior Design in Switzerland after they graduated from high school. He knows the real reason why she decided to study in Switzerland, and it's not just to study. "She wants to forget everything..." he thought. "But I just hope that she haven't forgot me yet."
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Manila. Sandy thought that she can never go back to this place again. After 11 years of pursuing her dreams, she decided to go back to face her past. "I have to..." she said to herself.
She scanned through the crowd, hoping to see Francis. "As usual, he's late!" She muttered to herself. She decided to go back inside the airport when she heard somebody calling her. "Cassandra Gonzales!" It was Francis. "You're late. Again." She said. Francis helped her carry her luggages. "Haven't you heard of traffic? And, hey! I'm on time!" He said. "OK, fine!"
They were about to get inside the car when they saw another friend - it was Joey.
"Hey! Wait up for me!!!" he shouted as he ran towards them. Francis looked at Joey, smiling. "That," he said "is the late Joey Echevaria."
Sandy punched Francis. As soon as Joey reached them, he's already catching his breath. "Good... thing... you... guys... are... still... here..." he said between breath. Francis started to laugh. "Better get in, Sandy needs to rest before the big night."
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"So how's your life in Switzerland? I mean, really?" Joey asked as soon as the got into the car. "Just like what I told you guys in my letters. It was a good thing I was able to get 3 months vacation after that very difficult project I've handled."
"That's great! I really can't wait to go to our High School reunion and see old friends. You know, Tanya and Philip's going to be there, and then there's Garie, and Rachelle, and Vanz..."
As soon as she heard the last name Joey mentiones, Sandy became uneasy. Joey noticed then, and realized that he should've mentioned that Vanz's going to be there. "I'm sorry, I didn't know that..."
"No it's OK, Joey. You don't need to apologize."
Sandy stared outside the window. Her memory started to drift back to a chapter in her life that happened 11 years ago in high school...
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Safety Engineering sa Call Center...??
Sabi ng nanay ko kahapon, may namatay day na agent sa call center ng dahil sa stress. Nakakatakot talaga, knowing na call center agent din ako. Naalala ko, nung first month ko dito sa RMH, nagkahypertension ako all of a sudden. Mas lalo naman nung nasa Sitel ako. Dami kasing a$$h0l3 na customers eh.
Kung tutuusin, di naman masyadong stressful yung kinalalagyan ko ngayon (chat support) dahil di mo naman sila naririnig. Ang nakakastress lang eh yung pag dalawang sabay na session ang ginagawa ko. Nakakawindang.
Lately rin naman, overfatigued na ako. Kapag nakasteady ako, parang umiikot ang paligid ko. Madalas din ako mahilo. 3 months kasing walang absent, tapos kinarir ko pa yung OT incentive. Pero di naman ako nagsisisi kasi naging 5k richer na naman ang bangko ko.
Last week, nag VL ako. Simula noon, di na ako nahihilo. Pero si mother dear, dahil nga dun sa news na yun, nag-alala na naman. Oo nga naman, may hypertension kasi ang unica ija niya di pwedeng hindi mag-alala. Kaya ayun, napapayag tuloy akong magpacheck up next week sa doctor. Haaay...
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Sa bagay, may mga hazards talaga ang pagtatrabaho sa call center. Gaya na lang ng static electricity. Kala mo hindi delikado, pero according sa prof ko sa Safety Engineering, 3000 volts ang maximum ng Static Electricity. Pwedeng nitong mapahinto ang puso mo. Pwede rin nitong masira ang motherboard mo kung pasaway ka at binuksan mo ang PC mo sa work station. Patay ka rin sa IT pag ginawa mo yun.
Next is stress. Sa stress nagsisimula ang lahat - hypertension, cardiac arrest, asthma, sakit ng ulo, lagnat, at libog. Kaya mahirap mastress.
Susunod naman, yung tenga mo. Kung nasa phone support ka, may posibilidad na mabingi ka lalo na kung nakatodo ang volume ng headset mo. Ilang decibels lang ang kayang ihandle ng ear drum kaya dapat mag-ingat. At huwag kumain sa kama para hindi mapasukan yung tenga mo ng langgam. Nangyari na rin kasi sa kin yun. Ayun, nalagasan ako ng Php 1000+ para sa pagpapacheck up sa doctor at sa gamot na post-otic. Meron pa nga akong nabasa sa e-mail na namantay yung bata kasi napasukan ng langgam yung tenga nya tapos dumami at nagkalat sa brain niya... kinain yung utak niya... Eeeeewwww... pero syempre urban legend lang ata yun.
Yung mata naman, kailangan ingatan rin kaya di dapat palaging nakatutok sa computer. Dapat ipahinga rin ang mata, mahirap na ring mabulag.
Next is the throat. Magpahinga sa kakasalita. Huwag sigawan ang customer. Pero magandang excuse ang sore throat para umabsent at di magcalls kahit isang araw lang.
Sa mga katulad kong nasa chat support, pinaka problema eh yung carpal tunnnel. Di ko alam kung ano yun. Nabasa ko rin sa e-mail ko yun...
Kaya ang suggestion ko, pag may nararamdaman kang hindi maganda, pumunta ka na sa clinic. Ayaw mo nun, iwas calls ka kahit sandali. Mag vacation leave ka rin para mapahinga. Kesehodang unpaid siya, go lang ng go! Mag leave para mapahinga ang katawan.
Yun lang. Bow.
Kung tutuusin, di naman masyadong stressful yung kinalalagyan ko ngayon (chat support) dahil di mo naman sila naririnig. Ang nakakastress lang eh yung pag dalawang sabay na session ang ginagawa ko. Nakakawindang.
Lately rin naman, overfatigued na ako. Kapag nakasteady ako, parang umiikot ang paligid ko. Madalas din ako mahilo. 3 months kasing walang absent, tapos kinarir ko pa yung OT incentive. Pero di naman ako nagsisisi kasi naging 5k richer na naman ang bangko ko.
Last week, nag VL ako. Simula noon, di na ako nahihilo. Pero si mother dear, dahil nga dun sa news na yun, nag-alala na naman. Oo nga naman, may hypertension kasi ang unica ija niya di pwedeng hindi mag-alala. Kaya ayun, napapayag tuloy akong magpacheck up next week sa doctor. Haaay...
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Sa bagay, may mga hazards talaga ang pagtatrabaho sa call center. Gaya na lang ng static electricity. Kala mo hindi delikado, pero according sa prof ko sa Safety Engineering, 3000 volts ang maximum ng Static Electricity. Pwedeng nitong mapahinto ang puso mo. Pwede rin nitong masira ang motherboard mo kung pasaway ka at binuksan mo ang PC mo sa work station. Patay ka rin sa IT pag ginawa mo yun.
Next is stress. Sa stress nagsisimula ang lahat - hypertension, cardiac arrest, asthma, sakit ng ulo, lagnat, at libog. Kaya mahirap mastress.
Susunod naman, yung tenga mo. Kung nasa phone support ka, may posibilidad na mabingi ka lalo na kung nakatodo ang volume ng headset mo. Ilang decibels lang ang kayang ihandle ng ear drum kaya dapat mag-ingat. At huwag kumain sa kama para hindi mapasukan yung tenga mo ng langgam. Nangyari na rin kasi sa kin yun. Ayun, nalagasan ako ng Php 1000+ para sa pagpapacheck up sa doctor at sa gamot na post-otic. Meron pa nga akong nabasa sa e-mail na namantay yung bata kasi napasukan ng langgam yung tenga nya tapos dumami at nagkalat sa brain niya... kinain yung utak niya... Eeeeewwww... pero syempre urban legend lang ata yun.
Yung mata naman, kailangan ingatan rin kaya di dapat palaging nakatutok sa computer. Dapat ipahinga rin ang mata, mahirap na ring mabulag.
Next is the throat. Magpahinga sa kakasalita. Huwag sigawan ang customer. Pero magandang excuse ang sore throat para umabsent at di magcalls kahit isang araw lang.
Sa mga katulad kong nasa chat support, pinaka problema eh yung carpal tunnnel. Di ko alam kung ano yun. Nabasa ko rin sa e-mail ko yun...
Kaya ang suggestion ko, pag may nararamdaman kang hindi maganda, pumunta ka na sa clinic. Ayaw mo nun, iwas calls ka kahit sandali. Mag vacation leave ka rin para mapahinga. Kesehodang unpaid siya, go lang ng go! Mag leave para mapahinga ang katawan.
Yun lang. Bow.
Thursday, March 15, 2007
Uso ang neon green
-=Guilty Pleasure=-
Kahapon, naabutan ko sa PBO yung "It's cool bulol". Sa mga di nakakaalam, yun yung launching movie ni Red Sternberg. Sa mga di nakakakilala kay Red Sternberg, siya si Kiko sa TGiS. Sa mga di nakakaalam ng tungkol sa TGiS, isa siyang youth-oriented show nung late 90's na nagpasimuno ng lahat ng youth oriented show.
Going back sa launching movie ni Kiko, este, ni Red Sternberg pala. Sa totoo lang, korni siya. Korni, korni, korni! Oo, nung nagshowing siya sa sinehan, pinanood ko siya dahil sa pagmamahal ko kay Red Sternberg. Oo, inaamin ko, mahal na mahal ko siya kaya pinanood ko siya NOON. Favorite ko kasi yung loveteam nila ni Rica Peralejo NOON. (Halatang matanda na ako...)
Going back ulit sa movie. Uulitin ko, Korni siya. Grabe! Di ko alam na uso pala ang neon green noon, at ternohan mo ng bright orange!!! Uso ang hating buhok! Cool ang kulat blue na buhok! Hingyorkzski!!! Adik! 90's na 90's!!!
Yung story, ok naman. Pero sana ginalingan ni Red yung pagarte kasi walang kalatoy latoy... haaay...
Pero in fairness... ang gwapo gwapo talaga niya!!! yihee!!! ang gwapo ni papa red!!!
Pero di pa rin ako makapniwalang uso ang neon green noon...
Kahapon, naabutan ko sa PBO yung "It's cool bulol". Sa mga di nakakaalam, yun yung launching movie ni Red Sternberg. Sa mga di nakakakilala kay Red Sternberg, siya si Kiko sa TGiS. Sa mga di nakakaalam ng tungkol sa TGiS, isa siyang youth-oriented show nung late 90's na nagpasimuno ng lahat ng youth oriented show.
Going back sa launching movie ni Kiko, este, ni Red Sternberg pala. Sa totoo lang, korni siya. Korni, korni, korni! Oo, nung nagshowing siya sa sinehan, pinanood ko siya dahil sa pagmamahal ko kay Red Sternberg. Oo, inaamin ko, mahal na mahal ko siya kaya pinanood ko siya NOON. Favorite ko kasi yung loveteam nila ni Rica Peralejo NOON. (Halatang matanda na ako...)
Going back ulit sa movie. Uulitin ko, Korni siya. Grabe! Di ko alam na uso pala ang neon green noon, at ternohan mo ng bright orange!!! Uso ang hating buhok! Cool ang kulat blue na buhok! Hingyorkzski!!! Adik! 90's na 90's!!!
Yung story, ok naman. Pero sana ginalingan ni Red yung pagarte kasi walang kalatoy latoy... haaay...
Pero in fairness... ang gwapo gwapo talaga niya!!! yihee!!! ang gwapo ni papa red!!!
Pero di pa rin ako makapniwalang uso ang neon green noon...
Monday, March 5, 2007
Pulubi Days
Nung unang panahon, may isang batang nasanay sa luho. Lahat ng gusto niya, nakukuha niya. Lahat ng klase ng Barbie, meron siya, at linggo linggo, may bago niyang laruan na nasisira rin bago mag gabi.
Nanggaling siya sa isang prestihiyosong eskwelahan. Madami siyang pangrap. Bukod doon, mahal na mahal siya ng mga magulang - mali - nanay niya. Akala niya walang katapusan yun hanggang sa...
OK Fine, istorya ko to. Kala ko nun, pinaka pulubi days ko na yung wala akong pambili ng pink sago kay Manang Banta... hindi pa pala...
Babala: ang iyong matutunghayan ay totoong nangyari.
Pulubi days:
Haay.. buti na lang ngayon may pera na rin kahit papano...
Nanggaling siya sa isang prestihiyosong eskwelahan. Madami siyang pangrap. Bukod doon, mahal na mahal siya ng mga magulang - mali - nanay niya. Akala niya walang katapusan yun hanggang sa...
OK Fine, istorya ko to. Kala ko nun, pinaka pulubi days ko na yung wala akong pambili ng pink sago kay Manang Banta... hindi pa pala...
Babala: ang iyong matutunghayan ay totoong nangyari.
Pulubi days:
- Naalala ko nung nasa 2nd year college ako, di ako makapasok sa school dahil wala na akong pamasahe. Absent tuloy ako sa favorite subject kong Anal Geom at Psych.
- isang subject lang yung summer ko kasi WALA TALAGA AKONG PAMBAYAD.
- Di si mama yung nagpaaral sa akin.
- For the first time, sa ibang tao ako nanghihingi ng allowance.
- Wala akong pangload. Yung celphone ko na 5110 di ko mapalitan. Bale 3 buwan ata akong di makabili ng prepaid card nun.
- Huli lagi yung pambayad ko sa project.
- Nagtitipid ako ng pangresearch.
- Pinatulan ko yung piso per print sa likod ng SM Manila.
- Nag LOA ako.
- Nagbabaon ako ng lunch kasi mahal ang pagkain sa school. Nung nagsisimula ako sa Sitel, nagbabaon na rin ako ng lunch para tipid.
- Wala kaming telepono.
- Tinutulog ko na lang pag gutom ako.
Haay.. buti na lang ngayon may pera na rin kahit papano...
Thursday, March 1, 2007
Accidentally in love
So she said what's the problem baby
What's the problem I don't know
Well maybe I'm in love (love)
Think about it every time
I think about it
Can't stop thinking 'bout it
How much longer will it take to cure this
Just to cure it cause I can't ignore it if it's love (love)
Makes me wanna turn around and face me but I don't know nothing 'bout love
Come on, come on
Turn a little faster
Come on, come on
The world will follow after
Come on, come on
Cause everybody's after love
So I said I'm a snowball running
Running down into the spring that's coming all this love
Melting under blue skies
Belting out sunlight
Shimmering love
Well baby I surrender
To the strawberry ice cream
Never ever end of all this love
Well I didn't mean to do it
But there's no escaping your love
These lines of lightning
Mean we're never alone,
Never alone, no, no
Come on, come on
Jump a little higher
Come on, come on
If you feel a little lighter
Come on, come on
We were once
Upon a time in love
We're accidentally in love
Accidentally in love (x7)
Accidentally
I'm In Love, I'm in Love,
I'm in Love, I'm in Love,
I'm in Love, I'm in Love,
Accidentally in love
I'm in love
Alone
ayoko sa lahat yung sobrang namimiss ko yung isang tao... feeling ko mababaliw ako kakaisip sa kanya... haaayyy... kami na pero parang naghiwalay ulit kami dahil di ko na siya macocontact (binenta niya kasi yung phone niya). pero ok lang... alam ko na babalik siya at aantayin ko siya kahit gaano katagal... siya lang ang mahal ko... siya lang...
pero iniisip ko does she deserve me? ni wala man lang akong naitulong sa problema niya... shit talaga... kung hawak ko buhay ko, nagawa ko siyang tulungan kaso...
haayy... mamatay na ata ako sa sobrang pagkamiss ko sa kanya..
pero iniisip ko does she deserve me? ni wala man lang akong naitulong sa problema niya... shit talaga... kung hawak ko buhay ko, nagawa ko siyang tulungan kaso...
haayy... mamatay na ata ako sa sobrang pagkamiss ko sa kanya..
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