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Saturday, February 26, 2005
It's TimeI think effort is also needed to be nice to someone. I really dislike some of my friends back home. Oh! Change the word "friend." I know they're just neighbors and aquaintances. I've been nice to them eversince. Now what do I get? Harsh treatment. I've been holding what I'm feeling cos I don't want to hurt anyone. Borrow this. Borrow that. Ask some help.Those are fine. I'm just curious on how each of you could smile at me then, roll your eyes and laugh hard after. Pick on my clothes. Pick on my hair. Pick on my job. Where would I put myself? Well, this time I have to tell you that I am not the friendliest person on earth. I am not allowing you to eat me wholely. And I would not be smiling at you the way I used to. P.S. Prove yourselves to me first. Help your own family. Get a job. Better, get a life. ****************** Last Song Syndrome: True Colors Phil CollinsYou with the sad eyes don't be discouraged oh I realize it's hard to take courage in a world full of peopleyou can lose sight of it alland the darkness inside youcan make you feel so smallBut I see your true colors shining through I see your true colors and that's why I love you so don't be afraid to let them show your true colors true colors are beautiful like a rainbow Show me a smile then don't be unhappy, can't remember when I last saw you laughing if this world makes you crazy and you've taken all you can bear you call me up because you know I'll be there And I'll see your true colors shining through I see your true colors
and that's why I love youso don't be afraid to let them show your true colors true colors are beautiful like a rainbow I hope I could sing this one nicely. But I'm no singer. I would definitely dedicate the whole song to all the friends I've made from college onwards. You made me me. And thank you for that.
posted by Arn  at 1:49 PM
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Friday, February 25, 2005
Pang-Wala Lang Na Post...Holiday ngayon dito. Walang pasok halos lahat. Pero kami syempre, eh meron. EDSA Revolution anniv kasi. Special holiday. Meaning 30% additional sa sweldo. Ok na din kesa sa bahay lang ako mag-stay. Nakakatamad din ngayon sa opis. Kasi ala gaano tao. Parang Sabado. Tas yung proxy setting na ginagamit namin para maka-access ng naka-block na sites (friendster, PEx), eh nadiskubre na ata ng IT dito. Kaya ayun. Tablado na naman kami. ****************** Kahapon naman, late na ko nakakain ng lunch. 12nn sana ko bababa sa food court kaso ang dami pang naghihintay sa elevator. Andito kasi sa opis namin sina Pres. Arroyo at Sen. Roxas. Di ko nga gaano nakita maski ilang meters lang layo nila. Dami din kasing nakaharang. Tas may suot pa kong headset kaya di ako gaano makakilos. ****************** Nung Miyerkules, eh nakita ko yung barkada ko sa may Glorietta. Sa may Magallanes ang trabaho nya. Ako naman dito sa may Ayala kaya magkalapit lang. Huli ata kaming magkita nung umabay ako sa kasal nya. November last year pa ata yun. Nakita ko sya na pababa ng escalator. Paakyat sana ko kasi hinintay ko na lang sya na bumaba. Tas kinalabit ko. Sabay na kami sa MRT at sa bus pauwi. Medyo nga inantok ako sa kwentuhan namin, eh. Magaiba nga kami, oo. Pero magkaibigan kami. Di kasi makaka-relate yun pag nagkwento ko ng mga hilig ko. Eh, nung nasa MRT kami, eh kinuwento pa yung textmate nya. Isang taon din nya atang di na-text yun. Nagkakilala sila nung na-wrong send sya. 0920 number ko. Yung naging tetxmate nya, eh 0919. Tas parehas na kami ng last 7 digits. Nung nasa MRT pa kami, eh inulit-ulit pa nyang sinabi number ko. Tas vine-verify kung yun nga. Ako naman medyo pilit na ngiti ko kasi di ko trip pag-usapan mga textmates o mga kalokohan sa fone. Tas ang lakas pa ng boses nya sa MRT at sinabi pa ng paulit-ulti yung number ko. Ayoko lang kasi ng medyo malakas ang boses na parang "boses lasing" pa. Nung nasa bus naman kami, eh tanong pa ng tanong ng email add ko kasi kakagawa lang nya ng account. Eh, di kami masyado magkarinigan. Eh, di ang lakas na naman ng boses. Tas email add ko na naman ang napalakas ang sabi. Sinabi ko na ngang mamaya na lang. Ok. Sige. Wala namang masama sa ganun. Kaso para sakin, eh ang private na ng celfone number at email add para madinig pa ng madami. ****************** Nakakaaliw na mag-edit ng template. Check nyo yung buttons sa dulo ng sidebar ko. ****************** Patay na naman. Ako na naman ang nakatoka na magbayad ng electric bill. Haay..
posted by Arn at 3:00 PM
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Tuesday, February 22, 2005
Simple Pero RockI should've posted this one last Friday. What the heck? It's never too late. Alright, I was such in a hurry that day. I woke up at 6:45 a.m., the time that I was suppose to leave home and take my ride. But that day, I missed the noise of my alarm clock. I consumed my coffee for about 5 minutes. Took a shower at 15. Left home around 6:15 a.m. Waiting period not included. Finally, I got my butt inside the fx taxi. I was seated in the middle. I was stroke by the rush hour. All I've got in my mind was to get in the office before 8 a.m. And leaving the house at past 6 a.m. would mean a risk of being late. A few meters away from where I left, I noticed the moon was still up. It was actually in its wholeness. Orange. Bright. New moon perhaps. Then, I told myself, "Everyday I am in a hurry. When was the last time I gave some time to appreciate nature?" I just smiled while I looked by the window. I never let go of that beauty until it was covered by the tall evergreens along the street. I could've captured that with a camera. Sayang.All the while, I thought I didn't start my day right. That I would not be smiling the whole day since rushing on the streets made my armpits sweat really hard. "Not my day today," I said. But that big, orange moon was something. Definitely something worth of my smile. ******************After sometime, I finally got myself a new shirt. And that's a really nice shirt. Just last Saturday, I decided to go get myself one. I planned to shop during my day off. And I convinced myself that I would be bringing home something nice. I always end up not buying the thing I want because of the reason.. Read: Save(!). I've been saving, yes. It's not bad. But it's not enjoying if I would really be hard on myself. And that is to enjoy what I worked for. Besides, I need clothes. I mean, who doesn't? I am a bad shopper.Embodiement of a typical Libran. But Saturday was great. I like what I got. ****************** Kahapon, may bomb threat pala samin. Sa may Cathedral at sa Provincial Office daw. Eh, pumunta pa ko ng oras na may threat sa bayan kung nasaan ang Cathedral. Di ko naman kasi alam. Talagang pag Lunes, eh pumupunta ko dun sa Adoration Chapel tas nag-go-grocery ng konti. Kaya pala di umikot yung jeep sa likod ng simbahan.. tas ang daming pulis at tao sa mismong patio ng simbahan.. Pero nagawa ko pa ding pumasok sa chapel. Wala naman kasing pumigil at nagsabi sakin. Kaya rin pala nagtatanungan yung mga tao na nakatambay sa labas ng eskwelahan ko nung high school kung papauwiin na yung mga estudyante. Nalaman ko lang na may threat nga nung nakauwi na ko ng bahay. Walang kamuwang-muwang pa man din akong naglakad-lakad dun sa lugar. Buti na lang at walang nangyaring masama. Di simple ang ganitong balita. Mas lalo lang nagiging kumplikado ang buhay dahil sa hangarin ng tao. May magbabago ba kung napasabog nila yung simbahan at opisina? Di ba kapwa Pilipino din naman ang sasaktan nila? Uunlad ba ang Pinas pagkatapos ng ganyan? Makikinabang ba ang pamilya ng mga magiging biktima? Ano ang ibig palabasin ng mga ganyang klaseng tao? Ang dami ko pa sanang gustong itanong. Kaso wala lang saysay yun sa mga taong makiitid ang isip. Hoy! Tao ka naman siguro, di ba? Eh, ba't pati kalahi at kauri mo, eh ginaganyan mo? ****************** Pagkaing kalye? Marami akong nadadaanang ganyan. Kaso ang latest addiction ko ngayon, eh yung adobong mani na binebenta sa bus. Ang sarap kasi ng bawang. Kaya lang may tanong ako. Eh, ba't laging sinasabi nung nagbebenta na bagong luto yung mani. Minsan naman, eh di nila pinupuno yung lalagyang papel. Minsan pinapaapaw naman nila. Tas minsan sa timba na lalagyan ng mani, eh may tinda namang mineral water na nakalagay dun sa ilalim. Eh, di lumamig na yun? Ah, baka marketing strategy. Kaya ko natanong yan kasi kadalasan, eh bumibili ko neto sa bus. Wala pa ngang Quezon Blvd, eh ubos ko na yung binili kong limang pisong mani. Maalat, oo. Pero bawang naman ang habol ko kasi. Pag nginuya mo pa, eh minsan mapapatigil ka. Tas nag-iisip ka na pala tungkol sa araw mo, sa plano mo o kung anuman yung tumatakbo sa isip mo. Ako nga minsan habang tinatanggal ko yung nasigit na piraso ng mani sa ngipin ko, eh di ko alam na napapag-isip na naman ako. Yung tinga yun. Habang hirap yung dila ko na inaalis yung tinga ko, e di na pala ko kumukurap tas nakatigin na ko sa malayo. At pag bumalik na ko sa kasalukuyan kong pag-iisip, eh sisikapin ko na namang alisin yung tinga na yun. ****************** Eto ang dalawang spoof ng commercial sa telebisyon. Yung produkto na nagpapaputi ng balat. Galing ang mga yan sa beerkada.tk. (Nasa sidebar ko yung link. Pakipindot mo na lang)   Last Song Syndrome: Simple Things UsherYeah, uhh They say money can't buy you love They say money can't buy you love They never seem to listen I'm all ears Just copped your girl a brand new Rolex But you can never find the time to spend at home Thinkin' it's gon' keep her happy When time is all she wanted all along [Chorus] It's the simple things in life we forget You hear her talkin' but don't hear what she said Why do you make something so easy so complicated Searching for what's right in front of your face So you think that you know what's important Steady chasin' your fame and your fortune But you don't knowYou're chasing a dime losin' a treasure Those dollars don't make sense to me at all Ooh, it goes Duh da duh da You give her spending money Duh da duh da But all she wanna spend is time alone (tonight) Keep givin' herThe finer things but But she don't really need that If you don't stop you're You're gonna end up alone (alone) The world without love (duh duh da duh da) Why would you do it [Chorus x2] It's the simple things in life we forgetYou hear her talkin' but don't hear what she saidWhy do you make something so easy so complicatedSearching for what's right in front of your faceBut you can't see it (listen)Stop tryna buy her love'cuz you won't ever have enough There's always someone with more than you You need to pay her attention Give her what she needs Do the simple things Before you lose your girl to me Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeeah Yeeeah yeah Play on playa Yeah Your girl comin' wit' me shorty, haha I'm tellin' you man'cuz u know You better look out I hear you talkin', i hear you talkin' (ha) But what are you saying Oh hoo oh hooo Don't be a fool You got a good thing Man are you blind Stupid or crazy? You got a good thing (uh) You got a good thing If that's your lady You better hold on And give her what she want Before she move on Man I tell you cars, clothes, and fancy things don't mean a damn thing If you ain't kickin it baby [Chorus] [Fade] Don't let this be the thing you'll always regret, no It's right there, it's right there
posted by Arn at 1:05 PM
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Friday, February 18, 2005
BlogthingsA few quizzes from this site --> blogthings . Trip trip lang.
Your Dominant Intelligence is Linguistic Intelligence |
You are excellent with words and language. You explain yourself well.
An elegant speaker, you can converse well with anyone on the fly.
You are also good at remembering information and convicing someone of your point of view.
A master of creative phrasing and unique words, you enjoy expanding your vocabulary.
You would make a fantastic poet, journalist, writer, teacher, lawyer, politician, or translator.
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You Are 17 Years Old |
17
Under 12: You are a kid at heart. You still have an optimistic life view - and you look at the world with awe.
13-19: You are a teenager at heart. You question authority and are still trying to find your place in this world.
20-29: You are a twentysomething at heart. You feel excited about what's to come... love, work, and new experiences.
30-39: You are a thirtysomething at heart. You've had a taste of success and true love, but you want more!
40+: You are a mature adult. You've been through most of the ups and downs of life already. Now you get to sit back and relax.
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Your Seduction Style: The Charmer |
You're a master at intimate conversation and verbal enticement.
You seduce with words, by getting people to open up to you.
By establishing this deep connection quickly, people feel under your power.
And then you've got them exactly where you want them! |
You Have A Type B+ Personality |
B+
You're a pro at going with the flow
You love to kick back and take in everything life has to offer
A total joy to be around, people crave your stability.
While you're totally laid back, you can have bouts of hyperactivity.
Get into a project you love, and you won't stop until it's done
You're passionate - just selective about your passions |
Your Passion is Green |
For you, sex is always fresh and new.
You approach sex with innocence, even if you aren't as innocent as you seem!
Gentle and slow, you aren't exactly known for your passion.
But what you lack in smooth moves, you make up for in sweet charm. |
Your Love Number is |
2
Of all the numbers, you are the most caring and empathetic lover.
Unselfish and humble, you find it easy to forgive your sweetie's mistakes.
At times, your need to please can be come a bit too needy.
As long as you remain somewhat independent, your relationships are perfectly balanced. |
posted by Arn at 2:57 PM
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Thursday, February 17, 2005
Linsiyak!Ansaket ng tiyan ko. Parang matigas sya tas parang umaalon sa loob. Wala akong alaga, uy. Masakit talaga. Nakakapanghina. Siguro nga nalipasan ako ng gutom gaya ng sinabi ng teammate ko. Nagkape lang kasi ako kaninang umaga. Nakakain na naman ako ng tanghalian ko. Pero masakit pa din. Pag ni-relax ko lang saka ko di nararamdaman. Wala tuloy ako maisip na i-post ngayon kasi ang konsentrasyon ko, e nasa tiyan ko. Anchaket! Oist! Di ako naje-jebs a. :p
posted by Arn at 2:34 PM
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Wednesday, February 16, 2005
I Try(An email from my friend Jaja)An old but inspiring one... This is the commencement speech by the writer, Anna Quindlen, to the graduates at Villanova School. ========== It's a great honor for me to be the third member of my family to receive an honorary doctorate from this great university. It's an honor to follow my great Uncle Jim, who was a gifted physician, and my Uncle Jack, who is a remarkable businessman. Both of them could have told you something important about their professions, about medicine or commerce. I have no specialized field of interest or expertise, which puts me at a disadvantage talking to you today. I'm a novelist. My work is human nature. Real life is all I know. Don't ever confuse the two, your life and your work. The second is only part of the first. Don't ever forget what a friend once wrote Senator Paul Tsongas when the senator decided not to run for re-election because he had been diagnosed with cancer: "No man ever said on his deathbed, 'I wish I had spent more time at the office." Don't ever forget the words my father sent me on a postcard last year: "If you win the rat race, you're still a rat." Or what John Lennon wrote before he was gunned down in the driveway of the Dakota: "Life is what happens while you are busy making other plans." You will walk out of here this afternoon with only one thing that no one else has. There will be hundreds of people out there with your same degree; there will be thousands of people doing what you want to do for a living. But you will be the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on a bus, or in a car, or at the computer. Not just the life of your mind, but the life of your heart. Not just your bank account but your soul. People don't talk about the soul very much anymore. It's so much easier to write a resume than to craft a spirit. But a resume is a cold comfort on a winter night, or when you're sad, or broke, or lonely, or when you've gotten back the test results and they're not so good. Here is my resume: I am a good mother to three children. I have tried never to let my profession stand in the way of being a good parent. I no longer consider myself the center of the universe. I show up. I listen. I try to laugh. I am a good friend to my husband. I have tried to make marriage vows mean what they say. I am a good friend to my friends, and they to me. Without them, there would be nothing to say to you today, because I would be a cardboard cutout. But I call them on the phone, and I meet them for lunch. I would be rotten, or at best mediocre at my job, if those other things were not true. You cannot be really first rate at your work if your work is all you are. So here's what I wanted to tell you today: Get a life. A real life, not a manic pursuit of the next promotion, the bigger paycheck, the larger house. Do you think you'd care so very much about those things if you blew an aneurysm one afternoon, or found a lump in your breast? Get a life in which you notice the smell of salt water pushing itself on a breeze over Seaside Heights, a life in which you stop and watch how a red tailed hawk circles over the water or the way a baby scowls with concentration when she tries to pick up a Cheerio with her thumb and first finger. Get a life in which you are not alone. Find people you love, and who love you. And remember that love is not leisure, it is work. Pick up the phone. Send an e-mail. Write a letter. Get a life in which you are generous. And realize that life is the best thing ever, and that you have no business taking it for granted. Care so deeply about its goodness that you want to spread it around. Take money you would have spent on beers and give it to charity. Work in a soup kitchen. Be a big brother or sister. All of you want to do well. But if you do not do good too, then doing well will never be enough. It is so easy to waste our lives, our days, our hours, our minutes. It is so easy to take for granted the color of our kids' eyes, the way the melody in a symphony rises and falls and disappears and rises again. It is so easy to exist instead of to live. I learned to live many years ago. Something really, really bad happened to me, something that changed my life in ways that, if I had my druthers, it would never have been changed at all. And what I learned from it is what, today, seems to be the hardest lesson of all: I learned to love the journey, not the destination. I learned that it is not a dress rehearsal, and that today is the only guarantee you get. I learned to look at all the good in the world and try to give some of it back because I believed in it, completely and utterly. And I tried to do that, in part, by telling others what I had learned. By telling them this: Consider the lilies of the field. Look at the fuzz on a baby's ear. Read in the backyard with the sun on your face. Learn to be happy. And think of life as a terminal illness, because if you do, you will live it with joy and passion as it ought to be lived... ================ Vocabulary: ** druthers - n. the right or chance to choose; "given my druthers, I'd eat cake" [syn: preference] (from dictionary.com) ================ I won't contest (tama ba spelling?). Ganito ang mga article na gusto kong basahin. Yung tipong mapapa-hmm ako. Tas sasabihin ko sa sarili ko na, "Tama nga naman." At mapapangiti ako kasi naka-relate ako. Kahapon lang pauwi, e napag-isip na naman po ang inyong abang lingkod. Sa may third row sa harap ako nakaupo, sa may aisle kasi nahihilo ko sa tabi ng bintana. Eh, di ako makatulog kasi ang gara nung ilaw nung bus. Pinaghalong green at yellow lights kaya nakakahilo. Kahit na medyo inaantok ako't kakakain ko lang ng 2 donuts at freeze mocha nun sa bus habang naghihintay ng pasahero. Ok. On with the story. Naisip ko na kakasweldo ko nga lang pala kahapon. Pero di ko pa wi-nithdraw yun kasi nga may allowance na ko for this week. Hinahanda ko na ng maaga para di ako magkumamot na maghanap ng pera pag start ng work week ko. Tas pumasok sa isip ko na ako'y namamasukan sa isang kumpanyang nagpapasweldo ng higit sa minimum sa kanilang mga empleyado. Naisip ko ang mga kuya ko.. ang ate ko.. ang kapatid kong mas bata sakin na teller ngayon sa isang bangko. Parang mas mataas ata ang sweldo ko sa kanila. Ang dalawa kong kuya, eh di naman natapos yung college kasi nag-asawa agad yung isa. Pero may trabaho naman sila pero di ganun ka-stable. Yung ate ko, eh teacher sa isang school for care givers. Yung kapatid ko, eh yun nga, teller sa bangko sa maynila. Tas may isa pa kong kuya na pinakapanganay pero mas mabuti pang di ko na lang sambitin ang kanyang ngalan. At ako, isang customer service rep. Take note : di ako operator(!). May 2 pa kong mas batang kapatid na nag-aaaral pa din ngayon. Fact na naman na pag sa call center ka nagtatrabaho, eh mas malaki ang sweldo mo sa karamihan. Naisip ko na pa'no na lang yung mga nagbebenta ng kanilang produkto sa palenge. Depende sa lakas o tumal ng araw ang kita nila. Sa mga nangongontrata? Depende kung may makuha sila ng deal. Eh, yung mga saleslady o nasa counter ng food chain? Pa'no kaya nila pinagkakasya yung kita nila? Eh, kung may pamilya silang sinusuportahan o may pinagagamot na mahal sa buhay? Pa'no pa kung ang layo ng bahay nila sa kanilang pinapasukan. Patay ka sa pamasahe lalo pa't nagtaas na ng pamasahe ang mga galing ng norte dahil sa bagong expressway. Dapat ko ba silang problemahin? Problema ko ba ang problema nila? Oo. Naiisip ko sila. Pero di ko sila pinoproblema. Paano ko naman ma-e-enjoy ang sarili kong buhay kung maski kalat na iniwan ng isang pasahero sa bus, e isang malaking issue pa sakin? Naaapektuhan lang ako. Di ko alam kung mabilis akong maawa pero mabilis kong naiisip ang sarili ko na nasa kalagayan nila. Kasi nga naman di pa ko ganun ka-segurado na stable na ang trabaho ko ngayon. Yung tipong di ako magre-resign. For good na. Eto na ang aking karera, tapos. Sa ngayon, talagang di ko pa masabi. Sa bayad, wala naman akong problema, e. Nabibili ko naman ang mga gusto ko. Di naman ako maluho. Daanin lang natin sa ipon. Di yung isang bugso lang ng sweldo, eh nilipad lang ng hangin at di man lamang nag-init sa pikata ko. Sinubukan ko ring ikumpara ang sarili ko nung mga oras na iyon sa ibang tao. Oo, sige. Mas mayaman siya. Mas "maganda" ang trabaho. Masaya sa aking palagay ang kanyang buhay. Ngunit di ko malalaman kung iyon ay totoo hangga't di ako nagiging siya. Ang ibig kong sabihin, e eto ko. Iyon siya. Talagang malaki ang pinagkaiba. Maaaring may kinikimkim din sya o hinihiling na sana'y ibang tao s'ya. Yun ang di ko alam. Sa aking palagay ay sa ngayon madami pa din tayong gusto. Ako. Ikaw. Wala pa siguro tayo sa punto na kuntento na tayo sa buhay na meron tayo.. sa mga narating natin.. sa mga naipanalo nating laban.. sa mga natupad nating mga pangarap at hiling.. Bata pa kasi tayo. Ako, oo. Malay ko lang sa'yo kung ilang taon ka na. Biro lang. Pero kung pakaiisipin ay mas nauubos ang oras ng karamihan kakaisip ng "baka" o "sakali" o "siguro". Pinapalampas natin ang oras na di man lang tayo napangiti ng ating iniisip. Bagkus ay kunot na noo lamang ang salamin ng ating pag-aalala. O, ayan. Alala. Worry sa Ingles. Ang bigat ng salita. Parang nakakatanggal ng lakas di lamang pisikal kundi maging emosyunal. Sa loob ng isang oras, palagay ko e may ilang minuto din ako nakakapag-alala ng kung anong bagay. Sumahin mo yung 24 oras, e di ang daming minuto din ang nasayang sa kakaalala ko. Na sa bandang huli ay di ko alam kung may katuturan o wala kasi tapos na ang oras sa kakaisip. Maging kahapon. Di ba senyal ng pag-aalala ang pag-iisip ko kahapon? Ngunit iyon nama'y may saysay. Napagtanto ko naman ang maraming bagay. Concern lang naman ako. Nasa konteksto na naman ng salita --- concern = alala. "It is so easy to exist instead of to live," wika ng may akda. Mas mahirap nga naman na mabuhay. Parang um-attend ka ng isang party. Tupperware party to be exact. Ang beso-beso nga ba ay ayos? Masayang maghanda at magdamit ng magara at humarap sa ibang mga imbitado. Pero ang ngumiti at makipagkwentuhan ng ayon sa loob mo e mahirap. *inom ng freeze mocha* Syeters! Brain freeze. Na-back to reality ako ng di oras. Malapit na pala kong bumaba. Tas pagbaba ko ng bus. Tinignan ko ang anino ko sa ilalim ng poste at sinabi ko sa sarili ko, "Mahaba na nga ang buhok ko. Pero gusto ko 'to. Masasabi ko sa sarili ko pagtanda ko na minsan naranasan ko naman ang long hair." Mababaw, oo. Pero yan naman ang buhay sa tingin ko. Sa kababawan, e mahuhuli mo na lang ang sarili mo na ngingiti-ngiti at napapailing. Parang gawin mo na lahat ng magandang bagay hangga't maaga pa. Hangga't bata ka pa. Subukan mo na maski isang beses lang. Para di mo masabi sa sarili mo na, "Sayang..," o "Sana..." Mahalaga, e sinubukan nating mabuhay. Gaya ngayon. Sayang at di ko masalin sa Ingles 'to ng maintindihan ng mga nagba-blog hop. Pero ok na din 'to. Magandang araw sa inyo. (Good day in English. -- Eto man lang ma-translate ko. Haha!) Last Song Syndrome: I Try by Macy GreyGames, changes and fears When will they go from here When will they stop I believe that fate has brought us here And we should be together But we're not I play it off but I'm dreaming of you I'll keep my cool but I'm fiendin. I try to say goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it, it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near Goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it, it's clear My world crumbles when you are not nearI may appear to be free But I'm just a prisoner of your love I may seem alright and smile when you leave But my smiles are just a front I play it off but I'm dreamin of you I'll keep my cool but I'm fiendin I try to say goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it, it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near Goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near Here is my confession May I be your possession Boy I need your touch Your love kisses and such With all my might I try But this I can't deny, deny I play it off but I'm dreaming of you I'll keep my cool but I'm fiendin I try to say goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near Goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near Goodbye and I choke I try to walk away and I stumble Though I try to hide it it's clear My world crumbles when you are not near
posted by Arn at 12:38 PM
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Tuesday, February 15, 2005
My Concerns about the recent Grammy Awards  Christina Milian dippin' it low  Ashanti minus Ja Rule.. Yes!  Alicia Keys. Best Female R&B Vocal Performance Best R&B Performance By A Duo Or Group With Vocals - My Boo (w/ Usher) Best R&B Song - You Don't Know My Name Best R&B Album - The Diary Of Alicia Keys  The Black Eyed Peas Best Jazz Vocal Album - Let's Get It Started Runnin' .. Runnin'- nin' .. Runnin'.. Runnin' - nin'  John Mayer. Song Of The Year - Daughters Best Male Pop Vocal Performance - Daughters I never thought this song has already been released 'til the awards came.  Kanye West. Best Salsa/Merengue Album - Jesus Walks Best Comedy Album - The College Dropout He delivered the best speech amongst all that night. And his song "Jesus Walks" is haunting. **Best New Artist - Maroon 5 **Best Latin Pop Album - Yeah! (Usher Featuring Lil Jon & Ludacris) ****************** It's me and my nephews and nieces yesterday for Valentine's. The day was fine. But to close it with a bomb attack was a very scary and sad story. Mga walang magawa ang mga punyemas na yun a. Wala sigurong nagmamahal na kanila. Bwiset, eh!
posted by Arn at 1:25 PM
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Saturday, February 12, 2005
Random Thoughts File 5.0Got Game?Sad. UST lost to DLSU last Thursday on the first round of the finals of the Shakey's V League. They were up by two sets still it was not enough. Hope they'd win the game tomorrow to tie with the other team. Court action was great last night. Ginebra Gin Kings won over Talk 'N Text Phonepals. No effect on me since I am not a fan of either of these teams. Congratulations to them especially to their coaching staff and fans though I didn't like what Caguioa said. (" Sa lahat ng Talk 'N Text fans, alam ko Ginebra pa rin ang nasa puso nyo." Duh! ) ****************** SpecialTingin mo? Ano nga ba ibig sabihin nito? Meron special offer.. special chicharon.. bibingka espesyal.. pizza special.. palabok special.. boko juice na special.. special polvoron.. special tocino.. pinipig na special.. special pize.. special treat.. buko pie na special.. special peanut brittle.. special chichacorn.. Alam ko ang mga nabanggit ko, e nakakain. E pa'no yung special? Di naman nakakain yun, di ba? ****************** Balentayms An email sent to all employees in the office: Happy Hearts Day! [name of flowershop here] is giving PS employees 10% discount! When it comes to Valentine's Day gifts, carefully selecting the flower varieties and colors you send will result in a thoughtful, customized gift your loved-one will treasure. The first step is to consider you're his or her preferences. What colors does he or she like? Men respond well to vivid, crisp colors such as red, orange, purple and blue. Women tend to relish pastel tones of pinks, peaches and lavenders. Does she have any favorite flowers? What are his hobbies? Ask yourself what message you want to convey. Having trouble putting your feelings into words? Here are some flower meanings to guide you in choosing the right Valentine's Day gift: Rose ------------------------- Love Rose, Burgundy -------------- Unconscious love Rose, Deep Red --------------- Bashful Rose, Pink -------------------- Perfect happiness Rose, White ------------------- I am worthy of you Rose, Yellow ------------------ Decrease of love, Jealousy Rose, Red & White together --- Unity Tulip ------------------------- Fame Tulip, Red -------------------- Declaration of love Hmm.. A tender/nice/sweet/wet/passionate kiss would be better. Don't you think? ****************** Balentayms Take 2Wow. Lapit na. Repost ko lang yung entry ko last year about Valentine's sa USTexchange.com. *hum-hum-hum-hum* Ay! Syeters! Wala na ata yung lahat ng journals sa USTex. Kainis naman. O, sige. Post na lang ako ng pix taken 3 yrs. ago.  First stop. DENR in Baguio City. In the picture are (L-R) Regan, Joms, me, John, Ronald, Karel, Anna, Fatima, Bebeth, Snowy, Vanessa, Haydz, Xixa, Alex and Eug.  We're at Spirits Disco. Some spent that cold Valentine evening in the club. Some in the videoke bar. But I opted to spend mine here. With me are Vanessa, Rox, Karel, Anna, Eug, Fatima, Glenn, JR, Haydz, Alex, Mario and William.  Inside the girls' bedroom. We were there to take over the cake and other food. I was wearing a bonnet here. The girls: Carol, Annette, Ac, Bebeth, Snowy Margaux, Alex, Kookai, Prezy, Roselyn and Chie. The boys: Ronald, Joms, John, me, Jason, Xixa, and Eug.  Lesson on silk production at Benguet State University. Feb 15, 2002. Back row (L-R): Xixa, Kookai, Len, Snowy, Roselyn, Prezy, Rach, Rhia, Ancel and Anj. Front row (L-R): John, me, Bebeth, Annette and Joms.  On our way to the flea market and strawberry farm. With me are JC, Joms, Regan, Ronald, Snowy, Bebeth and John.  Last day of fieldwork. This was taken in Mine's View Park a few hours after we successfully hiked Mt. Sto. Tomas. Too bad I didn't have pictures when we were on its peak. With me are (L-R) Eug, Joms, Margaux, AC and Ronald.
posted by Arn at 1:24 PM
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Thursday, February 10, 2005
Am Bored
Just want to tell you that the automated/computerized North Luzon Expressway system has officially started. The class 1 toll fee, which was P14 I think, is now P75. The management must've had a 400% raise according to the taxi driver.
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It takes me sometime to figure out what food to eat during lunchtime. See. My scheduled lunch hour is from 12:30 p.m. to 1:30 p.m. Obviously, the food court, or any food establishment for that matter, is already packed with hungry people. When it's my turn to pick what I want, all that's left are the rejects. Meaning the food that didn't look that good or the ones pricey. What was my meal today? It's pechay, a leafy vegetable, plus 2 cups of rice. Damn! I feel I'm lifeless.
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Before going to work, it was drizzling a bit in my place. Good thing it stopped when I stepped out of our house. I hate the rain. And I hate getting wet. I easily get colds. Tsk.
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I was suppose to post something about the word "special" and everything which I think is associated with it. But I'm almost off to work. So, I'll leave that for tomorrow.
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It's sad. I turned a close friend down. I replied to the text message that I couldn't make it this Saturday. Honestly, I really didn't want to make a deal. Things are going further and it's not good. Ok. Elaboration would not help me so I better zip my mouth now.
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Wait for a better post tomorrow. This one sucks.
*yawns*
posted by Arn at 3:37 PM
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Tuesday, February 08, 2005
Random Thoughts IV
A few hours have passed.
It's downtime during this period. Usually, I fall asleep. By the way, it's 2:20 p.m. according to my clock. A little less call since one of our skills (term used for the account/s which an employee is trained) was disabled because some of my temamates went on training. We do not want to abandon the queue of our main account.
Ok. I have some more pictures here.
This showed premiered last Sunday around 6:30 p.m. I'm glad I was able to catch the show. It reminded me of the Ang TV days.
Remember my post (back in December last year) about the Heart Evangelista billboard along EDSA-Guadalupe? I already have a copy of that. Not the exactly, actually. The billboard I'm talking about shows half of her body. This one is only down to her shoulders. But anyway, here's a picture so you would have an idea how beautiful she is. Naks.
[note: both pictures were taken from the Local Movies and TV forum of PEx ]
M.Y.M.P. 's song keeps playing in my head. Yes. Since the day I bought their album, it never went off my cd player. Sad that the members of the band are now down to two, Juris and Chin. On the cover of their first album, Mike, percussions, was still with them. I don't know what happened. But the band still sounds good to the ear.
Anyways, their versions of Say You Love Me and Beauty and Madness really kicked me, as you may see on my previous post and on the Hit Waves here on my sidebar. The first time I realized that the title of the song with the lyrics, "Who would see the beauty in you life? Who would be there to hear you when you call? Who would see the madness in your life? Who would be there to catch you if you fall?" was during my last trip to Batangas, right after a week from my graduation in college. We videoke stars then because the kubo (nipa hut), with all it's sound system, was just at the backyard of my friend's house. My friend usually brings us there since that part of their house, not literally, is used mainly for belting, as in singing, purposes. I remember my friend Otep was singing that. And before he finished the song, we were all standing and lined up like a choir singing that song. My voice was even louder than Otep's. That song really gives me goosebumps. I don't know. Probably, it's a slow song. Simple. Yet it could make me think about something or someone. Or I am just thinking about that Batangas getaway of ours back in 2002? Reminiscing, huh? (Arnold misses his college friends sooo much. Tsk Tsk. And if I remember correctly, I was even crying in the fx taxi on my way home thinking that was one of my last out of towns before we go to Fontana for another post graduation happening and the much bigger responsibility and would keep each one of us busy --- career and school life - those who took nursing, medicine and post graduate studies.) But it's fine with me to hear than ten times. And you could ask me to sing it for you if you're not really familiar with the song I'm talking about.
That's just about my random thoughts this hour.
Tomorrow.
posted by Arn at 2:19 PM
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Random Thoughts Episode III
For sure you've read it already. Last Saturday was a bummer when all my supposed original Random Thoughts Episode III entry got trashed.
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Part of my Saturday routine after leaving the office and going home is dropping by the mall. I'm in the Makati area that's why I have access to quite a number of cool stores here. But I do not really go to boutiques or shoe stores. I always check out the record bars. Music 1 and Tower Records to be exact. Ok. Up with story. I dropped by these stores again to ask for the Love and Hate album of 7 Shots. Unfortunately, this album was STILL out of stock in both stores, even in the other not so known music stores. I thought I would be singing Tonight Your Mine (the carrier single off that album) already. But that night, was not yet mine.
I grabbed a new M.Y.M.P. cd instead. Good thing, I made the right decision. This group has two new albums out. The one I've got is entitled, Versions. With twelve tracks in it, obviously it's more than an hour of easy listening music. The songs that I like the most are Say You Love Me and Beauty and Madness ala M.Y.M.P. of course. Actually, it took me awhile to decide what album to take. Should it be this album or the other one? The Company or the new Nyoy Volante album? These thoughts made me think. Then I came to conclusion --- I'm still in love with OPM music. Though some songs of these artists are revivals of foreign acts, I don't care. As long as a Filipino sings it. And the song should sound good, make me stop from what I'm busy with and give me a moment of peace. Nakanam.
Yes. I have a list of OPM albums to purchase within the year... OPM rocks. And OPM kicks ass.
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Halleluia! At last, I killed that damn rat in our house. It usually goes in, then goes out of our house. I think it's at least five inches in lenght. Almost every night, I chase Mr. Rat with my slippers and old taco stick (the one used in playing billiards). But last night, man, it was good to see him, Mr. Rat, lie on the floor grasping for air. He has the opportunity to keep himself safe. I tried to hit him the first time when I was eating. I was watching something on tv that's why I ate in our living room. He came in and it threw my slipper on him. But he escaped. I was eating with my right hand so I have to use my clean hand which is my left. Unfortunately, my left hand was the one hurt, not the rat. I splatter my hand on the floor. Araykup! Now my index finger is swollen. Huhu!
But a few minutes later, Mr. Rat came back. I tried to hit him again. But I missed. Threw my slipper again and blagagg! He made a sound like he was hurt. Probably he panicked because he didn't know where to go. He went under the tv stand. I thought that was already his escape. Know what? He came out again. Surely, he was dizzy because of my slam. On my third and my last smash, he was almost breathless lying beside the cabinet. Then, I hurriedly took a dust pan and broom. I swept him. Put him inside a plastic bag and included some torn newspapers. What are the papers for? Of course, I made an offering, a sacrificial rat for the duwendes (dwarves) at our backyard. Joke. I set the rat on fire to be sure he's already dead. As in d-e-a-d.
Now, I will not have any chasing moments at night. But wait. Can somebody kiss my index finger to lessen or even remove it's aching? Hihi!
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I had these pictures scanned yesterday afternoon.
Seated: (L-R) me and mom; Standing: (L-R) Pot, Trina and Ted.
Taken last Dec 2002 for my brother's family picture entry on his high school yearbook. Funny thing was my mom asked us all to smile because the last time we had a family picture taken, we all looked so serious. But look at our picture. She was the one who's not smiling. According to her, she was pissed by the lousy photographer.
Taken last Jan 30, 2005 - Sunday. Also, this is for the yearbook of my youngest brother. When we were still waiting for our turn to have our photo taken, my sister told my mom that we forgot to bring my father's picture. My father's already nine years in heaven so it's obvious that he could not join us. My mom told my sister that it's ok. And besides, my dad's picture was a bit heavy. And we still have to go to my lolo's birthday. So, it would be inconvinient if we have it. My brother, Neil, jokingly said, "Naka-move on na kaya di na dala yung picture ni daddy."
posted by Arn at 8:14 AM
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Saturday, February 05, 2005
Hayy, buset!
I was suppose to post something. But after I clicked submit, my blog page read, SESSION EXPIRED. Wtf?!
I wasn't able to retrieve what I've typed.
Anyway, the picture below is really inteded for my post that was flushed down. After a few years of absence in the boobtube, here she is. I saw her interview last, last night. She's still as pretty as before. I didn't notice if she lose some weight, though.
Hope this post is enough. Sorry.
This is Vanessa del Bianco. One of the hosts of the tv show, Star Dance which will premiere tonight at Channel 2. I hope to catch the show every Saturday. I love dancing, you know.
Let's groove tonight.. share the spice and light.. we're gonna groove tonight.. *inaaliw ko lang sarili ko kasi naman naglaho ang dapat sana'y post ko... mali pa ata lyrics ko, a. hehe*
posted by Arn at 4:14 PM
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Friday, February 04, 2005
(Advanced) Happy New Year!
Taken from Inquirer Libre Vol. 4 No. 53; Friday, Feb. 4, 2005
Ang mga pinanganak sa year of the rooster, ay...
Masipag, malakas ang loob, madaling matuto at malalim mag-isip ang mga taong pinanganak sa Year of the Rooster.
Lamang ay kilala rin sila na arrogante, mayabang at mataas ang tingin sa sarili.
May mga pagkakataong mahirap pakisamahan, mas gusto kasing mapag-isa upang makapag-isip.
Moody pa at prangka. Pero kahit mapag-isa , maaasahan naman sa matinding trabaho.
Hindi rin naman ibig sabihin ay ayaw nila ng sosyalan. Kung bibigyan ng pagkakataon, madadaldal ang mga Rossters. Tilaok ng tilaok.
Kasama sa mga sikat na Roosters sina President Suharto ng Indonesia, Emeperor Akihito ng Japan, mga nobelista na sina D.H. Lawrence at Eudora Weltyat, mga US celebrities tulad nina Eric Clapton, Rod Stewart, Katherine Hepburn, Bette Midler at Yoko Ono.
Bukod sa 2005, kasama sa mga Rooster years ng Chinese horoscope ang 1921, 1933, 1945, 1957, 1969, 1981 at 199
Compatible ang mga Roosters sa mga may birth sign na Ox, Snake at Dragon.
posted by Arn at 8:40 AM
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Thursday, February 03, 2005
Gimme A Break
break
v. broke, bro·ken, break·ing, breaks
v. tr.
1. To cause to separate into pieces suddenly or violently; smash.
2. To vary or disrupt the uniformity or continuity of: a plain that was broken by low hills; caught the ball without breaking stride.
3. To weaken or destroy, as in spirit or health; overwhelm with adversity:
“For a hero loves the world till it breaks him” (William Butler Yeats).
4. To fail to conform to; violate: break the speed limit.
v. intr.
1. To burst: The blister broke.
2. To move away or escape suddenly: broke from his grip and ran off.
3. To emerge above the surface of water.
4. To become known or noticed: The big story broke on Friday.
5. To change direction or move suddenly: The quarterback broke to the left to avoid a tackler.
6. To discontinue an association, an agreement, or a relationship: The partners broke over a financial matter. One hates to break with an old friend.
7. To diminish in or lose physical or spiritual strength; weaken or succumb: Their good cheer broke after repeated setbacks.
8. To collapse or crash into surf or spray: waves that were breaking along the shore.
n.
1. The act or an occurrence of breaking.
2. The result of breaking, as a crack, separation, or opening: a break in the clouds.
3. The beginning or emergence of something: the break of day
(meaning courtesy of dictionary.com)
Isn't the word break such a strong word?
Well after giving you a rundown of meanings you have to agree with me. But wait. Read my post first then answer the question.
Add some words with "break" and a new meaning will emerge. But if you'll ask me on-the-spot about the first thing/s that come/s to mind after hearing the word, here are my answers:
a. separation
b. goodbyes
c. change in size, form or quantity
d. rest
Break could be associated with lovers or to those not in a romantic relationship or basically to those in a relationship in whatever kind. For us Pinoys, hearing, "Uy, break na sila." means the couples are off or already parted ways.
How about in friendship? ( Sabi ko na nga ba't eto na naman, e.) Hmm. I think it's the cycle. I don't think it's the routine. Or whatever. See. We walk. We talk. We eat. Then, meet strangers. Talk again. Eat. Make friends with these strangers.. and voila! We make friends. Some stay. Some don't. Breaking the cycle, isn't it? That goes that "break" word again.
I think I have been on a long, long break away from my childhood friends. The year that I stopped making tambay ( pa-konyo naman ako ngayon :bonkself:) was I think when I was in second year college. I feel I went on a vacation or got in a dorm or permanently transferred to a new home and forgot my way back. Yes, it's true. I got lost. And whenever I am with them, I continue to feel being lost. The closest that I got to them was on drinking sessions. I barely know what plans they have.. what hobbies they like. I don't even know if they have a Friendster account or not. Well, I've tried to search them on the site. Some are there. Some aren't. Still, I didn't send an invite. In short, malayo na talaga loob ko sa karamihan sa kanila.
Aquaintance. Friends. Chums. Buddy. Lots of names. It's weird thinking that I grew up with almost all of them and yet we aren't still comfortable hanging around each other. I just think that not all people really click and I am not the friendliest person on earth. I didn't give up on them. I am not home that's why I needed a break.
During that so-called break, which I enjoyed for your information, I met a lot of interesting people. Ok, not really a lot. But they are many. You know, in college, at work, in the worldwide web. Looking at the big picture, I appreciate these people more. Probably because I got what I wanted from a friend. And there should be a reason why I look forward to meeting these friends again. I mean, my college friends know how I badly miss them. (Baka magselos yung iba kong kaibigan. Lahat talaga ng malapit sakin, e kung ma-miss ko ganun na lang. Kaya pag nami-miss ko kung sinuman, e para kong nagke-crave ng pagkain. Yung tipong di ko tatantanan sa pagkain, sa tao naman, e sa pangungulit.)
I also did myself a favor when I chose to be in this job that I am dealing with right now. Yeah, not in line of what I finished in college. I took the chance and now I have no regrets yet. But on the first months, I was about to quit. Working on a night shift killed me. It was new. It was hard. It was life-stealing. My routine was work-home-sleep for 4 hours-then work. I was so drained, exhausted and saturated that time. There was this one time that I took my lunch, which was around 3:30 a.m, outside a certain 24-hr convenience store.. sat on the stair.. ate a hotdog sandwich.. got surprised that a tear fell from my eye.. then, a sudden rush of the cold morning air.. found myself teary-eyed.. began questioning if it's (work) all worth it. I got tired of everything. I was even telling everyone in the house that I might pass my resignation paper after my bond in the company which was for 4 months.
Out of nowhere, I got back from my original self. Somewhat like a renewed spirit. I found myself excited everytime I'm going to work. That's the time I met my on line friends. They kept me company during those nights (Wholesome 'to, a.). Before, I was not happy working on Sunday nights but after making new friends, Sundays are long hour chat nights for me. We were simultaneously in conference rooms and messageboards. Honestly, they filled up the space left by my college friends. I felt I was in college again. My officemates are also nice to chat with. Don't get me wrong. It's bad to bug them during calls. Plus, we have an own world when we're here, surfing and stuff.
At sa trabaho pa din, nararanasan ko sa iba't ibang pagkakataon yung parang papasok ako ng opis na parang pumasok ako kasi yun ang takbo na kasi ng sistema ng katawan ko. Minsan naliligo ako tas maghahanda papasok. Sasakay ng MRT tas maglalakad sa Ayala. Pagdating ko sa opis, e parang wala lang. Yung tipong ang may kontrol sakin, e yung fact/idea na may pasok kasi ko kaya lakad ako tas punta ng opis. Tapos, naglalakad ako minsan na lumulutang ang isip. Nananaginip ng gising kumbaga. At di lang gising, naglalakad pa. Daydreaming while walking. Panibagong skill na naman o isang branch ng nakasanayan ko nang art of multi-tasking? Haha!
Another example -- Most of the time, I hate it when my mom bugs me about the money I should give her. You know, I chip in some amount for the expenses at home since I already have a job. Whenever she's asking extra or telling me that my brother needs to pay this or asking me to buy a gift for this friend, I would really get mad to the point that I tell my mom that it's only me that she sees (tama ba grammar ko?) . Ok, that's bad. But even after that masikip sa dibdib at di-bukal sa pusong pagbibigay ng share, e ok na ko. I even buy some groceries every Monday. I always complain about money matters but I still give. Then, I realized that going to the grocery is one of my relievers. One of my timeouts.
Breaking away. Personal style is personal style. I have a not so long hair right now. And my relatives just didn't like it. They're all telling me to have it cut the next time I visit them. I just smiled at them. An aunt even asked me if I tie my hair. Hmm.. gives me an idea. Haha! A conservative family, yeah. A guy should have a short hair, shaved and all. Conventional. But I don't look like a trash. I grow my hair then I cut it. Then, I grow it back. That's just me. I want to tell my future grand children that I, not once, not twice grew my hair during my younger years. Who wants to be so plain by just sticking to one look? Kahit simple lang suot mo tas long hair ka, e may dating na. Yun ang sa tingin ko. But I'm planning to cut my hair already. That should be soon.
A break cracks something in me (Break is synonymous to crack, di ba? Ala na ko maisip na salita, e) . Thinking about the good times while I'm just resting. Or even just a few seconds of time to inhale and exhale. Maski pa konting panahon lang sa mga oras na may ginagawa ako gaya ng habang naglalakad pauwi, nagta-type ng post o nakapila sa bilihan ng pagkain, may maiiisip akong bagay na magpapangiti sakin. Sa ganun, buo na ang araw ko. Minsan nga habang naglalakad pauwi samin, e medyo mahangin. Hinayaan ko lang na hipan ako ng hangin at dampian ang pisngi ko ng dalang lamig nito. Tas sinabi ko sa sarili ko na, "Eto ang buhay.. ang sarap." O, kahit yung pagkain ko ng balut o tubo habang nakaupo ako sa may bakod namin tas nasa ilalim ako ng madilim na kalangitan, napapangiti pa din ako kasi parang mga deja vu yung mga nangyayari. Parang na-experience ko na, di ko lang matukoy kung kelan. O yung makipagkwentuhan ako sa isa kong kuya o kaibigan na kahit medyo nagkakailangan pa kasi di kami close , e patuloy pa din sa paglalahad ng mga bagay na nasa isip namin. Isipin mo 'yun. O kaya just go on line and chat with a friend. It's too early to say that I'm consumed.
Worries just crash happiness. So why should I deprive myself to be happy? Worries are just around the corner. Happiness is also just around the corner. Imagine, you're walking in a street where you would see pleasant and the not so pleasant things. I bet you would choose to look at the pleasant ones. This life is so beautiful for me to spend my time worrying. So, I better stop typing the word anymore. Hehe!
I, personally, need a break once in a while. Sino ba naman ang hindi? Pero para sakin, e pede na nga yung isang KitKat (Have a break. Have a...) o kahit anupang chocolate. Di ba yung sugar rush, e nakakapagpangiti sa isang tao. And speaking of ngiti, that's all we need the most. A smile. Notice how it lightens your mood and lifts you up.
Last Song Syndrome:
A Place Near By
Lene Marlin
I entered the room
Sat by your bed all through the night
I watched your daily fight
I hardly knew
The pain was almost more than I could bear
And still I hear
Your last words to me.
Heaven is a place nearby
So I won’t be so far away.
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you’ll find me someday.
Heaven is a place nearby
So there’s no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I’ll always be by your side.
You just faded away
You spread your wings you had flown
Away to something unknown
Wish I could bring you back.
You’re always on my mind
About to tear myself apart.
You have your special place in my heart.
Always heaven is a place nearby
So I won’t be so far away.
And if you try and look for me
Maybe you’ll find me someday.
Heaven is a place nearby
So there’s no need to say goodbye
I wanna ask you not to cry
I’ll always be by your side.
And even when I go to sleep
I still can hear your voice
And those words
I will never forget
posted by Arn at 7:51 AM
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Wednesday, February 02, 2005
What Sign of Affection Are You? ( A Quiz)
cuddle and a kiss on the forehead - you like to be
close to your special someone and feel warm,
comfortable, and needed
What Sign of Affection Are You?
brought to you by Quizilla
posted by Arn at 11:22 AM
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Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Auction!
Since I need to generate a certain amount of money to finance all my expenses (READ: ALL), I am now giving the oppportunity to the highest bidder a once in a lifetime experience with one of my friends (You could take all of 'em if you want to as long as your price is right).
I'll be giving you first a good description of each one of them so you could choose the one who could tickle your fancy (and fulfill your fantasies.. :evil_lol: Hahaha!).
Let the auction begin...
 Kutis artista. Kutis maxi-peel. Ang bet namin sa Star Circle. Hehe! The very first person I met since I logged in at PEx after a year of absence. He's actually the first friend I got there. Met him through the Small Talk Forum. Then, we later tranferred to Personals after having our own thread (with our own followers, of course). Bininyagan namin sya sa pangalang klorox (Kami-kami na lang nakakaalam nun) . Siya ang main character ng pantaseryeng di pa din tapos hanggang ngayon. Most memorable conversation: Ang kwento nya, e school, family business, date gone bad, at uhm, pagkatapos ng usapan namin, e lagi nya kasi kong sinasabihan ng "Hindi. Ang gulo neto." Sila rin ni Mayk ang unang nagsama sakin na tumambay sa Starbucks. Ok nga pc neto, e. Puro spyware :p
My Friendster testimonials:
JOMARK I Saturday, May 15, 2004:
PEx lang ng PEx..nakilala ko to dun e..si KUYA jomark =) ..di ko akalaing magkukwento ng mga bagay ng tungkol sa buhay nya..astig ka a.. dami mong testi dito.. basta si UNCLE jomark e ayos. may sense kausap, kakwentuhan at lately e nag-church hoping yata.. banal a. hehe...basta it's really good meeting you...sharing thoughts ang stuff. we're still young so we still have license to party. enjoy life in every possible way you can --good or bad-- i'm behind you para mambatok.. biro lang a.. basta HAVE FUN. and there's this thing with strangers which you couldn't resist when friendship bumps around...lalo na yung mga pexers..ingat po.
JOMARK II, Saturday, May 15, 2004:
ano ba lalagay ko dito?? meron na ko sa kabila.. o sige. eto na lang.. dude, gel ang kalamangan mo sakin.. =) good luck sa studies at sa mga chikas mo.. kahit wala na siguro pex, friends pa din tayo lahat..yung nasa first account mo na lang.. mas ayos yung testi ko dun e...keep safe!
 Headliner. If I'm not mistaken, she is the second interesting person I met in PEx. Take note: interesting (madami kasi dun ang parang ewan lang, e. Ang sama, o.) Bumped into her via the UST thread. You know, same school kami. Look closely at the picture. Sino kamukha? Clue: Get..get.. awww! Gets mo na? Haha! Pero nag-pramis sya samin na sasayaw sya ng "Sumusunod sa Galaw" pag nagkita-kits kami. Yun ang di pa nya ginagawa at gagawin nya yun pag-uwi ni Cy. Sya rin ang pasimuno ng paghingi ng sustento sa mga kabarkadang nasa ibayong dagat. Laging ang status sa YM, e pa-senti. Most memorable PEx conversation ko, e yung umabot ng ilang pages ang debate naming dalawa (Remember?) at yung issue tungkol sa kasal-kasal. Sa YM naman, e as usual, ang hirit tungkol sa pagiging malungkot nya. Mala-love notes 'to. Napag-tripan pa nung minsang isipan namin ng angkop na title ng thread nya. Sa isang linggo, di maaari na di nya mabanggit ang tungkol sa pagba-badminton nya. Pinarangalan nya ang sarili nya bilang Ms. Close Up smile. Ang karir este career pala neto e towards news and current affairs kaya dapat ngayon pa lang e humanda na si Doris at Susan, di ba no Ja? :p Sariling sikap din nga pala to sa tuition nya sa grad school. At sino ba naman ang makakalimot sa "Shigi shigi ruwa" na kanta ng pagsamba kay fuma lae-ar? Haha!
My Friendster testimonial:
JAJA, Saturday, June 12, 2004:
hmm..life is not a one way street kaya humanda ka pag ikaw ang nakita ko..magpapalibre ko sayo ng kape :pkapwa tomasino na asa pex.. di ko nga alam kung pano ko to unang nakausap..basta naging kakulitan ko na lang..future news anchor siguro to..palitan mo na yung 24 oras..hehe.na-one way ako nito e nung katabi ko na pala sya sa mrt. di man lang nagparamdam..ewan ko ba kung bakit iba-iba ang trip nito.. badminton, galera, halalan..may hinahanap siguro sa mga lugar na to..basta it's nice knowing you.the usual, enjoy life.party hard but don't puff the magic dragon.take care and God bless..
 Miss Tourism slash my quasi-cousin. Approximately (Di ata bagay ang term na 'to, a.), the third person I met through UST thread then, later discovered that we work for the same company. Why quasi-cousin? Parehas kami ng last name. Sabi kasi nya, e konti lang daw kaming may ganitong last name sa mundong ibabaw. Kaya nag-claim na sya na insan kami. Most memorable conversation e ang paghiling nya ng foreigner na makakaisang dibdib. Ewan ko ba kung ano meron ang mga yun na wala ang Pinoy. Sa kanya ko din nalaman kung ano ba yung kinahuhumalingan nyang ciabata.
My Friendster testimonial:
Where's your friendster account, denise? Di ko mahanap sa list.
 Boy Tigang. An oldie in the Personals thread. Beterano na dun. Andaming alyas neto, e. Langawman, jebsman, ate glow, undin, mura, ninja.. basta lahat may kinalaman sa height. Peace, Cy. He's also a D.O.M. in the making. Akalain mo ba namang nagbibigay ng load to. Pero si Jaja lang ang nakatanggap ng mga yun. Lagi syang nakikita. Lagi syang nasisisi. Lagi syang may kasalanan. Isa sya sa bida ng pantaserye. Basta usapang jebs, e sa thread nya kami nagagawi.Most memorable coversation sa YM bukod sa con room naming apat e ang kanyang lablayp at ang mga advices na nakakapagpakonsensya. Lagi pa kong sinasabihan kups at arte. Hmp. Pati pangalan ko minarder pa. Ginawa pang "Tulfo." Oist Cy. Aminin mo na na may lablayp ka. Sana nga makadale ka dyan ng bigatin.
My Friendster testimonial:
CY, Sunday, August 15, 2004:
ang taong walang kahilig-hilig sa pagsasabi ng "dre". wag mo na ipasa sakin ang pagiging matulis mo. pati dyan sa kabilang dako ng mindo e naghahasik ka ng kamandag mo.hehe.hilig magturo ng pag-aayos ng pc kaso di ko maintindihan yung mga terms at dapat i-click.di ko alam kung bat "hanging in a moment" yung stat nya. intay kasi ng intay kay &*^% e andyan naman si jaja..uyy..wala rin tong alam gawin kundi tumawa sa voice chat. mabaet na anak kasi lagi daw nya sinusunod magulang at tita nya at nag-iipon pa. papakasal ka na din ba? :p nagyayaya ka pang gumimik a.. kayo nila mayk, hans at jomark ay iisa. haha. bsta msg ka lang kung me kelangan ka. tapos, wag puro grilled chicken kainin mo. try mo naman yung chicken bbq. :p sendan mo lang kami ng msg. di ka naman mapapahiya samin e.enjoy lang dyan. di mo mamamalayan e naka-board ka na ng eroplano pauwi ng pinas. tas libre mo na kami sa boracay.. hehe
 ---> Mr. Seasonal (R). He's quiet the first time we met him on line. Drama king. Maraming makukuhang acting award to pag natutukan. Also a budding director of the up ang coming fantaserye, "Mary 'D Palmer". Sa kanya namin nalaman kung ano ang "seasonal" , "RK" atbp. Ang mahilig mangulit sa text at YM para magpa-send ng mp3 sa fone. At malimit magpapalit-palit sya ng fone. Nga pala, wala ka nang magagawa. Naka-post na dito pix mo. :bleh:
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MAYK, Sunday, August 15, 2004:
mayk ! mukhang pinaghahandaan mo na future a.. shift ka na bang career o KARIR? ..hehe.isa pa din itong techie. updated din sa latest gadgets at reality shows. hilig sa kape.cool mag-post sa pex at lagi na lang naiiwan sa discussions kasi natatabunan yung last post nya..hehepexing while working? na-master mo na ang art of multi-tasking a :p.. basta direk, yung project mo a.. pero sa wholesome mo ko ilagay..medyo seryoso yung mga posts nya kasi e kaya tingin ko nahihiya pa to..dapat madalas na ipa-konsulta ka kay ms.palmer, haha. di bale, ayos na ayos ka naman kausap e.. tsaka nasasakyan mo lahat ng mga kalokohan dun.good luck sa lahat ng gagawin mo a. tsaka magkaron ka sana ng magandang decision in life. teka magppakasal ka rin kaya?
RocK oN \m/ o_0 \m/
 In love. Pansin ko lang. Siya lang pala ang happily attached saming lahat. Playing safe din kasi lahat, e kinakausap nya ang baet nya. Ayaw nya pag-tripan sina Cy at Mayk, e. Kuyang-kuya. Most memorable conversation, e yung pag tinatanong ako kung ok si ganito at si ganire. Prodyuser sya ng pantaserye. Pala-advice din sa techie stuff.
My Friendster testimonial:
KUYA HANS, Sunday, August 15, 2004:
thomasian pexer roarin' in sgtechie. hilig sa vcds.hilig maggala sa kung asan sya ngayon. kuyang-kuya sa pagbibigay ng advise sa threads :p .. di ko pa binabanggit yung tungkol sa pantaserye a,haha..kyut daw kasi naman may gf. peytpul naman siguro..ah, eto. ayaw ilabas ang pagkakulit kasi di na daw bagay sa edad nya.naks. sige ka. kaw rin.mabaet po si kuya hans kasi kasama sya ng ibang pexers abroad na may treat samin paguwi nila.. haha..kuya hans, basta kung me kelangan ka pm, ym o kahit ano pa.. ise-send ko dyan sina cy, mayk, jomark at jaja..seryoso na, may kopya ka naman ng 1001 ways e..mukhang di ako magaling maglagay ng testi..keep safe. enjoy your stay. barkada mo kami dito para di ka ma-homesick :D
Di talaga 'to auction. Ibebenta ko ba mga kaibigan ko? Di uy! (Tats naman ang mga utut na 'to.) Inaalala ko lang ang mga gabing nasa con room tayo. O, sinu-sino tayo? Syempre sina Jaja, Jomark at Cy. Naaalala nyo pa ba yung isang Linggo ng gabi, e nasa com room tayo? Tas naka-web cam si Cy at naka-voice din sya pati si Jaja.. yung earphone ko, e maikli tas dun pa nakakabit sa likod ng pc kaya yung mukha ko e 1 inch lang ang layo sa screen.. tas si jomark naman, e pinagtatawanan natin kasi nalibot na ata nya buong bahay nya pero wala sya mahanap na speaker at earphone. Hayy.. nakakatawa lang pati lahat ng posts sa threads.
Syempre idagdag pa natin yung mga ibang personalidad sa forum gaya nila Vermon, Dyan, Tina, Ice, Reg and the rest.
Basta punta lang kayo sa PEx tas sana makilala nyo kami. Pero dapat matino kayo kundi...
posted by Arn at 2:46 PM
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