Accdg. to a certain website, this was my pastlife...think about this, "Life may not be the party we hoped for. But while we're here, we might as well dance." So, shall we?
Unstable Dancer
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Tuesday, July 25, 2006

(Un)happy Feet
6:39pm


My feet stink today. So, I'm so sorry to my teammates who might have sniffed my aromatic pair.

I purposely dipped them in flood. Well, I have no choice. Flood water kept flowing from one side of the street to another. If there's any consolation, it would be me wearing shorts and slippers to work. But it's cold.

I hate this typhoon since it came back to back with the other. Florita and Glenda were a dynamic duo. But the latter is the only one roaming around as of press time. I hope less, none if possible, would get hurt and flooded.

Sunshine, please show up the soonest time. Wet clothes may stink as much as my feet. And I wouldn't want that.


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 6:50 PM |

Saturday, July 22, 2006

So Chill...
9pm
Music: Manila - Amber


... reads my slurpee cup.

It is drizzling outside. Not that cold in the office but I am in shorts. My food was cold. No microwave oven today in the pantry.

I'm done with my dinner (dumpling with rice sprinkled with toyomansi and chili...yum!).

A 22 oz. slurpee may make my day today. I am feeling a little low so I should take something sweet. Sugar rush. Cola is its flavor. But I prefer the blue one. Sad that the slurpee machine wasn't functioning that well.

I caught up with a former teammate downstairs. A small chat about the in's and out's of those whatevas in our career.

Today, I am filling in the shift of another teammate. Perhaps, that party that she has to attend to already started. And the one who invited her might have been wearing her plunging neckline gown. I could just imagine her wearing that in the "disco" part of that occasion doing a breakdance. Phunk.

It's good to come in to work on a Saturday. Most people that I saw look nice. I mean, dressed up and mall. Must've been a malling slash shopping time for them. Almost everyone's flashy which is cool. And the best part, I am comfy wearing shorts and slippers on weekends to work. The worse thing about this PM shift aside from my envy on people enjoying a weekend is my meal. I have to take 2 meals in the office. And that would damage my weekly budget.

I think I just had 4 hours of sleep last night. I arrived home about 2:15 in the morning. I voluntarily overstayed at work again to help out. From my two consecutive 5-hour free time in the office, I got a box of Chips Ahoy from one of my supervisors as sign of appreciation from what I was doing. My mom knocked my door to wake me up at 6am. From then, I could not recover into my dreamland. I was all awake with a fast-beating heart and a headache. I knew I was tired.

When I got up, I went straight into my mom's room to tell her that I have work at 2. Then, I placed my box of cookies on her bed. She was preparing to go to my sibs' apartment in Manila. I had a cup of coffee. I prepared my lunch for my supposed dinner last night. I made myself fried rice. Then, tossed in some giniling (picadillo). This was my lunch here at work earlier. And boy did I enjoy my little cooking masterpiece. Anyway, my mom left while I was taking a bath. When I was fixing myself in the big mirror in her room, I noticed that my cookies were gone. I looked everywhere and it wasn't there. So, I frowned and concluded that it was taken by my mom to Manila. My cookies were shipped to Manila. And perhaps by now, its bag is already in trash. No cookies for me from my hardwork and perseverance to help out. Buhu. But I have my slurpee tonight.

I am considering to be transferred to the graveyard shift even for just a week to provide some help to my superiors. I know it is hard for all of us today especially with the new things that are coming around. My other side is stopping me to be on that shift even it's only temporary. My mom would be left in the house alone. I might only have 2-4 hours of sleep. I might be taking just a meal or two per day. And I may look overreacting to our situation/s today. I mean, we're all of age to do work. I may not be a superior to most of the people in the team since I am just a regular/ level 2 employee. But I heart this account.

Anyway, I have a list of things that I want to get myself for my birthday. It's still three months to go but I want to buy myself some stuff. I want a new rubber and leather shoes. I want a pair of jeans. I want a vintage-looking jacket. So, I better start saving now, right? Hmm, these luxuries remind of me of my soon-to-be-processed credit card application. I just need one document and I am on. Hmm, but I need to save still. I am paying almost 20k for my brothers' tuition fee. Oh, life.

Just let me chill to sanity on my remaining rest day tomorrow.


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 9:43 PM |

Wednesday, July 19, 2006

My Loneliness Is NOT Killing Me
Music: Til There Was You - Rachel Star (mixed by Erick Morillo)
1:11pm

I would be alone taking calls until clock hits 2. And this would carry over until next shift which is tomorrow.

One has just been promoted so her schedule is still vacant. One is on a rest day. One is on leave. The other met an accident that would cause her a week to heal herself.

But I am not complaining. I've experienced being the only one here more than thrice. And two hours of loneliness is not that much of a killer. I think the longest time that I had been alone at work was more than three hours. So, it's okay. I am running out of websites to browse. I am dizzy navigating this and that from our support site. I am hungry. I am sleepy. I am about to pee. Still I am okay.

I've got two rants today. Hep. Hep. Hep. Not really look. Somewhat patience-tester on the first and pity on the next if you'd like to put them that way.

Monday was an extra rest day for me due to my schedule swap (Instead of taking a day off this coming Saturday, I would be coming to work at 2pm. So, if you happen to live nearby my friend, perhaps we could have a couple of drinks at Gerry's >p ). I decided to pay our electric and water bills that day. It was Monday so I had to fall in line to settle our dues. But waiting time was bearable. As I was standing as I wait for my turn to pay on the counter, an old lady behind me tested my patience. I am so particular with personal space. I know that the area was not an "MRT coach" that day. But she kept on moving closer to me. He hand was holding an umbrella. Her hand was a bit touching my butt. And that was a bit uncomfortable. Plus, her umbrella kept on hitting my leg. So, I kept moving to avoid any contact. I even detached myself from the straight line. And I gave her a glance once in a while forshe was making me uncomfortable already. But it seemed that she didn't care. If she was my age, I might have said the F word as a signal that I was already pissed.

Another thing, this time at the MRT this morning. Usually, when it's time for me to alight the train to my destination, people inside are not as many as from the first stations. Before I step out, I usually excuse myself to signal the people blocking the door to give way. But this couple (guy much, much older than the girl) kept on caressing each other by the pole. How porno. Sweet talking and fondling while holding the pole together. This time, I let that F word out my mouth.

(Most people need basic lessons in courtesy.)

I'm sure you do notice the pile of people lining up at the employee's entrance of a certain mall when you go down the stairs of MRT. Yes, those people who usually dress nicely.

I am just wondering the "kind" of job that they would end up with in that business. You know, they require college graduates. Perhaps, out of desperation to find a job, one might bite their offer. Well, I think that most sales people in malls are over qualified for their position.

My sister was close to becoming a mall employee. She went through all the application process. But the only thing that turned her off was the job offer itself. She was given the excuse that she is new so she would have to come to work on weekends only. Huh?! 8 times a day make how much pay? There would be taxes and everything. Plus she needs vanity items required in that job. She declined. Now, she's with a bank.

I just feel sad for people who have great plans and dreams for themselves and their families but end up in "wrong" places. Some think that they're not enough to handle job A so they settle to job B. Some take one that is currently available even the kind of work and pay are not that competitive.

I haven't mentioned yet the people I usually see in the moring loitering internet cafes and fast food chains holding long, brown envelopes and looking at the job openings posted on the glass door.

Hard times. But so much dreams.


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 5:59 PM |

Friday, July 14, 2006

I'm NOT Jimmy Ray. Are You?
3:24pm

Music: Are You Jimmy Ray - Jimmy Ray (I hate it. This song has been playing on my kind since I woke up. And this song is as old as my high school uniform.)



I've been busy with quite a number of things lately. So, my blogging time was replaced by power napping time in the afternoon.

I hope you'd understand me having a headache from html codes.

My team has been busy with update trainings. Fixing details in our site needs to be done the soonest time. To think that I could just come up with common html tags.

So far, everything seems right to my teammates who I've spoke with about our new guidelines.

Anyway, what kind of week is this to me? Hmm...

... I've bought three pieces of hipster undies from Mossimo. I prefer this type since I do not like the feel of garter hugging my waist. Moreso, a "high-gartered" brief. Mossimo is a good brand. It's garter is smooth on skin.

I also have a new scent. I have Armani Mania. My sister-in-law said it came from Dubai. I got it six hundred bucks. I was hesitant at first to order it. I could settle for an imitation or just a local version of any designer perfume that I would like. But for the heck of it, I just ordered a bottle to replace my soon-to-vanish Clinique Happy scent (just a version of it).

From the packs of briefs I bought for my two brothers came my Dickies bag for free. Well, I don't know how to call it but it looks like a purse. No, somewhat bigger than a purse. It red with grey logos all over. You'd get this with a minimum purchase of 500PhP. (Mossimo has free umbrella for a minimum purchase of 800PhP. Unfortunately, I do not have this.)

Oh, yes. Aside from being sleepy every afternoon after eating my lunch, I also watch "My Girl" in youtube. Yep. This is shown in one of our local channels. There's really something in Koreanovelas. So, as I am gathering my thoughts on what to blog, sleepiness kicks in. But when I wake up, I watch something from the said site. When I'm done, it's almost seven and I'm about to go.

Wait. We're enjoying some pizza today from Pizza Hut. My teammate, Lei, is now a confirmed to train for a supervisory position in another account. We're celebrating. Congratulations! :) And to the rest of my teammates who are planning to try out "new" things this company has to offer, God bless you. I think it's not yet my time. I'd just help first taking good care of the pack. =p

This would end this post. I hope Florita's already gone, the army's problem and fertilizer fund issue be remedied then solved and the succeeding weeks be more fruitful than yesterweeks.

Happy weekend to everyone! (I would be overstaying in the office 'til midnight since I volunteered to assist and coach a couple of newbies.)


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 5:54 PM |

Friday, July 07, 2006

{No tiTle]


I ran out of a deo today. Hopefully, it would rain tonight so I could get myself a new one.

Nivea's my brand for sometime. And I am somehow satisfied. But I am yet to try the aqua cool variety.

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If you are looking for the maiden issue of Maxim Philippines, which is already soldout in most magazine stalls and other bookstores, you may find one in National Bookstores. I bet by now you guys already know who's their cover girl.

But this magazine made me wonder about their staff. Enrique Ramos, the man behind FHM Phils, is already with them as one of the editors (I forgot what type of editor exaclty.). He was also with Pump magazine. But I think this publication's already close.

Maxim Philippines is from ABS-CBN Publishing. No wonder they convinced Angelica Panganiban to pose for them. I am not sure if other men's mag offered this girl to pose for them. I remember her saying in a tv interview that she's not interested posing for a magazine. She also said that sexy billboards of her are fine but no mags. Now, look who's steamming the shelves lately.

I am not certain what's the difference among men's magazines since almost all, if not all, deals with gadgets, sex, fashion, sports and leisure.

But this first issue is a good buy. A collector's for that matter. And it's only for 140 bucks.

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Mr. Lyndon Gregorio's Beerkada series has now a book 6. I got my copy last Wednesday night. I haven't browsed through it yet. But I am excited to see the beerkadets in dialogues. Perhaps tomorrow during my rest day.

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Starbucks' Java Chip Frap tastes good. So as E-aji which comes with a dip inside its package.


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 6:20 PM |

Monday, July 03, 2006

A Toast
5:36pm
LSS: Baby, Now That I Found You - Allyson Krauss (Loud music in one of Enterprise's food stalls)


Friday night was a breather.

It felt like I had a vacation from all the things I've been thinking of from my almost 3 years in this company. Finally, I met some of my former teammates again.

In an instant where a nod and a text message would mean a yes for an organized dinner, the meeting place was Gerry's Grill just right beside our building. It was not that organized, though since a mischevous smile meant, "I may not come... Or I'll try."

Before I ended my shift, Ronch went back to the office to say that Mitch and Melina are already there. Mitch has two other companions, her boyfriend and a best friend. After I logged off, I waited for Goldi for a few seconds so I have someone with me going there. Liza didn't show up but she promised to be back after settling some phone issues. It was my first time to go to that restaurant's branch. We spent a few minutes looking for them in dim light.

When we approached their table, four of our friends/teammates were there- Aisah, Melina, Mitch and Ronch. They were done eating dinner but there were leftovers. I ate a little of fried rice and sisig. Then, went on talking with them.

It was sad that Aisah had to leave a few minutes after our arrival, followed by the exit of Mitch and company half an hour after. Then, Goldi has to bid goodbye also for she has to finish her shift.

When us three, Melina, Ronch and me, were left, we moved to the smoking area for obvious reasons. They smoke and I don't.

I just don't know how to describe or summarize the conversations we had. I was less reserved for I was talking unlike before. I was a bit noisy laughing and exchanging "how are you's?".

I set myself to leave at 11pm. It was moved to 11:20pm. Then, to 12mn. We left the place a little over 12. I had two bottles and something bottles of San Mig light. I was okay with 2. But Ronch filled my glass with another. So, I am not sure how much I drank that night. Oh, plus I had a can and a half of Coke. There's Sushi and Ginaatang Kuhol on the side.

With all these good time, I only spent a hundered bucks. Huh! I think Ronch spent the most. Probably because he was already drunk and would care to spend his pay (It was pay day the 30th).

Ronch kept on inviting us to his house with his own words, "Hindi ganito na lang. Steady lang tayo samin." Oh, my. Those exact words he uttered inside the bus after taking in 6 cans of beer during our company outing.

It was payday on the day we went out. I spent just a hundred bucks. And I had a very meaning nightout. (First time there and my first here in Makati though I am working here. Now, I know what I had been missing all along.)

[Sorry, no pictures of that night :( ]

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Congratulations to Pacquiao, Amansot, Penalosa and Jaca for winning the Pacquiao vs Larios: Mano-A-Mano Philippines vs Mexico bout.

It was weird when I was watching all the fights on tv. As Manny was called to the ring, I had goosebumps and a teary eye. Sense of patriotism and nationalism sunk in. Weird but uplifting.

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It was my first time to taste a Rattan fruit. It tasted a bit like sinegwelas but more sour than calamansi.


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 6:28 PM |