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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Thursday, September 28, 2006

Rainy Days and Random Thoughts
4:46pm
Music: I Heard It Through The Grapevine (Instrumental) - from MRT radio (Yep, guys! MRT has built in sounds. So, you will not be listening to noisy people around and the lousy, err, driver.)


I forgot to add that I had two bottles of beer in last Sunday's ocassion.

After a few months, I was able to fill myself again with alcohol. I wasn't intoxiated at all. But I got tipsy and bloated. Over the years, my alcohol tolerance has mellowed. And boy was I happy about that. I do not only use that as an excuse but also my personal limit when it comes to drinking sprees.

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Last Sunday, it was shown in TV commercial that the La Mesa Dam baller bands ar available at all Goldilocks branches and (insert a name of a certain establishment here - Sorry, I forgot).

Monday came. I searched for the band in Greenbelt and Ayala-MRT branch. Unfortunately, the former has not stock yet and the latter has just ran out of it.

I am not really in baller ids. But with its purpose to support the rehabilitation aand maintainance od clean water source (reservior), I am more than happy to get myself one and wear it. Actually, I got two. I figured that Farmer's has a Goldilocks outlet somewhere so I courageously asked for directions from security guards. They were not as helpful as I expected. They seemed to be a bit unfamiliar with their whole building. But I managed to land infront of the cashier where they have a few stocks remaining. I thought that the only stocks left where the ones taped on an announcement at the other counter. I even tore one and was about to pay for it. But miss cashier had some. It costs P25 each. And it's in light bluse with words, "One Water" - an image of a water droplet in between.

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I feel relieved. After almost two weeks sans of veggies, I finally had a good serving of its mixed kind for my lunch earlier. I think it was ginataang sitaw at kalabasa. I do not prefer food with pure meat in it. There has to be some soup and of course, veggies.



Random Thoughts in a Sooper Rainy (Stormy) Day
5:50pm
Music: Natasha Bedingfield's last hit song


Stormy weather sucks. Wet feet. Slippery road. Flood. In health science, disease. But that's not the only one life-threatening. Flying roofs, fallen trees, cut electrical wirings.

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Last week, I chanced upon a foreigner, who seemed to be Latina, in one of the malls here asking a saleslady where she can get dried mangoes.

Ironically, as I was on my way home, a vendor hoped in the bus selling dried mangoes. As part of his sales tactic, he hands out a small card that reads something like the money he will earn from selling his goods will be used in his studies. A more striking message included sounds like "it is better to work hard than to beg..."

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This is another basic courtesy issue.

I was excited about my lunch. Though it gives me ocassional stomachache from being full, I still look forward to it when the clock hits 2:30pm.

Someone was using the microwave over. He was heating a cup noodle, which eventually has overflown inside the oven. I wiped the base off before putting my rice container in. After I set the timer to a minute, I rushed to my station to grab my water container. When I got back to check my food, someone from another account was fixing something inside. She put in her and her friends food. When she knew that I saw what she did, she even made a comment that I might be in a hurry. I felt a bit weird. Why the hell will someone touch something that she doesn't own? And we are talking about food here. I do not even know her.

I just talked to my teammate who was washing her dishes that time. I know she sensed that I was a little pissed. The girl even had the guts to open the oven again since the plate didn't want to rotate. Their containers were hitting the sides of the oven. See how much hassle she caused on me? It took more than a minute for my food to be heated. That was rude.

Knowing me, I didn't say anything. I just gave them a weird look and shook my head.

Perhaps, she's a newbie. Put it a newbie with an attitude. Funny how I observe how worse new hires get.

She was carrying her furby toy all the while. I could've thrown in that thing inside the microwave oven. But I like furby.


posted by Arn everybody's gone kung fu fightin at 5:43 PM