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Friday, May 25, 2007
As Spider-Man said, "We all have choices in life."
10:48pm
Music: Two Trick Pony - Sandwich My sister is set to leave for work somewhere in the Middle East. She is my half sister. I did not really grow up bonding with her and the like. But the news made me sad. She has not announced it yet to the family. But her household keeper mentioned a bit about that already. She might leave sometime in June. 2nd week of June the latest. I was just sad that she has to. She has a job, a home, a family. But financial wise, just like most of the families here, what she and her family have is not enough. I think I am not in the position to disclose anything personal about her family. So, I will leave specific reasons unsaid. One of the things that saddens me is the chance that her 2 year old daughter might not grow as close a mother to her child as can be. She also has an 8 year old son who needs guidance in his studies. The kid is good in school. Somehow, his performance might get affected. Another thing is the fact that my sister's there just next to our house. The feeling is different when you know that someone's away. Not even a bus ride can bring someone back whenever one likes to. On my side, as their uncle, I would still have a little something from them whenever I get back from the supermarket. I would watch tv with them. I would laugh with them. I would play with them at our swing backyard. As my sister's brother, I wish her to find what she really is looking for. Just letting my sister feel that I, too, worry about her even though on cyberspace. Labels: Family Affair, Them People
posted by Arn  at 11:17 PM
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And I Am Back Again
9:18pm
Music: Hiling - Paramita Because I wanted to post as much as I could last time (Err, was it two weeks ago?), I forgot to edit the colors of the titles of my posts. But what the heck? That would mean more than a couple of minutes. And I hope you already know how precious spare time is for me. Just like now... Boy, am I not feeling less stressed for this week. (But before I give more info on what I had been doing last weekend, lemme just inform you that I watched Spider-man 3 on its opening day. I was with my college tropa, Joms, at SM Megamall. It was May 1, Tuesday, a holiday. Being that, the theatre was packed. I always watch Spider-man duirng its opening day for obvious reasons. That was the movie I watched after almost 2 years of locking myself to the social world - But not really. Time restraint... must need better time management. That day was also my first time to eat at Sbarro. I had Pasta Rustica. I played with the restaurant's seasonings which inspired me to get myself a small bottle of McCormick's Dried while oregano leaves. Yum. Being a Spider-man fan, I got myself a bag. It was costly. But again, I-must-have-it, I told myself. Now, it is about to tear off at the bottom. Perhaps, poor quality. But I hate myself for not gettinga any Spider-man kiddie meal toy from Jollibee. For no reason, I didn't feel getting one. But I settled for a Shrek 3 - Pinocchio figure from McDo. To think that I am not a Shrek fan.). Alright, after that mouthful of Spider-man story, I would just start a new paragraph. I HAD BEEN TO PUERTO GALERA last weekend (May 18-20, Fri - Sun, 3 days and 2 nights). And it was my first time there immersing my body to its salty, blue water; diving for hermit crabs and all that sea creatures; bringing a blue starfish from one snorkeling spot to the other; eating all those grilled kebabs and hot stews; drinking Mindoro Sling (hint! hint!), riding the banana boat; having a headon collision with a jellyfish; snorkeling minus the fins and the one thing that you put in your mouth; treating myself for the grandest vacation I had so far; exposing my tempting body to the rest of the beach bums; eating a McChicken nugget with that green, Shrek-inspired dip (Haha! Had breakfast before the trip); detaching myself from Luzon to discover the island; buying board shorts for myself and my sibs; minggling with my new team; passing through a small tunnel; seeing what a white beach should be. I hope I did not forget anything. Just an FYI, my YM and MSN personal message read, "I just want to be on the beach... to get sunburn!" (This was before I knew that we were going somewhere south.) After I have learnt that we will have a summer outing, I made it into, "I will soon be on the beach... to get sunburn!" Now, I still have the hangover (Not of the Mindoro Sling) from it, so I have, "I had been to the beach... and got sunburn!" posted. See, these were inspired by Sandwich's song, "Sunburn". That is my song for summer aside from Silent Sanctuary's "Summer Song". For the pictures? Hmmm... Let me check if I can still have time to save them.
         
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Summer '07 of the QA - Sales Team
Okay. I do not have much to say about what I had been doing and who I'd been pestering last March. Or perhaps I forgot already what March '07 was to me. But wait. Just today, I bought my very first acoustic guitar. Yes, I am no wannabe rockstar. I know I may look like one. Just be envious and bitter at the same time. Joke. No, I love music. And I have a number of poems which I would like to turn into something more appealing to the ear. I was actaully thinking if I get one from RJ music or from a small stall at G2. My budget was only 11 hundred bucks. An ordinary guitar that is on sale on both stores costs 899. Casing costs roughly about 300 bucks. But I setteled for the latter. My pocket is now less that 1500. It comes with a free case, pic (Is this how is it spelled?) and chord chart. To detox/ destress is my other reason for buying it. Okay. I will make another post after this. I was just excited to share with you my summer getaway. Labels: Summer Days, Whatever Weekend
posted by Arn at 10:24 PM
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Saturday, May 12, 2007
Yum with a capital Y 02.13.07 Tues 8:45pm Music: Love Is contagious - Nina This is my most sumptuous meal to date here in the company. We just found a generous meal provider. I had 1 1/2 cups of rice plus four big fish balls from another caterer. But I got another which was caldereta and a cup of rice. But that was not just it. My friends/teammates, Chie, Drake and Cel were also in action. In addition, I had a spoonful of beef tapa, at least a serving of ampalaya guisado and some slices of green mangoes with shrimp paste. Know what? I'm still keeping in me a post that I will transcribe perhaps...uhm, just perhaps. This new responsibility is eating me wholly. Anyway, I have much to tell. But let's do that next time. I miss blogging and I miss you, too. :p Labels: Gluttony
posted by Arn at 12:06 AM
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Life Is Unfair 5:45pm (can't remember when) Music: Never Been To Me Just asked my teammates about the title of the song that goes, (clears throat)"I've been to Georgia, to California... I've been to paradise but never been to me..." or something to that sort. They said that "Never Been To Me" is its title. Too lazy to google who the singer is. But I am not intersted to find out. I am more of the singer who sang this last night. It was a usual tiring day from work. I must admit that more than 10 minutes of power nap taken every other hour pumps my blood and brings me good vibes. It is bad to sleep in the office. But I am no machine man. Engines, too, need some rest. So, do I. And I take at least some time within my shift to relax (with some snoring on the side). Anyway, it wasn't a good day actually. The shoes that I intended to buy before the holidays were gone. Well, there were bigger sizes available. But what the hell? I was telling myself how stupid I was to deprive me of a little happiness. Mind you. I have not given myself a gift last Christmas aside from the 2 CDs that I bought a month ago. As I was walking to the MRT station 'til waiting for the next train (Since I wasn't able to squeeze myself in when the train arrived. The people kept piled up near the door, steadily gripping the rails, eventually blocking the entrance of other passengers, me included and a little lady. So, I need to wait for a freakin' 10 minutes.) and while going to the bus terminal after I got off the train, I was thinking about the opportunities that I intentionally avoided (Buying those two pairs of shoes included.). You know how it feels physically when you are having a hard time reading some small words from afar, your eyebrows almost meet at your nose ridge? That aching feeling on the head. Ang sama talaga ng loob ko. I remember that the shoe lace on my left rubber shoes got loose as I was going down the stairs of the footbridge. I already crossed the boulevard from atop. Of course, I did not want to block other passers by. I turned around fast and tied up my shoe in 2 seconds. Then, rushed down the stairs. See, every second is important to me to catch the last trip of the bus that will take me home. But those train waiting and shoe lace fixing might have caused some delay. For the third time this week, I missed the last bus ride (Hmm, I feel the Sony Ericsson commercial.). From the footbridge to the terminal, there was something in between (or rather someone). My frown was a bit relived. There was a blind couple just almost below a dim light post playing their songs. As I was approaching the duo, the lady was singing that song I mentioned earlier accompanied by the man to her left playing an electric guitar. Not a "champions" performance but a really nice one. I felt the passion for what she does. Yes, she earns a living (That may be their sideline or a full time job.) but it is always different when you see someone working just for the money from someone working for the love of it. Too bad that I was not able to drop any spare coin in their can. Perhaps, later. Then, I told myself that life is indeed unfair. I was unfair to my own self not to at least treat myself for something for a whole year of hardwork. I was unfair to show myself the good things that life offers. I was unfair to my career for not giving all that I can offer because I am too shy, unconfident and self-satisfied. Seeing the couple reminded me of the priviledges that I have in my life that they do not have and that they may never have. ****************** During my shift, around 6:25pm, me and my teammates heard someone knocking on the door near the service elevator. I cannot really get up from myself to open it since I am attached to my phone. I did not also bother to check who that was for I did not want to give that person that hope that I will be superman coming to his rescue. The sound from the door was funny. From slow to fast, then faster then with an upbeat tempo then with another slow tempo. It was music but from a helpless person. It was almost my break. I intended to open the door when the clock hits 6:30pm. And it did. I came to open the door. It was a service delivery man from a fast food chain. He was carrying an order for another team. After I opened it, he said that he has been there for a long time. Of course, I did not believe him for I sit a few meters away from the door. I know that he did not spend more than seven minutes outside. But I must admit that knocking on a door really hurt the knuckles. The process when having an order delivered here was to bring the food first to this floor. Then, a guard will call the other guard on duty in the floor where the food will be delivered. Then, the delivery man will be asked to go to the said floor already. There is some kind of reception area. I advised the delivery boy to ask the guard next to alert the guard or maintainance people that he will already be going to a certain floor to do his delivery. I know that the poor boy has nothing to do with it. I just had two things. First, why the heck people who will deliver orders need to use the service elevator? Though they are not tenants and they are wearing some fancy fast food chain uniform, I think they should also be allowed to use the same elevator that the employees on this building use. Is there some discrimination or class separation here? Besides, the service elevator are used to bring garbages downstairs, right? Imagine that. Second, the guards here really suck. Well, some. Some are nice to employees. But they should also be nice to other people whether or not they are the employees of the company that that they are serving. Of course, that poor delivery man does not know the corners of the company. I do not know if it was the ego of some guards here. It was much better in our original building where delivery people were asked to wait in our cozy reception area. Then, the receptionist will call the guard on a certain floor. That guard will look for the person whom the delivery man is looking for. Then, they'll meet at the reception area for their transaction. Easy, organized and less painful. I do not know if it was this building's policies. But I hope that the new building, that we'll soon be relocating, has better service to all the people who will go in and out of their place. Labels: Them People
posted by Arn at 12:05 AM
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What Have I Done To You Lately? 05.11.07 Fri Music: Summersong - Silent Sanctuary You know I will never leave you. But due to a major change in my job, it is with heavy heart to even spend at least five minutes with you. Worse, even look at you from the last time I loved you. But I never changed. I never will. I will still blog. =) At last. I will lay my hands to you again. Even for just a short time ('cos my draft is a notepad, that is why.) It has been almost four months, eh? I knew that my busy schedule will affect my daily habit. Yes, I remember that I post everyday. You know, I finished my job early that is why I treasure this last 30 minutes of my shift. And I really told myself to spend it writing about something. Some of my friends here at work asked me to update my posts. Perhaps, my other friends and those who lurk thought that I have given up my blog because I got tired of it. Not. I have considered it as an outlet especially for my work now. Anyway, let me start on the month where I had no post. Oops. That would be February, March, April and May. Okay. Feb. - As I officially started my new role, one bigger event happened not just to me but to my family. My eldest half brother died. It was a complication on the lungs. The specifics, I don't know. We hardly talked. We cared for each other but not as much as how the image of brothers should be. Honeslty, I felt nothing when I learned the news. It was Feb 16, Friday. That time I was in the PM shift. I went home at around 2AM of that date. My other elder btother informed me that the eldest in our family was brought to the hospital. I thought everything would be okay. But I was awakened by some noise coming from our living room. Some where talking about cleaning the house and moving this and that cabinet. Then, the furnitures rolled on the floor. His remains were brought to the house at around 8AM. But I have to leave for work. Yes, you heard me. I still went to work. I had loads of things to finish. I have no one to leave my responsiblities to. As a matter of fact, I didn't go home that day I went to work. Yes, I finished some things until past midnight. That was technically Feb. 17. The day went I felt he was gone was on the last day of the wake, Saturday night. There were lots of people in our house. The brother I thought that was no good was loved by many. No drama. But I cried during his internment. And I was the only one wearing black. Most of my family members were in white. Well, I do not have a white shirt. But I would have preferred something white on that hot afternoon. I felt relieved, to be honest again. At least, everytime I am away from home, I will worry no more on what might be happening inside the house. I do not want to enumerate here our differences. I think some space in my blog about my take on him has been consumed. I just think that he should be happier to where he is now. And I think he had a shared the important minutes of his life before he died with his youngest sibling. May he rest in peace. Amen. Outro: I would try to be more diligent at work to finish everything and blog something (at least once a week). If you still have more time, here are some posts that are sleeping in this notepad. They will not be drafts anymore as I will post them now. Look. Look. The Cycle 02.23.07 Fri Music: Ligaya - Eraserheads 9:04pm I think I've been gone from the blogging world for a month now. No updates on my site. Moreso, no updates from my friends. Yep. My name is now spelled B-U-S-Y. As much as I do not want to say this, I have been promoted already. Next week is my first monthsary (Uhm, is this the right term for this?) in this positon. But I had some realizations from the day... Continued... 02.26.7 Mon 9:25pm Music: Silent Santuary's single (forgot the title) ...I was hired on this job level I am in. I am now more familiar with stress. My reports are due on the first day of my work week. In today's case, today. But I've done all four. So, four out of four are finished. On excess periods, some job-related whathaveyous are next. To lessen my responsibilities on the succeeding days, I see my spare time as an opportunity to do things in advance. But that might be stress with more 'ssssss' on its tail. Well, I think it'll be the case for now 'cos I am coping with this new phase of my life. On my first week, it took me more than half of my shift to finish one report. Now, I can finish four in about a little over 3 hours. I think I am turning stress into something useful. Like I demand myself now of time management. There's stress. My back aches. My neck aches. But I still look young. Beat that. From the capital 'S', let's go now to 'T'. I miss tv so badly. I miss primetime shows and late night news and current events-related shows. This means I have to find more ways than the free newspaper on MRT stations to gather some bits and pieces of the world around me. Hmm, I didn't notice that my realizations came in alphabetical order. But it is good that they only started on the latter part of it. Done with 'T'. Now came...'U'. Cheezy. I miss u. I miss ya. I miss you. U, I miss. Ya, I miss. You, I miss. 'Nuff said. Labels: Family Affair
posted by Arn at 12:02 AM
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