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Monday, February 09, 2009
A Funny Valentine02.09.09 Mon4:00pmMusic: Jam 88.3 New Music Segment (The Killers)No. I am not anticipating Valentine's Day. I never did. Perhaps, never will. (A big no as well, if you sense some bitterness) So I was 30 mins. early at work. For a week now, I have been almost at it on being late. Good thing it always takes 20 - 25 mins for me to walk from the MRT station to the office. Anyhow, it's a Monday. Usually, more people tend to rush to work on this day, which mostly are from the province, Like where I come from. It was standing ovation inside the bus. Cool since there was air conditioning. TV was tuned in to this morning TV show of this certain channel that I watch once in awhile (Not a favorite, eh?). A feature about V-Day was rolling. If I am not mistaken, it was about 6:25am, the time when this funny statement popped out from nowhere. A man, perhaps at his mid-50's, was the owner of a flowershop. Due to what most call an "economic slump" or something, a flowershop can now have much more than those buds and thorns. He blurted, "May mga high school students din na bumibili dito ng heart-shaped na puso..." (Translation: "Some high school students also but a heart-shaped heart here...") At this modern times, yeah, high school. I think I never got anything oh-so-special back then. But can I count my prom date, whom I gave a music box with dancing ballerina? My Senior Prom fell on V-Day as well. (Bitterness was not so evident here.) But "heart-shaped na puso"?! Let me think if you do not want me to sing "Shape of My Heart" by the Backstreet Boys. Wait. You, too, should think. The guy might be true. We have pusong mamon and pusong bato (Just do the translation). Think how these are shaped. He might have meant these so-called hearts as well. Seriously, will you be going out this Valentine's? Labels: Chillax Day
posted by Arn  at 4:24 PM
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Friday, January 30, 2009
Wake up and smell, not the coffee, but me: Dayshift Episode 101.26.09 MonMusic: How To Save A Life - The FreyHurried myself to work. Should.Not.Be.Late. Rush Hour, adrenaline booster: Dayshift Episode 2Music: Meddle - Little BotsThe faster you go, the more exciting it becomes. Sounds orgasmic. 01.30.09 Fri
Music: Jam 88.3Food: Eggnog CookiesThis could be the most unproductive day of my life. Upon arrival at the office, I just spent less than 30 mins to review something. That was it. But not actually, in terms of my other activities. But these were minimal this day or for this entire work week, if I may say. Must be the shift. Yeah. Perhaps, I am becoming my normal self. Add a little excitement about this new set up. Just to brag, I got 2 new books ("A Madness of Birds" by Jose Wendell Capili and "Martial Law Babies" by Arnold Arre) and 2 CDs ("Identity Theft" by Drip and "Baby Steps" by Yosha). I just want to brag. End of it ;) I think I am gonna end this now. I am just happy with my free time. Will go home at 5pm pronto. Oh, no. That would be an undertime. Make it 5:01pm. And it is only 3:30pm. My Kenneth Cole watch, too, is waiting to be claimed at the HR office. Five years of service, you know. Labels: Chillax Day
posted by Arn at 3:30 PM
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Saturday, January 17, 2009
01.17.08, Sat
7:02am
Music: Jam 88.3 FMLocation: Office (lucky to have access to blogger)Electric CuteHi. First of all, happy, happy new year to you. Wait. More than you or me, it should be my blog that I should be addressing. So, happy, happy new year baywalk. Happy 5th year anniversary as well. Sorry of I have abandoned you for quite a long time. I got busy with soloflight and friendster while very, very busy with work. I've been through alot also last year. More losses than gains, literally. My sister went to Dubai. I was moved to another team. The teams I was part of got dissolved. The "cherry pickers" are scattered elsewhere. My multiply account got suspended for some "viral" reasons. I lost my uncle just right before Christmas. I mentioned gain, right? To cap off 2008 would be being part of a nice team. I couldn't say nicer than my previous one yet. But there' no point of comparison, I guess. At this stage, I have felt a tighter bond with my cousins. The last time I remembered was when we were much younger. I'm about to finish the Twilight Saga. Hmmm, my gain almost equals the loss, huh? Cool. I'm Libra, anyways :p This I noticed. I've been having some sort of a static almost everytime I touch something metallic or alloyic, whatever you call it. Worse is that I wasn't like this before. I even hear a hissing sound sometimes. Perhaps, I am changing into something else. Ha! Too much of reading Miss Meyer. No, seriously. I feel weird. I've searched this through Google. But I am feeling a lazy weekend boy today not to check again. Something biologic, if it is, to wake me up especially during this shift. Hiss! I am awake with just a touch on iron. It's the middle of January. I just remembered. Not so many things happening to me. My college friends, Anna Mae and Roselyn had their respective birthdays. My dad's 13 death anniversary is up on Jan. 25th. I just started taking care of a part of my new account. Perhaps, a slow start this year or quarter. But I like it. Again, there is this crazy static in me. So, I guess this would be it for me today. Just for today. I'll be back in God knows when. But I will be. Promise. Happy new year again. And let me just state my Friendster's account's shout out---> "I love my family." Labels: Whatever Weekend
posted by Arn at 7:21 AM
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Friday, July 11, 2008
07.11.08 Fri 4:21pm Music: The Truth - David Cook Muching on: BluSkies Spring Onion Crackers/ Jolly Finger Cream Sandwich Cookies Location: Office Petiks Relaks. Take a sit and, not wats a movee, but surf the net. Sa tagal ko na siguro sa posisyong ito, ngayon lang ako nabakante ng higit 4 na oras. Tumbas na ng half day kumbaga. Salamat na lang at Lunes pa lang, may mga inuna na kong ayusin para kung anumang balakid sa trabaho ang dumating, may sobra pa akong oras. Gaya ngayon. 'Di balakid pero akin 'to. Akin :) Salamat din at may iba na akong ka-teammate na humahawak sa dati ay para sa akin. Laking tulong talaga nito at kabawasan na din sa work load. Pero kung susumahin, 'di naman kalakihan ang puntos na nabawas. Linggu-linggo, pumapatak ng humigit kumulang siyamnapung sessions ang aking sinusuri. Ngayong tapos na ako, na pwede pa din naman akong magdagdag ngunit ayoko na lang, ay naka animnapu't walo ako. Ayos na din, 'di ba? Bukod sa pagsubok na mag-post ng blog, pinapakinggan ko din sa net ang mga origihinal na kanta ni latest AI champ na si David Cook. Biruin n'yong may 3 album na pala siya. Eto, check n'yo (http://www.davidcooktheamericanidol.com/music/). Hinahanap ko lang talaga yung lyrics ng 'The Truth' kaso sinuwerte at nakita ko nga itong site na 'to. 'Di ko nga lang ma-download yung mga kanta. Kaya eto ko ngayon, naghihitay na mag-5:30 para makauwi na. Biyernes ngayon. Dami tiyak tao sa MRT at sa terminal ng bus. Bibili pa ko ng panregalo sa pamangkin kong magbe-birthday sa isang linggo. PS. Kainis kasi iba sana ang ipo-post ko. Kaso nga lang na-mental block na ko. 'Di ko kasi nasulat maski gist man lang sa tickler ko. Nakatayo kasi kanina ko sa bus. Alangan namang magsulat ako habang nakatayo. :p Ipa-publish ko na 'to at baka magsara pa yung proxy ko. Ssshhh...
posted by Arn at 5:15 PM
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Sunday, January 13, 2008
Unstable Dancer '0801.13.08 SunMusic: Magic - SinoSikat? I live by my blog title, obviously. Abandoned this place for, errr, can't even remember. (I have an excuse. Weird that I cannot open my page on this net cafe. Will it be those pop ups that greet you, including me, whenever I drop by? I was oh-so-busy for the past, uhhmmm, for almost a year now.) I am alive just so you know. I promise to be back in the blogging world again. I do not have an exact time. But I will be. Though we're halfway of this month of this new year, I would want to greet everyone a happy new year! Labels: Whatever Weekend
posted by Arn at 3:19 PM
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Saturday, July 21, 2007
May pera nga ba sa basura o pera mismo ang basura?07.20.2007 11:47pmLinggo ito nangyari. Sa di ko malamang kadahilanan, medyo tanghali na ako nagigising kapag araw ng Linggo. Sa pagitan ng alas 8 hanggang 10 ng umaga. Oo, dalawang oras ang pagitan. Minsan kasi, kahit mulat na ang mata ko, hindi pa rin gising ang diwa ko. ' Kagat-kagatin man ng lamok o napakamot na sa *toooot* parang wala pa rin. Marahil epekto ng pagpupuyat. Pero ibang usapan na 'yon. Teka. Alam ko, madaling araw na din ng Sabado (Linggo na pala.) ako nakatulog kaya bumawi lang ako (Sus. Nagpalusot pa.). 'Yun nga. Naulinigan kong may tumatawag sa ngalan ng kuya kong sa kalapit bahay lamang nakatira. Kapag ang bintana ng kwarto mo' halos ilang dipa lang ang layo sa bahay ng iba, malamang pati pag utot ng isa ay dinig mo. "Joel! Joel!", ika ng tumatawag. Di pamilyar ang boses. Di ko kilala. Pero dinig ko ang napag-usapan di dahil umagang-umaga, eh, nakikichismis ako o kasi ilang dipa lang ang layo ng bahay ng kuya ko sa bintana ng kwarto ko, pero malakas kasi ang boses nila (Sus ulit. Pero di palusot yan.). Nagpapahanap yung tao ng trabaho sa kuya ko. Foreman ang kuya ko. Foreman ng kapitan naming engineer. Baranggay tanod naman niya sa gabi. May alam ang kuya ko sa pagiging engineer (Electrical nga ba o mechanical? Ah basta.) kasi undergrad siya ng kursong yon. Nag-asawa lang kasi ng maaga. Kaya medyo mahirap din ang buhay nya. Nagpapasama sa proyekto yung tao sa kuya ko. Kung may bakante raw, isama siya ng kuya ko. Nasabihan nga lang na wala na talaga. Nasabi yata ng kuya ko na may susunod na project. Dun na lang daw siya isasama. Kung kani-kanino na daw lumapit yung tao. Wala daw talaga kasing pera. Di ko na maalala (Sabi ko na sa'yong di ako Chismoso. Kunsensiya: Sira. Kalimot na 'yan pag di mo maalala.) kung ano pa yung napag-usapan nila. Basta ang tumatak sakin, eh yung nagpaalam siyang kakalkalin yung basura sa likod-bahay namin. No offense meant, pero di ako taga-tambakan. May isang parte lang talaga ng likod bahay namin ang basurahan - pinagsawaang bisikleta, pinaglumaang gulong ng trak na pinamahayan ng marahil ng mga lamok pero di ko alam kung san galing dahil owner-type jeep lang naman ang naging sasakyan namin noon, lumang yerong binakbak mula sa kwarto ng nanay ko, bugok na itlog ng manok at kung anu-ano pang laman ng buhay. Naguha ng lata yung tao. Ipinabigay na din ng nanay ko yung mga inipon nyang lata ng canned goods (Lata na nga, canned goods pa.). Walang-wala daw talaga yung tao. Ginusto kong silipin kung sino yung tao (Sabi na sa inyong hindi ako chismoso.). Kaso nga lang nung pagbaba ko, siya namang labas nya sa bakuran namin. Gusto ko lang malaman kung sino iyon at kung paano nya nakilala ang kuya ko. May konti pa ngang pagdududa ang nanay ko kasi nga 'di naman niya kilala yung taong naghahakot ng kung ano mula sa likuran namin. "Private property: No Trespassing", ika nga. Nabanggit din ng kuya ko na anim ang anak noon. Kasama na ang kambal. Ang kuya ko lima ang anak. Ako, walang anak. Pare-parehas kaming hirap sa buhay. Maaaring mas hirap ang isa kesa sa isa. Pero ang hirap ay hirap. Binalak ko talagang i-blog ito. Itinanda ko pa sa notepad ko dito sa opisina para di ko malimutan. Plinano ko din mag-blog bago man lang mag-rest day. Dalawang gabi na ang nakakaraan, dahil sa isang buwan na lang ay ma-e-expire na ang load ko, sinubukan kong mag-download ng mga laro at gumagalaw-galaw na wallpaper. 'Yun lang. Maubos lang ang load. Sayang ang 290 Pesos. Oo, lagi lang ako napipilitan mag-load. Di naman ako pala-text o tawag. Kailangan kasi lalo na sa kliyente. Hinayang na hinayang talaga ko sa mga bagay na ginagastusan ko pero di ko man lang nakikita. Di ko na dadramahan pang yung pera na pang-load ay pangkain na lang sana nung taong naghagilap ng swerte sa basure. Pero totoo. Labels: Them People
posted by Arn at 12:13 AM
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Friday, July 20, 2007
The Good In Goodbyes11:15pm
Music: I'm Coming - Rain feat Tablo In less than a month, three significant ladies in my life had announced their intent to try their luck outside the country. Well, one of them, my sister, has gone almost a month ago. The other is my former teammate. I knew of her plans. But my knowledge was not that complete since we hardly see each other. And most of the time, it only happens in cyberspace. I actually attended her despedida, along with my teammate and two other former teammates. It felt like a reunion as well. Aisah, my teammate who's soon be leaving for SG, Ronch, whom I am coaching weekly about work, but about love and life...nah, Melina, a trainer-slash-recruiter, should del with those. There was also Zig, my batchmate at work, who's fulfilling his dream as a pro in handling the lens. I must admit that I envy his job and talent. Due to I was stuck in the meeting my deadlines before my rest days, I was the one who arrived late. Very late to be exact. I arrived the next day. You know that my shift ends at 12mn. I was struggling in Shaw Blvd past 12 looking for Astoria Plaza. Out of stupidity, I rented a cab. I could've walked. I know you know how I love to walk and not promote air pollution. But anyway, better late than never, as they say. Waited for about 5 minutes at the entrance. I was trying to call Ronch and Ice (Aisah) but got no answer. Good thing Ronch had to feed himself with nicotine. He went down and saw me. He dragged me after. No, wait. After we've entered the hotel room, I tried to look for Zig, Melina and Aisah among the crowd but one of Aisah's friend dragged to the kitchen. I am not used at social gatherings. He was handed a canned beer to me. He even said that he knows I dog hard drinks but that was what he an offer. (I am a good boy, you know :p ). But before I grabbed the beer, the three (Melina, Zig and Aisah) greeted me. Melina asked me to give her a hug and I did. I got my beer and had myself comfortable lounging on the carpeted floor, sitting on a pillow. So, that was chic. (Wait. What does chic mean? The word sounds femme but perhaps fitted to the occasion since girls dominated the boys that time. Hehe.) Talk. Career. Plans. Cigar. Beer. Pictures. Videoke. Drama (Ooops!). And what-have-yous. Melina, Ronch, Zig and I left the place at around 5 am. On the contrary, I just had 1 can of beer (I cheated them! Haha!). Melina did join us three guys inside the car. So, on the way to Cubao, where I would take my ride home (Ronch and Zig belong to the Southern teritory), we still kept talking about some things in our life. Can't remember most since we concentrated on keeping Ronch awake. Drunk driver, you know (Kids, do not try it.). End of the party. On the other hand, my cousin, Bebe, would be leaving on Sunday, I think. She never really talked about her plans. I just found out that she's leaving after her documents are already complete. She requested for a sleepwear. I obliged. My cousin is taller than me. So, I think I got something way small for her. I placed a small note which read, "Here's your request. Hope you like it. Enjoy Dubai. Take care and God bless." Last night I got a text message from her that read, "Thanks for granting my request. I'm going to miss you all." See, goodbye may sometimes look easy. But when that day where I would really have to say goodbye, I shed some tears. But more than anything, something like this pushes me to strive harder in reaching my goal, my dreams. Inspiring. How each of these ladies step up and face the challenge elsewhere, away from home. Labels: Family Affair
posted by Arn at 11:48 PM
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