cheeezie

It's been a while since my last post. I wasn't able to write down anything because of lack on inspiration. I can't seem to find what inspires me, what could drive me to write.

It's a good thing that we don't have anything much to do here at the office so I get to browse away on the net. I joined this forum. A filipino community (mukamo.com) where people from almost all walks of life interact, share and write almost anything in their minds. It's fun. It's intriguing and it's down right hilarious. I came across this post where it asked us of our favorite movie lines. I wrote a few yesterday. It is just now that I realize that I left out one movie that made an impact in my life. I don't want to sound cheeky but this movie was about a doctor who met an angel, an angel who fell in love with the doctor and gave up his immortality for her, only for the girl to die later on.

Sad.

There was this one scene where the ex-angel was asked that if he'd knew that this would happen will he still do it? He told him the following; "I would rather have had one breath of her hair, one kiss of her mouth, one touch of her hand, than eternity without it. One." upon hearing this the angel didn't dare say anything more.

How can something so simple be so complex. It's a four letter word that can move mountains, cross the oceans and, in this movie's case, haven someone give up their immortality. It's funny because a lot of people throw this word a lot but only a few of them really meant it when they say it. Sad.

The feeling this word brings is beyond comprehension, beyond the thoughts of mortals like us and is a question that has different answers almost all absurd but nonetheless correct. Some people say that this is what set us apart from other species. Our ability to love makes us very much confuse. It's insane but it's beautiful.

Find her, love her and let her love you back.

Transferees

The following blogs, from Sutorenjaa until bramblings of an insomniac, are the pieces that I have on my other blog in friendster. I just transferred them here. Yun lang!^_^

Cheers!

“SUTORENJAA”

All through our lives there are people who stay and leaves. Nothing is permanent, the only sad thing is, why is it that all the great things must come to an end much quicker than the bad ones. Friends, lovers, pets as well as loved ones must throw in the towel and declare it a nice bout. When I was younger this thought kept on bugging me, not only until that I am a little bit much older where this thought really made me ponder about people’s simple yet complex take on companionship, friendship and ultimately love for others. It is impossible for someone to be alone and stay alone and be like that for the rest of their lives. One way or another they will crack and open themselves up for a stranger to come in and make their lives worthwhile. Whether or not the stranger brings with him fiery passion, unending friendship, tormenting agony or the ever so rare, enough that it is said that it is non existent, unconditional love we all welcome this with open arms. Being with someone would either make us wish this feeling never ends or meeting that stranger never took place. Which ever of the two one feels; it is for certain that he loved that stranger. Strange I know but this is ultimately the truth behind every tear every smile every pain one feels throughout the course of this waltz. However, there are special cases where someone can tolerate being alone, having no one to depend or simply put being all by himself. For who this person is, I do not know. I do not even know if there is really such a thing a sad fellow he must be.

In life no matter how hard you try to plan the course of your life it is bound to be screwed up in one way or another. The one screwing it for you may come in a really unexpected package or something you really wanted yet do not know yet that you do like it. Although “screwed” is such harsh word to use yet when you think about it is the most appropriate; it is a common expression that had been overused and not received a decent respect for the usage of it, rather than it being a foul word to be used on a piece of writing or everyday conversing, why not use it as a main adjective to depict the state of one’s status, it is simply put a word or an expression where you can immediately put an adjective before or after it. So when I mention that someone screwed up it is understandably not yet over until I place the adjective right before or after it. Hence, your life is to be screwed up in a nice way or in an ever agonizing reality that it is screwed up badly. Whatever plans you may have compose on your head for that specific time you want to do it there are these troublemakers who makes it really difficult for you to proceed with that plan. Who are troublemakers you asked, well who else, these are your friends, lovers and loved ones. These are the strangers that make your life uneasy, tormenting and inconvenient yet so interesting that you cant live without them. These are the strangers where you spend some or a lot of your time with, these are the strangers who makes you ultimately you. Regardless of the time or the duration you spent together, you find yourself incomplete and somewhat lonely when they are not around. Of course ex-lovers are a different story.

witten on April 17, 2008

Full 'o Crap

one day processing and your hiredthat's the tag line when you applyfull o rewards and full o hopebut then again you''re screwed as dope
Shitty crappy and all thats smellytheir words are somewhat blurrygive u a paper they surely willpull you into the game using a reel
crap its really difficult to rhyme when in the first place the one ur rhyming about is something you have a lot of frustrations with, awww crap, ei guys who knows what im talking about don't you feel the same???? i mean c'mon its really unfair right, promise you job immediately and then not live up to their words they're full o crap and i mean that figuratively. my wallets dried out may cards wiped out. just a thought...were bonded to them why arent they bonded to us??? they should atleast provide us an allowance when the start date is moved or replaced with a new one especially if its more than a week right.... so unfair. so frustrating.... so so aaaaah! crap"bato bato sa langit ang tamaan wag magagalit"
-Freedom to express anger in a diplomatic way-

witten on July 22. 2007

Bramblings of a fool

( i wrote this october of 2006 during one of the most craziest decision in my life)
Looking back behind me there are a thousand and one things I would rather not have done and did something else. I dunno what’s wrong with me… or maybe I do but aren’t doing anything about it. When I work I really work I do everything that I can, at least I believe I am, it’s just that when I loose interest I really loose it. Its hard doing something that you know you’re not supposed to be doing, what more knowing that you can do better in something that is your true interest. For years I have quite struggled to finished it but in the end its really wasn’t for me… the funny thing is no matter how you try to avoid or prolong the awkwardness of the impending meeting, fate always intervenes. Fate has a way of slapping you in the face and not being sorry ‘bout it. Fate itself is a bitch! And this I say with a steadfast judgment. Ahhh the bickering and endless sermons I heard during that fateful day. I don’t even know if it’s already finished. I mean there’s still a lot of people who doesn’t know what I did and I know that 90 percent of those people would think I’m crazy, funny because I also thought that I was.
This genre has these batches of attitudes such as the go with the flow guy who always fits in or let say the rebellious kid who thinks he knows what he’s doing, the liberated dude that thinks he’s always right or the fortunate kid who has everything. Who am I in this group? Well I’ll take all four. I tried going with the flow and man do I suck at it. The rebellious kid! Well for those who knew me, shall I say more? The liberated dude yeah I am but not to the extent of exceeding my personal boundaries (I still have my values, at least I think so) and the fortunate kid who has everything, well maybe not everything because it is a proven fact no one has everything. Talk about split personalities but this is ridiculous. Imagine losing your own identity to fit in with different crowds, different situations and different authority figures. If you ask me that simply is hell. So I decided why stick with this kind of system when one can just stand out on his own, and not to worry about whether he fits in or not. Fuck the system yeah (shit I’m sounding like a hippy, peaceJ) but really… fuck it.

L-O-V-E

Have you ever fallen in love???? have you had sleepless nights because your wondering what she's doing? have you ever done something so stupid for her but end up never regretting it? have you ever cared for someone else so much but cannot show her what you trully feel because you know in yourself that you dont know how and are afraid of making a fool of yourself? if you answer yes to all the questions above then you, buddy, have fallen in love without you realizing it, or maybe you did but are to proud of admitting it or then again maybe your faking it(whatever that means) when i say fallen in love i mean the real thing, then again is there a way of telling if its the real thing?, not the one where you just want her because of her great ass or smile or boobs but then again aint all this the first thing we get to notice whenever we see the "one". i mean let's keep it real, picture this, your going thru a market full of geriatric people with one thing in mind ,and that's getting a bargain, when out of nowhere this heavenly creature ,you swear is an angel, is exposed to you by a miraculous gap between all the people in that market and in a flash she vanishes as quickly as she appeared. you're left awe struck with a glint of disbelief and a small drool on the corner of your mouth and a big urge to see her again and possibly talk to her in whatever language her kind uses that your puny brain cannot understand. with that being said you try to catch a glimpse of her again only to find that the one you saw is probably an imagination or a silhouette of your morning glory in the corner of your eye( pretty morning glory huh?) or is she? the following week came up and then out of nowhere there she is again this time speaking to your gramps about the wares her company's selling. you hear her voice ever so soft but powerful, you caught a scent of her hair which you swear is the most beautiful smell you've ever smelled in you entire pathetic life and when finally you get to see her again but this time so close that you thought your dreaming, you brushed your eye just to be sure and true enough she is indeed in front of you with your gramps being able to have done all the talking that is needed for the moment. as your ever makulit na lolo do he tried to introduce you to her but not in a manner you'd be spared with the embarrasment that comes along with it. as she say's hi you bite your tongue in the first sign of decency and shy away playing like your the cool cat. as you walked further away from her you cant help but feel sorry for your ass and for you stupid pride that got in the way. The next morning as you woke up you wish you havent done that or maybe done something else for her to get a positive image of you but you cannot because it has already been done and you cant do anything to return to that moment so instead you vowed to speak to her when an opportunity arise. So came the day of the market, again a lot of people is there with you being a tiny speck of sleepy head among the chaos around. if only they know what kind of chaos is running thru your mind as you get closer and closer to the store in which you saw her. As you got to the store you see her looking way pretty than the last time so in your head you try to look for that particular line that would leave a strong mark of you in her mind and maybe remember your name after having said that. and then she said "hi" in which all you had planned went straight out of the window(if there is one) and your left with nothing but to ignore her once more(damn torpe) as you walked away for the second time you find yourself going around in circles in the market thinking of what's the next step of being such a wuss. You walked and you walked but your not going anywhere so you decided to go home instead in which you did in a matter of minutes. as you got home you lie on the bed and watch tv. to your surprise a romantic love story is on, its like a sign from heaven that you too should make a story of your own but how? as you watched through you learned of ideas on how to look good infront of her. so there you are switching of the tv and on your way to the market once more with her on your mind and the movie which you have seen earlier wishing you got the balls to do the man thing and strike up a conversation that would leave her remembering you. You got to the market looking like a man with a purpose( a purpose not to look like shit infron of her or make a fool of yourself), as you saw her from across the market( in which this time would have less people) you remembered the movie you just saw and formulate an idea of pure lame and such cliche line... as you got to her store she look at you and again said "hi" in the most pleasant voice you have ever heard, its like a salvation given by the heavens to rescue your poor sorry ass. Having formed you resolve you stood firm and took a deep breath and ,hope to the Go'd above that all the things you plan to say wont leave you hanging, opened your mouth to say it... (to be concluded)

written on March 12, 2007

Wake up

Have you ever tried lying in the middle of the road??? you might think im nuts to have asked you this and maybe you're wondering if i have done this myself, the answer is no. im not stupid to do something like that but then again I may have to do it sometimes in the near future to get a taste of the sudden rush of life inside my veins. how many of us live in a preset life? by saying presets is you know, waking up in the morning then going to work then friends then sleep and then waking up again the next morning to do the same thing over and over again. im not complaining cause i too live a lil bit something like this, but then again, dont we all????? how many of us have taken the leap to do something ab-normal ( with that being said i mean ABOVE_normal) it doesnt have to be to the extreme as long as its different from what your always doing everyday, like taking the long way home for instance or ordering a different sort of meal that your always used to having or by simply drinking from the other side of your coffee mug. sometimes going against the flow is as much accepted as beiing with the flow (just dont counter flow man that'd be plain stupid) the thing is theyre just not ready for you, and/or maybe they're jealous of you being able to have done something that they only could imagine(like shouting at your boss/prof/etc). whatever it is to seperate you from the norms of our society and as long as it is within your capability and sanity, do it! just dont over do it! tomorrow as you wake up ask your self what you want to try something new this day and find a way to do it if you cant do it then try something else that is within your capabilities but still new to you and again do it. im being redundant of what im saying so as always i dont have a clue on how to end this so i'll just end it with... "."

Written on March 5, 2007

bramblings of an insomniac

what has been done is done, you may have done the best you could but you've fallen short. you quit and yet you rised again to quit once more. you fail because of your own lack of patience and devotion to what you believe in. you try and try saying to yourself that this is the last time i shall do this but still when all has been done and you cant do anything more, you retreat into you solitary sanctuary of regret and surrender. surrender? you must have trully proven to yourself that you worthless and incapable of doing something great for anyone especially for yourself. not to be mean, but once more you rise up again , only this time having a different mind set and feeling a li'l bit scared but nonetheless confident that you can finish what you are about to begin. you plunge into your work like a knight bearing a lance ready to thrust it into his opponent. with full speed you go, with pure heart you try...and try you did, but did you win? winning is overrated, how would you exactly know that you've won when your battling against an enemy that knows your weaknesses and knows exactly how to wield it against you? how would you determine if you have really beaten that villain if you yourself cannot determine if you have lost. more importantly, how could you have thought to have did something when you havent even move yet??? once again your back into you sanctuary. reflecting what went wrong and what it is your trying to win, the mere essence is pointless.. the mere act, futile. a vicious cycle within yourself is taking place yet you cannot control it, or more likely you dont want to take charge of it. you find flaws n everyone yet you always overlooked yourself. you try to mask the pity u see in urself with boisterous arrogance and resenting attitude. but who are you kidding? in the end with all these negativity you find yourself jaded and restless. such a burden to carry, a task only a few feels, if your one of them you'd see my point but if you are not... then you should thank the heavens above that your previleged to have been spared of this incurable state of mind. i dont know how to end this so i'll just end it with what people have been using for the last thousand years. with a "." .

Written on March 4, 2007

YUPIELBI

As of this very moment. I am writing this blog in one of the computer shops here in UP Los Baños. Finally natuloy din kami hehehe. Salve's right beside me checking out his friendster account and as for me, aside from typing this blog, still pretty amazed that we were able to get out and go somewhere different for a change. Anyway, so many things to do so little time. Until my next entry. Isis then sun city then who knows, massage and spa? Hmm not a bad idea. Feels like college all over again, tight budget and all hehehe.

Cheers!

Long weekend ^_^

Friday shift was a breeze. Took the rest of the day off after my lunch to go to Makati and pick up my girl to head back to the house to pick up the car and head to the airport where my lolo was bound to arrive at 10pm. Good thing there was no hassles, except fot the light traffic we caught, everything went smoothly. Balikabayan boxes galore although only a few of those items are my "pasalubong". 2 pairs of shoes, sneaks and dress shoes, with a shoe size like mine it was a relief to have gotten something overseas where they fit me perfectly. Plus a couple of shirts and lots of chocolates. It was also my first time aswell to txt a pizza place for a delivery I specifically coordinated to arrive at a given time which it did perfectly. I got to sleep at around 4am because my brother got a new game as his pasalubong, we played it until the wee hours of the morning, and boy did I get my ass kicked by my not so little bro. Perhaps I'm getting old already, fingers are not that dextrous like they were before.

When Saturday came, I was more than happy to accompany my lolo in the Aani market. It brought a lot of memories to once again scour the market with my lolo looking for a good bargain and what our "ulam" would be for lunch. We bought a a kilo of shrimp and almost 2 kilos of crabs(Salve's fave) and a kilo of grapes, in which goes great with chocolates if I must say so. After lunch we just bummed around with my girl on the other room watching noontime shows while me and my brother are in the next room still playing the new game, in which again I got my ass whooped(damn). At around 4 or 5 in the afternoon I txted len and my buddy henry to get out and do something later that night. So me and Salve, len and henry went to this bar len showed me before. Terminal fluid. The ambience was light and the music was great. Clarasbliss played. requested songs with a reggae touch, ah perfect. we only drank a couple of buckets of booze and ate a whole lot of pulutan before we called it a night and began our trip home. Or so I thought. halfway, Len had ths crazy idea to go to Tagaytay in which almost everyone in the group agreed to. Only problem was... we're low on "derbs" (damn again) so we or rather I ended up buying a whole chicken where we ate back in my place after which when everyone had their share left for home. In which me and my girl had our alone time at last.

Sunday. I was awaken by my lolo's knock on my door that had me fell off my bed literally. Thing was he needs to go to Aani again to buy some stuff. Grapes ulit. After that we went to church to hear mass. Then rain then no umbrella then Nickol picked us up with umbrellas. All this while the song umbrella was echoing in my head(LSS). After lunch we just again bummed the whole day. Savoring the comfiness of my bed and softeness of my pillows while going next door to play a bit of ps3 with my bro.

Monday, Got up around 12 noon alweady. hungry as a horse and aching to get out of the house. Me and Salve went to makati to just scour the mall and waste time. We did ended up buying some clothes for myself, in which is a change of pace where everytime we go to the mall we only look for her shoes, and where he also tried looking for her shoes when I was done. Dinner came and we head to saisaki. Me and Salve are suckers for Japanese cuisine(it was her idea btw). We fill ourselves with almost everything we could get our hands on. The food was heavenly and the ambience was pleasant. After about an hour of eating and going thru the qeues. We were silent. Not a word was spoken. at first I thought i did something wrong but when I asked her she simply said that... "I'm so full" then let out a sigh. Laughter ensued but not that hard because even air no longer has any space in our tummies hehehe. After eating we walk around the mall just to get ourselves to digest the food. We took a cab home and fought a freak security guard who thinks he's god then head home. When we got home i got to try on the clothes that we bought. it was nice and it fit perfectly well with the shoes. Said our goodnights then shut the lights then pulled the sheets then surrenderred ourselves into our much deserved bliss.

Cheers!

LB cancelled.

Laguna trip cancelled due to bad weather. And oversleeping!(Salve kasi. weak knees, mwehe Love you luv)

alternative: toma session with my girl and sis and his boyfie and my youngest bro.

perks: not that expensive and toma and pulutan to the max.
downside: bahay na naman.

verdict: enjoy padin minus the stomach cramps I got after the session(amf na sprite yan)

Friday na woohoo

Sarap ng linggong to. hinde ko man lang naramdaman na tapos na ang linggo. Parang kahapon lang weekend tapos ngayon weekend na ulit. Kausap ko si Salve sa email kanina. Ang plano pupunta kami ng Los Baños. Ewan ko ba kung bakit excited ako palagi pumunta dun eh hinde naman ako dun graduate sa uplb pero para bang pakiramdam ko dun ako nag tapos. Sobrang ayos pa ng tambayan dun pakiramdam mo estudyante ka pa din lalo na sa LB square sa may isis, the best yung ambiance. Sa sahig lang kayo nakaupo tapos ang mura pa ng beer. Yung pang isang bucket dito pang kalahating kahon na dun, mura din pulutan, student friendly ba, ewan ko nalng ngayon. Dun lang ako naglalakad sa initan ng hinde nagrereklamo, nanlalagkit at nangangamoy usok na galing sa mga sasakyan. Tinext ko na nga si Salve na kung tuloy kaming pupunta ng LB magdala nalang sya ng shorts and shirt para komportable pag-naglalakad kami. Matitikman ko na naman ang papus siomai na walang arina na kung meron man hinde mo halata dahil kaunti lang hide tulad dito na parang arina lang yung binalot sa molo wrapper. Chocolate cake ng mernels na medyo buo buo pang asukal ang icing at amoy mo pa ang itlog na ginamit sa pag bake nito, isaw na ubod ng sarap ng sauce tapos yung pansit ulam dun sa parang beer house na hinde naman. Lakaran na naman to pero ayos lang atleast mababawasan sebo ko sa katawan. Sarap pa dun dahil kahit pagpawisan ka ng husto hinde ka babaho, depende nalang kung mabaho ka talaga, dahil hinde ganun kadumi ang hangin.

Excited nako isang oras nalang lalarga nako papunta kay salve para sunduin sya. tambay saglit tapos go na siguro or baka hinde nadin ako tumambay dahil sa sobrang miss ko na din sya. 200 na naman fare ko sa taxi pero ok lang ilang oras ko lang yun hehe(yabang). Sakto isang oras nalang lang tapos na tong araw na to. Kaso eto na naman tong home stretch ng shift namin. aga kasi namin natapos yung task for the day eh kaya lunch palng ala ng ginagawa kundi tumunganga. google to the max, kinig ng music sa mga hidden folders, tingin tingin sa mga mukhang toxic na ibang agent, tulog sa quiet room or pakanta kanta nalng kahit wala sa tono.

X-tra espesyal tong lakad na to kasi pareho na kaming sawa sa mga generic na dating scene dito sa metro. lagi nalng moa, glorietta or market market eh pare-pareho lang naman laman nitong mga kahon na to presyo lang pinagkaiba. Sinubukan ko nga pala tagalog gagamitin ko sa blog nauubusan na kasi ako ng ingles achaka kakaumay nadin mag-ingles eh. Speaking of english, I got my very first ticket for speaking tagalog on the floor, she bloody came out from nowhere then bam before I realize it I was giving my employee number to her, bwiset!!! Pero at least souvenir ba. Papa frame ko nga pala to.

Haaay tama na to! humahaba na naman. kodakan bukas tapos food trip then if we're lucky, star gazing sa freedom park tomorrow night.

Cheers!

Sorry 'bout that

I'm not usually hot headed, or maybe I am but nowadays I always keep my temper in check. It's just that I don't want people to treat me like sh*t or shows no repect to a fellow person and thinks that they're better than anyone. Especially when they are not in the position to act that way.

How many of us have tried to bargain with cab drivers for their unsatiable thirst for a quick buck by asking for a "tip" to be added in the fare? How many of us have complained to the service crew or store clerk about something and got no response from them and instead simply giggled with their co-workers instead of doing something about it? All of us have been in this position, if you haven't then good for you but if you were then you're not alone. It is a normal thing for people to crave more than what they have that's why we're an interesting species in which we, Humans, are the only species that can and will destroy it self just to get more power or wealth than the others. It is a sad thing to say but people are born greedy. I'm not saying that we can never do anything about this but then again what else is there to do about it right. Even the people we thought are there to help us have their own agendas. Wether it may be cops, priest, nuns, politicians and even so called social workers, always tries to get more than what is for them. When was the last time you saw a cop and did not feel scared but rather secured that he's there? If you asked me that was when I was 10 years old. With the greed that's eating our society nowadays. The people who are meant to protect us is the people who are the most threat to us.

We live in a sad, sad world. In which makes me wonder, is it even possible for people to help each other out without any hint of pay back from the people they helped out?


Cheers!

Don't push me!

f*cking Brit dumb manager. why are you in your post when you don't know sh*t you f*gg*t! why don't you just STOP wasting MY time and just go kill yourself. If you were here I'm gonna let your head pop out from your A$s you lowlife, ignorant sh*t!!!....... Just venting out.

emo and all that shit.

i am not a fan of emo.

i was going for "i hate emo" but then again that is just to harsh. they're still people after all with feelings and all that shit. Their music is kinda nice though, but the get ups, the branding, the things they do, ahhhh it' so freaking pathetic. I am not an emo hater, it is just that I do not like them, except for some of their music. The whole I am sad, no one cares about me attitude is getting to my nerves. For pete's sake, if you want something, go and take it, if you can't have it, at least die trying and don't for any reason sob and let the whole world people see you sad and friggin' vulnerable. The whole underdog scene has already been overused already and it had it's share of losers who could have been winners sacked up somewhere.

a lot of artists have been tagged as emo for some reason even if they have been in the scene as early as before all this hype went public and made it's set of followers. songs that tackle the deeepest of emotions that have rock riffs with it have been tagged as emo. hey that's not fair, but then again they don't care, atleast i think they don't. Emo is just a phase that every teen nowadays tend to pass thru in some way it's acceptable since they're only trying to find themselves. But for adults to be uber emo. now that's a different story which deserves a good ass kickin'. Hello grow up you're not in high school anymore. live it up yes?!?

I could go on but then again I no longer wanna. All this emo shit's giving me a headache. Maybe I'm just gonna curl up in the corner of the room, look down on the ground, shed my tears and then cut my wrist because the friggin' world is friggin' unfair!.... No f*ckin way.

Cheers!

August 8 ramblings part 2

half of the shifts done already. done the training and all that.



can't wait to get out of here.



Still got an hour left before shifts ends.



mikey's still at it, still not blinking.



the other guys are just well same as me. doing nothing.



emo dicussion with len and mac. well it's not that i hate 'em, it's just that i don't like them, same goes for konyos and posers.



i don't like how teen-age rejects or winners try to be losers just to be in the emo scene.



like their music though, just hate 'em, the whole dorky glasses, tight pants and sneaks that they have destroyed by imbuing their emo attitude to them.



then again they're still people, some are cool enough most are such a pain, why do they have to be so lonely all the time. cry, look on the ground and then cut their wrists, geeez all for the sake of being branded as an emo.



jerks that pretends to be losers so they could get the girl in bed with them. or worst convert her to be an emo slut. sheesh.



i hate the whole underdog, i'm so sad, so alone, so no one cares about me attitude.



if you want some take it, if you can't, atleast die trying, don't sob about it, that's just pathetic. although their music is good, i hate the package.



hmm enough of that still got less than an hour to go before i'm outta here. can't wait, almost googled everything ic an think of.



wikipedia run out of topics that i'm interested at. all i got is this blog to keep me busy and let the time fly atleast.



pick up my girl, sleep, wake up, eat then shower then off to the saturday heaven i have been waiting for. fin'lly. distressing day comes.

August 8 ramblings

Got my task done, only remaining are the fillers gonna get on that later.

Emailing my girl from her office. I can't wait to see her, hear her voice, smell her hair, touch her skin, hug her, kiss her and ... the rest I leave that to myself.

World food expo here we come.

Listening to urbandub for almost half a day already and some various artist local and "imported".

Getting tired of it actually. I need some new music. something that no one has ever heard before. "Inside the mind of a killer" and "She keeps me warm". love these songs. "Blurry" and "King without a crown" from the imported artists.

First sign of madness. "Talking to yourself". Seconds sign of madness. "Yourself responds". ^_^
- I heard this from my office mate Mac a little while ago. nice.

Just waiting for lunch. I wonder what i'll be having???

cigarette smokes I'm sick of it. Gotta get into shape. The nice shape!

Lift weights? hmm could be but not enough time.

i gotta finish resistance FoM. jerard already finished it. geez i'm so lame.

tired of being nice. people don't respect you enough. be the way I am before? i can't, i shouldn't. i won't. The old me's dead. or is he?

9 minutes more oh make that 8 minutes before lunch. what am i going to be having.

need to get some money. why do i type fast in the office and basically crawl when im back home?

geez poor Mikey, got tons of thing to do he's barely even blinking.

mac got a mouthful from tl. maybe stress is getting to him. poor guy.

yey 5 minutes left. what to eat what to eat? tekken challenge with arden later, geez i need more practice. 'm such a noob amf!

gotta pick up my girl later. I miss her so much already. great food yesterday, had chinese real chinese food at that.

fave song playin' king with out a crown, 3 b's beach, babe, and booze! all set, how I wish!

I need a holiday.

Monday blues

I hate Mondays! Even if my crush was in the same class as I was when i was in grade school. Even when i was about to see my friends in highschool. Even when i was about to sit next to this uber hot babe in my chem class back in college. I was never fond of Mondays. In fact I dreaded it. It's as if everything seems to be so stressful, everyone i know seems to be moving so slow. I lack enthusiasm during Mondays and i don't know if i'll get over it. Imagine 2 days of relaxing, unstressful, worry free days with your family or friends or with your better half. Just kickin' it up in a mall or cinema or home. going wherever you wanna go with out a care in the world . Then out of nowhere BAM!!! it's Monday again. Barely even felt the weekend now it's time for more work!

It's not that I'm not trying to love it but every time it's Monday it seems that the week is longer compared to when you start your day on a Tuesday. The off should be 3 days instead of the normal 2 days. The 1st day to rest after your work, the 2nd day to chill wherever with whomever you fancy and then the 3rd day to prep yourself and let you miss work or school enough for you to want to get back into them and do your thing. Same rates apply of course (work 8 hours a day and earns like we work 5 days a week hehehe). Plus VL's should be your own picking. I mean it's your time or if they you to work they could buy it from you if the price is right. Although i have never had a vl in my life.

But i guess all this ain't gonna happen since people are driven by money and without it we will be no better than who we were 2 milion years ago. Then again people never reallty changed have they. We may have better clothing, gadgets, transportations or whatever but we are still who we were before. A bit timid and naive but nonetheless animals with a sense of code being applied by the society around us. Who are btw are hippocrites that thinks they know better than the others whom, by in fact is more nasty than the people they say are, well , nasty. Enough, I'm already rambling and the scope is getting further away from where I've started. So to finish it. I hate Mondays period.

Cheers!

Saturday "AANI" day

For some reason i'm so stressed out just waiting for the home stretch of our shift to be done and over with. I don't necessarily want to go home yet it's just that being on the same place for more than 5 hours makes me uncomfortable, unless ofcourse i'm sleeping or i'm doing something nonstop that is...well pleasurable.

Every one of us have their own distressing places. mine used to be the bus then the mrt when it was not yet jam packed all the time. and quite recently i found myself di-stressing inside groceries. May it be at Landmark or SM it doesn't matter. As long as it's cool and i'm surrounded by food. They say that eating good food calms you but for me just the mere sight of it is ok, well i don't mind eating them of course. I'm guessing with all the cooking shows I watched on AFC it made my brain on auto pilot mode to head to the nearest groceries when i'm stressed out rather than get drunk and be stupid. I still drink but not to that point anymore. You can say that when I met my wife to be she made me "domesticated". Spending hours of my time inside the groceries well somehow cheers me up especially when she (wifey) is with me. We could just go on and walk around there talking about our week and work and trip and stuff instead of just bumming at a cafe. Besides we're walking so it's good for our health and plus no pollution. Maybe this therapy of mine started when I was courting my girl. Well we did met at a market where she used to be one of the bosses there before, so as much as I would like to get her out of there for mall strolls she wasn't allowed because she has to oversee the business during those hours. It is somewhat a relief and something new that I get to spend hours of my time with her in that market. We were able to talk about a lot of things and got to know each other pretty well. Not before long we became a couple. So I guess I owe that much from that market so every Saturday I make it a point that I wake up early and go to that place with her reminiscing of the old days when I was courting her and mingling with the people who are also neighbors who are patrons there. You can say that it is my sign of tribute to the place where i met my better half.

So if you're feeling stressed out? Try going to your nearest grocery or market place (dry) to stroll around and talk to people. You don't necessarily have to buy anything but what you'll get is even much better than what you bargained for.

Cheers!

Metal Gear Solid 4 (review)

Consequently, having made a review for MGS3 it would be mean of me not to make a review for the MGS4 Sons of the Patriots. Although I am not sure if this would do justice to the title but here goes.

The story is set five years after the events of MGS2. The world is in chaos with PMC's (Private military companies) running about in different soils engaging in armed conflict and struggling for dominance. Solid Snake is once again sent out to carry the burden of stopping his brother Liquid, Liquid Snake, from tearing the whole world apart with chaos and death. The whole story takes you into the middle east, South America and Eastern Europe and ultimately to where it all began, Shadow Moses Island. Intense action, twisting conspiracies, love stories and humor fit perfectly in this last installment of this title. This time enemies are much sensitive about what's happening around their environment. Enemies are ruthless and gunfights are much more intense. You can grapple, hostage, slit their throats, choke them or simply put a gun in their heads to make them more compliant with your demands (in this case to not kill you). It is a lawless world in which your decisions could make it easier or a lot tougher for you. Also there are a lot of familiar faces in this title such as Solid Snake's friend, Otacon(from MGS1 and 2) and Raiden( who is uber cool now btw) . As to who are the others I leave that to myself. This is where the story shed light to what happened after the events that took place in the 60's cold war era from MGS3 to the present. It is a game which feels more like a movie in which you are a part of. It will take your breath away and leave you asking for more of the same. The usual stuff are there such as top class voice acting, Oscar worthy story and nostalgic and new soundtracks. The thing that makes me love this game is that they have tweaked the controls in which hostaging and shooting or moving about it a lot less taxing. Graphics are superb, you won't know the difference of a cut scene to the actual game until the ai tries to shoot you. Although cut scenes are somewhat longer it is perfect for the game as it reveals how everything falls into place. For the avid fans, the final boss fight is very nostalgic and will give you a sense of closure after you beat the game. For the new gamers, be ready to be converted into fans of the title. Avid fans of the series and new gamers alike would be left in awe.

Over all this last part of the series will leave you in a standing ovation with a little drool on the corner of your mouth. In a score of 1 to 10 I must not lie and give it what it deserves... an eleven.

Cheers!

Snake Eater (a review)

(This review is long overdue and it is just now that I have found the guts to make one for this game)

Snake Eater - Cynthia Harrell (MGS3)

What a thrill
With darkness and silence through the night
What a thrill
I'm searching and i'll melt into you
What a fear in my heart
But you're so supreme!

I give my life
Not for honor, but for you (snake eater)
In my time there'll be no one else
Crime, it's the way i fly to you (snake eater)
I'm still in a dream, snake eater

Someday you go through the rain,
Someday you feed on a tree frog,
It's ordeal, the trial to survive
For the day we see new light

I give my lifeNot for honor, but for you (snake eater)
In my time there'll be no one else
Crime, it's the way i fly to you (snake eater)
I'm still in a dream, snake eater

This song is the original sound track for one or if not the best game I have ever played for the Playstation 1,2 and 3. Metal Gear Solid, Metal Gear Sons of Liberty, Metal Gear Snake Eater and last but certainly not the least Metal Gear 4 Sons of the Patriot. Among all those games MGS2 is a bit of a letdown not because of the plot or gameplay but because of the lead protagonist (raiden). After MGS 1 we were hoping that we get to play as Solid once again but we were let down by the developers. Nonetheless they have redeemed themselves on the release of MGS3 Snake Eater. The game was set in the 60's during the cold war era in which the original "Snake" is still learning the ropes of ultimately being the Big Boss by killing his mentor the "Boss". For the people new in the series, the Boss is the mentor of Naked Snake or Snake. She basically taught Snake everything he knows. In the story Snake was sent for a standard rescue and extraction but things got more complicated than that with the Boss defecting (betraying) sides and giving Volgin (antagonist) 2 portable nukes in which he fires later on thus making things more complicated than it is. To prove that the Americans have nothing to do with the detonation and also to prove that snake is innocent as well. They sent Snake to kill the Boss and to recover the Philosopher's legacy. I could go on and tell you the story but this would mean nothing unless you play the game and experience the plot on your own. Action packed, full of suspense with a hint of love story on the side. It is the perfect James Bond-ish movie, the only difference is that the hero is no Suave Brit guy but rather an American grunt for the military, who gave it all and kept none for himself. Making snake the tortured soul in which he must kill the person/comrade whom taugh him everything he knows. Soundtrack is superb, voice acting is outstanding and gameplay is very addicting. Replay value is well worth it with lots of hidden items and information you need to look for. Overall the game would have been a really good movie because of it's story and a perfect game because of... well Snake of course. In a nutshell this is a must have for every gamer out there who are looking for the overall experience and thrill of being a part of one of the best games of all time.

Cheers!

Smoke & Drink

"Thank you for calling..." usual opening spiels of inbound agents. "is there anything else i can help you with?" typical almost closing spiels of inbound reps. "Hi this is (name)...." usual opening of outbound agents. "thanks for your time" typical closing spiels of outbound. It's a good thing that most of our Filipino brothers are adept in the English Language because if not there will be tons of unemployed people out there with or without a degree just bumming out or worst being unproductive to the already weak economy of ours. Most people think that call center agents are shallow and know nothing but drinking sessions and smoking and just spending their pay on superficial things. Well, some are but not all. Nowadays when someone asks you what your job is and you say that your an agent they will immediately take it as your not serious with your life and that the work that you do is not serious or productive. Again, some of them have this way of thinking but not all.

When I first started I was thinking...well i wasn't thinking to be honest because my hearts was pounding because I didn't know what to expect yet and it was my first job interview. But to my surprise when it was my turn to be interviewed by the hr person everything was so spontaneous. It's only as if I was talking to my peers. It ain't a stiff atmosphere that I dreaded that met me. Instead we were laughing and well seems like old friends. After which she told me that I passed not knowing how exactly i shook her hand and signed some papers while she's telling me that I can start on Monday. Well it's not so bad and it was relatively easy thinking that it was a technical account that i got hired to(yabang). So I started my stint as an agent. All the while telling myself that I'm an agent ( ala James Bond or Ethan Hunt hehe ) it boosted my morale and self worth that there is something else that I am relatively good at. Talking. A few months have passed and the job was, yes, easy but I got to a point that I was looking for more challenging things and that I was beginning to miss my friends and sibling back home because I rarely got to see them anymore because I have to work the night shift as most cc cater to the people in the states thus we need to follow their time. Earning a lot didn't help either. It just made me feel that I can quit my job anytime I want and be ok until I get the drive to work again. Well this post is not how I got hired or my experience so enough of that.

The main problem with being an agent is the repetitive task that you are required to do and the night shifts and the stress that comes along when you hardly get to see normal people, especially your loved ones and friends. It can really burn you out no matter how enthusiastically you take on your job. Yeah it's easy but let me ask you. Are you ready for the same old thing every day??? If you're a person who happens to be a loner and an anti social type of person then this job is not for you because sooner or later you will crack and end up frustrated that you weren't able to enjoy your work, the company of your peers or even find love or aren't challenge enough by what you do. However, I'm not saying that if you are the life of the party is that you will enjoy the job without a hitch. It can get to you but atleast you can make friends ( or enemies) that you will be looking forward on seeing everyday and would not mind if it's the same old things that you're going to be talking about (work related stuff like a call you had about this person in which you may have already told him before and is just trying to strike a conversation to kive up your yosi break). Im not here to discourage future cc agents to be one of us but rather i just want them to know that it is not always fun and games here. Sure the place is fun with people the same age as you and as preppy as you and share the same interest like you to be your officemate but it is still work. There are still scores that you must maintain, quotas that you need to reach and customers to satify and bosses to please in order for you to grow in the industry. I know that now because I have wasted quite a lot of my time looking for that perfect cc job but found none. The only time that it will be perfect is that when you make it so as to your liking or have alread accepted the fact that this is what you do as a person to earn a living. Work ain't work if you're having fun while doing it right so try the best to have fun while you're at it so as to perform better and di-stress yourself. So take this tips from a non-expert like myself;

S - Sit up and do you job
M -Make new friends
O - Organize your thoughts
K - Keep busy
E - Enjoy
&
D - Di-stress once in a while
R - Relax
I - Induce yourself to sleep
N - Nourish your health
K - Keep your stats up

Cheers!

Cheers!

After a call we always tell our customers to have a great day, have a nice day (classic) or take it easy or enjoy the rest of your day(s). To us Filipinos it's so generic. Yet our american counterparts take this gesture really seriously and are, if not all, are greatly affected by what we say after a call. But in my case it's different. Having assigned to UK OSG there are a lot of things that mesmerized me. One of them are how polite they can be. It is as if you're talking to royalty. Their most common expression is "lovely" and "cheers". At first it was kinda... ok. you know. But soon enough I found myself using these words. Lovely being used when both parties agreed on something or if we captured their interest and then cheers before hanging up. If not always then most often it's like "Cheers! bye!". I googled it and here is what i found out from a couple of websites.

"It's a way of saying, "good luck, have a great day, great chatting with you, thanks for your input, and talk to you later," all without sounding like an uptight corporate moron". (http://www.russellbeattie.com/blog/we-need-an-americanism-for-cheers)

Cheers - This word is obviously used when drinking with friends. However, it also has other colloquial meanings. For example when saying goodbye you could say "cheers", or "cheers then". It also means thank you. Americans could use it in English pubs, but should avoid the other situations as it sounds wrong with an American accent. Sorry! (http://www.effingpot.com/slang.shtml)

But one can't deny the fact that it sounds really good and somewhat sweet when used properly. It's nicer than telling them the generic ending spiels or trying to sound as if you are composing one of your own or worse having the spiels mixed up in your head then saying them like a pretentious jerk. With that being said you may want to sort out your vocabulary and try using a different slang for different nationalities so that you may not look like them but you certainly sound like one of them or maybe even better. Cheers!

Comments

After Charice Pempengco's video was posted on YouTube. It didn't take long before criticism struck her. The saddest part of it was her very own kababayans we're the one's who are throwing their hurtful words at her. I remeber one comment there saying that there are a lot of musically talented people in the Philippines that it was just out of sheerluck that made her what she is today. Well I'm no expert but you don't get a voice like that by being lucky and you won't certainly get a break like that without doing something right. Crab mentality never fails to ruin us Filipinos in the eyes of our very own kababayans. I may have said something to criticize another person but not to the extent of sounding like an insecure singer who never made the cut. There is also one more comment that I saw in youtube that had me scratching my head then saying "inggit ka lang". 1 person commented that "she may be good but she's so conceited" i can't remeber the excat word he used but it was something like this. Well whoever you are mister or miss. with a voice a talent like this boast all you want as long as you can back it up. It is perfectly fine to be mayabang but not to the extent of bringing somebody down. And always be sure that before you talk the talk, you can walk the walk.

Q A

Quality and Assurance, for the people in my same line of work you know very well who these people are. Although these people are really nice outside of the office or let's say not waiting for someone who's in a call to screw up, they can still be a force to reckon with. For some they are the grimm reapers and then for some they are... well still grimm reapers with out the scythe. I am no expert but it seems that their main job is to wait and hope that an agent screws up so that they can file it in their report. Not to generalize all of them, there are still a very few who does their job accordinglly, if not flawlessly. People are born to praise aswell as criticize each other's work. SO it will be no surprise if we find a flaw in an utterly flawless thing. We may overlooked it but for those people who thrives to criticize, their ever keenfull senses will detect you in a heartbeat. Most of them seeking for perfection but then again there is no such thing as a perfect call. It just so happened that the flaws eluded the one observing. . .