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Happy birthday to my blockmates! Cheers to the July blowout that never
happened. Beh!
Roro! May video ako ni Mong!
Yandai, belated! There's nowhere for you to go but up! Clich� as
it is, cmownst! You deserve a break.
Belot, natanggap mo regalo ko? Sana binati ka rin niya. Haha!
Rica! Alam mo hindi ka na bagay Inggles-in. Pasalubong!
Pasalubong!
Michi, naungkat ko ang picture natin sa Cebu. I hope you're over the
temperature thing. I don't know about everyone, but it has a cliffhanger
effect on me. :D
Eina, na-edit ko na ang ating BC 196 escapades sa
Laguna Firing Range!
Olan, balita ko kahon-kahon daw ang readings natin ah!
Doc Ys! With the way those hot uniforms and humongous textbooks
(not to mention that
amazing cadaver of yours) take you away, body and soul, NP would be lucky to
have you even as a consultant. But it's okay, you know we love you!
(Homage to Klara's Itchyworms text. Peace).
July 8, 2007 | 12:48am | Log
147 |
I slept at my office last night.
If I were leaving my office at 10pm only to come back at 6am, no way would I spend four hours on the road.
So I slept at my office.
I slept at the Game Room where the PS3, Xbox 360, and the Gaming PC were kept.
It's like a small room adorned with throwpillows, a comfortable sofa
which can accommodate all 5'7" of me...
...and a security camera.
I don't know about you but I pose a lot when there's a camera around.
That's just what I did. I mean, at least the one monitoring
the camera is actually watching something, instead of throwpillows for
the whole day. Then I remembered I stayed there to sleep.
So I tried.
But nuh-uh! Not with that webcam on my face. It was promising
to be one long night. And suddenly in between twisting and turning,
I thought, "If I fail to catch some wink tonight; I won't
make it on that reality / talent search / charity
TV show." Zzz.
July 9, 2007 | 6:54pm | Log 148 |
Everytime I'm
working I have one extra window open.
YouTube. If it's not blocked, why not? They already
blocked Friendster, Yahoo! Mail, and even Geocities
(so I couldn't blog at work). So this website's mine.
My YouTube theme yesterday was Incubus. They have this song Warning
off the album Morning View. Check out one of its verses: "Floating in a
cosmic jacuzzi, we are like frogs
oblivious. Soon the water, starting
to boil. Now I flinch as we all
float face down." - Incubus,
Warning Anything by Brandon Boyd is surely
an imagery. Try imagining frogs inside a five-star jacuzzi. I
thought he just made it up. But it was actually a scientific experiment.
Frogs were put in very hot water. Naturally, the frogs would jump away
as a reflex. Afterwards, they were placed in lukewarm water. No violent
reaction was registered. The water was
slowly heated. Very, very slowly. The frogs didn't notice,
until the water was too hot and they just floated dead. I
fear it will happen to me. Not because I have an affinity for frogs.
It's just that now that I'm already working, life might pass me by. I
fear I won't be able to realize what I truly want. I fear on missing out
on the most important things. I fear on taking my loved ones for granted.
I fear not knowing that I am slowly being boiled. I hope my
fears won't become a self-fulfilling prophesy.
"Bat your eyes, girl. Be otherworldly.
Count your blessings. Seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through sickness.
over and over and over and over...
She woke in the morning. She
knew that life had passed her by.
She called out a warning: Don't ever
let life pass you by.
I suggest we learn to love ourselves
before it's made illegal. When
will we learn? When will we change?
Just in time to see it all come down.
Those left standing will make millions
writing books on ways it should have been." -
Boyd, 2002.
July 9, 2007 | 7:39pm | Log 149 |
I remember telling someone very important about this nugget of wisdom
which I have learned through experience. I came up with this truth on the
heels of my most memorable awkward beginning.
I even remember blogging about this subject once.
It's nothing Molecular Biology and Biotechnology (since there is
no rocket science in the Philippines). When I started my band, I didn't
know how to sing properly. It took me a lot of practice and ego-beating
to get to a position where I am already confident. When I started
biking, I fell a lot. Had a lot of those uneven scars. Even if I hate
Dwyane Wade to the bone, his "Fall Seven Times, Stand Up
Eight" ad campaign has substance.
It's how we respond to this awkwardness that defines us.
Nothing is served on a platinum platter (much more expensive than
silver). If ever there'd be one, there are strings attached.
Hard work is a necessary evil.
I'm finding it difficult now that I have just started working. Being
displaced out of college had me disoriented with a lot of things. For
one, I have to fend off for myself.
But I know I will crack this. Actually, I'm cracking it.
July 9, 2007 | 7:43pm | Log 150 |
Get drunk.
Source:
www. seancoon.org via
Google Images
July 10, 2007 | 9:36pm | Log 151 |
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