sometime a week ago my boss sat me down to talk to me about the additional tasks that i'll be handling from now on and how i'm doing with work. she said that she was under the impression that i was just doing the work just for the sake of doing the work. she wanted me to commit to what i was doing and put my heart into it. i nodded and said okay.
bollocks.
if she only knew that i'm going to quit my job after i receive the yearly bonus and/or after i find new work. i've been meaning to this for quite a while now but something held me back. but i realized that i don't like what i'm doing and the direction that the company is steering me to. i need challenging work. it's not that my job isn't challenging. believe me it is. but what's challenging about it is the amount of work involved not the work itself. catch my drift? that's why i think i'm fed up with this job.
mag-aartista na lang ako.
Tuesday, November 15, 2005
Monday, November 14, 2005
Thursday, November 10, 2005
alive(?)
for lack of anything to write...
01. when texting i write the whole word. (22o <> totoo)
02. i got a couple of *great* ideas for a story, problem is most of these ideas are incomplete. (no ending or no beginning. :P)
03. i love writing haikus. (haiku count: 72(?))
04. i tend to like artists that only few people know or only few people like. (belle & sebastian, kings of convinience, etc.)
05. i love tekken! (though it saddens me that i'm just a below average player now.>_<)
06. ^_^6 smileys, T-T i o(O.o)o like! =^..^=
07. i love reading! (although i only own a few books.)
08. i know i'd grow old but will never tire of playing video games. (yep, tekken too.)
09. i'd like to be fluent in japanese. (sign language too. :D)
10. my oc: when i steady the fan, i align it's head with it's body. (a little bit to the left... a li'l bit more... perfect!)
11. i love to laugh. (and people who make me laugh.)
12. i like witty conversations. (and witty people.)
13. i know how to do a lot of things but can't excel in any particular one. (jack of all trades. master of none.)
14. i hate being late. (i value your time. :))
15. i eat food that has fallen off my plate. (on visibly *seemingly* clean surfaces only.)
16. i love women in jeans. (illegaly low please. :P)
17. i can't tolerate incompetence. (although i'm incompetent sometimes. :P)
18. i'm hurting. (i'm tired.)
19. i love numbers. (bs applied math. :P)
20. been doing this since 9:14am and it is only now, 4:36pm that i've finished it. (442 people to tag... :P)
01. when texting i write the whole word. (22o <> totoo)
02. i got a couple of *great* ideas for a story, problem is most of these ideas are incomplete. (no ending or no beginning. :P)
03. i love writing haikus. (haiku count: 72(?))
04. i tend to like artists that only few people know or only few people like. (belle & sebastian, kings of convinience, etc.)
05. i love tekken! (though it saddens me that i'm just a below average player now.>_<)
06. ^_^6 smileys, T-T i o(O.o)o like! =^..^=
07. i love reading! (although i only own a few books.)
08. i know i'd grow old but will never tire of playing video games. (yep, tekken too.)
09. i'd like to be fluent in japanese. (sign language too. :D)
10. my oc: when i steady the fan, i align it's head with it's body. (a little bit to the left... a li'l bit more... perfect!)
11. i love to laugh. (and people who make me laugh.)
12. i like witty conversations. (and witty people.)
13. i know how to do a lot of things but can't excel in any particular one. (jack of all trades. master of none.)
14. i hate being late. (i value your time. :))
15. i eat food that has fallen off my plate. (on visibly *seemingly* clean surfaces only.)
16. i love women in jeans. (illegaly low please. :P)
17. i can't tolerate incompetence. (although i'm incompetent sometimes. :P)
18. i'm hurting. (i'm tired.)
19. i love numbers. (bs applied math. :P)
20. been doing this since 9:14am and it is only now, 4:36pm that i've finished it. (442 people to tag... :P)
Friday, October 21, 2005
Thursday, October 20, 2005
repost without permission...
ghosts
i just came home from the peyups christmas party.
it was interesting, to say the very least. i drank a lot of beer, which means i'm probably drunk right now. i'm only posting this because i've got some thoughts in my head, and i didn't want any of them to pass me by. my apologies for anything and everything i end up saying here.
i got to see lots of old faces, and we talked about lots of topics, like the 2004 up fighting maroons men's basketball team (marvin cruz is a superstar and we'll make the fucking final four if jay-r gets his fucking act together).
we also talked about how the member of the old fucking eraserheads are starving now, and how so many young people today don't recognize how fucking great they were. sure some people like their songs now, but they don't know the eraserheads like we knew the eraserheads. they changed our whole fucking lives man. they are the greatest rock and roll band the philippines has produced. ever. no argument.
i also came away with karl's urban dub ep, which i had been trying to borrow for the last month or so. it was funny, because most of the time, they were playing stephen speaks on the stereo. funny because we had an urban dub cd available, and we were listening to stephen fucking speaks.
oh, and i also so my ex girlfriend, man. seeing her really depresses the hell out of me. not because i still have feelings for her, but rather because i don't. i really don't.
i don't know if any of you guys can relate, but it's really hard looking at someone who used to mean the world to you (fuck it man, we were together for most of our college life, i thought i was going to marry this girl), and realize she means nothing. nothing.
most of the night, she was talking to my buddy frank, who came to the party with me. i wouldn't say this without all that beer, but i was joking that she was talking to frank because she was missing someone she'd rather be talking to, and she couldn't talk to that someone because her boyfriend was there.
i was just kidding, but she and frank were never, ever close back when we were in college. the conversation they had tonight was the longest they've ever had in their lives. what the fuck gives, right?
and i miss her too. not her, but the old her. the one who used to be my very best friend. she's long gone, because as i said, we tried to put it all back together, we tried a million times, but it's all lost.
that's why i hate seeing her. i'm glad she's happy now, with her new boyfriend and her new career and her new life and all, and i wish her the best. but i think it's fair for me to not want to be her friend, to not even see her at all. she's moved on, i've moved on too.
i could be over her, i could find someone else, heck, i could probably even be head over heels over that someone else, but the whole thing still depresses the hell out of me.
because she represents the ultimate failure in my life. i gave my heart and soul to that relationship, and it really just wouldn't work. lord knows i tried my darndest best man, and it just wouldn't work.
and that makes me sad.
wouldn't that make you pretty fucking sad too, to just be reminded of the whole thing?
my point exactly.
speaking of frank, i hate him. ditched me for my ex, that bastard. we're not friends anymore. threw away nine fucking years of our friendship.
hehehehe. of course i'm kidding. i'm only writing the because he just recently discovered this journal, by following links from quirky. richelle happens to be celebrating her birthday today. isn't that great? go greet her now. i wish i could do this in more sober circumstances, but what the fuck.
happy birthday richelle. you already have everything anyone could wish for in the world. here's hoping you make every dream come true.
@ 2003-12-07 02:29:00
~~~
thanks pare...
i just came home from the peyups christmas party.
it was interesting, to say the very least. i drank a lot of beer, which means i'm probably drunk right now. i'm only posting this because i've got some thoughts in my head, and i didn't want any of them to pass me by. my apologies for anything and everything i end up saying here.
i got to see lots of old faces, and we talked about lots of topics, like the 2004 up fighting maroons men's basketball team (marvin cruz is a superstar and we'll make the fucking final four if jay-r gets his fucking act together).
we also talked about how the member of the old fucking eraserheads are starving now, and how so many young people today don't recognize how fucking great they were. sure some people like their songs now, but they don't know the eraserheads like we knew the eraserheads. they changed our whole fucking lives man. they are the greatest rock and roll band the philippines has produced. ever. no argument.
i also came away with karl's urban dub ep, which i had been trying to borrow for the last month or so. it was funny, because most of the time, they were playing stephen speaks on the stereo. funny because we had an urban dub cd available, and we were listening to stephen fucking speaks.
oh, and i also so my ex girlfriend, man. seeing her really depresses the hell out of me. not because i still have feelings for her, but rather because i don't. i really don't.
i don't know if any of you guys can relate, but it's really hard looking at someone who used to mean the world to you (fuck it man, we were together for most of our college life, i thought i was going to marry this girl), and realize she means nothing. nothing.
most of the night, she was talking to my buddy frank, who came to the party with me. i wouldn't say this without all that beer, but i was joking that she was talking to frank because she was missing someone she'd rather be talking to, and she couldn't talk to that someone because her boyfriend was there.
i was just kidding, but she and frank were never, ever close back when we were in college. the conversation they had tonight was the longest they've ever had in their lives. what the fuck gives, right?
and i miss her too. not her, but the old her. the one who used to be my very best friend. she's long gone, because as i said, we tried to put it all back together, we tried a million times, but it's all lost.
that's why i hate seeing her. i'm glad she's happy now, with her new boyfriend and her new career and her new life and all, and i wish her the best. but i think it's fair for me to not want to be her friend, to not even see her at all. she's moved on, i've moved on too.
i could be over her, i could find someone else, heck, i could probably even be head over heels over that someone else, but the whole thing still depresses the hell out of me.
because she represents the ultimate failure in my life. i gave my heart and soul to that relationship, and it really just wouldn't work. lord knows i tried my darndest best man, and it just wouldn't work.
and that makes me sad.
wouldn't that make you pretty fucking sad too, to just be reminded of the whole thing?
my point exactly.
speaking of frank, i hate him. ditched me for my ex, that bastard. we're not friends anymore. threw away nine fucking years of our friendship.
hehehehe. of course i'm kidding. i'm only writing the because he just recently discovered this journal, by following links from quirky. richelle happens to be celebrating her birthday today. isn't that great? go greet her now. i wish i could do this in more sober circumstances, but what the fuck.
happy birthday richelle. you already have everything anyone could wish for in the world. here's hoping you make every dream come true.
@ 2003-12-07 02:29:00
~~~
thanks pare...
Friday, October 14, 2005
Monday, October 10, 2005
Tuesday, September 20, 2005
fifty five fiction
"pare okay ka lang ba?"
napatingin ako sa kainuman sabay bilang ng bote sa harapan. apat.
"kaya pang magdalawang round."
"gago. tinatanong ko kung OKAY ka..."
"ha? oo naman."
"pucha, magyaya ka ba ng inuman ng walang dahilan?!"
"tama ka," ang tanging nasabi ko habang pinipigil umiyak.
"tangina, lasing ka na! isang round pa nga!"
napatingin ako sa kainuman sabay bilang ng bote sa harapan. apat.
"kaya pang magdalawang round."
"gago. tinatanong ko kung OKAY ka..."
"ha? oo naman."
"pucha, magyaya ka ba ng inuman ng walang dahilan?!"
"tama ka," ang tanging nasabi ko habang pinipigil umiyak.
"tangina, lasing ka na! isang round pa nga!"
Tuesday, September 13, 2005
dorey
gah! i'm such an idiot. i freakin' forgot my wallet here in the office. [kung anu-ano kasi iniisip e...] (because i have this habit of removing my wallet ffrom my back pocket and placing it in my drawer.) gah! so i was already standing in line at the terminal and was about to prepare my fare for the ride when, lo and behold, no wallet in the bag. pfft... so i had to walk (gah! only 2.50 pesos! after painstakingly rumaging trough my bag. of course i thought of using my good looks (lols!) to hypnotize and coax someone to spare me some change but opted not to because i'm, ummm.... shy. (lolz!) but i digress...) from sm makati back to pbcomm. bah! so here i am typing while my sweat stained polo is plastered on my belly, with my stomach rumbling, quite sore feet and to top it all of, a splitting headache. but other than that, my day was relatively quiet...
sana umabot ako sa smallville...Ü
sana umabot ako sa smallville...Ü
Thursday, September 08, 2005
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