Cheska is what?!

Aside from being the wonderful-est person in the whole wide world [as said on the first post], and the Lord of the Conversation [as proven daily]-- she's also the most useful bored cousin who fixes my accounts' layouts! Yay Cheska, find something else better to do. :)

posted.

when there's really nothing much to do (or rather post), you should go and answer surveys like this:

1. What is it about you that people don't really notice?
-- I’m petrified of clowns and mascots.
(no, Jollibee. I don’t think you're cute, let alone funny.)

2. What do people commonly mistake you for?
-- a kid…?

3. Are you insecure?
-- all of us have insecurities.

4. Do you think you're attractive?
-- of course.Ü and irresistible to Sandino. LOL.

5. Do you find it easy to trust people?
-- yes.. I’m planning to change that though.

6. Do you have a really big secret?
-- again, friends’ secrets that I keep. As to whether I have 1, yeah, sure.
(wouldn’t you wanna know?! Haha!)

7. If yes, how many people have you told about it?
-- I’m not even sure if I have 1.

8. How are you when you get mad?
-- I seldom get mad (sad, but true).
But when I do, I just keep quiet.
Sometimes I cry, or I send a nasty email or friendster message (cheska! LOL.)

9. What do you do when you're bored?
-- stalk people, answer surveys, corrupt wishes.

10. Do you enjoy doing nothing?
-- sometimes. But I enjoy ‘working’ more.
(surfing the net, updating my blog, stalking people on friendster, answering lameass surveys..)

11. Are you comfortable in being alone?
-- yes.

12. Do you think watching the sunset or the stars is fun?
-- it depends on the moment, on the person you’re sharing the experience with.
But for the sake of answering this item, yes.

13. Do you like the rain?
-- yes,yes,yes.

14. What can you say about poetry?
-- a bunch of enticing words put together to form an “art”

15. Are you a phone person?
-- not really.

16. Do you smoke weed?
-- nope. I like my brain the way it is.

17. What song best describes how you feel?
-- this item is cheesy.

18. What impossible thing do you want to do right now?
-- turn invisible so I can steal things. Haha.
(but then everything I touch must turn invisible too...)

19. What is missing in your life right this moment?
-- oatmeal raisin cookies.

20. aRe you happy with the way things are going in your lovelife?
-- :-) *sigh*

21. Are you sure?
-- (read above answer)

22. Where were you today?
-- before here, home of course.

23. What did you do today?
-- type, print, staple, organize..stuff.

24. Who were you with today?
-- sandino and zat.

25. What are you planning to do now?
-- doze off. I need some rest.

hampas ng araw, pagdamdam ng gabi

After a long period of journal hiatus, I’m back with an update of what transpired upon my absence. A lot had happened, and I mean A LOT since I’ve ‘gone’. Let me give you brief run-through, starting with my birthday:

September 5, 2 days after my actual birthday (I was absent that particular Monday – ‘birthday’ leave.haha), my office-mates (lead by Zat), surprised me by decorating my cube with pictures, banners and letters.





I spent the whole day doing an ‘Amazing Race’ sort of thing where they had me go through different stations. In each station, letters from my colleagues await. Talk about effort.Ü. It was most of all tiring, but having all those letters and well-wishes for me on my birthday from thoughtful (not to mention creative) friends, I say it was all worth it.Ü

I downloaded YM, even if it’s against company rules. (Screw those rules anyway). A while ago, a friend from Rich YM-ed me..exactly when Kat Flores of the HR department was asking me something. Bummer. She even commented on how Lee Dong Wook looks extra yummy in my display image. I agreed.Ü Was she being polite or is she up to sabotage me tomorrow? Haha…I really don’t know and honestly, I couldn’t care less. It’s nice that I have YM again. I get to chat when there’s nothing to do. (I chat ALL the time, just so you know). I’ll be gone by October anyway.Ü

A sister of a friend died last month while crossing Congressional Avenue. That place, known for its fast speeding cars, cabs and tricycles, is nonetheless very deadly (I met an accident there too, but that’s a whole different story. ;p) I remember that day when I heard of her death. I woke up feeling glum and heavy, not knowing why. I found out about it a little later, when a friend told me of the tragedy. I was startled, and for a moment there, I kind of felt numb. I guess that’s how my body reacts when I’m overwhelmed. When I arrived in the office, I slouched in my chair, covered my face and cried for a whole 10 minutes. My heart was very heavy that whole day. Next month would’ve been her 18th birthday. =(

Marvi will be leaving on the 25th. (Ola, España!) I know, it’s her lifelong dream to go to Europe..and I’m very proud of her..extremely proud even. It’s just that I’m gonna miss her terribly! She’s one of my 7 soul sisters.Ü

I can’t wait for our post-birthday-slash-despedida party: an all-girls night out, no boyfriends (hmmm…), no Romeo Movido! Haha! (that doesn’t mean I don’t love you chocomousse.), booze, food, and of course pure, unadulterated ‘wholesome’ fun. (I AM wholesome). I’m gonna miss you Marvi! Till then, Adios!Ü

I am currently in love with up dharma down’s Pag-agos. At last, a song with lyrics that sound so good, I can taste it:

At sa aking pagkuubli, hampas ng araw pagdamdam ng gabi
Tulog ang iyong mga kamay, di nako makapag antay

Isang umaga muling aahon, at sisikat sa mga panahon
Na tayo pang dalawa, masayang pagsasama

Buong araw ng pag-agos, kailan ang huling unos
Di alam kung tatakbo, kusang lalayo sayo

Isang umaga muli ng pag-iisa, walang mayakap at makasama
Pusong pilit na sinugatan, landas kong karaniwan.
***
Finally, a message to them people who can’t keep their eyes to themselves:
“I know…you may be poor…famished, even. But please, be decent enough to mind your own phone.Ü”

- FIN -

Break Muna.

watch this and marvel at her talent. let's bring-bring...bring your flower head.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=leW9nn8ZCAM

leaf ur ofen hand, okei?

FOR SOMEBODY WHO HAS ALWAYS LOVED ME AS A LITTLE BOY: To Bianca on our 1st anniversary

As far as I can remember, I’m fond of daydreaming. Ever since I was a toddler, my mind always drifts off somewhere. I don’t know if it’s ever considered normal to have daydreams as often as I have them…anyway, I still have that odd habit until now. You might say I have a very wild imagination, thanks to the television. I’m not very fond of books (although I read when I’m not lazy which is a very rare occasion). Why read if you can watch them? Wicked TV, made me an addict. I love TV so much I watch even the TV. Guide channel. I curse the day my parents banned me from watching TV on weekdays! Now back to daydreaming. What are daydreams anyway? Is it a desperate attempt to escape from reality?
Maybe it’s also the main reason why I love toys.

I love making Wolverine, Lone Ranger, and Rambo fight against each other in our sofa as a little boy. I feel like crying when I receive a gift that feels soft. Why do people give clothes as gift to kids? Don’t they know kids don’t appreciate them? When I was a little boy, every time I ask my parents to buy me a toy (which is most of the time an action figure by the way), they always answer back: “na-out grow mo na yang mga laruan na yan.” That’s why until now, toys are my frustration.

When I was in kinder, I didn’t like school. I cried on my first day at school. And on my second day. And on my third. I told myself back then that once I finish college, I’m going to stop going to school. Now here I am taking up nursing as a second course. Am I childish? I don’t know. Maybe I am. I hate being a grown up. Growing up means having more problems. What’s my point?

Last June 14 I just turned 21. I don’t feel like I’m 21 and I don’t look like I’m 21. It was just like any other day. I drove my mom to her appointment, and then we ate lunch, got home, did some errands, went to church, ate dinner, and so on and so forth. That night, I couldn’t sleep. As usual I don’t know why. Maybe it was because I was thinking about a lot of things. God, I’m already 21. Some people my age already has a family…and a job. Then, I suddenly remembered that I have a lot of things to be thankful for. I am thankful for having a girlfriend. It was one year ago when I received a phone call just minutes before June 14 ended. So this is how it feels like to have a girlfriend. For me, starting that day, I always felt that somebody is connected to me. It’s like I have a twin somewhere. Argh…I can’t explain it. It’s like I am bonded to somebody; I feel attached anywhere I go. I am so madly in love with my girlfriend.

Last June 14, I was reminiscing of the so many days we have been together. No, our relationship is not perfect. There’s no such thing. I don’t care how many times we argued about not seeing each other, about me not replying immediately to her text or about missing a movie. I just love her. So what does this have to do with daydreams? Well as I told you earlier I couldn’t sleep. So I went outside and sat on our garage. The sky was empty. I was disappointed not to see any stars that night. Then I started thinking of how old I already, I’m already 21. My mind started to drift. Have I done something wrong in the past? Did I make a wrong decision somewhere in my life? Then I had this imagined: God would make me go back to being a 6 year old boy. But, he was going to make my memory intact so I could remake my life over again. Then something struck me. Where would my Bianca be? I thought hey, I could try to contact her, find her phone number or something. But what was I going to say? “Hi it’s me, Batchoy, your future boyfriend! You love me and I love you.” Nope, that won’t work. Maybe I’ll just have to wait until I meet her then. What, like wait for 18 years and court her again?! But then I thought what if something happens and we didn’t meet. Where was I going to find her? Cebu? Davao? That’s when I started to feel a lump on my throat and a tear in my eye. Stupid sentimental boy. It was a daydream. But you know what? It was a reality check for me. I realized I was too busy looking for the mistakes I had done in my life, I couldn’t accept the fact that I am growing up…that I was no longer a boy. I realized have so much to be thankful for. Surprisingly I felt sleepy at last. I got up and went back to bed. I lied down comfortably then suddenly just before I slept I remembered something, I reached for my cellphone and stared at the picture that made me happy since June 14, 2005.