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Happy New Year




As much as I would want to post these past few days, di ko talaga ma'compose lahat. I have a swirl of thoughts na hindi ko ma'express.

Happy New Year!

Resolution: Hindi ko parin alam.

Ayun. Kung ano man lahat yun, nasa 1m ko. :]

Hello 2010. Can you be more kind?


Fire Distinguisher


Yes. I am in fact, ALIVE. *Evil Grin*

I'm not busy. I'm currently addicted to shirts and planned to start collecting LOTS of them. I am on coma (my sanity) for a couple of weeks. I don't know why. *You tell me*

Tagalog na ha. Nagkkwento kasi yung dalawang *crew* sa cab nung papasok ako sa work. Sabi nung isa pag pasok daw ng manager nila sasabuyan niya ng FIRE DISTINGUISHER. Naabala ang aking malalim na pagiisip sa isang sulok. "Ano daw?" Inulit ko sa utak ko: FIRE DIS-TINGUISHER. "Ahh okay?" Napa'smile ako at pinilit ko talagang pigilin ang palabas na halaklak. "Fire Distinguisher? Distinguishes fire from what?" My God. Good luck ate. *Mean Grin*

At naalala ko ang Silvertoes na nagregister sa utak ko nung isang araw as LSS. :)

Impluwensya.

I realized that indeed, I am sort-of a copycat. True. Keep your wineglasses or I'll smudge paint on you. Angas lang. :)

I'll post my Christmas errr--post before *Christmas*. Now that's clear.

I'm quite ill. It's cold but in the morning, it gets so hot.


My Sky is Blue and Green


It was one of those vague dreams. I woke up and saw myself slowly flickering from view. I was flashing a smile I could not contain while holding candy in my hands. He was me as a child. I turned around but I didn't have my cousin at my side. I forgot what she said. Would she come back for me?

The boy in my identity was silent. He was cautious and very innocent. They were talking about me all this time. How I seem to be different. They were scared of an odd bloodline. But I didn't know why.

He staggered for a while, maybe I was waiting, and maybe I was not. I didn't know what that slap meant. I forgot all about it.

Then he began to cross the street. Lights after lights of terrible doubts. Life has given us roads to travel, and I keep on crossing to the other side to find another one. I was looking for him as the pictures flew like birds. The morning sky was thick and the sun was rejoicing its benevolence. He didn't deserve this. I was just a child.

I limped towards the boy. He was calm like I was. Approaching in his side is a fast moving vehicle. He shifted away from view.

If only I could make it rain. They have their hopes for me, when everyone else failed. I was left alone. How could I handle everything if I can't even look at myself? How could love be love if no one else can? The wind returned me behind the boy's back.

I pushed him that he tottered in panic. I pushed him with awe, with horrifying delight, with a lot of expectation.

The vehicle was out of control. It rammed the boy, throwing him and forcing him to the ground. The blue and green sky swept as I became the boy's vision. I saw everyone rushing towards me. I saw my parents and I returned my eyes to the sky.

I became myself again. I saw the boy being carried away. I prayed for his endless slumber and for his approaching happiness. For the last time I saw myself cry. I was wavering away; my body was turning to dust.

That boy woke up, and became me.

And I knew, I had to be.



Careless Whisper


Yes. Careless Whisper. Because I can't think of a title.

I placed this blog under hiatus for a couple of weeks because of my writer's block, and while I concealed this journal underneath the white curtain, I spilled all the thoughts I had on my diary.

I planned on moving this journal to a new name but since I can't find time for it, I just pulled the old layout and revived this completely but I'm planning to create another layout for the next season.

I am about to celebrate my second month at my first work. No, I must not think about work but it's fun actually, a bit stressful, but the teamwork just highlights the worth.

I'm still thinking about looking for another job. Yeah. I'm confused right now. I really want to try programming, or designing, because that's what I'm trained to do in college. But since I'm getting a bit brainy at work, (I don't know if they think of me as a freaked out know-it-all), it's really hard to decide if I should continue or not. The guys are really good people and I have nothing to hide against them.

I just wish that the family's finances would get better. I don't blame them for anything, I just freak out sometimes mostly when it's burned really really quick. I need to save for a new PC, for dates, for my new life, but for them I should think again. It doesn't matter. Positivity. Haha!

The heart's fine, yes.

Talk about panic: *Filipino* Si Spongebob at Squidward kailangang magdeliver ng Pizza. Oo pizza. Pinag'drive ni Squid si Spongebob kaso nagpanic si Spongebob. Pag tingin ni Spongebob sa kambyo, yung label sa magkabila, MULA ENGLISH NAGING JAPANESE. Haha. Naalala ko lang yung workmate ko, sana di maging Arabic yung nasa TCOMS nya pag nilapitan siya ni BOSS. Panic. :)


This Is My "The End"


I woke up at 6 AM. They were all at rush. My brothers are preparing to go to school, my dad to his excursion, and my mom, cooking. I left home around 8 AM without any sense of direction.

I rode a yellow cab to Alabamg. It took me around an hour to arrive at a large terminal because of traffic.

I should've got off when I saw Bridgeway road. I thought the cab would make a turn to North Gate but instead it stopped at the terminal after Festival Mall.

I'm clueless of the place. I walked slowly to read sign boards of jeepneys going in and out of the roads. Then I saw South Station. I was planning to cross but good thing I saw a shuttle service to North Gate. I arrived at the Plaza around 9.

I forced myself to stay at the food park across the street 'cause the receptionist told me to be back ten minutes before ten. I had a short look of the area before I went back to start the day's nonsense.

We were told to wait in the Applicant's area. There were a lot of applicants that time. It was around 10:45 AM when the exam started - Email and Computer. The exam lasted for an hour. They told us to wait fifteen minutes for the result. However, it was already 1:00 PM when the results arrive. The applicants were filtered. A lot were unsuccessful, yet still a lot stayed. They told us to take our breaks for thirty minutes.

I went back around 1:45 PM for the next exam. It started around 2:00 PM and ended around 2:40 PM. We had a little break and returned to the room around 3:15. The results were released 3:30. Only one was eliminated.

The group was divided, with five applicants each group, for the pre-screening interview. Lucky I was in the first group, so we're screened first. It was 4:30 PM and I passed the first interview together with three other people. We were told to be back at 6 PM for the Final Interview.

I had a chance to know this people for some time we stayed at the food park.

We went back at 6 PM. There were A LOT of applicants inside.

I'm already tired. It was 8 PM and still no names were called for the final interview. The final interview started at 9:30 PM.

The good thing in meeting a lot of types of people is the idea you'll get in the ways they communicate, how to handle their pressure, and how to make them turn their cards on you. The guy don't know how to smile, so when I felt that I had a very slim chance in the end, I found an opportunity to get a hold of the situation.

Sir: So do you have a question?
Jay: Yes there is sir, what are the qualities you are looking for a Tech Support?
S: Didn't you read the sign outside? (Okay, next move.)
J: But Sir, don't you have any, besides that, I mean your personal OPINION? (He smiled. Go on.)
S: Well~ (He explained INSTINCT and ATTITUDE)

At the end of that conversation, I apologized for the question and he LAUGHED Sometimes FLATTERY could be great. A very logical person could be attacked in a personal manner. If you can't reach his mind, pierce on his heart.

It was 10:45 PM when they gave the good news. Job Offer. They told us to wait, AGAIN, an hour for the documents to be prepared.

This time I ate my first meal.

We came back at 11:30 PM. We were asked to sign papers and gave us some instructions before we were released.

I arrived home, 12:30 AM. It was happiness, and shocking melancholy at the end.






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