rubber band is that you?
you think you’ve had enough on your mind to make you realize that insanity is a possibility. then comes along another set of trials that stretches out your sanity to a whole new level. guess there’s more to come. hope i’ll be elastic enough to keep my mind.
at work
i was thinking i have a lot of TODO’s today but when i arrived i automatically typed tmz.com lost a lot of hours just bloghopping.. im still thinking im supposed to be doing something really important but i cant remember what they are.. hmm. maybe if i just continue to usmagazine.com, maybe then i’ll remember them…
overload
pressure sa work
anxious mawalan ng work
kelangan mgaral sa exam
takot bumagsak sa exam
takot mg enrol sa exam
pressure mgabroad
fear of what the future may hold
im scared
im anxious
im human
i feel alone though im not
why cant life be simple
i just want a simple life
but im pressured to have a great life
i dont want a great life
because i dont want the pressure
its a never ending cycle..
thursday musings
at work..with lots of pending tasks but what do i do? blogstalking galore. i have a new penchant now. its beauty blogs. i just realized how poorly im informed on makeup and stuff. too bad i cant afford them. im drowning in self pity now as i glance at my clean&clear powder and ever bilena tint.. =(
i just wana know
since i don’t regularly update this because i often find myself unable to write jolly and interesting stuff about myself. i might as well post blah rants that are forever present in my life.
i be lying on the couch staring at the ceiling while you be my dr.phil listening with keen interest as i dwell on self-pity, pessimism and wallow in my non-stop procrastination.
so the ff will be on my curiosity na wla sa “lugar” moments
i went to church yesterday. i caught myself looking at people and making inside-my-head-remarks of everybody on the church except the priest. it’s a raging battle within me, to listen or not to listen to the priest. i always have to will myself to listen to the priest and internalize whatever it is he’s talking or to just bow my head and say my prayers silently until the preach is over. if im not doing any of these two then im people-watching. i cant help it. im sure everybody does it. i always feel guilty (if it makes Him feel any better about it). and so i had my eyes on this little kid about a year old. saw that he was with his mom and his lola and maybe his aunt. and i wonder how he’s mom takes care of him. if he has a yaya or if his lola looks after him while his mom works. i also wonder what kind of job the mother has or if she’s a housewife. does it give her time to spend with her kid. is she married to the kids dad. do they live together. i want to know these things.. why? because i want to know how other people live their lives. because maybe from them i can make mine a little better. or maybe from learning about their life i can feel a little better about mine
yeah we all problems but why do i feel like im alone with my own?
another depressing post
i thought an internet connection would make me happy. guess not.. i still feel dreadfull whenever im cooped up at home. i hate weekends because i got to stay at home and do nothing but start hating the people around me. i know hate is such a strong word so maybe it could just be annoyance. i cant stand everybody. hormones again? who knows. but thats how i feel whenever i stay at home for longer than a day. thats why i look forward to going back to work and being out of the house.
as i was saying i thought an internet connection at home would make me feel all better.. boy im wrong. im still miserable. i just wana spend this long break in dumaguete. i missed dumaguete. there i can be a happy bum. in there im completely satisfied not going out of the house and just pig out in front of the tele.
here in manila its the opposite. i cant stand staying at the house. i think its making me a bitter person towards my “housemates” but i cant help it. i live by my emotions. they dictate how i interact with others. they rule my damn life.
geeessssh.. i sound so pathetic right now.
maybe painting my nails would make me feel better
eww
internet at home
haay finally we have internet connection at home.. after waiting for like weeks the pldt people were able to finally make the dsl up and running. so right after the tech guys left, we rushed to the nearest mall and brought what? a wireless router! hehehe. we just brought netgear coz its cheaper, looks cute and easy to configure.
we were setting up the whole thing when we heard 2 loud bangs and the power shutting off. A transformer/s (not the robots ha) in our area just went off. so being the usisira/usisero that we naturally are. we immediately went outside to hear from our usisira/usisero neighbors. so there, no electricity = nothing to do.
we had a lot of plans that night. dvd marathon, internet galore etc.. all involves having the power running.. we ended up lounging in the sala with a handy pamaypay blabbing senseslessly about nothing.
hello world
i think its time to resurrect my lil blog. i have nothing better to do now that im officially a bum (for the time being). i’ll just post random topics from hereon.. anything under the sun. 
blowin some steam
If you could b*tch slap someone who would it be? What a question eh. Well im in a pissy mood right now, pms i dunno. But if i have the guts to do it i’d do to the SU Portal Editor for SY 2004 hahaha. I think his name was ericson something. Also i’d include his cholalay jenny. They were the meaniest people in campus and i had the misfortune of working with them. I hold a deep grudge yeah so what. I wana kick myself for not doing anything back then. Here’s what happened. Ericson bayot scolded me in front of the entire Portal staff coz he thinks im not doing my job like submitting requirements on time. He was like venting he’s gayish frustrations on poor me. Then goes cholalay jenny saying i text like a donya with all the exclamation mark. Eh stupid! Here’s more exclamation for!!!! They like pounded me like rabid dogs in front of these people. I cried like hell when i got home! hahaha booo.. well i was so mad that i just cried.. But i didn’t do it in front of them noh. Wont give them that satisfaction. So now when i go home to dgte and i see cholalay jenny i cant help but think what a big fake good thing she’s getting losyang. For Ericson i hope he wont ever have a boyfriend. If ever someone mistakenly sleeps with him i hope he gets herpes.
Look up Portal 2004 to check them out.
