extremes

i'm in cloud 9 at the same time depressed. oo, MALABO ako.

wala lang

quarter-life crisis. cynic. i don't care anymore.

on a lighter note, wala lang... :)

that's what i am ~ malabo.

options: a, b or c?

if you are to choose among the 3 options, what would you prefer?

a. treat friends over dinner and party in a bar afterwards
b. spend some alone and relaxing time in a luxury hotel and resort (maybe a resort with spa) over the weekend (3 nights and 2 days)
c. buy something very expensive that you want for yourself

option a is with friends but not really your very close friends.
and take note that for option b, that is your ALONE time. booking a hotel accommodation for one eh mahal na kaya walang kasama. hahahaha!

tulungan nyo akong mamili please!

weekend task ~ checked!

last week naggeneral cleaning ako ng bahay, while this week eh un files ko naman ang ni-general cleaning ko. 2 of my officemates were the ones who helped me configure Azerty (ayan may pangalan na un laptop ko, hehe) last June, and since then i did not find the time to personalize the look of my baby. mashado kse ako nawili magsurf at magdownload ng kung anu ano online. hehehe. thanks nga pala to fadil and nasif who installed all the stuff that will be useful. dahil sa shunga ako sa mga ganyan eh i was really grateful sa kanila, nasif even installed windows vista, ms office 2007 and symantec. so iiyak talaga ako kung kakailanganin ireformat ang laptop na to. hehehe.

so anu mga ginawa ko, in-unistall ko lahat ng nde gumagana for vista. niback up ko lahat ng utilities for installation pati un mga cracked na vista, symantec and ms office 2007. all in all, inayos ko lahat ng files. nagcleanup at defrag ako afterwards.

naginstall na ako ng new itunes at dahil marame na akong mp3s na nadownload at un lang naman ang mga pinapakinggan ko eh binura ko na un lahat ng luma. nirestore ko pati ipod ko at inayos lahat ng albums to make sure na may artwork lahat. oo, hehehe, OC ako.
nagregister na rin ako sa club VAIO. wala lang. feel ko lang. hehehe. saka may esupport so okay na rin.
at lastly eh nipersonalize ko na un lahat lahat.
all in all eh i did something productive over the weekend. french lessons, babalikan kita this coming week. hehehe.

How Could You?

umiyak ako nun nabasa ko to last night. miss ko na si choloers ko pati si polar (still missing).

How Could You? ~ by Jim Willis

When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" - but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.

My housetraining took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed, listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."

As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would have defended them with my life if need be.

I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams. Together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.

Now you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog or cat, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a goodbye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.

After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you - that you had changed your mind - that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.

I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table, rubbed my ears and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.

She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself - a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not meant for her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.

May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.

The End

french 101 ~ part 1

bonjour ma belle!

translation:

hello/good morning my beautiful!

simpleng salad

ingredients:

• tomatoes
• lettuce
• cucumber
• chopped boiled eggs
• kesong puti in cubes
• kiwi
• carrots
• vinegarette
• pepper
• salt
  

p.s. nakalimutan ko bumili ng olive oil! hahaha!

bagong buhay

simula ngayong araw na to eh magbabago na ang buhay ko.

ano ang mga sisimulan kong gawin:

1. sandwich lang or soup ang pagkain during weekdays. ang kanin eh on weekends lang.

2. nagsimula na akong maggym. first day ko today, pinawisan naman ako kahit papano! :)

3. no more OTY unless kelangan talaga at bayad ang OT, pero since nagenroll na ako sa gym eh it will take priority over work. bwahahahaha!

4. drink more water....





5. last yosi ko na to. kanina pa tong picture, ngayon 1 stick to go na lang.

6. matutulog na nang maaga at magigising ng maaga. exception ang Friday, tulad ngayon. hehehe! pero iwasan na ang sobrang tulog on weekends para may time sa online CVs at french 101.

wish me luck! :)))

nde kasha ang 24 hours sakin

sabi ko sa sarili ko since it's not worth staying in the office ng long hours dahil nga sa masaklap na increase (teka increase ba talaga un?!) eh dapat 5pm sharp nasa bus stop na ako. nagawa ko un yesterday at nagawa kong makapag-inquire sa gym. pero ngayon eh nagstay na naman ako til 9 sa office. :( ewan ko ba, parang nakapako ako sa desk ko.

anyway, nde ganun kadami workload ko ngayon pero pasulpot sulpot kse ang mga issues na nde ko matanggihan - investigation, follow up ng urgent issues at iba pa. pero un nga ang dami kong pinaplano na nde ko magawa:

1. Mag-catch up sa French 101 lessons ko
~ 2 french books ang binili ko with mp3s at ako ay stuck sa "DIXIÈME LEÇON". goodluck! nde ko pinipilit sarili ko kung wala ako sa mood, otherwise eh mabe-brain drain lang ako, hehehe!

2. Magsimulang mag-gym
~ Nagtanong un coach kung kelan ko balak magsimula, sabi ko eh next week! kelangan kong maging motivated bago ako magregister, otherwise sayang ang pera. Saka kelangan kong magpromise sa sarili ko na uuwe ako ng maaga para makapaggym at nde mapako sa desk ko until 9pm. Saka may tortang talong at yosi pa ako dito sa bahay, hahahaha! ubusin ko muna bago ako magenroll. Dapat pag nagsimula ako eh minimal na ang kain esp. tortang talong at ang yosi. Hai. kelangan ko ng motivation. Meron na akong naisip pero nde ganun kaconvincing para sa sakin:
a. In prep para sa paghuhunt ko ng hot male Aussie surfer. hihihihi!
b. Para paguwe ko ng pinas by December eh sexy na talaga ako. hehehe.

Tulungan nyo akong magisip ng mas convincing na reason! Encouraging enough to give up ang pagyoyosi at tortang talong. bwahahahaha! seryoso, tulong! ;)))

3. Itigil na ang OTY
~ Kahit mababa ang increase ko eh nde ko matiis na nde magreply sa walang katapusang emails ng functionals ko. Mashado kse akong mabait!

4. Magsimula nang magplano para sa panibagong adventure sa aking career
~ Andami nang pending, si Mish nagsimula na. Binasa ko na rin un PDFs pero napakahaba at bawat section eh may nirerefer na link. naloloka na ako pero excited na din ako.

5. Magupdate ng online CVs
~ Natatakot ako na baka pag nagsimula ako eh darating na ang mga temptations na yan, hehehe. Kailangan eh pag-isipan ng mabuti.

6. Magpadala ng pera sa pinas
~ Nakapako nga ako sa desk ko maghapon. Pero kailangan ko magmoney transfer soon nang mapadalhan ang aking mother dear ng pera.


Bottomline eh feeling ko wala akong time gawin ang lahat ng eto.