Vacation Extravaganza!

Finally, after almost a lifetime of enslaving my ass in Doom Island err in XMLville, I am now currently enjoying my two weeks break from work and just bum around. Anyway, I wanted to write something to describe every single detail that made this vacation exxtraa special.

Actually, I don’t have any idea how to start this because this might lead to a very cheesy entry but hell no… I can’t do anything. First of… I GOT ENGAGED! Yes, yours truly have actually received a ring from someone I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. It’s not just good or pretty… IT WAS MAGNIFICENT! No more words or any long explanation… let’s just leave it that way.

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BBRC are back! We celebrated our Christmas Party in Tagaytay , watching the sun rise amidst the shuddering cold of freezing breeze, eating brunch on top of the checkered mantle lying in green grass, fly kites and cam whoring all over the scenic spot. After that, we steered our wheel towards far South and spend the rest of the day in the magical kingdom of fun rides.

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And yes, I am not wonder woman… and because I am in charge of all this escapades… I am now spending my remaining days… in bed. SICK!

Anyway, that’s all! HAPPY CHRISTMAS and A MERRY NEW YEAR!!!

S-O-R-R-Y

“Most people walk in and out of you life. But only friends leave footprints in your heart…”

I know I probably rant about not having enough sleep because of how shitty my career stalks on me. But last night wasn’t exactly that kind of situation. Yesterday, I decided to be back with my old self. I mean being too lazy and spending the rest of the remaining waking hour watching TV and surfing the intranet.

I came across this site which I occasionally check every single fart of the day but last night was so strange… it pissed me off. But as much as I tried to think about what did I do… it came right to me that it was seriously my fault.

I know I am not one of the nicest people in this world. I probably threw in a couple of pranks or crap to anyone I met everyday. But the thing was I treasure friendship a lot. Friendship for me is sacred. It is like a holy grail that I will protect through my last breath. So when it comes to friend, no doubts… I am all hands down to it.

I knew I have said something or probably did something before you flew somewhere in East Asia. I was really in a bad shape at that time and I know that you know what happen and that needs no explanation. I also know that it’s not really a valid reason but you know how bad I am in dealing with situations like that. So that’s it…. As we talked last night, I knew that it wasn’t the normal conversation that we used to have. But anyway, seriously dude… our friendship means a lot to me. So, I am really sorry from the bottom of my heart.

Have fun there! And I would really appreciate the snow in the bottle for your pasalubong. I just hope it would reach my hand before it (UPDATES:)melts.(eto pa!)

Yes the TONGUE!

So that’s it… I am magically bored today. Yes, the reason why I wrote the word magically because being bored and left here without anything to do is magical enough. Well, I know I have described perfectly how my corporate life is enslaving me by getting almost 14 hours of my everyday time.

It’s a habit for me that each time I finished my daily quota earlier than expected, I’ll surely spend the few remaining time making the crimson abstract’s ear drool in the most abnormal way.

Anyway, yesterday’s topic was really hilarious when I said something unintentional that was supposed to be a romantic way of describing how most guys don’t have enough vocabulary like Jerry Maguire who could instantly pulled a “You complete me” line when he was asked why he loves the girl.

I said, “ Maybe because he doesn’t have a gift of tongue… what I mean is a gift of artistic tounge….”

Then the next thing I knew… my supposedly naïve comment became a raunchy perverted way of saying how someone can do the best oral sex. HOLY CRAP!

This is just a normal and typical day!

one year down....

It’s been a week since I last tried writing about the things that happened to me. And until now, I still can’t figure out what to say or how to start. Last few weeks were adequatelys spectacular and I myself can’t even moved on from the vast happiness I felt inside.

See, the much awaited anniversary of the boyfriend and I had actually celebrated the day we decided to be together. Despite of the fucked up events that hindered our relationship… we made it though. The celebration wasn’t that fully romantic type (see: candlelight dinner in a fine dinning restaurant). The big day was celebrated in ENCHANTED KINGDOM.

Yes, ya’ll read it right. Two grown ups were actually celebrating their first year anniversary in the land of electric toys and amusement park…. And I LOOOOVVVEEEE every minute of it.

Indeed, the place was magical because the feelings we had for each other was unfathomable. I don’t know… maybe they are all right. LOVE IS LOVELIER THE SECOND TIME AROUND….

W-I-N-O on MONDAY BLUES

Monday… this is the day of the week which I am feeling uber lazy. I somehow manage to abstain myself from doing physical and mental works maybe because my system picks this day to reboot from its normal function. I don’t effin know what’s behind this lazy Monday theories but I am sure as hell that this blog is going nowhere… Why? Because it’s MONDAY!

This rarely happens most especially at this point when we have to deliver 30 thousand worth of word docs and powerpoint slides in XML form before the calendar strikes December, but say it’s true I am done with my assigned task as early as 1pm. Wuuut wuuut wuut wuut!!! Now, I am uber bored and pestering my manager (by hitting him occasionally and telling random shitty stories about how I spend my weekend or how Cream O is different from Cream O deluxe) is not a fulfillment anymore. So here I am, typing away my thoughts…

Awhile ago, I am listening to Amy Winehouse hit songs and I am completely fascinated with how her voice blended so well in every pinch of its melody. You know the feeling of wanting to see a certain person not because you wanted him or her so much but you just want to curse, criticize and say ugly stuffs about that person but deep down your self you know you luuuuurrvee that person and you just can’t admit that to yourself.

Wino or Amy won lots of awards including Grammy and that thing really puts her in the pedestal. Her talent is really on top of everything despite of her drug addiction, horrible filthy physical features and numerous undesirable behaviors. And… why the hell I am writing her biography???

Well, I just wanted to say that having Amy Winehouse CD for Christmas is totally huge for moi… I likey likey!

Seriously… this is ain’t goin’ anywhere so before I started writing more nuts… I have to end it…

I are not a SLAVE

I promise myself not to blog about anything that will surely create a huge fuss or will make my site as controversial as the one I had before but fuck the nuts out… I can’t bear it any longer.

Some months ago, when I was still struggling to bag this job… the human resources department already gave me a heads up that there are some days that I need to work over time… I thought it was just few extra hours, they didn’t tell me that I am supposed to change my address and use the company’s address for I’ll be spending eternity here.

The work started from shit to even worst than anyone could ever imagine. The difference is I don’t care… I really don’t effin care. I don’t a give a shit whether the team is fanning a huge fire between us and the clients. I don’t give a damn even if they consider us the worst kind of individuals… because it’s not our fault why we got into this mess anyway.

But just as I thought that I do have a black wicked heart, seriously I realized that I am not that bad after all. You see, the manager and I became the best of friend waaaaaaayyyy before this shit time. He was my mentor in every aspect of life and a big ear that I only have that continuously listening to my shitty whining and ranting. And now, he was stuck between the seemingly endless piles of shit loads and crappy management. And moi, having this I don’t care attitude digs an even deeper pit for his grave. Even though I am so trying hard to make his life a bit easier to deal with most especially after reading another mail from the clients… I felt that the joke that he used to laugh about becomes shittier and shittier everyday.

I pulled exxtraa effort within the last few weeks so I could at least contribute a lot from minimizing his burden but my effort was not enough. Well of course, I can’t give my 200% energy because I still have tons of work waiting for me at home. And just as I thought will happen next. My physical body gave up on me.

It wasn’t the right time for me to be sick but hell must have ganged up on me that left me with no choice… I need rest. But the days that I spent inside my room weren’t a very gladdening moment. My room magically became a conscience chamber equipped with a digital sound system that kept on playing the same music (about how I left my team in hell and I am spending my time in nirvana) on and on.

But obviously, something is fucked up and someone must unfuck it, but that someone is not me either my team mates.

So if I can actually talk to the Big Boss… here’s what I am gonna say:

1. if you want us to die… just say so… we don’t need a guessing game


2. I am sure you understand the word IMPOSSIBLE so let’s not make it possible


3. just in case you forgot… you don’t hire magicians and we are not GOD


4. if you want us to finish this all up… stop the time


5. stop making us believe that we can do it… REALITY BITES! WE CAN’T… if you want us to believe on that rubbish, do it first, we’ll back you off!


6. WE NEED MANPOWER!!! LOTS OF MANPOWER!!! If you don’t know how to count… I’LL HELP YOU!!!


7. WE NEED COMPUTERS!!! GOOD WORKING COMPUTERS WITH FAST CONNECTIONS


8. and lastly… please tell your other minions (the guys based abroad) that we are not the one in charge of cleaning up their mess… it takes a lot of time and we are the one suffering

So that’s it… You see, I am trying to love my job, I think I need help.

Trick or TREAT?!?

Its death week and everyone is going wacko on how to spend their Halloween. Both kids and adults are shedding extra efforts creating costumes for the Halloween shindigs and events. Everyone is really taking the Halloween spirit seriously while I, on the other hand, am enslaving my ass off working almost all day till late at night. I am not really whining about my tedious redundant career path because I somehow don’t care a t all.

Anyway, I was thinking of something nice to write about for my first entry. It’s Halloween so I must be writing about stuffs that mostly concern about this death week. Seriously, I don’t know much Halloween or neither dead one’s day because I don’t really celebrate it like normal people. I don’t have close dead relatives to visit on to in a cemetery and I don’t even have a chance to party along on any Halloween events. So basically, I don’t have anything to write about…

But since Halloween is a Trick or Treat day, which mostly takes place in the Western countries and now slowly inhabited by the Filipinos… I am going to write about one of the famous and commonly treats that will make any… yes! ANY human being, kids and adults, men or women, heterosexual or homosexual craves for… CHOCOLATES!

And to start the list of chocolates that I personally recommend to eat and 100% worth of gaining those fucking calories… lemme start of with;

Snickers

I personally looooovveeee these heavenly made sweets. Snickers are chewy, choco caramel filled with nuts chocolate bars and this is one of the oldest and popular in the chocolate world.

Cadbury Dairy Milk

Another king in the choco world is Cadbury. They have tons of flavors that will surely fit your taste. But since Dairy Milk grabs the taste buds of most people, it became a hit. They also launched their Cadbury Snaps which is like the chocolate version of Pringles and it tasted like sooooo damn fine. I don’t know if it is sold locally but if you want a bite just find your way to avail it in any Duty Free outlets… J

Hershey’s Kisses

Kisses is the face of any alpha male courting the one they love. Kisses gets along with Ferrero Rocher and Lindt. But of course any chocolates will do just as long as it came from the heart…. Awww

Hersheys M&M’s

The candy chocolates of all time! No one have ever turn their back at these mini sweets that will surely makes your bad day magically whooped into ass kickin moment. Just as the old time says, melts in your mouth… not in your hand.

Twix

Another God's hand made sweets. Chocolate covered biscuits with touch of chewy caramel inside a golden wrapped is like a gold bar inside a treasure's chest.

Godiva

Most of you might not hear about this chocolate or even taste it but I happened to experience tasting the most expensive chocolate. Well, of course, I didn’t buy it for myself because I am not dumb to shed my five gran for something that I probably consider not worthy of my precious and hard earned moohlah. YES! FIVE FUCKING GRAN FOR A SMALL BOX of sweets that taste like goya.

I know I could blog about how Obama should win over McCain or how the Philippine economy is perpetually sinking or on more cheesier part like writing about how I am doing now… but here I am typing away letters that describes the goodness of chocolates… this is not so fit to be my first issue but hell fucks! I am posting it anyway!!!

HAPPY HALLOWEEN!!!

Primero Uno

Now I am writing again, after the things that happened in the past, I just couldn’t stop my fingers from typing my thoughts or even worst, keeping it to myself. There are lots of things that happened within the past few days that I kept myself from blogging. And may the god of cyber space or whatever forgive me but I wouldn’t go into so many details because I promise myself to keep everything reserved or at least keep my ass off from troubles or issues.

Last week was not the coolest days of my life. I’ve been generally living my nose on crappy grounds and to make it even worst… just as expected everything was screwed up. It wasn’t my normal abnormal state days that I could always goof around and makes everybody happy… because for once in my life I enjoyed being alone.

Eating lunch alone, shopping alone, being at home at a Friday night when everyone was having the best times of their lives drinking beers and scoring chicks. Yes! You read that right. I practically grew up surrounded by lots of people… friends, friend of a friend, acquaintance or human being having fun and living life to the fullest. I loved talking and sharing thoughts with everyone…. But because of the things that recently occurred, I found myself embracing the loser life or at least giving myself a distance from the world. I somehow enjoyed it, not because I hated everyone but because I wanted to stop the crazy schiz that all of them are up to. I know that they are just concern about how I am feeling right now, or how would I deal things now that there are new things on board, but sweet jesus I know that they already knew how miserable I felt or I am feeling right now, I am just not ready to take it out, again and again and again. And I don’t want to answer same stupid question like, Ok ka lang ba? every single fart of the day.

And of course, this is another part of my life that I failed miserably for the nth time. Paranoia invading my brain that each time a friend of mine looks at me with their concern looking eyes I am getting this fucking feeling that at the back of their mind they were all thinking that… here we go again, never ever learned your lesson.

I know I am a stupid ass for even thinking of that, but certainly up to now, I just can’t figure it out what went wrong. Or am I cursed that these horrible-melodramatic-telenovelatic things are actually happening to me. I know the whole world wouldn’t give a flying fuck to understand and I am not begging it to do it for me. All I need is a lot of space to mourn and get wasted. Or at least I could hang out with people just as long as they would at least stay away from stupid questions or topics that will directly hit my situation. Period.

I know I am not a good person or freakin Mother Teresa, but I know I have help somebody in the past so could at least have a reward for that? Believers of any charismatic union, how could I make my life worthy when every time I look at myself at the mirror all I could see is a fucked up person staring right in front of me with lots of issues to deal with even before she was born?

This is not the way I wanted my first issue to be but believe me I am not thinking at all. I am just typing away everything that came out from my frigid nuts…

Happy Death Day!!!

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