Feb 28, 2010
I have one. I don't visit it, I was just asked by a blogger friend from the other side of the blogosphere to create one. But I don't really go there. I think I've answered like a couple of questions and that's it.
Anyway, borrowing from the premise of that site, I'm going to let you ask me questions that you'd want to know about me. Post them on the comments section and I will try to answer them on a separate post a week from now.
I know I'm assuming that you're interested to get to know me, but please indulge me on this. This is the one and only chance you've got to interrogate me. I promise I'll try to answer all of them seriously.
So ask away.
On a different note, my birthday week officially ended last night. I'm already broke. Next salary's two weeks away. And I haven't bought a gift for myself yet.
But I did get three of my wishes last night. Plus two who I would've added as well on the list if only one of them posts more often, and the other one if only he visits my blog. =p Which was great. I met some of the people that I've looked up to in this side of the blog community. I don't know if they enjoyed the meet-up, as they had first-hand experience as to how quiet I really am in person.
Anyway, thanks guys!!! I really appreciate last night. It was my pleasure and honor to have met all of you guys. Hope we do this more often.
Feb 27, 2010
Feb 26, 2010
I really enjoy talking to you. I never thought for a million years that you're someone who'd talk to me, but apparently you did. And I'm thankful for that. You proved me wrong about my first impressions on you. Although we still have yet to get to know each other better, I just want to say that I enjoy you. Thanks.
I've gotten over you a long time ago. I'm grateful to have had friends who would listen to me airing out how disappointed I was with what happened to us. But I understand what you're going through. Your reasons. Everything. I've gotten over you. But I can't help it, there are still days that I miss you. So much.
I feel it's wrong for me to be attracted to you. I mean, I don't talk to you. You're loud. Rowdy. Flambuoyant. A person I normally wouldn't get attracted to. Oh and you're already taken. But I'm shallow. You greeted me twice on my birthday and that's sweet. But I should not be attracted to you. Nope. I won't. God help me.
I like you. But I don't think I'll ever measure up to the people you surround yourself with. I'm not good looking. I'm not buff. I'm just a simple guy who likes to write and drown myself in geeky stuff. But I'm nice. I'm smart. I can be sweet. And I'm pretty sure there are alot of good things about me that you might be looking for in a guy. I just hope you see that. I hope you see me.
You're a good friend. You make me laugh. And I can always count on you to lighten up my day when it's becoming too dreary. And I sincerely want to be your friend.
I know what I did to you was unfair. And for that I'm sorry.
I'm happy I've gotten to know you. Back in the days, I wouldn't have thought we'd get along. You being a model and one of those "sexiest bachelors". But you kept in touch after all these years. I didn't think you'd even remember me, seeing how very limited our interactions were. But you did and I appreciate that. I'm happy for you and your wife and your very beautiful daughter. And if there's one thing I'm thankful for putting up a blog, is that it got me to reconnect with you. I got to know you more here than in the four years we spent in school.
I'm sorry if I uninvited you. I would really want to spend some quality time with you soon. But if you're bringing her, it might be too much for me. Don't get me wrong, I like her. I love her. We get along well. But I want to spend time with just you. I've gotten over you, but I just feel awkward whenever she's with us. I know she knows about me, and me and you and she knows we're just friends. But it's just uncomfortable with me.
Before you say anything, I think I know what you're thinking: ang landi ni Engel.
Feb 23, 2010
Medyo matalas ang alaala ko (pero hindi sa pag-aaral). Naaalala ko yung mga events sa buhay ko na tumatak sa akin. Kaya itong post na ito, eh ikukwento ko yung mga naaalala ko mula noong kabataan ko.
May picture ng first birthday ko na nagbubukas ako ng rubix cube. Akala siguro ng nagregalo tatalino ako pag pinaglaruan ko yun. Pero hanggang sa ngayon hindi pa rin ako marunong isolve yung laruan na yun. Feeling ko naman mataas IQ ko... pero ito yung nagpoprove na hindi naman.
Nagsimula mag-aral. Naaalala kong bitbit ako ng nanay ko papuntang Periwinkle Hillcrest School para magenroll. Naalala ko nagmamakaawa ang nanay ko na tanggapin ako dahil abot na naman daw ng kanang kamay ko yung kaliwang tenga ko kaya pwede na daw ako mag-aral. Mukhang naniwala naman yung principal kaya ayun nakapag-aral ako.
Puppy love. Naging kalove-team ko sa klase si Katrina. Naaalala ko palagi kaming tinutukso ng mga kaschool bus ko sa isa't-isa. In fairness kay Katrina, maganda siya tsaka sosyalin. Ang balita ko pa nga eh crush niya talaga ako. Tapos alala ko, parang nagpapractice ata kami for something, graduation ata yun... tapos nagsisigawan yung mga bata kasi sabay kami sa traysikel. Basta ang alam ko talo pa namin noon ang love team ni Manilyn at Janno tsaka Sheryl and Romnick.
Nagsimula akong mag-aral sa all-boys school. Matalino ako noon, palaging nasa top11 (ako yung 11th). Tahimik pero maraming kalaro. Unang pagkakataon na makakita ng artista. Kasi sa St. Paul's Pque nag-aaral noon si Jennifer Sevilla. Naalala ko, sinisilip ko siya sa bintana ng school bus namin noon.
Eto ang taon na una kong narating ang Puerto Azul kung saan ako nahulog sa bangin. Medyo nabagok ang ulo ko, kaya nung bumalik ako sa school nawala ako sa top 11. Eto yung taon na umaabot ng 4 na dangkal yung teks ko na Marvel Super Heroes na sinunog lang ng nanay ko kasi 4/50 ang score ko sa long test sa math.
Proud yung nanay ko, kasi ako yung isa sa dalawang grade 3 student na nakasali sa Children's Choir sa school. Nagulat siya, may angking talento rin naman pala ako aside from paglalaro ng teks. Soprano pa ako nun (ang sagwa!!!).
Grade 5 ako noon. Dito ako sumapi sa kaklase kong sumasamba kay Satanas. Ako lang yung minion niya, kaya ako lagi ang binubugbog niya. Choir member pa rin ako noon, at officer pa. Custodian ata yung position ko... pero dahil di ko alam ang trabaho ko, at dahil nagsisimula na akong magbinata (pumipiyok na), nagquit ako.
Grade 6, naging third highest officer ako sa buong boy's scout sa paaralan namin. Iyon ay dahil nalate akong dumating sa meeting noon at wala nang ibang team ang tatanggap sa akin kaya ginawa na lang akong officer. Akalain mo yun.
First year high school. Natutong sumipsip sa guro. Pinatulan ang pagtutor sa kanyang mga alaga. Enjoy naman. Hate ko pa ang english noon, kaya ko pinagtyagaan ang pagtuturo sa mga bata. Biruin mo, sa gitna ng homeroom class namin, nasa isang sulok ako ng kwarto at tinuturuan ko yung estudyante niya. 76 naging grade ko sa klase niya. Alam ko dapat bagsak.
Unang naranasang magkasyota. Mas matanda sa akin ng isang taon. Nakilala kasi mahilig manghula ng numero sa telepono para makipagphonepal. Suki kami noon ng Jollibee sa SM Southmall. Pagkatapos ng 8 buwan iniwan niya ako. Inimbitahan ko pa naman siyang manuod noon ng Concert ng Side A sa St. Paul's Pque, tapos di niya ako sinipot. Sayang ang P150 ata noon (na sobrang bigat sa bulsa ko noon dahil P40 lang ang baon ko).
Unang taon sa kolehiyo. All-boys school pa rin. Kelangang masanay na papasok at uuwi kasalubong ang daan daang mga nagwewelga sa kalsada. Minsan makikita akong dumadaan sa camera ng nagrereport sa TV Patrol o kaya 24 Oras. Wala lang. Nagpapacute lang.
Sumali sa The Weakest Link. Ang galing ko sa audition. Ako lang sa buong nag-audition ang hindi nagkamali. Nag-overnight pa ako noon sa hotel sa tapat ng US Embassy (nakalimutan ko yung pangalan). Tapos pagdating ng Round 4 nung laro, sa unang pagkakataon, nagkamali. Nataranta. Di alam kung sino iboboto, kaya binoto ang Strongest Link. Eh tie kami ng isa... kaya ayung gago yung Strongest Link, gumanti ako yung tinanggal. Tado!!! Nasabihan tuloy ako ni Edu, "ang tawag dyan Gilbert, KARMA. Goodbye."
Nagtapos ng kolehiyo. Pagkatapos ng isang buwan nagtrabaho sa call center. Namangha sa dami ng kababaihan. May magagandang mababait. May magagandang tibo. May magagandang maldita (di ko sila friends). May magagandang bakla. Basta maraming magaganda. Meron pa nga, nagpapahawak ng boobs. Meron din namang mga panget. Pero di ko sila masyado pinapansin.
Lumipat ng trabaho, at natutong bumenta ng todo. Matapos ng ilang buwan ng paghataw sa trabaho, napromote bilang Coach / Team Lead. Nabuo ang pangalang Gillboard. Yun ang pangalan ng board kung saan nakatala ang benta ng mga miyembro ng Team ni Gilbert. Eto rin yung taon na lumabas yung sungay ko at naging tarantado ako.
Natutong magblog at nabuo ang gillboard.blogspot.com. Wala kasing magawa sa opisina pagdating doon ng mga alas-onse ng gabi. Ang pasok kasi alas-dos kaya napagtripan ang blogger. Ayaw ko kasi noon sa friendster at nababasa ng boss ko yung mga sinusulat ko. Minsan kasi pinatatamaan ko ang pag-iingles niya.
Sunud-sunod na promotion hanggang sa naging Operations Supervisor ng account na hinawakan ko. Naging beterano sa excuses ng mga nagtatrabaho sa akin kung bakit sila absent. Natulog sa opisina dahil takot umuwi dala ng bagyong Milenyo. Ang taon na unang naranasang manakawan ng cellphone sa Enchanted Kingdom. At eto yung taon na nagkaroon ng mga sobrang malalapit na mga kaibigan. Oo suplado ako.
Nanirahan ng ilang buwan sa Marikina. Nagising sa awitin na "Hindi Kita Malilimutan" noong kaarawan ko, kasi naisipan ng mga katrabaho ko na bigyan ako ng isang surprise birthday party. Nakavideo yun.. mukha akong tanga. Eto rin yung taon na nagresign ako sa trabaho. Dahil trip ko lang.
Unang pagkakataong makalabas ng bansa dahil sa trabaho. New Zealand. Ang sosyal. Naranasan ang winter at spring. Nakakita ng kangaroo. Nakita yung actual na barko sa pelikulang King Kong ni Peter Jackson, at nakilala yung ilang gumawa ng mga set pieces sa Lord of the Rings. Pagbalik sa Pilipinas... ayun tumaba.
Steady lang. Wala masyadong kaganapan. Natutong gumimik at magfood trip. Nakakilala ng mga kapwa bloggers. Naging panggabi ang trabaho. Hindi sanay. Isang buwang hindi natulog ng maayos. Ano pa ba? Wala naman masyado. Ayun, kumpara noong isang taon, medyo boring yung taon na ito. Pero wala akong reklamo. Masaya naman ako.
Ayoko magplano ngayong taon, kasi baka merong hindi matupad... so go with the flow lang ako. Basta ang pangako ko sa sarili ko, lahat ng pagkakataon na ako'y maging masaya o mag-enjoy eh hindi ko palalampasin. Ika nga sa ingles eh magiging spontaneous. Magpapadala sa agos ng trip.
Ayun. Happy Birthday Gillboard!!!
If it isn't obvious, it's because I haven't the inspiration to write one. I'd write about crushie, but during the whole three weeks we were together, apart from the comfort room thing that happened last week, we actually only had one interaction (consisted of two sentences from each of us, and I stammered during mine). Anyway, so yeah I'm zilch in the heart department.
Don't get me wrong, I'm fine with that right now. Apart from the monthly melancholy every full moon, I'm generally okay.
But what I'm interested in though, is how bloggers find other bloggers who write about love. Whether it's their longing to have one. Desperation to be in a relationship. Their bragging of their blooming love life. Or generally anything about matters of the heart.
Do you find them romantic (meaning the writer tends to be like someone you feel you might fall in love with)? Are those writers pathetic? Do you envy those writers? Or does their cheesiness make you want to throw up? Do you get depressed everytime you read a blogger meeting a special someone? Or do you just shrug it off thinking they'll just break up in a month?
If you ask me, there are certain people that I find endearing. Sometimes I kind of get sad (more like jealous) when they meet someone. There are times I envy those people (the partners) because they've met and fell in love with that particular writer. But oftentimes, I just shrug it off. I'm mostly happy for those writers (I'm not bitter), it makes me hopeful I'd find the one at the right time.
I'm just curious what you guys think.
Feb 22, 2010
I don't actually think that ghosts are scary, but when executed properly they could be spine-tingling. Well, the supernatural is really frightening if you think about it, but what's more frightening is finding out what real live people can do. Obviously, you'll find slasher films here as well.
Now with the recent success of Asian horror films (which I personally don't find scary at all), there seemed to have been a rise to sucky horror/suspense movies. And unfortunately, I've seen alot of them. If you've browsed through the archives, you'll find I've written a few of it here in my blog.
I know some of you may not agree with what's on the list and say some of the old horror films like Carrie, Psycho, The Exorcist, or the Shining should be here. I've seen them all, and honestly I didn't get scared. I actually slept through all of these films, and I guess because of the lack of technology back then, the scary films aren't as scary as if done now.
Anyway, my introduction's gone long enough now, so let's go on with the list shall we...
10. FENG SHUI: Why this one and not Sukob or Ouija? I know this is Purefoods Chunkee the movie, but it's actually really scary if you look at it. Specially the scene where all the ghosts appeared to Jay Manalo and the kids. I remember everyone at the cinema screaming the entire time. Yeah I know alot of the killing scenes are silly (Lotlot and the red horse because she was born year of the horse), it's actually funny. I guess, I just like this one better than Sukob or Ouija (even if they're both far better storywise).
9. FATAL ATTRACTION: This is not a horror film, more of a psychological thriller kind of film. But for married guys (who has a mistress), this could possibly be the scariest shit they'll ever see. You see Michael Douglas got tempted to cheat on his wife by a sultry Glenn Close, only to find out that the woman is actually a psycho bitch. I like these kinds of films. Proof that sometimes you don't need ghosts to scare people.
8. HOUSE OF WAX: If only for the scene where Vincent pummels Paris Hilton's face with a huge stick. Yeah, alot of people cheered during the death scene of the overrated heiress. But that's not the only reason why this film is on the list. There are alot of gruesome scenes from this movie. Eliza Cuthbert's mouth being glued, the waxed Jared Padalecki, Vincent's face. The fact that a town full of wax figures is already eerie, add the fact that all those people were once alive makes this scary.
7. SIGNS: Yes, there's only about 2 or 3 scenes that are scary in this movie, but all those 2 or 3 are REALLY scary. While War of the Worlds focused on the alien invasion in a worldwide perspective, Signs actually focused only on one family and how they dealt with aliens who wanted to take over. Mel Gibson, Joaquin Phoenix, Rory Culkin and a very young and very cute Abigail Breslin gave chilling performances that actually made me believe how truly frightening aliens could be.
6. THE SIXTH SENSE: "I see dead people... everywhere." This is the movie that made M. Night Shyamalan a household name. While his films so far are a hit and miss, this movie is definitely a huge hit. Just like with Signs, there really aren't a lot of scary scenes on this movie, but when the ghosts finallys show up, you can't do nothing but cover your eyes. What fascinated me with this film was the twist ending. I did not expect that. The way the film was done, is very VERY brilliant. It was done intelligently.
5. THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE: The version with Jessica Biel is the one I'm talking about. I don't know how many times I've screamed at the cast to "run" or "look behind you!" when I first saw this film. I actually still do it when I catch in on cable. Leatherface is the scariest motherfucker I've ever seen. I loved the gore, and cheered at Biel for doing what she was pushed to do by the maniacs that's been trying to kill her and her friends. This is definitely one of the best slasher films I've seen.
4. SCREAM: But the best slasher film for me goes to Scream. This is the original whodunnit movie, and definitely the best among the trilogy. It is the mother of all slasher movies and even is the mother of spoof films (Scary Movie was based on Scream, as if you didn't know). This is the only movie by Wes Craven that I truly enjoyed. I was in high school when this film was first shown, and I was really shocked about who the killer turned out to be. This film is surprising in more ways than one. And I only watched the film because I was then a fan of Friends and Party of Five.
3. THE OTHERS: To be honest, this movie is not really as scary as The Sixth Sense, but what Sixth Sense originated, this film perfected. The plot twist at the end was definitely something I never expected. I only thought that this was originally just about Nicole Kidman's weirdo helpers, but by the end it's something different. It's actually a beautiful film, not overrated or overdone. Just enough to make you think if you're actually still alive.
2. WHAT LIES BENEATH: If it still isn't obvious to you, I am a huge fan of Michelle Pfeiffer. At first, it may seem to be just another ghost story. But as the story goes on, there really is something more about the house that she and her husband lives in. Like I said, ghosts aren't as scary as knowing what live people can do.
1. THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS: So what's scarier than ghosts, Leatherface and serial killers? Hannibal freakin' Lecter!!! Thomas Harris' creation comes to the big screens and he went on to earn himself an Oscar. What other scary movie did that? The fact that in this film, he's not even the real killer is much more scarier. Jodie Foster's Clarice Starling and Anthony Hopkins' Lecter both gave chilling performances and the dialogues between the two are so good, that I never get tired of watching this film over and over again.
Feb 21, 2010
I often say it isn't true and that the people who knows the real me would say it's quite the opposite.
But then I realized if the saying isn't true, then I should have like alot of friends. I should be like a social butterfly and not a wallflower.
The truth is, I probably am a snob. I possibly am suplado. And that I'm just in denial.
But is that really wrong, if you're just protecting yourself from being hurt or being used by people you treat as friends? I mean if you've been through that before and are avoiding making the same mistakes, that is reason enough to put up some walls, right?
I know I should start to put up some more faith in the people I meet. Not everyone has some bad intentions in befriending people. But how do we know, really?
There are people, eventhough they say that what they offer is genuine, you can't help but feel creeped out by what they say or do. There are people who seems cool at first, but they flake out and leave you in times you need someone to talk to. And then there are those who would say they welcome meeting you, but their action speaks otherwise.
I don't take that against those people. It's not my loss, I think I'm awesome (given the chance). I move on. But still, I learn.
So am I really a snob?
Yeah. Maybe I am.
We put on walls so that we'll know who are willing to break through them to get to us.
Feb 18, 2010
Well, early this morning, I did something which I consider is something new, spontaneous, risquee and out of the ordinary. Well, technically, this is the second, but booking a flight for Palawan is boring so scratch that.
So anyway, I wasn't doing anything at work earlier this morning. And at the suggestion of Teacher Ternie (yes Ternie I blame you!!!), I did something I never did before.
Around 4:30am, while most of my co-trainees are quietly sleeping or waiting for their turn for accreditation or just using the office resources for their personal pleasure I decided to go out of our room and descend one floor down where work starts at around 7 in the morning.
As expected the floor was clear. Empty. Quiet. Dark. Except for the guard and trainees occupying the other side of the floor, the coast was clear.
I entered the lone men's comfort room expecting it to be empty, but lo and behold, crushie from my training class was there. He was washing his hands and looked just as surprised as I was when I found out I was not alone. He recognized me, smiled and quietly went out of the room. Well, that was a sign of good things to come.
I entered one of the cubicles and locked the door, I unzipped my pants and pulled it down.
I was nervous. It was my first time doing something like this. Something wrong. Unethical. Something fun.
I stroked it slowly. Gently. Thinking of the last face I saw before I locked myself inside the small space I was in. It was exciting.
Having nothing but only my imagination working, it took me longer to finish. I stroked it faster, then slower. And faster again. It was good. Deep breaths. Long moans. Gentle strokes.
And then I came.
The idea of doing something naughty in the office was new for me, and in a way, it was exciting. I got really excited, what came out was all over the place. I pulled a roll of tissue to clean up, but I thought to leave some evidence behind. I cleaned myself up, flushed the toilet and left.
I came back the room and looked at crushie. He flashed that coy smile I always adored as if saying I knew where you were and what you did.
I smiled back thinking 'oh you have no idea what I did'.
Feb 17, 2010
This post I'll geek out again. But not about video games or comics, that's been done too much already. This time, let me talk about my other favorite thing to do. Being a couch potato.
I was raised in front of the television. Hell, I think I got my english speaking skills just because my aunts before were addicted to Dallas, Knotts Landing, McGyver, Baywatch and Beverly Hills 90210.
I don't want to bore you anymore with my history with tv, so I'm just going to list down some of my favorite tv series by genre. I'll start with the sci fi ones. Unleash the geekness in me.
Over several periods in time, people have disappeared out of nowhere. No reasons why, without a trace. Nothing just gone. And then one day, a bright light happened and everyone who disappeared came back. Not only were they back, but they came back totally different. They came back and they now have powers. Now I don't watch Heroes, I think it's too overrated. Too convoluted. And just plain boring. But this one, although there are no superheroes and supervillains, I qualify as a great 'comics' series about what happens if people start having superpowers. It's too bad, the show got cancelled when the story got meatier. Anyway, I love this show. For four years, this was what I watched while waiting for the new year to start.
This is the spin-off of one of my all time favorite sci-fi series. Torchwood is a covert British operative that takes care of extra-terrestrial cases. Captain Jack Sparrow leads a ragtag group of scientist/cops to solve alien murders, succubus beings and time travelling crises all in the name of their organization. Before I got hooked on it's parent show, this was the series that I first saw. Unfortunately, St. Francis Square doesn't have a copy of the latest season and I'm too dumb to know how to download series, so I don't have the means to follow this series apart from online reviews and forums. Oh and by the way, it's lead character Captain Jack Sparrow is gay both in the series and in real life.
I don't know how to explain Lost. Really. But in a nutshell, this is the story of the survivors of Oceanic Flight 815. I didn't get to follow this series anymore as I didn't have the time anymore to watch full season dvd's unless it's Grey's Anatomy, Private Practice, Chuck or 24. But from what I saw back then, this show was riveting. It's convoluted I know, and it asks more questions than gives us any answers, but the stories are undeniably great. Brilliant acting, I especially love Ben Linus. Villainy comes just naturally from that guy. One of these days I'll find a dvd of this series and watch it completely.
This one is definitely in the list. I'm a comic book fan, and although I don't read Superman at all, this series fills me in on his history. How Clark Kent became the man he came to be. Yeah I know it's not in continuity, but I think it's close enough. I first got hooked on this series because of Kristin Kreuk, but her character just became boring. Fortunately, the stories did not. And when Olliver Queen (Green Archer) showed up, the series just got more interesting. I'm waiting for the latest season to finish before I buy the dvd, but from what I hear this season's probably the series' best yet. Like I said I'm no DC fan, but when I saw pictures of the Justice Society of America, I just drooled.
BUFFY THE VAMPIRE SLAYER
Who doesn't know Buffy? This was a pop culture phenomenon. I don't think I need to explain what this story's about. Okay, fine. Buffy's a high school student who finds out that she's the chosen one. Apparently, the chosen one has to kill every vampire, demon, gods and what have yous that come crawling out of the Hellmouth that's situated in Sunnydale California. This series had everything I was looking for in a tv show. Drama. Comedy. Action. Violence. At one point, it even had a musical. Too bad everyone had to move on and this show got cancelled. But this series is one of the shows that I followed religiously. At one point I had to cut some of my night classes to catch a new episode of this series. And by the way, Season 8 of this show is in comics form, and the main villain is Barack Obama. Cool eh?
This for me is the best science fiction series of all time!!! It does help that it is the longest running sci-fi series according to the Guinness Book of World Records. Doctor Who is about the Doctor. A time and space traveller who saves the world from evil aliens, demons, and other sci-fi baddies along with his sexy sidekicks and his trusty TARDIS (Time And Relative Dimensions In Space) his time and space machine. What can I say, this show is brilliant. It's awesome and for me, this made the Brits cool. It's been on for like 40 years or something, and they thought of a really cool way to explain the change of actors who become The Doctor. It's a very smartly written series and even if it's relatively unconventional as compared to American made shows, Doctor Who can hold it's own by it's originality and pure awesomeness. I wish I own a Tardis.
Log-out na sana ako nang makakuha ako ng isang mensahe sa facebook IM mula sa isang kaibigang matagal ko nang hindi nakikita at nakakausap.
JARED DOMINGO: Musta bro?
ME: Hey... I'm good... Ikaw? Been awhile.
JD: Oo nga. Ayos nako. I'm doing better.
ME: ok... kailan ba tayo huli nagkita, after college graduation?
JD: yata. that was around six-seven years ago.
ME: ang tagal na nga nun...
ME: kayo pa rin ba ni Elise?
JD: matagal na kaming wala nun. two years ago.
ME: ah talaga... sayang naman... tagal niyo rin diba, halos ten years din kayo nun... ano nangyari.
JD: wala siyang magiging future sakin. lalo lang siyang masasaktan if we continue with the relationsip.
ME: huh? diba ang ganda ng trabaho mo. balita ko six figures sweldo mo...
JD: i'm not talking financially... :(
ME: ganun? sayang naman.
JD: ganun talaga. we just have to move on.
ME: you seeing anyone now?
JD: (rofl) di muna. not in a long while siguro. ;)
ME: bakit naman?
JD: sige bro, gtg. tinatawag na ako sa taas.
JD: you take care always, ayt?
JD: we'll see each other again one day, ok?
ME: sige bro... ingat ka din.
JD: is offline.
Namiss ko si Jared. Lahat ng kalokohan namin noong nasa high school pa kami. Lahat ng pambababae, kagaguhan sa jeep. Yung pinagtitripan namin na chick sa Minute Burger. Lahat ng yun nanariwa sa alaala ko.
Si Jared yung best friend ko noong high school. Yung tipong parang kapatid mo na. Hindi kami mapaghiwalay. Kulang na lang isilang kami ng isang ina. Pero gaya ng karamihan ng naging kaibigan kong nahiwalay sa akin, dumalang kaming magkita. Nagkaroon ng ibang barkada, hanggang sa tuluyan nang mawalan ng komunikasyon sa isa't isa.
Kung di nga lang kami naging magkaibigan sa facebook, baka tuluyan talaga akong mawalan ng balita sa kanya.
Bago ko maisipang mag logout, naisip kong bisitahin ang profile niya.
Pinagpawisan ako sa mga nakita kong mensahe ng mga kaibigan at pamilya niya sa kanya...
THERESE DOMINGO: Jared, I hope you're happy now where ever you are. I miss you so much my brother.
ELISE PASCUAL: Jared, I Love You so much. I pray for you everyday. You'll always be in my heart. I'm just happy that your fight with cancer is over. You won't feel pain any longer.
JP DOMINGO: I love you Tito Jared. I know you're with Lolo Jose, Tita Mina and Papa Jesus na. Lagi niyo kami iguide ha.
THERESE DOMINGO: To all of Jared's friends who went to the wake and burial yesterday, thank you very much for making us feel he was loved. Thank you for the prayers. I'm sure Jared knows this kung nasaan man siya ngayon.
Pasensya na kung pabago-bago ang look ng blog ko ngayon... wala akong masyadong ginagawa sa opisina ngayong linggo kundi tumunganga kaya pati yung hitsura ng blog ko, pinatulan ko na...
Naaaliw lang mag eksperimento ng look, ngayon ko lang kasi to pinatulan kaya ayun... mababaw lang kasi ako... hehehe...
Pero parang nauubusan na ako ng nababasang mga blog pati yung Top 100 Most Handsome Pinoy Bloggers, pinatulan ko... Hay... Bored bored bored...
I LOVE MY JOB!!!
Feb 15, 2010
The good thing about owning a console is that if you find yourself left out when everyone was out on a date, you'd still have something to occupy the time. That's 25k well spent.
So on the 14th of February 2010, I did nothing the whole day. Typical.
My birthday week's next week.
I've pretty much planned out what I'm going to do for the whole five days that I'm on leave, I just hope that those plans push through. Specially the one planned for the weekend.
So I'll be 28 by then. Some would cry. Others would be in denial. There are also those who won't accept growing older. But I'm fine with it. Age is just a number anyway, it's how you live your life that matters.
I'm not sure why, but earlier today I've been tripping on Dishwalla's Somewhere In the Middle. Like the whole day, this was the only song I was listening to. Well that and Duffy's Piece Of My Heart, but mostly Dishwalla.
I'm a lyrics guy, and the song doesn't make much sense to me, but I can't help but relate to it's chorus.
tripping hard falling down onto the ground
cause I can't stand up
and I can't fall down
and I'm somewhere in the middle of this
Anyway, regardless, I still love this song.
Saturday morning I found myself reading through different threads in PinoyExchange. I owe alot to this site, as this was the one that introduced me to the wonderful world of blogging. This is where I met the first person who crossed the line between online and real life friend.
Anyway, I don't know how, but I stumbled upon the local showbusiness thread.
I remember back when I was in high school, one topic that usually gets my gay classmates all loud and violent is the network war. Cable tv wasn't that big back then, so it's mostly channel 2 vs 7. I remember my classmates usually take these topic more seriously than Economics, GMRC or History (I personally think my classmates' opinions on network wars are more interesting than the subjects, except for English Literature).
I was just surprised that even now, eleven years after I graduated from high school, the network war is still raging. People still get violent defending their favorite tv station. And internet ethics are still thrown out the window because of this. It's like nothing really changed.
Oh yeah, that weird stalker person is back. And he's creepier than ever.
I honestly thought I'd hear the last from that blogger when I removed him from my friendster and facebook and blocked his username over at ym. But he still lingered.
I thought maybe I should stop posting cheesy stuff in my other blog. Everytime I post one, that's when creepy stalker guy usually starts to message me again. I should leave the cheesy posts here, a blog he's discovered once and didn't come back to again.
Maybe I should take that as a compliment, you know having people respond the way he does to the things I write. But then again, he crossed a line that is acceptable to me or to any sane person out there.
Or maybe I should stop talking about creepy stalkers. I'm pretty sure there's someone out there who thinks I'm one too.
Feb 14, 2010
Nagdaan nanaman ang Araw ng mga Puso. Maaaring ngayon ay iba ang kasama mo, maaaring gaya ko, pareho tayong naghihintay at naghahanap sa isa't-isa.
Hindi ba nakakapagod, maghintay sa iyong The One? Ako rin, medyo napapagod nang hanapin ka. Kaya ang hiling ko, sana'y magpakilala ka na para matapos na ang paghahanap nating dalawa.
May nakapagsabi sakin na hindi pa naman daw ako handa na makasama ka. Hindi pa daw ako marunong magmahal. Sa tingin ko naman maraming katulad ko. Madami pang dapat na matutunan. Siguro ganun ka din naman. Pero di ba masarap na sabay tayong matuto. Pag-aaralan natin ang isa't-isa. Para din hindi masyadong marami ang pusong masasaktan.
Kung nakilala na kita, magparamdam ka sana na gusto mo ako. Minsan kasi may pagkatanga ako. Bulag. Nasa harap ko na, hindi ko pa makita. Wag kang mag-alala kung baligtad ang sitwasyon, ganun din ang gagawin ko.
Siguro sasang-ayon ka na minsan talaga, nakakapagod mag-isa, kaya sana dumating ka na.
Handa na itong kalahati ng puso ko na punan ng sa iyo. Handa na din akong ibigay ang kalahati para sa'yo.
Feb 13, 2010
This isn't actually an original post. This was originally posted from my other blog. If you've been following both blogs, this may already seem familiar, and to some a dead giveaway to who I really am.
Anyway, I'm actually reposting one of my ex-moments. A post-relationship event that made this person someone I'll never forget. Not because of a sweet memory we shared together, but something more in the line of infamy.
When this thing happened, the ex and me haven't really communicated with each other in over a year. It was a bad relationship. A bad break-up. A bad everything. Only the sex was great. But everything else was bad.
Anyway, one hot summer weekend night, I received a text message from this ex.
Ex was being flirtatious at first, asking how I was. What I've been up to. Where I'm working, the works. At first, I thought the ex was trying to relive the old times, but then a few messages later, I got this...
Ex: nyc to know that ure doing okay. Ngpapyman k n h.
Engel: d nman. bti nman napatxt k. tgl dn tyo di usap.
Ex: actly... hhngi sna ako favor...
Ex: Do u have 5k i cud borow. kelngn k lng tlga. kkenrol k lng kc, la nako pmbyad s crdt crd k. Pay u s 30.
Don't you just love exes?
HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY and HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR Y'ALL!!!
Feb 10, 2010
Medyo matagal tagal na rin ata mula nang huli akong magpost ng isang makesong post. Medyo matagal na rin kasing napanis yung keso sa katawan ko. Pero dahil panahon ngayon ng pagmamahalan, tama lang siguro na makibagay ako sa panahon.
Paano nga ba pag ang isang blogger ay in-love? Paano nga ba umibig ang isang blogger?
Obviously, tao rin lang naman tayo, so iba-iba yung magiging sagot dyan.
- Ang blogger pag nainlove, medyo nawawala or nagiging less active sa kanyang pagsusulat.
- Kung aktibo naman siya, puros kakesohan naman ang mababasa mo, yung tipong nakakasuka o nakakaumay na.
- Kung ang blogger inlove, wala kang mababasang post sa blog nila, except kung may naging matindi silang pinag-awayan ng syota niya.
- Ang blogger ang palaging kawawa, kasi side lang nila ang mababasa natin. So kahit sila yung nanloko sa syota nila kaya sila iniwan, pagdating sa blog nila, sila pa din ang bida.
- Unless blogger din ang syota niya, na aawayin ito at tatawaging sinungaling.
- Pwede rin naman na pareho silang mananahimik, na parang walang nangyari.
- Makakabasa ka ng maraming tula, love letter at kung anu-anong ka pacute-an sa blog nila.
- Meron OA magreact nang magkasyota, parang sa tanang buhay niya, ngayon lang may pumatol sa kanya.
- Meron cool lang. Chill lang. Parang pangkaraniwan.
- May mayabang. Tipong 'in your face, may syota ako, kayo wala!!!'
- Meron ding kwento ng kwento tungkol sa syota niya. Sa blog niya. Sa plurk, twitter, facebook, kahit sa mga comments niya sa ibang blog syota niya pa rin topic niya.
Di ko alam... kung accurate ba yan. Di naman madami kilala kong in a relationship. Puros single lang...
Ano sa tingin niyo, paano ba pag ang isang blogger ay in love?
Feb 9, 2010
For my 28th year of existence I was thinking of maybe expanding my circle of friends. You remember what I said about online friends being different from real friends. Well I'd like for this year to have a few people cross that line.
I was debating whether to post this or not as there have been alot of people who've been really nice to me since I made the big move to this new home. There've been alot of people who have figured out who I am and I don't want to miss out on these people. But if I start writing them all down this would pretty much be the longest post you'll ever read. So I thought I have to just limit this list to people who I get to communicate outside of this blog and people who I'd really really want to meet.
TERNIE - Yeah, I'd start with him. In the six months that I've written on this blog, he's probably the closest to crossing the line of online friend and real friend. I've opened up to this guy during the time I was really frustrated. I don't think we have alot in common, and sometimes I think I annoy him. But whatever, I think he's a cool guy. Not sure about busilak, mayumi and dalisay, but I'm pretty sure he's a good person.
MARK - The other person that I get to communicate outside of this blog on a semi-regular basis. Mark is someone I'm pretty sure I have a number of things in common. I get a little insecure because I think he's kind of someone who's out of my league statuswise, but he tells me he's just a regular person. And I appreciate that. Although I'm not sure if that'll ever happen (meeting him), he seems to be an in-demand guy, but who knows. The one time I thought that I was about to meet this guy, I actually looked forward to it, but unfortunately it didn't happen. He's one of the people I enjoy texting or ym'ing with, so there you go.
JOMS - One of the first few people that befriended me in the blogosphere. I think I've known him for about two years now, but I've never actually met him. I've been very vocal about saying that I'm a huge fan of his writing. I may not share his views about some things, but regardless I still think he puts them down in really poignant ways. He's the type of writer I really wanted to be.
ASH - People say that he does not do meet-ups. And I could understand that, knowing his predicament. If I was in his place I'd really really be careful with the people I meet too. Anyway, if ever the chance happens, I have a lot of questions in mind that I wanted to ask him. I mean I could always ask him through YM, but it's different if you're in front of that person. Meeting him is probably the birthday wish that I'm never going to get, but that's okay.
RUDEBOY - The other night, Ternie and I was talking about him, and we both agreed that he is very much fit where he works. He is a smart guy and he really is cool. Ruddie seems to be just like Ash, a person I'd never get to meet. I respect the need to keep his anonimity. I once wanted the same thing. He seems to be the type of person who would make any topic interesting. A real advertising man.
MAXWELL - Maxwell's one of the people I'd really want to communicate with outside of our blogs. He seems to be a very interesting blogger. Someone I think I have things in common with. Okay, at one point I'd say he was one of my online crushes. I really don't know what else to say about Max because I don't get to interact with him other than here and in his home, but I still think he's someone I will get along okay with.
GOODBOI - Ahhh Goodboi, I don't know if we'll get along well in real life. He disagrees with some of the things I write here, but he does so without being insulting. And that's one of the reasons I find him interesting. Opposites attract (not in a romantic way), and Goodboi seems to be the person who eventhough I have different views with, would still be someone that would be fun to hangout with. I enjoy being with intelligent people, and I think he's one of those people.
NYL - He's the newest guy I got to talk to outside our respective blogs. I've always been a fan of his writing, as he seems to often post some really poignant posts. The type of person who makes alot of sense. And like alot of people on this list, a person you know is learned. I can't help but agree with alot of what he writes and sometimes or often, I'm moved with the things he shares with us his readers. That's enough for me to put him on my list of bloggers I'd like to meet.
DOMINIC - Knowing the nature of this blog, any straight blogger who reads this blog, let alone follow and comment in most of my post is a keeper. It also helps that he is a good cook. He asked me one time what I wanted for my birthday, and I said, I'm okay if he lets me taste some of his specialties. I'd like to taste the spaghetti he once posted on his blog. That looked yummy.
ALEXIS JAY - He promised a coffee meet-up so he could could convince me to vote for Noynoy. He's on hiatus right now, and his presence is sorely missed, specially by this blogger. I think he's straight so don't get any ideas. I'm not sure what happened to this guy, but I'm hoping he comes back soon. I miss his posts.
HENRY - I promised this guy I'll lend him some of my comic books and I'm going to stay true to that word. Although I've given up trying to convince him to finally put some closure regarding his dilemma, he's still the type of person I'd like to meet. I haven't talked to the guy lately as he always caught me at a bad time, but I think we still have alot to catch up on.
There are still alot of people I would want to meet. But this post is super long already, so I'd cut it for the meantime. I'm sure there will be another post like this soon. There's still like five or more people that comes to mind when it comes to people I'd like to meet, so don't hate on me if you don't see your name here.
Feb 8, 2010
Feb 7, 2010
Walang tawagan. Walang text. Hindi nagkakasama. Tatlong linggo pero para sa akin parang isang libong taon. Noon, hirap na hirap na ako iniisip ko lang na wala siya. Si Liz, ang girlfriend ko.
"Movie night, just like before. We have popcorn!" bungad ko.
"Yeah," sagot niya.
Umupo siya sa harap ng tv dala-dala ang popcorn at kumot. "Ano gusto mong panuorin?" tanong ko.
"Ikaw bahala. Surprise me."
Hmmm. Matagal kaming hindi nagkita. Dapat ang papanuorin namin eh espesyal. Sweet. Cheesy. Alam ko yun ang gusto niya. Ano bang dvd meron si ate? Pretty Woman. Pwede na siguro 'to.
"Seriously, Dane? Manunuod tayo ng Julia Roberts? Kelan ka pa nagsimula manuod ng romantic movie?"
"Three weeks tayong hindi nagkita. I think tama lang na panuorin mo something you like."
Sinuklian niya ako ng ngiti. Isang matamis na ngiting tatlong linggo kong hindi nakita. Tumabi ako sa kanya. Magsisimula na ang movie.
Ipinatong ni Liz ang ulo niya sa balikat ko. Matagal niya ring hindi ginawa iyon. Matagal na rin pala kaming hindi nagmomovie night. Hinawakan ko ang kamay niya. Pinisil niya ito.
Tumingin si Liz sa akin. Hinaplos ang aking mukha. Pinalakad ang kanyang mga daliri sa aking pisngi. Ngumiti siya muli at inilapat ang kanyang labi sa akin.
Tatlong linggo kaming hindi nagkita. Hindi nag-usap. Naramdaman kong hinahanap niya rin ito. Ang tamis ng aming halik. Namiss ko kung paano ang feeling na dumadaan ang mga daliri ko sa mahaba niyang buhok. Ang maramdaman ang init ng kanyang katawan.
Hinalikan ko siya sa labi. Sa pisngi. Sa gilid leeg.
"Do you want to do this?" tanong ko.
"Uh-huh." bulong niya.
Tinanggal niya ang kanyang t-shirt. Pati ang akin. Muli kaming naghalikan. Nandun pa rin ang init. Namiss ko ang hugis ng kanyang katawan. Ang lambot ng kanyang labi. Ang kanyang dibdib. Namiss ko kung paano siya huminga sa aking tenga. Kung paano niya ako yakapin tuwing nagsasama kami. Namimiss ko siya.
"I love you." bulong ko.
Tinulak niya ako at bigla siyang tumayo.
"Liz. What happened?" tanong ko.
Nagmamadali siyang nagbihis.
"We can't do this Dane. This is a mistake. Wala na tayo. We shouldn't be doing this anymore. I'm going."
Lumakad siya, kinuha ang gamit, lumabas at sinara ang pinto.
Wala na ngang pag-asa.
Wala na kami.
Tatlong linggo na.
Feb 4, 2010
With my other blog, posting about my friends is like one of my favorite things to do. I post long testimonials to some of my closest buddies, and I pride my relationships with them.
I CHOOSE WHO I BECOME FRIENDS WITH
There is a difference with choosing the people you mingle with or get acquainted to and choosing who to keep as your friends. I'll be honest, I choose the people I befriend. It's my right. It's my life.
I don't choose based on the people's looks, that's stupid. I choose based on who I trust to stick with me for a long time. I was born the year of the dog, so I have their qualities. I tend to be blindly loyal to my friends. Like, I would walk to the ends of the earth just for my buddy. Unless our office declares a certain day as a critical work day, in which case I'll follow my friend the day after.
But just because I choose my friends, it doesn't necessarily mean that I'm a snob. I am not. I get acquainted with people easily. I'm fairly quiet, but if you get me to open up, I could be very talkative. For me, there is a difference in making friends and making acquaintances.
ONLINE FRIENDS VS REAL FRIENDS
This is already common knowledge, I opened this blog up not only to share my life with people, but also to meet new people. People who I have a lot in common with. While there are alot of people who visit or read or interacts with me here, not all of them I will consider my real friends.
Yes, the interactions are fun. We learn from what we read from each other. We share sentiments through our posts or comments, but it still won't be enough to know the writer behind the blog for real. Not everything written on a blog is the whole truth. It's just the writer's side of the story. And not all stories are real. Sometimes the writer could be the most sentimental, cheesy or ideal person in their blogs, but in real life they're nothing close to what we read.
Outside this blog, I get to interact (sms or ym) with about only 7 bloggers that I've met here. Fewer still are the people I've met in real life (and I don't even communicate with any of them at all). I could always initiate chatting with the people that I admire, but then again I'm shy. The people I talk to now, mostly were the ones who added me up on ym. I rarely initiate, unless that person's someone you'd really want to get to know more (non-romantically of course). And sometimes, there's no way for me to actually get to know these people more.
For me, there's a difference between my blogger friends and my real friends. My blogger friends may know more about me than my real friends, but my real friends are how should I say it... Real.
So what's the point of this post, you ask? I don't know. I just wanted to post something about friends.
I know. Sorry for wasting 5 minutes of your time.
Feb 3, 2010
I don't know what they were fighting about but the girl was physically abusing the guy.
The guy was actually hot. Tall nice body. Kind eyes. The girl was definitely not. Okay, she's kinda sexy, but facewise, I really don't know what he saw in her.
She was punching the guy, and he was just letting her. He looked confused.
It pissed me off a little.
Why girls like her are bagging guys like him, when there are alot of people like us who are willing to shower these men with love (I know it's cheesy, but it's true).
Oh yeah, I do apologize if I don't get to bloghop as often as I normally do. I'll be in training for the next three weeks. And when I'm home, I'm mostly playing video games. I don't sleep at all. It's crazy.
Anyway, I'm happy I'm in the same class as crushie, although we have yet to talk to each other, we normally have lunch together. We're a big group.
Feb 1, 2010
And since I haven't done alot of this lately, I thought I'd just do it one time big time. Review everyhing of interest I've played or read the past few weeks. So bear with me this is going to be a VERY LONG POST!!
MASS EFFECT 2
Of course I'll start with this one. Bioware's magnum opus. Xbox's first big title for 2010. The sequel to one of the best RPG titles of all time. Commander Shepard's penultimate adventure.
Okay, I know it's still too early to tell, but this is in the forefront for my game of the year. I know Final Fantasy's still a couple of months away, but everything about this game for me is just perfect.
The story picks up a few years after the Alliance stopped the Geths from taking over the galaxy. Saren was defeated, Sovereign was destroyed but the threats to the galaxy never stops. Good luck with that. This time alien beings called the Collectors have been harvesting human colonies all over the universe. So John Shepard must form a team to stop these evil from taking over.
And forming the team's basically what the game is all about. Not the Final Fantasy or Suikoden kind wherein you just add those people up and won't give a damn about them. In Mass Effect 2, each character has a backstory and it is your job to get to know these people better. Not for the sake of moving the story, but the success of your mission depends on how loyal these people will be to you. I'm only 20 hours into this game, but I feel I've already invested too much on all of them.
This is a beautiful game. I swear the first 30 minutes of the game my jaw was literally on the floor. The graphics are some of the best I've seen in a video game. The voice acting is brilliant. The gameplay is superb (I love scanning the planets... people say it's the most boring part of the game but that's how you improve on your weapons and tech so I don't care). Oh and it also helps that your saved data from the first game leaves a mark here. Every decision you've made in the first game will impact the story here.
If it isn't obvious yet, I LOVE THIS GAME!!!
RATING: 10 out of 10 stars
I don't really know how to describe this book in words. But all I can say is that this is one of the most intriguing, most brilliant, most intelligently written comic books I've read in a very long while.
No this is not about superheroics. No vigilantes, no masked heroes, no apocalypse, zombies with black rings, or supervillains taking over the world. This is the story of Tom Taylor, the son of a J K Rowling-esque writer who created a character based on the boy. Only that he's a wizard with great powers. I know it may sound boring, but it does get interesting, because the world of Tommy Taylor the boy wizard starts unraveling in Tom's world.
I know it might sound as if only geeks would be interested or would enjoy this book. But I beg to disagree. This is a smart comic book. Mike Carey created a very intelligent tale that will be enjoyed by people who loves books, historical fiction, Harry Potter or just well-written stories.
The good thing about this title is that it's published by DC's Vertigo line. Meaning, we don't have to be worried of this title being cancelled because of low sales. I will be able to finish the whole story as planned by it's creators without any interventions by the editors or whoever's in charge of running the title. Mike Carey and Peter Gross have complete freedom over their created world.
This is not for everyone, but if you'd like to feel smart. I recommend for you to read this title.
RATING: 9 out of 10 stars
This is the story of Agent Tony Chu. He is a federal agent working for the US Food and Drug Administration (or at least that's what I think FDA means). If you think that's boring, yeah it probably is. But here's the catch... Agent Chu's a cibopath. That means every time he eats a particular food, he gets visions as to where that food came from. What kind of fertilizers were used to grow the fruit, how the cow a beef came from was butchered, and how someone was murdered.
Yeah, Agent Chu eats people to find out their backstory. It might sound disgusting, well it really is... but that's the fun part of this comic. Chu eats any and everything to find out their back story. Dead dogs. Fingers. Nothing's sacred in this comic book. This one's really a riot.
This is my first time reading John Layman's work, and I can say I'm not really disappointed. I only read this because this is really hyped up when I read comics reviews. And I think the hype was with good reason.
It's not only funny, but it is a lot of fun to read. I was reading the first trade paperback of this title in a bus, and I know people were looking at me because I was snickering most of the time. It's really good.
This year I've found the joy in reading independent comics, and I must say these titles are way better than half of my super hero pull list.
I'm considering dropping most of my comics in favor of brilliantly written independent titles.
RATING: 8.9 out of 10 stars.
More review days in the next few weeks.
The Chinese New Year.
Normally, this is a good month for me.
Work's going to be a little bit less stressful, as I'll be undergoing another series of training in line with an upcoming promotion (don't congratulate me yet, it also means more work for me). Oh yeah, and it's been confirmed I'll be transferred again in a couple of months. I'll be going back to my old department (which is essentially delivery status only more complicated).
Oh yeah, training will be exciting because I'll be in the same class as crushie!!! As if something will happen between us. But the prospect of finally interacting with him is exciting. So wish me luck on that.
I have no date on Valentine's Day. No prospect. And I don't really care anymore. It would be nice of course if there is. But I've learned not to make a big deal out of it. I'll just let the teenagers, indays and badongs have their day of fun.
I'm not bitter!
I'm just thankful January's over. Too much to look forward to this month. New video game out in a few weeks. Hopefully my salary increase for the year will be as acceptable as last year's. I'll find out by the end of the month. It's likely that I'll be travelling up north by the last week of the month. And oh yeah, I have another four day weekend this month.
And of course, in a few weeks I'll be turning 28.
I'm expecting gifts!!! =P