Very Light...

padaan lang ng very light. 

sobrang busy sa work.

attendance. auxes. adherence. assets. audits. announcements. trackers. allowance. consolidated. daily. monthly. weekly. agent level. team level. manager level. site level. upsell. management report. production hours. confirmation email. disputes. log in. log out. requests. filing. archives. masterlist. backtrack. moving forward. signatories. distribution lists. overtime. metrics. payouts. incentives. performance. tenured. nesting. 

yan. hindi light. 

heavy yan.

Good Morning!

I was on my way to Trinoma one afternoon riding a trike (yes, i ride a trike - poor lang!) when I saw this larger sticker posted on a tricycle...

And I thought to myself to make this post of things that make my mornings real good...

1. Breakfast in bed. You wake up starving. And your too lazy to get up and prepare breakfast. Or perhaps, too lazy to get up to get  food. A morning breakfast in bed would be great!

2. The perfect sunlight. Although gloomy and rainy mornings are also good, as they induce more pillow-hugging, hiding-under-your-blanket, crawling into your bed action, I'd rather have the sunlight every morning. Not the almost-noon-sunlight, but the sunrise-sunlight..

3. Waking up from a perfect dream. The dream you have been daydreaming about. The dream that you wished would come true. The dream that you wished would never end. I would sometimes think this is a good morning breaker, as when you wake up, you realize that you were only "dreaming." But for things we know would be impossible to reach, dreams make perfect sense.

4. Completing the 8 hours sleep. Who would wanna wake up with less than 8 hours of sleep. Completing 8 hours of sleep for me would me 24-hour patience..

5. Waking up with the one you love. Morning kisses. Morning hugs. Morning romance. Morning sex! No. Really. Just the feeling of waking up with the one you love is just plain real good.

Next stop... my real bad morning starters... 

How bout you?

Concert of the Year!

Yeah!

I was supposed to blog about this immediately when I came home around 3 am yesterday but since I haven't had sleep for more than a day since I ended my shift Saturday, I had no option but to cater to my tired and worn out body. After almost a day of uninterrupted sleep, now here I am, ready to blog about it.

What else will I be blogging about. I blogged about Lifehouse, Daughtry and Chicane, of course, I'll be blogging about the concert of the year - Rihanna and Chris Brown!

What I did hate about the concert was the venue. Since it was an open field, the screams didn't sound that loud. As compared to a closed space like Araneta. And since poor lang ako. At malayo ang pwesto namin, hindi namin masyadong nakita. Kamusta nmn yon diba? Pero ok lang may mga malalaking screens nmn don. At least. Ha ha. The interval between Chris Brown's concert and Rihanna's is so long. Eh kamusta nmn at nakatayo pa kami no? Dapat kasi yung area pataas. Ha ha. 

Again, I'd be telling myself, dapat sa VIP ako eh. Ha ha. Inggit ako sa officemate kong nagreklamo ng sobra sobra sa globe, ayun nabigyan ng free tickets sa concert. Sa may harap harap. 

Anyways, Chris Brown and Rihanna just did a great job! Sobrang galing. Dahil I never missed a concert without reecording a piece of it, I recorded almost all of it. Too bad my phone almost got drained nung last song nila. 

When Rihanna was almost done with all of her hits, I thought she just missed a song... Or I mean the song... Then she started singing it.. ella.. ella.. ella.. Then in the middle of the song, Chris Brown came and started singing the remix version. Shet! Ang sweet nila sa stage! Too bad I wasn't able to record that last part. So this was taken sa you-tube. Too bad is putol. And kainis hindi man lang sila nagkiss! Ha ha ha! 

Buti na lang hindi sya nag near-collapse (Like in Sydney) pero she was flying (sa Sydney)... and good thing hindi na-cancel yung show (Like sa Indonesia!)

Rihanna and Chris Brown - Umbrella / Cinderella

"Make some motherfucking noise!" - Rihanna

Filmography

I love these short films in DL...

Daddy's Boy 

(this if funny!)

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Summer

(this is sweet. nakakarelate ako. pero hindi sa bestfriend ko.)

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Grrrr!

i was about to write about happy mornings when i decided not to.

dahil naiinis ako.

you wanna know why?

philippine taxes! damn it.

instead of being happy and merry dahil, yey! sweldo na.. 13th month and all that... you suddenly see your taxes!

shit!

and now, ang perang ilalaan sa mga bagay-bagay na dapat paglaanan, will just go down the drain and end up on motherfucking stupid politicians' purses and pockets!

my hard-earned money, only to feed their stupid asses?

that's crap!

TimeOut!

nice meeting you... Joaqui_Miguel!

bad ba talaga ako?

o dahil malinis ka eh bad na ako sa paningin mo?

ha ha ha!

salamat sa treat!

:)

nyahahaha! 

eto hindi maloko naniwala ka kagad, nagtanong ka pa kay Mugen kung totoo nga!

yung music mo, next time na ha.

nakalimutan ko kasi kanina. 

saka malay ko ba kung anong ilalagay ko dun!

yung DIET wag kalimutan!

The Elevator Diaries

GROUND FLOOR - ang haba nmn ng pila. kamusta nmn kung nagmamadali ka. pwede ka naman mag-stairs, pero kung ang floor na pupuntahan mo eh 30th floor, hindi kaya dapat magdala ka na rin ng shampoo at sabon habang umaakyat ka? o.. o.. ikaw, manong, bulag ka? nakapila kami, baka gusto mong pumila din? after 20 years, ayan nakasakay na... o ikaw, wag mo nang ipilit! overweight na! ano ba? wag mung gamitin style mo sa mrt dito! 

FIRST FLOOR - grabe nmn ang init. hay naku bakit pag ganitong oras laging sira ang airconditioning dito sa elevator? kamusta nmn pawis na pawis to katabi ko, at nakadikit pa ang braso nya sakin! waaah! para naman taung nasa oven nito ang labas namin eh tustadong tao! ano nmn kaya lasa non?

SECOND - THIRD - FOURTH FLOOR - uy! sosyalan! may radio pala sa loob ng elevator. ngek! hindi pala. si kuyang call center agent pala. ang lakas magpatugtog. at infairness, disturbia pa ang song ha. hmmm. at ang lakad paglabas ng elevator pa-men na pa-men... nyahahah..

FIFTH - SIXTH - SEVENTH - EIGHTH - NINTH FLOOR - hala! nagrereact react ka dyan mam? ano? seventh floor ka? eh bakit hindi ka nagsasabi? eh kasi ang layo mo sa pindutan? eh di sana nakisuyo ka. tapos ngayon nagpapanic ka at lumampas ka. tapos lalabas ka na ng elevator na nagdadabog? ok ka lang? umayos!

TENTH - ELEVENTH - TWELFTH - THIRTEENTH FLOOR - asan nga ba ung 13th floor? baka nmn may portal dyan papunta sa ibang dimension? o baka puro mumu jan?

FOURTEENTH - FIFTEENTH - SIXTEENTH... TWENTIETH FLOOR - ayan. lumuwag luwag din. hay. relief. hoy! ang ingay nyo! kayo lang tao dito sa elevator? ano kala nyo sakin multo? apparition? lakas pang magtawanan! o tama na ang tawanan. hindi kayo nakatuwa! at kulang ako ng tulog! o ayan na floor nya. o muntik ka pang maipit, pano kasi inuuna pa ang tawa kesa sa paglabas ng elevator! anu ba!

TWENTY - FIRST... TWENTY - SEVENTH FLOOR - aaaa... aaaachooo! ano ba nmn yan! sino ba nmn kasi ang hindi naligo? sabi na kasi at dapat nag-stairs ka na lang. binilhan pa kita ng sabon at shampoo! ayan kung sino sinong humahatsing! nagkakalat pa ng virus! kasi sa susunod dapat bawal sumakay ang hindi pa naliligo! pag yang amoy mo kumapit sakin, baka ako pang mapagbintangang hindi naliligo!

TWENTY - EIGHTH... THIRTY - SECOND FLOOR - shit! wala nmng ganyanan! sa lahat nmn ng floors na tiigil ka at mamatayan ng ilaw eh dito pa sa taas taas! kasi nmn dapat kasi may maintenance check kau! oh ano? balak nyo kaming tumambay dito? ha? e may phobia pa nmn ako sa mga closed spaces! kamusta ka ha? eh pano kung pagbukas ng ilaw bigla na lang lumabas ung multong nakatalikod at dahan dahang haharap sau? ha? ano? buti na lang may kasama akong gwapo dito. makausap nga...

THIRTY - THIRD FLOOR - ayan. umandar din. tsk. di nako nasanay eh araw araw nmn to nangyayari. at least nakausap ko si hunky guy... hay ilang floors na lang, malapit na ako.. sana malayo pa ang floor neto para... shit. potah. ambaho ah. anak naman. gwapo ka sana pero anu ba yan! hindi ka na ba makatiis? o talagang involuntary na ang manners mo? shit. at ang kapal pa ng mukha mong magtakip ng ilong samantalang dalawa lang tau dito, at obviously hindi ko gagawin yon! grabe! ano bang kinain mo? sobra ha! shit. dali dali, baka mahimatay ako... 34th.. 35th.. 36th.. ayan! 37th! bilis bilis, ubos na hininga ako... hindi ko na kayang pigilin pa...

waaaah. nakalabas din!

sigh! fresh air!

The Voicemail

i expected this night to be a little cute. coz its halloween! and yeah i'd be seeing cute people in their costumes, with their headsets on and talking to freaked out customers who needs technical support. other than that i wasn't expecting anything unusual. (hindi ako lapitin sa multo, i've had no ghost experience in my life, and my third eye, as they would say, is firmly shut, sewn, locked, taped and cemented!)

it was a little over past 9 when i arrived at the office. i came in late for work because of the long queue at national bookstore (its where they sold rihanna-chris brown tickets-and yesterday's the last day for the early bird price...) and in a super rush mode, i immediately turn the computer, got my phone and when to the locker to get stuff. when i got back, i started pressing numbers to check the voicemail, to see, and by default there would be, anyone who might have called the hotline. 

and so the damn ivr spoke.. gave instructions and menu and then the freaky "a-c-c-b-c-c-c..." sound made by the phone came. then the start of the voice messages. nothing new for the first few messages. i would normally make fun of it. id say "wag ka nang lang pumasok forever (referring to someone who kept calling almost daily...), asus, body katamaran! (for people claiming that they are experiencing body pains), feeling mo lang yon! (people for claim that they are not feeling well...) and so forth...

then there this voice mail. it was all a garble to me when i first heard it. it came to me like "oh, probably someone just forgot that he was calling this number and he left the phone hanging..." and so i listened until at the end of the voice mail... there was this really disturbing sound... a sound in between distorted sound of a gun and big appliance being thrown to the ground... 

my boss, who was intentionally listening to the voice messages, got alarmed by this sound that he asked me for a replay. we played it again, and both of us had our ears to the phone with the loudspeaker on and the volume to the highest level...

then there was this unrecognizable sound or perhaps conversation... then after a few seconds... some words became clear...

"bakit po?"

"kidnap to..."

holy f*ck. what the hell is this? we continued to listen. trying to discern every sound made.

"taas mo kamay mo!"

"stupido!"

then a few more unrecognized sounds. then there were sound of a couple of men talking. sounds of the guy almost crying and begging for help. there was this sound of perhaps the caller being held on his neck and him gasping for air.

shit. real shit. this is freakier than halloween.

after playing a couple of more times. we're left stuck nowhere. we had hoped its a prank call but it would have been so concerted that it sounded so true. and our instincts are telling us this is not a practical joke!

we had our managers listened to it and they were shocked and clueless as well. there was no name mentioned on the call. and the number was not given. but there was a time stamp - 10:31 am! Voice IT personnel came and checked the voicemail. unfortunately, the can't trace it. even globe, to whom the company's lines are based on, can't trace it for there was no "tracer" when the call was made (at least, that' what i heard from what OM told me...) 

we ended up not being able to know who the caller was. or what was the number used. as told by our OM, this would be handled by HR and perhaps be forwarded to the authorities... i just hope the guy's ok...

we tried to discern carefully the words spoken on the message. little by little we understood. but what struck us the most was this few words spoken by one of the "bad" guys...

"wag mo muna papatayin!"

...can your halloween get any freakier than this?

...the voice message is still stored in the phone

Satellite

This was one of the songs (and one of the best) they played before they concluded the Cream! Halloween Ball feat. Above and Beyond last night...

SATELLITE

My love is like footsteps in the snow, baby,

I follow you everywhere you go, baby.

The pain as light has come to wake you

But you will never realize

That I inspire the dreams that guide you baby.

I follow the winds that bring the cold, baby,

I light a fire in your soul, baby.

The lightest touch of feathers falling

My love may be invisible

But I inspire the dreams that guide you, baby

You're a half a world away

But in my mind I whisper every single word you say.

And before you sleep at night

You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.

Your singing satellite

You say a prayer

You say a prayer

You're a half a world away

But in my mind I whisper every single word you say.

And before you sleep at night

You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.

I follow the winds that bring the cold, baby,

I light a fire in your soul, baby.

The lightest touch of feathers falling

My love may be invisible

But I inspire the dreams that guide you, baby

You're a half a world away

But in my mind I whisper every single word you say.

And before you sleep at night

You pray to me, your lucky star, your singing satellite.

This song is for YOU!

The party was a blast. It was more like an extension of the Philippine Fashion Week. I'm really fascinated with the party people that dressed up for the Halloween... You'd see angels and demons, Pharaohs, Kings, Vikings and even a Queen (i still she or he's portraying Queen Elizabeth!) Also present were movie characters... And don't forget the yummy Father (as in Pari!)! Haha. And Lady Gaga was in the house! Ha ha. And don't forget the people we see everyday... the grade school boy (that was you! - nice meeting you - finally! [no drops for you! ha ha ha]), the bellboy (Paolo Ballesteros - eeew! So gay!) and his "security guard..." and almost every citizen you'd find in a community! 

I was supposed to take a picture of them the party people na nala-costume, pero nahiya ako. Saka I was busy partying! Ha ha.

NEXT! Armin Van Buuren!

Bannerism

Ha ha.

My new banner.

Still looks crappy. But hell, I'm happy I was able to make one.

Still have a lot to learn about Fireworks and Photoshop.

Goodluck! 

Enjoy!

BTW,

that's not me! ha ha.

Quorum!

quorum sensing is a behavior ng microorganisms enabling them to communicate and establish their population is a certain area. its more of bacterial communication through the use of quorum sensing compounds like autoinducers and pheromones. these are concurrently associated with the formation of biofilms. scientists are looking for inhibitors para hindi sila makapagcommunicate and dumami. example is p. aeruginosa, occurs in low numbers in our body but due to quorum sensing dadami sila, magiging biofilm and pwedeng maging cause ng disease. so a solution to that is by the use of quorum sensing inhibitors and scientists are still in search of potential QSI's... ayun... 

- I can't believe I posted something like this sa isang thread sa G4M. Ha ha. Anyways, the thread is something about Biology yata. Ayun. God, I suddenly missed Microbiology..

- Post ng walang matinong maisip na i-post. Commercial lang... :)

Un-ordinary

i thought this day would be as normal as i could possibly imagine. with the usual deliverables, calls and reports. nothing can make this different.

as i was going through what i am supposed to do... someone came and asked us to log off our PCs, take our belongings and go down. i wondered what was the order about. i noticed, everyone was packing up too. stuffing their things into their lockers and gathering on the elevator platforms. 

and so we followed. as we got into the elevator and as it went down, we were suprised to a multitude of employees waiting outisde the building. but what stood up among the crowd are the uniform clad men with the letters S-W-A-T at the back of their jackets.

just as i thought. a bomb threat. ok. so where do we go? i started looking for people. my former teammates, my batchmates and  just basically everyone i know. 

and we spent more than 3 hours of "petiks" mode. and as every agent was happy about being in this situation, i was kinda worried that my reports are piling up. and i would end up rendering OT to finish them. but hell, what can i do?

so i just sucked it up. and had fun. it was a night of bonding... like a company camp-out.. or an intercompany camp-out.

at some point, i wished there was an explosion. (well after everybody has been safely evacuated). just so as to make it more exciting. (bad bad!)

ayun lang. 

(you might have seen this in the news. gma. abs-cbn. rpn. were there. ha ha. sweet short exposure... i wasn't interviewed. never!)

(and as expected. the police always comes late...)

The Formula

Hangover

i planned on getting drunk specially at this VL-allotted night. an event held on malate's hottest bar. and getting laid was always an option. so after meeting a couple of friends at araneta and pedro gil. off we go. the crowd hasn't thickened the way it should be. but at that moment, i can feel the energy. meeting a few folks here. meeting a lot of guys i missed. and being introduced to some other guys around. i was set to have a good time.

Plus

we went out, momentarily. to buy cancer sticks. and by that time the crowd has already blossomed into full spring. nevertheless, we tried to push our way into the crowd to get in the other side of the bar. i noticed that i can feel my earphone cord being lifted. thought it was just hooked on to something. but then as we along trying to get into the seemingly unpassable crowd, a strong pull was made with my earphone. being overly annoyed by what happened, i took my earphone and traced it til the end. unfortunately, it did end.

My

instinctively my hand reached for my left pocket. fuck. shit. oh my god. fuck. and like a hand with its own brain, my right hand reached for my right pocket. fuck. shit. fuck talaga. 

"shit. yung ipod and phone ko. shit. shit talaga."

i panicked. shit. shit. shit. its not so me panicking in these situations. i have been known to stay calm in most situations. but hell. yes. i am panicking. i am freaked out. and i am panicking. i rushed to the stairs. went up. passed through the hallway and went out. thinking he might be out there somewhere.

Withdrawal

i had another friend call my phone. not available. shit. this is shit. i was holding my earphones on my right hand. i was so angry and frustrated that i threw my earphones away. towards a pile of trash. and had not decided to get them. where am i gonna use it for anyways? it turned out that i just one of the few people inside who'll be leaving without a cellphone. the only difference i s, i'll be leaving the place without a cellphone and without an ipod.

Syndromes

as more friends knew what happened. i realized some of my friends were in the same boat too. time to build a lost cellphones club. damn. and at that moment everything just started going into my mind.

"sana mamatay na sya in 5 days" (and i specifically said 5 days). 

"sabihin nyo nang masama ang sinabi ko, pero mas masama pa rin sya."

it even came to a point that i said...

"sana pati asawa nya. anak nya. mahal nya sa buhay. wala akong pakialam. kung demonyohan lang ang laban, hindi ko sya uurungan.."

someone even joked by saying

"eh pano kung walang asawa un? beki pala?"

"eh di mamatay na bf nya!"

questions came..

"why does it have to happen to me..."

"what if i never came to this place.."

"what if... why..."

Equals

that night i decided to really get drunk. and a glass of blue frog did the job. plus the sounds and the moves helped. every now and then they'd hear me say "shet. phone ko..." shet... ipod ko" "fuck tlga... fuck tlga..."

i would reach on both of my pockets and i get nothing. a hollow space on the left. change on the right. 

up until this moment. as i write this post and recall that night. every now and then, i'll say those words. i'll be asking "what if's" like a prayer done over and over. 

was not even able to concentrate at my job last night. every now and then i utter the same old words. i'd try to get over it by saying "o wala bang ipod dyan?" "may binebenta bang disposable ipod dyan?"

i slept in a friend of my friend's house after the party. and on our way home. before we rode the jeep, i said...

this is... 

worse than a break-up...

final thoughts...

i've been in this shit before. it's my third time. but i guess this third time struck me the hardest. one, i wasn't even drunk when i was stolen. second, as others would say, "look at the bright side, there always something good in everything that's happening.." i can't think of any. and third, haven't had my phone and ipod for even a year!

or maybe i'm just overreacting. but hell. losing a phone (5310) and a 160 gb ipod video. and being single for this long. no, it's not overreacting. i'd rather go through a break-up than having a severe headache and a severe longing for things that has become literally your companion and has been taken away from you... more like a part of you has been taken away..

short rave!

and Z. hindi pa ako naglalandi non, ok?

Untitled~

hangover 

+ 

my withdrawal syndromes 

= 

worse than a break-up

Text Twist Vol 2.

This is fun...

PALINDROMES

Murder for a jar of red rum

Never odd or even

No lemons, no melon

Nurse! I Spy gypsies! Run!

Party Booby Trap

Was it a car or a cat I saw?

Yo! Banana boy!

**Happy Thoughts**