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moved on.

2008-01-03T11:16:00.000+08:00

i have moved on to "greener" pastures :)

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On lauriats and weddings

2007-11-18T22:57:00.000+08:00

Over the past 23 years (not counting maybe the first 2) of my life, I have attended the traditional chinese weddings with the bad music, the mandarin-speaking host, and the over-invited guests with a bunch of empty tables in between.

Usually, the meal/12 person table would consist of a number of food dishes appearing after every n intervals starting from the appetizer, some 6 other random foodstuffs that would always include steamed fish, pigeon and crab, soup, and dessert. Not necessarily in that order.

This is what you call in fookien, the pan-to. Simply put, the Lauriat. The whole smorgasbord that should be fun to eat, but you should also mind your manners, as this is not a buffet, no second dish of the same type will be laid before you and there are other hungry people at the table.

In a world of Chinese culture, sometimes manners are really forgotten, I think of myself back in Shanghai 2 years ago. A bunch of rowdy loud Chinese people at the next table were in states of drunk and disorderly, smoking, drinking, and spitting. It was a sight to behold, and made me want to drain all my Chinese roots away.

Filipino-Chinese aren't even close. Which is good IMHO, but I guess some habits do stay, not in those forms but in some aspects.

Oldies generally are the most pasaway of our kind (anybody who's nearest to the GI population are more often the deviants). In an all-out formal event, they would be the deviants in slacks and a dress shirt that doesn't even quite fit the standards of an ordinary work shirt or a hideous matching blouse and skirt / blouse and slacks attire.

Don't even get me started on the people wearing jeans. I would have them thrown out of my own wedding.

Moving on to the actual wedding is how some people go all PG (patay-gutom) during the food. A dish in the lauriat is mainly good for 12. So lucky you if you get seated with only 10 persons with leaves you 1/10 chance in getting the last 2 steam prawns/dried scallop wrapped in radish or something like that. Well courtesy is always given to those who seem to be in higher status on your table, which means everybody older than you are or the kids who doesn't seem to know the value of courtesy as of yet, or are too spoiled for their own good.

I remember when I was young and I was whining about getting another steamed prawn, Mom would give me this huge long lecture about not being selfish. I stopped being a priss at wedding events and let everyone grab a hold of the last tasty morsel of food x. It's fun to see them push the table around in feigned respectable gestures about who wants to eat first and whatnot. :) which I was quietly observing through my muted Ipod and my headphones as decoy to make sure I look like some emo college kid dragged by her mom to the wedding.

So there was the Pg crew, who seem to have forgotten that there were 8 other people and got most of the cold-cuts, half the steamed grouper fish and got first dibs on the first of the two remaining prawns. They were cracking the steamed crabs as if they were at home, banging it with a spoon since the establishment ran out of crab crackers, making the crab shell fly towards my mom, who was not particularly happy having shells splatter her dress. I didn't even bother getting seconds of the ube buchi and sacrificed it to the PG crew and whiny english-speaking kiddie. Man was I ever the grown-up. I just stuck to eating the hot red beet soup that was catered for old people. But not people as young as I am! Haha. For those occasions mom would poke my leg everytime Pg couple would act all Pg, and I would be all nonchalant but I'd feel this little humor bubble growing into a giggle.

Anyway, we ended the event with mom overhearing them asking for a doggy bag to wrap up some of the goods from the table (maybe the orange centerpiece?) and me snickering as we went down the escalator and I was telling mom that I have never seen a hungrier table than ours.

She totally agreed.

it seems more me now.

2007-11-17T15:49:00.000+08:00

no, i didn't the whole fuck you bit on the banner (although i almost did, harhar). but i'm glad to see notpoems looking more like me than looking like any other web template.

note to self:

2007-11-16T23:39:00.000+08:00

* I keep falling into the green void. Must stop.

* so, you've just been a hot topic in a recent conversation (conversations if you count the repeat rate of the story revolving around the table), nothing seems better than a bunch of people all together talking about crap and didn't bother to swing and ask you further details to clarify the shit, the more juicier, the better so why clear things up? and ruin the fun of things? NEVER.

* So, you never really seem to get noticed. Why must you hone in territories of others when obviously you're not god-fucking wanted? In fact, someone who actually pretends to be something gets more beautiful attention than you have so whats the FUCKING point in keep FUCKING trying?!

...

ganiyanan pala ha,
PUTANGINA NIYO LAHAT.

so i'm eating cake

2007-11-15T22:26:00.000+08:00

funny thing is, I told my dad i'd be home for dinner. when i got home at 8:00 and thank the blessings of smooth and easy driving all throughout the metro today, (I drove out of the parking lot around 7:25) while listening to a new-favorite album the The Click Five,
and all the stoplights were go green, except for a few timely reds that were to my advantage too.

when I parked the car and went up the dining table was cleared and i have no food, so after the quick shower i scourged the fridge to find anything edible without me cooking, and I ended up eating a slice of cake, 2 dinner rolls with butter and a mug of coffee.

I wish life could always be this simple, I wish life could always be happy :)

i wonder...

2007-11-11T01:25:00.000+08:00

if it's possible for the ground to open up,
swallow me whole. then slowly roast me to my death...

come on, just this once,
then i'll be at peace for the rest of my lifetime.

car trouble.

2007-11-10T13:45:00.000+08:00

The Altis already had some battery problems when I got back from Cebu. I asked them to changed the batteries since around the last week of October.

I knew I will be hitting the fan with the car and I did. Haha.

After Powerplant, my sister and I went to get gas at Shell V.Cruz Extension. I turned off the engine and when I started the car, it won't start.

I instantly knew it was the batteries, and the attendant opened the hood and proceeded to try and make the batteries work. I told him it was weak and I pulled over to the side of the station.

Naturally, my sister called up her beau first. I called him up and told him our current predicament. He said get my sister to ask for a jumper wire to jumpstart the car. Told me to keep calm (which I was, stranded on a flooded unknown street was more crappy), and call my dad.

Sister called my dad and I talked to him about the situation and they were on the way. So is maurick.

Luckily, people up front where trying to jumpstart a car also, and asked if we needed some assistance. He connected the Altis into his white pick-up and I started the car which gave a purr of life.

Manong Mechanic told me to use the park lights first, switch off the air-conditioning and press the gas steadily to charge the batteries.

I gave him my deepest thanks and even offered him some money which he flatly refused. He said it was nothing and told us to drive safe.

Maurick arrived seconds later the car was running. He drove behind us. While I called him to tell we're ok. And we called my dad and uncle who was waiting for us in Quirino.

We convoyed towards home. Maurick at the back Dad and Uncle up front. I felt like driving for the president. Haha.

We got home at 12mn. Just in time for Dad's birthday.

The Power of the Tarot Force.

2007-11-10T00:40:00.000+08:00

I wasn't really a fan of the whole divination thing. My 6 years of logical brain training have been a skeptic to all the horoscope and numerology brouhaha. Although it's fun to take it seriously sometime.

With my sister's raving about a particular reader's "intuition" and "power" I was curious to see what she can say about me. So we arranged to have dinner at Powerplant and my first ever Tarot Reading session.

We got there around 7:10. And only the guy was available, the proclaimed master was drained and her aura was a bit miffed. After 30 minutes of waiting was seated at the back part of Press Cafe at a table draped in woven cloth and seated in front of me is the Reader, a semi-young-old guy in his late 30s maybe with an easy smile as he asked for my birthday.

He started to compute in a little piece of paper what there is to be computed on my birthday. After which he looked at me and explained

I was born in 1984, 28th July with the element wood. Based from my birthday, my lucky number is 3 and my colors are anything that represents the wood, so surprisingly, shades of green, brown, a deep dark red and even black. I should stay away from bright red, for it represents fire. And Fire burns Wood.

In the deck of Tarot, I am the empress. Of unconditional love and compassion. People who knows me would laugh at such a revelation. (there goes Truths#1) .

He said one of the upcoming dates would be a good day. And whatever that can happen will go as planned.

There goes analyzing my birthday. On to reading the cards.

He asked me to place my energy on the cards, to breathe in the positive energy and exhale the negatives, shuffle the deck 7times, and to pick out 13 cards with my intuitive hand (my left).

He laid it out and looked at them intently, asking about normal stuff, if I was in a relationship currently, if I was working, and all that.

He felt that I was thinking so much about a lot of things. Boy, was he right.

Currently the empress is being blocked by a force that seems to be making me hard to balance my personal and my work life. He saw me in so much anxiety and I seem to be having pent-up negative energy inside me building (SCREW YOU!) and it was being a hindrance to my success. I was actually fearing relationship matters with my colleagues.

He told me not to get influenced by anybody but to make decisions on my own. No one should be able to direct me but myself and I think that's fair.

I maybe carrying heavy burdens right now, but everything will be lifted. It was the perfect time for me to find a job supposedly and I will be financially stable in the future.

It seems pretty fair. So when the general reading was over, he asked me to as him 6 questions. Anything I want to know, money, love career, family anything.

Here were my questions in no particular order.

Ano ba talaga problema ng mama ko sa akin? (what is really my mother's problem about me?)
He was looking at the cards and looked at me with this tsktsktsk look. He told me that I will be more successful than anyone in the family, and I will be leaving them. For good. That is my mother's fear, that I leave her. Probably.
Would I be able to find a good job? Yes. Now's a good time to look.
How is he anyway? Doing better. His heart is lifted.
Will I get married? Yes, not only you will be married, but also financially stable
Will he and I be together in the long run? Maybe not, there's a chance, but it will be hard.
Are his intentions real? Real enough, but he may still falter.

I have gotten real and very practical answers

Then he gave me the cards, place them on my hands and ask for a secret wish, a wish that you can only tell when it comes true, so I placed my hands and wished for it with all my might. And I did. And picked out 3 cards if the wish would come true.

And lastly, what will be the road of my life. He said that for now, impulse is not a necessity but a need to be rational is more important. I would be successful and stable and I would even have enough money to help the poor. Amazing.

I thanked him for being enlightened (and tickled) paid him the php500 fee and left knowing a little bit more on what to do later on.

That was the power of the tarot force.

two sides.

2007-11-04T07:24:00.000+08:00

Life will always rely on a side a and b (think overnight stay and lack thereof briefs). Surprising as it seems, nobody really likes looking at both sides, especially if they have already seen the comfort zone.

I want to talk about the two sides of a particular touchy topic that is very one-sided throughout the years. You can read on to know what I am talking about. And you can save all your violent reactions later in the comments section.

~

It's always hard to let go of someone you love, especially if you really and truly care for that person. Sometimes, you'd think that the world has ended and you don't give a flying f anymore about life, wishing we just die and move on in the ashes.

How we all wish it was that simple, that each time life gets so hard, we just want to lay an eternal rest.

I guess the only friend we really have in this predicament is time. During a period in which I like to call The Gray Haze, waking up and sleeping was the hardest, getting out of bed was as bad as trying to lift 40 muscled men out of the way to haul ass in the shower. I am willing to bet that 5 years of my life has been shimmied away from the massive amounts of caffeine and nicotine that have rushed in my system, and tilted my already insane mind into a craptastic breakdown of fallen tears and giddy laughter.

It was madness. A circus.

It took a while, but the pain slowly went away. It used to be a gut-opening, inside-slicing, God-why-don't-you-kill-me now pain, but there's gonna be one morning you wake up and it won't feel as bad as it was in the X Years Y Months and Z Days that has passed.

I have dropped into that shit hole a few times. One of them was close to me slitting my wrists and screaming "BLOODY MURDER!". Running around the city screaming "P!*#@&$@()!@ niyo lahat!" or "P0t4 ako!" Whichever works. Whichever felt right at the moment.

Now I look back on all that and laugh. All the devious lame-brained schemes, the equally lame plotting that I never did, and all the mixed-up, pent-up emotions that I have felt.

I know what had happened before, you don't forget it, you just accept that it's there and you just let it live inside you, but how you let it live, be in fear, anger, sadness or acceptance will evolve once you have had a deeper understanding of the situation.

This is my Side A, I was the victim.

Let's flip over the tape to Side B, I was the victimizer.

Yes, I broke up with someone. A few years ago, there was a time where I had to have a choice, options were laid out before me, and I know there's no such thing as having your cake and eating it too.

Nobody takes as much hard shit as the victimizer.

First, we go to the victim himself (obviously, it's a guy, if it was herself then there would have to be some side story revelation that I really am gay). The hysterics, the explanations and the pleadings. The manic almost crazy tendencies. I remember the day we sat on the benches at the university having one of the many "talks". Asking me back, asking me all those questions that I really cannot answer, and it made me guilty. Guilty of making a decision that obviously had to have some complications, but I had to be strong. I had to go through and live up to what I have done, and never look back in regret. But only regret with all the what-ifs.

The most recent one was the hardest one, we were friends for years and I admit to being an ass. I told him everything, honestly, I didn't had to go through any pretense, nor I think cheating was the answer and just letting up when all the shit hit the fan. I told him point-blank. And god that hurts. But I'd rather have one clean swipe of the knife than a slow jagged painful one. I couldn't help but think if I was making a mistake or I wasn't, but I knew that I would be lying to myself and lying to everybody and I will be living a lie.

That I cannot take anymore.

During this time, I was probably in all the grapevines that was twitching and pulsating in waves throughout wired places. I was messaged by curious friends who was trying to dig the issue from me. They had to use my sickness as an excuse to open a conversation. (why, thank God I'm sick), when they could've asked me directly without bullshit, without all the crap.

I was judged harshly by people who only seem to know one side. The only side people like to read. I was being pushed into the you're-making-a-huge-mistake corner, and I need to see some sort of "light", it was as if I was on some delusional dream and I need to "wake up". I believe they still cling on to some idealistic pleasure of being meant to be means forever and ever, and I ruined that for them, and they want me to go fix things up and they want me to plead guilty and say I'm sorry for being a stupid piece of shit and go patch things up pronto.

It also seems that they want to make me pay, only because I was honest, only because I didn't want to lie to save myself or to save my face in front of my friends...

The only thing I'm sorry for is hurting him. I am not accountable to anybody else. If you want to hear an apology from me for you, go line up, I'll get back to you, or maybe not.

Being in side B makes you know who your real friends are. And I love them even more, with my life. I am thankful for them seeing both sides first before poking me with inquisitions and all the hoopla. They were listening, and that is the only thing I want them to do. Is to just listen.

~

Going through those sides were a roller coaster experience. Where one side is like going up slowly, and painfully, like waiting for an inevitable doom only to be racing down through all the spins. And the other is going through all the loops, sharp edges and dangerous turns, like awaiting for death.

Both praying for the fucking ride to be over.

There is no ideals in this story. No bull. Just the cold and brutal reality.

Early 2008 Birthday plans.

2007-11-03T07:55:00.000+08:00

I, (insert my full name here), will go to Niigata to watch the 2008 Fuji Rock Festival.

AND NOBODY'S GONNA STOP MEEEEEE.

SCREW YOU ALL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Hello! from the city of pines!

2007-11-01T22:24:00.001+08:00

i look really, really small next to the pine tree

Encounter with the boss

2007-10-31T15:33:00.000+08:00

These were the few times I was able to have a chat with our Japanese Manager. This surprisingly, 40 year old man, trapped in a youthful, child-like soul. I told him, part-awe and part-teasingly how he looks around 35, or even 30, maybe because he feels young.

He shrugged his shoulders with a touch of boyish shyness and said, Maybe.

He's been all over the world. Portugal, Spain, Mexico, France, Japan, Philippines, Hawaii, Bali, and all the places he mentioned that I didn't quite comprehend. It was fascinating.

And hello? When will you even see your boss ride the waves using a short board? Totally awesome if you ask me.

I wanna be like him. By the time I reach 40 I want to have traveled some parts of the world. I guess that dream never went away. No matter how shitty or how crappy life may be. Be it if I was single or attached, to see unknown places is a part of me. An old dependable friend.

But to be able to travel, I have to be able to be free.

Hopefully I will be.

photographs and memories

2007-10-28T08:23:00.000+08:00

I may sound like a weenie, but I missed having a digital camera. Since the Cebu trip ended I had to give the Canon Ixy 60 back. So I'm left with basically my 2mp Sony DSC-P31(?!), or the LCD-retarded Canon Powershot A95.

Obviously, I am not a professional. I am not honing for a DSLR anytime soon (but it would be cool to have one in the near future if I've grown sick of the p&s or I find it's capabilities not enough), I still have a hard time remembering what the aperture does (hihi, he'll kill me for that one), and I remember conversations over coffee and lenses that left me a bloody nose. It was fascinating and yet humbling.

I am more of an enthusiast. I love photography and I miss taking pictures of everything and anything that comes along my way. Especially now when I was armed with knowledge that I didn't know before, I felt like there was something missing.

Human subjects are a really complicated and yet fulfilling to shoot at, I remembered when we ha d a group meeting, and I was there snapping pictures using the viewfinder, everything came out crappy (lol), since the viewfinder wasn't the exact thing you would see in a lens, but each time you point the camera at them their naturalness (?) fades away and suddenly they feel being inspected and probed at.

This is why I stick to non-human subjects. Like food!

old friend.

2007-10-24T21:12:00.000+08:00

I took off from work early to seek some green pasture. It's been a while since I've roamed in the streets of Makati and all it's petrifying, awesome glory. The tall buildings of steel and glass, the old buildings of concrete and cement, the roads lined with trees and crudely done plastic stars that was adorned from trunk to branch, the seemingly missing electrical posts smartly hidden deep below the streets. The underground passageways leading to every corner of Ayala avenue.

The supposed "mock" interview took about an hour. And it was conveniently located behind philam life.

There was this friend that I have missed during the 8 months we were apart. The last time we met was valentines day. He was off to the US and when he got back I was on my way to Cebu. It was about time I paid him a surprise visit.

I walked in the classy, sophisticated building and left my id and headed up to the 16th floor.
The guard was there and I asked if he was still there, so he called up his cubicle and asked for Jr, then he told me that I was out front.

I went in their lobby, with the sleek green seats and waited for one of my most favorite people in the world.

He got out, wearing his usual green striped polo and slacks, he looked at me and smiled a mile wide and we hugged tight laughing after being separated for 8 months, it was nice to see him again.

We talked while he and yanyan smoked, and he went to send some e-mails and we took a long walk to the mrt station.

It was 30 minutes of endless chitchat. We were squeezing all what we could in that short time until we meet again soon for another dinner session. He was mostly listening to me talk. With all my giddy laughter and my cursing. While he gave out inputs and such and shared some of his own stories.

We got to the station, shared one last hug and promised to meet for dinner soon.

moderately alive

2007-10-19T09:31:00.000+08:00

I got back to work in Manila after a week of being sick. Hence it was another week of a "vacation" which wasn't really a vacation. a vacation means mimosas by the pool, sex on the beach at the beach and maybe good food and friends, but no, I was stuck just eating porridge painfully, bleeding sores, and sporting a lovely fever.

note the sarcasm.

What else is there? Aside from the current state of limbo with regards to the new project which will be starting November, nihongo lessons at it again. There is nothing new.

Since everything seems to know what the world is up to anyway :)

The world spins madly on...

2007-10-05T15:51:00.000+08:00

There are times words fail me. And in those times I am in my most vulnerable or lethargic state.

I just got back from the farewell + birthday treat of my groupmates. Which was a surprise since we were supposed to be treating them.

The little gesture touched me. Deeply.

My days in cebu are numbered. and I am trying to fit in everything that I can. Today's release day, a get together dinner with friends, and maybe a little something more.

Despite the stress, the mind ache, there is a dull, almost repetitive pain in my chest. Nothing in the physical, but an emotional turmoil that I know would eat me alive in the coming days when I reach home.

I want to try and stop time, even for a single moment, just to gather all my thoughts and collect them and nurture them in the dying corners of my mind.

But to my horror and dismay, I do not have such a power. And while I weep and while each day I die a little more, the world spins madly on.

revisited : the (not-so) critical mind of yours truly

2007-10-04T16:04:00.000+08:00

I was having fun reading my ancient blog entries and I saw my old critique for an Artificial Intelligence article from my sophomore college years.

I still couldn't believe I was able to get away with writing a report for school like this. Hehe

Tuesday, March 18, 2003
Critique for Intelligence without Reason:

For the fact I have once again procrastinated due to immense load of work, not to mention this hovering friend of mine called laziness, here I am slaving away at two in the morning typing up my critique. Which I believe I am just jotting down random blathering instead of the said critique. As this caffeine induced student of yours had just got her 4 grams of coffee kicked in her system, and is now typing up a storm of nothings.

(please ignore above paragraph, but I hope it made you smile even wanly).

Intelligence without reason which is the title of the gory twenty-two page article is indeed missing when reading the pages of the five different main points. Unless I am too sleepy to decipher it’s hidden meaning. Upon reading the last page, he [the author] even admits to the readers the title is indeed ambiguous, which means I am still alive at some point and I still understood the article while I was dozing off and kept injecting coffee to keep myself awake.

I found it very hard to jump from its different viewpoints. Maybe also the fact it was somewhat boring. The statements made might be a good read if I probably had a master’s degree specializing in Artificial Intelligence or Robotics for that matter, after all, reading those immensely deep technical jargon was too much for a sophomore student, well probably not the one’s who has a brain the size of well, let’s say Marceniño Bautista if you know what I mean. Maybe if I had a computer dictionary…

But going back to the article, I’d say it had taught me on the evolution of the constantly changing Artificial Intelligence Systems, never knowing that the only way of searching was to place the search algorithms in assembly language…ASSEMBLY! ASM, COMOLAB, registers, at present I was only doing addition and subtraction, and there they were 20 years ago implementing search trees on itty-bitty spaced memory, now we have LISP, we have PROLOG, and I’m glad. People envisioned having computers think like humans long before there were good computers that do AI for RTS games like Warcraft III (go Night elves!). Not only that, countless robots can now do your housework, and probably your homework but is banned in probably 500 states, play soccer, and can be your pet (now this rivals Richie Rich’s maid Irona). And the next thing we know, we’ll be in a star-wars era and have a C3PO friend hovering around us getting gas in their system, while we have the usual of pizzas and chicken.

But of course to live in that vision, (like the article said), we must first change the way we think of developing these systems. We are doing a good job, but it is not so good. To understand the problem we must understand ourselves first. The complexity of the human mind is still to big to break down into the parts where it will hold the key into inserting it through the locked doors of the perfect AI. So, instead of looking for the dratted key. Go search for a window. Or maybe a backdoor. Find different alternatives, and be diverse in looking for any possible solution. And maybe we can make these Intelligent systems better.

caffeine, nicotine, and a little infinity on high, under the cork tree

2007-10-03T12:44:00.001+08:00

I am tingling in this coffee, sugar, and music rush.

Last year, it was just caffeine and nicotine, now i've added a little bit of infinity on high. and god, my soul is singing once again and my heart is speeding at this alarming, fast-paced rate. My fingers are trembling as I typed this entry. And god, it feels so good. To be abnormally, yet naturally high. I haven't felt this way in years. The open inhibitions that embraced me to be flying towards the pale blue sky.

I spent most of the lunch break today at BOs. I bought Fita crackers and A box of West Ice. I sat and ordered an Iced Cafe Latte and under the bright, beautiful sun. It was kissing me with all it's warmth and heat..

Drag after drag and Sip after sip and the beat of the drums and the strums of the guitar pierced my bewildered heart. Whom took it all in, openly and freely, until it ached from all the pleasure and pain.

I should experience this more... I swear... I never felt so completely and utterly alive. The madness fulfilled me. The tears want to fall and yet the mouth wants to escape giddy laughter.

I am a total and complete mess.

it's been a while

2007-10-02T15:18:00.001+08:00

the last few weeks were a whirlwind. and i couldn't really think of anything to describe it but indescribable.

So, this is it.

2007-09-13T18:07:00.000+08:00

It has been another usual day. The usual pondering in the glaring screen. A little gelato treat to lift the spirits and to soothe the soul. the soft and powdery flavor of cappuccino and mangoes have brightened my mood on this rainy thursday. And I treated Helen to her melon gelato which have eased her stressed predicament since the whole DD phase.

When the e-mail came of his cake and gift, that's when the realization hit me, it will be his last day, and I was far away to be able to clap to the speech and make the usual dry comments that made me, me.

17:00 hours, and the speeches began. I have missed the 0.75 hours busy editing my code only to be reminded by the little boy that the speeches are over and that was that. The ultimo adios of the Super Engineer, Bomberman addict, Ned-Ad guy, Pillar of NSP, one of the greatest people in the office, and simply put, my friend.

It had the same feeling as when she left. A sick little pang in the stomach. No tears in my eyes (it's difficult for me to cry lately...), but I know I'd be missing a lot. The laughter, get-togethers and talks that may or may not be continued in the future. But I can safely say I have gathered enough memories for those two years to relive the memories over and over again.

Let go. But never forget.

To grow means to move on, and people are growing. Left and right, they have sprouted wings and have risked to take flight, away from the safe cocoon and into the vast skies.

Soon, I will be flying as well.

じゃ、また　あとで.

tired.

2007-09-13T00:18:00.000+08:00

i am close to 2 months in cebu. frankly, you think i'm still up and at em frolicking around in the queen city of the south.

most of the time, i have to drag myself out of bed. literally. i wake up each day at around 9:30, half an hour before the uber flex-time ends. I take quick showers, pull up my day to 2 day old jeans and a shirt, my hair in a wild disarray of bangs and strands, then me and helen will set of to work either by cab or jeep then we either race to the time clock to punch in our id numbers(twice for good measure) and settle ourselves to work.

the feeling of summer vacation ended when ben went home to Manila last 27th of august.the skies were gray and the rain poured. the bed felt empty. i got sick and even if i am sporting a normal temperature, i still feel sick. my head was heavy and i keep getting headaches in the office while i work.

chucking paracetamol on a day to day basis for my headaches is startling, i don't want to end up being like House stuck on pain relievers so i tried stopping the meds. and i'm feeling a bit out of the weather and i am coming down with a cold. which i am chucking vitamin Cs (not yosi, mind you).

during work, i sit on my place at the cebu office, glancing 8 or more hours on the screen while thinking of logics and algorithms, coding at a manic pace to beat the never ending deadlines. each milestone finished was like a victory and a reminder that the more i work on this the faster i can get home.

it's been a while since i whined. i haven't whined about my work (with regards to project) since it was that dreadful 3am and I wanted to go home but got home at 6am. i was whining like a baby, and i got over it. somewhat. i didn't even bother with the business trips and AOTS anymore, some things are really not meant to be. and I know I have something more in store later on.

since i am back here in cebu, i was dreading the replay of what happened a year ago. the reworks, the revisions, and the failure of coding. my lame algorithms and my even lamer logic. the hasty, and sloppy work i did that took a toll on the start of a supposedly nice career.

i hope i'm making up for it now. i don't want to assume anything just yet. but i want to prove this one last thing, i want to make my mark before i leave. and have digitally logged created by NSP D. Lee in codes that will be floating in repositories when i'm gone. Documents that have my name on the initial drafts , to be continued or to be referenced by the new hopefuls and to all the other memories and experiences that i may have or have not shared with the people i've worked with, the little things, from my unexceptionally loud voice, to the times i was serious enough to give actual advice, to any other realization, and to the people who have humbled me and who have inspired me to do my best.

it's 12:45am.
i'm going to bed
with all these thoughts in my head.

testing

2007-09-13T00:15:00.000+08:00

trying out my new .net

Dreams.

2007-09-10T22:28:00.000+08:00

I was looking through my livejournal and I saw something I wrote 2.something years ago, about my dreams of finishing thesis.

here's an excerpt of what i wrote,

I would absolutely take a programming break, and a school break. I'm referring to a solid month (or 2) of just sitting and absolutely rotting myself of any information that has been making my brain a mine field of little explosions from time to time of all the non-stop pumping of unwanted and unecessary knowledge, mind you.

I'm taking about rolling along white sand beaches of Boracay, non-stop movies at Powerplant alongside tubs and tubs of butter popcorn and enormous cups of rootbeer, endless frapuccinos and coffee dates at Starbucks, bar-hopping and gorging in luscious Bailey's Irish Cream, vodka cruisers, frozen margaritas and downing shot after shot of tequilla, experiencing wonderful cold weather at Tagaytay or in Baguio, going abroad for a few weeks, overnights on 5 star hotels, soaking hours in a bathtub complete with bubbles until I'm in a prune-like state, have a foodfest at home, bake all the oatmeal cookies I want, visit more worthwhile theme parks (Hong Kong Disneyland!!!), riding excessive roller-coasters until I puke, sitting on the grass, get lovable pets!, watching the sunset at baywalk, watching the sunset, watching the sunrise, organize a reunion for s19 people, engage back addiction to Ragnarok Online, play all the games I want, and work up in a sweating frenzy from Dance Dance Revolution just to name a few...

So far, I was able to stroll in white sand beaches of Bohol, Palawan and Shangrila Mactan, Cebu. spend time watching movies in Glorietta and Greenbelt with friends minus the butter popcorn since I feel that Powerplant's buttered popcorn reigns supreme. No enormous cups of rootbeer since the counting calorie stint. Endless tall non-fat 2 equal lattes at Starbucks that has been my addiction since work and truckloads of visa receipts after the 5 planner craze. I have finally realized that clubs aren't really my thing, but I still like getting the occasional drinks for the nice, little buzz. I have been to Tagaytay with family but never with friends, and experience the absolutely wonderful cold spring of 12-16 degrees in Shanghai of 2005 and the almost same temperature in Hong Kong just this year. So that includes going abroad. And going to the worthwhile theme parks (HK Disneyland). I haven't been riding excessive roller coasters since the first try made me want to spew out nothing. I haven't been sitting on the grass much. Nor did I had time to get wonderful pets. But I did see a little kitten that caught my eye and made me fall in love. Sunrise and Sunset was experience in Cebu and Manila at various times of overtime and not so overtime. Did some reunions with s19 and ST people throughout the 2 years and tried getting back to Deliverance-Online, went back to Dota and even won the NSP Sportsfest, owned a DS Lite, got my two babies schroeder and wilson, and worked up a sweat from dance maniax.

Now, dreams have been escalating into bigger proportions, recently booked a flight to Palawan
with friends, planning another Hong Kong trip with friends yet again (hopefully in the cold weather). Want to stroll in the sakura blossoms, and experience a white christmas. Go abroad to work, have enough money for a condo, buy lots of albums, watch my cousin's band live in the US. Maybe study again. I don't know...

I just know one thing is for sure...I just want to spend more of my time doing all these with the little boy...all over again, over and over again...

Shameless plugging.

2007-08-16T11:52:00.000+08:00

m9dhatter started a food review blog called eatsmychoice.

I requested to be one of the contributors, so if you like food and you have trouble deciding where to or not to eat, swing by the site. :)

Flickr

2007-08-13T09:28:00.001+08:00

This is a test post from , a fancy photo sharing thing.

missing.

2007-08-13T09:16:00.000+08:00

i woke up early to start the week early and hopefully end the week early. i walked to the office bouncing to fall out boy's infinity on high album. and stopped by at starbucks for my missed caffeine fix.

so i ordered my usual. (the person who prolly has been with me on my recent caffeine escapades would know what i order) and I sat on the not-so-sink-into-me chairs at starbucks in i2.

yeah somethings missing. or maybe a someone.

i saved you a seat my friend.

the deafening sound of silence

2007-08-08T10:22:00.000+08:00

as we walked to the office, i had vin on full blast. funny little feeling was playing until i got to my cubicle here in the office.

the music was loud, but it was peaceful to my ears.

until i pressed stop and suddenly i was stunned at the roaring sound of silence.

the place was quiet. and it was as if death had succumbed into the room. echoes of nothingness screamed in my ears.

it was really weird.

Bohol : Teaser 2

2007-07-31T00:50:00.000+08:00

chocolate hills at carmen, bohol

peace and tranquility

some hunky dude posing at the sandbar

So, here are a couple of hot men who got lost in virgin island. :Pstarfish hands

Bohol : Teasers

2007-07-30T08:30:00.000+08:00

more to come soon :p

i am a risk taker. stupid, but it keeps me alive.

2007-07-27T07:26:00.000+08:00

i went undertime to race to ayala to buy our boat tickets. only to find out that viewing deck seats are only sold at the pier and they close at 5:30. and they don't do reservations.

I was still processing all the information 5 minutes before 5 at Ayala.

Oh, screw it. and I asked the taxi guy how long will it take from here to the pier of Ocean jet.

20 minutes.

I did a quick calculation and I can get there around 5:15. I took the chance and we sped of to M. Cuenco towards the pier. Everything was a bit unfamiliar until i got to fort san pedro.

the taxi stopped in front of the pier gates and told me "dire na" It's here.

I got out into the chaos and mayhem of the pier. Think uber corny Pinoy movie where couples and families say good bye and where stupid lovers jump to the sea to race after boats jutting away with their unrequited but soon to be true love.

I ran. and I saw the time at the clock ... it was a little before 5:15, my heart was pumping with adrenaline and what ifs. What if the line is long or what if they're already closed, what if i dont get there on time? or what if i do get the tickets how am i gonna go back? fuck.

my heart was bursting to the seams with worry to see a short line at the ticketing counter.

I told myself it's not over yet until I get myself 5 tickets for Saturday's 6am trip.

So I fell in line, gave information to the man at the counter, and gave me 5 neatly printed tickets.
while i got out, a taxi just got in letting out its passengers. I was dizzy and I want to throw up. But I got to Ayala in one piece. Triumphant, yet wonky.

I told you, I'm insane. But it's worth it.

new found friends

2007-07-26T16:10:00.000+08:00

top: brain, ian, louise
bottom: stella, me, helen

cebu photos : food porn (part 1)

2007-07-23T11:29:00.000+08:00

yeah, everybody's giving me crap about this "blank" entry so here's the real pictures

cebu day 02 - mall rats in ayala

2007-07-21T22:12:00.000+08:00

this saturday morning was spent lounging most of the morning at the room. helen and i caught the movie Prime starring meryl streep, uma thurman, and the yummy bryan greenberg. then we showered and headed to Ayala for mass, and some shopping.

i was rummaging my luggage and noticed that I mostly brought all tanks, sleeveless, and all my as a bunch of people would say, my "man-eater" clothes. so I panicked and went to Human for a shopping spree, I ended up buying 2 new shirts and a jacket.

helen bought new shoes.

we had lunch and dinner at Lemon Grass the vietnamese/thai place with this really, really yummy citrus tea. But I think i had too much of it because I ended up feeling nauseous and I had to run to the bathroom at the first floor of northwinds to spew my guts. (this happens when I eat too healthy foods)

Yes, mucho impormasyon.

And to the news about tsibogs turning into some korean piece of shit, it's true, but the new tsibogs is near the sunflower club, which I will try and find so as to please this nagging feeling of discontentment.

(i won't be uploading pics yet since dial-up is a bitch).

so we just went to timezone, planned to watch a japanese film tomorrow and looked around some more before chilling once again in the hotel room watching cartoons.

friday night was spent with my aunt at Bigby's. I had their amazing roast chicken and aunt had an equally tempting passionfish.

she's actually my mom's friend. but I call her tita nonetheless, we caught up with our lives and it was funny talking to an adult with regards to my mom.

and now I will rest since I felt wonky after my barf-capade.

oyasumi

back in cebu

2007-07-20T11:12:00.000+08:00

I never would thought i'd be here again. But here I am at the main office of NSP, typing away in my really low chair and this even lower cubicle walls.

I miss the round table where the old PWLAN used to be located. now since its just me and helen they cleared out some space in the solutions area.

So, here I am. Back in one of my little havens. Alone. Sort of. But not really lonely.

Together with a new face and roomie.

I love Helen. but I missed Nina as a roomie. Harhar. Okay, mushy stuff ends there.

I cannot post pics yet. since I only have my card reader with schroeder. I cannot post pics of our trip yet.

But anyway, we got back here last night, via PAL PR863. the flight was, surprisingly on time. We touched Mactan Airport at around 50 minutes past 6 and checked in at Northwinds near 8.

I cannot believe that they changed Tsibogs into some piece of korean restaurant shit :((. So we ended up eating dinner at chowabungga. Where we split a tapsilette (w/lette) and just had a good night rest at the hotel.

Breakfast at cafe bien and skipped lunch to have some coffee and cinnamon sugar swirl at starbucks. I have plans to have dinner with mom's friend here later.

Yep, I really am back.

say hello to vin

2007-07-19T11:35:00.000+08:00

:)

2007-07-19T08:37:00.000+08:00

I'm off to the queen city of the south.

Hopefully I will stay updated on the next two months.

fight club mode.

2007-07-13T22:40:00.001+08:00

I have a temper. It can be kept for insanely long amounts of time before I blow up like Mt. Pinatubo after a real long mounting period. Bubbling until its got my goat.

I hate being placed on hope, I absolutely hate people piling you dreams only to take them away.

Only to be found out that a higher being can actually crush your dreams into a beaten massive pulp.

I couldn't take away this taste of bitterness in my throat. I cannot help but lace acid in my words so that it comes out with just a touch of nasty than my usual bitchings.

I hate people who assume your goals and disregard you with better chances. I absolutely abhor favoritism and I believe that the term GIVE CHANCE TO OTHERS really means the OTHERS who actually deserve it.

It's fair game until somebody hands in.

I guess I was a fool to believe and trust people who think of me as a mere officemate.

And I was an even bigger fool to actually consider them as friends.

Now this little bond of trust I have diminishes slowly.

home sick.

2007-07-10T15:18:00.000+08:00

getting soaked from the rain yesterday wasn't a good idea. the bumpy taxi ride back to the office was a doozy too. I got back feeling all dizzy and my head hurting, so I popped a headache tablet, ate some hot noodle soup and went home.

i woke up 1:30am feeling a bit chilly, so i turned off the air conditioning, bundled up in a sweater, ate another paracetamol and used all 3 blankets to go to sleep.

at around 6 am i sweat my fever out, but still felt wonky, my throat sore and my nose a bit clogged. i didn't want to go to work for I might make it worse.

now im here at home. doing nothing. i know i'm not sick anymore. since i spent more time being up and about than lying down sleeping. but i'm glad that i took the day off work to recuperate.

so. what have you been up to lately?

meme : handwriting assessment

2007-07-07T12:19:00.001+08:00

I took the "handwriting personality" quiz on gURL.com
		my handwriting style is... dreamy doodler Your handwriting shows that you are first and foremost an individual.Read more... What does your handwriting say about you?

The "Read More" part is also added below since you won't know when this page will last anyways...

Your handwriting shows that you are first and foremost an individual. A little rebellious and a lot quirky, routines bore you and you're happiest when things aren't operating on a set schedule (kind of makes school and work a drag, right?).

You seem intuitive to the point of almost being psychic, have friends from several different cliques and your clothing style is always changing. You probably have a passion for strange, found objects and might be a bit of a flakester (sometimes).

TRANSFORMERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

2007-07-07T00:22:00.000+08:00

KICK-ASS MOVIE of 2007. I swear I was prancing around clapping and squealing what a great movie it was.

And I was probably one of the only ones in the movie theater being all gay for all the robots. Especially bumblebee, even if I wanted him to be a VW bug, it was nice for him to be a really smexy Camaro.

And yes, I am also gay for Optimus Prime, but I find that a given. Everybody is gay for Optimus Prime.

So when I got out from the movie theater, I just couldn't resist doing a uber corny fangurl pose.

bestowed .

2007-07-04T21:33:00.000+08:00

As of the 1st of July, 2007, I am now officially promoted with the title of software design engineer 2.

the pay still is almost the same. And I don't feel any accomplishment with regards to that aspect.

Le Sigh.

a few good deeds

2007-07-03T07:57:00.000+08:00

I was pissed off yesterday for not being able to go home at precisely 4:02pm because we had a meeting that lasted until 5. and the fact I was ambushed by the HR for last minute design changes in the bookmark. I finished all my work at 5:40, got even more pissed to have missed the non-rush hour time.

We were planning to get food at Chowking delivered since it was supposed to be raining hard but decided against it when i suggested we eat at Zhu, the new Chinese place at 32nd Street, plus the rain was just a slight drizzle.

So we were walking on the side street near the back of the HSBC building and not on the usual main road. There was a gray kitten, all scruffy and dirty meowing sadly, I was immediately taken at it's cute little eyes and fur, but another thing caught my eye.

it was a black rounded shape on the concrete street. at first he thought it was a side mirror, I thought it was some rags, but when I got closer, it was actually a wallet.

I picked it up, examined the contents, a health care card, a dlsaa id and a picture. I examined the money inside, a 500 bill + a few more and I stopped looking. On the identification card it read that insert female's name here was working at the HSBC office. So we decided to head over and give the wallet to the front desk. I was also opted to give it to the parking security guards but thought better of it since they don't actually work inside and they might pick up the loose bills. I asked the person managing the back entrance of the HSBC tower.

err, do you have someone named insert female's name here ?
Ok, ma'am, let's go check on the front.

So we were able to tour the first floor of HSBC, we gone through secured, little id-opened entrances that you can ironically jump over, until we reached the front desk.

I repeated the question I asked earlier.

err, do you have someone working here named insert female's name here ?
Oh, yeah, she's from HR.
Well, okay, you see, she dropped her wallet and I was just going to return it.

If you could see their faces, everyone was smiling at us. It was bizarre. The front desk dude asked me to wait in the lounge while they contact her.

I just wanted to leave the wallet and go eat, but no, they had to make me write my name on a piece of paper so they'd know who returned the wallet and stuff.

So after 5 minutes, the guard came in and was telling her:

Here are the kids (me: KIDS?!WTF I'm 22 already!) who returned your wallet.

the girl with her friends came in and she thanked me a million times with the other one commenting how my pants are cute (i was wearing my gray gauchos that day) and even asked me if I wanted a job at HSBC. I laughed and asked if they have IT positions available, gave me her number and we left. After thanking me again for the millionth time.

I do not really know what was all the fuss about. It was obviously the right thing to do. And of course, any decent human being would've done that if we all weren't laced with poverty and temptation...

g33k p0st: i ♥ rainlendar

2007-06-28T20:58:00.000+08:00

it's been a while since I got excited over a piece of software that is a value to my life. The last one was probably jwpce. Which I find still short on my list of must-have softwares in your laptop.

Anyway, forget about that, but let's go to rainlendar. It's been around for a while, but it just caught my eye today when I saw it at KM's notebook. The sleek, transparent calendar, the cute little crossable, progress monitoring to-dos and the nifty alert-recurring enabled events list that will surely make the OC people happily organizing their appointments, meetings and other online and offline whatnots in the comforts of their own desktop.

Not to mention that the calendars alert you for important dates and other events that you have scheduled. And, don't worry about swapping pcs, since you can copy all the data you entered from Rainlendar to your usb drive and take it with you anywhere by just grabbing the information where the software is installed. Beat that!

I took a print screen of it while updating this entry.I love it's uncluttered, minimal, semi-transparent look that matches my bare desktop which almost always just has My Documents, My Computer, Recycle Bin, and My Network Places on it. I have a friend who has his desktop half-covered with icons and damn, I don't like it one bit.

my rainlendar on the right

Anyone who wants to give it a try, just pop over to http://www.rainlendar.net. I bet it will rank as one of the most useful mini-apps for a while.

I am such a geek.

well-rounded siya...

2007-06-26T20:04:00.000+08:00

This was one of the first few times I was assessed not in the spectrum of my own little world.

Frankly, it felt good.

The surprise, the interest, and the curious little cats that gave me a really good once over, took down notes, asked me questions, of the most technical and the most mundane (you drink?). and the questions that ripped and boggled my brain, lighting up in different areas at the same time in pure logical and creative joy.

I missed that. SO much.

Anyway, a thud to reality. I woke up. And I was back in my own cubicle. My d610 laptop, my flip-flapping plant, my books and brochures lined up, the piles of paper everywhere, my 2 mugs for pens and disposable utensils.

It was a pierce of the otherworld. It was fun, but it was nice to be back.

I love my new glasses

2007-06-22T21:46:00.001+08:00

I couldn't wait until the end of the month. So I got new glasses already. Yay.

gark.crap.f*ck.sh#t,d4mn

2007-06-16T14:03:00.000+08:00

On the last day of my PL, we had dinner at Contis. It was a bunch of us, (PWLAN+xGSN), Jas and Renan. It was fun. We gave her a hanging picture frame with our group picture and her with Michael Scofield(sp?) the "dreamy prison break guy", and a Tripoley game.

It was a total food fest. Since it was a double resignation, there were boxes of Yellow Cab Pizza on the West Wing during the break time that afternoon where I had a slice of Shrimp and Garlic Pizza.

It was excruciating to each again so I had a tempting Chicken Marsala with the equally not tempting Russian Salad on the side.

Anyway, all's well end's well as we went to discover High Street. I gawked and gaped at the newly opened Fully Booked 4 floors of fun. Only 2 floors are currently open, but I was hyperventilating and gasping for breath at the books, the smell when i first got in I was in heaven.

Not to mention they will be opening a starbucks store on the top floor soon. *sigh*.

I can practically live there.

Bought a new book too. Norwegian Wood by Haruki Murakami.

hmmm...

2007-06-15T16:47:00.000+08:00

I can't even confirm it, but it sure does sound like me that no one knows.

The Part of You That No One Sees

You are aloof, mysterious, and distant.
People feel like they really don't know the true you...
Yet they're still drawn to you, almost by magnetic force.

Underneath it all, you don't even really feel like you know yourself.
It's easier to put on a front than really think about your life's purpose.
You tend to seem pretentious, but it's just a mechanism you use to push people away.

What's the Part of You That No One Sees?

g33k p0st : PWND U! whose your daddy, biatch?!

2007-06-14T09:35:00.000+08:00

After two days of sweating under the bright lights, going all trauma center, a good number of beeps, a serious number of hangings, and a multitude restart fest, I managed to fix the sound card of Alphonse, my old PC.

WHOSE YOUR DADDY, BIATCH?

It was my second time tinkering Alphonse for hardware kinks, one was the sudden beeping of the ram (loose card), and this one, an actual operation (goes into massive panic attacks and at the same time a giddy, excited feeling) of replacing the sound card.

As boring as it sounds, it was fascinating. It was like brain surgery and you may cause it's death by unplugging the wrong wires and circuit, one wrong move and it's a goner. A vegetable.

Anyway, I bought a cheap-ass PCI sound card for around 550 php. I got home unscrewed the casing and looked inside.

Dust bunnies were running everywhere, the wires were all a jumbled mess, and I have found my soundcard. A really old, circa 1994 creative sound blaster that didn't have the specific driver that was detected by Win2k or XP, I left that in took the new sound card out of its plastic covering and obviously there was a difference.

my old SC (sound card) was (as I found out earlier this morning) an ISA card. It has two large cartridge teeth, while the new one is a PCI, which is the same card type as a usual LAN card.

So, I plugged it in one of the available slots, booted up and saw it detect the new hardware installed the drivers and a restart was needed.

The party starts here. No sound. Changed the settings to use the new SC, it goes into a hang fest. Tried taking the old SC out, still on a hang fest, Now it just starts up and hangs when the audio control starts up in the system tray. A million of reboots later and a bunch of tinkering in BIOS and Safe Mode, to no avail. New drivers? No effect. Here's what gotten my attention.

When in safe mode, remove the old drivers, ALL the old drivers, be it some random codecs, get it out.

then i added my own shit to the mix, uninstall everything and swapped places with another PCI slot and tried again.

this time I installed it on an OS with a non-existing sound device registered.

I clicked yes to reboot and the familiar windows closing theme sounded at last!

I screwed everything back on and tested it once again after the reboot. And there was music, sweet music!

I love my geeky self. HAHAHAHHA. OWND YOU!. PWND! i r0xx0rs. w00t.

Okay, now I stop being a geek.

HK : After a decade in HK island. (day 3) [x]

2007-06-11T20:21:00.000+08:00

we all had a late start, headed over the East TST for flight confirmation, went to Wing On department store to browse,walked over from Mody drive to look for just...well nothing special, but the baby g's caught my eye. I never thought I'd get a new watch here. (but more of that later). My dad, sister and I also bought bread from a nearby bake shop (Pork bun, slice of cake, coconut bread with cream + 2 sugarcane juice).

Anyway. after the confirmation, we took the MTR line to Fotress Hill (near North point) for lunch. Why we went there,I don't really know, so Here was the route (easy enough to remember as it is)

Go down TsimShaTsui MTR -> Get off at Admirality -> Transit over to MTR HK line and drop off wherever you wish.

I absolutely LOVE the train system. It pwns owning a car. They also have the neat octopus card you can use for eating, commuting and even wiping your ass off (right). I was craving for an authentic HK dimsum. but my dreams were thwarted once again and guess where we ended up...

OMGz YOSHINOYA of all places. I had to wryly wonder of all the irony I had for today. So out of curiousity I ordered the usual beef gyudon meal.

they had a beef/chicken combo as well what was different from the menu is the grilled fish, no tempura, they have a student meal *which you can only avail if you have a complete student uniform on or a student ID, and classier furniture than Yoshinoya Manila.

The gyudon was leaner, the candied ginger was free and is not the usual pink color, the chicken bowl had a side of vegetables that include brocolli, cauliflower, string beans and carrots and the gyudon/chicken bowls all come with either A) Miso soup b) Japanese Tea c) softdrink/juice ranging from HK$23-33.

After that we walked at fortress hill to find a watch store on sale and this is where i found a little beauty. It was a pretty, white addidas watch with accent of what is becoming my favorite color (green). it was a sleek and classic design. plus it had a 10% off. from HK$245 -> HK$220 (PHP1300).

they had a stopover at wellcome to buy random stuff.

then we took the tram to causeway bay, looked around for various internet shops to book for disneyland online, asked the MTR causeway bay station if they sell tickets and went to the 12 floor mall called SOGO.

I ended up buying clothes for my DS LITE. Hence, here is my dark blue ds lite sock.
After that an MTR ride home and here we are back at the hotel waiting for our cousin to come over. charging my laptop for use to book tickets online. :D

things I have done and wanted to do

2007-06-08T10:04:00.000+08:00

01. Bought everyone in the pub a drink.
02. Swam with wild dolphins. *
03. Climbed a mountain. *
04. Taken a Ferrari for a test drive. *
05. Been inside the Great Pyramid. *
06. Held a tarantula. *
07. Taken a candlelit bath with someone.
08. Said I love you and meant it. *
09. Hugged a tree. *
10. Done a striptease.
11. Bungee jumped.*
12. Visited Paris. *
13. Watched a lightning storm at sea. *
14. Stayed up all night long, and watch the sun rise.
15. Seen the Northern Lights.*
16. Gone to a huge sports game.
17. Walked the stairs to the top of the Leaning Tower of Pisa. *
18. Grown and eaten your own vegetables.
19. Touched an iceberg.*
20. Slept under the stars. *
21. Changed a babys diaper.
22. Taken a trip in a hot air balloon. *
23. Watched a meteor shower.*
24. Gotten drunk on champagne. (does beer count? because I'm cheap)
25. Given more than you can afford to charity.
26. Looked up at the night sky through a telescope.*
27. Had an uncontrollable giggling fit at the worst possible moment. nothing is more worse than giggling in a funeral
28. Had a food fight. *
29. Bet on a winning horse
30. Taken a sick day when youre not ill.
31. Asked out a stranger. he was a stranger before
32. Had a snowball fight. *
33. Photocopied your bottom on the office photocopier. *
34. Screamed as loudly as you possibly can.
35. Held a lamb. *
36. Enacted a favorite fantasy.
37. Taken a midnight skinny dip. *
38. Taken an ice cold bath.
39. Had a meaningful conversation with a beggar. *
40. Seen a total eclipse. *
41. Ridden a roller coaster.
42. Hit a home run. *
43. Fit three weeks miraculously into three days.
44. Danced like a fool and not cared who was looking.
45. Adopted an accent for an entire day.
46. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors. Fujian, China
47. Actually felt happy about your life
48. Had two hard drives for your computer.
49. Visited all 50 states. *
50. Loved your job for all accounts. the key phrase is loveD
51. Taken care of someone who was shit faced.
52. Had enough money to be truly satisfied. ****
53. Had amazing friends.
54. Danced with a stranger in a foreign country. *
55. Watched wild whales. **
56. Stolen a sign.
57. Backpacked in Europe. ***
58. Taken a road-trip.
59. Rock climbing.*
60. Lied to foreign governments official in that country to avoid notice.
61. Midnight walk on the beach. *
62. Sky diving *
63. Visited Ireland.*
64. Been heartbroken longer then you were actually in love.
65. In a restaurant, sat at a strangers table and had a meal with them.
66. Visited Japan.**
67. Benchpressed your own weight.
68. Milked a cow. *
69. Alphabetized your records
70. Pretended to be a superhero. I wonder if The Little Mermaid counts?
71. Sung karaoke.
72. Lounged around in bed all day.
73. Posed nude in front of strangers.
74. Scuba diving. *
75. Got it on to "Let's Get It On" by Marvin Gaye. I'm not particularly sure about this
76. Kissed in the rain.
77. Played in the mud. *
78. Played in the rain.
79. Gone to a drive-in theater.*
80. Done something you should regret, but don't regret it.
81. Visited the Great Wall of China.*
82. Discovered that someone who's not supposed to have known about your blog has discovered your blog.
83. Dropped Windows in favor of something better. Linux
84. Started a business. I do not consider web design as my business, but I guess it's my business
85. Fallen in love and not had your heart broken.
86. Toured ancient sites. Fort Santiago, For San Pedro, Manila Cathedral, San Agustin
87. Taken a martial arts class. Aikido
88. Swordfought for the honor of a woman.
89. Played D&D for more than 6 hours straight. Diablo, Warcraft, Ragnarok, but not D&D
90. Gotten married.
91. Been in a movie. Just a TV special
92. Crashed a party.
93. Loved someone you shouldn't have.
94. Kissed someone so passionately it made them dizzy.
95. Gotten divorced.
96. Had sex at the office.*
97. Gone without food for 5 days.
98. Made cookies from scratch.
100. Ridden a gondola in Venice.*
101. Gotten a tattoo. just a Henna
102. Found that the texture of some materials can turn you on. satin and leather
103. Rafted the Snake River.*
104. Been on television news programs as an expert.
105. Got flowers for no reason. ** I wish someone would...
106. Masturbated in a public place.
107. Got so drunk you don't remember anything.
108. Been addicted to some form of illegal drug.
109. Performed on stage.
110. Been to Las Vegas. *
111. Recorded music.
112. Eaten shark. I wonder if shark's fin count?
113. Had a one-night stand.
114. Gone to Thailand.*
115. Seen Siouxsie live.
116. Bought a house.****
117. Been in a combat situation.
118. Buried one/both of your parents.
120. Been on a cruise ship.*
121. Spoken more than one language fluently. English, Filipino and Min Nan
122. Gotten into a fight while attempting to defend someone.
123. Bounced a check.
124. Performed in Rocky Horror.
125. Read - and understood - yoreport.
126. Raised children.
127. Recently bought and played with a favorite childhood toy. Nintendo DS Lite should count, IMHO
128. Followed your favorite band/singer on tour.
129. Created and named your own constellation of stars.*
130. Taken an exotic bicycle tour in a foreign country. *
131. Found out something significant that your ancestors did.*
132. Called or written your Congress person.
133. Picked up and moved to another city to just start over.***********
134. More than once? - More than thrice?
135. Walked the Golden Gate Bridge.*
136. Sang loudly in the car, and didn't stop when you knew someone was looking.
137. Had an abortion or your female partner did.
138. Had plastic surgery.
139. Survived an accident that you shouldn't have survived.
140. Wrote articles for a large publication. **
141. Lost over 100 pounds. if I did, I'm dead
142. Held someone while they were having a flashback.
143. Piloted an airplane. *
144. Petted a stingray. *
145. Broken someone's heart.
146. Helped an animal give birth.
147. Been fired or laid off from a job.
148. Won money on a T.V. game show ***
149. Broken a bone.
150. Killed a human being.
151. Gone on an African photo safari.*
152. Ridden a motorcycle.
153. Driven any land vehicle at a speed of greater than 100 mph. **
154. Had a body part of yours below the neck pierced. *
155. Fired a rifle, shotgun, or pistol. *
156. Eaten mushrooms that were gathered in the wild.
157. Ridden a horse.
158. Had major surgery.
159. Had sex on a moving train.*
160. Had a snake as a pet. *
161. Hiked to the bottom of the Grand Canyon.*
162. Slept through an entire flight: takeoff, flight, and landing.
163. Slept for more than 30 hours over the course of 48 hours.
164. Visited more foreign countries than U.S. states.*
165. Visited all 7 continents.******
166. Taken a canoe trip that lasted more than 2 days.*
167. Eaten kangaroo meat.
168. Fallen in love at an ancient Mayan burial ground.*
169. Been a sperm or egg donor.
170. Eaten sushi.
171. Had your picture in the newspaper.
172. Had 2 (or more) healthy romantic relationships for over a year in your lifetime.
173. Changed someone's mind about something you care deeply about.
174. Gotten someone fired for their actions.
175. Gone back to school. **
176. Parasailed. *
177. Changed your name.
178. Petted an ant cockroach.
179. Eaten fried green tomatoes.
180. Read The Iliad.
181. Selected one important author who you missed in school, and read. *
182. Dined in a restaurant and stolen silverware, plates, cups because your apartment needed them.
183. Gotten 86'ed from the restaurant because you did it so many times, they figured out it was you.
184. Taught yourself an art from scratch. web design, the guitar
185. Killed and prepared an animal for eating.
186. Apologized to someone years after inflicting the hurt. maybe I will, I just hope he'll listen
187. Skipped all your school reunions.
188. Communicated with someone without sharing a common spoken language.
189. Been elected to public office.
190. Written your own computer language. COMPILE days at the university
191. Thought to yourself that you're living your dream.
192. Had to put someone you love into hospice care.
193. Built your own PC from parts. **
194. Sold your own artwork to someone who didn't know you. **
195. Had a booth at a street fair.
196. Dyed your hair. I want it purple
197. Been a DJ.
198. Found out someone was going to dump you via LiveJournal.
199. Written your own role playing game.
200. Been arrested.
201. Had sex on the beach during a lightening storm.*
202. Been widowed.

[x] Relapse.

2007-06-01T22:45:00.000+08:00

It's been a while.

Sometimes, the thoughts of you just come back. Darn you.

I came back from a Transactional Analysis Seminar. And the speaker told us, every memory, is inside of us, triggered by a certain stimulus. It was proven by using a mild electric shot through parts of the brain and transport the "victim" back to a place where it was so familiar yet so long ago.

I looked on a old schoolmate's y!m status to see that she had a band formed with a bunch of original tracks. I listened to a particularly popular one. All violins and guitars, a soft voice and *phoom*.

I was back in 2003 again. Top of the Burgundy Tower, looking at the world, the sky was gray, and the rain was falling.

And we were dancing. Around and around, our laughter echoing to the heavens, the sheer giddiness, the feeling of freedom.

The feeling of love.

If I had an emo song for our relationship, this would match perfectly. The lyrics were almost near accurate. The tears began to fall. And I was again in a mix of swimming emotions circling around me, bittersweet melancholy sadness and longing.

Here's a little snippet of the song's chorus. And if you knew what used to be who we were, you would know why this song held a both a pain and a pleasure in my heart.

Kaze's Rain
looking at the cloudy sky
and every darkened street hearing the thunder rolling
it reminds me of that day we danced in the rain
what am i supposed to do, without you by my side
watching the raindrops falling
reminds me painfully how we both used to love the rain

I don't know how to feel really. I know it's over. I guess this is the electric shock of that part of the brain.

Let's hope there are no more stimulants for a long, long time.

Untitled

2007-05-22T13:28:00.001+08:00

I know I should post this on multislackers. But I didn't have the heart to do so. I didn't want to make everybody look bad just because I was really retarded on my job.

I have had issues regarding projects. My first one killed what you call, my *gasp* "confidence".

Face it, these days, project-wise, I do not have that anymore. The confidence, the sparkle in my eyes whenever a compiled project runs, the triumphant feeling of successfully completing a code, and the glory I feel after each work is done. Nothing. Everything I do from start to end seems to feel inadequate. The fear, the worry, the judgment, the immense amount of paranoia. To the point that I don't have the slightest sense of better judgment, the reign of the proclaimed "ST" queen was over.

I have no clue if it is with regards to the people I've worked with. Some are generally bossy. You know, the feeling of being in control is probably highly satisfying on their part. Fresh live meat ready for the taking.

I have been bossed around for quite some time. Day in, day out, side by side, commenting on how I should design things, how I should run things, and in the end, letting them take over how I work. That was a time when I was really in my utmost low. Lower than the floor, lower than hell sort of feelings that maybe, it was all too much.

To the point where I had to fight back, not in a nice sense but in my wrathful, angst-ridden demeanor that have certainly lessen the ordering around, but not my self-esteem. Which I say has already been blown quite completely.

Too late.

Nobody was at my side those times. They either picked on me or made fun of me or sided the others. And I had to do that while I was concerning myself with work and my personal life. I produced a very low-quality module that was eventually taken off the system.

Up till now, I still carry those fearful thoughts. That I will always have a label "The Girl Whose Module Got Kicked Out".

It's been 5 projects now. I had been appointed to a title called "Technical Lead". I may have added responsibilities, do a few more tasks than I'm supposed to, helped a few glitches here and there. But I don't feel successful, nor do I feel any more better than who I was when I started out working here, as "The Girl Whose Module Got Kicked Out."

Everybody who probably knows me in the office would be rolling their eyes when I say this. I'm too emotional. Or I really don't work my ass off. Or I spent most of the time feeling sorry for myself. To name a few. Some share their triumphant working-their-ass-off moments. And they reprimand me that I don't "work-my-ass-off". Because their hard work really paid of. But mine just got tossed in the trash bin with all the other rejects.

How can you even prove yourself wrong when everybody already had etched in their minds how to think of you...When they try and prove you're worthiness, but with them eagerly watching from the sidelines awaiting for your failure for them to take over. Showing you what a reject you are.

What a failure you are...

the sheer cuteness....

2007-05-07T22:25:00.000+08:00

of people throwing their pagers off the balcony at an airport in absolutely giddy fun.

making the day both wasteful and productive

2007-05-05T23:54:00.000+08:00

Ah, another saturday of doing nothing and everything in a short span of approximately 12 hours. like today, I managed to crawl out of bed at my own will without the usual callings of "it's already 7am" or "are you going to take us to school?" without me rolling around mumbling to myself and maybe to them "just 5 more minutes please...5 more minutes"

i managed to infuse again my photoshop knowledge during the day, web layouts, textures, backgrounds, dotted lines, layouting, coloring, tracing, layering, the natural high of artistic creation was amazing. i sorely missed it. but today was one of the first times I was immensely absorbed with photoshop without stopping midway on a layout or on a project.

it's summer. and the heat is just excruciating. i'm sweating just sitting in the living room slaving on the supposed "art".

eating the macapuno ice cream didn't really help either. i just want to dump it on my head.

*sigh* next stop...HTML and CSS yet again. w00t.

the significance of friends

2007-05-03T20:22:00.000+08:00

nobody really knows how much i adore my friendship with people whom i refer as friends. these are the people whom i can trust, with people whom i can talk to, tell my own secrets, my own frustrations. be it online, offline, over dinner, over coffee, over cigarettes.

nobody knew about my dark past, where i was taunted with horrible names and laughed at my quirkiness. it wasn't easy for me. to stay in school was dreadful. where i count the days until it's the summer or go to sleep in tears wishing i don't have to go there to be judged harshly by self-proclaimed 'it' groups and other cliques that i had to go through my life.

now, i may have that behind me, but it doesn't mean i have forgotten. everytime i feel the hurt from people whom i call "friends" because they value me less, i feel the pain of elementary and high school all over again.

frankly, i feel that i am having the same nightmare all over again...

and...it's so funny...when the people whom you thought you can trust....not.

grubby little hands touching my ds...!@&^#(*$@!

2007-05-01T15:08:00.000+08:00

naturally. my spoiled little sister (who is 10 going 2) forgotten all about her gameboy advance when she saw me come home with Amida.

At first, she wouldn't touch it or borrow it, now she is using her grubby, dirty hands on my poor Amida, since last night, first all she was playing was Mario Kart, now she's invading my directory and I saw her playing cooking mama.

I absolutely hate, I do mean HATE people poking around my stuff.

Hay....the misfortunes of getting new technology.

Oh, and if she touches my Pokemons...she is so dead.

just a little thing about travelling...

2007-04-29T21:34:00.000+08:00

I love to travel. I want to see the world. Literally.
So many places to see, so little time, so little money.

Starting here in the Philippines I wanted to go to so many places.
Bohol. Palawan, Cebu, Ilocos, The Rice Terraces, Davao, Bicol.

And so many more places abroad. The whole bit.

I hope I get to see them all...

of mice, guitar freaks and something...

2007-04-29T18:03:00.000+08:00

one of the mice i bought didn't work. gotta get to park square during the work day to have it tested.

i spent most of my time at the arcade. i missed it. the afternoon was spent wasting money playing Dance Maniax, Guitar Freaks, and Time Crisis. Nyahehe...

I miss those times.

Is this what I am waiting for...

2007-04-27T09:48:00.000+08:00

In the light of this post, I have found out that I have taken this take 2 months ago and I got the same results....

You are the World

Completion, Good Reward.

The World is the final card of the Major Arcana, and as such represents saturnian energies, time, and completion.

The World card pictures a dancer in a Yoni (sometimes made of laurel leaves). The Yoni symbolizes the great Mother, the cervix through which everything is born, and also the doorway to the next life after death. It is indicative of a complete circle. Everything is finally coming together, successfully and at last. You will get that Ph.D. you've been working for years to complete, graduate at long last, marry after a long engagement, or finish that huge project. This card is not for little ends, but for big ones, important ones, ones that come with well earned cheers and acknowledgements. Your hard work, knowledge, wisdom, patience, etc, will absolutely pay-off; you've done everything right.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

my sister....the tard

2007-04-23T21:55:00.000+08:00

i love my sister and all, but she seems to be really slow with regards to caring for laptops...
she was carrying my precious schroeder towards the house, when she was setting it down I hear a big "blag". and I went "WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"

if I really remembered, it slid front first towards the table if it was the back part, i'm lucky it hit only the battery pack, but if its front first.... >_____< aw man.

when i told her to be careful she totally missed the point and whined to me "well it was in the casing...."

ITS SO NOT THE POINT..... x(

Savage Chicken plug...

2007-04-21T22:45:00.000+08:00

because there's a little something of this in me everyday...
http://www.savagechickens.com/blog/

gomen ne

2007-04-20T14:28:00.000+08:00

but this is the cutest cat icon ive ever seen ♥

HK: a side trip to Shen Zhen. (Day 2)

2007-04-18T20:23:00.000+08:00

di-op ng yaya, kasama

Note: entries were written on the actual day of travel, I was just late in posting harhar...

HK: side trip to Tsim Tsun Shen Zhen.

Today, I abused my chucks and got all sweaty on my red mango sweater from a whole day trip to Shenzen (Tsim Tsun in Fookien).

But first, a breakfast treat in Cafe de Coral, 1-2 blocks away from our hotel was a little restaurant that serves international and local breakfast food.

from last night's...explosion...(i'll leave it at that). I settled for this sweet little combo : pork and century egg congee, a dimsum sampler of barbeque pork bun, xiumai, and a mushroom dumpling, + coffee(but it could be lemon tea, soda, juice, et.al) all for $18.50 (115 pesos). Food so much is considered cheap in my standards. considering the fact you're in the overseas and
a meal could at least be 200++ (like on our first day).

I'm more of a beef/meatball congee fan, but i seem to be getting old since i happened to like the pork/century egg combo. and the dimsum sampler is a perfect combination to add a kick of flavor to the congee. the xiumai was flavorful and meaty. and i ate bites in between spoonfuls of congee. the barbeque pork bun was AMAZING. I'm not a fan of barbeque pork buns because of my fear to have all those fat in it. But this totally changed my outlook. Not only was the bun soft, but the meat inside was tender and lean. you don't need those bun sauce like you drench on in Manila, this is the absolute real thing. The dumpling is also firm and tasty.

after that , a long walk from the MTR East Tsim Sha Tsui transit over to the KCR line on to Lou Hu in Shenzen. it was a fast 45 minute ride with a lot of mountain scenery, picturesque, jigsaw-puzzle worthy views and an uber modern train that has a TV telling the news and a digital sign indicating the next stop.

We got to Shenzen, filled up the usual arrival cards, went to immigration, had our passports stamped cross the neutral territory line (the gap between HK and Shenzen and arrived in China.

You know (or I know for that matter), that you are in china, there is this certain, "Chinese" smell in the air. The English words melts away slowly to form big gaudy Chinese signs emblazoned everywhere with 8 digit numbers. Plus when I went to the bathroom, Hello to the ground below. No more western toilets. everything is down there or you're outta here.

after the train ride was another train ride at the shenzen transit. traversing once again through all stations towards window of the world or shr tsie chr tsuan　世界之窓 (sekai shi mado ? LOL).

now, why is this called 'Window of the world'? well it's a park that houses little miniature wonders of the world. let's say, if you want to see all the famous places in the world but you're too cheap ass or ur just really poor that you can't go to places like these. go to shenzen and you could travel around the world in a day. or 3 hours.

At windows of the world, I could safely say that the most famous attraction is the Eiffel tower. which isn't miniature at all. it was a towering structure that everybody was hankering to take a picture of it with all its height while maintaining a familiarity to their
minuscule selves on the photo.

also, I would suggest since it's such a touristy but fun thing to do is to dress up and pose in some areas of the park. some ladies are renting international costumes ranging from china - thailand fo Y10 yuan (around 65 pesos) for the costumes.

My sister ended up Chinese, My other sister Japanese, and I went for Thai.

I bought a pretty cool personalized rubber(wooden) stamp together with a red clay stamp "pad" with it the stamp was Y20.

Why Thai? I mean, I always wanted to go japanese, but the thai costume was so pretty. the headdress was adorned with the fake pearls gold sequins was rounded on a used nike cap. the intricate design on the blouse and skirt was splashed on a deep red surface.

The family friend we went with ended up being a chinese emperor and a warrior, we ended up posing with all our family and friends.

After that, we went 3 stations befor Lou Ho which was THE shopping central. Throngs of people was walking around. the street stalls, and buildings and malls. Here also housed the first mcdonalds made in china which i went to eat a double cheeseburger and fries.

We walked around I bought socks for Y2.50(yuan) PHP16.50 i bought 8 pairs of socks. Mama bought a bag, my sister some t-shirt dresses, i bought gifts for ate weng but nothing much yet for me.

after that , we all trekked (walked really) to the Lou Ho restaurant in Tsim Tsun. There we met our family friend's in laws maybe? and treated us to a wonderful dinner of lobster with creamy noodles, vegetables, squid in spicy sauce, garlic clams with vermicelli noodles and other food that i cannot mention due to exoticness factor and authenticity

then a taxi ride back to the station where we got our passports stamped and we're back in HK for a bustling KCR train ride back to Tsim Sha Tsui. We all got there and just plopped to the bed exhausted and tired.

And onto day 3 of my HK waste of time excursion.

66% biatch

2007-04-16T14:11:00.001+08:00

You Are 66% Bitchy

While you may not think of yourself as the ice queen, admit it, you're often in a bad mood.
And it's those around you who often bear the brunt of your annoyance, even if they haven't done anything wrong!

How Bitchy Are You?

and here comes part 3

2007-04-14T12:40:00.001+08:00

My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.

Celebrity match part 2

2007-04-14T00:04:00.000+08:00

My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.

I DONT SEE THE RESEMBLANCE....

2007-04-13T23:56:00.001+08:00

My cool celebrity look-alike collage from MyHeritage.com. Get one for yourself.

sus...

Getting the hype...

2007-04-12T10:04:00.000+08:00

I suddenly have this hype to do something. And I seem to be doing it right now.

Now let's see if it will open up to a new beginning...

(HK posts on a later date)

Hong Kong....Day 1...hopefully till Day 5

2007-04-09T17:52:00.000+08:00

Here is my HK update. Mostly words, not so much pics. since I have to sift through almost 600 pictures ....and our own camera's cord I cannot find.

HK: the first half

The day started as bad as it was the night before.

After the 7:45ish-8ish release. we celebrated by eating leisurely with our chowking takeout after the bomb has been planted and i went home at 10.

I finished the preparation at 1:30am. all because i have misplaced my luggage's other lock. that took me a whole half hour dumping everything out again at the bed, and rearranging everything back in only to find it hiding on my sneakers. talk about crappy.

i woke up at 5am woozy and obviously still needing sleep. my good dream of playing this cool RPG was cut short. and we headed off to NAIA1 at 5:30.

The line was NOT helping either. so they opened up for the smaller luggages,

Apparently the machine cannot withstand such weights, and I was waiting for my family while our luggage piled up on the other side.

The rude examiner told me : "inyo yan?" (those yours?)
me: "yeah"
examiner: "kunin mo na, walang kukuha niyan." (get it, nobody's gonna get it for you)

i don't know if it was the lethargic, but god, i told him.

me: "well you dont have to be rude.."

that shut him up. i kept glaring at him, whom was just glaring at the screen.

i barked to my sister to get her luggage, i totally forgot to add "baka hiritan pa tayo niyan" to the point the guard asked if there was any problem.

I just kept glaring at the goddamned security personnel.

The flight delayed at around 8:30 which it means it took off at 9:30 or so, and we got to HK at 11.

The old airport was used to be in Kowloon if I'm not mistaken. now the HK international airport is in Lantau.

I knew when I walked out the plane and saw the chinese words with english words under them, I knew I'm not in Manila anymore, let alone the Philippines.

As I was in immigration I was in awe. I was in an airport? but there was practically everything there. a mall, a bunch of restaurants, and even a place where you can have a shower.

HK is pretty..."hilly" we passed by a couple of peaks riding the A21 bus towards Tsim Tsa
Tsui from the airport, since the only one who requested for transfers was for 2 + 1 child. So
that shuns me and my sister to riding the public transportation with a family friend. Which
opted me to ride on a sweet double decker overlooking a magnificent view of Hong Kong.

Almost everyone is trendily dressed in coat and boots. and a LOT of boots i say. in different shapes, textures and colors. those long tshirt dresses and skinny pants and also a lot of converse chucks. both genuine and imitations.

I can safely agree to Renan's insight with regards to seeing a BUNCH of pretty chinese women all over HK. pretty, stylish chinese women. and I was still at the airport.

Anyway the bus stopped at Kimberley Road in front of the Miramar Shopping plaza. Then the Hotel Miramar.

Everybody was famished, except me who ate some siopao tita rosie gave me from the plane ride, anyway we ended up eating at this restaurant that served noodles, congee and the typical chinese food like barbeque pork (asado am i correct?) and soy chicken.

I missed their stir fry noodles very much and I ordred it straight away upon seeing the (thank god) chinese menu with english subtitles.
My sister ordred the chicken feet and dumpling noodle soup. While mom, dad and my other sister ordered barbeque pork, soy chicken, and fried vegetables consisting of eggplant brocolli and stuffed green peppers.
Let me tell you something about HK's stirred noodles. The noodle it self is so flavorful that eating them alone is a pain.

Luckily, as i expected, when the server (whom was too cute for words by the way) gave me my order, it came with its proper neutralizer. the soup.

The clear broth soup really compliments the flavor of the noodles (which came with a side of greens and oyster sauce for more flavor). if you feel like you're getting sick from the noodles. you can slurp a few times on the soup and you'll be a-ok to eating again. :D

pricewise, it's a bit steep. my noodle was a whopping HK$38.00 which is roughly around PHP237.5 i don't really know, but taste-wise. it's really good. the charsiew pork was meaty and flavorful, very juicy and tender with just the right amount of fat. Also the iced red bean with herbal jelly drink was a treat.

One thing that I would like to try is the authentic HK yam-chaa. which i haven't had the opportunity yet.

anyway after that was a side trip to de dolce. a gelato store near the resto. the price was HK$28.00 for 2 flavors or one either on a cup/cone, HK$37.00 for the premium flavors...
I had the raspberry/mango combination. Thank god the woman speaks english, so did the cute server guy at the resto. He had that nice hair...all layered and pop star looking.

Back to the ice cream... :P

the mango was perfect. In a sense, it captured all essence of a perfect mango yoghurt. sweet, and the slightest hint of sourness to it. the raspberry was the usual.

what was intriguing is the fruit flavored yoghurt really had fruit pieces...amazing. not the artificially flavored yogurts like the ones in manila.

afternoon was a power nap. a quick powernap and dinner was at the lavish buffet spread at the Hotel Miramar. They were having a crab special. crab everything. steamed, appetizer, tossed with garlic, all types of crab in soups appetizers and the main course. the feast was amazing, there was a grill where you can ask to cook prawns and fresh scallops drenched in what i have a feeling is wine.

dessert was amazing as well.

after that we went to Miramar shopping center where my sister and i bought new flipflops that was on sale. 1 pair was HK$59.00, when you buy anything from the store, you get another pair for HK$29.00 so all in all its like HK$88.00 for 2 pairs. or PHP275.00 for each pair.

cheaper than havianas. Just as cute,

after that i had to zoom back to the Hotel for some...unexplainable emergency....

Tomorrow will be off to shenzen. or wherever...
o_o

Saying goodbye to HK

2007-04-05T19:48:00.000+08:00

Im here in my last few hours in HK... enjoying the cold weather and the free internet at the airport. i'm totally broke and totally unsatisfied with regards to places I've been but I'm pretty
alright with it...since i wasn't the one who paid for my plane ticket anyway....

Ja, in a few hours I'll be back in ugly, smoggy, hot Philippines...

SWQC and the Bohol trip cut short

2007-03-28T17:04:00.000+08:00

Presenting Team Manila for SWQC minus Sally

Being in cebu again was fun. Staying in hotels, eating out, I was looking forward especially for my Bohol trip, but it was cancelled. So Marc, Ben and I just went to some new places like Tops, had dinner at D' Creamery along Escario and a dessert at Milk Cebu at Osmeña.

Last day was spent buying souveneirs at Ayala, had a 2 pizza lunch at Da Vinci and a 7:30 flight back home.

Of course, a major highlight in this trip was the lovely Boneless Crispy Pata at Dessert Factory....NYARM!

I can't wait to go back...hopefully for a longer period... :)

Oh, the presentation went fine....I guess.... :|

more than i could ever juggle and i can't even juggle to begin with

2007-03-13T21:37:00.000+08:00

for once, i had more than my share of my work. not only i was juggling my module, where coding should start tomorrow and from the 280 lines, i've finished a whopping 18...whoopeee, i was also handling something pretty big (for me), IT procedures.

i wasn't doing them. i was "supervising" the new members (who are from cebu, smart, and have worked on IT procedures before thank God) over the procedures. they seemed to be doing fine from the last time i checked. and i made sure i wasn't all hitler, slave driver shit.

these are the times i feel really old, too old, growing up too fast.

plus, being an ... "extrovert" (hyper-happy-on-crack) person, i was picked to present one of our projects in the annual SWQC contest.

which means i'll be flying to Cebu thursday night next week with the little boy, toffer and jogu plus people from FOMA

i'm scared shitless...but it's okay...i'll be practicing my presentation to my groupmates friday. and to our manager sometime soon...too bad our japanese manager won't be there to see how i present it, might give me a few pointers...

Because I'm a skin whore addict

2007-03-11T22:03:00.000+08:00

amida is officially skinned with FMA, designed by yours truly.

of course, all images are copyrighted to FMA ...

the work never ends

2007-03-08T22:57:00.000+08:00

i was hurrying to go home today only to find myself abruptly stopped from online gaming for internet usage, since i cannot get the stupid router to fix up. i have renew/release ips for the past xx days i got the router. the router that doesn't even work.

sh1t.

g33k p0st

2007-03-06T10:25:00.000+08:00

Your programmer personality type is:

DHSC

You're a Doer.

You are very quick at getting tasks done. You believe the outcome is the most important part of a task and the faster you can reach that outcome the better. After all, time is money.

You like coding at a High level.

The world is made up of objects and components, you should create your programs in the same way.

You work best in a Solo situation.

The best way to program is by yourself. There's no communication problems, you know every part of the code allowing you to write the best programs possible.

You are a Conservative programmer.

The less code you write, the less chance there is of it containing a bug. You write short and to the point code that gets the job done efficiently.

take the programmer's personality test here.

Miss, pakitabi po yung kotse niyo

2007-03-03T13:49:00.000+08:00

and here is my first violation ticket after driving for four years without it....

//insert picture here later

i totally missed a red stoplight. the yellow guys pulled me over and gave me their usual lecture plus the whole "akin na lisensya mo" (give me your license).

i do not have backup that time. nor am i friends with the mmda head. so, i reluctantly gave him my license. which he issued me a ticket to get it for 5 working days.

oh well. it was a great day. *sarcasm*

i went home, got to play ro the whole night, ate yummy grilled food from manang at the sidewalk. and started to feel a bit more cheered up.

g33k p0st

2007-02-27T17:37:00.001+08:00

(03:40:43 PM) edmond: http://www.linksys.com/servlet/Satellite?c=L_Download_C2&childpagename=US%2FLayout&cid=1115417109974&packedargs=sku%3D1149562300349&pagename=Linksys%2FCommon%2FVisitorWrapper
(03:40:57 PM) edmond: check first kung version 5 ang ke ben ah
(04:13:02 PM) donna: how will i know
(04:13:30 PM) edmond: nasa box ata
(04:16:27 PM) edmond: http://forums.r4ds.net/showthread.php?t=34

my first straight cut jeans since high school....

2007-02-27T13:57:00.000+08:00

i remember buying my first elephant pants 2000, after that my taste matured and i switched to bellbottoms. I have a lot of bellbottoms, light jeans, dark jeans, slacks, i still have a few elephant pants (now called square), and i vowed never to wear straight cut/bootleg/all those other variations again.

and hell get me away from skinny jeans. >_<. i wouldn't touch those unless you paid me.

so, on a usual sunday, i was looking around at powerplant, came across a jeans sale, 50% slashed down from it's original price.

i saw a pair of nice looking jeans. bootleg methinks. it has creases and fade outs on the inner thigh area. it looks nice and it's 50% cheaper than your usual pair.

i tried it on...it looks okay...so i bought it... nuff said.

that's what i get for assuming too much, i'm not eating my own words :))

greenhills, tiendesitas

2007-02-25T21:54:00.000+08:00

saturday, the little boy and i decided to go to greenhills to get the R4 card for amida. we met at v.mapa. hitched on a bus, and got down near tempura/razons of guagua to virramall.

my things have changed. i always remembered virramall is this old, dready, and in-shambles mall, now it can rival greenbelt. the crowd is still pretty much the same, i can't really play at ease while my bag is just in between me and the machine while the crowd watched. and i feel wary. but nevertheless it has a lot of things that i want.... like the r4 for example at the cheap price :)
First stop, the infamous celtex for my ds lite needs, damn being there was like a kid in a candy store. it was nice to drool at technology. even if they're too expensive to buy. you just keep wanting themhere's me asking what other accessories to they have... i look pretty thin here. which is a downright lie since i'm been getting fatter...

i got the r4 for 2k, and that left us the rest of the morning for lunch and the rest of the afternoon to do whatever we want...
Lunch was at a new restaurant...Tender Bob's which was great, I was craving for steak...
first off, mushroom soup. this soup rival's kulinarya's exotic mushroom, a rich hearty soup of blended mushrooms, tasty.
next was chicken fingers, we both commented on american food being a bit bland and everything was on the dipping sauce...

this is the little boy's lunch. i have sampled it, the presentation is good, but the burger was kind of bland for my taste. so far, nobody tops burgoo's burger steak :D their serving of rice is a lot. which can get you really full afterwards.
this is my lunch, rib eye steak with mashed potato on the side :)

after that we went to the new virramall for a while, looked at the gadgets fawned over the ragnarok model set, looked at laptops, went to the bookstore... wanted to hitch the 2pm shuttle to tiendesitas but wasn't lucky enough to catch the trip, so we walked around some more before catching the 3pm shuttle. :)

me looking at books...
when we got to tiendesitas we headed straight for the animal section...i wanted to look at the pets, and to my delight, they have cats

i love dogs, don't get me wrong, but there is something about cats that tug me :P it could be their sleek, powerful, and almost bitchy nature, but their ability to be so sweet, alluring and gentle won me.

remember this picture...i couldn't get over it...
this was a cross breed of a champion ragdoll/ragmuffin. It's called a ragdoll because they tend to go limp when you hold it like this little feller. this guy has blue eyes and markings on its feet,ears and the nose. 3 months old and is probably the most adorable and sweetest cat ive known, when i walked in the store and raised its paws high up from inside the cage and in my leg as if saying hey, come play with me.
i was looking at him and he glanced back in those adorable eyes. and i couldn't say no, i wanted to rob a bank right then and there just to take it home, cuddle it and just take care of it...but i was the only cat lover in the family, and i don't like it getting harrassed the same way as i am currently in this house. it was 10k, cage and everything. a purebred too....

but when i go back to the thought of it being unloved here...i think i made the right decision...don't want him going through the same shitholes as i am right now...

it was just 5 minutes, but i love him all the same...

after that we had a water break and went back to greenhills to have a snack (tacoes for me, siomai for him) and headed home...
water person model

is it possible...?

2007-02-24T21:29:00.000+08:00

i guess it's possible to fall in love at first sight, you had me at hello...how can i resist your blue eyes...when they looked at me...in trust. you let me hold you and you didn't go away...

i wish i can take you home...you beautiful thing...

too bad, i can only be with you in that moment until the moment is gone...

it was only 5 minutes, but i love it already...i love it too much...that i am here in tears for not having him....

life is unfair ...

Cupcakes by sonja

2007-02-23T20:49:00.000+08:00

tasty, sinful, expensive cupcake goodness

since i was being an ass and i accidentally pressed the back button (believe me confirmation ok/cancel never works on a laptop where your palms are pressed near the trackpad and you can mistakenly pressed the enter key when all you wanted was a new line, you get a whole new black entry. w00t

anyway, back to my story, i went yesterday to sonja's to bring cupcakes home to my family since i had a good review of their lemon drop cupcake from my adventure here. the little boy and i had a short snack there. Belgian Cocoa Cupcake in Cream Cheese frosting for me and a vanilla cupcake smothered in chocolate frosting.

since most of the pics are with ben, here are mine when i got home.

sonja's cupcakes come in ingenius boxes with cut out holes to snugly place the cupcakes safely for a car trip to avoid toppling them and getting the frosting everywhere.
Cupcakes anybody?
Top left: berry almond cupcake with strawberries topped generously in whipped cream
Top middle: strawberry cheesecake cupcake (a sinful treat)
Top right: chocolate cupcake in chocolate frosting (overload)
Bottom left: chocolate cupcake in mocha frosting
Bottom middle:carrot cupcake in cream cheese frosting
Bottom right: vanilla cupcake in lemon frosting (won me over)

mocha cupcake up close
chocolate cupcake upclose
i am not a cheese cake fan, but i do am a strawberry fan. and this little cupcake that is cream cheese filled with a gooey graham crust was a winner.this plain little one is one of my favorites....the cupcake was so soft that it melts in your mouth and the tangy lemon frosting was a perfect mix to it. you can't help but get frosting on your nose while you eat it...

well, part 2 soon...

forgotten chinese christmas

2007-02-20T20:58:00.000+08:00

here we go again with the forgotten posts... saturday was spent getting fat (again) at circles, makati shangrila. i could never get enough of their buffet. and yes, i cannot eat everything in a go, but i have already have a tradition to go through the following order : soup first, together with japanese sushi, chinese dimsum next, and the main course with i usually go for the prime rib and prawns. then a sampling of dessert. somtimes i go get a pizza or a pasta but it gets you so full easily. plus, you have to stick to the expensive food (like the beef and the prawns and the other stuff that i don't really eat).

circles: chinese food area

our table at cirlces

anyway here are some of the mouth-watering pics from the foodtrip...(thank god for the 512MB CF card, i have no regrets whatsoever buying that, even if i got countless of suspicious from parental units.)

round 0: fight! *ding* (wonton soup)
round 1: fight! *ding* (sushi plate)

maki up close, colorful.

cold soba noodles, a regular treat
dimsum plate: cropped
(and the fact that the dimsum was brutally murdered by the people)
dimsum plate 2: not cropped
my messy buffet plate. i couldn't fix it right since i had a line behind me all hungry,
waiting for food and might be ready to kill

anyway, it was fun. it was nice to have an excuse to make yourself look good, since i don't like fussing up at all. usually i look pretty drab. So, i like moments where i can look good and get away with it without anybody suspiciously asking if i have a date or anything. :P

yes, i know i'm vain...so what? :P

saving myself from unprofessionalism (for now)

2007-02-20T08:52:00.000+08:00

yep, this is what i have been poring over the PSP lately. (actually for a whole day yesterday). its a mixing simulation where you are the dj and you spin the notes and make the music sound better or crappy depending on how you press the keys. You can go from drab to fab and unlock songs and gears...

so far I have completed around 15 sounds with Ray Illuminati, Oblivion, and Oblivion Rockin' night style certain favorites...

meanwhile, i'm off to my break

Tarot Meme

2007-02-18T20:06:00.000+08:00

You are the World

Completion, Good Reward.

The World is the final card of the Major Arcana, and as such represents saturnian energies, time, and completion.

What Tarot Card are You?
Take the Test to Find Out.

feeling smart

2007-02-18T10:45:00.000+08:00

(picture taken by the little boy)

みんなーさん、わたし、ドナ・マリー・リー、四級の試験を取った、そして、パッスをして！！！！私の結果が三百四十、パーセントが八十五分。。。良かった！！

Lost in translation: everyone, i, donna marie lee, took the level 4 exam and passed!, my results is a 340, with a persent of 85! Great!

long ago vday update - part 2

2007-02-18T09:10:00.000+08:00

so, after the lunch and cupcake (which i ate along the way to the medical clinic). I walked to salcedo, timed in 2:55 went in got my stub, got my urine cup, got out 3:05 and started to walk to greenbelt.

i felt like a tourist, armed with a camera and my funkier clothing. (leather choker with spikes, a black ace card tank top over a white collared shirt, a red and black checkered tie, bellbottom jeans and my converse chucks).

v.a. rufino to greenbelt ho! via the walkway (i think)
v.a. rufino street

paseo de roxas to greenbelt ho! walkway

so, after the walk, I got down here and walked to familiar flower shop to buy a gift for a special little boy.

i walked in and i was greeted with red roses everywher ein boquets, in tubs filled with water, mums all around and exotic flowers and what nots.

so after picking a long stem pink rose that is still tightly budded, i took a few pictures...these two coming out the best.

i have a rose,
more beautiful than any other rose

pink mums

i got to greenbelt, walked around looking for a present, warked to park square 2 and back to greenbelt's fish and co. to reserve seats, and back to music 1, where i bought this album by the stereophonics. and it's currently on repeat on my car. they're awesome.
the little boy and i met and i gave him my presents (the rose and the SE earphones). We went to fish & co. to start our dinner.

shrimp and vermicelli rolls
juicy shrimp wrapped in vermicelli deep fried
served with sweet and spicy dipping sauce

as always, i ordered the best fish and chips in town. (now with rice), he ordered the one with chips.

the best fish and chips in town

the best fish and rice in town (hehe)

the best strawberry lemonade *slurp*
have an endearmint? :)

here's a couple of pictures of us. just so you know that it's not an imaginary friend i'm with. hehe

me and the little boy.

well, that's the sort of the end of the vday update. i also got flowers during the morning. which i posted here.

it was a different valentines for me, but it was great one...

long ago vday update - part 1

2007-02-18T00:27:00.000+08:00

a friend invited me over for lunch since he was leaving. i also have a date for a urine sample at the associated medical services, and dinner with the little boy. with all those planned i took a half day off work. and here are the camwhore moments

jr picked me up in his red altis around 12:20, and we had lunch at this japanese place called たたみ (tatami) inside the Serendra piazza (plaza, whatever). He picked angus beef yakiniku, crazy maki, hamachi sashimi and kani salad for sharing, and i ordered a scallops donburi for me. miso soup for the both of us.

/** tatami's japanese inspired interior */

/** my plate, chopsticks and soysauce holder */

/** my scallops donburi */

/** grains of rice from my donburi */

/** me and jr, one of my friends from college. who is
going to the US (again) the lucky bastard */

next stop from tatami is Cupcakes by sonja. Expensive little cupcakes in the expensive little store.

/** entrance at sonja's....a world that looks like
an invasion of the stepford wives. */

/** sonja's pink and white, almost creepy,
stepford wives interior */

since it was vday, the line was long...it circled around the store already and out the door, this was jr's vday treat for me (besides lunch), he was also giving his office girlmates cupcakes.

i was lucky enough to be there to pick the cupcake i liked...i settled for this...

/** last lemon drop that i saw disappear in front of my eyes
i'm glad i got a new one from a new batch :) */

anyway, after the long line, we got out of the store 2:30ish, i hitched a ride with him till dela rosa, and we went separate ways, patting each other at the back goodbye...
Part 2 soon...i'm going to bed...

valentines [pictures]

2007-02-14T22:22:00.000+08:00

i got myself a box of flowers...

here's a rose from the bunch

roses bound in plastic...

roses by the table

update tomorrow.

my birthmonth says im controlling u_U

2007-02-14T08:46:00.000+08:00

Your Birthdate: July 28

You have a Type A personality so big it makes other Type A's shrink away in shame.
You never shy away from adversity - and you love to tackle impossible problems.
Failure is not an option for you, and more than a few people are put off by your ego.
You tend to be controlling, and you hate leaving anything up to chance.

Your strength: Your bold approach to life

Your weakness: You don't accept help

Your power color: Bronze

Your power symbol: Pyramid

Your power month: October

What Does Your Birth Date Mean?

so the ick ness feeling begins

2007-02-13T08:37:00.000+08:00

its the 13th im basically sure that there won't be anything to remind me of d-day besides the fact its tomorrow

well ria got flowers from her bf here they're beautiful. Old rose in color and they're just a bunch of roses. no baby's breath, no arrangement that looks like a beauty pageant contest, or a debutante. just simple. just right. i like them.

they even have the yellow ones ♥. and i don't know if there are purple roses. but damn i'd like to see one if there's any. and the yellow purple variant is pretty. :D

plus i have seen the various gifts from guy friends that i have that they will be giving to specific girlfriends. the lucky tards. :)

anyway, i will stop my whining here.

DSL is ♥

2007-02-12T22:13:00.000+08:00

yes. my friends. i am officially out of the dial up scene. i have tested everything. 1 mp3 = 1 minute, 1 movie = 3hours, video streaming == great, phone conversation over y!m == streaming good :D

all the good and expensive things are coming in at once :O zomgs :D

i'll pick you up at 12

2007-02-12T07:36:00.000+08:00

i sort of decided that i didn't want plans for vday. in fact, i wish i could do it like last year and existentialize it. you know, go on leave, fight evil spirits, loll around the house, wear tons of black, sport the emo goth chick look, and all other things to support my rebel cause against this crass commercialism they call holiday :)

don't get me wrong, i don't mind people going baduy over valentines. pro-choice baby. its okay if they want to look like a chocolate box trimmed with lace, clad in pink, red, and white and ribboned like there's no tomorrow. their call.

but since i will be missing crucial nihongo lessons, lost time for fd creations, coding and all the what-nots of work. I guess I have to wear those eye-guards like the horses have in the kalesas here.

there's just something about the flowers that make me puke. no offense, i ♥ flowers, i don't mind getting them, i just don't like getting them out of pity. or if i see someone gave somebody else flowers than gives them to me also after a short timeframe. no, thanks. i'd rather get a video card and eat it.

a friend called up last friday night just to say he was leaving for the US again this weekend. and another 6 months in SLC,Utah.

me and jr at teriyaki boy

this was a picture taken with his new phone, a motorola v3(something). i'm not so particular with the models anymore. my 6020 will last me another 2 years hopefully.

so i told him, let's just meet up for coffee (or something), since i was buried with the project,a nd he said yes, definitely. and so, yesterday i was just asking if he had plans for valentines. (regarding ... ), i thought he was going to send flowers across continents and all the mushy stuff. i told him, valentines is a bit overrated don't you think? and he just simply told me that it was a chance to share the love around the world or something as cheesy as that T-T. yuck. >_< ^^;; (isn't it obvious im not a big fan?)...

so last night he asked me if i had any plans for vday. i told him, i don't. since 'we' will be going out some other time, so he wanted to meet up on wednesday (dinner, movie and coffee supposedly), or a lunch.

i opted for lunch. since the former is just ... too much :P and it looks so ... wrong. and it might spark up some weird tension on certain people. he already had a place in mind, at serendra's tatami.

so that's the last message he gave me after i fell asleep. hehe. ^^;;

this weeks haul

2007-02-11T20:47:00.000+08:00

im so going broke. after the laptop payments. i will so going to live like a mole...

i guess people now know what amida is ^^;;

getting ready for my upcoming trip :D so far Mong Kok seems the place to go for techie stuff. Ocean Park is always a nice option. But I guess I want to soak up the history and culture more than the shopping sprees. Museums and photo opportunities. Go to parks. eat at a tea house, a night at a bar. go to the temples :D go to that suicide island, explore every little bit of HK that i can.

but since i will be with ehem my parents, that would be a stupid dream. my mom cares about shopping sprees and stuff, so is my sister. my dad is impatient with shopping to begin with. so I guess I will be like every mainstream tourist. visit all the famous spots....ah well...

i dont even have a decent camera :( sheesh.

preparation for arrival

2007-02-11T10:44:00.000+08:00

of all luck of lucks...the shopping trip yesterday paid off. i was waiting for my mom to get to SSHS, then I get this phone call from an anonymous number.

--start of transmission--

Me: Hello
Dude: Hello?
Me: Hello?
Dude: Should we buy it?
Me: Edmond?!! They have it?!
Edmond: Yep, they have it. so are we buying it?
Me: In black?!?
Edmond: Yep.
Me: How much is it? 6.7?
Edmond: 6.8.
Me: YES! Thanks so much! :D (well it seems so appropriate to place the smilies because that how i look when i got the news)
Edmond: okay :)

--end of transmission--

Edmond called me from japan and told me the details, so in a month (or two weeks) whatever happens, i'll be getting my baby :D :D

so I have been thinking a name for it. since it's black. I was thinking maybe something dark and powerful. It's a boy like wilson. so I wanted something like god of the underworld. or god of darkness haha

since its a japanese baby... harhar, i saw a list of japanese gods and goddesses ended up picking Amida - God of Death. from Tsuki Yumi (God of Moon) or Amatsu Mikaboshi -(God of Evil)

well laters :D

on grapevines

2007-02-09T22:34:00.000+08:00

Any kind of people thrive, thirst and have this insatiable desire for gossip. Take for instance. A fight shared between two people suddenly you get feedback from a person a thousand miles away. Tangina, the grapevine travels mighty fast. Greedily it was relished by a handful or so people who was conveniently riding the same transportation. Passed the information to a bunch of other people and there you go. 100% pure, juisy tsismis running amok.

right...and people think otherwise can go SCREW THEIRSELVES

too early on a wednesday.

2007-02-07T07:47:00.000+08:00

actually, it's just right. my sister and i got out of the house 6:18 and I timed in at 6:58... 2 minutes early for coding. brain is still asleep. I had a bowl of cereal buy my brain is itching for coffee...

i did receive disturbing news from the medical check up... i hope it's just "nothing"... after a week and i'll know...

attack of wants (part 2)

2007-02-06T16:13:00.000+08:00

yes I want one of these too. ^_^ Just because ^__^;;

The attack of wants.

2007-02-04T09:44:00.000+08:00

So, that "time of the month" happened... which means. that I had to go back to the medical exam some other time soon. It won't be a one-time big-time deal. *sigh*

I am having a sudden attack of wants. Like a lighter, more portable, laptop. Don't get me wrong, I love wilson. But his weight is getting to me. Anyway, I don't need one yet anyway. But I'd probably get something like a twinhead. Almost all twinhead laptops are lightweight, I remember drooling on one sometime ago when the little boy bought a wireless router.

For the love of God, I want a new, LIGHTER, Slimmer, Camera. Plus a camera where I can buy a generic memory card (SD) and store lots and lots of high resolution images. Since everybody in my family doesn't understand the need of higher technology. I just have to make amends to myself (with them ending up borrowing the camera, no. effin. way.)

Currently, this is the one I like, the SD 800, ixus 850 IS model. read the dpreview here . What perked me is the 4x optical from the usual 3, the megapixels doesn't matter though, a 5 would do really, the viewfinder, all the features the little boy's camera had (like My Colors), the underwater case as an accessory (yes for water shots!), and the 'IS' feature, which is an image stabilizer. Good for my pasmado hands.

And loser of all losers, for a music ♥er like me, I don't even have one of these. If i did, it would free up a lot of space on wilson. and i wouldn't use my laptop anymore as a makeshift music player. Poor thing :(

maybe all of those can wait. if i can only have this...

okay na ako...promise. talaga.

Recap on life.

2007-02-02T13:19:00.000+08:00

project time has taken a lie low. which is good. I have time for a lot of things that I am missing...geeky, non-geeky, computer related or non computer related, work related or non-work related.

日本語 -　i haven't been concentrating in lessons since tuesday's bout of sickness so everything i try to take in takes a while. I was looking at the sample exams and surprisingly, i don't know squat about vocabs now. since it is not based on stock knowledge anymore. the kanjis are all old but new to me, since their meanings I still don't know yet, and the pronunciation, are based from chinese. ^^v
私　は　もっと　頑張るよ...
Fatal Frame 2 - gone are my fears of playing this supposedly scariest game of the century. It was a wednesday, I was alone with the maids, and I had the time. my whole afternoon was spent flashing zero shots and fatal frames on limo men, limbo women, mourners, veiled priests and other what-not ghosts, the surprise factor is no more, I jump more on the cellphone's vibrate rather than the actual game itself. I wanted to upload my own horrific photos of the blood and gore. but I have to find a way to extract them from the memory card. >_< it's not that as it seems. plus i still get to sleep at night. not really sure about the next parts though ^^;; maybe it gets even more terrifying.
HTML and PHP - I have borrowed these books from the office "library" for some 'light' reading. light is an understatement. one book is hardbound and both books are like 900 pages long. Actually they are more of references since I have forgotten so much already about PHP and MySQL stuff.
Joomla! - also roel introduced me to a concept called CMS or content mgmt system which is supposedly a templatized / fully functional , user friendly web app development system that is coordinated until the last url navi link. I am still tweaking this one out for an upcoming solo project. which is also why I am resuming HTML and PHP studies. i can be such a g33k.
Rival School Revelation - the little boy told me I look like a rival school character. If your guess is the sexy, voluptous nurse, きょこ　みなずき, then you are supposedly correct. Although I dubiously agree since I was wearing the same red turtleneck. You can try see the difference, or the similarities
Anything else i can add...I will add when I get home...

so, I was sick (and look how many variations of barf I can say)

2007-01-31T21:38:00.000+08:00

yesterday, I woke up having the stomach pains and the chills. thinking it was the usual "that time of the month again" I took a shower and went to the office.

Halfway there I felt this need to ... upchuck. All I wanted was to run to the nearest bathroom and spew my guts but since I cannot just toss my cookies, I waited until I was at the office, asked the little boy for a platic bag and raced to the bathroom, half-tottering, slipping in my pointy flats.

Let me tell you. Doing the technicolor yawn felt so good that time. All I wanted to do was to barf and barf until everything was out. I didn't mind people coming in hearing me puke. This was life and death.

I finished after around 2 minutes to wash myself off and went up to the office, still feeling the chills. It was 8:03...

at 9:00, I was getting the chills, my hands are cold. Niña and Ben felt my shivering hands and had resulted to measures like socks at my hands and after, gloves from Sally, I already called it quits and skivved off for a whole day sick leave after the CTC insuance. At 10:38 or so. I went to the doctors, and went home to tumble into bed at 1pm.

For the past 20 hours I was probably sleeping. only to wake up for meals and meds then drift off to sleep. I knew I was feeling better then I woke up 3am today and the light-headedness was gone. The headache also and the nausea. and I couldn't sleep anymore. I was alive enought today to play fatal frame 2 the whole afternoon, only flinching when I hear the phone vibrate or the thunder made the controllers vibrate.

Now, I will be driftng off to sleep. and hopefully will be ready to go to work tomorrow.

not poems : another wastefulspace blog

moved on.

On lauriats and weddings

it seems more me now.

note to self:

so i'm eating cake

i wonder...

car trouble.

The Power of the Tarot Force.

two sides.

Early 2008 Birthday plans.

Hello! from the city of pines!

Encounter with the boss

photographs and memories

old friend.

moderately alive

The world spins madly on...

revisited : the (not-so) critical mind of yours truly

caffeine, nicotine, and a little infinity on high, under the cork tree

it's been a while

So, this is it.

tired.

testing

Dreams.

Shameless plugging.

Flickr

missing.

the deafening sound of silence

Bohol : Teaser 2

Bohol : Teasers

i am a risk taker. stupid, but it keeps me alive.

new found friends

cebu photos : food porn (part 1)

cebu day 02 - mall rats in ayala

back in cebu

say hello to vin

:)

fight club mode.

home sick.

meme : handwriting assessment

TRANSFORMERSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

bestowed .

a few good deeds

g33k p0st: i ♥ rainlendar

well-rounded siya...

I love my new glasses

gark.crap.f*ck.sh#t,d4mn

hmmm...

g33k p0st : PWND U! whose your daddy, biatch?!

HK : After a decade in HK island. (day 3) [x]

things I have done and *wanted to do*

[x] Relapse.

Untitled

the sheer cuteness....

making the day both wasteful and productive

the significance of friends

grubby little hands touching my ds...!@&^#(*$@!

just a little thing about travelling...

of mice, guitar freaks and something...

Is this what I am waiting for...

You are the World

my sister....the tard

Savage Chicken plug...

gomen ne

HK: a side trip to Shen Zhen. (Day 2)

66% biatch

and here comes part 3

Celebrity match part 2

I DONT SEE THE RESEMBLANCE....

Getting the hype...

Hong Kong....Day 1...hopefully till Day 5

Saying goodbye to HK

SWQC and the Bohol trip cut short

more than i could ever juggle and i can't even juggle to begin with

Because I'm a skin whore addict

the work never ends

g33k p0st

Miss, pakitabi po yung kotse niyo

g33k p0st

my first straight cut jeans since high school....

things I have done and wanted to do

so the ick ness feeling begins