Sign the Birthday Card

Last time, I asked the officers in our organization to "sign the birthday card" for someone. So I gave the card to one VP and they'll SIGN the birthday card. Guess what I got at the end of the day.

Their freaking signatures. Haha. Really, I was surprised that they thought they're celebrities for that person to want their signatures. I had a good laugh and oh, the person never got his birthday card. No one even wrote Happy Birthday. o_o

MORAL: Do not underestimate the understanding of student-leaders. Clarify instructions. Okay? Ok.

Circus Jeepney

Last night, I had high hopes for today. I envisioned a cool cloudy weather that's perfect for walking. I would buy gummy bears first then go to school with a blank DVD for Windows 7. Then I'll submit the softcopy of our project documentation, copy the complete 2nd season of The Big Bang Theory from a friend, and have...some fun? No, I was thinking of frozen yogurt hopping. Compare all the frozen yogurts and all. Well, I have to push that to some other time because nothing happened as envisioned.

What really happened is that I woke up almost lunch time, the sun was scorching, and came to school to find out that the tech support was not in their office. I even brought my laptop and 2 external HDDs with me. Haaay. Good thing I got a free ride home from a friend. When we were in Santolan already, traffic was eeeevil so I volunteered to ride a jeepney because our house is not that far anyway so why not.

The few times I ride a jeepney I attract bad vibes. I rode a jeepney with only 6 other passengers, 5 adults (inclusive of 1very pregnant lady) and 1 kid. Then we had a Boom Boom Pow moment. Along the intersection, the driver stepped on the brake pedal while on the 3rd gear. I'm not sure on that but it just means that he's driving real fast then hit the brakes all of a sudden. The kid did a dolphin dive (or was it a front roll?), and I saw the pregnant lady lie down in the seat like she took a 2-second nap. Whatever happened, it was too fast and the result was a crying kid, a very angry parent, a defensive driver, and a hyperventilating pregnant lady.

I looked back and saw skid marks. I swear the driver wants to be a drifter.

MORAL: Life is an adventure, commuting is a roller coaster. Things happen in a blink of an eye. I was worried for the preggers and the kidders. Really.

Strawberry Fields Forever

Another post drafted last October 13, 2009, at 3:37am. Zombie mode gave me a lot of entries saved.

Finally, a storm-devastated-related post.

I was listening to Coldplay's Strawberry Swing song and the cover of The Beatles' Strawberry Fields Forever in the movie Across the Universe and I suddenly remembered Baguio's Strawberry Fields and how beautiful it is. My sister has never been to Baguio, she claims being there when you're 2 years old doesn't count, so for her, she has NEVER been to Baguio. The song is not a happy one, and neither does the scene of Baguio's Strawberry Fields at present. The luscious red ocean of strawberries in the cool temperature of Baguio is going to be but a distant memory now. A postcard you want to preserve in your mind.

My friend said, "Baguio, will never be the same." I added in the most unusual optimistic me, "It will never be the same again because it'll definitely be better."

Strange, but I have faith.

MORAL: There would always be forces greater than us.

Nagtatampo Ka Ba?

Drafted last October 13, 2009 and I just got to post this now.

Two of the "benta" questions I suddenly thought of are "Nag-aaway ba tayo?" and "Nagtatampo ka ba?" Come to think of it if you really are sulking because of someone and that someone asks you "nagtatampo ka ba?" it's like a 3-punch combination to your face! You've been feeling bad for something someone did intentionally or unintentionally then that person doesn't get it. Doesn't get why you're feeling sucky, why you're sulking, why you're exerting effort to feel pissed off. The worst part is that this person did it and doesn't get it.

Same thing for "nag-aaway ba tayo?" because sheesh, c'mon! Were you just yakking on and on about nothing?

Could be that people are too dumb, too numb, or just insensitive.

MORAL: Actions speak louder than words but sometimes plain assumptions are wrong. There's a 50-50 chance of getting it right (if someone's sulking), but it's a 100% that things won't be the same again.

Adopted Sleeping Breaks

Last night, I never felt so much pressure into sleeping.

When I got home, my sister, mom, dad, yayas, hmm, almost everyone kept on asking me, "What time are you going to sleep? Do you have plans on sleeping? You know you should be taking Stresstabs or those multivitamins regularly."

Thanks for the concern. This is one of those times when pressure feels genuinely good.

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There are those acronym sites that share short stories - FML, MLIA, GMH, etc. Just search for them if you want to know what the acronyms stand for, to read the stories, or just to waste time. I came across this one while testing the Internet connection of those mobile Internet kits (I'm using the Globe Visibility one at present)

Today, my teacher was telling us a story about her friend's adopted son and how he got picked on for it. One day at school a boy went up to him and said, "I came from my mommy's tummy, where did you come from?" knowing the boy was adopted. His response? "I came from my mommy's heart." He was 6 years old at the time. This GMH

When I read that (it was the first one when I checked), I remembered what Sushmita Sen told her kid (adopted, too). Her kid tells those who pick on her that she's (more) special because she was chosen (out of a lot of other kids). Haha. Great response if you really want to shoot down the bully. Then it brings up the issue of "unwanted" children. Ho hum.

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I have been blogging a lot lately (so far I still got 3 unpublished entries) and posting a lot in Twitter. The reason is that well, I have reiterated a lot of times that I work at night and when you really NEED a break from all the thinking, typing, and reading, you'll look for other forms of leisure. You check to see who's online, well, at 4 in the morning, your relatives from half the world across are the only ones awake, you can't really watch TV, can't take a nap (because you'll end up having a 8-hour nap), and you've been eating forever. When you want to just vent out your frustrations, ideas (that are not needed for your work), and all those annoying realizations (that I've been having lately), Twitter and blogging are lifesavers.

MORAL: Reflections between 2-4am are fine, as long as you still do your work. Haaaah.

Personal Risk Management

Risk Management is the way to go! Let's have some fun this risk is sick, I want to take a ride in your disco risk! (This is a sample of trigger point #2. See Trigger Points below.)

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Risk Description: Group member losing consciousness while finishing the paper.

Preventive Plan: Inject 20cc of amphetamine. Use muriatic acid as facial wash. Rinse with coffee (not decaffeinated please).

Probable Cause: Too many zombie modes. Insomnia. Gluttony. Dehydration. Illness (not mental).

Contingency Plan: Revive the member, get the document, check if the document is accurate, revive the member (if unsuccessful on first try), pray, whine, scream "May gwapo sa labas!" and if it still doesn't work, call an ambulance.

Type of Risk:

Probability - Very High

Severity - Very High

Trigger Points:

Panda eyes.

Too much "sabaw" moments in school, at home, online, offline, baah.

Person is online when you get home, still online before you log-out, and still online when you wake-up.

MORAL: Life is like Choc-Nut. Yum! (This is another sample of trigger point #2. See Trigger Points above.)

Cogeo Station

There's always a balance. My day started well, got zapped in the middle part, and I'm still waiting for the good news. I know it'll come. Though, the interesting one is that people really say the funniest things when they don't intend it to.

I overheard during my LRT-2 ride a while ago 2 homos talking to each other.

G1: Yung boyfriend ko ngayon, kabaligtaran ng ex ko.

G2: Ay ganun. Ano ba ex mo, babae?

G1: Ewan ko sayo.

G2: Sunod na station na ako.

G1: Ano ka ba, sabay kaya tayo bababa!

G2: Oo nga pala noh, Cubao ka rin.

G1: Saan mo ako gusto pababain?! Sa Cogeo?! Bruhang 'to!

*NOTE: There's no Cogeo Station.

I was trying my best not to laugh. (I wasn't utilizing my iPod at this point.)

My silver flash drive is nowhere in sight. It kind of contains really important stuff and if I lose it, my head is going to be on the chopping block and 16 people will chant "Kill" endlessly. So Yaya Belle asked her sister, Yaya Susan, "Nakita mo ba yung parang silver ni Mei na ginaganito *does an insert action* sa computer? Yung mahaba?"

Sanny's reply, "Ah yun ba? Hindi eh."

MORAL: I live on these simple moments. Funny how they make me happy even for a while. Whoever said commuting is boring must burn. That's one of the things I like in commuting, there's always a surprise. Even though surprises could include PDA, ghetto dudes, grumpy people, wailing kids, and suspicious looking people.

Colds and Monsters || Postpaid Ads

I still have colds. I'm doing my best to say "Pika" before I sneeze. Someone's going to form a habit.

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Kapag postpaid ka, most likely nakatatanggap ka ng mga Text Ads na nakaiinis. Mga cash loan, mga pampapayat, mga halogen lights, mga gamot, mga pampalaki ng piling bahagi ng katawan *ubo*, at iba-iba pang produkto. Ka-badtrip. Kapag naka-Unlimited Globe-Globe texting ako, nirereplyan ko sila ng "CHEH!" Cool ako eh.

MORAL: Hindi na uso ang privacy ngayon. Actually, nasa Tumblr ko yung dalawang yan. Trip ko lang ilagay dito. Oh yeah.

Virtual Social Wars

Yahoo! Messenger

Blog (via Blogspot)

Multiply

Facebook

Tumblr

Twitter

I hope it ends there.

I have always claimed to be not a fan of all these social networking sites and all the latest shebangs in the Internet. I've had my blog since I was a baby but posted entries then were as often as leap years. I ditched Friendster when I was in my sophomore-junior year in high school. Okay, honestly my account got blocked and I swore I won't revive my account there again. I signed up for Multiply because we needed it for one of my class in college - freshie year, and everyone got Multiply in Ateneo. It's still working as a repository of photos, which is like its only purpose now. Facebook? I made one just for accepting/confirming people who keep on sending those invites. However, Facebook is the main thing right now, the reigning champion in all of these virtual social networking in the Internet even in third world. Tumblr was born because of my uncontrollable banters, one-liners, and all. Tumblr allows easy reposting/reblogging of whatever other people already posted, which is not my type. Then Twitter. I have a Twitter account before, but deleted it because of forgotten reasons. Now, Twitter is there if you're the ultimate quidnunc (CHISMOSA), fangirl, stalker, or whatever. I revived my dormant Twitter account when a new friend's account proved to be really, really interesting. And now, since I have Twitter in my phone, I can update there as fast as I can say "Wow." Twitter just shows how eccentric and hyper I am.

It still amazes me how I can post different content for the sites I usually update at present (Twitter, Blog, Tumblr).

MORAL: If you always go with the flow, you're nothing more than a dead fish.