i get a giddy feeling when defragmenting. it gives me the illusion that i’m actually making some effort to create a semblance of order in my life (or at least in my hard drive).
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may panda bear pala yung kinocross-stitch ko? (yes tons, i’m still at it. haha.)
isn’t this the cutest egg you ever saw? 🙂
why is it that more often than not, we remember the things we have to do at the time when we are absolutely unable to do it?
we’re a generation of stress junkies. yes, work can be a vice. our vice.
free time is not always good. in fact, it can be the most horrifying moment of your life. when the realization slowly creeps that you have no life to go back to. just when you thought you had all bases covered.
tsk tsk.
i finally finished the 3-paragraph news article I had to do for the team newsletter. it took me 4 weeks. to be fair, for the most part, i kept putting it off.
i don’t know when i came to be so terrified of writing. it was probably when i discovered it wasn’t flowing as= smoothly as it used to.
i used to be a poetry person. then i became the it girl for features. now i’m more of a news person. hmm. becoming colder, i see. how apt.
life is an extreme game.
it’s all or nothing.
can’t trust anyone but yourself.
the wager? life itself. and i guess anything that isn’t worth your life isn’t worth anything.
lessons gained from marathoning two seasons of House:
– duty is a lousy excuse. don’t do anything that doesn’t excite you.
– never apologize for weirdness.
– sometimes, people need crap to happen.
for some reason, images of several people come to mind . i’ve never really understood them before; maybe they have a point.
isa talaga akong bunso; hindi ko ito maipagkakaila. kahit siguro hindi ako huling pinanganak, bunso pa rin ako mag-isip.
brat. pikon. mayamot. brat.
naalala ko dati nang isang gabi, nagbabasa ako sa kwarto nang biglang pumasok ang aking ama at sinabing papatayin na ang ilaw at ang tv kasi matutulog na siya. wag na nating alalahanin na nakakatulog siya nang tanghali sa tapat ng tv sa sala araw-araw. humingi ako ng lima pang minuto para lamang matapos ang kabanata. kakasara lang ng bibig ko e narinig ko na ang ‘click’ ng switch ng ilaw.
umusok ang ulo ko. labas ng kwarto. upo sa sofa. basa nang konti. umuusok pa rin ang ulo ko.
uy, remote. hmm.
sunod na araw ay nataranta ang buong bahay kakahanap ng remote ng tv sa sala para sa tatay. ngiti lang ako.
bunso. brat. ako. bow.
Tama si Ebe Dancel. Minsan, mabilis nga talaga ang ikot ng mundo. Ang resulta, biyahilo. — Tonet
Panalo ka talaga, Tons. 🙂
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[ /ti-ket/ n.: issue; problema; minsan nagiging ugat ng sakit sa puso ]
I thought I’d get swamped with tickets today, but all I have are 3 [ kunyari na lang di sila lahat pula…].
DSL, i just want you to know…. NAMISS KITA!!!! kahit pinagpalit kita sa pagma-marathon ng House buong weekend. at sa pagcro-cross stitch [ don’t ask. pag wala talagang kuryente, natutuklasan muli ang mga lost-lost hobby. buti na lang wala na yung crochet needle ko. ]
i love my job — or non-job, for that matter. for the longest time, i’ve been ranting, looking for stress that has become my vice, i realize. but no, no place for that here.
thus, it challenges me in a way that i never expected. in a world that has bombarded me with duties, routines and orders, it gave me free time. free time? there was no way i could have prepared for this.
now, i ask myself new questions — what do i want to do? if it was totally up to me, what would it be? i rediscovered music, family, friends, laughter, the outdoors — all things that used to mean the world to me. i’ve tapped other hibernating facets in me, as well.
my (non)job totally caught me off guard. i love it.
brain drain. an issue that keeps popping up. it almost makes you want to bawl whenever brilliance flees to greener pastures rather than sticking it out… and you can’t blame them at all. all they want to do is work, and get paid what they deserve. how many of our officials can say the same? sad, sad.
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i’m really digging the Apo tribute album, especially the tracks from bands I only heard of now. Sugarfree’s Batang-bata ka pa, Drip’s Kabilugan ng Buwan, Rocksteddy’s Blue Jeans and Top Suzara’s Anna were phenomenal. Did you know that Apo coined OPM? It must be such a high for them to see the pinoy music scene right now and see how far it’s gotten (oh well, except for the novelty genre, i guess…). Mabuhay ang OPM!
i think this was probably the first i ever had a bad day at work. it was the first time that jerkship at the office became a reality (i still don’t think of them as jerks — yet. i mean, i don’t think they meant to piss me off. but they did. eek. crabby, grouchy Ish. tsk tsk.)
might as well. there’s about a million YM status-es i can use when these days come:
Conclusion: the place where you got tired of thinking.
Out of Body. Back in Five Minutes.
I don’t suffer from stress. I’m a carrier.
Program halted — Hit any user to continue.
I smile because I don’t know what the hell is going on.
If only everything came with pull-down menus and online help.
Mental backup in progress! Do Not Disturb! I Am NOT Asleep!
THINK — it gives you something to do while the computer is down.
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it’s beginning to pour. it figures.
.: ishcapades 