Tuesday, March 30, 2004
Thank you, Mr. Lee
One of the nice things about this job is that when customers appreciate you, they tell you. And the effect that those two or three words have on you is just very positive. It makes you feel that you're good at what you do even if you're not that knowledgeable about it.
My seventh caller for the day, yes, I list them down, was from an old Korean guy. He was telling me that he wasn't able to connect to the Internet. Aside from the fact that we were having a hard time because he has a hearing problem (due to his age I suspect), I also have to speak really slowly because he requested so.
Here's his problem and here is one way of how to solve it (in case you experience the same thing):
He cannot connect to the Internet. He's using a modem and a router. When we try to connect, he's getting an Error 678. When you get this message, bypass the router and establish a direct connection between the modem and computer. After that, try to connect. If you can connect and surf the Internet, then the issue is with the router.
This is what we did and guess what? The old man was able to connect and surf the Internet.
As I was preparing to say my closing spiel, the old guy said something that just lifted my spirits.
"You're an angel, Angelo! And you know what, you're the first technical support person I talked who is nice. Thank you very much!"
Isn't he the sweetest? The simplest complements just gives the best feeling.
One of the nice things about this job is that when customers appreciate you, they tell you. And the effect that those two or three words have on you is just very positive. It makes you feel that you're good at what you do even if you're not that knowledgeable about it.
My seventh caller for the day, yes, I list them down, was from an old Korean guy. He was telling me that he wasn't able to connect to the Internet. Aside from the fact that we were having a hard time because he has a hearing problem (due to his age I suspect), I also have to speak really slowly because he requested so.
Here's his problem and here is one way of how to solve it (in case you experience the same thing):
He cannot connect to the Internet. He's using a modem and a router. When we try to connect, he's getting an Error 678. When you get this message, bypass the router and establish a direct connection between the modem and computer. After that, try to connect. If you can connect and surf the Internet, then the issue is with the router.
This is what we did and guess what? The old man was able to connect and surf the Internet.
As I was preparing to say my closing spiel, the old guy said something that just lifted my spirits.
"You're an angel, Angelo! And you know what, you're the first technical support person I talked who is nice. Thank you very much!"
Isn't he the sweetest? The simplest complements just gives the best feeling.
Monday, March 29, 2004
Not As Easy As I Thought
At the start of the month, I wrote a letter to the department chairperson of my graduate school, informing her that I plan to return to school come the first semester of the academic year this June.
I brought the letter myself to the college, but unfortunately she wasn't there when I went there. The department secretary told me to leave the letter and call after two or three days to follow up the status of the letter.
Before I left, I went to the Chairperson of the Communication Research department, who was my professor on my first semester of graduate school. I informed her of my plans to go back to school, and my intention to shift to the MA Communication Research program from the MA Media Studies (then MA Journalism). She told me that it's okay with the department since I have only taken two subjects so far.
I thought that I can breathe already. I was wrong.
I just spoke with the department chairperson of the graduate school a couple of minutes ago over the phone and it looks like she's not going to make me beg to be readmitted to school.
Sigh.
I must write a letter for readmission to the college dean and then, my fate will be decided upon. I do hope I get readmitted because I'm more determined to finish the course now.
At the start of the month, I wrote a letter to the department chairperson of my graduate school, informing her that I plan to return to school come the first semester of the academic year this June.
I brought the letter myself to the college, but unfortunately she wasn't there when I went there. The department secretary told me to leave the letter and call after two or three days to follow up the status of the letter.
Before I left, I went to the Chairperson of the Communication Research department, who was my professor on my first semester of graduate school. I informed her of my plans to go back to school, and my intention to shift to the MA Communication Research program from the MA Media Studies (then MA Journalism). She told me that it's okay with the department since I have only taken two subjects so far.
I thought that I can breathe already. I was wrong.
I just spoke with the department chairperson of the graduate school a couple of minutes ago over the phone and it looks like she's not going to make me beg to be readmitted to school.
Sigh.
I must write a letter for readmission to the college dean and then, my fate will be decided upon. I do hope I get readmitted because I'm more determined to finish the course now.
Sunday, March 28, 2004
Who's That Boy?
Image via Gucci.com
I've been seeing this guy on the runways of Gucci, Roberto Cavalli and Dolce and Gabbana but he's always unnamed. (Like all the other male models are not.) Hehe!
I find it weird that they don't give the names of the male models or even if they do, they only put the first name like Andre, Luciano, or Noel. Which is weird because don't these men have any last names?
Haha!
Anyway, if you can ID this model then I will be most grateful. I think he's cute. Of course, Hunski's cuter.
Hehe!
Image via Gucci.com
I've been seeing this guy on the runways of Gucci, Roberto Cavalli and Dolce and Gabbana but he's always unnamed. (Like all the other male models are not.) Hehe!
I find it weird that they don't give the names of the male models or even if they do, they only put the first name like Andre, Luciano, or Noel. Which is weird because don't these men have any last names?
Haha!
Anyway, if you can ID this model then I will be most grateful. I think he's cute. Of course, Hunski's cuter.
Hehe!
Saturday, March 27, 2004
Surprisingly Unproductive
The past two days have been, surprisingly, completely unproductive for me.
As was the case last week, my days off from work for this week were Thursday and Friday. And like what I told you before, I really don't like weekday days off because I tend to look for something to do to keep me busy. Yeah, yeah. I know you'd tell me it's my choice to look for something to do but you can't blame me. I just find it hard to stay in and do nothing.
But that wasn't the case yesterday and the other day. I dunno but it was also by choice that I didn't do anything that's really productive.
The other day, I woke up by five in the morning, left my house and went to Hunski's so I may cook breakfast for him. After breakfast, I brought my laundry to the laundromat. After that, I went back to the apartment to sleep. When I woke up a little before one, good friend Eden called me and invited me out to lunch. I met up with her and her friend, Erick. The whole afternoon was spent with them until four. When Eden and I separated ways, I went to the gym and spent about two hours there. When I got back at the apartment, I just watched TV, waited for Hunski, and ate dinner with him while watching American Idol.
Basically, that was my Thursday. Not much productive activities.
Yesterday wasn't much different. I woke up early again to prepare breakfast for Hunski. After Hunski left for work, I just washed the dishes, made up the bed and then watched TV. Gosh! I sound like a housewife. Hehe! And then a little before ten, Eden dropped by the apartment and picked me up. We met up with Charmy at the mall, and joined her for lunch. It was her youngest brother's graduation from elementary school and there was some sort of celebratory lunch.
In the afternoon, I went to the mall and entertained myself. Actually, it was more like torture myself. I've been looking at a Burberry shirt and a wrap from Dolce and Gabbana. I was so close to getting the latter but alas! I prove to be stronger and I left the mall without any shopping bags!
Whoooppppeeee!!!
In the afternoon, I stayed in the apartment again and slept, and slept, and slept. Gawd! I'm such a lazy boy. Augh!!! In the evening, Hunski and I had a double date with one-month old couple, Omar and Mark. We had a good dinner and went to the movies.
I hit the sack by twelve midnight.
There. Those were my two unproductive days. I had some things to do but I guess I have to do them on another one of my days off.
Hope your days were more productive than mine. Hehe!
The past two days have been, surprisingly, completely unproductive for me.
As was the case last week, my days off from work for this week were Thursday and Friday. And like what I told you before, I really don't like weekday days off because I tend to look for something to do to keep me busy. Yeah, yeah. I know you'd tell me it's my choice to look for something to do but you can't blame me. I just find it hard to stay in and do nothing.
But that wasn't the case yesterday and the other day. I dunno but it was also by choice that I didn't do anything that's really productive.
The other day, I woke up by five in the morning, left my house and went to Hunski's so I may cook breakfast for him. After breakfast, I brought my laundry to the laundromat. After that, I went back to the apartment to sleep. When I woke up a little before one, good friend Eden called me and invited me out to lunch. I met up with her and her friend, Erick. The whole afternoon was spent with them until four. When Eden and I separated ways, I went to the gym and spent about two hours there. When I got back at the apartment, I just watched TV, waited for Hunski, and ate dinner with him while watching American Idol.
Basically, that was my Thursday. Not much productive activities.
Yesterday wasn't much different. I woke up early again to prepare breakfast for Hunski. After Hunski left for work, I just washed the dishes, made up the bed and then watched TV. Gosh! I sound like a housewife. Hehe! And then a little before ten, Eden dropped by the apartment and picked me up. We met up with Charmy at the mall, and joined her for lunch. It was her youngest brother's graduation from elementary school and there was some sort of celebratory lunch.
In the afternoon, I went to the mall and entertained myself. Actually, it was more like torture myself. I've been looking at a Burberry shirt and a wrap from Dolce and Gabbana. I was so close to getting the latter but alas! I prove to be stronger and I left the mall without any shopping bags!
Whoooppppeeee!!!
In the afternoon, I stayed in the apartment again and slept, and slept, and slept. Gawd! I'm such a lazy boy. Augh!!! In the evening, Hunski and I had a double date with one-month old couple, Omar and Mark. We had a good dinner and went to the movies.
I hit the sack by twelve midnight.
There. Those were my two unproductive days. I had some things to do but I guess I have to do them on another one of my days off.
Hope your days were more productive than mine. Hehe!
Wednesday, March 24, 2004
Blog Interview
The Internet is just amazing.
About a week ago, I got an email from a research assistant of a professor from the English Department of the University of East Carolina. According to the email, the professor is conducting a research on bloggers, to be more specific - gay, male and between the ages of 16 and 26. The research plans to study the different methods in which gay male bloggers use the online journal as "sites of literacy development, while simultaneously acting themselves as literacy sponsors for their readers".
I don't know how the research assistant was able to access my blog. Neither do I know what the basis was for selecting my blog to be part of the research. All I know is my blog was [randomly] picked and I plan to participate in the study.
What also makes the research interesting is that the proponent of the stufy is actually trying to fill in gaps in current research. Case in point, the professor is trying to veer away from the usual study on how heterosexual males and females use network technologies to "cement their senses of identity while developing communities of support".
I've already received the questions for the interview and I'm posting them below. In case, you want to answer the questions.
1. When did you begin "blogging"?
2. Why did you start? (If you have a blog posting on why you started, you could put in the link, but you might also elaborate on that now.)
3. Why do you continue to keep a blog? Have your reasons changed? Has keeping such a public journal changed you in any way?
4. How often, on average, do you post to your blog?
5. Are your postings mostly textual, visual/graphic, or a combination of both? How did you decide on this "format"?
6. If you include graphics, how do you choose them? What role do the graphics play in your message or design?
7. How long after blogging did you begin to develop a readership? How many regular readers do you believe you have? Of these regular readers, how many would you guess are gay-identified?
8. Do you write for your audience in a particular way? Have any of your blog postings or pictures caused you problems with particular readers?
9. What five blogs do you read most frequently? (include URLs if possible)
10. Do you read blogs written by other young gay males? Which ones? How did you find them on the web?
11. If your blog has a blogroll, how do you select the blogs of others that you "roll"? Does this list change or is it fairly static?
12. What role, if any, does your being gay play in your blog? In posts, layout/design, graphics, links, etc.?
13. Have you ever been verbally harassed (through email, comment-postings) because of the way you portray yourself on your blog(s)? How did/do you handle it?
14. As a writer, what has been your most positive experience with keeping your blog? And your most negative?
15. What question haven't I asked that would give me a better picture of why you blog and who you are as a blogger/writer?
The Internet is just amazing.
About a week ago, I got an email from a research assistant of a professor from the English Department of the University of East Carolina. According to the email, the professor is conducting a research on bloggers, to be more specific - gay, male and between the ages of 16 and 26. The research plans to study the different methods in which gay male bloggers use the online journal as "sites of literacy development, while simultaneously acting themselves as literacy sponsors for their readers".
I don't know how the research assistant was able to access my blog. Neither do I know what the basis was for selecting my blog to be part of the research. All I know is my blog was [randomly] picked and I plan to participate in the study.
What also makes the research interesting is that the proponent of the stufy is actually trying to fill in gaps in current research. Case in point, the professor is trying to veer away from the usual study on how heterosexual males and females use network technologies to "cement their senses of identity while developing communities of support".
I've already received the questions for the interview and I'm posting them below. In case, you want to answer the questions.
1. When did you begin "blogging"?
2. Why did you start? (If you have a blog posting on why you started, you could put in the link, but you might also elaborate on that now.)
3. Why do you continue to keep a blog? Have your reasons changed? Has keeping such a public journal changed you in any way?
4. How often, on average, do you post to your blog?
5. Are your postings mostly textual, visual/graphic, or a combination of both? How did you decide on this "format"?
6. If you include graphics, how do you choose them? What role do the graphics play in your message or design?
7. How long after blogging did you begin to develop a readership? How many regular readers do you believe you have? Of these regular readers, how many would you guess are gay-identified?
8. Do you write for your audience in a particular way? Have any of your blog postings or pictures caused you problems with particular readers?
9. What five blogs do you read most frequently? (include URLs if possible)
10. Do you read blogs written by other young gay males? Which ones? How did you find them on the web?
11. If your blog has a blogroll, how do you select the blogs of others that you "roll"? Does this list change or is it fairly static?
12. What role, if any, does your being gay play in your blog? In posts, layout/design, graphics, links, etc.?
13. Have you ever been verbally harassed (through email, comment-postings) because of the way you portray yourself on your blog(s)? How did/do you handle it?
14. As a writer, what has been your most positive experience with keeping your blog? And your most negative?
15. What question haven't I asked that would give me a better picture of why you blog and who you are as a blogger/writer?
Monday, March 22, 2004
Ten Most Powerful Women in Fashion
In the recent edition of Time Magazine (Gisele Bundchen cover), the venerable publication presented the twenty most powerful women in the fashion and beauty world. I haven't gotten my hands on a copy yet but thank heavens for the Internet, I was able to read a bit about the women who made it to the A-List.
And fret not if you weren't able to get a copy of the magazine because I'm going to tell you who the top ten ladies are:
1. Rose Marie Bravo
Image via Marymount.edu
Rose Marie is now the head honcho for the 148-year old fashion empire, Burberry. Since Rose Marie joined the company, she has doubled the sales of the company and turned the uber-fabulous plaid enterprise into a $1 billion-a-year earning giant.
2. Miuccia Prada
Image via Forbes.com
The once communist student turned fashion leader was the driving force in changing her father's luggage company into the presently $1.9 billion revenue earning company. Miuccia's power first appeared in the black nylon backpack which every influential fashionista began carrying in the 90s. Miuccia Prada continues to be one of the most innovative and revolutionary thinkers among the women in fashion.
3. Anna Wintour
Image via NY Metro
And I thought she would be the most powerful of them all. I guess I was wrong. But there is no doubt that the editor of American Vogue possesses a considerable power over American fashion. And although she is often perceived as a needle in one's gorgeous haute couture gown, it is quite surprising to a lot of people that Anna Wintour really is a leader believing in Vogue's mission to be socially responsible, leading several campaigns and programs on critical social issues. "I always believed that it is important to understand Vogue's mission in broad and socially responsible terms," she says.
4. The Olsen Sisters. Even before these twins turn 18 this June, each one of them has already a fortune estimated at $150 million (each). Thanks to their low-priced apparel and other items such as accessories, fashion dolls, videos and DVDs, the twins are now among the most affluent teenagers on the face of the planet. Their items are being sold in select stores in Canada, Britain, Australia, New Zealand, Mexico and France
5. Angela Ahrendts. This forty-year old lady has already held several top positions in various designer labels including, president for Donna Karan and vice president for Henri Bendel. Presently, she is the executive vice president at Liz Claiborne Inc. Gifted with an ability to recognize good designs and identifying which items may be sold and at what price, it is not surprising that this woman has had experience running 32 clothing and accessory brands such as Ellen Tracy, Kenneth Cole New York, Mexx and emerging designer label Juicy Couture.
6. Delphine Arnault. She may the daughter of the chairman of LVMH Moet Hennessy Louis Vuitton but this doesn't mean that this lady is a daddy's girl. Proving her worth as a fashion leader, this lady, though only 28, is already part of the LVMH executive board. Aside from playing a major role in LVMH, Delphine is also the current head for the women's shoe division of fashion giant, Dior. Her accomplishments at such a young age are reason enough to earn her a spot in this list.
7. Donna Karan. No introduction needed. We all know who she is. And we all know she's great.
8. Aerin Lauder. Her surname alone already wields of power in the cosmetics world. Taking on the reins of leadership in cosmetics leader Estee Lauder, this lady is responsible for changing the image of the brand.
9. Rei Kawakubo. Designer for Commes des Garcon. Arriving in Paris in 1981, the Japanese designer successfully presented her ready-to-wear collection to the press. Presently, this lady is head of a multimillion dollar privately held company that has fashion lines both for men and women. Add to that a successful collaboration with prominent designer Vivienne Westwood.
10. Floriane De Saint Pierre. This lady is behind a leading executive-search firm for the fashion and luxury industries in Europe. She is responsible for several of the successful fashion unions such as designer Christopher Bailey and Burberry and Italo Zuccheli at Calvin Klein.
Read more about the article here.
In the recent edition of Time Magazine (Gisele Bundchen cover), the venerable publication presented the twenty most powerful women in the fashion and beauty world. I haven't gotten my hands on a copy yet but thank heavens for the Internet, I was able to read a bit about the women who made it to the A-List.
And fret not if you weren't able to get a copy of the magazine because I'm going to tell you who the top ten ladies are:
1. Rose Marie Bravo
Image via Marymount.edu
Rose Marie is now the head honcho for the 148-year old fashion empire, Burberry. Since Rose Marie joined the company, she has doubled the sales of the company and turned the uber-fabulous plaid enterprise into a $1 billion-a-year earning giant.
2. Miuccia Prada
Image via Forbes.com
The once communist student turned fashion leader was the driving force in changing her father's luggage company into the presently $1.9 billion revenue earning company. Miuccia's power first appeared in the black nylon backpack which every influential fashionista began carrying in the 90s. Miuccia Prada continues to be one of the most innovative and revolutionary thinkers among the women in fashion.
3. Anna Wintour
Image via NY Metro
And I thought she would be the most powerful of them all. I guess I was wrong. But there is no doubt that the editor of American Vogue possesses a considerable power over American fashion. And although she is often perceived as a needle in one's gorgeous haute couture gown, it is quite surprising to a lot of people that Anna Wintour really is a leader believing in Vogue's mission to be socially responsible, leading several campaigns and programs on critical social issues. "I always believed that it is important to understand Vogue's mission in broad and socially responsible terms," she says.
4. The Olsen Sisters. Even before these twins turn 18 this June, each one of them has already a fortune estimated at $150 million (each). Thanks to their low-priced apparel and other items such as accessories, fashion dolls, videos and DVDs, the twins are now among the most affluent teenagers on the face of the planet. Their items are being sold in select stores in Canada, Britain, Australia, New Zealand, Mexico and France
5. Angela Ahrendts. This forty-year old lady has already held several top positions in various designer labels including, president for Donna Karan and vice president for Henri Bendel. Presently, she is the executive vice president at Liz Claiborne Inc. Gifted with an ability to recognize good designs and identifying which items may be sold and at what price, it is not surprising that this woman has had experience running 32 clothing and accessory brands such as Ellen Tracy, Kenneth Cole New York, Mexx and emerging designer label Juicy Couture.
6. Delphine Arnault. She may the daughter of the chairman of LVMH Moet Hennessy Louis Vuitton but this doesn't mean that this lady is a daddy's girl. Proving her worth as a fashion leader, this lady, though only 28, is already part of the LVMH executive board. Aside from playing a major role in LVMH, Delphine is also the current head for the women's shoe division of fashion giant, Dior. Her accomplishments at such a young age are reason enough to earn her a spot in this list.
7. Donna Karan. No introduction needed. We all know who she is. And we all know she's great.
8. Aerin Lauder. Her surname alone already wields of power in the cosmetics world. Taking on the reins of leadership in cosmetics leader Estee Lauder, this lady is responsible for changing the image of the brand.
9. Rei Kawakubo. Designer for Commes des Garcon. Arriving in Paris in 1981, the Japanese designer successfully presented her ready-to-wear collection to the press. Presently, this lady is head of a multimillion dollar privately held company that has fashion lines both for men and women. Add to that a successful collaboration with prominent designer Vivienne Westwood.
10. Floriane De Saint Pierre. This lady is behind a leading executive-search firm for the fashion and luxury industries in Europe. She is responsible for several of the successful fashion unions such as designer Christopher Bailey and Burberry and Italo Zuccheli at Calvin Klein.
Read more about the article here.
Saturday, March 20, 2004
When A Man Loves... A Man
Friday night was spent at McDonald's.
Good buddy Suki will be celebrating his big 25 this Monday but he decided to throw the party in advance. For his big day this year, Suki had McDonald's organize a kiddie party for him. It was cute. When the guests arrived at the venue, there were party hats, colorful balloons, and the atmosphere was very kiddie party-esque. Birdie even had a guest appearance.
Everything was going well until...
suddenly, my peripheral vision turned a little blurry. I dunno why that happens. In any case, I just carried on.
After the party, Hunski and I went home. Everyone was inviting to still go to a bar to continue the celebration and we told them to call us so we can follow.
When Hunski and I got at the apartment, that's when everything began to get a little more difficult. I felt a splitting headache on the left part of my head. I dunno if it was astigmatism, sinusitis or just plain headache.
I tried to sleep. I could for a couple of minutes and then I'll get up again and start rubbing my head. Hunski was massaging my forehead. I tried to applied some ointment on my forehead but nothing was happening.
My head still felt like it was being drilled.
Finally, at around eleven thirty, I got up, started to get dressed and told Hunski I was going out to get another paracetamol.
Hunski looked at me surprised and just blurted out, "Stay here! Why are you going out? I'll be the one to go out and get your meds. Lie in bed!"
Uhm, you probably think I'm crazy, huh? For getting up and trying to get meds myself. I dunno but I just feel weird to ask Hunski to get me meds. The last thing I want is to provide any inconvenience to Hunski.
Anyway, so I got undressed again and made my way to the bed. Hunski got dressed and left. I fell asleep.
After what seemed like a quick nap, Hunski shook me and gave me my meds. I drank and then went back to bed. I asked him where he got the meds and let me tell you, it was quite far from the apartment.
What can I say? I'm just really touched with that gesture of Hunski. I couldn't be more thankful because he takes care of me really well. And I think that gestures like this one just further assures me that Hunski loves me very much.
After I drank my meds, I went back to sleep. And I was able to sleep well. Maybe it was the meds. Maybe because I'm tired. But I'm quite sure that I slept really well and felt better because Hunski was there beside me hugging me.
Friday night was spent at McDonald's.
Good buddy Suki will be celebrating his big 25 this Monday but he decided to throw the party in advance. For his big day this year, Suki had McDonald's organize a kiddie party for him. It was cute. When the guests arrived at the venue, there were party hats, colorful balloons, and the atmosphere was very kiddie party-esque. Birdie even had a guest appearance.
Everything was going well until...
suddenly, my peripheral vision turned a little blurry. I dunno why that happens. In any case, I just carried on.
After the party, Hunski and I went home. Everyone was inviting to still go to a bar to continue the celebration and we told them to call us so we can follow.
When Hunski and I got at the apartment, that's when everything began to get a little more difficult. I felt a splitting headache on the left part of my head. I dunno if it was astigmatism, sinusitis or just plain headache.
I tried to sleep. I could for a couple of minutes and then I'll get up again and start rubbing my head. Hunski was massaging my forehead. I tried to applied some ointment on my forehead but nothing was happening.
My head still felt like it was being drilled.
Finally, at around eleven thirty, I got up, started to get dressed and told Hunski I was going out to get another paracetamol.
Hunski looked at me surprised and just blurted out, "Stay here! Why are you going out? I'll be the one to go out and get your meds. Lie in bed!"
Uhm, you probably think I'm crazy, huh? For getting up and trying to get meds myself. I dunno but I just feel weird to ask Hunski to get me meds. The last thing I want is to provide any inconvenience to Hunski.
Anyway, so I got undressed again and made my way to the bed. Hunski got dressed and left. I fell asleep.
After what seemed like a quick nap, Hunski shook me and gave me my meds. I drank and then went back to bed. I asked him where he got the meds and let me tell you, it was quite far from the apartment.
What can I say? I'm just really touched with that gesture of Hunski. I couldn't be more thankful because he takes care of me really well. And I think that gestures like this one just further assures me that Hunski loves me very much.
After I drank my meds, I went back to sleep. And I was able to sleep well. Maybe it was the meds. Maybe because I'm tired. But I'm quite sure that I slept really well and felt better because Hunski was there beside me hugging me.
Friday, March 19, 2004
This Week's Friday Five:
If you...
1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?
Easy. My menu would only include three of my favorite cuisines - Filipino, Chinese, and Italian. Yummmy!!!
2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?
Uhm, I would sell small items from high-end stores. Something like that maybe. Or something else.
3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?
If I were to write a book, it'll be fictional but based on reality. I want my book to touch lives and to ignite the fire of change in a human being.
4. ...ran a school, what would you teach?
I've always been inclined towards the arts and humanities. Add to that communication courses. Gee, how gay can I get?
5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?
The music will be something that people from all walks of life and background would love. Geez! What kind of music would that be?
Do you friday five here.
If you...
1. ...owned a restaurant, what kind of food would you serve?
Easy. My menu would only include three of my favorite cuisines - Filipino, Chinese, and Italian. Yummmy!!!
2. ...owned a small store, what kind of merchandise would you sell?
Uhm, I would sell small items from high-end stores. Something like that maybe. Or something else.
3. ...wrote a book, what genre would it be?
If I were to write a book, it'll be fictional but based on reality. I want my book to touch lives and to ignite the fire of change in a human being.
4. ...ran a school, what would you teach?
I've always been inclined towards the arts and humanities. Add to that communication courses. Gee, how gay can I get?
5. ...recorded an album, what kind of music would be on it?
The music will be something that people from all walks of life and background would love. Geez! What kind of music would that be?
Do you friday five here.
Tuesday, March 16, 2004
Rexie and Rexie-isms
Yesterday, I got out of work at five thirty in the afternoon.
I was supposed to go home already to bake some stuff for selling but Rexie invited me to have light snacks first before going home. Since he told me that we would be going home before six, I agreed to go with him. We headed to his usual hang-out - Gasoline Alley. It's a bar-cum-restaurant located at Robinson's Galleria mall. He's been hanging out in the said bar for the past couple of days.
Before I continue, let me tell you more about Rexie. He's my team mate here at work and the first person I met in this company. Rexie is a teenager trapped in the body of a thirty-three year old guy. He used to be married but it didn't work out. He's a father of two. Right now, he has an official girlfriend and I'm not sure how many girlfriends on the side.
Okay, okay. Before you start spewing out any remarks, hold your horses.
The guy is one of the most real friends you'll ever have. And I'm betting my Coach wristlet on that. Hehe! Seriously now, the guy is the embodiment of the overused cliché "what you see is what you get".
To strangers, Rexie may appear to be a guy who's not acting his age. But when you get to know him, you'll realize that the guy is just trying to have fun and that he actually has a lot of seemingly profound opinions in the disguise of a seemingly nonsensical remark.
In the almost two hours that we spent together, I got to pick up some thoughts from the guy.
Here are my favorites:
On Partners Contemplating Going Out with Another Person
"Everything that is new is exciting."
On Relationships Turning Boring
"Boring is good."
On Homophobics
"We are afraid of who we are."
What do you think? They're quite simple, huh but spend a few more moments on the issue and you'll see that something so simple can be so meaningful.
My thoughts for last night.
There goes my baking but at least, I got to know more about a friend. And I guess that's what's more important.
Yesterday, I got out of work at five thirty in the afternoon.
I was supposed to go home already to bake some stuff for selling but Rexie invited me to have light snacks first before going home. Since he told me that we would be going home before six, I agreed to go with him. We headed to his usual hang-out - Gasoline Alley. It's a bar-cum-restaurant located at Robinson's Galleria mall. He's been hanging out in the said bar for the past couple of days.
Before I continue, let me tell you more about Rexie. He's my team mate here at work and the first person I met in this company. Rexie is a teenager trapped in the body of a thirty-three year old guy. He used to be married but it didn't work out. He's a father of two. Right now, he has an official girlfriend and I'm not sure how many girlfriends on the side.
Okay, okay. Before you start spewing out any remarks, hold your horses.
The guy is one of the most real friends you'll ever have. And I'm betting my Coach wristlet on that. Hehe! Seriously now, the guy is the embodiment of the overused cliché "what you see is what you get".
To strangers, Rexie may appear to be a guy who's not acting his age. But when you get to know him, you'll realize that the guy is just trying to have fun and that he actually has a lot of seemingly profound opinions in the disguise of a seemingly nonsensical remark.
In the almost two hours that we spent together, I got to pick up some thoughts from the guy.
Here are my favorites:
On Partners Contemplating Going Out with Another Person
"Everything that is new is exciting."
On Relationships Turning Boring
"Boring is good."
On Homophobics
"We are afraid of who we are."
What do you think? They're quite simple, huh but spend a few more moments on the issue and you'll see that something so simple can be so meaningful.
My thoughts for last night.
There goes my baking but at least, I got to know more about a friend. And I guess that's what's more important.
Earth, Earth, Earth
You are the chinese element of Earth. People who are under the element of earth are sociable, responsible and reliable. Earth, you are a tactician, but you always crave acceptance and are usually hard headed. The color of earth is yellow and your symbol is the caldron. In between all of the seasons is when Earth shines, and your months are March/June/September/and December. Your weather condition is windy. Earth is the center direction, and your day is Saturday while your planet is Saturn. Animals under your element are usually naked. People under you are Manchu. Your sense is touch, your taste is sweet, your sound is singing and your virtue is good faith. Your organ is the spleen. You were created by Fire and you control Water.
Which of the 5 Chinese Elements Are You?
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You are the chinese element of Earth. People who are under the element of earth are sociable, responsible and reliable. Earth, you are a tactician, but you always crave acceptance and are usually hard headed. The color of earth is yellow and your symbol is the caldron. In between all of the seasons is when Earth shines, and your months are March/June/September/and December. Your weather condition is windy. Earth is the center direction, and your day is Saturday while your planet is Saturn. Animals under your element are usually naked. People under you are Manchu. Your sense is touch, your taste is sweet, your sound is singing and your virtue is good faith. Your organ is the spleen. You were created by Fire and you control Water.
Which of the 5 Chinese Elements Are You?
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Sunday, March 14, 2004
Fame on Saturday Night
Image from Symphonyhall
Saturday night was spent with fame.
Fame the musical I mean. Hehe!
Coming from work, I took the train to Makati and then took a cab to the theater. The show was supposed to start at eight and I got there a little before eight. Hunski was already in line since we got nonreserved seats and since I still had about ten minutes, I had a quick bite. Gawd! Was I hungry or was I hungry?
Anyway, the show started and it lasted for about two hours and a half. It was okay. I liked the dancing and the music. I also liked some of the songs that were sung. Acting was also good I guess.
A little bit of info about the musical.
It's a comedy drama set at New York City's High School of Performing Arts circa 1980s. The musical is about a group of young, talented teenagers and their four years of high school life in New York's premiere school for the performing arts. The group is the last class to graduate from the landmark building on West 46th Street.
The musical was developed by David De Silva. The book and lyrics were by Jose Fernandez and Jacques Levy. Providing the music to the lyrics was Steve Margoshes.
The Philippine production was produced by Repertory Philippines. It was directed by Baby Barredo.
Image from Symphonyhall
Saturday night was spent with fame.
Fame the musical I mean. Hehe!
Coming from work, I took the train to Makati and then took a cab to the theater. The show was supposed to start at eight and I got there a little before eight. Hunski was already in line since we got nonreserved seats and since I still had about ten minutes, I had a quick bite. Gawd! Was I hungry or was I hungry?
Anyway, the show started and it lasted for about two hours and a half. It was okay. I liked the dancing and the music. I also liked some of the songs that were sung. Acting was also good I guess.
A little bit of info about the musical.
It's a comedy drama set at New York City's High School of Performing Arts circa 1980s. The musical is about a group of young, talented teenagers and their four years of high school life in New York's premiere school for the performing arts. The group is the last class to graduate from the landmark building on West 46th Street.
The musical was developed by David De Silva. The book and lyrics were by Jose Fernandez and Jacques Levy. Providing the music to the lyrics was Steve Margoshes.
The Philippine production was produced by Repertory Philippines. It was directed by Baby Barredo.
Friday, March 12, 2004
This Week's Friday Five:
1. What was the last song you heard?
The last song I heard was Seasons of Love from Rent.
2. What were the last two movies you saw?
Of course, Mambo Italiano and Something's Gotta Give.
3. What were the last three things you purchased?
Yaiks! I just went shopping a while ago. I bought a purse from Jack Spade, black socks and a polo from Celio.
4. What four things do you need to do this weekend?
Work. Work. Work. Work.
5. Who are the last five people you talked to?
The last five people I talked to were Hunski, his best friend Omar, my best friend Eden, her best friend Mardie and the sales personnel from Jack Spade.
Me done. Your turn. Click here.
1. What was the last song you heard?
The last song I heard was Seasons of Love from Rent.
2. What were the last two movies you saw?
Of course, Mambo Italiano and Something's Gotta Give.
3. What were the last three things you purchased?
Yaiks! I just went shopping a while ago. I bought a purse from Jack Spade, black socks and a polo from Celio.
4. What four things do you need to do this weekend?
Work. Work. Work. Work.
5. Who are the last five people you talked to?
The last five people I talked to were Hunski, his best friend Omar, my best friend Eden, her best friend Mardie and the sales personnel from Jack Spade.
Me done. Your turn. Click here.
Let's Mambo
Angelo and Nino via MI.com
I watched Mambo Italiano last night at home together with Hunski.
And can I just say, I am currently loving it so much. Awwww!!! And not just because the lead character's name is Angelo and that he also worked in a call center. Hehehehe!
Will write more about the movie later. For now, here's the synopsis of the movie via the official site.
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Maria and Gino (GINETTE RENO and PAUL SORVINO), emigrated from Italy to Montreal in the 50's and married after their arrival in "the new world", a world they still haven't quite gotten used to. Their world is shattered when their son, Angelo (LUKE KIRBY), decides to get a place of his own. "What is so wrong with living with your parents until you get married?" they ask. They are relieved however, when Angelo's childhood buddy, Nino (PETER MILLER), decides to move in with their son. After all, Nino is an old family friend and he's a respectable cop. Their relief is short lived, as they find out that Nino and Angelo are much more than mere roommates-they're (gasp) lovers! All hell breaks loose (Italian-style, of course!) Horror is followed by a general outcry, disbelief is followed by indignation, the battlefield is cleared, and "tutta la famiglia" goes to war!
Will Angelo and Nino be able to resist the gargantuan pressure coming at them from all sides and find the strength to survive as a couple? Will Nino be able to withstand the seductive charms of the voluptuous Pina? Will Angelo find the courage to fully come out of the closet and confront the whole of them while he accepts himself?
Mambo Italiano is hysterically funny and deeply moving. Adapted from the successful play by the same name, the movie explores further the subtleties and complexities of this quintessential Italian family-a family straddling the cultures, traditions, and mores of the old and new worlds.
Angelo and Nino via MI.com
I watched Mambo Italiano last night at home together with Hunski.
And can I just say, I am currently loving it so much. Awwww!!! And not just because the lead character's name is Angelo and that he also worked in a call center. Hehehehe!
Will write more about the movie later. For now, here's the synopsis of the movie via the official site.
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Maria and Gino (GINETTE RENO and PAUL SORVINO), emigrated from Italy to Montreal in the 50's and married after their arrival in "the new world", a world they still haven't quite gotten used to. Their world is shattered when their son, Angelo (LUKE KIRBY), decides to get a place of his own. "What is so wrong with living with your parents until you get married?" they ask. They are relieved however, when Angelo's childhood buddy, Nino (PETER MILLER), decides to move in with their son. After all, Nino is an old family friend and he's a respectable cop. Their relief is short lived, as they find out that Nino and Angelo are much more than mere roommates-they're (gasp) lovers! All hell breaks loose (Italian-style, of course!) Horror is followed by a general outcry, disbelief is followed by indignation, the battlefield is cleared, and "tutta la famiglia" goes to war!
Will Angelo and Nino be able to resist the gargantuan pressure coming at them from all sides and find the strength to survive as a couple? Will Nino be able to withstand the seductive charms of the voluptuous Pina? Will Angelo find the courage to fully come out of the closet and confront the whole of them while he accepts himself?
Mambo Italiano is hysterically funny and deeply moving. Adapted from the successful play by the same name, the movie explores further the subtleties and complexities of this quintessential Italian family-a family straddling the cultures, traditions, and mores of the old and new worlds.
Nephrectomy is...
Nephrectomy Cut Image from LIJ Med Center
At about six thirty in the morning yesterday, I got a text message from my brother. My Dad was already brought down to the Operating Room. Uhm, I don't know why but despite the fact that I knew that the surgery would probably take a couple of hours, I immediately got up and left for the hospital.
Upon arrival at the hospital, it was only my brother at the room. I told him I'd go to my old office (which happened to be in the same building) first since Dad would probably still has to stay in the Recovery Room after the surgery. And there's nothing I can really do at the moment but wait.
And wait. And wait. And wait.
In the afternoon, an OR nurse friend of mine dropped by the office. We said hi to each other and then I told her that my dad was in the hospital and had a surgery in the morning. When I told her the name of my Dad and that he dad had his right kidney removed, she exclaimed, "Really? He was my first patient this morning! I didn't know he was your dad!"
So I proceeded to ask how the operation went and how my Dad was. She told me that the procedure was okay and that my dad was just in the Post-Anesthesia Care Unit aka Recovery Room. She told me that they removed a really huge mass along with the kidney of my dad (apologies to those who happen to be eating right now) and it seems everything was okay.
The procedure they did is called nephrectomy, which is the surgical procedure of removing a kidney or a section of a kidney. In my Dad's case, they had to remove the whole kidney since the unwanted mass has already attached itself to it. According to what I read, the procedure is performed on patient with cancer of the kidney (renal cell carcinoma); Nephrectomy, or kidney removal, is performed on patients with cancer of the kidney (renal cell carcinoma); a disease in which cysts (sac-like structures) displace healthy kidney tissue.
Uhm, my Dad's kidney and the mass were sent to the laboratory for a biopsy and we still have to hear from the lab to see if the mass was really cancerous. For now, I'm just glad my Dad's okay.
After my friend left, I had to wait for a little more time before my brother showed up and told me Dad was back in the room. I went back upstairs together with my brother and went to my Dad. He looked okay. He was just sleeping and still really groggy from the anesthesia. Nonetheless, he looked okay. Again, there was nothing much I can do but just hang around. We got a private room but not a suite so there was really nothing much to do in the room but let time pass by. I couldn't talk to my Dad yet and he's still not allowed to talk so I just slept as well.
In the evening, my brother arrived from the house and I left, since I wasn't really needed there and because only one guardian was allowed for the patient.
Later, I'm going back to the hospital. My brother told me that Dad's looking better now and that he's fully conscious already. There'll probably be some visitors today - cousins, uncles aunts.
Anyway, I'm just glad that my Dad's okay now. We may not be the best of buds but I really am happy that he's out of danger now. To all of you, friends, who prayed for my Dad, super dooper thanks from the bottom of my heart.
Nephrectomy Cut Image from LIJ Med Center
At about six thirty in the morning yesterday, I got a text message from my brother. My Dad was already brought down to the Operating Room. Uhm, I don't know why but despite the fact that I knew that the surgery would probably take a couple of hours, I immediately got up and left for the hospital.
Upon arrival at the hospital, it was only my brother at the room. I told him I'd go to my old office (which happened to be in the same building) first since Dad would probably still has to stay in the Recovery Room after the surgery. And there's nothing I can really do at the moment but wait.
And wait. And wait. And wait.
In the afternoon, an OR nurse friend of mine dropped by the office. We said hi to each other and then I told her that my dad was in the hospital and had a surgery in the morning. When I told her the name of my Dad and that he dad had his right kidney removed, she exclaimed, "Really? He was my first patient this morning! I didn't know he was your dad!"
So I proceeded to ask how the operation went and how my Dad was. She told me that the procedure was okay and that my dad was just in the Post-Anesthesia Care Unit aka Recovery Room. She told me that they removed a really huge mass along with the kidney of my dad (apologies to those who happen to be eating right now) and it seems everything was okay.
The procedure they did is called nephrectomy, which is the surgical procedure of removing a kidney or a section of a kidney. In my Dad's case, they had to remove the whole kidney since the unwanted mass has already attached itself to it. According to what I read, the procedure is performed on patient with cancer of the kidney (renal cell carcinoma); Nephrectomy, or kidney removal, is performed on patients with cancer of the kidney (renal cell carcinoma); a disease in which cysts (sac-like structures) displace healthy kidney tissue.
Uhm, my Dad's kidney and the mass were sent to the laboratory for a biopsy and we still have to hear from the lab to see if the mass was really cancerous. For now, I'm just glad my Dad's okay.
After my friend left, I had to wait for a little more time before my brother showed up and told me Dad was back in the room. I went back upstairs together with my brother and went to my Dad. He looked okay. He was just sleeping and still really groggy from the anesthesia. Nonetheless, he looked okay. Again, there was nothing much I can do but just hang around. We got a private room but not a suite so there was really nothing much to do in the room but let time pass by. I couldn't talk to my Dad yet and he's still not allowed to talk so I just slept as well.
In the evening, my brother arrived from the house and I left, since I wasn't really needed there and because only one guardian was allowed for the patient.
Later, I'm going back to the hospital. My brother told me that Dad's looking better now and that he's fully conscious already. There'll probably be some visitors today - cousins, uncles aunts.
Anyway, I'm just glad that my Dad's okay now. We may not be the best of buds but I really am happy that he's out of danger now. To all of you, friends, who prayed for my Dad, super dooper thanks from the bottom of my heart.
Wednesday, March 10, 2004
Quite A View
My office is on the twenty-fifth floor of the building and offers quite a view. From my vantage point right now, I can see the greater part of the metropolis.
Directly to the left part of the building are the spacious compound of the Asian Development Bank and one of the country's largest shopping malls, SM Megamall. Further to my left, I can see the skyscrapers of the business district of Makati. Right directly across my building is the lush greens of a golf course and the huge houses of posh Wack-Wack Village. I also have a view of the Metro Rail Transit and the vehicles moving along major city high way EDSA. The vehicles remind me of the Matchbox toys I had when I was a kid. While the Metro Rail Transit seems like a toy train in my eyes. And then I also see the familiar telecommunications tower near my house, looking like a thick line because of the distance.
While it may appear to be a good view, it's not. Because from where I am right now, I can see the thick smog which envelopes the entire city. As I stare out of the window every morning, I can see a thick black imaginary line that separates the smog from the blue skies.
And I can't help but say, "My gawd! Is this the air we breathe? It's poison."
Every morning, and throughout the day, I always get this view. And instead of saying, "Wow! What a view!", what I can only say is,
"Uhm, quite a view, huh?"
My office is on the twenty-fifth floor of the building and offers quite a view. From my vantage point right now, I can see the greater part of the metropolis.
Directly to the left part of the building are the spacious compound of the Asian Development Bank and one of the country's largest shopping malls, SM Megamall. Further to my left, I can see the skyscrapers of the business district of Makati. Right directly across my building is the lush greens of a golf course and the huge houses of posh Wack-Wack Village. I also have a view of the Metro Rail Transit and the vehicles moving along major city high way EDSA. The vehicles remind me of the Matchbox toys I had when I was a kid. While the Metro Rail Transit seems like a toy train in my eyes. And then I also see the familiar telecommunications tower near my house, looking like a thick line because of the distance.
While it may appear to be a good view, it's not. Because from where I am right now, I can see the thick smog which envelopes the entire city. As I stare out of the window every morning, I can see a thick black imaginary line that separates the smog from the blue skies.
And I can't help but say, "My gawd! Is this the air we breathe? It's poison."
Every morning, and throughout the day, I always get this view. And instead of saying, "Wow! What a view!", what I can only say is,
"Uhm, quite a view, huh?"
Tuesday, March 09, 2004
A Simple Request
My dad's been admitted into the hospital this afternoon.
That means that the surgery will take place within the next few days. I haven't seen him yet. Will probably go to the hospital tomorrow or Thursday. Hopefully, everything turns out well.
Prayers, guys, please. Prayers.
Thanks.
My dad's been admitted into the hospital this afternoon.
That means that the surgery will take place within the next few days. I haven't seen him yet. Will probably go to the hospital tomorrow or Thursday. Hopefully, everything turns out well.
Prayers, guys, please. Prayers.
Thanks.
Super Sora
"Which Kingdom Hearts Character Are You?"
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I actually got to play - no, watch - this game. A friend of Hunski lent the game to him and he playeed the game for a couple of tiems. I don't really know what happened. Uhm, I tried playing it but I only got frustrated. Hehe!
"Which Kingdom Hearts Character Are You?"
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I actually got to play - no, watch - this game. A friend of Hunski lent the game to him and he playeed the game for a couple of tiems. I don't really know what happened. Uhm, I tried playing it but I only got frustrated. Hehe!
Sunday, March 07, 2004
Prayers Please
While I was preparing to go to the bridal shower of a friend yesterday, I received a text message from my Mom.
Here's what the message says:
"Your dad needs to have his right kidney removed. The lump on it is already need. We need to look for three blood donors.
Also, prepare your HMO card because it'll help shoulder the hospital bills."
Uhm, I don't know how to react to it. I know my dad's been going to the doctor these past few weeks and I know he needed to undergo some surgery but I thought it was just going to be a minor surgery.
And now this.
I find it weird that my dad has to go through what he's going through right now because he's been having a healthy life, as far as I know. He hasn't been complaining about anything for the longest time. I guess it's his age. He's in his late sixties already. (Obviously, he got married at a very late age.)
Whatever the case, I'd like to ask for your prayers that everything will go well with his impending surgery. We're still in the process of looking for blood donors right now. I'll be going home later after work and I'll find out about the whole situation only later.
Please pray for him. Thanks.
While I was preparing to go to the bridal shower of a friend yesterday, I received a text message from my Mom.
Here's what the message says:
"Your dad needs to have his right kidney removed. The lump on it is already need. We need to look for three blood donors.
Also, prepare your HMO card because it'll help shoulder the hospital bills."
Uhm, I don't know how to react to it. I know my dad's been going to the doctor these past few weeks and I know he needed to undergo some surgery but I thought it was just going to be a minor surgery.
And now this.
I find it weird that my dad has to go through what he's going through right now because he's been having a healthy life, as far as I know. He hasn't been complaining about anything for the longest time. I guess it's his age. He's in his late sixties already. (Obviously, he got married at a very late age.)
Whatever the case, I'd like to ask for your prayers that everything will go well with his impending surgery. We're still in the process of looking for blood donors right now. I'll be going home later after work and I'll find out about the whole situation only later.
Please pray for him. Thanks.
Saturday, March 06, 2004
I'm an Orange Guy
Your Energy is Orange. Restless at times, you are a very focused self starter. People with orange energy are organized, inspirational and design concious. You are confident in your abilities and like to be in control.
You would make a good architect, teacher, designer, or entreprenuer.
What color is your energy?
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Your Energy is Orange. Restless at times, you are a very focused self starter. People with orange energy are organized, inspirational and design concious. You are confident in your abilities and like to be in control.
You would make a good architect, teacher, designer, or entreprenuer.
What color is your energy?
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Friday, March 05, 2004
This Week's Friday Five
What was...
1. ...your first grade teacher's name?
I had a lot of grade one teachers but my homeroom teach was Mrs. Alma Baldovino. She was a nice teacher.
2. ...your favorite Saturday morning cartoon?
Uhm, I think it was Visionaries or Thundercats. Geez! Do you see how old I am now?
3. ...the name of your very first best friend?
If I'm not mistaken, they were Carlos and Sal. Both were my elementary school classmates.
4. ...your favorite breakfast cereal?
Kellogg's. That's was everyone's favorite when I was a kid.
5. ...your favorite thing to do after school?
Play with my classmates. Doesn't everyone do that?
I'm done. Your turn. Click here. Please.
What was...
1. ...your first grade teacher's name?
I had a lot of grade one teachers but my homeroom teach was Mrs. Alma Baldovino. She was a nice teacher.
2. ...your favorite Saturday morning cartoon?
Uhm, I think it was Visionaries or Thundercats. Geez! Do you see how old I am now?
3. ...the name of your very first best friend?
If I'm not mistaken, they were Carlos and Sal. Both were my elementary school classmates.
4. ...your favorite breakfast cereal?
Kellogg's. That's was everyone's favorite when I was a kid.
5. ...your favorite thing to do after school?
Play with my classmates. Doesn't everyone do that?
I'm done. Your turn. Click here. Please.
Thursday, March 04, 2004
The Problem with a Weekday Day-off
Today and tomorrow are supposedly my "weekend" days since I have work this coming Saturday, and most probably, as well as Sunday.
It sucks. I know.
Right now, I'm here at my old workplace, here at the University of the Philippines Manila. I'm using the computer that used to be mine. I'm sitting on the chair that used to be mine. I'm listening to the cheesy music playing on the radio station that my old officemates love. There may have been some changes but whatever they are, they're not that too big a deal for me to notice them.
And what am I doing here?
I'm here to pick up something from one of the University departments. And I'm here to visit my old officemate. And of course, I'm here to offer some help to the programs that I used to handle.
You see, that is the problem with having a weekday day-off. It never really is a day-off.
I dunno about you but for a person with a gazillion things to do, the weekday days-off are just seen as an opportunity to do more work. Last night at dinner, I made a list of things to be done today. I wasn't that surprised with the list that I came up with. More than half are related to work.
Need to call some people re: the discount card that we're planning to come up with for the employees. Of course, when I woke up this morning and I was looking for the letters I sent out, I can't find them. Dammit! :) I also need to call my graduate school to ask them, no, let me correct that, I need to beg them to take me back in. So I called them up and they told me that I need to go there in person and speak (read: beg) with the graduate school chair to take me back in again. Hence, that means that I need to go to the graduate school tomorrow to fix that (and I thought Friday would be a rest day for me!!!)
Sigh. I wouldn't be doing this whole graduate school thing had Purdue admitted me into their program. Hehehehe!!! :)
Had my days off been a Saturday and a Sunday, I wouldn't go through all these. In a way, it is good that my days off for this week were weekdays. At least, that gives me two more days to do the things that I have to do.
How come I never seem to run out of things to do? It's like I just finished with one thing and then, another one pops up. Sometimes, I tell Hunski that I wish we had 36-hour days instead of 24-hour days. But I guess that wouldn't be good for everyone, huh?
If that's the case, then I guess there would only be more things needed to be done. And we wouldn't like that, won't we?
Take care everyone. :)
Today and tomorrow are supposedly my "weekend" days since I have work this coming Saturday, and most probably, as well as Sunday.
It sucks. I know.
Right now, I'm here at my old workplace, here at the University of the Philippines Manila. I'm using the computer that used to be mine. I'm sitting on the chair that used to be mine. I'm listening to the cheesy music playing on the radio station that my old officemates love. There may have been some changes but whatever they are, they're not that too big a deal for me to notice them.
And what am I doing here?
I'm here to pick up something from one of the University departments. And I'm here to visit my old officemate. And of course, I'm here to offer some help to the programs that I used to handle.
You see, that is the problem with having a weekday day-off. It never really is a day-off.
I dunno about you but for a person with a gazillion things to do, the weekday days-off are just seen as an opportunity to do more work. Last night at dinner, I made a list of things to be done today. I wasn't that surprised with the list that I came up with. More than half are related to work.
Need to call some people re: the discount card that we're planning to come up with for the employees. Of course, when I woke up this morning and I was looking for the letters I sent out, I can't find them. Dammit! :) I also need to call my graduate school to ask them, no, let me correct that, I need to beg them to take me back in. So I called them up and they told me that I need to go there in person and speak (read: beg) with the graduate school chair to take me back in again. Hence, that means that I need to go to the graduate school tomorrow to fix that (and I thought Friday would be a rest day for me!!!)
Sigh. I wouldn't be doing this whole graduate school thing had Purdue admitted me into their program. Hehehehe!!! :)
Had my days off been a Saturday and a Sunday, I wouldn't go through all these. In a way, it is good that my days off for this week were weekdays. At least, that gives me two more days to do the things that I have to do.
How come I never seem to run out of things to do? It's like I just finished with one thing and then, another one pops up. Sometimes, I tell Hunski that I wish we had 36-hour days instead of 24-hour days. But I guess that wouldn't be good for everyone, huh?
If that's the case, then I guess there would only be more things needed to be done. And we wouldn't like that, won't we?
Take care everyone. :)
Tuesday, March 02, 2004
Hail to the King
Image from EverythingOscar.com
So Hollywood's biggest and grandest awards night has just ended. And how come I'm not really surprised by the results of the awards night. I guess a lot of people have also somewhat expected the results of the awards.
As expected, LOTR: Return of the King swept more than half, eleven to be exact, of the highly coveted awards which included Best Picture as well as Best Director. The night was more like an LOTR: Return of the King Awards night rather than the Annual Academy Awards. Just kidding.
I believe that Peter Jackson and his entire cast and crew deserved it. The special effects were astounding, the costume design was amazing, the direction was great, and the actors were also superb. You can't help but really feel that you were brought to Middle Earth.
Hail to the King!!!
Image from EverythingOscar.com
So Hollywood's biggest and grandest awards night has just ended. And how come I'm not really surprised by the results of the awards night. I guess a lot of people have also somewhat expected the results of the awards.
As expected, LOTR: Return of the King swept more than half, eleven to be exact, of the highly coveted awards which included Best Picture as well as Best Director. The night was more like an LOTR: Return of the King Awards night rather than the Annual Academy Awards. Just kidding.
I believe that Peter Jackson and his entire cast and crew deserved it. The special effects were astounding, the costume design was amazing, the direction was great, and the actors were also superb. You can't help but really feel that you were brought to Middle Earth.
Hail to the King!!!
Monday, March 01, 2004
"Bye Bye Sex and the City"
Six seasons, four ladies, an unaccounted number of Manolo Blahniks and, more importantly, men, the ladies of Sex and the City bids farewell to all of us. They made us laugh, they made us cry. They and I'm sure they gave us all more than what our imagination
I have no intention to spoil the fun for anyone so I'm not going to post the ending of the much beloved television series on my much beloved blog. If you wish to know how things turned out for our ladies, just click here and here.
Uhm, did I like the ending? Well, yes and no. Okay, but before I go on to telling you about why I liked and did not like ending of the series, have I seen the concluding episodes? No, I haven't seen the show's finale yet. I just go to the SATC site and get my weekly dose of SATC from there. I can't wait to watch the whole season, actually. Unfortunately, even Season 5 hasn't aired yet here in the country.
Moving on, moving on.
Well, here are some reasons why I liked the ending of the series:
1. I'm really happy that the girls have, in one way or another, completely "grown up" into being women. (Okay, I was already typing the body of this section but then I realized that I was typing in a summary of the last two episodes.) Good thing I came to my sense, huh? Hehehe!!!
2. Great location. I'm impressed that the series is really ending with a bang! And having shot the last two episodes in Paris just made the concluding episode of the series more memorable. It's always refreshing for viewers, I know you would agree with me on this, to see something new aside from the towering skyscrapers of Manhattan, right?
I can only think of one reason why I didn't really like how the show ended. And the reason can be said in just one word - ---.
But before I even begin to tire myself discussing why I think Carrie should have ended up with Aidan or Jack (Berger), I prefer to just accept how the way things turned out for her. Just be happy with how the series ended, right?
I mean, it's only logical thing to do. If the girls are happy, then we must also be happy, don't you think so?
Bye-bye Sex and the City!!!
Six seasons, four ladies, an unaccounted number of Manolo Blahniks and, more importantly, men, the ladies of Sex and the City bids farewell to all of us. They made us laugh, they made us cry. They and I'm sure they gave us all more than what our imagination
I have no intention to spoil the fun for anyone so I'm not going to post the ending of the much beloved television series on my much beloved blog. If you wish to know how things turned out for our ladies, just click here and here.
Uhm, did I like the ending? Well, yes and no. Okay, but before I go on to telling you about why I liked and did not like ending of the series, have I seen the concluding episodes? No, I haven't seen the show's finale yet. I just go to the SATC site and get my weekly dose of SATC from there. I can't wait to watch the whole season, actually. Unfortunately, even Season 5 hasn't aired yet here in the country.
Moving on, moving on.
Well, here are some reasons why I liked the ending of the series:
1. I'm really happy that the girls have, in one way or another, completely "grown up" into being women. (Okay, I was already typing the body of this section but then I realized that I was typing in a summary of the last two episodes.) Good thing I came to my sense, huh? Hehehe!!!
2. Great location. I'm impressed that the series is really ending with a bang! And having shot the last two episodes in Paris just made the concluding episode of the series more memorable. It's always refreshing for viewers, I know you would agree with me on this, to see something new aside from the towering skyscrapers of Manhattan, right?
I can only think of one reason why I didn't really like how the show ended. And the reason can be said in just one word - ---.
But before I even begin to tire myself discussing why I think Carrie should have ended up with Aidan or Jack (Berger), I prefer to just accept how the way things turned out for her. Just be happy with how the series ended, right?
I mean, it's only logical thing to do. If the girls are happy, then we must also be happy, don't you think so?
Bye-bye Sex and the City!!!
