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A	Arty
I	Intelligent

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for myself...and my dear friend Claire


To let go does not mean to stop caring;
It means I can’t do it for someone else.

To let go is not to cut myself off;
It’s the realization I can’t control another.

To let go is to admit powerlessness,
Which means the outcome is not in my hands.

To let go is to enable,
But also to allow learning from natural consequences.

To let go is not to try to change or blame another;
It’s to make the most of myself.

To let go is not to judge,
But to allow another to be a human being.

To let go is not to be in the middle of arranging all the outcomes,
But to allow others to affect their destinies.

To let go is not to be protective;
It’s to permit another to face reality.

To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
But instead to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.

To let go is not to criticize and regulate,
But to try to become what I dream I can be.

To let go is not to regret the past,
But to grow and love for the future.

To let go is not to deny, but to accept
To let go is to fear less, and love more.

-author unknown-

wonderful beings
treasures true
that's what you are to me, my friend
yes, you

gentle, caring souls
confidantes true
that's what you are to me, my friend
yes, you

shoulder to cry on
cheerful companion
that's what you are to me, my friend
yes, you

God-sent
life's blessing
friends like you always are
that's why i treasure you.

gag me!

i just made my first mug of coffee.

yeah..first since i had a cup of coffee at lunch

well...blame it on work and the weather.

rain, cold temp, work. them the culprits.

i don't care what you say. i am sticking to my story.
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You're all about the music. Not too incredibly
mainstream, but not too incredibly underground.
It's awfully hard for anyone to oppose you,
seeing as how you rule.


What band from the 80s are you?
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wow! this is very right on...the color eyes i mean



Your eye color should be brown! You have a love and
knack for anything creative and artistic. You
can be a tad stubborn at times, but are an
overall good person with a classy and cool
edge.


What Color Eyes Should You Have?
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...yep! my eyes are brown. and of course the description is very me indeed!


...hmm...kewl...


Mermaid:
Mermaids, similar to Centaurs, have a torso of a
human and the body of a fish. You are curious
yet reserved in your actions. You like to have
fun but never at the expense of others and you
never roughhouse. You love water and the
creatures in it and feel it is your job to make
sure they stay safe.


What Mythological Creature Are You
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I found the perfect poem for my friends. How I wish I could write as beautifully, to show how grateful I am for the friendship and how much I cherish them all.


May our friendship last forever;
May I sail upon your sea.
May we go through life together;
May there always be a "we."

May I breathe your endless sky;
May you breathe my gentle air.
May you never wonder why
Each time you look for me, I'm there.

May be we for each a smile
Like the warm, life-giving sun;
Yet when we're in pain awhile;
May our suffering be one.

May we share our special days,
The happiness of one for two;
And if we must go our separate ways,
Let my love remain with you.

- Nicholas Gordon

I have been so busy I usually forget the time. Oh, scratch that. I do remember to look at the clock but I am not mindful that it is telling me to go home and call it a day. Work does that to you.

If someone told me exactly 4 months ago that I was gonna be this busy, I would've just laughed it off. I am used to going home late. However, not always because of work. I am used to pressure - work-related or otherwise. But being OM puts a whole new meaning to the word stress. It's like all the concerns of the world I have to look into. If all I had to look into were decisions about procedure, process and system, not a problem. It's like baking and eating your own cake.

Human relations, though, is a whole new ballgame - no hard and fast rules. It's all case to case, personality to personality, ego to ego basis. But there's this type of personality that really is bull when encountered in the work place. When will these types learn to leave their attitude where they got it - at home.

Dealing with pricks is a full time job. These people who can be handfuls deserve a good whopping. Oohh I was so tempted to ask the boss to let me join in the meeting so I could scratch someone's face and gouge their eyes out. Thankfully, pride reigned. I will not stoop to that level of cockiness and overconfidence.

One good thing that has come out in all this is the satisfaction I get in knowing I am working with truly talented, intelligent, resourceful individuals. With these guys and gals, common sense is indeed common. Pun intended. These folks may not dress the way stereotyped yuppies do, but the dedication and professionalism is unmatched. Seeing them do a damn fine job, I swell with pride.

Because of this, I am proud to be their OM. More so that I am their colleague and friend. These three things make coming home tired and stressed seem like one of life's many blessings. One I know I will look back on someday with fondness and humility.

Hard work spotlights the character of people: some turn up their sleeves, some turn up their noses, and some don't turn up at all. - Sam Ewing

haven't blogged in myspace for a while. they improved the site. kewl. now i got somewhere to post all my quiz results

Invited by uncle's family for dinner at their house. Presumably to celebrate an early "happy fiesta" at their place in Consolacion.

After stuffing our faces, we all gathered in front of the tv and watched my youngest niece's choice of tv show from the Disney Channel.

The show My Wife and Kids was hilarious. "My stiff neck just got lower!" uttered by Damon Wayans got us all into belly laughs.

Ah, Sundays....

Crazy as life can get, it really is what we make it. - Maryann

How true. I totally agree.

Thanks, Mary!

muah

Excerpts from Moments for Singles, by Leigh McLeroy.

"God, it's just me. Have you noticed? As much as I try to not to, sometimes I feel like one half of a really great pair of shoes. I have so many good things in my life that it seems ungrateful to keep asking you for this one thing, but where else would I take my request? I want to share my life with someone. And I want any choice that brings me joy to bring you glory. Wanting only one or the other would make my life considerably less complicated, but I still want them both. I know that you are completely aware of my situation, and that you have plans for my welfare--plans to give me a future and a hope. Even knowing that, I don't always rest easily. So please remind me often that I am yours, and that I am not alone. I'll never stop needing to hear that, no matter what my future holds."

"The happiest, most satisfied men and women I know are not defined by the presence or absence of a mate, but by their relationship with their Maker. Conversely, the most miserable people I know are those who--married or single--continue to look to another person for their identity."


special thanks to Kevin for sharing this.

This is a great site! I took the quiz (for girls) and I believe my results fit me just about right.

Some highlights:

One very positive thing you can do is offer her new experiences -- the Progressive Girl is fearless about trying new things. Whether it's pluralism, skydiving, Asian peanut sauce, or this book, the Progressive Girl is always looking for new ideas.

She Might Be a Progressive Girl if:

She drives: a small SUV but really wishes it got better mileage; once she can get a good hybrid, she will.
(I wish I had an SUV )
She can talk for more than ten minutes about: just about anything.
(Guilty! )
She begins her sentences with: "Susan Sarandon says..."
(I most certainly do not! "According to Oprah..." )
She'd never: pass up the chance for a new experience.
(What're we waiting for?! Let's go! )
She owns any of the following: a water filter, a tabletop fountain, an acre of rain forest, a mutt from the pound.
(I do wanna own an acre of rain forest... )

I am tired.
I am sick.

Bed.
All I can think of all day.

Restful sleep.
All I am longing for right now.

It's amazing how some days you read what you wrote previously and think: Whoa! It's so like the way I feel right now...

Well, today is one of those days.

He nagged me no end to start my blog here. (Okay..."nagged no end" seems a bit much but hey...a little drama always helped )

Now he said goodbye to tabulas and now blogs elsewhere.

Well, at least he is still blogging.

I was cranky when Mom made a sudden request to print out something she needed for school.

Why?
I had to get up and leave the comfortable snug of bed.

Stupid.
I tried as best as I could to put on a smile and talk nice. This is my mother asking me to do something so simple.

A little sacrifice to show I care should not even be termed as such.

Manscaping - the act of grooming, shaving or trimming hair on the male body.

I get a kick out of learning new terms from watching Queer Eye for the Straight Guy.

I got to drive Dad's car today!!!


All was good as my brother and I cruised along Salinas Drive then Banilad Road on the way to the office so I could visit the team that was made to work today -- a Sunday, for crying out loud!

After the very short visit, as I was driving along the Mandaue Highway, rain poured and I was dead smack in the middle of almost zero visibility. I was almost kissing the windshield as I tried to make sure I was still in my lane. No choice but to change plans and head to Ayala instead of SM to buy my lens solution.

Ayala access road had slight traffic and it was then that my fear of being in a mishap started creeping up on me. My brother became concerned because I was driving like I just got behind the wheel for the first time. all those other drivers who kept cutting me off. I will have my day!

Screw that last statement. There will be jerks and there will be jerks behind the wheel. I just have to keep in mind my brother's reminders: Relax, don't clutch-ride, keep your eyes open and on the road ahead. You will be fine.

It's always a good feeling when I get to drive. Makes me look forward to the day I will have my own car, be able to go anywhere I want to go, and be there for family and friends who would need a ride. But hey, I am not in the market to be anyone's chauffeur! Well...maybe not anyone's, but certainly Mom's.

12:15am
the cable tv show i was watching just ended. i got up to turn off the tv when my mobile rings. Call kept flashing so i knew it was an overseas number. who could be calling me at this time? it can't be cacai. she usually calls sunday a.m.

12:16am
answered the phone. whopteedoo! it was a client.


12:19am
client called again. forgot to mention something really important.

12:23am
sent text message to ryan to let him know the news - his team had to work today
sent text message to the boss, too, so he would know.
well, it soothed my anger somewhat that he, too, disapproved of how the client approached the whole thing.

how's that to start one's day, huh? i hadn't even "ended" my day yet so-to-speak as i was just getting ready for bed. i couldn't sleep until 2am; was awakened at 4am because i was supposed to drive mom to the pier (i had to beg off because by then i had a splitting headache. nice! disappointed mom again because of work...damn damn damn! good thing my bro was around to take over chauffeur duty.)

8:41am
woke up to the mobile's text message tone. slight problem causing a delay to the team. oh joy! now i have to wake up the IT guy to help them out.

couldn't go back to sleep; the headache is getting worse. good thing my bro is still asleep, mom is off to bohol, and dad is still on duty. anyone who disturbs me at this very moment is gonna regret it.

what a nice way to end a boring and totally blah start of the work week - eyes glued to the movie screen, hearing the sound thru dolby surround, munching popcorn (wa'y cheddar? ) and enjoying the show with friends.

movie of the moment: sky captain and the world of tomorrow

A friend is one who sees through you and still enjoys the view.
- Wilma Askinas

"Why do you decry the world we live in? There are good people in it. Isn't muddle a better breeding ground for kindliness and individuality than a world order that's imposed, a world order that may be right today and wrong tomorrow? I would rather have a world of kindly, faulty, human beings, than a world of superior robots who've said goodbye to pity and understanding and sympathy."

- Destiny Unknown by Agatha Christie

I was really struck by this. Many times I have felt like I could not answer when asked for my political views. And in the times I did voice out those views, I always felt like I was being judged as just a little bit left of center. No matter. My views are my own.

Had a chance to read (in advance) an email exchange that really cracked me up. T'was something I should be reading tomorrow yet...but I just couldn't pass up the chance. Entertainment was what I got.

Sigh
People get defensive over the silliest things. This statement is borne out of experience. I have had my share of flaring nostrils and steam coming out of my ears because of email gone bad. But what I had the pleasure of perusing earlier grabbed top honors.

Putting yourself on the line for someone who doesn't deserve it is poor judgment. Defending someone who doesn't need it is laughable. CC'ing your bosses about it is pure stupidity.

Not only do you come out looking like you didn't understand a single thing that was written; you open yourself up to a host of questions you know you're gonna sweat trying to answer.

Oh well...it's done.

Now we sit and wait for the next episode in this email drama to unfold.

Pshaw!

The true test of character is not how much we know how to do, but how we behave when we don't know what to do.
- John Holt

when aliens in my mind dwell
my own thoughts i know not
swirling escaping dreams
never letting me rest

haunting
taunting
leaving me
listless

wanting
needing
never finding
yet

They call it last song syndrome.

In my case it's more like song imprint. I dunno what it is but I just got to hear REM's What's the Frequency, Kenneth? at least nth times a day. This week I spent most of my time at the work place so I played the song over and over where only I could listen to it. My brother would've screamed bloody murder if he heard me play the song again and again and again and again at home. Well, even Michael Stipe would've screamed his head off, too. Or not.

What's The Frequency, Kenneth?
R.E.M

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
I was brain-dead, locked out, numb, not up to speed
I thought I'd pegged you an idiot's dream
Tunnel vision from the outsider's screen
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh

I'd studied your cartoons, radio, music, TV, movies, magazines
Richard said, "Withdrawal in disgust is not the same as apathy"
A smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh

"What's the frequency, Kenneth?" is your Benzedrine, uh-huh
Butterfly decal in your mirror, dogging the scene
You smile like the cartoon, tooth for a tooth
You said that irony was the shackles of youth
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I never understood the frequency, uh-huh
You wore our expectations like an armored suit, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You said that irony was the shackles of youth, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
You wore a shirt of violent green, uh-huh
I couldn't understand
I never understood, don't fuck with me, uh-huh

That feeling is creeping up again. The weird, sickening sensation that I am not in control; that I am just here for the ride.

Well, am I or am I not?

...and I mean that in a positive way. The day just flew past, like the wind. Next thing I know, it's 4pm; two hours shy of bail time.

In my dreams. When was the last time I went home at end of day's work hour? Suddenly, I developed amnesia. I can't remember.

My October 26 entry went pffft

A moment of silence please...

(no...you cannot post comments out of respect.)

A brilliant mind is useless without a fighting heart because in life's challenges, you make an impression with what you say, but you make a name with what you do.

- shared to me by angel scribe

It has been a while since I listened to Guano Apes. Not because I have outgrown them. I simply wanted to recapture the feeling I had when I heard them for the first time. I have several favorites, among them Open Your Eyes and Lords of the Boards.

This song, however, grabbed my undivided attention. This time.

song title: No Speech
artist: Guano Apes

Ready to take off
do it slow
I’m living on the bottom
I got to go
five little fingers
grabbing at the glass
gone, those days
now I’m running
up and down in my cage

Too late to defend, I’m buried - insane
don’t you know there’s more to life than to win
are you that kind of stereotype?
there’s no time, there’s no time
there’s nothing I could answer

No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I got to get home
so let me free, this is not my home

Put away your flashing stick
don’t try to get closer through my head
give me, give me more of your own
a little more, don’t wanna be , don’t wanna be
anybody’s clown

Too late to defend, I’m buried - insane
don’t you know there’s more to life than to win
are you that kind of stereotype ?
there's no time, there’s no time
there’s nothing I could answer

No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I got to get home
so let me free, this is not my home

I got to get home
I've got to get home
oh boy
I've got to get home
I've got to get home

I've got got to get to get
You got got to get to get
I've got got to get to get
You got got to get to get

No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I got to get home
so let me free, this is not my home

No Speech
as long as I get nothing
No Speech
as long as I get nothing
but I got to get home
so let me free, this is not my home
I've got got to get

I was in a better mood this morning than I was the past two days. Just got frustrated over a lot of things that I couldn't, for the life of me, share with anyone. But I am glad I got to open up a bit about it, no matter how vaguely, to Chicki and Greza.

Now I am walking on thin air because I will finally get to take in and devour everything Baguio can offer me. Total overload of the senses. Yippee!! I will not allow anything to hold me back from this well-deserved and very much longed-for break.

November 25 -29. My calendar has been marked!

Lookit Greza B having fun with the Halloween goodies at SM City.
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