butterfly kisses

You are PUNK! You like being around those who are
really close to you. You get depressed most times
but you just wanna live! You have a lot of
feelings and thoughts inside that you keep to
yourself! Sometimes you don't know who to trust.
You have friends that believe in you and know the
real you, which means the most.


Are you GOTHIC, PREP, PUNK,UNIQUE (girls only)
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I need sleep.

There. I finally said it.

But will deep slumber give my soul the rest it needs, the serenity it longs for?

I did say I was gonna cut down on my coffee consumption. New Year's resolution for 2005. Yeah. Right. I lasted all of 7 days. One week. An achievement in itself.

I went back to drinking my favorite brew, and had no guilty qualm whatsoever.

This morning I got to talking about food and a friend oh-so-casually asked: "Weren't you trying to cut down on coffee? Wasn't that your New Year's resolution?"

Aarghh! Why the heck did you have to remind me?!

I just smiled. Gave some feeble excuse about trying to cut back.

Oh really....having 5 mugs of coffee in a week is cutting back? Lordy, gimme a break!

He suggested I try tea. Fine. As long as it's peppermint or mint or whatever else. Just not bloody lemongrass. Mega yuck!

So here is me, at this hour, trying his peppermint tea. Tastes good. Shoot! I just may be able to give up coffee.

The horror!!!

Shivers!

Just a week, Fay. 7 days.

An essential role of a leader is to make sure all priorities are part of the discussion of how to achieve success.

Are You Gonna Be My Girl by Jet

"So 1, 2, 3, take my hand and come with me Because you look so fine And I really wanna make you mine" You impressed almost everyone in 2004 - and surprised yourself.

Yup. That's right. I did surprise myself in 2004. It was a huge year for me, in every aspect of my life.

2005 started great, too. Life is good.

Now I know how stuffed fish atop a grill with hot coals would feel. If they could still feel at all.

I thought having to contend with C's being the female version of The Buzz was gruelling enough. G following suit just left me flabbergasted. C wouldn't listen nor accept my arguments. Now G's on her side of the fence!!

They had these mischievous smiles on their faces as they constantly would say "OK, enough. Let's get back to the subject of Fay." I really thought I was seeing my friends with little horns perched atop their supposed halos.

But on the whole, last night was a lot of fun. Of course, the out-of-towner Crish not being able to join us was a bummer but, hey, she needed all the pampering she could get. There is always a next time.

However, I pray to high heavens there won't be a next time for a Fay Grilling Session. 198% of it ain't even true.

I didn't sleep a wink when I got home Saturday evening until early morning of Sunday.

What the heck is wrong with me?

Got to drive late afternoon-early evening of Saturday.

The circumstances behind how that came about was initially scary. Me and my overactive imagination. Sheesh! On the whole, it was such a relief to know it wasn't anywhere near the morbid thoughts I had in my mind.

Enough said.

Been so adamant before about not joining any more friend networking sites because I already had friendster, myspace, orkut and everyone's connected. I have even abandoned the last two because it was getting tiresome. Everyone was joining multiply, hi5 and a host of new ones.

My bro showing me his site got me started at multiply. Tsk. What my friends couldn't get me to do - sign up - H did by not inviting me. He just showed me his site. My fingers itched to put comments on his journal entries, his photos and everything else that would allow comments/replies. One cannot do so without having his/her own multiply account. So sign up I did. http://pai318.multiply.com


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Got permission to go home an hour early. Met some girl friends for dinner, coffee/dessert, and lots of catching up. Sigh! As always, whenever I am with Maryann, Liza and Vivien, no place we go to ever stays quiet for long.

All this talk about how hearts' day is just a few days away and those with no partners are to be present at the firing squad. Only...it's not firing squad but bazooka squad.

I dunno how they come up with these truly lame yet really hilarious things. Talk about looney.

Ended our chika session with coffee and oh-so-yummy mango cheesecake at Metro Cafe. I am definitely going back there for another helping.

Soon.

The pits. That's what Wednesday and Thursday felt like this week. I can't explain it. But the days were such downers. No matter how busy I made myself at work or at home, it would still be a tiring, unfulfilling day. I have gone back to sleeping late. Don't really give a rat's ass if I came in to work beyond 9:30am.

But this kind of behavior is a prelude to something. I just know it. I had the weirdest dream yesterday morning. And that spells s-t-r-e-s-s with a capital S.

Talking to C and G about it helped ease some of the sinking feeling that was starting to build up. I even shared to C my feelings about work and the workplace. If I feel I got it tough, C and G got it toughest. No kidding. They just received such a shitty piece of news. I marvel at their aplomb and how they are still trying so dang hard to keep it together. Now that is being professional.

Oh well. In life we can't really win 'em all. We got bad days and we got good days.

I am hoping for a good weekend.

First Saturday that I stay at work beyond the required four hours. No, I wasn't asked to do so. But with a new project and new sked, I felt I had to at least be here in case the new guy would have any questions or concerns. Part of the job description.

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Carol came today to do some test encoding. It was great to see her. Even better to be able to swap some chika and catch up.

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After craving for it the whole week, I finally had lunch at Saisaki. But I couldn't go for the eat-all-you-can buffet. I wasn't that hungry. It would be such a waste to pay for an all you can eat gig and not have all you can hold.

The bento box was good. Although the salmon wasn't that great, and the Japanese rice was just a little bit on the salty side. But...I got what I wanted so I am content.

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Now it's time to go hang out at G's place and watch Meet the Fockers.

I had hoped for a good weekend. I got more than that. YEEHAA!!

Of course, that afternoon at G's place, watching Meet the Fockers was just plain fun. The movie was hilarious! While we had dinner, C came to join us and we got to talking about checking out the concert after the lovepalooza or just be at some coffee shop and hang out some more.

Ayala Entertainment Center was crowdeed. Whooeee!! Had to mega rush out of there. Ended up at Kahayag. Poetry night. Would've been OK except the poems read just plain mediocre. I love poetry. But the way the poems were written and read that night....it was just so sad. No one was listening to anybody who had the mike. Pathetic.

The place went back to being its usual humming self when some guys from different bands just jammed. Not that it truly mattered to me, G or C. We were there for the company, the conversations, and the ginpom. Er..did I say "there for the ginpom?"

Went home at a little past 4am, after some private and heartwrenching chat session at Big Bucks. I had to be up and out of the house by 9am since I was to meet someone and buy stuff for mom.

I slept two freakin' hours!! My eyes opened out of their volition at 6:50am. Damn! All the protests and screams directed at my body to rest and get some more shut eye were for naught. I had no choice but to get out of bed (finally!!) at 8am.

Sigh!

At least Sunday was as relaxing as could be. Dvd marathon! Four (count 'em!) movies in one sitting -- Collateral, Final Cut, Spanglish, Kung Fu Hustle.

Lights out at 10:30pm. My eyes finally said "enough." I was too ecstatic not to comply.

A girl asked and a guy answered.


The Question:

Can guys and girls be just friends?


The Answer:

Guys and girls can never be friends. Guys don't have girl friends. If they wanted to hang out, they would do so with other guys.

The reasons guys hang out with girls:

1. They have a working relationship -- the work defines the friendship;

2. The guy is already in a relationship -- the guy having a partner defines the friendship;

3. The guy is interested in the girl and wants to be more than friends.



Hmm...interesting....

It has been a pretty hectic week. You'd think with all the waking hours I spend at work and with friends, I'd get home all tired and sleep the rest of the night away.

But I am having trouble sleeping. Let me explain myself. I can go to sleep pretty much on the hours that I normally go to sleep. But then I would wake up at 2am or 3am or 4am and not be able to get right back to sleep until about two hours later.

This whole thing started after that first week I had to report for work at 7am. My sleeping habits changed and now that I want it to go back to "the usual," I can't. It sucks.

Last night, I took one capsule of Melatonin which was recommended as something that could help my body clock (or whatever) go back to its norm. I still woke up at 3am but was able to go back to sleep 30-45 minutes after. Progress!! Now that's more like it.

Sigh!

I am stressing myself out over not getting any sleep. Maybe it's time I just let it be. No worries. No sleep? More time for other things, then!

Seriously, a body massage at Meddah Spa could be just what I am missing.

Your Element Is Water

A bit of a contradiction, you can seem both lighthearted and serious. That's because you're good at going with the flow - but you also are deep. Highly intuitive, you tune in to people's emotions and moods easily. You are able to tap into deep emotional connections and connect with others. You prefer a smooth, harmonious life - but you can navigate your way around waves. You have a knack for getting people to get along and making life a little more peaceful.

Once again I have fallen by the wayside. A virus is slowly attacking my system and my body's attempts to fight it is paying off. But with great cost of strength to me. Rest and lots of liquids will hopefully get me through this. I have plans for the weekend. I can't miss them because they will not happen again. Not until next year, that is. After all, how often does a person celebrate a birthday in a year?

For you, Maryann, I will be better. Wouldn't miss your bash for anything.

Your Seduction Style: The Natural

You don't really try to seduce people... it just seems to happen. Fun loving and free spirited, you bring out the inner child in people. You are spontaneous, sincere, and unpretentious - a hard combo to find! People drop their guard around you, and find themselves falling fast.

My seduction style. Hmm...Interesting....

You Are A Romantic Realist

You are more romantic than 50% of the population. You tend to be grounded when it comes to romance. Sure, you can fall hard... but only for someone you've gotten to know. And once you're in love, you can be a total romantic goofball... But you'd never admit it to your friends!

Romantic or Realist? Supposedly, I am "more romantic than 50% of the population." Even more interesting....

Your Brain is 60.00% Female, 40.00% Male

Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female You are both sensitive and savvy Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve

It's good to know my brain gender is a good balance.

Pisces Kissing Horoscope

Your kisses are starry-eyed, amorous and long-lasting.

Huh?

It's amazing how today's local newspapers can report "news" in such a distorted way. I don't know how people can take this garbage up and take it as truth. I am beginning to think that what I read, about history being "the real story as told by the victorious," holds some truth. Indeed, who's to say that the stuff we read in the papers is the truth? Is this not someone's perception of what actually happened?

What has got me going is how flesh trade of minors is supposedly rampant in the country, yet they cannot show substantial data to back up this claim. To say that child labor is prevalent everywhere in this country would be correct. But it should be noted that not all minors who are working were ever coerced by parents or guardians. Some of them work because their poverty pushed them to fend for themselves.

To print that these working minors are in the flesh trade...or even hint that what they are doing is shameful is just too damn much. Give the kids some kudos for doing something to make their lives better; they are working because they want a better and brighter future that their parents or guardians can't provide them right now.

Crab mentality at its best. Sheesh.

10:55pm. Blogging from the office pc.

Yep. I am at the office; to oversee the training of some employees with the client for one project; also, to observe behavioral patterns that is causing a downside in production. I am doing something I have always said I will never be inclined to do -- work the graveyard shift. Until now. What can one do when duty calls? Rise to the challenge, of course.

All those who have sacrificed their evenings and forcibly adjusted their body clocks to work effectively at night and sleep during the day - I call them a new breed of yuppies. A lot of them working at the different call centers have made being a call center rep a "career" option. Although I don't look at it in the same way, it doesn't really matter. What is important is that call centers have made it possible for a lot of Filipinos to get good-paying jobs using their good English skills.

But oh, don't get your hopes up. I will not apply for any call center position any time soon, that's for sure. After today and maybe some days next week, my nights will go back to being spent sleeping, hanging out with friends, watching movies, reading a riveting book.

3:04am

The call/training with the client ended about an hour ago. Now I am freaking bored out of my mind. The novelty of hearing how the employees make their calls has worn off. I am now taking notes on the things I have observed and will be calling their attention soon. No, not today. After a few more days. They are more or less "ignoring" me; which is good. It gives me more freedom to do a lot more observing and note-taking.

It is absolutely amazing what people think they can get away with when they figure the boss "isn't around." I used to have that same mentality a few years back so I know what I'm talking about. Being on the other side of the corporate fence sure changes one's point of view; broadens one's understanding; gives one a glimpse of the bigger picture. This is what is so important -- it helps one understand why management decides one way and not the other.

OK...I am meandering. Just reflects how absolutely, truly, insanely b-o-r-e-d I am.

Here's hoping ucomics.com and comics.com come to my rescue.

Yep...what a weekend it has been! I am still tired but it has been one of the best kind of tired I have been in a long while.

Details later...when my mind is more creative in painting pictures with words, and when my fingers can catch up with the ideas spewn forth.