Friday, February 28, 2003
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It's almost March and it signals a lot of changes. I don't want to jinx myself or anything, but I'm gearing up for some big changes *takes a deep breath*. Good luck to me.
I think I am hearing the results of the bar exams from the news on the TV upstairs (hard to hear, I'm also playing some songs on Kazaa). Interesting coincidence. I was talking to Peter today about his plans after a few years--he'll take up Masters and then Law in UP. Plus, I overheard someone complaining about the UP LAE last November--according to him, it's as if UP doesn't want to accept law students. Well. Interesting.
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Wednesday, February 26, 2003
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Jealous
Nina Jealous of the girl who caught your eye One of my darker days When you looked at her where was I? Shoulda been in her place Here I am All alone imagining what could have been If I had been there [Chorus] Jealous of the one whose arms are around you If she's keeping you satisfied Jealous of the one who finally found you Made your sun and your stars collide La la la la la la la She's a very very lucky girl La la la la la la la Jealous of the one who won your heart They say it's a perfect match She's gonna get to be where you are And I don't get better than that She'll say you're fine Whisper words I wish were mine And they might have been If I had been there [Repeat Chorus] You know I'd fight the good fight If I thought I'd change your mind But if she makes you happy I would leave that dream behind Man, she better treat you right And give you everything Cause at the moment she doesn't I'll be waiting in the wings [Repeat Chorus] La la la la la la la She's a very very lucky girl *lyrics taken from this site.
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Tuesday, February 25, 2003
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Out of the blue, Gwennie texted me yesterday asking, "Did Jerk text you over the weekend?" That sort of made me stop in the middle of my day and I thought that was pretty unusual, because, well, we (Jerk and I) don't communicate anymore and what was so special about the weekend? Anyway, I texted back, "(Jerk's name) who? No one by that name texted me over the weekend." Gwennie was amused at my quick response for once and said that she has a not-so-good kwento about Jerk and she was not sure if I wanted to hear all about it.
I do want to hear about it. I'm curious about the guy I used to hold up to such high standards, who I told everyone that he was a really "ideal" guy (eew, I'm cringing right now--yes, he has flaws, I fully admit that now). I think I am over my crush on Jerk (nothing happened naman eh), but not yet totally because I haven't deleted the messages in my Inbox yet (his messages take up 35% of my Inbox. I counted. Some of them are the sweetest messages I have ever received). I try not to think I am still stuck on him, but I think I still have a lot issues about him. Hay, I expected too much. Oh well.
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Sunday, February 23, 2003
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All I can say is, if not for my super and teammates, I would really, truly hate and dread going to work.
We went out for dinner last night for some major "team building" (read: bonding and chismisan about the people at work and each other). Then we branched out to talking about movie stars and clothes and all that. I am (probably?) the most reserved member of the team that's why I think they were really bugging me to go, just so I could relax and hang out with them. It was a nice change to be out of the office and just relating with everyone on a normal level.
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Wednesday, February 19, 2003
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For the past few weeks, my schedule has been so bad (late into the day), so I really feel I have no life. Everyday I feel like calling in sick and just staying home or go to the mall. Yes, it's an unhappy life. Most of my friends at work and I are one unhappy bunch. I suppose it's the vibes we rub off on each other, not to mention the stress level we encounter. My dad thinks we aren't given much motivation to work--and I have to agree to that. I don't know how the other people get to like what we do. They must be super patient. Good for them. I've just about had it at times. I try to be optimistic, anyway.
Wednesday's a lousy day that's why I'm just ranting away here. At least, my team is planning a gimmick. I can't wait. It's just a dinner on Saturday, but I am looking forward to bonding with them. The last time we did that was ages ago and it helped rid of the burned out feeling.
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Saturday, February 15, 2003
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I'm With You
Avril Lavigne I'm standing on a bridge I'm waiting in the dark I thought that you'd be here by now There's nothing but the rain No footsteps on the ground I'm listening but there's no sound Isn't anyone tryin to find me? Won't somebody come take me home It's a damn cold night Trying to figure out this life Wont you take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you I'm looking for a place Searching for a face Is anybody here I know 'Cause nothing's going right And everything's a mess And no one likes to be alone Isn't anyone trying to find me? Won't somebody come take me home It's a damn cold night Trying to figure out this life Won't you take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you Oh why is everything so confusing Maybe I'm just out of my mind Yea yea yea It's a damn cold night Trying to figure out this life Won't you take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you Take me by the hand Take me somewhere new I don't know who you are But I... I'm with you I'm with you *lyrics taken from this site.
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Friday, February 14, 2003
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Why I had a bad day today:
1. I woke up late. 2. I lost another lock for my earrings! No matter how much I made kapa the floor, I couldn't find it at all! 3. It was queueing. 4. Traffic sucked big time. 5. It's Valentine's Day. Enough said. How the day redeemed itself: 1. I wasn't late. 2. I found a jeep easily. 3. Time flew by! So the day ended much, much faster. Valentine's Day 2002: my friends and I watch the Hunks concert at Folk Arts. I am not kidding! No one believes us when we tell them that. Anyway, it was so much fun. We definitely went "out of the box" with that.
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Thursday, February 13, 2003
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I've been told so many times in the past few days to "live a little." Have I been too wound up lately? I didn't really notice. Freaky, what's happening to me? 
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Tuesday, February 11, 2003
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Here I am, blogging instead of studying for a quiz tomorrow. I'm just mulling over how fat I felt beside WH today. It was me and my lunch (rice and viand, please!), while WH had her saltines and her diet. Well. I felt conscious for a fragment of a second and realized, ha, forget it. I don't think I could starve myself. I'd rather eat.
Long horrible day. It's a down down down day for me. I should've followed my instincts and went on leave today. But then, I have to make up for it during the weekend... heee. Nah. I'll make do this week. I'll survive (I hope). I guess I lacked good vibes today. *Still (over)playing "Jealous" by Nina on Kazaa. Just found out Jerk has a new girl. Hmm. I'm not quite sure what to make out of it.
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Sunday, February 09, 2003
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Playing over and over again on Kazaa is Nina's "Jealous". It's been an LSS for quite a while now. Wala lang.
Waah, I dreamt I was taking aerobics classes in the gym near the office. I was supposed to enroll there almost two months ago, along with Tee, Empy and Marl. I just never got around to enrolling because I said I would do so when "my schedule normalizes." Famous last words. Hah, that never happened. I still do not have a stable time because with all the resignations, my schedule has moved to the lower end, so it's kind of late already. *boo hoo* So was that a sign? My bro just came home from his former high school's fair (I'm sure he'll blog about that later) and that got me thinking about my high school fair days. Yeah, the fair is one of the highlights of high school life. It's a two-and-a-half day (usually Friday afternoon to Sunday) affair where in you forget everything about school work and just relax, get sunburned and fat because you eat anything at anytime. I remember in high school, there would always, always be mangga with bagoong, spaghetti, siomai and no softdrinks because the admi deemed it evil and unhealthy, so we had water and juice. But anyway, each high school class would have a booth which we had to bid for. In first year, it was fun to have a shift with the class booth. My barkada had a six hour shift at the *ahem* Jail Booth. Hehe. By second year to third, I drifted more to the Finance Committee (I wonder why I was fascinated with that committee?). In fourth year, it was my barkada who was in charge of the booth, so I had a more duties then. In my high school pa, the Friday morning is the rehearsal (of some dance number the PE Department deems perfect for us to perform, usually a Filipino dance--basta, it should keep with some theme. The hardest was in our sophomore year when we had candles in glasses and had to twirl them around and around. We were barefoot pa ha) for Family Day and the night is the high school dance, Sunday is the Family Day with the Bingo game which my friends and I joined only once (in our Senior Year) and didn't win. We were just lying on the floor of the Multi. I hear now the high school dance is a separate event already, as well as with the Family Day. Hmm... that reminds me, I should ask my kabarkada in high school. Can you believe it, she's teaching there now? When she told me that, I was so surprised. I never imagined. But she's enjoying it naman daw (she was the one who told me my "baby"--the school paper--is not student-run anymore! Can you believe it?). Who would've thought she would be teaching there now? Yes, I'm in a chatty mood right now, Bundi.
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Saturday, February 08, 2003
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Met up with Anna K and Gwen today. Since Tet announced her wedding to us, I have been dying to ask my barkada about the plans for Tetty and the wedding. Trina will be a sponsor (veil) at the wedding, while I will be a reader (scary!) in the wedding mass. Can you imagine, just four years ago, we were giddy and excited over our debuts, now it's weddings? I do feel really grown-up (I try not to think we're "old"--just "grown-up") already.
So now, lots of plans to make for the wedding: dress, gift (!), practice reading well (while biting down a pencil daw in my mouth and reading a whole newspaper article, according to one of my supers--I'm not exactly sure how that would help, but he says it's effective), etc., etc. One month to go for that.
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Wednesday, February 05, 2003
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Quick plug: check out my bro's pics "with" Stephen Speaks! Hehe. Proud eh.
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Monday, February 03, 2003
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I was so amused with SC today because he joined me & Marl for a while and chatted us up about our lives, while eating leftover cake with us and tinkering with my phone (!). Then Weird Hair came along, so... *roll eyes* I really think it's going be them--that is why SC cannot be an FBC (full blown crush). My crush on him is fading away already. Anyway, it's alright.
I saw my grades today! Naks, improving! I felt really good about it. I had been so worried my January grades would be so-so, but much to my relief, it was better than I expected. I'm not really sure how the next few months will go, but it's nice to know I'm progressing nicely, not just in quality (as proven by the evaluation of my supers), but in my stats as well. I'm still anti-social and man-hating daw, though. Eek.
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Sunday, February 02, 2003
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This is so sweet.
The second time I tried it with "Monch", what came out was "A Day Without Monch is Like a Day Without Sunshine". Naaliw naman ako.
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Once is Enough?
Saturdays aren't so bad either--I was logged on for almost eight hours (ha, I couldn't believe did overtime and didn't maximize my breaks) and it was okay. Or maybe I was just lucky with my split because yesterday was the first time I saw Tine break down in frustration after a jerk of a client who called and then later on, she started cursing (to think she's a really mild-mannered person). I also discovered the Hangaroo saved in Marc's folder so that's what I humored myself with during lulls. And Chris amused us with the newspaper he was reading. Even if it was fun, I can understand why Marl hates having to work on that kind of schedule. I can empathize why she always complains she has no life. Like last night, we could hear drums and music to celebrate the Chinese New Year while we were in the office, working. It's hard to imagine a life that revolves around your office. With a schedule like 11 a.m. to 8 p.m., I don't think there's much to do except to get ready to go to work in the morning, then head home at night (unless you find someone--if you have the same sked--to gimmick with after work, but then again, there's work the next day). I really felt that way yesterday! Thought the day flew by, there wasn't much done except to go to the office then go home. I sort of missed my "normal" weekend in that sense. I wasn't able to do what I did on weekends (go out, relax, hang out, eat out [waah, I miss that], not think of work, etc.) and I felt I really wasted this weekend. Well. I did this schedule switch once as a favor. I wonder if I'll agree to do it again. I liked and didn't like it. Passwords I was almost not able to log on yesterday because the system we use told me "your password has expired, please change your password". So I changed my password into a variation of my old password and no matter how many times I changed and inputted it, the system refused to accept the new one. So I came up with another one and after 17 minutes, the system finally accepted it. I was just freaked out because if the system doesn't accept your password after a certain number of tries, your user name will be locked out and one would have to wait until Monday or Tuesday to change/enable it, because the system is connected to Singapore and they don't process on weekends. If they did process on weekends, well, it would take 24 hours. Not useful also. Actually, if your username is down, you get sent to work in another department, mostly admin work. That wouldn't be so bad, but I had to work on Saturday because I switched and it's a favor--so if I was absent or unable to work that day, Marl would be the one liable (labo no? I mean, it would still be under my stats naman). Wonder if I'll remember my password there? We have to change our various passwords every 15 or so days for so many systems we access, I'm not sure I remember all of them. When I saw my PIN for the ATM, I realized it was another bunch of numbers I had to remember! Argh! Gwennie says she's so aliw with the way I remember numbers and stuff (I fished her crush's home number from the library before), but I think right now, I might forget all of these numbers and letters. Oh well. I'll see on Monday.
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