focus

I've been busy lately. enjoying much lol*. As much things happens in real life I find no time to blog them(and it oughta be this way!) lol*. The timing couldn't get any better since I'm now free at last to do stuff I want except blogging. I dunno if this is a good thing or bad. Since I have now time for fun seems I'm loosing my direction on the other hand(drama mode). I need to gather myself and think about the stuff I badly need to progress:

...I need to focus!

...New job is OK, I believe that my job should be an extension of my personality (this is what I've got so far).

...Save money is the key, I need to be stingy. I'm not gonna get rich like Bill Gates if I spend a lot now.

...Need to cut down on alcohol consumption and switch to sleeping pill.

...I need to deal with Filipino stereotyping and just let God be my defender. ^_^

...I'm used to sms using T9. I need to learn shorthand sms. Cost me more credit just because my sms' are too lengthy.

...I'm drunk again. I need to treat this blog page as one, not like twitter. More meaningful words not just random crap.

...I'm gonna sleep. This one has no draft, you've waste your time reading this entry lol*... Much thanks to my handful readers. If you want your 5mins back it wont happen! =P

what i hate about love

my x-girlfriend said that she will love me forever.


she broke up with me last year.

ANGELS AND DEMONS

O-M-G! ok... OMG ulet... again OMG! last na toh... OMGeeeeeeeee!

the film was awesome. hope i can say a lot about it but i cant. SPOILER*anyway u should watch it. in my opinion Vatican... roman catholic has so many issues to address because they screw up people's belief in science long time ago. its the people in Vatican *the sickos* who often oppose and threatens scientist to be excommunicated or even worst to be sent to the gallows because of their advance thinking. Vatican felt that these people were the threat and hindrance for them to achieve more power in the world by controlling people's belief. well in fact science and bible coincide. bible explains what science cannot explain much more further. like... where emptiness came from before the big bang occur. Do you think emptiness or nothingness can exist when in fact the word itself connotes NOTHINGness. Yes! because it is created by a supernatural power. Supernatural from the word itself explains more than every thing, dumbass so stop arguing if there's really a God.

ok i hate to sound nerdy here but let me show you my prowess knowledge in science. Fill your brains and souls with this one.

No matter how hard you try you will never be able to grasp how tiny, how spatially unassuming, is a proton. it is just way too small.

A proton is an infinitesimal part of an atom, which is itself of course an insubstantial thing. Protons are so small that a little dib of ink like the dot on this "i" can hold something in the region of 500,000,000,000 of them, or rather more than the number of seconds it takes to make half a million years. so protons are exceedingly microscopic, to say the very least.

Now imagine if you can (and of course you cant) shrinking one of those protons down to a billionth of its normal size into a space so small that it would make proton look enormous. Now pack into that tiny, tiny space about an ounce of matter. Excellent. You are ready to start a universe.

Im assuming of course that you wish to build an inflationary universe. If you'd prefer instead to build a more old-fashioned, standard Big-Bang universe, you'll need additional materials. in fact, you will need to gather up everything there is - every last mote and particle of matter between here and the edge of creation - and squeeze it into a spot so infinitesimally compact that it has no dimensions at all. It is known as singularity.

In either case, get ready for a really big bang. Naturally, you will wish to retire in a safe place to observe the spectacle. Unfortunately, there is nowhere to retire to because outside the singularity there is no where. When the universe begins to expand, it wont be spreading out to fill a larger emptiness. The only space that exists is the space it creates as it goes.

It is natural but wrong to visualize the singularity as a kind of pregnant dot hanging in a dark, boundless void. But there is no space, no darkness. the singularity has no around around it. There is no space for it to occupy, no place for it to be. We can't even ask how long it has been there - whether it has been there for ever, quietly awaiting the right moment. Time doesn't exist. There is no past for it to emerge from.

And so, from nothing, our universe begins. THE END (that is if you dont believe in God)

so see Bible comes in now from this end part of the story of science. tadaahhh! GOD created the nothingness! Science is middle part of the story, in short the missing link. And the bible is the beginning and the end of the story. Science knew the process but doesnt know where it came from and how it will end. Bible tells us the beginning and also how it will end. So fuck ancient Vatican for their thirst for power killing beautiful minds. When are you people gonna wake up? Your religion is based on rituals and teachings that doesnt even exist in the bible. A friend ask me "Are you religious?"

i said "i am spiritual not religious, religion divides people, thirst for power, corrupt and creates chaos so i dont really like its many hidden agendas and besides... wait... are you catholic?"

friend says "yes why do you ask?"

me: "yeah besides your religion is fake anyway! kidding =)"

inspired

I ask myself what will i write next and so with tideous effort here it is.

Numerous sighs and trips to dream land are my only escapes to pass time and endows me nothing. Put on my mp3 and how I wish I had those cheap ones sold in Quiapo from chinese vendors but not. Words from eraserheads inch my hyphothalamus. Words recur, spin, jumps, jumbles and what not. I wanna be poor because I am and enjoy being one.

Words like these keeps me alive and inspired.

Gusto mo ng, ah, tahong?
Gusto mo ng labong?
Spagheti?
Patitochini?
Banana-Q?
Nilagang suso?
Tahong chips ahoy?
Gusto mo ng tapoy?
Brokoli?
Peanut brittle?
Penekpekan?
Gusto mo ng, ah, kapeng barako?
Blue marlin?
Panga? Durian?
Chalingak?
Peanut kisses?
Ah, champoy?
Lomi?
Shawarma?
Buko pie?
Humus?
Hot sauce?
Ox brain, kelangan mo ‘yon
Leche flan?
Kalderetang kambing?
Pinatuyong itlog ng kabayo?
Silicon implant?
Ginataang manok?
Ginataang gata?
Ginataang niyog?
Sarap, no?
(’Di mo nasabi susie?)
Ginataang susi?

advance happy bday

everyday i live as if its the last day i live. i eat as if its the last meal i'll have. i sleep as its the last night i sleep. i work as if its the last day i work. i do my best as if its the last. i might be dead in a few seconds after i right this post. no drafts to this one just flowing thoughts and inking right away.

2009 was an awful year for me. this year hit me like i was the confident Hatton and Paquiao was on steroids. i looked in the mirror and ask myself where am i now? i wasn't born with a trust fund. I grew up eating sardines out of a can shared with mates and heaps upon heaps of rice after a nice long game of basketball without shoes on. i quench thirst from a soft-drink so damn labored through "spots" , "drives" and "follow-ups". life was never the same again. getting old is inevitable.

question for Noms:
what will you write next?

"dont fuck with me bitch!"

shuffle practice

i got bored... thousand apologies video is laggy cause im using a web cam... yeah im poor.

wasakan moments

"wala kang kwenta" she said.
"thank you" i replied

"how are you and dan?" i continue, to add more insult to thee.

i guess she thinks its stupid that im happy for her. she thinks i should be sorry because she has new boy friend now. she reasoned why she cheated on me (i know its a harsh word but truth sucks) its because she didnt want that 7000 miles distance apart. she cant stay normal so... she starts to forget me, phone calls not answered, cancelled, unattended, turned off and finally... no longer exist she changed her digits. i was left alone dreaming, saying i love yous, giving kisses and hugs, living in a delusional world where i thought she was just probably tired or busy thats why she didnt want to hear my voice. but hold on... im alone... she left me alone. guess how much it hurts? no metaphor for what i felt its just pure and intense heart ache.

but im happy for her now, im over it and she thinks its ridiculous?

im so happy

im so happy! wuuuhooo!
party at my place, i live at 123 fake street

Empire Of the Sun

Tae talaga! He's dead. he died yesterday... J.G. Ballard the man who wrote the novel "Empire of the Sun" made into film by Spielberg.

No shenanigans to this post im just devastated. i think i'll watch a korean movie tonight and wet my duvet with tears. huhuhu...

ur god is dead

funny but i thought god never sleeps, never dies.
italy buries their deads.
ur god is dead?
good friday!

cooking time

i dont like to cook. but every time i watch cooking shows i always say wtf that was so frickin easy i can do that too. *with an inspired face* i lit the stove and... what was it again that guy did?

my roomate is a girl and she's a good cook too but she stayed over to a mate's flat for donkey days. dunno if she's coming back. sob* so im on my own here. so if im not watching some cute and awesome japanese por... porridge... im learning how to cook. ^_~

but yeah i dont care if its holy week im having pork chops fo dinner tonight! yum yum!

sleepless

i only slept 3 mins yesterday meyn... well i guess i think 'twas only 3 mins. anyway, im so sleepy when i came to work today and i hate you redbull! so damn expensive!

i felt bragging to my colleagues that i only had an hour of sleep because i stayed up late studying all night. they bought it and you will too because its true and im not proud of it(maybe just a little bit). ^_^

i dont study really because i dont know how to *lols.

liar! do you have a gun? shoot me please!

gun damn it!

i went to Piccadilly Tucadero yesterday and i saw those cool gundam action figures. as usual i said gun damn it! too expensive! O_o

i should've bought some when i was still in battersea and the shop that sells cheaper gundams was just across the foot bridge. gun damn it again!

updated

been busy lately (lying)... i guess i'll try to post more from now on here and i might give money to a a fat bloke and a hobo, which i never do. enuf, too much lying for today.

unfortunately with my wifi connection here in my new flat i cant be bothered to post. im just so impatient. connection is so weak so i only get the chance to post during wee hours bcoz its the only time pips using the connection on this building were fast asleep and the connection is all mine. RIP mates!

anyway i want to know if someone is really visiting this page or am i hoping that there is. damn my self pity*

if u are here let me know dont be shy drop a comment... if you dont... hmp! i dont like you anymore. ^_^

tnx guys...

rorschach's journal exerpts

Rorschach's Journal. October 12th, 1985. Dog carcass in alley this morning, tire tread on burst stomach. This city is afraid of me. I have seen its true face. The streets are extended gutters and the gutters are full of blood and when the drains finally scab over, all the vermin will drown. The accumulated filth of all their sex and murder will foam up about their waists and all the whores and politicians will look up and shout 'Save us!' And I'll look down, and whisper 'no.' They had a choice, all of them. They could have followed in the footsteps of good men like my father, or President Truman. Decent men, who believed in a day's work for a day's pay. Instead they followed the droppings of lechers and communists and didn't realize that the trail led over a precipice until it was too late. Don't tell me they didn't have a choice. Now the whole world stands on the brink, staring down into bloody hell, all those liberals and intellectuals and smooth-talkers, and all of a sudden nobody can think of anything to say.
This city is dying of rabies. Is the best I can do to wipe random flecks of foam from its lips?
Beneath me, this awful city, it screams like an abattoir full of retarded children. New York. Somebody knows why. Down there... somebody knows. The dusk reeks of fornication and bad consciences. I believe I shall take my exercise.
42nd Street: Women's breasts draped across every billboard, every display, littering the sidewalk. Was offered Swedish love and French love, but not American love. American love; like Coke in green glass bottles, they don't make it anymore.
I leave the human cockroaches to discuss their heroin and child pornography. I have business elsewhere, with a better class of person.
Meeting with Veidt left bad taste in mouth. He is pampered and decadent, betraying even his own shallow, liberal affectations. Possibly homosexual? Must remember to investigate further.
I shall go and tell the indestructible man that someone plans to murder him.
On Friday night, a Comedian died in New York. Someone threw him out of a window and when he hit the sidewalk his head was driven up into his stomach. Nobody cares. Nobody cares but me.
There is good and there is evil, and evil must be punished. Even in the face of Armageddon I shall not compromise on this.
Paid last respects quietly, without fuss. Edward Morgan Blake. Born 1924, forty-five years a Comedian, died 1985, buried in the rain. Is that what happens to us? A life of conflict with no time for friends… so that when it's done, only our enemies leave roses.
Heard joke once: Man goes to doctor. Says he's depressed. Says life seems harsh and cruel. Says he feels all alone in a threatening world where what lies ahead is vague and uncertain. Doctor says "Treatment is simple. Great clown Pagliacci is in town tonight. Go and see him. That should pick you up." Man bursts into tears. Says "But Doctor... I am Pagliacci." Good joke. Everybody laugh. Roll on snare drum. Curtains.
Away down alley, heard woman scream, first bubbling note of city's evening chorus. Approached disturbance. Attempted rape/mugging/both. Cleared throat. The man turned and there was something rewarding in his eyes. Sometimes, the night is generous to me.
Waiting for a flash of enlightment in all this blood and thunder.
If reading this now, whether I am alive or dead, you will know truth. Whatever precise nature of this conspiracy, Adrian Veidt responsible. Have done best to make this legible. Believe it paints disturbing picture. Appreciate your recent support and hope world survives long enough for this to reach you, but tanks are in East Berlin, and writing is on wall.
For my own part, regret nothing. Have lived life, free from compromise ... and step into the shadow now without complaint.

me dancing ^_^

goodbye

i hope you're doing well. As you read this I'm probably going to have my holy supper together with the Son of God soon and i just want to let this out of me. I have finally decided that there must be something inside of me that needs to be exorcized or all of my relationships are bound to fail. Things just can't go on like this any longer. I cry every night and it seems like I'm forever carrying around a ton of bricks on my shoulders. I don't want you to think that I started out this way because I'm trying to blame you in some way. I'm not. The problem is all mine and I'm willing to shoulder all of the blame. You work so hard trying to make a future for us and I should appreciate that. I do really but I get the feeling left out and I feel like you have no attention or time left over for me at the end of the day.When happiness fades, we need to look for new beginnings and I know it is difficult to let this relationship go. We have been through so much together. We have had our fair share of love and happiness. Let that be the memories that will stay with us as we go our separate ways. Continuing on will only leave us with more bitter recollections that will overwhelm the happier shades that we once shared. That's simply because true happy moments will never be possible from now on when the magical feeling has long gone. And i believe that only the unfullfil love can be the most romantic. Maybe we are like that and for that I'm truly sorry. But I also strongly believe that a person as special as you deserves someone much better. Even it hurt for me to see you with someone. Sometimes, even if we are the ones who initiate the break-up, it doesn't mean our hearts don't hurt. But as people say time heals all wounds. So, give it some time and the hurt will gradually lessen. Though we have been apart these months, i believed that life would bring us back together. That hope was a comfort and gave me the patience to wait for the future. My hope that my destiny would bring us back together meant that i never really had to say goodbye. There will always be a place in my heart that you will be fondly remembered. I wish you the brightest future and i hope you find all that you are looking for... I LOVE YOU SO MUCH... bye leigh...

shaolin my hair

my melbourne shuffling plus bloopers

i hear the music because im far from the player... no timing at all lols*





im shy and people watching *go away*

Vblog Jrock hairstyle tips

not enough time to write a post so i think im doin a vblog for now... its gonna be difficult to revive this site again, since most of me mates dont visit this site anymore... shush! leave a comment so that i will know that there still hope for this account...

Halloween Death Note Cosplay

I've decided to be L of Death Note for halloween.

Character Profile: L is a considered the world's greatest detective, and he takes on the Kira investagation.

L, who also uses the aliases Hideki Ryuga, Ryuzaki, Eraldo Coil, and Deneuve, the latter two for which he has developed reputations as the second- and third-best detectives in the world, is quite secretive and only communicates with the world through his assistant Watari. He never shows his face to the world, instead representing himself with a capital L in Old English 5 font. After meeting the Kira investigation team, he request that the task force refer to him as Ryuzaki for discretion. Even the Kira investigation team never learns his true name.

Burp*

First of all, I'd like to thank all the people who greeted me yesterday. I'm still overwhelmed by the greetings at my friendster page, I haven't receive such number of comments in just one day. Much thanks again!

Well, it rained yesterday and if you took time to read my previous post you'll know that it happens every time I'm celebrating 26th of May. And as I've said before maybe its God's sign that He will shower me with blessings yet another year. Maybe its an MX-5 mazda this year... ^_^

Gutom Lang

Although I insist my childhood was happy one, it was shot through with unremitting poverty. My mom had great big ideas. She always had a yearning that someday we'll have a better house and things will get better. My mom and dad wanted to rise above the past and break the chain of financial struggle that they have from both of the family they came from - and always vowed to send us to a "good school" - but there were simply wasn't money. My dad was struggling just to put food on the table and I remember mom selling christmass decors and stuffed toys to help at that time.

We live in a small house made of a scarp plywood donated to us by neighbors, and some galvanized iron roofs that came from nowhere during typhoons. I remember mother would save 6 pesos from me father's salary when he went to Saudi Arabia to work as a driver. She saves that 6 pesos every payout and buys a brick one by one I was five years old and sometimes I imagine how many PomPoms snack food is that going to be from Manang Beth's sari-sari strore that time. As the years past, bit by bit our house started to look like a real one. In 1995 we have a 150 sq meter of house made of real roof and brick walls with proper windows too. We spent those years as a family, bouncing along the poverty line. That experience still haunts me today and drives me on.

gutom lang toh... ^_^

Science museum @ exibition road

One Hand in the Pocket

And the other one is picking a cigarette.

So damn cold and walks on the park made it bloody difficult and my cigarette reserves are running low. They say that summer is coming but who knows. I got a weather forecast on my laptop but sometimes yeah its right and most of the times its wrong. And you can't really trust the weather forecast that's why its called forecast. In the morning its sunny, in the afternoon its windy and in the evening it rains. I really hope this coming July would get warmer I can't wait to wear those Billabong shorts and havaianas I bought in the Philippines. xoxoxo

Speaking of buying stuff in the Philippines... I have a terrible flu yesterday and I've tried the pharmacy near our flat and good lord the medicine my cousin told me to buy costs 3£ and 50P. I didnt want to spend that much because of just a flu, i thought that maybe if I cough it out, blow me nose and spit it out it will be probably gone after 2 days. Good thing I've searched around the house and found a cecon ascorbic acid vitamnins (oh for ghost sakes! I need a medicine not a vitamins!)

Dreams

My dreams are always in black and white.


Have you watched the "Waking Life" movie? Its interesting kasi they talked so much about dreaming, they say it can be a part of the waking life or a continuation of life after death (reincarnation) therefore sleeping eternally and dreaming. When a person dies in real life he will continue his life in a dream (he can continue his life or have another life/new beginning/rebirth), when he dies again in that dream he will dream again and everytime he dies he will have another different dream continuity. The process will continue until that person reached the pinnacle of perfecting his dream or otherwisely known as heaven (the perfect life.)


Reason why you can't remember everything in one dream is that it can be your whole life and you can only remember the important events in your life like your birthdays, events of being seriously sick, your dog died and so on and so forth... these are the only things that you can remember when you wake up. Other unimportant events are less be discarded like in real life. Do you feel that sometimes by having a 15mins nap and dreaming, when you wake up it feels like you already did have an hour of sleep, all because by having a very lengthy dream that you can't seem to remember every details of it you lost track of the time in reality. They say that a 8-12hrs dream can be an equiivalent of 60 years or a one human lifespan already.An 8hrs sleep can be your whole life, so imagine if a person died... he could be dreaming and dreaming and dreaming until he mastered the art of dreaming and have perfected it during the process and therefore resulting to heaven(he created.) They say in the "Art of Dreaming" (practiced by shamans long time ago) our physical body dies but not our astral body... They've mastered the art of controlling their dream by meditating and sleeping. Even if they only had a 30 minute meditation/nap the can stay awake and feel recharged for days, without sleep in days they can still perform task properly with enough stored energy like they have had a complete rest every day. Yes, we can be dream shamans too... Yes we can control our dreams and by constantly practising and controlling our dreams and improving our skills in the art of dreaming we can achieve perfection. Hence, when this life ends and we're already in our astral state body journeying our reincarnations and rebirthing in our own new world we can make that world what we so call "Eternal Life in Heaven." A gasoline boy works almost 22 hrs a day 7 days a week. He said he can fully recover and recharge his energy just by having a great dream that portrays his whole life in a 2hrs sleep. "A 2hrs nap feels like 60 years of sleeping and resting but sometimes I just wanted to have 30 years I hate growing old in my dreams!" says the gasoline boy.


From where do you think these phases came from?:
Are you insane?
Are you serious or are you dreaming?
You're day dreaming again!
In your dreams!
Is this for real or am I only dreaming?
Its a dream come true!


By dreaming we are setting our own new dimension to live in, those subjects in that dimension are only created by our own playful yet powerful thoughts. You are the God of the world you created in your dream. You created it and you can control everything in it. So make every dream you have the best dream ever for in it you are free with no limits and bounderies. That's why we call it "its a DREAM."


This post is a response to Kei's "Dreaming with a Broken Heart. Waking Up is the Hardest Part" post. Pa-uso ko lang tong post ko, di ko rin alam kung totoo *lol*. But I'm a dreamer.

Once a Year Pass

I don't know what to write on this post. I'm in front of the computer and tick by tick the clock beside me sounded like a time bomb that's about to explode. Afraid to even put on a CD that I'm religiously listening to lately, I'm afraid that I might relate my situation to it again. Instead, I prefer the clock's ticking sound... is it really accurately counting my time remaining here... here in inside my 3 dimensional hardiflex walls, are my stays in this comforting dark room really numbered? And soon my half naked body at night will be missed by these FHM calendar girls on my wall (I feel sorry for them, I think they were fooled by the cheap dim light I use during at night.) See, lately, I feel I am contributing to a worthwhile moments with my family and I remissed it a long time. I spent my new year at my grandmother's place along with my cousins who lived there. We're just 6 grandchildrend in my father's side, 6 is a small number but we hardly see each other after we've moved here in Makati. And I still miss my lola even until now, I will never forget what I have felt that new year's day. I've been wandering elsewhere for a very long time and I didn't even had a chance to visit them even those times when I worked in a nearby office in Eastwood Libis (a one jeepney ride and about 10 minutes away from my grandmother's place.)

That new year's night, when my lola hugged me and greeted "Happy New Year, Apo!" it sounded like she said "Welcome back Apo ko!" . Tears pregnant with guilt came down from my eyes pass my cheek and down to my lola's shoulder. Why am I feeling this way? I understand my emotions that day, but why there were tears dripping down my eyes... that I don't know. I really miss her and maybe it was too strong and so instant that I didn't even had a time to buy to hid my tears from my cousins, aunts and uncle. And imagine what else happened after the new year's prayer? (new year's prayer is a family tradition where we gather around and pray exactly when January 1st strikes the clock.) We all cried and I ain't got a metaphor for that. I guess you'll understand it without further explanations.

I'll try to post pictures next time (I lost my USB T_T).
Thanks for stopping by and whoever you are HAPPY NEW YEAR to you and may the force be with you! Always!


Love this pic from a friends B-day, got it from emong. ^_^

Hours Are Numbered

My year 2008 new look is like those of Rock Lee, Clementine of Orange and Lemons, or Liam ng Oasis or the Beatles look. *lol*

Days Are Numbered

Weeeee, its been a long time since I last blogged.

I'm sick for a week already, good thing is just a mild flu and cough. My computer is busted for almost a month and the telly has no cable 'coz our bedspacer bought a new telly so his using my room's cable tv connection so I have nothing to do at home except... Play More! ^_^

Good news Bords, I bought a PSP™. Since we don't celebrate Xmas on December 25th 'coz we're INC, I vowed to save money to buy myself a PSP™ this year with the help of my Xmas bonuses. As soon as I got my 13th month pay from my company I resigned right away and bought a PSP™ slim & lite. xoxoxoxoxo

Its not that much: Its PSP™ slim and lite which is the latest version PSP2000 v3.71 m33-3 it debut 11th of November 2007 in Japan. Can save ISO games format, 4gig Sony™ mem stick, some of the games are saved in my hardisk so I can just load 'em in my 4gig mem stick if I'm done with the other games. Original SonyPSP™ headset with remote and DragonPlus PSP™ carrying bag.

Out of topic:

I missed my X-colleagues.

My E-mail to John Durkin

I have a friend. He wants to put up a call center here in Philipppines and keeps bragging about that he can afford one (he's American btw.) I told this joe that I worked in a callcenter and I have lots of contacts since I worked for IBM contact verification department in Ambergris market-market. I have contacts in Asia Pacific and in UK. I even provided him a small callcenter to start with what ever he has to offer and buy a share from this company, its E-synergy a contact-center based in Laguna. We talked to the contact center manager, Regina. And we had a little brain storming about it. I don't really believe what John's saying that time and its been a year already since we talked about buying a share but it never even got close to that. And yesterday, he talked to me and started bragging again about the same old topic that we have for the past one year. We've been friends for about 3 years already. And he's a really good guy, smart and fun to talk to. He's old and he works as a consultant at NAPOCOR. The typical thing about John is that he always talks about things which he's not capable of but still insist he can. Same thing for the old people here in Philippines and it reminds me of my Lolo Ayong. When he want to do something he'll do it himself. Even though he can't he'll try. The only difference between Philippines and American old population is that Filipinos may brag about their capabilities but at least you can still see that they are proving you're wrong thinking that they're already old. American's are all tounge and no teeth, all talk no action!

Here's my email to John when I was still working for IBM,

John,
This is my email add. I sent you the job offer of the UK account. All the information is there.
I haven't rang the company for the deal yet, but I told Regina about it.
I haven't forwarded the job offer to her yet.
I dont want her to get this contact behind our backs. Maybe we can do this if things works out.
If your still interested with the 25% of Esynergy and a partnership
just send me an email or give me a call, so we can set-up a meeting with them.
I've got 10,000 leads from New Zealand and Australia. But I need to save it in MS excel and into my flash drive manually.
I can't send information regarding that using my company's email address and I cant copy it
and paste it in my yahoo mail, my yahoo mail is a blocked website at my office.
All of the mailing sites are blocked except for our company's emailing system and i cant
use that to send something outside they might trace it. They might find out Im sending out information.
So I need to save it manually. I got a few at hand. I got some district hospitals, health
boards which I think needs medical transcription accounts. I got ABS Banking, banks
from New Zealand, and alot more. I have the CEO's, Country Managers, CFO's, General
Manager and have their contact details.
If we could get an account like this in United States, we could offer them to outsource here
in Phillipines for a contact/call center since it will save them alot of money and the quality is
great. Centers here in Phillipines is popping out like mushrooms, big and small.
Its not a question if its going to be a large account or small one, I believe small time
contact/call center also earns loads of money out of this. Outsourcing is the answer to
gain more profit and cut down the business expenses. I think the problem with Esynergy is
that they are loosing accounts because of lack of performing agents, small number of
profitable accounts, funds and interaction with the clients can be far more effective if its a
foreigner to avoid being bullied and to be put on a pressure situation. If its a foreigner
who's closing a deal we can bid more money from the clients. We can agree to a certain
standards which comes close to economic reality. That's why alot of contact/center here before are run by locals, but now more and more foreigner are buying these centers because they
know its a damn good business. They've become instant millionaires, from what I remember,
you told me that these guys are selling volks back in your country. Well look at them now,
these guys are my boss and they're buying volks for collection.

Regards,
Noms

I'm Back... OOPS I'm Gone Again...

Waaaa... I missed my fans *pweh* (need a puke bag?*lol*). Not really, I missed almost a month to post an entry. Yes! You read it right a freakin one month of zero update! Wondering what the hell happen to me? A lot!

Weekend:

Disclaimer: This things are not supposed to hang around elsewhere for it might spread and can cause an non-adjustive swarm of complications. Therefore what is written here will stay here and only here it can be discussed and disclosure of the said information is strictly prohibited. (trainers are not allowed to go out with his/her trainees)

My friend Ann, Dave (her husband) [both American] and 3 of my colleagues were having beer bash in broad daylight (7am-9an after shift) at Libis and being there for almost 2 hours and to the fact that were also too drunk to think with organized thoughts, Ann decided to go to a beach. Right away, on the spot, unplanned and I don't know what's gotten to Ann that day, but she insist on going there. I only have 200php and no extra clothes for the this. Ann asked her husband with conviction "Dave lets go to the beach! Now! I want NOW as in NOW, let me just finsh this bottle!" and his husband (like a little puppy with studded collar) said "ok if you want to..." I'm speechless for about 2mins and so the rest of my colleagues. Redhorse starts to kick in like a wild untamed beast, and it made me say the unfamiliar word Y.E.S. unconsciously. It was a freakin whole weekend we stayed in the resort and hell it was fun. We drink like there's no tomorrow and if there's any we would still spent that day drinking too seems 2 days were not enough for us. Art Parks (a co-trainee), Ann (trainer) and I were the ones left who can still manage to stand and talk loud on each others face (10 inches away). Cassidy (Ann's daughter) did join us while the three of us battle for the top scorer in our karoke challenge, but she's 11 yrs old, very pretty and she looks like 18 years old btw, she's the girl wearing a green shirt in the picture. I have lots of pictures of her and her mom wearing bathing suites (hope they aren't aware of this site or I'll be dead meat) and for some reason, which I don't know what reason, I deleted the pictures and these are the only thing left of it. Cassidy doest drink but stayed up late to join us. She did enjoy watching the three of us getting more drunk and listening to our noxious kareoke jammings with her cute and rakista mom (wearing gray in the picture.)

The Bad News:
I have my own religion where I would format my hard drive without having a damn good reason at all and if I'm not making any sense I would answer stupid surveys from social netwoking sites like ehmm friendster just for the sake of killing boredom. If these crazy rituals starts to take its own course it'll only means that I'm sick. For the past couple of weeks, one of the reasons I wasn't able to update my site is because I'm sick again. I was at the E.R. Makati Medical Hospital for this and guess what its all about? This one costs me 56php each for the anti-inflamatory medication which I need to take 2 times a day for 1 week straight, 12php each for the antibiotics, 19php for the hyrocloride candies, 120php for the gargle and last but not the least no smoking for 3 weeks. All because of acute tonsillopharyngitis (lamemans term: sore throat according to a friend who's a nurse.) Cause me a barrel of "lack of complaint attitute" and a box of "rules and regulation assessments every 4 hours" to get well soon and are you kidding me 3 weeks is not worth it. I was expecting it will only last for 5 days because of my restraint and I'm stricly following the doctor's advise plus the expensive medication I take and I have to borrow money from my mom just to buy those. Its mandatory for me to go to a doctor or hospital whenever I feel sick because I'm so afraid that something might happen worst like those on korean movies. They never knew that they have some termed-illness until they fall in love to some one and later die (ref: Lover's Concerto/Yeonae soseol and Now and Forever/Yeolliji movies that would move you I recommend this film to be watch with your boy/girlfriend... ok enuf of that.)

I have this ability to literally get sick if I want to. I can do it in an instance without doing something that would make me ill at all (ok I'm not making any sense here.) What I mean is I can be sick just by thinking "I'm not well today." Therefore providing me a valid reason not to do things. I'm a type of guy who's always on the go and I hate being sick *seriously writting.* Believe it or not I don't want this talent or mutant ability if that's what you call it (the its-all-in-the-mind thingy) cause everytime I feel lazy = same feeling I'll get sick afterwards =c

A Very Good News:

The result of my application in Impact College London for an ABE Business Adminstration course came last Oct. 22 and I'm so delighted and exuberated (delighted/exuberant = english terms?! UK eh*lol*) And I think it will just take me 3-4 more weeks before I'm outta here XD. There will definitely be a sad feeling too (mix emotions nga!) because I've known alot of people and made alot of friends here and I'm currently making new friends now in the office, it's a continous process, they come and go but the most important thing is keeping in touch and waving a hand if you've come across them, by any chance. Being able to be far away from home, to live on your own is a difficult thing to do. It'll be a different environmet there too. I mean not quite but really really different weather, December is the coldest month in Berkshire. Add up the loneliness throught December and talk about holiday season huh *sob* =c

Enuf!

I wish I had more time here and I wish for the couple of weeks of my stay here would be those really really good ones! (If your reading this, send me money so I'll be happy today *lol*)

Thanks for droping by and hope you guys have a good weekend too. Inuman na! I'll be at Mark's place, drinking. Its not good to drink and drive so always be careful, I prefer to smoke and fly than to drink and drive. XD

CIAO!

Nanay Upeng

I had this dream of Nanay Upeng who just passed away last month. I wasn't able to post this last month because I was so tired to do so after the trip from Nueva Ecija. Nanay Upeng wanted us to visit Nueva Ecija, too bad that it had to be her funeral before we went there. I can't remember what the dream was all about. This is weird 'coz its not so often that I forget dreams.

Nanay Upeng is the strongest lola I know. I even call her "cerbesa lola" behind her back *lol*. I could have betted my writting hand that she would die at the age of 120. If you took time to read some of my previous post you may know I have insomnia and I never have had a better companion for a bottle of beer but Jun-Jun and Nanay Upeng before bed. I missed those times when she kept the Gimenez family laugh through tough times. Although I'm just a visitor I never felt I'm an outcast simply because she's there for me. I feel I belong when she's around but how about now, she's gone? I like her funny antics even though it's really those antic jokes. She would kid around about me buying another bottle of beer for her and my girlfriend would grin at her wasted lola. For Jun-Jun, he would hug her lola like a man I know would never hug an old lady that way and then he said to her "Mahal na mahal ko 'to si Nana Upeng eh." and she replied "Wooo! Sige nga... penge pera kung ganon!" She would make the whole family laugh even though there's a power-outage and she would make them pay her by entertaining them with her "celindro" (a harmonica).

She never had a child nor a husband but even though she never had one, she still have a bunch of loving grandchildren and I loved her like my own blood aswell. I got really affected when I heard she passed away. She taught me without ever preaching. She taught me how to live life well and smile a lot. She always put family first before anything else.

To Nanay Upeng, I love you. I love you with all my heart and soul. Though I have remiss it, I hope you know it. You will always be here *pointing at my chest* and I will miss the companionship and your being just "nanay upeng attitude" . Your the best lola to your grandchildren and friend to me. You will be missed by the family.

Act of Terrorism or LPG Explosion?

I just woke up and I heard what's the lastest in the real world on a news flash (because I work during wee-hours of the night). So I have no idea what's happening during daytime. Reports mumbled on the tv set and I was still half asleep when I got up to eat. My brother was busy on my computer (we share room) and I thought it was just the usual flash reports of drunk drivers hitting posts and barricades on Edsa. But as I munched my breakfast, inasal chicken to be specific, my other senses completely woke me up and *with the yummy look on my face* I watched the news-flash with no intension of watching it at all.

Initial reports on the Glorietta 2 blast was due to LPG tank explosion, and it went off inside the Peking Garden Restaurant at the Glorietta 2 around 1:20 p.m. This is where my aunt used to work before and this is where her son's wedding recepcion took place (now its a pile of rubble, sorry to interupt the story coz it brings back the memories, I was the ring bearer on their wedding and it was my first time to be one).

On my opinion it was way too powerful to be an LPG tank explosion. As you can see on the pictures the damage extent is also shocking. The 4th report update was: 4 people found dead on the scene and 4 more died in the hospital and 56 people were seriously injured and brought to Makati Medical Center. Another witness said that the explosion was so strong that the trembling was felt up to the third level. The explosion ripped through the roof of the mall and damaged nearby shops. Debris from the blast were scattered on the streets. How the hell can this be an LPG tank?

Now I know the reason why president Gloria did not attend the grand opening of our office in Cubao. Scarred sh*t to be assassinated and if I remember right Frankie did told us he will if he saw her *lol*. I think the adiministration is tasting the countries' sorry ass picture around the world. Why would you think desperate housewives had provided a belittlement to Filipinos? Because we Filipinos kill each other, countrymen who wants liberation and revolution bombs his own country (what the hell? What kind of principle is that?). It hurts to see the country in deep mud that we Filipinos dug ourselves. I believe that we still have our long-standing esteem as Filipinos and I applaud you if you still have one. For those people who mocks us because we have flaws, I wish you rot in hell. And for those Filipinos who adds more dirt to our flag than senators and congressmen do, may satan take your soul right away and it'd be a better Philippines without all of you.

Farewell Album Orange And Lemons (Moonlane Gardens)

I post this in my review page in friendster but I also felt to post it here in my blog aswell. ONL played a great part in my life. They were the new age Beatles and I humbly admit I have a beatlemania syndrome ever since, from the moment I developed sense of hearing I knew I had "the Beatles" in my system.

I don't know how to handle this review with great courage to face the recent broke-up of the band that I applauded during their live performances and cherished the music they made. I saw Clementine's blog about the individual and musical differences between band members and the management though that's the main reason he didn't specify on a certain issue.I don't know if its just a publicity or so. But Clem did assure its not. Come to think of it the group's disbandment was announced when the second single from their "Moonlane Gardens" album "Fade," was about to be released. Yeah they fade right...

Back to the album. Its a great farewell album and I thought it'd be a collectors item. I like listening to tracks that Clem had provided on this album. They went much deeper on this one. I don't know if I heard Clem right I think he said "80% of ONL is my intellectual property." *asim dba?*

Watch out for these tracks:

Moonlane Gardens

It's About Time

Ode To Love

Eleven Minutes

These are my favorite tracks and everything on the album is just great.

Guaranteed 110% you'll love this album if you're intellectual, if you know what I mean. If you like listening to Sean Kingston's shallow music you'll find "Moonlane Gardens" album hard to digest.