Sunday, October 28, 2007

A shit load of the green fairy..

Maybe, the reason why i prefer to write everything I have when i'm intoxicated is because everything comes out naturally you know what i mean?! naturally without any inhibitions and no masks. I find that everything i write when i'm intoxicated clearly makes perfect sense in the morning.. though my typing gets pretty fucked..

Anyway, I skipped work yesterday to donate blood for my hommie Kevin Choy who is in dire need of blood. And so according to the nurse who i think shares the same sentiments as i do when it comes to going to work, is that i should,'t head for work no more since i might get into an accident if ever i tried to go to work, because i'd be really weak right after donating. Thus i skipped work..

So, instead of hanging behind the desk, i spent almost the whole day with the girl. Which made the whole skipping work thing more worth while.. Ciao

Monday, October 22, 2007

Last night was a fantasy.. i'm just gonna keep it that way..

Thursday, October 18, 2007

Graveyard..

Well another day at the most fucked up schedule in the world.. This week it's only until tomorrow but the messed up part is, after a week, i'll be back in this shift for another week and then evening on next and then Graveyard again.. Shit I NEED A NEW JOB!

Anyway, According to the front office manager, since one of my officemates is pregnant we will be in the graveyard shit more than the usual. Well, I don't want to sound like a selfish ass or anything but I don't think that'll work for me..

Well.. moving on, i'll continue blogging later during the shift when the eventual boredom strikes me a lightning that I already know where it's gonna drop..

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

The Memo

What I don't understand is.. Was my mistake a few days back as grave as what she did? Did my mistake cost the hotel a lot of lost profit compared to hers? Did my mistake become a major issue in the hotel like hers? Because as far as i'm concerned, my mistake didn't do all those and hers did.. So now, why is it that I get a memo and she doesn't? I don't like counting mistakes just as the next guy but this i just have to because frankly, i don't think I deserved that memo..

I'm not saying that i'm getting regularized nor am I saying that i'm not, it's just that It's been a long five months.. a very very very long five months in fact. Five months of dragging myself to go to an overworked but underpaid job that I fucking hate to the bone.. So, I'm just saying that, if nothing happens to me on the sixth or i don't get regularized by then, i'm gonna have to resign.. That's just too fucking long already for something not to happen already you know? I'm not threatening or anything if that's what you think.. basically i'm just saying what's on my mind..

For a fact I know, that people would be saying "Sayang! Don't resign!".. Well.. in my defence.. "Sayang din yun 6 months! I should have gone out nalang and searched for more jobs in the kitchen!"


Monday, October 15, 2007

Sunday Slowdown..

"And i thought doing nothing at work was so much fun.."


And so, why did I even bother going to work today when there wasn't much to do. The first three hours maybe there was alot of stuff going around but the next six felt like forever. Well.. yeah something like that. Because in all honesty, I really tried to look for something to do.. It's just that there was none.. So to conclude this part of my entry.. Going to work doesn't necessarily mean that you'd end up with a productive day. So go figure..

So anyway, the Rents and Aby left for the states this morning and it's just us boys here at home for the next three and a half weeks (so that's Me, Sieg, Wowie and the Sanch boogie).. I can still remember the last time this happened... Yeah, a tree crashed into the dad's expedition because Sieg decided to go on a road trip around Alabang in the "Eye" of one of the craziest storms that ever hit the Philippine Islands.. I'm just praying we don't get a repeat of that shit..

Anyway.. other than that.. everythings great.. or so i think it is..

Ciao

Tuesday, October 09, 2007

701

Number one after seven hundred entries. after four years of writing, i just now relized that i haven't posted as much as i should. I should have been upto a thousand right now from the way i just randomly post stuff.. but i guess this just says that i havn't been posting enough shit.. and also this means i should post more than the usual.. well.. yeah.. ok, enough of this..

So i saw a girl, a guy and a car get hit by a falling burbon glass from the 24th floor of our hotel. well.. if i wasn't in the position where i was actually working in the damn hotel, like if i was a passerby and i just saw the whole incident happen, i'd probably be pssing py pants laughing until now. Call me an ass for thinking that way, but the accuracy of that person who threw the glass is just inhuman! seriously.. from the 24th floor down and he hits two people and a car?! c'mon man, that has to count for something right?

Anyway, i got this from Kobe, i'm still figuring out what it means, but if it comes from kobe, and you know how he is when it comes to inspiration, this probably means something good..

"Scito hoc super omnia.
Haec vita est tua una sola.
Dum vita superest,
utere maxime quoque puncto,
momento, et hora quae habes.
Tempus neminem non manet.
Noli manere tempus.
Carpe diem.."

Thursday, October 04, 2007

Little Death..

Please sleep, my darling, sleep. Your cry for inspiration, never reaches ears on distant stars. And every night our lonely planet slides across the universe. And I won't pretend I understand.

Please sleep, my darling, sleep. Your death by information won't disturb the peace on distant stars. And even when you lock the doors and slide behind the unlit shades,
None of us are strangers anymore.

So fall asleep with the windows open. Come to me with the worst you've said and done.
You'll close your eyes and see me. A little death makes life more meaningful.
I stand no chance at all..

Please sleep, my darling, sleep. My Heart crash in slow motion won't upset the pace on distant stars. And one by one our years of our lives stumble as the moments pass.
So please hold on. Please hold on.

So fall asleep with the windows open. Come to me with the worst you've said and done.
You'll close your eyes and see me. A little death makes life more meaningful.
I stand no chance at all..

Monday, October 01, 2007

First of the Month..

"The Motherfuckin' Saga Continues.."

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