#40

Share the time again
I spend with you
A friend is always good to have
But a lovers kiss is better than angels raining down at me
I dream of you at times
When your by my side
Dream you're not just like you are
So troubled and doubling my pain
Just one more tear
You shed for me

I wish that i could climb inside your mind
And spend some time in there hug and hold you
And mold you into what I'd like
Lord, i can't do this
Just a kiss to spend a while by you
And a familiar smell and voice
While I lay waiting
Then you lean back and smiling
On you
Most everything you do for me, I say
And the while let's make our way
And feel warm
In the middle of this storm with you
Love will grow, angel..

Oh well, oh the friends the say oh she's good, oh she's right
I say
When you were again
When you were my friend
Before the lie,
This one
Say, say... oh yes
Yes I do
And with you
Sometimes
But while i do my best
With all the rest I leave to you
Can't wait for the hour
When two things become this
Always All this trouble from a kiss from you
I'll do it
And then you come up smiling
And I'm thrown
Until I get a little storm with you, I'll do it

Always, all the love
Lovers, line up and yeah
Impossible, but lead you go oh but a loves stole
The road to you is long and
I've been on it for a while
And I need a warm embrace
I'll take a break
And decide I want to leave you awake
Always
And you are all there
Time, I'll give it
And I feel
Tired...

Like a Diamond from Sierra Leone..

How can something so wrong feel so right..?

5 Years..

5 Years, and still.. can it be all that simple?! Yeah, today officially marks my fifth official blogging year. And frankly, for the past five years, i've been writing from the sould and i ain't got no plans of retracting whatever it is i've written, so for those who got hit.. well.. you had that coming so just suck it in and move on..

So anyway, i haven't complained about work for the past few months so now I think is the time to complain again. Today, was my performance appraisal and after six months of bloody work, i find out that I ain't gonna be regularized till December well that ain't sure yet but fuck if i'n not by then i don't know what's wrong anymore... Till December.. what the hell?!?! It's been a very very very long Six months and fuck, I don't want to even say it anymore but Fuck.. I think I deserved to get regularized.. Seriously.. I've worked too damn hard already..

They said that i've got to be more "Enthusiastic" with what I do.. Enthusiastic?! c'mon man, how enthusiastic can a person get?! does that mean they want me to prance around the front desk everytime my shift is about to start and mope everytime it's about to end?! Jesus, Man, i don't know what to do anymore.. Oh yeah, how can i forget.. I bring a "negative vibe" around the desk? you got to be serious.. a Negative Vibe?! now i don't know where this came from.. but damn, i'm sure it ain't coming from me..

To the Person who answered "Mon is Mon" when he or she was asked how i was at the desk: Well.. you don't know me so, how're you able to say Mon is Mon? Get your facts straight..

And I Heard Em' Say..

And so I haven't blogged in awhile.. So Anyway, the Graveyard Vigil is finally over and i'm back to my regular 3 - 12mn sched. Though, the only problem is, all of the cars are in the shop.. Thus, I'm bound for the bus in the next two weeks.. It's easy commuting in the early morn though late at night it could be a struggle. You know what i mean? And I seriously don't mind commuting to and from work, it actually saves me alot of cash, but since my sched usually ends late at night, it can be quite a drag.. So C'est La Vie... i hope i get to use the expedition tomorrow, but shit the parking is gonna be a challenge if ever i do get to use that..

Anyway, so far so good.. the off yesterday was well spent. A Brother's Pounder at Brother's Burger + a Late night trip to the drugstore at the market + a cookie Skilet at Tony Romas + A nostalgic Street Fighter 2 and Mario 3 trip at the 64 inch = One Fine Night. What more could you ask for right? and oh yeah, how can i forget? the stars were up, So i guess everything was going the way it should be..

**Hun, one more thing you should know about me; when the sky resembles a back lit canopy with holes punched in it, it's my night.. enough said :)

Graveyard Shift.. Day 3

So fat so good.. I've survived three days in this shift without having to stab anyone or getting the shivers. Anyway, there hasn't been anything blog worthfor the past three days, thus i skipped blogging yesterday.. Well, for whatever it's worth, awhile ago around four thirty in the morning (it's already six by the way) an Arab aquired two prostitutes who he thought were Girls.. Apparently they're transvestites and when he found out that they both had a piece, he refused to pay them and called security.. I was actually surprised that he didn't try to kill them..

So the Transvestites' story when they were being questioned was they've already had sex and the Arab didn't want to pay them in full.. And the Arab's story was when he found out that they both had a piece he didn't want to do nothing with them anymore..

Actually, Me and Jenn (the Supervisor), didn't know who to believe.. so who do you think is telling the truth?! Your Comments would be much appreciated! hahaha!!

Graveyard shift.. Day 1

So here starts my six day grand-vigil in the graveyard shift (yes, i complain alot so shoot me). Actually there's no use complaining now since the schedule has been finalized and one more thing, once you're in the graveyard shift there's no way that your sched can change.. You're gonna have to wait for your day-off.. So hence I'll be here for the next six days..

Anyway.. I've said it before and i'll say it again. If you don't like what your reading in this blog then don't read it. I just don't understand how people don't understand what a blog is supposed to be. Ok, this is my public service for this month.. to basically explain to the confused or to the fickled, what a blog is..

Item One:

Blog (blŏg)
Definition: An online diary; a personal chronological log of thoughts published on a Web page; also called Weblog, Web log
Example: Typically updated daily, blogs often reflect the personality of the author.
Etymology: shortened form of Weblog
Usage: blog, blogged, blogging v, blogger n

Ok, now notice the third word on the definition "Diary".. So this basically means that i can say whatever the hell it is that I want to say since a diary is a personal record of events or feeling or attitude the writer has experienced.. Ok, now let's look at the word "Personal" which means pertaining to personal property which basicially means since this is my "Personal Diary", I can write whatever i want into it..

So what i'm trying to say is, if you didn't like what's written the last time, what make you think that you'll like what's written the next time? catch my drift? and just for the record.. What I wrote wasn't actually something to have a riot about. What I wrote is how I felt not against you guys but about the system which I don't like..

So to "THE" people who got affected by what I wrote this time.. Pleaaase read the entry carefully and try to understand what's written before you throw a fit or something or react alright?

CIAO!

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

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

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..

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!"

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

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.."

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..

First of the Month..

Writer's block- "Is a phenomenon involving temporary loss of ability to begin or continue writing, usually due to lack of inspiration or creativity.."

Well.. that's according to Wikipedia..

Writer's Block- "It's just Fucked up! Don't you just hate it when this happens?"

And that's according to me..

It's been great but since I have this disease as of the moment, I dare not write about it now. It's just too good to sound mediocre..

...

Still sick from last weeks "flu". I took a leave last Saturday to just ease up on what i've been doing and to attend what probably is my last YE. Though it died down to colds and cough, I wanted so much to take another sick leave and just lounge around the bed the whole day in an attempt to ward away this stupid flu.. It's funny though, since if you've been sick this long, it makes you forget how it feels to be not sick. Well funny in a sense that It makes you appreciate the feeling and the fact that you will be better soon..

Line of The Week..

"Come to think of it.. Common sense isn't that common"

I seriously have to agree with that..

Graveyard Shift.. The Last Day

So, today is the last day of my graveyard shift. It's gonna be a long while before i get back to this schedule (Thank God..). So tomorrow, since technically it's already my day-off today, i'm gonna be on the Morning shift handling check-outs and just my luck the whole Stolt-Neilsen group which has 52 room will be checking out (Yahoo!! more work for me!!). Thankfully, that's my only morning shift up until next next week, where in i'm ending the month on the morning shift..

Anyway, so to sum everything up, my graveyard shif composed of hanging out with Miss Jen and yesterday with sir Ralph.. and work wise.. well.. let's not go there.. Oh yeah, they shampooed the carpet awhile ago and they have huge ass fans here to dry it, it's so freaking noisy in here that i feel like i'm in an airplane.. Well.. that's as close as i'm getting to Flying in a long while..

Ps. CHITO BELTRAN OF COMPUWARE AND MR. NEIL UEMAE OF 1704, YOU GUYS ARE THE SHIZNIT!

Ciao!

Graveyard.. Day 4

Well.. here's another one..

Graveyard Shift.. Day 3

And so, as expected, today is like yesterday and the day before that. And also, as expected, I've done everything that needs to be done, a little over an hour ago so now.. Once again, i'm waiting for day-end. God, this is such a boring night..

"The Supervisor"

Yesterday morning, I found out that out newly appointed "supervisor" was trying to implement a new rule that's only applicable here in the front desk. Apparently he's trying to remove the grace period given to us by the company so we avoid being late (FYI: the company gives us a grace period of 7 minutes before we are actually marked as late). Anyway, so what he's planning to do is we could still come in on our grace period regarding that we pay 1 peso per minute that we come in after our official time. Well this isn't actually the first time he tried to make a rule out of thin air. The first one was kinda ok and shit since the profiles really need some updating (FYI: the first one is every un-updated profile under your name is 5 bucks and yes, because of this i'm gonna be the sponsor of our christmas party). But this one is just pushing it.

Seriously man, where the hell did you get this Idea? There's an obvious good reason for the grace period man, thus the reason why it's there. It's not there just for the hell of it. If this is your idea of sucking up to our Front Office Manager, I think you should try a different approach.. A more smarter approach.. The type that won't make you look like an idiot..

PS. Just a thought.. Since you're not the one paying me, you don't have the right to take any away for me. So please don't be expecting me to pay you for that idiotic idea that you have if ever it pushes through.

Today's Literature: How to Think Like Da Vinci by Michael Gleb

Graveyard Shift.. Day 2

So like, day one, day two is just the same.. The only difference is, I have coffee, I took the bus to work today and i'm thirteen minutes late. Which means I only have 3 minutes more before i get suspended (I already accumulated 30 minutes from last September 1 and we are only alloted 46 minutes of lates in a month before suspension). Well.. If ever I do get suspended, at least I get to rest for three days right? The perfect time to go to the beach! hehe..

So right before work Me and Prim headed for this cocktail / wine tasting event in Mondrian, right beside Parque Espana in Alabang. It's another one of those micro-marketing events Vic and Citibank sets up for their potential clients and curent ones.. Well anyway, Vic always drags us into stuff like these and for some reason, i'm the one who's always present thus the reason why his boss knows me so well (not because I got a huge bank account! though i wish it was because of that). So.. Good wine + Good Food + Good Company + Good Conversation = OH SHIT I TOTALLY FORGOT THAT I HAVE TO GO TO WORK TONIGHT!

Yes, this is the reason why I was late and Primo.. well let's just say that's the reason why he took a sabbatical from work tonight. I was actually on the verge of taking one as well, but i all of a sudden grew a conscience, and thought about who was going on a straight shift if ever (Of all times that I really needed a conscience and didn't get one why on earth did i have to grow one now?!).. So there you go.. Now i'm at work.. Fucking Conscience..