Never Again, 2010

Temper. I had the worst temper for 2010. It was probably my angriest year yet. And I haven’t had the slightest idea why I was so upset. The little things, as in insignificant things ticked me off. I was even scared sometimes that I might do something regrettably wrong. Fortunately, I did not and kept myself sane. However, I might be looking at a heart attack if I don’t calm myself soon. Calming myself soon is making progress, especially in the last few weeks. But that’s a whole nuther story.

2010 kinda sucked for me. And there’s no one major reason. It just did. Why? Here why:

- First off, my favorite talkshow host, Conan O’Brien, and his show were controversially dropped by those evil networks.

- Missed Avatar in IMAX because that placed is cursed.

- My favorite short book, Vince’s Life, concluded really bad. Stupid ending!

- The Tagaytay birthday trip was generally fun, but the turnout wasn’t that commendable. Thank you, so-called friends.

- Most of my weekends were spent home being pathetic and miserable.

- Charley’s got a couple of scratches because of idiot drivers and the most useless and stupid transportation: motorcycles.

- My favorite American Idol finalist, ever, Didi Benami, barely made it to Top 10.

- One of the best TV shows ever, it’s in my Top 10 all-time favorite list, Legend of the Seeker, was axed after two seasons.

- Richard Gordon didn’t even accumulate a million votes and the people believed a golden (or should I say yellow) boy will do a better job of running the nation.

- Lost, the TV show, ended. It was the most exciting and saddest 2 hours of my TV life.

- Boston Celtics bowed to LA Lakers in 7 games. It was a worthy and exciting series.

- WORST MOMENT OF 2010 GOES TO: transferring to Ortigas. I think that move was the catalyst for my being upset 24/7.

There were, however, some moments that are worth mentioning, like:

- Lots of christenings this year. AJ’s daughter, Ajee and I was godfather twice to the babies of colleagues, Akee for Renee and Sebastian for Roi. They somehow trusted me enough. But the best baptism of the year, and possibly ever, goes to Lexi’s Christening. Mobile bars, swanky dinner, hot patrons--good freaking times!

- This year, I probably spent more time in front of the screen than any other year. Downloaded so many stuffs, mostly TV shows that I follow. I guess it kept me sane for most of 2010.

- By summer, the boys and I were able to go to Lucena, Quezon for the infamous Pahiyas Festival. It was my first native festival and my buddies and I really enjoyed our time there.

- I was featured in Cosmopolitan Magazine. Yay!

- My beloved Red Lions and Red Cubs won double championships in the 86th season of NCAA. The Lions made history with their 18-0 sweep of the tournament and the Cubs winning back-to-back titles. I have to say that the celebration was off the hook for this one.

- Like last year, there were still lots of parties and events that I graced my presence with. Can’t say that they’re much or less fun than the others because of my belief that a party is a party, whether it blows or not. Went to my first worship concert this year to support Hannah and I actually enjoyed them. And no, I did not burst into flames.

- She’s birthday and 2010 Holidays. These two are my favorite moments of the year.

I admit, not all bad. But I cannot fathom to put the year 2010 and the word Awesome in a sentence together. The conclusion of my lady best friend’s four-year relationship scared me because for a moment there, the 2005 emerged and that year wasn’t also good on me. But after several depressed sequences and emo situations, and with the help of a new disaster waiting to happen, I, for the first time, felt there’s really nothing more there. We are just really, really good friends and I am genuinely happy that we are. I find that I’d be more happier with this semi-new character in my life. Caution to self, though: seriously challenging.

For 2011: I have but one goal--try to be truly happy. Don’t care how or why, I just don’t want to be angry anymore. I’m tired of being upset with every thing that isn’t even important to me. Maybe study. I remember saying I will definitely go all serious about my career when I reach 25, so I tried to save in 2010 to further my studies and that one’s actually very possible.

Okay, this is a lengthy one. But I did have lots to say. After all, I don’t write anymore these days. So again, disappointed for 2010 and hoping to be not angry for 2011. Seven hours before the year ends, bring out your noisemakers, kids. It’s time to drink and be merry. (--,)

March

This year just keeps getting better. January started it all, February looked good as well, March is, well, the awesomeness that is the end of the first quarter of 2009 continues. Oh, yeah! March was that awesome that I actually forgot some of the events that I attended. Seriously! So, forgive me if I did not include your party because I can’t recall I was there. LOL!

March kicked off summer season for yours truly. The family’s Zambales’ trip was one for the books. It is also in March that one of our closest friends departed to sandier pastures. There was one event worth mentioning though that I did not go to because I was invited at the last minute. Tsss.

March 4, 2009 | Krocodile Grill with Nay, Zelle, and Neng

Okay, I’m not sure if I got the date right but I know this fell on the first week of March and it was my first event this month. I also know that we have pictures from this night but Z hasn’t uploaded them yet. Catch up on what’s happening with each other. Will probably turn into a monthly thing. Thank you, Z, for the pasalubong.

March 8, 2009 | You Changed My Life

What? I enjoyed the first one, I certainly enjoyed this one too. Some days, you just hafta be nationalistic. LOL.

March 12, 2009 | Kads’ Despedids @ Yoo-Hoo

One last session with our not-so-famous friend and colleague, with his new hairdo, Kads. He’ll be gone for a year or two. Or so he says. We each have our own bets and theory on how long before we see him. I say we’re spending the coming Christmas with him. LOL! Farewell, Wingman!

March 12, 2009 | Wrestlemania VII @ Van Square Garden

Right after saying goodbye to Kads that night, I was off to one of the most awaited MeanBoys event of the year: Van’s Birthday. Although, this year, the turnout was disappointing. Probably because the invites were sent the day before and as you know, we ain’t in college anymore. [Sighs] We also celebrated Boyds’ birthday that night. The night was full of steaks, pasta, roasts, beer and Johnny Walker was out best buddy all throughout. Van has not posted the rest of the pics yet. BOO!

March 15, 2009 | Tita Gee’s Birthday @ Via Mare, Serendra

Happy Birthday to her and thanks for a lovely dinner. It marked the start of the awesome celebrations her family had and are having. Wicked!

March 17, 2009 | Dad’s Birthday

Okay, aside from Dad’s birthday, nothing special happened on this day. We didn’t even see each other. I just feel like I had to mention it. Image was from my birthday. Happy Birthday, Father!

March 21-22, 2009 | Venturas of Matutum @ Tammy’s Zambales

This is an annual thing for the Venturas It started way back in the old days with our lolos and lolas taking my titos and titas at Sual, Pangasinan. ([Sighs] because the older folks have great stories about those trips but I wasn’t able to experience them anymore as they stopped going there mid-1980s) Anyway, I think Tammy’s will be the new Sual for our generation. The service was totally excellent and definitely worth it. I, not being much of an outdoor person, had a blast. And…as I observed after…it really brought the family together. Hopefully, my generation, my cousins would be as close-knitted as our parents are before us.

March 28, 2009 | Hannah’s Graduation Reception
@ John & Yoko, Greenbelt 5

Milestone for one of my favorite persons, great food, hot patrons, family…a no-brainer successful equation. Hannah graduated from high school and is off to this college in Katipunan. But before going all serious for the future, Japanese food, being her favorite, must be served. I had yet to make a food review of the resto, but I will. Earth Hour was also that night and I bumped into Anne Kartis. Yum!

March 31, 2009 | Baconator Night @ SM Mall of Asia

To cap off the month, my dreams of experiencing Wendy’s Baconators came true. Pay day and I finally agreed to Odette and Vanessa that I will accompany them to sample Haagen-Dazs’s hyped fondue. Together with Neng, we headed to SM Mall of Asia for it to become a reality, but for some reason, we ended up splitting one Baconator into three and settled for Ice Monster after. Har!

Goodbyes and milestones were the main themes of the month that was; birthdays as well and the annual family outing…awesome! Totally awesome! I really had a hard time documenting them because as much as March being eventful for me, my slothness level equaled my activities. Not much pictures, really. March delivered, and the last days of March were special as preparations for the “Ventura Event of the Year” were underway. Special because it paved the way to the start of the second quarter of the year, a month that is occasion-stricken, a month that’ll leave me poor for at least two months or so, a month that I had always enjoyed…April. (--,)

January

Start the year right. January always delivers. Yay! Fun-filled month and not one boring moment. Lots of ups and plenty of downs, but the ups and highlights trumps the downs. The negative side took its toll on us work-wise though. I feel the end is near and an uprising is at hand. Anyway, let the pictures narrate to you how my January went. I turned a year older and interesting things transpired. Woot!

January 1, 2009 | New Year Morn at Merville

January 1, 2009 | In-Between Nights

January 3, 2009 | Arfel & Len’s Wedding

January 3, 2009 | After Wedding Party with Classic ABE

January 3, 2009 | Nay-in-Law’s Despedida

January 17, 2009 | T&O’s Screwdriver Bash

January 19, 2009 | 23

January 25, 2009 | FROLICS ‘09 with High School friends

January 30, 2009 | Dinner with Friendships

January 31, 2009 | Underworld: Rise of the Lycans

Lots of people don’t like February for some reason. I don’t like the occasion it signifies but I’ve always found Februaries to be interesting, at least, for me. So, let’s hope the month of hearts won’t disappoint.

Scrëwè-D-rivër

The fun doesn’t stop for me after the Holidays and New Year as my birthday falls in January. Two presents or a really huge one, I used to get. Now, I’m just contented with major parties or dinner with friends. Yes, when people get old they change. I wouldn’t object though if you give me a belated wrapped gift. Thank you in advance. A new pair of pants would be swell.

O & T

Last year, I celebrated my 22nd birthday two ways: intimate gathering with the family and co-celebrating it with my colleagues at some seafood restaurant. I learned from my debut: my pad is provincial to my friends. Boo! But, I still say house party is the way to go. So, I gave it another shot this year. Got an okay from Odette and we set the date. Strictly office friends and colleagues, I said. That way, no one will complain that the venue’s not in NCR anymore. I counted 20 and had faith that we will all fit in our porch.

Grub... grub... grub...

January 17, 2009. Requested to go on leave so I could help out with and finish up the preparations. Stressful yet fun. I always enjoyed organizing some big event, well, not that much, I’m still tamad…I’m still better at hosting. Good thing Mum took care of every damn thing. Went to Landmark to buy the spirits. Party rule #1: Spirits either keep the party alive or kill it. Inexpensive booze, they carry. From now on, Landmark will carry all our alcoholic transactions. By 5:00 pm, we were putting the finishing touches and the South people messaged that they’re on their way.

Kads, Eunice, Met, Ronn and Ma-Anne were the first to be here. They brought cake. All of them are South residents so I asked them to coordinate with each other and I’ll just pick them up outside the village. It’s a maze before you reach our abode. Next up, a phone call that says they’re already lost could only mean one thing: the other celebrant has arrived. Odette, Veejei, Ton, Boy, Neng, and Ces completes the other major group. So, it’s time to eat. Lasagna and Buffalo Wings as entrees; Odette brought Barbecue and Siomai (props Ton) and we ordered Maki for sides. Like what Mum said, it’s been a while since we actually perfected our cooking. We used to be really good at it. Based on the praises of the chomping crowd, the grub’s a-okay!

T & O with T&C and Ex-T&Cs

Then comes the party fuel: two cases of beer, some Vodka Cruisers for the ladies and Boy, Neng gave us a bottle of Mudshaker, and I mixed my college kada’s very own recipe of Screwdriver. Add Nachos and Spicy Hotdog to the equation and the party’s going somewhere now. Gemm and Joyce sent me a message that they’ve arrive, which means added fun. They also brought cake. Brought out the TV and setup the Magic Sing and we got ourselves one hell of a party. Pictures were taken, drinks were passed around, all of them burned me with controversial questions--this event will go down in history, I thought. It did. But for a completely different reason.

Soffy was our last guest. His presence might be that intoxicating that I decided to ruin my own party. Around 1:00 am, I wasn’t sure what I was doing and moments later, I knocked myself out. Yes, I admit it was my fault that the festivities had to be cut short. Combination of stress from planning and hosting plus Screwdriver, not such a good idea. After that, the events that followed were just narrated to me the next morning. Half of the guests left, some did not want to but Iya and Uncle just had to intimidate them. The Offline Five stayed though, till the sun shined.

Happy 23rd to me! :))

My friends, I am so grateful for the effort you put just to attend our party. All-in-all, I say the party was successful. I’m sure everyone had fun and did not regret going. Let’s just say it could have been greater and epical if it weren’t for my stupidity. LOL. The other person responsible for this celebration, Odette, much appreciated everything you’ve done. Special thanks to Mum for everything, literally, everything. My next great big event would probably be in ‘11. That one, I swear, will be a huge one. And I will stay conscious! (--,)

Thanks to Veejei for most of the pictures.
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September

It’s the most wonderful time of the year…at least, for me. Bring on the BERs. Today is the start of my favorite month out of the twelve: September. Why? Forget about being poor and busy, I love September because there are only five days in this month that there’s no reason to celebrate. Imagine that. From September 1 to 30, it’s non-stop partying and paloozas. Okay, maybe not that extreme, but everyday still calls for merriment.

Mum’s birthday is on this month. Bes is also a Virgo. Tits and Lolo Teban who’s having their party up above. Colo, my AmBoy cuz. And a whole lot more. Like I said, this month doesn’t come cheap, but not one boring minute passes by.

I don’t know. But karma, be it good or bad, hangs out with me every September. It is in this month, in those 22 Septembers I’ve been through, that I have experienced lots of memorable moments and situations. No details. You’ll just have to trust me. Har!

And of course, September also marks the beginning of the holiday season. Well, in the Philippines at least. I’ve already seen a couple of parols and lanterns being sold in the streets and fat Santa figures ridiculously grinning at me as I pass by my neighbor’s house. Yay! Next thing you know, it’s snowing and presents, presents, presents. Right, maybe the latter, but still…I’m freakishly excited! (--,)

The Good Life

Took me a while before I realized that I had one of those awesome weekends. Well, technically, an awesome Saturday night, but for the sake of making that moment seem endless, I’ll be referring to it as the weekend. Last Saturday night was Paulooza 2008.

Paulooza (I coined the term) is “the” annual event that celebrates the birthday of our former OJT manager, Paul. Ever since we became friends with him, we were exposed to the finer things in life--corporate style. Yep, he’s our main man when it comes to swanky gimiks. Each year he gathers all his friends and colleagues and treats us to a hearty dinner. This time around, it was Myron’s Place in Greenbelt 5 that hosted our feast. And since, his friends and colleagues are kinda all married, dinner is the highlight of their evening. Not for us, kids. After dinner party is a must for him, and who are we to disagree. Destination: the hottest clubs and bars. This year’s no exception. He wanted to experience Alchemy and I am not about to say no to a Saturday night in that hot-patron-filled establishment.

Alchemy, as expected on a Saturday night, is jampacked with party people. Hot patrons, like I said, are everywhere. Aside from the occasional butch and trying hard socialite, every patron is indispensable. Whew. Good music (still have hangover from club music), beautiful people, overflowing booze, ViP status, what more can we ask for? How about one of those hot chics on the dance floor shakin their thang on us. Which, some of my buddies, were blessed with the opportunity. Good for them. I was in my “A” game that night but went home empty-handed (like that’s a surprise). I can think of “one reason” why. Heehee.

One more thing, Ron was present in this awesome night of mine. Awkward? Not one bit. I did get a 10-year supply of “ehems” and taunt coughs but I couldn’t care less. Yeah sure she’s my ex, but she’s also a good friend. Is there really a social norm where you can’t be friends with exes? If there is, screw it. I was never really fond of rules. I even broke the Bro Code on my first encounter with Cupid. *Evil Laugh*

Yes, yes, yes. Awesome indeed. After reading comments from friends from the pictures and resto review that I posted, it dawned on me that I had an “Upper East Side-like weekend.” To the point that V said I qualify for that expired Hampton’s thing. Hahaha. Yeah, come to think of it, for that span of the event, I was no different than those that you read from Cosmo or Lifestyle mags. Definitely, livin’ the good life!

Two Capricorns and An Aquarian

This event is six months in the making. Back when we were still a celebrated team, we go out on monthly dinners, just because we can and we want to. One time, it was suggested that we should try out seafoods for those one of those dinners. Everybody loved the idea but for some reason, it never pushed through. Come January and the team were blessed with three reasons to dine out and party JacQ, Odette, and Moi.

Us three were born on this month and thought, “What better way to treat the team than to finally make that long-awaited Dampa trip happen.” So, we did. Plan was set last January 12 but due to considerations for some people, I decided to postpone it to January 26 instead. That way, the turnout would be successful. Well, it didn’t change much. But that’s okay, people who were present matter to us three. Thanks, friends.

So, last Saturday, January 26, 2008, we finally made it past Makati and went ahead with the dampa-plan. We left the office after our shift, Carl hitching Odette, Boy, and Nyce; and me, taking JacQ, Veejei, and Alpha with me. When we reached Macapagal, we were greeted with the only thing that ruined that night: Carl was flagged down by traffic enforcers and confiscated his license for switching lanes. Can’t really explain what and how it happened but from what I have heard, it’s one of those abuse of authority and baseless apprehensions. Tsk tsk.

Odette was the one who was familiar with the place so I let her choose our venue for the night. You see, Seaside, Macapagal holds at least 50 dampa-style restaurants and it’s easy to get lost if you don’t know what you’re doing. She decided that’s Shylin’s the one. It cooks good food, cool ambience, and a videoke machine--the most important factor in selecting a venue. I, personally, do not know how to “mamalengke” so I said ordering ahead would just be fine. But Alpha insisted that she’s going to teach us how to select and purchase fresh seafoods. Thanks, but no thanks. I let JacQ and Odette go with her. I’ll just pay for whatever they got. Hehehe.

Just when we were starting to do what we do best--picture taking--Kads arrived to join the festivities. Veejei started the party with her rendition of a popular ballad that I forgot. This is where the awesomeness of this night begins. There was this old guy who sings so “passionately” that we wanted to take away their bottle of Carlos Rossi. He was crooning all these depressing old tunes, which was not appropriate for our occasion. Come on, we just turned twenty-something! Alpha gave her two cents worth for every song the old guy sings. Technically, they should sing a duet together. They’ll probably make a good couple and who knows; even make it to that talent show. No, not American Idol, more in the ranks of “Aawitan Kita.” Nyahahaha,

More shots taken, a fireworks display, and awesome voices of Veejei and JacQ, and Alpha (fine) later, food is served. Oh, yeah. This is the reason you go to dampa-styled restos: the food! Buttered shrimps, camaron rebosado, calamares, grilled “panga,” “sinigang sa miso,” mountains of rice…life is good! And the best part is, plenty for everyone and very conducive to our wallets.

Feeling that the night could offer more, I decided to SMS Ru if she wanted to follow us as she only lives a couple of minutes away from where we are. She did made an appearance. Yay! Ronn also arrived seconds before Ru did, and our beloved guests are complete. Of course they cornered Ru with their work-related questions, to which I do know the outcome of their conversations. Stories, stories, and lovely voices from those hot girls in the other table, and more stories later--it was time for the booze. Just one round as everyone was too full for alcohol.

It’s always fun to sing even if you’re not blessed with a good voice. This is our mindset. Everyone had their turn on the microphone and sang their hearts out. If we were to judge the best performance (take note: performance, not voice), it’s going to be a toss between Ru’s “If I Keep My Heart Out of Sight,” a Nikki Gil revival, or Kads’ “Push” by Matchbox 20. So I finally heard him sing. He’s supposed to be a “rockstar,” as everyone would say. Hehehe. Rock on, man! I will accompany you to the Idol auditions.

And then it’s time to go home. We asked for the bill and paid for it. I was surprised on how inexpensive it was for that much food. Great deal. I fitted the gang in my car to drop them off at Baclaran. After they all went down, I drove Ru home because she’s on my way anyway. The people in the office are going to have a field day upon reading that last sentence. You vultures! Mwahahaha! I arrived home, went online, found a friend all by herself, and kept her company until I was on the verge of passing out.
And that concludes our January celebration gimik. One can’t help but notice though that we used to occupy really long tables and always have trouble compressing ourselves to fit into frame, now, our friends present are what’s left of a once sensational team. But no worries; I certainly had fun. Hoping the gang did too.
In behalf of Odette and JacQ, I would like to thank: Ru, Kads, Carl, Boy, Veejei, Nyce, Ronn, Alpha, and Ovie. Thanks for taking time to celebrate with us. Of course, thanks to the Offline team and several T&C friends who greeted us on our special days. Until next time.
Aquarians and Pisceans, you guys are up.

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“Two Capricorns and An Aquarian = Dampa!”

Impulse: The Year-End Party (--,)

“PARTY HARD!” It’s the two words that I kept uttering the whole night of December 21, 2007. And it was very fitting. The two words that best described the annual PS year end party, aptly named this year, “Impulse: The Year-End Party,” held at Folk Arts Theater in CCP Complex. I had so much fun that evening that that party makes it to my history books as one of the dopest ever. It’s one of those times that you get to dress up and get loose and unwind, forgetting about work and negativities per se. All the elements of successful partying were present: friends, colleagues, literally hundreds of images, great music, fashion, booze, (with the exception of food and venue) but the experience compensated for all of it. Oh, yeah.

I had to go to work that day as it is a Friday, so the partying starts the moment I pressed AD 24 – Headset. Upon hearing the clicking sound, time to partehy! Kads were unusually early that time and we waited for some of our friends who get off at 6:00. So what do we do while we wait for them? Photo ops, of course: in our lobby and by the parking lot in front of our office. (The vines on the railings make for a great Hampton’s-like background…Hehehe). So, together with Monette (who by the way looked very lovely in dress), Mackoie, Archee, and Odette, we’re off to Folk Arts Theater. The traffic was terrible that it took us an hour and a half to reach a supposedly 15 -minute distance travel. That just sucks which contributed to the one disappointment this whole evening, which you will find out later. When we arrived to the venue, there were no more parking slots available so we had to park all the way to Star City. It was already 8:45 when we found free slots and I quickly changed into my attire inside my car. This time, I’m suited all suited up for Impulse. It’s once a year, give this to me! Hehehe. We walked towards the theater and there were still long lines in registration. Upon claiming our stubs and tickets, it’s game time!

Finding out that there weren’t any seats and round tables left, we settled for cocktail tables in the middle of the theater. We got our food, it was disappointing, and was shockingly full after. We decided to join Met’s group so us, Offline, would be together, which makes it even funner! The flashes of my friends cameras were ridiculous and it didn’t stop for quite some time. As the night progresses and big raffles were awarded to some lucky yet quite controversial employees, we waited for the main attraction of the party: the bands. Playing that night were Up Dharma Down, Kyla with the PS Idols, Bamboo, Parokya Ni Edgar, and Kamikazee. From this year’s band lineup, it’s a no-brainer that the night will ROCK! They didn’t disappoint. Bamboo is a god as we all know, Parokya and Kamikazee were always a joy and laugh and entertaining to listen and watch, but I never did get to see the first two bands and singer as their sets were already done when we got to the event. We rocked and partied so hard and we still have the energy to take some more pictures.

The cherry-on-the-top of this event was the images and albums that my friends accomplished. My goal for that night was 500 images and it exceeded my expectations. And I was kinda popular with those pictures as some of them were taken with a good friend, which Carl turned into a controversy, but in a good way. Hihihi. For the ultimate photo experience, click their names and it will take you to their personal photo albums: Kads, Kibi, Met, Jacq, Gemma, Warren, and (--,). I would like to thank you all guys for taking time to immortalize that night. Keep rockin’!

The evening does not end when the lights went on at around 2:00 in the morning. We hooked up with some ET people and took some more pictures and we planned our very own T&C after party. Venue was decided and Providence, Taft was given the honors. So, we went there but Prov was packed with people that we had to wait for some rooms to be vacant. We decided to dine in first at Tapa King, as we were really, really hungry at that time. I was treated by batchmate/close friend, Arnee, to a heavy meal, which I’m very grateful for. The Tapa King setting was one of the best moments of that night for me. Here, transcriptionists and editors, from different LOBs are all together eating like a family. There were representatives from each team and it didn’t matter even if our account was crumbling; it matters that we are there for each other. Two rooms in Prov are cleared and that’s where we cue the Imperial March theme.

Disaster strikes as my trusty ol’ Timmobile decided she’s too tired from partying and won’t start. It’s 3:00 AM in the morning and my friends are belting their lungs out whilst I was waiting for the tow truck so I could go home. Thanks to Mackoie and Kads who stayed with me and tried to fix her up to no avail, (Kads for just staying there and taking a very embarrassing picture). The tow truck arrived at around 4:30 AM and I got home 5:30 already. Which gives me ample time to call in for work as I have a shift, by the way, that starts 8:00 AM that day. I never did go to work that day and later found out that we were swamped with files and that Christmas day time-off was canceled. But that’s another story.

Impulse was the fitting closing event of 2007 for me. I had so much fun and memories in that party. I also have lots of photos to remember and reminisce about it. Even if the night ended frustratingly, the experience itself proved to be too much fun that I the smile on my face lasted. Even if T&C is rapidly falling apart and people are being picked one by one like sitting ducks, this event made us all feel special. Christmas just got sweeter this year with Impulse. Here’s hoping to a good year for all of you, guys! Merry Christmas!!!