Genocide

The ship is slowly sinking. Another wing collapsed, and still, we’re safe. Feels like we’re those people in Titanic. We, the remaining people, are the women and children. Them, the crew and citizens in the hull of the ship.

Obviously, my instincts failed me. It rarely does. But it did. In a related entry, (--,), I wrote about feeling somewhat apprehensive last week because I was so sure that I’ll be booted out sooner than expected. I do make mistakes. And predicting that I was to go ASAP is an error that I committed. The news of the GA this morning left me speechless. I still am feeling troubled to this moment. This shouldn’t come as a surprise to me, but I never expected an occurrence of genocide.

I cannot say much as I wasn’t directly affected on what happened. But it stings, man. Not only because of the stability and security that they try so hard to make us believe that still exists--screw that--but also losing some of the best people that one will ever meet. Two of my closest friends, Maika and Arnee, my batchmates, we’ve known each other since day one. Even if we ain’t on the same team, we were at least under the same account. Only Roi and I are left on our batch. Not very comforting. And also, to Zelle, Soffy, Gemm, Mer, Shai, Paul, Jai, Warren, Jeff, and Arlene (also a batchmate), we may not be as close as we are with our teammates, but here’s hoping you guys and gals find better purposes and success in your endeavors.

So what now? What happens to us remaining “lucky ones?” Well, my mindset is clear, live each day like it’s my last. Technically, I’ve been doing that ever since I started working there, so why stop now? They say we are safe and secure because it is in our team that you will find the best of the best of the best. We know, obviously, it’s a fact. But we don’t buy it.

Let’s just wait for the next e-mail from those people who resources humans.

I borrowed the pic from Warren and I haven't asked permission. Please?

Pussies & Bitches

In my never-ending quest to work in the advertising industry, I found another ad that tickled my funny bone and stimulated that part of my brain that is green in color. Last Sunday, I was terrorized by my college buddies for another “birthday” nightout. Saying that they went to Frolics with me as their primary reason and Sto. Nino coming only in second. You guys are seriously going to hell. And yet, I still hang out with you. Tsk tsk. Anyway, so we ended up in Metrowalk. Logic being that the spot is actually a compromise for North and South inhabitants. I don’t buy it, but I agreed anyways. After all, it’s very rare nowadays to meet up with these bozos. I brought my cam to capture our session but for some stupid reason, I left the power on while we were having dinner. The battery drained, with only one surviving shot of that night. à
Seriously, I know sex sells, but naming your pet shop like the one above may be pushing it a bit far. The thing is, kids frequent the shop to play with the cute animals and their eyes twinkle with delight upon seeing the pups and kitties. And still, one can’t help but notice the big tarpaulin hanging in the entrance of the store. I ain’t against nor I am for it. I gotta admit it’s eye-catching and it definitely raises one’s curiosity. I think it’s the perfect ad, minus the morality and ethics. For sure, lots of conservatives eyebrows are now twitching and that big vein in their foreheads are close to exploding. You people need to take it easy. It’s a good ad. It’s literal and direct. Kids, in 10 years or so, would yearn for them anyway. Hehehe. Why not start early?

This is not a paid advertisement.
(And I’ll be writing a separate entry for the events of that night with my buddies.)

Mailbox Metrowalking and Frolics at Seaside

A very prolific and awesome weekend it was. I partied out last Saturday night with my office friends. Feast Day of Sto. Nino at my beloved school, meaning, Frolics! Meaning, I get to meet and catch up with old schoolmates and friends. Yay! Partied yet again last night with the Mean Boys. Really missed those guys. To top it all off, all new episodes of Prison Break, One Tree Hill, and Gossip Girl waiting for me. Whew! I had a splendid weekend, which gives me lots and lots to write about and reflect about.

>> Offline goes to Seaside
>> Frolics 2008 and Metrowalk

with Mean Boys

>> Naughty ad I saw at Metrowalk
>> Clean up my mailbox

(I really gots to!)

>> Watch Prison Break, One Tree Hill, and Gossip Girl

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My mailbox really needs cleaning--fast. Due to some recent unemployment scares, I needed the help of my “professional” e-mail address yet again. Problem is, the last time I checked that address was August of last year. Hehehe. Hence:

It took me an hour or so to clean it up. Also turned off e-mail notification alerts from my social networking accounts. It really cluttered my inbox. Except, of course, for the job alerts. Oh dear Jobstreet, I have missed you!

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.

For more pictures and images of our dinner, click:
“Two Capricorns and An Aquarian = Dampa!”

Sunday Scribbles III

FAVORITE MOVIES OF ALL TIME

January 26, 2008

That Thing You Do! (1996)
“In every life there comes a time when that dream you dream becomes that thing you do.”

It's the summer of 1964, and Guy Patterson is a salesman at his father's appliance store in Erie, PA. By day, he sells toasters and transistor radios. But at night, he retreats to the basement, sits down at a set of drums, and disappears into a cloud of jazz percussion. In other words, he's ready to roll when a local rock band loses its drummer and asks him to sit in at a college talent show. One month later, The Wonders are shooting stars in the Play-Tone galaxy--with a recording contract, a state fair tour and a trip to Hollywood. As their signature song, That Thing You Do!, rockets to the top of the charts, The Wonders embark on a humorous and surprising journey where they not only get a taste of fame, but an extraordinary look at the halcyon days of rock and roll.

No one ever expects nor chooses this film as their favorite. That’s why I love it. It has all the elements of a perfect feel-good movie: cool characters, awesome setting and era, and best of all, perfect music! I won’t have any qualms or problems at all if I lived in the 60’s. I probably did, in my past life, if there’s such a thing.

Cruel Intentions (1999)
“What you can’t have, You can’t resist.”

A tale of betrayal centering on two wealthy, manipulative teenage stepsiblings from Manhattan's uppercrust. It's summer break, and Kathryn has been dumped by her beau, Court Reynolds, for the innocent Cecile. Desperate to get even, Kathryn challenges Sebastian to ruin Cecile by deflowering her--thus humiliating Court by delivering Cecile to him as damaged goods. Sebastian has pretty much 'had' all of the girls in New York City up to this point, and he's gotten a bit bored of it all. Though this is too easy a conquest for him, he obliges. He sets his sights on a higher challenge--the headmaster's daughter, Annette, who recently wrote an article in 'Seventeen' Magazine about how she intends to stay pure until she marries her boyfriend. Sebastian bets Kathryn that he can seduce the chaste and pristine Annette. Kathryn believes it impossible, and agrees to the wager--and if Sebastian succeeds, Kathryn must give him a night of unbridled pleasure, something he's wanted since their parents got married.

Power, money, sex, popularity: the best things in life. One of my favorite movie characters of all-time: Sebastian Valmont. He’s got everything, except happiness. He found it, and he threw it away. Classic! The manipulation and exploitation of lesser characters on this movie was so perfectly portrayed, makes one really envious. Hehehe. Yeah, I’m evil.

10 Things I Hate About You (1999)
“How do I loathe thee? Let me count the ways.”

Bianca Stratford is pretty and popular, but her strict family won't allow her to date until her older sister does: the problem is that sister Kat is an outsider who tries to alienate any guy who might be interested in her. So Bianca's would-be boyfriend bribes fellow outsider Patrick to ask out Kat, thinking that this sullen young man with a mysterious past might tempt Kat to rise to the challenge.

Like “She’s All That,” I never really knew why I love this movie. Probably because it’s one of those “teen” flicks that defined my generation. Yes, I was in high school when this movie was released, and yes, I watched it in the theater. It was also the stepping-stone for Julia Stiles (love, love, love) and Heath Ledger (Godspeed). “As opposed to Planet ‘Look At Me, Look At Me’?” Hahaha.

Fight Club (1999)
“How much can you know about yourself if you've never been in a fight?”

The mundane existence of a product liability evaluator and insomniac, who is addicted to self-help groups, is turned upside down when he meets a sado-masochistic anarchist who is secretly plotting to overthrow civilization. As their friendship grows, they become increasingly involved in a secret society of "fight clubs" where men act out their aggressions and violently beat one another to a pulp. In the meantime, the evaluator falls in love with a woman who is also addicted to self-help groups, but is unable to act on his desire for her.

The first rule about Fight Club is: " You don't talk about Fight Club".
The second rule about Fight Club is: " You don't talk about Fight Club".

Ah, yes. The perfect violent movie without the gore and stupid slashing effects. Anyway, I just really like this movie. Makes me wonder, what if I start a “Fight Club?” Hmm…

Serendipity (2001)
“Can Once In A Lifetime Happen Twice?”

It's a bustling day in New York City, and amidst the usual mad rush, the paths of two strangers collide as they fall victim to a mutual, all-consuming attraction. Despite the fact that each is involved in another relationship, Jonathan and Sara bide their time, staying connected by wandering through Manhattan and talking until the wee hours, while never mentioning each other's names. But, when the night reaches an inevitable end, the two are forced to determine the next step. When the smitten Jonathan suggests an exchange of phone numbers, Sara has a different idea in mind that will allow fate to take control of the future. If they are meant to be together, she convinces him, the universe will reveal its telltale signs. At least that's the plan...

I know the story is impossible, and I, myself , am skeptic about fate and destiny. But I love this movie and its story. One of those boy meets girl, boy loses girl, boy finds girl, boy and girl ends up together. Aww, now isn’t that romantic? Sheesh, if only. Hahaha! Also, I have this huge crush on Kate Beckinsale.

Love Actually (2003)
“Love actually is all around.”

Everywhere you look, love is causing chaos. From the bachelor Prime Minister of the United Kingdom who, on his first day at 10 Downing Street, falls in love with the girl who brings him his tea, to a hopeless sandwich delivery guy who doesn't think he has a chance with the girls in the U.K., so he heads for Wisconsin. From aging rock stars, to a stony headmistress, to a monolingual Portuguese housemaid--love arrives in many forms, shapes and sizes. Here, ten separate--but intertwining--stories of love all lead up to a big climax on Christmas Eve, proving that love is the driving force in all of these people's lives.

This is my favorite Christmas movie of all time. Features a stellar British cast who played their character roles flawlessly. This movie makes me feel good and warm whenever I watch it, be it Christmas or not.

Top Gun (1986)
“Up there with the best of the best.”

Maverick is a hot pilot. When he encounters a pair of MiGs over the Persian Gulf, his wingman is clearly outflown and freaks. On almost no fuel, Maverick is able to talk him back down to the Carrier. When his wingman turns in his wings, Maverick is moved up in the standings and sent to the Top Gun Naval Flying School. There he fights the attitudes of the other pilots and an old story of his father's death in combat that killed others due to his father's error. Maverick struggles to be the best pilot, stepping on the toes of his other students and in a different way to Charlie, a civilian instructor to whom he is strongly attracted.

Here’s a little known fact about me: I always wanted to be a fighter pilot. But I can’t even ride Ferris wheels and roller coasters. Hehehe. This film was released in the year I was born and my Ninong, who looked after me when I was growing up; this was his favorite movie. Not one Saturday that he wouldn’t play his Betamax tape copy of this film. So this is probably the first full-length movie that I liked. Its soundtrack is one of the most popular to date. Start your engine, pop it into your car stereo, turn to track 10, and fly. It also introduced one of the things that I never leave home without: Ray-Ban Aviator sunglasses.

Star Wars Episode VI: Return of the Jedi (1983)
“The Empire Falls…”

Lightsabers sparkle, the Millenium Falcon flashes through hyperspace and creatures from all over the galaxy defy the Imperial Empire, in this stunning third chapter of the "Star Wars" saga. As the rebels prepare to attack the Emperor's awesome new Death Star, Han Solo remains imprisoned by the loathsome outlaw Jabba the Hutt, who has also captured Princess Leia. Luke Skywalker rescues his friends, but he will not be a true Jedi Knight until he defeats Darth Vader, who has sworn to win him over to the Dark Side of the Force. With old favorites like Chewbacca, Yoda, R2-D2, C-3PO and Lando Calrissian, plus the small but stalwart Ewoks.

Yes, I never denied it. I am a Star Wars fan. Call me geeky, I don’t care; fact of the matter is, Star Wars is cool. Hahaha. It’s the most successful film franchise ever. It spawned millions of followers and fans. Of all them Episodes, my favorite is Return of the Jedi. It depicts the fall of the Empire, Luke Skywalker becoming a true Jedi Knight, the repentance of Darth Vader, and the formation of the New Republic--the perfect finale for a great double trilogy. Yeah, yeah, what the hell I’m talking about? Screw it! May the Force be with you.


And also: Ocean’s Twelve, Lord of the Rings Trilogy, You’ve Got Mail, and so much, much, much, much more!!! Hah! The title states “FAVORITE MOVIES OF ALL TIME,” there’s no limit, so I just kept on adding and adding. Mwahahaha!

I’m excited with this edition of Sunday Scribbles. Props to Keem, it’s getting better every week. It’s actually one of the things I look forward to on the Sabbath nowadays. I changed my list a couple of times, as this is a topic that I’m really into: movies.

It’s the third edition. You know what to do. Click the logo!

Nth Person Voted Out of the Floor

Survivor, Amazing Race, American Idol, Big Brother, or even The Real World, what does these shows have in common? Yep, they are all reality shows. And what’s the worst thing in reality television? Eliminations, what else? Even if you are not actually playing the game or a participating in the challenges, but just a mere spectator, you cannot dismiss the fact that you are excited or scared when elimination time comes. Stomach churns, everything is peculiar, distrust runs through veins, and suspicion overwhelms your entire self. That, my friends, is what I’m feeling right now. For some freaking reason, I think I’ll be booted out sooner than I expected. No, I ain’t vying for the America’s Next Top Model nor a Bachelor (I wish! Nyaha!). This feeling is work-related.

Only a handful of Level 2 employees left in my oh-so-perfect account and I’m sensing that the finale is just around the corner. The first ones to go were all Level 2 FTEs, which makes us, me, wonder, where’s that damn immunity idol when you need it? If only the process for elimination is done through votes, then I’ll probably get to the finale. I’m even confident that I’ll win it. No, I ain’t the most deserving, but hey, so was Richard Hatch, the prototype of all Survivor winners. Gets?

Why am I suddenly feeling this way? I don’t know. It just came over me last night. I think my indolence has finally caught up with me. Tsk tsk. And they say nice guys finish last.

Godspeed, Heath

“I hate the way you talk to me.
And the way you cut your hair.
I hate the way you drive my car.
I hate it when you stare.
I hate your big dumb combat boots
And the way you read my mind.
I hate you so much it makes me sick;
It even makes me rhyme.
I hate the way you're always right.
I hate it when you lie.
I hate it when you make me laugh;
Even worse when you make me cry.
I hate it when you're not around.
And the fact that you didn't call.
But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you
Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all.”

- From “10 Things I Hate About You,” 1999.

Here’s to you, Heath. Godspeed!

R.I.P. Heath Ledger (1979-2008)

The Devil Wears Adidas

No, this isn’t about an internship that would jumpstart my writing or hosting career. I just want to share what I got for my birthday. Well, the only two items I got. Of course, Mom shouldered my dinner party, which is the best thing I got for my 22nd. But I’ll be talking about those presents that come in boxes and ribbons.

Tita Ayie just got home from her well-deserved U.S. trip and brought home lots of things: chocolates, soaps, hygiene products, meds, vitamins, shirts, jackets, and lots of other goodies. But she brought home one particular item and it was for me: a cool new pair of Adidas walking shoes. Now, I do not know its model or type as she didn’t bother to bring the box for it will just add bulk to her already full baggage. It’s brown, has this “Chiba PT” tag all over its body. Cool. Now, I was never really a shoe-person. Before last year, I only got few pairs because for me, if it’s in working condition, then it won’t need replacing. I’d rather invest in clothes and accessories just because I like them. But this new addition to my growing number of footwear hits the spot. So light, it’s like you’re wearing nothing at all. Perfect for driving.

The other cool item I got is a beanie accessory shaped in the image of yours truly. Patty gets the credit for this one. Really happy with this one. She said she was guilty for not knowing it was my birthday so she bought me this devil beanie. It’s got suction cups for hanging purposes. I wanted to hang it in my work station in the office but chances are I wouldn’t see it tomorrow. Lots of evil elements in that floor that even the devil himself would shudder if he happens to pass by there. Hehehe. Anyway, thanks, Patty, for the cool beanie. I didn’t know merchandises of me are available at gift shops nowadays.

Now, Bes said she bought me a present. A first, actually. Hmm, I’m excited. Five years after, she finally bought and got me something. Can’t wait.

Birthday Blog 2008

Now that my birthday passed by, I may now write about it. Nothing much to say, really. The family was supposed to spend my birthday in Baguio but our laziness prevailed, so it became a toss between dinner out or take out orders from restos (like we usually do). Anyway, 22’s not that big a deal as last year (where I was disappointed), so small intimate gathering would be gravy.

Let’s start with the eve before my birthday. Since I was on a birthday leave the following day and some friends from the office decided to go out as it is a Friday night, I decided to go with them after our shift. It didn’t push through. My supervisor cornered me just as my shift was about to end and interrogated me about an issue that’s been plaguing everyone. We’ll not go into that detail until I’ve cleaned up my mess. Anyway, the interrogation took longer than I expected so I got a message from Nyce that going home prevailed over going out. So I was left with no gimik on a Friday night, on the eve of my birthday. So I decided to just wait for Mom as she went to this wake of a relative (God bless, Lola Betty) so she could ride with me home.

Mackoie and Kads were still there for some reason, and so I decided to wait for the stroke of midnight for the fireworks and big tarpaulin that will roll out from RCBC building that says, “Happy Birthday Timmy!” Err…someday that will happen. Hahaha. So we just bonded with Ru and Heidz while I waited. Even bought them KFC Bucket Meal as Heidz can really be persuasive. That’s okay. Anyway, 12:00 AM came and yet again, I’m a year older. Monette actually went here in the Metro to greet me personally. I was touched. Thanks!

Got home, laughed at a few greeters and went to bed. I went to hear mass in the morning at Greenbelt Chapel as they were the only church who has a noon schedule of celebration. Thanked God for another year and went off. I bumped into someone who I least expected to bump into: Maika. You see, we ended 2007 and started 2008 not speaking to each other for some reason, but we got through that and we’re in good terms again. Yay! She was one of those who greeted me first, actually. So that’s my Ayala experience for the day.

We were to pick up our dinner at Seaside Macapagal, which is our next stop. For some reason, I was really sleepy and I just wanted to go home. So we went to pick up Tita Ayie so that Mom will have help for the preparations. I dropped them off at Seaside and headed home. They’ll be picked up by the driver later anyway.

My Ninong and cousin Bea arrived before sunset and marks the start of my dinner party. Uncle, Tita Gee, Hannah, Camille, and Auntie (who celebrated her birthday the day before…Happy Birthday!) also came by for dinner. Mom ordered a very cool cake from Kink Cakes that has my face on it. Always knew I was yummy. Hahaha. And the seafood feast was just pure bliss. All in all, I enjoyed it, we all did.

Before I end this entry, I’d like to thank the following people for remembering and greeting me on my special day:

(In chronological order through SMS)
Dad, Nee, Kads, Monette, Nyce, Mom, Heidz, Talla, T. Ayie, Soffy, Odette, T. Gee, Arnee, Paul – Metrobank, S.Y., Ninong, Mackoie, T. Odoy, Reg, Hannah, T. Ginny, T. Teyette, T. Cookie, Bes, Erik, Carl, and Leng.

(For those who greeted me online)
Veejei, Bianca, Tintin, Anna, Kibi, Gurl, Honee, Patty, Ter, Ronn, Ton, Keem, Sabrina, and Butch.

And for those that I didn’t mention, chances are, you forgot and I expect bigger boxes of presents from you guys and gals.

January 19, 2008 was a success and fun day for me. It was not grand nor lacking; it simply made me feel warm and special. That’s all that’s important anyway. So gratitude to everyone who celebrated it with me. May I have more birthdays to come and that you people would still be there to party with moi. Cheers!

Other images are in "Happy Endings..."

Sunday Scribbles II

FIVE TV SHOW CHARACTERS
YOU WOULD LIKE TO BE FOR A DAY

January 20, 2008

Chuck Bass
Gossip Girl

A rich, lust-driven, perverted antagonist whose list of the finer things in life is short: sex and alcohol. Chuck (Ed Westwick) once came close to taking advantage of a vulnerable Jenny Humphrey in a bathroom, and on roof top, and tried to sleep with an inebriated Serena van der Woodsen. Everyone, quite frankly, despises him most of the time, but because his bank account and good looks have just always been part of the latest party, they just shrug off his egotistical antics and accept him for what he is: a rich party animal. -Wikipedia

This is by far the best character in TV today that I wanna swap shoes with. Rich, good-looking, party animal, player--what more can you ask for? That’s why the Almighty didn’t give me those qualities, He knows I’ll be the real-life version of Charles Bass.

Angus MacGyver
MacGyver

Angus MacGyver (Richard Dean Anderson) is a highly intelligent, optimistic action hero who prefers non-violent conflict resolution wherever possible. MacGyver's main asset is his practical application of scientific knowledge and inventive use of common items along with his ever-present Swiss Army knife and duct tape. The clever solutions MacGyver implemented to seemingly intractable problems often in life-or-death situations requiring him to improvise complex devices in a matter of minutes were a major attraction of the show, which was praised for generating interest in engineering, as well as providing entertaining storylines. -Wikipedia

He can turn paper clips into weapons of mass destruction and ordinary household materials into something that could prevent Global Warming. Nuff said!

Peter Petrelli
Heroes

He is a former hospice nurse in his mid-20s with the power to absorb and mimic the powers of other evolved humans. Angela Petrelli, his mother, describes Peter as being the most powerful of "all of us". –Wikipedia

Apart from Milo Ventimiglia’s striking looks, his character in Heroes is one of the most interesting (and coolest) in the boob tube to date. He absorbs other Heroes’ abilities and keeps it. Again, what more could you want?

The Guys of F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Joey Tribbiani (Matt LeBlanc) - a definite player and struggling actor who becomes famous for his role on Days Of Our Lives as Dr. Drake Ramoray.
Chandler Bing (Matthew Perry) - Chandler was an executive specializing in statistical analysis and data reconfiguration. The character of Chandler is noted for his wise-cracks and his sardonic attitude, which provides a defense mechanism. His most famous phrase is the rhetorical question "Could this be any more...?" and is used on the show as a source of humor many times.
Ross Geller (David Schwimmer) - Ross is perhaps most famous for his turbulent relationship with Rachel Green. Ross had harbored a crush for Rachel since their high school days.
-Wikipedia

F.R.I.E.N.D.S was and is the best show in the world. Nothing will ever replace it as my all-time favorite TV show. Those three fits their characters to a T. The show wouldn’t work if you axe one character off. Of all them three, my favorite is Chandler because I can relate most to him. Sarcasm and humor to describe his persona. Although most of my friends say I’m more of a Joey than a Chandler.

Barney Stinson
How I Met Your Mother

He is a womanizer, favors suits, laser tag, and uses the words "awesome" and "legendary" frequently. Barney is almost always seen wearing a suit and makes great use of his catchphrase, "Suit up!", often modifying it for a particular situation. He favors one night stands with women, then never calling them again. Barney is brutally honest with his friends, to the point of being cruel. -Wikipedia

Again, just like Chuck above, Barney’s the ultimate guy guy. He’s good with the ladies, wears suits, big bank accounts, good friends, and LOL catchphrases that really works. Neil Patrick Harris portrays the perfect lovable jackass on television. Definitely wanna wear this guy’s shoes even for just a day. Peace out, hombres!


There you go. Five (technically seven) television characters that I would want to live the lives of. Runner ups would be: James Sawyer from Lost, Lucas Scott from One Tree Hill, and T-Bag from Prison Break. Great stuff, Keem.

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PTO? VTO? No, it's LTO!!!

If I were to choose an errand or a requirement to accomplish, going to government offices surely won’t be topping my list anytime soon. The questionable service, the ridiculous long lines, and several other preposterous factors are reasons that need not be explained to the public people. We’ve all been there. Whether applying for application requirements or licenses, renewing documents, hell, even changing addresses makes one frustrated with their system.

Okay, that may be too harsh on my part. After all I did get my driver’s license renewed this morning. But it didn’t came cheap. I would’ve went through their “Four Easy Steps” for renewals, which I believe really is easy, but due to time constraints and wanting everything to be accomplished quickly, I shelled out big bucks just to speed up the process. Just when I told myself that I need to tighten my belt as the holidays really left me dried out of bread. But anyway, I can attest to the improvement of the government services systems from what they used to be. Since everything is computerized nowadays, accomplishing forms and requirements seems to be cake. I got my new license card in less than an hour. But even if I don’t believe much in here, I need to be grateful to Lady Luck for letting me accomplish the seemingly impossible task of getting your card in an instant. Why? After my name was called by the attendant in the claiming window, an announcement was made by one of their guys:

“Importante lang po. Nagkaron po tayo ng problema sa ating printing machine. Pagpaumanhin nyo po na yun mga susunod na pangalang tatawagin ay ang huling makakakuha ng kanilang card. Maaari ninyo balikan ang inyong mga lisensya sa susunod na linggo, ngunit dapat personal ninyo ito kuhanin upang makaiwas sa pagdaan sa mahaba pang proseso. Kami ulet ay nagpapasyensya sa nangyaring ito. Nawa’y maunawaan nyo. Maraming salamat po.”

Sucks, right? I mean, you go all the way to this old government establishment and you don’t even get what you went there for. But why me, a South person, would go to the Manila branch of LTO to have my license renewed, why not just the renewal centers scattered in malls and commercial places? Simple, I also went there to visit my dad. Last time I saw him was before New Year and since I’m going to hit two birds with one stone, I decided to go for it. Anyway, I had the time in the morning. At least I got to see my inaanak and my, did he grow up from the last time I saw him. And her sister’s getting bigger too. (Ah, an old expression that I find stupid and yet I used it: “You’re so big,” or in Tagalog, “Anlaki mo na. Dati hanggang tuhod lang kita.” People do not shrink. At least I don’t think so).

Anyway, before this turn into a two-pager, the point I’m making is the government services systems did improve from how they operate back then. The only thing that needs a solution is the long lines one must endure in order to achieve what they want to accomplish. To those brainstorming people in the government, you’re doing a good job, so far.

I’m just happy that I got my license renewed. Yay!

Access and Denied

The irony, really. With most of our heads in the chopping block, I find it amusing that I finally got my access card after four months. Done are the days when I need to wait forever until someone opens our floor door or have to run and slide just to make it in time before the glass door closes. Dangerous, I tell you. Also, no more pesky guards wanting my autograph before letting me enter. Sheesh.

Why only now? It’s because our very responsible human resources lost it upon our return from JAKA building. They made us surrender it when we transferred buildings. And when we went back to our main office, a few months ago, they issued us new cards, but they lost mine. Tsss. If our team manager hadn’t joked about how old my ID looked like (it seems like I’ve been with the company for years and years as my ID’s really shabby and are divided into three parts), and noticed that I don’t have an access card, I would still be needing doormen services. He asked me to e-mail him directly about it, I did, I got it.

What’s ironic is that only now it came when our days are just numbered. Seriously, another storm is coming. And this time, I don’t think I’ll be dry all throughout. A friend and colleague, Jamie, is the first casualty of the storm this year. It hurts to elaborate so just read her thoughts [here]. I’ll surely miss her.

It’s starting. Another purge. I’m ready.

After Sunset...

The morning glory was short lived as I am now back in my most hated shift schedule ever, mid-shift, 1PM to 10PM. I just wrote last week [here] how happy I am that I go home with the sun accompanying me and welcoming me upon reaching home. Now, the moon is having his laughs as he’s going to look after me from now on. Damn! Just when I was enjoying the benefits of being able to go home early, I was tapped to oversee the mid-shift. Bit stupid really as only one person occupies the mid-shift and he is more than able to accomplish and manage on his own, none other than my nonchalant friend, Kads.

Due to a worthless yet exciting incident last week that involves one psychotic transcriptionist giving a newspaper facial to her teammate, resulting into chaotic series of events that led me to join Kads in what I know is the longest shift within one day. I hated this shift because it kinda consumes all of your time in a day. Besides the incident, our foreign bosses demanded that our team has 24/6 coverage so that they won’t be having problems when they want to get something done. Tsss! (Sigh) When I arrive in the office, most of my team are out on their lunches and will just suffer few more hours and they get to go home. Talk about being unfair.

It’s a good thing that my indifferent friend is there with me. And, just this afternoon I realized that it’s like I got my colleagues/friends back again. Since they were transferred to other accounts, we rarely spend time with them anymore as their shift changes from time to time. But one good thing is that their prominent shift is the mid-shift. Meaning, I’ll be able to take my breaks and lunch with people that I usually went with before. Yay! It’s like Offline is complete again. Pity those who are in the morning shift. Hahaha. Endure and suffer the situation of having some people boss you around. But, hey, it’s all good. Except maybe for the shuttle home which took forever before it left the terminal as only few people go home at that time.

In conclusion, it’s a bittersweet turn of events for lil’ ol’ me. I may not be able feel the warmth of the sun (wait…going to work noontime is hell as it is so hot and ruins one’s style), the moon is more than happy to welcome me back into its arms.

When I was but new in my work, I spent five months in the mid-shift and it caused me countless gimiks, several family gatherings, and my then girlfriend. Yet another ridiculous sentiment that I’m feeling. Or is it?

Photo Tagging

Nice, nice. I saw this “Photo Tagging” from Veejei last night and I immediately went ahead and did it even if I wasn’t directly tagged. Simple, really. There are questions in a survey-like format and your answer should be an image or photo. Cool, isn’t it? I decided to post it in “Happy Endings…” because I think Multiply is better suited for such posts. Click the picture to read and see more about it.

Reminds me of those online riddle/trivia games where you need to figure out a certain photo or image by research to move on to the next level. Woohoo!

Sunday Scribbles I

FIVE SONGS THAT DESCRIBE TIMMY’S LIFE
January 13, 2oo7
You Don’t Know Me by Ray Charles (1962)
“You give your hand to me,
And then you say, "Goodbye."
I watched you walk away,
Beside the lucky guy
Oh, you'll never ever know
The one who loved you so.
Well, you don't know me”
This song was covered by hundreds of artist ever since Cindy Walker and Eddy Arnold wrote its lyrics in 1955. My favorite cover was by Jann Arden for the soundtrack of “My Best Friend’s Wedding.”

Breakout by Swing Out Sister (1986)
“When situations never change
Tomorrow looks unsure
Don’t leave your destiny to chance
What are you waiting for
The time has come to make your break
Breakout”
From my favorite musical duo of all-time, Breakout, methinks is their biggest hit to date. Ever since my Ninong played his SOS cassette tapes when I was but a wee child, this song is definitely included in the soundtrack of my life.

Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve (1997)
“You know I can't change, I can't change
I can't change, I can't change
But I'm here in my mind
I am here in my mind
And I'm a million different people
From one day to the next
I can't change my mind”
First heard this on the soundtrack of one of my all-time favorite movie, “Cruel Intentions.” It was tagged as one of the greatest indie anthems ever. The song basically how bittersweet one’s life is. And the fact that the song goes with everything makes it even cooler.

Halo by Haley James Scott (2006)
“Why you think that you know me
But In your eyes
I am something above you
It's only in your mind
Only in your mind”
I asked the ex to listen to this song when we broke up. It pretty much sums up what happened to us. This song was included in “One Tree Hill Vol. II: Friends with Benefits” soundtrack. Anyway, it doesn’t remind me of the ex or something, I just find it really, really soothing when I listen to it.

Young Folks by Peter, Bjorn and John (2006)
“And we don't care about the young folks
Talkin' 'bout the young style
And we don't care about the old folks
Talkin' 'bout the old style too
And we don't care about their own faults
Talkin' 'bout our own style
All we care 'bout is talking
Talking only me and you”
Often referred to as the whistle song, it became one of the most played tunes in TV shows, commercials, ads, and fashion shows. I first heard of it in “Gossip Girl” and it fits my “I-don’t-care” side, which people find either cool or pure arrogance. Hehehe.

These songs are not enough to really define the soundtrack of my life, but it took me a while to complete my list. Upon reading the question, I was only sure of one song and I had to really think for the other four. But all of them pretty much gives you an idea on who am I as a person. Right on!

Anyway, this is a new thing and I enjoyed it very much. No one’s to tag as this is going to be a weekly thing. So bloggers and tag-addicts our there, join the Sunday Scribble community. To know more about it, click on the logo above. Until next week, thanks, Keem.

Player Knuckle Shuffle

RULES:

1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, etc. on shuffle.
2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.
3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.

IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY?" YOU SAY?
It’s You, It’s Me by Kaskade
It sounds very annoying saying “It’s you. No, it’s me. Actually, it’s you.” It’s like mocking the person who’s askin’ you.

HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF?
Sexy Love by Ne-Yo
Well, the song tells the girl how she makes the singer feel with the things she do. Hmm, I guess I can relate to that but not in a weird and disgusting way.

WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?
Anonymous by Bobby Valentino & Timbaland
"For a minute it was looking like
I’'d end up one of those guys,
Spendin’ my whole life
Looking for a special lady who’d save me
Maybe I'll never be satisfied"
I’ll know her when I do. Gets?

HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?
Zoom by Fat Larry’s Band
Yeah, I felt zoom-ish today. I tried renewing my driver’s license to no avail. But I did zoom in and out of the expressway. Hehehe.

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?
Late Goodbye by Poets Of The Fall
“And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye, such a late goodbye
And we keep driving into the night
It’s a late goodbye”
I don’t get it. I don’t like goodbyes but I can survive it. It’s not like I’m not going to see them again, provided they’re breathing of course.

WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?
All I Want For Christmas Is You by Mariah Carey
Ah, perfection. My Christmas theme/motto ever since I found out about it. Nice, nice. I’ve been singin’ it for years now. Hopefully, I get what I want this year’s Christmas.

WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?
The Next Time I Fall by Bossa N’ Chicago
I guarantee that my friends would want me to fall for a different person after every relationship. So the next time I fall, it should be with someone new.

WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?
Misery Business by Paramore
Hahaha. I don’t think so. I’m the greatest thing that happened to them, I think. Hehehe.

WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT OFTEN?
Sitting Up In My Room by Brandy
When I sit up all alone in my room, I reflect on things that happened, happening, and will happen.

WHAT IS 2 + 2?
Hate That I Love You by Rihanna & Ne-Yo
Even people argue over the most ridiculous things, but I can attest that it’s kinda cute when couples fight and they make up because they just can’t stand being mad at each other. Grrrr.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?
Prison Break Theme
Well, she loves Wentworth Miller, she introduced me to Prison Break, and I’ll break her out of any tight situation if she ever needs me to.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
Buy You A Drink by T-Pain Feat. Yung Joc
“We In The Bed Like
Ooh Ooh Ohh, Ooh Ooh”
Err…the question states that it’s for the one I like so when I see someone I like, I’ma buy her a drink and Ooh, ooh, ooh…Mwahahaha!

WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?
Do I Need A Reason by D’Sound (Bossa)
Do I need a reason to tell you why
I’m singing you this song
Do I need a reason to show you that
I know where I belong
Yes, I know where I belong and I’d rather be there than to be nowhere at all. You need not ask for reasons, I have lots of them.

WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?
Journey To The Past by Aaliyah
Weird, what I wanna be when I grow up and yet the song is about the past. Hehehe. But one gots to look at his or her past to move forward into the future. Right?

WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?
You Give Love A Bad Name by Bon Jovi
Hahaha. I laughed at this one. This is my get-psyched song. It’s the song that plays in my alarm in the morning. Upon hearing the song, one gets psyched. I guarantee. But it doesn’t say much about what I think when I see the person I like. On the contrary the song is full of bitterness. Haha.

WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?
Beverly Hills 90210 Theme
Well, that’s okay, as long as my kada and friends are there to celebrate it with me, if, it ever happens.

WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?
Paradise City by Guns N’ Roses (Bossa)
Very religious. Just like in the Siete Palabras of our dear Lord, “Today, thou shall be with me in paradise.” Nice!

WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST??
Walk This Way by Run DMC & Aerosmith
Hmm…I like walking. It’s not really a hobby but I enjoy walking, near or far. I’d rather walk.

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST FEAR?
Someone by Freestyle Live @ 19 East
“Someone just like me
Runnin' into someone just like you
An accidental touch
Turned into a gentle kiss or two
Love has finally come
Somehow found my someone”
I’m don’t want commitment. That’s it. Tsk!

WHAT IS YOUR BIGGEST SECRET?
Soon by Moonpools & Caterpillars
“how was I to know
No one told me so
I just landed here and struggled to get by
Nothing much to see
Oh so naive
And then it hit me like it has 1,000 times”
What’s my biggest secret? It won’t be SOON before I disclose it.

WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?
Falling by Keahiwai
“Only time will tell
The mystery has yet to unfold
Who’s gonna feel love’s warmth
And the other left in the cold”
Well, most of them are blinded by that one person that they truly want and can’t get rid off no matter what they do. This particular stanza kinda sums pretty much everything they went through and what the outcome will be. Whew.

WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?
Ikaw by Martin Nievera
Hehe. The only OPM that was chanced upon by the Shufflemaster. Cool. It’s probably very fitting as the song’s message is basically professing of one’s undying love. Tsk tsk.

Tagged by Jamie and Veejei, I was kinda worried answering this because my playlist’s not really that extensive. Lo and behold, I didn’t expect to complete the questions without repeating one song. And there are lots of songs left that would’ve been more appropriate to answer the questions. Some of them are just plain stupid. Haha. Bes, Hannah, Leng, and Jai, shuffle ‘em playlists of yours. Go on! Now!!!

Pare, Manong, Tsong, Kapatid, Bro...

It’s April 1, 2006 all over again. I said I won’t get emotional.

**Choke**As always, au contraire, my dear self. It was inevitable but somehow I never really took it seriously. Being the strong person I am, goodbyes and last days are but ordinary moments for me. Just like what Captain Jack Sparrow’s line, “I love those moments; I like to wave at them as they pass by.” How true. But in this case, that wave was meant for farewell.

I have written countless entries about our company’s crisis and losing friends for some quite time now, and frankly, I’m getting sick of it. My teammates used to look forward for news and gossips about the latest in our account, but now, it’s just too tiresome to be updated knowing that the latest news will just be all negative. So I’m stopping right there.

Today’s officially the last day of my friend, Erik, from work. If hadn’t gotten this news that he’s going to be terminated today if he still doesn’t show up, I’m pretty damn sure he wouldn’t care at all. But of course, exiting with good record is better than termination. So, he did made an appearance today, and the management finally signed his resignation letter. Successful. He’s finally free from the clutches of our account’s obscurity. Very much happy for him.

I won’t go so much into detail as it’ll take time to write all things that matter about everything. Does that make sense? Anyway, after all the farewell e-mails sent, personal goodbyes from colleagues (some we didn’t even know…news that he’s departing sure flies really fast), and some picture taking inside and outside the building, we decided to bid goodbye to each other in a manner that was used by kings and lords in the old times: drinking and merriment. Reminiscing and snippets from work were our topic which is fitting for a season ender-like scenario. The walk towards the terminal where they would ride home seemed like forever and he gave me useful advices as I will be standing for my own the moment he surrendered his ID to HR. “Wag ka magpapagamit,” that’s one. As we were about to part ways, after the very “manly” hugs and fist shakes, his last words were not your usual farewell phrases, “God bless dun. Wag ka masyado magpakabibbo, ha? Ingat.”

The drive home was silent and so is everything, except for the knocking tone from my phone when SMS messages comes in. Here’s what it says:

Pare, let’s stay positive and keep believing that we’ll still hangout whenever possible. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t have lasted this much on this roller coaster ride that is work. Ironic because we’re both terrified of roller coasters. You served as my brother in my very first whip of the corporate world. God bless and catch you later. **Choke**