Archive for September, 2007

Wednesday Madness

It was raining. ( But i love the rain)

Baclaran Day. ( Wednesday is not my favorite day by the way)

Not so good Bus.

Jeepney ride.

10 minutes late for work. ( but I don’t mind)

Madness?

Nah…

Everything’s just fine. I’m actually kinda happy today.

La Salle and CSB are back for their 2nd term, so I’m expecting that busses are more than half-filled by the time they get to Buendia. Sigh.

Madness?

Yeah, this post is madness.

Post again later. Maybe there’s something to write about after I take my lunch.

FINALLY. Something to write about

I was browsing some blogs and I decided to visit L’s blog. And much to my surprise, I’m still one of her hot topic. Still can’t get over me. Duh. She likes to squeeze me in her posts. Wow. :p In case you don’t know who L is, refer to this post and this post and this post.

Hmm, so here’s what she’s bitchin’ about. Two Saturdays ago, she emailed everyone in our account a happy weekend, including me, but not really intended for me. Well, I emailed her back and told her to remove me from her distro list. And according to her post, she got a nasty email about her sending a happy weekend. Was my email nasty? I don’t think so. I told her to kindly remove me from her list unless it was work-related. I don’t like getting spam mails, especially coming from her. She is KSP (kulang sa pansin), for the lack of a better phrase.

Of course L does not mention my name, but I can sense from L’s posts that she’s so not over me. As for myself, I’m way over it. I just don’t get it at times. Is she envious? What’s there to be envious about? Am I a threat to L? I don’t think so. I came here to work and not to compete with others. I can’t help but think that I’m L’s source of frustration. I guess L has gotten worse.

This isn’t just a simple Assumpsionista and Kulasa issue anymore.

And whenever I look at L, I can’t help but pity her big time. But although I pity L, I know I wouldn’t last a day with her, well, at least now. She was an ex-gimik buddy, oops, let me rephrase that, I often go out with L and another friend when I was still living in Makati. But eversince that acting editor and promotion thing happened, she’s nothing but a pain in the ass.

And now you see L owing up to what she really is in the eyes of others…

A BIG FAT LOSER. 

I’ve been telling myself to stop writing about her, but like I’ve said, I think I caught the  L disease. But I’ll try really hard not to.

Okay Bye for now.

Edited: Sept 21, 2007

PS. L, if you’re reading this, well, read this:

AT LEAST I DON’T FILE UNNECESSARY OTs, ESPECIALLY WHEN I REALLY DID NOT RENDER OVER TIME. I MAY HAVE FORGOTTEN TO LOG OFF THE CALL MASTER ONCE, BUT I NEVER FILED THAT ONE. YOU FILED YOURS WHEN YOU FORGOT TO LOG OUT AND GOT CAUGHT. POOR YOU. HAHA.

NOW WHO’S THE REAL LOSER?

YOU, AS ALWAYS.

DAMN.

My morning

09-18

Hmm. After minutes of sitting in front of my computer here in the office, ay sus, wala na.

I was swearing and cursing and all!

Me: t@$#*#*()$*# mo, lift it up ka dyan. (I’m talking about the file I’m working on.)

Sigh. Hehe…

But anyway, I’m feeling a little weird because I actually am not my usual lazy self today. :D teehee. But no OTs for me still.

My two days

Hehe…

Yep, you read it right, my two days, not my two cents.

We were swamped with files last week, but I never volunteered myself to render overtime. And you know what? I’m so glad I didn’t. It’s been almost two months since my last overtime, and by the way, I’m so not in the mood to go to work either. I don’t know. I remember my first few months at work, I remember how much I loved what I was doing, unlike now. Garrr.

Changes…

Whatever.

For the record: I did not change because I wanted to, but you made me change because something’s wrong with you.

Well, office, see you tomorrow. Don’t make me hate you more.

Bye.

HOME…

by Daughtry…
I’m staring out into the night
And trying to hide the pain
I’m going to the place where love
can feel but they dont live the cost of fame
In pain it feels a different kind of pain
I’m going home to the place where I belong
where your love has always been enough for me
I’m running from you know I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I’m going home
The miles are getting longer it seems
The closer I get to you…. babe
And I’ve always been the best man and friend for you
To love and make true and I dont know why
You always seem to give me another try
I’m going home
To the place where I belong
Where your love has always been good enough for me
I’m running from you know I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
Be careful what you wish for
cause you just might get it all
you just might get it all and then some you dont want
be careful what you wish for cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all
I’m going home to the place where I belong
Where your love has always been enough for me
And I’m running from.. you know I think you got me all wrong
I don’t regret this life I chose for me’
But these places and these faces are getting old
But these places and these faces are getting old
I’m going home
I’m going home

Huwaaat???

OVER AT LUNCH YESTERDAY…

Me: So, anu na nangyari kay L?

Friend1: Lam mo —, kamukha mo si Diana Zubiri, napanuod ko siya kagabi.

Me: Huuuwaaatttt??? Dami niyo na nagsasabi nun. (yikes, feeling)

Friend2: Ay, oo nga, kamukha mo nga.

Me: Baka may angle lang. ( Me, thinking: Wahaha, alam ko si Paula Peralejo ung kamukha ko non e.)

OH WELL, ALL I CAN SAY IS HUWAAAAT???

Be back this weekend. Work muna.

Late

We were e-mailed by the ups.

Why? Because of the growing number of tardiness within our account…

Hmm. Just a thought while having lunch a week ago, and let me quote my colleague/friend.

           “hindi ba nila napapansin na kaya late ang mga tao eh dahil wala na silang gana pumasok at magtrabaho?”

She is definitely right!

Sigh.

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