Moved.

January 2, 2010

I’d like to think that I’m a new person now.

For months, I’ve been asking people (both in real life and virtual life) to suggest a good and cheap phone. I don’t need high-end ones. Just something that can call, SMS capable, internet ready and probably something chic in style. My browser is full of bookmarked web pages of phone reviews. I have a list of phones that met my standards and all I need is a long and deep meditation to decide which one to buy.

First, let me clear that this is not just for luxury. My Nokia 3110c is getting old and is having a very hard time to breathe. Whenever I’m composing a message or having a call and a new message comes in, it just automatically restarts itself as if saying to me that he’s weak and could only do things one at a time. Since it’s Christmas season and I believe I deserve a gift, I concluded that I should get a new phone.

So last Wednesday, I went to visit the Chronicle Office (college org) and see for the first time their new office. I also wanted to see Josh because I wanted to see his new phone as what I’ve read on his tweet last week. So after the catching up and exploring his new phone, Josh, I, and the rest of the gang found ourselves at the Cyber Zone of SM manila purchasing my new Nokia e63.

To finally point out the essence of this entry, I got myself a Nokia e63. It’s so awesome I forgot the meaning of regret. It’s like a mobile computer. It can do the things that I do with my laptop. With wi-fi, it’s just so powerful. I’ve already downloaded applications that are useful to me and it just made my mobile experience easier and more fun. This phone ranges from 10, 500 Php to 12, 000 Php. For full specification of this unit, see this.

Hey, I created a formspring account. It lets your friends or haters ask you questions anonymously. So far, I got crappy questions but I answered them will strong conviction and honesty. It can be found at the link section of this blog, just below my profile. Or you can just click here.  Please drop me a line, too! I’d love to hear about you.

Please forgive this poor writing composition. I’ve been awake for more than 12 hours already and just tired from work. See you in my dreams!

500 Days and More

November 1, 2009

Tom: You never wanted to be anybody’s girlfriend and now you’re somebody’s wife.
Summer: That surprised me too.
Tom: I don’t think I’ll ever understand that. I mean it doesn’t make sense.
Summer: It just happened.
Tom: Right. But that, that’s what I don’t understand. What just happened?
Summer: I just, I just woke up one day and i knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: What i was never sure of with you.

 

No, this is not a movie review. For me, to give your assessment about anything with a critical appraisal has an intellectual aim, thus requiring the function of the mind alone. This movie touched my heart in hundred ways that my brain can do nothing but to shut up.

Me joined NaNoWriMo

October 31, 2009

NaNoWriMo

I know that with all these heavy rain and holiday, this doesn’t sound very timely but I just joined NaNoWriMo. It’s a novel writing program for everyone who wish to create their own literary masterpiece. The challenged is that you have to come up with a 50,000-word novel in the span of one month. If you want to learn more about this, please visit their website here.

November is National Novel Writing Month. A colleague persuade me to join this. I don’t know what I was thinking but I felt a literary excitement. Yet I can’t say that writing a novel someday is something that I dreamed of because it’s not. I joined this just because I love to write. Heck, writing starts tomorrow and I don’t have anything yet. No plot, characters or whatsoever. I am not sure if I can write a 50, 000 word-fiction. Tomorrow, I’ll just sit in front of Mackie and let my free mind do it’s thing. But I sure hope I’ll do good.

And yeah, if you have any “nice” idea for a plot, don’t hesitate to hit me back. But that would be unoriginal and I’ll probably just ignore your suggestions. So why not join in the fun too?

Phone rings in the middle of life contemplation in bed


Me: Bakit?
Him: Hello
Me: Bakit?
Him: Anung bakit?
Me: Bakit mo ko tinatawagan?
Him: Wala. Wala lang magawa.
Me: Ah. Okay. So anong pag uusapan natin?
Him: Kahit ano. Bakit pala parang badtrip ka kanina sa akin?
Me: Saan?
Him: Sa YM
Me: Kanino? (I know I asks stupid questions pero it’s another way para makapang-asar ng tao kaso mukang hindi effective)
Him: Sa akin. Yung sa color ng font ko.
Me: Ah. Nakakaasar naman talaga yung fading black and gray sa font eh. Akala mo ba nakakatuwa?
Him: Eh bakit yung iba, hindi naman naaasar?
Me: Naaasar yung mga yun. Hindi lang nila masabi sa’yo
Him: Eh bakit sa akin, mukang okay naman
Me: Baka mababa yung brightness ng monitor mo. Pano naman kaming mga normal lang ang brightness diba
Him: Ah okay. Sorry. Kumain ka na?
Me: Bakit?
Him: Anong bakit?
Me: Bakit mo tinatanong kung kumain na ako?
Him: Concerned lang
Me: Dadalhan mo ba ako ng pagkain dito?
Him: Bakit parang galit ka na naman?
Me: Kasi ayaw natin tumigil sa pagtatanong ng mga pointless na bagay
Him: Pointless ba yun? Concerned lang ako eh
Me: Pag sinabi ko bang oo, anong mangyayari sa ating dalawa? Kapag ba sinabi kong hindi, dadalhan mo ba ako ng pagkain dito? Ha?
Him: Concerned lang naman ako kaya ako nagtatanong
Me: Kung concerned ka, dalhan mo ko ng pagkain dito. O magpadeliver ka. Gusto ko yung masarap. Hulaan mo kung anong masarap sa akin.
Him: O sige. Sorry na. Hindi na ako magtatanong ulit ng ganun
(mahabang katahimikan)


Me: So ano na?
Him: Hindi na lang ako magsasalita
Me: Kung hindi ka magsasalita, anong gagawin natin dito? Manghihingahan?
Him: Sige, tawag na lang ulit ako mamaya.
Me: Okay, bye.
*Sweet Sucess!

On a stoney-faced

October 13, 2009

 

Somebody please tell me.

Why it feels more real when I dream than when I am awake?

How can I know if my senses are lying?

(Animatrix, The Kid’s Story)

 

So I’m 21, working my ass into being a slave of a corporate network. I live at my parents’ house, shares the bedroom with my sister. Most of the time, I can not decide for myself and during the days that I don’t need to go to work my mind is in a state of a white sheet with nothing to see. So bland and plain. Life is really empty at this time.

There’s no weekend no look forward to. No quality time with a significant other. No significant other. It’s not that I’m working 24/7 but because there’s really nothing else to do. I’m not really the happiest person with my family and I decided that there is a place like home. I can’t spend time with those whom I love because I am getting disappointed as I learn more about them. I think it is best that we won’t grow as tight as we should be. Friends are busy too as they make their way into becoming a servant of the government because they work to pay their taxes just so they would be eligible to whine, but still in the end the freaking government benefits from them. Pretty much the same thing I do everyday.

I feel so alone because I can’t really tell this to people because they won’t understand since I will not be able to explain this to them properly. It’s so empty, I can’t even think of a word to spell out what’s bothering me.

Imagine those yuppies we see on indie films or random commercials. They go to work, drink coffee, get their pay check once in a while, sleep then go back to work again. Some unconsciously became living zombies while some tried to emancipate themselves as they began to become existentialists or if they give up, they lose their dignity as well.

Boredom is so overrated in my life, I can’t think of anything more to describe this emotional emptiness I’m feeling inside. I got so much things on my mind that I can’t concentrate. I have no focus in everything I do. Maybe that gives me a reason why I am not as happy as I ought to be.  I’m becoming less and less patient as the year progresses and perhaps before I knew it, nobody wants to talk to me anymore.

I know that all I need in life is focus or good time management and all that crap but it’s not really easy when you’re in my shoes. I’m so tired and I can’t do whatever I wanted because I fear disappointing others so I just dwell on the disappointment I give myself on a daily basis.

So tomorrow is another day and blah, blah, blah. I wish to say that I’ll get through it again but I’m tired of getting through it only to find nothing at the end. Tomorrow is just another day… just another day.

Nursecissism for the gold!

October 4, 2009

 Nursecissism for 2009 Philippine Blogs Award

Nursecissism for 2009 Philippine Blogs Award

There are only three reasons why Nursecissism should win the 2009 Bloggers’ Choice Award (and everything else she’s nominated):

1. She is my bestfriend’s girl.

2. She once sold me a gorgeous eye contacts which I gave to my mom as a gift.

3. She gave me a whole new perspective about the nursing profession.

And the explanation to number three will go like this:

I always thought that nursing students are just after the money that they will earn once they finish their degree. I thought that their only goal in their life is to get their diploma, head to the airport and be a servant in white dress who cleans the fuck off the white men’s ass.

Apparently, that was a bit harsh. But please don’t kill me, not yet.

The reason why I followed Xyla’s blog is not actually my interest in the nursing field but because I was curious in knowing more about her. Heck, she is my bestfriend’s new girl back then! I need to know he’s in good hands. Haha! But almost two years of love, I am certain that he is.

But upon reading her entries I learned that Nursecissism is not your average personal blog with self-centered posts. It is a blog about a nurse’s struggle in real life. Xyla’s blog made me realize that to put my theory about the nursing people in general is unfair. She provided me a proof through her entries that uncovers her unconditional love about the nursing profession. She expresses her deep feelings for her patients, her motivation to learn more, her determination to educate others and her dream to inspire the youth. And yes, I believe she is on the right track to reach success.

One could say that Xyla’s blog is the unofficial voice of the nursing profession in the cyber world. Through her posts, I learned that not all nurses are after the big money the foreign countries is waving in our faces. Some do. But most of them are really after their dreams to serve the people by saving their lives, assisting them in their medical needs and giving them something they might not have – love. I am deeply proud of Xyla’s passionate to serve the needy. Just recently, she and her friends volunteered to help the victims of Ondoy and this is in spite of her hectic schedule and her thesis who truly demands most of her time.

Someone who gave us a whole new perspective about life, who else is more deserving of our vote? Jeremy Xyla de Vera for 2010 elections! Er, I mean Nursecissism for 2009 Bloggers’ Choice Award!

P.S.
I don’t know if I need to do this because my vote is pretty obvious but for formality:

My Vote for the 2009 Bloggers’ Choice Award (National)

I vote for Nursecissism
Bloggers’ Choice Award
2009 Philippine Blog Awards