Chronicles Of The Fallen Plebeian

REQUIEM FOR A DOG

2005-02-12T15:47:00.000+08:00

Fallen Plebeian
(2004-2005)

Here lies an idiot with a zest for blabbering
Nonsense over the Internet.
He claims that after his demise,
He will once again rise from the grave
To seek vengeance against
Little dwarves with moles above the upper lips
And bratty (former) presidential daughters
Who think they know everything, when they actually don't.

Shadrach, Misach, Abednego

2005-01-29T11:17:00.000+08:00

Be joining the multitude of bloggers going "on vacation". Be back after some time. Until then...

Nondescript Post Due To Lack Of Inspiration

2005-01-28T10:41:00.000+08:00

Sacrificial Lambs, Scapegoats, And Choices

2005-01-24T17:38:00.000+08:00

From a well-known personality around this vicinity (directed to me):

"... Pa'no pala kami 'pag nawala kayo? ("... What would happen to us if you leave?")"

From a former teacher (who offered me a job):

"... but you have to give up both your jobs if you really want this..."

From a colleague (in response to a joke I made regarding me resigning from my job):

"... 'wag mo muna kami iwan. ("... don't leave us yet.")"

From me (as final analysis to all of these):

"..."

The End Is The Beginning Is The End Is The...

2005-01-18T11:14:00.000+08:00

Spot The Difference

2005-01-14T11:34:00.000+08:00

Is it just me or does my blog look a little different than before?

An Animal Planet Fact

2005-01-11T09:55:00.000+08:00

A warning to all beach goers...

A (Fallacious) Moment In Biblical History

2005-01-11T09:53:00.000+08:00

B.R.A.S.S.F.

2005-01-08T10:50:00.000+08:00

I do not aim with my hand.
He who aims with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I aim with my Eye.

I do not shoot with my hand.
He who shoots with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I shoot with my Mind.

I do not kill with my hand.
He who kills with his hand has forgotten the face of his father.
I kill with my Heart.

- "The Gunslinger's Catechism", Stephen King

Then here this, and never forget it. Any fool with fast hands can take a tiger by the balls, but it takes a hero to keep on squeezing. I'll tell you something else, while I'm at it: only heroes and quitters walk away, Jack. And I am no quitter.

- Alexis Machine

New Year Revolution

2005-01-06T09:13:00.000+08:00

ONE BIG RALLY. That's what I need right now. Playtime's over. It's time to unleash something I haven't set loose in 5 years. And that would mean leaving a blaze of fire everywhere I go. I'm extremely sick and tired of being the fat, ugly, lazy, and incompetent bastard that I am. It's about time I made the impossible possible again. Watch out citizens! Mind my flying feet!

Dissociatively Feeling The Noise Of The Riot Quietly

2005-01-04T10:03:00.000+08:00

C'mon feel the noise
Girls rock your boys
We'll get wild, wild, wild,
Wild, wild, wild

So you think I got an evil mind, I'll tell you honey
And I don't know why
And I don't know why

So you think my singing's out of time, it makes me money
And I don't know why
And I don't know why anymore
Oh no

So c'mon feel the noise
Girls rock your boys
We'll get wild, wild, wild,
Wild, wild, wild,
So c'mon feel the noise
Girls rock your boys
We'll get wild, wild, wild,
Until dawn

So you think I got a funny face, I got no worries
And I don't know why
And I don't know why

So I'm a scruff bag well it's no disgrace, I'm in no hurry
And I don't know why
I don't know why anymore
Oh no

So c'mon feel the noise
Girls rock your boys
We'll get wild, wild, wild,
Wild, wild, wild,
So c'mon feel the noise
Girls rock your boys
We'll get wild, wild, wild,
Until dawn

So you think we are the lazy type, you should know better
And I don't know why
I don't know why

And you say I got a dirty mind, I'm a mean go getter
And I don't know why
And I don't know why anymore
Oh no

So c'mon feel the noise
Girls rock your boys
We get wild, wild, wild,
Wild, wild, wild...

Death By Mistake

2005-01-04T09:50:00.000+08:00

(Belated) Merry Christmas And A(n Advanced) Happy New Year

2004-12-26T15:23:00.000+08:00

That's all, that's it. At least for this year. Season's greetings everyone.

Christmas Vacation

2004-12-21T08:12:00.000+08:00

Yep... good ol' FP's gonna be taking a break from all the hostilities of working. What I won't do is to let my hostilities take a break. So there.

Trying To Feel The "True" Spirit Of The Season

2004-12-20T08:31:00.000+08:00

Nowadays, with Christmas being severely commercialized, I am contemplating on how I could really comprehend the true "essence" of the season.

So first off, I am trying to find ways on how to get me some gifts to give without spending exorbitant amounts. So I went around the town searching for bargains and sales, thankfully found a couple then went on to try and get some stuffs for presents. However, the experience has left me exhausted, agitated, and frustrated. I may also have to add that I was NOT able to buy ANYTHING... them prices were still beyond my budget even though they were, ahem, "marked down". So much for gifts.

Next, I tried helping out the needy kids around the neighborhood. I gave them some of my old clothes, bought them some food stuffs, and gave them a bit of cash. But alas, altruism and contentment did not reign amongst these people as fights ensued as they wanted to have the same thing as the other, and so did the other parties. Ergo, still not feeling it.

Then, I just tried watching the tube to see if mass media has something better to offer to help me regain my faith in the spirit of Christmas. Then again, I should have just turned it off... bombings, shootings, killings, deaths, political showboating, feudings... the works. So much for that.

Oh well, I guess that's how it goes around here. Well, I guess the only thing I could be thankful for, and hopefully the thing that would keep me from perpetually disbelieving this so-called "Christmas Spirit", is that I am still alive, not really 100% well, but alive nonetheless. Or should I be thankful that I am being kept alive to witness such, er, un-Christmas-like scenarios? Or is this what Christmas is really like now? Screw this and damn it all.

Farewell To "Da King"

2004-12-17T08:24:00.000+08:00

Ronald Allan K. Poe
(1939 - 2004)

To the one true sovereign and pillar of this country's dying show business industry, rest well now that you have shed off your mortal coil. You will be missed.

Holding Ground

2004-12-13T17:36:00.000+08:00

Here's my response to the dilemma I presented a while ago (with apologies to Mr. Combs),

I ain't goin' nowhere
I ain't goin' NOWHERE
I can't be stopped now
'coz it's BAD BOY FOR LIFE...

Well, at least for six more months that is...

Sickening

2004-12-13T08:02:00.000+08:00

That's how I would describe my current status today. Very subjective description, if I might add. Honestly, I'm torn between swallowing my pride and being virtually penniless. I just wish this was all but a very bad dream, and that later on, I could just fall out of my bed and wake up, and prolly laugh. But that's just not the case. Reality, as some people say, is a VERY LONG nightmare sequence, and the only way to wake up from it is to enter a perpetual slumber. The irony of it all. Better turn to the ads I guess. Or stay here and suffer some more.

The Grand List of Console Role Playing Game Cliches

2004-12-07T13:02:00.000+08:00

Click on the title. For those RPGers out there, I believe you can relate to this. I know I did.

In The Eye Of The Storm

2004-12-03T08:47:00.000+08:00

Or typhoon. Whatever. My point being is that I am currently in the office right now. WORKING. This is mainly because I have some task that I need to finish because I have committed to finish it by today. Even if work and classes are suspended. Stupid and futile as it may seem, I still am going to abide by that commitment. Because I AM NOT A POLITICIAN. And because, I choose to. I think that's a more important rationale: that it is my choice.

I am not even going to rant about my salary release being delayed and all. I choose to do this job, because I chose to do this job. Regardless. Now, you may ask, what the hell happened to me? Nothing. I guess I just drew some inspiration and strength from the storm. Or typhoon. Whatever. And that maybe, I just don't want to join in on the pool of bullshitry a lot of people have been making these days. Especially those who were elected by the, ahem, 'majority'. Democracy. What a fallacious concept being brought up here in this country.

Microsoft's Software Counterfeiting Counter-Attack?

2004-11-26T08:41:00.000+08:00

Microsoft's Piracy Amnesty Program

Essentially, this says that you have your copy of Windows XP checked, and if it turns out that it is a counterfeit copy, Microsoft will replace your operating system with a legitimate copy, get this, FOR FREE.

I don't know if the Philippines is covered by this program though. But still, in a country where piracy is definitely rampant, do you suppose this would work? Well, this I got to see...

Fiscal Crisis

2004-11-26T08:16:00.000+08:00

I guess I should start instilling discipline as to how I spend my salary every month. Currently, I have enough money for one week, assuming my expenditures go on an average of 100 pesos a day. Well, it won't be the first time this kind of thing has happened. Actually, this started the day I received my very first salary, as a bonafide member of the working class. Shame on me. SHAME on me.

Emerlinda Roman, UP Diliman Chancellor, Now UP President

2004-11-23T08:04:00.000+08:00

(UPD-IO, November 22)—Dr. Emerlinda R. Roman, current chancellor of UPD, has been elected president of the UP System in a closed-door meeting of the Board of Regents (BOR) at 8 a.m. today.

The 18 th president of UP, Roman is the first woman to hold the post, and will see the University to its centennial in 2008.

Prior to the election, a rally in support of Roman was held at the Quezon Hall lobby participated in by UP Akbayan, Stand UP, All UP Workers Union, with faculty members, students and members of the UPD community.

College of Business Administration Dean Erlinda S. Echanis informally announced to the group that Roman had won, 7-5. The announcement was met with cheers and great jubilation.

Speaking before the assembly, faculty regent Dr. Sergio S. Cao said the majority vote in favor of Roman was perhaps influenced by a message prepared and circulated to the BOR by UP President Francisco Nemenzo before the meeting. Initial election results from the November 15 BOR meeting produced a tie between Roman and former UP Alumni Association president and current ambassador to the United Kingdom Edgardo Espiritu. Urged by the assembly to share his message, Nemenzo deferred but Cao took on the task.

In his message entitled Statement on the Choice of My Successor, Nemenzo urged the BOR to break the tie now and elect a president and not “to prolong the deadlock until four of the current Regents are replaced.” Nemenzo stated that it was difficult to choose between two well-qualified candidates since Espiritu “is an old friend.” However, he said he could not allow “personal friendship and utang na loob” to color his judgment of who is best for UP; thus, he endorsed Roman.

“As chancellor of UP Diliman, Dr. Roman has amply demonstrated her capacity for academic leadership and management. She is well accepted in the UP community, not only in Diliman but also in other constituent universities,” Nemenzo wrote.

Several regents likewise addressed the assembly and congratulated Roman, namely Filemon Berba, Bai Fatima Sinsuat, Abraham Sarmiento and student regent Marco Dominic delos Reyes.

In her first public address as incoming UP president, Roman thanked the faculty, students, staff and other sectors of the UP constituency for their support. She hoped the assembly is not the first and last time the UPD constituents stand united for a cause. She said she considers it a very great honor to have been chosen to serve UP as its next president, and she will exert all efforts to meet the challenges ahead, particularly in seeking a bigger budget for the university.

In a related development, UPD will be a red-shirt day tomorrow, November 23, as faculty, students and staff will march to Malacañang to protest the P67 million cut in the UP budget. Roman has committed to support the march.

—Mariamme D. Jadloc and Chi A. Ibay

And GMA thought she could finally get her grubby hands on UP and finally get rid of one of the biggest thorns on her side - her responsibility, as President of this country, to uphold the right of every Filipino to proper education - when Espiritu nearly won. Well, she was wrong... DEAD WRONG.

Now, that every thing has been said and done concerning the UP Presidential Elections, the ball is now in Roman's - and the UP populace's - hands. May Fortune smile upon us all.

Survival

2004-11-18T13:11:00.000+08:00

Another Day
by Dream Theater

Live another day
Climb a little higher
Find another reason to stay
Ashes in your hands
Mercy in your eyes
If you're searching for a silent sky...

You won't find it here
Look another way
You won't find it here
So die another day

The coldness of his words
The message in his silence,
'Face the candle to the wind...'
This distance in my voice
Isn't leaving you a choice
So if you're looking for a time to run away...

You won't find it here
Look another way
You won't find it here
So try another day

They took pictures of our dreams
Ran to hide behind the stairs
And said maybe when it's right for you, they'll fall
But if they don't come down
Resist the need to pull them in
And throw them away
Better to save the mystery
Than surrender to the secret

You won't find it here
Look another way
You won't find it here
So try another day

Important Announcement

2004-11-18T10:16:00.000+08:00

Well, not that important, actually. I'm just gonna announce that there would be an irregularity as to my updates here in my blog. Work suddenly piled up, and I barely have the time to even enjoy my life anymore (I could not even take care of my KoL character nowadays). So to my avid browsers, I would like to extend my sincerest apologies if I could not consistently provide you entertainment anymore. And also, thank you very much for your understanding.

Lazy

2004-11-12T10:58:00.000+08:00

I don't know what to write. Actually, I'm just too lazy to think about something to write in my blog today. So here's a friendly reminder for you guys (and gals) out there:

Discovering Your Inner Child

2004-11-11T13:34:00.000+08:00

This and other emotions as conveyed by Eric, shown in this site:

Eric Conveys an Emotion

Back In Action

2004-11-11T10:54:00.000+08:00

After a 3-day hiatus, I'm now back here in the office.
...
...
...
...
So, what now?

FEAR THE BADGERS

2004-11-09T09:42:00.000+08:00

If you're brave enough, click HERE

Gynephobia

2004-11-09T09:18:00.000+08:00

I'm currently inside a net cafe' in Katipunan, and girls from nearby schools start flocking in here. For most men, this would be some sort of paradise, but it's just not the case for me. You see, folks, I'm gynephobic - I'm afraid of being flocked by females. Yes, yes, laugh all you want, but try being in my shoes.

Oh well, I'll just treat this as a Fear Factor challenge, I guess. I still need to finish e-mailing some things to my clients. Damn this life...

Around The Philippines In 72 Hours

2004-11-08T18:34:00.000+08:00

Well, not 'around the Philippines' exactly. Just went on a cross-country spree(?) to take care of work, and some other personal, er, business. Here's my itinerary for the past 3 days:

Quezon City (Day 1) -> Rizal -> Carriedo -> Bulacan -> Pampanga (Day 2)-> Mandaluyong -> Rizal -> Quezon City (Day 3)

So that's how my past 3 days went. Oh yeah, fuck the traffic. That's all for today, kids.

How To Fly Like A Bird And Land Like A Cat

2004-11-03T09:58:00.000+08:00

(Authors Note: Had nothing better to do last night so I came up with this short(er) story. Needless to say, it's bullshitry in verse. - FP)

Can a boy fly?

No, I don't think so.

Why?

Because we don't have wings.

How about Superman? He has no wings.

Superman is not real, Ton.

Just because he is a comic book character?

Yes.

Then Jesus ain't real, right?

He IS.

But he is just a character in a celebrated story book...

Ton, it's called the 'Bible'. It's not just any storybook.

Whatever, Dick. It's a book, it has been written by some people whom we may never know if they're just fabricating those accounts.

Look, it's different from a comic book, and there are some scientific evidences that he has probably existed.

So you believe them?

Yes...

And in that, you say that Superman COULD be real.

NO. What the hell has gone into your head?

I'm just saying that it may be possible for a boy to fly just as Jesus is real as you believe it.

What the fuck?!! What are you trying to say? That Superman is real just because a lot of people believe that Jesus is real based on what the authors of the Bible claimed?

Yes.

Bullshit, Ton, you're crazy.

No, YOU'RE crazy, Dick.

Fuck this... whatever, Ton.

So... Dick, you believe I could fly?

...

Hmm... OK.

OK what?

I'll find out myself...

What?!

...

Ton, wait... Ton... TON!

Excerpts from Roderick Peralta's Journal October 29, 2004:

Ton was crazy. He WAS REALLY crazy. But he did teach me one thing other than the cliche' friendship-is-important-shit - that there are other people who look at things differently, possibly even more radical that most people do. I still think he's crazy but I failed to at least try look at things his way. But what do you know, he DID kinda fly... for about three seconds. I just wish he knew how to land safely like a cat. Or that I was swift like a hawk in order to catch him before his, er, flight. Rest in peace, Antonio Mendiola. You will be sorely missed.

Mutiny On The Bounty

2004-11-02T14:17:00.000+08:00

And he has struck again... our maverick member once again deployed a rogue module for use of people outside the organization. This is just great... it isn't the first time though.

I know that we all basically have differences and that we have certain perspectives as how to solve a certain problem, but when you sign a contract and agree that everything you want to do related to your company has to undergo an evaluation of the whole group, or at least by the steering committee or some other overlord group, you have to comply.

But this person has once again by-passed virtually EVERYONE in the whole company. And to make matters worse, this certain module should be handled by one other member, and he had the nerve to tamper with something that wasn't assigned to him. Has he ever thought of the repercussions that particular action could bring about upon our system?

To be honest, NOBODY, and I mean NOBODY likes this guy within the group. But for the sake of all that is civil, we have to respect him as a member, because to his credit, he IS a member of this team / company. But he has done A LOT of things that almost caused the company harm. I just don't know why he's here, but sadly, I have to respect that he is still part of the team, officially.

But this... hopefully this (plus that other module he has been working on for almost two years and has yet to achieve at least an acceptable amount of efficiency) would be the last straw, and that he would either straighten up, or else...

Area 2 Cleared

2004-11-02T10:51:00.000+08:00

Just had a presentation a while ago, and it surprisingly went a little too well. Make no mistake about it, I ain't complaining. I'm just thankful I went out of the boiler room with minimal bruises only. I'm even more thankful that I got praised for, allegedly, 'a job well done'. Well, for a presented module that was only done in a matter of minutes, it is, I believe, 'a job well done'. On to the next area then...

Lilo And Stitch

2004-10-30T08:48:00.000+08:00

Hehehehe...

5 Day Work-a-thon And On Being 'Ninja'd

2004-10-30T08:33:00.000+08:00

To all my avid browsers, I would like to apologize for not being able to give you consistent updates as to how my life becomes more stupefying every single day. Well, I had one hell of a roller coaster ride this week, mainly because of, you guessed it, WORK. But I guess the worst thing of it all is that we have been ambushed - apparently our sole representative to a meeting with our superiors last Tuesday failed to notify us that we have to present a module next Tuesday, a module we haven't even begun working on. And how did we know that there will be a presentation on Tuesday? One of our superiors phoned us yesterday to check the progress of the module. Of course, we said that we didn't know that there was gonna be a presentation, but nonetheless we have to work on it to be able to present at least a working module, meaning WE MIGHT HAVE TO WORK THROUGH SUNDAY AND EVEN MONDAY, WHICH IS SUPPOSEDLY A NON-WORKING HOLIDAY. Can you believe that? Well, I guess no rest for the wicked...

Obey The Crab

2004-10-23T11:09:00.000+08:00

OBEY!!!

Thermonuclear Meltdown

2004-10-23T10:00:00.000+08:00

Currently here in our office... Actually I've been here since 8 pm last night, trying to finish some tasks. It seems as if our current problem has no solution, and I'm being pushed to the brink of utter frustration. Not that I'm really angry, but it really feels like I'm back in college again, specifically during my thesis days.

So, how tough is this problem, you may ask. I'll let you guys do some arithmetic: Take a look at the date of my last post before this one, subtract that from the current post's day, then multiply twelve to the difference. That's the number of hours we have spent so far trying to blast this job. And the deadline - in 7 hours. Hmm... gotta get me some hot chocolate first.

The Fallen Hast Gaineth Entry As A MSCS Student!

2004-10-19T08:45:00.000+08:00

YAHOO!!!! Finally, I'm now (semi) officially, a student under the Master of Science in Computer Science program! All I have to do now is have a check-up with the University Health Service, wait for the results, submit it to the college, and I'm finally, FINALLY in. Oh happy day for me, but there's still the big meeting though...

Adventures In The Kingdom Of Loathing

2004-10-18T09:38:00.000+08:00

Here is my character. It's a lousy (graphics and style-wise) substitute to Ragnarok Online (which I DO NOT play, by the way) but definitely up there in my fun ratings. Here's the link:

The Kingdom Of Loathing

Home-Made Chocolate Pudding And Beastie Boys For Breakfast

2004-10-18T08:37:00.000+08:00

Yummy. Gotta love this chocolate pudding (made lovingly by my fiancee') I am enjoying right now. Plus the calmness. Plus music tracks from the Beasties. Not to mention that I now have in my account my salary for September. Sweet. I just hope nothing destroys this moment for at least another 30 minutes.

Computer Failure = 2 Weeks Delay On Salary Release

2004-10-15T13:27:00.000+08:00

This is how technology has dramatically affected as all... We have received a confirmation that a computer in the cashier's office of this certain bank who handles our salaries bombed, causing a massive delay in the release of our salaries. Two weeks to be exact. Wow. I wonder how long will the delay be in the processes and transactions in this government institution if I inadvertently (READ: sarcasm) bombed the whole computer system with a simple push of a button. But of course, knowing me, I'll never EVER do that, as I would never include the innocents in my burst of wrath. Again, FUCK. And oh yeah... NO SALARY YET.

Back In The Lower Stratum Of Society

2004-10-15T08:09:00.000+08:00

Yes, my dear visitors, I am once again officially part of the urban poor populace. What the hell is new, anyway? It's all part of being, ehem, a public servant - you work hard like an ancient ship slave and get paid little, and late at that. Funny thing is, this only happens in the lower strata of government employees, whereas the higher officials get A HELL LOT of money without exerting much effort. True, what most people say about this country - the rich are getting richer and the poor, poorer. Well, that's the way the ball bounces... unless I puncture the ball, of course.

Chopsuey

2004-10-13T13:11:00.000+08:00

... is what I had for lunch. Oh, and rice too.

Almost There But Still No Dough

2004-10-13T11:44:00.000+08:00

WOW. I never thought I could do so much work in such a short period of time. Hopefully, I could lessen 'em bugs that I have in the program I'm working on. Fortune must be really smiling upon me, but still, NO SALARY YET. That would make things a little bit complicated from here on end.

Everyone Loves Magical Trevor!!!

2004-10-12T14:02:00.000+08:00

Click on the title. Whatever. Just killing time. Like I always do.

Ultimatum

2004-10-12T10:49:00.000+08:00

(Author's Note: Here was my attempt at becoming Stephen King-like. Either way, it was an attempt, and somehow it wasn't Stephen King-like. - FP)

Oh Lord. They're here.

From the way the dogs have been frantically barking and howling, I'd say They'd be a whole lot than before. They really want me bad, this time.

'They'... the 'Hooded Beings'. They have been monitoting me, stalking, lurking, as if studying Their prey. Studying Their prey to unleash a well-planned attack... to go for the kill.

It all started way back, with a dream. If it would be tagged as such, that is. When I was in 6th grade, on my 11th birthday, they have come to make their presence known in my slumber. In that dream, I was walking on this seemingly endless winding road. I was trekking, going on, walking for what felt like hours, even days, nothing in sight other than the desolate barren land and the stone pavement where my feet steps upon. My gaze went shortly onto the road, and when I looked forward, a large gate appeared, like one you see in most graveyards. The bars seemingly stretched way up into the sky and the wall upon which the hinges were hanging onto, went on forever, as if to tell me that there will be no other way to go to, except through the gate. As I examined and opened the bars of the gate, it suddenly opened, as if beckoning me to enter. I went inside, out of curiosity, and what I saw was beyond... sanity. The stone road still went on, but instead of the barren wasteland as the scenery, there was but a chasm and in it, crimson molten rocks. There was a strong smell of sulfur, and what I could describe only as burnt decaying flesh. In addition to the horrendous smell was the sound of screams and cries, that of pain, torture, regret and melancholy. As I went along traversing the hellish realms, suddenly from no where, They stood before me, in multitudes I cannot even start guessing how many. They stood, hovering lifelessly in front of me, and then something which I could not comprehend, even up to now, was done... They knelt. Yes, They were kneeling, as if to pay homage... to me. That's when I immediately woke up with a very strong jerk out of my bed.

Oh God, I can feel them lurking outside now.

I thought that was the end of it as it was, after all, just a dream. But I later realized it was just a taste of things to come. Four years later, after I graduated from high school, after dinner with some of my friends, and as I was walking around a block away from home, I noticed something move around a vacant lot. First I thought it was a stray cat, then I noticed that it has a blurry form, as if a rag was thrown into a strong air current and floating near graceful. Then as I stood lifeless, wondering what the hell I just saw, it hovered near me, and suddenly, a rotting hand came out from what looked like the sleeve of the tattered cloak, reaching for my arm as if to take me wherever it chooses to go. I yelled out a scream, out of fear... nay, out of sheer terror, and started running frantically until I reached home, locking every door and barring every window of my house, startling my parents and my brothers.

It started with one, then later on three of Them would come and see me. Then eleven of Them, and so on until I could no longer keep score. And They wouldn't stop from there... They would lurk in every corner, hiding in the shadows, making sure They made Their presence felt, making sure I am aware that They were there. Stalking. Waiting. I tried to discuss this with my parents, my brothers, even my friends... but they all laughed, thinking that I must have just chugged down a gallon of liquor, or it was just my imagination running wild. But no, it wasn't alcohol induced, or my imagination going wild. They were there. They were real. I did not give up reasoning to them about Them.I bugged my parents, ranted on my brothers, debated to my friends that They were always there preying on me. But they didn't believe me. And soon enough, they sent me here, in this sanitarium, thinking that I have lost it. Even here, the doctors and wards do not believe when I tell something about Them.They told me I was undergoing some form of schizophrenia, that I'm really paranoid. That I was just imagining too much that They really exist. To an extent, I thought that I was really going insane, that They weren't really there, that it was just me. Until tonight, because They have finally found me again. And They were outside, lurking, stalking, hunting.

Oh no.

From the report of Lucius Rodriguez, Sapphire Wing warden, San Miguel Arcangel Sanitarium:

Subject No. 162
Name: Juan Miguel Ybanez

Last night at around 11:37 pm, at the cell of the subject, violent crashes and screams were heard. I assessed that he was just undergoing delusionary activities brought about by the depressant shot I gave him a while back then. He was again screaming something about 'They' and that 'They' were finally taking him with them. The screams and crashes went on for 20 minutes or so, until I finally thought that I had to give him another shot. So I called upon fellow warden, Joaquin Escariot, to assist me in prepping the patient for another dose of depressants.

However, as we stood near the door, and as I was opening it, the sounds suddenly halted. When I came in, the floors and the ceilings of the room were splattered with what we have tested positively as blood, and the patient was nowhere to be found, except for his straitjacket. What's so strange is that there were no signs of forcible entry as the bars serving as the solitary window of his room where untouched and the door was locked when we came in. Another particular of note is that there was a weird smell inside the room, something like a singed piece of rotting meat.

Then as I was about to leave the room to call the police, I noticed the following words written on the wall, with blood:

'fructus maturus Dominus Novum assignare mustum'

The doctors have assessed that the words were Latin and roughly translated as: The fruit is ripe, the New Master must be assigned. As of now, no signs of Mr. Ybanez's whereabouts have been found.

So Long, Superman

2004-10-12T08:41:00.000+08:00

Christopher Reeve
(September 25, 1952 - October 10, 2004)

In pace requiescat.

A lot of us were hoping you would recover and make another Superman movie. You will be missed.

Poem #01-102004 (Rosary Sleeps)

2004-10-12T08:28:00.000+08:00

As the light fades
And the shadows fall upon you
Revealing only your silhouette,
Amidst what serenity
You exude wonderfully
I gaze upon your figure
And wonder
To what joyous plane
Your soul has traversed
In your peaceful slumber
And if it so happens
That I join you in your rest
Would I chance upon that place?
And if I do
Would you reach out your hand
And lead me?

An End To A Rough-And-Tumble Day

2004-10-11T16:44:00.000+08:00

I came, I saw, I conquered... this day might have been one of the fastest and toughest days of my life, but in the end of it all, I am still standing, tall and proud. Fuck to every one of you dumbasses who doubted what I can do, and for making this day a real hell for me, but nonetheless, I would also like to give gratitude to the same people for making me stronger than before. Next time, I'll return the favor hombres. Now I'm fuckin' off, for the day.

Overheat

2004-10-11T13:01:00.000+08:00

Firstly, I apologize to all those who have been visiting my blog these past few days for not updating this until now. Had TONS of work piled up in my desk, because it's busy season for us here in the institution.

Anyhow, down to business... just three hours into the first day of my work week, and I'm all cracked up. In addition to my heavy load, I still had to follow up on a couple of things not work related. And much worse than that - NO SALARY YET.

Mother Nature looks as if she wants to join in the party as well.

I'm all burned out, looking as if I had just spent 48 hours in the office, working non-stop. Bad news for me... and maybe good news for you browsing folks. This would mean more treats for you guys as I have a lot of things to yap about the coming days, assuming my load doesn't eat away my blogging time. Otherwise, it would be another service in silence.

On The Verge Of Spontaneous Combustion

2004-10-05T09:34:00.000+08:00

The temperature outside is damn friggin' hot. Thank God for the person / people who invented air conditioners. But nonetheless, the heat is still under my collar as I have this job I need to finish by this week. Now this is fun...

Losing Touch

2004-10-04T11:46:00.000+08:00

Hmm... Seems like I lost a bit of my, er, 'angstiness' (if such a word exists). Ergo, I believe the next few days would be such a bore. I need a drink. Or two. Cases. Throw in the smokes as well. So sad... especially that this month's supposed to be Oktoberfest (did I spell it correctly?) month. Beer's supposedly a flooding... more than half of the guys I know (including me) are supposedly drunk, and yet I'm here, sober, and ranting. Shit, I'm really not myself these days. I think I don't know what the hell I'm even saying anymore. So much for being intoxicated. Well, I need to be 'artificially' intoxicated, if you know what I mean. Fuck.

FP's Take On Beat Takeshi's 'Zatoichi'

2004-10-04T10:30:00.001+08:00

The movie, folks, is a story about a blind wanderer, who happens to have a heightened sense of hearing, touch, and smell and apparently can use the katana extremely well, so well that you won't feel nor even see your hand get cut off if you piss him off real bad. Think Rurouni Kenshin / Samurai X, only this time, Kenshin's blind. And has short hair. And is kinda blond. Or white-haired.

One helluva movie. As expected from 'Beat' Takeshi Kitano (in case you didn't know, he was THE Takeshi in Takeshi's Castle). Bloody, gory, but the story was never lost. It is quite reminiscent of the 1980's Filipino movie style, complete with dance number near the end of the movie. The only difference is that it doesn't have those mushy romantic shits which ruin the over-all beauty in almost all of our movies here in the country. Let's face it, screen romance here has been overused and abused, to the point that as long as it's 'sweetie-sweetie', to hell with the logic of the scene, and the film per se. And yes, the action, definitely not like your long Hong Kong fight scenes with the flying martial artists and stuff, but definitely good, semi-realistically depicting battles between samurai, short but sweet.

So I suggest you watch this folks - rent a copy from Video City, buy a copy somewhere, hell, download it from the net (just make sure you know where). I assure you, you won't be disappointed. Honest.

Anticipation

2004-10-04T09:50:00.000+08:00

I'm here at the office, but I can't quite concentrate on my current task. I'm sort of in jitters as I await when I will be interviewed for my graduate studies application. Although almost everybody I know has been telling me that I'm as good as in in the program, I can't help but also reiterate the fact that Computer Science majors and graduates are the number one victims of Murphy's Law/s. But realistically speaking... there's a 50% chance I'll get in, depending on how well my interview goes... that's if there will be an interview, that is.

GOT IT! (Primarily)

2004-10-01T16:15:00.000+08:00

My application's in! Somehow, I'm still thankful that I didn't have to use my trump card to gain that slot. Now, I must play the waiting game, and see if I can make it through into the program. I really hope I do get the slot, I really, REALLY do...

Chronophobia And Silver Linings

2004-10-01T12:25:00.000+08:00

GODDAMNIT ALL!!!! The deadline for the filing of application was yesterday, why the hell didn't I read the application form thoroughly?!!!

I guess I have no other choice but to use my trump card... I just hope this would work, this is my last chance to get a shot at a Master's degree program for this semester...

Master Of Science In Computer Science And The Laws Of Anti-Gravity

2004-10-01T09:20:00.000+08:00

Today, I'll be taking care of my application for a degree in Master of Science in Computer Science in UP Diliman. Actually, I should have done this last summer, but finances got in the way as I had to pay huge amounts of debts to a couple of people. Well, I just hope I'm not late yet, as I have no idea when the deadline for filing of application will be.

On another topic, I went to UP Pampanga last Wednesday (notice why I don't have any entries back then?) for a job-related site inspection. I'm quite surprised to notice that there were a lot of students there who came from my high school. Actually, those students have been giving me a weird look, as if they had seen a dead man come back to life or a ghost even, trying to figure out who I am, and I do believe that they kind of recognized me, even just a bit, but they could not just remember my name .

Ahh... solitude once again, sweet sweet solitude. Feels like I'm floating in the air because of the lightness I'm feeling inside. Of course, in a few minutes, this will all change drastically.

Pardon Me (Excuse Again To Mr. Boyd And The Boys)

2004-09-30T11:27:00.001+08:00

Pardon me while I burst.....

A decade ago, I never thought I would be,
At twenty three, on the verge of
spontaneous combustion. Woe-is-me. But I
guess that it comes with the territory; an
ominous landscape of
never ending calamity
I need you to hear, I need you to see that I have
had all I can take and
exploding seems like a definite possibility to me.
So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world, and it's people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, Pardon me...Don't ever be the same.

Not two days ago, I was having a look in a book and I saw a picture of a guy
fried up above his knees
I said, "I can relate," cause' lately I've been thinking of combustication
as a welcomed vacation from
the burdens of the planet earth.
Like gravity hypocrisy and the perils of being in 3-D...
and thinking so much differently.
Pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world and it's people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, Pardon me...Don't ever be the same.

Pardon me while I burst into flames.
Pardon me, Pardon me, Pardon me.

So pardon me while I burst into flames.
I've had enough of the world and it's people's mindless games.
So pardon me while I burn and rise above the flame.
Pardon me, Pardon me... Don't ever be the same.

Support Al-Qaeda, Buy A Shawarma

2004-09-30T10:34:00.000+08:00

And this my friends, is true. IT'S TRUE.

Saturation Point

2004-09-28T10:32:00.004+08:00

I really need a vacation, but the next 3 months would be the most critical times of our organization and I would be required to heed their call every single damn day. Another bad news is that I'm really stressed, to the point that I'm beginning to feel existential angst once more, and oh yeah, hypertension.

But I'm more worried about the existential angst part, mainly because it's a mental thing, the toughest nut to crack. When I'm in this stage, I tend to question everything, to the point that when I am not satisfied with the answers I get, or the reasons I find for doing such things or being someone, I abandon that task, or even my persona, because basically I would surmise that it would be pointless to go on because basically that being is practically worthless.

Thankfully, it hasn't gone to the point (recently) where I would say that my life is pointless, and that I would just have to get this life over with. Basically, my ego (or is it the id?) would just not let me die. And you wouldn't want that, would you? WOULD YOU?!!

Over And Over And Over And Over...

2004-09-28T08:08:00.000+08:00

I'm really losing it right now. It's damn early to be stressed out, but I already am. I really need a break, a LONG one at that, but my work entails me (and the others) to be here almost every single day, even on holidays, even though the contract stipulates that I only need be present at most 20 days a month. Aside from work, external factors also come into play, hastening the outburst that will inevitably occur with what work-stress alone can provide.

And I'm ranting again, ranting here while some known and some unknown faces come by this site, read this article and prolly laugh at my experiences as sheer mockery of the predicament I'm already in. Oh wait, I think that's why this blog is here. Sorry about that folks.

Well, right now, I just want to go out, have a smoke, or two, or even three, and let the smoke carry away all the heat away from my chest. Then maybe I could come back here and beat the living crap out of our customers.

Another Minute...

2004-09-27T11:48:00.000+08:00

Every minute:

380 women get pregnant, 50% of which are unplanned or unwanted.
Roughly 98 people will die.
The word 'fuck' will be uttered by yours truly roughly 72 times.
No significant task will be accomplished by yours truly until further notice.

Another Hour...

2004-09-27T10:21:00.000+08:00

One hour has passed... And I have done nothing significant to say the least. DAMN, I'm becoming lazy again, and all I'm doing right now is blogging. And no, this is not a slump. I know what to do, but I don't want to do it, simply because I DO NOT WANT TO DO IT. Crap, no way through this but through this, as I have uttered before...

Another Day...

2004-09-27T09:05:00.000+08:00

To start off, let me say this... SHIT. Another morning of mayhem, all of which I will no longer list down, as it will just be redundant. Jesus H. Christ, I've only been awake for 2 hours, and right now I felt like I've played basketball for 5 hours non-stop. I'm really tired, and really ticked off right now. Ah jeez, I'm being redundant now.

Engagement

2004-09-25T10:32:00.000+08:00

You live too far away
your voice rings like a bell anyway
don't give up your independence
unless it feels so right
nothing good comes easily
sometimes you gotta fight

Guess there's no other way through this... but THROUGH this. Well, let's prepare for battle, ladies and gentlemen...

Working On A Weekend

2004-09-25T09:57:00.000+08:00

Sigh. Well, there are a lot, and I do mean A LOT of things that need be done in the coming weeks, and I have but little time left to accomplish them all. Damn those slumps I've come into these past weeks. But then again, ultimately, I would be the one to blame. Friggin' fuck.

Mario Is GAY

2004-09-24T14:53:00.000+08:00

Original Context

Can't Take This Shit No More

2004-09-24T09:28:00.000+08:00

I hate being depressed. I hate being powerless. It makes me feel useless. There must be some way to fight this. There are times when I just want to open the window behind me and just jump, and leave everything behind. Hell, the world won't stop if 1 virtually worthless person dies. But then again, that's what I do not want to happen... to prove that I'm virtually worthless. But then again, isn't it illusionary to think that such a thing as "worth of a life" exists? Does this mean that we're holding on to something fictional for us to be able to go on with our lives? Should I jump out of the window now?

...
...
...
...
...

Nah, I'll just have some smokes.

10 Reasons Why I Should Never Drink Coffee

2004-09-24T08:36:00.000+08:00

It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.
It provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks.

Oh, and did I forget to tell you that it provokes an allergic reaction in my stomach causing me to sit in my throne for long periods of time, making me miss work for two days, and indirectly causing me to have hypertension attacks?

Bachelor Of Science Major In Shepherdry

2004-09-21T13:23:00.000+08:00

If you feel like your current course / occupation is not for you, I would suggest you take time in pondering on some of the puzzles and maybe just get yourself an alternative profession:

Puzzled Sheep

You might just find a shepherd in you, you know...

Persistency Of The "Martial Law Period"

2004-09-21T09:26:00.000+08:00

To be really honest, I cannot recall anything significant happening during that period because basically, I WASN'T ALIVE yet during that time. All I can really rely on is what people say about the infamous "Martial Law Period"; that a lot of atrocities and inhumane acts were committed at that time; that the country's economy has taken a downslide ride, tightroping over a delicately unstable road, slowly losing balance into extreme poverty; that every man, woman, and child was virtually in fetters as freedom was semi-literally and semi-figuratively taken from them; and that, to put it bluntly, the Philippines was basically being turned into hell... until the original EDSA Revolt that is.

OK, OK, so things were pretty bad back then... but here's my take: what makes it any different from what's going on today? Really now? I mean, yes, there are lesser documented instances of violence going on right now, but is that the only basis for saying that things are really better right now? Let me see... a soaring poverty rate, an economy undergoing fiscal crisis, exploitation of not only the labor sector but also of the professional ranks leading to some form of neo-slavery, perpetual presence of corruption in the government, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera. So I guess the spirit of the "Martial Law Period" just took another form. It wasn't really gone after all.

Yeah, I really have to agree that it was hell back then during the 1970's and early 1980's... but that only signaled the start of the 'hell'-ification of the country. Right now, we're undergoing the pay-off period, and boy, are we in for a hell of a ride...

All Your Base Are Belong To Me

2004-09-21T08:03:00.000+08:00

Ahh.... solitude. There's nothing quite like peace that comes from temporal solitary presence here at the office. But I know that this won't last long. Nonetheless, this room shall serve as my personal fortress... for the time being.

Temperamental Inconsistencies

2004-09-20T10:54:00.000+08:00

Having that vicious emotional cycle again.
.....
.....
.....
I just REALLY would want to kill everbody here.
For world peace.
Or my own peace.
I think.
Fuck.

Monday Morning Mayhem Part 2

2004-09-20T09:56:00.000+08:00

I seem to have come to a slump once again.
Multitudes of people are flocking our small office.
Phone is still ringing non-stop.
My headache is getting worse.
I'm getting nauseous.
I'm losing it, again.

Monday Morning Mayhem

2004-09-20T08:50:00.000+08:00

Now, let me list down some things that happened to me this morning:

I woke up 30 minutes later than my appointed time.
I tripped on my way down from my pad.
I stepped on dog shit.
7 jeeps did not stop when I hailed them, even though they had enough space to accommodate 3 300 pounders.
The taxi I rode in was too goddamn slow.
I already spent 100 pesos.
The phone just keeps on ringing.
I have a terrible headache.

Let's see how much MORE will come along today...

Poem #02-092004 (Self-Emancipation)

2004-09-17T10:47:00.000+08:00

Now that I can no longer
Move my hands
Or even shake
My feet
As darkness slowly
Covers my sight
And the loud cacophony
turns into deafening silence
And now that my breath
halts leisurely
I have finally...
Finally found...
What I want...
What I need...

A Little Fucked Up... But Still OK

2004-09-17T10:15:00.000+08:00

A barrage of phone calls and SMS messages shattered the calmness I'm in as I was trying to put the finishing touches to my current task. What really irks me is when someone or something disturbs my focus on a certain job. Thankfully, those distractions didn't really last too long. I hope no other annoying buggers come along, or I'll be the one who's gonna be fucking up something or someone.

A Little Bit Better

2004-09-16T10:24:00.000+08:00

I'm a little bit calmer now, and I am finally breathing a little bit better. Close to having another hypertension attack. But still a little bit angry, and I don't know how I'll be able to quell it. Fuck. Again.

Angry

2004-09-16T09:50:00.000+08:00

I don't know why, but I just woke up to the feeling that I really hate the world today. And right now, I'm oozing with anger... for everything, regardless of who, what, where, when, how, and why... And I'm still wondering why I have to tell you this. Fuck.

Another Azwethinkweizm

2004-09-15T10:56:00.000+08:00

I'm sitting through
some particles and farcing through some folds.
I've stumbled upon a brain fart
which melts away your molds!
So I think upon that ponder
while I'm pondering the thought,
just thinkin' about the thinkweiz
is leaving me distraught!

Ch-Check It Out

2004-09-15T09:03:00.000+08:00

I'm close to shutting out all my tasks right now, and now I'm relegated another task that is something I never imagined to EVER happen... I'll be conducting an ocular inspection of the school where my Mom is currently working. This is to provide our institution vital information on how to handle their request for setting up network-related stuff.

Guess, I'm gonna be heading home again. Not that it's a bad thing. It's just that I'm too lazy to go super cross-country. But that's a contract stipulation, I guess. Oh well...

Slowing Down

2004-09-14T13:46:00.000+08:00

I believe I went a little too fast on my current task here. Hmm... not that it's a really bad thing, but such a feat would virtually leave me vulnerable to additional annoying tasks, which would further increase the probability that I would be perpetually insane (as if I'm not already like it). So, I'm now retarding my progress, anyway they expect my work to be finished in at best one month. Well, they're virtually paying me to work, right? So I guess I should be able to justify the money they're paying me by virtually working for it, ergo I should leave some work for me to do, instead of finishing it earlier than expected, leaving little or no idle time at all.

Geez, talk about justifying sloth...

Spiderman, Raped Bears, And Homosexuality

2004-09-14T11:30:00.001+08:00

I'm trying to clear my mind right now, so I'm browsing the net for something... that would clear my mind. Then I stumbled (again) on this site:

http://www.newcomicreviews.com/temp/spidey/rotate.php

Weird, but nonetheless good stuff. Oh yeah, keep reloading the page to draw out the other comic strips. There are lots of them, but they are shown in random order, and some strips may kepp coming back, so be patient... your patience will be rewarded by hearty laughs. Definitely not for homophobics though.

Jacked Up And Good To Go

2004-09-14T08:23:00.000+08:00

At long last!!! My laptop's back and fully functional!!! Hope nothing screws up this time around. Or else someone might get screwed around. REAL BAD.

Harmless Old School Video Game Perversions

2004-09-13T09:18:00.000+08:00

Ever wondered why sex has become so casual nowadays? Moreover, have you ever thought that probably, PROBABLY, it wasn't just those Playboys and Hustlers? That it could even be those Family Computer games we used to play as rambunctious runts?!!! I present to you pieces of evidence that this might be true:

Pop Rocks And Coke - Perverted Moments In Video Games

You be the judge.

Oral Education For Everybody

2004-09-13T08:40:00.000+08:00

As my undying support to the continual education of every man and woman in this whole wide world, I am now adding another section in my sidebar, the "Word of the Week" section, to be able to cater to the craving of expanded vocabulary by a lot of people. Of course, this does not come without any perversions, from yours truly.

Inappropriate Mood

2004-09-13T08:28:00.000+08:00

Actually, I'm not in the mood to do some blogging right now, but nonetheless, I'm going to write something here. There.

Another Blog... Linked

2004-09-10T15:39:00.000+08:00

Yet, another great blog:

The Pocholo Henson Theory

Check it out... if you have the grapefruits, that is.

Networking Conspiracy Theory

2004-09-10T15:34:00.000+08:00

Signals... fluctuating, I can't... packets inconsistent... stupid administrator...
...
...
...
There, goddamn admins are fuckin' up the network again. What's new?

Flow Of Blood

2004-09-10T11:12:00.000+08:00

Wow... I think I'm having the fastest and greatest surge of adrenalin in my blood yet. I am not only working but really finishing some tasks here. This is a good sign, I am finally getting out of this shithole, and accelerating upwards if I might add.

Poem #01-092004 (Blasphemy)

2004-09-10T09:56:00.000+08:00

All people are now happy
All people are now contented

Everybody celebrates
Everybody rejoices

We all do not need anything
We all do not need anymore

No one is in pain
No one is in agony

I lied

Alone But Not Lonely

2004-09-10T09:09:00.000+08:00

Currently, I'm experiencing solemnity here at the office amidst the solitude I'm in right now. I'm also making one heck of a streak in my current task. I hope this continues on throughout the day, hell, a big step for today could get me closer to finishing the tasks I have to accomplish for the next 2 months.

Stumped... Again

2004-09-09T10:11:00.000+08:00

......
......
......
......
......
How the hell do I this again?!!

In The Spirit Of Public Service...

2004-09-09T09:31:00.000+08:00

Since I want to respect your freedom of expression, and to promote customer satisfaction, I have added a little section allowing you (yes, YOU) to say anything about the blog, or about me per se. Rant, cuss, laud... hell whatever. Because without you, my counter would just basically display zero, making it virtually useless.

Technical Issues

2004-09-08T11:52:00.000+08:00

Hmm... Seems like the site is experiencing problems as I have tried multiple times yesterday to publish my entry, but to no avail. Oh well, c'est la vie I suppose. Meanwhile, here's a good and sensible blog for you to visit:

The Karl Sampang Project

And no, I am not being sarcastic today.

I Am The Creepy Old Guy!

2004-09-07T14:58:00.000+08:00

Which Internet Clique Do You Fall In?

Continuity Of Something So Serene...

2004-09-07T14:34:00.000+08:00

Nice... I have been really at peace up to now, so I guess I won't be doing some ranting today. Everything's smooth-sailing... I really hope this goes on and on... Such a rejuvenating feeling I have right now.

Amber Is The Color Of My Energy

2004-09-07T13:14:00.000+08:00

I am calm...
I am serene...
I am at peace...

Finally, after a turbulent week, some peace of mind for me. Ahhh... this is so relaxing... even though I'm at work, my mind and heart is at ease.

Re-Organization And Making Progress

2004-09-07T12:56:00.000+08:00

I've finally caught on a streak of making progress on certain tasks on hand, and even finishing a couple, not to mention documentation of such progress. This is certainly a good sign for me as I am now able to do things depression aside. Hope this could go on and on.