Saturday, July 29, 2006

The Short Story and the Long Thought

One thing that sunk on to me recently: my job satisfaction is directly proportional to how well I do tasks. It's not really about the job description, the oppportunities that I get, or (at least for the moment) how much I get paid. It's about how well I do whatever it is that I do. In a sense, the less cleaning up I have to do, the happier I am. While that might be good from a certain standpoint because I can always claim that my hapiness (on the professional level) is solely dependent on my own efforts, a change of view should do a lot of good in assessing my career trajectory. Certainly, it is important to care about how well I do my work and to measure my fulfillment through the fruits of my efforts. However, the other side of the coin says that it's also important to just go back to the basics and think about what the hell I am doing and evaluate THAT.

I'm nearing the Year 1 milestone of my first job, and now I'm realizing that "so far so good" is just not a good enough answer to "How's your job?" anymore. I think now's the time to think hard about where I want to be and how do I take myself there. I haven't done something big and significant in a long while. Now's the time to clean up.

Wednesday, July 26, 2006

Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs

I put down what used to be my last bottle of beer
And picked up another one, said that I’m holding it
because it feels colder than how I prefer it to be.
I’m holding it tight to keep it nice and warm, so that no one else would want to drink it.
I like my hard drinks warm.
Because only those are the kind that kick me in the stomach.

I like how it tastes unbearably bitter
I like how it becomes a challenge all of a sudden
To finish one whole bottle in one long sip.
I like the way that it presents itself as a problem
I like my problems when they're warm.

or I don't. I suddenly can't distinguish the difference.


I realize that laughter is a good way to relieve anxiety. The best way to get rid of anxious thoughts on the other hand would be the obvious: do it, the quicker the better. The only way out is through baby. Lesson learned (which is of course only half the battle.)

I hope I remember it well.


I finally got a copy of Death Cab for Cutie's latest cd. I've been meaning to buy it ever since it came out here in the Philippines, but my "tightly screw your pockets" side of the brain (yes, unlike some people, I have more sides in my brain than the left and the right) said wait until the next payday, and the next payday, and the next payday, until months have passed and I've forgotten that I actually had to buy this album. Until I heard this song on the radio.

If heaven and hell decide
That they both are satisfied
Illuminate the no's on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you
When your soul embarks
Then I'll follow you into the dark
Then I'll follow you into the dark

Death Cab. Vintage. Glad I have it now. I still have a lot more cds that I need to buy in the pipeline though. I wonder how long till my mental zip lock relents this time.

Sunday, July 23, 2006

I am picky.

There are a lot of things that you will never get me to eat. Even if your life depended on it.


Last weekend my high school friend Kate had her wedding, and the real awesome thing was that the wedding was held at our old high school. We came from a Catholic parochial school, so our Academy was managed by the local parish church. The church I'm talking about is an old Spanish-era church that houses the Bamboo Organ (the only one in existence anywhere in this world.) In fact, every year our school hosts the Bamboo Organ Festival, where classical musicians from other countries visit our school and play with the Organ with all their heart. The best thing about it, of course, is that we don't have classes on the first day of the Festival. But I digress.

Anywayz, congrats Kate and Eric! Have a good life ahead of you, and sorry for (gulp) being late :)


I want to study a foreign language, but I'm not sure if I'll ever have free time for it. Is there a Czech/Slovakian Embassy here in Manila? Learning my Slavics should come in handy when I eventually meet Daniela and Nicole

Monday, July 10, 2006

Three cheers for those who did not waver!




Saturday, July 1, 2006

To Commemorate The Hotness

My Boracay trip was in a word, AMAZING.

In 393 words? It's this:

This trip was a shorter visit compared to my first one last year (this time we arrived and departed via the Kalibo airport so that automatically used up around 4 hours of could've-been-on-the-beach-instead time). But you know, despite that, this trip was definitely not any less fun.

Main highlights of The Amazing Bora Trip were going parasailing and riding the Flying Fish! Parasailing was expensive very relaxing and man, what else can beat the great great great view from a parachute?

If parasailing was relaxing, the flying fish was anything but... You really have to hold on for your life out there (or at least that's how you have to think of it so that you won't get thrown out into the water.) It's hella fun and way more expensive exciting than Banana Boats, and I'm sure as hell gonna do it again the next chance I get.

The beach of course is as perfect as before. I still am amazed at how Bora's white sands are so fine, it's like your walking on confectionery sugar. Good thing I never got wasted enough to actually put them in my mouth. And no green algae too this time! (The one ugly thing I hated about my last Bora trip, the shorelines was covered with them green stuff. They apparently come and go in seasons too, along with the droves of beach goers in the tropical summer.) So this time, I was actually able to just lie down on the shore where the waves die out. THAT, was just nice.

And the sunset... Need i say more? And we almost missed it too. The first two days we were there, the sun was blocked by clouds so we couldn't take pics of it setting. On our last day, the clouds gave way enough for us to get about five minutes of photo op with the sunset. And wow, that is just a thing of beauty, isn't it?

What's great about coming to Boracay in June is that it's off-peak season, so you practically have the whole beach to yourselves. The nights are less lively though (except for Bombom, there was not alot of activities), but as long as you go there with great company, then the trip should still rock.

As I said, Bora was amazing, and I shall commemorate the hotness again next year.