Sunday, March 30, 2008

Habits of The Highly Disaffected

Earth Hour a few hours ago. My mom didn't want to turn off the lights because she was watching TV.

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Earlier this week, I attended the 7 Habits of Highly Effective People seminar. I definitely learned a lot from it, but I can't say that I'm an effective person now. After all, they were called habits for a reason. I think I have a lot of gritting of teeth to do before I finally can declare myself to be highly effective.

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There are days when I wake up and I just declare the day to be over, that it's gonna be bad. There are times when I'm pleasantly surprised that I'm wrong, and there are times when I can satisfy myself with the fact that I can say "whatever" and really mean it.

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I'm addicted to this show Damages. It's being shown on AXN a lot, with 4-episode marathons on Saturdays. It's seriously good. Season Finale is on Tuesday.

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This week, I was extremely and unexpectedly stressed out. I felt like I was scrambling for no apparent reason. I think it might have been because of the long holiday, followed by the three day out-of-office training I had. E-mails and tasks piled up, and instead of having the positive, I CAN DO THIS! attitude (I don't), I simply became overwhelmed and just tried to zone out as best as I could the two days I had work at the office. Being stressed out and anxious and overwhelmed has been nagging at me for a few weeks now. I think it's because of finding out and understanding the notion that I may not be standing on grounds as solid as I thought.

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I don't know what it is about going home from work late at night that gets my mind so riled up and I start arguing inside my head. Not arguing violently, but just... debating why things are. I think I do it sometimes because it makes things clearer for me. The sad part though is when that clearer perspective makes you see that things aren't going great for you.

Just thinking out loud.

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Check out the song on the Now Playing link below... It seriously kills me each time I hear it.
Or better yet, check out the live performance here

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Now playing: Biffy Clyro - Machines
via FoxyTunes

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Lumot and Long Walks (Boracay 2008)

(click title above for pics)

Just got back from Boracay last Sunday. I went with my teammates from work, and most of the trip's expenses were paid by our company, which proves that company-sponsored off-site team building activities are still worth the stress of organizing. Boracay was fun! (Well, obviously.)

We stayed at a "resort for the budget-conscious backpacker" (or the budget-conscious office drones young professionals on a company-sponsored trip) and walked long enough most of the time to get to nice restos and bars and places that sell fruit (and mocha rhum) sh
akes that our legs got tired and stomachs well-starved for a nice big (free) meal but not enough that we could use it as an excuse to skip work when we get back to Manila.

Thanks to Club Paraw for selling us 5 expensive towers of mud slide and that blue drink that's like the Illusion Shaker from Cocomangas, and unknown numbers of Red Horse and San Mig Light bottles (and for making me buzzed enough that I was able to bust out my signature left-right-left-right dance =D).

And thanks to the boat guy who accommodated two dozens of us for some sunset sailing in paraws and snorkeling somewhere off the Coral Gardens in front of White Beach.

I passed on the island hopping trip on our second day because I've done it before (and it's not really island hopping if your only hopping off one island and then getting back to the same island, is it?) Anyway, those who did go on the trip didn't get to go to Puka Beach either because the sun was already setting. I spent my time instead walking all the way to Station 2 and swimming in the best no-lumot zones that I could find.

Speaking of which, I'd also like to thank the lumots for making their seasonal trip to the shores of White Beach and making it look like a group of vegans and various goats, cows and other herd animals puked on it after having a steady diet of broccoli, lettuce, and native grass.


(Oh, and right, thanks to SEAir for selling me last minute tickets because I umm... missed my original flight on that piso-fare selling airline. I love SEAir.)


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Now playing: James Morrison - under the influence
via FoxyTunes

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Kurt Cobain and KC Concepcion

OK, I'm watching a Kurt Cobain biopic on HBO right now, and it's been going on for 14 minutes but no one's said a word yet. Did the producers put a tight leash on the script so that they could spend more budget on making the actor look eerily like Cobain (or his hair at least)? So it's worth paying thousands to the hair stylists instead of the writers, I guess. No wonder those people go on strikes.

Ok, minute 17. Somebody finally speaks (Kurt answers the phone and someone talks. Kurt never says a word. Maybe the actor playing Kurt doesn't know how to talk?)

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I've been out on leave from work for two days now. Damn health problems.

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Ok, back to the movie, Kurt (who's being called Blake in the movie) is talking now. I think I'm gonna tune out before Kurt offs himself (or before Courtney Love kills him, however this movie decides to end things.)

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I got to meet my brother's nephew (by way of his wife's brother) last Sunday. He's 9 months old and doesn't know how to speak yet, and he's a cute kid. What makes him cuter is he has a crush on KC Concepcion (yes, this KC.) He literally stops whatever he's doing and gets a big smile on his face whenever KC appears on TV (whether its the shampoo ad, or the vitamin ad, or any other TV appearance.) Even if he's playing with his toy car, or when he's on the verge of crying, it doesn't fail. The moment KC is on TV, he stops and looks at the TV and does nothing but giggle and stare at KC. 9 months old palang yan ha.

The kid has good taste.

*On a shallow note, woah I just found KC's multiply site! Blog! Pictures! Videos! Shit, obsessed stalker mode to infinity na 'to! =D j/k

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The Kurt Cobain film on HBO is called Last Days by Gus Van Sant (who also directed Good Will Hunting.)



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Now playing: The Dresden Dolls - Good Day
via FoxyTunes