khakiness

Dodong

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 05:44:00 +0000

I really don't know his real name, he introduced himself as "Dodong," he was about seven or eight at that time. I asked him if he goes to school, I forgot his answer. That was my first encounter with him at our old office in Lozano Building three or four years ago.

It was nearly Christmas, I heard the 5pm mass at San Pedro Cathedral, I was on my usual spot, the fourth row from the back, second column from the left. A frail child sat beside me and sang in hushed tones, We wish you a merry christmas, we wish you a merry christmas.... For heaven's sake! This child is caroling inside the church and while the holy mass is going on! I could not ignore him, and as I turned my head, I saw Dodong. I raised my brow, and asked the kid what his name was, just to confirm if he was lying or not the few months ago when I met him at the office building. He said his name, "Dodong." I was thinking, is it really his name? Or just a name he's accustomed to telling all the people whenever he's asked? Anyway, Dodong recognized me from our previous encounter. He pleaded for a Jollibee treat after the mass. (Whaaaaat???) I don't know what got into me that time. Maybe it was because of the Christmas spirit that made me say Yes.

I ordered the cheapest value meal for both of us: A burger, fries, and coke. We proceeded to the second floor at Jollibee Bolton. Dodong didn't pay much attention to the food, he was busy playing. He would occasionally go back to our table after a few minutes of playing and would only take no more than two bites of his burger. I thought that he was really hungry at that time but he doesn't seem to be as interested in food as much as he is interested into playing. Well, it's his choice. I can't remember what happened next that night, I might have left him there at Jollibee before I strolled off to go to school which is just about 50 meters away.

I haven't seen Dodong for quite some time after that. Maybe he went to school already. Maybe he died, not that I wished for him to be dead. It was just, I thought that kid never had a chance...

One time in 2007 or 2008, as I was aboard a jeepney in Bonifacio Street, near the corner of UM Bolton, I spotted Dodong. This time, he was begging, begging in a clever way! That kid is really a genius. He's grown taller from the last time I saw him, though I couldn't really measure by how much 'cause he was sitting on the pavement that time. He's older now, but still has that innocent boy looks, though I know what he's doing is a sure was to deceive passers-by. He acted as if he is a cripple, sitting on the pavement, eyes focused on nowhere, and with feigned involuntary motion disorder! What is this kid doing? I just shrugged in disbelief, this kid could have been a child actor. I did not let him see me, nor bothered to give him alms. I think he wouldn't remember me anyway.

Just two months ago, I spotted Dodong once again. He could be a teenager by now, he's still thin, and he maintained that innocent but witty look. He has made a career, or so. He's no longer begging. I spotted him selling cigarettes and candies along CM Recto Avenue, that block where the old Gaisano Center is located. He's now a what is locally known as one of the "Takatak Boys." I feel proud that he has somehow graduated from his begging ploys and has chosen a more decent way of earning money.

I don't know what will happen to that boy in the future. Dodong is just one of them, one of thousands like him who have lost hope early in childhood. Sometimes, I ask myself if that once-in-a-lifetime Jollibee treat I extended to him made a difference in his life, or if he could even remember it? And is it the only thing that I can do? Am I willing to do more?

Sometimes, I just look, stare, complain, and do nothing. What am I here for?

Even The Nights Are Better

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 02:03:00 +0000

Yes, I was there, and I even had a pic with Jinkee Pacquiao. Hahaha! No words could describe the experience........

Just a quick acknowledgment to the following persons:

Avel Manansala
Michael Wee
The Superjudges of the Blog Contest
Cheryl Chiew
Crizza Padayogdog

I Won!

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Thu, 01 Oct 2009 09:09:00 +0000

(--,)

The Winners of the Air Supply Blog Contest was announced last Monday, September 28, 2009, and I was one of the winners. Yehey!

I joined the contest with a noble cause. Mom and Dad's (26th) anniversary is today (Oct. 1), and wouldn't it be nice to give them an out-of-town escapade as a gift? And alas! When the winners were announced, I was very happy when I won the Gold Prize: two tickets to the Air Supply concert plus a Gift Certificate from Grab-a-Crab.... Now, it's time to turn-over the prize to my parents...

I was very excited to tell them about my surprise gift. But... Sadly, they couldn't fit an out-of-town trip in their schedule. So, brat as I was, I pouted and furrowed for two days, the fruit of my labor was rejected and unappreciated, I almost wanted to cry (maybe I actually cried over it!).

Then, since blessings should not be wasted, I have decided instead to go to Gensan on Friday to watch the concert. I invited Cheryl, a friend who's already in Gensan to watch the concert with me.

I hope tomorrow would be a good day. I'll be watching Air Supply! Weeeeeh!

Thanks, judges.. And thanks to my honeybunch for being my inspiration.. Ahyeeheee!!! (--,)

What air supply song am I?

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 02:35:00 +0000

It's funny that my 100th post would be both a blog contest entry and an open letter to someone very special. =) GenSan News Online Mag has it that Air Supply will be having a concert at General Santos City this October 2, an event sponsored by Dreamwork Ventures, the concert producer, and Grab a Crab Restaurant.

So, while digging up my thoughts on the whole lot of Air Supply music that I grew up with, I couldn't really think of any song that fits me well... I dismissed the idea of joining the contest. Until after I went home from last night's videoke session, I was regretful that I didn't have the chance to sing Come What May. And then it struck me: that's it! Come What May is MY AIR SUPPLY SONG! That started everything, I took out my pen and notebook and started to scribble why I chose Come What May.

And the most unexpected thing happened...

When he looks at me
I know that boy sees things nobody else can see
All of the secret fears inside and all the craziness I hide
He looks into my soul and reads me like nobody can
And he doesn't judge the girl, he just takes me as I am...

Dear Cali,

I know it's weird writing to you in my blog post. But I can't stop myself from thinking of you. As I write the lyrics to the song, and hum its melody, all I could think of is you. Maybe because those words were perfectly written ahead just for the two of us. You've accepted me for me, maybe because you cared to look beyond my haircut and clothes, and knew the real me. And I've never heard you complain of how I get so busy with work and school, you simply understood, patiently waited, and for that, I am forever grateful.

Come what may he believes
And that faith is something I'd never known before
Come what may he loves me
And that love has helped me open a door
Making me love myself a little more...

Happy 9th monthsary! I never thought we'd stay together this long. You know how afraid I was to take the risk. We're almost always away from each other and I was so scared to venture in a long distance relationship. But you assured me and you have remained faithful until now. I've been a better person because of you. You came into my life at the right time. I thought I was already complete, I didn't know my life would be much much happier and even more wonderful with you. And yes, I'll quit driving like a psycho, I'm sorry if I ever made you worry about me, I deeply apologize. I'll never give up no matter how much life closes up on me, 'cause I know that you would always be there waiting for me, and I want to be there for you, too...

When I turn away
He knows those are the times
There's nothing he can say
Nothing that anyone can do
And so he lets me live it through
And when I'm in my darkest hour of uncertainty
He just simply lets me be
And goes right on loving me

Our relationship might be far from being perfect, we had our share our fights and petty quarrels, but you never left my side nor deprived me of the space that I needed. You simply know what to do, and this suits me so well. You have never loved me less despite my tantrums and mood swings. You never pry, you never insist, instead, you just silently sit beside me and wait until i calm down, maybe 'cause you know that I'd be longing for your loving arms at the end of my bouts.

And when it seem my dreams
Have all slipped through my fingers
When they just can't be found
I turn around and there they are
Shining in his eyes

You're simply the best gift that I have ever received. I don't know how you do it, but I never feel the weight of any burden whenever you're around. I told you this before, but let me remind you now: You're my best medicine, and you're the one who keeps me going. I LOVE YOU!

~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

I may have an adulterated version of the song, but it really spells out how I feel for the one I love. I don't know how I ended up writing a love letter in relation to that song but I felt good and satisfied after doing so. Yes, I've had second thoughts on posting this entry but I know that I couldn't have made it any better.

The Air Supply in GenSan Concert is a major production of Dreamwork Ventures Inc.’s Platinum Concert Series 2009, in cooperation with the City Government of GenSan, the GenSan City Chamber of Commerce and Industry Inc., ABS-CBN. Other partners are Grab A Crab Restaurant, MISO Hardware, San Miguel Corporation, Coca Cola Bottlers Inc., East Asia Royale Hotel, Coffee Dream, Giacominos, NY Fries and Dips, Giacominos, Gaisano Mall of GenSan and Gregoria Printing Press.

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Survivor

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Tue, 22 Sep 2009 02:48:00 +0000

I survived two days with no internet. I knew I wouldn't die of it, but the thought of not being connected in cyberworld almost killed me. No social (not)working, instant messaging, and emails for two days, my hands were itching! I knew I wouldn't die of it, but it made me feel so deprived! I am an internet addict, that I know and I admit, and thinking of a two-day vacation from surfing almost made me feel like I'd be thrown in a jungle.

Okay, so the two-day vacation is not really a vacation, and neither a jungle. It's a two-day assignment in another office. I've accepted a part-time job which requires me to be in their office for two days a week. Their office is nice but since this is a job that requires my serious side, I would have to let go of internet surfing while I do my work. Before my first day, I had doubts whether I'd be able to handle the self-inflicted pressure that I would surely create in my dire need to go online. But, its worth a try.

And okay, so I wasn't entirely "disconnected" from cyberworld, I cheated.

First day. I broke my rule. I spent about ten to fifteen minutes online to search some information about Quickbooks, well, it's a work-related search so I felt vindicated. But I did sneak into my email account for a while, and since there were no important messages, I went back to my work station.

Second day. I opened my email account again. Why can't I just restrain myself? Well, I thought that it wouldn't hurt to open my email. Just one email account, and it would give me peace of mind. There was one VIP mail, I read it but didn't reply. I guess that two-minute surfing is enough. I guess I'll just use my instant messaging alternative: Uzzap, thank you Smart for this free service!

I had to sacrifice karma loss in Plurk and was not updated with the currents of what's happening with my OL and RL friends. Well, losing karma won't kill me. If I ever get bankrupt in Mafia Wars, it would be okay, cyber-millions aren't worth a single centavo in real life, anyway. I am just happy that within the seven-day activity (with four days of zero to very minimal internet connection), my google adsense is moving, thank you!

Also, I was able to attend to Software Freedom Day 2009 last Saturday. And though I didn't finish the whole activity because of my classes, I was happy to have attended. It was a wonderful event! And I've heard that George Tujan's talk was a blast. Too bad I missed it! But anyway, the event introduced me to Kevin Paquet and Faust Principe, two promising bloggers, and I have a well-founded belief that these two are internet buffs, like me. I don't know if these two would survive an internet-less day. Wanna bet?

Is happiness catching?

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 16 Sep 2009 06:55:00 +0000

No, I don't want to put up a happy face to conceal how hurt I am. I am not good in feigning happiness, anyway.

The following are quotes from "Is Happiness Catching?" article by Clive Thompson.

Behaviors can be contagious. Groups of people would become obese together, while other groupings would remain slender or even lose weight. You may not know him personally, but your friend’s husband’s co-worker can make you fat. And your sister’s friend’s boyfriend can make you thin. ...happiness doesn’t come only from having deep, heart-to-heart talks. It also comes from having daily exposure to many small moments of contagious happiness.

Drinking spread socially, as did happiness and even loneliness. Happiness is more contagious than unhappiness.

Christakis and Fowler’s strangest finding is the idea that a behavior can skip links — spreading to a friend of a friend without affecting the person who connects them. (Now I know why Rey was somehow inspired to lose weight when he was introduced with Cal.)

“If someone tells you that you can influence 1,000 people,” Fowler said, “it changes your way of seeing the world.”

The concluding statement hit me, and it hit me hard. Before I stumbled upon the article excerpted above, I was bitter, jealous, insecure, and very unhappy because of the mere fact that the boyfriend logged out of IM in the middle of our conversation, and without notice. I hated that! So, in respite, I wanted to post a blog about how pissed I am. Well, I know that this blog does not have much readers, but I just want to write. It makes me feel like I'm sharing my grief to the whole world.

That was before I read the article.

After finishing the first paragraph of this blog entry, I wasn't quite sure how I'd go on. I was angry, but I don't think that it's that big of an issue to ever make a full-blown article of how angry I was to be left in IM. I know that my anger would eventually go away, although I swear I wasn't thinking like this at the height of my angst.

But then, well, after reading the 10-page article, I resolved to shut up. No, I don't want to spread bitterness... Not to my readers (if there are any?). I don't have any intention to edit the first paragraph, though. Just leave it as it is. It's just a reminder that I am only human, I have those times where I get pissed, and my huffy character gets doubled when it's that time of the month. Forgive me... I am not entirely unhappy. That person who made me want to cry earlier is also the very person who makes me so happy... Now, I want to cry tears of joy! Hahaha! So, this is life... (--,)

You're not Peter Pan

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Fri, 04 Sep 2009 03:52:00 +0000

To the guy who thinks he's Peter Pan: GROW UP!

What do you want?
What do you want to become?
What do you NOT want to become?
How will you get it?
How much are you willing to risk to get it?
What makes you happy?
What makes you sad?
What are the annoying things that you can live with?
What are the annoying things that you can't live with?

Imagine your life ten years from now, twenty years, fifty.....
What would your future be?

Sooner or later, you will have to resolve all those unresolved issues. Don't just shrug them away, or DENY that you have an issue to resolve.

Be a MAN.

Sometime, somewhere, some people are going to get hurt, and that would definitely include YOU.

In memory of Tonton

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 02:10:00 +0000

It was in the neighborhood grapevine that somebody was killed near our place in Talomo. I later on learned that the person who was killed was one of our workers, poor guy. His wake was only for two days, I doubt if my folks were able to visit him before the burial.

Tonton was one of the most promising among his "batch" of construction workers who did our house. After being hired as a construction worker, he was rehired by my parents to do a lot of other heavy chores around the house like tending the lawn, paint jobs, and other stuff. He's just determined to earn a living and would accept any other job to support himself. And he is a very good worker.

Snob as I am, I was not Tonton's friend. I would only talk to him if mom would ask me to, like when it's time for snacks and I would call Tonton to have a break from his work. But I was saddened to hear the news that he was murdered (yes, it was murder). Tonton was a good man, and whoever killed him should answer for such a cruel crime.

Tonton may no longer read this, or may no longer hear me say this, but, I would like to say, THANK YOU. And, as sort of a pledge, when I'm already a lawyer, I promise to handle your case, if your relatives would ask me to. And I'm going to make sure that justice will be served.

Something good.

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Fri, 28 Aug 2009 07:46:00 +0000

It was past 2am when a thought came up to me, "I don't love you anymore." For the first time in my life, I was determined to give up everything. I did not feel anything, not even remorse. I just stared blankly at the ceiling. It's almost 3am now and I couldn't sleep. I recollected my experiences on the past week. The 8-11 incident which made me wanted to kill somebody, and how I managed to fake everything on the following days, though I failed miserably and ended up hiding in my room instead of going to work and going to school. Then I remember my professor's words: Some truths, the exposure of which are delayed due to the protection of national stability. I hated that line. But it pierced through and punctured my heart. I couldn't live a lie, why me? I never should have asked that question: why me? I exactly know the answer. I stopped thinking. I am terribly damaged from the recent events in my life and I find it miserably hard to recover. I concluded the dawn with a cry. It was a good cry.

Kikayness

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Thu, 20 Aug 2009 03:16:00 +0000

I'm HAPPY!

My sister is here in Davao for a 5-day stay. Her internship must have been grueling that's why she demanded a vacation in the middle of the semester. So, she bade goodbye to Iloilo this morning and waved HELLO TO DAVAO CITY as her plane landed at 9:35am.

So, since my sister is here and I haven't seen her for 8 long months, I wanted to do something SPECIAL. What am I going to do? Hahaha!

My sister is a little anti-social so I can't bring her to parties. She's more satisfied staying at home and I think this is the best time for me to abuse her while she's staying here. She knows how to cook delectable dishes and that's how I'm going to abuse her. Wahahaha!

Reformatted

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 07:00:00 +0000

If you've read my previous post, you'd sense that I am not in my best mood (or self?) right now. Whew! I had a tough week last week, and all I'm asking for is for it to get better. I hope that everything would fall into place and that bitches would die a thousand deaths.

I feel not-so-good-but-better-than-the-past-week.

Since time immemorial (errr, about three months ago), my memory card got infected with a Samok_ForYou.vbs virus, and two other .bat viruses and these files are undeletable, so just imagine my futile efforts in ERADICATING those viruses. This morning, I occasioned to search for these viruses, and the means to delete them, and got lucky! There's a Flash Disinfector available for free download, and with a few hundreds of comments praising such program, I decided to download and try it. Unfortunately, it did not do any good. I got frustrated, thinking that with the hundreds of "thank you's" commented about Flash Disinfector, I wouldn't be able to post my appreciation because it did not successfully delete the virus on my memory card. I was thinking of the one thing that I did not want to do: FORMAT my memory card. I don't want to lose all my files just because of those three insignificant viruses! My videos, music tracks, photos, it's like deleting my OWN MEMORY. But I guess there's no other way for me to get away from the burden of those pestering viruses.

FORMAT COMPLETE.

The memory card is then virus-free.

I wish I could reformat my life that easily.

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Mon, 17 Aug 2009 03:32:00 +0000

It’s almost been a week since I learned of something unforgettable. It made me plead amnesia just to forget. It was the greatest heartbreak of my life. How could someone break the trust I’ve given?

I said I’d never interrupt my routine: but I violated my own rule as soon as I made them. I’ve been absent from work, skipped classes, withdrew from my friends, blocked everything out, I know it was not helping at all, but I’d rather drown in my depression than face the people with a heavy heart.

I spent 7 hours of planning, 5 minutes of execution, and the rest of my life being miserable.

I can't lie. But I don't want to tell the truth, either.You just can’t share some truths to protect other people. I will forever carry this burden. Sweetheart is dead.

Desire

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Thu, 30 Jul 2009 02:41:00 +0000

Last year, I wanted to have my own car. That was the "thing" I was dreaming of. I wanted it so bad that I joined a taxi company's raffle draw, the prize of which is a Kia Avella. Opportunity also presented itself when a taxi driver gave me more than 2 pads of coupons for the raffle draw. Hahaha! I believed that I would win. So, before leaving Davao a day before the supposed raffle draw, I dropped all of my raffle coupons at NCCC Mall and knew that by the time I come home a week later, my new car would be waiting for me in the garage. I told this story to nobody but my little sister Gracie.

When I came back, Gracie asked me where my car is, so she remembered! Note: My sister is diagnosed with Praeder Willy Syndrome. I asked mom if they received a call from the taxi company of if there was news that I won a car. She said there was none. I got dismayed. But, I was still determined to have a car (and when I said I wanted a car, I did not want to pay for it!). I was a little disappointed at that time but I was positive that the car I've been wanting is just within my reach. I knew that I was going to have it.

After about a month or so, I decided to get my driver's license. I've been keeping my SP and renewing it every year for so long now, and if I wanted to have my own car, I should have a valid driver's license, not just a temporary one. It seemed during that time that all the forces of the universe connived at my plan: Dad bought a Pajero, and nobody will be using his old car, which by the way, is owned by my grannies. When we went to my grannies' place where I also got my driver's license, Grandpa told me that the old green car is now mine! Wahahahahaha! I was so happy despite mom's objection.

So, I got my car. What has it to do with my title post? Desire. It's what I wanted, and I got it. Actually, I was able to relate to what I've been reading. Lara lent me another self-help book, which is so long overdue already (I had prelims, law books first), entitled THINK and GROW RICH by Napoleon Hill. It's a good book. Though I'm still in the second chapter, I know this book will help me a lot.

(--,)

NO CLASSES

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 05:42:00 +0000

No classes from July 29, 2009 to August 1, 2009.

Reasons: Students' Day and Foundation Day.

I bet you're all smiling!

Review

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 29 Jul 2009 04:09:00 +0000

During our preliminary exam, I scoured through my Lawschool Blog for some notes that might help me in reviewing. But my blog was no help at all! I was appalled! That's where I usually post my notes... But then, I remembered, I only started posting notes during second year. The first few posts related to law school were just rants and rambles, just like those you read on this blog. Hahaha! The first helpful post though, is a case digest! Hahaha! So, that was the start of Law School Funk.

Anyway, I've gone to the BIR this morning to claim the much-delayed Certificate of Registration of my client. I just wasted precious hours there when I found out that the COR is still unsigned and that I have to go back there later today to claim it. I've following it up almost everyday since July 10. BIR is crap! I hate it!

A classmate sent me a text message asking if there would be no classes today. Well, I don't know. I have to make a call to confirm... Calling... So.... The verdict: No classes until Saturday. According to the S.A., today is Students' Day and the rest of the week will be the celebration of Foundation Day. So, does this mean that we do not have Practice Court on Saturday? I guess its a YES.

Bye for now! Got lots of work to do.

June 2009 Nursing Board Exam Results

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Mon, 27 Jul 2009 03:09:00 +0000

That's a clip I got from PBER (Philippine Board Exam Results), a site I'm currently subscribed to. Heheheh!

Congratulations Ate Rhyn! (--,)

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Tue, 21 Jul 2009 03:05:00 +0000

Undergoing MyBlogLog Verification

Narcissism

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Fri, 17 Jul 2009 04:02:00 +0000

Sample pic for our yearbook. (--,)

Hmpf`

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 15 Jul 2009 08:38:00 +0000

I wish I know how to handle a guy's ego. I hate to be rejected.

not in the mood

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Mon, 06 Jul 2009 02:52:00 +0000

Arthritis?

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Fri, 03 Jul 2009 01:41:00 +0000

I just finished my cup of coffee for the day. I expect my Doctor to visit the office anytime today, well, not to visit me, but to have some legal papers prepared. I think it's best to wait for him so that I can ask for some medical advice (hopefully free!) regarding my aching joints.

Yeah, yeah, I'm still young, I heard my officemates say, I couldn't have arthritis. But maybe, I do have it. When I was younger (during my teens), my blood was tested to be made as a sample for Infinity's discussion one time in a home meeting, and there it was discovered that my uric acid is high. OMG! And to think that at that time, I was still an active teen, I regularly exercise and had dance trainings every other day. Well, I was also constantly eating junk foods that time, which could be the reason why my uric's high. Over the years, I've learned to cut down on junk foods and eliminate softdrinks from my diet. Unfortunately, my exercise is one of those things that were dropped out of my routine, too! It's just bad, maybe that's the reason why I'm having painful joints, particularly in my fingers. As I googled painful finger joints, the search results were flooded with arthritic finger joints OMG! I don't really know the cause of this, could be due to normal wear or tear (have I been typing to death??? Well, makes me think of the Typing Mania in Facebook...), or due to my poor diet and zero-percent exercise habit (what's happening to me???). I swear I will never eat pork again! Duh?

I guess it's best to wait for Dr. Rex now. I wish he'd come here soon....

Sweet, will you shut up?

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 04:01:00 +0000

Urghhhh!!! I said I'd study. But all I did was try to look for answers to jehz' post. I hate you Jehz!!! Grrr... Huhuhuhuhu....

And now, i wanna read Ria's column.. Later, later, later.. I'll turn off my pc once this post is done.

And then I'll have lunch.

PC will be turned on after I read two chapters of Bernas. Hmpf!

A day with Lysette...

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 17 Jun 2009 01:58:00 +0000

"A friend loves at all times."
-- The Bible: Proverbs 17, 17.

Looking for online quotes online is tiring, specially when none of the search results could best describe what you really intend to mean. I was searching for a friendship quote that I could place as an opener for this post. In the hundreds of quotes that I've read, I chose the one I wrote above, a simple proverb from the bible.

This post is a special one. Why? Because I'd be writing about a special day I spent with a special friend, Lysette.

History. It's funny how our names rhyme, Lysette and Suzette.We've been friends since our elementary days but Lysette and I got to know each one better in high school. We were so close that one time a classmate interchanged our birthdates (oh well, it was our joke but the classmate took it seriously, hehe). I don't know why or how she became my bestfriend when now I've realized that we're so different - - - I'm loud, she's the silent type. I'm outgoing, she's very reserved. She's so lady-like, I was boyish. She's very prim, while I'm a little, uhmmm, eccentric? But being opposites didn't really hinder us from becoming good friends.

We parted ways in college and lost communication though we catch up with each other whenever the situation permits it, like when we saw each other at McDonalds, dined together at B3, these being unplanned and spontaneous occasions.

Anyway, I never thought I'd be able to bond with Lysette again. But during her brief stay here in Davao (she and her husband have moved and settled in Japan), I was given the opportunity to spend a day with her once more. It was a day of catching up with each other's lives. We've missed each other soooo much! I think it was the best conversation we've had since we were in high school. Although it was just a short span of time, I was thankful knowing that through the years, we're still good friends. Despite our differences and distance, a friend is really someone who loves you at all times.

Thanks so much for your time, Lalai! I will definitely miss you! Take care. Who knows, maybe I'll visit you in Japan? (--,) I love you!

De-stress

noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Thu, 04 Jun 2009 07:02:00 +0000

Right now, my stress level is so high. I just finished doing the Board Resolution for a company, and now I'm into drafting two Minutes of Meetings which, unfortunately, I did "partially" attend. I was there at both meetings but due to time constraints, I had to leave early. And now, I can't finish the minutes. I can only put the things that happened when I was there, and for the rest of the meetings, the same were undocumented, sigh!

I am really having a headache right now. What can I do to relax? I'm also waiting for a client who's still on his way to Davao from Kidapawan, and I have an engagement at 4pm, I don't know if I can make it on time. Grrr!

To relax, I've searched Lighthouse Family playlists on Imeem. I love that band, I find it so relaxing and I kind of remember my highschool days with their songs. I did find some playlists but some songs are only for 30 seconds. Why???

Anyway, I'll stop ranting now and pray and hope that client would arrive soooon while I look for words in my cluttered brain to finish the minutes. Good luck! Maybe I'll grab something to eat, too...

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noreply@blogger.com (swexie) — Wed, 27 May 2009 02:40:00 +0000

Yeba's back! Hehehe.. I took this pic of me and yeba at Jack's Ridge. (--,)