10K ergs…

Then “enthused” and now “elated. 10K ergs! Woohoo! The goal, which seemed impossible then, was met. What made it really special was the involvement of everyone. It’s still unofficial, thus, the hush hush. Hopefully MDP will release an announcement that CAT was the first to reach the “elated” level. Only then will the food reign supreme again in 6^th floor MSE. Can’t wait…

bush…

I trimmed the bushes… hehe…Felt weird but hey… nothing, just feels a bit more airy… haha…

busy cat…

The CAT project has been busy for almost the whole month. Well. It usually is every year. We had the ISMS, High Maturity, CMMi, ADMP among others. The most tiring part of all these is the preparation. The CI team (which I am part of) handles all the preparation from docs, to mock audits down to the nitty gritty. It was hectic but it was fun. I had a chance to really step up and be part of the decision making. Coordinating with the different teams and project managers was also an opportunity for me to learn. The experience was not perfect but it was worthwhile.

tree hill

One tree hill on an easy Sunday… I happen to catch an episode on the show where everyone has each of their own issues about work, family, and relationship with friends, etc. I still remember the first time I watched the series. The group was still studying and was in a phase where they were trying to enjoy life as a student and at the same time trying to figure out what they wanted to pursue in the future.

 

It was refreshing to watch Sunday’s episode. I may have felt some sort of relation with some of the characters. The show never fails to make me remember people I went to school with in high school and college. The cheap thrills I had with my friends, a bit of drama, laugh trip, sound trip, food binging, and all those phases one has to go through in search for oneself. And then the life after school. 

skeletons…

I was trying to go over my closet and drawers. I plan to clean up some of my stuff. I noticed gifts that were supposed to be given to my “inaanak”. I remembered my friend who visited me in the office. It was a surprise visit. She brought along her son who was already 5years old. I told her that I still have with me gift for Miko, which I’ll probably give away couse it doesn’t fit him anymore. Then there was this gift (well, more of a pasalubong) that I was supposed to give to a friend. It was already broken (hheheh). I threw it away. I had other gifts that were already wrapped. Yes, I had to unwrap it to know what was inside. Then there was this gift (or pasalubong). I had so many chances to give this but I chose to hold on to it. I don’t really have a clear reason why but something tells me that it’s better to hold on to it for a while. It was an imitation of the gift I receive from the person who I was supposed to give the gift to. It was sand and shells and strings. Perhaps the reason why I still held on to it was because it reminded me of so many things. It reminded me of my hopes, wishes, confusion, reasons why I’m still holding on. One day, I know I’ll be able to give it away.

chever…

Us that I couldn’t “chever”. “Chever” an expression that I usually hear from Oneal. “chever”, “chenez”, “churva” and “achuchuchu” among others. Words that he use to substitute for things he could not put into words. Just like Cathy and Shiela who, after all these years, could not describe what they mean to each other. Just one sure thing, they love each other.

 

Not knowing what you mean to another has its advantages and disadvantage. One advantage that I could think of would be absence of normal commitment that two people have in a romantic relationship. Both are free to do what they want to do in their own lives. Another would be in relation to the first. Both are able to live their own lives… Be with their own friends and then some… Then there goes the downside of it. One can’t give the whole of one to the other. As much as you want to be part of each other’s world, you just can’t. It’s sad and it may feel heavy when one starts to fall deeply for the other. Readiness is out of the question. You sometimes try to grin and bare the pain, sometimes cry and sometimes the thought of letting comes in. Letting go… The thing is, the more you try to let go… the more you’ll realize why you still need/want hold on.

1-18…

For the past few days my college friends and I were exchanging mails. it is always a delight to hear from former school friends. let me do a roll call:

1. Damirson

2. Imee

3. Kjellen

4. Ces

5. Julie

6. Genese

7. Abiel

 

This week, I have been excited to open my mail in the morning knowing that i ‘ll be getting a short message from them. We almost used the mails as a chat conference. Today we added Mao and Kay in the loop.

 

i hope we could finally meet up over dinner next week. It’s been a while since we last saw each other. We were never complete even then after college. I may not be close to all of them but there must be a reason why we have communication until now… 10 years since we first knew each other in UST… 1-18

kare kare…

i happened to catch a friend who was online one afternoon. Kristel, a friend who I miss a lot… We chatted for a while about work and then decided to meet and have dinner. i was hoping that no s.o. will be around… and there was none… we had pure chick chatting over dinner… about how she felt bad about resigning to her current job… about her faggot lead who hears nothing and knows nothing… about the inhumane Human Resource people… and then the ranting was over… as all bad vibes do…

 

Moving forward… i shared how busy i was with work lately. the past few weeks or months have been tough in terms of deliverables and coordination with people. But the important thing is i was still having fun. Weird.

 

Moving forward… i missed our talks about music. How we loved Mark Abaya. I won’t forget college days when my classmates and i watched pocket concerts. This gave me the chance to meet Mark, the talented Raymond, Diego, and rock chic Myrene. i shared  the times when I attend summer shebang. Rock and roll the whole night…

 

Kare kare and lechon kawali never tasted that good when shared with a dear friend. Yummy!

burnout…

What a stressful week…

I can’t wait for the weekend…

I want to go home and play my guitar…

 

A            E               F#m-D

I’m not the easiest person to love

A                          E             F#m-D

I’m often the one who lets things go unresolved

 A                      E

Yet you choose to be, on the side of me

F#m         D

on the side of me

blue jean…

Another reason for me to stay… Now, i don’t have to wait for the MPM to wear my jeans. Finally, the “woman” on top decided to let us wear our well-loved jeans. Oh yeah, blue baby! It will be “maong Friday” all year round.

lynn…

Lynn said it takes one person to change another. True? Maybe… Maybe not… Perhaps, we will be like this until we’re not…

gobas…

Gobas… It’s 1:00am and I’m still awake. A few more hours and I have to get ready for work. A few more hours and it is rollout time. Let’s go ADMP5.0! Yeah!

 

What am I saying?! Hmmm, I’m really gobas…

 

I’ll go with anyone who will take me to bohol… almost anyone… gobas…

star-cola…

I had my face posted on my Dee-eL. Hahahay, tapang… Well, not really my whole face. I had starbucks and coca-cola on my left and right or right and left respectively. Wala, gobas pa rin. Tomorrow, it’s back to sunset. Or, maybe, i’ll let my face marinate for a while.

saturdaddy to sundaddy

I miss my dad. So I decided to visit him over the weekend (with my brother, of course). As before, it wasn’t just my brother, my dad and me.  My dad lives with his sister and her family. Having to visit him would mean having to deal with everybody else, which I think was ok but sometimes I just want to have time alone with my dad.

 

There was nothing special that weekend. We talked about the usual stuff (work, dogs, losing weight, hehe). We just chilled around my aunts house. I played with my cute cuz chanyl and iggy and tris. After breakfast, I slept. Funny that I woke up with my dad and brother beside me. Sweet.

lawnmower…

With all the things that run in your head… Do you sometimes wish to be in a place that would make you forget where you want/need to be? I do. I sometimes wish that I am too old to be living with my family. But how could I leave my mom? I almost thought that I have found that person who I can live with for the rest of my shitty life. I was ready to stand where that person stands. Then again, I can’t make that person, or anybody, think the same way. It saddened me but I have accepted it. I’m still giving it a chance anyway. The only difference is that, now, I try to lessen my emotions. I still cry but not as much as before.