Free of the World. Rain worshipper. Hermit. Tormented mind.
Caged spirit. Defiant and eternal enemy of Destiny and Fate. Poet. Scientist. Artist. Daydreamer.
He who laughs. Slacker. Sleeper. Romancer of wings and clouds. Fiercely independent. He who is ponderous.
Games and anime junkie. Four eyes. Caveman. Nature-lover. He who doesn't think that hard. Non-smoker.
Music-junkie. Counter of blessings. Guitar-hugger.
He who simply wants what everybody else would like to be in this world and the next -- to be happy.
Sunday, October 26, 2008
Emo: Over Plans and Plans of Palabok
* Nikki Gil is singing in the background *
Looked at all the ingredients to make palabok. Crab stuff. Garlic. Calamansi. And some other ingredients.
Hmm.
I have a reason to make these. And it's not to satisfy myself. Gotta wake up early tomorrow. Make it as great as possible.
And then someday, someday, I'll have no reason to make great things. Do I really need one?
Yeah I need one. Jeez, that's the voice in my head answering it for me. Great.
I'll try to be happy I made somethin. Tomorrow's gotta be good for somethin' aye?
Oh. Who are you? You want me to leave it behind?
Oh dear.
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Excuse me while I curl up and try to bring order somewhere in my cerebrum XD
I was looking at what cover letters were like (you know, letter that goes before your resume).
Realized that, if I was a fresh grad I'd make it flowery and embellished as possible. But now, what it looks like to me is that it makes you look like a whore out to woo her next customer.
Seriously.
I'm beginning to see the reason why I should be my own boss.
I've already set a deadline. Come January I'm outta here.
Things I need to do: - set up an Australian bank account - patch things up with insurance - liquidate time deposit (not implying I'm in anyway rich mind you)
and for the little things: - gifts for Christmas - what I'll leave and what I'll bring - hmm, been fancying of getting myself a camcorder -
Of course I have to prepare for the worst. That is, no income for the next six months. Good thing I'm not a family man. Still have three months to do all this though.
Incidentally, gotta talk to basky and lei. I need people to talk about stuff. All What I'm really waiting is my 13th month pay so I have some more security financial wise.
Mr. Destiny, what do you have in store for me, man?
Love of mine some day you will die But I'll be close behind I'll follow you into the dark
No blinding light or tunnels to gates of white Just our hands clasped so tight Waiting for the hint of a spark If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark
In Catholic school as vicious as Roman rule I got my knuckles bruised by a lady in black And I held my tongue as she told me "Son fear is the heart of love" So I never went back
If Heaven and Hell decide That they both are satisfied Illuminate the NOs on their vacancy signs
If there's no one beside you When your soul embarks Then I'll follow you into the dark
You and me have seen everything to see From Bangkok to Calgary And the soles of your shoes are all worn down The time for sleep is now It's nothing to cry about 'cause we'll hold each other soon In the blackest of rooms
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
Woke up today, didn't get the sleep I wanted the night before but I think it's enough that I won't drift at work.
Decided not to make packed lunch and have a little fun with officemates come 12.
Got out the door and the first thing I saw was my neighbor's pooch.
Been long since I had a dog. I used to have a favorite I've named Gringo Brutus. Sort of a mongrel from a Welsh Corgi blood line. Neighbor offered me a ride to work. Cool. Looks like I can spare myself from showing my bat-umbrella and un-ironed clothes. I'm a rough individual trying to look elegant.
Rocky the dog and neighbor sat at the back of the car while her mom was at the wheel, talking about her work and my cooking. I wanted to talk about a lot of things. But I think my brain is still asleep.
I wanted to tell her about my journalistic exploits and a lot of other things. I wanted to play with Rocky. I wanted to walk with my neighbor.