Archives for April 2008

There are a number of things I should have written about and last Sunday I was supposed to do just that but I didn’t know where to start. In the end, I ditched the idea altogether. Now that things ain’t so shitty anymore, I decided that yeah, I’ll try to piece together the damn week that it was and let things be. Such a lovely idea.Maybe I should take my own advice.

I’m finally over my depression over leaving Porno Land. I have come to live with the fact that yes, it was fun while it lasted, yes, I’ll miss the Golden Days and yes, I’ll miss the damn pool but sometimes we tend to cling to what little is left of the happier days, hoping that things will be better in the coming days and realize that no, it won’t. At this point I feel that I’m way past my usefulness to the company and it’s time to move on. I leave with happy memories, that’s what’s important.

It’s funny now that as my days here in the old company are numbered, I not only learned a few lessons but also came to appreciate the people and things I took for granted. Sad, but dealing with these new developments made me cherish the last few moments spent here in Porno Land.

I realized that friends really do come and go. That they aren’t perfect and that I shouldn’t give to much credit to some. I find it disappointing when I accidentally find out some of my friends are either ratting out on me or that there has been some instances when they felt that it was necessary to lie just to get ahead of everyone else. I hate competition and I find it especially taxing to compete with a friend that’s why I steer clear of those things. But some are just asking for it. However, instead of attempting to plot my next revenge on you, I’ll just smile and will try my best not to let it get in the way of our “friendship”. For your sake and mine.

I also learned that no matter how well-meaning your intentions are, you shouldn’t divulge details that are totally unnecessary. There is a great chance that it will backfire on you and if you come to think of it, if you do it then you’re no better than the very person you are trying in vain to warn people about.

It’s futile to mend broken fences because sometimes it’s best to just wait for the pieces to fall into their rightfull places, you just have to have patience. And when that day of reckoning comes, feel free to rub it in their faces, you deserve it.

You shouldn’t believe everything you hear. If you find that people are hesitant to spill their guts out on you, chances are, they know something you don’t.

Lastly, people lie all the time.

Now here’s one category my old blog never had, something about Love and all of its fabulousness. Usually I fight the urge to write anything about love because I don’t enjoy writing things in which I have no fucking clue. However, I figured this might be the right place and the right time to do it. So here it goes…

I’m thinking of going after a guy. We’ve been getting to know each other for a few weeks now but last week, as we engaged in our usual chit-chat, we found ourselves freaking out because we have so much in common.

It’s uncanny to say the least. We both love steaks, we are both asthmatic smokers, we are technically the youngest in the brood and we are both fans of Jaime Licauco. The cutest thing of all, we believe in soul mates.

I find it adorable that he seems to be the type of person who’s very candid, who treasures the little things. I like that in a guy. Someone who’s secure enough to be himself when he’s talking to me and yet knows better than to try and impress me with things I don’t give a rat’s ass about.

For once, here’s a genuinely good guy who seems to love nothing more than to get to know me. And for once, I’m not afraid.

Perhaps if things aren’t crappy right now, if I could finally get my shit together, if the chance finally presents itself, I just might go after him. Meanwhile, I’ll just stay put and smile whenever I hear this song.

I’m sitting here in an obscure net shop wearing the rattiest set of garb known to man. Since I’m too sick to report to work today, I was stuck at home broiling in our heated room which bored me shitless so I dragged my ass out here, bought some drugs and felt a little contemplative. I’m high on paracetamol, by the way.

Last night, me and my partner in crime, Rhae, decided to check out another company where another friend is currently employed. The offer was good and the last thing I heard was we passed the exams and are well on our way to be hired. I should be happy and I am, somewhat. My ego is happy, that’s fer sure.

However, I got a little sad too. My present company rocks and it’s tearing me inside to leave my friends behind. It just struck me as too… sudden.

I should be struck by lightning with that statement because it was my bright idea to leave Iweb in the first place and I feel bad Rhae was forced to join me on my misery. Granted, I’ve been planning my resignation for quite some time now but doesn’t really have plans on doing a hasty exit. What sealed my decision was the fact that my boss has become unreasonably unbearable these past few weeks. He went Neo-Nazi on our asses two weeks ago and doesn’t show any signs of letting up. Bleah.

Funny thing was, my second anniversary is only two months away. Two fucking years and I’m throwing it all away. My current position which I worked so hard for, my friends, the admin people who helped me out, the gift certs, the familiarity of my work place, the peace of mind of knowing the company is doing its best to keep its employees happy and the hugeass ashtray swimming pool.

Just. Like. That.

I suddenly grew a conscience and I hatez itz.