rest day blabbery

i walked off the Allied Bank building around 8am. i had to endure backpains and feet blisters due to well.. restlessness and "formal-formalan" attire, respectively. however, all the pain flew off to oblivion the minute i punched the >>play>> button on my brother's mp3player. as usual, Blow You House Down (artist:PUPIL) blasting off the earplugs. i did some rehearsals in my head on how to answer interview questions like "what is your favorite movie?" hehe. my answer would be... i forgot the title because it's in french but it's about this ex-convict who just got out of jail. got married to a bitchy bully fat lady who used to own a deli. his life was a whack. he had a lot of insights. most of it no normal mind would ever agree on. however his blabbering does make sense. one night his pregnant fat wife had a fit, he puched her stomach so hard until it bled. afraid that she might call the police and be sent back to jail, he went off with a .45 in hand and travelled back to france to ask money from some old friends from the deli he used to work in. but life just ain't that nice to all people, his friends were either broke or out of the country. he rented a little room, brought whores there, spent the last of his money, no one would give him work becaus ehe was an ex-convict. so he went recollected his past, he has a child which name i don't remember at all. he took her to one-day vacation from the mental institution. he planned to rape her and kill her. however in his imagination when he tried to kill her she wouldn't die despite the bullet in her throath. then he realized she's the only thing he has. she's his only fortune. in the end he married her. the point of the story? nothing. hehe. i don't know if the interviewer can handle the story but i'll try it anyway. the stupid thing that i did today.. i'm supopsed to wake up at 12pm. i have to meet up with Dave, we we're going to apply for a job somewhere in the PBCOM tower. i woke up at 2pm. gee, what a shame. anyway, he said he wasn't mad. but i doubt if he'd ever agree to go job hunting with me in the future. haha. tomorrow though i have a scheduled phone interview in the morning for TeleTech. ***cross fingers*** i'm on leave for thursday and friday. rest day galore. hehe. nah, this is going to be a job hunting week. :D

ArGggghhh

wow. i can't believe i have tons of dreams. tons of hope in my sleeve. i want to dive in tawi-tawi like what Fra-and did. i want to live by myself. buy myself things for my enormous hobbies like what Erwin did. I want to get a high-paying job, get a credit card and all. i'm in a hurry.

DevArt Favorite

i'm passed the drama. passed the busy schedules. passed the QA pressure. now i'd like to stop and smell the flowers. and how do i do that? DeviantArt :-) i'm checking out Psyloautisticity's stuff. I like his product pictures. i like rusty industrial photos like this. and the glass sprout as well has nice lighting. he's a multi-media artist. breath-taking, mind-screwing, informative photos. love it.

busy

busy. busy.
looking for call center vacancies.
looking for mates.
sick of heart matter.
valentine is near.
i have a poetry blog project in mind.
and a music review blog project.
wish me luck!
been online for 4 hours.
that's all i can say. too preoccupied. damn.

*teary-eyed*

you have no idea how much this video made me cry...

sweet revenge sweet carelessness

Last night was funny. i was fooling around with an "old flame" thru texting. In the end i had him begging. i could have told him "u should have told me that 2 years ago" but... i want him to beg more, hahahah! *evilgrin* anyways, i figured i have stop it so i deleted all the messages. Oh sweet revenge. (=

The aggravating part though is, i lost my purse for the nth time! HI. I'M MISS CARELESS. bah!

Superproxy 26k

i don't know what they're doing. all i know is the kids are handsomely cute. cuter than the dads. haha!

Let's go smoke some pot!!!

i bought a kilo of pork chops today. something to eat at lunch. to save money.

Over dinner

Dinner for me, breakfast for most. That's what i'm waiting for here in Greenwich. Pizza for dinner. I eat before i go home so i can just sleep right after. What's the sense of talking about this? Nothing. Hence, the blog title. Actually i'm practicing independence---eating on my own. I'm short of cash right at the moment so i can't "live on my own." It's hard to get started when you don't have enough to spare for things to start with. I don't want to end up begging in the end. Who wants to beg? It's easy to find a place when you're ready. The important thing's the dough, really.

My lips are chapping. I never get the chance to apply lipgloss. I'm always on the rush when i wake up. One time my lower lip bled. I had colds then I was sneezing my nose out and I saw blood on the tissue. I thought it was dengue and I was dying. Until I noticed it came from my lip. Relief! hehe.

Alas! Here comes the pizza, after 5 years! Urgh! Well, it's food, it's not a good habit to complain over grace, right?

Yesterday i texted JK.

ME: ei, do u stil love me?
JK: Haayyy, emo questn 4 d wik. I do. I need 2 concentrate on my midterms now, miss drama queen..
ME: i love you too. ;-)

I'm complete. Oprah said never make a man complete you. That both of yo u are two different individuals. Never let a man know everything. A man will always be a man.

Whatever.

all i want to say is NOTHING

i'm scratching my head again. i thought i had plenty to write today. turns out i got none. actually there is but i can't express it. let me just express it thru this song from Fiona Apple. this is everything i want to say today.

Fiona Apple Lyrics

Fiona Apple Music Video Codes

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downright STUPID

this morning i woke up at about 9. the gameplen for the day:RCBC Tower 2. Bring Resume with recent photo. Dress up in business casual. I checked my cash in my wallet. 50 pesos (damn). I checeked my ATM's... wer's my Allied Bank ATM? *think* Err.. Checked all bags, not there, checked all folders, not there, wallets, not there.. WHERE's MY ATM?!? so obviously i considered it LOST/MISSING/STOLEN whocares i don't know! i rushed to the bank without brushing my teeth. cursed at every single thing that blocks my way to the bank. fuck fuck fuck. i was fuming. angry at myself for being stupid. this is the second time that my ATM was declared "missing." for fuck's sake WHEN WILL I EVER STRAIGHTEN UP?!?

i went back home. borrowed money. went back to the bank. waited in line for two fucking hours which was like forever!!! i was furious at myself. i'd be broke if i don't recover my money. thank god i did. half of it. sheesh.

anyways, all is good now. i'm fine fine fine. (= my stupididty is just downright incomprehensible.

Ely Ely Ely

Ely Buendia, my idol, my god, my---whatever, is writing for Manila Bulletin every Thursday on the Entertainment section. read here!

the hunt is ON

job hunting. the most challenging job. you've got to be highly intelligent even if you're not. at least try to be one for 20 minutes. and if it worked, try extend it for another 20 minutes or something.. until you get hired. until then you can act DUMB again! haha! i still consider myself a newbie in this jobhunting industry so i know i got exert a lot of effort. anyway, i'm officially starting tommorow. may the stars and sky collide to bless me with good luck! (shheesshh, what the?!)

Junk, Lifeless

i am completely LIFELESS. i hate my life today. i hate all the conyos of the world. i hate the people in the house i'm living in. i hate the people at work. i hate myself. i'm full of hate. i hate it.

in a few days from now i'd be taking some decisions i HOPE and PRAY i will not regret.

before anything else, i need to get some sleep. zZzZz.

The first HELLO

Here i am again. Another blog. I mean, another BRAND NEW blog. Another blog i can discard soon when i run out of anything non-sense to blog about. Well, Hi, first. My name is "chaii," at least that's what i want people to call me. it's "double i" when u spell it but "single i" when u say it. Why? no reason at all. For show, probably. haha! anyway, i'm 22, going on 23...3 months from now. i'm not excited, duh. I feel i'm overworked underpaid. That's why i get all this this sickness... broke-sickness, love-sickness, antisocial-sickness, all kinds! I have been considering other options, so i'd be overworked but well-paid at least. i'm still thinking about it.

Right now i'm listening to Telepono by Sugarfree for the nth time since 9:03 am, it's now 9:45am. I love this song. Reminds me of the good ole' TELEBABAD days...


"Hello, hello, helloNaririnig mo pa ba ako?
Kung wala na tayo sa telepono
'Pag nandito na tayo sa tunay na mundo"

i don't want to remember it. BAH!

Next song----> Kwarto by Sugarfree (Urgh!)

I'm currently addicted to Sugarfree these days, that's why even if it hurts to listen to the song, i still listen to it anyway. (",)

Everytime i took off from work my way home would be Greenbelt overpass. This morning I went down whatever street that was in front of Landmark but still inside the greenbelt area, to go pass by the church as always... I noticed now there are benches there, on that circular space in front of the church... i was going to sit and read but my eyes are all sore. i was in front of the PC for 9 straight hours at work. so i just went straight ahead to the church. a mass was going on. it's only 7:30am and the church was packed with people. to think of it's not Sunday, it's just the first Friday of the month and year (well..). So i squeezed myself in and i said to God: "I think i don't need to glorify you anymore, there are a whole bunch of people here doing that already." I hope i didn't offend Him. haha!
after the priest did his very short barkings, sermon rather (hehe), i squeezed myself out again and this flock of ducks were busy crossing the little walkway, they stumbled clumsily through it so i have to stop and let out a little laugh at those poor crazy creatures, then i realized the nun who saw it too was also laughing her heart out about that little duck raucus. her laugh was enchanting.