Random Thoughts While Working--- I Love My Job

I haven't done a lot of updating on this blog this week. Work's been putting a lot of demands on me lately--- crazy week this is. I have been very busy taking care of requests, but everything's cool. I'd like to think that God won't trust me with anything I couldn't handle. And it's fun coz you get to delight a lot of people, and I think that's the most important thing. When you're happy with what you're doing, and you know the reason why you're happy about it, then everything comes out easy, and yes, manageable.

I'm taking some time to sit down and utter my mantra for this week:

I love my job.
I love my job.
I love my job.
Nothing I couldn't handle.
I love my job.

heheheh

Happy Birthday, Hudaz :)

Happy 27th birthday friendship-bond!
All the best for you today, birthday-boi :)

Kung Hei Fat Choi

This year I pray for unity amidst indifference, and that people will just quit from being so uber-greedy towards having too much worldly obsessions. I'd love to be rich and all, but not to the point of having all the money wars and death and stuff.

I'm at a point in my life where I don't see the need to make some New Year's resolutions. I don't want to stuff myself up with too much goals. This year for me is all about freedom--- no walls, no ceilings, no floors, no limits, no cages, no boundaries, no ties, no chains. I will let everything in my life flow at it's natural course.

The best of luck to one and all in the Year of the Great Ox...

Happy Birthday Otttt!

Happy Birthday Ot!

This time it's no longer false alarm, mare. :)

Wishing you all the best--- from all of us from the Laagans

Facebook is the new World Power

Today I have completely submitted to the validation that Facebook is the new world power. It has become a necessity. It's almost like Social Security.

Imelda Marcos has a facebook account and we're friends (she approved my request 2 minutes ago and I'm in heaven). The account seems real, and the pictures look genuine.



*whew, goddess.

Speaking of Facebook, for those of you who are not yet part of my facebook chain, do add yourself up in my account by clicking the badge below. I'd love to hear from you, too.

A Love Letter To My Ex-Lover

Dear You---

I am checking out your blog right now and I'm pretty disturbed at the pics you posted of you hooking up with another guy, and other guys on some other posts. Please remember that you broke up with me barely a month ago for no good reason I must say. This makes me look like the biggest LOSER on earth.

Up to this day, people still ask me about us, and what went wrong, and why. I couldn't lie so I'd say "Well, he just stopped loving me---why? I don't freaking know."

You have put me through this shame spiral and it's gonna go on like this for as long I live.

All I have left now is my pride--- you took everything away from me the day you stopped loving me. Pride is the only thing I have left that keeps me sane so please don't take it away. I have put sooooo much efforts at restoring my old self--- I've gone back serious at going to the gym losing all the Holiday weight and all, I have posted up a profile at match.com, I've been sporting a semi-bald do on hopes at looking hot and available, I've bought some new wardrobe--- but nothing feels right still. Nothing.

In a nutshell, yes, I still haven't moved on and I expect you to be sensitive about it.

Now I don't want you to remove all those pics you posted, NO, it's not gonna make me feel any better. The damage has been done so you can blog about your adventures as much as you want coz really, I've hit rock bottom and I can't go down any further. All I ask is for you to think of that one guy out there who's still hurting from all the crap you put him through.

And he was at his best when you left him and you know that. He doesn't deserve this.


Yours Always,

Keith

Time To Get Serious

I've had, by far, the best Sinulog ever.

The Sinulog season is finally over, and things are gonna be less Holiday-ish outside starting now. Back at home, the day after Sinulog is usually the time that we take down our Christmas lights, Christmas tree and decorations.

Till next year you guys! :)

And by the way, I saw this pic from a stranger's Sinulog album in Facebook. I bet that day, the Governor was just as drunk as the rest of Cebu. I admit, she's pretty and all, but watching her party like a 16-year-old hurts like a hang-over. lol

Missing

I'm missing home terribly, and it's crazy coz home's just an hour drive away from the place that I'm renting now.

Lately I'm having a hard time adjusting to my new work schedule which is set at graveyard. My sleeping habits these days are so not normal, that during my free time I just prefer to stay in my room and take lots of rest. No sleeping pill is big enough to cure my insomnia these days and no eye cream is good enough to make my eye bags look less visible. I feel groggy and sleepy and sickly all the time that my family's been on the bottom part of my priority list.

It's hard when you're missing your family. A big part of you seems broken, and no particular kind of leisure is fun enough to fill the gap. I had lunch with my Mum a couple of days ago, but it just wasn't enough... I miss the kids and Dad.

Can't wait for weekend to come :)

*The baby above by the way is Kole, my 1-year old nephew. :)

Happy Birthday S!

Happy Birthday S!
And thank you sa lechon na bonggang-bongga!
Mwahs!

Once You Go Black, You Never Wanna Go Back

I am streaming Obama's inauguration right now, and needless to say, I am watching history being made.

Log on to http://www.cnn.com/live

It's feels great that I lived to see the day a Black-American would be inaugurated for presidency. This is actually one of the things I dreamed to see in my lifetime. I've witnessed a Pope die, and a new pope ordained, the death of Princess Diana, etc.). Other events I'd want to see in my lifetime? Oh well, I'd like to see a Filipina crowned as Miss Universe, and ANOTHER Martial Law. That would be fun. :)

Happy Birthday Atan...!

We may be miles apart from each other right now, but we celebrate this day as if you're just here with us. That is because you've enriched us with so many awesome memories, and because we share the kind of friendship that knows no bounderies.

Well hallerrr, obviously we miss you, and we won't ever get tired of reminding you that. Your legacy of friendship will be kept alive with us, just as you cherish ours with you there in Japan.

...and shyetttt, we can't wait na til April, Moi-moi!

More blessings, more adventure. Study hard. Party harder. And never forget your condoms.

Happy Birthday!

Sinulog '09

Nothing Beats the First Time

As part of our plans to make money for our Palawan Trip this April, the Laagans (Tope, Jazzy, Calai, Deu, Vanvan, Chai, Chris, Sanny and me) had our first take on entrepreneurship. We catered the food for the Mazda contingent-- hundreds of dancers and staff.

None of us were really winners at cooking. Sure we can whip up a really good dish, but not really good enough to the point of cooking a good dish for hundreds of people. But I believe you really don't need to be super good about what you're doing, you just have to set your heart to it.

And of course since we've set our minds at making good money for our summer trip, we were able to successfully sail through what we thought was an impossible feat.

Atan, we miss you... :) You could've been really really useful in the kitchen, hehehe.

For orders, contact me at 09156431560.

Coz Tonight Is The Night That I'm Feeling Alright---

I'm soooo not gonna miss tonight's gay-themed episode of Maalaala Mo Kaya that stars Derek Ramsay and Coco Martin...

I am currently mapping out my sleep schedule: After work at 6:30 AM, Im gonna go straight home, pop a couple of sleeping pills (just to make sure I get 8 hours) and sleep til 3--- then I'll go meet my friends in Sto. Nino for the Annual Procession that'll end, say, 7PM--- then I'll head back home, sleep til 9-something, wake up then watch Maalaala til 11--- power nap from 11 til 11:30--- take a long cool shower--- and then I'll head out to partyyyyyy...

Nice :)

Counting Hours

I am counting the hours til this shift ends. The rest of Cebu is partying--- my friends with their booze and dancing to the drumbeat whilst I'm stuck here in the office with excel sheets and training modules. My mind's been on Sinulog-mode since Monday.

It's 3AM and I'm still getting texts like "hey, where u?" and "kumusta party?" and "hey any chance you're in mango?" and it pains me so much to respond "I'm in the office". It's almost as painful as saying "Mom, I'm pregnant and I don't know who the Dad is..."

Anyways, I won't be able to post up stuff here for, say, the WHOLE weekend coz by then I'll be busy with the parties and gimmicks and stuff. Sinulog is the perfect time to get laid for godssakes!

See you at the parties, guys.

(And by the way, I am inviting you all to the most awesome street party in Cebu, Sinulog sa Alejandro's-- Jan 16-18)

I Never Thought I'd Live To See The Day...

Confirmed.

Beyonce will sing the first song for Barack Obama following his inauguration next week, Jan 20. She has been commissioned to sing a yet-to-be-disclosed song number for the President and First Lady Michelle Obama at their Inaugural Ball. I bet the "yet-to-be-disclosed" part means "I-still-haven't practiced-on-it-yet-coz-Im-too-busy-cashing-in". I have an awful premonition that it's gonna be "At Last".

The world is waiting for the final list of artists to perform on the new President's inauguration. Set to perform (so far) are Jay-Z, Alicia Keys, Stevie Wonder, Shakira, Mariah Carey and Faith Hill.

I hope Jennifer Hudson's gonna sing the Stars-Spangled Banner.

I heard Charisse Pempengco (spell-check, please...) will be there, too. I'm not suprised, coz hello, she's being handled by Oprah Winfrey herself. I'm not a big fan of this girl, but I'm hoping it's gonna be good.

*excited!

I Think I Wanna Be A Nurse

This week, I've had too many emails from Leo Lastimosa about the immediate hiring for nurses in Japan. And I bet there're still more emails to come so I better set it on spam right about now.

There.... Done. Now where was I? Yeah----

Nurses. Japan. Immediate.

These are one of the many reasons I regret ever taking up a business course in college. If I took Nursing 7 years ago, then I wouldve been in Canada or the US, or Japan right now earning pounds or dollars or yen or whatever. Filipino nurses are everywhere in the world. When I was in a hospital in Lexington, KY in the US, the nurses there were Filipinos, and they were talking in Tagalog loudly at the nurses station which was weird coz it made me half-dream that I was in a ward at PGH--- they were THAT loud.

Going back to my point, The Philippines is the ultimate nurse-making machine in the world. If we get so so so good at it, someday the world is gonna look at Filipno nurses as something like cars is to Japan, or gambling is to Vegas.

Whatchutink?

We Should Do this Often...

(I apologize for the late post, I shouldve posted this last Monday but I was busy...)

It's been 9 months, 27 days, ump-teen hours since I last went to a gay bar.

I lost count on the number of times I've visited a gay bar--- uhm--- 15 times I guess. That's because our house in Mactan is just a few blocks away from one. I used to hang out there that time when I quit my job and decided to be a bum for three months. I didn't have a choice. That was the only place in the world that's a cartwheel away from our house, air-conditioned, not to mention a heaven-sent place where you can get rid of drunk, dirty, fat, straight men who couldn't get over singing "My Way" for the millionth time..

Over the weekend, a dear friend set me and some of my colleagues up for a BIG night (and I mean big) at a gay bar.

Despite having visited the place for the nth time, I still couldn't take away that creepy feeling you get once you enter the door. The dark corners of the room, the beautiful men, the smoky air--- the sight of it seemed like losing your virginity all over again, hahaha.

And right I'm having some LSS on "oh gawd give me a reason, I'm down on bended knees"--- on pretty obvious reasons. lol

Happy Birthday Lem

Happy Birthday, Lem...

I haven't seen you for the longest time, and I want you to know that I miss you and all our coffee moments. :) We've been friends since we were kids, and even now that we're both really really busy, I'm happy to know that there is someone at the end of the rope that I can cling to whenever I'm down. Cheers to friendship--- I wish you all the best and may you find true joy in whatever you do. I will forever be your fan, Ate Shawee, hehehe.

American Idol Season 8

New rules. New judge. New Season.

Last year I said in my old blog that American Idol is starting to bug me after 7 painstaking seasons of so-so contestants. But having watched today's pilot episode, I somehow had this little spark of hope that THIS season is going to be good. Today's episode by the way is really hilarious.

Since room-mate Marcial and I do not have cable at home, I pretty much contented myself watching it over QTV, it's just as good actually. I only had 6 hours of sleep just so I could watch the pilot run and I am about to snooze now. But if you'll ask me if I ever regret having less sleep today, the answer is no. ---The funny auditions were more than enough to keep me smirking the whole week.

My Latest Discovery

Kopi Roti.

It is an exciting new concept in the art of enjoying coffee and tea blended the traditional Singaporean way.

You might wanna visit the place. If you are looking for:

1. a nice spot with great FREE wi-fi,


2. is less crowded,


3. is not too expensive (would you believe their coffee's P40???),


4. a place where you can get-rid of the noisy Koreans


5. a place where there are less call-center people who speak English even if they're outside their office
   
6. not to mention a place with an an almost-better-than-sex roti concoction, this place is IT. I suggest you get combination # 8: the Roti Bread and Coffee with Condensed Milk, yum---

---then this place is IT.

Visit Kopi Roti at The Gallery, Juan Luna Street, Mabolo, Cebu City.

Just a little bit of historical background: I am at a point where I'm starting to get pissed at Gloria Jeans' on-and-off wi-fi signal. And the wi-fi speed at Bo's is just as awful as their coffee. And I couldn't afford Starbucks' P100/hour wi-fi rates, hello, wi-fi should be free coz it's not like we're buying your coffee for P10, duh!

By the way, thank you for the company Jimvic. I had a great time Mr.-what-if-a-cosmic-ray-would-hit-the-earth's-surface-causing-a-global-meltdown-of-all-online-information-so-you-have-got-to-print-your-digital-pictures-coz-you-just-might-lose-them-forever.lol.

I Never Thought I'd Live To See The Day...

Something that I got from somewhere, and I think you've read about last month. But if you haven't read on:

ABS-CBN will remake the hit vampire novel Twilight with a Tagalog title
“Takipsilim” which according bought by ABS-CBN for more than $ 1 Million Dollars
with Ignite Media as co producer. Rayver Cruz will star as Edward Cullen
and Shaina Magdayao as Isabella Swan.

The Taping is set to starting this coming February 2008 in Baguio,
Tagaytay, Bukidnon and some other parts to be shot abroad. Directed by Cathy
Garcia Molina. TV Adaptation will focus in Edward and Bella’s love story to be
treated as drama, romance and fantasy.

Oh well... THIS is Philippine Television. Welcome to my world of beautiful bullshit.

The Ultimate Battle of Divas and Rockstars

T'was the greatest singing battle in history...

Third Place goes to Keith on his redition of All By Myself by Celine Dion:

The second place goes to Angel on his powerhouse version of And I am Telling You (I'm Not Going)---

And the Ultimate Champ is Brey on his out-of-this-universe version of Somewhere that made Barbra Streisand a thing of the past... Brey is IT! Brey is ettttttttttttt!

I would like to thank the other contestants who vied for the title (Alphie, Marcial, Patrick, Julie, Kirk and Richard B). Thank you guys for being such great sports. lol

Seriously, thank you Alphie for inviting us over your fiesta celebration. We had a super-fun time. Till next year. :)

Couldn't Get Any Better Than This...

What would you teach your teenage self about beauty?

I went to the gym this morning; surprisingly I saw my gym-buddy sweating out with all the rest of the people who prefer to work out in the morning (we used to work-out in the afternoon or evening). We pretty much spent the whole morning in the catching up with things, assisting each other with the weights and machines, we even spent like an hour in the sauna.

We talked about weight loss, and how things are different now that we have come to age (I think 26 is old already, coz there are actually a few things that I could no longer do compared to when I was, let’s say, 15 years old)…

He asked me one interesting question: SUPPOSING YOU HAD THIS ABILITY TO GO BACK TO THE PAST, WHAT WOULD YOU TEACH YOUR TEENAGE SELF ABOUT BEAUTY?

Five things:


1. If you have never ever ever ever lit a single stick you’re whole life, then do not consider the thought to light one. Smoking is not cool, and it’s REALLY hard to quit once you start smoking... Seriously...

2. Sleep as much as you want and never worry about failing exams or studying too much to excel in your class. As you grow older, the lines will show and you’ll regret ever getting yourself used to having ugly sleeping habits. Don’t worry, you’ll get a job, and your grades have no direct impact on the kind of job you’ll get in the future.

3. Go easy on the pork. Eat your veggies, gawd!

4. Take care of your teeth because they won’t be there for long. Dental care as you grow older gets more and more expensive. The more problems you have, the more costly it would be for you.

5. Take a lot of pictures of yourself. As you grow older, you’ll go back to these pictures and recall how supple and soft your skin was, or how cute you smiled, and how vibrant you looked, and you'll grow old happy.



So there, I throw back the same question to you… What would you teach your teenage self about beauty?

Worried ---

And I'm worried about you...

And I can't just stand here knowing you're not okay...

Please let me do this...

Random Thoughts While Working --- On Loving the People Who Love You

***Keith on drama mode...

The number of people who love you for who you really are is directly proportional to the number of people who hate you for being so...

Never make enemies out of the people who do not understand how it is to be you. It's just not totally worth the effort. And what they think of you is completely out of your business.

Instead, make more effort on loving the people who know you well, and have come to appreciate your existence. Take time at reminding them how much they mean to you, and how much you truly care. They wont be there forever by the way.

To all those whom I love and who love me back, thank you. I'm looking forward to more and more years of friendship.

Ode To My Half-Consumed Marlboro

I felt dejected when I saw my monthly sales performance
So I cupped my hands and blew one big sigh
I felt my pocket to where I placed my box of cigarettes
I took out one stick and went downstairs to smoke

It’s cold outside, again it’s about to rain
I lit my stick and blew one big puff of smoke
And there I saw you parking your car
The car where we used to make out and fight

I haven’t seen you in ages that’s for sure
You looked clean with your orange shirt
And I can smell your Burberry cologne from afar
And you looked at me, I thought you’d smile But you didn’t.

You walked to my direction, still you’re face was blank
I stood in my spot, the cigarette still clipped in my lips
And you came in front of me, took the stick from my mouth
And stepped on my poor little half-consumed Marlboro

You walked away saying nothing
And I stood there cold and solid
My mind was shouting “what the f***k is wrong with you!!!”
But my mouth just uttered one feeble “errrrrr…”

I walked up to my office still caught in disbelief
Sat down and ate a handful of peanuts
I turned my speakers on. I need some bitch-slap
And David Cook sang ‘oh darling coz you’ll always be my Baby…”

Happy Birthday Miz Rosana Dowbleyh...

Happy Birthday Sannnnnnnnnnnn!

Omigodddd, I so super miss you...!

The greetings may be a bit late, but my thoughts for you will never be... Hoist uli na wuie, magki-at tah. :)

Fucked up Without You

Songwriting's always been one of my favorite past-times. I do it everytime there's this emotion that I wanna vent out. I was searching through old notes earlier today and I came accross one song that I wrote last year.

I still think of you everyday
And every night I still cry myself to sleep
I want to move on but I just can’t take one step further
Mornin’ il awake up with the same sadness I keep
There’re nights when I look up to heaven and pray
But not a single intention comes out in sight
All I know is that there’s this empty space inside
That only you and you alone can fill

It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
The more I avoid the thought that you’re gone
The more I find myself believing you’ll return
It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
I’ve planned a million diff’rent ways to forget
But I still keep on believing you’ll return.

And I wanna dwell in this emptiness the whole night
It would be like kissing you all night
It’d be touching and feeling your body all night
And I’d feel kinda okay the morning after
But reality tells me that everything’s over
And that there’s no hope of having you back
I’m just so despondently down and blue.
Coz there’s no us. Just me. No you.

And I still keep all the letters you sent
And I kept all our photographs together
I still even drive down our favorite coffee shop
With hopes of seeing your face filled with laughter
Everything about me still says that you’re there
Everything about me still says you care
I wanna believe everything’s just a bad dream
That I’d wake up one day and see you back beside me

It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
The more I avoid the thought that you’re gone
The more I find myself believing you’ll return
It is my god-forsaken right to win you back
Coz lord knows I’m just so fucked up without you
I’ve planned a million diff’rent ways to forget
But I still keep on believing you’ll return.

Random Thoughts While Working --- On Fidelity

Fidelity is not manufactured, engineered, plotted, nor should it ever be an obligation or something that you should request from your partner. It is a natural product of love and of two persons who are in a loving relationship. It takes commitment and a lot of effort to make it work out. It is something given spontaneously to your partner.

I believe that everyone is capable of fidelity if and only if they have finally found that one person who can make them so. Otherwise, he or she will continue on a search of the missing puzzle piece.

Cheating is absolute and is non-negotiable. There is never a thing called half-cheating.

Sex is a good thing, especially when you do it with that one person you truly love. It is where we are supposed to express our deep affection, and care and at the same time, touching base at our true human nature. I believe sex is something to be enjoyed. I believe sex is something we should do really often. I believe sex shouldn’t be repressed or held back. But since sex is great and it could be really really really addictive, some people will have the difficulty of being able to pinpoint what is reasonable from what is not, much more, at fulfilling and sustaining a lasting relationship

Anything That Makes You Happy--- Including The Things That Hurt Big Time

Around 11 AM.

(Text message)

Tristan: I’m at Starbucks. Let’s meet. Say in 15 minutes. I have an appointment at 11:30.

Josh: Love to but can’t. I have to finish this report due by 2 PM.

Tristan: Oh okei. Can I just bring you coffee there in your office instead?

Josh: Sure. Wow. That's sweet.

Tristan: Ayt.. “Anything” for a FRIEND.

Josh: Hmm… “Anything”?

Tristan: Haha. Just Coffee and legal, ethical, morally upright things. Omigosh, what were you thinking?

Josh: Same as what YOU are thinking.

Tristan: I’m thinking you’d ask me to…

Josh: What?

Tristan: Kill someone. Hehehe. I can’t do that. You?

Josh: Nothing much. Anything that makes you happy. Including the things that hurt big time.

Tristan: Like what?

Josh: Secreto para bibo!

Skinny Jeans is Called SKINNY Jeans for a Reason

I've been going to the gym twice everyday for the past 4 days and I'm EXHAUSTED!


And I have forgotten the taste of real food coz I've been dieting SOOOOOO hard at the same time.


I'm doing this for the Sinulog... And maybe for the summer parties to come... And to help me mend my broken heart and start anew :)


---And because I simply believe that skinny jeans is called SKINNY jeans for a reason.


I want this 2008 body back. Elpppppppppp!

I Never Thought I'd Live To See The Day...

I never thought I'd live to see the day when we have perfumes inspired from books...






Twilight Perfume. Nope, I'm not kidding.


So after having almost every celebrity releasing their own line of scents (I swear the thought of Donald Trump's perfume line still freaks me out), we have perfumes inspired from books now? What the eff...!


I admit, I got hooked with the series, but I don't think I'm gonna spend $48 on it, I mean, isn't it weird?


And I heard it smells like lavender and freesia, and the bottle's shaped like an apple, just like the picture in the book's cover.


So wait, wait, wait... Does that mean next year there's gonna be ANOTHER perfume named New Moon? Omigod, I thought the recession's just a myth until today. People are indeed resorting to out-of-this-world revenue-generating businesses.

Back to Singing

I'm gonna be going back to singing, oh well, not really going back as in OFFICIALLY back. I'm just gonna be doing it for the Sinulog season. I've got a few gigs lined up, I'm not really making so much money on it, but it's fair enough to buy myself a new pair of Nike's.

Just a resolution:

I'm not gonna be singing drunk. Not anymore. I promise. :)

Without Me

I took a good last look
And as I scanned the walls, the corners, the sheets
Heaps of memories flood
With our happy faces on it
I realized this room is better left without me

You have changed
I still feel exactly the same
But you have given me no choice
But to leave this room empty
And I realized that this room is better left without me

There is no love here anymore
I should be somewhere far,
Far enough to forget that I gave my all
To someone who didn’t need it anyway…
This room is better left without me