Oh... I just realised that my blog counts (eeek! seems like blood count) are getting lower. Last month's statistics I got fewer hits cos I only posted like four entries.
Well, what can we do? My days are empty, no shit-load of stuff to tell. No work. No life. Not much of things I get interested in and my self-esteem is at its all time low. The only thing I mastered is the art of bumming around. It sucks, I tell ya. And hell yeah, I am now in desperate need of a job to keep me sane. If there is a 101 on 'Getting-yourself-employed' book. I won't think twice in buying it.
Still I say that it's not about the money. Not to brag but I got shit loads of it to survive another season. But somehow I need to be useful to the society. And damn, I couldn't justify any vacation if I can't find myself a job. So please... If you're reading this and if you're from NSW. Please, please hire me. I am talented, smart and gorgeous.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
The Idiot and the Bad Country Weather
I dunno. I just have to blog this. Call it stupid but I am stupid and plain dumb. I got stucked in the apartment's hallway without a key. It's middle of the night and the last thing I wanted to do is wake up my housemates. It's Niko's bday for crying out loud. I just walked out of the unit to take some calls. Went out since I don't want to disturb my sleeping housemates. I left the door open but the freakin' wind has somehow blew from inside (through windows) and the door slammed and I got stucked.
The agony of sheer coldness led me to worry if I can sleep outside. Being so desperate to contact them, I rang their mobile phones and even landline for so many times. Guilt has slowly crawled its way. Luckily, Pee woke up and opened the door after a 15-minute panic that seemed like forever.
Lesson learned. Don't be fucking stupid.
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I hafta talk about my rainy long weekend and the unfortunate thing happened. As you might have heard we had a long vacation here in Sydney cos its labour day. But to me, its another pathetic excuse to get out of Sydney and forget about my job dilemma. For one weather's not cooperating. It was raining all throughout the long weekend. We cancelled horseback riding cos it can be dangerous. But funny I got an ankle sprain because I pretended to know how to play chinese garter and fell hard on my left foot, which until now still aches. But is generally fine (about 95% healed). My sprain became better or it might be my adrenalin to participate in outdoor fun activities that pushed me to get better.
We bushed walk for lotsa kilometers around Kangaroo Valley and beyond to see coupla falls. Which ended up not so fantastic since fog is all that you see. Highlight of the event (not mentioning the fantastic marshmallow melting) was the kayaking. I was really good at it and I am one of the two brave souls who doesn't know how to swim but still managed to get a solo.
Thanks to my mates who have organised it, brought some food and made our weather-sucking country vacation a fabulous treat. Special mention to Sheng of course. Thanks for the ride, great team leader and for always being amazingly cool.
The agony of sheer coldness led me to worry if I can sleep outside. Being so desperate to contact them, I rang their mobile phones and even landline for so many times. Guilt has slowly crawled its way. Luckily, Pee woke up and opened the door after a 15-minute panic that seemed like forever.
Lesson learned. Don't be fucking stupid.
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I hafta talk about my rainy long weekend and the unfortunate thing happened. As you might have heard we had a long vacation here in Sydney cos its labour day. But to me, its another pathetic excuse to get out of Sydney and forget about my job dilemma. For one weather's not cooperating. It was raining all throughout the long weekend. We cancelled horseback riding cos it can be dangerous. But funny I got an ankle sprain because I pretended to know how to play chinese garter and fell hard on my left foot, which until now still aches. But is generally fine (about 95% healed). My sprain became better or it might be my adrenalin to participate in outdoor fun activities that pushed me to get better.
We bushed walk for lotsa kilometers around Kangaroo Valley and beyond to see coupla falls. Which ended up not so fantastic since fog is all that you see. Highlight of the event (not mentioning the fantastic marshmallow melting) was the kayaking. I was really good at it and I am one of the two brave souls who doesn't know how to swim but still managed to get a solo.
Thanks to my mates who have organised it, brought some food and made our weather-sucking country vacation a fabulous treat. Special mention to Sheng of course. Thanks for the ride, great team leader and for always being amazingly cool.
Thursday, October 1, 2009
The Poo Accident and my bitchy mood
Poo Accident
Just when my spirits where up 'cos of :
- three job prospectives that contacted me,
- had my hurricane pork ribs,
- donated for Ondoy victims benefit, and
- sunny and summer-like weather
I accidentally sat on a dog poop. Good thing I brought my hoodie to wrap around my waist to conceal the poo incident. Luckily it's just few minutes of torture under the poo spell. I saw General Pants and instantly bought a Stussy shorts. Now I can enjoy the beach. Baywatching and finish my overdue book.
Bitchy Mood ii
After the dusty storm that swept Sydney last week, now we are rewarded with a good sunny day. That's why I went to the beach not thinking twice. But the power of technology has once again made the lovely weather into a pit of darkness. Through 24/7 internet connection I have been aware of any developments/news on social networking.
As a result I've been shrewd. Only because you provoked me to it. Generally I'm a friendly and nice guy but I have my limitations you see.. I can be really bitchy when not treated properly. I just have this dreadful angst that would mystify many. Its just the way of telling someone to fuck-off and mind your own business. Grow up and be mature. Act like a man and tell me directly if something's bothering you.
2 cents.
disclaimer: not in anyway angry at you. this is just a way to vent out.
Just when my spirits where up 'cos of :
- three job prospectives that contacted me,
- had my hurricane pork ribs,
- donated for Ondoy victims benefit, and
- sunny and summer-like weather
I accidentally sat on a dog poop. Good thing I brought my hoodie to wrap around my waist to conceal the poo incident. Luckily it's just few minutes of torture under the poo spell. I saw General Pants and instantly bought a Stussy shorts. Now I can enjoy the beach. Baywatching and finish my overdue book.
Bitchy Mood ii
After the dusty storm that swept Sydney last week, now we are rewarded with a good sunny day. That's why I went to the beach not thinking twice. But the power of technology has once again made the lovely weather into a pit of darkness. Through 24/7 internet connection I have been aware of any developments/news on social networking.
As a result I've been shrewd. Only because you provoked me to it. Generally I'm a friendly and nice guy but I have my limitations you see.. I can be really bitchy when not treated properly. I just have this dreadful angst that would mystify many. Its just the way of telling someone to fuck-off and mind your own business. Grow up and be mature. Act like a man and tell me directly if something's bothering you.
2 cents.
disclaimer: not in anyway angry at you. this is just a way to vent out.
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
been around...
lately i know i'm blogless. but twitterful. and cheerful.
just a week prior to my birthday, roi visited me here in sydney and i have the honour of showing him around. then the day before my birthday, jeff came for an 18-day holiday in australia. i was too busy touring as well. forgot about job hunting and all those routinary stuff that i do that kills me from boredom. good thing that i still have enough funds to sustain me and i've been around NSW.
will insert picture links soon...
now im back to the normal bit i used to do. but this time, i've got enough books and dvds to entertain me until the job search finally concludes. *cf*
its tuesday, its movie day. this time emie would join me and hoping that funny people would indeed stand by its name. otherwise that's another ten bucks i wont see again.
just a week prior to my birthday, roi visited me here in sydney and i have the honour of showing him around. then the day before my birthday, jeff came for an 18-day holiday in australia. i was too busy touring as well. forgot about job hunting and all those routinary stuff that i do that kills me from boredom. good thing that i still have enough funds to sustain me and i've been around NSW.
will insert picture links soon...
now im back to the normal bit i used to do. but this time, i've got enough books and dvds to entertain me until the job search finally concludes. *cf*
its tuesday, its movie day. this time emie would join me and hoping that funny people would indeed stand by its name. otherwise that's another ten bucks i wont see again.
Monday, September 7, 2009
My Springfield
Walking past the trees after my interview, I began to notice the branches of most trees. On the tip there were leaves which were beginning to sprout. I am reminded that spring is finally here. I just love spring the most. Its vibrant colors. The coolness yet fair weather. A visit and stroll to the beach. Always is a perfect day. Seeing nature's apparent beauty. I am just lucky that my birthday falls on this season.
It always gives me an inspiration to live by my motto. New beginning. Just last night when I celebrated mass at St. Mary's Cathedral, the sermon was about encouragement through this tough times. A new beginning not only in the midst of our personal life but also in our communion with God. Likewise, spring gives me enormous hope that there is a clearer road ahead.
Again million thanks to my friends for sharing some time on my birthday. Though a bit wounded financially, its worth it despite the minor unchivalry of some. I tend to diagnose it with holistic approach rather than spoiling the night and turning it into a bleak event.
May I find the perfect place for solitude. Simpson's call it their Springfield. I want my own. Shouldn't be long, I reckon.
It always gives me an inspiration to live by my motto. New beginning. Just last night when I celebrated mass at St. Mary's Cathedral, the sermon was about encouragement through this tough times. A new beginning not only in the midst of our personal life but also in our communion with God. Likewise, spring gives me enormous hope that there is a clearer road ahead.
Again million thanks to my friends for sharing some time on my birthday. Though a bit wounded financially, its worth it despite the minor unchivalry of some. I tend to diagnose it with holistic approach rather than spoiling the night and turning it into a bleak event.
May I find the perfect place for solitude. Simpson's call it their Springfield. I want my own. Shouldn't be long, I reckon.
Saturday, September 5, 2009
turning 27
thoughts on turning 27? Well, not much really. Its not an age that would create a big fuzz but i am always reminded that just in a few years time I will be turning 30. and it will be a big deal! whether i have my dream job. whether i have attained what i wanted in life.
thanks for my friends, its something that i will always cherish. at the lowest point in my life, who else will support me. just minutes away til we have pre-celebration dinner at hurricanes. and hours away til the countdown for my birthday. what more can i wish but having friends with me. enjoying few drinks with good music.
thanks for my friends, its something that i will always cherish. at the lowest point in my life, who else will support me. just minutes away til we have pre-celebration dinner at hurricanes. and hours away til the countdown for my birthday. what more can i wish but having friends with me. enjoying few drinks with good music.
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Analyse Me / Triathlon Tuesday
Analyse Me
I feel lost. emotional. bothered.
I guess its because i'm alone most of the time. And memories are rushing back in unexpected ways like walking in shops, going to familiar places or just by reading a book. Looking back the way it were is just too painful. its hard to explain. I just couldn't explain thoroughly the intricacies of these predicaments.
I have accepted each downfall. But no matter what realisations I make, my subconscious would always linger on the past. And one strand of memory brings back the pain. It shadows any gleam of hope that might shine for just a split second.
Practically speaking, I am well. sane. and is a strong willed person. I know i can always survive. I am independent and smart. Ironic that i'm writing the first few with a sense of surrender. But this is mainly to pour out the negativity inside me. To keep me young and fresh. And one day i will indeed be totally refreshed. 'A new beginning' as i often say.
Triathlon Tuesday
No! It's not Swimming, Cycling and Running. It's Movies, Cycling and Reading. Those are my sports for today. Yes, I consider all of them as sports. Watching movies and reading a book are both a sport to me. Mental and spiritual sport since it both exercises your brain and soul. Even your appreciation of art and literature. And how you would react on certain issues. The jolt of excitement it brings.
Movies I've seen are District 9. Inglorious Basterd. Public Enemy. Forget the last one, I dozed off anyway. District 9 is really weird for me at first as I am not a fan of Sci Fi that much. But the unrivaled acting of the leading character plus how it was conceptualised are just focking awesome *saying it with the accent*. Inglorious Basterd is really disturbing at first. Its gory and very very violent. But then I was carried away by the movie. For one, I adore the French and German language. I love reading subtitles while both languages are music to my ears. Its witty dialogue and outrageous plot kept me entertained all-throughout. Plus Brad Pitt and Christoph Waltz are both splendid on this movie.
I feel lost. emotional. bothered.
I guess its because i'm alone most of the time. And memories are rushing back in unexpected ways like walking in shops, going to familiar places or just by reading a book. Looking back the way it were is just too painful. its hard to explain. I just couldn't explain thoroughly the intricacies of these predicaments.
I have accepted each downfall. But no matter what realisations I make, my subconscious would always linger on the past. And one strand of memory brings back the pain. It shadows any gleam of hope that might shine for just a split second.
Practically speaking, I am well. sane. and is a strong willed person. I know i can always survive. I am independent and smart. Ironic that i'm writing the first few with a sense of surrender. But this is mainly to pour out the negativity inside me. To keep me young and fresh. And one day i will indeed be totally refreshed. 'A new beginning' as i often say.
Triathlon Tuesday
No! It's not Swimming, Cycling and Running. It's Movies, Cycling and Reading. Those are my sports for today. Yes, I consider all of them as sports. Watching movies and reading a book are both a sport to me. Mental and spiritual sport since it both exercises your brain and soul. Even your appreciation of art and literature. And how you would react on certain issues. The jolt of excitement it brings.
Movies I've seen are District 9. Inglorious Basterd. Public Enemy. Forget the last one, I dozed off anyway. District 9 is really weird for me at first as I am not a fan of Sci Fi that much. But the unrivaled acting of the leading character plus how it was conceptualised are just focking awesome *saying it with the accent*. Inglorious Basterd is really disturbing at first. Its gory and very very violent. But then I was carried away by the movie. For one, I adore the French and German language. I love reading subtitles while both languages are music to my ears. Its witty dialogue and outrageous plot kept me entertained all-throughout. Plus Brad Pitt and Christoph Waltz are both splendid on this movie.
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