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Monday, February 14, 2005

i died

i hated our fair. i, an SACB officer, had to endure 33 long hours in a booth in the span of two days. who could survive such torture? i was assigned as the mainstay guy for the dedication booth since i was briefed on how everything was to be handled. let's say about three or four 15 minute breaks were alotted to me. whew. glad i'm still alive.

friday, i worked at the booth from 7am to 10pm, then i went home, had my dinner [yup, hadn't eaten] and collapsed like a dead man on my bed. saturday, my shift went on from 7am to 1230am. okay. there was a point when i was alone in the booth already. good thing though, at that instance, there weren't any people making requests and stuff, so i just kept playing music and stuff. hehe. now, what really pissed me off are the requests we keep on getting. for one, they keep requesting the same friggin songs again and again! i'm SICK AND TIRED of kitchie nadal, sponge cola, rivermaya, jojo, and mario. aaaaagh! secondly, there were SOOOOO many of them. requests here and there. requests, requests, requests!!! and every ten minutes, they'd come back and complain "o, ba't di ko pa naririnig song ko?" AAAHHHH!!! to add to it all, i wasn't able to watch the cool concert in the gym that night. i had a ticket [which were SO hard to come by] already and everything. =/ i was really looking forward to it. oh well.

there were good sides to the this tale of death though. i learned how to use a mixer and how to play music the way dj's do. i'd be the one announcing and doing the spiels at times and it was pretty cool...

...but nevertheless, still DEATH! i got sick the next day. yup! my head was heavier than a ton, i felt so lethargic, and i couldn't eat! i stayed on my nice, soft bed the whooooole day. hahaha. with that, it boosted my recovery and by the evening, i started feeling like a million bucks.

day of hearts

days like this just plain suck. it's the type of day when singles all around feed on pretense and get falsely empowered and start squinting at the rest of them, wearing their red shirts, showing off their "undying love". they say that being single is the best thing in the world; the freedom, the independence, the avoidance of pain and heartbreak, and of course, iwas gastos [that's one i wanna keep]. but deep down inside, these people.. ah fuck it, people like me, look at the rest of them, and think, "pucha naman tong mga kumag na toh, oo na, lonely na ako on this day of love and sharing and caring and hugging and snuggling yaddiyah. you don't hafta rub it in my face." it sucks when you're home alone, your siblings all have dates, and your mom and dad as well. face it, deep down, i'm sure, all single people whose hearts are beating abhore [or at least wouldn't mind the quick passing of] this day.

when i think in retrospect, it pisses me off more that i had a great time in last year's valentine's day. the roses, smiles, and senti songs. hehe.

today, i went out with apol and pj. we had all agreed to wear red and watch let the love begin in gateway mall. it was a sappy, typical filipino movie, but still quite entertaining to watch. hehehe. there was even a really long line before you could enter the cinemahouse cuz so many people were watching. we were the center of attention everywhere we'd pass. imagine three guys all wearing red walking around, all smiles! it was hilarious. then.. apol and pj left and who was left behind? hahaha. and so, i went to starbucks, ordered some coffee, and sulked while waiting for my ride home. it was funny and at the same time really sad that i was just alone there at starbucks, sipping coffee. hihihi. i chuckle whenever i think about it.

but maybe, i chose to be like this. i mean, it's my own fault anyway. i know it. i didn't have to be lonely on this day, but then... whee! can't discuss such personal matters here! hahahaha.

anyway, i'm tired of being all emo and stuff. haaay. here's one good thing, 4 MORE REGULAR SCHOOLDAYS and we're through! wahoo..... wait, now that i think about it. it's sad as well. waaaaah. why does everything have to be contradictory?


the adventure ended at 6:29 PM

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