valentines day

It is Valentines Day… the time when people are reminded and get to realize that they’ve got loved ones to heed and take care of other than those things that constantly bombard them as they go along with their lives each day… the time when almost every single (unmarried ones, that is) person one you know fuss about getting to have a date, and worse, get laid tonight… the time of the year when the heart is of utmost importance – the star, the brightest of them all, the most brilliant and magnificent.

It’s Valentines Day and it’s also the 40th day of the death of my Grandpapa so I am melancholic as of the moment. However, the great thing is that we now know that he’s well taken care of up there. And we’ll be having a “family reunion” at our grandparents’ house tonight.

It’s Valentines Day and I almost got myself into an accident when the wheel of the motorcycle I’m riding on got flat while the driver seems to have the peak of his fastest ride towards wherever hell he is going to. Thank goodness, he had managed to slow us down into the safety of the side tracks.

It’s Valentines Day and I’m here in the office, doing overtime, and will later one become spent as everyone here will be.

It’s Valentines Day and I wish everyone will enjoy this day and that everyone will come to realize that one day is not enough to compensate 360+ days of slackness towards their loved ones…it's high time you work into bringing your loved ones in your life a lot closer from now on...

It’s Valentines Day, best regards!

messed up: over time

Was supposed to do my analysis for my coral data today but during startup, my computer rants: "virtual memory low"!

the heck. so now i am using my officemate's pc because my dumb (damned) computer can't connect to the internet (perhaps Gods way of saying: "Concentrate. Work, work, work!")

So i am currently uninstalling some installed craps in my pc, reckon it will help. Or so i believe it would.

Left with nothing else to do save burden or, worse, kill myself by waiting for the craps to be trashed out of the crappy pc, I am currently devouring the net for anything to do.

So i am now blogging -- guess this blog deserves to be attended this time after being sort of abandoned to weeks. But my conscience keeps babbling: "Hey Fred, the government is paying you for more by 'working' overtime.You are supposed to WORK!" Hell, yes, i am tormenting myself. Can't help it. How it pains to be conscientious!

Nevertheless, been working my ass off this week, been a good employee lately. I've never been late, save 8 minutes, for this week. A record high after being formally employed here in the Center for (uh, i'm counting... one, two, three, fo..) eight months!

Now I am bound to change. I am supposed to. Can't keep on complaining about all the problems and issues that troubles the government, more so with my co-workers, without me changing myself first. So I am helping myself.. Got to change a lot of things, especially in my outlook in life, working, and living.. Got to have a better perspective, see life with less hostility, meekly, gracefully.

Listening to Rihanna's Disturbia.. singing along my anathema with all airs i can muster: dum, dum, de, dum, dum, de, dum, dum... dum, dum, de, dum, dum, de, dum, dum...

erratic

My mind is racing and my heart's pounding.
Restless as restless as I can be.
I am in the brink of crossing borders, I am in the tip of a never-ending spire.
I am walking in the dark, trying to feel every corner, trying to have a grasp of the world I am currently traversing.
Feeling that piercing pang of angst linger over my sore soul.
Licking every droplet of sour mien with utmost reluctance, living it with divine annoyance.
I am to move away from my comfort zone, forging into a new horizon.