Sad vs. Happy

Who would like to be singled out and choose 'sad' as an option between being happy and being sad? Amabel. Most people would, of course, want to be happy. That's the ultimate cause/purpose (Philosophy lessons, processing... failed.) of man's life -- to be H-A-P-P-Y. But Mabel's YM status is alarming: three sad faces. That's overly dramatic. So I asked why. She named three various reasons (that's why the 3 sad faces), to quote:

"Sad na hindi na ako matutuloy sa batanes sa march, sad kasi di ko pa palal marereimburse ung plane fare ko sa company kahit na irerefund naman ako ng asian spirit... akala ko lang e magkakapera pa ako... sad kasi madaming work pero may glitch ung Internet provider namin so di ka makapagtrabaho ng maayos..."

I smiled. She really has various reasons to be sad, but i said in rebuttal:

"I'm sick but not sad. I'm happy because I'm feeling better now. I'm happy because I'm able to chat with you. I'm happy because even if my bills are on its way, I still have extra money to buy myself bananas."

The next exchange of YM messages was like music to my ears, okay, lyrics to my eyes na lang. She was starting to laugh. And even before I explain to her the message of the reasons why I'm happy, she realized it. She tried to think of reasons why she's supposed to be happy and not sad. And she came up with these:

"I'm happy coz you're well and in the office right now to care what I feel. I'm happy coz you're trying to make me feel better. At natuwa ako that you can still buy bananas."

So there. I'm overly happy to make someone feel better today more than I feel better myself.

*****

Find reasons to be happy. =)

I thought of Myanmar's political detainees and tell myself I'm more fortunate being able to sit on my chair comfortably after a good lunch and still blog and check Facebook (and Friendster). Luxury at work.

And now I get back to real business.

Para Sa Akin

Out of words. Still, I can't take the lyrics of Sitti's "Para Sa Akin" off my mind. Junlee was playing the song while I was talking to him over YM last night. Now, I feel like I want to sway with the song. Only if I have a wireless headset. Somebody invent that, please! Anyhow, it is a lovely song. Simple. Meaningful. Love does not coerce! Uh-oh. Here I am again. At least you tried your best. Right, Jun? =p

senseless and random

i didn't even bother to fix my title. i just want to blurt some things. while doing this, im catching up with an old friend. she made me smile. her name is as 'nice' as Nice. :) i did loveD (okay, the 'D' is the key letter, okay?) him. i felt what we have was real. only it wasn't right for me, and even for him. not for us. i miss him. and hell, who are you to laugh at me? first love lasts (like an impression, and it, too, dies soon). it didn't matter if he looks like a monster. or like a wreck. or a monstrous wreck like shrek. i know and feel better than any of you. judge if you may. i maybe stubborn, or careless. but i am enjoying my life. because i loved. only not good enough for him. not brave enough for him. here present. i am hoping to love more. someone is coming. my Lord makes me feel so. someone God-sent. someone who will pray with me. someone i'd enjoy laughing with, till i run out of breath. someone i'd look in the eye and return me that look that says "message received" without necessarily talking. (ang weird ko na.) and yeah, someone who'll tell me i'm weird but will still hug me tight and kiss the top of my head (sweee-et! but he has to be really tall). someone who'd sing with me too, and wouldn't care if I or he sings out of tune. we'd get along. if he's not all of these, it doesn't matter. so long as i know, he is God's gift, i'd gladly take it. now i need to get back to work. i am so missing someone now. not my ex, silly. someone else. haaaayyy.

Friday Blues Even Men Can't Beat

I've been away for two days. The 2-day off mood is still in me. I don't want to eat breakfast yet. I don't want to start working yet. But I already started checking my mails. And this certain email from Lala caught my interest and made me choking with laughter till I finished reading it. I pasted it below. Hilarious! WIFE VS. HUSBAND A couple drove down a country road for several miles, not saying a word. An earlier discussion had led to an argument and neither of them wanted to concede their position. As they passed a barnyard of mules, goats, and pigs, the husband asked sarcastically, 'Relatives of yours?' 'Yep,' the wife replied, 'in-laws.' W O R D S A husband read an article to his wife about how many words women use a day... 30,000 to a man's 15,000. The wife replied, 'The reason has to be because we have to repeat everything to men...The husband then turned to his wife and asked, 'What?' CREATION A man said to his wife one day, 'I don't know how you can be so stupid and so beautiful all at the same time.' The wife responded, 'Allow me to explain. God made me beautiful so you would be attracted to me; God made me stupid so I would be attracted to you!' WHO DOES WHAT A man and his wife were having an argument about who should brew the coffee each morning. The wife said, 'You should do it, because you get up first, and then we don't have to wait as long to get our coffee.' The husband said, 'You are in charge of cooking around here and you should do it, because that is your job, and I can just wait for my coffee.' Wife replies, 'No, you should do it, and besides, it is in the Bible that the man should do the coffee.' Husband replies, 'I can't believe that, show me.' So she fetched the Bible, and opened the New Testament and showed him at the top of several pages, that it indeed says..........'HEBREWS' - I heard myself really roaring with laughter because of this! Hahaha. THE SILENT TREATMENT A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, 'Please wake me at 5:00 AM .' He left it where he knew she would find it.The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, 'It is 5:00 AM . Wake up.' Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests. I remember posting a similar entry in my blog. http://ccvf.blogspot.com/2004/09/what-men-and-love-are.html But then again, I'm missing someone. Really do. I hope he knows. Hahaha. Mav, you gotta guess who I'm missing! Another alien. Oh, and Happy Valentine's Day for tomorrow.

Disconnected

Dependence. Addiction. Way of life. If these are not what Internet brings about in your work or personal life, then you are still capable of saving your sane self, however primitive. I am becoming a mad madman. What without Internet! I cannot imagine. Bayantel is getting on my nerves again. This is not the first time our office’s Internet connection was ‘temporarily disconnected’. And tickle me with the details, because it’s for the same reason: unsettled bill. I asked the impassive customer service representative (Hello?! We teach customer service!) in response to her claim and I know this is yet another déjà vu. ‘Miss, have you sent us the billing statement yet for that unsettled bill? Would you care checking on your records? Who received it and when?’ I was quite in the mood to talk incessantly but I stopped myself. ‘Hold on a second, Ma’am,’ she said. The timer ticks one, two, three, four, five, and counting. I have more than enough time to recall one of the good customer service habits before she came back at the other line – under promise and over deliver. But for her, it has been more than a second! Gracious. She answered my queries with, ‘Ma’am, we would just notify the person in charge to send you the billing statement.’ Now that was very lame! I was still composed, thinking how lucky this lady might be that we were not talking face-to-facet. Or she would be sorry she answered my phonecall. I could transform into a living mascot for UST - a growling tiger should the opportunity calls for it. But, whhhaaattt??? She can't even provide me with some useful information! This is getting difficult each time. This was the same issue I had discussed way back with another CSR but I guess my take was not duly noted. In my best effort, I gave that familiar unsolicited litany of how things this disastrous may have been avoided. You (Bayantel) send the billing statement, we prepare the check, we get Internet connection, you don't get complaints. It's just a walk in the park! To think that there was not even a disconnection notice. I could no longer stand her desolation. I hung up. With a 'temporarily disconnected' status, I could not access my emails. I could not upload my training calendar. No Friendster. No Facebook. No blog. No Chikka. No YM. No Skype. Only more and more difficult work. Hay.

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Bright side of life: I did too many calls for a day. Can't they see I'm happy? No, they can't.

*****

Speaking of disconnected, I got an unexpected SMS from this bloke who I somehow missed for several days now. He was disconnected, to put it lightly, because he has not been online since mid last week. I was even worried I might have said something awful to him and scared him away. Hahaha. I know vampires can be really scary but a fan like me can do no more harm than eat cooked pork and dinuguan.

But hey, he has valid reasons to be 'disconnected' at least. Unlike that CSR and her rotten excuses. He got stranded somewhere (maybe there was an avalanche, but I hope not) but still managed to transmit an SMS. His SMS was An Answer to my wonderings. (Why is that?) And yes, I Absolutely Agree that soon enough, I'll hear from him again. You know, like reconnection.

*****

Bring our Internet connection back!!!

Month of What?

It's February already. I have not been looking at my calendar for the past few days -- either for dread of seeing the transition of the months or just because I'm lazy to tear off the page. Who am I kidding? It's the latter. Why do I dread January ending and February coming? Kathleya answered it for me. I was blowing my hair to dry upstairs when she shrieked in declaration "Eeeeh!!! February na! Valentine's na!" If I were downstairs, I should have hushed her and told her to mind her cooking. My eyes rolled and I sighed. She did not have to reiterate it. Gahz! It's pretty obvious that February is bloody hell here! Establishments at the Araneta Center are posting hearts and cupids in bold red at the store windows -- reminiscent of how Christmas must be near with Christmas trees and carols all around. But I can tell from Kathleya's shrieking that I'm not the only person in the house with issues on February. Well, not really issues, but yeah, more or less. Talk about being dateless. No, in my case, I refuse to date. At least not yet. I had already planned out how I'm going to spend February 14th. I know Kathleya has plans too. She has many plans! And we agree so much in planning to 'get busy' on the 14th. I'm going home to Pangasinan then. Im off to the beach by the day, watch a [seminary] play by the night. Alone or with company. I already told my cousin who has been bum for a while to join me to the beach. She doesn't think it's a good idea considering that she has a boyfriend but she already agreed. And she can't take that back. No negotiations with the brat. And of course she can't take her boyfriend with her! I want the beach to be sightly, and I think smooching lovers will be an eyesore. Eww. It's February alright. And it's not exclusive for lovers! Whoever told it's the love-month!? Huh? I lived my whole life with so many February-ies and I survived them with or without a lover, with flowers and none. Besides, every month (and everyday for that matter) is a time to love, to spread the love!

No Clicks

"jejeje, ok lang noh, xa yta pnksweet s lhat ng ex ko, promise, pg alm nya my gus2 k s knya li2gawan k nya, gnun xa, jejeje,kya go lng."

That was an SMS from my cousin. I do not see the point of mentioning who she is and who she is referring to. I just related to her that this guy, who happened to be her ex, was asking for my number. And so that message. I thought, whatever happened to courtship not dwelling on mobile phones? Or chat? Or emails? Or anything clickable?! Does love happen in just a click? I don't know. Which makes me upset. Argh! Guys (with the 's'!), work your asses out please. Find me. Or no, do not let me know you are looking for me. I'm often hard to find all the more. Hahaha.