Written Contusions

A friend of mine forwarded a quote to me.

Which way would you take?

The left one where there's nothing right? Or the right one where there's nothing left?

Nice play of words. Think about it.

I guess it's really hard to choose. A conundrum, dilemma, and a stalemate. I just thought I would share.

There's a saying that when it rains, it pours. It seems that today, it happened to me both literally and figuratively. Earlier in the morning, it rained. During the afternoon, a lot of new things poured down on me. I think that today is a start of new things and discoveries. Kate already finished her novel and I have in my hands her first manuscript; my friend, Anyanka, from Mafia Mofo asked me to coauthor a blog with her; finally, I learned something new about myself.

It seems that over the past entries, I have been mentioning that my friend, Kate, has a novel. As it turns out, she has finished giving birth to her novel and I have the manuscript already. The beginning looks promising and I can't wait to ravage through the entire piece. Being the bookworm that I am, I can finish that manuscript before the week is up. I can only give vague details about the novel because I want to ensure that readers worldwide buy her book once they get off the press and become available in bookstores; no spoilers here, sorry. I started reading the manuscript while I was at the van station, waiting for it to fill up with passengers. I was able to finish 5 chapters in less than 30 minutes.

When I arrived home, I checked my Mafia Mofo and I found a message from my friend, Anyanka. She is sort of my big sister in that online RPG and we've become friends even though we are continents apart. I love the internet! Anyway, she has asked me to coauthor a blog with her and naturally, I accepted. Wait for further updates on that. By the way, I think you are reading this Big Sis. Hello to you! Ü

Now, on to something really weird. While I was at the van, I noticed that there's a funny smell in the air. Think in the lines of vinegar! It smelled like somebody had just finished jogging and decided to raise his hairy armpits for the world to smell. As it turns out, I think that I was that smelly guy. How did I find out? I discretely raised my right arm and pretended to rest my head on my shoulders, that's how. I admit; I smelled horrible. I was feeling horrible too. Too bad, I was sitting next to a pretty girl wearing a green tank top and green eyeshadow. I got self-conscious of course. Moving on, I pretended to not notice until we got off the van. While waiting for a ride, I decided to check on my smell and it seems that the smell vanished! I was feeling a little bit better too. I don't know if this makes sense but this is my theory:

I smell bad if I feel bad; I smell good if I feel good.

Does that make sense? I know; I am weird. That's why you read my blog, right?

i lost my old phone. i am now demoted to a 8250 phone but in december, i will be buying another one.

here's my new number. esp for kathy... and atchie. and rob. and bunny. hehehe

0906 272 1804

for those guys who just passed by and wants to text me, that would be fine. i'd like to make this loss into something good. perhaps this is a way for me to get new friends... just let me know who you are and don't forget to tell me you got my number on my blog. for sure, if i have the phone credits, and i am not sleeping, i will reply.

I have recently updated the look of my blog to this green and white number and I need help. Yesterday, I told my friend Rob about it and asked him to check if the lay out is ok. I needed to check because the computer I was using had a life of its own and I think it went out of its way to bastardize my blog lay out.

As it turns out, when I view my blog in an IE browser, it looks ok but Rob told me otherwise. He was using a Firefox browser. I am feeling paranoid about it so I want to get feedback on how my blog will look like for everybody. Of course I would like to present my blog in a logical and neat manner so please, I would like to get feedback if this blog template looks odd on your browser. Thanks!!!

I saw Charlie's Angels last night and I felt the sea calling me. I have actually noticed this during the past few days. I feel drawn to it and I feel that it has something to tell me or teach me.

I keep on seeing this image of a crimson sun, indigo sky, flaming sea close to the horizon, black sand and me, sitting on a dark beach, with waves washing over my feet.

Non sequitur: my friend Charisma asked me to write a poem about her. She says she'll give me P200.00. I felt flattered of course but at the same time, afraid that I might not live up to her expectations. She even gave me P30.00 as a down payment.

By the way, want to see how she looks like? This is Charisma.

Summer's heat is still unbearable. Last night, I was able to smell the approach of rain clouds in the air and I felt happy about it. I felt relieved because it has been so hot that all I can think of is banana daiquiri.

Last week, Friday: Small World

I went to an interview with a call center. I was anticipating that there would be heavy traffic so I left home at around 6am. I guess it is a good thing that my worst expectations were wrong, meaning, I arrived there at 8am - one hour earlier than the scheduled time. I anticipated this so I brought along a book that I borrowed from my sister and I read while I waited.

After suffering an hour of the dreadful paperback novel, we were ushered into a training room which also served as an interview room, a lady approached me and I found out that my old officemate, Wilma, worked there. I then realized that she was HR there and she was to conduct the interview. It relaxed me a bit to know that I think I breezed through her interview with flying colors.

Afterwards, we were told to read a script and make a recording to be sent to their operations manager. This was the next step of the selection process. I started and finished before the other applicants and I felt quite confident about everything.

I was on my way home and was about to cross the street when I saw my other friend, Charisma, and I actually jumped up and down to greet her and I also hugged her.

Small world, no?

I saw Jayvie last Monday.

I was at work and when it was already noon, I texted him if I could see him that night. He told me that he is not in ATC so there's no way. He was in MegaMall that day because their work assigned him there.

I told him that I will be going to him. He said yes and we met. He wasn't feeling very well that day. Inside the mall, he kept on complaining that he was feeling cold. When we were out of the mall, he kept complaining that it was too hot. He had mouth sores and had a slight fever. He wasn't planning to eat dinner that day but I made him realize that he hasn't taken his lunch yet so he shouldn't miss his dinner.

I was so glad to talk to someone.

Hi Reich! I've specifically posted this for you to welcome you to my blog. Leave your url on the flash box ok? I miss you guys back in PS.

Can you also check my blogskin for this really old blog... here's the link --> ifyoucancalltheseepiphanies.blogspot.com

I was texting with Zed a few days back and while texting with him I realized that I am really hurrying up to get my goals done. I am in such a rush to get going and I am frustrated because I am not really getting to where I want to go. I feel like time is always against me. I feel I will not be able to live that long for me to accomplish what I want to do. I feel like this is my mid-life crisis.

It must be an anal-retentive symptom.

I am having problems living because I want somebody to love me now! I want to be rich fast. I worry too much about the future. My mind is always reeling. I feel like I am near point-break.

I am paralyzed by the future.

I am scared...

i read the last 6 books of the chronicles of narnia and the last book made my heart sink. THIS IS A SPOILER SO IF YOU PLAN TO READ THE BOOKS, PLEASE SKIP THIS PARAGRAPH!!! anyway, the narnia the kids knew of ended and all of them died in the end but was situated in Aslan's land. very depressing for me.



i also saw kathy today. we watched a movie by rob zombie, house of a thousand corpses, and it did not really sink in well in my aesthetic favorabilities. i missed kathy very much. in the morning, she texted me that she can't come and see me. however, when she read my letter to her this noon, she had a change of heart so we saw the movie. i kept on talking about the chronicles though. i felt so sad about the ending...

i found the anime quite amusing. i like the thought that you can control powerful monsters. i even have cards- a full deck!



i met kathy today and she told me to be wary of some people that i could meet along the way. i hope that i could detect that person. o well, no need to be paranoid.

on a happier note, i received a text message from my friend, Cace, and she said that my message was the most heart-warming greeting that she has received this day. she is celebrating her birthday today.



all i said was: i wish that all the hardships that she has experienced leave her only with strength.



she had a tough year and i guess the message i sent her meant so much.

I talked to my friend this morning. I was apologizing because I got mad at her. She did not reply when I texted her yesterday. I told her that I was sorry I got mad at her. My tone would not have changed but she said in a very vilefull way that she was angry at me everyday.

That event spoiled my day today.

I did not expect such hurtfull words to come out of her mouth. I remember, she was the person who couldn't hurt a fly. Then, I told her that she has to stand her own ground and develop backbones. I think she finally did but with horns and spines attached to it.

I would have remained bummed but then I remembered what I said. I said:

"I hold on to things like Yggdrasil holds the universe together. Is it ok if I let all of my charges go? As I see it, I am juggling so many things, as well as people in the air. I have been doing this for so long and I am getting tired. However, when I stop, all of them would come crashing down. Is it alright if I let them all fall?"

I think the answer to that is yes.

I have this friend and she tells me her problems. It so happened that I was the only person she can say her feelings to without having to feel threatened and she asked me to edit her short story. She texted me (sms) so that we could meet.

As it turns out, the short story was about her and the problem she is dealing with right now. In a sense, I found it amusing because I was mentioned in her short story.

I feel so important! Yippee!

Last Friday night, I went to a bar in Malate. It was for a poetry reading and as it turned out, it wasn't really a poetry reading but a sort of night out for most of my company. I wasn't really enjoying the misnomer poetry reading but then again, I have my friend to talk to, Kathy. Thank God for her.

Sometimes it is hard to find really good friends. Usually, people treat friends as someone they benefit from. What a utilitarian view on friendship!

I have this frlend, her name is Donna but her nickname is Soyster. She considers me one of her very good friends. I find that extremely rewarding: being considered a person's friend.

They say that you should not count your age by the years, instead, count it by the friends that you have found. However, I believe in something else. You should not count your friends. You should count how many people consider you as a friend.

I believe that the label friend is a relative thing. You may consider a person as your friend but he or she may not share the same sentiments. I think that is a very big risk to take. That is why I don't label people as friends/non-friends but people who consider me a friend as opposed to those who don't.