Contradiction, Ennui, etc. April 7, 2009

I work. A lot. Productive, I guess, but a little intellectually detached.
I love. I care. Truly. But most of the time I’m emotionally detached.

I walk… run… travel… Do numerous adventures. But I’m rooted helplessly on the spot more than I move around.

I always have something to say. I talk too much. But I mute when explaining myself, especially telling what I feel.

When I laugh, frown, smile, cry. Just take it as it is. It is all I could give anyway.
So don’t ask why, I’m sourced out of finding reasons.

Silver Year – 2009 January 5, 2009

I’m still having the hang of Christmas and New Year holidays. Longest vacation I had, so far, since i started to work. My 2008 started well and ended better. Looking forward for 2009 to be a greater year for me, hopefully!

I just turned Silver just when the world is welcoming the year 2009. I celebrated my birthday with my loved ones. I’m now half the age of my mum. It was actually a triple celebration – New Year, my birthday and my mum’s (hers was January 2).

I officially started my year today… working, of course, and I wanna start it right (ehem, I’ll try with all my might). So, for a start, I want to thank everybody who have been with me for the past year and the coming, as well. For all the greetings through texts, calls, emails, IMs, in person, etc. but most especially the LOVE and CARE which I hope I reciprocated. I pray for us all a beautiful and bountiful year ahead and for the coming years. God bless us all!

World Peace! hehe

XOXO
Rilag

It bugs me October 4, 2008

I caught a bug four days ago. Oblivious of disturbing sneezes and puffy eyes, I slept, still, four nights in a row either later or early. Late night or early morning. A routine with a little alcohol in it and a stick. Yes, one stick which worsen my condition – splitting headache, nasal congestion, whooping cough, sore throat, turgid eyes. Hah! Bring in the meds and tissues please.

And, oh, it’s Saturday…. in October. Saturday night plus Octoberfest minus common colds could be almost fun.

Anything Under Fluorescent Lights with AC Sound to Match September 23, 2008

I’m a happy person. I am. But why are those entries below? Such a lonely place. Short and sad reads. Did I fail to remember Tìmon Y Pumba’s Hakuna Matata?

Put some brown in your life. It brings a solid wholesome feeling, a connection with natural earth and the stability. Thus, this blog theme. Self-effacing is my drama lately, as brown blends with the background. I go for convention. Tradition. Orderliness!?! Ooops! My office table is always like that…cluttered. And my bed… And my life. My favorite color is Brown.

I hit the sack almost 12 midnight last night. I woke up with a call at 2:30 am. It’s not an emergency, thank you. I started drifting back to sleep when I realize my younger brother is not on his bed. Yati, dili na nuon ko katulog ug balik. He is HE and is 19 and he’s just in Boyztrek. I stopped worrying. Or killing him. I locked the door and went back to sleep. My brother slept in sala. Dah! Serves him right.