Survey!

Right now, I have nothing better to do. Of course I was lying because it’s office hours and my work is piling up everyday but still I have to chosen to procrastinate and answer this survey from Rowan.

1. Name one person who made you laugh last night?
My boyfriend. It was not a joke even, it consists of a dream house, boobs and a passer by.

2. What were you doing at 0800?
Travelling.

3. What were you doing 30 minutes ago?
I’ve washed the plastic container I borrowed from my officemate. How boring can someone’s life be? Tell me?
4. What happened to you in 2006?
Good Thing, I change jobs. Wait that was the bad thing. Yes. Bf and I got closer.

5. What was the last thing you said out loud?
I want banana que. Gusto niyo hanap ako sa baba?

6. How many beverages did you have today?
Ice tea and water.

7. What color is your hairbrush?
Like rowan, I refuse to conform with hair styling.

8. What was the last thing you paid for?
Ice cream. Pistachio ayskrim. Salap.

9. Where were you last night?
Mega. Then house. *Borrrrriiiinnnnggggg*

10. What color is your front door?
White and… dun dun dun… PINK! Tarush!

11. Where do you keep your change?
Inside my bag.

12. What’s the weather like today?
Definitely Hot. As in Me Hot. * This is one way to entertain oneself *

13. What’s the best ice-cream flavor?
pistachio

14. What excites you?
Excite Bikes. Being excited. Ants. Freaking ants. Too many freaking red big ants on your office desk.

15. Do you want to cut your hair?
Not yet…

16. Are you over the age of 25? Uh huh! So what. I’m over 25 and still bored. Beat that. shheesssshhhh I really need to do something interesting.

17. Do you talk a lot?
Yeah. Except when I’m thinking. So, yeah I barely talk.

18. Do you watch the O.C.?
??? No.

19. Do you know anyone named Steven? Nope. No joke. Cause I know it’ll come corny.

20. Do you make up your own words?
Yes. You’re chuvalikchenelin garble you know!

21. Are you a jealous person?
My exes say no. My current says yes. Therefore, I’m a psychopath.

22. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘A’. Angeline…

23. Name a friend whose name starts with the letter ‘K’. Kat Kat

24. Who’s the first person on your received call list? My PM. Who called me because he thought I need something from him. I just accidentally pressed his number. I noes. I’m stupid.

25. What does the last text message you received say?
Mara, telling me that she’ll be in tagaytay tomorrow.

26. Do you chew on your straw?
Most of the time. They say people who does that are either suffering from intense feeling and good in bed. I say they are right… on both counts.

27. Do you have curly hair?
Sadly… Yes… WAHHHHHHHH

28. Where’s the next place you’re going to?
C.R.

29. Who’s the rudest person in your life?
My college teacher who always almost flunked me for no particular reason.
30. What was the last thing you ate?
Ice Cream!

31. Will you get married in the future?
Hell if I know.

32. What’s the best movie you’ve seen in the past 2 weeks?
huhuhu,

33. Is there anyone you like right now? As in like-like?
Yeah. My boyfriend.
34. When was the last time you did the dishes? Just awhile ago.

35. Are you currently depressed? Somewhat.

36. Did you cry today? Hay Allergy sucks big hairy balls. I’ve been crying since this morning.

37. Why did you answer and post this?
I have nothing better to do. thank you for wasting my time.

Crap

Okay, so I don’t know what hit me yesterday. I was so goddamn melodramatic the whole day. Listening to “I’ve been waiting for you” over and over doesn’t help me in recovering from the self inflicted pain that I’ve been experiencing.

Also, I’ve been busy doing numerous craps like updating my friendster account, writing in my blog and most of the time, pikipimping my pictures. I WAS busy last week, but since my recent status report exceeded the threshold for maximum positive effort variance for the week, I need to pretend to review the works that I’ve reviewed for the past week for the effort to finally caught up with the specified limits. You don’t get it? Well me too. I’m just following rules. Doing retarded things during office hours will give you an ample amount of time to go emotional and all that shit. I decided to be really busy this day. But it’s nice to start it off by blogging.

Actually, my morning break is coming up. Time for my cigarette break. I’m thinking about quiting, but I’m worried that nicotine deprivation will only contribute even more depression.

This is how a blog entry should be. With nothing but crap.

Life’s Traffic

I was about to ride the MRT to get home this afternoon, when I remembered that it’s the last working day of the week and my dreaded long weekend is up ahead. It will be a battle between my already weak body and the two trillion people ready to squeeze themselves in a train that already contains plenty of sweaty people. I’ve had enough stressful activities for the week, so extending my travel time comfortably will not be an issue. I immediately went for the bus.

It was weird though, there were minimal vehicles travelling and only few of them are buses bound for the province. The ever predictable Philippine heavy traffic was somewhat out of sight. I was dismayed.

I’ve developed a fascination for traffic stops when I started working. The stationary bus offered me a place for reflection, actually, most of my insanely artistic ideas are often born while waiting for the traffic flow. It was a form of procrastination but for me it dissolves the predictability I’ve always felt when riding the train. And besides, there’s no television inside the MRT that showcases rated r videos when you’re travelling late.

Procrastination

Procrastination is a powerful tool you need in order to destroy your career, your life and any chance you have of getting laid. I am serious (trying to perhaps) on that line, except for the last scenario which will always be ruined depending on you ability to turn yourself into stone everytime you see the opposite sex.

My dysfunctional ability to react to emergency situations nowadays has been escalated to not being able to think of cerebral ideas to defend myself in the case high intellect inquisitions. In order to prevent problems that may arise from my officemates finding out that I possess a moronic brain that can’t process additions greater than 3 digit numbers or not being able to defend a plan that I have been composing for the past two weeks, I procrastinate, hoping that something on the web might interest me that may wake my emotional and mental powerlessness.

Sadly, procrastination not only dissipated my time… I also find it hard to inject my sentences with any intelligence that it needs. Please see how this paragraph came to be. Yes… it sucks… and yes, you, too reading this entry sucks… everyone sucks.

Right now, I’m subjecting myself to focus my mind on work and avoid delaying any stuff that may cause early termination of my career and making up for the mistakes I have committed in those dark days of mental seizure. In order not to further humiliate myself with another senseless topic like how this entry turn to be. …

[Sorry I can’t think of any witty remarks to end this BS that I’ve just made]