I want to watch a good movie that will save me from boredom. I’ve heard a lot of positive feedback about UP, so I’m downloading it right now! :)
My best friend is HANDSOME! <3
I don’t like Miley Cyrus but for some reason, I feel a weird attachment to one of her songs — Party in the USA. It’s really weird.
Every time I hear that song, it takes me back to the day (or the night) I first heard it…
I was running late. I thought, if I don’t take a cab to work, I will surely be late. It’s a good thing that cabs are easy to find in the middle of the night (I worked night-shift back then). I hailed a cab at half past eleven in the evening. I sat behind the driver’s seat, which was the best seat to avoid random conversations with the driver while keeping an eye on the glowing taxi meter. It should take 20 minutes for the cab to reach Eastwood, and then five minutes for me to run to the elevator, three minutes to put my bag inside my locker and get coffee from the pantry, two minutes to rush to my desk.. Ah, I couldn’t help it. I’m gonna be late on that day. I sent a text message to my team leader and informed him about it.
I watched the dark world outside the cab’s window. I almost fell asleep until I realized that we were already along Katipunan Avenue. I sat up straight and waited until I saw a glimpse of Starbucks. I’m not a fan of Starbucks, but there were a few nights when I refused to stay at home and went out with Blanca, my best friend. Starbucks Katipunan would always be our first stop. We always sat outside because she smokes (I don’t). We would talk about life, love, boys, family, work, and whoever was the latest pregnant girl from our high school class. We would stay there until we get bored, and then find other places where we could spend the night.. McDonald’s, a 24-hour beauty salon somewhere in Kamias (I forgot the name), her house, or that place behind MoA where you can feel the breeze coming from Manila Bay. Ah, how I miss those days when I can just go out in the evening and do whatever I want to do.
Anyway, I arrived at the office late. I hurriedly put my bag in the locker and got coffee — my fuel for the stressful day ahead of me. I walked to my desk, head bowed down to look at my newly painted nails, and sat on my chair. For the first time since I arrived, I looked up, and noticed that they finally put up Christmas decorations. It made me feel jolly for a while, but I suddenly remembered the tasks that I had to do that day and realized that those decors could never lift up my spirits.
I don’t remember what happened next — all I know is that, whenever I hear that damn song by Miley Cyrus, I get flashbacks of that scene in my life.
Boo hoo :(
The season’s already changing
Kids, aged 5 to 10, were asked questions about what they thought of love and marriage. Here’s what they said.
Love and Marriage:
“If falling in love is anything like learning how to spell, I don’t want to do it. It takes too long.” — Glenn, age 7
“Love is like an avalanche where you have to run for your life.” — John, age 9
“I think you’re supposed to get shot with an arrow or something, but the rest of it isn’t supposed to be so painful.” — Manuel, age 8
“No one is sure why it happens, but I heard it has something to do with how you smell. That’s why perfume and deodorant are so popular.” — Mae, age 9
“Love is the most important thing in the world, but baseball is pretty good too.” — Greg, age 8
“Once I’m done with kindergarten, I’m going to find me a wife.” — Tom, age 5
“On the first date, they just tell each other lies, and that usually gets them interested enough to go for a second date.” — Mike, 10
“I’m in favor of love as long as it doesn’t happen when Dinosaurs is on television.” — Jill, age 6
“One of the people has freckles, and so he finds somebody else who has freckles too.” — Andrew, age 6
“My mother says to look for a man who is kind. That’s what I’ll do. I’ll find somebody who’s kinda tall and handsome.” — Carolyn, age 8
“It gives me a headache to think about that stuff. I’m just a kid. I don’t need that kind of trouble.” — Kenny, age 7
“One of you should know how to write a check. Because, even if you have tons of love, there is still going to be a lot of bills.” — Ava, age 8
“When somebody’s been dating for a while, the boy might propose to the girl. He says to her, ‘I’ll take you for a whole life, or at least until we have kids and get divorced.’” — Anita, 9
“I’m not rushing into being in love. I’m finding fourth grade hard enough.” — Regina, age 10
“Most men are brainless, so you might have to try more than once to find a live one.” — Angie, age 10
“A man and a woman promise to go through sickness and illness and diseases together.” — Marlon, age 10
“[Being] single is better … for the simple reason that I wouldn’t want to change no diapers. Of course, if I did get married, I’d figure something out. I’d just phone my mother and have her come over for some coffee and diaper-changing.” — Kirsten, age 10
“Love is foolish…but I still might try it sometime.” — Floyd, age 9
“Love will find you, even if you are trying to hide from it. I been trying to hide from it since I was five, but the girls keep finding me.” — Dave, age 8
Today, I signed up for *something* (not gonna tell you what that is, but it has something to do with writing), and they asked me to show them samples of my work. They also told me that I can just link them to a website, portfolio or blog, if I have one. I have been working as a web content writer/online ‘ghost’ writer for some time now. Although I’m not claiming to be an excellent writer, I feel that whatever talent I have for writing is improving. I really have to be careful with my words, haha. I don’t want to be labeled as a braggart, because I know that I have nothing to brag about.
Anyway, I was able to submit a few articles that I have written as a web content writer. It’s a good thing that I never delete the articles that I write. However, I realized that it would be better if I had an ‘online portfolio’ of some sort where I can regularly write. When I was asked for a blog, the first thing that I thought of was this blog, but there’s NO WAY that I’m gonna link them to this site. NO. FREAKING. WAY.
I can start writing sensible posts today, but I don’t want to change the theme of this blog. It just means that I can’t post FFUUUUUU images anymore. No more photos of sexy girls and handsome guys. It signals the end of reblogging cute stuff. Besides, this Tumblr blog is almost like an ‘online diary’ to me, and this is a place where I can vent and rant about anything under the sun.
I wonder if I should start a new, ‘serious’ blog. Writing for leisure more often would probably be a good way to improve my writing skill. I won’t have to lie anymore when I write ‘10’ on résumé’s that ask me to rate my written communication skills. It’s really an advantage to —-
Hold on. What was that?
I think I just heard the lazy side of me shouting in protest against the idea. Oh well.