Tuesday, March 31, 2009

April Rain

The last day of my 4 day vacation. Didn't really go somewhere, just stayed here at home. I actually cleaned my room. I slept at around 11.30 last night, too tired to finish the episode of CSI: New York my sister and I are watching. Sleep came to me instantly... then I woke up, it was already 6.30 in the morning, my sister was already preparing to go to work. I sat on my bed, arguing with myself whether to wake up or go back to sleep, then something wonderful happened. It rained! I went outside and sat on our porch. I just sat there, I tried to relax, I tried to forget about work, about my little problems, I just want to enjoy that moment. Then someone broke my concentration, someone shouted breakfast... I'm hungy... enough of this, I have to eat. :)

Thursday, March 26, 2009


Handicapped? F**k you!

Nothing to do at work. Well, there are some things to work on, but I just don't feel like working. I am on uber lazy mode. So I opened a browser and typed in the web address of one of my favorite sites (aside spankwire.com, youporn.com and the likes) to get my daily dose of laughter. I love reading articles from this site, they are educational as well us, funny. One article caught my attention, the title itself sounded interesting, 5 Technologies That Turn Handicaps Into Super Powers. Hmmmm... Click, the page loaded, and halfway through the article, I found myself surprised with what I was reading.

Science is awesome! Well, science turned the geeky Bruce Banner into the Hulk, right? Not only science, but technology too. Science and technology can be a bitch too, sometimes. Did it do more harm than good?

After reading the article, I found myself whishing, if ever, though I'm not really asking for it, if ever I loose an arm, I want it replaced with an M4A1 Assault Rifle. Just like what Rose McGowan had for a leg in Planet Terror.

Here's the link... enjoy...


Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Cleaning out my closet....


I went home earlier than usual. Upon entering my hell hole, something came inside me. I had this urge. Ok, I had this urge to clean my room... or at least, my closet. Hhhmm... It is packed! With clothes! 80% of them I don't even wear anymore. What to do?? While listening to RATM's Bullet in the Head, my brilliant grey matter suddenly came up with solutions.

  1. sell my old clothes
  2. donate them to charity
  3. use them as fuel
Okay... option numbah 1... I admit it, I am... a horizontally challenged person... :) so my clothes are big... who the hell would buy it? Maybe some lady would be interested, and they could use one of my shirts as a window curtain, or maybe a car cover... I don't know... oh wait, maybe a bedsheet. I just realized, my old clothes can be recycled in a trillion ways.

Number 2. Yes. Donate to charity. Bantay Bata? Asilo de Molo? Who needs it more? 2-3 little children can fit in one of my shirts. And that will save soap and water used for laundry. Ayt?

I scratched option 3. I don't want to add more carbon gases to the atmosphere. So, nada.

As I rummaged through my clothes, I was amused, or maybe, terrified. I still had my taekwondo kimono that I used when I was still a player in highschool, and that was like 7 years ago. I just prayed that I won't find my old elementary uniforms. Cause I know that it will bring back terrible memories. God help me.