Sunday, December 14, 2008

Sa mga Ulap Kagabi

Sa mga Ulap Kagabi

Kumurot ako sa mga ulap kagabi.
Isang basang pisngi ang lumantad sa aking paningin.
Pagdampi sa may hita,
buong lakas na yumakap na parang wala nang bukas.

Naupo ako sa mga ulap kagabi.
Tiningala ko ang iyong mga mata.
Tila may pangungusap na 'di mawari;
ipagpaumanhin mo na at bukas ito ay wala na.

Sinubukan kong hawakan ang mga ulap kagabi.
Parang bula, sinilip ko ang aking mga palad.
Wala na nga,
at hindi mo na maitatago ang ngiti sa iyong mga mata.

Humampas sa karagatan ang mga ulap kagabi.
Ang mga basang bato sa dalampasigan ay andoon pa rin.
Iniisip ko lang daw ang aking sarili;
sabi ng taong yumuko bago ko nilisan patungo sa kalayuan.

Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Not Again

BREAK MY HEART FOR WHAT BREAKS YOURS.

A Quick Detour

I asked God to take away my pride.
God said, "NO.
It is not for me to take away, but for you to give it up."

...
I asked God to grant me patience.
God said, "NO.
Patience is a by-product of tribulations, it isn't granted, it is earned."

I asked God to give me happiness.
God said, "NO.
I give you blessings, Happiness is up to you."

I asked God to spare me pain.
God said, "NO.
Suffering draws you apart from worldly cares and brings you closer to me."

I asked God to make my spirit grow.
God said, "NO.
You must grow on your own, but I will prune you to make you fruitful."

I asked for all things that I might enjoy life.
God said, "NO.
I will give you life so that you may enjoy all things."

I ask God to help me LOVE others, as much as he loves me.
God said... "Ahhhh, finally you have the idea!"

an excerpt

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Biggest No One

Honestly, I don't know how to put it...


I got to attend a Press Conference for the first time.
How was it? Overwhelming. Super.
I was small but now I am big. Still, i am nothing. Thank you Lord. Thank you very much!

Friday, November 14, 2008

Habidey!

As i walk the streets of Manila, I looked at the towering heights lining Adriatico Street.

For a moment, I thought I saw your face!

And that was what it took me to realize... your face brings me calm.

Now that's something i wanna see for the rest of my life.

Habidey baby damulag!

Wub joo!

Thursday, November 13, 2008

It's Not Yet Sabado

It felt like it was only yesterday when I told you he's coming. But today...
Mark: i'm coming to the philippines!
...
Mark: february
OMGEE. Lagot na.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

PokerStars.net Asia Pacific Poker Tournament Manila

Yesterday, I, with our magazine photographer, attended a Press Conference for the next leg of the 2008 Asia Pacific Poker Tournament (APPT) at the Hyatt Casino Hotel along Pedro Gil cor. M.H.Del Pilar in Malate, Manila. The event was supposed to start at 11:30am but the sickness we call Filipino Time took the better of the event and made it start at exactly 12:47 in the afternoon. The event organizers and public relations told the media people to eat lunch first while waiting for the panelists. Buffet lunch was served to my delight.

By the time the entire panel was completed, the conference soon began. The panel was composed of Lee Nelson (the current Poker final table & top player), Jeffrey Haas (APPT Pres.), Rafael Francisco (PAGCOR Pres.), and Alan Escaño (Filipino Poker Tour Executive Producer). Questions soon flew towards the panelists as they were introduced by the events organizer.

The entire tournament will start tomorrow, November 13, Thursday at 1PM and will be concluded on Sunday, November 16. Hyatt Casino & Hotel will play host to the tournament as well.

The tournament schedule is as follows:

November 13, 2008 - Thursday
12PM TV production begins, will be aired on TV this Sunday, I don't know w/c channel yet
12:15-4PM Main APPT Event Day 1
4-8PM No Limit Holdem
8PM Buffet Dinner

November 14, 2008 - Friday
*same time Main APPT Event Day 1B

November 15, 2008 - Saturday
*same time Main APPT Event Day 2

November 16, 2008 - Sunday
1-2PM Main APPT Event Day 3, this will be the Final Table Sir
2PM APPT Sydney Satellite

Before the conference ended, I was able to get close to two of the panelists, Lee Nelson and Alan Escaño. I even met Neil Arce, a 25-year old guy who is currently the top Filipino Poker player at the moment.

To date, there are 300 registered players here in Manila. That includes foreigners and a few Filipinos. The tournament has been organized by PokerStars.net, APPT, PAGCOR and the Filipino Poker Tour (FPT). Collaboration between these organizations aims to bring Poker into mainstream media in Asia.

I'll keep you posted on updates until the tournament ends on the 16th.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

I love you Sabado! Pati na rin Linggo!

Naaalala niyo pa ba ang mga salitang yan mula sa patalastas ng Jollibee? Medyo matagal na rin yun. Hindi ko na maalala kung kelan pero oo, kanta yan sa patalastas ng Jollibee noong unang panahon.

Pero teka...

Isang tahimik na Linggo na naman. Naglalakad kami ng aking mahal na si James pauwi mula sa simbahan. Magkahawak kamay, nagpalitan kami ng mga kwento at kuro-kuro. Hindi ko na maalala kung anong pinag-uusapan namin nang mga oras na yun pero nabanggit ko bigla si Mark Dille.

"...bibisita daw siya dito sa Pinas..." ang sabi ko habang ako ay nakayuko. Pilit na itinatago ang gutom na nararamdaman. Hindi pa kami naghahapunan.

"...bakit daw? Para i-meet ka?" ang sagot naman ni James na may tono ng pagtataka at bahid ng selos. Medyo tumaas ata boses niya.

Nagbuntong-hininga ako saka pabulong na sumagot, "...mmm, medyo." Inantay ko ang isasagot niya.

Meron nang mga nauna kay James pero sa hindi inaasahang panahon at lugar, narinig ko ang mga salitang sa unang pagkakataon ko pa lang narinig. Para bang may nagbabadyang isang napakagandang kinabukasan para sa akin... Sa amin.

Nakita kong ngumiti si James at mahinahong sinabi, "Who knows, baka married na tayo by that time."

Thursday, November 6, 2008

Blank For A Day

Stealing glances on a lunch table's queens of make-believe, I tried to shake off Sheryl's words as it reverbrated in my head, "hindi ko nararamdaman na belong ako...".

Then everything went blank. Maybe if i turn up my wma, the thoughts would all come back. Maybe if i ignore them gossiping about me, all my thoughts would come back.

I tried.

Nothing.

Girls in here are stressing me out. I can practically hear them gossiping about me even right after I turn my back at them. What's wrong with them? Or, maybe something's wrong with me. Maybe being too mum creates unecessary ideas in their heads.

I thought the sun in Adriatico would make me happy.

We'll just get back on Sheryl some other day.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

Hiram

Tired after an afternoon tweaking games at tito Boy's, and a brief visit to the mall to run an errand, James and I went to a late Sunday mass. But even before the celebration ended, we eagerly went home.

Walking along Macaria Avenue, I held on more tightly at James' hand as a white fluffy thing appeared before us. The inadeqautely lit street couldn't clearly make out what it was.

For a moment, i thought it was a cat until it hopped.

Ooooh.... rabbit!

And so, we were proud parents to Macaria Avenue Gajunera. We adoringly called it Macky.

meet baby macky!

one big happy family

But... Tiger ate our baby yesterday.

*heartbroken*

Then it hit me, Macky was a tragic reminder. A tragic reminder that life, and whatever we have in our lives right now, are all just lent to us by Him.

Monday, November 3, 2008

I Told You

How do you do it? How do you lead people? How do you make them follow you? How do you make them believe that what you're doing is for their own good? Tell me.

A little less than three weeks old, I have been quietly writing in my little nook when a video conference prompted on my screen. It was my US-based boss. He wanted me to do something.

How do you evaluate people? How do you tell them to stop doing something that is bad for the company? How do you tell someone that he or she has created a mistake and that you must do something to stop it and eventually prevent it?

I had tried out my skills on leading people way back in college. But that was different. It felt like I was only telling little kids to do this and that. I guess this time it'll be different. My co-workers are no kids. Some are even way older than I am.

But how? They're not even talking to me! Oh no, I hope this ain't a case of co-workers breaking my heart into pieces again.

Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Lie Low With Satie


Tumingala ako kagabi, nanalangin.

" Panginoon, pagod na po ako. Tulungan nyo po ako. Kunin nyo po and lahat ng kalungkutan at galit na nararamdaman ko. Napagod na po ako dahil sa dami ng taong nanakit sakin. Ipinapanalangin ko po na malaman nila n nasasaktan na ko sa ginagawa nila.''

Pumatak ang isang butil ng aking luha sa aking pisgni.

'' Panginoon, pagod na po ako. Pagod na po akong masaktan. Pagod na po akong masaktan sa piling nila. Tulungan nyo po akong malaman kung ano ang aking dapat gawin.''

Inabot ko ang Biblia. Ang sagot Niya,

"... Magtungo tayo sa isang ilang na pook upang malayo sa karamihan at makapagpahinga ka (kayo) ng kaunti. " Mark 6:31

Amen.

Thursday, October 2, 2008

Three Singles Please!


I found myself bored to death in my bed 3 weeks preceding today. I asked A Greater Being to intercede. This week alone, He gave me three answers:

Kuya Jeff, Ate Etch and Joyce.

Thank you very much for sharing your thoughts with me. You all have helped me fill my boxes of love again. I wish you all knew how happy I was in your company. Well, now you know!



Monday, September 15, 2008

And I Started

Today, when I awoke, I suddenly realized that this is the best day of my life ever. There were times when I wondered if I would make it today; but I did! And because I did, I'm going to celebrate! Today, I'm going to celebrate what an unbelievable life I have had so far: the accomplishments, the many blessings, and yes, even the hardships because they have served to make me stronger.

I will go through this day with my head held high and a happy heart. I will marvel at God's seemingly simple gifts: the morning dew, the sun, the clouds, the trees, the flowers, and the birds.

Today, none of these miraculous creations will escape my notice. Today, I will share my excitement for life with other people. I'll make someone smile. I'll go out of my way to perform an unexpected act of kindness for someone. I'll tell a child how special he is, and I'll tell someone I love how deeply I care for them and how much they mean to me.

Today is the day I quit worrying what I don't have and start being grateful for all the wonderful things God has already given me. I'll remember that to worry is just a waste of time because my faith in God and His Divine Plan ensures everything will be just fine.

And tonight, before I go to bed, I'll go outside and raise my eyes to the heavens. I will stand in awe at the beauty of the stars and the moon, and I will praise God for these magnificent treasures.

As the day ends and I lay my head down on my pillow, I will thank the Almighty for the best day of my life. And I will sleep the sleep of a contented child, excited with expectation because I know tomorrow is going to be the best day of my life ever!

-an excerpt

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Where is Maggie?

I feel like laughing my ass out loud right now. My sister sleeps beside me like a baby but I know she won't mind. Baliw na kung baliw.

Ha ha.

I just realized that for the past three months, I almost came to losing myself. And now, I'm on a journey. A journey to look and find the real Maggie in me. Wooops! I can hear Kris Aquino now...

"I swear... Maggie..."

Ha ha.

I have a few people to thank though, before this post ends:

Ate Meg, for your book and sisterly support which was unexpected. I love you!

Mimi, for your late night text messages.

Krsna, Joyce, Ver, Romar, and Mavin; for your visits.

You are all blessings. All your contributions made me realize a lot of things. You were all used by God to bring light into my current plight. Thank you very much!

I was lost before, but at least now, I can still prevent it from happening again before it's too late.

Monday, September 1, 2008

Sa Magkaibang Dulo ng Mundo

"Paano pipiliting pigilan ang isang pusong nananabik sa pangako ng isang bagong umaga?" -Magkabilang Mundo, Vic Dancel

Gumising akong mabigat and dibdib. Para bang may kirot na kahit kailanman ay hindi na maaalis. Kulang. Kulang na ang pagkatao ko. Wala na. Wala na si Mama Taba.

Ma, alam kong masaya ka na diyan. Kasama mo na si Tita Jing. Mami-miss ka namin. Hindi na kita mayayakap. Wala nang tatawag sakin ng Magdalena Ya Matos!

Masakit. Masakit isipin na kahit anong pilit ko, hindi ko na muling mayayakap, mahahalikan, makakasama, at makikita ang pinakamamahal kong lola.

Panginoon, ikaw na po ang bahala sa kanya. Bye Ma.

Monday, August 25, 2008

Harlequin I

"Opo, andiyan na po!" Brian snapped at his dad as he locked his cell phone's keypad. Maria's text message kept on repeating itself in his head as he went back to the kitchen.

"No more kisses? No more hugs? Oh yes you've changed. I think sumthng is terribly wrong w/ me. Evry guy i've been w/ seems 2 get cold as months pass by. Where could i've gone wrong? :'("

Clanking glasses, echoing laughter, constant blaberring, running children, and barking mutts filled tito Jun's house as he celebrated his 55th with family and friends. Brian, as usual, was in the kitchen cleaning after the guests' clutter. He let out a sigh as he absent-mindedly put liquid hand soap on the dishes.

"Tsk!" Been wanting to scream, Brian threw the dishwashing sponge in his hands at the sink and stared at it with disgust. He backed away a bit to look at his mess when arms were thrown around his neck.

"Brian, for the love of God, rescue me from this klumpen!" It was Eoni, his cousin. She was trying to get away from TJ's relentless inquiries. She clutched Brian's wet hands and demanded to know:

"Brian, what are you going to do about Maria? I heard tito Jun doesn't like her. God in heaven! Such a waste! I don't like women, though I am one, but she's one of the good ones. Listen schatz! We all go sour and get wrinkles! Don't waste your good years. Don't waste hers either!"

Removing his hands from hers, Brian answered in monotone, "Eoni, nag-usap na kami. Hindi ko siya bibitawan! Pinaglaban ko siya at ipaglalaban ko pa rin!"

Breaking with a sigh, Brian added, "Kaso, she says she wants time and space. Tsk."

Eoni almost hit him but resolved to calmer words, "Brian you're a bigger klumpen! No woman wants time. Without a man, she doesn't know what to do with it. Look at Karl! He’s too fat, too old and one day he’ll drop dead on the way to the office – but I love him. When he goes, I’ll shrink up like a winter apple.”

A faint smile appeared on Brian’s face. Not able to hold her annoyance, Eoni hit Brian on the forehead with a spatula and exclaimed, “Now go and tell her! Don’t ask. Just say ‘Now or never!’ And if she argues, tell her how much you love her truly.”

Scratching his forehead where the spatula left a mark, Brian let out a sheepish grin and said, “Bukas na lang po, huhugas pa ko mga pinggan eh.”

Eoni finally rolled her eyes and left Brian with two spatula marks on his forehead.

…to be continued,

Saturday, August 23, 2008

Sabbath Day For A Sinner

In a trance,

it's so easy to lose one's self.

And in my darkest moment,

I am weak.

My strength has been drained by

your seething and suckling mouth.

Today, I find peace within the emptiness.

Today, I give in.

After all,

it's a Sabbath day for a sinner.

Thursday, August 21, 2008

The Pieces Fit

Many are lost for want of asking.

I have absolutely no regrets for whatsoever mistakes I did in the past. They all taught me how to make things right this time around.

If many were lost for want of asking, then words will never be enough. How things are at the moment were all concocted by Him with purpose - and that's to prepare my heart for something BIGGER.

Soon...

Wednesday, August 20, 2008

Dis-Ability

A discreet beep awakened my hunger earlier...

"Baby, no pls don't think of yourself that badly..."

How can I not? Stressors have been piling up my ass for weeks now! Just last week, I was in this interview where I almost cried because I haven't had my lunch yet. WTF. I'm not into any sort of trouble but heck, starving myself for lack of money is something new!

So what are stressors?

Stressors are events or a single major event in a person's life which triggers uncontrollable behaviors for people with panic and anxiety disorders. The behaviors amongst anxiety disorder and panic attack sufferers include include racing heart, hyperventilation or breathing difficulties, as well as chest pain, nausea or dizziness, headaches, shaking and trembling, and many more to name a few.

Hays, I wish I can let you see more of what makes me this way. You see, it's not easy. Who ever said it's gonna be? It's one heck of a ride and it does scare me a lot but what can I do? I hate it! Sometimes, I'd catch myself walking in circles just to calm myself. *sigh*

What's worse, I am on the verge of hurting (emotionally) James and my family. I just effin hate it! It's so frustrating. I never ever wanted to hurt them in any way but it is just so effin hard to keep myself from doing so. I hate this effin ability.

So I guess you're right, I'm one crazy ass bitch.

Sunday, August 17, 2008

Punctual As Death

You see me come,

You see me go.

Soon...

Monday, August 4, 2008

Bata! Bata!

Sa batang muling nagpatibok ng puso ko, maraming maraming salamat po sa mga ngiti mo! Wapi fourth! Habidey satin! Habiferst sa wakas! Madami pang dadating at kahit nasa ospital ka ngayon, masaya pa rin dahil mas pinili ng Panginoon na manatili ka sa mundong ito.

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

For James' Speedy Recovery

Friends, brothers and sisters, please help me pray for my sweet baby James. He has undergone operation on his lungs last Tuesday (July 29) at 10:30 in the evening. He is now confined in Evangelista Hospital in Pacita with a tube on his lungs to help him breath.

If you want to visit, he is on the 4th floor in Room 406 in the abovementioned hospital.

Thank you!

Thursday, July 24, 2008

When is someone worth saving?

After being swallowed by my bed for five days, it finally had the distaste to spit me out and let me mingle with the air.

But before I even got sick, I tried to save him. That was what took me outside. But he kept running away.

I'm losing him because all the same mistakes have been repeated over and over. I'm sorry.

I'm done here now.

But I will still save him anyhow. No matter what.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

The Great Sister Act

A cool midnight breeze accompanied me for a smoke on a Tuesday. Yeah, sleep doesn't come easy these days. Luckily, she's back.

Welcome back home Xiao An!

I have loved her the way she has and may never wholly understand. I loved her, and I will love her still.

Sunday, July 13, 2008

The Moon's Confidante

"The moon tells me your secrets... Catch me before I hide away..." -Reflection, Tool

It pays to be quiet...

...and humble, my old friend.

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

Sgt. Noodles' Slavery

It's 3 in the morning. I lay myself to bed wondering, what'll be next? What'll happen tomorrow? The day after tomorrow perhaps?

Ah, questions. Questions that lingers in my head though the answers clearly present themselves in plain view. Questions that I long to answer but by choice, I do not. Why? Because I am a prisoner, a prisoner of an invisible war.

I have my notebook, I have my pens and I have my bullets. But where is my weapon?

Ah, I have but none for I have surrendered 'em all. I am now but a soldier without a gun, imprisoned amidst all the fun.

Sunday, July 6, 2008

Back In Your Arms

Who would've thought I'll be back in these streets? The same streets which cradled me for almost seven years. But it's different this time.

A new hand to hold. A new path to walk through.

I know, I ain't so good with words but let us just put it this way: BRING IT ON baby!

Friday, July 4, 2008

Over Burgers And Shakers

Me: Hon, may tatanong po ako sa'yo.

Amie: Hmm?

Me: How do you keep the music playing?

Amie: huh?

Me: How do you keep the fire burning? How do you keep the music playing?

Amie: Ah, when I start, I NEVER stop.

Me:

Thursday, July 3, 2008

Tunay Ngang Mapalad

Kasi mahal kita.

Ganun kasimple. Pero, ganun din kahalaga ang dahilan kung bakit masaya ang buhay ko kahit puno ng ulo. Binigay ka sakin ni GOD para patunayan na hindi ako nababaliw sa gitna ng unos sa buhay ko. SIya ng dahilan kung bakit buhay pa ako pero, ikaw ang ginamit niya para magdala ng walang humpay na kasiyahan at katahimikan sa buhay ko. Nagsisisi ako at hindi kita nakilala dati pa. Napakabuti ko na siguro ngayon para mabigyan ng isang tulad mo. Tunay nga akong mapalad. Salamat Panginoon. Ngayon, masaya na ako...

kasi mahal kita.

Friday, June 27, 2008

Feigning

*pant pant pant*

I see dimlylit streets scattered with children playing around like they don't care.

*pant pant pant*

I'm running myself to nowhere.

*pant pant pant*

Tears being carried away by my sudden movements.

*pant pant pant*

I'm tired but I have to keep on running.

*pant pant pant*

So, this is me. This is me whenever I feel like the world is closing in on me. I see myself running. No, I feel like running! Running myself off to nowhere while weeping away the sadness, frustrations and pain.

Hmmm, maybe tomorrow I'll get to where I'm going.

Sunday, June 22, 2008

The Storm Keeps On Twisting

A bird chirps high atop an electric line above me. Not far from where I stand, a starving cat purrs incessantly at its owner. It's Sunday again. The week had passed. Another week will greet me tomorrow.

It'll be Monday soon and I wonder. I wonder how will I tell them? How will I tell them that after more than a year, I have fallen out of love? How will I say goodbye to them? How will I tell them without uttering a single word?

Difficult, sorrowful, that it'll be. But whoever said it'll be easy? I guess no one huh? Perhaps, the rain pouring on the roof can tell me.

Ah yes, the storm keeps on twisting.

Tuesday, June 17, 2008

I Give Up

I just had to.

Sorry I failed you.

I guess it was just too high for me.

Kaya,

ingat ikaw ha, baka mahulog ka!

Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Stick your balls where it should be – An Open Letter

Without regret and with much thought, I dispensed this letter earlier.

“Ganyan ka na Maggie ‘di ka na nagpapahawak ngayon. Sus! Dati ‘di ka naman ganyan. Dati naman nagpapahawak ka.” –June 5, 2008 Thursday

Surprised? I’m not. A sly comment, whether a joke or not, such as this one has been a constant ingredient around here in i-Pay. Is it because we are machismo-dominated? Or do we simply lack RESPECT among ourselves?

Unfortunately, for the past year, I got used to these uncalled incidences. Well, that is until NOW.

As it turned out, I was highly offended. YES I AM HIGHLY OFFENDED. Still am. Not only that and annoyingly enough, your comments are usually coupled with “touches” here and there. Whoever told you I wanted to be touched? Whoever gave you the permission to lay a hand on me?

If you can’t have the decency to keep your hands to yourselves or your foot up your mouth, then in a really rather “nice” way, I will have to tell you to please stick your balls where it should be.

C’mon, I know i-Pay employees are not dumb. WE were hired for our intelligence. Or are we? Your demand for further explanation or for a tagalong translation from me is far from reach. You can figure this one out by yourselves. If your PERVERT mind still can’t muster a word in this letter, then poor you.

If this move will lead to my termination then I don’t give a flying fluck. I will NEVER apologize for each word that your eyes have feasted upon. Why should I choose the words that I will have to put here when YOU never chose the words that were coming out of your mouth?

Once again, I have proven MY PEN is mightier than your “sword”. Or should I say your PENis?

Maria Magdalena Austria Evora

Pen and Paper Slave

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Heart-Shaped Chicken Nugget

Here, just take it! Its all yours.

photo courtesy of Mitot

Monday, May 5, 2008

I spoke too soon.


The evil inside me is at it again. But I need to be strong.


No, stronger!

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Remembering Laine

I got tagged again. By Elaine this time.

10 reasons to smile about in my life right now? Easy...

1. JAMES, of course. Always will.

2. career

3. new workstation

4. new cellphone

5. Ate Meg went home for a brief vacation.

6. The evil in me is slowly fading away. I just hope it'll be gone for good.

7. Ms. Debi is back!

8. Apple, my new found friend.

9. SFC's trip to matabungkay.

10. The thought that I'm still here... grrrreat!

So, who to tag, who to tag? Mimi, James, Joyce, Ver, Brent, Anjie, Cheppie, Jerrymiah, Elmo, and Marvynn. People, you know what to do - 10 reasons that make you smile and 10 persons to tag. Go!

Thursday, May 1, 2008

Because I Love Her So

For some reason I can't explain, a sudden pang of sadness and longing struck my heart. I had the urge to tell my nanay how I love her. I know she's been through a lot. More than I can ever handle on my own. Over sms,

I LOVE YOU Nay.

To all moms out there, Happy Mother's Day. Advanced.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

You're Making Me Laugh

I have been planning to let go of my dream job for sometime now. Fortunately, there are genuine people in our team who cares enough and so, they have decided to decline my attempt.

Unfortunately, there are some rumors about the real reason why I wanted to leave. Sheesh... As Napoleon Bonaparte puts it, "Never interrupt your enemy when he is making a mistake."

Ah, I can now hear my laughter echoing through our corridors.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

Kumusta? Ano Balita?

I was supposed to take half of the day off today when a ym message prompted on my screen...

Boss: 'musta training?

Me: *big grin* ok naman po

Boss: good

Me: thank you po sa opportunity sir *big grin*

Boss: ok lang yun

*sigh* At that moment, I thought life couldn't get any better. Am currently training my assistant-to-be and at the same time, I am being trained to be a developer as well. Who would've thought my frustrations would actually really materialize?

My cup is filled again. Hmm, I might as well share it. w00t

- "Kumusta? Ano Balita?" phrase courtesy of Sir Maner Puyawan

Monday, April 21, 2008

My Turn

James: Hon nag-fill up ako ng resume sa jobstreet kanina. Meron dun tanong kung ano highest achievement ko. Nilagay ko na 'di pa ko graduate kaya nga internship inaaplayan ko eh.

Me: Ako 'di mo ko tatanungin kung ano greatest achievement ko?

James: *silly grin* Ano yun hon?

Me: When I won your heart.

Akala niyo si James lang marunong magpakilig ah...

Sunday, April 20, 2008

High and Dry

No, it’s not about Radiohead.

High, because I have been moved to a different location.

Dry, because I failed to make 'em see the REAL REASON.

I am just killing time my friend. Move one more bit and everything you practically knew about me will forever change.

Lord, please lend me your guiding hands to show them what loving you has done to me.

Sunday, April 13, 2008

'Di Ko Rin Alam...

...kung saan ako papunta kaya ba-bye na, aalis ka na. Este, ako palaka!

*wink*

Tuesday, April 8, 2008

Hays

Me: Hon, bakit mo ba ayaw mo na ko mayosi? Dati naman sabay pa tayo pag nagyoyosi. *simangot*

James: *ngiti* Kasi I want to spend every moment of my life with you. Worth it naman yung pagtigil natin eh. Every minute of your life is important kaya sakin.

hays

Monday, April 7, 2008

Siprahin Mo Baby!

A stranger in the room spills words onto a screen. Brothers James and Brent, siblings Angel, John Mark, and Julius play their part on a sweet late summer afternoon’s practice.

Filled with Brent’s baby pictures, Angel’s room seemed to enjoy the humid weather. The green walls bring a light spark of freshness to those who were in it while the stranger inside me grows envious with every minute that passes by.

I wish I knew how to play the guitar. Or perhaps, a voice to soothe would do.

Oh well.

Virtually everyone in my family knows how to play the guitar, except me that is. I guess I’ll have to do with listening.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

I'll See You Tomorrow

A stabbing miniscule pain in the deepest corner of my heart kept bugging me all day.
What does it say Maggie?
Anak ng p*ta tama na!

Please?

Sunday, March 30, 2008

Four Days

I hear footsteps on the pavement.

Could it be you?

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

Takot Mag-Asawa

Something I just remembered happening some years back.

On a hot summer afternoon in my Auntie Nene's house in Quezon City, I was lounging with my cousin's wife (sorry I forgot her name) and their four-year old daughter, Mica when I was asked...

Cousin's wife: May boyfriend ka na ba?

Me: Opo. *giggling*

Cousin's wife: Aba, talaga naman! Saan mo nakilala?

Me: Kaklase ko po sa school.

Cousin's wife: Talaga naman oh. Saan naman nakatira yan?

Me: Sa Taytay po. Pero minsan dyan sa Project 8 siya umuuwi. Sa may Munoz.

Cousin's wife: Oh eh 'di minsan pala sabay na kaayo umuwi? Gaano na kayo katagal? Si Biboy ata 'la pa rin girlfriend. Si Joseph 'lam ko madami na!

Me: *laughs* Minsan po hinahatid niya ko dito. Pero 'di ko na pinapapasok. *pause* Tahimik naman po kasi si manong Biboy. Si Joseph naman, ewan ko lang.

Cousin's wife: Naku, sino kaya sa inyo mauunang mag-asawa?! Baka naman ikaw ha! Mababalitaan na lang namin!

Me: *laughs* 'Di po! Aral muna! *laughs*

Mica: *cry loudly*

Cousin's wife: Oh bakit? Bigla ka na lang umiyak dyan! *panic*

Mica: *covering her eyes while crying* Takot ako mag-asawa eh!

Monday, March 24, 2008

Beatless! Er, Beatles

Maggie (Mar. 12, 2008 6:29 PM): La naman unusual nangyari kahapon?
Mimi (Mar. 12, 2008 6:29 PM): La naman. La ka eh.

*laughter*

I tried living with my eyes closed. That's the Beatles beating a tambourine in my head. They say I got to hide my love away and

yet they also said that it’s all we need. What a flying fluck into a field of strawberry. And while you’re at it, they’ll leave you

hanging out there forever.

Try to close your eyes and then take mine. Sunken though, you'll see what I mean.

LOL

Le'mme guess. You have no idea of the words I just said. Don't worry, you're not the first one to say am weird. Yep, there's a hint of sarcasm in those words.

How unfortunate... how sad... how ill... of me? Let's see.

On four separate occasions (over different messaging systems):

Mark Dille
eLliDKraM (2:49:24 PM): but you're a smart girl
eLliDKraM (2:49:26 PM): you get it deep down

Eleonor Mengullo
eleonor mengullo (10/3/2007 11:30:03 AM): sabi lot smart ka raw.kita naman.aba ang galing mo nga
eleonor mengullo (10/3/2007 11:36:51 AM): malawak pangunawa mo.sana ibang friends nya ganun din

Debrielle Santos
maggie (11/8/2007 4:05:20 PM): ...
Ms. Debi (11/8/2007 4:06:06 PM): kasi magaling ka.. yun ang ibig sabihin nun

Charles Lewis
maggie_noodles ('12 Nov, 2007 09:03 PM post='278174'): ...a chance to write a book someday.
Amadeus ('12 Nov, 2007 09:03 PM post='278174'): You're a smart woman, Maggie. Make a chance.

Four different people, whom I have known for a little less than a year, told me how smart I am. Now that's weird! I practically grew up in a family knowing I had no brains at all. True! My sisters were always smarter than I am. They were always doing things that my mind couldn't muster. Hmmm.

Then what prompted people around me to say am weird? Okay, let's put it these way. Because it's past two in the morning and panic is setting in once again in my veins, these thoughts suddenly broke in. Remember, I need to divert myself. ;)

Anyway, it's a case of social labelling. People have this tendency to label you as weird when you're different from the norm. Well, they could've said I'm unique. But no, the world is not a safe place. People will almost likely to tell you how badly done you are.

And so, I was labelled a weirdo.

Oooh, scary.

Yes it was. Back then. Not now.

I figured, maybe one of the reasons why I had this effin disorder was because I had my eyes too wide-opened. I was too weary of what you, or other people would say. It's okay to mind what others will say but I guess I just took it too far. I was scared.

Maybe that's what's different with me. Maybe that was what separated me from my sisters. They were brave enough to face the humiliation of growing up. I wasn't.

Maybe it's not too late. I may not be that ill. Maybe by closing my eyes, I could face other people and will never have to think about what they will say. Maybe the Beatles was right, living is easy with eyes closed.

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Something Unfamiliar

A cold summer evening breeze greeted me on a Saturday night. With the moon over my head, I watched people in front of me. Lit candles illuminated the dim streets of Pacita as the procession progresses.

In silence, I walk alone. But I wasn't afraid.

Fear, something that has been so familiar to me that it makes me sick to my stomach. But not at that moment. I knew that when I get to where I was going, He'd be there...

to give me warmth,

to give me strength,

to give me love, and

to give me courage.

COURAGE, something that I had been so unfamiliar with that it made me lose myself.

Friday, March 21, 2008

Di Ko Rin Alam

...kung saan ako papunta pero ba-bye na, aalis ka na! Ay mali, ako pala!

LOL

Tuesday, March 11, 2008

A Way Into Convalescence

Sitting on the edge of a brick wall, I tried to catch words that were hanging over my head. I got to grab three. I opened my hands and found the words:

UNDERSTANDING.

RESILIENCE.

LOVE.

I need you to understand me. Your kind words will soothe me through the confusion. I need you to be patient with me. Your embrace will bring me warmth through the chills. I need you to be compassionate with me. Your smiles will get me through the loneliness.

But if you can't have the heart to give me any of these, then you won't help me get better. I don't need you anyway. I don't give a fuck. With or without you, I'll get through this.

I know, it's not that easy.

Monday, March 3, 2008

An Echuserang Frog's Invisible War

I bob my head, Reg whispers a scream:

"You drag me down, you're nothing but my pain."

The invisible war wages on inside me.

I don't want to be a glass.

I don't want to be more sensitive than my eyes' pupil.

I don't want be a slave to my own taste.

I don't want to be full of myself.

I don't want to be annoying.

*involuntary sigh*

I just can't wait 'till the war is over.

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Sa North Diversion Field

I was in a counselling session this past Saturday. I learned that like Angel Locsin, Piolo Pascual, Precious Quigaman, and Sam Milby, I want to be complete.

I used to represent my block from Meralco Foundation Institute (first college I went to) as Ms. Intrams. It wouldn't hurt if I were slim today as I did back then. That'll be cool!

I've been trying to lose weight for sometime now and it's working quite pretty fair. People are starting to notice. (Oh yes its working! Yey!!!) And so, this weekend, I decided to play a sport. I haven't started yet but having the idea in my head motivates me enough to look for a local team.

I used to play for Colegio San Agustin - Southwoods Girl's Soccer Team back in high school. Maybe through playing it again, I might lose the weight I've been trying to shed off for 2 months now.

I want to play soccer again. I want to be slim again.

No, actually, I want to be normal. Again. Panic Anxiety Disorder apparently was the evil in me.

Now that’s why. I need a diversion.

Monday, February 25, 2008

Magtira Ka Naman Ng Para Sa Sarili Mo

I have kept myself from hurting others and in the end, it was myself who I was hurting all along. I was too kind. Too fucking kind and now, the evil inside me is made by nothing but the SANCTION these people has given it.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

Tumatangis nang Walang Lumbay

Umiiyak ang aking puso sa tuwa,
dahil kahit anong pagpikit ang gawin,
ikaw pa rin ang nakikita.

Mahal kita,
mahal kita,
at kay tagal pa kitang makikita.

Mawala man sa sarili,
maligaya ako at sa aking buhay
ikaw ay naging bahagi.

Mahal kita,
mahal kita,
at kay tagal pa kitang magiging kabahagi.

Tikom ang aking mga bibig,
sa kung ano man ang sabihin nila,
dahil sayo lamang ako iibig.

Mahal kita,
mahal kita,
at kay tagal pa kitang mamahalin.

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

J is for?

Jessa!

Christmas is finally way over. Parties were said and done. Relatives went back overseas. The Christmas trees had been stored back in the cupboard. The decors were put back in their boxes. The presents were finally opened. It'll be Valentine's Day soon.

Jessa, my adopted extended sister from World Vision, why have I forgotten about you?

I am so sad. Sad that I have failed to see the real reason for Christmas. It is all about giving. Could I say it was neglect who pushed me to forget all about it?

Yes maybe.

Not only that, because of the sudden influx of financial blessings, I have forgotten to be humble. I started to push people (which included my sweet baby James and my minamahal na ina) around just because I thought I had the right. Just because I thought I had the money to do so.

*sigh* Sorry.

How did all these happen?

Perhaps, I needed to learn a very valuable lesson in life. That is, I should stoop down and remember that my life is borrowed. I have no right whatsoever to claim that I am in control. I should always remember that without humility, all my other virtues are completely useless.

Happy heart's season everyone!

Thursday, February 7, 2008

It's Friday Exorcism Again

Honi Soit Qui Mal Pense

Thats evil to him who evil thinks as King Edward III sees it.

I witnessed an exorcism not too long ago. It was effin scary. Maybe that's why it took me months to tell you all about it.

It was a cold October evening. After work, I went straight to Sto. Rosario Parish in Pacita to meet with James and hear a mass. As accustomed on the month of the Holy Rosary, numerous images of the Virgin Mary were distributed to residents of Pacita. That night, James and I were to pick one image up, bring it to their house and pray to it. Little did we know that something out of this world were to happen that night.

After mass, a visiting priest from Sta. Rosa, Laguna who has the Gift of Healing were to conduct a healing session for Pacita residents. James and I ceased to be hesistant. We soon fell in line with the others. The experience was very solemn. And I think it worked too!

Soon after we were done, a young lady started shouting as the priest blessed her with an assortment of holy oils which he uses to heal people. The priest moved over to the next participant but the young lady kept on shouting. Not long after, she started to mock the priest and the church. That was it.

Mocking the church is a sure sign of possession. It was what prompted the priest to get a huge cricifix and insense. Believe it or not, it was warm inside the church but as the priest exorcised the young lady, the atmosphere soon became cold. It was ice ice cold. I don't know how it happened but it became so cold, I had to hold on to James for warmth. I was scared too. But he said I shouldn't be cause we were in the house of God.

People in the church prayed with the priest with their hands held up towards the young lady. The choir were singing bone-chilling hymns. Everyone were uttering, "in the name of Jesus!"

After 20 or so minutes, the young lady calmed down and stood up. The priest, relieved, went straight to the altar, kneeled, and prayed.

I went home shaking that night until I remembered what Evelyn Underhill said, "
Every minute you are thinking of evil, you might have been thinking of good instead. Refuse to pander to a morbid interest in your own misdeeds. Pick yourself up, be sorry, shake yourself, and go on again."

Monday, February 4, 2008

I Am Not Damian's Queen

"You're my one true definition of what my queen is." - Damian Marley

Any girl who'd hear this would certainly feel flattered. Wouldn't you?

I am feeling so unattrative and undesirable right now. I'd love to rip off every beautiful girl's face right now and slap it on back to them. All nice but disaligned. Sorry, I am being too violent.

Well, truly, I'd love to. I just hate it when you're talking to a guy and all of a sudden, this very beautiful lady passes by and the guy you're talking to suddenly stops from talking and looks at the girl as if you don't exist at all. It is so frustrating.

I know I am not that beautiful but please, when I'm talking to you, look at my face. I say my face, not at the other girl's, not at my bosom, not at her bosom either, but at my geddamn face.

Sunday, February 3, 2008

Gong Xi Ni? To Us! To Us!

Six months,
half a year,
what more can I say?
Felt like it was only yesterday.

I thank you:
for sticking it with me,
for being patient,
and for being resilient.

Wapi 4th.
Wub joo,
always
and for good.

Oh, kung hei fat choi ni!

Sunday, January 27, 2008

Hinugot Sa Dilim

Ma-drama ang aking gabi ngayon, pero totoo.

Isang malamig na gabi at tatlongpu't walong minuto makalipas ang alas tres. Hala, umaga na pala! Ngunit dahil ako ay may sakit, hindi ako dinadalaw ng antok. Sayang lang ang mga gamot na ininom ko. At dahil dun, magkwekwento na lang ako. Sabi ko nga sa inyo 'di ba, ang mga istorya ay regalo. Hayaan niyong regaluhan ko kayong muli.

Eto na siguro ang pinaka-mahabang post na magagawa ko. Huwag na kayo magtaka, hindi pa ko inaantok eh. He he. Ang totoo nyan, pilit akong humuhugot ng katinuan sa kasalukuyan. Oo, sa kasalukuyan. Oo, habang sinusulat ko 'to. Oo, habang lumalapat ang mga daliri ko sa keyboard. Bakit?

Ako ay takot. Takot akong matulog sa dilim.

Ate? Ate ko? Ate Meg?

Dati, kapag natatakot akong matulog mag-isa, tatakbo ako sa kwarto ng ate Meg ko.Tatabi muna ko sa kanya hanggang sa mawala takot ko. Kaso, wala na siya sa kwarto niya. Umalis na si ate Meg. Lumipad na siya papuntang Tsina. Sakay ng eroplano ha? Siyempre.

Umalis na ang taong nagdala sakin sa Pacita National Highschool. Naaalala ko pa.

Tag-araw noon. Abril ng nakaraang taon. Ayoko maiwan mag-isa sa bahay kaya sabi ko, "ate, isama mo naman ako. Ayoko mag-isa dito sa bahay. Masyado malungkot." Nung ding araw na yun, nagbago ang buhay ko.

Saan patungo ang aking kapatid? Bakit pupunta siya ng paaralan na iyon? Iyon ay para sa isang programa para sa Singles For Christ (SFC). Marahil nagtaka ang aking ate ng mga panahon na yun. Pinigilan na lang niya ang kanyang sarili na magtanong kung bakit ako sumama. Totoo na nung una, kaya ako sumama kasi ayaw ko maiwan sa bahay. Malungkot. Malungkot ang buhay ko nung mga panahon na yun. Ayokong sayangin ang panahon ko sa hingapis na dinulot ng mga pangyayari. Sa isang karaniwang tao marahil, hindi mahalaga ang mga nangyari sakin. Pero para sakin, malaki ang naging epekto nito.

Magulo, malungkot, yan ang mga tamang salita na pwedeng magbigay depinisyon sa buhay ko dati. Siguro napakasama kong tao kaya noong mga panahon na yun, kinuha ang lahat sakin ni Lord. Ay sus! Ako rin, akala ko sa mga telenovela ko lang maririnig ang mga salita na yun. Kaso, ayun, nangyari na nga sakin. Hindi ko na alam kung saan at paano ako tatayo.

Pasensya na kayo, hindi ko na iisa-isahin kung paano kinuha ni Lord ang lahat nang binigay Niya sakin.

Hindi ko inisip na lahat ng maririnig ko nung panahon na yun sa loob ng isang silid-paaralan sa Pacita ay matatamaan ako. Masakit marinig na sa tinagal-tagal ng panahon, nagkamali pala ako sa aking mga naging kilos. Akala ko ginagawa ko na ang tama. Ang yabang ko pa para isipin na kakayanin ko ang lahat ng walang ibang tutulog sakin. Mali pala ko.

Noon ko din nalaman na lahat ng mga ginagawa ko sa buhay, hindi ako ang nagpaplano kungdi si Lord. Ang lakas pa ng loob ko para sabihin na mga plano ko nga ang mga yun. Hindi pala! Siya lang ang pwedeng magsabi sakin, satin, kung ano and dapat natin gawin sa buhay. Ang pagkakamali lang natin, hindi tayo marunong makinig sa Kanya. Kaya ayun, nagkakanda letse-letse (patawad) ang mga buhay natin.

Kinabukasan.

Kita ang mga patak ng ulan sa gilid ng bintana mula sa aking puwesto sa opisina. Walong minuto na lang at alas diyes na. Wala pa rin ang karamihan sa aking mga katrabaho. Saan nga ba papunta ang salaysay na ito?

Mimi, eto na ang sagot sa katanungan mo.

"Finally, I made the right choice," sinabi ko minsan. Nagtaka si Mimi. Honga pala, si Mimi ay isa sa mga kasalukuyang katrabaho ko sa i-Pay. Huwag mo lolokohin yan kung ayaw mo malipat ilong mo sa pwet. Mimi peace tayo ha? *peace sign*

Sa wakas, sa unang pagkakataon ng maikling buhay ko, naging tama ako sa desisyon kong sumali sa SFC. Malaki. Malaki ang naitulong nito sa buhay ko. Maraming salamat sa inyo ha?

Mula sa aking mga pagkakamali, tinulungan ninyo akong makabangon muli. Sa pamamagitan ninyo, tinawag ako ni Lord. Niyakap Niya ako at sinabi, "Punasan mo ang iyong mga mata at lumapit ka sa akin. Mamahalin pa rin kita kahit ang mga ito'y may luha."

Madilim ang paligid. Gabi na naman. Ilaw mula sa aking laptop ang nagsisilbing liwanag sa aking gabi. Kailangan ko pa bang matakot? Kailangan ko pa bang mag-alala? Hindi na. Dahil mula sa dilim, ako ay hinugot Niya.

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Stories Are Gifts

It's not everyday that you can get to share a story with a loved one. It's not everyday that you can get to share a story with a lonesome friend. It's not everyday that you can get to share a story and move someone or perhaps, to make someone smile and realize things are not what it seems. There are just things you can't explain through plain words but with a story, you simply can't go wrong.

That's why I can't help but share to you that story about the little girl and Maggie. It's true. I mean the thing about stories are gifts.

It may not be inspiring, funny, or interesting. But once said with love and care, stories become little gifts wrapped in ribbons and whatnots. It is a present after all.

Tara, kwentuhan tayo friend.

Why Are You Letting These Happen Anyway?

Maggie was lying on her bed. A window stares back with its bustle and lights. Not far away, the church bells sings its chorus. It's Sunday again.

Her bald head itching, Maggie stared back at the pair of windows with inquiring eyes. The sun's rays seemed to be showering her with hope. But it felt nothing. Not even the slightest warmth.

With wet cheeks, Maggie closed her eyes and looked at the indispensable figure at the wall. His arms were wide open in agony, "Lord, please send me someone to look over me. I am in pain. I am in sorrow. I have no one."

Maggie soon fell into a deep sleep. Slumber.

In a blinding flash of light, Maggie woke up. A litte girl stood by her bed. Like Maggie, the little girl had no hair left on her head. Like Maggie, the little girl was frail. But unlike Maggie, the little girl's eyes were smiling. She was happy.

"Who are you?" Maggie asked.

The little girl scratched her hairless top, "You asked for me!"

Without taking her eyes off the little girl, Maggie slowly sat up, "I did?"

With her little hands behind her back, the little girl answered back, "Funny, you asked for me but you can't remember. Humans really are confusing me. Tsk."

"But, but, you have no wings! No hair!" Maggie was starting to get scared.

"Hee hee," the little girl kept herself from laughing out loud.

"Angels need no hair. Angels need no wings! You ask too many questions. Hee hee" the little girl said as she sat beside Maggie. She held up her little hands and touched Maggie's face. An uncomfortable silence swept between the two. They were looking at each other but had nothing to say.

Finally, the little girl broke the stillness, "Tell me, why did you ask for me anyway?"

Maggie closed her eyes and sat up with a heavy sigh. She stared at the little girl and asked, "If there is a God, why did He let this happen to me? If there is a God, why is there pain? If there is God, why is there sorrow? If there is a God,why is there anguish?!"

Breathing heavily, Maggie wept and hid her face in her hands, "I want to sing. I want to shout! How can people say I'm selfish if all I'm thinking is how to make them happy? I want to say to God, please take me. Please?"

The little girl stood up and paced the room smiling, "You see! You know there is a God! You just asked him for something! Again."

Maggie kept on weeping, a hand on her chest and another her on her eyes. The little girl let out a sigh and folded her arms, "You said God is with you (old post link)? Then why are you like this? You know you're right! God is all in us. He's with you. He's with me. He is with everyone."

The little girl sat at the edge of the bed while Maggie just kept to herself still. In a very low voice, the little girl said, "God is a part of all of us put together. When you ask Him why is He letting all these happen, it's like asking yourself why am I letting all these happen to me."

Maggie felt a kiss land on her forehead. She looked up and found herself alone. The indispensable figure on the wall was now gone. The sun's rays washed over her as she heard a knock on the door.

"Hon?"

Maggie looked at the door, closed her eyes, smiled, opened her eyes again and said, "Thank you Lord."

-Mimi and Ms. Debi, thank you para sa concept nung story. :)

Thursday, January 17, 2008

Echoes

There's something about the look in your eyes
Something I noticed when the light was just right
It reminded me twice that I was alive
And it reminded me that you're so worth the fight

My biggest fear will be the rescue of me
Strange how it turns out that way, yeah

Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?
Something infinitely interesting
Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?
Something infinitely interesting

Theres something about the way you move
I see your mouth in slow motion when you sing
More subtle than something someone contrives
Your movements echo that I have seen the real thing

Your biggest fear will be the rescue of you
Strange how it turns out that way, yeah

Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?
Something infinitely interesting
Could you show me dear... Something I've not seen?
Something infinitely interesting

IPAGLALABAN KITA. The words kept echoing through my head. I WILL, I WILL, and I WILL. I won't let my past mistakes get to me. You see, it's not that some people have the willpower and some don't. It's that some people are ready to change and others are not.

Hays, whatever plans He has for me, then so be it. I'd be glad and honored that I was used for His benefit.

*crazy*

Tuesday, January 15, 2008

Hey, Look At The Sun

Should you falter,
I will try to understand.
But the sun will not shine on that day.
It will but hide amongst the clouds.

Wednesday, January 9, 2008

Leave Me Be - An Open Letter

Music is wine to my cup of silence. So when I have my earphones on, PLEASE LEAVE ME ALONE. Its there for a reason.

Thank you.

Tuesday, January 8, 2008

Not at My Desk

Just been really busy. Super.