Category Archives: before anything else

One last day…

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Looks like the weather weeps with me (or with Madam Cory?) I dunno.

It’s my last day at the office and I tried to be happy for them to bounce back the positive energy. And I can feel from them that they will truly miss a person like me. (who am I BTW? Harhar)

I received a SpongeBob stuffed toy from one of my closest friends on our team. I was kinda overwhelmed than sad, because I feel the love, plus the effort. I really appreciate that.

My first KFC snackbox, and strawberry banana krushers, a goodbye treat from one of my ‘ate’s’ at the office. I almost took a picture of it. So even though I didn’t keep the box of it, I can still keep the memories of it to be treasured and remembered.

I really don’t want moments like these—goodbyes.

I will really miss them all. The laughter, the tears, the struggle, and even the most stressful moments that we’ve encountered in the office. The never ending talks and chats, and our rebuts and comments from the so-so persons in the office (well, I think that’s a natural scenario). The different styles that we invent just to steal a nap, how we escape from tiring tasks and requests, duh, I will really miss those parts.

Well. All will grow, change and must move on. So do I. I will really miss you comrades!

As for now, goodbye seems to be the hardest word. But I’m still here. Alive and kicking. I just transferred, but I still persists.

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My Daydream Fantasy (redundant?)

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I can’t think properly
My eyes want to sleep and take some rest
But I told them to stay awake,
Because my work wasn’t finish yet.

Still, they persist to close little by little
Telling me that they surrender
They can’t handle the pressure anymore
And I can handle the stress no more.

Even though my mind says ‘work!’
My body reminds me to stop and relax
Suddenly, I stop typing…
And start imagining…

My mind kept on flashing memories
Starting from my childhood years
My firsts, award, reprimand, kiss and crush
Everything seems so real
Until the moment you entered to my reminiscin’

It was only you and me
Exchanging stories, laughing loudly
Extraordinary, much like fantasy
A dream that become a reality
A moment that I want to live ‘til eternity

Suddenly a voice came over me
Telling me to wake up in my fancy
I perfunctorily open my eyes
And I realized, that I fell asleep
In front of my computer, what a dream!

Sino itong girl in green?

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Aba ewan. Basta naka-pink ako ngayong araw na to. Hmm. May blog na ako dati. Kaso puro Ingles ang post ko dun. Gara naman kung bigla akong magpo-post ng Tagalog diba? Kaya eto, dumagdag pa ako sa pinoproblema ng wordpress. Sa pag-asang magkakaroon din ng tinatawag na traffic ang blog ko. Kung sa mga drayber ng sasakyan eh perwisyo ang trapik, aba, kakaiba naman dito sa blooging. Dito eh hinahanap-hanap ang trapik. Kapag red ang ilaw mo, sikat kah.

Mahilig talaga akong magsulat. Puro kalokohan nga lang (ahehe). Naalala ko din noon, galit na galit ang nanay ko dahil puro sulat ang dingding at pintuan ng bahay namen. Sa kagustuhan kong magsulat at magdrowing, aion, pati ang inosente naming dingding eh nadamay. Natatawa na nga lang ako pag nakikita ko ang bakas ng lumipas. Biruin mo ngayon, ibang dingding na ang sinusulatan ko. At iba na ang ginagamit kong panulat. Haytek. Wall na ng facebook ang sinusulatan ko, bulletin ng friendster, at eto nga, pati wordpress napagtripan ko ng sulatan.