TRANSPARENCY: The Contageous You; Dated- Aug. 28, 2008

TRANSPARENCY: The Contageous You; Dated- Aug. 28, 2008

What Kind of A Blogger Am I??

Never would I like to classify myself like how blogg's were classified when you hit Google.

Basically, I am a Universal Blogger... (permit me to give my own title). I don't give limitations on what I write, everything and anything under the sun or even beyond, I can definitely do some writings on it. Blog is my confidant, my total democratic land and my world and could be anybody's world.

More than translating my feelings and thoughts into something visible to the naked eye, to be able to inspire and to achieve some readers is the greatest thing. I believe in the power of words and its grasp to inspire, to entertain and to put worth on somebody's free time.

Maximizing the speed of technology today is not bad after all. It is still amazing to think that a simple click can publish your story to the the entire planet earth. I just know, one way or another, there is this single or multiple souls that can bookmark my page... and find my compositions be like an everyday prayer.

My joyful moments.

My struggles.

Love is a favorite topic so as the common injected pains.

Gadgets are cool to talk about.

to retaliate to my enemies is also one.

My career.

others career.

My latest hobby.

Dream that could be someone's dream as well.

Politics.

Movie or TV series.

Music.

Or even how I get away with constipation.

or my simple announcement of my newly bought toothbrush.

There is a lot of things to write about, and I am here to put an eye of each and everyone of them.

But Basically, this is all about me.

MY TRANSPARENCY

The Contageous You; Dated- Aug. 28, 2008

I found this entry on my journal. My deep thoughts and my honest feelings on my first hand dipping to the corporate world. Indeed, my first career experience. I almost forgotten the exact details on me creating this entry, but after reading it.. again.. I've realized how cruel my experience is. How much grudge I have and how badly I want to get out.
Dated: August 28, 0f 2008

THE CONTAGEOUS YOU



It is never a rule that to be able to learn, you have to be unhappy.

No one ever told me that to acquire skills, you have to lose your sane.

Sometimes, living in a life with nothing but challenges is never healthy.

People are sometimes too insensitive that they do not even know that most of the times, words can be more painful than physical inflicted pain.

If only I have the courage to make them reflect on how rewarding it is to Love and be Love in return (in work place so to speak), and make them realize that making life tough for others is not always learning. Pressure are not always tantamount to challenges and effect change and improvement, sometimes, pressure are just pressure, nothing but plain abuse of power.

Not all experiences should be passed on, since not all people have the same level of tolerance, some are born weak, some are just strong. Don’t get me wrong, intelligence appreciated but better if it contemplates to what the heart contains.

Sympathy is good, but empathy is best to practice.

Even the aim is perfection, it boils down to mediocrity, let us not be contented creating another us, but let’s strive producing better individuals from who we are, besides, very few wanted another you.

Providing misery is helpful if it’s enough to keep people around us motivated and appreciation is created to keep everything in balance. Lack of one could mean no right!

Mind over matter, but it is never stated that heart should be deducted. To be human is divine, so let us start acting like one.

I never wish for your downfall, just get well soon my friend.

LIFE is like that of the Three Little Pigs

Am I lost or I am just destined to rest?
For almost a month now... I am free again... No obligations but a prisoner of home. (Laughs). To be honest, I am never bothered until people starts to be bothered about my situation. Global Financial Crisis, sounds scary right? Yes, I am feel'n it, but it does'nt sinks in to me very well... maybe that is the reason why I am so relaxed. Not complacent, but relaxed.
They are right, I should not be, but I have learned my lesson... I'll be picky this time around and not settle for what is available.
Maybe the story of the "Three Little Pigs" is indeed a true story... Every life has its own Big Bad Wolf. But if life's patterned to that, i should be smiling by now. As always, I am a man of hope. I've built myself a house of hay that was easily blown away. I've managed to built myself a house of sticks, but unfortunately, it did'nt click... and now... hopefully now... Bricks will come my way, and it will be sufficient and enough for me to stay.
All this time, I would like to think that its just me... I am no idenial... but its all destiny, my destiny to be unlucky, to experience junk for a while but learn at the same time. It has been twice that I have encountered the unfortunate of being fortunate, never I would like to return.
Charms of the world, please hunt me now.. come and get me please.

Disgusting Ego: Horrible Transformation

You heard me right and you know who you are!
I am not surprised, but I just can't imagine what brought you there... before I came up with disgust, I was sad.

Such a horrible transformation, hearing your words reflects how evil you are now. Things are not destined, things were pushed.. implanted.. not for you but you got it. Everything is not a blessing I could see, its a suffering.. the product of your eveil act is your evil transformation.

You are a clear example of a Power and Fame victim. You just can't get enough.. you are already there but you still crave for more. Pathetic.

Despite your dirty tactics, I wish you well. Still I care... and be careful... The people who praise you are the same people who are crushing you and all along been very happy for who you are now... You don't define yourself anymore... you define your group. Very clear.

I know the kind you... and I don't think there's any way that will return. so sad. reflect.
And one more thing... SPARE the innocent people... spare them to your ambition. Don't make yourself controvecial, you are already that.

Hope to hear good news.

Crazy Getaway: Xevera Pampanga

Crazy Weekend indeed.

There is no easy money. If you won't suffer the pain of work, suffer the people you will be working with.

It was a CRAZY weekend. Its fun. Its a gathering. a getaway. star studed. there's money. there's friends. and an extreme exposure to tiger bitches.

A pampanga trip for some raket. Who does'nt want some bucks for a couple of days? I gave up my weekend for some adventure, o well, everyday is a weekened to me and this trip is a total gain. to be with friends and money! need i say more?

My eye fiests with the great view of XEVERA, that's our destination... our pictures can attest to that! But what is more intresting is experience that cause me to be nice, to be patient and to be evil at the same time. Good thing im with my friends, where i can manage to enjoy and laugh with the hell moments of our stay.

TIGER BITCHES, that's the tamest way I could describe them. TIGER YOU?! TIGER S! TIGER T! People minus the beauty, plus nerve breaking attitude, minus brains, subtract sense, and add the hobby of social climbing. Just imagine, being with this people for almost 48 hours... I've never been this iritated with someone, They surprised me with their atitudes... a total disgust.(not a generalization)

But more than anything else... We had our own room despite the shortage, we had a great bath despite the time issue, we look awesome despite the heat of the sun, we did great on our tasks though it was not that tiring, we had a great view and a great contact with the celebrity. we had the perks of tatoo and caricature and we did affect some people with our positive attitudes and took them off away from the TIGERS.

In totality, me and my friends enjoyed the stay.

Writen: January 25, 2009

Recovery Room

Even the most stable object can be brittle after a couple of years.

Medicine looses its 100% effectivity once it expires.

Metal rust.

Water evaporates.

But the good thing is, we could always RECOVER.
Patch up with the weak part. When your life saver expires, it does not requires you to buy another brand, just get yourself a new one of the same kind. Paint it. Fill it with water.

I just never thought that we could be in this rocky road again... but hey! who cares about the rocky road when you just know you are secure. Who cares about those quake shake when you just have a lot of things to laugh out with and stories to share, the ride was a total disgust but the moment still rules the entire day. Pain is present, but the care over powered the dark edge. One things for sure, there is no other mysery i deserve but with this person.

Do or die.

Disclaimer: I am watching over you.

Writen: January 20, 2009