Wednesday, January 31, 2007

rebel without applause

got nothing much to stay tonight. went online to find something out and thought i'd do a quick post as well. i'll start with the talkbacks.

bloodboard:

phia: ive just been cheated on so im kinda bitter about that. but cheating in school, i have no problem with it, especially if the teacher allows it. xlinks? sure! i've already added you to my list.

jean.movie: the pleasure is always mine. i was just joshing with you anyways about that funny thing. thanks for the visit and hope you return!

pam: wassup?

myls: i will put together everything that's broken just to see you.

tina: hi ho, a-hunting we will go?

franco: dude, you are most welcome.


comments:

tina: yeah, like live's instead of levi's. thanks for the comment and the compliment. you are too kind.

cheska: yeah. i look like him, although i wear contacts instead of glasses most of the time. i might have new specs made this weekend and be a total geek once again.

clouds: hey, there. so what kind of clouds are you? anyways, yeah it sucks to "own" something and then suddenly everyone's into it, and you're like riding the bandwagon. like, what?! as for friendster, i only use it to check up on my friends. thanks for coming by. hope to see you again.

red_pl8: ive actually contemplated on cancelling that darn account because it's kind of useless now. but then i have friends there whom i dont get to communicate with anywhere else, so. i'll do my rant about religion next time. i tend to get carried away. i do have a point to raise already though. i am, in real life, nowhere near harry potter's looks. maybe in my younger years, yes. thanks for spending your time here. take care always. and come back!


ooookay. some kind of mumbo-jumbo is going on in our account in peoplesupport, a conspiracy of sorts against our batch. i was the first to voice out my complaints about the shitty system wherein us new hires are the only ones affected negatively. that was when we were still in graveyard shift. as time went on and now that we are in the afternoon shift, my batchmates eventually realized (and experienced for themselves) the issues ive been raving about for so long. now, ive got an army. at least, when this thing blows, they've got my back. however, no one seems to be considering the fact that i began the silent revolution. hence, the blog title. not my original idea though. it's the name of an album of a band i forgot which i randomly got to listen to on an online radio web site that shaila suggested.

speaking of shaila, that angel from whom i cant get out of my mind is the only reason im holding on to this job. she must be good at puzzles because im only starting my day and she's already completed it. and i need to bring a map to work because i always get lost in her eyes. cheesy one-liners aside, it's a good thing that batch 18 supports me 100% on this. i hope shaila herself does as well.

well, true believers. gotta make like a shepherd and get the flock out of here.

the gospel according to jai/skizzy. thanks be to chopin.

Tuesday, January 30, 2007

eyes on the prize

the picture below i received in an email together with a handful of other wrong grammar signs. "canvers", wehehehe.


i actually checked my own chucks just to make sure. fortunately, it is converse. whew.

friendster bulletins. there's something i barely read nowadays. i used to enjoy reading and answering those silly surveys as they come, but i guess i dont find them that interesting anymore. not that i dont want to find out more about my friends. it's just that, you know, letting people know things they don't know about you has become quite... meh. sorry, cant find the right word. it's like this: way back before when nobody had an ipod (or knew about apple and macs), i wanted to have an ipod. fast forward to the present where everybody's got one (even though some of them still know nothing about apple and macs), so now, i don't want to have an ipod anymore. i have a nokia 3250 and it plays mp3s just as well. anyways, i checked my friendster account for any messages, requests or testimonials, and once again, nada zilcho. but one friendster bulletin caught my bespectacled eyes. it went "i am single, so i must be ugly". clicked it to find out more. the bulletin had a bunch of these stereotypical statements (like "im a guy, so i must only want to get in your pants" and "i have straight a's, so i must not have a social life"), and you were supposed to choose one that best fits you and put it as a title and post as a bulletin to annoy your friends with. i picked one but didn't bother to bother my friendster friends with it, and instead, i'll use it as a great segue for the real purpose of this blog entry:

"i am not like everyone else, so i must be a loser".

you see, i have not won anything in my life. im talking about tangible winnings because i did win some nerdy contests in high school. but as far as i can remember, i never got anything through winning, especially the ones that rely on luck, which you can brag about around. that's why i don't like gambling. i feel like im gonna end up losing all my money instead of doubling it. there was this one time where i emailed myx and won tickets to the oasis concert. but then the concert got cancelled (thanks abu sayyaf), so that doesn't count. anyways, im talking about this crap about winning because ive just been chosen as one of the nominees for blog of the week in the composed gentleman's blog. do i expect to win? honestly, no. it would depend, of course, on the number of votes i get which i am in no way forcing any of you to cast against your will. it's your internet connection, so it's up to you if you will allow me such privilege. but i am deeply honored, flattered, and grateful to even be considered for it. i guess somebody does appreciate what i do here... thanks, dude.

intermission... you can read my saw iii review here.

it's talkback time! beginning with the bloodboard:

franco: thanks for liking the theme. im always trying out something new, coming up with new ideas for my blog. sure hope you and the other visitors will like the future ones as much.

jean.movie: funny, i wasn't trying to be funny. but thanks for pointing that out and for checking me out, i mean, my blog.

talksmart: again, dude, thanks for the nomination. never expected something like that. good luck to me and the other nominees. may the best blog win. for the week, at least.

patty: here you go, patty-cake. see you again, okay?

din-din: been very busy. i was supposed to post one last week but i had tasks to accomplish, a couple of which i failed to. do you watch heroes? i wish had hiro's power to bend time and space...

cheska: i haven't watched the anime. i just saw him on a dvd cover and decided to use him as an avatar because he resembles me. or i resemble him? anyways, ive changed my profile pic now.

tina: hello, tina. welcome.

wigie: dude, i miss you. still unsure whether to go and work there or not.

comments talkback:

din-din: yeah. can't help it. love always is beyond one's control. it's good to hear that i have your support on this. kinda weird actually because just about everyone ive talked to about this has encouraged me to push through...

red_pl8: sickeningly sweet, how nice of you to put it that way. how about sweetly sickening?

well, that's that. gotta make like a banana and split. ive got to watch heroes episode 12. anyways... that's the gospel according to skizzy. thanks be to kafka.


p.s. i noticed only now that the most comments i got was from a post where i viciously attacked religion. as an experiment, i'll try to punch in a few blasphemous blabber next time.
p.p.s. shaila likes joss stone. so i downloaded one of her albums, burned it and printed the labels. i'll give it to her on tuesday. am i obsessed or what?

Monday, January 29, 2007

toinks

my closest friends in peoplesupport are dindo, a beer-loving who has two "panganays"; and paul, a family guy whose hair looks like moses combed it. both of them are on the same frequency of the babe radar as mine. anyways, before paul was bumped into an earlier shift, we were together all the time, apparently enough to attract some attention since one time we heard this girl with a great body (whom we've codenamed sexy) tell her friend something like, "there goes the three of them again." that and a couple of guards refer to us as the three musketeers. but we've dubbed ourselves "the bottles". why? because we're jai, paul, and dindo (sounds like the beatles eh?), and we like to drink. and we did just that last saturday as paul's post-birthday celebration. despite our incessant invitations to the rest of our batch, only three other people tagged along: jakeson, a gym denizen who takes pictures of his physique; crystal, a pampangena party girl; and irene, our version of daria (from beavis and butt-head) sans the verbal ammo. aboard paul's van and singing loudly to a best of eraserheads cd, we headed for marlon's in timog ave. and found out it was closed. we settled with nine ball cafe a few moments away, got a table, and started the beer-guzzling while playing billiards. the heavily practice paul kicked our butts in every game, and so we decided to play in teams. paul the hustler and jakeson the novice versus jai and dindo, the guys who know how but aren't any good and depended mostly on luck. three laugh-filled games later, dindo and i lost by a scratch, a sure win from my shot, but then the stupid cue ball disobeyed my orders to stop and went in the opposite hole. it was a fun night that i wish lasted longer. we parted ways soon enough, but dindo and i longed for more beer in our system. we found a cheap bar and boozed ourselves to the break of dawn.

okay. just one more thing about peoplesupport people. i'm in love with a co-worker. that's right. you read that one clearly. i am in love. i didn't mean to be. i actually don't want to be yet. but this wonderful young woman, that i sit next to every work day, text with almost every night despite her preference to buy load only on weekends, dreamt about holding hands with two times already even though i haven't touched a hair on her in real life, and made me feel so alive again just when i thought i was doomed to be lonely, has, obviously, got me madly head over toes for her. when im working on a file that's a pain in the ass hard to transcribe, all i need is to hear her giggle as she watches flash cartoons online. we have a lot in common, some of which ive always thought only i was/had/did/liked. her name, by the way, is (drum roll, please) shaila. and goddarnit, i love her. but, alas, poor yorick, she has a boyfriend. hmm...

so, that's enough of my life for now. i made a lucky list about a week ago which in a way does not apply now since i already have (figuratively, of course) shaila. but i'll let you take a peep anyways. it was about the 13 girlfriends i should have next. it's sorta not-safe-for-work though. also, here are some new links, starting with one that kinda helped me with the cardiac catastrophe i recently underwent:

beating the break-up blues by jenny mccarthy's boobs
some pretty good porn movie titles
here are some movie cliches that need to die
skizzy like snow globes. skizzy want this snow globe
think you're good at making sand castles?
wanna know the 9 things men masturbate to? sure you do.
cool bus ads
now here's a good idea: city at sea
who ripped off who? bunch of look-alike ads
top 10 bad things that are good for you
skizzy wants the matrix bathrobe!
stay warm using your own blood... it's the blood scarf!
50 mistakes men make during sex
and 50 mistakes women make during sex
the simpsons drawn manga style (and check out the edit 3 link! damn!)
8 important lessons learned from '80s cartoons
skizzy wants these blankets... and a wife to share them with

and finally, a youtube video how to draw a perfect circle...



p.s. other codenames we use for some of the many beautiful babes in ps are: 3 o'clock, maj, lobby girl, kotse, bilog, and honey. the 3 o'clock girl must have moved to another department or left the company completely because we haven't seen her again despite being put to our new day shift from the graveyard shift where we used to ogle at her luscious legs all night.
p.p.s. did i already say that i love shaila? they call her shai at work, though. which is fun 'cause when her friends call her, i look thinking it was jai, and when my friends call me, she looks. kinda annoying but cute at the same time.
p.p.p.s. toinks is shaila's nickname of choice. i have yet to find out why.