birthday countdown

* * * 26 * * *

i don't remember much what happened this day.

i woke up late. i didn't do the laundry because my younger brother had washed both our clothes the night before.

i remember playing the pc as soon as i had breakfast (breakfast food eaten during lunch). i was too tired to even watch dvd.

oh, yeah. i got a call from cinema one as i was getting ready to go to bed around 1am. they wanted me to change some things in the music video / obb that they be showing at the beginning of the award ceremonies. i worked on it for some days. and now i have to change it.

(sometimes it can be very disappointing to work hard on something, feel relieved when you're done, only to be told later on that you will have to change it :0(

anyways, i finished the revision they wanted. and went to the place where the awarding would be held. it was at the teatrino in greenhills.

while waiting for my friend, i went to a mcdonalds and had super late lunch. (maybe if i didn't have to take medicine every so often, i wouldn't even remember eating.)

the program was very short. we were invited to the post-awards party at bizu. but there were a lot of people. we decided to go somewhere else.

oh, yeah! now i remember--we went to cafe ysabel in san juan. now that was really fantastic. it's a great resto, great place and great food. and great compensation for all the hardships, heartbreaks and disappointments that happened days before.

we went home around midnight.

as usual, i played diablo2 before i hit the sack.

birthday countdown

* * * 27 * * *

november 25, it was a saturday. it had been the third night in a row that i stayed overnight at work. still editing stuff.

aside from the usual plugs, i was also producing / editing the music video that would be shown at the start of the cinema one originals 2006 awarding ceremonies on sunday, november 26, at the teatrino in greenhills. it was almost 5 minutes long. i loved doing it. i just wish i had more time.

i was almost finished around 5am. but i was soooo sleepy. i decided to just leave it and sleep for a couple of hours.

it was already 7:30am when i woke up. i thought i could finish it in less than an hour. but when i went back to the editing bay, the g5 i had been using conked out.

some luck.

(i think this thread is very pathetic. all i rant about is work. blah blah blah. i don't think this is still healthy. work is taking too much of my time. i love my work, yes, but i don't think it should be central in my life. oh, well. hopefully, this is just a phase. although, it's good to be focused. but, offhand, i think i like it better when i'm interested in a lot of different things all at the same time.)

i just turned off the editing machine. and went home. i was thinking of letting it rest for a while, and have some, too, myself.

i was planning of going back to the office by lunchtime, finish that music video, then meet my office friends and go to quiapo at 2:30pm.

i overslept. i got to the office at 3pm. everybody was already waiting for me. and they waited for me even longer until i finished the music video. left for quiapo around 4pm.

now, quiapo was a different story altogether. i bought several dvd's from my suki, all hollywood and mostly current titles. went to a different stall, a newer one. bought some animations.

(i love animations. i don't necessarily watch them right away--although i'm sure i'd watch them. i just love the thought of having them within reach. i love their being young, happy and innocent. it's like nothing goes wrong. or if anything does, they can be resolved right away. being good pays, evil gets punished, and everyone is happy in the end.)

and here's the best part: as i was exiting to meet my friends outside, i passed by another stall. they had these imported dvd's--those in hard cardboards, instead of plastic boxes. they were usually more expensive. but i got them for the same price!

and they were classics.

some of the titles i got: cleopatra (2 dvd's), shining through, the abyss, thelma & louise, pretty baby, the graduate, etc.

by this time, i was already feeling sooooo rewarded.

had dinner at a nearby chowking outlet. (it smelled really bad inside. they cleaned the floor using really dirty and smelly mops. but i was too sleepy, tired, hungry--and too ecstatic--to care.

we all went back to quezon city afterwards for a couple of drinks.

(those who know i shouldn't be drinking alcohol--and care enough--rest assured that i only had 3 glasses of buko shake. honestly, since i stopped drinking about 5 or 6 months ago, i must've already tried all kinds of fruit shakes.)

got home after midnight satisfied with what i accomplished that week, excited about sleeping on my bed again after a long time, and sporting (excuse my analogy) a huge hardon just thinking about putting my new dvd's into my player.

birthday countdown

* * * 28 * * *

i don't want to whine. but it's already tuesday. actually, it's almost wednesday. i'm doing a countdown on MY birthday and i can't even be consistent.

twenty eight was a friday. i did not go home the night before. hardly had any sleep since thursday. had dinner with some office friends. when the others left, i talked to another friend till about 2 or 3 in the morning. some personal stuff.

afterwards, i had another talk with another friend. some career matters. he wanted to resign.

i thought it was a bit sad. he's been in his job for several years already. and now he wants to leave. i think he will find another job in no time. maybe it would even be a better one. just the same, i know that it's always sad and heartbreaking to leave work, residence, people and friends. like an old bed, your body and soul are somehow etched in it already.

if the person i'm referring to is reading this, hey, i'm not spilling anything. i just can't help but opine a bit.

i remember i was very tired when friday night came.

birthday countdown

* * * 29 * * *

this should've been posted yesterday. it's now the 28th. whatever.

got home around 7:30am. i was thinking i would just take a shower, have breakfast and take my medicine. and be back in the office before 9am for my editing.

however, i felt that my back was hurting a bit so i decided to sit for a while on the sofabed. and the next thing i knew--it was already 9:30am. all i said was "ohmigod!" and suddenly it was 1:30pm. and by then all i could say and think really was "ohmigod..."

i got to work around 3pm. and in the evening, i learned that as i was home, sitting on the sofabed, and probably holding a piece of bread, lots of things were happening:

1. one of the graphics artists in the office resigned;
2. a writer-friend launched the book he edited with his colleagues, it's about political killings (according to him, there have already been about 800 cases of political killings since gloria macapagal-aroyo became president. a lot more than the 15 years that cory aquino, fidel ramos and erap estrada in office.); and,
3. up-diliman people walked out of their classes in protest against the tuition fee hike--from p350/unit to p1,000/unit.

i'm looking forward to saturday and sunday.

birthday countdown

* * * 30 * * *

in thirty days, i will be another year older.

last night, i thought of doing a countdown of sort. just write down a few thoughts each day that my birthday creeps near.

it was so much of a struggle between blogging and writing in my journal. i still prefer writing longhand--it's private, and intimate. it feels like i could write anything in my journal. and i wouldn't have to worry if my musings seem inane. or insane.

and i knew that i could always get and open and write in my journal. while i'm having coffee in the morning. or anytime during the day. in between copies and editings. before and after meetings and brainstorming sessions. while waiting.

however, right now, somehow, pc is more accessible.

i've been thinking about making a wishlist for my birthday and christmas this year. since i was small, it's very seldom that i get to receive separate gifts for my birthday and christmas.

i wish i could get separate gifts this year.

asian horror montage - bodies like sheep

nice juxtaposition of creepy clips from various asian horrors, with nice music in the background.

jason, freddy, sadako and friends
greet you merry christmas

[somewhere i have never travelled]

it's almost 6 in the morning. my back misses my bed badly. i'm not really tired. not even sleepy. just worried that i'm not getting enough (and regular) sleep.

anyways, i stumbled upon this e.e. cummings work. it became popular when they used it as theme of an american series (i think it was beauty and the beast) that was shown in the philippines back in the late 80s or early 90s.

[somewhere i have never travelled]

somewhere i have never travelled,gladly beyond
any experience,your eyes have their silence:
in your most frail gesture are things which enclose me,
or which i cannot touch because they are too near

your slightest look easily will unclose me
though i have closed myself as fingers,
you open always petal by petal myself as Spring opens
(touching skilfully,mysteriously) her first rose

or if your wish be to close me,i and
my life will shut very beautifully, suddenly,
as when the heart of this flower imagines
the snow carefully everywhere descending;

nothing which we are to perceive in this world equals
the power of your intense fragility: whose texture
compels me with the color of its countries,
rendering death and forever with each breathing

(i do not know what it is about you that closes
and opens; only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands