Tungkol lang 'to sa oatmeal
(Tuesday, November 28, 2006)
Pero bago ang lahat, kailangan ko lang talagang i-type 'to:
"Tama. Artista ka nga. Ang dami mo kasing kaartehan sa katawan. Pwe!"
Ayan. Ok na. Moving on, ikukuwento ko lang na may oatmeal at bread product fixation ako ngayon. Nagsimula 'to nung bumili ako ng muriatic acid sa grocery. Habang namimili ako ng effective at murang asido pang linis sa banyo namin, nakita ko yung mga flavored instant oatmeal ng Quaker Oats. Bumili ako kasi naisip ko pag nagugutom ako sa office, may makakain ako. Sa mga panahong yun, wala yung mga magulang ko sa bahay. Dahil nga ako lang mag-isa ng ilang araw, walang nagtatabi ng pagkain para sa akin. At dahil may katamaran akong magluto para sa sarili ko at ayoko namang bumili ng mahal na ulam sa karinderya, yung oatmeal kinakain ko. Hindi ko na sila nabaon tuloy. Bili na ko nang bili pagkatapos nun. Tapos si Tia ko naman mahilig mag-stock ng tinapay at pastries sa ref. Kaya alternately oats at tinapay lang nakakakain ko dito sa bahay. Masarap naman sila at nabubusog ako. Kaso no choice ako pag sa labas, mas convenient kasing kumain ng kanin at ulam na lang.
A bunch of broken thoughts
(Sunday, November 26, 2006)
I don't know anything anymore. I've been asking myself a lot of things lately and "I don't know" is all the answer I can get. Maybe I'm asking the wrong things. I don't know. Maybe there's really no need for questions to begin with. I don't know. But what I
do know is everything's not ok. So, what do I do about it? I don't know. I just effing don't know.
***
Lazy-gym-freak-coffee-enthusiast glitterati! You all ruined my beautiful TV world! Everything was just peachy until I found about your little secrets. From now on I'm sticking with my anime and fiction in general.
***
Besides realizing my true unfriendly nature, here are some more factoids about me: I'm an envious bastard. I'm unreasonably frugal but an impulsive buyer. I don't like the feeling of being cheated. I dislike people who walk so slowly as if they don't know the whole word is in a hurry. I dislike people who take such a long time doing whatever with the ATM. I hate money discussions.
***
It's weird how when I had the money before, I never bought myself anything. But now, I keep buying stuff in pretense of cheering myself up despite being flat broke.
On that note, let it be known that now I'm saving for something really important. It's a need, a want, and a must. I'm writing it down so I won't forget.
***
My teeth hurt after the adjustment but that didn't stop me from devouring my Biggie meal. Sweet fast-food delight.
***
Honey and Clover is really heartbreaking. It's friendship-centric, but more so, it's about unrequited love in all possible form and manner. And whichever way you look at it, unrequited love is always sad. But I enjoy watching it though and I would want to see the live-action. I love Morita and Yamada.
For the heck of it
(Sunday, November 19, 2006)
I haven't written here for the longest time. Oh wait, scratch that. I haven't written
anything for the longest time.
***
After a month on the job, I've formulated quite wordy opinions about the work I do. Although, I'm purposely trying to keep my thoughts mum for the sake of sanity, I'm just going to let some things slip out because I'm in such a "schizometric" mood today.
This is just something I do to earn some cash (not much, mind you). I'm looking at ways to make a career out of this, but the trouble is I really can't see one. Not on a long-term basis and not on serious terms. By job description I'm supposed to be a writer, but there's very little writing involved here. Sir Nick Joaquin says there's no such thing as a hack writing job, so I guess that makes me the hack writer he's talking about. And to fuel all the confusion, there's also its deceitful nature which mocks my training and institutions. I know they're simply running a business here, but I can't help find it a bit absurd. And I'm part of it all---the corporate-commercial bandwagon. Then I go find out how "showbizly" and socially inept I am. Until this job, I've never realized I'm that unfriendly and silent to the point of being a wallflower.
But I'm sticking with this as long as I can, mainly because I need a job. And honestly speaking, I don't know what to do next. I'm confused as to what I even want now. If this just a phase, a life transition, I really want it to be over soon.
