Loan. I just can’t get it why I always get denied by big lending companies whenever I’d apply for a loan when I’m very much qualified; except maybe for the age.

I’m applying again, for plastics and monthly interest rates; and I’m tired of photocopying my ITR, payslips, IDs and COEs. Oh well, try and try until you die.

I want some travel internet marketing possibilities already!

I still cringe of putting the title as is. I still can’t believe I watched a Tagalog movie in a theater seating in Ayala for the first time (pun intended)… waaaaaa.

For the first time, I watched this movie in an Ayala cinema! To think this was on an opening day! wahahaha.

The last time I watched Filipino movies in a theater I can’t remember anymore. I still don’t have any plans of watching because of that colonial mentality already. But since I was just treated by a colleague (freebies!!!), I obliged. haha.

Girl hates guy, guy likes girl; they meet in Greece (faith?) because the boy is the owner of the place where the girl is staying. A short vacation, a short fling. Girl goes home, moves on with life; and the guy realizes he loves her. toinks.

I just don’t like the idea of that slo-mo effect whenever ‘kilig‘ scenes were being shown with the theme song being played over and over again, but I guess that’s a Filipino staple already when it comes to movie-making to satisfy the masses’ craving.

The backdrop and the place was good. It’s Greece.

I just wanted it to have more confrontations. I mean, it was already good that they built the story up with the two lovebirds. When the characters broke up, with the woman in an emotional breakdown, the reconciliation part was just cut too short. I think that’s one of the downsides.

The movie wasn’t that great, but it’s nice; I think. hehe. Maybe I’m just totally biased and I expected too much from it. Or it maybe because of the ending on why it came to be. Added to the fact that the cinema was full (on a weekday! and most people were broke) and we were left to seat on the front row (really front row) and tilt our heads up for the whole duration, we were seeing blown up sizes of the actors.

Anyway, watch it, you be the judge. hehe. For the first time. wahahahaha.

Right now, the only ID that I plan to get but I still can’t have is a driver’s license; and I don’t have any plans of getting it, yet. The last time I tried to go through some truck driving school I was met with dismay. I ran over a tree that was used to house the electricity in the compound that we stayed and I was all-white knowing that I crashed our pick-up truck and people were looking at me as if I’d gone insane. Anytime soon, I won’t be getting a license yet.

A colleague informed me that I need to plot my schedule properly so I won’t have a hard time with my current condition–> being disoriented. I don’t have any proper time in and time out that I sometimes become lax and lazy and downright stubborn.

I still reach my quota and meet the numbers, however, it’s my body clock which seems unsettled. I’m slowly being reduced to becoming a huge tub of lard even if I’m exaggerating things.

I was never like this though, I used to be organized; carefully planning the times I’d go to work, go home from work; my eating habits etc. But now, all seems a blur.

I’m supposed to come up with an active hobby already to make me stay focused in a single task but I’m delaying it because I’m still thinking about a lot of matters since I’ll busy of a planned ove I’m scheduling.

 Whichever comes first.

I just woke up and work is piling up. Haha, didn’t know it rhymed. Anyway, I feel so drained, to think that I have to go to the gym later just to use remaining number of days that I applied for. I’ll also be going out with a couple of colleagues who are attending a show at the hotel. Maybe I’ll buy some orovo super drink as a supplement to help me with my routine everyday.

enough said.

what a life this is.

I have a number stuff I want to sell. I’ve been able to purchase a few products from ebay already and it’s a nice feeling that you are able to get something that you’ve paid for mostly because of trust. We can never really tell how many deceiving people are out there in this online trading business. But we can also never really tell how many people are those with food intentions.

I easily get bored and burned out these days.

I practically live in the office, I only go home to do my necessities and change clothes; then I go back to work. It’s a good thing if I’m doing a lot of things that are productive, but NO.

This is not good, Ed.

I’m stressed out and I don’t think a vacation or an online travel marketing plan will work since I more or less go on a nature-trip every other weekend or so. I don’t like it that I complain a lot already.

Maybe I just need an inspiration. What/Where/Who is it then?

I came to work with my eyes being very obvious that I just woke up disoriented, again. It’s one of those days again where I have to muster all the muscles I have in my body just to be able to get up and prepare for another boring day at the office.

Maybe I should go to some drug treatment center just to have people give me the space I need to express myself better because nobody will stop me for I have the excuse. Like a drug treatment to sedate me from my usual effed up ways.

Sigh, it makes me realize how much time I’ve wasted already just being stagnant here. Even though I’m working a regular job (well, a semi-regular job since I work in the night shift), I have to make sure I’m able to update my school records because I’m way behind my batch mates. I’m actually pressured because I have to help around the house and I’m also planning to leave so I can be independent.

The next thing that comes to my mind is to look for online universities that would cater to my profile of being a busy bee. I hope I can find one soon so I won’t have to bother being stuck in the same territory doing the same work.

The current week is one of the episodes in my life I’d rather skip or just get over with, quick. Being a blabbermouth, I tend to enumerate to different people who ask me what happened which wears me out in between. Maybe I should find come duct tape to shut me up so I won’t have to explain. Let them wonder what’s going on. But I guess talking is just a way form me to release the tension.

I don’t have enough sleep (what’s new?) and I’m extremely exhausted because of the current state. I’m not productive and I have to catch up with too many work-related issues.

The good news for this week though is I got my 3rd payout because of blogging. However, the blog money that I earned (read here) for the past three months seems to have been used for emergency purposes. I’m glad at least that I have some extra dough but I need to save them up for schooling the coming semester. I feel I’m already driven to finish my studies whatever problem I may encounter, but I could be wrong.

“Living is easy with eyes closed” - j.lennon

I’ve been working in this industry for more than two years already and I can’t seem to find some savings in my accounts which depresses me in some points. Of course, there are some achievements, but sometimes things don’t go according to plan and you have to sacrifice something in order to gain another. One such thing is my schooling.

My colleagues are already thinking of getting some mba programs for them to apply and take; and to think that they already have at least a bachelor’s degree. I want to get a diploma already for formality’s sake. It’s hard especially with this country that you need to have at least a certificate that you graduated a four-year course before you get to be considered for a job.

If ever you get to visit Dumaguete, you’d have to drop by their famous Rizal Boulevard and just feel the scene of people walking by. It’s cheap and you don’t have to spend much.

A large chunk of growing up and adolescence was spent here during high school. I used to hang out (though not often) with my older brother’s classmates (and then my classmates) on booze and talk-filled nights after different school affairs that had required us to go home late. There were even times when we’d stay up all night because the multicab or bus that would bring us home has surpassed the time they would be available. I don’t know if they still have a curfew imposed for minors since there was a time when I just walked around and about the boulevard, minding my own business and looking for my brother. I wasn’t aware that there was a curfew at all that upon seeing my brother, he told me his friends were caught and were locked up. He was 17, I was 14.

Boulevard isn’t extravagant, but it’s with the simplicity of having different lights from various establishments and lamp posts illuminating the black landscape that makes the location a great place to hang out. Couple it with the cool breeze and great company, not to mention cheap food, you can’t help but just ponder on life and life again.

The beauty of Dumaguete… it’s as if everything is in slo-mo. You enjoy the situation, feeling  like a poet, even for just a moment.

Rizal Boulevard
Dumaguete City
Negros Oriental

(click for a somewhat larger view)

 
afternoon to night

 
boulevard!

drama pose

 
ah, the backdrop.

 
rolica.

 
Rizal Boulevard

 
tempura and cheap food for sale

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Because I got stranded when I woke up at the terminal and realized that the boat had already left me (read story here), I had the opportunity to see the Boulevard sunrise, which is good since I was able to capture some “okay” shots. At least, this is where I got the header for this site. The only problem is that I looked like a dufus trying to set the timer and positioning myself in front of the camera when there were a lot of people exercising and passing by. I wish I had somebody to take a good snapshot but then I didn’t want to ask some stranger to do so. hehe. It just felt weird having to stay in one position for 10 seconds when the coast is clear so I can take a good shot of me looking at the sun while praying that when I turn around, the camera is still there, untouched. hehe.

break of dawn

 
indigo

my header! haha

  
people passing by.

lamp post, Boulevard

 
motor, jog, cycle

work.