Watching my head roll off my shoulders
Maybe I'm bored, maybe I'm just tired of getting all of these bulletin messages on hoaxes and friendster shutdown BS, maybe it is easier to reach out to our friends, but what's the difference between friendster's "bulletin board" and "email". Email has always been there, yet we neglect the similarities that it relates with friendster. Emailing probably lacks time efficiency. I know this is pointless, but it is just a topic other than 'friendster shutdown', 'rohypnol/gesterex', 'quote of the day', god forbid 'clubbing advertisements'...oh and now, we're getting spammed by absolute strangers advertising information we get spammed through email. i must say the internet of stages from Aol 3.0 Pinoypinay chatrooms, AsianAvenue, Findapix.com, Xanga/Blogger/Livejournal, and now Friendster/Ringo/etc. must be thrilling to see the changes that we all may encounter. I know the internet keeps most of us from boredom, but we all need some outlet to the world. Is this possibly my outlet? My way to escape the unrealities of life is by getting myself back in tune with life. I get up in the morning, I get dressed and I go to work. I earn money, and I enjoy doing it.
Telling me everyday, in her own simple and maybe complex wording, I am appreciated. I am worth the world that drills robotic rituals into minds of incompetence.
Thursday, September 25, 2003
Monday, September 22, 2003
Rotating my head because when I do, my neck cracks like WHOA!
How did the toilet god treat you Ulo-boy? Ha! Lately, I've been waking up later than usual mainly because I've been staying out late. No more! I can't be coming into work at 9:59am with my boss, Liz, looking me in the eye and saying "Good Morning, Joey." I can't have that. Yes, I am being sarcastic, so shut your hole.
Famous Embarrassing Phrases - location: Multicultural Center, SJSU - when: Cabinet Meeting 2002 - quote: "Dude, Ted, I am black from the waist down." I suddenly realize that in the next room is African American Commencement. There goes me running out the back door while Ted is rolling on the ground laughing.
At work, I'm neutral between the two parties that engulf the working environment. There's Jeremy & Cesar, the two caucasian and white-washed latino (I think), who have been working at (S) for many months now, the laid back types that lack the motivation to go by the rules and most of the time rely on others to do THEIR work, and then there is Ron, the token black guy (there goes my sarcasm again), that has been working with (S) for a month, thinks he's the boss, friendly fellow, dislikes Jeremy (especially). When I work with Jeremy, he tends to help, but in a rush type, which hurts my body because I pace myself. Then there is Cesar who is dedicated to his job, knows what's up, and gives a welcoming AND helping hand without even asking. Ron does his best to take the easy loads while others do the hard stuff, expects help from others, while at the same time only helping those that are worth his time.
In other words, he helps Jeremy never, Cesar seldom, and me whenever I ask for it, but with limited efforts. I'm stuck. I don't know who to model my own work style with. I don't like Jeremy's attitude toward the work, BUT he gets his stuff done. Cesar? Nothing to say about him, I just feel in the middle between Jeremy and Ron. The first week of work, they gave me their sides on their opposition. Confusing. They're both idiotic co-workers, but hey, they're good people with their own styles.
Pet Peeve...people that don't signal when turning...more later.
note: I do what I do in my relationship because it makes me feel like I'm a good boyfriend. Am I? Duh! 9+ months and still counting.
How did the toilet god treat you Ulo-boy? Ha! Lately, I've been waking up later than usual mainly because I've been staying out late. No more! I can't be coming into work at 9:59am with my boss, Liz, looking me in the eye and saying "Good Morning, Joey." I can't have that. Yes, I am being sarcastic, so shut your hole.
Famous Embarrassing Phrases - location: Multicultural Center, SJSU - when: Cabinet Meeting 2002 - quote: "Dude, Ted, I am black from the waist down." I suddenly realize that in the next room is African American Commencement. There goes me running out the back door while Ted is rolling on the ground laughing.
At work, I'm neutral between the two parties that engulf the working environment. There's Jeremy & Cesar, the two caucasian and white-washed latino (I think), who have been working at (S) for many months now, the laid back types that lack the motivation to go by the rules and most of the time rely on others to do THEIR work, and then there is Ron, the token black guy (there goes my sarcasm again), that has been working with (S) for a month, thinks he's the boss, friendly fellow, dislikes Jeremy (especially). When I work with Jeremy, he tends to help, but in a rush type, which hurts my body because I pace myself. Then there is Cesar who is dedicated to his job, knows what's up, and gives a welcoming AND helping hand without even asking. Ron does his best to take the easy loads while others do the hard stuff, expects help from others, while at the same time only helping those that are worth his time.
In other words, he helps Jeremy never, Cesar seldom, and me whenever I ask for it, but with limited efforts. I'm stuck. I don't know who to model my own work style with. I don't like Jeremy's attitude toward the work, BUT he gets his stuff done. Cesar? Nothing to say about him, I just feel in the middle between Jeremy and Ron. The first week of work, they gave me their sides on their opposition. Confusing. They're both idiotic co-workers, but hey, they're good people with their own styles.
Pet Peeve...people that don't signal when turning...more later.
note: I do what I do in my relationship because it makes me feel like I'm a good boyfriend. Am I? Duh! 9+ months and still counting.
Friday, September 19, 2003
Stretching my back due to out of shape body movements
The past few days have been really and eye opener for me, not to mention some intense emotions that soar over most. Last Tuesday, I went to go pick up my Aivy. We talked and had our well-known dialogues that result into a wonderful hug. As I drove through the East Bay streets, I jumped onto the 84 on our way to Palo Alto. I took my Aivy out to Peninsula Creamery for a milkshake/dinner. This restaurant is one of our favorites. We even took our favorite boy toy, Paulo, to eat with us one time. Since it happened to be my day-off time, my Aivy slept over and held me tightly. -sigh-
On Wednesday, we woke up late, but we didn't have some intimate alone time. We decided to get off our butts and go to Lush. I took her to Lush and drove around my part of the city that I work. Yes! I know Downtown SF now. More later, I'm going to eat dinner...
The greatest feeling leaped into my lap last night when I dropped off my Aivy's burrito from La Victoria. The incredible feeling that is completely mutual that her and I are so very happy together. We looked into each other's eyes and saw the person we could spend the rest of our lives with. -sigh-
I lost my inspiration to write because the food made me a big tired. I guess all I can say is, Happy Birthday Paulo and Tediocarm. And you are both welcome for yesterday's treats, especially Barrelman Production's intern, Vesper. I hope you liked your steak. Anyway, I'm off to go play NHL2003 Season. I got work in the morning.
Note: People! Stop handing cigarettes to Aivy! That's all I ask.
The past few days have been really and eye opener for me, not to mention some intense emotions that soar over most. Last Tuesday, I went to go pick up my Aivy. We talked and had our well-known dialogues that result into a wonderful hug. As I drove through the East Bay streets, I jumped onto the 84 on our way to Palo Alto. I took my Aivy out to Peninsula Creamery for a milkshake/dinner. This restaurant is one of our favorites. We even took our favorite boy toy, Paulo, to eat with us one time. Since it happened to be my day-off time, my Aivy slept over and held me tightly. -sigh-
On Wednesday, we woke up late, but we didn't have some intimate alone time. We decided to get off our butts and go to Lush. I took her to Lush and drove around my part of the city that I work. Yes! I know Downtown SF now. More later, I'm going to eat dinner...
The greatest feeling leaped into my lap last night when I dropped off my Aivy's burrito from La Victoria. The incredible feeling that is completely mutual that her and I are so very happy together. We looked into each other's eyes and saw the person we could spend the rest of our lives with. -sigh-
I lost my inspiration to write because the food made me a big tired. I guess all I can say is, Happy Birthday Paulo and Tediocarm. And you are both welcome for yesterday's treats, especially Barrelman Production's intern, Vesper. I hope you liked your steak. Anyway, I'm off to go play NHL2003 Season. I got work in the morning.
Note: People! Stop handing cigarettes to Aivy! That's all I ask.
Thursday, September 18, 2003
Saturday, September 13, 2003
Can't you see that Josh G. is sleeping. Come back another day. I'll be in my big (S) van hauling myself up and down the streets of San Francisco. Damn you woman on Steiner street. Cute baby that she had. But, damn lady, you are a pain. Why must you put your child through such torment. Did I mention the beautiful little girl that she had chewing on a frozen corn can. There you go...complaining woman letting her child's gums go bad by letting her chew on an aluminum can. What is the world coming to! Good Lord Almighty. My fingers, my hands, my back, my shoulder blades, my shoulders, my feet, my legs, my knees - all of these hurt.
Thank you for coming to see me Aivy. Dinner was great, and dessert was even better. Sorry you had to rush to work. Keep up the good 'glow'.
Thank you for coming to see me Aivy. Dinner was great, and dessert was even better. Sorry you had to rush to work. Keep up the good 'glow'.
Friday, September 12, 2003
Wondering why I can't keep my eyes open
Today could be put together in one word, but come on, I can't put it in one word. This is how it goes. All through the home I reside, I get a ring from my grey little ringer bell, also known as Charleston. Awakening from a good night sleep at 4-am is too much to say but rude. The only people that I would happily accept a call at this time of night is Aivy, my family, and myself. <^>O_o<^> Luckily, I was able to sleep through the text message that came along not too long after. Of course I was concerned if my Aivy was ok, but you know what, something miraculously would have happened if something happened. I woke up to a call from (S), at around 815-am. They wanted to remind me that I was working today. Well, duh! I know when I'm working. You give me a date and time when I'm supposed to work, I'll be there. Funny how I was the complete opposite at my old job in San Jose.
This is why my eyes are slowly drooping. I clocked in at 10am and clocked out at 10pm. Yes, 12-hour shift. Oh well! My back hurts, my eyes are going down, and I'm out and about.
Yesterday I received a facial. Pretty new if you ask me. My face was extremely 'clean' I guess. Feeling my skin and my face was like I received a new one completely. I love you Aivy. You open up new doors for me. Time for me to open up doors for you. Here is the key to my heart, I'm yours for as long as you want me. Mine!
Today could be put together in one word, but come on, I can't put it in one word. This is how it goes. All through the home I reside, I get a ring from my grey little ringer bell, also known as Charleston. Awakening from a good night sleep at 4-am is too much to say but rude. The only people that I would happily accept a call at this time of night is Aivy, my family, and myself. <^>O_o<^> Luckily, I was able to sleep through the text message that came along not too long after. Of course I was concerned if my Aivy was ok, but you know what, something miraculously would have happened if something happened. I woke up to a call from (S), at around 815-am. They wanted to remind me that I was working today. Well, duh! I know when I'm working. You give me a date and time when I'm supposed to work, I'll be there. Funny how I was the complete opposite at my old job in San Jose.
This is why my eyes are slowly drooping. I clocked in at 10am and clocked out at 10pm. Yes, 12-hour shift. Oh well! My back hurts, my eyes are going down, and I'm out and about.
Yesterday I received a facial. Pretty new if you ask me. My face was extremely 'clean' I guess. Feeling my skin and my face was like I received a new one completely. I love you Aivy. You open up new doors for me. Time for me to open up doors for you. Here is the key to my heart, I'm yours for as long as you want me. Mine!
Wednesday, September 10, 2003
Rent - I'll Cover You
Yesterday, such a complete waste if i stayed home. Aivy, her cousin, and I went to Napa Valley to go visit some of the wineries around there. The best part for some alcohol fanatics out there would be the ability to drink and drive, but being out there it's formly known as wine taste jumping. We started out at Beaulieu. The best part is the complimentary tasting because Aivy's cousin, Phillip, is a wine expert that works at a casual restaurant in Downtown Disney. If I drank at all those different wineries, my first pay check would be spend and my total would be zero once again. After Beaulieu, we went to some other places where Aivy and I were stranded by Phillip. We went on a 1-hour tour of one of the wineries, learning how wine is picked, fermented, and aged. Next, we ate a 'cultured' restaurant, Pinot Blanc, where the meaning of the menu wasn't the only questions that were asked toward our tour guide, Phillip. The last drink I had over at Raymond, about four thirty, was the killer. I walked calmly to the restaurant to pray to the toilet god. blah!
The last winery that we went to was Domaine Caneros. Beautiful! It is like the chateau that Fox 2 used for Joe Millionaire. So many stairs, such lack of energy that I had. After all this, I slept peacefully, yet loudly in the car ride home. The greatest surprise was the LCD screen in the van. Aivy and I watched Garfield in Paradise, Peanuts Snoopy Gets Married, and the Peanuts 20 year Anniversary, I think that's what it is. We arrived in Hayward and went to go eat. Yummy Westlake. Thumbs up Bebeh. My bebeh and I spent the evening 'watching' television and 'reading' a book on Alcatraz.
Note: Joey, you've lived in SF for 24 years and you've never been to Alcatraz.
Yesterday, such a complete waste if i stayed home. Aivy, her cousin, and I went to Napa Valley to go visit some of the wineries around there. The best part for some alcohol fanatics out there would be the ability to drink and drive, but being out there it's formly known as wine taste jumping. We started out at Beaulieu. The best part is the complimentary tasting because Aivy's cousin, Phillip, is a wine expert that works at a casual restaurant in Downtown Disney. If I drank at all those different wineries, my first pay check would be spend and my total would be zero once again. After Beaulieu, we went to some other places where Aivy and I were stranded by Phillip. We went on a 1-hour tour of one of the wineries, learning how wine is picked, fermented, and aged. Next, we ate a 'cultured' restaurant, Pinot Blanc, where the meaning of the menu wasn't the only questions that were asked toward our tour guide, Phillip. The last drink I had over at Raymond, about four thirty, was the killer. I walked calmly to the restaurant to pray to the toilet god. blah!
The last winery that we went to was Domaine Caneros. Beautiful! It is like the chateau that Fox 2 used for Joe Millionaire. So many stairs, such lack of energy that I had. After all this, I slept peacefully, yet loudly in the car ride home. The greatest surprise was the LCD screen in the van. Aivy and I watched Garfield in Paradise, Peanuts Snoopy Gets Married, and the Peanuts 20 year Anniversary, I think that's what it is. We arrived in Hayward and went to go eat. Yummy Westlake. Thumbs up Bebeh. My bebeh and I spent the evening 'watching' television and 'reading' a book on Alcatraz.
Note: Joey, you've lived in SF for 24 years and you've never been to Alcatraz.
Sunday, September 07, 2003
Composing 'joeybored.flp' on Fruityloops
once again I went through the fires of 'hell', or in other words, I was in Los Angeles listening to the helicopters soar through the sky with their spotlight looking for an escaped convict, or just trying to get a good reel for Cops. The world is completely different between the three centers of the United States - San Francisco, Los Angeles, and New York City. A city I love, a city I hate, and a city that I'm uncertain if I love or hate. To recall my views on Los Angeles, search my Sunday, May 18, 2003 entry.
Work...eh! I am so exhausted when I get home from work. As any other job, the beginning is going to bring you to your knees and drag you by your ankles wishing to the Almighty One, please, help me! Plus, this morning I was cursed by the unknown. I had cars cutting me off, and some car nearly ran into my truck thinking that the color of red at a stop light meant go faster. This is for all of you drivers that speed up on a yellow, is it worth the consequences that there's a possible endangerment. If you're going to run a yellow, don't accelerate, just roll through covering the brake. To all those bad drivers, defining what a bad driver has so many categories. Let's just say that no one is perfect. Either being the cause of an accident or being a victim of an accident puts you in the situation still. If you're a victim, don't believe that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, just stay alert. ha! I'm going off on a tangent.
Work...eh! They lag so much that I'm trying to improve my workmanship there, but they keep lagging. Geez! Just give me a promotion to become an IT Technician I. I'm sure I'll know what I'm doing. Work sucks, but hey, the pay is good, the people are great, the hours just suck. I work 4-days a week at 10 hours a day. Geez! I guess that's their definition of fulltime. Ahhhhh! I actually yell out loud in my car on the way home nowadays. Ahhhhh! I'm going to bed because I have work in the morning again. PLUS, my weekends are tuesday, wednesday, thursday now. Ahhhhh!
once again I went through the fires of 'hell', or in other words, I was in Los Angeles listening to the helicopters soar through the sky with their spotlight looking for an escaped convict, or just trying to get a good reel for Cops. The world is completely different between the three centers of the United States - San Francisco, Los Angeles, and New York City. A city I love, a city I hate, and a city that I'm uncertain if I love or hate. To recall my views on Los Angeles, search my Sunday, May 18, 2003 entry.
Work...eh! I am so exhausted when I get home from work. As any other job, the beginning is going to bring you to your knees and drag you by your ankles wishing to the Almighty One, please, help me! Plus, this morning I was cursed by the unknown. I had cars cutting me off, and some car nearly ran into my truck thinking that the color of red at a stop light meant go faster. This is for all of you drivers that speed up on a yellow, is it worth the consequences that there's a possible endangerment. If you're going to run a yellow, don't accelerate, just roll through covering the brake. To all those bad drivers, defining what a bad driver has so many categories. Let's just say that no one is perfect. Either being the cause of an accident or being a victim of an accident puts you in the situation still. If you're a victim, don't believe that you were in the wrong place at the wrong time, just stay alert. ha! I'm going off on a tangent.
Work...eh! They lag so much that I'm trying to improve my workmanship there, but they keep lagging. Geez! Just give me a promotion to become an IT Technician I. I'm sure I'll know what I'm doing. Work sucks, but hey, the pay is good, the people are great, the hours just suck. I work 4-days a week at 10 hours a day. Geez! I guess that's their definition of fulltime. Ahhhhh! I actually yell out loud in my car on the way home nowadays. Ahhhhh! I'm going to bed because I have work in the morning again. PLUS, my weekends are tuesday, wednesday, thursday now. Ahhhhh!
Wednesday, September 03, 2003
Contemplating about past life while listening to Shai - I Don' t Want To Be Alone
Strange how I read lives that I know and once knew and believe that anything can happen. The difference between my life and lives past is crazy to think that I'm lucky to be here on this planet. Many times have I gotten into certain predicaments when my life was on the line. I always thanked Him for watching over me. Is he really looking over all these people on this earth? Maybe it was the prayers that my family, or friends that kept my safety going. When in the negative state of mind, we always ask ourselves when it will be our time to go into the beyond. We also tend to ask why it was them, and not me. The unstable state of life that we long to know will never be defined. Is there time to mourn, is there time to celebrate, is there enough to time to find a love that will last forever, and if so, will we have the patience to experience the negative effects of each.
Ves - hearing from others, i know i haven't seen you, but it is good to see you are alright. never underestimate the life you give to others. even though you don't know what people think, just know that someone is wishing for your safety.
Strange how I read lives that I know and once knew and believe that anything can happen. The difference between my life and lives past is crazy to think that I'm lucky to be here on this planet. Many times have I gotten into certain predicaments when my life was on the line. I always thanked Him for watching over me. Is he really looking over all these people on this earth? Maybe it was the prayers that my family, or friends that kept my safety going. When in the negative state of mind, we always ask ourselves when it will be our time to go into the beyond. We also tend to ask why it was them, and not me. The unstable state of life that we long to know will never be defined. Is there time to mourn, is there time to celebrate, is there enough to time to find a love that will last forever, and if so, will we have the patience to experience the negative effects of each.
Ves - hearing from others, i know i haven't seen you, but it is good to see you are alright. never underestimate the life you give to others. even though you don't know what people think, just know that someone is wishing for your safety.
Listening to the clicking of keyboard keys as I look at my personal finances
From this, I smile. I look at myself in the mirror and I see eyes staring back at me.
"Who are you?" As I look questioned into the reflection of myself.
"The past has caught up with you, and you must make a decision", the reflection says.
"What do you mean?" I say.
"The world has finally take toll of what humanity has brought themselves", it says.
"That is where you are wrong. Taking and accepting what we did and adapted and evolved ourselves into, the purity of this society is long gone. Living is just a minor necessity in our so-called lives. The greed and self-mutilation has affected eternal lifestyle. Wanting and needing and taking and giving, it's all part of the daily cycle that we call employment. Wake up, do the normal rituals before work, get into our car, go to work. Do our work, clock out, go home. Next day, same routine. This I say over and over, robots we are becoming when we separate the lack mind of, and the soul believers of." The words came out so smoothly, yet the image seemed discontent. It seemed to want more, more words, more intelligence, more knowledge of the human mind.
"Continue."
The single word just baffled my thought and looked with a blank face. Closing my eyes, chin down, hands on the sides of the sink, and finally taking a deep breath with a loud sigh. Opening my tired eyes, an image that I have not seen before. It was meaningful and seemed to grasp a sense of happiness.
"You don't need more", I said. "The knowledge of ignorance and limited knowledge of the world is a precious gift."
It nods.
After a week of carefully training behind a wheel, close watch of every prompt I do, it was kind of tense. I knew I wasn't getting graded, I wasn't in school, I was just trying to do the best I can. It was my job. Under a week later, I'm running through yellow lights, dodging cars, and what not...why? I have to deliver each package on time. I get paid to do my job, with great courtesy, and quality. Yet, I don't see a change on how it's making my life better. I've been living to long into the religious aspect. I'm not saying I'll give up on it, I don't know what I'm really saying. I guess I'm just tired of being a robot. Why must we go to school? Why must we listen to what others tell us? My life has answered those questions with a blur. I don't listen to anyone, most of the time. Well, I don't DO what they say, but I will listen. The orange juice is running low, and my back seems to need some rest from today's robotic full shift. I leave you all with this thought. What does the dialogue above mean? Good night.
From this, I smile. I look at myself in the mirror and I see eyes staring back at me.
"Who are you?" As I look questioned into the reflection of myself.
"The past has caught up with you, and you must make a decision", the reflection says.
"What do you mean?" I say.
"The world has finally take toll of what humanity has brought themselves", it says.
"That is where you are wrong. Taking and accepting what we did and adapted and evolved ourselves into, the purity of this society is long gone. Living is just a minor necessity in our so-called lives. The greed and self-mutilation has affected eternal lifestyle. Wanting and needing and taking and giving, it's all part of the daily cycle that we call employment. Wake up, do the normal rituals before work, get into our car, go to work. Do our work, clock out, go home. Next day, same routine. This I say over and over, robots we are becoming when we separate the lack mind of, and the soul believers of." The words came out so smoothly, yet the image seemed discontent. It seemed to want more, more words, more intelligence, more knowledge of the human mind.
"Continue."
The single word just baffled my thought and looked with a blank face. Closing my eyes, chin down, hands on the sides of the sink, and finally taking a deep breath with a loud sigh. Opening my tired eyes, an image that I have not seen before. It was meaningful and seemed to grasp a sense of happiness.
"You don't need more", I said. "The knowledge of ignorance and limited knowledge of the world is a precious gift."
It nods.
After a week of carefully training behind a wheel, close watch of every prompt I do, it was kind of tense. I knew I wasn't getting graded, I wasn't in school, I was just trying to do the best I can. It was my job. Under a week later, I'm running through yellow lights, dodging cars, and what not...why? I have to deliver each package on time. I get paid to do my job, with great courtesy, and quality. Yet, I don't see a change on how it's making my life better. I've been living to long into the religious aspect. I'm not saying I'll give up on it, I don't know what I'm really saying. I guess I'm just tired of being a robot. Why must we go to school? Why must we listen to what others tell us? My life has answered those questions with a blur. I don't listen to anyone, most of the time. Well, I don't DO what they say, but I will listen. The orange juice is running low, and my back seems to need some rest from today's robotic full shift. I leave you all with this thought. What does the dialogue above mean? Good night.
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