Ramblings of an overworked freak

All work and no blog makes a freak dumb.

 

MONDAY

Still smiling, mood still up...

TUESDAY

Still up, mood swings a bit to "get off my path"...

WEDNESDAY

Plateaus...Neither good nor bad...

THURSDAY

Starts to frown, mood not improving. Rough time ahead...

FRIDAY

Mood at crucial point, almost bursting from stress. Get out if you still can...

SATURDAY AND SUNDAY

Recharging...

... This is a week for me in a nutshell.

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PRODUCTIVE SUNDAY

Sundays are usually slow days. But last Sunday (August 21, 2005) was different.

Camille, my younger sister, shook me out of Snore-ville early to tell me that the aircon cleaner is waiting outside my pad. Darn! Talk about wrong timing.

Anyway, get up from the sack I did. Because I need to. Not because I want to.

So while waiting for the cleaners to finish tidying up my precious aircon, which, by the way, had not felt the stroke of a rag for a year, I decided to read this email about Susan Roces's "proposed" cabinet. A hilarious read it was, by the way.

After 60 minutes, 20 muddy footprints, and countless sighs, the manongs finished cleaning my ultimate sleeping companion. My pad was a big mess thereafter. Groan! 

So I did the sensible thing: take out my Magic Sing and sing my blues away. After what seems like an extended concert, I felt hunger overpower the performer in me. So I scrounged for glorious edibles. Bummer, my ref only has snacks in it. Hmm...

You know the advantege of living away but near your parent's house? It's this: you get to have a haven when you need an emergency comfort food fix. And that's what I just did after hearing my stomach groan. Off I went.

I ate. Ate lots more. Ate again. My gut swelled to bursting proportions. But I felt so content. And happy. And full. Belch! Burp! E-yow!

After that meal, I stayed a while to play with Bianca. She likes being thrown to the air. So I threw her 'til my arms ache like hell.

How time flew while we were playing. Before I knew it, I hardly have enough time left to clean up the mess that was my pad. So zoom to my pad I did.

Equipped with a broom and a rag, I toiled that afternoon, determined to wipe all the grime that's been sitting there for months.

At 8:00 p.m., my skin was already red. I think I'm allergic to dust. It was a good thing that half the dust on my pad was in the bin already, otherwise you wouldn't like the picture.

Exhausted, with my arms and finger aching, I lay on my bed, then took a shower, then watched TV. Ahh, I'm in heaven finally.

Had a good sleep that night. Well, who wouldn't be?

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I woke up very early today (6:30 a.m. is very early for me) not because I wanted to, but because my body can no longer take another session with the sack.

Because I woke up very early, I struggled to think of ways to spend my morning. A number of ideas popped out: to have breakfast at a popular fastfood chain (nah, I'm in no mood to have pancakes for breakfast); to clean my pad (crap, I'm too lazy these days); to visit my mom and have a sample of her morning delight (that sounded good!).

So I opted to walk for several blocks to visit my mom and request for a hearty breakfast.

On my way, I was greeted by the early morning sun and it felt good for it isn't that hot. I was used to my normal dose of 9:30 a.m. sun that is not as skin-friendly as this.

Towards the gate of our humble home, I saw Mama having an early chat with my aunt. How I missed my mom and aunt. By the way, this particular aunt raised me. So if I've been the bad boy that I am, blame it on her. (Joke) Nah, blame me. She's actually the coolest aunt there is. (I love you, Auntie Ila--although I doubt if she'd get to read this.)

Told my mom that I was starving so she quickly bade my aunt goodbye to hit the kitchen. Ang lakas ko, 'no? Hehehe

Mama fried sausages and fried eggs (Mama knows I like 'em scrambled); after that, she prepared another breakfast regular: fried rice. Yummy!

While she was cooking, I went to Bianca's room and found her still deep in sleep. So I slept beside her while waiting for my breakfast treat. Held Bianca's hand while I try to catch some zzzs. Holding her hand must have awaken the playful tot in her because in just a few minutes, Bianca was up and about, ready to perform some mischief.

We played the whole time I was waiting. That was such a fun morning.      

30 minutes passed and breakfast was ready. How my stomach grumbled. While I was eating, Bianca was running around the kitchen, the sala, and her room. From time to time, I would get here to eat some scrambled eggs, which she would just stuff in her mouth.

Mama was eating, too. Papa was still in lala-land. We talked about a lot of things while eating: Bianca'e new antics, Kuya Den's plan of going back for good, etc.

When breakfast was through, I checked the clock and decided to go back to my pad to prepare for work.

Of course, I had to bid farewell to Bianca and Mama with a kiss.

No morning can be better.

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How to help our country

Based on the book entitled, “TWELVE (12) LITTLE THINGS EVERY FILIPINO CAN DO TO HELP OUR COUNTRY”

 

 

 1. Follow traffic rules. Why is this the most important? Traffic rules are the simplest of our laws. If we learn to follow them, it will be the lowest form of national discipline which we can develop. Since it is totally without monetary cost, it should be easy for us to comply with, and therefore should provide a good start.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

2. Whenever you buy or pay for anything, always ask for an official receipt. If a seller does not issue an official receipt when you buy a product, the seller may or may not remit the tax to the government. Without an O.R. there is no record of the sale transaction, and the tax that you already paid may not be remitted to the BIR. 

 

3. Do not buy smuggled goods. Buy local, buy Filipino. It may not be good economics to buy 100 percent local products. What we suggest is for us to take a “50-50” buying attitude. This means that we must develop the attitude of using 50 percent of our budget for local products and the other 50 percent for imported choices.  

4. When you talk to others, especially foreigners, speak positively of our race and our country. This is best addressed to the rich and the middle class in our country, who have contact with the outside world. It is they who talk to, dine or deal with foreigners either here or abroad. It is what they say and do which creates impressions about us among foreigners.  

5. Respect your traffic officer, policeman, soldier and other public servants. There is nothing like to power of respect. It makes a person proud. It makes one feel honorable. At the same time, courtesy to others is good manners. It is class and elegance and kindness. It is seeing the value and dignity in the other man. It is, in fact, a mark of a most profound education.  

6. Do not litter. Dispose your garbage properly. Segregate. Recycle. Conserve.  

7. Support your church.  

8. During elections, do your solemn duty. Honesty, more than a masteral or doctorate degree, is what gives credibility. And credibility is essential because it is a leader’s link to the people. It is what makes the people look to one direction, follow a common vision, and perform a uniform act. In short, credibility is what makes people follow the leader.  

9. Pay your employees well. No exercise is better for the human heart than to reach down and lift someone else up. This truly defines a successful life. For success is the sum, not of our earthly possession, bit of how many times we have shown love and kindness to others. 

10. Pay your taxes. In 2003, P83 billion was collected form individual income taxes. But 91 percent of this amount came from the government and private sector, people who had no choice since their income taxes were withheld mandatorily. Only P7 billion of the P83 billion came from business and professionals like doctors, lawyers, accountants and architects, among others.  

11. Adopt a scholar or adopt a poor child. You can make a difference in the future of our country by making a difference in the world of children.  

12. Be a good parent. Teach your kids to follow the law and to love your country. Today’s children will someday rule and lead this world. But whether they will be bad rulers or good leaders will depend largely on how we raise them today. Our future is in the hearts and minds of the children. 

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Randy

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.

Randy is a male or female given name. Randy derives from the male name Randall or Randolph, meaning Wolf with a shield, or from the female name Miranda meaning admirable, wonderful, or miraculous.

The name is common in the United States, but is rare in the United Kingdom where it could be embarrassing - the word is a British English slang term equivalent to the American word "horny". For Example: Randy, though ashamed, felt very randy when he saw Austin.

Also: The use of the word "randy" has been used in the comedy Austin Powers, a parody of the famous series of spy movies of James Bond, a british spy working for the MI6, a covert intelligence organization.

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