Nap Time Rocks!

I’ll be right back whenever that will be. like some of my fellow bloggers, the evils of being a corporate slave will sooner or later catch up with us. (hehe kidding, i like my job. i just don’t like being tied to my desk now).

There are just a lot of things going on now that require my full attention. Hope you’ll all still be there when I get back

In the meantime, pang-R-18 ka nga ba? Can You Take The Heat? It’s the hottest sensation to hit the town! The varying chilli-intensity of R-18 Xtreme Snacks will surely test your threshold for spiciness. Find out by yourself or with your friends! *wink wink*

(Now in supermarkets nationwide. Only available in the Philippines. Watch out for newer and hotter flavors this 2008!)

here’s a speech from business mogul John Gokongwei delivered during the opening of the 20th Philippine Advertising Congress in Subic. i’ve got to admit, it almost had me in tears towards the end. i work for this guy, you know, and i just can’t help but feel a lot of sentiment about how my job now is such a small thing compared to what he started. and yet, we are part of the team that keeps the business running today. in his own words,

“I am 81 today. But I do not forget the little boy that I was in the in Cebu. I still believe in family. I still want to make good. I still don’t mind going up against those older and better than me. I still believe hard work will not fail me. And I still believe in people willing to think the same way… You can if you really tried. I did.

As a boy, I sold peanuts from my backyard. Today, I sell snacks to the world.”

i’m sharing his speech, and hope you find time to read it. believe me, it’s very entertaining and educational (more…)

mood: temporarily sad *sniff*
music: love sonnet XXXI as read by Julia Roberts and Andy Garcia
if I only could: turn back time

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i felt like grinning in such irony, sitting in the middle of a boring meeting, in one of those feel-important, let’s-save-the-world-and-profit-at-the-same-time, your-inputs-are-highly-appreciated kind of meetings, planning how to feed the world more cavities and malnutrition pretending that this was as serious as stopping the world from going into a nuclear war.

i inwardly laughed at how serious the presenter was in tackling the issue of declining market shares and how to ruthlessly win back lost territory with strategies that would surely make the enemy go into meltdown. and this is a war that is never going to be fought in any desolate region on the face of the earth, but in every household with a TV, in the supermarket, and on the roads where billboards are sprouting up like weed.

It was a biting wit that refused to let go of me; in the past couple of months it has been creeping into my consciousness until I couldn’t ignore it anymore. This was not my dream. This was not what I signed up for. Don’t get me wrong, I do like my job. but the significance of it has entirely been lost on me. im still trying to figure out where I will be able to find that worth.

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fact #1: problems are directly proportional to a person’s age. The older you get, the more complicated they become.

fact #2: men can’t multi-task.

fact #3: they’re better left alone (refer to fact #2) when busy.

in other news,

i am bored with my work. i have now reached the point where i deliberately wake up late in the morning and take my time before leaving for the office, i go through the motions of my job, and i find no meaning whatsoever to what im doing. i am now convinced that this is not just a phase, and it’s about time i move on from this crystal shop.

though i think paulo coelho is mostly all figurative and is not the “what you see is what you get” type and im not a big fan, i would agree with him this time that we are all destined for something great. but getting from point A to point B isn’t always a straight line. there are crystal shops, meadows to be comfortable in, and market places to be busy in — not necessarily your destiny.

something in today’s sermon challenged the bored me. there’s something great out there for me, i know it. i’m assured of it. no less than the Creator of the universe guarrantees me of my destiny. but—

yes, there’s a but. there’s always a but. and it’s up to me to follow those conditions. question is, am i ready? do i still think im unworthy of anything great? am i letting fears and selfishness hold me down? do i still have doubts that it will all be worth it?

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as for my previous post about the friend, we’ve seen each other since that depressed entry. i had the heart to forgive him after all.

damn i dont know why i love you so much.

i cant possibly work for the rest of my life can i?

sometimes the only way out is to think your way out. but there’s also such a thing as thinking too much. even when your reasons are all just crap, you keep ending up where you are in the first place — the job you started with and have grown to love.

but can i stay with you for the longest of time? i think not. i’ll quit someday. you’ll see. my world doesn’t revolve around you. you’ll see i don’t love you that much. someday i’ll tell myself that and finally have the courage to quit.

if i used to recoil at the thought of being a workaholic, then im really eating my own crap right now. i no longer distinguish between my work life and social life. haha. where the hell are my friends?

i’ll quit one of these days, and find my one true love. and i hope it will never be too late.