An exhausting week that was

It's been more than two weeks since I posted my last entry here. I've had a lot of topics that waited to be written. But heck, I have no time in the world to write them off.

I was supposed to write something about some educational and very interesting topics from an early primetime program on a local TV station. Yes, there's no other way to kill my time on a weekend night but to glue my eyes on boob tube while munching my favorite chocolate-coated almonds. (That's what you get when you don't have a cable at home--you get to stay tuned only between two channels, not minding how mediocre the programs are). Of course, your time is not totally wasted when you do learn something from it.

I had a shitload of work last week and will have more this week. I'm not good at stealing my time but not today as I've managed to post an entry at least. My exhausting experience last week consisted of:

1. A broken chair (It gave me a stiff neck and backache.)
2. Poor internet connection (Which resulted to a low productivity in my work.)
3. Lagging PC (It made my patience run out)
4. Adsense account disabled (The death of adsense is true to me. Care for condolences?)
5. Insomnia attack (I had to fight back my sleepiness during the daytime while at work. I'm already overdose with caffeine.)
6. Heavy rain for a week (The typhoon Milenyo was indeed a hassle.)
7. Lost Bowel Movement (It's a gross one but who's to blame me if my tummy would sometimes give up?)

This weekend I can't wait for another relaxing massage at the new spa near our place. I want to begin the day next week with a stress-free and rejuvenated kick off.

One thing that pisses me off today

Today just totally sucks!

I can see how impatient everyone is. Just to open a single site, it takes some lightyears away. I thought we'll rejoice with a very fast internet connection now that some of the PCs in the office are connected to a new Internet Service Provider. It doesn't make any improvement. Not even a little. I could have killed those liars behind the deceptive TV commercials who claimed that their service offers a smooth, fast internet access at a very affordable price.
Great. I bet snails are much faster than their internet transmission.

ANYONE CARES FOR A LITTLE CURSING ON THIS THING?

Merman found in Cebu, Philippines

This one was sent to my email yesterday and I couldn't help but share to everyone. It's up to you to believe if this sea creature really exists or is just another hoax made by some wacky folks.

Commemorating the 9/11 attack

September 11, 2001 was the day...

...when evil wrecked havoc to the most powerful country in the world.
...that showed terrorism is not just limited to a few barbaric areas of the world; it's just around.
...that proved terrorists could choose to kill anyone, anytime.
...when thousands of lives were claimed.
...that broke into pieces our false sense of security.
...when we witnessed how evil could inflict devastation simply through our own weakness.
...that forever changed our lives and the way we see the world.

Let us salute the people behind those heroic deeds who have saved innocent lives amidst the rubbles and debris from the wrecked twin towers, and for those families who have lost their loved ones from this condemnable terrorist outbreak.

Let's pray for peace not hostility, compassion not indifference, reconciliation not revenge, and love not war.

And we may learn our lesson from this incident.

Happy birthday Virgin Mary!

September 8 is Mother Mary's nativity.


Let's devote a little of our time for praying or hearing a mass today.
The birth of the Blessed Virgin Mary announced joy and the approaching salvation of a lost world. The one predestined to be the Mother of the Savior.

Beta trouble

Now that the Blogger Beta version is fully available and should be capitalized by every blogging freak (including me I supposed) on the planet, here I am fixing the holy mess from upgrading to beta version. Yes, I'm on beta right now but was forced to revert to classic template--my original template that is-- since changing to a beta version template was an outright ordeal for me. I had problems placing my banner ads again (if you can see I don't have just one, two or three ads on my site; it's ad invasion actually!).

I'm used to placing a banner's HTML code to the blog's main HTML file. It's kinda sweaty, I know (because I have to do some trial-and-error tests just to make sure I've placed them in the right spot). I absolutely have no idea with HTML programming, you know.

Oh well, maybe I just need to reconcile my self of beta's no-sweat customization, while still earning green bucks from my ad-infested blog! hihi

We're funny!

If money doesn't grow on trees then why do banks have branches?
Why does a round pizza come in a square box?
Why doesn't glue stick to its bottle?
Why do you still call it building when it's already built?
If it's true that we are here to help others, what are others here for?
If you aren't supposed to drink and drive why do bars have parking lots?

We are a bunch of people, living in a seriously funny world!

Ha-ha-ha of the day!

One day, a bus driver was offered a handful of peanuts by an old lady, which he gratefully munched up. The old lady repeatedly gave peanuts to the driver eight more times. But on the ninth time the driver asked the old lady why she didn't eat the peanuts herself. The old lady replied that it was not possible because she had no teeth. "Why then do you buy them?" the driver asked, puzzled. The old lady answered, "I just love the chocolate around them!"

A cup of love

I hate how coffee turns into addiction and how it keeps you up all night. How it burns and makes your heart beat fast. Especially how it makes you crave for its rich and sweet promises of grains, milk and sugar. Moments later, it puts you into a melancholic mood of coldness. Before you realize, it has consumed you before you should have consumed it. Empty. Hollow. Bitter. Then again you crave for another cup. Just like love.

I got a bottle of 'sleeping pills'!

Grrrrr. I hate what I'm feeling right now. I know that being drowsy will mean low production of today's work. Worst is, be reprimanded of the terrible errors I might overlook. A cup of coffee won't work to perk me up anyway.

Okay, I blame these tablets of vitamins I got from my Aunt. Perhaps she assumed I'm still her skinny nephew whom she would give an advice on how to get fat! Two weeks ago, she sent me a bottle of orange tablets which would help improve one's appetite and eventually help one gain more flesh. Unfortunately, I've already overcome being "malnourished" in which she has no idea with. I've been eating triple my usual dosage and would crave for foods even if I don't feel starving. It's no wonder why my abs has turned into a bulk of fats. Now, I'm facing an issue of hitting the gym or going on a "diet" just to get rid of this flab around my waist.

Back to the vitamins. I tried one tablet a day (though the prescribed dosage is 3 to 4 tablets for adults). And the drawback? SLUMBER! Yes, it would make you doze off amid your work. At first, I was very grateful that at last, my chronic insomnia problem was solved! I would fall asleep at no time. But it made me a lethargic, inactive employee who would always feel sleepy despite the rush of work. My eyes would effortlessly close (the strong radiation emitted by the PC right in front of me is not even enough to stop me from getting lulled) thanks it would happen every time when my boss is not around. :)

Simply put, the Hong Kong-manufactured medicine didn't deliver any benefits for me.

And so I stopped taking the drug. One lesson that I've learned:

DON'T TAKE AN APPETITE-IMPROVING VITAMINS IF YOU HAVE A COMPLETE CONTROL OF YOUR APPETITE AND IF IT WARNS TO CAUSE DROWSINESS, IT REALLY MEANS DRIFTING YOU OFF TO DREAMLAND.

What's your phobia?

ARE you afraid of ghosts, snakes, or heights? If you are, you’re not alone. These are some of the things most people are afraid of.

I know somebody who has claustrophobia, the fear of being confined in enclosed spaces. For instance, in a church with overcrowded people, he wouldn’t go out as soon as the mass is over because he cannot tolerate being cramped in the middle of congested people at church doors. He feels being squeezed and wrapped, making him feel suffocated. I have also a friend who is phasmophobic—afraid of ghosts. She doesn’t like reading horror books or watching films with ghost themes. We make fun of her during Halloween because she never goes out nor head to the cemetery every 1^st of November.

According to Bessie Head, a South African writer, “the terrible thing is that, those who fear are always in the majority.” The phobia, however, that majority of the people have, is the fear of heights known as acrophobia. We could see in reality-based TV shows like the defunct Extra Challenge that most of the show’s contestants admit that they don’t like jumping off from the top of the building nor attempt skydiving when given such tasks. But some faces their fears by defying challenges. On the other hand, in a foreign TV show like Fear Factor, we could see different challenges that would ultimately confront the fears of the challengers. For example, one contestant would continue eating disgusting worms although he looks like he would cry and he wants to puke. Some may also endure being piled up by hundreds of snakes and bugs creeping at their legs and neck. That’s why they believe that fear is not a factor and winning because of luring green bucks is obviously their motivation.

Other phobias that are common to many are cynophobia, the fear of dogs; arachnephobia, the fear of spiders; and xenophobia, being afraid of strangers. If you have hematophobia, don’t dream of becoming a doctor because it is the fear of seeing blood, or don’t take an engineering course if you're numerophobic because you would probably hate numbers. If you smell a friend who is stinky, assume that he is aquaphobic, afraid of water. I believe that people with genophobia are certainly safe to acquiring STDs because it is the fear of having sex. If you are insomniac, for sure you have clinophobia, the fear of going to bed. Thanatophobia I think is the most fearsome; that is the fear to die. Loveless people have philophobia and they fear falling in love.

Remember that the only thing we have to fear is fear itself.

Mind-freezing reads at Friendster

I'm sitting in front of a blue screen ready to strike the address of Yahoo website when I found myself logging in at different address—in the Friendster, that is. Anyway, it didn't bother me since it reminded me of the fact that my last visit with my account was already three months before. At least I saved it from being crashed to termination.

I know I'm not a Friendster addict. But who knew during my visit that time let the piece of bulb appear on top of my head when I read an article posted on the bulletin that undoubtedly stuck to my mind. Let me share it to you.

John, who was about to graduate, is the only child in a wealthy family. He topped his class and received several awards for his academic achievements; he was the most intelligent student among his batch. Expecting to receive the highest honors during his graduation, his father proudly asked him what reward he wanted. John was silent for a while. He decided to demand an expensive car he's been dreaming to own. No heck, since they have all the money in the world anyway. Back at home after the graduation day, his father handed him a gift. John was excited to open it and expected to receive a car key. He was surprised to see a Bible. John was disappointed and threw it in front of his father. John ran away from home and never returned for years. While keeping his resentment with his father, he lived alone, found work, and eventually brought the car he wanted. One day, he received a call from his mother informing him that his father died. When he got home, he saw the Bible his father once gave him. He opened it and a car key fell to the floor. He just cried.

If you assumed the role of John, how much money in the world is needed to bring your father's life back? See, regret comes in the end. You can blame no one but your materialistic ego. When somebody loses his life, we begin to realize how much pride we have kept in ourselves, and the pain it leaves. In the case of John, imagine how discontented a person he is considering his God-given intelligence and abundance in his family while not many of us could have them. Intelligence will mean nothing without God's faith and guidance. Some say it's better to have less brain because you tend to follow your heart's desire while being intelligent is useless when your brains go to your head. But to maintain a balance, both must co-exist with each function.

In the story, the Bible will forever mean the existence of God that he must be above everything and the car key, a hidden grace that we must discover ourselves in good or bad disguises. So, start saying “I'm sorry” to the person you've hurt or “I love you” to the ones you've failed to tell because life is indeed short.