30.10.07
I was at the park one lunch hour. Alone. Staring up at the sky. Wincing at the beaming sun. Thinking of nothing and everything. It was boring. But oddly, I found myself doing the exact same thing the following day.
Somehow, I found this boring thing therapeutic. It calms me down. It makes me see the world from a third person. Hence, giving me a more objective look at things. I need that because I have the tendency to overlook some things that I thought are doing perfectly fine yet in reality, they are already on the verge of falling apart.
O siguro malungkot lang ako. Hmmm. Malungkot ba ko?
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Speaking of malungkot, Karol and I had a pretty big blow a week ago. And the best part of it was that everyone was there to witness it. We were out of town together with my family and our entire neighbourhood for 3 days. It was supposed to be a fun-filled trip which got totally fucked up because of our fight. Well at least karol's day and mine were fucked up. I think the rest of the group managed to ignore our little scene and wander around Rotorua instead.
But anyway, like our many other fights, we ended up patching things up. Kiss and make up was sweet but too late to compensate for the whole supposedly fun Saturday that had been lost.
Nevertheless, the rest of the days after that (karol stayed in Wellington for another 2 days) had been pretty smooth and sweet. They were actually a little too smooth and sweet I thought.
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My birthday is nearing. Sigh. I can't think of anything fun to do. I just want to be happy on that day. Pano?
Somehow, I found this boring thing therapeutic. It calms me down. It makes me see the world from a third person. Hence, giving me a more objective look at things. I need that because I have the tendency to overlook some things that I thought are doing perfectly fine yet in reality, they are already on the verge of falling apart.
O siguro malungkot lang ako. Hmmm. Malungkot ba ko?
...
Speaking of malungkot, Karol and I had a pretty big blow a week ago. And the best part of it was that everyone was there to witness it. We were out of town together with my family and our entire neighbourhood for 3 days. It was supposed to be a fun-filled trip which got totally fucked up because of our fight. Well at least karol's day and mine were fucked up. I think the rest of the group managed to ignore our little scene and wander around Rotorua instead.
But anyway, like our many other fights, we ended up patching things up. Kiss and make up was sweet but too late to compensate for the whole supposedly fun Saturday that had been lost.
Nevertheless, the rest of the days after that (karol stayed in Wellington for another 2 days) had been pretty smooth and sweet. They were actually a little too smooth and sweet I thought.
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My birthday is nearing. Sigh. I can't think of anything fun to do. I just want to be happy on that day. Pano?
8.10.07
Our 4-day trip to CHC and QT was a blast! Had a great time tiring myself from excessive walking and laughing. There were only 4 of us but we embodied a school bus full of children.
I think the key thing was that the whole trip had been outlined pretty well. We had a list of how-to’s and where-to’s. And it was all a matter of pulling them together and executing them. The thrill of finding the right place, getting on the right bus, aiming for the right time actually made our trip double the fun. The blur actually made the whole thing more entertaining and exciting. And it made us appreciate the sights and activities even more.
And, btw, Queenstown, NZ is definitely a must-see place! It’s a creditable tourist destination.
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Less work makes me contemplate more.
If I leave this job where will I go? will I find something better or will I forever regret leaving this already sailing ship? I’m not exactly a risk taker. I often times just take the stairs and play things safe. And this job is safe. I’m pretty stable here. Regular job. Optimal learning environment. Steadily increasing income. Tangible benefits. Flexible hours. A lot of people would actually die to be where I am right now. But the thing is, the longer I stay here the more that I realise that I don’t really belong here. Politics and economy are just not exactly subjects of interest for me. Don’t know why.
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Local elections here are a lot more sophisticated than in Pinas. And by sophisticated I mean that elections are actually done in a rather urbane manner. There’s not much fuss about it. I’m not sure if that is just because I don’t give a damn about it, but I must say, having witnessed daunting elections in the past, it’s pretty interesting for me to experience a not at all messy one.
How did I vote considering I have only been here for 2 yrs? By using the mi-ni-mi-ni-mi-ni-mo approach. In other cases, considerably nice sounding names make good impression for me. lol. I’m such a useless NZ resident. Ssshhh.
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We hiked up to Mt. kaukau last weekend. It was a lot harder than I thought. It’s one of those spur of the moment activities. We climbed up completely unaware of what we’re getting ourselves into. We just followed the steep track with only a bottle of water in our hands. I was already feeling woozy after 30 mins or so. But we still managed to reach the top. It was an awesome view, which I barely appreciated due to extreme exhaustion.
And now my legs are really sore. Sigh.
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I hate Mondays. Just because.
I think the key thing was that the whole trip had been outlined pretty well. We had a list of how-to’s and where-to’s. And it was all a matter of pulling them together and executing them. The thrill of finding the right place, getting on the right bus, aiming for the right time actually made our trip double the fun. The blur actually made the whole thing more entertaining and exciting. And it made us appreciate the sights and activities even more.
And, btw, Queenstown, NZ is definitely a must-see place! It’s a creditable tourist destination.
…
Less work makes me contemplate more.
If I leave this job where will I go? will I find something better or will I forever regret leaving this already sailing ship? I’m not exactly a risk taker. I often times just take the stairs and play things safe. And this job is safe. I’m pretty stable here. Regular job. Optimal learning environment. Steadily increasing income. Tangible benefits. Flexible hours. A lot of people would actually die to be where I am right now. But the thing is, the longer I stay here the more that I realise that I don’t really belong here. Politics and economy are just not exactly subjects of interest for me. Don’t know why.
…
Local elections here are a lot more sophisticated than in Pinas. And by sophisticated I mean that elections are actually done in a rather urbane manner. There’s not much fuss about it. I’m not sure if that is just because I don’t give a damn about it, but I must say, having witnessed daunting elections in the past, it’s pretty interesting for me to experience a not at all messy one.
How did I vote considering I have only been here for 2 yrs? By using the mi-ni-mi-ni-mi-ni-mo approach. In other cases, considerably nice sounding names make good impression for me. lol. I’m such a useless NZ resident. Ssshhh.
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We hiked up to Mt. kaukau last weekend. It was a lot harder than I thought. It’s one of those spur of the moment activities. We climbed up completely unaware of what we’re getting ourselves into. We just followed the steep track with only a bottle of water in our hands. I was already feeling woozy after 30 mins or so. But we still managed to reach the top. It was an awesome view, which I barely appreciated due to extreme exhaustion.
And now my legs are really sore. Sigh.
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I hate Mondays. Just because.
