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Barefoot in Manila

Fishing for compliments. Complimenting for fish. It's a life.

Thursday, November 28, 2002

What-fucking-ever! I got really pissed yesterday with somebody. She always tries to get me to argue with her about her fucking beliefs and every stupid thing I say.
Yesterday, I took the bait.
Yes, I hate myself for it but I hate her more.

.: posted by cecille 8:31 AM


Tuesday, November 26, 2002

I'm having a hard time working up the spirit to work. Since I've tendered my resignation, I feel as if I've detached myself from the fate of this office. It's really hard to care for what will happen next month when I won't be here anyway.
I don't want to think about anything else. I just want to go home. I miss my bed.

.: posted by cecille 4:05 PM


Monday, November 25, 2002

This is really happening. I just told my boss that I'm leaving.

.: posted by cecille 4:44 PM


Sunday, November 24, 2002

Going and gone. Well, I've gone ahead and done it. I got a new job and starting January 2003, I'll be working for them. Wow. After three years of procrastination and and second thoughts, I finally grew some balls.
So I'm telling people at the office about my plans on Monday. I'm a bit nervous about how my boss is going to react but mostly I'm too excited about my new job to care about what he thinks.
It's not going to be much, this new job. Mostly some boring office stuff and staying around the office answering phones. But the best thing about it is that it's located inside the campus so I can go to the lawschool library during lunchtime to get books and cases, etc. Also, there won't be that hassle anymore about leaving the office at 4:30 pm and practically running to get on the train to school so I can make it to my 6:00 pm class on time.
I'm really happy today.

.: posted by cecille 6:50 AM


Thursday, November 21, 2002

These boots are made for walkin' and I just might walk out. I've been having problems with my job and school work. I have five subjects this semester, and there are nights when I have two classes. I need a lot of time to prep for these classes. Unfortunately, I'm also having a problem with work right now. I used to be able to go to work a bit later and leave a bit earlier without taking a pay cut. Now, the wise guys at Personnel think that I shouldn't be given such a privilege even if my boss already said I could. I was so pissed when I heard about it that I decided that if a half-decent job offer comes my way, I'll grab it.
And here comes half-decent job offer (Actually, it hasn't been offered to me yet but I think they're a bit interested to bet me already.). The pay's not much. But then the job is not too hectic either. What I basically have to do is "keep office" (as opposed to keep house) for a number of professors who formed a research and consulting firm, Since they have their individual offices where they do their actual work, they are never in the consulting firm's office. But they need someone to be here during office hours to take calls, pay bills, etc. While the job is not that challenging, I can study all day. I'll be all alone in the office for the whole day. Work just becomes a bit hectic when there are projects ongoing.
This is perfect for somebody like me who's studying.

.: posted by cecille 7:51 AM


Friday, November 15, 2002

Hairless Eddie. I haven't seen a pic or video of Pearl Jam for some time so I got a big shock when I saw Eddie Vedder on tv shorn of his locks. When did this happen?
I was still half asleep when I turned on the movie and I got a rude awakening. I wouldn't have believed it was him if it weren't for the credits at the bottom right of the screen which said "I Am Mine" by Pearl Jam.
I swear, Eddie Vedder without long hair is the end of an era.

.: posted by cecille 8:18 AM


Back to work. This seems to be the order of the day for me for everything: need to get back to blogging, get back to studying for school, and back to sleepless nights.
It's been more than a week since I last posted here. I've been busy catching up on office stuff, making sure that I get as many deadlines out of the way before the second semester starts. Well, I got some work done but more work keep coming up so I'm still neck deep and slowly clawing my way out.
Enrolment for school was last Monday. As usual, I spent the whole afternoon in one line after another. Even with the online enlistment of subjects, enrolment is still tedious work. The good news is that I already got my grades and all of them are pretty much respectable. Now I only have to wait for my Legal Theory grade. I hope I get a good grade even if I submitted a suck-y paper.
These are the classes I have for this semester: Torts, Criminal Procedure, Sales, Credit, and Insurance.
I hope I survive.

.: posted by cecille 8:12 AM


Tuesday, November 05, 2002

Off the record, on the QT, and very hush hush. I finally saw LA Confidential last night. Wow. It's one of those movies that can leave you dumb with awe. It's one of the best movies I've seen.
The pacing was tight. I really loved how Curtis Hanson put the whole thing together. The casting was also masterful. It was so freakin' perfect. Guy Pearce, Russell Crowe, and of course, uber actor Kevin Spacey. Throw in Danny de Vito to the mix and we've got ourselves a damn potent witch's brew.
I loved the scheming, the suspicions, and the sensation of almost always not knowing what would happen next. I rarely get that feeling when watching movies because movie people mostly come up with things that are so predictable and stale.
So as of today, 5 November, my top five favorite movies are (no order):
1. Fight Club
2. LA Confidential
3. American Beauty
4. Lock Stock and Two Smoking Barrels
5. High Fidelity

.: posted by cecille 1:12 PM


Monday, November 04, 2002

"Give me my money back, you bitch," yells Ben Folds in Song for the Dumped. My sentiments exactly, although I appropriate these words not in the context of a dumpee vis-a-vis the dumper but that of a spurned Oasis lover in the aftermath of the Oasis concert cancellation. I call Ticketnet and they tell me that I have to go all the way to Araneta to have my tickets refunded.
I'm pissed.
I'm pissed because they sure made it easy for you to purchase the damn tickets, with outlets almost in every streetcorner. But now that you have to get your money because the whole thing fell through, they're asking you to go all the way to Araneta to do this.

.: posted by cecille 10:31 AM