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Evil Brother

November 26th, 2006 by kwentongbayan

Hahaha.

Napagdiskitahan ko lang…dahil sa maagang nagiging net savvy ang mga bata ngayon, (at seryosohang nakakainis kapag sa net cafe may katabi kang totoy o nene at fumefriendster na feeling dalaga’t binata). Naisip ko kung may friendster na ba ang mga younger siblings ko, na parehong freshie, isang high school at isang college.

WHOA! Meron nga!

Kakatawa pa, my younger brother put in his profile na he’s 25 years old; while my younger sister said she’s already sixteen.

Sanay kami sa gaguhan nitong mga kapatid ko (yung tipong tropang trumpo gaguhan). Kaya ang ginawa ko ay minessage ko sila, with the heading: HOY!!! And the message goes a little sumthin like this, yo:

Anong 25/16 years old ka dyan ha?!!! Mas matanda ka pa sakin?!!! (That line just to my brother) Isusumbong kita kay nanay!!!! BWAHAHAHA!

Ahahaha! Gusto kong gumulong sa katatawa. I’m going home pa naman in a few dahil third death anniv ng tatay ko. May bago na naman akong pang asar sa mga kapatid ko. Hahaha!

At hindi ko pala sila in-add. Parang yung other niece ko, she erased me from her list. Guess there’ll always a part of you that you’d rather be kept secret from your folks. Or simpleng ayaw mo lang may nangengealam. Buti na lang naka first degree access lang ang aking profile. Nyahaha!

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Hi nyeh-nyeh…

November 22nd, 2006 by kwentongbayan

Hi nyeh-nyeh!

Hi nyehhhh-nyehhhh…

(Hi, hi…….nyehhhh! Pbbt!)

Hi nyeh-nyeh!

Hi nyeh-nyeh!

Hi nyeh-nyeh!

Hi nyeh-nyeh!

Nyenyenyenyenyenyenyenye! Beh! :-p

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Passage (almost died in a car crash)

November 19th, 2006 by kwentongbayan

Carcrash

I died in a car crash two days ago
was unrecognizable
when they pulled me from the gears
no one’s fault, no one’s bottle
no one’s teenage pride or throttle
our innocence is all the worse for fears
the other walked away alive
arms wrapped now around his wife

A stanza from Vienna Teng’s Passage, one of her songs that is eerily fantastic, at naisip kong perfect soundtrack if ever I’ll die in a, well, carcrash. Which almost happened a week ago.

I was riding with my friend coming from the Rockista taping at Greenhills. We were southbound and were supposed to make a right at Makati Ave., but missed it. Nagkwekwentuhan pa kami when suddenly something butted in our conversation, that had me screaming “Oh my God!” incessantly until we realized what it was.

We were a few meters past the MRT Buendia station. A car bumped us from behind. The impact was so strong napanorthbound kami. It hit the driver’s side and turned us 180 degrees. I swear I saw the MRT wall really close and thought that we’d hit it. Thankfully, my friend was able to hit her breaks and we came to a stop.

Sobrang bilis lang non. In less than a minute. Yet totoo pala ang cliché, everything was in slow-mo, that now I vividly recall that half-a-minute. Ang hindi ko lang nagawa eh yung 80’s pinoy movie pose ng mga artista kapag mababangga sila (yung masisilaw sa headlights ng kaharap na car, or kahit wala, basta masisilaw kunwari at tatakpan ng braso ang mukha bago magcrash). Haha.

The first thought after than half-a-minute was my friend who was driving. It was her side that got hit, so sobrang nagworry ako. Thankfully, she was unharmed. Second thought: pakshet ‘tong other car. But when I saw that it was upturned, third thought: oh my God is he okay? Are the people in the other car okay. (The picture above, that’s us. Kami yung car facing the camera na hindi nakabaligtad.)

Ewan ko, it just amazed me, more than the fact na muntik na talaga kaming mamatay, na I’m still in touch with that inner human kindness. (Yuck! Haha!) Seriously, since it’s not everyday that I get to be in this kind of situation, dun ko lang nalaman na in as much as it sucks and unfair na nadisgrasya ka because of some drunken driver na on a regular day you’d curse at gusto na lang ptayin, eh ang una mo pa ding maiisip ay kung okay at nasaktan ba sya. Basic instinct.

But thinking about it now, that he was drunk and driving, nakakabwiset na sya. I just hope he pays for the damage he had caused my friend. It’s really unfair, and I can just imagine how my friend feels kase napaka-law abiding driver nito, at clean living pa and never overspeeds. Para sigurong feeling na, you kept your celibacy for fear that you’d get AIDS, tas you get it still via some other way other than sex. HANLABO!

Buti na lang kakahiwalay pa lang namin coming from Greenhills with other friends na QC bound naman. We immediately called them up to keep us company. Saka being a newbie (newbie?!) at wala naman akong kotse at kaalam-alam sa mga teknikalidad, I felt na we needed some help, from trusted friends who more or less know what to do in cases like these. Thanks to Raz and Sherlyn for being there kahit pa super madaling araw na.

I’m thankful that we weren’t hurt, and we weren’t hospitalized. Imagine the hassle. (Actually pabalik pa kami both to our respective professional duties to finish stuff, at around 2am ha!) Saka pagnalaman pa ng nanay ko…tsktsk.

Media people came pa nga. Scary pa, right after we came out of the car, which was prolly split second after we came to a stop, may mga swarming Makati guards and MMDA people na agad, and get this: an ABS crew na nagvivideo na with a handicam. Grabe. I know they’re on standby for things like that, pero I never imagined them to be that quick to getting to the scene of the crime. Crime?! Parang alam nila na it’s going to happen. A GMA crew din came, and when the news came out on TV, all my other friend saw was my back, kse naman I was trying to cover my friend who was camera-allergic as I was that time. Buti na lang Kapamilya na ang nanay ko, she prolly didn’t see that news on GMA. The ABS reporter who came was Dom Almelor, na orgmate pa namin sa Broad Ass.

It’s good we’re wearing seatbelts, pati yung drunken guy. Otherwise none of us would’ve left the scene unhurt. (Well, I suffered some neck stiffing for a couple of days.) At least now, I know how it feels to be in an accident. Hanlabo. And the thought of being still alive, is amazing. Close call talaga. Somehow it turned on that button that I gotta do what I gotta do because I’ll never know how long my passage is, and when the next close call will be.

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Comfort Zone

November 16th, 2006 by kwentongbayan

A former workmate (from whom I first learned about "targa"…hehe) forwarded this article about moving out of one’s comfort zone…guess she knew I still am in mine. Tsk tsk. 2007 should come with lots of changes for me.
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Get out of the comfort zone

Wednesday November 8, 2006
By Val Leveson

One of the more common terms that get bandied about the workplace is "comfort zone" - or more exactly, "so and so needs to get out of his/her ‘comfort zone’," but what is this comfort zone and what is so unattractive about it?

For IT consultant Andrew Scott, if he had stayed in a comfort zone he would not have achieved the lifestyle he has now.

In 2000 Scott decided he had collected sufficient skills in his career to take the next leap - self employment.

Before that he was in full-time employment with a company and getting average remuneration and the normal leave restrictions. Now he is able to take breaks of three months or more to travel the world and come back to a new contract.

Scott says he can spot comfort-zone dwellers. "They’re the ones who won’t try new things."

He says in his experience, getting out of a comfort zone is not about taking a giant leap of faith.

"I recognised in the late 80s that the direction I was heading towards as a hardware engineer was not going to lead me forward. I needed to look at other things - that meant applications and networking," says Scott.

"When I sensed another dead end, I knew I had to become more business focussed and had to embrace a more sales-oriented role, which involved designing and selling systems - I didn’t particularly see myself as a sales person at the time. But I knew it was a necessary skill to learn."

All these small moves helped Scott head for his goal.

"The more you challenge yourself and get out of your comfort zone, the broader your skills become and the more able you are to take on new situations," says Scott. "You build the confidence that you can get there and you can choose the things you really like doing, and end up having fun at work - after all it is the part of your life that takes up the most of your time."

Managing director of Executive Coaching Centre Iain McCormick defines a comfort zone as a "space where people don’t feel stretched - where they can handle their job easily".

He says that for most people professional development is an ingrained thing.

"For many people a sense of development and growing can be more important than money. When a person is in a comfort zone it usually means they don’t want to develop," he says.

"That can be desirable in certain jobs, for example maybe office administration, where a person is expected to do the same thing day after day. But it is less desirable when a company has to keep up with a changing environment.

"For many businesses to keep going employees have to be growing and developing."

McCormick says this applies to any knowledge-based industry. "These businesses must have people who are committed to life-long learning. But of course there needs to be balance.

"Employees need a range of things, they need to understand what they want out of a job and what their job commands. If you can’t continue learning, then there’s just jobs you cannot do - law and accounting come to mind. For those who are sufficiently motivated, reading, going to short courses and training programmes help. For the big issues executive coaching is a good idea."

Life coach Kristin Liggins defines a comfort zone as: "A person’s perceptions of what they are capable of. These are often negative and are not necessarily the truth."

The dangers of staying in your comfort zones are not reaching your potential and stagnating - which in the fast-moving world of today means going backwards, Liggins says.

She says in her experience, many people think they’re not enjoying their work but don’t know why. They think they have to make drastic changes to feel happier, when really, it’s more about how they perceive their current reality.

For example, Liggins says, it may be uncomfortable for someone to stand up for herself at work, and so that person feels put upon and used. To change the situation, she doesn’t necessarily need to change companies, she needs to be more assertive.

Liggins cautions that many people think being assertive means being aggressive, which can cause all sorts of other problems.

"Developing communication skills can be a way of stepping out of a comfort zone. Throughout your life, life experiences feed into you like computer data affecting what you believe about yourself and how you behave. If life experiences have shown that there will be bad outcomes from stepping out, then you become more fearful of that.

"What people say to you builds up - but what they say is usually not the truth and you’re letting yourself be formed by outer-stimuli."

This belief in limitations makes you believe that you’re not capable of much more than what you do, which makes you stuck.

David Doyle, principal, executive recruitment firm Chamberlin, Doyle and Associates says: "It’s a negative signal if an employee won’t leave a comfort zone. If a company needs change, an employee should not resist it, and sometimes you have to make some sacrifices."

He says that he doesn’t think it is a problem for an organisation if an employee is in a comfort zone when there is no demand for change.

"If you’re a sales manager who wants to be a sales director and you refuse to go to, say the Czech Republic where the company requires you to go, there’s no way of succeeding in your goal," says Dorle. "Successful people say they will make it work."

He says it’s not necessary to take silly or crazy risks.

"If a company asks you to do something, they will be tolerant of your not succeeding. If you stay stuck in a comfort zone, you cannot expect such tolerance of failure."

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The Hurt

November 7th, 2006 by kwentongbayan

Timeout from my pathetic posts. Found this really amazing song sa youtube from John Mayer. Pamatay talaga to magsulat ng songs.

"How do you break a mended heart…"

"The hurt makes me feel alive…"

"I can do better. But I can’t do better now."

Nice nice. Eto, kantang pang pokpok. Or kabit. Haha! Move over a few stolen moments is all that we share! Hahaha!Naalala ko tuloy ang aming company driver na absent ngayon dahil dumate ng gelpren na di nya asawa. Hehe. =D Si Joey would know the relevance of this song. Hihi.

THE HURT

I’m a good man
in a dark room
in a big town
under a full moon
it’s a friday and I’m almost home

I’m in a good place
full of head space
got a brand new pack in my suitcase
but it’s dinner and then it’s bed alone
How do you break a mended heart?
I’m bored and want something to do

I wanna fall, fall asleep
asleep in the arms, the arms of a woman
a woman who doesn’t, doesn’t deserve my love

I wanna lie, lie to myself
myself and someone else
just to feel something, something that hurts me
the hurt makes me feel alive

Gonna make it, like I need her
gonna miss her the moment I meet her
and it’s only gonna get worse from there

I’ll be rappin’ there in the shower
she’ll be here by the end of the hour
I can do better
but I can’t do better now

How do you break a mended heart?
I’m bored and want something to do

I wanna fall, fall asleep
asleep in the arms, the arms of a woman
a woman who doesn’t, doesn’t deserve my love

I wanna lie, lie to myself
myself and someone else
just to feel something, something that hurts me
the hurt makes me feel alive

So long is over
nice to skip the chance you get to know you
why did I think this was true?
Because I want to

I wanna fall, fall asleep
asleep in the arms, the arms of a woman
a woman who doesn’t, doesn’t deserve my love

I wanna lie, lie to myself
myself and someone else
just to feel something, something that hurts me
the hurt makes me feel alive

I wanna fall
I wanna need
I wanna laugh, cry, say goodbye
beg, lie, cheat and steal

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