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Linggo, Enero 29, 2012

Thanks

It's 34 minutes past the hour of 2 in the morning and I am still up. I'm not sleepy yet and I'm trying to be productive by trying to work. I have my iTunes library on shuffle and it played this great song by one of the best soul singers in the country, Julianne Trajona. There is this one person that I've recently met. She was simple, quiet. She caught my attention. At first, I was more of intrigued about this chick. Unlike the other newbies, she just sits on her workstation and can barely hear nothing from her. I don't know how, and I can't remember when. Suddenly, I just found myself longing to see her. Wanting to know more about her. There were a couple of times when we'd see each other, and I could only flash her a smile to say "hi" or "hello". A strange feeling grew stronger. I started following her on Twitter and adding her up on Facebook. Not long after, the strange feeling got me worried. For it grew faster than I could imagine. I tiptoed at the brink of the cliff of love and playfully dared and toyed on my emotions. Before I knew it, here I am, suffering from a lot of sleepless nights. I could enumerate reasons why I found her attractive and why I'm falling for her. But after thinking hard enough and probing for answers, my heart gave me no responses, and instead flashed a smile.

Being away from her, I mean not seeing her for almost 2 weeks almost got me crazy. I'd oftentimes find myself lost in thoughts of her. Sitting or lying in a corner, wondering if I even cross her mind. At times I'd feel bad because she's committed, but most of the times, I feel happy--happy for her presence. Now, just like my old, 'chope' self, I get uneasy talking to her. I would try to be cool but me blushing and my ear getting reddish betrays that "composed" facade. I'd try to cut the conversation short before I drown with her overwhelming presence.



Now, somehow, I think she knows, or at least have a hint of what's going on. My fear is that if she finds out, she might act differently when I'm around or just stop talking to me altogether. Sometimes, I'd think about how to get her attention. Sometimes, I just shy away and avoid her. Man, things are getting crazier by the day just as I'm falling for her more and deeper day-by-day. I'm afraid that I might find myself in a deep ravine that I can't get out of. And that I'd be eaten up, chewed on and spat out by these emotions. Its like a part of me wants to let myself fall and the other move on because she's happily in love with someone and I don't see them breaking-up anytime soon.

What should I do now? Should I wait? Should I suppress these feelings? Should I avoid her? Should I act differently when she's around? Do I tell her how I really feel? Should I make a move on her?

All of these questions are still left unanswered. All of these worries keep on bugging me. But amidst all of these, this great, weird feeling envelops me--seems to take control of me.

I'm confused. All messed up. But still, grateful.


"I've been in places where I couldn't even see the light of day... and then, you came..."

"Now I'm stronger than before, stronger than I'll ever be. And I raise my eyes to the one--the one who made me see..."

"I'm grateful. You've shown me my way back to my beautiful..."

Tinamaan na nga yata ako. To you, that one reason for this inexplicable happiness and contentment. Salamat. And see you on Tuesday. :D

What happened to the Philippine sports' commentators and analysts?

At nagdiriwang na ang tropa. That is really what's happening out there as the Talk N Text Tropang Texters have finally won the 2012 PBA All-Filipino Cup championship after beating the hell out of the Powerade Tigers, 110-101 in Game 5 of their finals match. For the lack of other options, I finished this match and the experience was more fun than I expected. Except for the controversial officiating and the episode late second quarter where Jimmy Alapag almost literally throwing Rommel Adducul out of the playing court, the game was well fought. I wanted Powerade to win but given TnT's deep and skilled bench plus their championship experience, the inevitable just happened. I am happy for the Tropang Texters but what I was not happy about is the clear bias of the commentators of the Pangilinan-owned coveror for, surprise-- Talk N Text. The game was exciting even though the scores say otherwise. Though TnT was leading by double digits for most of the time, the efforts of JV Casio, Sean Anthony and Gary "El Granada" David kept Powerade within reach. But Ryan Gregorio, one of the co-anchors of the game (which is incidentally a Pangilinan employee, for he coaches the earlier-eliminated Meralco Bolts) clearly shows his bias towards TnT. One time, while Alapag was taking free throws after he split his charities, Gregorio was saying (or something to this effect) "Jimmy has split his earlier charities but this time, he'll... ahh...". Gregorio wasn't able to finish what he was talking about for Alapag did split his charities again. Also, at the time when David was making crucial and impossible shots, the panel was talking as if nothing's happening. If Quinito Henson was there, or Mico Halili, they would probably be singing praises and Hallelujahs with David's great shots. I may sound like a sourgraping Powerade fan but in reality, I am a B-MEG follower which the Tigers have beaten in the quarter finals (I do admit though that I am all for the Tigers in this series). David, the conference's MVP, averages 30+ points a game that's why I can't reconcile why David's 37-point production was not really highlighted by the panel.

Times like these makes me miss the days when the team of Sev Sermenta, Quinito Henson, Ed Picson and the great Joe Cantada among others who are covering the games for us. When will Philippine basketball get some good commentators and analysts again?

Mighty Talk ‘N Text defeats gallant Powerade to retain Philippine Cup

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I love communicating. In fact, I hate dull moments. If you're a new acquaintance, you'd probably think I'm a snob. Just like a Diesel Engine though, I'd usually need to heat up before I get real chatty. And when I get real chatty, you'd probably find yourself wanting an interruption to stop me from talking. It's no surprise that even though I took up a computer course, I ended up having jobs that are quite unrelated from what I studied back in college. From Marketing Toyotas to writing 'news catalogs' (whatever that is) to making and editing on-air television playlist for a music channel (that plays either song from a band or K-Pop songs) to rendering the lyrics on music videos for the same music channel, to being a sales agent in a call center, to writing product descriptions for various car parts to finally, writing marketing copies for an BPO company. I've put up a blog before but unfortunately, I had a hard time maintaining it.

Fast-forward to now and here I am, trying to put up my own journal again. This journal, like my blogs in Multiply and Facebook would be tackling everything under the sun. So let me think aloud and let you in on what's in my mind and in the process, I hope that I'd be able to give you a different perspective about things and more importantly, entertain you.

Thanks for taking time friend. See you in my next entry!