Over lunch, my officemate and I ranted that there will be no long weekend until November. Then lo and behold, we heard this news before heading home!
Yay!
Then again, I got an email that stated this:
Please note that it is still BUSINESS AS USUAL at XXXX on Monday, September 7, 2009 despite the late announcement of Malacañang declaring said day as a special non-working day.
All Delivery Managers, Project Managers and Team Leads must exercise sound judgment so that there is no disruption in service delivery and in order to avoid loss of revenues especially in Time & Material engagements.
• All employees who are currently on billing assignment must report to work and report their time to their billable charge code. However, those assigned in Manila Direct projects on staff augmentation must report to their projects if the client require them to.
• People on Bench are advised not to report to work
• Support group must provide for full or skeletal force
Thank you for your cooperation.
Now I am grateful that I am assigned on-site and I am not required to report to work!
YAY!
Saturday, September 05, 2009
Friday, September 04, 2009
On A Moment of Pleasure
Darn it! I do think about you everyday. I do remember every look and every smile. My head rested upon your broad shoulders our arms linked, our fingers intertwined, no words spoken, just two hearts beating as one.
Grabe, it hurts so much. It makes me want to cry cause I cannot ever speak of the sensations I feel in my heart no matter how enormous the feeling is since in the first place I do not have the right to feel whatever emotion that is.
Then again, who am I to complain when I walked into this situation with my huge eyes wide open? It was my choice to lose myself in this insane emotion with you. No regrets. Just missing you.
I guess I should be happy now. Less complexity is what I wanted. Fate just made it easier. Nevertheless, why oh why does it feel so damn difficult?
"A moment of pleasure, a lifetime of pain"
Grabe, it hurts so much. It makes me want to cry cause I cannot ever speak of the sensations I feel in my heart no matter how enormous the feeling is since in the first place I do not have the right to feel whatever emotion that is.
Then again, who am I to complain when I walked into this situation with my huge eyes wide open? It was my choice to lose myself in this insane emotion with you. No regrets. Just missing you.
I guess I should be happy now. Less complexity is what I wanted. Fate just made it easier. Nevertheless, why oh why does it feel so damn difficult?
"A moment of pleasure, a lifetime of pain"
Saturday, August 29, 2009
On What Love Is
Everyone is capable of loving. It does not mean if one is not capable of loving that one is not capable to be loved.
I have done preventive measures in order not to communicate with you. I have erased you from my address book. I am not good with numbers thus I do not memorize it. I have immersed myself with various activities to keep myself busy.
However, it never fails. When I thought I have moved on you do something stimulating that prevents me from fully letting go. Somehow I find myself back to square one, sort off. Why is this so, I do not know.
How can I completely let go and not be affected? Should I completely erase everything that concerns you? Will doing so erase you from my mind and heart?
God, when will the time come when I awake I will not think of you? Is this what love is --- accepting the person despite one’s imperfections?
I have done preventive measures in order not to communicate with you. I have erased you from my address book. I am not good with numbers thus I do not memorize it. I have immersed myself with various activities to keep myself busy.
However, it never fails. When I thought I have moved on you do something stimulating that prevents me from fully letting go. Somehow I find myself back to square one, sort off. Why is this so, I do not know.
How can I completely let go and not be affected? Should I completely erase everything that concerns you? Will doing so erase you from my mind and heart?
God, when will the time come when I awake I will not think of you? Is this what love is --- accepting the person despite one’s imperfections?
Monday, August 10, 2009
Ultimate Frustration
It truly hurts so much when one is looking forward for something then when the time finally arrives, it is cancelled.
Saturday, August 08, 2009
On Seriousity
The Hali Family is composed of individuals brought together by their occupation. Hali Family is a group with different personalities from various backgrounds who enjoys having fun and fooling around. A day is not complete without jokes, side comments and remarks.
After one movie night, the Halis decided to go to a coffee shop for more bolahan session. However, 6750 was full so off they went to GB3. As mentioned, coffee time = bolahan. Various topics with sense or without arise. -- From movie jokes from the latest movie seen, letter game and the next trip. The subject matter was endless.
Then came, Tagaytay… game?!? Who would have thought that papatulan ang Tagaytay game? Then again, I think it was partly my fault. I felt na the night rather the morning was seriously bolahan nalang… so I blurted out… “For once, may we be serious?”
Thus, the coffee session moved to Starbucks Tagaytay! When we arrived there, more bolohans transpired while waiting for the Bulalohan place to open. When we arrived at on the dot, the place was close! Then we found out that there was a 24 hour Bulalohan place!
Seriousity killed the Kat.
After one movie night, the Halis decided to go to a coffee shop for more bolahan session. However, 6750 was full so off they went to GB3. As mentioned, coffee time = bolahan. Various topics with sense or without arise. -- From movie jokes from the latest movie seen, letter game and the next trip. The subject matter was endless.
Then came, Tagaytay… game?!? Who would have thought that papatulan ang Tagaytay game? Then again, I think it was partly my fault. I felt na the night rather the morning was seriously bolahan nalang… so I blurted out… “For once, may we be serious?”
Thus, the coffee session moved to Starbucks Tagaytay! When we arrived there, more bolohans transpired while waiting for the Bulalohan place to open. When we arrived at on the dot, the place was close! Then we found out that there was a 24 hour Bulalohan place!
Seriousity killed the Kat.
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