A DAY IN THE LIFE OF A SELF-CONFESSED LOSER
8 AM - Still asleep
9 AM - Alarm clock rings, remains unfazed
10 AM - Still sleeping
11 AM - Wakes up. Doesn't even bother to brush teeth. Goes straight to the couch to watch SIS
12 NN - looks up random stuff on the internet. Checks chuvaness, DJ, chikatime, and chic hits
1 PM - Still on the net
2 PM - Takes butt off the couch and decides to take a quick bath. Vanitizes with The Face Shop Green Tea face scrub, Nivea Vital Gesichtswasser, and Body Shop moisturizer.
3 PM - Goes out for quick lunch at the local Jolli-jeep / carinderia. Heads out to Greenbelt for quick look at the shops. Doesn't buy anything
4 PM - Goes to Landmark supermarket to pick up a couple of household items (e.g. powder detergent, bananas, etc.)
5 PM - Goes home, but passes by Jollibee / McDo for a "diet" dinner
6 PM - Turns on TV. Browses a bit if there are nice shows to watch
7 PM - Has headache. Turns to Advil for temporary relief
8 PM - Hungry again. Thinks twice before heading out to local Jolli-jeep / carinderia for a quick dinner
9 PM - Turns on TV. Browses a bit if there are nice shows to watch. Finds nice show, but gets bored after 14 minutes. Turns on computer instead
10 PM - Surfs for porn.
11 PM - Still surfing for porn
12 MN - Hungry again. Cooks spam and canadian bacon and 2 eggs and 1 pc of bread for a "low-calorie" midnight snack
1 AM - Looks up random stuff on the internet. Checks chuvaness, DJ, chikatime, and chic hits
2 AM - Heads to bed. Tosses and turns before finally drowning in the abyss of sleep
Repeat steps 8 AM - 2 AM for 6 months.
It's Almost 7 AM
I'm done. My life partying the nights away is over. It's really hard to realize that there are younger and younger people entering the club scene. I'm 26 years old and I'm STILL partying! For what?!
This is not brought upon by a single moment in my life where I've just had; it's actually a series of unfortunate events.
First up is when I almost got arrested in Legaspi City for allegedly trying to kiss a girl. I was really drunk that night and I regret every minute of it.
Second is when I went to Boracay with my friend and did lots of nasty, dirty things. Well, they don't really compare to what I've done in the past but when I was going home, I thought I'd be done. The trip was really fun and I'd never imagine myself enjoying a holiday with just one person, but it proved to be less stressful and more funner. Going home, I knew that that was it, that I'd never have a funner experience than the trip.
And then the incident one night at a bar. I'm not going into details because I regret every minute of it, but let's just say there's more trouble involved.
Now, I'm writing at 7 AM, trying to make sense of what I do with my life. I feel worthless at 26, which is, to some people, prime years. Some of my friends have their own businesses, some have been promoted, and I'm here typing away at 7 AM. How sadder can it get?
Everytime I look at the crowd and see younger people, I thinkto myself where did those years go to? Aren't I tired of fun, fun, fun? Tired of it all!
But then again, that's the type of person I am. One thing one minute, another thing another minute. My life is ONE BIG SIGHHHHHH....
Tubo...

Some interesting (wag na lang weird) things about me that makes me different and unique, and at the same time, similar to other people:
1. I don't like taking baths on Sundays. It's my au naturel day.
2. I have a penchant for Persol 649s and the wayfarer style glasses. As of the moment, I have 2 sunnies and 2 glasses with that style.
3. I haven't had a job in months but I still managed to go this year to Bangkok, Boracay (2x), and Europe. (Tip: savings and a matrona lover)
4. I have a fat gut but firm and shapely ankles.
5. I'm trying to look around in my condo for more interesting things about me but all I can find is a lamp, an electric fan, and palm trees.
6. My though process is so fast and so erratic that I can think about 5 different things all in 25 seconds and forgot what I was thinking about in the first place.
6. I have an iPod touch but I want a Macbook Air.
7. I live where you work. (Hint: security and cleaning services)
8. I love matching my ukay shirt with a DSquared2 (kelangan talaga ganito ang spelling) belt, Zara shoes, and H&M pants.
9. People often stop to ask me if I'm Will DeVaughn or Boy Abunda, depending on the lighting.
10. I have an extra bone on my right collar bone.
in a rut

I am such in a rut right now. Actually, I have been for the past 6 months. I have this thing that when I'm expecting a trip or vacation somewhere, I don't commit to anything because it might interfere with my plans. One of my friends call it the "Summer Itch".
Makes sense because viewing my track record, I've been applying for jobs in June (end of summer), and then resign in February (unofficial start of summer, at least for me it is). This doesn't mean that I have a commitment issue with employment; just means that I am committed to holidaying.
Which really should stop. I've been living a 15-year old's life for the past 3 years, which was when I finished college. I want to start living as an adult, someone who knows about responsibilities and how to fulfill them. I'm tired of spending my days going to Glorietta/Greenbelt to look at things that I can't even afford.
I guess I still have a problem realizing that I'm just a normal person, just like everyone else. I tend to think of my life as having a superior importance. It's not narcissism as I know that I'm not THE greatest person; it's just egotism, telling myself that my life is worth living more than most people. But I know I don't think that too much that it blinds me from who I truly am because I envy "normal" cookie cutter people for living normal lives. And by normal, I mean: finishing college, going to look for a job, getting promoted after a few years, getting married, having kids, having grand kids, and dying.
It's just that there are different issues that I consider when looking for a job, and commiting to it, which I'll enumerate:
1. Attendance / punctuality issues: Yup, I'm the constant tard. I once got fired for a job that required me to go to office at 10 AM, which isn't that early. I went to work at 12 NN or 1 PM. Which leads me to the second factor:
2. Efficiency issues: I've always believed that smart work is waaaaayy better that hard work. Meaning, if you can be smarter and look for faster ways to finish a task, then you'll be more efficient, as opposed to trying to do a task how it should usually be done. I go to work at 12 NN because I believed that going to work at 10 AM is a waste of time because I'm not going to do anything anyway. I'll just sit there, tinker with my things, connect to the internet, chat with my friends, upload photos on my friendster, and wait till a customer shows up. And then I can do my work.
3. Socio-political issues: I hate what's happening to this country! It's really hard for me to work, pay taxes, and realize that the government is just putting everything I've worked so hard for into their pockets. Fine, I see a LOT of improvements, but most come from the private sector. I look at old government buildings, puddles in EDSA, wandering taong grasa, choatic electrical wirings on rotting wooden posts, and I wonder where the taxpayers' money go. It's heart-breaking to realize these things are happening to a country that took me 20 years to appreciate. And so, I would have none of it. I'd rather not work than be a contributor to the President's Social Fund.
4. Intra-personal issues: I'm special. I graduated valedictorian in primary school, and I have been an over-achiever in high school. I am better than call center agents and socialite camwhores. Why? Simply because I am who I am. Yeah right. Maybe I'm just insecure because I'm getting old and I still don't have any credit to my name. I've always thought that I'll be a great leader but everytime I walk out of a 500-mile radius from where I was, I suddenly think, "Hey! There's 6 billion people in the world, and all of them have the same capacity as you are, maybe even better. There are people a lot hotter than you, a lot taller, richer, wiser, bigger, smoother, finer, with bigger feet and a better jawline! So stop it with the ME ME ME!!!...
So this is why I am here at home posting an entry at 3:45 PM instead of making life happen. Let's just hope time doesn't run out for me. That I'm 65-year old and I still flip burgers in Burger King. You see, that's my biggest fear i life: FAILURE. I'm too hard on myself sometimes. You see, I have a lot of issues to deal with. They may not be big, but they are my own.
M Beck!
After 3 months of sleepiness, I'm finally deciding to write in this blog again... I actually don't know what to write about, I just got inspired by misterhubs, chuvaness, and Brian Gorrell. Since I don't have anything happening right now, I've been very busy checking out blogs in my living room. So there. L'obsession du jour.