day4

damage: $300 something like
cute girls: 0!
walked: my legs are killing me!

judging by the frequecy of my blogs.. you should know that everything has gone back to normal.. i.e. i'm back working.. there are a few thing unsettling me.. that's that.

i have managed to not show up for everything i have (or people have) planned for me. no night outs.. no clubs.. man.. i was looking forward to that. i just can't get over the fact that my night out happens while the sun is still out. and my sleeping habits are not doing so well either.

this has become seriously uneventful. i'm ready to go home..

day 3

where.. oh where.. do i start?

let's do a count..

damage: $300+
cute girl(s): 1
journey: less than 5 miles.. walking!

how's that for a count? hahaha... i woke up pretty early today. i got do some emails even before the day officially started..

but here's the highlight of the day..

mom and i agreed that we're going to check out the location of the office and how to get there.. well, finding it was the easy part.. we did a bit of walking around the city after we found the building. so mom was doing her whole tourist guide bit.. and kept on boasting her vast knowledge of san francisco commute. (it was rather interesting that we were the only two people in turista attire in the shuttle this morning)

then mom started making weird turns into dodgy streets.. if she weren't my mom.. i'd think that she was going to mug me or something, leading me into her strategic location.. IT'S WORSE! suddenly she's going into a church.. ok.. i got marooned into going to church.. then the park.. mosconi center.. and doing the whole turista thing.. ARG!! and mom does that all the time.

here it is.. day 2!

well.. technically not the second day of my trip.. but i figured i'd just count it this way so as not to confuse myself (i get confused easily.. a lot of you know that..)

2 things that happened to me yesterday (sunday!)

1. drove a hundred miles in my brothers complicated ass car! literally a hundr miles.. ang layo!! but can i just say.. i'm loving GPS! hahaha.. i imagine if my car had that, atleast may kausap ako sa car lagi.. kahit na mejo suplada..

2. family day extraordinaire! duane said i'm all special cuz nj and louie made a rare appearance just for me.. together no less!! i almost had the feeling that it's on the same level as a lunar eclipse! and they all changed a whole lot! a whole lot!

marriage talk (nanaman!!), how-you-do's, you were so little then talk, forgetting cousin names.. juz like 'ol times!

day 1

so normally i blog about things that happen to me when i travel.. well, not necesarily blog, but i do write about them.. mainly because knowing myself, i'd forget.

my flight was ok.. just that.. ok. i wish there were free seats so i could have moved around a bit.. let's just say there is a particular seat i wish i were seating on.

nature fights back

Squirrel goes on rampage, injures 3

BERLIN (Reuters) - An aggressive squirrel attacked and injured three people in a German town before a 72-year-old pensioner dispatched the rampaging animal with his crutch.

The squirrel first ran into a house in the southern town of Passau, leapt from behind on a 70-year-old woman, and sank its teeth into her hand, a local police spokesman said Thursday.

With the squirrel still hanging from her hand, the woman ran onto the street in panic, where she managed to shake it off.

The animal then entered a building site and jumped on a construction worker, injuring him on the hand and arm, before he managed to fight it off with a measuring pole.

"After that, the squirrel went into the 72-year-old man's garden and massively attacked him on the arms, hand and thigh," the spokesman said. "Then he killed it with his crutch."

The spokesman said experts thought the attack may have been linked to the mating season or because the squirrel was ill.

kids say the darnest things!

there was a show a while back which i watched every now and then. i wouldn't say that i'm the biggest fan of that show, but it did amuse me.. how kids candidly say the funniest things.

i read a notebook cover (my sister's notebook) with prayers and i thought they were worthy to share here.

here goes;

dear god,
are you really invisible or is that just a trick?
-lucy

dear god,
did you mean for giraffe to look like that or was it an accident?
- norma

dear god,
thank you for the baby brother but what i prayed for was a puppy.
- carlo

dear god,
instead of letting people die and having to make new ones, why don't you just keep the ones you got now?
- jane

dear god,
please put another holiday between christmas and easter. there is nothing good in there now.
- zheila

dear god,
maybe cain and abel would not kill each so much if they had their own rooms. it works with my brother.
- harry

dear god,
if you give me ginie lamp like alladin, i will give you anything you want except my money or my chess set.
- raphael

dear god,
in bible times did they really talk that fancy?
- jennifer

dear god,
i bet it is hard for you to love all of everyone in the whole world there are only 4 people in our family and i can never do it.
- nan

dear god,
i keep waiting for summer but it never come yet. don't forget.
- mark

dear god,
we read that edison made light. but in sunday school they said you did. so i bet he stoled your idea.
sincerly,
donna

dear god,
i think the stapler is one of your greatest invention.
- cielo

dear god,
if you watch in church on sunday i will show you my new shoes.
- mickey d

dear god,
wouldn't it be easier if mr. moses wished to teleport all the people across the sea? just asking.
- skipper

dear god,
i think about you sometimes even when i'm not praying.
- elliott

dear god,
i went to this wedding and they kissed right in the church is that ok?
- carol

dear god,
i want to be just like my daddy when i get big but not with so much hair all over.
- sam

dear god,
i would like to live 900 years like the guy in the bible.
- arlene

dear god,
if you let the dinosaur not extinct we would not have a country. you did the right thing.
- bobot

dear god,
dad, brought a moscot yesterday, her name was aunt steph. she's so big and cuddly. thanks!
- liza

dear god,
if you let me win our acting contest i'll let you wear my medal for 10..no 20 seconds.
- kimberly

dear god,
please don't let rose know that i have a crush on her, i'm good as dead. i think i need to pee! wait a minute..
- oirac

dear god,
i really need your help it's a matter of life and death. please answer me! 8x3=_, 9+73=_, 8/2=_
- stan

dear god,
mom always chase me for a daily bath routine. is it in the bible?
- christian

dear god,
if i were buddhist will you still talk to me or would you just let me hum?
- emem

dear god,
the prayer that was taught to us was getting confusing, was it deliver us some email? or deliver us more burgers?
sincerely,
daisy

dear god,
i want to be like jesus, i want to have lots of fans.
- meligen

dear god,
sorry i cheat 2 answers from liza and 3 answers from joan in our christian ethics class.
- princess

dear god,
you don't have to worry about me i look both ways.
- manuel

dear god,
why can't we celebrate ash wednesday on friday? is it related to friday the 13?
- mimi

dear god,
i want to be a superhero like superman but no ghost villains please. you know i hate ghosts.
- jack

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hahaha... you gotta love kids..

make a memory

mood: sullen/confused
background: Make a Memory by (i shit you not!) Bon Jovi

i've been wanting to blog for the longest time. sadly, i just haven't got the time to sit down and write anything decent of an entry.

decided to write snippets down on my journal. average four lines per entry.. rather short for someone who talks like me.

recently i found new friends. its funny how you find these guys and you just want to spend every moment with her.. i mean them! hahaha... sometimes things work out really well.. other times, well... they just don't.

i've always thought that friendships and/or relationships in general thrive on the differences rather than similarities.. but then it's funny how things are started by what you share in common. (**hmm.. that almost sounded profound. too bad it doesn't make sense). a point will come though, at least in my experience that the differences (i.e. coming from different worlds, etc) will inevitably shatter you back into reality. (**too dramatic). wake you up back to reality. (**sounds better).

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i'm reading a book by Malcolm Gladwell called "blink". i really find it interesting as i associate so many of my past experience with what the book is talking about. i have always highlighted how the seemingly blink of an eye, day-to-day decision plays a crucial (**central even!) role in where you are right now. and these are the littlest things.. what you ordered for lunch on a particular day, deciding to go to a party you initially didn't want to go to, what shirt you wear.. i firmly believe that these seemingly mundane things add up and equate to where you are.. e.g. if i had not worn my blue shirt to my first job interview, i probably won't be exactly who i am right now... i don't know how.. but that's my gut feeling.

and that's exactly what blink talks about, your gut feeling and how it works. amazing.

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for some time now, i've been thinking of writing a book. i figure that i'd probably have something interesting to say.. operative word is probably.. i can't quite explain what fulfillment i get in writing. it's just something that i sincerely enjoy. not writing per se, but story-telling. i love telling stories and i seem to never run out of them.

there are a few who are much better at this than i am, more energetic, funnier, accurate.. but i doubt that none share this love for story-telling the same level that i do.

a lot figure me as a talker.. but i always think of myself as a listener first before a talker.. and that's because i like to absorb (**steal is a more apt word) other people's story for my chance to tell on my own chance. that's probably how i am..

and it's funny because with my bad memory, i tend to repeat stories.. and people just find that weird.. and i realized that i have the tendency to tell the same story over and over.. and i recently realized that i tell it the same way. exactly the same way..

has it become an act for me? well, i've always wanted to be a stand-up comedian.. but apparently you need to be funny for that.. an insignificant requisite if you ask me..

a few things i read recently which i won't want to forget..

"the glass will always be either half full or half empty..
for me i guess it depends on what you're drinking"