the curious story of my asymetric hickey!

i was wondering if it's appropriate for me to write this way here.. well my conclusion is that, if your old enough to know not to put dodgy things in your mouth.. your old enough to read this.. (yep.. spit that out.. you don't know where it's been!)

i love this video! you have to watch it before reading -- puts things into perspective!

today is a no stress rest day for me.. the doctor from lastnight said that i'm too stressed and what i was experiencing was partly viral infection / anxiety attack. sounds clinical that way... i know there's a better way of putting it.. but can't find my word right now.

so i was thinking what it is that relaxes me.. writing is on the top of my list.. so bare with me, this is therapy!

the only difference between a tragedy and a comedy is that.. well.. in one the guy gets the girl.. and the other.. hmm.. he dies. so you go figure which is which.. but this much i can tell you. they are both funny as hell.. atleast if you think about it!

i'd love to say that that's my original idea -- but it's not. i heard it from the movie stranger than fiction. that cover copyrights, et al.

my point - life is funny.. it just depends on how you tell and re-tell the story to make it a comedy.

so on we go with my story. (all those paragraph and i haven't even started yet)

i had to go back to work last night. my cough was already bad -- and was getting worse. so i decided to go home sick after my am meetings. but something needed my attention in the office that night so i had to go back. i like to think that's why they pay - cuz i get things done. and this is me getting a few things done.. against all odds!! [cue: background music - dramatic entrance you have no right...]

i got the chance to sit in a quiet room in the office to think things through and get some work done. as i was about to go home. i was having a really hard time breathing. struggling for breath more than the usual. so i figured i'd bring myself to the hospital on my way home. plus everyone's been on my case about a check-up!

i really don't like hospitals.. i called meng while i was waiting - so she kept me company while i was there.. there was also a cute girl there... that's another story sometime in the end of this blog.

when i'm not talking to anyone - all these thoughts are in my mind. well.. i again promised my self that i'd write my short stories.. there's one story about a guy (me) adopting a dog (mischa) with the motive of using the cutest dog to pick up chicks... i adopted the dog and pick up chicks i did.. i was able to train mischa to bother cute girls on cue.. worked very well until.. well.. i met the one girl (stereo-typical cute girl). her name is mischa! (twisted random coincidence). we hit it off. and she was pleasant about having the same name as my dog. a few more random stories of sweety-sweety shit. (and a beach scene somewhere there is a must.. na may outing and dance number!) but akitas - mischa's breed are not water dogs.. so trying to figure how i'll throw in the beach-outing scene there.. near the end, or the conflict is.. mischa killed mischa... the bitch killed my dog! (i love this statement). not really sure how it will end.. but i will when i write it down..

i'm a storyteller, so while i was in the hospital (i really hate hospitals), i was again plotting another story.. it's about queenie (the cute nurse) and her patient.. so this guy comes into the emergency room for a minor treatment. queenie was interrupted as she was telling her friend, amy (also a nurse) how she hates it when patients hit on her in the emergency room.. by.. who else.. the dude! queenie thought the guy was remotely cute.. (translation - MABAIT!) but he was sweet as hell.. and very pleasant and all that. and guess what, flirting with her. so she decided to play along. and it was weird.. the guy was wearing a barely corporate shirt, tucked out over his jeans and chuck taylors.. queenie knew for sure that this guy was corporate (ok.. so i think i'd fit in as the image for this -- that would exactly be what i was wearing). everything was almost perfect, the closest to cheese was when the guy asked that queenie hold his hands through the injection. (he doesn't like needles) she thought it was weird but did hold his hands anyway. now the guy is asking for queenie's number but the girl wouldn't give. she wants to give her number but wouldn't just cuz she was telling amy how she hates guys hitting on her at work.. don't shit where you eat.. even if it's the ER! the compromise was quennie promised to give the dude her number if he comes back to the ER another time and if he finds queenie on duty. what were the chances right? slim to none.. finally the guy is discharged and his last hail mary effort didn't even bring heat. great! 2 hours left on queenie's shift. and she's home sweet home.. alone (she thought! but she enjoys it) as slow as time went, "almost there!" queenie thought right when the alarm broke.. ambulance was bringing in a guy in a baby blue folded up shirt, jeans and chuck taylors. clothing was red all over with blood. from the across the er.. the guy finds queenies eyes and was asking that she come closer. they didn't ask him to fill the form, they brought out the one from 40 minutes ago (how considerate they are?!?!). it looks really bad.. trauma on the chest.. classic car accident. instinctively, queenie holds on to his hands.. as they wheeled him in. with all the blood and tears, guy throws a faint smile at queenie. and she really liked it, smiled back but seemed fake. she was really worried now and doesn't know what to do. instructions around her went blurr. guy grips her and and is trying to whisper something... "now do i get your number?" after the commotion, queenie writes her number on the guys arm with permanent marker. i'm not sure if the guys lives or not. but i'm leaning more on not. funnier that way! ahahha..

i still haven't gotten to tell you about my assymetrical hickey! it was from the ECG machine thingymajig! felt like frankenstein as this girl was hooking me up -- in a totally different light! so she puts my shirt up and attaches those sucky-thingies! across my chest.. didn't really take a lot of time. at the end.. "sir.. we're done" WHAM! yanks the whole damn thing from my chest. so now i have two hickies across my chest.. i thought that was funny. wasn't in the mood to be not in the mood then. so i just took it.

there is also this gay nurse dude who gave me attitude.. hahaha.. i realized i deserved it. he was saying something and i wasn't paying attention. so the dude just colds me. suddenly acted as if i weren't there. in my mind "ok - i deserved that" for some reason naisip ko si maco! hahaha...

and there was a beautiful girl with her boyfriend. i think they brought the girl's mom to the ER. beautiful girls walk a certain way. they have "the walk". with her flowery bag on her left hand and a mobile on the other as she walks past everyone in the ER. gives the illusion that people get out of her runway as she struts across. she looked corporate too. except.. well.. she had flowers on her bandana-ish majig across her forehead tied around her nape. and the tail running down with her hair. red shoes that matches her red bag.. she was wearing stilts too, so i figured she came from work when called to the hospital.

they left the ER. and soon after i was sent to x-ray. by this time, i've caught glances with this girl. and here's what broke me to silent laughter. across the hall in radiology, her guy was leaning on a table barely visible from where i was standing. so the girl was standing infront of him and holding hands with the guy.. she leans nearer the guys chest tilts her head to my direction and throws me a "look"! ha! she was rubbing it in! hahaha... ouch! i was frantically screaming in my head.. "ref!! foul!! ref!! FOUUULL!!!" no red card given... dang!

so decided to watch thismovei with al pacino and the guy from beautiful mind.. about nicotine smoking.. and the whole drama of this doctor giving a testimony.. how ironic is it that i was in the hospital with chest pains (most like due to smoking) and HBO was playing a movie saying nicotine is addictive! the universe's way of saying "I TOLD YOU SO!!!"

everything after that was rather uneventful. all this in a normal day in the crazy world with glen. imagine!

this is really laugh out loud funny!

DUKE!! Champion ka!

THE!

We' ve been friends for a long time ago. We come from the same alma mother. Actually, our paths crossed one time on another. But it's only now that I gave him a second look. I realized that beauty is in the eyes. The pulpbits of my heart went fast, really fast. Cute pala siya. And then, he came over with me.

He said, "I hope you don't mine. Can I get your number?" Nag-worry ako. What if he doesn't give it back? He explained naman na it's so we could keep intact daw.
Sabi ko, connect me if i'm wrong but are you asking me ouch? Nabigla siya. Sagot
niya, The! Aba! Parang siya pa ang galit! Persona ingrata!!! Ang kapal niya! I cried buckles of tears.

Na-guilty yata siya. Sabi niya, isipin mo na lang na this is a blessing in the sky. Irregardless daw of his feelings, we'll go ouch na rin. Now, we're so in love. Mute and epidemic na ang past. Thanks God we swallowed our fried. Kasi, I'm 36 na and I'm running our time. After 2 weeks, he plopped the question.
"Will you marriage me?" I'm in a state of shocked. Kasi mantakin mo, when it rains, it's four! This is true good to be true. So siyempre, I said yes. Love is a many splendor.

Pero nung inaayos ko na ang aming kasal, everything swell to pieces.Nag-di-dinner kami noon nang biglang sa harap ng aming table, may babaeng humirit ng, "Well, well, well. Look do we have here." What the fuss! The nerd ng babaeng yon! She said they were still on. So I told her, whatever is that, cut me some slacks! I didn't want this to get our hand kaya I had to
sip it in the bud. She accused me of steeling her boyfriend. Ats if! I don't want to portrait the role of the other woman. Gosh, tell me to the marines! I told her, "please, mine you own business!" Who would believe her anyway?

Dahil it's not my problem anymore but her problem anymore, tumigil na rin siya ng panggugulo. Everything is coming up daisies. I'm so happy. Even my boyfriend said liketwice. He's so supportive. Sabi niya, "Look at is this way. She's our of our lives."

Kaya advise ko sa inyo - take the risk. You can never can tell. Just burn the bridge when you get there. Life is shorts. If you make a mistake, we'll just pray for the internal and external repose of your soul. I second emotion..

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"

blogging backog

it's been a while since i last blogged. this spot has probably been feeling very deprived. but the good news is, i think i have a few minutes to write down a few things.
having not blogged for a long time puts a lot of things into perspective. and how i missed it. and i realize that blogging for me is not necessarily for people to read it -- i'm pretty sure not a lot of people read this at all. but heck.. it's therapeutic for me. it's my outlet of sorts. let things out.. but how much are we allowed to let out?
always consider that blogging brings your thoughts "out-there". a contribution to society, maybe?
on one hand, blogging has become a powerful tool of sharing (and gathering) information. in this case, truth shall set you free. and i mean the whole truth.
but then, you have to cover your behind as well. like most things, balance is crucial.
just how do you know what to and not to blog?

Glenn is Crazy by Default!

so when was the last time you did something really crazy??

i walked around makati barefoot believe it or not!! from Mandarin Hotel back to the office.. why i did that you ask?? haha! you're gona have to find out the hard way.. try it!

Philippine Team Football Jersey

anyone interested in geting a replica of the philippine team football jersey.. leave your contact information in a comment. (email would be perfect!)

this is not certain yet.. but am working to have mizuno bring in replicas. will keep everyone posted on every detail i get.

so far they say that they will order jersey replicas when/if we qualify for the tiger cup.. so let's all keep our fingers crossed! go pinas! go azkals!

simoy in the air

sadly it's that time of the year again. and christmas is back. oh crap! here we go again. it's so tiring to go through the same thing over and over again. when will this end. ok.. don't answer that.

as it may seem in the first post. i'm not feeling very jolly these days.

but what do you do. deal with it.

best news of recent weeks. ate has given birth to a lovely baby girl. so exciting.

Ysabell Alexi Donesa Quejada

Izzy

so there are beautiful things in life that still do happen.. despite everything else =)

the cutest baby girl!!

Happy Halloween

state: unproductive
mood: numb
background: Chelsea vs Barcelona (replay 2 - 2)

the day went by withouth me noticing. in cases like these, one of only two things could have happened. 1. i was having so much fun or 2. i was asleep. it's number 2 today.

i really didn't get to do all the chores that i was looking to get done for today. i honestly have a whole lot of laundry to take care of. and now i'm cramming to get them all done. ofcourse while watching a replay of the barca-chelsea game.

last night was FutKal night out. hahaha.. and this is an indication of how crazy i have become. i went over to peter's to chill after work. like a few other past occasion we chill and grab a few burrrrs... hahaha... we 'borrow' a mask from his tita's garden and we are on our way for a beer run.. with our mask and futkalista cap on.

and it doesn't stop there.. we decide to chill at piedra with our masks, caps, and sweaters. and ofcourse.. a ball.

we meet up with a few friends. and drop the ball! belive it or not, we were a group made up mostly of girls kicking a ball around insed a club! that's street attitude right there!

and seeing the open area down stairs.. we just couldn't resist playing a quick game.. mano-o-mano.. ok.. so peter kicked my ass.. that's why i practice more.

when i got home.. i was totally stumped..

on a related note.. FutKal is starting to make waves. today we got our second feature story at the inquirer. but i still can't blog about it cuz it hasn't made the archive yet.. i'm concerned that the URL might change.. or maybe not.. let me try.. here.

i hope that works.. which reminds me.. i'd like to blog about that on the FutKal blog as well. one thing that i've been enjoying doing now is to google futkal and check out what people have been saying about FutKal. and ofcourse slowly build on it. right now, people raving about FutKal i can count them with my two hands.. but that will build soon.

- g l e n v e r

the unlucky streak had to end

one thing not a lot of people know about me is this.. i have never won anything my whole life. nada.. zilch.. zero.. competitions i have won.. a few if i remember correct. but for things that depend on sheer dumb luck.. i have never one anything my whole life..

until friday..

stuck in traffic last friday night on my way to a meeting, preparing for that big saturday FutKal Event.. like i always do i was listening to the radio. the standard procedure is that i listen to the radio (klite) on my way to work and on my way from work.. and everything else i have the cd blasting =) and you seriously need to follow this.. it's a law.. like gravity..

the funny thing about me is that i get really bored during my daily commutes. so it's typical that i call someone on the phone for a chat, or i am intent on what's happening on the radio show. they were giving off a cd.. and i thought.. hey i like that cd.. so i give em a call..

i had the phone on speaker and not really expecting an answer (based on experience, they never answer.. but i still try). then suddenly the same thing was on the radio and the phone.. all i had to say was.. "holy crap!"

here's the conversation..

dj carlo: hello! who's this?
me: it's glenver
dj carlo: ok DENVER.. to win that cd you gotta sing a song of one of the artists on the cd..
me: can i do coldplay? the scientist..
dj carlo: go for it..
me: hey is it good if i get the word wrong? (have to remember.. this is me were talking about)
dj carlo: yea it's good..
me: (sing a couple of lines from the scientist) is that good?
dj carlo: yea it's pretty good actually..
dj ron: did you recently get an operation?
me: pretty much.. yeah.
dj carlo: hahaha.. he said pretty much yeah.
dj ron: hahaha
dj carlo: ok DENVER.. please do stay on the line cuz i need to get your details

then goes into commercial..

so i figured.. it's ok that he made me sing on air.. he got my name wrong anyway.. and i figured no one would get it.. like there are a gazzilion denvers out there...

off the air..

dj carlo: ok denver..
me: actually, it's glenver
dj carlo: oh sheesh.. and i was saying denver the whole time..
me: nah.. it's all good man.. happens all the time.
dj carlo: and your lastname?
me: gregorio.. glenver gregorio
dj carlo: area of residence?
me: mandaluyong
dj carlo: alright glenver.. you can claim your prize here at the station.. blah.. blah..
me: cool! thanks bro!

going back on air after the commercial..

dj carlo: blah.. blah.. klite.. blah.. so apparently i got the winner's name wrong.. it's really GLENVER GREGORIO
me in the car: NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!! ARG!!! dope!!! waaaaah!!!
dj carlo: alright glenver you can claim your prize anytime here at paragon.. but the thing about it si that there's a typo on the cd.. not our fault.. blah.. blah....

and that ladies and gents.. is the day i sang a song on air.. dag maddit!!!

so much for being anonymous...

Number ONE Baby!!!

hahaha... i would like to thank my one and only... and they are the following..

i will never forget everyone who helped me get here.. who else did i forget??

finally.. google acknowledges me!

i am on the first page of google! hahaha..

thanks marc! now i have my eyes set on that Dr. Glenn Gregorio.. chief.. i got my eyes set on your top result spot.. mine! hehehe...

cheers!

Screaming in Silence

i pretty much spent the whole afternoon with mandark. we checked out the new starbucks over at lee gardens.. that place is pretty interesting. i'm not too excited about the fact that they don't have wi-fi! huwaaaat!?! shocking.

good thing marc recently signed up to globe 3g. so we had one laptop with internet.. and the other.. well.. hahaha..

i learned quite a few things from marc today. mostly google stuff. blogspot is not cooperating with me right now. 2 issues;

1. i can't seem to find myself in google! -- maybe my brain is just dead and i can't figure this thing out. or maybe.. well. i can't figure it out, period! no excuses. hahah.. none of my blogs will show on google.. common google! acknowledge me!! i almost feel like i don't exist.

2. i again have another qualm with blogspot. i can't seem to not make my whole posts show on the same page. i just want to show a brief of my daily posts and have a "Read More.." at each post.. how the hell do you do that?!?!

i'd appreciate everyone and anyones help here...

on a lighter note.

have you ever been in a situation when/where you see someone in a coffee shop. and you just like her so much.. ok.. ok.. a crush! hahaha.. (i feel like i'm in damn highschool!) but you can't talk to her.. for a lot of reasons.. a whole lot of them! and deep inside you hope that your path will cross with hers again. this may sound sad, but the only thing left to do is to go back to that coffee shop, same time same place (ok.. that's redundant). and hope to see her again. maybe then, she'd throw a smile my way..

and in my mind.. it all happened different.

as soon as marc goes out for a smokie break, i reluctantly approach her an ask.. "are you done with this magazine?"

she looks up, startled that i ask her about a magazine she didn't even notice on her table.. "uhmm.. i wasn't using it.."

"aww.. ok. can i borrow it then?"

"well.. it's not mine.. so go for it"

"thanks.. just get it from my table if you need it back.."

then she throws a smile..

i went back to my table, and put the magazine by my table and went back to my emails.. man.. that was a shoot down if i ever saw one.

but then she approaches after a few minutes and goes "you didn't even read it.."

"err.. i was gona. but then i just need to send this email out.. then i read it.."

"wow.. your online?"

"yep.. you need to check mail or something?"

"nakakahiya naman..!" she jokes

"ofcourse not.. cge let me just send this out... there. here take this seat."

"are you sure?"

"yeah.. yeah.. i could use the company. my buddy has gone missing... i'm glen by the way."

"carla.."

and then followed a wonderful conversation about music, study, work, futkal, m&m's, tocino, and a gazillion other nothing under the sun. marc was nice enough to be a cool buddy with our new friend carla..

we exchange number and agrees to have coff.. and then marc nudges me from my daydream with "pre, tara gutom nako.." crap! hahaha..

well carla. where ever you are.. i shall find you again.. then maybe you'd throw me that smile. =)

People have got to see this

while uploading the video for my last post.. i went ahead and browsed around youtube. and can i just say.. you need to see this..



wasn't that worth it?

MMDA Tricked Me!

one incident that i had not posted on my last entry was the curious incident involving an MMDA bastard...

to sum it all up.. he says i swerved turning right into buendia, from EDSA. i say i was merely following the yellow lane.

but what really pissed me off was when he said, i should have gone into the yellow lane way before the turn. i know for a fact that that is BS because as i told the bastard, i've been caught (twice!) before for doing that..

the other thing that ticked me was when he said, "cge.. bababaan ko na lang yung violation mo.." (ok.. i'll lower your violation) then looks at me sorta waiting that i offer him something.

as the don said.. "my offer is this... NOTHING!"

at that instant, i take my camera out and took everything in video. (it was such pleasure to see his fingers trembling while writing the ticket)

and below is an interesting scene..



note that he even got my registration, which they don't normally do.. that's harrassment.. hahaha!

in a nutshell, he says i should go into the yellow lane way before making the turn.. i don't agree.. he offers me his name, which is covered with all his damn pens.. oh well.. that's the MMDA for you!

i initially thought it's no use because he gave me my license back.. but got a ticket which i think i still have to pay for. all 13 violations prior to this wants or has taken my license.. (??)

i was in a very pleasant mood.. and 500 bucks is worth the comedy.

score.. MMDA 13 - glenver 1