coffee break

watching an interesting movie sunday night. it’s about a not so distant future were hate, war, poverty is no longer a concern. by paying a small price, removing the human emotion. they surmise that the human emotion is the cause of things bad.

yes, it’s true. pride had driven hitler to eradicate millions of jews, a cleansing of the lesser race. his pride have led into war, and death and famine. greed, as we all know has a power that consumes the best of everyone. very few people can resist the power of power, let alone pass it up.

so… are you willing to give up your ability to feel for the greater good? to love, feel pain, laugh, dance, jump. will you abandon yourself?

listening to:  
Breakaway – Kelly Clarkson : Beautiful Disaster (Live)

live simple. sounds easy but really, can you? before you draw another breathe and insinuate that it is so, i dare you to live without the very computer you are using to read this entry.

life is complicated as we know it. and ironically, as we move along and get a little wiser, we complicate it even more. we work 40 hours  a week, even more at times, to have the means to make life easier for we. we sweat blood laboring the days to finally have enough means to buy easy living. but most of the time it is that wanting for an easier life that makes it hard. a paradox, a conundrum. you need to wok extra hard to buy time with a ‘professional’ whose advise always read, take it easy cowboy, you’re not in a race. eehh? now you tell me?

life is a race. life is complicated, unfair and will beat you to a pulp when you least expect it. and yet they want us to believe that life is not mean. i know now realize and fully understand that life is what we make it. there is no zen or new-age class that can teach you what life is about or how it should be. in our thirst to make a meaning out of everything, we are left wondering and feeling unfulfilled. why should it mean something? there is no generic, cookie cutter, cardboard layout answer to it. you are not here to leave a legacy, to donate schools or help starving children.t now that would be cruel, setting expectations before hand. but it doesn’t mean you don’t have to help others.  as i see it, to make life simple, you just need to live it. no expectations.

listening to:  
Josh Groban – Josh Groban : Vincent (Starry, Starry Night)

a complete 180; does anyone of you wishes you have your own pool. i do, and if ever i have one, i’ll work, eat, and sleep in there. this weather is way too hot for me. if this continues, the polar ice caps will melt at the end of summer. lately, i have seen a change in my preference with office clothes. usually in classic, crisp, long sleeves and tailored dress pants, i now prefer short sleeves and comfy shoes. if only we’re allowed to wear board shorts.

i sold some of my stuff at the recent cubao expo flea market. 2 viktor skinny jeans and 5 office clothes. quite a difficult feat for me, i can’t seem to say goodbye to my clothes since i still wear them. i don’t really keep clothes i don’t wear. but it’s for a good cause; a friend’s friend is having  health issues with her recently born baby. if there’s a good enough reason to part with my clothes, it would be this one. but the experience alone was worth it. i have this imaginary scene in my mind that i would talk to buyers and give them some style tips and coordinate a rocking look. in reality it was mayhem. the customers we had were from all walks of life, the ones that don’t know viktor and jimmy key and… to the point that i was even embarrassed to say how much i was asking for them, even though it was marked so low that ino would kill me. from a sea of 20, 50 and 80 pesos shirts, blouses and office clothes, mine was seen as snobbish and pretentious.

after much complaining and almost throwing it out of the window, i have a new/old replacement office laptop. from a super business and formal nc6320 laptop to a uber chic tx1213 tablet. it’s from my manager, his ‘old’ one. he doesn’t like it and got a new one. it’s good that he doesn’t like it and that i have a somewhat man-of-few-words relationship with my manager. me? man of few words? yeah right. i rarely complain to him, rarely needs guidance and most of the time i just talk to him to give updates and asks support for projects and pursuits i do. i’m loving the tablet, so cool that i can twist the display and do my presentation. my only complaint to this is the display clarity, quite poor under bright light conditions.

i told myself that i will not care for small things. no sweating for the small stuff. no talks of this scandal, stupid miss usa contestants, no politics. unless it holds the answer for renewable source of energy, poverty and world peace, they will not occupy a space in my blog. kapish?

oh, before i go, please stop wearing brightly colored clothes. no neons unless you want to go to the clubs, at night, circa early 90s. it’s too bright outside, too hot and too damn uncomfortable to see a mistake with legs and a purse walking towards you. do it for the people that are looking at you. if not that, do it for yourselves, if you wanna get laid.

i spent us$88 for the whole american idol songs at itunes. though i could have opted for torrent/limewire like most people do, i chose to do what is right. if i advocate anti-piracy, i should do so in every way possible. piracy applies to all not just struggling artists and art films. on the upside of things, itunes gave me a 10 song coupon for free.

listening to:  
American Idol 8 – Matt Giraud: Let’s Get It On

something to digest this weekend…

if this stops you from loving, then you don’t love him enough.

let’s all pause and think. ironic to think that abundance of choices sometimes limit us. sometimes having less makes it easier for us. life is never about abundance, it’s about having enough. but here we are in this rat race, were success is measured by excesses.

life is simple, we just need to live. and how we live our lives is entirely up to us. as for me, i need to stop over analyzing. i need to be present and live my life instead of thinking about it. aside from being simple, life is also short. so live.

listening to: 
Waiting For My Rocket To Come – Jason Mraz : No Stopping Us