viral sarcasm..i love it!

I am Obsessed!!
-hahahaha..it's been a long time since i had an obsession .. But guess what..I am obsessed with Dr. House..I simply love that series...and that great guy Hugh Laurie.
It's funny how a person so unlikeable , so arrogant and insensitive became one of America's most loved sex symbol...Duh!blame it on the cane or. Vicodin??...
anyway, i wanna share some of the best quotes I got from that series...



"Arrogance has to be earned. Tell me what you've done to earn yours.

"OK, fine. I'll father your child. But first you gotta write me a Vicodin prescription. Just so I can get through the foreplay."

"I thought I'd get your theories, mock them, then embrace my own. The usual."


"Loss of free will. I like it. Maybe we can get Thomas Aquinas in for a consult."

“Like I always say, there's no "I" in team. There's a "me" though, if you jumble it up.”

“You can think I'm wrong, but that's no reason to quit thinking.”

Perseverance does not equal worthiness. Next time you want to get my attention, wear something fun. Low-riding jeans are hot.

Hello, sick people and their loved ones! In the interest of saving time and avoiding a lot of boring chitchat later, I'm Doctor Gregory House; you can call me "Greg." I'm one of three doctors staffing this clinic this morning.

-this insane series had kept me sane in my insane moments....

spending my time

today i feel more mature than yesterday, i learn the real meaning of discerning and
i am proud of my self for being able to withhold my bad feelings .
i had stifled some thoughts and i harbor bad feelings over a person for the past few days and i am not happy about it. Many bad thoughts come to mind and stays there. Like all poisons that are not released, killing memories of good times little by little..
Just last night i thought about it and I decided to let go of those bad emotions once and for all, they are hindering me from thinking straight and it's not even worth it.
If I can live without the need to hear, see, touch that person....then he's not worth it.
If I can live without the need of his thoughts and opinions....then he's not worth my time.
If I can live without the need for his money....then he's not worth it.
If I can live and be happy without the need to share it with him......then he was not even worth it.
If I can feel dignified and proud without the need of his reassurance....then he was not worth it.

time spent, is time lost....if i need to live a happy life then i should spend it building good times instead of wrecking it with bad thoughts....

Bravado meets Menopause 2

The first sign of a nervous breakdown is when you start thinking your work is terribly important!

Bravado meets Menopause

menopausal stage is one of the most dreaded thing a braggart person could ever encounter. when his self-effacing truth is finally questioned and everything he previously believed to be his forte is no longer believable. when he yells, he is more annoying than frightening...
when his arrogance is deemed defensive for the lack of eager audience...

when anchor wobbles, jump ship

when job becomes too emotional and life in the workplace becomes overly dramatic , it's time to start composing the inevitable "goodbye colleagues letter" a.k.a Resignation letter..

I was never a dramatic person (and never will i be)...many times, I've been interpreted by people as "no-feelings" person , we'll that might sound true but u know, i also feel but it's just that i don't like to feel strongly for situations or things or even some people..I have my reasons which i don't need to explain. I hate explaining and i hate confrontation...
Once a person enters in the vicious phase , that is "WORK", at first he/she becomes elated...work means money and money is equated to freedom but later will he/she knows that work is like a thick-metal prison...even Michael Scoffield couldn't break away....it becomes a suffocating force pulling you out of your bed in the middle of wonderful dream, suffocating force that keeps you standing even if every inch of your body is mad tired and wants to collapse, suffocating force squeezing your brain.....crazy!! Work is a complete arch-enemy of Freedom.. And sometimes if not always, a person deprived of freedom can be overly emotional and reactive. And hence, "the office" being packed of freedom-deprived earthlings becomes like a mine-filled land...people explode like bombs when provoked.
I had many people coming to me telling me how stressful their lives at work are..i've heard them all i guarantee you....from assholes bosses, torturing shifts, management conflicts, unfair salary distribution to office relations (illicit, illegal...whatever), skirt lengths , even stapler and bondpaper problems.... I had my share of work problems too... damn!how can they expect me to be master-adviser of the same problems i can't even start to solve my self...But i always have my one-liner which is like a mantra but is never followed... "Quit! Jump ship" ...hahahaha... go fish..
Many a times i told my self the same line but up til now am still sailing on the same ship.. Work for me has surpassed the level of just money, my work place is a community where people hang on each other for survival...One employee is like a nail keeping the ship glued; 1,2 or 5 rusted nails could pluck-out a wood causing water to enter, causing the ship to sink..
Mud-slinging, back-stabbing, power play are words I often hear from the vile-filled mouths of employees who have nothing to occupy their idle times with...If for some reasons, you feel injusticed by the way things are not turning towards you then by all means jump ship...you are keeping your workplace emotional and you are inflaming people..
If for any consolation be decent enough to respect the hands that feed your mouth.....

sarcasm and the pikon

-i was browsing the net a while ago and i discovered that there actually is a a society for the sarcastic... www.sarcasmsociety.com
i was really baffled as i never imagined that sarcastic people have this appetite to form some kind of community and talk like normal people...i could only guess how this people might talk:

person1:hi there! you look great in your photo.....but you know, photoshop could do wonders...just kidding
person2: thanks... this is me unedited...is that you on your pic ID? maybe you should test if photoshop could really do wonders..
person 1: hahahaha...changing this look might disappoint the world...
person2: aha!!! yeah...am sure...we should promote extinction...
person1: <<@_@>>
person2: (>^_^)>

i could only imagine if the world is dominated by sarcastic people......hehhehehehe... it might be fun.....

when friends are sad....

-sometimes words ain't enough....
how can one comfort the other in the truest sense?.. words spoken are merely words, no power ,no strength, it doesn't cease the pain nor solve the problem..
this i realized.. I've been thru my own share of downs but it never reach the pit the way a friend is experiencing right now...I want to cry her pain but i feel that i don't even have the slightest sense of how painful her life is so i could only stifle my feelings and just watch her cry her self out..
maybe she only need my silence so i could hear her...i wish i could give her my time but you know, i don' t even own one-half of it. I wish i could give her a million but i don't have any...
the only thing i could give her maybe, is being her bestfriend.........

hey!!
i could be ur slave for a month
promo period ends: August 13, 2007

spaced out.....

Oppps,,opps. just got back from the grave! O hisashiburri desu ne!!
When i usually get silent it means some broths getting cooked... ahahha.
Basically, i'm extremely busy at some point and extremely bored on other times so just the mere thought of writing or even thinking is too damned hard...i'm in my robotic stage where i moved by command. Many people get confused when i am at this state but real friends knew that this is just an episode , no feelings involved.. haha..

time flies too fast before we knew it, another month would gracefully exit and comes another month..it is so sudden that most of the nights when my eyes just won't close, i ask my self.. "what have i done today?" and the answer would be "nothing significant". Sometimes it just hit me hard and made me sad but most of the times i don't bother. I am 26, some of my batch mates are doing significantly great while others are doing miserably awful...i am in the middle- in the safe ground..i am waiting for things to happen and i let people wait for me... bakka!! This is the real scenario and a lot of people are pressuring me into doing what is conventionally done by people at my age....marry the guy!!!..but it's just not rational to do it now.. it's like suicide for me... it's nice to have someone in your life, it's total bliss, total happiness, it's crappy, it's mushy , it's corny to be in love yet , IT is aLSo wondErFul..

just yesterday i had a serious talk with my cousin..and we talked much things we never dared mentioned to any living soul.. finally i get to blurt some bitter vile i've been keeping and it made me breathe just to finally let it out.. thanks to her..

to those concern:
i will marry when george clooney decides that we finally end our dating stage and settle down for good. hahaha
p.s.
Otoko wa doko desu ka? Yoi otoko o kudasai....お願いします。
どうもありがとう。

Tatay, My Super Hero

i remember vividly when i was 6 years old and my sister is 7... we were called by our father right after dinner to have an important talk... you know, we don't usually talk serious matters in the house, so when things like that happens we usually get nervous....

" okay..from now on, i want both of you to call me Tatay instead of Papa..." my father said..

" are we becoming poor?" i ask.... You see, some of our poor playmates call their father "tatay", while all our rich playmates call their father "Daddy or Papa" so i had this notion that the word tatay had that connotation... well, anyway ... we called my father "Tatay"... our elder siblings call him "Papa"....

- a father is a hero, for the constant unselfishness they had. My father had always been away while we are growing up, i remember it right , he was assigned to almost all parts and corners of the Philippines to set up systems and sometimes we don't see him for months but I always knew that my father is somewhere feeding his loneliness with the thought of giving good future to his family...

- a father is a safe refuge... When i was little up til now, I always feel safe when my father is around, he is like Batman who is always on the look out for bad elements...Even tired, he never complains of driving us around just to get us safe to where wanted to go..Even tired, he and mama never sleep waiting for us to safely arrived home..

- a father is a unique entertainer... Tatay had always been a serious person. Never smiled easily and don't talk much.. But my father had his ways of keeping us happy. He never failed to bring some goodies from work when i was little.. Tatay's arrival home has always been a race for us..always excited what he had for us... even if he has no money but we always had that special white rabbit as "pasalubong"...

-a father is an ATM machine forver...my father had been a very good provider... We never had much but we always had enough..I know how my father work his ass off just to send us to good school and provide us comfortable lives. Uptil now, i still bother asking my father some money specially when i run out of cash... hehehe..

- a father is a lightning when you seemed spaced out...i had made loads of blunders in my life.. and many times, i get spaced out, blinded by things ..i had a rebellious soul, so i do things without considering the consequence... so when i seemed to lost track, bang!!! my dad is like Zeus throwing angry lightnings at me!!

I am very proud of the man who became my father.. I had always been happy to be his daughter...I am happy for the things he had accomplished in his life and I will forever be grateful for this person who unconditionally loved his family..

To the man I love the most, to my Tatay!!

Happy Father's Day!!

Vengeance of the Aliens

the aliens had finally made their attack!!!..... to manifest their power and existence in this world we call LFI!! The mission: to decapitate the livings and just make us shut up!! it was obviously a retaliation of the previously written article which my colleagues responded with ardent hatred as if the aliens had done them crimes worthy of capital punishment!! Well, anyway... there's no stopping me of writing anythings, unless they take out my keypad.. These guys might had taken a course in Behavioral Conditioning...you know B.F. Skinner the proponent of behavioral conditioning? He had promoted the idea of both Positive reinforcement and Negative reinforcement. The idea is introducing a positive reinforcement in order to elicit favorable response....very well done! Then came the inevitable! Implementing negative reinforcement to elicit a response...What then is a negative reinforcement? It is not putting some negative stimulus in the environment but taking away the perks and the add-ons... basically this is what the aliens are doing in their subtle invasion, enhancing their system by down-dating the users' access....right after the controversial article was posted...Is it possible that they have read the article specially intended for them? Go figure! if this is the case, is it possible that all that runs through the system is viewed? screened? filtered? GO FIGURE!!