Weekend Escapade plans

Weekends are here again and I'm thinking of how to spend it. First on my list.

A trip to the summer capital. Now don't laugh at me please, I have been out of the country many many times but I've never been to Baguio, that is why a day trip up the mountains might be a pretty good option. I'm planning to go there alone but several friends wanted to tag alone, well I guess thats better. It might get a bit lonely up there with all the lovebirds all over the place, the romantic scenery..well it's best to bring in some people with me.

Watch Superman at the Imax theater, now I've been to an IMax before in the States and it was really cool, but they say that the one at the Mall of Asia is one of the biggest plus I have been a huge superman fan since I was a kid, I'm very interested about the hunk that just replaced Christopher Reeves, girls are raving about him, whats new? don't know if he's as good as they say he is. Let's just see.

Go shopping and get a new haircut, hmm..I really sound like a metrosexual talking about this stuff in my blog. But well, this might also do me some good since it'll temporarily blow the lonely blues away. By the way, its salary day! Which reminds it's also time to pay the bils. Oopps more calls.

Almost time to go home...

It's 5:34, another half an hour and I'll be on my way home. It has been a good sales day once again for me. I guess, my being irritated was uncalled for. Ahh, thats just me, the ever impatient James Yee, always wanting things to be accomplished at the right time and with no delays.
All these customers throwing in all their credit card numbers and everything, it'll make you dizzy quite a bit. But well, the satisfaction of a sale being closed and the satisfaction on being able to help customers with their technical concerns is a reward in itself..the best thing is! you get paid for it. I am learning to appreciate the simple things in life all over again. To have a job, to just wake up in the evening and take a shower, put on some fresh clothes, listen to music on my way to work. I'm tired of thinking about the complexities of my life. I'm tired of thinking and wondering what could have been's and what might have been's. Ms. Morrisette was indeed correct when she told us that "life has a funny way of sneaking up to you when you think everythin's okay and everything goin' right and that life has a funny way of helping you out when you think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face". This journey will get more interesting, I know it. After all I know that after everything that has happened, at the end of the day there is just one truth that I cling to, that God is still very much in control of everything and that everything will be alright. I'll be okay. I'm going to enjoy my journey, I'll breathe the air, I'll sing, I'll try to live with gusto cuz you know what, I have only one life to live and it's too short to be complicated.Ooops, its time to go home. I hear something calling me, can you hear it? It's my bed, hehe. See you soon. Let's enjoy life together shall we?

Irritated state of being (as of now)

Credit card people!!! just do what you're suppose to do! process our orders! gosh! is that too hard to ask! heck, it's YOUR job not ours! (sorry for this, just need to release some steam) believe me, words are far better than killing someone.

One terrific sales day!

Just got a sale of over $15K! After a long bidding war with Apple, after typing several quotes, numerous phone calls, sales talk, a late lunch break and overtime at work (it's already 8:55). We got the deal!!

Current Read:

The Divine Comedy by Dante Alighieri.

Currently Listening To:

Painter Song-Norah Jones

Nightingale-Norah Jones

Drops Of Jupiter-Train

Kokomo-BeachBoys

Maria Maria-Santana

Shelter From The Storm-Bob Dylan

The Horses-Rickie Lee Jones

African Samba-Santana

After The Love Has Gone-Earth Wind and Fire (The wildcard on my songlist)

Baby I Love Your Way-Big Mountain

and several other songs from the Jerri Maguire soundtrack album and Santanas' Supernatural
getting jiggy on Latin music lately...ay carumba! I guess it's the World Cup fever gettin' on to me, ViVa Brazil! Let's Go Reynaldo!!!!

A Pig Story

Have you ever tried getting a pig for a pet? Scientists say that a pig's IQ is higher than some of us think. Hmm, pigs...intelligent, gentle creatures. Let's just say we got one for a pet. We take it home, have it spayed at the vet, gave it some vitamins, fed it expensive "pig food" specially formulated to keep it healthy. We gave it a warm corner inside the house to sleep-in. We gave it a name and we decided that our pig isn't just going to be a run of the mill piggy, this pig will be special. So we bought it some clothes from the pet store, we gave it a proper name and put a tag around it's neck. We even gave it a bath...everyday. This pig, we say to ourselves will be special. And a special pig it was turning out to be, we even taught it to walk around with a leash around it's neck. Wow, our neighbors would tell us, "thats one special pig!". We spend some time just to talk to it, let it know that we cared for it, taught it a few tricks like responding to us when we call it's name. And for a long long time, our pig, our special pig did the things we wanted it to do. Our pig was indeed different, it acted more like a pet dog or a cat. It smelled nice, we brushed it's thin coat ang often called it gently by name.

One morning we woke up like the usual and started to prepare it's favorite food. We started calling it by name..."here piggy, here piggy piggy" but our pig, our special pig was nowhere to be found. We tried looking everywhere, every corner of the house. Suddenly we realize that the door was open, we went outside and to our surprise...our pig, our special, nice smelling, tag carrying healthy pig was enjoying itself, soaked in mud at the nearby mudhole, it even looked up and stared at us wondering why we even looked surprised. We slowly turned around towards the door and went inside. It was then that we realized that we were trying to transform a pig into something it was not. No matter what we do, a pig will still be a pig.

Farewell to the Yumsy

I woke up this afternoon, the buyer for the Yumsy finally came and finalize the payment. By the way, the Yumsy is the big food cart that I owned. My first attempt on being a businessman. It went well for the first couple of months, but my job in Makati during that time kept me from concentrating on the business. I had two people working for me but I also knew that I needed to manage the business fulltime for it to succeed, something that I coudn't do. Well, I'm glad to know that it is being sold to people who know what they're doing and can take care of the business. Maybe in the future, when I have enough resources, I'll get back to what I really want to do, that is to have my own business. Goodbye Yumsy, we had lot's of fun didn't we? Remember all the kolehiyalas in UST? (did I spell that right?) All the girls asking for my name and wondering if I also owned the cybercafe next door (haha). Maybe the equation Guys + business + money = girls really is right! (lol). Bye for now, gotta work.

Through the Trail of Tears

The rain has started to fall as I walk through this trail of tears. Washing away the pain of those hollowed years. The path is damp with rain, the scent of leaves damp after the rain reaches me. I am starting to walk away, slowly but surely. Trying to reach for another day. Memories flood my thoughts, of those times, of those years. Of all the promises, our joys and all the pain. It all rushes back to me like waves, rising...falling. How did it all end? Too tired to question, no longer interested to know the truth. No longer interested in playing the games that players play. No more mindgames, I'm walking on. There are questions that no longer need to be answered. I am moving on. Too tired to do this anymore. But to just go back to that moment in time, our time. To once again gaze into your eyes, the glitter of forever. I would do anything. But I know it is too late, now that everything's broken. If the walls around me could speak, they would tell you of the love I once had for you, of prayers spoken in the darkness and throughout the night. I miss the love we use to have. But now I am walking on, slowly...through this trail of tears.

At The Crossroads

Here I am again, standing at another crossroad in my life. Still hurting from all the pain. Asking the question why? Looking back at the past, trying to find the answers to all the questions. Mirrors, faces, places...crashing all around, pictures fading. Everything seems shroaded in mystery, everything is in disguise. Questions...questions but no answers. I am left under the shadow of your lies. Thinking, wondering, trying to decide, where to begin, where do I hide. Here I am again, at the crossroads...at the crossroads.

The only constant thing in this world is change

It's funny how I seem to talk about change a lot as if I was an expert on the subject. But the truth is, it is as alien to me as everybody else. The statement above is correct, the only constant thing in this world is change. Life as we know is continually flowing, constantly in flux. In the end, it is up to us if we can adjust to the movement of the tides of life. The bigger the change, the bigger the opportunities to grow, to expand. The view really is different when you're on the outside looking in. Change may seem wearisome at times especially for those of us who are looking for permanence in this ever moving world of ours. Nevertheless, we must learn to embrace it for us to survive.

Moving to a different topic. This will be a temporary home for my thoughts for awhile. I will be returning to my old home soon, but for now, this blogsite will cradle these thoughts and the forthcoming ones as well. Lets start making some new memories shall we?. New good ones.

Hollow Years

He's just the kind of man
You hear about
Who leaves his family for
An easy out
They never saw the signs
He never said a word
He couldn't take another day

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone
You're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining
Over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

She's not the kind of girl
You hear about
She'll never want another
She'll never be without
She'll give you all the signs
She'll tell you everything
Then turn around and walk away

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
(Into the waves)
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone
You're crawling under
(Once the stone)
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining
Over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Carry me to the shoreline
Bury me in the sand
(Into the waves)
Walk me across the water
And maybe you'll understand

Once the stone
You're crawling under
Is lifted off your shoulders
Once the cloud that's raining
Over your head disappears
The noise that you'll hear
Is the crashing down of hollow years

Once the stone
You're crawling under
Once the stone
You're crawling under
(The sound you'll hear,)
Once the stone
(the crashing)
You're crawling under
(down of hollow years)
Once the stone
You're crawling under
Once the stone
You're crawling under
Once the stone
You're crawling under
(The sound you'll hear, the crashing down of hollow years).

-John Petrucci