eros the bittersweet

what have you done lately?

it has been ages since my last post. i usually am 'productive' when it comes to writing (didn't want to say 'prolific' because i am the antithesis of that word this month) but work is getting in the way wahahah. boss...if you'll ever read this, PEACE!

i want to write about so many things but cannot seem to find the time. either that or i am just too lazy to make time for this. probably both. probably none of the above.

so what has kept me busy the past few days? work. then parties i went to the last couple of weekends. the latter was my only connection to the outside world, so i made sure i am part of it ehehehe.

last saturday i went to two of my friends' birthday bash and had a lot of fun. with our group, fun is always equated to booze, videoke-ing, smoking, eating and well...laughing our heads off. going there last saturday also meant killing some if not most of my neurons - and mind you, this was done after our shifts. so i guess you can say that our neurons are 'double dead.' here are some of the pictures taken during the party:




come sunday evening - i met with my best friend monette and her best friend ron at starbucks greenbelt 1. we spoke about a lot of things - including our personal dilemmas. it is always good to find people you trust - people who'd talk you out of an impending disaster or talk you to it. either way, we all agreed that we're all grown ups and that it does not hurt to stumble once in a while. we're all for enjoying the moment while it lasts. we also spoke about love (this is just so cliché, i know) only this time, it isn't about infatuations or crushes. we spoke about how we all get emotionally entangled with another person because we were trapped, we had no escape, or simply because it gives us the affirmation that we are all still capable of feeling something. we tackled some really deep shite - but it wasn't at all surprising because we had coffee and cigarettes to fuel the conversation.

after my busy weekend, i was on a hiatus for a couple more days and went back to work last tuesday night. and tuesday night was a total blur. i could barely remember anything but...thanks to my cap plan i now am able to recall bits and pieces of what transpired that day. i was floating the entire day and i felt like my body was lagging with...stress. among other things. i only slept a couple of hours the day before i came to work so just imagine the havoc.

odd thing is (at this point i don't suppose there isn't anything about me that is not odd) - i always make it a point to complete my deliverables on time, so i can go home early or in case someone begs for a coffee session, i can jam with that person. but for the most part when i get home i just look at my room, i watch the tv or read a book hoping to exhaust my eyes and put myself to sleep - until i realize it's 7:00 pm.

i checked baroness lucia just now and she just showed me that all the songs i have would play about 14 hours and 11 minutes, whilst all the sleep i get during my 5-day work week amounts to about 15 hours. this is hopeless. i feel hopeless. i am hopeless.

well...not really. the reason i haven't been able to blog a lot lately is because i am working on something for someone. and i am almost done. plus, i just started reading ayn rand's 'anthem' (while i am reading ellen degeneres' 'my point...and i do have one') so maybe i am not THAT hopeless after all.

let me close this post with a quote from e.e. cummings - something i saw on lisa ray's blog before i started my shift:


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anais nin

and the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.

t.s. eliot

i should have been a pair of ragged claws.

frida kahlo

i hope the exit is joyful and i hope never to return.