God is great, beer is good, and people are crazy. – Billy Currington

Man, I love that song!

sanity.

Everyday seems to pass by in a haze.

*grateful*

Whenever something bothers me, I would find myself reading inspirational articles on The Daily Motivator. And it’s been pretty consistent. I mean, it never helped. LOL

Sometimes I wish I was someone else.

Ampanget ng picture. Hahahaha.

Antibiotic, anti-allergy and mucolytic

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Mind? … Soul?

Beer.Did.Not.Help.At.All

Guess.I’ll.Just.Sleep.It.Off

I’m currently reading some random blog. Nothing fancy. The entries actually have lots of grammatical errors but I managed to finish reading all of them.

It’s a bit comforting to learn that someone out there thinks the same way as I do.

I noticed that I’ve been posting untitled entries lately. Oh well. Fckit. LOL

Finding a reason is hard enough. Finding a good one is way even harder.

I’ve been bugging a lot of people the whole morning today. Man, don’t blame me for this. For crap’s sake, that’s the only thing that I can do whenever boredom strikes. Wait, I almost forgot that stupid radio programs also help especially when the DJ’s talk about ‘wholesome’ stuff. Mind the quotes, okay?

I was sound asleep when the fire alarm in our apartment building went off last night. I jumped out of my bed completely freaked out. The disturbing alarm was accompanied by my thoughts of the recent strong earthquake that hit Toronto. Obviously, it made the situation even more frightening.

The funny thing is that I realized that I was just wearing my usual white shirt and boxers. Being the messy guy that I am, I had a hard time finding a good enough pair of shorts. I was thinking that if the security personnel would ask everyone to immediately evacuate the building, I would definitely win the Best in Costume award. LOL

Going back to the story… After a few minutes and while the fire alarm was still on, the building security officer announced that they have already called the city fire department and the fire trucks are on their way. They will be checking the cause of the alarm that originated from the ninth floor. I am on the 21st floor by the way.

A few more minutes later, I heard fire truck sirens and I had this feeling that this could really be a serious one. I was looking out my window trying to see how many trucks were approaching our building. I saw just one.

Then the security officer informed all the building occupants that they are already checking out the 9th floor and verifying if there really was a need to evacuate. He asked everyone to stay alert and wait for the next announcements.

You know how it felt like, right? Waiting for the next announcements was terrible. I felt as though every second lasted a million years. Crazy.

The good thing is that it was a false alarm.

Second time in just a month. The first one was in our office building a couple of weeks ago.

Oh well…

For the past couple of weeks, I’ve been drinking cups and cups of Seattle’s Best brewed coffee. I would normally get one in the morning and another one after lunch. I altered this routine two days ago because I noticed that my right eye twitches involuntarily. So I only had my coffee in the morning that day. The twitching of my right eye didn’t go away so I decided not to drink coffee at all the following day. The problem with my right eye went away BUT at around 3PM that day I had a terrible headache and I was perspiring like a mad cow. I don’t know but it’s probably what others call caffeine withdrawal syndrome.

The most frequent symptom associated with caffeine withdrawal is moderate to severe headache. This can occur between 12 and 24 hours after last intake of caffeine. It usually lasts for one to two days, though some may have a headache for longer (taken from some random website).

And now I’m enjoying a small cup of brewed coffee. Yeah, just a small one and I won’t consume more than that a day. I won’t promise but I’ll give it a try.

Stop whining you a$$h0L3. Umayos ka, kasalanan mo yan gago. Isa kang jejemon.

I would not compromise.

I don’t wanna fit in.

I’ll do my thing.

At my own pace.

On my own time.

The train left half past 12 in the afternoon. It’s a cloudy day today – kind of gloomy. In a little over 4 hours I’ll find myself again in the bustling city of Toronto.

Ottawa has been my home for almost two months and I must say that I really enjoyed my stay in this beautiful city. It’s not just the place that I’ll be missing, I will also miss the wonderful people I happened to meet.

Ginawa kong punching bag yong leather sofa dito sa apartment. Masarap ang pakiramdam habang sunod-sunod kong sinusuntok yong body ng sofa. Kaso nawala ako bigla sa sarili, nasuntok ko na pala yong gilid na may kahoy o bakal sa loob. Tae. Ang sakit. Wala lang. Kagaguhan lang.

empty.

I woke up this morning with a terrible cough so I decided to drop by the pharmacy on my way to the office to buy some medicines. Man, it was damn pricey. It’s a week’s worth of coffee for heaven’s sake.

Blame it on haagen dazs, vodka ice, french open… Okay, okay, it’s actually my fault. I have to stop ranting.

The radio was playing James Blunt’s Carry You Home.

The lady barista asked for my order.

“Tall soy mocha,” I answered.

“What size?” she  asked.

At the back of my head I was like, “I said TALL, right? Ugh.”

Once again I told her that I’m getting tall size.

A bit pissed, she asked once more, “What size? Like Small, Medium or Large.”

Oh fcuk. I’m in a Second Cup outlet and not in Starbucks.

“Oooppss. I’m getting a small soy mocha, no whip.”

I guess. NOT. Hahaha.

I had dinner at Mexicali Rosa (hell yes, it’s a mexican resto) in the ByWard Market. Since it’s Margarita Monday today,  I had to order a margarita. I find it a bit girly but someone told me that everyone in Mexico drinks margarita. Yeah, even men do drink margarita she said. But I doubt it. LOL

And I ordered shrimp fajitas with lots and lots of AWFUL onions. Hahaha. Sorry, but I’m really not a fan of onions.

As I type this lame entry, I’m enjoying some fresh strawberries. I got 3 packs for only five bucks. Good deal, eh?

Booze sure is pricey here but it’s the best, if not the only thing that you can get when there’s no one to talk to. Oh well. F*ck it.

Buy myself some bottles of flavored vodka. Drink the night away and probably get lost even for a day. Or for a night. Or at least for some hours. Or whatever.

Thank heaven for Saturday nights.

I am enjoying my first cup of Starbucks coffee here in Canada. A bit more costly but it’s okay.

It reminds me of the happy days back in Manila. Nostalgic.

I just wanna go back to the Philippines.

Sure I enjoy my time here but I always feel tired, sleepy and stressed out when I go home after a long day in the office.

you just have to live with it.

Bye for now Manila and see you very soon Toronto.

I’m in the office right now typing away this futile blog while drinking, if not enjoying, a tall mocha. It has been a long and tiring day for me. I’ve been actually nursing a headache for the past few days due to lack of sleep. It’s either because of me falling asleep so late or waking up in the wee hours of the morning. Or probably both? I don’t know and it doesn’t matter, anyway.

A lot of things still need to be done. Documentation and stuff. F*ck it. Busier days are coming and I have no choice but to be prepared. A little mind conditioning might help.

Plenty of things worry me at the moment. New and old ones. They never seem to go away. They always find time to pop in, and sadly, they usually snowball into something that I can’t handle.

Well, that’s life.

f*

please.

In the company of three different brands of beer.

I lack sleep but still could not fall asleep.

Coffee might not come in handy this time.

Seriously, it’s not quarter-life crisis.

Existential crisis? Not so sure. No one would care if it is the case, anyway.

Maybe it’s just one of those crappy days.

Hope tomorrow is not like today.

I must be _____. I don’t know but I still could not sleep.

In other news…

Winter? Who are you kidding?

I’m starting to believe that finding a new job will do the trick.

I promise, just eight more comic strips and I’ll hit the sack. Damn, it’s almost 1am. Monday morning it is.

Existential crisis is hitting hard on me yet again. Probably because of the d*ckery I’ve submitted myself to for the past couple of months. Call it karma or whatever you want.

One thing is for sure, it is no fun.

I’ve finished reading the 641st strip of Questionable Content. Isn’t that amazing?!

A hundred pages to go before I finish Grisham’s The Appeal. I guess, I need to buy a new one that I can read each time there’s no cable or internet connection. LOLZ

In other news, I paid Makati Med a good 3-hour visit this afternoon. Dammit, waiting there with other patients felt like forever. I hope that tomorrow would be the last time I set foot in that hospital. I love the Herb Chicken Sandwich from Seattle’s Best @ MMC, though. Hehehe.

There’s a lot of things going on my mind right now. It’s not actually weird because this has always been the case. The difference this time is that things are starting to choke my brain up.

Talk about being f*cked up. Know what I mean? I feel like I’m digging my very own hellhole. And I’m digging it double time. Crazy.

I admit I don’t quite understand why these things are happening right now.

Well, I guess… Umm, never mind.

But I wasn’t able to drink it all up. Heh, it’s probably a good thing. It just proves that I’m not (yet) an alcoholic kiddo.

In other news… Happiness

This is happiness.

Lord grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can, and
the wisdom to know the difference.

enough said.

Cashier: Sir, Jun-Jun po ba talaga ang real name nyo?
Jun-Jun: Yup. Yan na ang pangalan ko hanggang sa pagtanda ko.
Cashier: Ang tipid naman ng parents nyo. Pero ok na rin, at least pag sinabi mo ang name mo, iisipin nila e bata ka pa kahit tumanda ka na.

So I have another appointment tomorrow with the same orthopedic doctor I saw last week. The funny thing about these appointments is that they seem to scare the sh it out of my ankle. I mean the night before the appointment, the pain would just go away. To the point that I feel like running a distance of 5km won’t give me the slightest ouch. The first thing it happened, I canceled my appointment. The sucky part is that the pain suddenly went back.

It’s de ja vu.

Dammit.

I got an appointment tomorrow (Did I mention I got an appointment tomorrow? Hahaha.) and my silly left ankle seems to be acting weird again. My ankle doesn’t hurt that bad. I’m not complaining but it’s just weird. And it’s utterly annoying.

I’m thinking of canceling my appointment again. But wait! What if the pain comes back again?

Ugh!

for the twitter-like posts, guys… i’m just bored.

If you would ask me to come with you to the US or Canada…

Damn, i must be really bored right now.

the best thing that you could do to save yourself from being hammered is to just shut up.

You are so dead. <update 1>

Sorry I couldn’t resist it. F u! <update 2>

(i’m talking to myself here)

Yeah, it’s already been two weeks but my left ankle still hurts. The orthopedic doctor I saw just last week told me that everything is okay as what the x-ray results showed. “It will soon be gone, ” he said.

Well I hope it’s the pain, not the ankle. LOL

I wanted to have a cup of tea or something but I’m too lazy to go out. This bad headache – probably due to cough -  is REALLY spoiling my weekend.

Good thing SkyCable has already installed the cable TV early this afternoon. The sad part is that they failed to install the broadband. They promised me that they’ll install it tomorrow, though.

A week’s worth of laundry is waiting for me. Dammit. Not to mention a pile of dirty dishes  in the kitchen sink. How I wish a kind fairy would  fix these things for me while I’m asleep.

Globe Broadband really sucks. I guess it’s time for them to shut down their business.

Okay, so green is the color of the day.

I feel a bit groggy. It must be the coffee.

What if I give it a go?

Let’s not complicate things, okay?

And yeah, tomorrow is another coffee day. Fine, everyday is a coffee day.

I can feel it’s coming.

Thanks Tracy for the company. I love your fast car, by the way.

All that you have is your soul.

Damn, my eyes are getting heavy.

Night folks.