Concrete Wall

What is this all about? Settle down, please don't yell or shout The landlord, he lives downstairs We'll get evicted Please don't be too loud  You say I'm passive-aggressive How can I not be? When you're always talking at me You say I'm unresponsive And here you are Talking over me 
 You make me wanna throw this shoe  Right through that concrete wall Maybe you should pack your things If it's that dreadful Then just leave it all 
 Don't wanna keep on sharing my bed With someone that I have to love less and less Every time I try to make you smile You say that I'm being a child Well, I tried my best 
You say that I need therapy Well, my darling, so do you Don't need for you to tell me What is wrong in all I say or do  Please don't try to throw this shoe
 Right through that concrete wall Maybe you should pack your things If it's that dreadful Then just leave it all

Charlie's Web

I’ve always liked watching movies alone. I only go to movie houses to watch the people’s reaction to the movie after it is done. I can never really gauge how good the director and the writer is until everyone is in tears or roaring with laughter.

It’s always the director’s skill to engage the audience into the writer’s brilliance. And sometimes, not everyone gets the same message the movie wants to convey until everyone’s little bits and pieces of the story will condense and crystallize into one sentient idea.

With that, I exclaimed “Aha!!!”

And that is where I finally understood how extraordinary he was.

“Very well played, good sir,” I muttered.

Oh, look at all the tangled webs that people weave, like fragile laces with superglue.

Cloudburst

No, I haven't gone AWOL. I just had too much stuff to do during these past few weeks. Work has been tremendously toxic, micro managing each agent to perform and qualify for the stats that we had established for the whole duration of this special project. I didn't even have time to post a decent blog post on both my tumblr and blogspot. Luckily this week, we decided to take a break. Thank god!

I remember getting off from work with this crazy downpour going on. It's refreshing actually. Being seated all day at work and typing nonstop for the bosses, a little shower wouldn't hurt. SO YEAH, I ran through the rain and I am not regretting it at all. Haha!

I rode a taxi all wet and went to see my friends at Kozui. We finally had time to catch up and chill out. The workload at work definitely stresses me out and these little reprieves are enough to invigorate me and keep me going on. After all, when this business venture ends, I might earn a substantial amount of money. I just wish our approval rate would be like the rain too; unrelenting and pouring in buckets.

I'm a child born out of the credit card business, literally and figuratively. Maybe it's time to broaden my horizons and not be limited by my profession?

In any case, wish me LOTS of luck. Tee hee.