A trek to the North

Finally, I manage to locate my old blog and this will be my first blog like for about 4 years...


What happened? I moved out of the fabled land and find a better place for greener pasture, I found the pasture but not literally green in fact its grainy with sand, and settle here for a while and move on to find my self some sense in this boring life, I feel that the title of my Blog is not fitting anymore...Im no longer confined to a small cubicle but now in a wider open spaces....


Let me think of other things to blog...

Archive

To ALL:

Some sensitive information were archived from this blog, pls checkout Blog on its grand launching on Sept 1, 2005.


Thank you al

A welcome relief

I am now putting my house in order so to speak, rearranging things and keeping note of what to discard and bring is not really one of my many virtues. After all Ive been a mess for the past 7 years, at least now I have a chance to put things and thoughts on proper perspective.


Leaving something is hard but leaving someone is harder, colleagues and friends Ive collected over the years, the people that made my corporate life a little easy to take when I feel oxygen-deprived from the pressures of work, they were always there.

But no regrets nonetheless, I know that opportunities are waiting for me.

The death of me...

During the TB outbreak of the late 19th century on America, corpses were buried on half dug grave, and these corpes are not buried in 10s but in 100s without kaddish or proper burial ceremony.


At least i will be hearing a proper Kaddish for my burial, not literally but emblematically , their will be no silver coffins and well-dressed pallbearers, no funeral marching band blurting the whole Titanic soundtrack.

Mine was a death, that is quick and swift, the death of my corporate world...

Im back

Its the 7th of March but it is still cold, it should be summer at this side of the world or rather at the center of the world knowing that we are just 14.7 degrees north of the equator..

An odd way to start my new blog, after been gone for sometime and many things have rapped-up, "Million Dollar Baby" bagged an Oscar, winter in the western hemisphere is over and the flowers will be in blossom, anyhow im back and ready start my new blog for this month hope fully up to next month and beyond.

March is always a very good month its the start of summer but in temperate regions, rain can spoil the fun, come June it will be rainy season going to the beach is out and its time to put on rain gear...

The effect of work

Think of these scenarios, you are confined in your little cubicle, hammering over your computer and doing things that have no significant impact on other people around you. You can drop dead right now right there for all they care. While the world outside is moving in a fast, unflinching pace your world moves in a motion that can be compared to a DVD set backward four times.

I feel like that for half a decade, I feel like bringing oxygen tank every morning when I prepare myself to work. Eight-hour work is a complete exercise in futility, better to strangle someone and get confined to a penetentiary and watch free cable all day, its a version of honorable slavery, you slave yourself without the emotional agony.

The only difference is not hooking yourself on chain and knuckles and drag yourself across the Atlantic on some wrecked shipped with white masters giving out pompous innuendos.

The end of the day

You have arranged your file and ready to leave work for the next day, and then there's this half-human, half-alien come barging in asking for the world. You only have a minute to lose your temper and set out a nuclear war, but for a moment you stop your self, you hold on to the detonator and stop the bomb from ticking.


That poor excuse of a human being is the source of your angst since Harry Truman bombed Nagasaki, imagine that feeling when he started giving you mumbles from his pea-sized non-processing temple, I feel like conquering a whole new country and set all its citizen into a death march.

Bad breakfast

Not really a good day to start, I always judge my day with my breakfast, if its a good breakfast it is a good day, this morning I only have egg and rice, a typical meal from a guy living on the west of the pacific ocean.


This is my first blog, my friend got one so I thought why not, I could use a little story on a typical morning and post it here, Im not really a big writer so I dont know if i can continue doing this.


Now whats with my morning? I started off with a bad breakfast, not that egg and rice is a bad breakfast, but if its a left-over from the nights meal, it can fall into that category. I usually end my day very late, some people have drifted into la la land while im just starting my next task for the day.

So everything really falls on that rice and egg meal which is really bad.

Firm and Steadfast

I have learned that making decision is a tough one. Knowing that your decision can impact the life of an individual one way or the other. But nonetheless decision has to be made whether we like it or not.


Tough decisions came from firm and steadfast resolved, its a good thing our decisions as regular being affects only a small portion of the human race, our family, our social groups and colleagues. Our leaders have made decision that directly impact our lives. Im glad im not here to decide on the faith of some countries, and cause catastrophic effects on millions of lives.

My first Blog

This is the first day that I started this blog, people say that inorder for people to read your blog you have to post interesting stories. Now I dont really know what to blog and I dont even know what theme should I be following when blogging.

Let me bore you first with my personal stuff, Im a guy confined in a little space tinkering with my desktop day in day out but somehow has not produced something useful.

When I was a kid I used to think that I can create contributions as big as the discovery of America or Nuclear fission, but when I finished college reality kicked in, I started working and realized that the corporate world is made of mediocres pretending to have discovered America or own a small planet between Mars and Jupiter, whose expertise is only mind you only kissing asses everytime they climb the corporate ladder.

Too much for my first blog...