Thursday, January 26, 2006

First Time For Everything.






































This blows big time, but
the materials are replaceable... I get to live another day.

Monday, January 23, 2006

Weird.

This morning, I've heard this song at three different places.

You're Beautiful

My life is brilliant.
My love is pure.
I saw an angel.
Of that I'm sure.
She smiled at me on the subway.
She was with another man.
But I won't lose no sleep on that,
'Cause I've got a plan.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.

Yeah, she caught my eye,
As we walked on by.
She could see from my face that I was,
Fu*king high,
And I don't think that I'll see her again,
But we shared a moment that will last till the end.

You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
I saw you face in a crowded place,
And I don't know what to do,
'Cause I'll never be with you.
You're beautiful. You're beautiful.
You're beautiful, it's true.
There must be an angel with a smile on her face,
When she thought up that I should be with you.
But it's time to face the truth,
I will never be with you.

Saturday, January 21, 2006

Cool Bumper Sticker

"I Think, So I'm Dangerous."

Friday, January 20, 2006

I'm Sorry.

Recently, one of my co-workers lost his mother-in-law. He and his wife were taking it fairly easy since her health wasn't at the best of condition. It seems they’ve been expecting it to happen. Then a month and a half later, his father went to a hospital for having a heart attack. He told us that they operated on his father and he's doing much better.

Two weeks after, we've received the bad news. His father passed away at the hospital while he was asleep. There were a thick and heavy air circulating this building. I could not imagine what he had to go through. You've lost one of your parents who created you then raised you through all of these years. I've felt very sorry for his loss.

When he showed up at work later that morning, most of us who knew the news went to pay their respect to him. I waited for a few minutes then went to see him at his desk. He was sitting upright and looking at his computer screen; his hand was on the mouse like he wanted to do something or act busy. I didn't know what to say for a while. He looked up at me from his chair, and I hugged him. He was silent, he didn't say a word. I kept patting him on his back and told him that I was sorry. He nodded his head while looking at his computer screen. I've told him his father is in a better place now and he's looking down at his son from the above. He started to let his tears run down on his face... He grabbed my hand then kept pondering it on his chest. Then started to mumble... "Let's do business, let’s do business" (note: this is one of my favorite saying at work. My co-workers love to use it when they are working on deals). He calmed himself down then told me he appreciates.

Sometimes people need others to help out on situations. I'm not saying that I deserve a recognition for what I did. As I noticed many of employees "just" dropping by then saying their "sorry for the lost," I managed to spend a few minutes with him to share my condolences... Then we're in a mutually respecting place where I understand his lost and he appreciates my intention.

Hey Rob, sorry for your lost. I know, you're doing your best to overcome this sadness... Don't forget, all of us are here to help each other when one of us is down...

Rob, let's do business!

Thursday, January 19, 2006

Wise Guy.




Dana, thank you for your support.
Once again, you've proven your wisdom.
Gone.

I don't know what's worth fighting for
Or why I have to scream
I don't know why I instigate
And say what I don't mean
I don't know how I got this way
I know it's not all right
So I'm breaking the habit
I'm breaking the habit tonight.



Forget the nonessentials.
It's time put on my business suit.

Wednesday, January 18, 2006

Wait!

My super superior (a.k.a: ss) hasn't replied yet on my vacation request. I bet he didn't read it yet.. If tomorrow is my day off, and he'll be off on Thursday.. so knowing my luck, I'll get to find out on Friday, even Monday.. Damn, I do have an appointment tomorrow!.. No, you CAN drive in this weather!.. you need to come in tonight so I don't have to on my dayoff.. Ok, you're scare of this weather?.. ok, ok, I'll see you tomorrow.. and you need to be on time.. I need to get my haircut tomorrow.. It will be cold tomorrow.. What's for lunch tomorrow?.. I want to do lunch with her tomorrow.. Or dinner?.. I dunno.. wait, they said it will be freezing at night.. her room stays at 60 degrees.. I do not get blackets to survive that indoor weather.. why am I thinking so much?.. but the room smells awesome.. Cool ass kitty too.. now I'm thinking way too much.. Damn, late again...

I need my vacation processed.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Snow Day.

Man, it's snowing! Well, it's not snowing heavily but I'm excited to see the "first snow day" of the year.




Monday, January 16, 2006

Meaningful Lyrics.

I think, boybands have one of the best lyrics when it comes to a relationship.

Lookin back on the things I've done
I was trying to be someone
I played my part
And kept you in the dark
Now let me show you the shape of my heart...

See?
Daily Quote.

All men are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality.
-Martin Luther King, Jr.

Thursday, January 12, 2006

idiot.

idiot >noun 1 informal a stupid person. 2 Medicine, archaic a mentally handicapped person.



on Thursday.

me: hey Dana, so the saga continues...

Dana: oh, lord. what's going on?

me: I feel like I'm out of my self lately.

Dana: why?

me: I act different. I guess time does change thing or two.

Dana: (still looking to hear what the f*king saga is) . . . what is the f*king saga?

me: I've been driving her crazy. I mean calls, emails... Dude, I'm not usually like that.

Dana: oh that?

me: yeah. now I feel like an idiot. do you think she'll oversee that?

Dana: (now definitely looking at his screen)... what button do I need to click on?

me: (dude, you suck)... Here, click on that one. I've showed you that since you've started.

Dana: oh, I'm sorry. what did you say a minute ago?

me: (SAGA! SAGA!)... nothing.... Me, the idiot.
Time.

The greatest gift that you can give yourself is
a little bit of your own attention.

-Anthony J. D'Angelo

A time for myself. Much needed.

Tuesday, January 10, 2006

Wish Finale.

I bet, next time I can vent myself more eloquently.

Monday, January 09, 2006

A wish 2.

I'm getting to the point where am SICK of letting people walk all over me. "What happened to me?", "what's going on with my ass?" Theses are the two common questions that I ask myself lately. However, it's time to get myself together. I'm tired of listening to people who tries to get me corrected. I'm sorry that I didn't express myself correctly, or even tried to hide my feelings. By God if you can let me get my shit together? Furthermore, there are future plans are ahead and I'm left with no choices other than going forward as usual. To the world: whether you're ready or not, I'm going. It's up to you to catch me.
A wish.

I just want to pack my shit up then move. I've been thinking about it for sometime now, and it's getting closer to happening as I'm writing this. Although people are telling me that I'm trying to escape from my life, but how the hell can I escape from my life when I don't have any desire to be the person that I was then wanted to be? I know this post may not make sense, however that's how I feel.

Creep.

When you were here before,
couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel,
your skin makes me cry

You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin here?
I don't belong here

I don't care if it hurts,
I wanna have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul

I want you to notice
when I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin here?
I don't belong here, ohhhh, ohhhh

She's running out again...
She's running out
she runs, runs, runs, runs...
runs...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep,
I'm a weirdo
What the hell am I doin here?
I don't belong here

I don't belong here...

Sunday, January 08, 2006

... 2

My heart aches so much, and it drive me to the point where I cannot stand.

Saturday, January 07, 2006

...

Can't you see that you're smothering me
holding too tightly
afraid to lose control
cause everything that you thought I would be
has fallen apart right in front of you.



I'm sorry joyce.

Friday, January 06, 2006


Be nice.

Today was one hell of day. I had a client came very close to doing business with me. He was comparing two products and in-process of making a decision, but one of the manager who supposed to help me to take care of this transaction, decided to tell him negative things after he was told that my client is not quiet ready to do business just yet.

As he supposed to shake the client’s hand to “Thank” him, instead he started to open his mouth to say such as "When you're signing the contract with them, think about how much more you're paying on their product instead of ours," "He (pointing at me)’s trying to get to 21 contracts this month, and you're not helping (I thought, "HOLD ON A SEC, where the f*ck is he coming from?")." My client couldn't say much after that. I saw his face was getting red, and his mouth was moving erratically. When this punk finished his f*cked up statements, my client was rather apologetic to us. I was getting very irritated. I escorted my client to his vehicle then apologized to him. He accepted my apology then told me that he'll contact me later.

After seeing him leave the store, I wanted to tell this punk that he needs to know how to speak, not what to speak. Perhaps to learn a thing or two about the class, even Luxury. I went to see him directly then told him "I do not want you to speak to my clients that way; he was upset because of the way you spoke to him." Of course he came back to me as "I'm doing what I need to do get the business for you," "Don't tell me what I can say, if I want to tell him that he's not helping us, so be it." (Actually it was worse). I was furious. I calm myself back down then said "I hear you, but don't grind my customers." Then I walked off.

Now that was pretty shitty right? Well, that's such a small part of what I observe in a daily basis here, I just got a glimpse of it to myself today. I'm in my business to serve my clients, not take an advantage of them either they do business with me now or later. Everyone has their own timing.

Once I meet a new client, I usually ask what are their goals, needs and wants. Except for when they tell me what they would like to do instead. I know how to relate to my clients. One of my saying "everyone's different" that didn't come from any book or TV, it came from my own experiences. I'm in a retail business that most of our clients have some sort of distrust and misconceptions from the beginning! It is my responsibility to meet with the client, get to know them, learn about them, be courteous, and so forth. I managed to be in this business for about 6years now, and I’m very good at it. So don’t try to imitate the luxury, do “Luxury!”

I’m getting worked up as I’m retrieving the whole experience, therefore thou shall continue.

Thursday, January 05, 2006

Common Courtesy

I'm one of those people who want better performance out of anything that I purchase. My car is one of them. My car came with moderate tires till I've changed them to higher performance tires. Since then I've enjoyed hell out of my car's enhanced road manner.

Recently, I had to order another set of tires through my parts dept. Because one tire had a slow-leak (long story). Today, I’ve ran into my parts dept. manager who ordered my tires, he gave me a good news by saying they will be here next week. In addition to that, he said the cost will be less than what he originally quoted me for. I was thrilled to hear what he had to say considering 3 long & agonizing months of driving my car with originally equipped tires. They SUCK!

However, what made my day was when he told me that he ordered one extra set for him to stock, so I can get it right away at next time. Man, What a thoughtfulness of him! I was very impressed with this gesture. Perhaps he did that to get me off from his back for next time, but his courtesy made me to think about how I don’t consider others as I should.

Something tells me that I will pass on this goodness to a next person that I'll run into.

Tuesday, January 03, 2006

à percevoir.

Today, I've found out for sure that I'm going to participate in a corporate-related competition. My superior told me that I'm the one of three participants from our store. There are several awards for each round, but most of my focus is on the ultimate prize. 6 winners of finals are given a full day at the Mid-Ohio race track driving race cars (I'm not sure what type of vehicles yet). Of course there are "other" stuffs such as luncheon, hotel accommodations, ya di ya da.

There will be a series of qualifications that I have to do, but regarding this is the one of my specialty, I knew I'll make it to the final round.

Me:“Hey, you know I’m going all the way to the top on this thing.”

My superior: “How come are you so sure?”

Me:“because I know I will.”

My superior: “Do you think you could take down Hassan?” (He is one of the participants from our store).

Me:“Dude, I’m all over him.”

My superior: “though, he’s pretty good.”

Me: “I have a method that I use to establish my points through presentation; after the presentation, everyone would agree with me.” (It’s too long to write here about my skills, my job, my personality, and my “works”)

My superior: looking at me like I’m way overconfident “What is your method?”

Me: looking at him like he’s lost. “After my presentation, people will have three things in their head which are “Why do I need his product,” “Why do I want this product,” and “Why do I need to do business with him.”

My superior: still looking at me like I will never make it through my life “Ok.”

Sometimes I feel that I maybe overconfident, but this one I feel it, because I have some serious drivings to do.

Monday, January 02, 2006

A part of me.

Scorpio is the eighth Sign of the Zodiac, and you shouldn't take that lightly. You shouldn't take Scorpios lightly, either. Those born under this Sign are dead serious in their mission to learn about others. There's no fluff or chatter for Scorpios, either: these folks will zero in on the essential questions, gleaning the secrets that lie within. Scorpios concern themselves with beginnings and endings, and are unafraid of either; they also travel in a world which is black and white and has little use for gray. The curiosity of Scorpios is immeasurable, which may be why they are such adept investigators. These folks love to probe and know how to get to the bottom of things. The fact that they have a keen sense of intuition certainly helps.

It's the Scorpion which symbolizes Scorpios, and it's no accident. Much like the Scorpion would rather kill itself than be killed, those born under this Sign are the ones who are in ultimate control of their destiny. It is life on the Scorpion's terms, too, since these folks promote their agenda (they are quite the executives) and see to it that things go forward. Others may find this overbearing (it can be) and even self-destructive, but that's the beauty of the Scorpion: these folks have tremendous regenerative powers, much like the literal Scorpion can lose its tail and promptly grow a new one. Fearless Scorpions rarely lose, per se, they just keep on going, since they are stubborn and determined to succeed (this Scorpio trait is in keeping with the Fixed Quality assigned to this Sign).

Scorpios work as hard as they do so they can someday sit back and feel satisfied with themselves. These folks are intense, passionate and filled with desire. They're also complex and secretive, so don't expect to get much out of them, lest they become suspicious and exit stage left. It's best not to bet against Scorpios, either, since these folks are surprisingly resourceful.

Resource: astrology.com
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Sunday, January 01, 2006

New year.

Stars when you shine
You know how I feel
Scent of the pine
You know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good.