Reasons why I like working at night.

Yes, I do work at night but that doesn't automatically makes me a call center agent. Seriously, I do not like talking to random angry people on the phone. hehe.

If you would read everything here you will soon notice how unsociable I sound. I am not really friendly. I am just nice but not friendly "feeling close" type. That is why I really love my friends because (I think) they can understand me even when I'm like this :P That made me cherish them even more.

Anyway, moving on to the main point of this blog. Here are my reasons why I like working at night:

1. Because there's no sun. Since it's nighttime of course, I won't get burned by the sun and thus, my skin won't darken. I go out of the office around 6-7 AM and even if I do see the sun in the morning when I go home, it is still not as bright as it is during 12pm where people usually go out for lunch. XD

2. Because of reason #1 I can wear black clothes or long-sleeves. I studied in UP, Los Baños and during the entirety of my stay I noticed that my dark colored clothes usually stayed at the back of the closet.  I barely wear them. Also, I don't have any shirt that has sleeves longer than my elbow. Now, since there's no sun to worry about I can wear them freely.

Now you may say that "but you can still wear them even if you're in the dayshift since the office is air-conditioned anyway and the sun won't get you once inside." Yes. But since I don't have a car (I don't even want to learn how to drive) I have to commute. Just thinking about wearing longsleeves while inside the MRT or jeepney or even while walking to the office is already making me uncomfortable. So no.

3. Transportation is faster. I usually go out of the house around 8:30 PM. By this time traffic is already moderate. I don't know why, but traffic is lighter during that time compared to going out at 7:00 PM. If there's a reason I can think of it may be "rush hour is over"? But I really am not sure. I live 30 minutes away from the office so I don't pass by the main roads like EDSA or something... but I'm taking this events into consideration: if I go to the office around 7:00PM I get there in 35-45 minutes. If I go out at 8:30 beyond it would just be around 30 minutes or less. Of course other factors should be taken into consideration like when the jeepney driver wanted to wait for passengers etc. This is also the same when I'm going home from the office. There aren't much cars before 7 AM so getting home is a breeze.

4. Avoiding social stuff. Yes, it is sad that all of my friends are going to see this movie one Friday night and I still can't go because I have work until Saturday morning but I try to be positive by thinking this way: at least I avoided spending money. So by avoiding these night-outs especially the ones held on a Friday night I get to save money to spend on other stuff like food I want to eat or cosplay. Yey! \^o^/

5. It's quiet. It's nighttime so there's less people in the office. Solitude and less pressure. :P

6. Everyone's sleeping. So there's no one that would bug me while I'm working. There're less distractions at night. No one is going to talk to me in Facebook (except for my friends on the other side of the globe but they aren't that many) or send me texts. Because more than half of my friends are sleeping, I will never be tempted to check their status every five minutes since it would be the same the whole night long. Same concept with twitter or plurk. Because of this I can focus on working and get the job done at once so I could distract yourself with other things like reading manga, watching anime and/or sleeping. Also since they aren't updating at all I can read everything they had written for the whole day. Yes it would be less interactive but I imagine how happy my friend will be to see me reply to everything s/he posted. I have all the time in the world anyway... well as soon as I get my task done. I was paid to work not to talk to my friends anyway. =_=

7. "You would know who really cares. They are the ones who would stay all night or most of it just to be there for you." LOL. Just adding this here.

8. Sunday night... everyone is sleeping early for work EXCEPT FOR ME.

9. Monday morning... I see people rushing to go to work while I lie down on my bed with a smile.

10. It's dangerous outside since it's dark and because of that I have all the right to bring around self-defense things... taser, balisong, pepper spray, cutter, knife... sword, crossbow, whip, axe, nunchucks ... sweet. *evil grin*


I know there are more disadvantages but I don't want to write about that. :T I also know that there are more advantages and these reasons are quite simple but I am not thinking of those right now that's why they aren't here. :P

Ozine 2011 and other things

Yup I went to a convention called Ozine 2011 after a long time that I haven't been into any conventions before I've been so busy with work but thank goodness that I still have time to enjoy things like this.

I haven't written in this blog for the longest time because of the same reason. I only have internet at the office and I can't really write my blog while in there... right? I guess I can... but that would just be irresponsible.

Anyway here are pictures from Ozine 2011

To know the masked person that occasionally pops up in the pictures click here. Somehow even if he's my only companion attending this convention I was still happy. Uhh... I'm always happy when I'm with him. Hahaha. I should shut up now. ^_________^

Anyway, I'm also attending classes this summer... what kind of classes? I'll post it some day... hehehe...

I also bought a second-hand phone because my old phone is really starting to bug me. No one can call me properly on that phone and most of the time it shows me a white screen... how could I contact anyone with that? So there... new phone... and it's purple... and I'm very happy about it.

Well that's all for now. I want to blog about something else but I want to sleep now... so I guess next time will do.

This weekend...

This weekend I went to LB. I was supposed to go to Komikstrip but I didn't wake up early so I missed everything... yup... everything... I didn't even go inside.

Well somehow I was thankful for not going inside. I might "accidentally" buy things like manga or comics. I can't really spend so much right now since I have to buy a bag and I think there's something else I need to save my money for.

So I met up with friends and we decided to do something else. I also got a copy of our game. It looks awesome hahaha. I'm not being biased but considering how short the time we had to do it, it was pretty cool to actually make something like this. The stories they had told me about the people who tried our game were all funny. They didn't even realized that the character they were playing was a girl. Maybe putting 'What a beautiful day... and I'm a girl.' should be done in the beginning of the game. Just to make things clear before they can proceed. Hahaha. But of course I'm not serious about this. I think... XD

Anyway, I really wished I can go to Feb fair though... I somehow want to buy something like this...

 

It's cute. It's comfortable. It's warm on my head... and it's a wolf hat! I just wish that I would find where I can buy these things. I want a wolf on my head as well... without killing any animals.

So as usual... we sang. It was the usual karaoke place that we always go to if we want to sing Japanese songs. I really think this is becoming a habit of mine. I truly enjoy singing with my friends. Even if we can't read Japanese (well kanji to be exact), or we are not hitting the right notes we still keep on singing... it's just pure fun!

Compulsory valentines post

A few years ago I remember posting in this same blog almost on the same day with nothing but hate and pain inside my heart.

I do believe that back then I would never even think that this day would come. I celebrated Valentines with nothing but joy inside my heart. Although it's funny since I celebrated Valentines with the same person from the earlier post... so I wonder... what changed?

Have I learned my lesson now that I shouldn't be expecting too much? Had he learned his lesson that he should appreciate me more? Did I be more contented in what I have? Are we more mature now?

I would never know the answer to these things but... who cares? As long as I am happy now and not crying my heart out then it should be good. That's what really matters anyway, right?

So just to fill up space... because I haven't written in this blog for more than a month... I would write a general Valentines thingy based purely on my opinion and from what I've learned in life

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Imagine this situation...
You go inside a restaurant you've never been in. The menu overhead looks delicious but you've heard many bad things (as well as good things) about the food in that place. You're in a dilemma... shall you try eating there or not?

Tried but everything was bad
You tried the food there but it was just not good... mediocre would not even describe the food you've eaten. You wasted your money and your time for eating there . You even got sick because the food was just bad.

Didn't order anything and left
You left. You will never know how good or bad the food was. You turn around and leave because you are afraid to explore things you didn't know about. So until now you would wonder what would have happened if you take the risk...

Okay... somehow I tried to connect the situation with love. If you can see the connection already then you're thinking the same way I do... if you don't.. well try to understand what I'm saying here. Please.

Love can only be understood once you actually felt it. Seeing it in movies, reading it in books or just knowing about it from different mediums will never cut it. It might give you the feeling of what you want to have but can never tell you what you will really have once you're in that situation. Sometimes the things you know about love based on those mediums may look like the real thing but somehow it would not be exactly the same. For one... the person you love might now be a vampire *rolls eyes*.

It's the same as how food looks so delicious in commercials or how everything seems perfect in TV: the cheese melts perfectly, the toothpaste have that twirl in the end, everyone loves burgers... well it may have similar resemblance in real life but once you're there you would know the difference.

So you've seen the commercial, heard good and bad stories from people who've experienced it and have known all about it... but would that be enough for you to try it and once you try it would you enjoy the feeling or would you have a bad stomachache.. or in terms of love, a broken heart.

You could just turn around and forever ask yourself a lot of "what if it was like this" or "what if it was like that".

You could also try it and in the end cry under the pouring cold water from your shower, curse the day you knew the person and be bitter about love...

or you could be the third one


Tried it... and just be happy
There is no such thing as "happily ever after" in eating in some restaurant or fast food... you would just enjoy the food while you're consuming it. Just be happy that you're there with your hunger satiated. You will come back for more or try the new things that will be presented to you. You may not like the other things on the menu or may be sad that some of the items you've loved will be gone.

But that's just the way life is. That's just how restaurants are... and more importantly that's just how people are. Nothing is constant so try to appreciate them while they are still there. You would never know when the place will close down or when your loved one will be taken from this life.


uhm... I don't know what to say anymore so I guess this will be my last paragraph. Don't be afraid to step inside and try it. Be it love or a new restaurant. Who knows... you might actually like it and you might even grow old with it and I'm speaking for both your loved one and the restaurant.

hehehehe

Christmas 2010

December 26… yup it’s time for a Christmas blog post! I think it’s required or something. Moving on…

As I grow older I feel that my material gifts keeps on decreasing. This Christmas I received only one gift from my friend but aside from that I have no other gifts from my friends. I also received money from my parents but I haven’t used it to buy anything yet and due to circumstances I can’t really use it to buy the thing I want to buy. I also received gifts from work and I’m so thankful that they added me to their list even if I’m still new. *tears of joy* Plus my mother finally bought me a hula-hoop. (\^o^/)

But it wasn’t like this when I was younger. Let’s say 10 years ago I eagerly woke up every December 25 so that I could use my new purse/bag and go around the neighbourhood. My ninang/ninong just lived nearby back then so I can easily pester them every Christmas. I used to come with my brother as well so even my brother’s godparents give me gifts too. I always get a lot every Christmas… toys, money, and school stuff. I always enjoyed receiving stationary and writing materials for some reason even more than toys. The point is I never ran out of gifts and I remember my hands would get tired from tearing those Christmas wrappers.

But now everything is different.

I think people are getting poorer or maybe I’m just getting older or maybe I am getting more contented.

I suddenly stopped wishing from anything from anyone. “It’s better to give than to receive”. I started believing in that quote quite strongly than ever before. Sometimes even if they don’t give me any material things just a simple “Merry Christmas” out of their busy schedule would suffice. I know that they can’t give anything else so I am grateful to have received something from them at all. Yup, I guess I got older. Only old people would think of things like this.

But seriously there was only one gift that I was waiting for this Christmas… sadly I didn’t get it. Oh well.

Moving on… even if I didn’t get more presents and that certain gift I guess I was happy this Christmas. There is no such thing as the perfect way to spend Christmas… how you spend your Christmas Eve is surely your best way of celebrating Christmas. My brother and I watched One Piece episodes and Invader Zim (Hooray for Zim Marathon!) on Christmas Eve while eating our humble feast. That was very enjoyable and I think it’s the best way we could spend our Christmas.

So there is my Christmas post… there’s something else I would be posting but I’m too lazy to post that for now…

Anyway

MERRY CHRISTMAS!

Going home alone

I am used to it so I don’t really care. There are times though that I enjoy going home more than when I am with someone. I can walk at my own pace. I can listen to music and ignore everything around me. I can even have a mental conversation with myself… although the last one was not recommended.

Since I am alone I can take my time in enjoying stuff like this. I am often distracted too but I just don't wander off when I'm with someone. I don't want the person I am with to feel burdened because of my habits.

But I would love to walk home with someone, I want to have someone to talk with. It’s not healthy to talk to myself so at least I want someone to talk to or share things with. It gets lonely especially when I'm walking or when something would remind me of my friends or when I see other people with friends or special someones.

Also, eating isn't the same when I don't have anyone to talk to or share the food with. It's not really lonely but somehow it's not fun. I sometimes think of fun or interesting stuff while eating... but since I'm alone I can't laugh about it. That really sucks.

But seriously, I don't care about it anymore... I laugh and have a conversation with myself. Just mentally, of course, since I don't want anyone to think I'm crazy. I like to think that I'm having a date with myself. The thought seemed to be working for me. I don't feel a little bit lonely.

Some things...

Looking back…

Sometimes after accomplishing something a person will look back at the days of anxiety and endless nights of caffeine just to laugh at the experience. It feels good. However, in my case even if I’m in the middle of those days I already look forward to that certain day of recollection. “Someday, I’ll look back on this day and laugh about it.” That’s one of the ways on how I motivate myself. I always look forward to that tomorrow where everything should be ok.

Anyway, I finished it. The SP I worked on for many months… I’ve finished it. I never thought that it would be near perfect but it somehow exceeded my expectations. There were many wrong moves and mistakes in the past but I don’t like regretting them. I think of them as very important factors that brought me to where I am now.

I am looking back at those days and nights.

I am laughing. I do feel good.

Being in LB

I always like being in LB. That place gives me some sense of freedom. Ewan. Even though half of me feel embarrassed staying in other people’s houses, the other half can sleep soundly without even thinking about such embarrassment. I like being with friends and that’s for sure. They never let me feel loneliness. I am so grateful for having friends like those.

I like LB. But I know that Elbi now is not my home anymore. My time had passed. I know LB had always welcomed me but those welcoming smiles would decrease every year and someday there won’t be a familiar smile anymore. I’ll become just another stranger in a place I once called my home.

There are still left though but even with all that I still felt like it’s not my home anymore. I know exactly what or rather who is missing.

The main reason why I feel contented in LB just wasn’t there anymore. This made a lot of difference. This made the whole place unfamiliar to me.

Although I know it’s already too much to ask but I wanted him to be with me as well. If we could walk the same street, road or grass we used to walk on then maybe I could feel like I’m 2 or 4 years back in time again. Maybe I could also recall what it felt like to be home in LB again.