There was a forwarded text message that I got this morning.
It was something like "life is easy...what i meant was...life is easy when you are here around..."
Pinched me. Even made me teary-eyed.
My life is indeed easy when you were here...physically. You're still a text away but the distance...its actually killing me. Couldn't run into your smile and get recluse when I'm having a bad day. Couldn't get into your arms when I wanted to be just romantic. Couldn't wake up beside you. So many things that I couldn't do and its affecting me.
And earlier I remember those sunday mornings that I'd wake up beside you and eat all day with you.
Geesh...im crying now remembering all of them.
I'd always wish that we didn't have to work miles apart so that I can enjoy those days I'm with you.
Now...i just wish for them to happen...
Sunday, 31 May 2009
Coffee nights...
Ever sat down with your friends in any of the sprouting coffee shops in the metro on a weekly basis?
I do. In fact, this coffee nights that I have with my friends on a weekly basis is probably one of the few things that strengthen our bond over the last five years.
We would usually meet up either on a saturday or on a sunday and look for the empty couches on either starbucks or coffee bean and order coffee or tea and discuss this and that brouhaha that happened the past week.
Its healthy in the sense that it allows each of us to hear what one thinks of the brouhaha and most of the time laugh about it while enjoying the ambiance and the company just before the weekend ends.
And while some of the topics that come in these coffee nights aren't always pleasant...it still remain a venue to discuss and ponder what life has brought upon the friendship.
I do. In fact, this coffee nights that I have with my friends on a weekly basis is probably one of the few things that strengthen our bond over the last five years.
We would usually meet up either on a saturday or on a sunday and look for the empty couches on either starbucks or coffee bean and order coffee or tea and discuss this and that brouhaha that happened the past week.
Its healthy in the sense that it allows each of us to hear what one thinks of the brouhaha and most of the time laugh about it while enjoying the ambiance and the company just before the weekend ends.
And while some of the topics that come in these coffee nights aren't always pleasant...it still remain a venue to discuss and ponder what life has brought upon the friendship.
Wednesday, 27 May 2009
Wee bit crazy...
Sorry if I have offended you with the questioning.
But I think I'm starting to feel jealous and I don't like it...I never do.
Quite strange coz I don't get jealous...secured of your love for me.
Yet this distance...its making me wee bit crazy...suddenly I am unsure of how much you still love me.
But I think I'm starting to feel jealous and I don't like it...I never do.
Quite strange coz I don't get jealous...secured of your love for me.
Yet this distance...its making me wee bit crazy...suddenly I am unsure of how much you still love me.
Friday, 22 May 2009
Do you want to write?
There was an unexpected buzz from a friend who now lives in California.
I thought there was another web of life he came across with. WTF...he is already million miles apart and we still have a webbie?
Was relieved when I learned it was not.
Our friend during our Malate days was scouting for new resource writers in his magazine. Freelance stuff. Bred.
Hmm. Can I still do it?
That would be the challenge...writing again just like trying to do this blog atleast once a day before I go to sleep.
Maybe I could do photo-journalism..or some features...
Let's see if I still have it in me.
I thought there was another web of life he came across with. WTF...he is already million miles apart and we still have a webbie?
Was relieved when I learned it was not.
Our friend during our Malate days was scouting for new resource writers in his magazine. Freelance stuff. Bred.
Hmm. Can I still do it?
That would be the challenge...writing again just like trying to do this blog atleast once a day before I go to sleep.
Maybe I could do photo-journalism..or some features...
Let's see if I still have it in me.
Thursday, 21 May 2009
Metrics...anyone?
I got entangled to a metrics battle this morning...err..afternoon.
The team lead was trying to point out that the defect field on the template is supposed to be used on all the stages of the software lifecycle.
The quality coordinator thinks otherwise as it has no use for metrics tracking of the entire team.
Which is which?
Hmm.From what I do know...the defect field on the template is supposed to track at which phase of the lifecycle you have seen the defect as against to the origin of the defect to compute for the actual quality of work.
Stressful thinking isn't it?
Hmm...how about doing this every week?
The team lead was trying to point out that the defect field on the template is supposed to be used on all the stages of the software lifecycle.
The quality coordinator thinks otherwise as it has no use for metrics tracking of the entire team.
Which is which?
Hmm.From what I do know...the defect field on the template is supposed to track at which phase of the lifecycle you have seen the defect as against to the origin of the defect to compute for the actual quality of work.
Stressful thinking isn't it?
Hmm...how about doing this every week?
Wednesday, 20 May 2009
Just a little of me....now
2:37 am
Something pushed me to create a blog in here.
I don't know what. Probably jealous. Been reading one blog lately and it is fascinating to be able to capture moments of your life just like a photograph or a video.
I hope that blogging becomes a hobby again. It was an artistic outlet before. A venue to express. A place to keep yakking about everything...and then priorities changed...life got faster...time got lesser.
But then again...life has its way of bringing back some few things you enjoyed in the past. :)
Something pushed me to create a blog in here.
I don't know what. Probably jealous. Been reading one blog lately and it is fascinating to be able to capture moments of your life just like a photograph or a video.
I hope that blogging becomes a hobby again. It was an artistic outlet before. A venue to express. A place to keep yakking about everything...and then priorities changed...life got faster...time got lesser.
But then again...life has its way of bringing back some few things you enjoyed in the past. :)
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