Our "so-cold" life

if you complain that you do not have enough.
if you are whinning about how cruel life is.
if you are too passive to care for yourself
if you are simply oblivious to the wonderful things around you...
and if you have already given up and kept on giving up because of some circumstances then...

look at yourself in the mirror, count how many arms and legs you have then watch this video.






...so what's up with all the complains, the whinning and all those things?...

Thoughts from slumber

                                                                          fmflores::Photo::08

We did not endure life,

But is life who endured us - our human and selfish nature.
It unfailingly taught us things unimaginable for as long as we live.

When life itself surrenders only then we realize...

what we had. 
what it could have been.
what we should have done.
what we should have said. 


...it is always too late.
then we linger on the memory - memories
                                            ...for a while


...and so we move on
and the  overwhelming loss slips away
 
we never learn...

This is It.

I am never an MJ fan, ever. Though undeniably, his music has this "effect" on people. Yes please, count me in. It's just difficult to not like his songs and not stop from liking it each and everytime you listen to it.

My most favorite among his songs is the "Man in The Mirror". Surprisingly it was the finale of his memorial. Thus here I am, not letting go of that moment.

As the Man in the Mirror's intro is playing, I waited for that "hiccup" like I always do and...nothing...just the instruments. I was just hearing the instruments, staring at the microphone on spotlight in an empty stage with the silent and dispersing crowd. That was the emptiest, the most abandoned stage I have ever seen and the saddest music I have ever heard. It was a very awkward moment for the song and that's where I felt the "loss"

I will never get to hear that favorite song being sang live...ever.

Happy Father's Day Papa John...

You are one of the most annoying thing in the world because:

1. You always like to torment me by asking me to hand you that same belt you'll use for your disciplinarian act! god it was indeed a pain in the a**!

2. You're like the CIA, you know where to find me, who I'm with and you always keep track of things most especially my class schedules and my grades (oh! those grades for crying out loud!) most especially during college.

3. You just have things to say...all the time!

4. ...you have many more things to say!

5. You always lecture about how you are able to work your way through things, your school, your work and life in general that I (errr... we - yep! count sis and bro in) can already memorize those lines...."ako sang una...bla bla bla...."

YOU are the best thing that ever happened to me because:

1. I have learned to be prudent in making decisions and choosing what's best for me because you always like to torment me by asking me to hand you that same belt you'll use to for your disciplinarian act! god it was indeed a pain in the a**!

2. I have earned my degree because you're like the CIA, you know where to find me, who I'm with and you always keep track of things most especially my class schedules and my grades (oh! those grades for crying out loud!) most especially during college.

3. I am now 200% independent and now living on my own because you always lecture about how you are able to work your way through things, your school, your work and life in general that I (well, we - yep! count sis and bro in) can already memorize those lines...."ako sang una...bla bla bla...."

4. I have have learned responsibility because you just have things to say...all the time!

5. I have learned life's lessons I will never learn once I'm already "out there" because you have many more things to say!

6. If I will have to elaborate all of those things, then I might need a few hundred pages to type those in.

Happy Father's Day Papa John...You're the man!

Why Is my colleague an Idiot.

Scene A:

me : Hey ****** I created a new folder named REV C so all drawings revised after feb 23,
must be saved on this folder ok?

Idiot: SORRY?

(I repeated my sentence)

Idiot: Revise the what? what are those revisions for? we're only on the REV B stage
how did you get a REV c?

me : (wtf!)

Scene B:

Secretary: ******, can u adjust this text box? coz it's too tight they (bosses) have no
space to sign.

Idiot : Sorry?

(Secretary repeats her statement)

Idiot : sign what? u did not told me to sign anything.

Scene C:

Idiot : Are you finished emailing the drawings?

Me : I already did, oh! btw I used my gmail instead of outlook coz i think
gmail can hold larger multiple files.

Idiot : Sorry?

(I repeated my sentence)

Idiot : who did you gmail? and why?


Imagine all this kind of conversation every moment, of every single goddamn day!!!!!!

....right now this is my damn freakin' song!
"loathing, unadulterated loathing...for your face, your voice, your clothing. let's just say, I loathe it all! with every little trait however small makes my very flesh begin to crawl..." - Wicked OST

...yes I am whinning, after a reeeeeeally long time, I am again whinning so spare me the this freakin' moment. argh!

My 30 Cents....

 

As I was ending my day I was able to do a good deed! (halo shining, ting! *wink*wink*).  I was queuing for my regular after-work waffle treat with my colleague Al. There was a little boy about 7 - 8 years old, who was queuing before me. He bought a $1.50 Peanut waffle but he is short of 30 cents. He said he thought the one he want was $1.20. 

Okay, if you are curious if they we're speaking in chinese, well they are actually and no! up until now, I still don't know how to speak chinese except for words like "tapaw" - take out/take-away. and that's it! 

Anyway, I kind of decipher what was going on when the little guy and and waffle dude we're referring to the price posted in front of the stall. I thought waffle dude will just let little guy pass, but well, waffle dude really means business. So there I was, asking waffle dude, how much does little guy need to get the peanut waffle and there you go I gave waffle dude my 30cents! 30 cents, to give the little boy his peanut waffle, topped with a really huge smile with a free and sincere gratitude.

Who says you can't buy happiness, in fact it's not even expensive. It feels really great today doing little things that meant so much to others.  

The Most Beautiful Gas Station in the World

Nothing beats the classic as they say. I stumbled into this blog on www.architecturalrecord.com. Unfortunately I have to purchase the whole article (from a different website) so I can read it (ha! no way!) good thing the blogger has a few words straight from the article itself.  What really caught my attention is the name MIES VAN DER ROHE as I was reading through the blog. Van Der Rohe - father of modernism (worked with Le Corbusier and Walter Gropius-big names!).

He also designed the first ever glass house, the Farnsworth house.

                                          Believe it or not but this was designed in 1950

Anyway, the most beautiful gas station in the world is the Esso gas station in Quebec and has been designed in the 60's.  

...Needless for me to say anything, thus let me just I quote the writer:

"The thing really is beautiful; it's so unassuming, like a lot of great artworks,"

"It's of a great simplicity, and it's a building that was really thought out. It's not overstated, it's very modest, very functional, and very well designed," said Dinu Bumbaru, the director of Heritage Montreal, who has described it as the "Ritz" of gas stations.

"The filling station was a departure from the garish corporate colours, neon signs and blinding flood lighting of most modern service stations."

That's why I always live by Leonardo Da Vinci's words "Simplicity is the ultimate form of Sophistication"

Sadly, they don't make gasoline stations like these anymore...