Entries for October, 2006

October 2nd, 2006

Why we love?


cristinaburwell

I was watching "Shall We Dance" earlier today in my ho(mo)tel room and I was struck with one of the lines that was delivered from that flick...

"We need a witness to our lives. There's a billion people on the planet... I mean, what does any one life really mean? But in a marriage, you're promising to care about everything. The good things, the bad things, the terrible things, the mundane things... all of it, all of the time, every day. You're saying 'Your life will not go unnoticed because I will notice it. Your life will not go un-witnessed because I will be your witness."

Nice huh?

If a tree falls down deep in the forest and no one hears that tree crashed, then was there a falling tree at all?

Currently listening to: silence in the dv-campaign training suite in lipa
Currently feeling: tired and sleepy
Posted by cristinaburwell at 01:43 PM | 3 ang umangal

October 3rd, 2006

DO YOU HAVE A PLACE IN LIPA,BATANGAS?


cristinaburwell

I really haven't really fully immersed myself in this weird sudden shift of gameplan. Moving to Lipa really didn't seem to be such a huge move during the earlier part of September but right now it's like WHOAA!

First of all I have no freaggin idea where to stay. All the accomodations here are like EXPENSIVE! I mean I could get a nice house in Los Banos for 4K and not worry about anything else. I don't have girl housemates too... That's one part of my dilemma. If I'm going to live with boys then that would be a major issue. I don't wannt to play yaya/maid while coping with the hassles of being a trainer for a new account.

Second of all, I miss Verizon and everything that has something to do with the product. I miss saying, "Thank you for calling Verizon Online Technical Support, my name is Christen, can i please have your DSL number?", every single damned day! Oh yeah, I used to bitch and complain about this before but often times we would do the same about our family and then realise afterwards that we really don't mean it.

That's it for now... The North American client is here... Oh well.

Currently listening to: something from Lord of the Rings
Currently feeling: uncomfortable
Posted by cristinaburwell at 03:29 AM | 3 ang umangal

The Sandman

I'm Dream!
Which Member of the Endless Are You?

I am Dream... Coolness! That's nice... I don't know why I am Dream... maybe because I'm a lonely one...

NOT!

I'm really not in the mood to talk and be here right now. I just wanna sleep. I WANNA SLEEP. I WANNA SLEEP.

Ang daya ni Ed, wala siya dito eh class niya to.

 

THIS IS NOT EVEN MINE...

Oh well... You asked for this so deal with it.

Getting sleepy-eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeer every minute. Oh well.

 

 

 

 

 

 
Currently listening to: classroom banter
Currently feeling: working
Posted by cristinaburwell at 08:51 AM | may reklamo ka?

October 11th, 2006

Longing for Home


cristinaburwell

I'm here in the Training Suite (I'd like to think of it as the Faculty Room or some type of lounge with prestige, that's one of the reasons why I'm putting caps on it). I'm still ungrammatical, I still love to listen to Coldplay's "The Scientist" like when I was just a fledgeling agent back in VOL Nova.

 Nothing has changed.

But I'm practically miles away from home and I hate it.

I miss home. My kid. My friends.

Is money really worth all of this? I doubt.

Currently listening to: the lion sleeps tonight
Currently watching: video of the lion sleeps tonight with the hippo&dog(Utube)
Currently feeling: sleepy
Posted by cristinaburwell at 08:54 AM | 3 ang umangal

October 12th, 2006

Love and road signs


cristinaburwell
cristina Highway
Fame City5
Mt. Happiness20
Lake Love46
Study Hall102
Confusion Lane274
Please Drive Carefully
Username:
Where are you on the highway of life?
From Go-Quiz.com

 

 Hahahaha... This road sign is really for me... So crazy! So crazy. I wanna go back to Manila...

My wiccan friend Flori read my cards last September and she told me that the cards said that I would be moving... And here I am, in Lipa... Far from my family and far from everything else that I love. I haven't met someone that I could lean on... Someone that would make me feel at home. I wish that I'm 16 again... a student in UPLB. No worries. Just how to pass Chemistry... Who's going to ask me to the college ball... I'm freaked out right now, I guess I grew up too fast.

I hate this.

 

Currently listening to: training chatter
Currently feeling: freaked out
Posted by cristinaburwell at 06:12 AM | 1 ang umangal

October 18th, 2006

how to save a life


cristinaburwell

I don't know what's the better deal. I should have stick with Verizon. It would have been ennui extraordinaire but still it's HOME. Last year I could not have imagined that I would move back down south. Last year I could not have imagined that Gene is going to split up with me because of some man-hungry biatch from Bicutan. But as they say, shit happens and when it does, it happens FAST.

I miss Gene. That's for the record. Just to set things straight. But if he loves his mom more than any one else... More than himself, then that's final.

I need a man who can stand up for himself and someone who can stand up for me.

Things would work out fine. It always does. But I just hope that everything would fall right back to place soon. Before all hell breaks loose.

 

Currently listening to: how to save a life- the fray
Currently feeling: pained
Posted by cristinaburwell at 12:23 AM | 1 ang umangal

calming silence

This is a picture of calm silence

 

Bright lights flashing from the shadowy distance

You hear her voice

You say her name

But in futile.

She's gone to a world of modern eccentricities and shattered souls.

Somewhere deep where the mountains are amber,

Where you breathe an air of purple haze;

Where you are safe from feelings and lurid ideas.

Some place where I reside.

 

*here i am trying to type some form of great literature but once again miserably failing in the attempt. :p

I got this from www.peyups.com , someone with the pseudonym of mirage wrote this. it's not great literature but i know the pain... it's so familiar. read on...

They went to Mall of Asia the morning after they had sex for the first time.

It wasn't their first time to spend the night together but lots of firsts certainly took place that day - their first kiss (with each other), their first make out session which eventually led to their first fuck.

Everything went too fast. All she could remember was that they were about to sleep when he wrapped his arms around her. She snuggled at his chest as her hand rested on his back. They were doing this for months: sleeping together, wrapped in each other's arms, but that night was different. When she heard his deep breaths and felt him trace his fingers on her back, she knew that night would be different.

She couldn't remember exactly what happened next. She just found herself kissing him as his hands explored her body. That night, everything that was wrong felt so right for her. When he finally asked if he could enter, she didn't have any hesitations.

Neither one of them talked about what happened when they woke up that morning. She was the first one to get up. She fumbled through the sheets to look for her panties. She glimpsed at the naked person sleeping on her bed as she put on her clothes.

Minutes after, he got up and asked her where his briefs were. "Sa'n mo tinapon ang briefs ko?" He kidded as they both searched. She found his briefs under her bed and he snatched it from her hand. He saw the stains on her sheet and teased her about it. Everything seemed so casual.

They went out to have goto for breakfast. They could have stayed at her place and cooked breakfast but she didn't want her housemate to find him there. With nothing else to do, nowhere to go, and the day to spare, they decided to go to Mall of Asia.

Having opened just three weekends ago, they wanted to find out what the fuss was all about. He and she walked aimlessly around the mall, lost in the throng of strangers. She wore plain houseclothes and slippers and he wore the same clothes he was wearing the day before.

They checked the IMAX theater. Superman would be out in two weeks and the attendants were already accepting reservations.

"Nood tayo Superman sa IMAX," he said.
"Mahal eh, 350."
"Sige na, just for the experience."
"Sige," she conceded.

(A few weeks later, they would each watch Superman separately. She paid 350 to watch it at Gateway while he watched it at Glorietta with someone else. She didn't bother asking.)

They went on with their aimless stroll in the mall until he invited her to have coffee at Starbucks. With his coffee jelly and her mocha frap, they watched people from the glass wall, and talked about the weather. Nobody dared mention the events of the night prior.

While they were at the mall, he would put his hand on her shoulder or she would cling to his arm but they never held hands. When they got tired of walking, they went back to her place to sleep. They ordered KFC for dinner, watched random shows on cable until he decided that it was time for him to go home.

As she walked him to the door, he gave a perfunctory "una na ako" and left. There was no tender goodbye, not even a kiss on the cheek.

What happened to them the day after they had sex for the first time was hardly romantic. Why would she expect romance? Sex between friends is never romantic.

***

People she knew who had been to Mall of Asia had varied reactions. Some were impressed: andun na lahat ng stores, mapa-high end or jologs; ang romantic ng view ng bay; and ang galeng nung IMAX, para kang kasama sa pelikula were some of the praises. Others were disappointed: ang daming tao; hindi covered iyong nasa gilid, ang inet; and ang layo, were the lamentations.

However, when they asked her what she thought of the mall, she had no opinion. Although she saw the enormous skating rink, the scenic view of the bay, and the tram, these were insignificant details. She couldn't remember anything, except that it was where they went the morning after they had sex for the first time.

She never returned to Mall of Asia.
Currently listening to: clicks
Currently feeling: thoughtful
Posted by cristinaburwell at 03:10 AM | 2 ang umangal

October 24th, 2006

(re)SIGNING and (re)DREAMING


cristinaburwell

I want to resign. Travelling to and fro from Lipa really is taking it's toll on me. I hate it.

 _________________________________________________

I had a dream of you last night. It was a typical YOU and ME sorta thing. One of those dreams that are awkward and sweet at the same time.

The clock ticks and i wished that I would never wake up...

The clock ticks its sweet melody and you smiled at me. Your old friendly smile that makes me feel that it's summer all over again... That we're back in those good old care free days and I loved you...

(And you loved me in return.)

You spoke to me in hypotheses...( like in the days gone by...) Of the abnormality of time and space. You spoke to me in numbers... ( but this time I didn't mind. I didn't mock you or tried to act goofy about it).

I miss,

this.

And in my dream I thought, this was you a year ago. Someone who tries to dance with me in the twilight and is revulsed by the thought of working in a call center. My isaw buddy... My ethereal movie date. We used to laugh at the moon and the heavens would laugh with us.

Now the moon shines on ghosts.

Currently listening to: nothing
Currently reading: nothing
Currently watching: nothing
Currently feeling: worried
Posted by cristinaburwell at 12:05 AM | may reklamo ka?

October 25th, 2006

Mike Villar on CHAT


cristinaburwell
mike.villar: hahaha im at work
whats up
and yes I know miss Espejo
vaguely though.
me: I'm also at work.
maybe you'd hate me... i'm one of those "supposedly dumb call center bimbos" you kept on bashing
<<<< product trainer/TL
mike.villar: Hey when did I say that?
I love call centers I came from a callcenter
did Corporate sales for a few years then moved to a web dev job
Sent at 4:19 PM on Wednesday
me: so yer playing mr. nice guy eh?
after bashing call center agents so many times in your blog you'd play mr. I-LOVE-CALL-CENTERS..hmmm...
mike.villar: hahahah
This blog is never going to get me laid [frown]
Sent at 4:22 PM on Wednesday
me: sighs
why do you really want to get laid that badly?
mike.villar: YES!
lol
and hopefully find true love
me: err
yer at it again..please... you make my tummy lurch
mike.villar: hahaha
me: there goes my fish katsu... ewww... sickly greenish mush doesnt match with my red skirt
mike.villar: rawr skirt
me: is it supposed to be all screwing for you
mike.villar: what?!
how?!
lol
also vote for the webbies
maybe a trophy would help
me: i bet ang dating daan website would topple you bar none
hehehehe
Sent at 4:31 PM on Wednesday
mike.villar: pfft.
different category
me: what if soriano would make a blog just to diss you?
mike.villar: well he has nothing on me
come on man Im mike fucking villar
me: honestly, you were from camarin... we went to the same schools (but unfortunately UP High got me...)
i mean *school
Sent at 4:34 PM on Wednesday
me: you featured an article of a friend of mine in the man blog
mike.villar: um where?
me: where what?
mike.villar: Who?
sorry
must stop drugs.
me: jaywalker_(some weird numerals...1982, i guess) tabulas journal
yeah and alcohol(beer)---- destroys yer brain cells
mike.villar: like I care.
me: welcome back dude
at least yer not playing mr. nice guy
mike.villar: Well I spend a third of my salary on Alcohol man
I am incapable of feeling anything else but craving for alcohol and lust
maybe love.
I dont know
me: you should seek professional help
for a non-UP person yer head is all messed up
mike.villar: No its not!
please love me
me: honestly!
mike.villar: Do you have YM? this is sorta gay
me: hehehehe... im going to post this conversation on my journal... wehehehehehe (come on mikey, pour the juicy stuff)
mike.villar: Yeah say something about how one time I got so drunk I was slapping passing cars with my bird
then they're all like "Hey watch it!"
and I'm all like "Oh yeah?! well look at my bird!"
me: hmm...
our IT guy is going to get me if ever they're monitoring my PC right now
mike.villar: Why? because I said bird?
What's wrong with bird?
me: they're prudes
mike.villar: bah.
well ask yourself if you want to work with prudes
me: because im earning 27K a month plus allowance?
is that a good reason enough?
mike.villar: I earn that much too.
a pay day.
plus I dont work with prudes.
me: well yer webbie extraordinaire. im just yer creative writing nerdo
mike.villar: I get it in 20's too
so that I could spread it on my bead and roll around on it
me: It's either this or just keep on hoping for the Pulitzer prize
i thought in 1 peso coins so that you could put them in yer pocket and pretend that you have huge balls
mike.villar: Ooooh snap
I love you already.
when are you going to be around the area?
You could treat me or something.
then we can hang around the ATM machine, then I'd realize my laptop is missing then I'd cry.
Sent at 4:46 PM on Wednesday
me: that last statement really doesnt make sense... not even sarcastic nor funny
do you really own a laptop?
or is it the company's?
mike.villar: Im a web professional man
I should own a laptop.
me: so it isn't company provided?
you bought it from yer hard earned cash?
mike.villar: I have one provided by the company and a personal one
me: kewl
so at least not all of yer earnings really go to booze
that's nice to know
mike.villar: It was a tough choice.
a laptop or a month's worth of beer.
but since im doing freelance shit, I figured it's a great investment.
me: or two straight weeks with mahista # (whatever)
mike.villar: yeah I know
me: what happened to her?
mike.villar: I dont even know her.
Good thing my blog's fictional, otherwise I would've gotten STD now and my wife would be totally mad and shit.
me: now you have a wife... good lie
one step away from the golden gates of heaven
oh no... that's TWO! you do have STD!
mike.villar: hahaha
No I dont
me: awww poor baby. yer in denial phase
mike.villar: Hey seriously man
me: i really do understand pats mikey gently
mike.villar: if ever you're around the area maybe we could hang out in TDC or something
me: is TDC still alive?
mike.villar: I dont know
most probably.
so is cristina your real name?
me: yep
mike.villar: no really?
me: yep
like michael villar IS NOT YOUR NAME
mike.villar: It is too
Check out the yearbook
me: you know maoie cabrera?
mike.villar: I was like 4th honorable mention
from iTouchpoint
yes
me: err... i graduated from SHAN... ST.Luke's is stinky
he's with me right now
mike.villar: blah Shan
me: UPIS fished me out from SHAN
then was UP through and through
mike.villar: oh UPIS? is that a school?
me: university of the philippines integrated schoo;
*school
mike.villar: I thought it was a marine barracks with leaky roofs or some dilapidated government building.
me: yeah... and THAT too
mike.villar: okay.
So how's batangas
me: you should have gone there... yer sarcasm would've fit perfectly
lipa is ok
but i miss my family
maoie's a few computers away from me
WAIT: you were from itouch?
mike.villar: How did you know we knew each other?
Yes for two years.
me: i was reading your blog and he asked me: Hey you know mike villar?
And I said, HELL NO... I was just trying to get some eye strain staring into nothing
was just a coincidence that i chanced upon this page
mike.villar: hmmm.
Okayyy
So "cristina" when are we going out?
what are you going to get me?
and what are we going to eat?
me: in your dreams
mike.villar: I think are the questions that beg to be answered.
me: i'd rather go out with tinky winky of the teletubbies than go out with you
mike.villar: Heyyyy
Im a very romantic guy
me: uh-huh
mike.villar: and sensitive
me: errrr....*looks at maoie... errr, if guys from itouch looks like this one... errr*
mike.villar: You, ma'am are made of molten evil.
me: you think so?
mike.villar: Which makes me like you more
me: plenty of folks think that im an angel
mike.villar: So you know
lets go out
I dont expect an answer from you right now
just think about it
if not, I will wait outside your house without food and water for 3 days.
and you don't want that.
trust me.
Kristen.
err crisitne
chhristine
whatever.
me: i'll pass... i have a movie date with a stinky but good looking and rich 300 pound guy this weekend
and dude, you don't even know my house
plus, Kirsten is my DAUGHTER's name
not mine
mike.villar: oh how cute!
you have a daughter!
That means we don't have to worry about getting knocked up do we?
me: and no way am i going to let her around u
errr
who says anything about getting knocked up?
mike.villar: I don't know.
Okay whatever man.
Just grab a can of mace
you know for protection.
lots of crazy people out ther.e
me: like yerself?
mike.villar: among others.
me: im not paying attention to our american client
silly me
where in makati are you working?
mike.villar: Im not in makati god
Makati's for broke 35 year-old yuppies
who have the newest cellphones and shit
me: If you weren't a phoney I would have gladly go out with you
mike.villar: ah ok I see na palah
me: huh?
that was so assumptionite
mike.villar: hahhaha
Hey im not a phoney man. You hurt my feelings [frown]
me: "Oh my gosh... you are going to make sawsaw that intestine in that icky sawsawan!"
you sounded like that for a sec
mike.villar: hahahah
Come on man lets go out
it'd be fun
me: i don't think so
you have so many hang ups man
i don't even know what's real or what's not
mike.villar: ME?
lol
hey Im not like this in real life
[frown]
nobody believes me anymore
me: i might bash you with a beer bottle in the mid of our date
and then accidentally kill you
mike.villar: [frown] that bad huh?
me: i killed a rising internet star(LET)
mike.villar: Okayyy that's kinda freaky
me: hahahaha
guess you've met yer match
but gawd... i would have been tons more goodlooking than you are if i was a guy
mike.villar: yeah but I can beat you up
easy
me: you think?
mike.villar: Yeah
as long as we dont fight for more than 5 minutes
me: i dont think so....
mike.villar: after that, Im spent.
me: i have a black belt in judo
u wont last a minute with me... in bed or out of it
mike.villar: well bring it!
forget the date
me: got a question
mike.villar: I'll kick your ass!
me: WHY ARE YOU STILL chatting WITH ME
mike.villar: because my job is to basically order people around
and that gets played after a while.
me: so you are just freaggin bored right?
mike.villar: yes.
me: hmmmm
mike.villar: and hungry.
me: i aint a Big Mac
go out and buy one
mike.villar: But you look like one
OOOH SNAP
me: hahahaha
yeah right
mike.villar: "Miggy" = Comeback Champion of Asia
me: like you look like the long lost brother of the Pillsbury Doughboy
mike.villar: That was weak.
I thought of that before you did.
yawn.
me: because it's a fact you do like him... and the Marshmallow Man
like triplets
mike.villar: weak.
me: i mean you look like him
im just stating fact
mike.villar: Okay.
Im so insulted.
me: i aint here for a name calling competition
mike.villar: you're so good at this.
me: sarcasm
sarcasm
mike.villar: Hey dont cry man
I hate it when girls cry
so emo
me: hey, I aint HALE Champ Lui Pio
mike.villar: OMG you know his name
me: take that back
i aint emo
mike.villar: lol
omg
l0zers0rz!
me: i should know his name.... he was my ex bf's cousin
mike.villar: LOL
So you probably kissed somebody who's related to hale guy
some of his emoness definitely rubbed on to you
me: yep... and my mouth underwent a whole lotta radiation just to rinse the taste off
mike.villar: lol
I need a smoke, you're too much.
me: you like me
Sent at 5:27 PM on Wednesday
Currently feeling: satisfied
Posted by cristinaburwell at 01:27 AM | 2 ang umangal

i was your amy lee


cristinaburwell

You YOu used to call me Amy Lee... You used to ask me to sing Evanescence songs for you while walking around the metro....

 What happened to us?

Did we really grow apart?

Or...

Did we just grow up?

Currently listening to: evanescence-call me when you're sober
Currently watching: the video of the aforesaid song
Currently feeling: morose
Posted by cristinaburwell at 11:13 AM | 8 ang umangal

October 30th, 2006

ON LOVE


cristinaburwell
 Because I love speaking in French... And because I'm currently hook up on the thought of true love... here you go:
 "Si jamais je vous perds il serait par l'enfer et le dos"
Which means...
 -If ever I would lose you, it would be through hell and back...
Currently feeling: loved
Posted by cristinaburwell at 05:38 AM | 6 ang umangal
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