It was a long day today. I basically lacked sleep for the past few days, completely affecting my overall performance and mind lag. I was a working zombie earlier and with the problems at the office made my day even a worse case scenario.

I woke up late, meaning, I caught the traffic. Good thing was, I got to work just on time. Upon arriving, I went up to speed to whatever needed to be done. I was assigned to a huge member audit totalling a whopping eight audits--the most I've done in less than five hours. It wasn't that gruesome, since I was asked not to commit changes to anything, but just do an audit.

At around 11:30am, everyone was asked to go downstairs for food... in honor of Sarah's eighteen years of service for the company. I hurriedly grabbed some food and went back upstairs, continuing my audit. At around 12:30noon, I completed the audit and proceeded to my normal work. I ran a total of thirty seven reports before the clock hit 2pm and went on to submit them to Joe.

I received a phone call from one of the most annoying GA's, she was telling me all these crap that aren't even necessary for me to do some manual processing for her. I tried to maintain a professional voice as I scribbled details regarding her problem.

"Hey Ron," Don, my supervisor called. I answered back, "Hey Don," Arnetta, Silvia and vickie laughed so hard at my reply, Don said "I don't want to talk to you again!" and bursted laughing. He continued anyway, and asked me to run some more reports for Claim Jumper, another account that we've had problems. Erin, from Claim Jumper emailed me regarding several employees, not really wanting to irate her, I answered the emails in a few minutes.

Later in the afternoon, I received a reply from Kay, regarding the audit I did earlier. She wants Don and I to setup a meeting with her to further explain what I did. At around 3pm, I was able to start my daily report processing, which wasn't as bad as the days before. On my luck though, about half of the reports that was supposed to be for me, was redistributed to other people, giving me less.

I took a break at around 4pm, taking in a full breather due to the stress I've been getting. I picked up my pace and proceeded head on with the dailies. At around 6pm, I was already exhausted. I left the office at around 6:30pm along with Robert and Carlos, our topic was drunk driving. Robert was convicted of drunk driving. tsk tsk. never ever drink and drive. I sat in the driver's side of my truck for about half an hour, doing nothing, but trying to ease the tension in my brain--and wrists and think about missing my baby.

God, my wrists and arm have been overly aching bad these past few days. Silvia, kept acting like my mom. I find it funny that she was doing it, but as far as that, she wasn't irritating me. She kept telling me to slow down, cause I'm hurting myself. It's true, but I find it boring to work in a slower state. She also tells me (A LOT) about her son. Which I really don't mind. I was wondering though, why couldn't she let her son have a gf? he's already 17 for pete's sake! and how the hell did she knew about a girl's email to her son? Why?!? I did asked her though, why won't you let your son have a gf?

talk about privacy issues. tsk.

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damn...

i never thought that i'll be working 3 hours of overtime today. shit. i'm almost past it. haay.

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sometimes i would find myself in the brink of not understanding something that's as easy as waking up. i would find myself feeling all frustrated from the push back in my time. i felt as if i've been robbed of my freedom from this corporate america. making me, at times, fail to wake up to smell reality.

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haha. i felt so hungry that i just have to ask the supervisor if she has food. bwahahaha

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I'm a dumbass mother fucker. i worked with the WRONG FREAKING file. I just wasted about one and a half hours. fuck.

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fuck. that new security guy sure scares the shit out of me, i dunno, but as far as i noticed, he was winking at me for the last few days. i was thinking maybe he has tourette's syndrome, so i went and ask arnetta if she notices it.

no. not even when she was paying attention to him. not even don notices it. haay. fuck. fuck fuck.

if it was a female security person, i'll be flattered and tell myself that it's nice to know something like that (ego booster), look at the ring at my right ring finger, and say in the back of my mind, i love you toots.

but nooooooo... it has to be some guy in his late 40s. fuck. fuck

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guess where i am...


i'm at work and boy is this fun. i got here around 7:30am and the work doesn't seem to get finished. i'll never finish all these, everyday new work comes in, and it doesn't stop even when i'm out from the office.

god, help me.

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sometimes i catch myself praying, "lord, why me?"

whenever i do catch myself praying, it always starts off with all the negativity of my life, and things that looked as if nothing is going ok. sometimes, i would just divulge myself in thought, and see how it's really going.

marriage, career, school, kids, petition, lottery, mortgage, investment... these are some of the things that i ponder about. i don't exactly know where i'm going, but to start with, i'm living a life that i never dreamth about. no, i didn't got hitched to a very rich and powerful girl, but what i'm saying is, i never thought i could earn like this, even before i graduated college.

what is out there anyway? i never really realized how important i am for this world, nor for anyone in this world. although, a lot of people are important to me, i can never tell to what degree.

furthermore, i know i have a bad reputation of over spending and also has a bad attitude towards saving money. i have never learned to save. the most i've ever saved was $1,200 and nothing more. currently i earn enough money for me to save, but still, i fail at saving. the only way i know to save, is for someone to know about my expenses. i have no freakin clue why, but i've been doing this since fourth grade. i had someone keep my money, for every peso they hold, they get to keep 10 cents. these guys know where it was going anyway... alcohol (highschool). right now, i'm thinking, i should get a interest checking account, where the minimum balance has to be a huge amount of money to waive the monthly fee of $11.

a lot of times, i have a habit of convulsive shopping. yeah, i do. if i didn't have a limit on what to buy at fry's, i would've bought about $300 worth of stuff the other day. haay.

i think i'm leaving here at 9pm. fuck.

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our lives feel as if we're chained down in a bind...
our opinions creates an unimpressionable reality...
we feel as if the cave is slowly crumbling down on us...
 
maybe...

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i've been pondering things over and over, but, I may have the capacity to get an MR2, provided that insurance won't be more than the Honda Accord, if the amount is wayy higher, I'll go for an Acura RSX type-s 3dr cpe. I just have to balance the monthly ownership cost for each car versus each other, and versus my truck. we'll see how it goes.

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Really... Really... BALD.

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Haaay. Tonight I have two enrollments to attend to, my benefits package and my school enrollment. I better get through with it, rather than not do anything. I was checking my inbox, and yeah, I have a lot of long overdue emails. What will I tell them? How I'm living with my life? How's my love life? work? I don't really know what to tell them.

I know I'm in a lot of mess right now. It feels as if I'm not the type who can completely set his mind. Yeah yeah, I know I'm undecided, as always. I'm trying hard to rid of that, but when will I become the decided type?
Yesterday, I spent some time with my siblings, Kuya Joey kept messing me with the journal. haha. NO WAY JOSE! For another thing, Rosalynne and I compared our old jobs with our new jobs. We felt that we were not given any praise for what we did before, and we felt so hounded in our precious job. We felt now, that we're proud of what we do. For another thing, I told Rosalynne about the cheap benefits I'll be getting.

Haay, ambot nalang ni ako life. maypa maghikog nalang.

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What if you married a guy who has a last name Finger?

You are authentic Filipina... heck, even your name is Filipina...

Now, imagine for one second your First Name is Carolina Pina...

You married Mr. Finger...

thus... You'll be know as Carolina Pina Finger? right?

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call me insane... but i punched the elevator walls several times until my hands hurt... and punch the wall in the bathroom several times after washing my hands before i went back to work. i dunno....

sometimes i find myself asking... is there a way for me to help? haay... i think i need to see a psychologist.

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Background: Cerritos Town Center
Time: around 9pm

-- the subject agreed on me taking the photo, I love the shot, it captures certain mystery in the photo, this is a clean shot, no photo manipulations of any kind.


-- © Copyright 2004, photo Taken by the Angelicfall®

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..and that my brothers and sisters, is the word of the Lord!

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Ron's drama in front of a crowd...

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Happy First Birthday of the official



Yeey! Happy Anniv Twit! mwah luvshu

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Damnit. I was in a hurry earlier to go to work, that I just picked up my squirt bottle of water, used my chin to close the squirt top....

OOOOOOOUUUUUUUCHHHHHHH!

shit, i think the squirter took like five or seven hairs off my goattie, and IT FUCKING hurts!

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