naay days wala ko nahappy handling such a big class. and i have temper tantrums. but, these people are a reminder for me to work harder and be better every time.
Showing posts with label worklurve. Show all posts
Showing posts with label worklurve. Show all posts
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Wave 7- Surigao Wave
naay days wala ko nahappy handling such a big class. and i have temper tantrums. but, these people are a reminder for me to work harder and be better every time.
Thursday, February 11, 2010
She's come undone
A Woman's Shortcomings by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
She has laughed as softly as if she sighed,
She has counted six, and over,
Of a purse well filled, and a heart well tried -
Oh, each a worthy lover!
They "give her time"; for her soul must slip
Where the world has set the grooving;
She will lie to none with her fair red lip:
But love seeks truer loving.
She trembles her fan in a sweetness dumb,
As her thoughts were beyond recalling;
With a glance for one, and a glance for some,
From her eyelids rising and falling;
Speaks common words with a blushful air,
Hears bold words, unreproving;
But her silence says - what she never will swear -
And love seeks better loving.
Go, lady! lean to the night-guitar,
And drop a smile to the bringer;
Then smile as sweetly, when he is far,
At the voice of an in-door singer.
Bask tenderly beneath tender eyes;
Glance lightly, on their removing;
And join new vows to old perjuries -
But dare not call it loving!
Unless you can think, when the song is done,
No other is soft in the rhythm;
Unless you can feel, when left by One,
That all men else go with him;
Unless you can know, when unpraised by his breath,
That your beauty itself wants proving;
Unless you can swear "For life, for death!" -
Oh, fear to call it loving!
Unless you can muse in a crowd all day
On the absent face that fixed you;
Unless you can love, as the angels may,
With the breadth of heaven betwixt you;
Unless you can dream that his faith is fast,
Through behoving and unbehoving;
Unless you can die when the dream is past -
Oh, never call it loving!
TR Guimaras Jan 11, 2010 shift whilst I'm figuring out Apple Mac's TOS.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
blackberrying
cuz i happened to be very depressed lately and all i wanted is some consistency and redundancy in my life.
and that i might turn myself into jane austen or sylvia plath one day.
and that i happen to not memorize a poem by miss plath or finish a book [or even watch a film based on miss austen's writings] by miss jane.
but kever. i looked as pasty as a yema could be
and most of them work days, i stare at the pc and sigh.
and fork a slice of bob's choc'lit cake and say loudly, God I am grateful- this done very slowly and tearfully.
oh yeah, maka ba-ug najud being in piayaland.
take me away.
[from last night's shift. 2/10/2010]
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
The times and life of a worker ant.
I just realized how blessed am I to be in training. And for having this job. Aside from an okay paycheck, I'm generally happy to always have class. And to be teaching the maths and finances and OTHER stuff. (:
I wanted to share last night's photos as there are lulls in the graveyard shift but, there are crazy, shiny people in between.
My lunch mates last night are an unexpected bunch of people who chose to discuss erectile dysfunction amongst other work topics and well, how it's ethical to have the captain of a ship leave last when the ship sinks.
And I was really happy with the new tote I carry the past two weeks, with the DIYed mobile phone protector, and my mocha latte, and the butterfly headbands.
All the small slightly very material things can make me happy and grateful to be safe and away from earthquakes and flooding. Perspective.
(:
Monday, December 28, 2009
Sunday, November 29, 2009
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Sunday, November 22, 2009
hey weekend!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
wave 4
Monday, November 16, 2009
ninang again.
and one more time, from the top. lol.
November 15, 2009
Christening of Athena Yvaughn Burgos at Redemptorist Church. Ninang for countless times that I missed count already. I'm blessed to have great friends anywhere I go. :) And I don't know how to be and act as a real Catholic ninang. haha. The poor baby cries each time we do some rituals to her. :)
We had lunch at Apollo Hilado thereafter.
Friday, November 13, 2009
Friday, August 28, 2009
kenji and more kiddies
Thursday, August 6, 2009
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
worker bees and ants
Monday, July 13, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
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