Archive for March, 2007

New work schedules rolled out.

Globelines has hit an all-time LOW!!! This is so embarrassing. Check this out:

Globelines’ all-time low!

Going back to the original topic… all four of us, me, Olumor (my older brother), Tet and Marisa, will have different work schedules beginning next week:

Me: 2 p.m. – 10 p.m.
Olumor: 8 p.m. -  5 a.m.
Tet: 8 a.m. – 4 p.m.
Marisa: 6 a.m. – 2 p.m.

Can you say, “Whoa!”? And because we’ve got a six-day work week, Sunday’s the only day we can get together if we want to. But then again, we would want to be with our families on Sundays, wouldn’t we? Much as I hate to say it, they might have just done this on purpose. And because I still don’t drive *hee-hee*, my younger brother Andre will have to pick me up after work every night.

Other than that, I don’t have anything else to complain because sleeping in and waking up late just about fits my lifestyle. But really… what I’d give to be in the 8 a.m. to 4 p.m. shift!

Happy birthday!

Ronaldinho

It’s Ronaldinho’s 27th birthday—20 years since he first played football (for Porto Alegre Guild Football School) and 22 years since he first chased a ball.

On a side note, I came across this page today, saying that Barça is negotiating a new deal that would keep Ronaldinho playing for them until 2014. I do hope VP Ferran Soriano is correct in saying, “Furthermore I believe that no first-team player wants to leave Barça.” I cannot imagine him leaving Barça nor can I imagine him playing outside the Spanish league.

CTS.

I was supposed to help out with my brother’s marketing plan yesterday afternoon. Even though I didn’t promise him anything, I still feel bad for abandoning him. It was a skeletal workforce day yesterday at work. Apparently, there were too many files for the group to handle and they asked me (and some other people too) to come over to the office after lunch to help out—which is the reason why I couldn’t go over my brother’s marketing plan. I’ve been at the office for three consecutive Mondays now, when supposedly, on skeletal workforce days, each employee works on a Monday once every four weeks. I don’t know if anyone would agree with me, that I find it really unfair, on top of which, as an “editor”, I’m still earning a transcriptionist’s salary.

I’ve been having problems mostly with my left hand since who knows when. I would just pull my hair back into a ponytail and my fingers would “curl” up on me. I would just grab something and I would drop it because my grip is too loose. I would press the Shift key with my pinky and it would send some kind of “current” up my elbow, sometimes even up to my shoulder.

Well, yesterday at work, they had me transcribe (when I’m supposedly an “editor”—psssh! Really, a lot of people are multi-tasking at work, if you know what I mean!) a 10-minute portion of a lengthy voice file and my hand just gave away when I went home in the evening.

I missed work today because I decided to go to my doctor this morning for a checkup and I was diagnosed with a mild carpal tunnel syndrome. She said my wrist is over fatigued, and as long as I do not flex it often, it would be fine.

Not flexing it=semi-paralyzed. o_O

Dear friend.

Do you miss me?  Maybe.  But then again, maybe not.  These days I don’t seem to exist around you.  I probably miss you, but you know what, I’m not so sure if I really mean that.  I don’t know you anymore.  I don’t know what’s been going on in your life.  I don’t know if our friendship still matters to you.  If you feel like I’ve changed, stop and think for a while.  I did not change.  I have always been and will always be the person you’ve known me to be.  I vaguely remember all those things we used to tell each other about how we would not let anything get in the way of our friendship.  (Did we even say anything like that?)  Well, all these years we’ve been through so much and we’ve done okay.  So why would you let something get in the way, now when you’re supposed to be letting me in your life?  I’ve been hanging by a thread here.  Either this is true or I’m having a terrible case of self-pity because I feel like you don’t need me anymore.  Let me know, and I’ll take the nearest exit.

Now that’s spontaneous.

I haven’t really got anything to blog about this past several days. Except probably the fact that my good friend Tet and I had this spur-of-the-moment thing when we bought discounted plane tickets to Manila (and back to Bacolod) for November! Fortunately, we have our three-day vacation leaves approved already. And Chito is coming with us, too! Yay!

(I know, I know. November is still faaar off. So what?! )

A delayed shoutout to Mariel. BELATED HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!! (March 16)

Another El Clásico.

Barcelona vs. Real Madrid

I couldn’t care less if Barça did not win the game against Real Madrid. A draw is way too good enough for me, bringing them back to the top of the La Liga list and keeping Real Madrid down below. That was one of the best (and most dramatic!) games this season!

Messi rescues ten-man Barça.
Photo: Eurosport.com

Who would expect all three goals would come from the 19-year-old Messi? I certainly didn’t, and against Barça’s biggest rival, too! He performed an amazing game, hands down. Airam and I were screaming like crazy with this third goal!

*Details can be found here.

Blah.

I had missed a couple Barça games. I haven’t been tuning in to the television these days. It seems that recently, flipping through pages seems more entertaining than surfing through the channels. Not a lot of great shows have been aired lately. I’ve re-read three books now. I’m still wondering if I could ever finish One Hundred Years of Solitude. Like many people say, it seems to take them one hundred years to finish it. No pun intended. That’s not what I’m reading now. It’s Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets. LOL.

That’s all I can say for now. Good thing this blog is free, else I would be wasting dough on hosting and domain expenses again. Gotta go watch One Tree Hill.

P.S. Who the heck knows the CORRECT schedule of Barça games???

I got the schedule from Solar Sports.  Goodie.