Holiday Greetings

Merry Christmas to everyone from me and my family. :) Cheers to the year that was, and wish you all the best in 2005!

Damn Frustrations

There are just some thoughts that are not meant to be in black and white.



As deadlines for home assignments once again loom overhead, I find myself getting dissatisfied yet again with my current employment. I hate hate hate it that money or opportunities or travel cannot motivate me enough to learn, let alone be contented with being a MISE trainee.



There is this Investment assignment due on Wednesday, the 15th. Deadlines for Maritime Law and Economics will soon follow. Heck. I studied communications in college. The highest math I took up was Math 11. I never really cared about ships or terminals or containers or other related sh*t before I got myself into the company.



I am in the dumps again. And fact is, I really want to go to the next module. I want to travel to Denmark again. I want to meet all these people from all over the world and share stories with them. I love my salary and my benefits.



If there were just some way to get it all. Benefits and doing what I love, what i'm meant to do.



They say, you really can't have it all. Yeah, and I'm living proof.



But... at the end of the day, it's a matter of choice. If you can't have it all, I've got to choose. And that's the difficult question.



Damn these thoughts. Wasting my time writing about my frustrations. I should be working on that Investment assignment now. !@#$%^&*().

Addicted

My last song syndrome isn't composed of just a song... More like a playlist, it is. Haha. I miss party nights in CPH.

Some songs that are on "REPEAT" in my mind:

1> Over and Over - Nelly feat. Tim Mc Graw

2> Culo - Pitbull

3> Hush - LL Cool J

4> Drop It Like It's Hot - Snoop Dogg

5> My Goodies - Ciara

6> Move Your Body - Nina Sky

7> Baby It's You - Jojo feat. Bowwow

Seems I am so so so addicted to songs sung by African-Americans (attempting to be politically correct) right now. Addicted meaning I enjoy it so much. Perhaps, also because of my brother's influence? Who, incidentally, will be having his 24th bday party today.



Did you just follow that train of thought? Haha. Not feeling normal today.

Calling on my "Lolas"

Dear Ai, Ley, Lucy and Tina:

I so so so miss you. Please, let me know when we can get together.

Love,

Teng

Taken around 8 months ago during our university graduation at the PICC.


L-R: Ai, Ley, Lucy, Teng, Tina.


Hey, come to think of it, we ARE in alphabetical order! Galing! :)

Creativity, Anyone?

I type chwistine.blogspot.com on the address field above and this page comes up.



I get depressed when I see this page.



I've come so low as to use a template for my blog.



Gone were the days when I'd spend my late nights in front of the computer, editing and re-editing the graphics and photos that were to go into my latest layout.



Gone were the days when I would painfully hand-encode each page, html flag by html flag, ensuring that the finished product would come out exactly the way I pictured it inside my head.



Gone were the days when I would even offer to make webpages for my friends, or to teach them how to build an html file from scratch.



Gone were those days.



Thay have been replaced by 12-hour work days, with weekends that always seemed too short to even catch my breath.



They have been replaced by a total of 3-4 hours spent on the road, weaving in and out of traffic. It takes me that long to get to and from work -- on a lucky day.



They have been replaced by new concerns... My last few moments of wakefulness, I spend thinking about the future, my future: careers, salaries, industries, expatriations, opportunities... decisions to be made, consequences to be faced...



*Sigh*



Bottom line?



I need a new layout.



Something I made, something I conceptualized.



My creative juices are overflowing, with neither a venue for release nor the time to release it.



Damn.



I need need need a new layout.