Project Manganese: An Assessment

I started the year 2009 with a set of goals. I called it "Project Manganese".  Manganese is element number 25 (my age for this year). I wrote it down and post it on my closet door (at the dorm). I had it monitored monthly, but the time I left the dorm, I never had the chance to monitor it frequently. An now, I think, it is the time to assess these goals if I met them.

Goal Number 1: Finish Old Testament

I started the year when I am about to begin reading the book of Numbers. Right now I am just about at the end of the book of Proverbs, still many books before finishing it. Don't think I can finish all these in 4 days time. Remarks: Failed!

Goal Number 2: Gain weight to normal weight

Ok, ok, I think I got it wrong here. What is the exact value of "normal weight"? But anyways, I improved my weight. I am now on a three-digit libra demarkation. ehehe. But still don't know if that satisfies my goal. Remarks: Not so clear!

Goal Number 3: Have Php30,000 savings (on a bank separate from my payroll account)

Remarks: Failed! Need I say more? ehehe.

There are also wishes I wrote in that goal list. On of which came true just this last quarter of the year - go to Japan for project  assignment/s.

More or less, failed goals are not seen as failures, rather opportunities came along because of my pursuit of these. Lessons are learned, hopes sprung, and values are born.

Thank you Lord for a wonderful year that was 2009, and will be looking forward to an even more wonderful year that is 2010.

Love Song for No One

Lately, napansin ko parang halos lahat ng aking mga kaedaran e kung hindi nag-aasawa, nabubuntis/nakabuntis, e nagkakaroon ng kasintahan. Akalain mong yung mga dating linyang "indi ako magkaka-boyfriend" na naririnig ko sa aking mga NBSB na kaibigan, ngayo'y puro ka-keso-han na ang post sa fb. Haay... tumatanda na nga ata kami, teka, napag-iiwanan na ba ako ng panahon? ehehe. Sa ngayon ay eto parin ang aking themesong:

Love Song For No One - John Mayer

Staying home alone on a Friday

Flat on the floor looking back

On old love

Or lack thereof

After all the crushes are faded

And all my wishful thinking was wrong

I'm jaded

I hate it

I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

So tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

Get here

Searching all my days just to find you

I'm not sure who I'm looking for

I'll know it

When I see you

Until then, I'll hide in my bedroom

Staying up all night just to write

A love song for no one

I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

So tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

I could have met you in a sandbox

I could have passed you on the sidewalk

Could I have missed my chance

And watched you walk away?

Oh no way

I could have met you in a sandbox

I could have passed you on the sidewalk

Could I have missed my chance

And watched you walk away?

I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

I'm so tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here oh yeah

I'm tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

I'm so tired of being alone

So hurry up and get here

You'll be so good

You'll be so good for me

PS. Lately, parang puro tungkol sa buhay pag-ibig ang naipopost ko. Sign na kaya ito? joke!

PS 2. Dapat e tungkol sa aking reflections ng mga bagay bagay na na ganap sa 2009 sa aking malamyang buhay ang ipopost ko, kaya lang wala akong maisip.

PS 3. balak ko din pala sanang magpost ng opinyon ko tungkol sa mga kandidato sa pagkapangulo sa pinas, kaya lang nakakatamad magresearch. ehehe.

Bad Trip

Bad trip.


Kagagaling lang namin ng Jiro. Tiniis ang lamig sa mahabang pila makakain lang sa pinakamasarap na "maruming kainan" sa balat ng lupa. Pero hindi iyon ang nakakabad trip. Bad trip na kasama ang madaldal at nuknukan ng yabang na dagang nagpipilit na sya'y isang leon.


Palagi na lang syang ganyan, nasisira ang araw ko sa unang sulyap pa lamang sa kanyang "napaka-among" mukha. (ok, sarcastic ako, decode mo na lang).


Tiniis ko ang makasama sya ng ilang oras para lang muling matikman ang kakaibang lasa ng pansit na ito, sabi ko naman, ok lang yan, madami naman kami, matatabunan naman sya siguro.


Pero anak ng butete (oo, mukha nga syang butete!), ano bang meron tong taong ito at sadyang lumulutang (salbabida?).


Nakakainis, nakakasar. Di ko mapigilan ang sarili kong maging masama sa tuwing nakikita ko sya.


Ang tabil ng dila mo, wala ka namang masabi kundi kayabangan. Ipakita mo ang yabang mo, wag puro dada.


PS:
Lord, pasensya na, di ko po talaga mapigilan!