Much ado about nothing
Monday, February 27, 2006
(Note: Again, this was written last Saturday.)
Another Saturday night at home.
Yesterday, an incident concerning national security interrupted the routinary, humdrum lives of almost every individual in the country. It was the 20th Anniversary of the world-renowned People Power Revolution, sometimes insolently referred to as EDSA 1. I say insolently as EDSA Dos, and the other EDSA "revolutions" and "People Power" that happened after 1986, left a bad taste in my mouth.
I'll stop right there as this entry is not about my political views.
I mentioned the People Power anniversary because that is the reason why the whole company was allowed to leave work early. Mr. Frost, Nocturnal Sun, and I, together with other officemates aren't that much concerned about politics, stayed in the office, of course. We worked during the first half of the afternoon, then we started our early weekend. We savoured our work-free hours at the comforting environment of 6.5 (roof deck of the low-rise part of our building), with beer in hand.
It was really soothing to hang around with officemates, talk about non-work-related stuff. It was fun, if you ask me.
When the sun had set, most of us went to one of the guy's house. Some of the guys go there regularly to play poker. The rest of us went there just to hang around. We played a couple of video games and some interesting board games.
Apples to Apples and Cranium are board games that are definitely not for kids. No, it's not sexual in any way, pervert.
You get to know more about each other in Apples to Apples, where a green card with an adjective is laid down and the players throw in red cards with things, names, places, and events that you think fits the green card. The winning red card is decided by a player acting a judge, based on his/her personality. The subjectivity of the game, I believe, is what makes it remarkable.
Cranium, on the other hand, is a combination of charades, Pictionary, and Trivial Pursuit. Need I say more?
I had a great time that night because, aside from the fun we had, I got to bond with guys from the company's international department. A couple of them are Indians and are fun to be with. I also got to establish a good connection with my new boss.
Speaking of which, I have transferred to a new department in the company. Yey!
From the Community Management of RF Online, I am now a Web Content Editor of the Creative Department.
I would still be working with my former department as we haven't found somebody to replace me yet. But yes, my transfer is already official.
Anyway, we were supposed to watch a rock concert tonight. Mr. Frost and I have been looking forward to Razorback's show eversince the producer (another officemate) gave us VIP access. However, we weren't able to go because of an emergency.
I was bummed at first, of course. This was supposed to be my first rock concert! And Kevin Roy actually knows me! But there's nothing we can do but skip it.
But instead of moping around the whole damn day, I looked on the bright side of the situation: Mr. Frost and I have more time to spend together.
"But you guys are practically tied to the hip 24 hours every goddamn day! How much more time do you want?!"
As much as I want to discuss our daily routine by the hour, I'm not gonna waste my time - and yours - and energy doing so. The bottomline is: WE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF EACH OTHER.
Go ahead, die of envy.
Besides, I've mentioned enough specific details about work I don't need to write more specifics. As a rule, I don't write work-related details in my journal. I was probably just too excited about the recent development at work that's why I wasn't able to restrain myself.
Now that I have nothing more sensible thing left in my brain to write about, and have effectively ruined your schedule for the day, it's time for me to leave.
Another Saturday night at home.
Yesterday, an incident concerning national security interrupted the routinary, humdrum lives of almost every individual in the country. It was the 20th Anniversary of the world-renowned People Power Revolution, sometimes insolently referred to as EDSA 1. I say insolently as EDSA Dos, and the other EDSA "revolutions" and "People Power" that happened after 1986, left a bad taste in my mouth.
I'll stop right there as this entry is not about my political views.
I mentioned the People Power anniversary because that is the reason why the whole company was allowed to leave work early. Mr. Frost, Nocturnal Sun, and I, together with other officemates aren't that much concerned about politics, stayed in the office, of course. We worked during the first half of the afternoon, then we started our early weekend. We savoured our work-free hours at the comforting environment of 6.5 (roof deck of the low-rise part of our building), with beer in hand.
It was really soothing to hang around with officemates, talk about non-work-related stuff. It was fun, if you ask me.
When the sun had set, most of us went to one of the guy's house. Some of the guys go there regularly to play poker. The rest of us went there just to hang around. We played a couple of video games and some interesting board games.
Apples to Apples and Cranium are board games that are definitely not for kids. No, it's not sexual in any way, pervert.
You get to know more about each other in Apples to Apples, where a green card with an adjective is laid down and the players throw in red cards with things, names, places, and events that you think fits the green card. The winning red card is decided by a player acting a judge, based on his/her personality. The subjectivity of the game, I believe, is what makes it remarkable.
Cranium, on the other hand, is a combination of charades, Pictionary, and Trivial Pursuit. Need I say more?
I had a great time that night because, aside from the fun we had, I got to bond with guys from the company's international department. A couple of them are Indians and are fun to be with. I also got to establish a good connection with my new boss.
Speaking of which, I have transferred to a new department in the company. Yey!
From the Community Management of RF Online, I am now a Web Content Editor of the Creative Department.
I would still be working with my former department as we haven't found somebody to replace me yet. But yes, my transfer is already official.
Anyway, we were supposed to watch a rock concert tonight. Mr. Frost and I have been looking forward to Razorback's show eversince the producer (another officemate) gave us VIP access. However, we weren't able to go because of an emergency.
I was bummed at first, of course. This was supposed to be my first rock concert! And Kevin Roy actually knows me! But there's nothing we can do but skip it.
But instead of moping around the whole damn day, I looked on the bright side of the situation: Mr. Frost and I have more time to spend together.
"But you guys are practically tied to the hip 24 hours every goddamn day! How much more time do you want?!"
As much as I want to discuss our daily routine by the hour, I'm not gonna waste my time - and yours - and energy doing so. The bottomline is: WE CAN'T GET ENOUGH OF EACH OTHER.
Go ahead, die of envy.
Besides, I've mentioned enough specific details about work I don't need to write more specifics. As a rule, I don't write work-related details in my journal. I was probably just too excited about the recent development at work that's why I wasn't able to restrain myself.
Now that I have nothing more sensible thing left in my brain to write about, and have effectively ruined your schedule for the day, it's time for me to leave.
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