Month: April 2005

For the past few days I’ve been so busy working on the proposals for Brainstorm‘s projects for the upcoming Tacloban city Fiesta. It really is difficult to think creatively for sponsor’s gimmicks and ideas for designing the posters and all because of my lack of sleep due to worries on time contraints. Yesterday, as I was working on pre-production legworks, I walked and walked from one office to another under the scorching heat of the summer sun, and felt nauseated and dizzy…I realized that I only slept for 3 hours. My senses were weak and my mind drifted into deep thoughts, even while crossing the street…I looked up and glanced at the sun…the bright light blinded me into a moment of reminiscence…

Bright light.

The spotlight glared in my sight. I was onstage, infront of a young crowd composed mostly of men. They were shouting and cursing not because of anger but excitement. They were eager to see their favorite band play… and I was the delay. I had to acknowledge the sponsors first before introducing the main act. I was wasting their time. Then the lights went dim, and smoke from the smoke machine started flooding the stage…it was time…

Back.

I was in the middle of the street…in between opposite lanes… covered with smoke emissions from passing vehicles…

…feeling tired…

…feverish…

…nauseated…

…sleepy…

…sweaty…

…but most of all feeling…

…busy?

{ Currently listening to: } horns honking

{ I am reading: } road signs

{ Currently watching: } myself crossing the road

{ I Feel: } tired

 

Written by domz at 07:13 AM.

It’s confirmed. We’ll be moving to Parañaque in June. Boohoo. Goodbye Makati. It’ll be farther away from work. That’ll mean long commutes, stuck in traffic, and even worse, late for work. Well, it isn’t my choice…I’m not the one paying the rent. But this will be hard. Not only will it affect my work, it will also affect my attachment with this city, for I have been a resident here ever since I arrived.

I became fond of this city because of it being so organized, clean and prosperous. And so strict that you can’t just get on or off a bus anywhere along Ayala Avenue and Makati’s own yellow policemen called MAPSA were even glad to catch me smoking in the Ayala MRT station’s premises and confiscate my ID for a “first offense” fine of P1000…how expensively luxurious for a fine. Well, I never showed up to get my ID, and I bet I’m in their wanted list right now. Oh come on, a thousand bucks fine for a joint? That’s ridiculous!

But anyway, I learned my lesson. It shows that this city is well developed, urbanized and civilized. Low crime rate, I mean so low that I was robbed only once last year! Going around the city is convinient because even if it takes 30 minutes waiting in a bus just to pass through Ayala Ave. at rush hour, you can always walk through the city’s pedestrian underpasses and overpass going straight to Glorietta in 15 minutes.

In short, Makati is a beautiful city and I hate moving elsewhere yet. So I decided that I am going to rent a place for myself. I know this will half-empty my pockets, but I rather be less than 2 kilometers away from where I work. Well, at least a small place where I can crash during weekdays can do, and I can spend my restdays in Paranaque.

Another change in routine again.

Well as always, the only constant thing in life is change…

{ Currently listening to: } rush hour traffic

{ Currently watching: } the calendar

{ I Feel: } uncomfortable

 

 

Written by domz at 06:53 PM.