Mar 2008

Hi,

By accident, I found your blog on travellerspoint.com. I was searching for call center bloopers and your blog showed up on the search results. What got me interested to read your entries is the fact that I work also for PS and am assigned to .com sales on 5th floor. Secondary to that is your name- parteeboi, which sort of I can relate to. However, unlike you, I'm not into clubbing for socializing, but rather for the love of club music. I grew up listening to electronic music and have worked for six and a half years as a club DJ in Bicol prior to joining PS. I rarely go into clubs here in MM, but I do know personally a lot of clubbers and some of the popular club DJs here. Your addiction to ecstacy is, of course, very common in the club scene, and that's what I am quite sad about. There are reasons why people are hooked to it, and I'm sure you got yours. I just hope you get over it because life is much sweeter without drugs. Try to get high with just the music alone. I once popped a couple of it in a secret party I played for in a remote beach in Bicol, but I did not like it any bit and have sworn never to try it again. Besides, I could not have supported such an addiction because I have my wife and kid to spend my earnings on. On that light, let me just mention that some of the former ecstacy addicts I know, conquered their addiction by starting a stable relationship. Again, life is much sweeter without drugs.

minimalhouseaddict

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Hi minimalhouseaddict,

Thanks for this message. It is very sweet of you. I was so touched with this, "On that light, let me just mention that some of the former ecstacy addicts I know, conquered their addiction by starting a stable relationship." Actually, me and my boyfriend, truly agrees. It's been a while since the last time we had it. Despite that, there is no indication though of stopping, totally. But hey, no thoughts neither of popping in the soon future.

Xoxo,
Parteeboi

There are days, when you wake up and everything isn't at all right. And your day would seem to continue wrong until it ends. I hate days like that. Those are the days when you tend to resent your recent big decisions, and even bothered by the small ones.

I just changed job, it is a promotion. I now receive better pay, better title, and better incentives, of course, supposedly, more responsibilities. However, I'm missing the challenge and I'm feeling stagnated. On the other hand, it is true that making friends starts at zero. My only glory at the end of the day is my red lanyard and the respect from more people, and on top of those? Nothing else.

If I cannot convince myself that my days will get better, I would think that it would be nicer to go home to Davao and drown myself into my old bed, old pillows and my old blankets. I'd rather lazy around all day, and I’ll wait for my mom to call me for every meal. But of course, I cannot do that as I please. It's true though that every tear will pay off, at the right time.

I guess, I'm a fighter who chooses his battles carefully. I tend to spend my energy on things which matters more. It is hard sometimes, because it takes a lot of anger management, patience, perseverance and a lot of thinking.

If ever my decisions are wrong, God is fair enough to make me correct them and for me to make the best out of my misfortunes.

1. We were robbed this morning. The door lock was obviously picked by a knife, so it looks like picked by a knife right now. The robber took my cell phone, my 1 year old Samsung D900. I woke up with only the adapter left plugged. The charger and the phone were gone. Whoever have bought it, it kinda hangs already.

2. Inside my cell phone is the post-paid SIM issued by the company where I work right now. It sucks right? Damn it! I just hope whoever stole it, would have just thrown the SIM away. I don't want to spend my salary on other people's phone bills. That sucks even worse!

3. My big boss today asked me to look for Dave Lopez' CSA result. Where the hell it went yesterday? Luckily, it was with Joseph. But to start your day with a missing CSA report isn't the best day maker in the world, or at least as a DIET trainer.

4. I am stressed. This week is full of shit and fights.

5. Why the hell should a friend of mine mention my, wearing-of-my-white-pants-kind-of-frequently in the elevator lobby? Damn it!

Gosh!