apart-ment

last sunday night, i moved to my ( i share it with 3 other co-workers, so i guess i should call it 'our' apartment. but that somewhat reminds me of a conjugal property, so i'll stick with 'my' ) apartment. work on the insect screen was still ongoing so i opted to stay for the time being on one of the room upstairs. it was tiring cleaning up the room, in addition to the fact that i spent the afternoon driving from our home in quezon city to alabang, and back - moving stuff. and once i got to bed, it was heavenly - for the mosquitos. i think they have this messaging network to tell them where fresh blood could be had. so i spent the night covered in blanket ( something i seldom do ). morning came and i woke up to the sound of...birds? yep, birds. a welcome difference to the sound of tricycle motors that often wake me up back in quezon city. but the restless night took its toll and i spent the whole day fighting off drowsiness.

last night, monday. the screen finally got installed. spent sometime, cleaning my own room and moving stuff from upstairs. i still need an extra plastic box, and i should really need to install window blinds...zzzzz


living room curtains, morning, quezon city

my first blog of the year

work sure do get in the way of blogging. don't get me wrong, am thankful that i have a regular work. but i'm like those old computers - not good at multi-tasking. so that's why it's been awhile since i posted anything here.

ever since as a kid, i've looked at going to the beach as something you enjoy with family or friends. our parents used to take us for a swim in manila bay ( it was still clean at that time ) near baclaran every summer. going to the province is not complete without a day or two spent swimming or just eating ( he,he) on the sea shore.

but the landslides in quezon ( a province we have to pass by on our way to bicol )and the tsunami that struck the nations around the indian ocean last december 26, 2004 brings home the fact that nature could also be a destructive force. something we, who earns a living inside an office room, often forget.

that's why i also look on those days i didn't post a blog as a time of silence for the souls of the victims of these tragedies...and those who survived them.


saturday afternoon, bohol